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Beginning of my New Life
I am a 25 years old male, average height and only 50 kilograms of weight. I just reached to the Netherlands, this is the country where my Mistress lives and from now on this is also my country. As soon as I will met with my Mistress, from that moment I will be become I toy and slave and will have no rights. I will be even lower than an animal or a thing on this earth, basically I will be nothing.
I start searching the Mistress and there She was standingstraight and confident. When I saw Her, my heart starts beating fast, She is beautiful and gorgeous. Our eyes met and I realised my mistake and I lower my eyes. She gave me a signal to follow Her and I start following Her like a puppy.
Then I saw My Mistress car in front of me, Mistress was watching me from head to toe and I am feeling like Mistress Eyes were piercing through my whole body. My cock start becoming hard and it was not unnoticed from Mistress Eyes. Mistress said it seems my little toy start enjoying own its own. She ordered put your suitcase behind the car and then remove all your clothes. I got nervous because we were outside and Mistress gave me order to be naked. She said She will not repeat herself again. I saw stern look on Mistress face and start begging that someone will see me naked and then problem will be created. I begged not make me naked and like that. After few minutes of begging, She said stop with anger and said i don’t have whole night, so better I start obeying or I will be punished. I had left no choice, so I started removing my clothes. I was nervous and afraid that what will anyone think or say if he/she saw me naked. As I removing my clothes, Mistress said hope you had follow my instructions properly and carefully. She also said if She find any small infraction then I will be punished badly.
After 2 minutes I was naked, means all my normal clothes were removed. Then Mistress starts inspecting me that how properly I followed the orders. As Mistress taking her time, more time she taking more fear of being seen was growing inside me. I was praying that this humiliation will over soon but Mistress had different plans for me, also I am getting cold. Before leaving from India Mistress gave me order that what I have to wear under my clothes.
List of Mistress orders
This was the Mistress instructions. And I have to let it that condition during whole flight of 9 hours and still have to wear until Mistress decided to untie me. During whole time I was uncomfortable due to that bondage and not able to or take a dump due to rubber rod and dildo. My bladder was full and wanted to be empty but I can’t do that without Mistress Permission. But now when I am starting in front of Mistress I no longer I have to pee due to fear of caught. Then Mistress starts inspecting and seems pleased with my efforts. My cock and balls become blue due to that tight and long bondage. Suddenly I hit the ground and when I came to senses I came to know that Mistress had slapped me. Mistress said that I only gave to few instructions and those few instruction I was not able to perform properly. She said she is very disappointed with me. When I again up on my feet, she said that she founded 3 errors with the instructions which she gave and she will deal it when we reach at your new home. She opened the door of the car and ordered me to lie on the floor of the car. After that she produced a rope and start tying my balls from it. After that she tied it’s other hand to the handle above the car door, so that my butt is in the air. That condition start stretching my balls badly and I start feeling that whole body weight is on my balls. Mistress then produces two crocodile clamps and put them on my nipples. At the end of the clamps there is the rope tied to them. She stretches them over my head and tied them tightly to the other handle of the other door. It is so tight that if I twist or jump or pull myself against them, they give me horrible pain. When all is done, Mistress told get ready to go to your new home and make yourself comfortable during whole trip. That is the rhetorical comment and I know that I that position I will only get pain and pain.
She set the engine on the fire and we start moving. I don’t know how long that trip was but that was the longest trip I ever had. She intentionally applying brakes or suddenly speeding or slowing the car. She knows that will make me move and cause pain. Mistress said keep screaming because they making her hot. After what seems eternity we were at the home. I was happy that Mistress will untie me from the painful bondage.
Mistress said wait for few minutes and then I will untie you from your comfortable position. At that point I am feeling that I don’t have balls and my nipples are on fire. After few minutes She untied me from my bondage of car not from my previous bondage. When Mistress removed the clamps I screamed due to intense pain and my balls are also on fire. They are of purple colour, numb and cold. Mistress ordered me to get out of car and stand in front of her and I did what I am ordered.
Mistress then said follow me and we entered in the house. Mistress then said from now on I will not stand on my feet unless told so. After that she sat on the couch and I am on my hands and knees in front my Mistress. She told that there are some rules you had to follow without failure and if you failed you will be punished badly and harshly no matter how small or big will be your infraction. Here are the rules:-
1. You are not allowed to speak unless spoken to.
2. You must address me as either Mistressor Goddess except in public where I am to be addressed as Lady (Mistress last name).
3. You must kneel in my presence and crawl like a worm at all times unless told otherwise.
4. You may never look directly in my face or cunt without my permission. your eyes must be kept on my feet.
5. You must obey all commands without hesitation or reservation, NO EXCEPTIONS. .
6. You may not have orgasms without my permission. If caught masturbating, the mandatory penalty will be fifty lashes. Spontaneous ejaculation will be deemed slave loss of self-control and will bear the same penalty as unauthorized willful masturbation.
7. You permitted ejaculations require slave to clean up all traces of semen with their slave tongues.
8. You routine chores are mandatory and will be satisfactorily performed to my complete satisfaction. These may be domestic or personal in nature.
9. You must accept and all punishment determined necessary at my sole discretion. After a punishment session you must first thank me for my efforts to make you into better slave. You must always kiss my hand and the instrument of punishment used.
10. You must be hairless at all times with special attention to legs and balls. You caught with stubble will be punished.
11. Youwill at all times will be nude or dressed as female.
12. You are never permitted to leave my house without my permission.
13. You interest in any other Female is expressly forbidden. Even askance glances will be considered a violation of this rule and subject to 50 lashes mandatory punishment.
14. You understand the Female of the species is Superior. It is mandatory you obey and serve my Female Supremacist friends as if it was Me.
15. You must know their place at all times. You must always remember you are nothing but slave and my property to do with as I wish. You have no rights or freedoms, except that which I expressly allow you."
16. You never stare my friends or people whom I know, If caught you will be punished harshly.
17. You will not do anything without my permission like no even eat, use bathroom, drink, sleep or not even breathe. If caught subject to 100 lashes mandatory punishment.
“You will live in here with me where you will serve me twenty four hours a day. Any disobedience will result in the harshest punishment you can imagine” Mistress moved in front of me, her stomach was only inches away from my face. I wanted to press my face onto her skirt. She went on. "Life will not be easy for you. Your only pleasure will be serving me as a faithful slave. Your reward will be my pleasure and happiness."
These are the rules you must follow and remember. I said that Mistress I will obey every rule you made and will not break it. She said you just break a rule of talking and you will be punished. She said that you are here for my pleasure and comfort and for yours. As you know I am Sadist and I love inflict pain on my slave, so it will be better you break as less rules you can because when you will break a rule you will be punished and that will gave you pain and to me it will give pleasure.
You will get 5 kicks twice a day on your slave nuts and 10 kicks twice a day on weekends. Don’t thank me for taking care of you; it will be all my pleasure.
I lost no time dropping my eyes to her boots. "Kiss both of my feet," She ordered. I bent forward and kissed each boot, tasting the leather with my tongue. “Now repeat for me the seventeen rules that you are to live by slave." The shock and fear showed in my eyes. I knew I couldn't remember all of them. “You will receive five lashes for everyone you forget," She stated. My mouth was getting dry. I tried to clear my mind in order to help me remember better. I took a deep breath to relax and slowly started to repeat the rules the best I could remember them.
I could not remember all of them. I felt a dread overtake me. "Is that it?" She demanded.
"Yes" I whispered in soft voice.
"Yes what?" Mistress shouted.
Oh shit! "Yes Mistress".
"Slave, you have just earned quite a few lashes. Five lashes for daring to look at my face. Five more lashes, for just now addressing me improperly. Another forty- five for the five rules you were unable to remember. That's fifty- five so far." She said. "Oh yes for 3 mistakes with the orders I gave you and also 5 more for now obeying my orders quickly." So I guess it become 55+30+10 = 95.
I was in total shock. I couldn't believe it.
"I think that you will be a surprised at just how obedient a slave becomes after ninety five lashes."
I was starting to sweat.
“Wait until I bring your dog collar”. I waited for several minutes and then She appeared with a collar in hand and an evil smile across her lips”.
"Put the dog collar on first," She commanded, kicking it with her foot. I put it on around my neck fastening it: "You look more handsome with the slave collar on."
She commented. Her comments didn't do a dam thing for my ego. She kicked the leather hood. "Now that slave" The hood was made to fit completely over my head. There was a large opening in the front that exposed my nose and mouth. The rest of the hood would cover my eyes and ears.
I would not be able to see anything and my hearing would be diminished somewhat as well. The hood zipped shut on the back of the head and there was a catch that could be locked so it could not be removed. I put it on over my head. Mistress had to help me zip it down because of the tight fit. She locked the catch. I was helpless. Finally Mistress placed the leather cuffs on my wrists and locked them together with my hands bound in front of me. I felt her connecting the metal leash to my collar.
"We shall now go to my dungeon for your punishment and my pleasure, Have you ever been in a dungeon slave?" She asked. The hood muffled her voice, but I could hear her words all right.
I nodded no; I had never been in a dungeon before. That I was scared shitless was an understatement.
She tugged on the leash indicating I was to follow her blindly like an obedient puppy dog. We went to her dungeon but for some dumb reason I assumed we were heading for her bedroom. It must have been due to the enormous lust I had for her. When we came to a halt I felt Mistress unhook the leash. "Stand there and don't move slave." A minute or two passed. I heard her voice behind me. "Open your mouth wide,” She ordered. She put something round made out of hard rubber into it. A strap was fastened tightly around my head. I couldn't dislodge the hard rubber object from my mouth. It was there to stay until Mistress decided otherwise. I was unable to talk or scream. I could only moan and not too loudly at that. "Slave, this room is quite sound proof, but I 'm not in the mood to hear a lot of screaming tonight," She said with a small chuckle. I was glad someone found the situation funny.
Mistress then lifted my wrists and hooked something to the cuffs. I felt my arms being pulled upward. My wrists were raised until my toes touched the floor. The crank of the pulley stopped. I hung there suspended by my wrists; I knew eventually I would have trouble with my circulation if I hung suspended for very long time. A strap was wrapped around my ankles binding them together. I couldn't raise my legs in this position; I was completely at Mistress’s mercy. My body was exposed and ready for the punishment she would inflict. To my surprise she untied my cock rope and freed it from it bondage. It is the great relief which comes with a lot of pain but still my balls are tiedand separated (when I tied them before taking the plane) and still had dildo in my ass.
Due to fear, the gag in my mouth, the hood, and the position I was hanging in I began to feel as if I was going to suffocate. I started breathing through my nose harder and faster. If that been allowed to go on I would have hyperventilated and blacked out. "Don't breathe so fast slave" She commanded. I ignored her command. I had to get air in my body. Her hand took hold of my testicles and squeezed them. Her hand was like a vice. I tried to jerk from her grip, but my bonds held me in place. My moans quickly became those of pain until I finally I gained control of my breathing, her grip never loosened. There was a terrible ache in my balls after she had released them. “A Woman can make a man do anything if she has the right grip on his balls slave. Don't forget that" Mistress definitely had a point.
This scene already turned her on. She determined the first priority in my captivity would be breaking down my resistance and will. The idea is to smash every thought in a slave's head until it was empty and ready to receive what she wished to put in it. She really looked forward this. It was going to take some stern discipline and great deal of physical abuse to soften me to the point where I would fear her totally so there was no question of her domination of me. Slaves must have only one mind-set that of their Owners desires.
It would be imperative for her to use her whip to get the maximum performance from me when she desired prolonged periods of cunnilingus and analingus pleasures. It would also be necessary for efficient toilet training. Her pussy was wet with excitement as she prepared for a long evening of torturing my body and mind. No part of my body would escape her abuse.
She started off by shooting rubber bands at my balls to tease me. Then she placed nipple clamps on my soft nipples. A loosely handing chain attached them to each other. The clamps were methodically tightened until I began lurching from the pain, then She gave them one more turn for good measure. Every so often she pulled on the chain, bringing tears to my eyes and causing me to wiggle which told her what was happening to me. She also hanged one pound weight to each nipple that increased the tension in my nipples very much.
My cock was erect. She whipped it along with my balls with her tiny whip made especially that purpose. It was try in a hurry.
