One day I was showering and my breasts had been aching to be expressed. I was under a warm shower massaging my breasts and milk was squirting and flowing out. The relief made me hot and I was going to massage myself through an orgasm soon. Suddenly a voice said, "Oh, I am sorry, excuse me." I opened my eyes and saw Cassie, a very sweet redheaded girl that was shy. She was coming in to shower and was leaving quickly. "No wait, It is okay." I said. She came back in, "Really, I can go." "No it is okay." She came in and took a shower head near mine. She was looking at me trying not to stare and I felt warm by her gaze. "It is okay," I said. "They are all mine." "That is obvious" she said. "Mine are hardly anything, yours are what all the guys talk about." "Really?" I said. "Yeh." I had begun massaging them and milk sprayed out all over. "Oh wow, what is that?" she almost squealed. "Oh, milk, I had a baby and it was put up for adoption and now I have all this milk that I have to get rid of." She was staring as I massaged them and the milk flowed. "You can touch them if you want to." I told her. "Really?" "Yeh, go ahead." She stepped to me and did not just touch them but took them both in her small hands and massaged them "Oh yes, that feels so good." I said. Suddenly her mouth was on the nipples and she was sucking them getting the milk from them, first one then the other. I was building to an orgasm and then her fingers were between my legs and I spread them and an orgasm sprayed her hand.

I pulled her up and looked into her eyes and we kissed. "Thanks" I told her, "I needed that so bad." "I loved it, can we go to bed together?" she sighed. "Sure, when?" I said. "My parents are gone this weekend, come over Friday night and we have all weekend." "Okay" I told her and kissed again. She gave me her address and phone number and soon I found myslef the next evening at her door, knocking and wet. We practically jumped into bed and were naked in a second. We made love for an hour then she was kissing my neck and a sound came from her that scared me...."Mooooooo.." I stopped cold, "What did you say?" I said. She looked me in the eyes and said, "I said, Mooooooo. Say Moooo for me Teresa." "Why are you doing this, I thought we were friends." I asked me beginning to cry. She had my breasts in her hands and squeezed them hard making me cry out. Then there were several girls laughing and I tried to get up but Cassie held me down. "Well, the cow is in bed with Cassie. HOw did she get you here cow?" the girl said. "PLease, don't call me a cow." I begged trying to move but now they had moved to the bed and each was holding me down. THey all took off their clothes and the first one sat next to me and twisted my nipple. I cried out and was begining to cry, tears all over my face. "Well, you fucking cow, now we will milk the cow, get her up and get her ready."

They put me over a bench and my stomach was over he middle, my hips on one side and my chest hanging on the other side. Hold her good, "Jane, milk the cow." she said. A bucket was now under my breasts and a girl grabbed them hard, milking me like a cow. Milk squirted from them relieving them and hurting them at the same time. "Fuck yeh, she is a fucking cow." the girls were all yelling now and slapping my ass and some my tits that hung down and each time they hurt making me cry more. THey did this for an hour or so and then one stepped up, "Eat my pussy cow, lick it." I id as she said and she stayed there in front of me till she had an orgasm. "Damn cows eat good pussy." she said. "Who is next." I ate all 5 of them and then they again began torturing my tits, pulling, twisting and sucking them harder than felt good. One went downstairs and came up with 3 guys from school. "Okay, time to breed the cow, maybe she will have a calf. The  guys stripped and soon rammed into my pussy hard. Now my pussy responded and my hips moved with them. "Oh damn yes, oh yes." I heard myself say and an orgasm shook my body. "Damn, the cow fucks good and has orgasms." the girl said. Another guy entered me and did the same filling me with his cum and I shook all over my tits swaying with his pounding. Then the third did the same and another orgasm shook my body. "Fuck the cow in the mouth too." the girl laughed. I looked and a nice hard cock was there and I took it in and began giving it my best low job. All three were soon taken care of.

Then I said, "Hey guys, this can be more fun for all of us if we get on the bed and let me do what I love doing. "What is that,?" the leader of the girls said. "Well, I love sex but I love lots of it and all at the same time. I love eating pussy, sucking cock and getting fucked. Who wants my ass by the way?" "Let her up on the bed." I was on the bed then in charge of everything. Now I took what and who I wanted and made sure that the leader was limp when I was finished with her. "Oh damn, please now more," she begged me now. after eating her 4th orgasm and fingering her hard.

The weekend was all sex. Sunday morning I dressed and got up. As I left I looked around, "Moooooooo" see yo all later. Thanks for the good time.

            “You masturbate a lot, right?”

            She seemed shocked but nodded dumbly.

            “Do it for me now!”

            Slowly both hands went to her sex and she began to toy with her labia.  I turned on the camera then sat down on the sofa and watched her my cock hard once more.  Soon her fingers were a rapidly moving blur on her clit, her hips moving and back arching up and she pleasured herself.  Now that she was aroused I questioned her. 

