The first day ... Part 6
Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:38 am
part 1
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
part 5
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4651
v
Queen Sharri drove us back to the motel when we got in the room She grabbed the video camera and videoed me in my dress and wig. She had me pull up my dress to show off my camel toes. She then put the strap on dildo on and told me to get on my knees. She told me to suck her cock. I gritted my teeth and refused I told her that she could show what ever to who ever but I would NOT suck cock not even a fake one. She insisted and again I refused I told her that she could punish me all she wanted but I would not suck cock. After several minutes of this she finally gave up on having me suck cock but she did punish me. She had me take my dress and panties off and taped my hands to my knees and started to spank my bare ass with the brush as hard as she could. I started to scream out in pain. She told me to quit my screaming and take my punishment that I deserved and to start counting. “And if you wanted her to stop all I had to do was to beg to suck her cock. I had counted to two hundred before she stopped every one of them with the brush, not all of them as hard as she had started but the last few were the hardest of all of them. I had tears streaming down my face but I never once considered giving in to suck her cock. Leaving my hands taped to my knees she told me that if I would not suck it I was going to take it in the ass. She poured some lube down the crack of my ass and poked the tip into my rectum. “Are you ready for this slave you can still suck it if you want to?” “Queen Sharri I will never suck cock NEVER.” She grabbed my hips and thrust the whole thing up my ass and started fucking me as hard as she could. By the time she was done she had pushed me to the bed and I had my face buried in the blankets.
When she pulled the dildo out of my ass she reached between my legs and ripped the duct tape off of my crotch. My cock and balls dropped free. She grabbed my balls and dragged me backwards into the bathroom ripped the tape off my hands and knees. “Look slave you got my cock covered in shit clean it off” I grabbed a face cloth wet it and started to clean it, wiping it and rinsing the cloth out. By the time I was done I realized that the backs of my legs were covered in a mixture of lube and shit as well. I asked her permission to clean myself up she cranked up the cold water in the shower and told me to get in. I took off the bra and wig and got in. The cold water made my ass sting even more than it already was but I stayed in there until I was clean.
It was late Sunday afternoon by this time. When I walked naked and wet into the main room Queen Sharri was lying on the bed reading Kinky Times and had a vibrator buried in her cunt. She set the magazine down and told me to get my hood on and sit in the chair and wait until she was done. I did as she said, and fell asleep while waiting. I woke up when she put the first close pin on my nipple. I jumped and caused the clothespin to fall off “Sit still slave you didn’t think your punishment for defying me was finished did you” “No Queen Sharri but I was hoping it was” She continued to apply clothespins until she ran out of places that she could get them to stay. I had several on and around my nipples cock, balls, thighs, fingers, toes, tongue, She even put clothespins on top of clothespins. The second one pinching the first closed that much harder. When she was done she told me to sit still and not let ANY of them fall off. She went back to the bed and again started to masturbate. Clothespins are a funny kind of thing they kind of hurt going on but after a couple of minutes they quit hurting as much, as the skin flattens out under their pressure. Then when they come off and the blood starts to flow back into that patch of skin they hurt like hell. Well she must have fucked herself for thirty minutes before coming back ripping the clothespins off of my nipples and just when I did not think my nipples could not possibly hurt any more she put them back on only this time half a turn out from where they had been before (the first time my nipples had been pinched in a vertical this time horizontally) I screamed bloody murder and soon found myself gagged with my own panties. “Now don’t you wish you had just sucked my cock slave?” I shook my head negatively. She removed all of the clothespins except for the ones on my nipples. “Slave I will give you a choice you can keep the clothespins on your nipples OR you can suck cock” “I will keep the clothespins Thanks anyway Queen Sharri” I think at this point she started to understand how much I did not want to suck cock. She ripped the clothespins off of my nipples and grabbed my cock dragging me to the bed “get that fucking pathetic cock hard slave” I stroked it and played with my balls until I was hard. She coated my entire cock with Oragel and put a rubber on me then she wrapped my cock with Kleenex then put another condom on me and climbed on top of me riding me like a wild woman and every time she came she would pinch and twist a very tender nipple. When she finally collapsed on the bed beside me. She said; “slave I am thirsty go to the soda machine and get me a few mountain dews. I need the caffeine if I am going to punish you all fucking night” I began to take the hood off “What the fuck do you think your doing slave keep your hood on, you can take the eye patches off but leave the hood on” “and put your dress on and go to the machine by the front office” The machine by the front office was outside, it was dark out but it was well lit all the way there. There were plenty of people out and about around the motel as well there was no way I was going to get there and back without being seen. Then she handed me a $20.00 dollar bill “you can get change at the front desk slave” “Queen Sharri, if I go in to the front office with this hood on they will call the cops thinking I am going to rob them.” “Very well slave let everyone see your face in your dress” and she took my hood off. I was half way to the office when I realized I still had the rubbers and Kleenex on my cock and it was not hard anymore, I could not feel my cock but I knew they ware not going to stay on and I knew going back to the room was not an option. I waited until I thought no one was looking my way and pulled them off and kicked them to the curb. When I walked into the office to get change there was a family checking in. I waited outside until they were done and went back in. I walked up to the desk and handed them the twenty telling them I would like change for the soda machine. They replied that I had to be a guest of the hotel to get change. I told them our room number and that it was registered to Sharri. They reluctantly gave me the change I needed. I bought six mountain dews and headed back to the room. I knocked on the door Queen Sharri told me to wait until she was ready. I waited for about fifteen minutes and knocked again. “I thought I told you to wait!” another fifteen minutes passed before she finally opened the door. I had received quite a few strange looks and even a few lewd comments from passers by.
