This is the first time i’ve had to speak with a gag in and the hissing of any ‘S’ sound comes out as a lingering ‘shhh’ in my mouth.
‘Yesh Shir.’
‘Good. Then lets begin.’
I watch him disappear from my immediate view and then feel him run his hands over the curve of my ass and rub lube around and just inside my exposed holes. Ever hopeful for his cock my pussy spasms at his touch before he fills me with a neatly curved U shaped vibrator and switches it on. My back arches from the double penetration and he waits for me to settle before taking a stance over my left shoulder.
‘You’ll agree, I think, that punishment is just and necessary given your recent infractions?’
My palms start to sweat and I can feel my bare toes gripping at the wooden floor for the strength to start this scene.
‘Yes Sir.’
A short pause before the cane stings me hard across my bare ass cheeks. I exhale loudly and bite down on the hard rubber.
He continues immediately.
‘Do you understand that your cunt and your ass are under my ownership and I shall use them as I wish Pet?’
Still ringing from the shock of the first blow I whimper a little on the second reply.
‘Yes. Sir’
The cane bites at my skin again and my back arches.
‘You will revel in service as much as your own pleasure and remember that the pleasure I give you is a reward for that service. Is that clear Pet?’
I pause and take a moment to notice the soft vibrations rippling through my body. My pussy betrays my fear and I feel it drip down my thigh.. ‘Yes Sir.’
The cane cracks across me again a little lower this time and a small lump forms in my throat involuntarily.
‘Your needs are second to my whims Pet. I think you know that dont you?’
My pauses become longer as the struggle to accept the pain becomes very real. A small tear starts to form in the corner of my left eye.
‘Yes Sir.’
I can feel my skin blossoming into welts under the impact of his strikes. The heat of it spreading down my legs and a pool of saliva now gathering around the rubber ball, where I am unable to swallow making it even harder to speak.
‘Overcoming your discomfort for my pleasure satisfies my desires greatly Pet. Do you wish to continue pleasing me?’
I open my mouth sucking in hard for courage and a small trail of spit escapes from between my teeth and drips down on to the desk.
‘Yes Sir.’ I mutter.
‘I can’t hear you very well Pet. Could you speak up a bit?’
A much longer silence ensues while I try to gather together the pieces of my mind that are now spilled across the inside of this hotel room.
‘YES. Sir.’
I brace myself for the impact but in the passing of a second or two all I can feel is the quiet humming of the vibrator against my G spot while he toys with my mind.
Crack!
My knees buckle inwards and I feel his hands on me, one holding me up beneath my hips and the other running fingertips across my striped skin.
I stiffen my legs again and steel myself for more.
His blows keep coming with further and further gaps in between until he finally reaches the last.
‘Number 11. One more and we’ll be finished here. I bet you’ve been holding out for my cock this whole time, haven’t you Pet?
Of course I had. My desires seemed foolishly predictably when he aired them like this and I felt small.
I stayed in my own little bubble of humiliated silence.
‘Have you Pet? Been hoping I would give you my cock? His words delivered, as gentle as ever in tone.
‘Yes.’
‘Yes what Pet? Why don’t you repeat after me if you’re struggling; Yes Sir I have been hoping for your cock.’ he said, relishing in the annunciation of every word.
The task of articulating this with any dignity left intact seemed impossible.
My mouth was flooded with my own saliva. My jaw surrenderingly rigid and my eyes glistening.
I barely tripped through the sentence before his last strike finished me and I folded forward onto the desk.
He placed the cane down in my eyeline and I stayed perfectly still as he traced the mark of each stroke across the canvas of my skin with his fingers admiringly.
He gently pressed his hips against me so I could feel how hard the act was making him through his jeans. Before his fingers reached down through my legs and started to circle my clit. Waves of pleasured relief now rippling through my body as I heard him unzip himself with the other hand.
He pulled the toy from my holes and set it on the table, picking up a bottle of lube and coating himself with it he leant around me and pressed one of his thick fingers into my asshole, massaging the inner rim.
Of course he wanted my ass. It was his and his alone to use, I had kept it that way ever since we had met. The wearing of a thick, metal plug in his absence, a reminder to me and others that I was owned.
He finished rimming me with his lubed finger and brought my hips into him. I wriggled and moaned taking him in inch by inch but the mental image of him fucking me hard in the ass across a desk is a picture I would imagine for weeks while I masturbated following.
He pushed up inside me until and began fucking my anal passage smooth and slow drawing his full length in and out whilst my body adjusted to take him. I tried to focus my attention on relaxing as his lust gathered pace, the rhythm of him now pounding my marked flesh into the desk. I couldn’t tilt or adjust myself in any direction other than to stay bent over and take him like a good little fuck toy.
The scene tested me to the edge of my limits and it took the sum of my trust not to reach for the smug hippo as he fucked my asshole into gaping submission.
With my face now pressed into the window ledge at the far end of the desk he came to a sudden stop and pulled out of me.
Wedging his hands underneath my shoulders and lifting me upwards, I now stood with my back to him as he unbuckled the gag from my mouth. The ball came rolling off my teeth to the cracking adjustment of my jaw.
‘Why don’t you slide onto the bed Pet, facing up.’ he said.
I lay down and tilted my head back over the edge of the mattress hoping to finish him in my mouth, but just as he had in my fantasy, l watched him above me, lips lightly brushing his balls as he rubbed himself to orgasm.
From my breasts down to my painted toenails his cum marked me with his ownership.
Handing me my dress and a pair of shoes he sat down next to me;
‘You did well Pet, it was an intense punishment and a commitment to our dynamic. Thank you for your service.
Now get dressed and dont shower. We will have dinner together and see about those bruises shall we.’
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