It is the first day of our holiday. Master wakes in a happy mood, we are packed and ready to go, it's about an hour's drive to the airport, then a 2hr flight to our destination. A week of sun and relaxation with some fun and training thrown in I'm sure.

Master releases me and inspects my breasts and nipples. We shower, I suck his hardness and he cums deep inside me after some fast plunges into my throat. It is never the same when I suck him, never boring, never tedious and never too long before he releases. We only have a quick drink before dressing and leaving for the plane. We will grab a bite at the airport, then lunch on the plane. Master checks outside, the sun is shining and clear blue skies signal a perfect day.

Master has dressed me in white. White lace push up bra, white blouse; - see thru of course, white skirt; - short and lightweight and white medium heels. No underpants naturally. He banded my nipples tightly before I put on my bra. The cab arrives. He places the luggage in the boot (trunk) before opening my door and seating me in the back of the cab. He leans and whispers to me before closing my door. ‘Tweak your nipples, I want them standing out.' I obey immediately. Pinching and twisting my nipples under the bra so that they stand out even more than they already are. My breasts are still swollen from the binding last night. Master climbs into the front seat and we are off on holidays.

I continue to play with my nipples intermittently until we arrive at the airport. Master pays the cab driver, opens my door and I step out. I glance at the seat, noticing the wet stain that I have left behind and smile to myself. Master removes the luggage and we make our way to check in. Once the formalities are over we grab a snack and wait in the lounge for the boarding call. We are only sitting for 15 minutes when the call comes and we line up to board the plane.

Master stands close behind me, the excitement is driving me wild, it makes my nipples stand up even more and I am sure everyone is watching. We move into the cabin, and find our seats against the window and center again, Master guides me into the window seat and he settles in beside me once he has placed his bag in the locker over-head. He is smiling at me; we buckle up and settle back for the flight.

The plane is barely in the air when Master leans over and rubs his hand between my legs. I am very wet, and his fingers easily slide along my pussy lips. He pulls my right leg over towards him and I open them up wide for him, his fingers push further inside me, I lean my head on his shoulder as he explores my wetness. He pushes hard, at least three fingers are deep inside me as I hold my breath and clench my hands. He pulls out, licking his fingers of my juices and settling me back in my seat. I try to calm my breathing, looking out the window I feel his arm across my chest, his hand sliding inside my blouse as he searches for my nipple. His fingers find my left breast and release the nipple over the top of my bra. He tugs it and pinches it as I bite down on my lip. The steward moves along the aisle asking if we need drinks, Master waves him on as his hand continues to explore. My arms are by my side, legs still open but with Master leaning over me, all that is visible from the aisle is my head. He finds and releases my other nipple. He pulls and twists it as well and I bite again on my lip. Master sits back, removes his jacket and lays it across my lap. He reaches into a pocket removes and pushes the silk cloth in my mouth. I close my lips together hard, knowing that this can only mean one thing. Master reaches into the jacket again, producing a medium size black butt plug. It is rubber and not detected by security. He places his arm behind my lower back, hand towards my cheek and lifting my arse slightly off the seat he pushes the plug under me. I try to assist without making any noise and after some forcefulness, my arse is jammed full and I am panting quietly into the gag. Again he reaches into the jacket. This time he hands me a dildo. It too is rubber, feels reasonably solid and it is huge. Not only is it long, but very wide as well and I am aghast as Master places it in my hand and pushes my hand under the jacket.

He pulls my head over gently and whispers in my ear.

‘You are to fuck yourself now Sub. There is to be no noise.. but do not cease until I tell you. If you feel the urge to orgasm, stop for 5 seconds and start again.' I stare at him eyes wide open. ‘If I do not feel you are going hard enough, then I will assist you.'

He pinched and twisted my nipple hard, as I squealed under the gag. I slowly reached under the jacket and under my skirt. My pussy was well lubricated as I shuffled it towards the edge of the seat and began to insert the dildo. It was very wide and I had to push in and out a few times before it finally moved inside me. I gasped as the huge, hard object pushed inside me, touching against the butt plug as I gently guided it inside. I pulled it outwards; the sensations flooding over me were electric. Master was watching as my eyes rolled back and I breathed deeply through my nose. Again I inserted the monster cock and pulled it out, slightly quicker. Master pinched and twisted.. I rose on my seat with a start, my ‘ouch' muffled by the gag.

‘I said fuck yourself, now do it.' He growled at me. I rammed the cock deep inside me and pulled it out. My hips rose up off the seat as I rammed it in again and again. After creating a rhythm I could feel that the orgasm was building, so I stopped for a break, counted 5 and started again. Faster and faster I pushed it in and out, hearing my juices squelching as they leaked out. Three or four times I started and stopped, my heart beating almost out of my chest, terrified that I would be caught. Master was leaning across the whole time, one arm around my shoulders, the other inside my blouse.

I stopped again when the orgasm was almost on me, Master pulled my head close again.

‘Push it right in Sub.' I obeyed, and he kept whispering into my ear… ‘Do it…pull it out and push it again… Ohhh….. yeahhh, it is building up inside you my Sub… you can feel it… keep fucking yourself, in and out…. that's right, faster Sub… faster…' I obeyed him, pumping faster and faster as my muscles tightened and I was on the edge. I stopped again. He grabbed a nipple and twisted hard. ‘Come on Sub… you can do it, keep fucking my sweet Sub… keep going…. Faster, come on… faster I said..' he was almost growling at me, his voice deep and soft. He was twisting so hard while he was talking to me I was losing total control of where I was. My body was jerking, I was thrusting the huge wide cock deep inside and out then deep down again as he encouraged me. I moaned loudly as the orgasm came, he pulled my head down onto his chest, continuing to twist and pull on each nipple, stifling my moans and hiding my convulsions as the waves hit me.. My juices poured out, the seat was soaking wet under me as my body went limp against his chest and I heaved for breath. He held me for a few seconds before gently tucking my nipples under my bra, leaving just enough of the darker skin showing while the bound points of my nipples tried to push their way through the material. ‘Leave it inside you.' He stopped my arm as I went to remove the dildo. I obeyed, pushing it inside me and sitting up on the seat. The plug and the dildo were pressed together inside me, my pussy was swollen and numb from the fucking that it just received, but the moisture remained.

