Sophie exhaled. Finally, she was home after a long day at work.
“Master, I’m home.”
She took off her work uniform and undid the front clasps of her corset.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Master asked while he leaned on the doorframe.
Sophie spun towards him instantly.
“Oh. Hi, Master. I was just undressing. You know how I hate to stay in uniform after work.”
“You know I’m not talking about your uniform.”
Sophie immediately let go of the corset after having unhooked the last clasp. “I’m sorry, Master, I wasn’t thinking.”
“That much is obvious. To the bedroom, now.”
Sophie swallowed. She hadn’t meant any disrespect.
In the bedroom, she knelt on the floor. Even though she wasn’t in the mood for intense play, a tingle had begun to emerge deep inside of her. This might be what she craved.
Sophie kept her gaze on the floor as Master entered.
“Well, sub, what do you have to say for yourself?”
“I’m sorry, Master.”
“Who said you could take off the corset?”
“No one, Master.”
“Exactly. Why were you wearing it again?”
“So I would be reminded of your power over me wherever I went.”
“Remember that, submissive. Lie down on the bed and spread your legs.”
Sophie quickly followed his instructions.
Master approached her with a bottle of lube and two dildos.
He lathered both toys in lube without saying a word and pushed one inside her vagina and one in her ass. Sophie stifled her moans of discomfort.
Much to her surprise, Master pumped a valve connected to one of the dildos. The dildo inside her pussy grew considerably. With her ass stuffed, too, this wasn’t pleasant.
Sophie clambered off the bed, which wasn’t easy with her holes filled like this.
Again without speaking, Master reattached the hooks of the corset. He turned her around and pulled at the laces on the back.
“Breathe in,” he commanded.
He pulled the corset much tighter than it had been earlier. He turned her back around, pinched her nipples and applied a nipple clamp with a little bell to each one.
He took a step back. “Let me look at you. Now, you’re looking like a submissive. My submissive. Anything you want to add, sub?”
Sophie shook her head. “No, Master. My body is yours to do with as you please.”
He grinned. “Oh, you got that right.” He pumped up the dildo some more.
Sophie winced at the feeling of being stretched.
“Now, go make dinner. When I’m done eating, you will wear the inflatable gag too, but I figured you might need to taste what you’re going to cook for me.”
“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.”
“Go to the kitchen then.” He made a shooing motion.
The bells on her nipple clamps tingled with every step, the steps she had to take carefully, seeing how she was being stretched and constricted to the brim. Despite her discomfort, this was how she was happiest, serving her Master.