Punishment Room (part three)
Part Three
Like the good ************ she desired to be Helen crawled over to me on her knees. She panted against the ball gag in her mouth & I could see her eyes swivel as every movement pushed the rubber cocks strapped into her deep & hard. The chain linked through the ringlet on her collar & attached to her clamps jingled lightly as they tugged at her tortured nipples with each movement.
I was thoroughly enjoying watching her suffer in each laboured step towards me however my desire to push my cock in her mouth was pushing my patience, through a snarl I said “shift your ass slut, I want my cock sucked TO-FUCKING-DAY!”, she immediately quickened her pace, by the time she had reached me she was struggling to suck air past her gag.
As she knelt subserviently between my legs I grabbed at the back of her head & quickly unbuckled her gag, she instantly sucked in gasps of air, I leant down to her & by the hair on the back of her head I pulled her face close to mine, I growled into her face “Your mouth is for my cock..SO GET IT OUT & START SUCKING!!” a crack across her ass with my crop she spurred her into action, her hands tugging desperately at the fly of my jeans.
I sat back as Helen popped open the fly buttons on my jeans & tugged the big feller out, Helens eyes lit up, he’s not a bad size if I’m honest & as I felt Helens warm mouth eagerly envelope the head & work down the shaft, I could tell that she seemed to agree. She worked her mouth back up my thick shaft sucking deeply; she stopped at the top & licked enthusiastically around my swollen head. She used one of her free hands to work my cock in her mouth as she continued to suck & lick passionately.
Christ she felt good, I couldn’t help but rock my hips in time with her sucking, she would stop occasionally & rapidly wank my cock into her mouth, then go back to pushing him as far into her mouth as she could manage. It wasn’t long before I could feel I was getting close to coming, she could sense it in my body language & was working hard to please her Master.
I exploded hot salty cum into her willing mouth, she kept her warm lips enclosed over the head as my body shuddered the last drops out & into her. She swallowed the warm thick liquid & continued to suck at my cock slowly. I could feel my climax fading rapidly & my thoughts refocused in my head. I withdrew my cock from her mouth & I sat back in my chair, Helen swallowed any remaining cum & licked her cherry red lips clean. Through a sly grin I said “not bad slut, you still have plenty to learn though…” I leaned in, pointed beyond her shoulder & whispered “get back over there… position one bitch!”
Again I grinned as I watched Helen struggle to her feet, make her way over to the two white crosses on the floor & assume the position. I got up out of my chair, tucked myself away, gathered my crop & strode over towards her. I sliced my crop through the air & Helen gave a yelp as it tore a bright red stripe across her ass. She responded quickly & rose onto her tiptoes. I marched myself in behind her, pulled the ball gag from my pocket & with a little roughness buckled it back into Helens mouth, she protested a little at the forceful manhandling but once again I didn’t care.
I stepped back from Helen & paced back & forth in front of her whilst I swished my crop enjoying the whip noise it made as it cut through the air. I adopted my matter of fact tone & explained “I have a friend visiting, they should be here any moment now however they maybe a little late. I am not a cruel Master… Well maybe a little…& I need you to conserve a little energy before their arrival”. I stopped pacing, faced her & continued “do as I say, kneel down where you are, each knee is to be on the white cross, clasp your hands behind you & pull your shoulders back, finally lower your head. This is position three. It is a slightly more comfortable position but this is the punishment room so it is only designed to give you some brief rest before you are tested further. Adopt the position now!”.
As Helen got into position I glanced at my watch, as I did so the doorbell rang. I smiled & thought “Perfect timing… marvellous”. I swivelled on my heel, pointed my crop at Helens lowered head & said firmly “I’m going to answer the door.. DO NOT MOVE A FUCKING MUSCLE BITCH! walked to the door, pulled it open sharply & trundled down the stairs to answer the door.
