Author's Note: Just a little something for those folks separated by this virus.


Melanie was frustrated, bored, annoyed and anxious. Going to college across the country from her Master, he visited when he could, but thanks to this stupid pandemic, she had been stuck at her apartment for weeks now and her Master was stuck 2,000 miles away! She couldn't go out, had to finish the semester online and thanks to the new clit shield her Master had put on, she couldn't masturbate to relieve her sexual tension!

Her Master had visited three weekends ago and had made her come more times than she could count. By Sunday afternoon when he was to fly back to their home, she was a limp mess, covered in stripes, bruises and semen. He had placed this new "toy" on her; a shield that used her piercings to cover her clit. The basis was a recent development of his company and used electronic signals through the skin to dampen pain. In this case, it numbed the nerves around her clit so it wouldn't allow her enough sensation to come. He didn't let her clean up when she drove him to the airport, wearing a scandalously short skirt, tight, white t-shirt and 6" heels. She knew the cane marks on her thighs were visible and with no bra or panties, her pierced nipples showed through the shirt and she flashed her well spanked ass and pussy getting in and out of the car!

His last words as he left her at the curb were, "Behave Little One. No orgasms until I come back next weekend. After finals your semester is over and I've put in for a month's leave. We'll spend it somewhere there are umbrellas in the drinks and clothing isn't required!" He grabbed her tit and ass as he kissed her goodbye and waved as he went into the terminal.

And now this stupid virus! She had passed all her finals with excellent grades; no reason for Master to punish her for not studying! But now she was stuck. She couldn't go to him and he couldn't come to her. And her Master was susceptible when it came to the virus. A soldier in Afghanistan, even though wounded and burned he pulled his teammates from their burning truck. He had earned a Silver Star, a Purple Heart, a medical discharge from the Army and long term health issues from the smoke and burns. But he believed in the phrase made famous in a movie; "Improvise, Adapt and Overcome!" He now worked for a Veteran friendly prosthetics company as an engineer and was able to work from home until the pandemic was over, but Melanie had stood up to him on this and forbid him from leaving the house! He was a bit of a recluse anyway and could get anything he needed delivered.

They video chatted and she put on shows for him, naked, deep throating dildoes, pinching, slapping and abusing herself with "cumslut" and "abuse me" written on her chest. She sent him videos of her forcing a 10" dildo down her throat while raping her ass with another dildo he had given her. After edging for three weeks, she was so horny she couldn't concentrate, but none of that got her off. The shield wouldn't let her.

Then the packages arrived. The delivery guy was wearing a mask and kept his distance after ringing the bell, but insisted on taking her photo when she answered the door "for proof of delivery" he said, but the gorgeous blonde in heels, a skin tight tank top and mini skirt (Master's rules for when she's home) may have had something to do with that "requirement". It wasn't until after he left she realized that "cumslut" was still visible written across her boobs.

The return address on the boxes was Master's home address. Opening the first box, she found a thick instruction manual for the contents. A USB thumb drive and a blue tooth "dongle" were taped to the first page. Looking at the instructions, Melanie realized her Master had sent her a remote control bondage kit!

Next out of a box was a Sybian. There were several rings mounted around it to secure her to the machine. There was a wheeled metal stand with a rotating head and arm and an attachment for a strap, cane, flogger or paddle; all included. Then a set of beautiful, burgundy soft leather wrist and ankle cuffs with electronic locks. There was a matching burgundy leather corset with half cups for her breasts, high heel boots, hood, collar, dildo gag and a wicked looking set of nipple clamps on a chain. A burgundy leather chastity belt with two small dildoes was included. Everything had the electronic locks. The last items in the box looked like 6 retractable leashes; clips on sturdy nylon straps that rolled up into a box. Each one had another strap so it could be secured to something. There were also several Wi-Fi connected video cameras and a bag containing a set of wires, and a control box which had a USB connection and a power cord.

Eager to find out more about his gift, Melanie pulled up Master in a video chat window.

"I see you wasted no time Little One. Do you like your new toys?"

"Yes Sir! I can't wait to try them!"

"Well you'll have to wait a little while longer. I'm working and don't have time to abuse you the way you deserve right now. You can set everything up this afternoon according to the instructions. Then plug the thumb drive in at 1900 your time and we'll see how this stuff works!"

"Yes Sir. See you tonight!" And Master clicked off.

Melanie spent the next couple of hours reading the instructions and setting up the equipment accordingly. The "retractable leash" looking boxes fit onto the 4 corners of her bed and the two extra boxes were mounted halfway down each side. Pillows could be piled in the middle of the bed to raise her hips when she was to be restrained there. Two of the cameras were placed with a view of the bed.

