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boundfem -> Sharing jade - Story Part VI (6/12/2005 9:33:28 PM)
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Part I is HERE (part I)
Part II is HERE (part II)
Part III is HERE (part III)
Part IV is HERE (part IV)
Part V is HERE (part V)
I had not heard from my Mistress for two weeks since i was last punished. I guess She was giving me time to think before i saw Her again. I knew She would contact me though, and i figured it would be soon. I checked my email after i got home from work and sure enough there was an email from Her. It read:
jade,
I hope you are well. I want you to come here Friday evening. Arrive at 7 p.m. sharp. I want your fingernails manicured and polished a slutty red and you are to be freshly showered. Wear your collar as usual. The door will be open for you. After you come inside, use the bathroom if you need to and then go to the guest bedroom.
Once inside the bedroom, close the door behind you. Disrobe and place all of your clothing in the top left drawer of the dresser. On the bed, there will be a pair of stockings for you to put on . You will also find your wrist and leg restraints there, put them on. You will find a leash, attach it to the ring on the front of your collar. After you have these items on, get on the bed and put the blindfold that is there over your eyes. Get on all fours so that you are facing the foot of the bed. You will wait for me like this on your hands and knees.
For the duration of the evening, you are not to say a single word unless you are asked a direct question. I do not want to hear one word from you unless I directly ask you a question. In fact, not a sound- not a single peep- is to be made by you at all otherwise! Remember this.
I look forward to seeing you, My pet…
~Mistress
My heart beat in my chest in anticipation of what Friday would bring for me. It was Wednesday and that only gave me tomorrow to get my nails manicured. I could not wait to see my Mistress again and serve Her. Friday could not get here soon enough!
I got my manicure done on Thursday after work in a very fierce, bold shade of red that i hoped would be acceptable to Mistress. I shaved my pussy in the shower Thursday night and did not leave that task until Friday morning as I wanted to make sure I got that done and one never knows what could happen. What if I overslept on Friday and didn’t have the time to do it? What if I ran out of razors? I was always trying to predict any possible problems and avoid any snafus that might interfere with Mistress’s orders. The only thing left to do was to wait and get plenty of sleep on Thursday night. But, who could sleep when i was overfilled with excitement and anticipation?
Finally, Friday arrived. Mistress wanted me to shower before i got to Her house, but in order to accomplish this and ensure that i would arrive on time, i had to forego my lunch hour so i could leave work early instead. That was the only way i could guarantee myself enough time to go home, shower and make it to Mistress’s by 7:00 p.m.
I found the door open just as Mistress had said it would be and stepped inside the duplex. I didn’t hear Her at all, but knew I better do exactly as She had instructed. I used the bathroom quickly and washed my face. My stomach was in knots now and the cool water felt a bit calming. I went into the guest bedroom and did everything as Mistress directed in Her email. I even had a copy of the email with me so that i would not accidentally forget a single thing She had written. I closed the door and then stripped, and then i proceeded to place my folded clothes neatly in the top dresser drawer. I looked over at the bed and sure enough, every item Mistress specified was there. Oddly, the bed was pulled out into the center of the room instead of the headboard being pushed against the wall as it usually was.. The bed was a queen sized bed with an iron headboard and matching footboard. I sat on the black silk sheet that covered the bed and put the stockings on and then continued with the wrist and leg restraints. I buckled each one so that it was tight and snug. I clipped the leash onto the ring on the front of my collar. I reread the email once more and felt confident that i had every instruction covered; i put the paper inside the top drawer with my clothing. I got up on the bed and put the blindfold over my eyes, making sure that it was secure. I then got on my hands and knees so that i was facing the foot of the bed and I waited. I don’t know how long i waited, but it seemed to be forever. I know i felt my sex begin to get excited as i waited for my Mistress to enter the room and take control of me.
Finally, I heard the door open and my heart almost beat itself out of my chest. I noticed that i heard what seemed to be more than just Mistress’s footsteps as She entered the room and guessed that there was someone else with Her. This made me even more nervous as I had absolutely no idea who it was or what would happen. There was a moment of silence with the exception of shoes clunking on the hard wood floors. I could not even tell how many people were actually present, but it seemed to be even more than Mistress and another person. I made sure that I was holding my position sharp and I waited for Mistress to speak to me, hoping She would enlighten me as to what was going on.
