The moment he knew he was screwed

Your skin is pale, your whiskers are a little rough, as if you haven’t shaved. I love the site of you. I love seeing your masculine self. Your muscles are fine, your swagger is a huge turn on for me. Your confidence takes over my mind. You reek of leather, mixed with your own scent, only because you know how much this pleases me.

I take you to our special place. It is a place we made for us. Just US. It is where we escape the normal, leave our problems at the door. It is where we can really let loose of anything and everything. Just to enjoy one another.

When I open the door, the lighting is red, this place is full of different things. There are chains hanging from the ceiling, a wall of whips and floggers, another place where all our toys are on display. There is a bed in the corner. A chair in another, a bdsm bench and plenty of spreader bars long and short. Saint Andrews Cross glows a bright purple and stands out more than any other piece of equipment that we own. My ropes are all hanging in order of use, right next to all the duct tape. Gag balls, nipple clamps, ball stretchers, ball weights, ball busters and other items of cbt are all in a general area with the electoplay items. Fucking machines all have specific places. Everything is beautiful and eye appealing.

Oh it is exciting anytime we open the door to this place. Smell the scents, feel the air, hear the sounds in your mind that will soon take over this place of ours. I start gathering a few things as you are removing your clothes, and taking your kneeling position in the center of the room where one light shines down onto you. Illuminating your submission perfectly. Such beauty in my eyes.

I circle you quietly, taking you in. Studying your feelings, looking for my way in today. You don’t move. I prey on you and look forward to pushing your limits. Your heart is beating faster, you start to tap your finger on your thigh lightly. I push it down with the end of my whip. Every time we meet like this, there are words for you to speak. You have these words memorized as a verse stuck in your brain forever. It is our creed.

“i will communicate with complete honesty my needs, desires, limits, and experience. I realize that failing to do so will not only prevent my Mistress and I from having the best experience possible, but can also lead to physical and emotional harm. i will not try to manipulate my Mistress. i will not push to make a scene go the way i feel it should I will keep an open mind about trying things that i am not accustomed to or comfortable with and expanding my limits. i will continue to grow as a submissive and as a human being. i will accept the responsibility of discovering what pleases my Mistress, and will do my best to fulfill Her wishes and desires. i will not allow myself to be harmed or abused, i know that submissive does not equal "doormat". i belong to my Mistress, i am her property to do as she sees fit.

It pleases me every time I hear these words out of your mouth. You speak them so eloquently. Precise with your tone. As you near the end, your voice begins to crack. You know the things we are about to do, will bring the greatest form of pain mixed with pleasure.

I instruct you to stand and put your hands in front of you where I put heavy chains on your wrists. I move you in a bending position facing the wall, placing your hands on the bars that are there for your gripping. I attach the chains around your wrist to them not allowing for any movement of your hands. I add nipple clamps to your nipples that are also chained to the wall. So you try hard not to move much. You are beginning to sweat a bit. I assure you that you will enjoy this. My calmness is always reassuring to you.

Your breathing is steady, you are trying to remain relaxed and in control of yourself, not yet wanting to let go. Your brain is telling you with each click you hear, that I am gaining one more piece of that control you so desperately want to hang on to. I am now the one in control. I have full control to do as I want or see fit.

Your eyes look worrisome, so I cover them with a sheer blindfold. This allows you to continue watching the things I am going to do, but only if you focus. Words are not being spoken. I am moving about gathering things that I would like to have within my reach. I pull out a cart that has lubes, vibes, dildos, butt plugs, gags and torture items already arranged on it.

I kneel down and fasten straps around your ankles that are attached to a track in the floor. This track allows me to adjust your position as needed quickly without risking your release too soon. As I kneel, you notice the new mirrors that have been placed below you so that you can easily see every angle of what is going on.

As I stand, I drag my fingernails up the back of your legs. You moan with a hint of pleasure. I know you are ready for me. You are ready to know what it is I am about to do. I take my sweet time. I feel your body. I feel your warmth. I feel your willingness. But then, I feel your inner tremble. The tremble you get when you begin to transfer your control completely to me. I welcome this transfer and take it with greatest pleasure.

