Happy Birthday

By JonnySchweer and mrhungry

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, Jon looked out into his make-shift dungeon, one he had created for his photographer friend, Suki, and watched the two women interacting.

Suki was snapping photos of his sexy little college lover, Gwendolyn, while the coed was tied securely to a St. Andrew's Cross. As if that wasn't hot enough, every so often Suki would step up close to Gwen and caress her bare ass, and sometimes even do a little caressing between the bound woman's legs.

That was so damn hot! There was no hiding his arousal in what he was wearing. Clad in his orange, skin tight, spandex zentai suit, Jon's cock and testicles were pulled through a small hole in the front of the suit. The opening was reinforced with hard rubber ring that hugged the base of his genitals firmly. Once erect, it was nearly impossible to pull his member back into the suit.

Walking into the room, Jon asked Suki, "Do you have enough pictures using the cross?"

Suki turned and saw Jon, and his hard erection, and smiled. "Yes. Would you like me to leave the two of you alone?"

Jon stepped in next to Gwen and kissed her cheek. "No, not just yet. What I'd like is to put that spanking bench to use." He nodded towards a low, padded, bench a few feet away. "Let's get her down from here."

Gwen looked back at Jon as he approached her. He looked fantastic in his orange zentai suit and she wished she was wearing hers, too. On the other hand ... it was obvious he was taking in her appearance in the Japanese schoolgirl outfit he had sent her.

Rather than uncuff Gwen, Suki simply released the clips holding her limbs to the frame. Still cuffed at her wrists and ankles, Gwen was led towards the padded bench.

"Let's fix your outfit first, Concubine," Jon said. "I'd like to see how it looks on you."

Gwen went to pull her spandex bra up but Jon stopped her.

"You just stand still and let us do it."

Obediently, Gwen dropped her arms and watched as Jon cupped her breasts and squeezed them a few times, and then pulled the bra up into place over them. He adjusted the tight pink sports bra while Suki pulled the hem of her short pink skirt out of the waist band where she had stuffed it earlier. Jon took the fabric of the white blouse and pulled it down so it lay correctly on her torso.

All this fussing over her made Gwen feel very special, and more than a little aroused. She looked at Jon, and he looked back into her eyes as he adjusted the kerchief around her neck.

"Wow! You look so sexy, my little concubine."

Gwen blushed under his gaze. "Thank you, Master."

"Let's get you on the bench so Suki can finish with her practice shots."

Leading his little submissive to the bench, he positioned her face down and then clipped her cuffs to the base. Suki busied herself with her lighting tripods and got her camera ready.

When she started shooting, the photographer experimented with different angles and lighting techniques so she could critique them later. Jon helped with positioning Gwen to show her off as Suki needed.

When Suki was satisfied with the photos she had taken, Jon asked her to take a few more for him. Stepping close to the bench, his foot pumped a lever at the base of the bench and the bench began to rise. When it got to waist height he stopped and walked around to Gwen's head.

Gwen looked up to see Jon's erection right in front of her face. Jon motioned to Suki, who quickly knelt next to Gwen's head and lifted her camera.

Later, Suki's photos would show the look of desire on Gwendolyn's face as Jon step closer. They would show her lips and tongue reaching out for his cock as it neared her, but remained antagonizing out of reach.

As though she wasn't even aware of the camera clicking away next to her, Gwen's focus was on Jon's stiff member. After the emotional roller coaster she had been on all day, and then the private time she had experienced with Suki, Gwen needed that closeness with Jon. It was all that missing from her day.

So step closer already!! Her brain screamed.

A slight chuckle could be heard coming from Jon as he stepped closer. Gwen opened her mouth to take him in but he stepped back.

"Kisses only, concubine," Jon said as he stepped back to her.

Gwen began planting kisses lovingly along his shaft, lifting her head to reach its tip, and flicking at it with her tongue. He was so hard, and she wanted to wrap her lips around him, but he wouldn't let her! Somewhere in her mind she was thinking that was just not fair! So she continued kissing him, as she had been directed to do.

Suki had changed positions so she could she Gwen's face better, and now the young woman blushed. She felt her arousal increase at the thought of what she was doing, not only in front of another person, but one with a camera. This slight humiliation did not deter her from attacking Jon's cock with her lips and tongue, though.

