Part 1

Anna groaned as the buzz from the alarm clock woke her. Stupid broken clock, waking her up when it was still dark out. She had half a mind to reach over and smash the thing to bits against the wall, but she was too tired. Jim would turn it off for her.

So she waited, and waited, and waited some more. The alarm continued to buzz, and try as she might Anna couldn't block out the noise. Apparently Jim wasn't going to turn off the alarm for her. She would have to turn it off herself.

Anna rolled over on her side and tried to reach for the alarm...but found that she couldn't! Her arms were stuck fast! As Anna came fully awake she became aware of a feeling of pressure all over her body. She was covered in something that kept her legs locked together and her arms bound behind her.

"Mmmmph!" she cried out. Something was filling her mouth and preventing her from speaking. And she could not make anything out in the darkness. What was going on?!

Then Anna heard a voice, "Aw, shoot! I'm sorry about that, sweetheart. I completely forgot about the alarm."

It was Jim's voice.

"Mmmmph?"

"Here, let me get that blindfold," he said.

Anna squinted as bright sunlight flooded her eyes. She was in bed. In her bed. The bed she shared with her husband Jim. Anna looked down at herself. Her entire body was covered from head to toe in tight leather. Her arms were laced into one of their many armbinders and her legs were held together with many leather straps.

"Happy birthday Anna," said Jim as he kissed her leather forehead.

Anna was stunned. She couldn't stop looking down at her leather-bound form. She felt the heat rising inside her and a dampness between her legs.

"Mmmph!" she screamed as Jim snapped the blindfold back into place.

"Hush, slave," said Jim, "I'll be busy in the kitchen for a while, so I've arranged some entertainment. You have my permission to cum. Have fun!"

Anna shuddered reflexively as the twin vibrators activated inside her. She had not noticed their presence before, but now she couldn't hope to ignore them. As if she would want to. Anna moaned through her gag as the vibrators went to work. They were set low. Just enough to tease her but not high enough to let her climax. Anna felt she could lie there forever, drifting away into subspace, as the twin plugs buzzed away.

Anna lay in her bondage-coma for what felt like hours. Time had no meaning in subspace. The only thing she had to let her know she was still alive were the vibrations that assaulted her body. She had loved the vibrations at first but they soon grew maddening. Sometimes they would creep slowly upward and Anna would twitch and thrash against her leather prison, but they would never let her cum. She wanted so badly to cum she felt as though she might explode!

Anna moaned with disappointment as the vibrations receded again, back down to their original levels. More than anything she wished her hands were free so she could play with herself. She wished Jim were here so he could play with her.

Suddenly the vibrations spiked, shooting up to the maximum level and staying there. Anna was overwhelmed. She rolled and bucked against the bed as the sudden intense orgasm washed over her like a breaking wave. She slumped on the bed as the vibrations went back down and then stopped entirely. Anna didn't mind. She had gotten what she wanted and she was satisfied...for now at least.

Anna blinked as Jim took the blindfold off again.

"Did you have a good time, slave?" he asked. Anna nodded vigorously.

"Good girl," he said. Anna noticed he was carrying a tray of breakfast in his other hand.

"I'm going to remove your gag now so you can eat, slave," said Jim, "But you absolutely must not talk. Talking will earn strict punishment. Understand?"

Anna giggled and nodded. Jim removed her gag and began to hand feed Anna her breakfast. Pancakes with cream and strawberries. Her favorite. Anna dutifully chewed and swallowed every bite, never uttering a word. Jim held a glass of orange juice to her lips and she drank from it greedily. As Jim wiped the cream from around her mouth, Anna decided she couldn't resist.

"Please Sir, I want some more," she said. Jim immediately forced the gag back into her mouth.

"Bad slave!" he said with obviously fake anger. It was clear he had been just as eager as Anna for a round of punishment, "No talking! Now you have to be punished!"

He hefted Anna up over his shoulder and carried her over to the spanking bench. He bent her over it and strapped her down tightly. He then brought out their favorite paddle and began giving Anna the spanking of a lifetime.

"Mmmmph!" Anna squealed. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her ass was assaulted by the thick leather paddle. It hurts so good! she thought. The paddling alone was causing Anna to experience a small wave of micro-orgasms.

Finally Jim stopped. He hung up the paddle.

"Well, that's enough punishment for now, slave," he said, "Time for your bath."

He picked Anna up again and she writhed playfully in his arms. She loved that he could do that, just lift her right off her feet and sling her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Jim always knew just the right way to manhandle her. She squealed as he squeezed her leather-covered ass.

Jim carried her into the bathroom and set her down on her feet. He removed the straps around her legs and began stripping her out of her leather suit. Anna groaned with disappointment. She liked her leather suit!