Within a few moments I’d opened the door to my old friend Michaela, she used to be a girlfriend of mine many years ago when I was in the army. Unfortunately we where both incredibly head strong & clashed fiercely, so our relationship dissolved into a mere friendship instead, it was safer for both our sanities. During our time together I had discovered that (a) She was very sexually dominant & not the vanilla girl I thought she was & (b) She was bi-sexual. We stayed friends via facebook & the occasional text, swapping stories & photos of what we’d been up to, or more to the fact, what we had been making our subs do. I’d mentioned to her in a conversation that I had Helen in for training, she had expressed excitement & an eagerness to come & see, so how could I refuse, after all Helen was being learning to be a sub slut & now being punished… & I wanted her to know it!
We hugged on the door step & I invited her in to the warm…
Michaela strode into the punishment room, her high heels clacking noisily on the wooden flooring as she walked. She picked up the crop from the desk & walked purposely towards Helen bending the crop playfully in her hands. I sat down in my chair & made myself comfortable.
Michaela stood in front of Helen, nonchalantly stepped one heel out to her side, placed her hand on her hip & lightly tapped Helen on the shoulder with the crop, as Helen looked up, a little shocked to see a tall leggy blonde in high heels stood before her, Michaela said “I can see why your Master would have a rude little slut like you in his punishment room, has he not beaten any etiquette into you?” she then turned towards me & with a sly grin on her face said “may I?” I grinned back gestured with my hand & replied with a chuckle in my voice “be my guest”…
Helen looked up at Michaela a little confused; Michaela bent over & with a little venom in her tone said “get on your feet when I enter the room bitch!” she gripped the chain on Helens collar & dragged her to her feet with such force the two clamps popped off Helens nipples with an audible snap, I could hear Helens muffled protests behind the gag.
To my amusement Helen stood there with a dumfounded look on her face, Michaela marched around her like she was eying up her prey, her heels making deep sounding taps on the floor as she paced. She swiped the crop across Helens thigh & said firmly “Position one slut… Let’s have a good look at you!”. Helen quickly adopted the position, again the crop left its mark on Helens thigh “stick out those tits slut” Michaela said with a harsh bite. I could feel the blood already returning to my cock as I watched Michaela impose her will upon Helen.
Helen stood trembling with her legs wide apart, the black belt & strap holding fast the black rubber cocks inside her, her hands where clasped behind her head with her elbows back, the red ball of the gag forcing her mouth open… She looked good enough to eat.
Michaela had started to run her long red nails over Helens body, Helen was trying to remain in position but Michaela *****sant scratching & pinching as she explored made her buck & jerk. Every time Helen lost her position, Michaela would add another stripe to Helens thigh or ass with a swish of the crop. Michaela stood behind Helen, unbuckled her gag & dropped it to the floor, she then nestled her mouth behind Helens ear & whispered “Hold this for me slut” she placed the crop in Helens mouth. Michaela slid her hands over Helens pert tits & squeezed each nipple hard enough for Helen to arch her back & cry out. Again Michaela whispered into Helens ear “go & stand by the bed for me whore” then stepped back & patted Helens ass in a play full manner. With the crop still in her mouth her Helen padded obediently towards the side of the bed.
Michaela, on her heels, clicked over to the other side of the bed, hitched up her pencil skirt to reveal her stocking tops, she looked over to me, winked & said cheekily “No panties”, then slid gracefully onto the bed, flicked her hair out so as not to mess it up & parted her legs. She looked up at Helen by the side of the bed, held out her hand & said “give me the crop girl” Helen took the crop from her mouth & handed it to Michaela. With a directional swish of the crop Michaela pointed at her shaven pussy & said firmly “start licking!”.
The view from my comfortable chair was fantastic, I could see Michaela’s long silk covered legs wide apart. Between them, on her knees I could see Helens sexy ass, each curve of her cheeks was decorated with half a dozen red stripes & split by the leather strap holding in the two thick black cocks. I could make out the back of her head bobbing up & down in a bid to satisfy her new Mistress… And by the sound of things her new Mistress was enjoying it.
