Remember You Left by Barber_o_Saville

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“Yes, Master. I love you too.” Blushing at Tammy and Jessica, whose eyes grew wide and had smiles on their faces.

I kept Aisling back for several reasons, first to put her into a bondage suit, much like the harness but street legal. The problem is she will only be able to see, she will be hooded with a six-inch penis gag, then the hood with only her eyes showing, corset shoving her ample breasts up and overflowing, next to the skirt with dildo straps. Oh yes, one in each hole and fastened in the back, her hands clipped behind her back, and last the five-inch leather stilettos with a hobbler to finish off the suit. God did she look delicious and tempting, but we had a party to attend and the party slut was ready, she just did not know it yet. I took Aisling back to my office and told her to stand in the center. I walked to the cabinet pulled out the suit.

“Raise your hands above your head keep them there until I tell you to drop them. If your hands drop Sigmund will correct you.” I said with a smile.

“Yes, Master.” She raised her hands, kept them there while I took the suit, and put it on her; first, the legs it took a little to get the suit up to her ass. She was still wearing the harness with the added accessories, so I removed them and attached them to the suit strap, and took off the harness. Turning her around reaching between her open legs, ran my thumb from her clit to her ass forcing my wet thumb into her pucker ass. Aisling moaned as I slipped the dildos into place, I had her squat and tightened the strap and told her to stand which caused the strap to dig into her pussy and ass and her discomfort.

Continuing, I pulled the top of the suit up to her waist, reaching for the corset I put it on her and started to lace the corset. I lifted her tits by her rings and snitched the corset; a little tighter than I normally do only because I am a mean nasty Master. Once the corset was to my liking, I took her right arm and put it into the sleeve then the left pulled the top part over her shoulders and zipped the suit up locking it in place. I took her left wrist moved it across her body and fastened it to the right side and did the right the same way; she looked like she was in a straitjacket — ok I designed it with that in mind. Now that her arms were, across her body, they pushed up her tits and nipples for full manipulation and I did, pulling and twisting. Aisling moan through her discomfort, a good sign I guess, finally I reached the penis gag and grabbed the hood as well. I looked into Aisling’s eyes, green again, and put the gag to her lips, she opened her mouth and I push the gag in, it stopped when it reached the back of her throat, and I buckled it in place. Her eyes filled with nervous lust and she looked scared as hell, I just smiled. Taking the hood, I fitted it to her head and zipped it shut, clipping a leash onto the D ring in the front of the hood. I looked down and forgot the hobbler; I went to the cabinet and brought out my custom-made hobbler; I created it after finding out how fucking expensive BDSM gear is, I attached her left and right ankle cuffs to the clips on the hobbler. The last piece for the outfit was the five-inch stiletto heels, I tapped her right foot, she lifted her foot and I slipped on the heels securing the wide leather cuff around her ankle. I tapped the left foot and secured the leather cuff to that ankle. I stood and walked around Aisling admiring my work and the suit, she look delicious in it. Her ass pushed back, her breast pushed up and out, her nipples peeking out of the front of the suit. I attached a chain between her nipples I was please with her look.

“There now I can be seen with you. Dressed as my slave. Come let us go to my house. We can have loads of fun there.

I attached a leash to the D ring and tugged for her to follow me. She made grunting and groaning noises. Her difficulty was walking in the five-inch heels with the hobbler on, she could only move her feet about six inches each time. I kept on tugging watching her shuffling her feet to keep up. I pushed the door open; Terry standing there holding it open for us.

“Oh, training a new slave, Sir?” Terry said with his deep bass voice.

“You could say that. This slut wants me to use and abuse her. She pledged her loyalty to me by accepting my permanent collar. Terry, stop by my place when you are done here. You get off in what an hour?”

“Yes, Sir. I would love to come by so that I can get a piece of that.” Terry said laughing. I smiled and looked at Aisling. Her eyes were wide and fearful and I did see the lust in there as well.

My car showed up and the valet driver opened the passenger door for my slave. I motioned for her to get in the car. Aisling not knowing how to get in with her hands secured and her feet hobbled.

“First SLUT, put your ass in the seat and then swing your legs in. That is a good slave. Now lean back while I put the seat belt on.” I reached around, secured the seat belt, and then pinched her pointy nipple through the opening of the leather corset. I walked around to the driver’s side, climbed into the seat, shutting the door. I turned to look at Aisling.

“Oh, to let you know. You are the entertainment tonight at my impromptu party. It will be my slaves and a few selected guests I have invited. However, you the newest slave will be — how did you say it? Used and Abused to your Master wishes. Wait that is not what you said you said, ‘Of my own free will I give up complete control of my life, body, mind, and soul to my Master, Chris.’ Well, I am now your Master and this Master has commands for you to follow and complete the tasks given you tonight if you want to be my permanent slave. Yes, the collar is permanent, but you are not at least not yet. We will see how well you perform for my slaves and me, then I will determine if you will be a permanent slave to me or not. Let us go have some fun.” I said with a chuckle in my voice. Aisling made muffled sounds while I was talking. I reached the remote and hit MAX; Aisling moaned and started to rotate her hips fucking herself with both of the dildos in her holes. I was laughing knowing just how much she could take before she exploded.

“OH, do not even think of having that orgasm building inside that sweet cunt of yours. Remember I own that orgasm and you do not orgasm unless I permit you. Yep… Nope…you may not.” I said watching the road. I did not look at her; I wanted to fuck the daylights out of her, but I am going to have three very horny slaves fuck her, to please me. Oh, how I look forward to this, I have been planning this one in my head for the last three years. I turned off the dildos.

The drive to my home, a rental of George’s from the club is thirty or more minutes by the highway or almost an hour by the back road. Oh, how I love the back roads. Aisling had not been in this part of the city; her sense of direction was off because of the hood — and the fact that I tied her head back to keep her head from moving, I know I am a “mean” Master. She wanted to be my slave for life; well here is what you have to go through to please me. Taking off from the club going home, the back roads, I came upon the first of several lights. I click the remote one time with no reaction, pull away from the light; I click one more time on the remote, still no reaction. I pondered for a good eight or so miles then my next turn came up, I click the remote three times, a small moan — good, I almost thought she was dead down there. We travel for about twenty-five or so minutes, my next turn was coming up and there was a gas station on the right side. OH, funsville, I was smiling, the big shit-eating grin smile. I pulled up right at the door to the gas station hopped out. A man of thirty-something held the door for me and looked at my car. I watched his reaction traveling inside the store. He checked her out, said something leaned down to hear Aisling but could not make it out, and left looking around for me. I laughed shaking my head. Only a person watching porn or in the lifestyle would understand why Aisling was there, the guy proved it.

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