All amercian latex cop, Officer Stella Van Gent in tight latex and 5.5 inch stiletto high heels
Sunday, October 24th, 2010
Adventures of a dominant cuckoldress
Friday, October 1st, 2010i have been admiring MISTRESS STELLA for quite a few years but i never though i’d ever have the honor of being in HER presence. i reached out to correspond with HER and as luck would have it, MISTRESS STELLA was going to be visiting New York City which i live close to… MISTRESS STELLA told me SHE needed a good cuckold hold slave to chauffeur HER around town and wait on HER hand and foot.. MISTRESS STELLA called me one day and i was very happy to hear HER wonderful voice on the phone.. Btw, i have to say MISTRESS STELLA has the most sexy Dominant voice, it is really unbelievable!!! MISTRESS STELLA went on to say SHE was going to be visiting NYC was very excited to be meeting with one of HER well hung, hot stud bull lovers and then said SHE also needed was a good cuck to take HER shopping for some hot new outfit for HER hot date… This outfit would include some hot leather boots, a leather mini skirt and a leather top of some sort all in black leather.. MISTRESS STELLA told me i’d better bring my credit card as i would have the privilege of buying HER this outfit.. Months back, MISTRESS STELLA had requested i send photos of myself naked… When MISTRESS STELLA received them, SHE responded saying my penis size was laughable and i didn’t have what it took to ever be one of HER lovers but if i played my cards right, i may have the honor and privilege of being one of HER many cuckold slaves.. MISTRESS STELLA is one of the most beautiful women in the world and i know that any correspondence with with is a blessing..
So we were set, i would pick up MISTRESS STELLA at the airport upon HER arrival, i would be dressed in a suit, clean cut and i was told to bring a cb 3000 chastity device with me and a rather large butt plug MISTRESS had mailed me a few weeks before HER arrival… These were items MISTRESS STELLA insisted on needing for our meeting and bought them on my credit card.. MISTRESS STELLA told me i would wear these once SHE arrived and the time was right. MISTRESS STELLA also told me that once we met, i would speak only when spoken to and bring plenty of HER favorite cigarettes and a lighter. i was also to always walk 5 to 7 ft behind HER in public.. MISTRESS STELLA also had a finger snapping protocol SHE wanted me to follow… One snap of HER finger meant to quickly get out a cigarette and hand it to HER and then light it..SHE told me SHE’D better not have to snap twice or there would be hell to pay… Two snaps of HER finger meant SHE would start walking and i was to follow behind as instructed…Also if there was a door SHE may pass through i was to go ahead of HER and of course open it for HER and then fall back in line behind HER..
i arrived at the airport early and MISTRESS STELLA’S flight arrived on time. Soon SHE arrived at the gate was looking just amazing…. MISTRESS STELLA was wearing a form fitting pair of boot cut black leather slacks the ones with the brass buttons going up the sides and an amazing what looked like a very expensive pair of very high heeled black leather boots tucked under the legs of the slacks that made HER about 6’2 towering over me…SHE also had on a tightly fitting leopard print top and a gorgeous matching leather jacket that matched the slacks perfectly…i suspect this was a custom made outfit…SHE also had on those black leather half gloves that i find incredibly sexy.. HER hair was up in a very strict sexy looking pony tail and SHE was also some gorgeous designer shades…i was to be holding a sign up that had the words MISTRESS STELLA VAN GENT on it… Once MISTRESS STELLA spotted me, SHE stopped and summoned me with HER beautiful hand and i very quickly walked over to HER… MISTRESS STELLA and said out loud, “Hello Slave, take My bag!” then draped the strap of HER carry on bag over my head then held out HER hand for me to kiss…SHE then snapped HER finger once and i quickly got HER out a cigarette and lit it for HER…SHE then snapped twice and started to walk toward the luggage carousel as i followed behind HER as instructed.. People were definitely noticing this gorgeous, tall leather clad lady and the way SHE held out HER hand and how i so subserviently kissed it and i could see that this pleased MISTRESS STELLA and i was just mesmerized.. So off we were, i picked up HER luggage and MISTRESS STELLA walked through the air port as i walked obediently behind HER as instructed struggling to carry HER two very large, heavy suitcases and the travel bag that MISTRESS STELLA hung around my neck laughing at my situation..i had suggested getting a luggage cart as the bags where huge and very heavy but MISTRESS said i was not to do so and that i needed the exercise and i should be glad with HER decision….