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Every day.  Often more than once.”

“Do you use sex toys?”

“Yes.”

“Where are they?”

“In the bedside table.”

“Don’t you dare cum until I come back.”

Checking her sex toys I found three basic vibrators, one really large suction cup vibrator with a raised clitoral stimulator and a very basic pair of screw adjusted nipple clamps. Taking the large vibrator and the clamps I walked back to the living room where April is writhing in frustration holding herself off from her climax.  Seeing me, she attacked her clit and was over the edge of her orgasm in seconds, sighing and moaning her wetness clearly visible on her fingers.

     “Well it would seem you are already quite into what we have planned. Please look at the camera and while I explain what I think you are asking for.  I am getting ready to restrain you and this is going to be the last easy exit from this pathway.  You want me to hurt you, to torture you sexually to let you experience not only someone else controlling you, but forcing you to get your pleasure in the midst of pain.  You expressed your limits, no severe injury like broken bones, but you want to experience real, significant, perhaps even agonizing pain, and don’t mind welts, bruising and similar damage even though they might leave some scaring, although I will try not to break the skin surface in anything we do.  You do not want a safe word or motion whereby you can end the action if it gets too painful for you.  You realize that ropes and restraints will leave marks as well and that I will be sexually using your body with nothing off limits.  Are you sure about all this or would you like to reconsider.”

“Are you kidding?  Tom, I have fantasized about this for years.  You’re they only one I could surrender so completely to without worrying they might kill me in the heat of the moment.  No matter how much I scream or cry keep going.  Force me beyond what I think I can do.  If I should pass out keep going. Use and abuse me as the dirty slut I am deep down.  Do what you will to me and let me be your victim.  Hurt me bad.  I need this.  I have been a bad girl.

“Stand up!”

Taking the rope I began by binding her breasts.  I wrapped the rope painfully tight about the lovely round softness of her twin mounds until the both stuck perfectly outward from her chest the skin tight from the pressure and beginning to both swell from the restricted blood flow cause by the ropes.  Blood could flow into her breasts, but it was harder getting it out and her white skin was turning a deep purple and becoming taut from the swelling.

Once her breasts were dealt with I placed the suction cup toy in such a place that she had to straddle the chair facing the wrong way her chest toward the low chair back to impale herself upon it.  As the tip found her opening she gasped out.  “I’ve never been able to take the whole thing. It was a gag gift from my bachelorette party, not something intended to be really fucked.”

“Well we are going to see if things are different today,” I told her as I pressed her down onto the huge artificial cock.  While made of soft material the vibrator must have been some 10 inches long and probably eight inches around with the head even larger.  I wasn’t surprised such a tiny girl hard never tried to force it in but she was trying now and at last after many, many thrusts she had the thing buried deep enough where the clitoral stimulator was where it belonged. 

Forcing her to stay still, while deeply impaled, I took out the athletic support bandages I’d found in her bathroom and carefully wrapped them about her arms so that in the end each whole arm was secured from just below the shoulder to the wrist against the chair back’s outer spindles.  In this position her now purple breasts hung proudly out over the chair back.  Using the same type of restraint I secured her legs in a frog like position to the lower chair, but I was unhappy because she could still move her chest and hips enough to cause problems so I walked out to my truck and came back with some webbed cargo straps and their ratchets.  I used on over her hips to press her further unto the intruding toy in her pussy and then used a second to make sure her chest movement was not such as to change to location of her breasts.  Next I blindfolded her with scarf.  Gathering the other items I had found I reached down and turn on the sex toy. 

I didn’t have to wait long for she cried out in shock and then pleasure as the little clitoral stimulator began working on her center of pleasure.  Taking her nipple clamps I sucked on each of her hard tips then applied the clamp each gaining a deep pained moan.  I allowed her to adjust to this sensation then removed them and tightened the screw and reapplied them to her nipples this time getting a pained yip from her as she realized the crushing effect of the now tight clamps.  I toyed with them bringing her more pain and pleasure twisting and tugging on the clamps and as I did so I noted the little rubber protectors seemed removable so when I took them off the next time I slid them off revealing serrated teeth in the alligator clamp.  I tightened them all the way and replaced the tips.  I wanted her to see this.  Holding them in front of her I removed the protective covers and then placed the first on her left nipple.  The moment I allowed the pressure to close April began to thrash against her bounds screaming in pain and panic.  Even on five acres I could hardly have the police respond to reports of a screaming woman so I grabbed the nearest item I could—her panties and tied them in place with another scarf from her dresser as a gag, then I examined her nipple.  The teeth we deeply indented into the sensitive skin but she was not bleeding so I placed the second one and watched her suffer.  In about ten minutes her muffled cried changed tones and I thought the vibrator might be doing it job.  I shoved a finger up her ass just in time to feel the contractions of her orgasm.

