Remember you're to be 18yr to be reading these stories. Just want to advise you that this Chapter contains sex scene with a dog. And, Please remember this story is PURE FANTASY. I for one don't even like dogs and would never do or condone such an act. So please keep that in mind as you read, or skip over pages 3-4. Really love to hear your feedback.
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Chapter 2.
On the Monday I had to make my phone call telling you, I've started my period this morning. "That's good I'll contact Nigel now to see about making arrangements for you," you replied. "Also I might ask him if he would like too come and watch you changing your pads. I think that would really turn him on." you say. I felt butterflies arriving in my stomach, but didn't know what to say, as I'm yours and must do just what you want. So just said, "Yes Master." Before terminating the call, you said, I hope you're feeling good and will see you soon.
For the rest of the day, the week, I couldn't help but think of what is going to be happening too me. Each time you came up that week, I was hoping you would tell me, Nigel couldn't make the arrangements. But you never, as the days moved on, you could tell I was getting nervous about it. You would say not to worry, you will enjoy it. It's just another cock and things like that. Sometimes you would tease me by getting down and sniffing all around me. Or would make me whine and bark like a dogs bitch, telling me how I will have to get use to doing that.
On the Friday night you rang to say you were coming up tonight. It's not often you let me know you're coming. I'm to be wearing fine light tan stockings, pink satin suspender with matching panties and camisole. A long sleeved off the shoulder white satin blouse, with my short silver gray wraparound skirt, which opens in the front. When you arrived about 7pm. To my surprise you are accompanied by Nigel, I felt quite embarrassed, kneeling waiting to kiss your feet as you entered. Then to see Nigel come in first, I had no option, but to kiss his feet.
After getting your drinks, I had to stand beside Nigel, letting him remove my breast from under the camisole. Sitting me on his knee while pouring a little of his whisky over them. "I love doing this." he said while proceeding to lick and suck over my hardening nipples. A hand goes between my skirt opening onto my panty covered pussy. Asking what's been happening down there? Looking towards Master I get the message I must tell him, I'm having my period. With that his hand now goes under my panties to feel me. He whispers in my ear, "It won't be long now, will it." I knew exactly what he's referring to, as I bowed my head, looking to where his hand sat. It stayed there till you had finished your drinks.
You take my hand pulling me off Nigel's knee, turning me to face him, as you stand behind me. Slowly removing my blouse . . . . Skirt . . . . . Camisole. After each item , your hands caress tenderly over that now exposed part of my body. Nigel is watching, getting aroused even more so, his trousers unable to conceal the size of what lies beneath. His hand goes over it, to start fondling along the enclosed length. I get pushed down to release his imprisoned penis and take it into the warmth of my mouth. Nigel is so stimulated, but doesn't want to cum that way, so before anything happens, my head is pushed off. Now one at a time you take off a stocking, then the suspender belt, I get excited myself watching Nigel rubbing his hot cock with my stockings.
You take me to the bathroom, put me in the bath, Remove your panties! Change your pads then clean yourself. Are your orders. I have to lie there doing it as you both look on. Nigel is without trousers or undies now, his hand stroking that throbbing cock like crazy. I'm watching as he soon shoots his load of hot cum juice all over my boobs and face. You don't let me touch his spent semen, I just have to do what I was put there to do. Change my sanitary pads. You gave Nigel a clean pair of panties to put on me, before you both went back to the lounge. I had to clean up the mess, but not to touch any of Nigel's cum juice, before returning to you.
When I returned, you tied my long black satin cape over my shoulders. Sitting me on a chair facing you with legs tied apart. The cape pulled back so my sperm covered breast is exposed, my hands tied to the back legs of the chair. I had to sit listening, as you and Nigel discuss my coming month. How many times a week I would be serviced, should I go to a Doctor or Vet if I get pregnant Etc. tears started rolling down my cheeks, as I knew there was only a couple of days to go, till my cycle was over.
The fear of what was being arranged for me, I don't want to have a dog fucking me. Even the thought of having puppies. I'm sure I couldn't, or could I? My mind was in a turmoil. I haven't thought of it before or for that matter heard of anyone else being serviced like this before. I have butterflies bouncing around in my stomach, I'm nervous just thinking about it. My tears turn to full on crying as I sit there listening, you both just laugh about it all. Then you come over to wipe my tears away, telling me to stop that crying. It won't be that bad you say, you've taken many a cock before, well this is still cock, just because it's on a dog shouldn't make any difference to you. Slut!
On the Tuesday you rang to say you will be up around 6pm. You'll want something to eat and we'll be going out afterwards. Was this going to be the night, I was thinking. You didn't mention anything that would indicate were we're going. Again I got that nervous feeling, fear of the unknown, as I wait knowing my fate is completely in your hands. When you arrive I'm told to get a bath ready while you have a meal and just kneel beside it till you come in. You watch me bath, I have to hold open my lips so you can clean in my pussy. Going into my bedroom, you sort out the suspender, stockings, panties, bra, petticoat and shoes I'm to wear. As I put the underwear on, I'm told there will be only lipstick worn and to just brush out my hair. I did so. Now I was handed my coat, No! You won't need a dress you tell me, just a coat will do.
