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Chapter One

Susan screamed. The scream was a mixture of pain and relief, pain causedby the whip which had just left its mark across her bare and unprotected breastsand relief from the sexual frustration which her master/lover, and wielderof the whip, had forced her to undergo for the last half an hour. She stoodin the centre of a room, her arms stretched tautly above her head, securedby the wide leather straps round her wrists which were attached to an arrangementof pulleys hung from a hook in the ceiling. Similar straps encircled her anklesand these were attached to a bar some two and a half feet long to force herlegs wide apart. For clothing, for want of a better name, she wore a pair ofsling back stiletto heeled shoes, a wide studded leather collar around herneck forced her head up, and a leather strap around her slim waist was attachedto another strap which ran down between her legs, parting her pussy lips beforerunning up the crevice of her buttocks to where it rejoined the waist strap.It was this that was the prime cause of her frustration holding, as it did,firmly in place a busily humming vibrator embedded deeply in her cunt and avery large butt plug which was equally deeply inserted into her rear channel.

Only one hour before she had opened the front door of the apartment whichshe shared with her lover Michael, on the table in the hallway was a smallenvelope addressed simply "Susan". She had seen such before and opened it withfeelings of excitement and trepidation which soon turned to mild sexual arousalas she read its contents. "Slave, you will go immediately to the Room, undress,put on your straps and insert the toys you find with them, then kneel and wait." Itwas signed simply "Master". The butterfly feeling in her stomach grew as shewent along the corridor to the Room and taking a key from her hand bag openedthe locked door. She walked into an almost square room perhaps fifteen feetacross. The floor was of bare polished boards with a single rug of orientaldesign in the middle. The ceiling was about 10 feet high with a system of ropesand pulleys hanging from a hook in its centre. One wall had a large woodenSt Andrew' s cross bolted to it with eye bolts at the ends of each limb bothtop and bottom. A long wooden board was fastened to another wall about fourfeet from the floor and an array of hooks held an assortment of whips, crops,canes, paddles and other instruments of correction. Other items of furnitureincluded a sturdy bench some six feet long and three feet high covered in blackleather and a curious stool with a high back and a large dildo sticking straightup from the seat.

Susan wasted no time in taking in the room's bizarre contents, she had seenthem many times before, she went straight to the bench and looked at the itemslying there. She smiled and began to undress as instructed. She first removedtrainers and socks, followed by her loose cambric top and then after wrigglingout of her tight jeans she stood clad in bra and pants and ran her hands backthrough her luxurious mane of blonde hair. She struck a pose before one ofthe four cheval mirrors in the room and then took off her bra slowly almostcoyly before dropping it to the floor and cupping her breasts in her hands.She toyed with her nipples between finger and thumb, teasing them erect andstretching them by means of the gold rings set in them until they stood proudlyfrom each firm breast. Her hands moved down her rib cage and glided acrossthe gentle curves of her belly stopping momentarily at the diamond stud sether navel before she extended one hand across the silken smoothness of herpanties and gently began to rub at the lips of her pussy through the fabric.For a few brief moments she toyed with herself in this fashion adding to herfeeling of sexual excitement before slipping her hands under the sides of herpanties and slid them down her thighs . Now completely naked she inspectedherself in the mirror hoping that the sight would please her master. She wasproud of her large firm breasts and tight well rounded buttocks, her legs wereslim but with firm muscles showing evidence of physical exercise all in alla pleasing package to present to even the most critical of viewers. I musthurry, she thought, rousing herself from her slightly smug inspection . Goingto the bench she picked up the pair of black hold up stockings and took themfrom their wrapper. She pushed her left foot into one and smoothed it up herthigh before doing the same with the right leg. Selecting a pair of broad leatherstraps she fastened them firmly round her ankles, taking care to insure thatthe steel rings attached to them were to the back, next came a similar pairof straps for her wrists and she thrilled at the feel of the soft leather asit fitted snugly around each wrist. She struggled to fit the heavy leathercollar which was some four inches deep with intricate metal stud work, thecollar forced her chin up and always gave her problems but after a few momentsshe had the two straps through the buckles and the collar was in place. A pairof black sling back shoes with four inch heels enhanced her five foot fiveinches and she once again gave herself an admiring glance in the mirror atthe way the bondage straps and shoes seemed to increase her nudity.

The last three items on the bench had caused her to smile earlier and shepicked up one of them. It was a butt plug, moulded of heavy latex some sixinches long, from a rounded tip it flared out after about four inches untilit was at least two inches in diameter and then tapered in about one inch beforeending in a round base some two inches across, inset in the base was a metalring. It was always a surprise to her that she could accommodate this fearsomespear, for to her that was just what it resembled; an enormous black spearwith which she was about to impale herself. A tube of KY jelly had been lefton the bench, "how thoughtful you are Michael" she murmured to herself andbegan to coat the tip of the plug with the gel . Leaving the plug standingon the bench she coated the tip of her right index finger with the gel andstanding with one foot on the floor and the other raised on one of the benchsupports she slowly eased her finger into the tight puckered ring of her anus,teasing herself and slowly forcing her finger past the tensed ring of muscle.With her finger still thrust deeply into herself she picked up the plug andusing her finger as a guide pushed the tip into her stretched hole and thenwithdrawing her finger she began to ease the plug in deeper and deeper. Shegasped as the plug stretched her sphincter muscle until it seemed that shewould tear apart but it, as always, stretched a little more until with a gaspof relief she felt it slip past the shoulder and into place with the base platetight against the outside of her hole. She stood for a moment feeling the weightof the plug inside her bowel and adjusting to the difference it made to herperceptions of herself. Once the plug was in place she was no longer Susanbut Slave; the straps and collar started the process but once the plug wasinserted she knew that she had relinquished control of her life to her Master.

