In all honesty the place was pretty much a shithole
and apparently the owner had lost not
only his ass when the interstate passed
him by but his desire to keep the place up
as well.

For me it was perfect, it only added to
the feel of the mood I was in, that hunger
to dominate her that we both craved.  I wanted
this meeting to be raw, unrehearsed and
bring out the most primal urges within us
both. 

Those deep dark places that so many
try desperately to conceal inside themselves.
That are only waiting for someone to tear
them apart at their emotional and physical
seams. To make it all come spilling out to be
greedily devoured by someone who may understand
them better than they understand themselves.

I'd even brought along a cd that
I'd looped with the songs I use for scening.
Nine Inch Nails, "I Want To Fuck You Like An
Animal", Nirvana's "Heart Shaped Box" and
Puddle of Mudd's "Control" that played
one after the other only to repeat time
and again. 

There were no awkward moments of silence
between us, no fear of speaking what was on
our minds. 
Somehow we both just knew that this was the
place we should be and what we shared was for
us alone.

"Do you trust me?" I asked firmly.

"Yes, something about you tells me that it's
OK to do that," she whispered.

"It is OK, there's nothing for you to fear
with me, no reason to run nor hide from your
desires," I assured her.

"Never be ashamed of who you are, of what
you feel inside,"I told her with a voice of
experience gathered over time and learning my
own inner secrets all too well.

I secured her with strands of slender white
cord to the chair, her supple breasts garnering
the most attention as I worked magic with the
knots that bound her, bound us to each other.

I loved how they lifted upward as the cord ran
beneath the hollow of her breasts.  The way the
nipples became so stiff and the aureola
engorged to a light shade of violet.

With my hands I cupped her upturned breasts,
squeezing them firmly, fingers probing deeply into
the tender flesh.

Her breath caught and I looked down to see
the first damp traces of wetness showing through
the crotch of her red lace panties.

The way her vulva pressed itself against the
 smooth material as it began to gather
between them.

"I' think I'm gonna cum, my pussy feels like it's
on fire," she moaned as she bit down hard on
her own lip.

A single drop of blood trickled down over her
chin where her teeth raked the almost transparent
sheeth of her lips.
"NO, not yet Angel, you can't cum until I tell
you, only when I tell you you can," I scolded her.

I licked the faint trace of blood from her lips
and chin, my mouth moving slowly down the
curve of her neck. 

Nipping gently along the smooth milky skin
as I licked her earlobe and and tugged on it with
the edges of my teeth.

"I want you to taste me, make me cum so
you can cum," I urged her.

"The warmth and wetness of my seed filling
your mouth and then your tummy, all of it yours
to devour as you cum with me."

As much as I wanted to feel the glorious pull
of her lips sliding up and down the swollen husk
of  my manhood I wanted to kiss her to taste her
tongue in my mouth.

I'd used a pair of her panties I'd gotten from
her overnight bag and tore them into thin strips to gag
her, only to quiet her when I knew she would want to
scream when things became so intense.
Screams not born of fear but rather of
desire, of release, of acknowledgement that we
were as one and shame played no part in what
we shared with each other.

I used my foot to slide a small wooden stool
beside her chair to stand on.
My free hand opening the button at the waist
of my jeans, unzipping myself so I could free my
cock for my captive angel.

Looking up at me her eyes gleamed like
firey gems, her tongue now licking the swollen
edge of her lip where she'd nicked it.

I gathered a fistful of her cherry hued mane
and twisted it into a small ponytail behind her,
knotting the hair tighter as I drew her
to my erection.

Fuck it I thought, I needed those sweet
succulent lips taking me to the base of
my prick so I removed the gag for the moment
and tossed it beside the chair.

"I can see it in your eyes, you're a cock sucker
if ever I saw one," I told her as I stared eye
to eye with her.

"I want your cum in my mouth so fucking bad,
I want to taste it on my tongue and swirl the
thickness of it around inside my mouth before
I swallow," she pleaded.

Before penetrating the warmth of her mouth I
took the hand holding my penis and reached
downward to the waistband of her panties.

The thin edge tore like tissue but the elastic held
firm allowing me to grind them between the swollen
folds of her pussy.

I knew her writhing within the chair, feeling
that lacey edge of fabric gathering up, rubbing
between the lips and soaked with her own cunt
cream would make her cum and cum hard.
She groaned from the sensation as the material
rubbed briskly against her clit, a petal pink hue,
the tip almost crimson as it became enraged with
blood.

Now I could enjoy the warm pull of her mouth,
those succulent lips gliding up and down the stalk
as her tongue bathed every ripple and crease along
my meaty tube.

"Yes, fuck yesssssssssss, use that tongue to
really lick deep into my piss hole," I gasped.

I punched the head of my prick into the hollow
of her cheeks,  her teeth skimming the length of
me as I pulled back and let her tongue part the
widening slit.

My balls began to draw tight, to nestle themselves
within the spongy covering of my shaven flesh and
I could feel that tickle, that delicious ache that I
knew would begin its slow crawl up my cock shaft.

An ache that would climb all the way to the very
bell shaped tip and then burst forth, rupture and
release the pure creamy white essence of male lust.

Taking her hair back within my fist I began using
it to control her head, shoving myself deeper into
her sucking orifice that had become my nirvana. 

Screwing the ponytail of hair between my fingers
I thrust my hips to meet each downward stroke her
lips made over my cock.

Looking at her I could see the faint lines of tears
misting from the corners of her eyes as she sought
to take my every thrust.  Bubbles of her clear saliva
foaming around the base of my erection and
dripping down the length of my penis like melting wax.

Suddenly her legs tensed and she arched her back
against the chair.  Straining against the cords bindng
her ankles her toes curled into the carpet. 
The tips glowing pink through the toes of her jet black
stockings as they fought for purchase against the rug.

I knew she was starting to cum, I looked into her
eyes as they told the true story.  That beseeching
gaze when you know your lover is there,
this moment in time when you both become as one.

"Cum you little slut, let go, don't try to fight it,
just let it go," I demanded.

I could do no more than utter it breathlessly as I
too began to erupt.  The hot wet coils of seed twisting
out only to be captured within my lover's mouth.

Pooling the milky juices atop her tongue as it
curled about my saturated cock dome and lashed
frantically to tease and tickle every drop to its release.

Her cheeks caved and released with each seperate
expulsion, her mouth floded with her own saliva and
mingling with the honeyed sap of my climax.

I could feel the vibraions of her moans, her whimpers
against the veins crisscrossing my stalk as she peaked
her own cum and her spine went stiff.

Her heels drumming against the chair legs as she
lost all control, relinquished it to me through her
trust and the knowledge that we were equals in all
things now and always.

I couldn't help but withdraw myself.  To kneel beside
her and kiss her lips.  My tongue probing within the
sticky recess of her mouth to taste myself and share
this as well.

Our eyes closing with each other, the
softness and warmth of her lips against mine
as I breathed her inside me, she breathing me
within her.  Our tongues darting against each
others as I embraced her. 

Placing her head upon my shoulder I
unfastened the cords that had bound her. 
I held her, snuggled her within
my arms, within my heart my mind, my very soul. 

This was not and end, far from it, it
was simply the dawn of an awakening
within herself and I only the instrument that
set it her free.

Both of us now bound to each other by
something far greater.
Something invisible that only we could see and touch!!!

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It hadn’t all been fun and games I been there through some bad times as well. I was on duty that terrible time her only pregnancy turned into a ruptured tube and massive hemorrhage nearing taking her life.  My surgical team saved her life, but in the process we forever ending her fertility. I remembered when her marriage fell apart in the aftermath of that great loss and how I’d talk to her for hours encouraging her along until things got better. 

Years had passed and we stayed close and still visited when we could.  It was during one of these talks in the hospital that we discovered we were both planning to take an extremely challenging certification exam in a few weeks.  “Why don’t you come over Saturday and we can quiz each other?” She asked.

I agreed and the next Saturday afternoon found us at her lovely county house set on some five acres working hard at the brightly lit kitchen table while a light snow blew about outside.  I couldn’t help admiring her breasts and they moved freely and gracefully under her blouse, but knew like all the countless times we’d been together, nothing would ever happen between us, except for affectionate hugs and kisses.  So I put my thoughts of sex with her tight, toned body away and suggested we go get something to eat. 

            The local dinner provided an informal yet intimate setting, but as I stepped over to take her arm I slipped on the back ice in the parking lot and would have fallen except for my hand finding her blouse.  I had grabbed blindly and caught the fabric at the level of her cleavage ripping the top three buttons off her blouse exposing her braless breasts to view.  I apologized, and quickly offered to take her back home to change, but she refused.  She simply covered her nipples by shifting her top and told me.  “I’m hungry!  You exposed my boobs so you can just suffer through the meal having to look at them.  And look at them I did.  Even with her blouse put back together and tucked in her top was open to a point several inches below her lovely white orbs and any movement exposed an indecent amount to cleavage at times showing hints of her areolas and forcing her to rearrange the top to stay legally covered.  

            I was rock hard and she knew the effect she was having on me and laughed knowing my discomfort, as my rigid cock was outlined clearly in my pants.  Thankfully we were sitting in the booth, but just as I started to relax I discovered she kicked off her shoes and was running her feet up and down the outline of my hard organ.  She leaned back in the seat shamelessly cupping her breasts for just a moment in the nearly empty dinner and whispering “Ahhh a sizable cock.”

            I finished the meal in a trance and somehow drove back to her house.  The door had hardly shut before we are locked in a passionate kiss that went on for many minutes.  At last I reached for her nipples as she began to moan and cry out in real passion. I removed what remained of her top and began to suckle her engorged and sensitive tips as her hips began to move against me as if of their own accord, her breath coming in quick gasps.  We had stumbled to the living room floor by this point and I wanted her naked.  Unzipping her jeans I hooked a couple of fingers under her panties and she lifted her ass so I could pull them down.  As I did, she screamed one of the longest and loudest screams I’ve ever heard.  I knew I must have hurt her so I stopped and inquired what was wrong, but at first she couldn’t talk.  Tears streamed down her checks and she writhed on the floor until she at last explained that she’d not been hurt, but as her panties pulled away from her pussy, her body has surprised her with one of the most intense orgasms of her life.  After this, I couldn’t wait to enter her and in only two of three trusts my balls we slapping against her ass as she groaned and cried out and here was were it got interesting   

            I flipped her over to her belly and began seriously fucking her from behind when she pleaded with me to hold down her hands so I pinned them beside her head as I pistoned in and out of her tiny body.  In shifting position slightly I let go of her hands and she just about shrieked out her demand that I hold them down once more.  At this point and I decided to see just how far she wanted to go.  I grabbed her hands and pulled them both up behind her.  Using my belt I tied them roughly behind her.  I then gagged her with her shirt and fucked her good and hard her juicy pussy making sloppy noises amid her stifled cried of pleasure.  Pulling my wet cock from her vulva I worked the wet tip into her tiny pink anus feeling her tense and fight against the intrusion. 

