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Over near the corner were stocks with
openings for the head and wrists, and it had rings at the base,
which would secure the ankles. A saddle was on a machine and the
saddle had a dildo and butt plug on it.

Christy pointed to the saddle. “You like the
insertables don’t you.”

He met and held her gaze. “Just as important,
I think, is that you will.”

The thought that aroused her was that these
were Zach’s toys. He had accumulated them because he liked them.
They gave him pleasure.

“Something that’s good to understand,” he
said, “is that when I use these on you, it’s not that they are
simply restraints and control. They are extensions of me. When the
restraints are holding your wrists and ankles, it is me holding
them. A blindfold over you eyes, it is me covering them. A plug in
your ass, it is me in there. I like it when you feel me all over.
My control.”

Zach’s words caused a tingling in her belly.
They would be more than just objects to play with, they were him
exercising more of his control.

A bed was on the far side with a metal
headboard with numerous rings on it. It also had a frame that was
high over the bed. Chains hung from the overhead frame.

She was almost dizzy looking at what he had
as she continued to stare at everything around her.

He explained so many of the devices and why
he had them. It made her hot inside to hear him talk about them. He
stopped and showed her some of his toys hanging on the wall—some
things she recognized from what she had studied, some she did not.
Floggers and whips that looked to be made of fine leather were
among the items.

The way he described even the more unusual
items excited her, like the shining silver stainless steel ass
hooks. The half-inch stainless steel was in the shape of a fishhook
but had a two inch rounded ball end that went inside the ass. On
the opposite end was an eyelet that could be secured to something.
He said it was much more ominous looking that it felt inside.

Below the items on the wall was a series of
drawers and she could only imagine what was in them.

He opened a large drawer. “These are violet
wands, and this is a tens unit. They channel electricity through
your body in very erotic ways when used properly. The intensity can
be controlled.”

She had read about these devices. She
pictured him using a violet wand on her. He might touch her nipples
with it or any number of other places on her body. The thought
excited her.

Another drawer held everything from feathers
to clothespins to candles. Another held clamps, locks, and
straps.

It was nearly overwhelming, how much he
had.

“I had no idea of your collection of toys.”
She smiled. “I love all of this.”

He smoothed her hair away from her face. “A
toy is just a toy, but it is different when it is used on someone I
care about.”

The way he said it made her entire body
tingle.

She spotted a camera with a big lens. It
looked like a professional camera. She pointed to it. “Why is that
in here?”

“I want to take pictures of you while we
play,” he said. “Just for us to look at. Is that okay?”

The thought of Zach photographing her while
he bound and gagged her sent a shiver through her. It would add to
the eroticism of the night.

She smiled. “All right.”

He returned her smile then continued taking
her on the tour.

She pointed to a doorway. “Where does that go
to?”

“I have a private shower and bath in there,”
he said. “There’s also a hot tub if you feel like going in it after
we play.”

“You have a desk in here,” she said as she
looked on the far side of the St. Andrew’s cross. She hadn’t
noticed it earlier. The dark wood of the desk and the leather chair
blended so well with all of the dungeon equipment. In front of the
desk were two smaller leather chairs. It was like that corner of
the room was meant to be unobtrusive.

“We can always play boss and secretary,” he
said in a teasing tone.

“Maybe we will,” she said. “And that is one
huge TV,” she added as she spotted one near the desk, behind the
cross. There were a couple of plain chairs nearby. “What do you use
that for?”

“I’ll show you, one of these days,” he
said.

On the left side of the room, thick black
ropes connected through a series of pulleys hung from beams in the
exposed wood ceiling. “There’s something that I like about seeing
you hanging there, helpless and swinging like a toy.”

She could picture herself, swinging there for
Zach’s pleasure, and the thought sent a thrill through her.

A silver-linked chain attached to a hook
above them hung near the set of stocks. Burgundy mats were
scattered around the room.

