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"Oh, Blondie! Oh, yes!" I press all my fingers down flat against my pussy lips and again rub in a circular motion as I shiver and quake in ecstasy. I allow myself several moments before gradually slowing down, my deep, heavy panting following soon after. I start to feel an aching in my wrists as I come down from the high my intense orgasm just gave me. My hands feel like they're starting to cramp up.
Dammit! Every time…
I stop altogether, allowing my entire body to relax. My arms and legs collapse back onto the bed.
"Oh, wow," I croak in between breaths, "Oh, wow." I notice the soft, silky mound of blankets next to me and realize that I'm sweating. Well, that certainly got the job done. Perhaps even a little too well. I hop out of bed and make my way back to the thermostat near the front door, wondering if anyone could see me through the towering windows. I turn the air conditioning back on and head back to bed. I shut my eyes and decide I'll lay without any covers for a few minutes while I wait for my body to cool down.
***
I’m awakened by a lovely, warm sensation all over my body. I open my eyes to see the sun shining brightly through my massive bedroom window. It takes me a moment in my sleepy haze, but I gradually remember how I ended up falling asleep completely naked, with my blankets piled next to me. The air conditioning seems to have cooled the apartment down quite a bit, but the dazzling sun rays beaming down on my bare skin are more than enough to keep me warm. I could certainly get used to this.
As much as I'd love to spend all morning sunbathing in bed, I have far too many things to do today. I plan on going back home, or what used to be home, early today when I know Dad and Honey will be gone. That way, I can take my time deciding what to pack and bring back here and what else I'll need to shop for. After I get that and the shopping taken care of, I'll have plenty of fresh new clothes to change into after taking a nice, long, hot bath. And after last night's little impromptu performance, I'm seriously itching for an encore. I figure a change of venue over to my tub could be fun. I shut my eyes and picture Josef’s sturdy, agile body once again. Next time, he’ll be washing my entire body.
What happened to ‘just a means to an end’?
"Shut up, Mari! No one asked you!" I say aloud to myself as I get up and out of bed. I remember that I still have to decide whether or not I'm going to meet with Josef, and my annoyance grows. Ugh, and my morning had such a lovely start.
8
JOSEF
I pull up to the house, and Brenda’s van is in the driveway. She didn’t text me to let me know when she got here like she was supposed to. It was less of a problem when we were meeting at my apartment. No one can get in there when I’m not home unless I buzz them in with an app on my cell phone. This cabin is a lot less secure, and Brenda’s gotten way too comfortable letting herself in. I only brought assignment information to the apartment and got rid of it right away. Brenda knows I’m a Bratki but still can’t be here if I decide to bring extra work home to this place in the future.
“Bend?” I call out as I enter. I look around and don’t see her. She might have gone out for a walk on the trail again. I take my cell out of my pocket and am about to touch the pink handcuff icon pic with the name ‘Bend Her’ on my screen. A text message from her pops up at the same time.
“Blondie, I’m in the shed. I have a surprise for you ;-)”
I’ve only been in the shed once when I first got the place. It had been empty except for a large wooden desk off to the side and white peg boards attached to the walls where I guess Dmitry had kept his tools. The shed looks like a dungeon now. Whips, chains, leashes, collars, and some other things I’m not familiar with are hanging from the pegs on the walls. There are two chairs in the center with bondage straps hanging off the arms and attached to the front legs. A flat bench is in between the chairs. The bench looks to be for working out, except leather bondage straps have been fastened to its four legs. The desk where Brenda is seated seems to fit the new look oddly enough. It could be because she placed her black leather pocketbook with small silver chains for handles on the center of the desk.
“Oh, God! You caught me sitting in your seat, sir!” Brenda says, sounding more playful than afraid as she gets up and moves to the side of the desk. She’s wearing a black bra, matching panties, and white running shoes. She stands at attention.
“Will master punish me now?” she asks.
I walk over to her, reach around her back with my right hand, and unclasp her bra, which drops to the floor. I slap one of her big tits with my left hand, then smack her other tit with my right hand.
“Sir, thank you, sir!” Brenda says with a pretty good impression of a soldier. She looks sexy, wearing only the black panties and white shoes now.
“Explain all this,” I command as I sit down.
“I figured this would be a great place for our sessions, and you could also use it for your job if you wanted to, sir!” She’s still standing at attention. Brenda doesn’t exactly know everything I do for a living but knows more than I’d like her to know. I scowl at her.
“I bought this stuff with cash and brought it in and set it up all by myself. No one else can possibly know it’s here. Imagine the look on someone’s face if you brought them in here with a hood over their head and pulled it off,” she says excitedly.
“Go lay on the bench, on your stomach. Live up to your name, Bend Her,” I order.
“Sir. Yes, sir!”
Brenda gets paid well for being submissive and taking punishment. I can tell she really loves her job and truly wants to help me with my condition. She’s lying as ordered, bent over the bench, with her head hanging over the edge and her limbs hanging loosely over the sides. I use the straps to secure her arms and legs and position myself directly in front of her. Her face is in line with my crotch.
“May I please suck your cock? Please, sir. Please,” she begs.
I unzip, pull my dick out, and let it hang down. She uses her tongue to lick from the head and moves up, then back down and takes it in her mouth. She’s sucking and rolling her tongue around it. I bet most guys would be close to cumming already. My dick hasn’t even started to get erect. I pull back, out of her mouth and use my hand to grab the base and slap her face with my cock. I’m just playing, though. I’m not one of those psychopaths that blame women for my problem. I know this session isn’t going to work at all. I put my cock back in my pants, lean forward, hovering over her, and begin to speak.
“Thank you for decorating. But you said no one knows. You know,” I say as I pull her head up by her hair with one hand and use the fingers of my right hand to squeeze her throat.
“I won’t tell anyone. I swear it, sir!” Brenda grunts out.
“You also picked the lock on my front door, twice. And now my shed,” I say and slap the back of her head.
