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The Seductive Master

Part 8

                        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.



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