Arriving at Nigel's place, I realized what is about to happen, my time has come as Master take hold of my leash to lead me in. There is a video camera going as Nigel greets us. You hand Nigel the leash, in turn he pulls at it to make me face the camera while he removes my coat. To see I'm just wearing my pretty underwear. You watch on as he now disrobes me of all I'm wearing, he admires and feels all my sensitive, private parts. Finding the string of the tampon you put in me at home, to keep me clean. You hold the camera so there is a better shot of the pad in me, then of Nigel opening my lips to slowly pull out the tampon. I'm embarrassed and nervous, my stomach is turning over, my hands are shaking. But no notice is taken of it. Nigel take my leash again leading me into the lounge, I beg not to be taken, trying the best I can to hold back. You tell Nigel a firm whack across my arse will make her move quietly, as you follow with the camera.
On the floor is a sheet of timber the size and shape of a modern door. It's raised about 8inches at one end, my head will be at the other. It has restraining straps attached, in the middle about 3/4 the way down is a 2 inch wide belt. You and Nigel force me down onto it. My wrists are strapped into restrainers at my sides. A pillow is placed under my lower back, the belt is then buckled firmly over my stomach. As I lie there crying, I watch as an attachment is put up at the foot of the restraining board. My legs are lifted up each foot is tied securely in each sling, holding them up and apart . My restrainers are now tightened and another belt is tied just below my breast, so I now can't move. I have to watch as Nigel wipes over and in my cunt with disinfectant. then he takes a small brush from a bottle, holds open my lips and brushes a little oil in there. it's to make an odour that makes a dog think it's a Bitch on heat, he informs me.
I still beg to no avail. A gag is tied in my mouth. You wipe my eyes telling me not to cry, before tying a scarf over them to blindfold me. I now feel very much alone, exposed and so very vulnerable. I can't move, see or speak as a blanket is now placed over my body from waist up to just cover my breast. My mind is spinning, I can't hear what you and Nigel are talking or laughing to each other about. As Nigel leaves the room, you sit beside me, your hands start caressing my breast, your moistened fingertips softly encircle my nipples. It feels so nice and caring, your being with me makes my nipples start to erect. My whimpering subsides as your breathe blows lightly over my neck and face. I start to relax and try to say, "I love you Master" through my gag. Then you cover my breast again, leaving me as Nigel returns.
In no time I feel a dog sniffing and licking around my love lips. I just start crying again and try begging to the Master I love for mercy. But my gag prevents any understandable sound coming out. My bonds hold me secure, as I try to twist away, I can't as the dog is being helped to settle over me. The passage to my Vagina is now being entered. It feels long but thinnish, as the cock is pushing deeper to its final goal, my womb. I can feel hands helping the dog in and balance over me.
Its cock now seems to swill in thickness as it just starts pushing. Not a nice stroking in and out motion like a man with a beautiful penis. All the time I'm crying, suddenly I feel one hard push, its cock seems to expand unmercifully I hear Nigel telling Master, "The Bitch is now dog knotted." I knew what he meant, I now had its balls and all in me. Its short sharp thrusts continue, I can hear its breathing, feet its breathe so plainly, as our faces are all but together. Then it happened, I felt the hot fluid being squirted into my womb.
Yes, I now have dogs sperm inside me. I can't cry out anymore than I already am, what now I try to think. At the same time hearing you and Nigel saying, "Good boy" to the dog for what it's just done to me. But it isn't finished yet, we are still tied together. The pain increases greatly, as it tries to pull away wanting to take my firmly restrained body with it. I'm sure it has just cum again, as I feel more wetness squirt in me. With the help of two pairs of hands this animal is freed of my pussy, but not of me. Next thing its sniffing around again, its coarse tongue wants to lick over me. I'm so weak, exhausted, unable to move or utter a word. I can only lie there letting it do as it wishes. And to the trill of Master and his friend Nigel.
As Nigel is taking it back to his bedroom, I hear him saying. "What a good dog and she is looking forward to having you again soon." The blanket is removed from my body. I'm left lying there alone for a while. Then my blindfold is taken off, my legs are released. I lie there looking at you both through burning, watery eyes. You both look so pleased, as you sit there with your drinks talking about what you have just witnessed.
Now my bonds are all removed, the gag is taken from my mouth, the leash hooked back on my collar. I'm led on all fours to a bowl of milk out on the kitchen floor. While I'm licking it up, you tell me how I'm to look forward to having pups. How a Bitch has to lick off and eat all the afterbirth. The fun I'll have breast feeding them, as a Bitch usually has around five puppies. All this is said so's to not to let me forget my degrading humiliation.
