Weekend Transformation

written by Pet (Shadow13)

dedicated to my Mistress

       I drove into the parking lot of the hotel, pulled into a space located in a corner knowing it wouldn't be used for the rest of the weekend and shut the engine off. I sat in the driver's seat for a couple of minutes to finish off the last few drags of my cigarette knowing that for the next 36 to 48 hours mouth would be so busy, I probably wouldn't have much time, if any, to have another another one. After I put it out in the ashtray, I swallowed down the last of my bottle of Fiji water, popped a strong mint into my mouth and opened the door to get out.

       Popping the trunk open, I reached in and grabbed my small bag of toiletries and my travel suitcase and reached up to shut the lid. I double clicked the locks on my doors and set off for room 313. I walked through the outer double doors and worked my way over to the elevators and pushed the white button with the arrow pointing up. It took about 15 seconds for the doors to slide open and I stepped inside. I turned around and as the doors began to slide shut, I looked out into the lobby and caught the desk clerk on the phone out of the corner of my eye. He hadn't even looked up to see that someone had come through without coming to the desk first. I pushed the button marked '3' and the elevator lifted me up toward my weekend.

       I'd never done anything quite like this before so as excited as I was to have the experience I was about to have, I was also quite nervous thinking about what it would be like in real life to actually live out a fantasy like this. I was so caught up in my thoughts, I almost forgot to get off the elevator but I caught the doors just as they were closing on me again and stepped out into the hallway. I followed the signs on the wall that point to the left for rooms 301 to 321 and counted each door placard in my head as the numbers approached my destination.

       I must have stood in front of the door for 2 or 3 minutes easy, trying to take a few easy breaths and lower my heart rate in the hopes of not appearing nervous when the door swung open. Finally I got up the nerve to raise my hand which felt like a paperweight and rapped on the door 3 times. When the door opened I looked straight at my mistress, we smiled and she nodded for me to come in. We exchanged a few cordial words and greeting and gave one another a big hug.

       She asked if I wanted a beer and then we sat in the chairs around the table by the window for the next twenty minutes or so and just caught up and laughed about a bunch of things. It was not the beginning I had anticipated and it really helped me relax and feel comfortable and friendly.

       At a natural break in the conversation when she could sense that I was at ease, she stood up and very matter of fact switched demeanors and said with confidence, “It's time to begin our weekend! Stand up, remove your clothing except for your panties and hand them to me neatly folded!” For a second which seemed like forever, I looked at her with a bit of shock before I came to my senses and stood up from my chair. I began to undress myself, starting with my shoes and socks and then working the belt buckle open to get to the buttons on my pants. “Do not say another word unless I ask you a question or permit you to speak my Pet.” I looked up as she said this but did not give an emotion or try to say a word in response. Once my shirt and jewelry were off and my panties, which were pink women's thong panties as ordered to wear that day, I folded my clothes up in a neat pile and handed them over to her.

       “Do you have any other clothes beside panties in either of those bags?” she asked sternly.

       “Yes Mistress. I have a couple of shirts and a pair of sweats to relax in...”

       She didn't even let me finish my sentence before cutting me off. “Go get them out of your bags and hand them to me!”

       I went over and unzipped the suitcase which I'd rested on top of one of the fold-up suitcase tables when I'd walked in. I removed them and handed them to her with a little shake of nervousness in noticeable on my arms. While I was pulling the clothes out, she noticed that the toys she'd ordered me to bring were also in there. “Pull out a blindfold...the pink ones, and your leather cuffs as well and come here to me.”

       Once I was standing back in front of her with the items she demanded, she put down all of my clothes which were in her hands. She picked the blindfold up out of my hand and placed them around my head and over my eyes. The she took each cuff, one at a time and secured them around my wrist, fastening the buckles on the second to last sizing hole of each one. She walked around behind me, grabbed my arms on their sides to swing them around to my back and secured them together.

       “What else is in here?” she asked rhetorically with a curious tone as she walked over to the suitcase with the toys. I heard her rustling objects around and occasionally making approving mumbling noises. She found what she wanted and made her way back over to where I was left standing and I immediately felt her hands around my neck and then a snap from the top of my spine as she finished putting my collar on. I could tell by the weight of it, that she'd put the feminine black collar on me that read “Bad Kitty” in the front.

       Next, she ordered me to loosen my jaw and open my mouth wide as she shoved the rubber ball of a gag into my mouth and firmly against my teeth. She buckled it in back tight enough so that the ball was trapped inside my mouth with now chance of moving it around or spitting it out. My mind was racing at this point as I was now helpless to my Mistress' wishes and had no idea what she had in mind and there was no way I could argue whatever she had in mind if I didn't like it.

       I stood there thinking a million thoughts of what might be about to happen first as I heard her moving furniture around in front of me in the general area where the table and chairs were near the window. Right in the middle of a thought, I felt a grip around my right arm as I was lead forward and placed into the spot she intended for me. I couldn't tell for sure but it felt like I was standing awfully close to an object in front of me. I would soon find out! She spread my legs apart with her hands until they were a little wider than shoulder length. She rubbed her hand over my panties for a few seconds to make my cock feel tingly and start to grow closer to an erection. She pressed her fingers between the skin of my waist and the panties and pulled out and down just enough so that when she released them, the head of my cock was exposed. She thinned out the material that disappeared between my legs and manipulated my scrotum so that the panties parted my balls and let them hang out on either side.

       A few seconds later I heard her voice from the corner of the room. “When I come back you'd better be in exactly the same position you are in now so you'd better not move or else!” Then I heard a noise and quickly realized it was the curtains to the room opening up. Fear filled my chest and I felt a lump in the back of my throat as the realization came to me that she had me standing looking out the window and I was now viewable to the outside world! Since I didn't take time to notice on the way into the building which side of the hotel we were on and I hadn't looked out the window since I'd entered it, I had no idea if I was facing the courtyard or the street. The windows were too thick to let outside noise leak in either so it was a mystery to me. Right now, I might be being viewed by anyone who wanted to look up at our window. As these thoughts rambled around in my fearful mind, I heard the door to the room close from behind me and all of a sudden I was alone and exposed.

PART 2

        I must have been alone for 10 minutes in the reality of it but it felt like 30 or 40 in my predicament. I almost jumped out of my skin, and out of my position, when I heard a knock at the door. I just hoped it wasn't housekeeping although it didn't make sense that they would be coming now! Then I heard the beep of the door lock as Mistress slid the card through the security mechanism on the door outside and then she walked in and let it slowly shut behind her. “Good boy!” I hear her say as she noticed that I had not moved from my place in front of the window while she was gone.

       She grabbed something out of a bag across the room and then I felt her standing next to me a few seconds later. “Don't worry, I'll replace them.” At that, I felt something cold against my skin and then a snip followed by a second snip a couple of seconds later and the feeling of my panties dropping to the floor below me. “I'm gonna have another beer for a minute, don't move!” I was not naked with my cock in full view as I stood there still not knowing if anyone might be watching me right now. I heard the can pop to life as she flipped the tab and then the sound of the bed as she laid back against the headboard and flipped on the television to flip through the channels.