When he finished with the tour, she was
speechless. It was all so amazing, and so overwhelming.

He brought her into his arms and kissed her.
It was a sweet and sensual kiss that set her on fire and she wanted
more and more.

As he kissed her, his fingertips skimmed her
back, causing her to shiver. He moved his hands up and down her
sides and pressed her body close to his.

His kiss intensified. A hard, demanding,
powerful kiss that showed her that he was already in control.

“Come on, Christy.” He stepped back and
gestured for her to walk to the wall of devices. She paused and
looked up at him and he frowned. “Do as I tell you to. In here you
obey me. There are consequences if you don’t do as you’re told. Do
you understand?” She nodded but he shook his head. “I want to hear
it.”

“Yes.” She cleared her throat. “I
understand.”

He took her by her arm and led her to the
wall. “I don’t think you do, but we’ll deal with that later.”

Her heart hammered and her mouth grew dry.
What was she getting herself into? But this was Zach. She could
trust him and she was excited to play with him. Still, it didn’t
mean she wasn’t a little nervous of what would happen in this
room.

“Take off your panties,” he said and she
obeyed and stepped out of them. Her whole body burned from the way
he was looking at her now that she was just in her stockings and
high heels.

He kissed her as hard as he was pinching her
nipples, a deep, passionate kiss. “You look so good.” He moved away
from her and went to his drawers of toys and drew out a large ring
with straps on either side of it.

“A ring gag.” He raised it as he returned to
her. “Open up.”

She opened wide and the smooth but hard
plastic ring clinked against her teeth as he inserted it and forced
her mouth open wider so that the ring stood up behind her teeth and
made it so that her jaws almost ached from how wide she had to keep
her mouth.

He buckled the back of the strap and stood in
front of her, holding her shoulders and looking into her eyes.

“Let’s see your tongue,” he said.

She stuck her tongue out through the ring in
her mouth and he grabbed it between his lips and sucked.

“I love how you taste,” he said. “Let’s hear
you tell me how it feels. Talk to me.”

A few uuuhhuhhhh, mmphmmph, and other
unintelligent sounds followed.

He smiled and sucked her tongue again to stop
her. “That sounded so nice Christy. I love how you said that.”

He directed her to walk to where the saddle
was, next to one of the mirrored walls. “Take off your heels and
climb on.”

Nerves caused her stomach to flip-flop as she
kicked off her heels. She put her foot in one of the stirrups and
then he helped her to swing her other leg over. She imagined
herself as back in the days of the Wild West where handcuffed
prisoners were put on horses and taken to jail. She glanced at the
cages and wondered if she’d be going to jail, too.

She stood in the stirrups, poised over the
dildo and the butt plug built into the saddle, both of which had
condoms that he had just put on them. Her breathing hitched as she
watched while he took some gel and put it on the butt plug.

“That’s just a small attachment, good for a
beginner,” he said. “Now ease on down.”

She hesitated and he shook his head and
frowned. She carefully moved down, letting the dildo slide into her
pussy as he guided the plug into her ass.

The plug burned as it stretched her. “Relax,”
he said. “It will go a lot easier if you relax.”

Relax?

She forced herself to breathe slower and let
it slide into her slowly. It continued to burn for a few moments
when it was completely in. But then it started to feel good. It was
a full feeling that combined with the dildo had her feeling
sensitized.

He went to the wall beside her and pressed a
button.

The dildo and plug started to move.

She gasped and grabbed the pommel of the
saddle and held on as the dildo and plug slowly moved in and out of
her. She looked at the mirror and watched. The combination of
seeing herself and feeling the plugs was amazing.

She closed her eyes, feeling the saddle dildo
and the butt plug moving slowly in and out of her and there was
nothing she could do to stop it.

At the same time she heard something like the
sound of a camera taking pictures and she knew that’s exactly what
he must be doing.

The thought of him taking photographs of her
like this made her feel even more excited.

