Chapter 2
August 11th.
After she had finished with my mouth she got up, pulled up a chair and began
rubbing the sole of her shoe back and forth over my cock while driving the heel
into my right ball. Then the left bring me close to coming. "I wonder how you
tiny little cock would feel in my cunt?" she said as she pulled away leaving me
on the edge again. "Would you like to feel my cunt over your cock?"
I cocked out the reply, "Yes Mistress."
"I'll make a deal with you. If you slam your cock head in the bathroom door 10
times. I'll put it in my cunt." she said this while running her finger across
her cunt. "Is it a deal?"
I thought about it for a few seconds. Sure the pain would be great but having
her tight cunt around me was too much of a temptation in my current situation.
"Yes mistress it's a deal."
She lead me to the bathroom door and had me lay on my side. Then she took a
piece of twine and looped it around my cock head and stretched out my cock
against the door frame and tied it to the bath tub leg. "Let's test this out."
Without warning she slammed the door against my cock. "I'm not sure let's try
that again." and brought it close harder then before 5 times quickly. This
brought tears to my eyes. It felt like my cock was being sliced in half. "I
think we got it but something seems to be missing." She left and went to the
kitchen as I tried to regain myself. My eyes must have been the size of tea cups
when she came back with a box of Kitchen matches.
"What could they before' I thought to myself. My mind racing a fifty miles an
hour. I had no clear idea and she read this in my face. Her face lite up
brightly as she smiled and said, Let's play fire fighter." Fire Fighter, what
the fuck could that be? Laughing at the puzzled look on my face she untied the
twine and told me to stand. Then she patted my head and ran her hand across my
cheek and said, "Don't worry little one, this won't hurt too much if you do it
right." With that she took my cock in her small hand and began inserting a match
into my urethra with the head just at the entrance. Then another one a little
further out and another until 5 were inside me with the heads spaced a little
apart. "Here's the deal. I'll light the first one and let the flame do the rest.
The only way you can put out the fire is with the wind the door slamming on your
tiny little prick." Without warning she struck the match held in front of my
face and lite the first one. The second one was flaming before I could get the
door slammed into my cock. I could feel the heat and smell and hear my pubic
hairs burning. I slammed it again and again but the thing wouldn't go out. The
pain was beyond belief. She just sat on the toilette and laughed as I dance and
screamed. After about 30 or so slams the fire was still not out. She held up the
cup I used to rinse when I brushed my teeth. "You lose, if you want the fire to
stop piss." I unload into the cup. The fire goes out but it still felt like it
was still burning and the urine added to this. She held up the glass when I was
done and with a laugh said, "Time to Brush your teeth." I did what I was told
rinsing with my own piss and then told me to drink what was left.
"Well, time for bed. We'll give you a break for the night and deal with the
removal of the items Madame requested and the daily exercises tomorrow." I was
done in but greatly awake from the sexual frustration. I looked down at my cock,
the tip was red and there was black soot from the matches. My balls felt full
and swollen and there where bruise already forming on the sides where the door
had slammed into it over and over. The sight of it was painful but it still
showed no sign of softening. I only hoped that it would shrink without the
consent attention it had received over the past 8 hours but I knew too well that
it wouldn't and sleep would not come.
Sherry turned and looked toward the clock, "Well, it is only 3am, I think we may
have a little time left to play." My heart sunk. She noticed and a smile crossed
her face. Behind her eyes I could see the wheels turning, I didn't really fear
her but I did fear her inventive mind. When I was given the pleasure of taking
her ass she was being punished for what she had done to another slave that was
under Madame's wing so to speak. As I heard it jealousy had driven her actions.
She felt that the other sub was getting too much attention from Madame and broke
into Mistress' computer and had gotten this sub's personal file. His code name
was Sam and he was for the most part only a minor player into mostly light
bondage, feet and spanking. As I heard it he had a long list of limits, couldn't
take pain but paid Mistress Lori very well for her time and was willing to do
her accounting, Taxes and investment for free. Sam was a high profile investment
banker with a wife and three kids. Likely many subs he had a very public life
that was the model of conservative life in the burbs but was driven to darker
fetishes that didn't fit into his public life and his wife was either not aware
of or unwilling to be active in. So he sought out Lori to feed he's dark side
and relied on her professional and ethical side to keep his secret safe.
