A literotic sexstories: Cruel Mistress – The Pipe by Destinydeltona ,
Cruel Mistress – The PipeIn order to understand the dynamics of this true story, I have to explain three things.
Third, and lastly, the pipe. The pipe I’m referring to is mostly used for smoking crack cocaine. It’s a 4” long by 1/4” diameter hollow glass tube. To make it work, you place about 3/4 inch of ‘chore boy’ (google that) in the end and compress it until it stays in place. If you google crack pipe, it’s the one without the bulb at the end. The chore is then pushed inside the pipe about 1/8”, and the crack is placed on that. A lighter is held at the crack end, and you suck the smoke from the other end. Hold the lighter for about 20 seconds while you inhale, and 5 seconds later, the best high ever is produced. Now, I’m not recommending anyone start this habit. But I do it occasionally and enjoy it.
Now, onto the experience. I get a text one morning from Mistress, who tells me to make time to come by that evening for at least two hours. She said she had something very special planned. I was in a meeting so I didn’t get the text right away, so 15 minutes later she added “tonight will make me cum at least 10 times”. Whew, when I got that I knew it would either be extremely painful or extremely humiliating, or both. I responded when I could that I would be there and when.
I arrived at the appointed time and as always, removed my clothes in the foyer and waited. After a few moments Mistress greeted me with her usual glass of red wine, but this time, instead of one of her many Dominatrix outfits, she wore only a pair of cotton underwear. And these were wet at the front. OMG, she’s already horny.
Mistress commanded my to follow her to past the dungeon to the next room, which is modestly furnished with a queen sized bed, a mirrored dresser, and night stands. A pillow was placed against the headboard standing upright on the near side of the bed. On the nightstand I noticed a new pipe and about 8 pieces (a hit size each) of crack.
“What is happening”, I thought. This is unlike anything we’ve ever done. But my desire to please Mistress kept me focused.
“Now, use that pipe and take one hit” (of crack she meant). “ you’re going to need that”.
Oh no. This is going to be bad, but I picked up the pipe, loaded the crack on the chore end and lit the lighter. Inhaled, then bliss. Instantly compliant, and instantly horny (another side effect of crack). I held it in my lungs as long as possible, then slowly exhaled.
Mistress said “Now, if you’re a good little pain slut, you will be rewarded at the end. Sit on the bed with your back against the pillow, knees in bent and spread wide, feet together. “
I immediately positioned myself as she instructed, after which she grabbed both knees to spread the wider, and pulled my feet in closer to my body. This completely exposed my cock and balls to her, which I know she loves to torture. What am I in store for here? But by now I’m high, extremely horny, and only want to please Mistress.
Again, Mistress spoke. “I am going to take a hit, when I hand you this pipe, you are to do exactly what I instruct as soon as I instruct it. Do you understand slave?”
“Yes Mistress”…
Mistress loaded the pipe and took a long hit, inhaling deeply. She removed the pipe from her full, beautiful lips and held it while keeping her lungs full of the sweet intoxicant. Approximately 30 seconds pass, she exhales slowly, and hands me the pipe.
“You are to place the chore end of this pipe over your left nipple. You can test the heat by quickly tapping your nipple, but as soon as you can stand it, place it over your nipple and hold it there until I say remove it. Once it is in place, DO NOT remove it!!! Do you understand you little bitch?”
“Yes Mistress.”
My hand shaking, I quickly tapped my left nipple as instructed. Oh the sting of the heat. My hand shook worse.
“Tap again, every second!”
I tapped again, too much. But I so wanted to please her. Again I tapped, and again. Finally, I decided I had to see her smile. I would take the pain for her. I slowly placed it over my left nipple, which fit perfectly in the glass tube, and the tip of my nipple pressed against the scalding hot chore.
“You deserve this you little cum slut!!! Take your pain!”
My free hand grabbed the blanket beside me as I groaned loudly. My nipple was on fire, and then I saw it. Mistress let out a moan, and her hand massaged her own breast. I held the pipe in place regardless of the pain. It was in fact the worst pain I’d ever felt at her hands, but I dare not disappoint her.
“Hold it there fuck toy. Hold it and know I own you.”
