Twas the night before Christmas, gagging sounded through the house…

…Sir’s cock was stirring, right in a sluts mouth,

A fist nestled tight, wound in the hair,

Of the slut on her knees, completely stripped bare.


The neighbours relaxed, all snug in their bed,

Unaware of the force, pounding in the sluts head,

With Sir in a suit, all dressed from a do,

slut on the floor, her cunt oozing with goo.


Sir pushed slut aside, she fell with a clatter,

He came back with a club, to give her a batter,

Bent over the bench, he gave the first bash,

He knew something was right, when juice flowed from her gash.


The doorbell rang, to the door Sir did go,

He left slut bent over, her butt all a glow,

Voices rose through the house, before what should appear,

8 men in suits, slut whispered “oh dear”.


With little persuasion, slut crawled to their feet,

Kissing their shoes, with her greeting so sweet,

The kicks came and started, all fast with no rest,

Until one pulled slut up, holding on to her breast.


“NOW slut”, “NOW fucktoy”, they treated the whore,

To slapping her face, making her beg for more,

With a punch to the gut, she slammed to the wall,

All laughing hard, as they watched her fall.


Feeling all winded, and like she would die,

“Get up, we’ll be gentle”, she knew that was a lie,

So up to her feet, breathing as best cause she knew,

If she stayed down there, she’d be beaten black and blue.




And then in a twinkling, someone came up behind,

Grabbing slut by her throat, to play with her mind,

As slut came to focus, being turned around,

Hands were grabbed behind, and proceed to be bound.


He was dressed in black, from his head to his toe,

His flies undone, for slut to give him a blow,

slut on her knees, her head held back,

Cocks rammed down her throat, causing her to yack.


Bent over the bed, her time had now come,

To take them one at a time, up her little bum,

One by one they joined, in to be merry,

But if slut wanted to come, she must bark like Cherry.


Cocks pounded her hard, in her arsehole so tight,

Taking cocks in her mouth, as she tries not to bite,

her mind was a blur, and legs like jelly,

While all the time being recorded, to watch on the telly.


“Pull your ass cheeks apart”, she heard one of them say,

“We want to fill you with cum, the old fashioned way”

With a wink of Sir’s eye, and a crook of his head,

Soon gave her to know, she had nothing to dread.


They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,

And filled slut with cum, as they happily jerked,

When those who had cum, enjoying the pace,

A few who were left, wanted to wank in her face.


slut sprang to her knees, and looked into their eyes,

Enjoying the moment, before the good byes,

All covered in cum, blocking her sight,

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!


Slave gets gangbanged (Story)

Gone was my safe word, and warned if I were to use it I would get a horrid punishment using breast bondage, which he knows I don’t like. He would tightly bind my breasts with bands, get them all purple, hard and swollen, then beat them! I didn’t want that, I knew I didn’t, he knew I didn’t. I was going to do everything I could to please Sir this weekend, I promised myself I would. I put my trust into him, he didn’t tell me what was happening, but all I needed to know was that he would not let me out of his sight, and that I would be safe..

Saturday evening came, I took my time getting ready, nervously trying to apply my make up, trying to get it perfect, all the time wondering what the point was, when I am sure it was going to end up smeared over my face. I wore a short black dress with polka dots, which showed a lot of cleavage, just what Sir requested. I wasn’t allowed panties, as usual, and had to wear some nice heels. Sir arrived to pick me up promptly at 7pm.

He inspected me before we left, wanting to make sure I looked good for him, and that I had done everything he had requested. I looked away as he caught my eye, his hand placed under my chin, lifting it up. “Look at me slut” he said softly, my gaze met his, my knees were feeling weak as I felt uneasy being allowed to look at him.

“I have a fun evening planned for you, are you going to be a good girl?” he said, while brushing my hair away from my face.

“Yes Sir” I replied, with a little excited smile escaping.

“Good girl”

The anticipation was making me wet already, I could feel my juices between my thighs. His fingers crept down me, and under my dress. He smiled at me, as I made his fingers moist.

I looked down, smiling. Lifting my chin again, he leaned in to give me a slow passionate kiss. It’s strange as the softer, and nicer he was being with me, the more worried I was feeling, but the more he kissed me, the more I forgot about the everything else..

A quick punch to my stomach, caught me by surprise and I dropped to the floor winded. Gasping for air, he lifted me up by my hair, my body followed. His hand clasped tightly round my throat, as I was pushed back into the wall, he looked into my eyes, which were having a hard time staying open, smiled and said “Right slut, I think you are now ready, lets go!”

I felt far from ready, all that work making myself look nice, and I now feel like a mess!

