I Heard a Rumor - Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

I Heard a Rumor - Pt. 01

... again. All you have to do is say yes."

With that, she kissed my ear and gently caressed my hair and face.

My answer was resolute.

"I would love to be your slave for the weekend," I stated, almost drained of energy by the anticipation of what would come next.

With this, she resumed her intense kissing, clearly happy with my concurrence.

"What's next?" I asked, but she put her finger to my lips.

"Oh, you're not allowed to say anything unless I tell you to. That reminds me, it's time for you to see what's in the other bag," she said as she fidgeted with the satchel until it opened. "Oh, this is going to look great!"

With that, she produced a leather gag for me to wear. It was also black with red trim, and it laced in the back, making it form fitting and tight.

"Open up!" she instructed.

When I opened my mouth, she quickly inserted the gag. The gag fit the inside profile of my mouth, with spaces that held my tongue and jaws in place. There was no way to utter a word. She laced it tightly.

"I love this kind of gag. Don't even try to say anything. You won't be able to formulate any words, and you'll barely make any sound, even if you yell!"

She seemed almost flushed at the sight of me tied and gagged.

"Here's what we're going to do. I'm going to disconnect your wrist restraints from each other and you're going to go into the bathroom, where you will find a small package. It contains more things for you to wear. I purchased them for you last ...

... night. You will put them on, and then you will return to me and follow my instructions. OK?"

I nodded in compliance.

In the bathroom I found the small package. It was clear that whatever I would be wearing, it wouldn't be much. Sure enough, inside the package was a man's black, thin soft leather bikini with, of course, red trim. The sides of the bikini were open, with a one inch gap connected by laces which had to be tightened in order to wear it. The bikini was my size. It was very revealing, but it fit. There was also something else in the package. It was a matching leather blindfold. It had a triangular opening for your nose, which would allow the blindfold to be worn tightly on your face with no leaks that would allow you to see out.

From outside the bathroom I heard Cassie's command, "Put them both on, put them on tight, and then come to me!"

I complied, putting on the bikini and blindfold, pretty tightly. Then I guided myself, blindfolded, through the doorway.

"Much better!" she proclaimed, as I appeared in my new slave uniform.

She led me forward, and then placed herself in front of me. With my arms around her, I could feel that she still wore only her slick underwear.

"I'm going to have to get things ready for you," she said, almost gleefully. "In the meantime, I can't have my slave just standing around like this."

She left the room, but quickly returned. I felt her buckle a thick leather posture collar onto me. Then, she led me a short distance and ...