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Now that I had completed the punishment that Master deemed fit for my indiscretions, my Slave life returned to normality.
During the day I was naked, the new garden designs and warm spring weather made for relaxing and fun days outdoors. Master would join me in the garden, on the decking or in the pool itself. I cleaned the house, prepared our meals and services Master when he commanded.
At night I returned to his bed, tightly restrained to the poles at the head and foot by my wrists and ankles, gagged and blindfolded. Master would fondle and finger me at his whim, fuck me when he desired and I remained his silent sexual servant. Most nights my nipples would be tightly banded with the rubber bands and placed in the breast harness so that they were tight, high and crushed together. Occasionally my holes were filled with plugs, dildos or vibes.
Master would sleep beside me and I was expected to be awake and ready for him when morning arrived. He would usually cuddle and fondle me, pinching and twisting my nipples, fingering my pussy and arse holes before releasing me from my binds.
We would shower together and I was expected to suck master's cock in the shower until he came or ordered me off him. Some days he would fuck my arse under the water, other times I would have to rim his arse and lick his balls before sucking him.
I would supply Master with fresh milk for his breakfast each morning. After we had both eaten I would be milked and if Master were going to work he would set me my tasks for the day.
Life was good for me. Our new garden was a superb centerpiece and I enjoyed keeping it neat and tidy, learning about the flowers and birds, maximizing the flowers and scents from the different themed areas.
Master would arrive home to me naked, collared, kneeling at the bottom of the stairs. He would often inspect the house or check the task that he set for me had been completed before speaking to me.
Today was no different.
The tires crunched as he drove up the driveway. I skipped to the stairs, knelt with my back to the door, head down, arms back beside my ankles. Master had ordered me to clean the dungeon thoroughly and prepare for an evening BBQ with Friends.
He walked in and placed his briefcase on the floor, striding past me to the dungeon where he entered the room, moved around and came out again. He moved into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and checked the food that I had prepared for the evening.
‘Sub, here.'
I quickly stood and moved to the kitchen, standing in front of him head bowed.
‘I am pleased. Walk outside with me to check the BBQ area.'
‘Yes Master.'
He took my lead and strode outside to the patio where the BBQ was situated. He looked around the area, I had set up the table, chairs, outdoor candles, drinking cups and crockery as he requested.
‘Hmm. Good job.'
‘Thank You Master.'
‘I think some small reward is in order for you, and some stress relief for me. Come.'
He tugged on my lead again, leading me over to where three large wooden poles stood in the garden. The area was secluded from all outside eyes, visible only from the patio and the house itself.
It was then that I noticed the bag in his hand.
He turned and moved me to the center of the poles. Reaching into the bag he took out ankle and wrist cuffs, attaching them to me firmly. He also tightly gagged me with a ball gag.
Each pole had rings screwed into it at various heights and holes drilled into them where attachments could be fitted.
He threaded rope through my wrist cuffs and tied it to the pole facing the house. Tightly attaching it to a ring at forehead height for me, wrapping my hands around the pole, looping the rope around many times to keep my hands firmly in place.
He then threaded a rope through my right ankle cuff, pulling it upwards to shoulder level, tying it off on another pole, stretching me upwards and out wide. My foot was pressed against the pole and Master looped the rope around my foot and ankle to secure it in place.
I was now standing on tiptoe with my arms out in front and right leg pulled out wide.
Master then moved behind the left pole and returned with a long piece of round dowel about 2 inches in diameter.
Reaching into the bag he removed a large dildo and pushed it onto the dowel. I was frantically trying to look at him but he remained out of my sight as he moved the wood into position on the pole in front of me. He pushed it into the hole at waist height, the dowel jutting straight outwards with the dildo now pressing against my stomach.
Master bent down to the bag again, taking out his crop and moving behind me. My breathing was fast and panicked, yet again he was testing me with new torture methods.
He began to crack my arse with the crop, varying the amount and force of the strokes as I balanced on one foot, squealing with each blow as my arse warmed up.
50 strokes later he moved close to me, rubbing his hands over my arse cheeks, fingers sliding between my legs to my exposed pussy, testing the moisture levels. Pressing his body against mine he fondled my breasts firmly, gently stroking his fingers in and out of me as the moisture grew.
