Sunday, October 23, 2011


She is there waiting. Kneeling with her hands behind her neck, blindfolded and her mouth open wide. She doesn't know what will happen, but she loves surprises.

The first sign of anything is the sudden bite of clover clamps on her nipples. How does he sneak in on her without her hearing him? She hates that about him. She gasps, but then lets the pain wash over her. A warmth spreads from her nipples directly to her cunt. She feels her wetness begin to trickle from between her lips.

The next thing she feels is the crop lashing across her ass. She almost lowers her arms in shock, but manages to keep them in place. He works her ass over good. It burns with the assault on her tender flesh. She is really getting wet now.

A hand goes to her throat just before the flogger gives it's first wicked kiss across her full tits. She would have gasped, but the hand on her throat prevents it.  He seems to be aiming directly at her nipples, making them hard with the pain and desire. Her air is cut off intermitently as her rains blows onto the full globes swaying from her chest. The blows making them swing back and forth. The flesh turning redder with each lash.

There is now a puddle on the floor under her drooling cunt. She is a hopeless pain slut and they both know it.

A rope is wrapped tightly around her breasts, causing them to swell even more. The nipples distending even more. They are so hard they ache now. He reaches down and pinches the clamps making them bite even harder. He then qucikly removes them and grabs both nipples between his fingers and cruelly pinches them as hard as he can.

A cry finally breaks from her throat to be replaced by his steel hard cok pushed deep into it. He grabs her hair and begins to fuck her throat. She is agsping and drolling, trying not to choke and gag. She finally relaxes her throat enough to take him without gagging.

Too soon for her he pumps his hot load over her tongue and lips. Her mouth is filled and she savors the taste and warmth of it. She waits for him to tell her to swallow, but before he says anything, she feels another cock at her lips. This can't be him, he couldn't be hard again this quickly. There is another man here. She has a moment of fear, but then she realizes that he would never put her in harms way, and would only let the most trusted of friends use her this way.

The cock quickly swells and floods her mouth with hot cum. This cum is more bitter than her Master's. Then another cock is at her mouth. She is stunned. Master was really pushing her today. She finds herself leaking with arousal. She was being used as nothing more than a receptacle for her Master's and his friends cum. Just a cum slut to be used for their pleasure.

Cock after cock pushes into her mouth to quickly deposit it's loads over her tongue. She swallows load after load, but some of it still runs down onto her heaving and swollen tits. They feel twice their normal size. Her face is a mess of cum as well.

Finally the parade of cocks stops. There are a few minutes of quiet, until a cock again pushes against her lips. This is again her Master. Her mouth knows his cock without seeing it. She sucks him as hard as she can. She wants to have his taste in her mouth last. He groans and explodes again into her hungry mouth. She swirls this load around in her mouth, savoring the flavor of him before swallowing it down and licking her lips.

He removes her blinfold, and she blinks at the light. Looking around for the other men, they are all alone. She knows he will never tell her which man was here today. Whenever they get together with friends she will not know if the man she is talking to was one that filled her mouth with his hot cum. Is he one that saw her naked and covered with the seed of many men. Being the cum slut she loves to be.

Her cunt clenched at the thought of all these men knowing this about her, and her not knowing who they are.


Saturday, October 1, 2011

Just used...

She was woken up from a dead sleep by a hand wrapped tightly in her hair. She was being drug out of the warm bed and pushed down to her knees on the cold floor. When Master wanted her, he took her. The time of day or night was unimportant. She was his to use whenever he needed her.

Her hands were bound tightly behind her back, forcing her ample tits forward. This always meant her tits and nipples were going to feel some of his pain. He loved to torment her sensitive nipples. They would be pinched, twisted, and generally abused.

Once she was kneeling there he started slapping her breasts and especially her nipples. She gasped at each blow, but she could feel her cunt begin to get wet. He grabbed each hard little nubbin of flesh and pinched them between his strong fingers making her gasp. He twisted them and she felt a gush of juices pour from her pussy. She hated that his pain turned her on so much. She was a pain slut no matter how much she tried to deny it to herself.

The clover clamps came next. Clamped to each nipple then weights were added to the chain connecting them. They bit tightly into each nipple adding to her agony and arousal. Her nipples and clit throbbed in rhythm. She felt like she might cum and he hadn't gotten near her cunt.

Her reverie was broken by the impact of the tawse across her ass. It nearly knocked her forward from the power of the blow.  He grabbed her upper arm to keep her from toppling over and proceeded to wail away on her ass with the wicked little leather implement. The pain was tremendous, but she took it for him. He was in a very sadistic mood tonight, and she knew he wasn't like this unless the hunger was on him. When he was like this, her greatest gift to him was to give him a vessel for pain.

He stopped spanking her ass and tossed the tawse onto the bed. She could feel her ass burning and knew there would be bruises starting to show, and she would feel them every time she sat down for days.

  He quickly pulled his rock hard cock from his pants and shoved it down her throat. Making her gag and choke on his hot meat. She drooled down her chin and it dripped all over her heaving tits as her fucked her throat. She hardly had time to breath as he used her mouth as a fuck hole. Shoving all 7" balls deep into her mouth with each stroke. His strokes were getting manic and she thought he might cum any second. She felt like she was going to cum as well. He gripped her by the throat as he pounded in and out of her mouth, cutting off her air. Just when she thought he was going to cum and she was going to pass out, he released her neck and pulled out of her mouth and tucked himself back in his pants.

"Not yet slut. My little cum whore doesn't get her treat yet. I haven't finished hurting you yet. I've just started.", he told her with that wicked gleam in his eye that was only there when he was in a very dark place.

