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He stared at the clock in kitchen watching the second hand revolve and thinking about the importance of every second. Mistress was sleeping soundly while david prepared Her breakfast: strawberries, a cheese and mushroom omelet, freshly squeezed orange juice, toast, and coffee. She had trained him to put the food on the table exactly ten minutes after her alarm went off, and the timing could be tricky. Start cooking too early and the hot items would get cold, but start too late and Mistress would have to wait for Her breakfast. Serving a cold breakfast warranted an automatic 30 strokes of the cane. Serving breakfast late meant a stroke with the cane for every second of tardiness. In order to avoid punishment, david had once served Her eggs that were not fully cooked so as not to be late, but he learned the hard way that serving anything burned or uncooked would be punishable by a full body beating with a bullwhip. There was but one wise course of action and that was to serve his Mistress a delicious breakfast precisely on time, but despite his best efforts most of the time breakfast was served a minute early or a minute late.
And so when the alarm went off, david immediately poured the egg mixture into the hot pan and turned on the brewer so Her coffee would be fresh. It was 8:00 a.m. and he knew he would have to hustle to make sure She had a hot, tasty breakfast in front of Her in 10 minutes. He had squeezed the oranges and cleaned the strawberries ahead of time, but Mistress liked her fruit cold so he also had to retrieve those items from the refrigerator at the last possible moment, also.
She appeared from the bedroom about a minute early, and She approached david in the kitchen to check on his progress. He was pouring Her coffee and turned to hand it to Her with his head bowed and softly uttered, “Good morning, Mistress.”
“Good Morning, slave. You seem to be running a little behind this morning. Why isn’t my breakfast on the table?”
He glanced at the clock and saw that he had 40 seconds left. She walked over to the breakfast table and sat down while david hurried to meet the deadline. He was putting the omelet on her plate just as the toast was popping up. He had forgotten to include a few extra seconds to put jelly on the toast, so he knew he would be just a tiny bit late, but moved as fast as he could.
“Ten seconds, slave…nine, eight,…”
He retrieved the orange juice and strawberries from the refrigerator and placed them in front of his Mistress just as she called out, “Time.”
He fumbled with the butter knife applying the jelly to her toast and cut the bread diagonally as She liked. The breakfast was ready, and he moved quickly to the kitchen table and placed it in front of Her. He knew he was only a few seconds tardy, and he also knew the quality of the breakfast he was serving was good. Perhaps She would let it slide? He stood before Her awaiting for permission to begin cleaning the kitchen.
“You are improving, but you’re still 22 seconds late, slave. That’s 22 seconds of my life that you have wasted. Your performance reflects upon me, so I can’t let this go unpunished. Clean the kitchen, and when you are finished bring me the cane.”
The thing that always amazed david about his Mistress was Her relentless follow-through. When she said something was going to happen, it happened. The rule was a stroke with the cane for every second and he knew that was exactly what he was going to get. He feared the pain that came from Mistress’s expert application of the cane, but at the same time there was something very comforting about the clarity of her rules and punishments. As he cleaned the kitchen he thought to himself, “22 seconds? That’s not so bad, it’s actually pretty good considering all the things that go into the meal.” Even though he had failed his Mistress by 22 seconds, he could see the progress he was making and in his mind he was already thinking about the next day’s breakfast and how he could shave seconds off the time.
However, Her mind worked much differently. His Mistress took Her slave’s training seriously, and while She took sadistic joy in whipping Her slave, She also saw the greater good of how he was being transformed to Her liking. He would receive his 22 strokes with the cane as promised, but She also felt like his improvement merited a small reward. She thought about releasing him from his chastity device for a few minutes and giving him a ruined orgasm and feeding his cum to him, but quickly dismissed that notion. His focus was good right now and letting him out of his little cage would probably change that. She considered inviting Her favorite bull over that evening and allowing david a small roll in servicing His massive cock and Her hairless pussy, but again that seemed like too much of a reward. Then it came to Her, and She smiled devilishly as the scenario played out in Her mind. Yes, of course, when is a reward, not a reward?
