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Wed., 07-21-07
Even after a year and a half after my husband died I still didn’t feel like dating. I do get offers. I’m 38 but look younger. I have a “full figure” and have to work hard to keep the pounds off but as a result I have very large breasts and ample hips and still a slim waist. With long auburn hair and killer big eyes, I get lots of second looks. I still get horny but just can’t bring myself to be with some other guy after 19 years with Bill.
I am a high school English teacher and have the summers off giving me lots of spare time. As a diversion I do some things on the internet….and that’s what ultimately got me in this position. I’m writing this because I was TOLD to write it. I’m not very good at writing, so please bear with me. Let me start where things began.
I had been surfing the internet and came upon a bondage site. Although I never really considered anything like this before, as I looked at some of the pictures I became aroused. I live alone with my daughter who is off to college which gives me plenty of time to play. I had been spending time looking through bondage pictures and movies almost daily. I would become more and hornier and ultimately began to masturbate while watching movies of women tied up and being abused. I didn’t see any harm since I was in the privacy of my own home.
Mike, my brother-in-law, took it upon himself to keep an eye on me after his brother died. He would stop by occasionally to check on me, fix things that break and that sort of thing. One afternoon about 5 days ago, I was in my upstairs computer room watching movie clips of this girl being abused. She was tied in a basement, hands behind her back with wrists attached to the ceiling and legs tied wide apart. She had clips attached to her nipples with weights hanging from the clips. Her ankles were tied wide apart with a dildo on a pole embedded into her pussy. A large man was behind her whipping her ass with a thin flexible rod. As I watched the movie I had lifted by skirt and removed my panties and started to slide my fingers into my pussy. It was very wet and slippery. I had lifted my tee shirt and unclipped my bra and began to pinch my nipples. When I finished cumming, I thought I heard a noise behind me. When I turned by head, I saw Mike standing in the doorway watching me. I’m sure my entire body turned beet red with embarrassment. I quickly covered myself and frantically tried to close the open window with the girl being whipped. I mumble something that I’m sure didn’t make any sense and tried to compose myself. Mike had a little grin on his face and said that it is perfectly alright and he is sorry that he barged in on me. He said he was going down stairs to make some coffee.
I quickly went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I sat there for a few minutes to try to compose myself. Knowing that I would have to see Mike again eventually, I decide that I might as well get it over with and went downstairs.
Mike was gracious and didn’t mention anything immediately and just got me some coffee. For a while we sat and made small talk. Then Mike said that it was none of his business what I did in my spare time but had to admit that he found it quite stimulating. I kept my head down staring at the table not saying anything. He told me that he has always found me very attractive but would never say or do anything while I was married to his brother, but things are different now. He asked if I would consider possibly getting together and maybe attempting some mild bondage. He told me not to answer immediately but just to think about it and consider all the ramifications. He didn’t want to loose our friendship. He got up to leave and told be to give him a call in a couple of days and let him know what I thought, then left.
I thought of nothing else for the rest of the day. Totally scared of the thought but I was also so damn hot about the idea I was damp the rest of the day. That night, I masturbated to the fantasy of Mike tying me up. It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
The next morning I made the decision that I wanted to go through with it. When I called Mike and stuttered and stammered until I finally blurted out that I wanted to give it a try. Mike sounded very pleased and told be that he would come over to my house the next day around 4:00.
The next day I tried to keep myself busy with housework and grocery shopping but couldn’t get the thought of what might happen out of my head. While in the grocery store my juices were running down my leg. My imagination told me that everyone in the store knew what I was thinking. About 3:00 I began to get ready. I took a long hot shower and could help playing with myself but didn’t allow myself to cum. I put on my prettiest and sexiest panties and bra and went down stairs to wait along with a white blouse and skirt. By ten after four I was crazy with lust and was beginning to think Mike changed his mind, then heard his truck pull into the driveway. I jumped up and quickly went to the door to let him in.
Mike came in and we sat in the living room. Mike told me what the ground rules would be. He said he would be in charge and I was to do everything that he said. He gave me a safe word that I could use in case things got too intense for me. I meekly nodded my head and said “Yes”. He quickly gave me a stern look and said “you will refer to me as either Sir or Master. I quickly responded “Yes, sir.” And immediately felt the juices in my pussy begin to flow.
