All I wanted to do was sleep.

That night Master restrained me again. Tied tight and firmly against the end of his bed. This time though, there was nothing extra, just the ropes to my arms and legs. I managed to sleep soundly, almost feeling strange because I was not in pain or torturous discomfort.

I woke with a start when he touched my shoulder. He sat on the floor in front of me. Stroking my body, caressing my nipples and nibbling on them. I was squirming with desire.

His fingers lightly caressed my clit and I groaned.

‘Master….'

‘Hush.'

I bit my lip, his fingers gently, slowly entered me, sloshing on my juices as they withdrew and entered again. Slowly, gently he stimulated me until I was panting and unable to remain still.

He moved to my arse and entered with two lubricated fingers. Again I groaned loudly, the again removed and entered me slowly and gently, moving his body closer to me.

My head dropped back, eyes shut tight as I fought the sensations. His hands llifted me up and his cock entered my pussy easily.

‘Ohhh, ahhhhh.' I moaned as he thrusted slowly.

‘Do not cum Sub…'

‘No… ahh, ahhh, Master… ahh.'

He continued to slowly enter and withdraw from me, raising me up further he entered my arse…

‘Ohh, nooo… Master…' I moan quietly again.

‘Hush Sub. Be quiet when I say.'

I was nearing hysteria. His fingers stimulated my clit as his thrusts quickened. He pulled out of my arse and entered again, hard and fast. Fucking me hard as he pushed many fingers inside me.

I was screaming inside my head for him to hurry. Thrusting my hips as much as I could while he grunted and poled himself inside me.

Finally he came, hard and high inside me, his fingers pushing deep inside my pussy, withdrawing immediately as he came, leaving me wanting again.

He released my ropes and we showered. He took extra care to wash my holes, forcing me to open my mouth wide while he scrubbed it, then lying me on the floor of the shower, legs wide open as he scrubbed my pussy and arse also.

‘I want you to dress today. Black shelf bra, matching thong, tight white t-shirt and tight jeans with heels. I want you to have your hair styled and make up done and I will collect you at 12 O'clock. Be waiting in position at the stairs.

Until then you will remain in the dungeon, you will milk now and at 11am so that your breasts are empty.'

‘Yes Master.'

We ate breakfast and I milked as instructed. At 11am I milked again and left the dungeon to prepare myself. I had no idea what was happening today, the last day of my punishment.

Master arrived home promptly at 12 O'clock. I was waiting for him by the stairs as instructed.

‘Stand.'

I stood and faced him. He looked me up and down for a few minutes, pinching my nipples through my t-shirt and pressing his hand between my legs without saying a word.

‘Come with me. You will obey every instruction that you receive. The workmen are being rewarded for their work and you are the reward. I told them I was going to hire a whore for them to party with and you are it.'

The tears welled in my eyes as he took me by the arm and led me through the house. I was reluctant to walk and he was almost dragging me.

There were about 20 men waiting for me. They all whistled and cheered when we appeared, each with cans of beer in their hands and the BBQ was cooking in the corner.

‘Guys, this is my gift to you for the afternoon. She is well paid so have your way with her as you wish. Only one request, no marks or bruises please.'

They cheered again and Master turned and left.

One of the men took my hand and led me to the group.

‘Well, well, well… what a fine specimen of meat we have here boys… check that rack out… turn around darlin…'

I turned around slowly.

‘Bend over…'

I obeyed them and again they cheered.

‘Well I think its time to get rid of some of that gear don't you think? Get it off for us sweet-heart, give us a show as you show us what you got.'

I closed my eyes and began to dance, swaying my hips and moving my hands up and down my body I removed my t shirt to riotous cheers. The jeans followed, slowly undoing them, turning around and bending over as I slid the zipper open, then slowly turning again and lowering them over my hips.

Turning again I bent over and removed each leg of my pants over the shoes. The men crowded together to look at my arse and pussy lips, one or two of them venturing to touch me as my jeans came off.