Master ordered us drinks as the mainland came into view. I gathered myself together, leaning back in my seat and trying to relax. It was very hard to sit and look calm while my holes were full as Master wished. He took the gag and slipped in back into his pocket. ‘We are almost here sub, reach into my jacket, there is a thong for you to wear, put it on and leave your friends in their place until we are at the motel.' I obeyed him, sliding the thong over my legs and under my arse, making sure that the plug and dildo were secured by the thin piece of material between my legs. We finished our drinks; and prepared for the landing. The coast was spectacular from the air and just as stunning when we were on the ground. The air was clear, sun shone and the temperature was warm as we left the terminal. I was finding it awkward to walk, but Master led me along by the arm, leaving me no time to think about my posture, or the people staring at my nipples. The cab dropped us at our resort and from the outside it was stunning. Huge palm trees lined the driveway. The foyer was all marble, ceiling fans whirred overhead and the smartly dressed attendants carried our bags to our 2nd floor room. Master scooped me in his arms and stepped inside the room. Moving to the bed, kissing me softly he lowered me onto my back, and lay on top of me. I opened my legs for him as his body pressed down on me, his hands exploring my body as we writhed together in a tangle of passion. Master undid my blouse and pulled my bra upwards. My breasts popped out and his mouth engulfed them as his hand moved down to my thong, swiftly removing it and throwing it aside. He nibbled one bound nipple then the other, removing the butt plug and unzipping his pants without losing momentum. I lay there, arms spread out and eyes closed enjoying the sensual love making from my Master. He knelt up between my legs, I opened my eyes to see his cock hard and glistening poking from his trousers which were creased at his knees. He put his hands under my thighs and lifted them upwards, pressing on the dildo inside my pussy as he did. He rested my ankles on his shoulders as his fingers traced my engorged pussy lips and down to my gaping arse. He entered me gently and slowly, holding my legs tight and leaning forwards, as he pushed his cock inside my bowels, looking me straight in the eyes as he fucked me. I was numb, he fucked my arse erotically, seemingly gentle, but yet hard and fast, grunting and groaning as his pleasure built.

‘Sub.. remove the bands'… he puffed between thrusts. I obeyed, lurching my hips as the painful rush of blood seared through my nipples. ‘Tweak…uhh…uhh…tweak…' He panted at me between thrusts. I reached my nipples and twisted them both many times, moaning and thrusting with him before he came hard inside me. Arching my back with the wonderful sensation of his warm gift, and my tender swollen nipples. ‘Agghhhhhh… Ohhhh… my….. godddd…' He screamed out, thrusting the last of his juice into me and collapsing into my arms. Dinner was served at 7 in the dining room, so we had to shower and prepare for our first meal at the resort. I was elated, Master was happy and we were clearly in love.

After dinner, we return to our room. The drapes are drawn; candles burn on the dresser and soft music is playing through the sound system. Master orders me to undress as he pours us a drink. I obey immediately. He hands me my glass of wine and gestures for me to sit with him on the couch. I sit close to him; we sip our wine quietly, soaking the atmosphere of the room. The scent from the candles is soft and so romantic. I find my mind drifting off to this afternoon and the frantic love making that we had before dinner. It seemed like it was hours ago, my senses are piqued again, and the wine relaxing me, the presence of Master is also stimulating me. I finish my wine, Master is still sipping his and as I place me glass on the table he reaches his hand behind my head, pulls it to him and kisses my cheek gently. ‘Kneel before me Sub. Present your nipples.' I drop to the floor in front of him; my arms are behind my back as I push my nipples forward to him. He takes both nipples and pinches them together. Pinching and pulling them hard as I strain to remain in my position kneeling in front of him. He begins to band them one at a time. The bands are tight and there are many of them. My nipples strain under the tight rubber constrictions, but when he is finished he gives them one last twist each. He sits back and admires his handiwork. ‘I have decided to change your sleeping position. You will have noticed that this bed does not have posts, so I have had to make some adjustments.' ‘Yes Master.'

I remain kneeling while he stands and moves towards the bed. He takes out the cuffs and ropes and moves around the bed attaching rope to each corner and placing the cuffs on top of the bed. ‘Here sub.' I stand and walk over to him. He pulls back the covers and orders me to lie on the bed. This time, I am to lie facing him, my back facing outwards. I obey him, laying on my right side facing the center of the bed. Master places the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. He clips my wrists together and places them under the pillow at my head. Pulling the bed away from the wall, he ties the rope tightly to the center leg at the head of the bed. This pulls me slightly towards his side, so he loosens the rope and pulls it through the center leg, back through my cuffs and down to the outer leg of the bed. He pulls my shoulder through so that I am lying more towards my stomach. He ties off the rope. My right nipple is squashed and hurting as I wriggle to find a comfortable spot. Master moves to the foot of the bed, he stuffs a pillow under my thighs, raising my arse upwards slightly as he pulls my right leg to the far corner of the bed, causing me further onto my stomach and I squeal out with the pain. My left leg is tied off to the center leg of the end of the bed. I am virtually flat on my stomach. My head is squashed into the pillow, turned to face Masters side of the bed. He removes the pillow, gags and masks me as I still squirm to find comfort.

