macH
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The Barn
by macH
It is a sunny Sunday afternoon and my Mistress has decided to go for a walk in the countryside, so here I am, walking a few steps behind my Mistress carrying her bag as always, as she stroles barefooted thru the grass.
"oh look boy, a barn" she calls, walking towards it.
I follow her around the old wooden barn, until she stops at a broken wooden panel. Pulling the panel aside, she peers inside, then steps thru, waving her hand for me to follow.
It takes a few minutes for my eyes to adjust, coming from the bright sunshine into a barn only lit by strands of sunlight creeping thru between the panels. Looking around I see bales of hay, some broken open, spread around the floor, from the thick wooden beams high above hang various netting and ropes, it looks as if no one had used the barn for ages.
"we can have a little fun here, don't you think boy?" she asks, looking over to me with a wicked smile on her face.
"Yes Ma'am" I answer, wondering what is going thru my Mistress's mind at this moment.
"good, now give me my bag and get undressed" she orders.
I do not bother to discuss the point that someone may see me here, I know from her tone of voice, that it would be a waste of time and maybe even bring a punishment apon me. I undress quickly, placing my clothes in a neat pile on a bale of hay nearby.
"now bring me that hook down boy" she says, looking up and pointing.
"Yes Ma'am" I reply looking up at the ceiling. I see the big metal hook attached to a thick rope, hanging about 6 feet from the ground, I follow the rope with my eyes, locating the spot where it is tied and walk over to it. I have to jump to reach the end of the knotted rope, which makes my Mistress laugh, as she watches my cock and balls bob up and down.
Finally catching the rope, I pull the knot open and lower the hook to the ground, tying the end of the rope around a post again before moving back to the spot where I was previously standing.
"give me your arms boy" she orders.
"Yes Ma'am" I answer, moving towards her, holding my arms outstretched, watching as she places my leather cuffs around each wrist, closing them and then fixing them together with a short chain. Bending down, she lifts the heavy hook from the ground, hangs it over and between my cuffs, before moving to the end of the rope tied to the post. Untying the knot, she begins to pull on the rope, my arms lifting slowly as the hook is raised. She keeps pulling on the rope until my toes are barely touching the ground and I began to swing slighty. Retying the end of the rope to the post She walks back towards me smiling.
Dragging a bale of hay across the floor, she positions it behind me and grabs my leg, tying it with a small piece of rope she took from her bag, to the side of the bale. Pulling my other leg, she ties it also, this time to the other end of the bale, forcing me to hang in the air with my legs spread widely apart.
"mmmm now that looks sooo inviting" she laughs as she moves around me, finally stopping in front of me.
I feel her smooth warm hands gently stroking across my chest, then raising her head she sucks on one of my nipples, her teeth closing around it, biting it gently. Her hand pinches my other nipple, pulling it outwards and I wince as she twists it between her fingers, biting my lip to stay silent.
"OWWWWWWWWW" I yell and my body shudders, as she runs her long fingernails up over my balls and along the shaft of my now erect cock. Bending down she slides her hand under and up between my legs, this time dragging her fingernails down along my ass cheeks, making it sting and, I am sure, leaving little red lines, as she moves towards my balls again. I close my eyes, knowing the feeling that is about to rush thru my balls again, trying to concentrate, but to no avail, my body shudders again as those fingernails torment my most sensitive parts. Her hand grabs my cock, pulling it, making it harder.
"did I give you permission to allow my cock get hard boy?" she asks.
"No Ma'am" I whisper.
"then make him soft again, at once!" she scolds. I try hard to concentrate, trying to think of something, anything, as long as it has nothing to do with sex, but my cock remains hard.
"are you disobeying me boy?" she asks.
"Sorry Ma'am, I cannot get him soft that fast Ma'am" I reply.