"I'll take the camera, Suki," Jon said as he reached over for it. "You get the paddle."

"As you wish, sir," Suki replied, handing over her camera and picking up a foot long, five inch wide, wooden spanking paddle.

"Not too hard, but make it sting."

Suki nodded and brought the paddle down on Gwen's bare butt.

"Oww! That hur...."

Her protest was cut short as Jon pressed the tip of his cock against her lips. She knew what he wanted now and opened her mouth to accept his cock.

Gwen's lips pressed tightly around her lover's cock as he slid it back and forth in front of her. Strapped to the bench she had a limited range of movement, and it seemed that rather than giving Jon a blow job, he was fucking her mouth. She gripped the legs of the bench as warm tingles spread through her. The way he used her always made her incredibly hot, and this was no different.

Gwen looked up at her lover just as Suki brought the paddle down on her ass again. Jon was looking down at her through the lens of the camera and, at the moment Suki struck her, he snapped off a picture.

Gwen groaned and said something but with Jon's cock down her throat neither he nor Suki could understand it. What they both understood, though, was that the bound woman was having an orgasm.

Jon continued snapping off pictures while Suki continued the slap Gwen's exposed ass with the paddle. With her other hand she massaged Gwen's wet pussy, rubbing her clit as she did.

Garbled sounds came from Gwen's throat, along with a steady stream of saliva, as she continued to climax again and again.

Jon waved off the paddling, and motioned for Suki to continue with stroking Gwen's privates. He put the camera down and held Gwen's head by her hair and pressed into her until her nose touched his zentai suit.

Gwen smelled the mixture of her master's scent and the near coolness from his orange zentai.

When he pulled out Gwen gasped for air. He knelt down in front of her and caressed her face.

"You okay, sweetie?"

"Yes, Master," she replied softly.

"Let's get you to bed," he said, and began unhooking her wrist cuffs. Suki knelt down and did the same at her ankles.

Together they helped Gwen get off the bench and guide her towards the stairs. Within ten minutes she was asleep on Jon's king sized bed.

While she slept, Jon and Suki looked through the pictures that had been taken and selected the ones Jon wanted for his own collection. They discussed Suki's upcoming job, and they discussed Gwendolyn.

"I know the two of you have grown much closer," Jon said. "Do you want to join us in bed for awhile before you go?"

Suki ran her hand along Jon's spandex clad leg, coming close to his flaccid penis, but not touching him. "Will you keep your zentai on, sir?"

Jon knew Suki was toying with him by calling him ‘sir'. Even though she had been quite dominant with Gwen all day, he knew she was a submissive at heart. Before he had revealed his spandex fetish to Gwen, Suki was the only person he had shared it with. She knew what turned him on, and her question was meant to keep him enclosed in its tight embrace.

"She's had a good nap, let's go wake her," Jon replied, knowing Suki's question was as good as a ‘yes' answer.

They snuck back into the bedroom and Jon watched as Suki stripped out of her clothes. He pulled her small naked frame against his spandex clad body and kissed her.

"Thank you for spending your last day with us, Suki."

"The pleasure has been all mine, sir." Suki responded as she wrapped her arms around him, stroking his shoulders and back. She moved one hand over the tight spandex covering his backside and gave it a playful squeeze as she felt a new hard on from Jon develop, pressd against her loins.

Jon gave her another peck on the cheek and then released her, nodding towards the bed. He walked to a large armoire, opened a drawer, and withdrew a pink 18 inch, double-ended dildo. The each end of the dildo was phallic like those of the large felines and studded with small pleasure nubs.

"Do you think you can stand a little more pleasure?" he said with a grin. Suki was already extending her arm to reach for the flexible jelly-like dildo.

With the dildo in hand, Suki led Jon to his bed and they lay down on the soft pillow-top mattress with Gwen between them.

They didn't need to speak further as both cuddled up to the sleeping submissive and began to kiss and caress her naked flesh.

Gwen stirred, feeling as though the erotic dream she was having was becoming more real by the second. Bound to the spanking bench, she could still feel the heat of Suki's punishment on her ass, but the sensations of her hands caressing her were drowning out that pain.

Oh Suki! What she was doing felt so good!

There were other hands on her, though. Hands on her breasts, gently pinching her nipples ... lips sucking on her ... but how? Her dream was becoming confusing as what she imagined and what she was feeling collided.