The first whack hit me with a loud crack. I stopped dead, holding my breath as more and more rained down on me. I had no idea what he was using to whip me, but the stings were intense and the whacks were numerous. I bit into my gag and muffled my screams as they continued to rain down on me, my bum cheeks, thighs, between my legs, my feet, my claves were all thrashed over and over for a long time. He stopped and rubbed my red skin, his fingers exploring my sopping wetness and fingering my hot arse. I could feel his breath, blowing on me, soothing and cooling the welts. He began to lick me, my arse and leaning down his head pressed between my legs as my hips rose slightly to meet him. He licked at my juices, I strained for him to go further but he did not. I was still sobbing softly, recovering from the thrashing he had dealt me. He stood and belted me some more, these were slower strokes, and the weapon felt larger, perhaps a paddle, but the pain was still intense. My arse was going numb, the welts were taking more and more pain as he lashed at me, I just lay there, bound tightly to the bed, my nipples tortured under my weight as Master had his way and his pleasure with my body. I wanted him to stop the pain, I wanted him inside me and as if reading my mind, he stopped. He moved away and I felt nothing, heard nothing except my heavy breath as I groaned into the gag, desperate for him to continue. The bed is wet under my head where I have dribbled from the gag. My pussy feels swollen and engorged, my clit is hard and hurting from the need to explode, how I want him to do something, but still nothing. I wriggle a bit, moan out for him, pull against my cuffs and force my nipples even harder into the bed. Nothing. His hand strokes my cheeks gently and I become still. He rubs the oil over my cheeks in a circular motion, teasingly close to my crack, gently brushing a finger down as he continues his massage. Deeper and deeper he rubs, a finger moves closer and closer to my wetness before finally sliding under and entering my pussy. I groan loudly as he presses my clit and rubs it hard. My hips want to move, but I remain still, he thrusts his fingers in and out of me, rubbing hard and without my knowledge he lubricates the medium butt plug. His rubbing increases in pace and the orgasm builds inside me. My breath is faster and deeper, my hips quiver in anticipation and with one thrust he plunges the plug inside me. I lurch forward on the bed screaming loudly, rubbing my nipples hard against the sheet as Master takes his fingers away from my pussy moves the plug in and out of my arse and moves away. I squirm violently, my arse is up on the pillow, and I want to cum badly. I am screaming to him, but he ignores my pleas and makes his way to his side of the bed. I feel him get onto the bed, I am panting hard, wanting an orgasm, my head reeling from the plug firmly rammed inside me without notice, my nipples numb with pain and my arse still feeling as if it is on fire. Master leans over to me. ‘Stop moving, suck it in, I want to rest. Goodnight Sub.' I moan again, desperately trying to slow my breathing, panting hard but quietly as master made himself comfortable. Eventually I doze off, but Master moves during the night and I wake with a start. My breasts are agonizing, I am sure this must be doing me some damage with my nipples tightly bound and squashed under me. I was deeply asleep when he woke, the first I felt was his firm hand on my shoulder, pushing it upwards while his other hand rubbed my breasts. They hurt and I squealed with the pain. He rubbed hard, not speaking, just breathing heavily as I let out my tine squeals under the gag. I wondered if it was morning, my arms were stretched out as he pushed my left shoulder further upwards and moved close. His mouth was sucking my nipples; he licked them, kissed them and then bit on each of them as I struggled to remain quiet. He pushed my shoulder down again and lay close beside me. His hand rubbed up and down my back, pressing my nipples against the bed hard, but I did not make a sound. He reached the plug in my arse and teasingly ran his finger around it. I held my breath and waited. His finger moved down further, my pussy was still swollen and ready from earlier and the pace of breath from me began to quicken.

Gently and slowly he fingered my pussy, I strained to move my hips but he was leaning on my back hard so I couldn't move. He didn't touch my clit, I was shaking with anticipation and desire, but he continued slow and gently strokes. My mind was going crazy as I mentally urged him to touch me. Again he rubbed around the plug, his fingers brushing over the top of it, gently pushing it deeper inside me. I groaned loudly for Master to fuck me but he just gently rubbed and stroked me until he rolled over, pressing his back against my body, and slept again. I slept again until Master stirred in the morning. Again rolling over close to me he pushed my shoulder. ‘Hold it up there. Stay still.' I strained to hold my left shoulder up as Master worked on my nipples again. He rubbed them hard causing me to squirm as the bands pulled against my skin. Twisting and pinching before again sucking and biting them he pressed his face into my chest, my arms straining against the ropes and cuffs that held me tight. Again he moved to my arse, this time, he took hold of the plug and thrust it in and out of me hard and fast. Without warning he was fucking me hard with the butt plug, moving to a kneeling position between my legs. He pulled the plug out and entered me hard. I moaned loudly, as my head is rammed against the wall and my nipples again squashed. Hard and fast he fucked my arse, pumping in and out of me many times before slowing and withdrawing. He undid my cuffs and ropes and roughly rolled me over. ‘Sit up.' I quickly sat on the edge of the bed. ‘Take your mask off.' I obey him, his voice is not happy and I am worried. ‘I am sick of you squirming and wriggling around when I am using your holes. They are MY holes remember.'