Great, I thought she has cum in pain.  Now it was time for more severe pain.  Removing the clamps I allowed her nipple to recover their sensitivity and then prepared to use one of the items from the garage.   Out on a shelf I had notice this oversized mousetrap, not quite a rattrap it was nevertheless markedly larger than the standard mousetrap.  The spring was very stiff and strong when I tested it and now I pulled it back and aimed carefully, letting it snap shut on her right nipple.

Her whole body jerked in agony.  She tried desperately to move anything to escape the paint that sprang from a point that usually yielded pleasure.  He mouth opened in muffled screams.  I pulled the trap off the nipple without opening it, allowing it to crush the very sensitive tip as it at last snapped free.  She sat there breathing in shallow, rapid gasps not knowing what was coming next but trying to prepare mentally for the next onslaught of pain suddenly taking this seriously.  I could tell by her body language she expected I would move on and do the same thing to the other nipple so I pulled back the metal mechanism and snapped it shut once more on the same nipple. Her whole body stiffed and clenched, but the noise this time was different and it took me a moment to realize she’d just cum again.

I soon fell into a pattern working both nipples and the areola surrounding them. After a few snaps the crushed nipples began to swell with bruising.  I had to be careful to turn the trap this way and that so that no single area of the nipples or surrounding tissue received too many blows and tore.  By the time they’d each received maybe two dozen crushing impacts them whole nipple structure, areolas included was erotically swollen and puffy, sticking out a good inch and a half from the surrounding breasts.  The pace couldn’t be rushed and I wasn’t sure how far to push my friend.  I knew from her reactions I had her in agony a good portion of the time, but over the two hours of nipple torture she kept climaxing about every 15 minutes.  Even this I discovered was torture for her, because after she peaked her clit was super sensitive like most women’s are, but in her current position the direct stimulation to her clit continued unabated and she had to endure to until her body would calm down and begin building for another climax which the whole cycle taking some 15 minutes. 

By the time her nipples looked like any more might make them bleed, April’s appearance had markedly altered.  Her hair, in fact her whole body was soaked in sweat.  Her head lolled to the side except in the agonizing periods ever few minutes when the trap would crush her nipples.  In the chair the vibrator stood in a sea of her juices.  It was time to move on.  Slowly I disconnected her from the chair and helped her onto her feet.  She leaned heavily against me as I brought her to the bed and laid her down.  I got a towel and dried her off.  After a drink she looked better.  But I wasn’t yet done even though she thought so. 

Gathering towel razor and other supplies I settled between her legs and shaved her vulva until she was completely bare.  I knew this would make her super sensitive.  Her four poster bed was perfect for what I had in mind, but my cock was on fire after two hours of off and on erections while tormenting her nipples.  So I fucked her newly shaved pussy leaving another deposit deep within her.  She was so tired she was completely passive allowing me to use her as I would.  Even when I masturbated her as I fucked her willing pussy she just allowed the orgasm to take her without much movement. 

At last I got her back on her feet at the foot of the bed and tied her arms very tight and firm to the upright posts.  Her legs were then spread and tied as far apart as possible, increasing the strain on her arms.  I could see her examining her damaged nipples in the mirrored headboard.  I re-gagged her and then brought in the switches I’d cut outside.  She looked at me in panic, but I ignored her worries and selecting a long limber branch I showed it to her.  The noise of the switch moving through the air seemed to terrify her as much as the impact.  Her exhausted body seemed to leap forward in her bindings as the bright red stripe appeared on her buttocks.  Selecting a slow steady pace in the next few minutes I had her butt and backs of her thighs covered.  She sagged her weight on her arms as I studied her the tracks of her tears plain on her cheeks.

I wanted her standing on her feet for what was to come but she was slow to respond when I mentioned this, so stepping behind her slumped form I took careful aim at her newly shaved slit and struck her as hard as I could.  Even through the gag I could hear her agonized screams coming one after another in an endless wail of suffering.  She was standing now and I carefully covered her breasts with stripes from the switches.  Then with well-aimed blows I did the same to utra-sensitive and newly shaved public mound.

Walking out to the living room I found the pair of vise-grips I had brought in earlier.  Now it was time for the final agony, time to raise her pain to another level.  The vice grips would literally crush whatever I clamped and I opened them slightly not wanting to destroy but to crush and hurt her most delicate structures.  Picking her left nipple I crushed it in the pliers until they locked.  April spasmodically jerked this way and that trying anything to escape the heavy crushing pressure of the vice grip that now dangled from her nipple pulling and tugging with every movement causing even more pain. Her voice nothing more than a thin wail of misery behind the gag.

