her. “I’ll see you shortly. You’ll be fine.”
The man started down the hall and Sondra followed him, her mind going in too many directions. With not knowing what was going to happen or what was expected of her, her heart raced faster with each step she took. She was led toward a back hall where he pushed a button for an elevator. Without looking at her, he motioned her in then stepped in front of her, pushed a button for the basement and waited.
The elevator opened with a whoosh of cool air. Sondra’s mouth nearly dropped open as she followed this man into what she could only describe as a true dungeon. A long dark hallway loomed before her. Lanterns hanging on the wall lit their way. She almost expected bats to swoop down on them. Her heels echoed on the tiled floor as they passed several doors then he opened the huge oak door at the far end.
The man motioned for her to follow him into the cold dark room with more tiles on the floor. When he flipped a light switch, a small lamp in the far corner came on, illuminating the room enough for her to make out items. Floggers hung over the mantle of the fireplace, hooks had been placed in the wall in several places and overhead chains were pulled to the side and secured.
Standing along the wall on the opposite side was a padded spanking bench with wrist restraints half way down both sides. Although the dim light hindered her view, she could see well enough to see those.
“Please have a seat there.” The man pointed to what appeared to be an antique cushioned dining chair with arms, facing the fireplace and the back of the chair facing the door. “When Master Omar comes in the door, you will immediately stand right here near the fireplace and keep your back to the door. Do not turn around unless he instructs you to do so.”
Sondra didn’t look at the man but kept her eyes down and instantly he left. Alone in the room, she made her way to the chair, sat down and looked around at the items used to secure submissives. How many had been here before her? Chewing her lip, she could only wonder how long she’d be kept here.
Several minutes had gone by and the longer she waited, the more her mind played nasty tricks on her. Would she be stripped naked in front of other Doms by this man? Would he make her get on her knees so he could test her abilities?
Grinding her hips into the cushion, more juices seeped onto her thong and she cringed. She could smell herself so knew Omar would smell her instantly.
Suddenly the door knob turned and she gripped the arms of the chair.
Widening her eyes, she listened.
Footsteps sounded against the floor and the door shut.
The footsteps stopped.
Then she remembered. Immediately she stood and stepped over before the fireplace with her back to the door. She stood as still as she could, her heart pounding against her chest waiting for his voice to boom across the room.
Silence, but she knew he still stood near the door.
She slowed her breathing in hopes it would slow down her heart.
Footsteps slowly moved closer until he was about two feet behind her.
He sniffed, then sniffed again. “You have a scent all your own.”
Silence surrounded them as she waited. Sondra wished he would stand before her but knew the lighting would still hide his features.
“Krystal said you were a gem but she didn’t tell me exactly how precious.” Omar kept her waiting. “Nick is a lucky Master to have a pet with assets such as yours.”
More silence and she couldn’t help but shift her weight as she stood in her heels.
“Place your arms out to your sides, palms up, feet further apart.”
She did as instructed and waited some more.
“You do as you’re told. Smart woman.” Warm fingers moved her hair to one side and it fell over her shoulder. Omar sniffed her perfume below her ear. “Your scent here is different.”
Sondra clenched her teeth as his hands caressed the top of her arms as she held them out, then he touched the bottom of her
The man started down the hall and Sondra followed him, her mind going in too many directions. With not knowing what was going to happen or what was expected of her, her heart raced faster with each step she took. She was led toward a back hall where he pushed a button for an elevator. Without looking at her, he motioned her in then stepped in front of her, pushed a button for the basement and waited.
The elevator opened with a whoosh of cool air. Sondra’s mouth nearly dropped open as she followed this man into what she could only describe as a true dungeon. A long dark hallway loomed before her. Lanterns hanging on the wall lit their way. She almost expected bats to swoop down on them. Her heels echoed on the tiled floor as they passed several doors then he opened the huge oak door at the far end.
The man motioned for her to follow him into the cold dark room with more tiles on the floor. When he flipped a light switch, a small lamp in the far corner came on, illuminating the room enough for her to make out items. Floggers hung over the mantle of the fireplace, hooks had been placed in the wall in several places and overhead chains were pulled to the side and secured.
Standing along the wall on the opposite side was a padded spanking bench with wrist restraints half way down both sides. Although the dim light hindered her view, she could see well enough to see those.
“Please have a seat there.” The man pointed to what appeared to be an antique cushioned dining chair with arms, facing the fireplace and the back of the chair facing the door. “When Master Omar comes in the door, you will immediately stand right here near the fireplace and keep your back to the door. Do not turn around unless he instructs you to do so.”
Sondra didn’t look at the man but kept her eyes down and instantly he left. Alone in the room, she made her way to the chair, sat down and looked around at the items used to secure submissives. How many had been here before her? Chewing her lip, she could only wonder how long she’d be kept here.
Several minutes had gone by and the longer she waited, the more her mind played nasty tricks on her. Would she be stripped naked in front of other Doms by this man? Would he make her get on her knees so he could test her abilities?
Grinding her hips into the cushion, more juices seeped onto her thong and she cringed. She could smell herself so knew Omar would smell her instantly.
Suddenly the door knob turned and she gripped the arms of the chair.
Widening her eyes, she listened.
Footsteps sounded against the floor and the door shut.
The footsteps stopped.
Then she remembered. Immediately she stood and stepped over before the fireplace with her back to the door. She stood as still as she could, her heart pounding against her chest waiting for his voice to boom across the room.
Silence, but she knew he still stood near the door.
She slowed her breathing in hopes it would slow down her heart.
Footsteps slowly moved closer until he was about two feet behind her.
He sniffed, then sniffed again. “You have a scent all your own.”
Silence surrounded them as she waited. Sondra wished he would stand before her but knew the lighting would still hide his features.
“Krystal said you were a gem but she didn’t tell me exactly how precious.” Omar kept her waiting. “Nick is a lucky Master to have a pet with assets such as yours.”
More silence and she couldn’t help but shift her weight as she stood in her heels.
“Place your arms out to your sides, palms up, feet further apart.”
She did as instructed and waited some more.
“You do as you’re told. Smart woman.” Warm fingers moved her hair to one side and it fell over her shoulder. Omar sniffed her perfume below her ear. “Your scent here is different.”
Sondra clenched her teeth as his hands caressed the top of her arms as she held them out, then he touched the bottom of her
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