The second of the three items was a large vibrator and she raised it toher lips and licked it hungrily for several seconds before putting it to thelips of her pussy and switching it on. She moaned gently as she parted thepuffy lips revealing the two gold rings set one in each lip and the gold studpiercing her clitoris. Each gentle thrust of the vibrator pushed it deeperand caused her to sway and moan with pleasure, "I mustn't come yet" was thethought that crossed her mind as waves of pleasure passed through her. Finallythe humming device was almost completely inside her and she paused to gatherher wits before picking up the final item that, to her, completely symbolisedthe transition from young independent woman to female slave. This symbol wasa leather strap some two inches wide with a studded design spelling the word "SLAVE" shebuckled it round her waist and then threaded the thin strap that hung fromthe centre of the belt in the middle of her back through the ring in the baseof the plug and the other ring in the base of the vibrator. Finally she buckledthe end of this strap through the buckle on the belt by her navel and snappedshut the small padlock, her enslavement was complete. She walked to the centreof the room under the hoist and gave herself a final approving look in themirrors before kneeling down with her legs spread wide, buttocks raised inthe air, forehead pressed to the rug and hands out in front of her a pictureof total submission. As she knelt her mind was a whirl of sexual messages,some physical caused by the butt plug and the vibrator others mental as sheremembered past occasions in this room. The wool smell from the carpet evokedparticularly strong memories and she indulged herself in a bout of sexual reveriewhich brought her almost to the point of orgasm as the vibrator continued todo it's mischievous work on her by now dripping pussy. So far was she gonedown the road to orgasm that she did not hear the door being gently opened,or the quiet approach of her master who stood smiling down at his preoccupiedslave.

Michael was about six feet tall, of slim build with dark hair and wearingonly a pair of tight leather trousers. It was difficult to assess his age butif pushed most would have said late twenties or early thirties. He was in factthirty eight. His full lips and broad nose hinted at possible African ancestryalthough his skin colour was that of sun tanned European , his eyes were smilingas he took in the delights awaiting him as his slave crouched on all foursprepared exactly as instructed. Susan was almost too good to be true he thought,but still he could always find something to criticise.

"Sorry to disturb you my dear. "

Susan jerked at the sound of his voice and he reached down between her thighsgrasping her pussy lips and kneading them together, squeezing the vibratorin further and trapping the thin strap between the lips. She lifted her headand moaned with pleasure.

"Put your head down" he snapped and used his free hand to slap her leftbreast.

The slave gasped and quickly pushed her forehead back onto the rug. Michaelcontinued to squeeze her sex, the sensation was driving her wild but each timeshe approached orgasm he appeared to sense it and slapped her swinging titsor arse. He was standing behind her between her wide spread calves, hand betweenher thighs, squeezing her pussy lips with one hand and toying with her stiffnipples with the other hand. After each blow to breast or cheek he would switchhands and thus torment the other nipple. The sensations from her breasts, pussyand arse combined into one, each blow sending her nearer to orgasm, the onlyrestraint was her promise to herself not to let him make her come before hedid. She concentrated on the pattern of the rug and tried desperately to ignorethe demands of her by now sodden pussy and the messages her nipples were sending.At the very moment when she was about to let go he released her and steppedround to stand in front of her.

"Kneel up " he commanded.

Shakily she pulled her shoulders back and knelt upright, the muscles in herthighs shaking from her near orgasm. He towered over her but she was only interestedin the bulge in the front of his trousers. She looked up at him and ran hertongue around her lips watching intently and waiting for his next move. Itcame as no surprise when he quickly unzipped his trousers and wriggled deftlyfree of them to stand naked before her with some eight inches of cock juttingupwards to his navel.

"Please me Slave." He commanded and stepped forward so that his erect cockwas only an inch from her face.

Susan reached up and cupped his balls in her hands feeling pleased withthis turn of events. She began to lick his balls, trailing her tongue fromthe very base of the sac up towards his straining cock before sucking firstone and then the other ball into her mouth. His sharp intake of breath madeher smile inwardly, she might be the slave but at this moment she was in charge.To emphasise this control she licked her right fore finger and then slowlyeased it into his back passage, this was rewarded with a gasp of surprise andshe resumed her attentions to his balls. Even though she was doing exactlyas commanded and providing her master with sexual pleasure she felt in commandand began to lick her way slowly up his cock whilst gently easing her fingerup and down his arsehole. It was this feeling of power over him that made cocksuckingsuch a pleasure for her and she put all her considerable experience to use.

Licking her lips she kissed the swollen tip of his cock, pushing the tipof her tongue into the slit and tasting the salt of the small bead of semenweeping from it. She licked the head as though it were an ice cream and thenencircled the base of his cock with the thumb and fore finger of her left handsqueezing its girth constricting the channel on the underside of his cock.Her mouth engulfed him and she let her teeth graze the edges of the helmetbefore sucking in deeply and taking over half of him into her mouth. She gazedup into his brown eyes and noticed the almost glazed expression and the tremorsacross the flat plain of his belly as his muscles spasmed. Such was her concentrationon her task that she had forgotten the vibrator and plug as she licked andsucked, raising her head and then pushing down again, each downward thrustforcing more of his cock into her mouth before slowly raising her head againand allowing her lips to travel the full length of his tool. She teased himby allowing his cock to slip from her lips then circling it with her tongueand at the same time thrusting her probing finger deeper into his hole. Hewas very close to orgasm now and she increased the pressure of finger and thumbaround his cock before once again swallowing it almost to his balls and rakingher teeth along it's length. He moaned and she felt him grasp her head withhis hands trying to control her movement but she moved subtly to keep her control,holding him with her mouth and licking his cock tip at the same time. "Now" shethought. She released her grip around his cock and cupped his balls in herhand digging the tips of her nails into his scrotum and at the same time speedingthe movement of her head frantically fucking his cock with her mouth. His ballscontracted in her hand, she felt the spunk surge up his shaft and then jetforcefully to the back of her throat. She hungrily sucked at his cock, milkinghim dry and enjoying her moment of triumph. Michael almost collapsed onto her,resting his full weight on her shoulders and causing her to sit back on herhaunches.

