Her silence made it clear that
she was upset. I tried to make conversation while I
drove,but she just sat there in the passenger seat either
ignoring me or answering me with sullen grunts. I didn't
know why. At the party, she seemed to have enjoyed
herself. It had been a plain vanilla get-together with
some friends to inaugurate the hostess' newly remodeled
kitchen. Kathryn had spent most of the night chatting and
laughing with her girlfriends. When I came over once, in
answer to her secret signal, she treated me amiably. She
had obviously been pleased when her friend Ilene chirped,
"A guy who is sooo attentive! How did you train him?"
"Yeah," another woman said. "What's the
secret?"; The ladies laughed. Kathryn smiled and
said, "Nothing to it. I expect to be treated like a
Goddess. If I have to use a little pressure to make him
understand, that's okay." "Well,it sure gets
results!"Ilene said, a grin broadening across her
face. I handed Kathryn the drink I had gotten for her,
and we had smiled into each others' eyes. Then I bowed
slightly to the other ladies. "If I'm lucky enough
to have a woman like Kathryn, I have no intention of
screwing it up,"I said.The ladies had cooed and
chuckled as I withdrew. When we left the party, Kathryn
stopped smiling the instant we were out of the house. She
wouldn't even glance at me. I opened the car door for
her, she got in, I closed the door and got in the other
side. I asked if there was something wrong. "Just
drive" she said. So, I drove. When we got home she
got out of the car without waiting for me to open her
door and went directly to the house; and then stood there.
I was just locking the car when I heard her voice,arctic
with irritation: "Why am I standing here in front of
a closed door?"I ran to the door and opened it for
her. She walked in as though I didn't exist. I went in
after her. As she walked to the back of the house she
took off her coat, letting it drop to the floor behind
her. I picked it up, hung it carefully in the closet, and
followed her. A line of her clothes, shoes, sweater,
blouse trailed her like bread crumbs. I retrieved each
item as I hurried to the bedroom. When I got to there she
was taking off her bra. "Get me out of these hose"
she said. I complied. She stepped out of them, gave a
momentary moan of relief when they were off, and went
toward the bathroom. She stopped and looked at me. There
was a moment of silence. I was still kneeling, her
pantyhose in my hand. She was wearing only wine-colored
panties, and a glare. "Get downstairs. Third
position." I sagged, exhausted. "Look, I don't
know what I did to piss you off, but can't it wait? It's
late. I'm tired. Really. I'm just not in the mood tonight.
Can I make it up to you tomorrow?" She said: "Third
position. Now. Do it." And she went into the
bathroom and closed the door behind her. I took a deep
breath. I really was tired. But I put away her clothes,
stripped naked and hurried to the basement. On the way
down I stopped in the kitchen and quickly prepared a tray
with a pitcher of ice water and a single glass. For her.
I took it to the basement and placed it on the little
table next to the easy chair that served as her throne.
Then I took out the toys and restraints and began to
arranged myself in the third position, as ordered. I got
up on a chair and threaded a thick piece of rope through
a large eye bolt in one of the ceiling joists. I put on
wrist and ankle cuffs, then attached a long wooden
spreader bar between my legs. I hooked my wrist cuffs
together and attached the piece of thick rope to them,
positioning myself beneath the eyebolt. When I raised my
hands above my head the other end of the rope dropped. I
waited for Kathryn. And waited. I heard the toilet flush
upstairs, then water running in the sink. Oh God, I
thought, she's getting ready for bed. She's going to tie
me up here and then go to bed. I didn't want that. I was
tired. Besides, it's dangerous to leave somebody hanging
like that, possibly all night. I had just dropped my arms
and was just about to extricate myself, thinking enough
is enough, when she came down the stairs. Her face was
washed of make-up, her hair was clipped back, and she was
wearing her fleece nightgown and fuzzy slippers. She
stopped, frozen on the last step. "Why are your hands
down?" I raised them up again. I tried to reason
with her. "I'm sorry dear, but like I said upstairs,
can't this wait? Please?" She came down the last
step and walked over to the rope, slung it over her
shoulder, and pulled it to the wall. My wrists were
hoisted high. She bent her knees slightly, dropping her
full weight onto the rope, pulling my wrists even tighter.