Queen Sharri had every bit of the rope out on the bed and a book on the table titled “The Art Of Japanese Bondage” and beside it the biggest butt plug I have ever seen. Queen Sharri told me to get naked and go empty my bowels so there was no mess like before. When I returned she had the yarn in her hand and told me to stand with my legs spread apart. She peeled off about fifty feet of the yarn and cut it finding the center of it she started to wrap it tightly around my scrotum. Squeezing my balls against my skin when she was finished the two ends hung down one end from the backside of my sack and the other from the front. She then peeled off another length and started to wrap it around my hard cock starting at the base and working toward the head she stopped about half way and tied it off. She grabbed that huge butt plug and lubed it told me to bend over and spread my ass cheeks for her. I began begging her not to use it that it was too big. She would not hear of it and told me to do as she said or else. I knew what the or else meant and my ass still stung to the touch from the last time she spanked me for not sucking her cock. I bent over and pulled my ass cheeks apart. She rammed it up my ass making me scream out in pain as my ass stretched to the limit. Once it was in and my asshole closed in around the smaller portion of it the pain eased but it left me feeling very full. She grabbed the largest rope and tied a large knot in it. Placing the knot on the base of the butt plug she ran one end of the rope over my right shoulder and the other between my legs on the left side of my bound balls. The end that came up over my shoulder came down on the other side of my balls and up the crack of my ass. She brought the two ends together between my shoulder blades and cinched the rope tight making sure that the knot was still covering the butt plug and tied it. Using another rope she wrapped it around my waist twice making sure it was tight tied a knot just above my cock. She took one end between my legs and up to the rope around my waist tucked in between the rope and me. She did the same with the other end and pulled them tight. She used a third length of rope wrapping it figure eight style around my legs tying knots in it every time the crossed between my legs. The rope was tightly wrapped around each thigh but left about four inches between my legs. She then had me hop to the bathroom door. She tied my wrists together in a crisscross pattern and with my back to the door ran the rope over the top of the door and brought it out under it, pulled it tight making me stretch up and wrapped each end around an ankle and tied them together. She then took the ends of the rope from around my waist and ran them under the rope between my ankles and the door pulled them as hard as she could cinching the rope very tight and tied it to the rope around my waist. When she was satisfied that I was secure and all the ropes were tight enough. She told me “don’t go anywhere I will be right back.” And walked out the door. About ten or fifteen minutes later she came back and had a gallon of milk with her.
She took a moment to set up the camera to catch the rest of this sick torture she had planned. She popped off the top and held it up to my lips and told me “You have three tries to drink as much as possible then I am going to tie this jug to that yarn hanging from your nut sack.” Now milk is not something I would describe as yummy but I drank until I thought I was going to bust, then I drank a little more. When I had my three tries it was still about ¾ full. She then knelt down on one knee balanced the milk jug on her knee and ties the yarn through the handle of the jug. She then gently lowered the jug until it was hanging from my sack it felt as if it was going to rip my sack off. The milk jug was dangling just below my knees. She then cut two pieces of yarn about three feet long and taped one end of each piece to the inside of my arms at the elbow then she got the clothespins she wrapped the yarn around one side of each clothespin before putting them on me. She put them as close to each other as she could in a straight line from my elbow through my armpit on each side. That done she tweaked on still very tender nipples. As I flinched the milk jug bounced around causing me more pain. She just nodded and said yeah I think I know what to do with them. She grabbed the yarn and clothespins again she wrapped yarn around one side of three clothespins leaving about a eight inches of slack between them and snapped the first on directly on my right nipple then put one on each side of it and did the same thing on the left side, leaving a loop of yarn that dropped down just below my balls. The yarn was wrapped around all six clothespins. She then started pulling the yarn that was wrapped around my cock my god it felt good to have it off. The relief I felt from that almost made me forget the pain my nipples were in. when she had the yarn off of my cock she rubbed and stroked making sure it was very hard. She then slung a towel through the loop of yarn and hung it on my cock. “There you go slave when your cock goes limp the towel will pull the clothespins off of your nipples.”
My arms and nipples were singing out in stinging pain from the clothespins, my nuts were being slowly squished and pulled from my body, my ass was crammed full of butt plug and then there was all the rope digging into my flesh. I wanted to scream out but I also did not want to give her the satisfaction.
It was only a matter of a few minutes before my cock started to sag and I began to feel the weight of the towel tug at the clothespins on my nipples. I bit down on my lower lip until I thought it was going to bleed trying not to let her know how much it hurt. Then the towel fell pulling the clothespins off of my nipples the slack in the yarn between each clothespin giving a split second between each one. When the towel hit the floor one clothespin stayed in place. And I could not help myself any more I let out a scream of pain. She stood in front of me tapping her foot “well that almost worked” and yanked off the last one, and again I screamed. “You fucking sissy you’re not going to like this at all I guess” and grabbed the yarn taped to my right elbow and gave it a quick tug downward. Pulling all of the clothespins off, “Oh that really does look like a zipper, I guess that’s how they got their name.” And again I let out a scream. “Shut up slave, before someone calls the cops” I gritted my teeth as she reached for the other side this time she pulled it slow one clothespin at a time. This was much worse. I groaned through gritted teeth as each one was pulled off of the tender skin on the inside of the arm and armpit. When she was finally done pulling the clothes pins off I was glaring at her as if I would like to do her bodily harm and if I was free at that moment who knows what I may have done but I wasn’t free I was very securely tied to the bathroom door. She looked me in the eyes and asked, “Do you think I am mean slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I do” “No slave mean would be if I did this!” and grabbed both my nipples pinching them very hard twisting and pulling them. As I began screaming she let go long enough to get a pair of my panties cramming them into my mouth and duct taping them there. She then again began pinching my nipples until I thought I could take it no more. She let go and said, “Mean would be if I did this” and lifted the milk jug above my waist. I shook my head very hard “NO!” I screamed through the panty gag. Not sure if she understood I screamed “NO!” again she looked