       There's no way of knowing how long it was because Mistress never fully settled on a show to watch but I must have been there in front of the window for another 20 or 30 minutes and she must have finished the beer she was drinking long before I heard her get up. Reading my mind, the first words out of her mouth when she came up to me were “Does my Pet need to pee?” I don't know how it had escaped my mind for so long but once I heard her move that was the first thought in my head. I nodded and grunted in approval. “Wait here and I'll be right back.”

       I heard the crumpling of plastic across the room in the bathroom and then she was back standing beside me. She grabbed my soft cock in her right hand and held what I now knew must be a plastic cup from the bathroom in her left just below the head. “I'll aim, you pee, I'll watch...and so will anyone else who may be looking up here right now.” I had to swallow hard at those words. “You may fill the cup and that's all; and if you spill a single drop over or spray my hands, your punishments will never end this weekend!” I was shy at first and couldn't get my body to start the first stream. Mistress shook and tugged at my penis. “C'mon, C'mon...we have things to do! You're wasting my precious time with you!”

       I put pressure on my bladder 3 or 4 more times and then the first stream finally escaped into the cup. The second stream caught and I was home free. My only thought now was 'how do I know when the cup is almost full so I don't go over?' It didn't matter cause just as the stream trailed off to the last few drops, I felt the head of my cock touched by the foamy head of what was in the cup and I had just made it. “Good boy” she said. “You don't get to have privacy this weekend unless I say so. Whenever you feel the need to relieve yourself this weekend you may tell me by humming 'Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head.' At that point I'll know you need to and I'll decide from there when you're allowed to.”

       After she'd emptied the cup, Mistress grabbed my arm and moved me over between the two beds in the room, near the nightstand. I only knew this because I bumped into the corner of one of the beds which gave me my bearings. She unlocked my hands and I let them fall to my sides. She sat back down on the bed in front of me with her face inches from my penis and looked me up and down and then pointed out “You have been drooling quite a bit from that gag! Look at you?! It's running all down your chin and onto your chest and stomach. You're a mess! Rub it into your skin with your hands so you can dry off!” She watched as I did as she commanded. As I obeyed, she playfully tugged, pulled and twisted at my cock and balls like a curious schoolgirl playing with a new science project. I grew to an erection in a very short time and that's when she stopped and laid back on the bed again.

       “I want to watch my Pet stroke himself for awhile.  Use whichever hand you're more comfortable with and don't stop but don't dare cum! I started to stroke myself and very soon afterward I started to hear the clicking of a camera. She was taking PICTURES!!! “I know what's going through your mind right now my dear Pet. Get used to the thought because I'm going to be taking lots of photos and videos this weekend from time to time to keep for always and remember this weekend.”

       By the time she was tired of watching me stroke I wanted to cum so badly but I knew there was no way she was going to allow that. “Take your blindfold off and kneel on the bed before me but don't stop stroking yourself Pet.” I removed the blindfold and let my eyes adjust for a few seconds before lifting my legs up onto the bed and positioning myself on my knees between her legs facing her. “Remove the gag from your mouth and with your free hand.” I obeyed and tossed the ball gag to the side of the bed.

       “I want you on all fours and I want you to bury your mouth in my pussy and make me happy but don't ever stop stroking yourself as well!” I moved myself back a few inches on my knees and leaned my body over until I was resting on my elbows. I set myself up so that I could put my weight on the arm that was stroking my cock, giving me the other hand free to better work Mistress' pussy as I pleasured her.

       I began by kissing her inner thighs with my mouth and tongue and kissing my way around the outside of her crotch. She still had a patch of hair above her clit and as I kissed over it, I sucked some of it into my mouth to clean it and pull her skin out a little. Her mound was incredibly sexy and I was happy to have the chance to be so close to it and learn it with my mouth. I backed away just a couple of inches and with my free hand, spread the cleavage of her ass cheeks apart just below her opening. I touched my tongue right in the center of her asshole which was peaking out at me and took one big, confident lick straight up the middle of her outer lips and ended at the tip of her clit.

       I heard her let out a breath and arch her back outward when I hit her button. I knew the anticipation of me heating her up by working all around it for a few minutes had worked when she did that. With constant pressure of my tongue on top of her clit, I moved it from side to side a few times and I could tell this drove her wild inside! I didn't stay there long though, wasn't the time yet.

       I eventually ran my tongue like a finger down the curvature of her labia on the left side all the way down and then back up to the most meaty part and then sucked it into my mouth. I took every bit of it into me that I could as it pulled away from her body and opened her so that I could smell the scent of her wetness as it escaped. At that moment, there was no finer smell in the world and I took a deep breath of it in to savor. I could almost taste it just from the smell. I repeated the same exercise on the other lip as I used a finger on my hand to rub the taught skin of her asshole gently, making her wonder if I was going to push it in or not...but I didn't.

       As I nibbled my way down the left side of her labia I started to move my finger over her asshole upward over the sensitive skin that connects the two so that it would meet my mouth right at the entrance of her vagina. Once there, I spread her open with two fingers on each side to expose her hole and sunk my tongue inside of her as far as it would possibly go. I ran it around inside of her and rolled it around to pick up every little bit of juicy cream that had been built up. I sucked on the hold and licked it until it was as clean as it'd probably ever been.

       As I licked my way up with my tongue buried between her lips, I replaced my tongue with a finger inside of her. At first I kept my fingers curled downward to manipulate her sphincter muscles from behind which drove her wild as my tongue finally reached her clitoris once again. I stayed in this pattern with my fingers for a minute or two as I lapped my tongue against her clit like a kitten licking milk out of a bowl in confident upward motion, then back down to the bottom and back up to the top again.

       Then, while my tongue began to move and lick her clit in different directions and motions with varied pressure, I let a second finger enter her and began to move it in and out slowly at first making sure they reached deep and hit every centimeter of her inner cavity. She began to squirm and moan more readily at this point and I knew it was having the desired effect. I began to swish my tongue around in large circles to rim around the inside of her lips from top to bottom and everywhere in between, occasionally licking over my fingers to pick up the juices building up over my fingers and taste her and always completing each rotation by touching her clit in some way.

       She was dying for me to go in for the kill at this point and I was getting close to giving it to her although I didn't want to give her any signs to that affect!

       I continued to vary my tonguing  techniques over her and constantly change the velocity, intensity and depth of my fingers working inside of her for another 2 or 3 minutes until I finally gave her what her body was basically begging for at this point.

       With no warning, I turned my hand upward so that my fingers would curl into that spot that feels so amazing behind the wall just behind her clit and began to rub her button full on. At the same time I centered my mouth over her clit and sucked the entire thing into my mouth and away from her pelvic bone and began to flick it fervently with my tongue from inside my mouth. I fucked her with my fingers hard and deep as I deep mouthed her clit like I was sucking on one of her nipples for milk and was relentless as she practically fell off the bed from her squirming.

