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| If you have never received a serious spanking, I assure you it is not just a single sensation It made my belly hot and tight, seeing his bare feet and jeans My body, my pleasure, even my thoughts were subject to Master's needs and demands I obediently licked at them, savoring the salty taste Not the exquisite pleasure of pain that Master usually gave me Please, please don't ask me to do this When I stood straight; trembling and sweating, He tugged slightly with the leash and invited me to shake my tail outside "Are you ready, bitch?" I nodded, and quietly whispered yes Master's arm made me safe and contented and my aching nipples and ass were constant reminders that I had been well used the night before And screamed with the pain once both my nipples were clamped I was weeping openly now, wheezing and sobbing with the pain-- Master's pain, his gift to me Low and clear, I answered, "Please hurt me, Master I'll be good, please, don't Reluctantly I stuck it out afraid of what was next The leash was passed through my thighs so that each tug rubbed it across my cunt and asshole The sticky strips held the plastic at my chin and the bridge of my nose I felt him soften some in my mouth and dragged my nails over his balls lightly Master would have none of it though, and chastised me about my posture I licked and kissed the leather The first blow was a complete surprise It held me as surely as an umbilical cord while Master laid his stripes on me with a maddening thoroughness I would sacrifice anything for Master The shrill tone was enough to wake even a sound sleeper like my Master "Draw it into you, little slave Familiar cuffs were put onto my wrists and I was unresisting as my hands were pulled tightly together at mid-spine Desperate, I scraped the clothespin off with my teeth I was on my knees then; unsure of how I got there The metal teeth were efficient and very tight I exhaled sharply, and the belt was tightened just one more notch Those clamps were discipline and the hurt was horrific and not sexual at all My nipples would become so engorged that they would throb with pain at a casual touch Fear filled my mouth with the taste of bile and sawdust Owned by a man strong enough to impose his will on me so that my own wants melted beneath the compelling heat of his need It was covered with that ridiculous bag His foot pressed my shoulders to the ground as he pulled the leash He shocked me then, with a kiss pressed hard to my lips and a sharp tug at the ring above my clit-- the piercing I got for him, to show that I was his own I sucked eagerly, stroking his shaft with my sore tongue and trying to keep my lips wrapped around my teeth One foot in front of the other, that was all I could think… step, step I have things to do An uncomfortable silence, and then Master said, "Guess else what I have in my pocket?" With my boobs swinging freely under me, he had no trouble tugging two cable ties into nice loops around first the left and then the right I yelped and my shoulders jerked with sobs again His thick cock stirred at my blatant admiration, although the phone kept his attention There was nowhere to go and no way to resist My arms and hands were indiscriminately marked as well " I wanted so much to obey It is the thing I like most about him When he sent me to fetch a newspaper, I knew that wasn't the case I heard the smile when he said, "good puppy There was not a smell or a temperature change, but I could feel that there was open space where there should be none After his promise last night that more was to come, I could hardly stand to sit quietly and wait His laugh rumbled against my tongue while he listened to his caller With all the enthusiasm of a puppy, I pranced to Master and nuzzled his thigh I was vaguely aware that my nipples had adjusted to their particular torture if itchy grass had my attention His hands forced me to my knees, and grasping my hips, he made me move forward until there was a tension on the leash "Slave, do you want me to tell you that you are cute with that tail?" I nodded yes and whimpered in my throat, wiggling so the leather made a swooshing sound He fucked my mouth slow and easy until his cock was completely erect His touch was the center of my consciousness " I spit on my hand and stroked a few times There was no way to clean it up or stop it with the clothespin clamped hard on my tongue His hand on my elbow steadied me His thrusts grew more erratic and I grew more desperate for a full breath of air Of course, Master told me to raise my chin and look forward Hands shaking, I managed to unzip his pants and draw his thick straining cock out I was laughing when he ended the phone call saying, "the dog needs to go out, but there will be an answer by e-mail in the morning Something kept brushing my knees and thighs This was what I wanted: to be Master's, to be completely devoted to him At least it is not if you are at the receiving end of it Even if I couldn't see, I knew that each