me in the eye and asked “No?” and lowered the jug below my waist before it “slipped” out of her hands. “Mean would be if I did this” grabbed my throbbing balls and gave them a hard squeeze. I am not 100% sure but I think I may have passed out for just a brief moment when she did that. The pain was very intense I could feel the yarn digging into my skin I was not bleeding … yet but I did not think it would be to long. “So you can thank me for not being mean, after all you disobeyed me and need to be punished.” “Now all you have to do is agree to suck cock and all this will end I will release you as fast as I can. SUCK MY COCK!” I lowered my head shaking it from side to side knowing that the punishment would continue, But I did not care at this point I had been put through too much to give in now. She again raised the jug up to my chest this time she let it drop. When it hit the end of the yarn there was a tremendous tug on my scrotum then relief, the yarn snapped. Thank god. Queen Sharri must have seen this as a sign my balls had had enough for now and started to peel the yarn off. My balls flopped back and forth up and down as she pulled and yanked the yarn off of my sack. It caused pain but I felt relief at the same time. When all the yarn was finally off she squeezed my balls again until I was on the verge of tears. “Slave punishing you makes me so fucking horny.” She walked around the corner and I could hear her moaning and knew that she was masturbating again. Queen Sharri must have fallen asleep because it was a very long tome before she returned. She ripped the tape holding the panties in my mouth off of my face “Please Queen Sharri I need to pee Very badly” She just laughed and told me to hold it she had to pack everything up. And walked away she packed up everything and loaded it into the car before she came back and untied me from the door but left the rest of the rope on me. I hopped into the bathroom where she held my cock while I peed. When I finished peeing she took the rope dangling from my wrists and pushed it between my legs and pulled it tight and tied it to one of the ropes on my back. This put my hands at my cock and balls. She then wrapped her very pink shear robe around me and told me to go wait by the car while she double checked the room for things she may have forgotten. I hopped out to the car only to find it locked and the back seat as well as the passenger seat full of bags and luggage. She came out a few minutes later, opened the trunk “get in slave this is where your riding” I took a deep breath and hopped to the trunk sat on the edge and immediately remembered the big knot at the base of the butt plug. She held my head as I slid into the trunk. Before I had found a comfortable position she slammed the trunk lid closed. We were not driving very long when exhaustion took over and I fell asleep. I woke up a few times when we hit a bump or when she hit the brakes. But always went right back to sleep. She did stop and check on me once and when she did she took her robe with her. Leaving me naked except for the ropes.
When we got home I did not know for sure if we were at her place or mine she unloaded the car before opening the trunk, we were at my place thank god my driveway is relatively secluded. She checked me for evidence of me jacking off not finding any she grabbed my legs and pulled them out over the ledge of the trunk. Then grabbed the ropes and pulled them helping me out of the trunk. As my ass slid over the ledge the knot in the rope shoved the butt plug a little deeper causing me to wince in pain and utter discomfort.
Once in the house she examined me for marks left by the clothespins. They had all faded away but I was still tender where they had been. My nipples hurt when she touched them and my ass still stung to her touch. She untied my hands and legs and examined the marks the ropes had left. You could see the exact imprints of the rope in my legs and wrists. She started to untie the big rope that was holding the butt plug in place then “No I think we better wait for after dark when we can do this outside, just incase there is a mess.” Until then we can unpack. She grabbed a few bags and headed for the bedroom. When she was down the hall I started to look through some of the bags as quickly and quietly as I could, looking for the videotapes. Not completely sure what I would do if I found them. I am not sure what she would do if I found and destroyed them but I looked anyway. All of a sudden I heard her voice “Just what are you looking for … oh wait I know and they are not there slave, they are safe don’t worry” “now grab some bags and unpack,” When I got to my bedroom she had emptied out all of the drawers in the dresser and had started to put the toys in them she told me to find somewhere else to put my clothes that the dresser was now a toy box. I picked up the clothes and started to hang them up in the closet while she put all of the “toys” away.
After dark she led me into the back yard untied the rope. My god it felt good just to have the rope off she then told me to bend over and spread them. I slowly turned bent over and spread my ass cheeks. She grabbed the base of it and began to yank. It slipped out of her hands a couple times. Each time she tried to pull the butt plug out it was very painful. When it went in it was very well lubed and my ass was still loose from being fucked with a rather large dildo. Now the lube had all dried and my ass was not nearly as limber as it was before, in fact was stiff and sore from the abuse it had taken. She had me wait while she went inside to get the lube. When she returned I again bent over and spread my ass cheeks while she poured lube down the crack of my ass. And pulling and pushing the plug trying to get lube worked inside around the plug. She started to twist it in circles, I don’t know what about that twisting action turned me on but I almost came after about three twists, I was not even hard but damn near came anyway. She still could not remove the plug from my ass and for a moment I thought I might have to go to the hospital to have it removed. Then she came up with plan B. she went back inside and came back out with the yarn. She tied it tightly around the base of the plug and the other end to a tree. I walked out until the yarn was tight spreading my cheek I leaned forward while trying to push it out. Just as I thought it was going to work the yarn snapped. She decided it was worth another try and since I really did not want to have to go to the hospital I thought it was worth trying anything. This time she tied eight lengths of yarn to the plug and to the tree and I walked a little faster hoping to yank it free quickly. When I hit the end of the line it was like a dog hitting the end of his leash. It was then that I felt the crack of the riding crop across my ass. I had not seen her bring it out when she went in for the yarn, but I felt it now. My ass was still tender from the weekend’s whippings and she was not taking it easy now. I did not dare scream out my back yard was very private with the trees surrounding it but the night was very quiet and I knew that the neighbors windows were likely open. I eased to the end of the yarn and leaned forward, slowly I felt my asshole being stretched by the butt plug. It seemed like I had leaned forward at least a foot but in reality it was only a couple of inches. I could not take the pain any more and took a step back to rest. Smack came the riding crop again. She was not going to let me take the break I wanted and before I could lean forward again she let me have the stinging end of the crop twice more. This