I felt her hands go through my hair and I whimpered loudly as if ticked and my sex clinched.

"So sweet, so innocent." Jessica whispered slowly against my right ear, goose bumps dancing down my arm.

Yanking my head back and forcing me to look up at her .I gasped loudly at the pain and fear that shot through me.

"Let us see, you have been away at school. I wonder, do you remember the rules?" Jessica's voice said, coming out in a low hiss.

"Yes, Mistress." I replied my voice barley coming out in a small whisper.

I felt her boot press against my bottom. I whimpered and arched not leaving sight with her eyes. Jessica then released me pushing me forward unable to catch myself landed solidly on my face. Quickly blinking to have the dark spots from dancing around. I held my hands tight behind my back.

"She's all yours." Said Jessica.

I looked up my hair dancing in front of my face to see Morgan standing a few feet away and Jessica's boots tapping against the floor as she walked over to him. I looked down knowing better than to look long. I had never seen Morgan enter and he reached down grabbing both of my wrist and pulling them up quickly and chaining them to the hanging chains above leaving me standing on my toes. I let out a little yelp of fear and whimpered lightly. Morgan slapped my face and grabbed my chin pulling me toward him.

"I don't want to hear a whinny child, do you understand?" He said his eyes dark.

"Yes Master." I mumbled under her finger still holding tightly to my chin the right side of my face growing warm from his slap.

Morgan soon released me walking behind me. Before I could take another breath the world became black and I gasped loudly fear filling me. Shivers dancing all over me. I squirmed trying to get away from the chains. My heart seeming to come out of my chest. I felt the sting of a flogger and Morgan's hand wrapping around me pulling me against him. He grabbed my neck lifting my chin whispering softly in my ear.

"Are you scared?" He said.

"Yes, Master." I whispered my lips trembling in the dark of the blindfold.

He soon released me the flogger dancing against my back each hit causing me to scream and my sex to clinch. I felt the wetness drip down my thighs and I tried hard to hold my thighs tight together to stop it but my mind began to dance in the darkened world behind my blind fold and my yelps soon became a mixture of screams. The flogger stopped and I jumped at Morgan's warm hands against my back and bottom rubbing them lightly. Holding me once again tight against his body he wrapped his arm around me touching my sex with his hand causing me to spread my legs as he touched my clit and suddenly pinched it. I let out a scream arching up.

"So wet." He whispered against my ear kissing my neck sending shiver dancing quickly down my body.

Morgan released me and I heard his foot steps come around me and the shuffle of clothing. I felt someone grab my left leg pulling it up and tying it up causing me to gasp at my now exposed sex. I felt my face turn red and I tried looking away and down from my leg before I could my chin was grabbed by a warm hand I knew was Morgan's. He forced my face up and I knew that if I was not wearing this blind fold I would be able to see him. I felt a finger touch my clit and I jumped. Morgan's hold got tighter and I let out a little gasp as his finger entered slowly. He removed it quickly and I moaned and whimpered loudly taking back the whimper the moment I did it.

"Please, Please." I mumbled trying to ask for forgiveness but, the slap came fast and hard against my sex causing me to scream loudly and arch my body jumping at the sudden pain and pleasure that ripped through me.

"What did I tell you about being a whinny brat." He growled loudly against my ear.

"I sorry Master please, I sorry." I whispered loudly.

I felt a flogger go against my back and I screamed at the suddenness of it. I tried hard to move away but, Morgan's grip was tight around my chin and there was no escape as the flogger came again and again. My mind counting each stroke till I was lost in a world of sparks and blackness my screams turning into loud moans. I heard Morgan's low laugh and it sent shivers up my spine as the flogger stopped and he released my chin leaving me hanging my hands chained above me my one leg tip toeing up and my other tied up leaving my sex exposed. My eyes covered in a dark black blindfold. His cock entered me with out warning and I screamed loudly trying to push myself away from the sudden entrance. Morgan grabbed my waist pulling me quickly against him as I entered him fully. I let out a gasp and a scream as I felt him and a flogger began it's torment against my front. My nipples now hard as stones. I screamed loudly as Morgan began his rhythm the flogger dancing against my boobs and stomach as I let out screams and fought against both .

"Please Please." I screamed.

"Please what." I heard Jessica's voice.

I didn't reply I knew better than to ask to stop and the dark spots still danced in front of my eyes behind the black blind fold. I felt the rush of a ejaculation come before I could control it. I screamed as it happened and Morgan stepped away as I felt the run of water run down my leg and hit the ground. The flogger had now stopped and my once slow breathing was now rapid gasp for air. I felt the whip slice through my back like butter and I screamed loudly using all that I could to fight against the roaring pain that took fire to my back. I tried moving, squirming but, I knew there was no way to get away from the pain of Jessica's bull whip. I heard her heels click as she came in front of me. My back roaring in blinding pain. She removed the blind fold tears running down my face. She wrapped her hand around my neck digging her nails deep inside cutting my neck.

"You will ask next time won't you?" She said her voice covered in distasted and anger.

"Yes Mistress, I promise." I whispered through a cracked voice as more tears came down my face.

"Release her, send her to go get cleaned up and to bed. Make sure she eats something." She said.

The ropes were released and the chains dropped my body no longer able to hold it self crashing to the hard cold ground. I looked up to only see her black boots turn and click there way out from the room. I looked away as I heard her soft chuckle and her whip against her side like her best friend. Then all I knew is I wanted to go home.

My partner and I have been trying out bondage and mild BDSM for a little time now and have collected together a few toys and made up several pieces of equipment for our play. One of the items we have are clamps made from large wooden clothes pins ('pegs' in the UK), which have larger jaws and stronger springs meant for heavy washing items such as blankets. They have been modified by filing teeth across the wooden jaws to give good grip. One set is painted black with green tips to indicate a 2 mm gap between the jaws to restrict the pressure on nipples. The other set has no restriction and painted plain black and are for use on the scrotum.

One day my partner told me that she had thought up a special treat so we muted the telephone and I went to our playroom to get our 'toy box' out while 'Mistress' went of to get ready. When she came into the room, Mistress was dressed in her favourite leather Bustier with breast cut outs to lift and emphasise her already large tits. She also wore a wide leather choker, leather and chain briefs and thigh length leather boots with high heels. She emphasised her dominant position with a leather riding crop.

On being instructed to strip I quickly shed what little clothes I had on and stood waiting mistresses command. She put cuffs on my wrists and clipped them together behind my back. Another set of cuffs were fitted around my ankles and connected to a spreader bar. A leather strap was now fitted around the root of my cock and scrotum while two more straps connected to the first were clipped round to separate my balls nice and taught for mistresses pleasure (and mine but I wouldn't admit it!).

Mistress now picked up the nipple clamps and clipped them on to my left nipple, I could tell straight away that she had the wrong ones and had used the full strength ones. "Mistress" I started to protest only to be quickly silenced by a sharp blow from the riding crop on my right buttock which instantly took my mind off the nipple pain. "Silence" commanded mistress and placed the second clamp on my right nipple which reminded me again of the pain in the other one, "I thought we would have a change of nipple clamps today, after all, I told you we were having a special treat, and this is only the beginning!".

She then placed a small coffee table about 2 foot in front of me and placed our weights on it, two of each 2 oz, 3 oz and 5 oz. I was puzzled by the inclusion of the 5 oz weights as we only use the 2's and 3's on nipples. I started to query the extra weights only to be commanded to silence again and a stinging blow from the riding crop on my left buttock which no doubt left matching marks on the two cheeks.

Mistress now unclipped my hands and told me to pick up one of the 2 oz weights with my left hand and return both hands behind my back afterwards. I did as commanded and she hung the weight on my right nipple clip, just as I had been getting used to the pain in the nipples, this increased the intensity. "Good" she said, "now give me the other 2 oz weight with your right hand".

Again I did as commanded and found that as I reached forwards and down, the weight on my nipple swung forward pulling the nipple straight out 90 degrees to my body, temporarily increasing the intensity of the pain as it did so. She hung this weight on my left nipple clip balancing up the two pain areas.

"Good" She said again, "now give me the 3 oz weight with your left hand". Again I did as commanded and as I reached forwards and down again, the weights on my nipples both swung and pulled the nipples outwards. She swapped the 2 oz weight on my right nipple with the 3 oz one before making me replace the 2 oz one on the table. This was repeated for the other nipple. I had often had the 3 oz weights on my nipples but never had them swinging and pulling my nipples straight outwards from my body. The pain was much more intense and I wasn't getting a chance to get used to it before each weight increase.

"Right" said Mistress. She then told me to ask her to increase the weights. I started to protest that 3 oz was the most we usually used and was instantly stopped in mid protest by the riding crop being applied to both of my arse cheeks. "We are going to have even more fun and extend this treat" She replied.

"Mistress" I said, "please will you increase the weights?". "My pleasure" She answered" and told me to pick up one of the 2 oz weights again with my left hand, when I had done so She added it to the 3 oz one on my right nipple.

"Mistress" I said, "please will you increase the weight on my left nipple?". "Of course dear sub" She answered" and told me to pick up the other 2 oz weight again with my right hand, when I had done so She added it to the 3 oz one on my left nipple. I now had 5 oz of weights on each nipple, nearly double my normal amount.

"Very good" Mistress praised and rubbed the riding crop over my body before gently nudging the weights with it to make them swing. "Now give me the 5 oz weight with your left hand" She continued. Again I did as commanded and She swapped the two weights on my right nipple for a single 5 oz one before commanding me to return the other two to the table. This was repeated for the other nipple.

Every time as I reached forwards and down again, the weights on my nipples both swung and pulled the nipples outwards with increasing intensities of pain as the weights were changed. "Well" Mistress said "I am waiting for your request". I couldn't believe that She was serious but a flick of the riding crop on my taught balls told me that She was.

"Mistress" I said, "please will you increase the weight even more?". She told me to pick up one of the 2 oz weights again with my left hand and when I had done so She added it to the 5 oz one on my right nipple.

"Mistress" I said, "please will you increase the weight on my left nipple also?" and was told to pick up the other 2 oz weight again with my right hand, when I had done so She added it to the 5 oz one on my left nipple.

As I reached forwards and down again to pick up the second weight, the weights on my nipples both swung and as they pulled the nipples outwards the already intense pain was dramatically increased.

"Well" Mistress said again and a flick of the riding crop encouraged my further request. "Mistress" I said, "please may I have the rest of the weights?". Then She told me to pick up one of the 3 oz weights again with my left hand and I very carefully bent forwards again to pick up the weight. When I had done so She added it to the 7 oz on my right nipple.

"Mistress" I said, "please will you increase the weight on my left nipple also?" and was told to pick up the other 3 oz weight again with my right hand. The pain of the combined weights was severe but possibly not quite as severe as I may have guessed without trying it. This time however, as I very carefully bent forward with 10 oz of lead attached to my right nipple it felt as if my nipple was being pulled out of my body and every tiny jerky movement made it worse. I picked up the last weight and She added it to the 7 oz on my left nipple making 10 oz each side, 20 oz total, 1 1/4 lb. of lead suspended on the tiny area of my nipples.

Mistress now instructed me to bend over and place both hands on my knees. I thought sure that my nipples were being pulled off but to my relief they stayed on, as did the weights - those teeth filed into the clothes pins really worked.

A short time after I had complied with her demand, I felt Mistresses hand caressing my balls and the pain in my tits receded somewhat as my attention dropped to my pleasure area. "How many ounces of weights have you got?" She asked. "Ten" I answered. "OK, ten it is " She replied and proceeded to whip my arse with the crop - ten times, five on each cheek. I couldn't hold still as that crop hit my arse cheeks so each time She struck, the weights on my nipples jiggled with the resulting pain. Boy, was I glad that I hadn't said 'Ten each side'!.

After the whipping, Mistress let me stand up again and remove the weights - one at a time, and place them back on the table before being instructed to lay on the bed where Mistress clipped my hands and feet to the corners of the bed. She then rode my erection while playing with my very erect nipples until we soon both came in an explosion of cum. My nipples stayed erect for several hours afterwards but the feeling was quite sensual.

1

i met the love of my life, Daniel, after giving up on men, having endured one bad relationship after another, including a 10 year long marriage. Our relationship started out mostly vanilla, as we found we had a lot in common, a natural compatibility i had never experienced before, and sex was better than i'd ever imagined. i didn't share with him that i had a natural submissive side and had as long as i could remember, because no one had seemed that receptive before, or worse, the men in my life had abused the privilege i tried to give them. He also admired my strength and pride in myself, and i was afraid He wouldn't understand the contradictory nature of many subs. But i could sense a natural dominant side in Him, and after finally broaching the subject, i was pleasantly surprised at how open He was to the idea. Our relationship developed gradually into more and more of a D/s one that was both exciting and natural to both of us.

Two years later, we still didn't live together, as we worked 50 miles apart, and i still needed to maintain my own apartment, though we were getting serious enough to discuss my changing jobs to be with Him permanently. In the meantime, we were separated Monday thru Friday, and i stayed with Him on most weekends.

i had always struggled with my weight and had to work hard to maintain it. But recently, i had let stress get the better of me, and about 15 pounds had slowly crept back. i noticed as my clothes were getting tighter and tighter. Daniel was kind and never said anything, but He could hear more and more how unhappy i was becoming with myself and how it was hurting my confidence, something He loved about me.

He asked me one morning, while snuggling in bed, if i'd like Him to help me lose the weight again. He made it clear that He loved me completely the way i was, but that He didn't like seeing me lose my confidence and pride (except with Him, of course). He also said He was looking forward to a long life with me and wanted me to be healthy.

"How can You help me?" I asked.

"Let me take control," He said.

"You mean make a BDSM game out of my weight loss?"

"It won't be a game," He said sternly. "Frankly, I'm not happy with your attitude about yourself, and losing the weight is the only thing that will change it. I will take it seriously FOR you, since you haven't been taking it very seriously yourself."

"You're right. i've lost my discipline. If You can help me get it back, when do we start?" i said, smiling seductively.

He said, "I don't think you get it. If you truly want Me to help you, you need to understand it is not part of our play, and there will be REAL rewards and punishments. It also takes commitment, and it's too easy for someone trying to lose weight to commit, then lose that commitment in a moment of weakness. If you really want this, I want you to commit to it completely. Make a conscious decision and promise right now to hand this over to Me, and when you get weak, I will remind you of your commitment, and it will NOT be pleasant. If you want this, you need to give up COMPLETE control of your body and your health to me, accept your punishments and rewards, no arguing or questioning, and no turning back."

i thought hard about this, about giving this man i loved so much even MORE control over me than He already had. i loved Him so deeply, and more importantly, i trusted Him. It was that trust that made me say, "Yes. i want You to help me with this. i promise to accept everything You say and not ask questions. i trust You and love You and know You only have my best interests at heart."

"Well, let's get started then."

"Now?" i asked.

"No time like the present!"

He grabbed his laptop and brought it to bed, and started making a document. It had 3 headings, "Food," "Water," and "Exercise."

"you've lost weight before. you know what you should eat every day. I want you to journal every single thing that goes in your mouth every day. And I want you to document your water intake. you should have a ½ ounce for every pound you weigh. you're 160 pounds, so that's 80 ounces."

"Oh my God! i'll be peeing every 5 minutes!"

"Are you questioning me?" He asked sternly. i said no, and that i was sorry.

"you are to do 30 minutes of aerobic exercise every day, 6 days a week. I'll email you this document template, and you are to fill it out daily, and email it to me at the end of every day by 9:00 pm. Everything should be completed by then. By 9:30, I will send you a text message with instructions regarding rewards or punishments for that day, which you will carry out yourself. I'll also give you a weekly weight loss goal. Every Saturday morning, when you're with me, you will weigh in on my scale. Meeting your weekly goal is more significant than your daily accomplishments or failures, and will determine your rewards or punishments you will receive from me that weekend, which will also be more significant. your first weekly goal is 2 pounds by Saturday."

"But it's already Sunday. That's only 6 days."

"Then you'd better make today count as well. Now spread your legs."

i did as i was told, and he started playing with my pussy, inserting a couple of fingers to get them wet, then circling my clit. Of course, i started to squirm, and he told me to be completely still and spread my legs as wide as i could. i complied, as he continued going from clit to inside and massaging my G spot, and back again. It got harder and harder to stay still, and soon i was moaning and squirming again, close to cumming. i was just about to ask if i could when, suddenly He stopped.

"you can cum after you've had 3 good days, all your water, no food that's not on your diet, and exercise completed." i groaned and started to whine about it, but His look told me instantly i would get nowhere.

"Yes, Sir," i said, with eyes downcast. Little did i know that my own disappointment didn't even compare with His. He loved pleasuring me, and holding it back from me denied Him pleasure as well.

i left extremely frustrated but intrigued with how our lifestyle would help me get rid of my extra pounds.