            She was so small the sensations were astonishing.  She fought against it at first but there was nothing she could do and I was soon buried to the hilt in her sweet ass.  As I began to work in and out I suddenly felt her snug orifice contract against me as she climaxed. I held her hips and kept fucking her anal passage felling her slowly shift from riding the waves of her last orgasm to the realization she was still getting fucked in the ass and now that her climax was over she’d just as soon be done.  This is so natural.  Anyone would be scared of a large object up their ass when they are not headed toward their own orgasm.  I was lucky that along the way I’d learned that if a woman can endure a few minutes of dealing with fear arousal will build back up.  She knew she wasn’t being hurt, but she was very worried about being hurt, but she would have to tolerate it just a little longer. 

            As I worked in and out of her with smooth strokes, I remembered the first time I’d experienced a woman’s back door.  I’d been over to a friend’s house when he wasn’t there and I’d gotten involved with his younger sister.  Fearful of pregnancy she offered her ass for my pleasure and I discovered that while I don’t have a massive cock of the type that instills any other man who sees it with penis envy, nor do I have movie star looks, I did for whatever reason have a cock that when concealed in the depths of a woman’s anus before long she begin to climax without clitoral contact and it frequently happens repeatedly.  April’s new movements under me interrupted my thoughts and sure enough I could tell she had gone from fear to rebuilding arousal once more.  She moaned deeply her body rhythmically contracting about my hard shaft just moments before I filled her ass with my creamy load   Gasping I lay atop her my super sensitive organ within her Rolling to the side my cock was still hard enough to slide in and out of her moving from her ass to her cunt as I willed, just using her to gain the last pleasure from my exhausted manhood.  My finger just naturally began rubbing her sex and soon another orgasm tore through her restrained body.

            Until this afternoon I’d never tied up anyone in sex play, now I’d tied up one of my best friends and I began worrying about her reaction.  What if she resented it?  Not only could I find her friendly no longer, but, I could find myself accused of raping and sodomizing her. So it was with some trepidation I released her hands from behind her and untied the gag.

            “Did I do what you wanted?” I asked

            “You won’t get any complaints from me.  God Tom, I came more times and more intensely than I have and years.  You’ve been so special to me for all these years I never wanted to ruin our relationship with sex but now there is something I feel compelled to tell you and I don’t want you to think I’m strange or something. But you’re the only one I can trust with this.

You see, when I was little, my Mother would catch me playing with myself and would make me kneel down naked with my head on the floor, my ass raised and my legs spread as far as possible.  She was going the spank my “naughty parts” so I wouldn’t play with them. Them she’d go and wail me but good with a leather strap covering my ass and especially my little girl pussy with welts. Often I’d been so close to reaching my peak when she caught me that I cum in the process of the beating. She thought I was screaming in pain and sometimes I was, but she made me cum a lot   It was very kinky bordering on incest.  I find now that I can’t cum as easily as when I am forced to or the sex has an edge to it.   I’ve always thought you were the right guy to help me experiment but I never knew how to bring up the subject.  Do you think I’m terribly perverted, or would you be willing to do more wicked things to me?”

            “What exactly are you thinking of?”

            “I have to function sexually in normal everyday sex and I am learning to, but I have longed for the last ten years maybe my whole life to have someone explore really hurting me, but you are the only person I know who I could trust to hurt me, I mean REALY hurt me, you know cause intense pain—no broken bones or anything, but you know to hurt me sexually.  Once last summer I took and switch and used it on my tits.  It left a lovely stripe, but I didn’t have the nerve to hit myself that hard again.  God, I do wish you could have seen how I masturbated about it for weeks afterward.  That what I want real pain, even temporary damage, but nothing that would deform me for life.”

            “I don’t know April.  I’ve never set out to hurt someone…”

            “But you wouldn’t be.  No really deep down.  You’d be giving me pleasure.”

            “I’ve read about such things and they always say you should have a code word or action to indicate in something is going too far.”

            “No.  I don’t want control.  Don’t you get it?  I get excited by what you just did even though I instigated it, but what I secretly desire is to have you hurt me any way you want, as much as you want, for as long as you want, without any escape possible except to take the pain and enjoy the pleasure.  I want you to force me to do every nasty thing you want me to.”

            “When do you feel up to this?”

            “Right now.”

            All right, go pee and I’ll pour you a drink; I think you’re going to need it. 

            To be continued…       Thomascan06@yahoo.com

 

 

 

He ran his fingers over her back and ass. She shuddered violently. Taking up the cane, He swung it and connected solidly with her ass. THWACK! Her body swung forward with the impact and her toes scrambled for purchase on the floor. The thump of the cane, the ringing of the bells, her muffled cry around the gag, and the faint scuffing noises of her shoes on the floor made an intoxicating symphony to His ears. A bright red stripe glowed across her ass, and the tangy aroma of female arousal filled the air. The cane rose and fell, over and over, harder, faster. On her ass, on her back, on her thighs; stripes glowed red as her body convulsed with the pleasure and the pain. Tears were freely flowing down her cheeks. Her breathing was ragged. The junction of her thighs was wet with her juices.

He let the cane drop to the floor with a thump. He gazed admiringly at the welts that covered her body from the shoulders to the knees. Cruelly, He dragged His nails across the already abused skin. More muffled cries came from around the gag. The bells sounded over and over again as he opened the welts with his nails.

His hand reached up, removed the gag, and flung it to the floor. He roughly ran a hand over her dripping gash and brought it up to her face, to show her the juices she offered to Him in tribute. He forced His fingers into her mouth. Her lips and tongue moved eagerly around His them, sucking her juices from his skin. He pulled His fingers from her mouth. She gasped, "Thank You, Master for feeding my cunt juices to me. Thank You."

"Of course, my eager little slut," He said as He reached for the crop and began to ferociously stripe her bound and clamped breasts. The bells gave a steady melody to the silibant slash and percussive crack of the crop -- the music to which He made her dance. Her body convulsed with sobs of ecstacy.

The slashes stopped as He ripped the clamp from her clit, and rubbed the tortured, engorged flesh as the blood flowed back into it. The agony was pure bliss; the bliss was pure agony. His other hand roamed over her flesh, pinching and slapping, causing the juices to flow more freely from her gaping cunt. The stinging blows landed over and over again onto her flesh, marking her, making her His own. Every muscle in her body strained for release. With difficulty she choked out the words, "Master, please may i cum now? Oh, please, Master, i need to cum. my dripping whore's gash is so hot and wet. Please, Master, let me cum, oh, please."

He smiled at the writhing, panting property before Him. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Cum for Me now, slut-slave, right now," He said, as he suddenly brought His hand down with great force, first on one swollen breast then the other.

Her back arched as every muscle went rigid and she cried out in blissful joy. The shudders of a soul-searing climax coursed through her body again and again. A steady flow of hot pussy juice ran down her thighs. He leaned in and sunk His teeth into the flesh of her tits, perilously close to breaking the skin, marking her with His teeth. Her body continued to jerk and her cunt continued to spasm as He brutally thrust two fingers into her sopping wetness, His thumb strumming and stroking her clit as she cried, "Oh God, so good! Thank You Master! Thank you." He pulled his fingers out and slapped the gaping gash between her legs--once, twice, three times--before thrusting three fingers into her. The fingers of His free hand grasped her sweaty, tangled hair as He applied His teeth to her battered and bound tits once again.

"Please, Master, may i have another," she sobbed through the tears that were running down her cheeks. Without removing His teeth from her tits, He viciously rammed her gash with four fingers. "Yes, Master, thank You, Master. Thank You for making me your fucktoy, your slut, your whore, your dangling piece of fuckmeat. Fist me, Master, please fist me. Make me completely yours."

He reached up and slipped her cuffs from the hook on the ceiling and moved her over the rough wooden table. He fastened the cuffs on her wrists to a lanyard that was secured to the table with an large eyescrew. He attached cuffs to her ankles, and secured a spreader bar there--adjusting it so that her legs were spread to the maximum. Her cunt gaped and dripped a puddle onto the table. The harsh surface of the table reawakened the pain in the welts that covered her back. She felt the ooze of blood under her. she cried out as He thrust first three, and then four fingers into her sopping snatch. The pressure became constant as He began to move the widest part of His hand into her. He released the rough ropes that bound her tits, and pinched, slapped and mauled the tortured globes as they began to swell. He jerked the clamps off her nipples just as His entire hand entered her cunt. She cried out, "Thank You Master for the pain." He curled His fingers and began slowly thrusting into her. Her cunt gripped and released around His hand and wrist. Her juice flowed freely and caused a soft sucking sound as His hand moved inside her. Her cries rang out through her sobs, "Thank You, Master!"

His hand reached up and grasped her by the throat, squeezing--just a little--making her fight for the very air she breathed. His hand bruising her soft white throat--leaving marks that looked like a living collar. His other hand and wrist moving within her cunt, rough knuckles scraping the tender inner flesh. Her moans and whimpers were interspersed with sobs as her eyes pleaded with Him for the mercy that she did not really want. The hand on her throat suddenly moved upward to her hair, taking a handful he jerked her head up and forced her to look at the bulge in her lower abdomen. She sobbed, "Oh, oh Master, so beautiful. i am honored that Master thinks me worthy to take so much pain for Him." Tears flowed down her cheeks as copiously as the juices from her cunt flowed onto His arm. He gently laid her head back down. He looked deep and hard into her eyes and said, "Cum, slut, I own you."

As if struck, her body jerked upward straining against her bonds. Her back arched as her hips pumped furiously trying to take more of His arm into her. She cried out, "Cummmmmmmming, Master, cumming for You." He began to rub her clit and her spasms came harder and faster. He rolled the tiny point of engorged flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Her body began to writhe, her head whipped from side to side and she screamed in agonizing pleasure. "Don't stop cumming, slut. Don't you dare stop." Her cunt juices squirted out from around His arm. "Nothing in you is yours to keep; you are fuckmeat--Mine to enjoy when, where and how I see fit." Fireworks exploded in her head and her cunt. She was lost in an orgasm so intense that she felt she was spinning up to the center of the sun. Her cries became incoherent screams and she tumbled deeper and deeper through subspace. She managed to gasp out, "Please. . . Master. . . let me. . . stop . . . cumming." He increased the pace of His thrusting inside her and His stroking on her clit, "Whose choice, Slut?" She could barely catch her breath as she whispered, "Yours, Master; my life is your choice."

"Always. Remember that, whore," as he pulled His hand out of her with a pop. She whimpered at the ache of emptiness. His hand and wrist were glistening and dripping with her juices. He smeared the juices on her breasts and belly. She cried out as her juices seeped into the welts on her bruised and battered tits. She begged abjectly, "Please, Master, may i lick your hand clean? Oh, oh, please feed me my cunt juices. Finger fuck Your slut's mouth with her own pussy slime, please Master. . " She was silenced by His fingers in her mouth. Her lips and tongue licked and sucked her juices off His hand and arm. He smiled down at her, "Such a good, eager little slut she is."

Her cheeks pinkened as she breathlessly said, "Thank You Master. Please, Master, will You allow me to serve you now. Please, Master, i so want to please You. i need your cum, Master, wherever You choose to give it to me."