I locked up and put the keys in my bag, with my phone and wallet, Sir grabbed it off me, said I wouldn’t be needing it. He turned my phone off, and put the bag in the boot. He ordered me to get in the back and lay down, he passed me a blindfold to put on. Once on, he then put a ball gag in, bound my wrists behind my back, and my ankles together, and covered me with a blanket.

To say I was wet, was an understatement…

I couldn’t keep track of where we were going to, possibly he drove for about 40 minutes, until he parked up. Not a word was said to me throughout the whole journey, and rock music was played loud. He left me in the locked car for a while. When he returned I heard guys talking, a couple of voices I think, the door opened and I did not recognise the voices. I started to panic as I was pulled up out the seat, and hoisted over some ones shoulder, I was bound, so my little wiggles were pointless. They took me inside, un-tied me, and placed me on my knees, I knelt there quivering, not so much of being cold, but more because I was feeling nervous. Footsteps came towards me, and the gag was taken out, and then the blindfold came off. A few couple of metres in front of me stood 5 handsome men, all staring back at me. I became very aware of myself, hair in a tangle, my dress had crept up my thighs, starting to show my pussy. I was blushing, I knew what Sir had in store for me tonight.

Sir yanked my hair to make me look at everyone, I felt so embarrassed, I’m not even sure why, he whispered so only I could hear him..

“I want you to tell everyone what a dirty little fuck toy you are, tell them how you want all your holes to be filled at once, to be taken and used, if I am satisfied then that is what will happen, if not, then it won’t. Your choice.”

I opened my mouth, but words did not want to come out, he yanked my hair, “Do it!” he ordered.

I started to say in a small voice what I wanted, what I had fantasied about, being taken by a group of men, being made to feel powerless, to feel used, beaten and sore, and then forced to take more. Some of the guys started to smile back at me, and I felt like I had done well. Sir got up and left me to join them, “sorry guys, I don’t think she wants it enough, sorry to waste your time” he explained.

Suddenly my voice came to life, I begged, louder, and pleaded for them not to go. I had thought about this for as long as I could remember, I wanted it and I wanted it now. I begged over and over.

Now they were all smiling, Sir said “That’s much better slut, now stand up”

I stepped back as 3 of the guys approached me, I couldn’t help it, they seemed quite domineering, and I really wanted to talk to Sir, but I could see him and the rest walking away. “Come with us” one of them said, “But Sir said he wasn’t going to let me leave his sight” I responded, I went to walk through between them, but was picked up and taken into a bedroom. I was struggling, saying that I wanted Sir to come back, they seemed to find it amusing!

He dropped me onto the bed, flipped me over so I was face down, hands were running all over me, not in a sensual way, more like they were handling a piece of meat. Hands went down to my cunt, and fingers slid easily inside me, he laughed, telling the other 2 to check out how wet I was, I could feel all of their hands down there, inside me, smearing my juices around my pussy, and then all over my face.

Hands round my throat guided me onto my knees, he started slapping my face, over and over, my eyes were shut, I opened them to see a fist coming at my face, I flinched as knuckles slowly kneaded my jaw. My heart skipped a beat, thankful that he did not punch my face. With hands around my throat, and a different one holding my head back by my hair, my mouth was wide open, unable to shut, a cock was shoved down my throat and held there. No warm up to giving head, just straight down, stopping my breathing. Making me gag as he eventually took it out. Oxygen rushed into me as I gasped for air. “I think she likes it” said one, “Keep doing it, remember her owner already explained how much she could take”

With that he continued, it went back in, holding it there for longer, and when he pulled out, not giving me time to breath he started fucking my throat. My struggles were useless against them all.

They all took their turns on my mouth, hard thrusts to the back of my throat, I don’t know how I didn’t throw up, guess it helped earlier that I was too excited to eat anything.

One of them released my throat, and within a few seconds I could feel his cock prodding my wet hole, sliding his cock up and down, it must have been covered in me. I was aching to be fucked in my little fuck hole, each time the tip got in the right place, I tried to edge myself onto it, but he pulled away. Instead he parted my ass cheeks and started pressing against my tight hole. I didn’t want this, I tried to move, I want to be cunt fucked, not ass fucked with no warm up.

He inserted his cock into me, I made muffled wines as he penetrated me, I could not move, I could barely breath, I was in pain as he started pumping it in and out, holding on to my hips and driving it into me, it seemed to take forever for the pain to subside even a little.

