Seductive Master, The - 09

When you wake, your Master is still sleeping, but
now lays next to you. You study his firm, muscular
body. His face shows great strength. His dark brown
hair is messed up a bit but otherwise lays perfectly at
all times. He is ruggedly handsome, not a pretty boy
type. His eyes, the most captivating of any you have
seen, are without doubt the most attractive feature.
Though his nose is a perfect shape and his chin is firm
and distinct. You gaze further down his body to his
uncovered chest and watch him breath, his chest raising
and lowing in a perfect rhythm. You look further down
his body and note his cock is erect and firm. You move
to his cock and begin to slowly encircle it with your
tongue. No words are said, but he gently rubs his hand
over your hair, as if petting a puppy. You continue to
circle his firm organ with your tongue, making the
licks longer and more sensuous than before. As his
cock becomes firmer still, he raises up on one elbow
and smiles sweetly at you. Before you realize what he
is doing, your Master rolls you over on your back and
enters your dripping pussy. He is just as gentle as he
was in bed last night, only his action is faster. He
presses into you with a fast thrust giving you great
pleasure at the friction building between your two body
parts. He builds his rhythm until you are nearing
orgasm then stops and pulls out. Once out, he pulls
your legs up and lays them over his shoulders, one on
either side, then enters you again. With one hand
balancing his body, his other seeks your sore, bruised
buttocks and slides his fingers in between the cheeks.
He withdraws, slowly, pulling his fingers through your
slit back to your filled pussy. He rubs your clit
firmly for a moment, driving you closer and closer to
the edge then pulls his fingers back and slowly slides
them between your ass cheeks again. Slowly they enter
your puckered hole and he slides his finger in and out
of you. He establishes the rhythm of his finger and
then in the same timing slides his hard, firm cock in
and out of you. As you both reach the point of climax,
he thrusts two fingers into your puckered ass full
length. You scream with the pleasure of this
experience and a second orgasm whirls through your
body.
He lays there on top of you for a few moments and
then withdraws. He leans forward and kisses your cheek
softly then moves his mouth to yours and kisses you
deeply.
"Little puss, you have done very well in the last
few days. Today will not be so harsh for you. I hope,
for your benefit you have been learning the rules and
will be prepared to recite them in the next few days.
But to recite them is not the main concern here, but to
know what each means and the passion behind them."
Finally you feel the need to speak. You are
so filled with desire and passion for this man.
"Master, my I speak?", you ask sheepishly.

"Yes little puss, you may," he says tenderly.

"Master, it is only my desire to please you and stay
with you forever. I have never felt so filled within
every part of being. My needs, both physically and
psychologically have been fueled and stimulated more in
these last few days than ever before in life. I would
never do anything, Master, to cause this pleasure to
stop. I will always be here to please and satisfy you,
if you so desire."

Your Master leans down, smiles slightly, then
kisses you gently on the lips. He holds you quietly in
his arms for a very long time, saying nothing.
"Ok, little puss, go clean yourself. You may
touch your body. Your day will be spent with your
Mistress, as I have the need to work. Now off you go,
and I shall join you soon."
You rise and go into the bath and begin preparing
for another day. When your Master joins you he takes
the cloth from your hands, as the two of you stand in
the shower and he washes you thoroughly. You want to
stay with him there, forever, and truly do not want to
spend the day with your Mistress. The punishments she
could inflict did not bother you, it was the
sensuousness you desired, that only your Master had
given. You would take, you think to yourself, fifty
punishment segments as last nights to have the day with
him. But it was not to be.

Your Master finishes dressing, you stand in the
center of the room in position watching him dress.
Finally a knock comes to the door and your Master opens
it. It is your Mistress, she says nothing but stands
looking, first at your Master then at you. You Master
steps aside and permits her entrance.

"Come along slave, we have much to do this
morning," she commands you. You immediately follow her
out the door, without another word or look from your
Master. You are slightly disheartened by this, but you
seem to understand your station and maintain it.

Your Mistress ushers you to the examination room.
You know what is to come. The dreaded enema and beyond
that you are not certain.

"On the table slave." You Mistress orders. "In
position."

You immediately move to the table and gently climb
on to it. Your body is sore from the previous days'
activities. Your buttocks are still pink and in some
places bruised. Your nipples are firm and sore from
the nipple clips. You notice even your jaw is sore
from the tongue action you have had in the last few
days. More than you had ever had in the past. You
gingerly lay down on the examination table, place your
feet in the stirrups and wait. Your Mistress moves to
the counter and retrieves a bottle of baby oil. She
does not restrain you but instead moves to your aching
body and begins a gentle, sensuous oil massage. The
baby oil had been heated to make it warm and the
feeling makes you relax even more. Your thoughts drift
back over the last few days and find yourself becoming
excited even now.

"On your stomach slave," your Mistress orders.
You roll over, carefully with legs pressed together in
between the stirrups.

Your Mistress begins applying the warm oil to your
back now and you feel your body relax even more.

Finally when she has finished massaging every
portion of your body she orders you back over on your
back and begins the enema. When this is completed and
you have finished in the bathroom she tells you to get
back on the table again. You obey, placing your feet
in the stirrups quickly without having to be told.
Your Mistress then retrieves two rings from the counter
and moves to your side. These rings are about inch
wide and are made of a leather with a felt lining. She
secures each ring around the base of your breasts then
goes back to the counter and gets two clamps. These
clamps are not what you are used to, they are circular
clamps and have pieces within the clamp that enclose
the nipple. As the screw is tightened the clamps
inside tighten evenly around the nipples. Your
Mistress gently plays with each nipple then attaches
the clamps to each and tightens until you moan with the
pleasure of the pressure.

Your Mistress now moves back to the counterand
gets a wide leather belt and comes back and orders you
to lift your middle up a bit and she slides the belt
underneath your back and then closes it around the
front on your stomach. A leather strap hangs down from
the center of the belt and your Mistress lays this up
between your breasts, out of the way. She then goes
back to the counter and gets a small but thick dildo.
She moves back to your spread pussy and begins to
slowly finger your clit. Your hips begin to move
upward in response to her fingers. When she feels you
are wet enough she slides the dildo into your open
pussy. This dildo is about three inches long but is
about four inches thick. It spreads your pussy open
wide but does not enter enough of you to give you any
satisfaction. The strap laying between your breasts is
now pulled down and placed over the end of the dildo to
hold it in place. The two ends of the strap wrap
around your legs at the very top of your thighs rather
than being presses through your legs and into your ass
crack.

You are quite excited by all of this now and can
feel your pleasures increasing, but when you move your
hips you find you can not receive pleasure from the
short dildo pressed into your hot, burning pussy.
Your Mistress now puts more oil on her fingers and
presses them deep into your opened ass pucker and
gently moves her fingers in and out of you until you
are completely lubricated. You know what purpose this
serves and know you shall be sitting on you chair of
honor soon. But some how today you do not mind this
for now you want your Master deep within you whether it
be from the rear or the pussy, you don't care anymore.

"Up slave," your Mistress orders. "Downstairs for
breakfast and on your throne. Your little ass hole
will be expanded more today by a large dildo."

You get up and move downstairs as ordered. You
soon discover you are in a constant state of arousal
and yet there is no means for you to satisfy these
desires unless you touch yourself. Your nipples are
firm, but not harshly pinched in a constant pressure
and your pussy is getting some friction from the dildo
in it but not enough to cause an orgasm. You know what
will happen if you touch yourself but the desire it
almost overwhelming. Some how you manage to get to the
throne chair and take your place without assistance.
The dildo used today is much larger than yesterday's
and upon initial entry there is some minor pain, but
not enough to make you stop.

You sit the next two and one half hours on your
throne, the building desire of wanting to climax almost
causes you to jerk and shudder uncontrollably now. You
would love to find anything that would make you cum,
save your hands. Just as you are tempted to reach down
and touch yourself your Mistress returns to the room.

"Up slave. To the playroom, now." You pull
yourself off the throne and slowly walk down to the
playroom. Once inside your Mistress takes your hands
and ties them together in front of you. She then takes
a hook and places it into the cuffs holding your hands
and suddenly you are pulled upward from the floor, so
you are now on tip toe. Once this is done, your
Mistress takes a spreader bar and places it between
your legs, first one at your ankles then one at your
knees, holding you open wide. She removes the clamps
from your nipples and then the rings from around your
breasts and begins to slowly rub them to bring all the
circulation back into both nipples and breasts.
Finally she unsnaps the leather straps around your
upper thigh and slowly withdraws the dildo from your
hot, dripping pussy, unhooks the belt around your waist
and lays it down. She then goes to the shelving of
toys and comes back with a ball gag. Without being
told, you open your mouth to accept the gag, and your
Mistress presses it in carefully. Her manner today is
almost tenderness with you and you are somewhat
surprised at this. Next she goes back to the shelf and
comes back with a blindfold in hand, secures it around
your eyes. You are now hanging blindfolded, muted,
spread wide open and totally accessible.

You note your hearing is almost acute now, as is
the feelings your body is experiencing. You are so
excited now you want to cum and can feel the thunder of
an orgasm course through your body. You hear the door
to playroom open, you don't know if your Mistress is
leaving or someone else is coming in, but you are even
more excited now. Suddenly you feel a gentle caress on
your nipples, softly they are fingered at the very tip,
then pinched lightly, then released, then pinched
again. You try to move your hips back and forth but
find you can not. The spreader bars have been secured
to floor at the side of you now holding all movement to
a minimum. While the fingers tease your firm, erect
nipples, more fingers touch your still sore ass and
probe the your anus. Still more fingers begin to probe
your pussy and rub your clit quickly, teasing the your
pussy lips then back to your firm clit. As you begin
to feel the sensation of the orgasm move through your
body all the hands are pulled from you. You are left
hanging there waiting, wanting more, you moan several
times as to prompt further action and yet none comes.
You are frustrated and your body is perspiring now.

You are left in this condition until it begins to
subside some then something is placed over your head
and down around your ears. You listen intently now
trying to hear any noise, but hear nothing.