He told me to stand in the middle of the room and remove all of my clothing. I stood and began to unbutton my blouse. After my blouse and skirt were on the floor I stood there not be able to move. In a stern voice mike said “Continue!” I reached behind and undid my bra and slid if off exposing my large tits. My nipples were as hard as they have ever been. I stared at the floor, not wanting to may eye contact as I slid my fingers into the waistband of my thong bikinis. Finally I was standing naked in front of my brother-in-law with juices running down my leg. My whole body was trembling and was tempted to use my safe word but did not want to miss the opportunity to see what would happen next.
Mike stood and walked behind me and unzipped the duffle bag he brought with him. He told me to place my hands behind my back. I felt him attach soft leather cuffs to my wrists and thought I would faint right then and there. Next, he produced and black blindfold and gently covered my eyes. He then attached a leather collar to my slim neck and hooked a chain leash to the metal hook at the front. The cold chain hung down and lightly touched my breasts. I wanted to cum more than anytime in my life. As though Mike was reading my mind he said “You are not allowed to cum without my permission. Do you under stand?” I stuttered “Yes”. Suddenly he slapped my bare butt and said. “WHAT?”… I quickly responded “Yes, sir!”
He told be to spread my feet and attached cuffs to my ankles and attached a rod that kept my legs apart and my cunt gapping open. I felt something nudge my lips and Mike said “Open your mouth.” I did as told and he roughly shoved a large ball gag into my mouth and attached the straps behind my head. The ball was quite large and stretched my jaw wide. I suddenly realized that I could not use my safe word even if I wanted to. I was becoming a little apprehensive. My juices were running down my leg and I realized that I trusted Mike and figured that I wouldn’t need my safe word.
Mike tugged down on my leash and I bent at the waist to follow his lead. He attached the end of the leash to the bar between my legs. Mike then said “Don’t go anywhere.” Then chuckle lightly. Sarcastically I thought to myself “What…does he think I’m going to go out for a walk.” I then heard Mike go into the kitchen leaving me in this position. I envisioned myself…naked, blindfolded, legs spread, bent over with my large breasts hanging. I was totally embarrassed and at the same time so excited that I could hardly control myself. I was on the verge of cumming but remembered Mike’s instruction about only with his permission.
Mike returned and I heard him pop a top of a beer. Next I heard a click and detected a flash and realized Mike was taking pictures of me. Horror stuck me as I thought of who might see the pictures. Again, Mike reading my mind said “Don’t worry; these are for my eyes only.” With some relief, I hoped I could believe him.
I next felt him lightly take my hard nipple between his fingers and attach a clip of some sort. There was initial pain but it subsided quickly. He then attached a similar clip to my other nipple. Mike moved close and whispered “Remember…no cumming until I tell you.” I then heard a humming sound as a vibrator lightly stroked my dripping pussy. My body began quiver and I was sure I was about to loose it. With all my strength I fought the urge to cum. Just about when I thought I would loose the battle the vibrator was turned off.
Mike then said “Would you like to cum, my slave?” I shook my head with enthusiasm hoping he would continue and allow me release. “Not yet” he said. “You need to satisfy me first.”
He left me there and I heard him go outside and return shortly. I heard some movement then I felt a downward tug on my lease and he said “On your knees, slave”. I awkwardly did as directed. He removed my ball gag and I felt him roughly grab my hair and pull me forward. “Open your mouth, cunt!” I obeyed. He directed my mouth to his cock and slid my mouth down over it. Directing my movement with his hand in my hair, my head bobbed up and down on his shaft. His control over me was making me even more excited. I heard more pictures being taken and began to realize how erotic those pictures were going to be. He suddenly removed my blindfold but kept my head bobbing up and down on this cock. In a moment his cock exploded with a huge load of semen into my mouth. I worked hard to swallow it all but there was so much that some oozed out of my mouth and down my chin.
