Once Master stopped swatting He ran His fingers over the raised welts His fingers had made, then I felt Him slide His fingers along the crack of my ass and down till He could thrust two fingers deeply inside my wet cunt. I moaned softly and wanted to beg to cum, I was so close and Joy’s eyes were penetrating just as hard as His fingers.
"Master, " I stuttered, as my body started to shake with need "this slut needs to cum, may I?"
"My slut needs to cum huh?" He asked as His fingers wiggled and plunged in and out.
"Y—y—yess, please!" I begged.
He waited till I almost couldn’t hold it back any longer and stopped, withdrawing His fingers. I moaned in disappointment. I had to fight and struggle to regain control. I felt something touch the wet opening of my soaked pussy. I wasn’t sure what it was, I wanted to reach back and feel it, but I didn’t dare move for fear of losing control and cumming without permission.
"My slut wants to cum does she?"
"God, yes, please Master, I want to cum for You so bad!"
"Then I suggest you push back against this bottle and cum."
Fear gripped me hard, bottle! He said bottle. I felt an instant layer of sweat coating my forehead. I trembled uncontrollably, trying to hold on to control, trying to swallow back the apprehension I have towards bottles. An apprehension Master was fully aware of, but was the need to cum going to be stronger than the fear?
"Master, please?" I begged.
"If my slut wants to cum she will push back and fuck my beer and give it the flavor I desire. Come on pet, you can do this for me, can’t you?"
I started to cry and moan simultaneously, fear, need, which would win out in the end? Panic began to set in and my breathing came out in short gasps. The trembling I was going through made me shake and I could feel the lip of the bottle teasing me, my own body opening to take it in, betraying myself in front of several who were now intently watching. Master knew my mind was screaming and He felt the panic I was beginning to experience.
"PET!" He spoke sharp and loud, His special name for me will always get my attention and calm me.
Instantly I focused at hearing Him so stern. I took another deep breath and exhaled slowly, calming myself.
"Better?" Master asked.
I nodded as tears slowly ran over each cheek. I could still feel the bottle, I could feel how my lips had opened and how wet I was, still needing and wanting to cum.
"Does pet still wish to cum for her Master? I nodded and whispered yes.
"Then you know what you have to do don’t you slut? Push back onto the bottle, fuck it and cum."
I slowly looked around and saw that now not only was Joy and her Master watching, but the men that had noticed me earlier when we had first arrived was standing in the doorway, almost like they were providing a wall of privacy from any others who might have wandered into the backroom. There was another couple in another corner that had been there when we had first walked into the backroom; the female submissive was stroking her clit for her Master as they watched. Joy’s Master was now beside her, her skirt pulled up and He had His fingers on her clit, her pussy glistening with her arousal. Her eyes and mine locking once again, she nodded to me, as if to silently say, yes, it will be okay. I closed my eyes one more time and pushed back.
I felt the long neck of the bottle enter inside of me, it felt cold in contrast to my hot pulsing pussy. I heard several in the room murmur a hushed "yes." When I felt the bottle begin to widen, I stopped and I looked to my Master, He nodded yes, and told me to fuck it if I wanted to cum.
Still so close I began to move back and forth over the bottle being held steadily in place by Master’s hand, pulling back till I felt the tip of the bottle and pushing back onto it till I felt it widen again.
Master bent a little towards me, and asked, "Does slut wish for Master to fuck His good girl?"
In a rushed voice peppered with need, I answered yes.
"Beg pet, beg Me to fuck you with this bottle."
"Please, please Master, fuck Your slut with the bottle."
"Louder!"
"PLEASE MASTER, PLEASE, I BEG YOU, FUCK YOUR SLUT HARDER!"
Master placed a hand against the small of my back holding me hard against the edge of the pool table and with a hard thrust I felt the bottle widen and stretch me, "CUM! SLUT! CUM TO ME NOW!"
My body tightened and I felt how hard the glass was and I came so hard I sprayed juices down both legs, mixed with some of Master’s beer. Joy moaned and her knees buckled as she came for her Master, and the other girl in the corner was cumming too.