With a suddenness your Master's voice is piped
into your ears. You now release what has been placed
over your head is a set of headphones and your Master's
voice is being sent through them. You are captivated
by his voice as he speak to you via the headphones. He
continues to talk to you about sexual pleasure, the
fine line between pain and pleasure. He tells you of
the desires he has for you and what he would like to do
to you to cause you all the pain and pleasure you
desire and need. As his voice goes on about the
details of his intents for you the hands come back to
your body once again. Slowly, deliberately your
nipples are pinched, then licked, then sucked; then
pinched again and the process begins again. Your
buttocks are slapped lightly with an open hand and
fingers enter your anus. Your pussy is entered by
three fingers now and your clit is teased as the
fingers begin a slow finger fuck. You are being
stimulated from every part of your body and the
sensation is magnified by your blindfold and your
Master's voice. Suddenly your body jerks with the
orgasm, again and again, as wave after wave floods your
body. The action does not stop but instead increases
in speed and another wave of orgasms progresses through
your body until you are exhausted from the overpowering
pleasure of them. The headphones are removed from your
head now and you hang there, perspiring, exhausted and
totally satisfied.

You hear the playroom door open again, then your
blindfold is removed. Slowly your Mistress releases
you from your bonds, then helps you to the table. You
lay down, legs spread wide, hands behind your head.
Your Mistress says nothing, but moves across the room
and sits, sleep overtakes your exhausted body.

