A Day In

A day in. _

I woke up to a feeling of cold metal around my neck. I sat up and felt a weight pulling me down and a chain rattling to my side. I was still in my room so I figured I was safe. I heard the normal morning noises coming from downstairs.

Then I heard the front door slam and new Tom had gone to work for the day. And noticed our bedroom door had been closed as Master walked in with two steaming mugs and a huge grin on his face.

"I have a big surprise for you today slave." I could feel his excitement and see that wonderful glimmer of mischief he has in his eyes when he is up to something naughty.

I wondered if I could g eat away with asking him for details, but I know he does not like me to spoil his fun. So I opted out of asking and figured I would enjoy anything he had set up.

His grin widened into a beautiful smile and I just had to ask at that point. Before the question even formed on my tongue he said "Tom is going from work to a friends house. Going to enjoy an evening on the town and he will be back after work tomorrow."

So 2 days of whatever Master had planned for me....

DAY 1

My first Order of the day was to strip. There was a problem when it came to my shirt so he walked over and ripped it in half roughly pulling it off. I figured my day started with a few marks to enjoy later. Master knew how much I loved it when he left welts and bruises. They reminded me of the encounter for days, which would put a smile on my face.

I then knelt in my position at Masters feet, waiting for my next command. Over the next hour I knelt while master went about his activities. I kept hoping he would return soon as the kneeling and cold collar and chain were wearing me down.

Finally, I was unchained from the bed, but Master just hooked my leash to my regular slave collar and instructed me to heal. I walked beside him knowing I would get a cuff on the head for every step I fell behind him. The kneeling had done its job and my knees were sore. I slipped back behind him and when he stopped halfway to the stairs I knew I was in trouble. Master yanked me forward and slapped me upside the head right on my ear. I flinched and put my head down in submission.

Master then yanked the leash and we proceeded downstairs.

As we entered the lounge I noticed the furniture was moved around so the space in the rooms centre was clear. I wanted so badly to know what was going on but knew even a glance in his direction would mean instant punishment. He told me to take up slave position 2 and wait. I did as told but was anxious and excited.

Master must have seen my lack of obedience for correctly maintaining position 2. He has come over to me and punched my arm, but only once. More than that and I would become horny. Master knew how to use the violence against me. Some were actual punishments others were turn ons for both of us.

"Since my slave is finding it hard to follow directions she will be eating all her meals from a bowl on the floor like the bad slave she is today."

Master then handed me several bottles of water and told me I had 15 minutes to get it 'down my neck'. I did as I was told and was called into the kitchen, where a chair was placed in the middle of the floor. He instructed me to get in the chair as he attached the spreader bar to my feet, and has tied my hands to the chair. The water I drank had finally done it's job and I was squirming.

The smile on Masters face was almost chilling. "Now slave I see you have a predicament. Well I am going out for a while. You are not to wet my chair. If I find it even the smallest bit damp you will be punished. Understand?" I nodded and hoped the errand was a short one.

After Master left I let my mind wander to keep if away from a very over full bladder.

Master was giving me the kind of day I loved. A bit of pleasure, a bit of pain, and a lot of the unknown.

Just waking up was a wonderful beginning. Feeling that bit of medal tight around my throat and the chain weighing me down caused my whole body to erupt into tingles, which went straight to my centre. Thinking back to my wet panties and the joy they brought.

The thrill in the bedroom was him tearing the shirt off me, was breathtaking. The way he stalked me into my corner and grabbed the t-shirpower he held made me want that ot in both hands I knew he was going to do something that made me wish he would throw me on the bed and shove his fist deep inside me. He was both beautiful and handsome in his aggressiveness. It was such a turn on for me I had to hold back my cries of excitement as my shirt was flung across the room by his strong hands.

My heart began beating fast and loud when he brought out the clasp that hooks to my collar for one reason, my leash. As a former dog trainer I was taught some obedience training and knew to sit on my ass while he affixed the clasp and then my blue leash.

Master was an expert on how much pressure he could use in order to yank me forward. I crawled on all fours feeling the carpet rubbing against my sore knees. The small hesitation that put me behind was done on purpose. I knew the swift cuff on my ear would increase the throbbing in my pussy. The pain was something I loved as much as the tender caresses he would also use to create a different kind of arousal.