2

With my new sense of determination, i did well that day, eating right, and i even made time to go to the gym. i felt i was drinking constantly, but noticed as it was approaching 9:00 that i had only consumed 54 ounces. This was going to be harder than i thought! At 8:55, i got a reminder text from Daniel that it was time to submit my journal for the day. i sent a reply that said, "Yes, Sir," and sent my journal as is. A few minutes later, i received the following text:

"My pet, this is a good start, but you failed to get enough water in. Get your pair of clothespins and place them on those sensitive nipples of yours. you may take them off after you've consumed the remaining 26 ounces of water. Let Me know when you're finished."

Oh no! i HATE the clothespins and can't take more than a couple of minutes with them! But i desperately wanted to please Him and show Him i'm committed. I quickly measured out 26 ounces of water, sighed, then got the clothespins. i put them on, and they hurt SO much! We'd played with them before, but in a heightened state of arousal, i could take it better. This just HURT! i quickly started drinking. It was so hard to concentrate on drinking and not the pain, but i finished the water in about 5 minutes. Of course, when i took the pins off, the pain got that much worse. And i felt so full of water. I quickly texted Him back and told him i was done. He sent back, "Good job. Now, you may not use the bathroom for the next hour. During that time, you may think about how it might be a good idea to space your water out during the day. After that, use your vibrator on your clit until you are on the verge of orgasm, then stop. NO CUMMING! This will remind you what your next reward is if you follow directions better."

The frustration was horrible, and i truly considered defying Him. But i thought about how much i loved this man and trusted that He knew what was best. i instantly felt that relief that comes with truly submitting and giving up control to Him.

3

The next day, i did better with the water, and i even used my lunch hour to go to the gym, eating my small lunch at my desk. That afternoon, a coworker brought in a package of cookies from a trip to the store, and i grabbed one without even thinking! It just happened. It wasn't until afterwards that i realized what i did and how making these bad choices had become habit. i seriously considered just not reporting it, but i just couldn't. Daniel was doing this because He wanted to help me, and i owed Him honesty. i included it in my journal, along with an apology and an explanation that it truly happened by accident. He sent the following: "Vibrator on your clit until you're close to orgasm. Then stop and put a clothespin on that engorged clit for 5 minutes exactly. If you can't do it and take it off before 5 minutes is up, start over, including the vibrator."

Oh my God! i couldn't even imagine that tight clothespin on my clit! i had mixed feelings. The sub, the glutton for punishment in me was getting turned on, but my more sensible side was truly worried. Could i do this??

The vibrator was heaven, though i knew it would end in disappointment. i was getting so hot with thoughts of Him, i almost said, "Screw this!" and let it happen, but found that i just couldn't. On the brink of orgasm, i stopped, groaning in misery. Then I looked at the clock, took a deep breath, held it, and put the clothespin on my clit. i knew it would hurt, but i had no idea how EXCRUCIATING this would be, and frustrating too. my pussy was screaming for release. it was getting stimulation, but not the kind that would push me over the edge. It felt like forever when i looked at the clock and realized it had only been one minute!! i really didn't think i could do this. i was so afraid of disappointing Him and didn't want to report failure. i sat there, my hands in fists, willing myself not to take it off, yet questioning myself as to why i was doing this. i knew i could just lie or refuse to do this and give up, but i just couldn't. i was discovering what it felt like to be owned. Not soon enough, it was over. i took the pin off, crying out at the pain, and realized my face was covered in tears. i called Daniel to tell Him i did it. He could hear how much in pain i was, but never apologized like i thought he would. He was stern as He told me maybe i'd remember next time. i thought i detected some regret in His voice, but couldn't be sure.

4

The next day, i did well, but had such a stressful day that i blew off exercise. Surprisingly, he gave me no punishment, just told me i'd better meet my goal on Saturday. The following day, i didn't get in enough water, and that Friday, i went out to lunch with coworkers and ate some of the pasta that came with it. As i drove out to his house that Friday night, i was seriously wondering if He just stopped caring about it, or maybe He was giving up on me. It was with trepidation that i knocked on His door.

He opened the door, but didn't greet me with His usual smile and kiss. He stepped aside so i could walk in, without saying a word. i stepped in and He stopped me from moving forward, and simply said, "Strip, everything." i started to protest, but the look in His eyes told me He had not stopped caring. He was stern and clearly disappointed. i did as i was told, keeping my eyes downcast. i was ashamed of my actions and my body. He led me to his scale and told me to get on it. It revealed that i hadn't lost anything. He looked me in the eye and said, "Not a word. Go, bend over my bed, spread your legs."

i did and with little warning, he smacked my ass HARD, not like when we played, but truly HARD. It brought instant tears to my eyes. Then He gave me a couple more hard smacks like that. He told me to spread my legs wider and started to play with my clit. i thought i was in for a good night and started slipping into subspace, when He smacked my clit, HARD. i was shocked and started to close my legs. He pushed them back apart and said not to move. He slid two fingers into me and felt my incredible wetness. Then He told me to get up and sit on the bed.

"I suspected this, and apparently I'm right. There's a pain slut in you, and you're purposely making mistakes on this weight loss thing so you can find out what trick I have up my sleeve next. You actually like the punishments I've been handing out to you, don't you?"

I shook my head, no, but I knew the truth. My curiosity was getting me in trouble.

"Here's what's going to happen," He went on. "I'm no longer doling out daily punishments. You know what you need to do. I still want you to submit your reports, but while you're here on the weekends, I control every aspect of your diet and of you. I will control your meals, your water, your pleasure, and your pain. You will be used for my pleasure in ways that allow Me to get off as necessary, but you will NOT cum until you earn it by meeting your weight loss goals. Do you understand?"

i nodded.

"Now, this weekend, you need to learn some humility, since you thought you could control me through your disobedience. You are My pet, but you have misbehaved. Your breakfast and your dinner will consist of one cup of dry dog food (i gasped). you will finish your breakfast completely before being allowed to have a slightly more palatable lunch of a grilled chicken salad with lowfat dressing. Then more dog food for dinner, and it must be finished completely before you can have a piece of fruit in the evening. you may have all the water you want. I'll be measuring to make sure you have enough, and you will exercise on my treadmill naked while I watch. you will raise your hand to speak and wait for permission, and you will ask permission to use the bathroom. Because i don't trust you not to sneak in some snack or not to touch yourself inappropriately, i will also supervise all bathroom breaks. you can count on being used for my sexual pleasure often during the weekend, but it will be in ways that will not result in orgasm for you. At my whim, you will also be brought to the brink of orgasm several times, but you will not cum. The scale next week will determine your next chance at orgasm."

i was shocked, but i raised my hand. He nodded, and i said, "You can't be serious about DOG FOOD, please?! Isn't that harsh for the first week? i agree to everything You've said, but please not that! There's no way . . ." He stopped me with a finger to my lips.

"It's not up to you to agree to what I've said. you did last weekend when you gave me control over this. you asked me to help and you made a promise. Don't lose my respect for you by backing out now. Do as I say, do better next week, and this doesn't have to ever happen again. Now go and make me some baked chicken with steamed broccoli for dinner, just enough for me. you'll be starting your new dinner regimen tonight."

He went and sat at the dinner table and read a book, but was at such an angle that He could easily supervise me. i felt tears start to fall as i contemplated walking out right then and there. But i loved this man so much. i'd asked for this, though i hadn't known He would show how hard He could be when tested. i didn't know how i would make it through the weekend.

There's no way she could have known how incredibly painful this was for Me. I wanted to wrap her in My arms and tell her I was sorry, make love to her and pleasure her. But I knew she needed this from Me. She needed hard discipline to reach her goals and didn't have the strength herself. And I knew if I sent a strong message from the very beginning, she would snap to it faster and experience success and, therefore, happiness about her accomplishments that much faster. This KILLED me, but I knew she needed it. And it was important to her submission to Me for her to give in and do this. I knew she thought I was being cruel. I just hoped and prayed she would get through it without hating Me and see I did it for her.

5

Baked chicken and steamed broccoli had never looked so good as it did next to a bowl of Dog Chow. Watching Him enjoy normal food that i sometimes turned my nose up at because it was too plain while i faced something so disgusting was the hardest thing. But i became determined to show Him i could do anything He demanded of me.

"Oh. I almost forgot. Put this in you while we eat." It was a remote control bullet vibe. Just when my pride started to surge, He again put me in my place by reminding me i was His to play with, and despite my disgust and even anger at Him, He could cause my own body to betray its true desires.

i held up the first pellet, smelled it, and almost gagged. i looked at Him pleadingly, He gave me a stern look, and proceeded to take the first bit of His meal. i put the nugget in my mouth and chewed, quickly. It didn't really hit me until i swallowed it. It was absolutely disgusting. i grabbed my water and washed it down as best as i could. He then turned on the vibe. i was so torn between arousal and disgust, but ultimately, i felt absolutely controlled, which was both exactly what i needed but what my instinct said to rebel against.

i think i drank about 4 ounces of water with every pellet and realized i was getting nowhere. So i started taking about 6 or 7 pellets, chewing up as fast as i could, then washing it down with water. i kept looking at him pleadingly, but he kept on eating his dinner, a dinner which now looked delicious. He also kept turning the vibe up. i started to squirm and moan a bit, and He told me to stop, that i need to learn better self control than that.

Somehow i finished, and i felt so sick, yet so hot. He asked if i wanted dessert. i raised my eyebrows questioningly, and He said to get on my knees and open my mouth. His cock had never tasted so good after what i couldn't believe i'd just eaten. He let me suck on it awhile, then he grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face. i never actually LIKED the taste of cum, but compared to my dinner, i was so happy to have it to wash down the taste! i raised my hand afterwards, and when He nodded, i said, "Thank You, Sir. May i use the bathroom now?"

He said, "Sure." Then He followed me. i'd forgotten about his rule about not having privacy for bathroom visits. As i pulled down my pants and prepared to sit on the toilet, i realized he was standing right in front of me, arms crossed. i was quite embarrassed, but sat down anyway, knees tightly closed.

"Open your legs as wide as you can while you pee for me." Oh no! This was so humiliating! I did it, with head down, and it took me awhile to relax enough to do it. i cleaned up and quickly got up.

He took me in his arms, kissed me, and told me i did well following all the rules. Now for my reward. "Go lie down on your back and spread your arms and legs."

He quickly restrained my arms and legs to the corners of the bed with the restraints he keeps there. He got down between my legs, spread my lips apart, then start kissing and sucking softly on my clit. i immediately started squirming, and he smacked my inner thigh in a gently warning. He increased intensity until i started moaning, resulting in another smack. i was forced to break the speaking rule and said, "i'm so close, may i please cum??!"

"No!" He said, and smacked my clit. He then inserted a vibrator into my ass and left it on, while He straddled my waist. With one hand, He played with my nipples, and with the other, He played with Himself. With the vibrator in my ass, my sensitive nipples getting played with, and watching His beautiful cock, it was absolute torture. As He got close to cumming, He was pointed right at my face. i opened my mouth to receive His load, but He told me to close my mouth. i could tell what He intended, and got irritated because He knows i hate cum in my face. It feels so demeaning. When He started to cum, i cringed and closed my eyes. He made sure to spread it all over my face when He unloaded. He then pulled the vibrator out of my ass and told me i should feel honored to wear His cum. He then removed my restraints and told me to go clean up and come to bed.
i did as i was told, but was feeling angry and bitter. When i came to bed, angry and sexually frustrated, He wrapped me in His arms and said, "I'm honored with you trust and submission. I know you're not happy at the moment, but when you learn your lesson and do as I say, you'll feel proud, beautiful, and confident. This may be a rough weekend, but you will take what you've learned with you, lose weight this next week, and feel the joy of my rewards next weekend. I love you and want you to be your best."

I settled down, still a bit miffed, but so comfortable in His strong arms, feeling the relief of being loved and owned.

To be continued . . .

Her cunt seeped juice. The butt plug that was still firmly nuzzled in her ass was suddenly ripped from its hiding place, and quickly replaced with the Domme's huge fuck toy.

The slut screamed from the combined pain and pleasure that her body was thrown into. The Domme's hips piston in and out, shoving the strap-on deeper into her bowels and then retreating. The slut's eyes closed and her head rocked from side to side as her body was over come with sensation. She had always loved anal, but she had never been tied to a bed and forced to endure it before. The added humiliation of 6 complete strangers watching while her body was used, sent her spiraling into a non-stop orgasm. Her body lurched and pulled at her restraints as her asshole was pummeled.

The Domme let out a wicked little chuckle as She reached for the vibrator that lay within reach. When the rod was turned on and the slut heard the unmistakable humming sound, her eyes flew open! She was already on overload and was in a nonstop orgasm, and She was planning to push her limits even further.

The slut shook her head furiously and was mumbling "NO, please, god, please no!!!"

The Domme smiled sadistically as she applied the buzzing wand to her clit. The slut was helpless. She pulled on her cuffs as her body spazzumed. Tears were running down her face as she came again and again and again.

Then just as quickly as her clit was attacked, the vibrations stopped. The slut panted and tried to catch her breath.

"you enjoying being my fuck toy slut?" the Domme's voice demanded. "you dirty little slut! you like being put on display and used in front of all these men, don't you?!?!"

The slut was still trying to catch her breath and didn't answer quickly enough. Her nipples were sudden grabbed and pinched hard as the Domme barked, "Answer me slut!!!!!"

"Yes Miss." was the breathless reply. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she realized she had just again admitted to how much of a slut she really was. She was completely getting off while she was tied and lewdly displayed. She was completely at the mercy of this dominating goddess.

The Domme pulled the huge cock from the slut's asshole, stepped to the side and spread her cheeks wide apart. The slut's asshole remained stretched open for a minute as the Domme spit into it. The saliva felt cool against her over heated hole. The slut shivered and as she did her sopping cunt released more pussy liquids and they ran down and started to pool in her abused asshole before continuing onto the mattress below.

A red tipped finger scooped up some of the cunt secretions from the bound slut's shrinking butt hole, and brought it to the slut's lips.

"Suck it all off bitch!!!! Suck the nasty combined juices of your two fuck holes!!"

The Domme grinned evilly as the slut's lips parted gingerly and accepted the dripping finger into her mouth. The taste was not as unpleasant as she expected and she ran her tongue around the digit.

"That's right you cum loving whore... clean it all up!"

The slut lifted her head and looked down between her spread legs and saw the men from the construction site had pulled their chairs right up, and were sitting right at the end of the bed. They all were getting an unobstructed close up view of her most private parts. The men now all had their cocks out and on display. She lay her head back down and turned it to the right. There sat Sir sipping on His beer just watching the goings on. He was still fully clothed and He grinned at His prize possession. "Having fun princess???"

She didn't get a chance to respond before her cunt was quickly filled with a huge rubber cock. It had a handle protruding from the end of it, and the Domme had a firm grip on it as She started to fuck it forcefully into the exposed cunt. The Domme's other hand slowly trailed its way up to the slut's rock hard nipples and when it reached the left one, flicked the bud, then Her hand repeated its torment on the slut's left tit.

The slut squirmed as the sting of her nipples registered in her brain. This only caused her to push herself deeper on the manmade cock that was already exploring deep in her womb.

"Have you ever squirted before slut?!" The Domme's voice penetrated the air.

"No Miss." was the weak reply.

"Well that is about to change slut." Her smile widening as She spoke.

The Domme pulled the huge cock out so its giant head was just held lightly by her splayed cunt lips. She slightly angled the long shaft so that it was pointing up inside of her slut fuck hole. It was apparent very quickly that the Domme knew exactly what She was doing. The cock starting sliding in and out in an upward motion. Each push making direct contact with her G spot. The feeling becoming more and more intense. The slut felt like she had to pee. The intensity continued to increase. It felt like a tidal wave building..higher and higher it grew.

"Just so you know slut...I know that your Sir gave you permission, but this time you need to beg for release from Me!" She chuckled as She watched her face, as the realization dawned on her.

'oh god, oh god, oh god. How the hell am I ever going to stop this mounting orgasm' The slut's head swam as she tried to get control of her body. The restraints were really being tested now. "PLEASE Miss may I cum for You?"

"Not yet!" was the stern reply. "We've barely started!"

The Domme turned and looked at the man with his pants around his ankles, who was seated right behind Her. "Here grab the handle and keep fucking her cunt at the same rhythm and angle. I want to keep the dirty little slut right on the edge."

The man grinned widely, and eagerly took the handle from the Domme, and took up his place at the end of the bed fucking the cunt.

