gentlesurrender
Posts: 99
Joined: 6/21/2005
Status: offline
|
He had ordered me to be wearing a short skirt and low cut top. No bra, no knickers he had said. I was pottering about the kitchen waiting for him to arrive. I had been cheeky to him during the week and he had said I would learn what happens when I was cheeky to him. I was intrigued, he hadn’t told me it would be any number of the belt or cane. I was excited about him coming round, but nervous about what he was going to do.
I heard the tap at the door, as he entered. I went out to meet him. His face was stern and unsmiling. I went quiet and lowered my head, I didn’t think I had been that cheeky, no more than usual. He looked me straight in the eyes, my eyes dropped away, I heard him chuckle. “Kneel bitch” It wasn’t something he usually asked, or something I usually did. But I knew today to just obey. I knelt in front of him. He circled me, and I felt him standing behind me, he grabbed my hair and pulled it backwards so my head came up, he came down to me and whispered in my ear “Your mine, and you will learn not to be overly cheeky to me girl”. I nodded.
He pulled my hair up and away from my neck, and expertly placed a collar around my neck. I gasped, he had never said anything about wearing a collar before. I felt everything inside my tingling. He came round to the front of me “Stand up girl.” I stood up. “So lets see you are properly attired shall we”. I smiled knowing full well I had followed his orders correctly and was clean shaven for him. He pulled my top down to release my breasts. “Good girl” he whispered in my ear. Why was it so nice to hear those words! He hands cupped by breasts and his fingers found my nipples, he squeezed them until I gasped and moved against him trying to stop the pain. He pulled away and squeezed tighter, he pulled my nipples downwards, he couldn’t help myself but kneel again. I heard him chuckling again. He pulled my nipple upwards so I stood again. “Whose bitch are you?”
“Yours Master” I winced under the pain.
One hand released my nipple and then I felt my skirt being lifted and his fingers on my pussy “Good girl, good slut you are wet today.” Swiftly he bent me over, lifted the back on my skirt and smacked by bottom several times hard. “Right dining table, Now” I smiled he had known my fantasy about the dining room table for a while now. I tried to hide a smile, oh to be tied to the dining room table, blindfolded and flogged. I went to lay on the table, face down, as I had always envisaged myself, but then he barked “I didn’t say lay on your front, now turn over.” Suddenly I was unsure about what he was going to do, my body tingled, anticipation and excitement, what was he going to do??
Quickly he tied my hands and feet to each corner, I was totally exposed and vunerable to him, I couldn’t move. He moved towards my face, kissed my mouth slowly and lovingly. I responded to him. He smiled and pulled away. Then he placed a blindfold over my eyes. Apart from being on my back it was as I had imagined in my fantasy. Then he startled me again, “Open your mouth slut” I obeyed and opened my mouth, and felt something cold and round inserted, my tongue danced around a rubber ball, I felt the straps go round my head as he fastened them tight. I realised it was a ball gag. He had never used a gag on me before. Everything went quiet. What was he doing??? Where was he??? It seemed like I had waited for an eternity. Then I heard him moving around. Then I felt him lean very close to my face and again kiss me slowly, it was so sensual, so soft, I couldn’t move my head up to him to savour him more, it was so frustrating, tantilising, teasing me with his tongue. His hands began to caress me, he kept complimenting me, telling how lovely I looked, how pleased he was, my head swam he felt me feel so good, so loved and cared for. His hands were stroking my arms, my legs, across my stomach, missing the areas that were screaming for his touch. I felt myself trying to move myself towards him, but I couldn’t. He stopped and I heard him laughing “What’s wrong my little one?? Aw am I teasing you??” Again he went quiet, I was trying to listen for him. My breathing returned to normal as I tried to concentrate on him.
I felt something on my breasts, it was light and tickly, my body shivered. He laughed and carried on, it trailed down my stomach to my pussy where I felt it gently being flicked around. I wanted to scream, it was touching but not touching. He had never played with my like this before. I wanted to cry out, but didn’t dare make a sound, but my body gave me away as it stirred under his direction. He felt him by my ear again “This is my body, what I do to it is my choice, not yours. Do you understand girl?”. I nodded. Then I felt something silky float around my neck, no pressure just the feel. I could feel myself moving, writhing almost. He was driving me nuts. He left what I could only imagine to be a silk scarf across my neck. His hands cupped my breasts as he gently began to squeeze them. I moaned having longed for his touch. His fingers again found my nipples and he tweaked them, it was so erotic, it was pain but wasn’t pain, I gasped and moaned for more. Then he began to sqeeze them till I yelped under the gag. Again he began to pull my breasts this way and that by my nipples, my head began to swim. I couldn’t stop moaning and gasping for breath. Then he released them. I sighed with relief.
Then I heard a swish and my breasts began to sting, I groaned and cried out. Six times on each breast I felt the bite of what I could only imagine was a cane. It stopped and I felt his hands caressing my breasts again, going over the welts I could feel on them. He moved again and this time I felt the flogger land on my nipple and breast again and again. I moaned and groaned. My breasts were tingling and warm when he stopped. I felt his hand go between my legs, his fingers slipped inside me so easy “You horny slut, you cant tell me you didn’t like that” he grabbed my pussy “because this tells me otherwise” he moved his fingers in and out and around my clit so easily. I was so wet. I stopped before I could get a chance to enjoy feeling his hand there. “No yet little one, not yet. You are going to beg me to put my hands between your legs next time.”
I wanted to scream, I tried to Say “Master” under the gag but it was so muffled. Again there was another pause as he didn’t talk to me, didn’t touch me, my breasts tingling, my pussy aching. Now what???
