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The Snack Counter
It is evening, and slave abby hurries back to the Owner's house. he has sent her on what he described as a vital mission, but she knows that it is not really, it is simply something for his entertainment. She has had to go out alone into the wider world wearing nothing but the PVC dress that he gave her for the errand. She has no underwear and only the high-heeled shoes that he decreed that she must use. The breeze finds its way between her legs and disturbs her as she makes as much haste as she can in her current attire.
Of course, she has attracted stares, wolf-whistles and even lewd comments from some of those out and about, but nothing worse. It is too early for most of that sort of thing anyway, and most of the stares are from "respectable" citizens who are shocked rather than attracted by her appearance.
Her arms are full, but of course the Owner is watching her as she makes her way up the driveway and he opens the door to allow her into the house, before he unburdens her of her cargo.
He examines it carefully, and nods approvingly: "Well done, my slave," he smiles, and waits while she undresses. He instructed her beforehand that he wished her to adopt a naked stance upon her return, and so she does as she is asked.
The Owner takes some of the items that she has fetched, and heads off to prepare them for the evening he has planned. Meanwhile, he directs slave abby to go into the lounge and put on the items she finds there.
Slave abby does as he tells her. In the lounge she finds a punishment helmet, rubber leggings and two nipple clamps. She wonders why the clamps have hooks on them, but it is not unusual for the Owner to hang weights from her nipples, so she assumes that she will be wearing some tonight. She does not want to, but knows that the Owner will be disappointed if she does not present as ready for him when he returns.
He does not take long, and takes his favourite seat. To his side, he indicates a seat for slave abby. This is a most unusual construction, and sits rather lower than the Owner's armchair. It has wooden armrests, and a wide space beneath the seat. The armrests extend from the back, but have no vertical strut to support them. At the end of each one there is a wide hole. The Owner now fastens more securely the buckles on the punishment helmet, and seals the openings that allowed slave abby to see. The helmet has a gag fitted that fills her mouth and she is left unable to utter a sound.
The Owner instructs slave abby to put her arms on the armrests and he produces from his other side, two rubber sheaths. These have been measured very exactly and their purpose becomes very clear to slave abby. the Owner slips first one and then the other over slave abby's arms and the armrests, binding her arms to their rests in exquisite fashion. There are cuffs that buckle around her wrists to make absolutely sure that slave abby cannot wriggle free.
The rubber leggings serve a similar purpose, it transpires, for slave abby's seat will be completed soon. The Owner orders slave abby to spread her legs as wide as she can. She notices now that on each legging that there is a hoop of rubber attached on the inside of her thighs. Once her thighs are spread as wide as they can go, the owner reveals the final piece of her bondage: the struts that fit vertically through the holes in the armrests. These struts slide through the hoops and lock slave abby's legs in their wide fashion, exposing her pussy in all its glory. The Owner briefly tickles her there and is pleased when she sighs and whimpers with delight. She has been kept waiting all day.
There are three more additions he makes to her predicament before he is ready to begin the evening's entertainment. First, he hangs his weights from her nipples. These are two medium cups of popcorn. Then he straps a device around slave abby's hips. It is sculpted perfectly to fit between her pussylips and brushing on her clit, but it is most notable for the receptacle on its front: into this, the Owner slips a full beaker of his favourite soft drink.
Then, he inserts the rented DVD that he sent slave abby to fetch into his player and settles back to watch the movie.
Of course slave abby is unable to watch the action, she can only hear the sounds. But she can feel the Owner's movements every time he takes a sip of his drink or nibbles on his popcorn. The popcorn cups wobble on their hooks every time his hand dips into one of them, and slave abby's breasts are filled with the quivering tension and pain that excites her so much. The design of the holder for his drink is even more devilish in this respect, for the weight of the drink presses it so tightly on her pussy and clit, so that every time he lifts the cup and then replaces it, her erogenous zones are stimulated. She is becoming aroused and excited by the movements, but the Owner only infrequently dips into his snacks or takes a drink, and with her hands bound to the chair arms, slave abby is helpless to do anything about her rising frustration.
By the end of the movie, slave abby's pussy is sopping and her nipples are so erect that the clamps' effect has been doubled.
The Owner opens her eyeholes as the final credits roll. He removes the popcorn and the drinks holder, but leaves the clamps in place. He ejects the rented DVD.
"My slave, I have a DVD just for you to watch now," he says, and inserts a new disk into the player, presses play, and leaves.
When she sees what the disk is, slave abby howls with despair and frustration into her gag (not that any sound can escape). The Owner has taken all her favourite images and set the DVD to display them one after another. he has set it to show slave abby how much time remains of the show: there is over an hour. And, in tones that always bring a response in his slave, the Owner's voice sounds from the speakers telling of how much he is enjoying the thought of her trapped there, so aroused and yet unable to climax. From the hallway, slave abby hears his laughter as he enjoys the torment to which he is subjecting her...
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