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I arrive home to find my slave waiting for me asI had ordered her to in the email I sent earlier. She was blindfolded and nakedexcept for the high-heeled sandals that were a bit too small. She had alsoplaced the cuffs on her wrists and ankles as directed. As I had demanded, shehad diligently secured her nipples in the tight nooses that graced the endsof a foot long piece of 5/50 cord that I often use for this purpose. Wisely,she had complied with my directions to tie the opposite end of a short lengthof coarse rope to the middle of the cord connecting her nipples. At the otherend of the coarse rope was an 8-inch dowel. As directed, she had pulled thecoarse rope between her legs and maintained a firm grasp of the dowel withboth hands behind her back. She even demonstrated some impressive disciplinein setting the knot rather high on the rope so that it stretched her nipplesnicely and the rope pulled snuggly into her cunt. Although I could not tellby looking, I assumed she had the two large metal balls stuffed neatly in hertwat. Clearly she had set up the camera to document her preparation and torecord her compliance to the order that she continue to rhythmically tug hernipples and rub her cunt with the rope she was holding behind her back. Itwas also there to let me know if she failed to resist the need to cum as sheteased her clit with the coarse rope. I looked forward to studying the videoto confirm her compliance and the see if she bothered to beg for release asshe often does when forced to perform for the camera.

I walked up to her and she turned her blindfoldedface to me. "Continue," I ordered, "and no doubt like yourself,I wish to cum now." Noting her danger, she immediately started movingher face towards where she thought my waist would be and began searching fora way to get my cock in her mouth. Her fear and personal desire made her clumsy,which I took advantage of to remind her that I wanted to cum immediately! Eventuallyhowever, she was able to get my cock free and into her mouth. As she workedto please me, I commented on how good it felt and asked her if she too wouldlike to cum. She mumbled a desperate "yes" around my cock. I toldher if she continued to beg, and do a good job, I might make her cum soon too.With this encouragement, she began to beg with her mouth full of my rock hardcock, and I grabbed the back of her head and buried my cock even deeper downher throat. With the combination of the fantastic scene unfolding around me,the talented actions of my slave's tongue and vibration of her desperate begging,I soon lost control and shot my load deep into her throat. I allowed my selfto enjoy her sucking and begging until I was soft before withdrawing from herand stepping back to see the effect of her erotic actions on her own desires.

She was clearly in a state of near orgasm, andshe had dutifully not stopped pulling the rope back and forth through her drippinggash. "Very good, but please continue teasing yourself for my pleasure," Isaid, as I moved behind her and tied her hands to the stick she had previouslyjust been holding. Returning to her front, I proceeded to place a leather harnessaround her chest and secure the straps around the base of her breasts. Thisof course pulled her nipples a bit more, but I didn't mind :-). When I wasdone, I told her I would take over, and grasped the rope connecting her nipplesto her wrists. I began kissing her neck and caressing her while tugging gentlybut fairly rapidly on the rope rubbing her clit. I could tell she was gettingclose, so I cautioned her that I had not given her permission to cum. She startedbreathing deeply attempting to control her body and will herself not to cum.However, I was not making it easy for her. Soon, she began whimpering and beggingearnestly to be allowed to cum. With an evil tone in my voice, I said "Don'tyou dare cum before I tell you to," I said, and began to tug rapidly onthe rope. I watched as she began to tense up in a pre-orgasmic flush. Justas she was about to cum, she let out a low moan and began a long high pitchedwhine, I yanked the nooses hard enough to pull them off her nipples and slappedher hard in the face. The immediate and violent reaction had the desired effectof startling her off the edge of an otherwise uncontrollable orgasm. "Youwere about to cum without permission weren't you!" I yelled. "Youundisciplined slut!" "I can't believe you wouldn't wait for me togive you permission. For this you will pay!" Grabbing her hair, I pulledher to her feet and dragged her to the bedroom to continue her torment.

Once in the bedroom, I threw her to the bed andordered her to raise her knees to her chest. Violently, I grabbed the stickto which her hands were tied and pulled them over her ass and behind her kneesthus effectively exposing her ass and cunt. I picked up a crop from the hookon the bedpost and gave her ten quick hard smacks before stopping. I took theopportunity to examine the effects of the crotch rope and was pleased to seethat she was suitably raw and yet very wet. I wanted to keep her on edge, soI rubbed the crop across her clit until she started to squirm again. When Ithought she might again be climbing the hill towards orgasm, I abruptly stoppedand gave her pussy five sharp smacks with the crop. I repeated the pussy whippingand rubbing a few times before tossing the crop aside and pulling her handsall the way over her legs. I dragged her to the corner of the bed and pushedher legs on either side of the corner while lifting her hands over her headand hooking the stick to a conveniently placed eye bolt at the top of our fourposter up-right. I have a handy horizontal brace that fits with the post ofthe bed. It uses a lever action and a rubber base and back that is easily adjustable,similar to the way tree stands work. I fitted it to the post and positionedtightly into her crotch so that she was forced to lift herself up on her toesto avoid putting her weight directly on her cunt.

Being the sadistic bastard I am, I then proceededto fit the rest of a special harness over her breasts. This consisted of fourstraps that linked to a spiked metal ring. The metal ring fitted around herareolas and the other ends of the four straps were fed through the D-ringson the leather harness I had previously cinched around the base of her breasts.I pulled her nipples through the spiked ring so that the spikes kept her areolasfrom slipping back through. I then adjusted the straps tight enough to reasonablycompress her breasts. I then fitted tight clamps to he nipples and connectedthem to lengths of 5/50 cord that I fed through the eyebolt and tied to thestick clipped to her wrists. I shortened the cord so it stretched her nipplesand lifted her breasts, but did not cause the spikes to press into her nipplestoo much. I then released the clip connecting the stick to the eyebolt so thatshe had to hold her arms stretched above her head or her areolas would be pulledinto the spikes on the ring encircling them. I picked up the crop and gaveher a sharp strike across her belly and as she responded by pulling her nipplesinto the spikes in an attempt to bring her hands down to protect herself. Irepeated the action until she began to resist the urge to pull her hands down.