I heard a new voice that said “Thanks, Mrs. Holden”. I looked up and saw Joel from my English class with a huge grin on his face.
Not understanding what was going on, I turned my head and saw Mike with a huge smile on his face still taking pictures and a video camera on a tripod next to him.
The Mike said to Joel “Okay you go now, but remember our agreement….we’ll do this again if you can keep your mouth shut.” Joe responded “My lips are sealed, Mike.”
Joel got up and zipped his pants and headed for the door. I looked a Mike and angrily began to ask what was going on but before two words got out, he shoved the ball gag back into my mouth.
I was burning up with anger but being tied and the ball gag in my mouth there wasn’t much I could do at the present time.
Mike sat down on the couch and began “I guess you are probably wondering what this is all about. Well after I got your call, I thought that having you as a slave would be great, but suppose you changed your mind and didn’t want to continue. I had to come up with an idea that would make your compliance a little more mandatory. I suspect that you know that you could be in serious trouble if those pictures (and movie) were to get into the hands of the principle or superintendent of your school. Not to mention what your daughter might think or the rest of the community.”
The horror struck me. A teacher having sex with an under aged student…. I could go to jail!!!
“Now don’t worry, Jill, nobody is going to see these pictures…..as long as you cooperate. Are you willing to cooperate?”
The thought of the humiliation not to mention the possibility of going to jail, I had no choice. I slowly nodded my head.
CHAPTER 2
“Now that we have an understanding I have a few rule for you.”
He unfolded a piece of paper from his pocket and began to read.
“Rule 1 - You will obey me at all times. You will follow all commands immediately without hesitation.
“Rule #2 – you will remain naked at all times unless you go out or someone is visiting you.”
“Rule #3 – You will only wear the clothes that I select for you.”
“Rule #4 – You will never cum without my specific permission.”
Failure to follow any of these rules will result in severe punishment. Is that understood?” I nodded meekly.
Now stand and come over here. Awkwardly I struggled to my feet. With the bar still connecting my ankles and my leash connected to the bar I ambled over to Mike. Mike reached forward and attached lead weights to the clips on my nipples. The pain began to build. “Turn around.” He said. As I began to turn the weights on my nipple swayed creating more pain. Standing there in that humiliating position, bent over with my pussy and ass exposed to Mike, I began to wonder what would happen next. I didn’t have to wait long when I heard the hum of the vibrator. As the humming plastic touched my cunt lips, I jerked upward only to be stopped by my collar and leash. Mike began to slide the vibrator up and down my pussy lips and my entire body began to shutter. The entire idea of me now being totally under Mikes control in this humiliating position while he stroked my pussy became uncontrollably erotic for me. Remembering rule number 4, I fought with all my might to keep from cumming. Then Mike said “would you like to cum, slave?” Shaking my head frantically and mumbling though the ball gag. Thinking “ oh please, please let me cum.” Then finally Mike said “Okay, slave, you have my permission to cum.” I let myself go and my orgasm began. My legs, my arms my entire body began to vibrate as the waves began to wash over me. I lost all sense of reality as the orgasms began to rip through my body.
I must have passed out. The next thing I remember is laying on the floor. My arms had been untied. I struggle to get up but realized I still have the bar connected to my ankles with my leash, collar and ball gag. I disconnected my ankle and began to sit up. A searing pain shot though my nipples and I immediately grabbed at the clips on my nipples and released them. The pain increased ten fold but quickly began to subside. Sitting on the floor I reached behind my head and unclipped the ball gag and removed my collar. I then noticed some papers on the floor in front of me. The top paper was a note from Mike.
“I will email you with further instructions tomorrow morning at 7:00 am. Read the email precisely at that time. Put your “toys” away in the box that I left, except that you are to wear the collar to remind you that you are my slave. Do not forget rule #2.”
It was signed “Your Master”.
The second paper were my rules.
I put my collar back on but the gravity of my situation encompassed me. Exhausted, I went up to bed. Although the implications of the day seemed to occupy my mind, I quickly fell asleep after setting my alarm.
