Mistress SC · Part 2 (2/2)
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hem about. She then undid the clips securing me to the spreader bar and told me I had ten minutes to remove the butt plug and make myself ready for what was to come next. As I left to go the bathroom she called out that I could remove the head harness as well. So All I had left now were the ankle cuffs. I was under no illusions that this was an oversight on her part either.
I quickly removed the plug cleaned it and put it to dry. I used the toilet and washed myself carefully well within the ten minutes and then for a few minutes luxuriated in the fleeting moments of freedom I was allowed.
I returned to the bedroom and stood in front of Mistress and awaited her pleasure. She produced a pair of leather wrist cuffs and motioned for me to present my arms for her. She attached them accordingly to my wrists and then using a locking clip secured them again behind my back. “Legs apart as wide as you can.” She ordered. I did so and she produced a five gates of hell made from a single leather strap and five metal rings as opposed to the seven gates, which was all leather. It took quite a bit of pushing and shoving to get my balls and cock into the first ring but when that was done the remaining rings went on with a little ease once the method was ascertained.
I was her first subject to have it fitted. She then attached a leash to this and rose from the bed and blindfolded me and then lead me to what I knew was going to be the back door to the house. We exited into the garden; this point is sheltered from view from all side and into the garage. This was chosen as it had more room than the bedroom and there are multiple points on the ceiling for attachment.
First she took a rope and looped it through the wrist cuffs and passed it through a pulley in the ceiling. Then she pulled forcing my arms up behind my back and making me bend forwards. This I must admit is a position I have often imagined being placed in but had never achieved due to the possibility of getting stuck too easily. She kept pulling until my shuffling about trying for a more easy footing resulted in my feet remaining in the same place indicating I was at the ultimate place under the pulley. She then took up a few inches more and took a slow walk around me to see how I was getting on.
I was amazed at how restrictive it was and at the same time left me completely exposed to her ministrations. She produced a multi tailed whip made from rubber strands which individually were quite light but when in a bunch of about an inch thick were heavy and I can assure you packed quite a blow over a moderate area.
As she began whipping me I suddenly realised that this strappado was a step too far for as it places enormous strain on the lower back, my one area of weakness having suffered from a disc problem some years ago, I tried to suffer through it thinking the stimulus would help to block the pain but it was not to be and Mistress realised this and quickly released me allowing me a few seconds to regain my composure. But not long did it last as she soon discovered that the best position for me to recover from this was with my arms above my head stretching.
So without much delay I was tied tight to the ceiling with my arms spread wide and tight the finishing touch to the was that my legs were then pulled to the sides just allowing my toes to maintain contact with the ground. The wrist cuffs were hers and of a superb design allowing me to hang solely from my wrists with little or none of the bite I would get from my inferior pair.
She then knelt down behind me and proceeded to attach a line of clothes pegs to my scrotum, she had the knack as I have tried before and never managed to get more than 3 on when in CBT but Mistress managed a full line of 7 and wow did they bite! Heaven was coming back. She finished off the torture by attaching two more pegs to each nipple. They bit into slightly different places to the clover clips so the pain was in a new place and just as testing. My erection was back full force this time and she spent a minute or two encouraging it to grow a little more ensuring that the pain pleasure barrier was becoming blurred again.
She allowed me to ponder my fate for a while as she went indoors to get herself a drink. I hung there and was forced to contemplate the clips on my balls and nipples the pain growing more and more with each passing minute. After about 10 minutes she returned with a selection of whips and paddles. She held one up to my face and told me to take it in my mouth. If the treatment I was getting got too much I was to drop the whip. This was of course on the understanding that this whip would then be used to deliver as many strokes as she deemed necessary to complete this part of the session. It was the heavy rubber whip that she knew I could tolerate.
She began with what felt like a solid lump of wood and although I didn’t drop the whip it was obvious from my reaction that it was not at all working for me, also she was surprised at the mark it left. So was dismissed after only the one stroke to my profound relief. There then followed a leather tawse which was good but could only be used on my butt as it was too hard edged to use anywhere else, She changed to a leather stranded whip and began in earnest to use this but soon found that even with the extra room in the garage there was not enough room to get a good enough swing to make the fairly light strands do their work.
But she persisted and the result was about 40 strokes of moderate strength that left my back bum and legs glowing a rich pink. She was tiring of this as she wanted more of a reaction from me to accepting this she removed the whip from my mouth and began again with this the most effective of them all. She started on my shoulders and the pain and pleasure was back in full force. Each blow made me jerk my body from the shocks but she realised that I was seeing them come and tensing up and slightly jerking away from them. The blindfold was replaced and she continued onto my shoulder blades and down my back covering every inch of flesh.
