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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Nothing true here, just a story that's been in my head, part 1 here, will post more if enough interest:

Her dreams were dark and sinister, visions of tall menacing figures drifted through her head, flames burned at her skin, searing her ankles, her wrists, she felt scared and alone and yet in the darkness of her dream there was a warmth in her body, a sexual heat that burned right through her, igniting her every fibre. Suddenly the tall dark figure launched himself at her and she snapped awake with a scream lifting her body off the bed as she tried to bolt upright.

Her mind was a confused mess as pain flared through her wrists and she was flung back down onto the bed. Was this the dream, was this real, why did she feel the burning, what was going on. She lay there for some time, panting and confused, trying to gather herself back into the real world, work out what was happening. Slowly her memory came back in patches, she remembered the bed, the task, she had failed, she had let him down, she was being punished.

As she slowly opened her eyes and looked around, more and more memories came back to her as she absorbed everything that she was seeing around the room. She looked down at her body, naked apart from the white cotton panties and saw she was drenched in sweat. She looked slowly to the side and saw the rope, thick and white and tied so expertly around her wrists, she could see her wrists raw from them, that was the heat that she had felt. She looked down and saw her legs spread, her ankles tied in the same expert way, spread eagle across the white mattress.

She looked around the room, bare of any furniture other than the bed, its grey walls barely visibly in the dim light of the room, just a crack of light shining through the blinds casting shadows across the bed. She knew this room, she knew it well, this was her room when she failed, when she broke rules or did something wrong. This was where she came for punishment from him, to be alone with her thoughts or regrets for whatever she had done, or to wait for whatever punishment he had decided for her.

As she thought of him a warm feeling flooded through her body, for the first time since she had awoke she was aware of how aroused she was, she could feel her panties clinging to her body, the fabric was soaked and she knew that she had been wet for hours, while she had lay here awake and eventually asleep her body had been on fire. She could feel her clitoris, swollen and aching, oh how she wanted to touch herself or to squeeze her legs together but she couldn’t, he had bound her and all she could do was lay there, ache and soak her panties.

She thought of him again, her man, her master, she was his, utterly his, she loved him more than she could ever say and she had given herself to him completely. Whatever was his bidding was her command and in return he loved her and protected her. He tested her and nurtured her, he had taken her to places she had never even imagined, pushed her every limit and explored her body, her boundaries and her mind more than she ever imagined anyone was capable of. She loved him, trusted him beyond words and yet feared him all at the same time, and it was an intoxicating mix for her, she was so utterly drawn to his power, his will that she honestly thought there wasn’t a thing she wouldn’t do if he asked of it.

To be continued (if enough interest)......

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By *ilf61Man
over a year ago

Taunton

great so far...waiting for more

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

OK slightly longer part two:

As she lay there and thought of him, her senses grew more and more accustomed to the room and suddenly she was aware of the gentle breathing off to her left. Of course, she was so stupid, of course he was here, she should have known it, did she really not understand him enough by now. She titled her head and looked across to her left, there he was, sat in the corner in just a pair of jeans and nothing else, his bare torso visible in stripes in the beams of light, his eyes dark and brooding as he watched her on the bed. She tried to read those eyes but there was no expression there to give away how he was feeling, she smiled at him but all she got back was that solid, unmoving, brooding stare.

How long had he been there, had he watched her sleep, had he stayed with her this whole time, and how long was she asleep, was it hours, was it minutes. From the rawness of her wrists she expected that she had been there some time. She saw the empty plate and glass by the side of his chair and knew that he had stayed there, he had sat and watched her sleep the whole time, only leaving to get himself something to eat, then returning with it and watching her again. This whole thought process brought a fresh new ache between her legs, a fire inside her and she felt the wetness between her lips, her clitoris screaming out for contact, for touch.

Her heart stopped for a moment as he stood up, she felt herself biting her lip hard as she watched him stand, what was he about to do? He stared and her and his gaze never left hers as he walked slowly towards the bed, she could see flashes of his face, his body as he walked and the light slid across him. As he reached the bed she just stared, holding her breath, biting her lip so hard she could taste blood. She saw him slip a hand into his pocket and pull out something hard and colourful and in that instant she realised it was a flick blade.

He started to raise the hand with the blade and she let out a loud gasp before she could stop herself, he stopped instantly frozen in his pose, his hand half raised with the closed blade in it. He looked into her eyes and slowly shook his head and she could feel it, the disappointment in his eyes, oh why did she gasp, she should trust him completely by now, he looked betrayed that she thought he might really harm her.

She lowered her eyes and nodded showing him that she knew what she had done and that she was sorry. The smallest of smiles crept across his face and he flicked the blade of the knife open. This time she had control of herself and she didn’t so much as flinch as she heard the flick and saw the glint of shiny steal.

