Author's Note: Not a direct follo-on from the first part - this takes place a few days later


"Yes, Opal, I understand. You've got a bound man who loves being domminated and you can't just leave him because it's too good an oppertunity to miss. Don't worry about it. I'm not going to dominate our slave without you. I'll see you when you get back."

Ruby hung up the phone, turned to her slave and grinned. "She'll believe anything. My God, I hope she takes ages to come back."

Lance couldn't reply. Once again he was mummified, this time with black PVC plastic, with only his head and cock exposed. A ballgag was stuffed into his mouth. Ruby was wearing a daring little pink leather dress with a zip at the front and black stilletos. She had her hair loose and a whip in one hand. She approached Lance, saucily and stroked his member very gently with the ends of her whip. He twitched slightly and she laughed. "Oh, I just love making you squirm like this, Lance. I'm so much better at hardcore bondage and domination than Opal, aren't I?"

"Mph!" That was a yes and not just because her whip was poised to flog his cock if he answered wrong. He genuinly thought that she was a better domme than Opal.

"How sweet you are to say so," she cooed, bending her face near to his. Her tongue brushed his lips; he strained have her put it in his mouth but the ballgag was keeping him from doing so. She nibbled at his lips until he gave a frustrated moan; she laughed again and straightened up.

"Oh, Lance, did you know how much I loved PVC? You look so good in it; I just have to feel it on my pussy."

She climbed onto the bed and straddled his stomach. He felt the warmth of her pussy and wished that she would remove the plastic so he could feel it on his skin. Her pussy was slightly moist, he knew. She lenaed back, brought up her legs and very deliberately placed her heels upon his nipple. He twitched again as she began to apply the pressure.

"Oh, Lance, are you enjoying this?" she asked, circling his nipples with her heels, rather painfully.

"Mmm-mph!" he moaned with the pain.

"God, I love torturing your nipples. Did you know that, Lance?"

"Mph!"

"Do you like me doing it?"

"Mph!"

She removed her shoes and rocked forwards, swinging her legs to rest either side of his stomach as her face drew level with his. "Hmm!" she giggled, shifting her pussy slightly and running her nails up his body until he moaned with pleasure. "Let's have some more nipple play, shall we?"

She licked at the PVC over his left nipple. Lance felt himself becoming hard and his nipple erected more and more at her touch. He moved his head, wanting her to carry on. She pulled away. "Oh, it's no good; it's too thick. I'll have to set them free."

She reached for the scissors and pulled at the PVC, tugging his nipple in the process. It hurt but he didn't care; he rather liked the pain. She cut crude holes over his nipples and he felt the cool air brush them pleasurably. Ruby tossed the scissors to the floor and ressumed her task on his left nipple; she brushed her tongue back and forth and around the tip until it was hard and then she placed her mouth over it and began to suck, licking the tip again as she did so. It was her favourite trick for orally stimulating him.

He groaned in enjoyment and tosses his head from side to side; his cock was trembling to come but he wasn't allowed, unless she gave him permission. If he came without permission, she would put him in chastity for days and he didn't want that. So he tried to ignore the throbbing of his balls, but it was very difficult due to the fact that she was now nipping his nipple with her teeth. With her left hand, she stimulated his right nipple manually; massaging, squeezing and tugging it with her fingers and knuckles. He shuddered, again trying to resist from coming. Finally, she ceased and sat up.

"Oh, I could do that all day, given the chance," she said, running her hands across his chest, teasing him by avoiding his nipples. "And you've been very good in not coming before I say so, so you can come, as a treat."

"Mph-mph-mph-mph!" That was meant to be "Thank you mistress." She seemed to understand; she turned about, caught his cock gently and began to rub it until he came with a gasp. She smiled. "Oh, Lance, my pussy's drying out and you know what I need, don't you?"

"Mph!"

She rolled off him and reached for something. He turned his head to see; a candle. She lit it and then removed his ballgag. He took a gulp of air and then she straddled his face with her body facing away from him so that he was in full view of her ass. She pulled her dress up around her waist and shifted until she was comfortable. "You may begin, Lance."

Eagerly he began to lick her pussy; gently at first and then hard. She let out a sigh and he felt hot wax hit his nipples. He moaned but continued to brush her clit with his tongue, back, forth, up, down, circling her harder and harder and she kept on dripping the wax onto his nipples until suddenly she began to moan. "Back, back, there! Oh, keep on licking me, Lance! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!"

With a last moan that made her sound more as though she was in pain then pelasure, she leaned forwards and blew out the candle. "Oh, Lance, you're so good at that. You know just how I like it."

She caught her breath and moved away from him, replacing the ballgag. He sighed in frustration; he wished she'd let him use his mouth more. Ruby straightened her dress, picked up her whip and turned to him. "Let's get you hard for me again, Lance."

After he had been whipped all over to submission, his cock was hard again. Ruby unzipped her dress and let him survey her naked body for a few seconds before she lowered herslf onto his cock and placed a blindfold on him. "There we go; I do love it when you can't see. You look so helpless and it gets me so turned on for you."

She was beginning to pound at him with her hungry pussy. "God, I can do this to you and so much more without that sissy Opal butting in, wanting a turn! Is it so wrong to want you all to myself, Lance? Is it?"

"Mph! Mph!"

"I know, right? If there was some way I could ditch her I would. Still, let's not talk about her." She rocked forwards; her cool fingers dug into his shoulders as she pumped away on him. "I've a deal for you, Lance. If you can make me come to my satisfaction, I'll do that thing I know you secretly love me doing to you. But if you don't, I'll do something you hate, like put you in chastity or use a strapon on you or something. Is that fair, do you think?"

"Mph!"

"I'm glad you think so. Well, Lance, your cock is doing a good job so far. But something's not quite right; I'm not turned on enough." She reached for the scissors and began to cut at the PVC across his body until she tore it back and his torso was entirely exposed. "That's better; I can see your nippled properly now." She put her hand son his stomach and began to pull herself forwards as she pumped. "Oh, Lance! God! Is it any wonder I want you all to myself! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! Oh!"

He froze slightly. She had come and he had followed, but she seemed slightly bewildered. Had he failed to satisfy her? Oh, God, was he in for chastity?

"Mmm!" she sighed. "Oh, well done, Lance, that was so good. You've earned your reward."

He sighed, and soon she was straddling his chest, again facing away from him, whilst she ran a vibrator up and down his cock and balls as well as rubbing and sucking them until he came.

"Oh, Lance, I'm so good at that, aren't I?"

"Mph!"

"Come on, we've still time for another fuck yet..."