Late - Part 2 (0)

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Posted by sweetie on Wed 1 Aug 07, 1:35 AM

Late, pt 2

"Where's your collar?" my head snapped up, my hand flying to your neck… no collar.. only ribbon…. i'd taken it off earlier, to shower and in my rush for the train had forgotten to put it back on…oh hell, as if I wasn't in enough trouble already… "So, you not only went to London alone, on a day you knew I would be here, and kept me waiting a whole hour… but you did all that without your collar…? Are you trying to tell me something here, slut? Do you want to be released?" panic took over, 'no Master, please, i'm sorry, please don't release me, i swear, i'll never do it again… You can seal it, You can padlock it… anything You want Master, i promise Master, please don't release me….' i could see the pleasure rise in your eyes… 'How will you make this up to Me, this ultimate insult?' i knew that this was the end, i had nowhere else to go… 'i'll do anything Master, anything You want me to do…' the words were ripped from me, their magnitude given lie by the whisper that was all i could force… i had known for a long time that he owned me totally – but i had never said the words before, never let down that final wall… until tonight… until now when i had no choice. i heard his quiet chuckle, it sounded sinister in the silence, and i knew that was more than a trick of my mind.. "Once a man passes 50" He had once said to me, "the world sees only an old man, this can be a useful illusion, if that man knows how to use it to his own advantage." I could attest to that, He had a strength and a vitality lacking in many younger men, He was fiendishly creative, the speed and cut of his intellect disguised by the pale hair and blindingly blue eyes, the slender frame; but i had never known anyone able to lift me to my feet and throw me across a room, never known anyone able to devise such unusual and divers punishments, never known anyone with such pure staying power, until i met Him. The sinister quality of that chuckle merely told me that he already had a new, terrifying punishment in mind, it was just my bad luck that i had done something to deserve it. "Go and clean yourself up, go to the toilet if you need to, get a drink of water… you're going to be too busy for the rest of the night to think about it…" i grabbed my fallen goodies and fled.. putting everything away carefully this time, to avoid incurring any more of your displeasure, i didn't bother trying to work out what i had let myself in for… i wasn't going to like it, that was all i needed to know. i hurried into the bathroom to wash my face, i hadn't eaten since lunch, so after i used the toilet, i washed my mouth out, taking a few sips of cold water, not foolish enough to drink much, i knew i would be sweating, but if i drank too much i would need to pee again, and He had already warned me i would be too busy to go to the toilet. as i emerged onto the landing again i saw Him coming back in through the garage door, His car must be in the garage, which was why i hadn't seen it earlier, but what concerned me now was that He had obviously brought something in, some new toy – probably of his own devising… i crept down the stairs as slowly and quietly as i dared, hoping to catch some glimpse of what was coming my way, but He was quicker than i thought. He emerged from the living room, closing the door behind him, that devilish grin causing the butterflies in my stomach to take flight again… i ached for Him, despite what had gone before, despite what may yet come to be, i knew deep within me that, no matter what happened to me, He would be the last Master i ever had… if He ever released me i would stand no chance of ever finding anyone who could fill His shoes… i was His, body, mind and spirit, there was none of me left for me.. not now. "Well, pet, are you coming down of under your own steam? Or do you want Me to come and get you?" i struggled to force myself down those last few stairs, my feet like lead as i crossed those last few steps to your arms, "now, now, pet, no need to worry, don't you trust me any more? Don't you know that everything I do, I do to make you into a better girl for Me?" 'i do trust You,' i force the words from my mouth, only realising as i say them that they are true, i do trust Him, i trust Him to keep me His, i trust Him to be what He says He is, i trust Him to be true to His calling and i trust Him with my life every time i do something that forces Him to punish me. He has never hit me in anger, never when He has taken a drink, He has never abused me beyond what i can bear, and the rewards of my servitude have always been greater than the pitfalls. "i trust you Master," i say, stronger in my conviction now, i fall to my knees, "i trust you utterly!" my fate is sealed, a ball gag is pushed none too gently into my mouth and buckled tightly, a blindfold follows, only sound and touch being allowed to me.. He pulls me to my feet again, turning me and fastening my hands together with what feel like metal cuffs, He never uses these on me long and i am reassured that they are merely to confine me until He has me where He wants me… He pulls me toward the living room, laughing as i stumble, crashing into the doorway "Careful pet, don't want to bruise yourself, do you?" and He laughs at His own joke… "Hurry up now, pet" He calls from somewhere in the room, i start for the middle of the room, native caution making me take tiny steps, not knowing what has been introduced into the room in my absence… finally His exasperation gets the better of Him, "if I didn't know better, I would think you were trying to avoid this!" and laughing again He throws me over His shoulder and carries me across the room. Four steps should only take seconds, but it seemed to take forever to cross that room, i should have been glad of the reprieve, but at that point i just wanted to get it over.. i didn't know what was coming… The first thing i noticed was the cold.. something very cold and very flat was beneath my back, some sort of table or bench… i knew better than to move once positioned, and as i felt the ropes tighten around first my wrists, then my ankles i try to process as much information