The Sybian was mounted to her desk chair. Once seated, more retractable straps could restrain her legs to it and another strap came up the back of her chair to attach to her collar. The "auto-whip" stand was set beside her chair with a flogger mounted on the arm. Two more cameras were mounted in the room with views of the chair.

After a light dinner, Melanie dressed. She slipped on the burgundy high heel boots, corset, cuffs and collar and placed the other items within reach of the chair. A squirt of lube and the chastity belt's two dildoes nestled into their respective openings. As she settled onto the seat, the Sybian's hump touched a metal plate on the chastity belt, just over her clit shield. Her legs were bent back and secured and the strap at the back secured loosely to her collar. Another strap dangled from the back of her collar to the middle of Melanie's back. At the last minute, she clipped the nipple clamps on and connected the chain to her collar. Her first observation had been correct. They were "wicked"! As the clock on the laptop changed to 1900, Melanie plugged the thumb drive in and once again, her Master's face appeared in a video chat window.

"Good evening Little One!" I see you have followed the instructions. What do you think of it so far?"

"Oh Master! I love it. The nipple clamps are a little tight though!"

"Okay, hold on. Plug the blue tooth dongle in."

After she did, Melanie saw him do something with his keyboard and the clamps tightened slightly.

"That better?"

Knowing when to quit, Melanie gasped; "Yes Master!"

"I thought so. As you might have guessed, I can control your bondage remotely. As a safety, if the power goes out or we lose our internet connection for more than a minute, the restraints unlock. Are you ready?"

"Yes Master!"

"Put on your gag, hood, and blindfold and then clip your wrists to the strap behind your back." He waited patiently for her to accomplish her tasks.

Once completely restrained, Melanie realized she could not see, hear or speak! Suddenly, she could see and hear Master through a video screen and ear buds hidden in the hood.

"Everything okay in there? Just nod."

Melanie nodded.

Her view toggled to the room, then back to Master.

"I can let you see and hear normally, just see and hear me through my video hookup or turn off either sense at will."

Melanie suddenly went deaf, then blind, and then Master was back on screen.

"Are you doing okay so far?" Melanie nodded again.

"I'll walk you through the capabilities of this rig. I've incorporated a lot of our newest technology into it, so I think you'll be surprised!"

The strap holding her arms behind her started to tighten and didn't stop until her wrists were pulled up between her shoulder blades. The corset started to constrict, taking in her waist another three inches. The straps around her breasts constricted, causing them to balloon from her chest. The strap connected to the back of her collar tightened, holding her back against the seat. The cable from her collar to the nipple clips shortened, putting tension on her nipples. Both dildoes started to vibrate, then grow in length and width. They moved in and out together, then alternatively. Then, as Melanie was getting close to screaming in frustration; they stopped. Then the gag did the same thing. All three started random penetrations and suddenly stopped. Then started again and just as Melanie thought it might be possible to have an orgasm, it all stopped.

"Look to your right. You'll see the auto-whip do its thing."

As Melanie turned her head she saw the arm swing and the flogger struck her squarely across both nipples. She jumped, or at least tried to, but the tight bondage kept her in place.

"Unfortunately, the rest of your bondage blocks so many other whippable areas, but we can work on that later in phase II."

The flogger hit her again, just below the previous stripes.

"Now we'll test the more, shall we say, interesting aspects of our new toys. First, we'll check every electrode."

With that, a series of shocks hit Melanie in the ass, pussy, clit, nipples. Then all of them at once shocked her causing Melanie to jump and scream into her gag, but very little noise was heard outside her helmet. The dildo in her pussy started to swell. In her view screen she could see her Master start to move his hips back and forth; the dildo in her pussy matching his strokes. After a minute of that, the pussy dildo stopped fully inserted and the ass dildo started. Again, it matched Master's strokes. Then the dildo gag did the same; matching him stroke for stroke and tickling her gag reflex. Lastly, all three stroked together, her Master fucking all three holes simultaneously and Melanie was getting dangerously close to coming.

Master said; "You have permission to come, Little One."

The sensations flooded over Melanie, just as she was reaching the point of no return, the whip hit her breasts several times, driving Melanie over the edge. Her vision went blank as her eyes rolled up into her head. Her Master's stroking continued, elongating her orgasm for several minutes, until she was overloaded with sensation and collapsed.

When Melanie recovered, everything was turned off and all her arms and legs had been released. "We don't want to overdo it now do we?" her Master told her. "Take off your hood, gag and blindfold and get yourself some juice and we'll talk for a while!"

