Mickey

Mickey Part 3

I was forbidden to cum without permission, but Oh how heavenly it was there in the solitude of my own little room.

I was left mostly alone for the next three days. Alone except for my thoughts.

And my thoughts kept going to those oh so tender nipples, my so tender pussy, and the wonderful pain that I had so recently enjoyed.

During those days, I used to masturbate myself probably four to five times each day.

Then I thought about how my life was now and how it had been back in the seemingly distant past. But wait a minute, it was only a week ago! Or was it longer?

Back in the past, sex and masturbation were very rare things. Perhaps once per month for each, but now four or five times per day. What had I been missing in the past.

And then I remembered. It was the pain and humiliation. How wonderful that was.

Then the master sent for me.

“Number seventeen” he commanded, “Sit down here and look at this screen”.

I did as I was commanded, sat down and looked.

He then started the tape running. It was a video made in a funny form of black and white (I later found out it was Infra Red) of me in my room. Every few minutes, there was a new shot of me masturbating and thoroughly enjoying it. I began to get so horny just looking at it.

But the master said “You were forbidden to cum without permission. Is that correct? You may answer”.

I replied that he was correct.

“Then you must be punished” he said.

He fastened a collar like a dog's collar around my neck, stripped me completely naked, and then fastened a lead to the collar around my neck. He then lead me out to a sort of hospital room or doctors surgery.

There he laid me on a sort of large bed on my back, and fastened my arms above my head, out to the sides. He also fastened my ankles to something at the bottom of the bed, forcing my legs to be kept spread wide apart.

Then he made a telephone call, and two more girls appeared. They were dressed as nurses.

I began to wonder what would happen next. Half anticipating some more wonderful pain, and half dreading the unknown.

One of the girls went to my so tender pierced nipples, and proceeded to apply some liquid to the nipples, where they were pierced. Wow did it sting. Then I saw the mirror above my head, and could see everything that was going on. The liquid was a sort of brown colour.

The girl proceeded to remove the rings from my nipples, and then lubricated up a taper, and pushed it through my so tender piercings.

“OUCH”

She followed with much larger diameter (and thicker section) rings, and clipped them in place.

Because of the previous torture and new piercings that these had received, they both bled a little, but it was the pain that was the worst.

Shortly after this, the other girl went to my pussy, and applied the same liquid to the sore pierced lips.

“I suppose I am getting bigger rings here also” I thought to myself. And I was right.

Oh the pain. But not the same pain as the pleasurable pain that I had so recently experienced at the hands of the master and his guest, or at my own ministrations, but a much more of an aching pain, there and in my nipples.

This girl then proceeded to pierce my pussy lips and insert more large diameter thick section rings until there were four rings in each side, each about one inch in diameter and just under one eighth of an inch in section.

Wow did that hurt!

The next surprise was the master suddenly clamping my clitoris. Not the hood, but the clitoris itself. And then he stuck a needle through the clitoris.

At this I blacked out.

When I had come round a little while later, I found that I was still laying on this bed, alone and naked except for these metallic adornments. One large ring through each nipple, four large rings through each of my pussy lips, and a smaller ring through my clitoris.

I was still strapped down to the bed, and my nipples and pussy lips had almost stopped bleeding.

The master came back and said “Good to see you back with us. That is the start of your punishment. The rest of your punishment starts now. You will stay here for the next thirty six hours as you are”.

He then walked out of the room, switching the light off as he walked out.

I was so wanting to relieve myself, but daren't in case someone punished me even further. But 36 hours? Could I last that long?

After a very long time, one of the girls came in to the room and switched on a small light at the side of the room. She offered me a drink through a flexible pipe, which I took a sip of to moisten my lips and throat. The she left me, once again in darkness.

Eventually I could not hold out any longer, and urinated all over the bed. It was warm and smelly, and so uncomfortable. But I had no choice.

Eventually, the master returned. I don't know how much later it was, but it was certainly a very long and uncomfortable time.

He unstrapped me, helped me gently from the bed, and led me back to the torture chamber as I had come to know it.

There, he laid me down on my stomach. Ouch. The pain from my sore nipples as I lay on them.

Then he took a long length of strong rope, tied two loose knots in it, lifted the top of me up, and slid the rope under me, until the loose knots were circles around my breasts.

He worked these loops up my breasts, and started to pull them tight, until my breasts were once again tightly bound in these two loops. Then he took the ends of the rope and passed it around something above my back, and started to pull me up.

