All of a sudden I heard the door open again and out she came. (I knew that because he was there, licking on me again but ran toward the house as soon as he heard the door open) The sun had gone down under below the tree line, but it still was sunny but soon it would be twig light. I was guessing it was about 6 or 7 PM now. I had nothing to eat except this morning, which was not much because I was eager to get here. I could smell her even before she rounded the corner, the lotion on her skin. It was a cool sent. I was more an animal then I have ever been, but also I was so different then I have ever been. “ “A” are you ok? Are you hungry? Have you been a good boy?” “Yes Mistress” I said, and I knew that my cock was ROCK Hard, and of course her dog had come back and was licking on me. I was harder now then I had been ever in the times he had been licking me before, I knew it was because she was watching me, watching us, measuring how far I have gone in just a day. “Come here Captain” she called, and the dog come and sat at her feet. Now I knew the dog’s name, Captain. I could see how well trained he was too; he waited at her feet like any show dog would with a strong handler at his side. “I will be right back and we can eat, don’t go anywhere” she joked at me as she and Captain walked around out of my site again. She came back soon, and reached for my ankles and unlocked my restraints. “Move slow” she said and as soon as I could move, I knew why she said that. My muscles were so stiff; it was a pain, and a pleasure to move again. Soon my arms were free and they ached even more. It was torture to move them, but also a delight to be free.
“Come” is all she said and started to walk to the house again. She was still in the terry cloth robe from earlier and I moved slowly but I MOVED, and I followed her to the house. The cool air of the house greeted me. The ceiling fans were going in each room and I could feel how dirty I was. Out in the sun, in the air all day, my sweat evaporating and coming out of my body again, over and over again could tell she knew it too, and she said to me, “Would you like to bathe first, or have something to eat?” I answered back to her that I would love a bit to drink and then to shower if that pleased her. Of course I was respectful and called her my Mistress as well. Her smile just beamed at me and said “of course” as she got some tap water for me and offered it to me. I sipped the water feeling how parched I really was. I was starting to feel adoration to this woman that was taking care of me, I could tell, it was her rules, but I was learning. I was right; this was going to be an interesting weekend.
She told me to sit, as she walked away and I could hear that started running the bath for me. She came back and to my surprise she was naked. Oh my, her breasts heavy and full were delightful, her womanly nest, was bare and smooth, her tummy not flat, but still so inviting with its softness but you still could tell that she was a strong woman and I just LOVED her figure. I did not see in her hands at first, (I wonder why?) but she had some shackles for me again, she told me to come into the bathroom and motioned me to stand in the tub as it was filling with its water and bubbles (yes it was a fragrant bubble bath with the smell of honeysuckle and lilacs). She put shackles around my ankles and asked me to sit down and then she shackled my wrists together, which I found out were tied to my ankles as well with a short chain.
I sat there in silence at first, letting her wash me with a sponge, watching her breasts sway as she scrubbed me, and then she started asking me questions.
“So, did you like Captain licking you?” “Yes Mistress” “Are you still sore?” Yes Mistress” “I bet you are hungry, aren’t you, ohhhh you are getting so nice and hard for me.” She said, as her hand stroked my hard on again. I loved the feeling she was giving me, her hand good and strong on my cock, then her fingers grabbing and caressing my balls and tugging on them too. She told me to lean back a bit – which pulled my legs up a bit, I spread my knees wide as my wrists and ankles were close together in the middle of my body as she let out some of the water now, since I was nice and clean. Her hand still stroked my cock but now her other hand fingers my ass and pushed in. I could feel how it was fucking me, under the water, and my ass was accepting it, I knew she was cleaning me well – it felt good as she pushed in deeper once I opened up more for her. I don’t know if it was the hunger, the being in the sun all day, the hot water I was sitting in – the thickness of the air with the scents and the moisture in the air, but I felt myself letting go. It was like drifting, her touch and the way that it was making me feel had me somewhat centered and in my body, but I felt as if I could just float away. It was then that I came again; I could feel it come from my very soul, from deep in me, not just my balls, from the core of me. She massage my balls and stroked me, her fingers (two) deep in my ass reaching into my bowels with the water that had been pumped in there from her ministrations – and jet after get of my jism sprayed up onto my body, some of it even hitting my face. She leaned down and licked it off my face and then shared it with me in a kiss. My legs were cramping up, but I just enjoyed. I could almost look down from the ceiling and see us there, her kneeled beside the tub and me chained in the tub, and how peaceful I looked as if I was a child cradled there and my mother was giving me a good night kiss.