Shaking off the dream, Gwendolyn drifted slowly back to consciousness. The softness below her felt more like a bed than a bench. The bodies on either side of her had to be her Master and Miss Suki.

"Welcome back, my precious concubine," Jon said as he kissed her forehead. "We would've let you sleep, but Suki has to leave soon."

"Aww," Gwen whined softly.

"I know, I know. But she can play for a little while longer, would you like that?"

Gwen nodded her head, feeling Miss Suki kissing her shoulders from behind. "Yes, Master," she said, and then turned her head to look behind her.

Suki leaned forward and kissed Gwen and then rotated on the bed so that her head was towards Gwen's feet. She hadn't realized it earlier, but now she saw that Suki was naked.

"Wha...?"

"Shhh," Jon cooed and held Gwen down against the comforter.

Gwen felt Suki's legs come up over her and then felt something pressing against her pussy. A dildo! She looked into Jon's eyes as she lifted her leg slightly, feeling Jon's orange-clad fingers gently hold her leg, to allow the dildo to be pushed into her more deeply.

As Suki continued to adjust her position Gwen realized what was happening. She was sharing a large jelly dildo with Suki! The thought of it made her blush furiously, but the thought of it was also amazingly arousing! Being so intimate with another woman with her Master there watching, even blessing the union, was something that never crossed her mind.

She held onto Jon, dressed in his tightly fitting zentai, and closed her eyes.

For a second her mind flashed back to the moment she had lost her virginity. How she now wished she had given that gift to Jon. But she couldn't dwell on that now; what she was feeling was much more intense than her ‘first time.' The sex she had before meeting Jon were meaningless compared to how he made her feel.

Now, being with Jon, and sharing what they had with Suki, Gwen felt like it was her first time all over again.

Feeling movement in front of her, she opened her eyes to see Jon get off the bed and go to the armoire. He took a red leather collar out of a drawer and grabbed a small bundle of rope before returning to the bed.

"For me, sir?" Suki asked as she grinned and lifted her chin so the collar could be slipped around her neck.

When he was done buckling the collar, Jon looked at Gwen and held up a pink one.

"You didn't think I would forget about you, did you?"

Gwen smiled, too. He was going to collar them both! She lifted her chin so the thin strip of leather could be placed around her neck, and then felt it being buckled in the rear.

Looking down at Suki, Gwen blushed when she saw the petite Asian looking not at Jon, but at her. The look was ... lustful, and Suki moved on the dildo as she continued to look into Gwen's eyes.

"Now for the final touch," Jon said as he tied one end of the rope to a ring on the front of Gwen's collar. She wondered what he meant to do with the rope, and then watched him lean over and threaded the other end through a similar ring on Suki's collar.

Jon pulled the rope tight and then tied it off.

"Oh, sir!" Suki gasped. Her face flushed and she grabbed Gwen's bare leg as she let out a moan. The grip on Gwen's leg tightened as Suki's eyes locked onto Gwen's, and the woman climaxed.

Gwen had never seen another woman in the grip of an orgasm, and seeing her new friend succumb to the intense pleasure only made what she was feeling that much hotter.

Every spasm, every jerk and movement of Suki's hips, was transferred via the dildo they shared, and the woman was moving on the dildo feverishly now.

It appeared that Suki's orgasm had passed, but she was determined to have another. She scooted a little closer to Gwen, forcing the dildo deeper into herself, but also further into Gwen.

Gwen looked up and saw Jon take a step closer, his erection looming large in front of her. Lifting herself onto one elbow, she opened her mouth to take in his length. She looked up and their eyes met. There was a connection there that she had never had with anyone else. It was indescribably deep.

Maybe it was that feeling of a shared deep love, or the grunts and gasps that were coming from Suki, or just the fact that she was involved in her first ever three-way, or a combination of all, but Gwendolyn suddenly convulsed in orgasm. It was an intense sensation, made more intense by the feeling of Jon's hot load being released over her chest and breasts. She felt the warm droplets drip over her flesh, warming her bosom as she moaned in delight.

The visual effect of these two events were apparently enough to push Suki over the edge again, and the woman moaned as her second orgasm rattled her petite body. Having released his seed, Jon leaned down and kissed Gwen, passionately, as he gripped the rope connecting the two women and tugged gently, increasing the pull against their collars.

