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SirSTRYKER -> Madam, heather, and BLACKMASTERX by Sir STRYKER (4/1/2005 2:51:57 PM)
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Madam, heather, and Black MasterX
By Sir Stryker
It had been over four years since Madam found and collared her pet heather. The girl was twelve years the Madams junior. Quite submissive naturally and more than willing to please the right Mistress. In Madam, the only name heather is ever permitted to address Her by, the girl found her purpose in life.
At times heather was simply the maid. She did all the cooking, cleaning and other mundane house chores. Her attire was as usual unless otherwise directed by Madam, a short black maids dress cut just below the top of her thighs. Flat black slip on sneakers which were NEVER to be removed, even during sleep unless directed. No hose, nor undergarments were permitted.
Madam would, at the snap of Her finger cause the girl to stop what she was doing and immediately crawl between Her superior legs. It was a snap that meant feeding time to heather. A feast she thoroughly enjoyed. The satisfaction of serving the needs of her beloved Madam.
Although these times were not just for the sexual pleasure of Madam alone. On many such occasions a severe landing of blows from a riding crop danced across heathers taught and pretty little ass. Madam was quite adept at the crop. In fact, it was nearly as much fun to simply, for no reason at all, snap her fingers already more in the mood to inflict punishment on poor heather, than to be licked to orgasm. There were even some times when, although heather heard the snapping fingers of her Madam, and crawled to where She happened to be seated, the girl found Madam quite fully dressed.
Sometimes in a black latex cat woman suit, complete with mask and bullwhip. Other times in a nurses outfit. These two meant two different things of course.
Latex on Madam meant heather was in for extreme punishment. It would matter not if Others were present in the home or not. Once the slave girl saw the black outfit, her heart, as well as her body shivered…yet somehow from somewhere deep inside her, she smiled to herself. Knowing that this would be another occasion to serve her sweet Madams needs for what ever reason.
Madam in black latex meant it was bull whip time. Madam usually had heather stripped and kneel on all fours in the center of the room she’d been summoned to. Words, by this season of T/their relationship were no longer necessary. The slave knelt facing away from Madam and awaited. Anticipation is a terrible thing and Madam knew this full well.
Sometimes, while cradling the coiled ten foot bull whip around her shoulder as a pet python, Madam would simply walk to the girls face and lift her chin with the toe of her black heeled shiny boots. Slave heather knew what was required.
The girls tongue would light upon the sole of that boot and lick away any and all grime and dirt and dust that may be there. Next she would gently replace Madams freshly cleaned boot to the floor and rain soft kisses on the top of the boot. Her next motion would be to lick and tongue shine the entire foot portion of the boot. Usually somewhere between Madams ankle and mid calf a resounding crack of the tongs from the bull whip landed square in the middle of heathers back.
“Ohhhhhhh, mmmmppphhh,” the startled girl muffled into the calf of the boot. The sting, no matter how familiar it had become, always remained a total shock at the first bite. Madam loved looking down at her pet and waiting for the immediate response of the rising of the red welt on the girls back.
A cruel smile always adorned Madams face as she whipped heather thusly. Another blow bite into the back of the slaves thighs. The thickest of the thin end of the whip landed full on and sunk into the yielding flesh of the girls left thigh, as the finest tip and tongue of the awesome pain inflictor nipped sharply at the girls right thigh.
“Owwww,” cried heather and her boot licking continued in earnest. Another thing occurred at the second bite of the whip, as T/they both knew it would. The slave’s pussy lips began to glisten.
A quick succession of five blows from Madams bull whip now landed sharply on the slaves back, shoulders, ass, hips, and ribs. Each crack of the awesome tormentor brought forth more cries of pain in response. A sound Madam found most satisfying. This slave had learned long ago to accept her punishing and make her Madam feel they were welcomed. Actually, T/they both knew that the pain was quite welcomed by heather.
It was only during such painful sessions that heather had the slightest chance of orgasm, if at all. It had been nearly a month since the girl had been allowed to touch herself in any way. Although nearly everyday in some sort of way heather satisfied her Madam by what ever means required.
The lash of the bull whip ripped the girls skin open. Old cuts from long ago opened to flow with crimson streaks from the talented and quite dedicated aim of Madam. To be sure this Woman was an expert at the use of a lengthy bullwhip.
As the blows continued, a stern warning was issued to the slut licking now upon the other boot of her Madam.
“Bitch, if one drop of your slut juice dares splash upon My freshly cleaned foot ware, I shall slice your sorry slut ass with this whip and soak you in a tub full of salt water, pig face.”
With all her might heather tried to squeeze her thighs shut. Sometime from the pain of the invading tip of the whip which often found her exposed clitty and bit hard against it. And partly to keep herself, her mind, her soul from even thinking of how much the pain was actually stimulating her.
Madam had a knack for just pushing the girls limits of pain to the point of almost making the slave use the safe word. Yet Madam had actually never heard the slut use it. The slave was not only submissive but had learned she was also a natural masochist.