Facing them in my bra and thong I continued to dance, touching my nipples and rubbing the outside of my pussy as they all leered at me.

The leader spoke again.

‘So whore… who do you want to fuck first, your choice.'

I blushed hard and looked at the ground, quietly answering.

‘You Sir.'

The men cheered again.

‘Well, get your pretty little arse over here then.'

He moved to where the table was and gestured for me to stand in front of him, facing the other men. He took my breasts in his hands from behind and squeezed them together tightly.

‘Get that thong off.'

I obeyed him as he released his cock from his pants, the men cheering again.

He pushed me onto the table and fumbled around between my legs, eventually pushing his cock inside me. After a few hard thrusts he blew his load into me and pulled out…

‘Lick me clean whore.'

I obeyed him, kneeling and taking his cock in my mouth, licking his cum from it.

The men went into frenzy and I found myself spread-eagled on the table. My arse, pussy and mouth were fucked and fingered continuously for hours. Occasionally I was flipped over and once one of the men sat me on his lap while he fucked me and I sucked another guy. They all feasted on me, large and small, thick and thin they rammed their cocks inside me, or roughly plunged their fingers deep into my pussy, pushing my legs wide open or back over my shoulders.

Master came and joined them. He simply watched as they fucked me and I remained composed throughout.

Truth be known they didn't hurt me at all, I was just humiliated.

The men began to tire of me and the fucking slowed down. The leader of the group took charge again, ordering me to kneel at his feet and suck his cock while he chatted. This then became the routine for another long period of time, the men would call to me and I would kneel at their feet and suck their cocks to arousal, then empty them.

Finally they finished with me. Master sent me inside to shower and wait for him in the dungeon.

I was exhausted and sore.

Was he happy with me? Had my punishment finished..

Only time would tell as I waited for him.

The shower brought me back to reality. Washing the smell and stickiness of all the men from my body made me feel better. Their breath smelled of the beer that they were rapidly consuming. Their juices were sour all mixed in together covering me from hear to toe.

I washed my hair until it felt soft and clean. I soaped my body allowing the water and suds to cascade down over my breasts, my tender nipples, over my arse cheeks and between my legs. Using the soft sponge, I cleaned my pussy and arse. Still tender from the pounding that it had received, the warm water and soothing lotion eased the pain.

My breasts were full. I wondered if I should milk them. No, I will wait for Master.

The sun was beginning to set on the day. The men were still outside, drinking the remainder of the beer that Master provided them, telling wild tales of their sexual prowess and conquests.

Master was with them, I could hear him laughing, I wondered what he was telling them. Did he tell them that I was his Submissive Servant, or did he leave them thinking that I was a cheap whore that he hired for the night?

What tales would he tell them; there are so many things that he could teach these men about Women and how to treat them. There was so much that he could tell them about Dominance and Sex, and punishing their woman to benefit them both.

I knelt on the mat and waited for him. It seemed like I was there forever, looking around the room, the equipment that was in there, the memories of my times in the room were flooding back to me.

My breasts were heavy with the weight of the milk. I pondered over whether I should milk or not, finally deciding that I should. I moved the machine over to the massage bed, sat on the bed, connected the machine and began to milk my breasts.

The sensation of the milking was stimulating me. The smells of the bath oils that I had used filled the room and as my senses grew so did my urges. The sucking felt so good, each long deep suck on my nipple sent zaps of electricity to my pussy.

I took it all in, laying on the bed comfortably with my eyes closed, breasts pumping in rhythm to release the pressure, spreading my legs slightly apart as the juices built..

I must have dozed off. The crop landed squarely between my legs onto my clit and I screamed with fright and pain as he cropped me for the second time.

‘Be still.'

I lay still on the bed, panting hard, pussy lips on fire and breasts still pumping with the machine.

‘Arms behind your head.'

