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Subject: {ASSM} D's Fantasy m/f, bd/sm
Date: Thu, 8 Jun 2000 20:10:05 -0400
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ADULTS ONLY: The following story contains sexual content and descriptions.
If you are under 18, or if you live in a community where the reading of such
material is illegal, please do not continue.
Permission is given to show this story only on free non-commercial web-sites
if kept in original form with credit going to MastrKink@excite.com
D's Fantasy
The sun was beginning to set in the west as the car hurtled along the deserted
road. D sat in the passenger seat wondering if things were going just a little
to far in her search for submission and sexual satisfaction. It seemed like a
good idea at the time, to be taken to a secluded cabin in the woods for a night
of torture and sex.
She shifted her position to try and get more comfortable, but the handcuffs
around her wrists were still pinching a bit. She had dressed as her Master had
ordered; the short skirt, no panties and the sexy top, no bra. So her mood was
horny even before she got in the car. But then her took out her collar and
fastened it around her neck and reminded her of her slave status. Then the
handcuffs to emphasize his point. D wondered what would people think if there
was an accident and she was found like this? But then again, that was the idea
of submission, wasn't it, the loss of control?
As they pulled up to the cabin, she could see that there were other cabins
close by. Far enough away to remind her that people were around, but not so
close that they would hear her in the night. He opened the door for her and
helped her stand up, then pulled out a leash from his pocket and snapped it to
her collar.
D felt a rush of emotions flood over her as he led her to the cabin door like a
puppy; shame, embarrassment........excitement!
He ordered her to stand still as he went to the fireplace and stoked the coals
to life. Soon, the fire was blazing again and that was the only light in the
room as he unzipped her skirt and helped her step out of it. Her top was next
and just like that she stood naked before him in only thigh high hose and
shoes.
Without a word, he led her to the coffee table and had her kneel down and lean
over it. Then just that quickly she felt his hand slap her ass and felt the
sting from it. Laying out the rules for her behavior for the night, he used
his hand to smack her and remind her of the promise of submission to him, and
then to drive home the point, he brought out his whip and laid into her
backside with it. Within minutes, D felt the heat in her butt from the
flogging it was receiving, but also felt the heat in her cunt as her juices
started to flow from this abuse.
Once he tired of that, he had her straighten up and stay kneeling as he brought
out a roll of duct tape and wrapped one long piece tightly around the base of
each breast. D was at a loss for this since she knew he usually preferred rope.
But then he showed her the package of thumbtacks and she knew this was
trouble. Taking a thumbtack he pushed it through the tape and left it there,
then repeated the process making a complete circle of her breast. Then he went
back and placed another strip over the first holding the tacks in place. It
wasn't real painful, but she definitely felt their presence as the sharp points
dug into her flesh. Her Master continued this until her breasts were covered
except for the nipples.
Softly, his hands caressed her tits, gently squeezing them until D gasped
feeling the tacks torture her skin. Then placing his hand at her back, he
pushed her forward once again until she was leaning over the coffee table. D
knew what was expected of her, but just couldn't make herself do it and so he
firmly forced her head over until her nipples brushed the cold surface of the
table and then guided her body so her breasts rotated a little and the pressure
begin to push the tacks deeply into her breast tissue as the weight of her body
began to squeeze her breasts flat. D heard the noise, but it took a minute for
her to realize it was her moaning out in both pleasure and pain as his fingers
were busy caressing her hard clit and fucking her wet cunt as the pain from her
breasts flowed through her body.
Then quickly, he brought her head back up and let her catch her breath, but
continued to play with her pussy and make her feel better.
Explaining that he was proud of her and she deserved a reward, he helped her
standup and then brought out a wooden kitchen chair with a huge rubber dong
fastened to the seat. With D straddling it, he pushed down on her shoulders
until the tip just touched her opening and then, helped her guide the monster
inside of her sopping wet cunt. D felt the fullness of it inside as she braced
herself and begin fucking the rubber dong for her pleasure.
She could see her Master undressing and start stroking his cock as he smiled
watching his slave pleasure herself, looking as the big cock begin to easily
slide in and out of her wet hole making him very hard indeed.
D's eyes were closed as she was really getting into the move from pain to
pleasure and enjoyed the full feeling she had in her cunt until she felt a
brief sting in her tit. Looking down, she looked with amazement at the small
needle sticking out from her aureola and the watched her Master stick yet
another one into her flesh. D felt the rush hit her head as she tried to
absorb the fact that she had metal stuck into her tits and just kept fucking
herself on the huge dong.
She was almost ready to come when his hand grasped her hair and pulled her up
from the fun. This time he had her lay down on the table, and pull her legs up
and spread them wide for him to play with her cunt. Then incredibly, she felt
his four fingers slide in her gaping pussy and start fucking her with them.
And then impossibly continued pushing until his fist was stretching her wide
open. D knew this was the fantasy that she had wanted, but still had trouble
processing the fact that it was actually happening. But as wave after wave of
her orgasm flooded over her, she knew that it had.
MasterKink
"The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."
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