The Slave's Progress
She knew why he had come back.
He felt the lump in his throat as she sauntered into the room.
The mistress was beautiful. He stammered in reply to her questions.
“Yes this session will be
good” She said.. “I will see how much of your training you
have forgotten since last we met’
He did not know she planned much
more than this. Because he had returned, it was now time for the slave
to truly give himself to her She was going to break him. Only by
stripping away his ego could she truly possess him. She would conquer
his body and his psyche
He crawled into the dungeon
after his shower and enema. There she was sitting on a chair: - leather
corset, thigh high boots, jutting breasts and red lips. His cock was
already standing to attention showing its respect.
She stared at him disdainfully
“Come over here on your knees slave”
First came the ritual: -the hood and the collar.
Then the commands…
“I am glad that hood
covers your ugly face, You are nobody in here, an anonymous faceless
unknown, You are a piece of the furniture—here for my
entertainment, You will take what I give you and you won’t
complain. If you do I’m not going to listen anyway.
That’s what the gag is for”
“Now bend over that bench
you dumb fuck. You are my gimp, my sex toy and I am going have fun. I
am going to tie you down so you don’t squirm when I thrash you
and if you whimper you will be gagged so I don’t have to listen
to your pathetic noises,”
He bent over as she fastened his
legs apart with a spreader and then roped his arms and legs over the
bench until movement was impossible. The light touch of her gloves made
him shiver as they brushed him.
Soon the slaps began, first with
her hands building to a crescendo on his buttocks. He began to wince
with each blow and wondered how he would take all her punishment, He
knew this was only beginning/. The strokes were given passionately,
sometimes delayed to heighten his anticipation. As the stings became
worse his cock became soft, but this was her aim:- to remove his
pleasure and have him purely suffers.
The intensity became fierce,
next the strap then the paddle. He felt the heat radiate from his
bottom. His body became limp under her blows but the gag in his mouth
stopped his cries of pain. It seemed to go on forever as each stroke
seared his bottom further
Then it was over. Calm respite ensued until she spoke.
“Poke your arse in the air
you disgusting slut. I’m going to stretch you wide open. I have a
huge plug here. You will take this plug and if you have problems we
will keep trying till you do.” He couldn't’t see what he had
in her hands as he was still strapped down, but he suddenly felt a
pressure between his cheeks. Slowly the pressure built and an
uncomfortable sensation grew massively but still she kept gently
pressing. “Now comes the widest part” she said and a brief
intense ache startled him until his rectum reluctantly swallowed the
plug and the massive thing lay inside him.
“Very good slave”
she exclaimed triumphantly as she secured the plug into his hole.
“Now you will get further punishment!”
He felt a searing pain on his
already burning bottom. It felt like a knife. He wriggled in agony but
she persisted. He didn't know what she was doing but she delighted in
his terror and the pain kept on. “A different
sensation” she laughed. Finally she stopped rolling the pin wheel
on his bottom and he relaxed.
She untied his ropes but left
the plug inside filling him up. She ordered him into the sling. The
plug came out easily. He lay there passively, knowing and wanting what
was coming, She knew that time her gimp would fully open for her.
She gazed into his eyes as he
felt her fingers pushing until the full feeling returned. But this time
it was mistress who was invading him. He could tell by the pleasurable
discomfort between his legs that she had succeeded. Other times she had
tried and his body had resisted but this time she had easily forced her
full hand inside. She reveled in her conquest as she gently fucked him
with her arm.
“You’re really my little puppet now” she cried
After an interlude of pleasure
she moved him onto the bench. He lay back exhausted as she removed her
panties and climbed up to stand astride him.
“You disgusting thing’ she cried. ‘I’m going to piss all over you”.
She scowled at him, arched her back and the golden liquid sprayed out between her legs covering his cock and torso,
“I want you to rub it in” she cried
He did as he was commanded. He rubbed her piss over his cock and belly.
Next thing he knew she had climbed down from the bench and her fist was back inside him.
“Now cum for me you pathetic gimp!”.
He rubbed his cock hard and his ecstasy came quickly as his pelvis contracted in spasms of joy around her hand.
After, he rested on the bench gazing at the mistress, knowing this time she had truly changed him forever.