I nod. ‘Well, why do you move your arse around so much then, do I have to tie you tighter? Do I have to punish you even more Sub?' I shake my head no, tears have welled in my eyes and I am shaking as he speaks. ‘Stand. Turn and place hands on the bed. Do.. not.. move…' He moves around the bed and returns with his thick leather belt. He hangs it in front of my face before rubbing it against my arse. He doubles it and cracks the leather together before unleashing his anger on my rump. I push my feet hard onto the floor, clenching my toes and fingers so as to stand still. 20 straps later, my head spins and my arse is numb. Master throws the strap on the bed. ‘Come, shower me. At least I know you can do that properly. I will decide what we are doing today whilst in the shower, and next time I want to use you, you will be advised to behave. Hear?' I nod my head; tears are running down my cheeks freely now. I hate making Master angry, I will have to work harder for him. I remove the gag, we shower and I suck him. My arse stings under the water but Master does not notice. He is rough with me, pushing my head hard against his thrusts, I do not make a sound as I wash him and please him. We dress for breakfast, Master again chooses a tight outfit for me to wear, pink top and denim shorts. My nipples are still swollen and protruding, Master tweaks them before we leave the room so that I will gain maximum attention in the dining room this morning. Master chooses my light breakfast and we eat in silence. Returning to the room Master gestures for me to sit on the bed. ‘I am not pleased with you. Perhaps you are becoming too comfortable with me.' He moves about the room while I sit and contemplate his words. Master makes our plans for the day. We head down to the pool area where we both enjoy the cool water and bright sunshine. I am tired, I doze under the sun while Master reads and takes the occasional dip in the water. When I woke Master was gone from his seat. Looking about the pool deck I notice him talking with some other men and they are smiling at me. Lots of talking and nodding passes between them before Master returns, sitting in the sun lounge beside me. ‘I am going to play golf this afternoon, I need to relax.' ‘Yes Master. That is a good idea.' ‘Come with me up to our room.' I rose and followed him up to our room. My nipples and arse are still tender from last night and my mind still reeling from his earlier comments. It was awful for me to think that I had displeased him; I would have to make up for that and let him know how special he was to me. Once in the room Master ordered me to strip. He told me that I was not joining them for golf; I was to stay in the room and think about my actions of the night before, and ways to rectify them. ‘Move over her Sub. Present your nipples.' I move close to the bed in front of him and bend over so my breasts hang freely. He binds each nipple tightly, and then places the breast harness on me, pulling it tight around the base of each breast and tying it off behind my neck. It is much tighter than ever before and I grunt a little as he roughly pushes me into place. He pinches my nipples hard; urging the blood to flow to them, then slaps each breast many times causing them to swell. I know better than to make a noise at this point. Master is very serious and I dread to think what he has decided for me for the day. He gags my mouth with the ball gag. It is large and fills the whole of my mouth making breathing difficult and causing me to dribble a lot. He roughly turns me, cuffing my arms behind my back. ‘Kneel' I obey him, kneeling in front of him, arms tightly cuffed behind my back, legs slightly apart. ‘Head down.' I place my head on the floor, raising my arse high up in the air. Master is behind me; I can feel him standing there before the cold lubricant drizzles down the crack of my arse. The inflatable butt plug is one of his favorite toys, and he pushes it hard to enter my arse. Without any stimulation my arse is tight and the pressure of the intrusion causes me discomfort. I remain still as it enters me. He pumps the air into it as I again grunt loudly. First 2 then 3 pumps of air expand the rubber in my arse, stretching it wide. Next my pussy. Master also uses a dildo; this time it is the wide, long, hard one that I had to use in the plane. It is at least 4 inches wide, solid, 9 inches long and Master pushes it deep inside. He lifts my arse up high as he urges the dildo into my now wet pussy. I grit my teeth hard together, it hurts me slightly. My legs are wide apart, the intrusions have me stretched to my limits and I struggle to control my emotions. Master has never hurt me. He increases my levels of comfort and discomfort depending on what he wishes to achieve with me. When I have displeased him, my discomfort level is increased, teaching me to control myself more for him. Once my holes are full, Master moves away to inspect me. He pulls my head up so that I am kneeling upright. I am panting hard as my arse and pussy fight for the space between my legs.

‘Stand.' He takes my arm and pulls me to my feet. Again he pays my breasts attention, pinching and twisting my nipples while I dance on my toes. He reaches over to the bedside cupboard and produces the clamps. Placing one on each nipple he screws them tightly closed. I scream out as the pain curses through me, but he is expressionless. The heavy chain attaching them dangles freely from my nipples, dragging then downwards.

Master collars me. The collar is tightly placed around my neck, fastened at the back with the chain lead falling down my back. He turns me around, reaching through my legs gathering the chain from my nipples, he threads it between my legs, parting my pussy lips and pressing the chain against my clitoris, as well as the dildos, attaching it to the lead from my collar. Now if I move my head, I pull on my nipple clamps. ‘On the bed.' He pushes me back, lowering me to the bed, pulling on the chain as I sit on the edge. Master leans down and lifts my legs, swinging me onto the bed, rolling me onto my side with the one movement. I struggle for breath as my holes and nipples sting with the pressure on them, Master is rough with me, rolling me onto my side, pulling my hips through so that I am unable to roll onto my back. He places the cuffs on my ankles. I moan again as he pushes them close together and clips the cuffs tight. He threads the rope through the cuffs on my hands and those on my feet, pulling it tight so I am hogtied. The pressure on my body is immense. My legs are forced apart above the knees by the dildos, and then tied tightly at the ankles. He wraps another rope around the cuffs, pulling hard down to the leg of the bed behind me, and pushes the rope under my body to the opposite side, tying it off at the leg on the side that I am facing. He moves closer to me and wraps the scarf gag around my already gagged mouth. Then places the blindfold firmly around my eyes. I am trying to move, trying to voice me fear to him, but he is unmoved. Blinded, hogtied, silent and shivering I lay there, waiting and trying to relax my tight tortured muscles. Master moves away and inspects me. I lie on the bed, only able to move slightly as he inspects my binds. I am grunting behind my gag, breathing heavily through my nose as I try to maintain a relaxed state. ‘I am going to play golf for the afternoon.' ‘You will remain here and think about ways to be still whilst pleasing me. Enjoy yourself…….