Slowly the strength came back to his legs and he straightened up. He wipedhis cock through her hair and then grasping the hair at the back of her headhe forced her head back, their eyes met and she felt a shiver of anticipationrun down her spine.

"Now I must start your punishment, do you know why you must be punished?"

"No Master " she answered.

"Because you are a vain and lustful little slut" came the reply.

"Me Master" She looked up at him feigning innocence.

"You slave. I've something to show you."

He crossed the room and removed a black cloth which was covering a TV andvideo recorder on a stand. She had noticed it briefly when she had first enteredthe room but such was her hurry to complete her preparations she hadn't givenit a second thought. She also noticed the cable running from it to a tiny TVcamera high on the wall in one corner. With growing realisation and resignationshe watched as he pressed the video controls. She heard the hiss of the taperewinding and the click as it stopped. Michael switched on the TV and startedthe tape. She watched herself enter the room and strip. Her preening in frontof the mirrors and playing with her breasts was all faithfully recorded. Atthe point where she sucked the vibrator and inserted it she was looking straightat the camera and there was no mistaking her arousal.

"Have I made my point."

He had, she conceded to herself, but as she was to be punished anyway shemight as well make a game of it.

"Michael you're a beast. That's so unfair using hidden cameras and spyingon me."

He picked up her use of his name and her calling him a beast.

"You are forgetting yourself slave such disrespect alone earns you a whipping.You can argue with me but you are vain and lustful how else would I have knownhow you would behave in front of the camera?"

"I was only checking to see if I was pleasing to you Master."

Even as she said it she knew that her behaviour with the vibrator gave thelie to her protestations. He'd won, game set and match. She lowered her headto the carpet in order that he wouldn't see her secret smile of triumph. Thiswas going to be a good session!

"Stand up."

She struggled to her feet feeling once again the vibrator and the plug.

"Spread your legs."

She forced her legs wide apart with some difficulty balanced, as she was,on four inch heels. He went behind her and she watched in the mirror as heattached the long steel bar to her ankle straps thus enforcing her spreadeagledposition. He reached above her head and pulled down the bottom pulley of thehoist and then quickly attached the clips of her wrist cuffs to the hook onit's base. Hauling on the rope her master raised her hands above her head untilher arms were stretched taut above her. She looked at her helpless form inthe mirror and felt the familiar waves of pleasure sweep her as she appreciatedher total vulnerability, it never failed to excite her as the full nature ofher submission to the approaching pain was reinforced by the pleasure messagesbeing sent through her body from her cunt as the vibrator continued to stimulateher. Michael had gone to the rack on the wall and returned holding a whip withnine 18 inch long tails, he reached in front of her and held it for her inspection.

"To warm you up."

She shivered in anticipation. He thrust the handle of the whip sideways againsther lips and she opened her mouth to grasp the handle with her teeth. She felthim against her back and his hands slid down her flanks, onto her wide spreadthighs his thumbs just brushing her pubic hair. He caressed the inside of herthighs, his hands moving slowly upwards towards the puffy lips of her overstimulatedsex. She forced herself back against him and felt his cock begin to stir inthe crack of her arse cheeks. His hands moved up again and she watched andfelt him take her breasts in his hands the finger and thumb of each hand findingeach nipple and he teased them into two erect rubber bullets. She continuedto grind herself against him, the waves of near orgasm radiating out from thevery core of her body which was pierced with the vibrator and plug. Susan foughtto keep control as Michael's right hand relinquished her breast and slid downto squeeze her cunt. With his other hand he removed the whip from her mouthand used the handle of it to force her head round until her lips met his andhis tongue forced them open to invade her mouth. This open mouthed kiss wenton, it seemed to her for an age, whilst his hand squeezed her pussy, takingher to the very point of orgasm.

He stepped back, the whip hissed through the air and fire burnt across herright breast forcing a scream from her. The whip hissed again and her leftbreast felt the impact and the pain, she screamed again and jerked againsther bonds. She watched in the mirror as he swung again and the next strokecut across her right breast just below the nipple and a further stroke lashedthe same spot on the left orb. This time she merely grunted and he continuedto alternate the strokes from one by now reddened breast to another, varyingeach stroke until both were an angry red.

He stopped and stepping forward thrust the whip handle between her lips again,his cock was hard again now, she knew it would be, the sight of her writhingunder the whip strokes and hearing her cries of pain always aroused him. Hepressed against her back, caressing her burning tits and nuzzling her neckbefore planting a string of kisses on her neck and ears. His hands coveredher breasts and he tugged hard on the nipple rings forcing her to arch herback as he stepped in front of her and bent to take her right nipple betweenhis lips, sucking it gently at first then harder before biting it. The painwas intense and she cried out for him to stop but he merely transferred hisattentions to the left teat and began to massage her cunt lips with one handforcing her attention back to the vibrator still buried deep within her. Susanbegan to loose control again, the pain in her breasts began to mix with thepleasure from deep within her cunt the edges blurring until the two sensationsbecame as one. She pushed herself against his hand and he slid his other handaround her buttocks forcing the butt plug to move against the vibrator as hestill sucked and nibbled at her swollen nipples. She was coming, wave afterwave , of pleasure was sweeping through her when he reached up and took thewhip from her mouth.

"Please no." she gasped as she realised what he was doing, but too late.