Then she tied the rope off to the cleat on the wall. I
wasn't going anywhere for a while, apparently. She turned
to me. "I signaled you tonight." I couldn't
figure out what was the matter. "I came," I
protested. "I saw you touch your ear, and I came
over and asked if I could bring you anything and I got
you that drink" I was whining on when she cut me off.
"I signaled you three other times. Where were you?"
My heart sank. "Three other times" she repeated.
"I touched my ear. What are you supposed to do when
I touch my ear in public? What?" "I'm supposed
to drop what I'm doing immediately and come to you and
see to your comfort and happiness." "And did
you? Answer me." "I thought I did." "You
thought wrong!" She came over to me, close enough
that I could smell the peppermint toothpaste on her
breath. "What's the point of the signal?"
"For you to be served, all the time, as you deserve,
dear." "And for that to happen, what do you
have to do, all the time?" "I have to pay
attention to you, dearest." "All the time, Is
that right?" "Yes, dear." She moved
closer, her breasts pushing into me, and wrapped her arms
around my neck. I felt the taught flatness of her stomach
against mine. Her pelvis moved forward slightly. She was
kissing-close, but I knew better than to try. She
whispered, "So even when you're having those stupid
little male conversations about sports or conquests or
sex or whatever you dickheads talk about, your mind is
supposed to be on whom?" I could feel myself
becoming aroused. The spreader bar kept my legs apart, my
organ vulnerable. "On you, dear." "And
your eyes?" Her knee moved and pressed against my
cock and balls. "I always have to keep an eye in
your direction, dear. In case you need me." "That's
right, you do. So what happened tonight?" "I'm
sorry. Really. It won't happen again. I promise."
For the first time since we left the party, a hint of a
smile emerged. "I promise it won't happen again, too!"
she said. Then it was gone. She moved back a bit and
brushed her hand lightly against my cock and balls, a
couple of times. Then she stepped away altogether. My
cock was at full attention. "What's the sentence for
failing to respond to my signal in public?" she
asked. "Ten lashes." "I signaled you three
different times. How many is that?" I was confused.
"Ten?" "Try thirty, you moron! Three times!
Ten strokes for each time." "I didn't think"
"Shush! I hereby sentence you to thirty strokes for
failure to respond to a public signal, and ten more for
hesitating when I gave you the order to come down here,
and ten more for back talk! Now, how many is that"
"Fifty." "Fifty what?" "Fifty
lashes, dear." "That's better. Sentence to be
carried out immediately." I was scared. I have never
taken more than twenty before without breaking down. I
guess I had faith that she would realize that, and after
a while she'd postpone the remaining lashes until I could
recover. As it turned out, I was mistaken. I watched her
go to the tools I had set out for her. The faded flcollettel
of her nightgown draped against her slender thighs, and
even as she picked up a thick leather strap I could feel
my member throb. She turned around and looked at me. She
picked up a spiked cock sheath, one of her favorite
implements. "Looks like you're gonna need this."
She came over and started to wrap it around my erection.
The tiny sharp needles dug into my cock and I let out a
gasp. It only made her squeeze the thing tighter and push
more roughly on the snaps. Her night gown opened at her
throat and I could see her breasts. She knew it. She
wanted the spikes to dig into hard flesh, not flaccid. It
worked. "I think this too needs punishing!" she
said, grabbing my testicles. "We need to do
something with this mess." She squeezed hard and
held it for a moment. I tried to bring my knees up, an
involuntary reaction, but the spreader bar made it
impossible. She let go, went to the toys, and came back
with a ball-stretcher. She was not even a little gentle
when she fastened it on me, either. Then she got a two
pound weight and attached it to the stretcher's chain.
