Come and Get It

Leader

BEWARE!

IF YOU THOUGHT THE FIRST TWO STORIES WERE BAD, THIS ONE WILL SURELY BE WORSE.

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Imma call you... Sarah!

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The light in the room was dim and sullen as a rainy afternoon of midwinter. You could smell the intoxicating scent of leather and fresh mint cleaning products. Master loved to clean himself all of his toys.

Sarah was standing still next to the leather sofa. Completely naked, except for her grey lace panties. Already starting to feel impatient, her order was to not move an inch and wait with eyes closed. All she could do was feel the presence of Master around her or hear the faint rummage of the "Toy Arsenal" being thrown around the compartments.

He had soft steps and his back could be visible if she sneaked a peek. She loved that back. Broad shouldered and muscular. Just remembering that made Sarah feel hot and wet. But she always waited. She lowkey loved making her Master work for the price. After all, she was always, the utmost wanted price, of her beloved Master.

The drawer closed with a loud bang and Sarah contained her sudden flinch. It was the nth time she had been doing this but everytime she was ordered to close her eyes, she felt helpless. "Master loved doing that" she had noticed.
"Close your eyes." he would faintly order everytime it began.

He liked being slow and somewhat, dull while he uttered the first requests. Sarah thought of them as orders but the way he pronounced every word and syllable, made one think he was gently talking to a child, who needed guidance. And he didn't mind if she didn't answer and just obeyed. Mostly because she never disobeyed...

"Come to me Sara-h' he stressed her name "the path is clear between us two so just follow my voice and walk straight." She complied. Walking slowly at first, she made no sounds and advanced forward. She was soon met with a firm front and she lightly felt his chin touch her forehead.

"I'm sorry master" she let out immediately taking a discreet step back.
"It's ok. Turn around will you" he continued his requests.

She complied again and suddently felt a scarf blocking her already black vision. Without much delay, her arms followed too, being pulled backwards and forced to hold each other, forming a square at her back. Tying them with a black ribbon, he stood back and admired his handiwork.

"Hmm" hums of content were emitted and Sarah sensed them vibrating through her body. "You look like a present" he whispered near her earlobe "a big present of sweets" he continued while moving her hair out of her neck "can't wait to bust it open and enjoy the goodies." Shivers went down her spine and she felt her insides churn.

She was pushed forward till she reached a certain point."Bend over a bit for me, please." As soon as she started moving, her head was shoved against the leather bench. She whimpered but swiftly shut herself up because she knew how much master hated it when she recomposed immediately. But truth be told, she wasn't supposed to express too much vocally. Most of all, when anything didn't start yet.

And sure enough it started. The sound system boomed to life and D'Angelo's Untitled could be heard everywhere. She knew the playlist by heart now."That's nice don't you think? The shuffle knows me far too well. I think you already know how much I enjoy this song anyway" a quick slap was sent right to her left ass cheek "don't you babygirl?"

The girl jumped at the sudden attack but held back when she felt his hand move up to her shoulder blades and then her hair. A sight left her lips when he lifted her head, by yanking slowly at her hair.