He stepped back and the whip lashed out viciously to find it's target whichwas the wide spread cheeks of her arse. The blow was heavy and she screamedloudly. This seemed to please her tormentor and he swung the whip with thesame force again and again. The force of the blows rocked her body and theflesh of her arse cheeks quivered violently with each blow, whilst her screamshad turned into a continuous wail. For a full two minutes he lashed her, seemingto take great pleasure in finding the parts of her arse which caused her themost distress. She writhed in her bonds, her initial loud screams muted intowhimpers now as each blow further inflamed her already crimson arse. She triedto control the pain by concentrating on the effect her suffering was havingon her Master. It pleased her to see that his cock was rigid, the swollen headpushing back the foreskin and the veins standing out along the shaft. Soon,she knew he would want to take her again.

Michael stepped forward until his cock was touching her belly, he liftedher chin and smiled down at her. She felt his hand grasp her pussy and squeeze,the pain in her arse seemed to vanish, she licked her lips, pouting at him,trying to make him kiss her. The vibrator was starting to arouse her againbut he dispelled such thoughts.

"Now for the back of your legs, then the front, then your belly and youcan guess the last place I'm going to whip."

The words had a strange effect on her, she knew how the whip would hurt especiallyon the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs and the knowledge that he wasto whip her cunt made her try to close her legs in vain, but the words stillturned her on and she tried to thrust herself against him but he swayed backand released his grip on her sex. He stood back and raised the whip runninghis hand along the strands and pulling it tight before swinging it back andstriking her as promised on the back of her left leg just above the knee. Thestrands wrapped round her leg as she had known they would and the pain seemedto lance through her, but she had no time to recover before the next blow landedon her other leg. He alternated the blows, each one a little higher up eachthigh until after about twenty or more strokes he was just missing her pussyand she was moaning and gasping with the pain. Moving quickly he strode pasther and she quailed inwardly as she saw his smiling image in the mirror. Theleather strands once again kissed her flesh, striking her left leg. As beforehe alternated the blows from one thigh to the other starting just above theknee and moving steadily upwards until after about two dozen strokes he wasjust grazing the lips of her pussy. She tried to stop moving knowing that thepain would be greater if she spoilt his aim but each time the whip coiled roundher leg and hit her inner thigh it caused her to writhe and wrung another agonisedgasp from her. Her legs were like jelly and she hung from the wrist strapsgasping and trembling and aware that the worst was yet to come. This time hedid not stop and as he finished striking her thighs he moved up to her belly,the first stroke landing just above the hair line.

"Count them slave."

She struggled to gasp "One" before the second stroke hit under her rib cage

"Two" she gasped.

He kept up the merciless series of blows until she managed to gasp out "Twentyfour" and hang trembling from her bonds.

Her body was on fire, the individual strokes had at first caused separateareas of pain but now these had blended into one sensation of heat and thiscombined with her feeling of total submission to his will was causing her tobecome very aroused. I hope he fucks me soon was the thought that kept passingthrough her mind, even though she knew that she faced the intense agony ofa pussy whipping before there was any prospect of sexual relief. He stood infront of her, a little to one side and passed the strands of the whip betweenher legs, holding the handle in one hand and the end of the strands in theother he began to move them vigorously against her cunt lips. Sensation piledupon sensation as the vibrator hummed busily away deep inside her and she feltthe weight of the plug in her stretched back channel, her breasts, thighs andbelly glowed with the heat of the whipping and now he was teasing her cuntlips with the whip. He released the strands of the whip and grasped her sorearse cheeks with one hand, forcing her against him and grinding his rock hardcock against her belly. Bending down he kissed her, she opened her mouth andlet his tongue invade her, probing deeply, soon, please let me come soon, washer unspoken plea, unspoken because she knew from experience that the moreshe begged for relief the longer he would make her wait.

The kiss seemed to last for ever and Michael brought his leg up between herthighs pushing his thigh against her cunt and forcing the vibrator even furtherinto her. Suddenly he stopped and stepped away leaving her gasping for breath,he swung the whip with a sharp wrist action causing the strands to spin ina circular fashion. He increased the speed making the strands become a bluralmost like the propellor of a small aeroplane.

"Push your cunt out towards me slave I want to whip it."

Quaking inwardly Susan complied with his request arching her back and forcingher pussy forwards. The movement forced her thighs further apart and her arsecheeks clenched even tighter around the base of the butt plug. The whip strandswere spinning upwards and Michael moved towards her, positioning himself sothat he was standing side on to her with the spinning strands slicing upwardsbetween her legs. She felt the draught caused by their passing against herthighs and closed her eyes steeling herself for what was to come. The tipsof the strands touched her pussy and she winced.

"Don't move slut." He commanded and she forced herself to keep her backarched.

He moved the whip in and increased the speed of rotation even more, thewhip slashed her pussy lips and she screamed. It was as she knew it would be,an almost continuous rain of blows upwards between her legs striking the sensitivepuffy lips of her cunt forcing her to scream until she ran out of breath. Sheforgot his instructions and sagged backwards away from the source of the painuntil a savage blow across her arse from his open hand forced her torturedsex back into the full force of the whirling leather.

"Do as your told or I'll hang you by your ankles and whip you."

This threat made her force her pussy forwards as far as her bonds would allowand the final blows wrung further screams from her dry mouth. Finally the painstopped and her master stood before her smiling and running the strands ofthe whip through his fingers.

Michael stood behind her she felt him push his cock downwards following thecleft of her arse until it slid between her legs. He pushed forward againsther, his cock against the leather strap holding the plug and vibrator. Onceagain the pleasure caused by the vibrator began to overcome the pain from hermistreated cunt lips and Michael enhanced this by caressing her thighs andbelly, forcing her against him. He cupped her tits in his hands, squeezingthem and then rolling her nipples between finger and thumb before pulling onthe gold rings. Reaching up he freed the rope holding her hands above her headand let them down, she slumped against him but he pushed her away.

"Kneel slave."

She fell awkwardly to her knees.

"On all fours" he commanded.