The way they were touching me and treating me, was like I had done something wrong, they were calling me all sorts of names, that usually only Sir would call me, like “Bitch, Fuck toy, Worthless Cunt, Slut, Whore” seemed even harsher coming from them, I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with it. Not that there was anything I could do about it though.

They were all swapping round, some of them fucking my ass hard and fast, some hard and slow, but all of them were doing so roughly. Cocks pressing in to the back of my throat and being held there, another skull fucking me fast, but not so deep. Cocks going from my ass in to my mouth, then back into my bum again.

I was starting to feel tired, but the door opened, Sir came in with the other 2 guys, he was smiling at me, and had a proud look on his face. I suddenly felt angry towards him, for leaving me, as soon as a cock left my mouth unattended, I piped up and snapped “You promised you wouldn’t leave me Sir!!”

He laughed and said “I guess you didn’t see the cameras you stupid little slut! You’ve never left my sight! You should not speak to me in that tone”

I felt stupid, and worried for talking to him like that.

A new cock was shoved into my throat, hands clasped my hair, keeping me firmly on him.

Sir explained that I would be getting punished for talking to him like that, my mouth was about to be washed out with soap.

I was told to kneel with my head against the wall, Sir held my hair with one hand and my small wrists behind my back with the other hand. I could see one of them putting soap on his cock, “Open now slut!” demanded Sir. I opened, not wanting to make things worse, I was already outnumbered. My mouth became full of cock, he was deliberately rotating it round my mouth, as if to cover every part of it with the rancid soap, I was starting to gag, I tried to pull away, but I was stuck there, he forced it down my throat. It was disgusting! As he pulled out of my mouth, I was coughing, and wanted to spit out the horrible taste, Sir forbade me to do so, I looked at him challengingly, whilst churning my tongue round my mouth. “Open up” Sir ordered, as I did, he pulled my jaw down and spat in my mouth, he invited everyone else to do the same, I had a mouth full of spit from 6 men, gross! “Wash it down with that, and don’t ever speak to me like that again, got it slut??”… “Yes Sir”, I replied through gritted teeth.

Sir went over to the bed, and ordered me to lay over him. I picked myself off the cold floor and went. I’m sure he could feel my wet cunt over his cock, he smiled. Someone came up behind me, and gagged me with a ball gag, they fastened it a bit too tight, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Sir guided himself into my wet fuck hole, I moaned as he slid in with ease, my pussy had been wanting some action for ages! I started to grind my hips, and Sir grabbed them to keep me still, he parted my ass cheeks, and asked who would like to go first. I kept still as one of them started to prod his cock against my tight hole, it was feeling like it wasn’t going to happen, just at that moment when you think it won’t, that’s when it pops in! OUCH! Fucking hell!! I jolted forwards, and both managed to slip out.

OWWWW!! Sir punched me in the stomach, and the other guy slapped my arse really hard!!! I instantly tried to say sorry, but forgot I was gagged! Sir held me by the throat as he entered my pussy again, held my cheeks apart forcefully so the other guy went back into my bum. It hurt like hell again, but at least I knew what to expect…

They both started pumping their cocks in and out of each hole, I was feeling full, very full, Sir still had hold of my neck, the other guy had twisted one of my arms behind my back. I may not of been bound, but I could not move at all. I shut my eyes, the pain started to ease, and the pleasure was kicking in, don’t get me wrong, I still felt full, but being held there and fucked by to men was quite possibly the best thing in the world!

My gag was taken off, and a guy twisted my head by my hair, gave me a few hard face slaps, before starting to fuck my mouth, I now had all my holes filled! My clit had been starting to rub from the pressure of being pushed down, I was starting to feel an orgasm build.. As I came, he held his cock down my throat so far, I made no noise what so ever, but I came so hard, very hard. I went very weak as he let me have some air. I so wanted to collapse in a heap, not that it made any difference, as all those hands were there, propping me up

The guys started to slow down, and I winced as they came out of me, Sir pushed me off and I laid down on the bed. My little rest was cut very short when I was manhandled by the other 3 guys into a different position, I was laying over the next guy, on my back, another guy in front of me parting my legs. One went into my ass, and the other gave my pussy a few spanks, before entering into it. I cried out, as not only was I feeling full, but I was starting to feel too sore. They fucked for a while, whilst someone else decided they would cruelly twist my head so they could get sucked off by me.

This repeated itself over and over, until I think every guy had fucked each of my holes at least once. Eventually they came to a stop, I was so thankful as I was feeling very weak

Sir ordered me to the floor to kneel, they all crowded round me, wanking their cocks above me, I knew what was going to happen. “Are you hungry slut?” Asked one of them, “Yes Sir” I meakly replied, and left my mouth open. They all ended up cumming over my face, in my mouth, in my hair and on my chest. It felt nice, but also quite gross at the same time, I had never ever been covered quite like that in spunk before.

