Woodland Weekend · Part 2 (2/2)
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Time seems to slow to a crawl as my skin becomes alive with nerve endings, every touch magnified a hundredfold or more as I struggle to maintain myself under this onslaught or confusion. Finished attaching the devices, You move back and silently watch the struggle taking place within my mind, going over in your head the infinite possibilities i must be contemplating at this very moment.
You continue to let my uncertainty build, until Your certain the time has come for You to intervene, and introduce new stimuli into the mix.
The buzzing around my balls gives me the first indication of what’s happening to me next, slowly building up, it feels like ants crawling all over my cock and balls, the zapping not severe, just a constant surge that keeps me on edge. I brace myself as best I can for what I know is coming next.
The surge hits my cock and forces a hard contraction, and i’m almost afraid i’m coming without Your permission when it happens. You play with the settings for a while longer, an adjustment here, another there until You’re satisfied the settings are achieving the desired effect. I hear You move off once again as I fight futilely to escape the buzzing.
My first indication You’re back is when You lay the short flogger across my thigh. i jump slightly at it’s touch, then settle back immediately.
My relaxation ends quickly as the plug buried in my ass now springs to life, my sphincter muscles contract around it pulling it deeper inside me. You chuckle aloud, knowing that in trying to sort through all the sensations i’m being assaulted with, i forgot about the plug in my ass, and You are all too happy to give me a reminder it was there. You play with the pulse rate and amplitude, and get the plug settled into a rhythm that forces me to butt-fuck myself as i continually contract and relax. You pick the flogger up and begin working over my thighs with smooth effortless strokes.
i’m practically in a state of altered consciousness now from the multitude of senses my brain is trying to sort through. You move the flogger to begin working my chest, alternating between there and my now highly sensitive thighs. i have zero concept of time, or even reality at this point and i have no idea how long it has been since
You put down the flogger and turn off the stims. i’m vaguely aware of my surroundings as i return from the netherworld i was taken to, and i slowly begin to realize i’m no longer blindfolded or gagged and the electrodes have been removed. “Ahhh, there’s my pet” You say to me, recognizing my return to the present. “That was a most enjoyable and productive three hours” You chuckle as You see the shock register on my face. “Only three hours?” i say to myself. It could have been three days for all i know.
I shift about, still strapped to the chair, more an exercise of checking to make sure i’m all in one piece than anything else. You leave me there a while longer, not satisfied to set me free until You’re certain I’ve regained all my faculties. You casually stroll over to the chair, and slowly begin the process of releasing me. “I think that was enough fun for the day, don’t you pet?”
“Oh, Yes Mistress. Most definitely” i reply almost breathlessly.
“Good. Go clean yourself up and by the time you’re finished I should be ready for you to tuck me into bed for the night little pet. Don’t keep
Me waiting too long.” As W/we walk down the hallway, the only thought i can conjure in my head is “i wonder if i can survive another session like this tomorrow.”
W/we sleep in decadently late, not wanting to rouse from the relaxing night of mountain peacefulness. There’re two constants about staying in the mountains, Y/you sleep much better and Y/you have a huge appetite.
i prepare the coffee and get breakfast started once i’ve served You Your first cup of the morning. You relax out on the back porch watching the sun slowly move up higher in the sky. The smell of food catches Your nose, and shortly after, i deliver Your breakfast. W/we eat peacefully, enjoying the sunshine and the sounds of mountain animals. i clear the table and clean the dishes as You enjoy the peaceful setting. i return to the patio to find You grinning, and i shudder inside thinking what might lie behind that smile. “Time for you to pay up for the attention last night little pet” You say to me as You open Your robe.
“Yes Mistress” I reply as I move to kneel in front of You, knowing what’s expected of me. I begin at Your feet, slowly caressing each toe with my tongue, paying close attention to Your movements and sounds. I move slowly up You leg, alternating between them so neither is neglected. A lick here, a nibble there, soft kisses all slowly move up Your legs until i reach their apex.