       It didn't take long for her to reach orgasm once I started this process and before I knew it, my hands were incredibly wet and slimy and I could feel it leaking out of her and down between her cheeks as she convulsed the muscle of her inner walls and let out a cry or satisfaction, placing her hands on my head to push it hard into her crotch until the orgasm had subsided. I had no problem with that as I had no intention of leaving my home between her legs until I was ordered to!

       I kept her clit in my mouth but stopped the tongue lashing and let my fingers rest against the upper wall of her inner cavity as she went limp and threw her hands to her sides on the bed with a loud thud. After about 30 seconds of letting her rest without any further motion on my part, I  slowly released her clit from my mouth and began to lick around the clean up all the fluids she'd just expelled. I removed my fingers and licked them clean and then began to work on the entrance to her pussy and eventually down into the crevasse between her legs and over her asshole making sure she was thoroughly clean before I considered my job complete.

       Once I was sure she was entirely clean, I rested my head to one side against her left thigh like a puppy in her lap and and began to smoothly rub my hand against her inner thighs and over her mound in adoration to pamper her after the intensity of the recent moment. I petted the patch of hair just above her vagina and ran the strands through my fingers softly.

       And as if I could have forgotten, through all of this, I never stopped stroking my cock and almost came and wanted to ever so badly when she reached her climax, but I made sure I did not disobey her direct order. As I laid there stroking her skin at the end, I continued to massage my shaft and take my balls between my fingers but in the same gentle manner to which I was caressing her as if I'd just released an amazing orgasm myself, but never stopping.

       We stayed there wrapped into each other in that way for awhile and my mind drifted for a bit and wondered what else was in store this weekend. Then I realized that we were probably no more than a couple of hours into it and I basically still had almost a full 48 hours ahead of me. Would I make it?

PART 3

       “Are you hungry?” Mistress asked me as I sat next to her on the bed slowly milking a beer for fear of having to pee every 30 minutes. That sounds like a relaxing time but have no doubts about it, she wasn't going to let me rest this weekend and right now was no different. She wasn't making me do anything active as we sat there watching the movie for awhile, but I was in another predicament that was mentally challenging me at the moment.

       There I sat with my back against the headboard, naked as I knew I'd end up having to stay most or all of the weekend, a black anal dilator (the 3rd size up in a set of 5) stretching my ass open for activities to come I'm sure, a spreader bar attached just above my knees keeping me spread for viewing to the tune of about two feet wide with a Hitachi wand vibrator taped to the center of the bar with the ball end pressing up against my bare shaft with a healthy wrapping of tape to hold it in place on the spongy sweet spot just below the head of my cock. She had set it on high as the movie started and ordered me to continue to not cum and that she'd turn it off when the movie was over.

       So there I was drinking beers watching a movie with her but in my mind I was doing everything within my power to forget my horniness to keep the sensations going on between my legs from making me break her orders and cause what I can only assume would be a harsh punishment.

       “Maybe a little” was all I could think to say in response to her question as my mind was currently preoccupied.

       “I'm gonna order up some room service. I'll order something light for you too then.”

       I heard her as she spoke on the phone and ordered herself a nice meal and a small salad for me. I might of spoke up to ask for something a little more interesting except for the fact that I wasn't allowed to speak without permission. I decided that I was alright with the salad since I'm a light eater by nature.

       “It'll be up in about thirty minutes Pet; just in time for the movie to finish and hopefully enough time to get dressed.”

       A couple of minutes later she ordered me to finish off my beer so she could get me another one. She must have put two and two together as to what I was doing by drinking so slow. “Trust me, you're gonna want a buzz tonight!” That sent a shiver up my spine as I as always being kept clueless as to what lay ahead. She hand me another beer and gave me five minutes to get it all down and then handed me another and said that one better be done by the end of the movie.

       Time crawled like a snail for me but the movie finally ended. She didn't turn the wand off until the very last credit had finished rolling across the screen and the music had stopped. She pulled the tape off the end of the wand that was pushed into my shaft and released the spreader bars. She told me to stand up in front of the bed. As I stood there, she fumbled through the suitcase which was currently acting as my toy box until she found exactly what she wanted. It was a pair of pink lacy partially see through panties in a thong style. She ordered me to put them on.

       I pulled them up my legs and arranged them neatly over my body trying to cover as much of my package as possible. The covered pretty much everything except the very edges of my ball sack which sagged out the sides where the material got too thin to benefit a male body. I adjusted my ass cheeks to let the thong in the back sink in just enough to be comfortable and then put my arms back down to my sides and stood there motionless once again.

       Mistress grabbed her purse off the desk and dug her hand in, eventually pulling out her wallet. She opened it up and took out a wad of cash folded in half and flipped through until she found what she wanted. She put the rest back and returned the wallet to it's home inside the purse. She walked over and stopped directly in front of me and stretched out her arm with the money. “Take it Pet.”

       Right then I realized what was about to happen and I almost lost my balance as my knees went weak with fear. “I'm going to freshen up in the bathroom. When the food comes, I want you to let them in and have them put the cart over by the window. You may not talk to them, not one word! When they are finished, hand them the money as a tip and then walk them back to the door. Knock twice on the bathroom door when that is all done to let me know dinner is ready and then get down on your knees with your hands folded behind your head in front of the bathroom and wait for me in that position. Your cock had better be hard when I open the door but you'd better not dare touch it! Use your dirty mind to arouse yourself!”

       It took everything in my power not to beg out loud as I was on the inside to not make me do this. Mistress was gonna let someone see me naked except for a pair of women's panties on that barely covered me and I couldn't even explain. PLUS, not that they'd notice unless they really looked, but I still had that anal dilator shoved inside of me! Then another thought scared the fuck out of me...'what if the delivery person is a woman and they see me like this?'

       Once again Mistress must have been reading my mind because as she was walking into the bathroom and getting ready to close the door she added, “If it's a woman and she tries to ask why you're dressed in that manner, then and ONLY then are you allowed to speak but only to ask her if she'd prefer you were naked. If she says yes then remove those panties and show her what you've got; and I want you to display it well for her to see everything...don't try to hide a thing from her. If she's taken by it and smiles or laughs, tell her that she may touch it if she'd like.” And with that said, she shut the door behind her and I was left to stand there alone and await my embarrassing fate.

       I was praying that they'd forget that we'd ordered food but eventually that knock came at our door and I heard the muffled voice through the door say “ Room service.” I walked slowly to the door physically shaking from head to toe in nervousness. I had to know what I was gonna be dealing with so I peaked through the peephole to see who was standing out there. I hadn't had the clear frame of mind to listen to the voice to tell me if it was a man or woman. Of course as luck would have it, it was a woman.

       I opened the door but tried as much as possible to keep the lower half of my body behind the protection of the door. I motioned with my left hand for her to come in. she pushed the cart through the door and asked, “Where would you like it” as she walked by me, not yet noticing how her customer was dressed. Mistress knew they'd ask this question and knew I'd be able to keep hiding if I could talk which is why she forbade it. This forced me to let go of the door and walk in front of her to go and stand where I wanted the cart.