time I was very determined and thrust myself forward. Spreading my legs and leaning forward until my hands were on the ground I began inching forward my ass slowly stretching SMACK! Possibly the single hardest Queen Sharri has ever hit me. And I lurched forward the plug fell to the ground with a resound thud. My ass hole hurting like never before, I turned to get a good look at this thing she had shoved up my ass. I had seen it before but now seeing it lying there on the ground it was absolutely huge. It was pointed on one end and tapered until at its largest diameter it was almost as big as my fist. Then it was round ball like shape down to the one inch diameter piece that protruded from my ass and connected the flat base that kept it from going any deeper. Queen Sharri headed toward the house and pointed to the garden hose “make sure you clean yourself and that before coming inside. That was when I realized that I had diarrhea like shit running down my legs. She turned the tap on as she past it on her way inside I quickly washed myself off before the water got to cold and then hosed off the butt plug. I sprayed the area down until I could not visibly see ay trace of shit in the grass untied the yarn from the tree and went inside. She had set a towel on the doorstep for me to dry off with. As I walked toward the bathroom I heard her in the bedroom and from the buzzing knew she was playing with her vibrator yet again. I sat on the toilet not wanting to put any more stress on my ass I sat there and let nature take its course. When I was done I got in the shower and let the warm water sooth my aching body. As soon as I got out of the shower Queen Sharri was hollering at me to get into the bedroom. Still dripping wet I went to the bedroom I did not even grab a towel not wanting to keep her waiting and give her any reason to punish me again. “I have a challenge for you slave. Eat me to twenty five orgasms, if you do it in under twenty five minutes you can fuck my ass, under thirty five minutes and you can fuck my cunt, under forty five minutes and you can jack off or titty fuck me, but if it takes you over forty five minutes I bind your cock and balls and you don’t cum at all.” I knew doing it less than twenty-five minutes was not a reality but less than forty-five minutes was very attainable. Making note of the time 10:13PM I had until 10:58PM to give her twenty-five orgasms and get to cum myself. I dove in and began licking and nibbling her already swollen clit she was already very wet and primed it only took a minute or two before she had her first orgasm. Knowing that the first one was going to be the toughest one after that she came easy and often sometimes they were so close together that it was hard to tell if it was one very long one or if it was two or three orgasms very close together. She was counting them off for me though when she had had fifteen I lifted my head to look at the clock it was 10:32PM that gave me six minutes to give her ten more, possible but not likely. But ten more in sixteen minutes was almost a given if I worked her clit hard and fast, and even if I did not make it in sixteen minutes I still had twenty six minutes to be able to fuck those huge tits of hers. I dove in with more vigor than before trying to give her those last ten in time to fuck her ass and get just a little payback, and payback would be sweet. I sucked her clit into my mouth and began rolling it with my tongue. “Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen…” I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy and mashed my nose and forehead against her clit. “Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one…” Gasping for air I licked her clit as hard and fast as I could while ramming two fingers into her snatch. At twenty-three she wrapped her legs around my head and rolled over and ground her crotch into my face. She was sitting on my face with her feet in my back I could not breathe and was in considerable pain from her feet, she just kept grinding her cunt on my face, I thought she was going to break my nose or kill me. She kept this up for several minutes all the time I was fighting just to catch little breaths when I could while she rode my face to several orgasms. Finally she rolled off of my face “Twenty four” I glanced at the clock it was 10:52PM I lay there gasping for a few moments and dove in head first for what ever reason she did not count most of the orgasms while she sat on my face. I only had one more to give her then I could titty fuck her she killed enough time so that I would not be able to fuck her pussy let alone her ass. But as long as I got to cum in some fashion after all I had been through this weekend I deserved some satisfaction. She came a gushing flood all over my face but did not count it off I had visions of her not letting me cum and began plotting a way of holding her down and fucking her if she did not allow me to cum. I wondered what the consequences would be if I just jumped up from eating her to thrusting my cock into her and decided to just continue eating her pussy and see what happened if or when time ran out. She finally screamed out “Twenty-five” I immediately looked at the clock knowing that it would be after 10:58. It was 11:03. She seen me look at the clock and looked herself “oh slave you missed by five full minutes, I guess you did not want to cum very bad tonight huh, either that or you like having your cock and balls bound up.” I began protesting about how unfair she was being that she had not counted several orgasms and that I had given her twenty five in lots of time to be allowed to have vaginal intercourse. I was being very careful not to swear or give her any other ammunition to use against me. I continued to argue my point that if nothing else I should be allowed to masturbate at the very least. After I was done proposed a compromise she would bind my balls only and allow me to fuck her. I objected to her binding anything it was getting late I was tired and getting a bit cranky and well I deserved some satisfaction and I meant to have it. “Very well slave you can jack off, BUT here is the deal. You kneel between my legs while you jack off if you can hit either of my nipples with your cum I will not bind your cock or balls, however if you do not hit my nipples I am going to bind them extra tight that is your choice slave I am done with this conversation, take it or leave it.” I made her promise she would not move or cover her nipples or interfere in any way shape or form. She agreed and I knelt between her legs and started to stoke my cock to life while I stroked my cock she pushed held her tits together and within a couple of minutes I was spraying cum all over her tits and belly and just a little on her face. When I was finished cumming. I took a good look and there on her right nipple was a big gob of cum. She would not be binding anything tonight. Of course I had to lick it all up but that was a small price to pay to empty my nuts and not have them bound for the night. She had me sleep in the huge wet spot she had left. But I did not care I was too tired and had to get up for work in the morning.
The next couple of weeks past by fairly normally well normal for our relationship anyway. We spent every night together either at my place or at hers. She found a reason to whip me most nights but nothing radical most were under twenty lashes, and I got to cum most nights usually by jacking off but I did fuck her a couple of times and she did fuck my ass a few times but she never even suggested the big butt plug.
Friday after work I came home to find a note from Queen Sharri.
