Stick and carrot

The stick and the carrot.

 

 

The cunt was throwing a tantrum. Master smiled. It was hard to take her seriously when despite her tantrum she was lying with her legs spread with his toes in her fuckhole. Admittedly he may have pushed her too far. It has been three weeks and he had not allowed the cunt to cum.

 

It has started as an experiment in obedience. Testing her to see if she would obey his command and control herself. In the first week she had been pliable and obedient. Every time she approached her orgasm he would withdraw from her fuck holes and plunge his cock into her mouth coming all over her face and udders but always denying her pleasure.

 

 

By the end of the second week, she was more hostile, he watched her face for the signs of frustration as she came closer and closer but always she was denied. Early in the third week she started to seduce him, abandoning her anger she embarked on a campaign to seduce him with all the little tricks she knew he loved hoping he would forget himself and allow her to cum. It amused him, she was so naïve and transparent but so very needy.

By the end of the third week she snapped. He had let her to believe that her ordeal was almost over. She hated being used as furniture, it was a true test of her submission. To stay for hours in one position, being ignored, or used carelessly to hold a newspaper, or coffee cup or even being used as a foot-rest.

 

She had been bent over on all fours being a footrest when his had a fancy to run his toes over her slit. She reacted immediately, the tell tale signs of slick wetness seeping out of her cunt. Turn over, he commanded- be my carpet.  He laid her feet on her stomach, pressing her back into the cold tile floor. (which she hated as well). He’s never made a secret of the fact that he talked to other sluts on the phone and on the Net. So when the phone rang he was delighted to find a slut on the other end. Perhaps he had sounded a little over eager, but she had spun him such a lovely fantasy that he was almost in another world as he ordered her in harsh and commanding terms to cum for him and cun hard. (She had, and so had he spilling his cum in a high arc all over the cunt’s stomach.) That was when she snapped and started screaming at him. He’d only just managed to stand up and place his foot on her body- holding her down. Her screaming soon pettered out into a flood of tears, and she curled up on the floor, sobbing like a little girl.

 

Master was not cruel and being the resourceful type he soon had a plan in mind as he held her and dried her tears. The next day Master had her get ready for a trip to the highlands. For a change she was allowed to wear her own clothes, so she picked a swirly white skirt and a fluffy white top, which buttoned down the front. As usual however she was not allowed panties.

 

Master was in an indulgent mood, catering to all her romantic whims. The drive up to the highlands was a happy affair of conversation and her favourite songs on the car stereo. They arrived at the resort in the hills after about 2 hours of driving. After lunch at a nice restaurant they wandered around the resort strolling through the forest trails. The final stop before they drove home was the rabbit petting zoo. If Cunt had been nervous about what the day would bring she was now completely relaxed all thoughts of her frustration gone. She had fun playing with the rabbits which came in all sizes and colours, from little bunnies to giant rabbits the size of small rugs.

 

It was close to closing time when they arrived and the area was soon deserted. Cunt looked up to find herself alone. She worried for a minute until she saw Master emerge from one of the sheds. He called her over offered to show her round the sheds where the rabbits were kept for the night.

 

Delighted with the attention, she followed Master into the shed watching as the rabbits were penned in for the night. Master encouraged to take one final look at the rabbits before they left. She bent over the enclosure gates trying to reach for the rabbits.

 

Why don’t you climb in? Master suggested innocently.

Unthinkingly she swung her leg over the barrier as Master held her steady. She found herself straddling the barrier, her feet just touching the ground. The thin plank of the barrier cut into her cunt like a wooden pony. She shifted uncomfortably preparing to swing her leg over when Master reached for her and kissed her. She melted against him and so didn’t notice the handcuffs snapping round her wrists until she was well and truly caught.

 

Master held her tight as she struggled.

“little cunt, we’re going to play a little game now. It’s called stick and carrots. This is the stick part. By the way feel free to cum anytime. Its what you wanted isn’t it?”

 

Master fastened her hands above her head, allowing her a little slack to lift herself off the wooden bar to take the pressure off her tender meat hole. It was a cruel allowance, as she could not hold herself off the bar for long. She was sobbing softly as he tied a blindfold tight around her head and gagged her. He lifted her skirt tucking it into her waistband so she was fully exposed. Finally he opened the buttons on her top, exposing her tits which he popped out of her bra so they were lifted provocatively. He pinched her nipples to make them hard and perky. She felt him move away. Her soft whimpers like music to his ears. And then for a long time she was left alone to balance and struggle as best she could.

 

The sound of the door creaking open made her freeze in shock. Not being able to see who had come in was freaking her out, she wanted to scream, but with her mouth well gagged all she could do was moan and shake her head in fear. She smelt the man as he approached. Every sense heightened. Was Master close, was he watching? She had no idea. All she felt was a terror of being exposed to a stranger. The man spoke in harsh guttural tones, assessing the size of her breasts. She felt the heat of his hands before they touched her. The skin on his hands was hard and rough with manual work- squeezing, pinching and laughing to watch her struggle. The pain of straddling the wooden partition on her tender cunt intensified as she struggled, but the terror also released a flood of fluid from between her legs.