To my surprise the most sensitive area of the lot was on the sides of my waist where I flinched in no uncertain way each time the whip fell on that area and it was not in any pleasure at all. There seemed to be a telepathy though as she didn’t work this area as much as the rest but continued on down to my butt and then onto each thigh as far as the knees, the area behind the knee getting special treatment as this is also sensitive but was an area that really turned me on. Having covered every inch of my back she then stopped and took quite some time repositioning as I could hear her taking practice strokes behind me without actually making contact.
I was puzzled why she should do this but only for a few moments when I discovered her plan.
She said quietly “Now not a peep or I will double the amount of strokes you are a about to get, understand.” I nodded and said, “Yes Mistress.”
She said “I estimate this should take about a dozen strokes so it will be two dozen if you utter a sound. Of course if it takes more and you cry out after the 12th stroke the doubling will increase too.”
I waited and then the first stroke hit!
Up and forward it came between my legs striking me squarely on the cock as the whip made initial contact with my balls and the ends curled round hitting my cock and the soft skin surrounding it. I nearly cried out at the first one and clamped my mouth shut breathing hard through my nose again to cover the agony intestacy she had stirred up.
She stooped and said “Oh dear too far they are all still in place.” I was her intention to remove the pegs on my balls with the whip! Now that did set my heart pounding.
She moved slightly and again I felt the whip pound into my balls this time though her aim was perfect and as the pain of the whip bit so did the pain of returning blood as one of the clips was knocked off. That was two strokes, I struggled to keep silent. Strokes three failed to dislodge any clips as did stroke 4. I was beginning to wonder of this would ever end. My balls were one fire as was the skin between my legs. But at the same time I was getting into the zone. Stroke 5 removed I think about 3 clips as the pain was so intense I couldn’t help a little whimper of pain leak past my lips. She stopped and said, “Was that a sound?” I wasn’t fooled and keep my mouth shut. She laughed and said “still got your wits about you then.”
Strokes 6, 7, and 8 all took pegs with them and my entire being was focussed on the burning area of my balls that seemed to have expanded to be my entire being. There was one left I could feel it. That meant that stroke 5 had taken 2 clips. Ah well one more and it was done.
Stroke 9 missed completely and stroke 10 was too close making my cock sting from the contact made. I was sporting the most ferocious erection I have ever known and then stroke 11 took the clip seemingly without touching me at all. Apart from the rush of blood as it came off not a strand touched me. I was impressed. I relaxed a little and was hoping this was the time for a change of positions as my arms were cramping at the shoulders. I let my head loll forward and breathed slower allowing my body to relax as much as the position allowed when another stroke landed on my right nipple knocking both clips off in an explosion of pain and rushing blood, I let out a loud loud moan as it took me completely by surprise. I had totally forgotten about the nipple pegs.
“Oh dear oh dear, I make that the 11th lash and there are still two more clips to go.”
She moved round to the other side of me and down came the whip again taking one peg with it and a large lump of my chest was hit as well. I groaned inwardly, the whip descended and finally the last clip came off and the pain was so intense. But she laughed and said “Oh dear it has moved but not enough can you feel it biting into the tip of your nipple?” I nodded as the clip did it’s worst to dig a hole into the tip of my nipple. That pain is enough to make you want to give up as it is so focussed and sharp.
She swung for another time and hit the tip of the nipple perfectly knocking the clip hard away from me allowing the swing to continue on down and hitting my cock right on the head, a double whammy that left me gasping for breath and unsure how to react. I had my safety word I could use but knew that that would call a halt to the whole session. If I had a few moments to recover I thought I could just get through this.
No chance though, Mistress took up position behind me and proceed to deliver 7 hard hard blows to my butt making sure each one was plum on one cheek or the other, then six were delivered upwards to my cock and balls hitting with lots of force and without the pegs getting in the way were surprisingly not as bad as I feared. The final blow when it did come was delivered to the front and full on my cock, the strands wrapping round my shaft and clipping my ball sac a stinging blow as I sagged fully spent on the wrist cuffs.
“All done now slave, you may relax for a while.”
Mistress released the ropes to my ankles and I was able to stand and take the weight off my wrists which were in pretty good shape considering.
I stood for a while just gathering my wits and allowing the pain to subside to a warm to hot glow all over my back and balls, As this feeling began to blend into an all over feeling of well-being I felt something I had not expected this session if at all ever. It was the warm breath of Mistress on my cock and balls!