Master leaves the room with a click of the door. I lay still, contemplating my bound, hogtied state as the door opens again…. ‘I forgot to tell you Sub….You may have a visitor or two while I am gone, you will do as they ask, actually you will have no choice my Sub, so enjoy and be enjoyed.' I hear the door close and he is gone. Lying on my side I wriggle my toes and fingers within my cuffs to keep the blood flowing. I lose track of the time, my fingers and toes are numb, and my holes are now stretched, comfortable around their intrusions.

The door lock clicks and I hear it open. I freeze, who on earth is this??? The person moves towards me, I can smell cigarette smoke, I know it is not Master. I can hear his breathing, heavy and fast as he moves towards me. ‘Mmmm, what have we here.' His voice was deep and heavily accented. He moves his hand over my body and I shiver under his touch. He touches my arms, legs, back and rubs his rough hand over my arse cheeks. He unties the ropes that hold me to the bed. Roughly pulling me by the cuffs towards the edge of the bed where he stood. My breasts are squashed under me as he roughly hauls me over. He leans and unclips the gag, pulling it away as I gasp for air. ‘Open' I open my mouth and take his cock. It is hard and oozing pre-cum as it enters my mouth, his hand guiding my head with his thrusts. Three or four times he thrusts into my mouth as I struggle to adjust to him. He does not cum, withdrawing from my mouth and pushing me roughly on my back. My breasts bulge upwards; he grabs the nipple clamps and pulls on them hard as I scream out with pain. Slapping my face hard, he growls at me.

‘Shut up Slut.' He kneels on the bed, legs either side of me. I whimper as he pushes my tits together and his cock between them. Thrusting he squeezes them tightly together, fucking my tits hard, pulling on the nipple clamps and the chain attached. He pumps and pumps grunting loudly, squeezing my tits until I think they are going to burst. They are swollen hard and sore.

‘Open' I open my mouth again as he rams into my throat, releasing his river of hot cum deep inside me. I cough and splutter as he squeezes the last drops out. ‘Lick it clean Slut.' I obey him, licking his cock clean as he plays with my nipple clamps again, pulling them hard, stretching my nipples sending waves of pain through my body. Just as I finish cleaning him there is a knock at the door. ‘Yes.' He calls out without moving. The door opens again and more men enter. The man with the accent seems to be the leader of the group, he moves away from me greeting the guests as they come up to the bed. He tells them that they are all to have fun with me, test my tamina and obedience, he will guide them and they are to obey him. I am shaking with fear and anticipation. The men move around me pushing me forward, pulling me back, and eventually leaving me face down in the center of the bed my breasts are pulled through so they protrude out in front of me. They leave me in this position for a long time while they talk, touch me and occasionally fuck my holes with the dildos. My arse is a favorite, at least 4 times it is fucked hard with the inflatable dildo whilst fingering my pussy or pulling on my nipples at the same time. Once or twice I am fingered almost to orgasm, only to be left panting and dribbling hard onto the bed.

I am almost enjoying this so far.. I wonder what Master is doing, what is he thinking, is he thinking about me, is he happy with me.. Will he still want me? The thought of him selling me is too much for me to consider. One of the men removes my gag. I gasp for fresh air as he talks to me, stroking my cheek and reassuring me that all will be OK. My mouth is dry and my tongue works to provide some saliva for me. The ropes are loosened again. My legs and arms are released from the hogtied position and uncuffed from each other. I lie on the bed and move my limbs to retain some life in them.

‘Roll over, present your pussy.' I obey the leading voice, roll onto my back and spread my legs wide. My arms are drawn above my head and held by the man behind me, I am still blindfolded and unable to see any of them. My pussy is open and I can feel the lips being parted by fingers. My clitoris is rubbed hard and once the fullness is exposed it is clamped. I jerk with the pain as the clamp is tightened, biting my lip and clenching my fists as he finished clamping me and tugs the chain to ensure it is secure. Before releasing my legs, he explores with his fingers until my moistness is released and I relax again. He pulls my lips closed, holding them together tightly. Next I feel a tight sensation on my lips as they are clamped tightly together. The pain shoots through me as my lips are pulled into a vice like object and it is screwed tightly closed. I jerk on the bed, only to be slapped across the breast by one of the men. My mind is racing in a fog. I am terrified of what they are going to do to me, no longer comfortable with them, I am now scared. My legs are pushed together, the tightness on my pussy is excruciating and the chain leading from my clit is dangling through and is pulled as a test. I jump and squeal as the men laugh. ‘Sit up, present your tits Slut.' I struggle to sit up, my legs want to stay wide open, but one of the men closes them roughly. ‘Don't sit like a whore, close your legs in front of Gentlemen.' They all laugh as I begin to cry, trying hard to keep my legs together, pressing the vice harder and harder on my pussy lips. ‘Shut it Slut..' I stop, biting my lip as the breast harness is removed. One of the men roughly grabs my right breast and pulls it outwards by the nipple. Another man begins to wrap tape around it tightly. The tape is slowly and carefully wrapped around and around until only the nipple is visible. The same is done with the other breast. The pain is mind numbing as my breasts are tightly taped. Then, as I expected, my nipples are tightly clamped. They let go of my breasts and step away. I am hunched over, the weight of my breasts is enormous, the pain in them is more than I could ever imagine as they tighten under the tight sticky tape. The first man speaks again.