After watching her for a couple minutes I reached out and released the vise grip listening as her gasping cry of agony changed to muffled sobs.  After another few minutes I placed the vice grips on the other nipple.  I looked at her wondering it I should continue but there was nothing in her eyes to guide me just her desperation to avoid more pain, but she had requested I push her beyond this level so I crushed this nipple as well.  She screamed out and then slumped, passed out from the pain, I realized.  Just as well.

I removed the vice grips from her nipple and sat on the floor between her legs. Pulled up on the skin above her clit exposed it and while she was out cold I clamped the vice grips on her tender clit.  Leaving it dangle I got some water to woke her up with a cup of water to the face and couple of jaw ringing slaps.  If she’d been in panic before she was frantic now, but there was no escape from the crushing steel on her clit or the heavy wrench’s weight dangling from her organ. 

Using the towel I dried her ass from all the fluids pouring from her pussy then positioning myself at her opening then I began and long hard process of dry fucking her in the ass.  I’d never realized before just how painful it is for the guy to fuck a woman in her unlubed anus.  She was so tight I thought my cock would break and at last I oilded my tool for my comfort more than hers and soon as inside her and thrusting as her flesh clung to me with every movement I couldn’t last too long and in fifteen minutes I felt her begin to climax, her spasms lifting over the edge into huge contractions of pleasure pouring my juices into her backside.  As I withdrew I reached around and removed the pair of vice grips that had so tormented her clit.  I untied her and she collapsed in a heap on the floor murmuring, crying and moaning.  I bodily had to pick her up and place her in the bed.   Toweling her down I saw her smile tiredly. 

“It was worse and better than I ever imagined.”

“You need to sleep.”

“I will.  You’re going to stay aren’t you?”

“Of course I will.”

“Just one more thing, before I sleep.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve done so many things I never even thought about.  I need some normalcy.”

“Everything is over.  Things are back to normal. What else do you need?”

“ I need you…” she trailed off sleepily, then continued, “to fuck me!”

I smiled as I climbed on top. 

 

Part three to follow if you're interested.

 

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My father came back from a so called “business trip” last Tuesday, he had gone with another man. He stood at 6ft tall long dark hair, strongly built and was about 30 years old. He gave my shivers down my spine whenever we met. He would glare at me, look me up and down and if no one was in the room he would start to put his hands on me sliding his hands further up my leg. It made me sick just the thought of his hands going any higher and touching me anywhere in appropriate. Anyway my father came back from his trip in a very bad mood I didn’t know why, but I was guessing it had something to do with money considering he was yelling at my mother for spending too much whilst he was away. Later that the night after he came home he called me down the stairs, I was wondering what I had done wrong this time if anything and what kind of beating I was going to get however sitting there was my father, my mother and the man he went way on his business trip, at this point I began to grow curious of what was going on.

I went to sit down when I was told no by my father, he told me in a stern voice “take off every piece of clothing you are wearing” I stood there is disbelief

“Wwwhat???” I asked 

“Do not argue with me do as you are told or you will be in big trouble!” my father angrily growled.

So I did I slowly began to take my clothes of in front of them, I took my top of first, then my skirt leaving me only in my bra and panties.

“Well, what are you waiting for take them off?” my father ordered.

So I undone my bra revealing my 34 C breast and then took my panties off revealing the rest of me.

“Ahh, she’s nicely sculpted, she’s shaved, great tits, and wonderfully long dark hair…I’ll take her.” The man said.

“What? Take me where??? Mother what is going on??? Please someone explain?” I started to cry.

My father then began to explain what was happening. He said that his last business trip didn’t go as planned and he had lost a lot of money and we were all in potential danger of loosing our home due to a lot of debt. He had discussed this with his business partner and he had made him an offer. He would pay of all of our family’s debt if he could own me. So basically I had been sold to a man I hated and despised. He made my skin crawl and I couldn’t even begin to think what he was going to do with me.

So that’s what happened, this now why I am in the back of a brand new Mercedes wearing a skimpy dress, no underwear and 6 inch high heels. My hair pinned up and my face had make up on, red lipstick, a pale foundation, pink blusher, and black mascara. I felt like a dirty whore, I knew what was going to happen I knew that all of my freedom had been taken away from me, not that I had much in the first place.

We got to his house and went in and I gasp once I went in, I was shocked I had always thought my house was nice but when I saw this house it made the house I had lived in look shabby and poor.

“Right then lets get started, follow me to your room were I will get to know you, or should I say your body, a lot better.”