Sherry armed herself with as much information as she could about Sam and
confronted him at his place of business. She demanded two things: $100,000 and
40 hours of service. Poor Sam was at first totally into the idea of this woman
taking advantage of him and blackmailing him. He thought that a weekend of
playing foot games and maybe some light bondage would be exciting. As far as the
money he was bothered by it but wouldn't miss it. He made arrangements to spend
a weekend with Sherry at a cabin he had in northern Minnesota. Way out in the
woods. Just the middle of no where. Just them, a lake and the animals for like
10 miles. Once they got there, Sherry started soft with a little foot licking
and sucking and then added a blindfold, going really slow and easy. After about
an hour she had him stand and tied his arms to the rafters above him moved on to
a little light spanking and some teasing with a feather. Just pushing all this
guys buttons. Then when he was good and comfortable lowered the boom. Understand
this guy hadn't told anyone they were going to be there. He knew nothing about
Sherry or her relationship to Lori. Just perfect strangers and here is this poor
prick out in the middle of no where, no chance of anyone coming to his aid. Just
plain helpless and she laid into him.
Things changed as soon as she had his legs tied to the side and he gave the safe
word. I guess she just laughed and laid into him with the cane. After reducing
him to a scared crying and now bleeding little boy, she removed the blindfold,
pulled up a chair and sat down. I guess he pissed himself cause there before him
on a table lay just about every instrument needed to preform his complete list
of limits except animals and castration devices. Sherry then produced the list
of limits and began checking off caning, visible or lasting marks and blood
letting. Then began to go through some of the other limits, explaining that the
whole list would be completed before the weekend over and that she was torn
between doing then alphabetically, by casting a die or just at random. She
simply just sat back and watching and listening while he began with threats and
then moved on to out and out begging.
She told him that she would reduce the number of limits by 5 for ever question
he answered correctly. They started out at nearly 100 limits to begin with and
the end he was down to about 14 or 15. Of course she had by the end of the
questions enough information to completely destroy his life and leave him
without a dine and of course another $100,000 and the deed to the cabin. He also
agreed to stop seeing Mistress Lori in the future. To be nice she said she would
drop the limits down to just 10 but she would pick them. They ended up being:
Wax, CBT, anal play, play piercing, scat, piss, sounding, nipple play, fire
play, and enema. Poor Sam had no choice but to submit to the hell that laid
before him. He hung his head and softly cried as she spent an hour circling him
with a crop, lay hard hit and then crackling as he flinched and tried to
hopeless move away from the sting of the crop or bitting his ear or upper
shoulder. Enjoying herself with his hopelessness and tainting him with he's own
stupidity that had gotten him into this mess and going over the list of things
he would be enduring at her hands. In other words fully and sadistically
enjoying herself.
After she had tired of this she set the crop down and put a postering collar on
his. Which allowed him to only look toward the ceiling. She dropped to her knees
and took his soft cock in her month. Sucking it gentle while tracing her finger
tips over his legs and scrotum. He settled into the feeling, enjoying her mouth
around his cock, drifting out of his fear and relaxing. She pulled it out and
teased him with her finger tips, asking questions about his wife and if she
sucked cock as well, Asking him to beg her to suck his cock and tell her what he
was willing to do for the honor of coming in her mouth. She went on for 2 hours
taking him to the edge and back, reducing him, breaking him to the point where
he said he would have cut his own cock off just to come. Then she shifted gears,
he hadn't noticed her placing the spiked parachute around the base of his
scrotum. He hadn't noticed her attaching the weights to the chain. That is until
she dropped full force from her hand just as he was about to come. The weight
pulled his scrotum toward the floor as the spikes drove into the soft skin. He
struggled to lower himself to the floor to reduce the pull of the weight all in
vain. He screamed and begged, offered money, power, anything for her to remove
the parachute or reduce the weight. She answered by giving the weights a kick
and counting out load the number of swings. When it reach 20 she changed to
having the weights swing in a rotation. She told him that if he could get it to
do five complete circles she's remove. She sat down lite up a cigarette and
laughed as he tried swing his hips in vain to cause the weights to circle. It
just dropped dead straight and she would scoot over and push around again and
egg him on to try again. By the time she was tired of this he had lost his
erection and there was blood dripping slowly on to the wood floor below. She
just turned out the light and went to bed.