She knelt forward resting on her forearms and pushing her arse upwards. Shewatched in a mirror as he walked across to his discarded trousers and removedsomething from a pocket. He walked back to her, his erect cock jutting outproudly, and knelt between her legs. She felt him tug at the belt around herwaist and heard a click, the strap between her legs loosened, and she felthim grab the base of the plug and pull. She gasped as the flared ridge waspulled past the ring of her arse and then gave a low moan as she felt the endof his cock replace the plug. The already stretched muscle gave little resistanceand he forced himself deeper into her, grasping the tops of her thighs andpulling her onto his cock until she felt his balls touch the cheeks of herarse. He began to work his prick in and out and she reached down between herlegs with one hand to hold the vibrator in her cunt. She could feel the helmetridge of his cock as it moved in her bowel and watched her master's face ina mirror as he approached orgasm again. Her nipples brushed repeatedly againstthe rug on the floor, this sensation combining with the vibrator to bring herclose to orgasm, but before she could reach a climax her lover gasped and gaveone last deep thrust into her before pulling out his cock and showering herback with hot spunk.

Michael sat back panting heavily as she tried desperately to bring herselfto orgasm with the vibrator.

"Did I tell you that you could do that?"

His words cut through the lust filled haze and she mustered her thoughtsas rapidly as she could. She knew better than to argue and framed her replyas carefully as she could.

"I'm sorry Master I lost control I do want to be a good slave, please punishme for being so wilful."

He leant forward and kneaded her arse cheeks with both hands.

"For such lustful behaviour I must make sure you remember your punishmentfor at least a week, I think twenty four strokes of the cane are appropriatedon't you?"

So much for careful words she thought, twenty four strokes would leave herblack and blue for a week but there were worse punishments the previously threatenedhanging by the ankles being one.

"Thank you Master I am sure that will make me remember."

She remained kneeling in the same position, hands clipped together in frontof her, resting on her forearms with her arse stuck expectantly upwards, legsspread wide exposing her puffy mistreated labia. The vibrator slid from herwith a thud and she felt a pang of loss. Her master stood and crossed the floorto the wall rack before returning to stand in front of her flexing a thin whippycane. He flexed it between his hands bending it almost into a circle and herheart sank, she remembered only too well the last strokes from this implementof suffering and how she had begged in vain for him to stop before the requisitenumber of strokes were completed.

"Do you want a gag my dear."

She heard him say and forgetting all her training she nodded dumbly beforecatching herself and saying firmly.

"Thank you master I am sure that it won't be necessary."

She wasn't at all sure but at least this forestalled him from imposing furtherpunishment for her lapse of manners. Michael smiled at this little exchangeand moved to take a position to her left in line with her upraised buttocks.Her reached out with the cane and traced a line up her thighs and across hercheeks and she watched in the mirror as he raised the cane.

"You will count your own punishment, I will make the first stroke on yourcount of one."

She drew a deep breath and called "one" loudly.

The cane hissed through the air and struck her left thigh just below hercheek. The pain was worse than she remembered, she almost collapsed, it wasexcruciating.

Seconds passed and her tormentor stood with the cane half raised awaitingher count, she forced herself to call "Two" in as firm a tone as she couldmuster.

Pain hissed through the air again to find her right thigh just below thecheek.

The air was forced from her lungs past firmly clenched teeth, but less timeelapsed before she called "Three".

This stroke nearly broke her as the tip of the cane found her exposed pussyand she half rose from her semi prone position shrieking with agony. Her masterwaited and she brought herself under control determined not crack.

"Four" she called and he placed another stroke a little higher up on herright cheek.

She was lost in a haze of pain but remembering past sessions she foughtto concentrate on counting the strokes and managed to call the next eight reasonablyquickly. Her body bucked with the impact of each hissing cut whilst she screamedthrough clenched teeth and made a curious whinnying noise through her flarednostrils. The thirteenth stroke was squarely across the centre of her arsecheeks and caught both labia as well, her back arched and she threw her headback and howled with tears streaming down her cheeks. Through tear filled eyesshe watched her master in the mirrors. He was standing impassively, the caneslightly raised, waiting patiently for her to call the next stroke. Gaspingand quivering with the pain she forced herself to concentrate. I will be agood slave she repeated to herself over and over again like a mantra beforefinally calling fourteen. The pain seemed no worse. I will be a good slave.

"Fifteen" I will be a good slave.

"Sixteen"

Each blow moved further up the bruised and battered orbs but she had arrivedat the point where she was detached from the pain and the blows merely rockedher. Her final count of twenty four was followed by a blow to the centre ofher arse and again it hit her labia but such was her concentration on her mantrathat she merely grunted at the impact. She felt triumphant, she hadn't crackedeven though when halfway through the punishment he had hit her such a cruelblow. Her body trembled and she gasped for breath but she felt as though shehad won a great prize.

Michael stood behind her. He was impressed with her performance, never beforehad she taken such punishment without begging for mercy. He knelt down andunclipped the spreader bar from her ankles, and then standing he stood beforeher and grasped her forearms pulling her gently to her feet. He kissed herlips.

"You have done well slave."

He kissed her again and she leant against him letting him take the weightof her trembling pain wracked body. He wrapped his arms round her and pulledher to him, his hands were in the small of her back and he forced her bellyagainst him. She felt the hardness of his cock on her belly and forced herright hand between his legs to grasp his balls and gently squeeze them. Michaelgrunted, reaching down with one arm behind her knees he picked her up, cradlingher back with the other arm he carried her across the room and lay her on thebench.

"Lay on your front." He commanded.

She wriggled to obey wincing as the bruised and battered parts of her bodymade contact with the leather cover bench. Michael had gone across the roomand now returned to stand at her side by the bench, he was holding a smallgreen tube in his hand and she watched him unscrew te top.

"Open your legs."

