Kate's Journey 08a: Master Spanking

With a line of students out the door and a completely full inbox, today was busier than usual at the office for Kate. Fortunately, she was set to attend a continuing education workshop in the Berkshires for the next two days. She was looking forward to stepping out of the rate race. Further, these "continuing education" workshops were something of a joke. Like most attendees, who would include academic advisors from all around the nation, she would most likely just register and obtain her name tag, sit in on a session or two on the first day, take the free meals and beverages and, otherwise, have much-needed relaxation time.

She was looking forward to this particular workshop because her good friend Theresa, another academic advisor in her office, was set to join her. They had rooms booked at the Holiday Inn in Lennox and they had appointments for both spas and pedicures all set.

The venue for the workshop was a renowned naturalistic conference center set near the top of a mountain, at over 2,000' above sea level. Apparently, this mountain was sitting in view of Herman Melville when he wrote Moby Dick in this area decades prior. Kate and Theresa were, needless to say, quite looking forward to their little "workshop" getaway.

...

Buzz buzz buzz

Kate grabbed her phone to check this new text. Immediately, she was not happy that she had done so.

"The flu ... My temp is 102 and I have been vomiting all morning. Sorry, Kate. I can't go to workshop."

Theresa's text hit Kate like a ton of bricks. Well, maybe more like a bag of socks, but still, this was disappointing. Theresa and Kate had worked together for nearly a decade. Like Kate, Theresa was also married with two teenagers. And she was absolutely hysterical and was a delight to be around. Especially after a few glasses of Chardonnay at a workshop event. Darn, Kate thought.

"So sorry to hear this, Theresa. I will have to make do! Will miss you," Kate replied.

Truth told, Kate was really disappointed and her first thought was that she didn't even want to go to the workshop herself at this point. She sighed, looked out her door, and pleasantly asked the next student to come in.

The next text in Kate's little iPhone would change things completely.

...

Buzz buzz buzz.

Kate was meeting with a student but, like any cell-phone-addicted American these days, she just had to check her new text.

"It's been nearly a week since I've seen my beautiful Kate. When are you free, my love?" asked Michael.

Kate's eyes nearly popped open. She gasped audibly.

Damn, she should not have looked at this text, she thought.

"Is everything OK?" the 18-year-old blonde aspiring pre-med major who sat across from her asked.

"Yes. Sorry about that. Yes. Everything is fine. Just fine. Now, have you taken AP Biology in high school?" ...

Kate recovered well from this one. But that text from Michael immediately put her into simmer mode. The second that she had a free moment, she got right back to the man whom she loved.

"Michael, kind of last minute, but I will be in the Berkshires the next two days. Can you possibly join?"

After she hit send, she realized that this request was actually quite a long shot. Michael came to the US for a reason. His firm is beginning the design on a new complex of skyscrapers on the West Side. He was a busy man, she thought.

Yet just as quickly as she prepared herself for disappointment, Michael's response came through. And it was not exactly the negative response that Kate prepared herself for.

"Sure. Anything for my love. I will fetch us a car. And a house. Let me know when we will depart."

Kate was stunned. Did she read this correctly? Was she in for a New England weekend getaway with Michael? She could only imagine the house that he'd rent for them. Her mind raced, with emotions spinning in all directions.

"Kate. Kate! I asked if I could come in. Please. Are you OK?" asked Kate's supervisor Judy, standing at the doorway.

Kate looked up and realized that she must be distracted.

"Oh, sorry Judy. Sure, come in. Take a seat."

"Kate, I'm not sure if you've heard, but Theresa has fallen ill and she won't be able to join you at the workshop in the Berkshires. She's got a fever of over 102, apparently," Judy said.

She went on: "I'm hoping that you're still up for attending to represent the university. It's very important that we have representation. I know that it might be a drag to have to go solo ..."

If Judy only knew!

"No problem," Kate responded. "I'm planning to attend in any case. I'll make the most of it."

"Great, thanks so much. You're a star," was Judy's response. Kate smiled humbly. If Judy only knew the full story! she thought.

...

It was 7:00am and Kate was slated to meet Michael at the train station parking area by 7:30. She had been up since 5:45 getting ready. A long drive to Massachusetts with Michael sounded simply delicious and she wanted to be fully presentable.

