My hands were bound tightly behind my back with ropes and my fingers seemed to be covered with something like gloves, so I had no chance to touch anything else. My arms were in the shape of an L behind my back, with each of my two wrists bound in the crooks of my elbows. My breasts were naturally high in the air due to the padding of my two small arms. My ass appeared to be sitting on a hard wooden chair, and both my legs were tightly bound as well, with rough ropes wrapping my calves and thighs tightly together, and two more ropes tied at my knees yanking hard to either side, causing my legs to spread as far apart as they could go to either side, and exposing my entire pussy to the cool air.
Slowly, I came fully awake and could clearly feel that I was completely naked except for the ropes and the glove-like things wrapped around my fingers, with the most secret parts of my body very much helplessly exposed. My mouth was gagged with a round and smooth object that held my teeth apart to secure it in my mouth, making it impossible for me to either spit or close my mouth. Moreover, the thing that was gagging me was secured behind my head by a strap attached to it, giving me even less chance to get rid of it.
At this point, I listen to the creaking of the door opening and closing, then I hear the footsteps of someone walking, then the sound of clothes being removed – unbuttoned, unzipped and shoes removed and thrown to the floor …… – and then, all falls silent.
After a moment, I heard a man coughing to clear his throat. After a brief pause, I could smell the distinctive odor of a male getting closer and closer to me, finally stopping in front of me. What kind of man was this? Was he looking at me? Looking at my naked body? Feeling fearful and uneasy, I squirmed and tried to break free of the ropes, grunting in protest.
“Be honest or suffer the consequences!” A low voice said sternly.
I immediately stopped my pointless struggling and twisted my head in the direction the voice came from, he seemed to be standing on my right side.
“Do not put up any more resistance, or you will be punished even more unbearably.”
My chest heaved with fear and my stomach muscles tightened, wondering what he meant by “more unbearable”. Is there anything “more unbearable” than being tied up naked and blindfolded by a strange man in a strange place? But I couldn’t help imagining the “more unbearable punishment”, my body trembled, my nose turned sour, sobs escaped from my gagged mouth, and tears flowed down my cheeks through the blindfold.
I tried desperately to keep my emotions in check, trying not to let the strange man see and hear my trembling, sobbing and tears, mentally admonishing myself that panicking at this point wouldn’t solve the problem in the least. Still, despite this, I had trouble keeping my thumping heart and huffing, ragged breaths at bay. I didn’t want him to see my fear, but knew my efforts would do little good.
The strange man spoke, “You know what? I have been watching you for a long time. I know that you come back late every night, and when you enter your room, you turn on the lights but often forget to close the curtains, which gives me a chance to admire your body. Whenever you take off your clothes in the bedroom, I marvel at your marvelous torso. You are such a beautiful and sexy woman, but I find it surprising that you don’t have a man. I know that I will be your man and you are my best pet, my favorite and most desired pet. I know what you need, maybe you don’t know exactly what you want yourself, but I know that I will give you what you need most. I’ve seen you masturbate with a fake penis and I’ve seen you play bondage games on your own, so I know that you have masochistic tendencies and I’m the most abusive owner of a woman, and I’m sure that I’ll give you the kind of stimulation that you want.”
I heard the man walking around the room, and heard what sounded like a mechanical noise, and immediately afterward I felt a blast of cool air blowing all over my body. It was the fan, he flipped the switch on the fan, my nipples hardened quickly in the cool air, and although I still felt fear in my heart, my groin twitched with excitement, my pussy lips spasmed with trembling, and a rush of heat ran through the small of my back, causing my whole body to shiver.
A thick, hard, warm, soft finger gently rubbed my right nipple, rubbing it so hard that I couldn’t help but breathe heavily. At that moment, the hard finger flicked my left nipple a few more times, and I tried to twist around to avoid such play, but my body was too tightly bound to move.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m not going to hurt you, it’s just going to hurt a little.”
I felt both of my nipples being squeezed at the same time, first gently pressed, then gently pulled up, then released at the same time as my nipples resumed their normalcy. Then both nipples were pinched again by his fingers and wiggled back and forth as they were pulled. It didn’t hurt, I just felt a little humiliated, but even more aroused. I heard him snicker, maybe he knew how my body was reacting, knew I was already a little turned on by his teasing. Could he really feel the growing spasms in my pussy? I didn’t want to spasm, but I simply couldn’t help it.