You moan softly as Your hands run through my hair while i continue on my journey, and i pause at Your inner thighs for quite some time before moving those last few marvelous inches to begin the final push to the erotic summit. Your legs slip up over my shoulders, and You pull my head hard against You urging me on complete my task. Still elevated from the passion of the previous night, You quickly succumb to a shattering orgasm, much faster than either of U/us had anticipated. You shudder for quite sometime, riding out the waves of pleasure for as long as possible until they eventually subside leaving You energized and relaxed.
With the sun now high overhead, You walk me between two of the porch support posts and tie my arms and legs outstretched between them. i hear
You pull up a lounge chair, and feel the first teasing passes of the buggy whip brushing lightly across my ass. You play the whip back and forth across my ass with slow lazy strokes. It almost seems like You’re doing it out of habit and without a thought rather than with a deliberate goal in mind.
i feel the whip move up across my back, down to the backs of my thighs and back upwards again. You stop occasionally to let things settle, or play the whip back and forth between my legs to keep me on edge. The harder strikes signal that You’re getting up to grab a cool drink, and I’m left alone to watch the birds and other animals go about their daily business amongst the trees while You’re gone. You eventually return and pick up where You left off, occasionally stopping to allow me a drink or to stand up and stretch and walk around the porch, as i stand there bound and naked between the posts. The time comes soon when it’s time to prepare dinner, so You release my bonds and send me inside to relax for a few minutes before i prepare O/our dinner.
With dinner complete i’m taken upstairs to the chamber and put inside the cage until You return. You’ve seen fit to lock my chastity belt on, complete with the medium butt plug held firmly in place with the leather strap running between my cheeks. You lock my cuffs over my head through the top bars, and disappear down the hallway to get dressed for O/our evening.
You’re return signals the start of a full night torment for me. You’re dressed in a leather corset, laced up tightly, Your hair pulled back tightly in a bun. A leather belt with d rings around it for hanging whips and floggers adorns Your cinched in waist. Over Your black stockings are rigid thigh high boots, that lace from the top of Your foot all the way up Your thigh.
You glide across the chamber and graze Your hand across the floggers, trying to decide which You ones You will choose for tonight’s entertainment. You stop at the red and purple suede set, and grab the 24 and 12 inch ones off their hangers and attach them to Your belt. You also grab the keys to my cuffs, and then head over to the cage where I’m imprisoned.
You release me from the cell, and march me quickly over to the rack.
You grin evilly as You pat the leather covered surface, gesturing me to hop onto it. I obey at once, and You grab my wrists and swing me quickly around while pulling me onto my back. You remove my cuffs and attach the rack’s cuffs tightly to my wrists. You do the same for my ankles, and slowly move up the rack, a spandex glove encased hand trailing enticingly up my body as You do. “Ready to begin My pet?” You say with a grin. It’s not like i really have a choice in the matter here. “Yes Mistress.” i reply, as i set myself for the long night ahead. “Then I won’t keep you waiting any longer pet” You chime merrily as You begin slowly cranking the wheel at the head of the rack.
I feel the slack begin to draw in on my arms, and slowly everything begins to tighten. i begin to understand why this was such an effective torture device during the middle ages. i cannot gain any purchase to relieve the strain on my joints. I can only continue to endure the stress as You tighten the wheel a few more notches then set the lock. i also cannot pull myself up to relieve the strain as i could when suspended, even if it was a very short distance. You move back down me, checking to see how taut
I am and insuring proper circulation in my hands and feet. Satisfied everything will be ok for a while, You pull out a Whartenberg pinwheel, and slowly run it over my chest, concentrating on my nipples. You seem to leave no area untouched, my arms, neck, chest, belly, all are tormented repeatedly with the sharp little spikes rolling across the skin. You stop briefly to allow me to catch my breath. I soon understand why You did this.
