Last night Master was in the kitchen, he said, “I know something you haven’t done for a while, come and kneel down and drink Masters piss.”
Immediately, I fell into my old habits and said, “No, No, No, No.” but then stopped and looked at him. This wasn’t the correct response, I know all he wanted was for me to just do it without complaint, but my old stubbornness returned briefly.
“Do you want a punishment?” he said calmly. I shook my head. “Well do it then.”
I looked at him, I could tell he was seeing my mind go around in circles. I certainly did not want a punishment. So I knew I had to do it.
I fell to my knees as Master lowered his trousers, taking his cock in my mouth I waited for the slow flow of warm piss. Master started to stroke my hair, talking to me all the time, saying how proud he was, how I was his special serf and no one gets to enjoy this special moment and it takes a very special serf to do this. His soft words made it easier to drink. This is something Master realised he had a kink for and has taken a while to get me to do it, it’s not a task I enjoy, but what I do enjoy is pleasing him, so if this is his kink, I will do it. My hands held his thighs tightly as I started to make moaning noises, protests but Master only continued his talk. He said he hoped those were moans of enjoyment, I think they were a mix of both. But even though this is not a task I love, the connection, the bond we feel encourages me to do it, from the beginning to the end, I hear the proudness in his voice. How can I, as his serf refuse him.
My toileting finished Master helped me up, ( always a major struggle when I’ve been kneeling, ) once up, he kissed me deeply, then I went to rinse my mouth.
“ You deserve a reward for doing that, I will give you a 5 minute over the knee spanking, you can choose the toy. “ he told me. “Thank you Master,” I said, going to give him a hug. Unfortunately, we never got the opportunity to play.
Until this morning. We had been watching The Joy of Sex Toys, about the set toy company, Lovehoney. There were a few items I said to Master that sounded fun, so we were both online searching for them, me on Lovehoney, him on Aliexpress. Then E came down, getting his protein shake for breakfast. I never turned the program off, and soon he was looking up, with shock. “What are you both watching?” he asked. Master told him and he shook his head. “Should people not wanna use these toys babe ?” I asked, laughing. “ No, it’s not that, it’s the fact they’ve made a programme about it.” he said, but his eyes didn’t move away from the TV.
Once he left, Master got up, “ Right, I think you’re owed a spanking, get your bottom up the stairs now. He told me, already climbing the stairs, he had tidied the bed, taken his dressing gown off, he climbed into the middle the bed, getting himself comfy. I quickly unfastened my dressing gown and hung it up.
“Get your toy out. “ Master told me, as I rummaged about until I found it. I passed it to him, as I climbed on the bed and over his legs. He pulled me closer to him, spreading my legs more, I grabbed a pillow to hug, as Master started stroking my back, the palm paddle already on his hand felt cold on my skin. He rubbed it around my cheeks before the spanking started. Firm but nice smacks followed as I murmured into the pillow. Then they became harder, sharper, my ouches became louder as Master spanked my entire backside and legs. I started to squirm around, Master pulled me closer and held me firmly with one hand, harder and harder until it wasn’t a nice gentle OTK spanking. This hurt a lot, then Master changed speed and power again, going gentle once more. Slowly I relaxed over his knee again, my moans became one of pleasure. Pausing a moment, he stroked my back and I felt myself melt into Masters lap and the bed.
Then just as I was super relaxed, Master went down with the paddle hard, severe swats hit my sit spots, as Master had lifted my cheeks up so he could gain good access. My bottom was still recovering from our last play with the vampire paddle, and it was still bruised internally, so these powerful swats were hurting so badly. I screeched into the pillow as Masters other hand came to my head to hold me down. Swat after swat, who knows how many. These days I just gauge it on how super hard he hits, but soon, I was grateful as he took the paddle off his hand. He ran his fingers over my burning skin, watching my body flinch and twitch then as he ran his nails up and down, I relaxed again, enjoying the different sensations.
I lifted my bum to meet his hands then heard him chuckle, as I moved my knees up so my ass stuck out more. Then he started doing little pinches, in between my crack, a twist and ping, twist and ping, firmer and harder. Digging my head into the pillow so I could bury my screams, Master started pinching my cheeks then, right over my sit spot, bigger and bigger pinches until he pinched right over the badly bruised part of each cheek. Masters hand held my neck down as he held onto that pinch firmer, tighter, squeezing harder, for a long time, my muffled screams became screeches. He let go and I felt my body collapse onto his legs, I must have been holding my body so tightly without realising.
