Lucifyre
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1.
The slave woke to the feeling of her insides still gurgling from the high and hot enemas she had recieved as punishment the night before. She just knew all the soap didn't come out even with a second rinse. Her shoulders complained in stiffness from being cuffed all night long and she had an itch on her ankle under one of the other cuffs that was beginning to drive her mad. The welts on her body were no longer swollen, but they still stung a bit and she just knew there were going to be purple marks for at least a week. Worst of all was the tenderness in her ass from being stretched out all night long by the semi large plug that was being held in by her chastity belt.
She stretched her fingers toward the button at the top of her headboard that had been installed to let Mistress know when she awoke every morning. She knew it would be at least 45 minutes before anyone was sent down to free her from her bondage to get into the bathroom and start her morning routine of relieving herself and cleaning up to be presented to Mistress for service for the day.While she lay there she let the events of the previous evening slowly roll through her mind as if she were replaying scenes from a movie:
After dinner Mistress had summoned her to the dining room to clear the evenings dinnerware and place clean silver on the table for dessert. She had taken too many dishes in hand for one trip to the kitchen and since she was in a hurry, instead of placing one or two back on the table (a minor infraction in comparison) she turned toward the kitchen too quickly and tripped over the chaines attached to her service cuffs on her ankles and went crashing down to the floor shattering everything she was attempting to carry in front of Mistress and all 3 of thier dinner guests.
Mistress was furious. The dishes they had been using that evening were of course good china (replacable but expensive) and she had just shattered half of MIstresses collection on the floor. At that moment, nothing needed to be said, she just picked herself up, hurried to the kitchen for the broom and dustpan and cleaning supplies so she could get back as quickly as possible to clean the mess she had just made. Before she could get back to the dining room, Mistress walked into the kitchen behind her and firmly closed the door. Placing her hand on her shoulder she pushed her over forcing the slave to bend. Mistress reached into a drawer and grabbed a large wooden spoon and immediately delivered 10 hard stinging whacks in rapid succession right across the crease in her thighs where they met her asscheeks...the "sweetspot". She dared not move or make a sound even though each blow brought tears to her eyes and made her wince with the evil stinging pain. When Mistress finished she said
"I'll finish this punishment after my guests depart. Clean the mess and then go wait for me in the dungeon"
"Yes Mistress" was all she could choke out in reply. The "I'm sorry Mistress" would come later, in abundance.
2.
The slave knelt on the floor of the well equipped dungeon, knees on the concrete, hands folded between her legs, head bent downward in shame. She knew she was going to be punished quite severely. Not for breaking MIstresses dishes, but for being so inconsiderate as to be behind in the first place and that caused her to be rushing to catch up on her duties in the first place. The dishes were of course replacable, and Mistress had plenty of money to do so, but that of course wasn't the point. She could have really injured herself in the fall, or cut herself on the shattered glass on the floor, or hit her head on the way down, or any number of things that Mistress wouldn't be able to fix with the money she had. Mistress cherished her slaves above anything and even the possibility of any permanent harm coming to them made her extremely angry. If a slave was careless and was the cause of the possibility of that harm, they paid dearly for that carelessness.
When she heard the front door upstairs close for the final time and then the click of MIstresses heals towards the dungeon door, she broke out into a light nervous sweat. Her hands became cold and clammy and her thighs began to shake. She was on the verge of tears as she listened to Mistress descend the stairs towards her and when Mistress got within reach she felt her hand in her hair grabbing and pulling tightly, pulling her head back and her chin up so she was staring into MIstresses icy emerald green eyes.
Mistress leaned down and kissed her slave firmly on the lips, exploring her mouth with her tongue for what seemed like an eternity. She felt Mistresses other hand reach down for her left breast and grab the nipple, squeezing it hard and rolling it between her fingers. When she was satisfied with the kiss, Mistress stood up straight, not letting go of her hair pulling her to her feet and walked her over to the polished steel bench in the corner bending her over it. Mistress attached her ankle cuffs to the bottom and stretched her arms to the other end and secured her wrists to the top.
The bench itself was simply a table, with half moon circles cut into the end where her slaves thighs were secured and rested. Just above where their hips lay, there was a hole cut into the table where their bellies could droop into it if neccessary (and when this table was in use, it was ALWAYS neccessary). Above the belly hole were also two more holes to accomodate dangeling breasts, and then in the top center was another half moon type hole where slaves heads could droop down and chins could rest against the padded edge.
Underneath the table were a few nasty little attachments, like the hard rubber spiked penis gag that when placed in a slaves mouth served the purpose of gagging as well as causing pain, forcing the slave to try and hold their mouth open and not rest the top of their mouth or tongue on the rounded pressure spikes to relax. There were clover clamps for tender nipples with little bungee cords attached for either weights or just directly attach to the bottom of the table. A set of 5 clover clamps were near the bottom of the table, 1 to clip onto a sensative clit, and 4 more to attach to meaty pussy lips, pulling them apart for insertion of other evil pain causing implements and insertables. A couple of those included the rounded spiked hard rubber dildo, which when inserted into a slaves pussy and held in place made for extremely uncomfortable muscle contractions in their nether regions. Another was the inflatable enema nozzle which was usually lubed up with a mixture of water based lubricant and ginger paste (very stingy)
3.