He brought the knife down and she really had no idea what he was planning to do with it, her body almost exploded with intense longing as she felt his knuckles rest against her hip and the cool blade slip beneath the stitching of her panties. She had to hold back on the edge of an orgasm as she knew she dare not cum without his permission, he would be furious, this was a test, a punishment and she needed to not fail him.

She heard the tearing, the slice as the sharp blade run right through the cotton and she felt the side of her panties open, her bare thigh exposed. She had never dreamed that something like this, the feel of a blade against her skin as she lay here powerless could be such a deeply erotic experience. He leaned over and repeated the process with the other side and her panties lay on her body now like a loose wet rag. He slowly traced the back of the blade up across her waist, running it across her belly button, and between her breasts. She was breathing deep now, excited and terrified at the same time, she didn’t know if she was able to keep back the feeling in her body, the tight not building, the orgasm screaming to be released.

He lifted the blade and closed the knife shut before sliding it back into his pocket. She tried to calm her breathing to regain control of her body but she almost lost the control once more as he reached down and pulled the panties from between her legs, she felt them slide from beneath her cheeks and the fabric brushed across her aroused clit as he slide them off her. She looked down and she could see how completely stained with her, the once clean white fabric stained and almost transparent from her juices, it made her feel excited and dirty at the same time.

To be continued (if you want more )..........

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story xxx

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Yeah more

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By *ilf61Man
over a year ago

Taunton

Definately more

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

more please

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Glad you like it guys, here's part 3

He stared at her as he lifted the panties and pressed them to his lips, he closed his eyes as he brushed the fabric over them and she knew he could taste her, and smell her. Oh god this was too much, how much longer could she hold back, every inch of her body was crawling with heat, she ached for him to take her, claim her right now. But she could only watch helplessly as he brushed them across his lips once more before curling them into a ball and slipping them into the same pocket as the knife.

He slowly inched backwards and sat back in the corner and she could only watch him helplessly and wonder was this it, was her punishment over or did he have other plans, she could never underestimate his deviously inventive mind so she had to assume that there was more to come or he would have released her by now. He sat there staring at her for what seemed like an eternity and she just looked back. She ached to say something , to speak to him but she knew better than to try, right now she needed to do what she was bid and no more or no less. So she just stared back at him and tried to read him even though she knew that was a pointless exercise.

Finally he slid his hand down beside the chair and picked up his phone, she watched him as he typed something short into it, she had no idea what it was but she assumed it was a text message. He put the phone down and her heart stopped once more as she heard a faint beep from somewhere outside the room. Oh god, someone is here? He messaged someone from inside the house? What the hell is going to happen next, she started to feel genuine fear once more and wriggle a little on the bed, but her wrists were too raw to move too much.

She heard the footsteps approaching for what seemed like forever, she couldn’t tell be she was sure that it was more than one person, the footsteps just seemed too many and too heavy. She stared at the doorway in front of her, no idea what was about to happen and then eventually the door slowly slid open. She squinted in the dark to try and see the figure in the doorway, it looked tall and broad, was it a man, yes It was clearly a man but there was something odd about him, something not right. Slowly she started to process the figure in front of her in the dark and she could see it was a man, a naked man, he had nothing on other than a mask over his head, it was a full face mask with just his eyes showing, she looked down his naked torso and saw his erect cock standing proud and she started to get a fair idea of what was about to happen.

As the man entered the room she saw this was another behind him, dressed exactly the same way, she didn’t see him at first as he was shorter and less portly than the first man but she could already see there was another behind this man too. Oh god, three men, what is he thinking, what is he going to have me do. But as they entered the room and finally closed the door she realised that it wasn’t three, it was four. He had arrange four naked men, all masked and all standing there erect and stroking themselves while looking at her.

She looked to her master with pleading eyes but he only stared back at her without expression. She had got it, she understood her punishment, she had flirted with that man, she knew she had flirted outrageously and she had done it just to get her masters attention and this was her punishment. If she was going to act like a slut, then she was going to be a slut, he was so ingeniously cruel why did she ever try to push him, she should have known the outcome.

He looked passed her and nodded at the men and they slowly approached the bed. She saw one of them, the taller broader one slipping a condom onto his hard cock, she could see that he was quite big and thick and she knew that as soon as he was done he was going to push it inside her. Meanwhile one of the other men kneeled up onto the bed and moved his shaft to within inches of her mouth. She looked up at him, she found no attraction towards him at all, how could she, her heart, her mind, her body and soul were all her masters but she knew what was expected of her and so she leaned forward and slid her lips around him and slowly eased his shaft into her mouth.

As she slowly sucked and licked on the man near her face she felt the first one crawl up onto the bed and lean over her, she could feel his shaft pressing between her soaking legs and she closed her eyes as she felt it push into her, slowly sliding in deeper and deeper as her body reacted to the pressure of it. Oh god, she knew she was being punished, that she was being treated like a dirty slut, that she should be feeling shameful, but right now at this moment having been so tortured and left on the edge for hours, she felt like a cock hungry slut and she wanted it, she wanted it in her, she needed to be fucked.