She spread her legs until her feet felt the side of the bench. Whilst shedid as he ordered her master squeezed some of the contents of tube onto hishand and then began to massage it into the cheeks that he had just been soenergetically mistreating. Susan nearly fainted with the pain as the Teatreeoil found its way into the abrasions and welts on her abused arse. This sensationwas soon followed by feeling of warmth and relief as he continued the massage.She began to enjoy the feeling of his hands on her and pushed upwards againstthem. He worked his way slowly down her cheeks towards her thighs, gently massagingaway the pain until his hands reached the inside of her thighs and touchedthe lips of her cunt. Her instinctive reaction was to push against his hands,but he held her down and then ordered her to turn over.

Struggling and wincing she rolled over and lay back with her hands cradlingthe back of her head and her legs spread wide. Her lover bent and kissed thetop of her pussy before pushing with his tongue to find her clit. She sighedwith pleasure and he began to rub more of the oil into the front of her thighswhile continuing to lick her hard love bud. Susan began to feel once more thewaves of pleasure building gently at the base of her spine, as his hands rubbedin the soothing oil to the inside of her thighs and his tongue caressed herby now sodden slit. He stopped for a moment and kissed her on the lips, forcinghis tongue into her mouth so that she could taste herself. His fingers foundher clit and began to gently wank it to and fro she gasped as the astringentfirst sent two shafts of pain up through her pussy and along her groin pullingat her sore belly muscles. Michael held her down and then applied some moreof the oil to her pussy before gently slapping it. He continued to kiss andfondle her, she arched her back and forced her cunt against his hand, she beganto move rhythmically each movement building on that before to bring her closerto orgasm. Using his other hand Michael began to knead the oil into her breastsand again the stinging initial shock was replaced with a feeling of warmthas he squeezed each breast and teased her nipples fully erect. Susan was gaspingwith pleasure, each movement of his hands brought a wave of pleasure startingin the very core of her being and spreading like a great wave outwards untilfinally she reached up with both hands and pulled his head down. Their lipsmet and she almost screamed into his mouth as the orgasm coursed through herbody, wave after wave, reducing her to a trembling heaving mass of sensation.Michael kissed her gently and stood up.

She felt him pull at her ankle straps and there was a click as he attacheda chain from the side of the bench to each ankle. He pulled her wrists downto her side then outwards until they were just on the edge of the bench andthen clipped them to more chains. A broad leather strap went across her heavingchest just below her breasts and wide straps were quickly fastened around eachthigh just below her pussy, these were also attached to the chains fastenedto the outside edge of the bench. Slowly, as she came down from the detachedplane of her orgasm Susan came to terms with her new immobility, the strapacross her chest held her down firmly and the two thigh straps forced he legswide open obscenely displaying the gaping slash of her swollen sex. The strapson her ankles completed the position, keeping her totally immobile and at hismercy. He might as well put a notice between my legs saying fuck here, shethought, almost giggling at the lewd display she had been made into. As ifreading her very thoughts Michael returned to the bench and dragged one ofthe mirrors into place positioning it at the foot of the bench so that shecould see up the gaping pink wetness of her cunt, he then placed a pillow underher head and held before her the glistening black vibrator that had only recentlybeen lodged in her.

"Pain and pleasure my dear, both intertwined and inseparable, to gain oneyou must suffer the other".

He switched on the vibrator and began to work it into her pussy. It touchedher clitoris and she pushed against it, he pushed it in deeper and she feltthe inside of her lips begin to feel warm. The sensations were piling up againbut she began to feel her cunt getting warmer and warmer until a fiery heatbegan to turn the pleasure into searing pain. Chilli sauce, she thought, he'scoated it with chilli sauce and she moaned and tried to move against her bonds.The intensity of the pain grew to the point where she was writhing in her bondstrying desperately to bring some relief to what had only moments earlier beenthe very centre of pleasure. She gasped and grunted with the agony of her burningpussy as her lover smiled down at her.

Leaving her to her pain, Michael went to the rack from where he had earliergot the Teatree oil. He returned with a handful of steel bulldog clips of thetype sold in stationers and placed them on the bench between her legs. He bentand kissed her sweat covered forehead and she heard him murmur.

"Do you remember your first lesson?"

She thought quickly and then moaned softly.

"Yes Master."

"Good, how many clips?"

"Four Master, two on my nipples and two on my cunt lips."

She answered remembering to use the crude name for her sex as she had beeninstructed.

"Very good slave, this time it will be twelve."

He picked up a clip and with one hand began to tease her left nipple, pullingthe ring and working it until it was fully aroused. She watched him squeezethe levers until the jaws were wide open and then guide them until the nipplewas between them. She braced herself for the pain but, as before, when he releasedhis hold on the clip it was as if her teat had been cut off and she howledin pain. Before she had time to collect herself he attached another to herright nipple and then flicked both clips with his fingers. This almost causedher to beg for mercy, but from somewhere she found the determination to grindher teeth and resist. He picked up two more clips and placed one on each swollenpussy lip adding to the already almost unbearable pain from the chilli sauce.Another four clips quickly followed, each one next to the other, lining hercunt with steel. He placed the remaining four clips on the inside of her thighsjust below the thigh straps and then stood back to admire the effect on hishapless victim.

Her body was now racked with pain and she rolled her head from side to side,her tongue feverishly licking her lips as she gasped and moaned. She triedto force her mind into the trance state that she had gone into when he hadcaned her, but it was proving hard to resurrect. Michael raised the stakesby holding the vibrator before her and coating it with more chilli sauce. "Notquite hot enough yet slave." She could not find the strength to even moan ashe pushed the black plastic into her burning cunt, each movement forcing theclips aside and causing even more pain than she had believed possible. Theheat inside her rose to even greater levels and he pushed the device even moredeeply into her womb. Susan shrieked at this further brutal assault and thenlapsed into silence as he withdrew the implement from her.