The kitchen was now clean and david knew he couldn’t hide from Her wrath any longer. He retrieved the cane from the bedroom and brought to his Mistress, and assumed the position of punishment as he had been taught. He was bent at the waist with his hands fully extended on the table. She was always the one to unbuckle his pants as it amused Her to yank them to his knees exposing his locked penis and bare ass. She noticed that there were some leftover bruises from the previous day, and decided to target the existing marks in order to make both the pain and bruises last longer. Rarely did She punish Her slave on two consecutive days, but She was feeling extremely sadistic and wanted to make sure he fully earned his “reward”. As per Her instructions, david started with an apology and at the end thanked his Mistress for making him a better slave. He closed his eyes and waited for the cane to fall upon him.
She shortened Her stroke slightly in order to improve accuracy, and as the first stroke met the previous day’s bruise david flinched and bit down on his lower lip. She searched his ass for a new bruise and targeted it, and again david shook from the pain. She reached down and felt two long welts raising upon his bottom and marveled at Her precise technique. By the tenth stroke david’s knees were already buckling and tears were starting to form at the corner of his eyes. He tried to keep from crying, because he knew that tears would make the cane come down harder.
And it did. New bruises were built upon existing ones, and 22 well targeted strokes on david’s tender ass looked like triple that number when She was finished. He remained in the position groaning softly until Mistress gave him new instructions.
“I want my breakfast ON TIME tomorrow, david. Get it right, and we won’t have to go through this again. Pull your pants up, turn around and look at me.”
He did as told, but was surprised that She was allowing eye contact. She only allowed that behavior from a slave for emphasis of a point. He knew She had something very important on Her mind, and as he looked into Her eyes he wondered to himself how such a beautiful woman could be so cruel. At the same time he questioned his own sanity for being in love with such a woman.
“So david, you have been punished for serving my breakfast late, but I have noticed that your service to me is improving. You also will receive a reward later this week.”
She paused and could see david’s face light up. For a moment she actually felt sorry for what She was about to do to him. He looked so helpless and innocent now, and he was so excited about receiving a reward for his efforts. It was the same look he had when he first started serving Her, and it excited Her to be able to play upon his innocence to Her own advantage. She knew the one thing that david desperately wanted more than anything else in the world was to have sex with Her. She was going to plant the idea in his head that this was going to happen and build his hope and anticipation in the coming days. She continued to stare into his eyes as She spoke slowly delivering the message.
“I’ve been very horny lately and my favorite bull is out of town. I really need someone to fuck me all night hard and deep. Are you man enough to give me what I need? Do you want to fuck me, slave?”
His cock was involuntarily struggling in the chastity device trying to become erect. Her soft, sexy voice saying the words he had longed to hear had a powerful effect on him, and if She had continued speaking to him in that manner he likely would have had an orgasm right then without any genital contact. But it was about even more than the sex for him. It was about being able to demonstrate both his manhood while at the same time showing Her in a physical way how much he adored Her.
He quickly responded in the affirmative. “Yes, Mistress, I want to make love to you.”
Then Her demeanor changed and She frowned at him. “Making love? Who said anything about making love? I want you to fuck me. I want to feel a massive cock deep inside me. I want to cum hard over and over. That’s what I want from you; a hard, deep, passionate fucking. Do you think you can do that, or do I need to see if one of my other bulls is available on Saturday night?”
He was shocked by several things She said. First, She had never referred to his penis as “massive”. She had worn out the thesaurus calling it every diminutive, insulting adjective at Her disposal. He wondered why now She would have a sudden change of heart. The other thing that concerned him was that on a purely physical basis he was no match when compared to Her other lovers. The men She selected as bulls all shared similar features: young, tall, athletic, and extremely well hung. He was fearful that his Mistress would be disappointed and deem his sexual performance unworthy. Nevertheless he was going to give it his best shot.
“No, Mistress, You don’t have to call anyone else. I will do my best to please You.”
She was thinking ten steps ahead of Her slave and her mind was already filled with the sordid details of how this would unfold. The bar was set so high for david there was no way that he could be anything but a failure which was exactly what She wanted. Whatever male ego he had left She was about to crush in spectacular fashion. When She would be done with him, he would have feelings of inadequacy that years of psychotherapy couldn’t cure.
“Alright then, slave, you have but one chance and it will come on Saturday, but first you need to know the rules. When you fuck me, I don’t want to be kissed or touched by your fumbling hands. There will nothing in the way of affection between us. As I said before, your focus needs to be on giving me the best fucking I have ever had. Also, I’m the One who is supposed to cum not you, and I expect you to bring me off several times. Do I make myself clear?”