The next morning she woke up and release his legs. He began kicking, she simply
stepped back and watched him struggle, inflicting more pain on his scrotum as
the weights swung back in forth with his struggle. Adding to this was the fact
that he had morning wood and need badly to piss. After a few moments he gave up
and relaxed. She quickly hobbled him with a set of restraints and a 8 inch
chain. She then released his hands for the rafter and let them fall in front of
him and he fell to his knees. At last with the weights on the floor the pressure
was relieved on his scrotum. Sherry attached a lead to the collar and began move
toward the front door. Stopping at the front door she turned around and placed a
leather gag in his mouth and then pushed his face to the floor and inserted a
anal plug with a long tail in his ass. She said something is missing and then
produced doggie ears on a head band and placed it on his head. "Time to go
potty." She said, dragging him out the door and down the stairs. Each step
brought whimpers from Sam as the weights on the parachute slide from one step to
the one below.
The yard of the cabin was nothing more then a slow grade of rocks, sticks, dirt
and pine needle. Half way into the yard and Sam's knees were bleeding. Then she
told him, "Be a good little doggie and pee." He started to squat and she
corrected him., "No like a doggie, find the right spot and then mark you turf."
He began wondering around the yard until she gave him the sign that it was
enough choosing. He lifted his leg as well as he could and let loose onto a
fence rail. As he was just about done a car pulled up the road. Fearfully he
tired to cover up as best and could and started to rise to run for the shelter
of the cabin. Sherry was having none of that and held him tightly and forced him
to the ground.
The car parked and out stepped a woman and a man. The man was a mystery to Sam
but the woman wasn't. There is a tight black dress was his wife Sara. I'm sure
he thought to himself salvation. Sure the cat was out of the bag but at least he
would get out of this mess. Maybe lose his wife but would get on with his life.
It must have been a complete surprise when she greeted Sherry warmly with a peek
on the cheek and then addressed him, "Sam did you really think I didn't know
about your little "interest"? I mean I found the magazines collection in the
back store room years ago. You'd think the fact that I didn't question wear you
went on Thursdays would have been a clue. Did you really think that I was so
stupid?" She went on to explain that Sherry had contacted her and offered to
share the weekend with her and the man was Jim her lover of some time and that
he was Bi. Jim took care of certain needs that she had and he would get to know
those needs very well this weekend and just how well Jim took care of them. This
was a great deal more then Sam really thought he could handle.
"It's been a long drive Jim, do you have to go?. If you do feel free to use my
dear sweet husband. Oh yeah, Jim this is Sam." Jim walked up to the covering
figure of Sam and pulled out his cock and let loose right into Sam's face making
sure that the leather gag was soaked and that some of it entered his mouth. He
finished by wiping his cock into Sam's hair and then patting he's head and
saying good toilet. Next Sara walked calmly up to him and said, "Taste good?
Well, get used to it. Welcome to hell, this weekend is only the start and it's
just beginning." She took up the lead and half drug him back to the cabin. Each
step a struggle as he tried to keep up dragging his body with his bound hands
and all the while pulling the 5 pound weight through the dirt with his scrotum.