His face hardened as He loosened her wrist cuffs from their anchor above her head. He jerked her from the table to put the maximum friction on her already bruised and welted back. Placing both hands on her shoulders, he forced her to her knees. With one hand he loosed His throbbing erection and thrust it into her wet and willing mouth. He was almost too big for her. Her lips were stretched tight around His shaft as her tongue worked furiously to pleasure the cock that she worshiped. Her entire world was reduced to that jut of flesh that thrust in and out of her mouth. His hands closed around her head, fingers entwining in her sweaty hair, as he thrust His hardness into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her cuffed hands fell to her dripping snatch and fingered her clit delicately, as He fucked her face like a cunt. His hands bruised and tore at her scalp as He suddenly thrust deep into her mouth, pressing her face into His groin, not allowing her to breathe. Tears ran down her cheeks as she struggled for breath and looked up at Him beseechingly. "Even the air you breathe is a gift from Me, slut," He said as He pulled her head back. She pulled as much air as she could into her aching lungs and gave him a look filled with gratitude and devotion. He shifted his weight slightly to slide the toe of his boot against her hand where she was still fingering herself. As he pumped her mouth, she began to hump her gash on the boot between her legs. She rubbed her slit from the toe of the boot to the ankle, moaning around His cock as the leather rubbed her clit. "That''s right. That''s my little bitch in heat."

Sweat was seeping into the welts on her back, stinging and burning--the pain increasing the tempo of her thrusting hips and the circling of her tongue as He fucked her face. His eyes never left hers, telling her without words who she belonged to--fucking her mind with His eyes. His hips began to thrust more violently than before. His body went rigid; he howled as He thrust deep into her mouth. Tears of utter bliss rolled down her cheeks as spurt after spurt of His seed exploded into her throat. She joyfully swallowed every drop.

He smiled down at her, "Such a good little slut; you have pleased me." He roughly wiped the tears from her face. Love, gratitude and devotion shone out of her eyes. He pulled out of her mouth and wiped Himself clean with her hair. As he stepped back from her, she whispered, "Thank You, Master, for allowing me to give You pleasure.'" Without the support of His hands on her head, she slumped to the floor. He took a soft blanket from the closet, and covered her body. Her last conscious awareness before she drifted into sleep was His voice, "Sleep well, little slut. Sweet dreams."

            “You masturbate a lot, right?”

            She seemed shocked but nodded dumbly.

            “Do it for me now!”

            Slowly both hands went to her sex and she began to toy with her labia.  I turned on the camera then sat down on the sofa and watched her my cock hard once more.  Soon her fingers were a rapidly moving blur on her clit, her hips moving and back arching up and she pleasured herself.  Now that she was aroused I questioned her. 

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Every day.  Often more than once.”

“Do you use sex toys?”

“Yes.”

“Where are they?”

“In the bedside table.”

“Don’t you dare cum until I come back.”

Checking her sex toys I found three basic vibrators, one really large suction cup vibrator with a raised clitoral stimulator and a very basic pair of screw adjusted nipple clamps. Taking the large vibrator and the clamps I walked back to the living room where April is writhing in frustration holding herself off from her climax.  Seeing me, she attacked her clit and was over the edge of her orgasm in seconds, sighing and moaning her wetness clearly visible on her fingers.

     “Well it would seem you are already quite into what we have planned. Please look at the camera and while I explain what I think you are asking for.  I am getting ready to restrain you and this is going to be the last easy exit from this pathway.  You want me to hurt you, to torture you sexually to let you experience not only someone else controlling you, but forcing you to get your pleasure in the midst of pain.  You expressed your limits, no severe injury like broken bones, but you want to experience real, significant, perhaps even agonizing pain, and don’t mind welts, bruising and similar damage even though they might leave some scaring, although I will try not to break the skin surface in anything we do.  You do not want a safe word or motion whereby you can end the action if it gets too painful for you.  You realize that ropes and restraints will leave marks as well and that I will be sexually using your body with nothing off limits.  Are you sure about all this or would you like to reconsider.”

“Are you kidding?  Tom, I have fantasized about this for years.  You’re they only one I could surrender so completely to without worrying they might kill me in the heat of the moment.  No matter how much I scream or cry keep going.  Force me beyond what I think I can do.  If I should pass out keep going. Use and abuse me as the dirty slut I am deep down.  Do what you will to me and let me be your victim.  Hurt me bad.  I need this.  I have been a bad girl.

“Stand up!”

Taking the rope I began by binding her breasts.  I wrapped the rope painfully tight about the lovely round softness of her twin mounds until the both stuck perfectly outward from her chest the skin tight from the pressure and beginning to both swell from the restricted blood flow cause by the ropes.  Blood could flow into her breasts, but it was harder getting it out and her white skin was turning a deep purple and becoming taut from the swelling.

Once her breasts were dealt with I placed the suction cup toy in such a place that she had to straddle the chair facing the wrong way her chest toward the low chair back to impale herself upon it.  As the tip found her opening she gasped out.  “I’ve never been able to take the whole thing. It was a gag gift from my bachelorette party, not something intended to be really fucked.”

“Well we are going to see if things are different today,” I told her as I pressed her down onto the huge artificial cock.  While made of soft material the vibrator must have been some 10 inches long and probably eight inches around with the head even larger.  I wasn’t surprised such a tiny girl hard never tried to force it in but she was trying now and at last after many, many thrusts she had the thing buried deep enough where the clitoral stimulator was where it belonged. 

Forcing her to stay still, while deeply impaled, I took out the athletic support bandages I’d found in her bathroom and carefully wrapped them about her arms so that in the end each whole arm was secured from just below the shoulder to the wrist against the chair back’s outer spindles.  In this position her now purple breasts hung proudly out over the chair back.  Using the same type of restraint I secured her legs in a frog like position to the lower chair, but I was unhappy because she could still move her chest and hips enough to cause problems so I walked out to my truck and came back with some webbed cargo straps and their ratchets.  I used on over her hips to press her further unto the intruding toy in her pussy and then used a second to make sure her chest movement was not such as to change to location of her breasts.  Next I blindfolded her with scarf.  Gathering the other items I had found I reached down and turn on the sex toy. 

I didn’t have to wait long for she cried out in shock and then pleasure as the little clitoral stimulator began working on her center of pleasure.  Taking her nipple clamps I sucked on each of her hard tips then applied the clamp each gaining a deep pained moan.  I allowed her to adjust to this sensation then removed them and tightened the screw and reapplied them to her nipples this time getting a pained yip from her as she realized the crushing effect of the now tight clamps.  I toyed with them bringing her more pain and pleasure twisting and tugging on the clamps and as I did so I noted the little rubber protectors seemed removable so when I took them off the next time I slid them off revealing serrated teeth in the alligator clamp.  I tightened them all the way and replaced the tips.  I wanted her to see this.  Holding them in front of her I removed the protective covers and then placed the first on her left nipple.  The moment I allowed the pressure to close April began to thrash against her bounds screaming in pain and panic.  Even on five acres I could hardly have the police respond to reports of a screaming woman so I grabbed the nearest item I could—her panties and tied them in place with another scarf from her dresser as a gag, then I examined her nipple.  The teeth we deeply indented into the sensitive skin but she was not bleeding so I placed the second one and watched her suffer.  In about ten minutes her muffled cried changed tones and I thought the vibrator might be doing it job.  I shoved a finger up her ass just in time to feel the contractions of her orgasm.

Great, I thought she has cum in pain.  Now it was time for more severe pain.  Removing the clamps I allowed her nipple to recover their sensitivity and then prepared to use one of the items from the garage.   Out on a shelf I had notice this oversized mousetrap, not quite a rattrap it was nevertheless markedly larger than the standard mousetrap.  The spring was very stiff and strong when I tested it and now I pulled it back and aimed carefully, letting it snap shut on her right nipple.

Her whole body jerked in agony.  She tried desperately to move anything to escape the paint that sprang from a point that usually yielded pleasure.  He mouth opened in muffled screams.  I pulled the trap off the nipple without opening it, allowing it to crush the very sensitive tip as it at last snapped free.  She sat there breathing in shallow, rapid gasps not knowing what was coming next but trying to prepare mentally for the next onslaught of pain suddenly taking this seriously.  I could tell by her body language she expected I would move on and do the same thing to the other nipple so I pulled back the metal mechanism and snapped it shut once more on the same nipple. Her whole body stiffed and clenched, but the noise this time was different and it took me a moment to realize she’d just cum again.

I soon fell into a pattern working both nipples and the areola surrounding them. After a few snaps the crushed nipples began to swell with bruising.  I had to be careful to turn the trap this way and that so that no single area of the nipples or surrounding tissue received too many blows and tore.  By the time they’d each received maybe two dozen crushing impacts them whole nipple structure, areolas included was erotically swollen and puffy, sticking out a good inch and a half from the surrounding breasts.  The pace couldn’t be rushed and I wasn’t sure how far to push my friend.  I knew from her reactions I had her in agony a good portion of the time, but over the two hours of nipple torture she kept climaxing about every 15 minutes.  Even this I discovered was torture for her, because after she peaked her clit was super sensitive like most women’s are, but in her current position the direct stimulation to her clit continued unabated and she had to endure to until her body would calm down and begin building for another climax which the whole cycle taking some 15 minutes. 

By the time her nipples looked like any more might make them bleed, April’s appearance had markedly altered.  Her hair, in fact her whole body was soaked in sweat.  Her head lolled to the side except in the agonizing periods ever few minutes when the trap would crush her nipples.  In the chair the vibrator stood in a sea of her juices.  It was time to move on.  Slowly I disconnected her from the chair and helped her onto her feet.  She leaned heavily against me as I brought her to the bed and laid her down.  I got a towel and dried her off.  After a drink she looked better.  But I wasn’t yet done even though she thought so. 

Gathering towel razor and other supplies I settled between her legs and shaved her vulva until she was completely bare.  I knew this would make her super sensitive.  Her four poster bed was perfect for what I had in mind, but my cock was on fire after two hours of off and on erections while tormenting her nipples.  So I fucked her newly shaved pussy leaving another deposit deep within her.  She was so tired she was completely passive allowing me to use her as I would.  Even when I masturbated her as I fucked her willing pussy she just allowed the orgasm to take her without much movement. 

At last I got her back on her feet at the foot of the bed and tied her arms very tight and firm to the upright posts.  Her legs were then spread and tied as far apart as possible, increasing the strain on her arms.  I could see her examining her damaged nipples in the mirrored headboard.  I re-gagged her and then brought in the switches I’d cut outside.  She looked at me in panic, but I ignored her worries and selecting a long limber branch I showed it to her.  The noise of the switch moving through the air seemed to terrify her as much as the impact.  Her exhausted body seemed to leap forward in her bindings as the bright red stripe appeared on her buttocks.  Selecting a slow steady pace in the next few minutes I had her butt and backs of her thighs covered.  She sagged her weight on her arms as I studied her the tracks of her tears plain on her cheeks.

I wanted her standing on her feet for what was to come but she was slow to respond when I mentioned this, so stepping behind her slumped form I took careful aim at her newly shaved slit and struck her as hard as I could.  Even through the gag I could hear her agonized screams coming one after another in an endless wail of suffering.  She was standing now and I carefully covered her breasts with stripes from the switches.  Then with well-aimed blows I did the same to utra-sensitive and newly shaved public mound.