       As I passed the woman and the cart I heard a vocal sound of surprise and as I instinctively turned toward her to acknowledge the sound, I could see her jaw open wide and her eyes glued to panties I was wearing. She could neither speak nor move for the better part of 30 seconds as I stood there facing her in front of the window where I wanted the cart.

       As I stood there looking back at her I noticed that she wasn't really attractive but she wasn't ugly either. She was white, probably mid twenties at best. Probably working nights through college or something. She had brown eyes and brown hair with a medium build and decent body but carrying what was probably the typical 'freshmen 20' on her.

       Through my deep crimson shade of red I tried to smile and motioned my arms for her to bring the cart over. Finally she got herself together enough to push the cart forward toward me but her facial expression never altered and her eyes never left my panties.

       Once the cart was in it's resting place I held out the money for her to take. She took it slowly, still eyeing my crotch and instead of turning to walk away normally, backed herself up one slow step at a time. I was starting to think I was going to get out of this with what little clothing I had on intact when she finally tripped over her own tongue and asked in a broken flow, “Why....are you... wearing...uh...those?”

       My heart sank as I knew I now had to speak and make it worse. “Would you prefer me to be...” I couldn't say the last word. I just couldn't! I had to though, I had no choice. “...naked?”

       At first she held on to her look of shock and just let out a quick grunt of air as if there was no way I could have possibly just asked that. Then she giggled at the surrealism  of the situation and responded with, “Um...men don't normally wear lacy panties.” I didn't know how to respond to this as I couldn't say anything except what I was permitted to say. Quick thinking lead me to ask the same question to her again in hopes of a yes or no answer.

       “Would you prefer me to be naked?”

       “I...I...sure.” she said followed by a full on laugh of embarrassment at being asked a question like that.

       Almost without hesitation I slipped my fingers through the waist band on either side of my panties and bent over a little as I slid them down my legs to the floor and then stood back up straight again. I spread my legs to shoulder width and let her eye my nakedness for awhile. She stood there with a smile and took mental pictures without saying a word back to me. I tried not to think about what was happening and almost didn't notice the ear to ear grin on her face which meant I had to speak again.

       “Would you like to touch it?” I asked. “You're allowed.”

       “Uh, I would but...I shouldn't.” she said with hesitation as her mind was saying yes but her prudence was saying no.

       “It's really o.k...You may if you'd like.”

       She walked back toward me not 100% sure this was a good idea but her curiosity was slowly getting the better of her and when she finally reached my side of the room, couldn't keep herself from reaching out her hand and lightly touching the top of it.

       “Go ahead...really.” I said

       “It took her a few touches to get her confidence but then took my whole penis in her hand from underneath and started to roll her fingers around the circumference. I couldn't help myself as she moved her hand around. My natural bodily instincts took over and I began to grow in her hand. She started to pull away as soon as she noticed this but then reached back again and allowed herself to feel it as it grew from her touch into a full on erection.

       She continued to explore for a minute or two and took a couple feels at my balls before finally backing away and stating, “I'd better go.”

       I couldn't speak to answer her on this so I just nodded and smiled, still red in the face as I watched her back step her way to the door, fumble around for the doorknob and eventually disappear to the other side as it closed in front of her.

       I walked over to the door and looked through the peephole and waited until she walked away down the hall and then, per Mistress' orders, walked over to the bathroom door, knocked twice, got on my knees in front of it and locked my hands behind my head. At that moment I was actually a little thankful that the delivery girl had gotten me hard because it was easier to think dirty and keep my cock in it's already solid erection than if I'd had to start from scratch.

PART 4

       

       Dinner was interesting. Mistress allowed me to talk but the rule was, no topic of a sexual nature. The conversation was quite nice actually. In most ways you would of thought it was just two people having a nice dinner in the room; except for a couple of 'minor' details. While Mistress wore a soft white hotel robe to dine in, her pet was naked with a dilator plug in, the next size up from the one that had been in me before we ate. I also had that monster hard-on from when I was kneeling in front of the bathroom door. When she came out to eat, she rolled a cock ring all the way down my shaft, tightly, and it stayed on all through our meal. The other interesting thing that may not be considered normal is that my hands were cuffed behind my back and Mistress was feeding me bites of my salad and making me sip beer through a straw at her will. The bites came sparingly but she had me go through at least three beers. Every now and then she would raise her foot up between my legs and rub my cock just to tease me. She had been putting quite a few beers back herself.

       When we had been done eating for a few minutes and were just sitting there talking and relaxing, she all of a sudden ordered me to come over to her on my knees. I slid out of my chair and took my 4 or 5 steps over to her as she slid her chair back to angle it out so I could kneel in front of her legs.

       “Open your mouth Pet.”

       I opened my mouth as she picked up a plastic cup she'd brought to the table and placed the edge of it in my mouth. “Grab it in your teeth firmly.”

       I did as she asked but she could sense the curiosity in my eyes.

       “I have to go but I don't feel like getting up. I want you to hold it steady. I've had quite a few beers so for your sake you'd better hope I don't have enough in me to fill the cup or you're gonna get a taste!”

       This was something I'd never experienced before. At first I was getting ready to sing the 'safe word' so I wouldn't have to go through it not being sure how I felt about it. Then I thought to myself 'How bad could it be if that happened? People have had to drink it to survive before and everything I'd ever read on the subject said that it isn't technically bad for you and won't do any harm.' So I saved my out from this since I was only allowed two free passes this weekend, meaning I could only use the safe word twice and I'd better not waste one so early!

       “If I fill it up before finishing, you must empty some of it so I can finish. You can do this any way you wish but the bathroom is awfully far away on your knees and if you spilled a single drop, I'd punish you big time!”

       She leaned forward and positioned herself over the cup. I was just praying she hit the cup right off, otherwise I was gonna have a face full.

       The first stream escaped from between her lips like a trickle and dripped into the cup. A few seconds later the second stream shot out more forcefully and bounced right off my nose like a back board and then into the cup. I had to squeeze my eyes closed so they wouldn't get any inside of them and burn. When the third stream came out, it caught and she began to relieve herself steadily. She let out a moan of satisfaction as it began to leave her and fill the cup.

       With the cup half filled she was still going strong and I started to get nervous. Two thirds and not a sign of letting up. Then three quarters. Only about a half inch from the top and it was still in full gear. I knew this wasn't going to end the way I was hoping at this point. The liquid reached the very top of the rim and was putting quite a strain on my teeth when Mistress pinched herself off to keep from spilling onto the carpet. My upper lip was engulfed in her warm liquid.

       “Well, what's it gonna be pet? I'm not done. Would you like to walk that over to the bathroom to empty it? It's really full!”

       I couldn't nod my head cause I'd spill the contents of the cup and the weight of it was really hard to keep in my mouth already; I might drop it altogether if I did.

       “Blink once for 'yes' and twice for 'no'.” I blinked twice knowing there was no way I'd make it.

       “Well, I'm not gonna order you to do the alternative cause I wouldn't make you do that, but you know there's only one other way to empty that cup!”