Now, even though I had cum less than 15 minutesearlier, the fun I was having started to get to me again. Thus, I decided thatif she tried hard, she might be able to bring me off again. I hopped up ontothe bed and stood in front of her, and ordered her to suck me off again. Dutifully,she leaned forward as far as she could without pulling her nipples into thespikes, or putting too much weight on her clit. However, I wanted her to bedesperate to please me, so I backed away from her. She began to beg me to havemercy, but I only laughed and told her she had better work hard, so that Imight cum sooner. Resigned to her fate, she leaned forward and put all of herweight onto her clit while doing her best to ignore the pain in her nipples.In very little time, she was indeed desperate to make me cum so she could returnto her relatively more comfortable position. However, I had just recently cum,and it was a good 20 minutes of extreme pain she had to endure while pleasuringme before I erupted with a groan and shot another wad of cum down her throat.I pulled her head forward a little farther and allowed her to suck me gentlyuntil I was fully satisfied. I then released her back to her original positionand climbed off the bed. Deciding she deserved a bit of a reward for her efforts,I picked up a large spiky vibrator and shoved it under her cunt. A quick wrapof duct tape secured the vibrator to the horizontal beam. This of course addedanother inch or so on height to the beam and even straining her toes towardsthe floor as she was, I doubt she was able to take much of the pressure offher cunt. As I turned the vibrator on high, she began to squeal a bit so Idecided to do something to keep her quiet. Walking to the hall closet, I retrieveda 5-pound rubber coated dumb bell. Taking a bit more 5/50 cord, I tied a 2-footlength to the dumb bell and used another short piece that I tied very tightlyto her nipples (just behind the clamps connecting her nipples to her wrists).I then joined the two cords and ordered my wife to open her mouth. I explainedthat she was to hold the dumb bell in her mouth and the consequences that lettingit fall would have on her nipples. I then informed her I was off to reviewthe tape to make sure she had done as she was told before my arrival. I promisedher considerably more torment if she had failed to tease herself mercilesslywhile awaiting my homecoming. I couldn't tell if the resulting expression onher face was because she hadn't, or if it was because she knew how long thetape was running before I had gotten home. "Enjoy yourself slut," Isaid, "you may cum if you can." With an expression of both reliefand fear, she nodded her head and mumbled an appropriate "yes master" aroundthe dumb bell in her mouth. As I left the room, she was already climbing towhat looked to be a rather powerful orgasm. I wondered if she realized thatit would no doubt sap what strength she maintained in her toes and that thepowerful vibrator buzzing at her crotch would likely continue to work it'smagic long after she wished to catch her breath. However, that was her problem.I had a video to review and needed an hour or so to get myself back in themood for fun.

I departed the room and went to the kitchen tospoon out the dinner my wife had cooked before retiring to the living roomto enjoy the tape she had made for me. She really had done a pretty good jobof the self-bondage and working herself up with the crotch rope. She was evenpretty enticing with her begging for relief from the teasing she was puttingherself through. It was quite enjoyable watching the video knowing (and sometimeshearing) the efforts my wife was making for my pleasure in the bedroom.

With rejuvenated lust, I went to check on my wife.On first glance, it was clear that the vibrator had done its job well. Therewas a string of my wife's juices dripping from the bottom of the horizontalsupport to a small glistening pool on the floor. She looked completely exhausted.Her legs only occasionally twitched in an effort to lift herself away fromthe knobbed and buzzing device on which her cunt rested. Judging from the bendof her arms and shoulders and the cords pulling her nipples nearly to her chin,I assume she long since realized that her nipples were doomed since no amountof work could help her lift her tired arms. Surprisingly though, even as Iexamined her, her jaw clenched more tightly on the weight as she strugglednot to drop it as another orgasm shuddered through her body. Examining hernipples, I thought it best to give them a bit of a break, so I lifted her armsagain and secured the bar to the eyebolt in the bedpost. After loosening eachof the clamps slightly, I gave them a hard yank and freed her nipples. Thisunexpected action caused my wife let out a yelp and dropped the weight, whichdistended her breasts in the opposite direction from which they had so recentlybeen pointing.

With her mouth free, she began frantically to begfor release, promising me all sorts of pleasures for a moment's respite. Ireminded her I could gain such pleasures from her any time I wished. As a quickcounter, she offered to find others to please me. This intrigued me greatly,but I pointed out, as before, she would do so anyways if I so desired. However,since it pleased me, and since I needed to make sure she got some blood backto her nipples, I ordered her to take the weight back into her mouth. As soonas it was back in place, and the tension was off her nipples, I proceeded toflick them with varying degrees of intensity while alternating slapping colorback into her breasts. I suspect the spikes digging into her nipples were fairlyintense, as she seemed to have difficulty keeping the weight in her mouth.As I was still in need of some attention of my own, I pinched her nipples andpulled them straight away from her very hard. She tried to maintain composure,but I ordered her to release the weight. Knowing the futility (and foolishness)of disobedience, she dropped the weight again. It was interesting to see theway it tensioned the nipples as it was suspended between my fingers and herbreasts. I let go of her nipples and the weight dropped pulling her breastsdownward. Ignoring her pleas I refitted her nipples with the nooses still danglingfrom her wrists and hopped up on the bed to stand in front of her. Althoughshe could not see me, I am sure she understood what was required because sheimmediately began searching for me with her mouth. I again released the barfrom the eyebolt so she could stretch far enough to capture my cock in hermouth. As before, this pulled her breasts up (although farther this time sinceher arms were still tired). It was an interesting battle taking place betweenthe upward pull of her from her arms and the downward pull from the weight.However, I told her I would release her once I had cum, so she set to, andwhat little strength she had left, she expended it on my pleasure. As I came,I pulled her head forward and forced my cock entirely down her throat, holdingit there until I was completely spent. As I pulled out, I realized she hadpassed out. I checked her breathing (which was labored and shallow) and quicklyreleased her and laid her on the bed.