MIstress finished securing her slave to the table, making sure her body was placed into correctly and into the right spots. She then walked around the table and knelt down in front of her, looking her right into her eyes, now beginning to fill with tears.
"I am so sorry MIstress, (sniffle) I was careless."
"Oh I know pet, trust me when I tell you, you will not forget this lesson for a long, long time"
Mistress walked back around to the back and took out a vibrator, a glove and some lubricant from a drawer nearby. She put on the glove and lubed up her hand and then turned on the vibrator to its highest setting. She lubed up her slaves pussy and asshole liberally, slowly working the gel into both holes with as much love and tenderness as she could. Slippeing her fingers into her slaves pussy, she began to work them on her g-spot, rubbing and massaging firmly but slowly, working her hand a little faster a little bit at a time. Slave was feeling the fullness in her pussy from MIstresses hand and began to lose herself into the pleasure of it, moaning softly and moving her hips back and forth as much as she could within the confines of her bindings. She felt Mistress place the vibrator against her clit and felt the pressure of her orgasm come from deep within and work its way to the surface. She tried to lift her head and arch her back as it came closer and closer but was unable to move due to the bindings holding her down. She panted and moaned and started to ask...
"Please Mistress, please may I cum?"
The vibrator went silent, Mistress withdrew her hand from slaves soaking wet now very slippery pussy and CRACK! Across her ass went the first stroke of the evening from the mini 4x 12 pyrite cutting board Mistress thought was the perfect paddle for wayward slaves. No orgasm for this insolent little slut tonight. Or for awhile in the future for that matter.
"Only good girls get to cum. You were not a good girl tonight, were you pet?"
"No MIstress, I wasn't. I , I, I...."
The soon to ber very sorry slave broke out into full fledged tears, her shoulders slightly shaking from her sobs. She knew it was going to be a very long night ahead.
4.
Mistress stood and walked back around to the front of the table. She placed the spiked gag into her slaves mouth and pushed so it was firmly wedged in. She buckled the strap around the back of her slaves head and then slipped two attachment clips between her head and the leather to secure the gag, and consequently slaves head, directly to the table. It wasn't long before the spikes in the gag started to get uncomfortable and dig into the slaves mouth and lips, she had to open her mouth wider to relieve the pressure of the spikes, but that just caused her jaw to stiffen and begin to get sore.
Mistress then went to each side of the table and reached underneath, taking the clover clamps and firmly securing them to her slaves nipples, pulling on the bungee cord to stretch it to the rings near the bottom of the front legs of the table. As the cords grew taut, the clamps bit further into slaves nipples, causing them to feel like they were burning hotter and hotter with each tug. Mistress then produced a second shorter cord and attached it to the clamps between her breasts to pull them even tighter. When she was finished with her slaves nipples, she stood back a moment to admire her work before continuing.
She then walked around to the back of the table and knelt down between her slaves legs so her face was at the same height as her asscheeks, she was looking right into her slaves quivering asshole and grinning knowing what punishments lay ahead for her. Instead of reaching for the spiked dildo (she decided that would be for later use) she picked up the inflatable enema nozzle and used the same lubricant mixture of ginger paste and lubricant she had used previously. This time she didn't need to work the lubricant into her slave as thoroughly since she was already wet from Mistresses previous violation. She slipped the nozzle into her slaves tight little asshole and began to pump it up opening it and stretching it and plugging it tightly at the same time. Normally it took 10 full squeezes to fill this slaves asshole tightly, this time MIstress gave three extra squeezes for good measure.
She then procceded to attach the 5 other clover clamps to her slaves clitoris and pussy lips spreading them wide apart and then secure them to the table as well. This naughty little slut was going nowhere until released. She knew her slave was already getting extremely uncomfortable and savored it delightfully.
5.
MIstress stepped away from the table to run the water to extra warm and fill the 4qt enema bag adding a little extra soap. As the bag was filling up she heard her poor uncomfortable slave trying to adjust herself on the table and causing herself some pain in the process from pulling on her nipples and pussy lips and clit, making the clover clamps bite even harder. Mistress enjoyed the sound of the ensuing moans coming from her slave and decided to take just a few extra moments filling the bag before she went back to the table to finish her work. She felt the inevitable wetness between her pussy lips and while one hand was holding the bag under the running water, she slipped her other hand under her very short skirt to slide her finger across her very slick throbbing clitoris.
When the enema bag was so full the water was starting to run over the top, she grabbed the hose cap and attached it to the bag and then closed the clip to make sure the water didn't flow out before she was ready. She carried the bag over and hung it up on the medical stand next to the table and before attaching the end of the hose to the enema nozzle, she released the clip to let the air out of the hose above the drain in the floor below. As soon as she attached the hose to the nozzle, she opened the clip full blast for a few seconds to let a rush of water flow into her slaves awaiting asshole. She waited until her slave moved her hips and moaned and then waited a few more seconds after before closing it again. Only a few ounces had been released into her slave, she knew this was going to take a little while before the bag gurgled empty. Releasing the clamp again, she waited even longer before closing it again, going back and forth repeating the process until the bag was halway empty.