Both women continued to move on the dildo between them, seeking to sustain their pleasure as long as possible. Several minutes passed before their movements slowed and finally stopped.

Jon untied the rope from Gwen's collar and gently pulled Suki closer.

Sitting down on the bed next to his concubine, he cuddled close to Gwen.

"I've marked my Concubine as my own, Suki. Come clean her off," Jon said as he continued pulling his friend towards them. "Show us you know her place with me."

"Of course, sir," Suki purred as she crawled the short distance up the bed to straddle Gwen. Bending down, she began to slowly lick the thick cum off of Gwen's breasts, shoulder and chest. Gwen blushed as she watched as the other woman cleaned her flesh. Jon's words echoed in her head.

I've marked my Concubine as my own...Show us you know her place with me...

Gwen had never felt so special in her life, and fought to hold back the tears she felt welling up in her eyes.

As Suki finished cleaning Jon's discharge off Gwen's chest, Jon turned off all of the lights except for one small night light near the adjoining bathroom. He returned to the bed and slid in behind Gwen. Moments later, Suki collapsed on the bed in front of the young sub, and felt Gwen's arm come around her. The exhausted trio was soon asleep.

* * * * *

The sun was shining brightly through the large windows of Jon's bedroom when Gwen woke up. The tired young woman looked around to see that she was alone in the room. Assuming one of the doors along the wall led to a bathroom, she rolled off the huge soft bed to her feet.

Feeling rather exposed, Gwen walked, naked, across the room to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. After taking care of her needs she stood and looked at her reflection in the mirror over the vanity. She couldn't help smiling, and even when she tried to look more serious, she failed.

The truth was she was deliriously happy. In spite of the way Jon maneuvered her into behaving in ways she would never have imagined; the exhibitionism, the spandex fetishism, and the interactions with Suki; she felt more secure and confident about herself than ever before. Although his treatment of her could be called abusive, she knew, deep down, that nothing he had subjected her to was anything she couldn't handle; nothing that she didn't want; nothing that she couldn't put a stop to if she wanted to.

Her smile didn't fade as she looked at her nakedness in the mirror. Her heart beat quickened as she looked at the cuffs on her wrists and the collar around her neck, Jon's collar. With Suki leaving, she would have Jon all to herself. Thoughts of being with Jon all of the time made her nipples stiff. She could be his "kept" woman. He would have complete authority over her.

She wondered where Jon and Suki were, and opened the door to return to the bedroom. She imagined they were somewhere in the large mansion, and wondered if she should find something to wear before looking for them, or just go as she was.

Spotting what looked like clothing at the head of the bed she thought that might be the answer to her questions. Gwen examined the garments and found it was another spandex body suit. It took a moment to work out what went where, considering there were oddly placed gaps in the bright pink material, but she soon determined it was meant to be worn by a female. She would feel pretty silly putting on one of Jon's suits!

She loved that Jon wore spandex suits. The one he wore the previous evening was awesome, and she felt her body responding to the memories of Jon's manhood proudly displayed on the exterior of the suit. That was so sexy, and, holding up this new suit, this one would be equally as sexy.

As Gwen stepped into it, she knew what went where, and pulled it this way and that until the tightly fitting spandex was stretched up her torso. As she put her arms into the sleeves on the sides, she adjusted the material so that her breasts squeezed through the holes in the front. Her breasts were going to be totally exposed, just as Jon's cock had been in his suit. And, like his, there was a gap in the material over her genitals.

Giving Master easy access to what would please him, she pondered with a playful smile.

When the suit was pulled into place, Gwen stood in front of a full length mirror and admired her reflection. Her arms and hands were encased in the spandex suit, as were her legs and feet. It was then that she noticed the other opening of the hot pink material at her inner thighs and crotch, leaving her privates open and easy accessible for her Master. Her tightly cropped triangle of pubic hair ended at the seam of the spandex.

She looked around the room again and on the nightstand she noticed a woman's hairband, matching pink in color, with a pair of kitty ears. With a giggle, Gwen took the hairband, straightened her hair, and slipped the hairband on.

I'm going to be his kitty, she thought, as she looked around and wondered about the jelly-like tail he had her wear that one day months ago.