“I bet you are thirsty slut” Sir said

“Yes I am Sir”

“Thought you might be, come with me”

He lead me into the bathroom, rather than the kitchen, I said I changed my mind, and that I was OK. I tried to leave, but the others were starting to follow in too.

I tried to say that I didn’t want it, but then some others grabbed me, and bound my hands behind my back, while Sir and someone put in the medical gag, they lifted me into the bath, and sat me to kneeling.

“Don’t make it worse for yourself slut” Sir warned, as I was trying to stand back up. Wondering how much worse it could be, I reluctantly knelt down again.

“Keep your head up at all times!

As Sir pissed into my mouth, the taste was un-bearable, I tried to keep my cum covered head up, but I just couldn’t, in the end he drenched my hair with his stinky piss. Afterwards, he grabbed hold of my hair, twisting it, making me yelp.

“Can’t believe you are making me hold your manky hair slut!!” He said in an angry tone.

One by one all the guys pissed into my mouth, and a fair bit was swallowed, by me, all the time Sir was painfully holding my head back, so my mouth was exposed.

The medical gag was taken out after the last one, I was feeling cold, used, covered in cum and piss, I stank, and felt bruised and sore. As I knelt in the bath looking down, I could feel all their eyes on me.

“What do you say slut?”

“Thank you for using me” I mumbled as I looked down.

“Doesn’t seem like you meant that, I want you to look at each person in the eyes, and say it”

I lifted my filthy face, and said in a clearer voice “Thank you for using me, I really enjoyed it… well most of it” I smiled to myself, as I went back to looking down.

Sir untied my wrists, and left me to have a nice warm shower alone, the hot water was very welcoming, and very quickly the piss and spunk was getting washed away down the drain. I could still feel lots of hands all over me, I had been touch, prodded, slapped and punched so many times, that my skin was feeling alive.

As soon as I turned off the shower, I heard the door open, I dried myself a little before stepping out, and Sir was standing looking at me, our eyes met, and he walked over to me. He started to praise me on how much I had been a Good Girl for him, these words were like magic for me, I could feel myself getting all happily excited. He inspected my body, looking at the various marks all over me, bent me over, looking at my swollen red pussy, parting the lips to make me wince, as it felt raw.

Once he was satisfied I was clean, he lead me into the bedroom, asking me how I was feeling, and if I felt like I could have taken more, or gone on for longer. Even though I was getting wet talking about it, I was true in saying that I was way too sore to do anymore, and was pleased when it stopped. I lay on the bed and he lay facing me, and started hugging me, I nuzzled into him, liking the contact.

His fingers went down my back, stroked my bum, and then went further to feel wetness.

“I think you’re lying to me!” He said in a warning tone.

My heart must of skipped a beat..

“I am not lying, what am I lying about Sir?”

“Your cunt is wet, you need more fucking slave!”

“No no no no Sir, honestly, I don’t, I am hurting!”

“You are wet, you stupid slut!”

I went to get up, but his hug turned into a tight hold. He grabbed my wrists with one of his hands and pulled them above my head. “Please Sir, don’t, I am in pain!” I pleaded with him.

Doing my best to wriggle my legs away, but he managed to get between them. I was pulling hard on my wrists but his grip would not loosen, OWWW! The more I tried to move them, the harder he got. He started slapping my face over and over again, whilst saying “Shut the fuck up! This is what you get for lying to me!”

He spat on my face, and continued slapping it, until my eyes filled up with tears. He stopped to enter his cock into my wet, swollen, sore fuck hole, he was fucking me hard, and fast. Tears were streaming down, and he covered my face with one of his hands, holding me down hard, pumping me fast with his throbbing cock. My pussy was aching so much; I don’t think it has ever hurt this much before, eventually he came, thrusting himself further up inside me as he did.

He rolled me over onto my side, hugging me from behind, pulling me close to his warm body. I pulled some of the duvet over me, and started to feel all snuggled up. He kissed my neck a few times, telling me I had been a good girl for him, I was forgetting just how sore I was right now.

My breathing stopped while he whispered to me “You are my slave, you belong to me”

The Medical Room (Story)

When I came round I was being bound to the medical chair. Last thing I remember was cumming really hard, on the bed in the other room. My arms felt weak, as I tried to wriggle free, my body felt very tired.

“Master” I said meekly, he didn’t respond to me at all, didn’t even look at me. “Master!” I said a little louder, in case he hadn’t heard me before. He continued to tie my legs up and apart on the gyno chair.