She yelped as Jim slapped her bare ass, "Hush, slave. You can play in the suit later. Right now you need a shower. You're a very dirty girl."

Anna heard the emphasis on the word "dirty" and realized Jim's plan. It seemed the fun was not over after all.

When Jim had stripped her down to her birthday suit he gently but firmly forced her to her knees, then bent her over so her forehead touched the floor and her butt stuck up in the air. He left her in that position as he gathered up the leather suit and restraints and began carefully folding them. Anna waggled her hips, inviting Jim to come over and use her, but he would not be distracted. Part of her wanted to stand up just to provoke another punishment, but Anna decided it would be more fun in the long run to play the part of the "good little slave-girl". So she remained where she was, obedient and submissive, like a good girl.

Finally Jim finished putting the leather bits away. He stripped off his own clothes and came back to Anna.

"Up you get, slave," he said. Anna rose obediently to her feet and clasped her hands behind her back. She giggled as Jim took her by the nipple and led her over to the shower. As he opened the sliding glass door Anna gasped in surprise.

"You like it, slave?" he asked, "I just had it installed."

Secured to the floor in the exact center of the shower was a stainless steel metal apparatus covered in rigid metal cuffs. It was clearly designed to hold and imprison a single person. Anna smiled. She had been wondering what that bolt-hole Jim had drilled into the floor of the shower was for. It seemed he had been planning this for a long time.

Jim led her inside the shower and made her straddle the metal frame. Anna yelped as the metal touched her thighs.

"What's wrong, slave?" Jim asked.

"It's cold, Sir!"

"You'll warm it up soon enough," he said as he forced her to bend over so she was on all fours.

Rigid cuffs snapped closed around Anna's knees, ankles, wrists, and elbows. A wide metal collar closed around her neck. Jim held a pump gag in front of her face and she parted her lips to receive it. He squeezed the hand pump over and over, making Anna's cheeks bulge out tremendously. Then Jim pressed a pair of swim goggles over her eyes. The goggles had no strap but were coated around the edges with waterproof spirit gum, making them stick fast to her face.

"Can't have any soap getting in those pretty eyes, can we slave?"

Anna sighed happily. Such a considerate Master I have. She struggled a bit to test her bonds but found them quite secure as well as surprisingly comfortable. It occurred to her that she was now in the perfect position for doggy style.

Unfortunately for her, it seemed that was not Jim's plan at the moment. He turned the knob to start the shower. Anna screamed as she was drenched in cold water.

"Oh quit your whining, slave," said Jim. Anna huffed in frustration. Let's see him get blasted with freezing water and say that! she thought.

Eventually the temperature crept up until it was comfortably hot and Jim stepped into the shower with her. He sprayed her down from head to foot with water until she was good and soaked, then turned the shower hose to the side. Anna felt shampoo being poured over her head. Her eyes fluttered closed and she sighed contentedly as he worked it into a fine lather. It was quite remarkable, Anna thought, how satisfying it was to feel his fingers working over her scalp. Almost like he was scratching an itch she never even knew she had. Finally Anna's hair was fully shampooed. Jim rinsed her head with the shower hose then turned the nozzle aside again.

A moment later Anna yelped as something thick and cold was poured over her back. The metal collar prevented her from turning to see what had touched her but from the smell it was obvious Jim had gotten into her bath gel. He began spreading the gel over her, rolling his hands gently across her back and down her limbs. Anna shivered gleefully as he spread the gel over her body. She arched her butt up in the air, silently begging him to take her now. But she knew he wouldn't. Not until she was good and clean. I am a duuurrty girl, after all! she thought, giggling to herself. His hands began to massage her breasts and she whimpered with pleasure. Her whimpers turned to moans as his left hand moved down between her legs. With his four fingers he rubbed at her pussy, and she jumped as his thumb snuck up from out of nowhere and began pressing against her asshole. Anna screwed up her eyes and bit down on her gag. She wanted to cum so badly but she knew she couldn't. Her Master had not given her permission yet. She began making short, sharp moans, trying desperately to signal to Jim that she was ready.

"Do you want to cum, slave?"

Anna nodded vigorously.

"You have my permission."

Anna gasped and screamed into her gag as she climaxed for the second time that day. She panted heavily as Jim rinsed the soap off her body with the shower hose, squirming as he let the spray linger twice as long on her crotch. When she was fully rinsed he left her there as he spent a few minutes attending to his own personal hygiene. When he was fully clean as well he knelt down in front of her face and gently yanked the foam ballgag out of her mouth.

"You know your duty, slave," he said huskily, his erect manhood staring her in the face, "Time to repay your Master for graciously allowing you to cum."

Anna knew what to do, and obediently parted her lips to receive her Master...