Walking out to the living room I found the pair of vise-grips I had brought in earlier.  Now it was time for the final agony, time to raise her pain to another level.  The vice grips would literally crush whatever I clamped and I opened them slightly not wanting to destroy but to crush and hurt her most delicate structures.  Picking her left nipple I crushed it in the pliers until they locked.  April spasmodically jerked this way and that trying anything to escape the heavy crushing pressure of the vice grip that now dangled from her nipple pulling and tugging with every movement causing even more pain. Her voice nothing more than a thin wail of misery behind the gag.

After watching her for a couple minutes I reached out and released the vise grip listening as her gasping cry of agony changed to muffled sobs.  After another few minutes I placed the vice grips on the other nipple.  I looked at her wondering it I should continue but there was nothing in her eyes to guide me just her desperation to avoid more pain, but she had requested I push her beyond this level so I crushed this nipple as well.  She screamed out and then slumped, passed out from the pain, I realized.  Just as well.

I removed the vice grips from her nipple and sat on the floor between her legs. Pulled up on the skin above her clit exposed it and while she was out cold I clamped the vice grips on her tender clit.  Leaving it dangle I got some water to woke her up with a cup of water to the face and couple of jaw ringing slaps.  If she’d been in panic before she was frantic now, but there was no escape from the crushing steel on her clit or the heavy wrench’s weight dangling from her organ. 

Using the towel I dried her ass from all the fluids pouring from her pussy then positioning myself at her opening then I began and long hard process of dry fucking her in the ass.  I’d never realized before just how painful it is for the guy to fuck a woman in her unlubed anus.  She was so tight I thought my cock would break and at last I oilded my tool for my comfort more than hers and soon as inside her and thrusting as her flesh clung to me with every movement I couldn’t last too long and in fifteen minutes I felt her begin to climax, her spasms lifting over the edge into huge contractions of pleasure pouring my juices into her backside.  As I withdrew I reached around and removed the pair of vice grips that had so tormented her clit.  I untied her and she collapsed in a heap on the floor murmuring, crying and moaning.  I bodily had to pick her up and place her in the bed.   Toweling her down I saw her smile tiredly. 

“It was worse and better than I ever imagined.”

“You need to sleep.”

“I will.  You’re going to stay aren’t you?”

“Of course I will.”

“Just one more thing, before I sleep.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve done so many things I never even thought about.  I need some normalcy.”

“Everything is over.  Things are back to normal. What else do you need?”

“ I need you…” she trailed off sleepily, then continued, “to fuck me!”

I smiled as I climbed on top. 

 

Part three to follow if you're interested.

 

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My father came back from a so called “business trip” last Tuesday, he had gone with another man. He stood at 6ft tall long dark hair, strongly built and was about 30 years old. He gave my shivers down my spine whenever we met. He would glare at me, look me up and down and if no one was in the room he would start to put his hands on me sliding his hands further up my leg. It made me sick just the thought of his hands going any higher and touching me anywhere in appropriate. Anyway my father came back from his trip in a very bad mood I didn’t know why, but I was guessing it had something to do with money considering he was yelling at my mother for spending too much whilst he was away. Later that the night after he came home he called me down the stairs, I was wondering what I had done wrong this time if anything and what kind of beating I was going to get however sitting there was my father, my mother and the man he went way on his business trip, at this point I began to grow curious of what was going on.

I went to sit down when I was told no by my father, he told me in a stern voice “take off every piece of clothing you are wearing” I stood there is disbelief

“Wwwhat???” I asked 

“Do not argue with me do as you are told or you will be in big trouble!” my father angrily growled.

So I did I slowly began to take my clothes of in front of them, I took my top of first, then my skirt leaving me only in my bra and panties.

“Well, what are you waiting for take them off?” my father ordered.

So I undone my bra revealing my 34 C breast and then took my panties off revealing the rest of me.

“Ahh, she’s nicely sculpted, she’s shaved, great tits, and wonderfully long dark hair…I’ll take her.” The man said.

“What? Take me where??? Mother what is going on??? Please someone explain?” I started to cry.

My father then began to explain what was happening. He said that his last business trip didn’t go as planned and he had lost a lot of money and we were all in potential danger of loosing our home due to a lot of debt. He had discussed this with his business partner and he had made him an offer. He would pay of all of our family’s debt if he could own me. So basically I had been sold to a man I hated and despised. He made my skin crawl and I couldn’t even begin to think what he was going to do with me.

So that’s what happened, this now why I am in the back of a brand new Mercedes wearing a skimpy dress, no underwear and 6 inch high heels. My hair pinned up and my face had make up on, red lipstick, a pale foundation, pink blusher, and black mascara. I felt like a dirty whore, I knew what was going to happen I knew that all of my freedom had been taken away from me, not that I had much in the first place.

We got to his house and went in and I gasp once I went in, I was shocked I had always thought my house was nice but when I saw this house it made the house I had lived in look shabby and poor.

“Right then lets get started, follow me to your room were I will get to know you, or should I say your body, a lot better.”

I followed him to my new room when I entered and it was amazing it was big and had candles, a little table and 2 chairs, a luxurious rug and a 4 post double bed. Still that didn’t make any different I didn’t want to be here I didn’t want to be just a “thing” that could be sold. I then spotted a closet with a lock on it which this man was going to. He unlocked it and took out some rope, “On the bed, slut!” he shouted, I ran for the door trying to escape but unbeknown to me he had locked he, he then grabbed my hair and dragged me over to the bed. He tied my left and right hand to the bed then went to my feet and tied them to bed as well. He took my clothes off and then began to speak:

“Right then, you will address me as Master and you are now my slave no doing so will get you punished, Whenever I want to fuck you I expect you to obey this and not fight, once again if you don’t obey this you will get punished. I also expect you to allow other people to fuck you when I bring them back here failure to obey this or if you fight it will end up in punishment and lastly slave, I expect you to take orders, to do everything I tell you to do. Do you understand Slave?” I didn’t answer I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. He then got out a cane and hit me with it on my stomach “I said do you understand slave?”

“Yes….Master.” I replied.

“Good, now for starters I want to see how good you are at sucking cock so you will suck mine, oh and I expect you to swallow”

I had never sucked a cock before in fact I had only ever had sex with one person before so I was completely inexperienced. He started to untie my hands and feet but then tied my hands behind my back, he put me kneeing on the floor and started to unzip he trousers, take them off and take of his boxers revealing his 8inch cock.

“Now suck it bitch! And suck it good.” He said

Feeling helpless I started to suck his cock I was sucking it slowly and only sucked the top of it which clearly was not enough because he grabbed at my hair and started pushing my mouth in more and was pushing me a lot quicker. I could feel his cock in the back of my throat. It was sliding in and out, making me gag, I felt like I was choking on his cock. He was fucking my mouth, his hands pushing my mouth on his cock, his hips moving closer to get his cock all the way in. I couldn’t breathe; I felt tears running down my face as I was getting fucked in the mouth. I then felt his cum, going all the way down my throat.

“Wow, you are a dirty little slut aren’t you? You didn’t spill a drop of cum out of you mouth, I’m impressed. Did you enjoy that my little slave?”

I looked up at him, I wanted to untie my hands had go and hurt him so much for doing this to me but instead I was powerless, there was no chance I me getting away so I thought to myself the only thing I can do is just do as I’m told.

“Yes, I did enjoy sucking your cock.” I lied.

“Wrong slut, wrong! You didn’t address me as Master so for that you will be punished”

He then reached up towards the ceiling in the middle of the room were there were some shackles hanging down, he then grabbed my hands and put them in the shackles. I could barely reach them so my whole body felt as if it was being stretched; I was standing on the tips of my toes. He then got something else out of the cupboard but I could not make out what it was. He told me to hold still and then put something on my nipples which hurt so much. They were nipple clamps. The pain was excruciating.

Then he got the cane back out.

“For your disrespect of not calling me master you receive your first ever punishment, I am going to hit you with the cane 10 times on different parts of your body.”

I started to panic, I didn’t want to get hit with the cane but I daren’t argue.

“One!” he growled.

He hit me on my right arm

“Two!”

This time he hit me on my left arm

“Three”

He hit me on my left leg

“Four!”

The pain now starting to become unbearable he his me on my right leg

“Five”

He hit me on my stomach

“Now for the fun part, Six”

He hit me on my left breast, I had never felt so much pain, with the clamps on my nipples and the cane going full force on them it hurt so much.

“Seven”

I got hit on my right breast

“Eight!”

Hitting me on my back

“Your last 2 slut, Nine”

He hit me across my arse it stung so much

“Last one, 10”

This was the most painful of all, it hurt so much it was on my arse again but my master had hit me a lot harder than he had any of the other 9 times.

He then got out a dildo, spread my legs and shoved it deep in my vagina.

“Does it feel good in you pussy my little fuck toy?”

“No master.” I replied

“Well you best get use to things being in your tight cunt because it’s going to be happening a lot. In fact you best get use to all your holes being filled because my cock needs to be seen to a lot and it loves every hole on a women.”

He was pounding a dildo in to my pussy whilst calling me a whore, a slag, and how I was going to become his new fuck toy and cum slut.  He then took the dildo out of my pussy and said:

“Now I’m going to put this in your mouth and I want it to stay there until you have licked it clean, whilst you do I am going to take pictures”

I was just hung there from the shackles, with a dildo in my mouth and my master taking pictures, I felt so humiliated but I also felt a different feeling, a feeling that was more pleasurable. No surely not but it was true, I found my self getting turned on I could feel myself getting wet.

“Was that fun slut?” he asked

“No, it hurt so much and I felt so humiliated. I promise to behave myself in the future master”

“Well from the look of your pussy you seemed to enjoy your self.”

He took me down from the shackles and placed me on the bed, my body felt tired, worn out and sore. I just wanted to crawl away and go to sleep but my master had something else he wanted to try out first.

Because he knew I was too weak to fight back he didn’t bother tying me back up, instead he started to touch my pussy, starting with my clit, he could feel how swollen it was and it felt good as he rubbed and flicked my clit, I started to moan slightly.

“So you’re enjoying this then? Looks like you’re going to be easier to train than I thought.”

I didn’t reply I was too caught up in this wonderful feeling, he then got on top of me and slide his cock inside of me, he started of slow but then with no signal he went in my quick and deep.

“Is this what a dirty whore likes? Your pussy being pounded by your master hard, fast and deep. I’m going to make you cum tonight slut, whether you like it or not.” He said to me.

I felt so lifeless but I was also trying to resist enjoying my self. I didn’t want to give into this feeling. But In the end I could help myself, as he pinched and squeezed away at my nipples, fucked my tight cunt I could feel an orgasm building up. He must have known this because just has I had cum he cummed too sending volts of both pleasure and pain into me.

“You enjoyed yourself tonight, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t lie so I told the truth:

“Yes I did master, at first I was horrified by what you were doing, and the pain was unbearable but I started to enjoy myself more and more master.”

“Good, I’m glad, we are going to have so much fun in the future slave, I mean I still haven’t played with your arse yet or got you to fuck other people in fact there are lots of things you haven’t done for me yet slut, but that will all be for another day, I think you have had all you can handle to night.”

He then left the room, I was curled up on the bed in so much pain but I had never felt so much satisfaction. I didn’t understand what was going on but I knew that there was going to plenty more nights like this one. Yes my freedom was gone, yes I was owned by a Master but I began to think that I could handle getting adjusted to this life.  