“Master, may please have some water and a few minutes to sort my head out?”

He ignored me again.

This is the first time he has ever ignored me, sometimes he has listened to my requests and said no, but this was the first. It felt strange, and I felt like there was nothing I could do. I thought about saying ‘Safe word’, but then I remembered what he said earlier. He stated that I knew there was no more safe word, and if I were to try and ever use it because I was scared, there would be such a severe punishment, like no other punishment he had ever inflicted on anyone before. His reason for this is that it would be a break of trust.

Once he was done restraining me, I gave a little wriggle, and I could hardly move an inch! My whole body had been restrained to the chair, my legs were up and apart, I felt very exposed and vulnerable.

I kept saying to myself, ‘I really hope I can trust him, I really do’. I thought a kiss would make me feel better and more connected to him again, after him ignoring me, I asked him very politely, and he still ignored me! I was starting to feel dejected and lonely.

“Right slave, we have a new rule, starting from now and for the rest of the day, you will only speak when spoken to, got it?” He looked me in the eyes, shivers were running through me, so many things I wanted to say to him. “But Master” I pleaded, “What are you going to do to me?”

He smiled and said “That’s for me to know and you to find out, now do you understand what I asked of you?” He spanked my pussy straight after.
“YES MASTER” I yelped!

“Good girl” he replied.

He left the room, I could feel the fear creeping into me, I was trying to relax and keep telling myself I can trust him.

A few minutes later he returned, “Now slave, I would like for you to pick what happens to you.” A smile returned to my face. “I have some lovely needles for you… Or I have an enema for you… so what is it going to be” My smile faded fast!

Terror started to run through me, “But Master, please don’t, I really don’t want either, please Master!” He looked a bit annoyed, he slapped my face, which didn’t move much as I was in a posture collar. “Look at me!” he snapped. I opened my eyes to meet his.

“I thought I was being nice by giving you a choice, clearly I was wrong”

“Master I’m sorry”

“It’s too late for apologies now, you are going to be getting both and not in the way I intended, I was only going to put 2 small needles by a nipple, and now I’m going to do 2 decent sized ones by both!”

I squirmed in the chair, I was shaking, and pleading for him to reconsider.

“Also because you did not pick for yourself I will be putting needles round your cunt, after a good pussy spanking!”

“Oh my god Master, please please don’t, please untie me now! Please Master, I’m begging you!”

“You will be getting the enema after all that too, so throughout all the needles, you’ve got that to look forward too!” He said with an evil smile.

I really felt like I had got in the deep end. There was no way out, nothing I could do but to take it. Take all he wanted to give me. I was still pleading with him.

Despite how I was feeling, my cunt was dripping wet, he rubbed his hand over it and then rubbed it all over my face.

He got some of my panties, that I had been wearing earlier, and run them under cold water, until they were sopping wet. Then he rubbed them over my wet cunt, placed them into my mouth, and fastened a ball gag, to hold them in place. My mouth was full, I could not make much noise at all.

He said that it was necessary, as he wanted me to be quiet and calm. He was thinking about blindfolding me, but then decided not to, as he was enjoying seeing the fear in my eyes.

He moved towards my pussy, grabbing it and squeezing it, I shut my eyes and tried to calm down. Master gave it one hard spank, my eyes shot open, and I let out a muffled scream, the shock and pain was too much, I put my head back and he did another one! This was so hard already, I don’t know how much more I can take. Then he continued with hard spanks and no gaps in between, because of the gag my screams were not loud at all, but the pain was immense. I wanted to close my legs, but there was no give at all. He stopped after about 20 hits.

I heard the table on wheels being moved, he took some alcohol wipes and started cleaning round my cunt. This was not something we had spoken about, I was surprised when he put them round my nipples before! The first needle came out of the packet, and he showed it to me. I was sweating, and yelping through the gag, trying to shake my head. He sniggered as he looked at my feeble attempts to get some control back.

I felt some skin being pulled, and ‘oh my fucking god!!!’ “aaaaarrrrrrggghhhhh”
He put it through, I’m shaking and going very red, tears are rolling down my face, “Master!!!!! STOP!!” I shouted through the gag, no words came out of it, just noise.

He took a few moments to look at my face, and smiled, before putting the other one through. “AAARRRRGGGHHHH” I don’t know how much more of this I can take, ‘the sadistic son of a bitch’ I thought to myself.

I was trying to catch my breath, tears were streaming from my eyes, I could not stop sobbing. He walked up to my face and I tried to look away, I was livid. “Look at me Juliette” he said quietly. I kept my wet eyes shut and didn’t turn my head.

