I again obey him, bending my knees so that my feet are touching my thighs, I reach around and insert two fingers into my pussy. I am trying hard not to bump the clit clamp, but as I push my fingers in and out he tugs the chain again and my hips buck with it.

My pussy is wet, fingers sloshing in and out as Master tugs the chain time after time while my fingers explore. I am breathing quickly, the orgasm is building, trapped behind the clamp, sending my mind wild with overload.

‘Stop.'

I stop fingering, panting at his feet while he leans forward and unclips the clamp.

‘Cum now.. You have ten seconds.'

My fingers dive inside me. One hand rubs my clit up high as the other fingers inside my pussy hard, the orgasm gushes through me and I writhe on the floor as the juices seep onto the rug. My legs cramp and pull back before dropping to the floor with a thud. I try to catch me breath as I lay there.

‘Stand.'

I struggle to my feet, standing in front of him, panting as if I had just been jogging.

He reaches up and squeezes my breasts. They are tender and feel firm under his touch. He pinches each nipple, pulling and squeezing it hard then rubbing it back into its normal size.

‘We will retire to the bedroom.'

‘Yes Master.'

I follow him up the stairs and to bed. He restrains, and gags me, complete with the night breast harness, tightly binding my breasts up high on my chest and banding my nipples tightly. Lastly he blindfolds me and takes his place in the bed beside me.

He rolls over and cups my breasts, squeezing both of them hard as I lay tightly restrained on my side. His hand moves to my back and arse, pushing me further towards the edge of the bed, his hand presses hard into my arse crack.

I am lying almost on my stomach, twisted from the waist down as Master pushes me over and parts my cheeks.

His fingers feel my pussy and moisten my hole; he positions himself beside me and his cock at my arse entrance. His whole body is lying hard against mine as he grabs my hips and pulls me onto him.

His cock pushes inside me as he pulls my body on top of him, my arms and legs tied tightly, my back arched over him as he plunges his stiff cock deep into my bowels.

His hands reach for my breasts. He grabs them and uses them to lever himself against me, pumping my arse hard as I bite down into the gag in my mouth. Pulling and pinching my tits he pumps me, I am bouncing up and down on his stomach and hips, rams and legs pulling tightly against the cuffs and chains.

He arches his back hard and I feel him explode inside me. My breasts are agonizing as he roughly handles them, rolling me off him and kneeling beside me.

‘Good Sub. You serve me well.'

He moves to my head, removes the gag and pushes his cock into my mouth.

‘Open and Clean'

He lays beside me and sleeps. I struggle in my bounds to get comfortable, My legs are sticky and my arse hurts again but eventually I doze off.

Master stirs. I wake and wait for him to release me.

He releases me and we shower. I again suck him in the shower while he fondles my breasts and nipples under the water. I open my mouth. I can smell my arse smells on him but have no choice but to suck and clean his cock. I lick it from top to bottom, swirling my tongue around the shaft and tip as he moved it in and out. He begins to grunt hard, pushing my head onto his hardness before he comes deep down my throat.

After we have showered, he dresses and we make our way down for breakfast.

Master insisted that I only drank water and warm milk this morning, before attaching me to the milking pump for ten minutes. The milk volume is building slowly. The fluid now resembles actual milk and this is pleasing to Master.

I am naked as usual, Master orders to the dungeon once I have finished breakfast.

He requires me to have the cuffs on my wrists and ankles and to be gagged.

I enter the room apply the equipment as ordered and kneel on the mat waiting for him.

He enters the room and orders me onto the massage bed, on my stomach.

I obey.

He takes my arms and pulls me forward until my breasts hang freely over the front of the bed. He clips my wrists together behind my back, pushing my breasts outwards. He then attaches the milking machine to me, the suction pulling my nipples hard while Master moves behind me and attaches my ankles together also. He then hogties me on the bed, attaching the center rope through the pulley above the bed, pulling it tight so that I am barely making contact with the bed at all.

Master leaves the room for a brief time and returns. He has some items in his hands that I cannot see properly.

He moves behind me, pushing my legs apart and parting my pussy lips. He begins to lick my pussy lips, holding me by the thighs as I squirm under his touch. I can feel something cold drizzling onto my arse and down my crack. His tongue pushes deeper inside me, flicking and licking the walls and warm folds of my pussy. His finger presses my arse and pops inside to the first knuckle. I groan loudly as his face presses harder inside me.

He pulls away.

‘Be quiet Sub. Make a sound and you will be punished.'