Seductive Master, The - 08

Three hours has past and your Mistress comes in to
awaken you. You feel well rested, yet when you start
to rise you can feel the painful reminder still on your
pinkish bottom.
"You may use the bathroom slave," your Mistress
states. "Then down the hall to the examination room
for your enema." You heart sinks, not again you think.
But you know better than to protest and obey in
silence.
"On the table, feet in the stirrups slave." Your
Mistress orders and you again obey in silence. Your
hands reach above your head after positioning your legs
in the wide spread stirrups. Your Mistress then straps
your ankles, and legs just above the knees to the
stirrups, then attaches the straps to your hands above
your head. You have not quite become accustomed to
being totally exposed in this manner to another woman,
and it causes you a great deal of embarrassment.
Your Mistress takes an enema bag and fills it with
warm water, after inserting the tube into your rather
sore anus, slowly she releases the water into you. She
repeats this three more times, until you feel as though
your stomach will burst from the pressure caused by the
water in your bowel. When your Mistress has completed
flushing you with water, she places a well lubricated
butt plug into your anus and leaves the room without a
word. She is gone for what seems like an hour to you,
yet it is actually only about ten minutes. The
pressure is so great within you now that you can hardly
wait until she returns and releases you.
Finally the door opens and your Mistress enters.
She removes the straps holding you and helps you into
the bath and has you sit and removes the butt plug.
You relieve yourself, dispensing the water for what
seems like five minutes. When you are finished, you
expect to be told to take a shower, but instead your
Mistress orders you back to the examination table and
to take your same position.
Once there your Mistress again refastens the
leather straps to your legs, ankles and wrists. She
goes back and gets the enema bag once again, inserts
the tubing into your opened anus and begins releasing
more warm water into you. You wish to protest this
second washing, but knew what will happen if you do, so
you keep quiet.
After one bag, your Mistress stops and removes the
tube and inserts a butt plug again. Slowly her fingers
move up your slit to your wide opened vagina and moves
her fingers lightly over the opening. You are somewhat
surprised, because you now, for the first time, can
feel you are very moist. You are not wet really, but
very nearly so. She moves her fingers to your now
swelling clit and slowly teases it, rubbing slowly and
firmly. You begin to arch your hips upward in response
to your Mistress's fingers. She does not thwart your
motion, but instead increases the speed of her fingers.
The sensation of your excitement is a new one for you,
with the water locked within your bowel and causing a
pressure from behind. As you reach higher and higher
in your excitement, a moan escapes your lips, then
another and another. Finally you are reaching the
climax point and an orgasm is about to explode within
you. Your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
leaves you in this most frustrating condition. She
walks along the side of the table and moves her fingers
slowly up your wanting body until they settle on your
extended nipples. Slowly, softly she moves her fingers
over the very tips of each nipple and continues this
action as you continue to lift your hips upward and the
moaning comes from you move frequently and louder now.
Suddenly your Mistress pinches each nipple very hard
and you explode with an extremely strong orgasm. She
strokes your breasts slowly again, softly until the
depressed nipples seem to come back to life and become
hard and erect again. Your pussy twitching in
excitement to the further stimulation. Your Mistress
moves her fingers back to your clit and begins teasing
it again, just as you are about to explode with another
orgasm your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
stand watching you in your frustration. Your hips
thrashing about and arching upward for satisifaction.
"Please Mistress, please," you whisper quietly.
"You were not told to speak slave!" She retorts
sternly.
She then releases you from your bonds and helps
you up and walks you to the bathroom again. Once
seated she removes the butt plug and allows you to
relieve yourself once more. When finished, she pulls
you up, orders you into the shower, turns it on and the
cold water strikes your body harshly. Though the cold
water does relieve your sexual excitement. Once she
has soaped your entire body she rinses you off and
orders you from the shower.
She takes a large towel and slowly pats your skin
until dry. The action is so sensuous that it begins to
excite you again. She orders you back to the table and
into position, you quickly follow her instructions.
Once spread wide on the table with feet in the
stirrups again, your Mistress restrains you once again.
She then takes a bottle of oil from the counter and
walks to the end of the table. Slowly she begins
massaging the oil into your open pussy, across your
clit and over your anus. This further excites you, but
you are sure you will not be satisfied so you attempt
not to react. She moves to your breasts and places oil
on her fingers and gently massages the nipples of each
breasts. They stand out, glistening in the light with
the oil rubbed into them.
Your Mistress goes back to the counter and picks
up a tube of K-Y Jelly. Your hopes dashed now for some
release to your sexually frustrated state, for you know
she is preparing your the upcoming events of the
evening. She moves back to your spread open legs and
squeezes some K-Y jelly on her fingers then slowly
begins spreading it around your small, pink, puckered
hole. She removes her hand and places more K-Y on her
fingers then moves back to your opening and presses her
fingers deep within you. Having completed this, she
unhooks your restraints and orders you back to the
bedroom. You immediately move down the hall to the
bedroom.
"Go into the bathroom slave and comb your
hair and touch up your make-up. It is almost time for
you to join your Master and his guests." You do as you
are told, dreading the events before you. When
finished, your Mistress takes you by the hand, secures
both hands behind you and leads you downstairs to the
formal dining room.
Once inside, the guests all turn to look at you as
you enter. You become red faced with shame and
humiliation from the stares you are now receiving. You
wish you could withdraw and hide, even back to the
examination room, just anyplace to hide. Then you see,
next to your Master's chair, your chair with the throne
dildo extended through it.
"Come little pus, you will sit in your place of
honor.", your Master says. You slowly walk down,
passing the guests, to your Master's side. Your
Mistress aids you in sitting on the well lubricated
dildo. Your legs are strapped to the legs of the chair
and a strap is placed over your thighs to hold your
bottom securely to the seat of the chair with the dildo
pushed into your ass. You want to hide you are so
embarrassed, for all the guests have watched your
Mistress help you seat yourself on this butt intruder.
You can feel your face flush with color and have
dropped your head to hide your eyes, trying to avoid
the eyes of the guests.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is my newest slave.
She has a virgin ass and must sit on this device in an
attempt to spread her sphincter muscles so she might
accommodate me." You drop your head even further down
now. The dildo pressing into you is very
uncomfortable, as is the hard seat your well spanked
bottom touches.
"You will be permitted, my guests, to touch this
little puss tonight, but first, let us enjoy our meal.
You, little puss, will be permitted to eat and feed
yourself, however if your table manners are not
exquisite you will be rebound and forced fed, is this
clear?"
"Yes Master," your lips some how quiver out the
words. You want to cry, you are so embarrassed. You
look about the room and note that there are three men
and three ladies who are now seating themselves at the
table. They all continue to look at you, examining
your nude body. You wonder how many desire to laugh
openly at your predicament of being strapped onto a
hard, plastic cock forced up your ass. You wish you
could crawl under the table, but know you can not, and
try to bear the degradation of your situation.
Some how, despite your Master's fingers probing
your well moistened pussy periodically through dinner,
you manage to make it through this ordeal without error
or incident. Dinner takes well over two hours and now
everyone is leisurely sipping at an after dinner drink.
You however, sit quietly, for you are not permitted any
alcohol. Finally your Master says, "I think it time to
adjourn for this evening's entertainment." He reaches
over to the straps covering your thighs and releases
it, then the two secured to your ankles and orders you
to stand. You slowly push yourself upward and off your
dildo, your anus is sore now, but much to your excited
body you can see the wet spot on the chair left by your
dripping pussy juices.
"You have left a wet spot slave.", your Master
announces loudly. You turn bright red from the
disgrace you now feel. "Clean it slave!," your Master
orders sternly, and after some dealay says, "with your
tongue." You are now truly mortified and wish you
could crawl under the chair more than anything. All
the eyes in the room are watching you, and all are
gleaming with a slight smirk on their faces. You kneel
down to the seat of the chair and carefully begin
licking your own juices from it. You continue licking
until your Master says, "You may stop slave. Now down
to the playroom!"
The playroom? You question within yourself. Then
it hits you like a ton of bricks, YOU ARE THE
ENTERTAINMENT OF THE EVENING. Now you are truly
embarrassed. You want to plead with your Master, beg
him to do anything to you but this, but you hold your
tongue and slowly, cautiously walk down to the
playroom, with all the guests and your Master following
behind you.
"Kneeling position slave," your Master orders.
You move to the center of the playroom and kneel, with
hands firmly behind your head. Your body is trembling
now, as if chilled, but is not cold that makes you
tremble. All the guests begin slowly removing their
clothing and when stripped down to only their
underwear, circle around your kneeling body. They part
enough in front of you for your Master to stand
directly before you.
"Tonight slave, you shall entertain my guests in
whatever manner they desire, as long as it meets with
my approval. I only request," he continues in a softer
manner now when addressing the guests, "that you do not
penetrate her anus with anything other than your
fingers. She has been given two thorough enemas and is
clean. How would you like to proceed ladies and
gentlemen on this little cunt?"
You are so humiliated. You want to slump forward
and hide your face to the floor, but somehow you
maintain the position of kneeling. You hear someone
suggest that they start with a firm thrashing then
continue after that. Your Master says, "I agree. As I
understand it, this little cunt spoke when not
permitted to beg to be brought to orgasm earlier this
evening. I think a good thrashing is in order."
Someone grabs your left arm and pulls it down and
holds it in front of you, then does the same with your
right arm. Someone else straps leather cuffs to your
wrists and secures your wrists tightly together. A
thumb and finger go to your nose and pinch it tightly
closed and you quickly open your mouth to breathe, when
you do so a soft rubber ball is pressed firmly into
your mouth then strapped behind you head. Next you are
pulled up from your knees to your feet from behind and
pushed toward the padded horse. You are afraid of what
is going to be done to you, yet your pussy is dripping
its juices down to the inside of your legs now. You
are strapped firmly over the horse, your legs spread
wide and leather straps placed around your ankles then
hooked to the legs of the horse. From the other two
legs, light weighted chains are stretched to your wrist
and secured to the hooks on the leather cuffs.
"One more thing," you hear your Master say, "you
may not mark her in any way which might yield a
permanent scar or disfigurement." You feel some relief
now from the ordeal you are about to be put through.
"Now," your Master continues, "how severe a punishment
must be agreed upon before we begin. The cunt was a
very defiant slave today and her punishment must be