Melanie got up, her legs weak from the bondage and the overwhelming orgasm she had. Glancing at the clock, she realized she had been restrained for almost two hours! The nipple clips had relaxed some, but as she walked, the bounce of her breasts pulled on them, causing a warm glow in her pussy.

After getting some refreshments, she returned to her computer and they talked for an hour. Master finally said; "I've got to work in the morning, so trying out the rest of your new toys will have to wait for tomorrow night! Good night Little One, sleep well and I love you!"

"I love you too Master! Stay safe!"

Melanie finished her juice, cleaned up the toys that had been used and then prepared for bed. The Sybian wouldn't unlock from her desk chair, so she'd have to sit on it anytime she needed to use her computer. Realizing she needed a shower, she tried to remove the cuffs, collar, chastity belt, corset and boots. Still locked! Oh, well, it's not like she was going anywhere! She'd message Master in the morning. Meanwhile, she would have to sleep in them.

Lying in bed, Melanie was still horny and decided to get off one more time before going to sleep. That's when she discovered a new feature of the clit shield; anytime she started rubbing that area, it shocked her! Tired, smelly and still horny, Melanie slept fitfully that night.

She messaged Master in the morning, but all she got back was a short "No time, you'll have to wait", so she guessed she was stuck in the outfit all day. Melanie had gotten books she needed for the next semester online and spent the day getting ahead on her reading. Several times during the day school mate's video chatted and she had to quickly grab a robe to cover the cuffs, corset and collar. Just after five she got a message to be ready at seven.

Promptly at seven, Master appeared on her goggles. Melanie already had secured her legs and put on the nipple clips, hood, gag and goggles. Master instructed her to secure her arms. The nipple clips' cable shortened, pulling her breasts up and the whip struck her breasts a dozen times. Just after each strike, her clit was shocked.

"That's for trying to masturbate without permission last night. Your clit shield has been downloading some new features and reporting attempts to rub yourself is one of them. All your toys have learning programs and once we've been through a couple of sequences, I won't even need to participate. I can program your sessions and just sit back and watch."

Melanie wasn't sure she like this idea, but what Master wanted, he got.

"We'll try your other restraints tonight." Melanie felt her legs and wrists unlock. "Go into your bedroom and connect the straps."

Stacking some pillows on the middle of the bed, Melanie lay down and connected the 6 straps. As she relaxed, all of them suddenly retracted, pulling her into a tight spread-eagle. She heard a noise and saw the auto-whip roll into the room and position itself beside the bed. The flogger that it wielded the night before still attached.

"Uh-oh! I guess maybe I should have laid face down!" was Melanie's first thought.

Master went through the "testing" of the various attachments, giving Melanie impalement by the three dildoes probing her holes, sharp shocks to nipples, clit, vagina and asshole and the clit shield vibrating her. Her vision and hearing went dark and as the two lower dildoes were starting to bring Melanie to an orgasm, the flogger rapidly attacked her breasts with a series of impacts.

Melanie tried to bring her arms down to protect her erect nubs held by the clamps, but the straps holding her to the bed were too tight and all she managed to do was wiggle a couple of fingers and toes. The next couple of hours were interspersed with Master nearly bringing her off and then getting interrupted by the flogger striking her breasts, lower belly or thighs.

Finally, the view screen and ear buds came back on.

"Well Little One, I've got to get up early for a video conference. I'll leave you now. Have a good night!"

And with those words, her vision and hearing were lost again and the shocks, vibrations and pistoning dildoes continued. Melanie fell asleep at some point, but the flogger and shocks woke her frequently during the night. Early the next morning Master reappeared and said; "Ooops! I forgot to release you, didn't I? I hope you slept well. Have a good day Little One!"

This time when he signed off, all the locks released and Melanie was able to get out of the bondage and restrictive clothing. Her joints were stiff as she slowly went to the bathroom and then the kitchen. She was a smelly, disheveled mess, but needed some time to recover before finally taking a shower!

Melanie spent the rest of the day trying to study and napping, but the fire in her pussy was too distracting!

That next night was similar to the first. The intense sexual sensations from the dildoes in her holes, the vibration of her clit shield and the tightness of her bondage were interspersed by shocks to nipples and clit and the whip striking her breasts. The nipple clips kept changing length, giving the whip multiple targets.

Master was slower this time, stretching out the session for hours. He would get Melanie to the brink and ease off, causing her to lose the pending orgasm. Finally, the dildoes increased speed, the shocks became more of a tickle and as Melanie neared coming, he showed her new feature of the helmet; suddenly Melanie couldn't breathe. The gag dildo stretched full length into her throat and the holes below her nostrils closed, sealing off any air. Nearing a minute without a breath, she came so hard Master was worried she might turn over the chair. As her orgasm started, she could breathe again. The sudden rush of oxygen fed the orgasm and again, Melanie sub-spaced.