I followed him to my new room when I entered and it was amazing it was big and had candles, a little table and 2 chairs, a luxurious rug and a 4 post double bed. Still that didn’t make any different I didn’t want to be here I didn’t want to be just a “thing” that could be sold. I then spotted a closet with a lock on it which this man was going to. He unlocked it and took out some rope, “On the bed, slut!” he shouted, I ran for the door trying to escape but unbeknown to me he had locked he, he then grabbed my hair and dragged me over to the bed. He tied my left and right hand to the bed then went to my feet and tied them to bed as well. He took my clothes off and then began to speak:

“Right then, you will address me as Master and you are now my slave no doing so will get you punished, Whenever I want to fuck you I expect you to obey this and not fight, once again if you don’t obey this you will get punished. I also expect you to allow other people to fuck you when I bring them back here failure to obey this or if you fight it will end up in punishment and lastly slave, I expect you to take orders, to do everything I tell you to do. Do you understand Slave?” I didn’t answer I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. He then got out a cane and hit me with it on my stomach “I said do you understand slave?”

“Yes….Master.” I replied.

“Good, now for starters I want to see how good you are at sucking cock so you will suck mine, oh and I expect you to swallow”

I had never sucked a cock before in fact I had only ever had sex with one person before so I was completely inexperienced. He started to untie my hands and feet but then tied my hands behind my back, he put me kneeing on the floor and started to unzip he trousers, take them off and take of his boxers revealing his 8inch cock.

“Now suck it bitch! And suck it good.” He said

Feeling helpless I started to suck his cock I was sucking it slowly and only sucked the top of it which clearly was not enough because he grabbed at my hair and started pushing my mouth in more and was pushing me a lot quicker. I could feel his cock in the back of my throat. It was sliding in and out, making me gag, I felt like I was choking on his cock. He was fucking my mouth, his hands pushing my mouth on his cock, his hips moving closer to get his cock all the way in. I couldn’t breathe; I felt tears running down my face as I was getting fucked in the mouth. I then felt his cum, going all the way down my throat.

“Wow, you are a dirty little slut aren’t you? You didn’t spill a drop of cum out of you mouth, I’m impressed. Did you enjoy that my little slave?”

I looked up at him, I wanted to untie my hands had go and hurt him so much for doing this to me but instead I was powerless, there was no chance I me getting away so I thought to myself the only thing I can do is just do as I’m told.

“Yes, I did enjoy sucking your cock.” I lied.

“Wrong slut, wrong! You didn’t address me as Master so for that you will be punished”

He then reached up towards the ceiling in the middle of the room were there were some shackles hanging down, he then grabbed my hands and put them in the shackles. I could barely reach them so my whole body felt as if it was being stretched; I was standing on the tips of my toes. He then got something else out of the cupboard but I could not make out what it was. He told me to hold still and then put something on my nipples which hurt so much. They were nipple clamps. The pain was excruciating.

Then he got the cane back out.

“For your disrespect of not calling me master you receive your first ever punishment, I am going to hit you with the cane 10 times on different parts of your body.”

I started to panic, I didn’t want to get hit with the cane but I daren’t argue.

“One!” he growled.

He hit me on my right arm

“Two!”

This time he hit me on my left arm

“Three”

He hit me on my left leg

“Four!”

The pain now starting to become unbearable he his me on my right leg

“Five”

He hit me on my stomach

“Now for the fun part, Six”

He hit me on my left breast, I had never felt so much pain, with the clamps on my nipples and the cane going full force on them it hurt so much.

“Seven”

I got hit on my right breast

“Eight!”

Hitting me on my back

“Your last 2 slut, Nine”

He hit me across my arse it stung so much

“Last one, 10”

This was the most painful of all, it hurt so much it was on my arse again but my master had hit me a lot harder than he had any of the other 9 times.

He then got out a dildo, spread my legs and shoved it deep in my vagina.

“Does it feel good in you pussy my little fuck toy?”

“No master.” I replied

“Well you best get use to things being in your tight cunt because it’s going to be happening a lot. In fact you best get use to all your holes being filled because my cock needs to be seen to a lot and it loves every hole on a women.”

He was pounding a dildo in to my pussy whilst calling me a whore, a slag, and how I was going to become his new fuck toy and cum slut.  He then took the dildo out of my pussy and said:

“Now I’m going to put this in your mouth and I want it to stay there until you have licked it clean, whilst you do I am going to take pictures”

I was just hung there from the shackles, with a dildo in my mouth and my master taking pictures, I felt so humiliated but I also felt a different feeling, a feeling that was more pleasurable. No surely not but it was true, I found my self getting turned on I could feel myself getting wet.

“Was that fun slut?” he asked

“No, it hurt so much and I felt so humiliated. I promise to behave myself in the future master”

“Well from the look of your pussy you seemed to enjoy your self.”

He took me down from the shackles and placed me on the bed, my body felt tired, worn out and sore. I just wanted to crawl away and go to sleep but my master had something else he wanted to try out first.