firm but not over-bearing." You can hear the
discussion now between all of them regarding the number
of swats you should receive by the various instruments
of discipline. Finally your Master says, "Then it is
agreed, each shall administer fifteen spanks with their
chosen instrument."
You brace yourself for the first series of spanks.
It is a man who is the first to start and he has chosen
a rather light weight, leather covered paddle. He
begins. The pain is not severe but firm. You are
excited by this spanking and rising to an orgasm by it.
The next person, a woman, has chosen a leather strap.
You think to yourself, it figures, women are extremely
harsh when given the opportunity to punish one of their
same sex. They seem to possess more ruthlessness than
any man in this situation. The strap smacks smartly on
your upturned ass and you wiggle and squirm from the
sting it leaves. Before you can even compose yourself
from the first slap the second is given, then the third
and so on. Quickly the woman is finished and next
another man stands behind you. Each, as they come in
turn, are taking the instrument of their choice and
showing it to you. Tears are in your eyes now, after
the uncharitable spanks of the woman, and you try to
see through the tears. This man holds a thick, wooden
paddle. The blows hit your burning ass quickly and it
is over before you even realize it. Each taking their
turn at your flaming red buttocks now, each stroke
against your ass causing more and more excitement, and
more and more tears. The line between pain and
pleasure still not drawn for you and you explode with
orgasm as the last of the guests spank you.
Your Master walks to you next. He holds in front
of your eyes his opened hand. You feel some relief,
but not a lot, for you remember all too well the sting
of his hand from earlier today. He begins, firmly, but
not severely, and as his hand slaps, before pulling it
back he rubs and squeezes your throbbing cheeks, it is
a sensuous move on his part and yet thrusts the pain of
the spankings administered earlier all through your
body. By the time he has reached the agreed fifteen,
your body is quivering in excitement again, and before
satisfaction can be gained by your begging pussy it is
over.
You are finally released from your position, not
given the opportunity to climax as was given to you
last night. You are pulled to a chair in the center of
the room and one of the women abruptly thrusts you hard
into the chair. The scream, unlike the others you have
released through your gagged mouth thus far, is quite
audible and long lasting.
You legs are spread wide and secured firmly, one
to one leg of the chair and one to the other leg. The
chair is exceptionally wide and thus spreads you open
wide. Your hands are then secured to the arms, first
at the wrists then at the forearm. Another strap is
slid under your breasts and your back is pressed firmly
to the back of the chair.
The pressure to your seething buttocks is suddenly
eased. You can feel the bottom of the chair is now
open, as if on hinges, giving access to your burning
ass again. The tears continue to stream down your
cheeks.
A maid slave enters the playroom carrying a tray
of drinks for the guests and the Master. You recognize
her as a maid from the scant uniform she wears. Her
uniform consists of leather cuffs with lace surrounding
them, a leather collar around her neck, also with lace
on it, and a black and white leather strap around her
waist. She serves the drinks then leaves promptly,
almost hurriedly as if in fear that she might be taken
for the evenings entertainment as well. Now, the
guests and your Master completely ignore you. They
drink their drinks slowly and engage in small talk.
You are regaining some self-control now over your
whimpering and yet your pussy is dripping with your
juices from the excitement of the activities.
Having finished their drinks their attentions now
turn back to you. You are frightened for you do not
know what is happen next, and yet that fear adds to
your excitement. One of the women reaches over the
back of the chair and begins to circle her long nailed
fingers around your nipples, they become firm and
extended almost immediately. A blindfold is pressed
over your eyes now and the sensation of not being able
to see what happens next is escalating the pleasure
being given your nipples. Fingers probe your pussy
now, finding your clit and begin to laboriously stroke
the firm, erect tip of it. You can feel your pleasure
being increased more and more, pulling you to a higher
level than you have experienced yet. Just as you are
about to cum the hands are withdrawn from your
disheartened body and you are left searing with desire.
You wiggle as much as possible, almost involuntarily,
trying to find satisfaction, but it is not to be found.
You settle down slightly and listen carefully now, but
hear nothing. You do not know if you are alone or if
the guests and Your Master are still there with you,
watching your torture.
Finally after a long period of time, which you
have trouble gauging because of the blindfold and
silence, someone touches your nipples again. You
twitch at the touch. It is soft and gentle on your
still firm nipples. Another finger finds your clit
again and begins to rub it back and forth and up and
down. Something presses, from beneath the chair, to
your flooding pussy and is then pushed deep into you.
You pull your hips forward slightly, restrained by the
strap surrounding your chest below your breast line.
It is pushed in and out of your hot pussy, slowly at
first then faster. You are teased again to the height
of orgasm and again, just as relief is about to come,
all the action stops.
You are left alone again, in your total, all
consuming frustration, as a loud moan escapes your
gagged mouth. You are wiggling your hips about now
more rapidly than before in an attempt to quench your
pussy's thirst, but to no avail.
Again and again this is done to you, until your
pussy is all but screaming to be filled and fucked hard
and fast. You are finally released from the bonds and
taken, still blindfolded, to the table and lifted up
and laid down on your back. Your burning ass cheeks
touch the table top and you quiver more, and your
overly excited body responds by breaking out into a
cold chill covering you from head to foot. Your legs
are spread wide and cuffed to the table, as are your
arms. Fingers reach for your overstimulated nipples
and begins to pinch them lightly. You feel someone
pressing in between your legs and a cock is suddenly
thrust into your face by the man straddling your chest
above your breasts. Fingers find the strap at the back
of your head and you hear your Master for the first
time in a long time say softly, "No noise slave, not a
sound. Use your mouth for what it does best." And the
rubber ball is removed completely from your mouth and
quickly replaced with a firm cock. As you begin to
circle your tongue around the shaft of the cock, the
person pinching your nipples increases the pressure of
the pinch and you moan through the cock in your mouth.
Suddenly you feel a tongue licking at your hardened,
over excited clit and it begins to suck and lick then
nibble on the head. You thrust your hips higher now
into the air and soon the cock explodes in your mouth
at the same time you explode with a shuddering orgasm,
stronger than anything you had experienced before.
Your entire body wrenches with the release of the
orgasm and each muscle shudders from its over
stimulated condition.
The cock in your mouth is now replaced by another
cock and you again begin to lick the shaft and head.
Another tongue finds your still harden clit and begins
sucking, licking and nibbling on it. The pressure to
your nipples is back to a soft, gentle caress. As the
cock begins to swell in your mouth and you are reaching
upward with your hips the pinching to your nipples
increases and soon you feel the cock explode deep
within your throat, swallowing quickly you take as much
cum as you can and then explode from the stimulation of
your pussy. Your body shakes even more violently with
this orgasm as you are brought higher and higher to
pleasure.
After another cock in your mouth and another mind
shattering orgasm you are allowed to rest. Finally you
feel the head of a cock at the opening of your over
lubricated pussy and a hot pussy pressed to your lips.
Fingers are stimulating your nipples again, as the cock
begins to slowly move in and out of you. You begin to
lick the hot, wet pussy and find the clit of the woman
straddling you and work it back and forth and around.
Just as you are about ready to cum you thrust your
blindfolded head upward and bite lightly the clit of
the woman. Her pussy explodes in your mouth as you
lick and swallow her juices. Again this is repeated
until all three ladies have been satisfied. You have
had no less than nine orgasms since this began and yet
the cock within you has not released its cum. The
rhythm of it continues inside you then a hand reaches
for your clit and rubs it firmly. The speed of the
cock is now thrusting in and out of you hard and fast.
"What do you want slave?"
"Fuck me Master, fuck me hard and fast, please
Master fuck me hard and fast."
A moan, almost scream finds your throat and you
explode at the same time as the cock spasms within you.
Again and again it spasms, shooting its cum deep within
you, and each time you cum.
Finally the cock is withdrawn. There is silence
in the room again. You can smell the odor of sex, co-
mingled with it is the smell of freshly lit cigarettes.
You lay there exhausted, sore, and yet satisfied.
After a long silence, you hear someone move close
to the table, then feel fingers touching your cheek
softly. "You did well little puss," you hear your
Master say quietly. "I shall see our guests out and
will return to you soon." Then he leans down and
kisses you tenderly on the mouth, pressing his lips
firmly to yours. You can feel a warmth rush through
you again from his touch and voice and you once more
become excited, despite your exhausted state.
You Master leaves the table side, you feel him
move away from you. You can not hear him move around
the room but within a few moments a hand is at your
pussy again and a dildo is inserted. Then an over
stuffed pillow is pressed under you hips and raises
your buttocks off the table as it is slid more toward
the top of your hips. Next a small dildo is inserted
in your anus. You wiggle at the sensation when they
are both turned on at a very low setting.
"I shall be back soon little puss," your Master
says, as he walks away from the table and you hear the
door of the playroom opening and then close.
Silence, except for the hum of the vibrators
inside you, now fills the room. And before your
Master's return you are brought to orgasm again and
again by the ever present hard fake cocks pressed in
your openings.
When your Master returns he removes the vibrators
slowly, and you can hear them being shut off. He
unties your feet, then your hands, then removes the
blindfold from your tear stained face.
He helps you to sit up and then brings a glass of
cool water to your lips and aids you in the drinking.
When you have finished the full glass he helps you off
the table with his firm, muscular arms and then holds
you closely to his nude body. He says nothing, but
merely holds you in his protected grasp for several
minutes.
"Ok little puss, upstairs, fourth bedroom on the
left," he commands and you quickly move through the
door of playroom and up the stairs, then the second
flight and to the bedroom. Your Master is close behind
you.
When you are at the door of the fourth bedroom,
the rush of fatigue covers your body like a wave from
the ocean and you all but fall to your knees. Your
Master reaches down and grasps your arm and helps you
into the room. You quickly survey the room you have
just entered and can see from the luxuries of its
apportionments that it must be your Master's suite.
He leads, all but carrying you, to the bed and
gently lays you down. You immediately spread your legs
wide for him, for you can see his cock is hard and firm
again. He smiles at your response to his need and
mounts you slowly and tenderly. His movements are
tender and caressing as he rocks back and forth within
you slowly withdrawing and then pressing his hard cock
back into you. Your back begins to arch as you feel
his member grow inside you and become rock hard and
with a delicate thrusting you both cum at the same
time. Your Master lays on top of you, his member still
within you, slowly withdrawing on its own as it becomes
totally limp and you both fall asleep in this fashion.