With a little looking Gwen found it lying next to the bed. Had it rolled off the nightstand as the three of them had slept? She didn't know, but she was sure her Master would like the complete image of her as his domesticated Pink Panther. Gwendolyn raised one leg and placed her foot on the edge of the bed, gasping slightly as she felt the suit stretch and tease at her flesh. She felt a cool breeze against her exposed privates. She brought the pear-shaped end up to her buttocks and pressed it against her sphincter and gritted her teeth. It felt so much easier when her master had put the tail into her!

She rotated the end of the tail clockwise as she pressed it deeper into her backside, and with a firm shove she felt the dull plop of it sink into her flesh. Emitting a grunt, Gwen lowered her leg and admired herself in the mirror again. The tail moved with the same smoothness as she remembered. I'm just his big pink pussy," Gwen said affectionately to herself.

After all, the previous evening she did hear her master say he was marking her as his own, and she knew that some creatures, like cats, mark their territory and property like she had been symbolically marked.

While the wonderful feel of the spandex excited and aroused her, Gwen still blushed, thinking of how her ‘proper and modest' mother would be appalled at her flagrant nudity.

But she pushed these thoughts aside. She enjoyed these costumes and wore them for her Master. She knew how he loved to wear spandex and loved to see her wear it, too.

Deciding a pet should be on all fours, Gwen crawled towards the door and opened it. Moving down the hall, she soon noticed the smell of bacon being fried. Her stomach rumbled, and she crawled a little faster, the tail plug moving a little uncomfortably inside her.

Jon stood alone at the stove when Gwen entered. She looked around for Suki but didn't see her. Not knowing what exactly to do, only one thing came to mind.

"Meow," she mewed.

Jon turned and looked towards the door, and then smiled when he looked down to see Gwen on her hands and knees.

"There's my beautiful Concubine kitty," he said as patted his thigh. Gwen saw the command and moved across the cold stone floor to Jon's side. Like a cat, she rubbed up against his leg.

Seeing Gwendolyn dressed in the spandex body suit he left on the bed was a welcome sight for a couple of reasons. He had tested her boundaries the previous evening, and wondered if she'd had enough. Obviously, she hadn't.

Also, by putting on the suit she was either trying to please him, or she truly enjoyed wearing spandex...or both. Actually coming into the kitchen on her hands and knees was unexpected, and delightful!

"You're such a good pet," Jon said as he patted Gwen on the head. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes, sir!" Gwen replied.

Jon turned the skillet at an angle and allowed a serving of scrambled eggs to slide off onto a plate next to three slices of bacon and two wedges of toast. Placing the plate on the table next to a glass of orange juice, he turned back to the cabinet and removed a shallow bowl which he filled with cereal from a box.

Removing another bowl from the shelf, he poured some milk into it and then took both bowls and placed them on the floor next to the chair.

"There you go, pet," Jon said as he sat down in the chair and scooted in to the table. He picked up his fork and dug in to his meal as he scanned the news headlines on his phone.

Gwen was somewhat shocked by this! She was expecting...eggs and bacon...and a seat at the table with her lover. Jon had once again shoved her out of her comfort zone and into a zone she'd never experienced before. It took a few seconds for her to even realize what it all meant.

Looking down, she saw a bowl full of milk and another filled with little brown pellets. It looked like...she bent down to sniff...Coco Puffs! It had been a long time since she last ate Coco Puffs, but she had always loved them growing up.

Sticking her tongue out, a few pellets stuck to it, and Gwen pulled them into her mouth and chewed. Hmmm! Chocolaty good! She almost laughed out loud.

What she was doing seemed pretty bizarre, but at the same time, the thought of it was so erotic it was making her slightly horny.

"Oh my god," she thought, "I'm not only collared like a pet, but eating like one, too."

In that moment she felt so close to Jon; so attached to him. Those feelings were spawned by the realization that they found the same things erotic.

Happy now to be Jon's pet, kneeling next to him eating out of bowls he had set on the floor, Gwendolyn attacked her breakfast hungrily, stopping now and then to sip cold milk out of the other bowl. She tried lapping it, like a kitten, but she was much too thirsty to continue trying.

When she was done with her breakfast, Gwen lifted her head and rubbed against Jon's thigh. He looked down and caressed her spandex covered shoulders.

"Was that enough, pet? Or do you need some more?"