"well if you can't, I will!" she yells, as she rummages thru her bag. I open my eyes and see her taking one of her whips out of her bag, the one with the handle decorated with a small chain and those thin strings of leather. Standing in front of me, she plays with the whip, knowing that the sight only makes me harder. She smiles and I watch her raise her arm slighty, then I bite my lip as the whip is flicked in the direction of my cock, but the expected pain doesn't appear, she is smiling, she missed me on purpose, teasing me, making me not knowing when or if she is going to touch him with those little strings.
Walking around me, she flicks the whip against my thigh, gently but enough to make me move. Behind me now, I feel a sharp sting as she whips my ass cheek, then the other.
"don't you want to say anything boy?" she asks.
"Thank you Ma'am" I whisper as the whip meets my ass again.
Moving back in front of me, she looks down at my still erect cock.
"mmmmmm you are horny today!" she says and flicks the whip over the head of my cock, making it slide to one side and making me jump back.
"Ma'am, I am horny because I have not been allowed to cumm for at least a week now" I say.
"are you complaining boy?" she whispers, looking me straight in the eyes.
"No Ma'am" I reply, as the whip flicks across my cock again and I arch my back, trying to avoid the whip.
"hold still boy!" she orders.
She lifts my cock up and holds it against my tummy and I watch as she kneels down in front of me, flicking the whip against my now exposed balls, I jump and she loses her grip on my cock, letting it fall down again.
"if I can't hold it up, I will tie it up boy!" she shouts and grabs my cock and lifts it up again.
The whip hits my balls again, not enough to really hurt them, but enough to leave a stinging and burning feeling, I bite my bottom lip, trying not to complain. As the whip hits my balls a third time, I cannot help myself and jerk back again, causing my cock to slip out of her fingers again. Standing up, she moves to her bag, rummages thru it, returning with my leather harness in her hand.
I watch as she places the leather strap behind my balls and around the base of my cock, stapping it shut, the stretcher is placed between my balls and my cock and finally she pulls the thin strap from underneath and staps it closed too, seperating my balls and holding them tightly in place.
"now you can jerk around as much as you want!" she whispers as she attaches the leash from my collar to my harness, pulling my cock up against my tummy and exposing my balls.
She steps back, smiling, and I close my eyes as she flicks the whip at my balls, jumping as the sting spreads thru my body, biting my lip, trying to remain quiet.
"please stop Ma'am, pleaseeeeeeeeee!" I yell as she continues to whip my balls and cock.
"if you really want me to stop, then you how boy, otherwise shut up!" she replies.
I know I could use my safeword, but I also know she would be very unhappy if I did, so I decide to wait.
"pleaseeeeeeeeee Ma'am!!" I moan.
"I dont want to hear your moaning and begging boy, I'm not in the mood" she whispers as she retrieves something from her bag again.
"open up boy" she orders, as she presses my buttplug in between my lips, I take it into my mouth, holding it tight between my teeth, knowing what will happen if I let if fall out. She smiles and once again her concentration is on her little game, the whip flicking back and forth, moving between my cock and my balls, as I bite harder on my latex buttplug.
After what seems like hours, she throws the whip towards her bag, bending down she begins to kiss and lick my tender balls, running her tongue up over each side and up along my cock, I look down and see her smiling up at me, watching as she engulfs my balls completley in her mouth, the wetness soothing my stinging balls. Her hand wanders up my thigh and I feel her fingers exploring between my ass cheeks, then my asshole is pierced by a finger, sliding in deep and then being pulled out completely before sliding in again. I moan behind my buttplug as a second, then a third finger, slowly begins to fuck my asshole, pushing in deeper at each stroke.
Suddenly the fingers are removed and I watch as my Mistress walks over and unties the rope holding my arms up, slowly she lowers the hook, until I am laying on my back over a bale of hay, my arms still stretched up in the air, retying the rope, she moves back next to me.
"now its my turn boy" she whispers as she pulls the buttplug from my mouth.