‘Put the harness back on, I want them standing to attention like all of us..' The men all laugh as the harness is tightened around my breasts and tied around my head. ‘Stand.' I struggle to stand up. My legs feel like jelly, the pressure from my pussy lips is intense as I stand still in front of them. My breasts are heavy, dragging on the harness around my neck. ‘Move her over here to the table.' A man on each side of me roughly guides me across the room. Walking is painful; the chain from my clitoris is hanging between my legs, swinging as I walk. I am turned around, lifted and lay on my back on the table. My hips are on the edge, legs hanging over the end as my arms are tied together and pulled above my head. My breasts poke upwards, the clamps on my nipples squeezing them tightly together. My legs are stretched out and cuffed to the legs of the table. I am gagged again tightly. There is movement between my legs, I can feel fingers at my arse and I flinch. The chain attached to my clit is tugged and I jump with fright as fingers push inside and twist around. I feel pressure, something is being inserted to my arse as the fingers stretch it open and I clench my fists tightly against the pain. My breathing is fast; the pain is shooting through my whole body. The clamps on my nipples are also pulled upwards, slightly arching my back. Pain is coming from all directions, every nerve is on fire, my clit chain is pulled again, longer this time, harder it is pulled as my arse is stuffed fuller and fuller. Each pull of the chain coincides with a pull of the nipple clamps and I rise from the table. Finally the vice is removed from my pussy, slowly the blood flows back to my lips, engorging them and my sex juices flow furiously. I am on the sexual edge as the chain is again pulled as a cock drives deep into my wetness. The hard thrusts pull against the chain even more, I am ready to explode, my nipples are stretched and breasts squeezed hard. I scream into the gag, begging, pleading with them as the intensity rises. Harder and harder he fucks me, releasing the clamp on my clit as he comes deep inside. I release my orgasm hard. Loud moans and wave after wave rack my body. Another cock is inside me, my arse is also being used, large beads are being pulled out causing yet another orgasm. The second man comes quickly and I am left to recover. My chest heaves for breath, my legs are cramped, my breasts are hot and sore, nipples stretched and again there is pressure on my clit. The rubbing on my Clit brings me instantly to another explosion. The cock pushing deep into my arse as my back again rises off the table. The clamps come off my nipples; pulled free as I rise up I scream again, they are twisted hard as I am fucked again and again in my arse. Every man has his way with me over and over again. They eventually stop; I am exhausted, lying limp on the table, used to within an inch of my life by these men. I cry softly, wishing for Master to be here, wanting him to approve of me, hoping that he will not discard me for another Sub. I wake with a start. The slap hits me hard on the right then the left breast.

‘Shut it Slut. Stop that blubbering.' He continues to slap my breasts from side to side hard, bringing every painful sensation back to me very quickly. ‘Release her. I've had enough of her.' I am untied and returned to the bed. The tape is removed from my breasts, the harness secured tightly, my hands and feet are again hogtied and they position me on my side as Master left me. The door shuts and they are gone. I doze for a time until I hear the door again.

‘Hello my Sub. I am back from golf.' I struggle to remain composed. He sounds happy and I am overwhelmed to hear his voice. He moves to he bed, unties me, removes the harness, gag, blindfold and cuffs and sits me up. ‘Master… I am so glad to see you.' ‘Good, come shower me, and dress for dinner.' I stand and follow him to the shower. We wash, I suck his hard cock with gusto, and he leans back against the wall and groans loudly as he comes deep in my throat. We return to our room, Master chooses his outfit and I dress him. He chooses my outfit, my black lace up corset; see thru blouse, tight black skirt, garter, stockings and my black medium heels. He helps me dress, lacing the corset up tight, tweaking my nipples and positioning them just below the lace. ‘We have guests joining us for dinner, I want you to look your best.' ‘Yes Master.' His hand reaches under my skirt from behind, my pussy is still tender but I do not flinch as his fingers enter me. He pushes hard inside me, breathing against my neck as he also presses my breast under his hand, hard into my chest. ‘Good Sub, nice and wet for me. I have a big night planned for you my sweet Sub.' I remain still and silent as his breath gushes into my ear. Surging towards the edge once again I control my breathing as he explores me further. He presses and pinches my clit in his fingers, rubbing in around in a circular motion as he presses my nipple hard. I am very wet; I can feel the juices welling inside me as he glides his hand back, through my crack, brushing my arse before replacing my skirt and leading me from the room. We move to the dining room, Master holding my hand tight, keeping me close to him as we are seated at the booth. I slide in first, Master follows sitting on the edge where he prefers.

‘Why hello there.' Said the accented voice. I froze, and stared at the table in shock. ‘Jenny, Mike said hello to you.' ‘Uhh…sorry..oh hi.. pleased to meet you.' I reached and shook his hand; he squeezed mine in his grasp before releasing it and sliding in beside me from the other side of the booth.

‘This is my Friend Gayle.' ‘Hi' I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. I am unable to look at him. I am shaking, the fear is building inside me as Master looks at the Menu and orders for us. I move closer to Master. ‘Jenny, here is your drink.' Master looks at me with a quizzical glance. Surely he knows this man and what he did to me today. Surely this is another part of his test. We make polite conversation over Dinner, Mike and his lady Friend have been at the resort for the same time as us. They have been here before, recommending the yachting and snorkeling as activities for us to try. Master tells us about his golf day. Occasionally his hand finds its way under my skirt. I am sitting close to him and he explores my wetness at his will. I do not flinch. While Master eats his meal, Mike leans over towards me, his hand also slipping under my skirt. My thighs clench tight as he pushes roughly past them to my pussy and drives his fingers inside me. He presses on my clit hard as I sit still and stare forwards. Master glances over at him and he withdraws quickly, leaning back towards Gayle. Dinner could not finish quickly enough for me. We stand to leave the table as Master signs the check for the Waitress. ‘Why not come back to our room for a night-cap.' Mike smiled at us. I tense up, gripping Masters hand tightly as he thanks them but declines the invitation. We say our goodbyes and return to our room. I am relieved beyond belief. I wonder if Master is aware of my experience.

