Training of Submissives

Back Again---and speaking of BACK----let us step through the backdoor----On Being Anal…

2011-05-25T07:29:00.000-07:00

This is not a posting about being anal retentive. (For that, if it is problematic you might want to contact a good psychotherapist.)
I had a few requests for a post like this. I have been fortunate enough to be speaking with a woman that has very deeply and successfully been exploring and blogging about her exploration of D/s since her divorce. She has ceased blogging recently but I will add a link if she begins anew. Some of the requests for this post came from people that like anal oriented activities and some from those who have yet to experience much anal. Analingus (oral-anal contact) and Anal Intercourse (anal penetration with the penis) are usually what people think of by Anal. Unless you are lucky enough to be into D/s, in which case those are just the lovely beginning of a creative, erotic, sometimes demanding and always sensual experience.
An interesting observation I have made about analingus—oral to anal contact---it is not the act exactly, but the perception which decides the dynamic. I love a woman’s ass. I love to touch it, kiss it and tongue it, inside and out. She can be lying on her stomach or sitting on my face during love making, or tied down during rough sex, I enjoy doing it and do it when I can. There is nothing the least bit submissive about the act of my tonguing a woman’s asshole. Yet, when my slaves lick and kiss my ass or asshole, whether I command it or they have begged to do it, it is a most submissive act. Slave S, said she found it one of the most submissive things she could and ever did. When we started she was very into kissing and licking feet, but once I demanded a thorough tongue bath and she started to lick my ass, her first time doing this, she found she much preferred it as a much more submissive act! Though M and I never discussed it, she seemed to get excited by the total tongue bath experience, and seemed anxious to serve her Master by kissing and licking my ass. However, when it came to getting her ass licked, it is possible that no one ever enjoyed it more than M!
When it comes to Anal penetration I have noticed similar dynamics. There is an entire sex culture of anal that does not include D/s. And of course, for gay men it is the only form of intercourse available, and not all gay men are into D/s. Just like analingus, since the ass has many nerve endings, and is sensitive, it is an erogenous zone and experiences effects and changes during sexual arousal. Clearly, if we are comfortable allowing it, the ass is made to be a part of the sexual experience. Now, as for it being separate from D/s, I cannot speak to this from experience, because as it happens, every woman I have ended up having anal sex with also ended up submitting to me. This is not a scientific sample because in all but one case, Slave S, I pursued exploring the issue of D/s before a sub and I got much into the physical relationship and therefore did not have anal sex before we explored D/s . I have explored how this sometimes occurred in an earlier posting: http://enteringsub.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-time.html
I think I like and am attracted to anal sex because I definitely seem partial to a woman’s beautiful ass and it seems like a D/s thing to do, at least to me. I have been with a few women and some had large breasts and some were very small, some were tall and trim, some were shorter but all had incredible butts! Obviously, there can also be a pain aspect to anal intercourse. For some, like M, there was a certain amount of pain every time but what made it particularly enjoyable with M was not that there was a certain amount of pain, but that it was one of the activities that made her more excited and her pussy dripping wet than almost anything else. Obviously, I enjoy inflicting a certain amount of sexual punishment, however, I would not enjoy dishing out nonconsensual pain or pain in a way that did not lead to the other goals the submissive and I each had. In other words, if M experienced the same anal pain, but did not get excitement from it, and in fact was turned off by it, even though accepting of the pain, it would not have been enjoyable for me. Just like I would not want a woman to be whipped by me solely because she cared for me, but didn't actually enjoy submitting and get turned on by the acceptance of her punishment. That might, in actuality still be consensual, but for me it would not be D/s.
So, there can be a certain amount of discomfort or pain involved with anal sex, but there does not have to be. It depends on using enough lubricant and it also depends on the combination of the size of the man and woman. While not the thinnest woman I had been with, M was one of the shortest and while not huge, I have been told I have a fairly large sized cock, and the combination seemed to be about as much as M could take. K was a smaller framed though taller woman, and in truth I think her ass felt the tightest, but if there was any discomfort she simply did not betray it. For some, like slave S, there was a little discomfort at times but never any real pain---and usually just pleasure. And as I said, for slaves like K, if there was any pain involved it was so minor that someone with the tolerance she possessed never gave a hint if there was any discomfort. So clearly since I enjoyed it with everyone there is more to it than discomfort. But then, I suppose if you are into dominance and submission you can find a D/s dynamic in almost any act. I'm thinking that what is also dominant about anal sex is that you are pushing your way into an orifice that isn't normally used for this purpose. Therefore I can find oral sex to be a D/s activity too. Yet there are millions of women out there who don't think or feel submissive when they perform a blow job. Certainly there are positions, forcefulness and dialogue that can make any act more or less D/s, so I am sure that is part of it. But if I had to give an opinion I do think anal sex is more overtly D/s than a lot of other acts.
Now nothing really makes anal sex more D/s than expecting the slave to suck your cock when it comes out of their ass. I am sure there are people into D/s activities that would just pull out of a slave’s ass and then push it in their mouth. As I've mentioned many times the real world is not always that convenient so I'm not like that. I like to check that things are clean first. I think people, Doms and just guys that like anal sex, think it is okay to just expect certain things because in most anal sex videos, especially with a D/s storyline, that's exactly what the guy does----takes his cock out of the girls ass and shoves it right in her mouth and tells her to clean it off. The thing is, you only see what the camera allows you to see, you can't be sure where they cut the video, and you don't know what preparations have gone into making sure the actress was ready. Now, as I said I always check, and the vast majority of times things have always been clean. I have not written about the times they haven't been! In general, the body has a good way of keeping things remarkably clean, and during arousal have mechanisms in place to help with this. However, for some people, whether just the way their bodies work, or because of transient issues, they may require some help. Enemas are an area that I have heard are both erotic and obviously very useful if somebody is not naturally usually ready for anal sex. However, I am not into enemas and so far in my experience have not needed any regular additional help to clean out my slaves. So this is not an area I can speak to and if you are interested in these, or you feel you or your slave needs this kind of preparation, you'll have to seek additional information elsewhere. It should be noted that just because a cock, or strap on, may come out clean enough to be licked and sucked afterward, you can never assume it's clean enough to go right back into a vagina. That is not the case!
So, is bending over or getting on your hands and knees and spreading your cheeks and taking a big fat cock up your asshole a submissive act? I think so, but that is only one dominant man's opinion! There are plenty of movies out there where women get fucked up the ass without displaying the slightest bit of discomfort or pain, in fact they are moaning and screaming in pleasure, and then suck the guys cock as soon as it comes out of their asshole, and there isn't the slightest hint of D/s. But are the people watching these films into D/s?
As I mentioned there are changes to the asshole as we become more and more sexually aroused. I'm sure anyone reading this is aware of that but just in case, I will mention it here that under extended arousal the asshole opens up. Therefore, especially when introducing a slave who is new to anal sex you need to proceed slowly. And I don't just mean not to rush through the entire idea of anal sex; I mean not to rush when you're actually doing it. You need to penetrate slowly, especially when you've never done this with the girl before. You need to be adequately lubricated. I have always found that an excited woman provides enough lubrication in her pussy. I never needed to use additional lubrication besides what I got from their pussies with M though sometimes with K because she was so tight I would add lubricant and maybe it would've helped with M. Because of her discomfort I offered her a lubricant on several occasions but she declined, saying she thought it was not necessary because my cock would be so wet from her and the actual penetration was easy. She thought it was more a matter of size and relaxation and that she was prepared for the discomfort while serving me. Interestingly, slave S, a taller, larger framed woman, never appeared to have much discomfort from anal sex but insisted, despite her also being one of the wettest women I have ever known, on using an additional lubricant. She had always heard you were supposed to use lubricant and therefore I believe she just felt it was a requirement. Kayla was one of the least wet women I have ever known and she blamed that on her body's reaction to birth control pills, but she didn't like the idea of lubricant and insisted on only providing her own---naturally. This made for a difficult penetration, one that seemed as painful sometimes for her as for M, though she insisted it was not the case and that she really did not experience discomfort. It was hard to know but as I have mentioned many times in a lot of ways she was a very annoying person so I'm sure if she really didn't like it I would've heard about it! So I think it's safe to say that as a general rule, especially with girls new to anal sex, you should plan on using additional lubricant. Also, even when you're with someone extremely wet and they themselves don't feel you need a lubricant; you should still always have one nearby. The reason is if you need additional lubricant while in the act of fucking her asshole, it would not be prudent or sanitary to expect to be able to re-lubricate your cock in her pussy. You could use your fingers to get some lubrication and bring it to her ass, but it is better to be prepared. There are many good personal lubricants on the market, but make sure your choice will be safe and pleasant for her if you expect her to suck your cock afterwards.
As may have been evident from previous posts, I enjoyed inserting a great many things into my slaves asses. My tongue and their fingers are the easy ones. Although as I've mentioned, M did not find her fingers very easy as she was embarrassed to play with her asshole. When I first started with D/s, the first things I ever inserted inside a woman's asshole besides my tongue, my fingers, or my cock was a thin, hard, black leather covered, smooth metal studded whip handle. M was the first to experience this. I could tell she really didn't like it. M has never had a problem with me wanting to put my cock in her ass which was much bigger and wider than the whip handle. But while she submitted and tolerated anything I wanted to put up her ass, she has never enjoyed objects. The only time she gets soaking wet when her asshole is stretched is when it is stretched by my cock. I suppose this shows the psychological component of sex. M clearly enjoyed anal stimulation, even painful stimulation, but clearly in her mind it was to be provided by her lover and his body parts. She moaned and writhed by the touch of my fingers, went into ecstasy with my tongue up her ass, but was resistant to touching her ass with her own fingers. She was in pain but got soaking wet when my big cock stretched her asshole, but got little enjoyment by a much thinner whip handle or similar sized butt plug. I say little enjoyment instead of no enjoyment because she did clearly stay in the moment and in the experience, and I believe that was related to her desire and excitement in serving me. The first couple of times I inserted the thinner objects into her asshole she did not seem to respond positively. After that though, since I planned on continuing the practice because I enjoyed it, and since she was willing to submit to it, I would start to talk to her more while I was doing it, about how she was serving her master, or I would stand in front of her and fuck her mouth while I stimulated her asshole. She started to respond much more excitedly once she saw the effect inserting these objects into her asshole had on me and my cock. After a while, if she would displease me, she started to suggest anal punishments as often as any other harsh punishment. Once when we had plans to go to the opening of a movie on a Friday night, she forgot she had made plans with some friends of hers. The friends kept reminding her of their plans, and I did not bother reminding her of ours, as this was not usually a problem, and she ended up standing me up. This almost never happened and she was very upset and apologetic. I was so annoyed I did not take any of her hints that we should settle this in a D/s way. We made plans the next morning for later that day, and when I arrived at her house she answered the door naked, save for her collar and cuffs. She never did this if I did not instruct her to do so. I walked in only commenting “Nice outfit.” She got into her slave position bent over the end of the couch with her hands reaching back spreading her ass cheeks. There was a small wooden folding tray next to her, not something usually there, and on it was a rattan cane, her heavy wooden sorority paddle, 2 Japanese clover nipple clamps, several pounds of weights that we used to hang from those clamps, and this very large (fat and long) rubber cock with ribs and protruding studs. I once brought that dildo to her along with Slave S, and threatened to abuse M’s ass with it if she did not play with her asshole to my liking in front of Slave S (to make up for the fact that previously she had been very resistant to this in front of S, and of course she was punished for this resistance, but I was not going to tolerate her embarrassing me again). “I see you are feeling very guilty.” I said. “I was so angry I was going to leave you to stew in your guilt, but I guess you know me pretty well. Naked and bent over with some of our harshest instruments ready for use makes me think I should settle this your way instead….” I stood behind her and lowered my pants and teased her slightly parted pussy lips with the tip of my rock hard cock. “Besides, you obviously know how to improve my mood!” She moaned as I pulled the tip away from her pussy. “You’ll get my cock back when you have taken your punishment.” I said. Then I picked up the fat studded dildo and brought it near her face. “What do you think I should do with this?” I asked. She stared at it and paused, then spoke very softly. “I think you should…” she paused again, then looked up into my eyes, “fuck my asshole with it Master.” Then she immediately averted her eyes and buried her face in the couch cushion. “I see.” I said. “I think that will be a terrible punishment for you.” I said. Muffled a bit by the cushion I heard M say, “I think so too.” I looked at the table again, “You picked out so many severe punishments that I will end with the cock up your ass and perhaps by then you will find it a welcome change of pace.” I snapped a leash on her collar and pulled her from the couch. She immediately got on her hands and knees and crawled over to the wall where I had a hook in the wall to chain her arms above her head. Here is where I whipped her standing up, facing the wall, but when I bound her with her back against the wall she knew it was for nipple and tit punishment. She raised her hands above her head when I told her to stand, but stood sideways and asked which way she should go. “Your back to the wall slave! You chose the clamps and the weights so it’s your tits that will suffer first.” I hung 3 pounds from each clamp, less than the most weight she’d ever experienced, but extremely painful, and I left them on for 5 minutes, which was not the longest she had stood either. She stood there, tits jutting out, eyes closed, hands above her head, lips tightly pressed together as I announced the end of each minute by giving the clamps a push causing them to swing painfully. When I said 5 minutes I grabbed the clamps and pulled them off quickly. I had never told her it would be a 5 minute limit and she was totally unprepared for the rush of pain that stung her nipples as the clamps were removed and she screamed out most unexpectedly for M.
I snapped her leash back on and instantly she was on her hands and knees as I led her back to the couch. As soon as her leash was removed again she was back into her slave position with her cheeks spread. I attached her ankle cuffs to the legs of the couch then pulled her hands from between her cheeks and pulled them outstretched above her head and used long cotton rope to attach those to the other end of the couch. She was tied down tight and her ass was a lovely, round and firm target. “I like to see your ass with thin red stripes so I will begin with the cane as once I use that paddle your ass will just be so red and bruised that the thin welts won’t show at all!” I said.
“Yes sir. I am sure you’re right, thank you.”
“And what does my bitch think about this punishment now that it has begun? Do you wish you had chosen a few different instruments?”
“I think I am very glad you decided to punish your bitch instead of staying angry with her. I would not have chosen differently because I knew you would only agree if you felt I was serious and sincere about this punishment. A riding crop and butt plug would not have proven anything to you.”
“You know me very well M.” I said as I swished the cane in the air and then walked behind her. I only gave her 15 strokes, but they were firm strokes. M had chosen some pretty severe punishment and I did not want to overdo it. Also, I was anxious to see if her ass could take that rubber cock and just as anxious to end the experience with a good fucking to show her she had more than made up to me for her poor behavior. I then picked up the heavy paddle and rubbed her ass with it. “I almost hate to ruin these lovely red stripes with this heavy thing!” I said. I put the paddle down, picked up the cane and said, “In fact, I am not going to do it. You have offered yourself up to a great deal of punishment tonight and you are getting it for sure, but I think 10 more with the cane will suffice, and will leave your ass looking the way I like while I abuse it with the rubber cock.” I said.
I could hear disappointment in her voice, but could not tell if it was her expectation or for me as she said, “Master, a few strokes won’t ruin the look, will it?” “I suppose not.” I said. I gave her 3 hard strokes with the paddle, one right after the other, then gave her 5 more strokes of the cane, very hard strokes, and then left her tied there while I picked up the rubber cock.”
“If this thing wasn’t so long and fat I think it would still be very difficult to take because of the ribs and bumps all over it.” I said as I reached under M’s chin and held her face and turned her so she was staring at the monstrous cock. I reached over and rubbed the cock between her ass cheeks then pulled it away and leaned it in front of her face on the cushion. “Start licking it. You will want it as wet and slippery as possible.” I said. I walked behind her and slid out of my pants and briefs. My cock was hard and throbbing and I roughly pushed it into her pussy. She was moist and it only took a few thrusts before she was soaking wet. I fucked her hard and fast and reached underneath and rubbed her clit. Soon she was screaming out her orgasm, (M really loved to scream when she came, maybe so everyone would know how many times she could manage in a night). I pulled my wet cock out of her pussy and stuck it right into her asshole. Her ass was about as opened as it ever was, having just had an orgasm and my sticking my cock in there would serve to start lubricating her and to help open her asshole some more for that big rubber cock while I enjoyed myself. That rubber cock, while not the biggest thing I ever shoved up M’s ass, was near to it including the ribs and studs and I had a feeling this was going to be very tough for her. I picked up the rubber cock that she had clearly forgotten to keep licking and I held it in front of her face and started fucking her mouth with it. It was not easy for her, and I pulled it out and the next stop was her pussy. “If I were you I would try to enjoy this because being very wet and very excited will be the only things to help you through this. But when we are done with your punishment we can spend the rest of the night fucking and licking with no more guilt or punishment.” As I continued to fuck her pussy with the big cock I moved around until my cock was near her mouth and I started to fuck her mouth. I knew the feel of my soaking wet cock and the taste of her pussy and ass would only excite her more. The big cock was easily fucking in and out of her pussy. It was wet and slippery and I fingered her asshole and it was as open as ever I found it! I pulled the formidable phallus out of her pussy and started to work the head into her asshole. She wiggled her ass a bit higher and leaned down burying her face in the cushion. I would have used some supplementary lubrication for this scene, but because she did not like it, and we rarely needed it, I did not have any on hand. The head of the cock made its way into her asshole and I slowly proceeded to ease the cock deeper. The first rib started before the cock’s full girth and it made it inside her with a heaving breath and moan into the cushion. I eased the cock a bit farther in and reached the full circumference. As the full size entered her she raised her head from the cushion and gasped then lowered her head into the cushion. We had reached a part with several of the rubber studs and the next rib, both of which made the widest part of the phallus even wider! I stuck my fingers into her pussy which was still wet and collected some of her moisture and spread it on the bumps and ribs and shaft of the rubber cock. I continued to finger her pussy to keep her as excited as possible and then I pushed the first protrusions into her asshole. “Oh that hurts so much!” She cried out as her face left the cushion. I gently eased the shaft out a half inch and she gasped as the studs that had just entered, now exited. I started to slide the cock further out of her ass and she said, “No. Please try again.” She was breathing heavy and buried her face back into the cushion and I could tell she was not looking for a discussion or argument. I collected more juice from her pussy, though it was clearly not as wet as before, rubbed it all over the cock and then began to shove it back up her asshole. With a firm push the studs and next rib slid into her asshole. I was not sure, since it went in easier, if this was a better entry when suddenly she raised her head off the cushion, even from my vantage point behind her I could see tears on her cheeks and she cried out “Oh, Oh!” and was breathing very heavily. I started to ease the cock out. Maybe when I first backed it up she thought I was going to fuck her ass with it by going in and out because she immediately buried her face back in the cushion and cried out into the cushion when the rib and studs exited her ass. But once she saw I kept pulling out she raised her face again, “I’m sorry I can’t take it better. Please don’t stop.” She begged as tears continued to roll down her cheeks.

“Get your face back down slave.” I said, and she did so, adjusting her hips waiting for the next onslaught of that painful cock. Instead she cried out into the cushion as the last rib exited her asshole and the cock slid out. As she raised her head and started talking I sat down on the couch in front of her, leaning off the edge of the cushion because her tied and outstretched arms blocked me from sitting back “Please, Master, I’m sorry, you should not stop, I chose this punishment because I knew it would be severe and it was appropriate.”
“Lovely M, you are an amazing slave, but you have nothing to apologize for. When I originally brought that cock here, it was a threat of severe punishment if you disappointed me, but I have to admit, it is a pretty severe looking punishment for any slave’s ass, not just yours. I did not know then if I would ever actually use it, which is why I have never suggested it in all the time it has been here. I do have to admit, I wondered what it would be like using it on you, and you gave me that experience today. You are my slave, not a machine and you are not expected to take everything. Sure, I try to target things for my slaves so that maybe you can handle everything I choose, but in the real world even well planned scenes go awry. It means a lot to me that you had the guts to offer up your asshole to that terrible looking cock because I know from the look on your face when I first brought it to you that it frightened you. You offered it and you took it as best you could and I appreciate that. What kind of Master would I be if I ignored the level of pain you were experiencing, as well as the potential for physical injury, and continued with that punishment?” I asked rhetorically, then continued,. “Besides my beautiful slave whore, I have to admit every time I stick something up your ass it makes me want to fuck it also. If I kept abusing your asshole with that thing, it would have been way too long before you would have been in shape to accept my cock up your ass again. I decided it was not worth it. You have to understand slave, I enjoy shoving things up your ass and I enjoy punishing you, but what I was seeing now was not exciting, not if it happened to anybody, but certainly not happening to someone I care about. We will go to bed now and find other activities to satisfy us both!”
Now, I would never advocate pushing someone anally, not to try something, and not to go to harsh levels of punishment like I just wrote about. You need to be experienced and well versed in each other’s desires and limits, and be very sensitive to what is going on and be aware of the subs reactions. I knew from early on in our relationship, long before we entered D/s together, that M was anally oriented though we were already into D/s when we started anal intercourse. One of the first times we were alone together when I was roaming my fingers or tongue along her naked body she twisted and contorted herself until her she could get her slightly spread cheeks wherever the action was. Finally, when I tongued her asshole for the very first time while rubbing her pussy, I thought she would scream the glass out of the windows of the apartment I had at the time when she so quickly succumbed to her orgasm! After tonguing her asshole during the first orgasm, I can still remember that evening, so excited and willing was she that I did not want to leave her asshole alone. At this time we had only given hints to each other about her submissiveness and my desire to dominate. As I said, I did not want to leave her asshole unattended, so when I felt like removing my face from between her beautiful cheeks, I brought my hand between them and started fucking her asshole with two fingers. She was sucking on my cock, then I was leaning over and licking her nipples, we were moving all around the bed, but as soon as I pulled my fingers up her asshole, and as I was moving once those fingers came anywhere near her face, she immediately brought her mouth to them and began to lick and suck them. I don't think she was even fully conscious yet of her desire to submit to me, but whenever she licked and sucked anything that was in her pussy or asshole she always became soaking wet, breathing heavily and moaning and writhing. To me this is a very submissive way to be. It could be interpreted other ways I suppose, but having been there and knowing her that seemed to fit best.
So I would say a large portion of how you approach anal activities has to be a very sensitive mix of where your sub is at and where you would like to be. For the inexperienced, anal is new, can be scary, penetration may be painful and even if it isn't that may be the concern and fear ahead of time, or a concern that it could be messy or inconvenient, and may not live up to one or both expectations. Anal intercourse should not be the first stop but more the destination. Tongues, fingers, small butt plugs should all be used to gauge interest, ability and to initiate everyone involved. I have heard from a few people that one partner enjoyed anal penetration and the other didn't, usually the one receiving the cock up their ass did not like it. Over time I have gotten e-mails from dominant women whose lover was also their male slave, and they said how they both fantasized about her strapping one on and giving it to him good, but then when it came right down to it he found it very unpleasant. They seem to have contacted me because they noted in my blogs that when I wrote about anal activities I had slaves like S that enjoyed them and were not particularly uncomfortable, and slaves like M, that enjoyed the activities even though it was very clear it was painful, and they were somehow looking for a magical suggestion of how to make their sub enjoy the activity as much as they both fantasized they would. Sadly, I know of no magic solution. I have noticed that dominants and submissives often have a lot of anal ideas. Most of them that I have talked to have thought about it even if they haven't gotten to do anything yet. What kind of action that will translate to is hard to say, but if there is interest there and certainly if there is no outright refusal there, there is always the opportunity to explore together and find at least certain activities and certain levels of activities that you can both enjoy together. As long as you keep your expectations open hopefully you can find the range of fun anal to occupy your time.
Although I like to vary my punishments, there were some days, and some slaves, when they were due for a particularly harsh punishment that I decided I would focus all my attention on one area. . On these days I even limited how they were going to experience pleasure. To cum, they usually would need some stimulation directly to their pussy as well, but I would limit how they could get this stimulation and what would be happening to them while they got this stimulation, because after all this was punishment!
With M I enjoyed days when I focused al my attention on her ass, or her breasts, because she could tolerate a lot of punishment and attention shown to either. With Kayla, if a day was to have a specific focus it tended to be on her breasts. With M I probably leaned a little towards focusing on her firm, round ass because M could take an incredible amount of punishment to her butt and abuse of her asshole, but she was also so great at tolerating prolonged nipple punishment that I would really hate to choose which I enjoyed more with her, which is probably why days where I focused on one area were few and far between. They often seemed like a good idea in fantasy but in real life I like to roam around and vary my activities! But since M’s breasts were small it was hard for me to focus my attention on them almost exclusively. With Kayla I could rub my cock between her large tits and fuck them, and then cum on them, but that was a difficult proposition with M’s much smaller tits. So for Kayla I could focus on breast punishment and use because she had very large and firm breasts and could handle a decent amount of nipple torture and was very fond of having her breasts shown constant attention. Slave S also had large firm breasts, but she could not handle the amount of breast punishment or nipple torture that M could and at times not even as much as Kayla. But S was another one with a firm, round ass who could take a pretty harsh whipping! On a day when I chose to focus on her ass, M or S could find themselves tied down bent over a piece of furniture for an hour or more at a time. I might use several different implements, mixing in less intense whips with canes and paddles. I might then go at their asshole with my cock but not with the intent of cumming anytime soon. I would continually stop and hold myself back from cumming so that I could work on their ass as long as a half hour before pulling out and beginning the whipping again. As I said though, when I chose to focus in this way, I altered how the sub would get their pleasure and I limited how I would get mine. For example, for M on a day when I focused on her ass, for her to cum, I would only allow her to use a vibrator on her clit, with another vibrator buzzing inside her pussy, while I fucked her asshole. M was the only sub I personally knew that really didn't like using toys, as I said she had enough trouble just touching herself. With me she had gotten to the point where she could masturbate to orgasm in front of me, but she never enjoyed inserting a toy or touching herself with toys. The problem for M was though she might act like she was willing to forgo the orgasm rather than use toys, she also had a high sexual appetite and was used to cumming five or more times in an afternoon or evening. As much as she might try to fight it eventually she would acquiesce and find herself bent over with a vibrator buzzing in her pussy while she rubbed her clit with another vibrating piece of plastic. All while my cock was buried deep up her ass. Now for Kayla, on a day when I was focusing on her tits, it was much different. Since Kayla enjoyed using vibrators and dildos, that was not going to be a difficult orgasm for her like it was for M. Kayla had quite a personal collection of toys and used them whenever she had the time and inclination. When she had day of focused punishment on her breasts and it was time for her to try to cum, often I would attach her nipple clamps to the wall and have a very powerful vibrator attached to a stick between her legs but a little bit out of reach. Her hands would be tied behind her back and would offer her no ability to pleasure herself. If she wanted to cum she would have to stretch just that little bit extra to touch her pussy to the vibrator, which was also just far enough away to hurt her nipples. Often by the time she was ready to cum she would be groaning from the pain in her nipples and then the screaming from her orgasm would take over! Then I would detach her nipple clamps from the wall and lay her down on her back, those biting clamps still attached, and then I would straddle her chest and hold her tits tightly together and fuck her between her tits. I would make her look down and watch my cock slide in and out between her tits all the time with her mouth open because when I would finally shoot my load it would not be on her breasts, but go straight to her face and I wanted to see her try to catch my cum in her mouth. But Kayla’s breasts are a digression. We are talking anal today and I am trying to keep to the subject just like when I try to have an afternoon or evening of punishment focused on only one area. As you can see, it is as hard for me to stay focused on one area here as it turns out to be when I have a slave kneeling before me for punishment.
There are so many things you can do in D/s and anal that everyone else is missing out on! I have been out at bars and restaurants with a few subs; M, K, and Kayla to name a few where I had them go to the ladies room to remove the butt plug they had been wearing for at least an hour. They had to bring it back to the table (whether they washed it off I cannot say) and then I have commanded the slaves to lick it like a lollipop, as the wait staff and guests could possibly see. Even in a dark restaurant, in an out of the way corner, choosing a place that I knew would not be particularly crowded, these are very humiliating acts and were only possible with the most submissive subs who had a penchant for public acts. However, wearing the butt plug while out to a bar or dinner is always a good way to remind a slave of their position, and keep them stimulated, even without adding the acts of public humiliation. A small vibrator in her pussy at the same time really creates a personal and private experience while out in public. And in fact, I have used vibrating dildos in place of butt plugs when I wanted a stronger effect. I have not used inflatable butt plugs much, as I am uncomfortable not knowing exactly what is going on as I inflate it. You can only go by a slave’s reaction and so I would only use these with an experienced sub.
Just like everyone else, I do not think all submissive girls like anal sex, nor do I think you have to be submissive to enjoy or seek anal sex. I can say that all of the submissive girls I have been with that tried anal enjoyed anal sex (and that was all but one). For M, it often was a painful yet very exciting experience, for K and T it was sometimes uncomfortable and always exciting and for Slaves like S and Kayla, it was just a pleasurable experience. M seemed to find anal a form of submission, maybe because she felt she was submitting to me because it was often a painful act. S enjoyed anal sex before she started exploring D/s with me and the same for Kayla. K was already into anal and D/s when I met her so I do not know. I do find, at least in my limited experience that D/s and anal go hand in hand. At least, I am very into D/s and very attracted to a woman’s butt and everything I can do with it. I think, unless you have an aversion to it, everyone into D/s should at least explore the opportunities of anal. Even if you never get passed licking and fingering. Even if you cannot tolerate even well lubricated penetration with a cock or a butt plug, you can explore anal masturbation. It is very submissive for a sub to have to play with her asshole at her Dom’s command, and for me, a very exciting thing to see. Whatever concerns or fears you have about anal there is always something to try and possibly enjoy. If you have the interest and not the experience, slow and careful and lubrication are the words. If you are experienced, or would like to be, please comment for the rest of our readers!

Playing Together. (A continuation of the exploration of "forced bi".

2011-02-13T11:16:00.000-08:00

In the last post I talked about “forced” bi as part of slavery. I'm going to talk about some of the first bi experiences of the women I have known while they were serving me as my slaves. This might seem more suited for Entering Submission, and in fact it was intended for that blog, but by the time I finished the post I realized it was better suited for this blog. I will also recount the next exploit of slave M submitting to a friend of hers who was interested in our lifestyle. The first time she served in this way can be found here: http://enteringsub.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-company-calls.html This is one of my favorite posts because it was an amazing experience. This scene that I will recount will also include another slave I had a few dealings with but have not had occasion to mention before now. On another occasion when M's friend R was coming over and we had decided we would all “play together” again, I decided to bring slaves C also. BUT FIRST, let me recount some other experiences, as we talk about what kind of experiences and progression you might encounter once you and your sub have decided they are going to engage in bi activities in service to their Master.
Whenever I had a slave who finally acquiesced to bi activities (and as you know some of my slaves were already into those activities), I don't know about you but I remember having these visions of hanging out at lesbian bars and some hot lesbian or more preferably bisexual girl was going to strike up a conversation with my slave, express great interest in learning about our lifestyle, be able to establish they were clean and healthy and we were going to run home and have great times together! As we know in real life that almost never happens, and in fact with some of the posts I've been able to relate to you here I have to say I was quite lucky over all with the experiences I was able to manage. But of course initiating slaves is much slower and more complicated than you can relate from a blog where the posts are not necessarily in chronological order and where they can skip over months of preparation or less than exciting experiences. For instance, for quite some time after M offered herself to me completely with the understanding she would do whatever I wanted, including be with another woman, all I got to see was M clothed and kissing a couple of her friends when they were drunk. M's old college friends still liked to party occasionally and M was pretty good at holding her liquor as am I. Once she had accepted that she would do things with other women she started telling me stories of her near girl to girl contact. She implied that when she and her friends were very drunk they kissed and she remembered thinking that one or two of her friends had felt her up when they were kissing while drunk. While she would not say she enjoyed it, she did admit that she did not try to stop it while it was going on. She always attributed this to her drunkenness, but also admitted that she cannot remember a time when she was so drunk that she would've ever let a guy do things with her if she did not want them to. It was one of her college friends that I mentioned in the beginning of the previous post. Because of one of these kissing incidents I was hopeful I could get more out of her but as you read here--- it wasn’t much more. How I came to try to get her to interest R in being with us came from a similar story. For some reason she had no trouble telling me about kissing drunk girls at college, but the tale with R took a lot longer to get out of her. I will recount that story soon, as the beginning of the rest of this post about our next experience with R . But first I'll talk about some of my slaves other initial experiences.
As you know K was bisexual and lived with a girl who was her younger mistress. Before she let me in to that, but after she was submitting to me and I knew she was interested in other women, we would go to bars then the Village, and eventually she would be kissing another girl. We weren't looking to take home strangers so she did this mostly to whet my appetite, so to speak, for when we got home. Interestingly, these were some of my first experiences with a sub trying something with another girl and it matched my imagined fantasies that I mentioned earlier about picking up girls in lesbian bars! That was about all K did until she admitted about her roommate and we started doing those things together.

Kayla was an interesting one because I believe I've mentioned while she had never been with another woman she'd definitely leaned that way and had fantasies about it. Although she didn't do much in high school she said a lot of the girls around her at the private Catholic school she went to tried kissing and other girl -girl activities. She seemed wistful that she didn't try them then. Kayla had a couple of friends she found attractive, they weren't that close friends, but they were long-term. One was a single mother and Kayla told me she would like to try and interest her in our activities. Kayla said this girl always needed money and if we were willing to pay her something we might be able to use that as the beginning. Keeping this in mind we all went out for drinks one night and Kayla turned the talk to her submission to me. She seemed mildly interested but it wasn't going anywhere so I turned the talk to money. We'll call her F for friend. “F, Kayla says you are interested in doing some part-time work for me to get some money. I don't really need any help at the office, but if you would assist me in training Kayla, I could pay you for your time.”
“What would I have to do exactly?” F asked.
“Whatever you would be willing and nothing that would make you too uncomfortable. Order her to do things, punish her, and if you would, use her.”
“Well I'm sure Kayla told you I use to fool around with girls in high school but I have to tell you I'm not real into that anymore. I don't know that I really want do anything to her and I'm not sure that I want her to do anything to me.”
“That's fine. If you're interested I'll tell you all the different things I would like and you pick and choose what you do.”
F agreed and primarily the only physical contact was that she would let Kayla massage her feet and lick them clean with her tongue, and she would, while fully clothed, put on a big strap- on and fuck Kayla in the pussy and ass. Other than that she would just punish Kayla and usually not hard enough despite my prompting and demonstrations, and order her to do things like clean around the house. It was pretty good but far lacking in everything I would've liked to have had to go on.