I look up over my head and see her lifting her dress up above her waist, then she moves closer, spreads her legs and see her ass moving closer towards me. She lowers herself onto my face, and there is no need for orders now, I know exactly what I must do, as my tongue begins to explore her ass, licking up and down betwen her cheeks, delving deeper, looking for her sweet spot, making circles around it, then pressing inside, slipping in and out faster and deeper as she squirms over my face.
After a few minutes she stands up again, turns around and I have a beautiful upside down view of my Mistress's smoothly shaved pussy. I can smell her perfume, can feel her wetness as she lowers her pussy onto my mouth, my lips touch her, my tongue begins to explore her, sliding up and down, pressing gently in between her outer lips, spreading them, tasting her juices, feeling the warmth as my tongue searches for her hole. My tongue slips in easily, pushing deeper, then moving in circles, before moving in still deeper, licking like a cat drinks milk. Moving up slightly, I find her clit, flick my tongue left and right over the hard little tip, pushing the skin back on each side, sucking at it.
Her hands are on my chest, pinching and pulling my nipples, I feel her pressing down on my mouth, her thighs quiver and I hear her breathing faster. I increase the speed and pressure of my tongue on her clit, she begins to moan softly, her full weight on my face, the moans getting louder, my tongue racing.
Her hips vibrate, her body jerks, the moans louder as she climaxes, her juices flowing rapidly now, filling my mouth, my tongue fighting to keep on the right spot. She raises her hips, steps back and sits on a bale of hay.
"Thank you Ma'am" I say softly, smiling, my face glistening with her juices.
She smiles back, as she stands, walks to the rope and lowers me to the ground, allowing my arms to fall down on my tummy, I close my eyes as I feel her removing my harness, my cock stands up, hard and throbbing. Her hand wanders over my tender balls, then circles my cock, stroking it slowly, pulling the skin back as her hand pushes against the base, then sliding up to the head again. Relaxing at first, I then feel the tension building up inside me as her hand moves faster, squeezing and pulling on my cock.
Suddenly I cannot control myself any further, my back arches as my juices shoot out, my body jerks as I climax, she pulls her hand away, but I keep on cumming, nothing can stop it now.
"boy, I didn't say you were allowed to cumm!" she yells.
I have to get my breath back before replying.
"Sorry Ma'am" I gasp.
"you will be!" she yells again, as she stands up, unhooking and untying my cuffs.
"get dressed at once!" she orders. I do as she says, rushing to dress as she walks back out thru the gap in the wall, grabbing all our toys and her bag, running behind her, as she marches towards her car. She is silent on the journey home and I know its best that I remain silent too.
We pull up in front of her house, I can tell she is still mad at me as I follow her inside, stopping in the hall, turning around as I close the door behind me, she frowns at me.
"get undressed, NOW!" she yells.
"Yes Ma'am" I reply meekly, undressing quickly, placing my clothes in a pile next to me.
"bring your subbie stool into the living room" she orders.
I rush upstairs to the back room where we store some of our larger toys, picking up the stool, I hurry downstairs, stopping and walking slowly into the living room, where I see my Mistress standing near the window.
"place it right here" she says, pointing to a spot next to her, without even looking at me.
I place it where she says and stand waiting.
"you will sit here looking out of the window until I tell you otherwise" she whispers and I hear rage in her voice.
"Yes Ma'am, may I get some lubrication please Ma'am?" I ask.
"NO" she replies, as she walks past without looking at me, and sits in her couch.
I wet my finger and slide it around my ass, trying to at least make it a little more easier, then I stand with my legs either side of the stool, facing the window. Bending my knees, I lower my ass onto the long thick dildo fixed in the middle of the stool, twisting my ass slighty as I move down, clenching my teeth as I feel it stretching my ass. I feel it pressing inside me as I move further down, stretching me, bringing tears to my eyes, finally my cheeks touch the stool and I try to relax a little as the last inch slides deep inside me. Placing my hands on my knees, I sit there, impaled on that dildo, even the slightest movement unbearable, hoping my Mistress will forgive me.
But knowing it is going to be a long and uncomfortable evening.
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