We arrived at the hotel and i was to unpack MISTRESS STELLA’S bags while SHE lay down and rest…. MISTRESS STELLA’S bag’s where just loaded with hot latex, leather and of course BOOTS…Some of HER gorgeous wardrobe i noticed from photos and videos on HER website… i was to unpack everything and then polish and clean everything… After i was finished MISTRESS STELLA told me to put the butt plug nd the cb 3000 on the dresser.. MISTRESS STELLA also told me while i was still there to call HER black stud lover JAKE on the phone while SHE was laying down in the distance close enough to hear me. So i called him, he picked up and i was to let him let him know that i was HER cuck slave and SHE had arrived safely and that i was taking HER shopping for a very sexy outfit for their steamy date later tonight and that SHE was looking forward to some good hot sex…i was also told to tell him that the whole night dinner, drinks was on me and i would be chauffeuring them around in a rented Lincoln Town Car since MISTRESS STELLA didn’t find my Honda Civic acceptable to ride in..You see, part of MISTRESS STELLA’S plan was to have hot sex in the back of the car with HER stud as i drove them around the city stopping at lights and so on.. i made this awkward embarrassing call while JAKE subtly laughed at me on the other end… SHE then told me to get lost for a few hrs and come back at 2pm..We would then go shopping for MISTRESS STELLA’S new
outfit..
I arrived back precisely at 2 pm and MISTRESS STELLA let me in HER room…SHE then told me to strip naked and and get on my knees.. MISTRESS STELLA told me i had done a good job completely shaving my body hair and SHE then proceeded to put the cb 3000 around my cock and balls….MISTRESS STELLA then told me to bend over and assume the position for a good butt plugging…SHE then took the large butt plug with some lube and shoved it in my ass..SHE then told me to get dressed… MISTRESS STELLA then told me to fetch HER a cigarette and to light it… MISTRESS then sat in a chair and had me in front of HER on my knees kneeling straight up, arms behind my back and tongue all the way out to accept HER ashes… MISTRESS STELLA then proceeded to tell me in great detail of the hot sex SHE was looking forward to HER hot date and how i could never please HER in this way. SHE expected me to do everything i could to make this a pleasant evening for HER and HER lover.. MISTRESS STELLA said if i did everything as SHE expected, i might be able to watch them fuck in the hotel room later but of course i would be tied to a chair.. MISTRESS STELLA also said if i was a good cuck slave, SHE might even allow me the honor of HER peeing right into my mouth as HER personal urinal toilet…All the while SHE was telling me this SHE was dipping ashes in my mouth and toying with my newly caged cock with HER gorgeous black leather boot… My cock was throbbing from the things SHE was telling me and it hurt a lot be so constricted yet erect in the cock cage chastity device! MISTRESS STELLA then finished HER cigarette and put it out right on my tongue hard..It burnt like hell a few seconds and SHE then told me to swallow the butt…SHE them said in HER sexy dominant German accent, “Good astray slave”
Next we found ourselves in the a great kinky clothing shop in NYC called Purple Passion, a great store that i’ve been to a lot and know the real nice folks that run it..We ended up finding exactly what MISTRESS STELLA was looking for in way of the boots, the skirt, the top all in black leather and SHE even picked out a pair of very sexy black leather gloves the were fingerless for HER gorgeous long sexy nails to show through and they went only half way up HER hand.. The skirt was very tiny and very tight and the boots we got were knee high black leather lace up with 8 inch platforms…HER to was a very classy halter top that just topped off MISTRESS STELLA’S whole look… Everyone in the store was gawking at MISTRESS as SHE looked so sexy it was beyond words… As we got to the counter MISTRESS STELLA starting talking to the people at the counter workers and customers how SHE had a hot date and it was clearly NOT with me..SHE went on to say i was not “big enough” to please HER and that SHE had a date with a real man and i was simply HER ashtray toilet cuck slave…i was really embarrassed at this point and MISTRESS did notice this and seem to really take pleasure in my discomfort… MISTRESS STELLA also said that if i was going to be HER slave, that i’d better get used to this kind of treatment..As embarrassed as i was, i was also extremely turned on and my cock was very uncomfortable being that i had a raging hard on and i was in the chastity device..i was more crazy about MISTRESS STELLA than ever at this point…