Instead, I heard Her say to whomever was with Her, “This is my slave.” That was all She said.
I heard a man say, “Hmmmmm “ as though he were considering something and the fact that it was a male voice frightened me slightly for some reason.
“Up. On your knees. Hands behind your head.” I realized Mistress was directing this to me and I hesitated momentarily just to gain some sort of sense and then I obeyed. My heart continued to pound in nervousness as I realized that I was stark naked and presenting myself to at least one stranger who was a man. I bowed my head in embarrassment and felt more exposed than i have ever felt in my life. “Spread your legs, “ I heard Mistress command me from in front of the bed. I had no choice but to obey and felt an absolute shame run through me. I wanted to cry, but fought back the tears and forced myself to deal with what I was expected to do.
“Very nice, “ a man said from somewhere on the left side of the room. It was a different man than the first I was fairly certain.
“How long have you owned her?” I think the first man asked.
“How long have you been owned, jade?” Mistress asked me.
I was startled by the fact that I was now being asked a question in this manner; I was stark naked and exposing myself to strange men. I took a deep breath, swallowed hard and used all my strength to answer, “Four months and eleven days, Mistress.” I heard my voice crack. Mistress told me when She first collared me that i was to always remember the date i was collared and the length of time i have been owned. I kept track on a calendar for the instances i might be asked or tested.
Yet a third man spoke and said, “She has beautiful breasts and amazing nipples. What size is she?”
I assumed i was not supposed to answer; I figured the question was not directed at me and i was actually grateful. But, my relief was only temporary when Mistress then asked me, “What size bra do you wear?” Mistress knew this answer of course, but She wanted to make me say it in front of these men I gathered.
I could not bring myself to answer. I felt my blood rush to my face and i just bowed my head further down.
I heard Mistress say, “Hold her.” Before I knew what had happened, hands pushed my wrists that were behind my head and forced my head down on the bed. I did not even have time to gather up the fear that i should have felt. Without any warning, something cracked down on my backside so fierce, so brutal, my eyes instantly watered. Had those hands not held me down, I think I might have gone flying forward off the bed. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry, but I pressed my lips together and swallowed hard. I waited to be struck again, but instead, two hands pulled me up by my arms that were still linked behind my head. I was now back in the same position as before. The flesh on my ass stung so sharply and I was so alarmed by the blow, I was breathless. I swallowed hard again and tried to quickly regain my breath.
“Now, what size bra do you wear?” Mistress asked me even more sternly this time. This time Her voice came from towards the back of the bed. I guessed She moved back there for the sole purpose of striking my ass.
I didn’t hesitate to answer for fear of being struck again with whatever implement of pain with which I was just flailed. I very hastily answered, “34D, Mistress, “ and then took some more deep breaths to cope with the sting ripping through my flesh.
“May I?” one of the men asked my Mistress.
“Certainly. Feel free, “ She answered.
I then felt strange hands cup my breast and i jumped ever so slightly from their cold touch. I knew it was not my Mistress’s hand for certain and it felt inexplicably odd to be touched by unknown people. I made sure i did not move, however, because i realized that i would most likely be whipped again if I did move out of position and I feared that stick, whatever it was, greatly. The man released my breast from his grip, but another hand reached out and touched my right tit. I believed this to be a woman’s hand by the softness of the skin, but I was not sure. It too did not feel like my Mistress’s touch, but I had no way of knowing one way or the other. The fingers squeezed my nipple and I wanted to push the hand away desperately. I bit my lip and counted to ten in my head. Another hand touched my left breast and played with that nipple. Suddenly, the hands retracted and i was grateful.
Mistress told me She wanted to see my nails. As i held my hands out directly in front of my body with my palms downward, i felt my hands were shaking like a leaf. “Acceptable, “ was Mistress’s succinct response. I felt her hands take my hands and pull them back behind my head again. I felt what I knew to be Her hand stroke my pussy and sweep across my mound. “When did you shave last?” She fired at me.
“Thursday night, Mistress.” I dutifully replied, being sure to remain perfectly still.
“There’s stubble. Are you sure you shaved last night?” Mistress asked me.
“Yes, Mistress, I swear.” I probably should have shaved this morning instead as i would definitely be more smooth had i done so.
“You should consider having her waxed instead. Her skin will be smooth as silk and it will last much longer, “ the only woman i heard so far volunteered.