She held the weight at my waist level. She looked deep
into my eyes. "Are you going to serve me like a good
little male sub tonight?" she asked. "Yes, dear.
Of course dear." Then she let go of the weight. When
it hit bottom it felt like my balls had been slapped with
a fence post! I let out a whoosh of air and squealed! She
watched, "Must be awful having to carry those ugly
things around all the time. Is it awful slave?"
"Yes, dear." "Yes, dear what? "Yes,
dear, it's awful having to carry those things around all
the time." "Those ugly things!" "Yes,
sorry, Those ugly things. Yes, dear." Maybe a couple
of lashes with my crop on those "ugly" things
will help you to pay attention, What do you think slave?"
Before I could answer, Mistress swatted my stretched
balls twice with her crop! "There, now its time to
start your punishment!" "Yes, dear," I
moaned in pain. She walked behind me and swung the
leather strap hard against my ass. The first blow is
always a dull thud; only after a moment or so does the
fiery pain start to build and once that happens it
doesn't stop until she decides the punishment is over. I
flinched at the force of the first blow” and the
weight on my balls bounced and I shrieked a little. She
hit me again. And again, and again! Over and over she
kept up her punishment. Her swats were raining down on my
poor punished ass cheeks! The pain was building faster
than I could manage it. A bonfire was building in my butt,
my balls were being crushed, and the cock sheath was
digging furrows into my penis. I struggled not to scream.
Her strap swatted me once more, then again, and again,
and again. In the mirrored wall opposite us, I could see
the look in Kathryn's eyes. That intense, focused, and
determined look, that meant I was to be severely punished
tonight! Finally, I couldn't control myself any longer,
at the next stroke I let out a cry that must have been
heard three houses away! But Kathryn just hit me again
and again, harder and harder! I shrieked again, and tears
were flowing from my eyes! "That's ten," she
said. "You have forty more to go slave!" "And,
for screaming so loudly just then, you will now be
wearing the ball gag for the rest of your punishment."
And, since you caused me to stop, I am going to plug your
little sissy hole with a nice large butt plug to stretch
your little hole quite harshly!" "What do you
have to say about that slave?" I couldn't help from
sniffling as I pondered my fate. But, the spanking didn't
seem right. Mistress was raining down swat after swat,
but she said we were only at ten " I can't take it
Mistress, please, no more, please?" "How dare
you try to beg your way out of receiving your punishments
slave! You weren't attentive to me, and now you have to,
and you will pay the price!" "And just because
you had the nerve to tell me to stop your punishments,
you are going to receive a good ass fucking when I am
finished blistering your sorry little butt!" With
that said, Mistress went to the table and picked up our
biggest, widest butt plug! "Here you go slave, you
can moan and cry out all you want as I force your little
sissy butt open wide with this toy, then I am going to
gag you! So get it all out now, because in a minute, your
screams will be nothing more than pathetic moans, as I
finish punishing your butt!" True to her word,
Mistress grabbed that huge butt plug and then she pried
apart my ass cheeks, and began to press the cone into my
hole. I felt my sphincter yielding to this massive
intruder, and then the wide part! Then the sharp pain as
the widest part of the cone stretched my hole wider than
it's limit! I did cry out, as a loud moan escaped my lips!
But Kathryn would have none of this. She just pulled the
plug all the way out and started over. Once again I felt
the firm pressure as she drilled the butt plug into my
poor punished hole once again. And, again the plug
stopping at the widest point, and Mistress kept pushing!
Over and over she removed it completely, then reattempted
to force it all the way into my hole. On one of many
attempts, the unbearable pain indicated the plug had been
forced past the tight ring of my anus, but my cruel
Mistress simply pulled the plug all the way out, and
started over again! I would moan loudly each time the
wide cone punished my hole by stretching my anal muscle
to it's maximum! Mistress then began to twist and turn
the plug as it was stretching me open! "I hope you
like this punishment slave, because I know I am!"