For the following ten minutes there was nothing, but silence. I didn't know if Mistress was in the room or she was gone. Those few minutes seemed like an eternity. As I hung there I occasionally tried to lift myself in order to relieve the pressure on my wrists. They were hurting. I wonder if Mistress was going to leave me like this all night when the sudden bite of a riding crop got me in the flank. The pain almost sent me through the ceiling. It burned like nothing I could remember and I instinctively knew that a welt or blister had been left on my bottom. The gag proved most effective in stifling my screams.
"How do you feel, slave?" asked Mistress. The only answer I could give was a moan. "So you like it. Good. Get used to it. There is ninety-four more coming."
With that statement my moans grew more insistent as I helplessly struggled against my bonds. I was totally at her mercy and I didn't think she was going to show me any. Mistress began to rub the riding crop softly on different parts of my body. The feeling was almost sensuous. She removed my gag briefly and placed the crop against my lips. "Kiss it, then beg for the punishment you so richly deserve slave of mine” She demanded.
I kissed the instrument of my torment and then I begged. "Please Mistress punish me for my disobedience to you. Only strict discipline can mould me into the slave you desire." Saying that hurt me mentally. The idea of begging for the pain was quite humiliating. She replaced the gag back in my mouth. The riding crop struck the back of my thighs. ten times it thrashed me it sending me into a maddening frenzy as I lurched, wiggled and did every body movement I could to mitigate the pain. I tried to lift my legs to ward off the blows but the strap around my ankles kept them in place. The burning pain was unbelievable. My eyes filled with tears. "Eighty four more slave." my moans were now those pleading for her to stop, to show mercy on me.
Again beating stop and I heard some noises behind my back, I think Mistress was finding something to use on me. “See slave it is for yourballs”, she said. It was a shocking device, have many dials. Slave I can control the voltage of this machine from 0 V to 50000 V. So get ready for some electricity. I know you like it, so I am giving hat you want. She knows that I was afraid of electricity very much and now it can give me shock up to 50000V making me sick. It will definitely burn my balls and castrate me. She looks on my face and commented that I seem that you already start making pictures in mind what it will feel when I shock you.
“Don’t worry slave, you will soon going to enjoy that”. She said lets make it more interesting. She again when back for searching something and came with small rod and a metal plug. From my face Mistress said “oh my slave I think you know where these both things will be going”. Mistress untied the rope around my cockhead and then started to pull out the rubber rod from my cock. Mistress was pulling it with a good speed and it was burning my hole. I was moaning due to burning sensation. When it was out, Mistress starts inserting metal electrode in my cock. When it was in Mistress tied the rope around my cock head in order to prevent it from slipping out. But then I start struggling through bonds due to extreme burning in my bladder and pee-hole. Oh slave, I think you figure out that electrode was coated with Ben Gay cream, I think addition of it will make you happy. “Don’t thank me”, she said. After that Mistress removed the dildo from my ass and asked will I like my new plug will be greased or not. I nodded yes but I don’t know she will use icy hot gel as lubricant. When plug was in my ass was also set on fire from inside and I was struggling hard. That was creating lots of pressure on my shoulder.
Not pleased from my struggling, she ordered stay still or it will go worse. I know better to obey if I want that session to be over soon. My whole mind was filled with pain and my session was still started. After that I got a shock in my ass, balls and cock.it was of great strength and it makes me parlayed for few seconds. She told that shocks will come in randon interval of time, so better I enjoy them and not cum.
I would have done anything for her to stop the pain. "You will be a very obedient slave after this? You do want to be a better slave, don't you?" asked Mistress. I nodded my head up and down indicating I do. "I can see by your disgusting sweat that you're scared. You should be. If I decide I can be your worst nightmare. Now I will proceed with your training and you will learn to obey. "She continued.” You are stupid and scared, but you will learn to serve and obey me. Won't you slave?" This was followed by another shot on each ass cheek and shock on my cock, balls and ass and she continued speaking. The riding crop and electric shocks paralyzed me with its uncontrollable fury as it tore up my bottom. There would be blisters there for a week. I felt as if I was going to pass out. The attack on my bottom went on forever. "Fifty left, slave." I was given a few minutes to recover, during which I questioned my own sanity for allowing myself to be put in this position.
Before I could arrive at a sensible answer my back exploded into a gut-wrenching agony. Mistress criss-crossed my back with the last twenty lashes. When it was over I was left to hang for fifteen minutes or longer but still getting shocks. My wrists were numb from the lack of circulation. Finally I felt Mistress’s hands undoing the strap around my head and the gag was taken out of my mouth. She also removed the dildo and rod from my ass and cock, also untied my balls. It feels good to having my cock and balls freed again and ass also. It was good to be able to breathe again. The riding crop was once again placed on my lips. "Kiss it and thank me,” She demanded. I kissed it and thanked her for the ninety five lashes.
"Thank you Mistress. Thank you very much for taking the time to train me to be your proper slave. I know that I am unworthy of your attention and I am very appreciative that you will allow a worthless slave such as me to learn his place at your feet. I am sorry you had to waste your time with me. I will try to be a better slave and make you proud of me." I said.
She seems pleased with me at that moment as she held her gloved hand to my mouth saying “Use your tongue, slave. Smooth the leather up my arms." I worked and worked at making sure every crease was out of her glove before relaxing my head. "You didn't do a very good job slave. That will cost five more lashes. Here try the other arm. "Her plan included finding fault with everything I did and she did just that.
"You call this smoothed? I call it lazy. That will cost another ten." She said as she picked up a rubber cat of nine tail whip and without hesitation whipped me soundly. She made sure that the whip covered every inch of my flesh, flogging me cruelly from just above my knee to the top of my back. Mistress let herself go. When she finished, my back, ass and thighs were a mass of redness, welts and fire, just the way she wanted me. Leaving me hanging she squeezed my balls again and gave my cock a few jerks then returned to squeeze my balls. She wanted it up and her thrashings had an effect of reducing both my resistances to her and unfortunately my erection. That wouldn't' do for Mistress. She took pride in the knowledge that she could affect men in this manner and she intended to use her upper hand to the fullest. She was determined to have me grovel. To be humiliated and whipped, and for me too not only accept it but wants it.
She cupped my chin as she squeezed my balls. "Slave!" I heard her say, "You've got a lot to learn in the next few hours. Uppermost is the fact that you do not say anything or do anything unless I give you permission. Understand?"
"Yes Mistress” I said as she squeezed my balls harder. I cringed while she twisted and tormented them. "You will say nothing unless you're asked a direct question. Do you understand slave?"
"Yes Mistress." was my only reply. She stood back and started to ask something but she cut it off quickly, angrily jumping to her feet and slapping my face. "You know the rules slave. No talking unless I allow it. And I didn't." To remedy this she put the ball gag in my mouth again. Then she lit a candle and a cigarette. She continued to lecture me while she blew smoke in my face. 'Well I must say, I did a very good job on you now. “She laughed. " I like your body now, all red and covered with welts and it am hot.
You got such a cute little cock. Do you still think you can get it up what’s the matter? You can't talk because your mouth is full. Just as well. You did put your foot in it. As for the ball gag it is to teach you that use for your mouth has little or no value for anything other than pleasuring me. Oh eventually I'll take the rubber ball out and when I do it I want you to beg to lick my sweet pussy or drink my delicious golden wine. Or eat out my asshole. And maybe I'll take that rubber ball out so you can suck some cock. You will probably enjoy it once you've tried. I've got so many plans for you slave."
"It's not going to be that bad. You'll learn to adore me. You'll beg to worship me. You'll see. Once a male is put in his place- - once his spirit is broken- - he's hopelessly submissive and totally dependent on the superior female once he sees the 'light'. Men already know that a woman is brighter, stronger emotionally, lives longer and is ultimately better. Still they play their games like you tried, just because they listen to their egos before they listen to their brain." She continued to torture me by teasing me with the cigarette and pouring hot candle wax all over my cock. Then she rubbed the lit end of her cigarette on my pee-hole, which causes me to squirm violently.
She unties the strap around my legs and ordered me to stretch my legs as much as I can. I did what was told to. She said it was time for kicking your slave balls. So be ready and don’t close your legs no matter what happen and if closed them, you will be punished. Suddenly a kick hit my nuts and everything went black but them my whole body filled with pain and I closed my legs. She slapped me on my faced and said that I told you not to close your legs but you don’t followed my orders, now after kicking you will be punished, now open your slave legs and give me good target to kick you balls. I was in fear and in pain and I opened my legs and then two kicks came in row and I was screaming in pain but due to gag on muffle of sound came out and also from the force of kicks I was swinging in the air and causing great deal of pain to my hands. Again I closed my legs, she only said open and I opened them. I was again rewarded by kicks. When it was over my balls were in blackish – purple in colour and I was having great pain in my lower abdomen and they almost the size of a pear. Your slave balls looking good slave, I think 10 kicks a day will be good to keep them in good position. I immediately nodded yes without thinking. You closed your legs 4 times, so for each time you got 10 lashes, so it makes 40 lashes. She picked a cane and gave me a good trashing with it. Without any break she gave my each ass cheek 20 blow and each was like hundreds of needles were going in my ass check. It cut my ass cheeks from many places and blood was flowing down from it.
This made her pussy so hot and wet that she had to remove her panties. She placed them over my face, I inhaled her intoxicating aroma. Meanwhile she was getting hungry and wanted to take a break but first she wanted to get off with an organism. So she proceeded to remove her clothes. She turned on her electric vibrator and placed it against her aroused clit. With the other hand she struck a match and held it against my bruised balls. My body wiggled as the match burned my testicles. She dangled the match towards and away me repeatedly. When the match burnt down she lit another one and she put the flame of this one around the side of my pee-hole.
Meanwhile the vibrator shook and satisfied her erect clit and pulsating pussy. Her knees began to give a little. The flame nudged upon my pee-hole. The more I squirmed the hotter Mistress got. "Oh my god," She groaned, staring at the flickering light on my penis tip. She was getting a super feeling and finally she exploded in big powerful organism. Pussy juices were pouring out of her vaginal opening. It streaked down her legs. She turned off the vibrator and blew out the match. Afterwards, taking some rope, she wrapped it around my balls and over the base of my cock. She mocked me as she let out a loud evil laugh as she departed the dungeon.
She returned thirty minutes later and looked me over as she painfully pulled the clamps off my nipples. Then she pinched and massaged my body with her long fingernails and finally untied my ankles replacing them with shackles that had a four-inch chain between my ankles. She released my wrists from suspended bondage sending me down on my hands and knees.
She finally removed the gag. "You will kiss my boots and thank me properly for the abuse I gave to you, I tell you this once. You will sound extremely grateful or you will suffer more."
"Ohghhhh," I said.
Laughing She untied the gag. I kissed her boots and told her how grateful I was that She taken the time to discipline me with her torture. Mistress balanced her stiletto heeled boot on her toes, heel extended. "Suck it slave, just like it was a cock." My lips were wrapped around the heel. The feeling I put into it gave Mistress all she needed to know. Now whenever she wanted me excited, all she had to do was put my tongue to work while I knelt before her. "I like the way you do that, slave. I like having you on your knees after I've whipped and tortured you seeing you suck my high heel."
Sitting on a stool I was to crawl to her where she gently stroked my face." Was you’re Mistress too hard on your poor body, slave?"
I melted as she posed the question. "No Mistress." But it was hellish,
"But you will feel better if perhaps I should whip you some more?"
"Please Mistress. Do whatever you wish." I said.
"You know I'll be doing as I wish, slave. But I am not an inconsiderate Mistress. Would you like to drink some water?" Then she walked and returned with a dog bowl of water and ordered, "Drink, slave. Lap up like a dog you are. You will get used to this bowl. This is how slaves drink water. And eat as well." She said. Putting her foot on my back, by using the spiked end of her heel. She pushed my face into the doggie dish. "Lap it all up, slave. When I give you a present I expect you to enjoy it." By then it was well into the early hours and she decided to wind things down for the night. She put my mouth to work on her boots again. While I was licking and kissing, them. She playfully dragged her cat tail whip on my shoulders. The idea was to get my cock up, not to punish me. This was sensuous. "Oh the slave is all hot and bothered by his Mistress?" She said.
"Yes, Mistress, I am, Oh yes, Mistress I love your boots and feet. I said.
