Visitor

It got home from work ready for the weekend.

Unlocking its door and walking in it could sense something different.

A post it note on the floor. ‘Strip and Crawl. My Bedroom. Mistress Ni C x’

It hadn’t expected Her.  It mentally checked if the house was ready for a visit. Thankfully tidy, Her room always prepared in case. Yes, should be fine.

It packed away its clothes - crawled up the stairs and then paused at Her door. ‘Enter’ 

She must have been listening.

Keeping eyes down it crawled forward. She was in the armchair, it crawled silently to Her feet and then knelt, eyes down, hands behind back.

‘Look at Me’

It looked up into Her eyes, She grinned ‘surprise!! I’m here for a few days’

It immediately kissed each of Her feet and She murmured ‘Good boy’

Then it heard a clinking above it. ‘New toys’

It could hear Her excitement.

Keep Your eyes down, Mistress has a new collar for play, in keeping with Her changing tastes.

It offered its neck, something cold and bulky, it realised She was locking on a heavy metal collar, D rings all around. The larger size and thickness keeping its head in an upright position

‘No slouching for it this evening!’

Its leash was attached and She ordered it into inspection position. Arms behind back. She reached down and toyed with its piercings. Slowly unscrewing the bars. So sensitive. She was grinning all over Her face, reaching down She ran a finger from its cage to circle the vulnerable nipple. A new larger bar was fitted through the piercing, one on each side. Then She added weights and Her chain. Linking from collar to nipples and allowing the rest to fall loose.

‘Up’ or stood up. She smiled and now linked the chain through the metal of its cage and on down to the piercings below Her cock. ‘All snug’ it realised the chain was attached to a hook, which for now was hanging free. She tugged it, and its piercings all moved at once. ‘Puppet boy’

‘Stay’

She walked around it slowly - more chinking of metal.

‘Hands behind its back’ taking its leash She had it shuffle behind Her to the bottom of Her bedstead. 

‘It’s nipple and cock chain was linked through the bedstead and back to a padlock She added’

It was going nowhere.

Behind its back it felt Her pushing its ankles apart with Her feet, forceful but gentle too. 

Cold metal cuffs.. this was new.. first locked around its wrists, each with a key. Then ankles locked into restraints, locked into its wrists.

She tightened everything. 

‘Mmmm - I LOVE this new look’

She ran Her nails across its shaven body, circling the tattoo on its back below its neck.

‘It thought it had some freedom to enjoy the weekend. Well it’s going to enjoy the weekend, but it certainly isn’t free’

She whispered ‘YOU ARE ALWAYS OWNED’

Kissed it gently on the neck and stood up.

‘I’ve some dinner to eat and a film I want to watch without interruption. I’ll be back later. Spend the time thinking about how it can improve its worship. I want that tongue fully engaged this weekend’

She walked out of the room.