His head must have been swing with the changes in his life and the immediate
problem of how he was going to get back up the stairs. He stopped at the bottom
step and looked up pleading for help but got none. Just a tug on the lead. The
only way he could figure out how to manage the stairs was to stretch out his
legs and try to lift the weight high enough to clear the step and then set the
weight down and move to the next. His head was full of some much pain that he
began to hope that his scrotum would just drop of. That his whole genitals would
drop off completely. Hadn't it been them that got him in this mess in the first
place.
Once inside Sara removed the Parachute and cleaned the wounds with iodine.
Sherry and Jim headed outside to leave the two of them alone The pain was
incredible but Sara's warm hands on his genitals had caused he's erection to
return. She took note of this and aided in his arousal. He swimmed the effect of
her hands on him. Regardless of the pain he wished only to come and was driven
toward it. He truly loved his wife and had been struggling with his need to
fulfill his fetish. For years he suppressed he's urges by hiding in the backroom
with pron, his hand and his imagination leading the way. He had even hinted to
Sara about it and she dismissed them. After years of being together the sex
become less often and Sam had relied more and more on his time alone. He had
thought this was because the fire had left after years together but now he
wondered if Jim wasn't the real reason for this.
Sara asked, "Do you want to come for me?" Sam nodded yes. "Do you love me?" He
began to cry as he nodded yes. Will you still love after this?" Sam nodded yes.
"Even though I've been fucking someone else and will continue to do so even in
front of you?" He nodded yes " Even if I will be also causing you a great deal
of pain?" He nodded yes. "Is this just cause you want to come?" He shook his
head no. "I don't believe you but we will see." With that she pulled her hands
away and started buckling a leather cock ring on him that forced his balls
outward. "OK, here's the deal. If you do the following things, I'll let you
come, untie you and we'll go home and never talk about this again, I will give
up Jim and we'll explore your dirty little secret together. Would you like
that?" He nodded yes. "They are not going to be easy are you sure?" He nodded
yes. "If you don't complete then or live up to my standard or slip up in anyway,
the last day will be your life for the rest of your life. Are you sure you are
sure?" He nodded yes. "Ok first off you are never to see another mistress or any
other woman." He nodded. "Second, you will allow me to fuck other men without
complaint as long as it is a one time thing." He thought about this one. He
wasn't a jealous man but it was his wife and the mother of his children. She
added, "and you will have to watch me and my lovers and then clean me up
afterwards." He was unsure what the cleaning up thing meant but he nodded
anyway. "You will sign the papers I brought with me that voids the pre-nuptial
agreement and agrees to a sizable settlement if we ever divorce." He nodded.
"You will go through this game for the next 2 hours and suck and fuck Jim." This
one scared the shit out of him but the choices seemed limited and he really
wanted this to be over and to come. So, he agreed.
Sara went took his hands and rose him to his feet. She propped to her knees and
took his cock into her month. Bring him to the edge and then backing off. Then
the door opened and the others walked in. Sara's face broaden with a smile as
she softly stroked him with her left hand. Sam was on the edge. Just one more
stroke and it would be all over. She stopped and held him, rolling his cock
between her palms. "Breaks over time to get back to business." is all she sad as
she began hitting Sam in the balls over and over. Sam hit the floor on his side
trying to curl up into a ball but Jim pulled his legs up and away and Sherry
pulled his arms out of the way. As Sara moved on to kicking him.
Soon Sara grew tired of the kicking and moved on to other fun. They moved him to
a chair and tied his arms behind him and his legs wide apart. Sherry moved
toward him with a lighter and a candle in hand. She lit the candle and set it on
the table next to him and removed the gag. "I want to hear you scream from this
one. First we need to remove the hair." She lite the Zippo, "This is really
going to fucking hurt." and she began to pore rubbing alcohol over his chest and
pubic area. Over her shoulder he could see his wife half undressed making out
with Jim as they watched Sherry work. Pausing for effect she waved the lighter
under his nose and stepped back. Then with a count of three playing on her lips
she set the fire to his chest and stepped back. Sherry was right Sam screamed
until he was horse. The smell of burning hair filled the room along with his
screams. When she felt that the hair was removed she damped the fire out with a
wet towel and then ran her hands over the smooth skin. "Usually, it's best to
shave before hand but I thought it would be more fun this was and speed things
up a bit."
