Next morning I woke early. Master was stirring beside me and soon he nuzzled against me. My arse and pussy were tender, but recovered. My nipples were swollen and sore, full of milk and ready for milking.
Master released me and we showered. I sucked him to hardness and allowed him to fuck my mouth hard and long in the shower. He was firm with me, pushing me against the wall and down to the floor. I knelt in front of him, bringing his cock to attention with my hands and mouth, then allowing Master to dictate the rhythm with my hair firmly in his grasp. He plunged deep into my throat, tilting my head backwards as he stood over me, allowing his cock to gain deep access. My back firmly against the shower wall, I had nowhere to move and obeyed him dutifully. He came hard, my head at ninety degrees to my shoulders, hair firmly in his grasp.
After we showered and I assisted Master to dress, we moved downstairs for breakfast.
I stood beside his chair and waited for him to milk me. As he pulled my breasts down, he announced that he had to go away for a few days on business. He began to squeeze my nipples hard, milk squirting into his bowl as he told me that I would not be going with him, but there would be certain requirements of me while he was gone.
I was silent, I could tell that he was in no mood for me to question him, so I took my seat and waited for his signal to eat my breakfast.
We ate in silence. Master then directed me to the dungeon to milk and wait for him.
I scurried away, the milking machine was set up already and as I attached it I began to wonder what plans he had for me.
The machine was pumping my breasts when Master came inside.
He checked the quantity and removed the pump, sounding his approval at the progress that I have been making.
‘As I said, Sub. I am going away for three nights.’
‘I will be leaving in two hours, and I want to leave you with your instructions.’
‘You will have company while I am gone, I have arranged for three friends to come and spend a night each with you. You will refer to each of them as Master’
‘Y.e..ss Master.’ I was worried.
‘You will obey them without question, they will use you, fuck you, punish you, hurt you but not permanently scar you.’
‘Y..e..ss Master.’ Now I was scared.
‘During the day your stand-in Master will leave you instructions and you are to carry them out to the letter. You are not permitted to leave the house. You are not permitted to dress unless instructed.’
‘Y..e.ss Master.’ Now I was beginning to cry.
‘You are to milk in the mornings as usual, provide him with milk on request, cook for him and naturally service any guests that he may bring to the house.’
‘Please Master… Please let me stay here alone..’ I cried. I could barely comprehend that he was leaving me in the hands of others.
‘Silence Sub;- YOU do not have a say, YOU will do as I ask, and lets begin with the dildo chair as a reminder that I own you, and you are here to please me.’
‘Yes Master, I am very sorry.’ I sobbed at him.
He roughly collared me, handed me a gag and pushed me towards the chair.
I made my way to the chair. It had been many weeks since I sat on it, the dildo looked huge and I was hesitant. I placed the gag in my mouth and tied it behind my head.
‘As you can see, this is a large dildo, you will need the stretch over the next few days so stand over it and lube it with your pussy.’
I stood on the foot rails and guided my pussy over the dildo, it was enormous, long and thick, stretching my pussy as I moved up and down to lubricate it. My mind was racing.
‘Enough, Turn around so that I can see your arse, arms on the back of the chair and hang on.’
I obeyed, turning on the steps so that I faced away from him, readying myself for the flogging that I knew was coming.
The whip cracked loudly and struck me hard. I lurched forwards, knees digging into the frame of the chair as the second crack hit me. Crack after crack thrashed into my arse cheeks, thighs and hips. I was sobbing, clenching onto the chair as hard as I could to prevent myself from falling.
He finished the thrashing and stroked the welts that he had left. He slid his fingers into my pussy and lubed my arse with the juices.
‘Turn around and sit down Sub.’
Slowly I turned with his help and guided my arse onto the dildo. The stretching of my sphincter was intense; the pain was agonizing as I lowered myself slowly down. It seemed to go on forever, finally impaling me as my muffled screams rang through the room.
Once I was impaled to his liking, Master cuffed my arms to the top of the chair above my head and my legs to the adjustable steps, spreading them wide.