"It was enough, Sir," Gwen replied. She waited a second, seeing that Jon was still caressing her and appeared to be done with his own breakfast, and then asked, "Where's Suki, Master?"

"Oh...she left early this morning to catch her flight."

Gwen was disappointed that she hadn't been awake to say goodbye, and it must've shown on her face.

"We'll keep in touch with her, Concubine, don't worry."

That made Gwen cheer up a little.

"Okay, well," Jon pushed his chair back, and continued, "I'd like you to transform from my Concubine kitten into my sexy cat-woman, and clean up these dishes." He motioned towards his plate and then the stove.

"You want me to do the dishes?"

"I want you to clean up my kitchen while I watch you. Will you do that for me, Lady Gwendolyn?"

Jon's use of that term reminded Gwen of her wealthy upbringing and contrasted it against everything she had done with Jon, and where she felt, in her heart, she yearned to go.

"Yes, M'lord," she replied with a giggle.

"Good girl!" Jon beamed. "That meeting yesterday was necessary, but I felt so cheated by being pulled away from you all afternoon. I just want to sit back and watch you."

Gwen got up off the floor, bringing her bowls with her, and took them to the sink. She blushed when she turned to pick up Jon's dishes and saw him following her with his eyes.

"You're just going to watch me?"

"That's right," he said. "And what a purrrfectly delightful sight you are."

"Oh, jeez..." Gwen quipped, but laughed out loud.

As she returned to the sink, she felt a familiar warmth spread over her. It was feeling she was beginning to get used to whenever she was with Jon. Standing at the sink, wearing the bright pink spandex body suit, and the tail butt plug, Gwen felt so incredibly sexy, and yes, aroused.

"There's gloves under the sink," Jon said as Gwen reached for the faucet handle with her spandex covered hand. He certainly didn't want her outfit getting wet.

The spandex covering Gwen's shapely ass stretched as she bent to retrieve the gloves. Then, with Jon watching her, she began to wash the dishes and clean the stove top and counters. These were things she had never done before. Daddy had "people" to do such work.

Was she "people" now? With the knowledge that Jon was just sitting there watching her, Gwen's mind raced with thoughts of being his slave, doing...chores...for him. Did she want to do chores? No. But as his slave she would do whatever he asked; whatever pleased him. And wasn't that what she'd been doing all along anyways?

After she was done, they spent a lot of time walking through his mansion. He had a lot of nice things that he'd collected in his travels, and they spent time discussing things that interested them both. Even though she was dressed in a skin tight spandex body suit with her breasts and pussy exposed, it thrilled Gwen to just talk to Jon.

For the first time, it wasn't all about sex. She loved the sex, and the exciting things they had done together, but this very intimate time together really meant a lot to her. It showed her that Jon really was interested in her for more than just sex.

The other thing about the extended tour that struck her was that, although Jon was wealthy and had many beautiful things, he didn't come across as bragging about what he owned. He seemed genuinely grateful for having the things he had.

Arriving back at the kitchen a few hours later, Jon pointed to a recess in the room where a small wire cage had been placed.

"Go ahead and get into your cage, pet," he said as he stopped walking.

Gwen looked at the cage and then at Jon, "My cage?"

"Yes, pet, I got that just for you."

"I don't think I'll fit, master!"

"You won't know until you try. Now go ahead."

The confused sub got down on her hands and knees and approached the wire cage. Opening the gate, she decided the best way to go about it was to back in. Maneuvering her rear end to accommodate the tail she still wore, Gwen backed into the confines of the cage.

Surprisingly, she fit, but just barely. When she had backed in all of the way, Jon bent down to close the wire door.

"See? I knew you'd fit."

He turned to the refrigerator and began taking things out and placing them on the counter. From her vantage point on the floor, Gwen could not see exactly what he was making, but she hoped it was lunch. The cereal she had had earlier was good, but she was getting hungry again.

After Jon was done, and had put everything away, he turned back to Gwen, pulled a large black sheet out of the cabinet next to her, and proceeded to cover the cage, leaving her in darkness.

"I'll be back in just a few minutes, my little Concubine Kitty. Just relax, okay?"

"Yes, sir," she replied, knowing there was nothing else she could do anyway. She heard Jon's footsteps as he left the room and then she was alone.

About ten minutes later she heard footsteps return to the kitchen and then felt something being pushed under the cage. A few seconds later it felt as if she was being jacked up, and then she definitely felt as if the cage was being moved.