I obeyed him tentatively placing each arm under my head as he turned the pumping machine off, leaving the tight suction onto my nipples. ‘Open your legs and hold them open.'

I gingerly opened my legs wide, gasping and trying to brace for the blow, straight onto my clitoris.

‘Aggghhhhhh..' I screamed out, clamping my legs closed.

‘Open them.'

Slowly, gingerly I opened them again, another blow was struck and another scream filled the room.

‘Hold them open or you will be sorry.'

I closed my eyes tightly. Clenched my teeth together hard and opened my legs wide.

Each thwack of the crop sent screams from my mouth. Unable to control the noise, I concentrated on holding my legs open for him as he belted my pussy lips, clit and inner thighs.

He hit me hard. Each stroke carefully measured and timed to catch me unaware.

The torture finally stopped and he moved away. The suction on my nipples was intense and they were turning blue inside the glass cups.

I couldn't see where he was, I could hear him moving about in the room.

I was crying, my legs still open for him, the burning pain still surging through me.

‘Stand.'

I gingerly moved from the bed and stood beside it. He moved over and gruffly removed the nipple cups, each one making a ‘pop' sound as the suction was released.

He twisted each nipple in his fingers roughly, returning the blood flow to them and causing me some more pain and discomfort.

The bands were tightly placed on each nipple, there were many of them and my nipple was crushed under the rubber tension.

He then placed the nipple harness on me. I had not worn it for many weeks now and as my breasts had grown the harness was tight around them. He pulled it up high so that my breasts were tightly squashed together and help up as high as they could go, almost under my chin. The bands were uncomfortable, my nipples swelling and turning dark purple very quickly.

‘Hands behind your back.'

I obeyed him immediately as he spun me around and placed the metal cuffs around my wrists. They were tight, I could barely move my arms at all in them which pleased him.

He roughly turned me to face him again.

The crop was in his hand and he cracked my right nipple hard. I screamed out with the pain and almost lost my balance as the second blow hit the left nipple.

‘Aggghhhh… please Master….. Aghhhhh.. Please…'

I pleaded with him as the blows rained on my nipples and breasts. My arms strained in the cuffs as I struggled to move out of line for the blows.

I was screaming and hysterical with the pain. Dancing on my toes as the cropping of my breasts continued for an eternity. My mind began to fog over and I staggered on my legs.

Master grabbed me by the arms and steadied me. As my eyes opened I looked at him and pleaded with him to stop.

He pulled me close to him, pressing my breasts into his chest, sliding one hand down between my legs and into my pussy. It was moist and inviting to him, I moaned as his fingers explored me and I sank further into his hold.

The pain from the earlier belting dissipated as he fingered me. Slow rhythmic movements were driving my mind wild standing there in his arms, my hips moved with him, breasts crushed and numb as he held me.

I could feel the orgasm build and knew he would stop, but he didn't. The juices were increasing, my breathing more labored and my legs weakened as the pressure to orgasm drew nearer.

He stopped, pulled his fingers out, leant down and bit hard on my nipple. First one then the other he sank his teeth into my flesh, biting and sloshing his saliva as I screamed yet again.

I wanted to cum but the pain stopped me. Each time he eased the pain on my nipple, he fingered me till the orgasm built and he bit me again to stop it.

Finally I collapsed. Waking in his arms as he carried me upstairs.

He stood me down at the foot of the bed frame.

Roughly pushing my head down he bent me over the rail and attached the handcuffs to the rope dangling from the top bar. He pulled it tight, my arms pulled up high behind my back, forcing me to bend further over the end of the bed. I stood on tiptoes as Master tied the rope off tightly.

As he stood behind me he stroked my skin, my flesh tingled under his touch, rubbing and stroking my arse and between my legs while I struggled to find comfort.

He moved away. He hadn't spoken a word to me, and while I was sure that the punishment was because I milked without permission, I wasn't totally sure that this wasn't part of the previous punishment.