"Don't get too amorous with them yet slave. I've got more in mind for you." Then she leashed me again and guided me to her chair where she sat her beautiful body. Grabbing my cock she began to massages it as I was begging to lick her boots. Then she had me slip them off with my mouth, using my teeth on her heels. She had me lick the sweat off her feet and suck her toes individually. She guided me by the leash. She had me kissing her legs and thighs. Here I thought I had died and went to heaven. She was getting more aroused. Her hand began massaging my cock vigorously. I was on the verge of coming, begging for relief. But she painfully denied me as she brought ecstasy into agony by kicking me hard in the groin. I doubled over on the floor in pain. Then she kicked my side as she demanded that I orally satisfy her. She grabbed my leash and drew me down guiding my head to the area between her legs. I could smell the musk - woman odor of her. "You had better be damned good with that tongue of yours or you’re going to have another session with the riding crop,"
She could have saved her words. I was so hungry for her. All I could think of was eating her. Fuck her with my tongue. Mistress pushed my head down into her cunt as I attacked it eagerly with my tongue. I would stimulate her clitoris, then move my tongue down the canal of her vagina and thrust it in and out. It wasn't long before she rammed her cunt against my face, her legs wrapped tightly around my head. I felt her body shudder in orgasmic convulsions as she screamed. For a moment I didn't think she was going to let me up for air. But I continued to eat her until she had two more orgasms.
She then pushed my head away and I could feel her turning around, as I felt my head being pulled back down. My face made contact with the cheeks of her ass. "Tongue my asshole, slave, " commanded Mistress.
My cock was dripping pre-cum like it was water. I obeyed, pushing my tongue in just as far as I could fuck her hole with my tongue. She used her other hand to play with her clitoris. Before long, she reached another climax. I had to admit her ass didn't taste bad.
Afterwards, she kicked me off her onto the floor. I lay on my back. She sat down on her chair. "Do you want to cum slave?"
"Yes Mistress. Please Mistress." I almost shouted.
"Beg me!" She said.
"Please Mistress. I'll do anything for the privilege of coming in your honor." I pleaded.
"No!" She shouted as she kicked my side and spit in my face. "You are not yet worthy enough to cum in the honor of your Goddess. Plus I like you this way."
Slave let’s make you ready for night. It already late and I am tired. Mistress locked my wrists behind my back in front of me and then attaches them to a hoist to raise me just off the ground by my bound wrists. Mistress places a three-foot spreader bar between my legs. Mistress tells me it’s time for my first hot enema. She insert the tube deep in my ass and hang the enema bag. She said slave there was a surprise for you and can you guess what it was? I start thinking but don’t get what was the surprise.
I said “Mistress no your slave was unable to guess the surprise, please tell it to your slave”.“Well slave, you were unable to think about my surprise but I’ll tell you. The liquid that is flowing into your rectum is….” I cried out as she said this, my insides were burning like never before. “Tabasco sauce.” I screamed out louder as it felt like I was going to burst with heat flames. Soon it stopped and by then I was sweating like a pig. She took out the knob and quickly placed a butt plug up my ass. When bag become empty, she pulled it out from my ass, she plugged the knob in my ass and for the results. She then take out a kali teeth bracelet and showed to me. She said it will make me feel more comfortable. She placed it on my soft cock.
My cock starts to get hard and then I feel the pins poking into the head and begin moaning and loose my hardness almost immediately. Once she is satisfied that it is in me sufficiently, she hangs a five pound weight from my balls causing them to pull down between my legs and over my plugged asspussy. Mistress feeds a tube in my mouth thru the gag and tells me that first I am going to get my nourishment from her piss. I feel her piss slowly begin to flow down my throat and can smell the strongness of it. She informs me that she has been saving her morning urine all week for my visit. Once I have finished the bag of urine, she removes the tube from my mouth and tells me that I better keep it in during all night because to puke anything offered by Mistress is a complete sign of disrespect. Mistress then proceeds to tie the string from my balls to an eyebolt in the floor to prevent me from raising my ass again. Mistress leaves my balls bound to eyebolt in ground, but now adds another five pound weight so that I have ten pounds hanging from my balls. I arch my back and groan. Mistress pats my little cock and tells me that she will see me in the morning and that I better not piss during the night, holding her offerings inside of me. It is going to be a very long night as I have not taken a piss in over 12 hours now. Due to Tabasco sauce enema in my ass, causing my stomach to cramp and burning the insides of my ass badly. I hear Mistress close the door and I am left alone in my discomfort and the cold.
I did not sleep at all during the night and was so happy when I hear my Mistress enter the dungeon. I get a rush of excitement and start to get hard again, only to feel the pins poking again and causing me to loose my erection. It is so frustrating, I want to get hard, not to mention I want to cum as I have not been allowed to for two weeks now. I am starting to think it will be a long time before she will let me cum again. Mistress runs her fingers over my welted ass from the caning and I moan from her touch. Mistress tells me that she is pleased with how well my balls are stretching for her. She raises the hoist a little to stretch my balls a bit more for her and then places a locking 2” steel ball stretcher around the base of my balls. Mistress lowers me and tells me to squat and places a bucket under me. She releases the plug in my asspussy and tells me that I am allowed to expel my contents now. I immediately release the hot sauce in me. It is so humiliating and painful. Mistress also tells me that I am still not allowed to piss. It is very hard to not do that, but I continue as she instructed. Once empty, she unhooks my ankles and pulls each up to the thigh and binds my ankles to my thighs, then lowers me to my knees. My arms are numb and in pain and Mistress binds each wrists to each shoulder and then has me get on all 4’s, elbows and knees only. She has me crawl over to something and then tells me to move forward until another dildo is being pushed thru the hollow dildo in my throat and Mistress then straddles a funnel over it and begins her morning fresh piss flow into my mouth again. I have to swallow fast to keep up with her. When she is done, she instructs me to stay on the dildo while she inserts another tube in my asspussy and fills me completely with a gallon of cold water. It start burning my already burned ass from inside. Once I am filled, I am instructed to hold it in this time without a plug to help. It is so hard and Mistress pulls my chain to my collar and leads me out of the shed. I can feel grass under me and then she stops and tells me to hike my leg like a dog and piss. I was not about to disappoint her and was so ready to release all the piss inside of me, but also dying to release the enema. Once I finished pissing Mistress tells me I can squat and release my enema now. I was very happy to oblige her and did as instructed. It was so weird though as I was unable to clean myself off or wipe afterwards, however Mistress took care of that by leading me closer to the house and then proceeded to hose me down and clean all the remains off of me. She had me remain in place on all 4’s outside her back door with my leash attached to a porch rail until I was thoroughly dry and freezing from the cold air.
When Mistress decided enough time had passed, she came back out and led me into the house. It was nice and warm in the house and I was still naked and felt so much comfort crawling across the floor at her feet.
"Slave come with me.” said Mistress as she guided me on all fours, by a leash upstairs to her bedroom.
I wasn't ready for more punishment. I really had done nothing wrong to my knowledge.
"Raise your arms from your sides so they parallel to the floor, slave."
I obeyed my Mistress.
"I want you to keep them spread out like that while I take a bath," sneered Mistress. "Each time I catch you dropping your arms it will cost you five cuts across your ass with my wicked birch rod."
I wasn't exactly sure what a birch rod was and I think I would not enjoy finding out. Knowing Mistress, as I was beginning to, it had to be worse than the riding crop that punished me last night. mistresshooded and blinded me, I was unaware that Mistress had me kneel in front of her bathroom door. She would have a clear view of me from her sunken tub. If she took her time in taking a bath, she would definitely have reason to use that birch on me. It would be impossible to hold my arms up for more than fifteen minutes, if that long. Before the morning was over I knew that I would experience that wicked birch rod tearing up my flesh.
I surpassed my own original estimate of my ability to hold my arms out. Mistress told me later that I managed to keep my arms up for over twenty minutes. It amazed her. She didn't realize that my fear of her gave me extra strength. In the end however it made no difference. The pain and cramps in my arms grew, she just continued to leisurely soak in her tub, knowing that I couldn't keep them up forever.
Sweat was pouring down my face when the agony and exhaustion finally overtook me. My arms were like leaden pipes weighing a ton. I didn't want to lower them. I knew she that was somewhere watching and waiting for the moment. There comes a point however when a person no longer has control over his or her body. That point arrived for me. Relief flooded my body as my arms fell to my sides. It was only momentary though. "Five!" Her voice hit me with. "Get your arms back up or I'm going to double it." I couldn't even raise them all the way back up. They were too heavy. And the pain was seeking to dominate my mind. "Higher slave, OBEY!" I struggled to lift another inch. "Not good enough slave. OBEY or else," screamed Mistress. "Now you have earned ten more,” I couldn't. Did she understand that I was trying?
"I want you to keep those arms up while I'm getting dressed," She demanded, "or the count goes up to twenty-five. I don't think your poor ass could take that many." By some miracle I did it. I know I couldn't have lasted more than another few seconds when she suddenly gave me permission to lower my arms. This little exercise had taken a lot out of me.
At her command I assumed the position for punishment. Punishment meant I was to put my head to the floor and stick my ass in the air. She took her wicked birch rod out of her closet. Then she made me beg for her cruel punishment. "After each stroke, you will count out loud the number and you will thank me for it. Is that understood slave?" She commanded,
"Yes Mistress," I replied. I thought that the riding crop was bad, but this didn't compare to the birch rod. The birch was sharp and penetrating. On the first stroke, the cut was so intense. I cried out in pain, forgetting to count out loud. "When you are forgetful slave, “She said, “I shall simply start all over again.
She then placed next stroke right over the first one. The pain once again brought tears to my eyes. "One!" I cried out. "Thank you Mistress."
“That’s much better." She commented. The birch found me again. Its touch was unbearable. "Two.” I screamed at my Mistress. "Thank you Mistress."
"The birch leaves such beautiful lines across your ass." She said with pleasure in her voice. "I shall have to use it more often on you. It's definitely an attention-getter."
The next eight cuts tore through me like a hot poker and it had me whimpering like a child, the tears rolling down my eyes. "You still have something to do, "She said. When the whipping was over, Mistress placed the birch against my lips and I kissed it.
"Thank you Mistress for the love that you have just shown to me,” I said. "I shall attempt to improve my obedience to you and I sincerely hope you will continue to punish me when I failed to do as I should."
"Perhaps there is hope for you," She said. She placed her hands over to my lips and I kissed them as I would of hand of a Queen. "My boots are dirty slave. I want you to clean them with your tongue. Start at the toe and work your way to the top. I want them to shine when you are finished."
Mistress moved her legs a little apart as I bent down to serve her. I began slowly and methodically to lick every inch of the hard leather of her boots. When I finished with the one on her left foot and went to the one on her right foot. I tasted her leather in my mouth and savored the deep rich quality of it. Its odor filled my nostrils, making me hungry for my Mistress that much more. When she was satisfied with my work she commented, "Very good slave. Once a week you shall clean all my shoes and boots as you did this morning it will be one of your duties."
"Yes Mistress."
"Raise your head and I will remove your hood. It’s now time for you to shave your legs." I lifted my head and felt her fingers unlatching the back of the hood. She then unzipped it and drew it off my head. It was some minutes before my eyes adjusted to the lights. When I finally could see I remembered to keep my eyes on Mistress’s boots.
With my head to the floor paying homage to my beautiful dominatrix, I knew well she knew how to train a slave. It was pure torture not being able to look up at her after having not seen her for so many hours. "You may now look upon at your Mistress," Said Mistress. I trembled with excitement and expectation. I lifted my eyes slowly with slow deliberation, wanting to make the moment last a lifetime.