By now his fingers had begun to travel downward, tracing my flat upper abdomen, pausing briefly at my belly button, gently picking at the small pit of my navel a few times, and then continuing downward ……, when he suddenly stopped, no longer stroking downward, and I couldn’t help but be slightly disappointed (though inwardly I despised myself for having been so disappointed), thinking that I thought he would end his stroking. But then I felt his big warm hand again, his hand had covered my pussy, and one finger even gently pressed between my wet pussy lips a few times, then that finger hooked up and plunged right into my vagina. I heard him snicker again.
“Oh, my little girl, you’re so wet. Good, such a sensitive body is such a delight.” With that, he drew back his hand, but I knew he was still standing in front of me, and we both seemed to have our faces at the same level, so the device holding my legs under me should have been high off the ground. His fingers pinched and rubbed my right labia again, then switched to the left and continued to rub …… it. After a while, I felt him put clamps on my labia, like the kind of clamps that hold clothes in place, and he put three clamps on each side of my labia.
“Tsk, let’s chuck three, and then a few more later.” The man said.
After clamping the clips, I felt him pulling on the clips again pulling my pussy lips towards the sides. All three clamps on my right labia were pulled outwards, he must have tied the clamps with thin twine or something to pull them outwards and then tied the twine to my right thigh. Then, following the same method, he pulled my left labia apart as well securing it to my left thigh with twine. In this way, my most secret vagina was completely exposed, and he had probably already seen the tender pink flesh of my vagina.
I heard the man gasp excitedly, “That’s beautiful, my little girl.”
The sound of metal chains clanked and I whimpered in pain as I felt my right nipple being clamped tightly. Then he put another clamp on my left nipple and I gasped sharply in pain and excitement.
The man laughed a little and said, “You’ll get used to it soon enough, little baby. You’ll get a taste of something even better than this after …….”
It wasn’t long before I felt my nipples tingle and the pain wasn’t as pronounced as it had been in the beginning. Although the man kept pulling and tugging at the clamps on my nipples, not only did I not feel any pain, but I felt a little more stimulated. At that point, I felt him add something heavy to the chain, and the two clamps on my nipples fell downward under the weight, pulling my nipples long, and that tingling returned to my nipples once again. I gasped at the pain and grunted through my nose “no more weight”, but he didn’t give a damn about my feelings and snickered again in amusement.
At that moment, I heard the sound of a switch being flicked and the chair I was sitting on began to tilt forward. Since my body was securely tied to the chair, even though it was tilted I was still sitting on it without moving. I felt that the chair had tilted almost parallel to the ground, and my breasts dangled down with the angle of the tilt. I could once again smell the distinctive odor of the man’s body and knew that he was standing right in front of me.
“Now, I’m going to remove your gag ball …… If you say a single word, I’m going to put heavier weights on your nipple chains and I’m going to rip your pussy lips off. Be honest with me!” The man said in a very stern tone.
Then I felt the man’s hand behind my head open the strap holding the gag ball in place and the orb in my mouth fell out. Due to the prolonged effect of the gag ball, I felt my jaw dislocate a bit and my mouth seemed to be unable to close for a moment. My tongue curled around my mouth you as the muscles in my face helped my jaw to slowly close, and the aching, painful sensation coming from the joints in front of my ears made me want to scream out, but I didn’t dare because I knew that would bring me even more upsetting punishment.
“My little pet, now you will have to address me as master and only speak when you answer my questions or when you have my permission, do you understand? Now I’m going to put my cock on your face and you’re going to kiss it and suck it to hardness so that I can enjoy your body, do you understand?”
I couldn’t speak at all in the face of this embarrassing scene, which I had never encountered before.
“ohh…….” I felt a tugging pain in my nipple as some weight was added to the chain attached to it.
“Do you hear me, my slave? Answer me quickly!”
“Yes, yes, master ……, I, I hear you.” I replied, enduring the humiliation and pain.