The Domme came around the edge of the bed again, and climbed on the bed, straddling the slut's head while facing the "audience". She roughly grabbed a tit in each hand and wrapped them around the huge appendage jutting from her crotch while lowering Her ass and cunt onto the bound slut's face. She rolled Her hips around coating the already makeup smeared face in Her pussy juices.

"Stick out your tongue and lick Me you cunt!!"

Her tongue shot out and started to attend to the task at hand. Her orgasm was still building. The man at the end of the bed doing an excellent job duplicating the fucking that the Domme had started.

"PLEASE may I cum!!!" was the muffled plea that was barely heard.

"So you are still close huh slut?!"

"YES MISS -- PLEEEAASSE!!! I need to cum!"

The Domme chuckled again as She reached to Her right and picked up a set of clover clamps.

"We can't have you cumming too soon! We want a nice big explosion when you are finally allowed to cum." She pulled upward on the left nipple and when it was fully stretched She released the clamp.

The slut's scream was muffled.

"Still want to cum slut?" She asked as she treated her other nipple in the same harsh manner.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!" was heard from under the Domme's ass.

"Didn't think so!" the Domme laughed.

The slut's head hurt. She had been so close to going over, and had been working so hard at controlling the inevitable, that she did not expect the sudden biting pain that was inflicted upon her sensitive nubs. Her orgasm had definitely retreated. She sighed in a tormented relief.

It was short-lived. The constant pounding of her G stop had her squirming again in no time. She concentrated hard on licking the pussy and asshole that were grinding into her face. She tried to forget the almost overwhelming feeling of needing to pee. The Domme must have sensed her struggle and tugged on the chain that lay between her clamped nipples. She then grabbed the clamp tipped tits, and started to tit fuck them. The slut winced under the Domme. It was almost painful as the rubber pulled the skin between her tits, but it did help her take the attention away from the tidal wave building inside her.

The Domme must have noticed the skin sticking to the cock, and decided that there was some lubrication needed. She released the slut's tits, and they fell to the side, again pulling on the clamps. The Domme reached to her side again, and the slut thought She was reaching for some lube. Nope. The Domme then reached down between the slut's wide spread knees and scooped up some of the slippery liquid oozing from her. She quickly smeared it all over her tits and the large dong, and promptly went back to tit fucking.

The sensation of needing to pee was peaking again. The dong with the handle, still assaulting her G spot. The slut's hips started to sway as much as they were able to, pulling on the restraints. She screamed into the Domme's pussy again. The vibrations of the noise were felt on Her clit, and were pleasing the Domme. The Domme nodded Her head at the man signaling him to pick up the vibe and apply it to the slut's engorged clit.

"OH GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEEEEEEEEEEAAAASSSSSSSE let me cum Miss!!!!! Please, please, please!!!!!! I beg You!!" Was faintly heard.

"YES SLUT!!!! You may cum now." she answered.

The Domme quickly looked at the man fucking her with the dong and holding the vibe and commanded. "Pound her HARD 3 more times and then pull the dong out while holding the vibe in place. Do it NOW!!"

As soon as the permission was granted the slut pulled violently on her ropes, and the orgasm started to erupt from her. Her pussy was pounded 3 more times forcefully, and then the big cock was ripped from her as her cunt started to spew liquid. The slut couldn't see, but it felt like it would never stop. Her juices shot into the air like a fountain.

The room erupted in cheers. The men were obviously enjoying her humiliation. She could feel her body blush as she lay there helpless.

Never before had the slut cum as many times as she did that night. Her body felt drained. She honestly didn't think she could go on.

The Domme rose from the bed and stepped to the floor, lightly tugging on the chain that still connected her tits. The slut groaned weakly. Her arms were released from above her head and placed beside her. She lay there completely spent. Her legs were then untied and were allowed to hang over the edge of the bed. Her muscles ached from being in one position for so long.

She turned her head to look at Sir, He was smiling at her. He seemed pleased with His slut's behavior. She smiled softly. Oh how she loved to please her Sir.

A sudden pain from her nipples reminded her that they were still clamped. The Domme was gently pulling on them. Her eyes were closed from exhaustion, but the slut had no choice but to sit upright on the bed. When she was fully erect the chain dangled from her tits. Swaying and pulling. She squirmed from the pain being inflicted. Out of nowhere she felt a burning feeling in her squashed nipple. Her eyes again flew open and she watched as the Domme released the second clamp. She couldn't help it as a quick scream escaped her lips. A blind fold again went over her half-closed eyes.

The slut felt hands on the inside of her knees as they were being pushed apart. She was too exhausted to even think about trying to stop it. She felt a mouth close over her tender nip and suck mercilessly on it. She felt the tongue flick across the top of it while the suction continued. She was beat, and she couldn't believe that her body was starting to respond again. She felt her cunt twitch. Her clit was again standing at attention. Then there was a mouth covering it too. The mouth nipped and sucked on the tortured tip. She moaned deeply.

God she is a slut. An unsatable slut.

Sir whispered in her ear. "The night is still young princess." And He kissed her gently, and returned to His seat and opened another beer.

He looked at the men circling the bed and nodded His head......

To be continued...??

The bumps and potholes in the road continued to increase. The plug in her ass was pushing deeper inside her. The rubber cock was slick from her juices, and was still buried deep in her pussy. She silently thanked god that Sir hadn't had her use a vibe on her clit, as this was difficult enough. They were passing through the construction area. Pieces of the road had been dug up to prepare for upgrades. She sighed and was thankful to not see anyone in the area working. Here she sat, her slut ass and pussy stuffed full, her already short skirt hiked around her waist, and the sheer white blouse she was wearing unbuttoned and pulled open. Her nipples were clearly visible above the white half-cup bra she was wearing. The chain which linked the clamps on her nipples swayed and pulled. She moaned softly when she heard Tom chuckle.

Sir's voice brought her back to attention. He was talking to her, telling her not to disappoint Him and accidentally cum. She breathed deep, slow breaths. She concentrated on pushing the orgasm down.

"Princess, I know you can do this. You've practiced, you know how to control it."

She whimpered softly into the phone. "Yes Sir."

"Now reach back into your bag of toys and you should find a blindfold. I want you to take it out and put it on. You trust me, right princess? You know I always look after you."

"Yes Sir." she replied. She did trust him. Completely.

She reached into the bag and felt the blindfold. She pulled it out and looked at the mirror. There was Tom again, smiling back at her with a wicked little grin. As she reached behind her head to tighten the blindfold her stomach again did the fluttering of a million butterflies, her pussy soooo close to cumming. She groped around and after finding it, placed the phone back to her ear.

"You remember what to do if it's too much for you, right princess? You remember how to slow things down or even stop." Sir's voice was calming, but her mind screamed.

'Slow it down, or stop it?' OMG what did Sir have planned for her? A new and more powerful nervous excitement overtook her. Soon she would be with Sir. She smiled.

"I can see the headlights of the car princess. You're driving up now."

"I need you to listen to me princess. Tom is going to pull the car up and stop, wait in the car until I come get you. I love you princess."

"I love You too Sir."

She sat in the back seat, fidgeting nervously.

After a short wait with everything completely exposed, suddenly the back door opened and she heard Sir's voice. "Welcome princess, I hope you had a fun drive." She could hear the smile in Sir's voice. "I quite enjoyed the show you put on for Tom. You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you?"

"Yes Sir, I am a dirty little slut." she flushed deeply. Sir chuckled.

She swung her legs towards the open door. She felt Sir's hand touch hers.

"Stop there for a moment princess. Spread your legs."

She stopped on the edge of the backseat, and did as she was told. Sir's hands slowly trail up the inside of her thighs. Her pussy was sopping. Sir chuckled as he reached the spot where her inner thighs were coated in her juices.

"Oh princess, I see you enjoyed your ride here."

She blushed as she replied. "Yes thank You Sir, I did."

"Ok hold still for a minute princess. We have a bit of a walk up to the building so I need to secure things here." He reached past her and grabbed the bag of toys. She used one of the senses she was still allowed to use and listened as He reached in and withdrew something. She could then hear the distinct sound of tape being dispensed from a large roll and then felt the tape sticking to her.

"Stand up slowly princess, and watch your head." She stood slowly and she felt the objects deep in her holes adjust.

The sound of tape again. He taped the dildo and plug in place. She felt quite silly having a backward chastity belt created for her. She wondered how odd she must look standing there. Her skirt still around her waist, with her slut holes filled and then taped in place, clamps on her nipples and a blindfold on. She must look like what she truly was for her Sir, a slut.

"This way princess. I'll guide you." she reached down to pull her skirt into place when Sir stopped her.

"I like this look." And he kissed her passionately. Her pussy was throbbing as she felt his cock grinding lightly into her. Even in the humiliating situation she found herself in at that moment, she was incredibly proud of herself and the fact that she made Sir hard.

He turned and started to lead her down a path. It was hard to walk being as full as she was. Thankfully Sir walked at a medium pace so she could keep up.

They walked in silence for a bit, the only sound was her heels clicking on the solid ground.

"Where are we Sir?" she asked quietly.

Sir laughed. "It belongs to a friend of mine. He offered it to me for the weekend."

Ok good, she thought to herself. At least it didn't sound like they were in a public place. The slight breeze played with her exposed nipples. Her body shuddered.

"You cold princess?"

"A little Sir."

Sir removed his jacket and placed it over her shoulders. "Better?"

"Yes, thank You Sir." Sir then told her to brace herself, and He removed one of the nipple clamps. She groaned loudly as the blood rushed back in to it. Sir massaged it gently. He then repeated the process. He tenderly kissed her nipples then turned and continued to walk.

"Ok watch your step here, there are 3 steps directly in front of you princess."

They walked up the steps. The big black dildo and butt plug twisting slightly inside of her as she lifted her legs to step up. She sighed as her pussy released more cunt juice.

She heard a door open, and music playing.

"This way princess." Sir led her across a room. Click click click went her heels on the floor. Wherever they were, it wasn't carpeted.

Sir stopped and leaned herself into Him. He held her in His arms and softly stroked her. She put her head on Sirs shoulder and breathed deeply. How she loved the smell of Him. "Be a good girl and wait right here."

She stood quietly, listening.

Soon Sir reached for her and guided her gently. When she was in the spot He wanted he proceeded to remove her blouse.

"Hold your arms out princess."

She raised her arms in front of her. Leather cuffs were being attached to her wrists. Then suddenly her left arm was above her head, and her right arm quickly followed. Sir then reached down and unzipped her skirt. She felt it slip from her hips and puddle around her ankles. Not that it had been covering anything important for the last two hours.

"Lift your right leg towards me princess."

She did as she was commanded. A cuff went around her ankle and then her leg got pulled out to the side. This was a familiar feeling; Sir had tied her to the rafters in her house once. Spread eagle on a spreader bar. She calmed a little as the familiarity was comforting. Next her other leg was treated in the same way.

She sensed what may have been a camera flash or two go off. Sir must be taking pictures again to add to His collection.

Sir's voice whispered into her ear causing her to shiver, "You look so beautifully slutty."

Again she sensed the flashes.

Something was put over her ears.

"Trying something new princess. You always listen so intently to what I'm doing that it takes away some of the 'surprise factor'."

Her ears were then filled with the familiar sounds of one of her favorite songs.

She was lost listening to the words in the song as she hung from her cuffs, when suddenly she felt a vibrator on her clit. She screamed! Holy fuck she was going to cum.

"Sir!!!" she pleaded. "Sir PLEASE may I cum?"

The song cut out, and she heard Sir's voice. "No princess, just a little while longer. Just listen to the song and concentrate on it instead of your orgasm."

She tried, she really tried to concentrate on it, but it wasn't helping. "PLEASE SIR!!!" she begged. "Please may I cum."

"Yes princess, cum HARD for me!"

As her orgasm started to rip through her, the blindfold was pulled from her eyes. In front of her sat 6 men in various states of undress. She was mortified, but she couldn't control herself, pulling at her restraints as she bucked through her orgasm. As her orgasm subsided, and she slumped in her restraints, her body blushed deeply. If the objects in her ass and pussy weren't taped in place she would have surely shot them from their hiding places.

6 sets of eyes staring at her. She felt so helpless, her body shamelessly on display. She could see their mouths moving and tried to read their lips. All she could hear was the lyrics to "crazy bitch".

Where was Sir?

She couldn't see Him. He wasn't in front of her like the rest of the men. Suddenly she felt cold steel on her leg, and with an upward motion the tape which held in her toys, was cut. she felt the dildo slide from her sopping pussy and land on the floor between her wide spread legs with a thud. Her cum, which coated the rubber toy, splashed from it onto her legs. The men appeared to be cheering. Her head hung in shame as she looked down and saw the glistening dildo lying there.

The music stopped and the head phones were removed.

Sir picked up the dildo and held it to her lips. "Suck it princess. Suck your slut juices from it!"

Her tongue darted out and flicked at the cock, hesitating for a moment she looked at Sir. He looked at her sternly. Her mouth opened and Sir pushed it so she had to suck it. She did so hungrily on the cock. Sir had removed the headphones so she could now hear what the men were saying.

"Fuck, I never thought when we started this stretch of highway repairs that we would be so lucky!"

The other men laughed and quickly agreed. "Quite the entertainment!"

Suddenly she realized why the construction site that they had driven through was empty. The workers were here, watching her.

Sir's voice was right beside her again. "Princess I am going to let your arms down and release your legs. I want you to take two steps backwards and then sit."

Her head nodded her response, "Yes Sir."

When she was released she stepped backwards, bent her legs and sat, thankful to find something under her. The plug still buried in her ass pushed deeper into her bowels. She squirmed uncomfortably for a moment.

"Lay back slut!"

As she lay she felt her arms spread out above her head again. She was right on the edge of a bed. She looked up and saw 4 large posts rise from it and loom above her. Once her arms were secured, her legs were lifted and separated. Tied loosely to the posts above her. Here she lay, her sopping pussy and stuffed ass on display.

"You've been a very good girl princess. I'm proud of you, and I told you that you would be rewarded. For the rest of the night you may cum as much as you want. You do not need to ask for permission. Cum hard Princess, cum hard with my blessings."

She smiled up at him. "Thank you Sir."

Sir was a wonderful teacher, and He had taught her a lot. Because of Sir, she is able to hold off her orgasms, enjoying the feeling of the build up. He had also shown her that He was able to make her cum without the slightest touch. She shivered at the control Sir had over her. God how she loves to please, especially this special man.

"I have another surprise for you." Sir nibbled on her ear as He whispered, causing a ripple effect that headed straight to her hot cunt.

He stood up and headed for a nearby chair. She watched as He sat and took a drink from a beer that was sitting on the end table.

She lay there wondering what else He could surprise her with. She didn't have to wait long. The men in the room suddenly erupted in conversation. They were excited about something. Chairs were being moved and she felt the presence of someone.

She looked to her left and there stood a beautiful black goddess with huge tits proudly displayed over a leather corset. Due to both her stature and charisma, it was obvious that she was a Domme. The black woman smiled a wicked little grin and then reached down and lightly ran a hand over her nipples. Lying on the bed, her cunt started to seep more juice down her ass and around the plug base. Suddenly the Domme grabbed and pinched her still tender nipples and pulled them out and away from her body. They were then released just as quickly, and her tits flopped back down. The nipples now stood at attention like little toy soldiers.

As her tormentor walked slowly around the bed she was strapped to, the Domme chuckled quietly at the situation she saw before her. "Mmm mmm mmm. What a delightful sight. A dirty little slut bitch placed on display for Me to do with as I like." Her red fingernails scraped lightly across the backs of her thighs.

"Mighty wet I see. The slut appears to love showing off her dirty pussy and ass to complete strangers." A red tipped finger was then dipped into her fuck hole and was coated and shiny as it was wiped it clean on her stomach.

The Domme continued around the bed, and that's when she noticed it. The slut's eyes bulged. A HUGE plastic cock protruded from Her crotch. The black Domme was wearing a strap on, but it was not average sized, this monster was huge.

"You'll like this you little slut." She stated. "Won't you, you little whore."

"Yes." was the timid answer.

"Yes what? You fucking bitch. You call me Miss. Do you understand?" she snapped at her.

"Yes Miss." was the quick reply

Oh god she thought. She had once mentioned to Sir that she would like to be dominated by a woman and now Sir was making it happen for her.

The Domme stuck Her finger into her helpless pussy again and swirled it around. When she withdrew it she watched as her juices clung and a strand ran from her pussy to Her finger.

"What a slut You have here." She said as She turned to face Sir.

"Yes she is a slut. A dirty little slut who loves to fuck. I look forward to seeing what You have planned for her." was Sir's reply.

She turned Her attention back to her bound fuck toy.