Stepping away, he delivered more strokes; harder and faster he whipped me until I was screaming behind my gag, wriggling on one foot to avoid the cracks.
Again he moved close, plunging his fingers deep inside me. He unzipped his pants and took his cock in his hand, moving beside my raised leg he pushed in inside me. I groaned loudly as he started to pump harder and harder into me, his hands holding me tightly while he fucked my pussy, grunting loudly through clenched teeth.
The dildo pressed into my stomach as he fucked me, finally shuddering his cum inside me with a loud groan.
Before I was able to regain my composure, he lifted my other leg up and tied it to the pole on my left side. I was hanging between the poles, my hands straining as he looped the rope around the pole firmly, now both my feet were tied tightly to the poles, my arms stretched out tight as I hung limp.
‘Push your legs out Sub, straighten them.'
I pushed my legs and found that I could easily straighten them and take some of the strain off my arms. Master then moved between my legs, pushing my body upwards and straightening my legs even more. He was holding the dildo pole with one hand and feeling for my pussy with the other one.
‘Mmmm….' I moaned into the gag as he prized my lips open.
‘Silence Sub, I want to test this on you.'
He moved the dildo upwards and pushing my legs straighter he lined it up with my pussy. Letting my body go, the dildo entered my pussy, stretching it wide open and pushing deep inside me.
Master stepped away, I tried to ease the pain on being impaled on the dildo, but my legs would only stretch slightly before I had to release them and grind down onto it again.
Master moved around me, inspecting the contraption as he touched my body causing me to flinch and move on the dildo.
He fingered my arse, moving his face close to me, licking and nibbling my cheeks and hole as his fingers stretched my hole.
I was moaning even louder, not in pain but in utmost discomfort as the dildo pushed deep into me and Masters finger explored my bowels.
Now two fingers entered me, I groaned and lurched on the dildo as the fingering increased its rhythm. Master was lost in the moment, he began to thrust his fingers in and out of my arse as I rocked on the dildo pole, grunting and moaning as the orgasm built inside me.
I begged him to touch my clit, I moaned loudly, tried to move my arse as he plunged a third finger into my arse, stretching it wide open and pushing me again and again onto the dildo.
He moved away suddenly, leaving me swinging and panting. My head was spinning, what was he doing? Where was he?
He was behind me and I couldn't see him but his touch returned and I groaned again. The vibrator slid into my arse easily, I lurched again as the buzzing motor sent me into orbit.
Slowly he fucked my arse with the vibrator, I bounced on the dildo and finally he reached around to my clit and pressed it hard. I lurched my body up and down on the hard, stiff, plastic cock inside me, willing him to rub me to orgasm.
Breathing was almost hyperventilating; Master released his finger, stopped the fucking and gently stroked my clit. I stopped moving, gasping for breath as he gently stroked me higher and higher to orgasmic heaven.
As it grew, his touch was firmer. The vibrator moved again and I began to fuck the dildo with his rhythm. The slow gentle rhythm took me to sub space, eyes closed, head back as Master touched me and controlled my whole body.
The sensation grew higher and higher, faster and faster, harder and harder until finally I exploded into orgasm. Master continued to stroke me, continued to fuck me as orgasm after orgasm hit me and I lurched against the poles.
He allowed me to settle down but did not remove me from the poles.
Instead, he moved inside the house, leaving me hanging on the three large beams with the dildo pole deep inside my pussy.
Each time I moved the dildo moved and I almost exploded again. Eventually I relaxed my arms and legs, allowing my body to lightly rest on the massive intrusion inside me and soak the atmosphere of my outside torture.
Little did I know that this was just the beginning of the evening festivities.
I watched Master prepare the BBQ area for his guests. He placed the food on the table inside the enclosed patio, glancing at me from time to time as he moved happily about the house.
I began to smell the food cooking and heard the guests arrive. I pulled on my ropes again, trying to signal to Master that I should be released, but he ignored me and welcomed his guests. No one came near me, I watched them all drinking and laughing, eating the food as Master cooked it for them.
My arms and legs were sore, my pussy was sore and it was getting dark.
After about an hour, Master and two other men walked over to me. They were all smiling, the men moving around me, checking the ropes and complimenting Master on a great device. Master moved to the back of me, lifting my arse upwards as the dildo fell out and he lowered me down again.