As I kneel between you both still naked and being videoed, my tummy is rubbed like you do a dog. You inform me that I'm now to act as a proper Bitch from now on. So before I put my underwear back on, Nigel takes me out the back. Where I have to squat like a proper Bitch to have a pee, the video camera has come out also to witness further my indignity.
Before leaving, Nigel has one good last look up my fanny. Then pats over it, telling me how I'll get to enjoy what has happened. We had been out about three hours, when you took me back home. Telling me on the way that it'll be once or twice a week for the rest of the month that I would be taken to be serviced by this dog. Each session will be videoed. If you are unable to take me, Nigel would come to get me. I don't know what to think, I'm feeling so used and dirty at the moment. I can't wait to get into a bath, even give myself another full enema, to clean this all out.
After the forth session I was getting used to it and had stopped my crying. So my blindfold was now left off. I got introduced to the dog, which is a golden Retriever, it's name is Flash. Next would be no more gag, as I was resigned to my fate, so behaved myself. But I would still be firmly tied down each time. I also got that I'd stroke over Flash's fur enclosed cock before it would be taken to service me.
It was the Saturday night I felt my period was again about to start. I was also meant to be serviced again tonight by Flash. But as I was feeling the way I was, meant I mustn't be pregnant. I was so pleased, but couldn't tell anyone. You took me to Nigel's place this time naked, except for suspender and stockings under my coat. As Nigel opened my coat, you could see he was so delighted to see me this way, naked. His mouth went straight to my right nipple, a hand down to my box, the other hand caressed over my back and other nipple. Till I was hard and very horny.
I wasn't given to Flash this time, instead you and Nigel fucked my rearhole as I'm told to kneel on all fours. Once you are finished, I'm put back on the restraining board, my legs back in there cradles. Flash was brought in and put next to me, as I had to play with him. Pull back the hair covered skin, kiss and put its cock in my mouth. I had to sniff around it like dogs do, as I've got to get used to doing all dogie things. You put my wrist back in there restraints, I was being videoed for the last time. As I start losing the cum from my rear, you video it oozing out and Flash licking it and cleaning me out. When I was released you led me to my bowl of mush . . . . . Bread soaked in milk.
I was so very pleased to start my next period, to know I wasn't now having puppies. I cried this time tears of great pleasure, as I had been worried what would happen had I got pregnant. When I rang to tell you the great news, you told me . . . . . . . I should of known a dogs chemistry is different to a humans. Anyway if you had got pregnant Nigel and I would of loved giving you an abortion.
The Thursday night after I was back to `normal' you my Master Joseph arrive. Straight away I'm stripped naked, "Make me a cup of coffee," you demand. You go and sit in the lounge waiting. On my return I must stand beside you, while your free hand fondles freely around my thighs, my crotch. All this time nothing is said to me, your eyes don't even look my way, not once. Finishing your coffee the cup is handed too me to put on the side table. As I return to your side, both hands now start caressing over my whole lower region. Dribbling saliva onto your fingers, while telling me to hold my fanny lips open just a little. I have to watch as you insert them slowly up my aching entrance. You keep massaging in there till I get so aroused, that I have to ask if I can please touch my now hard nipples. I'm allowed too.
Oh My Dear Master! I cry out, as I start to orgasm under your kind gentle touch of my clitoris. I just fall to my knees, as I can't stand any longer. Your fingers are pushed into my mouth to suck my own juice off. "Now you're satisfied, go and clean everything off the table." you tell me. Next thing I'm made to lie face up on it, my wrists are tied to the legs, my legs are tied slightly apart so I can't move them. You shave my pussy clean, before inserting a catheter into my blader. I'm gaged, blindfolded and left. About a minute later I feel a bag of ice drop over my now shaved pussy, it stays there a couple of minutes. After removing it, you pinch my pussy lips, I feel all numb, till a needle passes through the lips, then again and again. Through my gag I try in vain to scream out with the pain. My wrists are freed, my gag is taken out. You help me sit up before removing the blindfold. Looking down I see the catheter hanging out, Oh! Master why? As I see you have stitched my love lips together with surgical cat`gut.
I'm closed, a catheter and three stitches, I went to touch down there. But just got my hand slapped away . . . . . Don't you dare!!! I then had my legs freed, I pulled them together, trying to hide my humiliated hole. I'm now allowed to as you part them again. "You will stay like that till I come back to open you again. Be careful when you wash and don't dare try to remove the catheter." Are your demands. You pull me from the table by my nipples, then put my panties on me. "Now get down and kiss my feet, thank me for looking after your cunt. You left not giving a hint of when you'll be back.
