How the fuck did I let myself get into this mess, she is fucking mad. I’m sure I got my Yes mistress in just in time to stop the crazy bitch doubling me again.
“Do you remember when I brought that gay magazine to the rugby club? It was the first drawing of a cock with a piercing I had ever seen. That boy all tied up and unable to escape and his erection pulled down his leg.
I’ve still got the mag; I got so wet Jill smelt my fanny batter. That’s when she wanted to me to be her friend.” That’s when she taught me to use a whip. That’s when I knew I wanted to hurt you so much. Its mad isn’t it, I love you and I want to hurt you so much you cry. Then I’ll keep on hurting you and what’s even madder you will love me more for it.
“Yes, Mistress, I remember. It was the first time I’d ever seen anything like that.”
Do you think I am going to whip you so badly you cry?”
“Yes mistress”
“No Rick, I love you. You’re a sick twisted puppy, your my sick twisted puppy now, I need to look after you. I’m not going to do that. I am going to give you a choice. And you get some pleasure for your pain. You can have a round one hundred with my big soft flogger and a wank to go with it.”
“You can have fifty with the devil tail and a blow job or you can have a dozen with my favourite and then. After, you can have my puss, my arse, my mouth, every bit of me. I guarantee I will get you off with a titty wank.
No time limit if you only have one shot per night, over as many nights as you want and you can have them in any order you want. No gag while I beat you, and if you shout out your safe word I stop, but I stop everything, no fun time after. Your safeword is “rugby club”. And I’m going to do my best to make you use it
Ella-May held me again take your time honey. I doubt you will guess what my favourite is and I’m not going to tell you so don’t ask
I’m going to change. This is for you, not for me. I don’t give a shite how I look while I’m beating your arse black and blue. I get wet no matter what I’m wearing. But I know it’s very important for you men. I know enough about this to know that every man is different. I’m not a mind reader. So if you have preferences, tell me. Come on. Just give me one sentence, one sentence to give me a clue.”
“Err”.
Whack. “Don’t prevaricate You’re lucky. I’m being kind; I don’t think you’d take 128 of anything. YET.
“One sentence Mistress, Corsets, nylons, and heels Mistress Ella-May.”
You, me, or both Don’t answer that. It will be fun finding out. Don’t get lost now, will you? And as she was leaving the room, I got another crack from her taws, just to remember her. Fuck, that bastard thing hurt, but every time I got a lick from it, it went straight to my cock.
It had to be the cane, she had told me I couldn’t take it ten times today. I could take twelve. I could make myself take twelve.
After a good half hour, I could hear the steady clack-clack-clack of approaching steel-tipped stiletto heels. The door opened behind me. Close your eyes. She came from behind to put a hood over my head. It had eye holes, a round mouth hole, and little tubes that went into my nose.
That was tied at the back of my head. I do have to gag you, it’s a shame, I want to hear you beg, I won’t stop once I’ve decided what I want to do with you but begging makes me wet. The playroom is soundproofed, but my bedroom isn’t. With what I intend to do with you, you will be sweating and screaming long before I’ve finished with you.
Your arse will be bruised, cut, and bleeding. But I bet you will want to stay the night here with me to collect your prize.
This red ball is a cat toy it makes a hell of a noise if you drop it. I’m going to put it in your hand, don’t worry it’s never been near a cat. If you want me to stop, like safewording just drop it. Don’t you dare speak, I’ll stop and put it back in your hand. If you want to stop drop it again. I’ll stop and let you go but you don’t stay in my bedroom tonight you sleep in the spare room and we talk in the morning
Do you want to stay? Yes, please,” I whispered. I was shitting myself as Ella-May forced a black rubber ball into my mouth that was secured in place by a buckled strap. There is no consensus from this moment forward.
Then she ripped the t-shirt from my back. Ella-May then walked to the other end of the bed and stood facing me. Are you frightened? I nodded. Good, you should be. I’m going to blindfold you.
I’ve changed the rules just because I can and you can’t say no now, There is a new twist, I’m going to give you three strokes if you guess it right we stop at twelve if you don’t, you don’t win your prise, I’ll let you sleep in my bed and you can lick my puss and my arse until I cum a few times. I’ll let you try again tomorrow.
I knew it was the taws when the first one landed. Ella-May stopped at three. What is it baby? I wasn’t going to fuck up so when I answered taws I added a very pretty thank you Mistress Ella-May.