       I was well aware of that fact but didn't feel I had the choice given my circumstances.

       “Either start crawling or get to it, I still have to finish and don't want to keep holding it!”

       It took me a second to get up the courage to start but I finally took my first sip through my upper lip, between my teeth and into my mouth. It was enough to lower it from the rim but not enough to let her finish. “That's not gonna be enough for me to finish Pet. You're gonna have to get rid of more than that!”

       I hesitantly and slowly swallowed that first mouthful. It wasn't that horrible but it was really salty and making me thirsty; And it DID come from a pussy that I adored. The only problem was that when I went to take in the next bit, my lip couldn't reach it and since hands were bound, I couldn't angle the cup at all. I thought about this for a second and then came up with a plan.

       I bent over and placed the cup on the floor so I could release my grip. I inched my body back and then put my lips back on the rim and was able to angle it off the floor. I figured I might as well get this over with quickly and not have to do this again so I just started gulping it down. One sip...swallow. Two sips...swallow. Three sips...swallow. I repeated a couple more times without break and then placed the cup flat on the floor again as mistress watched and noticed as I looked up at her was also snapping pictures of it. I turned red in embarrassment...or at least felt like I did. When I looked back down at the cup it was almost half empty again. I figure this had to be enough room for her to finish so I gripped it in my teeth once again and lifted it back up to where I was before.

       She didn't speak a word as she leaned back into the cup and unclenched so the stream could be released once again. It shot out on my face just like earlier and then found it's aim into the cup. She finally came to a dripping finish but not before it was once again engulfing my upper lip in its' warmth.

       “You still have to empty that cup so you may not want it that full for your journey or you may spill it” she said.

       This time I didn't even think about it. I sipped the top portion into my mouth again and bent down to place the cup back on the floor in one motion. I leaned the cup over and just took two sips this time. I lifted the cup up as securely as I could and started making my way to the bathroom on my knees. Mistress took pics of it all the way.

       When I reached the bathroom I turned and entered the doorway where my knees switched from a soft carpet to a cold hard ceramic floor. It wasn't comfortable. I finally reached the toiled and thank god the top lid was up! I centered the cup over the seat and carefully began to angle my head sideways to let the rest of the liquid empty out into the toilet. Cup empty, I brought it back, still on my knees and once again found myself kneeling before my Mistress' legs as she sat back in the chair slouched enough so that her pussy was at the very edge of the seat.

       “Good Pet!”

       She took the cup out of my mouth and place it on the table and then let her back fall against the back rest of the chair. She looked down at me with a smile and said, “Now lick me clean  and make me cum with your dirty mouth my dirty Pet!”

       ...and I did!

PART 5

       I rested my head against the her left thigh with my nose still buried into her lips and still resting on my knees before her as she caught her breath once again from the wrath of THOR, the hardest working tongue in sex. I was deep in thought as to the crazy things I'd had to experience in just a few short hours since driving over innocently in my car wondering what my weekend would have in store for me.

       I had kind of expected that I would be performing for her in many ways so the stroking and the oral performances were no shock to me. What got me was that so soon into our time together she had taken some VERY kinky 'virginities' from me that I could have never imagined in a million years. I had been made to  present myself naked to a complete stranger and let her touch my most private body part. I had stood on display in a window that I still had no idea what the view was out of it and it's possible that many people had seen me in all my glory. Then there was the icing on the cake, I'd been forced to choose of my own will to not only taste but to digest my owners 'processed beer' so to speak. Not that I really minded in the end as I adored my owner and this was her weekend; I looked at it as yet another kinky way to show my loyalty and love for her body and willingness to care for her and pamper her in any way within my power. Some might consider what I did sick or dirty but I thought of it as erotically endearing and an experience probably no other man had ever had with this woman.

       I couldn't tell how much time had passed in my thoughts while I was lost in them but when I came to, Mistress was having a post orgasm hit to relax herself and looking down at me with an adoring smile of satisfaction at the situation she had been gifted by having a weekend Pet like me. I could see the joy in her eyes in that moment and it made it all worth it so far.

       I also saw a gleam in her eye of mischief and that gave me an early warning that as we sat like this together there were a million thoughts racing through her mind that she was sifting through to figure out what she wanted to do with me next. I would like to say that my cock got hard from that look but it was constantly reminding me with a throbbing that it was already hard and not allowed to get soft because it was trapped in a cock ring that was currently trapping the blood in, forcing my veins to bulge down the shaft and the head to swell to a much larger and more defined shape than normal while also sporting a dark reddish-purple color. I was also being constantly reminded of the fact that my will was completely hers by the stretching of my ass with the large dilator stuffed inside of it.

PART 6

       “This next part of our weekend is going to be fun” she said as I was kneeling at the foot of the bed massaging silky lotion into her feet while she laid down letting her buzz kick in. “I thought of this a couple of weeks ago and thought it would be fun for me to have some mystery as well as you. Plus, this will leave some of your 'fate' in YOUR hands and not just mine. I printed out a bunch of different play activities that will stretch your sexual experience and placed each one in a sealed envelope. Then I shuffled them, divided them into sets of three and wrote the numbers 1, 2 and 3 on each set. Please go over to my suitcase and pull out the three envelopes with the number '1' on them and bring them over here my Pet.”

       I obeyed and pulled them from the pocket on the lid of her suitcase and brought them back to the bed and handed them to her. “No...place them next to each other on the end of the bed and stand in front of them” she said. I laid them out neatly the long way with the numbers facing me and then stood before them with my hands at my sides.

       “You will only have to choose one but take your time and think about the fact that which ever one you choose, you will be handing to me to open and read and you must then complete whatever it says in that envelope! The other two will go back into my suitcase to be kept for possibly next time.” She chuckled as she finished that last sentence.

       I was nervous on the inside and started to feel the sweat on my forehead as I carefully pondered the three white envelopes that each held a possible fate for my near future. I had no idea what kinds of things she'd thought up and I couldn't even begin to imagine what each one might contain.

       After much deliberation, I chose the third one on the far right. I picked it up and handed it to my Mistress. “Very good, now go place the other two over on the desk and bring me back another beer.”

       As I did as I was told I heard her begin to tear open the envelope and rustle the paper from within. I opened the beer and placed it on the nightstand next to her and watched nervously as she unfolded the paper and ordered me to stand back at the foot of the bed again.

       “Are you ready my Pet? This is what you have chosen to do for me now.” Mistress looked up at me for a couple of seconds and then back down at the paper and began to read it aloud. “This activity is titled 'Fire Balls'. The object of this game is to make Pet's balls feel like they are on fire.” She stopped for a few seconds and then stood up. “You know what? I think I'll read it to you as we go through the steps to leave some mystery for you. Are you ok with that?”

       “Yes Mistress.”

       “Great then! The steps are numbered...I'm so glad I wrote it out so well. In my buzzed state of mind right now, I probably would have forgotten something along the way. Now I'll be sure to get it right!”