Gwen wanted to call out; to find out where she was being taken; to find out if it was even Jon who was moving her, but she kept quiet. Her silence spoke volumes to the trust she was placing in this man. Did she trust that Jon would take care of her? Yes.

The cage was rolled along for a minute and then she felt the jerkiness of being lifted again. A minute later, she felt her cage being pushed backwards, and then she heard the distinct sound of car doors being closed. Or were they van doors?

When she heard a motor start, Gwen's heartbeat began to race.

Where is he taking me? She was still dressed in the spandex body suit with the feline tail butt plug still lodged uncomfortably in her ass. Was he taking her someplace dressed like that? Now the urge to call out to him, to ask what was going on was intense, but again, she remained silent.

All of this was having an enormous effect on the young woman; an enormously erotic effect. Jon had taken complete control over her! Her confusion and disorientation was mixed with a huge adrenaline rush, and the tail lodged in her butt seemed to be stroking nearby body parts that were getting her incredibly horny.

They seemed to drive for at least a half an hour, and when they finally stopped, the driver, who Gwen at least hoped was Jon, got out, and then got back in a moment later. They moved again for a minute, and then the vehicle stopped and the motor was turned off.

After a little jostling, Gwen felt the same jerks as before but this time she was being lowered. Finally the cover was removed and the caged woman blinked in the bright sunlight. Standing over her was Jon.

"Where are we?" She looked around and saw the open back end of a van, and a four wheel dolly with a long thin solid metal plate on it. It appeared that the plate was what was slipped under the cage to then jack it up into the van.

"Oh, just a pleasant place I like to go sometimes. I thought we'd have ourselves a nice picnic lunch."

Gwen looked around. There was a paved foot path running along the side of the small road they were parked on. She could see the path cutting into a forest and some benches scattered along the trail and the well-manicured hillside.

"Sh...shouldn't I, you know, change clothes?" The thought of being seen in public in what she was wearing was a humiliating thought!

"Of course," Jon said as he went and pulled a shallow box out of the back of the van. "I'd like you to put this back on."

Gwen opened the box to find the Japanese schoolgirl outfit he had sent to her dorm room the previous day.

"I didn't really get to see you in for very long. Would you mind, concubine?"

Gwen looked around, "Of course not, sir, but...where should I change?"

Jon looked around, too, "Change right here. No one is around."

Gwen opened her mouth to object, but then closed it again. Damn it! If Jon wanted her to strip right there, she would do it! This was what she craved...to be forced to do things she wouldn't otherwise do. These were the things that she always thought of after they went their separate ways that she would fantasize about.

Taking one more quick glance around, Gwen pulled down on the spandex starting at her neck and slithered it down until her arms were free. Sticking her fingers in the gap above each breast, she squeezed her orbs through the tight holes they had been poking through and then continued to lower the spandex garment.

"Bend," Jon commanded. As she did Jon took a hold of the tail butt plug and gently eased it out of her. He threw it in the back of the van and then pulled Gwen against his body. She felt aroused after being confined in the tightly fitting spandex suit. He felt her arms go around him and he allowed her to hug against him as he pushed downward on the fabric bunched at her waist.

Now that the suit was collected around Gwen's ankles, Jon said, "Go ahead and step out of it."

But Gwen hugged against him even tighter, peering around to see if someone might be coming. It was evident that she was feeling very exposed now that the suit had been removed. Being naked in such a public place was more than a little un-nerving.

"Now, Concubine!" Jon's voice was very stern this time and, after a quick glance around, Gwen reluctantly dropped her arms to release her hold on him.

Hurrying now, the young woman stepped out of the spandex suit and began dressing in the school girl costume Jon had brought along. After the spandex sports bra and panties were on, she slipped into the remainder of the costume and began to calm down just a little bit. At least she now wore something that resembled clothing! It was rather kinky clothing, and she still wore the collar from the night before, but her private parts were covered at least.

Jon helped throw the discarded suit into the back of the van and then he pointed to a wicker basket, and a small duffel bag.

"Now then, bring those along with us."

Gwen watched as he turned and began walking away. He wasn't going to help? It appeared not. And why should he? He had her there to do the work...the slave work. She was, after all, wearing a slave's collar! That made her grin.