About 4pm on Friday you arrive up. I was more pleased than ever to see you. I was sore and extremely uncomfortable at my imprisoned vagina. As I knelt to kiss your feet, I beg to be reopened, to no avail. You don't hear a word I said, as I'm pushed off. You just give me your bag of washing, "Do this tomorrow." is the order. After putting it away, I return to kneel at your feet. I'm told you're having a visitor later, "So get my cream silk shirt, charcoal gray trousers, silk boxer shorts and socks ready. I want my shoes cleaned and shining. Now get me a whisky!" As I give it to you, I'm told to sit on the table next to you and lift up my skirt. You pull down my panties a little, so your handy work is on show. "That looks great, think I'll keep you like it longer now." you say. Then you pour some of the whisky over it, telling me to lean back, in doing so I feel you get down and start licking it off. "God! That's feeling beautiful Master."
That is as far as it could go. "You're not to get yourself to excited," I'm told. My panties are pulled back up, I have to just sit there, holding up the skirt while you caress my inner thighs.
When you have finished your drink, I have to go run a bath. "I want to have a crap."you tell me. So I take your trousers and undies down and wait outside the door, till I'm called back. I must wipe you clean, to prove I've done it properly. I'm told to get down and lick your arse and push my tongue up as far as possible. After giving you your bath, you go to lie on the bed, while I have a shower. Then I'm to dress my adorable Master, after which I brush and blow-dry my hair. You think it would look better pulled back. So you pull it tightly back, tying it in a bow using a long pink satin ribbon, then brush it out so it looks soft. It now hangs in a nice ponytail down to my shoulder blades, it feels beautiful and so sexy. You tell me to do my makeup heavily to show that I'm only a Slut.
While I'm doing my makeup, you go to inspect the place, I hear you in the discipline room moving things around. All of a sudden my stomach gets that nervy feeling, I'm going to be punished. I hope it won't be till after your visitor has left. As it's getting a bit late now and I wouldn't want to be still in the pain when your visitor arrives, I'm thinking.
On your return to the bedroom, you get out a pair of fine black stockings and suspender belt for me, "This is all you will wear." I'm informed. While putting them on, you take out my full length bottle green gown, which has no bodice to it, so my breast just hang out at all times. "This you will also wear," as it's placed across the bed beside me. After putting on the black 4inch high heels, I look at myself in the mirror, I cup my breast in the palm of my hands, I feel pretty and so sexy. But I look like the slut my handsome Master wants.
Slowly letting my hands work down to where I'm sown, I feel the catheter. I hope Master will take it out now, it's so uncomfortable. But I know it's for Masters pleasure that I'm wearing it. I have another good look at myself before going to Master for his inspection. I notice the door of the discipline room is closed, so I won't be in there. I curtsy to my Master who is now sitting in the armchair, then stand while being looked over. "Kneel so I can feel those titties." satisfied in the way they became erect so quickly for him. "Stand up, turn around and bend over, pull your skirt right up, open those legs." You caress over my buns, then give each a real hard slap, I jerk with the suddenness and pain. "Stop that!" you demand. "Stand up and turn to me, come closer." In doing so the front of my skirt is lifted up and given to be to hold high. so you can again pluck the catheter, then stroke over my imprisoned pussy. That really looks nice you tell me, "Is it good to pee that way?" "It takes longer Master and is not very comfortable doing it sitting on the toilet." I tell Master. "I'm looking forward to watching you do it later." you let me know.
It was about 7:30pm when there was a knock at the front door. I just knelt up like a frightened animal, looking to you. "Don't just look at me. Go and answer the door." As I'm pushed with your foot. Nervously I slowly make my way to the door. It is Wendy, she looks so beautiful. Her long shining brown hair is cascading softly down to flow gently over her shoulders. Her makeup is softly and beautifully applied. The lipstick and fingernails are in the same deep plum shade. She is wearing a long puff sleeved white chiffon crossover blouse, showing a hint of the Ivory lace of her camisole beneath. Her skirt is cascading in style, knee length in a deep red satin, with a 2inch wide black elastic waistband. Her lovely shaped legs are covered in fine tan shade stockings, sitting in 3inch pearly tan heels. As I followed her through to my Master, I was thinking. I bet she is also wearing elegantly pretty lingerie, I hope I'll be able to see and touch it.
As Wendy enters the lounge you take her in your arms. "You look beautiful." you tell her, as a kiss goes to her lips. I'm then told to get you drinks, a pink Gin for Wendy, a Whisky for my Master. I had just returned with the drinks, when there was another knock at the front door. I thought there was going to be just the one visitor, who could this be. "Answer it." I'm told, but Master . . . . . As I pointed to my exposed breast. "So what, Answer it!!" I embarrassingly go to open the door. It's Nigel standing there, he has a small package in his hand. He also has someone else with him. I just look, I didn't know the other chap. "Aren't you going to invite us in?" Nigel said. "Oh, yes come in." as I nervously moved back. I wasn't introduced to his friend. But he was also really good looking.