As Jim recovered he took note of Jim bending his wife over and taking her from
behind so they could both watch what came next. Sara stared directly into Sam's
eyes as she bit her lower lip. Though he hated to admit it, watching his wife
being fucked while being tied up and unable to stop it was a big turn on. This
and being aroused by much of the play over the last few hours surprised him.
Even being pissed on had been a big turn on. The train of thought was derailed
by two things, the 8 inch rod that Sherry was holding in her gloved hand and the
thump of her index finger on his left testicle. Sam had never seen a sounding
rod before and was more than a little puzzled by it but quickly understood it's
uses as it was lubed up and inserted to the halt. The pain was deep and burning
but at the same time arousing. Sherry began twisting it in circles and tapping
it. This went on for sometime and two things surprised poor Sam. The first being
that regardless of the amount of pain his cock did not soften and that Jim still
hadn't came.
Sherry got bored with the sounding rod and stepped away and returned to the back
of Sam. She bent forward, laying her breast against his back. He could feel her
nipple through the bra she was wearing they were hard and full of blood. She
draped her arms around him, a candle in each hand. Her month was close to his
ear. He savored her warmth and softness. Taking it in completely. She whisper
into his ear, "So, you like to watch your wife get fucked. Look at that hot stud
fucking your beautiful wife. She told me he can last for hours and she really
likes to be fucked in the ass. She said she never let you do that. That must
make you feel like shit to know that this guy has fucked her somewhere you
haven't. Maybe they'll do it for us now. I bet you'd enjoy that wouldn't you?
You piece of shit. You know I fucking hate you. I hate all men but you I really
hate." She began bitting his ear hard. It felt like she was tearing it off and
then she tipped the candles, poring the wax over his nipples, then down his
stomach and over his thighs. She moved in front of him as he screamed and tried
to pointless move away from the heat of the wax. She stood over him holding the
candles above his cock. Sam began to beg and Sherry acted like she was thinking
about as she lowered the candles within inches of his cock. She smiled as she
tipped the candles cause a flood of wax to pore over his cock until it was
completely covered in wax. Sam screamed and bucked against his binding until he
tipped the chair over. Sherry just stood over him and laughed.
Through his pain he looked up at Sara, her face was showing signs he knew will.
Eyes wide, mouth open and body shaking. She began to hurl insults at Sam, "You
piece of shit toe sucking freak. F you fucked me as well as he does I wouldn't
have to go out looking for it. No you a little worm not a man. You'd rather suck
toes then fuck me." She fell to the floor and patted Jim's cock and then after
she recovered picked up a ridding crop. Moving toward Sam she raised the crop
and fired down blow after blow only stopping long enough for Jim and Sherry to
lift chair upright. Then she really went to town. Removing the wax as she swung
away. First his chest and thighs and then his cock. At last she dropped the crop
and sat down. Snapping her fingers and pointing to her cunt. Jim like a little
dog dropped to his knees and drove his face into her cunt.
Sherry began to remove the wax that was left with a straight razor. Once she was
satisfied that all the wax had been remove she pulled an end table over to Sam's
side out of sight and put on a fresh pair of gloves. Opened a betadine swab and
began disinfecting his penis and nipple area. Sitting back she waited for the
betadine to activate and removed her gloves and lite a cigarette. Drawing deeply
she then asked into Sam's month. He knew this game and it was something that was
within his limits but feared that when she moved the cigarette close to his cock
and to his inter thigh, that she wasn't going to stop at just letting him feel
the heat. He feared that she would burn him deeply with it. This caused him to
jump when the burning tip was close enough to feel and Sherry greatly enjoyed
the game and his reaction. She played up the vamp, teasing him with her hands,
crossing and re-crossing her leg. He closed his eyes and soaked in the inviting
sound. She blew smoke in his face. Gave him quick teasing glances at her cunt.
