Selene must have stolen a glance at it because when he came back and sat down, putting his feet on her back again, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you done playing with me, Master?"
"Did I say I was done with you?" Arthur asked as he calmly opened the textbook in his lap and started flipping pages.
"No sir." Selene answered.
"Then I must still have something in mind for you. Now be a good foot stool, until I need you to be something else."
"Yes, sir." Selene answered.
Arthur smiled softly. He knew it wasn't the most pleasurable thing to ask her to do, but he didn't plan on having her do it for long. He knew that in that position, her body was probably going to start getting stiff and tired within a few minutes. She'd wanted to try out objectification, so Arthur thought he would give her the chance to try it out and get some studying done simultaneously. Though, it was difficult to focus on anything other than the primarily nude woman beneath his feet.
He glanced at her a few times as he read over his notes, but she remained dutifully still and silent. He supposed her yoga training had her hold positions far worse than this regularly. Whatever pain was in her arms or legs, whatever ache was working its way through her muscles, she didn't complain. She breathed, and for a moment, he thought she might have fallen asleep, except that he caught her looking over her shoulder at him.
"Perhaps my Master would like to sit at the table, to do his studying? And his slave could take care of him from beneath it?" Selene was careful to phrase both suggestions as a question, but it still brought a smirk to his face. He'd thought of that already, but no. He wanted them both to wind down a little before he wound her up again. That was the point of what they were currently doing.
He thought about saying something, about starting up the next phase of their time together, but then he went back to his reading in silence, letting it answer her question for him. He was determined to at least get one section done, and then they could play. That was his goal, and the quicker he got it done, the quicker she could reap the reward. So he focused, and within a few minutes, he had gone over the section he'd intended and reviewed his notes. Surely that was enough for the quiz tomorrow?
He took his feet off her back and closed the book in his lap with a loud clap. She didn't jump or move. He smiled as he stood up and put the books back in the study. Then he returned to the living room, ignoring her, and went into the kitchen. He tidied up the rest of the food and put the leftovers away in the fridge. Then he lit the candle to clear away the smell of the food, which only whetted Selene's appetite for something else entirely.
The smell of vanilla filled the apartment like it had the night before, and she remembered all the pleasures she'd endured while it was lit. She licked her lips, hidden as she was behind the coffee table from Arthur's view. He set the candle back on the dining room table and walked back into the living room. Then he sat down.
"Table." Arthur commanded.
Selene came out of the stool position with a sigh of relief as she stood on her hands and knees.
"Display."
Selene stumbled for a moment as she stood up. All told, she'd only spent a little less than ten minutes in the stool position, but it felt like much longer.
Arthur stood and circled her once more. He traced his fingers over her breasts and played with her nipples until they were standing at attention once more. Selene kept her pose and her posture perfect until he let his fingers wander down and dip between her legs. She moved her hips forward a little as if eager to greet him, but he didn't penetrate her. He simply wanted to see if she was still in the mood. She was.
"Nadu." Arthur instructed.
Selene didn't hesitate to drop to her knees, spread her thighs apart, and take the position.
"Such an obedient slave." Arthur praised her, and she blushed in response but did not speak. "Crawl forward. Bring me your blindfold."
Selene obeyed, staying on her hands and knees as she crawled to the coffee table and sought out the blindfold there. She picked it up gently between her teeth, having to press her cheek against the table to do it, and then crawled back to where Arthur stood in the space between the living room furniture and the bedroom doors.
"Nadu." Arthur repeated, and Selene took the position with the blindfold still in her mouth. Arthur pulled it gently from her, and she released it. Then he brought it down over her eyes, and the room went dark for her.
She could smell the candle with its vanilla and hints of other spices. She could smell his soap, and she felt his hand on her shoulder and listened to his footsteps on the soft carpet as he came around in front of her, walked a little bit away, and then came back.
When he returned, she felt him playing with her breasts again, and she did her best to kneel straight with her chest thrust forward, hoping not to make it too obvious. He slapped her tit, which caused her to gasp in surprise, but she did not break the position, nor did she cry out. The sting of it made her flush, and she took in a sharp inhale of breath as she felt the small rubber clamp close over her left nipple. Then she felt the steel chain brush against her stomach before he slapped the right breast and then placed the next clamp over it.
She felt a tug as he lifted the chain and pulled it slightly upward so that both clamps were pulling on her nipples slightly.