The flogger was suddenly in his strong hand, and the first kiss of it landed across her tits. The impact was wickedly heavy. He had this one made for him. It was made from heavy leather, but yet it had quite a sting as well. Her tits were getting quite red and the weights swinging from the chain on the clamps were very painful. Reaching down he quickly removed the clamps, and as the blood began to return to the compressed flesh, the flogger once again lashed at her breasts. His aim was perfect on each nipple. She could no longer hold back and she screamed at eash lash.

Her nipples were throbbing and red from the clamping and whipping, but he didn't relent abusing the swollen globes swinging from her chest until he was satisfied with their bright red hue. He then turned his attention to her ass.

The flogger lashed at her ass cheeks, causing them to jiggle and bounce with each blow. The flesh was already tender from the tawse and tears began to leak from her eyes. This was one of his favorite parts. Her tears fed the Sadist in him. It showed him that she was opening herself to him. Having no barriers left to guard.

He whipped her ass over and over, even striking the front and back of her thighs until her flesh was covered in stripes from the flogger.

He reached between her legs and found her cunt flowing like a fountain. The inside of her thighs were slick with her cunt juices. As his finger tip grazed her clit she let out a deep moan and nearly came right there. It was only her training that made her able to resist the sensation. He jammed three fingers inside her sopping pussy and fucked her hard and fast with them. Making her gasp and cry out in frustration at not being allowed to cum. She was right on the edge and couldn't go over until he told her to, and she knew he wasn't ready to let her yet.

He pounded her soaked cunt for a few more seconds before he shoved his fingers into her mouth for her to suck her juices from his fingers. She knew to lick them clean and she did a good job.

The cane was his final and favorite implement. He always saved it for last. It gave the most intense and searing pain of all his tools, and he loved the beautiful marks it left on her body. She would wear his stripes for a week after he was done.

He pushed her forward to lay with her chest on the ground, her ass up in the air. A perfect target for him. Her arms still bound behind her back, she was helpless to protect herself from his blows. Not that she would even if she weren't bound. This final step in their dance of pain was her ultimate gift to him. She was the only one who had ever been able to take all he had and not asked to be released.

A line of fire cut across her ass with the first lash of the cane. She heard the sound of it cutting through the air a split second before the pain burned across her ass cheeks. The cane bit into the backs of her thighs as well as her tender ass. He caned her from all angles, covering her ass in welts. Some of them seeping blood that trickled down her ass to well at the crease where her ass met her thighs.

At the sight of her blood, he stopped and ran his tongue along one of the bleeding welts. Tasting the saltiness of her pain. She moaned when she felt the warm, wet caress of his mouth. She loved when he fed on her pain. She felt like she was nourishing him and sustaining his life.

After licking up some more of her blood her caned her swollen ass some more until she was sobbing and crying. She was now completely broken down to her base element. She was empty and waiting to be filled by him. To be molded into what he needed, and that was what he was going to do.

He kneeled behind her and pulled his throbbing cock from his pants, a stream of pre-cum seeping from the tip. He pushed quickly and deeply into her molten wet cunt and gavve her a couple quick strokes before pulling out and pressing the head of his cock against the tight little rosebud of her asshole. He slowly but continually pressed into her ass until his balls were being cradled by hte open lips of her hungry pussy. He could feel their caress on his swollen sack. His balls were tight and full of cum just waiting to erupt.

He pulled back until just the head of his cock was in her ass before plunging quickly back into her. She moaned and pushed back against him on each thrust. She loved the feel of his cock deep in her asshole. Loved the fullness of it as it stretch her wide open. He grabbed a handful of her hair and used it to pull her back hard onto his cock. He pounded hard into her ass, trying to hurt her with his cock. Using her asshole for his pleasure, not caring if she enjoyed it or not, just needing to use her.

Her neck was arched back as far is it would go with the force of him pulling her back onto him. Her tits swung back and forth in front of her from the force of his fucking. 

"Cum, my whore!", he growled in her ear, and on hearing his words, she screamed and came. Her juices gushing out of her cunt onto the floor. He could feel her asshole clenching around his cock buried deep inside her as she came. Each spasm of her orgasm was felt around his throbbing member.

Pulling out of her ass he pushed her back to a sitting position and once again shoved his cock down her throat. She moaned in pleasure knowing she was finally going to get her treat. Getting his hot cum in her mouth was one of the things that made it worth taking his pain.

She could feel his cock gettin gthicker as it stroked in and out of her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could and stroked the under side with her tongue. Feeling the veins throbbing as his orgasm neared.

With a groan, his cock twitched and a flood of hot cum poured over her tongue and down her throat. She moaned in pleasure as he pumped his hot cream into her mouth. His gooey essence coated her tongue and her taste buds exploded with the tangy satliness of his juices. He seemed to cum forever. The load was thick and warm, filling her mouth until it threatened to overflow. She didn't dare to let anything escape. If she did, she wouldn't be allowed to taste him for a month. That she didn't want to ever happen.

She sucked every drop of his cum from his cock. He could feel every last bit being drawn from his member by her suction. She let his cum roll over her tongue, savoring the taste of him before she was given permission to swallow. With a grin she licked her lips to make sure she missed nothing.

He reached behind her and untied the rope that bound her arms. Before she could react, he grabbed her by the hair again and dragged her back up onto the bed. Throwing her down, he ordered her to go back to sleep.

"You've been a good whore and pain slut. Master is proud and sated... for now.", and he walked away towards his office.

She snuggled down under the blankets and quickly fell back to sleep with a satisfied smile on her lips.