Seductive Master, The - 07

As you stand, before your Master, reviewing the
events of the last few days, your body reacts to the
thrilling pleasures it has experienced from the hand of
your well experienced Master and Mistress. You reflect
now on the time spent in the library, your crimson
colored ass exposed to all who enter the room. You
sink into deeper thought to recall every detail of the
event.
Your Master leaves you to your Mistress's hand,
while he dresses in preparation of his meeting. Your
Mistress takes you and leads you down the hall to the
library. Once inside, she leads you to a corner
opposite the door. You suddenly realize the first
thing anyone who enters will see is your reddened
bottom. You flush with redness from your
embarrassment.
"Stand in this corner slave. Hands at your side.
Do not turn around unless ordered by your Master. Do
not move, regardless of what may happen, unless given
permission from your Master. And above all, do not
speak, unless specifically asked a question by your
Master. Do you understand slave?"
"Yes Mistress." you answer, and a sudden slap
comes firmly down on your redden buttocks.
"You were told not to speak unless your Master
asks you a question. Now remember that slave."
You wait, with face pressed into the corner. Your
pussy still not having relief from the near orgasm your
Master brought you to, is now releasing its juices and
they are running down the inside of your slightly
spread legs. You hear the door open behind you, then
close, and your heart pounds in your head, as you feel
the rush of blood come to your face. You do not know
who has entered the room. It could be your Master.
But then again, it could be a guest of his. You remain
standing with your face pressed forward to the corner.
You are longing to sneak a peek at who is in the room,
but you dare not, in fear of the reprisal for such an
action.
Again the door opens and closes. You hear someone
move across the room and sit behind you. This same
action is repeated five more times before your Master
enters the room and speaks.
"Good afternoon all. Are we ready to begin?"
"Yes," you hear another man's voice,"but first
Nathaniel, could you explain about this lovely miss in
the corner?"
"I should be happy to Tom", your Master says.
"This is my newest little puss slave. She failed to
behave properly this morning. As you can see from her
reddened buttocks, she was swiftly punished for her
behavior and ordered to the corner to the display
herself."
"May I ask," you are mortified now for the voice
you hear is that of a woman, "what she did Nathaniel to
warrant a sound spanking?"
"Of course," your Master says, much to your
embarrassment, "my dear Grace. This little puss
continues to touch herself. A feeble attempt to bring
herself satisfaction, she moves her fingers to her
dripping pussy and tries to bring herself to orgasm. I
say feeble, dear Grace, for we all know, only a Master
or Mistress can give total satisfaction to a puss."
You knew it would come to this. You knew, deep
within yourself, that your Master would explain the
reason for you punishment. You wanted to find a rock
to crawl under you felt such indignity now. Your body
trembles at the thought of all these unknown, faceless
people looking at your redden ass and your juices
running down the inside of your opened legs. This is
worse than any whipping or spanking. This is a
humiliation you shall not forget. Yet the excitement
of it all is racing through your body and courses
through your veins. You can feel your heart beating
faster and faster and your pussy juice flowing harder
than before.
"May I examine her thrashed buttocks Nathaniel?",
you recognize the voice as that of Grace. You pray
your Master will say no. You hope your body is only
for the touch of your Master and Mistress. You heart
sinks when you hear him speak, saying "of course you
may dear Grace, as may you all." You wanted to run, as
fast as you can, to get away from this demoralizing
action about to take place. But alas, you know you
will not run. You know, somewhere deep within you,
this is the treatment you have craved and longed for.
Suddenly you feel a hand touch your tender ass. You
wrench upward slightly when it does. The hand moves
firmly over you ass and down between your ass cheeks.
You can tell from the touch it is a woman's hand, and
assume it belongs to the one called Grace. Her fingers
move over your anus and play teasingly at the ring.
You jerk again, for the area is tender from the dildo
it experienced this morning. She moves her fingers
deeper down your slit till they rest upon your opened
hole of your pussy. The lips of which are opened wide
because of your spread legs. She slowly thrusts her
fingers into your opening then pulls them out again.
She repeats the action several times and you can feel
yourself becoming more and more excited. Your stomach
muscles ripple with the excitement and you are burning
deep within your womb to be satisfied. Your desire to
reach for your pussy is so strong, yet your resist,
still feeling the harshness of the spanking you
received not more than twenty minutes ago. Her fingers
move in and out of you faster now, until you feel you
are on the edge of an explosive orgasm. Yet, as you
reach the pinnacle of pleasure she withdraws her
fingers and leaves you stand in total discontentment.
One by one the faceless people of the room touch
you in various areas of your body. Each bringing you
closely to orgasm, each leaving you as you react and
reach the edge. One man slaps lightly at your still
burning ass, as his fingers slide in front of you and
rubs your clit. You don't think you can stand it any
longer, you are thrusting your hips forward now, ever
so slightly, for you are restraining them as much as
you can because you were told not to move. As you
reach the height of your near explosive orgasm, the
stimulation is stopped again, leaving you in such
frustration that tears flow down your cheeks.
You can hear laughter when the fingers are pulled
from you. Someone, a male voice says, 'She is a hot
puss isn't she Nathaniel.' More of a statement of fact
rather than a question. They leave you in your now
very uncomfortable position and begin to attend to the
business they had come to discuss. The meeting goes on
for nearly an hour and half and as each faceless person
leaves the room, they walk first to you and lightly
spank at your bottom once then walk out. Silence
settles round you now, and you can not even hear your
Master in the room. Suddenly you hear a chair roll on
a plastic sheeting, the type that covers the floor to
protect the carpeting.
"Well little puss," you hear your Master's say, as
he reaches out and touches your shoulder. "You may turn
around now." You do so quickly. "You were very good
little puss, taking your punishment so bravely. Come
to your Master's arms and be held." You need no
further encouragement, and all but fall into his opened
arms and rest your head to his suited chest. He holds
you tenderly for a very long time in silence. His
hands rubbing, caressing your body tenderly. You feel
the warmth of his touch and the firmness of his body
pressed to yours and the sensation of being wrapped
within a cocoon, safe, warm, protected envelopes you as
you burrow your head even more into him. His lips
brush your head, then his fingers find your chin and
brings your face to his. He gently, tenderly kisses
you, his tongue slowly moving into your mouth. His
kiss lingers, his tongue teasing yours, for a long
time, then he forces his tongue deep within your mouth
and holds you firmly to him. You want this man, this
Master, with every fiber of your being. But all too
soon he pulls back from you and orders you upstairs to
the bedroom you used last night.
Once upstairs to the bedroom, you walk inside to
find your Mistress waiting.
"Slave, standing position." She orders, and you
immediately assume the position. "Slave you will
shower, wash your hair, and shave your legs and
underarm, put on a scant amount of makeup and dry your
hair. Of course you may touch yourself, but you may
not masturbate. You shall then return to the bedroom
and we will prepare you for this evening. You have one
hour slave to do these things. You may also relieve
yourself if you desire and a cold glass of iced tea is
waiting you in the bath." She turns and walks out,
leaving you, for the first time today, totally alone
for one full hour.
You do all you have been instructed and when you
hear the door open to the bedroom you are just
finishing the light touch of color to your lips. You
have stood before the mirror and examined your flaming
red ass cheeks. They still hurt when you sit down, you
quickly found out when you went to sit down before the
mirror to dry your hair.
"Kneeling position slave," you hear your Mistress
call out to you from the adjoining bedroom. You
quickly move into the room and kneel, with your legs
spread wide, your hands behind your head and you head
bowed slightly.
"Very good slave. You are learning quickly.
Though you have much to learn. Tonight slave, you
shall have dinner with your Master and I. Joining us
will be a few guests. You shall, however, wear nothing
and you will be seated on your honorable throne."
Your mind rushes with the indignity of such a
thing. Again being displayed before strangers, your
nudity open to their eyes and your pussy spread wide
open while sitting on a dildo stuck into your anus.
"I shall prepare you here slave, placing K-Y jelly
on your delicate anal hole. Then you shall walk
downstairs to the dining room, where your Master will
be waiting with guests and you shall, at his or my
instruction go directly to your throne and be seated.
If you hesitate or need help in pressing the small
dildo into your ass or in any way embarrass your Master
or I you shall be taken over his or my knee and paddled
right then and there. You will then receive not less
than ten spanks from each person in the room for your
bad behavior and embarrassment caused them. Now slave,
you will rise, get into bed and rest before this
evening's entertainment."
Without a word you do as instructed. Your bottom
touches the bed and you are painfully reminded of
punishment for disobedience. You roll on to your side
and sleep conquers you quickly, albeit the thoughts
dashing through your mind.

