“Good boy, you ready to begin?” she said standing up and turning, not really looking if I was going to follow or anything. “Yes, Mistress” I said realizing that the word Mistress was coming more easily to my lips, but still my mouth danced around the word. “Come here then” as she led the way out of the house, letting her dog in, as we went out into the back yard area. I say area because there was no real FRONT and BACK yard, she lived in a large area, but this area was farther from the house. I notice that she was barefoot on the grass, and I saw the glitter of a toe ring. Everything about this woman was sexy to me. We walked to the far side of a small barn, part that was not visible to the house or the road that had led me here. And I saw some big X’s made of wood there. They were in the shade of the barn now, but since it was 11am only, it would soon be on the sunny side in a few hours. I had seen these crosses, before, they were kind of racks to cuff a sub to, and I could see that the appropriate hard ware was there. I knew that my Mistress had trained other subs, and I was just somehow surprised that she really had equipment. You would never know it if you saw this house, or her even, you might have WANTED it to be true, but you would dismiss it fast from your thoughts, but here they were, and I could imagine her whipping her subs here tied up behind her barn. She stopped and turned to me and said “I am going to call you “A” for the weekend, which will be your new name while you are here. Now “A” get undressed all the way and put your clothes in a pile at your feet. We were still not in the shade, the crosses were but we were not, but the sunshine and the air felt good to my skin as it started being more and more exposed to her. My cock was getting stronger too, as I felt the air move around my testicles, and she was obviously staring at my cock as she made an appreciative “mmmmmm” sound. I undressed as I said, “yes Mistress” to her and put all my clothes in a pile at my feet, loosely folding them so they would not be a mess. “Take one step back and stand there with your legs spread.” She commanded, but not in a harsh tone. “Yes Mistress” I responded and complied. She walked behind me and from between my legs behind me she took my balls and caressed them. I felt her chin on my shoulder and her robe press into my back as she reached further and took the shaft of my dick in her hand and stroked it down, making me very hard now. She was purring, in my ears, I was proud that she liked me, but she was also showing me this was her show. She walked away from me and looked me over. “Pee on your clothes” she said again with confidence of a command, but not harshly. “Pee on my clothes?” I looked at her questionably. “Yes, Pee on your clothes, I will wash them before you leave, I want you to say good bye to them, and this will be symbolic of stepping into my world. And “A”, you did not call me Mistress, and you questioned me. I don’t want you to do that again. OK?” “Yes Mistress” I replied looking down, damn, I had messed up so quickly; ok I was going to be better at this. “ “A” I will spank you or use a crop on you next time you forget, I want you to know that it is punishment, if there are many punishments, you won’t be having any fun, and I want us to have fun. I want to feel you in me, but that is only for good boys, you want to be a good boy don’t you “A”? She asked of me with a pouty face. “Yes Mistress”, I was still beating myself up a bit inside, and I felt like I really had been put in my place. The good thing is though that it did get my cock a little softer from the hardness it had from being in her hands, so that I could pee. With just a bit of brain coaxing I was able to get my stream going, and then it flowed freely as I urinated on my clothes. I could feel a passage of sorts with this ritual, it was amazing, she was in control and I felt it already. I did not question that she could keep it, because I did not want my brain to wander, I wanted to be in the moment.
“Come here” she said as she moved to the cross that was in the middle. I knew what to do as I responded appropriately this time and stood in front of the cross and lifted my arms in a Y above my head and spread my legs so that she could shackle me to the cross at my wrist and my ankles. The ground was free of grass here, and was cool under my feet, since the sun had not touched it yet today, but I was secure there, I was not going anywhere, this was a sturdy set up. She leaned in and kissed me then very passionately and grabbed my cock and started pumping it in her hand. Her tongue and mouth was attacking mine, but I was giving as good as I got, but I could feel the restraints now because I wanted to pull her to me or just feel her hair or just run my hands over her body, take off that damn robe, but none of that was within my freedom. Only I could kiss her back as long as she stayed this close. She raised her hand to our mouths and licked her hand and put it in front of my mouth to have me lick it with her and it then went down to my member again slick this time as she pulled hard on my cock pumping me. “I want you to cum for me, “A”, cum for me” “—–yes Mistress” I had escape from my lips as I kept kissing her – it was a war of passions with our mouths as she pumped my young cock and I felt the pre-cum come out of the tip of my crown and let her hands glide more.