       She walked over to my suitcase of toys and came back to me reading “Step 1: Cuff Pet's hands in front of his body, blindfold and gag his mouth.” I didn't fight. I placed my hands out in front and she met them with hers and quickly locked a pair of police style handcuffs on my wrists making sure they were tight enough that I'd never get them off but loose enough to not cut off my circulation. Then she went and picked out the black blindfold and ring gag and thirty seconds later my world was dark and my mouth was pried open. I heard her walk across the room again and then back and as she was telling me “This is to muffle you in case you try to scream too loud, but I am ordering you to take it like a man and not yell out or I'll make things worse for you,” she started stuffing a pair of panties through the ring gag and inside my mouth until it was stuffed full. I could tell by its' slippery nature that it was a satin or silk type fabric pair that wouldn't soak up my saliva as well as a cotton pair so I'd probably be drooling pretty quickly.

       “Step 2: Stand Pet in front of a bed leg and attach a spreader bar just above his knees separating his legs about two feet apart then attach leather cuffs to each of his ankles. Place him on his knees  and lock the two cuffs together with his body still upright.” She took a couple of minutes to complete that part of the step and once I was on my knees as written, she picked up the paper and continued. “Place a metal cock & ball ring around his genitals and then wrap a long piece of thin white rope around his balls multiple times until they are tightly kept and tie them off at the bottom of his scrotum with the two remaining ends hanging down.” She paused once again to catch up and took a few minutes to carefully bind my cock & balls to the specifications on the paper. She had to take off the cock ring that had already been on me for quite some time and the release felt SO good but was short lived as the other one was on within a minute. “Order Pet to kneel with his ass resting on his ankles and tie the to ends of the rope to the lock on his ankle cuffs with about 6 to 8 inches of loose rope between his balls and the lock. Ok my Pet, rest your ass on your ankles for me now!” I obeyed and she knelt down in front of me, reached her hands between my spread knees and tied the rope as directed on her paper.

       I was starting to envision what I looked like in this predicament as she stood back up and I can only assume was looking at me. All of a sudden I heard clicking as she shot off some photos on her camera from different places. I wondered if she'd show them to me later or only keep them for herself.

       Soon the clicking stopped and the next thing I heard was, “Step 3: Position the video camera to get a good view of pet from behind and start recording everything from this point on.” I felt a lump in my throat as she read this as I could fear this being used as future blackmail material if she wanted.

       I could hear her fudging with the cam stand as she tried to find the best angle and then heard the beep to verify that recording was now in progress.

       “Let's see what's next shall we?” She picked the paper up off the desk nearby and folded it open again to read on.

       “Step 4. Alright, here's how we're gonna do this from now on. If I read a phrase that says to order you to do something, just take that as me giving the order and do it so I don't have to repeat myself. Understood my Pet?”

       “mmmmhhmmmm!” I grunted as I nodded my head up and down in agreement.

       “Very good. Step 4: Order pet to lean forward and bow at your feet resting on his elbow with his arms stretched over his head in front of him.”

       I knew what was about to happen...on many levels! First of all, I knew that this would pull the rope tied to my balls taught and pull them away from my body. I just didn't know how far and that scared me! Secondly, I knew this would expose my balls away from my body for easy access to anything and there was nothing I would be able to do about it. I wouldn't be able to move, adjust, protect them...nothing!THAT scared me even more!

       “C'mon Pet! I gave you an order! Obey it or be punished!”

       I thought about using the safe word for this just to get out of it as the thoughts running through my head made me really uncomfortable, but just as earlier, I knew that if I used them up too soon I might REALLY be in trouble for the rest of the weekend. I decided to go through with it and started to move my upper body forward, aiming my arms toward the floor and felt the rope tighten and start to pull my balls well before I had hoped they would!

       By the time my arms reached the floor and I was about 2/3 of the way into my expected position, my balls were pulled well away from my body and I could start to feel stretching like I'd never felt before...like they were gonna be pulled right off of my body or pop. I could only imagine what it looked like already.

       I had to inch myself forward from there, one elbow at a time, and give my body time to adjust to each and every move as my scrotum trapped my balls and started to squeeze them together like you couldn't imagine. I kept waiting for one of them to pop out and wondered if I'd be able to get into the required position.

       “Hurry up my dirty Pet, I haven't got all day! There's lots to do!”

       It took me a good two minutes or so before I heard her say “Very Good” as my fingers felt the toes of her feet and my forehead rested itself on the carpet. I felt like gumby figuring my nuts had to be at least 4 inches extended from the rest of my body. I could also feel the effects of this pulling on my ass as my hole felt the wide open air, making me realize that it was now also open to anything Mistress wanted.

       Mistress left her place in front of my hands and soon returned and began to fidget with the cuffs on my hand. I realized she had tied a rope to the chain connecting them as she took that rope and tied it to something (I assume the desk) in front of me so that I could not pull back. In fact, it forced me to move even further forward a bit as it shot a burning feeling on my scrotum as it pulled even a little tighter. I wondered if that had been written on the paper or if she'd just thought of that now as she didn't read anything allowed about it. I knew I was in some trouble now!

       I felt like I had been in that position forever as she walked around and admired my predicament before she went back over and picked up the paper on the desk and began to read it again.

       “Step 5: Take two dice, roll them and multiply them together and then multiply that number by two. Spank Pet's balls with a riding crop by that number, increasing the intensity of the hits every few strokes. Oooo...Yummy!!!”

       I knew this was going to be pain like I'd never felt before. Women don't realize the feeling of having your nuts hit and I couldn't imagine how I was going to get through this! I could feel the muscles in my body begin to shake and quiver and Mistress noticed this and chuckled as she walked back in front of me with the crop and dice she'd just pulled out of her bag.

       “Don't blame your Mistress for this Pet! You chose this envelope, not me!”

       With that I heard the sound of the dice as they bounced off the table and began to roll around. I squeezed my eyelids at the sound and wished for really low numbers as I waited for them to come to a stop and hear her say the results.

       “Mmmmmmmmm” I heard her mumble when they finally stopped. “Don't think that I'm gonna tell you the results...hahaha! I'll count allowed but you won't know when I'm going to stop. I think it will be more fun that way, don't you?”

       I grunted in response and it was a definite 'NO' but there was no way of her knowing that of course. She took a big sip of her beer and then walked behind me and got into position for the torture she was about to inflict on me. I felt the leather strap at the end of the crop touch and glide over my sack as she made sure she was standing in the right position to make direct hits. Then, without warning, it disappeared for a split second and then I heard the first hit before I felt it.

       Whack!

       The pole of the crop hit across my balls as her aim was a little off on the first one. “One!” she said, and about two seconds later it hit me. I felt a sharp pain shoot from my extended nuts right up into my stomach and I grunted as my face and stomach muscles clenched to help handle the pain.

       While I was still recovering the second one hit with a direct shot this time.

       Whack!

       “Two!”

       The pain hit much faster this time and my body instinctively tried to move to protect myself but there was nowhere for me to go and that just pulled harder on my outstretched scrotum.

       Whack! Whack!