Seductive Master, The - 06

As you stand, submissively before your Master,
reflecting on the prior days, your clipped nipples
respond to the sensation of the clips and stirs a
warmth through your nether region. You continue to
ponder the events, they now somehow seemed so long ago.

Your mind quickly pushes past the total discomfort
of the enema you experienced. Then you recall the
gentle, almost tender massage your Mistress gave you
during the shower following the enema.
Having relieved yourself of the three bags of
water your Mistress filled you with, she then orders
you into the shower. Your hands are free, but you feel
no need to run, nor desire. Gently, she begins to
massage your body with a washcloth filled with soap.
When she reaches your well strapped pussy region, she
gingerly touches you, moving her fingers lightly,
tenderly over the lips. The sensation returns to your
pussy, your clit and the entire tender area, for this
region felt somewhat numb from the harsh spanking it
had just received. Your Mistress removes the washcloth
from her hand and with compassionate, satin fingers
strokes the soap within your slit. You legs are spread
wide already, but you attempt to spread them even more,
and the only restraint is the size of the shower
itself. Your Mistress responds to your attempt to
spread wider for her, by gently, carefully moving her
silky fingers deeper into you. You feel the burning
desire, deep within your womb for the fulfillment of
your now opened, well lubricated pussy to be filled
with the hardness of your Master's manliness. Your
Mistress continues to move her fingers in and out of
your flowing pussy, when you realized she had pressed
four fingers deep within you. Her thumb searched for
your clit and gently rubs it. Within a few moments you
were in the throws of another orgasm. As the waves of
pleasure rushes through your body, you reach to the
walls of the shower to hold yourself steady. When you
are finished, and begin climbing down from the orgasmic
high your Mistress picks up the washcloth and finishes
washing you.
You are then taken downstairs, unbound, but still
nude, for breakfast. You walk into the breakfast room,
which is nothing more than a sun porch directly by the
kitchen and wait for your Mistress to instruct you.
You take notice of a chair on the other side of the
room. It strikes you odd, for in the center of the
chair is what appears to be a dildo extended upwards
from the bottom. A shiver runs through you when your
realize what its purpose is. Your Mistress moves over
to the chair, pulls a tube of K-Y jelly from a pocket
in the smock she wears and spreads it completely around
the one and one half in thick dildo.
"Come slave, your seat of honor awaits," she says
to you. You sheepishly and with great apprehension
move to the chair. Your ass cheeks and sphincter
reflexes involuntarily as you walk in anticipation of
what is come. As you slowly walk towards the chair you
hear something behind you and glance back over your
shoulder. Much to your humiliation and mortification
are two other people. One dressed as a maid and the
other obviously the gardener judging from his
appearance. Your entire body feels the warmth of a
blush as it covers you. Your head drops in utter
despair for your situation and indignity you are now
suffering in front of strangers. You have become
accustomed to your Mistress and Master, but these
people. Your brain contemplates the ability of
retreating, withdrawing from your agreement with your
Master, but your heart, your inner being knows you will
not. You have finally achieved the security you have
always desired. The fulfilling inner joy of peace,
knowing you are cared for, taken care of and when
behaving properly given all the things your heart and
fantasy dreams could desire. Why even the spankings
and harsh treatment of your pussy from the strapping
this morning made you feel the release of tension from
your being, as well as the long need you have had for
punishment for failure to live up to your own
potential. You knew these were some of many reasons
you enjoyed the spankings, the punishment. Though
these thoughts raged through your mind, it did not
alter the embarrassment you were experiencing at this
moment.
Once you reached the chair, your Mistress stopped
you in front of it, "Standing position slave, legs
spread very wide." You immediately placed your hands
behind your head, interlacing the fingers of each hand
and spread your legs a good two and half to three feet
apart.
"Now slave, bend forward. You may use your hands
on your ankles if you need steady yourself." You want
to bend completely over and crawl away, for the maid
and gardener still stood watching the activities of you
and your Mistress. You bend forward then quickly bring
your hands from behind your head and brace yourself on
your ankles. You can feel the air caress your anus and
opened pussy.
Slowly your Mistress places K-Y jelly on her
fingers and begins to circle the outer ring of your
anus. Your muscles tighten at the touch. "You will
feel much pain if you do not relax slave, so relax."
You know from the experience of having a small
butt plug inserted that this is true. But this dildo
forced through the seat of the chair is not a small
butt plug. It is about five inches long as well as an
inch and a half thick. You try to relax, to focus your
attentions on other things, then you feel your
Mistress's fingers enter you rear hole. Slowly she
moves her fingers around inside you, lubricating you
thoroughly.
"Standing position slave," she commands. You
immediately stand up and bring your hands back to
behind your head. Your face is flushed red from
leaning forward, which does a nice job of hiding the
red caused by your blushing. Slowly your Mistress
maneuvers you to the seat of the chair and the waiting
dildo. She gently, but firmly pushes down on your
shoulders and you, with great reluctance bend your
knees and move to a sitting position. The plastic head
of the dildo begins to slowly press at your anus and
you react by tightening your sphincter muscle once
again. Without a word your Mistress pulls you back up
and draws you near her. She cradles you in her arms,
with the tenderness of a mother holding her child. She
holds you closely to her well endowed breasts and
gently begins talking to you in a whispering voice.
"You must relax," as she speaks her hands that are
wrapped around your naked body begin to rub you gently.
One hand to your back, the other moving to your
buttocks and soothingly rubbing your round, firm
derriere. You feel yourself relax in her strong arms.
When she moves her hands back and simply holds you
talking quietly, "If you do not relax you could hurt
yourself. We don't want that dear. Now you must trust
me and just relax."
When she releases her grasp on you, it becomes
clear the entire time she talked to you she was moving
you over the dildo and finally on to it, so it now
pressed gently inside your anus. There was no pain, oh
perhaps a little, but very minor. It felt huge inside
you but not totally uncomfortable.
"Now lift your legs up from the floor and let your
body weight lower you the rest of the way." Your
Mistress states. You comply, lifting your legs up and
feeling the dildo move deeper within your bowel, until
you feel your asscheeks firmly on the seat of the chair
and the intruder hard and erect within you.
Your Mistress turns around and motions for the
other two people watching this entire ordeal to come
into the breakfast room now. They move in, one on
either side of your chair and suddenly lift the chair
by the seat and move it closer to the table. When they
have completed this task they bow their heads and ask,
"May we go back to work now Mistress?" She grants them
permission to do so and orders the maid to bring
breakfast for the two of you.
"Now little slave, you shall sit upon your throne
for at least two hours this morning and then return to
it tonight for another two. In a few days the small
dildo will be replaced with a larger one and we will
continue using larger ones until your Master is
satisfied. Good," she interrupts herself as the maid
slave brings two plates of scrambled eggs with fruit on
the side, to the table, places them before your
Mistress. "Now, lets see, where was I, oh yes, your
Master will test your progress for anal penetration
periodically and we will continue to treat the area
until he is totally happy." The maid slave brings in
coffee now for the two of you and bows her head,
walking backwards from the room and leaves you and your
Mistress in private to eat.
"When the two hours have passed slave," your
Mistress continues as she eats her breakfast, and you
eat yours, "we shall permit you the right to relieve
yourself then you shall retire to the playroom."
The playroom, the thought rushes through your
brain, oh good, as you begin wondering what excitements
await you in a short period of time.
Thirty minutes having passed, as you sit on your
dildo throne, and your anus feels as though a huge rod
is pushed into it. Your ass is becoming numb from
sitting so perfectly still. The discomfort is becoming
an irritant rather than a pleasure even with the
thought of your Master entering you.
Your Mistress finishes her second cup of coffee
then rises and moves to your chair. She kneels down to
the side of you and orders you to lift your legs. You
obey instantly, and she slides the chair around to face
her. Now fully in front of you, your legs spread wide,
in the proper position of a slave, she moves her
fingers to your pussy and presses into their soft pedal
folds. She slowly moves her fingers around, you can
feel your juices begin to flow at her first touch. She
increases the speed, only slightly and you can feel the
furor of her actions rush through your body. She
suddenly withdraws her fingers and moves to under the
chair. You jump slightly when the dildo pushed deep
within you begins to vibrate. Her fingers move back to
your warm pussy and begin to rub your outer lips and
teasingly slips inside then out again. This continues
and you can feel yourself nearing orgasm, though as it
begins to streak through your body, all the action
stops abruptly. You are in total frustration and start
to move your unbound hands to your clit to satisfy
yourself. With a sudden realization of the pussy
whipping you received earlier you pull your hands back
and place them behind your head, an attempt to cover
your original intent. Your Mistress seems to have
bought this move for she says nothing regarding it.
The next hour and a half is spent bringing you to
the very edge of orgasm then denying you the
opportunity for release. Finally, your Mistress
presses her fingers deep within you while her thumb
reaches your clit and works it around feverishly, then
the dildo in your anus is started again and the
vibration raises you higher to orgasm. Suddenly the
dildo is moving in and out of your anus and thrusting
back and forth and you explode in an even higher orgasm
than the others you had felt since being here.
"Now slave," your Mistress sternly says, once you
have recovered from the orgasm, "to the bathroom,
relieve yourself, then to the playroom for your next
lesson." You pull yourself off the plastic cock
slowly, then walk down the hall to the bathroom. You
use the facilities then immediately make your way to
the door to the basement leading to the playroom. Your
Mistress in attendance all the while.
Upon entering the playroom you see your Master.
Your heart skips a beat and you wish you could rush to
him and throw your arms around his neck and thank him
for the pleasures he is teaching you. But you know if
you do so you will not be received in the same manner
in which you feel and thus you restrain yourself from
this outward display of gratitude and love. Yes love,
for now you feel a strong bond of love for your Master
and Mistress. For all the doors of pleasure they have
opened to you thus far.
"Standing position slave," your Mistress orders,
once you are in the playroom and close to the center of
it. You assume your position immediately, with head
bowed as your Master and Mistress discuss you and your
progress.
"She did well on the dildo chair Master
Nathaniel", your Mistress reported. "She stayed the
entire two hours and responded well to the thrusting of
the small dildo in and out of her anus. She did
however, when being teased, attempt to reach for her
pussy to satisfy her need, but quickly pulled her arms
back and placed them behind her head."
Damn, you think to yourself, she did notice. Your
heart sinks at the thought of this, for you are certain
you will be punished. You can only pray it will not be
another whipping to your tender, sensitive pussy.
"Thank you Mistress, I will continue her training
this afternoon, you may go now," your Master states
firmly. Your Mistress leaves the room, closing the
door tightly behind her. "So little puss, you like to
masturbate and satisfy your needs! We shall continue
to work on this desire and correct this wrong
behavior." Your Master walks to the wall shelving
holding the various instruments used for punishment and
walks back with a simple flat, wooden hairbrush. He
reaches down, unties his robe, hangs it on a hook, then
stands before you nude. His firm body ripples when he
bends his knees slightly and grasps firmly your right
arm, pulling it from the clasped fingers of your left
hand he leads you across the room to a chair. He sits
and pats his knees, "Lay across my knees little pus for
your correction." You can feel the excitement rising
in you as well as the humiliation and shame. You feel
like a small child now, about to be paddled for bad
behavior. You know your chastiser is puritanical about
proper conduct and will rigidly administer the
punishment to correct such behavior. Slowly, with
trepidation you lay across the knees of your Master,
your pussy slowly oozing its juices down to your inner
thigh.
Unknown to you, your Master is aware that a bare
bottom spanking across his knees is one of the most
sensuous actions a Master can have with a slave, next
to pressing his hard cock into all her openings. He
slowly positions you over his knees, so your bare
bottom is in direct line to his right arm. He tells
you to keep your legs spread wide and says you are not
to move. "If you move," he warns, "we shall begin
again. Each time you move, we start over, do you
understand little puss?"
"Yes Master," you say, now in a little girl voice.
"Very good little puss. As the lessons of this
morning did not seem to sink in properly we will
administer no less than forty spanks. They shall be
placed firmly on the sit spot of your bared bottom with
the hard, wooden hairbrush. After each spank you will
state to your Master, 'thank you Master, I behaved
badly and deserve more', until we reach the agreed
forty spanks. When the forty have been delivered, I
shall begin again with my opened hand, giving you
another forty. Again, little puss, you must not move
or the action will start all over from one. Is this
clear?"
"Yes Master," you say in the most timid voice,
which even surprises you, for you have not heard this
tone from yourself since you were a child receiving a
sound spanking from your father. Your inner thigh area
quivers with the anticipation of the first blow and you
brace yourself for the sharpness of it. Deep within
you, you desire this more than anything. It satisfies
some need buried, and hidden within and is almost as
exhilarating as feeling your Master's hard cock inside
you. The first spank comes down on your sit spot,
firmly but not harshly. You immediately respond with,
"Thank you Master, I behaved badly and deserve more."
"I shall oblige you then little puss," your Master
responds as he brings the hairbrush down almost in the
same spot with a bit more force. Again your repeat
your recital of words, believing them even more with
each spank imparted on your firm, round, bare bottom.
By the time your Master has reached thirty, the
spanks are hard, almost severe, being delivered with a
firm, burning sting to your unprotected ass. You are
in tears now, but still have not moved nor have you
forgotten to thank your Master for doing his duty in
your Master drops the hairbrush to the floor. His hand
moves tenderly to your burning ass and caresses the
glowing surface of your sit spot. Maintaining an even
pressure and caress to your bare, throbbing ass.
Slowly his fingers move down to your opened legs and
presses ever gently into your open, sopping pussy. He
tenderly, with fingers that feel almost like feathers
moves over your pussy, finding your clit and fondles it
ever so carefully and gingerly. His hand now moves
back to your ass and rubs a little firmer on the tender
area.
"Now little puss, we will continue. You do
remember what you are to say, do you not?"
"Yes Master," you answer, just as timidly as
before.
"Very good! We shall begin." And with that your
Master's hand firmly and smartly strikes your sit spot
again. You let out a yelp and the tears begin to flow
again down your cheeks. Again you do not forget your
ordered statement, "Thank you Master, I have behaved
badly and deserve more." With that, your Master brings
his hand firmly down again, giving you only enough time
to respond, then again and again. You can feel the
heat from your ass all the way to your pussy. You note
that your pussy is pressed directly into his knee now,
as he has readjusted your position some to ensure it
is. You also note that your Master's cock is firm
under your stomach. The feeling of his firm cock
excites you even more and your pussy is flowing as
easily as the river Nile.
As each spank is unyieldingly given, you can feel
your pussy become more and more excited. Finally, near
the thirty fourth spank you burst with a surging
orgasm, your body jerks and shudders from the force of
it, yet somehow you remain firmly across your Master's
lap. He delays the spanks now, spacing them apart
more, and when each is given your can feel the force of
yet another explosive orgasm rushing through you. When
he reaches forty, you feel the frustration of needing
to cum, yet are not relieved. Your Master stops
spanking you and orders you up to standing position.
You reluctantly do as you are told.
"Now little puss, do you think you have learned
your lesson?"
"Yes Master," you sheepishly say, with head bowed.
"I should hope so little puss. If not, there will
be further punishment. But I am certain there will be
anyway, for you have a long way to go before you have
learned all the proper training of a slave."
Your Master walks around you as he speaks. His
voice never louder than a soft, almost whisper.
Occasionally you see his face out of the corner of your
eye and the desire to throw your arms around him is so
great it is almost overwhelming.
"Now little puss, you have failed another time.
You are to be, at all times, aware of your Master's
needs and desires, and here I stand with a cock that is
rock hard and in need of satisfying and you have made
no attempt to correct this problem for your Master."
Immediately you drop to your knees and begin to
tongue the shaft of your Master's cock. Slowly, gently
you swirl your tongue around the shaft, reaching the
head, you flick your tongue lightly over it. Your
Master now reaches down and pulls your head back
gently, you understand the action and open your mouth
wide to accept him inside. He moves slowly in and out
of your mouth, your tongue moving around and around the
shaft of his hard cock as he does. His speed increases
and your tongue increases with him, until finally you
feel the spasm of his cock in your mouth, he presses it
deep into your throat. You swallow hard and fast to
take all of his creamy juices and you feel his cock
spasm again and more washes down your throat. Before
withdrawing from your mouth, he has spent his cum at
least three times into your opened throat. As he
withdraws his limp member from you, your tongue goes to
work again to ensure it is free of cum.
As if this had no effect on him whatsoever, your
Master goes and retrieves his robe from the hook. You
have returned to standing position and await his
instructions.
"Little puss, as part of your punishment, you
shall stand in the corner, hands down to your sides,
upstairs in the library, while I conduct business with
some associates. You shall stand there nude, with your
well spanked, red bottom facing out to the room, so all
will know you behaved badly and that your Master was
not remiss in delivering the proper correction. Now
upstairs little puss, quickly."
You quickly move through the playroom to the door,
opening it, you step aside to let your Master exit then
quickly move behind him up the stairs. You can already
feel the embarrassment of your position. Your nude
body being exposed to strangers. Your Master telling
them of your behavior and perhaps even what you did
that was so wrong which warranted the spanking. You
can feel your pussy throbbing with excitement, and your
clit reacting again with anticipation of what is come.
A full completion of punishment. First the soundness
of the spanking, unyielding, despite your cries, your
orgasm, and moans then the humiliation and
embarrassment of exposing your behavior and punishment
of such to others. Up until two days ago you would not
have dreamed all your secret fantasies would be
fulfilled. But they so needed fulfilling. Like a
woman out on the desert without water for several days,
the thirst for your fantasies to be filled was finally
being quenched.

