Okay. What you all have been hanging around here for.
The relationship between myself and Trel is one of balance. We are not romantically involved. Do we have sex? Yes on occasion and absolutely yes. How could one NOT be attracted to her. She is beautiful. Not only body and face but of soul as well. We are living within the confines of D/s life. And no she is not my slave. Good Lord. But she is basically my Pet. Not a pony or puppy or cat. But my pet. It is a different kind of respect for all the services she provides to me. Her submissiveness to me and her servitude is given freely because of her desire to serve me and only me at this time. And because of the nature of her training and her past adventure with her former ‘Master’, she has required needs that I'm responsible for.
Safe care, safe place, food, health care, a salary she earns as my personal assistant. Attention from time to time and also review, discipline, and punishment for errors. I hope that keeps things in proper perspective for everyone.
Last week I was approached by said Trel and she informed me that she had a desire for discipline soon. I told we could talk about it and she let me know that the request was because it had been too long and she needed the reinforcement that she was doing a good job for me and believed that her probationary period had expired and she was in fact due for a discipline session. I agreed and we made a schedule for late afternoon Sunday. After the first round of football and before the late evening game. Hey I have my needs too.
So at about four I hear an “excuse me.”
I turn to see my pet prepared for her discipline session. I was struck by what she was wearing. She stood very still and I found myself just simply staring at her. Her body was wrapped and or encased with snugly fitted leather straps. About her thighs, stomach, between her breasts, onto her upper and lower arms. It was sensual as hell. Her collar was on and her wrists and ankles wrapped with bondage bracers. She looked up and asked, “With your permission.” Which simply means that she is ready to get started.
Well who am I to make someone beg.
I snapped on her leash and we headed for the basement playroom/dungeon/examination room/ and whatever else comes to mind about BDSM and discipline. Once down stairs I found things already prepared and laid out for examination, even my workout things had been laid out along with harness and choice of girl cocks and devices.
The chosen working device was the upgraded saw horse. Or the breeding bench that I've named it. You remember @Miss_Arkansas . Trel waited and then I nodded for her to mount and she did. Her leather straps had all the proper securing rings at all the proper places that made securing her much quicker. I asked her about safe signals and she declined. Good Girl. I know her limits plus one. Once locked down good I gave her something to watch as I disrobed for her and put on the desired clothing. Tight spandex runners shorts, spandex sports bra, thigh high leather cavalry heeled boots (lace up) and the gloves, above the elbow gloves. I tide my hair back and then ran my gloved hands over her body. All exposed and accessible. I slowly ran my hands down from her neck, down her back, over the curve of her rump, and down the backs of her thighs. It was a long process which cause a huge crop of goose bumps. I drug a finger over the bottoms of her feet and she jerked just a bit…ah ticklish here. Hmmm.
Once satisfied I came to her head and smiled at her. She opened her mouth and I placed the gag into her mouth and secured it firmly behind her head. The I ran a long thin chain through a floor anchor and attached clamps to it and secured those on each of Trels nipples and tightened to cause a bit of pulling and stretching. So each jerk would cause her to self set the teeth of the clamps. (Yes I'm actually evil)
And with… Shall we begin? We began.
We started out with a light flogger just to get her loosened up. This one of deer skin just reddens her skin to a lovely shade. No real stripes or deep bruising. I don't like overly bruising my girls. Her back, shoulders, arms, and stomach with some contact with her tits as well. Turned her to a lovely reddish shade. Then I went to the heavier leather flogger for her ass and thighs. I gave her more firm strikes here as she is accustom to these. But I can make her jerk even if she IS used to it. This did the job and lit her ass and backs of her thighs bright red. I careful made direct contact to the insides of both her thighs and that brought some tears out. Her inner thighs are so soft and lovely to touch.
During a cool down period I did caress her slit with my gloved finger and found out just how damp she was. And yes she was enjoying herself. She even tried to press to my fingers which earned her a very hard hand slap to that lovely red round rump. (Like how I said that?) Before starting the next session I lubed her ass up and a butt plug and allowed her to endure my slow effort to fill her asshole with 2.0 plug. It's bigger than her normal one but she accepted it. I believe I felt a grunt or two. And now the rod and crop came out.
I welted her ass and thighs and even gave her feet bottoms a few swats to keep her on her toes. (Sorry about that) I also cropped her pussy and her tits some. She is so responsive and appreciative. I did notice she was leaking a bit down her thighs. I so wanted to lick that up and lick her but we had things to do. The swats and crops continued and the sweat began dripping off her back and down her arms. I could see trails down her breasts and I could follow the drip paths on the floor. She was now so excited that her thighs had a stream down them and dripped from her knees. We continued until I saw her weight fully on the center beam. Her arm had released the weight and she was now down on the beam. The chain to her nipples had some slack.
She was tiring down. I walked so she could see me. I asked if she had had enough. And just like @Miss_Arkansas there was a shake of the head.. no.
I went back to her ass and pulled the plug free. I then finger lubed her hole once again and set a fairly long string of anal beads of various sizes into her ass as deep as I could and still have a pull cord exposed. I then stepped into my harness and picked out the appropriate girl cock and stood behind her between the redden and striped thighs and ass cheeks. I slowly rubbed her slit from her anus down over her sex hole and against her clit. I just rubbed slowly. Her responses are incredible. I think she orgasmed right there and then. I finally directed my girl cock into her pussy and press until my stomach was against her ass cheeks. I held for a bit and then we fucked. And it was not love making in the least. It was a flat out you are my bitch and you belong to me fuck. It was aggressive and it was hard. When she began accepting me too easily I switched to a longer and fatter cock and mounted her again. This went on for four cocks. And when I was finished her head was drooping some and her body was relaxed or worn out. She was just there laying on the beam and her arms and legs secured and holding her on the bench.
The puddle on the floor was filled with creamy juice as well as others. I dismounted her and checked on her and yes she was finished. No desire to continue. Once the gag came out the first thing she said was… Thank you MIss. I used that woman completely and she thanked me. And yes I've been in this game for what seems like forever but to have this person, who's only wishes are to serve me however she can, thanks me for her discipline. Well that is a loyalty that is very rare. And those of you with this type of experience truly do understand its significance.
I got her loose of her confinements and, slowly, we walked up to the master bedroom and she had a long bath. Lots of lavender scent in the room and steam. I put soothing crystals in the water to help her relax. After an hour I got her out and helped her towel off and brushed her hair and put her to bed. The I went and showered and then headed back down stairs to watch football. After about three hours I saw my Trel, wrapped in her warm robe and all she said was…. Pizza.