Tales of the A'rem - First Report - Kaylee

Client – Mr. Vakir Arkrest
Location – Vorzhyd V
Contract specifics – 1 week stay, A’rem member is the submissive, moderate to heavy BDSM play (no permanent damage, light or no blood, enforced chastity, long-term bondage, long-term stimulation), possible heavy sex with possible multiple partners (no penetration restrictions), costumes, dancing, maid duties. Agreed upon fee of 1250 credits per day, at least 2 meals per day, no piss/scat play. Time will begin upon final signing of contract. Client has good history with the A’rem, known to be somewhat rough, but has never breeched contract; A’rem member has declined bodyguard presence, though that is no guarantee that her guardian won’t show up...


Kaylee sipped her tea, finding it to be a pleasing blend, as Mr. Arkrest finished his business call. Like any good A’rem agent, she kept silent, and took no obvious interest in what was being discussed, though from what she overheard, it was nothing that would concern the A’rem. He was a middle-aged man, dark-skinned, slicked back hair with just a touch of gray. His face made her think of a Devaronian in a way, especially with his goatee, and the way his eyes kept shifting back to her. This was the final part of the arrangement process; once the contract was signed, she would be his slave for the week. This was not her first job, far from it, in fact, and she sensed no danger. She was actually excited about the job; it had been a long time since she had a chance to enjoy herself, and her current client was a very good candidate for what she enjoyed. Her love of pain and restraint was something she had acquired from her mother, apparently, and it had manifested itself early during her training back home.

He ended the conversation a few minutes later with a sigh, but quickly returned to his somewhat dark smile. His voice was deep, his pronunciations crisp. “My apologies, my dear. As I was asking you before…how old are you?”

“I turned eighteen just a few weeks ago,” she replied.

“Ah…you could pass for a few years younger, I think. But you have looked over my request, and you wouldn’t be here unless you were willing to fulfill my desires. I believe that we’ve already discussed the important details, so, if you have no questions or concerns, I am ready to sign our agreement and begin.” Kaylee removed the datapad from her lap and passed it across his desk, where he quickly signed it and placed his thumbprint on the document. She looked it over, and likewise signed and placed her thumbprint on the scanner. A moment later, the contract was being transmitted back home.

Once the reception signal had come through, after only a few minutes, Kaylee shut down the pad, and returned it to her small travel bag. She stood, bowing deeply from the waist. “My master, this humble slave wishes to serve you; how may she please you?”

A wolfish grin overcame him, and he stood, at almost military straightness. “No slave of mine will be wearing clothes I didn’t give her. Remove those at once.”

“Yes, master,” Kaylee replied, undoing the belt at her waist and slipping out of her A’rem robes. She removed the white, wide-sleeved upper part first, leaving her bare chest exposed, her nipples immediately becoming erect in the air-conditioned office. Once she had folded it and placed it atop her bag, she slipped her wide-legged, red pants down and stepped out of them, folding them as well, and ended by removing her socks and sandals, leaving her in only her panties before him. He spoke as she started to remove them.

“Very nice, but leave those alone and come around here so that I may examine your body.” Kaylee walked around his large, table-like desk, presenting herself to him with hands at her sides, legs slightly apart, and her chin high, but not looking into his eyes. His hands started at her shoulders, moving to her breasts, which he squeezed roughly, pinching her nipples. He quickly moved lower, past her stomach and between her legs, his fingers brushing her lower lips, spreading them through her silken thong panties for a moment, but not trying to press to far inside. Kaylee moaned softly, and again more loudly when he grabbed her butt, one cheek in each hand, and squeezed. She was already getting wet; perhaps she enjoyed herself too much sometimes.

He turned her away from him and opened a drawer on his desk, something metallic jingling. “Unless I say otherwise, this is the only thing you’ll be wearing, my pet.” His breath was hot on her ear as he brought a collar to her neck, a big, thick nerf leather thing with a heavy ring on the front and metal studs all along his outer sides; it was just short of being a full-blown posture collar. Nonetheless, Kaylee lifted her chin and pulled her shoulder-length blond strands to the side, feeling the leather encircle her neck, coming to the point that it was quite snug, before he secured the two straps in the back. A pair of electronic beeps sounded behind her, and she knew that she wouldn’t be removing the collar without his approval; well, at least not without some help from the Force.

He grabbed her from behind, pinching and twisting her breasts with one hand while his other probed her pussy again, working around her clit. “A pity I still have work to do today…but you can still entertain me, can’t you?”

“Yes, master, whatever you may desire,” Kaylee said, writhing against him, breathing in the strong scent of his cologne. His hand left her pussy, grabbing her hair and pulling it back sharply. He slammed her down atop his desk then, leaning heavily upon her. She moaned and writhed against him, feeling his hard member pressing against her ass through his pants. She reached back with her hands, thinking to free his cock, but his hands grabbed her wrists, yanking them toward the middle of her back.