As I came back to earth with the slamming of the front door my heart skipped a beat. Had Tom forgotten something, was he going to walk into the kitchen? I had never felt so helpless. My heart was pounding against my chest in pure fear and embarrassment. Then I see Master laughing under his breath at the look on my face. I wanted to read out and choke him for that, then I realized the humiliation had increased my feelings and I was so horny I would have begged for release if that would have worked.

In all the excitement I had done what I was told not to do, wet Master's floor.

"What did I tell you about my floor?" He asked me.

He undid the bindings and spreader bar. He grabbed me by my throat pulling me up, letting me know he held my life in his hands. I loved it the pure aggression he displayed, the power, and strength in his hands and arms. Even as my body wanted to struggle against the grip, I forced it to be still, to just enjoy the feelings coursing through my body. The hunger deep within me. Just as I knew my orgasm was near he let me go and I staggered around, lost for a minute and very disappointed.

"Not yet whore! Your not being rewarded for disobedience. "

He pushed me towards the foyer where I saw a weird contraption on the inside of the door. I was told to stand on the stool with my back against the door. Master then tied my hands to the top straps and my feet rested on some kind of pedal like on a pedal bike. And then tied my legs and feet slightly spread apart. I had never seen this before. I had been on this thing about 20 minutes when there was a knock on the door. Master stopped in front of me and put in a vibrator. He then turned it up to high. He gave me a look that said be good and opened the door. It was a cold caller and he was being beyond friendly today.

I was struggling to stay still and keep quiet as the conversation seemed to drag on. I was never more glad to hear thank you for your time in my life.

I think my eyes had rolled back into my head with the humiliation and pleasure of being where I was at that moment.

"Don't you dare bitch, your being punished" Master growled.

He lowered the vibrator down to low and walked into the lounge.

About an hour later I was still hanging there when another knock came from behind me. I was so wet there was a puddle on the floor from my pussy.

Master came to me and shoved the ball gag in my mouth and took out the vibrator. What relief I had thought it would be my undoing. Instead he put a set of nipple clamps on my tits and pussy clamps on my pussy lips. He opened the door and a friend of his came in, "welcome hang your coat on the wall and feel free to touch my slave where ever you'd like but she is being punished so is not allowed to come." I felt a hard slap across both cheeks as Master told me to behave. For good measure he slapped me again and told me that i am in this for not following q

Master walked off and his friend fondled my tits and pulled the the chain causing me pain. With the gag in my mouth I was unable to do much more than glare. This procedure was repeated 10 times. For hours I was a play toy for his friends.

Finally the get together broke up, I was exhausted and hurting from the pinches, slaps, and punches, I had taken over the afternoon. Master pulled me down and told me to clean up my mess and handed me a towel. I knelt down and he swung his favorite whip and with a crack it has hit my back leaving a welt. He did this 10 times and then instructed me up stairs to the bathroom to piss as bad slaves did not use the loo.

I was finally able to go as I was finishing Master began pissing on me. He made sure to have me turn around so he could get my newly formed welts. He finally removed the Ball gag so I could speak and properly wash the drool from my face and chest.

After my shower I went into the bedroom where he said get into bed. The relief that I could rest was a bit premature.

"Suck my cock slave". I leaned down and began at hit tip licking circles around the head. The small smile told me all I needed to know. I moved further down his shaft sucking and licking his cock in a slow deliberate manner that was designed to drive him wild. He balled a fist into my long hair and shoved me downwards onto the engaged member. I gagged and choked as his cock slipped into my throat. He chucked and pushed are telling me to do what I am best at and suck his shaft until he came. I was struggling to breath with his cock so far down my throat but still managed to please Master. I could feel his spunk rushing down my throat as Master pulled and twisted my nipples making me cum at the same time as him. The orgasm was so strong that I thought I would pull muscles as I bucked upwards. Just as that orgasm faded another came and then another.

Naked, sore, and tired Master had more planned for me. I smiled as I drifted into a contend sleep. Enjoying my frustration filled day. It was so worth, the orgasms were beyond anything I had ever felt.