At 6:45 the alarm woke me from a sleep of fantastic dreams that were difficult to remember. Naked, except for my collar I shuffled to the computer room near my bedroom. I logged on and opened my email. There was an email from Mike that I opened quickly. It read:
“Good morning slave,
Although I know you will comply with all my instructions, you need to know that I have installed cameras throughout the house which are transmitted to a web site that I can view at all times.”
I quickly looked around that saw that there was a camera mounted in the upper corner of the computer room. My body shivered at the thought of someone watching me at all times.
The email continued:
“The following is a schedule for your day:
7:30 – 8:30
Prepare a large bowl of oatmeal. It’s healthy and good for your heart :).
You will put one cup of oatmeal in the dish I left in the garage marked “JILL”. You will eat your breakfast from the bowl on the floor with your hands behind your back. Be sure to clean the bowl since you will not be allowed to wash it. Wash all the other dishes. Also fill the water dish that was left. You may drink water when you wish.
8:30 -9:30
Exercise time: You will perform the following exercises:
150 Jumping jacks
50 sit ups
75 Squat thrusts
30 Minutes of running in place.
9:30 – 10:30
Surf the internet looking at BDSM sites, pictures, movies, and literature.
10:30 – 11:00
Masturbate using finger manipulation while viewing picture on the internet. DO NOT CUM!
11:00- 12:00
Meditate while on your knees with hands clasp behind your back contemplating your situation.
12:00 – 1:00
Masturbate with a carrot that you have in the refrigerator for 30 minutes (Do not cum). Then eat the carrot from the floor not using your hands.
1:00 – 2:00
Meditate – Kneeling on the floor with your hands clasped behind your back. Think about your new position as my slave.
2:00 – 3:00
Attach the clips that are in the “Toy box” to your nipples.
Surf the internet looking at BDSM sites, pictures, movies, and literature. Masturbate lightly but do not cum.
3:00 – 4:00
First prepare you dinner for later. One cup of cold oatmeal in your dish.
Exercise time: You will perform the following exercises:
150 Jumping jacks
50 sit ups
75 Squat thrusts
Attach your ankle cuffs with a 12” chain (In the “toy box”). Attach your leash to your collar and to the chain between your ankles. Cuff your hands behind your back. Run 20 laps from kitchen, to hall to living room, to dining room and back to kitchen. Do it as quickly as you can.
5:00 – 6:00
Eat your dinner. Do not remove your restraints.
6:00 – 8:00
Remove your restraints. Write in your journal describing the events since I found you diddling yourself while watching a slave being whipped on your computer.
8:00 – 9:00 Search the internet. Find 5 BDSM pictures that excite you and print them out.
9:00 Shower, then go to sleep. Oh, by the way, from now on, you are no longer allowed to use any furniture. You are to sleep on the floor.
Get up at 6:45 and check for my email when you get up for more instructions.
Your loving Master”
I got up from the computer and glanced at the camera. Terrified at what might happen if I didn’t follow Mike’s instructions, I quickly went to the kitchen. As I went, I noticed the cameras strategically placed throughout the house that left no place that I could not be seen.
I quickly prepared a full pan of oatmeal. I found the “feeding” dish and “watering” dish in the garage. Following Mike’s instruction I measured out the oatmeal and placed the dish on the floor. As I knelt before the dish with my hands clasp behind my back I lowered my face to the bowl. The level of humiliation and degradation I felt was beyond compare. I thought of the consequences of my failure to obey my orders and began to lick at the tasteless oatmeal. I suddenly realized that I was extremely hungry and quickly began to consume my breakfast. Licking the bowl clean I then lapped some water from my bowl. Glancing at the clock I realized that I was approaching my exercise time. I quickly cleaned up the oatmeal pan and put the balance of the oatmeal in the frig.
At precisely 8:30 I moved to the living room and began my jumping jacks. My big tits flopped wildly as I jumped. Realizing that I was facing the camera, I turned around. Strangely, I found it quite erotic to think that I was being watched. As I finished my exercises I was exhausted and sweating profusely.
I quickly went to my computer and located some familiar bondage sites and flipped from picture to picture and movie to movie, while slowly stroking my pussy. In a short time I badly wanted to cum, but knowing I wasn’t allowed, made the experience even more titillating. Several times I thought I would lose control and had to pull my fingers from my dripping pussy.
