Ends And Beginnings Pt 04

The next day we ended up being too busy to have any fun after work. Despite the situation we'd found ourselves in, there were still errands to run and chores to do and the evening ended up being mostly consumed with that. Perhaps because of this distraction I found myself waking up a bit before our alarm that morning, with a rock hard erection. Usually of course my strategy in such a situation is to simply ignore it and try to go back to sleep. As I was trying to calm down however, I heard Marie shift slightly next to me in response to my restlessness and it occurred to me that there was no particular reason I had to go back to sleep in frustration.

I grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand near me and then carefully shifted to straddle Marie's body. She was laying on her stomach and she is such a heavy sleeper that she didn't notice even as the blankets came away from her. I took a moment to admire her back and butt, even in the dim light I could see the little plug poking out from between her butt cheeks. Dropping the lube nearby I leaned forward and placed my right palm between her shoulder blades, putting quite a bit of weight on her to keep her from struggling too much. At the same time my left hand began to tug on the butt plug, pulling it out and pushing it back into her ass. Heavy sleeper or not, this woke her up immediately and I as I expected she tensed up and tried to shift away. With me straddling her hips and my hand on her back though, there wasn't really anywhere she could go.

"Wha... get off!" she mumbled blearily, the confusion of sleep still heavy on her mind.

I leaned in even harder on my right hand, putting enough weight on her that it would restrict her breathing and bringing my head closer to hers.

"Quiet down, slut. It's almost morning, I'm going to be using this asshole."

Struggling just to draw breath, she didn't respond. As I eased up off of her however she seemed to be coming to her senses, her body relaxing somewhat.

"That's better. Open your mouth."

"Yes, Master," she said before complying.

I popped the plug out of her asshole and brought it up toward her mouth. I moved slowly, deliberately, so she could see what I was doing and understand my intention. Paused there with the plug fresh from her ass inches away from her mouth, she knew exactly what was coming and she could have protested. Instead she just meekly accepted it as I pushed the plug into her mouth.

"Good girl. Hold that in your mouth for now."

With that I sat back on my haunches, picking up the lube and spreading some over my cock and her asshole. WIthout any further preamble I pushed my cock into her butt, enjoying her whimper as I resumed my earlier position, my right hand again pushing down on her shoulder blades. I was leaning forward pretty heavily now, I could hear her strained breathing through her nose, the plug blocking her mouth. I fucked her slowly at first, taking my time enjoying every pained moan just as much as I was enjoying her tight asshole. As I increased the pace a bit I raised my left hand and gave her butt a good smack, enough to make her tense up again, her sphincter clenching around my shaft. I kept up the smacks, enough to make her ass red, it would no doubt be sore all day. There wasn't enough light to make out her face clearly, but I could practically hear the tears in her muffled cries.

Given the past couple of days, even this stimulation would take quite a while to make me come, and I didn't actually want to take too long. She still had to get ready for work, after all. Thinking how I could make it faster, a wicked grin spread across my face. I leaned all the way down on her, keeping my right forearm spread across her shoulder blades. Listening carefully I waited till I heard her exhale, then with my left hand I pinched her nostrils shut, using my palm to hold the plug in her mouth.

When someone tries to take a breath and can't, there's a pretty strong reflexive response, most people will freak out. Unsurprisingly, there's a part of your brain that really doesn't like it when you can't breathe, even if you're not yet low on oxygen. Marie is already a somewhat excitable person, so the panic set in immediately for her. Almost as soon as I closed her airways I was rewarded with a frantic struggle as she tried to escape. I'm not exactly an athlete, but I'm much larger than her, so she had no chance at all. Her ass tightened harder than I'd ever felt, I'm sure it would have forced me out if I wasn't already buried to the hilt. The tightness and the feeling of her panicked struggling was too much for me, I barely had time to enjoy it before I came, pushing her down into the bed with my thrusts and filling her up with cum. At the same time I removed my hand, pulling out the plug and she took a deep, shaky breath.