Her ordeal was not yet over. She watched with almost dream like detachmentthrough tear filled eyes as Michael held a large blue candle in front of herand lit the wick. He bent and kissed her before starting to drip the meltingwax on her left thigh just above the knee. This new source of anguish at firstseemed to have little effect, but as the wax trail led up her leg to the pointwhere the clips were dug into the soft flesh she began to whimper. What madeit even worse was that she knew where the trail of burning wax would end andthis knowledge caused her to try to close her splayed thighs. He moved hisattention to the other leg, each splash of deep blue moving closer to thatcentre of her agony filled being, her tormented burning cunt! Again he stoppedjust short of her pussy and moved his attentions to her belly, holding thecandle almost on her heaving stomach muscles he dripped two trails of firein a V with the point deep into the hair above her cunt lips. Oh god here itcomes. She thought, as he used the tips of the finger of one hand to push againsttwo of the clips decorating either side of her pussy, this forced her lipsapart and wrenched yet another scream from her dry panting lips. He positionedthe candle directly above the pink slash of her exposed cunt and she watchedwith a kind of dread fascination as he tilted it over and a thin stream ofmolten wax fell towards her. She tore at her bonds, her body heaving futilelyagainst the strong leather, knees twitching in a vain attempt to close andstop the pain whilst she moaned in a long keening sound of total agony. Hestopped and blew out the candle.

There was a pause and she began to take stock of her abused body. The heatfrom the chilli was subsiding and the pain from the clips was now a dull achewhich with a little concentration she could just about ignore. Her master brokeinto her reverie by kissing her neck and then her lips, she felt his tongueon her lips and opened them allowing him to invade her and meet his questingtongue with her own. She pushed against him, forgetting her pain, pushing hertongue into his mouth, eager to please her master. After what seemed like anage he broke away from the kiss and she heard him say.

"I am going to remove the clips now, you will pick them for me."

She kept her eyes tightly shut and tried not to think of what was to comebecause she knew that the removal of each clip would bring exquisite agonybefore relief. Michael flicked at the nipple clamps with his hand and the clipsbit harder into her tormented tits.

"Come on."

He twisted the clips one in each hand.

"Which one first."

"Lower left thigh."

She heard herself gasp before the pain of the blood returning to the clampedarea brought more agony.

"Next."

came the command, and she called the lower right and almost immediately afterasked for the two other thigh clips to be removed. The hot wax had been painfulbut this was, as she had known it would be, far worse. Her thighs already sorefrom the whipping felt like pillars of fire, but she had to concentrate andcall for her next dose of torment.

"Left nipple please master."

She forced herself to sound calm, but this was abruptly shattered when heslowly squeezed the jaws apart and removed the clip as instructed. Pain rushedto the tortured teat and her sweat covered body writhed yet more. Summoningall her remaining will she called from the removal of the clip adorning theright nipple, and screamed as the right tit joined the left sending more signalsof woe through her over stimulated nervous system. Michael smiled down at herand somehow she returned his smile before he bent and kissed her.

"Only your cunt to go now slave."

She nodded in agreement and licked her dry lips.

"Lower right please master."

She called, and was surprised that the pain was not as great as from hertits. Quickly she called for the other three clips removal and then screamedas the pain caught up with her. Her master silenced the scream with a kissand massaged the pain filled labia gently with his hand.

"I want you to accept one further trial."

She gazed up at him, heart pounding. It will be the electrics she thought,and she closed her eyes briefly before looking back at him.

"I am your slave master and I exist only to please you."

He smiled at her and bent to kiss her still throbbing nipples his teeth grazingeach one and sending a frisson of desire through her body. She moaned withpleasure and he moved his lips down her body across her wax splashed bellyand pubic hair until he was kissing her much abused sex lips. His tongue probedher still wet sex until he found her clit and took it between his lips andfrigged it slowly with his tongue. She tried to thrust herself against himbut the straps held her firmly and she could only gasp with delight as he banishedthe recent torture from her mind. Suddenly he stopped.

"Time for your last torment."

He announced and again went to the wall rack, returning with an electriccable, an electric body massage machine and a tube of KY jelly.

Susan watched with resignation as he confirmed her recent guess. He smearedthe jelly onto her nipple rings and nipples and then some more on the ringsin her pussy lips. He placed the machine between her thighs and plugged shortcables into the front of it. Each cable ended in a small chrome crocodile clipand he attached one to each nipple ring and another to each of the rings inher cunt. She winced as the cables tugged at her so recently tortured flesh.Michael completed the arrangements by plugging the machine into the extensioncable. He looked at her and she heard the click of a switch as his hand reacheddown between her thighs. "Tell me when you can just feel it, do you rememberhow it feels slave?"

She remembered all too well the first tingling sensation and hurriedly answered."

"Yes Master, I remember."

It was just in time as the first twitch of the current tugged at her labiafollowed by a tweaking sensation from her nipples. "I feel it now Master."

Michael nodded and she watched him turn one of the knobs. The tingling sensationin her nipples turned into a not unpleasant tugging. He turned the other dialand the same feeling started in her pussy.

"Admit to me and yourself that you are a shameless and vain little slut."

As she opened her mouth to speak he turned a dial again, the tugging turnedinto hot needles driving into her nipples and she cried out.

"Answer me Slave."

Again before she could answer he turned the other dial and pain stabbed throughher cunt. She forced herself to speak

"I am sorry master. I am a vain a shameless slut." She gasped.

He turned a dial another click and the stabbing in her tortured teats forceda scream from her. The pain in her pussy was also increased and she felt herthigh muscles start to spasm.

"This won't have cured you though will it? " Susan shook her head dumbly.

He reached for the controls again, this time with both hands and indescribablepain tore through both her breasts and pussy. She shrieked with the agony ofit but managed to gasp.

"Please Master I love you. I may be a slut and I may be shameless but I'myour slut and I have no shame when I'm in front of you."

