I wait, kneeling as instructed, in my lounge, wearing nothing but the lacy suspender belt, with fishnet stockings, and the crotchless knickers that frame my cage. A plug is inserted in my hole, again as instructed. The front door has been left unlocked so you can let yourself in.
I breath slowly, trying to calm myself, knowing you will be here soon. My mind wanders to what is to come and what you have in store for me, I’ve laid out my toys as requested but there are so many it’s impossible to guess which will be used.
I’m stirred from my thoughts by the sound of a car outside, and I wonder if it’s you, or just another resident – with my door opening onto the courtyard parking in front of my house, I know there’s a risk that when you arrive if a neighbour is out they may see me but that makes it somehow more exciting.
The engine noise stops and I hear a door open and close, my heart beating faster as my eyes flick to the clock and I see it’s the time we agreed.
I adjust my position, raising my hands holding out the collar and leash, and lower my eyes as I hear footsteps. Finally I hear the front door open, and feel a cool breeze pass across my body as the door is held open for what seems like agonising minutes, exposing me to anyone that cares to glance in.
The door closes and I hear it locked and my breathing eases a little, but I daren’t look up, I know it’s you, can feel your eyes on me.
Your feet appear in my eyeline, and I remain still. The collar and leash are lifted from my hands and I feel the collar go round my neck and be fastened.
“Now you’re my slut whore”
I feel myself blush at these words.
“Open your mouth slut, and lift your head, I have a use for that hole”
I do as I am told and lower my jaw obediently, raising my head but keeping my eyes lowered.
A hand goes to my hair and grasps it firmly, making me gasp and without warning you thrust into me filling me with your shaft.
“Didn’t even gag you filthy cunt”
Your hand holds my head steady as you rock your hips, sliding in and out of my mouth, taking it as yours, my eyes stream as it goes deeper, nostrils flaring, allowing myself to be taken.
You continue to thrust in and out, your grasp on my hair tightening further, pulling me onto you.
“You’re a fucking whore, what are you?”
Your cock is removed and I gasp.
“A fucking whore Sir”
“Too right, and what do whore cunts deserve?”
My mind races searching for the answer, but is cut off by a slap to my face, stinging my cheek.
“Cock and punishment is the answer, now stand up and lean across that table.”
I move and position myself placing my legs apart level with the table legs and reaching forwards to grasp the far end of the square table.
You move around me, reaching beneath my chest to attach a clamp to my right nipple, making me gasp as it bites, you pass the chain beneath the table and attach the other clamp to my left bud, before finally cuffing my ankles and wrists to the table legs.
“Now I have you just where I want you slut, each movement is going to tug on your nipples you know”
I feel your hands tug at my knickers, pulling them down to my knees, exposing my arse to you – your hands reach through and pull my balls back to you, squeezing them as you do.
There’s then the unmistakable bite of a peg being attached, making me whimper and gasp.
“Do I have to gag you too cunt? All this noise!!”
I hang my head, knowing an answer is not required.
Further pegs are added, I lose count after ten, biting into my sack, each one making me wince.
“Open your mouth whore”
I do as I am told, and the ball gag is inserted and fastened behind my head.
“That’ll shut you the fuck up. Now I promised cock and punishment, and I think we start with punishment – six strokes of the cane, cold”
My eyes widen, knowing cold is the worst, but resigned to my fate I breath and try to calm myself.
The cane tap taps across my cheeks as you find your mark, I can’t help but tense in readiness, unable to move, restrained and at your mercy.
The cane lifts and lands harshly across my cheeks, causing me to buck and tug at the clamps, doubling the sensation – the stinging across my arse mixing with the tight pinch to my nipples.
Again the soft tapping, finding a spot just beneath the first searing line – again the cane lifts and lands making me writhe, my eyes widening, the drool slithering from my mouth as I try, but fail, to cry out.
The next lands across the tops of my thighs, making me scream despite the gag – three distinct stripes of pain, my nipples sore and tender.
I feel you step close to me, your fingers caressing my cheeks, tracing the lines across them.
“Some nice welts there slut, three more to go.”
You deliver the next three, hard and fast, barely giving me time to breath and register the pain between each one – my cheeks burning with the sensation, my nipples so tender and sore.
You step close once more, running your nails over the welts, making me wince.
Your finger trails down my crack, sliding lower until it finds the plug in my hole and presses against it.
“You know what’s coming next don’t you slut?”
I feel you remove the plug and open me with your finger, and follow it with another lubed one, coating me, readying me for your pleasure.
Your fingers sliding from me, and you step away, into my eye line as I watch you expertly roll a condom on, leaving me no doubt as to what is coming next.
“Yes cunt, my cock whore is going to get fucked”
You move behind me, and I feel you press against me, your hands going to my hips and pulling against me, my muscles stretching and opening to you, my eyes wide, drool forming long strings either side of the gag.
With a thrust you open me fully, your head inside me now.
“Dirty fucking cock whore, look how easily you took that.”
Slowly you slide deeper, taking me, until finally I feel your groin against my cheeks, embedded in my slut cunt.
I breathe, getting used to being filled, grateful to you for allowing me to relax, but knowing the respite will be brief.
You pull back, almost all the way out, before slamming back into me, causing the clamps at my nipples to pull – wild sensations coursing through my body in response.
You build a rhythm, pounding my arse, each thrust causing my nipples to be tugged – I’m nothing more than a toy in your hands, to be used for your pleasure however you see fit. Your balls slapping against my own pegged ones, taking me harder and faster, making me moan around the gag.
I hear your own moans of pleasure as you continue to fuck me knowing you must be close, working my muscles around your shaft as you thrust.
You reach forward while still embedded and unclasp the gag, pulling it from my mouth.
“Beg me for my cum, cunt”
I moan and writhe, body used and taken.
“P-p-please Sir, please let me have your cum”
You pull from my hole and move to stand before me, rolling the condom off.
“Open that fucking slut mouth”
No sooner have I opened it than you fill it with your cock, pushing it deep inside, grasping my head once more and fucking until I feel you tense and release your load down my throat, your hips continuing to thrust and feed me your seed.
Finally, you slow and withdraw and move away from me, picking up your phone and taking pictures of my spent body.
“Whore pics will go viral when I post them”.
You uncuff me and leave without another word.
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