I heard him leave the room, noise from the kitchen I couldn’t discern, then he returned, what was that I could smell, I wasn’t sure until, my breasts suddenly smarted, ouch what was that. I felt it again. It was like I don’t know, it was hot, then I felt more run over my breasts and I realised it must be wax. I remembered him asking me if I had ever felt wax on me. I felt it dropping and running over both breasts, it as so different, it was painful but only briefly, I gasped as it hit me and moaned with the sensation. Then I felt it trickling down my stomach, I knew where he was going, Then I felt it on my pussy oohhh I groaned under the exquisite feel. Too quickly it was over and he stopped. Then my body jumped as I felt ice cold water hit my body, I shivered and writhed away from it. Then it stopped.
Suddenly, I felt the flogger across my breasts again and again, I felt bits of wax flying around. He went down my stomach with the flogger, oh noooo he was going to flog my pussy. But he stopped at my stomach, I waited, but nothing. Then it came, thump, thump thump, as he flogged my pussy, I squealed and yelped, he had not done this before either. I guess when all the wax was gone he stopped. My body felt so warm, so tingly, on fire, aching. Then I felt the splashes of cold water again, and I yelped and shivered. Aaarrgghhh something so cold was held against my nipples I gasped, my nipples erect after the heat and flogging, screamed under the coldness, I tried to move away but he wouldn’t allow me too. I heard him laughing, enjoying himself, I was pleased inside as I heard him. Then both hands moved down my stomach and I felt the ice cubes against my body, again he moved down towards my pussy, I shook, tried to wriggle away from him. Then he rested one on my clit, I screamed under the gag, moaning, it was burning cold. Then his other hand moved further down and he slide the ice cube around my pussy and before I knew it he had slipped it inside me. My body squirmed with the coldness, it burned inside me, I tried to say take it out, everything was garbled by the gag. His hands pushed my hips down to stop wriggling around, one hand pushed the ice cube against my clit as he slowly girated it. I moaned. Then he slid that down and into my pussy too. I felt his fingers against my pussy lips again, and I realised he had yet another ice cube, he inserted four in all, I wanted to cry out, scream, it was heaven and hell all at the same time.
His fingers twisted my nipples, then snap as the nipple clamps bit my nipples. My pussy was burning cold, now my nipples were screaming with pain. Then I felt his fingers on my clit, slowly, stroking, teasing, my mind screaming with the torture and pleasure. He kept going until I was panting, longing to come, he stopped laughing “Not yet my little one” I heard yet again. My head was swimming, this was so much more than I had ever imagined. I craved his touch. I heard a buzz, then as he pulled up on the nipple clamps making me gasp again, I felt the vibrating on my clit sliding against the opening of my pussy, my nipples searing with pain, my pussy aching with longing, he slid the vibrator in so easily, slowly he pulled it in and out, teasing me, tormenting me. I was screaming to cum. “Don’t you dare cum” he heard him growl at me. I bit my lip trying not to, but he kept pounding my pussy with the vibrator. I felt my whole body tense, I was just about to explode and he stopped.
“Nooooooooo pleaseeeeeeeeee Nooooooooo” I screamed at him under the gag “Pleaseeeeeeeee don’t stop.” He felt nothing, I heard nothing. Slowly my panting quietened down and all I could feel again where my nipples burning under the clamps. I moaned, crying, tears trickling down the sides of my face. My mind begging for satisfaction. Please, Please, Please, don’t let this be all. I felt something coldish touch my clip, it was small, light, I gasped at the feel, then it was taken away and then it slapped my clit. (I found out later it was a crop). Slowly he brought it down upon my clit, pain and pleasure intermingled again. His slaps got quicker and harder, I was panting, my breath catching in my throat, my whole body ready to explode. He got quicker, my body jerked and convulsed as it came under the slaps. In the distance I heard him laughing. He took the clamps off my nipples. It was wonderful to feel his hands massaging my nipples back to life. He removed the ball gag and kissed me long, slow, passionate, it was so nice to savour his taste fully, feel his tongue inside me. I felt him move onto the table, felt his cock touching my mouth, my tongue instinctively came out to lick it, but he moved it away. “Pleaseeeeeeee Master, pleaseeeeeee may I suck you???????” I knew he was waiting for the request. I easily slid his cock inside my mouth as I sucked him inside me. He pulled out and away from me, “Master please let me please you, let me make you cum”
“You will”
He moved above me and turned himself around, again he lowered his cock into my mouth as he laid on top of me, he then began to lick my clit as he pushed his cock in and out of my mouth, it was heaven. In the distance I heard a buzzing again and again he inserted the vibrator into my pussy as he sucked my clit, and his thrusts into my mouth got faster and harder. I tried to take him all, I tried in so hard not to gag on him, I so wanted to please him after all he had done for me. All my mind could concentrate on was his tongue on my clit sucking harder, the vibe thrusting into my pussy. I felt my body tensing again, I felt his cock in my mouth, then my whole body shook as I orgasmed again, within seconds his cum was squirting in my mouth as I swallowed his cum, he slowly pushed his cock in and out my mouth again. He laid on top of me for a while before he got off.
He untied me, slid me down the table, turned me over so my feet were on the floor my top half bent over the table, then swish the cane stroked my bottom. I gasped and groaned again and again as I took 12 strokes.
He called me to his feet, I knelt down and felt totally at peace.
|
Dining In - 
Profile
New Messages
No New Messages
Hot Topic w/ New Messages
Hot Topic w/o New Messages
Locked w/ New Messages
Locked w/o New Messages
Post New Thread