Mistress leads me thru the house and then guides me onto some type of kneeling stock and pushes me forward until I have a dildo deep in my mouth, but not quite in my throat yet and then she attaches my collar to the front of the frame preventing me from moving back away from it. Now my knees are spread and ankles released from thighs and then ankles and knees are all locked into place as well thus preventing me any real movement. She pulls my elbows up off the floor and binds them as much behind me as possible so that I have no balance as only balance is my mouth and knees now and I am being pushed even more onto the dildo in my mouth. Mistress tells me that it is time to start my true purpose for her and to begin my anal stretching. She begins stroking my cock causing it to get hard and the points to dig into my cock, but she continues her stroking and not letting me loose my erection without permission. She tells me that I am to stay hard for her no matter what for right now until told otherwise. It is so hard to do, it hurts so badly and I am moaning over the dildo in my mouth. Just as I think I am about to loose my erection, I feel Mistress probing my ass with something, which I find out is a cinnamon oil to lubricate me some as well as case an intense burning. Once she has lubed my little hole, she begins to penetrate me with a strap-on dildo that is 12” long and just over 2” wide. She tells me that it is just the start for me to help break me in. With the penetration last night and the enema this morning I am stretched a little bit, so the entrance was not too hard for her, but then she got the first 8” in me and it started to penetrate my bowels along with the burning oil and I start screaming again into the dildo. Mistress continues to push until she is completely inside of me without any time to adjust to it and is pushing me forward so that the dildo is now penetrating my throat as well. It is stretching my throat and hurts in both my holes. Once all the way in, Mistress pulls almost completely out and then shoves back inside of me completely again making me each time impale my throat and grunt from the pains surging thru me. She begins to run her nails over my welted ass and tells me to get busy pumping her cock inside of me. I try with everything inside of me to move back and forth and give her everything she wants as she begins stroking my cock again, which has remained hard in its painful state as she instructed. She tells me how pleased she is that I am following orders and will learn to always do so without question out of fear and respect for his Mistress. Once Mistress has fucked my asspussy for about 20 minutes, she tells me that she is going to have me continue my anal use while she watches. She pulls out of me and then I feel something different at my pussy hole. Mistress has slid a sandpaper condom over the dildo and inserts it once again until it is just at the entrance of my colon and then attaches it to the rear of the frame. She informs me that I am going to continue fucking my pussy for the next two hours and keep my cock hard for her and to help out she binds the base of my cock extremely tight keeping it hard for her. Mistress pulls a chair up and sits back and lays her feet on my back and anytime she feels that I have slowed down too much, she brings the cane down on my exposed ass. These cane strokes are not as severe as last night, but more to just get my attention and make me concentrate on fucking harder for her, however, when done over the previous marks from last night, it still hurts a lot. In addition, Mistress decided to add a 5 pound weight from my balls so that as I continue fucking the weight rocks my balls back and forth as well. My cock feels like it is about to explode from the tight binding of it and the spikes digging in my cock. My ass is burning now with each thrust of the dildo in me and my throat feels raw and sore as well, but I keep going since I really have no other choice. Mistress just sits there and enjoys her coffee while watching me. Once my two hours is up, Mistress says enough and pulls the plug out of my pussy and then unhooks my collar from the frame and pulls me off the frame and allows me to kneel at her feet. She removes the hollow dildo gag and replaces it with an o-ring gag to keep my mouth opened wide and then tells me to worship her feet like a proper slave and that I am not allowed to speak. She has bound my elbows behind me now and I have to remain with my ass in the air and my face on the ground at her feet. Mistress begins stroking my cock again and inserts something small in my pussy. I need to cum so bad and it hurts so much. Once she feels that I am close enough, she instructs me to kneel up on my knees and she attaches a couple clamps to my nipples and tells me not to move as she begins stroking more and then turns on a vibrator in my pussy, which is touching my prostate and I start to buck my hips and Mistress warns me to stop. She tells me to hold back until she gives me permission to cum, but she knows that she is pushing me and I won’t be able to stop. I concentrate very hard on not moving a muscle as she continues her manipulations and then cum just starts pouring out of my cock onto her boots. Her massaging my prostrate is just making it continue to run out of me. Then she says enough slave and turns off the vibrator in my pussy and squeezes my balls tightly until I stop. I am forced to my belly now and hogtied and left there to lick all the remains of my cum from her boots. She reminded me that she had not given me permission and I wanted to apologize to her, but was unable to with the gag in my mouth. She informed me that I would be punished later for not controlling myself. Between the release I just had and that I have had no sleep in over 24 hours now, I was practically falling asleep there lying at her feet. Mistress realized this and decided to move me so that I could not go to sleep. Mistress gets up and tugs the chain to my leash and leads me over to another structure. She has me stand and then bend over and she attaches my ankles spread about three feet apart again. My arms are pulled up behind my back and attached to a pole in front of me so I have to remain bent over. Then Mistress removes the balls stretcher and adds a rope again and pulls it up to something overhead making my cock stick out between the back of my legs and my balls up near my ass. My cock is still hard even after the forced cum from it due to the tight binding at the base. Mistress tells me that I will stay awake the rest of the day for her and that she will allow me some sleep tonight. I hear her sit behind me and then she lubes my ass with bengay and inserts a larger size butt plug than the dildos that have been being used on me and starts stretching my hole until she has it all the way in. Then Mistress starts doing something with my cock, I wasn’t sure what at first until I felt a burning feeling as something was being inserted up my urethra. I find out that it was a catheter that once she has it far enough inside, she begins filling my bladder with water and hot sauce. My insides were literally on fire. Once she has finished filling me she removed the tube and then inserted a plug in my piss hole that stretched and hurt as well. She told me that she hoped that would keep me awake. I have been screaming thru the o-ring gag as she was doing this and she decided to insert another dildo gag in my mouth to muffle my cries. Mistress now instructs me that it is time for my next caning and before I can even digest that, I feel the cane hit my bare exposed ass and I explode in pain from the inside out. Mistress had removed the spiked chastity on my cock so that she could do all those things and now continues to cane my ass and occasionally hit my cock and balls as well. I am far from the possibility of sleeping now. Mistress decided I needed to be taught a lesson and told me that the second 50 strokes were for cumming without permission, so I received 100 strokes of the cane. Some of the marks from last night had already broke open and started bleeding after only 10 strokes. I was a blubbering mess when she had finished and tears and drool dripping all over the floor. Just to make matters worse, when she was finished with the cane, she took some salt to rub into the open wounds on my ass and upper legs. She rubbed some bengay on my cock and balls and told me that she hoped I enjoyed my afternoon. I was squirming around trying to relieve the burning feelings, but then Mistress brought a glass of water over and sat it on my upturned ass and told me to be very still and not spill a drop unless I wanted further punishment. My body was aching and trembling and I had to remain still and not spill the glass and get further punishment as well as I also knew that I deserved the punishment she gave me for disobeying her even though I could not control myself. However, I believe in time I will learn to control myself no matter what.
After about six hours of remaining in that position, Mistress comes back to my side and tells me not to move as she slaps my ass and balls with her hand. I remain as still as I can and I am relieved when I feel Mistress take the glass off of my ass and knowing that I had not spilled it. Mistress tells me it is time to get me moving to work my sore joints. She releases my arms from behind me and binds my wrists to my shoulders again and has me get down on my elbows and knees. She then puts a 12” spreader between my ankles and knees and attaches a lead to my balls. She leads me into another room and has me back my pussy up on something sticking out from the wall. The butt plug I am wearing is made with a removable plug in it so that the pole can go directly in my pussy and she tells me to back up onto it further until my balls hit a lever, which causes the water to begin filling my pussy. When Mistress feels I have had enough, she pulls me forward by my leash and then places the plug back in the butt plug so that I will keep my enema in until she decides I am allowed release. I am so full and bloated and my belly is hanging down under me. Mistress attaches my 2” ball stretcher back to my balls and then she folds my cock in half and uses a metal device to keep it bent in half. The device is tightened until there is an extreme pressure causing my cock to throb and ache constantly. Mistress leads me out into the back yard again and leads me around by my leash, however, this time she is leading me far away from the house thru some woods. It is very cold and my stomach is hurting terribly. Mistress takes a whip to my ass every so often urging me to continue crawling. The ground is very rough on my knees and elbows and then Mistress tells me to get my belly on the ground and my elbows stretched out to my sides and tells me to squirm across the ground like a snake and do not use my knees or arms at all, but only my stomach and reminds me that I am a pet and better act like one. Of course I move much slower this way and the ground is scratching at my bent up and bound cock and balls when having to move across the rough ground this way, but I continue on as Mistress tells me. After or hour walk and crawl for me, Mistress tells me to get on my knees and squat and she pulls the plug out of my ass and tells me to remain squatting until finally she tells me that I am allowed to release my enema. It felt so good to release all that pressure inside of me and then Mistress gives a tug and leads me to follow her further until we are in the yard again. She hoses me down again to clean me off and leaves me kneeling out on porch again. I hear the door open and she comes for me and reaches and removes my blindfold and gag and takes the lead and brings me back into the house. It feels so good to be near her and allowed to see her feet as I am still bound on all 4’s. I immediately go to her feet and begin licking and kissing them to thank her. I am finally able to see her feet and her painted toenails. I keep quiet, as I know I am not allowed to speak until given permission.
Then she had me open a bottle of wine. I was to take it along with a glass She led me into her secret room, her dungeon. I was seeing it for the first time. I was instructed to pour her a glass of wine and set it down on table next to her chair. Then I was to kneel in the center and wait for her return.
This windowless room was a sexual never-never-land, a fantastic reflection in a kinky looking glass. My heart was racing; my eyes were wide opened. I had never seen anything like it before. Two walls were mirrored from the tiled floor to the black painted ceiling. An incredible array of whips, restraints, gags and harnesses hung from the peg strips that circled the room at waist height.
Pushed into the near corner was a heavily padded sawhorse. The room itself was dominated by a seven -foot wooden X-frame that was solid as an oak. Both the horse and the frame were dotted with steel eyebolts, some which sported dangling chains or cuffs. All of this equipment looked well used. None of it as I could tell was for show. In the opposite corner, facing it all like a queen's chair was a huge mahogany fan back rattan chair with red cushions. A black riding crop rested on the seat. It was a real dungeon. A real time dominant/submissive playground tucked into a back room of a perfectly ordinary home.
When she returned she immediately sat on her chair demanding that I crawl to her feet like a worm. She sipped her wine and motioned me to sit on my knees at her feet. She ordered my head back and mouth open wide as she took a big gulp of wine and spit it into my mouth. I swallowed it all.
"Enjoy your wine, slave. It's the first and last taste of alcohol you will ever drink in this house!"
"Thank you, Mistress, I muttered hesitantly, unsure of her motives,
'"Don't be shocked slave. I can be generous when I want to be." She laughed, “But I can be just the opposite. I will now outline the rest of your duties. In keeping with the causal nature of conversation, you may feel free to ask me questions without prerequisite foot homage. When you wish to speak in the future however you must properly beg for that privilege. Is that clear slave?"
"Yes, Mistress” I replied.
"All right then, we will proceed." She placed her left foot on my shoulder resting the back of her heel on it so she was comfortable. "First,” She began, "I think it’s fair to tell you that you will be expected to do all of the housework in this house.
"Yes," Mistress," I replied confidently. I winced as she twisted her heel cruelly into my sensitive skin. She replaced the heel on the top of my shoulder. "Good, because you will be expected to keep my house in tip-tip condition at all times. That's just one good reason to keep slaves. This means you will be sweeping all the floors, vacuuming all the rugs, washing the entire tile in the bathrooms and kitchen, washing windows, and caring for the natural wood walls and handrails leading upstairs. It is also your responsibility to wash dishes when meals are done, just to name a few things." She giggled and pressed the sole of her boot to my lips "I am an extremely meticulous person," She explained as she rubbed her dirt into my lips, grinding it in. I watched her boot on my mouth with an expression of fear and desire. It was obvious that I wanted to lick her boot but I didn't dare until my owner granted me permission.
She was aware of my desire and even the basic gist of my thoughts. She laughed as she toyed with me with sadistic purpose; she continued rubbing her sole on my lips then all over my profusely sweating face as she went on explaining my duties to me. "Spotless to me means almost antiseptic, slave. After the glasses are put through the dishwasher, for instance, they will be polished until they shine. Even a small spot that isn't positively glistening will be dealt with by me the moment I see it."
She smiled. "Go ahead and lick my boots, foot-face." She smirked. "Yes foot-face. I like that!" I licked the dirt and encrusted mud from her sole. "You will also be responsible for making my bed, polishing my tables and art objects. Anytime a Female friend of mine comes over as a guest, you will serve her too." She paused and crossed her legs, ignoring my cry as her foot banged against my jaw. "Now to the sequences of daily events. In the morning you will fix me my breakfast. Then you will serve as my human makeup table or a stool. You will also serve as my foot mat out of the house."
"Yes Mistress, I understand,"
She lit a cigarette and blew smoke in my face. "Since there is no ashtray, open your mouth wide so that I can use it for my ashtray." I thanked her each time she dumped an ash in my mouth. "Excellent. Keep your mouth open. I have some congestion that I must clear up. You of course, will receive it."
"Yes Mistress" I replied as I obeyed her command. Opening my mouth wide, I waited for her nasty discharge to fill it. Mistress smiled, savoring the suspense of the moment as she cleared her throat and stared into my eyes. Then bringing her face close to mine, almost touching it she spit a full wad into my mouth landing on my tongue on target. I swallowed her saliva immediately with no signs of disgust.