There have been times during such whippings that heather had actually be permitted to cum. And the girl squirted when she came. This is one of the things Madam loved most about the bitch.
And this was exactly what Madam intended to produce, despite her stern warning.
The naked, bruised and bloodied slave was now kneeling up and licking the slick shiny ass of her Madam. Oh how heather loved to be allowed to pay oral homage to those wonder firm latex encased globes of Madam.
As the blows slowed to about one lash every two minutes, heather could not help but take the liberty to snake her legs around the right slick boot of Madam and begin to hump like the dog she’d become.
Madam knew it would not be much longer before she extracted the slaves juices, which of course would then afford Her to switch later to the nurses uniform. The lashes continued, the leg humping continued. Madam leaned forward and the tiny hole cut in the very crack of Her pants opened, exposing Her taught dark asshole to the slave.
One look, one lick and one taste of her lovely Madams asshole was all it took. Madam drew in Her own breath and unzipped Her crotch area. This well know signal was a sure sign for heather to lick now freely from Madams asshole, down the latex trail to the opening of Her full hairy pussy lips. As the slave continued humping in earnest, she licked Madam to an instant and well deserved orgasm.
“Oh My, My, you are such an talented little pig girl My little slut. Once again you have please Me.”
Dropping the whip Madam looked down at her shiny boots and found her right one was smeared with the sluts cum. The bitch had dared to cum on Her leg while this sessions took place. Just as Madam knew she would.
“I see you have not yet learned control My slut and now you must return to your bed, naked on your back and await the Nurse.
A grimace fell over the near spent heather. She had fulfilled the needs of her beloved Madam, yet failed in her command to withhold her own pleasure.
Madam led the sad slut to the bedroom had her stand naked at the end of the bed. Madam went and fetched a bucket of cold well salted water and tossed it all over the single bed of her slave.
“On your back My disobedient little wench.”
Slave heather laid her cut and bruised body on the sheet and immediately her skin soaked up the cold water and salt.
“Ayyyyyiiiieee Madam, please,” cried the slave. Such cries always fell on death ears.
Madam was now busy binding the sluts wrists with salt soaked hemp. Tightly enough to bring bruises to not only her wrists but the palms of her hands as they were wrapped several times and bound to the bronze headboard.
Since the bottom of heathers single bed had two six foot high bronze posts, it was easy for Madam to tie the sluts ankles chest high and with more wet hemp and firmly secure them as well.
Spread eagled, salt soaking into freshly whipped flesh, heather laid there in severe agony as she heard the heels of Madam exit the room.
After nearly two hours heather fell asleep from exhaustion. But soon she was awakened by the sight of Madam in Her full nurses outfit, but Madam was not alone.
Standing beside her was a tall black well dressed man with a small black brief case in His hands. Slave heather felt more vulnerable then ever before. Madam had, of course permitted other male slaves to use her at times, rare as they may be. Yet this Man was no ordinary sex mate.
“My dear slave,” Madam began as The Two stared down at the hapless bruised and smelly girl,
“This is a good Friend of Mine, Black MasterX.
He is here for one purpose and one purpose only. You see slut, since you disobeyed Me earlier and slimed My boots without permission during your beating. I thought you might need a vaginal exam. In short, it’s time for your first fisting. As you can see, Black Master X is quite large. Take a look at His hands My slut. Imagine what your twat will feel like when His long black fingers bawl up and He begins fisting your slut hole.”
Heather begged and pleaded but to no avail. Black MasterX set His case down and sat hip to hip on the wet bed. He grumbled at Madam for causing His expensive suit trousers to become dampened.
“Well My Brother,” beamed Madam, “I just suppose You’ll have to send the bill to My little slut, or take payment out on her some other way Friend.”
“Indeed this bitch will pay for her indiscretion to be sure My Sister.”
“Than My Brother, I shall pull up a chair and watch You work.”
Opening the case Black MasterX pulled out a pair of thin latex gloves as you might find in a Doctors office. He used a tube of KY jelly and lubricated three large fingers and without out ceremony shoved them completely up into the girls unsuspecting asshole.
“Oh noooo Please Sir I beg of you stop,” heather shrieked.
She might as well been talking to the wind. A sadistic smile crossed Black MasterX lips and He forced His little finger also up the sluts asshole. Then the churning and spreading and scratching and stretching began.
As tightly as she was bound, as sore and cut and bruised as she was, heather twisted and churned as best she could to escape the four large, long intruders from her asshole.
With each scream of mercy heather uttered, Black MasterX pushed deeper and churned harder. His intentions was to teach this sluts asshole a lesson. He had no care if she liked it or not. Not His problem. He was intent on punishment and for starters, according to what the “Nurse” had suggested this was as good a place to begin as any on the little slut.