“Very well, then let’s begin.”
I felt a rush of hot air meet my face, his body blocking the cool breeze from the fan, but I could still feel my legs, breasts and bare pussy shivering in the cool air. The distinctive male odor was getting closer and closer to me, and I couldn’t help but stick my head out to find where he stood, my nose touching his thick, raised pubic hair and my lips feeling the hot taint of his glans. I could feel that the man’s cock was still semi-hard and followed his instructions to stick out my tongue and lick his glans, kissing his cock and stimulating him to a quick and full erection.
Involuntarily, I began to make full use of my tongue and lips to lick up and down and back and forth on the man’s rod, not entirely out of fear of him, it seemed, as if my own inner libido and masochistic nature was aroused and mobilized by him. My tongue licked hard at the tethered groove just below his glans, knowing that it was one of the more sensitive areas for a man. Then I took his already hardening cock into my mouth, bobbing my head so that the thick rod slid back and forth in my mouth, at which point I felt his body begin to rock back and forth as well to get his cock deeper into my mouth.
Inserting, withdrawing, inserting and withdrawing …… again, the man’s penis is getting harder and harder in such a piston movement, and the fire of my desire is burning more and more in such a piston movement. My lips and tongue worked harder and harder to lick and fondle the strange man’s penis, as if he were the lover I had been waiting for for years. The man’s cock became wetter and wetter as he thrust, and it became easier to penetrate the depths of my mouth, and several times the glans pushed up against my throat, and the thick, hard pubic hairs pricked my nose and felt itchy. I was starting to get a little worried and a little uncomfortable, the sensation of a penis in my throat was very uncomfortable and I was really worried that I wouldn’t be able to tolerate the excitement and vomit.
The man noticed my discomfort and chided loudly, “Get a hold of yourself and relax your throat, bitch slave! I’m telling you, if you throw up, I’m going to make you lick and eat all the filth that comes out!”
The man’s dominance and the discomfort in my throat made me fight back tears as the hard rod continued to penetrate my throat. He was now fully erect, his thick hard cock filling my mouth completely, and there was no way for me to avoid his ravishment and aggression, all I could do was force myself to try to relax my throat muscles, calm my breathing, and open my mouth wide to make his cock thrusts smoother.
The man pumped faster and faster, his breathing became more rapid, he let out a few occasional moans, and I heard him exclaim, “Ohhhh, that’s so good, my little baby, relax your throat, yes, yes, yes, don’t vomit. little baby, relax your throat, yes, yes, yes, don’t vomit. Very good, very good, my little baby, A.A.A., comfortable A…….”
I was trying desperately to control my breathing so that each of his thrusts reached deep into my throat. He was thrusting deeper and deeper, harder and faster, and I knew he was about to climax. Suddenly, he stopped his thrusting motion and his glans pushed dead center into my throat, shooting a stream of cum directly into my esophagus. I continued to stimulate his cock with my tongue and could feel every throb as he ejaculated. The man’s big strong hands clutched my head, and a very painful sounding moan escaped his lips, but I knew that he was actually feeling very relieved right now.
However, now I was in great pain. As his glans was against my throat making it impossible for me to breathe, I felt my face getting redder and redder and rising, and I felt like I was going to lose my life due to suffocation. I struggled to spit his cock out, but his grip on my hair and his body against me prevented me from moving at all, and I felt like I was going to die.
Suddenly, he jerked backward, his thick cock pulling out of my mouth in one fluid motion. The semi-hard rod cut across my lips, a thin thread of cum connecting his glans to my bottom lip.
“Very well, my little bitchy slave, you have passed the first test.”
I breathed heavily as if I had just come back from a ghostly journey. There was still sticky cum stuck in my throat and my mouth tasted like cum, but I couldn’t care less about that anymore and just breathed heavily. I heard him laugh again, and it was clear that he was quite pleased with my performance.
The chair began to move again, my body slowly rising upright with the chair before lowering it backward so that my ass was higher than my head. The man’s fingers stroked my bare ass and his thumb pressed against my anus, stretching my sphincter and causing my body to spasm again.
“Don’t talk, little slut. If you don’t, I’ll stick my cock down your throat again. Do you want me to stick it down your throat again, bitch slave?”