When she said, “What colour?” my heart stopped for a few seconds. Her “Well answer me baby!” Was quite insistent, I’d seen the black one. She obviously had more. I guessed Red! As she buckled the ball back in she giggled. No pretty thank you Mistress Ella-May either, tut, tut, tut.
With the promise of having my gorgeous Mistress any way I wanted the first three strokes were agonising but with that reward I could easily tolerate nine more.
With the reward now withdrawn my resolve nearly failed. I knew there was no way tonight I could stand another assault on my bum so with that I knew then I wasn’t going to be allowed to cum tonight.
I nearly, intentionally dropped the cat toy. Then I thought my Mistress was testing me, was I worthy of her? I would still share her bed, that in itself was my reward but I only just managed to hold on to it.
Ella-May released the snaps and I collapsed on the bed
“Ooh my gorgeous man;” she traced the lines the taws left. She was barely touching me. It was exquisite–agonizing, but exquisite. You know you’re a very sick little puppy, don’t you? Am I Mistress Ella-May? Oh yes. I’ve worked very hard on you, and you still have this. She grabbed my cock and squeezed it. Not too hard, but as she squeezed her nails into my cockhead, it nearly made me yip.
I didn’t let a sound escape my lips. But I had shed silent tears. Ella-May produced from somewhere a jar of cream that seemed to set my poor arse on fire. Hush darling, it will help. It did help, a lot with the pain after the initial burn has subsided. You can tell me you love me if you want. I love you, Mistress Ella-May.
Turn on your back baby; let me take care of your other problem. So what do you want first? Pardon Mistress. No, Rick, we have finished the play. Ella will do perfectly now. I realised then that when Ella was in mistress mode, she spoke with a very plumy English accent.
When in Ella mode, her northern Irish brogue broke through. Wank, fuck, blow job, titty wank what’s your favourite?”
“I thought I’d got the answer wrong Mistress!”
“I said I’m a bitch of a lover I’m not a completely out of control sadistic bitch. Anyway you guessed right that was my red Taws. Now, that’s a real bitch isn’t it?
Can we just make love mistress? Ella lit the room again; good, I hoped you wanted that; first we can continue the DS bit if you want. But never downstairs darling. It’s in this bedroom or the playroom if you want us to use that, OK? Yes, OK secondly. Will you make it to the finish line twice?
She grabbed my cock. Is there more than one shot in here? Oh yes, mistress. Oh, good, lucky me. Let me give you a hand job first. I don’t think you will last for very long after that Rick. If we are having good old fashioned shag I want you to last.” I really hope you reload quickly: I don’t plan on us getting much sleep tonight.
I got another 1000-watt smile. Mmmm, I could gag you for this, but I think you will like this better. Ella sat on my face. Her fanny over my mouth, my nose jammed in her the crack of her arse. You better be good at this, or it won’t go well at your next punishment session. I was thrilled to hear there was going to be another one.
I was mortified I just got my tongue into Ella’s puss when I started squirting cum everywhere. Ella laughed though; Sweet Jesus Rick, there’s pints of the stuff. Have you no self control at all man?
“I’m sorry mis, err Ella.”
“Oh you big twerp. I did that, I made you cum like a fireman’s hose. Don’t be sorry; well don’t be sorry if you have another one to follow! It makes this girl feel like a porn goddess.’
I was going to let you ride me but I don’t trust you not to fill me up till it comes out my ears, make like a starfish I need you under control.
Ella went to her wardrobe. When she came back she had five lengths of black rope, “It’s died hemp bondage rope she explained. Better than cuffs for this and I haven’t got a parachute for the fifth rope.
I hadn’t a clue what she was talking about and it was obviously apparent. Ella treated me to another thousand watt smile as she started wrapping rope around my limbs. “Jill showed me a little trick. It will delay your inbuilt desire to fill me up with your man milk; and mucky little me will get off a few times,”
“Touch your shoulders; I crossed my arms over my chest. No you nit, touch your right shoulder with your right ring finger.” Using a doubled length of the rope Ella tied the loop to my thumb. Then she wrapped a turn around my hand, then 6 turns quite loosely around my folded arms.
To finish that rope she tied a block hitch around the turns tightening them to a snug hold around my folded arm. Ella knotted that off at my elbow and took the tails to an eye bolt on the corner of the bed. Ella brought the rope back and tied a lorry drivers knot to secure my right arm then tied a mirror image on my left to secure my left side.
The third rope was looped then knotted above my right knee. Then she separated the two halves and wound them down my legs knotting, and turning back at the front of my leg each time they crossed at the front of my legs. To leave a diamond pattern.
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