Master 2 Slave "no Give Just Tae"

I'll take a few minutes to share an ultimate group fantasy I have...In this particular fantasy I am made a sex slave for the weekend at a private location in a secluded beach area. Nice size cabin with a large walk in shower and a hot tub outside. My master is very dominating and likes to humiliate his slaves and keep them in their place. As soon as I arrive I am stripped of all my clothes and given a pair of leather wrist cuffs and a matching set of ankle cuffs to put on immediately. I am also told to get on all fours like a good little Bitch in heat. The master then places a dog collar with three loops, around my neck, and attaches a leash to the first loop. Next he tells me to raise up on my knees in a begging position and then proceeds to place nipple clamps on my nipples, each of them connected by a chain that he uses to pull them until they are painfully tight, finally hooking them to the second loop on my collar. The final loop is used to connect a longer chain that has two more clothespins like clamps on them.

The master now orders me to roll over and spread my legs wide for an inspection. He takes the clips and attaches them to each of the lips on my pussy before bringing the chain up and attaching it to the third and final loop on my collar. Once he has finished attaching all the clamps to my body he tells me to assume my bitch in heat position, which means on all fours. I immediately follow his command like a good little slut puppy.

Next he takes the leash and walks me over to a set of dog dishes on the floor and explains that I am only allowed to eat or drink from these two bowls. Any other method of drinking or eating will be met with serious punishment. To make his point he takes me into a guest room and has me lay across a foot stool. He then attaches each of my arms to the legs on the front of the stool and then attaches my ankles to the legs on the back of the stool, essentially making me immobile.

He next retrieves a paddle from a standing closet and moves behind me...he explains that he is going to demonstrate the punishment I will receive for failing to follow any instructions or for failing to perform to his satisfaction. My first reaction is fear and it is quickly brought to reality as a swish sound is followed by a loud cracking sound and then the sting of pain as he lands his first blow to my unprepared bare bottom. I let out a yelp of pain and surprise. He then informs me I am not to make such noise and instead will be required to count the swats out loud followed with a loud,

"Thank You Master" and "May I have Another Please".

Still startled by the initial blow I stammer

"Thank You Master, May I have another please".

Quickly he snatches my head back by my hair and between gritted teeth spits out,

"Wrong answer BITCH!..that will cost you!"

Before I can reason what my error could be he quickly strikes my ass with a rapid fire that leaves me in such stinging pain I cannot speak to utter the words he has commanded.

He pulls my hair again and repeats his instructions,

"You were supposed to count the swats, and THEN say Thank You Master, May I have another! Try again Bitch or do I need to leave bruises so soon?"

I answer quickly, "No master, I'm sorry, I'll do better from now on".

He stands and says, "Show me" and then brings the paddle down hard and swift on my now bright red ass.

I respond through tears "Two! Thank you master, may I have another please."

He then kneels beside me and says,

"I suppose a bitch like you is too stupid to be expected to count correctly, you're only good for fucking and fun, so I'll let this be a lesson and end my demonstration."

I am so relieved he is finished as my ass is throbbing but somehow the pain has turned me on immensely and I can feel the moisture between my legs starting to trickle down my thighs. My master seems to notice my condition and again pulls my hair back to inquire how a bitch in heat could be turned on by such punishment? I open my mouth to answer but pause briefly to think of what I should say and how I should address my master. In that brief lapse he is on his knees in front of me and his cock is raging hard.

I only catch a glimpse of it as he shoves it roughly into my open mouth and down my gagging throat. Holding me by my leash he forces me to swallow every inch of his 7 1/2 inch cock, right up to his balls. I fear I am going to pass out from lack of oxygen when he pulls out only long enough for me to take one breath and then shoves his cock back in to its hilt. He then begins a slow, deep throat fuck, gagging me each time he enters my throat and holding my head in place by the collar attached to my neck. After several moments of face fucking he pulls his cock out and moves behind me again and quickly shoves his cock in my pussy.

I'm startled by the sudden invasion of my cunt by his fat cock and even though I am wet, it still causes some discomfort. He cares little about my discomfort and even less about my pleasure. I am certain he is about to cum deep inside my cunt when he suddenly pulls out and places the tip of his slippery cock just outside my pink hole...I tense up at the thought of his cock ramming into my ass without additional lubrication.