"Oh, and what do we have here?" She asked innocently. "I see her slutty ass has a plug shoved in it." She pushed on the plug, shoving it deeper, and then She grasped the end of it, and twisted it inside her ass. The helpless girl bucked in her restraints and moaned loudly.

"How long as she had it in?" She asks Sir.

"Oh About 3 hours now. Her ass should be nicely stretched." He replied

Her mind raced. 'Oh god' she thought 'what do they have planned for her?'

She was brought back to her present situation, as she felt the bed sink beside her. The Domme was climbing onto the bed and straddling her head. She looked up and watched Her ass hovered for a second and then descended onto her face.

"Stick your tongue out slut!" was the command. "I want you to lick me good, clean my asshole for me."

Out came her tongue, darting tentatively towards the bunghole that hovered above her face. The HUGE fake cock rested on her forehead as she went to work licking the ass clean.

As she worked, the ass above her was being ground into her face. She gasped for air. Suddenly she given relief as the beautiful black ass lifted off her face, allowing her to breathe again. The monster of a dildo replaced the ass.

"Lick it!" was the command as the huge snake was rubbed all over her face. She looked up and saw that the men had left their chairs and were now standing in a ring around the bed. Six strange men were watching this beautiful Domme rub her fuck tool all over her and smear her makeup everywhere.

Two of the men had their cocks in their hands and were stroking themselves. The slut moaned and licked her lips. Fuck, she loved cock! She loved to suck cock!

The Domme lifted Herself from her prone body and got off the bed. "You guys sit back down," She tells them. "I don't want you getting in the way. If there's anything left when I'm done fucking her silly, maybe her Sir will give you permission to use the remains." She smiled as She looked at her. "I understand she also has a fantasy to be gang fucked."

To be continued... maybe ;)

Her clit throbs as she gently fingers it. Her legs are spread wide, and the skirt that Sir had asked her to wear is hiked around her waist.

She tries to keep her mind calm as she waits for the taxi that Sir has sent for her. All He had told her was to pack a couple of slutty outfits, one specifically that was ok to wear in public without getting arrested the minute she set foot outside. She wore that outfit now. She had chosen the outfit to please Him. The outfit consisted of a short black skirt with a slit up the side, and a white sheer blouse. Her bra was a half-cup, so her nipples are displayed over the top of the cups, and she isn't wearing panties under her skirt. Thigh high nylons and high heels complete the look. She has also spent extra time carefully applying her makeup; dark eyeshadow, and liner, and of course, red lipstick.

Sir likes her pussy wet, very wet. She smilesd to herself; Sir will not be disappointed tonight. Her pussy is leaking juice because of what was to come.

She hears a horn honk outside; she quickly looks herself over in the mirror. A slut looks back. The wetness from her pussy starts to slowly slide down and coat her inner thighs. A nervous excitement overtakes her. She grabs her overnight bag that lays by the door, looks at her cat and tells him to be good before closing the door behind her.

She runs down the stairs, and glances towards the driveway. There is the taxi waiting, the driver looking her over and smiling to himself. He gets out and opens the door for her. She starts to slide into the back seat when the driver hands her an envelope. He smiles and says that she is to read it immediately. She looks at the envelope and recognizes the writing, it is from Sir. She feels the butterflies in her stomach as she looks down and contemplates the envelope. She gulps and starts to slowly open it. Before removing the contents, she looks up and sees the driver staring at her in the rear view mirror. He smiles again, not taking his eyes from her. She pulls out the piece of paper, which lay hidden inside. The car starts up and proceeds to back out of the driveway as she starts to read the note.

"Princess"

"I look forward to seeing you this evening. I hope that you have prepared yourself in the way that I have asked."

She thought about her smooth pussy and smiles. Sir likes it when she was hairless, but during her preparations this time she had taken extra time to make sure there were no stray hairs. The letter continued.

"The man who has picked up for me is a friend of mine, his name his Tom. Be polite Princess and say hello to Tom."

She looks up and again catches 'Tom', as she now knew him, staring at her. "Hello Tom" she says quietly.

Tom nods his head and smiles again. She continues reading.

"Your destination is a surprise, so don't bother asking Tom. You have a bit of a drive ahead of you, so I want you to get comfortable Princess. Move to the middle, lean back in the seat and spread your legs. Don't forget to pull your skirt up."

She gulps loudly. Tom looks back at her and sees the flushing in her cheeks. He chuckles quietly and adjusts the mirror. She looks up and can see herself from the waist down in the same mirror. She gulps again and lifts her ass off of the seat and pulls the skirt from under her. She moves to the middle and she sits her bare ass down on the leather seats. A quick intake of breath results as the coolness of the seat catches her off guard. Tom chuckles again, and readjusts the mirror to the center. As the front of the car has bucket seats, there is no obstruction to Tom's view. He grins widely and mutters "Very nice." She wants desperately to close her legs, but Sir's instructions were clear. Spread your legs.

She feels her cheeks flush again as she contemplates that her pussy is spread wide open for Tom's viewing.

"Wow you're wet," he notes as he licks his lips.

She looks down and sees the glistening juices between her legs. She picks up the note again and continues reading.

"Princess, I think it is very nice of Tom to pick up and drive you to M, so I want you to entertain him on the long drive. I want you to unbutton your blouse and pull it from the waistband of your skirt. You can leave it on, but I want it spread open for the entire trip."

She swallows deeply and unbuttons her top, pulling it away from her skirt at the same time. She looks down and sees her hard nipples poking out from above her bra.

"I want you to make sure he doesn't get bored Princess. To make it more interesting I have left a bag of toys for you on the floor beside Tom. You need to stand up and lean over the front seat and ask Tom for the bag."

As instructed, she stood slowly and leaned forward over the seat. She felt her tits swing loose from their confines and swing below her. "Tom" she says shyly "could you hand me the bag on the floor please."

Tom smiles and pulls the car to the side of the road. He reaches down and retrieves the bag. He smile turns to a smirk as he sees the toys hanging out of the bag. Right on top is a large black dildo and a butt plug. He turns completely in his seat to hand her the bag. As he does, his hand reaches out and touches her nipple. She feels a slight shudder run through her body. Tom sits and watches her for a bit as she sorts through the items the bag contains. Her entire body flushes. He smiles again, turns and starts the car down the road again. Back to the note again.

"Princess, as you know, you are not to cum. You are to play continuously, but you are NOT to orgasm. I know you will not disappoint me. I will see you in about 2 hours. Have fun."

And He had signed it "M".

Her mind was racing. She never wanted to disappoint Sir so she spread her legs again and lifted her skirt. Using her fingers she started to slowly caress the insides of her thighs. She knew she had to move slowly, or she would surely cum. It was going to be difficult as she was already so horny just thinking about seeing Him.

She dipped her finger in her juices and surprised herself with how wet she was. Slowly she trails her finger along her pussy lips, feeling how swollen they are. "Oh god" she thinks to herself "2 hours of playing and not being allowed to cum." Would it be possible?

She looks in the mirror and sees Tom watching her every move. She closes her eyes and tries not to think about how horny she is.

Her hand moves slowly, circling her pussy, but never making contact with her clit. Her juices are everywhere. She can't believe how wet she is getting being such a slut for Sir. Tom clears his throat and with an impish grin says, "What's the stuff in the bag for?" It was obvious he knew full well what the items in the bag were.

Her hand reaches into the bag and feels another piece of paper. It's another note from Him. She begins to read it.

The first line tells her that she is to read the letter aloud and all the way through at one time.

She glances up at Tom and begins to read.

"Tom as you know I am a submissive, a slut, a dirty little slut, and I have given myself to Sir. I gladly do as he asks me." She blushes deeply. Never before had she said that aloud to another person.

She continues, " I want to thank you for being so kind as to drive my slutty ass to my Sir, so for your viewing pleasure I will be shoving a large black dildo deep into my pussy after licking it thoroughly. I will finger my ass while I slide the large cock in and out of my swollen pussy. I will then pull the cock out of my pussy, and lick the juices off of it while turning in my seat to show you my ass. Once the dildo is licked and sucked clean I will set it down and then reach back and pull my ass cheeks apart to give you a better view of my slut pussy and asshole. Then, as you watch, I will cover my buttplug with lube and work it into my ass. You can watch while I push it in and pull it out, slowly fucking my ass deeper and deeper. Once it is deep and in its proper place in my ass, I am going to turn and sit down on the plug forcing it even deeper."

"Once I am sitting and facing you again, I will tug and pull at my nipples making them big and hard. I will then take my nipple clamps and place them on my nipples. The chain that hangs between them will dangle between my tits and every time you hit a bump in the road the chain will pull on my tits, making me squirm." She feels her pussy spasm and release more juice. "After my tits are looked after I'm going to take my big black dildo and shove it into my slut pussy and pump it in and out while you watch me. Both my ass and pussy are going to be full. Every time you hit a bump the plug is going to force itself into me further. I'm going to ram the dildo hard in and out of my pussy, making my pussy juice splash out around it. I'm such a slut and I love to play with myself in front of strangers". She blushes deeply. She was about to fuck herself in front of a complete stranger. Her stomach lurched, and her pussy twitched. She continued to read.

"Tom I need you to keep a close eye on me and make sure I don't cum. If I do, I want you to tell Sir."

Tell Sir? Tell Sir?!? What was she saying? She could not believe she was reading this letter to Tom, and it was making it sound like they were her words. She was telling him what a slut she was what she was going to do for him, and that she was asking him to tell on her if she slipped and came without permission.

She put the letter down and hangs her head. She is such a slut. She would do anything for Sir. She wanted Him to be proud of her.

She reaches over to the bag and withdraws the black dildo and starts to suck on the end of it. She pushes it into her mouth and runs her tongue all over it, coating it in her spit. She looks at Tom in the mirror and shoves the huge cock deep into her pussy. It slides in with no resistance at all. She closes her eyes and pounds her pussy, feeling her lips stretching around the shaft of the rubber cock, her juices coating the black cyber skin. She reaches down below the cock protruding from her pussy and pushes a finger into her ass, pumping it in and out. She could feel her orgasm building, surfacing quickly. She pounds a couple of times more with the black dildo and adds another finger to her ass. She is very close to the edge. She then pulls the cock out of her sopping pussy with a pop, raises it to her mouth and starts licking the pussy juices from it. She licks and sucks the fake cock, loving the taste of her own juices. She turns in the back seat while still licking happily. Her ass faces Tom. She can feel his eyes burning into her ass. When the large dildo is licked clean she places it on the seat beside her and reaches back and spreads her ass cheeks pulling hard and wide, spreading herself completely open. She can't see Tom's face, but she can imagine it. She flushes red again. She is such a slut. Here she is face down in the back seat of a taxi, which is covered, in her pussy juices. Her asshole and pussy are gapping open for all that want to look. She hears Tom unzip his pants. She gets even wetter thinking that her humiliating display is making him hard.

Her right hand leaves her ass and grabs the lube and butt plug. She opens the tube with her teeth, and squeezes a generous amount onto the plug. Her left hand is still pulling her left ass cheek open as she reaches around and places the plug at the opening to her ass. She sucks in air as she pushes gently on the butt plug feeling it inch its way in to her ass. It's a spiral plug so it twists as she pushes. In and out she works it. Deeper and deeper it slides into her ass. She hears Tom groan, and she looks over her shoulder to see Tom pulling on his cock. She moans and gives the plug another push. She feels her asshole close around the plug as it nestles itself in her ass. She lets go of her cheeks and turns to sit on the plug, whimpering a little as she feels it push deeper. She sits still for a moment, getting accustomed to the feeling.

As her ass relaxes she thankfully realizes her urge to orgasm has subsided. She starts to play with her nipples as the letter instructed. She pinches them hard and pulls them out. She can feel the blood rushing to them, making them hard little pebbles in her hands. She continues to grab and mash her tits, the nipples huge. Looking over at the bag she sees the chain for the nipple clamps. She pulls the chain from the bag, and the clamps follow. Pinching her left nipple as she places the clamp firmly on it, she lets out a little rush of air, bites her lip and continues onto the right nipple. Again she places the clamp. Once they were in place she looks up and sees Tom's eyes staring at her. All of a sudden the road seems to be a lot rougher. Pot holes and bumps everywhere. The chain between her nipples tugs gently as she sways in the back seat. Softly she moans.

It was time to shove the black cock back into her pussy. She seriously wonders if it will fit now that she has a butt plug buried deeply in her ass. She uses both hands to steadily force the phallus deeper into her cunt. She throws her head back as the sensations hit her. Fuck she is soooo close to cumming. Just then her cell phone started to ring. With both her pussy and asshole stuffed full and her nipples clamped at attention, she breathlessly answers her phone.

It is Sir. He is calling to make sure that His little slut is behaving and not cumming. She pants into the phone telling Sir that she is being a good girl, but she is having a hard time not cumming. Sir chuckles. "I know Princess; I have been watching you on the camera on Tom's dash. I'm proud of you. You have been a very good girl, and you shall be rewarded."

She looks at the dash and sees the red light, indicating the camera. She blushes, realizing that she has also been performing for Sir. She smiles shyly, and asks Sir if she can cum.

"No princess," was the answer. "You're almost here. I want you to keep the cock and the plug shoved deep in you. You are not to remove them. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir," she responds.

"I want you to feel full, feel every bump and twist in the road. Ride hard on the objects deep inside you."

She nods her head. "Yes Sir."

To be continued...

Liu closed the door behind her, breathing heavily as she toweled her face off. The five-mile run she just completed exhausting her, had pushed her body to the limit. She smiled at the burn in her thighs, her calves, and her lungs. Walking slowly over to the kitchen, Liu pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge. Slipping into the chair at the table, Liu pushed a button on her phone to check her messages.
Feeling her orgasm rush through her body, Stephen whispered softly into her ear. Coaxing her through her it, relishing in the feel of Liu’s tightness gripping Him. Stephen pressed deeply into her, cumming hard and rough, filling her as His hips press tightly against hers.

Stephen looked into Liu’s eyes, His arms around her waist, holding her close to His body. Kissing her slowly, Stephen smiled and whispered lightly, “Now and forever My jewel. W/we are together.”

Stephen turned and looked out the large window of the hotel room He was in. Pacing in front of it impatiently Stephen glanced at the clock on the nightstand. “Where is she, she is late,” He whispered softly. Finally a knock at the door of the hotel room brought Stephen from His personal thoughts. Stephen ran over to the door and opened in, looking out into the hallway.

Liu ran down the hallway of the hotel, looking for a specific room number. In the rush to be on time, she had gotten lost on her way to the hotel, having gone to a different one; then found out that she was at the wrong hotel. The correct one was a thirty-minute drive from where she had been. Somehow Liu had made it in fifteen, and without getting a speeding ticket at all. Smiling to herself she raised her hand up, looking at the small silver watch around her wrist, seeing that she was ten minutes late. Breathing softly to relax, Liu ran a hand through her short black hair, smoothing it from her porcelain skin. Nodding to herself, Liu raised her hand to knock on the door of the hotel room.

As Stephen looked out the door, his gaze fell on the petite form of Liu, looking into her dark brown eyes, the soft white skin of her face and neck. Smiling to himself, Stephen pulled her into the hotel room quickly, taking any kind of response to Liu seeing him from her. Stephen folded her in his arms, holding onto her as she pressed her body into his. Stephen finally let go of Liu, his gaze raked over her body, smiling in pleasure at the sight of her once more. “I hope you are late little one. I am expecting a good reason for you to keep Me waiting,” Stephen said softly, His hand slipping into Liu’s. Liu felt the close touch once more, the touch that she had been longing to feel for the last five months. Smiling up at her Master, Liu lightly leaned her head against His strong arm.

“Master, forgive me please, in the rush to get here early, i got lost and went to the wrong hotel. i am sorry,” Liu said as she looked up into her Master’s face. Stephen looked down at Liu and touched her cheek lightly, caressing her cheek.

“It is alright little one. I figured you were late, but you know I shall have to punish you for being late. At least you are dressed according to My wishes.”

Liu smiled at her Master’s words, knowing in her heart that He only punished her when it was warranted. He was not cruel or mean, but loved her with all of His heart. Liu looked down at her small body, the bright white dress shirt covering her body. her small breasts barely visible under the dress shirt. The plaid skirt covering her hips and upper thighs, the white knee socks, and the black Mary Jane shoes she wore helped to complete the outfit, one that her Master loved seeing her in.

Liu smiled at her Master, seeing the strong outline of His jaw, the way His large body filled out the black silk shirt that He wore. Liu pressed her face into His chest, her barely 5 foot body reaching His chest. Stephen smiled as He breathed in Liu’s scent, the soft smell of her shampoo mingling with the lotion and perfume she wore for Him.

