The Master

The sun was setting behind the trees as Ananya reached the cabin. She smiled—it was beautiful, and the best part was there weren't any people around for miles. Ananya got out of her car, overjoyed that the weekend was finally here. It had been a long time since she and Rohan had a whole weekend to just themselves. Rohan had prepared the whole weekend, telling Ananya that she need not worry about a thing and that this weekend was going to be memorable. They had agreed that there would be only two rules the whole weekend: no contact with the outside world and no questions asked.

Ananya grabbed her bag and headed towards the cabin. Once inside, she headed to the back room. When she reached the doorway she stopped—the whole room was candlelit and on the bed sat a box along with a card. She walked over to it and picked up the card.

My Darling, you are to follow the following instructions that I have listed below. By the time you have finished, I should be here and the weekend shall begin.

-Love, Rohan

Ananya set the card down and opened the box. Inside was what appeared to be a leather outfit of sorts. There were so many buckles and straps; Ananya worried about how she would get it on. She shrugged and turned to head to the shower—Rohan would be here soon and she needed to be ready.

Forty-five minutes later Ananya stood in front of the mirror, shocked at what she was looking at. She looked drop-dead sexy. Her hair was laying below her shoulders and she had no trace of any makeup on. That had been one of the rules on the list, and she had to admit she felt great about the whole thing.

She finally pulled her attention away to check the time. Rohan would be here any time and she needed to ready herself as she was directed. Going back to the box, she pulled out a blindfold and went over to kneel in front of the bedroom door and put it on. Ananya was so wet as she thought about what Rohan was planning, and she couldn't wait to get started.

Rohan entered the cabin; he could barely stop himself from rushing in and just taking Ananya. He had been hard all day just thinking about what he had planned for the weekend. He loved Ananya and wanted her to be his, but he had never told her about his love for bondage. He planned this whole weekend as a way of breaking it to her. God, he hoped she was willing to go through with it. He worked for weeks on finding the perfect outfit for Ananya and even longer planning the events of this weekend. If all went to plan, by the end of it all, Ananya would be his in every way.

Rohan stripped off his shirt as he made his way to the back room. When he reached the door he stopped dead in his tracks and gasped. Ananya was waiting for him just as he instructed, and she looked absolutely amazing. She had done everything that he asked of her. His cock throbbed as he looked at her; he had to fight not to cum right there. This weekend was going to be fucking perfect, he thought as he closed the door.

Ananya was at full attention; she had just heard Rohan enter the room. His gasp let her know that he was pleased with what he saw. She waited for him to say something. As she knelt there, she felt herself getting wet. God, she was so aroused.