CHAPTER 3
We left the store and MISTRESS STELLA waited while i went and got the car and i picked HER up… MISTRESS STELLA wore HER new outfit right out of the store.. i of course got quickly out of the car and opened the door for MISTRESS…SHE of course sat in the back and said the back was nice and big and rooming for some hot fucking with HER stud bull…We arrived at JAKE’S apartment and i was to get ring his bell and tell him we that MISTRESS STELLA had arrived… It was then time to pick up JAKE for their date.. JAKE then came down and was quite a large handsome fellow standing about 6’3 and built like a lean strong tank… We got to the car and i opened the door for JAKE and MISTRESS STELLA popped out of the car and started to very passionately kiss JAKE…As JAKE embraced MISTRESS STELLA, grabbing HER ass and lifting HER off the ground, i turned away to not look and MISTRESS STELLA snapped, “No slave! Stand at attention and hold the door for your MISTRESS!” People were noticing all this going and and i could feel my face turning red from embarrassment! MISTRESS STELLA and HER lover carried on for a few minutes and finally got in the car…i was really starting to realize what an exhibitionist MISTRESS STELLA was…
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We then went to a restaurant where the gorgeous couple sat at a table and i was to sit nearby at the bar but before i sat down, MISTRESS STELLA said in front of me to the waiter that i was just HER lowly cuck slave and i would be paying for everything. i couldn’t believe SHE said this to the waiter…my face was flushed with embarrassment! Everyone in the restaurant notice this gorgeous couple walking in and that fact that MISTRESS STELLA is so gorgeous with such a gorgeous outfit of all leather on, SHE was quite a site to be seen.. MISTRESS and HER STUD went to have their drinks then dinner. i payed for everything and then i then brought the car around and picked them up…MISTRESS then told me to drive around and around till SHE further instructed me..i started to drive and noticed the MISTRESS and JAKE passionately kissing and feel each other up in the rear view mirror..MISTRESS then yelled at me with HER sexy voice to not get in an accident or SHE’D have JAKE beat the shit out of me..At this point i really had a hard time focusing as i heard MISTRESS moaning in sexual extacy more and more…We were driving through Manhattan around 11 p.m. and there was a good amount of traffic in the city at that time. We were stopping at traffic lights constantly and people were definitely taking notice of the power couple going at it in the back seat.. From what i could hear, it seemed to really turn MISTRESS STELLA on as SHE would ask JAKE to fuck HER harder and harder when we were stopped at a light and SHE would really start screaming in ecstasy.. SHE started moaning “OH JAKE!” louder and louder till it got so loud and intense until final they both “finished” perfectly at the same time.. After MISTRESS STELLA caught HER breath, SHE went on to say ” you see that slave, that is how a real man satisfies a woman. Something you could never do for me” These words cut sharp like a dagger to my ego but also turned me on and gave me a raging hard on that hurt like hell all caged up in my chastity device! The sexual prowess that this lady possessed was such a fucking turn on..To think that SHE could basically get any man to do whatever SHE wanted ( and me for that matter!) was intensely arousing for some reason to me.. MISTRESS then told me to pull over which i did and get in the back with them…It turned out JAKE had gotten some cum in MISTRESSES boots and MISTRESS. MISTRESS had me light HER cigarette and then told me to get down and start cleaning HER boots…i couldn’t believe SHE was making me do this! Cum to me, even my own i find disgusting but i obeyed my gorgeous CUCK GODDESS.. The two continued to talk and kiss on and off for the next ten minutes and they both laughed at me and prodded me on as i groveled below cleaning HER boots with my cigarette burned tongue. MISTRESS would snap HER finger so i could get up and receive HER ashes and then told me i’d better swallow completely before i start cleaning HER boots again..Soon MISTRESS STELLA’S boots were clean and SHE then put out HER cigarette but on my tongue and commanded again “Swallow” which i eagerly did… MISTRESS then said “Here, let ME give you something to wash it down with” SHE then had JAKE get out of the car and had me lon the floor of the car as