That was most of the experiences along that line that I can recall right now. Now back to M and R. Before I relate the experience I want to, I will tell you about that first experience when I was not around between M and R. It was after college, R did not go to school with and M, and they met at a bar on a Friday night after work. After they drank a bit, R asked M if she'd ever kissed a girl. R said many of the girls where she worked talked about all kinds of things they did with other girls back in college or even high school. R said she felt left out. M admitted what went on in college when she was drunk a few times. R nervously asked, “are you that drunk now?” M just smiled and said, “no”. R jumped up and called for the waitress and ordered more drinks. M said she remembered being nervous and a little uncomfortable, but she also admitted that she accepted the drinks with the unspoken understanding that after drinking some more she would kiss R. When she felt she’d had enough she still told R this wasn't college and this wasn't a college bar, and she was not going to kiss a girl in public. She said R suggested they go to one of their cars even though they were clearly not ready to drive and she accepted R’s suggestion. M doesn't remember whose car they got into, but she remembers saying, “just one good kiss”. However, she admitted they kissed for several minutes, with all the eagerness they would've shown a boyfriend, but she insisted their hands did no roaming! That was about the best M had to offer, but it was also the reason I thought we should pursue R. I asked her why she chose to do this with R when she had already had her experiences kissing other girls and said she wasn't interested in women. She said she wasn't sure. She had been drinking already, and said she felt a little bad for R; that she felt left out. Since she'd already kissed girls she knew there was nothing bad about it, she simply had no desire to take it anywhere further, so for her it was more like helping a friend out and sharing an experience that she was privy to that her friend was not.
Now, we move to after my first experience with M and R that I gave you the link for, for those of you who missed the post So R was coming to visit M on the weekend, and R asked M if she could talk to me. M told her she could call my cell, and when M told me R would be calling, I asked her if she had any idea why. “She didn't say, but I can guess.” M said. “Then guess, I would like to hear.” I asked. “I've seen M for dinner a few times and she hasn't brought up what went on between us all. But since we decided she would come and maybe stay the week, all of a sudden whenever we talk, she asks about you and if we still do all the things you like to do.”
“And what do you tell her?” I asked.
“You know what I tell her.” She said, “That nothing has changed.”
“So, again, what do you think she wants?” I asked.
“Well, at the very least, I'm guessing she wants to punish me and then have me eat her pussy.” She said stoically.
“And how do you feel about that?” I asked
“You know that too. I wouldn’t look for that, but I will do it with you and for you.”
“I see. And if that's what she asks what do you think I'm going to do?” I asked.
“Oh, I know what you're going to do. You will agree and then enjoy it immensely as I spend the weekend with my butt caned mercilessly by my friend, with my ass rammed by my friend wearing a big fat strap-on, and with my face buried between my friend’s butt cheeks and thighs, my mouth soaking wet! That's what I think.”
“You do know me well don't you?” I laughed.
So when I received the call from R I was not surprised when she turned the conversation to her weekend with M. I was a bit surprised how difficult it was for her and how embarrassed she seemed however. The conversation was going nowhere, but since I was all for this I decided to help out. “R, you seem to be having difficulty getting to a point. I assume you would like to play mistress once again to my slave?”
“Yes!” She gasped relieved.
“That would be great. But I would like to introduce something into the weekend that M is not expecting and that I think you will enjoy. When M and I were apart, before M asked to try again giving herself completely to me, I had met this girl named C. C likes pain. Like K that I've told you about, C can take an incredible amount of whipping and severe nipple punishment. At least as much as M. And C, like M, would do whatever I say. But for C, she gets something out of this on many levels, not just sexual, and not necessarily primarily sexual. She also has some other issues. We don’t look for her to get fucked up the ass; she will serve anybody with her mouth, but does not particularly care if she gets fucked or has an orgasm. However, I prefer to see that she does, but often the only way for her to orgasm is also what's most embarrassing for her, which is have to masturbate in front of everybody until she comes. Anyway, as you know, while M will service you for hours, she knows that I will be fucking her at some point and that I will make sure she cums many times. For M sexual gratification is a very big part of slavery; both my gratification and hers. For C it seems a little different. Also, she's been with women, with and without me. She says she's really not interested in women but she lived with one. She said she was just looking for someone who would make her, her bitch, and this woman came along at the right time. However, I've seen pictures and that woman was beautiful, and C is also very beautiful. I am quite sure many guys must've been hitting on her at the same time. None of this matters to me, or really should to you except for her limits of course, I'm just letting you know what she is like. What should be important to you is that she is very pretty, very willing, and very able to take any punishment you want, but you just can't fuck her up the ass.”
“That's okay.” R said, “because I don't actually get as much from strapping on a big fat rubber cock and fucking a slave up the ass as you do from watching. It's fine as a form of punishment but it's not my most preferable.”
“Great. You see, if I let M dominate another woman, she wants to fuck her up the ass, because even though M get’s soaking wet from it when she is used that way, it still hurts her a lot, and she wants to inflict that on other women who have the nerve to be with me in any way! What she doesn't understand because it isn't her personal experience is that it's not a painful punishment for some other women. She particularly likes to punish S when they are together, and she always likes to grab a big strap on and fuck S up the ass, so much so that I ask S to play along and act like it's painful, though I never used S much anally, certainly not as much as I used M, because while S enjoyed it, it neither hurt her at all like it did M, nor made her nearly as excited as it did M, so it was much more occasional when I did it with S. You should know that quite some time ago M was with C once. C had asked for my help with some stuff at work and I ended up having to do a great deal more of the work than I expected. I saved her ass so to speak, and then she stated that she should owe me hers in return! I agreed and picked a weekend when I had been particularly hard on M that week, and decided M could use a rest from punishment and service. I brought in C and informed them both that C would be slave to a slave. Interestingly, I enjoyed the weekend and I believe C got what she enjoyed, but I don't think M got much out of it. As I've mentioned M really likes to be the ultimate submissive because she knows that's the role I desire most from my slaves. When she does have to dominate another woman she likes to fuck them up the ass as I've mentioned because she considers that a particularly painful, harsh and humiliating punishment, but as I mentioned C doesn't get fucked anally. And I had C service M all weekend but she doesn't particularly want to have another woman licking her pussy or her asshole even though she clearly came a couple of times. So of all of us M probably got the least out of the weekend. Therefore, M will serve right alongside C, and even though C can take and appreciate the harsh punishment even more than M, we should both probably use and punish M a little bit more. At some point we should tell M she's a slave to the slave because of how well C is taking her punishments, and we should make M take a harsh punishment from C, you and myself, before sexually servicing all of us. This should give M a much better experience and then when it's time for C to come we can just have her play with herself in front of all of us until she cums.
“I can’t wait!.” R said.
“The important thing is that I would very much like to see one slave kneeling in front of you eating your pussy while another slave kneels behind you, her face buried between your cheeks, tonguing your asshole. I am quite sure you will enjoy it as much as I want to see it.”
“I am so wet right now. I'm so glad we had this talk!” R said.
“Me too!” I said. “If you were with us now I would make sure M took care of that beautiful wet pussy of yours! " I said.
“Would your cock be hard while she did it?” She asked.
“What do you think?!” I said.
“I told you more about the fantasies I wanted to experience last time. Of course we needed to proceed slowly and once we got started everything sort of unfolded on its own, with you as the Master and the guide. If I wanted to try some other things, you told me last time M would accept anything, but is that still true? Did she have any problems with the fact I sucked your cock right alongside her? That you punished me? Would she let me submit to you even more?”
“There were no regrets, why?”
“Because while we were talking I just imagined that I would serve your cock with more than my mouth while our slave bitch M would play with slave C in front of us for your entertainment, and then maybe they would both get behind you and lick your asshole while you fuck whichever of my holes you would like. I just wondered if that would go over well. “,
“When they wear their collars they will do whatever I command. C contacts me from time to time, and she knows M and I are emotionally tied, but she misses what we used to do to together, and she offered herself in whatever capacity M and I might choose to use her. She was well aware I could give her to M, and she might spend the weekend in pain and sexually deprived while she watched M and I fuck all weekend. Both M and C are particularly well skilled in submission. M would watch me do things with C if I decided, even if you were not around. For M and me, you are all props for our D/s relationship. As long as you can remember and remain within that guideline we can do whatever we want. The only time we run into a problem is when a slave thinks I will leave M behind for them…”
“I really can’t wait until we are all together…” R moaned.
“Then don’t. Play with your pussy while we continue to talk about how the two of them will serve you and how the three of you will serve me.” While we spoke on the phone R masturbated until she came. We set the date and time. Later on I called M and gave her, her instructions. I did not mention anything about C (whom I would be bringing with me), but I informed her that R would already be at her house with her when she prepared for my arrival. I knew M would find it particularly embarrassing to have to get into position naked, after putting on her cuffs and collar, when it was just R and her in the house.
At the appointed time when C and I arrived, I rang the bell and R let us in. The way the rooms are set up we could see ahead M from the side, bent over the end of the couch, reaching back and spreading her cheeks exposing herself. As soon as we walked in, C knowing her place, immediately stripped naked. She was already wearing a collar and cuffs, and she got down on the floor on her hands and knees.
“This is your slave C.” I said to R loud enough for M to hear. M and R will both be our bitches for the weekend. You will use and punish them as hard as I do, or you'll be used and punished yourself just as severely.
“I understand… Master.” R smiled as she responded.
“Get into position slave.” I barked at C, and she crawled into the living room, stood up and then bent over the end of the couch right next to M, spread her legs as much as she could which put her ass and legs right up against M, then reached back and spread her cheeks.
R and I walked in and stood behind them both. “Is there a hotter sight, then two beautiful slaves ready to submit?” I asked.
“Judging from how wet I am right now I don't think so!?” R whispered into my ear.
“Say that out loud I want our bitches to hear it!” After R repeated it, I got close to our slaves and pulled both their heads up a little by their hair.
“Slaves, what do we think about our mistresses soaking wet pussy?” They both responded, M basically saying she should do whatever her mistress wants to make her pussy feel good, while C essentially said, she should eat her mistress’ pussy until she cums, then she can lick all her juices up and mistress can start again.” I let their hair go and they put their heads down again. I motioned R to go sit on the other couch. “Kick off your shoes and relax.” I said to R, then, “Slaves, over to your Mistress and kneel at her feet.” They turned and M immediately got to her hands and knees and began to crawl. C started walking, realized what M was doing and then immediately dropped to her knees and began to crawl too.
“Out of practice, little whore? Don’t even remember your place without help from the other bitch? You must miss being punished also to have earned it so quickly!” I could see C’s expression did not change but M looked angry and dismayed. Already the momentum of submission was going in C’s direction and I was quite sure M was not looking for a repeat of their last time together.
When they were both kneeling before R, I sat down next to her and looked down at my two slaves. “You never greeted each other properly.” I said. They turned to each other, neither looking the other in the eyes, then moved in close and began kissing. “You have not seen each other in a while so get to know each other better!” I commanded. Their hands started roaming over each other’s bodies. They pulled each other close and tightly embraced, then after feeling each other’s asses they started to work their hands between their entwined bodies and then between their legs. As they started to touch each other’s pussies I told them, “That’s enough. You were doing what I wanted, but you have other things to focus on first.” M looked disappointed. I think when I stopped them she was hoping I was going to tell her she was doing something wrong and needed to be punished.
“Attend to your mistress’ feet while we figure what to do with our lovely whores.” I demanded. Each slave immediately bent to the foot closes to them and began to kiss it. Moments later R’s feet were each in a slaves hands being massaged while their mouths cleaned and sucked her toes and licked the soles.
I turned to R, “I know your pussy is soaked but I want you to wait a while before you cum. I myself would love to have my cock inside my little hot bitch M right about now, but before that, C has earned punishment, and truthfully I have been thinking all week about how I was going to make my beautiful M suffer BEFORE I fuck her.” I looked at M and saw her smile a little. I was glad this made her feel better because I was not anxious to have her screw up all day just to earn more punishment than C.
“I’ll wait Master. I want to do everything just the way you want.” R responded. I could see from R’s attitude that was going to make sure she was not going to allow M and C to be the only girls to serve me, and I suspected she planned to serve me far more intimately than just using her mouth which was her only opportunity last time.
“So, R, you have had a few months after your first experience to think about how you would like to punish and use your slaves next. How shall we punish C, and then, since I would like to punish M, though I have my own ideas, I would like to hear your thoughts on that as well?” I asked. Before Rcould answer I said, “M, take C and gather up every instrument of punishment we have here and lay them all out so R will find it easier to decide. Just the punishment, not all the collars, cuffs or outfits.” M and C turned from kneeling at R’s feet and crawled off into the bedroom.
“Any questions or concerns while they are in the other room?” I asked.
“I don’t think so. I understand C’s very few limits and I understand that she can take incredible amounts of punishment, and I was already impressed by what M could take, so really anything I can come up with will be acceptable. Since we will not be fucking C anally I feel I should not do it to M either.” R said.
“Really? I have a different take. I think it would be particularly effective and humiliating if I have C strap one on and fuck M up the ass with a particularly nasty rubber cock. Or if I have you or I fuck her up the ass while we make her eat C’s pussy or lick her asshole, maybe after making her beg to do it, again, while being fucked anally.”
“You have a deliciously devious streak.” R remarked.
“The hallmark of a good and creative Master, I think.”
“Why did you have them go gather up everything?” R asked.
“I know what we have and where it is. You don’t. You know we have nipple clamps, but not that we have several types, all with different methods of stimulating and punishing. We have some new whips, a new dressage whip, a couple of nice lunge whips, new canes, a thick leather signal whip. You need to see what we have, and I meant to have M put all that out earlier because I like to have it all accessible. Usually I don’t need everything because how much can I use with one slave, but we have 2 and I suspect I will have 3 slaves to use and punish before the weekend is out.” I answered.
“I hope you will make that happen, sir, about the 3 slaves.” R said. “If you do, I welcome you trying every instrument you can on me.”
“Really? You were not punished too severely last time and unless you have been punished a lot since, I think you should be careful what you wish for.”
“You are right Master that I have not been punished, except in my fantasies, almost every night. I am ready to try more, to take it as best I can, and even if I do not take it well, tie me down and make me accept whatever punishment you see fit.”
“For a new sub you have certainly become comfortable with punishment..”
“Perhaps it is because I have learned from my friend who I have come to consider, though I admittedly have limited experience, she is one of the best slaves a girl can be.” R answered.
“You are right about that, M is a unique and incredible slave.” I answered.
At that moment the slaves came crawling back into the room, each dragging 2 large bags. Those 4 bags were divided by type of punishment implement. The large duffle carried all the whips, canes and paddles. It was a large and long duffle because some of the firm shaft whips were 3-4 feet long. The next bag was much smaller and comprised nipple clamps, clothespins and weights and chains to attach to the clamps along with a host of leashes to attach to the collars.
The third bag contained strap-ons, butt plugs, dildos, vibrators, not straight punishment items—it depended how you used them and what size you! The 4th bag had miscellaneous items such as candles; fat stubby ones for collecting hot wax to long tapered elegant ones to be inserted anywhere I thought would make a good candle holder, to dog bowls, along with paper towels, tissues and condoms, which I placed over certain items before insertion, such as the candles because I was always afraid the wax would melt inside a slave and be difficult to remove. In this bag, and not with the nipple clamps, were the pins, wooden boards and tap hammers I used for more severe nipple torture, extra tacks for the seat of the punishment chair, tweezers, and any other assorted items I decided would be interesting to try on a slave. The slaves each emptied one bag on the floor, then started to arrange the items on the bag that had just contained them. Then they did the same with their other bags. Then they just stayed still and silent, kneeling next to all the instruments of their punishment.
“M, I do not see the punishment panties (the leather thong panties with 2 detachable dildos, which are only a form of punishment because I insert the bigger dildo in the ass), I don’t see the dildo handled duster, face sponge or other cleaning items. Do you not think humiliation is punishment because I thought you have gone through enough semi-public and private humiliation to see that it is!”
“I’m sorry Master, I do know humiliation is a very effective punishment. I'm sorry, I just happen to keep those items with my various slave outfits that you specified I did not need to retrieve. Of course I still should have gathered those items. I can get them now, Sir, while you think up a suitable punishment.”
“No need to get them slave. We have enough here to occupy our time, but you shall indeed be punished for this.”
“Yes Master. “ M responded.
“R, look over everything and decide what you want to use to start by punishing C. if you have any questions feel free to ask.” R stopped at the nipple clamps, picked up a pair, then walked back to me and started to whisper into my ear. I stopped her. “There's no need to whisper. They can hear whatever you have to ask so don't be shy.”
R looked uneasy, but continued. “These clamps,” she said softly but loud enough as she held up a particularly vicious pair of adjustable alligator clamps, “are very interesting to me, and I plan to watch C’s expression as I tighten them. But I'm concerned that if I make them too tight, they will hurt terribly and perhaps even draw blood.”
I walked over to where the slaves were kneeling; they were looking ahead but when I got next to C she looked down at the floor. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head face up looking into my eyes. “Do you have an answer for your mistress?” I asked. I let her hair go. She looked in the direction of R but did not look her in the eye. “You do not have to worry mistress. I should be punished as severely as you choose. Blood can sometimes be a risk of that particular clamp. I know them well. Master has made me put them on my own nipples and tighten them myself until I felt like I would scream.”
“Slaves, stand up.” They both did. “M, clip C’s wrist cuffs together behind her back. Then lick and suck her nipples to make them nice and hard.” M did as she was told. She attached C's cuffs behind her back and then came around in front of her and brought her mouth to her nipples. She licked them, kissed them, sucked on them, blew on them and massaged them until they were rock hard and jutting out. I handed M a tissue and told her to “dry off C's nipples so that the clamps don't slip off.” While she was drying her nipples I brought over a chair. “C, when M is done sit down on this chair. By the way, how did M make your nipples feel?”
“Wonderful Sir. She has a talented mouth. I felt each stroke of her tongue as if she were licking my pussy.”
“Excellent.” I responded. “She does indeed have an amazing mouth and talented tongue and inviting throat, though none of you will really appreciate her throat having only strap-ons to fuck it with! I look forward to her demonstrating her capabilities on all of us a little later.”
“Now R, punish your slave.” R approached C sitting down as instructed with her hands chained behind her back. R looked at the clamps and I hands and then looked over at me hesitantly, but I just motioned for her to continue. She pressed open one of the clamps and snapped it shut on C's right nipple. C let out a loud gasp.
“I take it they are adjusted a bit tight from the last time I use them with M?”
“Yes master. I guess M was a bad girl that day.”C said through gritted teeth.
“I guess I shouldn't make them tighter?” R asked me shaking her head as if she already anticipated my telling her that it was tight enough. But before I could answer C intervened,
“it hurts mistress, but clearly M was not as disobedient as I was careless today. I am sure our master thinks I deserve more severe punishment. I suggest you hurt me more than this, lest you find yourself on the other end of these terrible clamps, before you may have anticipated.” I could see R was weighing her options, perhaps considering what it might feel like if I punish her with those clamps, and then it seems she thought better of attempting such severe punishment this early in her own submissive training, and decided instead to pursue a dominant training at this moment. She clasped the clamp in her fingers and was about to begin to tighten when I stopped her and said; “she should have something in her mouth. “Whore,” I said to M , “Take a ball gag and rub your pussy with it. When it is nice and wet stick it in C's mouth and buckle it. At least she will have the pleasure of tasting your lovely pussy while she suffers.” C ran the tip of her tongue suggestively over the moist ball gag as M brought it to her mouth, making the effort to taste M’s pussy, not just be forced to taste it once the gag was pushed into her mouth. If she did this to show M she wanted to eat her pussy, she was barking up the wrong tree because M did not react at all, and despite everything she did with me up to this point and afterwards, M never betrayed even the slightest interest in women beyond what she did with me, or those few modest instances of playing around and kissing her friends. Once the gag was secure M dropped to her hands and knees and crawled a few feet away from C and knelt there. I gave R a nudge towards C. R had left one clamp on C’s right nipple and had left the other clamp hanging. She reached down and squeezed open the clamp on her nipple and C moaned through her gag as she pulled it off. Then R put the other clamp on C’s left nipple. C grunted through her gag and R pulled on the clamp and twisted it. C groaned and screwed her eyes tightly shut. Then R said, “Naughty slaves like you get punished. Maybe this will make you a better slave?” C could not speak through the gag, but she looked into R’s eyes and nodded her head. Then R began to tighten the clamp. The pain was evident in C’s eyes moments before she started to moan and groan through her gag. R stopped as her moans grew louder, then grabbed the hanging second clamp and snapped it back onto C’s sore right nipple. C cried out through her gag, and then R started tightening that clamp! The sounds C made now were much louder though she was not screaming through her gag, it was close. Then R grabbed both clamps and twisted. C ‘s moans of pain were very loud and a lone tear streamed down her left cheek. R stopped and let the clamps go. “I think that is enough nipple torture for this slut today.” R observed.
“Really?” I asked and walked over and removed C’s gag, Now any slave that knows me, that has been with me, trained by me and has wanted to spend any amount of time with me knows what I like to hear and that I like a slave to participate in her punishment, and if it is humiliating---all the better. So it did not surprise me that when I removed the gag and asked do you really think that was enough punishment? C said, “No Master, I should be hurt more than that.”
So, what do you say, slave?” I asked.
C paused a moment, took a deep breath, and then said, “Please Mistress, tighten the clamps more.”
R looked at me, and I said, “You heard her. How can you ignore such a sincere request? I did not replace the gag C, so try not to scream so loud you hurt our ears, and if you really feel you must, you may beg for mercy.” I stepped back and looked at R and said, “You may proceed.” I knew C could take a lot of pain, and when she felt she deserved it, even found it preferable, but her nipples had to be in agony. R had already faltered and I wondered who would give in first in this round. It was rare for C to give in and beg for mercy and she particularly appreciated nipple punishment. There were occasions where she said her nipples hurt, rubbing against her bra or shirts, for for over a week after a severe session!
“What did you ask for slave?” R asked.
“Please Mistress, tighten the clamps more and make your slave bitch suffer!” C begged and R grasped the clamp on her left nipple and gave the adjustment a half turn. C cried out then regained her composure. “Thank you Mistress.” She gasped. Then R grabbed the other clamp and tightened it by half a turn. C gasped again, then took a few deep breaths and spoke …very slowly. “Thank you Mistress.” R grabbed the clamps and started twisting them back and forth forcefully. C cried out, her eyes tightly shut, tears began to run down her cheeks. I suspected R twisted the clamps to hurt C without having to tighten the clamps anymore because I think she was afraid to make them any tighter! Finally, R opened the clamps and pulled them off C’s tits and C screamed out again. “I think this bitch has had enough punishment…to her nipples anyway….” R said.
“I agree that she has not had enough punishment, and that her nipples have had enough.” I walked over to C and unhooked the clip in the back releasing her wrists and grabbed her elbow ushering her to stand. “I am thinking we shall give this bitch a break while we begin M’s punishment…just then C interrupted. “I don’t need a break Master. If you think I deserve more punishment I should get it.” I quickly reached out and grabbed one of C’s abused nipples and pinched it between 2 fingers and twisted. “Don’t interrupt my saying I am giving you a break to say you don’t need one slave. I decide what happens to my slave’s.”
“I’m sorry Master.”
“Perhaps if I snap those clamps back on your nipples for another 15 minutes it would help to remind you who is in charge?” C looked terribly nervous at that, and she bit her lip and considered before she spoke; “Whatever you think is appropriate Master”, and she put her hands under her breasts to push them up and offer them to me. I could see a little fear in her eyes. Those nipples must already be in terrible pain. The thought of those clamps snapping shut on them again must have been scary indeed. “Consider this your only warning slave. Anymore disobedience and as pained as your nipples are now, you will learn that there is so much more that can be done to them.”
“Yes sir, I understand.”
“Fine. I'll need the end of the couch for M's punishment, so you may just get on the floor and get into position.” C kneeled, then bent forward until her forehead rested on the carpet, then she reached back and spread the cheeks of her ass exposing her asshole and pussy. M was kneeling on the floor. “Crawl to the couch and get into position.” I commanded. M got into position and as soon as she reached back and spread her cheeks I kneeled behind her and started to lick her asshole, working it deep in before moving to her soaking wet pussy. I know the dominant thing to do would've been to have C, or even R do it while I watched, but I love licking a beautiful slave's ass or pussy. M clearly did not expect me to use my mouth on her when she expected to be punished. She jumped a little at first when she first felt my tongue, since she expected to be punished. At first she may have thought I was just lightly moistening her ass so that I could plunge my cock in, but as soon as she realized what I was doing I could feel her asshole open up as she became even more excited . Besides enjoying oral sex, M loves it when I tongue her asshole, so her already wet pussy became a river. I so wanted to fuck her right then and there, and when I was getting close to cumming, pull out of her pussy and ram my cock deep up her asshole where I would shoot my load. Then I would have C lick my cock clean and then lick my Cum as it dripped out of M's asshole. However, I made R wait for her gratification so I decided I should do the same, but my cock was straining against my jeans and there was only so long I could wait! I pulled my mouth reluctantly from that beautiful, warm and inviting place and stood up. I turned to R and said, “Get me a signal whip, a rattan cane with a loop on the end, and a harness with a large strap-on rubber cock. C, tie M down tightly.” C got up and did what she was told but I could see R was having a hard time. She had a cane with a loop on the end and she picked up a harness that already had a large dildo on it, but she was fondling the various whips without choosing one. “Do you know what a signal whip is R?”
“No Sir, I’mI afraid I don't.”
“Then why wouldn't you ask? Why would you waste our time?”
“I'm sorry Sir.” R responded.
“I can see you need to be trained as a slave as well as a mistress. You have earned your own punishment today and you will receive it soon enough.” I said.
“Yes master. Thank you master.”
“A signal whip is a short thick leather whip. It looks like a mini bullwhip that that appears to have been made just to handle one ass at the time. It can be quite harsh. But it’s short length gives you a lot of control and ensures only where you want to whip gets whipped.” Moments later R found the appropriate whip and handed all three implements to me. I held the dildo harness separately and asked, “Does this look like something I'm going to use?”
“No master. Should I have kept it?”
“Originally I had planned it that way, but now that you are to be punished as well….” I threw the harness down in front of C, “Put that on C. Your punishment will continue after these two bitches have started their punishment.” Then I turned to R. “Get undressed.” I commanded. I turned and went into the bedroom. I returned with collar and cuffs for R. I saw C was done putting on her harness. “C help R put those on.” I stood in front of all three of them and said: “For the remainder of today R will be treated as a slave. I still expect her to help me punish the two of you so I guess today you will both be slaves of a slave.”
I walked over to the tied down M and stuck two fingers in her ass. I fucked her ass with them until I saw R was ready in cuffs and collar. “Kneel next to me R.” I demanded. When she was kneeling next to me, naked and submissive, I pulled my fingers and of M's ass and presented them to R, “Clean my fingers slave.” R did not hesitate to start licking and sucking my fingers. Then I said, “I was so delayed dealing with getting you ready for punishment that I believe M’s ass has dried and I am sure her pussy got bored. Start licking her asshole in and then eat her pussy. I expect both to be soaking wet as well as your face. Now move quickly.” R knelt behind M and stuck her face between her cheeks. She was eagerly working her tongue in and around M's asshole. I had to tell her to move on to her pussy. She was doing an amazing job and I couldn't wait until later when I could have them in a different position giving R easier access to M's pussy. “That's enough.” I said. “Go kneel next to C.” I retrieved a pair of Japanese Clover clamps. They would be tight but not very tight, and I could adjust them by tugging on the chain. I went over to R and put them on her nipples. Then I got behind M with the signal whip.
“M, I've been thinking about whipping your beautiful ass all week. Now that you've earned some punishment as well, I am going to be much harder on you. You don't need to count because I'm going to go far too fast and hard for you to do so. C, go sit on the couch and turn towards M and make sure that she's doing okay and breathing well during the whipping and caning. M you may scream if you like, but if you get uncomfortably loud I may choose to shove a big fat ball gag in your mouth. R, pay careful attention to this whip and cane because you and C are going to feel them today as well. ” Of course, I didn't plan on beating R as hard as I was going to do M or C because of her inexperience and still to be identified limits. But she didn't need to know that as I figured it would heighten her sense of anticipation and fear to imagine the worst.
I took the signal whip and got behind M. I raised it and brought it down a couple times slowly just to get my aim correct. Then I grabbed a handful of M's hair from behind and pulled her head up a bit and leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You going to take your punishment well for your master?”
“Yes master, I'll take anything for you.”
I stood back up behind her and raised the whip and brought it down very hard. I raised it again and I saw M bury her face into the couch cushion below. I brought the whip down hard and raised it brought it down again hard and raised it brought it down again hard, over and over, 10 times hard and fast. By the 10th M was crying out into the cushion, though not that loud and clearly not screaming. I knew M could take much more than this, and though I was doing it pretty hard, it wasn't as hard as I could and I knew, while very painful and with the capability of doing some damage if used thoughtlessly and carelessly, the signal whip wasn't the most vicious implement. Nevertheless, I knew she was suffering quite a bit for me. I let her rest a couple of minutes while I rubbed her ass occasionally pushing my fingers between her cheeks or bringing my hand down between her legs. I started to rub her pussy lightly and then worked a couple of fingers inside. She was not nearly as wet she was before; the painful whipping took care of that, but she was still nice and wet, being tied down, taking the whipping and serving her master took care of that as well! While rubbing her pussy I leaned down again and whispered in her ear, “How many times is my slave whore going to cum for me tonight?” “As many as my Master wants me to,” she whispered, and then she asked, “And how many times will my Master cum inside his slave tonight?”
“I would like to cum at least three times inside my bitch tonight. I'm going to cum in your asshole and these other slaves are going to lick my Cum out! I am going to come in your pussy and they are going to both eat my cum out of your pussy as well, and then I will cum in your mouth so that you can taste it too!” I said, then she whispered, “Is beating my ass so hard making your cock throb?”, to which I replied, “You know it is, it always does.” And then I leaned against her butt so she could feel my erection through my pants. “Then please punish your slave much more, until you cannot stand it anymore Master!” She begged. I gave her a little kiss and then stood up and raised the whip behind her again. I looked over to the C sitting on the couch watching M, and R kneeling on the floor, and then I brought the whip down hard. Waited a few seconds then raised it again and brought it down very hard. Waited a few seconds and raised it and brought it down hard and raised it brought it down hard and raised it brought it down hard another 10 times very quickly. She had her face buried in the couch cushion but this time I didn’t hear M cry out at all and C was watching and she looked at me more with wonder than concern. I grabbed M’s hair and pulled her head up, “I was afraid you fell asleep. You are enjoying this aren’t you slave?”
“Yes master, I had my face down so I would not scream too loud, but found I could take the punishment without screaming at all. I am ready for whatever further punishment you have in store for me. Please punish your bitch.”
“Excellent,” I began, “I think it is time to move on to the looped cane, which I suspect could be even more painful than the signal whip, but only you can be the judge of that. You make sure to tell the other slaves how painful it is because they going to feel it in a little while themselves and I want them looking forward to it.” I positioned myself behind M and to the side then raised the cane over her now red and welted ass, and brought down the loop end of the cane across her left cheek quite firmly. She cried out. I immediately raised the cane and brought it down even harder on her right cheek. She had buried her face back in the couch cushion in between strokes and now her cry came out quite muffled. Quickly I brought the cane down hard on her left cheek then her right, then again on her left cheek and then her right. She was shaking her ass and breathing heavy but she was not screaming into the cushion nor begging for mercy. “Tell the other slaves your impression, whore.” I demanded.
“Slaves, the loop ended cane hurts a lot. I don’t know if it hurts more than the signal whip but it is a different pain. It lands in a smaller spot and does not spread across both cheeks like the whip. It is very intense.” M finished and I raised the whip again and brought it down hard in quick succession; one cheek then the next, then again, and again. She hadn’t the chance to bury her face in the cushion before the first blow and she gasped but did not cry out. By the next blow she had buried her face again. I pulled her face up by pulling her hair again. I placed another cushion on top of the one she was leaning on and told her to put her chin down on it and keep her face up and facing ahead. I told R to sit next to C on the couch facing M. “I want them to see your face as each stroke lands, understand slave?”
“Yes Master.” M said sounding a little dismayed. From my vantage point behind M, I could see her beautiful and ever more reddening ass, and I could look into the faces of R and C watching M’s face. I brought down the cane extra hard. I saw both C and R grimace as they watched M’s face. M barely let out a sound though. I brought it down hard again, and again, and again. M cried out and R and C looked at her face and I could see admiration in R’s face and C---it was hard to tell whether she was impressed, or jealous, or a little of both.
“C, untie M and then tie R down in M’s place.” Soon M was free and kneeling on the floor while R was tied down. “It is the signal whip then looped cane for you now R.” I said as I reached under her and tugged on the chain hanging from the nipples clamps she’d worn for several minutes already. She cried out. “How do your nipples feel, bitch?”
“They were throbbing Master, but then they started to feel better, but when I was tied down they hurt a little at first when they pushed against the couch cushion but that subsided until you grabbed the chain and then they hurt terribly.”
“They started to go numb. Of what use is the absence of feeling to me? I can fix that though.” In a quick movement I reached under her again and pulled both clamps from R’s nipples and she screamed out in pain. “Brought the feeling back to your tits, whore?”
“Yes Master, thank you sir.”
“You will be feeling that for a little while, but don’t worry, in a few moments I will take your mind off of that. By the way, R and M, I hope you noticed that big fat cock hanging off C while she untied and tied you. After R’s whipping, and before C is punished some more, youwill both bw feeling that cock, as well as my own!” I rubbed R’s ass with the whip. “Get ready bitch.” I said and raised the whip and brought it down very hard. R cried out as I remembered that this was possibly the hardest stroke she had ever received. Then raised the whip and brought it down again, up and down, for a total of 15 times, but not nearly as hard as the first stroke and not as hard as I whipped M or would whip C. Her ass was red and striped and so were her upper thighs because I apparently missed twice, and her lower back which was marked by one stray lash. I rubber her ass and said, “Just warming up,” Then whipped her ass another 15 times about the same severity and not quite as rapidly. I pulled her head up by her hair and said, “You were looking to be whipped like a real slave, how does it feel slave?”
“It hurts Master, thank you.” After she answered I stuck two fingers roughly into her pussy. It was wet and when I pulled them out I put them in front of her face. “See how wet you are bitch? Only a true slave whore is wet when she is whipped, and that is the only kind of whore who can serve me!” Before she could say anything I shoved my fingers in R’s mouth and she greedily sucked and licked them. Then I pulled them out, grabbed the cane and got back behind her. “It is a taste of the looped cane now, slave!” I brought the cane up and then brought it firmly down. The looped landed squarely on her right cheek. It was not that hard a blow but she gasped. The loop at the end of the cane tends to make quite an impression. I raised it and brought it down on her left cheek. Then I began to do it in succession, one after the other, her right cheek then her left cheek then her right cheek then her left, increasing the force a little each time. By the last couple of strokes they were landing pretty hard and she was crying out after each one.
“What did you think of the looped cane slave?”
“It is very effective Master. I believe I will remember it for a long time.”
“Excellent. M, untie R.” She did so, and soon I had three slaves kneeling at my feet, C with that big fat rubber cock jutting out of its harness.
“M and R, turn to face each other.” After they had done so I commanded them to “Kiss and make out.” They pulled each other close and began to kiss, their tongues roaming each other's mouth. Then I commanded, “M lay on the floor on your back, R, sit on M's face and lean forward in a 69.” I watched the two slaves eat each other's pussies. They were both very good at it, which was good because I needed them very wet. “Both of you adjust your positions and start licking and tonguing each other's asshole. Make them very wet!” I demanded.
I touched C’s shoulder and gestured for her to come with me. We retrieved a heavy padded bench in the bedroom I keep just for this purpose. We placed the bench in the middle of the room and instructed M and R to both bend over and lean across the bench, opposite each other, so that R's face was next to M's butt, and M’s face was next to R’s ass as well. I retrieved two small wooden paddles and gave one to C.
“You're both going to get well used now. No hole will be spared. I expect wet pussies, open holes and no hesitation. To punctuate my point I brought the small wooden paddle down really hard 5 times across M’s ass, then did the same to R’s ass. Any performance lacking will be met with an immediate paddling. My only question, which is from M, is who gets your Master’s cock up her pussy and ass first and who gets the even bigger and harder rubber cock strapped to C up their pussy and ass first? Before you answer I have a question for R, which is, have you ever been fucked up the ass before?”
“No master.” R answered.
“Well then M, you have a decision to make. As you know my cock is certainly large and will make an impression the first time, but as you also know that dildo’s even bigger, and for an inexperienced asshole that hasn’t even been opened and prepared by a smaller cock first, you know that's going to be a brutal experience. So M, it's up to you, who gets your master's cock first?”
Without hesitation M responded, “Please fuck me with your cock first Master.”
R looked a little dismayed and nervous. I knew M was as anxious to be fucked as I was to fuck her, and never liked seeing my cock in another woman though she certainly dealt with it. I was glad to see that she would choose what she wanted even if it meant her friend would have a rougher time, because she certainly didn't owe this to R. Not only did R understand what she was getting into and do it completely of her own accord, but M had spent time serving R and being punished by her. She had licked R’s feet, asshole and pussy, and had been whipped and fucked up the ass by R. So in keeping with the spirit of doing everything with M first, I walked around in front of her and took off all my clothes. My cock was already jutting straight out in front of me hard and throbbing. I held onto M’s head as I thrust my cock into her mouth, deep into her throat. I slowly moved my hips gently fucking her throat as her tongue and lips caressed the shaft . “C, kneel behind me and get your tongue up my ass. Make sure you keep it in there while I fuck M's mouth.” C did as she was told and I started to fuck M’s mouth much harder, deeper and faster. Then I pulled out and pushed C away from my ass. “Fuck her mouth with that big strap- on too.” C fucked M’s mouth, stretching it wide with that big, fat dildo while I walked behind M. I entered M’s pussy and immediately started to fuck her hard and deep. M was getting it deep up her pussy and deep down her throat at the same time. Finally, I pulled out of her pussy and thrust my cock hard into her ass. She cried out, muffled by the cock in her mouth. “C, pull out of M's mouth and start fucking R's pussy.”
C did as she was told and I could see she slid easily into R’s soaking wet pussy. R started to moan. I started to fuck M’s ass as hard and deep as I could. She was biting her lower lip and moaning loudly. I looked over to C and said, “Work that big, fat, wet cock up the bitch’s asshole now!”
C slid out of that wet pussy and started to slowly and carefully work the big, fat head of that cock into R’s tight virgin asshole. “OH! Oh, that hurts Master, please!” R began and C instinctively removed the cock from R’s aching ass.
“Please what?” I asked. I expected her to immediately beg us to stop, in which case we would've stopped and found a suitable punishment for making us change our plans. But she paused and turned a little towards M’s ass, then looked straight ahead, and finally said, “Please continue to have me fucked up the ass, sir. I'm sorry I complained, Master, I've never done this, and I know I'm not near the slave M is, but I'm trying to learn from her…”
“I think you're doing a good job.” I replied, and then nodded to C, who brought the head of the cock back to R’s asshole. She started to work it in again and R was clearly distressed but she was able to relax and finally take it in.”
I reached over and caressed R’s face and said, “You're doing very well slave, keep it up.” After a little bit, I pulled out of M’s ass, and everything looked good as I brought my cock to R’s face. “Clean and suck my cock, whore!” I commanded as I presented my cock to R's mouth. R hesitated while she looked down at my cock, presumably for her to decide if it was acceptable. This was met with my immediately gesturing C to pull out of R’s asshole, which she did quickly and unceremoniously causing R to let out a pained gasp. Then I leaned forward and brought the paddle down hard and fast five times on each of her ass cheeks. She cried out a couple of times, then kept her mouth open until I was back in position and could shove my cock inside. I pushed my cock deep into her mouth and felt her working to rub her tongue all over my shaft and clean my cock as I commanded. I started to slowly fuck her mouth to give her tongue access to the tip of my shaft that was moments earlier buried in her throat. When I was satisfied, and also afraid I might cum, which I was not ready to do yet, I pulled out of her mouth and asked R : “Did you ever think you’d be bent over with your ass paddled then cleaning your Master’s cock from another girl’s ass, slave?”
“I’d fantasized about things like this, but it wasn’t until the first time I got to stay with you and M that I ever thought, even for a moment, that any of this would be possible.”
“And does reality match your fantasies?” I asked.
“In real life the punishment hurts more, but everything also feels better. Things take longer to set up, people are always instantly tied in my fantasies and you never have to go far to find the right whip or paddle, but overall I would have to say dominance and submission is every bit as exciting and satisfying as I imagined it would be. But I am not prepared to say which I like more yet, being Mistress or slave, because it is all so new and so exciting!” R responded.
“Excellent. Probably best that you did not decide which you like better because being a naked, tied down, slave whore at the moment, I may have decided to paddle you again if I did not like your answer.” I said.
“Yes sir.” R responded, smiling.
From here the dildo looked acceptable as I said to C, “C, I believe you have a cock that needs cleaning!” C said “Yes sir, I do.” As she glanced down and made sure it was ready, then she presented the large phallus to M’s mouth, and of course she opened wide and accepted the cock deeply. I looked at C, then down at M, then at R then back to C and C took the hint that I wanted to hear more and said to M, “That’s right Bitch, clean your Mistress’ ass off my big hard cock!”
As I was anxious to put my cock somewhere, and to see M’s ass stretched over that big hard rubber cock, I said to C, “That cock looks clean, but it looks like it really should be fucking some whore, or maybe that’s just my cock talking but either way it is time to switch….”
C got behind M and I got behind R. I eased my cock into R’s pussy for the first time. I was glad to see she was very wet despite having never experienced this much pain and submission before. I looked down and watched M’s face as she got fucked by that big dildo. She closed her eyes but she did not look as happy getting fucked by that big cock as R did. M loved to get fucked, but not by a piece of plastic. She could not just let go and enjoy the act if it was not how she wanted it. It was very hard for her to cum when another woman was eating her or engaging in any sexual contact with her, and only if I commanded it and she really wanted to please me was she able to cum under those circumstances.
“M looks bored. I should probably punish you for not fucking her better, C, but I will let you redeem yourself by finding something to get her attention now.” C knew exactly what I meant, as I am sure M did too, and she pulled the cock, now slick with M’s juices, out of her pussy and began to work the large head into her asshole. M took a deep breath and bit her lower lip and relaxed as best she could. She groaned and let out a quick “Ooohhh!” and then the cock was in and she was groaning as C impaled her ass with that big cock, driving it in and sliding it out almost all the way, then plunging it in. Although C liked to be the focus of the punishment and attention as much as M, and never evidenced the slightest dominant desires, it sure seemed to me like she was enjoying making M suffer. I didn’t notice her enjoy it so much when she was helping me punish R. As for me, as nice as R’s pussy was, it was time for me to feel how tight her ass was. I slid my cock out of her pussy and used it to spread her cheeks as I began to work the thick head into her asshole. She was tight and I told her to relax and she said she was trying and finally I pushed the head through and she cried out and drew in a deep breath and groaned as I worked the shaft all the way deeply into her ass. I pumped in and out and could feel her relaxing more. At that point I pulled out of her asshole and after checking, presented myself to M’s mouth. She dutifully opened and stuck her tongue out so she could begin to clean my cock before I shoved it in her mouth. M knew that I had trained her how I liked her to clean my cock after it had been inside her or another woman, and that was to lick it thoroughly from base to tip before sucking it. The only time she was allowed to go right to sucking was during this scenario, when she was expected to hold her position.
I was ready to move on but I was trying to figure out how to do the two things I wanted to do next, but at the same time. I decided the small wooden paddle I used to paddle R when she was slow to suck might work out.
“M, go kneel on the couch with your ass sticking out. C, kneel on the couch with your ass sticking out about 2 feet to the right of M. R, kneel on the floor next to the couch on the other side of M.” They all got into position. I got behind M and worked my cock into her pussy once again. I started to fuck her slowly, and in my right hand was the small, heavy wooden paddle. To my right was C, sticking her ass out, waiting for whatever I chose to do. I raised the paddle and brought it down hard on C’s ass, once, twice, three, four, five times---all the while thrusting away inside of lovely M. Then I pulled out of M’s pussy and worked my cock back into her beautiful, tight ass. I started thrusting again and I started paddling C’s ass again. It did not take long of this to make me explode inside M’s ass. Before I pulled out I gave C’s ass 10 more hard strokes. As I pulled out I told M, “Lean forward and stick you ass higher in the air.” As she did so I sat down on the couch and told R and C to clean my cock. They eagerly licked my cock and I enjoyed watching them work together so much that I told them to kiss each other for a while before I let them finish with my cock. Then I had them both kneel behind M and told her to lean back so her ass was now pointing down, and I had R and C, R first, take turns sticking their tongue into M’s asshole and licking my cum out of it. As soon as I saw some of my cum dripping onto R’s tongue I had C switch places. It took her longer, and she really had to work her tongue deep up M’s ass before she came out with some cum, but they both got to clean my cum out of M’s ass just as I had promised her!