Breathing heavily into the pillow, Master stroked my back until he felt me relax. Then he repeated this process on my other cheek, the one that’s still really sore from last time. Nails scratched raw skin, fingers gave sharp pinches, bigger, thicker pinches. Then I felt his thumb press down on my bruised area, my eyes bulged as my head reared up, and I began to squirm. A sharp slap over the same area stopped me continuing. He brought his hand down to my head, holding it into the pillow as he pinched the cheek. I screeched so harshly I gave myself a sore throat, trying to move my head but grateful I couldn’t at the same time, neighbours would be thinking I was being murdered and phone the police lol.
Seriously though, this was a new step of pain, I’m struggling to describe it.
I think this beats any of my most severe punishments !!!
Finally he let go, resting both hands on my back, rubbing me, stroking my hair, as I tried to regain some composure. Breathing so heavily it took a long time before i felt calm again. “Right up on your knees, in front of me please. You’re tits haven’t had a play with this paddle.” I groaned, Master said he hoped he heard an excited moan, Yes, I muttered, getting into position, putting my hands on his ankles. He slid his hand into the paddle, smoothing it over my tit, then he slapped it, it was probably a gentle swat but on my tits it was rated severe. A few swats on one, then the other, my hands going up but not onto my tits or Masters arms, but he told me off, warning me not to move. Then he continued and as my arms moved, he swatted harder, making me yelp, complaining that they hadn’t really moved. He slapped my face, telling not to argue, pouting I was soon crying out as my tits got a beating. Slapping downwards to get the nipples, grabbing one tit under the nipple he pulled it roughly towards him, I gasped as I fell forward. And the paddle went down on my nipple, but Master kept hold of my tit, doing it again and again. Until he finally let go, but before I had chance to recover he repeated this on the other tit. My mind was going haywire, tempted to claw him with my nails, punch him, hit his cock which was just there. I do love this roughness in play, I’m not gonna lie, I do, but I don’t enjoy it on my tits. I know it doesn’t matter if I enjoy it or not but I struggle to make my face look like I am, and not that I get so angry I wanna punch him. Master wants me to show I’m enjoying it, but I don’t know how. He’s enjoying it, he loves doing it and he loves seeing the anger in my face, yet today he said smile, show me you’re enjoying it.
Is this where I struggle as his submissive ? Do other slaves look like they enjoy the brutal attack on them ? Ones I’ve watched on video don’t.
But Master enjoys the play and that’s the main thing isn’t it !
His next onslaught on my poor tits really made me struggle with the safe word again. He pinched the nipples hard, very hard, twisting one way then the other.
Then pulling himself up to face me, he held my chin, so we could see each other’s eyes, then as he sat back, he pulled my nipple with him. My eyes bulged once more, as just at the last minute, he pinched and released, as my body fell into him. Doing it again, I watched the humour in his eyes, they sparkled devilish mischief, in the background a devil’s red rim of fire, yes he really was loving this.
Changing to the next tit, he repeated again. My face must have looked like fury, mixed with pain, through gritted teeth, there should have been fire blowing through my nose, as my mind considered punching his most prized possession. Of course I’d never do it, the safe word came to mind, but never left me again.
My poor nipples were burning, as he took both once again and pulled, my arms flapped ridiculously, my eyes flared, I sucked in deeply, the safe word, the safe word. But no, I kept going, his eyes looked so fucking sexy, how can I think these devilish, mischievous eyes looked sexy, but fuck they did. Plus the smirk that went with them looked so hot, I wanted to kiss him long and hard. But the pain was jumbling my thoughts, I wanted to hate him, but in fact I loved him more. I just don’t understand all these feelings, are they natural ? I just don’t know.
Finally the tit torture was over, or so I thought. No. NO NOT MORE PLEASE.