He took a deep breath and nodded, “Yes, Mistress.”
In some ways it didn’t matter to him that he wouldn’t be allowed an orgasm, but not being able to show affection during love making was a tough pill for him to swallow. He did in fact love Her with all of his heart, but if what She needed from him was stud service, he was willing to do that as well. The doubts and insecurities were already creeping into his mind, and Mistress was going to continue to push those buttons hard.
The days preceding Saturday passed slowly for david, and his Mistress didn’t make it easy on him. She was constantly adding pressure by dressing provocatively and reminding him repeatedly how badly She needed to be fucked by a “real man”. She also made him watch hours of pornography which dealt with the themes of men who couldn’t maintain an erection and/or were lousy lovers. She fucked with his mind so much that by the time Saturday rolled around, david’s self-confidence was all but gone. True, he was still in the chastity device and horny as hell, but had been given an opportunity to back out he would have gladly taken it. Still, this was his big chance and he held out hope that She might enjoy having sex with him and make this a regular part of his life.
When Saturday night came, david was filled with many emotions. He was severely lacking in confidence, but excited nonetheless. It was late Saturday afternoon, and Mistress was drinking wine and allowed david to kneel in front of Her and massage Her feet. She was very relaxed, and as would be expected he was very nervous. She gazed down at him and thought to Herself, “it’s time to break him”.
“Get off your knees and go to the bedroom, slave. I will join you there after I finish my wine. I placed a blue pill and a glass of water on the dresser which you will consume. You will remove all of your clothing and remain standing with your nose directly touching the south wall until I get there. I don’t want you looking at me. When I arrive, I will prepare you to fuck me. Go now, and do as I say.”
Prepare? Did that mean She was going to give him a blowjob? His mind raced at the prospect of not only being released from chastity, but also feeling Her warm sweet lips on his cock. How could he keep from exploding instantly, and how disappointed would She be if that happened?
He went to the bedroom, took the pill, stripped naked, and stood at attention as She had instructed. It felt like he had been standing there forever when he finally heard his Mistress opening the door. He could already feel the pill increasing the blood flow to penis and hoped She would release him from his cage soon. She came up behind him and gave his ass a quick squeeze and noticed that his bruises were fading. She resolved that he would get some new ones soon. She ran her fingers up and down his back and sides and smiled as observed his quivering reaction. She glanced down at his cock and smiled seeing it struggle against its confines. Everything was going according to plans.
She left him standing there with his nose to the wall and went to the closet, and david wondered if She was retrieving the key to lock that was on his cage. She procured several items and lay them on the bed. When She was satisfied that She had everything She needed, She asked david if he was ready to fuck Her. In blissful joy david sang out, “Yes, Mistress, oh God yes, thank you, Mistress!”
But when She told him to turn around david’s joy turned to confusion. There on the bed was Her favorite dildo, strapon harness, connecting nipple clamps, and a large vibrating butt plug. He tilted his head trying to comprehend what was about to happen as Mistress savored the moment. As he stood there he began to put the pieces together and was overcome with horror. She let a few moments pass so that he could fully absorb everything, and then She would confirm that as far as She was concerned, his insecurities about his inadequacy were well founded.
“You didn’t really think that you were going to fuck me with your little five-inch dick, did you david? I mean, come on, really? You know that I’m a size queen. When I said I needed a massive cock you had to know I wasn’t talking about you. Oh you’re going to get to fuck me alright, but with my favorite dildo strapped around your groin so that you get nothing out of it. No, I shouldn’t say nothing. You’ll have a vibrating plug up your ass and I’ll have the remote control in my hand while you fuck me. When I turn it down it means you fuck me slower, when I turn it up it means you fuck me harder. The nipple clamps are for me to tug on from time to time to get your attention. Remember this is your chance to impress me. If I even get a hint that you’re not giving everything you have, you’ll never get this opportunity again.”
She had sadistic energy running through Her now, and decided to work over his asshole first. She had him grab his ankles and pull his ass cheeks wide apart. She only used a drop of lubrication so that the insertion of the butt plug wouldn’t be too comfortable for him, and shoved the whole thing inside him all at once without warming him up. Just as quickly she pulled it back out as david struggled to hold on to his ankles. After repeating the process several times she left the plug inside him, and placed the clamps tightly on his nipples. She then sat him on the edge of the bed and helped him into the harness which she cinched tightly around his legs, waist and ass. She adjusted the positioning of the dildo so that it was anatomically correct, but with his cock pointed down in the chastity device, he would get no genital stimulation.
