 |
|||
|
|
The shower brought me back to reality. Washing the smell and stickiness of all the men from my body made me feel better. Their breath smelled of the beer that they were rapidly consuming. Their juices were sour all mixed in together covering me from hear to toe.
I washed my hair until it felt soft and clean. I soaped my body allowing the water and suds to cascade down over my breasts, my tender nipples, over my arse cheeks and between my legs. Using the soft sponge, I cleaned my pussy and arse. Still tender from the pounding that it had received, the warm water and soothing lotion eased the pain.
My breasts were full. I wondered if I should milk them. No, I will wait for Master.
The sun was beginning to set on the day. The men were still outside, drinking the remainder of the beer that Master provided them, telling wild tales of their sexual prowess and conquests.
Master was with them, I could hear him laughing, I wondered what he was telling them. Did he tell them that I was his Submissive Servant, or did he leave them thinking that I was a cheap whore that he hired for the night?
What tales would he tell them; there are so many things that he could teach these men about Women and how to treat them. There was so much that he could tell them about Dominance and Sex, and punishing their woman to benefit them both.
I knelt on the mat and waited for him. It seemed like I was there forever, looking around the room, the equipment that was in there, the memories of my times in the room were flooding back to me.
My breasts were heavy with the weight of the milk. I pondered over whether I should milk or not, finally deciding that I should. I moved the machine over to the massage bed, sat on the bed, connected the machine and began to milk my breasts.
The sensation of the milking was stimulating me. The smells of the bath oils that I had used filled the room and as my senses grew so did my urges. The sucking felt so good, each long deep suck on my nipple sent zaps of electricity to my pussy.
I took it all in, laying on the bed comfortably with my eyes closed, breasts pumping in rhythm to release the pressure, spreading my legs slightly apart as the juices built..
I must have dozed off. The crop landed squarely between my legs onto my clit and I screamed with fright and pain as he cropped me for the second time.
‘Be still.'
I lay still on the bed, panting hard, pussy lips on fire and breasts still pumping with the machine.
‘Arms behind your head.'
I obeyed him tentatively placing each arm under my head as he turned the pumping
machine off, leaving the tight suction onto my nipples.
‘Open your legs and hold them open.'
I gingerly opened my legs wide, gasping and trying to brace for the blow, straight onto my clitoris.
‘Aggghhhhhh..' I screamed out, clamping my legs closed.
‘Open them.'
Slowly, gingerly I opened them again, another blow was struck and another scream filled the room.
‘Hold them open or you will be sorry.'
I closed my eyes tightly. Clenched my teeth together hard and opened my legs wide.
Each thwack of the crop sent screams from my mouth. Unable to control the noise, I concentrated on holding my legs open for him as he belted my pussy lips, clit and inner thighs.
He hit me hard. Each stroke carefully measured and timed to catch me unaware.
The torture finally stopped and he moved away. The suction on my nipples was intense and they were turning blue inside the glass cups.
I couldn't see where he was, I could hear him moving about in the room.
I was crying, my legs still open for him, the burning pain still surging through me.
‘Stand.'
I gingerly moved from the bed and stood beside it. He moved over and gruffly removed the nipple cups, each one making a ‘pop' sound as the suction was released.
He twisted each nipple in his fingers roughly, returning the blood flow to them and causing me some more pain and discomfort.
The bands were tightly placed on each nipple, there were many of them and my nipple was crushed under the rubber tension.
He then placed the nipple harness on me. I had not worn it for many weeks now and as my breasts had grown the harness was tight around them. He pulled it up high so that my breasts were tightly squashed together and help up as high as they could go, almost under my chin. The bands were uncomfortable, my nipples swelling and turning dark purple very quickly.
‘Hands behind your back.'
I obeyed him immediately as he spun me around and placed the metal cuffs around my wrists. They were tight, I could barely move my arms at all in them which pleased him.
He roughly turned me to face him again.
The crop was in his hand and he cracked my right nipple hard. I screamed out with the pain and almost lost my balance as the second blow hit the left nipple.