He pulled a stool over and sat in front of me as I tried to adjust to the sensations that I was feeling. He had some chain in his hands and reaching up he clipped an end to the rings on either side of my collar. He then held up tow harsh looking nipple clamps and proceeded to pinch and pull on my nipples so as to attach them. They were tight and painful, making me wriggle on the dildo and throw my head back in pain again. The clamps were heavy, pulling my nipples downwards, but Master shortened the chain so that when I lifted my head, it pulled them upwards causing me even more pain.
He began to finger my pussy, my arse was fully impaled, causing my hips to slope backwards, effectively presenting my pussy in an upward direction. Slowly and gently he stroked my wetness, I began to relax under his touch, finding a place to rest my head without too much tension on my nipples. His rhythm increased and so did my arousal. I was no longer in pain, just uncomfortable, looking at his face as he stroked me I re-assured myself that I loved this man and would do whatever he wanted of me.
I closed my eyes, my clit was swollen, my juices were running and Master was masturbating me to orgasm. Slowly, gently, steadily he stroked my clit and inside my pussy, pressing against the dildo in my arse, rubbing his fingers against it from my pussy walls. The sensation was wild and my orgasm was building.
My hips began to move, I began to fuck the dildo to heighten my needs, my toes were tight, fingers numb, nipples jangled under the clamps and my mind was a fog as I humped up and down, Masters fingers fucking my pussy and the massive dildo in my arse. Oh God it felt so good… I wanted more and more inside me.
My orgasm came with a scream, I pounded my arse up and down, and Masters fingers pressed and stroked me hard, draining my juices and energy with every guttural grunt.
I slowed and relaxed, Master leant down and lapped my juices, kissing my swollen clit and lips before exiting the room and leaving me there.
I knew he would return soon.
He left me there, alone for what seemed to be hours, I was panting and sweating, waiting for him to release me. He hurried into the room smiling, returning to release my gag, signaling for me not to speak.
‘I am packed and ready to go. You will remain here until you are released. Have fun my sub.’
He leant forward and kissed me hard. Our tongues entwined and he stroked my head as he shared his passion. I didn’t feel the ice cube.
He pushed the cloth gag into my mouth and taped it in place. The tape stuck to my mouth and chin as he layered it on tightly. I was jumping up and down on the chair, unaware of exactly what was happening between my legs, it was painful and …cold… oh no, not the ice.
‘Mmmpphhhh.. uh..uh… Mmmppphhffttt’ I squirmed and pleaded with him.
‘I have put a large cube inside your hot pussy. Once it melts a little it will slide around nicely inside. You can vary the sensation of course by moving up and down on the dildo, oh, but then that will excite you and you will cum, so have fun my sweet Sub.’
I screamed at him as he walked out of the room, leaving me, jiggling up and down, my pussy slowly freezing and my arse stretching with every movement.
What was going to happen to me, who was coming and what would he do to me.??
I struggled on the chair for many hours. The ice cube was melting slowly, jammed inside my pussy that was frozen and painfully numb. My arse had also felt the effects of the ice from the inside, as well as the ramming up and down on the dildo, trying desperately to ease the pressure.
I didn’t hear the front door open, didn’t hear him walk to the dungeon but when he threw the door open, I froze. It was one of Masters friends, and I knew that he was there to use me. Me moved over to me with a smile on his face.
"Well, well. Don’t we look like we are enjoying ourselves.’
He leant forward and put his finger inside my pussy and laughed.
‘Its frozen solid in there, we might have to heat it up a little Sub. What do you think.’
I nodded gingerly, I had no idea what he meant by heating up my pussy and I was scared.
He walked around the room and returned with a small vibrator. He pushed it deep into my pussy and turned the buzzing on gently as he withdrew it from me. My head lolled back, my pussy was numb yet ultra sensitive and the vibrations were wonderful.
Slowly he pushed it in and out of me, stopping periodically to turn the vibrations up, lifting me off the dildo with each thrust as they became harder. I began to moan as the tingling sensations returned to my pussy, moving my hips with him as he vibed me.
Soon I was grunting, he was pounding it inside me, the buzzing up high, my pussy highly sensitized and orgasm building. I came hard and long, jerking and screaming into the gag as my juices flowed and he buzzed my clit hard as I bounced up and down.
"Stop. That is enough.’ He yelled at me harshly, withdrawing the vibrator and slapping my face hard.
‘You have cum enough, stop now.’