Seductive Master, The - 05

"Your training is coming along nicely, little
puss," your Master states to you. You are pleased and
delighted that your Master is happy with your progress.
"Your training will, of course, continue.
Sometimes at my hand and at other times at the hand of
your Mistress. When have learned the ultimate lessons
of being a slave your shall move from the training
level and be given more freedom. But not until you
have achieved the levels and depths of understanding I
demand from my slaves."
You stand, naked before your Master, with hands
bound behind your head. Your Master had ordered you
take the standing position and you obeyed. Once your
hands were placed behind your head your Master securely
bound them together. Of course you could pull them
over your head and move them to the front of you, but
knew it would bring a wrath of punishment either from
your Master or your Mistress, so they remained where
your Master had bound them. You nipples extended and
somewhat in pain at this moment, for the clips had been
placed on them sometime earlier. You had progressed to
the third level of clips, the pain caused by the first
clips was now like a tickle to your experienced
nipples.
Master Nathaniel moves in front of your
submissively turned down face, "I want you, little
puss, to review the last few days since your training
began and then I shall ask you a question. You may
take as long as you like going over the events of the
days past."
He steps closer to you and reaches for your
clipped nipples and gently runs his fingers over the
clips. This causes some more pressure to be added to
the clips and an increase in the pain. Yet pain and
pleasure have become almost inseparable to you now.
Determining the difference is somewhat difficult for
they seem to have formed a bond and become one over the
past few days.
You begin to reflect back to those prior events
and the vision of what had happened create a hunger
deep within your stomach which moves directly to your
pussy, causing it stir with excitement. After the
first night, when examined by a strange man, the
doctor, then the strange woman, your Mistress shaving
your pussy and playing with your delicate nether lips,
then being administered an enema. Then removed from
the examination room to the playroom in the basement,
being spanked severely and brought to the first all
consuming orgasm you had ever had, not once but twice.
Your thoughts are heating your pussy now. After that
first wonderful night in the playroom, Dana walked you
back upstairs and bathed you. Instructing you at that
time that you were not to touch yourself under any
circumstances, unless given specific permission, nor
could you masturbate. If you did, you would be
punished in the most severe manner. You remember
thinking at the time that tonight's spankings were so
severe that what could be more severe. You did not
know at that time you would learn what was more severe
and yet what would bring you to one of the elevated
climaxes of your young life.
When Dana has completed the bath she had you lay
face down on the bed and applied some soothing cream to
your still inflamed buttocks. Even this caused you to
become aroused. Yet Dana did not touch your pussy nor
did she make a move towards your tender hole of your
ass. She merely, systematically rubbed the various
areas of your backside, covering your shoulders down to
you upturned feet. You felt the light finger touch of
your long time friend rubbing your nude aching body and
could not help the prodding of excitement your pussy
felt from her fingers. You wanted to, no you yearned
to reach down to your pussy and sooth it and bring it
back to another climatic high, but remembering Dana's
instruction you resisted the urge and remained quiet on
the bed.
When Dana had finished the delicate cream massage
to your back she softly, but firmly ordered you to you
turn over. You did so without reservations. She began
the same laborious massage to the front of you. As she
did, she instructed you in what was expected of you as
a slave to the Master Nathaniel.
"You are to always be ready. Regardless of the
circumstances. Your pussy, you will learn, will flow
easily and joyously when in his presence or in the
presence of your Mistress. Soon you will discover that
just hearing the Master's or the Mistress's voice will
cause your juices to flow with ease. He will satisfy
your needs, either with his own body or in some other
manner. The other ways, you will find to be most
erotic as well."
As Dana spoke, her fingers, as though controlled
by her conjuring up past memories, find your nipples
and slowly, methodically caress the very tips, causing
a stirring deep within your being. You are becoming so
hot now with desire that your body is all but aching
from the need and your hips slowly move upward in an
attempt to grasp the thin air. Dana suddenly realizes
she is bringing to this level and removes her hand
quickly.
"I was not to get you excited. I was instructed
to massage your body and soothe it with the cream but
not get you excited from the action. I don't really
know how I couldn't but that was as it was to be." Dana
rose from the bed now, sat the container of cream on
the night stand and continued talking, now slowly with
deliberateness of her words. "You shall not be bound
to the bed tonight slave. You will have the freedom
tonight to sleep unincumbered as well as the freedom to
move about the room and use the bath when necessary.
Master Nathaniel does not hasten his activities in the
training of a new slave. But rather does this in a
slow, lingering, enjoyable process. But do not, slave,
expect to experience such leniency in the future."
Then, much to your surprise, Dana leaves the room
abruptly without a further word. You lay back down on
the bed and your hand, as if with a mind of its own,
reaches to your breasts and gently touches the nipples.
As your left hand kneads the erect nipples your right
hand slides down your body to your shaven pussy,
pressing your fingers into the slit and gently begins
rubbing. You jerk yourself back, pulling your hands
from your body, as you recall Dana's instructions not
to touch yourself. It was too late, but you decided it
did not matter for you were alone in a bedroom. Soon
sleep encases you and you dream of all that has
happened to you since the beginning of your journey
tonight.
You are awakened by the harsh reality of a
forceful arm on yours, pulling you upward from the bed.
Your head and brain still filled with sleep, you are
unable to determine if it is morning or the middle of
the night. With a strength of a man, your Mistress
pulls your arms upward and drags you to the edge of the
bed. Your legs hang over the side and your Mistress,
pressing your face into her stomach region, leans
forward and behind you and pulls your arms back,
securing them firmly with leather cuffs. She then
backs away from you and pulls on your nipples, firmly,
extending them from your well rounded mounds. As she
pulls, she increases the pressure of her fingers until
the nipples are pinches quite hard. You are now fully
awake.
"So, you like touching yourself do you slave?"
You do not respond. You fear if you answer yes it
will bring a fast and quick punishment to you. You
fear if you do not respond, this too will bring
punishment. And if you do respond by saying no, you
will be surely punished for lying. Mistress
reaches the nipples again and repeats the question,
holding tightly to each nipple. "Do you like touching
yourself slave?"
"Yes Mistress," you whisper through the pain in
your throat wishing to scream rather than speak an
audible word.
"Were you not told slave not to touch yourself?"
The pressure to your nipples is reestablished with each
question, then released when you answer.
"Yes Mistress," you have now dropped your head in
shame for the wrong you have done. You become totally
conscious now that your bedroom was indeed not that
private.
"And you touched yourself during the night, did
you not slave?" Pinching harder still, causing you to
gasp from the pain in your nipples.
"Yeeeeessss Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress," you
squirm on the edge of the bed as the pressure to your
nipples continues. "I will not do it again Mistress,
please, I will not."
"I shall see to that slave. You shall be bound to
keep you from such an act." Your Mistress stated, as
she slowly released the pressure to your nipples. "You
must learn your body is not yours any longer and
belongs completely and totally to your Master and me.
It is for our touch, not yours. Now rise and go
relieve yourself and will shall begin the preparations
for your day."
You obey without hesitation. You crave to touch
your nipples, to rub them and remove the pain that
still lingers on the tips, but with hands bound behind
you this is not possible. You enter the bathroom and
sit, only to see your Mistress walking in behind you.
Your face turns bright red again, and you drop your
eyes to the floor before you, knowing a request for
some privacy would merely bring an inflamed Mistress
towards you. You remain silent and complete your
business and your Mistress then orders you to stand in
the shower. Once inside, she removes your binds from
your wrists and turns the water on full. It is cold at
first and makes you wiggle in an attempt to get out of
the cold jet. Your Mistress grabs your arm and pulls
you back in front of it and holds you there. She soaps
you up thoroughly then lets the water beat against your
skin until you are completely rinsed. Then she orders
you from the shower stall and takes a towel and drys
you. She replaces the leather cuffs to your wrists and
presses your arms back then secures the cuffs again
behind you.
"Down the hall slave, to the examining room."
She orders, and you move quickly from the room to the
hallway. Walking a few steps before your Mistress you
arrive at the examining room ahead of her. "Open the
door slave!" How, you think, then turn around facing
your Mistress, grip the handle of the door and slowly
turn until it clicks open.
"On the table slave. On your back with legs in
the stirrups." You obey again, but dread this most
vulnerable position. Your Master's hand, you had
discovered last night is much more soothing and gentle
than your Mistress's. Just prior to your laying on the
table your Mistress unclips your hands and tells you to
stretch them to the top of the table as soon as your
feet are in position in the stirrups. Once completed,
your hands, knees, and feet are securely to the table
and stirrups, as they were the night before. Your
Mistress then presses the stirrups open even more until
your pussy lips are spread wide and gaping open.
Mistress then places a leather strap, brought from
either side of the table, around your hips, thus
preventing you from rotating them upward.
"You like to touch your tits slave?"
"Yes Mistress," you whisper timidly.
"Then we shall give you a false lover to touch
your nipples so the sensation does not leave you for a
long time to come." Your Mistress says and then moves
to the counter opposite the table and comes back with
two clips. She reaches down and gently strokes the
nipples until they are firm and erect then places one
clip on each nipple. You scream from the pain the
clips are yielding to your breasts and your Mistress
merely moves back to the counter returning with a soft,
rubber ball gag. She quickly pushes it into your mouth
when you are about to release yet another scream, then
secures it tightly behind your head. You continue to
moan and react to the pinching clips of your nipples
when finally you realize they are not that harsh, not
any harsher than your Mistress pinching the tips of
each nipple, as a matter of fact, they are less harsh
than this. You begin to relax and let the sensation of
the constant pressure to your sensitive nipples bring
you to a new wave of excitement.
"You like to touch your pussy slave?"
You can not answer now, with the gag pressed deep
into your mouth, but manage to lift your head slightly
and shake it up and down. Fear suddenly runs rampant
in your body when you think of clips, as those on your
nipples, secured to your pouting pussy lips, or your
clit, my gawd your clit. You thrash your head back and
forth in a panic, hoping, above all hope to figure a
way out from your current predicament. Your mind is
racing with thoughts and ideas of how to make free then
the reality of the situation, comes thundering into
your brain, you can not get free. You must take
whatever punishment your Mistress administers.
"I see you have thought of the clips attached to
your soft, pliable pussy lips," your Mistress says as
she reaches to the wide opened hole of your pussy and
fingers you lightly. "Or perhaps to this firm clit of
yours," she continues as she moves her fingers up to
the clit and applies a gentle but firm caress to the
tip of your clit. You try to pivot your hips to move
from her teasing, tormenting fingers, but the leather
strap secured about your hips prevents such action.
"We shall not place clips on these most sensitive
regions, at least not yet slave. But they shall be
punished. For you will, after today, I promise be
convinced that your body is no longer yours but your
Master's and mine. We shall be the ones to touch you,
caress you, bring you to heights of pleasure." Your
Mistress stops talking, removes her fingers from your
opened sex and walks back to the counter. Your body is
relieved of the tension it felt and you relax with your
weight back to the table top, making no attempt to get
away.
When your Mistress returns she carries with her a
small leather strap. The strap is flexible and she
swings it about over your face. It is about six inches
in length with a handle giving it another four inches.
After swinging it above your face she moves to the end
of the table to your wide spread legs. A rush of
horror fills your body when you comprehend what the
leather strap use will be. Despite your fear and
anxiety your pussy is flowing without restriction
letting your hot juices creep down your opened crack
and finally down to the table top. Your Mistress
positions herself before your opened regions and swings
her arm back, with the leather strap acting as an
extension to her firm hand. One crashing blow after
another slaps down upon your opened pussy lips, above
them, below them finally your tender, virgin anus, then
finally finding the erect nub of your clit. You jerk
and thrust your hips upwards as much as permitted with
the restraints to this area and scream through the ball
gag. The tears stream down your face now and you are
certain the pain will cause you to black out.
Odd, you note, in the midst of this pussy lashing,
your nipples do not hurt any longer from their
entrapped fake lovers clasp. The pain inflicted on
your wide open, vulnerable pussy and sex canal has
released the pain from your nipples. Your Mistress
dispenses three more harsh strapping to your opened sex
then stops. Her fingers move to the tip of your clit
and begins to move harshly over it,and around it. With
a suddenness, with no warning to yourself, you spasm in
a overpowering orgasm. Your body wretches forward, as
much as possible, then shudders and quakes in an
uncontrollable response to the zenith of your climax.
Your head falls back onto the table top and darkness
fills your eyes and senses as you sink into an orgasmic
blackout.
When you come to, some hour and half later, your
condition has changed only slightly. You still remain
in your most vulnerable openness, with legs spread wide
on the stirrups and hands above your head. But now,
the ball gag and leather strap pressing your hips
tightly to the table top have been removed. Your
Master is now in the room and stands talking with your
Mistress. You can not truly make out what they are
saying, as you come to, but hear them speak of the
slave, and assume they are speaking of you.
"Well little puss," your Master says when he sees
your eyes open, "have you learned who owns this body of
yours?"
"Yes Master, you, Master and Mistress own this
body."
"Very good little puss. As long as you remember
this fact, then an episode such as this will not have
to be repeated." He turns back to your Mistress now,
"Give her an enema, feed her some breakfast then
prepare her for anal penetration. I want her virgin
ass opened and stretched so it might accept me."
You hear this and tears slowly fill your eyes.
Not from the thought of your Master's sex inside your
virgin ass, but from the thought of the enema, which
you dearly dislike, almost hate.