He returned behind me and inserted the butt plug roughly. His aggressive approach pushed me hard against the rail of the bed end, twisting and grinding it until he was happy. I winced and bit my lip as he pushed the plug deep inside me.

He then pressed the vibrator against my pussy. It was bussing lightly and tingled my skin as he maneuvered it inside. It was large and filled my pussy hole, the end of it had a stimulator on it and he felt for my clit to position it. I was panting and struggling to remain still as he pressed it hard against my clit.

The murmur of the vibrator made it hard for me to stand still and keep it inside me.

Master returned to me with a rope in his hands. He tied it to the bed rail in front of my stomach and threaded it through my legs. Pulling it tight he attached it to the handcuffs behind my back. The rope pushed the plug and vibe deep inside me, raising me up further onto my toes as he tied the rope securely and adjusted the rope on my handcuffs so that it too was tight and allowed for no release.

It was hard to stand still. The vibe buzzed lightly inside me and against my clit, sending my sensations wild yet again.

Me head was bent over the end of the bed, breasts tightly bound in the harness and nipples constricted with the rubber bands.

Master moved onto the bed. He was naked as he knelt in front of my face. He took my head in his hands and lifted it up to look at him.

‘Again you test me. Sub.'

‘But Master I…..'

‘Quiet. I know what you are going to say. I know that your milking was overdue and I realize that you milk yourself when I am not here, that is why I have let you off severe punishment.'

‘Thank You Master.'

‘I was pleased with your efforts today. You take my physical punishments well, and the men were suitably entertained.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘Now, suck me to hardness and I will pleasure myself with you before sleeping. You will remain like you are throughout the night.'

‘Yes Master.'

His cock presented to me and I began to work on it. Master guided it around my mouth as I licked and suckled on the tip of his penis. It was not long before it was hard and he entered my mouth, thrusting slowly in and out as he pleasured himself.

The buzzing between my legs continued and I continued to dance on my toes.

The pace of his face fucking quickened and he was ramming it deep down my throat. I was preparing for his release when he pulled away and roughly grabbed my breasts.

Squeezing them hard together within the harness, he rammed his cock between them and began to fuck hard. I was yelping with the pain and pressure as he grunted and pistoned into me.

My nipples crushed by his hands and breasts squashed hard provided the pressure that he wanted as he came all over the front of me. He let his seed drizzle over my breasts and up onto my chin as I panted hard, trying to remain composed.

He sucked each nipple gently, rolling and squeezing it between his lips before removing the bands and pinching them both hard.

The orgasm almost came as the blood returned to them. I rose up further onto my toes and cried out as the pressure built and I almost tipped over the edge.

Master simply moved away and watched me as I struggled to regain composure.

He lay down, drew up the covers and settled in for the night.

I tried to relieve the pressure on my arms and legs but the ropes were tight and release was almost impossible.

My head hung down, the muscles in my arms, back and legs were numb as I tried to doze off. The vibrator buzzed against me all night, my clitoris stimulated for hours on end as I remained resilient and did not orgasm without permission once.

Master tossed and turned throughout the night. Once or twice he stirred, glancing at me as I hung at his mercy.

I saw the sun wake up and begin to stream through the window. I needed to be released, my body was in pain, my pussy was numb and my clit was sore.

Master stirred again. He lay there looking at me as I struggled to hold my head up, and moved slightly from one leg to the other.

He moved to the end of the bed. His cock was swollen and rock hard, I knew what was coming.

‘Open.'

I opened his mouth and took it all inside. He thrust his cock deep inside me, my gagging did nothing to stop him as he pushed deep inside me.

He reached up and tugged the rope that was through my legs and I yelped as the insertions moved inside me.

His hands found my nipples and pulled them hard. He used them to lever his cock in and out of my mouth, stretching my nipples with every thrust.

My pussy was on fire, the vibrations seemed to have ramped up and my clit was thumping.