I was panting and looking at him through stunned eyes, my face stinging from the blow. The orgasm disappeared immediately and I fell silent.
He released my legs and arms from the cuffs, instructing me to leave the gag in my mouth. He helped me off the dildo and roughly walked me into the bathroom on the ground floor.
‘Wash up, I don’t want you all sticky down there.’ I nodded and proceeded to shower myself while he watched.
After my shower, we moved to the kitchen where he ordered me to make him his lunch and a drink.
I was not permitted to eat with him; he allowed me to drink some water and informed me that I would eat later, providing I had pleased him.
My arse was sore, stretched and tender as I moved about the kitchen, nervously contemplating what he had planned for me.
He was out on the patio where I served him and stood in silence.
He ate the sandwich that I had made him and relaxed back in the chair taking in the view.
After about ten minutes, he signaled to me to lay on the table in front of him, on my back, arms above my head and legs spread.
I obeyed, the cement table was cold as I clambered up, lying on my back and spreading my legs at his face level.
He continued to drink and look around as I lay there on display for him.
Finally I felt his fingers begin to stroke my inner thigh and legs, gently moving their way to my pussy, where my lips were spread open and fingers gently inserted.
For five to ten minutes he felt, stroked and examined my pussy, exploring deep inside me, at times I felt like I was at the doctors. I had no idea what he was planning.
At no stage did he touch my clit or attempt to stimulate me, and the sensations were confusing.
He stood and walked away from the table, I continued to lie there, not moving a muscle until he instructed me.
He returned to me, standing at my head he pulled me so that I hung over the edge of the table. He reached down and ripped the taped gag from my mouth with a single tug, causing me to screech with pain as my lips, chin and cheeks were torn.
He stepped closer and I noticed that he was naked, his cock appeared and was forced into my mouth. It was huge and I had little time to ready myself for it as he plunged it deep into my throat.
I panicked a little, moving my arm upwards to steady myself, only to feel the crack of the crop when it landed hard across my breasts as he continued to thrust. I jumped and winced, mouth full of cock, snorting through my nose as he thrust harder and harder.
In between thrusts, he cropped my breasts, stomach and pubic mound hard, showing me little mercy, ramming harder and harder into my mouth. I struggled to remain still as he whipped and fucked me. His cock grew and grew, I was terrified that I would choke, so closing my eyes and blocking the pain of the whipping, concentrating all my energy and effort to sucking him. Finally he grunted and spurted his juice down my throat. It was like a river, thick and hot, copious amount of his spunk deep inside me, his legs shaking as he withdrew from me.
I remained in position, spread eagled on the table with my head hanging over the edge.
I scrambled off the table and stood facing him with my eyes cast down.
‘Go to the cage and wait for me.’
I moved across the garden to the metal cage. Master had made the cage adjustable so that I could be lying, seated or standing inside it. Soon he joined me there, he had many pieces of rope with him and a bag similar to the one that Master keeps his toys. He began to adjust the cage walls ready of me to be locked into a tight sitting position.
He cuffed my ankles and wrists together behind my back before guiding me inside the cage. He checked my collar was firmly secured and attached the lead to it. He gagged me with the rubber ball gag from the dungeon and secured it firmly.
I struggled inside, my legs bent sharply upwards, and back bent over so that my head was between my knees. I wriggled for comfort as he moved to secure the walls back into place, preventing me from moving at all. The bottom of the cage was lined with strips of thin carpet around the edges, leaving clear access to my pussy and arse holes as they bulged through the 2-3inch square wire gaps.
He walked around the cage, checking that I was secured. He told me to put my arms up higher, grasping the cuffs and clipping them to the roof of the cage. This bent my back and shoulders down further but he reached inside, took the lead attached to my collar and pulled it upwards forcing my head upwards and tightly secured it to the top of the wire. He pulled each ankle apart, clipping the cuffs to the side of the cage and then threaded rope through the wire, around each knee and tied it off to the side of my prison.
My legs were spread apart, pussy gaping wide open as I sat quietly trying to remain composed.
I was virtually immobile and at his mercy. He reached in and pulled each breast hard, pinching and twisting each nipple cruelly as I tried to muffle my screams behind the gag.
He seemed pleased with me, stepping away to admire his handiwork.