“Slave get showered and shaved, you will be waiting kneeling in the middle of the kitchen floor wearing nothing but your hood and your hands cuffed behind your back. Failure to be ready and waiting will result in severe punishment”
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any and all comments are welcome and appreciated, just wondering if I should continue thanks
BB__Bad_Boy
part 7
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4665
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
part 5
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4651
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Queen Sharri drove us back to the motel when we got in the room She grabbed the video camera and videoed me in my dress and wig. She had me pull up my dress to show off my camel toes. She then put the strap on dildo on and told me to get on my knees. She told me to suck her cock. I gritted my teeth and refused I told her that she could show what ever to who ever but I would NOT suck cock not even a fake one. She insisted and again I refused I told her that she could punish me all she wanted but I would not suck cock. After several minutes of this she finally gave up on having me suck cock but she did punish me. She had me take my dress and panties off and taped my hands to my knees and started to spank my bare ass with the brush as hard as she could. I started to scream out in pain. She told me to quit my screaming and take my punishment that I deserved and to start counting. “And if you wanted her to stop all I had to do was to beg to suck her cock. I had counted to two hundred before she stopped every one of them with the brush, not all of them as hard as she had started but the last few were the hardest of all of them. I had tears streaming down my face but I never once considered giving in to suck her cock. Leaving my hands taped to my knees she told me that if I would not suck it I was going to take it in the ass. She poured some lube down the crack of my ass and poked the tip into my rectum. “Are you ready for this slave you can still suck it if you want to?” “Queen Sharri I will never suck cock NEVER.” She grabbed my hips and thrust the whole thing up my ass and started fucking me as hard as she could. By the time she was done she had pushed me to the bed and I had my face buried in the blankets.
When she pulled the dildo out of my ass she reached between my legs and ripped the duct tape off of my crotch. My cock and balls dropped free. She grabbed my balls and dragged me backwards into the bathroom ripped the tape off my hands and knees. “Look slave you got my cock covered in shit clean it off” I grabbed a face cloth wet it and started to clean it, wiping it and rinsing the cloth out. By the time I was done I realized that the backs of my legs were covered in a mixture of lube and shit as well. I asked her permission to clean myself up she cranked up the cold water in the shower and told me to get in. I took off the bra and wig and got in. The cold water made my ass sting even more than it already was but I stayed in there until I was clean.
It was late Sunday afternoon by this time. When I walked naked and wet into the main room Queen Sharri was lying on the bed reading Kinky Times and had a vibrator buried in her cunt. She set the magazine down and told me to get my hood on and sit in the chair and wait until she was done. I did as she said, and fell asleep while waiting. I woke up when she put the first close pin on my nipple. I jumped and caused the clothespin to fall off “Sit still slave you didn’t think your punishment for defying me was finished did you” “No Queen Sharri but I was hoping it was” She continued to apply clothespins until she ran out of places that she could get them to stay. I had several on and around my nipples cock, balls, thighs, fingers, toes, tongue, She even put clothespins on top of clothespins. The second one pinching the first closed that much harder. When she was done she told me to sit still and not let ANY of them fall off. She went back to the bed and again started to masturbate. Clothespins are a funny kind of thing they kind of hurt going on but after a couple of minutes they quit hurting as much, as the skin flattens out under their pressure. Then when they come off and the blood starts to flow back into that patch of skin they hurt like hell. Well she must have fucked herself for thirty minutes before coming back ripping the clothespins off of my nipples and just when I did not think my nipples could not possibly hurt any more she put them back on only this time half a turn out from where they had been before (the first time my nipples had been pinched in a vertical this time horizontally) I screamed bloody murder and soon found myself gagged with my own panties. “Now don’t you wish you had just sucked my cock slave?” I shook my head negatively. She removed all of the clothespins except for the ones on my nipples. “Slave I will give you a choice you can keep the clothespins on your nipples OR you can suck cock” “I will keep the clothespins Thanks anyway Queen Sharri” I think at this point she started to understand how much I did not want to suck cock. She ripped the clothespins off of my nipples and grabbed my cock dragging me to the bed “get that fucking pathetic cock hard slave” I stroked it and played with my balls until I was hard. She coated my entire cock with Oragel and put a rubber on me then she wrapped my cock with Kleenex then put another condom on me and climbed on top of me riding me like a wild woman and every time she came she would pinch and twist a very tender nipple. When she finally collapsed on the bed beside me. She said; “slave I am thirsty go to the soda machine and get me a few mountain dews. I need the caffeine if I am going to punish you all fucking night” I began to take the hood off “What the fuck do you think your doing slave keep your hood on, you can take the eye patches off but leave the hood on” “and put your dress on and go to the machine by the front office” The machine by the front office was outside, it was dark out but it was well lit all the way there. There were plenty of people out and about around the motel as well there was no way I was going to get there and back without being seen. Then she handed me a $20.00 dollar bill “you can get change at the front desk slave” “Queen Sharri, if I go in to the front office with this hood on they will call the cops thinking I am going to rob them.” “Very well slave let everyone see your face in your dress” and she took my hood off. I was half way to the office when I realized I still had the rubbers and Kleenex on my cock and it was not hard anymore, I could not feel my cock but I knew they ware not going to stay on and I knew going back to the room was not an option. I waited until I thought no one was looking my way and pulled them off and kicked them to the curb. When I walked into the office to get change there was a family checking in. I waited outside until they were done and went back in. I walked up to the desk and handed them the twenty telling them I would like change for the soda machine. They replied that I had to be a guest of the hotel to get change. I told them our room number and that it was registered to Sharri. They reluctantly gave me the change I needed. I bought six mountain dews and headed back to the room. I knocked on the door Queen Sharri told me to wait until she was ready. I waited for about fifteen minutes and knocked again. “I thought I told you to wait!” another fifteen minutes passed before she finally opened the door. I had received quite a few strange looks and even a few lewd comments from passers by.