FORCED---To Do What You Secretly Want?

2011-01-27T17:46:00.000-08:00

Clearly, when thoughts turn to submission, “forced bi” comes into play. We see it in videos, it's offered by professionals and you read about it here. Obviously the forced part is a misnomer as it is a concept and not really enact forced by, say a gun to the head. In my post you read about women who clearly were not looking to do these things without the ”encouragement “of their master. Nevertheless, if they had refused they certainly would not have been forced. They would've been punished but I have had slaves that were not interested in certain things and the difference between a master punishing a slave in the sexual submission sense, as opposed to the real sense of enslavement, as I will punish a slave for not doing what I want and then we would move on. In real forced servitude, obviously, people have been tortured until they did what they were supposed to or until they died or were crippled. Similar to when torture is used for coercion and confession. While dominance and submissives may explore similar themes this is more of a role-playing exercise where the level of punishment is just enough to give a slave the release of feeling they've been "broken". This was clearly the case with M who never expressed any specific interest to be with another woman, and S who had fantasies but never voiced any desire to act them out. For K this was obviously what she wanted as she found her own women to be with and for Kayla this is a fantasy that she had expressed the desire to act out. Now while I am clear that M and S would not have ever been with another woman except for me or someone like me, so this is about as close to forced as I can see. Because women with women have become pretty acceptable in our culture, probably because the culture is still somewhat run by men and this is something men enjoy watching, men with men is much less accepted. I think this is why submissive men often seem to turn to fantasies of being forced to service another man. This is a service offered by professional dominatrix’s. Even then, is a really forced when you hire someone to make all the arrangements you pay them a lot of money to then punish you and “make” you do these things? Of course not, but that's the point, it's a fantasy and sometimes were lucky enough to get to act out our fantasies! From the time I occasionally would join various Internet services to since starting my blogs, I occasionally get contacted by people on the net who would like to get to know me because of my fantasies and character. The overwhelming majority of them, though I don't advertise for this in any way or express an interest, are submissive men. They are often married and secretly want to be dominated by another man while their wives never know about this submissiveness, or their wives have recoiled away from joining them in their fantasies. I have also been contacted by couples. I try to be very flexible and I rarely rule anything out except for my hard and fast limits, I can't say I would never consider doing anything at all with a couple but it would be very limited as I don't have any attraction to men. The problem is that I can only see even attempting something with a submissive couple. But I'm also get contacted by couples where the woman is, then in the manner submissive and they want a dominant male to dominate the man in front of the woman. I tell them I appreciate their contacting me but since this arrangement limits the contact only with the male they really need to seek out somebody who is looking to do things with a submissive man. I can understand why so few submissive couples are out there because after both submissively may not of been drawn to each other in the first place because neither one can help the other act out their fantasies. I imagine the only submissive couples out there are ones who came together out of love and then realized afterwards that they both had submissive natures when they finally began to discuss some of their innermost fantasies. I get a lot of e-mail from submissive women who tell me that they meet a lot of submissive man but it's harder for them to find dominant man who they think are interesting, creative and also seems sane and safe. Unfortunately they always seem to be across the country or often even further than that, from other countries. I have a lot of readers of this blog from other countries and they often get e-mails from women who read the blog from those countries and when I translate the e-mail I find that they are complimenting me and wish that we were in the same area. I have received e-mail from dominant men who want to see their wives or girlfriends punished by another man in front of them. I haven't been so interested in that either though, because for me D/s is a sexual thing, and though I won't always have sex with someone when I punish them, especially if they've annoyed me or if we're doing a public sort of punishment, but there is always an element of sexual excitement there. I would not advertise to punish “bad girls” just to get the opportunity to punish more women if I were not going to be attracted to them or involved in some way. I don't judge anyone who does do that as I know there are many people meeting out there just for a spanking or other corporal punishment sessions, just making arrangements or professionally. There's nothing wrong with that but that's not what I've been looking for. Now sometimes these men want you to have sex with their girl in front of them also, but I don't have an interest in that. Besides actually watching these acts, there is definitely something sexy, at least for me, watching the submissive do something that not particularly fond of because they're submitting to me. It was much more exciting for me to watch M kiss another girl, or get whipped by one, then to watch K have sex with another girl because I knew she really wanted to and M was just doing those things for me. Just as it was more exciting for me to see M play with her asshole or S beg for a particularly hard paddling them to spend hours punishing K severely because again I knew neither one of them wanted those things nearly as much, while K was perfectly happy to be brutally punished and humiliated. Just like M fingering herself or S taking hard punishment, I enjoy watching women being with women primarily because they know I like it, as these are all things I like to watch, and these are things I get to watch because these women are submitting to me. When I have women together I enjoy one of them playing mistress to the other even when primarily I know they're both submissive women. There were times when S was supposed to dominate M, but prior to the scene S pissed me off in some way. Now things were all the same to me I would just call up M and tell her not to be naked and in position. If she got that command when she do was bring another woman then she knew she was to dominate another woman. If the other woman walked in and saw M dressed and out of position than that woman, unless it was the first time, knew that she was the one who was going to submit. However, M preferred to be the submissive one, I believe I've mentioned that even though she didn't particularly care for being with another woman am always wanted to be the submissive one who took all the punishment from me or on my behalf. This is because M know that's what I like to say and she considered the submissive being my focus and the dominant being a prop to get what I wanted. While not 100% accurate this was a pretty good idea on her part. So, unless I had a specific desire or reason to see M dominate the other, if it was all the same to me, then I would just have them serve me together. This was an allowance I made for M's mood. In reality I would prefer to see one woman dominate the other, so in the case of S pissing me off I'd rather watch her serve M, but then M would be enjoying herself nearly as much and would probably also not do a very good job commanding S, knowing that eventually I would get frustrated with that and punish her too. Because of this I really to get M to effectively dominate another woman, although from the few occasions where she did do a good job because she knew that was specifically what I wanted and she seemed prepared to give it to me, I could see that she could in fact do a passable job as a dominant. Her biggest weakness in this area was commanding the other woman to do things to service her. She was rarely convincing barking out an order like “get your face between my cheeks and clean my asshole bitch!” or, “eat my pussy ‘til your face is covered with my juice!” Because these were not things she was interested in. When she knew I was attracted or interested in another slave she was torn between doing a good job of beating their ass, hurting their nipples or fucking their asshole what a big strap on, because she wanted to punish them but at the same time knew how much I would enjoy that and admire watching them take it for me, so you could often see the ambivalence in how she chose to act out the scene. S had a slightly dominant streak and didn't have the same personality as M, and had no problem dominating other women and in fact seemed to enjoy it. Though when she would talk about her fantasies with other women it was always the two of them submitting to made and she was particularly partial to serving alongside another woman, she was very good at dominating the other woman on my behalf. When I got her with M and wanted to see her dominate M these were very rewarding and satisfying times together. But when I wanted to see S dominated by another woman it often took mental preparing of M in advance to get her to give me what I needed and wanted. During those times when it was a last-minute decision because I decided on the way to M's house that S should be dominated by M, it rarely went as well as I'd hoped until later on when M was punished a few times for not being effective, then eventually I think she started to be embarrassed because I would do my best to make her suffer in front of the other woman for embarrassing me by not being convincing in carrying out my commands, then would try and would do a better job. At these times it was very exciting to see M pulling on the leash of a crawling S, demanding S to lick her pussy and then taking her over her lap for a spanking for a supposed poor job, or tying S down for a caning and strap-on ass fuck. For those times when I had them serve as two slaves together, I would tie them down next to each other and beat their asses, one at a time with a small paddle, or together with a long cane or whip. Invariably this is a better concept than practice because with their different builds, one slave gets the strokes a lot harder than the other. Then, I would tie them kneeling over a bench, face to hip, so that on one side of the bench I was looking at the lovely face on one slave and the lovely ass of the other, and vice a versa when I walked to the other side of the bench. This was a favorite when I was with 2 slaves because I loved pulling out of one slave’s pussy or asshole and then fucking the other slaves mouth. S in particular was slow to take my cock in her mouth right from another slave’s ass, even though she could see it was clean and knew if it was not I would not have made her do it, nevertheless, she seemed to need some prodding because she would hesitate until I bent over her and took a small heavy wooden paddle to her ass a few times, or pulled on a chain attached to tight clamps on her nipples (if I should have set a pair). M never balked even though she had no interest in tasting another woman. She told me she assumed I would keep her safe and therefore knew things were clean enough. During any sexual escapades she never offered resistance, except for those few things; touching her asshole, punishing her asshole by impaling herself on something large, or saying particularly submissive things, until she was thoroughly trained. So are you dominant or submissive and do you "force" or like to be "forced"? Let us kno

LOOK! I put on a translator! And here are some pictures you might like too!

2011-01-19T18:11:00.000-08:00

We have so many friends from far away places I thought this might be helpful. I think some of you actually were asking about this, but it is possible I did not understand you!

TRAINED to BEG and a review!!

2011-01-17T14:33:00.000-08:00

It has been a very long time since I last posted. Things have gotten much busier in my professional life. I'm going to try to maintain more regular postings and keep up quality here and I will do the best I can. As well as trying to keep up with my usual type of posts , I am also going to introduce some new features. Sometimes the features will incorporate a lot of information and sometimes I will use them to be able to give very specific shorter information. For instance, I plan to start reviewing movies, sites, and bodies of work. I don't really get involved much with professionals but if I should run into anybody who has experience or anyone wants to e-mail me I can incorporate that information as well. There are not a lot of professional submissives out there and I haven't felt the need to inquire of their services. Although I'm always exploring new things I haven't really felt the need to pursue a professional or personal dominatrix. I have thought about hiring national punish some of my slaves in front of me but have yet to do so, and while I am currently exploring some possible new relationships I'm in no position to be doing that with anyone in particular right now.
When I do write reviews and such I am going to post them on both blogs as I think the same things will be interesting to both sets of readers. HOWEVER, I will often accompany these reviews with the kinds of posts you've come to expect from these blogs, and when I do that I am still going to have DIFFERENT content after the reviews in the two different blogs! Please take note of this so that you don't miss content you may be interested in just because you don't feel like rereading the reviews. I will try to make the differentiation very clear.
I am not writing these on behalf of any agency, at anyone's request, or for any expected compensation. I am doing it because clearly I have a readership as intrusive the same things that I am and I thought I would clue you all on the various resources I have found that I particularly enjoy.
So let's try something a little different….
This posts review: :

Tantrum trainers.com and the HOT Northeast dominant Ms. Kelly Payne .
When you visit tantrum trainers or tantrumtrainers

you meet the lovely, voluptuous and very stern and demanding Ms. Kelly Payne. I do some work in Staten Island and I have to admit that many of the attractive women who live their sound just like Ms. Kelly Payne (or at least they have that same accent, I haven't actually heard them give commands or threaten punishment!) For me it's like I get to watch one of those lovely ladies severely punishing some of the other lovely ladies that I run into on the Staten Island ferry. It adds a little extra fun watching the videos, especially since Ms. Kelly Payne is another woman who really knows how to punish! She’s also making great films. These are full length movies. The acting is acceptable from the submissives and always fine from Ms. Kelly and her dominant cohorts . One film I really enjoyed is Baltimore Brat 2 and it should not be missed! (I have included some stills to whet your appetite, as well as wet anything else). There is a large body of work here and the action is consistently severe! Kelly is very attractive and enticing and I love her stern retro lingerie look, although here also I think she would be even more exciting if she were to punish these submissive women in just a thong and maybe a studded black leather bra. Someday I hope to be with some willing female submissives when I am also around the voluptuous Ms. Kelly Payne!! Some of her videos I would make sure to catch besides the Baltimore Brat series are: First Time Spankers part 3, PA Punk, The Disciplinarian and so many, many others! The pics I am using for this post are taken from Baltimore Brat 2, one of my personal favorites. I wanted to include some pics from a couple of other movies but those are in a video format that I could not make stills. An

yway, I am quite sure you will enjoy this site! Here is a link:
http://www.tantrumtrainers.com/

Okay, so I've covered one of the best producer/actor's with some of the best films. The pics in this posting are all taken from Kelly Payne videos available at Tantrum trainers. If you like the stills or the comments I made, I suggest you visit the site at the link I provided above and join or get some videos and you will not be disappointed. Obviously there's a ton of stuff out there I haven't covered---yet. I will be covering a lot more in the near future. However, at this point, I'd like to finish the post by relating some of my experiences having to do with begging. This part of the post was inspired by an online relatively novice submissive by the name of Mel. I had the good fortune of running into her online than e-mailing with her for a while. Then I was not available much just like I haven't been for the blog and now I have not seen her available online in quite some time. She was a good fan of my blogs and was always encouraging me to do my best to try to post. Since she was so interested I asked her what she wanted me to post on next and though it's been months, this was one of the topics she gave me.

TRAINED TO BEG
Begging is an art. While I have known a few slaves who had the right attitude from the beginning, it is rare that any of them were able to beg properly or at least the way I wanted them to, from the beginning. K was probably the best at begging without training. But because of this there was a lack of personalization to what I was looking for. M and S, while not as good at first, were both very willing to be trained and therefore ended up being able to beg exactly the way I wanted to hear it. Also, when training, failure is one of those rare instances that give you a real reason to punish that is also in the context of the D/s relationship. You may have a lot of people out there who enjoy spanking their partner because they broke a dish or got stuck in traffic, but I have always found it less-than-perfect punishing for things if I felt they weren't willful. In these blogs you certainly read were I did punish people for real infractions, but my favorite punishment for infractions is when the infractions or D/s-based. I'm sure when I discuss some of the situations I've been involved in; it will recall some of the past posts I've made.
I know I've mentioned training M to play with her asshole. She was inhibited around us and it took a great deal of punishment before she did it the way I wanted. She always got into position properly, bent over the end of the couch reaching back and spreading her cheeks exposing her tight asshole, and eventually she got good at rubbing her asshole with two fingers, licking them, fucking her asshole with them, pulling them out and sucking on them, then sticking them back in and fucking her asshole some more. It took a lot of caning and paddling of her ass, as well as torturing her nipples with tight clamps and heavy weights, but we got to the point where she could play with her asshole just the way I like to see. However, because of her inhibitions, which I believe I've mentioned made it at least as difficult for her to sometimes talk the way I wanted as act the way I wanted, I got to train her and punish her at least as much before she could properly beg to be allowed to play with her asshole. With her bent over the end of the couch and her ass cheeks spread, I would ask her something like: “would you like to play with your asshole now slave?” The first few times I asked that I got a hesitant “no”. I am quite sure the hesitation was a mix of not wanting to disappoint me and knowing she was going to be punished for it. Nevertheless, she allowed her own inhibitions to make her answer that way. It was only seconds after giving that answer that she would find herself was terribly tight clamps on her nipples, a minimum of 3 pounds or more hanging from each nipple clamp, a caning and/or paddling that got her screaming, and then something very large shoved up her asshole and left there for at least 15 min. I did not receive no for an answer very often after that, though I did get it a few times. Once she was no longer prepared to receive that level of punishment for a simple one-word answer, she started to give me the answer she knew she should, which was; “whatever you would like master,”. To which I would of course answer, “I certainly would like to see you play with your asshole,” to which she knew she should respond with something like, “please master, may I play with my asshole,, please master, I want to play with my asshole so much for you, please let me stick my fingers up my asshole.” But instead she would just start playing with her asshole, knowing that ultimately that's what I wanted to see, and having been broken through punishment of the habit of refusing to do the act, she somehow believed she could escape the begging part if she jumped right to the action. This of course was a mistake on her part and she soon learned through punishment just how big a mistake it was. Whenever the failure surrounded her begging to use her fingers on her ass, I would remind her that I could do much worse things to her asshole. She would have to sit on the punishment chair, which as you may remember had a variety of very large dildos that could be attached to the seat, often large dildos with small rubber spikes or other protrusions all over it. Surrounding the base of the dildo were thumbtacks glued to the seat. M would have to use her mouth and pussy to lubricate the dildo and then sit her asshole on it and work it all the way up inside her until she was sitting on the tacks. For this particular punishment I also had her hands secured behind her back, had her lean forward until her nipples were resting, on a soft wood board I had raised off a table in front of her on a stand. I would then use a tap hammer on a thin pin or needle, and “nail” her nipples to the board. If I were feeling particularly cruel, I would remove the needles every 10 minutes or so, so that she might move freely without damaging her nipples, and then make her raise and lower her ass, fucking the dildo for five or 10 minutes, making sure she raised herself all the way up to the top, then impaled herself completely on the giant shaft again, pushing her buttocks against the sharp tacks each time. Then pinning her nipples once again to the board. In reality this may sound crueler than it was, at least part of it. M told me that the pinning of her nipples to the board, was by far not nearly the worst nipple punishment I had inflicted. She said that the adjustable clamps are used when I tightened them terribly was worse, the self tightening Japanese Clover Clamps, when I hung pounds of weights from them, was worse, and when I use the unsheathed alligator saw toothed nipple clamps, adjusted tightly, it was worse. The worst part was the severe anal torture she was going through, though she found it a bit cruel that I would pull out the needles only to put them back in a few minutes later. She said this because usually when I inflicted this particular form of nipple torture, I tended not to repeat the process, merely to pin her to a board for a while. I explained to her, that I unpinned her during this punishment for the same reason I did it other times. When she is bent over and pinned, I would very much like to fuck her pussy or asshole from behind, but when we tried this once or twice we found the natural movements of these acts, no matter how much we tried to keep her still, put too much strain on her nipples and we were both afraid they would get damaged. It was the same with my having her fuck her asshole every 10 minutes; that I was afraid she would damage her nipples from all the movement. However, since I was not going to allow this fear to shorten the punishment, I needed to work something out. My solution was that she would have to endure the procedure of her nipples getting nailed to the board several times over the course of the punishment. Incidentally, I think I've mentioned that while anal sex always gave a certain amount of pain to M, it also made her very excited and wet. However, fucking her was more of a punishment she was undergoing severe nipple punishment, because the pain in her nipples tended to keep her pussy less wet, and her asshole clenched tighter. So, since I was afraid of damaging her nipples when they were pinned, I would have to satisfy myself by hanging heavy weights off her nipples and then fuck her from behind while she was bent over from the weight. Of course, when she was bent over with the heavy weights swinging from her nipples and the pain evident across her downturned face, I would have her beg to be fucked in her pussy or asshole. Sometimes I would ask her, “don't you think you should be shaking so those weights swing around and pull harder on your nipples?” To which she would answer, “yes master, I think I should shake and make the weights swing around and hurt my nipples more. To which I would reply ”then beg for it bitch!” At her worst, she would give me something like this, in a pretty straight monotone; “please master may I swing the weights and hurt my nipples.” It would sound perfunctory and was not as exciting as I'd hoped, but the content was still good if brief. Later, after training, at her best she could give me something like; “please master, let me swing my tits and shake the clamps and make the weights go swinging. It will hurt my nipples so much more terribly. Please let me hurt them more master. “Or something to that effect. I would like to make it clear that I do not want to choreograph or script everything my slaves say. I did not find that appealing. I have been exposed to that on the other side and it was very annoying. Kayla wanted me to speak a certain way and as the dominant I generally spoke the way she expected but I did not say the exact things she wanted to hear nor did I use the exact words at all times and this disappointed her. However, she would not tell me what she wanted a hero what words because she said that would ruin the experience. That was just another reason why being with Kayla was something that could not work; of many, many reasons. It's just, if I am to get what I want out of it, I need it to be a certain way. I'm sure from reading my post you can pick up on the fact that what I want my slaves to say is as explicit and humiliating as possible. Although slave S liked the acts, she really did not like the word humiliation and preferred embarrassing. That's okay some people have a sensitivity to certain concepts or words from their childhood or their work. If someone's able to give me what they want it doesn't matter how they describe it. For slave S and Kayla using words like asshole, bitch and whore were very easy. For K, she did not have experience using them but easily started to because she had no inhibitions. For M in particular, who had no experience and had inhibitions, it was more difficult. That is why she required extensive training, not so that she would be scripted by me to say exactly what I wanted her to, but to teach her generally what I expected by using specifics so that she would begin to figure out on her own what was likely to be pleasing to me. I would be interested in hearing from you readers what you get out of begging, whether you or begging or being begged. Obviously, begging is not something on its own but is attached to the asked you begging for. Slave S’s inhibition had to do with licking and sucking on things that had been deep up her own or anyone else's asshole. As I've mentioned in previous posts I would always check an item that had been up an ass before I expected a slave to lick it clean as I am not into scat and I'm not looking to make anyone ill. But I do seem to prefer the humiliation of someone being forced to clean something that had been up an ass. Slave S would have no problem begging to do anything, but getting her to act on the begging was difficult around this issue. I would often make her wear a particularly large butt plug up her asshole when we would go out. When we would get back I would take it out and check it. Now in front of a slave like M, I would check it behind her back because she did not need to see that it was clean because if I asked her to lick anything she would do so without reservation or inhibition. S was not that way, so I would allow her to see that I checked it so she would know it was clean. Unfortunately this didn't help her inhibition very much, so often with S, I would simply have to allow her to take severe punishment knowing that I would have to stop at some point and be satisfied with how much I got to punishment her because the punishment would not make her accept licking the item. On rare occasions when she was feeling in some way particularly submissive she would allow herself to eventually be" broken" and acquiesce to my command. Because of these inhibitions watching S lick clean something that had been in her asshole, or watching M beg and then play with her asshole, were some of the most exciting things I experienced because those were moments when these wonderful women were truly submitting in every sense of the word--- to me.

Any Time Is A Good Time To Punish A Slave!

2010-09-08T16:05:00.000-07:00

I'm back. There were many work issues that came up and some summer fun issues and I was starting to wonder if anyone would notice not much was going on here. I have a decent number of readers, and that goes up when I post, but I was hoping to help some people, entertain some people, open a dialogue and meet some new friends. It was starting to feel like I was not accomplishing much. But Mel and Anonymous let me know there were people out there that were waiting for something more...so....