She made him stand and stare at himself in the mirror which hung above the dresser while She removed her clothes and got on the bed. She spread Her legs wide and redirected Her slave so that He was now looking at his Mistress’s beautiful body. The remote was in her hand and she started the vibrations inside david on a slow setting. "Fuck me, slave.”
Her slave had never worn a strapon harness before and he clumsily got on top of her and held the base of the dildo in his right hand. He pushed the head of it inside of Her trying to be gentle, but then realized that Her pussy was well stretched from frequent sex with her bulls and large vibrators that She used when masturbating. The cock was about halfway inside Her when he felt the speed of the vibrating plug in his ass increase. He started to thrust but did not have control of the dildo and it slipped out of Her.
“Worthless, slave. Is that the best you can do? Fuck me hard and fast, damn it!”
She turned the remote to the highest setting and david quickened his pace. He rocked his hips back and forth but he was having trouble with the angles, and could tell She wasn’t going to cum from it. She yanked on his nipple chain hard so that his tits stretched away from his body, and then every once in a while She would let go of the chain and strike his face with Her open hand. Just when he was getting used to the strapon, She sung out, “Stop! Finish me with your mouth.”
He pulled the dildo out of Her and moved his head between Her legs. Pussy eating was something he knew how to do well because his Mistress had taught him; however, the only time he was allowed to lick Her was after She had been with one of Her bulls. He could usually bring Her to an orgasm quickly, but after a few seconds She pushed his head away angrily.
“You are the worst lover in history, david, and you should be ashamed about your lack of sexual ability. I wanted to be fucked by a real man and you fell miles short of my expectations. You don’t deserve to have sex ever, and as long as you’re my slave your dick is as good as retired. The closet thing you’re going to get to sex from here on out is me whoring out your ass which I’m going to be doing quite frequently. I’m doing the world a favor by taking your little dick out of circulation forever. You’re sleeping on the couch tonight, and I hope instead of sleeping you stay awake thinking about what a terrible excuse for a sex partner you are. Get out of my bedroom, slave!”
He left and went to the couch as his Mistress had ordered him. In the bedroom She could hear him crying softly on the living room sofa, but instead of feeling sorry for him She felt a sadistic wave of pleasure. She then masturbated and had one of the most intense orgasms of Her life. Of course, david would never know that in a twisted way he did please his Mistress. She loved the changes She was making to his psyche pushing deeper and deeper into submission. She smiled broadly as she thought to Herself, “Mission accomplished today.”
And so when the alarm went off, david immediately poured the egg mixture into the hot pan and turned on the brewer so Her coffee would be fresh. It was 8:00 a.m. and he knew he would have to hustle to make sure She had a hot, tasty breakfast in front of Her in 10 minutes. He had squeezed the oranges and cleaned the strawberries ahead of time, but Mistress liked her fruit cold so he also had to retrieve those items from the refrigerator at the last possible moment, also.
She appeared from the bedroom about a minute early, and She approached david in the kitchen to check on his progress. He was pouring Her coffee and turned to hand it to Her with his head bowed and softly uttered, “Good morning, Mistress.”
“Good Morning, slave. You seem to be running a little behind this morning. Why isn’t my breakfast on the table?”
He glanced at the clock and saw that he had 40 seconds left. She walked over to the breakfast table and sat down while david hurried to meet the deadline. He was putting the omelet on her plate just as the toast was popping up. He had forgotten to include a few extra seconds to put jelly on the toast, so he knew he would be just a tiny bit late, but moved as fast as he could.
“Ten seconds, slave…nine, eight,…”
He retrieved the orange juice and strawberries from the refrigerator and placed them in front of his Mistress just as she called out, “Time.”
He fumbled with the butter knife applying the jelly to her toast and cut the bread diagonally as She liked. The breakfast was ready, and he moved quickly to the kitchen table and placed it in front of Her. He knew he was only a few seconds tardy, and he also knew the quality of the breakfast he was serving was good. Perhaps She would let it slide? He stood before Her awaiting for permission to begin cleaning the kitchen.
“You are improving, but you’re still 22 seconds late, slave. That’s 22 seconds of my life that you have wasted. Your performance reflects upon me, so I can’t let this go unpunished. Clean the kitchen, and when you are finished bring me the cane.”
