Her Turn - Part 8 (M/F - Dom/ Sub/ free-use/ consent/ non-consent/ sex toy/ sex slave)
I must have passed out at some point, and I am sure it was probably my building orgasm that caused the black out. When I regained consciousness, as the last moments I remembered was My Master pounding my pussy while a large vibrating butt plug was in my ass, I was not sure how long I had been out. With that being said though, I was sure that some corrections were heading my way, because I know for a fact that I did NOT ask for permission to cum, or to that end pass-out either, therefore, I will be punished I was confident about.
Just about the time I regained the little bit of senses I had retained, I was brutally brought back into the scene. The Bartenders dick was thrusted back into my mouth, while instructions were given to me by Mistress X.
"Toy, I, or should I say "we", thoroughly hope you enjoyed your past session, because you are going to have to pay for your transgressions. Not only did you orgasms without permission, you also closed your mouth, and apparently went so far into subspace, that you were totally unresponsive. Because of your inability to stay somewhat in the moment, Master had to stop his fucking session, and we had to make sure you were okay. So, your punishment will begin now, and will end, when your Master, not I, believe you have paid for your sins. The problem is however, "
And as she said this last phrase, a very evil laugh followed, and I knew I was in trouble.
"your Master, is still recovering from providing you with the pleasure that you are supposed to be providing to us. He is not currently in the room, but he will be back, and he has given me full accountability for ensuring that, no matter what pleasures, or pain, you receive, you NEVER will forget your place again in these dynamics. As a reminder, if you are told to do something, you do it, no matter the circumstances. So, if you are to keep your mouth OPEN, you keep your damn mouth open. If you are to ask to cum, you ask to cum. I hope this correction period, helps you keep this in mind the next time you are brought to the edge of a situation where you have to make some tough decisions. Bartender, please come here, and start fucking this ASS...do NOT stop until you are told to."
With that, a dick penetrated my ass, and began fucking it harder than my ass had ever been fucked. I do love anal, both giving it to My Master while I am charge, and also in taking anal, but this was a hate fuck on my ass. Since I had no further rules to follow, I let me animal instincts take over, and was not bashful about being quiet. I yelled and screamed, moved my head from side to side, growled, and once, I am sure I even may have threated the bartender. None of it mattered, because I did not give me 'safe word' or signal, so the torment will continue until I give-in and say the phrase, or My Mistress, Mistress X, deems my ass has had enough.
At some point, My Master must have re-entered the room. He came to the front of the spanking bench, with his dick out, and just watching the event. I could not look up, as my head and entire body was tied down, but I could tell, he was enjoying the show, and had something in mind.
"Bartender, please stop now", said Mistress X.