Thanks for reading; I will write part 2 soon. =)

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I was out with friends in a bar and id sunk a few it was still early but after calling time with my possessive  on off boyfriend Tony id needed a drink and started early. He was the possessive type which just didn’t suit me at all I was playing pool with some of the boys and as usual I was getting a fair bit of attention, now im not a beauty queen but at nearly 6ft a size 16 and 38 DD breasts and adding the fact im a total flirt I get a fair bit of attention. I was wearing my usual uniform of leather…I love leather the feel the look it makes me feel so sexy so with my short leather skirt a tight top that leaves nothing to the imagination and black thigh boots I was ready for a good night, and a good fuck!!

Jake came in the bar at about 9 and headed strait for me, now id always fancied Jake but he was Tony’s best friend so he was off limits, im a bitch but not that much of a bitch.

“How’s things Hun” he said as he walked up to me.

“Fine thanks have you spoke to Tony”

“No why”

“I called time with him, he’s just too possessive for my liking I couldn’t fucking breath with out been accused of looking at some guy or another, he drove me fucking crazy”

He laughed “I wondered how long it would take you, is it my turn now” he said with a twinkle in his eye and I must say a very impressive bulge in his pants. My pussy was screaming yes my head was saying no.

“You’re his best mate so no, it’s not your turn next but you can get me a drink and ill kick your ass at pool” I said with a laugh

“so what your saying is that if I wasn’t his best mate you would let me fuck you, mmmm one drink coming up, the night is young” he said, winked at me and headed for the bar.

I set the balls up on the table my pussy was trying to rule my head and my eyes kept wondering over to Jake.

We played pool and chatted most of the night the drinks were going down nicely and I was well on my way. The flirting hadn’t stopped all night and my pussy was dripping wet with all the sex talk and dirty remarks. A few of the lads had come in and were having there say too. As the drinks flowed my worries of him been Tony’s best mate slipped away as my pussy started to rule my head. Last orders came and went and before I new it I was in a cab on my way back to jakes place. My pussy now completely in control. My phone rang it was a withheld number?

“Hello”

“You slag I no who you are with”

“Tony go away I don’t want to hear your shit” I hung up the phone

“It was Tony he says he knows who im with who the fuck as he been talking to”

“come on Taya we have been in the pub all night he will have been ringing around asking people what you were up to you know what he is like, he text me earlier asking if I had seen you”

“God he’s such a wanker who does he think he is”

“Don’t let him get to you come here I have something that will make you feel better”

he pulled me too him and kiss me hard on the mouth my pussy was throbbing as his hand worked its way up my leg, my tits were free and his mouth found its way to my hard nipples, I spread my legs and arched my back to give him better access, fuck he felt good. The fact that the taxi driver was too busy watching us to drive safely didn’t bother me at all I needed a good fuck and that’s all that mattered. He sucked and chewed my nipples as two of his fingers found there way into my wet throbbing cunt as his thumb rubbed my clit. He rubbed harder and finger fucked me hard I freed his cock and was impressed by the 9inch and good girth I found, it was rock solid and needed some attention. I pushed him back and tuck his cock in my mouth sucking him deep, he reached over and played with my ass as I sucked his cock, I love my ass been played with and moaned as I sucked his cock I ran my tongue on the underside of his cock and I ran my teeth over his bell end, he was leaking lots of pre cum that I lapped up greedily, his finger had found its way inside my ass and I was rubbing my clit I was sucking him like a mad woman, Jake was moaning loudly and had starting fucking my face. After ten minutes of this he was ready to shoot his load my own orgasm was building and I was moaning loudly I started to finger fuck my cunt which tipped me over the edge he fucked my ass faster and I came hard on my own fingers, I deep throated him and tuck his cock right to the base as I came, he couldn’t take no more and shot his load right down my throat, there was so much but I didn’t waste a drop. I sat up with a large grin on my face I then realised we were out side jakes flat.

“How long have we been here”

“About 10 minutes  but I didn’t want to disturb you, you looked like you were having fun” said the taxi driver

“What do we owe you I asked” laughing at him

“Nothing the show was enough, fancy anymore company” he said with a wink

“No thanks mate she’s all mine tonight” said Jake

we headed into the house, as soon as the door was shut he had me pinned against the wall, my skirt around my waist he knelt in front of me, I lifted my leg and rested it on his shoulder he started to lap at my pussy, sucking on my pussy lips and flicking his tongue over my already sensitive clit, I moaned and freed my tits I began to play with my nipples tweaking and pulling them hard. He pushed two fingers inside my cunt, hard! It tuck my breath away he had found my G spot, he looked up at me “you’re a dirty slut Taya and your in for a fucking good night I have a surprise for you” I looked down at him ready to reply but he had clamped his mouth around my clit again and all I managed was a loud moan. I grabbed his hair and ground my cunt in his face I was ready to cum again he brought me right to the edge then pulled away. He stood up and kissed me hard on the mouth I could taste my own cunt juices on his lips and tongue. “its time for your surprise Taya are you ready” I looked at him a little confused but my pussy was shouting for more so I just went with it “what surprise Jake” he went into the room and came back with a blind fold, he could see the worry in my eyes “come on Taya its just a bit of fun when ever you say stop I will” he said to me as he pulled me close and started to kiss and nibble my neck, there was nothing I could do except go along with it he had me in his spell all I wanted now was his cock inside me. He but the blind fold on and turned me around, grabbing my arms around my back and pushed me forwards, the blindfold was tight around my eyes and I could see nothing, not been able to see was a little disorientating but very arousing. I herd a door open in front of me “there are steps in front of you Taya” I slowly walked down the steps, I smelled damp it must have been the cellar. What were we doing in the cellar? I felt a little scared and Jake must of sensed it “don’t worry just say stop at any time it will be fun I promise you” he said as he reached around and pulled my nipples in turn, I did trust him and the attention to my nipples made my cunt throb and the need for cock was burning inside me. We reached the bottom of the steps and we walked forward he grabbed my arm and lifted it up I felt something cold around my wrist. A handcuff? I herd the lock click into place instead of fear I just felt even more excited my cunt juice was running down my legs. He did the same to my other wrist. I felt him remove my skirt I never wear underwear so I was naked except my boots and top which my tits were freed from. I couldn’t believe what I was doing I was in a cellar with a man I didn’t really know that well and he had me more or less naked handcuffed and blind folded, was I mad? I herd Jake shuffling around like draws were been opened but I couldn’t be sure.

“What do you want slut? Tell me!”

His voice was hard, he was in control and he new it

“I asked you a question slut now answer me” as he said it he whipped my ass it hurt but the pain just added to the excitement it took my breath away “I want your cock” I shouted, he whipped me again “where slut?” “In my cunt I want your cock in my cunt”

“You are a dirty slut, aren’t you slut”

“Yes”

He whipped me again harder than the first two times, it hurt, and I was a little scared

“Yes master don’t you mean you disobedient slut”

“Yes master”

He walked behind me and slid a finger roughly up my ass “what about here, do you want cock here too slut?”

“O god yes….master” I had never thought I would get off on pain but I was in heaven and I wanted more. “I want to be fucked hard in both holes” he whipped me again twice “don’t speak slut unless you are spoken to understand”

“Yes master”

“That’s better slut, now I said I had a surprise for you and you still haven’t had it would you like to know what it is slut”

I was confused now I thought this was the surprise, what could it be my pussy was aching for attention and my nipples where that hard from the cold of the cellar and my highly aroused state that they where tingerling. “Yes I want my surprise master” I gasped. Jake was still fingering my ass and had started to spank my ass cheeks, I suddenly felt another presence in the room and then I felt cold fingers putting something on my nipples, then something fastening tight around it, who the fuck was it my mind was racing as my other nipple was fastened in the same way. My nipples began to sting as the blood supply was stopped from what I guessed where nipple ties.

“Thought you could get rid of me slut, ha well you thought wrong you will never get rid of me you are mine and jakes slave and you will do as we tell you, understand slut”

I was stunned I knew that voice anywhere it was Tony!!! Jake was laughing too. The bastards must have set this up between them and I had fallen for it completely. Tony sucked my nipples which hurt but to my amazement my body was reacting to it even if my mind wasn’t, he started to rub my clit and I was lost to them I was there’s for the taking and there wasn’t a dame thing I could do about it. With Jake finger fucking my ass and spanking my ass cheeks, Tony sucking my nipples and rubbing my clit and the sheer excitement and shock of it all I was close to cumming, it was building slowly and I knew it was going to be one of the biggest most intense orgasms of my life. I was moaning and bucking on there fingers like a mad woman I needed to cum.

“Look at the dirty fucking cum slut Tony she is gagging for it. You want to cum on our fingers slut, well do you come on speak to us baby”

“I don’t think we should let her cum yet Jake mate, the disobedient slut didn’t answer my fucking question” I was so close to cumming they couldn’t stop now “please don’t stop please im begging you let me come…..masters”

They both laughed then stopped bringing me off “you fucking bastards I yelled”

I had my ass spanked by Jake and my face slapped by Tony at the same time “now you have made me mad Taya you will pay for that slut, said Tony he yanked the nipple ties off my nipples I cried out in pain. “Get the slut down and put her on the bench Jake mate”

I was freed from the cuffs and moved over and laid on what I though was some kind of horse bench both my ankles and arms where tied to the legs of it. Why I didn’t try and struggle and run free when they uncuffed me I don’t know…well I do know I wanted fucking and I wanted fucking bad I was enjoying this and I wanted more. All was silent for what seemed to be ages but must have been just a few minutes then I felt something cold against my cunt hole, they pushed it inside and laughed while they did it, I haven’t a clue what it was but it was fucking huge and was stretching me to the max “o Jesus, fucking hell what the fuck is it” it was pulled out of me hard and I was spanked several times “what have you been told you fucking dirty filthy cum slut you talk when you are spoken to, you are really fucking pissing me off ill fucking show you slut” said Jake I herd what sounded like trousers been opened and pulled down then I felt a cock at the entrance to my ass and forced into me with such force it brought tiers to my eyes, he started pounded my ass so fast and hard I came strait away with a force I had never had before felt I could feel my cum running down my legs. “Well if you can have some so can I laughed Tony. Look at the dirty bitch she is loving every fucking second of this” I then felt my head pulled up by my hair and toys cock at my lips, I opened up and start to suck his cock greedily, he was fucking my face and pushing his cock right to the back of my throat, he was choking me and I was loving every minute of it, I was cumming again, I just couldn’t stop. They were fucking me like I was a piece of meat and I guessed that’s I all was to them, I was theirs for there pleasure to do as they pleased with and the most scary thing of all was I wanted to be their piece of meat I had felt something tonight I had never felt before and I wanted it to carry on I new in my heart that this wouldn’t be the only time this happened I was theirs now to do as they pleased as and when it suited them.