“No, don’t want to, sir.” I said shaking my head.
“That’s good.” The man said with satisfaction.
A cool, wet liquid stimulated my anus, and the man’s fingers pressed against my sphincter, applying more lubricant to my anal opening before his slippery fingers pushed in by spreading my anus open, his fingertips exploring my rectum. He pumped his finger in and out of my anus for a long time, and then later inserted another lubricant-sticky finger as well. The two fingers pumped and expanded in my anus, allowing my anus to slowly adjust to the invasion of the foreign object.
After a while, I felt him insert another object into my anus that was much thicker than his two fingers. I held my breath and endured the pain caused by the insertion of the thick foreign object into my anus. The man seemed to be considerate, and instead of forcing his way in, he stopped thrusting the thick foreign object deeper, and then slowly withdrew it outward, while spraying some more lubricant on my anus. After a short pause, he plunged the thick thing into my anus again, and this time he didn’t pause, and the thick, hard foreign object plunged deep into my rectum in one go.
I felt my anus expanding wider and wider, and I couldn’t help but scream if he kept playing with me like that. But suddenly I felt my anal sphincter contract and close back up, as if the thing had been fully inserted into my rectum. Now, even though the thing remained inside me, I didn’t feel the pain like I did a moment ago. That must have been a sex toy like an anal suppository I’d seen on the internet, I thought to myself.
“There, all the way in.” The man said, “Slowly you’ll get used to it, and I’m going to make you stick that thing in a lot for me from now on.”
The chair moved again, resuming its original position, only still tilted back slightly. In this way, my body was still formed backward at an angle, making the weight hanging from my nipples less heavy. As the ropes were stretched, my legs were spread wide apart to the sides, and with the clamps on my pussy lips, both labia were also stretched hard to the sides by the ropes attached to the clamps. At this point, the man removed the weights hanging from my nipples and pulled the chains attached to my nipples upwards, as if they were tied to something above my head again, so that my nipples were gently tugged upwards. It still felt uncomfortable, but it was better than hanging on to those weights tugging my nipples sounding sore, I consoled myself mentally.
That’s when I felt him stick one finger in my pussy, and then, a second finger as well.
“Oh, my little girl, maybe your reason is telling you to resent what I’m doing to you, but your body has betrayed your will and your slut hole is flooded with lust, oh, I’m so happy.”
The man’s fingers continued to pump in and out of my vagina and kept changing directions, thrusting at this angle one moment, then at that, swinging back and forth against the inner walls of my vagina, stimulating my most sensitive parts and nerves. Although I tried my best to control myself, a large amount of lustful water still came out in an indisputable rage, and my body’s reaction indicated that I was about to have an orgasm.
The man obviously noticed this and stopped thrusting pulling his finger out of my cunt and said, “No, you can’t come yet, my little girl, it’s not time to come yet.”
I felt so ashamed, how could I be so slutty? How could my body betray my will so much? How could I have wanted this …… monster to continue to bring me orgasmic experiences with his filthy fingers? My mind and body were fighting, my reason told me that I must continue to control my body, I must hold on to my chastity and my will, but my body was rebelling against such bondage, why was it so wrong to feel so comfortable?
A small, hot object pressed against the tip of my clitoris, and if I hadn’t been bound, I would have jumped out of my chair with the excitement. The thing slid gently over my most sensitive part, hidden and unseen, and for a moment he gently pressed the thing on, and then gently removed it, but the stimulation was ever-present. Then I heard a sort of flip of a switch, and the thing pressing on my clit began to get hotter and hotter. It didn’t burn, but instead was very cozy and comfortable. Another kind of sound came on and the thing began to vibrate gently, filling my ears with a slow buzzing sound ……
My blood began to boil and my ass involuntarily rose too high and wiggled around as if to break free of the ropes. I tried to suppress my moans as much as possible, not wanting him to know what it was doing to me. But the sensations were so arousing that I couldn’t help but let out a long sigh before I began to moan……. My mouth was wide open and I couldn’t stop gasping for breath as my mind began to drift and my body seemed to float in the air.
