This is my first attempt at writing something like this, i decided to go ahead when a friend of mine heard my thoughts and she told me she would like to read them...
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I want you to come and find a note that says "wear this and only this....then come down into the cellar"....'this' is a leather collar...with shaking hands you undress, then slip the collar on, finding it just a little too tight but only a little... With nervous steps you descend into the cellar, seeing candles set around and feeling the cold hard stone under your bare feet...as you take a second look you see, set into the floor on short lengths of chain 4 leather cuffs, just as I step out of the shadows behind you, grab you by the hair and say "hello girl"....
Pulling on your hair I lead you to the cuffs and order you to your hands and knee's, and you comply, both fear and anticipation in your eyes...
Once there I secure your wrists and ankles into the floor cuffs and you realise they've been set such a way that your legs are spread and your arse is in the air...
As I then wrap a silk blindfold over your eyes and fit a ballgag into your mouth, I whisper into your ear that you will be feeling the riding crop tonight...and that you are going to take it...but for every 3 you take without making a noise, you will get a reward....each time you make a noise, you will immediately get another 3, and harder....
How many rewards do you think you can win???
With your eyes covered, your only input is your ears...and you strain them to hear my bootsteps clock-clocking along the stone floor, and an occasional swish from the legs of my leather jeans....
Then after an agonising wait of what feels like an age you feel the tip of the riding crop stroke down your neck and your back....the sliding so slowly over and between your uprised buttocks....then without warning you feel the tip move away...then it smacks into your quivering arse...you want to whimper around the ball gag with surprise and pain, but you know you must not as there are 2 more to come in this, the first group of three....
the next 2 strikes come in quick succession, and like a good girl you don't make a sound....i crouch down next to you and run a hand over your back and stroke the welts that are raising up on your arse then i lean forward and whisper into your ear "you've made a good start..."
you hear me walk slowly away, theres a pause and i walk back to you, kneel down and reach under you...slowly pulling on your nipples getting them longer and harder than they were...then after a final twist on each, you feel me attach weighted nipple clamps on you, "girl, you can whimper when you get a reward...just be quiet for the crop" you hear me whisper into your ear.....and thats what i get from you for this one...just a tiny little whimper as clamps bite onto you and the weight of them pulls them toward the floor....
as i stand, and you hear me unclip the crop from my belt, i tap each of the weights with the end of the crop, just to get them swinging, before i walk to your sweet upturned rear, and you know im looking right at your pointing my way and that another 3 strokes are coming....
Standing behind you, I see your naked upturned arse, and open wet sex and it is good...very good...taking a firm grip on the crop handle, I quickly deliver the next 3 strokes, so fast are they that you would think it had just been 1 were it not for the 3 fresh lines you can feel on your hot skin...
And still not a sound escapes your lips from around the ball gag.....you have earned your next reward girl....
Still behind you I reach down between your legs and gently cup your pussy...feeling your wetness...sliding a finger along you...and then in you...after a few strokes of this I pinch on your pussy lips ..... With your inner most self opened to me I take 2 more rubber tipped clamps and attach them to lengths of fine chain and attach each of them to the weighted clamp chains hanging from your nipples...when I can see that each time you flinch and the weights swing, pulling your nipples, which in turn gives a small tug on the clamps i put on your lips..... I am pleased....
Then I lean forward grab the base of your neck with one hand, and whisper to you "ready for more?"...
I am behind you again....i run the tip of the crop down between the crack of your upturned arsecheeks, and down further along your achingly wet slit and can feel you push back against it, wanting it to be my cock..."not yet girl" i say...as you stop moveing the chains continue to rock, pulling on your nipples and tugging at the labial rings, as you bow your head ready to receive the next lot of 3....
it takes me a long time to give these next 3...your thinking there must me minutes between each stroke...but a master has to survery his handywork doesnt he....and of course...im listening to see if i can get a cry or a whimper out of you....but you must be lusting for more rewards...as my reward from you is still more silence....
now...what can i give you for your next prize.....hmmm?
I kneel behind you and let my hands roam over your welt covered arse cheeks, kneading squeezing, spreading...then you sense me reaching for something...you wonder what it is? When all of a sudden you get the sensation of lube being poured down your arse, and the touch of my thumb as I gently massage it into your tight ring muscle, after doing this I slowly push my thumb into you...so hot an tight in your arse my girl...and with care I massage your muscle from the inside....
I take my thumb away and can see you trembling with anticipation, I know your thinking "is that it?"...and no, it isn't...the next thing you feel is the soft, rounded end of a surgical steel hook, about the same width as my thumb pressing against your tight, but lubed ring....I smile as your body accepts it entering you, and your arse grips the steel tightly as I slide it up.....
I then reach forward and pull your collar back, just a little bit, and take the chain that's attached to the hook in your arse and clip the end of it to the back of your collar... You now know that whenever you move you're head you will be, just a little be moving the hook inside you....and that whenever you move anyway, the weighted clamps are going to pull on your nipples and pussy clamps .... Time for another 3 strokes of the crop girl...
I walk around you, surveying my handywork....here I stop and stroke your hair, there I tap the weights and chains on your nipples....walking around behind you, I admire the hook coming out of you...so much so that I crouch down. And flick the end of it a couple of times...and I can see the waves of pleasure that sets off inside you when I do this.....
Standing once more I swipe the crop through the air a couple of times and I see you flinch as you hear it in the air....this time I swipe the crop down your cheeks rather than across, leaving welts at a crossways to the earlier ones...and girl...what I see before me, pleases me very much...