Joy had dropped to her knees and begged, her Master and mine to use her tongue to clean my legs. Master looked at me and I nodded yes, yes I wanted so much to feel her tongue. Both Dom’s stood back and watched as Joy licked up each drop of cum and beer that streaked both of my legs. By the time Joy reached the top of my legs and neared my wet cunt I was shaking and begging for her to be allowed to lick me. I felt her moan against my clit and lifted my head to see the other girl now licking Joy. All three of us, cumming together once more before my Master stepped in and picked me up, cradling me in His arms.
"My good good girl." Master whispered in my ear over And over as I softly cried against His chest. He soothed away the tears and stood me up. I looked around to see that no one else was there. They had all left and the door to the back room was closed, giving me and my Master some privacy while He had calmed me.
He smoothed my skirt back into place, and wiped away my smeared makeup, Finally able to look some what composed He took my hand and led me out of the bar and back to our car. I laid my head back against the seat and slept all the way home.
Once Master and I were home, He helped me into the house. I stood there near the front door and Master turned to look at me. He placed His hand at the base of my neck and looked deeply into my eyes, "I am so proud of you tonight pet., but look at what you have done…"
I looked down to where He had His hand on His hard cock through His opened zipper.
"You have your Master so hard He aches slut."
His hand moved and now was squeezing my throat. He let go of His cock and thrust His fingers deep inside my pussy, pushing harder and harder till I had to stand on my tiptoes. Then I remembered, the little tale He whispered so wickedly in my ear at dinner earlier.
I moaned and felt my cunt tighten against His fingers and watched Him smile, He pulled them from me with an almost popping sound. With His hand still tightly against my throat, He made me move with Him till I was slammed hard against a bare wall. I waited to feel His exquisite fingers enter me again, but it didn’t come right away. Instead I felt and heard the silky material of my blouse being torn away in shreds. He lifted my bra over my breasts and dipped His head to take a nipple between His teeth and nibbled so hard it made me cry out.
"Stand right there slut! Don’t you move, understand?" He ordered as He let go of my neck and reached over to where my purse had dropped to the floor. Opening it He pulled my panties from it and held them in front of my face for me to see. At first I thought He would do as He has before and use them to stuff my mouth for a gag, but instead I felt Him glide them softly over my body, teasing me till He reached my parted legs. With several thrusts He used my panties to stuff inside my pussy, soaking up the juices from the times I had already cam tonight. His hand back to my throat holding me tightly against the wall. Once the panties were completely stuffed I felt Him let go of my throat and use His tongue and lips to suck and lick my clit. You wouldn’t think something so soft as my silken panties would hurt so much, but with them soaking up all my wetness the lace on them scratched and made me feel raw within minutes. The stuffing of them filling me and making me feel dry, His mouth working to make me cum, my cunt squeezing against the dry fullness.
I was so close to cumming, but it hurt, and I wanted to fight it, but I just couldn’t. Master’s mouth worked hard against my clit, sucking it hard into His mouth and then a light nibble to make me squeal. Within minutes I was begging to cum like the slut I am for Him.
He removed His mouth and stood, His fingers pulling, pinching and twisting my clit hard. I was screaming I wanted to cum so bad. He laughed and called me a slut, then ordered me to cum, cum all over my panties stuffed in my slut hole He said.
When I started to cum Master pulled the panties out fast and it made me scream and my legs felt like rubber, His hand went back to my throat and squeezed, His other hand brought my cum soaked panties to my mouth and pushed them inside.
Tears ran down my cheeks, which always makes my Master all that much harder. I could taste my cum that seemed to have saturated every thread and fiber of the silk and lace. Master’s fingers plunging deep into my semi-dry pussy, which was already growing wetter and making Him chuckle as He called me a His little cum slut. Within another minute I needed to cum again, but all I could do was plead with my eyes.
Silently pleading, body shaking as I neared orgasm once again, He told me to cum to Him, cum to Him hard and squirt on His hand, I felt myself tighten against His three fingers my cum spraying all over His wrist and dripping down both legs, then He tucked His thumb and I felt that hard push and Master’s hand slid inside twisting and pulling, held tightly against the wall on my tiptoes by Master’s fist.