“Juliette Stop”

I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes, and looked at him. He kissed my tears, and stroked my face. I started to cry more again.

After a few moments, he went back to my cunt and pulled out the needles one at a time. “OUCH!” He cleaned the area, and it stung bad.

Tears still rolling down, as he came back to my face, he put his head close to mine, and snuggled into me, as he did he was whispering “Good girl” over and over.

I started to feel a little better, and very light headed. Staying up near my face, he pulled over the table, and started wiping my tits with a wipe. I was so in need of a break, but resigned myself to the fact that would not be happening anytime soon.

He picked up some needles and showed them to me, I looked at them, and looked surprised! “Yes, they are bigger than ones you have had before, about double the size in fact, so they may hurt a little more”

I shook my head vigorously. He walked around me and checked my bonds, and tightening them in places. I looked at him and tried to plead with my eyes for him not do it. He covered them with a blindfold.

I could hear a packet being undone, and my nipple was being moved and squeezed, he started to put it through, “OOUUUCCCHHHHH” Oh my god the pain, fuck, the pain, fuck!!!!!! I’m so worried it will mark me, those needles were really big, I kept screaming through the gag. The second one went in, I couldn’t catch my breath, I was hysterically crying and could not stop.

He went round to the other one, and proceeded to do the same. With even more reaction from me, the pain was unbearable, my head was spinning, I was sweating and shaking. I needed to stop crying to catch my breath, but couldn’t.

The blindfold came off. I nervously looked down. I was a little confused, I’m sure the needles had been bigger that he had shown me. He sniggered, and told me that he had never intended on using the bigger ones. ‘You Fucker!’ I thought to myself.

The distraction of finding out the real size of the needles used, meant I stopped crying so much. Master was enjoying watching me, struggling to take the pain and sobbing my heart out.

A few minutes passed, and it was time for them to come out. Pulling them out was scary as I could see them this time, and that was making me go a bit queasy. He wiped the area, making it sting like mad!

“Good girl” he praised. “Don’t relax too much hunny, we’re not done yet now, are we?”

Damn it, why can’t this be over, I’ve had enough!

I could hear him sorting out the enema. Fear was coming over me again. This is not something we had discussed, I do not want this, a few things can be left in fantasy land, why doesn’t he get that!

He started putting some lube on my hole, and started teasing a finger in and out. Normally that would feel nice, but I’m so scared. I could hear him giggling, “You may want to relax a bit more, I’m having trouble with just one finger in your ass today!”

I tried what he said, knowing that it would probably be better for me.

He inserted the end of it into me, and said it would take a few minutes for the bag to empty its contents into me.

I feel awful; this is the most humiliating thing he has ever done to me.

The liquid was flowing into me; he was massaging my stomach making the water fill me up more and more. Once he seemed satisfied he took the tube end out of me. My mind was drifting back to the story I remember him sending to me, that he had written for a friend. I realised that he was not going to let me go to the toilet, ‘bastard, fucking bastard!’

He told me to hold on to the water for 5 minutes. I was trembling, and gently sobbing at how he was making me feel. You know sometimes you think you’re in a dream, well that’s how I felt, only it wasn’t a dream, it was a full on nightmare!

This can’t be happening to me, it just can’t.

He held a bucket close to me, and said “Time’s up!”

I refused to let the water go.

He warned me to do it, or I would be very sorry.

I didn’t, I wouldn’t, I couldn’t.

He spanked my sore pussy really hard! “AAAARRRGGGHHHH”

I didn’t have much of a choice, I couldn’t hold on to it after that. I felt utterly humiliated as the water jetted out of me into the bucket. I have never felt violated this much before. Part of me was hating, him so much right now. I just wanted to hide away.

I was hysterically crying, and couldn’t get it under control, my breathing was hard, as my nose was blocked up from all the crying from before.

Once he was happy that I was done, he took the bucket away and emptied it. I was mortified, and ashamed. I had never felt this bad before, and was finding it hard to believe that he actually has any love for me to make me feel this hurt.

When he returned, he cleaned me up, but didn’t untie me. Stroking my face, kissing my tears, he gently said “Good girl, I’m very proud of my beautiful slave.”
He was giving me lots of praise and kisses. I was still feeling hurt and humiliated, it was probably wise that he hadn’t ungagged me yet, as I think I would of said some nasty things to him.

Instead, after lots of praise, he said I had made him extremely horny, and he wanted to fuck me, first in my pussy and then in my ass. If I’m good and take it well then he will let me have a nice hard cum afterwards. Finally something nice to look forward too!!!! He couldn’t see it, but I felt a little smile on my face.