“That is a good idea. We’ll talk about that later, “ Mistress answered the woman. Actually, i had no idea if Mistress was speaking to her or me. I was terrified at the thought of having to wax the hair down there. I’ve never done it before and imagine it would be immensely painful. If i had to go to a salon to get it done, it would be so embarrassing as i know i would have to have every bit of hair removed. I was dying of mortification at the very thought of that experience.
“Is she wet?” I then heard one man ask.
I prayed that I would not be asked this. Please, please, please do not ask me this, Mistress, I beg You. I did not dare utter this plea, but my thoughts silently begged Her.
“Check for yourself if you like, “ Mistress said just like that. She said it so matter-of-factly and i wanted to disappear.
Ever so quickly, I felt two fingers feel my slit. Those fingers lingered and threatened my pussy.
I moaned in protest and jerked my body away from the hand. I didn’t even realize the sound came from me at first, but I was quickly thrown down again like before with hands holding my head down by my hands that were laced behind my neck. I wanted to cry out, but that stick lashed out at me before I ever had the chance. Again, the wind was completely knocked out of me. It was just about the most intense, searing pain i have ever felt from any implement in my life. It beat upon my skin and left my ass burning with fire. One stroke was enough to send my body into panic. Just as quickly as I was thrown down, several hands picked my body back up so that I was once again kneeling.
“Spread your legs, “ Mistress ordered me. I had absolutely no choice but to comply. I once again felt the same strange fingers feel around my pussy. Those fingers penetrated me and the owner of the those fingers pushed inside me four times and then withdrew.
“Mmmmm, she is very wet!” the man pronounced, seemingly amused by the discovery. I was so consumed by the pain from the blow that I had momentarily lost my embarrassment. I guessed that i had been struck by a very thick wood cane. I can not recall ever being hit with anything like it before. I decided that i must do everything possible to avoid being struck again because i don’t think I could bear that again.
“She will clean your fingers for you.” Mistress then commanded me, “Open your mouth.“ I knew what was going to happen now and i did as told even though it nauseated me. The man’s two fingers entered my mouth and i now had to suck my own juices from these strange fingers. I closed my eyes and did the best i could to satisfy him and more importantly, my Mistress. I sucked hard as i was always expected to suck any object placed into my mouth fiercely.
I almost expected some kind of praise from my Mistress for doing such a vile thing so quickly and so enthusiastically. I thought i’d hear “good girl” or some other commendation, but this did not happen. Instead, one of the guests asked another question. This time it was a female. So , I was right, there was another female present.
“When was the last time she masturbated?”
Mistress immediately asked me, “When was the last time you played with yourself?”
My body wanted to explode in shame. It was almost impossible for me to answer, but I knew that hesitating would only lead to another beating by that cane. “Last week, Mistress. On Wednesday. You gave me permission.” There, the words were said and done and I bowed my head to try to hide my face although i knew it was really a futile attempt. I felt the feeling of countless eyes burning through me.
“What does she think about when she masturbates?” the same female asked.
“What do you think about, jade?”
This question was rather easy to answer and I was actually very proud to say, “I think of nothing but my Mistress and how grateful i am to be owned by Her. I think only about pleasing Her.”
“She is a slave worth having,” one of the mystery voices said. It was the only bit of praise I’d receive the whole night.
“Show us how you play with yourself, “ I could not even believe my Mistress was saying these words. She had forced me to masturbate in front of Her before and that was abasing enough. But, this was far beyond that level of embarrassment.
Again, being terrified of being whipped, I brought my right hand down to my pussy. It stopped short of it and i pursed my mouth tightly and took short breaths. I wanted to please Her, I did. This was just so hard and so mortifying.
“Well?” my Mistress rebuked me.
I forced my fingers to move and I just barely touched my clitoris, hoping the gesture would satisfy all.
“Hold her down, “ Mistress quickly said and She let out a sigh conveying utter annoyance. Once again, my face was brought down to the bed with one swift motion although my right hand now was almost crushed beneath me. I shut my eyes so hard to brace myself for the pain about to befall me. Again, that cane came down on me so fiercely, I could hear it swoosh in the air before it made contact with my buttocks. I was so close to crying now, but i forced myself to hold back those tears. “Is that the best you can do?” Mistress admonished me.
