Doms Unexpected Revenge

Well, I set myself up for this; I knew exactly why I did it. Daren was a great dom but he was too kind! I mean he refused to hurt me as much as I wanted. I love pain, the right kind of pain in the right circumstances. Where pain becomes pleasant, even that's not the right word. I love that point where the pain stops and the bliss begins.

Daren draws the line, for instance he refuses to use the cane on me. I have a few marks on my bum for the first time. Normally he uses the flogger. He is very good at humiliating me and making me suffer in other ways.

You are probably wondering how I got into the situation where I had Daren tied to the bed. He asked for it. He locked me in the cage which was in a cupboard. It was designed to be uncomfortable. I couldn't stand or lie down, sitting or kneeling was painful because the cage bars are also on the bottom.

I was naked so had nothing to pad the floor with and my bottom had been whipped just before he locked me in. He went out for some booze up with his mates and on his return he forgot me and collapsed on our bed.

Fortunately we had an emergency escape plan for me, I was in for severe deprivation if I used it. I reached through the bars to the key that was hanging up behind the door.

When I went into the bedroom Daren was lying across the bed almost undressed. I finished off stripping him and fastened him to the cuffs. This was it, boats were burnt. If all went well I would have some fun and Darren would get his revenge and I would get my comeuppance. Full story in Reverse of a Submissive's Role.

So here I was kneeling by the bed looking down, behaving as meekly as I could with my legs open and inviting, my hands palm up with the dreaded cane held for him to use. He sat on the side of the bed, his cock a foot or so from my face.

"Give me the cane," he ordered. Yes, yes, now you can use it while you're mad at me. "Now on your knees and elbows go to the kitchen and bring me a drink back, do not get off your knees."

I turned round and crawled out, on elbow and knees, back arched, bum swaying, pussy on display and hope eternal that he would tan my bum. He had not specified what drink he wanted, I was bound to get it wrong even if I got it right. He's thirsty so tea would be the sensible thing, beer a possibility or whisky and dry ginger.

I decided to take him tea. I went back upright on my knees. In no way looking elegant and trying not to spill the tea. I must have looked really stupid 'walking' on my knees, holding a pint mug of tea. Darren took the tea. "Stupid bitch, get back and bring me a beer."

Out I went again, bum up, wiggle and my pussy on display between my thighs. Oh come on master, hit my willing bum, even my pussy or whatever. Hit me, make me suffer. Use me, I brought him a beer.

I knelt as close to him as I could, my face inches away from his flaccid cock, I tried to lean forward to kiss it, to get it erect, he slapped my face. "Don't move, I'll tell you what to do." That's good, he's angry.

And so I waited, kneeling, submissive, displaying all my assets, cheek red and stinging while he drank his beer. He walked away, I could hear him moving about but I dare not turn and look. He was smiling when he sat back in front of me.

"Open wide," I assumed he meant my mouth as my pussy was already open. I opened my mouth, I also noticed that his cock was rising. "Tongue out," I put my tongue out and he rubbed something that tasted horrible on it, two things actually. He followed this by putting a finger in my mouth.

"Stand up, turn round, spread your legs, bend over, use your hands to part your arse cheeks." I obviously obeyed, what the fuck is he doing? I stuck a finger in his arsehole which did invite him to invade mine. (For the first time) which was what I was hinting at.

I was trying to watch him from between my legs. His finger went into my bum, that felt weird. He followed this by putting something in my bum and pushing it in with his finger, twice. Shit I had a good idea what it was. Shit was the right word, fuck I hope he lets me go to the toilet. I might have to use my safe word, this might be a step too far. I asked for it I suppose.

"On your knees, hands behind your back, suck my cock. When I cum you can go to the loo." I was round in no time his cock in my mouth, me bouncing up and down on it. Never have I wanted to make someone cum so quick. "You can use your hands," he allowed.

One went to his cock and started wanking it, my other hand held and played with his balls. He shot into my mouth, I sucked him dry. "Go! And have a shower," he said I was off like a shot, my hand covering my bumhole, trying to stop any leak, the suppository was about to work.