They carried on fucking me like this for a good half hour and I was amazed at there staying power they where both pounding away had my holes hard and fast. I had lost count at the amount of likes I had cum, I was in a world of my own, a world of complete ecstasy. I felt both their cocks start to twitch at the same time they where both about to cum “ you want filling slut you want us to fill your slut holes with cum” said Tony “ well here it fucking comes you cum slut” cried Jake as they both started to pound my holes faster and harder, I felt hot spurts of cum fill my ass and the back of my throat at the same time I was cumming too so hard I think I past out for a few seconds, I came around a little and felt them both pull out of me, I groaned and coughed and just lay there spent, “come on Jake mate lets go and have a beer, im fucking starving too, this slut can wait till we have our energy back again” said Tony then they both walked back us stairs laughing.

I don’t know how long I was left there it felt like hours, I was cold and my ass and jaw where aching but I felt so satisfied, the after glow of a good fuck made me fall asleep I came around and was a little disorientated, then I remembered what had happened and where I was, I was surprised with myself and how much I had enjoyed it and even more surprising I wanted more and started wondering what they would do to me when they came back down. I didn’t have to wait long to find out, I herd foot steps on the stairs, my pussy tingled! They came towards me and pulled the blind fold from my eyes I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked around me and saw what can only be described as a dungeon it was dark and dank with a huge chest of draws with god knows what in, different types and sizes of whips, paddles, nipple clamps and ties and things that I have never seen before hung on the walls they looked scary but it lit a fire inside of me and wanted to know what they all where and what they did. I was excited, curious, a little scared but most of all horny I wanted more and I wanted it now. ”what are you going to do to me” I asked looking up into Tony’s eyes. He started to untie me “now listen to me and listed good you are our slave now you please both me and Jake as and when we please, you will do as we say when we say and if you disobey you will be punished you will call us master at all times understand slut?” I looked into his eyes “yes master”

“that’s a good girl you are learning now im going to let you back upstairs, you will go upstairs and shower there are some things set out for you, you will wear them for us now go slut”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Perhaps I should explain about myself.  I am a 19 year-old college student and involved in a long distance relationship that allows me only a few days a year to get fucked.  Needless to say I spend a lot of time masturbating and in a search for some type of satisfaction, I’ve turned to my fantasies of BDSM to maintain my arousal.  I’ve had some of the best climaxes of my life in my fantasies of nipple torment.  My favorite has been a recurring idea for years and in it I imagine being alive back in the old fashioned puritan days and for some minor offense I an sentenced to the town stocks.  I always picture them in a different way than you might think.  In my mind I am made to strip naked my hands tied behind my back forcing my breast to jut outward for all to see and then I am led naked and exposed throughout the entire town to the town center where they is a special stock just for women.  There is a seat and built into the seat is a huge wooden phallus, blacked from the thick axle grease used to condition and lubricate it before each woman.  As I watch the massive organ is smeared with the tarry lubricant and the two male executioners – at least that is how I view them guide me over to it.  Then placing one arm behind my back and the other under each thigh they lift me up and line up my tiny female opening with the huge wooden cock and then violently shove me down fully impaling me, the huge girth making me scream in pain as it violates my very tight passage.  Then a horizontal stock in lowered securing my hands and neck upright so I appear like a perpetual robbery victim with my hands raised upright.  Finally a smaller stock is slid in front of my chest carefully selected from a variety of available sizes the round openings chosen so that they will be just a little too small for my full breasts and my tender tissue is forced into the opening as the top closes crushing my breasts and forcing them obscenely outward in an exaggerated posture, as if they were being offered to the crowd that surrounds me jeering and mocking me.  By now my breath is coming in ragged gulps and my body covered in perspiration as my tits slowly turn purple.  Finally two huge spring loaded clamps are placed on my nipples crushing them as I scream and scream in pain and pleasure displayed for all the world to see as I suffer and climax over and over like the wicked little whore I am.  Worst is that fact that displaced as I am I can be touched, tortured of abused in anyway my fellow townspeople wish.

 

When I first read my master’s stories they had this same fine quality of suffering and pleasure and I begged him to be my Master even if only long distance and he agreed, but only if our long distance relationship would eventually move on to an in-person encounter.  He understood even if I didn’t that what appeals in fantasy, does not always arouse in reality.  Today my first session is mild by the terms of my fantasies, but my Master wanted me to enjoy my first real time. 

 

I am to take some clothes pins and slowly place four of them on the areolas of my nipples one on each side like the four points of the compass and then leave them in place while I masturbate for ten minutes seeing if I can overcome and pain and climax. 

 

It was a lot harder than I thought but I came once, almost running out of time first.  I removed the pins wondering at the new pain, sharp and acute as the blood found my damaged tissues.  I look at the page I’d printed with my Master’s commands.  Next I am to place on pin on each nipple and masturbate by hand until I am ready to cum and them as I cum, I am to pull them off the tips of my nipples NOT releasing the pressure.  He wrote: THIS WILL HURT SIGNIFICANTLY MY PET.  PLEASE SUFFER FOR THE LOVE YOU HAVE FOR ME. I WANT TO HEAR YOUR CRIES OF PAIN AND PLEASURE!

 

I work and work at my climax but they thought of the pain at my peak inhibits me.  As my ten minutes are running out I resort to placing a finger up my asshole, fucking my tightest passage and soon I am over the edge climaxing letting out a small shriek as my sensitive tits are pinched brutally by the releasing pins.  I gasp as my body continues to ride to waves of my shattering orgasm now somehow linked, in fact enhanced by the sharp pain in my ultra-responsive nipples.

 

I am surprised to see my chest coated in perspiration, my nipples glistening in the light as I looked at my Master’s last instruction for the day.  Quickly I gather the material he asked for – somehow he knows intuitively what I have in hand and is skilled as using common household items as bondage tools.  Soon  I have placed an empty hanger in the clothes rod and then hooked the skirt hanger to the empty hanger so that it can hang down level with my nipples.  I slide the stiff metal clamps usually used to hold my leather skirt until they line up with my nipples although I find I am just a fraction of an inch to short so I will have to stand on tip toe if I do not want my nipples stretched too far.  Then I set my timer for ten minutes and I place my favorite pink vibrator in my mouth and getting in position I open the first clamp and place it on my left nipple.  The pain as I release the metal clamp is much stronger than the clothespins and I suck in my breath and try to get the other clamp on before I lose my nerve.  When it is in place both my nipples are crushed buy a strong metal clamp and any movement I make results in them being brutally pulled on by the hanger.  I grab the vibrator desperate to do anything to take my mind off my tormented nipples and standing on my tiptoes I reach the vibrator on my clit.

 

I completely shocked myself by climaxing just moments after making contact and the ten minutes dissolve into a flurry of climaxing over and over as my Master’s control over me forcing me to cum again and again for him.  It is with positive sadness that the timer ends my sexual torture, but the Master was blunt that I had to obey his time restraints to avoid tissue damage on parts he wanted for his pleasure. 

 

So I lay here exhausted and wondering what can be done to me next.  I never cum more than twice at a time and tonight it must have been six or eight times.  Please Master, don’t make me wait long for my next session.

Questions, comments, etc.  Thomascan06@yahoo.com

It is on
again, this Friday I will be tortured and fucked by strangers, as well as my
Master.
My nipples
stand up and my body shivers with the anticipation. There are rules that I have
signed that bind me to a regime to prepare for the night.
·          I am not permitted to masturbate or
orgasm from now.

·          If I have sex, it must be vanilla and
rule 1 must be obeyed.

·          I must place bands on my nipples each
night, removing them only to shower, where I am to twirl and stimulate my
nipples before re-banding them.

·          During the day I am to tweak and
stimulate my nipples approx every 2 hours. There is to be a period of 2 hours
per day where they are free from banding, but they must be clamped at this
time.

·          I must insert my medium butt plug
immediately upon arriving home after work and remove it in the mornings prior
to showering.

·          I must shave and moisturize my body
each day.
The routine
begins immediately. I shower, shave and band my nipples tightly. They are well
used to banding, but the sensation still curses through me as I tuck them
tightly under my bra. I moisturize my body after the shower; my skin is smooth
and shiny as I slip into my uniform for work.Â

The day
drags. My nipples ache inside my bra and each time I tweak them my pussy reacts
with tingles of joy.
Arriving
home I quickly dart inside and remove my clothes. The butt-plug slips up inside
with a little persuasion and I wriggle my bum to accommodate it. Replacing my
underpants and track pants my evening routine must stay the same. I walk with
my Neighbor for an hour, ignoring her quizzical looks every so often when I
suddenly begin to walk awkwardly, until I am used to walking at a brisk pace
with the plug inside me. At home I am naked, dreaming of the night to come,
first with my Master using me, then passing me over to strangers and obediently
doing as he tells me. I know I will be fucked hard over and over, I know I will
suck cock many times, I know my arse will be fucked. I may be bound and gagged;
they may whip me or stretch me out. It may be indoors or outside, I just don’t
know what to expect.

Friday
arrives and the day drags. I am fidgety at work, up and down from my desk,
tweaking my nipples over and over, hardly able to concentrate on my work at
all. Finally the time to leave is here and I make my way to my car.
‘Hey Jenny,
what’s the hurry?’ I stop and look around to see Bob, the Company Boss walking
behind me.
‘Oh nothing
really, just got a dinner date tonight that’s all.’
‘Oh I see…
actually I was hoping that we might get together for a drink sometime. You know
that I think that you are very promising Jenny, you could be a great asset to
the company.’

My stomach
was churning, his eyes were glued to my breasts, my nipples poked out, fully
engorged under the tight bands and I knew that he was coming onto me for one
reason only. He leaned close to me, resting his hand on the roof of my car
effectively trapping me.
‘Umm, Oh
thanks Bob, that’s lovely, perhaps another night.’
He kept
staring at me, his eyes leering and the sly grin on his face shifting to a not
so happy expression at my rebuttal.
‘I’ll keep
you to it Jenny. Oh, and enjoy your date. Someone special?’
‘Yes he is,
thanks Bob I will.’Â

He moves
away and I finally get to my car and get out of there, arriving home with less
than an hour to spare before I meet Master at the Motel.

I shower,
shave and moisturize, removing the bands from my tender nipples. They swell
immediately and stand up stiffly as I tweak them to Masters liking. I replace
the tight bands with my special ones that provide just the right amount of
pressure to keep my nipples at attention for the night. Reaching into the
drawer where my sex toys are kept I take out the vibrating egg and insert it
deep into my vagina. The slow deep buzz tells me that the battery is strong and
the egg is on. Next is the butt plug, lubed up and sliding into place it too is
specially designed to wear out for the evening. Once it is in place I step into
my tight leather thong and clip the strap of the plug into place. The egg
buzzes deep inside as I spli the remote control into my purse.
My bra is
sheer and low cut so that my nipples are readily available and always visible
to Master should he wish to inspect them. Tonight I am wearing a button through
blouse to enable easy access. It too is made of reasonable sheer material
ensuring that I stand out in the crowd.
My skirt is
black and seemingly unassuming. The back section appears to be doubled as if
wraparound in style but this is in fact an opening where a hand, fingers or
even a cock could enter without disturbance to my clothing.
Thigh high
black stockings and my favorite heels complete the outfit.
Hair and make
up are styled to be natural looking. Master does not approve of too much make
up, and my hair will be disturbed so I need to be able to style it quickly and
easily so as to continue to serve.Â

7.30 and I
am ready. I make my way to my car, trying to remain calm and hold my excitement
inside. The egg moves inside me and bumps against the plug. The breeze sneaks
inside the skirt at the back and my whole body shivers with expectation.
The drive
was uneventful and I am early. I wait until 8 exactly before knocking.
He opens
the door and smiles at me. We embrace and kiss tenderlyÂ

Master
steps away and inspects me, I turn on his signal, bend over and lift my skirt
so he can finger my pussy and feel the buzzing egg. He touches the plug and
presses it deep inside me as I groan. He pulls me up and turns me around.
Brushing his finger across my nipples he smiles as the hard buds react to his
touch and I close my eyes. His hand moves lower, under my skirt and brushing
the front of my thong as I bite my lip and move my legs apart for him. His
finger slips easily under the thong and slides into my juices. He pulls me
close and presses on my clit. I moan loudly as he gently strokes me, slowly
circling my sex bud while holding me close from behind. His arm slides down to
my bum and presses me harder against his touch. I am ready to explode, I know
that this is in preparation for the night to come but I want to orgasm into his
hand right now.
He slides
his finger away from my Clit and leans into my ear..
‘You are a
real slut aren’t you’?