With reluctance I closed down the web sites and knelt on the floor and began to think about what had occurred in the last two days. I knew I couldn’t afford to lose my job and the thought of going to jail terrified me not to mention my total humiliation. But as I thought of my forced enslavement I felt myself becoming aroused and my pussy began to drip. The hour went by quickly. I looked at my schedule and my stomach began to turn as I thought of my next task.
I went to the kitchen and located a carrot from the refrigerator and sat on the floor. With some hesitation I began to slowly slide the carrot into my dripping cunt. I soon forgot about the revolting task ahead and slid the carrot in and out of my pussy rapidly. Out of nowhere an orgasm hit me. I was at the point of no return and jammed the carrot deep into my flowing snatch. As the orgasm subsided the thought of being watched hit me. I prayed that Mike didn’t see what had happened. Knowing that I was excited by watching girls in pain, I didn’t know how I could handle punishment myself.
Realizing that my time was almost up, I laid the pussy juice covered carrot on the floor and knelt over it. Disgusted I began to like my juices from the carrot. Fighting my gag reflect I took a bite and quickly swallowed. In a short time I had completely consumed the carrot along with all my cunt juice. I felt myself sinking lower and lower into my humiliation.
I knelt on the kitchen floor closing my eyes I began to wonder how far will Mike go to degrade me.
At precisely 2:00 I found the nipple clamps and ran up to the computer. I clamped each to my nipples and opened a web page. The clamps hurt slightly but were also extremely exciting. The first page that I found was a girl that might have been my twin, pretty with auburn hair, large breasts tied and being whipped and with a dildo on a stick shoved up her pussy. I lightly began to stroke my cunt and quickly began to flow. Worrying about my previous disobedience I work very hard to control myself although almost losing control several times with the clamps on my nipple making things more difficult.
3:00 came quickly as I put my oatmeal in my dish and I moved to the living room and began my exercises. After the squat thrusts, my entire body was covered with sweat. I located the cuffs and leash and trussed myself up as instructed. With hands cuffed behind my back and my leash attached to the chain between my ankles, I was bent over with my large tits hanging down. I began to move around my “running course”. The difficulty of my movement was more than I expected. After only 5 laps I was exhausted. I was sure that Mike must be watching my humiliation and pushed on. By the time I had completed my 20 laps I collapsed onto the floor. I was completely out of breath and sweat was dripping off of every part of my body.
I struggled to the kitchen and found my disgusting cold oatmeal in the dish. With much difficult I knelt down and reluctantly began my “dinner”.
Finishing I returned my cuffs and leash to the toy box and went to the computer and wrote this journal. As I read it over I was embarrassed and humiliated about what I had done today but in a strange way was also turned on.
I then found the pictures that excited me. I returned to the site of the girl that looked similar to me and printed three of these. I then found one of a girl with a steel collar and steel wrist and ankle cuffs and steel bands around her big tits. She was in a squatting position and had clamps attached to her nipples that were tied to strings connected to her toes. I am not sure why this one excited me but it certainly did. The last picture was a girl straddling a string that was tight into her pussy that she was being made to walk along.
Exhausted I went to my shower and cleaned myself thoroughly. I grabbed a blanket and lay down on the floor of my bedroom and quickly fell asleep.
When the alarm went off at 6:45, I struggle off the floor and work out the kinks as I opened up my email. After yesterday I couldn’t imagine what Mike might have in store for me today.
His email read:
“Repeat yesterday’s schedule…I may stop by.
Your Master”
I moved down stairs and began my schedule with more cold tasteless oatmeal.
At about 3:30 while I struggle to do my laps while cuffed and chained, I heard the front door open. I froze! As Mike walked into the living room I tilted my head up to see him. My entire body turned crimson with embarrassment.
Mike looked down at me and said “Did anyone tell you to stop”
“No sir” I replied and began hobbling on.
