Seductive Master, The - 08
Three hours has past and your Mistress comes in to
awaken you. You feel well rested, yet when you start
to rise you can feel the painful reminder still on your
pinkish bottom.
"You may use the bathroom slave," your Mistress
states. "Then down the hall to the examination room
for your enema." You heart sinks, not again you think.
But you know better than to protest and obey in
silence.
"On the table, feet in the stirrups slave." Your
Mistress orders and you again obey in silence. Your
hands reach above your head after positioning your legs
in the wide spread stirrups. Your Mistress then straps
your ankles, and legs just above the knees to the
stirrups, then attaches the straps to your hands above
your head. You have not quite become accustomed to
being totally exposed in this manner to another woman,
and it causes you a great deal of embarrassment.
Your Mistress takes an enema bag and fills it with
warm water, after inserting the tube into your rather
sore anus, slowly she releases the water into you. She
repeats this three more times, until you feel as though
your stomach will burst from the pressure caused by the
water in your bowel. When your Mistress has completed
flushing you with water, she places a well lubricated
butt plug into your anus and leaves the room without a
word. She is gone for what seems like an hour to you,
yet it is actually only about ten minutes. The
pressure is so great within you now that you can hardly
wait until she returns and releases you.
Finally the door opens and your Mistress enters.
She removes the straps holding you and helps you into
the bath and has you sit and removes the butt plug.
You relieve yourself, dispensing the water for what
seems like five minutes. When you are finished, you
expect to be told to take a shower, but instead your
Mistress orders you back to the examination table and
to take your same position.
Once there your Mistress again refastens the
leather straps to your legs, ankles and wrists. She
goes back and gets the enema bag once again, inserts
the tubing into your opened anus and begins releasing
more warm water into you. You wish to protest this
second washing, but knew what will happen if you do, so
you keep quiet.
After one bag, your Mistress stops and removes the
tube and inserts a butt plug again. Slowly her fingers
move up your slit to your wide opened vagina and moves
her fingers lightly over the opening. You are somewhat
surprised, because you now, for the first time, can
feel you are very moist. You are not wet really, but
very nearly so. She moves her fingers to your now
swelling clit and slowly teases it, rubbing slowly and
firmly. You begin to arch your hips upward in response
to your Mistress's fingers. She does not thwart your
motion, but instead increases the speed of her fingers.
The sensation of your excitement is a new one for you,
with the water locked within your bowel and causing a
pressure from behind. As you reach higher and higher
in your excitement, a moan escapes your lips, then
another and another. Finally you are reaching the
climax point and an orgasm is about to explode within
you. Your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
leaves you in this most frustrating condition. She
walks along the side of the table and moves her fingers
slowly up your wanting body until they settle on your
extended nipples. Slowly, softly she moves her fingers
over the very tips of each nipple and continues this
action as you continue to lift your hips upward and the
moaning comes from you move frequently and louder now.
Suddenly your Mistress pinches each nipple very hard
and you explode with an extremely strong orgasm. She
strokes your breasts slowly again, softly until the
depressed nipples seem to come back to life and become
hard and erect again. Your pussy twitching in
excitement to the further stimulation. Your Mistress
moves her fingers back to your clit and begins teasing
it again, just as you are about to explode with another
orgasm your Mistress pulls her fingers from you and
stand watching you in your frustration. Your hips
thrashing about and arching upward for satisifaction.
"Please Mistress, please," you whisper quietly.
"You were not told to speak slave!" She retorts
sternly.
She then releases you from your bonds and helps
you up and walks you to the bathroom again. Once
seated she removes the butt plug and allows you to
relieve yourself once more. When finished, she pulls
you up, orders you into the shower, turns it on and the
cold water strikes your body harshly. Though the cold
water does relieve your sexual excitement. Once she
has soaped your entire body she rinses you off and
orders you from the shower.
She takes a large towel and slowly pats your skin
until dry. The action is so sensuous that it begins to
excite you again. She orders you back to the table and
into position, you quickly follow her instructions.
Once spread wide on the table with feet in the
stirrups again, your Mistress restrains you once again.