Instead of reopening the clamp at this point, MIstress took out the pyrite cutting board and drew her arm back for a few swings.
"CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Over and over the semi heavy paddle made contact, each time delivering a stinging blow causing angry red welts to form up and also causing her slave to jump and pull at the evil clover clamps attached to nipples pussy and clitoris. No matter which way the slave moved during the paddling, and even if she didn't move, something was causing her pain, including the spiked gag in her mouth. Her tears flowed freely now, making it difficultbut not impossible to breathe the deep breaths required to assist in abosrbing the blows to her ass and pain in her breasts and pussy. Her ass was stretched from the enema plug, her insides also being stretched from the hot water and the soap was causing her to cramp a bit making her body scream and beg for relief. She clenched her hands and dug her fingernails into her palms, There were so many painful sensations happening at once, she couldn't figure out which one to concentrate on. his was indeed a real punishment.
After 25 or so swats, Mistress put the paddle down and stepped to the side of the table. She reached underneath and using both hands massaged her slaves now slightly distended belly. She worked the water further and further upward into her slaves gut, making sure to push it upward to make room for the remaining two soapy quarts in the bag. When she was satisfied, she stepped back to the back of the table and proceeded to repeat the earlier process of opening and closing the clamp until the bag finally drained empty.
6.
Mistress slipped the water clamp up the hose until it was around the short hose attached to the enema nozzle and then detached the bag on the hose and set the now empty bag aside. She stepped back a little bit to admire her handiwork and play with her pussy for a few minutes while her slave lay there on the table in front of her full of hot soapy water and exxtremely uncomfortable trying not to move and cause herself even more pain. She waited a full 5 minutes before deflating the enema nozzle and allowing her slave to evacuate the hot soapy water into the drain below the table. When all the water had drained out, MIstress then went to the drawer on the side of the room and pulled out her strap on harness and proceeded to strap herself in.
She stepped behind her slave and pushed the head of the large strap on dildo up against her slaves now gaping asshole. As she slid the dildo in, her slave moaned and tried not to squirm or wiggle any part of her body. As Mistress pumped the thick rubber cock in and out of her slaves asshole, she made sure to bump her ass with her hips and force her slave back and forth just a little bit, causing the slaves breasts to sway and swing under the table pulling on the clover clamps there and on her throbbing pussy. After assfucking her for a few minutes, pushing the cock all the way in to the hilt and then pulling it back out unti the head was just inside her slaves asshole, she detached the dildo from the strap on and pushed it all the way in.
"Hold that for me for a few minutes please pet"
"MMmmfmmfffhhhhmmmmstrss"
was the muffled reply.
7.
Mistress went over to the wall and looked at her vast assortment of implements and finally decided on a cat on nine tails style flogger. It was light enough to not weigh heavily on her shoulder as she worked it and heavy enough to sting and bite and leave pretty marks and striped on her awaiting subject. She smiled as she pulled her 2' long bamboo cane down almost as an afterthought, it would make for a nice little change up in between a few strokes of the cat/flogger.
When she stepped back over to the table she leaned over and began to undo the various clover clamps attached to her slaves body. Each time she squeezed a clamp open, Her slave screached out in pain. Having the blood flow quickly back into sensative parts was even more excruciating than leaving them on for awhile to burn before going near numb. She then pulled the large dildo from her slaves asshole and detached the gag from the table and then from her mouth and set them aside.
She walked around to each of her slaves bound appendages and massaged them to make sure there were no numb or cold fingers or toes. At her slaves head she stopped for a moment and rubbed her slick wet pussy on her slaves nose for a few seconds. Waves of pleasure began to roll through her as she had a mini orgasm, masterbating herself on her helpless slaves face.
After she finished cumming, she began to undo her slave from her current bondage and then rubbed the slaves back shoulders and hips until she was sure her slave could stand up without collapsing. She pulled her up into her arms and cradled her for a few moments whispering assurances into her exhausted slaves ear. She then helped her stand and walked her to the opposite side of the dungeon and proceeded to attach her limbs to the cross leaning and secured to the wall.
She worked her slave over with the two implements for well over an hour. Once she had her back, ass and thighs covered in stripes and welts and even a couple of spots where the skin had broken a little, she decided it was time to rinse what was left of the soap from the earlier enema out an then bind the naughty slave up and tuck her into bed. Two rinsing enemas later, the water was finally no longer bubbling as it flowed out.
Mistress relubricated her slaves worked over asshole with the ginger mixture and then insterted a slighty large buttplug into her ass and then secured her into her rubber coated steel chastity belt making sure to slip the dull spike pad in between the belt and her slaves tender pussy lips, and then placed her in cuffs and attached her to her bed before covering her up for the night. This night was indeed all about being punished and She doubted her slave would get much sleep or be of much use to her the next day, but to her as long as this insolent little slut remembered every time she was in a hurry to slow down and take her time and be MUCH more careful, then the evenings ministrations would have been well worth it.nd
THE END
for now :)
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