The Shower

The Shower

by windsor_rook

I entered the rustic cabin just as the sun was setting. Fabricated around huge logs, the expansive house was composed entirely of different types and sizes of wood, and the seven different levels gave one the feeling of being immersed in the forest. Smelling of cedar and lavender, the cabin

had a spiritual aura of its own, and the scores of different plants helped to relaxed the soul.

I went up to the stereo room and put some blues on the cd player. As the melodic sounds

of guitars and saxophones emanated throughout the spacious home, I looked out at the lake below, then went down to the lowest level, anticipating the evening ahead...........

She was in the Rest Position, awaiting my arrival on her knees with her head downcast and her palms up on top of her thighs. I sat in my chair in front of her and picked up the cocktail glass that was sitting on the side table. Taking a long sip of single-malt scotch, I turned my attention to the task as hand..............

"Greetings, slave"

"Good evening, Master!", she responded enthusiastically.

"Are you ready to continue, slave?"

"Yes, Master"

"Present yourself, slave!"

She knelt up on spread knees and placed her hands together behind her head. Pushing her chest out and tilting her head upwards, she recited her mantra of slavery..........

"Master, I offer you the gift of my submission to your desires.

I wish to serve as my Master's slave, to do with as he pleases.

Your pleasure is my only concern. My pleasure is at your discretion.

I understand that absolute and immediate obedience is required.

I expect to be punished if I falter in any of my duties as your slave.

Please allow me to serve as your slave, Master."

I reached out and brushed her nipples with my hand. They were as hard as pebbles.

"Permission granted, slave, you may Rest"

She resumed the position as I reached into my coat pocket and retrieved the long package.

I could see her trying to look up from her downcast position as I unwrapped the gift slowly.

"I brought you a present, slave", I said as I placed the large silicone vibrator into her open palms.

"Thank you, Master!" she responded as her hands wrapped around the thick toy, obviously anticipating the sensation of being completely filled with the huge phallus.

"Make it wet, slave", I ordered. She lifted it to her mouth and began to slowly circle the head with her tongue. She soon had the bulbous head in her mouth and was using her tongue on the underside of the corona. I could feel the blood rushing into my cock as I watched my slave practice her oral technique on the vibrator. "Deeper", I commanded, and watched as she lifted her arms to allow the phallus to glide toward her throat. I was immediately distracted as my keen sense of smell detected the odor of perspiration coming from the slave.

"Stop, slave", I ordered as I reached out and pulled the toy from her mouth, and the sound of suction being released broke the silence.

"Present yourself!"

She assumed the proper position, her swollen nipples reaching out to me. I grasped them with both hands and twisted until I got the desired response - a muffled high pitched groan.

"Slave, did you bathe or shower earlier tonight?", I asked in a menacing tone.

She hesitated......"N-N-No Master, I-I-I didn't have time, Master"

"Address your Master, slave"

She immediately dropped down and leaned forward until her cheek was on the floor between my feet. When she placed her hands behind her, I attached the wrist cuffs together and then to her collar, pulling her arms into the small of her back. Reaching back with my right hand, I delivered ten heavy blows to each buttock, alternating between each one and pausing from time to time to watch the whiteness turn to a reddish hue as she moaned and squirmed. After the last blow, I sat back in the chair and took another sip of scotch as I pondered continuing the punishment of the writhing and disobedient slave.

"Present yourself", I ordered as I reached for the leash on the side table.

She straightened up and I attached the leash to her collar, then led her on her knees over to the center of the room, just below the huge wooden beam which jutted out from the next level.

Ordering her to stand, I released the wrist cuffs from her collar and then attached them to chains that hung down from the beam about four feet apart, leaving about two links worth of slack. She was breathing heavier now, and I could tell that the spanking and the thought of upcoming punishment had aroused her. I placed my palm against her hairless pussy and thrust my middle finger deep inside her moist cunt, moved it in a circular motion for a few seconds, withdrew it and placed it under the slave's nose.