As the throes of orgasm faded I gently sawed my cock in and out of her ass, enjoying the residual pleasant feelings, until it was too soft to stay inside her. Sitting back on my haunches, I ran my hands over her back and butt. For her part, she merely lay there, catching her breath and waiting. I picked up the plug, put some lube on it, and re-inserted it into her asshole.

"That was fun slut," I said as I got off of her, "I'm sure you know what comes next."

"Yes, Master," she said, wearily moving herself between my legs, taking my cock into her mouth and gently sucking it clean. Without needing any instruction she was very thorough, licking my balls and all around my crotch, cleaning every last bit of lube, semen or whatever else. When she took my cock back into her mouth I placed a hand on her head and she obediently stopped, dutifully swallowing as I pissed into her mouth. I had to admit, I was getting to be quite a fan of having my own personal human toilet. When I was done, I lay back, gently stroking her hair. She stayed between my legs, softly sucking on the head of my cock, until a few minutes later the alarm went off.

The rest of the morning passed according to our developing routine: she staggered to the bathroom to shower and compose herself while I lazed around in bed a bit longer. When she was ready to leave she came to ask my permission again and again I checked to ensure the plug was in place before sending her on her way. I didn't think she'd remove it, but I enjoyed checking anyways.

That day I was very busy with work. Nothing exciting, just some unfortunate coincidences causing deadlines to pile up. Some of the things I'd ordered on Monday were delivered, so that was something to look forward to, but I didn't really have any time to plan. In fact I was still working when Marie came home that evening. She greeted me like usual, which I returned over my shoulder. Seeing that I was busy working, she just quietly got out of her clothes, put on her collar and, after a moment of uncertainty, came to kneel beside me. I thought about ordering her under my desk, but decided that in order to finish my work on time I would need to focus.

"You may have free time until I'm done," I said, patting her head.

"Okay Master, thank you," she responded.

I didn't really pay attention to what she was doing after that, focused as I was on my work. Two hours later my work was done, I stretched my arms and straightened my back, my bones protesting with a chorus of pops. As I turned I saw Marie sitting on the couch, her phone was in her hand, but she was looking at me. She looked back to her phone as I stood up, maybe a bit too fast. Was she waiting for me? Looking forward to more abuse? Looking at her naked there did stir some excitement in me, but I had to admit I was a bit worn out after the long day. I walked over and sat down on the couch next to her, reaching out to pull her collar until she leaned against me.

She looked up at me as she snuggled against my chest and though she respected the rule against speaking out of turn, the smug look on her face spoke volumes. Too tired, Master? Is that all you've got? Here I was, planning on taking it easy on her for the night, and she had to go and provoke me like that. Well, we'd see about that.

"I do just want to relax tonight, slut. Don't worry though, you're going to help. Stand up with your back to me."

I got up to get some things from the box of goodies that had arrived today. I affixed a pair of leather cuffs to her wrists then clicked them together.

"Alright, slut, this is going to be a somewhat tricky maneuver. I want you to end up resting on your shoulders, back towards the couch, ass in the air. Go ahead and lay down, and I'll help shift you around."

It took some doing, but eventually we got her situated in the position I had intended. She was able to bend her elbows, using her upper arms for support and a lot of her weight was taken by the couch. I imagine it was still not a very comfortable position, particularly given that I intended her to keep it for some time.

"Perfect. Stay just like that," I said, before walking away again. One of the items I'd ordered was a long, flexible dildo with a flared base. It wasn't too thick, about the same as the plug she wore each day, and it was a bit squishy. I took it to the bathroom along with a double egg vibrator and cleaned both before coming back and setting them on the couch along with some lube, out of her eye line. Then I picked up a game controller and the TV remote before sitting back on the couch myself. I situated myself to be sitting behind her, so that she was between my feet, her ass and pussy in my lap. I took a moment to admire her before taking hold of the buttplug and gently tugging on it. As usual I took a moment to push it in and out of her asshole, I don't think I'll ever get tired of watching her sphincter envelope it. Eventually I saw that she wasn't even going to whimper, so I took it out, then reached down to put it in her mouth again. She made a face but didn't say anything, just accepted it.

