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You return to the silent room after being away for the night, my body glowing and dripping with perspiration, hanging on the severe bonds. My muscles can no longer take the strain from the straps and the manacles, so my flesh sinks into the restraints, my body joints distended with weight going through my ligaments.
I manage to raise my head as I hear you enter, everything is black, the heat lamps have taken a toll on my skin and I hang here pathetically, my body speaking a thousand words, but without a single audible noise. I start to mutter through the gag, but only the odd croaky sounds emanate into the air. You walk up to me and examine my body, the fluids that I have spilled onto the floor. My pulse racing with fear, I can only hear the sound of your breath close to my body, the once cold steel manacles are now roasting hot and slightly burning into my skin as the heat from the lamps absorb into them. My skin slightly cut, but then seared again from the effect of the hot metal.
I feel you moving towards me, you touch my pussy to check for signs of excitement, there is a slight reside of vaginal fluids, mixed with a small trickle of blood from the previous days play.
You reach onto a tray behind me and produce a butt plug, with copper plates moulded into the rubber body. You lubricate the first semi cold plug and tease my pussy lips with it, I squirm from the shock of being touched, you rub it against me softly, allowing me get a feel of what will be inside me for an undetermined amount of time. My clit begins to stiffen as you scratch the copper surface against it, softly at first, then progressing to violently push it over my delicate button. My self lubrication action starts and dribbles over the bulb. With a suitable amount of lubricating fluid you begin to force this into my anus. My muscles are very tense as you ram the plug into me. My body attempts to move away, but this makes little or no difference to your progress. The plug is inserted all the way in, with just the wires appearing out of my anus, you inflate the device to take up any remaining space inside my ass.
I feel you start to move away, praying that you have gone, my body tense from not knowing what is coming next.
Suddenly I feel you standing over me and without warning I feel you roughly spank my ass... the noise shocks me but not as much as the sting to follow. I feel your breath on my ear as you slowly whisper to me "On your feet".
My body goes into meltdown as I try to move my legs from underneath me pulling at the shackles attached to the ceiling with all my might. It seems like forever before I am standing, the butt plug even further inside my ass, I can feel your twisted eyes looking me up and down as I hang, almost lifeless. In one rapid movement, your body is pressed up against me, I can feel your heart beating faster as your hands caress my heaving body, the loving stroke across my breasts enables me to relax, if only for a moment. I feel your warm lips begin to graze my neck... I feel at ease for the first time in what seems like forever.
My limp body starts to writhe as your hands slide up and down my moist naked body.
Your hand moves down towards my pussy, my entire body begins to shiver with anticipation, you slide your hands gently down my thighs and across my pussy lips, the path of this route is less resistive and you abruptly insert two fingers in one easy push. I gasp.
My whole body shakes and I start to feel a little tense as you whisper into my ear "So long as you behave, you will be rewarded"
I feel warm inside from the privilege that such an act is being performed on me by my master, I feel myself begin to smile but the gag doesn?t allow it to show. I hear myself moaning but abruptly stop myself, for fear of punishment or worse still, you stopping.
As you slide your fingers deeper and deeper inside me with every thrust, you feel me dripping over your hand and onto the floor, partly from feeling you getting hard from knowing that you have full control over this lifeless body and partly from not being able to see what comes next.
Just as I verge on cumming, you feel my body begin to tense once more, without a word you remove your fingers and walk across the room to retrieve the key to my manacles.
As you unlock my prison, my exhausted body slumps into a heap on the floor. You order me to kneel in front of you as you remove my gag. You thrust your hard cock into my aching mouth, making me swallow every last inch. I can feel your breath getting heavier as you grab my hair and thrust your cock further and further into me hearing me gag every time your cock hit?s the back of my throat. You are beginning to pant now, knowing that it?s only a matter of minutes before you explode. You stop.
I knee, bemused by what is happened, awaiting your next move.
You kneel in front of me and kiss me passionately on the mouth, your most unexpected move of this whole charade.
Cradling the back of my head, you slowly lower me so that my back is pressed against the cold, concrete floor, with the other hand you part my legs. I feel you begin you ease yourself into me.
You slowly begin to build up momentum as my body gives in and I let you fully take me.
You remove my blindfold and my eyes begin to sting as I open them, like a new born baby seeing light for the first time. That once depraved look in your eyes gone and I can see you smiling before you gently caress my face. My lips begin to part as you kiss me, our tongues lapping against one another.
You look deep into my eyes and announce ?I love you?.
I feel your body tense, knowing what is to come. With one final thrust I feel you spill into me.
The moment I had been waiting for had come, after months of waiting, I had finally pleased my master.
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