I was brought up again to my kneeling position and i felt the end of the stick that just beat me press against my clit sharply. It was all i could do to remain still and not move my legs about. The stick flicked my clit and the urge to thrust my body was overpowering. I again held my breath and clenched my eyes shut beneath my blindfold. If that was not bad enough, i then felt what i recognized to be my Mistress’s hand grab my clit between Her fingers. She pinched it hard and i gasped, i felt myself growing wetter. She pulled at my clit and rolled it avidly between Her fingers, I was going insane from the overwhelming pulses it sent running through me. I couldn’t possibly stay still, i pulled my body back just slightly which caused Her to grab my clit even harder. In order to suppress any moans or sounds i squeezed the muscles in my throat making me feel i was almost choking. A supremely high pitched croak emitted from the back of my throat, but I kept myself from producing any of the sounds of excitement that were dying to burst out of me. The fingers left my clit.
Mistress ordered me, “ That is how you play with yourself. Now do it,” This time, deathly afraid of the punishment of the cane, i rubbed my clit rapidly between my fingers. I pushed the thought of people watching me out of my head and was determined to obey Mistress properly to avoid being struck, but also because i did want to please Her. I kept rubbing my pussy until Mistress told me I could stop. She then ordered me to turn around. I felt someone’s hand grab my right upper arm to assist me since i could not see. Someone else made held the leash attached to my collar and prevented it from twisting around my leg. Mistress told me to put my face down on the bed and lift my ass up in the air. She commanded me to spread my legs further and tapped my inner thighs as She said it. I prayed She was not going to beat me with whatever cane She had been using. I felt so vulnerable and open as I knew these people, however many were present, were all staring at my ass and my sex. I gathered my thoughts on focusing and getting through this and kept telling myself that this must be very pleasing to Mistress.
I heard one of the men say, “She has a great ass.” and then a hand squeezed my butt cheek. I felt like a piece of cattle.
I then felt something only fairly thick enter my pussy. It pushed deep inside me and whomever controlled it thrust it in and out of me sharply. Going by the thickness and the fact that it was some sort of stick, I guessed it was the very same cane with which I was previously beaten, but it was only an educated guess. It felt to be about the same diameter and the same material. As it was driven in and out of my pussy, it made me gasp and let out the slightest whimper. I was so conscious of my need to be completely silent and I kept that whimper from increasing in volume by holding my breath. But, it was almost impossible as the thrust of that pointed stick was so sharp and so acute, I could almost feel the end of that stick reach far up into my body. I continued to hold my breath as it continued to fuck me so pointedly, so intently. Finally, it was withdrawn and i was able to breathe again. I felt my hair grabbed and my head was pulled upwards, but only slightly. My Mistress coldly ordered me, “Clean it, “ and it was abruptly pushed inside my mouth for me to suck. I almost gagged as I washed the cane with my tongue. I knew now it was a cane for certain, i could tell when it was in my mouth. The fist let go of my hair and my face fell down on the bed again.
“Spread your ass cheeks, “ Mistress demanded. I did so without hesitation knowing i could be thrashed at any moment, especially in the position i was in. I held my cheeks apart feeling that nothing could possibly be more humiliating than what i was enduring at this moment. Much of the weight of my body rest on my head. I felt a finger rub a cold substance i knew to be lube on my anus. The same hand subsequently pushed two gloved fingers into my anus. I swallowed hard and tried to put my mind elsewhere.
“Has she had much in the way of anal training?” the person penetrating me asked my Mistress.
“Some, “ Mistress replied, “ but probably not as much as she should.”
“She could be stretched further, “ the man informed my Mistress as he continued to slide two fingers in and out of my anus.
“Yes, I suppose so, “ Mistress seemed to agree.
The man withdrew his fingers from me and I heard the unmistakable sound of a latex glove being taken off. I stayed there with my hands pulling my butt cheeks apart and my head rest on the bed until Mistress told me to turn back around. Once again, someone assisted me by holding onto my upper arm and guiding me.
“Are we ready to proceed?” I heard my Mistress ask. I knew She was not asking me so i remained silent.
“Yes, let’s, “ one of the anonymous male voices said.