They were both beautifully dressed, Nigel wearing a open neck silver satin shirt with navy trousers, his friend wore a pink cotton shirt with gray silk tie and matching waistcoat, he also wore navy trousers. They went straight through to the lounge to meet Master Joseph and Wendy. It seems they all knew each other, I had to get a Whisky for Nigel and a Bourbon `n' coke for his friend. I was then introduced, his name is Philip, I went to put my hand out. Only to have Master yell at me. "What are you doing Bitch? Curtsy!!" I did so nervously, then stand back to await my orders.
After I had served a second drink, I was sent to get my bowl. Returning I had to kneel in front of you, as you stand telling everyone you need a piss. I have to take your penis out, pick up the bowl and hold it under my chin. Your cock goes straight into my open mouth, my head is held firm. Once the flow starts I can't do anything but drink my Masters finest wine. When you finished I had to put your cock away, then get down to lick my spillage from te bowl like a dog. While I'm licking up the rest of your piss, I hear them saying how luck you are to have such a handy toilet.
You ask Philip if he would like to underdress the bitch. "As you haven't played with a woman before, you might like to be feeling this one over." I could see by the perverted smile on his face, that he couldn't wait. I got pushed towards him. His hands went under the skirt, as he knelt on one knee. Caressing my legs, but didn't go as high as my crotch, thank goodness he stood. Taking each breast one at a time in his hands. Kissing them over, licking around the nipples, before going behind me.
My passion was building up, as his hands now started to fondle over my upper body. Pushing his crotch into me, I felt his hard cock, as he disclosed, "I'm going to fuck up that arse with this." My head went back, trying to just touch his face, I was on fire. With that he just took my shoulders held me out, undid the back zip of the gown, pulled it off the shoulders, to let it fall to my ankles. With my head bowed, I stood naked, embarrassed, unable to hide what they all now see. I look over to you Master, you look quite happy, at the same time telling me to go and let them all have a close look.
Hands feel all around Masters handy work, I know I just have to let them. Nigel made me stand in front of him, while he tried to blow into the catheter. With them playing with me like that, it made me want to pee. So you got an old ice cream container, I had to kneel so all could see and pee into it. Now I got put back onto the table, Nigel and Philip holding down a arm each. My Master and Wendy either side of my upper legs, then a little Gin gets poured over my pussy lips, asking if anyone would like to lick it off? Wendy's head goes straight down saying she'd love too. You then hand her a small pair of scissors to cut the stitches to reopen my fanny. It felt wonderful as you part the lips pouring in a little of your whisky, before pushing a finger in a couple of times.
You and Wendy change places with Nigel and Philip. So Nigel can have the pleasure of remove my catheter. As he pulls, I can feel every centimetre of it exiting, it was uncomfortable in there and felt just as bad coming out. I moaned, twisting my head from side to side, it seemed so long and took forever till my tortured bladder was free. Good job there was a large towel handy, as I straight away started to spill more urine. I was left there in the hands of Nigel and Philip. Nigel opened my vagina lips to show Philip, "She loves more than just a man's penis in there, as you'll see." Nigel said, I felt their fingers going in to explore my burrow.
After cleaning up my mess. I arrived back in the lounge to see my Master lying on the sofa just in his boxer shorts and Wendy in his arms. She is now stripped to her pretty Ivory coloured satin and delicately laced underwear. I was hoping I would be asked to help take it off for her, but no. Instead, I got ordered to kneel between Nigel's and Philips feet, while we watch a video. I almost fainted, as it was the video made of me being serviced my Flash. Nigel had all the visits condensed to a full two hour tape. I knew I could do nothing, as you all watched and humiliated me at the same time.
Nigel started playing with my nipples, then a hand took hold of mine, pulling it up to encase Philips stiff hot prick. I looked over to you, but you and Wendy looked completely happy watching the video while kissing, caressing each other. I noticed Wendy's panties are now lying on the floor. I wish they were mine and I was in my Masters arms. You caught my eye, telling me to do just what I'm told. As the video went on, an orgy started with Nigel, Philip and myself. My body was used as they wished to use it. I got penetrated in my vagina, arse and mouth. At one stage my two lower holes were being pumped full at the same time. I orgasmed a few times myself, as I was being screwed . When they had finished, I just had to lie and wait, or suck their cocks clean, their toes, or just have their feel massage over my wantoned body. If I went to touch my pussy, a foot would just push it away.
Wendy would sit her pussy over my mouth, making me suck your tasty cream out, or had me suck on her dildo after she had fucked my beautiful Masters arse with it. My whole body was painfully sore, spunk was dripping from my penetrated holes. As I lay at their feet, you my dominant Master kneels over my face. "Now suck my cock and arse clean! Push that tongue right up my arse! The way you normally do, you filthy whore." I stayed under your arse till you were satisfied with my cleaning.