Following behind him, Gwen was led up a small hill to where Jon stopped on the top of the rounded knoll. It was a good view from up there, although all that could be seen was the forest around the small clearing. And, the narrow road and paths could be seen.

So far, no other cars or people had disturbed the serenity of the park, and she wondered which park they were in. Not that she ever visited any of the city parks in the area, but she thought it was somewhat odd that it was so deserted on such a nice Saturday afternoon.

Returning her attention to Jon, she saw that he had opened the duffel bag and had taken out a large bundle of cloth. He waved it in the air and it unfurled into a big square, which he laid down on the plush grass.

Jon put out his hand and led Gwen into the center of the silky blanket where they both sat down.

"Are you hungry, pet?" Jon asked as he pulled the wicker basket closer to them.

"I am!" Gwen's mouth watered at the thought of food. She scooted a little closer to her master and adjusted her short skirt to cover herself. Jon looked at her and smiled, noticing her blush.

Reaching into the basket, Jon pulled out a container and opened it to reveal several lunch meat sandwiches cut into crust-less triangles. Another container was placed on the blanket that had pickles and olives in it. Another larger one contained potato chips.

"Wow!" Gwen was delighted with the lunch Jon had prepared for them.

They spent the next hour eating, talking, and enjoying the gloriously sunny day atop their little hill. Gwen was still amazed that no one had driven by to disrupt their seemingly private park. Knowing Jon was wealthy, she was beginning to wonder if he had made some sort of special arrangement for their privacy. Still, that was an unknown.

When they were done, Jon had Gwen pack up all of the food and take it to the van. After she was done, and had returned to the blanket he patted the spot in front of him.

"Lay down here, and let me give you a massage," he said.

"Ooo, master," Gwen giggled, "that sounds nice, but shouldn't I be the one giving the massage?"

"When I want one, I'll ask for one. Right now I want to feel you, and to give you some pleasure."

Gwen leaned over and gave Jon a kiss on the cheek and then laid down on her stomach. Jon leaned over her and started massaging her feet, one at a time, and then worked his way up her legs. Gwen loved the feel of his hands on her skin and lost herself in his tender care.

Venturing up to her shoulders, he kneaded her lovingly, working his way down her back, gently moving her strawberry blond hair out of the way.

"Turn over for me," he said, and waited for her to comply. One by one he unfastened each button of  her white blouse, and then helped her pull her arms from the sleeves. He saw a concerned look on her face as her eyes looked down towards the narrow road, but she didn't say anything or try to stop him.

The look grew a little more concerned when he helped her out of the spandex sports bra. Her hands went up to cover her breasts, but he quickly moved them back to her sides.

"Do you trust me, Gwen?"

The young woman looked up at the man leaning over her. "Yes, of course."

Just by saying this, Gwen began to relax. She knew nothing was going to happen to her as long as she was with him.

He began to massage her shoulders and the area along her breast bone before venturing down to her breasts. He stopped and slowly began to massage the spot between her collar bones, giving the area a small kiss before continuing to rub small circles on the delicate spot.

Gwendolyn gasped and sighed as she felt her Master's caressing on the spot. It felt so relaxing the kiss on the spot felt loving, tender, and completely wonderful.

"I have something I want to ask you, pet."

Gwen waited, not knowing what he could possibly ask her. "What is it?" she finally asked.

"Would you consent to being my full time pet, to being my submissive?"

Although Gwen had thought about it may times, actually hearing those words come from Jon's mouth took her breath away. It only took her a second to say, "Yes!"

"I have something for you here, then." He reached back and pulled something from under the corner of the blanket and held it up. It was a new pink collar.

Gwen laughed and then looked at the tag that was hanging from the ring in the middle. On one side it said, Property of Jon, and on the other it said, Beloved Pet.

"Happy Birthday, my sweet concubine."

It was only then that Gwen remembered it was Saturday; her birthday. Jon had remembered, and now all of this special treatment seemed to make a little more sense.

She sat up and gave Jon a big hug.

"Did you have them shut down a park to do this for me?" She asked as her eyes danced around the vacant landscape as her Master removed the generic collar and put her new collar on.

"No, silly," Jon kissed her on the lips, and then smiled. "We're in our back yard. The house is just past those trees."

Our back yard! Gwen liked how Jon said that. She had the feeling her life had just changed for ever.