"I just love seeing your little sissy hole get used
and abused by my big toys!" I almost can't wait to
give you that reaming you so desperately deserve!"
Finally, Mistress forced the huge plug into my hole and
then came around to face me, in her hand was the red
rubber ball gag! "Open wide slave, we are not going
to tolerate any more outbursts from you tonight!" I
opened my mouth, as Kathryn roughly shoved the ball into
my mouth and proceeded to buckle the harness behind my
head! After getting Herself a sip of water, Mistress
picked up the paddle and told me to accept ALL of my
punishments from now on! She proceeded by rearing back
and letting fly with the hardest swat yet! I bounced in
pain, the spreader bar keeping my legs wide apart! Each
flinch of my legs caused the weights on my balls to
bounce even more, and the pin prick studs of the cock
sheath to dig into my penis. "What was that?"
she asked. "I didn't even do anything, and you're
whining. You little cry baby. I'm the one who got left
high and dry when she needed service. I'm the one who got
humiliated in front of her girlfriends when you ignored
me." She walked in front of me and picked up the
crop. She came back over to me, and said: "You
deserve this slave. I will not be humiliated in front of
my friends ever again, I will be served!"Thwack!
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Over and over, I almost
passed out from the pain! I pushed my hips forward,
trying to get away from her but it was no use. "What
are you doing?" she demanded. "Stick that ass
out here and accept your punishment! Do it now!" I
complied, rocking back and jutting my punished plugged
butt towards her. She hit my cheeks at least a dozen more
times with the crop! I was shrieking again through the
gag, and my hips pulled themselves forward uncontrollably!
"I told you to stick your ass out slave." She
moved around to my side, looking at me like I was a
madman who couldn't understand English. "What, you
think you're going to get away from me? Hello! You're the
slave tied to the ceiling!" She moved around to the
other side, talking as she went. "I'm the Mistress,
I am free and can move around you're the disobedient
slave who is tied to the ceiling, and if I say stick your
ass out, you stick your ass out! Understand?" She
grabbed my nipples and twisted them hard, then she
produced two alligator clips and clamped them onto my
nips, squeezing them closed with her fingers!
"Understand!?"I grunted through the gag that I
understood, nodding my head yes. "Do you remember
why you're going through all this slave?" I nodded
my head up and down signifying a yes again! "Are you
learning your lesson?" "Are you going to
embarrass me like that again in public?" I nodded my
head several times, but Mistresses questions came faster
than my replies. I nodded yes to both of her last
questions! I got a swift couple of swats with the crop,
right against my studded cock sheath! I saw stars when
the crop contacted my sheath covered cock! "Well,
slave, you have thirty more to go!" I whimpered, as
the burning in my nipples was causing the other pains in
my stretched hole and flaming butt to fade away! "Now,
Stick your ass out slave, and accept the rest of your
punishments!" She moved behind me again. A lock of
her hair fell from her clip and laid across her cheek.
She pushed momentarily to fling it back into place, then
she grabbed the crop again! Ten more strokes fell in
quick succession and my butt felt like it was going to
split open! I was weeping uncontrollably! She came to my
side and whispered quietly in my ear. "Only twenty
more to go slave, you can make it. Just think about how
well you're going to obey and serve me in the future!
Aren't you my dear?" "And, just so you don't
forget this night too soon, I have been recording this
for your pleasure too! The camcorder has been running
back there the whole time. Just wait till I invite my
friends over to watch the video, then they will have a
turn at punishing you too slave! What do you think of
that?" I couldn't respond except to just moan into
the gag, my butt getting numb and my hole was burning
from the pain of being stretched so wide. My cock felt
like needles were pricking it, and my balls ached from
being stretched with the weights! Not to mention my
nipples which also burned from the pain of the clamps!