Suddenly, I feel the sharp points rolling across my chastity imprisoned cock. You smile gleefully as You play the wheel in between the leather straps that encircle my cock and hold it tightly against the strap that runs through my legs. My balls are the next victim of Your devious torture.
Already constricted by the hole in the strap they are forced through, You take great care in maneuvering the wheel to and fro across this most sensitive area. You vary the speed, turning me into a horizontal marionette as I writhe and dance in response to Your torments.
You put down the pinwheel and pull a flogger off Your belt. Barely recovered from the pinwheel sensations, the flogger re-ignites every nerve ending in my body as You skillfully wield the flogger across my stretched body.
my skin turns a deep red as You continue the flogging. As suddenly as You started, You bring it to an end, only to pick up the wheel and torture my already hyper-sensitive skin. The surge of sensations coursing through my bound body threaten to overwhelm me, but You back off when You sense it may be too much, and then start back with a vengeance once You know i’m ok. You continue alternating between these two for untold minutes, possibly hours, until the entire rack is soaked with O/our sweat from the exertion. You slowly release the tension on the wheel, my groans filling the chamber as blood rushes back into over-taxed joints and muscles.
You smile down at me, and begin massaging my arms and legs to speed up the process. After thoroughly rubbing my aching limbs, You release me from the rack and slowly help off it to my feet. “Very well done My pet.” You praise me, giving me a deep kiss on the lips. “I’m very impressed how well you handled that.” I can barely manage a “Thank You Mistress.” In my worn state, and You help me over to the spanking bench for O/our next round of fun. “This will be much more enjoyable for U/us both My pet.” You promise.
I climb onto the bench, and hold myself up as You attach the ankle cuffs to me, locking my legs on the arm that runs the length of the bottom of the bench. With a soft touch on the back of my head, You command me to lower my head into the U shaped pillow, and You insert the upper part into the grooves and slide it down tight onto my neck and lock it in place.
You retrieve a rather large ace bandage from the shelf, and a set of pliable foam earplugs. You insert the plug into my ears and begin wrapping the bandage around my face, rendering me deaf as well as blind as You cover my eyes throwing me into complete darkness. i’m left with only the sense of my own heartbeat and breathing, hearing and feeling the rise and fall of my chest as my heart begins to beat faster, not knowing what will happen to me next. The kiss of the crop soon lets me know, that familiar fire quickly spreading across my cheeks as You work it over my soon reddened ass.
As quickly as it started it finishes, and i’m left to catch my breath while You move off to gather up god knows what else to torment me with.
I feel the strap of my chastity belt removed, and the plug inside me pops out. Your lubricated fingers plunge deep into my ass and clue me in to what comes next. You work Your fingers in and out of me slowly, insuring i’m well lubed for You to use the strap on. More and more lube enters me on Your fingers, and it almost feels like You’re giving me an enema. You pull Your fingers out one last time, and i feel the head of the dildo begin to penetrate me. You work it deep inside me, and at that point something seems to not feel quite right about this. i feel You mount the bench in front of me, Your fingers poking at my mouth telling me to open it. The dildo strapped in front of me quickly fills my mouth, and You work it back and forth to lubricate it with my saliva.
Satisfied both You and the dildo are wet enough, You pull it out and i feel You lower Yourself down on it. You move Yourself closer to me, and thrust Your pelvis in my face, and without a word I begin to understand the true purpose for this pillow. my mouth is perfectly positioned to lick
You. My tongue instantly goes to work as You move up and down on the dildo.
At the same time, the dildo in my ass begins moving in and out of me, and i realize this is the machine i saw yesterday in the corner. You move the controls for the machine to match the rhythm You’ve set for Yourself. My tongue stretches to its limits to keep contact with You as You bounce up and down before me. i feel the speed increase on the machine, my ass being pummeled mercilessly in time with You. i cannot keep my tongue on You totally now, so i focus on giving Your clit quick flicks as You come down on the dildo to bury it deep inside You. i feel a sudden pressure on the top part of the pillow, and think to myself that You must be getting very close to coming.