‘Aggghhhh… please Master….. Aghhhhh.. Please…'
I pleaded with him as the blows rained on my nipples and breasts. My arms strained in the cuffs as I struggled to move out of line for the blows.
I was screaming and hysterical with the pain. Dancing on my toes as the cropping of my breasts continued for an eternity. My mind began to fog over and I staggered on my legs.
Master grabbed me by the arms and steadied me. As my eyes opened I looked at him and pleaded with him to stop.
He pulled me close to him, pressing my breasts into his chest, sliding one hand down between my legs and into my pussy. It was moist and inviting to him, I moaned as his fingers explored me and I sank further into his hold.
The pain from the earlier belting dissipated as he fingered me. Slow rhythmic movements were driving my mind wild standing there in his arms, my hips moved with him, breasts crushed and numb as he held me.
I could feel the orgasm build and knew he would stop, but he didn't. The juices were increasing, my breathing more labored and my legs weakened as the pressure to orgasm drew nearer.
He stopped, pulled his fingers out, leant down and bit hard on my nipple. First one then the other he sank his teeth into my flesh, biting and sloshing his saliva as I screamed yet again.
I wanted to cum but the pain stopped me. Each time he eased the pain on my nipple, he fingered me till the orgasm built and he bit me again to stop it.
Finally I collapsed. Waking in his arms as he carried me upstairs.
He stood me down at the foot of the bed frame.
Roughly pushing my head down he bent me over the rail and attached the handcuffs to the rope dangling from the top bar. He pulled it tight, my arms pulled up high behind my back, forcing me to bend further over the end of the bed. I stood on tiptoes as Master tied the rope off tightly.
As he stood behind me he stroked my skin, my flesh tingled under his touch, rubbing and stroking my arse and between my legs while I struggled to find comfort.
He moved away. He hadn't spoken a word to me, and while I was sure that the punishment was because I milked without permission, I wasn't totally sure that this wasn't part of the previous punishment.
He returned behind me and inserted the butt plug roughly. His aggressive approach pushed me hard against the rail of the bed end, twisting and grinding it until he was happy. I winced and bit my lip as he pushed the plug deep inside me.
He then pressed the vibrator against my pussy. It was bussing lightly and tingled my skin as he maneuvered it inside. It was large and filled my pussy hole, the end of it had a stimulator on it and he felt for my clit to position it. I was panting and struggling to remain still as he pressed it hard against my clit.
The murmur of the vibrator made it hard for me to stand still and keep it inside me.
Master returned to me with a rope in his hands. He tied it to the bed rail in front of my stomach and threaded it through my legs. Pulling it tight he attached it to the handcuffs behind my back. The rope pushed the plug and vibe deep inside me, raising me up further onto my toes as he tied the rope securely and adjusted the rope on my handcuffs so that it too was tight and allowed for no release.
It was hard to stand still. The vibe buzzed lightly inside me and against my clit, sending my sensations wild yet again.
Me head was bent over the end of the bed, breasts tightly bound in the harness and nipples constricted with the rubber bands.
Master moved onto the bed. He was naked as he knelt in front of my face. He took my head in his hands and lifted it up to look at him.
‘Again you test me. Sub.'
‘But Master I…..'
‘Quiet. I know what you are going to say. I know that your milking was overdue and I realize that you milk yourself when I am not here, that is why I have let you off severe punishment.'
‘Thank You Master.'
‘I was pleased with your efforts today. You take my physical punishments well, and the men were suitably entertained.'
‘Yes Master.'
‘Now, suck me to hardness and I will pleasure myself with you before sleeping. You will remain like you are throughout the night.'
‘Yes Master.'
His cock presented to me and I began to work on it. Master guided it around my mouth as I licked and suckled on the tip of his penis. It was not long before it was hard and he entered my mouth, thrusting slowly in and out as he pleasured himself.
The buzzing between my legs continued and I continued to dance on my toes.
The pace of his face fucking quickened and he was ramming it deep down my throat. I was preparing for his release when he pulled away and roughly grabbed my breasts.