"I'm happy that you enjoy my spit and ashes, slave. Another excellent reason for owning slaves." She said with a smile. "This means I will not have to train you to do this in the future, you will always open up for me whenever I have to discharge anything from any of the many orifices of my body. You will be expected to clean my ears free of wax with your tongue. You will even eat snot from my nose when I am plugged up or when I have a cold. I like very personal services as you can see. I will also have you lick my armpits and the spaces between my toes after I have enjoyed a long afternoon of perspiration producing tennis. I like these services and I like owning slaves who have to do it or wish they were dead it they thought otherwise"
Catching a slight twitch of disgust on my face she went on the excitement building in her moment by moment. She had additional news she knew it would turn me off but she was waiting for a special moment to pull it on me. She wanted her foul news to come as a surprise but at the same time she wanted to reveal it causally in the course of our talk to demonstrate to me how perfectly normal the act she would be mentioning would be in our daily lives:
"While we're discussing food, you may as well know that you will do all the cooking during the week. In the morning you will fix my breakfast and during the course of the afternoon, you will fix my evening meal. Prepared menus will be set out for you daily: you will, of course, follow them down to the smallest detail. On weekends, when I have the time, I will do the cooking, as I am quite a gourmet and enjoy it." She paused and peered at me with a serious look on her face. "Oh, by the way," She continued, "you will not, I repeat, you will not pilfer any food while I'm gone. You may eat only in my presence!" She said.
"Do I get to eat what you eat, Mistress?" I asked. "Of course, slave, but only table scraps. Also fruits soaked in my golden nectar. I will feed you my chewed-up food off the soles of my shoes or simply drop them in your special dog -bowl." She giggled to herself. Now was the moment she had anticipated all morning. She knew what I was going to ask next and was ready for me.
"But Mistress,” I whined in a low voice, cringing as I dared to take issue with her, "Will I get enough to eat that way? I'll need my strength to do all my work, you know." I dodged my head to avoid the blow I thought was coming, but She didn't hit me. She did laugh however, and her laugh had a very chilling effect on me. "Oh, you'll get enough to eat all right, but not at dinner time. No, you'll get your big meal a couple of hours later. I have to digest it first, you know!" "You mean?" I asked, not having the nerve or the stomach to finish my sentence.
"Of course, foolish one. Didn't I tell you you'd be eating everything from all of my orifices?" She sneered.
"Yes, Mistress, but..."
"But nothing!" She screamed, whamming me across the mouth with the palm of her hand as hard as she could manage. She slapped me again, then again and again, with first with one hand then the other, leaving marks all over my face. "When I said you could speak freely with me, I didn't mean you could argue with me!"
She stood suddenly and slammed her knee into her my chin. To me, it looked like one fluid movement. One moment she was sitting on her chair and I was kneeling on the floor. The next, she was standing and I was stretched out the floor. My head was spinning like a top and I was wondering if she had broken every tooth in my mouth, I gazed up at her through tear-streaked eyes and tried to move out of her way without success as her foot came down onto my naked stomach. She stepped right on it then put all her weight on one tormenting foot. She mashed my soft stomach down with the sharp heel of her pump bruising my flesh deeply.
"Ohhhhh! I moaned. "Please, Mistress! That hurts so much!"
"Shut up moron!" She retorted. "Naturally, it hurts! What do you expect?'
She stood on me until she could no longer maintain her balance; she brought her other foot on my groin and stepped gingerly to the floor. "I can see you're going to be a little more difficult than I'd imaged." She kept her eyes glued on mine, as thoughts and plans ran through her fertile, always imaginative mind. Watching the fear and uncertainly on my face She decided it was time. She stops merely explaining things to me and laid down the law. "I think you need more discipline slave and to experience more pain to remind you who you are!" She kicked me to crawl to the middle of the room where she commanded me to get on all fours. She grabbed a riding a crop and proceeded to lash out at me with a couple of dozen good hard whacks on my hurting ass cheeks. Once my butt was bloody red, she asked if I had enough.
I begged, “Please Mistress no more." I was in tears.
"Well worm are you having fun?" She asked.
"Yes Mistress,” I answered her correctly or I would be in for more torture. Then she attaches a chain leash to my collar establishing the fact that she was my master and I was her pet, which she is free to do. She had me crawl around the room on all fours, sit up, beg and even bark like a dog. I also was to roll over and play dead.
Then she walked out for a minute and came back with a dog bowl full of puppy chow which she had me beg and for like a little puppy. She cracked her whip on my ass for hesitating to eat. I got the message and began chewing down on the animal food. When I was finished she wiped my face and secured my wrists with cuffs behind my back. Then I was to drink water from the other bowl. I was then to thank her. She commanded me to crawl.
"Maggot, come here and lick your Mistress' boots” I crawled over to her, spurred on by the steady beat of her riding crop crashing down against my thighs, ass and cock. "Yes Mistress, I will lick your boots like a good dog." I meekly uttered. Then she sat herself down on the chair, where I proceed to shine her leather boots again with my tongue, starting at the heel. I put as much boot in my mouth, and licked with long strokes. I must lick every inch of her long black beauties. If she had seen that I left even one spot dry I would be whipped unmercifully. Mistress was in no hurry.
However she wasn't pleased with my efforts. She kept me kneeling before her cjair, my legs spread wide and wrists cuffed and locked together behind my back. She kept touching me teasingly.
She toes my balls with the point of her boot, tapped my hard cock with the tip of her crop, scraped and plucked my nipples with her long nails. Once she had me suck her finger, which I did eagerly. I wanted to make her feel good before she tormented me again.
She led me to the X-frame.(St. Andrews cross) My cuffed wrists were unhooked from each other then fastened high on the wooden cross pieces from the wall. Mistress selected a second, larger pair of cuffs from the wall, and soon my legs were spread wide and my ankles locked to the foot of the frame. My back was to the frame completely helpless, completely exposed, with my cock rock hard, dripping from the tip. “I can see I'm going to have to do something about this," She said, seizing my cock by the root. You've obviously been thinking about fucking me. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
I told the truth, "Yes Mistress."
She slapped the head of my cock smartly with her free hand, making me gasp. Letting go my cock she walked to her collection of sexual toys and returned with a small harness that had several straps. "This will keep your greedy little cock of yours under control." A few moments later, my proud shaft was encased in a tight leather sheath that only exposed the head. One strap went around the base, where she had grabbed me. Another went around my scrotum, while the third separated my balls. It felt like as though my entire manhood were squeezed in a fist. My cock throbbed and reddened. I desperately wanted to come. But Mistress had other plans.
Her next toy was length of a rope with dozen spring clothespins clipped to it. She gave me one end of the rope to hold between my teeth and began to decorate my body with the wooden pins. She started with one on either side of each nipple, first pinching the skin with her fingers to give the clip a good bite. Then she placed a clothespin directly on my left nipple and I moaned from the pain. I dropped the rope I was holding for her. "I am going to add to your whipping for that," She said as she gave me back the end of the rope and resumed her project.
My other nipple was next; then undersides of my arms, the insides of my thighs and finally, my cock. First she tugged enough skin to attach one of the little biting monsters to each side of my already harnessed scrotum. I almost bit through the rope. Then she started on the engorged head of my cock, placing one, two, four, and then seven clothespins in a semicircle on the narrow, sensitive ridge. Taking the rope from me, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. "Look at yourself in the mirror." She said. I was a naked man in complete submission, my limbs spread eagle and restrained, my throbbing cock tormented. I felt as if I was tripping. The tension in my body was incredible. My blood was on fire. It was though she was torturing me in a hundred places at once and every one of them was making me crazy with desire. My eyes were closed and I slipped down in to the sea of sensation. Suddenly I jumped, writhing as an electric jolt coursed through me. My right nipple was suddenly burning. What was happening? I opened my eyes to find that Mistress had folded the length of the rope over twice and was using it to strike the clothespins from my body. Her aim was true and every time she knocked one free, thousands of nerve endings that had been temporarily overloaded suddenly came back to life, shouting protests.
The last to go were the seven pins on the head of my cock. By the time the last dropped to the floor, I was quivering and hanging limply from my cuffs. She teased me lightly flicking her fingers across my nipples then cruelly pinched them causing her pussy juices to flow as she watched me twinge and gasp in pain. Mistress stepped close and ran fingertips over my skin, making me jump. Then her hand closed around my sheathed cock and her thumb rubbed the wetness that was oozing from the tip all over the head. Upon seeing the fluid on my cock, she stared at me in mock horror; "Did I give you permission to get excited? I don't want you to cum. I'm supposed to be the one getting the pleasure. Now will have to punish you worm"
Mistress released me only long enough to turn me around with my face towards the frame giving her full access to my back and bottom. I watched in the mirror as she selected a short, many-stranded whips, then moved behind me. She started out with light strokes that barely warmed my skin. The leather kissed on my thighs and ass. The strokes came faster and harder until it felt my skin was glowing. Then she traded the short whip for a long stiff leather paddle. The first blow from it lifted me off my heels and made cry in surprise.
She gave me a little time to recover; applying the paddle vigorously across both cheeks and the backs of my thighs. The weight of the paddle and the strength of her arm carried the shock of each explosion through my whole body. I fought against my chains. But the incredible thing was that it didn't hurt. I was past that. It was a wake-up call for my senses, a charge to pure sexual energy. All I was feeling was wave after a wave of delicious intensity.
After time I couldn't sense anything. Mistress came up close behind me and caressed my hot ass and said in half-whisper, “Now the punishment I promised you." There was a long moment to wonder. Then I heard the crack of her bullwhip against the floor, which made me shake like a leaf. After a few minutes of her parading around my quivering body with me begging her for punishment she unleashed her first lash across my back that caused me to scream out loud. Then she instructed me to count each lash and thank her that I did for the next ten lashes.
Afterwards, she removed me from the cross. I was a quivering bloody mess crying like a big baby as I thanked her for my punishment. She ordered me to remove her boots off her feet, with my mouth. Then I was to put them away into a corner where she had a pair of black high-heeled sandals. I picked up the sandals with my teeth holding them by the heels as she ordered. I brought them to her. She inspected them. She smacked me in the face with them and kicked me to the floor because she wasn't pleased with the smudges on them. Lying on my back she began walking herself up my legs, stomach, chest and face. Trampling all over my body as she held onto the ceiling chain for support; putting her weight into my body smothering my face with her feet.
Then she put the heels on her feet and continued to trample on my body grinding the heels painfully into me. Then without warning she dug her stiletto heel into my balls causing me to scream violently from pain. She stepped on my face and even threatened to gorge my eyes out with her heels. She was having so much fun doing this to me, that she needed to be pleasured. So my Goddess sat herself down on her chair as I was summoned to kneel her before her. "I have a dripping-wet, aching pussy, ready to be serviced, slave. It’s time for the pleasure part of our session. Get with is slave."
She continued, "Now slave you must undertake a total body worship of your Goddess. You had better be thorough or you will suffer the consequences. We both know I'll find a way to make you suffer regardless of your action."
"Lick my feet and make sure you get every toe," She sneered at me. I unleashed my tongue, licking the back of her foot and the length of her shoes, before starting on her toes. She ordered me to lick every one. My tongue darted in between the cracks of her toes, as I eagerly moved from her big toe to each subsequent one. When she was satisfied that her feet had been serviced to her liking, she ordered me to move to her tits, as she exposed them. "Do want to taste your Mistress' luscious titties?" I anxiously answer her in the affirmative and got whack on my back with her whip for answering with enough enthusiasm. She accesses me to her tits and I was so excited that I smothered her nipples in my mouth, sucking them like a newborn baby drawing out mother's milk. For this I got more cracks with the whip. "After all, I 'm not the one who's supposed to be getting the pleasure." She said.
When She finally on the verge of an explosive cum. "My slave, do you want the honor of licking my delicious, highly treasured pussy?" She asked. Meanwhile I am begging for the chance to taste her precious juice. But she prolongs my pleasure as she pulls on my cock restraint, making me shudder in pain. "If you don't lick my pussy to my liking, I might snap your worthless puny excuse for a prick right off your body!" She warned me as her stare raised fear in my eyes. With great anticipation and fear as an incentive I began to lick her cunt.
She told me exactly what to do to please her. She made sure that I placed my tongue directly on her enlarged clit, making me suck on it until she was ready for me to remove my mouth. She had me suck on her clittie for almost an hour without letup. When I tired and appeared to slow her crop struck my cock so hard all I wanted to do was to keep my tongue and lips on her joy button. When her clit had enough she made me move my tongue all around her pussy end up back on her clit. When she couldn't take any more she ordered me to speed up the motion of my tongue. Within seconds she climaxed violently as if she were the one on the receiving end of the crop. As She climaxed She whipped me some more as red marks began to expand over more of my body.