Pulling away from Stephen a bit, Liu looked into His face, searching it for any sign of His displeasure at her. “Master, i am sorry about being late. i know that You have only a limited amount of time to be here. That you have to be back in Colorado Sunday night, please forgive me Master. i did not mean to be late,” Liu whispered as she stared into His eyes.

A smile played on Stephen’s lips as He listened to His submissive. Gently one hand approached her cheek, caressing it as He looked into her eyes. “Do not worry My jewel, I shall not punish you. I know you do not wish to waste O/our valuable time. I believe just being late itself is punishment enough for you sweets.”

Liu beamed up into her Master’s face, her gaze delving deep into His dark blue eyes. Once more she realized why she loved this Man, why she pledged her being to Him. His compassion for her, the love that He had, the way He knew just how to talk to her to make her melt. Stepping away from Stephen, Liu knelt before Him, her hands placed on the small of her back, her knees three inches apart, her head raised up to look into His face. Stephen smiled down at Liu, His hand passing through her short cut hair. All of His life Stephen and searched for one such as Liu, finally finding her, and yet not being able to spend time with each O/other.

Speaking softly, Stephen smiled down at Liu, “Undress My jewel. Bare yourself before your Master once more.” Liu smiled brightly at the words spoken by Stephen, her hands moving automatically to the buttons along the front of her dress shirt, popping the buttons open easily. When finished, Liu pushed the dress shirt off, letting it pool at her heels. Stephen watched, His hands in the pockets of the slacks He was wearing; enjoying the sight of His little Asian submissive undress for Him. Liu moved her hands to the back of the skirt, unbuttoning it as she knelt up a bit, letting the skirt fall off of her narrow hips, down to her knees.

Kneeling before her Master, Liu smiled, her body bare once more before Him. her soft white skin shining in the light filtering from the large window at the other end of the suite. Liu whispered softly as she knelt up, “Do i please you Master?”

Stephen smiled as His hand reached down to cup Liu’s small breast, letting His fingers lightly brush against the gold loop running through her nipple. Liu moaned gently as He tugged on the nipple ring. Still a little tender from the recent piercing three weeks ago to reopen the holes, to slip the set of nipple rings that Stephen had sent her for her birthday, Liu reveled in the pleasure that He gave her, having longed for His touch after the last five months.

Stephen twisted Liu’s nipple ring slowly, tugging a bit harder on it; listening to her moans as He began T/their long awaited dance. Tugging sharply on the nipple ring, Liu whimpered loudly, her head leaning back as Stephen continued to tease her more. Opening her eyes a little bit, Liu moved her hands to Stephen’s thighs, caressing them gently as He kept up the intense attention to her right nipple. “Umm yes Master, please keep going. i love You so much,” Liu moaned softly as her hands moved further up Stephen’s legs, reaching His waist, her hands moving to the belt around His waist. Swiftly unbuckling it, Liu tugged His pants open, her hands moving to slide into His slacks, caressing Him slowly as she pushed the pants down taking His boxers off with them.

Stephen looked down at Liu, smiling as He let go of her breast, His hand moving up to her head as He let His fingers caress her hair slowly. Liu leaned forward, letting her lips brush against the hardness of His cock. Liu traced her tongue along the shaft, letting it flicker across the crown.

Liu moaned lightly as she let the crown slide past her lips, swallowing His cock slowly. her gaze trailed up His body, to His face as she pushed more of Him into her mouth; sucking slowly on it as she pressed her face close to His hips. Liu moaned gently as she felt His cock slide into her throat, pleased with herself at taking Him once more into her throat. she slowly hummed and licked along the length of His cock, her eyes never leaving His as she brought Him into her mouth more and more.

Stephen moaned as His submissive worked her mouth along His cock, thrusting His hips forward, burying His cock in her mouth finally. His moans growing louder as He finally cums, Liu quickly swallowing as He filled her mouth, T/their eyes never wavering. Liu slowly pulled her mouth off of His cock, licking and cleaning it as she backed her head away. Smiling up to Him as her small hand wrapped around His shaft, lightly stroking it, Liu whispered lightly, “i love You Master. This weekend is going to be so much fun.”

His hand caressing her face lightly, feeling the heat of exertion emanating from her face, Stephen smiled with her. “It has only begun little one. It has only begun.” Stephen backed away from Liu, walking over to the dresser, His back to her. Opening a drawer in the dresser, Stephen removed something before He turned back around. Holding His hand out for Liu, Stephen walked back to her, staring into her eyes as He held out His hands, resting in His palm was a thin black leather collar. Hanging from it was a small silver heart on a wide ring. Liu gasped lightly at the sight of the collar, her eyes bouncing back and forth from the collar in His hands to His eyes, unsure if she was really seeing this.

Stephen smiled as He placed the collar around her throat, fastening the snap on the back of her neck. Liu giggled softly as she stood up, her skirt falling to her feet. Liu pressed her bare body against Stephen’s shaking softly in joy at the feel of the warm leather on her skin, “Oh Master, is, is this for real?” she asked, her arms wrapped tightly around His waist.

Stephen smiled, nodding His head lightly; “I have been waiting for this day My jewel. And now you belong to Me for good.”

I stood up, and bent over to pull the stake out of the ground. It took a few minutes to get it started, and after another couple of minutes I had the stake out of the ground. I put the stake and the hammer away in the shed, and the lounges. When I got to the house, Mistress Harriet was waiting for me. She hosed me off, and said, "Wait till you dry before coming in the house".

I stood for a few minutes in the sun until I started to sweat, and I went into the house.

I walked into the house, and heard Mistress Melissa command; "It's time for dinner. Start making hot dogs." I went into the kitchen. I brought the plates to the table. I brought out the silverware and condiments next, and I boiled the water for the hot dogs. I didn't know how many to cook, so I decided to make six.

While the water was boiling, I looked in the refrigerator and cupboard for a side dish. I threw the hot dogs in the boiling water, and found some potato chips. I brought a bowl of potato chips out first, some soda, and the hot dogs. I stood by Mistress Harriet and watched them eat. When they finished eating, they got up. Mistress Harriet took a hot dog, put it in her pussy, and left the room with the other Mistresses. I cleared the table, unloaded the dishwasher, loaded, and started it. After I cleaned up the kitchen, I went into the living room. I was a little pink from being outside all afternoon, but I hadn't burned.

Mistress Harriet was sitting in a chair by the door, while the other Mistresses were sitting on the sofa. They were laughing and enjoying a cigarette. When I was in front of the coffee table, Mistress Gloria commanded, "Kneel".

I knelt, and Mistress Gloria got up, walked over to me, picked up the chain, and locked it to the handle of a red wagon. She locked it so the handle was about a foot behind my ass. She put the rest of the chain in the wagon, and sat down in the wagon. She said, "Your dinner is across the room. Go get it."

Mistress Harriet was lounging in a chair across the room, her legs spread wide. I tried to crawl over to her, but I could not move the wagon. Mistress Gloria is a large woman, maybe 180 lbs. I could not pull that much weight with my cock. After a minute Mistress Gloria said, "Candy, get the whip".

Mistress Candy got up and left the room. She returned with the leather cat-o-nine tail whip, and handed it to Mistress Gloria. Mistress Gloria smacked my bottom with the whip, but I still couldn't move the wagon. After a couple of minutes she gave up and said, "Candy, you sit in the wagon".

Mistress Gloria got up and Mistress Candy sat in the wagon. She is a lot smaller, maybe 120 lbs. She smacked my bottom with the whip, and I started pulling the wagon across the room. I was able to move a couple of inches at a time, before I had to rest my cock. It took a long time, but finally I was in front of Mistress Harriet. She'd been playing with herself the whole time I was dragging the wagon across the room. I licked her pussy juices, and Mistress Harriet squeezed. The hot dog came out, and I ate it. It was so drenched in pussy juice that I could hardly taste the meat. Her juice tasted extremely salty.

After I finished the hot dog, I sucked on her clit, and she had four orgasms before she pushed me away. Mistress Harriet got up, and Mistress Gloria sat in the chair. She pulled my head into her pussy, and I licked and sucked her to three orgasms before she pushed me away. Mistress Melissa was next, and then Mistress Candy. Her juice was surprisingly sweet, considering she'd been in the sun all afternoon.

After Mistress Candy was finished with me, Mistress Melissa spoke. "We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. You're going to help us bathe. When were done, take a shower. After that, we're going to tie you up again."

The Mistresses unlocked me from the wagon. I got up, walked into the bathroom, and sat down on the toilet. I needed to pee and shit badly. Mistress Melissa came into the bathroom with a glass. She filled it up in the sink, and handed it to me. I was very thirsty, and I drank it quickly. She filled it up again and I drank it. I drank six glasses of water before she put the glass down.

Mistress Melissa opened the shower curtain. I stepped into the bathtub. She handcuffed my wrists behind my back to the towel rod on the back wall of the bathtub. I was bent forward a little. She locked the cock chain to a soap dish in the front of the shower. The chain made an arc in the middle of the bathtub. She sprayed some cold water on me. She left the room, and returned with a square plastic bathroom basket. She hooked the basket to the cock chain. She put soap in the basket. She put four bottles of shampoo, and two bottles of conditioner in. The weight was pulling hard on my cock. Mistress Melissa got in the bathtub, turned on the shower, and washed her hair. After she washed up, she turned the shower off, and let the bathtub fill up. She lay down in the tub and soaked for a while. I could see her breasts, but the basket blocked my view of her pussy. She let the water out of the tub, and got out. She dried herself, and left.

Mistress Gloria came in next. She washed her hair and filled the tub. She lay down in the tub and soaked for a while. I wanted to pee, but not on Mistress Gloria. She let the water out of the tub, and got out. I thought about peeing while she was drying, but I didn't know what would happen if I did.

Mistress Harriet came in, washed her hair, and soaked. While she was soaking she reached up and played with my cock. I wanted to pee badly. I tried to hold it, but I couldn't. I peed all over her. She didn't say a word. She got up, drained the tub, ran the shower again to rinse off, and got out. She dried herself and left.

Mistress Candy came in, washed her hair, took a quick shower, got out, dried herself, and left. After a few minutes all of the Mistresses came back into the bathroom. Mistress Melissa shouted at me. "What's this I hear about you peeing on Harriet? Is this true?"

I meekly replied, "Yes Mistress Melissa, it's true. I peed on Mistress Harriet. I'm sorry Mistress Harriet."

Mistress Melissa unhooked the basket from the chain, and put the basket, soap, shampoo, and conditioner away. I was relieved to get that weight off my cock. She unlocked me from the towel bar, and handcuffed my wrists together.

Mistress Melissa commanded, "Kneel".

I knelt down, and Mistress Harriet climbed into the tub. Mistress Harriet said, "Slave, I need to pee. Drink all of it, or you're in trouble." She pulled my mouth to her pussy and peed.

I tried to drink it all, but she was peeing too fast. Pee dripped from my mouth until she finished. She stepped out of the tub, and turned the stopper on.

Mistress Melissa commanded, "Lie down". I sat down and stretched my legs out. After I was lying down, the other Mistresses peed on me from the side of the tub.

When they were finished, Mistress Melissa and Mistress Gloria sat down on the edge of the tub. When they were ready they slid back, holding on to Mistress Harriet and Mistress Candy, and shitted on me. I'd never seen anyone shit before. The shit was soft, not too smelly, and came out in little chunks. They stood up, and Mistress Candy handed them toilet paper. After wiping their asses, they each rubbed the messy toilet paper on my nose and mouth. As they were leaving, I heard Mistress Melissa say, "You stay there for a while."

Sometime later Mistress Candy came in and unlocked the handcuffs and the chain from the soap dish.

I stood up and turned on the shower. The pee ran down the drain, but the shit took a while. I drank some water from the shower, and before I was finished I peed again in the shower. I finished my shower, dried off, and went back into the bedroom.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Sit down on the bed".

I sat down, and I felt someone putting the leather blindfold on me. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Lay down".

I lay down, and felt myself being locked to the bed. I licked and sucked for what seemed like a long time. I was tired and not very aroused, although the leather sheath kept my cock hard. I felt someone putting a condom on, and I was fucked several times. The sheath kept the fucking from feeling pleasurable.

I felt someone unhook the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet. Mistress Harriet peeled a banana, pushed it into her pussy, picked up a pair of panties, and put them on. She bent over me, kissed me, and left the room.

Mistress Candy climbed on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. She smoked, and had me fish for the handcuff key in her pussy. When she tired of the game, she got up, turned off the light, and left the room.

The room was bright when I woke up. My muscles were stiff and very sore. I knew it was Sunday, and wondered when they were going to let me leave.

Mistress Harriet came into the room wearing just panties. "Good morning slave. Are you ready for breakfast?"

"Yes Mistress Harriet, I am."

Mistress Harriet pulled her panties off, and straddled my face. She pushed the banana into my mouth. After I finished eating, I licked her pussy and sucked her clit. After three orgasms, she fell forward to rest.

Mistress Melissa was wearing the same red blouse, skirt, stockings, and shoes that I had first seen her in. Mistress Gloria and Mistress Candy were naked.

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. Time to go to the bathroom."

The Mistresses unlocked me from the bed. I took my time getting up. After a couple of minutes I walked slowly to the door. I walked into the bathroom and used the toilet. I stood up and took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I stretched my muscles for a while before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms out in front of you."

I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists. Mistress Melissa continued, "It's breakfast time."

I set the table, made breakfast, and watched them eat. After cleaning up the kitchen, I brought ice water out to the living room. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Come over here and kneel".

I walked over and knelt down in front of her.

"Turn around."

I moved around so I was facing away from her. I felt my cock chain pull taut, and I felt a whip across my bottom. The chain kept me from falling forward or even moving. After ten lashes, she stopped. I waited, and I felt something moving slowly in and out of my ass. I was surprised, but the chain kept me from moving. It took me a minute before I realized that Mistress Melissa was fucking me in the ass with her heel.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Turn around, and lick the bottom of my shoe".

I turned around, and she had her legs crossed, and her right leg was out. I licked the sole. Lucky for me she hadn't ever wore these shoes outside. The sole was dusty, but not dirty. I licked the sole for a few minutes, and I heard, "Suck on the heel".

I suspected that the heel had been in my ass, but I sucked on it anyway. I didn't taste anything but dust. I was still sucking on her heel when she pulled it out of my mouth, and recrossed her legs. I licked the bottom of her left shoe, and as she commanded, sucked on the heel. I didn't taste anything but dust.

I was still sucking when I heard Mistress Gloria's say, "Slave, we're going in the backyard to get some sun."

I followed the Mistresses into the back yard. I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Get the loungers."

I got the loungers from the shed, and brought them out into the yard. I set them up in a row, facing the sun.

"Now go get two cinder construction blocks."

I went back into the shed, looked around, and found the cinder blocks. With my wrists handcuffed together, I could barely carry the ten-pound blocks into the yard. When I returned, the other Mistresses had come out into the yard, and they were lying on the loungers.

I put sunscreen on Mistress Melissa, Mistress Gloria, and Mistress Harriet. I was about to put sunscreen on Mistress Candy when Mistress Gloria commanded, "Come here".

I walked over and stood next to Mistress Gloria.

Mistress Gloria continued, "Slave, we agreed yesterday to torture you while we were sunning. We put the sunscreen where you couldn't get it just to tease you. We were curious if you would just lie there in front of us and burn. Candy chickened out, and helped you get the sunscreen. I think she likes you. Now you're going to help us punish her. Here is some rope. Tie Candy to the lounger, and come back."

I walked over to Mistress Candy. She looked a little afraid, but she spread her wrists and ankles. I tied her wrists and ankles to the corners of the lounge. When I was done, I returned to Mistress Gloria.

Mistress Gloria handed me a small padlock, and commanded, "Wrap your chain through the two cinder blocks, and lock it."

I walked over to the blocks, put them side by side, knelt down, wrapped the end of the chain through one of the holes of the blocks, locked it, and stood up. The chain was just long enough so that I could stand up by the blocks.

I looked at Mistress Gloria as she spoke. "Very good slave. You make me so horny when you obey me quickly." She lit a cigarette, took a drag, and spoke again. "Candy doesn't have any sunscreen on. It's a bright sunny afternoon. She doesn't have much of a tan, and her boobs and pussy are going to get very uncomfortable soon. She's counting on you to get her sunscreen, bring it back, and put it on. Turn around. Do you see the yellow plastic bucket in the back of the yard?"

I turned around, looked, and saw the yellow plastic bucket. It was in the back of the yard about forty feet away. "Yes Mistress Gloria, I see the bucket."