The machine continues it’s relentless pounding behind me, and through the earplugs i hear a barely audible wail as You surge over the edge into a deep earth-shattering orgasm. Your pelvis pulls away from my mouth, and i feel weight once again on the top of the pillow. i can only guess You’ve leaned forward on it to catch You breath and regain Your senses after Your orgasm.
The machine abruptly stops, and i feel it begin to slowly back out of me until just the head remains inside me. i feel You rise off the dildo finally, and you stuff it in my mouth and begin moving my head slowly up and down it to clean Your juices off it. i moan loudly at Your taste, savoring every bit i can swallow up as i greedily lick the phallus in search of more. You remove the machine from my ass, and return to run Your hands and fingers over my back and ass, occasionally diving between my legs to stroke my cock or scrape lightly across my balls, keeping me right at the edge of orgasm but not allowing me complete bliss.
You release me from the bench, and walk me to the St Andrews Cross.
“This wont take too long I think pet” You tell me as You strap me onto the cross, You return with another C&B harness which You quickly don on me, another trip to the wall brings You back holding a vibrator. “Here’s how this works My pet.” i listen intently for Your instructions. “I’m going to put this directly under the head of your cock, and you are going to use your muscles to hold yourself up off it for as long as you can. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress.” i reply as the vibrator springs to life. You settle back in the chair after adjusting the stand holding the vibrator under my cock a couple times until You’re satisfied it will have the most effective placement. I contract my muscles and elevate my cock off the vibrator.
For the first few minutes it seems like a simple task, but soon those muscles begin to tire, and i have a harder and harder time keeping myself elevated off the vibrator. Finally my muscles give out completely, and my cock lands squarely on the vibrator and stays despite all my efforts to move it off.
You smile, knowing what will happen next. As my orgasm builds my muscles grow so weak the cannot contract properly to expel the semen. The rush of semen and fullness it feels serves to heighten my orgasm even more, along with the burning of my muscles as they try to contract to shoot the fluid out of me. It’s the most intense orgasm i’ve ever experienced. I collapse in my bonds and hang limply on the cross as You replace the vibrator on the shelf. Small shudders continually wrack my body as little by little my semen runs out from me to drop on the hardwood flooring below.
You allow me time to recover, then release the hinge pin on the cross and spin me over onto my head and lock me in place. “Time to clean up your mess pet. This time I’m going to help you.” You sit back down and run Your toes through the puddle of semen I’ve left on the floor, and move them to my mouth for me to clean off. “Make sure you clean them off well pet.” It’s utterly humiliating to swallow your own semen, even more so to have it fed to you while hanging upside down. I continue doing as You’ve ordered, until You’re satisfied my mess has been properly dealt with. You stand and spin me back upright, and release me from the cross. i kneel and kiss Your feet again as soon as I’m on the floor, and You stand there for a few minutes allowing this homage to You before pulling Your foot away and motioning me to follow You down the hallway to bed.
W/we rise early the next day, and quickly pack for O/our journey home.
Well rested despite the prior evening’s activities, W/we eat breakfast, straighten up the cabin and load the car all before 9 a.m. W/we hesitate at the doorway, before closing it behind U/us and start walking to the car. “W/we didn’t even use half the stuff She has in there you know.” You say half absentmindedly. “She has a rather large selection of candles, a vacuum bed and a set up that hangs ice cubes over that rack to drip on the person stretched out on it.” You look back towards the cabin again as W/we reach the car, and before w/we climb in i say “You know Mistress, W/we really don’t need to leave for another three or four hours yet.” i see a faint twinkle in Your eye, and You motion towards the cabin with
Your head before you race off ahead of me to unlock the door.
Woodland Weekend · Part 2 (2/2)
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