The Descent
  • Author - Switchjack
  • Rating -   
  • Site Rank - 1907 of 2955
  • Story Codes - F-m, consensual, bondage
  • Post Date - 9/23/2014

Author's Note: Sorry about formatting, I actually typed this up on my phone during a particularly boring lecture.


I was blindfolded. On my knees with my hands bound behind my back, tied on a short rope to some hook that was sunk into the cold concrete floor just behind my ass. I had been in this stuck here for probably half an hour, but it felt like much longer. The ball gag had been thrust into my mouth roughly ten minutes ago. My heart has been pounding ever since, and it missed a beat when I heard her heels clicking on the floor.

Ashley, until the other night, was a stranger to me. A friend of a friend of a friend. I met her when she came over for movie at my apartment. Of the 6 people there, she was of the least interest to me. With 4 very close friends and one girl I was trying to get closer to, she had plenty of competition, but that didn't mean she didn't put up a fight. She was more or less exactly my type. Slightly petite, long smooth brown hair, moderate beasts and a well shaped ass. A younger, more bold me would have been all over her. But I decided to ignore her because I had already put in quite a bit of effort to get with the other girl at the party. And I did succeed into ignoring her, until everyone left. She told me she was too tired to make it home so I offered my couch to her. Somewhere in my mind I was thinking about how this beautiful woman was asking to sleep in my apartment, but I was too tired to try anything. So I took a quick shower and got ready for bed, but as it often does, horniness hit me like a brick wall. Without further to do my pants were off and I was sitting in front of my monitor with my favorite femdom porn going. I wasn't a total idiot about it, I wore headphones but it wasn't until it was too late that I realized I had forgotten to lock my bedroom door. I was getting pretty close to finishing when I heard a noise coming from outside my headphones, but I was too close to stop so I ignored it. A few seconds later I heard another, louder noise so I turned around to face my door, where she was standing. In the heat of the moment I attempted to turn off my monitor, computer, and put my pants on all at the same time. All I succeeded in doing was falling backwards in my chair. While a sat in my now sideways office chair I attempted to come up with a decent excuse "I was just... Sorry I didn't think you would..." but I stopped when I noticed her face. She was smiling. A sly smile, one that no doubt meant one thing, she was turned on. I continued to blurt out syllables as she walked towards me with her eyes and between myself and the computer screen. She crouched down next to me, half leaning over me with her eyes staring at the screen. Her hand slowly slid up my inner thigh.

"You know, this video is one of my favorites. " she said.

I was dumbstruck, it must have taken ten seconds to manage saying, "Really?"

She leaned over me a little further and stared into my eyes. She spoke to me in a hushed voice" mhmm, i must've watched it a dozen times. Between the lingerie, bondage, and how good of a pet her sub is, how could I not?"

I couldn't even manage to make a sound. My face must have been bright red. I suddenly realized that I was doing nothing to cover my dick so I tried to slowly slide my hand over it. But she was ready.

She quickly moved her hand up my thigh and grabbed my cock at the root. She said "When I leave tomorrow i want you to come with me."

"what?" again, all I could manage.

She started slowly stroking my dick as she talked, "do you want to be treated like the sub in this video?"

I quickly nodded.

She suddenly let go of my cock, "is that how you're supposed to address me?"

It only took me a second, "no mistress."

"good boy," she whispered as she start to slowly stroke me again. "now, do you have any rope?"

"yes mistress."

"good, get it for me. "

I sprang up and quickly walked to my closet, trying not to seem to eager. I grabbed my box full of all the kinky items I had collected over the years, gags, ropes, cuffs, even a few anal toys. I set it outside the closet and pulled out all of my rope.

" now lay down on your back," she commanded.

I layed down on the bed with my arms tight at my side and my legs in a similar manner. I made sure not to put up a fight as she dragged my legs apart and it became apart she was going to tie me spread eagle. After the legs were done, she straddled my waste with her pussy hovering over my cock. As she leaned over to tie my hands, she started to slowly grind on me. I strained upward in an attempt to get as much contact as possible, in response she increased her pace. When she finished binding me she layed her body down on mine and continued her grinding with a renewed vigor. I let out an unintentional moan to which she replied with a firm hand over my mouth. Her breathing started to get heavier. A few light moans here and there.

Between short breathes she said "you're not allowed to cum with out my permission," as she sped up and tightened her grip over mouth.

I replied with a muffled "yes mistress".

My moans started to become more frequently as I got more and more into it. It was when I had nearly lost myself in the act that she raised her we half off of me. There were a few muffled moans and useless thrusts from my side, but she was stone cold. Hand still over mouth she leaned into me and kissed the back of her hand and said "now get some sleep, you've got a big day ahead of you tomorrow." and she left. I didn't get any sleep.

The next day we went to Ashley's place, which turned out to be a decently sized house, it looked nice, at least from what I saw. The moment we got out of her car she put a blindfold on me. As soon as we stepped inside she instructed me to strip. And shortly after she led me down a flight of stairs into what I can only assume was the basement. And there she left me, on my knees bound and shortly thereafter gagged.

She walked in with authority echoing off of every click of her heels. The power rhythm of her step stopped just behind. I tried to look behind myself, despite the blindfold. I felt a small, cold piece of leather run up my side. A crop. She softly ran it up and down every inch of my body, except for my cock and balls, which she seemed to come closer to every time she passed by.

She gave my ass a few firm pants before she crouched down behind with her mouth close behind my left ear and one hand reaching around to my lower stomach and the other grabbing my chin and pulling it upwards. Her supple leather gloves were cool to the touch.

"now before we go any further," she whispered into my ear as she started to toy with my cock, "I have something to offer you." she draped what felt like a short leather belt over my should. A collar. "if you want me to take you as my slave, you must accept this collar." as she continued she removed my ball gag, "whenever you wear it, you're mine. Your mouth, your ass, your cock, all of it is mine. You will be obedient to me until the day I remove it. Is that what you want?"

My mind raced. Had I gotten myself in too deep? What is she going to do with me? But because I knew I would regret saying no for the rest of my life I said, "yes mistress, I want that more than anything."

She put the gag back in and strapped it in place," good boy. " she moved back from me a bit and out the collar around my neck. Moments later it was tightened and a faint click told me that it was too late to turn back.





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