The thing that always amazed david about his Mistress was Her relentless follow-through. When she said something was going to happen, it happened. The rule was a stroke with the cane for every second and he knew that was exactly what he was going to get. He feared the pain that came from Mistress’s expert application of the cane, but at the same time there was something very comforting about the clarity of her rules and punishments. As he cleaned the kitchen he thought to himself, “22 seconds? That’s not so bad, it’s actually pretty good considering all the things that go into the meal.” Even though he had failed his Mistress by 22 seconds, he could see the progress he was making and in his mind he was already thinking about the next day’s breakfast and how he could shave seconds off the time.
However, Her mind worked much differently. His Mistress took Her slave’s training seriously, and while She took sadistic joy in whipping Her slave, She also saw the greater good of how he was being transformed to Her liking. He would receive his 22 strokes with the cane as promised, but She also felt like his improvement merited a small reward. She thought about releasing him from his chastity device for a few minutes and giving him a ruined orgasm and feeding his cum to him, but quickly dismissed that notion. His focus was good right now and letting him out of his little cage would probably change that. She considered inviting Her favorite bull over that evening and allowing david a small roll in servicing His massive cock and Her hairless pussy, but again that seemed like too much of a reward. Then it came to Her, and She smiled devilishly as the scenario played out in Her mind. Yes, of course, when is a reward, not a reward?
The kitchen was now clean and david knew he couldn’t hide from Her wrath any longer. He retrieved the cane from the bedroom and brought to his Mistress, and assumed the position of punishment as he had been taught. He was bent at the waist with his hands fully extended on the table. She was always the one to unbuckle his pants as it amused Her to yank them to his knees exposing his locked penis and bare ass. She noticed that there were some leftover bruises from the previous day, and decided to target the existing marks in order to make both the pain and bruises last longer. Rarely did She punish Her slave on two consecutive days, but She was feeling extremely sadistic and wanted to make sure he fully earned his “reward”. As per Her instructions, david started with an apology and at the end thanked his Mistress for making him a better slave. He closed his eyes and waited for the cane to fall upon him.
She shortened Her stroke slightly in order to improve accuracy, and as the first stroke met the previous day’s bruise david flinched and bit down on his lower lip. She searched his ass for a new bruise and targeted it, and again david shook from the pain. She reached down and felt two long welts raising upon his bottom and marveled at Her precise technique. By the tenth stroke david’s knees were already buckling and tears were starting to form at the corner of his eyes. He tried to keep from crying, because he knew that tears would make the cane come down harder.
And it did. New bruises were built upon existing ones, and 22 well targeted strokes on david’s tender ass looked like triple that number when She was finished. He remained in the position groaning softly until Mistress gave him new instructions.
“I want my breakfast ON TIME tomorrow, david. Get it right, and we won’t have to go through this again. Pull your pants up, turn around and look at me.”
He did as told, but was surprised that She was allowing eye contact. She only allowed that behavior from a slave for emphasis of a point. He knew She had something very important on Her mind, and as he looked into Her eyes he wondered to himself how such a beautiful woman could be so cruel. At the same time he questioned his own sanity for being in love with such a woman.
“So david, you have been punished for serving my breakfast late, but I have noticed that your service to me is improving. You also will receive a reward later this week.”
She paused and could see david’s face light up. For a moment she actually felt sorry for what She was about to do to him. He looked so helpless and innocent now, and he was so excited about receiving a reward for his efforts. It was the same look he had when he first started serving Her, and it excited Her to be able to play upon his innocence to Her own advantage. She knew the one thing that david desperately wanted more than anything else in the world was to have sex with Her. She was going to plant the idea in his head that this was going to happen and build his hope and anticipation in the coming days. She continued to stare into his eyes as She spoke slowly delivering the message.
“I’ve been very horny lately and my favorite bull is out of town. I really need someone to fuck me all night hard and deep. Are you man enough to give me what I need? Do you want to fuck me, slave?”
His cock was involuntarily struggling in the chastity device trying to become erect. Her soft, sexy voice saying the words he had longed to hear had a powerful effect on him, and if She had continued speaking to him in that manner he likely would have had an orgasm right then without any genital contact. But it was about even more than the sex for him. It was about being able to demonstrate both his manhood while at the same time showing Her in a physical way how much he adored Her.