       “Three! Four!” she said out loud as she landed two good blows back to back with about a second or two in between them. Along with the shooting pain in my groin and stomach, I now also started to feel a stinging sensation right at the point of impact. She had definitely hit harder on those last two hits and I started to sweat on my forehead as my face muscles were tense and my ass cheeks began to visibly quiver in both pain and nervousness. It was all I could do to stay with myself mentally when another one came.

       Whack!

       “Five!”

       I thought I could see a cloudy outline and stars around my eyes as I held them shut. I definitely started seeing red spots dancing within my eyelids as the pain and heat intensified.

       Whack!

       “Six!”

       (four or five seconds of pause)

       Whack!

       “Seven!”

       I cried out a muffled yell that was broken up as I was on the edge of crying. I couldn't tell if I had tears in my eyes. If I did, the blindfold was soaking them up. Mistress spoke. “Don't yell like that again or I'll punish you and make the remaining hits even worse!”

       I didn't know what I was going to do! I couldn't help it!

       WHACK!

       “Eight!”

       It hit much harder that time and it felt like my balls were three times their normal size with the throbbing that was now kicking in. My body jolted on that hit and I felt the rope around my nuts pull them even tighter together. They were so squished now that I could feel pain just from their desire to be set free.

       WHACK!

       “Nine!”

       How many more were there?!?!? My body shook as I was involuntarily mimicking crying with my body. I had to have tears coming out by now but I still couldn't tell because the sweat on my face was beading up as well now and I couldn't distinguish between the two as a result. I was beginning to wonder if I would pass out if we kept going and was seriously ready to hum the safe word but then talked myself out of it when I thought what a waste it would be if I did that and there was only one more hit left. Just as I was thinking these things...

       WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

       “Eleven! Twelve! Thirteen!”

       Three in a row? I screamed through the panties. I couldn't help it! I didn't even care at this point. It was all I could do to just get through this as all I wanted to do was double over in pain as would be the natural reaction to being hit in a man's most vulnerable place!

       “I told you not to do that! Now I have to punish you!”

       WHACK!!!

       “FOURTEEN!”

       WHACK!!!!!

       “FIFTEEN!”

       WHACK!!!!!!!!!!!!

       “SIXTEEN!”

       I screamed again. My body pulled away, squirmed, shook like crazy. I began to cry for real. I almost passed out as the clouds closed in over my eyelids!

       Mistress only paused for maybe a half minute as she let me wallow in my position, body sweating, muscles spasming, stomach filled with rocks and my ball sack on fire as I heard her finishing off her beer and opening yet another one.

       “I'd like to say we can move onto the next step my Pet, but you directly disobeyed me and I just can't let that go without punishment! While I was standing here smacking your balls, I couldn't help but notice how open and exposed your asshole is in this position. I've decided to multiply the sixteen strokes to your balls by three and take advantage of this easy access and crop your ass 'til you forget about the pain in your groin...so 48 strokes of the crop directly on your asshole will hopefully teach you to listen and obey my orders! And don't disobey me again or I'll be punishing you all night and neither of us want that do we?”

       I couldn't even make a noise, I just shook my head no in compliance.

       “Ok then, let's get this done then.”

       For anyone who's never had a crop or belt hit the tender skin of their asshole, it's not as bad as being strapped over the balls, but it stings like a mother fucker and after 48 direct hits it was so tingly and sensitive that it felt almost like it was swollen shut and ruined! It only took about five minutes for Mistress to get through it from my best guess. When she finished with the last one, she put the crop down on the bed and knelt down beside my ass and rubbed it with her hands for a minute and then planted a kiss right over the burning lips of my ass which oddly comforted me and aroused me even with the painful state my balls were still in.

       I must have zoned out for a minute when Mistress kissed my ass cause I didn't even notice when she stopped and I came back to the moment when I hear the sound of her voice.

       “Step 6:” she said and then paused to make sure she had my attention. “Mistress may want a break for a few minutes. Take a tapered candle and tie a piece of string around the middle of it. Insert the candle into Pet's ass with no lube so it will stay in until the wick is just past his balls. Tie the candle around Pet's cock ring so that it is about 6 to 8 inches above his genitals. Light the candle and order Pet not to move and sit back and relax as the candle does the work and coats Pet's balls until the candle burns down to the string. MMMmmmmmmm...I get to have another beer and just watch you suffer! I'd forgotten about this part. I'd read about this in a fetish story I read a few months back and never forgot it...it's made me extremely wet every time I've thought about it!”

       She was humming a song that I couldn't make out as she prepared the candle and slowly twisted it into my un-lubricated asshole. It didn't really hurt as the was had a LITTLE slipperiness to it, but it definitely twisted my skin back and forth as she worked it in and I was pretty sure it wasn't going to come out.

       She dangled the string down around the cock ring and tied it underneath pulling the candle down toward my balls and up against the upper wall inside my ass. No, it wasn't going anywhere now.

       She lit the candle, said “Have fun!...hahaha,” and went to get another beer and lay back on the bed and watch.

       It took a little time for the candle to reach its' ultimate target as the wick was a little past my tortured package. I felt heat of the wax as it dropped through the air just a few millimeters away and getting closer every minute. Eventually it would graze the very edge of the taught stinging skin of my scrotum.

       “Remember Pet, don't flinch or move and ruin this for your Mistress! Stay still and take it like a loyal slut” she said to me as she saw the wax about to start dripping right onto me.

       I didn't even nod or grunt in reply as I didn't want to take a chance on making any movement. My body was tensed and ready for the burning feeling and my mind was dedicating itself entirely to  zoning out in the hopes of minimizing the pain.

       It wasn't more than another minute before it started to directly hit the edge and slide down around the curve of my nuts as the first drops hit and hardened. The candle was so close that it REALLY burned upon each initial hit and it was excruciatingly hard not to move. I clenched my hands into tight fists and squeezed my eyes to help take it. As if my balls probably weren't red enough and were already stinging like a mother fucker, the wax was solidifying that I would be feeling them all weekend long.

       The candle burned and dripped for several minutes, hard to tell exactly how long, before it had completely covered my bulbous sack and engrossed it completely and then started to drip over the tender outstretched skin that runs in a line from the scrotum to the asshole. I think that actually hurt more as that skin is so soft and sensitive. It was so hard to take this torture and I honestly don't know how I got through it but after what seemed like an eternity, Mistress crawled to the edge of the bed and blew out the flame. It must have gotten close to the rope that was holding it up.

       What happened next though was NOT read on that paper and caught me by complete surprise as I had NO time to prepare mentally for it. Mistress leaned in, untied the string letting the candle pop almost straight up above my asshole which was holding it, and re-lit the wick before I even had time to realize it.

       “This is the rest of your punishment for not keeping quiet like I ordered before! I'm gonna let the candle burn as far down as it can go over your hole until it's just about to burn you.”