She soon recovered, and I congratulated her onher discipline, and went to get her some food and tea. After she ate, she tooseemed pleased with her efforts, but explained she was likely to be sore fordays. "I have something for that" I said, and went to retrieve a recently obtainedconcoction of what I explained was udder balm mixed with neosporin to preventinfection. I told her to lie back on the bed and assume a spread-eagled position.Cautioning her to remain so upon pain of further punishment, I began to applythe lotion to her abused cunt. Within seconds, her eyes widened and she lookedat me questioningly. I told her that I had also added some cinnamon and gingerextract as I liked spicy wenches. She started to bring her legs together, buta look from me told her that that would be unwise. However, in an attempt togain an un-needed excuse, I liberally stuffed a well-coated finger up her ass.She was squirming pretty good by the time I had finished massaging the lotionover her breasts (while paying particular to her raw nipples), and she hadto grasp the bed posts to keep her hands from attempting to protect herself.However, she wisely didn't break posture.

To prepare her for the night, I ordered her tosit up and to remove the balls from her cunt as they would not be allowed tostay inside her for the night. She seemed pleased to be able to do anythingto distract her from the sensation and actually thanked me for allowing herto move. Once she had completed that task, I ordered her to stand and placeher hands on her head. I then proceeded to wrap her breasts with plastic wrap(in order to keep the sheets from being anointed with the oily balm). Afterwards,I replaced the blindfold and rebound her hands behind her back. Ordering herto bring her legs together (which she seemed reluctant to do), I bound herlegs together at the ankles, knees, and thighs. I placed a belt around herwaist and positioned her standing and facing the side of the bed. After forcinga narrow length of satin fabric between her thighs I placed my right foot behindher heels and my left knee on the bed. I grabbed her hair and pulled her forward.With my foot behind her heels and the bed keeping her knees from bending, shehad little choice but to bend at the waist. "Stay" I ordered. Sensing danger,she whimpered, "Oh, please Master." "Yes," I said, "this does please me." Andproceeded to shove the large knobby vibrator deep into her cunt and a pump-upbutt plug into her ass (both of which were well coated with the balm).

I turned the vibrator on low and pumped the buttplug until she started to squeak. Grabbing her by the hair, I then stood herup straight. I secured one end of the satin strip to the belt at her back andpulled the front up hard to press the vibrator against her cervix before securingthe other end to the front of her belt. I pulled back the sheets, removed mycloths, and slipped into bed leaving my wife standing at attention next tothe bed. Rolling over, I told her to turn off the lights and informed her Iwished to wake up at six with her mouth around my cock. She dutifully hoppedto the wall and bent with considerable difficulty to turn off the switch withher nose. I suspect that bending over forced the vibrator to press againsther cervix with uncomfortable force. When she returned, I told her it wouldplease me most if sleep sitting on the wooden chair next to the bed, however,if she wished, she may sleep beside me providing she didn't move or wake mebefore six. As I guessed she would, she clumsily rolled into bed, knowing fullwell I would likely make her regret her choice. I kissed her shoulder and wentto sleep dreaming about what I would do to punish her for her selfishness.

At six the next morning, I awoke to the gentleministrations of my wife's mouth on my cock. It always amazed me how she couldslip under the covers and not wake me before she had me fully in her mouth.She had had to bend at the waist pretty far to get into the position she wasin and I assumed that it was not entirely comfortable for her, but it surefelt good from my end. As I had cum a few time the previous evening, it tooka while before she managed to coax an orgasm from me. However, I came in bucketswhen I did and she was not able to catch it all. I noted this and decided thatshe should receive some oral training in the near future. However, I had toget to work, and I needed to prepare some things for a suitable punishmentfor her selfish behavior before I left. Consequently, I pulled myself out ofbed and, grabbing hold of her left nipple, pulled my wife up and to the bathroomafter me.

I stood her in the shower and turned on the water.It always amused me to have her tell me when it was a comfortable temperature.When I stepped in, I picked up a washcloth, soaped it good and stuffed it inher mouth. She knew enough to begin scrubbing me down. When I was clean, Ibegan releasing her from her restraints. I removed the butt plug and vibratorand gently rubbed her raw parts with soapy hands. She only winced a littleas I washed her abused cunt. I pulled her back against me and continued gentlyrubbing her clit until she let out a low moan. She leaned her head back andkissed my cheek and asked if she could please cum. I continued rubbing herclit, but asked her if she had cum during the night due to the vibrator andher state of arousal when we went to bed. She told me the vibrator was noton high enough to bring her off, just high enough to make her want to cum.She also said she knew enough now not to even think of cumming without permission. "Goodgirl," I said, "you may cum." I picked up the pace a bit until I could tellshe was just about there and then switched to massaging her nipples with soapyhands. I went back and forth like this for a few minutes and then brought herright to the edge before stopping. I turned her around and told her to suckme and with a whimper of frustration, she dropped to her knees in the showerand took me into her mouth. As she sucked me, I explained to her that her selfishnessneeded to be punished, and that she would be spending the day gratifying mewhile ignoring her own needs, and that although I said she could cum, whatI didn't say was that this would only be allowed when I thought she was trulyin control of her own needs. I let her suck me to orgasm and then stepped outof the shower. I held up a towel that she dutifully took in her teeth and driedme off. I then attached nipple clamps to her and led her back to the bedroom.I got dressed and then prepared her for her continued torment.