He quickly responded in the affirmative. “Yes, Mistress, I want to make love to you.”
Then Her demeanor changed and She frowned at him. “Making love? Who said anything about making love? I want you to fuck me. I want to feel a massive cock deep inside me. I want to cum hard over and over. That’s what I want from you; a hard, deep, passionate fucking. Do you think you can do that, or do I need to see if one of my other bulls is available on Saturday night?”
He was shocked by several things She said. First, She had never referred to his penis as “massive”. She had worn out the thesaurus calling it every diminutive, insulting adjective at Her disposal. He wondered why now She would have a sudden change of heart. The other thing that concerned him was that on a purely physical basis he was no match when compared to Her other lovers. The men She selected as bulls all shared similar features: young, tall, athletic, and extremely well hung. He was fearful that his Mistress would be disappointed and deem his sexual performance unworthy. Nevertheless he was going to give it his best shot.
“No, Mistress, You don’t have to call anyone else. I will do my best to please You.”
She was thinking ten steps ahead of Her slave and her mind was already filled with the sordid details of how this would unfold. The bar was set so high for david there was no way that he could be anything but a failure which was exactly what She wanted. Whatever male ego he had left She was about to crush in spectacular fashion. When She would be done with him, he would have feelings of inadequacy that years of psychotherapy couldn’t cure.
“Alright then, slave, you have but one chance and it will come on Saturday, but first you need to know the rules. When you fuck me, I don’t want to be kissed or touched by your fumbling hands. There will nothing in the way of affection between us. As I said before, your focus needs to be on giving me the best fucking I have ever had. Also, I’m the One who is supposed to cum not you, and I expect you to bring me off several times. Do I make myself clear?”
He took a deep breath and nodded, “Yes, Mistress.”
In some ways it didn’t matter to him that he wouldn’t be allowed an orgasm, but not being able to show affection during love making was a tough pill for him to swallow. He did in fact love Her with all of his heart, but if what She needed from him was stud service, he was willing to do that as well. The doubts and insecurities were already creeping into his mind, and Mistress was going to continue to push those buttons hard.
The days preceding Saturday passed slowly for david, and his Mistress didn’t make it easy on him. She was constantly adding pressure by dressing provocatively and reminding him repeatedly how badly She needed to be fucked by a “real man”. She also made him watch hours of pornography which dealt with the themes of men who couldn’t maintain an erection and/or were lousy lovers. She fucked with his mind so much that by the time Saturday rolled around, david’s self-confidence was all but gone. True, he was still in the chastity device and horny as hell, but had been given an opportunity to back out he would have gladly taken it. Still, this was his big chance and he held out hope that She might enjoy having sex with him and make this a regular part of his life.
When Saturday night came, david was filled with many emotions. He was severely lacking in confidence, but excited nonetheless. It was late Saturday afternoon, and Mistress was drinking wine and allowed david to kneel in front of Her and massage Her feet. She was very relaxed, and as would be expected he was very nervous. She gazed down at him and thought to Herself, “it’s time to break him”.
“Get off your knees and go to the bedroom, slave. I will join you there after I finish my wine. I placed a blue pill and a glass of water on the dresser which you will consume. You will remove all of your clothing and remain standing with your nose directly touching the south wall until I get there. I don’t want you looking at me. When I arrive, I will prepare you to fuck me. Go now, and do as I say.”
Prepare? Did that mean She was going to give him a blowjob? His mind raced at the prospect of not only being released from chastity, but also feeling Her warm sweet lips on his cock. How could he keep from exploding instantly, and how disappointed would She be if that happened?
He went to the bedroom, took the pill, stripped naked, and stood at attention as She had instructed. It felt like he had been standing there forever when he finally heard his Mistress opening the door. He could already feel the pill increasing the blood flow to penis and hoped She would release him from his cage soon. She came up behind him and gave his ass a quick squeeze and noticed that his bruises were fading. She resolved that he would get some new ones soon. She ran her fingers up and down his back and sides and smiled as observed his quivering reaction. She glanced down at his cock and smiled seeing it struggle against its confines. Everything was going according to plans.
She left him standing there with his nose to the wall and went to the closet, and david wondered if She was retrieving the key to lock that was on his cage. She procured several items and lay them on the bed. When She was satisfied that She had everything She needed, She asked david if he was ready to fuck Her. In blissful joy david sang out, “Yes, Mistress, oh God yes, thank you, Mistress!”