She then takes a bottle of oil from the counter and
walks to the end of the table. Slowly she begins
massaging the oil into your open pussy, across your
clit and over your anus. This further excites you, but
you are sure you will not be satisfied so you attempt
not to react. She moves to your breasts and places oil
on her fingers and gently massages the nipples of each
breasts. They stand out, glistening in the light with
the oil rubbed into them.
Your Mistress goes back to the counter and picks
up a tube of K-Y Jelly. Your hopes dashed now for some
release to your sexually frustrated state, for you know
she is preparing your the upcoming events of the
evening. She moves back to your spread open legs and
squeezes some K-Y jelly on her fingers then slowly
begins spreading it around your small, pink, puckered
hole. She removes her hand and places more K-Y on her
fingers then moves back to your opening and presses her
fingers deep within you. Having completed this, she
unhooks your restraints and orders you back to the
bedroom. You immediately move down the hall to the
bedroom.
"Go into the bathroom slave and comb your
hair and touch up your make-up. It is almost time for
you to join your Master and his guests." You do as you
are told, dreading the events before you. When
finished, your Mistress takes you by the hand, secures
both hands behind you and leads you downstairs to the
formal dining room.
Once inside, the guests all turn to look at you as
you enter. You become red faced with shame and
humiliation from the stares you are now receiving. You
wish you could withdraw and hide, even back to the
examination room, just anyplace to hide. Then you see,
next to your Master's chair, your chair with the throne
dildo extended through it.
"Come little pus, you will sit in your place of
honor.", your Master says. You slowly walk down,
passing the guests, to your Master's side. Your
Mistress aids you in sitting on the well lubricated
dildo. Your legs are strapped to the legs of the chair
and a strap is placed over your thighs to hold your
bottom securely to the seat of the chair with the dildo
pushed into your ass. You want to hide you are so
embarrassed, for all the guests have watched your
Mistress help you seat yourself on this butt intruder.
You can feel your face flush with color and have
dropped your head to hide your eyes, trying to avoid
the eyes of the guests.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is my newest slave.
She has a virgin ass and must sit on this device in an
attempt to spread her sphincter muscles so she might
accommodate me." You drop your head even further down
now. The dildo pressing into you is very
uncomfortable, as is the hard seat your well spanked
bottom touches.
"You will be permitted, my guests, to touch this
little puss tonight, but first, let us enjoy our meal.
You, little puss, will be permitted to eat and feed
yourself, however if your table manners are not
exquisite you will be rebound and forced fed, is this
clear?"
"Yes Master," your lips some how quiver out the
words. You want to cry, you are so embarrassed. You
look about the room and note that there are three men
and three ladies who are now seating themselves at the
table. They all continue to look at you, examining
your nude body. You wonder how many desire to laugh
openly at your predicament of being strapped onto a
hard, plastic cock forced up your ass. You wish you
could crawl under the table, but know you can not, and
try to bear the degradation of your situation.
Some how, despite your Master's fingers probing
your well moistened pussy periodically through dinner,
you manage to make it through this ordeal without error
or incident. Dinner takes well over two hours and now
everyone is leisurely sipping at an after dinner drink.
You however, sit quietly, for you are not permitted any
alcohol. Finally your Master says, "I think it time to
adjourn for this evening's entertainment." He reaches
over to the straps covering your thighs and releases
it, then the two secured to your ankles and orders you
to stand. You slowly push yourself upward and off your
dildo, your anus is sore now, but much to your excited
body you can see the wet spot on the chair left by your
dripping pussy juices.
"You have left a wet spot slave.", your Master
announces loudly. You turn bright red from the
disgrace you now feel. "Clean it slave!," your Master
orders sternly, and after some dealay says, "with your
tongue." You are now truly mortified and wish you
could crawl under the chair more than anything. All
the eyes in the room are watching you, and all are
gleaming with a slight smirk on their faces. You kneel
down to the seat of the chair and carefully begin
licking your own juices from it. You continue licking
until your Master says, "You may stop slave. Now down
to the playroom!"
The playroom? You question within yourself. Then
it hits you like a ton of bricks, YOU ARE THE
ENTERTAINMENT OF THE EVENING. Now you are truly
embarrassed. You want to plead with your Master, beg
him to do anything to you but this, but you hold your
tongue and slowly, cautiously walk down to the
playroom, with all the guests and your Master following
behind you.