I retrieved a chastity belt made of heavy leatherwith a spiky dildo for her ass and sharp short studs placed to provide herpussy lips with uncomfortable stimulation. The design was such that there wasno easy way for her to provide herself with any sexual pleasure when worn.I ordered her to me, lubed up the plug with the balm, and locked it on her.I then hung up a set of keys on a peg above the headboard of the bed. I thenwent over and set up one of those small cameras connected to a motion sensorthat are always popping up in advertising on the web. The way it was set up,the camera would turn on anytime anyone entered the room, and send the pictureto my website. I told her that she was to enter the room every hour, on thehour, remove the chastity belt, and play with herself for 15 minutes. She shouldbe aware that I was likely to be watching, so it would be wise for her to doeverything she could to bring me pleasure while doing so. She looked slightlyconfused, probably wondering how this could be punishment, until I told hershe was not allowed to cum. I explained that once her teasing time was over,she should re-lube and refit herself with the chastity belt, lock it in place,show the camera the lock was in place tightly, hang up the keys and leave theroom. I left her for a moment to set up an additional camera in the bathroomalong with an extra key. When I returned, I told her that if she needed touse the bathroom, she may only do so on the ½ hour, and she would haveto rub her clit vigorously for 5 minutes before being allowed to relieve herselfand that she was to continue doing so until 5 minutes after she was done. Thelook of consternation on her face at the prospect of trying to heed nature'scall while masturbating was fairly amusing, but she just hung her head andsaid, "Yes Master." As a final set of orders, I told her to check the emailprior to entering the bedroom as I might have some special instructions. Ialso told her I expected the house to be spotless before I returned home. Withthat, I unbound her hands from behind her back and reconnected them in frontof her. I then tied short nooses around her nipples and tied her hand to theconnecting cord leaving her about 1.5 foot of slack so she could do work, butwould have to be careful not to pull her nipples too hard. I told her she couldloosen the nooses only in front of the camera and that they would need to berefastened prior to leaving the room. Pulling her to me, I roughly kissed hergoodbye.

I arrived at work by 7:30, and sent off an emailfor my wife. In it, I explained that for her 8:00 session, I wanted her toput fresh batteries in the vibrator, turn it on high. I told her she was tojust lay there on the bed with her legs spread as wide as possible and pressthe vibrator against her clit hard and rub it in a small circular motion. Iadmonished her that at no time during her session was the vibrator to leaveher clit. I also wrote that if she allowed herself to cum, she should immediatelystop, and place herself in level-one bondage. This entails securing herselfin the torture bra, tying her legs to the corners of the bed, connecting cordsfrom her nipples, over the headboard, and to the 10 lb weights that are alwayson the wall for special self-bondage sessions. These weights are hung frompegs with a long loop of string. Once they are pulled off the pegs, there isno way for her to re-suspend them with out having her legs free. Tied to hernipples, she is required to hold them until she is released. We both figuredshe could let them go in a dire emergency and extract herself from the bondage,but the threat of the intense pain was enough to keep her from doing so underanything but extraordinary circumstances. I informed her that I would shovemy cock down her throat and whip her cunt until she let go of the weights ifshe failed.

At 8:10, I got on the web and checked up on herprogress. She was complying with my directions explicitly, and was doing agood job of begging and writhing for my pleasure. I watched until she was doneand was fairly certain that she had not cum, though I could tell she came prettyclose at least three times during the last 5 minutes, and had returned herselfto her chastity belt and nipple bondage before leaving the room.

With that inspiration, I decided her next taskwould be a bit more active. Thus, I emailed her the next set of instructions.This entailed retrieving a specially large and knobby dildo mounted to a plywoodbase and placing it on the bed in front of the camera. I explained that shewas to fuck herself as fast and as hard as she could while frigging her clitand saying "I want to cum" loudly over and over until the 15 minutes is up.

A quick check on her at 9:15 showed she again had complied without failingherself.

For the 10:00 session, I ordered her to retrieve the riding crop and vibratorbefore tying her legs to the corners of the bed as widely as possible. I thenexplained that she was to turn the vibrator on to it's highest setting andinsert it in her cunt as deep as it would go. She was then to spend the next15 minutes smacking her own clit with the crop.

At 11:00 I wrote her the instructions that she should use two vibrators,one in her ass and one on her clit. I also wrote that when she was done, inaddition to wearing the chastity belt, she was to put on the torture bra andtie her wrists to her nipples and to reduce the slack to no more than a sixinches. I wrote that she had better make sure the slipknots around her nippleswere good and tight. She was to spend the next hour cleaning the bathroom evenif she had already done so once. I checked the website at 11:30 to see if shewas cleaning, and was greeted with a view of her leather covered ass and herface plastered against the back of the toilet as she stretched to clean thebowl.

I sent off another email at 11:45 telling her to release her nipples andmake sure they got their circulation back before her next teasing began. Ihad no other requests other than to "surprise me" for her 12:00 session. Shedid a good job of it by reconnecting her nipples to her wrists with just enoughslack to allow her to rub her clit with the vibrator providing what lookedlike some rather intense stretching of her nipples to do so.