He was beyond excited. He was floating on the felling on his on arousal.
With a stabbing motion Sherry put out the cigarette into the ash tray and put a
large ball gag into he's mouth and buckled it in the back. She took in his
wonder as she ripped open a package and bent over out of his sight. Then he felt
a cork on one side of his right nipple and a burning pain that seemed never end
as she drove a 18g needle through his nipple. He looked at his wife through the
tears now forming as she pulled on her nipple and began to come again. Sherry
pulled on the needle and twisted it, sending waves of both the erotic and pain
straight through and to his cock. Twisting and flaying as best he could while
Sherry sat back and played with her cunt outside his view. Once he had settle
down she moved on to the other nipple. Sam felt like he was going to come but it
was an orgasm that seemed like it would never complete. Felling like he was
warmed up she moved on to the area around the nipples making a star pattern. Sam
found himself in another world. His was floating outside his body and he felt
like his whole body was one sensitive penis. Every thing then faded to black.
When Sam came to it was dark outside and he could hear but not see, Sherry, Jim
and his wife going at it in the room. He sat there trying to figure out just
what was going on, where he was at and how long he had been out. Slowly it all
came back. He had a lot to think about while he waited. The most madding thing
about it was he had no choice to wait. He was a body of wait and want. At last
they all appeared naked. Sara said, "Well, well, well look who's up. Are we all
rested and ready for round two." She paused as if waiting for a reply and then
continued, "I think I'll take over from here and Sherry can be Jim's fluffier
until we need him."
Sara removed the poster collar and said she wanted him to watch what she was
going to do to him as he sat helplessly. Putting on a set of gloves she picked
up a needle and a cork. As she traced down his chest and stomach she said, "Oh
where or where, am I going to put this one." Stopping at his bruised and
battered cock she paused and said, "ahh not just yet." and moved to his scrotum
driving one after another into his sack. Once 15 or 20 was in she moved on to
the base of the shaft. She slowly inserted one through the out skin on the front
then the sides and the back creating a ring. After about an hour she had 6 rings
about an inch or so apart. Then she moved on to the glands. Driving the needles
vertical through the edge until about ten were through creating a strange crown
of sorts. Sam was in another world surfing on wave after wave. Then she stopped
noticing that he was out of it and put the smelling salts under his nose. Awake
and alert he watched on as she took the last needle and drove it millimeter by
millimeter through the glands. "I think we are going to have to have your cock
pierced permanently after you heal up." His own cock now looked foreign to him.
It was purple and bruised, tied tightly by the cock ring, needles, sounding rod
sticking out of his piss hole, needles everywhere. They left him be for a few
minutes while they sat back and eat. Sherry even went as far as to take a number
of pictures of their handy work to remember it by.
Once down eating they released Sam's hands and feet. His legs and arms were
jell-O and he fell to the floor and just sat there for a few minutes. Sara took
the scraps from their plate and scraped then into a large bowl. Then her, Sherry
and Jim each pissed into the bowl and placed it on the floor. Removing the ball
gag, Sara patted the side of her leg and then pointed to the dish. Sam was so
hungry he gladly drove right in. Even going so far as to lick the bowl when he
was done. After he was done eating they lead him to the bathroom. There waiting
was two large enema bags. Passive as a cow he let Sara remove the butt plug and
insert the nozzle. After each enema the had him shit in a bucket. He was leery
of this but was willing to do anything to relieve himself. When he was done they
lead him back into the front room and placed him all fours.