Mistress Gloria continued, "Good. Her sunscreen, some ice water, a towel, and cigarettes are in the bucket. You will get on your hands and knees, and crawl over there. Pick up the bucket with your teeth, and crawl back to Candy. Be careful; don't spill the water on the towel or cigarettes. When you get back, put the sunscreen on Candy, and obey her commands, except to untie her. When she doesn't need you, you will stay down on your hands and knees by her lounger. Now go."

I got on my hands and knees and crawled towards the bucket. I got the chain taut, and pulled the blocks with my cock. I could only move them an inch or two, before my cock would hurt. I had to let my cock rest a bit before I tried again. It took about a minute to move them a foot. The blocks would catch in the grass, or in the dirt. I kept crawling, and I had no idea whether or not the Mistresses were watching me. I didn't want to stop and look. I could feel the heat on my back as I made my way across the yard.

After a long slow crawl, I was in front of the bucket. I looked inside, and saw the sunscreen, water, towel, cigarettes, and lighter. It looked like the towel would keep everything else from moving around in the bucket. I picked up the bucket with my teeth, and turned around. The crawl back was just as agonizing. I was more careful crawling with the bucket.

I was heading toward the Mistresses now, but I still had no idea whether or not they were watching me. I kept my head down and watched the bucket. I was pouring sweat, and I felt my back burning. I might have quit crawling but Mistress Candy needed her sunscreen. I almost bumped my head on the lounger before I looked up and saw I had crawled back to Mistress Candy.

When I stood up, I could see that she was drenched with sweat. I daubed her with the towel, hoping that she wasn't too burned. I put sunscreen on her, and got on my hands and knees.

"Water", I heard Mistress Candy whisper.

I picked up the water from the bucket, and held it in front of her as she sipped water through the straw. She stopped sipping, and as I was putting the glass down, I heard her say, "Cigarette". I got her a cigarette, lit it, and stood there. She took a couple of puffs, and I took the cigarette out of her mouth. I helped her smoke the cigarette, and I got back on my hands and knees.

Mistress Candy asked for water a couple more times, and one other cigarette. Other than that, I was on my hands and knees. My back hurt, but yet I stayed on my knees between Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet. I wasn't sure why I was doing this to myself, although I was stuck now. I couldn't get up and run away with my cock chained to blocks. I had to admit to myself that having three women torture me was arousing. Even kneeling in the sun… pouring sweat… my back and bottom sunburned… I was aroused.

I was picturing myself later that evening, back inside, having to satisfy my Mistresses most depraved desires just to get a little bit of sunburn cream. I was lost in my thoughts, when I heard the Mistresses get up. I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Get up and untie Candy."

I got up and untied Mistress Candy. She lay there and stretched her arms and legs for a minute, and got up. Mistress Gloria walked behind me, and smacked my bottom with her palm. I screamed, and tears ran down my eyes. She walked in front of me, lit a cigarette, and took a drag. She remarked, "You're back and bottom are nice and red. But I want to torture you even more. Put the blocks edge to edge."

I bent down, and turned the blocks so that their edges were touching. I stood up and looked at Mistress Gloria. "Good. Now kneel down on the ground, and put your ankles through the outside holes. Lay on the ground face down, with your arms out in front of you."

I knelt down, and wiggled my ankles through the holes in the blocks. It took a couple of minutes, as I had to point my feet and twist my legs just to get them through the holes, and I didn't want to scrape my feet and ankles on the blocks. After I got my feet through the blocks, I lay down, and put my arms out in front of me.

Mistress Harriet and Mistress Melissa pulled my arms to make sure I was taut. Mistress Harriet hammered the tent stake through the handcuff chain. I turned my head to the left, so that I would be more comfortable. When the hammering stopped, Mistress Gloria knelt down by my side. She put her finger in her pussy, and in my mouth. "See how wet you make me. We'll be back later." She ran her fingernails down my back. It was all I could do to keep from screaming again. As I calmed down, I watched the Mistress walk back into the house.

I lay there, wondering what was next. I had no doubt that they would leave me out in the yard all afternoon. I hoped I wouldn't blister too much. Yet, I was still aroused. At least in this position I could try to take a nap. I went back to thinking about later that evening, back inside, having to satisfy my Mistresses most perverted and disgusting desires just to earn a little bit of sunburn cream, and I fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sun was lower in the sky. My arms, back, bottom, and legs all hurt. I heard the back door open, and I saw Mistress Gloria come out the house. She was naked, and carrying the cat-o-nine tails whip. She came over to where I was, put a towel on the ground, and sat on it next to me. She got a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. As much as I hurt, I still got aroused watching her smoke naked.

Mistress Gloria looked down at me. "Your back and bottom have blistered, and your arms and legs are burned. If I whipped you, I'd probably make your back bleed without much effort. I'm curious, why have you let us torture you so much." She put her hands under her breasts and lifted them up. "Is looking at my boobs and pussy worth this much pain to you?"

I thought for a minute before answering. "Mistress Gloria, you are beautiful. Yes, just looking at and serving your lovely body is worth the pain. I have a desire to serve beautiful women. I want to see what I can endure, how much pain I can stand. Being able to look at lovely ladies help makes the suffering more pleasurable. I get aroused just thinking about what you have done to me."
Mistress Gloria blushed. "Thanks for the compliments. You make me feel beautiful and powerful. I also have deep desires as well. The others are happy teasing you and using you as a sex slave. I want more than that. When I torture a man, make him suffer, I get very wet. I had three orgasms this afternoon just fingering my pussy while watching you crawl across the yard, dragging the blocks with your cock. Tell you what, if you can give me three new good torture ideas, I won't whip you."

"I'll try Mistress Gloria, although I'm sure I don't have your experience." I thought for a minute while she smoked. She had been torturing me all afternoon, and now I was going to help her torture me more. "I suppose you could burn me with your cigarette."

"Hmmm". She took a puff on the cigarette, and moved it to my arm under my face. She moved the cigarette to within an inch of my arm, and pulled it away. "I've thought of that. It doesn't appeal to me that much."

"How about having me stick out my tongue, and you put your cigarette out on it?" Damn, why did I say that? Would I really want her to do that?

"Now that's a little more interesting. I'll consider it."

"You could put my cock in a vise, and slowly tighten the vise. Maybe in combination with my eating your pussy, in sort of a torture 69 position."

"That's interesting. Do you know what I can use as a vise?"

"You could probably find some sort of pipe vise at a hardware store."

"I'll think about that one."

"I saw this in a movie, although I'm not sure it can really be done. A woman tied a naked man to a chair facing a bed. She put this electronic gadget on the bed, and plugged it into the wall. She clipped wires from the box to his nipples and cock. Other wires from the box were attached to a vibrator. The woman took off her clothes and lay down on the bed and used the vibrator to masturbate. She could look up and see him, and he could watch her masturbate. As she masturbated, the box would shock the man. The longer she masturbated, the more shocks the man received. The faster the speed of the vibrator, the quicker the shocks came. The wetter she got, the more forceful the shocks."

"Damn, that's a wonderful scene. I gushed just imagining it. That would be such a perfect torture. I wonder who could make a box like that? Do you have any other ideas like that?"

"No, Mistress Gloria, I'm afraid that was my last idea. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Those were good ideas. Now stick out your tongue." I stuck out my tongue, and Mistress Gloria put her cigarette out on it. It stung for a few seconds, and then the pain dulled some. She let the cigarette fall to the ground. She stuffed a panty into my mouth, and put a leather gag over it. "We can't be disturbing the neighbors now, can we?"

Mistress Gloria picked up the whip, and smacked my legs. I'm glad I had the panties to bite down on, and the gag, or I would have screamed. The pain was intense, and became more so when she whipped my bottom and back. I thought I was going to pass out when she stopped. She lit another cigarette, took a puff, and ungagged me. She tossed the padlock key on the ground in front of me. "Okay, get yourself up, and put away the loungers."

Get myself up? I pointed my right foot and tried to pull my ankle out of the block. I had to twist my body a good bit, but I was able to get my ankle out. With my right ankle out, it was a little easier to get the left ankle out of the block. I tried to get up on my knees, but the chain attached to my cock and the blocks kept me from doing so. I pulled on my arms for a few minutes, and although I wasn't able to budge the stake, I was able to move the blocks enough that I could get up on my knees. Now I could pull the blocks with my cock like I did before, and after a few more minutes, I was on my hands and knees over the stake. I pulled it up out of the ground, got the padlock key, and unlocked the chain from the blocks. I gave Mistress Gloria the key and the padlock, and I put away the hammer, stake, blocks, and loungers. I followed Mistress Gloria back to the house, where she hosed me off and told me to wait about ten minutes before coming inside. The water stung when it hit my back and bottom.


The Mistresses were in the living room talking and laughing, but they stopped when they heard me come in the room. They were sitting on the sofa, wearing tee shirts and shorts. Mistress Gloria locked my cock chain to the television stand, and left the room for a few minutes. When she came back, she grabbed the hair on the back of my head, made me look at shirt she was wearing, and said, "You've been staring at our boobs, haven't you."

"Yes Mistress Gloria, I have."

"Apologize to us." She moved my head so that I was looking at the Mistresses sitting on the sofa. They were watching everything Mistress Gloria was doing.

"I'm sorry that I've been staring at your naked bodies."

"You've been staring at us all weekend. We're tired of it, and we're going to punish you for being so bad."

Mistress Gloria unlocked the handcuffs, and locked them with my wrists behind my back. She showed me a pair of clothespins tied together with an eighteen-inch length of string. As she clamped a clothespin to each of my nipples, she commented, "I'm going to hurt your nipples to punish you for staring at our boobs."

My nipples stung as the clothespins were clamped. She wrapped the string attached to the clothespins around her finger, and tugged on the string. "Apologize again."

"I'm sorry I've been staring at your bodies all day."

She took a drag of her cigarette, and tugged on the string again. Again I apologized to the Mistresses. She tugged and I apologized until she finished her cigarette. She commanded, "Stick out your tongue."

I stuck out my tongue, and I watched her as she put her cigarette out on my tongue. I heard gasps from the other Mistresses. She was standing a little to the side so that they could see what she was doing. She commanded, "Swallow it."

I pulled my tongue back in my mouth. It took a while to swallow the cigarette butt, because I was thirsty. It tasted very bitter. Thank goodness it wasn't a filtered cigarette. When I finished swallowing she commanded, "Kneel", and went over and sat down on the sofa with the other Mistresses.

I knelt down and watched the Mistresses lounge on the sofa. After a few minutes the pain in my nipples dulled. Mistress Melissa commented, "Look how hard his cock is! The more we hurt him, the harder he gets!"

Mistress Candy got up and left the room, and brought back four beers. She made several trips, bringing back potato chips, popcorn, candy, and other snacks. I knelt there and watched the Mistresses eat, drink, smoke, and watch TV for a couple of hours. I could hear the TV programs, but I couldn't see them. I wished the Mistresses were still naked. My body was in constant pain, and I wondered how badly burned my back and bottom was. Mistress Candy would get up every so often and return with more beers. Watching them eat and drink reminded me how thirsty and hungry I was. I'm not sure what was worse, the hunger, the pain, or being ignored. I don't know if the Mistresses looked at me at all.

Mistress Harriet got up, and unlocked me from the television stand. She commanded, "Get up and follow me."

I got up and followed Mistress Harriet into the dining room. She pulled out a chair, and said, "Kneel down by my side."

I knelt down and waited.

Mistress Harriet took off her shorts, went into the kitchen, and brought out a bowl of chips and a glass of ice water. She put them on the table, and went back in the kitchen. She came out with her cigarettes, lighter, and an ashtray. She put them on the table, and sat down. She lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and put the cigarette down. She ran her hand through my hair, and said, "I'll bet you're thirsty. Would you like something to drink?"

I replied, "Yes Mistress Harriet, I would."

Mistress Harriet slid the chair out from the table, turned it so she was facing me, and picked up the ice water from the table. She pressed the side of the glass against my forehead. It felt very cold, and it made my forehead feel a lot better. She moved the glass towards my lips, and stopped when I opened my mouth. "Close your mouth. I'll tell you when you can drink."

I closed my mouth, and she rubbed the glass against my face and chest. She pulled the glass to her lips, took a big sip of water, and put the glass down on the table. She opened up her legs, and pulled me into her pussy. "Drink here, slave."

Mistress Harriet was very wet, and it took a few licks to clean up her pussy juices. I started to suck on her clit, and she pushed me away. "Not now, slave. Are you hungry?"

"Yes Mistress, I am", I answered.

Mistress Harriet took a few puffs of her cigarette, and she picked up the bowl of corn chips. She took one, dipped it into her pussy for a few seconds, and fed it to me. She fed me about a dozen corn chips with pussy dip. She put the bowl down, and finished her cigarette.

My mouth was really dry now, with the chips and salty dip. She fed me another dozen corn chips with pussy dip, put the bowl down, and lit another cigarette. She wrapped the string attached to the clothespins around her finger, and tugged on the string while she smoked the cigarette.

As Mistress Harriet finished her cigarette, Mistress Gloria walked in the dining room. She had taken off her clothes, and was naked again. I heard her command, "Stand up slave". Mistress Harriet let go of the string, and I stood up. Mistress Gloria walked behind me, put her arms around me, and rubbed her nipples against my back. They were hard, and it felt like she was scratching my back with her nipples. It wasn't painful, but it was uncomfortable. I heard her moan, "Ooooh. My nipples are getting very hard rubbing against your rough back." After a couple of minutes she stopped rubbing and walked out the room. "Follow me, slave", she commanded.

I followed Mistress Gloria into the living room. The other Mistresses had left, and the coffee table had been moved to the side of the room. She unlocked the handcuffs from behind my back, pointed to the sofa, and commanded, "Get on your hands and knees". I got down on my hands and knees in front of the sofa. I felt someone sit down on my back. My back stung, and after a couple of minutes my knees hurt. I heard Mistress Harriet say, "Gloria, you were right. His back feels so warm against my pussy."

I felt her get up, and my back and knees felt better. I felt someone else sit down on my back, and I could tell from the increase in weight that it was Mistress Gloria. My back stung, and my knees hurt worse. She sat on my back for several minutes, and just as I thought I was going to collapse she got up. I heard the TV come on, and Mistress Gloria and Mistress Harriet sat down on the sofa, and used my back as an ottoman while they watched a show. Every time they moved their feet it hurt.

Mistress Melissa and Mistress Candy came back into the living room. Mistress Melissa spoke. "Get up. We're going to let you go to the bathroom. After that, go to the bedroom."

Mistress Gloria took the clothespins off my nipples, and the blood rushing to my nipples was so painful that I almost fell over. I went to the bathroom. Mistress Melissa gave me eight glasses of water before she put the glass down. I took a long shower, and made sure I peed before I was finished. When I opened the shower curtain, Mistress Candy was waiting for me. She helped me to dry off, and she applied a sunburn cream to my body. We went back into the bedroom.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Sit down on the bed".

I sat down and someone blindfolded me.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Lay down".

I lay down, and was locked to the bed. I heard the Mistresses leave. My back and bottom still hurt a lot. I wondered if they were planning on letting me go. It was already Sunday night.

A lot of time passed when someone unlatching the blindfold startled me. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy. She was dressed in a tee shirt and shorts. I looked around the room, and it was still dark. "Shhh. Don't say a word. I'm going to untie you. We've got to get out of here."

Mistress Candy unlocked me from the bed, and my clothes were on the dresser. While I got dressed, she opened the window, and looked around. After I finished getting dressed, I checked my pockets, and got my wallet out. My license and credit card was there. I walked over to the window, and looked around. It was at least twelve feet to the ground, and I didn't want to jump. I went over to the bed, pulled the bed sheet off, and tied the end of the sheet to the dresser. I threw the sheet out the window, and the bottom was about eight feet from the ground.

"Candy, climb out the window using the sheet. When you get to the bottom, let go, and you'll only have to fall a few feet."

Candy climbed out the window, but she couldn't hold on to the sheet. She fell about six feet, but she didn't make a sound. I hurried out the window, climbed down the sheet, and dropped to the ground. I knelt by her side. She was stunned, but she wasn't hurt. I picked her up, and carried her out of the back yard and over to my car. I was glad my car was still there, and that it hadn't been moved or stolen. I put Candy in the passenger seat, got in the driver's seat, started the car, and took off. Candy spoke first, "I'm so glad we got out of there. Are you all right? Can you take me home?"

"Yes Candy, I'm OK. The sunburn will heal. I thought we were at your house? Where do you live?" Candy told me, and it wasn't too far away. "How are you doing? Did you get sunburned?"