I returned to the bedroom, empty and showered in a state of dread, what was he going to do to me? I asked for it, I wanted it, even though I didn't know what it was. I was about to find out.

"On your knees on the bed, arse to me." this was it, my bum was in for something. The something happened to be a butt plug with a tail attached. Having only had his finger up my bum before, I found the butt plug difficult to take, I could not relax my muscles which made it hard for it to go in.

"Relax or you will find it painful," he said as he pushed it further. I gave way, oh it hurt, more than I thought, pain without pleasure. "Perhaps you would like to lubricate it with your mouth?" Noooo, it's been in my bum, nooo. He pushed it in all the way. It filled me up.

"That's better, now you can crawl about looking like the bitch you are," I'll swear my pussy flooded, I love / hate being spoken to like that.

"Yeeeeoooowwww," he slapped my bum, enjoyed my reaction so much he did it several times.

"Don't move," he started inserting fingers in me, one then two then three.

This is more like it, "Thank you master," I gasped. He removed his fingers and replaced them with a vibrating ball.

"Now get down, get in the kitchen and cook me some dinner." I jumped down and crawled to the kitchen, wagging my tail and feeling the vibrations in my pussy. I cooked scallops with lemon sauce and prawn linguine. When it was almost ready I told my master, he sat at the dining room table and I served him.

Served with a chilled white wine, I knelt beside his chair and he occasionally threw something out for me to chase and eat. My pussy vibrator had been slowly ticking over, enough to be enjoyable but not enough to give satisfaction.

Back in the bedroom Darren sorted some clothes for me to wear while I did my hair and makeup. Low cut blouse, a short skirt and almost sensible shoes were given to me and we set off for the pub. You may have noticed my lack of bra and knickers.

The skirt was just long enough to hide my tail as I stood, maybe not when I walked. In the pub I sat carefully trying to keep my tail under wraps. Things were going well until he decided that we should play pool.

Under normal circumstances I am quite a good pool player but as It takes bending low over the table which does two things. It makes my skirt lift and show at least my tail and possibly more. The view down my blouse would give a view of my cleavage and even my nipples.

The pub was quite busy, the pool table is at one end with a few seats at the end where you tee off or whatever it's called. Two couples were at these tables. The majority of the customers were at the other end of the pub.

He made me start which is not too bad; I didn't really have to bend down so my nipples remained incognito for the time being. The tip or perhaps a bit more of the tail may have shown to the couples behind me

I spent most of the game playing shots from the sides of the table. I was actually winning and was left with a shot at the black. The white was in the middle of the table and the black near the top cushion. This meant I had to lean right across the table showing my tail and more to three quarters of the pub. I could not lower my boobs to lay on the table because his balls were in the way (pool balls). My boobs were totally exposed to the couples, the lads enjoyed the view.

I was so embarrassed and just as I took the shot he turned the vibrator on full. I jumped and missed the black completely, giving him two shots to set me up again. And he did but the other way, so the two couples looked up my skirt and I managed to get my boobs on the table.

I potted the black! Probably not the best idea in my situation, he was angry enough. Taking my hand he led me to the exit, I thought this strange as we still had drinks on the table. The toilets were on the way out and he directed me into the gents. Why do men's toilets always smell? He turned the vibrator right down.

Two men were weeing with their backs to me obviously, I was pushed into a cubicle where he had a wee. "On your knees," he ordered. Why do men always wee on the floor? I knelt and when he had finished he placed his semi hard cock in my mouth. I licked around it, wondering if I was going to have to make him cum.

I didn't, he pulled out and put it away. Rolling my waistband over he shortened my skirt as he led me out, a chap was washing his hands, master didn't, he looked me up and down. I felt like flipping my skirt at him and showing more of my tail but master was holding my hand.

We sat down with our drinks, as I sat the plug went further in and the vibrator sprung into life. I seemed to be the centre of attention. I was blushing with embarrassment and sexual tension. My pussy would be leaking with the humiliation which always turns me on, the vibrator increased the flood.