“Not yet, you little whore. I’ll give you something to keep you wet until I can enjoy you properly, though. I still have work that needs to be done, but I think we’ll both find enjoyment out of your suffering.” Thinking that he couldn’t have been more right, Kaylee moaned again, continuing to rub herself against him. She heard him pick something up, and flick a switch, the sound of a strong vibration filling the air. Whatever it was slid between her lips and was held against her clit, making her wobble on her feet. “Oh, you enjoy that, do you? That’s quite fortunate, then,” he said, removing it only for as long as it took for him to slide it down the front of her panties and slip the little egg-shaped device just inside.

“Oh, master!” Kaylee breathed, her body quickly betraying her as the little thing stimulated her. He removed his hands from her wrists, picking up something else from his desk. Kaylee knew what it was as soon as she heard the sound of adhesive tearing away. She smelled the unique scent of mesh tape as he took her left hand and positioned it into a fist, thumb under her fingers, and started wrapping the sticky tape over her skin. It didn’t take much to cover her fist, but he wound it around two or three times, even putting some over her wrist. Ripping the tape from the roll and patting the end down, he snatched her right hand and repeated the process, leaving her hands mostly useless as anything but clubs.

Arkrest pulled her upright with her hair, stinging her scalp again, and whirled her around, before shoving her backward atop the massive desk. With her back to the desk, Kaylee brought her hands up to look at the layers of silvery-gray tape that covered her hands, trying to move her fingers even though she knew it was pointless. The little devil between her legs sent another jolt of pleasure through her, making her moan, and move her now useless hands between her legs, trying to help it along.

Her master laughed as he sat back in his chair, taking up her right foot, massaging along the sole and squeezing her toes before picking up the roll of tape again, flashing her that smile that she could guess was something of a signature for him. As he touched the end of the tape to her foot to start wrapping it, Kaylee touched his mind briefly, and, as she suspected, found that he was immensely pleased so far. He wound the tape up and around her ankle before he tore it loose from the roll, then went back to cover her toes with a trio of shorter strips, pressing the tape firmly with his hands. He went to her other foot immediately, leaving her staring at her tape encased foot through her panting. She wiggled her toes and moved her foot and found the binding quite secure; she couldn’t flatten her foot, kind of like a ballet boot, but she had maybe enough give to manage to walk on her toes if she tried hard enough.

Satisfied with her feet, Arkrest stood and loomed over her, holding her legs up to admire her feet for a moment before stepping between her legs. Just short of the bulge in his pants touching her crotch, he bent over her, taking hold of her hands, pressing them down to the desk, over her head. “You seem to be enjoying yourself; pretty wet down there already…fucking whore.” His free hand snatched one of Kaylee’s nipples, squeezing and pulling it fiercely, making her cry out as the pain fed the pleasure center of her brain; some beings she had encountered across the galaxy thought she was wired wrong, but they couldn’t have been more mistaken.

“I have to take a call now, bitch,” he said, pulling her upright on the desk by her wrists a few moments later, letting go of her nipple, leaving it throbbing. He took his seat, smirking as he patted his lap. “Why don’t you show me how well you can use your mouth for things other than talking while I’m finishing up today’s business.”

“As you wish, my master,” Kaylee said, easing off the desk. Her taped toes touched the rough carpet on the floor, fighting to find some semblance of balance, but she swiftly slipped to her knees instead of trying to fight it, resting her hands on the floor in front of her as he rolled his chair closer. She eased backward under the desk until he stopped, and heard the display beep as the call came in. As Arkrest answered, Kaylee eased her face to his crotch, searching for his zipper with her mouth.

She found it as the person on the other end started saying something in Bothese about a shipment of new slot machines, sliding it down and using her teeth to pull his underwear away, freeing his engorged member. Kaylee nuzzled his cock with her cheek before her lips touched it, a kiss starting at the base, others following all the way to the tip. Arkrest carried on the conversation as if nothing unusual was happening, certainly a useful skill to master; Kaylee knew it well. She went with her tongue next, moaning softly as the little egg inside her vibrated faster, but continued firming up his shaft and playing with the head of his cock.

With her juices flowing, Kaylee eagerly took his shaft into her mouth, slowly sliding her lips down along its length, using her tongue to massage it on the way down. The head slipped down her throat, and finally she was at the base. Shifting her hips back and forth, she started moving her head up and down, taking him fully inside for the first few strokes, then as she started to speed up, she took less inside, but worked her tongue in a more intricate and stimulating array of maneuvers. She was fairly certain that she heard him get just a bit tongue-tied when she started that.