I then had to serve drinks again with something to eat. By now the video had finished, but was round back some and replayed, as they missed the last night. I'm made kneel in front of you while you spit chewed food into the palm of your hand for me to eat. Telling the others, I can only eat like this, of the floor like a dog or be tied up and spoon fed like a baby. The others laugh, calling me degrading names. They can see why I had to be given to Flash. Philip suggested next time I should be put into nappies with a babies dummy to suck on. I felt so humiliated listening to all their comments.
You left the lounge only to return carrying my collar, leash and long black cape, which were duly put on me. Wendy then took me of to repair my makeup, once we were in the bedroom she made me suck on her breast, then down to tongue out her clit. That was great as I could still taste my Masters sperm in there. When we got back to the lounge, she told you all that I wanted to kiss and suck her out in the bedroom. That I wanted to have a lesbian affair with her. The trouble she had trying to stop me touching her most private parts. Hearing that really made you MAD, I tried to say it's not true, I wouldn't do that cause, I love and desire only you my Master. But I'm only your slave, so you believe Wendy's story.
Taking hold of my leash, telling me I'm now going to pay the price for such filthy behaviour. I'm pulled into the discipline room and made kneel with my head right down at the floor. You left me there, only for all four to return a minute or so later. My head was pulled up by the hair till I was kneeling in front of you. "Now you can make a `public' confession this time!" [A confession is something I have to make weekly to my Master] I told of the thoughts I had after being with Flash. How I often play with myself thinking of Master having sex with other men and women. Yes wishing I could be allowed to do the same. Then you said, "What about the sin you committed earlier with Wendy?"
I had to admit saying it or, I knew my punishment would of been much greater. As that would of meant Wendy had told an untruth and Master wouldn't believe that, as I'm only a slave. Holding me by the hair, my face is slapped again and again. "You are a slave who will do and think only what your Master says. never will you make up your own mind of what pleasure you want. So once again you're going to be taught not to disobey your Master. This time you might learn, as I have my three friends to help show you the way." With that Wendy removed my cape, looking me up and down as she did so.
With help from Nigel you tie my wrists to the pulley above me. My legs are tied apart, now I'm winched up till my feet just touch the ground. "Please have mercy on me Master." I said in a low voice, but to deaf ears. I felt a hand from behind go under and lift my arse, it nearly knocked me off balance. There was nothing I could do, my bonds held me captive. I was naked, exposed and helpless, to take whatever anyone wished to do to me.
As you asked for their help in reminding me of my place in life. The blindfold went over my eyes, in no time a pair of hands took my breast, squeezed, twisted and bounced them. Pulling firmly while twisting nipples in much the same way. I moan in pain as whoever tries to get the nipples to meet. At the same time I'm being slapped hard over my whole body, it feels like a dozen pairs of hands at once. A butt plug `I think' is rammed up my anal passage. I can feel the grease of what could only be a large dildo about to be implanted deep into my vagina. "Is that pleasure enough for you, or would you like a big cock in your mouth also. You whore!" No Master, I begged. "Right! Don't let your nice pricks come out now, or else."
With my head bowed my blindfolded eyes closed in embarrassment. I felt the riding crop land across my stomach, then my thighs, arms, breast, my whole front is starting to sting. Nigel is asked if he wants to warm up my back. Oh yes! I would love to do that for her. In no time the cat o' nine tails starts landing over my shoulder blades, across my back, under my arms, between my legs, my backside. It gets heavier, as it goes up over my back again. No part of my body is spared. The moans get louder as the cat' continues to leaves its marking of my body. My whole body is burning like it's on fire, as the flogging comes to an end.
The blindfold was now removed. I watched this large dildo being helped slid free of my vagina. Only to be replaced by pegs attached to my pussy lips, clamps with small weights attached are put on my nipples. Wendy asks if she could embrace me, said it helps relieve some of the pain. But she only wanted to add to it, as it was only my box and breast that got the most of her attention. The caressing was done via her fingernails, which seemed to cut into my very tender flesh. She seemed quite satisfied listening to my whimpering, seeing my watery eyes, as she pulled on the pegs.
The strain came off my arms, then the spreader was taken from my ankles, I was now let fall to the floor. I felt so pleased to just be lying there, even with the pain, as I thought my arms would detach from there sockets. The rest was very short lived, as Philip was standing over me with a large container it had a long rubber tube and nozzle coming from it. Nigel's hand went between my legs and quickly pulled out the butt plug. "Stand up!" Philip ordered, take hold of this, handing me the bottle. I did as I was told. "Open those legs a little!" as I did the nozzle went straight up my arsehole.
Using surgical tape, it's secured between my legs. "Now you can give yourself an enema, the whole contents of the bottle are to go in. Do you understand? You will get no relief till then." Philip takes the clip off the tube, I feel water starting to enter my shithole. At the same time my Master and Wendy are lying on the cushions, enjoying each others aroused bodies. In no time you could hear moans, husky breathing coming from them, as they start to fuck again.