"Now as you know, pet, the plug only comes out when your hole is in use. Not to worry though, I've got something to replace it."

I picked up the dildo, still keeping it out of her sight, and put plenty of lube on it. I put some more lube on her asshole, taking a moment to dip my finger in and really spread the lube around. I lined up the dildo with her asshole and started pushing it in. Having been quiet up to now, she immediately let out a small pained noise as the head of the dildo passed her sphincter. In spite of that, there wasn't really much resistance, she seemed to be already getting better at taking things into her ass. I guess wearing a buttplug all day will do that. I kept pushing it in, adding more lube frequently, until maybe four inches was inside her. Leaning over I took a peek at her face: her resigned, somewhat grumpy expression was only slightly spoiled by the fact that I could also see her reddened, wet pussy. I smiled at her before sitting back again. The vibrator I'd selected was two egg-shaped devices connected by a strong cord. I guess the idea was to put one in the vagina and one in the ass, but it would work well for my purposes too. I switched on the first vibrator and rubbed it against the outside of her pussy, getting her juices all over it. Instantly she responded, not really able to grind her hips because of the awkward position, but she could certainly still moan around the plug in her mouth. Once the egg was good and wet, I pushed it down into her pussy. Then I activated the second egg and carefully arranged it so that it would naturally hang against her clit, as long as she didn't move too much. I was rewarded with further moaning for my efforts.

"You greedy slut, look how hard I've worked for your enjoyment. Finally I can get to relaxing though. Now, you're not allowed to come unless I say you may."

As I leaned back and started activating the various videogame-related devices I wrapped my legs around her, resting both my feet on her face, eliciting a grunt from her. It was a bit weird playing games while her ass was in my lap with vibrators buzzing away, but of course it was pleasant too. Whenever there was a lull in the game, a loading screen or some such, I would idly toy with the dildo in her ass, pushing it in and out. Each time I'd push it in a little bit farther. For her part, Marie seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, the combination of the vibrator and the humiliation of being used like a toy proving very exciting for her. A few times when it seemed she was getting too excited, I would move the vibrator away from her clit. The fourth time I noticed this happening though I left it there longer. I felt her wriggling and struggling, her breathing heavy and fast.

"Are you close to cumming, slut?" I asked, taking my feet off her and leaning over her again. She nodded furiously. I picked up the egg that was against her clit and began moving it back and forth across her pussy.

"Really? Even though you know that's against the rules?"

She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut. Her thighs trembled and she clenched her toes.

"Do you think I should give you permission? Do you think you deserve an orgasm?"

I could see she was really struggling now, her body writhing as she struggled to resist. With a desperate look on her face she nodded her head and whimpered. I let the vibrator sit on her a bit longer.

"I disagree."

I moved the vibrator away and with my other hand I slapped down on her pussy, hard enough to make a resounding smack. She howled in pain, though the plug in her mouth made it come out as a gargle. I gave her a few more slaps, landing several heavy hits right on her pussy. I leaned over her again and spit on her face. She was crying in earnest now, her tears mixing with my saliva.

"Don't you forget who's in charge, you stupid cunt. You're nothing, just my toy. You deserve whatever I say you deserve." As I spoke I put my feet back on her face, rubbing saliva into her cheek. I sat back and resumed my game, eventually putting the second egg back on her clitoris. For her part she sobbed quietly for some time, though it wasn't too long before she started to get excited again. After a while of this, giving her some time to cool down and to warm up again as it were, I leaned over once again. I could see she was again looking pretty agitated, ready to come in spite of the pain, but this time there was a distinct fear in her eyes. I reached down and pulled the plug out of her mouth.

"So, tell me slut, do you think you deserve an orgasm?"