"Yes, I did. I hadn't sunned naked before yesterday, and my boobs got way too much sun. That's why I wanted to get out of there. I didn't think Gloria and Harriet would ever let us go. I missed two days of work. Those bitches. I'm sorry that I got you into this. Melissa had asked me to set this up with you. We had talked about some of the things you told us at the lounge, and she was anxious to do these things with you. I thought I could trust Melissa. She just wanted to tease you, but when she invited Harriet and Gloria over, everything changed. They took over everything. They wanted to torture you. Melissa went along, but I didn't like seeing you tortured at all. When they tortured me, they went way too far."

Candy didn't say anything else until we got to her place. She leaned over, kissed me, and said, "Thanks for the ride. Hope I'll see you later."

I drove home. I got home at about 4:30 Monday morning. I called work and left a message saying I was sick. I tried to sleep, but woke up about 9:30. I went to the drugstore to get some sunburn cream. When I got home I put some on. I lay down on my bed and played with myself, thinking of my Mistresses. I hoped that someday I'd run into Gloria and Harriet again.

I was at work, sitting at my desk. I was working on the computer, filling in some meaningless spreadsheet, bored as hell. The phone rang, and I answered.

"Hello, is Bert there?" I heard the sweet voice, and I knew it was Candy. Her name is Candice, but she liked me to call her Candy.

I had met her six months ago. She's a nude dancer, and she works at the Flamingo lounge. She's 22 years old, about 5' 8" tall, with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. She looks something like Marsha Brady or Jennifer Anniston. She has small round orange shaped breasts with tiny nipples that fold in. They can be coaxed out, but it's a lot of work.

She had just started working at the Flamingo, and she was wearing a bra under her lingerie. I bought her a couple of drinks, and we talked. I told her she might make more money if she didn't wear the bra. She thought that was a good idea, and took the bra off. She asked me for my phone number, and pulled out an address book. I was surprised. No dancer had ever asked me for my phone number before. I gave her my work number, and told her I'd hope I'd see her again.

Candy called me at work every three or four weeks. I looked forward to her calls, although she usually just asked me to come over to the lounge and sit with her. After she called me a couple of times, I decided to tell her yes, I would meet her at the lounge. I left work early, and drove over. I bought her a few drinks, and she kissed me and fondled my cock while I fondled her breasts. I had a good time with Candy.

One day a couple of months later, Candy called me and asked me if I wanted to meet her and her friend Nicci after they got off work. I had met Nicci the week before at the lounge, and I thought, why not, so I told her sure, I'd meet them at 7:30. Nicci was an older brunette, with floppy breasts and large sensitive nipples. She had told me that she hadn't been fucked in over a year, and that she wished I could fuck her. I thought that she was just saying that to arouse me, but now it looked like I might get the chance. I got to the lounge at 7:15, and Nicci sat by me. She told me that Candy was getting worried that I wouldn't show up. A couple of minutes later, Candy came by to say hi. I told them I was saving my money for them, and they could meet me at an adult bookstore on the corner. I left the lounge, and went to the bookstore to wait for them. They came in about 20 minutes later, and we walked over to the parking garage and to my car.

We drove to a motel, got a room, and went in. I brought some condoms and baby oil with me. I also brought some rope and a pair of handcuffs, in case I could get them interested in tying me up. They were a little nervous about that. I had them undress and sit on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette while I watched from a chair. After they finished their cigarette, I got on the bed with them. We kissed, and they both tried to masturbate me while I fondled their breasts and nipples.

I asked Nicci if she wanted to fuck me, and she said "Sure".

Nicci got a condom, put it on my cock, and jumped on. I asked Candy to sit on my face while Nicci fucked me. They kissed and bounced on top of me while I sucked on Candy's blonde pussy. I'd never had sex with two women at the same time like this before, and I was happy they did this for me. After about 30 minutes Candy was anxious to leave, so I took them home.

I'd visited Candy at the lounge a few more times after that, usually because she called. She was a good kisser, and as she got to know me, she got better at kissing me. I tried to talk about my bondage fantasies, but she wasn't very interested in hearing them. I met other dancers at the lounge that were more interested in my bondage fantasies, but they worked odd schedules and weren't at the lounge many times when I visited.

I was glad Candy had called. I answered, "Hello Candy, this is Bert."

"Hi, how you're doin'?"

"Fine, how about you?"

"Good. Would you like to get together?"

It had been about a month since I'd been to the lounge. "Sure, do you have anywhere in mind, Candy?"

"How about my place?"

I was surprised. Last time I'd had to get a hotel room. "Sure. How much do you want?"

"How long do you want to be with me, Bert?"

"A couple of hours."

"Ok, $180."

"That sounds fair."

"Bert, could you bring the rope, handcuffs, and whatever else you have. I think I'm interested in trying to tie you up this time. Would you like that?"

I was surprised again. I wondered if she was serious. "Yes Candy, I'd like that. What's your address?" She gave me her address, and I wrote it down. "I'll be there in a couple of hours." "Ok, I'll see you then."

I hung up, finished up the spreadsheet, and left work early. Thank goodness it was a Friday afternoon, and others in the office had already left early for the weekend. I stopped at the ATM, and got $260. I wanted to give her a nice tip if we spent two hours together. I stopped at the drugstore to get some condoms and baby oil. It took an hour to drive to her place. I found a spot up the street and parked. I was lucky that I'd had the rope and handcuffs already in the car.

I got my stuff together, and walked back to her house. I walked up the steps on the porch, and knocked on the door. Candy answered the door, and kissed me. She was wearing a tee shirt and some shorts. She was barefoot, and didn't have any makeup on. I liked the way she looked better without all the makeup. She let me into the living room, and I gave her $180. She walked into the dining room, put the money away, and came back into the living room. She led me up the stairs to her bedroom.

She closed the door behind me, and said, "Where's the bondage stuff".

I opened the toolbox and put out the rope, handcuffs, condoms, and baby oil on her dresser. She peeled off her shirt and shorts. She was naked, and she looked lovely. She was standing in the light that was coming through the window shade, and she glowed.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Get your clothes off and let's get started."

I sat down on a large upholstered chair, and took off my shoes and socks. Candy had lit a cigarette, and was smoking while I undressed. I stood up, took off my shirt and pants, and put them on the chair. I took off my underwear, and put it on top of the clothes. I turned around, and kissed Candy. I put my arm around her, and we were walking towards the bed, when I heard a voice behind me say, "Well, aren't you the cutest couple."

I was startled. I had no idea anyone else was in the room. It took me a few seconds to remember the voice, and then I realized who it was. I turned around, and saw Melissa standing in the doorway. She was wearing a nice red blouse and matching knee length skirt. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Even in the subdued light I could see her nipples poking through the fabric of the blouse. Melissa is another dancer that I'd met at the lounge. She's 22 years old, and about 5' 7" tall with short brown hair and brown eyes. She has torpedo shaped firm breasts, and even without the bra they stood out without sagging. She has large sensitive nipples that I had sucked on when I'd bought her drinks. I suspected she wasn't wearing panties. She had on a pair of red stockings with red pumps. She had her hands on her hips.

Melissa spoke again. "Well Bert, were you bullshitting me when you told me all about your bondage fantasies, or do you want Candy and I to dominate you?"

I thought for a second, and answered, "Yes Melissa, I want you to dominate me. But I only brought enough money to pay Candy. I didn't know you were going to be here."

Melissa glared at me. "Just answer the questions I ask. Do you want to be dominated by Candy and I?"

"Yes Melissa, I want you and Candy to dominate me."

"Very well. You will refer to us as Mistress Melissa and Mistress Candy. You must obey every command we give without question. If you hesitate, we're going to stop and send you home. Do you understand?"

I answered meekly, "Yes, Mistress Melissa".

Mistress Melissa took her hands off her hips. "Put your hands behind your back."

I put my hands behind my back. Mistress Candy walked over to the dresser, put the cigarette down, and brought back the handcuffs and rope. She handcuffed my wrists behind my back.

She stepped in front of me, and said, "Open your legs".

I did, and she tied a rope to the base of my cock behind my balls. When she was done, she said, "Kneel".

I knelt down, and I felt her tie my ankles together, and tie the end of the rope to the handcuff chain. My wrists were pulled away from my back.

Mistress Melissa walked over in front of me. My eyes were waist height, and I decided that it would be best just to look down at her feet. I heard steps around me, and knew Mistress Candy was walking around the room. I was wondering what they wanted me to do. I knew that Mistress Melissa wasn't kidding. I had to obey them no matter what they commanded. I'd hoped that I could do whatever they wanted me to do. I had shared many bondage and domination fantasies with both of them in the lounge. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Look at me".

I looked up. From down on the floor, her breasts looked huge and menacing, hanging over me. I saw that she had my wallet. I watched as Mistress Melissa took the remaining $80 from my wallet, a platinum credit card, and my driver's license. She put the money and cards in her blouse pocket, and tossed the wallet on the dresser. I gulped, and realized that this was serious. I had no idea what these women were going to do to me. I decided to stay calm, and try to enjoy the domination as much as possible. If they were going to hurt me, there wasn't much I could do to stop it while I was bound.

Mistress Melissa walked over to the dresser, got a cigarette, and lit it. She walked back to me, bent over, and pulled the rope tied to my cock between my legs. She yanked on it hard, and it pulled on my cock. It hurt. I heard Mistress Melissa walk behind me.

Mistress Candy sat down on the floor in front of me. She had a pillow, cigarettes, a lighter, and an ashtray. I felt the rope tied to my cock get taut.

I heard Mistress Melissa speak behind me. "You told me that you get hard watching a naked woman smoke. Candy wants to see if that's true. She'll lie down in front of you and smoke. As long as you stay hard, she'll be happy. But if you get soft, her feelings are going to be hurt. If you hurt her feelings, I'm going to hurt your cock." She gave the rope a strong yank. "Do you understand?"

I answered meekly, "Yes, Mistress Melissa".

Mistress Candy lit a cigarette, and took a puff. She blew the smoke in my face, and lay down in front of me. She wrapped her legs around my legs, and pulled the pillow under her head. She took a puff from her cigarette every minute or so, as I stared at her. Lying on the floor, her small breasts had completely sunk into her chest. Her nipples weren't even hard. Her pussy was nice to look at, with her fine blonde hair.

I was hard at first, but as time passed, it was difficult to stay aroused. I enjoyed watching Mistress Candy smoke, but it wasn't arousing me. Sometime before the end of the first cigarette I got soft, and I felt Mistress Melissa yank on the rope a few times. The yanking, although it hurt, got me hard again. Mistress Candy finished her first cigarette. She sat up to light another, and blew smoke in my face before she lay down. I got soft twice while Mistress Candy smoked the second cigarette, and each time Mistress Melissa yanked on the rope to get me hard again. I noticed that Mistress Candy waved her left hand to signal to Mistress Melissa to yank on the rope. By the end of the third cigarette, Mistress Melissa was yanking on the rope almost constantly.

After Mistress Candy put out the cigarette, I heard Mistress Melissa speak. "You liar. You couldn't stay hard watching Candy smoke naked. You hurt her feelings. Apologize to her now."

I looked into Mistress Candy's face and answered, "I'm sorry Mistress Candy. I couldn't stay hard watching you smoke. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

Mistress Candy sat up, and pulled me down into her stomach. I went forward, and my legs went up in the air. I almost fell on my face, but Mistress Candy kept me from hitting the floor. When she wiggled her pussy into my face, she didn't have to tell me what she wanted. I licked around her pussy lips, and they were already wet. I found her clit and sucked. I could feel Mistress Melissa tugging on the rope, and that made me lick and suck even harder. I licked and sucked Mistress Candy to three orgasms (I think), and she pushed herself away from me, and rested.

It took both of them to get me back on my knees, which were getting sore. Mistress Melissa stepped in front of me, and I looked up at her. She pulled up her skirt, and let it drop. Now I knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Mistress Candy got a cigarette from the dresser, lit it, and sat on the bed watching me. Mistress Melissa walked over to a large upholstered chair that was a few feet in front of me, and sat down. She sat on the edge of the chair, leaning back. "Would you like to eat my pussy?"


I answered, "Yes Mistress Melissa".

Mistress Melissa pulled up her skirt, and said, "Crawl over here, and eat me."

I crawled over to her. With my ankles tied together I could only move an inch at a time. After I crawled about a foot, I felt the rope pulling on my cock. I looked behind me, and saw that the other end of the rope was tied to another chair. I realized I was going to have to drag that large chair two feet over carpet with my cock if I wanted to eat Mistress Melissa's pussy. It took about ten minutes, but I finally crawled over to her, and licked and sucked on her pussy. She was very wet, and she pushed me away from her after she had four orgasms (I think).

Mistress Candy walked over to me, and untied the rope from the handcuff chain and my ankles. "Stand up", she commanded.

I had a little trouble getting up with my wrists handcuffed behind my back, but I stood up and faced Mistress Melissa. My knees were sore, and I was glad to be off them. Mistress Candy got a cigarette for Mistress Melissa, and lit it. I looked at Mistress Melissa, and waited.

Mistress Melissa took a few drags from the cigarette, slapped my cock a few times until it was hard, and said, "You've been a good slave so far. Sit down on the bed."

I walked over to the bed and sat down on the side.

"Slide back."

I slid back until my legs were on the bed as well. Mistress Candy walked over to the bed and sat in my lap, and kissed me. She moved her hands all over my arms, shoulders, and back, while I sat there with my hands handcuffed behind my back. My cock was pressed hard against the outside of her warm pussy. We kissed for about ten minutes, until I heard Mistress Melissa say, "That's enough".

Mistress Candy got up, and after all that kissing, licking, and sucking I was thirsty. I looked up, and watched as Mistress Candy left the room. She returned with two glasses of water, and handed one to Mistress Melissa. They stood in front of me and drank about half the glass, and came and sat next to me on the bed. Mistress Melissa held the glass under my mouth, and said, "Drink".

I put my lips on the glass, but Mistress Melissa didn't move it. I tried to stick my tongue into the glass but the water was too far down, and I couldn't get any. After a couple of minutes Mistress Melissa pulled the glass away, and I wondered how they were going to tease me next.

Mistress Candy got up and left the room. She returned with a cereal bowl. She put the bowl on the floor, and poured the remainder of the water from her glass into the bowl. Mistress Melissa got up, and poured the remainder of the water from her glass into the bowl. She sat down in the chair and said, "Come over here and drink".

I got up from the bed, walked over to the bowl, knelt down in front of the bowl and rolled onto my left side. I sipped from the bowl, until I had drank about 2/3 of it. I licked the rest of the water with my tongue until I had finished most of it.

Mistress Candy picked up the bowl and put it up on the dresser. She sat down on the bed. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Stand up and look at me".

I got up and looked over at Mistress Melissa sitting in the chair. Mistress Candy walked over to the dresser, got a cigarette, and lit it. She walked back to me, bent over, and yanked hard on the rope tied to my cock between my legs. I heard Mistress Candy walk behind me.

Mistress Melissa pulled the credit card and license from her blouse pocket. She must have put the cash somewhere else, because it wasn't in her pocket. "My services have already cost you an extra $100. I'm curious if you'll stay hard watching me smoke. I know you think I'm more attractive than Candy. I'm not naked, but for another $100 I'll take off my blouse, and we can find out. Do you want to spend the extra $100?"

I replied meekly, "Yes Mistress Melissa, please remove your blouse."

Mistress Melissa stood up and removed her blouse. She sat down and lit a cigarette. She took a drag and stared at my face and my cock. I was aroused, and I stayed hard through the first two cigarettes she smoked. Her torpedo breasts were enjoyable to look at, and I just had to think about what she had done to me to stay hard. On the third cigarette I softened. I saw Mistress Melissa wave her left hand, and sure enough Mistress Candy yanked on the rope. She yanked pretty hard, and it was all I could do to keep from losing my balance.

After Mistress Melissa finished the cigarette, she reached over to the phone on the desk. She dialed a number, put the receiver to her ear, and after a couple of minutes said, "Yes, I'd like to order 5 satin teddies, one blue, one red, and three black." She gave them the credit card number, the billing address from my license, and the shipping address. I guess the shipping address was her apartment. She repeated the total, which was $220. After she said thanks and hung up, she tossed the credit card and my license on the dresser. She said, "Go sit on the bed".

I walked over and sat on the bed. Mistress Candy came over with a leather blindfold. She put it on over my eyes, and I couldn't see. I felt someone unlock the handcuffs from behind my back. I heard Mistress Melissa say, "Lay down".

I lay down on my back. I felt someone pulling up on my arms, and I felt the handcuffs being locked on my wrists again. I knew my wrists had been locked through the headboard of the bed. I felt myself being slid around on the bed, and I felt the rope around my cock being pulled. I felt my ankles being tied together. A couple of minutes passed before I felt a nipple pressing against my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked. I could tell it was Mistress Melissa's nipple.