My arse is feeling full, my stomach even looks bloated and cramps come and go. But there is still a lot of water left, I can't take all that, I'm thinking. The bottle is also getting heavier, I tell Philip. He just takes a ribbon from my hair, puts it through the end of the bottle and ties it around my neck. "Now carry no." is all that is said. With that he and Nigel join Master and Wendy, they are now all together. While Masters has Wendy's over his shoulders sucking then screwing her fuck hole. Nigel and Philip are sucking her breasts, kissing and caressing her body, plus each others. As Master is not far from shooting his load, Philip and Nigel wank each other off over Wendy's face and breast.
By now my stomach was stretched out like an almost full term pregnant woman, the cramps became stronger. I could hardly move under the weight of the water and the pressure of the cramps. "We feel good after that." Master tells me, "So you can suck our cocks clean, then crawl over to lick all our spunk of Wendy, see that you do it good, seen as you wanted to lick her before. Then we'll see about your arse." as he hit my pussy. The enema tube was removed from mu aching arse, to be replaced with a butt plug. "So you don't dribble." Philip said before taking the bottle from my neck. As I was licking, the weight of the enema seemed to hold me down and in cramp pains. That I could hardly make it over to Wendy. I just had to drag myself over to her on my stomach, to do my duty.
After cleaning everyone, Nigel put the clamps back on my nipples with long lengths of thin cord attached to them. "Now get on all fours! And start crawling around the room." Master ordered. Nigel and Wendy used the lengths of cord to guide and keep me moving. The pain of cramp and now the pulling of my nipples so I couldn't stop, made me whine and moan till I had finished circling the room. Philip put a plastic bucket in front of me. I had to beg to be allowed to sit over it to release my enema. I sat and pulled out the butt plug, as I did so the foul smiling fluid just gushed out, like a burst water pipe. With all that came out, seemed like my inside must be completely empty now. At least those cramp pains have vanished, my stomach returned to its normal size. I had to shove a finger up my arse to see if I could get anymore out. Fortunately I couldn't. I felt so sore up there after the torture it has just taken.
Once I had recovered, my cradle was hung from the ceiling and I was tied face up on it. The four of you lit different colour candles. I'm now tortured with hot wax dripping over my sensitive parts. From the shoulder blades to my clitoris, to my thighs, no part is spared. The flame gets close that the fine hairs on my body burn off. I'm turned over, retied, I jerk as the hot burning wax lands on the soles of my feet. As I now wait, thinking it'll be my butt cheeks next, but no they are spared this. Only for worse to be given to them, via Nigel using the riding crop over both, saying how nice and red they are becoming. Philip once again used the `cat' over my back. I scream with excruciating pain, tears flow from my eyes, as I cry. Wendy leans over me saying, "You'll know to be a good girl from now on won't you?" my crying prevented me saying anything. To finish off the soles of my feet felt the riding crop make there mark, to go with the waxing they took.
Grabbing me my the hair, you pull my head up and push a couple of your fingers down my throat to make me vomit, but I only dry reach. You do this about half a dozen time, the inside of my stomach is now feeling the pain, as I can only dry reach. I lose nothing, so you just spit into my mouth, pushing my head back. I'm still crying as the others stand looking and laughing, telling me how stupid I look and to vomit all that shit out of my mouth.
Wendy and Philip pick the wax out of my pussy, pulling me wide open, so you can all have a good look up my fanny, by using a small torch. The next thing, I feel is your beautiful penis being forced into it. You're still slack, you want to work it up hard inside of me, I thought. But no, next thing I feel is your hot urine being discharged into my womb. When you're finished, you tell Nigel to untie me and leave her on the floor till she stops crying. I'm left alone while you all go back to watch some more of the video.
After awhile, when I'd stopped crying Philip came to get me. He put the collar and leash back on me. "Now kneel up and lift your paws. I want to hear you whining like the Bitch you are." I had no option but to obey. So beggingly I whined to him. like a dog I was led of to the bathroom and made sit in the bath. The plug was put in, he then gave me a large glass of salty water to drink straight down, quickly. "Now lie down and look at me!" As I did, he just pissed all over me. I enjoyed having him do it, but gee it stung as it touched my wounds. Next Nigel and Wendy were there ready to piss over me also. Oh, did I enjoy watching Wendy squatting over me, as she let her hot urine descend over my breast. I would of given anything to of been allowed to lick her pussy dry. But it wasn't to be, I was just left lying in all their piss.
A short time later Philip returned. Seen as this is the first time he's met me, Master thought he might enjoy the pleasure of bathing me. The piss was let go, then a warm bath ran as I sat there. Letting it fill to just cover my legs, as his hands soaped my body, it still stung, I moaned in agony. Leaning over me, his face right before my own, "Give me a nice kiss." he asked "I don't really kiss females." he added. "No please, no, I can't take anymore punishment." I pleaded to him, thinking it'll be like with Wendy earlier. "No you're not going to be punished this time. I really want to kiss you." he said smiling to me. I offered my lips willingly to his, I got to savour his tongue as an extra.