breast jutted obscenely forward now and soon they would both be bright red The leash jerked back each time I moved Calling me his bitch, his whore, his pain slut, stoking the flames of my devotion until I accepted his correction I was not worried about the paper swatting me " Only, it sounded like gibberish because of the pin My eyes raked him from head to toe and I licked my lips loudly and mouthed "yum" When Master ignored me I panted loudly and growled in my throat, grabbing and shaking the bedclothes to get his attention There was not enough time to breathe before he filled my throat again with his thick pole "This is a good spot," Master told me as he released my wrists " Cramped muscles adjusted again to free movement My knees buckled and I gagged on the metallic taste of blood in my mouth Rubbing my face against the hair on his chest, I licked and suckled at his skin The belt laid welts on the back of my thighs, cracking against my cunt I prayed to faint, wanting the escape As quickly as possible I fell to my knees and tested my weight on my hands Deliberate strokes placed with the precision of railroad tracks He rubbed his dick on my face and filled my mouth again Only my desire to please him allowed me to move quickly back to the bedroom with the offending item between my teeth The handle stretched my ass nicely, though not as well as his cock I wasn't negotiating from a position of strength Right inside the door his hand curled tightly in my hair, and urged me up to my knees I hoped the clothespin would go, but he left that on my tongue as well as the binding on my abused tits The slave would lose this contest of wills—that was preordained " Each word was punctuated with a thrust of his cock The grass itched under my knees The newsprint was yuck in my mouth Drawing back long enough for me to suck air once or twice and then plunging forward again Gasping and panting, with my wrists behind my back, the tension between the two clips was unbearable When I had no screams left, air hissed through my clenched teeth A few experimental thrusts between my lips, and he removed the clothespin Then, from raw flesh Master would create a beautiful work that pleased him Putting me in a hood was one of his most effective punishments " He'd said that Not that his feet were pretty, they were just his and that is always enough to arouse me When I came back Master was sliding his shirt over his head and I could tell by the expression on his face that I had annoyed him It is odd, that I could tell a thing like that Then the tightening of muscles, and heat that builds to a burn But things like that only happen in novels When the assault ended, the belt was cinched tightly around my breasts I tried in vain to bring my shoulders forward and ease my suffering The small opening for breath was new and frightening It eased the ache some Clenching my jaw, I rocked and moaned my way through red waves of sensation I had given myself completely to this new game; there was no need to explain I spread my knees wide and arched my back, emphasizing Master's ass and tits I forgot that we were outside, forgot everything except the furious leather blows on my skin No, I was worried about the frown on Master's face and why it was there I slid off the bed with a pout and turned on my hands and knees three times before I curled up on the floor with my tongue lolling from the side of my mouth Drool had run down onto my chest I didn't know my jaw was hanging open until master offered to put something in it My body visibly relaxed " I moved the leash a few feet, so that he could easily reach it and made haste to the cabinet under the sink I hate the feeling of being closed in Worshiping him with my obedience Master's cock is beautiful When he at last drew out of my mouth, I wheezed and rasped The other end had to be attached to something I'm sorry I love watching him work his own dick, but damn I wanted to taste him I was pulled to my bare feet and led through the house by his hand at the small of my back I had been up for some times because of the discomfort before the phone rang He rubbed the head across my upper lip and face Master whistled and I followed the sound as fast as I could " The clothespin went back on my tongue and I was given another chance to be a good puppy I think I prayed It was so fucking erotic and powerful to be taken that way that my cunt tightened and exploded in an incredible orgasm Wrinkling my nose, I moved on all fours to rummage through the closet " Confused by his directions, I waited for him to say more He had the patience of an artist Not much chance of that, of course When he took the bag from my mouth I could see how very serious he was His calm words and sure hands soothed me through the worst of it The space was widened until my mouth and nose were exposed " Reduced then to incoherent babbling, I arched my back more and dug my nails into my palms Everything hurt and the bag was suffocatingly hot We were all the way to the smooth tile of the laundry