Sakura moaned into her Harness style ball gag. Her arms were box tied, and she was straddling the wooden horse. Sakura had gained a new respect for the device. She also understood why Anko liked it. It combined pain and pleasure in an extremely confusing way. The constant pressure from the wooden edge, combined with the way it rubbed her. She was torn between desperately wanting off and wanting to stay. She tried to grind her hips into the wooden edge. But the pain from the movement was so intense she stopped right away. Temari stood a short distance away watching. She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. But she also seemed to be plotting, which worried Sakura to no end. Sakura had already been on the horse for several hours. She had worshiped Temari's feet for almost an hour while she thought about their next game. Now it was almost six P.M. Temari still had twelve hours left. She could easily deny Sakura sleep if she wanted too. Sakura was becoming frustrated with her inability to reach orgasm while riding the horse. It kept her close, but the pain stopped her from being able to push herself over the edge. Sakura wondered if Temari knew that Sakura wouldn't be able to cum. The way Temari watched her she suspected she did. When the clock struck six, Temari quickly untied Sakura and helped her off the horse. "Come on lazy I'm not going to carry you. Get your butt over to the bed before I have to punish you." "Mistress can't we please slow down? My body can't handle this for much longer." "We're on a time limit, so no we can't slow down." "What if I give you more time? Could we take a break then?" Temari thought about if for awhile. "No, I think I'll have more fun if you're exhausted by the end." "But Mistress please!" "No buts!" Temari said slapping Sakura on her ass with the crop. "Now get your ass on that bed, and lay face up in the spread eagle position." "Yes Mistress." Sakura said in a defeated voice. Sakura laid down on the bed and spread her limbs out. Temari sorted out some rope, and locked leather cuffs on each of Sakura's limbs. Then quickly bound Sakura spread eagle onto the bed. Temari quickly bound Sakura's limbs to the rings on the bed. Temari grabbed Sakura's panties off the floor and stuffed them in her mouth, then used a harness style panel gag to hold them in place. "Now I wonder where you are most ticklish." Temari said wish a playful grin. "Do you want to tell me or should I just probe around for awhile?" Sakura screamed into her gag and violently shook her head. "No you don't want to tell me? Oh well, its more fun for me this way." Sakura groaned as Temari started probing her underarms. She was so tired already, and she knew that this was going to drain what little strength she had left. Temari probed all over Sakura's body, but found her most ticklish place to be her thighs. "Looks like we have a winner here." Temari said with a smile. Sakura pleaded into her gag, but it was no use. Temari continued to ruthlessly tickle Sakura's thighs. Sakura screamed and squirmed. She struggled, but the leather cuffs were relentless. In just minutes she was covered in a sheen of slick sweat. Tears were streaming down her face and she was breathing heavily through her nose. Temari seen her struggling to breathe and stopped. "I guess I can show you a little mercy. There's something else I want to do to you anyway." Sakura made a questioning sound into her gag. "Oh you'll see my little pet." Temari said grinning Temari pulled out a little egg vibrator and shoved it inside Sakura. She then grabbed a black leather chastity belt and locked it onto Sakura, trapping the egg inside. Sakura moaned, expecting pleasure to follow. She looked up, confused when Temari set the remote down on the side table. Temari gave her an Evil smile. "What you thought I was just going to give you more pleasure? You have to learn to earn what you want little slave." Temari went to the closet and came back. She took off the leather cuffs on Sakura's wrists and replaced them with leather puppy gloves. "Just in case you get any funny ides of trying to grab the remote off the table." Temari untied Sakura's legs, and took out her gag. She guided Sakura down onto her knees, between her legs. "Now if you work hard to please your Mistress, I might let you cum again before releasing you. But only if you work hard." "Yes Mistress, I promise I will work hard." Sakura could feel the egg trapped inside her. She was eager to feel its wonderful vibrations inside her. She shoved her face into Temari's crotch and started lapping eagerly. Her paw encased hand found its way between her legs. She rubbed the cruel leather chastity