"Smell, slave. You need a shower, and I am going to administer it. I think I'll find a use for your present while you are cleaned. Now, suck your slut juices off your Master's finger!" I thrust my dripping finger into her mouth and held it there as she savored her own juices.

Leaving her alone to anticipate her fate, I went to the Master's Chest and retrieved most of the equipment I was going to need. When I returned, she was twisting and testing her bonds, so I gagged her with the penis gag and went outside for the other necessary items. I located the small plastic wading pool and bucket and returned to a more subdued slave, although her eyes opened wide at the sight of these strange items I had brought into the room. I decided not to blindfold her yet so that she could participate in her predicament.

"Lift your legs, slave", I ordered. As she bent her knees and hung from the wrist cuffs I quickly placed the pool beneath her. I waited a few seconds before I ordered her to stand in the pool. I attached cuffs to her ankles then attached a bar between them, forcing her legs wide and causing her wrist cuffs to take up the slack. She was now secured standing in the "X" position, unable to move anything except her pelvis and head, gagged with a penis gag, wide-eyed and fully aroused.

I went into the bathroom and filled the bucket up with warm water, returned and ceremoniously dumped it into the small pool. Her eyes were wide with concern, so I caressed her thighs and stroked her breasts until she was cooing from behind the gag.

This cycle was repeated four more times until her feet were barely covered with water.

I went back to the parlor and retrieved the silicone vibrator. After attaching two long strings to opposite sides of the ring, I walked up to the slave and displayed the toy in front of her face.

Spread-eagle, quivering, and aroused, she could only moan once more around the gag.

I reached down and massaged her pussy, feeling the wetness seep through my fingers as I thrust two fingers inside her sucking cunt. She was ready, and I wasted no time in plugging her slave hole with the toy. Picking up a long length of thick rope, I attached it to the back of her collar, brought it down between her shoulder blades, between her legs, through the vibrator ring and up, threading it through the pulley which was affixed about three feet over her head. The bucket was then tied to the end of the rope. She was moaning now as the weight of the bucket forced the dildo deeper into her moist grotto, causing her juices to start dripping into the pool. I tied a smaller rope to one side of the bucket, threw it over the beam and let the other end dangle in front of her apprehensive face. I stepped up to my slave and caressed her open thighs, bringing a moan of appreciation from behind the gag. Picking up an elastic cord, I hooked one end to the vibrator ring and tied the other to the center of her ankle spreader so that the toy was pulled halfway out of her dripping cunt. I pulled the small strings to either side of the rope and soon had one tied to each of her big toes.

The slave could now move the vibrator by moving her toes, but she had no control over how deep it went into her quivering quim.

I pinched her left nipple until it was very hard, then placed a loop of string over it and pulled it tight. The other end of the string was attached to her right nipple in the same manner. Lifting up the center of the string, I attached it to the small rope that was affixed to the side of the bucket and made sure it was barely taut, thereby pulling up slightly on her swollen nipples. After making a few adjustments to the ropes, I went outside and got the recirculating pump from the garage.

When I returned, she was in a state of complete arousal, her nipples gently stretched upwards, her cunt just teased with the first three inches of the vibrator, unable to get it into her smoldering pussy any further because her curled toes were pulling on the strings which only aided the removal of the toy. I placed the suction hose from the pump into the pool at her feet and fixed the outlet hose to the beam overhead, pointing down at the bucket. As I moved the pump away from the pool for safety reasons, she seemed to relax and let out a muffled sigh, her head hanging down in submission to her predicament.

"Time to warm you up, slave", I said sarcastically as I lifted her chin and she looked at the cat-o-nine tails I held in my hands. Draping the whip over her shoulder, I reached down and turned the vibrator on. She immediately tensed up and looked up at me with her glassy eyes. I removed her gag and kissed her full on the mouth, causing her to squirm and pull on the nipple rope.

"Twenty lashes, cunt - and ten more for each miscount!"

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master" , she responded breathlessly.