The pain was a series of contracting pulses, each one causing her to gaspand writhe in her bonds, but as long as her tormentor did not adjust the controlsit gradually became bearable. Michael smiled at her.

"I know and love you. I wouldn't want you any other way."

He twisted the dials again and the pain caused her to force her arse offthe bench and howl in pain.

"I love you."

"Yes Master, thank you Master" she heard herself say.

Each phrase was gasped between the contractions caused by the current surges.He gave the dials one final twist and stood back smiling as his hapless chargescreamed in torment with muscles flexing uncontrollably as the shocks tookover her body. After about two minutes, which to her seemed more like two hourshe reached down and switched the infernal device off before standing back towatch as she lay trembling on the torture bench.

Michael stepped forward and unclipped her wrists and ankles, she raised herhands and massaged her tortured breasts as he undid the waist strap beforeundoing the straps holding her thighs. She felt a pang of regret as he didthe latter, the thigh straps always made her feel so totally available andspread, providing arousal even when being viciously mistreated. Her lover bentover her and kissed her lips, she opened her mouth wanting his tongue but hebroke away forcing his hands and arms under her thighs, and shoulders.

"Hang on."

He grunted before lifting her off the bench and carrying her from the torturechamber along the corridor to their bedroom. She wrapped one arm across hisshoulders and used her free hand to open the door. The bedroom was spaciousand lavishly decorated. Rich floral drapes hung across the two windows anda large four poster bed was the centrepiece of the room, Michael carried herto the bed and laid her on it and then bending forward began to kiss her torturedtits. He sucked each nipple in turn, teasing them gently with his teeth beforesucking them into his mouth. It always surprised her how quickly her tits andnipples recovered from being tortured and responded to being pleasured, withina few moments she was gasping with pleasure and reaching for his cock.

He knelt on the bed, thighs astride her head and she gazed up at the strainingballs and stiff cock before opening her mouth as he lowered himself down ontoher, his lips finding the cunt which he had so recently tormented. She greedilysucked at his cock whilst teasing his balls and inner thighs with her fingernails. His tongue lapped the full length of her slit causing her to grip hishead with her thighs, and when he pushed a finger into her arse whilst lickingand sucking her clit she thrust her cunt against his face trying to reach aclimax. He pulled his cock from her gaping mouth and swung round to kneel betweenher wide spread thighs, cunt thrusting up towards him as she mutely beggedfor the release she needed. She thrust her gaping pussy lips upwards to meethis cock and felt triumphant as he impaled her, driving as deep as he couldinto her.

"Fuck me master."

She screamed as she felt him slide powerfully back and forth and his handsslid under her weal marked arse cheeks to grip them and force her even deeperonto his invading cock. The pain from her whip marks acted, as it always did,to heighten the pleasure being caused by his cock and she felt the waves oforgasm begin to radiate from her cock filled cunt until she lost all reasonand became a simple being of pure pleasure and lust. Michael seemed to alsohave lost all control as he drove his cock into the writhing heaving beastthat was his slave, his cries of ecstasy mingled with hers and he spurted jetsof seed into her before collapsing to lay half across her heaving body.

After several minutes Susan slid from beneath her master and rolled him ontohis back. She looked down at him and felt the deep love, lust and adorationthat fuelled her need to be mastered by him. Stooping down she began to lickhis now flaccid prick, tasting the salty mixture of herself and his come, shepulled back his foreskin and thoroughly cleansed him with her tongue as hewatched through half closed eyes. He made no comment as she rose and paddedsoftly to the bathroom in her stockinged feet. She closed the door behind herand stood before the full length mirrors that covered one bathroom wall. Raisingher arms above her head she performed a slow pirouette taking in the full extentof the marks made on her. The cane had left raised red welts across her shapelybuttocks and the inside of her thighs showed clearly the passage of the catfrom her knees to her pussy. The thought crossed her mind that it would bevery painful if they had another session in under a week because she wouldneed that time to recover but he had never done that before and she felt reasonablysafe. She ran her hands over her body feeling the sore patches and the raisedmarks left by the cane and shuddered with fearful anticipation of such a decisionby her master. Still examining the marks she turned again to look at her wealedbum to find herself facing a smiling Michael who had crept quietly into thebathroom and stood in the door.

"A slave will always examine their marks of passage and I'm glad to see yourvanity's still intact." He grinned at her and then ducked as she picked upa bar of soap and hurled it at him.

"Pig"

He left the bathroom chuckling to himself.

She heard him call.

"Have a shower I'll fix some drinks and join you."

Smiling she turned on the shower and removed her stockings before startingto remove the wax still decorating her belly and thighs. This act brought somemore pain as she pulled the wax from her pubic hair and as she stood underthe soothing jets of water her right hand automatically began to gently massageher clit whilst she pulled at her nipple rings with the left and leant languorouslyagainst the wall of the cubicle, her mind drifting through the maze of painand pleasure sensations of the last two hours. Michael entered the bathroomagain carrying two glasses and a bottle of bubbly in a cooler. It was a largeshower, he had told her before that it had been designed with togethernessin mind. Putting the glasses and cooler on a shelf situated well clear of thespray he poured her a glass and handed it to her. They both raised and clinkedthe glasses together.

"Here's to lust, a shameless hussy, pain and pleasure. Please don't change,be my slut for ever."

As he said this Michael reached out and cupped her chin in his hand raisingher face and kissing her. She returned the kiss wrapping her arms round hiswaist as he reached for the shower gel and a soft sponge. She rested againsthim as he gently sponged her back before turning her round and sponging herfront. He was very gentle and she only winced a couple of times as he caughta particularly sore spot. She then sponged him down and they towelled eachother down again he was very gentle with her as he padded all the places thathe had inflicted pain upon a short time before. They returned to the bedroomand lay on the bed half sitting, she with her head on his chest as they sippedthe wine