Readjusting herself on her hands and knees, enjoying not only the vibrator, but the pinching the tape was doing to her skin, Kaylee moved quicker, sensing that he was trying to hold himself back. She had learned some time ago with her choice of client that getting them sucked off quickly usually meant that they’d get angry, and thus add more punishment onto the rest of their time together, making it more of a bargain for herself. Arkrest continued his negotiations, shifting lightly, but Kaylee could tell he was struggling to keep his control; he was sitting uneasily, and his voice sounded stressed, and jumped sharply in pitch once or twice. Oh, she was such a naughty girl! At the very least, she decided, wiggling her hips, she would try to come with him, because it could be the last chance she had before he started punishing her.

Within another minute Arkrest ended the call, apparently in a mutually agreeable fashion despite the abruptness of his last statement, and put his hands under the desk, snatching Kaylee’s hair with both hands, thrusting himself down her throat angrily. “You little bitch! I hope you don’t think you can get away with this!” Kaylee couldn’t reply, obviously, instead moaning around his cock as it powered in and out of her throat. The pain in her scalp only excited her more, and the harder his fingers dug in and pulled at her hair, the wetter she got and the louder she responded.

He didn’t last long after he had grabbed her hair, and neither did Kaylee. The moment he filled her mouth with his cum, the little vibrating device inside her pussy did its job, sending her over the edge. She cried out, still letting him pump her head on his cock, as she rode the waves of the orgasm. Her training allowed her to keep licking him, taking it all into her mouth, swallowing what she could, without missing a beat. Finally Arkrest pulled out of her mouth and rolled back, pulling her out by her hair. Kaylee struggled to follow on her hands and knees, but he didn’t give her time to do anything before he hauled up on her hair, forcing her to her feet, before slamming her down on his desk once again.

She could sense his anger, but also the underlying enjoyment he felt, as he loomed over her, holding her wrists together in one hand, his other resting on her thigh. His face was inches from her own, his breath hot against the sweat covering her skin. “Master?”

“I never gave you permission to come, whore.” The hand on her thigh went between her legs, touching her soaked panties, pressing her clit against the vibrator, making her quiver excitedly. “What’s your excuse?”

“I…I don’t have one, my master,” she replied, averting her eyes. She knew that she was playing herself right into his hands.

Arkrest scowled at her, his eyes darting over to the roll of mesh tape he had left on the desk. With a smirk as his only answer to her statement, still clenching her wrists in his hand, he pulled upward on her thong, stretching it between her pussy lips and pressing the vibrator harder against her insides. He let it go a moment later, pressing it inside of her with his fingers, probing her for several wonderful moments before he pulled out. Kaylee was moaning with pleasure the entire time.
“Okay, you little cock-tease, let’s see how you enjoy a little time out.” Arkrest snatched Kaylee’s soaked panties again, jerking them between her lips once more before he roughly pulled them down her legs and over her taped feet, rolling them up inside out. Kaylee didn’t shy away as he brought them toward her face, already having a good idea of what he was planning, and willingly opened her mouth to accept them. She could taste her own sex fluids immediately; the panties were practically dripping. She really did go overboard, sometimes.

Grabbing the roll of mesh tape, Arkrest ripped off a couple of strips, pressing them down over her lips. Kaylee moaned, giving him the ‘I’m sorry’ eyes, which apparently made him angrier with her. He brought the roll to her lips and started it around her head, wrapping at least three or four twists around her skull, making it tighter with each pass before finally tore the tape from the roll. He rolled her onto her stomach again, pulling her arms behind her, wrists together, and proceeded to tape them there, winding the tape all the way up her forearms to her elbows, which were now touching each other. Kaylee wasn’t really under any particular strain, her natural flexibility being taken into account, but she moaned as though she were anyway.

The console beeped again as another call came through, but Arkrest ignored it. All of his attention was focused on her now, and he had a goal in mind, a goal he would reach. He bent Kaylee’s right leg up at the knee, until her foot was resting against her thigh and buttock, and secured it there with more tape, repeating the process with her other leg. The console sounded again, and he very nearly snarled at it, as though that would scare it off. Kaylee watched over her shoulder, wiggling her arms as she bent her body to watch, though he swatted her ass with his hand to straighten her back out, again, sending a burst of joy through her. He ripped a few more strips off the roll of tape, finishing it off, and pressed them firmly against her pussy and up the crack of her ass, sealing the vibrator inside and leaving her feeling the bite of the tape nearly everywhere when she squirmed. This was so exciting!

“Okay, damn it,” he cursed, glaring at the display as it chimed again. He blew out his breath and gathered himself, though he did take a moment to scoot Kaylee along the top of the desk, to the other side, well out of range of the screen or its audio pickup. He pressed a finger against her taped pussy, the pinching and the increased feel of the toy inside making her squirm and moan. “Only two hours, my pet, then you can be punished properly. Won’t that be fun?”

Kaylee writhed on the desk, testing the limits of the tape with everything she had, each little bite and pinch of the wound silver-gray material fueling the fire burning inside of her. She closed her eyes as he answered the call, once again calm and collected, focusing on enjoying every moment of the bondage. If the week was starting out this good, and with a promise of proper punishment to come, Kaylee couldn’t have been happier.