Love Me Tender

Chapter 12 (Jenn) - Latex, Leather, Sex and Expensive Perfume

Fine," I responded with my eyeballs strolling to the side. I stretched my mouth out to relieve the numbness in my jaw, twisting my neck from side to side.

"Don't be so rude, kitty, otherwise you'd end up gagged again." He stood up and began removing the rope from my hands and legs. I felt shimmers in my body as his hands slid across the jagged imprints in my body.

"Is there anything I can get you?"

"Water..." As I spoke my throat ached; I had lost all the moisture in my throat from being gagged so long.

"I'll see." Jay climbed atop of me and began gently massaging my shoulders. I could feel his penis jabbing into my spine.

Keeping me laid on my stomach and pressing my head sideways into the bed, he maneuvered his head close to mines and. "That's not what I meant, kitty." he whispered. I gulped; my heart skipped a beat for a brief moment. "In fact, I got a better idea... let's go out this evening."

He stepped off me to make his way to the large closet. I sat up on the bed, turning my head away I noticed how rosy my cheeks became in the wardrobe mirror.

"Here, put this on." Jay threw a pair of black heels at the foot of the bed.

"What about my clothes, master." I didn't realize the 'M-word' leaving my mouth until it was too late.

"You're funny, kitty." He pulled out an ironing board from the closet laying a black jeans and shirt with a black sports jacket. "Iron this." I couldn't even iron my own clothes properly. How would I iron his?

I gazed at his eyes, my eyebrows squinched together. "Don't give me that look." He retaliated with his jaw set and threatening eyes. "That's an order...Or do you want me to watch over you.'

"No..." my voice lightened, "master." I got up, heedfully making my way towards the ironing board.

"Good kitty." Jay pet my head before heading towards the bathroom.

I continued to look at myself in the mirror while meticulously pressing Jay's clothing. My bosoms hung out between the thin latex strip together with one strap barely covering my vagina. Brimmed with embarrassment, my eyes became glossy. Where could I possibly be going like this? I had not shown anyone my body prior to Jay who forcefully took my innocence from me. Now my parts are going to be on display for everyone to see? Maybe, on the brightside, someone might be able to help me.

I laid out his freshly ironed clothes on the bed before attempting to don these heels; trying not to press down on this previously added buttplug.

A few minutes late Jay came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. "Are you ready, kitty?'

"Yes, master."

"Good, kitty." He walked over to grab some boxers from his drawers. He then removed his towel and flung it towards me. Instinctively, I covered my eyes

"Uncover your eyes, kitty, because this is the body you are going to be seeing for the rest of your life. Get used to it."

The rest of my life? Fuck No.

Fearing that he would come closer and touch me, I agreed and let down my hand. I tried making eye contact with his chest. It was the only place left to look that didn't make me uncomfortable. "You're cute, kitty," he commented. I pouted my face trying not to blush. "I want you to keep looking at me."

I did. It was hard for me sometimes to ignore something that was right in front of me. I stared at it as he came closer to me to collect his pants.

*****

Jay took me by the leash and led me to his Benz. He then handed me a blanket and a blindfold before we pulled out from his parkway. I crossed my legs on the seat trying to make myself as comfortable as possible, crossing my legs to avoid this kitty tail buttplug from ramming further up my ass. It was aggravating, yet pleasurable at the same time. I didn't want to be pleasured because of him.

"Where are we going?" I asked after riding for a few minutes.

"You'll see."

Creative thoughts began to enter my mind like... What if he was going to make me work as an escort. Impossible, I don't think he would actually share me with anyone. Suddenly I felt his rugged hands gently touch my lap causing me to jump.

"There are rules for when we arrive and I expect you to obey them." I wasn't sure if this was a good time to reply or not, but his voice sounded dourly enough.

"Number one. You will not speak unless I tell you to.

"Two. As usual you will continue to address me as Master

"Three. You will remain on your hands and knees.

"Finally, if you attempt to break any of the previously mentioned rules you will be subject to punishments I see fit.

"Do you understand, kitty?"

"Yes, Master." Just then the car had stopped moving.

"Despite what you think. I don't want to hurt you." He reached into his jacket taking out a small remote.

Suddenly I felt a short static shock travel up my spine from my rectum.

"Ugh!" I groaned, arching my back backwards. Instantly I got a headache.

"Just making sure it works." He got out the car, opened my door "And don't even think about removing the buttplug, it's locked in," he smiled.

Jay then escorted me by my leash until we came to a short stairway. "Goodnight, Mr Kutcher," someone greeted him. "Welcome back."

"Thank you, Gerald."

"New submissive?"

"Yes," Jay responded, tugging at my leash. After I heard a subtle click followed by classical music.

"On your knees." he commanded before briskly removing my blindfold.

I found myself in a large golden room with different types of sofas and dining tables which left just enough space for a dance floor. Dominants were dressed in black suits and dress and submissives were dressed in kinky outfits, like me. One submissive woman was wearing leather harness and sat on her shins for her master another man was wearing a chastity belt and mask while his dominant held him by his leash. There were also women in cages hanging from the room wearing absolutely nothing but chains around their ankles and wrists. The place reeked of latex, leather, sex and expensive perfume.

"Do you like it, kitty?" Jay tugged at my leash and began pulling me across the room towards the bar.

"Yes, master." I agreed. I didn't want to feel that shock again as repelling as this place was. He kept his head facing forward, signaling the bartender.

"You can sit you know?" my eyes widened. As I was about to stand up to meet one o the stools, the electric pulse I dreaded travelled up my spine.

"Ugh!" I wailed.

"Sit how kitties are supposed to sit- bend at your toes, hands on the floor and look up at me submissively." He continued to smile while glaring down at me. Without second thought I did what he said.

Just then a woman in a long black dress approached us. "Good evening," she pushed herself up toward Jay's linking her fingers over his shirt collar. "I like your pet. She's cute," she complimented, pulling my hair with her hand that was closest to me.

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