I again had no specific requests for her 1:00 session. However, when I loggedon I was surprised to see she was not in the bedroom, but in the bathroom instead.She looked to be in quite a state. If she had followed my directions (somethingthat I would check the video tape on) her present position meant that she hadbeen teasing herself for nearly 45 minutes. This was an interesting development,since she was technically disobeying my command to be in the bedroom at thistime. I suspect she must really have to piss or shit pretty bad to forget herselflike this (after all, she could simply have left the bathroom and continuedher teasing in the bedroom as directed). However, the torment she must havebeen going through was likely to be more intense, given the way she looked,to require additional punishment (not that it was going to stop me from extractingsome anyways). I decided to let it go at the time and waited for her 2:00 sessionto continue her torment.

At 1:45 I checked to see if she had managed to relieve herself without cumming.The cameras were both blank, so I assumed she successfully used the bathroom,but I would have to check the video to see if she had failed to keep from cummingwhile answering natures call. In this email, I asked her to tell me if shehad cum in hopes of catching her in a lie. Not that I needed an excuse to tortureher, but I enjoyed the thought of knowing she would feel she deserved it. Ialso included the directions for her 2:00 ordeal. For this time, she wouldbe required to position herself on the horse contraption with the vibratorstrapped to it and placed on its highest setting. Since her hands were free,I informed her she was to do a good job of torturing her tits. I ended thenote with a recommendation that she do a good job on herself for me by settingthe horse high enough that she could barely touch the ground with her toes,and that she all but draw blood from her nipples. I suspectedshe would not be put through much teasing by this, but considering her lasthour in the bathroom, she would be ready for more pain than pleasure. WhenI checked on her at 2:10, I was impressed by her discipline. The horse wasset so high that her toes were at full stretch just to brush the ground. Shewas obviously just balancing on the beam and her whole weight was on the dildohumming loudly against her gash.

I had something special planned for her 3:00 session. Although she didn'tknow it, this was to be her last session before I got home to finish her punishmentpersonally. In her email, I informed her that she was to tie a rope aroundher waist so that the knot was in the front. She was to feed the rope betweenher legs and back though the waist rope so it would bury itself into her cuntwhen it was pulled on. She was next to slide a third jingle ball into her cuntto make sure it was very full, and place the butterfly vibrator tightly againsther cunt (making sure that it was positioned to provide her clit with maximalstimulation. She was then to connect the other end of the cunt rope it to thebase of the bed so that it was very tight and pushed the vibrator against hercunt when she lay down in the center of the bed. She was next to tie ropesto her ankles and then a slipknot that fit around her big toe. To make sureshe understood the effect I was seeking, I informed her that this was to keepher toes pointed when she connected the other end of the rope to the bedpostsby her head. I told her I expected this to really increase the pressure onthe butterfly vibrator on her cunt. To aid in this, I told her to hook up theone-way rope catches to the eyebolts at the top of the bed posts and feed herankle ropes through them and pull them as tight as possible. Next, she wasto attach the clover style nipple clamps to her nipples. The cords attachedto the nipple clamps were to be fed through the eyebolts on the wall at thehead of the bed and tied to the bar bells on the pegs behind the bed. Her lastactions were to be to blindfold herself and turn the vibrator on high, graspthe bar bells pull them off the pegs. I told her she could release herselfby dropping the 8-pound barbells attached to her nipples, and undo the clamps,but that doing so before I returned home might disappoint me. It amused megreatly to know that she really had no idea when I was to come home, thoughI usually arrived between five and six. With that, I returned to work, fullyexpecting that she would be in place and really needing to cum when I arrivedhome to finish her torment and enjoy her talents for my pleasure. I checkedthe monitor a few times between 3:00 and 5:00. The last time I checked, shewas begging the empty room to please be allowed to cum and offering all sortsof promised pleasures I would just please come home.

By the next morning, I was feeling pretty good. Thus, I nudged my slaveawake and ordered her to jack me off while I continued planning for her torment.After I came, I unfastened my slave from the bed, but left her hands boundbehind her. I removed the gag and ordered her to clean me properly and thento suck any cum from the sheets. When she was done, I rolled her onto her backwith the intent of placing her nipple in bondage again. However, the smolderingdesire as she lay there looking up at me was very enticing, so I kicked herlegs apart and ground my softening cock against her cunt. I kept it up untilshe was starting to get wet again (which didn't take long) and then stopped.I continued rubbing against her and intermittently stopping to get her reallygood and horny so I could appropriately continue her punishment. As I teasedher in this position, I realized then that I was beginning to tire of justhaving her suck me off. After all, a good fuck is pretty hard to beat. Unfortunatelyfor her though, I was by no means ready to allow her the reward of feelingmy cock in her cunt. Thus, after a good 30 minutes I decided to stop. I liftedmyself off her- cautioning her with a glance to keep her legs splayed openfor my viewing pleasure, and proceeded to finish attaching clamps to her nipples.Pulling her nipples together, I connected them to a leash. I gave it a tugto encourage her to her feet and led her hopping to the bathroom for our morningshower. I hooked the leash to an eye bolt in the shower wall and proceededto turn on the water and adjusted the temperature by watching my slave's reactionsto it. When she stopped trying to get out of the spray, I stepped in. I stucka soapy wash cloth in her mouth and ordered her to clean me. She only had afew problems when the leash proved too short to allow her to reach my legswithout stretching her nipples considerably, but she managed by leaning overbackwards. She didn't look like she appreciated the way the water ran off meand into her upturned face, but I found it amusing enough for both of us.