The cage was secured to four metal stakes by heavy chains. The chains were adjustable so that the angle of the cage could be altered. He moved around the cage, unclipping and altering the chains so that I was now hanging at a 45degree angle, my pussy and arse facing him, head now resting back on my arms, hooked on the wire, looking at the blue sky overhead, his tools and preparation now totally out of my vision.
I could hear him rummage in the bag that contained his toys. I was now breathing quickly in anticipation of what was to come, my toes were cramping, my shoulder muscles were numbing and my arse was sore from the wire digging into it.
He began to feel my pussy, inserting 2 fingers, moving them deep inside me as my moisture revealed itself. He pushed another finger in, then another, pushing hard and deep inside me as I moaned and panted hard. He pulled his fist out and spread my juices down to my arse, easily inserting two fingers into my stretched hole, stimulating me once again.
The butt plug that he inserted was huge, he pushed it deep inside as I groaned deeply, biting into the gag as it stretched me and forced its way inside my arse. I knew that my pussy was next, he pushed the vibrator deep inside me, I groaned again, pressing his finger on my clit me moved the vibe in and out as I snorted and groaned in my gag.
‘Do not cum Slut, you are not worthy until I say so.’
I moaned loudly, shaking my head to plead with him to stop.
‘UNDERSTAND?’ He boomed at me.
I jumped with fright, nodding my head and totally losing all stimulation for a split second.
He was still pumping, still rubbing my clit as I struggled hard to hold the orgasm off.
Finally he stopped, leaving me panting quickly, holes full with the plug and vibe as he began to reach inside and pull and pinch my nipples again. He was very rough, pulling them out hard, stretching them like never before, causing some small drops of milk to ooze out.
‘Huh, the old cow is leaking hey… better put a stop to that.’ He laughed at me, disappearing from my sight, only to return with two huge nipple clamps. The secured each one, tightening them until I screamed with pain as each nipple was crushed, then threading the chain from them upwards, pulling my nipples tight and securing the chains to the wire.
The pain was excruciating.
I was crying, panting and trying to remove myself from the pain. I could feel him touching my body in various places, sticking things to me near my arse, under each breast, near the nipple that was stretched. Next I felt the clamps on my pussy lips. They were attached firmly, he took a long time tightening and tugging on them to ensure that they were secure. I jumped and wriggled yet again to find comfort and as I waited for the weights to be attached, my mind was confused. What was he doing??
The weights came soon enough, they were moderately heavy, pulling my lips downwards and swinging at the slightest movement.
Next I could see his face. He was standing at my head and held up the control box.
‘I have wired you up for some stimulating fun.’
My eyes grew as I stared at him stunned.
‘Here is a test.’
I screamed for his mercy as the pulses hit my pussy lips, next a jolt cursed through my arse, followed by sharp needle like pain through each nipple.
I jumped and jerked in the cage but there was no way out. I screamed and screamed as the bolts of electricity hit me, never before had I experienced such pain.
He continued to shock me for what seemed like an eternity. I was spitting, sweating, panting and crying as shock after shock hit me.
He stepped closer to me and released the gag. Before I could take a breath, his hand firmly grasped my mouth.
‘Do not speak Sub. I will not permit you to speak unless I ask you a question.’
I nodded, eyes staring at him, terrified of what was coming next.
He reached down, took the lead of my collar and pulled it upwards until my face was jammed against the wire.
Leaning down he sneered at me.
‘Listen fuck-meat, I am going to have fun with you while I have the chance, you will pleasure me, or I will electrocute you until you are nearly dead, then bring you back, then repeat the process. Understand?’
I nodded slightly, not breaking his gaze, crying deep inside wishing that Master was here to protect me from this Monster.
For the next few hours, he continued to zap me. He varied the strength of the electricity depending on my performance. I was forced to suck him and rim his arse, he presented his feet to me and I licked them clean, in between each toe as he requested, all the while being cruelly jolted at his whim. He moved away and returned with a drink and food for himself, continuing with the torture while I was forced to hold objects such as his glass or pieces of fruit in my mouth until he was ready for them. Not once did I slip, I obeyed his every request while he tortured me. He even kissed me passionately, using the vibrator and plug to stimulate me more before continuing with the painful jolts.