Surprising Ends

A/N: Hey guys, my first fic. Dunno where this is going to go. Probably not to much plot. Just alot of kinky bondage, BDSM type things. First chapters kinda short. But I promise we'll get to the good stuff in the next few chapters. R&R? I love critiques


She watched him swagger up the path to a house of his so called “friend”. She had never heard him talk of this guy before today when he managed to convince her to head over to his house for the weekend.

“Aw, come on Blondie it’ll be fine.”

“I’m just not too sure about this; I mean you said it would just be the three of us all weekend up at this cabin right?”

“Yea, is there a problem with that? You trust me right?”

She frowned at the memory of their earlier conversation, watching her feet as she walked. She trusted her partner, but sometimes she wondered what kind of trouble he had up his sleeve for the weekend. Glancing up, she caught him watching her as they walked up the long path.

“Something wrong Blondie?” He asked her with a half grin on his face. He knew exactly what she was thinking. She was worried about this weekend. He shifted their bags which straps laid across his broad shoulders.

“Mm it’s nothing,” She said, running her hand through her long blonde hair. She hated showing him weakness; especially because he knew how to exploit it in the bedroom. She’ll never live down the fact that she’s deathly afraid of spiders, so at whatever chance he could, he would attempt to get a reaction from her.

“Good, were almost to the house.”

She took her eyes off him and looked up at the large house in front of her. Her large blue eyes widened in awe. She couldn’t believe a single young man lived in the house. She looked across the well kept lawn surrounded by a large group of trees. This was a beautiful place to be staying, and again she thanked her luck to be living in the Pacific Northwest.

“Hey Scruffy, this guy live with his parents or something?” She asked him in confusion. They hardly ever called each other by their given names. She liked it that way, seeing as her given name always brought upon confusion as to who it was referencing. Having a common name was a disappointment sometimes.

“Naw, they died a few years ago; leaving him a ton of money. Guess they were like in high positions at some local company.” He told her flatly, scratching his short facial hair; hence the name Scruffy.

She gave a small “Oh” as a reply as they began to climb the steps to the large home. Once they were on the doormat, he knocked a few times and entered the home. The entrance way was cozy, with not too many adornments on the walls.

“Ah my pet, I see you have done as I told you to.” A voice boomed off from her left. She looked over and a tall, hauntingly beautiful man who had just joined them. She looked up into his eyes as their green depths looked her over. A chill ran down her spine, it was as if those green pools were bearing into the depths of her soul. Their eyes met as she stared at him confidently.

“Feisty isn’t she master?” Her companion asked the man she was watching. Suddenly it clicked in her head why she was here. And why her partner hadn’t said anything about this previously to her. They met in high school, and soon found similar souls in each other after he derived that he was an internet pet, just as she was an internet whore. They let people sexually abuse them online, because they felt they were lacking attention in their own lives. Soon thereafter, they started a friend's with benefits relationship. But they agreed to keep it a secret but from all but a select few. He was usually her Dom, even though he often admitted that he was more of a submissive than anything else. Even though she had a bit of a confident streak and wasn’t afraid to show it, she was extremely submissive. Loving nothing more than to be humiliated and thrown around behind closed doors.

“Yes, I can tell. We’ll be having quiet the time later I can see. Now pet, take her to the closet, get yourselves ready. Then meet me in the room. You have ten minutes.” The taller man said, never taking his eyes away from hers. Her companion grabbed her arm and led her away from his master.

“Why didn’t you tell me about him before? You know I wouldn’t have judged you.” She asked him, confusion and hurt present in her eyes.
“I was told not to until you two met. You know I would have told you sooner, but I didn’t dare face Master’s wrath.” He told her as they continued down the hallway. Soon they stopped, and entered a door which turned out to be a rather large walk in closet. Dropping their bags onto the floor, he walked over to a rack of clothing, picking through it. She watched him silently, taking in the fact that everything article of clothing in the room was made of either leather or latex. Finally coming across what he was looking for, he held it up for her appreciation. It was a black corset, with red ribbons hanging down from the sides. She smiled and began to shed her shirt and bra, walking over to him so he could help her into the garment. Slipping it up and over her head, it rested snuggly against her large breasts. She had always had large breasts, being the first of her friends to have to buy a bra, in the third grade. He gave them an appreciating squeeze before his hands began to work on lacing the top up. Her eyes scanned the room as she came upon a pair of dead gorgeous red leather boots. He finished tying the corset to her body, and she picked them up. Just her luck, she thought with a smile, they were her size. Removing her shoes and pants, leaving on only her silky black thong, she pulled one of the boots up her slender calf. Sitting on the floor to keep her balance, she pulled the other one on. Standing up slowly, she looked eye to eye with the man watching her. A small smirk crossed her face.

“Like what you see Scruffy?”

“I always knew you would look amazing in leather.” His eyes roamed her body appreciatively. As she was pulling the boots on, he had lost his clothing, and instead donned a pair of black leather pants. His chest bare, she smiled as she ran her well kept nails down it gently.
“Alright Blondie, enough. We’d better get going before the Master has to come look for us.” He gestured for her to walk through the door before him. Taking the lead she walked through the door and back down into the main hall. Soon she heard a loud slap and felt a sting on her left ass cheek. Turning around to give her companion a scolding look, she managed to trip backwards over her feet; not entirely steady in the three inch heels. She braced herself to hit the floor, but was surprised when strong arms caught her. Blushing slightly, she looked up into the eyes of her savior. But again was surprised when they were not the grey of her companion, but the deep green of his master. A small blush fell across her face as she uttered a small thank you. He helped her to her feet, but did not spare her another glance.

Turning to the other male, he said curtly: “You exceeded your time limit. This is a punishable offense. One I intend on seeing through. Now follow me, my pets.” Blue eyes watched him turn and walk gracefully down the hallway. She walked next to Scruffy, taking his hand. Admitting to herself she was slightly scared of the man in front of her, a small smile graced her lips as to the thrills she knew where in store for her at the hands of the two men before her.

Her new master stopped before a door and looked her in the eye. Grabbing a chunk of her thick hair, he pulled her close, tilting her head up to look at him. She was a little taller than the average women; around 5’10”. In her boots she would be looking straight into the eyes of most men. But the Master was extremely tall, and she lifted her eyes to meet his gaze.

“Don’t expect me to go easy on you, my little whore. Soon enough you’ll be thanking your friend as he told me every single one of your weaknesses.” To show his intent, he jabbed her none to lightly in the side, causing a squeek to slip through her mouth as she recoiled from the blow. She nodded with difficulty, pulling her hair, as he still had a firm grip on it. She walked with him inside, her friend walking silently behind them. Their master turned to face his submissive, a wicked grin upon his face.

“So my pet, I’ve decided your fate….”

The submissive lowered his grey eyes to the floor. “I’ll take whatever is given to me sir.”

“Pity, you shall not receive the punishment I have set out. No our pretty little whore shall bare the brunt of fifteen lashes due to your tardiness. And you shall be the one to give it out.” A small chuckle left the master’s thin lips.

She felt the color drain out of her face as the cold laughter met her ears.