"Just focus on me slave. Think about me and how you
want to obey me in the future! Think about the time I am
going to have with you when my friends come over and they
will be punishing you for how you embarrassed me! Their
punishments may even be greater then mine of tonight!
And, you should know by now I don't like to be
embarrassed, so you better be able to take it, ALL OF IT
slave!" I tried to say yes dear through the gag, but
all that came out were more of the same, whimpering and
moaning! "Twenty more, here we go slave!" she
said "Think about how happy you're going to make me.
I nodded again and tried to brace myself, but it was too
late! The crop was already back to punishing my poor ass
again, and again, and again! I tried to focus on better
times, how I loved sucking on Mistresses pussy for hours
and hours. I watched her in the mirror, her slender body,
her breasts bouncing slightly with each swat she
delivered on my butt! Even without makeup, her beautiful face scrubbed
clean, clothed in an old flcollettel nightgown and fuzzy
slippers, she was superb, slim, clean, fresh and willowy!
Oh how I would love to kiss her lips and taste her mouth
and kiss her neck and ear lobes. I couldn't believe it,
even at this moment, of my harshest punishment ever,
seeing my Mistress deliver the most severe punishments to
me, I still loved her deeply, and even more so now! I
longed for it to be over, so I could give her the sweet
kisses and loving I know she deserves! Before I knew it I
heard Kathryn's voice, "Fifty!" she said. I was
whimpering uncontrollably now. She put down the crop and
took a drink of the ice water. Before I could stop my
crying, she whispered into my ear the rest of my
punishment was still to come! With that, she moved the
horse out in front of me, and slowly lowered my hands
from the ceiling. She quickly reattached the wrist cuffs
to the horses legs, and did the same with the spreader
bar to the rear. I was now in the most vulnerable
position of all, stretched out, face down, ass raised
slightly and parted, and tied securely for the ass
fucking that Mistress had promised me! It came as no
surprise when I saw Mistress pick the largest and longest
strapon we have, and put on the harness! The monster
dildo had to be a whopping thirteen inches long and as
thick as her wrists! I felt Kathryn tug and twist the
dormant butt plug in my hole, and as she freed it, she
pulled it ever so slowly, allowing me the agony of that
wide cone to stretch me even more! I moaned loudly as she
held the plug at the widest part against my anus! "Quiet
slave, or I will replace that ball gag, with this nice
warm butt plug, and you can clean it with your mouth!"
I knew not to go there, as she has made me do this in the
past, and it was rather unpleasant, to say the least!
Next Mistress removed the nipple clamps and the blood
rushed to my tenderized nips! Ohhhhh the agony, but I
tried not to whimper too loudly. Just then I felt the
huge dildo enter my punished hole! I felt a firm pushing
as Mistress steadily buried all thirteen inches deep into
my hole in the first thrust! I couldn't help but let out
a deep guttural moan when she forced the entire length of
her monster into me! "What did I tell you slave?"
Next, she removed the dildo from the harness, but left it
buried into the hilt in my stretched hole! I felt the
straps of the ball gag being removed and then the still
warm butt plug was forced into my mouth! "There
slave, since you insist on disobeying me tonight, you can
work on cleaning the butt plug with your mouth now!"
Kathryn wrapped an Ace bandage around my head to hold the
plug in place. "I am going to deep fuck you like you
have never been before slave!" And, since my huge
toy never goes soft, your going to be fucked and reamed
till I am worn out!" Mistress didn't even bother
putting the dildo back into her strapon harness, she just
worked me over by hand. True to her word, Mistress pulled
that monster dildo all the way out, and then quickly
buried it in one swift thrust! Over and over, she kept up
that routine, sometimes she would pull the dildo
completely out and then wait a second before slamming it
all the way home! With each thrust I was moaning deeply! My hole was
so sore, I thought she had ripped it wide open. Then
Kathryn settled into short jabbing thrusts, she would
leave it about 3/4-of the way in and thrust it hard into
me, slamming against my weighted balls and causing me
that gutteral ache with every thrust against my balls!