 

The man was standing behind her now. Painfully squashing her breasts, biting her neck and shoulders as he rubbed his cock against her bare ass. Her struggles and moans just served to excite him more and he grabbed her tighter against him, pressing her body against the length of his. The support gave her cunt a little release and she felt him lift her slightly giving her some much needed respite from the pain. But it came with a price, as she felt rough thick fingers against her fuck-meat, her struggles only made it easier for him to stick his fingers in and drive them in and out of her sore cunt.

 

Tears ran down her cheeks, checked by the blindfold, but now she no longer knew if they were tears of humiliation or pleasure. With the shame came the inevitable rise of pleasure, and try as she might to stop herself the denial of the previous three weeks was too much to fight. In a mixture or loud moans and sobs she felt herself convulse against his fingers, thrusting against him hard as pain, pleasure and humiliation melted together in a shocking release that left her shaking and struggling to open her legs so he could touch her more. She felt a sticky wetness against her ass cheeks, and felt it running down her leg. The man grunted once, twice and then was done. As he moved away, her orgasm ebbed, leaving her limp, she felt so weak and yet she was forced to focus her energies on relieving the pressure on her sore cunt lips. The pain was unbearable in the aftermath of her orgasm,. He moved in front of her. He held her face for a moment and as she struggled to focus he slapped her hard twice across her face. “bitch” he barked at her. And then he was gone as the tears began again. She heard the door to the shed creak shut and she was left alone in her misery and pain.

 

After what seemed like a long time she heard the door creak open again. The panic gripped her again until she heard Master’s voice. “You’ve had the stick and now cunt it’s time for the carrot.” She felt Master come up behind her, releasing her hands from their bonds, and lifting her over the barrier that had tortured her for so long. If Master had not been holding her she would have collapsed to her knees. She punched softly at his shoulders as her fear and anger came upon her again, but he just laughed and held her hands behind her back. “I’m glad you still have some fight in you sweet cunt.” And pushed her to her knees. His belt flicked smartly against her ass reminded her of her place and gave her some semblance of control.

 

She felt him put a collar around her neck, and attach a chain to it. “Crawl cunt!” Master ordered and somehow she found herself obeying. The ground of the shed was covered in dirt, grit and grass. Master guided her into position, pushing her lower so her face and breasts were pressed into the dirt and her ass curved up. She felt the cool evening air against her open wet cunt. Master ordered her to spread her legs and stay. And then she felt something cool pressing into her holes.  Master ignored her gasp of shock as her ass was forced open and she felt him pressing what felt like dildos deep into her. “I told the nice man who let you stay that you would give the rabbits their evening snack.” Master taunted softly. She realised then that her ass and cunt had been stuffed with carrots. Master placed his foot on her head to make sure she couldn’t move, and then she felt the soft shuffling of rabbits approaching. Her screams of horror were muffled by her gag as she felt soft fur against her cunt and ass, and an impatient nudging as the rabbits nibbled and pulled on the carrots she offered. As the carrots were seized by the rabbits Master shoved new ones in. She struggled and twisted hoping to expel the carrots from her holes, grazing her breasts and nipples against the dirt. But Master’s harsh “No!” and his foot on her head kept her in place, while the rabbits had their feast. 

 

Master spoke to her, constantly, reminding her what she was, telling her what she looked like rolling in the dirt offering carrots to the rabbits. His voice both soothed and aroused her, it always did, She felt Master pull her head up by the hair, and remove the gag, there were no thoughts of protest as he pressed his aroused cock against her lips.

 

“you’re a good cunt” he said softly, as he stroked her hair, fucking her mouth. “you please me.” His soft words were a balm to her pain and humiliation and all she could think of in that moment was pleasing him. His hands rubbed her breasts as he stroked deep into her mouth. The reassuring words, the press of rabbit against her ass and cunt awoke her desire.  She felt the rabbits scrabbling against her cunt, trying to climb up to get at the carrots in her ass.

 

Yes, this was what she wanted, to be Master’s slut, to obey, to please, to be the recipient of his desire and lust. “Master!” she whispered softly against his thrusting cock. In that moment he knew had raised her to a new level of submission and obedience. Her acceptance was the sweetest victory and he felt his desire and passion heighten. In a single movement, Master withdrew his cock and turned her round so her cunt and ass were fully exposed to him. He pushed his cock hard into her waiting dripping cunt, and she thrust back hard against him. Reaching forward Master grabbed her hair, forcing her to arch her back, riding her hard. Fucking her hard, Master gave her what she wanted as she howled her orgasm into the night.

 

 

She hardly remembered how they got back into the car. The drive home was the only sound were her soft sobs as they covered the miles home. Master carried her into the house, stripped off her clothes, gently bathed her and dried her. Images of how she had been used played across her mind. A faint smile played across her lips, “thank you Master.” she whispered in a sleepy little voice as she snuggled closer, raising her head for a kiss before she fell asleep.