An unexpected surprise for the birthday slave

“An unexpected surprise for the birthday slave” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by Mistress Moriah.

He entered the front door at a brisk pace after a busy day at work. He had planned to leave work a little earlier that morning, but the hustle and bustle at work had prevented him from doing so. His Domina had indicated that she wanted to have dinner with him that evening. Of course, he didn’t want to disappoint her, especially on a day like today. He glanced at the clock; if he hurried a little, he would still be able to get ready in time.

She came into the hallway. “You’re late.” He nodded. He wondered what her punishment would be. But nothing happened. “Go take a quick shower,” was all she said. Then she turned around and walked out of the hallway.

Dining out

Naturally, he immediately complied with her request. It was not often that they went out to dinner together at her request. Usually, she would go out to dinner with some friends, and he would drive her there and pick her up again at the end of the evening. However, dining with him did not occur frequently.

The moment he left the bathroom naked to get dressed, she suddenly stood behind him. She had something in her hands, but he didn’t immediately see what it was. In the bedroom, he quickly found out when she unexpectedly attached the handcuffs to the bar in the wall, which she had asked for weeks ago and he never knew exactly what she wanted to do with them. But after all, it was not up to him to ask questions about this or to question the orders of his Domina. “To hang clothes on,” had been her explanation at the time. Of course, he had been satisfied with that. It had also sounded very plausible.

Roll of black foil

She secured him with his hands above his head. He looked at her strangely. “Aren’t we going to be late for dinner?” he asked her, slightly innocently. She just laughed. Handcuffs weren’t enough for her, so she grabbed a large roll of black plastic wrap. In no time, she had wrapped his body in the sweltering plastic. It was tight around him, making any movement impossible. She even wrapped his arms, leaving only his head free. She still didn’t seem satisfied, because soon after she came back into the room, this time with a gag.

All that could come out of his mouth was drool and unintelligible grunts. She also blindfolded him. However, a small slit allowed light to enter, enabling him to perceive something of his surroundings. He wondered for a moment if she had done this deliberately, but the gag made it impossible for him to ask. And even if the gag had not been in place, it would not have been appropriate to ask.

Silence in the house

Suddenly, the lights went out and he heard his Domina leave the room. The house fell silent. Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like minutes, causing everything to seem lost in a fog of silence and an all-encompassing nothingness. Suddenly, the silence was rudely interrupted when he heard his Domina laughing loudly in the hallway, along with a deep male voice. He heard them both enter the bedroom, he even heard the man make a snide remark about him. Unable to respond, he noticed that all his senses were on high alert. What were they going to do? He heard them undressing, sharing dirty talk with each other.

They undressed and lay down on the bed. He heard how this strange man knew how to pleasure her with his body and he felt his cock throbbing in his too-small chastity belt. He heard how they tried out various positions, how she complimented him on his “delicious big cock” that she wanted to take in every possible way.

Skilled bull

This strange man rode his Domina like a skilled bull. She enjoyed it, he heard her moaning and panting when she was taken from behind, or had they already changed positions again? He didn’t know anymore. The narrow slit in front of his blindfolded eyes showed him only a glimpse of the erotic game playing out right in front of him, but it didn’t give him enough detail, so his imagination ran wild. On his bed, in his bedroom, in his house, and with his Domina. Blood rushed through his body as he witnessed their moans and the rhythm of their union.

He heard the keys of his chastity belt tinkling like little bells around her neck, between the moans and rhythm of passion. He hated her, no, he loved her, unimaginably much and deeply. His body seemed to want to explode, and the foil seemed to wrap itself tighter and tighter around him. His CB seemed about to burst when he heard her climax loudly and with pleasure. She did… Her bull too, by now.

Pure loneliness

Suddenly, it became quiet. Both seemed to have left the room. The silence gave him a feeling of pure loneliness. He felt abandoned. Sad. Pain raced through his body. Mental pain, stemming from a mixture of jealousy, sadness, love, desire, and humiliation. The foil prevented his tears, but his body cried.

Unexpectedly, he felt her hands on his body. She had returned softly. Alone. With a sharp knife, she cut the foil off him. She removed the gag from his mouth and took off his blindfold. She kissed his lips softly. “Congratulations, slave,” she whispered softly in his ear. “Lick me, slave… Lick the passion from my body as only you can do…” And when he licked and loved her body, they both rose to a superlative of pure passion…

He loved her, he loved her with all his heart. Defenselessly much… and she loved him. Because he was her other self, magnetically connected at the soul level.

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Text: Mistress Moriah
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