After the shower, dressed myself and then reboundher hands in front of her and tied her hands to her nipples using the leash.I left a few inches of slack so she could cook me breakfast. Much to her dismay,I ordered her to fry up some eggs and bacon. I was again amused watching hertry to avoid the splatters and burns while her breasts were stretched dangerouslyclose to the hot grease when she flipped my eggs. It took her 5 tries beforeshe managed to flip three without breaking the yolks. Her breasts were coveredin little red spots when she brought me my breakfast. I ordered her to scrapethe broken eggs onto the floor and "eat up as she was going to need her strengthtoday." After all, it was Saturday and I had the whole weekend to play. Afterbreakfast I had her do the dishes and retied her hands behind her back andremoved the clamps from her nipples- flicking them with my fingers to get theblood flowing back into them while she yelped in pain. I kissed her and toldher she was a good slave. When I asked her if she was having fun, she said "no,but I will serve you as you wish." I patted her head and told her that if shetried hard to act like she was enthusiastic and enjoying herself all weekendI would let her cum on Monday (I just didn't say which Monday). She smiledand said "Well then what shall you do to me next?" It was a good question,and I had a good answer. Her bright outlook faded when she saw me pick up alength of rope and tie a hang mans noose. I told her to smile as I snuggedit around her neck and led her to the back door.

It was a rather hot and sticky but overcast lateAugust day. The mosquitoes had been pretty bad, so I picked up the bug sprayand spritzed my arms and face so I wouldn't get bitten and then pulled heroutside. Our back yard is pretty secluded with lots of trees and bushes, soI wasn't worried about anyone watching (who I didn't want to watch that is).I brought her beneath a large oak tree and tossed the other end of her nooseover a low branch and tied it off to the trunk. I pounded in a couple of tentstakes about 4 feet apart near her feet and attached eye-rings to them. I thentied a length of 5/50 cord to her ankles and fed the loose ends through therings, pulling her legs widely apart (and increasing the strain on her necksomewhat) before securing them to her nipples. Any attempt to move her feetwould thus tug her rather tender buds. As she stood there splayed open, I wonderedif her feet were likely to slip farther apart since nothing solid held themin place. I contemplated leaving her like this, but decided the bugs neededbetter access to her back which was protected somewhat by her bound arms. Consequently,I tied a rope around her waist and then grabbed another length of rope andsecured one end to her wrists before tossing the loose end over the branch.I fed the loose end between her legs and pulled her arms back and up untilthey were level with the ground before securing the end to the rope encirclingher middle. I stood back and studied her a moment and told her to smile. Shecomplied, but seemed to have to force it somewhat. I asked her if she wouldlike a bit of bug spray and she said yes in a rather relieved voice. Thus,she didn't complain at all when I took out a spray bottle and spritzed hercunt and breasts with it. She didn't seem as pleased when I sprayed some onher face that she realized what I meant by "bug spray." I didn't think themosquitoes would mind sugar water, but I was pretty sure all the bees wouldfind her cunt, tits and face much more interesting. Unlike my slave though,I couldn't stand there all day, so I set up a camera and went inside to contemplatesolving my little problem of not having anyone to fuck.

After a bit of thought, I decided it might be agood time to give Susan a call. She had something of a mean streak in her whichI found interesting, and I she had occasionally joined me and my slave forplay. I had never fucked her, although she was rather enticing. She usuallyjust enjoyed torturing my slave with me for fun. I thought this might be aperfect opportunity to talk Susan into a little coital bliss with me and continuethe discipline of my slave at the same time. A quick phone call later, andthings were set up.

I surfed the net for a while, occasionally checkingup on my slave via the camera. An hour or two later I decided to check on herin person, and to tell her she was going to have a friend over. I poured aglass of lemon-aid and picked up the fly swatter and headed out the door. Thecamera is pretty good, but it couldn't pick up the details of her predicament.For instance, it didn't do justice to the strain and trembling of her legsas she worked hard to keep them from sliding apart (not entirely successfully).Nor could it pick up her twitches when the bees would land on her and crawlaround on her cunt or tickle her nose as she tried to hold still so as notto be stung. It simply didn't have the close focus to show the detail of thehundreds of mosquitoes landing, biting and drinking their fill. However, itwasn't pity that prompted me to offer to remove some of the little pests, itwas that she was simply too good at holding still to get stung. Consequently,I waited until a bee had landed and crawled right between her cunt lips thatwere split by the rope holding her arms up, and slapped it with the swatter.My aim and force were perfect, and I managed only to annoy the bee now trappedunder the swatter. I rolled it a bit so as to be sure it could sting somethingother than the swatter before crushing it hard against her swollen cunt lips.My slave squealed loudly, but fortunately we live pretty far out in the country.I decided however that it would do to have her making too much noise, so Ifitted her with a ring gag and waited until a bee landed on her face. My slaveknew what I had planned, but wisely did not try to thwart me when I brushedthe bee into her mouth and trapped it there with a rubber cork. I then continuedto swat all the bees that landed on her cunt or tits. She clearly had sometrouble trying not to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the assuredlyangry bee in her mouth any more than necessary. Fortunately she isn't allergicbecause she was stung a good dozen times in fairly short order. A half hourlater, her tits and cunt were looking pretty red and swollen. I decided shehad enough for a while, and went to pick up the spray bottle to refresh herattraction before going back inside when I noticed that ants had found thesugar water bottle rather attracting as well. I figured the ants might wanta little fun too, so I picked up a twig and wedged it between the ground andmy slave's cunt. I then carefully scooped up a couple of near by ants ontoa piece of paper and coaxed them off on her sugary lips. I didn't try to stopthem as they soon made their way back down the stick because I knew other wouldsoon follow their trail back up it again. I adjusted the camera a bit to focuson her cunt and told her to have fun, and that "Oh, Susan was coming over andshould be here soon." I couldn't tell if she was relieved knowing she wouldlikely be freed to serve Susan better, or if she were simply more scared knowingSusan's devious and sadistic bend. With that, I left her to her little friendsand went back inside to wait for Susan.