“Can you feel me?” he asked.

She could only nod and moan a “yes”.

She opened her eyes to see him sitting in a
chair watching her, his camera now at his side. She loved his smile
of excitement. She could see the bulge in his pants. The thought of
how excited he was watching her made her wetter than she already
was.

After about three minutes, Zach and the
saddle started to fade as she fell into the feeling of the dildo
and plug inside her. She was going to climax. She felt it coming
closer and closer—

“Do not come.” His firm tone startled her,
pulling her concentration away from the plug and dildo.

But then her eyes started to cross and she
started toward an orgasm again.

The dildo and plug stopped.

“Remember our talk about consequences?” He
held her gaze. “If you come without permission there will be
repercussions. Do you understand?”

She bit her lower lip and nodded. “Yes.” How
could she not come? She was too aroused—it was impossible. She
needed to focus on something that didn’t excite her. She pictured
Henry having her restrained. Him half naked, belly hanging out,
smiling at her. Such a horrible thought caused the urge to
subside.

“Let’s get you down from there.” He caught
her by the waist and helped her so that she was standing in the
stirrups, the plug and dildo no longer inside of her. Then he
assisted her in getting off of the saddle and back onto the
floor.

“That’s my girl.” He kissed her forehead and
held her close for a moment, rubbing her back in slow circles,
making her feel safe and secure. Her body throbbed from the
experience on the saddle and it was like she could still feel the
plug and dildo inside her. That was a whole different way to be
saddle sore.

He nuzzled her hair. “Is my pretty little
horsey rider okay?”

“Mmmuumph.” She moaned through her gag.

“Did you enjoy my device?” he murmured in her
ear. “Did you enjoy me inside you?”

“Mmmuumph.” She moaned again as she
nodded.

“I love hearing your sounds, Christy.” He
stroked her hair. “You did really well.”

He bent over and licked her nipple while
sliding his hand between her legs. He stroked her clit and again
she wanted to come.

“Don’t come, Christy.” He stroked her clit
harder. “Control yourself. You are excited aren’t you?”

She nodded again. “Mmmuumph.”

The fact was she was as excited as she had
ever been. She loved it. She loved everything about Zach and the
playroom. Not any playroom. His playroom.

He kissed her again then took her by her
shoulders and turned her to face the stockades.

Her stomach dropped.

He gestured toward them. “Go stand by the
stocks.”

She looked at him then hurried to obey. The
thought of being put in the intimidating device made her pulse jump
with excitement and trepidation.

When she stood where he told her to, he had
her bend at the waist. The nipple nooses dangled and the little
bells jingled. He adjusted the stocks and raised the top part
enough that she could put her head through as well as both wrists.
Her belly twisted as he closed it so that she was locked in. There
was no way to move.

“I love the helpless look of you bent over
with your ass in the perfect position to take you just like this.”
He slowly stroked her ass cheek and she shivered from desire.

He trailed his fingers down the sides of her
legs, teasing her, taunting her. Then he secured her ankles in the
rings at the base, her legs parted. He could do anything with her
in that position, including taking her from behind.

A highly desirous proposition.

He moved in front of her and crouched so that
he could meet her gaze. “I love the helplessness in your eyes, but
the sign of trust, too. Your trust in me excites me.”

She loved that he liked how she looked and
the way that he talked to her the whole time he had been securing
her.

As she watched, he took off his suit jacket
and laid it aside on one of the benches, then his dress shirt
followed. He removed his shoes and socks next. She watched, hungry
for him as he stripped off his slacks, leaving him in boxer briefs.
There was something so hot about her being secured and played with
by Zach while he was still in a suit and a tie, but it was time for
those clothes to be gone.

Nice.

He had such a powerful body, his muscles
sleek and solid. He walked into a closet and returned. He was
wearing black leather pants now. They looked so good on his
muscular body, his trim hips and his athletic thighs. His cock was
a hard ridge behind the leather.