I nod, gritting my teeth as he returns to his feast. Pressing hard he slurps and licks before drizzling some more cold liquid onto my arse and licking at it. His tongue finds my arse hole and presses against it. I hold my breath as he licks and searches inside my bowel with his tongue, his fingers pressing inside me, curling up to my g spot and holding there while he explores me.

I try to stay silent, dribbling into the gag I moan quietly as he continues to eat me. His face is hard against my pussy, his teeth nibbling at my clit, fingers now inside my arse, fucking me while he licks my swollen clit and pussy. The orgasm is almost here, I bite hard into the gag, stiffening my legs to signal to him but he continues.

Finally I scream out…

‘Ohhhhh…' I moan loudly into the gag.

He pulls away roughly.

The orgasm hits me and I rock within my restraints.

Master is furious with me. He pulls back and grabs the whip, unleashing on my arse and pussy while I was settling from the orgasm.

The cracks took me by complete surprise as they hit my exposed pussy lips.

I screamed for mercy as he whips me again and again. He continues to mark my arse cheeks, again and again whipping them hard as I rock back and forth, hogtied and unable to escape.

He moves in front of me and disconnects the machine.

He cracks both breasts hard.

I scream loudly and begin to sob. The pain is excruciating.

‘Pleeassse…' I sob at him. My head hangs down, arms and legs pulled tight behind me and my swollen breasts exposed to him.

‘Look at me Sub.'

I strain my head upwards to look at him. I can barely see through my tears.

‘You are weak. You now have two alternatives. Understand.'

I nod.

‘Your first is to allow me to use your pussy without orgasm, and I will release you.'

‘Your second is that should you orgasm, your nipples and clit will be clamped, your holes filled and you will be restrained for the rest of the day.'

I look at him forlornly and Nod.

‘Good..Shall we continue then.'

He moves behind me once again. I am tense now as he moves his head between my legs.

He strokes my arse lightly, gently kneading my cheeks as I relax and the tension eases. His fingers again find my pussy. It is moist and welcoming.

I feel the liquid drizzle again, it lands on my arse hole and slips down to my pussy lips where it drips into my hole. Masters fingers move around, they are gently sliding in and out of me, he kisses my thighs and pussy lips before licking at them again. There are fingers inside my arse, pushing hard as he bites my lips and the walls of my pussy. He licks and slurps me, pushing his tongue deep inside my pussy as I focus on my breathing. More liquid drizzles onto me and his face moves up to my arse. His tongue is firmly pressing and enters my bowel, swirling around while his fingers push hard into my pussy. Again they curl upwards, pressing my G Spot and circling my clit as he fucks me with his tongue. I am rocking with his rhythm as more fingers enter me and pump hard. He is making it hard for me to hang on, I grit my teeth and breath slowly as the tension builds inside me. His face moves away as his fist enters my pussy, pumping hard inside me as I grunt quietly. His other hand has my clit, pinching and rubbing it, forcing me to orgasm as he pumps harder and harder.

Finally I crumble under his touch. I scream out in pain as the orgasm hits me and Master buries his face into my pussy yet again. I can hear his slurps as I hump his face and release my juices onto him.

I am spent. Hanging like a limp rag as Master moves away from me and unties the rope from the pulley above.

He is panting, he lowers me onto the table where I lie motionless. Exhausted and euphoric I lay on the bed as he unclips the cuffs from each other and lays my arms and legs out flat.

‘Rest up Sub. I will be back to punish you shortly.'

He returned with the clamps.

‘Sit up.'

I was reluctant, but obeyed him as always.

He collared me tightly.

He placed one clamp on each nipple, they pinched tightly, causing me to wince and groan. He then ordered me to open my legs wide while he clamped my clit. This too was painful and I squirmed and moaned with the pain.

He then ordered me to stand and bend over while he filled me with dildos in each hole. The chain from my clit was then pulled through between my legs, guided over both dildos and clipped onto the collar. It was tight as I stood up and pulled on my clit when I walked. He then took the chains from each nipple and pulling them upwards he attached it to the collar also. I was in a lot of pain, my arse and pussy were sore from his licking and fingering earlier, and my nipples tender from the milking machine.

He sat me on the floor against the wall. My arms were cuffed to rings on the wall out wide. My legs were spread out and attached to the same rings by ropes. They were then pulled tightly so that I rested on my arse cheeks and nothing else. The chains were tightly pulling on my nipples and clit.

Master bent down in front of me.