Before long Michaela was groaning loudly, she was getting quite aroused, throwing insults & commands at Helen to lick & suck harder or slower, this was reinforced with the odd crack of the crop against Helens thighs. Michaela pushed Helens face from her soaking wet pussy & said breathlessly “Lay down on your back slut”. Helen obeyed & Michaela less than gracefully sat up, pulled her heels off & chucked them on the floor. Helen was now lying on her back; Michaela stood a little unsteady on the mattress, hitched her skirt back up & sat down on Helens face.
From my position I could see the soles of Helens stocking covered feet up to the thick black leather harness around her waist to the pert mounds of her tits. Michaela was sat with her knees either side of Helens face which was buried deep into her wet cunt. Michaela was grinding her pussy into Helens face & repeatedly saying “lick my cunt bitch, that’s it lick it good…. Stick your tongue in my ass slut, ooh! That’s good, I’m going to cum on your face whore & you’re going to lick me clean!”
I must admit, at this point I had a raging hard on! …. Hey!.. I’m only human!
By now Michaela was moaning passionately, grinding her hips rapidly as she fucked Helens face, Michaela’s nails dug into Helens tits as she shuddered to a noisy orgasm, her grinding slowed to softer, deeper pace….. After a few breathless pants & a flick of her hair, Michaela climbed off the bed, adjusted her skirt & walked towards me. She stopped short of where I was seated & handed me the crop. A little out of breath she said “not bad…. I need a glass of wine”, I pointed to the door & said “in the fridge down stairs, help yourself”, she smiled & headed to the door, I leaned over my shoulder & shouted after her “pour three glasses, we’ll be down in a minute!”..
Helen lay still on the bed, I could see her chest rising & falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. I stood up & walked over to her. I stroked some hair from the sticky mess on her face, smiled & said softly “The bathroom is across the hallway, clean yourself up & join us in the kitchen for a glass of wine….
……Oh!... And keep the harness on slave.
M.
Like the good ************ she desired to be Helen crawled over to me on her knees. She panted against the ball gag in her mouth & I could see her eyes swivel as every movement pushed the rubber cocks strapped into her deep & hard. The chain linked through the ringlet on her collar & attached to her clamps jingled lightly as they tugged at her tortured nipples with each movement.
I was thoroughly enjoying watching her suffer in each laboured step towards me however my desire to push my cock in her mouth was pushing my patience, through a snarl I said “shift your ass slut, I want my cock sucked TO-FUCKING-DAY!”, she immediately quickened her pace, by the time she had reached me she was struggling to suck air past her gag.
As she knelt subserviently between my legs I grabbed at the back of her head & quickly unbuckled her gag, she instantly sucked in gasps of air, I leant down to her & by the hair on the back of her head I pulled her face close to mine, I growled into her face “Your mouth is for my cock..SO GET IT OUT & START SUCKING!!” a crack across her ass with my crop she spurred her into action, her hands tugging desperately at the fly of my jeans.
I sat back as Helen popped open the fly buttons on my jeans & tugged the big feller out, Helens eyes lit up, he’s not a bad size if I’m honest & as I felt Helens warm mouth eagerly envelope the head & work down the shaft, I could tell that she seemed to agree. She worked her mouth back up my thick shaft sucking deeply; she stopped at the top & licked enthusiastically around my swollen head. She used one of her free hands to work my cock in her mouth as she continued to suck & lick passionately.
Christ she felt good, I couldn’t help but rock my hips in time with her sucking, she would stop occasionally & rapidly wank my cock into her mouth, then go back to pushing him as far into her mouth as she could manage. It wasn’t long before I could feel I was getting close to coming, she could sense it in my body language & was working hard to please her Master.