When she established some sense of composure, Master said; "I don't think we'll do that too often. You've been nearly catatonic for 15 minutes!"

Melanie got some refreshments and they talked again for a while, but she was having a hard time staying awake and Master suggested they call it a night.

"Good night Little One. I love you!"

"Goodnight Master, I love you too!"

The next couple of months were a blur to Melanie. During the days she studied and took some online summer courses she needed for college. Nights and weekends were spent being slave to her Master. The world was starting to look up and the virus was dying out.

New toys arrived and were tried. Melanie almost broke down when he sent "Rex" from Bad Dragon with instructions to put it in her ass to the knot and wear it all weekend.

Melanie had spent Friday afternoon getting ready; shower, shave everything, and an enema. She knew Master was working, but could watch through the cameras he'd sent, so she put on her highest heels, stockings and corset and set Rex up on a wooden chair in her bedroom.

After putting a liberal coat of lube on Rex, she started putting him in her ass, trying to ease down onto the chair. After an hour of trying, Melanie couldn't get past the knot. She was sitting in the chair, Rex almost all the way up her ass and crying because she was failing. She knew that Master would not have given her this task if he didn't know she could do it, but every time she tried, the pain got the best of her and she pulled back. Then her phone rang.

"What's wrong Little One?"

"I can't do it Master! Every time I try it hurts too bad and I chicken out! I'm sorry Master! I'm ashamed! I failed you." Melanie burst out in tears again.

"Calm down Little One, you haven't failed until you give up. See if this helps. Start masturbating. Rub your cunt with one hand and massage and pinch your breasts with the other. Tell me when you are ready to come."

Her clit shield started to vibrate and Melanie, already excited from the penetration of her ass, was soon moaning and nearing orgasm. Without conscious thought, she started fucking the dildo mounted to the chair as she got hotter. She stroked harder and farther each time as her left hand pumped her pussy and her right massaged her breasts. Melanie was beyond thinking of anything but the burn in her pussy and tits and was just ready to come when Master said, "All the way in. Now!"

The clit shield shocked her as Melanie did as he commanded and slammed her ass down on the chair, forcing the knot past her sphincter and that pain drove her over the edge. She clutched her pussy and pinched her nipple as it all overtook her mind. Her toes curled and her whole body shook from the sensation.

It was a couple of minutes later when Melanie was able to think and that's when she realized she had done it! She gave a big grin toward one of the cameras and sucked her juices off her hand.

"Before you get uppity Little One, remember, it's gotta come out too! Now tie yourself into a crotch rope so there are no accidents this weekend."

Melanie gave a fake pout at the camera and stood on shaky legs. Doubling a rope, she wrapped it around her waist, fed the ends through the loop and down through her crotch. One loop on each side of the clit shield, around the base of Rex and then tied back to the crotch rope. She felt the shield numb her clit, so no more orgasms!

The long dog cock shaped dildo felt odd so far in her ass, but Melanie soon realized it was stimulating her whenever she moved. For coming without permission, Melanie spent Friday night tied face down on her bed with the auto-whip caning her at random all night long. A very groggy slave girl appeared on Master's video feed Saturday morning.

"I think some exercise this morning will wake you up! After your yoga and Tai Chi, why don't you go for a run? Two miles should do it; down to the bridge and back should be about right. And a mask will cover the ball gag you'll be wearing! And why don't you wear those nice tight shorts and tank top. Wouldn't want to get a good bra all sweaty either. You don't need it."

Melanie disagreed with that sentiment, but knew better than to argue! But those shorts would not only show the crotch rope, but the dildo's base! And two miles of jogging without a bra would make her nipples raw!

Yoga and Tai Chi with the 9" dildo in her ass was.....interesting. The two mile run however, was torture. Between the discomfort in her ass, the rope abrading her pussy and her nipples rubbing her shirt, and the gag restricting her breathing, Melanie barely made it. The only reason she kept running was the knowledge that Master tracked her phone and would know if she cheated. After Melanie had a piece of toast and some juice for breakfast, Master revealed the next activity for the day.

"German classes and a test! But I'm caught up on school work!"

"This will teach you to concentrate better. You know your mind wanders when you have difficult tasks. Two hours of German lessons, then a test on how much you retain. Then two more hours and another test. One stroke with a cane on the pussy and one stroke on the clit with the crop for every missed question on the exams. That should make you concentrate!"