‘I am going shopping now. I will purchase clothes for you as you have disappointed me today.

Your second effort was better, but it should have been that way from the start. Think about this while I am gone.'

I nodded as a tear dripped from my eye.

He left the room and went shopping while I waited for his return.

Restrained, clamped and plugged.

I must improve for him. He is my Master.

Restrained, gagged, clamped and plugged in the dungeon, I have plenty of time to think about Master and his requirements.

Arm muscles ache; fingers are numb with the strain. Legs muscles are cramping, toes are cold and painful. Neck is straining under the heavy head hanging loosely. Jaw hurts, teeth ache from being forced open and the gag forced inside. Chest hurts from breathing restriction, bladder cramping, and bowel trying to eject intrusion. My arse is under immense pressure.

My body is tortured, my mind is blurred. I gather my thoughts and wait for his return. I think about my extremities and concentrate on the blood flow to them. I tense and relax each muscle in arms, legs, abdomen and chest as I can. Carefully I tighten and relax my pussy and arse muscles. The sensation drives me wild. I remember my Nursing days and patients who were enduring short-term agony during wound dressing changes, or removal of staples… a good tactic was to recite the alphabet with them.

I begin to chant to myself…'A,B,C,D,E,F,G then H,I,J K,…LMNOP.'

I notice that this takes my mind off the sensations, so I continue as I tighten and relax again.

Nipples are painful, breasts swelling fast, clamps digging their teeth into the raw flesh. I tighten my breast muscles, still reciting the alphabet….'X,Y,Z.'

Clit is numb, pressure is building behind the clamp, but if I stay still I can control it until he returns.

I am pleased with myself, controlling the pain so far; perhaps this method could be applied when Master is using me. I will try it.

I hear the door.

He is home.

He is moving about the house, I can hear him.

He is upstairs.

I am waiting for him, wanting him to release me. It has been hours.

He comes downstairs; I can hear him in the kitchen.

I am breathing quickly, arms, legs, pussy, arse, breasts have all come to life and are paining me. I want to call him, I can't.

He enters to room, stands in front of me and looks at me.

‘I have purchased you some items Sub.'

I nod.

‘I have put them on the bed for you to try on and show me later on this evening.'

I nod again. Eyes are wide as I plead with him to release me.

He leaves the room. I jerk and wriggle in my restraints to alert him to my plight.

The dildo in my arse moves, rubbing against the one in my pussy. This presses on my clit, which makes me jerk again. My breasts bounce up and down, clamps jangling and pulling on the nipples.

My legs are cramping again, pulled upwards and spread wide, almost meeting my wrists at the rings on the wall where they are cuffed.

I can hear him in the kitchen again.

Soon he returns, and I continue to wriggle and moan at him.

‘Silence.'

I stop and am silent, panting hard into the gag. Trying to think of the alphabet but my mind is racing.

He brings the milking machine over to me, unclamps my breasts with a loud squeal from me, and massages them roughly. He connects me to the machine, and the sucking on them sends me into orbit. My pussy is leaking and again I try to recite the alphabet under my breath to take my mind off the sensation, I can't remember it, the feelings that are all over me are too much.

Master leans down and removes the dildo from my pussy. He also removes the one from my arse, giving me some comfort as I rest on my cheeks, still restrained.

He rubs his hand between my legs, I can feel him part my pussy lips, and push the ice inside. I scream out into the gag and jerk around again. Another piece of ice rests against my arse. Again I scream at him but he produces his riding crop and waves it near my face. He cracks it onto his hand.

‘Stop it, or you will get this.'

I moan again. The ice is burning me.

‘Suck it in. You are not getting off on the machine suckling you, so I thought I'd cool you down a bit.'

I am crying, the ice is painfully cold inside my stretched pussy and I am uncomfortable with the pressure of the machine.

The milking continues for about fifteen minutes more as Master removes the ice, rubbing it along my pussy lips and around my arse cheeks as I involuntarily jerk about from the freezing sensation on my tender skin.

He removes the machine, there is about 30mls of milk and he is pleased. My breasts are sore as they hang down, nipples protruding and tender.

Master returns to me, signaling for me to be quiet, he removes the gag, massaging my head and caressing my face as he removes his trousers and underwear. He leans my head back, straining my arms and legs even more as he presents his cock to my mouth.

‘Open.'