The large thick fingers twisted and turned on the sluts asshole. Each harsh movement of His fingers caused the girl to twist and turn and soak up more salt into her wounds. It was as if the more she groaned, cried and protested, the larger the smile crossed the face of Madam.
At one point Madam sat directly upon the sluts taught belly further crushing her into the wet salty sheets. The “Nurse” now applied alligator clamps to the sluts nipples and took great joy in twisting and yanking them.
These T/two took to the task of punishment as the experts T/they were. With a slap on the girls left cheek, hard enough to make her ears ring, Madam shouted,
“Shut the fuck up bitch and learn your place!”
“Black MasterX then snatched His large four fingers out of the girls asshole with a popping sound. A sigh of relief came from somewhere in the sluts throat, but due to the ringing in her ears, even she wasn’t sure she’d heard it.
Next Black MasterX removed the gloves and replaced them with a fresh pair. He used the glove He’d shoved in the girls ass to clean the smeared fingers with her long blonde hair. Just another bit of degradation He’s fond of when abusing a slut.
The second pair of gloves He donned and again lightly lubed with the KY jelly. This time He too used an alligator clamp. But He attached it to the sluts clitty, hood and all. He didn’t care so long as it caused pain.
Slave heather nearly bounced Madam off her tummy when the metal teeth bit into her clit.
“Aiiiiiiiiiiiii Ohhhhhhh Myyyyyyy Starrrrrrrrrsss… Please Sir remove it Pleaseeeeeeee.”
If there was one thing better than Her use of the bull whip, it was the power Madam had in her wrists and forearms. Perhaps from her years as a semi tennis pro? Perhaps from fighting off her three older brothers as a child. Either way, Madam was far stronger than she looked. The sound of the punch she landed full on heathers cheek even shocked Black MasterX for a moment. Then He laughed and patted His Sister on the shoulder and said,
“Nice touch Sis.”
Madam turned slightly to face Him and said,
“Hanging around sick fucks like You and your ilk, a Woman picks up on things Dear Brother.”
A deadly silence fell over heather as she sucked in blood with what little air she could through her now fat lips. She had long forgotten the pain the Nurse was causing at her nipples, but Madam soon brought that back to the frontal lobe of the girl.
The slut was in a constant state of near shock when all Hell broke loose in her groin.
Black MasterX had inserted four fingers into the sluts pussy dragging hair and skin along with them. His thick thumb soon followed and in no time one immensely large black fist was ramming against the sluts vulva. With His other hand, each time He even thought the bitch might pass out, He grabbed and yanked the clamp at her clit. This quickly brought her back to reality and the pain engulfed her entire body.
That large black fist rotated so that the hard calloused knuckles, even through the thin gloves, scratched and scraped the tender skin of the sluts inner pussy walls.
After an hour of Their insistent nipple, pussy torture, and face slapping and hitting, Madam lifted her white Nurses uniform and sat squarely upon the sluts face. She was soaked and nearly drowned the slut with her pussy.
Madam rode the girls face and mouth for all she was worth as Black MasterX elicited the first of many orgasms from the sluts bruised cunt. His fist rammed like a well oiled machine. His expression never changed. It was just another job. Just another slut to be fisted roughly. Just another Sister Who know of His sadistic side and asked for His help in subduing and further training a slut.
The two of Them used and abused the girl until she passed out completely from sexual exhaustion. No more slaps were laid upon her as by now the Nurse too was quite fulfilled.
“It’s time to leave the bitch My Brother,” the Madam softly said to Her Friend as she gazed down at the unconscious slave on the bed. Yet I suppose Brother if you want her you can sure fuck her, Hell, you’ve earned it Bro.”
A smile on His face light up and He thankfully refused the invitation but said He would not mind leaving His mark on the slut.
Madam cringed and thought He’d meant using His cane on the girls back and leaving His trade mark X as she said,
“Her back tasted the whip this day Brother and I’m afraid I left no stone unturned as it were for your brand on the slut.”
Another smile crossed His lips as He said,
“Not at all what I had in mind Dear Sister, but after all the slut did ruin My trousers.”
“Of course Brother as you wish,” Madam said.
Black MasterX then dropped His trousers and produced His eleven inch hard black cock. Gripped it, stroked it and sprayed the sleeping sluts face and neck and tits with His sperm. He even managed to use the tip of His enlarged cock head to smear an X of cum on the sluts chest, just below her heaving breasts.
“Nice touch X,” the Madam smiled.
“Call Me anytime Sis, but for now I must adieu.” Retrieving His black case Black MasterX quietly kissed His Sister and departed.
A splash of cold water revived the sleeping slut. Madam was fully dressed in an evening gown with all the fixings. She looked like a million dollars and a smile shone through the face of the abused slut still bound to the bed.
With a sharp knife Madam loosed the girl and said,
“I’ll expect a full meal prepared around midnight My sweet when I return with a few Friends.”
Regaining consciousness the girl brightly smiled and heather spoke,
“Of course, as you wish Madam.”
The end.
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