OUCH!

Thankfully he did not lift me completely, but it was an almost unbearable pain with these loops crushing my breasts.

Next he took another long length of the same rope. He folded it in half, and took the middle point and slid it under my stomach. He then wrapped the rope once around my waist, and threaded the long end through the folded loop by my navel. He then took the long ends down between my legs, and threaded it through the “belt” of this rope at my back.

This hurt my pussy lips so much.

I began to dread what was coming next, but it happened. He took the end of the rope, passed it over something high up above my back, and started to pull me upwards.

The effect that this has was to tighten up on my waist, and the rope bit down onto the newly pierced clitoris, spreading my newly pierced pussy lips as it did so.

I let out a yelp of pain, at which the master stopped pulling further. I was now laying on my stomach, with these loops around my breasts half supporting the top of my body, and this rope passed around my waist, sticking so deeply into my clitoris, but still with most of my weight at the bottom still on the floor.

I dreaded to think what would happen if he pulled any more.

Then he pulled some more.

After that, he took a strap and passed it around my chest just under my breasts, and another one fastened to my ankles. He connected these together, and hooked them up to a winch, and hoisted me into the air, about three feet above the ground.

Then he retensioned the ropes binding my breasts and sticking into my clitoris and ass until I could hardly stand the pain.

I had to keep my body rigid else I would be putting all my weight on either my breasts or the rope passing over my clitoris.

“Now for the rest of your punishment” he said. “You will stay here like this for another twenty four hours”.

“There will be some visitors, but you are not allowed to make eye contact with them, and no matter what anybody does to you, you are not allowed to cum until your punishment has been completed. That will be in 24 hours time”.

So there I was, suspended, bound by my breasts, and with a lot of my weight on a rope pressing heavily on my freshly pierced clitoris.

He unexpectedly slapped my ass, and the natural jerk reaction that my body made tugged even more on the rope on my crotch, making the pain even more unbearable.

If he was going to leave me like this for 24 hours, with guests doing things to me, what state would I be in after that?

A few hours later, the first visitor arrived, followed shortly afterwards by another two men. The first visitor was the Arab man who had been here before, but the other two seemed to be eastern European from their features. These last two were probably in their forties to early fifties. Nothing special to look at.

One of these new visitors had a hot cup of tea brought to him, and he proceeded to place it on my bare buttocks. “OUCH”. That was hot, but I daren't even flinch for fear of the pain in my nipples, clitoris and pussy.

The other east European went and fetched some weights and clamps, and clamped them onto my tender nipples. Then he lifted the weights up until they were just touching my chest, and let them both drop suddenly. OUCH! The jerk as the weights pulled on my tender nipples made me shudder, and I spilled some of the tea.

“More punishment” said the master. Next the Arab arrived with three candles and candle holders. He put the candles in the holders, and lit the candles. Next he carefully positioned two of the candles just beneath my so tender nipples, about 12 inches below them. Wow the heat from those flames really burned on the tender nipples. This pain in turn also turned me on, and I started wishing that I could cum some way. Any way, even a Lesbian would have done, but trussed as I was, I daren't move.

Hot candle wax was now dripped onto my naked and so tender ass. With every drop, I jerked. You can guess the consequences of this involuntary movement. Yes, I jerked, and caused myself even more pain, and also the squirming was causing the rope over my clitoris to stimulate it.

The master saw what was happening, and so he stopped them from doing anything more. The candles were (thankfully) removed from under my nipples, and the tea was removed from my bare buttocks.

The whole group passed on to another area beside me in the torture chamber and started on another girl.

I could hear her muffled squeaks and grunts as she came in for various activities, but because she was beside and partly behind me, I could not see what was happening to her.

It was so difficult to keep my body rigid to prevent the ropes from really crushing my breasts and the other rope from hurting so much in between my legs. Every now and again I would almost drop off to sleep, only to be immediately woken up by the sudden increase in pain as I relaxed.

This went on for what seemed like hours. The other girl in the room had been “trained”, and had left after some time, when the master came up to me gently. He said “That's excellent number seventeen. I see that you have indeed learned a great lesson in the last few hours. I have a mind to let you off further punishment. Would that please you? You may answer”

“Yes Master. That would please me greatly” I answered.

So he gently helped me to get out of my bondage and to return to my room. When we got there, he asked me if there was anything that I would like him to do.