For a few moments she was silent, a fearful look on her face as she tried to figure out how to answer. I could almost see the relief as she realized what to say.

"I don't know, Master, that's up to you."

I smiled, genuinely pleased, and set the plug aside.

"Good girl, finally taking my advice to heart."

With that I carefully disentangled myself from her and stood up. I disrobed and set my clothing aside before standing over her, this time from the other side. I knelt down such that I was facing her and my balls and ass were planted on her face, my cock snug between her breasts. Her pussy was right before my face, vibrators still buzzing and the long dildo sticking up out of her ass. I picked up the egg again and used it to stimulate her clit more directly.

"Lick my ass, slut."

No hesitation, she drove her face between my cheeks and ate my ass like it was the last meal on Earth. I leaned forward against her, using my free hand to fuck her ass with the dildo, letting her rim me for a bit. She was quite thorough, I felt her tongue working it's way into my asshole. Sitting back a bit I put some lube between her tits before taking hold of them and tightly squeezing them down against my cock. I pushed down hard enough to hurt her and started fucking her tits. She just kept up the licking, running her tongue over whatever part of me was handy as I sawed back and forth. I could tell she was getting more and more turned on. I held both of her nipples in my right hand, enough to keep her breasts together though not very tightly. With my left I took hold of the vibrator again, using it to stimulate her more directly. Soon she was moaning and writhing.

"You may come, slut."

Almost instantly I saw her thighs tensing, her pussy twitching. As the orgasm took hold of her I moved the vibrator away again, too late to stop the orgasm. I leaned forward and drove my teeth into her pussy, like I was trying to take a bite out of her. I didn't press hard enough to break skin, but it hurt and I heard her moans of pleasure turn into pain and confusion as I spoiled her orgasm.

I shifted off of her and shoved her to the side so she was laying on the floor. I grabbed an ankle and pulled her to lay on her stomach before pulling the dildo out of her asshole and setting it aside. She was well and truly sobbing, probably as much from frustration as pain, and I had never felt more turned on as I straddled her and plunged my cock all the way into her ass. I slammed into her, mercilessly pounding her ass. I put both hands on her shoulder blades, resting my weight on her and crushing her tits into the rough carpet. Finally I came, enjoying the increasingly familiar sensation of filling her asshole with cum, this time accompanied by her hoarse sobbing.

I pulled myself out of her, grabbed the buttplug and put it back in her ass. I also took the egg vibrator out of her and turned it off. Then I got up and sat back down on the couch. She didn't move, just lay there sobbing. After a moment, I leaned over and landed a hard smack on her ass, enough to draw a sharp cry from her.

"Get off your stomach you lazy slut, you've got a dick to clean."

After a moment's pause to gather herself, she began struggling to get up to her knees. Having her arms tied behind her back she had to draw her knees up underneath herself and then raise her torso and awkwardly shuffle over to get between my feet, tears still streaming down her face. When she got in the proper position, I slapped her across the face.

"What do you say when you've been given an order?"

"Yes, Master," she said between sobs and sniffles, "Sorry, Master."

"That's better," I said, leaning back against the couch and offering her my cock. She obediently took it into her mouth, carefully cleaning my cock and balls without the use of her hands to steady her. As was the pattern now, I stopped her at a point and pissed down her throat.

When I was finished, I undid the bindings on her wrists and patted the couch next to me. She clambered up to sit beside me and I again pulled her collar, this time guiding her to lay her head in my lap.

"I hope you've learned a lesson about being respectful, slut. If you're a good girl, I'll make you feel good. If you want to provoke me, you can expect punishment. It's pretty straightforward," I said as I stroked her hair. She seemed to have mostly calmed down, though there was still a bit of a waver in her voice.

"Yes, Master, I understand. I'm sorry for my rudeness."

"Good," I said simply, before picking up my controller and continuing my game. After a short time she fell asleep in my lap. Finally. Ridiculous what a guy has to do to get some peace and quiet.