‘Yes
Master.’
‘You are
going fuck strangers tonight?’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘You are
not going to refuse me.’
‘No
Master.’
‘You will
feel pain Slut.’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘But this
will please me, so you will be glad to take it for me.’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘Good, now
suck me.’
His cock
was hard and ready for me. I knelt down and took it in my mouth, sliding the
thick shaft deep into my throat and removing it again. Up and down I moved on
his cock while he stood over me until he took a clump of my hair and held it
tight. That was my signal to stop moving and hold still while he fucked my
mouth. Master drove his cock deep into my mouth, exploding his cum thick and
deep inside me. Shuddering to finish he withdrew and helped me to my feet.
‘Lets go,
give me the remote please.’
‘Oh yes
Master.’ I hand him the device and we leave the Motel room. Â

Tonight
Master has decided that we will go to the clubs and bars close by to try our
luck. First we go into a trendy bar. The place is half full with men and women
in business suits, obviously relaxing after the week at work. It doesn’t take
long for Master to strike up a conversation with a group of 3 guys while I
remain dutifully at his side. I know I am getting glances from the men, my
nipples are extremely prominent and I am dressed more provocatively than any
other woman in the room.
Master has
maneuvered me into position so that all the guys have great views of my
nipples, and with one arm leaning back on the table so that my blouse is pulled
tight, the sight is having the desired effect on them all.
The ramps
up the vibrations of the egg and my nipples spring more to attention
immediately.
We drink
with the men for a few minutes, one of them goes to the bar for drinks while
one goes to the men’s-room, so master moves in on the one who is left behind.
‘Hey, see
my Lady here, she is feeling very horny and needs a quick fuck. You
interested?’
The guy’s
eyes nearly pop out of his head, and before he can say anything, I move close.
Taking his free hand, I slip it behind me and inside the flap of my skirt. He
can feel my naked arse cheeks, and with some more exploring he finds the thin
strip of the thong that I am wearing. I press into him in a hugging position as
his hand moves between my legs, it is hot and damp and he is hooked.
We move
quickly to the car.

Master has
ordered me to suck his cock while we drive to the motel and I obey. The guy is
panting and still shocked when we arrive a few minutes later, his hands
exploring my hard nipples frantically during the journey.
Inside the
room he removes his pants in a flurry and moves near me on the bed. His hands
frantically undo my blouse and push my bra upwards, dragging across my tender
nipples. Master is standing beside the bed and suggests that I remove my skirt
as well. I stand and remove my clothes, Master then orders me to suck the guy
again, while he removes the plug and vibrating egg, suggesting to the guy that
he might like to watch the action.
I bend at
the waist and take his cock in my mouth, slowly sucking on it while Master
removed my thong and unclipped the plug. His fingers are exploring my pussy,
two then three pushing deep inside me to remove the egg. Each thrust pushes me
deeper onto the cock that I am sucking and bringing me closer to climax. The
egg out, Master continues to finger me, thrusting in and out of my pussy as I
grunt and groan in the lap of our stunned guest. His cock is almost ready to
blow so Master orders me to remain in position while our guest fucks me.
Moving
behind me he pushed his raging hard on deep inside me pussy. Master is tweaking
my nipples as the guy pumps his cock in and out, bumping and grinding against
the butt plug with each stroke. Soon he lets his load loose inside me and is
finished.Â

‘Good.
Slut, clean up and get ready to go again.’
‘Yes
Master.’
I want some
release but it is not coming, so I wash myself up, tidy my hair and we return
to the bar.
The Guy
tells his mates his wild tale and they are all smiling and looking in my
direction. Master nods to them so the whole process is repeated again. This
time the two of them go at me together. One in my mouth while the other fucked
my pussy, then they swapped over and I went again.
Still no
release for me and I knew that these were just a warm up for the night to come.
By the time
we left the bar I had fucked 6 guys. All the same doggy style sex with the butt
plug remaining inside my arse and bands on my nipples.
Master
returns the egg inside my pussy and turns it on. The buzzing sensation deep
inside is sending me wild.
We moved down
to a club where the Clientele would be rich, relaxed and horny. A very
white-collar club filled with Corporate Managers and ambitious Men with no time
for relationships but plenty of time for kinky sex.
I had
already sucked and fucked 6 guys, my pussy was swollen and tingling with
anticipation as we entered the room.
The first
guy from here was a 40 something Manager in Finance. It didn't take long
cahtting to him to find out that his fetish was light bondage and Master was
only too willing to oblige. In the car he fingered my pussy and played with the
butt plug while I removed my bra and he sucked my nipples hard.

Back in the
room Master had already prepared the shackles on the bed so I was quickly
cuffed by my wrists and ankles spread-eagled.
He worked
on my nipples with his mouth while continuing to finger my pussy, carefully
avoiding my clit. I was wet and ready for him, the cum of 6 men still inside me
from earlier in the night. The egg still inside, he asked Master to leave it
and he would remove it soon.
Turning
around to the 69 position, he rammed his cock deep inside my mouth while
pounding my pussy with his fingers hard. He asked Master to turn the egg up,
sending me wild, groaning, straining and sucking his cock hard.

Finally he
put his mouth onto my pussy and licked it hard. I arched my back, his cock deep
in my mouth I was ready to explode as he flicked my clit with his tongue.
He was
fucking my mouth hard, moving his fingers from my pussy to my arse, his mouth
from my clit to my pussy when the orgasm hit me. Straining hard I groaned and
growled, stretching the bindings tightly on the bed.

He flicked
the egg out of my pussy while he moved quickly to untie my legs and pull out
the plug. Master moved in close as the man knelt between my legs and pushed his
cock into my pussy. It was wet and hot in there and my orgasm took up again.
Master had his cock out for me to suck on; he pushed my head over and plunged
it in, fucking me hard like the guy from the club.
I was
buzzing with orgasm, mouth full with Masters cock and a stranger pounding my
pussy hard. My nipples were on fire; Master pinched them hard, pulling them up
high, stretching the swollen buds out even further. They guy slowed his
fucking; reaching under my arse he pushes my legs up higher, catching my ankles
and bending them over my head.
Master
pulled out of my mouth, clipping my ankles to the head of the bed while the
stranger lubed up my arse.
Before I
could think he was deep inside my arse. I screamed out as he plunged inside me
hard. Masters hand found my mouth and muffled my screams as the stranger fucked
my arse with all his might. He was sweating, panting hard as he pumped into me.
His balls smacking against my body until he stiffened, shuddered and thrust his
load into me hard.
The guy was
leaning on me, exhausted. I was limp, restrained to the bed with my legs over
my head, my pussy and arse now filled with the cum of 7 men.

The guy
gathered himself up, moved away from me and gestured to Master to come over to
the other side of the room. I couldn’t hear what they were saying; I lay there
waiting for Master to release me. I could hear them talking, it was quite
animated, but couldn’t make out the conversation at all. The guy who had just
fucked me was getting dressed; Master was standing with him, both with their
backs to me while they talked. Master turned and walked towards me, the Guy
followed behind him.

'Sub, you
have to listen to me.’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘This Man
is a Police Officer. He is working undercover and we have been caught by him
soliciting for sex, this is an offence that carries prison time with it even
though we didn’t ask for money.
 He is going to let us go without charging us
but there are some conditions.
“Oh my god
Master, what’s going to happen to us?’
I am straining
to move in the restraints. I want to get out of there.
‘I have
agreed to a couple of conditions that will mean that we won’t be charged, but
it involves you as well.’
‘Yes
Master.’
‘Will you
go along with my agreement Sub?’
‘Yes
Master. Of course I will.’
‘Good. I
have agreed that this Man can fuck you at any time, anywhere and in any way
that he wishes. Also, tonight you are going to entertain a few of his
colleagues, so you will remain in bondage while they fuck you.’
‘Oh no
Master. I don’t want to do that, I want to go home.’
I begin to
sob loudly, pulling and struggling against the restraints holding me in place.Â

The strap
hit me without warning. My bum exploded with pain as the belt rained down on
me. I looked between my legs to see the Man thrashing me with his belt over and
over.
‘OK, OK
I’ll do it, please stop, I’ll do it.’
“Good.’ He
smiled at me, ‘I knew you would see sense soon enough, now tie her back spread
out so the boys can have their fun.’
He moved
over close to my head.
'You’re one
fine fuck Lady, I’m going to enjoy seeing you again. I have your name, address,
phone numbers, I know where you work and soon I'll know every move you make so
it wont do you any good to try to get away from me, and report me Lady and
you're in jail with all the other whores that I get off the streets.’Â

Three men
came into the room followed by the Policeman who had just used me and was now
blackmailing me.
‘Here she
is guys, go your hardest. Straight fucks though, the kinky stuff is for me.’’

They moved
close to me looked me up and down. One by they stripped and climbed between my
legs to fuck me. My legs and arms strained as I was tightly tied to the bed,
bending unnaturally back in the cuffs as they pulled my arse up and rammed
their cocks into my pussy. All of them were hard and ready to go so the fuck
was reasonably quick from the three of them. Each emptied his load into me and
moved away, chatting and laughing to each other, comparing notes about my pussy
and tits as their mate rammed into me. From my side it was pure fucking, no
noise, no emotion, just do the act and finish. I lay on the bed with my head
turned to the side, looking at Master the whole time. He watched with a sly
grin on his face, enjoying the show.
This had
gone too far for me, this was rape and I hated it. Earlier when we were doing
our own thing it felt different to me, I trusted Master and felt safe, now I do
not trust the Cop, and do not feel safe at all.
The Cop
moved close to my head, reaching over he grabbed my left nipple and crushed it
between his thumb and finger. I screamed and arched my back high to relieve the
pain but he pulled it higher and higher.