Seductive Master, The - 04

You are left to sleep only briefly. Not more than
an hour has past, when your Master touches your back
and says, "Slave, wake now." You shake your head
slightly in an attempt to bring you back to reality,
thinking you have dreamed the entire incident of
before. When you realize you can not move it floods
your brain that what you confusingly thought a dream
was in fact happening.
"It is time slave, for your Mistress's guidance to
be administered." You hear your Master say and then
feel his hand pull away from your back.
Your Mistress walks over to your bond body and
pushes a leather strap in front of your face. "This is
my instrument of correction slave. As your Master gave
you twenty five to forty as his range, I too will
administer in the same." Your heart sinks to your
stomach now, or so it seems, for you do not believe you
will be able to take that many more blows to your
burning cheeks. Your Mistress reaches out and gently
rubs your asscheeks, and much to surprise they hurt,
but not that severely, at least not at her touch.
"It will begin." Your Mistress says, and yet her
hand is still on your bottom. She slowly moves her
hand down between your legs and gropes at your pussy a
moment, then moves her fingers to your clit. Your body
responds immediately. Your pussy juices are still
flowing from just as hard and fast as before.
You hear the rush of air behind you and with a
shape stabbing pain the first blows lands on your ass.
You strain against your bonds and the soreness of your
buttocks from the prior paddling is felt all the way
through your body. The strap lands again and again,
quickly in the same area of your sit spot. Your
Mistress lays the strap across your buttocks just above
your sit spot in rapid succession. You are too tired
and in too much pain to count now and do not even
attempt to keep track. It will end when it ends, you
think to yourself, as the tears roll easily down your
face. Another five, harsh smacks of the strap land on
your sit spot briskly. You are crying now without
control. Suddenly you feel the firmness of your
Mistress's hand on your back and hear her saying, "It
is over little slave, rest easy." Her fingers reach
for the straps holding your arms and releases them,
then your legs. Slowly she helps your up from the
horse and leads you to the table on the other side of
the room.
You Master stands waiting for you there and you
notice Dana is still there but on the other side of the
room in standing position. Your Mistress and Dana are
nude but your Master still wears the robe he came in
wearing. When you reach your Master he holds you up
against his chest and reaches down to lift your chin up
to his face. He slowly, tenderly kisses your tear
streaked face then holds you warmly to his chest. You
feel, for perhaps the first time in your life,
protected and loved.
Your Master then reaches down and lifts your legs
and cradles you in his arms. Slowly he moves to the
side of the table and gently lowers you to it. When
your asscheeks touch the table top you scream with pain
and your Master gently rubs his hand to the cheek of
your face. You stare into his eyes and are pulled into
him, feeling a part of his very being. As you continue
to look at his magnificent eyes the initial pain of the
table touching your very well spanked buttocks eases
and you relax against the table.
Your Mistress moves to your other side and as your
Master bends down, removing your ball gag, kisses you
gently, your Mistress pulls your arms above your head
and secures them to two wrist cuffs on opposite sides
of the table. Your Master continues to kiss you and
probes your mouth with his tongue. As he does this
your Mistress moves to the end of the table and
attaches your legs in the same manner as your hands.
You are now spread eagle on the table and bonds
securely. You don't care. You have finally gotten
your hearts desire.
"I pray my little puss, you have learned your
lesson about wrong behavior. If not, punishment can
and will be administered at any time."
You do not respond to your Master's statements,
for they were not in the form of a question. But you
shake your head up and down to acknowledge his
statements.
Your Master's mouth continues to touch and grace
your face, as his hand moves down your body to the top
of your shaven, wet pussy. He slowly slide his fingers
into your slit and methodically moves them over your
clit. You feel your back arch upward to meet his hand,
just as your ass had arch upward to meet the blow of
the paddle and the strap. Each time you arched your
back and lifted your ass off the table you felt the
pain of your punishment when your hips settled back to
the table top. You Master's fingers continued to probe
your soaking pussy, slowly, deliberately, as if guided
by an unseen road map of your most erotic spots.
He withdrows his fingers slowly and they are
quickly replaced by your Mistress's fingers. Your
Master then removes his robe and climbs on the table
straddling your breasts. His cock comes to your chin,
it is firm but not hard. You part your lips and open
your mouth freely to accept it. You slowly work your
tongue around the shaft of it and he pulls and pushes
himself in and out of your mouth. When he pulls out
your tongue finds the crown of his cocks and works
feverishly over it before he pushes back into your
mouth. The actions of your Mistress's fingers do not
go unnoticed by you and your body is arching upward
with each movement of your Mistress's fingers on your
clit. You continue to work your tongue around your
Master's cock for a few minutes more. When you feel
you are about to explode your Master withdraws from
your mouth, your Mistress stops rubbing your clit.
Your Master slides down the table moving over your
spread legs and slowly thrusts his cock into your hot,
dripping pussy. As his rhythm builds, your Mistress
comes back to the side of the table and begins rubbing
your clit in time with the rhythm of your Master's
thrusts. Your Master increases the speed of his
thrusts now and you know it will not be long before he
cums inside you. When he reaches a fever pitch of
thrusting, your Mistress increases the speed and
firmness of her rubbing on your clit and suddenly in a
blinding moments you feel your Master's cum explode
inside you. Again and again it shots into your inner
most being and you climax in time with your Master's.
When he finally withdraws from you, you are still in
climax and your Mistress continues to rub your clit
hard and fast. Just as you are about to climax again
your Mistress withdraws her fingers from your clit.
You lay there frustrated in agony to cum.
"Little slave," your Mistress says to you. "You
can not be the only one to cum. You will learn there
are times when you will be permitted to cum and times
when you are not. This is a time you are not permitted
to cum, at least not yet."
As you feel yourself coming down from the wave of
orgasms you just experiences. Your Mistress puts her
fingers back to your clit and rubs you to the edge
again. You are pulling at your ties now and trying to
pull free, in vain, to reach yourself so you might be
satisfied. Your head flips back and forth and as it
does you see your Master kneeling on the floor with
Dana's leg spread over his shoulders. His mouth busily
eating her pussy and bringing her to climax. As she
shutters he reaches down and slaps harshly at her ass
and she moans loudly and spasms ripple her body.
You have your own problem, as your Mistress is
back teasing and tormenting your clit again bringing
you back to the edge once more. When you are near
climax she stops, mounts the table and spreads herself
open over your mouth. You need not be told what is
expected of you, though you have never eaten a woman
before. You open your mouth and plunge your tongue
into her dripping pussy. You search her slit and find
her large clit and begin flicking it with your tongue.
The more frantic your tongue action the more of your
Mistress's juices fills your mouth. It doesn't taste
bad, sort of sweet you think and a renewed energy
impacts you as your tongue moves faster and faster.
As your Mistress rocks her pussy back and forth
over your mouth, you know she is close to coming and
the action of your tongue increases. Your Mistress
reaches behind her and feels her way to your pussy and
pushes two fingers into your hot open hole and begins
to thrust them in and out of you. Moments later you
both cum again and your Mistress's love juices flow
into your mouth and you lick them hungrily.
She lay on top of you for a moment, you body
feeling her larger frame and size then she climbs off
you and walks to your Master.
"She didn't do badly for a first timer," you hear
her say.
Your Master, who has finished with Dana, moves
back to the side of the table and touches your cheek.
"That is all for today little puss. Tomorrow will
shall begin with nipple clamps and loosening up your
virgin ass. You shall become one of my prize slaves if
you continue to perform as you did tonight. You have
pleased your Master. Now Dana will take you and bath
you, then put you to bed. Good night little puss."
You are released from your bonds and taken from
the playroom by Dana. When you reach the stairs to the
second floor Dana finally turns to you and says, "Well,
didn't I tell it was worth waiting for?"
"Yes, and boy were you right. I've never been
fucked like that in my life. I can hardly wait till
the next time." You ass cheeks tingle as you climb the
stairs.

More later, as Elizabeth progresses with her training.