When she was finished she kicked me off her and had me light her cigarette. She sat back and relaxed “I see you enjoyed yourself too but you are not supposed to have a good time until I say you can. Do you understand slave?" She explained to me as she used my mouth as an ashtray. After her smoke, she needed to pee. She commanded me to get on all fours, as she climbed on my back and rode me like a horse to the bathroom. There she tossed me into tub laying face down.
She handcuffed my wrists behind my back and placed a plug in the drain of the tub. She stripped herself naked and stood on both sides of the tub. Having saved up a full day's worth of golden pee she was ready to empty the contents of her insides. She began urinating on my back trying to cover me from head to toe with her piss. I was lying face down in about a half inch of her piss. After she peed she walked out of the bathroom letting out a sadistic laugh. I laid there in total humiliation swimming in her piss.
She returned fifteen minutes later and once again I heard her cruel laugher when she entered the bathroom. She was holding a red lit candle “lave its time that I brand you for the first time with a big S." She poured hot candle wax all over my back, making a big red letter "S ". She followed this by dumping ice cubes onto my back then walked out of the room again.
Once again she was gone fifteen minutes. When She did return, She immediately gave me another golden shower but in small amounts. To my surprise, she poured a teakettle of boiling water onto my back. I screamed from the excruciating pain. To save myself from drowning I was forced to suck up as much of the piss-diluted water as I could drink. Finally she removed the handcuffs from my wrists and had me rollover on my back. She continues to laugh cruelly as she poured more boiling water on me, particularly on my cock and balls. Then with the red candle she continued to pour hot wax on my chest putting her initials there. When She was finished, She walked out the room and turned off the light, slammed the door closed leaving me in darkness.
A half-hour later the lights come on again practically blinding me. Once again she has to pee again. Standing naked on both sides of the tub directly over my mouth Mistress unleashed a stream of pee flooding my body with a torrent of the golden liquid. My body was a receptacle for her pee. She stood there looking down on me spitting on my face a few times. Then she made me open up wide and filled my mouth from a cup full of ice cubes. Then she took the cup and dipped it into the tub of piss and poured the fluid down my throat. After I drank two cups of piss she instructed me to shower and clean up the tub in 30 minutes.
I just barely finished my tasks in the bathroom on time. I crawled into my Mistress' bedroom upstairs. She was sitting in her chair. I crawled to her like the worm I am now.
Mistress tells me it is getting late and so we must take rest. So slave you going to sleep on your slave cage. Mistress made me crawl into a metal cage in the room as well. She binds my ankles and knees to the side of the cage and then binds my arms up overhead to the top of the cage. Just to keep me from any other movement, she tied my balls again and attach them to the top of the cage as well. As her final touch, she binds my cock in a ball so i was unable to get hard or pee and bind it very tightly. She then gives me a pat on the ass and told me to enjoy my bondage till morning. In addition she attaches wires on my butt plug, cock and balls. After that she attaches them to a shocking device which gives the shock at random interval of time of random intensity. Ibegin moaning even louder in hopes that She was not serious. My moans and screams continue due to the cramps and pains that i was having. She told to me to be quiet or i will add to my torment. Itry for a little while but then makes my noises again. She gets upand thenpresses the control sending volts of electricity to my cock balls and ass. Iscream again and Mistress warns me that if i was not quiet i will get much worse. I slowly whispered “I love you Mistress and Good night". Finally she was able to get some sleep and wake up in the morning to hear me crying softly in my cage.Whole night I got shocks and stretched my cock and balls.
Mistress then told me that she was going to ask me a question and I was only to nod my head in answer. She asked if I had broken a rule during the night and I realized that she had heard me speak, so I nodded my head yes. Mistress then untied me from my painful bondage and believes me it really feeling good. After that I was instructed to open mouth and stick out my tongue. Once I did I felt something being placed on top and bottom of my tongue and soon realized that it was two bars that she tightened together, thus making me keep my mouth open and my tongue stretched out. She tightened until I was moaning and then she informed me that it wasn’t enough and she added a 5 pound weight to the tongue vice. If you have never had this done, trust me it is very uncomfortable to the point of painful constantly. Mistress informs me that it will stay on for at least four days as punishment for talking without permission and since I won’t be able to use my tongue over the next few days, she will have to work on other parts of me. Mistress then leads me around the house by my leash with the weight hanging from my tongue and pulling on it as I crawl. Mistress makes me kneel on a table and binds me to it,she hooks an enema up to me and fills my asspussy again for her. Once she fills me with a gallon of cold soapy water, she reminds me to not let any leak. My belly is all swollen and cramping almost instantly. I can only remain kneeling there and drooling and moaning. Mistress enjoys my torment and runs her fingers around my belly pushing on it occasionally. She informs me that she feels I need more training at accepting the cane and whip.
But first slave I have to clean and had to do my breakfast. I stumbled through my tasks and served her breakfast to her in bed. "You don't have time to be lolling about here. Draw me a bath; make sure that it's not too hot! Call me when it's ready". I went at it to obey her orders trying to time the bath to be ready as she finished her breakfast. I started the water running. When the tub was full I called her.
When she was ready she entered the bathroom. I immediately prostrated myself before her feet and kissed them. The tub was full and ready for her. I changed my mind slave. Drain the tub. I'll take a shower. She sat herself on the toilet with her leg spread and instructed me to put my head on the toilet seat between them. Within a few seconds her forceful stream sloshed against the insides of the toilet bowl. When she was finished she pointed to her pussy and said, "Now lick me clean slave,” I lapped her energetically as she used my tongue as toilet paper.
She looked at her feet deciding she wanted a pedicure. I suggested it be done after her bath. It resulted in a quick slap across my face. "Obey me slave. You do what I tell you to do.” She commanded me to resume my position at her feet while she relaxed. She instructed me to perform the pedicure. I went to the cabinet in the bathroom and found the things I would need to do the job properly. There was a box full of bottles of nail polish of different colors in varying shades for Mistress to select from. I took polish remover and lifted the old material from her nails. Next I shaped them with a file making sure she approved. She selected a color that I applied very carefully. She wanted a topcoat so I had to wait until the first coat dried. The feeling I had at her feet close to her incredible legs was a reward enough for anything she wanted to use me for. As I finished she had a bountiful bowel movement.
She took my chin and lifted it so I would have to look into her eyes. "You know slave," She laughed, "There is more to being a toilet slave than merely being on the receiving end of a golden shower." Then she stood up, turned around and put her ass in my face. She spread her ass cheeks. "Lick the shit from my asshole, worm. It’s all you're good for being my toilet paper. Lick it and lick it good!" She demanded. Without hesitation, my tongue darted out, landing squarely on the entrance of her anus. I moved my tongue with a back and forth motion, wiping the shit from her asshole. She demanded that I make sure that I get every last speck. Up-and-down, and all around, my tongue polished her asshole as I strained myself to go as deep as possible until She was satisfied. She put my devotion to test by standing over me and pushed my head into the toilet bowl, holding my face down into the soiled water with her foot on the back of my head! Her evil laughter was music to my drowning ears. I was to remain there as she took a fifteen-minute shower.
When she was finished, I was ordered to quickly hand her a towel and to clean up my face. She wanted me on my back lying on the floor with a bath mat over my body. She stepped out of the shower and stood on me as she finished drying herself. Then she walked out of the bathroom.
When she returned, she had a toothbrush in hand wearing only a robe. She ordered me to scrub her bathroom floor with it, along with her tub, sink, and mirrors while she got dressed. When she returned she was wearing a black leather bra and pair of skin-tight leathers slacks.
She came into the bathroom brushing her teeth and intentionally bumped into me causing her to spit toothpaste on the floor instead of in the sink. Since this could only be my fault, she demanded that I lick it up the mess off the floor. Then she continued to brush her teeth as she used my wide-open mouth, to spit into. There is nothing more humiliating than being used as a receptacle for human waste.
Afterwards she threw some of her toys in the sink which I had to clean immediately. She stood by with a whip in case I did not move as swiftly as she liked. After she inspected them and she ordered me to take them to her dungeon downstairs. Then she gave me additional chores in addition to cleaning her bedroom, making her bed and cleaning up her kitchen. My stomach still hurts badly due to enema and I don’t know when mistress will let me empty it. As time passes on my condition was going worse and worse.
Just as I was finishing my chores in the kitchen Mistress had me report to her in the living room. She wanted me to serve her a cup of tea. She was smoking a cigarette. I served her tea. She had me kneel before her. She blew smoke in my face. I was not used to the smoke causing me to cough. She used my mouth as an ashtray again and after she finished her smoke, she put the cigarette out on my palm. By now I was becoming immune to pain. I was fast becoming a zombie. She made me eat the butt off my hand. Afterwards she pulled my hair and head back and commanded me to open my mouth wide. She loved spitting into my mouth. She then a wad spit into it. Then she filled her mouth with tea and deposited it into my still open mouth, causing her to rollick with a sidesplitting laugh. "Slave has tea with his Mistress."
She told that now slave time for your training. Mistress leads me to the table. Mistress makes some adjustments to the table, which places a bar just under my stomach and a stock for my neck and wrists. The stock brings my head and chest almost to the table making sure that my ass is more than exposed for her and no way for me to move from my position. She even adds stocks for my ankles to keep me from moving my legs as well and my knees and elbows are tied to the table as well thus preventing me from moving anything but my toes. I hear someone else entering the room and hear Mistress sounds pleased. She tells the person to strip and then tells him to bend over and lick my cock. As he is licking my cock, I hear him grunting and then hear her say something about how tight his asspussy is and assume she is stuffing him as well. She has him stop licking me and then I feel her touching my cock and it begins to harden in her hand. She reminds me that this is not for me to enjoy and then she binds my cock with a couple adjustable steel bands with spikes on the inside. She continues tightening until I am practically screaming and can barely breathe. One is at the base of my cock and the other is just below the head. Mistress places the humbler back on my balls pulling them roughly behind my legs so that they are sticking out for her as well as her adding a strap to make the head of my cock stick back between my legs as well. Every part of my body is aching.
She gets the whip and thenshe was to give me a hundred strokes of the whip. I feel the first strike of the whip, which manages to hit every part of my ass as well as my balls and cock head and try my best to buck away from it. Of course, Mistress made sure that was not going to happen. After only twenty strokes, a small amount of liquid leaks from my pussy and Mistress is not pleased. She tells me that I better not let it happen again or I will be plugged for two days straight. I try my best to keep the enema in, but after a few more strokes I leak a little again and of course the Mistress was more than willing thatI made disobedience. She then went to get some ginger from the fridge and to shove it up my asspussy. I am crying and moaning from the assault and trying to keep the enema in while she does this. Once finished, she resumes her whipping. Once she has completed the hundred strokes, I feel relieved thinking it will be over. That is short lived as Mistress then told me that she doing to give me a hundred strikes of the cane and she will make it sure that it will hit your balls. I have been yelling so hard, that no sound is coming out anymore. Once the Mistress finishes, She goes to check on my ass and there is several deep cuts and it is bleeding, so she gets some saltwater to rub into the cuts. I can do nothing but remain in position trying to breathe. She then comes back to my head .I have to please her no matter what. Mistress releases my head and arms from the stocks and then has me kneel up on my knees and places a bucket under my ass and tells me to place my hands behind my neck and to release my enema and the ginger from my ass. Of course Mistress knows that if you squeeze ass with ginger inside it burns the ass muscles. So, this proves to be very difficult. I release most of the water, but the ginger is still inside me. I am made to keep straining until it is expelled from me. Finally I managed to get the ginger out and feel relieved and exhausted. Mistress does not allow me to have relief very long and has him help remove the rest of the bindings and then leads me again by my leash into another room.