SHE pulled up HER beautiful skirt and peed right into my mouth! It was so tight in the car that i couldn’t get at an angle where i could receive of MISTRESS STELLA’S golden nectar and as a result, my whole face was covered in HER pee…MISTRESS then told me there would be hell to pay later for missing and not catching all of HER precious fluid…As i stood up out of the car and apologized to HER smacked me hard in my wet face 5 times or so then wiped HER wet hand dry on my suit…SHE went on to say that “Men all over the world beg for the privilege of being HER slave, toilet etc. and that i should try harder to be a good toilet but since it was my first time, SHE would give me another chance…SHE also said that i would have to make up to HER and that i could buy HER another pair of rubber crotch high 600.00 boots SHE had HER eye on..i pleaded with HER that i was not a rich man and how i maxed my credit card out already..SHE responded by saying ” Well then, you’d better get on the phone with them and up your credit if you want to be my cuck, toilet ashtray slave! Do you understand?” as SHE said in a slightly irritated commanding sexy voice..SHE then kicked me swiftly in the balls as i fell to the ground gasping for air and SHE told me to get up take them back to the hotel..i had to drop off JAKE at his place first as he had to fly out in a few hrs for a modeling shoot in a few hrs and when we arrived i was to get out, open the door for JAKE and thank him for fucking my MISTRESS and sexually satisfying HER in a way i never could.. MISTRESS then told me “Good job slave! Just like we practiced in the hotel room earlier today!” Ha! Ha! as SHE totally laughed in my face smacking me a few more times in the face and then holding my collar with HER one hand and grabbing JAKE with the other hand as SHE passionately kissed JAKE holding me close by. MISTRESS STELLA would kiss JAKE a little and then spit in my face and go back and forth.. This was quite humiliating as passers by gawked at us.. MISTRESS then bid JAKE farewell and we drove back to the hotel…i was to help MISTRESS STELLA undress, give HER a bubble bath and a foot massage… MISTRESS decided to take me out of chastity only long enough to put an electronic shock collar around my balls with HER own remote control.. The rest of the evening consisted of constant ball shockings, smacks to the face, being spit at and on, ridiculed for my pathetic small penis and inferior build, being an ashtray and cigarette disposal for 6 or 7 more cigarettes and consuming much of MISTRESS’S golden nectar…SHE peed many times that night as there were many cocktails earlier that night..i told MISTRESS STELLA what a great night i had serving HER and how being HER ashtray, cuck toilet slave was a dream come true.. MISTRESS responded by saying that i was very lucky and that this was just the beginning…i would have to prove my devotion through much more pain and sacrifice and gifts if i wanted to be one of HER preferred slaves… MISTRESS STELLA also mentioned SHE wanted to start doing many more videos with slaves on HER web site..SHE went on to say i might be lucky enough to be in some or many videos depending on how i behaved..SHE also mentioned that since i was a poor slave, this would be a good way for me to help MISTRESS make money from selling films..SHE also mentioned i was going to be totally exploited and have take take anything SHE dished out no matter how severe. If i didn’t comply, SHE would banish me from serving HER in the future… i think i’m in love and in for a whole lot of trouble!!! Until next time!
Decadent hedonism pool party girl
Tuesday, September 7th, 2010
Mistress Punishes Slave
The sudden pull on my balls brings me back from my reverie. It is not a sharp pull but increases until I can barely stand still. I brace myself as my balls begin to ache, feeling them pulled down and away from my body. The red silken cord wrapped around my scrotum four times in layers between cock and balls, tied and then drawn between my legs. Now it is tugging and pulling them constantly forcing me to pull against it in order to stand still. I am facing the corner of the room, naked, my hands clasped behind my neck as ordered. It is hard to measure time in such a position and I am nervous. Mistress is angry with me. No, I take that back – not angry, more like disappointed. And I could have tried harder to find her the arousing story she ordered me to find her. Now I am in trouble and I suspect she is secretly rather pleased. She warned me this morning I would be punished hard – the hardest spanking she has ever given me she said. I am nervous.