Kate found her matching red satin panties and bra set that she put on as the foundation. This was followed by new black stockings, a sexy black business skirt, and a silky off-white button up with a low cut, hinting at the sexy red bra below.

Kate straightened her hair into silky brown strands with sexy blonde and red hints. And she went a little heavier on the makeup than she usually would for a continuing education workshop.

Her overnight bag included her best pieces of lingerie, her toy (if needed), and her luxurious princess ring and necklace, gifted to her by Michael over the past several months. She was ready for Michael. And ready to do his bidding fully. For two full days. The thought of it made her tremble with excitement.

...

When the Rolls Royce pulled up to her in the parking lot, she guessed that she should not be surprised. But she couldn't help but to gasp at its arrival. She was not expecting this.

Always the true gentleman, Michael got out of the car and opened the door for his lady. He threw her bags into the trunk and they took off for the hills of New England.

The ride was dreamy. It was a picture-perfect sunny day with blue skies and glorious forests in all directions. Kate and Michael were thrilled to be with one another and they held hands, provocatively, and laughed and talked the whole ride up. The driving was smooth as silk and the journey to the Berkshires was, in a word, magical.

Michael dropped Kate off at the workshop venue with plans to pick her up at about noon. Watching him drive off in that Rolls Royce was simply luscious to Kate's eyes.

"Hi. Are you here for the workshop?" asked the attendant at the desk. He was Antonio, according to his nametag, and he was quite striking. He was a tall young African American man with a contagious smile. Kate was happy to meet him!

"Yes, I'm signed up for the full two days. Please let me know if there's anything else I need to do," Kate said.

Antonio signed her in, gave her a tote bag with some standard workshop items (pens, a pad, a program, etc.), and pointed her toward the main conference room. Kate smiled and followed his guidance to a large room with about 100 seats. The opening session would begin momentarily. Kate figured that she could attend and get the most out of this morning session and then cut out for an afternoon in New England with her true love. Life was grand.

...

Michael picked Kate up right at noon on cue. The large dark grey Rolls looked unreal as it pulled in front of the convention center. Antonio, the workshop attendant, seemed impressed and he actually stepped outside to catch a look and to open the door for Kate, who very much appreciated his hospitality. And his smile!

Michael asked if Kate wanted to go straight to lunch or back to the house to unpack. Kate had snacked a bit at the workshop and was ready to get her stuff settled into the house.

The Rolls sleekly navigated the windy country roads of western Mass, up and down hill after hill, following stunning vista after stunning vista. At some point, the car headed up a steep, windy, wooded road. The house must be up this way, Kate thought.

After a solid two miles, the house hit Kate's visual field like a ton of bricks. The large contemporary with ample windows in all directions stood like a monument at the top of the hill. Surrounded by a perfectly manicured lawn. The house was stunning, and Kate found herself OK not staying in the Holiday Inn!

...

A classic post-and-beam style, the inside was just as gorgeous as the outside was. And it was meticulously appointed. Granite, bamboo, cherry, and oak - only the finest materials comprised this luxurious estate. And the sun's rays amplified everything. Entering this abode took Kate's breath away.

"Care for a mid-day cocktail, Kate?" Michael asked.

In the sun-filled living area of this house, Michael literally looked like a dream. He was wearing a sharp black summer button-up along with snug-fitting khakis that clearly were designer brand. The only thing brighter than the sunshine on this day was Michael's smile as he looked at Kate.

"If you're joining!" was Kate's quick response.

Kate and Michael entered the kitchen and put together some mint julips. The mint came straight from the garden in the backyard and the product would have made the winning jockey of the Kentucky Derby proud.

The lovers sat on the shaded back deck, bountifully overlooking the beautiful Berkshire range. They sat hand-in-hand on a high-quality outdoor loveseat made fully of bamboo. They kissed. And sipped. And looked into one another's blue eyes, without a care in the world.

...

After a bit, Kate got up to put away her stuff. Michael guided her toward the master suite. It was amazing, including a beautiful king-size poster bed, a sitting area, and a luxurious bathroom comprised of several sub-areas, complete with an amazing jacuzzi bath. Magnificent.