“Ok. Let’s bind her down, “ Mistress directed and a fear overcame my body. I felt my arms both pulled simultaneously far apart beyond shoulder width. I then could feel them attaching my wrist cuffs to the foot board. Seconds later, i could not pull my arms in any direction. I had to quickly rotate my wrists in the cuffs, which i had to strain to do since they were on me so tightly, in order to allow my hands to spread out flat on the bed so i could balance myself. I felt greatly relieved that i was able to regain my balance after i accomplished this. Everyone was moving so fast that i hardly had the time to make my brain register just what was happening. I felt my leash being tugged and pull my head downward. I heard a click right in front of me and after trying to lift my head higher realized that my leash had been attached to the footboard as well. In no time at all, i felt my legs pulled and spread so widely apart, i was barely able to balance on my knees. I realized that my leg cuffs were being chained to the headboard behind me. I could not pull my legs any closer to me and my position was of tremendous discomfort. I knew I had better just deal with it and decided that the pain of being beat by the cane again was worse than my current discomfort, so i automatically decided against speaking up. My neck strained slightly as I only had a little slack in the leash and could not lift my head all the way up. An almost panic started to hit me and i felt tears start to form in my eyes. If only Mistress could give me some sort of reassurance. If only i had an idea of what was to happen to me. Somehow, someone must have guessed that the strain in my neck was too great and i was relieved that my leash was readjusted so that i had a few more inches of slack. Those few inches made a world of a difference and it was a vast improvement. I took deep breaths and adjusted mentally to my position.
I prayed that i was not going to be struck by the cane. If i were to receive a thorough beating with it, i would not be able to bear it, i thought to myself. I heard whisperings and wondered with a ferocious curiosity what they were talking about. I could not make out anything. I just heard a loud murmuring of what sounded like gibberish. I waited and tried to anticipate being struck by that cane. I kept predicting that the very next moment, it would come down on my ass and i could not come to terms with it. But, it did not.
“Open your mouth, “ I heard my Mistress order. I opened it slightly and felt something push against it trying to get into my mouth. It forced my mouth open and i was completely shocked by the presence of a penis in my mouth. It was unmistakably a real penis and not a phallic object like i at first suspected. Once, i got over the initial shock, i instinctively starting to suck on it. I sucked slowly and hesitantly at first, trying to adapt to the unexpected, and then attempted to suck faster as i knew i was expected to. I heard the male owner of the organ in my mouth moan in response. I filled my mouth with the organ thinking all the while that I wanted for one thing to get this over with, but i also wanted to do the best i could to please Mistress and to be a good slave. As I was washing the man’s dick with my mouth, I suddenly felt something touch my pussy. I wanted to strain against it, but i could not move other than to wiggle my ass a mere inch or so. The angle of my legs had my whole lower body completely pinned and open. I then felt something enter my pussy. My pussy swallowed it and took it in. I could tell it was not a real penis as it was harder and bigger than a penis could be and i knew it had to be a dildo. It just rest inside me and then i felt something press against my anus. Without any warning, it was pushed into my ass in one swift move that i gasped deeply in response. Both phalluses rest inside me and filled me completely. I continued to suck the real one in my mouth and then both those dildoes began to thrust inside my body. The pressure was insurmountable. I tried to concentrate on sucking, but exploding waves began to overcome me. I started to breathe hard and stopped sucking as my body rocked to the rhythms of the hands that fucked me. Suddenly, the fucking stopped and the dildoes lay at rest inside my holes. And, then, the cane came down on my ass and the penis fell from my mouth. The pain was electrifying and had me seeing stars. Instantly, the penis reentered my mouth and the man began thrusting it into my mouth to force me to suck him. I started sucking up and down, moving my head as far as the tied leash allowed me. The dildoes inside my holes began to push in and out of me again. The pressure mounting me was immeasurable. I tried to center my breathing, but it was to no avail. I began to feel my entire body tingle, and again i stopped sucking momentarily as I started to drown in the hypnotic rhythms in my pussy and my ass simultaneously. I started to feel the onset of the throes of orgasm. I wondered if i was even allowed since i could not ask.
The dildoes again stopped moving and were left stagnant in me. I tried to figure out what was going on and before i knew it, the cane tore into my buttocks. I started to whimper. I did not know if i was being hit for a reason or if it was random. Either way, i wanted to beg to be spared from its brutal torment.