Aah! Aah! Oh, my God! This feels so good! How is he so good at this? How does he know my body so well? He’s really my master, a master fucker, a master of control, a master of a woman’s will and body, a master of my body, a master of knowing that my mind is saying “no” and my body is on fire. Oh! Oh! I want an orgasm! I want to have an orgasm. I want to have an orgasm! I could feel the blood rushing through my body, I could feel my arousal going through the roof, my clitoris was on fire, the muscles in my vagina were contracting rhythmically. ……
However, just as I was about to rush to the peak of my sexual desire, his pumping suddenly stopped, the stimulation immediately disappeared, and I was thrown to the brink of orgasm, the sexual torture and extreme disappointment making me almost go crazy.
“Ahhh,” I couldn’t help but beg him softly, “please, my master, don’t stop, please can you keep going, don’t stop, keep getting me, I’ll do anything for you, please can you make me come?”
A silence.
“Remember what I just said, slutty sex slave?” He said very angrily, “Didn’t I tell you you couldn’t speak without my permission? Now you have broken the rule and must be punished. Now, to tell you another rule, you are not allowed to orgasm without my permission, got it? When I want you to orgasm, I will say to you in no uncertain terms, ‘Orgasm for me’, is that clear, little slave?”
“Oh, yes, Master, I understand.” I whispered.
“Then repeat what I just said, little slut slave.”
“Master, I will never just orgasm unless I have your permission. I must hear You say, ‘Orgasm for me’ before I orgasm.”
“Very good, little slut slave.” With that, presumably to make me take his authority more seriously, my nipples were yanked hard, and he must have pulled on the chains that were attached to them. It hurt like hell, and I wanted to shout, “It hurts.” But I didn’t dare just say anything.
“Now, do you know who I am?”
“Sir, you are my master.” I said.
“So, who are you?”
“I am your slave, sir.”
“Very good, little boy, now how does your ass feel?”
“My ass feels …… so unnatural, I really don’t like it, master, it feels painful.”
“But you have to endure it, little bitch slave, every day from now on, do you know why?”
“Because I am your sex slave, Master.” I replied.
“Very well, little slut slave, you have learned your lesson.”
Once again I felt the warmth and stimulation coming from my clitoris and heard the buzzing of the vibrator again, my arousal nerves were immediately stimulated and I knew that as long as this stimulation continued I would soon have an orgasm.
“No, no, little slut slave, don’t come to orgasm now, I want you to learn to control your sexuality and try to prolong this time before orgasm when you are close to collapse. You must learn to control yourself for me, for me, understand?”
“Yes, my Master, I understand. I don’t know how long I will be able to control myself, but I will do my best to control myself and be a good sex slave to your satisfaction, Master.”
“Very good, my good boy. Are we almost there, sweetie?”
“Master, just a few more strokes, I’m almost there, ooooohhh ……”
The excitement stopped again and I was once again thrown on the brink of an orgasm. My breathing went from shallow to deep, my chest rose and fell violently, my pulse was a mess, and my heart was thumping. This being forced to keep my libido under control was making my body about to explode, and I felt like I had reached several orgasms mentally even though I hadn’t gotten a physical one. I thought maybe I was going to pass out if he teased me again.
That’s when I felt something warm, smooth but very hard against the opening of my vagina. It was his penis, the gloriously rounded glans against the tender flesh of my vaginal opening, rubbing up and down teasing me. The cool air against my naked body seemed to be trying to cool the fire of lust inside me, but the rubbing of his hot glans against my pussy lips made it burn hotter and hotter, and I wanted to beg him, to beg him to hurry up and fill my empty, longing cunt with his thick, hard rod, and my hungry womb with his hot, thick cum. But, having learned to remain silent in front of him, I kept my lips tightly closed and said nothing.
However, the man was obviously aware of the lust that was rising in my body and within me, and to tease me further, he slowly plunged his glans into my cunt, then stopped still, then slowly withdrew; then, slowly plunged in again, but refused to go deeper, and then hastily withdrew. The muscles in my cunt spasmed and clenched around the large rod he was thrusting in, unwilling to let him withdraw. So each time he withdrew, he pulled some of the tender flesh out of my cunt and flopped it on the inside of my cunt lips that had been yanked open by the clamps and ropes. I wanted him to thrust deeper and harder so badly that I was willing to do anything humiliating for him in order to get him to thrust his big rod in more and harder. I don’t know why I was so horny, all I knew was that my life had changed forever.