My Mistress got up and from behind the door on a hook she took down that terry cloth robe that she had on earlier, and wrapped away from my site her body, telling me, (as she unchained me) to finish getting ready, to shave and brush my teeth and comb my hair, and that dinner would be ready in about twelve more minutes. Before she left the room to let me be, she also handed me a 4-inch butt plug too and told me to have it in my ass before I came out.
I put a little more water in the tub again, HOT so to work out the kinks in my muscles and I got out and sat on the pot for a bit to empty out the water and dirt that was dislodge from my bowels. I got back in the tub and scrubbed my body and then with my own fingers worked my ass to make sure that my insides were clean for later as well. After getting out and sitting on the pot again, I toweled dry and also dried the floor where I had dripped. I combed and blew dried my hair, and brushed and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash and shaved my face so it was smooth. Normally I don’t shave twice a day, and I had shaved this morning before I left, but I could feel the late day stubble, I wondered it grew faster because I was in the sun all day. I did look at my body, I had burned a little, but it was all in all not too bad, not the kind of sun burn that would peal, but I could see the redness there, that was the tell tale of a sunburn. With the towels that were laid out for me there was another white terrycloth robe folded there. I wondered if Mistress wanted me to wear it, but I thought better of it since she did not say to wear it. I was fairly proud of my body, being six foot tall, and one hundred and seventy pounds. My stomach was not soft, but it didn’t have a six pack either, but you could tell that I worked out, my muscles strong, my arms and my legs showed the strength that was there. I have little bit of hair on my legs, my chest and stomach – but thankfully my back was not hairy. I checked myself out, yes I was looking pretty good and the glow that I had received from the sun had a nice effect on me. I looked at the time on the wall clock, just to make sure that I had used my allotted 12 minutes and I was right on time. I reached around through my legs and pushed the butt plug in past the widest part and then felt it “seat” into me. I felt it, but knew I would get used to it.
Her back to me was to me as she was finishing something on the counter, and the table was set and it looked like a very nice dinner. Captain who got up and walked to me gave my presence into the kitchen away. My Mistress turned around and asked if her “two boys” were hungry, and Captain barked in affirmation as I added my voice to his as well. I held the chair for my Mistress as she sat down after she had served Captain his food in the corner of the room. When I sat down I could feel the butt plug pushing into me, it was not uncomfortable really, but it did make its presence known to me.
Mistress asked me about my first day so far, and she wanted me to tell her everything that was going on through my mind as the day progressed. I told her about the floating sensation in the tub – about not making a sound outside and just watching the sun move and how I enjoyed our kiss, and how her hand felt on my body. I told her that this was a very good thing that we had done, that I could appreciate how much work she had done, to get the day ready for me, and that sometimes I could see myself doing some of the things she did or said as a Dom. She reminded me that it was not just a day; it was the whole three-day weekend that she had planned out. I was respectful all during my conversation calling her Mistress and answering her as truthfully as I could as I told her about the day and she questioned me. I asked, “May I ask you a question Mistress?” and she said of course I could, she encouraged me to ask when ever and whatever I felt like (as long as I had permission to speak – reminding me that it was NOW that I had permission and there maybe times ahead when I might be silenced.) “Mistress, have you ever actually had sex with Captain, actual penetration?” “Yes, I have, and he has sex with others too, he is an awesome lover and my companion.” I could see something in her eyes as she talked about him, I could tell that she loved him, that he was more than a mere pet, and a sex object too. I could tell that my Mistress was very choosy too, that she had to have feelings for the people (or animals) that she let into her bed. I felt much honored to be here, and humbled. I also was thinking of all the times I had watched animals with women and how I thought it was very submissive of the woman to let the Dog mount her and take her in his animalistic way, but my Mistress was making me think of this in a different light, how she was in control, how it was her will that made things happen, that she (like me) was looking for that final release but was in control all the way leading up to it. I also caught a glimpse of one of my thoughts that actually had me having sex with Captain. I let that thought go fast, I wondered if it would come to pass, but I was leaving that all up to my Mistress, after all, I was hers to do with as she pleased.
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