“She’ll figure out, eventually, “ I heard my Mistress inform someone else. So, i was being hit for a reason. At least, that was what i believed She meant by Her statement. I wanted to break out into hysterical crying. I did not understand what was happening and it was all too much for me to bear. Before I had a chance to gain my senses enough to start to get upset, the penis found its way into my mouth and i, fighting back the tears, I sucked as hard as i could. The fucking of both dildoes in me started again and both were shoved simultaneously hard and deep into me. I wanted to moan at the top of my lungs, the sensations were overcoming me. I again felt myself get close to the edge of orgasm. I rocked my hips the tiny amount i could as my pussy and ass were penetrated fiercely. My body was overtaken by the waves of orgasmic bliss, I tried to focus my brain on not letting my mouth release the cries of ecstasy it wanted to. I had to tighten the muscles in my throat again and a very high pitched croak came from the back of my throat in an attempt to keep the screams dying to get out inside me. I held the penis in my mouth and squeezed my throat. Within a moment, both dildoes rested inside me again and before i could grasp the fear of it coming, the cane was brought down on my flesh making me wince and sob slightly.
I now concluded that it was every time i stopped sucking that i was being punished with that cane. I took a deep breath and determined to keep that cane from coming near me again, i searched for the penis with my mouth. I took it in me and sucked it with all my might. I pulled it in and out of my mouth with every bit of energy and determination i had. The dildoes were pulled and pushed into me forcefully again. I tried to push the pleasure they emitted from my brain. I tried to separate the lower half of my body from the rest of me. I sucked and was simultaneously doubly penetrated with a punishing force. My body began to get sucked into the rhythms again and i felt the tingling pulsations run rampant inside me again. I tried to use my breathing to bear the sensations and forced my mouth to continue sucking no matter what. I could not help but let out some sort of release from my mouth, but was able to just let teeny, tiny half second whimpers out from my lungs. My brain raced and worked ardently to continue in this manner. I was relieved with a moment of recess from the work of the dildoes and they again sat still hanging out my orifices. I made damned sure I kept sucking and working that cock inside my mouth without pause for fear of being struck at any moment.
I felt the cock pull out of me suddenly and prayed that it did not mean that i was to be beaten again. I squinted my eyes hard in an attempted anticipation of the blow, but instead felt a dousing of something on my back. My brain scrambled to figure out just what it was and when I heard the unmistakable sounds of a male coming to release, i realized he was spouting his cum on me. I felt the presence of the sticky liquid on my back, but did not have any time to even think about it. I thought i was finished, that i had completed the task I was brought here to do. But, I was incorrect in that assumption.
Before i could even catch my breath, another penis entered my mouth. I let out a few breaths of pain as i held it in my mouth and then submitted to my fate. I took the penis in my mouth and let my mouth engulf it. I sucked again out of fear. I let my tongue hug the organ and put all my efforts into it. Within moments, the penetrations began again. I could feel the dildo in my pussy slide easily in and out of me as it was covered in a sea of wetness emitting from me. I was insanely filled with lust. I moved my hips up and down the few inches i physically could uncontrollably. I made my mouth continue to orally satisfy the cock, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to continue. The dildoes continued to work hard against my loins. I wanted to cry out and just let my body succumb. My body was overfilled with the aching, the longing. I did all i could to not stop my mouth from moving up and down the penis. My brain was consumed with this task. The phalluses fucked me without relent and i could no longer just take it. I heard a series of whimpering moans and shrieking bellows come uncontrollably from within me. It felt like the sweetest relief just to let out those cries. It was beyond my control. I could not help but slow down the rate at which i sucked the stranger’s penis, but i strained to keep my head and mouth moving every second.
Before i could realize it, the motions of the dildoes ceased, and so abruptly that i did not have even seconds to brace myself, the cane pummeled into my ass. I nearly choked and the breath was once again knocked out of me. I was completely unprepared to be struck a second time, but the cane came down on me furiously once more with a might so great, i thought i was going to lose consciousness. I did not even have time to absorb the pain or to allow it to subside at all, but the penetrations started immediately after the cane struck me. My body was overridden with all of these forces. The penis reentered my mouth and I forced myself to overcome the pain in my mind and hardly realizing it, my mouth began to work up and down that cock almost on its own. I figured i must have been struck twice for those moans, for making noise. Since i know i had not stopped my mouth from moving at all for certain, it was the only conclusion I could draw. I secretly prayed to God that i would survive this ordeal. I breathed so hard, i was almost hyperventilating. The waves of overwhelming pleasure started to consume me. I fought the urge to groan in response with every muscle in my body. I worked my mouth as fiercely as i could despite my fatigue and despite the explosions coming over me.