Mike was sitting on the couch when I returned to the living room. Mike told me to stop and walked over to me carrying something. He attached a harness over my head and then produced this curved piece of shinny metal with a bulb at the end. He reached behind and stroked my pussy that was dripping profusely then inserted a finger into my ass. I then felt the pressure of the cold metal ball pushing against my sphincter. With some pain, I felt the ball side into my rectum. He then pulled my head up with the harness and connected a string from the metal in my ass to the harness. This arrangement did not allow me to lower my head without shoving the metal ball deeper into my ass.
“What lap are you on?” he asked.
“Seventeen, sir.” I replied.
“You have 60 seconds to complete the last 3 laps. You will receive 5 whips for each second over the 60 second time limit. GO!”
I quickly began to hobble my way to the kitchen. As I came back by Mike he had a thin plastic rod in his hands. As I passed him the whip came down on my ass. The pain was unbelievable and I almost fell.
“Faster, cunt!” he barked.
I tried to pick up the pace but with the short chain between my legs, my speed was still very limited. As I passed Mike the second time a second stroke fired through my ass. As I ran with short choppy steps my sweating tits swung wildly. Final as I completed the last lap and stopped in front of Mike he clicked on the stop watch he was holding. He smiled cruelly and said “62 seconds…not bad. Turn around.” As I did I gritted my teeth waiting for my punishment. After the 5th excruciating stroke, I thought I would pass out. My ass was on fire! I stiffened my legs as the 6th and 7th stroke landed. I nearly collapsed by the 9th whip. I somehow stayed in position waiting for the last whip of my punishment. Mike delayed for a few seconds. Then finally with more force than the other 9 the rod hit me squarely on both cheeks. I finally breathed.
Mike walked over and sat down then said “turn around and kneel in front of me.” I did as commanded.
Looking up at Mike with tears running down my cheeks, he looked seriously at me and asked “Have you disobeyed any of my rules?”
Afraid of extra punishment I stammered out “Yes sir.”
“What rule did you break and when?”
Knowing full well that he must have been watching I stuttered “Yesterday at lunch I came without permission using my lunch carrot.”
“And what happens when you disobey me?”
“I am to be punished, sir.”
“That is correct. Now come with me.” He stood and grabbed my hair and began to lead me to the kitchen. He opened the basement door and led me down the stairs. In the basement he led me to the center of the room. It was much cooler and quite damp in the basement. He released my leash from the chain between my legs and stood me up straight. As he went behind me I heard him doing something but couldn’t tell what it was. Finally he turned me around. Hanging from the ceiling was a thin rope with two clips hanging. On the floors was a brick what was attached with a rope and similar clips. He knelt down and pulled roughly on one of my labia. With my head pulled back by the plug in my ass I couldn’t make out what he was doing. Suddenly a pain shot through my cunt lip as he attached the clip. I groaned. This clip was much, much stronger than the ones I had already experience on my nipples. Then the seconded clip was attached. I screamed “Oh, god, please don’t!” He stood and quickly shoved a ball gag in my mouth and said “No noise”. He grabbed my nipple and attached one of the clips. My eyes widened. Oh, my god, I thought as he release the clip onto my tender nipple. I squeezed my eyes closed trying to deal with the pain. Then the second clip attached and nearly made me pass out. He tightened up the rope connecting my nipple to the ceiling and pulled up. “On your toes he said.” I raised up onto my toes. As I did so, the brick lifted from the floor pulling down on my labia. He tied the rope to my nipples taught. Then said “Lower to your heels.” As I did, the brick lowered to the floor. But my heavy breasts were lifted by the clips and the pain dramatically increased to my nipples.
“Now up on your toes again.” As I did, the pain shifted from nipples to cunt lips.
Mike smiled as he admired his handy work then said “As you can see, you have the freedom to either have pain in your tits or cunt…your choice.” He took a leather hood and slid it over my head, plunging me into complete darkness. Then Mike said while attaching my leash to the ceiling “Now you think about disobeying and the consequences. And, by the way, second offenses will require more severe punishment.”
I then heard him going up the cellar stairs.