Susan must have been fairly interested, becauseshe showed up less than an hour later. I greeted her at the door and then showedher my slave's image on the computer. Her first word were "she needs a shave" Itold her she shaved two days ago, and she should look a little closer. Shesmiled then laughed and said "I bet that tickles. How long has she been there?" "Aboutthree hours or so," I said. I explained the extent of her bondage and tormentand said I didn't think she would be able to hold out too much longer as herlegs had to be getting very tired. "Well let's help her out then," Susan said.Having been to our house before, she knew we kept the extra bacon grease ina can by the stove, so she went there straight away and placed the can on theburner and turned it on to melt it. When it had melted, and was just a bittoo hot to hold, she picked it up with a pot holder and headed towards thedoor. I followed to see exactly what she had in mind, though I had a bit ofa guess. I figured she was going to use the hot oil to wash off (and annoythe insects). I was only partially right. She did indeed begin tormenting myslave and the insects with the hot oil, however, as soon as it cooled a bit,she dumped the rest of it on my slaves feet. At first I didn't quite comprehenduntil I noticed that her feet were beginning to slide slowly apart despiteher best efforts to keep them in place. The look of terror and pain on my slave'sface was incredible as she slipped lower and lower. I could see the musclesin her shoulders as she tried in vain to help keep herself up with her arms.It was all to no avail however and soon the veins in her neck were clearlyvisible and her face was turning red. In just a few moments, her feet slippedcompletely and she was hanging herself. She tried twice to get her feet underher again, but only succeeded in torturing her own tits before her feet slippedagain. She was clearly panicking, straining for breath. It probably would havebeen over quite quickly had it not been for the support of the cunt rope whichtook some of the strain, but eventually, I watched the slow hang mesmerizeduntil her leg muscles spasmed on last time and then relaxed. Her eyes rolledup into her head and she just hung there. Susan then moved very quickly andcut the rope from her neck and arms and lowered her to the ground. She administeredAR and slapped her face a few times until she started breathing again on herown. I was pretty glad Susan was an EMT (not only because it gave her accessto a number of fun toys not readily available elsewhere).

My slave was still pretty out of it when we carriedher back into the house and removed all of her bonds. However, she soon cametoo when we laid her in the shower and turned it on cold to clean her up abit. We ordered her to stay put and wash herself before allowing her to getout and dry off. Afterwards, I bound her hands in front of her and orderedher to make dinner. Being a good slave, she moved to comply while I made Susana drink and invited her to view some of the video I had from the last few days.Susan was pretty impressed by the teasing ordeal I was administering and askedif she could help. I told her that is why I invited her over. Thus, when dinnerwas served, both Susan and I made some effort to enhance my slave,s pleasureand relaxation- saying several times that she deserved it after the performancein the back yard. Consequently, by the evening, she began to think we mightactually take some pity on her. Thus, she was smiling widely when I offeredto go out and get some ice and told her to follow Susan's directions. I thinkshe thought she could get Susan to give her an orgasm, or at least permissionto cum on her own for Susan's viewing pleasure. As soon as I left, my slavesnuggled next to Susan and began caressing her. Susan, however, knew what wasplanned. She had my slave undress her and ordered my slave to kneel in frontof her and begin licking her. She knew well that her hands being bond in frontof her would be in easy reach of her own cunt. Thus, as soon as my slave gaveSusan her first orgasm, Susan told her she could touch herself as well whileshe continued her services. Being the cruel bitch that she is, Susan kept aclose watch on my slave, and every time she began to enjoy herself too much,Susan would have her change position or stop to bring her something. Thus,she never actually told her to stop, but she managed to get my slave prettyhot again without letting her cum, or realizing that she was just continuingher torment. I was pretty impressed with her effectiveness when I returned.I was a bit afraid that after the sheer torture which I put her through earlierthat she might be considerably less interested in sex. Clearly that was notthe case however for as I entered the house, I heard Susan order my slave tocum and my slave thanking Susan profusely. Thus, I peered around the cornerto see my slave laying backwards over her heels with her hands gently but quicklystroking her cunt, still thanking Susan over and over as she neared a verylong denied orgasm. I caught Susan's eye, and she moved down next to my slaveand began caressing her and sucking on her nipples. My slave came nearer andnearer to orgasm, and I was just about to stop her myself when Susan held upa finger in my direction. Apparently, women are better judges than men, becauseshe allowed my slave to keep climbing another half a minute before yelling "no-too slow!" and pulling my slaves bound hands from her cunt and pinning themover her head. My slave must have been very very close, because she had thishorrified, stunned, and confused look on her face and began wailing "no" and "please" justas she had been moments ago saying thanks. She actually tried to pull her handsback but Susan is pretty strong, and I was there in an instant to help. "So,you don't want to cum when you are ordered to and you want to cum when youare ordered not to eh?" I said. "Sounds like you need more training!" I scoopedher up and pulled her into the bedroom and quickly tied her spread eagle onthe bed.