Queen Sharri had every bit of the rope out on the bed and a book on the table titled “The Art Of Japanese Bondage” and beside it the biggest butt plug I have ever seen. Queen Sharri told me to get naked and go empty my bowels so there was no mess like before. When I returned she had the yarn in her hand and told me to stand with my legs spread apart. She peeled off about fifty feet of the yarn and cut it finding the center of it she started to wrap it tightly around my scrotum. Squeezing my balls against my skin when she was finished the two ends hung down one end from the backside of my sack and the other from the front. She then peeled off another length and started to wrap it around my hard cock starting at the base and working toward the head she stopped about half way and tied it off. She grabbed that huge butt plug and lubed it told me to bend over and spread my ass cheeks for her. I began begging her not to use it that it was too big. She would not hear of it and told me to do as she said or else. I knew what the or else meant and my ass still stung to the touch from the last time she spanked me for not sucking her cock. I bent over and pulled my ass cheeks apart. She rammed it up my ass making me scream out in pain as my ass stretched to the limit. Once it was in and my asshole closed in around the smaller portion of it the pain eased but it left me feeling very full. She grabbed the largest rope and tied a large knot in it. Placing the knot on the base of the butt plug she ran one end of the rope over my right shoulder and the other between my legs on the left side of my bound balls. The end that came up over my shoulder came down on the other side of my balls and up the crack of my ass. She brought the two ends together between my shoulder blades and cinched the rope tight making sure that the knot was still covering the butt plug and tied it. Using another rope she wrapped it around my waist twice making sure it was tight tied a knot just above my cock. She took one end between my legs and up to the rope around my waist tucked in between the rope and me. She did the same with the other end and pulled them tight. She used a third length of rope wrapping it figure eight style around my legs tying knots in it every time the crossed between my legs. The rope was tightly wrapped around each thigh but left about four inches between my legs. She then had me hop to the bathroom door. She tied my wrists together in a crisscross pattern and with my back to the door ran the rope over the top of the door and brought it out under it, pulled it tight making me stretch up and wrapped each end around an ankle and tied them together. She then took the ends of the rope from around my waist and ran them under the rope between my ankles and the door pulled them as hard as she could cinching the rope very tight and tied it to the rope around my waist. When she was satisfied that I was secure and all the ropes were tight enough. She told me “don’t go anywhere I will be right back.” And walked out the door. About ten or fifteen minutes later she came back and had a gallon of milk with her.
She took a moment to set up the camera to catch the rest of this sick torture she had planned. She popped off the top and held it up to my lips and told me “You have three tries to drink as much as possible then I am going to tie this jug to that yarn hanging from your nut sack.” Now milk is not something I would describe as yummy but I drank until I thought I was going to bust, then I drank a little more. When I had my three tries it was still about ¾ full. She then knelt down on one knee balanced the milk jug on her knee and ties the yarn through the handle of the jug. She then gently lowered the jug until it was hanging from my sack it felt as if it was going to rip my sack off. The milk jug was dangling just below my knees. She then cut two pieces of yarn about three feet long and taped one end of each piece to the inside of my arms at the elbow then she got the clothespins she wrapped the yarn around one side of each clothespin before putting them on me. She put them as close to each other as she could in a straight line from my elbow through my armpit on each side. That done she tweaked on still very tender nipples. As I flinched the milk jug bounced around causing me more pain. She just nodded and said yeah I think I know what to do with them. She grabbed the yarn and clothespins again she wrapped yarn around one side of three clothespins leaving about a eight inches of slack between them and snapped the first on directly on my right nipple then put one on each side of it and did the same thing on the left side, leaving a loop of yarn that dropped down just below my balls. The yarn was wrapped around all six clothespins. She then started pulling the yarn that was wrapped around my cock my god it felt good to have it off. The relief I felt from that almost made me forget the pain my nipples were in. when she had the yarn off of my cock she rubbed and stroked making sure it was very hard. She then slung a towel through the loop of yarn and hung it on my cock. “There you go slave when your cock goes limp the towel will pull the clothespins off of your nipples.”
My arms and nipples were singing out in stinging pain from the clothespins, my nuts were being slowly squished and pulled from my body, my ass was crammed full of butt plug and then there was all the rope digging into my flesh. I wanted to scream out but I also did not want to give her the satisfaction.
It was only a matter of a few minutes before my cock started to sag and I began to feel the weight of the towel tug at the clothespins on my nipples. I bit down on my lower lip until I thought it was going to bleed trying not to let her know how much it hurt. Then the towel fell pulling the clothespins off of my nipples the slack in the yarn between each clothespin giving a split second between each one. When the towel hit the floor one clothespin stayed in place. And I could not help myself any more I let out a scream of pain. She stood in front of me tapping her foot “well that almost worked” and yanked off the last one, and again I screamed. “You fucking sissy you’re not going to like this at all I guess” and grabbed the yarn taped to my right elbow and gave it a quick tug downward. Pulling all of the clothespins off, “Oh that really does look like a zipper, I guess that’s how they got their name.” And again I let out a scream. “Shut up slave, before someone calls the cops” I gritted my teeth as she reached for the other side this time she pulled it slow one clothespin at a time. This was much worse. I groaned through gritted teeth as each one was pulled off of the tender skin on the inside of the arm and armpit. When she was finally done pulling the clothes pins off I was glaring at her as if I would like to do her bodily harm and if I was free at that moment who knows what I may have done but I wasn’t free I was very securely tied to the bathroom door. She looked me in the eyes and asked, “Do you think I am mean slave?” “Yes Queen Sharri I do” “No slave mean would be if I did this!” and grabbed both my nipples pinching them very hard twisting and pulling them. As I began screaming she let go long enough to get a pair of my panties cramming them into my mouth and duct taping them there. She then again began pinching my nipples until I thought I could take it no more. She let go and said, “Mean would be if I did this” and lifted the milk jug above my waist. I shook my head very hard “NO!” I screamed through the panty gag. Not sure if she understood I screamed “NO!” again she looked me in the eye and asked “No?” and lowered the jug below my waist before it “slipped” out of her hands. “Mean would be if I did