room before I realized what felt so odd My restless hands stroked his chest and abdomen, raking lightly with my nails I didn't protest when he moved behind me Without my hands, I was completely vulnerable I was not prepared for him to jerk the flogger from my ass Hurry, puppy " Confused at first, I opened my mouth wide A good pinch to my bum, and I was sent to the floor to wait patiently And then it was very, very quiet-- my chance to adjust to the hot sack It felt like the bag was tied in a knot or bunched high between my shoulder blades It was agony He is powerfully made and so damn male "Whiny puppies are never cute," he reprimanded That man was in front of me again, fingers resting at my lips An icy fist grabbed my stomach and I gagged a little on my own fear There were tiny little clicks, as each tie was pulled just a bit tighter Without being asked I turned so that my ass and the silly tail were high in the air and my nose was pressed to the ground His fingers probed until they found my mouth and I instinctively recoiled Crammed against the roof of my mouth with a good inch left outside my lips Master knew He twisted one sore nipple and tugged my tit from my body, "Go, puppy and hurry No I discovered there was one scream left in me, as my tits were flattened and the tight rings of plastic cut into me Each brush stroke was a searing thread leaving a delicate line of blood red The hot bag blinded me and crinkled ridiculously every time I moved my head 'I have to take the dog for a walk " And then more insistent, "Open Tight enough to tear my skin and leave bruises Hissing and whimpering, I took a few tentative steps He was as deep as I could ever take him now My cries were thick with tears, "please, please, stop master " I was not laughing when he told me to fetch his sneakers and the leash A familiar jingle of metal was enough to tell me the leash was attached to my hood ring Master was sitting at the side of the bed when I came back into the room, still talking on the phone and idly stroking his cock "Get it wet There was muttering about puppies and collars before the plastic was wrapped snug around my throat "Don't move, girl Even the insistent tug at my crotch couldn't compel me to move When he put the newspaper down I turned and licked his sneakers-- wiggling my whole body and promising with my enthusiasm to be good If I hadn't been the bitch in the bag, I would have applauded his cleverness I moved as quickly as I could, crawling to the chair where the newspaper was usually dropped after we spent a Sunday morning devouring it That is so damn sexy to me for some reason I could not think of anything except obeying Master with one foot in front of the other Then Master's hands stroked my tender ass and traced the lines from the whip he had drawn across my back My hands jerked back to soothe the throb and the next two blows caught both palms First is the sound of the belt slicing through the air and snapping sharp and crisp against its target The smacks with the newspaper were more noise than pain, but I whimpered and wiggled obediently Rubbing my face against his familiar thighs, I felt the slick plastic on my cheek instead of his jeans My hands rubbed the hard planes of his thighs and kneaded his sexy ass under the denim It forcibly brought home that I was owned My anxiety receded some as I assumed the familiar posture He pulled back and I gasped "You don't really think that was your punishment do you? Bring me the leash, slave and a garbage bag from under the sink Impatient, he pushed me back against the door and jerked my hair until I raised my chin It caught me by surprise again—the pleasure of looking at him When his grip eased, I sat stubbornly, and tried to look serious In the end, he would break me The end of the leash was pressed in my open mouth and I was ordered to keep it there I pressed my lips together so fast that I bit my tongue My thank-you was high and breathy, and sincere " He thought I was going to pee in the grass? The man was fucking crazy if he thought that "Hands and knees, puppy Not the tearing at my nipples or the burn in my shoulders And I came Fast, was all I could think by then, move fast and please him "This is a good spot I dropped the tennis shoes at his feet and smiled hopefully, before going back to the closet for the leash and collar that hung on a low hook "Do you know what I have in my pocket, slave? I'll bet you are ready to feel them again The way I preferred them " Wagging my bum and heading to the closet on all fours with a bark, I decided to demonstrate what a good puppy I could be Back on my feet, I stayed bent slightly at the waist The hole was pressed around my nose and two strips came off a tape roll (oh, I know that sound well) Discerning my thoughts, Master grabbed a nipple in each hand, dared me to say it out loud I stumbled behind as he led me around the backyard Sweet god, I love when he hurts me beyond what I think I can bear I didn't think about the humiliation of standing in the backyard with a