I then start to talk to you, asking you things, what do you want from me? Why should I give this to you? Do you deserve this? Do you want this? How bad do you want this? Tell me, I am your Mistress. Tell me why you want this. Tell me why I should do this. Tell me how much you will enjoy this. Make me feel this with your words, I say.

As you are telling me, I am letting the leather tails on my flogger drape over your skin. My power is spilling over onto your skin. I hear you ask, Mistress, may I please feel the swing of your whip? Mistress please, you beg. I hear your voice cracking and wondering if you have said the right thing. Just then, I swing and deliver the first crack to your skin. Your body tenses as it accepts the pain. It is light and you ask me again. Mistress, may I please feel the swing of your whip a little harder this time? Mistress please, I beg you. I swing and deliver another, this time a bit harder than the last. You feel it good, and you are having trouble asking for another. But you do after just a moment or two.

I take my time.. Teasing you running my hands all over you. Feeling your body as you stand there so vulnerable. So perfectly. Careful not to move as it pulls your nipples. Moans escape your throat. Your breathing is heavy.

Swing, and the connection is enormous and LOUD. You moan in pleasure. Asking again, one after another. I take my time in delivering and teasing you in the process. I am reaching down, between your legs gripping onto your cock that is snug in your cockcage. Wiggling it some, taunting your want to come out so desperately. Your body aches for me.

I take a moment and rub some out the sting on the last one delivered. As I do, I allow my hands to run down to the cheeks of your ass, then into the crack. You are pressing toward me, pulling the chains to your nipples, inviting me to explore you. I take the invitation and squeeze a generous amount of lube onto my hand before returning it to your ass crack where I spread it all over.

Just then you ask me for another. Instantly I back up and I accommodate with a swing like no other. This delivers a sting to your ass cheeks that needs to be rubbed out immediately. As you let a scream escape your mouth, I take my hand and rub that sting. Letting my hand travel again back to where we were before. Only this time I slide my finger right inside your ass. I hold it there to allow your body to accept me. As soon as you do, you start to move slightly. I begin fingering your ass with just one finger until you are nice and relaxed and starting to enjoy it. I then slip another in, right alongside that one.

Now I am fingering your ass with two fingers as you grip onto the bars and brace for my thrusts. Your breathing is becoming heavier and you are really getting into it. Soon I replaced my fingers with a larger silicone dildo. This is almost too much for you to handle. I take my time and let your body adjust. I know instantly when it is as you then start to push against it again. Carefully not to pull your nipple clamps too much.

I then begin slipping it in and out faster and faster. I have my hand around your cage holding onto it, giving it a pull now and then. This is quickly becoming too much for you to handle. Your breathing is heavy, sweat is pouring down your face. You are asking me if you can cum in your cage. Just then, I stop…. I leave the dildo in your ass as far as it will go. I draw back my whip and swing it. It lands across your lower cheeks on either side of the dildo that is currently buried deep into your ass. You let out a moan of pleasure. I see a long stream of cum escaping your cage.

I know you are cuming right then. You simply cannot hold it any longer. I move the dildo in and out fucking you a little longer and this brings right into you into another one. Only this time you are begging me to cum as you are cumming. Your body is making the decisions for you. You have no control over any of it. Your body is trembling, you are spent. I slowly back out of your ass with the dildo, put that aside. I remove you blindfold and give you a drink. You look at me to release your hands. I simply smile and shake my head no.

Just as your eyes widen, I tell you I am not done with you yet, as I am unfastening your nipple clamps and all the blood rushes back to your nipples you suddenly become wide eyed. Ready for more. I let you adjust for a moment. I then release your legs first. Then your wrists.

When you stand and face me, you are spent. You walk over to the bed where you lay down and I cover you with a nice warm blanket. We snuggle and enjoy each other for quite a good amount of time. Not really talking much. Just beautiful silence. I kiss you deeply, caress your skin and just take you in. The smile on my face tells you I enjoyed this as much as you.

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