Because he knew I was too weak to fight back he didn’t bother tying me back up, instead he started to touch my pussy, starting with my clit, he could feel how swollen it was and it felt good as he rubbed and flicked my clit, I started to moan slightly.

“So you’re enjoying this then? Looks like you’re going to be easier to train than I thought.”

I didn’t reply I was too caught up in this wonderful feeling, he then got on top of me and slide his cock inside of me, he started of slow but then with no signal he went in my quick and deep.

“Is this what a dirty whore likes? Your pussy being pounded by your master hard, fast and deep. I’m going to make you cum tonight slut, whether you like it or not.” He said to me.

I felt so lifeless but I was also trying to resist enjoying my self. I didn’t want to give into this feeling. But In the end I could help myself, as he pinched and squeezed away at my nipples, fucked my tight cunt I could feel an orgasm building up. He must have known this because just has I had cum he cummed too sending volts of both pleasure and pain into me.

“You enjoyed yourself tonight, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t lie so I told the truth:

“Yes I did master, at first I was horrified by what you were doing, and the pain was unbearable but I started to enjoy myself more and more master.”

“Good, I’m glad, we are going to have so much fun in the future slave, I mean I still haven’t played with your arse yet or got you to fuck other people in fact there are lots of things you haven’t done for me yet slut, but that will all be for another day, I think you have had all you can handle to night.”

He then left the room, I was curled up on the bed in so much pain but I had never felt so much satisfaction. I didn’t understand what was going on but I knew that there was going to plenty more nights like this one. Yes my freedom was gone, yes I was owned by a Master but I began to think that I could handle getting adjusted to this life.  

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When I came that next Saturday evening to take her out she was dressed as I requested and carrying an overnight bag containing the changes of clothes I’d suggested she bring.  She wore a thin, silky ivory blouse with no bra, which showed her smooth breasts and nipples in a subtle and yet very sexual manner, with short skirt, ivory thong and heels. She was wrapped in her fur coat to keep from freezing in the winter cold as we headed out to a quiet and romantic dinner.

During dinner I asked if she was sure she wanted to go through with this, but she assured me she was not only ready but getting wet just anticipating.  After dinner we drove out of town to a gentleman’s club, owned by a friend of mine, called “Hang-ups”.  I hoped that tonight we’d removed a few more of April’s hang ups so the place seemed aptly named.  April had never been inside a men’s club and was both curious and a little scared. 

“If I go in there as the only woman in the place I’ll be raped by a bunch of beer-bellied rednecks.”

“First of all you aren’t the only woman in here.  Remember you agreed to do whatever I told you to, even if that is being gang raped if that’s what I want for you.  Besides the crowd here is much more tame than you think and I doubt you’ll find many good’ol’boys this far north.  Come along like a good slave and do what I tell you.  You are about to do something more exciting than getting raped.

Walking in I took her coat and hung it in the rack by the door, placing her bag on the floor under her coat and then escorted her to a couple of empty bar stools by the stage. Hang ups was a intimately sized club with three or four dancers at any given time. A fully nude club which often features sex acts, the dancer nearest us was already topless exposing a set of D plus breast capped with dark pink nipples that she shamelessly tugged at while slipping a hand into her g-string.  I could see April was already enjoying seeing other women being sexual in front of her.    

               Watching the dancer for a couple of minutes I handed April a dollar and suggested she hold it out as a tip for the dancer.  Now females at a club always get special attention form the dancers and get to do more than any man could.  Rules limit male contact with the dancers although most allow some glancing contact while you are tipping and more in private lap dances. 

            Now April held forth her dollar and the girl came over and smiled at April guiding her hand holding the dollar to her breast and rubbed her hand all over the nipple.  I could literally see April shake with excitement.  Than the dancer lay on the bar level stage no more than two feet in front of April her feet raised and thong-covered sex facing April whose own nipples were clearly hard and pressing the thin fabric of her top.  The performer then reached down and pulled the thong off leaving her as naked as the day she was born.  April gasped looking at the woman’s completely shaved sex, but this dancer wasn’t done yet.  Her fingers moved down to her public mound and gently rubbed her clit masturbating then with both hands opened her sex to April’s fascinated gaze.  The woman had tiny in labia and a cute little clitoris exposed as she pulled back her labia, her sex clearly wet and juicy looking.  She pulled her legs way back exposing her pick anal opening, looking oh so very fuck-able.

            “God I want to eat her! April whispered to me.”  It was the first time she’d shared her ideas about the common female fantasy of making love with another woman and I responded.  Remember slave that if opportunity presents you are to lick up all the lovely female juices you can.  She looked at oddly but I ignored the unspoken question.