I exploded hot salty cum into her willing mouth, she kept her warm lips enclosed over the head as my body shuddered the last drops out & into her. She swallowed the warm thick liquid & continued to suck at my cock slowly. I could feel my climax fading rapidly & my thoughts refocused in my head. I withdrew my cock from her mouth & I sat back in my chair, Helen swallowed any remaining cum & licked her cherry red lips clean. Through a sly grin I said “not bad slut, you still have plenty to learn though…” I leaned in, pointed beyond her shoulder & whispered “get back over there… position one bitch!”
Again I grinned as I watched Helen struggle to her feet, make her way over to the two white crosses on the floor & assume the position. I got up out of my chair, tucked myself away, gathered my crop & strode over towards her. I sliced my crop through the air & Helen gave a yelp as it tore a bright red stripe across her ass. She responded quickly & rose onto her tiptoes. I marched myself in behind her, pulled the ball gag from my pocket & with a little roughness buckled it back into Helens mouth, she protested a little at the forceful manhandling but once again I didn’t care.
I stepped back from Helen & paced back & forth in front of her whilst I swished my crop enjoying the whip noise it made as it cut through the air. I adopted my matter of fact tone & explained “I have a friend visiting, they should be here any moment now however they maybe a little late. I am not a cruel Master… Well maybe a little…& I need you to conserve a little energy before their arrival”. I stopped pacing, faced her & continued “do as I say, kneel down where you are, each knee is to be on the white cross, clasp your hands behind you & pull your shoulders back, finally lower your head. This is position three. It is a slightly more comfortable position but this is the punishment room so it is only designed to give you some brief rest before you are tested further. Adopt the position now!”.
As Helen got into position I glanced at my watch, as I did so the doorbell rang. I smiled & thought “Perfect timing… marvellous”. I swivelled on my heel, pointed my crop at Helens lowered head & said firmly “I’m going to answer the door.. DO NOT MOVE A FUCKING MUSCLE BITCH! walked to the door, pulled it open sharply & trundled down the stairs to answer the door.
Within a few moments I’d opened the door to my old friend Michaela, she used to be a girlfriend of mine many years ago when I was in the army. Unfortunately we where both incredibly head strong & clashed fiercely, so our relationship dissolved into a mere friendship instead, it was safer for both our sanities. During our time together I had discovered that (a) She was very sexually dominant & not the vanilla girl I thought she was & (b) She was bi-sexual. We stayed friends via facebook & the occasional text, swapping stories & photos of what we’d been up to, or more to the fact, what we had been making our subs do. I’d mentioned to her in a conversation that I had Helen in for training, she had expressed excitement & an eagerness to come & see, so how could I refuse, after all Helen was being learning to be a sub slut & now being punished… & I wanted her to know it!
We hugged on the door step & I invited her in to the warm…
Michaela strode into the punishment room, her high heels clacking noisily on the wooden flooring as she walked. She picked up the crop from the desk & walked purposely towards Helen bending the crop playfully in her hands. I sat down in my chair & made myself comfortable.
Michaela stood in front of Helen, nonchalantly stepped one heel out to her side, placed her hand on her hip & lightly tapped Helen on the shoulder with the crop, as Helen looked up, a little shocked to see a tall leggy blonde in high heels stood before her, Michaela said “I can see why your Master would have a rude little slut like you in his punishment room, has he not beaten any etiquette into you?” she then turned towards me & with a sly grin on her face said “may I?” I grinned back gestured with my hand & replied with a chuckle in my voice “be my guest”…
Helen looked up at Michaela a little confused; Michaela bent over & with a little venom in her tone said “get on your feet when I enter the room bitch!” she gripped the chain on Helens collar & dragged her to her feet with such force the two clamps popped off Helens nipples with an audible snap, I could hear Helens muffled protests behind the gag.
To my amusement Helen stood there with a dumfounded look on her face, Michaela marched around her like she was eying up her prey, her heels making deep sounding taps on the floor as she paced. She swiped the crop across Helens thigh & said firmly “Position one slut… Let’s have a good look at you!”. Helen quickly adopted the position, again the crop left its mark on Helens thigh “stick out those tits slut” Michaela said with a harsh bite. I could feel the blood already returning to my cock as I watched Michaela impose her will upon Helen.