The man obviously knew what was going on in my mind, and knew even better how to torture me, as he slowly thrust his cock inside me, only a centimeter more each time, and then pulled out quickly. He teased and stimulated me like this over and over again, keeping me on the verge of an orgasmic outburst. His penis was very thick, much thicker than my ex-boyfriend’s, so despite the fact that my pussy was so wet and slippery that it was easy for a man to slide all the way in at once, he was able to control the depth of his entry and the frequency of his strokes very well.
Finally, I felt him penetrate more as his pubic hair had pricked my clit and he had basically fully inserted his penis. His sex skills were fantastic, and his ability to fuck and control was amazing, he knew better how to ride a woman and grasp her sexuality and psyche.
Oh, he went another centimeter deeper, and both of our pubic bones were already tightly pressed together. In, out, in again, out …… again, he has penetrated as far as he can, the thick glans seems to penetrate my heart, penetrating my whole body trembling. Ah, I was stuffed to the brim with him, the feeling was just too comfortable. His thrusting movements became faster and faster, each impact pushed the glans against my cervix, and the tingling and tickling sensation made me want to moan and yell.
“Don’t make a sound, my little boy.”
I was having a very hard time suppressing my moans, trying desperately to calm my almost out of control breathing, trying to do everything I could to obey him and please him. Yes, that’s what I wanted to do more than anything right now, to obey him and please him so that he could give me sexual pleasure. He was my master, he controlled my will and my body. Right now, everything I am belongs to him and I let him do whatever he wants.
Now he was pounding harder and harder, seeming to ram his entire body into my cunt. At this point I felt as if I had some self-control to keep my body from going into a premature stage of passion as he asked, but then he intensified his stimulation, rubbing my clit with the vibrator as he thrust harder. Oh my God, if he keeps stimulating me like this, I’m not going to be able to control my arousal at all. It seems like I’m still under his control and don’t have any initiative of my own. I really wanted to shout at him, “O Master, please, don’t torture me like this anymore, or I really won’t be able to control myself.” However, I knew that I couldn’t just speak without his permission.
There was nothing I could do but whimper softly, suppressing my moans at the intensity of his pounding. My clit seemed to be on fire, my cunt had never been so full, my ass was raw from his impacts, and my nipples swayed from side to side as he thrust, bringing the chains on my nipple clamps wobbling around. Suddenly, he removed the blindfold over my eyes, but I still didn’t dare open them. My previously peaceful life had been completely changed and I didn’t know how to face what was in front of me.
That’s when I heard him say, “My little bitch slave, open your eyes.” I opened my eyes and happened to meet his gaze. It was a pair of gleaming, very dominant eyes, eyes filled with male power and desire. This is a man I’ve never met before, but he’s in complete control of my mind and body right now. Looking into his eyes, I didn’t want to know who he was, only when he was going to give me an orgasm.
“Come on my bitchy slave, come for me now!” The man said loudly to me as he thrust violently.
The orgasm was like a flood that broke the dike, it washed away all my dignity, reserve and rationality, I screamed out loud and released the desire that had been gathering in my body for a long time, wave after wave of orgasms passed through my body and soul like electric current. At this point, the man began to pull the clamps on my labia, each one he pulled off made me orgasm, when he pulled off all six clamps, I passed out from excitement.
When I came out of my sexual ecstasy, I found myself lying on a large soft bed, clean white sheets over my naked body, the whole bed smelling of lavender. The windows of the room are open, bright sunshine into the room, white curtains with the warm breeze fluttering, there is no one in the room except me. Could it be that everything I just experienced was just a horrible dream I had? , I shook my head and moved my body, feeling something rubbing against the sheets on my nipples. I lifted the sheet to see two golden nipple rings threaded through both of my nipples, the joints had been welded shut and could never be easily removed.
Exhausted, I fell back into the dream, my body and psyche falling into an infinite darkness with it ……