She sucked harder and deeper on the cock in her mouth as the other man started to build a rhythm and slowly pump his cock in and out of her hot, tight and wet pussy. She knew she wouldn’t be able to go much longer, her body was on fire, but she needed his permission, his blessing she couldn’t without his approval. She took the cock out of her mouth and gripped the shaft in her fingers as she turned around to look at her master, the rope pulled at her raw skin but she didn’t care anymore. She could see the other man pumping away at her, she could see his cock sliding in and out of her. She looked at her master and mouthed one silent word at him “pleaaassseeeee”, he stared back at her, smiled and nodded.

She flopped back onto the bed and let it all go, let the orgasm take her, the one she’d been aching for. She felt every nerve ending of her body on fire as it ripped through her, her juices gushing out of her pussy, her muscles tight and pulling on the cock inside her, her body bucking as it takes over her. It’s obviously too much for the man inside her as he pulls out, pulls off the condom and cums on her. She feels the hot sticky cum splash over her stomach as he moans out loud, the whole sight making her own orgasm more intense as it rips through her. Not because of him cumming but because she knows, he told them before they started, no one is to cum in his girl, oh god she loves him so much.

She collapses onto the bed, breathing deeply as the orgasm slowly subsides and she regains her awareness of her surroundings, for a moment she forgets what is happening and she thinks about slipping back into sleep, she feels so tired but they’re not done with her. No sooner does the man climb off her than another one climbs on and she feels another cock sliding into her pussy.

Despite her feeling of exhaustion, she is still so aroused she can’t help but feel herself go with it. Can she really be this bad, is she really this cock hungry, is this part of the punishment, to release her inner slut? She stops thinking about it and just goes with it, as the man pumps into her she wraps her lips around another cock and sucks on it with hunger.

Final part to come......

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

looking forward to last part

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By *Brinksy xxWoman
over a year ago

Halesowen

excellent story!

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By *ilf61Man
over a year ago

Taunton

cant wait

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Here you go guys, final part. Hope you like the ending

She’s lost track of time, every muscle of her body aches, every one of them must have had her at least once, she’s forgotten how many time she’s cum, it’s all just a blur, she is hot and wet and sticky from where they have all cum on her, not one of them inside her. She is barely conscious of them all leaving one at a time, wordlessly, she thinks she is slipping in and out of sleep but she’s not sure any more what’s real and what isn’t.

Suddenly she feels a kiss on her forehead and she opens her eyes and looks up, he is there over her, looking deep into her eyes, her master, her love, she can see the love in his eyes and she melts into them. She feels his arms slide under her and he lifts her up. When did he take off the restraints? She wasn’t even aware that he had, did she drift off to sleep while he did it?

He picks her up and cradles her in his arms, she wraps her arms around his neck and collapses into him, feeling his warm body against her, she smiles to herself as he carries her out of the room and into the bathroom. She looks around to see a bath already filled, the room is filled with the scent of relaxing oils and the bath is surrounded with soft candles. He eases her gently into the hot water and it feels like every muscle in her body lets out a sigh as the warm wraps around her.

She opens her eyes slowly, she must have drifted off to sleep once more, she looks around and see’s that she is still in the warm bath, he must have kept topping up to keep the water warm for her. He is still there, her man, her master, his face is softer now filled with love and compassion, he has forgiven her mistake, she lets out a deep sigh and slides down into the warm soothing water. She feels him lift her back up and as she looks over she sees a soapy sponge in his hand. He smiles down at her as he slowly and meticulously starts to bathe her whole body.

She lays in bed under the soft silky sheets, their bed this time, not the cold hard mattress of the punishment room, they’re bed in their room. She snuggles down into the sheets as she waits for him, he had bathed her, washed her hair, dried her and carried he into their bed sliding her down into it and then kissing her gently before he slipped off promising to be back within just a few moments. She looks over and sees him enter the room, he’s completely naked as is she and he raises an eyebrow at her watching him as he reaches over and flicks out the light.

In the darkness she feels his body slide in next to hers and then his lips press against hers as he kisses her first softly, then deep and passionately. She feels him slide on to her his hardness pressing between her legs and she knows, whatever conditions she is in, however tired or aching she is, she will always be available to him. They make gentle, slow love there in the dark, him sliding in and out of her slowly and his lips against hers as he holds her down below him. As she feels him reach orgasm and she feels his hot seed inside her she loses herself too in a deep orgasm that rips through her body, nothing ever feels like the feeling of him inside her, his seed filling her, his, all his, forever………

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By *rStarbuckMan
over a year ago

Edinburgh

Great story

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Yeah loved the ending

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Thank you, really glad that you liked it

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