“Come here,” she calls from the couch where she has been sitting sipping a glass of wine and watching my discomfort, watching my balls pulled between my legs by the red cord. Every so often she has pulled the cord to keep me on edge, to remind me of her control as if I needed any reminding. I turn and step over the cord and drop to my knees. She pulls the cord again as I begin to make my way to her on my knees. She keeps the tension all the time making me ache. I know that soon I will wish I were back in the corner again. She has laid several items on the coffee table beside her. The old wooden hairbrush, black leather gloves, a leather strap, a wooden paddle. I silently pray she does not intend to use all of them.
“Pleasure me,” she says pointing. I kneel between her legs and raise her skirt to give me access. She wears thigh-highs but no panties. As I bring my head into position she pushes it down with her hand into her groin. My tongue seeks out her lips and strokes them; they are already moist and so warm. I wonder if she has been stroking herself as she watched me. But of course she was!! I lick up and down and feel her press up against my tongue. I switch up to find her clitoris and lick at her. I love that smoothness and the feel of her hard and pressing against my tongue. I alternate between the lips and the clitoris. She sighs softly and I suck in a breath of air whenever I can, for as she presses down on me my nose is closed. But this pleasure does not last long.
“Enough!”, I hear her say, “Stand up.” Reluctantly I stand and place my hands behind my neck as required. She motions me to stand by her right thigh and then pulls suddenly on the cord. I gasp aloud with the sudden pressure on my delicate balls, more delicate than normal after so much attention. “Lie across my lap!” I lean forward and let her help me position myself across her knees. She likes me lying forward, hands on the ground but only my toes touching the floor. She pushes me down knowing I always try to take my own weight in order to spare her. She likes me to be helpless and supported by her. I try to relax (relax!!!! Some hope knowing what is about to happen !) and let myself go. I try to sink into sub-space and just let it all happen, not fight it, not feel each smack.
She runs her right hand over my ass caressing the cheeks. Her left hand seeks out my left nipple and takes it, squeezing it hard. I moan with pleasure and feel my cock tensing. I always feel it there but right now my cock is so aroused. No, I do not mean especially hard, although he is somewhat erect. When you haven1t come for a long time, three weeks in my case, you seem to be aware of your cock all the time, a constant longing. Mistress controls my climax and she has not let me come for three weeks now. I have gone longer in the past. I have to keep him hard for an hour each day; sometimes she watches as I do so and sometimes she helps, stroking him, even taking him in her mouth, something I always long for. I lie across her lap my cock throbbing lightly with pleasure. I feel Mistress moving and realize she has taken the end of the red cord and has it near at hand. I feel her separate my cheeks and know she is inspecting me. That does make me so nervous. It is not as bad now as the night she shaved my ass – she started with wax strips with me bound on the bed, my arms tied high behind my back. The next night she finished the job with a razor. I prefer the razor!!! Now my ass is always kept shaved smooth for her. I feel her pull the cord so my cock and balls are between her legs. She closes them and feel the pressure on my cock making him jump a little.
The spanking begins. At first it is pure pleasure. If I did not know things would change shortly I could really enjoy this. Well truth to tell I do enjoy it anyway. At first it is like a massage – maybe for 3 or 4 minutes she slaps me languidly and lovingly, just how I know she loves to do normally. She does enjoy giving me pleasure but we both enjoy pushing the limits too. I suspect today limit is a word that will be appropriate. But this is a punishment and I know I cannot use a safe-word. She would respect it I know. But I know that I cannot use it, I owe her that as my Domme. Now the slaps sting and my ass begins to feel warm. This is the most enjoyable part for me; the slaps are evenly spaced and feel so good.
But soon she is spanking harder and each stroke takes on a character of its own. Why does it always seem like she is concentrating on just one spot when I know she is spreading it out. I try to force my mind back into sub space and not focus on the stinging sensation but it is hard now. The slaps are coming hard but also fast. There is little time between slaps to deal with the sensation. And now the blows are really hard. I can feel her raising her hand high – perhaps shoulder height – and letting gravity do the work. Good old efficient gravity!! Oh God Owwwwww!! Now each stroke makes my head fly up or roll from side to side. I long for some respite but she shows no sign of pausing. I cannot help but cry out. My ass is soooo warm now and the stinging is quite unbearable. Unbearable?? No, of course not – because I do bear it somehow. She didn1t say how long the spanking would go on, She just said the hardest you1ve ever had. It seems a long time, a very long time.