Why do you punish? For real or contrived misdeeds. As routine maintenance. Because you (both) enjoy it?
Choosing when to punish has been a source of endless enjoyment for me, and my slaves, over the years. The biggest problem has been that most of the slaves I have been fortunate enough to have been involved with; M, S, and K were of such quality and reliability that they rarely gave me an excuse to punish unless they chose to do so. Kayla was much more flawed, the problem was her flaws were so aggravating that it was hard to get in the mood to punish her. This was actually a source of tension between Kayla and me as she thought I should find a way to punish away every transgression and not be affected by them emotionally, but I found it easier said than done because of the nature of her actions. Anyway, though, I will try to relate some of my more memorable experiences. K did have the habit of occasional lateness. Lateness is better if it is occasional because if it is a regular idiosyncrasy of the girl I have noticed they do not appreciate being punished for it! Anyway, once K was meeting me in Manhattan though I would almost always pick her up, this time she was going to be with some friends and said she would meet me and she was almost 3 hours late! It was early in our relationship and though she had already submitted to me we hadn’t gotten much past clothespins, spankings and whips and just started touching on humiliation and servitude. We had been discussing expanding our repertoire and intensifying her slavery and I had been meaning to pick up some new items, but this was back at a time just before everything was so accessible on the internet. Anyway, when K finally arrived I was bored and starving but was worried because I had not heard from her. Once I heard she had just lost track of time and had not planned out her transportation from her friends to our meeting efficiently I grew annoyed. However, when we went to eat and she informed me she was not hungry because she had snacked with her friends I grew angry. After I ate, on our way downtown to a club, I told her we needed to make a stop. When we arrived and she saw it was an adult novelty store she seemed excited at first, but then remembered how angry I was. We went to the counter and a very young and attractive bleached blonde goth girl came over. “Can I help you guys with anything?” She asked.
“Yes.” I answered. I have been thinking about picking up a few items suitable for punishment and realized tonight would be perfect.” I said. The girl laughed a little and said, “Why’s tonight special?”
I looked at K and said,” “Tell her K.”
K looked excited and embarrassed as stared at the girl and said very softly; “I kept him waiting 3 hours tonight for no good reason.”
“Oh.” The girl said. “You’ve been a bad girl. Lucky you! I was sure he was going to get punished, because, like 90% of the couples or men that come in, the men are the one’s getting punished. I started to wonder how sub girls find tough love anymore!” She smiled and I saw K smile, relieved.
“So have you already decided what she is in for?” The goth girl asked.
“I think so.” I answered, but I am open to your suggestions. Just know that she not only kept me waiting for hours but while I was worried and hungry she was snacking with her friends losing track of the time.”
“Oh! Well, I don’t know what you like or what you do so if you give me an idea what you are thinking I can then recommend some products.” She said.
“Okay. You should know that K here can take harsh punishment, in fact so far I have only been fortunate enough to use a leather bullwhip on her back and butt and clothespins on her nipples and it is clear I have barely scratched the surface.” I said.
“I see.” She said, “You know, a bullwhip can be pretty fierce and can damage the skin as much as anything.”
“I know.” I responded, “But neither one of us has a room big and empty enough to swing unfettered. These are New York City apartments after all. Truthfully I’m not skilled enough even if we did. I just fold it over and use it as a short two strand whip. As hard as I can it raises some lovely welts, but it is clear she feels I should be doing much better---or is that worse.” I smiled. The store clerk glanced at K who stood there not saying anything, but then K slighted nodded her head in agreement. At this point I was reminded of the great lingerie store scene in L’Image (The Punishment of Anne) where the clerk accompanies Anne and the guy into the dressing room and she sees the red welts across Anne’s ass. The guy explains that Anne was a bad girl and was punished and the girl reaches out and touches one of the welts. The guy then tells Anne to thank the sales girl for her help and Anne kisses her, and when the girl does not protest, Anne gets to her knees and goes down on the girl. This was a hot scene, and since you may remember that K was more than a willing slave, but was actually bisexual and eventually lived with the girl who would become her young lesbian Mistress, you may be expecting me to write about how we got together with the goth girl, but sadly in real life things do not often go like the best (or fortunately---the worst) that the cinema has to offer! Over all I consider myself so incredibly lucky with the experiences I have had with submissive women that I am not complaining. I am just letting you know K would not be serving the goth sales girl in case you were waiting for that particular scene! Still, what went on was quite interesting….
The goth girl suggested, “Since you use clothespins on her nipples I would suggest you move to nipple clamps. I suggest these adjustable clamps because you can decide exactly how much punishment to dish out.” She held up a pair of screw clamp black tipped adjustable clamps held together by a chain. “The chain allows you to tug on them, or to make her tug on them, and can handle a small amount of weight. If you plan to really tug on them I have to ell you they will only stay in place if they are adjusted really tight.” I was about to say something but she continued, “Also, if you pull off these thick black tips,” which she paused and did to demonstrate, “you expose these,” she continued and showed “alligator clamps---at least that is what many people call them.” She said. “Horribly painful with any pressure and with the ability to make someone scream and to draw blood if adjusted tight enough, these light to moderate clamps become the most terrible!” She finished.
“Have you felt them?” I asked intrigued.
“Only on my finger. We are all encouraged to get to know the different products and I am one of the few who have learned all about the things that for punishment. Some of the salespeople won’t even show customers that you can take the black tips off! You guys seem like you can decide for yourselves.” She said.
“What do you think, K?” I asked.
“I think whatever you choose and however you choose to use it…is fine.”
“We’ll take those. You really seem to know what you are doing. What else do you suggest?”
“Thank you. Since you use a whip, I would suggest something stiffer. Canes and paddles can be very painful.” She said.
“I have seen both in movies. I have to admit I am interested in paddles.” I said.
“We have 3 and none are that heavy or large. I think the owner is worried about liability because the salesman said these can be vicious. He said a lot of dominant people will use them as hard as they can because that is their fantasy, without regard to what the sub might be able to handle, or was hoping for or expecting.”
“I am sure that can happen. Most of us can only go by instinct. There aren’t many ‘how-to’s’ and videos either fake the action, or use people who can obviously handle a brutal exchange for the money.” I said.
“She pointed to 3 paddles in a glass case, ”Least painful, most painful and the one in the middle would, I guess, be in the middle pain wise as well.”
I looked at the three, the first was a thin short board with a handle, the middle was a longer version and the supposedly most painful was a wider version of the middle one with holes in it. They all seemed a little thinner than I expected. “Which do you think?” I asked, turning to K. She did not even pause, but pointed to the most severe and said, “The holes make that one look interesting.”
“You can see I am a lucky guy,” I said. “We’ll take that one.” She pulled it from the case and I took it. It was a little heavier than it looked but only about a quarter inch thick. “I am not sure this will really do what it is supposed to.” I said, then pushed K forward leaning over the glass counter, raised the paddle with one hand and brought it down firmly onto her jean clad ass. She breathed out heavily and said, “I think you will enjoy that one.” As she nervously scanned the area for anyone familiar who might have witnessed that.
“Well, if you think that without a full swing and over your jeans, I suspect you’re right!” I smiled.
The salesgirl looked at me, “I am not sure what you are looking to spend or what you are thinking.” I said, “This is good, but I am looking for one other area.” I considered taking the salesgirl over to the side and keeping my discussion and items private from K to make her anxious and suspenseful, but decided it would be more embarrassing for her to discuss it in front of her. “K is not overly sensitive anally and enjoys anal sex,” As I began I turned to K and she looked down at the floor, her shyness was obviously due to inexperience given how impossible it would be to embarrass her later in our relationship! “I would like a butt plug big enough to remind her she is being punished, and a rubber phallus larger than me to use as well.” The girl walked us over to these items. She pointed to a display of butt plugs and I chose a large one! She brought out a skin colored rubber cock that was fairly large, but clearly not larger than me. “You’ll have to go bigger than that.” K blurted out.
The goth sales girl smiled and said, “I guess he’s not the only lucky one then!” And went into the back and brought out one significantly larger. K took a deep breath when she saw that one and looked down at the floor and nodded her head as I said, “Great. We’ll take it.” As I paid I asked the girl, “Are these clean for use?”
“I wouldn’t trust the dildo or plug without washing them.” She said.
“Is there a place I could do that?” I asked.
The girl looked at me a moment, then pointed to the back. “There’s a bathroom there.”
“Thank you.” I said as I started walking back there. I glanced back at K who was standing next to the counter and as soon as I did she walked over to me and followed me back. Luckily, it was just a single use unisex bathroom so I would not have to sneak K into the Mens Room! I walked into it and held the door open and K immediately followed me inside. “Lower your pants.” I commanded.
She lowered her tight jeans somehow managing to keep her panties in place. I gave a quick hard tug to her blonde hair and moved my face an inch from hers “Do you really think I want your panties up?” I asked.
“Sorry Master.” She lowered them as well and I thrust two fingers between her legs. “Your pussy is soaked!” I said as I spread the fingers and stuck one in her mouth as I brought my face to hers again and licked her juices from my other finger. Then I pulled out the large butt plug, squirted soap from the dispenser on it and began to wash it at the sink. After it was clean and dry I told K to spread her legs and then I worked the plug into her pussy. Soon enough it was slick from her juice and I pulled it out and told her to turn around, bend over and spread her cheeks. K did as she was told and K had an asshole every bit as tight as M’s, but anal sex and punishment did not seem to hurt K as it did M. Also, because of K’s complete submission she did not even hesitate though I knew she had never had anything as big as this plug---at its widest point---inserted into her before. It took a lot of effort and manipulation to work that big fat plug all the way into K’s asshole, and her grunts and deep breaths, which was often the only outward signs she was suffering from her punishments, told me the big plug was doing its job and punishing my thoughtless slave. Once it was all the way in, I said, “Pull your panties up and get your skirt over your ass bitch, unless you want me to parade you out there half naked so everyone can see what a punished whore you are!” I barked.
She quickly rearranged her clothes. Then I pulled out the clamps, and pulled the black tips off exposing the shiny metal teeth of those vicious clamps. “The torture these jagged teeth will bring your nipples, like the agony you will feel from your new paddle, are all for when we go home later.” I put the black caps over the teeth again. K looked relieved but it was short lived when I told her to raise her shirt and to take off her bra as she would not need it or want it for the remainder of the evening. I clamped a clamp on each nipple and then began tightening them not stopping the adjustment to each nipple until the contortions of K’s face told me she was appreciating just how severe nipple torture could be. I told her to lower her shirt. As soon as she did, she looked down at her chest and began to protest, “Everyone will see what I have going on under my shirt Master. The outline is clearly visible.”
“No slave, they will simply know something s going on under you shirt but they won’t know what it is. However, in order to punish you further, and protect your nipples from damage due to prolonged clamping, we will take the clamps off every 15 minutes, leave them off for 5 minutes, and then replace them. If you are unfortunate, this might need to be done when we happen to be outside somewhere, or perhaps right on the dance floor of the club.” K looked at me, and I could tell she was wondering if I would really do it. “Now raise your shirt again and get on your knees on the floor.” K did as she was told, and I reached down and grabbed the chain of the clamps and pulled hard. She cried out, surprised by the level of pain and then I looked down at her and told her to open my pants. She did so, and then she lowered them and freed my cock. “Suck me off slave!” K was a fairly good cocksucker and I was very excited and motivated to cum quickly and move on with our night. The way she sucked while using her hands to massage my balls, at the same time knowing the punishment I was inflicting pulling so hard on her clamps, I nearly fell over when my cock exploded in her mouth but she suckled me deeply into her throat and barely paused as she swallowed every drop.
I never actually made her lift her shirt in public, and the repeated acts of removing then replacing the nipple clamps was an fine a punishment as I’d hoped. From the first time the clamps were removed K’s nipples were so sore and sensitive that by the end just touching her nipples with the clamps caused them agony, and the exquisitely anguished reaction I got when they snapped back on to her swollen nipples was lovely. It was an exciting couple of hours of dancing, though strangely, K was moving in a much more restricted manner than usual. Several times I would pull her tight against me by grabbing her ass and pulling her into me hard. I would get a grimace or moan that was barely audible above the music though she was so close.
“Anything wrong slave?” I asked.
“No Master.” She replied.
“You dance and act like a bitch whose tits and ass hurt.” I smiled.
“No Master. I dance and act like a slave bitch who kept her Master waiting, though I know I should be punished more and suffer much more than this. I hope you will take care of that when we go home.”
“You saw the paddle, whore, and you saw what those clamps are like with those terrible teeth exposed! In fact, I cannot imagine how it will feel to have those little biting teeth on nipples that have been so tortured for hours already!”
“I deserve to find out Master.” K responded. K had the highest pain tolerance of any slave I have personally known. M could take almost as much but it was clearly a strain for M and K always seemed like she could, if I really desired, be pushed a little bit further. After this conversation I was really in the mood to punish K and fuck her too, so I led her off the dance floor and we left the club and went to my car.
On the way home I decided it was time to up the ante as we had discussed. Usually, though she took a harsh punishment, and would handle humiliating tasks such as playing with her asshole or licking my cum out of a dog bowl, we were still starting off as boyfriend-girlfriend, making out, undressing each other, and then moving into D/s if the point came up organically. Now, since she was already being punished, already sucked me off, and was expecting more when we got home, I decided we would proceed a bit differently. In the back seat was a black overnight bag I carried around filled with assorted S&M gear for when our dates moved in that direction. I told her to reach into the back seat and retrieve the bag and put it on her lap. After she did so I told her to open it and find her slave collar. It was a thick black leather collar, about 2 ½ inches wide with some studs on it and a big O-ring in the front. She found the collar and a black leather and steel chained leash was still attached from our last go round. She unhooked it and then looked over at me driving. I reached out my hand, “You can give that to me, and put on your collar.” She did not protest that she might be seen, just put it on. Though she worried about the nipple clamps being visible, K was not overly concerned about public displays, maybe more about being displayed in front of a disapproving or inappropriate public. In fact, a little later in our relationship she would bring me down to a famous S&M club in the city, the first time to celebrate an occasion, where she arranged 2 female dominant club patrons to punish and humiliate her for my entertainment. This turned out to be a prelude to her introducing the fact that her on again-- off again young apartment mate was also her occasional (soon to be more permanent) lesbian Mistress. (That, as you know, are many other stories!)
Anyway, I told her that as soon as we entered her apartment she should strip until she only wore the collar, the nipple clamps and the butt plug up her ass and then kneel and await my next instructions.
“Can I pee first, sir?” K asked.
“Sure, but make sure you don’t let the butt plug drop into the toilet or you’ll end up playing bobbing for butt plugs with your face in that bowl, understand?”
“Yes Master, I understand.”
We went in and just a couple of minutes later she was ready and waiting, kneeling naked on the floor. The nipples clamps, removed and replaced about 13 times were hanging from her nipples, the plug was deep up her ass, protruding a little bit from between her cheeks. She was looking down at the floor and had her hands clasped behind her back. I reached down and grabbed her chin and raised her face so she was looking into my eyes.
“Beautiful K,” I began and leaned in to give her a light kiss on those luscious lips, “You’ve been very naughty tonight, and I am afraid your ass and tits have only just begun paying for it.” Then I reached out and pulled the clamps from her nipples. She cried out as she had done during the last six or so removals. I slowly rem0oved the black caps from the end of the clamps and exposed the vicious little teeth of each. “How do you think these will feel, bitch?”
“Master, it has been agony each time you put the clamps back on and I know those clamps will teach me a new lesson in pain. Surely I will barely be able to contain myself, so please, ignore my pain and my pleas and punish me for as long as you see fit.”
“You do have a good attitude slave. Stand up!”
She stood up and I motioned for her to turn around.”
“Bend over whore, and let’s see what we will do to your ass before I get back to your nipples.” I slowly pulled the large butt plug from her asshole. It seemed clean as I brought ti around to her face and demanded; “Lick it clean, bitch!” After a little licking I shoved it into her mouth and told her; “Keep it in there and stay bent over while I paddle you 25 strokes. If it drops out of your mouth or you move out of position you get another 25 strokes!” The plug barely fit halfway into her mouth so it was very possible it would fall out and usually I tie K down for severe punishment so it was anybody’s guess whether she could remain in this position for a paddling--- but then, after keeping me waiting for 3 hours, those were risks that I, and my slave’s ass, were prepared to take!
I got the new paddle and swung it in the air a couple of times. “You know, slave, I think if I swing this hard enough it is really going to hurt your naked ass!”
I was sure she would want to say something to that but only moaned with her mouth filled, so I pulled the plug out of her mouth and she said: “I know we are both counting on that Master.”
“Yes,.” I agreed as I thrust the plug back in K’s mouth.
I stood behind K and raised the paddle. Though I did not plan to use as much force as I could, I had also decided not to start by going easy. My first stroke was a pretty forceful blow. She shook a little and moaned but did not break position or drop the plug. I rubbed the paddle across her ass and then raised it again. When I lifted it from her skin I saw she immediately tensed up awaiting the next blow. I waited several seconds then brought the paddle down much harder this time. She squealed a bit from behind the plug but again did not drop the plug or break her position. Now I kind of wanted to see her drop that plug, or break her position, anything to earn the extra punishment! I knew K could take a lot of severe punishment, but it did not mean she could do it without moving or crying out if it.
“Slave, I think I am being entirely too easy on you after the way you disregarded your Master.” I looked at her and she drew in a deep breath and then nodded her head in agreement. I raised the paddle, and then brought it down as hard as I could, then raised the paddle and immediately brought it down as hard as I could again, then raised it again, and repeated this sequence for 17 more fierce strokes before she finally cried out, dropped the plug and fell forward out of position. She quickly tried to pick the plug up with her mouth, but could not, then took it with her hand, turned, crawled over to me and started to kiss my feet while saying, “I’m sorry Master, I’m sorry, this slave bitch deserves to be punished terribly for her behavior and for her performance during her punishment.”
“You will be slave, you have earned another 25 strokes after I complete the last 6 strokes, though I have to say you broke position and dropped the plug and I should really give you another 50 strokes for that!” I smiled to myself as that was not really my intention when I gave her the rules but I wanted to scare her a bit.
“I know Master, I know I have earned another full 50 strokes, and you should deliver them all hard and fast like those last strokes, giving me no respite and showing me no mercy for the disappointment and aggravation I have given you tonight.”
We were just beginning to see glimpses of the incredible limits of this slave!
“Slave, if I do that you won’t be able to sit for a week!” I said looking down at her.
“I can always sit Master, it is just how much it will hurt when I do. Each sting I feel everyday will help to remind me of what a bad slave I was today, and what a wonderful Master I have to teach me to be more obedient.”
“I am sure you are correct slave. You have earned a severe paddling.” I know there are dominants out there thinking that my slaves often ‘top’ from the ‘bottom’ and I will not argue the point that I do indeed let slaves lead me to how much punishment they will receive. Slaves are human and their limits are fluid and I have no problem allowing me to understand what they can and cannot take in that moment.
“Master, I know you are too compassionate to point out that it has been more than 5 minutes. I know you would wait until one punishment is finished before subjecting your slave to the other severe pain, but this bitch understands she has earned this treatment and you should not wait until after my ass is beaten to put those terrible biting clamps on this slave bitch’s nipples for the rest of the punishment, this cunt whore will take her punishment the way she should.”
I had not planned on doing that both because I felt it would be too much pain at once and also because I like my slave’s to be able to focus on whatever sensations I choose at that moment, but the reality was both these punishments were so severe that I was not afraid one would “detract” from the other. My concern here was that it would be too much for her, but K clearly wanted to try to endure both at once so I decided to let her, and I would be the judge if it was too much and needed to be adjusted.
“You’re right bitch, you have earned this and you shall get it. Stand up. As she did so I brought over a chair. “Sit down.” I did not think her legs would hold her up if she were standing when the clamps were applied, and I wanted to be able to more easily reach her breasts to apply the clamps then I could have if she was kneeling. I tied her hands behind her back and brought over the clamps. I had them in front of her face and opened and closed them. “The last adjustment to them had made them very tight slave, and I have not loosened them since. With their teeth bared now, I expect the pain will be terrible, and each second will drag on giving you ample opportunity to think about how you will never treat your Master this way again, as well as how hard you are going to try to make it up to your Master when he uses his whore after the punishment is finished.”
“Master, I will use this slave’s mouth, asshole, pussy and hands to please you once you have finished torturing this slave for her terrible behavior.”
I nodded as I reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy. I knew she would be wet but she was much more soaking wet than I expected. At this point I already knew K loved to talk about being tortured and used but combining that with some of the most severe treatment we had experienced together was really very successful! I squeezed her right breast in my hands jutting out her small, pink abused and swollen nipple. I squeeze the other clamp open with my other hand and put it over that nipple. I looked into her eyes as I released the clamp and let it snap shut, biting into her nipple. Immediately her eyes screwed tightly shut and she gritted her teeth and squealed out as tears began to work their way out. I was about to reconsider using these clamps when she said: “Thank you Master. This slave deserves her punishment. You were right to put these clamps on before my paddling was finished!” So instead of reconsidering I took the other clamp and snapped it onto her other nipple. The squeal was louder and tears rolled down her cheeks, but all she said was; “Thank you Master for hurting my nipples and punishing your slave bitch so severely. “
“You’re welcome slave. Bend back over so I can finish your paddling. My cock is throbbing and it’s getting to be time to use you for other things than punishment.” When she bent over I looked at the thin silver chain hanging from her nipple clamps and could not resist giving it a tug. She cried out from the quick jolt of pain.
“Those seem very effective slave, maybe I should leave them on and use them for a leash for the evening?”
“Whatever you desire Master. I am sure that would teach me things about pain I don’t know!”
“Possibly slave. As good an idea as it is though, I don’t want to leave the clamps on that long. In fact, we need to finish up your paddling so I can remove the clamps and use your mouth for something besides screaming.”
I took the paddle and moved behind slave K. 56 strokes to go slave, fast and hard as I can. You will know what it is like to get punished after this!” As I was getting ready I was debating in my head whether to not make the strokes as hard as I could, or to not plan on doing all 56, because I did not believe K, even with her prodigious pain tolerance, could necessarily handle this punishment as much as she seemed to desire it. And even so it was not clear to me the skin of her ass could take it, and I was not looking to severely damage her. I knew I would be looking at a very bruised ass for days if not weeks if I even came close to finishing this punishment the way it began. Each step of the way it was clear K was looking for this level of punishment but I was very interested to see what she would think of it over the next few days as she saw how sore her nipples and ass would be, and I was not done using the plug and large dildo we bought for her asshole yet either! I decided if I tried to cut the number of strokes K’s pride would force her to request the entire punishment. I could not be sure at that time, but things I had seen later on from her and M made me believe that assessment was correct. I decided I would just not give it the amount of force I had started with. Her ass was already so sore I did not think she would notice. I raised the paddle and started giving her the strokes, one after the other , after the first six I realized I did not want to have to worry about counting.
“Slave, you will count out the next 50 strokes.”
“Yes Master.”
I started the paddling again and she counted out the 50 strokes. I did not realize she was crying, but the tears were running down her cheeks and I decided I should have done an easier paddling and less strokes!“Slave, if it was that bad you should have asked for mercy.”
“I did not want mercy Master. I wanted to experience the full punishment.”
“I understand slave, but it was obviously very painful and sometimes it is exciting to hear my slave beg for mercy.”
“I am sure you will have plenty of opportunity to hear me beg for mercy when you torture my asshole Master, but please remember that just because a slave begs for mercy does not mean her Master has to grant it.”
“I am well aware of that slave. Your behavior tonight has not put me in the mood to be merciful, but you have been very accepting of your punishment so I can see you want to make up for that earlier crap you put me through. Now, before we move on to your anal punishment and then my fucking you for the rest of the night, I need to remove those clamps. After all this time and how sore and swollen your nipples already were, I can imagine the pain would be incredible removing any set of clamps, but I cannot fathom how much agony it will be to have those terrible teeth let loose their grip as these clamps are released. Now stand in front of me and put your hands behind your back and get ready….”
I grabbed both clamps and squeezed their release points at the same time. Immediately K gave a half scram and fell down to her knees, her eyes closed and tears again streaming from them.
“Thank you Master for punishing this slave bitch the way she really deserved.” K said still kneeling on the floor.
“I’m not done yet slave.” I said looking at her so lovely, kneeling there naked.
“I know Master,” K said as she stood up and pressed her naked body against me and grabbed my hand and brought it between her legs. She pushed my fingers against her pussy and as my fingertips slipped between her lips I found she was soaking wet, “I’m counting on the rest of my punishment.” K whispered into my ear. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and licked them.
“Your pussy tastes delicious slave.”
“Thank you Master, and I also know that because you have me lick my pussy off so many things!” She smiled.
“I do seem to like watching a slave taste their pussy and ass, don’t I?”
“Yes Master, we both like it very much!”
I had K bend over the end of her bed; as soon as she leaned on her nipples she moaned and mentioned how much they hurt. I pulled her hands behind her back and tied them that way which put even more pressure on her breasts. I kneeled down behind her and said, “We need that asshole nice and wet.” and then buried my face between those firm, smooth cheeks! I tongued her asshole and worked my tongue in deep until it was nice and slippery and then I stood up, rubbing my cock through my pants. I leaned in against her rubbing myself through my pants against her naked ass, pushing the bulge of my cock between her cheeks.
“Master, if you need to fuck me to relieve yourself maybe you should. I would not want you to rush my punishment because you are too anxious to cum!”
“Thank you for your concern slave, but I will try not to rush. I prefer to keep letting it build as long as I can and if I suddenly just fuck you it will be because I could not wait to fuck you any longer not because I rushed your punishment.”
“Yes sir.”
I took the large rubber cock and started to rub its big head between her cheeks against her asshole. K moaned and wiggled her ass. “I need some lubrication whore!” I barked as I quickly thrust the cock into her pussy from behind. She moaned as her pussy took in inch after inch. I harshly fucker with the rubber cock until it slid easily in and out and glistened with her juices, then I pulled it out and began to push the head insistently into her asshole. She leaned forward grinding her sore nipples harder into her mattress and relaxed her cheeks and ass as best she could as I began to push the cock head up her asshole. She groaned and sighed heavily into the blanket as I drove the huge cock deeper. I did not realize how big the cock was until I watched her asshole tightly stretched around it. I was using both hands to guide it in but let it go with my right hand to reach underneath and massage her clitoris, occasionally working my fingers into her pussy which was managing to stay pretty wet throughout her entire punishment that evening! I used both hands on the dildo again and finally worked the whole huge phallus up her ass and she was moaning, groaning, and gasping when I started to pull it out most of the length, then drove it back in hard and fast, then pulled it out and drove it back in harshly as I roughly fucked her tight asshole with that humongous rubber cock!
“Oh lord Master, that cock is so hard and big, it hurts so much to be anally abused like this Master, please have mercy on your slave bitch’s tortured asshole Master, please !”
“Do you think a slave who keeps her Master waiting for hours deserves mercy, slut?”
“Master, that cock is so big---Master---ow---oh Master, I know your right, but it’s so big and hard, but no, no Master, of course not, show this bitch no mercy, rape my asshole, make me scream and finish my punishment please Master!” K was very good at improvising what to say during these times! She loved to talk submissively, talk about her terrible tortures and beg for mercy more easily and uninhibited than just about any other submissive I have known.
Finally, after another 10 minutes of abusing K’s asshole, I pushed it in as deep up her ass as the dildo would go, then I got undressed and started fucking her hot, wet pussy from behind. I untied her hands and told her she could touch her pussy if she liked, but to make sure she came when I came. It did not take long and the simultaneous orgasm was explosive and draining. After it subsided I told her to remove the dildo from her asshole and she did so slowly and gingerly. She told me she could not remember her asshole ever so sore and I told her she had until I was hard again to rest it up because next I would be fucking her ass and cumming in her mouth. I thought she would take this as a threat and beg for me to just use her mouth, but instead she smiled at me when I said this, then she said, “Master, I don’t need to rest my well punished asshole. I wish you could fuck it right now. While it is sore it will remind me of why I deserved to be punished. I’m sure if you put me over your knee and spank my well beaten ass and then I give you a tongue bath that ends with my tongue deep up your ass we can get your cock rock hard in no time!”
Another time I remember punishing a girl right at the moment of an infraction included slave M and a walk in a secluded area of a park. Although it did not really happen at the time of the infraction, it happened as soon as we discussed the event and M acknowledged her poor behavior. The event actually happened on a Friday night where M and I were meeting at a club. In this case M was arriving with some friends and one of them lived near her so was going to take her home, and I was coming with a new business associate and his girlfriend. I wanted them to meet M so we were going to hang out at the club a while, then go to dinner, then I would bring M back to the club and she would go home with her friends and then I would meet up with her Saturday afternoon and we would spend the rest of the weekend together. In fact M had already planned that we would go to a park Saturday afternoon, but we’ll get to that. Back that night at the club, when I got there with my colleague the place was jammed! Wall to wall with people! His girlfriend, like M, was supposed to meet us at 7PM. His girlfriend was on time but M was late, which was very unusual for her. Time dragged on and I started to get worried but could not reach her. The club was very loud so I kept checking my phone in case she called because I was afraid I would not hear the ring, and maybe not even feel the vibration. By a bit after 8PM I had to go to the bathroom, and it was murder making my way all the way to the back of this place to get to the bathroom. When I finally work my way to the back who do you think I find talking with friends? M. I walk over to her and she hugs me and kisses me and introduces me. I was very nice but told her I need to speak with her. We go to the side and I ask her what she was thinking? She said we were to meet at the club but we never discussed where to meet and she got there about 6:30m with her friends. I told her I did not want to discuss this now, and dragged her up front to meet my friends. We went back to her friends and said we would leave for dinner and I would get her back in a couple of hours, which I did. That was the end of it for the night
M often took me to large parks that had a lot of secluded trails that she liked to explore during weekdays and off hours because M also liked to try to get an opportunity to have sex outside. We have had sex under busy boardwalk restaurants, in many parks and in our cars parked in various quiet areas. When the event I just discussed occurred, much like the event described above with K, it was earlier in our relationship, but after we acknowledged D/s would be a big part of our relationship. So that Saturday later in the afternoon I found myself on the way to one of these parks. M was all over me as soon as I got to her apartment and I knew she was horny because we did not spend Friday night together as we often would at that time. M had a very high sex drive, perfectly mated to my own, and sex was never one of the issues that came between us when we had a relationship. Anyway, M greeted me wearing a medium length skirt and a thin tee shirt. As our hands roamed over each other I found she was not wearing any panties, but she stopped short of having sex and instead she said we should get going as it was getting late to go to the park. I knew this meant the park was probably one where she expected we could do what she wanted. On the drive there I brought up the night before. I pointed out that while it was true that we did not discuss a spot to meet, when the club was so crowded was it reasonable to assume I would know to go to the back, or even necessarily find her back there? Also, if it was too loud to hear her phone shouldn’t she have checked it occasionally? And why did she not try to reach or find me as it got later and later? She admitted she did not handle it well and was so involved with her friends she was not thinking and apologized for treating me that way. (It must seem like K and M treated me pretty shabbily when it is related like this, but this was over years and the fact is they were both excellent girlfriends who were very attentive and giving---it was not easy to recall such events because of the high quality women they were!) Then she said; “I’ve been a very bad girlfriend. I’m sorry…sir…I deserve to be punished for that.”
“I agree.” I said.
“When we get home tonight you should be very hard on me. Do whatever you feel you need to and whatever you feel I deserve. I will take everything and then do my best to make it up to you.” She smiled then leaned over in the car and rubbed between my legs.
“I see. Sounds good, I will definitely punish you tonight and I have no doubt you’ll make it up to me since you do such an amazing job in bed even when you have nothing to make up for!” I smiled too. When we arrived at the park I let M lead the way. We enjoyed the sights for a while; the plants, flowers and trees and then we played a little Frisbee. Then M said we should walk along a trail. We did so, and it was a steep trail that wound up hill for over a mile. When we went up more than half way we had not seen another person on the trail, and then we stepped off the trail down a dirt road into the woods. Through the woods we came to a clearing with a great big boulder with a smaller rock to its side. I sat down on the smaller rock and M sat on my lap and started to kiss me. I gave her a nudge and she climbed off my lap and stood in front of me.
“Raise your skirt.” I commanded. She lifted it, showing her beautiful trimmed pussy. “Turn around.” I demanded and she turned showing me her beautiful, firm, round ass. “Turn back.” I aid and she faced me again. I reached out and rubbed my hand between her legs. She moaned and spread her legs a little and I found her pussy was soaking wet. “I see you want to get fucked even though we plan to fuck all night. “ I said. She looked at me with a hungry look and then nodded her head in agreement.
“I assume you expect to be punished now also even though you expect to be punished severely tonight?” As soon as I finished M looked apprehensive and nervously started to turn her head and scan the environment. She was obviously much more embarrassed with the idea of getting caught being punished then she was being caught getting fucked! Finally she nodded her head in agreement once again.
“Over my lap.” I commanded. She continued to hold her skirt and lay over my lap and I began to spank her, not very hard at first, but soon it was hard and fast. A couple of times she started to reach back as if to protect her ass from the blows but immediately stopped herself and brought her arms back in front of her. Finally, when her ass was very pink, I nudged her off my lap. She stood in front of me again, and then immediately turned so I could see her pink ass.
“I am not looking to be too severe now as I plan on being very severe tonight tonight, but your ass does not seem red enough. Do you have any ideas?”
“You could wait until tonight and make it so red I can’t sit down!” She offered smiling.
“Oh, I will do that tonight, but I do not plan on waiting!”
“I thought not.” She said. “You are wearing a belt, or you could look for a stick to use as a switch I suppose.”
“I think a switch would be too severe for now. Kneel in front of me and take off my belt.” She knelt in front of me and then opened my belt and slipped it out of the loops. I opened my pants as she finished this and said, “While you are down there….” And pulled my cock out and she leaned forward and kissed the head of my cock then started to suck it. Too soon I felt like I could explode in her mouth so I pulled out and told her to lean forward over the big boulder. She leaned forward, her skirt pulled up and I doubled the belt into a big loop and started whipping her ass with it. I gave her about 20 strokes and then got right behind her and started to work my cock into her pussy from behind. As I expected her pussy was still soaked from all our action. It did not take her long to cum, and then I started to cum before her orgasm had subsided. We got our clothes straightened out and decided to walk back down the path to get to our car and finish our planned punishment and fucking as soon as possible. When we talked later apparently M planned on a long leisurely dinner before we went back home, but our time at the park only made us both want more, and it wasn’t until very late that night, when it seemed unfair to expect her ass to take much more punishment, that we finally decided to go out and get a bite to eat!
Anyone have any thoughts or comments about when and where and why and how they punish?

Visiting Old Friends with New Slaves....

2010-07-15T01:54:00.001-07:00

After K. and I broke up as a couple we kept in touch. Frequently K. invited me to come use her in front of her Young lesbian mistress. I knew this was an act of punishment, but since it didn't make sense to me that her young mistress would want me back in the picture, I would often delve deeper and found out that the punishment was actually for her young mistress who was pissing K off. If I was between relationships and slaves I sometimes took them up on these offers. If I was in a relationship I would not take them up on the offer because even if my submissive was interested, K. and her mistress did not want my other women participating. The most memorable time when I could take them up on the offer was when K contacted me at said they brought in a new slave. They said she was a few years older than K., was bisexual but had not been with a man in years. She had never been dominated by a man, in fact she had never been dominated but it was a lifelong fantasy to serve a couple side-by-side with another female slave. This woman also needed extensive training as she had never submitted before except in her fantasies, and apparently neither K. nor her young mistress, were convinced that the young mistress was capable of providing that level of instruction. She was very inexperienced when I was with them and while she learned from me a bit about ongoing domination, it was also true that K. was already an experienced submissive when they met. Her young Mistress had never trained anyone from scratch or dominated anyone who was completely inexperienced. This offer at a time when I was available was extremely exciting and intriguing.
(Although we don't go into it much here, in real life we always delve into a slave's past sexual history, medical testing is always a requirement, and we have to know the parameters of birth control before we begin any intimate acts. I was satisfied by what I was told and shown about this new woman).
K. had assured me that by this time they had all the implements I would care to use. Before I arrived in I discussed the limits of this new slave as well any parameters of our time together. She said the parameters remained the same; her lesbian mistress had no desire to have any physical contact with me, while this slave’s pain tolerance was not completely known at this time, K. had noticed when they played together as a trio that she'd already easily handled moderate and somewhat more severe pain. As usual K would be happy to take anything I gave her, but we decided I should not approach that level of severity with the new slave. While I was there I would call all of the shots. Her young mistress would behave and participate in any way I directed, but wanted the bulk of the girl-girl action to be between the slaves. It was not even clear if their young mistress would be naked at any time. She always suffered being naked and having sex with K. in front of me, because it was just the three of us and that's what K. wanted. Since now there was someone else involved it was not necessary for her to do those things in front of me. All the other he limits remained the same with the new slave, which were the same limits I stick to; no animals or children, no intentional blood, no scat, no breath play, no urethral play, no intentional permanent marks unless requested and agreed to and no severe or permanent injuries. K said this new slave had expressed no other limits but of course was new to all of this so we needed to tread with the appropriate care.
When I arrived at the door, before knocking, I switched my shoes for a pair of shoes not worn outside that K. had serviced before. I knocked and K’s young mistress opened the door. She was wearing thigh high black leather boots , black leather tight shorts and a studded black leather bra . When I walked in I found two slaves naked and kneeling on the floor side by side, their heads were bowed forward touching the carpet and as I walked behind them I found they were both reaching back and spreading their cheeks, exposing themselves. I could see each was wearing a thick black collar with o-ring, as well as ankle and wrist cuffs. Clearly K remembered my preferences.
“Nice.” I said.
“We were hoping you'd be pleased.” The young mistress said seemingly without hostility! I looked around the room and saw many implements of punishment, violation and bondage spread throughout.
“I am pleased… so far.” I walked to the kneeling girls and grabbed K by the hair and began to pull her crawling along to the couch where I sat down with her kneeling in front of me. I grabbed her chin and pulled her face up to look at me, and reached down with my other hand and grabbed a nipple and pinched harshly. “So you found another bitch to serve us.”
“Yes master.” K responded.
“You know what I'm going to do if she fails to please?”
“Yes master. You'll punish me mercilessly as well.” I let go of her nipple and her chin, then said:
“So new slave, crawl over here and greet your master.” She crawled to me and then knelt there unsure what to do or say.
“Stand up and slowly turn.” I said. She stood naked before me, then turned, then stopped, facing me again. Where K and her mistress were both rather thin, though K had round hips and her mistress had somewhat shapely breasts, this woman was thicker all around. She looked to be in her late 30s, was attractive with moderate length brown hair, brown eyes, a small nose and very full lips. Her breasts were larger than K. and her mistress put together, which still didn't make them very large. Her ass was also rounded and fuller than K.'s. K. had already described her body and e-mailed me a facial picture as she knew I probably could not work as well with someone I did not find at least somewhat attractive. In person she looked even better. Her pussy was nicely groomed, the lips shaved and the triangle just a neatly trimmed patch of dark brown.
“Back on the floor next to this bitch.” I said and immediately she knelt down next to K. This time I grabbed her chin and pulled her face to look at me but I did not grab her nipple and pinch. “So, you want to serve your mistress and me?”
“Yes master I do.” She responded.
“Have they told you what to expect from me, slave?”
“Yes master, both my sister slave and my mistress have been very specific about what I can expect and what I need to do to please you.”
“Really? Then why don't you tell me what your understanding of serving me is.”
“Master, I have been told that if I serve you, any part of my body might be used or punished. I've been told to expect my anus and vagina and mouth to be used until they are sore. I've been told my back and butt may be beaten so that I will remember and feel the punishment days later. I've been told that what you will do to my nipples will teach me just how loud I can scream… if you allow me to scream. I have been told that you will not only be using this slave with your own large cock, but that you may choose to insert very large objects in any place you can make them fit. I've been told I will be performing with my sister slave in demeaning and humiliating ways for your pleasure as well as serving my Mistress in front of you for your entertainment. I've been told that even if my mistress approves my performance when I serve her that it must also meet your standards, or that you still might choose to punish me. I know that in your presence I will have no privacy unless you grant it, no pleasure unless you permit it and no rest until you allow it. You may choose to only use me for your pleasure, or to be punished while you take your pleasure elsewhere, and that I only exist to serve and to thank my master and mistress for whatever I receive.” She paused. “I tried to memorize what they told me I hope I didn't forget anything.” She finished.
“Well, you seem to have done a good job remembering slave, I must say, but I'm curious, from the way you talk it's clear that they addressed how a slave should speak, or possibly this is just your own innate ability?”
“They told me a lot of things and then asked me to practice in front of them. They said you would demand some changes, but rather than discuss them, they thought that could be my introduction to training.”
“Really? Now I would've thought they would do everything that they could and leave the training for those things left undone. Because of that I believe that during your training, when you fail to meet my expectations in this particular area, K shall be punished along with you. Unfortunately I cannot discipline your mistress, or I would.” I noticed their young mistress gave me a smirk at that, like ‘you wish’. Whether she had a submissive streak in her or not, I knew she'd never show it to me!
“Slave, I don't know what you find embarrassing to speak. Maybe saying vagina and anus is embarrassing to you. I suppose that would be a good start. However, refer to your vagina as your pussy, your anus as your asshole and your butt as your ass. You will be as vulgar, detailed and descriptive as possible at all times. Do you understand me whore?”
“Yes master.”
“It is not adequate to answer me with merely a ‘yes master’. You should always repeat what you're responding to in order to make it clear that you understand and to make it, depending on the statement, as humiliating as possible, regardless about how you feel about what you are saying. Let me give you an example. K., would you like me to shove something large and painful up your asshole?”
“Yes master, please shove something large and painful up my asshole.” K. responded nicely and appropriately for a submissive slave.
“Do you understand now bitch? You should know that unlike some of my other slaves, getting big things shoved up her ass is not a favorite of K. That does not stop her from begging for it and accepting whatever her Master chooses.”
“Yes master, this bitch understands.”
“Very good!” I said.
“What am I to call you?” I wondered aloud.
“Whatever you want to Master.” She responded.
“I know that bitch, that goes without saying. Since I refer to K as slave, I will call you bitch, or sometimes B for short, understand.”
“Yes Master.” She responded. I glared at her and then she immediately continued…. “Yes master, my slave name is Bitch.”
“Yes, that’s going to be a complicated one for you, because sometimes I may choose to call K a bitch, or you a whore, it's your job to know who I'm talking about at all times, and to respond appropriately.”
“Yes master. It’s this bitch’s job to know when to serve.” She responded. Interesting, I thought. She seemed to have potential.
I ordered K and Bitch on their knees next to each other on the floor in front of me. “Spread your legs.” I commanded, and they both did. I put one foot between each of their legs, K to the left and Bitch to the right, and raised my shoe to their pussies. I rubbed each foot across the pussy above it and when I lowered my feet both shoes were wet.
“Switch places!” I commanded, and Bitch and K moved so that Bitch was now by my left foot and K by my right. “Now slaves, clean my shoes!” K immediately got down and began to lick my right shoe. She knew enough to start at the wet spot left by bitch's pussy. Bitch hesitated, but understood once she saw what K was doing. I didn't know what K. and bitch had done together, so I did not know if this was their first taste of each other’s pussies, though I could not see how they had not been together many times before deciding to include me, but that really didn't matter. After lapping all the pussy off, they both knew to continue licking until they had done every inch of the shoe. Bitch seemed as thorough as K. I pulled my feet away and raised them and aimed the sole at their faces. K again, immediately leaned forward and started cleaning the bottom of my right shoe. This time Bitch hesitated a bit longer, and her young Mistress called out, “Bitch, are you in such a rush to see how hard your Master can punish?”
“I’m sorry Mistress. I’m sorry Master.” And she bent forward and began licking as well. I knew from my discussions with K that Bitch knew we had discussed limits and that they had told her she was safe. I was surprised she had hesitated for such a simple submissive task. Everyone has their own preferences and dislikes though, so I decided not to judge from that one thing. (I learned later from K that she thought I wore those shoes all the time and that she was concerned she could get sick. Their young mistress was very angry because she said she should have known from the way K immediately acted and from their discussions about safety that all was okay. I heard they punished her by making spend a weekend tied up watching K and Mistress play without letting her take part or even touch herself!)
“Enough.” I said. “Slave and bitch go sit on the couch next to each other.” They did as they were instructed, however, K crawled but Bitch started walking, and only got on her hands and knees when she saw K on the floor. “You’ll be punished for that shortly, Bitch.” I informed her.
“Yes master. I should be punished for that.” She responded. I went over to the young mistress and told her how I would like her to punish Bitch after I finished what I was doing.
“Slave K., Bitch, you look so good together I want you to be friendly with each other.” K turned to bitch and started stroking her face, then leaned to her and started to lightly kiss her lips, before really giving her a deep kiss as she leaned on her and put her arms around bitch and was now in the throes of a passionate embrace and kiss with her tongue deep into bitch’s mouth. Then she broke the kiss and started planting kisses on bitch’s face and neck until she worked her way down to B’s tits and started to tongue her nipples. I walked close to them and pulled B’s hair and looked into her eyes.
“Do you think it is K’s job to do everything? She’s not your lover, she’s our slave, like you, and if I command you both to make out, you both do your best, you don’t lie back and let her do what she wants to you. She is only doing it at my command, as you should be.”
“Yes Master, I’m sorry Master. I am inexperienced, but I know with your training and your punishment, I’ll do better.”
“It's good that you brought up punishment because I think it's time to taste your first dose of punishment from me. When I said that the young mistress exited the room to gather up what I had requested. She came back wearing a large strap on dildo over her leather shorts, and handed me a thin black dressage whip; one of my favorites yet also less severe than the cane. Then she handed me a pair of adjustable nipple clamps.
“Punishment from me includes by my own hand and by my direction. Your ass will be beaten personally by me with this whip. These clamps will be put on you, tightened and twisted by K. at my direction. Your mistress will use that large strap on to punish you as I and she may see fit. K tie the bitch’s hands behind her back for the first punishment.” K did as she was told and after her hands were tied behind her back I had B sit down on a chair.
“K. will now put those clamps on your nipples, and she will tighten them until I tell her to stop, no matter how much you scream, plead or beg. Understand, bitch?”
“Yes master. You'll hurt my nipples with those clamps until you're satisfied no matter how much I beg or scream.”
“Good.” I said as I walked over to her and thrust two fingers into her pussy. I raised them to her mouth and she just looked at them. Her mistress came over and grabbed her hair and pushed her forward so that my fingers went into her mouth. “You are very wet. It's good if punishment excites you because you'll be getting a lot from me.” I backed away and nodded to K. she placed the first clamp on B's right nipple and then the other on her left. Then she began tightening the first one she put on. Soon B started to moan, she closed her eyes tightly and pursed her lips. Then she bit her lower lip and finally cried out, “that hurts so much, please, oh, please!” K. had slowed the tightening considerably but still had not stopped. B started screaming and I tapped K. on the shoulder to stop. Then I motioned for her to loosen the clamp slightly. B. stopped screaming. K. moved on to the other nipple and clamp. We repeated this until that clamp was just as tight. While B. was moaning I said to K loud so B would hear through her moans, “twist the clamps and make bitch beg for mercy!” K. started twisting and B started screaming, and then began begging for mercy. I allow this to go on for many seconds before I decided to grant her request. I told K to remove the clamps, and once again B briefly cried out.
“How did that feel slave?” I asked.
“It hurt terribly master.” B answered.
“K., check her pussy.” I demanded. K. stuck two fingers into B's pussy.
“Very wet master.” K. responded and then licked her fingers clean.
“Tell me whore, did I tell you to lick your fingers clean?” I asked incredulously.
Instantly I could tell from the expression on K's face that she could not believe her faux pas.
“I’m so sorry Master!” She cried.
“The training around here seems very lax since I've been away.” I muttered. I looked to their young mistress who just looked down at the floor. “It’s a pity that someone with such a beautiful ass as you, and who obviously needs the discipline, will not submit to it.” I whuspered into the Mistresses ear. The mistress continued looking down but I saw she smiled.
“K., untie B, then tie her bent over your padded punishment bench. I would do it myself but I want to confer with your mistress about how I'm going to punish you as well.”
I went over to their young mistress and asked what she thought I should do to K. She said that it was up to me, and she apologized for K.'s mistake. It was true she said that the two of them alone engaged far more in sex and far less in D/s. The young mistress said she had trouble saying dominating things and coming up with intricate ways for K to serve. She was far better at simply punishing K. and then telling her how she wanted K to please her. That was one of the reasons why they asked me to be involved when they got the new slave. Their mistress then said quietly to me, “I do deserve to be punished,” but before I could say a word she held up her hand and continued, “But what you're thinking is not going to happen! However, I did not plan on being naked or engaging in sexual acts with the slaves in front of you, but I take back that caveat.” She unstrapped the dildo and laid it on the table. Then she pulled off her leather shorts and the black thong underneath. She undid her studded bra as well. She stood there completely naked in front of me, did a quick turn to show me her fine ass, then grabbed the dildo off the table and strapped the harness back on. There she stood, smooth and firm, naked, beautiful and with a big fat rubber cock jutting out.
Sad that the Mistress would not let me punish her, but excited that she was now naked and willing to have sex with the slaves, I said, “Okay. In a few minutes I'm going to beat bitch's ass. First we will punish K. a bit and teach bitch more about serving.” I said. I had K. get on her hands and knees in front of B’s face. This way B. could see everything even though she was tied down to the bench. Then I told the young mistress to get behind K and fuck her doggy style. She unceremoniously rammed that big fat cock into K’s waiting pussy. She fucked her hard and deep. I told her mistress to pull her cock out of K’s pussy and present it to B's mouth.
“Clean that cock.” I commanded.
“B started to suck it.” Before I could react the young mistress pulled on B’s hair to get her off the cock.
“I explained to you the difference between sucking and cleaning. I told you to imagine cleaning as if you had to lick Masters cum off the floor not like you’re giving a blowjob. You can’t suck the floor, can you? Yes eventually you'll suck the cock, but we specifically discussed how you begin to clean.” The young mistress sounded exasperated.
“While I am looking forward to being the first one to whip her today, I can see you need to punish her as well. You’ll have the chance very soon.” I said. I watched as B finally cleaned that cock properly. Then I said, “Soon you will service your master, and I have news for you if you think giving a blow job is just immediately sticking it deep in your mouth, you have a lot to learn. K. will be able to help with that lesson, by the way!”
“Now K. your mistress will abuse your asshole with that big fat cock. The only lubrication will be supplied by B's pussy so you'd better hope she managed to stay excited during all of this.” The mistress got behind B and rammed the cock into her pussy, as K's luck would have it; B's pussy was still wet. The mistress pulled out of B’s pussy and got behind K.
“K, beg your mistress for your punishment” I commanded.
“Please mistress, punish your slave whore, by torturing her asshole with that huge hard cock.”
“Of course slave. Maybe this will remind you to follow the orders of your master and mistress better.”
The young mistress rammed the cock up K’s ass quite roughly, and I could see from the expression on K's face that she was not only in pain but that she was also upset realizing her mistress was disappointed with the way she served before.
“Thank your mistress, for the punishment cunt!” I barked.
“Thank you mistress for hurting my asshole. Please punish your slave until you feel she's had enough. Break me mistress, make me suffer, make me beg for mercy… but show me none. I’m sorry your slave disappointed you. Please don't feel bad mistress.” Hearing this, the young mistress slowed down and was not pounding K.'s ass nearly as hard.
“That was very heartfelt K.! But why your mistress is going easy on a slave that has earned her punishment I cannot begin to fathom.” I sneered. The mistress upon realizing that she'd slowed down and was going easy and that it was evident to everybody, instantly rammed the cock hard and fast all the way up K's ass! K. let out a yelp! And her mistress ignored it and violated her asshole as hard, fast and deep as she could. Finally I said she'd had enough. When the mistress pulled the cock out of K's asshole, I handed her a paper towel to quickly wipe it and check it. She nodded that it was okay and I motioned for her to turn and offer it to B's mouth. “Clean this cock, and this time get it right!” The young mistress spat. B immediately started to lick the cock as best she could. I picked up the nipple clamps that K. had pulled off B. When she took them off they were adjusted very tightly. I handed them to K. and told her to put them on her own nipples. She did so and the look on her face told me they were immediately painful. I gave the adjustable screw on each clamp one full turn tighter! K. was breathing heavy and biting her lower lip and as I expected there were no complaints as she’d always been able to handle prodigious amounts of nipple torture. Then I took the dressage whip and stepped behind slave B.
“You will get 20 hard strokes B. After each stroke you will count out its number, thank your master, and then say ‘please punish this slave bitch’s ass harder’! If you make a mistake in the count or you fail to say everything and say it properly, we will begin the count over again. You got that slave?”
“Yes master. I understand. I will obey. I will count properly.” B responded.
“We shall see slave.” I said.
I raised the long, thin, black leather clad dressage whip and brought it down moderately hard across B’s ass. It made a lovely red line and she said: “One master thank you sir please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
When she asked so nicely, what else could I do, I raised the whip and brought it down harder that time! She gasped, took a deep breath and said, “Two master thank you sir please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
“Certainly slave, since you have been asking so nicely, I will punish your slave ass even harder!” I brought the whip down harshly across her cheeks. She cried out: “Three master thank you Sir! Please punish this slave bitch’s ass even harder!”
I did not make the lashes any harder as I knew she was still a novice slave. I did give her all 20 strokes however, and it was clear she was finding this whip extremely painful.
“Now your Mistress will give you the same treatment she gave K, and if you take it like the whore you are and as K did, we can move on to more pleasant pursuits. If you have trouble handling it, we will spend the next hour training your asshole to better take abuse. Understand slave?” I asked.
“Yes Master. Mistress, please violate my asshole with that big, fat cock and make me beg and scream from the torture.” B begged.
“It will be my pleasure,” Their Mistress said as she smiled and positioned herself behind the welted and red striped ass of slave B. As with K, Mistress started with B’s pussy to lubricate the shaft. Then she slowly b pressed the head against B’s asshole. B moaned immediately, and began to squeal and writhe. It was clear she was neither used to such a big phallus invading her backdoor nor as able to handle the pain as K. Though clearly in pain, B never begged her Mistress for mercy. I wondered if this experience would open her ass for my fucking it later, or just make it tender and more painful when I used her later. We would see! Anyway, her mistress gave me a look like ‘this bitch is hurting, is that long enough for the punishment?’ and I nodded that it was. She pulled the cock out of B’s ass and wiped it with a paper towel. Then the mistress asked me, “Master, who should clean the cock this time?”
“As much as our Bitch needs the experience, it seems only fair that K clean it. Crawl over to your Mistress K and clean Bitch’s ass off that cock.” K crawled over and immediately went to work, first licking, then sucking it clean. I grabbed K by the hair and yanked her away from the cock: “Do you like the taste of our Bitch’s ass?” I asked.
“Yes Master, I love the taste of that Bitch’s ass.” K answered.
“All right. As much as I enjoy punishing slaves, there are many other things I want to do now. Besides, I am quite sure you will earn many more punishments with the auspicious start you got off to today.” When I said this I noticed their young Mistress looked down at the floor. She believed I was critical of her domination and training, but my critical comments were an excuse to punish, and I believe, I also used them as an opportunity to try to get her to accept punishment as well. Though this was really just a fantasy of mine, remarkably, though she would not accept a whipping or spanking from me---it did get her naked and willing to engage in sex with her slaves for my entertainment, when she had admitted no such intention. I planned on enjoying that opportunity while it lasted.
With both slaves untied and kneeling on either side of their lovely young mistress, I announced:
“With your lovely Mistress standing right where she is, but with her legs spread a bit more, I want K behind her burying her beautiful face between the cheeks of your Mistresses lovely ass. Bitch, you will have the honor of kneeling in front of her and eating your Mistresses pussy. Both you and K had better keep your asses high while kneeling because I plan on fucking both of you while you attend to your Mistress. I’ll fuck your pussy or asshole, whichever I feel like and whichever is more accessible. That will be your assholes by the way, if you don’t raise them high enough to give me access to your pussies as well. Since you will once again be the only source of lubrication before any anal sex, I suggest you make sure I can get to your pussies easily! Now, while I get undressed, start serving your Mistress!”
K got behind her and Bitch got in front and they both began to slowly work their mouths on their Mistresses lovely lower half. I stripped off my jeans and black tee shirt and my shoes and socks and stood there naked with an erection as hard as a rock. I’d been swollen and aching throughout all the wonderful activities I had witnessed, orchestrated and performed today, and I was anxious to get some relief, though I was going to try not to rush!

