Day of the Nipples

New project. He will devote an entire day to a selected body part. That is the one and only part of my body that will receive attention from him. Today is Day of the Nipples. First, he put on the nipple shield, but anyone who's tried to keep one of those on non-pierced nipples knows the challenge. My Lord is no fool. He knew they would pop off easily, so over the shield he placed a nipple jewel - the loopy kind - to hold it in place. Then, he had me kneel and service his cock. I was not allowed to use my hands, only my mouth. I couldn't control myself once and reached for his balls. I LOVE fondling his balls! I thought for a while he was going to let this go, but I was wrong. He let me finish, thank God! and he came in my mouth. 

Then, he iced my nipples. Good Lord but that was cold! Especially after they had been tightly jeweled! They hardened up to bullets the moment one drop of frozen water fell on them. He laughed when I sucked in my breath. I love to hear that sound. I wanted to cry out, but controlled myself, which was also a mistake. He likes me to make a little noise. Moans, begging, crying. I know this and for some perverse reason even I don't understand, I fight it and remain silent as long as possible. He likes this as well. He's told me so. He likes to break my resolve and own me totally. The ice damned near did it, but not quite. So, he upped the ante.

How? With heat. He end from constriction to ice to burning - okay, not real burning, but it sure as hell felt like it. 

Wax. He dripped hot wax across my breasts, covering my tender nipples and soft skin with fire which cooled to hardness. I broke. It was all too much and I cried out and began to thrash. This he was not to endure, so he tied me in place and continued his assault on my breasts. Please, I begged, please fuck me! My pussy was crying as well, sweet tears gushing from my petals, begging for attention. He saw this and laughed again. No. No my dear. If you can cum for me I will give you my cock to suck on again, but nothing for your pussy. Not yet. Now, cum for me or I'll have to punish your nipples more and I promise, you won't like that one little bit.

I opened my eyes and followed his glance. The flogger. If I didn't cum, he'd flog my breasts. My breath stopped for a moment. I imagined the pain. I imagined his pleasure. and I came.

That's my girl. He praised me. Now you may have my cock and since you've already sucked it dry once, I promise you it will stay hard for a very long time. If you can coax another orgasm from me within the next 30 minutes I won't make you wear the bells for the rest of the day.

I took that challenge, and lost. Thirty-two minutes later he fed me his sweet, sweet cream, but I wear his bells for the next four hours. I can't wait to see what tomorrow has in store.

Day of the Ass

Today was DAY OF THE ASS. As with Day of the Nipple, He began by having me kneel and perform fellatio. I learned my lesson, though, and clasped my hands behind my back so that I would not touch him without permission. He laughs when he sees this, grabs my hair and tells me to look at him. He wants to see my eyes when he cums down my throat. He wants to see my reaction as I gulp down his offering. He wants to watch my throat move and my eyes water. Then, he fucks my mouth. I struggle to keep my eyes on his and - yes - I fail. Nonetheless, he gives me his morning blessing but tells me I am still to be punished. For the next 24 hours I will wear a metal chastity belt and he will keep the key. I cry in frustration knowing he will keep his word. He even encases my breasts in a metal bra so that I will find no release except through my ass. This, he will use as he chooses.

First, he inserts a plug through the back hole of the belt. I wince a bit, but he soothes me and when the plug settles, I feel pleasantly full. Then, he tells me to dress. We are going out shopping. I gape at him in shock. He's going to take me out in public wearing not only a chastity belt but also a plug??? He grabs my hair, pulls my head back and kisses me. When he lifts his head he whispers: Obey or pay a price. You've already earned one spanking for closing your eyes earlier.  

I obey. He takes his time with errands and I am conscious only of my wet, lonely pussy and my full bottom. It is as if he is touching me even when he is pushing the grocery cart. Finally, we arrive back home. We put away the groceries and I am a mass of nerves and wetness. I can't take any more, so i go down on my knees again, tears in my eyes and beg. I beg him to take me. To fuck me. To give me sweet release. I'm sobbing at this point, so desperate am I for his touch. Desperate and so very, very close to orgasm. He lifts my chin and smiles. If I take my spanking like a good girl, he says. I nod eagerly and promise to be good. He sits on one of the kitchen chairs and pulls me over his lap. I jump with the sharp sting of the first slap and cry. I know he likes to hear this and I couldn't have stopped myself even if I had tried. The real challenge will be in keeping my hands out of his way and not kicking. I brace my hands on the floor. This helps to center me. I can concentrate on them.I count the tears as they splash on the white floor until there is a small puddle of brine between my hands. My ass is on fire so that even the rain of my tears and my abandoned, locked shut pussy can't quench the flames. He turns me over and hold me, kisses me, tells me he's proud of me. When I calm a bit, he sets me on the floor. He unlocks my belt but warns that it will go right back one once he finishes. My pussy will not be free until tomorrow. If I touch myself he will add another day. I nod and babble my understand. 

Then, he kneels behind me. Slowly he enters my anus, allowing my body time to adjust. Please. Please, I beg. Please let me cum. He allows this. He pushes in deep, hard and says, Yes, you may cum as often as you like. With his words, I explode. Color erupts behind my eyes and I am nothing but a body. He moves, fucking me. First hard, then slowly. Then hard again. The contrast makes me crazy and again I am crying. I hear someone's voice and realize it's my own moans. He touches no other part of me. All nerves end in my bottom. I feel his movements speed and then, then he cums. He graces me with his blessing and I cry out in joy. After, he holds me again, kisses me, then carefully locks me back into chastity. Tomorrow, after all, is another day.