She had been through quit a bit, so I suggestedquietly to Susan that we limit the pain and just torture her with pleasure.Thus, we spent the next several hours simply keeping her just on the edge oforgasm but not letting her cum. Having Susan there was extremely helpful inthis regards, as she was truly an accurate judge of my slave's level of arousal.However, both Susan and I were pretty aroused too, and I had my ulterior motivesto account for as well. Thus, when I said out loud that I wanted to continueteasing her, but I really needed a good fuck, Susan herself came up with theidea I was hoping for. She glanced at my slave and said it looked like we allneeded to cum. Susan asked my slave if she wanted to be fucked, to which myslave meekly sobbed out repeated yes's. Susan then began taunting her by talkingabout how good it feels to have a nice hard cock thrusting deep and hard. "Infact," she said "I think I would like that too." Susan turned to me and askedme if I would like to fuck her. She turned to my slave and said, "you can watch." Ihad a better idea though, and told my slave that she could even help. I motionedto Susan, to straddled my slaves face and then ordered my slave to begin lickingSusan's clit. I climbed up behind and entered Susan's tight wet cunt. . Itwas like heaven!!! I could feel my balls bouncing against my slave's nose andher tongue as she flicked against the base of my cock as she worked on Susan'sclit. I could also feel Susan spasm with the pleasure she was receiving fromboth sensations. I told Susan to pick up a vibrator and pressed it againstmy slave's clit and turned it on low. I then told my slave that she had doneextremely well today, and that she would be allowed to cum as soon as bothSusan and I came at least twice in this position. Susan added that if it evenlooked like my slave was going to cum early, she would spend the rest of theweekend outside being tortured mercilessly. Susan then turned the vibratorup a notch and began rubbing over my slaves clit and urging her to work hertongue faster as she was wanting to cum. My slave turned up the action andsoon Susan was cumming in buckets. I was bit worried she was going to breakmy slaves nose the way she was bouncing around, but her movements felt reallygood to me too so I didn't try to stop her. Consequently I too came momentslater. We were both vocalizing how good it felt to just cum until we settledin and let my slave suck our juices and attempt to bring us off again. Susan,being multi-orgasmic, was pretty quick with her second third and forth orgasm,but it took me a while just to get really hard again. I could tell my slave'stongue was tiring, but she was doing her best to bring me off my second timein the vain hope we would keep our promise. However, such was not to be thecase. Susan immediately turned off the vibrator as I began to cum again. Susanand I both congratulated ourselves as we climbed off my slave. My slave howeverwas begging to be allowed to cum, so I stuffed Susan's panties into her mouthand tied them there with a scarf. I then retied her with the foam between herlegs so that she was stretched out on one side of the bed. Then, Susan andI cuddled together and spent the rest of the night in gentle love making. Thequiet sobs from my slave as Susan continued to comment on my skills in lovemaking and loudly announcing each time I brought her to the many orgasms keptus informed that we were doing an adequate job of torture, though my slavewas bound fairly comfortably the whole night. As I finally slipped into sleep,I couldn't help think of how lucky I was to have found a lover who enjoyedmy own kinky tastes and a slave to be played with for our pleasure alone!

The next morning, I woke to find Susan alreadytormenting my slave. She was gently sucking on her breasts and fingering hercunt, but obviously using only the lightest of touch so as not to let her cum.I moved so as to enjoy the show and to begin doing to Susan what she was doingto my slave. Fortunately for Susan, she was not bound, and she maneuvered herselfso that my slave had a good view of what I was doing. I soon had Susan moaningin anticipation in chorus with my slave. However when Susan asked me to gofaster, I smiled and said, "as you wish," and brought her to her first orgasmof the day. Susan relaxed a bit but continued her slow manipulation of my slavea few minutes more before stopping and commenting on how good it felt to startthe day with and "nice cum." I agreed, but noted that I hadn't cum yet myself.Susan looked thoughtful and then said, "Hmmm…I'm a bit fucked out, butI bet your slave will gladly serve you in any way you ask." I was pretty sureshe was right, so I unbound my slave from the bed and ordered her to suck meoff. Susan watched while my slave dutifully performed her duty, but apparentlydecided it looked like fun. Thus, after I came, she ordered my slave to lickher clean of the copious amounts of cum I had deposited in her during the night.My slave looked resigned, and did as she was told. I realized that she mightneed some minor reminder of how good it felt to cum before she became completelycomfortable with the fact that she would be long denied any such pleasure.Besides, I had a few physiological experiments in mind to amuse Susan and Ithroughout the day.

J .I did however come in to watch her hit her first orgasm after three days ofbrutal teasing. It was pretty impressive, but not nearly as impressive as theway her nipples were stretched when she was finished and hung limp from herexertion. I decided to see if she could do it again, so I turned the wateron high and adjusted it to a comfortable temperature and watched. Amazingly,once she had cum once, it took only seconds for her to approach orgasm again.Thus, she wailed quite loudly when I pulled up on the shower valve just asit looked like she might cum. However, I directed the spray onto her face tokeep her from protesting significantly. I turned to Susan who was watchingwith glee, and in my most matter of fact voice said, "note, subject could cumeven during extreme duress and was able to desire additional orgasms quicklyafter initial fulfillment."

I left the spray on her face for a few more minutesas she struggled to reduce the strain on her nipples and breath through thespray. Just for fun, I played with the shower valve, switching the flow betweenher face and her cunt a few more times before getting bored and releasing herfrom this position. I told Susan she might find watching my slave fry eggsrather amusing, so I rebound my slave as I had the previous morning and orderedher to make breakfast. Susan did indeed seem amused, but wanted to test herlevel of discipline. Thus, she ordered my slave to stretch her nipples outdirectly over the frying pan and hold them there. Susan explained that shewas to keep them there for five minutes and that she planned on whipping hercunt continuously for every minute she failed to hold position. My slave wasdoing reasonably maintaining her composure until after a good minute; Susansaid angrily that if she didn't hold them considerably closer to the hot panso she could begin timing, that she was going to increase it to 10 minutes.Whimpering, my slave leaned more forward and complied squeaking in pain. Atabout the 3 minute mark, Susan moved towards her with a glass of water andbegan flicking drops into the hot grease. My slave flinched, and Susan grabbedher hair and pulled her backwards. "You undisciplined slut!" she yelled," well,two straight minutes of cunt whipping is what your sorry ass just earned." Susanwas smiling cruelly as she flung my slave back towards the stove and walkedback to the table.

To be continued?