Encouraging a Public Display of Affection!

2010-07-04T20:55:00.000-07:00

I remember one of the few times I was able to get M and Kayla together. For a variety of reasons my favorite combination was M with S, mainly because S was the only submissive I knew who could convincingly dominate another woman. However, when Kayla and M were together this presented interesting possibilities because these were the 2 slaves with the most affinity to doing things in public. Before we engaged heavily in D/s, I had already had sex with M in some semi-public spaces. We had sex one evening at the Jersey shore underneath a restaurant on a boardwalk that was full of diners. We had sex several times on secluded hiking trails and she was spanked and whipped over boulders and fallen trees on those trails many times. Kayla loved sex in bathrooms of public places, in cars and in out of the way spots in a house or apartment during crowded parties. I told them both I would be taking the three of us away for the weekend. We were going to a beach community about 70 miles away. It was late summer, the beach was still open but it was after Labor Day and there were no lifeguards. We knew this meant the area would not be particularly crowded.
I told them what I wanted them to pack and we were off. When we arrived the inn we were staying reserved a lovely suite with a king size bed as I had requested. It was the afternoon and I told them we would be going to the beach. We grabbed a blanket, suntan lotion and a couple of water bottles. They each wore a bikini as I had instructed, Kayla, who was younger than M and more toned, always wore bikinis, but M only wore them with me because I insisted. Kayla had brought a regular bikini but also the thong bikini that I had instructed. M said she forgot to pack the thong bikini I had bought her, but we all suspected she did this on purpose. Because M was not wearing a thong bikini Kayla insisted she not as well. I gave in to this easily, and then Kayla wanted to know why I was not angry with M and her for disappointing me. I told them they would see. When they started badgering me with questions, I decided to get them off the subject by announcing M would be punished for forgetting her thong bikini. She was to be whipped and then have to wear a large sized butt plug up her ass under her bikini. She was concerned the plastic end of the butt plug would stick out and be obvious under her bikini and was very embarrassed. However, when she saw I brought along one that had a thin end that slid easily between her cheeks and left almost no outline through her bikini bottom she was relieved. Then she was concerned that the whip I chose would wrap around her hips and leave marks visible outside the area covered by her bikini and I told her instead of the whip, I would a wooden paddle and keep the marks confined to the center of her cheeks. Both of them became suspicious of my easily accommodating nature. Kayla was particularly suspicious so I told her she had earned a paddling and butt plug also. She was annoyed but did not argue as she was not looking to incur an even more severe punishment. I had them both bend over, grab their ankles, and I took turn giving each of them swats. I made them count for each other. Whenever M got a stroke, Kayla had to count the number out loud, then say “Thank you Master for beating that slave whore’s ass.” And when M counted out Kayla’s strokes, she had to count the number and then say “Thank you Master for beating that slave bitch’s ass.”
Soon their asses were brick red and slightly bruised. I inserted the butt plug and then they put on their bikinis. We grabbed the bag and walked down the block. When we got to the beach area, they started to understand what I was thinking. There was a big sign that said ‘CLOTHING OPTIONAL BEACH. NO CHILDREN ALLOWED.’
They both looked at each other and I could imagine what they were thinking: “what is he going to make us take off? What will people see? “ Now, if they really thought about me, they should have also been thinking: What will he make us do on an adult beach with no children nearby?!!
So we got on the beach and laid out the blanker. There were people spread out sporadically. Mostly young girl’s together in groups going topless, and some young couples wearing full bathing suits.
As I sat on the blanket I told them they should remain standing. I informed them that they would be going completely nude this day, and if either of them gave me any trouble they would treat all the bystanders to a free spanking show right there and then on the beach. They hesitated, and then Kayla began to take off the top of her bathing suit.
“No. No.” I said as I held out a hand motioning her to stop. “M will strip first. However, the way we will be doing it, is that you Kayla will take off M’s bathing suit, and then M will return the favor by stripping you! After you are both naked, do not sit until I tell you. If any of the other people on the beach have the interest or opportunity, I want them to see that you have both been naughty slaves that needed your asses paddled, and maybe if their eyesight is good, they will even notice you are such unruly slaves that you needed to have butt plugs shoved up your assholes also!”
They did not move until I told Kayla to take off M’s bikini top. M started to turn her back to Kayla, but I told her to stay facing Kayla and to look into her eyes and smile so that everyone on the beach would know how appreciative she was for Kayla’s help. M did as she was told but I noticed she was not really smiling. Kayla grabbed the top of her suit and M raised her arms and Kayla lifted it off her. Then I told Kayla to get on her knees in front of M, and then lower the bottom of M’s suit slowly. Kayla dropped to her knees in front of M and hey both looked very nervous. I realized they had reached a point already where they wondered what I would do next. While I was always open to pushing the limits of their submission and modesty, I was also aware I did not want us to get arrested or thrown off the beach!
“Well,” I began, “pull down her suit!” Kayla began to lower M’s suit, her face mere inches from M’s round hips and beautiful pussy. When she brought the suit down to the ground, M quickly stepped out of it so as not to drag this out any longer then she needed to. Kayla, who enjoyed being on her knees, and would usually wait until I gave her next command before moving, immediately stood up perhaps before I could command her to give M’s pussy a little kiss!
“You're lucky I chose a pretty big butt plug. A small one might have slid right out of your asshole when she pulled down your bikini and then everyone on the beach might have thought you should have made it to the bathroom!” I could see M's face turning red, and she stood still with her butt cheeks clenched. She must've been thinking that the entire beach could see her well beaten ass as well as the end of the butt plug between her cheeks. She seemed afraid to move perhaps because she was afraid the plug would fall out, but I had chosen fairly large butt plugs specifically so that they would not be able to just fall out on the beach.
Kayla has pretty large firm breasts and I noticed that M was standing pretty far from Kayla so as not to brush against her in any way. Seeing this I told M to get nice and close to Kayla and when her bare nipples were practically touching the top of Kayla’s bikini I told Kayla to lift her arms and for M to lift Kayla’s bikini top off. Since Kayla’s a little taller than M, I knew when it was time to pull the suit top off Kayla’s raised arms, M would have to lean in even closer, and try as she might, M could not help but press her tits against Kayla’s. It was a beautiful sight! Then I told Kayla to turn around and face her back to M. For some reason I wanted Kayla facing the other way. Maybe because when M was undressed, I think her ass being her most attractive body part after her face and hair should be what was exposed to the beach crowd. Kayla’s ass was smaller and less round, and clearly for the crowd her large firm breasts would be her best feature. Also, I always liked to see M’s face near another woman’s naked ass! I told M to position herself again so she was mere inches form Kayla’s body, on her knees this time, and had M lower the bottom of her suit. The moment Kayla stepped out of it M began standing and Kayla stepped away, again seeming to fear what I might have them do in that position if they lingered! M asked me if I was going to need help with my suit.
“I’m not taking my suit off just yet, or even pulling off these shorts I’m wearing over them.” I responded. “You see, at the moment I have a rock hard erection and I think it would not be appropriate to expose it. At some point I will need to find a place for you two to take care of this, so that I can more appropriately present myself.”
Then I said, “Sunscreen. You both need sunscreen ALL OVER. The sun can be a hazard for a couple of nude sunbathing fans like you!” I smiled but they did not seem to share the joke. “M, you can apply the sunscreen to Kayla first. Don’t miss a spot—you certainly don’t want to be punished right here on the beach!” The girls looked at each other apprehensively. “Since Kayla prefers to shave completely, against my preferences, we need to be careful she does not burn there. So be sure to apply plenty of sunscreen to around her pussy to make up for the lack of pubic hair. You don’t have to do her pussy lips since the lotion might be irritating.” They both looked very worried but Kayla sat down with her back to M and said, “Do my back first.” M kneeled behind her and began applying the sunscreen. Kayla suddenly turned to me and begged, “Master, I understand what you want and I promise we will do a good job rubbing the lotion into each other’s back and ass, but please, please Master let us put it on our own tits and pussy!” Then M chimed in, “Yes Master please, PLEASE!” M implored. It was M that convinced me. As much as Kayla was sincere, I felt she seemed calm enough that she could handle the embarrassment but it was clear that rubbing lotion all over the intimate areas of another naked woman on a public beach might be too much for M.
“Very well.” I said, sounding reluctant. “But you will both be severely punished for this later, and don’t expect to make a habit of begging to get out of things now that you see I gave in. And definitely don’t think I plan on making a habit out of letting you off the hook!” They both smiled in obvious relief. M, seemed to loosen up a little and did a nice slow massaging application of lotion to Kayla’s back. Then Kayla laid on her belly and M sat on the side, next to her, and did her lower back, ass and back of her legs, equally slowly and sensually. I suspect M was afraid if I disapproved f the job she did, I might rethink my decision. Next it was M’s turn to have the lotion put on. As I have mentioned in previous posts, though none of my slaves ever showed a particular affinity or affection for any of the others, some of them, like S had fantasies of being with other women, and some like K and Kayla, had more than fantasies---they had intentions to be with other women whether they had met me or not. K was with her young female Mistress, and out of deference to her, requested that she not serve with any other women, but Kayla used her submission to me as a gateway to bisexual experiences as well as D/s ones. So, when it was time for Kayla to put the lotion on M, she told M, “lay on your stomach and I’ll do your back.” M lay down on her stomach, and Kayla straddled M’s lower back, bringing her pussy in contact with M’s back. M seemed a little surprised because I had not given specific directions for this and M never would have sat her naked body on another woman without being commanded to do so. Now Kayla and M had only been together twice before. It was twice during the last 2 weeks, for a few hours each time. I did that so they could be familiar with each others bodies before this trip that I had planned. They were new to each other, and it was the first time the Kayla had ever been with a woman, so Kayla seemed as uncomfortable and apprehensive as M. also Kayla was not a big fan of M., because she knew I’d had a long-standing relationship with M and would never have met Kayla except that M and I had been apart for some time, before M had come back and said she wanted to try the relationship again as my complete and total slave. So M never expected Kayla to take any kind of initiative when it came to having any sort of physical contact with M. But there Kayla was sitting on M's back slowly rubbing suntan lotion with a slow and sensuous massage, taking advantage of this opportunity to interact with another woman. Kayla slowly dragged her pussy against M’s ass as she went lower down M’s back with her hands. She could've just raised herself a little and moved down, but she clearly preferred to do it that way. Soon she was sitting with her pussy right on the heel of one of M.'s feet, while granting the other ankle and spreading M’s legs apart. She began to massage lotion into and M’s ass cheeks and upper thighs. She had spread M's legs to get to her inner thighs. I could see M was lost in the feelings of the wonderful massage, because her eyes were closed and she was rhythmically moving her foot, massaging Kayla’s pussy with her foot motions. I guess that was her way of saying thank you. I guess she could tell from the way Kayla was acting that she'd appreciate it.
When they were done they both sat up and took some lotion and did their own breasts, and rest of their bodies as I had said they could. Then they both helped put lotion on whatever was exposed of me.
After we had laid there a while, I noticed the crowd on the beach, which was small to begin with, had thinned out a bit. There was a young couple lying on towels about 50 feet from us, the girl was topless and the boy’s erection was obvious, and they were kissing passionately.
M and Kayla were both lying on their backs, eyes closed, sunning themselves, one on either side of me. I nudged them both and gestured towards the couple. They looked, then moved in close to me and both said almost simultaneously, “you want to be doing that?”
To which I answered, “not exactly.” Immediately I saw a little fear creep into M’s eyes, Kayla did not look worried, but was looking around; probably trying to decide if there was any reason she would not be willing to do what I was thinking. Obviously she decided that there was no pressing reason not to because all she said was: “I'll do whatever you want sir." Kayla liked calling me sir, and preferred to do it public. When she heard this, M looked at Kayla, then stared into my eyes and said, “whatever you command I'll do Master.”
I stood up and told them the slide next to each other. Then I sat down next to them and told them “be friendly”. I laid there looking into each other's eyes and then Kayla made the first move. She leaned towards M and I could see M. close her eyes as Kayla's lips gently touched hers. They kissed lightly at first, then a little bit more aggressively. Their lips were parted but I could see neither had ventured a tongue into the other’s mouth. Finally, Kayla put an arm over M’s side and pulled her close as she darted her tongue between M’s lips. I whispered in M’s ear “put your arm around Kayla, because if I have to place your arm for you you’ll be feeling up her ass in front of this crowd.” Without breaking from the kiss M brought her arm around Kayla as well. There they were lying naked on their sides, hugging tightly as they kissed, the surf in the background, a cool breeze playing over the sandy beach. It was a beautiful sight.
I did not want to do anything vulgar in public so I wasn't going to actually check, but I asked them if they're pussies were wet. Kayla said her pussy was. M. said she didn't know. I said, “Really? Do you want me to make you check right here, right now?”
“Please no Master…. It’s wet.”
”I thought you didn't know?”
“I'm sorry Master.”
“You'll be punished for that as well. “

We had brought water bottles and I kept reminding the girls to drink so as not to become dehydrated. Eventually Kayla asked for permission to go to the bathroom. I did not grant it at first. After a while; “Please Master, I really have to pee!” She begged. I looked at M.
“What about you?” I asked as I pressed her lower abdomen. Usually this was enough to make her have to go when she did not realize she had to. “Yes Master, I need to go too.”
“Fine let’s go to the bathroom and from there we will go back to the suite. Let’s get our stuff together. “ I said. I noticed M looked a little apprehensive and I realized she was obviously paying close attention to what I was saying. She probably wanted to ask me why I said we would go to the bathroom before returning to the suite when the suite was so close, but was afraid to ask in case that was just a misstatement/. We gathered up our stuff, they put on their bathing suits, and we started walking. They both probably noticed I was taking a different route back. I took them under the boardwalk and we went to the left end where there were bushes. We reached a dead end behind the bushes. I did not expect a dead end but I did notice the privacy of the bushes, but this was even better. We could hear some people laughing up above us on the boardwalk. From what I remembered seeing on the boardwalk, there was a cold drink stand right above us. “Okay slaves; remove your suits and pee.” M looked at me very scared, where Kayla started removing the bottom of her suit. I had threatened to make Kayla pee outside as a punishment before because she is more interested in public humiliation, but I had never actually done it. M saw I was not budging and that Kayla had removed her suit, so she finally removed the bottom of hers as well.
“Face each other and crouch.” I commanded. They did, but seemed too close. “Although you are obviously ready, we can save peeing on each other for another time! Move about 3 feet further apart!” I commanded. They moved and then crouched again. Kayla’s stream began to flow first as she was less nervous. M seemed unable. “Slave, no one has walked by yet, but the longer we are here the more likely someone will take a peek. The longer this takes you may end up eve more embarrassed!” M closed her eyes and concentrated, and finally the stream began. I pulled some tissues from my shorts pocket and handed two to Kayla, who had finished first. When M was finally done I gave them to her also. They dried themselves and put on their suits and we began walking again. As we walked towards the suite, I asked, “So what are you two thinking?”
“I’m hot Master.” Kayla said.
“I’m sweating too.” M said.
“No, I’m hot! Wet. Excited.” Kayla directed at M, then continued answering my question, “This day has been wild! I used to only fantasize things like this until I met you.”
“I learn and experience new things with you everyday Master. Today was no exception.” M answered.
“I am pleased you are pleased Kayla. As for you M, I believe that was a politically correct way of saying you do things for me you would not otherwise do. I know that, and appreciate your submission, and never take it for granted!” I answered them both.
We walked back to the inn. When we got back to the room I told them to get undressed, do anything they need to do, as soon they'd be taking a shower. They both used the bathroom and finally stood before me naked. I told them both to get into the shower. They turned on the water and got in and I handed shower gel , some wash cloths and a sponge to M. “you can start by washing Kayla. If I were you I wouldn't miss any spots because I think you've already earned enough punishment for one day!”
M. seemed to hesitate at first and then appeared to make the decision to shower Kayla is if she was washing herself. I knew this because I often like to watch my slaves in the shower and they usually find it exciting and embarrassing, and I knew what M's routine in the shower was by now. She started at the top by shampooing Kayla's hair. This was not easy because Kayla's a little taller than M. After her hair she used the washcloth to do Kayla's face. Then she put some gel on the sponge and went behind Kayla and did her back. She brought the soapy sponge over Kayla's ass and then kneeled and did her legs and feet. She went in front to Kayla, put more soap on the sponge and then started on her shoulders then skipped down to her belly, and then did the outside of her thighs, calves and back to her feet. She looked at me, then put more gel on the sponge, did not actually look at Kayla, and began to run the soapy sponge across Kayla's breasts. She then quickly ran it lightly over Kayla's midsection and then looked at me. She knew she'd missed some spots of course, you knew she was just going to get more punishment, but it seemed she couldn't bring herself to finish the job without direct commands from me.
“Obviously my slave bitch is anxious to earn as much punishment as possible today. You missed a few spots slave. Take the washcloth and put some soap on it.” When she did so I instructed Kayla to turn around. “Now wash this slave's pussy properly. Then get to work on her ass. I know you know how to do it right. I've seen you clean your own ass and pussy bitch. I plan on using this whore later, and I take it as a personal attack that you wouldn't make sure she was as clean as possible for me.”
“I'm sorry Master. I didn't think about it that way. I'll do better and I know I'll deserve any terrible punishment you choose for me.” M then very thoroughly cleaned Kayla’s pussy and ass. I could see her really work her finger wrapped in the washcloth deep up Kayla's asshole. Then I grabbed the sponge and handed it to Kayla, along with another washcloth and told her to take good care of M as I planned to use her very well later also. Kayla didn't really need any prompting. It was clear she would like to be serving a mistress as well as a master. In the thorough and careful yet gentle manner then she took care of M, I can imagine that she was fantasizing about her being her mistress instead of a fellow slave. Once she was done cleaning M, I left the sponge in Kayla's hands, handed the washcloth to M, and then I undressed and stepped under the shower stream. Together they cleaned me from head to toe. Then as we rinsed off under the shower spray, I told them both to get on their knees. I had the erection so long I was aching to cum. I told Kayla to get behind me and lick my asshole and had M. kneel before me and lick my balls and suck my cock until I shot my load in her face. I was thinking of having them switch places a couple of times, but the reality was that Kayla's mouth was fairly small and no matter how much training was also unskilled. M. was much better at giving blow jobs and I wanted to cum pretty quick so I could move on to the punishment and the other things I had planned to get me and the girls ready to cum many times throughout the next few hours.
We got out of the tub and I told them to dry me off, and then instructed them to dry each other off. I handed them collars and cuffs and told them to put them on each other. When they were done I handed them the suitcase filled with punishment implements and told them to lay them all out.
“The way I see it, you both earned a pretty severe punishment for your request that I should change what I planned out on the beach. However, and has earned additional punishment for needing extra prompting from her master.” I pulled out a long fat double headed dildo. Stand on each end of this and each of you start deep throating it. I watched one end get swallowed inches down my lovely slave M’s throat. Kayla was having more difficulty. As I said her mouth was small, and she also had difficulty getting past the pain of using it aggressively on large things.
“Don't worry.” I said. This is not a task that you would be judged on and punished for. It was really to help lubricate these huge shafts for the next stage. So your pussy may pay for your limitations bitch!”
I had them get on their hands and knees facing away from each other. I slid the wet end into M's pussy, and the other end roughly into Kayla’s. “Now fuck that,” I commanded. They both gyrated back and forth, fucking there's and the other girls pussy as well. “Very good.”, I said, “doesn't seem much like punishment does it?”
“I'm sure this isn't the last stop for these things.” M said.
“Why M, however did you guess?” I said as I grabbed the middle of the huge dildo and told them to stop moving. “That was fun to watch, but now it gets really interesting.” As I mentioned M is both incredibly turned on and fearful of anal pain. All the time I knew her, her asshole was always just as tight and though she it excited her greatly, anything that I stuck up there also hurt. Now Kayla likes anal too, she doesn't get off on it as strongly as M, but she is also able to relax more and straightforward anal sex is not painful for her, and butt plugs are only mildly so. I could see she was looking at this huge dildo with trepidation. It would hurt M more but she would get more wet and turned on. It would hurt Kayla less, but I could already see she was worried about whether she could handle it. I told them to continue kneeling on their hands and knees facing away from each other, and then I got between them, and started by using one hand to spread M’s cheeks, while with the other I worked the huge head of the dildo into her asshole. She let out a gasp and pushed her face down onto the carpeted floor. “Backup.” I told Kayla. When she was at the right position I told her to stop. Again, I used one hand to spread her cheeks and the other to start pushing the dildo up her ass. She bit her lower lip and started grunting as the dildo began to penetrate.
“Okay the name of this game is “you're my bitch’. The object is to fuck each other's asshole and to make sure you get more dildo up your ass and be the deepest ass fucked bitch. I think this will be a lot of fun to watch. The winner gets the deepest ass fucking , but as the winner they also get serviced by the loser. The loser will then become your bitch! She'll do whatever you say, and you get to punish her too! Of course, after you punish the loser she will gladly thank you for the punishment and beg for more. Now, during the contest you may touch your pussy or whatever you want, you can spread your cheeks wider if you want, but you can't touch the dildo or directly interfere with it in any way. Okay. I recommend your starting position be high up on your hands and knees. This should put you in the right position for your asshole to get as many inches as possible, and may the most obedient ass win! Get ready. Get set. FUCK THOSE ASSHOLES!”
They both started gyrating back and forth fiercely. Seconds later Kayla reached between her legs and started rubbing her pussy. Amazingly, most of that huge long dildo had disappeared up those two obedient slaves asses. Finally I said: “Stop, and don’t move!” They stop suddenly. I took a thin marker and marked the very spot where the dildo entered each girl's asshole. I have to admit that I thought the likely winner would be Kayla. But when we measured, there was 7 inches up M.'s ass, but only 5 1/4 up Kayla's.
I extended my hand to M and helped her stand up. “Good job M! Now, Kayla's your bitch and you are her mistress. Do you understand that Kayla?”
“Yes Master. Please use me mistress.” Kayla said.
“Yes M, use her well, and punish her too if the mood strikes, just don't disappoint me!” I handed M. a leash. She looked at Kayla kneeling on the floor. M looked nervous. Interestingly, since Kayla wanted to be with other women she probably didn't mind losing. But M, while not interested in women, was so out of her element having to dominate someone else, that I bet she wished she'd lost and just had to serve Kayla for a while. She walked over to M. and bent over attached a leash. She started walking away and said “come here bitch” and tugged on the leash. She walked into the bedroom Kayla crawling obediently behind. I followed. M. got onto the bed on her knees with her ass facing Kayla. “Kiss my ass slave!” M commanded almost convincingly. Kayla did as she was told. She planted kisses all over M.'s cheeks. “Now lick my ass, whore.” Kayla spread M’s cheeks and started to lick her asshole. “Slave!” M cried out, “I said my ass. I did not command you nor give you permission to clean my asshole!”
“I'm sorry mistress.”
“You will be punished before you finish making me cum bitch. Bend over the end of the bed.” Kayla bent over the end of the bed. M came to me and asked how she could punish Kayla. You may use three instruments on her. Hurt her as much as you see fit, use how I punish my slaves as a guide.”
M. gathered up her instruments of punishment . She placed them next to Kayla on the bed so she could see what was going to be done to her. M had clearly learned well from the way I dominated her, as this is how she proceeded:
M held up the first instrument and asked Kayla what it was.
“That's a leather bullwhip mistress.” Kayla responded.
“Yes it is. What do you think I'm going to do with it?”
“Whip my ass and back until I scream and beg for mercy.” Kayla answered.
“Very good slave. And what's this?” She asked as she held up the next item.
“It's a big rubber cock mistress.”
“What do you think I'm going to do with that?”
“Since I am to be punished, I believe it's going to be going up my ass, probably also until I scream and beg for mercy.”
“Quite right slave. You may consider it help for the next contest. Your asshole obviously needs more training.” Then M. picked up the last item.
“And what is this slave whore?” She asked Kayla.
“Nipple clamps mistress.”
“What kind bitch?”
“Adjustable ones mistress.”
“Very good slave. What do you think I’m going to do with those?”
“Torture my nipples mistress, no doubt until I scream and beg for mercy.”
“Quite right slave. Do you know why I chose these adjustable clamps?
“No mistress.”
“I chose adjustable ones so that no matter how much tit torture you can handle, I can make sure to give you much more pain than that!” M answered.
“I understand Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”
I was amazed at how good a job M. was doing. She'd certainly heard, seen and felt my do all these things, and I knew she was intelligent, but I did not think she had the ability to push through her natural inhibitions and inclinations.
M came to me and asked how she could tie down Kayla for punishment and I told her where I put some silk ties in the suitcase. Before long Kayla was tied down tight and M., after roughly fucking Kayla's mouth and pussy with the large rubber cock started abusing Kayla's asshole mercilessly with it. It had to already be pretty sore from the butt plug on the beach and the ‘you’re my bitch’ contest afterward, so this had to be pretty tough for Kayla to take. I was impressed by the cruelty M was able to show towards Kayla. Clearly M. was not enjoying sharing her Master! I was also impressed by Kayla's ability to submit to the whims of M, rather than protest to her Master the amount of anal punishment she was receiving today.
Then M stuck her ass in Kayla’s face, while leaving the big rubber cock completely rammed up Kayla’s asshole and said: "Now you may lick my asshole slave. Make it feel good and perhaps I will go easier on you with my next punishment.”
Kayla was tied bent over the bed with her face buried between the cheeks of M’s ass, as she knelt on the bed in front of Kayla. I walked over and spread M’s cheeks further apart so I could watch Kayla’s tongue serve M’s asshole. She was doing a very eager and thorough job!
Finally M moved from Kayla’s face and said, “Not bad slave. Now while I torture your nipples I’ll do my best not to make them bleed as a reward for the quality of your ass worship. You really are an excellent asshole cleaning slave.”
I had to admire M’s ability to verbally humiliate Kayla. I wondered, since I knew Kayla was happy to serve a Mistress, but might not appreciate that Mistress being M, if she was enjoying herself. I walked up behind her and shoved two fingers into her pussy. It was hot and soaking wet.
“You are a very wet ass licking whore aren’t you?” I said not waiting for an answer, but thrusting my wet fingers into Kayla’s mouth. She sucked them clean and after I pulled them out of her mouth she said, “Yes Master, I am a very wet ass licking whore!”
Then I brushed past M and pinched her butt, “And you have turned out to be quite the Mistress you ass fucking, slave humiliating bitch!”
“I’m glad you’re pleased Master.” M said.
“Pleased?! You guys are making my cock throb! I plan on fucking the two of you all night long, stopping only to dish out the rest of your punishment!”
M untied Kayla, then had her sit in a straight backed chair and clipped her two wrist cuffs together behind her back. M leaned down and began to massage and play with Kayla’s big nipples. Then she started to squeeze them and Kayla started to moan. When Kayla’s nipples were hard M snapped a clamp on Kayla’s left nipple first. They must have been adjusted pretty tight already because Kayla gasped and shut her eyes tight. Then M snapped the other clamp on the right nipple. Kayla cried out.
“Are these tight? M asked as she twisted the clamps.
Kayla screeched, “Yes Mistress. Very tight, Oh!”
“What will you do when I make them tighter slave?” M asked.
“I will suffer for you Mistress, and scream for you.” Kayla responded.
“You do want me to tighten them, don’t you slave?”
“Yes Mistress.” Kayla gasped, “Please tighten the clamps and hurt your bitch even more.”
I could see M was not sure what she should do. She was talking the talk, but could she really tighten the clams when Kayla was in so much pain already? M made her decision. She reached out and grabbed the clamps and twisted them again. Kayla gasped and moaned,
You know bitch, I promised I wouldn’t make your nipples bleed because you’re such a good ass licker and tightening the clamps might break that promise. I’ll have to be satisfied just twisting them.”
“Yes Mistress, please twist them. She gasped.
M decided she was finished with the clamps and roughly yanked them off both Kayla’s nipples at the same time and Kayla cried out when she did. Then M started to squeeze and pinch Kayla’s nipples and it was clearly very painful and then Kayla said, “Thank you Mistress for hurting my nipples.”
“You’re welcome slave.” Then M reached behind Kayla and unclipped the wrist cuffs. “Your punishment is almost over slave. After I whip you it will be time for you to eat my pussy until I cum a few times all over your face.”
Kayla moaned when she heard M say that, “I can’t wait to serve you Mistress. I want my tongue up your pussy while your juice is running down my chin.” Kayla said this while she was lightly massaging her raw nipples. M looked at me when she heard this, and I could tell she was thinking something---then she did something unexpected---for M---just one of many unexpected things that day---she touched her pussy, thrust two fingers inside herself, pulled them out of her own pussy and offered them at Kayla’s mouth. Kayla’s stuck her tongue out and licked them, then started to kiss M’s fingers, then wrapped her mouth around them. Thank you Mistress, your pussy tastes wonderful. Please let me bury my face between your legs.”
“Of course whore, as soon as you’ve been properly whipped!” M responded. Kayla looked disappointed.
“Did you expect to get out of a whipping just by begging to eat your Mistresses pussy?” M asked.
“Of course not Mistress. I just cannot wait to taste your juice as it drips from your beautiful pussy. I would never ask you to not punish this slave’s ass. Please Mistress, whip me Mistress, whip my back and my ass, and hurt me. Make me scream under your lash and beg to eat your pussy, Mistress.”
“That’s much better slave! Now lay spread eagle on your stomach on the bed, and after I secure your wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed, I will grant your request to be whipped until you scream and beg. However,…” M began as she walked back to the suitcase, took something out then returned to Kayla laying on the bed waiting to be tied. “Since we are in an inn we can’t scream too much,” then M showed Kayla the big ball gag she took from the suitcase. “We will use this during the most severe part of your whipping.” Kayla obediently opened her mouth.
“Not yet slut.” M said as she took the ball gag and started to rub her pussy with it until it was wet and slippery. “Now it is ready! This way while I beat you, you can do more than just imagine eating my pussy, right?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you.” Kayla said then once again obediently opened her mouth and M inserted the large ball gag that was particularly tough for Kayla who, as I mentioned, had a smallish mouth that was not very flexible. I could tell it stretched her mouth painfully. I was impressed by how much Kayla was taking this day, and I believe serving a woman, and not wanting to appear weak in front of a woman whom she still was in competition with for the attention of their Master, all contributed to her fine performance.
“Now slave, I am going to beat your back and ass fiercely until the backside of your body is covered in red stripes and welts. You may scream into your gag as much as you like. Then I will slow it down and take individual strokes with all my strength. For those we will free your mouth so you can tell me how much you appreciate the beating, how much more you want to be punished and you can thank me properly. DO you understand slave?” M asked and Kayla could only respond by shaking her head.
M stepped into position and chose a three foot long stiff leather bullwhip. She chose my shortest bullwhip because she must have noticed it was my favorite choice as it gave a painful lash yet was small enough to be aimed precisely. She lifted it high and brought it down with a lot of force across Kayla’s firm round butt. It left a beautiful red line across both cheeks of her ass. She raised it and brought it down again, and again, and again, and again. Her ass was covered by five beautiful lines and she was taking advantage of the gag to scream into it. I have known more than one slave that enjoyed screaming, and actually more than one woman who enjoyed screaming during orgasm separate from S&M, but it is rare that they have the opportunity to do it where, when and as loud as they like. Gags can help sometimes. M started on Kayla’s back, about 10 strokes, but clearly much softer than how she had been flailing her ass, but f course her back was much more sensitive so it probably hurt as much. Then she went back to her ass and gave her ten strokes one right after the other, than five to her back, softer but just as rapidly. Then, after 10 more to her ass, M stopped, put down the whip and unbuckled the ball gag and slipped it out of Kayla’s mouth.
“Thank you Mistress for beating your slave. You are clearly showing me no mercy, thank you.” Kayla said as soon as the gag came out.
“Your welcome slave. Now after each stroke you will count the number and say, “Thank you Mistress. Please beat my ass harder. Got that?”
“Yes Mistress.”
M brought the whip down on Kayla’s ass very hard!
“One thank you Mistress. That hurt so much! Please whip my ass even harder Mistress. Please!”
“Oh slave, that was excellent. And you begged so nicely, I have to oblige and beat you even harder!” M said. She raised the whip and brought it down on Kayla’s ass as hard as she could. Kayla cried out, then took a breath and said, “Oh Mistress thank you for beating me even harder. My ass is on fire. Please whip me again!”
“Of course slave, and because you forgot to count, let us start at one again.” M did that just to sound cruel because she never specified how many strokes she was going to give Kayla, so it did not meant much to start over when she was just going to decide how many to give as she went along. M raised the whip and brought it down much softer on Kayla’s back.
“One thank you Mistress. It hurts so much when you whip my back Mistress, thank you. Please make me scream and beg for Mercy Mistress. Whip me harder, please!”
“I think you are right slave. You needn’t count or thank me anymore after each stroke as you won’t be able to keep up. Just say…what comes naturally!”
M raised the whip and began to rain down lashes across Kayla’s ass and back, mostly across her ass. Kayla buried her face in the mattress and screamed, taking this for several minutes and then finally raising her head and saying, ”Please Mistress, mercy on you pitiful ass licking whore, please, Mistress, let my mouth serve you now, please!” In the middle of her talking M stopped whipping her.
“Yes slave, I agree that it is time to service your Mistress and lick her pussy. I am very wet and excited from beating you in front of our Master and it is time you make me cum.”
M began to untie Kayla’s wrists and ankles as she said this. Kayla’s back and ass were a mass of red, stripes, welts and just crimson. She was a lovely sight and I had to admire M’s sadistic handiwork. When Kayla sat up untied M addressed her again.
”Now whore; lay on your back on the bed.” Kayla complied and M got on the bed and sat her pussy right onto Kayla’s face. Her ass sat on Kayla’s nose and her pussy was right on Kayla’s mouth. “C’mon bitch, show your Mistress how good you eat pussy!” M yelled out. M started to move her hips, rubbing her clit across Kayla’s mouth as she lapped at her pussy. It did not take long for M to cum, and Kayla never let up on her licking and kissing and sucking and soon M came again. Still Kayla kept licking and still M kept her pussy on Kayla’s face. This time she did not cum again so quickly. “Come on bitch, lick harder and faster! Your Mistress isn’t done using your mouth yet. You only want to make your Mistress cum twice? I should whip your ass until it bleeds you lazy whore!”
At that I noticed Kayla doubled her efforts with her tongue and mouth and was really working M’s pussy. Clearly she responded well to M’s chastising!