"Wait." Arthur instructed. Selene rocked backward to take her feet but felt the strong pull of the chain still in Arthur's hand as she did so and nearly fell forward out of instinct. Instead, she gasped but managed to keep her momentum as Arthur lifted his hand with her. Then she crossed her arms behind her back and waited as Arthur stepped away again.
"Widen your feet." Arthur instructed, and Selene obeyed. There was a pause. "You look very enticing right now, slave. I want to throw you down on the floor and fuck you like you deserve more punishment."
Selene bit her lip, and her voice fluttered a bit when she answered. "I eagerly give you my body and want you to use me as you see fit. Please, Master, use your fuck toy."
She could hear Arthur exhale. But the next time she felt him, he was behind her, and he didn't take her to the floor, but he did clasp restraints over her wrists and her upper arms just above her elbows. Then he fastened them together so that her arms were crossed above the small of her back.
"This is not a punishment." He said in a harsh tone. "You have my permission to cum. Now open your mouth."
She obeyed, and she felt him press something into her mouth. The ball gag tasted like clean rubber, tasteless in its way, and she breathed deeply through her nose as he pushed it behind her teeth and tightened the leather strap behind her head. She bit into it to test it a little and found it surprisingly springy.
Then she felt him notch something against the folds between her legs, and she stiffened but then did her best to relax. He brushed his fingers against her pubic mound and stretched her thong down a little as he pushed her vibrator into her, notching it against her clit and letting her thong hold it in place as he withdrew his hand. Then he turned it on, and her legs nearly gave out.
He caught her by the shoulder as she adjusted to it, and she swallowed thickly as she tried her best not to drool from the gag in her mouth. She panted and moaned a little as he set her upright again, and then she felt the tug at the chain against her breast.
Arthur tested her and teased her with his hands as they stroked, tugged, brushed, and played with the sensitive spots of her body. Her neck, breasts, stomach, hips, thighs, everything was his to touch and play with as he wanted to. Her eyes went wide under the blindfold as his hand, and she moaned involuntarily against the ball gag as Arthur caressed her reddened ass.
"Maybe someday I'll fuck you in the ass while this little toy buzzes away in your pussy and some penis gag fills your throat." Arthur mused. "Or maybe I'll fuck your throat and let some plug have your behind."
Selene drooled at the thought. Literally.
"Or maybe I ought to have your cunt for myself, and let the gag and plug have your other holes. Maybe I'll just fill you with all three - the gag, the vibrator, and the plug, tie you to the wall over there, and leave you to enjoy yourself while I go on my date tomorrow night and fuck Kelly. Then later, when I come home, if I decide you've been a good girl and earned some release. I might let you suck me off so you can taste what both of us were like together."
Selene's moan was much louder than Arthur expected. It surprised him, but luckily the blindfold kept Selene from noticing.
"You like that idea, obviously." Arthur chuckled to himself. "Does the thought of me fucking Kelly turn you on? Do you think I should call her up, and see if she's free tonight?"
Selene moaned something against the gag in her mouth but nodded to communicate her desire as clearly as if she'd spoken. Perhaps more clearly, given the urgency of the nod and the whine that followed as she flexed her thighs.
Arthur adjusted the speed on the vibrator, bringing it up a notch.
"Maybe I ought to order some more takeout and see if that delivery girl wants to come in so I can fuck her. You can stay just where you are, as you are, cumming as many times as you can while you listen to me bend her over the sofa and-" Arthur's voice cut off as he moved to catch Selene, but she didn't fall. She quivered. Her legs buckled under her a little, but she kept standing.
Selene tried to say please through the gag, but all that came out was a pitchy intonation of desperate need.
Arthur moved behind her. Then Arthur reached over her, pressing her to him, cupped one of her breasts in his fingers, and squeezed the vibrator in her with his other. He partially held her up as he brought his lips to her ear and whispered.
"Maybe, if you're a good girl. I'll even let you watch. And if you're a very good girl, I'll let you clean me off when I'm done with her, and let you sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed after we pass out from fucking."
Selene screamed into the gag and came with a convulsion that ripped through her entire body as it folded and unfolded against the tight grip of Arthur's iron arms that held her in place. He turned the vibrator off but left it in her and gently lowered her to the floor as she collapsed against him, her arms still bound behind her back.
She seemed to be trying to say something, but the gag was getting in the way, so Arthur removed it.