Again, i was offered a respite from the dildoes, although they remained inside me. I was grateful for the ability to regain my senses and the ability to merely concentrate on the sole task of fellatio. Within a few moments, they started to press those phalluses deep within me again. And again, my body wanted to explode in bliss. Suddenly, the penis withdrew from me. A hand pushed my forehead and pushed it back as far it would go. It was a terrible strain on my neck and i silently begged for my head to be released. As i strained back, i felt wet hit my chest and breasts. I gathered this to be the emission from the penis i had just sucked. I heard yet another man let out the light moans i knew to be laced with relief.
The dildoes slowly slid as they were pulled from me. I waited for their reentry, but that did not happen.
“Are you thirsty, jade. Yes or no?” Mistress asked me almost in a hurry.
“Yes, Mistress, please. I am parched.” I was truly dying of thirst.
“One second, slave, “ my Mistress replied. Moments later she told me, “Right below your mouth is a bowl of water. Lap it up if you want to drink. “
I paused for a minute to consider. I actually didn’t care. My throat was dry and the thought of water was of great relief. I lowered my head and with my tongue found the bowl of water. As instructed, I lapped up the water with my tongue, attempting to wet my throat with the liquid. At first, I was hesitant and felt somewhat embarrassed, ever so conscious of the eyes watching me perform this most abase act. Despite the abasement, i began to pick the water up with my tongue quickly attempting to satiate my thirst. I stopped when i had had enough and felt an overwhelming humiliation come over me. The act was so simple, yet held such a subjugation for me.
“Done?” I was harshly asked by my Mistress.
“Yes, thank you, Mistress. “ I was careful to express gratitude for this gift of being allowed to drink.
Without warning, another penis pressed inside my mouth. I instantly sucked it, relieved that it was the only thing i had to bear at the moment. How pathetic, I realized, that i was grateful that i only had to suck a dick…. a dick that belonged to a complete stranger. And, yet, at this moment, it did not bother me or disturb me in the least that i was being forced to perform fellatio for men i did not know or ever meet. I was merely relieved that it was the only task at hand.
As I sucked, I wondered if either dildo or both would find its way into my body again. I wondered if I would be tortured with the impossible task of having to bear a violent fucking while having to perform sex with my mouth without being allowed to make a sound in the process of it all.
Neither hole was penetrated again at that time. I did feel what I could sense as my Mistress’s hands take hold of both of my labia. She pinched and pulled them downward firecely and this caused intense sensations to scamper my body. It was no where near as intense or as fierce as the dildoes had been, but it was potentially distracting from what I needed to focus on doing. And, then I felt something sharp clamp down on my labia and i realized it was either a clamp or a clothespin. The sudden acute sensation caused me to gasp suddenly. I kept my mind focused on continuing to suck without stopping for anything, however. Another one of those biting implements took hold of my other labia between its grip. I decided by the pressure that it had to be clothespins. I wiggled my ass in response the minute amount that i could, but my mouth did not stop working up and down. Another clothespin was added and then another. I let out one of those extremely faint, high pitched whimpers that lasted less than a second and then used my breathing as an outlet for the sharp pain those clothespins were causing. I felt two more added, one on each pussy lip making it three on each side. I slowed my breathing and wiggled my ass again.
The hands I felt beneath me which I guessed to belong to my Mistress grabbed my labia again and pressed the clothespins against the tissue in doing so. My breathing became short and rapid as the throbbing pangs my pussy was feeling were getting to be extremely intense. I heard Mistress giggle in response to my agony. The whole room was dead silent except for the slurping sounds coming from my mouth. The silence felt like a blackhole of emptiness. It was a mammoth sea engulfing me.
Mistress added another clothespin to each side of my pussy and the pain was coming close to all i could bear. Mistress then moved the clothespins in a wave so that it caused a frantic wave of the severest pain to my my pussy lips. It was agonizing. She alternated sides in the process, repeatedly running Her hand over the clothespins with a bit of force, it was enough to drive me into an anguished frenzy. I could not help but slow my mouth down, but forced myself to continue to suck on the cock in my mouth with even one bit of motion so that i would not be caned again. I wanted to cry out again, but forced the cries to stay buried in my throat.