I could feel hands rubbing on my body, and someone would slap my cock every once in a while when it got soft. I sucked on Mistress Melissa and Mistress Candy's nipples and licked their pussies. I couldn't tell them apart. I heard them kissing each other, and I kept licking and sucking on whatever they put in my mouth. Finally, after a long time, I felt someone unlock the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy. I looked around, but I didn't see Mistress Melissa.

"Melissa left ten minutes ago. She told me I could keep you tied up and play with you for as long as I wanted. I'd never done anything like this before, but with Melissa directing everything, it was easy. I found out that I got pretty wet watching you obey us."

Mistress Candy sat on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. I lay there and watched her smoke the cigarette. When she was finished, she held the handcuff key in front of my face. "Melissa told me I should make you earn this."
Mistress Candy got up on her knees, and pushed the handcuff key up into her pussy. She bent over and kissed me for a couple of minutes. She turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. I licked her pussy and sucked on her clit while she had three orgasms. She fell forward and rested for a few minutes. I heard Mistress Candy ask, "Did you get the key?"

"No Mistress Candy, I didn't."

"Well, you'll just have to try again." She climbed back on my face, and I licked and sucked her to two more orgasms. She fell forward and rested for about fifteen minutes. Again I heard Mistress Candy ask, "Did you get the key?"

"No Mistress, I didn't."

"As much as I'd like you to try again, my pussy's sore." She sat up on my lower chest, and lit another cigarette. She took a couple of puffs, and said, "You bastard. You stayed much harder watching Melissa smoke than you did watching me. You're going to stay handcuffed to the bed until you lick the key out of my pussy."

Mistress Candy slid back until her ass was pushing against my cock. "You must be horny. You're hard watching even me smoke." She wiggled her ass up and down on my cock a few times. After she finished the cigarette, she bent over and kissed me for a few minutes. She sat up again and said, "You poor baby. You've been here two hours and you haven't touched my breasts once."

Mistress Candy cupped her breasts with her hands and played with her nipples. She even made one of them pop out. She leaned over my head until I could feel her breast in my right hand. I fondled her breast and nipple until she pulled it away. She teased me for a while by putting her breast in my hand and pulling it away.

When Mistress Candy was tired of teasing me, she sat on my lower chest and lit another cigarette. I watched her as she smoked and wiggled her ass against my cock. When she finished the cigarette she got up and said, "I have to go now. I'll see you later." She got up and left the room.

I lay on the bed and watched it get dark outside. At least I didn't need to go to the bathroom. My jaw was a little sore from all the licking and sucking, but otherwise I was okay. I couldn't move much, so I knew that my arm and leg muscles were sore. I knew that I was stuck until Mistress Candy untied me. At least it was Friday, and no one was expecting me until I had to be back at work Monday morning. After what seemed to be a couple of hours, I heard a light switch. I looked over, and saw Mistress Candy turning on a lamp. She was still naked.

Mistress Candy came over to the bed, sat on my lower chest, and lit a cigarette. I felt her ass rubbing against my cock, which was rather soft. In spite of myself, I got hard again. "Good. I'm glad you still enjoy watching me smoke naked." After she finished the cigarette, she turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. I licked her pussy and sucked on her clit. She had several orgasms and she giggled when I hadn't fished the key out her pussy. She got up, turned off the light, and left the room.

I must have fell asleep because I was startled when the light went on again. Mistress Candy was there; along with Mistress Melissa and two other women I didn't know. Mistress Candy was still naked, while Mistress Melissa and the other two women were wearing a tee shirt and shorts. None of them were wearing bras.

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. You didn't pee on the bed. We decided that we like having a slave, and we're going to hang on to you for a while. We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. After that we're going to tie you to the bed again. If you give us any trouble, we're going to beat the shit out of you. Do you understand?"

I replied hoarsely, "Yes Mistress Melissa".

Mistress Candy walked over to the bed and untied my ankles. Mistress Melissa unlocked the handcuffs from my wrists. I wiggled around a little, and I knew all my muscles were sore. I tried to stand up, and I fell to the floor. I crawled to the door. As I went through the door I heard Mistress Candy say, "First door to the right."

Feeling a little better, I stood up, walked into the bathroom, and peed. I was hungry. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew it was the middle of the night. At least I didn't have to shit. I took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I didn't want to drink a lot; I had no idea when I might get to go to the bathroom again. I stretched my muscles for a couple of minutes before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms behind your back." I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists. I could feel her reach down and get the rope tied to my cock. Mistress Melissa spoke again. "Slave, this is Gloria and Harriet. They are also your Mistresses." I looked at Mistress Gloria and Mistress Harriet. Mistress Gloria was about 5' 10" tall, with shoulder length brunette hair and brown eyes. Her breasts looked like large cantaloupes. Mistress Harriet was about 5' 4" tall with long black hair and brown eyes. Her breasts looked like grapefruit. I wondered what Mistress Melissa had planned.

Mistress Melissa continued speaking. "Gloria wants to see you get hard watching her smoke. Move over to the chair." I walked over to the front of the chair. I felt the rope tied to my cock get taut. Mistress Gloria pulled off her tee shirt and shorts. She walked over to the dresser, and got the cigarettes and lighter. She sat down in the chair, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. Her nipples were the size of my little finger, and she had nice large round breasts. My cock sprang to life, and Mistress Gloria giggled. I stayed hard through the first two cigarettes she smoked. Her breasts were enjoyable to look at, and I kept thinking about what these women might do to me to stay hard. On the third cigarette I softened. I saw Mistress Gloria wave her left hand, and sure enough Mistress Candy yanked on the rope.

After Mistress Gloria finished her cigarette, she got up and kissed me. She kissed me for several minutes, running her hands over my arms and back. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Pick up that chair and move it by the foot of the bed. Stand at the foot of the bed facing away from the bed."

I walked over to the chair and turned around. With my hands bound behind my back I couldn't pick up the chair, but I could drag the chair over to the bed. I stood facing away from the bed.

Mistress Candy came over to me. She was carrying a black cat-o-nine tails whip. She pulled the cock rope between my legs, gave it a tug, and sat down. I watched Mistress Candy watch me as I heard giggling behind me on the bed. I heard kissing and moaning, and I suspected the Mistresses were having sex on the bed behind me. I dared not turn around and look, as I knew that Mistress Candy would start whipping me if I did. Every couple of minutes someone would yank on the rope. My cock hurt. After a while I felt someone rubbing her hands on my back and bottom. It aroused me a little, but then the rubbing stopped.

I saw Mistress Harriet come over to the chair and whisper something into Mistress Candy's ear. Mistress Candy got up and walked over to the dresser. Mistress Harriet sat in the chair and lit a cigarette. She took a drag, and Mistress Candy came back with one of her bras. She draped the bra over my cock, and stepped back.

Mistress Harriet spoke. "It's my turn to see how long you can stay hard. When you let that bra drop, I'm going to whip you until you pick it up again."

I looked at Mistress Harriet. She had round breasts with dark, almost black nipples. I leaned back a little to help my cock hold up the bra. The first cigarette was no problem, but on the second, I felt myself getting soft. I thought about Mistress Harriet whipping me, and I got hard again. Sometime during the third cigarette I got soft, and let the bra fall to the floor. Mistress Harriet hit my legs, chest and cock with the whip, and she kept hitting me until I could bend down to the floor, pick up the bra, and stand up again.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Sit down on the bed".

I sat down, and the Mistresses blindfolded me and bound me to the bed. I felt nipples and pussies pressed against my lips, and I licked and sucked for a long, long time. I gave up trying to guess which Mistress I was pleasing. I was tired and not very aroused. The Mistresses left my cock alone, except to slap it every once in a while. My jaw was feeling very sore when I felt someone unbuckle the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy. I looked around the room, and saw Mistress Harriet standing by the bed.

Mistress Candy spoke. "Melissa and Gloria have already left. Harriet wants to show you something before she leaves."

Mistress Harriet peeled a banana, and pushed the banana into her pussy. When it was completely in, she reached over to the bed, picked up a pair of panties, and put them on. She bent over me, kissed me, and left the room.

Mistress Candy climbed on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. I lay there and watched her smoke the cigarette. When she finished, she dropped her pussy on my face and had me try to fish the handcuff key from her pussy. After a few orgasms, she got up, turned off the light, and closed the door.

I know I fell asleep because I was startled at how bright the room was when I woke up. My muscles were stiff and very sore, and I didn't know how much longer I could take this torment. I hoped it was still Saturday. I wasn't sure whether it was morning or afternoon.

Mistress Harriet came into the room. She was naked except for the panties she had put on the night before. "Good morning slave. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes Mistress Harriet, I did."

Mistress Harriet pulled her panties off, and climbed on the bed. She turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. At least my jaw wasn't sore now. I licked her pussy and she pushed. The banana came out into my mouth. It was very soft and hot, and I realized that she had slept with it in her pussy. I hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday, and I was hungry. I ate the banana as fast as I could, but Mistress Harriet was pushing it even faster, and I almost choked on mashed banana. After I finished eating the banana, I saw that her pussy was dripping. I licked for a couple of minutes until the dripping stopped, and I sucked on her clit. Banana and pussy juice for breakfast made me feel a lot better. I licked and sucked her to three orgasms. She fell forward to rest.

I looked around the room, and saw that Mistress Melissa, Mistress Gloria, and Mistress Candy were watching. They were naked as well.

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. You didn't pee on the bed. We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. After that, we're going to tie you up again. Don't give us any trouble."

Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet untied me from the bed. I wiggled around a little, and I knew all my muscles were sore. I took my time getting up. After a couple of minutes I walked slowly to the door. I walked into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. I peed, and tried to shit. After a couple of minutes I gave up. I stood up and took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I stretched for a few minutes before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms out in front of you."

I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists.

Mistress Melissa continued, "You are going to make us all breakfast. Don't even think about nibbling on anything; Harriet will feed you later. Now get downstairs and start making pancakes and bacon."

I turned around, and went down the stairs. I hadn't really seen the lower floor of the house, but I didn't have too much trouble finding the kitchen. I looked around and found the pans, plates, and silverware. I decided to set the table before I started cooking. As I brought the plates to the table, I saw that the Mistresses had already seated themselves. I brought out the silverware and pancake syrup, and returned to the kitchen to cook the pancakes. I found I could reach everything even though my wrists were handcuffed together. After I made the pancakes, I fried the bacon. It was a little tricky to fry the bacon, being naked, but I survived.

I brought the bacon out first, followed by the orange juice and the pancakes. I stood by Mistress Harriet and watched while they ate. When they finished eating, they got up and left the room. I cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher, and started it. As I was cleaning up the kitchen, Mistress Melissa came in. "The kitchen looks nice. We're in the living room. When you're done in here, bring us four glasses of ice water." She left, and I finished cleaning up the kitchen.

I got some ice from the freezer, and made four glasses of ice water. I found a dinner plate, and carried the water out to the living room on the plate. I bent down to put the plate on the coffee table, and the Mistresses picked up their glasses.

Mistress Gloria said, "Come over here by me."

I walked over to her, and she untied the rope from around my cock. She picked up the glass of ice water, took a couple of sips, and submerged my cock. I was shocked, but I didn't move. Once my cock had shriveled up, Mistress Gloria removed the glass, and put a leather sheath on my cock. The leather straps wrapped around the base of my cock, the balls, and the beginning of the shaft. The remainder of the shaft was exposed. She attached a ten-foot length of chain to the sheath with a small padlock. The lock not only locked the chain to the sheath, but also locked the sheath on my cock. I found that as my cock warmed up again, the tightness of the sheath made me get hard.

Mistress Gloria said, "There, that looks better. I love to see a hard cock. Now get me another glass of ice water." I picked up the plate and Mistress Gloria's ice water, and returned to the kitchen. The chain was long enough and heavy enough that I felt it tugging on my cock as I walked.

I returned to the living room with Mistress Gloria's glass of ice water, and set it down on the coffee table by her. She picked it up, took a few sips, and put it down. She looked at me, and said, "Slave, we're going in the backyard to get some sun."

Mistress Gloria picked up the chain, stood up, and went out the back door. I followed her outside. It was hot, well into the afternoon, probably close to 100 degrees. There was some shrubbery along the sides of the yard for privacy, but no trees. You could see into the back yard from the upper floor of several of the surrounding houses. We walked about ten feet past the back door when I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Go into the shed, and bring back four loungers."

I walked into the shed, found the loungers, and brought them out into the yard. I set them up in a row, facing the sun.

"Now go get a hammer and tent stake."

I went back into the shed, and found a hammer. I had to look around for a few minutes before I finally found an eighteen-inch metal tent stake. When I returned, the other Mistresses had come out into the yard, and they were lying on the loungers.

Mistress Gloria picked out a spot in the yard about three feet away from her lounger, measured out about eight feet of my cock chain, and said, "Hammer the stake into the ground through this chain link." It took me a couple of minutes to hammer the stake into the ground through the chain. I was sweating when I was finished. By now, Mistress Gloria was lying on her recliner as well.

Mistress Melissa commanded "Come over here and put sunscreen on me."

Mistress Melissa was the farthest away from where I was staked, and the chain was almost taut as I stood by her side. She was laying on her back, so I applied the sunscreen to her neck, arms, back, and legs. I enjoyed rubbing sunscreen onto her firm bottom. She turned around. I started with her legs and worked up her body. I stopped to finger her pussy for a couple of minutes. She didn't stop me, but she didn't seem to care, so I moved up her body. I took a few minutes to rub her firm torpedo shaped breasts, which had sunk into her chest somewhat. I finished with her arms and face.

Almost as soon as I finished with Mistress Melissa, Mistress Candy commanded me to put sunscreen on her. After I finished putting sunscreen on Mistress Candy I put sunscreen on Mistress Gloria. I spent several minutes rubbing sunscreen on her large round soft breasts.

Mistress Harriet was the farthest away on the other side from where I was staked, and the chain was almost taut as I stood by her side. She was the darkest of the Mistresses, and her sunscreen had the lowest SPF value.

When I had finished with Mistress Harriet, I returned to where I had staked myself to the ground. I was dripping sweat from the heat and the exertion, and I wondered what was next.

Mistress Melissa sat up and said, "You'd better put some sunscreen on yourself. We're going to be out here for a few hours." She pointed to her right, and I saw a bottle of sunscreen standing up in the grass near the house.

I walked over to the bottle of sunscreen, but the chain stopped me about four feet before I got to it. I got down on the ground and reached for the sunscreen, but it was still a foot away from my hand. I remembered the hammer. I got up and walked back to the stake, looking for it. I heard Mistress Gloria say, "Are you looking for this?"

I looked up, and saw she had the hammer in her hand. I replied meekly, "Yes Mistress Gloria, I was looking for the hammer to reach the sunscreen."

Mistress Gloria laughed and replied, "Too bad", and tossed the hammer into the yard in front of her, far out of my reach.

I walked back to the stake and lay down, dripping with sweat, and tried to remember to turn over every few minutes. I would glance over at the Mistresses, and they would be lying on their back or stomach, maybe smoking a cigarette, sipping their ice water, or daubing themselves with a towel. I enjoyed looking at them, but I was concerned. I was beginning to think we would be out all afternoon, and I'd turn red as a lobster. Maybe that was their plan. It seemed like they were teasing me by putting my sunscreen where I couldn't reach it. I guessed if I tried to get one of Mistresses' sunscreen, she'd just toss it in the yard like Mistress Gloria did with the hammer. After I was sunburned, I'd be real easy to torment.

I think I'd been lying on the grass for maybe 30 minutes when Mistress Candy sat up and tossed me a towel, and said, "Get the sunscreen". I walked over to the sunscreen, lay down on the ground, and using the towel, was able to drag the sunscreen over to where I could reach it after a few minutes.

I shook the dirt out of the towel, walked back to the stake, and Mistress Candy commanded, "Give me the towel".

I brought the towel to Mistress Candy, and sat down by the stake to put the sunscreen on. With my wrists cuffed in front of me, I could only put the sunscreen on my legs, face, and chest. After I finished, I lay down on my back and waited. The cock sheath kept my cock hard and standing up like a flagpole.

A couple more hours passed, and the Mistresses were still sunning themselves. There was no shade anywhere near where I was staked, and wouldn't be for another few hours. The sunscreen had kept me from getting burned, but my perspiration was turning me pink and keeping me uncomfortable. The Mistresses had a towel to wipe themselves, but I didn't. Lying on the ground naked was no fun either. I tried to keep still, but the grass or insects kept me wiggling around. I was very thirsty. It was boring just lying there.

I thought about how I had gotten into this, but I really wasn't sorry. These women had more than fulfilled my submissive and bondage fantasies. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard Mistress Melissa speak. "Pull that stake out, and put the lounges away in the shed."