“Slave even I have my desires and seeing you take that beating so well has turned me on so much that I need to do a few things for myself. I love to suck and lick so you will have to endure this as well. However if you come you will be really really sorry. I will leave you tied up here for the rest of the day and call back tomorrow to release you only if I feel like it.”
I stood rigid thinking that after the beating I had just taken I wouldn’t last 5 seconds and dreaded the thought of being tied here overnight.
Her tongue started on my cock licking along the length of it and lingering over the head for a long exquisite moment before drawing back down towards the root, she did this several times as my head began to swim with the pure pleasure of the sensations. I could already tell I was nearing orgasm. This she knew as she moved then onto my balls sucking on the sac drawing one into her mouth which was surprisingly painful in an erotic way. She repeated the process with my other ball and then buried her mouth without warning over my cock taking almost my entire length inside her mouth in one swift movement.
The warmth of her mouth after the cool of the garage was amazing and I had to pull back as much as possible to prevent an explosion of come at that point. She stopped this by grabbing my balls in her hands and enfolding them at the base of the sac in a grip of steel that stopped any though of orgasm dead in its tracks.
She then proceeded to bite down on my cock as well changing what was pure pleasure into a torture so focussed that it was an education in itself.
She was playing me like a well-worn instrument. The grip on my balls abated and the bite became a slow drawing motion up and down my cock making my juices rise again. This time though she withdrew completely and as my rising orgasm subsided she took my balls entirely into her mouth, and wow what a sensation that was. I never would have thought they would fit, but they did and was it tight and painful. She kept them there for about a minute as her had slowly stroked my cock daring me to come. It was the perfect pleasure pain sensation, pleasure to my cock and pain to my balls!
She then pulled back making my balls stretch hard outwards and eventually they popped out of her mouth as they were squeezed through the tight gap they were subjected to intense but thankfully momentary pain before I jerked hanging limply again on the ropes. My head was dizzy and I was so close to orgasm I prayed she would not touch anywhere for at least a minute or two.
She did exactly that and I heard her getting up and the blindfold lifted and she was before me smiling and reaching to release my arms from the ceiling.
I slumped down putting my hands on my knees and gathering my wits about me.
After a few moments she said, “This way now slave for the final session which I think you might just enjoy.”
She left the garage walking without looking back into the house and the bedroom.
After a few moments I realised that I had better hurry up or I would be getting more punishments for tardiness.
She looked up as I came into the bedroom and said, “Now you can relax a little and lie down on the bed face up arms and legs spread wide.”
I did as instructed and I was duly tied really securely to all four corners of the bed. I feared for a moment that the perennial problem of a cramp in the muscles in the hip as she pulled tight on the final rope on my right leg, but a little judicious wriggling allowed it to settle down before taking hold.
Mistress stood back admiring her handiwork and approached with the leather hood which she expertly secured leaving me with no sight but a warm cocoon over my head ensuring that I was not able to see anything even underneath which due to my prone position often allows quite a bit to be seen.
There then followed a period of time where there were sundry rustlings but I had no idea what was going on. I lay back and my erection slowly subsided, I had been sorely tested and without any ropes on it I think it took advantage to take a little rest.
Mistress obviously noticed as she said, “Well that won’t do at all. I need that nice and hard I will attend to that right now.” The words were almost enough in themselves. I felt Mistress climbing onto the bed and manoeuvre between my legs. She then took what was obviously a smooth soft cord and began to cock and ball tie me. Starting with the whole lot cock and balls she tied off nice and tight making sure no skin was pinched up. Then she took a wrap around my balls only tying a knot underneath and ensuring that there was nowhere for them to disappear to. She repeated this step layering about 5 wraps round progressively getting tighter and tighter. My cock by now was very hard and I think must have been quite purple.
Then she started on my cock itself, taking extreme care she wrapped the first loop around my shaft as low as she could get it and started to tighten it, when I thought it could not possibly tighten any more she tugged gently but firmly and managed a few more fractions of an inch, my cock felt as if it was about to split apart is the only way to describe it the erection was fierce and so hard, harder than I have ever known it before. It hurt but bloody hell it felt so good. She tied this off and working with her fingers pushed this cord down into my scrotum making my cock stand about an inch further out from my body. She then looped another wrap around did tightened this just a fraction tighter than the last loop.
Wow this was truly amazing. She did it once more and managed a little more. How she did this without trapping any skin and pinching I will never know, as I couldn’t see it. In all the times I have cock tied myself or been cock tied the erection has always managed to subside a little. But I just knew this would not flag once tiny bit till it was undone.