Once satisfied he made me lie back, while he could work his fingers into my fanny, stroking my clitoris, my hand was put on his erect penis. His fingers pushed further up my passage. "I think I can feel your Masters piss in there." he said. I just looked at him, I felt so pleased to have Masters piss still in me. As he played in there stroking over my pleasure point, I started to jerk my body as I was about to orgasm. "Stop that! And sit up" he said.
Pulling his fingers straight out of my cunt they went deep into my open mouth. My head was pulled right forward, I doubled up, no longer could I hold his cock. Again I started dry reaching, only this time with all the salt water in me, he forced me to vomit. Holding my head firmly so it gushed out all over my body. While I was vomiting, Philip called out to the others to come and see what I've done. There I lay embarrassed and completely degraded, covered in my own vomit. "Now get yourself cleaned up and all that out of the bath, then come to the lounge." were your orders.
Back in the lounge I had ointment put on the wounds, my whole body was still aching. As I knelt you gave me a couple of mouthfuls of your whisky. "Now, kneel with your face on the couch and open those legs." In no time I feel your beautiful thick cock start to enter my abused anal passage. Stroke after stroke it glides deeper into my rear fuckhole. Your smooth strokes get faster and faster. Pushing right into me with one final launch, you explode, jets of hot spunk go deep within my waiting arse. Even before your cock deflates, you pull out, wiping your still dribbling penis in my hair.
Lying back beside Wendy you watch while Nigel inserts a tampon up my cum filled arsehole. A cushion is put on the floor for me to lie my backside on. My legs were held open by Nigel and Philip, with Wendy kneeling behind me holding my arms. I got a good look at her pussy as it was right above my eyes, Oh! how I wanted to lick it over. As I was looking at, admiring Wendy's feminine body, I know I want to be allowed to savour girl sex with her again. The same way I do with my Master.
Quickly I was brought back to now, as I felt my lips being parted and something going into my pussy. I looked to see your hanky being pushed right up my vagina passage, till just a small corner hung out, which in turn got taped there. "That'll keep you out of trouble tonight, so you can have a good sleep, won't you slut?" I could just smile to you, I was exhausted and numb, I could hardly stand. I was helped to my feet, then Nigel put me into a pretty pale turquoise silk nighty. I had to kneel to thank Wendy, Nigel and Philip for coming to assist my Master, Then kiss all there feet, asking each one to please come again.
Safe in your strong arms I was led off and put to bed, I lay there feeling weak and so very sore. Not quite knowing where I was, I felt your hand go under my nighty, you lightly caressed over my tummy and down to my thighs, your fingertips stroke pussy, before pulling the blankets up over me. "Thank you Master, I do love you." Is all I could say. Even though I wanted to put my arms around you to thank you for the evening.
The phone rang, I woke with a jolt. It's you Master, you've rung to see how I am this morning. "Morning" I asked.
"Yes it's nearly 11am."
"I've just woken up Master." as I tried to pull myself up to talk, Oh! I felt very stiff and sore. You tell me to squeeze my breast, I do. "They're sore and bruised Master."
"That's good, what about the rest of your body?" I looked.
"Oh god! I'm marked bruised everywhere I can see Master."
"Have a hot bath, put some Dettol in the water, that might take some of the pain away. Have you played with pussy?"
"No Master, I must of gone straight to sleep. I don't even remember going to bed."
"Well now you better get down there and remove its filling." I'm told.
All of a sudden my pussy felt stuffed, I didn't remember anything being put in there. I put the phone down beside me to lift my nighty. I removed the tape to see the end of something hanging out. Taking it between my fingers, I slowly pulled and pulled, seems it must of been pushed all the way in. I took the phone up again to let Master know I'm taking it out. As I could feel the moving of it coming all the way out. Just like the catheter the night before, only this felt a lot better. That I almost had an orgasm with it. When I got it all out, I then saw it was Masters hanky, it was wet and smelt of the urine that was still in me.
Oh! I now felt my arse was stuffed also, "I didn't remember those being put in Master."
"I didn't think you would of, as you were just about out to it at that stage. Well you better get up now and get my washing done, I want to pick it up tomorrow. There is also a lot of cleaning to do after last night, you will see I've used the toilet before I left. Oh, by the way Wendy is dying to have a night with us again. Would you like that, just the three of us? Nigel, Philip and Wendy are all looking forward to the next session and they really loved seeing you getting fucked by Flash. I'll have to think of some other trip to take you on. I know Philip seems keen to see you wearing nappies. So what do you say?" you ask. "I'll do whatever you desire of me Master, I'm your devoted Slave and Property. I love you."
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