       It took a little longer to reach my skin because the melted wax had to trip over itself as it ran down the shaft of the stick but it soon reached my puckered 'candle-holder.' It wasn't as hot as it hit my skin cause it had time on it's journey to cool off a bit, but it still wasn't a feeling I'd describe as 'soothing.' The hardest part to take was at the very end. My hole was protected well because it had a puddle of wax dried around it, but as the flame got close to my cheeks, the heat slowly intensified more and more until it felt like it was about to catch fire. I'm glad I grunted in discomfort because I think Mistress may have zoned out a little from all the drinking and I heard her body spring to when I sounded the warning.

       “Oh shit! Sorry my Pet!” She blew the flame out as quick as she could and rubbed my cheeks with her hands to try to comfort them a bit. I guess this is why they say 'don't drink and play with fire!'

It ended safely though and hell, there wasn't much I could've done anyway being bound in my position!

       I was hoping and praying that this would be the end of this activity but she'd saved the 'best' for last; the best for HER anyway.

       “There's one last step and it's gonna be a double challenge for you right now because I'm getting very tired! This will also be the last thing tonight as I need to sleep off this buzz so I'm fresh to play with you tomorrow as it is going to be a long, fun day for me.”

       “Step 7: Order Pet on all fours keeping the tension on his balls.” She untied my hands so I could start to get into the required position. “Place a chair in front of his face and position yourself so his head is between your thighs but still at least a half foot from being able to reach your pussy.” I heard her robe drop to the floor and the chair creak as she sat in it with her legs straddle around my head. She made a couple of adjustments and then slid forward again so her pussy was close enough for me to smell her sexy scent and hear her wet, lacquered lips part as she spread her legs but I definitely couldn't get my mouth on it. “Order Pet to move forward and make you cum with his mouth.”

       I grunted as she finished reading that last part. How was I going to be able to move myself any further forward without pulling my balls right off? I hesitated as I didn't think this was possible but Mistress snapped me out of it quick.

       “I know what you're thinking Pet but you'd better figure out a way to make it happen or you're never going to get out of that position this weekend! Get to work!!!” I was going to pleasure my mistress through my pain; a true dichotomy.

       I tried to extend my neck forward as far as possible first but that didn't get me nearly close enough as far as I could tell so I retracted it back. I was gonna have to stretch my balls to get the job done. I took a deep breath and inched my left knee forward an inch or so and secured it back on the carpet. Then I followed it up with my right the same amount and felt the rope slip even more against the skin of my scrotum, smashing my nuts together as they'd never been before in my life.

       I tried the neck stretch again but still couldn't quite touch her pussy although I could tell I was a lot closer as I could sense the proximity of her thighs around my face. I retracted once again and prepared myself for another adjustment that would crush my tender jewels to an incredible extent. I again lifted my left knee and brought it another inch or so forward...and again with my right. I was so pulled from behind that I was almost wishing the rope would just slip out of the grip and free my balls but I knew it wouldn't. I could only imagine how far away from my body by sack now was from my body. Was it doing any damage to my nuts? I hoped not!

       This time when I stretched out my next my tongue was able to reach her wet lips and I began to tongue her labia and up around her clit once again. It seemed to take forever and ever to make her cum! Between the pressure on my balls as I struggled to keep them stretched to such an unnatural state, having a hard time keeping good contact with my mouth on her pussy being so extended and Mistress being so tired AND drunk from the beer, I wondered if it was even POSSIBLE to get her off. She moaned from time to time when I was able to get a good round in and hit the right spots but sometimes I began to wonder if she was falling asleep on me. I couldn't tell with the blindfolds on. A couple of times she squirmed and backed off a little to where I lost contact and couldn't reach her for a few seconds and that made it a harder task as well.

       Eventually she inched forward to push herself into my face and I knew she was getting close. I took advantage of this easier access and dug in and sucked her clit into my mouth and began to give it a good tongue lashing with a fervor. When she finally took in that final deep breath that whistled through the room I was hit with a shocking surprise as she let out her orgasm. She was so full of beer and must have had to pee and had been holding it in that when she came, she relaxed her muscles and in a squirting fashion let it go all over me. I don't know if she meant for this to happen or if she was just as shocked but she didn't try to stop it. She kept a steady stream into my mouth and it quickly filled and started to spill out the sides of my mouth and onto the carpet. She must have been watching me cause she noticed it right away and yelled to me in her moaning orgasm voice “Don't let the carpet get soaked and make me look bad Pet!”

       I knew there was only one solution and without even thinking it over I naturally started to swallow what was in my mouth to make room for more. I repeated this cycle over and over like I was shotgunning a beer. Later as I would recount this moment as I tried to fall asleep it made me wonder what was happening to me as I was servicing my Mistress as her toilet without even second guessing myself. Was this natural? Was this something I secretly wanted to do for my Mistress in my desire to please her? Was I turning into a true sub for this woman? I had fantasized about subbing in the past from time to time, but had always been more the Dom in my relationships and never  had a real time sub situation until this weekend and it was seeming to come mindlessly and naturally to me and that made me wonder.

       She must have held it in for a long time because I must have taken in a good two beers worth by the time she finished going in my mouth almost a minute later. I had swallowed every drop of her golden nectar except for the few drops that had originally escaped before she ordered me to not let the carpet get wet.

       I licked and sucked her pussy when she was finished until it was completely clean again, and without being ordered to do so. She patted me on the head and called me a good Pet as I let my body move back to take the pressure of my balls which I had completely forgotten about during her filling orgasm. She got up and walked around me and ordered me to sit back up and rest on my knees upright. It was SUCH a relief to my aching genitals and I took a few deep breaths of relief in rhythm with the throbbing in my sack below.

       Mistress untied my balls and let the blood rush back into them and untied me until I was kneeling on the floor in front of the bed completely free for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. She took my hands in hers and  told me to get up as she helped me for support in case I was wobbly.

       She went over to her suitcase and pulled out a small plastic chastity device, the expensive kind, and brought it back and put it on me locking it into place with a steel padlock. My penis was squished into this tiny shoot and there was no way I'd be able to get hard again until she wanted to take it off. It was curved so that my soft shaft was pointed down and the head was aimed for ease of peeing. Which is what she had planned next.

       “I'm so very tired and need to sleep as I'm sure you do to after the last couple of hours. I want you to come with me and pee and brush your teeth and get ready for bed with me.” I followed her into the bathroom and raised the toilet lid and aimed the plastic sheath  toward the bowl. She stood next to me and watched, I think to try to make me nervous but possibly also out of curiosity as to how it looks to pee through this cage. It took a few seconds but once my stream started I had to pee quite a bit and released as much of my urine as well as my mistresses as I could into the toilet.

       We brushed our teeth together, washed out faces and went back out to the bed closest  to the bathroom and pulled the covers down. We crawled between the sheets and I let her get settled in to her position and then curled up behind her and spooned her with my right arm under her neck for support and my left arm around her and over her breasts from the top. It took her all of two or three minutes to pass out but I stayed awake for awhile going through everything that had happened tonight and processing my thoughts and feelings on it all before I finally drifted off in mid thought of what tomorrow would be like. It was around 2am by the we were both in dreamland.