It had only just occurred to me now how much my pussy has been aching for his cock! He put on a condom, and easily entered my pussy. Because of the position of my legs, and height of the chair he was able to penetrate me very deep, it was a little owie, but compared to everything else, it seemed far easier to take! I was moaning a little into the gag, and enjoying his thrusts.

Whilst fucking me, he grabbed the lube, put some on his fingers and then started to tease my bum hole with it. He pulled out and put some on his cock and started pressing against my hole. I relaxed as much as I could when he started to enter. Not giving me much chance to getting used to him, he slowly pushed in all the way, and kept on doing little pushes to get further and further, I was gasping into the gag.

His fucking started to get harder and faster, and somehow deeper. I was feeling very full and only wish I had something on my clit, as I really wanted to cum. He was starting to fuck me selfishly, not thinking about my pleasure, as he was getting faster. He spat on my face, and told me that it should be very clear that I was his property for him to use when ever and however he sees fit. He said that all this was my own fault, as I am a filthy cunt.

I moaned into the gag as he thrust into me, spurting his cum inside me, I could feel him pumping it up into me, stretching my ass just a little more.

Spit was running off my face. As he pulled his cock out of me, I started to relax, he must have seen, because at that moment he gave my pussy a sharp spank! OUCH!

He undone my gag, and took it off. I was very pleased to be able to move my mouth again. “Tilt your head back and open your mouth” he said, so I did…
Warm spunk was dripped into my mouth from the condom. It was very welcoming, especially after the gag being in for so long.

He said that I pleased him a lot, and that he wanted me to have a hard cum for him now. I was feeling exhausted, and excited, I replied with “I would love that, thank you Master.”

Placing a plastic bag over my head, he reached for the inflatable butt plug, lubed it up and eased it into me. It slotted into place, and I held it there. He placed the vibrator part in one of my hands, and the inflatable part in the other. He said I should make sure I hold on to it tight, cause if I drop it then I won’t be getting it back!

I switched the vibrator on. He put the wand to my clit and started teasing my clit with it, before settling it down, for me to enjoy. His other hand clamped the bag down, so my breathing was starting to get shallow. I was starting to feel warm, and could feel a climax building up. I pumped up the plug and turned it up a bit more, the wand was getting me closer and closer, the bag was getting smaller and smaller.

I pumped the plug again and turned it up, as I did a massive orgasm came over me. The plastic bag was not removed; I was gasping, and unable to speak. I let the plug down, and dropped the controls. He didn’t move the wand, it was intense, I tried to ask for him to move the wand but nothing came out of my mouth.

The bag opened, for a blast of air and then shut again, I started to cum again, really hard, ‘oh my god, I don’t think I can take much more’, he kept the wand on me, and turned it up, ‘FUCK!’ Quick blast of air, he instructed me to take a deep breath, I did, and he clamped it shut. Another orgasm was going through me, I was moaning very loud, I couldn’t form any words, my head was spinning, every thing was starting to go distorted. Everything went dark.

I opened my eyes to see him, stroking my face, I felt wet and a bit cold, looking deep into his eyes, I said “Thank you for making me cum Master.”
I’m pretty sure that was the hardest I had ever cum. He told me I was a good girl, and he felt lucky to have me as his slave.

I felt honoured to be his slave.

I was looking forward to getting out of the chair, and snuggling into his arms.

The Contract (Story)

I turned up at his house, rung the bell and waited patiently and excitedly for him to open the door. No answer. But he knew I was coming, and knew when I had got off the ferry. I rang again…. Nothing. I knocked on the door instead, as I did the door sneaked open, so I pushed it, and peered inside.

I called out a couple of times, “Master?” “Paul?” Still no answer.

Very strange, I put my bags down, and started to walk through the front room. Next thing I was suddenly grabbed from behind and pushed to the floor, I let out a yelp in surprise. He was sitting on me, my arms pinned under his legs, and my face pushed into the floor. My heart was racing and I was trembling. He leant forward and I could hear and feel his breathing in my ear, “hello Juliette” he whispered. I could hear him smiling. “Hello Master” I said as my lips brushed past the floor.

He put a hood over my head, handcuffed my hands behind my back, and told me to get up. Feeling quite disorientated, I struggled to my feet, I felt him lean into me, thinking he was going to give me a hug, I leant towards him. I was wrong, he lifted me up over his shoulder, I was wriggling around and felt very out of control, he carried me towards the stairs and I screamed at him. This felt really scary, the stairs have no banister, my arms are bound, I’m so scared he’ll drop me. He warns me to keep still and be quiet.