She really did know what she was doing here. My cock felt like it was on fire and about to explode it was fabulous there is no other way to describe it.
She then bent down and I felt her warm breath on it and it twitched in anticipation, as did my whole body. She took my whole length in her mouth and drove up and down on it several times warming the entire length as her hands slowly gripped and crushed my balls. It was such a mixture of pain and pleasure my head began to swim again.
Then she stopped and climbed off the bed.
For a couple of minutes all was quiet and I was left to contemplate the intense sensations going on in my cock and balls. This was suddenly interrupted by a searing fleeting pain on my right nipple closely followed by a similar pain on my left nipple. Hot wax was dropping on me from not too great a height judging by the heat each drop carried. I squirmed under the relentless onslaught of tiny droplets of wax hitting all over my upper torso. Mainly around the nipples. After having liberally attacked my body she then concentrated on the nipples allowing a build up of wax on each, and I can tell you after the clamps and pegs they were really sensitive.
Having a coating of wax on each was something that for the moment took over as the most intense sensation. She then trailed a line of wax down my chest and belly and allowed numerous drips to fall on the area just up from my groin and below the belly button where the skin is soft and ultra sensitive to hot and cold. Wow that made me jump and twitch about. Then I think mischief crept in as she proceeded to fill my navel up with wax. The first few drips were ok but of course as they built up so did the heat! When she had finished trickles of wax were running down both sides of my body from my navel.
She said “Keep still or I will have to use another candle to fill it up.” I did and bit my lip to hold still enough for the wax to set and cool. Finally she started on my cock and balls. This I have done myself before and it is painful when simply erect, but this was super erect and sensitive. Each drip made me almost leap off the bed, the ropes were groaning under the pull I was exerting as they hit. The balls were no better. She paused and I felt her pulling on the wrist and leg ropes tying them even tighter and preventing me from moving any more than a feeble wriggle. The waxing carried on till I’m sure my entire cock and balls were coated in a thin layer of wax.
“Now I shall have to remove that won’t I?” She said.
Taking her favourite whip the rubber one she began beating me slowly and methodically from top to toe, well crotch really, Not hard she didn’t need to, just enough to dislodge the wax. Of course my nipples needed special treatment and my hairy chest held onto the wax so that needed more whipping. After she had cleared most of the wax from my chest she started on my cock and balls but it soon became apparent that there was no way I could take any more beating on them, they were quite raw by this time having been beaten whipped tied and crushed in her hands and were now so tightly tied that the merest whisper of the whip near them was an agony.
“I’m not a cruel Mistress I think we can dispense with the whip removal of the wax this time.” She said and carefully and with what felt like obvious delight peeled off the wax from my cock and balls and navel.
She rubbed off the remaining patches round my crotch and shuffled round on the bed. The leather hood was removed and while I was trying to let my eyes adjust to the light and see what my cock looked like I heard her take a few photo’s. Then she came to the head of the bed and put on a simple blindfold again and she climbed onto the bed. I felt knees either side of my head over my shoulders and she said “Your Mistress demands satisfaction, you may not stop till I tell you to.”
My face was then engulfed by her sopping wet pussy, as my tongue eagerly sought out her inner folds, her juices soaked my face and she dropped heavily down on my face cutting off all my air. I licked and sucked as hard as I could hoping she would give me a chance to breath in a moment, indeed as I started to run out of air she shifted position just enough for me to grab a lungful before she moved again presenting me with a perfect chance to suck and lightly bite on her clitoris. She began to shake at this and I doubled my efforts having discovered her pleasure point. I licked and sucked alternating between that and gentle bites. After only a few minutes of this I heard her cry out in pleasure and her whole body went rigid as she orgasmed flooding my face with her juices.
I gulped hard in order not to be overcome with the sheer volume. Her orgasm seemed to take forever as she shuddered over me and finally she collapsed down onto my face with her hand now wrapping around my cock. As she collapsed I took a deep breath thankfully as she cut off any chance I had to breath as she recovered her senses. Just as I was really beginning to squirm under her she realised my predicament and lifted up slightly allowing a merciful breath of air in. I think my heavy breathing so near her pussy was all she needed to cool down and soon I was working on her labia and clitoris again with her moving rhythmically to her own pace. I settled into the slow lick and gentle bites that took her to the brink of orgasm before she pulled slightly away or dropped hard down on me to delay the inevitable.