I am made to stand in front of her with my legs widespread and Mistress informs me that I will be stretching my asspussy for her. She has some frame type thing around me that has weights on a bar that my wrists are attached to and the bar runs across the back of my neck and shoulders. The way this thing is made it goes up and down with weights like weight lifting, but attached to a frame so that it isn’t like you would drop the bar bell or anything, only use it to help balance me when I am squatting. Mistress has me squat some until I feel something poking at my sore asspussy. My pussy has had such a workout since I have been with her. My ankles are bound to the side of the frame keeping me in place as well. What is entering my asspussy is actually quite small, but I learn that it starts small and grows to about four-inch diameter closer to the base. It is shaped similar to a wine bottle. Mistress has me lower down on it until I feel I can’t go any further and then she tells me I have to get about six more inches inside of me. I struggle to lower onto it and I am moaning constantly. It feels like it is ripping my asspussy walls open, but I am not allowed to stop until I reach the base. Mistress tells me to start fucking up and down pushing down harder each time until I can get it all in. After I fuck it for a few minutes, I get within about an inch of it all inside of me and I can’t get any further, so Mistress starts adding some pressure to my shoulders until I take it all in. I am trying to buck and rise off of it, butshe keeps me in position. As if this isn’t bad enough, Mistress makes me stay in position by locking my balls to the base and then she strokes my cock and I feel her inserting something inside. She is putting the catheter in me again and I am shaking all over. It burns so much on top of the way my pussy feels now. Once in about 15 inches, she blows up the balloon inside and then proceeds to fill my bladder with liquid. It becomes very painful and I feel like I am going to burst. Once she finishes, she stops the flow and tells me to start pumping my ass and be sure to go all the way down each time and that there is a counter and I have to fuck myself 100 times complete from top to bottom, or she will double the liquid in my gut and make me start over. It took me over an hour to complete my fucking. Occasionally, she would distract me with a crop to my cock and balls as I continued pumping as well. Not to mention that my legs were shaking constantly due to the weights they had added to the bar that I had to continually press up on each time I raised off the toy in my asspussy. Mistress checked the counter and said that I had done 101, I had forgotten about the initial time I made it all the way down on the toy. Tears were streaming down my face now mixed with the saliva from drooling. Mistress adds another pint of liquid to my gut now and I can do nothing but constantly moan. She tells me that I have to now fuck the toy 200 times for her since I didn’t make the count last time and she added weights to the bar so that I have to press over 100 pounds as well each time. I work very hard to finish my fucking of the toy and since I have been using it so long, it isn’t quite as hard to get down on it each time, however, my asspussy is becoming quite raw and sore. Once I have completed my 200 fucking strokes this time, she comes over and inserts another tube into the plug and fills my ass with a gallon of fiery liquid and then plugs it again. She disconnects the dildo toy from the frame and then straps it where it will stay inside of me. I am still in my squatting position with the weight bar on my shoulders and
Mistress says it is time for me to get some workout. She attaches a rope from my cock and balls pulled back between my legs and then pass the rope from the pulley and on the other end of it Mistress attached 100 pounds of weight. She had merise up into a push-up position and tells me that i had to complete 500 push-ups which of course each time pulls on my balls as igo down. I grunt and arch my back each time when igo down. My legs are becoming so shaky trying to complete this exercise. Once i was finished, she unhooks the rope and releases me from my bindings. Of course the enema and the water in my gut are to remain as well as the enormous dildo in my ass. Mistress reminds me that I will hold it for the next two days for my leaking of enema earlier. A 12” chain is put between my ankles and then she places the arm-binder on me again keeping my arms useless. She then takes me for a two-hour walk. This time however she attaches the leash to my ball-stretcher instead. Because of the large object in my ass and the chain between ankles it is causing me to wobble bow-legged the whole time not to mention all the liquid inside me that makes me feel like I am about seven months pregnant and she leads me outside and for my walk thru the woods again. It is hard to keep up with her and I know she intentionally pulls faster tugging on my balls. I am so tired and exhausted when I realize she is leading me back to the yard. She reminds me that I was supposed to get sleep tonight, but due to my not following orders completely today, instead I will remain in the shed tonight and awake all night. She leads me to the hoist in the middle of the room and attaches my tongue vice to it. A spreader is put between my legs and I still have the arm-binder on my arms. I am made to stay in that position for the night as she leaves. I am left there for the next 40 hours. I feel like I am going to explode with everything inside of me. Everything hurts and I am tired and almost fall asleep a few times during the night to be woken quickly by the pulling on my tongue. I can’t believe that she can just leave me like this and not check on me or anything. I feel like she doesn’t care for me at all. Of course, I later find out that is not true, she has cameras that are monitoring me constantly.
After my 40 hours of solitude and despair and pain, I hear Mistress entering the shed. My heart jumps and I am so excited to see her. It confuses me that I want to see the person who has done nothing but torment me. I want to be close to her again and I have had a lot of alone time now to think and can only think of being a perfect slave for her and how I can keep from disappointing her again. I have tried to convince myself, that she has only been being so cruel to me to break me and push me. Mistress comes close to me and tears are running down my face and she comes close and licks the tears away. She unlatches my tongue and from the hoist and tells me to stay in place. She knows that I am exhausted and ready to collapse, but I gain all my strength and stay in position for her. She leads me back out into the yard and allows me to squat and removes the large dildo from my ass. She didn’t even tell me to hold the enema this time since she knew that it was not even possible after having asspussy stretched constantly to about 4-inches for the last 2 days. She did tell me to stay in squatted position though and I tried my best to not disappoint her again. Now she takes hold of the catheter still connected to my cock and releases the balloon inside and slowly begins pulling it out. It literally feels like she is ripping my insides out with it, but then again it is a relief to know that I will be allowed to piss when she says I can. Once she has it completely out, she is very pleased that I did not start pissing, but waited for permission. She tells me I can relieve myself and I begin to immediately. Mistress removes my arm-binder now as well as the chain between my ankles and has me crawl over to the hose area and hoses me off again. I am led back to the house and I go straight to where she has been making me stay on porch last few times to dry off. She watches me for a minute and then tugs on the lead to my balls again for me to follow her. I am very happy to follow her. I am surprised as she leads me to her personal bathroom with a nice large Jacuzzi tub in it. I remain kneeling there as she begins filling the tub. She removes all of my bindings. Now she places the blindfold on me again placing me in darkness and it feels so nice being in here with her and she has placed some relaxing bath oils in the tub and the smell makes me want to fall asleep since I am so tired. I assumed she was going to take a bath and leave me here, but she takes my hands and leads me to the tub and has me sit in it. I am very surprised when she climbs in the tub behind me and then leans me back to lie in her arms. She now reaches to the tongue vice and begins to unscrew it from my tongue. I am so relieved to be able to pull my tongue back in my mouth now and I can feel how swollen it is. She rubs my sore aching body to clean me and tells me I am allowed to speak for the moment. I feel so bad and guilty that I had bad thoughts about her while I was out in the shed and tell her “I am sorry Mistress that I have let you down and I feel that I deserve more punishment for bad thoughts I have been having, but Thank You Mistress for everything and I love you”. With that she turns my head to her and kisses me and tells me to relax for tonight and my training will continue tomorrow and then I fall asleep in her arms.
I wake up lying on the floor beside her bed in a hogtie position on my side. Mistress unties me and puts the blindfold back on and attaches my leash and has me follow her to the bathroom. I hear her taking a piss while I am kneeling there and then she has her pussy at my lips and she doesn’t even have to tell me, I begin licking her clean. She leads me to kitchen and has me make her some coffee and breakfast and once I have served her the breakfast I am to kneel on the floor beside her while she eats. I have not eaten in two days and I am starving, but Mistress informs me that I am not eating until later tonight. I spend the day cleaning her house with a 12” chain between my ankles and a short chain between my collar and wrists as well, which makes cleaning quite a bit more difficult, but at least I am allowed to move around as instructed to do the work. Mistress purposely does not use my asspussy today, because she has plans for tonight and wants my muscles to tighten up some from being stretched so long. Occasionally she has me bend over and she inserts her finger in me to check if it is getting tighter. Even her small fingers hurts at this point after all the abuse it has had. She has the other slave going around preparing dinner and stuff for tonight. She is having guests over to show me off tonight as well as torment me beyond my wildest dreams. She does continue to add weights to my stretched balls during the day making them stretch even more and she has added the kali teeth bracelet to my cock so that every time I start to get hard it reminds me to stop. With all the things she has been doing, there is a constant aching in my balls to cum again, but of course this is not allowed. Once she feels things are ready enough for our evening guests, she places the arm binder back on me to make my arms useless once again and has me come kneel beside her and worship her feet. I am so happy as I really enjoy this, of course the kali bracelet makes it not quite as enjoyable as I’d like. I tend to get hard when being allowed to worship Mistress and she knows this, so it is a constant punishment.
Mistress now pulls on my collar to pull me up to look at her and begins telling me that she has 10 guests coming tonight to torture me and that I had better do a good job for her and please her or I will be spending a lot of time in solitude and torment. She tells me that this is a test of her slave and if he truly wants to show her that he is worth being her personal slave toy to be allowed to spend a lot of time in the house with her. Not that I won’t still be put out in the shed or locked up somewhere occasionally, but that I will be permitted to be with her anytime she wants to play with me and use me. She asks me if I am going to be a good slave pet for her and I answer her “Yes Mistress, I want to prove myself to you so that I can be with you forever”. She tells me that it is time to start preparing me for my night and calls her other slave to come help prepare me. I am laid on my back on a tall table that is narrow. My arms are bound under the table and my legs are brought up and out to two poles and they are bound at the knees and ankles to the poles leaving me completely exposed at the entrance to her home. My head hangs off the end of the table and is strapped to keep my head held back. Now some type of cone is placed around the base of my cock and balls which I am not sure why. Mistress begins inserting something very cold into my urethra and it burns. It is some type of solution that makes my cock burn inside constantly. I am also blindfolded so I cannot see the guests when they arrive. She has removed the kali and binds the base of my cock to keep it nice and hard for her. She also fed me some liquid, which I find out had lots of Viagra in it to help keep me hard and excited. I hear the doorbell ring and her other slave answers it and Mistress starts showing the guests what she would like each of them to do as they arrive and then her slave takes over later telling the guests as they arrive. She shows them that first they are to push 3-4 ice cube in my asspussy and a couple in the cone shape so that my balls become surrounded by ice and are freezing and then they are to insert one of these metal rods that are about 4” long into my urethra. The rods are kept in an ice container to keep them chilled. Then each guests is to come around to my head and I am to asks them to please feed me. There is twenty syringe type cylinders there that are each filled with a oatmeal based slop to insert in my mouth and push the syringe until it is emptied inside of me. These syringes are large and each hold about 4 oz. of fluid. Each of the guests seem to enjoy pushing the syringe deep in my throat to push the fluid in and of course it makes me want to gag each time. Mistress informs me that I am not allowed to puke anything up or I will be punished in addition to what is already planned for the evening. By the time the last guests arrive, I am quite full in my belly and also my asspussy. As time goes on, they have to start using a small dildo there to help push the ice cubes in me and the ice melts from my body head basically making it like an enema to help clean me out for the evening. By the time the last guest arrives, I am moaning constantly and cramping and miserable. Once everyone has arrived, Mistress then has me released from the table and the ice removed from my cock and balls as well as the cone and my arm binder placed back on and then I am to crawl around the room and to kneel up and spread my knees and asks each of the guest to kick me in the cock and balls and then bend down and kiss each of the guests feet to thank them. I am not allowed to leak any of the ice from my ass while doing this. They keep count of each time I leak any of the liquid and ice. Of course almost every time they kick me, I seem to leak a little. By the time I have thanked each guests, I was told that I had leaked 8 times. We then go out into her private yard and I am strung up with my ankles spread wide and my head just off the ground. My arms are pulled back away from my body and then a rope is run from them to something overhead to keep my back arched and belly pushed forward. Mistress has a large dental spreader placed in my mouth keep my mouth spread to the point I feel like my jaws are about ready to snap. Mistress attaches the tongue vice again to my tongue stretching it and adding a rope from the tongue vice to a bucket below my head. A head strap is put on to allow them to add a rope from it to the pole behind me and make me keep my head pulled back with the bucket directly under my face. Mistress informs everyone that now some fun begins. Each of the guests are to take the whip provided to my exposed cock and balls once and then they are to punch me in the gut once. This will induce my vomiting into the bucket. I am still not allowed to release the ice enema during this or it will be doubled. I immediately start puking up the liquid oatmeal inside of me from the first punch to my gut and usually from each hit to my cock and balls as well. In my position, I can’t double over from the pain either, which is of course intentional. After about six of the guests, I begin only dry heaving as I have emptied everything they fed me earlier. As well as now my tongue is being stretched even more from the weight of the vomit in the bucket. In most cases if a slaves vomits, they have to lick it all up, but that was not Mistress intention at this time as she wanted me empty, however, one of the Mistress’s asked if her slave boy could clean up his vomit. Of course, that was fine with Mistress and the slave cleaned out the bucket that was removed from my tongue vice. I was then taken down and made to squat some as each guests took turns kicking me in the balls. A rope had been attached to my collar so I could not fall or double over then either. While they were doing this I was to release the ice enema from inside me. I was both relieved and exhausted to have all the stuff inside me emptied. Once completed, I was hosed down to clean me off and then led to crawl back into the house with the guest. It was now time for my asspussy reaming. Mistress put the kali back on my hard cock which was extremely painful and then had one of the slave boys lay on a slanted bench that was adjusted so that he could reach my cock and I was instructed to straddle the bench with his mouth on my cock and my wrists were attached to my ankles and then the slave raised his legs and my tongue was at his cock. The other guests then took turns fucking my ass with their strapons, while I had to remain in this position and the slave boys sucking on my cock was making my cock constantly have the spikes digging into it and had to lick them with my tongue in the vice, so I was unable to pull it inside my mouth. Most of the strapons were about 10-12” long and a couple inches wide. The first one to fuck my asspussy refused to use any lube, but forced the dildo inside of me slowly until she could begin fucking me. It felt like my inside were being shredded into pieces and most of the strapons reached my colon and were punching into it as well causing painful spasms and cramps as well. Also a humbler had been added to keep my balls stretched behind me so before each person fucked me, they would then take a whip and whip my ass and balls 20 times. As they fucked me, it also crushed my balls when they would completely penetrate me. The slave boy would also pinch and pull on my nipples and occasionally they would add clamps to my nipples for his to pull on too. The spikes had dug into my cock enough that some blood was beginning to run down my cock and the slave boy would lick it all and swallow trying to make me get even harder. Some of the time the strap on would rub my prostate making me want to cum and I knew that was definitely not allowed, so had to hold back. I knew I could not endure whatever punishment I would get if I did that. Now that all the guests have used my asspussy, Mistress comes up with a different strap on that is 3” wide and has little nub spikes all over it and it is 15” long. My asspussy has been used so much that the inside has lubricated some from all the rubbing of the walls and Mistress begins forcing this one inside of me and tells me I will be fucked until I can make the slave boy cum three times. I try rubbing my tongue over his cockhead even faster and I am screaming from the painful penetration, but Mistress does not stop until she has the strapon completely inside of me and then begins fucking me for 25 minutes until I make the slave boy cum three times. She pats my red hot and welted ass and tells me that I was a good slave pet.