The skirt he had chosen was of course a thin cotton summer one which will have a wet patch on the back plainly visible to all. I hadn't climaxed yet but I would not last much longer. Master had an evil look and was not going to stop the vibrator in a hurry.

He stopped the vibrator! Was I glad I didn't make a spectacle of myself or should I say an even bigger spectacle having an orgasm? Or vexed that he had brought me so close? We left the pub, wet patch, tail and my red face on display.

We arrived home, probably the end of the public humiliation, what comes next? Not a lot! He made me remove my clothes and the vibrator leaving me in my collar. He told me not to remove the tail and sent me to the bathroom.

I spent the night laying next to my master with my wrists secured to the bedhead. He didn't touch me until morning when he released me from bedhead, with a squeeze of my nipples, slap on my bum he sent me to the bathroom my wrists still fastened.

"Well slut, today you will get what you asked for," he told me, hooking my wrists to the hoist. I was lifted until I was standing on my toes. He had the cane in his hand, it's not really a cane, it was some kind of plastic material which has a whip to it.

He put it down! And picked up the many tailed flogger, bugger, what's new? Use the fucking cane! "Yeeeoooowwww!" fuck me, harder than ever, across my tits. That really fucking hurt. "Yeeeoooowww," lower and perhaps harder, across my stomach.

"Yeeeeooooww!" Lower still, across my hips, including my pussy. I swung round to get another across my bum, and again and again. wow, this is better, the warm glow was starting. "Owwww," on the back of my thighs.

When he had finished with the flogger, that was after three more severe blows to my tits. He grabbed my hair pulled me to him, kissing me long and deep. One hand holding my hair the other fingering my pussy.

He moved back facing me and smiling. He pulled me to him by my nipples, my very tender nipples. "Well my little slut my nipples are still sore from you putting those pegs on them, yours will be sore for much longer." with a final tight squeeze he let go and I swung back.

He picked up the cane and placed it between my legs, slowly he brought it up until it was against my pussy. Manoeuvring it back and forth between my lips covered it with my not inconsiderable juices, I know this as he transferred it to my other lips and I could taste myself.

Putting the cane down he picked up the dressage whip, that's what he called it although dressage horses are so well behaved why would you need a whip? What do I know? I'll tell you what I do know - it fucking stings.

Five times across my bum had me dancing, five times across the thighs had me high kicking and five across my stomach had my knees up. "Those are nice stripes, I'm hungry so we'll take a break. You can't go out like that, I had better get you dressed."

He brought in a bikini that I had never seen before, it was miniscule! Three tiny triangles tied together by cord. He put the cord over my head and tied it behind my back. He adjusted my boobs in the 'cups' of the top. It's a good job I have small areolas otherwise they would have been on display.

The bikini bottoms were put on next, another triangle of material, big enough to cover my pussy, thank god I shaved. The cord went up my bum crack, leaving my bum with its stripes completely on show. Next he put high heeled shoes on my feet.

"It's such a beautiful day, we will eat in the restaurant on the pier and perhaps sunbathe on the beach." He walked off and was wearing shorts when he returned. He set me free and led me to the door where he picked up a towel and a dog leash.

It's about three quarters of a mile to the pier mostly along the promenade, as it was the school's summer holidays it was busy. My face was as red as my bum but without the stripes. Thankfully he carried the leash rather than attaching it to my collar, it was in plain view so it was obvious that he could attach it if he wanted.

We had our meal sitting outside, overlooking a calm blue sea, a light wind kept the temperature bearable. It was decided that we would walk back along the beach, I of course had nothing to do with the decision. I was allowed to take my shoes off.

When we reached the part of the beach near Darren's road he said that we would go for a swim. Getting a white bikini wet could easily make it see through, as small as it was it did cover the essentials. We swam out for a while, when we were back able to put our feet down I looked at my boobs. The cold water had made my nipples stand proud and my areolas could just be discerned.

