Friday Morning Surprise Bondage
The Yokes on Me!
Different from our other Fridays, Mistress wakes me early with the sound of clanking metal. Standing at the foot of my bed, in all her power and glory, holding a new toy of extreme hard metal bondage for me to see! A very wide and shiny neck and wrist yoke with attached wrist shackles and neck chain! “Wow! . . . I mean, Mistress, Wow!”
“Slave, out of bed. I need to do a quick size test on you, before your Friday night Punishment after I get back from my Day Trip.” By Day Trip, she means taking her Mistress skills on the road. Teasing, Tormenting and Torturing some higher-end Clients in one of her many discrete Dungeon locations.
What is different about this from our other Fridays is this early morning testing part. Normally, I would be kneeling at the door when it came time for her to leave and still be there, waiting for when my Mistress would return. The thought of her punishing me in that yoke later tonight is already making me unbelievably wet and horny!
Mistress doesn’t know, after she leaves, I spend the day masturbating just imagining what way I may possibly be bound. Fantasizing in my mind all the ways she could punish me! Now I know exactly what is to come later and my hands are already starting to shake! Today is going to be my most intense day of masturbation yet!
Mistress has me move to a kneeling position on her large black leather ottoman so I was at the best height for her. Hinged in the middle, she partially folds the yoke so the neck shackle is open to accept me. The heavy and cold metal is rested against my neck as she straightens it back out, closing it solidly around my neck.
Placing a snap hook through the rings, so it can’t open back up to free me. The sparks of excitement shooting directly into my pussy are extremely intense! I hate it when my Mistress leaves, but right now, I’ve never been this excited about a Friday ever! I’m shaking even more as she repeats the shackle closing and snap hooking process on both of my wrists.
With everything in place, Mistress says, “Time to complete the size test. Can you reach or undo any of the snap hooks Slave?” When I’m in bondage it has to be real. If I can get loose, I always will even if I destroy what would otherwise be a perfect session. Just like every other time, I try my hardest and even though these aren’t locks, I can’t reach, much less get any of them to open.
After almost five minutes of efforts, causing sweat to start on my forehead, I finally respond. “Mistress, this is very secure and I can’t get out without your help.” A very devious smile grows on Mistress’s face as my tingles of excitement in my pussy have just transformed into a lump of fear in my gut!
Quietly, she pulls out her phone as I kneel, helplessly trapped in this cold hard metal yoke that’s already becoming more painful than pleasant! After several quick and still quiet motions on her screen, she turns it towards me with a video of last Friday’s masturbation sessions and me! I knew it was last Friday, since I was in my blue lace bra and panty set.
Swallowing hard, I say, “I’m Sorry Mistress!” She tosses her phone so hard it had to of broke. “I trusted you Slave! I trusted you to stay, kneeling and waiting for me until I returned. You told me that’s what you’ve been doing.”
“I was! I did! Originally I did! But Mistress, waiting for you to return is the most exciting thing ever in my life and I just couldn’t help myself! I’m Sorry! I won’t do it again!” Grabbing the yokes neck chain, Mistress starts to walk. I know to follow as she guides me to the front door.
Getting to the door, I see a new, very sturdy eye bolt in the floor. She locks my chain to it before pointing to a dog dish full of water. “In case you get thirsty. Oh . . . and I’m gonna be extra late tonight.”
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