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First Encounter (Part 4)

Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Author: M Bongo, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

back upstairs. I walk back into the room. You’re still standing there. Hands behind your head. Swaying a bit. Not surprising. I would expect you get starting to get a bit tired from the standing and the excitement and anything else wandering around in that pretty little head of your. You’ll be able to ‘relax’ soon. I put the bottles of water on the other nightstand. I keep one with me. “I assume, by all that panting, that you might enjoy some water.” “Yes, please.” You start to move. Hand starts for the blind fold… “STOP! Just what the hell do you think you are doing? Have you forgotten where you are and with whom you are?” You catch on quickly. “I’m sorry! Sir! I wasn’t thinking.” “Well, that was obvious. You are very lucky I’m in a benevolent mood. Next time, in real training conditions, there would be no water until the punishment was completed.” “Sir, I’m so sorry.” “Not yet, you aren’t. But if you don’t learn a bit quicker, you certainly will be. “Back to the position you were in. Don’t speak… Okay, hands at your side.” I undo the top of the water bottle. I know, another menial task that is normally yours, but for what you are going through tonite, I’ll deal. “Right hand in front of you.” You lift it straight up, no bend in the elbow, hand straight. I hold the water bottle against your hand. You don’t move. Another good sign. “Ok, take the bottle and you may drink. Don’t gulp, just some sips. I won’t take it away immediately. Blindfold stays where it is.” You bring the ... bottle to your lips. I take the few moments while you drink to look at you. I start at your feet and work my way up. Nice strong legs. Have to watch those. They might be able to take me out in an inopportune moment. Nice shaved mound. Nice waist. Nice tits. Nice chest. Blindfolded face. Overall, very, very nice. Just what I need. More importantly, that which I desperately want. My breath catches a little and I start to stare. Intensely. I enjoy that I don’t need to avert my eyes now, like I’ve done so often in the past. No, with you blindfolded, I can stare as hard as I want. Yum. “I’m finished, Sir”, you say, handing back the water bottle. “Hopefully not for the nite, pet,” I chuckle. “Sir? Oh no, Sir, not in that way.” “You probably should be saying what you mean then, or at least complete a thought. We will need to work a bit on your verbal communication skills. But, that is what training is all about.” “Yes, Sir. I meant that I’m finished with the water. Thank you, Sir.” I smile at you. You can’t see it, of course, but I’m pleased. “Very well done, pet. That is more of what I’m looking for.” You can hear the praise in my voice and that generates a little smirk on your face. I walk over and take the bottle out of your hand. You had about half the bottle. Good. You’ll need it. I expect that you’ll be panting quite a bit over the next hour or so. Now, its time to embarrass you and explain the rules of the game. This will also give me quite a bit more time to examine you in ...