belt. Knowing that there was no way to get it off, and no way to feel anything through it. "Rub all you want, but It's impossible for you to cum without my permission." Temari said in a dominant voice. "I know Mistress. But you turn me on so much I can hardly stand it." "That's so cute. But I don't believe in sympathy orgasms" "It was worth a try wasn't it?" Sakura said with a playful smile. "I wouldn't respect you if you didn't try." Temari said with a kind smile. Then she suddenly slammed Sakura's face into her wet pussy. "Now shut up and get to work." Sakura worked hard. She brought her Mistress a lot of pleasure. At some point Temari had gotten too tired to hold herself up, and crawled onto the bed to lay down. Sakura had crawled onto the bed and continued to pleasure her without permission. But Temari didn't seem to mind. Sakura had thought that Temari had passed out. She was glad, and pulled away to rest her tired tongue. As she pulled away, Temari jerked up into a sitting position. "That was close, I almost fell asleep." Temari stood up and procured a small steel lock box. Sakura had no idea where she had hidden it. "I can't let you sleep, that would be a waste of our time." "What do you mean Mistress?" Sakura asked confused. Temari switched the vibrating egg on low. Sakura moaned, and before she knew what was happening, Temari tossed the remote in the lock box. Closed it. And locked with shut with a steel padlock. Temari hung the key around her neck. Sakura watched the silver key glinting between Temari's sweaty breasts. That key was the only way she was going to find relief. Temari set the box on the side table. Sakura reached forward and tried to grab the key around Temari's neck. But there was no way she could do it. "Keep trying sweety." Temari said resting her head on the pillows. "I'm sure you can do it if you keep trying." Temari grabbed a harness style ball gag and strapped it on Sakura, then locked it in place. "If you can manage to get that remote, I'll let you have as much pleasure as you can handle." Sakura pawed at Temari's breasts. She tried using her mouth, but that was even less effective. The constant, relentless humming inside her was enough to drive her crazy. She tried using her feet, and have moderate success. After a few hours of work she managed to get the key over Temari's head and off her neck. She tried to carry the key in her paws. But she dropped it, and it slid across the floor. She lost sight of it as it slid across the room. Sakura nearly screamed in frustration. It took her nearly an hour to find it. The silver metal had been blending in with the metal of one of the cages. She gripped the key between her paws again and tried to carry it across the room. The key must have been coated in oil, because no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hold on to it. It took her another hour to get the key to the box. By this point she was exhausted. She stopped for a small rest, that last about half an hour. She tried to lift the key up to the box, but she kept dropping it. So instead she grabbed the box off the table. By the time she had the box on the floor, facing the right way, the sun was up. It took her nearly an hour to get the key into the lock. But there was yet another thing in her way. There was a button that had to be depressed in order for the key to be turned. There was no way she could use her hands. She used her left paw to depress the button. While doing that, she tried to angle herself so that she could use her toes to turn the key. It was a difficult position, and she could barely see what she was doing. She finally managed to get a grip on the key. All that was left to do was turn it. "Times up." Sakura looked up and saw Temari watching her. She started to cry. She had been so close. So very very close. "Oh come on, don't cry. You don't really think I'm that cruel do you?" Temari pulled a remote out from under the pillows. The remote in the box was a fake from the start." Temari jacked the dial to max, and Sakura started to convulse on the floor. "Thank you Mistress Thank you Mistress Thank you Mistress Thank you Mistress." Was the endless chant that escaped from her gag, sometimes barely more than a whisper. Temari left Sakura to orgasm uncontrollably until noon. She then untied her, And they took a shower together to clean up. Once they were clean, Temari let Sakura re-assume command. "So did you have any fun being my Slave?" Temari asked curious. "Yes, It's fun to switch things up now and then. But please don't tell the others about this. They'll loose respect for me as their Mistress." "You have my word." Temari said. "This will stay between us."