What felt like an hour, but was probably only 15 seconds went by, and the pipe began to cool. Slowly, and still hot, but not unbearable. As my hand released the blanket, Mistress questioned me.
“Is it cooling”
I nod
“Good, remove the end, turn it sideways and place the chore section on the top of your nipple. When it is in place, roll it downward over your nipple to the bottom, then back up until I say stop. Remember, you’re my fuck toy. You are here just to please me. “
Ok, it’s cooled off, this can’t be as bad, so I place the chore end sideways on top of my nipple. OMG…it’s worse!!!! Only the tip had cooled. I can’t take it.
She saw, and immediately brushed my forehead and said “You can do it, make me proud of you. Be my good little pain slut.”
I held it there a second longer, and began to roll the pipe through my fingers downward over my already sore nipple to the bottom. The pain was unbearable, but her hand stayed on my head and I couldn’t let her down. Back up I rolled. Then down again. After about the third roll up and down, the heat subsided. Three more and it had cooled. I had done it. I had endured the pain for her. She was proud of me!!!
“Very good cum slut, your first reward is this.”
She dropped her panties to the floor, lifted her leg onto the bed placing her foot between my spread legs, thrust her pelvis forward and said “Lick!”
I shifted my head into position and began to fervently lick and suck her clit. Her juices tasted so good, but wait… she said first reward. Huh? Would there be more? Of course, there is another nipple, I’ll have to endure this again. I continued to lick and suck the way I know she loves it. After a few seconds longer, she pulled away and stood on both feet again.
“Time for another hit”
As instructed, I loaded the pipe and drew hard on the end, getting as much of the needed intoxicant as I could. It filled my lungs, and again my head swam and my level of horny doubled. I held it in as long as I could, then gently exhaled. Again, 30 to 45 seconds had past. To soon would leave third degree burns and scars, she knew.
“Same procedure, right nipple”, she instructed.
I could do it. I would do it. For her. Anything for her. As I tapped my nipple, Mistress reached into the nightstand drawer and removed a long, pink vibrator. I had to do good for her. Without another thought, I slowly pressed the hollow end over my nipple and felt the tip of it hit the chore.
Worse!!! The pain was worse, I’d gone too soon, but I couldn’t remove it. I let out a yelp, and grabbed the blanket again. I breathed hard and deep. And as I watched the pink, bulbous end of Mistresses vibrator press against her clit, her free hand reached out and grabbed my left nipple, pinched and twisted and pulled. OMG, how sore it was, then this. It helped though. It took my mind off of the pain in my right nipple slightly.
She moaned loudly and her leg began to quiver. She was having an orgasm. OH YES, I had pleased her.
As it cooled, and she continued watching me as her orgasm drug on, I removed the pipe and placed it horizontally against the nipple, and began to roll. She moaned louder, and pulled harder on my tender nipple. Finally, the pipe cooled. And Mistresses orgasm was over.
“Are you prepared to move on?”
Move on, I’ve done both nipples. Then it registered with me. 5 more hits of crack lay on the nightstand. My current position on the bed. Her earlier statement of ten orgasms.
“Please no Mistress, please not that.”
“You don’t want to disappoint me do you slave?”
“No Mistress”.
“Good”
I had a safe word, I could have used it, and almost did use it. How much more could I take? I didn’t know. But I did know where she planned to go next.
She took the pipe, loaded it, and held the lighter to the end. She drew deeply and slowly and through the glass tube you could see the sweet smoke of bliss rush into her beautiful mouth. As she held the pipe, and held the smoke inside, she had a wicked smile for what would come next. Then, she slowly exhaled.
“Do exactly as I instruct. Place the end on your left ball. You may tap first, but DO NOT disappoint me. Take the pain you know you deserve. “
I tapped swiftly several times and then placed the end directly on my left ball. The pain was again overwhelming. She allowed approximately 10 seconds to pass then said,
“Slowly press the tip into your balls until the chore disappears “
Ok. That’s easy. So I press. As the skin of my scrotum tightly wraps around the red hot pipe, I realize that this was the worst pain yet. I stop the push only 1/2 inch in.
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