Squeezing them hard together within the harness, he rammed his cock between them and began to fuck hard. I was yelping with the pain and pressure as he grunted and pistoned into me.
My nipples crushed by his hands and breasts squashed hard provided the pressure that he wanted as he came all over the front of me. He let his seed drizzle over my breasts and up onto my chin as I panted hard, trying to remain composed.
He sucked each nipple gently, rolling and squeezing it between his lips before removing the bands and pinching them both hard.
The orgasm almost came as the blood returned to them. I rose up further onto my toes and cried out as the pressure built and I almost tipped over the edge.
Master simply moved away and watched me as I struggled to regain composure.
He lay down, drew up the covers and settled in for the night.
I tried to relieve the pressure on my arms and legs but the ropes were tight and release was almost impossible.
My head hung down, the muscles in my arms, back and legs were numb as I tried to doze off. The vibrator buzzed against me all night, my clitoris stimulated for hours on end as I remained resilient and did not orgasm without permission once.
Master tossed and turned throughout the night. Once or twice he stirred, glancing at me as I hung at his mercy.
I saw the sun wake up and begin to stream through the window. I needed to be released, my body was in pain, my pussy was numb and my clit was sore.
Master stirred again. He lay there looking at me as I struggled to hold my head up, and moved slightly from one leg to the other.
He moved to the end of the bed. His cock was swollen and rock hard, I knew what was coming.
‘Open.'
I opened his mouth and took it all inside. He thrust his cock deep inside me, my gagging did nothing to stop him as he pushed deep inside me.
He reached up and tugged the rope that was through my legs and I yelped as the insertions moved inside me.
His hands found my nipples and pulled them hard. He used them to lever his cock in and out of my mouth, stretching my nipples with every thrust.
My pussy was on fire, the vibrations seemed to have ramped up and my clit was thumping.
Harder he pumped, harder I gagged and the more sensations built between my legs, I could feel it coming but couldn't talk.
I tried to shake my head, tried to tell him, but he continued his thrust. I tried to moan, but the gagging prevented me and I had to relent.
My body shuddered as the orgasm hit. Every muscle tensed, every nerve ending on fire as it pulsated through me. I still had Masters cock in my mouth and sucked on it hard. He came deep inside me with a loud groan.
He pumped every last ounce of his juice into my throat as my orgasm subsided. The vibrator was still buzzing and I was still moving on my legs.
Master moved off the bed and stood behind me. He reached up and released the rope from between my legs.
‘Hold them in Sub..'
I clenched my sore muscles as he removed the rope and held the insertions in place. His hand moved again, this time he took the vibrator and pumped it in and out. My senses went off again as he pumped it hard, the vibrations increased and his finger pressed against my clit.
Another orgasm was coming, harder and faster he pumped, faster he flicked my clit and I again erupted into his hands.
He pulled the vibe out and dropped it. His fingers still working on my clit as my body shuddered to climax, the butt plug was his next toy. He pulled on it and pushed it in deep as well, fingers entering my pussy hard in rhythm with his arse fucking.
He took it out and entered my arse hard. His cock was like a rock and I screamed out as he thrust it deep into my bowels. Fingers worked overtime inside my pussy, rubbing, exploring, flicking as he fucked my arse and I dribbled streams onto the bed.
I was oblivious to anything else other than the sex that I was experiencing. Master was grunting hard and loud as his cock swelled inside me.
He pumped as hard as he could, fisting my pussy at the same time, the two sensations crashing between my legs as I lost control yet again.
‘Agghhhhhh…. Ohh… Ohh… Ahhh… Ahhhhh..' I screamed out as the orgasm hit.
Master too came, frantic fucks pounding into my arse brought his seed shooting deep inside me and he collapsed onto my back.
We both panted in unison. Master leaning on my back, my arms taking the weight on their cuffs, legs unbalanced and head fuzzy. We took a few minutes to recover before Master released me for the usual showering routine to start our day..
|
|
|