It was Jim's turn to come Sara announced and without and foreplay, lube or
etc..... Jim drove right in. Ripping Sam's ass apart. It was more like a rape
then anything else. Sam was screaming and pulling away but Jim held him solid
and just pounded away. He though it was blood leaking from his ass but in fact
it was pre come. Jim had been saving this one up for hours and raping his fuck
buddy's husband while she watched was push him to the point of no return. He
pulled out and threw Jim onto his back. Stroking his cock and said, "Beg to
taste my cock bitch or I'll beat the living shit out of you and rip those
needles out one at a time. Beg or I'll show you what real pain is, bitch." Sam
begged. Degrading himself as Jim instructed him to refer to himself as a whore,
a cocksucker, fag, a bitch etc..... Finial Jim grabbed his hair and raped his
face. Sam fought the gag reflex but lost Sam pulled out long enough for Jim to
throw up what little was in his stomach. As soon as he was down he returned the
shit smear cock back into his face and went at with renewed force. Before long
he come down Sam's throat. Sam pulled out and beat him with his cock and then
wiped it off on his face and hair.
Sam felt like he had hit the lowest point and the whole thing was over but he
was wrong. As he began to get up, Sara pushed him down and said, "Where the hell
do you think you are going fuck-o?"
"I've done everything. I wanted to wash up and..." He was stopped there with a
back hand. He rubbed his check as Sara drug him by his hair to the bathroom
followed by Sherry. Once there she forced him into the bathtub and stepped in.
Without a word she sat on his face and began to piss into his mouth. When she
was done she ordered him to clean her. Sam licked her from her clit to her anus.
As she barked orders he fought to breath. Once she had come, she was quickly
replaced by Sherry. She swatted over him facing him and told him not to miss a
drop or she would show him a new level of pain. She laughed as he tried to
breath, gulp the stead stream and caught the urine in his mouth as she moved
from side to side and making sure to piss all over his face including his hair
and eyes. The she too, turned around a plotted her full weight on his face
grinding his nose into her anus as cut off his air and rode his face to orgasm.
Sherry then lifted off him and with no for warning began to shit into his mouth.
She told him to crew it up good and she wanted to see it before he swallowed it
down. Of course he puked as he chewed fighting to keep it down. At last he got
it down only to puke it all back up. Sara then picked up the bucket of enema
waste and pored it over him. More pictures were taken before they turned on the
shower and cleaned him up. Then they set about removing the sound rod, needles
and cleaning up his wounds. Once he was all cleaned up the took him back into
the front room.
Sara order him to kneel and her and Sherry put on some black leather high heals.
Each took turns having him lick and suck off the heals. Then he got on all four
with Sherry behind him. She stuck the heal of her shoe in his ass and began
fucking him with it. Sara ordered him to beat off on her shoes. It only took
three painful strokes until he was covering her shoes with come. "Lick it up
bitch.", is all Sara as Jim and Sherry got dressed and left.
Sherry headed home feeling good and a bit proud of herself. $200,000, a new
cabin in the woods to vacation at in the summer and a good bad time. All went
well until Mistress Lori received a call from Sam saying that he would no longer
be using her service or helping out in accounting. She was pissed to say the
least. A couple of weeks went by and I was waiting for my session with the
mistress. Naked, collar on and helplessly erect with nothing to occupy my mind
but want and wait. At first I wasn't sure who's voice I was hearing but I knew
vaguely who she was talking about on the phone. I had a session with Madame
right after Sam's call and she took it out on me. Went as far as calling me Sam
the Shoe Man. So as I waited there, Sherry went through in detail what had
happened to Sam. I'm not sure who she was talking to but I was sure to mention
it to Mistress after my session was over.
I'm not sure what all Sherry's punishment involved but I do know this much.
Mistress took the $200,000 and the cabin. Sherry spent a month in her dungeon,
without orgasm, tortured daily by Mistress, other slaves, clients and even
random men off the street. The night that I was rewarded, Sherry was tied to the
saw horse. I think she had been riding the horse for most of the day. I sat and
watched Mistress, pierce her nipple to the horse and then her outer labias. Next
she took a butt plug and coated it with cinnamon oil inserted it. Took out the
thickest cane I've ever seen and soundly beat her starting with the bottom of
her feet and then moving upward. After she was done she let me fuck her ass. I'm
not sure if Sherry knew that I was the one that told Madame or if you figured
that she had just found the photos and put two and two together. But here I was
at the mercy of this evil hell bitch for the next week or so.