this” grabbed my throbbing balls and gave them a hard squeeze. I am not 100% sure but I think I may have passed out for just a brief moment when she did that. The pain was very intense I could feel the yarn digging into my skin I was not bleeding … yet but I did not think it would be to long. “So you can thank me for not being mean, after all you disobeyed me and need to be punished.” “Now all you have to do is agree to suck cock and all this will end I will release you as fast as I can. SUCK MY COCK!” I lowered my head shaking it from side to side knowing that the punishment would continue, But I did not care at this point I had been put through too much to give in now. She again raised the jug up to my chest this time she let it drop. When it hit the end of the yarn there was a tremendous tug on my scrotum then relief, the yarn snapped. Thank god. Queen Sharri must have seen this as a sign my balls had had enough for now and started to peel the yarn off. My balls flopped back and forth up and down as she pulled and yanked the yarn off of my sack. It caused pain but I felt relief at the same time. When all the yarn was finally off she squeezed my balls again until I was on the verge of tears. “Slave punishing you makes me so fucking horny.” She walked around the corner and I could hear her moaning and knew that she was masturbating again. Queen Sharri must have fallen asleep because it was a very long tome before she returned. She ripped the tape holding the panties in my mouth off of my face “Please Queen Sharri I need to pee Very badly” She just laughed and told me to hold it she had to pack everything up. And walked away she packed up everything and loaded it into the car before she came back and untied me from the door but left the rest of the rope on me. I hopped into the bathroom where she held my cock while I peed. When I finished peeing she took the rope dangling from my wrists and pushed it between my legs and pulled it tight and tied it to one of the ropes on my back. This put my hands at my cock and balls. She then wrapped her very pink shear robe around me and told me to go wait by the car while she double checked the room for things she may have forgotten. I hopped out to the car only to find it locked and the back seat as well as the passenger seat full of bags and luggage. She came out a few minutes later, opened the trunk “get in slave this is where your riding” I took a deep breath and hopped to the trunk sat on the edge and immediately remembered the big knot at the base of the butt plug. She held my head as I slid into the trunk. Before I had found a comfortable position she slammed the trunk lid closed. We were not driving very long when exhaustion took over and I fell asleep. I woke up a few times when we hit a bump or when she hit the brakes. But always went right back to sleep. She did stop and check on me once and when she did she took her robe with her. Leaving me naked except for the ropes.
When we got home I did not know for sure if we were at her place or mine she unloaded the car before opening the trunk, we were at my place thank god my driveway is relatively secluded. She checked me for evidence of me jacking off not finding any she grabbed my legs and pulled them out over the ledge of the trunk. Then grabbed the ropes and pulled them helping me out of the trunk. As my ass slid over the ledge the knot in the rope shoved the butt plug a little deeper causing me to wince in pain and utter discomfort.
Once in the house she examined me for marks left by the clothespins. They had all faded away but I was still tender where they had been. My nipples hurt when she touched them and my ass still stung to her touch. She untied my hands and legs and examined the marks the ropes had left. You could see the exact imprints of the rope in my legs and wrists. She started to untie the big rope that was holding the butt plug in place then “No I think we better wait for after dark when we can do this outside, just incase there is a mess.” Until then we can unpack. She grabbed a few bags and headed for the bedroom. When she was down the hall I started to look through some of the bags as quickly and quietly as I could, looking for the videotapes. Not completely sure what I would do if I found them. I am not sure what she would do if I found and destroyed them but I looked anyway. All of a sudden I heard her voice “Just what are you looking for … oh wait I know and they are not there slave, they are safe don’t worry” “now grab some bags and unpack,” When I got to my bedroom she had emptied out all of the drawers in the dresser and had started to put the toys in them she told me to find somewhere else to put my clothes that the dresser was now a toy box. I picked up the clothes and started to hang them up in the closet while she put all of the “toys” away.
After dark she led me into the back yard untied the rope. My god it felt good just to have the rope off she then told me to bend over and spread them. I slowly turned bent over and spread my ass cheeks. She grabbed the base of it and began to yank. It slipped out of her hands a couple times. Each time she tried to pull the butt plug out it was very painful. When it went in it was very well lubed and my ass was still loose from being fucked with a rather large dildo. Now the lube had all dried and my ass was not nearly as limber as it was before, in fact was stiff and sore from the abuse it had taken. She had me wait while she went inside to get the lube. When she returned I again bent over and spread my ass cheeks while she poured lube down the crack of my ass. And pulling and pushing the plug trying to get lube worked inside around the plug. She started to twist it in circles, I don’t know what about that twisting action turned me on but I almost came after about three twists, I was not even hard but damn near came anyway. She still could not remove the plug from my ass and for a moment I thought I might have to go to the hospital to have it removed. Then she came up with plan B. she went back inside and came back out with the yarn. She tied it tightly around the base of the plug and the other end to a tree. I walked out until the yarn was tight spreading my cheek I leaned forward while trying to push it out. Just as I thought it was going to work the yarn snapped. She decided it was worth another try and since I really did not want to have to go to the hospital I thought it was worth trying anything. This time she tied eight lengths of yarn to the plug and to the tree and I walked a little faster hoping to yank it free quickly. When I hit the end of the line it was like a dog hitting the end of his leash. It was then that I felt the crack of the riding crop across my ass. I had not seen her bring it out when she went in for the yarn, but I felt it now. My ass was still tender from the weekend’s whippings and she was not taking it easy now. I did not dare scream out my back yard was very private with the trees surrounding it but the night was very quiet and I knew that the neighbors windows were likely open. I eased to the end of the yarn and leaned forward, slowly I felt my asshole being stretched by the butt plug. It seemed like I had leaned forward at least a foot but in reality it was only a couple of inches. I could not take the pain any more and took a step back to rest. Smack came the riding crop again. She was not going to let me take the break I wanted and before I could lean forward again she let me have the stinging end of the crop twice more. This time I was very determined and thrust myself forward. Spreading my legs and leaning forward until my hands were on the ground I began inching forward my ass slowly stretching SMACK! Possibly the single hardest Queen Sharri has ever hit