            After similar displays from other dancers I could see April was nearly frantic with arousal.  She was perspiring and when I reached between here legs for a sneaky feel I found a bubbling volcano.  She was ready and the time was just about here.  The dancers finished their set and the MC took the stage announcing that night’s contest.  They had five amateurs signed up to compete against each other in a contest with a machine.    Two dancers in g-string bikinis brought out the machine to the cheers of the crowd.  It was one of those very expensive vibrators that I’ll not name but you probably know about—you know the type the woman straddles while it teases her vagina, labia, and clit to heights un-reached previously. 

            “Are the girls here? He questioned.

            “Judy?” A tall large busted woman raised her arm amid the roar of the crowd.

            “Mary?” The name belonged to a short chubby arm from a short chubby woman with a biker tattoo

            “Rita?”  Rita it turned out was an average looking woman with glasses sitting at a table in the back and a friend had to raise her arm for her.

            “Samantha?”  A large boned woman with teased hair dyed a bright red.

            “April?”  She looked at me with wide eyed shock and I nodded.  Numbly she raised her hand amid cheers and calls from the crowd.

“Ladies the dancers lounge is in that back corner,” He said pointing.  We’ll give you a minute to get changed and ready while I explain the rules to everyone here.”

            April got her bag and walked back to the room with the other girls all of them looking hesitant and uneasy.              When they were gone the MC explained.  “This vibrator is like nothing you’ve ever seen.  It sends girls into orbit.  The dancers in the back just about fought to the death over rights to use it.  We’ve placed it between these two poles and the poles are being outfitted now with soft restraints.  Each girl will be brought out individually and will be expected to strip and dance about the room for a few minutes then when we call her over she will come over here and straddle this machine.  As you see there is an average sized dildo along with a frontal extension that stimulates her clit. 

            Once seated her wrists will be placed in the restraints and she will remain there for 15 minutes.  Whichever girl has the most orgasms wins.  If there is a tie we will have a play off.  The winner gets 500 dollars and an added bonus of riding this lovely tool again this time with the giant double dildo!” 

            The crowd was on it feet at this and was quite eager by the time they called for Mary.  For a chubby girl she was quite sexy with her plump tits and hairy twat.  She striped and worked the crowd.  You could tell she was starting to get into it, getting aroused and enjoying the power of turning so many people on.  When she at last climbed onto the machine she was wet and ready although like all the women she hadn’t been aware she’d be restrained and was a little hesitant. Once tied and settled on her knees the machine was turned on and we all watched in the suddenly hushed atmosphere what would happen.  Before long she was moving up and down and making little noises.  In five minutes she was moaning as her climax took her and then began screaming at the intense stimulation after she’d cum.  The men were screaming as well at this point and everyone cheered her as she reached a second orgasm at 13 minutes in.  She was untied after her 15 minutes a lead weakly off to watch the rest of the contest. 

            Samantha was next, her bright hair a contrast to her dark pubic curls.  She achieved three orgasms screaming in ecstasy and agony with each.    Her breasts and public hair were matted with sweat and her love juices when she finished.

            Judy had endurance.  After watching the first two women I didn’t think anyone could last long on the machine before it forced orgasms form their body, but Judy proved me wrong.  She rode the machine for more than ten minutes and then quietly shuddered in her peak of pleasure.  She moaned steadily for the remainder of the time, but had no more orgasms.

            April was next and I could tell that by this time she’d lost all inhibitions.  She strutted out in her neon pink thong bikini and removed the top at once.  The bottoms were off by the time she began her second round about the bar and when the called her she was laying back on the stage beginning to masturbate for everyone. 

            Walking over to the well used machine she delighted to male crowd by leaning down and sucking the phallus with three other girl’s juices covering it.  I wish there were words to portray the look of pleasure she showed when she realized she was going to be tied.  This was her thing and there is nothing that could have been done sexually to her that would gain her more pleasure than restraint.  The machine was turned on and I think the operator turned it up a little higher than the others due to his distraction with her overtly sexual behavior. 

            In any case, she started to make noise from the very first vibrations and soon as wracked by orgasm after orgasm her body writhing in font of the crowd her ear splitting screams coming every few minutes.  I was numb as I watched her full ability to climax and realized I’d just barely tapped it.  When her time was up she acted like a spoilsport and didn’t want to get off.  She’d had at least five orgasms in 15 minutes.

            Rita looked for all the world like an office secretary that have somehow lost her clothes and be paraded out on stage.  She was shy and uneasy during the dance portion of her show.  Like April, her pubic hair was completely shaved.  She had good-sized breasts with large dark brown nipples that contrasted with her bright pink labia and looks or no, she was a sex machine.  Once the machine was on she climaxed regularly and wasn’t so loud as April, but with her larger breasts was very appealing.  I had no idea how often she came, but the final tally was four times.  April was the winner!