But when She told him to turn around david’s joy turned to confusion. There on the bed was Her favorite dildo, strapon harness, connecting nipple clamps, and a large vibrating butt plug. He tilted his head trying to comprehend what was about to happen as Mistress savored the moment. As he stood there he began to put the pieces together and was overcome with horror. She let a few moments pass so that he could fully absorb everything, and then She would confirm that as far as She was concerned, his insecurities about his inadequacy were well founded.
“You didn’t really think that you were going to fuck me with your little five-inch dick, did you david? I mean, come on, really? You know that I’m a size queen. When I said I needed a massive cock you had to know I wasn’t talking about you. Oh you’re going to get to fuck me alright, but with my favorite dildo strapped around your groin so that you get nothing out of it. No, I shouldn’t say nothing. You’ll have a vibrating plug up your ass and I’ll have the remote control in my hand while you fuck me. When I turn it down it means you fuck me slower, when I turn it up it means you fuck me harder. The nipple clamps are for me to tug on from time to time to get your attention. Remember this is your chance to impress me. If I even get a hint that you’re not giving everything you have, you’ll never get this opportunity again.”
She had sadistic energy running through Her now, and decided to work over his asshole first. She had him grab his ankles and pull his ass cheeks wide apart. She only used a drop of lubrication so that the insertion of the butt plug wouldn’t be too comfortable for him, and shoved the whole thing inside him all at once without warming him up. Just as quickly she pulled it back out as david struggled to hold on to his ankles. After repeating the process several times she left the plug inside him, and placed the clamps tightly on his nipples. She then sat him on the edge of the bed and helped him into the harness which she cinched tightly around his legs, waist and ass. She adjusted the positioning of the dildo so that it was anatomically correct, but with his cock pointed down in the chastity device, he would get no genital stimulation.
She made him stand and stare at himself in the mirror which hung above the dresser while She removed her clothes and got on the bed. She spread Her legs wide and redirected Her slave so that He was now looking at his Mistress’s beautiful body. The remote was in her hand and she started the vibrations inside david on a slow setting. "Fuck me, slave.”
Her slave had never worn a strapon harness before and he clumsily got on top of her and held the base of the dildo in his right hand. He pushed the head of it inside of Her trying to be gentle, but then realized that Her pussy was well stretched from frequent sex with her bulls and large vibrators that She used when masturbating. The cock was about halfway inside Her when he felt the speed of the vibrating plug in his ass increase. He started to thrust but did not have control of the dildo and it slipped out of Her.
“Worthless, slave. Is that the best you can do? Fuck me hard and fast, damn it!”
She turned the remote to the highest setting and david quickened his pace. He rocked his hips back and forth but he was having trouble with the angles, and could tell She wasn’t going to cum from it. She yanked on his nipple chain hard so that his tits stretched away from his body, and then every once in a while She would let go of the chain and strike his face with Her open hand. Just when he was getting used to the strapon, She sung out, “Stop! Finish me with your mouth.”
He pulled the dildo out of Her and moved his head between Her legs. Pussy eating was something he knew how to do well because his Mistress had taught him; however, the only time he was allowed to lick Her was after She had been with one of Her bulls. He could usually bring Her to an orgasm quickly, but after a few seconds She pushed his head away angrily.
“You are the worst lover in history, david, and you should be ashamed about your lack of sexual ability. I wanted to be fucked by a real man and you fell miles short of my expectations. You don’t deserve to have sex ever, and as long as you’re my slave your dick is as good as retired. The closet thing you’re going to get to sex from here on out is me whoring out your ass which I’m going to be doing quite frequently. I’m doing the world a favor by taking your little dick out of circulation forever. You’re sleeping on the couch tonight, and I hope instead of sleeping you stay awake thinking about what a terrible excuse for a sex partner you are. Get out of my bedroom, slave!”
He left and went to the couch as his Mistress had ordered him. In the bedroom She could hear him crying softly on the living room sofa, but instead of feeling sorry for him She felt a sadistic wave of pleasure. She then masturbated and had one of the most intense orgasms of Her life. Of course, david would never know that in a twisted way he did please his Mistress. She loved the changes She was making to his psyche pushing deeper and deeper into submission. She smiled broadly as she thought to Herself, “Mission accomplished today.”
Rowan
- 27.02.2021
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