Chapter 14

“Time to wake, slave,” Jeffery said as he gave Stephanie a light kiss on her cheek, “Time to please your Master.”

Stephanie feigned wakening since she had never really gone to sleep. She rolled over to see her stepbrother leaning over her. A huge smile spread over her face.

“Yes, Master,” she said.

Stephanie was still nude with a thin black collar encircling her throat. A long leash that was fastened to the wrought iron headboard kept the blonde from straying too far from her parents’ bed. Her ankles were ensnared by a pair of leather ankle cuffs and her hands were locked before her in similar restraints as well. Jeffery gave her a slight tug on her leash as he unfastened it.

The young, bound woman slung herself out of the bed and shuffled behind Jeffery as he led her out of the bedroom and down the hall to his room. His bedroom hadn’t changed much since he left it for college. Dusty rows of well-read paperbacks and history books lined his bookshelves and a model of the Millennium Falcon hung above his desk. His bed was made; the navy blue comforter pulled tight over it. The bed had wooden railings on both the footboard and headboard and, upon seeing them, Stephanie knew she was destined to be bound to them.

Jeffery locked her leash on his bed, then disappeared out the door. A few moments later, he returned with some of her mother’s lingerie: a tight, black lace corset and a pair of black thigh-high stockings. He unlocked her ankles and wrists.

“Dress, my slave,” Jeffery ordered before disappearing again.

The black lace corset was heavily boned and Stephanie had to lace it up while wearing it backwards. When she couldn’t lace it any tighter, she turned the corset back around. Her stepbrother finished pulling the lacing tight and tied it off. The corset cupped and covered her breasts beautifully and it made her feel even more naked than she had been when fully nude. She carefully pulled up each stocking and fastening it to its garters. When she was done, she looked at herself in the mirror fastened to Jeffery’s closet door.

Stephanie looked as sexy as she felt. The only thing detracting from her reflected image was the scratches and the Band-aids that were applied to her Kim-inflicted wounds.

Jeffery returned with a few more items out of her parent’s armoire, mainly some coils of rope.

“On the bed, slave,” he said.

Stephanie did as she was told. Every time Jeffery called her slave, a tiny storm of feathers swirled inside her, like being kissed by your soul mate.

Jeffery refastened the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles but did not lock them together. With a coil of rope in hand, he took one of her ankles and pulled it toward a corner of the bed where he tied it tightly. He did the same to her other leg, spreading her legs open for his pleasure, and hopefully hers as well. He tied her wrists the same way, binding her into a spread eagle position.

Stephanie pouted when Jeffery produced the ring gag. It was uncomfortable to wear, but she knew it was what her Master Jeffery wanted, so she opened her mouth wide. Within a few seconds, he had the gag securely fastened behind her head.

“You look beautiful, slave,” he told her.

Stephanie found herself blushing.

“We are now going to play a game,” Jeffery said as he pulled his t-shirt off.

Stephanie looked up at Jeffery, puzzled.

“It’s simple, really, my slave,” Jeffery smiled, “If you can get free before I can cum, you can have my complete attention for this evening.”

Jeffery paused.

“However, if you can’t get loose, then you have to make Kim cum and watch as I fuck her. Do you understand, slave?”

Stephanie felt as if a 20 pound frozen weight had just been dropped in her stomach. No. There was no way.

“Do you understand, my slave?” Jeffery repeated.

Stephanie moaned and gurgled something into her gag as she shook her head violently back and forth. She pulled at her restraints as well, but they did not give.

“It is my wish, slave, you have no choice,” Jeffery said sternly.

Jeffery pulled off his jeans and boxers, revealing his rampant cock. He climbed into bed and positioned himself between Stephanie’s straining legs.

Stephanie felt his fingers gently brushing over her sex; teasing at its fleshy petals. Despite her writhing and the horrors that Jeffery promised her if she didn’t escape, his focused attentions started sending electric jolts of pleasure through her. His fingertips found her swollen clit and began to prod and burnish it, eliciting a cry of ecstasy to erupt from her.

Jeffery lifted her hips and hastily stuffed his pillow underneath them before he started caressing her again. Stephanie still pulled at the leather and rope restraining her, but she knew it was hopeless. The best she could do was to try to fend off her stepbrother. That, too, was impossible. He held open her knees as her eased himself into his captive slave.

The fullness of his cock filled her as she tried to buck. The hardness inside of her felt wanton and delicious as he began to thrust himself into her again and again slowly. The lightning storm inside her continued; and Stephanie found that her libido had taken over as her hips thrust up to meet his.

The speed of his thrusts increased and all thoughts of trying to get free were swept away. The storm raged as she felt herself about to be torn apart by bliss...

The phone rang; Jeffery’s cell phone.

“Shit,” he said as he pulled himself out of her.

Jeffery caught it on the third ring.

“Hey,” Jeffery answered.

“Hey yourself. How is it going with you guys? Everything okay?”

There was a slight pause before Jeffery answered. “Things are okay. Just the usual stuff. How’s island life treating you?”

“Wonderful. Just sitting here in the sun letting your Dad pamper me. Is Stephanie around?”

Jeffery couldn’t put off letting his stepsister talk to her mother any longer. He looked down into Stephanie’s widened blue eyes.

‘Mom wants to speak with you. Be a good slave,’ Jeffery mouthed before taking the ring gag out of her mouth, then talking to Janice, his stepmom.

“Yeah, sure, hold on.”

Jeffery held the cell phone up to Stephanie’s ear.

“Hi, Mom!” a joyous Stephanie exclaimed.

“Why hello stranger! How have you been? I haven’t talked to you in ages. Did you lose your cell phone?”