We were standing facing each other, the water was at waist level. Darren pulled me to him and kissed me. There was something exotic about kissing like this in the blazing sunshine and the cold water lapping around my pussy. It wasn't the only thing, he pulled the bikini bottoms up so that the thong was bisecting my pussy.

"If you are a good girl, you can put the towel round your waist when we get to the beach," he whispered.

"I always try to be a good girl," I replied.

"Well in that case get my cock out and give me a blow job."

"Under water?" Fuck I can't do that and I can't walk home with my pussy on show.

"Unless you can think of another way."

I pulled his cock out from his shorts, held it in my right hand, and held my nose with my left and dived down. His cock was only semi hard when it entered my mouth and not much different when I came up for air. He laughed and pushed me down. Fortunately he did not keep me at it until he climaxed. We walked out of the sea, me with my pussy on show, not only on show but with the triangle of my bikini bottoms like an arrow above pointing directly at it.

Darren's shorts were bulging, we walked out holding hands and laughing. I quickly picked the towel up and wrapped it round my waist. I carried my shoes, Darren carried the leash and we almost skipped home.

The minute he closed the door he clipped the leash onto my collar. "Knees," he said and I immediately dropped down. Holding my head up I was led into the bedroom shuffling on my knees. Kneeling, facing him, my mouth level with his balls and looking directly at his lovely hard cock.

"Open your mouth, put your tongue out and your hands behind you. Balls," his final instruction. I started licking them, sucking one into my mouth and licking around it, swapping it for the other. I did the same again, all the time looking into his eyes. He held his scrotum, squeezing his balls together and offering them to me. I managed to get them both in my mouth.

With his hands behind my head he pulled me in, my nose against his cock. "Good girl," he said and my pussy tightened and tingled at his words. He pulled away releasing his balls and his cock hit my forehead. "You may take it in your mouth, just the tip, no more, don't be greedy."

With my lips gripping the ridge of his bell end I attempted to get my tongue into the little hole in the tip of his cock. He pulled away, "You have been such a good girl following your transgression the other day, you shall have your reward. Lay on your back, knickers off, knees bent, legs wide."

He picked up the cane, this is it he's going to use the cane, yes, yes, yes. He blindfolded me. I used my hands to hold my legs apart, I waited in anticipation and trepidation. The first blow hit the inside of my right thigh. "Oooook," I yelled, I don't know why. The next blow was a few inches further up "Ooook, ooook, ooook," I screamed.

He repeated up my left thigh. I repeated my high pitched Ooooks. Then it came down right in the middle of my pussy. "OOOOOOOOOKKKKK," oh god, that hurt, that really hurt. He kissed my drenched pussy before inserting a vibrator.

I'd come over all unnecessary, I was floating above, looking down at my poor abused, rampant body. The vibrator was vibrating wildly, he inserted fingers into my bum, followed by something cold. He put his finger back.

"Grip my finger with your arsehole," he ordered me. It felt strange having something in my bum. Another finger and another. "Relax," he said, pulling his fingers out and pushing his cock against my bum. It slowly entered me, the vibrator on full blast and his cock slowly going up my bum. It hurt but it was pleasurable, further and further up.

Once he was fully in he slowly drew back until almost out then he rammed it in all the way. In, out, in, out. He kept ramming it home. "Ooook," I grunted with each thrust, finally shrieking as I climaxed. There was no let up, he pummelled my bum, it was hurting more. The vibrator was still on max.

With a grunt he climaxed, pumping into my bum. Within seconds he was off me and then did a terrible thing, the worst thing, he took my collar off!

"You may sleep in the spare room or in the cage or where ever, not in here, now get out."

"No, no, no, please, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease," I pleaded.

He shook his head. "Out!"

I walked out, stumbled really, crying. My collar, he's taken my collar! What can I do? I put myself into the cage, I was in pain, my nipples, back, bum and bumhole. I revelled in the pain, the discomfort of the cage, I cried myself to sleep.