When M had finished dominating Kayla I had to comment on what I’d seen. “M, that was remarkable. I think you have been hiding your inner dominatrix! I believe you would really enjoy dominating some submissive bitch right along side me, as I have done with others to you!”
“Master, please no. I would not like that. I wanted to please you and have seen you dominate me, and other women, for a long time now. I knew what you like to see, say and have done. I imagined myself in Kayla’s place, and that you were dominating us, and then said what I imagined you would say and do to us. I was excited because I saw and knew it was exciting you. I have always been the slave used by you, and if you desired, another woman also, and I much prefer that. All the pain, all the use, all the humiliation, is all directed by you and focused on me, even when you have others present. If I was to be the dominant woman beside you, I would watch you focus, and make me focus, on the slave at our feet and I would be a mere prop for your domination and degradation of another slave girl. I am happiest doing everything for you and taking everything for you because you are dominating me. I am happy to put on a show like this whenever you want, but please leave me to the role I am made for…your slave, your bitch and your whore.”
“Well then, I certainly would not alter anything if that is what you desire, and when you serve me so well” I answered. “In fact, listening to you now, and thinking about the rest of our time here together, to remind you how much I desire you as my slave, I think we should let Kayla have a crack at you since you laid into her so well. I am sure she should put on quite an entertaining show. Tomorrow morning it is supposed to rain, so after breakfast and showers, Mistress Kayla takes charge. As for right now, I want to feel two tongues up my asshole, while I get ready to fuck two beautiful, hot, slaves!

Training to Serve

2010-06-26T16:42:00.000-07:00

There is an entire set of acts, some humiliating, some painful, some distasteful and some purely pleasurable or possibly difficult depending on the slave. These acts can fall under a variety of categories that could all be pooled together in the general topic of “Serving their Master”. I've covered aspects of this between the two blogs, such as the post about slaves hurting themselves or touching themselves at their Masters command. During my relationship with M., when it first started, I would test her submissive leanings. Saturday in her apartment was cleaning day. She would put it off if we were going to be away or had specific plans, but would not put it off if I simply stayed over Friday night. She would often start early before I woke up and didn't seem to expect me to give her much help. She cleaned her tile floors in the kitchen and bathroom the old-fashioned way, on her hands and knees with a thick scrub brush and a bucket of soapy water. Not only did she not seem to expect me to help, but she would apologize for her routine. One morning while she was scrubbing her kitchen floor I told her that this was no problem, but if she wanted to make it a better experience for me, the least she could do was be naked while she cleaned. She stood up, stripped, folded her clothes neatly and carried them to her bedroom. When she returned she got right back on her hands and knees and started scrubbing completely naked. I told her I admired her desire to please me as well as to get her work done and was not going to test our resolve. While she was still scrubbing I got behind her pulled down my pants and got on my knees and started to fuck her. She moaned a bit but managed to keep working. To test her further I pulled out of her pussy and thrust my cock up her ass. She groaned aloud and fell forward little bit, but quickly regained her composure and kept scrubbing. When I was getting ready to cum I started to pull out of her ass and started cumming all over her ass and the floor. I let out an annoyed sigh, and said: "I wanted you to taste my cum, but your hot tight ass wouldn't let me go in time!” “Sorry.” She said, then she reached back and scooped up some of the cum dripping down her ass cheek and brought her fingers to her mouth and licked and sucked them clean. “That’s so exciting it helps make up for it, but if you really want to make up for it, you’ll get it all.” I said and could see from her expression and her trying to turn her head, that she was trying to see what else was dripping off of her. “There’s plenty right there.” I said, pointing to the spot behind her on the floor. She followed my finger and when she saw it was on the floor there was very little hesitation before she began to reach down to scoop it with her fingers. I started to feel a little disappointed about how she was going to go about doing it, but was still pleased she was taking it as far as she did. Then she paused, and was clearly thinking about something, she looked up at me as I was staring intently at her, then she looked down at the puddle of cum, started to lean towards it and used one hand to move the hair away from the side of her face facing me, and began to lick my cum off the floor for the first time! As soon as she was done she just sort of kneeled there, not moving or looking up at me, and I didn't know if she was embarrassed or what she was thinking, but I needed to cement very quickly that this was a wonderful thing, so I said, “that was so hot!” And started kissing her and pushed her over onto her back and started rubbing her pussy, soon enough working my face down between her legs so I could eat her until she came three or four times. Clearly from her actions she already understood what I liked, but from this point forward I noted she would do things like this much more purposefully. Was it just for my benefit or did these acts make her as excited as they did me? She was certainly very wet when I started on her but she might have just gotten that way from the very act of getting naked and kneeling on the floor to clean. She was great that way; how easy she got wet and stayed wet! I'll tell you some of the things she did after this. She seemed very pleased and excited by the reaction she got from me, so over the next few days even when we had pretty straightforward sex, she would always search around the bed for wet spots that had dripped out of her pussy or asshole after I would cum. She would lean over and lick it off the sheet and say, “I know you don't want me to waste any.” I remember after a shower we took together, her bathtub was right next to the toilet, while we were drying off, when I was turned facing the toilet, she got behind me on her knees and started working her face between my cheeks. Soon she was really working her tongue up my ass and she reached through my legs with one hand and started stroking my cock while pushing me over a little with her other hand so that I was leaning over the toilet. I was not sure if she was trying to aim so my cum would go into the water, or if at some point she was going to turn me around and have me sit on the seat while she finished with a blow job, but I soon found it was neither choice. She kept licking and stroking until I came and though her face was busy between my cheeks, I could feel her very specifically moving my cock as I started to cum. After she had pumped every drop out of me, she turned me around and sucked the last drops off the tip of my cock. Then she looked at the toilet and said: “Look what a mess I made! And right after I cleaned the bathroom this morning. I should be more careful. I’m sure you’ll help by thinking up a suitable punishment for after I’m done cleaning up.” Then I stood there amazed as I watched her begin to lick my cum off the toilet seat and the outside of the bowl. When she was done she looked up at me as she began to stand, “Will you be punishing me in the bedroom, or somewhere else?” She asked. “Meet me in the living room” I said. I went to gather up what I would use; a pair of adjustable nipple clamps, two 1 pound lead weights, and a rattan cane. Back then I did not know what Japanese clover clamps were, though I had seen them in videos, I did not know how they worked or where to purchase them. When I started experimenting with weights off of M’s nipples it was hard on her because the only way to keep the clamps attached with the weights hanging from them was to make them pretty tight. I handed M the adjustable clamps. “You should put these on because you know better than me how they feel when they are adjusted tight enough to carry the weight,” then I showed her the 1 pound weights. You're going to get 50 strokes with the cane. If you don't adjust the clamps tight enough and the weights pull either one of them off your nipples before I'm done, you'll get 150 strokes instead! Understand?”
“I understand.” She said. This was before she called me master and submitted completely, but as you can probably tell from what's going on she was getting very close to that point. She adjusted the clamps and I could tell they were pretty tight. I asked if she was sure they were tight enough as I was about to give her the weights and any mistake would cost her an extra 100 strokes from the cane and that would have to be a terribly painful ordeal. She considered a moment and then made each clamp one turn tighter, which from the pained look on her face must have been excruciating. She took the weights and hung them on the clamps and they stayed tightly attached to her nipples. “If they stay on the whole time it will just be 50. After each stroke you will count it and since you requested the punishment you can thank me for each stroke as well. And don't lose count or we'll start again, understand?”
“I understand.” Was all she said.
“Then over the back of the couch!” She went behind the couch and leaned over with her palms resting on the cushion. The weights were pressed up against the thick back of the couch and I could see her wince in pain when they first made contact. I raised the cane then brought it down fairly hard across both cheeks of her ass. “One thank you.” She said. “Excellent.” I responded, then brought the cane down much harder the second time. This time she blew air through her gritted teeth, then said, “Two thank you.” I raised the cane and brought it down as hard as the second stroke yet again. “Three thank you.” This went on for the full 50 strokes. I wondered to myself if any slave ever made a mistake in the count at say 48 or 49? If they did I would have to imagine it was on purpose. Today M made no mistakes. Her ass was bright red with many dark red lines across it, and some slight raised welts. It was beautiful. I couldn't contain my excitement any longer, and it had already been almost an hour since I last came, so I took her to bed where we stayed for much of the day except when we ran to the drugstore because we had run out of the ointment we usually put on her ass after particularly hard punishment. M was very interesting back then, when she was so submissive but had yet to embrace submission. As I had mentioned during that time she would not cooperate with wearing a collar or crawling around on her hands and knees on a leash. I had made comments about how pretty she would look drinking champagne out of a dog dish on the floor, and she would usually ignore these. Ultimately, sometime later when she finally embraced submission and offered herself to me without reservation or limitation, she would regularly eat or drink whatever I wanted her to out of a dog bowl. At this point, when she was licking my cum off the toilet seat, I decided it would be nice to see her lick my cum out of a dog bowl. She was extremely resistant and preferred to suffer a large dildo up her asshole, 4 pounds of weights off each nipple clamp, and terribly severe leather bullwhipping of her ass and back, rather than give in and lap it out of the bowl. I wondered if we had taken a large step backward at that point if she were going to stop licking my cum off of things. But my fears were misplaced. After coming up her ass she started searching for wet spots on the sheets and started licking. I remarked that it felt like I left a lot more up her ass then we were seeing on the sheet and she said she would cleanup whatever I could find. I pushed her face forward on the bed so her ass was sticking up and then shoved a thin whip handle up her asshole and twisted it a bit. I pulled it out and showed her the leather was wet from my cum. While looking into my eyes, she brought her face to the handle and stuck out her tongue and started to lick it off. From what I could tell, though she didn't seem interested in discussing it, she would lick it up from anywhere that it “naturally” fell, or where she left an opening, like telling me to find the cum and she would take care of it, but there was something about me expecting her to follow through with my plan that at that point did not sit right with her. Even later on when she started to do everything I wanted, and would lick my cum out of the dog bowl, she could never or would never explain what her resistance was. I hope it is clear from everything I did get from her then, and even more so later, that I had it so good that any limitation she had at the time were not really a problem. Soon enough, though she would not even drink water from a dog bowl, she was licking up all sorts of messes. If wine spilled on the floor, if fruit was dropped on the floor, if crumbs were left on the table. Things got very interesting, it was like she found a way to suddenly give in to this submissive streak for humiliating acts but without having to go against these psychological restrictions she seemed to have at the time.
K. had her own apartment and lived with a younger girl (I forget her name) who was actually her mistress. K. was bisexual though the younger girl was a lesbian. K. was older and in many ways a mentor to the younger girl even though the younger girl dominated her, which is just how K wanted it. Now, K. wanted to be with men. That was clear. She used to talk to me about getting married but stressed that we could continue living with the younger girl so clearly shouldn't plan on giving anything up! The younger girl was clearly jealous of me but would ultimately do whatever K wanted. What did I get out of my time with K when she was also with that girl? Well, that girl would dominate K. in front of me for my entertainment. She wasn’t happy about it , but she did what K wanted her to do. Also, while the girl did not want to have anything to do with me physically or emotionally, she was young and inexperienced and was able to learn a lot from me in regards to domination and punishment. As a side note, after K. and I broke up we ran into each other and while she told me she missed me very much she did say she had a much more fulfilling D/s relationship with the younger girl because she clearly learned a lot from our time together. When I first came into the picture the girl mostly dominated K by ordering K to sexually service her and she punished her with pretty straightforward spankings. Anyway, back to my time with them. The young girl was always bitching that K. was not great at housework. I asked what they wore doing housework and was told old sweats on both their behalf's. When they were due to clean next, I bought and brought to their apartment a French maid's outfit for K, with cutouts soe her small breasts would peek through and a skirt that looked more like a tube top and did not actually cover anything. I took a duster and attached the handle to a rubber penis. I purchased a big sponge with a handle on the back from a car care center. I bought the young girl a pair of thigh high black leather boots with spiked heels and gave her a riding crop. I told her when K cleans her mistress should be naked except for the boots and the crop. She made a face like “I’m sure you’d like that” but a look from K let her know she would soon be dressed---and undressed exactly that way. K dressed in the maid's outfit and I inserted the dildo handle of the duster up her asshole. I took a nice soft washcloth and handed it to her young mistress and told her to rub her pussy and asshole with it. When she’d done so and it was wet, I took it and wrapped it around the handle of the big sponge, then popped the washcloth wrapped handle into K's mouth. I attached a leash to K’s collar and handed it to her mistress. “Now lead her over to those shelves and tell her to dust.” I said. “And if she does a bad job beat her with the crop. And we’ll see if some nice tight nipple clamps will help to motivate her.” When I was done telling her what to do the girl led K. by the leash. When she got to the shelves she turned around and started to wiggle her ass to do the dusting. I said I thought she was doing an inferior job and told her Mistress to discipline her. She gave her 5 rapid strikes of the crop to each of her ass cheeks, and then I placed adjustable nipple clamps on her tits and made them very tight, just as K. liked them. Then I told her young mistress to knock the clamps around with the crop. They both seemed to enjoy that for a few minutes and then I put K back to work. After a while I tired of watching her dust and we dragged her into the bathroom with a bucket of water and had her dip her face sponge into it and scrub the bathtub, sink and toilet. Watching her kneel over the toilet and stick her face into the bowl and move the sponge around was hot. It took twice as long and probably was an even worse job than she normally did, but it was fun to watch and it ended with me fucking K’s pussy then asshole while she ate her mistress's pussy like the good slave whore she always was . Clearly the young mistress had appreciated what we'd done that day, because while we were all having sex with K., she was commanding K. to do things to me to which she usually didn’t,. Normally, she suffered my presence and ignored me and what K. and I were doing, as best as she could, but that day she was saying things like: “Come on Bitch, suck his cock and make it nice and hard so I can see him ram that big dick up your ass!”
When K and I were alone, some of the other ways she served were to rub her pussy on my shoes to “add some polish” then clean them top to bottom with her tongue. She was one of the ones I mentioned in a previous post that felt they should be real shoes that were worn outside. She enjoyed licking my cum out of a dog bowl. If I were punishing her tits but planned on whipping her after, she liked to hold the whips I would be using, one handle shoved up her asshole and another in her mouth, while I tortured her tits, and if she dropped a whip she expected to be punished severely!
When it came to oral service, few could compare with Slave S. Though M and S were about tied for oral skills, as either could make me cum very quickly from a blow job or could make my cock throb from the way they tongued my asshole, and both could start at my feet and take their time giving me a tongue bath to the top of my head and then straight to my cock that built up to an incredibly explosive orgasm, no one could match the skill and verbal submission S brought to a tongue bath or ass cleaning. That is what set her apart---her verbal skills as well as her oral skills. No one could more expertly and unhurriedly work their tongue magic like M and S. M was even perhaps a little more thorough when performing a full body tongue bath, but when it came to all the most important spots, S was right there too, but where M would quietly go about her task, S had a lot more to say. “Master, my pussy gets so wet when I clean your asshole.” Or “The deeper I stick my tongue up your ass the more I need to submit to you Master. “ Or “Please Master, if you think your slave should clean your asshole better or should take your cock even deeper down her throat, then please punish me, Master, whip my ass, but please let me try to serve you better.” And so on. She knew how to talk the talk of submission, while she and M both walked the walk, but no one walked better than M and no one talked better than S. True, over time, as has been discussed in these blogs, with training, M and K and S all learned to speak the way I expected of my slaves, but S was the best at figuring things out and improvising without guidance. S also loved to have mirrors around. She loved for us to both be able to see ourselves as she knelt on the floor naked, her face between my cheeks, as she used her tongue to please me.
Eventually, after M had removed all limitations from her submission, on some occasions when I was able to get Slaves M and S together I decided that their training should not only be in bisexual acts for my enjoyment, but on extending their appreciation of serving their Master together. M had already shown her ability to appreciate her Master’s cum and to lick it off of anything, but as I have mentioned, had no bisexual leanings and only performed with other women grudgingly at her Master’s command. Once the slaves M and S had been together a few times and were familiar with each other’s bodies and had proven they could perform together I decided to expand their training. I brought S over to M’s apartment and as I expected, M was awaiting us in her slave position; naked, bent over the arm of the couch, legs spread about 18 inches apart, reaching back and spreading her cheeks exposing her asshole and pussy, her head turned to one side and her lips parted about a half inch, showing she was ready to be used however her Master wished. Once we entered the apartment S stripped and got into the same position right next to M. I decided I would warm them up with some slave girl on slave girl time and some punishment before taking them to this new level.
“On your knees on the floor facing each other!” I demanded and they reacted instantly. They ended up about 2 feet apart. “Get closer to each other sluts! What can you do like that?” They immediately closed the gap until their knees were touching. “Hug and kiss.” I said and they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, but it was rather perfunctory and not very passionate. “Feel each other up. Your two hot bitches!” I demanded and S brought one hand to S’s ass and started rubbing it while M reached one hand around and limply played with S’s big tit. I was annoyed they were not showing more interest so: “Back into position slaves!” I barked. “If you two can’t behave like my whores, you’ll be punished like my slaves.” They stood up and got back into position bent over the arm of the couch. Since M did not desire being with other women, and was embarrassed to be punished by a woman or in front of a woman, especially anal punishments, so I announced: “For M’s punishment, S will use a lunge whip to beat M’s back and ass, then S will tie M down and brutally take her asshole with a big fat strap-on for 15 minutes, hard and deep and fast!” S could handle big things up her ass and M could not beat S nearly as hard as S could beat M because she was much more petite, I decided it was most effective if I dished out S’s punishment. Since S liked me to focus on her body when the 3 of us were together I would find a way to focus on M during the punishment. “For S, we will hang her by her nipples for 15 minutes while I fuck M and she gives me a tongue bath and then we will take S down and I will beat her ass with a leather quirt fast and hard!”
“We will begin with M.” we tied M’s hands above her head to a hook in the ceiling and they handed S the lunge whip. “Fast and as hard as you can all across her back, ass and thighs. If I don't think you're trying hard enough it will be you on the receiving end.” I knew S could really lay in to M. S is much bigger and stronger than M. took only about 10 minutes for M's back and ass to be covered in red stripes and welts. I could see the pain written across her face that she was doing her best not to scream or cry in front of S.. “Take her down.” I told S and she got on the step stool and unhooked the rope holding M’s hands above her head. “Crawl into position bitch!” I said to M. and she crawled back to the couch and bent over the arm. “I left a nice big fat cock for you to strap on slave.” S. walked over to where I pointed and began to put on the large dildo. I grabbed M's hair and pulled her head up and told her, “you better have a wet pussy whore because it's the only lube your asshole's going to get. I'm not going to tie you down because you’ll probably need to reach back and spread your cheeks for your bitch mistress's big fat cock, but you'd better hold your place and push your ass back to take in every inch. From the moment you feel that cock in your pussy getting wet you'd better start begging and convincing me that you want nothing in this world more than to get fucked up the ass by that big cock by your Mistress. Understood, cunt?”
“Yes Master.” M replied.
“I’ll teach both you bitches to please me the first time.” As I said this I motioned to S and she got behind M. and started to work that big fat cock into her pussy. When I could see this shaft was glistening and wet I decided it was time. But first I grabbed the lunge whip and brought it down twice really hard across M’s back. “I don't hear you bitch!” I said.
M began, “Please Mistress, please fuck your slave whore up the ass with that big fat cock. Please I beg you to hurt my asshole and stick that big fat monster cock deep inside me until I scream.”
“Very good slave.” I said. M did not say any of that with much feeling I had to give her credit that at that point she really got to know what I like to hear and she really got good at saying it. I could've punished her for not saying it very passionately or with conviction, but it was very hard for her to say any of that so I was more than happy and excited by what she was able to give me.
S rammed the cock up M’s ass and without any prompting, while biting her lip and burying her face in the couch cushion, M managed to get out, “thank you Mistress, that hurts so much, thank you for using my asshole, please keep punishing my asshole with that big fat cock.” I couldn't tell if it was discomfort or humiliation I kept M’s face mostly buried in the couch cushion, but either way I decided after ten minutes that she had had enough and that 15 minutes was not necessary.
“I think the bitch had enough. “ I said as I put my hand on the S’s shoulder and she stopped pumping the cock deep into M’s ass.
“How long was that master?” M asked.
“Ten minutes” I responded.
“Please Sir, I earned 15 minutes and I should take it. I can handle anything you want me to and you command my mistress to give me.” She said looking at me and avoiding all eye contact with S.
“I'm sure you could slave but I expect to be using your asshole later myself, and I don't want you so well used now that you don't feel it when I shove my cock inside your.” I responded.
“I will always feel your cock master. It's what this slave desires Please finish my punishment.”
“Certainly slave, since you begged so nicely. Punish fuck her asshole some more slave!”
S continued and soon it was time.
We need to move on. It's time for S to face her punishment. Get that cock out of her asshole” I said. S slowly pulled the big fat cock out of M.'s ass. “On your knees whore and clean that cock.” I'm obediently knelt and licked and sucked the cock until I told her to stop. When I told M to stop, S obediently removed the strap on, got on her knees and crawled back to the couch and got into position over the arm of the couch. I got a pair of Japanese Clover nipple clamps which worked very well for nipple hanging. I have spoken about this and other posts. Nipple hanging is where clamps are placed tightly on the nipples and hung from a hook on the wall or the ceiling that causes a great amount of pain unless the slave remains on their tiptoes. I stood by the hooks we placed in the wall for different severity levels. When a slave was not up to it or didn't deserve harsh punishment I would pick a hook level that allowed them to mostly rest on their flat feet with only moderate pain to the nipples. At the harshest levels the pain in the nipples would be quite severe even if the slave was a ballerina and could rest on the very ends of the toes. I decided S deserved moderate punishment so she would be popped up at a level where she can be on her toes and balls of her feet. Replace the current son S. and pulled the chain to the hook and placed it. I chained her hands behind her back and told her to face the side so she could watch us. I fucked M in several different positions but very quickly as S was only to be punished this way for 15 minutes, while S watched. Then as I promised M I used her asshole pretty hard too. Then I laid on my back and told M to start giving me a tongue bath starting with my soaking wet cock. I made sure not to cum because I had other plans for that, and when she was done with the front side of my body I rolled over and let her do the back. She knew to give lots of special attention to my ass and asshole. AT 15 minutes I let S down and removed the clamps and she cried out in pain as her tortured nipples were released. I had S sit on the couch and told M to be nice to S’s feet. She licked and sucked them and massaged them. Then I had S get back into position over the end of the couch, had M tie her down, picked up the short leather quirt and went to work on S’s ass. Before I was done she was screaming but not crying or begging for mercy.
I had M untie S. and told them it was time to try again. I had them stand facing each other close together. “Start kissing and convincing me you want to do nothing more than play with each other or I'll make the first punishment session seem like a walk in the park compared to what I'm going to do to you next!” They immediately pulled each other close and started kissing passionately while roaming their hands all over each other's bodies. M immediately stuck a hand between S’s ass cheeks and from the way she was moving her hand I could tell she was really working her fingers in S’s asshole. At the same time S. reached down between M legs and started massaging her pussy sticking two fingers deeply in and out. All the time they continued kissing, working their tongues in each other's mouths, seeming as excited as I wanted to see. S broke the kiss first to bring her fingers to M’s mouth so she could taste her own pussy. This prompted M to bring her fingers to S’s mouth so she could taste her own ass. Now this was hot! I had stayed dressed most of the time, just dropping my pants when I needed to, but now I got completely undressed.
“I want to feel two tongues up my asshole now!” I commanded and as they broke from playing with each other and started to crawl towards me I turned my back to them. I can feel them both trying to work their tongues between my cheeks at the same part which is exactly what I wanted because I wanted them tasting each other’s tongue as much as they were trying to taste me. Then I moved away from them and turned around and backed onto the couch and sat down. “Now, both your mouths on my cock and balls!” S started up my balls while M started by licking the tip of my cock. Soon their tongues met in the middle as they were both licking my shaft up and down and trying to take turns getting the mouth over the tip of my cock so they could be the one to take me into their throat. After a while I stood up and had S lick my asshole while S sucked my cock, then I would occasionally turn around and have them switch roles. MY cock felt like it needed to explode. I knew what I wanted to do with these two slaves but to do everything I planned I would have to come several times so I knew the next few hours they were going to be working very hard and taking a lot of punishment. What was I going to start with? When I decided I said: “S get on your hands and knees I'm going to fuck you in the ass. M get behind me and lick my asshole while I do.” S got on her hands and knees and after a couple of quick thrusts in her pussy to get my cock wet I took her asshole. I felt M work her face between my cheeks and struggle to keep her tongue up my ass as I kept pumping in and out of S's asshole. Finally I knew I was going to shoot a gigantic load up S’s asshole and as I got ready to do it I pulled my cock most of the way out and just kept the tip ramming in and out of her ass. Finally I put my load in there and pulled out my cock. I grabbed M by the hair and pulled her to my cock. Before I could even command it she started to clean my cock. I pulled her face away from my cock and said, “excellent bitch, now I have a special treat for you. S. is going to crouch over your face and you're going to lick your masters cum out of her asshole. She laid on her back on the floor and S got on top of her, reached back and spread her cheeks, and sat her asshole inches above M’s face. There was already some cum visible around her asshole and her asshole was still a little open and you could see the cum inside it. M raised her head and started to lick the cum from between S’s cheeks. Then she started to work her tongue into S’s asshole. Then I told her to lie back down and with S. spreading her cheeks, keep her mouth open and wait for the rest of the cum to drip into her mouth. It was so exciting I was already getting hard again and I knew it would be no problem to do what else I wanted to.
During the next hour I had been them nipple clamped together for a tug-of-war, I caned and paddled both their asses until they were solid brick red and I had them take turns sitting on each other's face and eating the other’s pussy until they came. Finally I was ready and with them kneeling in front of me side-by-side I jerked off until I shot my load. My intention was to get it all over both their faces, but some landed on S’s breasts and there wasn't as much on their faces as I hoped. So I had them rub their faces and breasts together until my cum was spread on both their faces and all over their tits. Then I started with S. and told her: “lick my cum off M’s tits.” And after she did that I told the two of them to lick each other faces at the same time until all my cum was gone. This was extremely exciting to watch, and then I had M lick the cum off S’s tits. Finally, I wanted to see one more thing which meant cumming again, so I put Japanese Clover clamps on both their nipples, and the way S. reacted I could tell hers were still sore from her nipple hanging, and then I took a cat’o nine tails to their backs and asses, taking turns whipping one while the other sucked on my cock, then having them switch places and the whipped one sucking on my cock while I whipped the other ones back and ass. Finally I felt ready again and this time I had M get on her hands and knees and I fucked her pussy while I had S lick my asshole. This time when I shot my load of cum I then had M. sit on S’s face and S. lap all her Master’s cum out of M’s pussy. It was a wonderful sight indeed. And I have to admit I felt satisfied! Servitude is certainly a topic that could require another post, I think I'll end this one by asking you to comment on how you serve your master, or would like to serve a master someday in the future.

A is for...

2010-06-18T19:11:00.000-07:00

Between the two sister blogs I've looked at many ways to beat an ass, ways to punish a slave through her breasts and in particular her nipples, and now we come to another particular spot------ the anus, the rectum, or as I like to say------- the asshole. This is an interesting area for dominant and submissive alike. I have heard of women, from friends, who were not the least bit interested in having anything done to their asshole. In my personal experience however, I have found all the women I've been involved with have been very aroused when things involved an asshole. I say an asshole not their asshole because, perhaps because of their submissive nature, they get very aroused when they are commanded to lick my asshole or another woman's. I've noticed that these submissive women respond very well to being commanded to “clean my asshole”, or something like “crawl over there and clean that bitch's asshole!” I'm not really interested in seeing them or having them service soiled asses, nevertheless there's something about being commanded to clean an ass that is very submissive and degrading, and therefore in these situations very exciting as well. Why? Is it because the ass carries with it a certain mystery and forbidden nature? Assholes are of a dual nature. There are times when they can be quite dirty but when everything is working right most of the other time they are very clean. Perhaps this is part of it. We might be using them for something they are not primarily intended but they are obviously quite well set up for it. Certainly the nerves and the way they respond have made this a very erogenous zone. The submissive women I've been with have enjoyed many kinds of anal stimulation, from my tongue and fingers, to whip handles and butt plugs, to my cock and large dildos. As I've mentioned some of them have even reacted quite excitedly to large object s that caused them some pain back there. It also sets up interesting dynamics. I like to lick the beautiful assholes of the lovely girls I've been involved with, and I very much enjoy and demand that they spend a decent amount of time servicing my asshole with their tongue. Now when I lick them, whether they're tied down or not, I certainly don't consider it a submissive act but merely another way I choose to enjoy their bodies. However, for them and for me, when I have them do it to me it is very much an act of submission and servitude to their master. There is definitely something that feeds into dominance and submission when you're using a girl's asshole. I have made M submit to slave S on several occasions and from what I could tell M found licking S’s asshole at least as humiliating as eating S’s pussy even though M. had made it clear she wasn't interested in being with another woman and I would think she would find a wet pussy to be more difficult to deal with than a dry, clean asshole. It also seemed to me that M found it more humiliating to be fucked up the ass by slave S’s strap-on then to be whipped and severely punished by S. Slave M never objected when I had S give her a very hard wooden paddling, and appeared comfortable saying “thank you Mistress please beat my ass harder”, after each stroke as I commanded. However, M clearly found it very difficult to beg for slave S to fuck her up the ass, although she could beg me to do it quite nicely. Even when I told her that if she begged convincingly I would have S use a small strap-on, but if she failed to do that I would have S use a very large and painful strap-on, did not help to motivate M to behave as I wished. I even tried to use myself as an intermediary. I would tell her to “beg your Master to have his bitch fuck you up the ass with that big rubber cock” and she would resist that as well. It just meant she would suffer a much fatter and longer strap-on up her ass, and then I would find another way to punish her for her disobedience, such as making her take that fat rubber cock while wearing tight nipple clamps with weights hanging from them, or to suffer a severe caning right after her ass was abused by that strap-on, or to kiss and lick slave S’s ass and asshole while I whipped slave M’s back and ass, and then eat S’s pussy while I fucked M’s already stretched and sore asshole with my cock.
Often in D/s anal training comes up. It was done in the story of O, where she had a succession of ever larger objects thrust up her ass and chained to stay in place, in order to better prepare her for the way her new master planned to use her most often. For me training a slave's ass has meant to get her ready to accept large objects into her ass or to get her able to touch her asshole and insert objects into it the way I enjoy watching. All the submissive girls I've been with expected, and acquiesced to anal sex. Since my cock is of a fairly large size it was occasionally painful for them but usually not as we went slow and they all dealt with it fine and often without “training”. The training was for those things that were less common than just anal intercourse. I have not run into any girls that were ever asked to touch their assholes or finger them for any other guys. I'm sure more than one guy that these girls have been with just didn't have the guts to say they wanted to see that! My readers will have to let me know if I'm off base there. Just like I see many videos of either straight anal sex or involving D/s, where after the girl gets fucked up the ass, the guy shoves his cock in her mouth, or the girl pulls a butt plug or dildo out of her ass, and then licks and sucks it. Clearly, I'm not the only one who likes these things! I have also seen pretty severe anal punishment and torture in videos. The European SVP and other productions starring the famous (in S&M circles) Kirsten come to mind. Two related videos, one with her occasional Mistress Biggi, and one with her master, have them both burning various parts of slave Kirsten with lit cigarettes including her breasts and her nipples as well as her asshole! I'm sure that hurt. I've been with slaves that watched those scenes in amazement and mock horror, only to start asking me questions and talking about it long afterward. The slaves that were interested I told them we were going to try a few things and then I blindfolded them and tied them down with their ass sticking up in the air and I spread their cheeks and took a pin and started to poke it around their assholes. As soon as they reacted to the pain I poured hot wax onto their asshole. With the pins they got sharp pain and from the wax they got the heat. They did not know if I was going to burn them with lit cigarettes, or something else, or do something entirely different. They just knew I planned to try something after our discussions about the Kirsten burn videos. I have never used lit cigarettes or other very hot things on a slave's asshole because I've always been concerned that after the momentary gratification there were real issues we’d have to deal with. Until they were all healed we would have to be very vigilant about potential infections. I was also concerned that long after the eroticism was over they would have to deal with the constant discomfort of having healing burns in that particularly sensitive and high traffic spot. I was concerned that every time they needed to go to the bathroom would present a challenge. It just seemed to be more long-term trouble than it was worth. I would love to interview Kirsten and find out just exactly how she dealt with the aftermath of the many things she went through in those videos. Though I can think of two slaves I've been involved with who were interested and could have tolerated those kinds of acts and that level of pain, I was just not comfortable with the risk and longer-term effects that they would have to deal with. I did the pins and hot wax to the both of them and they seemed fearful at the beginning and satisfied by the end. It was difficult for them to tell exactly what was going on back there, and when they asked me I told them we would discuss it another time. I later learned they were apprehensive over the next day or so as they needed to use the bathroom, but were relieved and a bit confused to find the discomfort was minimal if any. That was when I explained I did not really burn them but found an interesting way to punish them anally all the same. I can’t say we indulged in that scene very often, but it did present an interesting diversion.

Other things that I've seen done anally include the insertion of strings of anal beads, and again it's the size of the bead that determines the level of stimulation and/or punishment. I'm not into enemas or watching people expel things from their asshole. Even when they have butt plugs or other things in there ass I'm just interested in seeing them pull it out or me pulling it out, but not in them pushing them out from their rectum. Obviously the asshole is a sensitive spot and it takes a certain amount of care and preparation just to have anal sex, so at least that’s all just as true when it comes to anal submission and punishment. Things should be clean and you should proceed cautiously, and especially when inexperienced you should proceed very slowly. When done with care, you can take anal eroticism to a new level by introducing submission, humiliation and pain. However, in many cases the amount of pain a slave can take anally is much less than they might be able to tolerate from other forms of punishment. Some slaves cannot tolerate any anal pain, however they might be quite good at touching their assholes and begging you to fuck them there, and you may both be very fulfilled and content without them ever having to deal with much actual pain.