Mistress stopped banging against the clothespins but left them hanging from my labia. I was undoubtedly highly aware of their presence as they continued to bite into my delicate flesh. Even though they were causing me certain agony, at the same time, they made my pussy tingle with delight and my wetness grew even more abundant. I could feel myself dripping wet down there.
I was able to continue orally sating this cock without further difficulties. I just had to shift my mind a bit from the unyielding, steadfast pinching of my pussy lips. But, even though the pain was intense and unabating , this was actually fairly easy in comparison with what i had experienced thus far.
Once again, the dick withdrew from me and once again, my head was unceremoniously pushed backwards. I accepted this, though, and even attempted to hold my head back as much as i could in subservience. Again, I felt my breast hit with what i knew was cum and i heard the third man reach his orgasm.
I felt the clothespins being swayed again and i grit my teeth and i sucked in hard to bear the pain without letting out a forbidden sound. All of a sudden, I felt a pulling on my labia and it left me with a very sharp, pointed pain. I realized that one of the clothespins had been removed. One by one they were all removed in the same manner, causing me a short explosion of pain that i knew would quickly subside if i was patient. I clenched my jaws together again and breathed through my teeth until the pain did abate. I breathed in a huge breath of relief.
A minute later, I heard Mistress right in front of me tell me to open my mouth. I complied expecting another cock. I was correct in my expectation and yet another thrust itself inside me. I realized, however, that it was not of human flesh, but it was a dildo. I realized in the next minute that my Mistress was thrusting into my mouth and realized that i must be sucking on Her strap on. “That’s right. Take it. “ Mistress ordered me.
I began letting it fill my mouth and sucking Mistress’s cock with as much exertion as i could muster. I was feeling so hot worshipping Mistress’s cock. She thrust into me repeatedly, swaying Her hips into my face. She grabbed my hair and began to fuck my mouth harshly. I pursed my lips to pull it into me and i could hear Her let out high pitched noises sporadically. She continued to rhythmically penetrate my face with this extension of Her and I tried my hardest to take it as best as i could for Her. The thrusting quickened and the phallus reached further in me. I manipulated my tongue to keep from gagging as She kept pressing deep into my mouth, fiercely and frenzied. I heard Her gasp a few times and then let out a slight whimper and the fucking gradually slowed down. Mistress let out a large sigh and then retracted from me. It was pure heaven to be able to worship Mistress in this regard. To pleasure Her in this way was of the greatest reward.
I was left bound for a few minutes longer, my muscles were aching and i yearned to be untied. My body was a quivering ball of exhaustion and my limbs longed to stretch out and my body longed to rest i heard random conversations, but couldn’t really make any of it out, partially because i was in my own world and was out of it and partially because too many people were talking at once. They seemed to ignore the fact that i was there and still bound and I could hear some kind of clamor aside from the conversation, but had no idea what in the world it was. I closed my eyes and just breathed in attempt to rest my body in some way even in the discomfort I was experiencing.
Finally, i felt my wrist cuffs loosened from their bond to the bed and i was suddenly able to move my arms again. It was of tremendous relief as my arms were stiff and were dying to move around. I felt my legs were released as well and then, someone untied my leash from the bed so that I could finally move my neck around. I tried to regain normal feeling in my limbs and my neck and moved around the best i could while still remaining unable to see. While i wanted the blindfold removed so that i could see again, I knew better than to remove it myself and, so, i waited. I heard more talking and then it seemed as though the voices were moving away from me. I then heard the door close and wondered what would happen next. Would i just be left like this indefinitely? I needed to know!
But, then i heard Mistress’s voice as She told me She was taking off the blindfold. She unlocked all the locks on my wrist and leg cuffs as well as releasing the clasp attaching my leash to my collar. I saw that She was the only one left in the room with me.
“Now, you are to go take a shower. You are not to go anywhere but from here to the bathroom. We are going to eat. You are not to come downstairs. I will bring your food later. You will go take a shower, get cleaned up and come back right here. Put back on the wrist and ankle cuffs and then you may lie down and rest until i come get you. Oh, and when I decide how and when, you are going to cum so hard.. “ and with that Mistress left me alone.
I did as Mistress dictated and realized that She did not want me to see who the visitors were. I was not allowed to see whose hands were on me and who i sexually satisfied. I wondered if i would ever know.
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This will be the last story for a while. For now, jade's tale is on hiatus.
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