as possible… but before i can work out what is going on i feel a slap sting my face… "Now, i am going to mark you in such a way that you will never be able to deny My Mastery again. No, don't bother to deny it, that was what happened, intentionally or otherwise, you have been slipping for a while, and it was only a matter of time before this happened, you need to be brought up short and reminded who is in charge – Me!" i feel Him step back, without the blindfold i would have seen what i only sense, his nod… there is someone else in the room, i am certain of it, and suddenly two pairs of hands are at my breasts… still sore from having the clips ripped from them… two pairs of hands knead and pinch, pulling and rolling until my nipples stand out achingly hard, something is attached to each, i do not know what, i only feel the bite and the pain as both are pulled, stretching my nipples away from my body… red light explodes behind my eyes, agony like none i have ever known courses through my body beginning at my nipples and rushing, surging to the juncture of my thighs, i scream behind the gag – its purpose now clear.. "Can't have you disturbing the neighbours, can we pet?" i hear your voice as if from far, far away, the pain making everything but itself hazy and unreal… i had always baulked at your suggestions of erotic piercing, but my 'anything' was being taken at face value, both nipples had been punctured through and as i calmed down from hysterical to merely agonised i felt the needles being removed and rings fitted…. "One more" i heard and, knowing what was coming, i started screaming before anyone even touched me.. 'no, no, no' i cried out behind the gag, 'please, not there, anything else, please not there' but if anyone could hear me, could understand me, they pretended otherwise. i struggled and wriggled as much as i could against the bonds until i felt Him loom beside my ear… "this is going to happen whether or not you want it to, pet, but if you struggle there is more chance of it going wrong… then imagine.. a life of no orgasms… you would possibly never cum again…" and with that same sinister chuckle He was gone… i forced my arms and legs to stillness, knowing He would carry out His threat to continue without my cooperation, but even so, when those same cold hands touched my labia my whole body jumped. 'don't worry' i heard a subvocal whisper. 'the worst part is over, this doesn't hurt as much as you think it will' i felt myself calm a little, it couldn't possibly be worse than having my nipples pierced simultaneously… i tried to smile around the gag but i wasn't sure how much it showed until the owner of the voice patted my leg… the hands opened my labia, one gripping my clit with gloved hands, holding the hood back and away… pain rocked through me again… the lie had been kindly told, but it didn't prepare me for the true agony … once again the gag held back my screams.. but the tears pooled and flowed freely from beneath the blindfold… by the time i had calmed down enough to stop screaming the ring was in and the hands were gone… "thanks" was all i heard before the front door opened and closed and my torturers were gone…. All but one… my ravings were reduced to sobs now, great heaving sobs that shook my whole body, choking me, i felt Him remove the gag.. and gulped in lungfuls of fresh air, "there, there" He gentled me, "that part is over now, we can start to have fun, can't we?" i sniffle and nod my head, smiling weakly at Him, the blindfold preventing me from seeing His response but sensing that things were not yet over… from my reckoning it couldn't be more than 8 o clock, there were another four hours before He would have to leave… if He left at all… i felt his mouth on my neck first, that intensely sensitive part, just at the juncture of neck and shoulder, i shuddered into instant arousal… He knows my body so well, knows just what will turn me on, or terrify me out of my wits. His lips reach my nipples, kissing and licking each one before nipping to increase the throbbing from both piercing and pleasure, He chuckles and i feel the head of His cock pushing against my cunt, for the second time in an hour my cunt opens for Him, "don't worry pet, i know how you like it" and before i can plead 'no' he slams into me.. his body crushing against the new ring in my clit, sparking the agony i had thought over… His mouth caught my screams, drowning them in his kiss, holding against me, still, not moving a muscle…. The pain slowed, not going away, but decreasing… i couldn't help myself, i began to move under Him, thrusting up towards Him, grasping His cock with my cunt muscles, milking Him, trying to throw Him beyond that icy control… he withdrew almost totally and once again slammed into me, the pain blooming again, adding sharp counterpoint to the dull throbbing in my gratefully neglected nipples… again and again he pulled almost totally from me, only to surge back again, each time renewing that awful pain… reminding me that i was marked forever… that i was His forever… i felt the orgasm begin to rise within me, felt His balls begin to tighten, i pulled my mouth from His, 'Master, i begged, please Master, may this slut cum?' "i don't think so," he grunted, "not yet" and pumped away again and again.. my mind reeling with pleasure and agony, rolling them together, making them one, each throb, each sharp shaft of pain pushing me closer and closer to the brink… 'Master!!' i scream ' oh Master please let this slut cum' i felt Him expand in me, felt Him explode in me, His cum stinging the inside of my cunt from the force of his ejaculation… then "cum, bitch" and i crash with Him, soaring higher than ever before, the world turning to red and gold… spiralling down, down… falling once more into that same room, tied to that same table… He pulls off the blindfold and as i blink in the light He kisses me, father-like, on the cheek and began to unfasten the ropes… "Well done pet, I enjoyed that, though i know you probably didn't like it too much… never mind, we aren't finished yet, we have a long night ahead of us, now, go and wash your face in the kitchen, I have something I want you to do……"


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