"Kneeling position slave," your Master orders.
You move to the center of the playroom and kneel, with
hands firmly behind your head. Your body is trembling
now, as if chilled, but is not cold that makes you
tremble. All the guests begin slowly removing their
clothing and when stripped down to only their
underwear, circle around your kneeling body. They part
enough in front of you for your Master to stand
directly before you.
"Tonight slave, you shall entertain my guests in
whatever manner they desire, as long as it meets with
my approval. I only request," he continues in a softer
manner now when addressing the guests, "that you do not
penetrate her anus with anything other than your
fingers. She has been given two thorough enemas and is
clean. How would you like to proceed ladies and
gentlemen on this little cunt?"
You are so humiliated. You want to slump forward
and hide your face to the floor, but somehow you
maintain the position of kneeling. You hear someone
suggest that they start with a firm thrashing then
continue after that. Your Master says, "I agree. As I
understand it, this little cunt spoke when not
permitted to beg to be brought to orgasm earlier this
evening. I think a good thrashing is in order."
Someone grabs your left arm and pulls it down and
holds it in front of you, then does the same with your
right arm. Someone else straps leather cuffs to your
wrists and secures your wrists tightly together. A
thumb and finger go to your nose and pinch it tightly
closed and you quickly open your mouth to breathe, when
you do so a soft rubber ball is pressed firmly into
your mouth then strapped behind you head. Next you are
pulled up from your knees to your feet from behind and
pushed toward the padded horse. You are afraid of what
is going to be done to you, yet your pussy is dripping
its juices down to the inside of your legs now. You
are strapped firmly over the horse, your legs spread
wide and leather straps placed around your ankles then
hooked to the legs of the horse. From the other two
legs, light weighted chains are stretched to your wrist
and secured to the hooks on the leather cuffs.
"One more thing," you hear your Master say, "you
may not mark her in any way which might yield a
permanent scar or disfigurement." You feel some relief
now from the ordeal you are about to be put through.
"Now," your Master continues, "how severe a punishment
must be agreed upon before we begin. The cunt was a
very defiant slave today and her punishment must be
firm but not over-bearing." You can hear the
discussion now between all of them regarding the number
of swats you should receive by the various instruments
of discipline. Finally your Master says, "Then it is
agreed, each shall administer fifteen spanks with their
chosen instrument."
You brace yourself for the first series of spanks.
It is a man who is the first to start and he has chosen
a rather light weight, leather covered paddle. He
begins. The pain is not severe but firm. You are
excited by this spanking and rising to an orgasm by it.
The next person, a woman, has chosen a leather strap.
You think to yourself, it figures, women are extremely
harsh when given the opportunity to punish one of their
same sex. They seem to possess more ruthlessness than
any man in this situation. The strap smacks smartly on
your upturned ass and you wiggle and squirm from the
sting it leaves. Before you can even compose yourself
from the first slap the second is given, then the third
and so on. Quickly the woman is finished and next
another man stands behind you. Each, as they come in
turn, are taking the instrument of their choice and
showing it to you. Tears are in your eyes now, after
the uncharitable spanks of the woman, and you try to
see through the tears. This man holds a thick, wooden
paddle. The blows hit your burning ass quickly and it
is over before you even realize it. Each taking their
turn at your flaming red buttocks now, each stroke
against your ass causing more and more excitement, and
more and more tears. The line between pain and
pleasure still not drawn for you and you explode with
orgasm as the last of the guests spank you.
Your Master walks to you next. He holds in front
of your eyes his opened hand. You feel some relief,
but not a lot, for you remember all too well the sting
of his hand from earlier today. He begins, firmly, but
not severely, and as his hand slaps, before pulling it
back he rubs and squeezes your throbbing cheeks, it is
a sensuous move on his part and yet thrusts the pain of
the spankings administered earlier all through your
body. By the time he has reached the agreed fifteen,
your body is quivering in excitement again, and before
satisfaction can be gained by your begging pussy it is
over.
You are finally released from your position, not
given the opportunity to climax as was given to you
last night. You are pulled to a chair in the center of
the room and one of the women abruptly thrusts you hard
into the chair. The scream, unlike the others you have
released through your gagged mouth thus far, is quite
audible and long lasting.