He throws me onto the bed and my arms jab into my back, I try to free them a bit, but it’s no use. He laid next to me and took off the hood. I blinked at the brightness, and saw him. He was looking deep into my eyes, and I was feeling very special, but had a sinking feeling that that was about to change.

He stroked my face, and thanked me for coming to see him. But this time my visit would be a little different, and that he has a new contract, which I will be signing. “I look forward to reading it Master, but I can’t sign it until I’m happy with it” I said. “That’s fine honey, but you WILL be signing it” he replied with a cheeky grin.

He un-cuffed my hands, and tied them using rope to the head of the bed, he got the contract, straddled me, and proceeded to read it. Most of it started off like the last one, I was more than happy with everything he was saying, and couldn’t understand what was to be so different this time. He read on, “Master will succeed to break down slave’s toilet boundaries”, “What?!” I snapped. He slapped my face hard and told me not to talk to him that way, and to let him finish. “But please Master, I’ve said no to that before, please Master I’m begging you! You know I’m not happy with that, why would you do that to me?”

He smiled, and simply replied with “Because I feel like it”.

He started to read on and I snapped at him again, which was followed by another slap, harder than the previous one, but on the same spot. He got a ball gag, and fastened it round my head. I was feeling very worried, and felt like I was losing what little power for myself, I had left.

He read on “The safe word will be useless in ALL play this weekend, and ‘Mercy’ will only be considered if Master deems fit to do so.” Master looked at me, only this time I was not feeling as special as I did earlier, instead my heart was sinking, and I was feeling very nervous. I’m sure my eyes must have looked quite worried. I shook my head, he smiled and gave me a kiss.

“slave will be pushed to her limit mentally this weekend, she will break down and she will submit to her Master” I was shaking, and sweating.

The contract had been read out to me word for word, and there was no way in hell I was going to sign. “Are you ready to sign now, my beautiful slave?”, I responded by shaking my head. Master said, “Oh really? See now I have a feeling that you will sign it”, I shook my head again, more vigorously.

He took my skirt, panties and shoes off, and spread my legs apart at the ankles on a spreader bar, and then again at the knees with another spreader bar. His fingers rubbed around my cunt and spread my juices around, he took a little taste and then wiped his hand over my face. “It’s reasons like that, that I am sure you will sign it, part of you obviously liked what you heard, you dirty slut!”

I saw him get the electric play stuff, and started to lube up the torpedo dildo. Holding it up in front of me he asked me if I was sure about not signing. I shook my head and tried to plead with him through the ball gag.

I felt the cold toy against my cunt, very quickly he shoved it into me, making me squeal! He turned it on quite high, then stopped it, and again, then stopped it. Looking at me he said, “Have you come to your senses yet?” I wriggled around and tried to say “No fucking way!”, all the words were muffled, I think he only heard ‘No’. The dildo was now consistently on high, he got off the bed.

The hood went back on, I couldn’t see and this was now making me more terrified!

He started clipping pegs to my pussy, each one making me squirm, and cry out in pain. I can’t believe he is pushing this so much, there was a lot in the contract that he knows I wouldn’t want to sign to. This is the cruellest he has been to me, even tickling was in there too! It was an evil contract, and I wanted to go home.

The electric went up. My clit was pulsing. My eyes were welling up.  The hood came off. He stroked my face and said, “aww look at you, you’ve got yourself all worked up, why don’t you just sign it so you can have a breather?”

He un-done the ball gag. I pleaded “Master, please Master, I can’t sign that, so many things in there that I am not happy with, I would even rather go home than to sign that, please Master, don’t be so cruel, it’s too much”.

“You want to be my slave though, am I right?”

“Yes, but..”

“Well this is what I was to do with my slave”

“But Master..”

“So I think you ought to be telling me you are going to sign, am I right?”

The electric had been turned up, he twisted a peg, released it and pinched where it had been, “OWWWWW” I screamed.


He grabbed the plastic bag, and placed it over my head, held it tight at my neck and watched me breathe. My breathing was getting shallower, twisting and pulling each peg, my screams making my breathing go shallow, more and more quickly. He turned up the electric. I wondered who was going to crack first, he could see the bag getting closer to my face, “Master please don’t”, I wheezed. “Please…. Master…” “Master…..I can’t…..” I needed air…. “ok…. Master… I… will….sign”

Immediately the bag was opened, oxygen rushed in, I couldn’t focus, my vision had gone, I felt floaty and distant. I started to cry, he gave me kisses on my tears and whispered “Good girl”.