I stepped to one side of her bound body, twirling the whip with a "whooshing" sound. The first stroke was fairly mild, only serving to warm her up and allow her to relax into her punishment.

"One, Master. Thank you, Master"

As each stroke was delivered with increasing force to her quivering ass, her toes curled and pulled the dildo slightly out of her cunt, only to have it forced slowly back by the weight of the bucket as she relaxed for the next. By the time I had delivered the tenth stroke she was sweating in her bondage and quivering, her slave cunt vibrating relentlessly and her nipples harder than ever before. Her eyes were just slits as she relaxed into her ordeal of pain and pleasure. I decided to blindfold her, then added a latex hood with holes for both nose and mouth. I continued the whipping, but the last ten strokes were to be a real test of concentration and sensual overload..............

The eleventh stroke was placed heavily across the tops of her buttocks.........and she responded....

"Eleven, Master. Thank you, Master"

I immediately applied the next stroke, swinging from my shoulder down and causing the strands to curl between her spread legs and land on the tethered dildo..........and she whimpered.....

"Twelve, Master. Thank you, Master"

I waited a full minute, letting her anticipate the next stroke, watching her writhe in her bondage.

I then whipped her just below the left buttock, swinging across the top of her leg.

"Thirteen....", and before she could finish I whipped her again in the same spot.............

"Fourteen, Master. Thank you, Master"..........she seemed determined not to lose count....

I decided to finish her quickly..........two to the other leg, two to her back, two to her red ass.

"Fifteen, M...sixteen, Ma....seventeen, Mas.....eighteen, Mast......nineteen, Maste.........twenty, Master. Th-th-th-ank you, M-m-master". She had taken it well, this slave of mine.

Fully aroused, I opened my fly and began to stroke my rampant cock directly in front of her.

Her eyes opened wide at the sight of my engorged organ, and she trembled as I moved closer.

Perhaps she thought I would take pleasure in her slave ass, but I simply took some pre-cum on my fingers and wiped it inside her nostrils and under her nose. The smell of her Master seemed to jolt her senses and she began to moan constantly as she inhaled the masculine scent, her nostrils trying to savor all she could............

"Please, Master?"

"Perhaps later, slave. Time for your shower". I replaced the gag and went over to the pump and turned it on, selecting the slow setting. I returned to my chair, lit a cigarette, took a sip of scotch and waited for the show to begin...........................

Her moans could be heard over the sound of slowly dripping water as the pump transferred the fluid from the pool into the overhead bucket. As the bucket filled, the increasing weight pulled on the crotch rope, gradually forcing the slick vibrator further into the depths of the slave's sopping cunt. Millimeter by millimeter, inch by inch, the humming intruder began the maddening and relentless onslaught into her hungry core, restrained from full penetration only by the elastic cord attached to the spreader bar. By the time the phallus was halfway inserted, the weight of the bucket had picked up the slack in the small rope attached to her swollen nipples. As they were stretched upwards, she looked at me wide-eyed and tried to alleviate the tension by tilting her head backwards. But it was no use. The water kept flowing, the bucket got heavier, her cunt was forced open even further, and the tension on her nipples only got tighter. The situation was definitely getting to her. She discovered that she could use her toes to wriggle the toy around in her dripping pussy but that speeding up the penetration was impossible.

The moment of truth was almost at hand. The slave was moaning constantly as the final three inches of silicone found their way into her slick, juicy opening. Just as it seemed that her swollen nipples could stretch no more, the bucket tilted far enough to allow the water to cascade down over her naked, bound, and trembling body. As the bucket continued to empty, the tension on her nipples eased and the dripping vibrator was halfway withdrawn from her swollen cunt by the force of the elastic cord. Soaking wet, moaning constantly and now relieving her bladder into the pool below, the suffering slave cunt finally came to terms with her hopeless predicament. Hanging her head in subjugation, she gave a long muffled sigh before the tell-tale sound of water dripping into the bucket once again rejuvenated her senses.