After Kate had put her things into the drawer, she turned around to find herself in Michael's embrace. The lovers held each other, kissing gingerly, right then and there.

"Kate, before we go for lunch, I'd think we may need an appetizer," Michael said suggestively.

With a slight mint-julep buzz and a constant yearning for her Michael, Kate was, of course, fully up for this suggestion. She smiled with her eyes.

"Kate, I have a naughty thought and I need you to be restrained for it. Take a seat on the bed."

Kate smiled. Of course she would allow Michael to restrain her. In fact, she ached for exactly that.

Kate sat on the edge of the bed and smiled shyly.

"Whatever you want, Master," she said. She knew the drill.

Michael reached into a drawer that he had prepared for the occasion, taking out two long black leather straps. He affixed her wrists tightly to the two posts at the foot of the bed. He then looked her in the eyes and firmly kissed her square on the lips.

"Kate, that is a sexy blouse you are wearing. Ever since I saw it at the train station this morning, I have had a single thought." Michael's voice was deep, clear, British, and authoritative. Exactly how Kate liked it.

He continued. "I want to cover it with my love. I want to see it dripping with my cum after you pleasure me with your mouth.

But first, you must beg for it. Beg for it like the hot slag that you are. Remember, you are my slave." Michael commanded.

Usually in this situation, Kate would be blindfolded. Doing this without a blindfold in the full light of the sun changed the dynamics completely. Kate found herself looking up into Michael's eyes. Her hands were bound, so he had to undo his zipper himself. He took out his cock and it looked even more massive than she'd remembered. And it was throbbing, clearly ready for what was next.

"Master, please make me suck it. I must suck it. Feed me your cock, please!" begged Kate.

Gingerly, Master moved his cock toward Slave's lips. Suddenly, the head was into her mouth. And Slave loved it. She found herself moaning as she took it in deeper. She pressed her tongue against the perimeter, in an effort to tactically explore Master's cock in its entirety. She found herself so hot when the tip of her tongue touched the slit at the end of the cock. Master seemed turned on at this moment as well.

"Slave, look at me when you suck on it. You must look into my eyes," commanded Master. Slave must have unwittingly looked away for a second. Not again, she promised herself. Master's eyes were beautiful and this moment was magnificent. Slave started to uncontrollably rub her inner thighs together, feeling a climax building.

Slave prided herself on making a cock cum with only her mouth. She worked and sucked and licked, vigorously moving up and down. As Master's cock started throbbing, she found herself nearing climax herself. This was amazing.

Suddenly, Master pulled it out. His cock was pulsing wildly and Slave knew that he was about to unload. She wanted to close her eyes, but she didn't want to disappoint Master. So she kept them wide-open as he unleashed his love in an explosive moment.

Master followed his word, releasing not on Slave's face but, rather, all over her silk blouse. Into her cleavage. On the collar. On the buttons. Slave could feel the cum oozing through the fabric onto her skin. This realization was so intensely hot that Slave climaxed right then and there. She felt beautiful in the moment. And as in love as ever.

...

Kate and Michael decided to nap that afternoon, lying in one another's arms in the beauty of this amazing master bedroom. Both fully satisfied and thrilled to be with one another.

When she awoke, Kate headed toward the jacuzzi, filled it with salts, and turned on the hot water. She took a beautiful bath basking in the rays of the sun. It was relaxing and wonderful.

In getting ready to go out, Kate put on a sexy black dress that she'd brought for the occasion. It was silky and well-fitting for her curves. And it was more than a little revealing. Of course, she complemented this look with her luxurious princess ring and necklace, with diamonds reflecting light off her in all directions. Kate felt absolutely loved when she wore the jewelry that Michael had given her.

...

That evening, Kate and Michael took the Rolls into Lennox and found an amazing seafood restaurant right on the main street. Michael ordered the most delicious (and expensive!) bottle of Chardonnay on the menu and the lovers feasted on salmon and mussels, while their eyes feasted on one another. Kate was excited for what Michael had in store for later that evening, whatever it might be.

As they drove back to the house, the sun was dipping to the west and the sky lit up into a spectacle of color. Pinks, blues, oranges, yellows, reds, and violets streaked across the evening's sky. This Berkshire sunset was like none that she'd ever seen before. Gazing at this sight sitting next to Michael in the Rolls made her feel beautiful at an entirely new level.