He lifted one, cupped in his hand, so my nipple was between thumb and finger. Then he sucked on it, and bit down. I think I felt close to passing out now, my arms flailing around, I tried to move backwards but couldn’t. All previous thoughts whirled around, my quiet screeches became frenzied as he pulled back, letting the nipple go and bounce back. Fire, pain, burn, pain.
I glared at him whilst he chuckled. “I don’t know why anyone wants to do this to someone, it’s brutal.” I murmured. Sudden panic, I shouldn’t have said that. But Master replied, “Because I love it. And this is the only way I get to see your face whilst I’m playing.” he said, kissing me. “Smile at me,” Master told me, but I struggled with that. An evil chuckle then Master sat up, cupping the other tit. I pulled again, begging him not too. Please No. PLEASE.
Pulling me towards him, he let go of my tit and gently, smoothed the hair away from my face, tucking it behind my ears. I thought it was a lovely caring moment, until he slapped me face, left, right, left, right again. My cheeks were burning, he grabbed my chin, saying, “Do as you’re told serf.” Half a dozen slaps on each cheek, then he lay back again. Watching me a minute as I sat feeling the after-effects of the slaps. I kinda liked it, the burning sensation turned me on, in fact the entire process from him moving my hair, to the slap, to the moving my hair, seeing how much he loved me in his eyes, those eyes that showed a dozen different feelings all at once, those eyes that are the reason why I never say the safe word.
The reason why I wasn’t angry when he continued to slap me. My clit started to throb now, hard with so much desire.
But when he returned to the nipple that hadn’t been bitten, fear ran through my veins. Cupping my tit, he licked the nipple then sucked on it hard. Until his teeth bit down, and I couldn’t help but scream. The pain, shocking my body, my brain, sending my arms flailing around again. I needed the safe word, but again, it wouldn’t come out of my mouth, I felt confused. Does this mean, deep down, I did enjoy it, I only had to mutter those words and Master would stop. He wouldn’t be angry, he would know I just reached my limit, so does this mean, I haven’t got to that stage yet? Surely not! When he let go, I let out a scary screech, collapsing on top of him, trying to breath deeply, to ease the pain, it worked a little bit.
I wondered if I should practice deep breathing to help get through Masters play.
It doesn’t help much with my back pain but I could try, like a bit of meditation.
I will have a think about it.
I stayed over him for several minutes, both tits throbbed so much. My body felt so much pain, I was completely shattered. Master gently stroked me, waiting patiently until he sensed I was okay again. “Now would serf like anything else ?” he asked softly as I sat up nodding. “To cum.” I whispered. “Okay, get 1 toy then.” he said, knowing I would say that. I reached for the drawer with the dildos ect, I grabbed a mat, lube and picked my favourite glass corkscrew dildo, “Oh, I see, what you mean is you wanna soak Master with your cum, you wanna squirt all over me.” I giggled, of course that’s what I wanted. Master arranged the mat over the bed and himself, telling me to turn around between my legs, head down, bottom up. As I got myself into position, he asked, “Do you not like me playing rough ?” immediately I replied, “Yes, I love it, I just don’t enjoy my breasts getting played with. They are just so sensitive but I know you love doing it.” “Good girl,” Master replied, stroking my ass as I got settled. He dripped some lube over my ass hole, making me jump with its coldness, feeling him roll the dildo in it, then slowly he screwed the dildo into my pussy. The sensation is almost indescribable, except it’s fucking amazing. Each twist awoke nerves, turning me on more and more, pushing my ass back onto the dildo, until slowly the entire length filled my pussy. Pausing a moment, then Master started to thrust it, in and out, fast and slow, hard then gentle, suddenly when I pushed down towards the bed, I felt the dildo connect with my g-spot. I moaned loudly, trying to connect it again, feeling the build up of an orgasm, I heard my juices start to flow down the dildo, a squelching noise plus a quiet clink of the glass on my rings, it was such an erotic sound, as the squelching grew louder, I thrust my ass onto the dildo harder, guttural sounds coming from me, “Cum for me serf, cum hard.” Master told me as I thrust faster, the build up so intense, the noises becoming louder from my mouth and my pussy, my cum squirting out as I let out this animalistic howl from the back of my throat. Master kept this orgasm going as he went even faster with the dildo, as I felt myself come down, I was immediately brought back to that spot, over and over, cum still flowing out, until my pussy started