I replied that in the time that I had been in his care, I had come to like the way of life there, and to greatly enjoy pain up to a certain extent, but some of the pain was beyond my capacity to endure. I also said that in all the time, nobody had had real sex with me.

The master said that he would rectify that for me that night, and then left me alone.

Some time later, one of the other girls came to collect me. She led me to a large wardrobe, and told me to select some clothes for the evening, then to go back to the torture chamber.

I slected a nice long white dress with a slit from the hem up to just above my waist on the side, The cleavage plunged down to where my pubic hairs would have begun. I wore no other items except for the steel rings that were now a part of my pussy lips, clitoris and nipples. When I entered the torture chamber, the master greeted me warmly and approved of my attire. He then introduced me to “The Kiwi”. A white man of about 40 years old, about 5'10” and 180 lbs. Quite a nice looker.

“Do want he asks, and you should have your earlier wish fulfilled” said the master to me gently. “But remember, you may only speak with permission, and you may only cum with permission, and if there is no invitation for you to cum, and no opportunity for you to ask this, then you may not cum. Do you understand? You may answer”

“Yes master” I answered, at which the master handed me over to the Kiwi.

The Kiwi took me over to the big “X” again, and there he tied me loosely spreadeagled again. There were no ropes around my so tender breasts this time. He left me wearing the dress I had chosen.

Next he lifted the hem of the dress, and looked at my ringed pussy and clit. “Wow” he said. “This calls for some special equipment”, so off he went and came back with an electronic box of some kind.

He took loads of wires, fitted clips to them, and started plugging them into the box. The clips he clipped to one ring on each side of my pussy, and one pair of clips on each ring through my nipples (after pulling the front of my dress aside enough to access them, and then replacing the dress). Then he clipped another wire to the ring through my clitoris, and another lead to a small metal egg shaped item which he so gently lubricated and slid into my rapidly moistening vagina.

Then he switched them on and started adjusting them. The first things he switched on were the rings on my nipples. These started tingling nice and gently, with the occasional sharp pulse. This really got my juices running. I started getting really horny, fancying this man like crazy.

Next he switched on the wires on my pussy lips. This added to the effect, but I still managed to avoid cumming as I had been instructed.

After this, he switched on the other pair of wires, the ones connected to the metal egg in my vagina and the one connected to my clitoris ring. This sent me over the top and a couldn't help myself from cumming there and then.

The Kiwi said “That's a good start. Let's forget that you did that without permission, but the next time that you cum will only be with my permission. Do you understand? You may answer”

“Y-Yes sir” I stuttered.

He left the current still pulsing through my body, but gently started to caress my ass. It felt real great, and it was all I could do to stop myself from cumming again.

Next he dropped his pants, and got out the most enormous penis that I had ever seen (not that I had seen many before that). He came up to me, kissed me gently on the mouth, and then gently pulled the egg shaped device from inside my vagina. This stopped the sensations in my clitoris.

Then he gently inserted his penis into my vagina. It was so lubricated that in spite of it's enormous girth, it just slid in as easy as anything, but Oh Boy did it feel greal.

With me still standing, spreadeagled on this “X” it was difficult for him to keep his balance, but he managed to do so. He started a slow deep penetrating rhythm and I started squirming, trying to avoid cumming immediately. Gently, ever so gently, he caressed my ass again, and then my pulsating nipples through my dress, all the time keeping up this wonderful thrusting rhythm.

Oh it was difficult to stop myself from cumming.

After what seemed like a wonderful eternity, he said to me “OK. You now have permission to cum, but at the same time as me”. As he finished saying this he took hold of the rings in my nipples through the flimsy dress I was wearing and gave them a sharp tug. I almost came at that instant, but sensed that he was working up to his own climax. I felt his thrusts get faster and faster, then slower and slower, but deeper with each thrust.

“Fill me” I thought, but he just kept on thrusting and tweaking my nipples until I felt I could not hold out any longer, then with one enormous thrust he shot his load into me just as I came myself.

Wow what an orgasm!

I had never experienced anything so tremendous as that, and as I climaxed, my whole body shook, my knees went weak, and if I had not been tied by the wrists to this “X”, I would have fallen onto the floor.

He gently untied my ankles by pulling on some ropes, then gently untied my wrists, still stuck inside me. He unclipped the wires from this machine and somehow walked me into my room, still with his penis inside me, but with me stood on his feet as he walked. He laid me gently on the bed, kissed me tenderly, and then walked out of the room.

I immediately fell asleep.