You legs are spread wide and secured firmly, one
to one leg of the chair and one to the other leg. The
chair is exceptionally wide and thus spreads you open
wide. Your hands are then secured to the arms, first
at the wrists then at the forearm. Another strap is
slid under your breasts and your back is pressed firmly
to the back of the chair.
The pressure to your seething buttocks is suddenly
eased. You can feel the bottom of the chair is now
open, as if on hinges, giving access to your burning
ass again. The tears continue to stream down your
cheeks.
A maid slave enters the playroom carrying a tray
of drinks for the guests and the Master. You recognize
her as a maid from the scant uniform she wears. Her
uniform consists of leather cuffs with lace surrounding
them, a leather collar around her neck, also with lace
on it, and a black and white leather strap around her
waist. She serves the drinks then leaves promptly,
almost hurriedly as if in fear that she might be taken
for the evenings entertainment as well. Now, the
guests and your Master completely ignore you. They
drink their drinks slowly and engage in small talk.
You are regaining some self-control now over your
whimpering and yet your pussy is dripping with your
juices from the excitement of the activities.
Having finished their drinks their attentions now
turn back to you. You are frightened for you do not
know what is happen next, and yet that fear adds to
your excitement. One of the women reaches over the
back of the chair and begins to circle her long nailed
fingers around your nipples, they become firm and
extended almost immediately. A blindfold is pressed
over your eyes now and the sensation of not being able
to see what happens next is escalating the pleasure
being given your nipples. Fingers probe your pussy
now, finding your clit and begin to laboriously stroke
the firm, erect tip of it. You can feel your pleasure
being increased more and more, pulling you to a higher
level than you have experienced yet. Just as you are
about to cum the hands are withdrawn from your
disheartened body and you are left searing with desire.
You wiggle as much as possible, almost involuntarily,
trying to find satisfaction, but it is not to be found.
You settle down slightly and listen carefully now, but
hear nothing. You do not know if you are alone or if
the guests and Your Master are still there with you,
watching your torture.
Finally after a long period of time, which you
have trouble gauging because of the blindfold and
silence, someone touches your nipples again. You
twitch at the touch. It is soft and gentle on your
still firm nipples. Another finger finds your clit
again and begins to rub it back and forth and up and
down. Something presses, from beneath the chair, to
your flooding pussy and is then pushed deep into you.
You pull your hips forward slightly, restrained by the
strap surrounding your chest below your breast line.
It is pushed in and out of your hot pussy, slowly at
first then faster. You are teased again to the height
of orgasm and again, just as relief is about to come,
all the action stops.
You are left alone again, in your total, all
consuming frustration, as a loud moan escapes your
gagged mouth. You are wiggling your hips about now
more rapidly than before in an attempt to quench your
pussy's thirst, but to no avail.
Again and again this is done to you, until your
pussy is all but screaming to be filled and fucked hard
and fast. You are finally released from the bonds and
taken, still blindfolded, to the table and lifted up
and laid down on your back. Your burning ass cheeks
touch the table top and you quiver more, and your
overly excited body responds by breaking out into a
cold chill covering you from head to foot. Your legs
are spread wide and cuffed to the table, as are your
arms. Fingers reach for your overstimulated nipples
and begins to pinch them lightly. You feel someone
pressing in between your legs and a cock is suddenly
thrust into your face by the man straddling your chest
above your breasts. Fingers find the strap at the back
of your head and you hear your Master for the first
time in a long time say softly, "No noise slave, not a
sound. Use your mouth for what it does best." And the
rubber ball is removed completely from your mouth and
quickly replaced with a firm cock. As you begin to
circle your tongue around the shaft of the cock, the
person pinching your nipples increases the pressure of
the pinch and you moan through the cock in your mouth.
Suddenly you feel a tongue licking at your hardened,
over excited clit and it begins to suck and lick then
nibble on the head. You thrust your hips higher now
into the air and soon the cock explodes in your mouth
at the same time you explode with a shuddering orgasm,
stronger than anything you had experienced before.
Your entire body wrenches with the release of the
orgasm and each muscle shudders from its over
stimulated condition.
The cock in your mouth is now replaced by another
cock and you again begin to lick the shaft and head.