He goes slowly only to ease his own discomfort at entering such a tight space with his fat cock. I am certain that he is going to tear me apart but he suddenly quickens his pace and then as suddenly as he began he lurches forward with all this weight and blows his load deep inside my ass, pumping ounce after ounce of hot jizz inside me. As he finishes and pulls his cock from my still trembling ass hole and he moves back in front and orders me to clean his cock with my mouth. I hesitate just a moment and then he pulls my head up sharply and yells,

"Clean my cock now Bitch!"

I quickly open my mouth and take in his cum, pussy, and ass juice covered cock, into my mouth. Using my tongue I lick and suck until he is satisfied I have done the job. As he stands he says in a cold voice,

"That was a pathetic fuck, I am not satisfied and now I will punish you with ten more swats to your ass."

He moves into position and as the first blow rains down on my still stinging ass I do not forget to count and repeat my lines...as the last blow falls I finish my required line and then hang limply over the stool hoping I will get a break from my punishment. I hear him moving inside the closet and see him exit holding what looks like a horse's tail or maybe the tail of a big dog. As he kneels in front of me he pulls my head up to show me a large anal plug that is attached to a fake dog tail. He laughs at my confused expression and explains mockingly,

"Well now, I can't have the guys seeing my dog bitch without her tail, now can I? So I bought this little ass plug to complete your bitch in heat look."

He then moved back to my battered ass and quickly shoved the large anal plug deep into my ass where it stayed snuggly in place. Admiring his handy work, he stood and ordered me to thank him for his gift and for fucking me. I quickly replied,

"Thank you Master. Thank you for my dog tail anal plug and for fucking me."

After he untied me he led me back into the kitchen and poured some water in my bowl and told me to go and drink. He instructed me that I was not to use my hands but to lap at the water like a true bitch in heat. I did as I was instructed happy to have something to ease the sore throat I had been given from his deep, rough throat fucking earlier. As I drank he told me 10 of his closest friends would be coming over for a weekend of sports watching and fucking fun. I would be required to service any and all of the needs the guys in attendance may have over the course of the next two days. I had to admit the thought frightened and excited me equally. Could I please 11 cocks? Would I be able to withstand that type of abuse and how many times would I be punished for not delivering to my masters' satisfaction. It was going to be a long, challenging, and exciting weekend.

As I finished lapping the last of the water from my dish I was going to beg for a little more as my throat was still parched from the harsh fucking. Before I could ask the door bell sounded and master moved to answer. He turned to me and told me to stay put in the kitchen until he called and then I was to come out on all fours.

I responded, "Yes Master."

He turned, disappeared through the door and headed down the hall. I heard the front door open and the sound of multiple voices greeting one another and then a few "hell yeah's" followed by what sounded like high fives. I listened carefully, straining to determine how many voices were now in the cabin and trying to imagine what each of the men would look like based on the sound of their voices. I couldn't be certain but I recognized at least three different voices, one was that of my Master and the other two were obviously friends he had told me about earlier. I waited patiently in the kitchen for my Master to call...And after what seemed an eternity I heard the words my heart had been beating so loudly and excitedly to hear.

"Come here Bitch, come on, move your ass."

I quickly pushed through the kitchens swinging door and made my way down the hall and into the living room, a bit clumsily as the anal plug was somewhat uncomfortable in my sore ass and the nipple clamps were pulling on my swollen nips with each movement. In addition, the chain running between my legs and to the clamps attached to each of my cunt lips was tugging painfully each time I extended one leg in front of the other...making my movements on all fours all the more humiliating and difficult. Yet, these sensations all combined with the unknown voices to turn me on immeasurably.

My master quickly moved to grab my leash and nearly choked me as he dragged me the rest of the way into the center of the room. I carefully glanced around the room, careful not to stare, but eager to see if my imagination matched the reality of what I'd heard. I had miscalculated by one and there were three additional men now in the room, bringing the total to four. Although it was difficult to be certain from my position on all fours, it looked as though each of them stood well over 6 feet tall. Master was himself only about 5'10 and weighed in around 170. These three guys looked like line men for a pro team or a college team at least! Big barrel chested guys who could have crushed me under their weight, I'm sure.