‘Strip Sub.' I obey him instantly, removing my clothes and standing before him. Master comes over to me; he pinches my nipples hard, reaches down and pinches my pussy lips hard, thrusting his fingers deep inside me. ‘On the bed, on your knees.' I obey him.

The long night was just beginning for me. Master moves about the room while I wait for him. Naked and exposed I kneel in the center of the bed; my head is towards the wall and my arse exposed for his use. He moves in and out of the bathroom, I hear him pour himself a nightcap and sit down. I do not look towards him, I only look down at the bed as the anticipation builds and the strain on my arms and knees also builds. I wait. Time moves on, Master does not move from the couch, I don't move a muscle on the bed. Wet with excitement and cold with fear of the unknown torture or pleasure that Master had planned for me. I wait. Master stands, again moving about the room, this time he comes to my head and strokes my hair back from my face. He stuffs the cloth gag into my mouth without uttering a word, brings the second scarf to my mouth, fastens it behind my head and walks away. The noise of my heavy breathing fills the room as again excitement builds in my body. There is only silence. I wait. My arms are shaking, I move the weight from one to the other, then put more weight on my legs than my arms to even the tightening of my muscles. Again Master moves beside me. ‘Stand Sub.' I struggle off the bed and stand, eyes down in front of him.

‘Kneel on the table, present your arse to me now.' I am stunned, but obey immediately. Why is he putting me on the table, he must know about last night? I kneel up on the table as ordered. The surface is hard and again my arms and legs ache. Reaching under me he pinches, twists, pulls and clamps my nipples hard. He adds weights to the chains hanging from my nipples. The chains are short, the weights hang heavy and painful, and I am wincing with pain, shuffling from arm to arm, shuffling my legs from left to right as well. Next I can feel him at the end of the table. He brushes my pussy with his hand, parting my lips and inserting many fingers inside me. I groan loudly. He pushes his fingers deep inside, moving them in and out slowly, sloshing in my juices as the pace quickens. There is a finger on my clit, rubbing it hard, circling and rubbing as the fingers fuck me. I am panting hard and fast, I can feel the orgasm and struggle to stop it. I mumble into the gag as he fucks faster and faster, rubbing my clit hard bringing my body to the brink. I am shaking; trying hard to prevent the orgasm, trying to remain focused and in control but it is overtaking my every sense. ‘Cum Sub..cum now' The orgasm hits and I scream into the gag. As soon as the wave hits me he stops, I am shaking as the sensations curse through me, my pussy throbbing with my pulse as juices dribble down my legs. I go to lie down, but the grab of the chains on my nipples lurch me upwards.

‘Did I say to move?' I shake my head no.. ‘Well; - don't…move!' He growled at me as I repositioned my arms and legs. They felt like jelly and I was wobbling to stay upright on my hands and knees. Master again moves away, I can feel him behind me again and soon feel the clamps on my pussy lips. They hurt as he screws them tight and I bite the gag hard as he adds weights to them, allowing them to swing slightly when he lets them go. My arms are agonizing and legs pain as I now concentrate on the stinging between my legs. He moves away again and there is silence.

I wait. Painfully and silently I wait for him to make his next move.

I am like his Private Bondage Chess Game, one slow move at a time. He moves to me again. He places the cuffs on my ankles and wrists, attaching them tightly, still leaving me kneeling on the table. ‘Lie down flat, legs and arms bent behind your back.' I obey him and am quickly tied again. Wrist to wrist, ankle to ankle then wrists to ankles. My legs are pulled wide apart; he ties a rope from my knees down to each leg of the table stretching them wide open. The weights on my nipples are dangling over the edge of the small breakfast table, as are the weights on my pussy lips while Master checks my cuffs. He moves around reaching between my legs he again fingers my wet pussy. If I move the weights move again and the pain shoots through my body. His fingers continue to explore my pussy before he plunges his cock inside me. Hard against the clamps he presses as he fucks me, pushing his cock completely inside and removing it from me over and over again. I am groaning and dribbling into the gag as the wetness pours from me. I am on fire, my clit is hard and the more the weights on my pussy move the hotter I feel. Master then fingers my arse. Two fingers enter me as he continues his slow fucking of my pussy, they stretch and twist inside me, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust of his cock. He withdraws from my pussy and presses my legs downwards, pushing his huge cock into my arse as I scream into the gag.

Like a tight parcel, Master maneuvers me up and down with his fast thrusts, fucking me hard as I enjoy and experience the pain and pleasure that he is giving me. I rock back and forth, pressing the weights into my nipples and my pussy lips until he plunges deep and explodes inside me with a loud groan and shudder. He collapses onto the bed while I regain my composure and some comfort on the table. Master steps away. I am panting for breath, snorting through my nose as he plugs my holes with large dildos while they are both wet and swollen. He moves to my head, again stroking my head as he places the night mask over my eyes. He drapes a light blanket over me and I feel him placing something on the table beside my head. The ticking noise sounds very loud, beside my right ear, as I lay still, unable to move anything except my head a little.