By the time I stopped cumming, I could no longer stand on my own, removing the panties from my mouth, He picked me up and carried me to our playroom. I groaned thinking that I wasn’t going to be able to take much more tonight but knowing Master was in one of His moods where He wanted to play and He wanted to play hard. Standing outside the door tour playroom, which was set up much like a dungeon, Master held me in His arms and whispered that He had a surprise for me and it was waiting inside. He said that was the purpose of going out in the first place so that my surprise could be delivered and set up. He stood me up for a minute, still holding on to me with one arm and opened the door wide for me to see.
I smiled and squealed gaining an almost instant second wind as my eyes traveled over the newly installed medical table that He was surprising me with, we had talked about getting one for the longest time and now, tonight, here it was at long last.
I giggled and threw my arms around His neck, "Shall we try it out pet?"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm yes,please!"
Master laughed and asked wasn’t I too tired…but I didn’t have to answer, He picked me back and laid me against the new table.
It took only a few minutes to have me stripped naked and secured with my legs in the metal restraints that were curved and allowed my knees to bend and my legs to be held wide open. He placed my leather cuffs at each wrist and secured them to the sides of the table. The end of the table tilted and felt as if it moved away, leaving me to feel as if I were off it’s edge, but I knew I wasn’t or my back would have felt the strain. I watched Him move to the other side and turn a crank which made the leg restraints spread even wider, I felt like I was being pulled apart but yet at the same time I felt so incredibly exposed and so completely vulnerable.
Master undressed, His cock looked so hard I could swear I saw it jerk in anticipation. Precum coated the tip and threatened to drip, He stood close to where my head rested on the table and stepped up onto a step stool, I instinctively turned my face towards Him and licked the tip clean before He allowed me to take Him deep and suck.
I love sucking Master’s cock, I love each and every vein that swells and pulses as He glides over my tongue. The way the head feels when I run my tongue all along the edge and how I can hear that low moan that grows into this roaring groan just before he fills my throat with hot cum. That is when He decides to give me the treat of tasting His cum and not wearing it. But just as I really got into opening my throat to try to take Him deeper which was difficult at the angle we were in, Master pulled away and moved back to between my legs causing me to have to lift my head to see what He was doing, I groaned loudly as I watched Him stroking Himself, I had so wanted that cum in my mouth or on my face, I pulled against the restraints, and Master chuckled as His cum fell across my exposed and open pussy.
"What little one, My little cum slut wanted a taste that bad that you think you could actually get out of those restraints?"
I moaned, "yes, Sir, I wanted to taste you, please, let me taste you, please."
The entire time Master had said what He had and the time it took me to beg for a taste Master had been moving two fingers in and out of my pussy, using His cum to lubricate, as if He had needed any, I was soaked to the point of dripping.
"Sure, pet, you can taste, but you have to cum first, so cum to Me!"
He added a third fingers and stroked hard against my g-spot, my body squeezing His fingers and adding my cum to His.
Holding His fingers close to my lips and then wiping our cum across my lip and under my nose I was then allowed to I open and suck His fingers clean.
"Yes, now that’s better, isn’t it slut?" Master said as He teased my nipples with His other hand.
I nodded yes as I continued to try to lick my upper lip searching for more.
He tweaked each nipple a little harder and then I watched Him walk over to the cabinet and pick out a warm up flogger, one that has hundreds of thin hot pink rubbery strains, a bungee flogger He calls it. I held my breath as I watched Him smile, and then in rapid turning circles He flicked it against my gaping cunt and inner thighs. Master knows how much I love this and of course I never disappoint Him by not asking for more or for Him to go harder. I love and adore that wonderful sting, and the way my pussy and legs turn such a bright glowing pink. It really helps to set me up for what He usually does next, He allows me those marks from the crop on each inner thigh. The marks I will have for days to look at and be proud to wear as His marks. Some days I can sit for hours running my fingers over each one He leaves and before I know it half the day will be gone. Tonight was not to be a disappointment for me either, the bungee was gone and the sting of the crop was making me moan in pleasure and pain.