Suddenly wondering…how long is he going to leave me here in this horrible position? Suddenly I realized that my calves were beginning to cramp and I lowered back down onto my heals. The pain shot through my nipples once again. I lost track of time. Five minutes…ten, an hour…I had no idea. From heels to toes and back…trading pain from nipples to cunt. Just when I thought I would pass out, I heard Mike coming down the stairs. Finally, it’s over!
I stood…waiting. Nothing…not a sound. The pain in my nipples became unbearable and I raised up on my toes once again feeling the weight pull on my labia. Still waiting. Then finally Mike said “Do you think you have learned your lesson?” Shaking my head frantically up and down and mumbling into my gag “Mmm…Mmm.”
“Since you like to cum so much, maybe you should cum some more.” I felt his fingers spread my cunt lips as he slid something cool deep into my pussy. Without warning the vibrator came to life. My cunt began to drip. I lowered back onto my heels as the dildo slid deeper into my snatch. The pain began to disappear as I was overcome with lust. I began to move up and down onto the dildo from heel to toe. The pulling of my nipples and labia now became erotic and not painful. I tried to plead with Mike to let me cum but only groans and mumbles emanated from my hood. My body began to tremble. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out. Then remembering what he had said “second offenses will require more severe punishment.” I had to hold out, I just had to.
FINALLY….Mike said “Okay, slut, you may cum now.” My body exploded. I shook all over as the orgasm wash through me. As the orgasm began to subside a whip stuck my naked ass. The pain coursed through me. Mike said “again, slut!” My second orgasm shot through me. My body was so weak I felt like I would collapse but I remember that my leash was connected to the ceiling and I would only choke.
Another stroke on my tender ass “Again” he said. I didn’t think it was possible but once again my body vibrated with another orgasm. Reality seemed to float away. Until I realized that the vibrator had been turned off and Mike had extracted it from my pussy. Then the hood was removed. I looked at Mike as tears ran down my cheeks. He grabbed my breast and put his fingers on the clip attached to my nipple. He opened the clamp and excruciating pain shot through my nipple. The he repeated with my left nipple with the same results. He knelt down and removed the other clips as more pain rocked through my cunt lips. The shooting pains mellowed into a dull throb.
Mike removed my ball gag and released the leash from the floor joist then turned and walked over to a chair in the corner. He removed his jeans and sat in the corner with his throbbing cock pointing at the ceiling.
“Kneel.” He commanded. Without a hesitation I dropped to my knees. “Come over here and lick my balls.” The rough concrete crushed my knees as I struggled over to him. Lower my head I began to lap at his balls. After a time he said “Now my cock.” I moved up to his rigid shaft and licked upward.
“Now do you think you are going to disobey any more of my rules?” Looking up at him I quickly responded “No Sir.”
“Open your mouth, cunt, and I’ll give you a treat.” As I did, Mike grabbed my hair and forced my mouth down over his shaft. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock as my tung flutter on the underside of his cock head. He pulled back on my hair as his dick popped out of my mouth. I kept my mouth open know what was to follow. He jerked on his cock while point at my open mouth. In just a few strokes his jizim shot onto my face and into my mouth. The volume of sticky white goo was tremendous. “Do not swallow.” He said. My mouth filled with his sticky cum. He stopped and picked up his camera and began to snap picture of my cum covered face. More evidence of my humiliation recorded.
He stood up and walked a few steps. Be bent over and flipped a switch on a video camera sitting on a tripod in the corner. “This film should be worth something on the internet. But only the part where your hood is on. We don’t want to reveal you identity, now do we?” Thinking about all those movies I watched on the bondage sites and now I will BE one!
Mike walked over to the chair and put a piece of paper on the chair. Then unhooked my wrist cuffs. “Repeat your schedule for tomorrow but go to this address tomorrow at 1:00 PM. Park four block away. When you enter the tattoo shop, tell him that you want your nipples pierced with studs and your labia pierce with rings. Your clothing is on your bed.” He turned and went up the stairs. I could hear his car pull away. I removed my leash and disconnected the rope holding the metal hook into my ass and released my ankle cuffs. I collapse onto the floor. Then the realization hit me as I pondered getting my nipples and labia pierced.
I fell asleep.
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