Helen stood trembling with her legs wide apart, the black belt & strap holding fast the black rubber cocks inside her, her hands where clasped behind her head with her elbows back, the red ball of the gag forcing her mouth open… She looked good enough to eat.
Michaela had started to run her long red nails over Helens body, Helen was trying to remain in position but Michaela *****sant scratching & pinching as she explored made her buck & jerk. Every time Helen lost her position, Michaela would add another stripe to Helens thigh or ass with a swish of the crop. Michaela stood behind Helen, unbuckled her gag & dropped it to the floor, she then nestled her mouth behind Helens ear & whispered “Hold this for me slut” she placed the crop in Helens mouth. Michaela slid her hands over Helens pert tits & squeezed each nipple hard enough for Helen to arch her back & cry out. Again Michaela whispered into Helens ear “go & stand by the bed for me whore” then stepped back & patted Helens ass in a play full manner. With the crop still in her mouth her Helen padded obediently towards the side of the bed.
Michaela, on her heels, clicked over to the other side of the bed, hitched up her pencil skirt to reveal her stocking tops, she looked over to me, winked & said cheekily “No panties”, then slid gracefully onto the bed, flicked her hair out so as not to mess it up & parted her legs. She looked up at Helen by the side of the bed, held out her hand & said “give me the crop girl” Helen took the crop from her mouth & handed it to Michaela. With a directional swish of the crop Michaela pointed at her shaven pussy & said firmly “start licking!”.
The view from my comfortable chair was fantastic, I could see Michaela’s long silk covered legs wide apart. Between them, on her knees I could see Helens sexy ass, each curve of her cheeks was decorated with half a dozen red stripes & split by the leather strap holding in the two thick black cocks. I could make out the back of her head bobbing up & down in a bid to satisfy her new Mistress… And by the sound of things her new Mistress was enjoying it.
Before long Michaela was groaning loudly, she was getting quite aroused, throwing insults & commands at Helen to lick & suck harder or slower, this was reinforced with the odd crack of the crop against Helens thighs. Michaela pushed Helens face from her soaking wet pussy & said breathlessly “Lay down on your back slut”. Helen obeyed & Michaela less than gracefully sat up, pulled her heels off & chucked them on the floor. Helen was now lying on her back; Michaela stood a little unsteady on the mattress, hitched her skirt back up & sat down on Helens face.
From my position I could see the soles of Helens stocking covered feet up to the thick black leather harness around her waist to the pert mounds of her tits. Michaela was sat with her knees either side of Helens face which was buried deep into her wet cunt. Michaela was grinding her pussy into Helens face & repeatedly saying “lick my cunt bitch, that’s it lick it good…. Stick your tongue in my ass slut, ooh! That’s good, I’m going to cum on your face whore & you’re going to lick me clean!”
I must admit, at this point I had a raging hard on! …. Hey!.. I’m only human!
By now Michaela was moaning passionately, grinding her hips rapidly as she fucked Helens face, Michaela’s nails dug into Helens tits as she shuddered to a noisy orgasm, her grinding slowed to softer, deeper pace….. After a few breathless pants & a flick of her hair, Michaela climbed off the bed, adjusted her skirt & walked towards me. She stopped short of where I was seated & handed me the crop. A little out of breath she said “not bad…. I need a glass of wine”, I pointed to the door & said “in the fridge down stairs, help yourself”, she smiled & headed to the door, I leaned over my shoulder & shouted after her “pour three glasses, we’ll be down in a minute!”..
Helen lay still on the bed, I could see her chest rising & falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. I stood up & walked over to her. I stroked some hair from the sticky mess on her face, smiled & said softly “The bathroom is across the hallway, clean yourself up & join us in the kitchen for a glass of wine….
……Oh!... And keep the harness on slave.
M.
12年前