After a few minutes of this Kathryn pulled the dildo out,
and then just fucked me with short jabs, but only going
about half way into my hole! Over and over she punished
my hole! I wondered how long could she keep up? After
what seemed like hours, Kathryn pulled out of my hole and
took a short break. She was quick to grab an ice cube
from the other glass and she just rubbed it around my
sore punished asshole. "Here you go slave, clamp
down around this while I take a break!"The frozen
ice just burned against my raw stretched asshole, and I
guess it worked to cause my sphincter to close up around
it. After her short break, Mistress asked me if I had
learned my lesson yet? I tried in vain to say yes, but
all I could do was moan inaudible sounds! "I see
then, well, some more hard deep ass fucking is in order,
isn't it slave?" Kathryn picked up the huge dildo
and pushed hard burying the dildo into the hilt again!
This time the pain was intense, as my asshole was teased
to closing as she raped my hole with this thrust.
Kathryn's next thrusts were like a mad woman! I don't
know where she got the energy, but she deep fucked my
sissy hole harder and faster than before! It was causing
me more pain than before too! I was almost screaming into
that butt plug gag, as she pounded that dildo in and out
of my asshole! After a fierce few minutes of intense
fucking, she now was pulling all the way out of me again,
and driving the dildo into the base, slamming into my
bruised balls with abandon! I was on the verge of passing
out when I finally realized she had stopped! Mistress was
removing the ace bandage and butt plug, and whispering in
my ear again. "Well, slave, I hope you learned your
lesson?" "Thank you Mistress, I am so sorry, I
will never disobey you again. Thank you so much for
punishing me and loving me Mistress!" I sobbed!
"That is good slave, but before I release you, let's
see if you learned anything first, shall we?" With
that, Mistress retrieved a large wooden spoon, and
returned with a wicked smirk on her face! "Now, I
want you to prove to me that you can behave and obey. I
am going to use this spoon to paddle your stretched balls
back here. I am going to give you the fifty swats your
butt received, and I don't want to hear any screaming,
crying or loud moaning, is that clear slave?" "And
just because I am nice, I am going to give you a little
bit of an incentive too!" With that, Kathryn removed
her very wet panties and placed them over my head so the
wet crotch was lying over my nose and mouth! "There,
now you can become intoxicated by my wetness as I
complete your punishment!" "You can also enjoy
the flavor as you will be thanking me with your tongue
and mouth later after I am through beating your balls
blue!" The spoon gave a dull ache with every blow,
and it was extremely hard not to cry out in agony and
pain as the blows just kept coming! One ball then the
other, as she beat each one equally! Over and over the
ball beating continued! If it hadn't been for her wet
panties and the aromas my deep breaths were taking, I
would have probably screamed and cried like a baby! There
wasn't any part of my body that wasn't in pain! But the
beating of my balls were the cruelest, a deep dull aching
pain that just wouldn't stop! After receiving my
allotment of fifty blows, my punishment was finally over!
I was quite a mess! A humbled, thankful pathetic mess!
Mistress removed the weights and the ball stretcher, then
the spreader bar, and finally the wrist and ankle cuffs.
Next she helped me to a sitting position, although quite
uncomfortable due to my very sore anus and red stripped
butt! Kathryn finally removed her wet panties from my
face and asked me if I would be a good slave from now on?
I tried to say something but, a one word answer just
didn't seem appropriate, I reached out to hug Mistress
and I held her close and embraced her whispering to her
how grateful I am to serve such a wonderful Mistress! I
gave Mistress one of the most deepest longest soul
searching tender kiss in my life! It must have lasted a
good ten minutes! I finally got to drink some water and
found the strength to walk up to the bedroom, where I
dutifully served my Mistress with the best oral pleasures
I could give, on both of her holes! |