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Well Used Gift.

My Lord and Master has given me to Sir as a Christmas Gift. I couldn't be more pleased. This is my second day with Sir. Last night, after worshiping his cock, he untied my ankles and let me curl up next to him. He played with the bells clipped to my nipples while he relaxed and watched a bit of television. Each flick caused my nipples to burn and the bells to chime and my pussy to tighten. Finally, he ordered me to his bed. He tied me, my legs spread, my hands above my head, to his bed. His mouth devoured my tender buds until I screamed and begged. He laughed at my distress then, with a nipple caught between his teeth, he gave permission. I exploded with pleasure. He sucked off one clip and I screamed again. He gave me permission to cum at will as his gift to me. Then, he sucked off the other clip. He reached down, fingered me pussy, dipping deeply into my honey.

Ready for me, Slut?

Yes, Sir!

First, give me a number.

Panting, I answered. 8.

Eight it is. He opened a drawer and pulled out a soft flogger. I almost fainted with desire.

I heard the swish then felt the sting. Eight times he flogged my pussy, each stroke harder than the last until, by number 7, tears ran down my cheeks.

That's it. Cry for me. I want your pussy and your face wet.

I screamed. Stroke 8 felt like fire across my wet, delicate, swollen flesh. He gave me no time to catch my breath before he entered me, driving his hard cock deep within my womb. I clenched around him and came again, bright colors exploding from my eyes. Harshly, he fucked me. No mercy. He took what he wanted and within moments emptied himself - not in me as I so wanted, but on me, his sweetness burning my tummy, by breasts.

Slowly, he untied my hands and ankles. He kissed me gently and re-tied one ankle to the bed, leaving a good five feet of play in the rope.

Now, G, I'm tired. I'm going to give you your nightly spanking and then we are both going to sleep. I will spank you until you cry every night because I know you need it. But rest well, because for the next 7 days, you will be naked, leashed, tied to my bed, spanked, tweezed, shaved, fucked in every hole, flogged, fisted, figged. Your ass will be plugged at all times unless you need to relieve yourself. I will be your world and I will do anything else I desire. You will speak only when I ask a question. You are mine. Understood?

Oh yes Sir.

He flipped me over onto my stomach. He lifted my hips and placed several pillows beneath me. His hand came down on my bottom. Hard. fast. Punishing. I gasped at the pain, at the pleasure. I squirmed and he held me own with one hand on the small of my back. I bi my lip and held onto the sheets. I did not cry easily during a spanking, but he was right. Unless I cried, I felt unfulfilled. Crying was my sign of total submission, giving, release. Again and again he spanked me. Soon, he began to pant. Pain clouded my vision, but I began to feel a tight coil inside of me release, ease. I floated and gave myself over to him. Warmth covered me more securely than any blanket.

Then, he was holding me. Crooning to me, kissing my tear stained faced.

That's it my precious G. Cry it out. Relax, honey. I'll hold you until you until you sleep.

This is going to be a very, very good week.

The Gift

I see her. There beneath the tree. My gift from my best friend. Technically, she belongs to both of us, but her first Master is Joe, her husband. For the next week, though, she is mine. According to her tag, this is Joe's gift to me. One week alone with G. When I came home from work today she was beneath my tree all nicely tied up, nude beneath her silken cords, bells on her nipples, a jewel in her ass, a ribbon tied around her mouth as a gag, a tag on her collar. I smile at her as I read the tag. Then, I laugh a bit. Pleased with my gift. She can't speak, but her eyes follow my every movement and I can easily see the desire in them. The desire to please me, to be pleased herself.

I fix myself a stiff drink. Then, I turn on some music, very much aware that my Gift is watching my every move. For the moment, I just want to look at her, her beauty, and make plans. Her hands are tied in front of her with a simple knot. Her ankles also tied together with a length of about 3 feet between her feet. She can easily move or untie herself if she wants or needs to, but I know she will not move unless I give her permission. 

I build up the fire in the fireplace so that it is nice and toasty in my living room. Then, I tell her to come to me. She turns a bit and rises to her knees. She crawls to me and sits back on her ankles, looking up at me.

Undress me.

She completes her task as gracefully as her bonds allow. I remove her ribbon gag and offer her a sip of my cocktail. 

Welcome me home.

Sighing and giving me a quick smile, she kisses my cock, licks it, begins her worship. I gently pet her hair, running my fingers through it's red length. Her mouth is a haven of beauty and comfort. Hot. She sucks my rod deeply down her throat, cradles my sac with her bound hands. I tip my head back and just feel. Her warmth, her obedience, her thick hair. I look down and see her eyes looking up at me, lust making them bright as emeralds. My cock grows and my balls tighten. I explode, gifting her with my juice. Sweet as a kitten, she drinks the milk, lapping up each drop. I lower myself to the leather couch and she follows my movement, never letting her mouth leave my cock. She places her cheek on my lap, resting.

Yes. This is going to be a glorious week.

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