Doing it Yourself.

2010-06-12T06:43:00.000-07:00

There are some things I like to see a slave do for herself. You may have noticed I like to see a slave touch herself. I like to see them play with their pussy, their asshole, stick their fingers in their mouth and play with their breasts. To see a slave kneeling on the floor with one hand between their legs stroking themselves and the other hand squeezing their nipple is a very pretty sight indeed. To see her bent over the arm of a couch, reaching back and spreading her cheeks while she works a couple of her fingers up her asshole is too beautiful and exciting to miss. In the classic film :The Punishment of Anne” or “L’Image” or “The Image” , the Mistress has the beautiful Anne kneeling and masturbating in front of her and a guy, and then demands “play with your little asshole at the same time!” and we see the lovely and obedient Anne reach back and begin to move her other hand between her cheeks.. I’ll try to include a couple of stills here, which should help convince you to order this DVD online. Anyway, a slave massaging both her breasts until her nipples are hard and then grabbing her nipples and squeezing and twisting them at her Masters command is just stunning to see. So you'll notice a slave shouldn't just be playing with themselves but sometimes they'll be hurting themselves. There are things I enjoy seeing a slave do to themselves and things that don't do anything for me at all. I have seen self spank videos including very hard with the hairbrush a paddle that I should think I would enjoy watching but never seem to. I'm not sure why because if somebody else was doing it to them I would enjoy it just fine, especially if the other person as another woman. I definitely like to see submissive women hurt their breasts, either by twisting and pinching the nipples or by placing clamps on themselves and then twisting those. I'm not real big into pussy torture and only know one or two submissive girls that enjoyed anything painful being done to their pussy and in both cases it was just having a few clothespins on their pussy lips. However, I do enjoy watching of woman have to pluck out some of her pubic hairs with a tweezers slowly. I enjoy watching their faces while they do it. This was not possible with Kayla because she liked to shave completely. Slave S was not a big fan of this punishment and preferred that when she had to go through this, which was rarely, it was with me wielding the tweezers and plucking out the hairs. I enjoy this as well, but for some reason not quite as much as when the slave is forced to do this.

I really enjoy watching slaves shove various things in an out of their assholes and pussies. I think I like all these things because they speak of great submission. Touching themselves would usually be a private affair but now they have to do it for my enjoyment. Hurting themselves wouldn't even be done, even if they may be people who enjoy the feeling, they expect to receive it the pain from their Master, not have to expend all that effort to hurt themselves. As for shoving things in their pussies, again this would be something they might do for their own benefit while they are alone, but not usually for an audience. I think I like watching them do it to their asshole so much because that's something that they would most likely not be doing at all except for my command and something none of them have had much experience doing, and that they probably find embarrassing which I suppose is an extra benefit!
Now, as for pain, I have had slave K kneeling in front of me with those saw-tooth adjustable nipple clamps in her hand as I demanded she put them on and begin to tighten them. She would tighten them at my command and would only stop at my command and not for any other reason. As tight as I had her make them she would willingly twist and tug on them at my command as well. I'm not into blood and I don't look to make my slaves bleed. I do not beat an ass with the purpose of making it bloody, and though it has on a very rare occasion bled a little when I have been caning, paddling or whipping with those harsh leather loop carpet beaters, it's not what I look to do, it's never the goal and I will usually stop at that point. Once when M was unusually uncooperative for her, and had earned a particularly harsh punishment with her sorority paddle, she started bleeding before I was done. I told her that we were going to stop and start again another time. She said she was supposed to receive the full punishment and that's what she expected and that I should continue. We never really discussed why she felt the need to continue since if I was willing to put it off she knew it was okay with me. I always meant to ask her if this was because she was getting something out of it and didn't want to stop, if she really believed she should get the whole thing, or if she really believed I would secretly be disappointed if she didn't. I was reminded of this now because on more than one occasion K had told me I should beat her ass until she bled; that it was the only way to really know I had been really severe. At other times, she said if I really wanted to punish her nipples I should make her tighten those clamps until she bled, and not stop just because she seemed to be in a lot of pain. I resisted these suggestions. I pointed out that even the few times we used pins in her tits, or nipples, for whatever reason there was usually no bleeding, and the same when we tried them in her ass, which was not as exciting, or maybe satisfying is a better word, in real life as when I imagined it. So I did not give in to her thoughts of more severe punishment. Well, on one occasion when I had K. tighten those adjustable saw-tooth clamps, she did not give me enough of an indication that it hurt a lot, and I believe she was holding back her reaction on purpose. And then I saw her start to bleed and ended it then and there. I was very angry with her and punished her in the only way to would make an impression, there was no sex, or anything else that night. I left her to consider whether ignoring my limit was worth it. She called me very upset the next day to let me know it was not, and she never repeated that situation for the rest of the time we were together. I have had M stand before me tightening adjustable clamps but not the saw-tooth type. Sometimes she would be turning it while moaning and begging but she never refused. Slave S. could not handle that level of pain, but I would put Japanese clover clamps on her nipples and then I would have her pull the chain, or stick the chain in her mouth and then pull her head back or just use her hands to twist the clamps. These she could do well and did so willingly. Slave S. was also excellent at touching herself. She could play with her pussy, her asshole, insert large dildos in her pussy and fuck her asshole with a whip handle. Slave S. was just not a big fan of cleaning any of +these off with her tongue afterwards. Sometimes she would do it, but never as eagerly as M. or K or even Kayla, and she never seemed to get as excited as those other girls did when they performed that way for me.

I was trying to decide which blog this article belongs in. In one respect it seems basic and simple or at least straightforward enough that it should be included in Entering Submission. However, these acts were not something I found slaves were comfortable doing earlier in our relationship. I found them much more ready to accept and enjoy a hard whipping or licking my cock clean after I fucked them, then some of them were to touch themselves willingly in front of me, or to hurt themselves for me. The only one who seemed comfortable doing that at the beginning was Kayla. She could and would twist tight clamps on her nipples from the very beginning. Slave K. much preferred to be hurt by others and at the beginning when I would demand this from her, and from slave M, they would sort of just ignore me or stand there or lay there and not do what I was asking. Things with slave S moved very slowly so I’m not sure how she would've reacted if I tried to get her to do these things earlier, but because things moved slowly I did not. I found if I had her in any position where it was difficult or uncomfortable tfor her to reach her asshole, she would often say she could not manage to touch herself there, so perhaps she did not enjoy it as much as I did watching her. Given the time it took to develop most slaves in this area, especially slaves that ultimately proved to be willing and capable, it seems this post was most suited to this blog instead.

There’s More to Punishing a Slave than Whipping, Caning and Paddling!

2010-06-04T18:12:00.000-07:00

I started with clamps in the sister blog, Entering Submission. But there is a lot more to do with clamps, and a lot of things you can do to punish a slave through her breasts and especially her nipples. I've mentioned a few things in the course of writing this blog, but I'm going to put them all together, add some additional stuff and then tell you some of the things I've heard from other submissive women. I invited a couple of people to write some stuff that I can put into my post but as of yet have not heard from them. Some of those I invited 10 to respond with comments so I'm sure if they have anything to add to put it in a comment, and one of them is somebody I've talked to online who lives in Germany and she had some very interesting and specific desires that I will mention if she doesn't.
Anyway, with the handful of submissive girls I've been involved with their ability to withstand nipple pain and breasts punishment varied greatly. On one end of the spectrum was K who not only could withstand a tremendous amount of pain, but seemed to welcome it. Then there was M, who was right next to K. on the spectrum, she could handle severe pain, and could often get excited from it, and if the pain started to bring out from excitement it was very easy to get her right back up there. Then there was slave T., who enjoyed a fair amount of nipple pain, slave S who enjoyed moderate pain and could handle a bit more, and close behind was slave Kayla, who genuinely wanted severe breast and nipple punishment but really could not handle more than a small to moderate amount. As you can see, I was lucky enough in my experience to run the gamut of pain tolerance. Anyone else I was with was too short to get into many different scenarios but I will gladly share whatever I have about those experiences as well. I always liked M’s pain tolerance and reactions so I am going to tell a lot about what I did with her. I will throw in some of the more extreme things with K. And relate them to things I've been asked about since. Anything I did with slave S, slave T. or slave Kayla, I also did with M. Everything I did with M. and K. was not necessarily done to others if they could not handle it. I will talk about when I was able to do some of those things with other people and what the differences were.
I mentioned in another post one of my favorite things which is called “hanging by the nipples”. I did this with M and K. often and for prolonged periods. I did it with slave S regularly but for shorter amounts of time. It varied with slave T.; what she could handle. Kayla had a hard time doing this for any amount of time. It entailed either tightly adjusted nipple clamps or the use of Japanese Clover clamps that tighten as their chain gets pulled on. Since a lot of strain was going to be on the chain, the chain needed to be strong enough, and since there was going to be a great deal of pull on the clamps, they needed to be securely fastened to the nipples. Just making them tight enough on the adjustable clamps was more than some slaves could handle. This could be helped by using the Japanese Clover clamps which only got pulled as tight as they needed to be. Either a hook would be hanging from the ceiling or I placed a premeasured hook screwed into the wall. The height of the hook obviously varied by the slave and the length of chain holding that particular set of clamps. The purpose of adjusting the height of the hook was so that when the chain was attached to the hook the pressure on the nipples would only be bearable for an extended period of time if the slave got up on their tip toes. This had the added benefit of presenting their ass as a lovely target for the cane. The cane strokes require them to wiggle around and pull at the clamps, which increased their punishment. Slave M and K. could be in that position up to half an hour which was the longest I was comfortable allowing restricted blood flow to their nipples. Slave T. or S could only handle a few minutes, and slave Kayla, though she was extremely turned on by the thought, found it near impossible to stay up on her toes or to bear the pain in her nipples when she could not maintain that position. Her punishment for that was to have 20 or 30 clothespins placed all over her large breasts and adjustable clamps put on her nipples very, very tightly. These were left on as long I would've liked to have seen her hung by her nipples, and then she would have to take each one off slowly. Once all the clothes pins were removed, she would have to twist the tight clamps, first as far clockwise as she could, and then after holding for a minute, as far counterclockwise as she could for another minute. Then she would have to remove those clamps by herself as well.
Often when being hung by her nipples I would come behind M or K and reach between their legs and rub their pussies. Invariably, if they weren't very wet, they were seconds later, but at the same time this would make their bodies relax and they would stand flat no longer on their tip toes and receive a sharp dose of pain in their nipples for allowing their body to relax at an inopportune time. Or I would grab them by their hair and pull their head back to give them a kiss which would also be pulling their body away from the clamps forcing them to bite even harder into their nipples.
Once you have a slave “hanging by their nipples” you can find your own ways to make it your own. Although I mentioned caning their ass, their back is also available is a nice target for many different kinds of whips. I don't think I mentioned what to do with the slave's hands. At the beginning, when I first started doing this with slaves, I used to attach their cuffs together and then raise them over their head and attach them to a separate hook dropped from the ceiling. I did this as a precaution because I was afraid if they lost their balance they would fall backward or sideways and possibly damage their nipples. After some experience I've found that this was almost never the case, and even if they lost their balance the clamps came off or the chain came off the hook in the wall. I have found it's much less complicated and much simpler to just cuff their hands behind their back. I like the way this looks but if you find your particular slave can't balance this way, which was the case with slave T., then cuff their hands in front of them. It will take some time to rig this up in a way that works for you and your slave. You will need to try a few different spots for the hot in the wall because at various times you slave will be able to stand higher or lower on their tip toes. For slave T. and slave Kayla I ended up doing an alternate version. I had to allow them to stand flat on the floor because they just couldn't handle being on their toes for any amount of time. I'd position them so that I had to tug on the chain forcefully to get it on the hook. This produced a similar and desired effect. However, if the slave inched forward a little bit they can greatly reduce the strain and pain in their nipples. This of course was not acceptable since I had other slaves would have to do the full routine and stand on their toes and accept the strain. The only thing I can do about this was to put a mark on the floor and to let them know of the severe punishment they would face if they moved forward from the mark. If you find a better way to let them stand flat on their feet and still ensure the proper and consistent punishment, please let me know. I am always looking for ways to do things more creatively or more effectively.
I have never been a big fan of beating breasts, though from the Internet I can see there is an interest in whipping and caning them. I have used a riding crop to knock clothespins off the tits or to knock around clamps on nipples. I have been involved with slaves that wanted pins stuck into their breasts and needles pushed through their nipples. Slave K. and M. both submitted to this kind of tit torture. Kayla also wanted pins stuck into her breasts and nipples, as well as to feel a cigarette burning her tits and nipples. However in practice she did not particularly enjoy the needles going into her tits, and to “warm her up” so to speak, I used hot candle wax as a test. Now, she had always enjoyed hot wax poured on her nipples, her asshole, her ass and her pussy, but I always held the candle many inches away when I poured it. Now I poured it from a mere inch or two so she would feel much hotter wax and have a better idea of what burning might feel like and she could barely handle the wax so I knew she could never handle a real burn of any sort. Certainly earning someone is not something I feel the need to and would not do without their strong desire. Just like while I fantasize early on about pins and needles I don't find that I need to use them on any regular basis if the slave is not particularly into that. I do find that the level and types of pain I choose to give is directly related to what the slave needs and desires. I think at this point it's pretty clear that I like hard ass whipping, caning and paddling. With someone who can handle it though, I like using clamps and weights and to be pretty severe to the nipples as well. But everyone I'm with does not have to be able to handle the same level of severe treatment. Now, Kayla never admitted that the hot wax convinced her she couldn't handle actual burns, but she didn't ask for this punishment again until she had done something that ended our relationship. Rather than end it she was seeking another way out and begged me to punish her more harshly and severely than I ever did. While I imagine there is a part inside of those of us who like to inflict sexual pain that would like an offer like this, and I certainly appreciated the “anything you want Master” attitude I got from M when we had rekindled our relationship in the past, nevertheless I did not take Kayla up on this. I don't know about you, but when somebody has lost my trust and caused me to lose interest in them, I no longer want to punish them in the ways we discuss here because to me those are erotic and sexual acts and the last thing I want to do with someone like that is anything sexual.
There were times when M, K and T enjoyed severe nipple treatment with a menacing aspect. I will describe the most severe scene though T didn't participate in all of this. I'll use a time with K. as an example. I had K tied to a chair, hands bound to the arms of the chair. During these times the slave wanted to really focus on what was happening to their tits so I did not make them sit on a punishment chair or insert anything into their asshole. I also didn't put anything into their pussy and the only stimulation they would get was when I chose to put my hand between their legs and rub them. As I walked around the room preparing I would say to K “a slave whore like you, who can't even be ready on time, who keeps her master waiting, needs to be shown no mercy. When you could be naked kneeling on the floor with your face buried between your master's cheeks cleaning his asshole, or sitting on his lap fucking him before getting off and licking all your pussy juice off his cock and swallowing his cum, and instead you're keeping him waiting--- you need to spend some time screaming and begging, understand bitch?” She would of course agree and then I would pick up a ball gag and move it between her legs and rub her pussy with it to get it nice and wet. Then I would put in her mouth and secure it. “When I'm ready to hear your screams I'll remove it, but for now I don't want your screams to distract me from punishing you. I would then put a tray of instruments in front of her to show how she would be punished. On it would be pliers, pins, clamps, weights, candles and a lighter. I would start with the pliers and say “these are going to be agony and you will no doubt think that would be the end of your punishment, but for a slave who keeps her master waiting this is only the beginning!” Then I would take the pliers, grab a nipple with them and begin to squeeze and twist. K began to scream into the gag, her eyes filled with pain and tears and fear and excitement. Often the tears would roll down her cheeks. Unlike M who would spend most punishment with her eyes shut, K liked to look into my eyes while I punished her; she liked that we could see the excitement in each other’s eyes. Then I would switch to the other nipple. I would go back and forth with the pliers two or three times. Then I pulled the gag out of her mouth. “How do you feel now slut?” “Master, Oh sir, that hurt so much, my nipples have never been so sore, my tits are throbbing.” Then I grabbed her face in my hand and squeezed her cheeks and looked into her eyes and said “it's an excellent way to begin, right whore? Now what do you have to say to me slave?” I would ask, and she knew what to answer, “I deserve this punishment for keeping you waiting master, thank you for hurting my nipples.” “And what else slave?” I'd ask. “Please hurt my nipples and tits some more.” “I will slave.” I'd respond as I picked up the next instrument. Usually I would pick up the clover clamps and put one on each nipple and then tug on the chain. Because the nipples were already so sore and sensitive this would always solicit a pretty pained gasp or cry. Then I would hang 2 or 3 pounds off the chain on each side so it would hang down and pull severely on their nipples. As painful as this always was for them to have heavyweights off those clamps, the reaction I saw told me it was many, many times worse when their nipples started out so sore to begin with. For K and M I could go as high as 5 pounds from each nipple, but I rarely did that much when their nipples had already been so abused---unless they really deserved it. As K was moaning and gasping, trying not to shake too much as this made the weights shift, I picked up some pins and told her the clamps would be coming off soon so I could try something new. After sticking pins into her tits and nipples I was going to use the lighter to heat each pin and see what reaction I got to that. At first she smiled the slightest bit, I think because I had found something new to try, and though her eyes showed her anticipation, she still played the role she enjoyed so much: “No Master, please no, I can’t bear that. Anything master, please stop torturing my tits Master, please, please anything but that, please master beat my ass master, fuck my asshole, please master, fuck my ass and cum in my mouth, cum on the floor and your slave bitch will lick it all up, for you, please master, anything, but please my tits hurt so much….” after all of that I would say very sternly "do you really expect me to show mercy when you deserve this punishment?" She would reply, after a pause, "No master, I'm sorry master." Then after another pause, "please punish my tits some more." I would bring the flame to the various ends of the needles and start to heat them. I never heated them enough to cause any burns and blisters, just until I saw a bit of a reaction. This created a very ominous, threatening tableau, but in reality if the pins weren't too much for the slave this additional punishment seemed barely noticeable. When I was done I would untie their hands and have them pull all the pins out of their tits themselves. Then I would have them massage their tits and then pinch and twist their nipples. This is about as severe as the tit torture got with me. I hadn't had anyone ask me for anything more severe, except for Kayla who as I discussed could not handle the actuality of having her breasts burned with cigarettes. Another thing I did with K and M and was also able to do with Kayla, was this punishment bra I made myself based on some I'd seen on the Internet. I took a black leather bra and cut out holes in the front for the nipples to be exposed, and then lined the inside of the bra with thumbtacks that I glued in place with superglue, obviously with the points sticking out. Then I added something I hadn't seen in the bras on the Internet which were two sticks attached to the back strap's. This way I could turn the sticks which would twist the straps and tighten the bra. It took me some time to figure out a design for the back that would make the straps stay twisted in place but eventually I worked something out with other pieces of cloth. M. was the first person I used this on. When I showed up I could see via an excitement in her eyes. I had her face away from me and I put the bra over her breasts. I pulled it against them so I could fasten it in the back. She drew a breath but I could see there was no great pain from the thumbtack points lightly pressing up against her skin. After fastening it in the back I began to turn the sticks and soon her breathing quickened and she started to moan. I had her turn sideways so I could see her face somewhat while I continued to twist both sticks. Soon she was grimacing in pain with her eyes tightly shut. I slipped the sticks under the straps as best I could to keep them in place. Now I came around to the front and took to adjustable alligator clamps. These are nipple clamps that are adjustable but instead of being flat have little serrated teeth in their design. With any amount of pressure they hurt a lot, though they won't break the skin if you don't adjust them too tightly. Her nipples were now hard and slightly poking out of the holes in the front of the bra, and I snapped a clamp on each nipple. A small cry was heard from her lips as each one bit into her nipple. I told her to throw on a loose-fitting sweatshirt and we would go out for drinks. When she brought over the sweatshirt I I stopped her from putting it on while I took off the nipple clamps. She gasped as they came off even though they hadn't been on long. I explained that I was afraid to leave them on too long and that I would put them back on in the car right before we went into the restaurant. This I did. After we sat for about 15 minutes I decided it wasn't prudent to leave the clamps on any longer and I told her to go into the bathroom, take off the clamps, and bring them to me. As she was about to turn to leave I explained to her that she didn't need to go into a stall in the bathroom and that she should do it at the bathroom sinks, in front of the mirrors, as long as there were no young girls around. She looked nervous and uncomfortable but turned and went to the bathroom. Very quickly after she entered, she came out with the clamps in her hand. She said she did exactly as she was told, but I always wondered if she did it so quickly that she just reached under her shirt and pulled them off. I told her next time I should go in the bathroom with her but she didn't think the other female patrons would appreciate that. As I said I ultimately used that bra several times with a few different submissive girls. K and M went through similar exploits. Kayla was a different story. For one thing, her breasts were much larger than K or M’s. The bra, big for either of those girls, did not completely cover the Kayla's full breasts. She also could not stand me tightening the bra anywhere close to what I did to K&M. She could not handle the adjustable alligator clips except at so loose a setting that it didn't really interest me. I preferred using a toothless adjustable clamp much tighter, or the Japanese Clover clamps with small weights hanging from them. The weights worked well with K., M. And Kayla because if I made them walk or crawl around, the weights would swing and bang into the bra cups pushing the tacks even harder into their tits, eliciting moans and gasps. That about spans the gamut of the most severe treatment I've given to my slaves nipples and breasts. However, online I met someone from Germany who said she wanted extreme tit torture. She wanted to get together and was willing to do anything I wanted to do as long as I fulfilled her desires for such severe punishment. She wanted me to use a pinpoint mini kitchen torch to burn lines into her breasts. From the things I told her I had done, she very much wanted to see what would happen if I stuck the pins in her nipples and then heated the pins with the mini torch as well. She also wanted me to do other things I had described to her, such as placing the adjustable clamps on her nipples and tightening them but she wanted me to use alligator type clamps which have little metal teeth. I have used those on slaves have been told they are extremely painful, and had never adjusted that type as tightly as she was requesting. She also was anxious to try the Japanese clover clamps with the amount of weight I had used on other girls. She seemed anxious to prove she could take more than anybody I was with. She'd sent me a topless picture of herself and she was very attractive and had very nice medium sized breasts. She said she had some small scars from previous tit torture encounters, but they were certainly not evident in those picture, but also that picture was one angle and not that sharp. She liked the idea of going out on the town wearing the bra filled with thumbtacks and the punishment panties. What do you have to say about more intense punishment of the beautiful female breasts?

What the Well Dressed Slave is Wearing.

2010-05-28T17:16:00.000-07:00

I find what I allow a slave to wear is dependent on what I plan to do with them, and what I know about them. That is inclusive of the fact that I like to see things that are revealing and fit their ass a certain way; thongs and panties of that nature. In truth, it is rare that I will dress a slave in panties when they are submitting to me; however it may be what I expect them to wear when I first arrive. If that is the case it's always a thong or those boy short panties that are tight and sit right between the cheeks. If it is clothing that they will be staying in while they submit it probably won’t cover their ass, pussy or breasts. It might be a corset, or leather bustier with garters attached for stockings, but one that doesn't cover the breasts at all. In fact, I dress them in many styles of black leather or black or white lace garments that either do not cover the breasts or have areas cut out so that the breasts hang through them, I have even purchased thin formfitting black dresses that have cutouts for the breasts. In this way, we get to try something different, a bit embarrassing much like your typical French maid outfit, but also something few slaves are familiar with. It is also an outfit that is particularly humiliating when they have to parade around in front of other women with their tits hanging out and the dress barely covering their ass. Some women have enjoyed the outfit more than I expected when it was just them alone with me because they knew that the dress looked very good on them because of their full breasts. Not every slave is built to wear that kind of outfit and that’s fine, I do not have a particular preference for the size of a woman’s breasts. It is important when you choose an outfit for your slave, that it accentuates those aspects of her body that are most attractive or that she believes are most attractive. Many submissives do not have high self esteem and cannot see themselves for what they really are: wonderful and beautiful women that allow us to live out our fantasies while they live out their own. What a boring world it would be without them! But I have some further thoughts about that for later. Anyway, naturally, when I do dress a slave in one of these outfits they are already wearing what I consider to be standard slave-wear, (unless I have a specific desire for something different), and that is a thick black leather slave collar and black leather wrist and ankle cuffs. With these at any time I want I can secure them to something, just lock their hands behind their back, or attach a leash and lead them to crawl wherever I choose. Often when they wear that little dress with the cut outs they are wearing an outfit underneath that exposes their breasts as well as the lower half of their body, usually with black stockings. After they serve for a while in the full outfit, I have them remove the dress to expose the next layer underneath. If I choose that they will go out in that outfit, a jacket will cover their exposed breasts, they will wear one of the designer dog collars and not wear ankle or wrist cuffs. They still have to contend with the fear that somebody passing close by will see into their jacket and see that their breasts are sticking out of their dress. Whether I have them wear anything underneath that dress or not, when we are alone the dress is nice and short so I need only have them kneel on the floor and I can pull it up and expose whatever I want to punish or use! Another type of outfit I like to dress my slaves in is really just elaborate sets of leather straps and metal O-rings keeping them together. One strap acts as a thong and goes between the cheeks and another goes between their legs, small enough to slide between their lips so it always ends up soaking wet before I strip them out of that outfit. I also have used outfits that not only have cutouts for the breasts but are open in the front and back. These outfits allow them to wear something sexy but does not cover anything that I might want to get at! Being open in the back doesn't always afford enough access to beat the bare ass, but an ass does not always have to be bare to be punished. I can only think of one outfit at the moment I have ever dressed slaves in that was made specifically to cover the pussy and asshole, or should I say---to fill them. It is in essence a black leather panty, the material about the size of a thick thong in the back and about the same size as a bikini panty in the front, with screw eyes on the rear and front to attach various size plastic appendages. In this way, I can attach an array of dildos on each end to put up their ass and pussy. Often I will attach one large dildo and one small vibrator and then I will explain to them as I hold it up to show them, that a good girl gets the big dildo up their pussy and the small vibrator up their asshole, but a slave like them gets the big dildo up their asshole and the little vibrator in their pussy. After a while a slave gets to know their Master pretty well and all I have to do is show them the dildos I have attached and they can tell me what's going up their asshole and what's going in their pussy. I will often have them use their pussy to provide the lubrication and since they are already holding the panties and inserting the dildos for lubrication, I will often instruct them to put those “punishment panties” on once they have them lubricated. Now, unless I use the very biggest dildos for their ass, most slaves can put these panties completely on by themselves. M, however, always had a problem with inserting objects up her own asshole. I used to train her by commanding her to insert her fingers or very small butt plugs up her ass . If she failed, which was almost always the case at the beginning, I would then punish her in two ways. One way would be either an ass beating, back whipping or various kinds of nipple punishment, but then the second punishment would be that I would insert an object much, much larger than what I had originally asked her to use, into her asshole. It might be left inside her for a certain amount of time, or it might have to be pulled in and out rapidly like it was fucking her. Often it would be left in for a certain amount of time and I would command her to every five minutes or so, fuck her asshole five times with it. At first, she would reach back hesitantly at the required time and pull on it but not with much enthusiasm. I would explain to her that this would not do and I would punish her in some way, such as hang weights off nipple clamps that would not be removed until she successfully completed the task, and then inform her that if that did not work, I would do the act for her, but first I would insert something much bigger than even that big rubber cock or plastic dildo already up her ass. As difficult and distasteful as she found doing things to her own asshole, the weights hanging off her nipples and the threat of something even bigger forced up her ass usually got her to finally do the things to her asshole that I wanted to see her do. Finally, she would find a way to put the "punishment panties" on herself and then I would have her put clothes over them and then I would take her out for drinks somewhere very crowded. I was always trying to get her to find me a place to go where the ladies room had no doors on the stalls so that if she had to go to the bathroom while we were out other women would see her remove the plugs under her black leather panties. She never admitted to a public place with a bathroom like that, and anyway did her best not to have to use the bathroom when we went out under those circumstances. I will also dress a slave in high heeled shoes because of the way it presents her ass, although I like barefoot because it really conveys the nakedness and submission, but sometimes being naked except for wearing high heeled shoes makes a slave feel even more exposed and embarrassed! I'm pretty consistent that I like collars. While I'm not into the big wide posture collars, I do like real leather and chains slave collars. I will only allow slaves to wear dainty little dog collars when we're in public. I like wrist and ankle cuffs not only because they're functional in providing an easy and quick way to bind my slaves but because I like the way they look having black leather and chains on the wrist and ankles. As I said, I like stockings, garter belts and though used a little less often I do like corsets and high heeled shoes. While I like the way thongs look the reality is I prefer my slaves naked and exposed. About half the time probably the only thing they're wearing is their slave collar and cuffs. I am not into dressing my slaves like young school girls, though one slave early on liked to act out being sent for punishment at an all girls college, then forced to become my slave because her financial aid did not work out and I was happy to go with that. At those times we did dress her in school type skirts and white stockings!
As for what I wear, I have to admit that I don’t give nearly as much thought to that. Usually dark pants, black tee and bare feet, unless I wear shoes that I expect her to clean with her tongue. Sometimes I will have the slave kneel over the shoes and rub their pussy on them to get the shoe all wet, then polish the shoes with her tongue. I will often be meeting a slave after work and like being dressed in a formal suit while they are completely naked. I find my slaves respond well to that too, though the ones that get the wettest from that also used to protest the most when they were completely naked and I was dressed. Now I realize they protested because they were embarrassed, and now they realize they were excited because they were embarrassed. I do like to see a Mistress dress a certain way though. I like high heeled shoes or boots. A black thong or snug black panties. I prefer topless but a black leather strap affair is good too. If the mistress is not looking to be naked at that time in front of the slave than a short skirt and minimal top are acceptable. As you can see there is not a world of difference between how I would dress a dominant woman and a submissive one. Obviously when it is my choice I like to see women look a certain way! I have tried to take advice from submissive women on how to dress as I seem to be able to put a lot more creative thought into how they should dress. They have not really had a lot of ideas, and interestingly if I solicit an opinion they can always give me ideas of how they could dress inside or in public, and even how a dominant woman can dress, but primarily they don't seem to have very developed ideas about how a dominant man should dress. Most have mentioned the color black although some like snug white T-shirts. Some have mentioned that I should dress well, often commenting, as I mentioned above, that a suit works well. If I'm going to wear shoes that they can polish with their tongue or that I will be ordering them to clean. I guess I do like dressing in a suit and staying dressed while they are naked or nearly naked. I would be very interested if any of you have any suggestions as to what a master should wear, as well as your comments about what the well-dressed slave should be wearing. Also, while I've been getting some comments, some of those I've invited have been commenting regularly, and I've been getting some private e-mails from those who comment and from people who read the blog but don't comment on it, but nobody has offered to contribute to a post. You don't have to write a whole post but if you have a paragraph that six something I'm going to put out we can include it. Also, if you have a significant and lengthy comment to make you can e-mail it to me and I'll make a separate post as a follow-up post so that it's more visible than a comment would be if somebody doesn't click on that particular post.
Now, I would like to add a little bit that came to me while I was writing this post. It's a broader topic than just outfits, but as you can tell often my posts begin a certain way but lead to many areas and experiences. So I have some thoughts on complementing a submissive, and dealing with their self-esteem. In my actual experience from submissive women along with the stories I have been exposed to about submissive men, I believe there are some significant differences. Therefore if you have primarily had experiences dominating men you might not agree with what I have to say here but I am quite sure I'm right about submissive women. So please, if you are a submissive woman and you do not agree with what I say now please comment and let me know, because I may be mistaken. I have heard stories and actually seen some “dominant” men, those who clearly cannot rely on their abilities to control, command, support and care for the women in their life because they do not know how, that prey upon the low self esteem and insecurities of those submissives they are lucky enough to find. They seek to convince them that they are unattractive and undesirable so that they will not leave them for a better man (or woman). A submissive woman is a gift to be cherished, and to appreciate like a fine wine, and I suggest to any submissive girls reading this that if you find you are in a relationship with this type of dominant --- one that doesn't make you feel good about yourself, one that degrades you in ways or at times that you're not looking for ---- one that hurts you but not in a good way----GET AWAY--- and don't worry ------there is always someone else out there for you---many others, in fact---I am quite sure there are many people out there for everyone. Never settle! Now, dressing submissives in outfits that accentuate their positive physical attributes can sometimes be challenging, because if they do not have good self esteem they will not see how great they look in the outfit, and they may not be comfortable with you seeing them in it. You will need to convince them that you appreciate how they look. They will know, not only from what you say, but how you react. Your pleasure will tell them all they need to know. I do not ever say negative things about a slave’s body. I understand that some male slaves, when they like to be verbally abused by their Mistress (or Master too perhaps), they expect to hear about their pathetic small cocks, and worthless balls or what-have-you, but I do not find that women work that way and I have never felt the need to say anything derogatory about their bodies. I am quite sure---(but again, correct me if I am mistaken), that though they may want to be called a dirty, cock sucking, asshole licking, slave whore---they do not want to hear that they are fat, pathetic, have small tits, or anything else like that. Dress them like the slave whores they are---but make sure they know how much it turns you on.

The Importance of Being Whipped (or whatever it takes to get what you need)!

2010-05-20T18:37:00.000-07:00

In a recent post I asked different things about your punishment; what is your favorite, what don't you like, how you most often get punished, etc. Although there haven't been a lot of comments compared to the larger number of people reading the post, I have received some direct e-mails. I've got enough e-mails that I thought I should do a post that addresses them. The questions I'm asked in those are how do I discuss with my slaves what punishments they like and don't like, what did I ask to find out that they can't tolerate as much right before their periods, if a slave doesn't like the punishment I'm particularly fond of would I stop seeing the slave, or ignore her feelings and do whatever I want, or find another solution (another slave?)?
Okay, I would have to say that in most cases the answers to these questions become apparent over time and while I think the direct approach of a discussion is valuable, some people cannot put into words what are their preferences, but they do become apparent, both to the submissive and the discerning Master. S is the only submissive to ever specifically address individual punishment implements and styles of punishment. She told me that the cane and paddle hurt the most and that it was difficult for her to handle it if I was going to hit the same spot two or more times in a row. She said as long as I moved the strikes around as I did the punishment and id not strike too rapidly she could handle any implement and any amount of force I chose to administer. M has brought up what hurts the most, tight clamps on the very tips of her nipples, severe and rapid paddling of her ass with the heavy wooden sorority paddle she bought me as a present, and anal penetration with large objects. She was not making a judgment or asking for any changes, she was just letting me know how things felt. I have to admit when a slave can handle it, I enjoy a rapid paddling or caning with very little pause between strokes but since I'm very comfortable working within a slave's limits that's not something that I do very often. M. and K. could handle it occasionally, Kayla thought she could handle it but found she could not and I didn't have to even attempt to subject with the others as it's very clear they could not handle that. I have found that while there are things I enjoy with people who can handle them I don't really miss them with people who cannot. I believe I have certain minimum things that I need to do on a regular basis but as of yet everyone I have met and spent time with have been more than able to accommodate those needs. Interestingly, when M and I were talking about some severe forms of punishment that we’d seen in foreign videos she was interested yet scared of some of the intense nipple torture that they were trying. She wanted to see what pins in her nipples breasts felt like. What was interesting is that after trying some of this, she found that these particular acts did not come anywhere near her list of the most painful punishments. She found that the clamps at the very tips of her nipples were far worse than the pins. The funny thing is while I like clamps on nipples and never let my slaves off easy by placing the clamps back behind their nipples, I also don't look to put them on the very tips which I know would be incredibly painful. The time M is thinking of is the first time I made her put tight clamps on her own nipples. She'd never done anything like that before and wasn't sure how to place them and she put them too far forward. When she felt how painful they were immediately became, she realized she'd made a mistake, but being the excellent submissive that she is, she did not even reach to take them off but instead began begging me to take them off or allow her to remove them because they were so painful. I made her wait several seconds while I considered it, and then I removed them and was extremely pleased that despite the immediate urgency of the pain it did not occur to her for even a second that she should remove the clamps without first getting my permission. Since she'd worn nipple clamps many times in the past and could tell what pain to expect ahead of time,(usually minor until they were left on for some time or severe if they had weights attached), she was so unprepared for the level of pain she felt because the clamps were in the wrong spot that she has remembered that little incident for a long time after it occurred. I remember it to this day for other reasons, because that was near the beginning of her training, but she was so eager to please me and so genuinely submissive that her standing there in pain begging me to take off the clamps but unwilling to remove them herself without permission, was so exciting that I still think about it. Now, you might be thinking a slave shouldn't remove clamps if they hurt, it's up to the master and that’s true. If I had put the clamps on her and they hurt I would not expect her to do anything but beg for mercy. The difference is, she placed them where she thought she should, not where she thought would be least painful, and since she clearly put them on wrong, it would not seem unreasonable for her to think she could readjust them herself. But once she did as I commanded, it was clearly unthinkable for her to risk disobedience by readjusting them in any way without permission. I think it's a subtle difference but spoke to her commitment to her submission to me. Whether you're in a casual physical relationship or in a deeply committed partnership the needs, desires and concerns of the slave are as important as the master’s. This does not mean there should not be negotiation and limits testing. Ultimately, if a slave didn't like the same things I did it would probably be hard to have a long term relationship. However, that does not mean that the slave and I have to be 100% compatible on every issue. I knew a girl, slave T., she loved bondage, nipple torture and crawling around on collar and leash. Since I like all that too there was no problem there. However, for some reason, she couldn't really handle anything more than a mild spanking. She also was not a big fan of anal sex. The inability to take a hard whipping was a bit problematic given my proclivities. I have to say that because she wanted to be with me, during our short time together, she asked to be trained in taking harder whippings and anal insertions. We were working with different whips and small to moderate butt plugs when we stopped seeing each other. I am pleased to say that because of her positive attitude our sex life was not related to our breakup. It was for other plain-vanilla incompatibilities. Had she been completely unwilling to address the issues however, it might have been another story. If there is supposed to be a chance of a permanent relationship; I would never say her feelings were unimportant, but I know my needs and desires are going to be at least equally important to me. If either one of us is going to be significantly dissatisfied it's just not going to work out, just as if I tried to force her to do things she didn't want to do---- it would no doubt become a relationship breaker for her. Sometimes, when I am looking around the internet, it's hard for me to tell when I'm reading blogs about 24/7 and domestic discipline what the agenda actually is. These people seem to feel that their spouse knows better and is in a position to help them be better people through corporal punishment. It is often not clear to me if the person being punished is enjoying it at any level or if there is anything sexual about it. Sometimes they write about the fact that after they get punished they get fucked, but it's not clear to me that the punishment enhances anything for them, although it seems clear that the person doing the punishing likes to do these things. (Right? If neither of them is enjoying it just what are they doing there???) I know I have been involved in things where the person is doing them because they want to please me. At some point or another every submissive with me has probably been punished a bit more painfully than they would choose if they were always in control of the level of pain. Even though she was clearly excited I believe M would never have been with another woman if she wasn't my slave. So I am not looking to make value judgments about anybody, I'm just trying to understand what motivates some of the people to be involved in the same kind of activities I enjoy so much, when their rationale appears to be so different from mine. Take some of the girls asking me questions in emails, from the tone of them, some of them seemed surprised at the level of concern I have for what my slave is thinking, feeling and concerned about. Is this coming from relationships they've been in? The submissive women who've been with me are people I care about and am attracted to and we share common interests and goals. This isn't a fiction book or a movie, this is real life and they are real people. If they ceased being real people and became my mindless punching bag I don't think that would be good for either of us. Also, forgetting for a moment that these are real people with real feelings and their own desires in life, there are real benefits for both of us that everything isn't so easy or black-and-white. If I thought M would unquestioningly AND uncaringly do anything I command, it would not have been as exciting for me when she was with another woman because I would not think a small piece of her is a bit embarrassed by the whole thing. However, it would also not be exciting for me if she did these things for me and drew no enjoyment from them herself. During any of these scenes I could check her at any time and she was always very wet and despite any protestations or feigned hesitancy, she always performed eagerly. If she weren’t responding in that way we would not have continued, and I think it's important that we both knew this. Everything I do with submissives, including testing limits and stretching boundaries, is consensual. However, this doesn't mean I sit down with my slaves before or after we're together and negotiate every move. For a lot of us this would kill the mood anyway. I can tell from their reaction usually what's working and what isn't. If something is really not good for one of them I will usually hear some time after the event. If something is unacceptable but somehow we hadn't discussed it yet, I imagine anyone I was with would let me know immediately. That has never come up before because a lot of talking goes on at the beginning of a relationship, even if it is based primarily on D/s. Hopefully this answers the questions that I've been receiving for anyone who might have had them also but hasn't emailed me directly.