"Please, fuck me sir." Selene panted.
"Don't you need a few moments to recover from-"
"Please, sir! FUCK ME! I AM YOUR SLUT! FUCK ME!" Selene begged, with that beg turning into a yell in her desperation.
Arthur glanced toward the door, then to his bedroom door as he lifted off her blindfold. She blinked a few times but found his face as quickly as she could.
"Please..." She whispered. "I've been a good girl, Master. Haven't I? I've been a good slut for you. Please fuck me. Fill me. Fuck me. Take me. Right here. Use me like your fuck toy. I'll be a good fuck toy for you, Master."
At first, Arthur thought he might try to take her somewhere more comfortable. The sofa, or perhaps the bed, but the desperation in her voice as she begged him to fuck her overcame that sensibility almost immediately. He slid out from behind her, moved to her front, and grabbed her thong. He pulled it down, harshly and quickly, as she lifted her butt off the carpet to ease the passage, but it still stretched the thong as he pulled it down and off her legs completely.
He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her: fully naked, panting on her back on his carpet, her arms bound behind her with leather cuffs on her wrists and arms, the vibrator still stuffed inside her but motionless, the clamps on her nipples, the gag pulled down out of her mouth, the plain leather collar snug against her throat and the blindfold by her head on the floor as her wild blue eyes searched for him and found him.
He shoved his pants down and kneed her legs apart as he moved over her. He pulled the vibrator out of her, and she didn't have to wait more than a few seconds before he rammed himself into her in its place. He was bigger than it was, but she was soaked and ready for him. She was eager, even. His pelvis ground against her clit as she slammed her into the carpet with enough force to make her cry out. She would have tried to wrap her arms around him, but they were bound behind her back, so she bucked her hips instead, trying to fuck him even as he fucked her.
Arthur ground his teeth a little and held himself over her. Then he slammed home again. He started slow but hard, thrusting his body against hers, pinning her to the ground, and pressing the soft carpet and the hard floor beneath it against her reddened ass. His pace only quickened from there, and Selene's guttural moans in rhythm with their fucking became screams. At least, until Arthur cut them off for the sake of his neighbors by forcing the gag back into her mouth.
"Such a fucking slut." Arthur growled as he fucked her. "My slut." He started to say as his hand clamped around her throat. He squeezed, and he watched her eyes brighten as she felt him choking her. He only did it for a few seconds, and then he needed to regain his balance by putting his hand back on the carpet. She bucked under him, breathing hard through the gag as she tried to catch her breath, fuck him back, and hold on to the floor for all she was worth.
He felt her wet muscles try to clamp down on him as he thrust forward, but it wasn't until he felt her tighten in anticipation that he let himself start to think about cumming. She began to shake beneath him, and he shoved forward just as she bucked upward against him, and then he held as his body tightened every muscle, and he felt his body spasm in every conceivable way as he filled her.
"That's a good slut." He panted as they both came down from their orgasm. "Such a fucking, good slut." He couldn't help but lower himself to the carpet next to her and roll off her. She rolled immediately to remain with her front toward him, putting her on her side. He rested his head back against the carpet and took a deep breath.
"Shit, Selene. That was amazing." Arthur gasped as he opened his eyes and looked down toward her face.
"Mmmhmm." Selene nodded slightly and mumbled through her gag.
Arthur laughed and propped himself up on his elbows. He knew if he let himself rest now, he would end up falling asleep, and he still had more plans for tonight. The night was still relatively young, after all.
"Roll over." Arthur instructed. "Face down."
Selene hesitated, unsure of what he had planned, but only for a moment. She rolled back, over her hands, onto her other side, and then face down on the floor. Arthur reached over and unclipped the clips holding her wrists to her upper arms so she could drop her hands to her sides.
"Leave the ball gag in, but take the restraints off. Then go run some hot water for a bath. I think I need to get cleaned up a little."
Selene tried to say, "Yes, Master." But it came out as syllabic nonsense through the gag. He watched her stand and take off the cuffs. He watched as she walked over to the coffee table and laid them out where they'd been. Then he watched as she did the same with the vibrator and her thong. He was going to need a carpet cleaner, but for now, he didn't mind the spot or the smell they'd made. It was deviously arousing, now that he thought about it.
Selene then went into the bathroom, and he heard the water start running. Tonight was going to be a good night.