The pain
was excruciating, my whole body weight was being held up in the hands of this
monster. I gritted my teeth and look into his eyes. He twisted the nipple and pinched it hard, staring back at me with hateful dark eyes.
My body hit
the mattress with a thud when he released my nipple and let me go.
I was
shaking with terror and pain, watching his every move as he walked away from
the bed. He ushered the 2 men outside of the room, they spoke for a few minutes
and he returned.
‘Ok, you
two can continue your activities for tonight without fear of arrest, but I will
make contact with you whore, so be prepared.’
‘Master..’
I sobbed.
‘Hush Sub,
it is over for now, just you and I again so remember your place.’
‘Yes
Master.’
He released
the shackles from my arms and legs.
‘Stand and
present.’
I can’t
believe what I am hearing, but stand, naked, and face Master. He reaches and
tweaks both nipples hard. I wince and gasp as they are both tender and the left
one is very painful.
‘Turn
around, bend over.’
I obeyed
him again, turning and placing my hands on the bed. Master inserts the butt
plug again as the tears stream down my face. I am praying that the night is
over and there will be no more.
‘Ok Sub,
enough for tonight, we will stay here and return home in the morning.’
‘Yes
Master.’ I smile. Its over and I am safe again.
‘Arms’.

He cuffs my
right wrist and moves me to the bed. Laying me on my right side, I am cuffed to
the pole at the foot of the bed by my arm and the head of the bed by my right
ankle. My left wrist and ankle are then cuffed together behind my back.
Master
moves around and climbs on the bed. He runs his hands up and down my body,
caressing my pussy and stomach up to my breasts where he gently massages them
and tenderly twirls my nipples. I am aroused again; the smell of sex oozes from
me as he works his fingers back down to my pussy and opens the lips with his
fingers.
My head
lolls back with anticipation, my clit is stiffening to the cool air and my
pussy is ready to explode. His massaging touch enters my hole gently, 2 fingers
slowly slide deep inside then out, in again, curling upwards and sliding out
again, in again, deeper still and out. Another finger stretches the opening, sliding
inside with ease along my well-fucked passage, in and out, in deeper and out,
harder and deeper in and slowly out before crushingly deep and out again.
My eyes are
closed tight; the sensation is glorious, releasing all the humiliation of the
evening from my body. His other arm is stroking my belly, reaching to pull my
pussy lips upwards and stretch them open for the four fingers to enter me. My
clit is there and as he brushes it I gasp. It is hard and wanting to electrify
me, he begins the slow massage with his finger as the four fingers stretch me
wide and plunge hard inside me. His finger dampens and the pace quickens on my
clit as I struggle to stay still and composed. Four fingers deep inside,
pressing against the wall of my bowel, filled with the black rubber plug. My
clit is huge and the massage has become a rub, the speed has become faster and
my breathing is frantic.
I don’t
want it to stop, I want this to go on forever, I want to cum so badly and it is
almost there.
He pulls
his finger away from my clit and removes his other fingers from my pussy. I
whimper with despair only to see him moving into position to fuck me.
Reaching
under my back he unclips the cuff on my arm and pushes my leg out wide, sliding
in and plunging his cock deep inside me. The butt plug bangs against him as he
fucks me hard and passionately. Deep inside he rams his cock, grunting and
panting on me, my right arm and leg trapped in the restraints, at his mercy.
His back
arches and he growls loudly as his jizz shoots into me. He is sweating, out of
breath and shuddering as he finishes his orgasm, denying me again and becoming
my 11^th fuck for the night.
We lay
there motionless. Both exhausted, I am restrained and unsatisfied, Master is
relieved and fully satisfied.
He clips my
left arm and leg together behind my back again, rolling me onto my side as he
lies down beside me.
I now
realize the reason for the positioning.
Master
moves close to me, pulling my head forward and placing his cock inside my
mouth. I begin to lick it clean but he stops me.

‘Leave this
in there for the night Sub. I want you sucking on it when I wake up. I don’t
care if you don’t get any sleep and if I wish to finger you again I will, but
you will not gain an orgasm until morning.’
I cant
believe it, I have to lay there all night with his cock in my mouth, my head
against his crotch, arm and leg twisted up my back and still my clit is swollen
and in need of orgasm.
I try to
get comfortable, Master is quickly asleep, his head against my pubic bone, his
breath blowing between my legs.
The night
is long and uncomfortable, Master rolled away from me on two occasions allowing
me some sleep until he rolled back, bumping into my body, waking and returning
his cock to my mouth. He brushed his hand over my vagina a couple of times but
there was no serious fingering for the night.

The morning
sun streamed in the window as the cock in my mouth began to stir. I massaged it
with my tongue, teasing the head and shaft, as it grew stiffer and stiffer.
Soon it was hard and I began to gently suckle on it. Moving my head gently and
slowly so that my mouth slid along his sex, tenderly caressing the shaft,
sucking on the head and pushing it deep into my throat again.
Master
began to stir, his breathing changed and his hips began to move gently.
Suddenly
there was a hand on my head, pushing it hard against his crotch as he moaned
and arched his back. His cock was deep in my throat before he released me,
pumping it deep again and exploding his cum into my mouth. As this happened, I
felt many fingers plunged inito my pussy and my clit was crushed. My legs
pushed wide open for his hands as I sucked and drank from his cock. My pussy
responded and orgasm flowed through my body like a huge explosion. I bucked my
hips and squealed around his cock as the sensations cursed through me.
‘Ohhhh
godddddd……’
It felt
like the orgasm lasted minutes when it was only seconds and we both lay panting
in our positions. His limp cock was hanging in my mouth and my wet pussy
against his face.Â

Master
moved first, pulling out of my mouth and sitting up on the bed, releasing my
arm and leg and massaging them while I moved onto my back. He leaned down and
kissed me, smiling into my eyes with pleasure as he unclipped my arm and leg
from the bed frame.
The
recovery time was fairly quick for us, I showered and dressed, leaving the plug
in place as instructed by Master, then he showered while I prepared his coffee.
It was at this time when the phone rang.Â

‘Can you
get that please Sub.’
‘Yes
Master……..Hello.’
“Hello
whore, who said you could answer the phone.’
‘Ummm,
errrr.’ I was stunned, it was the Cop.
‘Don’t
speak whore, be ready in five minutes.
‘Errrr…’ I
couldn’t speak; fear took over my body, as I stood rigid with the phone in my
hand.
‘Yes Sir….
You answer me with Yes Sir you filthy whore.’
‘Urrr,
yyyess, Ssiirrr…’ I sobbed in the phone.
He hung up
in my ear and I collapsed to the floor.
Master ran
from the bathroom to me.
‘Master…
Heee’s cccoming to get me… please…’
‘Pull
yourself together Sub; he just wants to fuck you to prove himself that’s all.
He’ll probably do it a few times and then forget about you.’
'But
Master.’ I sobbed…
'Come on,
get yourself ready, fuck him and it will be over. I’ll be here.’
I stood up
and arranged my clothes. Looking in the mirror I fixed my hair and touched my
make up in silence. I was terrified of this Cop and he knew it.
The loud
knock on the door startled me. Master answered it.
‘Hi.’
‘Hi, where
is she?’
‘She’s
here, you want to do her here?’
‘No, We’re
going back to her place, I want to get to know my way around there.’
My knees
almost gave way again as Master took my arm and pushed me forwards to the Cop.
He grabbed
my hair and pulled my face close to his.
‘Hello
whore, pleased to see me again huh.?’
‘Yes Sir.’
I replied through gritted teeth.
‘Good.’ He
was again pressing on my nipple, this time he was crushing it against my chest,
rubbing it hard with the palm of his hand. I kept my teeth clenched hard and
tried to think about the orgasm earlier with Master and how great it felt.

He took his
handcuffs and cuffed my arms tightly behind my back; this pushed my breasts
forwards as he bent my arms up my back marching me to the door of the room.
He led me
out to his police car and shoved me in the front seat. Master stood at the door
and watched helplessly as the Cop fastened the seat belt, got in and we drove
away.
Before
moving off he pulled my skirt up, slid me closer to him and warned me to keep
my legs wide open.
It felt
like every person was looking at me, thinking I was a criminal in the police
car, all the while the cop had his hand between my legs, roughly fingering my
pussy while he drove along. It was so tender from the 11 fucks the night
before, but he didn’t care about that.

My house
wasn’t far away and we pulled up out the front, he straightened my skirt and
uncuffed me so that we could walk inside together. He even held my hand, giving
the impression that we were a couple. I wanted to vomit, but managed to hold
myself together until we made it inside.

He dragged
me to the couch, sat down and stood me in front of him.
‘Ok, Strip
whore.’
I slowly
began to undress, but his agitation grew so I removed my clothes quickly and
stood naked in front of him.
‘Get on
your knees where you belong cock sucker.’
 I knelt in
front of him as ordered, expecting him to make me suck his cock, but he instead
positioned me so that I knelt up straight, leaning back with hands gripping my
ankles. It was painfully uncomfortable but he liked it.
‘Go to the
bedroom, get on the bed in this position and wait. Im going to take a look
around.’
He pulled
and twisted my nipples before pushing me away and standing up. I quickly
obeyed, hoping that he would get this over quickly.
I knelt in
position on my bed for many minutes before he came in. He was naked and his
cock was hard, his body toned and strong, very athletic looking. My eyes moved
to his cock, it was large, probably 8-9 inches and thick around the head and
very straight.

If I was
perfectly honest it was a stunning cock, and his body bordered on gorgeous, but
I hated this man with a passion.
He moved to
the bed, turning my body to face him, leaning forward and taking my nipple in
his mouth. One hand moved between my legs, the other around my bum and handled
the butt plug. He sucked hard on one then the other nipple, his fingers
exploring my pussy and pressing on the plug hard to push my hips even further
forward. I felt like my back was breaking, but a feeling of excitement was
beginning to take over my body.
I was
responding to his touch, my pussy was wet and nipples hard as he contito
work on them, the plug was now being moved in and out of my arse as the finger
fucking of my pussy gained momentum.
He moved
closer and put his cock against my pussy, pressing the plug hard inside me he
pushed his cock inside and began to fuck me. My back was bent awkwardly but his
arm held my in position for him to fuck me hard. His cock rubbed directly on my
clit and I knew that I was going to cum again. I fought the urge as hard as I
could but he thrust harder and harder until I had to yield and orgasm.
I screamed
and moaned loudly as my juices flowed, he continued to pump hard until I was
finished.
Pulling out
he pushed me onto the bed.
‘Get on all
fours you filthy slut whore.’
I obeyed
him turning and kneeling on my hands and knees.
‘Grab your
whore ankles, Im gunna fuck that arse of yours you cum slut.’
I reached
back and grabbed my ankles tightly. My arse was high up and the plug bulged out
as he positioned himself behind me. He pulled the plug out and rammed into me
hard, crushing my head into the bed, digging his fingers into my hips as he
pumped my arse.

The
sensation was awesome, but I hated myself for loving it. I moaned with each
fuck as he went at me harder and harder, faster and faster until he finally let
his juices go into me.
He was
animalistic, fucking harder and harder while he was cumming deep insidme,
growling this deep guttural growl as he embedded his sex into me.
He released
himself, pushed me away like trash on his beat and left the room.

I lay there
and cried, hating every moment of the time with him. The blackmailing rapist
cop had used me for the first time and all I could do was wait for my nextvisit from him.
Master
called to check on me later in the day and I cried again. He reassured me that
it would be all right, that the cop would find someone else and I would be free
of him.
Deep inside
me I wanted that to be true, but there was a yearning beginning to grow….