to feel bruised, the onslaught began to hurt. But I still thrust myself onto the beautiful glass dildo, until I collapsed on the bed, totally spent, panting heavily, Master lay back and just enjoyed the sight, waiting until I had recovered. Sweat covered my body, sends chills as it started to dry, staying like this for a few minutes. Slowly I felt Master unwind the dildo, bringing senses alive again, the used pussy no longer sore, as he pulled out completely then held it against my asshole, slowly starting to wind it in, as it came to that ring of muscle, he forced it in, each twist sending a jolt to that muscle as it stretched open then closed a bit, over and over as the dildo worked its way in. As it reached the end, Master lay back again, admiring this sight, soon though he was sat up, pumping the dildo into my ass, I moaned and groaned as deep feelings started to rise once more, when I started to thrust backwards, I felt it hit my g-spot. This had never happened before when somethings in my ass, but I felt myself start to cum again, as I groaned I felt myself start to squirt again. Master slipped his fingers into my soaking pussy, hitting my g-spot with one hand, holding the dildo with the other, I started to squirt once more, hot liquid left my burning pussy, covering Master’s hand but knowing he didn’t care. Then he started to pump the dildo once more, bringing me to another orgasm, leaving me breathless and spent again. Slowly, Master unwound the dildo, releasing it from my ass, wiping my ass and pussy clean with the mat, he rolled it up with the dildo inside, and dropped it on the floor. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted from such an intense play,Master lay back, relaxing into the cushions once more.
As we both recovered, Master instructed me to suck him off, So turning around, I faced his cock, kissing his tummy, I tongued and kissed his pubic hair, then kissed his thick, hard shaft. The silver ball from his PA, peeked out from hs foreskin, all shiny and wet with pre-cum. I greedily went down to lick it all up, enjoying the sweet, delicate flavor. Master had a different PA in, it was a twisty one I’ve played with before, but it moved from side to side so the first time I tried giving him a blowjob, I felt it got in the way. But this time I just moved it with my tongue. Sitting up a bit, I stroked his balls with my nails, the area between asshole and balls he loved being tickled so I went from there up and around his balls finally over his shaft. I felt his cock twitch and dance about as Master groaned. His eyes closed, his passion showed in his face as he relaxed, enjoying is blowjob. Soon, I licked more pre-cum from his tip, I opened my mouth wide as i lowered down, closing my mouth only when I reached the base. The big ball hit my throat, making me pull away just a little, I nibbled the side of his shaft, then moving the PA to the other side, I nibbled that part, my teeth grating over the insides of his cock. Pulling the PA balls, Master took some photos of me biting the PA, trying to smile at the same time, but only came out like a grimace as it took a lot to bite it, hold onto it and pull it back, It used all my facial muscles, but I could tell Maser liked it anyway. His hidden ring, at the back of his shaft peeked at me, so I reached down, licking it, biting and pulling very gently, this one was tender so I had to be careful. I loved playing with this ring, no one knows it’s there except us, it’s our kinky secret, but what a hot fucking secret it was.
Going down on Master’s cock, I felt it grow once more, bobbing about in my mouth, carefully I pushed his foreskin down so I could nibble the head, My tongue exploring, dipping into the hole, feeling around the base of his head, all my favourite acts of play. I soon heard the familiar groans of Master getting ready to cum. I changed speed then, hard sucking, nibbling, doing down and up, my lips had a firm hold of him, as I continued, feeling him twitch in excitement. When I went down once more, Master muttered, “Get ready to take all my cum serf, it’s coming, it’s on it’s way.” His head grew, I continued to suck harder, as I felt more sweet pre-cum enter my mouth, then lightening shots of cum exploded. Filling my mouth full, but it still shot out, I managed to swallow as his cock was still erupting.
( I’m not very good at swallowing with him still in my mouth, it takes some concentration for some reason, I usually wait until he had finished, then swallow once, but Master always has a large supply of cum ) and today was no exception, as he had gone a few days without emptying his balls. It took a few gulps before he was finally empty as his cock went flaccid, I cleaned his cock then slid his foreskin over again, before sitting up. I climbed next to him as we lay together, recovering from another wild fucking, We were both sated and very very satisfied.