The men helped him untie my feet and legs, lowering them to the ground before releasing my hands and removing the dildo pole.
Master packed the ropes into the bag and led me towards the house where the guests were in the enclosed patio area, enjoying their food.
Instead of taking me inside, Master led me to the cage, where he ordered me inside, lying on my back. The cage was slightly elevated off the ground, attached to metal poles by thick chains.
I crawled inside and lay on my back. Master ordered me to lie still with arms stretched out above my head and legs stretched out straight and wide open. Master and his friends returned to the Patio where they continued to eat and drink for about another hour.
I was almost asleep. Now used to the wire digging into my body as I lay there I was startled to feel the hand reach through and touch me between my legs.
I opened my eyes to see one of the guests leaning over the cage, his hand inside, stroking me as he stroked his cock with his other hand.
His fingers pushed inside me as I lay still, allowing him to explore me, as I knew would be Masters wish. The man was grunting as he fingered me and before long he was standing, removing his pants and ordering me to remove my gag.
I obeyed him, removing the gag quietly and returning my arms above my head as Master ordered me to. The man knelt beside the cage, he ordered me to move my mouth over to the edge of the cage and suck his cock. I obeyed him and took it into my mouth as he threaded it between the large wire gaps. His fingers found my pussy again and he pumped them in and out as he fucked my face hard. I held onto the cage above my head so that I could retain all of him in my mouth and swallow all his juice when he came in my mouth.
Another man had joined him and soon I was sucking him as well, there were now more hands on my body, fingers inside my pussy and arse as the cock pounded my mouth. The men were grunting and groaning as they plunged their fingers inside me, my nipples were also touched, twisted and pulled.
Master came over and opened the cage, helping me out and taking me into the patio area, followed by his horny guests.
He lifted me onto the table on my back and instructed me to obey orders. I lay across the table amongst the food that they had enjoyed, head hanging over one side, pussy and arse open wide on the other.
Soon each hole was full and being fucked. My legs lifted high as a cock pushed into my arse and another man knelt over me, entering my pussy at the same time, fucking in unison with my arse and mouth.
My nipples were sucked and licked, the women joined in as well, licking and eating my pussy as I obeyed their wishes, sucking and licking their pussies as they presented to me. All my holes were fucked over and over, every guest enjoying my body, abusing it and fucking it hard either alone or with one or two others.
When they finished I lay there exhausted and sore. They left me for a while, moving inside to finish their drinks and chatter, finally calling the evening to an end and going home.
Master cleared the table around me as I lay there.
Master lifted me to my feet, he took my lead and guided me upstairs, into the bathroom where I undressed him and we showered together. He ordered me to lie on the floor, legs wide apart while he washed my holes thoroughly. They were tender and he was gentle with me.
He then handed me to body oil to rub on him and myself before we retired for the night.
I lay on the bed in my position as Master restrained me tightly. He didn't like it when I moved around on the bed, so I was barely capable of moving when he had finished. This time though, my right leg was tied off to the higher loop on the bed post, leaving my legs open, pussy exposed allowing the tenderness to settle down, and Master access to me during the night.
He entered the bed beside me, moving close his arm found my nipples and he kneaded them gently. Pressing the bands together and releasing them, rubbing the nipple gently, then firmly, kissing my back and shoulders. His hand moved to my pussy lips, stroking them, stroking my arse and legs as his head moved further down my body.
His face pressed between my legs and his breath was warm and gentle on my sex. He licked, moving his tongue up and down, in and out of me, as I lay there in total silence, barely able to move, only flinching when he licked my clit and began to tease it with his tongue. His hands still explored me, gently fingering my tender arse as he continued to stimulate me, my breathing was faster, harder and willing him to bring me to orgasm again.
I was losing control; he was in total control of me, licking, kissing, biting and teasing me as the orgasm built. He didn't stop; the orgasm came hard as he ate my juices, gently taking them from my tender pussy, licking and lubricating my arse before entering me and fucking me hard.
It was quick for him, he came hard and fast deep inside me as I lay there, tightly restrained for his pleasure.
He covered me and we slept, the window open and gentle morning breeze waking me to another wonderful day.
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