Cuffed And Clamped For His Pleasure

Diane has to face the truth: she's developing some really inconvenient feelings for the man she paid to torment her.  It all feels like too much to handle when she finds herself shackled, clamped in all her most sensitive places, stuffed in every hole, and totally vulnerable at the hands of The Master.

This is the fourth and final story in the Pleasing the Master series.

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I realized I'd been sleeping with my arms above my head out of habit, even though I wasn't chained to the wall last night.  Master had left yesterday around midday, and I hadn't seen him since.  I spent the uncomfortable day trying to make myself at home in his stark, chilly house.  Finally, I gave up and went to bed early, not wanting to spend any more time thinking about everything that had gone wrong.

We'd slept together, and it was intimate.  Loving, even.

It twisted my stomach to think about how much I had enjoyed that, only to have Master freak out and leave angrily.  I had stupidly developed feelings for him, but evidently he did not feel the same.

Judging by the sound of the door upstairs, he was back.

I stayed on the bed for several moments, preparing myself for whatever might happen today.  I expected him to ask me to leave.  I thought we agreed to finish out the week I had paid for, but that was before he stormed out and left me alone with my thoughts all day yesterday.  Now I had no idea what would happen.

My thoughts looped endlessly, replaying the last several days no matter how badly I wanted to think of something else.  Anything else.

I had arrived three evenings ago.  Master was a true professional.  He greeted me and immediately had me sign a contract declaring that I consented to the severely punishing sexual practices he would subject me to over the next week.  When I signed the paper, I was thinking only of the sex.  But over the past few days, I had started to feel a growing connection to Master.  Maybe it was Stockholm Syndrome, maybe it was real love starting to grow.  I didn't know.  All I knew was that we shared a connection and Master was not happy about it.