I knew by feel that I would have at least ten good lasting marks on each leg when He finally put the crop aside and began to place clothespins all over my body. I shivered and trembled and felt my mind drifting as each pin was applied and they began to burn and then go slightly numb and then just like magic the pain they deliver allows me to drift on this submissive cloud. I still find it totally amazing how I could be so into the scene and sometimes even cumming so hard that I my breathing comes out in gasps, but as soon as Master applies those pins, my breathing evens out and there is this peaceful calmness that flows over me and then I am ready for just about anything.
Pins were on my inner thighs, my breasts were covered, some on my stomach and even a few on my feet. I was in heaven, when I felt Master’s fist again playing and twisting, pulling and pushing deep inside my pussy. Fisting is something I have no control over, I can’t control how or when I cum and Master allows me to cum at will when His fist is fucking my cunt so hard I explode over and over His wrist. Cum dribbles down and coats the crack of my ass, after letting me cum this night so many times, He finally withdraws His hand and I feel His hard cock at my ass.
After months of working on the anal issues I had I am finally at the point of being able to accept when my Master wants my ass, although many times He asks me beforehand if I want Him to fuck me there or to take what is His, even though He doesn’t have to ask, and honestly, there are times I wish He wouldn’t and just do it, take what is His. It doesn’t matter during those times what I want, if I should argue back or try to fight Him, it’s still His to take and sometimes I think it would help me as a submissive if during times such as that that He just goes ahead so I never come close to ever thinking it isn’t within His right. Tonight I didn’t give Him the chance to ask, I begged.
"Please, Master, yes, please take what is Yours, fuck my ass, and please Master, please, fuck it hard and deep!" I closed my eyes and felt every tingle coursing throughout my body.
"Open your eyes then pet, open up and see what I brought home with me."
I opened my eyes to see Him lift the bottle form His jacket pocket that laid nearby, I watched as I held my breath, shaking my head from side to side, no, please, not that again. But once again my body was betraying me, I felt my pussy tighten my nipples grew even harder, and I felt my own wetness growing again and dripping over my ass.
"Your body is saying other things, love. Besides, I want it inside you, and since I own that wet cunt I will fill it, and fill it with whatever I choose."
His words were so firmly stated it only caused me to moan louder at the thought of being taken, surrendering and submitting to His desires. Allowing His desires and wishes to become that of mine. I couldn’t say anything, even if I had had the words to say something, anything, anything at all. All I could do was let my head fall back against the table and watch His eyes, and hear His voice.
"That’s it baby, relax for Me, you can do this, just like earlier, only this time it will be easier, you had My fist stretching you so now that wet cunt can take the other end of this bottle and then I promise My little begging slut, I will give you what you so beautifully begged for, My cock deep and hard in that slut ass."
Master turned the bottle and held it by the neck, He squeezed a little lube on it and began to push and twist it into me, I moaned and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt myself begin to open.
"That’s it, just listen to My voice, hear it, and relax for Me. Open up pet, and let Me in."
I let my muscles relax even more and the end of the bottle slid inside, my eyes flew open in surprise and I saw Him smiling as He began to move it slowly in and out. His thumb against my clit, the sound started out so low and deep from somewhere inside of me and grew to a loud scream as I couldn’t hold back and I was cumming hard against the bottle in my pussy. He was moving it faster now and with more ease, I could feel where He was holding on to the neck of the bottle, He had it going in so deep I could feel His finger tips brushing against my stretched lips. Cumming so hard again I squirted He pulled the bottle from me and it made a popping sound and He drove His cock hard and deep into my ass all in one swift movement.
I was so far out into sub space I didn’t feel my Master thrusting as He came hard inside my ass. I didn’t feel Him undo the restraints and pick me up and hold me close for quite some time. Listening to His voice slowly brought me back to where I could finally understand what He was saying, He was telling me how much He loved me, how proud He was of me and now it was time to go to sleep.
Master picked me up and carried me into our bedroom, He went and got a warm washcloth and washed me up a bit and dried me. He helped me under the sheets and blankets and climbed in and drew me close to Him, both our bodies naked and molding like a perfect fit to each other, "Sleep baby, sleep, you made Master so proud tonight, sleep."
End of part 3, Thanks for reading
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