At the same time her hands were stroking up and down my cock and caressing my balls in a very gentle manner. At this stage no pain was intended I’m sure. It was heaven. I was getting my reward. Then as she built strongly to another orgasm she dropped her lips over my cock and started driving her head down hard on its tortured length allowing her teeth the bite as she got to her lowest point. Eventually she managed to take my entire length into her mouth and throat no mean feat bearing in mind the extra girth and length as a result of the severe cock tie. She then withdrew right to the tip and licked and sucked hard on the head and my breathing got harder and harder as my own orgasm built to a climax.
She stopped completely and allowed my orgasm to subside. She did then same thing again with my climax building and my head swimming, all the time I am trying to make sure I keep up a steady rhythm on her clit. After she had done this about 5 times I was ready to scream with frustration.
She had almost orgasmed herself three times and only just managed to stop herself. I think she decided that it was time as I heard her take a deep deep breathe and her mouth enveloped my cock and it slid deeper that ever into her mouth and throat only stopping when her teeth crushed against my balls. Then she started winding her head around making my cock writhe inside her mouth as she licked and bit along its length.
My orgasm could no longer be contained and I felt the most intense mind-blowing orgasm build and build and build, my cock was as if it was on fire and I hit a peak and orgasmed till I thought I would explode all over, but she kept her head down and my cock deep inside her mouth. Even with all the ropes I felt my seed explode into the back of her throat and my whole being became one large quivering orgasm. Never has this happened before. I lost all sense of time and where I was my head was in the clouds and I completely forgot to lick and suck, but she was fucking my face anyway as she orgasmed so it didn’t really matter. On and on the orgasm carried me to a new depth of sexual pleasure.
As I began to come down off this amazing high plateau of pleasure Mistress also recovered her senses and fell off me falling in a heap beside me. She was as spent as I was. I eventually recovered my breath and began to take stock of my feelings. I knew that it would take something really special to top that!
After 5 minutes Mistress had recovered her composure and reached up and pulled free the rope attaching my left arm to the bed head. My arm dropped limply on the bed and I realised that this was the only help I was going to get in my release. Obviously quick release knots secured the ropes so as long as I could reach the ends I could free myself. First to come off was the blindfold. After a few seconds to get used to the brightness I looked at my cock and was stunned to see that after all this punishment it was still rock hard with all the veins standing out along its length, my balls were purple as well. But the euphoria of the moment was subsiding and the pain was beginning to become simply pain as the sexual afterglow slowly cleared. I knew I had only a few minutes to effect my release before that became a torture all of its own.
I found the end of the rope to my right wrist and pulled, my arm dropped free and after a few seconds of gentle movements I sat up carefully as I was still a little dizzy and breathing hard. I looked down at the bindings on my cock and balls and carefully started to untie them, the cord was perfect soft and strong with enough grip to hold while the knot was being tied but slippery enough to release well when slackened off. I finally released all the bindings on my cock and balls and the remaining come still trapped inside flooded out over my hands. So much as I know I had ejaculated inside her mouth as well. Undoing the ankles was the most difficult but that was finally achieved. Mistress had left and was in the lounge by this time dressing.
I approached her and stood quiet and attentive.
She looked up at me and said with a smile, “Ok session over. I am no longer your Mistress but simply a friend. Relax and tell me was that not the most extreme session you have ever had?”
I agreed wholeheartedly with her and we spent a pleasant 30minutes discussing the session and what was done. What aspects were best and when and where this could be done again?
Mistress SC admitted that she had never come so hard as that time but then she also admitted that she had managed to inflict the most intense CBT she has ever tried and her sexual release in the session was more intense than she had ever had before.
I for my part recognised two things, CBT and Bondage and domination are truly wonderful if you are into it. But the most important thing I realised about this is that you cannot truly derive the most from any session unless both parties participating are genuinely into their part of the scene and not simply playing it. They must love doing what they do and derive pleasure from it. This was exactly the situation during this session and it was the most satisfying and intense session I have ever had. My partner has before played the role of Mistress but it has never had the conviction and authority Mistress SC had and used with such exquisite flair. She is sufficiently secure in her role that after the session ended we were simply two people of like minds from the opposite sides of the sub Domme relationship making sure the next meeting would hopefully surpass the one just gone.
Mistress SC left with a smile on her face and a kiss for me.
I look forward to the next session whenever that might be……
A contented polyamine
Footnote
This is a true story which after more than three years we have been unable to repeat although we are still in contact and hoping that we can meet again soon for more of this pleasure bondage.
Mistress SC · Part 2 (2/2)
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