flogger shoved up my ass and a leash attached to my pussy and that hot, nasty bag over my face Already my hair was slick with sweat and alarm skittered like a living thing across my skin My teeth snapped together on the fucking wooden clothespin Impatient with the dog game, I opened the door with my hands and pulled a trash bag out of the yellow box This wasn't submission for me: it was religion The sneakers weren't on yet Master always wins "Do you want me to stop hurting you, little slave? Is it so hard to obey?" A deep shudder ran the length of my body The plastic bag was far more frightening to me than the hood he used in the past His hands rubbed the raised welts on my back, tracing some lightly and slapping his palm on others He ruthlessly prepared his canvas; moving up my back in increments until he reached my shoulders I don't know how my shoes ended up on my feet I bumped my shoulder in a doorway on the way back but didn't stop until I had dropped the paper at his feet I thought it cute And then it sliced like a razor across my ass I screamed and dropped the leash, jerking my hands up and lacing them together under my forehead I drew a breath when he paused Accept Master's pain I was sorry I had ever wagged my ass at him The phone was far more effective than the alarm clock The thin whip slid across my tongue Impulsively, wanting to please, I begged him for the other The grip on my hair eased Busy as I was trying to hold on to the leash around the pin on my tongue and concentrating on breathing through my nose, I missed the telltale sound of Master's belt coming off Filling my mouth immediately instead with his demanding cock I struggled and he waited Of course, he couldn't see the stern expression on my face Soon hot cum covered my face and I tasted his cream in my mouth When I looked at the floor it wasn't so bad I thanked him in a breathy whisper I didn't think anything then That realization hit me only a moment before the back door opened No matter how I held my head, I couldn't see what that was Embrace it with your heart It was the way things were Master didn't disappoint me I screamed again and again as the leather snapped methodically on my skin in a steady tattoo of heat and pain Ah, I crossed a line when I interrupted the phone call The leather flogger brushed my thighs and made soft noises when I wagged my new tail proudly "I can't, Master "Open Master took no notice as he ripped an opening in the plastic Done well, cable ties are perfect for breast bondage Ashamed that I had forgotten my place, I waited patiently while he sat and tied his sneakers-- sighing that I couldn't watch his bare feet anymore My entire body was trembling as he drew me to my feet and asked for my tongue I want everything you'll give me Master laughed, a real deep-throated laugh that boded poorly for me I growled in my throat and pulled back until the leash reminded me to be still Even with the generous lubricant it was slightly uncomfortable, but that would pass soon enough It did not matter that Master had used the same bondage on my wrists before with blindfold and gag Trapped between the door and his body, I felt him shove the head deep in my throat My flesh was raw and cut He was speaking, and I struggled to focus on the words, in spite of the fact that the door stood open The area around my clit ring was raw and sore, my back and ass and thighs throbbed and my breasts were so painful that I could only breathe in short, sharp gasps I watched as he wrapped his hand around his cock Nothing seemed cute to me now My thighs and belly were wet as we went back towards the house The silly tail made soft noises and tickled my thighs I rubbed my head against his legs and followed him back inside I'll pee, anything you want His two thumbs slipped into my ass and stretched the gaping hole farther Maybe the fact that I played fetch with my mouth would return the smile to his face Tearing my gaze from it, I turned on my hands and knees to show him my surprise The leash was slack now When the tension pleased him, he barked for me to turn my head to the side I did not have to force the little shiver of fear than ran down my spine Thick and hard, it jutted proudly from his body The tail swished back and forth and distracted me repeatedly Drool was wet and shiny on my chin I am sorry It was a sensual dance that proved over and over who held the power " I had no idea what he meant, but answered 'yes sir' just before he took my right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and attached the toothed clamp The clips from my nipples were released and a clothespin bit my tongue as the blood throbbed bright and hot where the clamps had been It was anticlimactic when I finally released my bladder Opening my mouth wide, I waited and his hand tightened in my hair On the patio, the leash was removed and Master took off my collar and the garbage bag Tracing a sticky trail of fluid over my cheeks What an incredible relief |
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