Her teeth and mouth and tongue went down my face – down my neck and over my chest as she bit down on my nipple. And I mean BIT – it hurt but was so sexy and so HOT. She was pumping me more and knew that this was spot to work on me. She suckled my little nipple through the hair on my chest but bit in it some more – in a nibbling sort of way. I was getting close to cumming, but I was not there yet, but she was not letting up. Moving to the other nipple I could feel all of her and I tugged and pulled at my arms so that they could clasp her to me as I held her head tight to my chest as I fucked her hand, but it was not do able for me. The restraint held strong, I pulled and tested their strength with my need and with my desire and I was feeling more and more like an animal that had to break free. I was at the point now that I needed to cum, but it just was not enough, but my Mistress was not stopping, and I could feel her strength and her delight in the control that she had. She was going to get me to cum no matter what. She told me so, and I thanked my Mistress for that as our kisses consumed our mouths again. Finally it broke free of me. My ropes of cum shot out and she kissed me harder and looked down as her hands milked me of my first cum for her. “Oh, how lovely” She cooed, she licked her fingers and walked away. She did not say anything, I knew she was smiling as she was bouncing a little in her step, but she did not look back at me and I head the door open and then close behind her as the spring brought it back with a snap.
I felt sapped, and a bit drained, as all guys feel a little after cumming. I felt how my bonds held me up but the weight of my body pulled on them because my thighs were trembling a little with the after affects of the cum I just had. I was catching my breath and just surveying what I could see. There was a tree line about 40 feet in front of me that was an edge of a bit of a forest – and I was starting to see that the shadow was shrinking in front of me. It is amazing how if you hold still you can actually see the shadows move on the ground when the sun is at its apex. It was quite, but still just the sounds of nature were there, but that was all. I was alone. I wondered when she would come out again, but I knew this was part of her training, making me wait. I was learning patience for her. How powerful this was. I wonder if she was masturbating inside. I bet she was. My cock was thickening up again, but not too hard. I waited and waited. It was warm, actually hot outside. The humidity and the heat made for a sheen that made my skin glisten a bit. The lemonade was pushing on my bladder, and I did not know if I should pee there or not. I did not know to call out to ask, or what was expected. I debated in my head back and forth, but finally I had to pee, and thought better about me opening my mouth, so I just let my stream go and go into the grass that was about two feet away from me to be soaked into the ground that was mother nature. Here I was hanging in my mother’s home. Mother Nature, all around me, I felt natural, I felt like I belonged there, I felt caged at the same time though. I was very aware of my lack of freedom, but I waited. I was now in the bold sunlight, and I could feel the sun burning into me, I figured it was maybe two o’clock now, I had no idea, I was hungry and I thirsty, but I waited.
I think I was nodding off, but I heard the door of the house open, and then slam shut again. And soon I saw her dog come around the corner of the barn where I was stationed. He had his nose in my clothes where I had peed on them and he was rutting through them. I waited for her, hoping that she would come right behind him, but when she did not come, I guess she had just let him out to do his business.
He was sniffing around in the grass as dogs do, he found my other place where my urine was – but then he also found the cum that had fallen to the earth. My seed there, unable to be fertile in this field, but it was a tasty treat to him because he was trying to lick it all up it seemed. He was closer and closer to me. Then he realized that he might be able to get more by licking me! Oh my! The dog was licking my cock. I could not push him away from me. I also kept my mouth closed, but tried to push him a way, but my hips were the only things that could really move, and that was not really helping. I resigned myself, and he licking felt good but weird at the same time. I was just twitching when his little front teeth tried to nip me, but otherwise it was feeling good, my cock sticking out with his long tongue wrapping around me and my balls being licked by him too. I wonder how many other slaves this pooch had tongued. I knew that my Mistress also had women slaves as well. I wondered if she was really into bestiality. I had masturbated to it lots on the Internet. Not something I would ever do, but there was darkness, taboo about it that was so fascinating. But I never thought of ME with the dog, always a woman that would have the beast take her. I saw myself as a wolf some times when I was in the heat of fucking, trying to be the animal that was the primal part of me. But this was just WEIRD, but again I realized I was powerless to do anything but to endure it. I was not letting it humiliate me, but took it as another test of what my mind could wrap itself around and keep its calm.
My new friend I guess got a bit of wood himself, and I saw his red member come unsheathed a bit and he wrapped his own tongue and licked himself. Now there is a neat trick. Licking yourself? My friend Dave could almost do that, and I have jacked off with my butt over me so I could try to shoot into my own face, but how he wrapped his tongue around his own cock, like he had been licking me a moment ago, well it made me hard thinking of those guys and girls I have see on videos on the internet fucked by dogs. I was hard, but soon the dog’s cock slid back in his sheath and he came back to my balls and cock that was there in his face. I could feel the tongue of my furry pal actually play with my anus too, I guess there was more flavor there for him, but after a while he ran off out of site. He came back later, to lick me, some, but again he tired of me. I wondered when my Mistress would come to check on me. I sort of wanted her to see us, and be proud of how I was handling this.
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