Melanie made a pouty face to the camera on her laptop but said, "Yes, sir."

So Melanie secured herself to her chair with a mounted dildo in her pussy and Rex in her ass and started the class Master had signed her up for. She had put on her boots, corset, collar and nipple clamps also. Five minutes into the lesson, the dildo and Sybian started a slow vibration. Soon it was starting to get distracting, and Melanie lost focus several times, but managed to make it through. Then the test. A 72! Master was NOT going to be happy.

Then the next lesson started without a break. Now she needed to pee, the vibrations were driving her crazy and she needed to think in German. The words sounded so rough and dominant! Melanie lost track several times and knew she was in trouble.

Then the test started and the vibrator went to high, the nipple clamps tightened and that damn dildo in her ass was starting to become uncomfortable! Melanie did her best to ignore all the distractions. This test included material from the first lesson plus what it added in the second. With some of the material already covered, she did better; an 84. So a total of 44 strokes each on the pussy and clit was to be her punishment. This was going to be rough if Master insisted on all of them at once. After six hours sitting there, studying and being tested on German while being vibrated and tortured, Melanie was released.

Master gave Melanie some time to clean up, eat and drink, and then it was time for the next game in her weekend. She reconfigured the straps on her bed and was soon standing at the foot of her bed facing the headboard, legs wide and arms crossed behind her back and strapped to the bottom of the same post her ankles were, but on opposite sides. She had on the nipple clips, gag and hood now also. Another of the straps connected her nipple clips to the middle of the bed's baseboard, but for now was slack enough she could stand upright.

Her sight blacked out and then came back on showing videos Master had recorded during the months they had been isolated but he had still controlled her. Her clit shield started vibrating and seeing herself in bondage and forced to orgasm over and over for the past few months soon had Melanie moving her hips trying to get enough friction for an orgasm, but to no avail.

She lost track of time. Melanie felt like she was in suspended animation. So exhausted and horny she could scream. She had been so near an orgasm for what seemed like days and if she had not been gagged she would have been begging and promising Master she would do anything, endure any pain, take any punishment, submit to any humiliation, just for an orgasm. She tried to say as much through the gag, but indistinct mumbling was all that came out. Her mind was too far gone for coherent speech anyway.

She was also oblivious to her front door opening, luggage eased to the floor, to quiet footsteps coming into her bedroom, the silent removal of clothes. He saw her standing there, trembling with her need. Using a cell phone app, he shortened the strap attached to her nipple clips, bending Melanie at the waist until her face was touching the bed. Bending tightened her arms, putting a strain on her shoulders, but the tension only heightened her arousal. She was pretty sure a slight breeze on her clit would cause a tsunami like orgasm that could last for days.

The observer, now naked, pulled out a feather and bent down behind Melanie. A very light stroke down each pussy lip caused her muscles to clench.

What was that? A fly? Mosquito? Whatever it was, if it kept that up she was going to come! There it was again. Slightly stronger this time. Master's voice in her ear buds said, "You may come when you are ready Little One." Then the feather went down her lips, up and down the inside of her thighs and across the base of her buttocks. That was enough.

As Melanie's orgasm started, a long, hard cock penetrated her pussy from behind. The fullness of the dildo in her ass and the cock in her pussy was more than she could bear. She had no thought about who was fucking her, she only cared that she was getting fucked hard by a real cock.

Melanie collapsed on to the bed, muscles quaking, legs quivering, and her mind leaving behind nothing but sensations of hard cock, filled ass and complete submission. She never felt the bonds release or her unseen Master removing her clothing, hood or the dildo in her ass, or the warmth of the bath she soaked in. The mother of all orgasms left her limp and she went to sleep.

The smell of bacon cooking woke Melanie the next morning. A familiar masculine smell was on the pillow next to hers. She picked up the collar and cuffs from where they had been dropped and put them back on and went into the kitchen otherwise naked.

Master stood there in a t-shirt and sweats flipping pancakes and frying bacon. The coffee pot was just finishing brewing. Melanie dropped to the floor and knelt with knees wide and arms behind her back. Master saw her and motioned for her to come to him.

"You may speak, Little One."

Keeping her head down, Melanie said: "Master! I'm so glad to see you here, but what about the virus? It would kill me for you to get sick!"

"No worries there Little One. New infections are way down and our company developed a new face mask; more comfortable, nearly 100% effective and I volunteered to test it coming here before it was released. You've not been around anyone else and neither have I, so I'm about as safe as I can get right now. I'm off for a couple of weeks and I think someone is due some punishments later. Now up in your chair. Who wants pancakes?"