I am certain I cannot take any more and somehow my hand reaches back to protect my sore ass. As it comes back I gasp in pain as my balls are pulled down sharply. I get the message and my hand returns to its place. The pressure on the cord remains though as she continues to spank. My hand comes back without my willing it only to be grabbed by her left hand and forced up into the small of my back. The spanking continues and I am moaning and pleading for a pause that does not come. And then it does come. Suddenly the spanking stops and it takes a moment for my mind to register. Mistress runs her hand over my sore and trembling ass. I can feel the heat. I know it must be very red. “Get up sub”. I do so and stand trembling slightly by her side. “Thank you Mistress,” I say, “thank you for punishing me.” She looks at me smiling faintly “Oh, but your punishment isn’t over yet silly sub”. I groan inwardly. “That was only the beginning. I want you to remember today for a good while so that you will put all the more effort into serving me.”
I am ordered back into my corner. I stand there longing to caress my ass but knowing that is not allowed. The cheeks feel wonderfully warm and so tender. I stand there wondering what will be next. “Make him hard for me” she orders. I begin to stroke my cock and to help things along remember other times I have been made to arouse myself. I think of how Mistress puts on the leather cock sheath. First I stroke him until he is growing nicely. Then she straps the leather cock-ring end of the sheath around the root of my cock making sure it is tight. She fastens one of the straps around the base of my cock and motions me to stroke more. As my cock stiffens, aided by the cock strap, she progressively tightens the other four straps along the length of my shaft. Nice memories indeed My cock is standing to attention horizontally now, nice and thick and red and the longing to just continue and climax builds. Mistress is standing behind me and leans around me taking my cock with her hand to stroke him. “Come back and take up position,” she orders. I do so quickly and she grasps my cock between her thighs. I lie there moving my hips slightly to enjoy the sensation of my cock held this way. I hear her chuckle. “Enjoy it while you can sub!”
The spanking begins again but this time she has donned the black gloves – her hands sore from punishing my ass. Mistress has never spanked me this hard but at least now she leaves time between each stroke so I can handle the sensation better. She pauses too, caressing my sore flesh and running a gloved finger up my crack teasing me, pressing on that little knot. As she does so my hard cock responds and I know she can feel it on her thigh. During one such pause she switches to the hair brush. I hate the hair brush – it stings unbelievably. The loud smack of it striking my tender ass seems to make the stinginess worse! “Count!” Mistress orders. “One Mistress, Two Mistress…..” Oh God I cannot take much more of this. Each stoke is truly painful – it would be if my ass was fresh but after the preparation she has given it the brush feels like fire. I cry out with each stroke and wriggle my hips but she hold me down firmly. “Aaaagh. Nineteen Mistress”, “Owwwwwww. Twenty Mistress.” The spanking stops and she caresses my ass. Oh how I love this part. I want this to go on forever.
“Now sub, have you had enough ?” she says. “Oh Yes thank you Maam,” I reply. “I will be more careful in future I promise.” “Yes I think you will”, she says quietly. “But I am not done with your punishment yet. There is one last part to it.” My heart sinks. “Get up!”
I gingerly push myself up and rise to my feet. My ass is so sore now and I suspect it is beet red. I think it will be bruised tomorrow. I stand by her side with hands behind my neck. She gets up and leaves the room. She returns with something behind her back. “I’m going to be kind to you and allow you an hour to recover a bit before the last phase of your punishment.” she says. I have a nasty feeling I am not going to like the next part. “That last part is going to be 12 strokes with your favorite implement,” she grins as she brings her hands to the front and reveals the riding crop, my least favorite implement. “Yes Mistress, if it pleases you,” I mumble. “Good,” get back into your corner and keep that cock hard all the time.
I return to the corner and begin to stroke my limp member. “Turn around so I can see you!” I turn and face her. She comes over to me and blindfolds me. “Keep stroking.” My cock begins to respond and soon is hard as I run my hand up and down along the shaft fighting down the urge to climax. Every now and then a light pull on the cord tells me Mistress is watching me. Suddenly I feel her hand cupping my balls – she moves so quietly in this carpeted room. She closes her fingers and gently squeezes, not enough to cause pain but rather discomfort and apprehension. Her hand takes my shaft and strokes it – I place my hands behind my neck as she does so and enjoy the beautiful sensation. “Good sub,” she says softly kissing my cheek as she rubs me. She kisses my mouth passionately now all the time keeping up the stroking. “Please stop, Maam?” I beg as I approach the edge. She stops and pulls down hard on the cord which helps stop my climb. “Stroke again,” she says after a minute has passed. I hear her leave the room and continue to arouse myself. She returns and I feel a glass of water pressed to my lips. I drink gratefully.
