The cage suspense

Lena sat rigid in her chair, watching Victor curiously as he flowed through the room. She didn't dare ask any questions, for her inquiries would hint at distrust. On the contrary, Lena trusted Victor. He had been her Dom for years. As her Master, he knew every aspect of her desires and fears. He knew what limits to push her to safely and never ever overextended his reach with her. Though she served him as a loyal slave, her health and happiness was his foremost concern. She put herself in his hands completely and always enjoyed every minute of torturous rapture he bestowed upon her. 

“You washed.” Victor spoke in a commanding tone. 

Lena replied on reflex. “Yes, Master.” 

“Good, come.” He ordered her to stand at the center of the metal suspension frame she'd soon be yoked to. 

Lena did as instructed, standing rigidly at the center of the metal cube frame. She observed her Master closely as he retrieved tools from his many shelves. His expression remained enigmatic. She couldn't read him for any sign of deviant glee as he prepared for tonight's session. 

Every instrument Victor pulled from his erotic arsenal inspired countless heated thoughts in Lena’s head as she waited patiently as possible. She twitched and shifted as Victor turned his intense gaze upon her. An inkling of passion seeped from behind his eyes as he approached. Lena suppressed a swoon as his strong hand swiftly undid the buttons of her shirt and skirt, allowing the garments to pool at her feet.

Lena shivered as his fingertips grazed her skin, summoning goosebumps across her creamy mocha flesh, as much as she yearned for him to touch her most intimate parts. Victor never did. Instead, he palpated her throat and stomach, leaving a tingling rush surging through those areas. Her sex grew heated at his light touches and it amazed Lena how easily Victor could elicit such strong reactions in her with the slightest caresses. 

Taking his hands away, he retrieved a familiar black clamp from his tool set. A shaky sigh emitted from Lena as she instantly recognized the tool—her body reacted on its own accord. Already trained to react euphorically to Victor’s toys. 

“Settle,” Victor ordered. 

Lena stifled her excitement and stood stiffly as he approached once more. The clamp in his hands slid coldly across her flesh, titillating her as the cool trails bristled with excitement. Her eyes remained locked to Victor’s sharp gaze. The placidness of his face comforted her as he slowly pinched the clamp open and dragged it across one of her erect nipples. He allowed it to close softly around the rosy nub of flesh. Teasing her with the slight tension, Lena's body tingled and came alive at the inkling of discomfort. Her senses awakened, becoming hyper focused on every sensation. 

A breath of relief escaped Lena's lips, as her Master released the clamp, allowing it to squeeze down on her tender areola. The pain juxtaposed pleasure as Lena's body acclimated to the intense pressure on her breasts. 

“That's right, just relax,” Victor praised, flicking the clamp. 

“Yes Sir, thank you Sir,” Lena stammered as she trembled. 

Victor retrieved a second clamp, pinching it onto the bud of her other breast. Her breath hitched and grew into a soft pan as a sharp pleasure ripped through her. Anxiously, she watched Victor’s broad back as he turned to retrieve another piece of crucial gear. 

Her eyes lit up at the sight of what was in his hand. A leather gag with a phallic mouthpiece sat cradled in his palm. In his other hand he held a length of chain. 

“Open.” He instructed. 

Lena obediently obeyed, dropping her jaw for him. Her mouth salivated in anticipation of the smooth barrel of the cock shaped gag pressed into her gullet. Victor affixed it, strapping it snugly around her head as her teeth locked in place around it. Almost pacifier like Lena suckled at the false cock, soothing her surging lust as Victor continued. 

She watched her Master as he hooked the chain through a steel link in the gag, and then threaded it in through the steel rings of her nipple clamps. Pulling them tightly. The chain rattled and pulled at her tits each time her head shifted. She fought to stay still as the added weight on her reddening areolas doubled. 

Victor’s steely gaze never left her as he backed away and instructed, “On your hands and knees.” 

Lena obeyed, lowering herself to the floor, spreading herself for him as she crouched. Victor stepped behind her. She could sense his closeness and shivered as she felt his warmth hovering just over her bare anus. 

“Back up,” he uttered coldly again. 

Lena acted without protest but flinched as the tight clench of her anus pressed into something pointed and cold. Her mind’s eye summoned the image of the steel plug in her master’s hand. A hard smack on her bottom drew her focus back. Compelled by his direction, she leaned onto the object until the pressure of her tight rosebud gave way. The penetration was frigid and agonizing, at first, but the pain faded into enticing stimulation that relaxed her orifice. 

She could hear and feel Victor pour lubricant over her anus, allowing the object to penetrate her faster and more deeply. Lena’s moans were muffled by her gag, but a loud groan of satisfaction rumbled through her chest as the thick base of the plug popped past the tight entrance of her rectum. 

Victor gave her backside an appreciative pet, and then issued another order, “hands back.” 

Lena did so, leaning herself on her shoulders as she folded into herself to comply. Taking her wrists, he began to tie her arms behind her back. The satin rope bit pleasantly into her skin as more loops were weaved intricately along her legs and back. He braided each length with great care around her shoulders and over her torso, creating a corset of eye-catching knots. The last length went coiled around the rope, bounding her wrists and between her buttocks and thighs, pressing the anal plug deeper into her each time she shifted to find comfort. 

Her pussy grew wetter as the bite of the rope grated into her erogenous zones. Lena’s transformation was not complete just yet. The enigmatic Dom blindfolded her, barring her sight as he began his next phase. More rope was retrieved and added to the woven loops hugging her body. 

Lena sighed and moaned as she found herself suspended off the ground. Gravity pulled down on her limbs, tugging tight on her clamps and anal plug. Lena was robbed of any escape, caught firmly in Victor’s erotic cocoon. Each time she flinched or shuddered, the biting rope between her legs, and the solid bulb in her ass rocked more intensely into her. She did her best to hold still, but her body gave in to the agonizing pleasure, squirming and grinding against her restraints. 

Victor tutted and swatted her ass, drawing another sharp flinch from his slave. He could see her drooling around her gag. Thin strings of saliva webbed from her chin and dripped onto the floor beneath her. He knew she'd be soaked by now, and expectantly ran his fingers along the trench of her sex, teasing the ropes embedded there. His fingers tugged the strands from her cunt, placing them on either side of her fluffy vulva. 

His rough digits searched her folds finding her hot entrance. As expected, her slick sopping hole suckled at his fingertips, welcoming him in. Rewarding her, he slipped his fingers in, strumming at her core until she moaned freely into her gag. 

“You'll be a good slave and stay just like this until I return for you,” he ordered in a tone that crackled with lust for the first time. 

Lena answered with the greediness of her hungry pussy as it puckered at his thick fingers. Victor pumped his fingers into her cunt more roughly until her juices ran freely down his wrist. Thoroughly satisfied with his work, he finished his masterpiece with a large, studded dildo. A swollen knot at the base of it. Sliding it against her cunt, slicking it, he pushed the long invasive phallus into her pussy. Pinning it in place by tangling it in the strands of rope choking her hot pussy. Lena gasped and suckled at the phallus in her mouth. 

“Beautiful,” Victor hummed and said nothing else as he left Lena dangling, blinded, gagged and endlessly aroused.