me. And I lurched forward the plug fell to the ground with a resound thud. My ass hole hurting like never before, I turned to get a good look at this thing she had shoved up my ass. I had seen it before but now seeing it lying there on the ground it was absolutely huge. It was pointed on one end and tapered until at its largest diameter it was almost as big as my fist. Then it was round ball like shape down to the one inch diameter piece that protruded from my ass and connected the flat base that kept it from going any deeper. Queen Sharri headed toward the house and pointed to the garden hose “make sure you clean yourself and that before coming inside. That was when I realized that I had diarrhea like shit running down my legs. She turned the tap on as she past it on her way inside I quickly washed myself off before the water got to cold and then hosed off the butt plug. I sprayed the area down until I could not visibly see ay trace of shit in the grass untied the yarn from the tree and went inside. She had set a towel on the doorstep for me to dry off with. As I walked toward the bathroom I heard her in the bedroom and from the buzzing knew she was playing with her vibrator yet again. I sat on the toilet not wanting to put any more stress on my ass I sat there and let nature take its course. When I was done I got in the shower and let the warm water sooth my aching body. As soon as I got out of the shower Queen Sharri was hollering at me to get into the bedroom. Still dripping wet I went to the bedroom I did not even grab a towel not wanting to keep her waiting and give her any reason to punish me again. “I have a challenge for you slave. Eat me to twenty five orgasms, if you do it in under twenty five minutes you can fuck my ass, under thirty five minutes and you can fuck my cunt, under forty five minutes and you can jack off or titty fuck me, but if it takes you over forty five minutes I bind your cock and balls and you don’t cum at all.” I knew doing it less than twenty-five minutes was not a reality but less than forty-five minutes was very attainable. Making note of the time 10:13PM I had until 10:58PM to give her twenty-five orgasms and get to cum myself. I dove in and began licking and nibbling her already swollen clit she was already very wet and primed it only took a minute or two before she had her first orgasm. Knowing that the first one was going to be the toughest one after that she came easy and often sometimes they were so close together that it was hard to tell if it was one very long one or if it was two or three orgasms very close together. She was counting them off for me though when she had had fifteen I lifted my head to look at the clock it was 10:32PM that gave me six minutes to give her ten more, possible but not likely. But ten more in sixteen minutes was almost a given if I worked her clit hard and fast, and even if I did not make it in sixteen minutes I still had twenty six minutes to be able to fuck those huge tits of hers. I dove in with more vigor than before trying to give her those last ten in time to fuck her ass and get just a little payback, and payback would be sweet. I sucked her clit into my mouth and began rolling it with my tongue. “Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen…” I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy and mashed my nose and forehead against her clit. “Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one…” Gasping for air I licked her clit as hard and fast as I could while ramming two fingers into her snatch. At twenty-three she wrapped her legs around my head and rolled over and ground her crotch into my face. She was sitting on my face with her feet in my back I could not breathe and was in considerable pain from her feet, she just kept grinding her cunt on my face, I thought she was going to break my nose or kill me. She kept this up for several minutes all the time I was fighting just to catch little breaths when I could while she rode my face to several orgasms. Finally she rolled off of my face “Twenty four” I glanced at the clock it was 10:52PM I lay there gasping for a few moments and dove in head first for what ever reason she did not count most of the orgasms while she sat on my face. I only had one more to give her then I could titty fuck her she killed enough time so that I would not be able to fuck her pussy let alone her ass. But as long as I got to cum in some fashion after all I had been through this weekend I deserved some satisfaction. She came a gushing flood all over my face but did not count it off I had visions of her not letting me cum and began plotting a way of holding her down and fucking her if she did not allow me to cum. I wondered what the consequences would be if I just jumped up from eating her to thrusting my cock into her and decided to just continue eating her pussy and see what happened if or when time ran out. She finally screamed out “Twenty-five” I immediately looked at the clock knowing that it would be after 10:58. It was 11:03. She seen me look at the clock and looked herself “oh slave you missed by five full minutes, I guess you did not want to cum very bad tonight huh, either that or you like having your cock and balls bound up.” I began protesting about how unfair she was being that she had not counted several orgasms and that I had given her twenty five in lots of time to be allowed to have vaginal intercourse. I was being very careful not to swear or give her any other ammunition to use against me. I continued to argue my point that if nothing else I should be allowed to masturbate at the very least. After I was done proposed a compromise she would bind my balls only and allow me to fuck her. I objected to her binding anything it was getting late I was tired and getting a bit cranky and well I deserved some satisfaction and I meant to have it. “Very well slave you can jack off, BUT here is the deal. You kneel between my legs while you jack off if you can hit either of my nipples with your cum I will not bind your cock or balls, however if you do not hit my nipples I am going to bind them extra tight that is your choice slave I am done with this conversation, take it or leave it.” I made her promise she would not move or cover her nipples or interfere in any way shape or form. She agreed and I knelt between her legs and started to stoke my cock to life while I stroked my cock she pushed held her tits together and within a couple of minutes I was spraying cum all over her tits and belly and just a little on her face. When I was finished cumming. I took a good look and there on her right nipple was a big gob of cum. She would not be binding anything tonight. Of course I had to lick it all up but that was a small price to pay to empty my nuts and not have them bound for the night. She had me sleep in the huge wet spot she had left. But I did not care I was too tired and had to get up for work in the morning.
The next couple of weeks past by fairly normally well normal for our relationship anyway. We spent every night together either at my place or at hers. She found a reason to whip me most nights but nothing radical most were under twenty lashes, and I got to cum most nights usually by jacking off but I did fuck her a couple of times and she did fuck my ass a few times but she never even suggested the big butt plug.
Friday after work I came home to find a note from Queen Sharri.
“Slave get showered and shaved, you will be waiting kneeling in the middle of the kitchen floor wearing nothing but your hood and your hands cuffed behind your back. Failure to be ready and waiting will result in severe punishment”
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part 7
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