Another tongue finds your still harden clit and begins
sucking, licking and nibbling on it. The pressure to
your nipples is back to a soft, gentle caress. As the
cock begins to swell in your mouth and you are reaching
upward with your hips the pinching to your nipples
increases and soon you feel the cock explode deep
within your throat, swallowing quickly you take as much
cum as you can and then explode from the stimulation of
your pussy. Your body shakes even more violently with
this orgasm as you are brought higher and higher to
pleasure.
After another cock in your mouth and another mind
shattering orgasm you are allowed to rest. Finally you
feel the head of a cock at the opening of your over
lubricated pussy and a hot pussy pressed to your lips.
Fingers are stimulating your nipples again, as the cock
begins to slowly move in and out of you. You begin to
lick the hot, wet pussy and find the clit of the woman
straddling you and work it back and forth and around.
Just as you are about ready to cum you thrust your
blindfolded head upward and bite lightly the clit of
the woman. Her pussy explodes in your mouth as you
lick and swallow her juices. Again this is repeated
until all three ladies have been satisfied. You have
had no less than nine orgasms since this began and yet
the cock within you has not released its cum. The
rhythm of it continues inside you then a hand reaches
for your clit and rubs it firmly. The speed of the
cock is now thrusting in and out of you hard and fast.
"What do you want slave?"
"Fuck me Master, fuck me hard and fast, please
Master fuck me hard and fast."
A moan, almost scream finds your throat and you
explode at the same time as the cock spasms within you.
Again and again it spasms, shooting its cum deep within
you, and each time you cum.
Finally the cock is withdrawn. There is silence
in the room again. You can smell the odor of sex, co-
mingled with it is the smell of freshly lit cigarettes.
You lay there exhausted, sore, and yet satisfied.
After a long silence, you hear someone move close
to the table, then feel fingers touching your cheek
softly. "You did well little puss," you hear your
Master say quietly. "I shall see our guests out and
will return to you soon." Then he leans down and
kisses you tenderly on the mouth, pressing his lips
firmly to yours. You can feel a warmth rush through
you again from his touch and voice and you once more
become excited, despite your exhausted state.
You Master leaves the table side, you feel him
move away from you. You can not hear him move around
the room but within a few moments a hand is at your
pussy again and a dildo is inserted. Then an over
stuffed pillow is pressed under you hips and raises
your buttocks off the table as it is slid more toward
the top of your hips. Next a small dildo is inserted
in your anus. You wiggle at the sensation when they
are both turned on at a very low setting.
"I shall be back soon little puss," your Master
says, as he walks away from the table and you hear the
door of the playroom opening and then close.
Silence, except for the hum of the vibrators
inside you, now fills the room. And before your
Master's return you are brought to orgasm again and
again by the ever present hard fake cocks pressed in
your openings.
When your Master returns he removes the vibrators
slowly, and you can hear them being shut off. He
unties your feet, then your hands, then removes the
blindfold from your tear stained face.
He helps you to sit up and then brings a glass of
cool water to your lips and aids you in the drinking.
When you have finished the full glass he helps you off
the table with his firm, muscular arms and then holds
you closely to his nude body. He says nothing, but
merely holds you in his protected grasp for several
minutes.
"Ok little puss, upstairs, fourth bedroom on the
left," he commands and you quickly move through the
door of playroom and up the stairs, then the second
flight and to the bedroom. Your Master is close behind
you.
When you are at the door of the fourth bedroom,
the rush of fatigue covers your body like a wave from
the ocean and you all but fall to your knees. Your
Master reaches down and grasps your arm and helps you
into the room. You quickly survey the room you have
just entered and can see from the luxuries of its
apportionments that it must be your Master's suite.
He leads, all but carrying you, to the bed and
gently lays you down. You immediately spread your legs
wide for him, for you can see his cock is hard and firm
again. He smiles at your response to his need and
mounts you slowly and tenderly. His movements are
tender and caressing as he rocks back and forth within
you slowly withdrawing and then pressing his hard cock
back into you. Your back begins to arch as you feel
his member grow inside you and become rock hard and
with a delicate thrusting you both cum at the same
time. Your Master lays on top of you, his member still
within you, slowly withdrawing on its own as it becomes
totally limp and you both fall asleep in this fashion.