Does the Punishment Fit the Slave?

2010-05-14T04:51:00.000-07:00

How do you like to be punished? Or how would you choose to be punished? How do you hate getting punished? How are you most afraid to get punished? And what punishment turns you on the most? Will your favorite punishment be the one that turns you on the most? Are you afraid of the punishment that you “hate”? How do you get punished the most? And why are you punished?
I read a lot of blogs where people are punished for specific infractions. Often they are real things in life like forgetting to pick up the dry cleaning or getting home late. I have to admit I was never so into that kind of punishment and maybe I should have been and I would've had less arguments with people over time. I punish my slaves for performing specific slave, humiliating and sexual tasks. I also punished slaves because I enjoy it so I schedule it regularly. The only time I have punished the slave for real life stuff is when it occurs during our scene. For example, if I tell a slave to wear a collar, no panties and meet me somewhere at 6 PM and she either forget and wears panties or arrives late, especially because she forgot her collar and had to go back for it, are reasons I would punish someone for real things. The other has occurred when I have been with a woman who may have dominated one of my slaves in the past, and was now ready to see what it was like to serve alongside a slave or to try bisexuality. In these cases, in order to create the scene, I have instructed the slave to be clothed and at the door instead of r naked and in position. I will then walk in with the usually dominant woman, who was silently undress and get into the position the slave would usually greet us in. I would explain because of lateness, forgetfulness, whatever, this bitch was going to be punished and was going to serve as slave to the slave. This always served as a great bridge scene for this situation. It put the usually dominant woman in the place she requested, which was to serve and be punished by another woman instead of dominate and punish her. Usually it was not difficult to get a normally submissive girl to punish and command another woman because in the past this woman had punished that same slave and had commanded her to do all kinds of things to her body, either sexually or to embarrass her. This was the case between slave S and slave M. Slave S had the ability to switch even though she was primarily submissive. She was curious about being with another woman but was scared to take the plunge. After M had gotten into the new mindset of serving me completely, I decided she would be an excellent slave to S occasionally. And she was. I have to admit that using M sexually with other women was particularly exciting because I knew she would do it but she professed to not doing it for any reason other than her Master expected it. She made it clear it was part of her submission not her curiosity. I would have had them be together regularly but the real world rarely works that way, and it would not have been fair to M (though I should note she was always excited during these times and was able to cum every chance I allowed her) so I got them together on a very occasional basis. Eventually, S wanted to serving a woman sexually. So for the first time we decided to set the scene with M by my telling her that S. has been running late all the time and was going to be punished being M’s slave that day. M really put S through her paces. When she wasn't demanding S’s tongue up her ass or eating her pussy, she was whipping S, hurting her nipples, strapping on a big dildo and fucking S up the ass. Interestingly, S. let me know afterward that she found it exciting to do all these thing to another woman, but would prefer her serving right alongside another woman instead of being dominated by her. I asked if that was because she did not like how much M chose to punish her? She said she didn't care what I chose to have done to her, even if she had been punished just as much, but it would be more enjoyable for her if I commanded M to punish her or to sit on her face, rather than it come from M herself. So the next time, I had M. naked and waiting for us in her slave position, bent over the end of the couch with her hands reaching back spreading her cheeks and when we came in, S got undressed, walked over to M and got into the same position right alongside her. From that point on, whenever I got them together, that was the way I had S. and M. serve together, unless I specifically wanted to watch one dominate the other, in which case I often had S dominate M. One of the things I enjoy about watching a slave dominate another submissive is that even though they hear the commands regularly, have to perform the acts, and receive the punishment; they are often not as convincing and severe as they could be when dominating another. Because of this I get to punish them for not being severe enough or demanding enough, while enjoying them dominating and punishing the other slave.
Now, if I had to answer the question and choose a favorite punishment, it could be beating an ass with a wooden paddle, or it could be using a braided cat’o nine tails that raises lovely welts but can be used for far longer than a paddle. Maybe my favorite way to punish a slave is to make her do things that excite her that she would not choose to do on her own, such as serving another woman. Fortunately, picking a favorite is not the same as limiting one’s activities. I could not do that. I like to vary my repertoire as much as I like to vary my other sexual activities. When not engaging in D/s I do not just do one thing or get on one position. I like to take a girl from behind, lick her ass and eat her pussy for as long as she can take it, get blow jobs, anal sex, sex in the bath, in the shower, etc.,etc., etc.! I would not be happy limiting my activities, yet I see people on the internet that label themselves “spankos” and are very happy to do so. I have been on sites of spanking videos, where spanking means with any implement from a hand to cane to paddle, but fans have complained when there was bondage, nipple play, forced acts and other role-play with dress up, collars and crawling. There are clearly people out there who very specifically want to beat an ass, and indeed they talk about it like that's a goal in itself. For some of them, they separate the act from sex. I can, and do that as well, when appropriate. If a slave is supposed to undergo a specific punishment for a reason, if they are to be punished without enjoying themselves, if we have a scenario to play out and they will be punished periodically throughout and entire day or weekend; all of these would dictate the punishment without immediate sexual gratification. However, in general, to me and the women that I've been with, the purpose of a lot of this is as foreplay. I would be very interested to know what you people out there think of this! Is punishment all you are ever looking for, or is it foreplay? Could you be satisfied with one kind of punishment? If your ass was spanked and whipped regularly but you never felt another nipple clamp, never crawled on a leash or said “whatever you want Master” again would you be fulfilled as a submissive, and could you be fulfilled sexually?
Going back to my question, from my perspective, choosing a favorite punishment is more complicated than it appears. Let’s take the first choice I mentioned, the wooden paddle. Actually, though I enjoy it, it is probably what I use the least! This is because when wielded with force it is the most painful and damaging of all my generally used implements. I have another implement that I use even less than the wooden paddle, which is a very heavy leather loop at the end of a riding crop handle. From various sites that sell these things it has been called a flogger, a carpet beater, and on one site that sold a version made out of rope, it was said to be one of the most painful and potentially damaging of all punishment implements. Only K. and M. could handle it. That’s why, in general, for standard punishment that may be for an infraction but is usually mostly for my pleasure, I prefer to use implements that allow me to use a good amount of force yet allow the slave’s skin and pain tolerance to take prolonged punishment. Therefore those implements I use the most are a folded over leather bullwhip (which is much less painful and damaging than an unfurled bull whip wielded forcefully), a two-tailed short leather quirt, a thin black dressage riding whip and a moderately weighted rattan cane. I also have several cat o'nine tailss of varying weights and lengths, some whose tails are knotted. These can make an ass or a back turn beautifully red, leave some welts, yet are easy enough to take so that the whipping can go on for as long as I choose. The cane and the dressage whip can be particularly painful if wielded with force and if I intend to use them very hard, may have to be used more judiciously. In fact, as you should know any of the whips if wielded with enough force can only be used so long before the pain or damage to the skin can become excessive. I like to see a pained reaction in my slave’s face and I like the punishment to continue as long as I feel the need, but at the same time I respect each individual's limits and while I am happy to work with them to expand those limits, I am also quite willing and able to remain within them. When you are both interested in expanding limits, it is important to remember that a slave's limits are also fluid and affected by things beyond what you are doing.. Slaves like M and K were able to regularly take severe punishment and showed few limits, however there are times of the month when neither could handle much nipple punishment and neither could tolerate more than a moderate whipping. In this regard they are much like any other women I've known; the week before their period they are often too sensitive to stand much punishment. The two weeks after their period was over was the time that all the submissives I've known could tolerate the most punishment; the hardest whipping, paddling and most severe nipple torture and anal insertions. Have you found that for yourself or others you know? Finally, in my case since the D/s is about mutual satisfaction and often sexual gratification, what I asked at the beginning of this post is very important for me to know. M liked anal punishment, severe nipple punishment, hard whippings and forced humiliation. Kayla loved her back to be whipped almost as much as her ass and also loved her big tits and nipples to be abused harshly and for long periods of time. K wanted the hardest paddling and most severe nipple torture. S enjoyed spanking, whipping, caning,nipple clamps and humiliating acts of servitude. Sometimes a slave won;t enjoy the actual pain as much as taking it for her Master or because she feels she should be punished. Sometimes she will. Sometimes she will accept punishment and sometimes she will desire it. Let’s hear your thoughts on the topic of punishment!?!

Humiliation and Embarassment. It's All Good!

2010-05-12T18:45:00.000-07:00

I see a lot of pet play on the Internet. I'm wondering how you all feel about it? It's obviously popular enough that there are sites dedicated to it. However, I can only see elements that I like. It should be pretty clear I like collars and leashes, I like slaves naked and crawling across the floor, and since I like ball gags and blow jobs it should be obvious that I like to see a slave’s mouth wrapped around something. However my choice for that something would NOT be a newspaper or a bone! I wouldn't have my slaves bark or pant (at least not in the context of panting like a dog). How do you all feel about pet play?
However, this would not interfere at all with how much I love collars, leashes and crawling; which I do not see as pet play, but as submissive and demeaning acts. I not only find erotic humiliation very sexy, but think it is an integral part of slave training and an important part of any relationship with a submissive. This is obviously a broad subject that can be used in many ways, and there will be other posts that cover other aspects of it, like how I speak to slaves and how they say they want to speak and be spoken to, and already I know we have touched on this in other posts too. Kayla and slave S responded extremely well to collars, leashes, crawling and many forms of humiliation and overt subjugation. We all found humiliation like this to be an exciting and important part of their submission. M, as I mentioned, was resistant to leashes and crawling as well as actively performing other demeaning acts at first and was not able to embrace such behavior until there was a mental shift that allowed her to let go completely. A lot of the blogs I find are mainly focused on spankings, with or without implements, and not as much on submission and humiliation, even when they say they are talk about 24/7. When they do mention other things it is often a short paragraph. I have no sense from the blogs I have found what others think of all these things. I have found some foreign blogs that seem to cover more of those details except I don’t speak the language and have to figure it out from the few words I know and the pictures they supply. A lot of those who write about 24/7 end up writing about their personal issues and all the time they don’t get to participate in the scene. This is informative but not instructive. If your relationship is bad--- D/S is not going to fix it, unless it's bad because your sex life is unfulfilling and it turns out you're both interested in D/s, then it could help. The reality is that people and relationships are far more complicated than just great sex. And even people who want to incorporate the scene into their entire life have to realize that disagreements and emotional incompatibility can still come up. Even if you give over control of decision-making to someone else, you will find you have your own wants and needs and thoughts because you're a human being. This is why I can write about a few different women over the years , because the D/s can be great but the relationship can grow apart over the years because of basic incompatibilities outside of sex. Beyond that, you may think you want something but it may run contrary to what you really like or need. Kayla, for instance, would tell me she wanted me to make all the decisions and to control everything. Then, even the smallest decisions like what restaurant we would go to would be question with something to the effect of "are you sure you really feel like that place? I was thinking maybe we'd eat this kind of food!" Despite this submissive desire to give up control Kayla was also a bitch who wanted everything her way. Because she truly did want to be tied up and whipped and commanded to serve this was somewhat less evident during sex. However, even during sex it would rear its annoying head, but not nearly as much as in our daily life. Ah, if only relationships and human emotions were as direct and straightforward as D/s! We would no doubt have fewer partners in our lives but may enjoy it much more! But anyway…back to humiliation. There are, obviously many ways to erotically humiliate a slave; collars and leashes are just the beginning. I will talk about a few others but will leave out what I have done with fruit as you can read about that in a post at the sister blog—Entering Submission. Other humiliating acts that I find sexy and an integral part of submission are drinking and eating out of pet bowls on the floor (however, usually drinks and maybe fruit, but NEVER actual pet food!). Using the slave’s asshole and pussy as candle holders. Making slaves do things to themselves, whether touching themselves or inserting various objects into their pussy, mouth or asshole. Hurting themselves, especially their nipples—twisting and pinching, clamping, swinging weighted clamps, etc. Inserting large or shaped or bumpy things into their asshole. Although all of the subs I know shave while grooming, I them to leave some pubic hair. I like the way it looks; I don't like completely clean-shaven because I don't feel that adults are supposed to look that way. If it is a subs personal preference to shave completely bare I won't force the issue, but besides liking the way a small well groomed triangle of hair locks, I also enjoy making Them pluck out some of their pubic hair with tweezers. Some, like Kayla, refuse to leave any hair and like to be totally clean shaven. So, when I am in the mood to have them pluck their own hair or for me to do it, since I cannot with Kayla, I simply choose a punishment that I know will be much, much more painful and I remind her of why I chose that punishment each and every time. I know some people have made self spanking videos, I have seen professional self spanking videos online and I have read where some dominance have insisted that their slaves self spank. I have never gotten into that myself, and don't find watching that particularly erotic. About the only other self punishments I can think that I have had slaves inflict upon themselves would be where I have a large dildo attached to a chair with some thumbtacks positioned around it and I have made slaves first give the go-go blow job, then have them set their pussy on it to get it nice and wet, both times allowing them to avoid the thumbtacks, and then finally having them sit their asshole's on the dildo and taking it all the way up until they were seated with their cheeks pressed against the thumbtacks. The only other thing I can think that I have done is when I had more than one slaves, and I had them connected by nipple clamps and had them pull away from each other, or had them yelling at stance with a long double headed dildo in both of their asshole's, and made them push against each other to see who could take more of the large dildo up their ass. More likely when I have to subs to gather and I want to watch something I will either have them hurt each other or have some sexual contact with each other. Moving on to other ways that I like to see my subs erotically humiliated, there is cleaning the house naked or in a revealing French maid outfit. Putting a duster or broom or mop sticking out of their asshole or mouth for them to use. Strapping on a face sponge for cleaning or making them use their tongue to clean the bathroom (as I mentioned, I prefer to do this particular thing with a clean bathroom). I am interested to see what some of you have come up with that I haven't even thought of. I have never really taken part in any discussion groups and everything that I've done with my slaves has come from my head or from things I read. My slaves were all less experienced than me except at the beginning when we were both inexperienced. However when we were both inexperienced I had done more reading, looking at pictures and watching movies. When we discussed the fantasies I found that mine were much more involved in varied than the girls that I was talking to. At this point I can't remember to tell you what I came up with and what I read about. There are two things I read, however, that have always stood out in my head. One was from a supposed "real letters" magazine and the other was a book written anonymously supposedly from the Victorian era. In the first one, the Mistress explained that she liked to drink the wine by candlelight so she would “have her slaves bend over a chair and then insert a candle into their anus”. The other was a scene where they had 2 captives bent over a little bench. One woman was bent over and the other was bent the opposite way, so that one's face was positioned right next to the other ones butt an on the opposite side you had the other person's face next to the other ones butt. Both the girls were naked. A man came over what a small whip, pulled down his pants, shoved his cock into one of the girls pussies and after fucking her for a while, pulled out and then fucked her asshole for a while. Then he pulled out of her ass and then put his cock to the mouth of the girl whose face was right next to that girl's ass. If she didn't immediately open her mouth and accept his cock to clean and suck it, he went around with the short whip and beat her ass until she begged for him to put it into her mouth. This went on, with the guy going back and forth from one girls pussy and ass to the other’s mouth, then from that one’s pussy and ass to the other’s mouth, occasionally beating their asses when they were not quick and eager enough to comply. That was a vivid scene I have not forgotten all these years later. Back when I read it I desperately wished I could see that scene in a movie. I never got to see it in a movie, but eventually I got to act that scene out for real and it was every bit as exciting as I imagined. Now it’s true that last thing is more sexual than the others, but I have to think that having your face right next to the pussy and ass I'm fucking and then watching me out of the corner of your eye, as I pull out and present my cock to your mouth has to be humiliating. Admittedly, unlike in the story I read, no coercion was necessary as the slaves willing to do this scene were both into other girls and either knew I would make sure my cock came out of their asshole's clean enough or didn't care, because they eagerly took my cock in every time and never gave me cause to punish them. However, since I wanted to punish them, I held the small wooden paddle and bend over and paddled their asses while they sucked on my cock to urge them to take me deeper. It was an incredible experience I look forward to repeating with new slaves at some point. The only other area I can think of where the acts comprise a large humiliation factor of things like tongue baths and oral servitude. Many times my subs could be found kneeling on the floor with their face buried between my cheeks tonguing my asshole. Or my laying on a bed while they carefully and thoroughly cleaned and kissed and licked every inch of my body with their tongue; paying particular attention to cleaning my feet, my ass, and thoroughly washing my balls with their tongue before moving on to the rest of my body and then ending back at my cock. Other things? Although I have used slaves as a footstool, or more likely enjoyed watching other women use them as footstools, I am not into the whole human furniture thing. I don't smoke but I used to indulge in cigars every now and then, but was more likely to threaten a slave with the lit end then to deposit the ashes in their mouth. It always seemed like a sufficiently interesting and degrading act, but in actuality seemed like a smelly and unhealthy thing to do. I await your comments to see what you have done and what you can come up with.

Thoughtful Master or Gutless? A Question for You.

2010-05-11T17:31:00.000-07:00

When I pull things out of my slave’s asses and then present it to their mouth to “clean”, I have already checked it and know it is clean or I don’t offer it to them. When I have them give me, or a woman, a tongue bath, I expect their tongue everywhere, and while sweat is fine, I do make sure all of us are clean. When I have a sub clean my shoes or a Mistresses’ shoes with her tongue, it is a pair designated for such activities and is not worn outside. I do all of this because I am concerned for my slaves health. Does this strike you as sensible, or not sadistic enough? I am curious about this because M, Kayla and K. all at one time or another when we were together realized that I was making sure things were clean. It often came up around the shoe cleaning, they noticed after several times that the footwear they were cleaning was not the same that I or the woman wore when we arrived. What surprised me is that they seemed disappointed by this. After a while I would start slipping on that footwear right before entering the space where that particular slave was waiting so that they would think I was wearing it outside all along. Those slaves that seemed to care about this also seemed to particularly enjoy cleaning the soles of the shoes, and once removed, to do a thorough cleaning between the toes of whoever they were commanded. This told me that it was more than the act that satisfied these submissives, but the actual humiliation of having to really clean off dirt. Even slave S, who was much more hesitant to perform these acts, seemed much more eager to clean my feet or ass at the end of a long day then when she knew I had just showered. What do you have to say on this subject?

Questions...Questions.

2010-05-10T19:07:00.000-07:00

I am going to occasionally pose questions here for your feedback. Sometimes, when of more general interest, I may post the same question on both of the blogs; Entering Submission and Training of Submissives, because even though my hope is both blogs would be of equal interest to everyone, our stats indicate that there is only about a 75%-85% cross read, and that about 20% of our readers are reading only one or the other. I think the answers to these questions could be of value to any readers here and that the readers of either blog would have very worthwhile things to add to these discussions. More than posing the question, I will have some comments and experiences to relate as well. Please post your answers as comments to that particular post.

It Isn't Easy Giving Yourself to Another...(your ass is mine....)

2010-05-10T18:29:00.000-07:00

You may have gotten the point that anal training for my slaves means being able to do many things to themselves, and far beyond simple anal sex. I guess it's true. Training implies learning and accepting. I haven't met many submissive women who didn't expect to get fucked up the ass. Therefore, I haven't found much need for training in that area. The things that have needed training tended to be getting them to touch themselves the way I like to see, getting them to be able to accept larger butt plugs, getting them to accept taking things in their mouth after they've been up there ass and generally just being more free and uninhibited with the expectations I have for their assholes. Some slaves need more training than others. Kayla wanted to have her ass used and abused. She could take whip handles, dildos and my cock with some time. She had a little more trouble accepting the shape of a large butt plug even though the size wasn't much different than my cock. She had even more trouble getting a large butt plug or dildo up her asshole by herself. I could get them in when she couldn't. Unlike M. she was acted very willing and tried very hard to accommodate but it took her a lot of time to progress. To encourage her, punishment for failure included severe canings, and long periods of nipple clamping with weights hanging from them. Kayla was perhaps the slaves most interested in other women. She had waited so long to be with another woman that I noticed she used to lose contests just so she would have to orally service the winner. She loved sticking her face between another woman's cheeks and licking her asshole almost as much as she enjoyed burying her face between their thighs and eating pussy. She particularly liked licking my cum off of, or out of, other women. Kayla had very large breasts and was also a bit of a snob. She wasn't that interested in being with another woman if they didn't have big beautiful breasts as well. When I was in the mood to particularly punish Kayla, I would bring her to slave M. The reason is, M. is very pretty but had very small breasts. I knew Kayla didn't particularly feel like being with M, not only because of her small breasts, but because of my close intimate relationship with M that dated back long before I met Kayla. Once they were together I would pick contests that I knew M would probably win. As you know, if I wanted M to lose I would just have to make the task anal and self motivated. However, M could take more pain than any other slave I've ever known except for K. Sometime I'll tell you about K! But that's why I use the name Kayla, to distinguish her from this other slave, K. So I would bring Kayla to M, and I would make the contest pain related. Kayla liked to think of herself as able to handle a lot of pain, for me and for her own satisfaction, but her actual tolerance was more moderate. If I wanted to make the matchup more even and not know who was likely to come out ahead, I could make it an unpleasant task instead of pain related. . If I chose to cum on the floor, and have a race to see who could lick up a certain amount the fastest, I could not be sure who would win. If I picked a couple of objects in the bathroom and told them to clean them with their tongues, such as one for the outside of the toilet and the other for the inside of the toilet (even with them knowing it had been cleaned that day), I could not be sure who would win. But if I wanted M to win I need only make the contest between her and Kayla about pain. Because I don't like my contests over too quickly and because Kayla liked intense nipple torture also, one of our favorite contests for the two of them was hanging weights off Japanese clover clamps hanging from their nipples. I would keep adding 1 pound weights. M could handle 5 pounds from each nipple and even swing them when commanded, though not without screaming and crying. Kayla could not do that with more than 2 pounds, and at 3 she could barely contain herself. Another contest is called nipple hanging. Using adjustable alligator clamps I would tighten them until the slave was obviously in great discomfort. We had already placed some nails in one of the walls. They were at such heights that I could pull the chain of the clamps and hook them to the nails, and the only way to keep a severe strain off their nipples was for the slave to remain on their tiptoes. The loser is the one who begs to be released first. This was another contest M would invariably win. Another one was called “the count”. I would choose a very painful implement such as a cane or wooden paddle with holes in it. One slave would be tied down first and the other would be locked in another room with music playing, so hearing what went on in the other room would be difficult. I would then beat the tied slave’s ass as quick and hard as I chose, while we kept count of the strokes. The beating would stop when the slave requested mercy. We would then let some time pass while we surveyed the slave’s well punished butt, so that the other slave couldn't figure anything out from the amount of time that had passed. The goal for the winner of course, was to take the most strokes. That's why one was locked away with the music, so that they would not have the goal of a number of strokes that they had to beat. I wanted them to take absolutely as much as they could. I didn't want them knowing they only had to beat a certain number of strokes. Often, this contest would be two out of three or three out of five. This was another contest M was overwhelmingly likely to win. Only slave K. was likely to beat M at this. But slave K experienced pain differently, or at least it seemed that way, and I would never have thought it fair to match her up with another slave in a pain contest. In fact, when I involved slave K with another submissive, it was to play out a scene and she was either slave to the slave or mistress to the slave. When slave to the slave, I would allow the other slave to do anything she wanted with K., provided she used her thoroughly and punished her harshly. If I felt the slave was too easy on her I would punish that slave as well. When K. was the mistress I held her to high standards to keep me entertained. If she failed she was punished ferociously in front of the other slave. K was another one who also enjoyed intense humiliation. It was not unusual to end one of those scenes with the other slave kneeling over a dog dish with my cum dripping out of her pussy or asshole, collecting it in the dish, and then having K crawl over and clean the cum out of the bowl with her tongue (by candlelight of course, supplied by both slaves asses!) Or having her clean the toilet bowl with her tongue, and then drink from it. It took a lot to satisfy K’s limits..

Behind in your training.

2010-05-10T17:57:00.000-07:00

I can't help but notice, when I cruise scene related blogs and websites, that the ass and asshole are very important to our community. I know they have always been important to me. Kyla, a very shapely submissive I was involved with who had a nice ass but beautiful, firm, large breasts, liked to point out that I seemed a more interested in her ass when everyone else who dated her , none of whom were into D/s, were much more interested in her breasts. This made me laugh to wonder how much attention other guys gave her breasts because I spent a good deal of time paying attention to her breasts. Whether it was kissing, fondling and massaging, or torturing her nipples; with clothespins, adjustable clamps, biting clamps, Japanese clover clamps with heavy weights attached to them and even pliers, I paid ample attention to her breasts---just not as much as I paid to her ass.. She really enjoyed intense stimulation though she could not stand as much nipple pain or as heavy weights as slave m. But I like to collect pictures and clips from sites all over cyberspace and I have noticed that I am not alone in my intense desire to do everything I can to a woman's fine butt. So I thought this would be an appropriate topic to discuss what I have done to train and enjoy my submissives asses.

I very much like to watch a slave play with her asshole as much as I do watching her play with her pussy. Slave m was a particularly submissive young lady with a very high tolerance for pain. She love to be tied up, could handle a large amount of nipple punishment and could take a really hard caning or paddling to her butt. She was adept at giving tongue baths and very thoroughly licked my feet and asshole. She actually licked everything very well, but I mentioned those for a reason. I also mention that whatever I put into her asshole, be it my cock or a whip handle, if I then presented it to her mouth she licked and sucked it clean without hesitation. (It should be noted that these items were relatively clean. I always checked them before offering them to her mouth. She never saw this as I did it behind her, but if it was ever soiled, on those rare occasions I never offered it to her mouth. The reason was, of course, to protect her health. I know some people are into handling that differently but not me.) I mention all of this because, despite her willingness to serve, her high tolerance for pain and her enjoyment of bondage, she was resistant to overt submission. She would bend forward, reach back and spread her cheeks at my command but would not use her fingers to play with her asshole. She would get on her hands and knees naked but would not crawl around with a collar and leash. She would very much enjoy masturbating when I held her hand and controlled it with my hand, but would not even touch her pussy on her own without my physical guidance. Once, when we were in bed together and not playing out a D/s scene, I started to use her own hand underneath my hand to play with her pussy. She always loved this which was evident from how wet she got, and she particularly enjoyed it when I would then bring her fingers to our lips and alternate who got to taste her pussy that time, her or me. The way we were positioned she was sucking on my balls while I was alternating using my mouth on her pussy and using her hand to rub herself. I then took her hand, spread her cheeks with my other hand, and began to use her fingers to touch her asshole while I buried my face between her thighs to taste her warm, sweet juices . Being the basically submissive girl that she was, she would not pull her hand away, but instead started sucking very, very hard on my balls, to make sure I was as uncomfortable as she. Despite the discomfort, she was being careful not to damage me, and I kept it up for some time to let her know what I expected. But it was not until we broke up and then got back together that she decided to accept total submission including humiliation as part of her relationship with me. That I will detail more in the specific training of m. Here, I will now go into some of the general practices I did with other submissives to train them anally. Ultimately these are the things I did with m also, but because of her resistance the training was more deliberate and severe.

All Things to All People.

2010-04-20T10:30:00.000-07:00

In my experience with submissive girls and women of all ages, I have found certain consistencies. Many had the interest or desire long before they understood it, they did not know where to get reliable information about this and did not know how to find help safely. They did not understand what limits were reasonable, what was expected of them if they planned to submit, or how to ensure their safety in new situations. I also found when I first started looking, that it was very difficult to meet girls with my interests---until I found out that just meeting girls meant I would meet some with my interests. The internet has made things appear easier, but I think, and this experience is borne out when I speak to others, that it has also complicated the matter, allowed for a lot of predation and lies and has not helped make anything safer. I feel my experiences, because they are varied without being inappropriately numerous, might shed some light on these issues. Certainly, as a dominant it is in my vested interest to help these processes along. Since relationships are complicated, you cannot, or choose not, to stay with people just because the D/s is great, I can’t always ask the submissives I have been involved with to contribute to these blogs. Therefore I have also been contacting submissives I can find from various groups I have come across online to offer their suggestions, contributions, help, comments or criticisms. I have had a great many visits to the blogs, and am hopeful as I post more that this will bear fruit. I have been getting some emailed questions and comments which were very thoughtful and inquisitive. I am hopeful that some of them will also ultimately contribute. They are, so far, the youngest and least experienced and that may explain both their inquisitiveness and hesitation. In answer to the mosr common concerns; first, I am a consultant and have nothing to do with the business of D/s. I am not secretly representing any sites nor creating a site to sell D/s gear. After that they were mostly interested in a) am I just doing this to meet submissive girls, or b) was I willing to meet anyone? While I am a human being like anyone, and am always interested in meeting people, the main thrust of this was I am trying to make the kind of blogs I could have used when I started out, if the internet were available. I have yet to see a site that really addressed the nuts and bolts of beginning and none that have detailed initial experiences, including thoughts, concerns and actions. If I can do this successfully, I hope that new submissives and dominants everywhere will be safer when they understand what they want, how to seek it safely and when everyone understands what they need and what is reasonable to expect from their partners. It is sometimes difficult for eager participants to negotiate what they fantasize with what other human beings can actually and willingly provide. So can this blog be all things for all people? No, but maybe it will be useful to some and enjoyable to others.

The Training of Nurse M.

2010-04-19T21:34:00.001-07:00

In the sister to this blog, I wrote about this young nurse I knew, nurse M I call her, and how she and I first entered into a D/s relationship. In actuality it was more complicated than a simple D/s relationship. In bed M. was submissive but certainly not passive. She didn't just lay there, if I put something in front of her she knew what to do with it. I could tell her what I wanted and she would comply. When I felt like it, I could punish her and she could take a severe amount of pain. However, despite all of this she was not what you could really call a slave or even very submissive. She wouldn't wear a collar and leash, would not crawl around the floor for me, neither addressed me as master or sir, made it clear she did not intend on doing anything with another woman for me, and would not even lap water out of a bowl on the floor. She was the first that I imposed the particular (and favorite)humiliation of using her asshole as a candle holder, but that was only because she was already bent over with her hands tied behind her back and probably had no idea what I was shoving up her ass. She was always very anal ,loved anything I did back there. When I entered her it used to hurt her terribly, she would beg and carry on, but nothing ever got her as wet as when I was taking her roughly back there. Nevertheless, though she loved any attention I gave her asshole, she refused to touch it herself when I made her play with herself for my entertainment. So you can see, she was exceptional in many ways, but lacking in some. For unrelated reasons we eventually broke up. We would not see each other for a few years. When we finally did get back together, she was a changed person. That is why I am writing this post for the training blog. I made it clear if we were going to try this relationship again, I expected some things to be different. I have to admit everything was much more complicated than this. I could always tell from the way her body responded that she enjoyed submission, humiliation and punishment much more than she could ever admit. She grew up in a religious and relatively uptight home. I think she felt guilty about some of the things she enjoyed. I was frustrated the first time around by her ability to submit and take punishment for failure to give herself over completely to the submission and to me. I started to explain to her how I felt and what I would like, but she cut me off. She said it was difficult for her to talk about but that she understood what I was referring to. She said she was prepared to do anything I wanted and take anything I did to her. “Anything?” I asked. “Anything” she answered, looking down at the floor. I started to explain that a blanket statement like that could leave her open to----, but she cut me off and said she understood what the word "anything" meant. I said I realize that but surely she needed to discuss limits, possibly on some levels of pain and certainly in ways I would make her perform. I remembered her past caveat about other women, and though this was something I would like, it was also a reasonable limit to be placed in a relationship. However, she stopped me again and said she would leave it to me to set her limits and keep my slave safe. She had never used that word before, though I threw it around occasionally, and then looked into my eyes a moment, then looked down at the floor and said very softly…”Master.” I thought for a few moments and then said: “in the past you said you’d never wear my collar and leash or crawl around on the floor. Now you claim you’ll do anything I say. I guess you spoke to soon, eh slave?”
“Yes sir” she replied.
“I consider that mistake a criticism of what is important to me. What do you think I should do about that?"
“I should be punished for that.” She said.
“And you shall be.” I said. “Now you claim you'll do anything I say, yet you always had so much trouble touching yourself anywhere I demanded, even your breasts or between your legs, but you could never and would never spread your cheeks and touch yourself back there, or put anything into your asshole at my command. Now all of a sudden you're going to be able to do it?” I asked.
“Some thing’s still may be difficult for me. Touching myself, violating myself back there for you to watch, speaking the way you want to hear, using some of the words you want me to and being with other women , are all among the things I imagine you will have to teach me to do as you like. I imagine training your slave will be a task, albeit troublesome, that you could find some enjoyment. I was very inexperienced when we met and you taught me a great many things. Now you would have the added benefit of knowing you can train me in anything at all and punish me as harshly as you want for any failure or transgression.”
This is pretty much what was said and the way it went. Obviously it was more complicated and involved. It seemed she loved being submissive and being punished, and she also knew there were many things she did not give me the way I would have liked. It wasn't that she suddenly wanted to do all these things that she wasn't particularly interested in before. It was her belief that part of the reason I broke up with her was dissatisfaction and that satisfying me and making me happy outweighed some unpleasantness that she might experience with the handful of demands she had never complied with before. She thought this might be the way to make sure she got what she wanted from our relationship. To her a little more pain, humiliation or a distasteful act or two, were not such big deals. Forgoing what she believed at the time could lead to happiness was a much bigger deal for her. This is why she presented me with the offer to Train Nurse M.

Where does training start....?

2010-04-19T10:44:00.000-07:00

I am not here to debate or discourse on where our dominant and submissive impulses, fantasies and desires come from. If you need to know I cannot tell you where to look. Therapists do not understand it, though more are becoming accepting and less judgmental. Researchers are just now beginning to realize the scope of those into our "scene" and are nowhere near understanding it. We are on our own. I advise you to accept your desires and enjoy them. However, you need to be safe, within the context of the submission and punishment you crave. I think I have been so successful in finding and training submissive girls because, for one thing, there are a lot more out there than people used to think. The other is, though I am demanding, and quick to punish, I am safe and predictable. These are good qualities when you are going to let someone tie you up and hurt you, make you expose yourself publicly, or possibly have you engage in sexual contact with someone you do not know. All of these may be aspects of your submission, depending on the whims of you and your dominant, and therefore understanding your desires and limits, yourself and each other, is crucial. I always know and understand my slave's limits, and while I will always test them and try to expand them, I will never ignore them or severely exceed them. This goes for their limits of pain, humiliation, servitude and exhibitionism. SO for me, training starts when you understand what each other is looking for, what you each want, need and expect from the other. This can be limited submission or limitless pain-slavery...but whatever it is there can be no effective training without understanding.