‘Well done Sub, sleep well. The clock is set to wake us and you will serve me breakfast before we set off for the day on the water. I moan and squirm, was he for real. I am to sleep here with this thing ticking in my ear… ‘Quiet sub or you will sleep in the shower with the water dripping on you.' He growled close to my ear. ‘All part of the test my dear..' I am cold and uncomfortable. Tightly hogtied on the hard table surface with both pussy lips and nipples clamped tightly. The ticking noise is horrendous and I wriggle a little to move away from it. I turn my head and try to keep the sound behind me for the night while Master slept soundly. I could hear him move about in the bed as my toes and fingers went numb and I wriggled them intermittently to keep circulation. My arse and pussy were hurting, the dildos were pushed deep inside and the discomfort was painful. Still Master slept soundly as the clock ticked into my ear. I tried to call him, but the gag muffled my sound, the clock ticking was so loud that I thought I would be insane by morning so I closed my eyes tight and thought about the holiday. Thoughts of the water, sunshine, the sand on my feet, the drinks and food at the resort. I thought about sailing, swimming, snorkeling, anything to take my mind off the noise. Eventually I must have dozed off, waking when I heard Master rolling on the bed. The noise seemed louder, my head was pounding with the ticking noise and Master was stirring a little more. ‘Well, good morning Sub. Sleep well?' He asked as he removed the blanket and stroked my hair. He pulled on all the cuffs, releasing my legs from my arms, then the legs and arms so that I was able to move my limbs and stretch them out. ‘Roll onto your back.' I struggled over onto my back as he positioned himself at my head. He took each arm and tied them tightly to the table above my head. He moved to my feet, pulling my body down so that my arms were stretched to the limit. He pulled my legs wide apart and tied them tightly to the table, a rope at the ankle, knee and thigh so that I was unable to move them at all. I remained tightly gagged and the mask was covering my eyes so I was unaware of his plans for me. My pussy lips and nipples were painful, as pulled and they stretched in the opposite direction now. Master bent and kissed my face, he moved down my body kissing my shoulders, arms, hands, each breast, sucking each nipple and running his tongue around the clamps. He moved his mouth over my stomach, kissing my ribs, down to my belly button, tonguing it erotically before reaching my pubic area. I felt him move between my legs and again he kissed my body. Sweet gently kisses on my pubic bone, down to my pussy lips where again he licked the clamps and around them. Gently he removed the dildos, kissing and sucking my juices as they slid from my holes. He kissed my thighs down to each knee and up to my pussy and arse again. I was restrained tightly, Master was gently kissing all of my body and I was unable to move with him. Unable to move against his rhythm as he began to eat me. I was bound to the table as he feasted on my pussy, biting, nibbling, licking and sucking me. He moved to my arse, kissing the cheeks as he explored my anal area with his tongue. Licking and probing inside my bowel with his tongue as I was tied there. He was torturing me. The pain that this caused me was far worse than any physical pain I had ever suffered. He poured liquid on my body and licked it off. I felt different sensations at different areas of my body. He pushed something inside my pussy and ate it out. I could hear his slurping and feel his lips and tongue empty me. He poured something over my breasts. It felt sticky like honey and after he massaged it in, he licked it from my skin. I couldn't smell it, my senses were all blurred as I felt no pain or discomfort. More liquid between my pussy lips, more licking and slurping, something soft spread on my stomach. He buried his face into me and ate it all, licking me clean afterwards. Every inch of my body was tingling with the sensations that he sent through me. Not enough for orgasm but too intense to relax as I lay straining against the ropes as he continued with me for hours. Time and again he would tongue my pussy and tease my clit as I moaned a muffled sound into the gag. My body was wet all over. The sense of smell began to return after Master moved away from the table. He returned to untie me, but I wanted more. I wanted him to take more of me and eat it. He undid my restraints and pulled me to my feet. Removing the gag and mask, he signaled for me to be silent and led me to the bathroom. We showered in silence and I sucked his manhood until he gave me his seed. Returning to the room and dressing for the day. ‘Today we are sailing Sub.' ‘Yes Master.' ‘Present me your nipples for banding.' ‘Yes Master.' He banded my nipples tight. Still swollen from the clamps, they swelled up and protruded nicely.

‘Present your pussy.' I turned around and bent over. Master inserted the vibrating balls deep inside my pussy. Whilst he did this, he pinched and pressed on my clit until it was protruding, then he clamped it, much to my horror and pain. I stood up and shuffled on my feet. The chain was dangling from my clit as I waited for his next instruction. He then produced the chain belt for me to wear. He attached the chain form my clit to the belt at the front, positioning it directly under my belly button with a small amount of slack. ‘You will wear your white bikini and the white sarong for me today.' ‘Yes Master.' ‘Dress now Sub.' I obey him immediately, my nipples were clearly visible under the flimsy white material of the bikini top and I pull the biking pants on carefully over the chain. They too are flimsy, barely covering an inch of my arse cheeks and only about 2 inches wide at the front. I wrapped the sarong under my arms and over my breasts as he liked it, leaving my shoulders bare and my legs bare from the knees down. ‘You will walk close to me Sub. I am going to lead you like the pet that you are to me.'

Master takes another length of chain from his pocket and lifts the sarong. He clips it to the chain belt, directly onto the chain from my clit clamp. He pulls the chain slightly and I jump.

‘Mmm you will be obedient today Sub, I can feel it.' We leave our room; I walk closely beside and slightly behind Master, holding his left hand, which is also holding the chain. Should I drop behind him, the chain on my clitoris will pull me forward. Master walks me through the resort to the edge of the lagoon where the yachts are moored. He places the bags on the deck, and signals for me to board the yacht. He leans close and unclips the chain as he helps me up and onto the deck of the yacht. ‘Hi there, welcome aboard.' ‘Hey.' Says Master. Thanks, oh and this is my wife.