“Lie across the table,” she orders. I walk over to the table and lie forward over it bent at the waist, my arms stretched in front of me. “You can wait like that until I am ready to crop you.” I hear the pages of a magazine being turned and lie trying to be patient despite the burning of my ass and my fear of the cropping I am about to receive. Time passes slowly, nothing is said. I hear the pages turning every now and again. I always find it hard to wait and do nothing. Mistress knows this and uses it against me. Yet I do manage to think of the joy of being Her submissive. Even this punishment has its good side – I feel submissive, I feel I am giving myself to her. I hear her uncross her legs, the sound of her thigh-highs moving against each other. Her hand touches my ass and I flinch. A finger separates my cheeks – I feel latex and cold. The finger enters me pushing into me. I accept it loving the feeling. It is deep inside me turning and wriggling causing wonderful sensations. I know this is Her way of soothing me. “It’s time my poor sub.” A few more movements and the finger is suddenly withdrawn. I groan in disappointment. “Don’t complain. Be thankful you got that!” “No Maam, I mean Yes, thank You Mistress,” I reply. She tugs the cord and I get up and am led to the rear of the couch. “Stand still.” She attaches clover leaf clamps to my nipples. “You might as well suffer there too,” she grins. I am pushed over the back of the couch so my feet are off the ground and my legs are slightly splayed. Mistress attaches cuffs to my wrists and joins them with a double shackle. For a moment I wonder if I am to be gagged as well but am relieved this does not happen. “Count off the strokes,” she orders. The first stroke catches me totally off guard coming almost immediately. “Aaaagh,” I cry and then pause to let my mind deal with the pain. “One, thank you Mistress. may I have another please?” No sooner than I finish the words but the crop slashes across my ass. “AAAaaaaaaag!!. Ohhhh Mistress. Two, Maam, Thank you.” I pause a good while summoning courage to ask for another. “May I have another please Maam?” “Ohh God! Three Mistress, thank you. May I have another.” I know she is not hitting me as hard as she might but the pain is very harsh. I can feel the parallel lines across my ass and I know she is working from top downwards to that most sensitive part just above the thighs, the soft part, the part she has so far spared I now realize! I can barely stop myself from pushing of the couch although it would be hard in fact as I am well immobilized. There is nothing I can do to avoid the strokes. “Ooooooooh!!!! Ten maam, Thank you Mistress, another please?” This one caught me right on the sensitive part. I hear the crop just before it bites into me. “Oh God!!! Thank you Mistress. Eleven. May I have another?” She runs the crop over my ass which feels like traceries of fire. Up and down the crop rubs stimulating every line and every part of my flesh. She presses the crop against my ass lining up its fall point. She draws it back and I flinch. But there it is just touching me again! The twelfth stroke comes suddenly. Before I feel it leave my skin it is whooshing back down. It is not an especially hard stroke but it cuts diagonally to cross all the others joining them with a line that crosses my two cheeks from top of one to the bottom of the other. I yelp with pain only mitigated by knowing this is the end. “Thank you Mistress, thank you.” I am almost sobbing now.
I feel something cool being rubbed gently over my ass – iced water on a cloth. She is soothing me now and it feels so good. Gently she cools the tender ass, dries it and lotions it. She unfastens my cuffs and pulls me back so I can stand, somewhat wobbly but standing ! Her tongue is on my nipple and she carefully removes the clamps one by one. Now she takes me in her arms and holds me, kisses me. 3Come good slave, come and lie with me.2 She takes me to the couch and sits and pulls me down with her letting my ass settle on a nice soft cushion. I lie with my head on her breast and she strokes my head. It feels wonderful. Now I feel at peace. And maybe I have never before felt so much hers, so owned. The hot stinging of my ass feels so good. Maybe I will be bad again
Femme en train
Sunday, March 16th, 2008
2 new albums and 2 new leather and latex clips updated
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