I open my mouth and receive him. Slowly and tenderly he probes in and out of my mouth, his manhood growing longer and harder with each stroke. Deep down the back of my throat he slowly enters me, my lips tighten and squeeze as he withdraws before thrusting again. The pace quickens, thrusts are harder and more forceful. He is holding my hair, keeping my head still as he fucks my face without resistance. I close my eyes and enjoy. This is painless and pleasing to both of us.

He withdraws and sits.

Moving close to me, kissing my face gently as his erect cock presses between my legs. His fingers find my pussy and enter. The clit clamp still in place, I moan loudly as he pushes inside me.

He lifts me off the ground with his fingers still inside me; sliding quickly forward he lowers my arse onto his cock in one movement. I gasp and groan again.

‘Ohh, Master…'

He kisses me again, passionately on the lips as he begins to thrust inside me. His kisses are harder, hands on my breasts, kneading, twisting and pinching as he fucks my body.

His mouth finds my nipple, he sucks hard on it, fucking harder and harder, pushing me up and down with his arms under my thighs.

My clit is ready to explode; every nerve is on fire as I pant to him.

‘Please.. Master…Ohh Goodd..'

He is biting on my nipple, grunting with his thrusts, leaning his body back to get maximum penetration, stretching my nipples as he alternated between them, sucking and biting on their tender skin.

His hand finds my pussy and the clit clamp.

He presses it hard and I cry out. Pressing harder and harder as I scream loudly, he explodes inside me, pumping and pumping his seed deep inside my arse while I writhe under his touch on the clit clamp. Milk drips from my breasts onto my stomach.

My head hangs, Master slumps against me, panting in unison as we recover.

He lifts me up, moves back from me, stands and leaves the room.

‘Mmmaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssttteeeeeeeerrrrrr.' I scream behind him.

‘Please….Maasstteerr.' I sob.

There is silence.

I wait, crying, restrained and painfully straining against the wall in the dungeon.

It seems like an eternity before he returns, showered and dressed.

He unties my legs, lowering them gently to the floor before releasing my arms and lifting me onto the massage bed.

‘You have fifteen minutes to recover.

Yes master.' I whimper to him.

I lie on the bed, moving my arms and legs slowly as circulation returns to them. My clit is throbbing hard, I sit myself up, rubbing arms and legs massaging muscles to assist them to recover.

Master returns.

‘Lie down.'

I obey him immediately.

Legs apart, finger yourself quietly.

I part my legs wide and reach two fingers down into my pussy. I bump the clit clamp and gasp, but plunge the fingers inside me quickly.

Master reaches over and releases the clamp; I bite hard, breathing inwardly hard to mask the stinging pain.

‘Cum now, you have 30 seconds, no noise.'

I immediately reach for my clit with my free hand. I rub it gently at first, then harder and harder as my fingers plunge deep inside. One leg raised in the air I massage myself, grunting deeply and as quietly as possible before the orgasm hits. Master holds my leg and watches as my juices squirt from my clit while I continue to work my pussy with my other hand. My toes curling time and time again as each wave hit me, juices squirting like a fountain while Master watched. My back arches with each wave, breathing deeply I strain from making noise as I drift away.

I finish and collapse on the bed.

‘Sub. You are to go and shower immediately. Wait for me in the bedroom, standing at the foot of the bed.‘

‘Yes Master.' I pant quietly, lifting myself up from the bed and stepping onto the floor with wobbly legs and light head.

The shower was hot and soft on my skin. I washed my hair and soaped my body under the hot steamy water. I massaged my breasts, rubbed my pussy and arse and treated my body with oils and creams.

Once showered, I returned to the bedroom, standing at the foot of the bed and waited for Master.

He appeared shortly afterwards and proceeded to open the many bags on the bed.

He had me model everything for him. Bras for everyday wear, soft and lacy in white and neutral colors. Maternity bras with clips on the cups that open in the front. And tight fitting fetish bras, exposing the nipple and pushing the breasts up high, all with matching underwear.

He purchased track pants and jumpers, as well as other items for me to wear about the house and on outings during the cooler months.

There was a long woolen coat fully lined and exquisitely finished off, as well as jeans, skirts and blouses. He also purchased thigh high boots, black with very high heels, jogging shoes and some comfortable pumps.

I paraded all items as he requested. He tested the maternity bras, unclipping the cups and nibbling my nipple, satisfied that he had made the correct choice.

Once we finished, Master moved to the lounge, signaling for me to kneel at his feet.

I obeyed his command, kneeling, head down, legs spread wide, displayed for him.

He read for a while, sipping at his drink, suddenly he rose from his chair and went upstairs. He returned and sat down.

‘Present nipples.'