On this particular Friday, Master had given his slave instructions. She had instructions to be dressed and ready for master’s arrival home after work. When it came time she prepared for her master’s arrival. Included were new 5" heels and black lace top stockings. Black silk opera gloves and a black under-bust corset with garter straps.  A dildo and a butt plug secured in her crotch with a locked leather crotch strap.  Small pad-locks were threw the ankle straps of her high heels, and a ball gage strapped in her mouth.  Next she went to the basement as instructed. The slave strapped and then locked together her ankles. Then she locked her hands behind her back. This left the slave helplessly locked, and waiting for her masters kinky pleasures. She was extremely excited at that point. Master would strike a balance between how much he loved tying her up, and how much the slave loved tying herself up. He was pretty close to hitting it on the money this time. When the Master arrived home he went to the basement to see his slave. He was ecstatic with what he saw, and he knew that they were both feeling it.  It was like being on a high. They had felt it before, but never this strong from just looking at each other before. Master rewarded his slave by telling her what a worthless nasty little slut she was, as he whipped her ass. He said what a bitch she was, told her to “Wait right there for your Master” laughed, and then walked away. The Master returned after what seemed like an eternity to the helpless bond slave. When the slave saw her Master again, she was very excited. The Master had a big smile on his face, and the slave was still staring at him when he walked up to her. He spanked her ass hard as he yelled “Don’t look at me you cunt! Did I give you permission to look at me you little slut?! You better look at the floor in my presence you little whore!” Little did the slave know at that moment, but master had big plans for his slave…