            She was drawn back to center stage with the other girls.  The MC explained they were going to change the vibrating head and she would get one more ride.  As they removed the used head April once more delighted the group by licking it clean.  They placed the double head and thankfully for her backside lubricated it.  She placed herself more carefully this time—getting it in the ass as well, and was then restrained. Then the machine was placed on high something none of them had experienced.  April nearly leaped upright and then forced her pussy down on the mechanical pleasuring device crying out, “Oh My God!”

            The MC then told the other girls that giving April’s love for the their juices they should move over and make her lick their pussies.  She may have won but this is your chance to make her pay for beating you!  They each took turns making April lick their sex to climax as the machine forced repeated orgasms from April.  When they we at last satisfied her face was covered in girl goo.  It was the better part of an hour before the machine was off and April released.  She walked unsteadily over to me on the stage and went to get her clothes. 

Walking naked through the bar, the men mobbed around her molesting her tits and even rubbing sensitive pussy before she reached the dancer’s lounge.  When she hadn’t returned in some time I walked over that way and at last spotted her in a dark corner with one of the dancers.  April straddled her lap as the girl sucked her nipples.  One of the dancer’s hands was busy fingering April’s clit while her other hand reached around April’s cute ass a finger placed well up inside her anus.  Needless to say, April achieved bliss at least twice that I saw with this person and gave her a long French kiss good by.

April was totally sexualized and sensitized.  Everything felt great and everything turned her on even through she was exhausted.  She masturbated the whole way home in the car and after draining my pent-up lust into her body we went to bed little realizing another new adventure awaited us just a few hour away.

 

Part four if you’re interested.

 

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she asked again as she walked towards me and i still couldnt answer her. by the time she walked over to me i managed to get some words out " hello mistress julia, please forgive me for my rudeness" i said hoping she wouldnt notice the mess behind me. but she did, the look she give me sent chills through out my body. " what is this? you cant do as your told little girl?" she said "mistress im can explain this, i was still cleaning when you came home and im sorry mistress it wouldnt..." she cut me off. she slapped me so hard that all i could was cry which made things worse, she dragged me to the kitchen. at the time she reached around the corner and grabbed the cane. seeing that my chore was not done at all, she pushed me down to my knee. i just sat there waiting for the pain to rain down on me but it didnt. she grab me by the hair and pulled me up from the floor. "is your room at least clean?" she asked, i couldnt answer her.

i knew i was in trouble, she dragged me back to the stairs and pushed me up them. she throw me in her and master's bedroom "you stay here do you understand me?" she said "yes mistress" i said and with that she turned to check on taliya. taliya wasnt as in much trouble as i was, she just had some bags to throw out. mistress walked up to taliyas' door of course taliya greeted her with a smile. mistress had ask taliya why she wasnt done with her room and why i didnt take the bags down for her, taliya told her everything. mistress now knew everything, from me refusing to do my chores down to chatting with taliya while she did her's. mistress returned to me, her eyes an icy blue now. i was so scared that i had moved from where she placed me. she grabbed me up so fast and spun me around. she throw me on the bed.

i didnt move til i felt the cane come down on me, i still had my clothes on so i was okay. "get up ceres" she said i was scared too. i didnt want to make things worse for me so i got up and kept my eyes and head lowered. "do i have to tell you want to do, ceres?" she asked "no mistress" i answer, i wasnt sure where she was going with this. "do i have to watch you everyday, ceres?" "no mistress" "then why must i take time out to deal with you like this, ceres?" i couldnt answer that question and with that she took my clothes off and made me lay flat on my stomach. she started so light that i throught she wasnt going to punish me but i was wrong the pain rainned down on me, she didnt let up til she reach 20. all i could do was cry.

mistress let me lay there for 10 minutes crying. she pulled me up and wrapped me in a sheet and sat me on her legs. she held me til i stopped crying. it was almost time for master to be home. we sat in the chair next to the bed for awhile then she cleaned me up and got me dressed. taliya was already in the kitchen cleaning while master sat at the table. "i didnt hear you come in jon?" she said "go help taliya, ceres me and julia need to have a word" "yes master". i started helping taliya, taliya had already started cooking and master had yelled for me. i walked into the livingroom to find mistress sitting on the sofa and master standing. he looked at me, "tell me ceres, did you disobey us today?" he asked, "yes master, i did".

he spun me around with that answer and pinned me to the wall. he raised my skirt over my bare ass, "please master i wont disobey again please no more" i said crying and he let me go. after we ate i cleaned up, i got to bed at 11 that night before i got the chance to lay down master opened the door "your sleeping with us tonight, ceres" "yes master" i wanted to ask why but i didnt. i just followed him and closed their bedroom door behind me. master put me in the bed that he had on his side and taliya was already in her bed next to mistress. i lay down and fell asleep, i was so tired from what happen that master didnt wake me in the morning.