...

"Kate, there's something I'd like to show you," Michael said as they entered the house. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable. And even sexier. And come back to join me here, yeah?"

Kate smiled and nodded. She would be more than happy to put on some lingerie and join Michael downstairs. They had the whole house to themselves. And as long as it included Michael, she was up for absolutely anything.

...

A few moments later, Kate emerged at the top of the stairs. She was wearing the crotchless black teddy from Victoria Secret that Michael had bought her early in their relationship. She had worked on her hair and makeup. And she looked, by any standards, absolutely radiant.

Michael's smile beamed across the living area.

"Kate, you may not realize it, but this house has some special elements. Please join me and I'll show you what I mean."

Kate had no idea what Michael was talking about, but she was always glad to explore under his lead. She joined him on the first floor.

Hand-in-hand, Michael led Kate through the kitchen. They came upon a door leading to what seemed like a basement area. Kate's eyes looked at Michael's with a splash of trepidation.

Michael raised his eyebrows, gently smiled, and led her down the stairs.

Oh my god. It's a dungeon! Kate thought. She was not ready to process this.

The room was large, well-lit, and impeccably clean. But it was, also, without question, exactly what a sex dungeon had always looked like in Kate's fantasies. She had no idea what to make of this. There were black leather benches, paddles, balls, whips, clamps, straps, and a broad array of sex toys arranged neatly on the counter. Kate stood on the stairs absolutely stunned.

"Stay there, Slave. I will be right back," Michael said. He went over to a cabinet and pulled something out. And he headed back to her.

"Slave, many people don't know it, but there is a network of AirBnBs that are BDSM-friendly. You have to pay a bit extra, but it's worth the price I think. Yeah?"

Kate didn't know what to say. Or what to do. This kind of place only had existed in naughty books and movies, she thought. On the other hand, simply looking around the room was an enormous turn-on for Kate. She just stood there, waiting for Master's orders.

Master revealed what was in his hands: A black leather-studded collar and a matching leash. A leash! Holy shit! Slave thought.

Before Slave knew it, Master had the collar tightly affixed around her neck and he gently pulled her into the room. Slave was in awe.

Master and Slave approached what appeared to be a black leather massage table near the center of the room. Master gently pulled Slave onto the table. Face down. He then tied the leash tightly to one of the table's posts.

Without saying a word, Master walked away to get something from out of a dresser. Slave closed her eyes at this point. While the whole thing made her excited, it also had her feeling confused and a bit anxious. Closing her eyes helped the situation settle.

A moment later, she could feel Master return. He seemed to have a handful of leather straps. He blindfolded her first, a fact that made Slave feel surprisingly comfortable.

Straps were then tightly affixed to her wrists and ankles. She couldn't get away even if she wanted to do so. This fact made Slave feel so hot and she could feel her pussy getting damp. This was going to be a wild ride.

"Slave, before I fuck you, you will suck my cock and get it dripping-wet. Yeah?" Michael's voice commanded.

Slave nodded. "Yes, please. PLEASE!" she begged.

Master's cock was every bit as hard as it had been earlier in the day and Slave was so pleased to have it back in her mouth. She made a point to take it in fully, as she knew it needed to be dripping with wetness. Dripping with her saliva and her love. She spent a solid five minutes making love to Master's cock with her mouth, a slow orgasm building up between her thighs the entire time. This was nothing short of amazing for slave.

When Master took it out of her mouth, Slave knew that this meant she would soon be fucked by Master. And she wouldn't have it any other way. She gasped and felt herself smile. She started breathing heavily anticipating Master's big cock fucking her hard.

Suddenly, Slave could feel Master's cock up against her pussy lips, which were drenched by this point. She expected Master to ask her to beg for it to go deeper, a command that she would be thrilled to comply with. But Master's actual request was, surprisingly, a little different.

Before Slave could think, she suddenly felt another cock up against her. This one was against her ass. And it felt large. What was happening?

"Slave, I've got here a beautiful ass-plug for you. It is large, eight inches long. And it is rippled, with a base diameter of three inches," Master said.