I start thinking it is all over, but no such luck. Mistress then has me stand in the middle of the room and attaches my wrists to an overhead pulley and raises me to where I am no longer touching the ground. Now she has one of the slaves insert some ginger in my ass, which if you don’t know, causes intense pain when you contract your muscles on it. A strap is bound just below the head of my cock very tightly and then tied with rope up to my collar pulling my cock flat against my stomach and my balls protruding nicely for abuse. Two slave boys are placed kneeling between my legs facing my stretched ankles and then each ankle is attached to each boy collar keeping my legs stretched. The boys are placed with their asses touching each other and made to crawl apart some and then a double dildo is placed in each of their asses. The boys’ jobs are to fuck each other and keep my ankles spread. Mistress now informs me that it is time for my torment, and I am thinking in my head are you kidding me, this whole night has been nothing but torment. Each time the boys move apart to fuck each other, my legs are spread further apart making my groin and thighs burn from the intense stretching. Now each of the guest are getting a turn to strike me with the cane 10 times each on my front and 10 times each on my backside giving a total of 200 strikes of the cane, 100 on frontside and 100 on backside. They work in pairs so that I am getting hit from front and back at the same time. They are instructed they can hit anywhere below my underarms and not my chins, but other than that I am open game. The guest are sure to hit every part of my body they are allowed to hit and sure to each get at least one good strike to my exposed cock and balls. With each strike I tighten my ass causing the ginger to work its magic in my ass as well. By the time we are halfway thru, I am trying to beg Mistress to stop the torment, but with the tongue vice, I am unable to say any true words. Mistress knows I am struggling and crying with tears running down my face. She occasionally will stop the cane strokes and come up and stroke my hair and lick some of the tears from my face and asks me if I am ready to continue. I want to shake my head no, but I don’t want to displease her so I nod yes and the cane strikes continue. By the time they have finished, my entire body is covered in welts, cuts and bruises from the canes used. Mistress had the canes soaking in saltwater so they would stay flexible and burned when they cut into my skin. Mistress now has the slave boys stop fucking and just stay wide apart so that my legs are kept stretched. Some of the other slave bos are brought over and instructed to take a sponge from saltwater bucket and clean my body off from the blood and then instructed to put salve on all the open bleeding cuts that will help stop the bleeding. Of course this salve is burning like when trying to cauterize wounds. When they are finished, I am finally lowered and allowed to kneel again at Mistress feet. Mistress removes the tongue vice now and allows me to worship her feet once again. She informs all the guest that they were not allowed to touch my face during the caning, but that they will each get a final opportunity to use her slave and be allowed to slap and back hand the slave when he comes around and each of them will be thanked by him for using him and helping him learn to be submissive to his superiors. The arm binder is placed back on me and balls tied and attached to the end of the binder to keep them pulled back as well out of the way. My cock is still bound tight at the base keeping it nice and hard for each of the to be allowed to give my cock an additional hit with a cane that I will bring around with me. Mistress now has me kneel up and places the cane between my teeth and tells me to go thank all her guests. Her last warning is to not break my nose or anything, only hit my each of my cheeks. I crawl over to the first guest and the lady takes the cane from my teeth and I spread my knees and kneel before her as she slaps my face and then brings it back-to-back hand the other side of my face. My head is spinning and I look at her and tell her “Thank you Mistress for abusing me and helping teach me to be a better slave for my Mistress”. Once I finish my thank you to her, I arch my back bringing my cock forward and she brings the cane down hard on my hard cock. She then places the cane back between my teeth and I move to the next guest to thank them the same way. Once I finish thanking all her guests, I go kneel back in front of my Mistress and she removes my arm binder and inserts another one of those rods into my urethra and tells me that I am to jack off now for her guests. One of the Mistresses has one of her slave boys come over and lay between my spread knees so that he can lick my stretched balls as I do this. I start to touch my cock but it hurts so badly from all the caning and abuse, but I know that Mistress will not let me disobey her, so I begin stroking my hard cock for her and try to ignore the pain and enjoy the possibility of being allowed to cum. Of course in my mind I am thinking that I have no idea when she will let me cum again, so I have to make the best of the opportunity. Mistress instructs the slave boy to work his finger in my ass and remove the ginger while I am trying to jack off. Once the ginger is out of my ass and the slave boy continues fingering my asspussy, I start getting close to Cumming and asks Mistress permission to cum. She makes me wait for a few minutes and then tells me to let go of my cock and she says “Cum”. Out of nowhere and without touching my cock, I explode in an orgasm and squirt all over the floor in front of me. Of course I don’t get to enjoy the orgasm as much not being able to milk my cock and continue the stimulation, but still it is a huge relief for me. The slave boy moves from under me and I bend over and lick up all cum from the floor and then go kneel at Mistress Feet again. She pulls my leash and brings my head to lie in her lap while she strokes my hair and the guests all congratulate her on her new slave and they begin leaving. Her other slave gets the guest their coats and lets them out.
My entire body is burning in pain and I only hope that Mistress is happy with how I did for her guest. Once everyone has left, she ordered slave begins cleaning up the house. When I went to clean the entire house, She ordered stop slave “are you forgetting something?” I think for some moments but my mind was full of pain, so I was not able to think what I am forgetting. When I am not able to come with anything, I can see the anger on her face. She with anger said “you have to take your 5 kicks on yours balls twice a day”. Now forgetting it you earn 2 more kicks. Now slave get in position and be ready for your kicks. I got in position and I am thinking that today I am going to be castrate because my balls are the size of baseball. I don’t know whether I can take those kicks or not. When I am lost with my thoughts Mistress kicked my balls and pain erupts in my whole body. I let out blood curling scream, Arrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! And my face hit against the floor. Mistress is not happy with that and she scolded me. Slave you are not irritating me. First you forget about your kicks and not you behaving like a sissy. I now even doubt that you are man or not. This comment hit me more than any torture and abuse she applied on me but I take it. This comment breaks my heart. I take so much abuse and there not even an inch of my skin is free from marks. But she showed no mercy and I didn’t mind it. Tears start coming from my eyes not from pain but from the words. I resume my position and I not scream from the last six kicks and every time I fall I stand up and resume my position. After my small session, I kicked her feet for punishing me and showed my gratitude. Before going to bed she kicked on my side and left me with my tears, laughing evilly.
I am in great pain and every muscle of my body is in pain but I know better to obey. So I start cleaning the house and doing all the chores. I clean all rooms, kitchen, and bathroom with toothbrush, clean the floor, dust the house, wash the plates, washed the clothes and after that clean Mistress 20 pairs of shoes. This all work took 4 hours and I can see outside the window that soon sun going to rise.After finished I went to my cage and slept on the cold floor, with tears in my eyes.
I don’t know for how long I slept but when I wake and came out the dungeon, I can see the dark outside. I am confused and thinking is I slept whole day. There is dark in the room and I am worried that Mistress will really mad on me and now I will going to take punishment. But I know I have to take all whatever my beautiful Mistress gives to me. Then a voice come, it is not filled with anger or any emotion cutting the silence in the air. Did you slept well slave?
I am in fear and I don’t know what to say. I am ashamed on myself that no matter what Mistress did with me, I am the one who independently agrees to accept that life. I from the start know that Mistress made it clear that she will never have any emotions for me. She will not consider me a living being. She already warns me that if agrees to her slave I will be a toy for her which she can use, abuse and torture in any manner she wants without any emotions. So now there is no time for regret, it’s time for act.
In low voice, yes Mistress- I said.
Do you want more rest slave?
Nnnnoooo Mistress.
I am sorry Mistress that I slept for very long. Mistress I know that I have no permission to make any excuses and I will not going to make any. Mistress I will accept any punishment you will like to give to your worthless slave. Your slave will take any torture without question.
You know slave I will not require your permission to punish you or to give you pain. If I feel to do so I will surely do it, whether you like it or not.Came here slave. With fear my whole body is shivering and I am crawling on my fours. I followed mistress voice and came near to mistress feet. I feel mistress foot on my chin, she raised my head with her foot and command worship feet.
I start kissing mistress feet like my life depends on this. I start with Mistress right foot and then start kissing each toe finger. i then took each finger on my mouth and then suck it on it. I took time in sucking each finger. I lick inside the fingers of Mistress right foot, kissed them and make them wet with my saliva. After that I proceed further and start kissing and liking mistress whole foot. I took small part of Mistress gorgeous skin in my mouth by planting a gentle kiss, then suck it inside my mouth gently, taking care not to leave marks and give good foot job. After finishing right foot, mistress put her left foot in front of my mouth and I worship it same like the right foot. Due to this order my cock constantly trying to get hard but due to kali bracelet it not able to become hard. After finishing my job, she asked “did you enjoy slave?”
Yes MISTRESS, I replied.
Slave yesterday you make your Mistress proud, you really did a good job. I know I am little hard on you but don’t understand that I don’t care about you. slave listen carefully I am your owner, your Goddess and your everything, I am your all world and you are my slave, just a object for my pleasure, a toy to use and abused by me in any manner. In this whole process I will not give you a dam reason to disobey me or be disrespectful or not follow my orders.
Answer me, did you know that you will going to be used and abused by me?
Yes Mistress, your slave knows that..
Didn’t you know that your pain is my pleasure?
Yes Mistress, your slave knows that…
Then slave why you crying last night? I know that you were not crying due to pain, tell your Goddess what was that made you cry?
Mistress ummmm…. Mistress last night when you were kicking slave balls of your slave, you said that “I think you are not a man”. Mistress this comment made your slave cry. When I am telling this to Mistress tears start flowing from my eyes.
Mistress said slave I want you to be a limitless slave. Also want you to be strong physically and mentally. So all that abuse will make you a strong slave. I care about you because my property and I don’t want to damage me property soon and want to use for a long time. And if I ignore your pleases and request for mercy and pushing you hard, that means I know that you can handle it and cam able to do that. So never ever think I don’t care about you.
That makes my eyes more wet and I am very my obliged by the Mistress words and then I came to know how wrong I was. I came tom know she care about me. Now I love My Mistress more than before and our relationship become more strong and taken a new turn.
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