Master was the first to speak as he said,

"Well here's my little bitch, she ain't much to look at but she has a fair peace of pussy between those thighs and her ass is pretty tight, if you don't like either of those, her throat is a good fuck."

At that the guys all chuckled out loud in amusement. I was a bit hurt by the comments as I felt myself to be rather attractive, not a model but certainly attractive enough to warrant a better commentary. Still, having Master talk about my body as if it were a tool to be used any way they saw fit began to turn me on in ways only a true slut could ever understand. Finally, the guy wearing a pair of Nike running shorts asked me to turn around so he could get a look at that tail I had swishing behind me. I moved around to display the dog tail as he requested. Master then rudely placed his foot on the back of my neck and forced my head to the floor so that I'd be in a kneeling position with my ass raised high in the air.

"There Tom, should be easier to see my handy work with it a little higher off the ground."

Again, the guys all enjoyed a good laugh at my expense. Tom bent over and lifted the dog tail to expose my pussy underneath and the clamps attached to my lips.

"Nice clamps you got there Mike, can they be made any tighter?" Tom asked.

Master responded,

"They don't get much tighter but you can pull them and stretch her lips in any direction you wish...the skin on a cunt like that is amazing...could almost stretch it down to the bitches ass if you tried hard enough."

With that encouragement Tom grabbed for the chain and gave a slight tug to check how secure the clamps were on my cunt lips. After being satisfied they would not come off with any strenuous tugging he began to test Masters' Theory about my cunt lips stretching to my ass. The pain was slight at first but as he pulled further and my lips were pulled beyond their limits it became excoriating and I cried out in agony. Master struck quickly at my tender ass with his belt and I heard the crack before I felt the sharp sting of leather. Half dazed I only barely remembered to say,

"One, thank you Master may I have another please."

He then sneered at me and said,

"Why yes Bitch, you may have another so that you'll remember not to speak unless spoken to."

And with that he lashed at my ass again with his belt, falling hard across my right ass cheek.

I grimaced and repeated,

"Two, thank you Master may I have another please."

At this, the guys began to ask if they could give me a lash as well. Master offered his belt to Tom who quickly warmed to the idea and rained down a fast hard blow to my left ass cheek.

"Three, Thank you Master may I have another please."

Then he passed the belt to his friend who took his position and followed with another blow to my left cheek.

"Four, Thank you Master may I have another please."

As the last guy took the belt and positioned himself I began to regret my decision to submit as a slave and thought of using my safety word, but before I could think clearly enough the blow rained down on my right cheek, bringing a painful balance to my red and now bruised ass checks.

"Five, thank you Master may I have another please."

Master then pulled me roughly from my bowed position by my hair and said, "No Bitch, you may not have another one...what a whore you are to want your ass beat so much, you really fucking love this don't you my little cunt?"

Through tears streaming down my cheeks I stammered out

"Yes Master."

My words seemed to emit from somewhere else or someone else because they seemed not to match the words in my mind which were screaming.

"No, I can't take the pain, please let me go now!"

With that he let go of my head and said to his friends,"I've got some steaks on the grill that should be ready about now and some cold beer in the fridge. You guys ready for some food and fun?"

"In unison the guys hollered, "Hell yes man, let's eat!"

I was hungry myself as I hadn't had time to eat before meeting my Master to start my weekend of slavery. Seemingly knowing my thoughts Master looked down at me and said,

"Don't worry Bitch, I'll even feed you."

He then pulled me with him by my leash towards the kitchen with his three friends following behind laughing at my obvious discomfort and the ridiculous way the dog tail swished back and forth from my sore asshole.

"Damn, Mike if I didn't know that was attached to an anal plug I'd swear that was an actual dogs tail!" laughed Tom.

"Hey Doug, isn't that the same kind of tail as your chocolate lab?" Tom continued.

Doug replied, "You know man, it is a lot like her tail, but hell man, my lab is a lot better looking than this bitch!"

And his words stung again as the four men roared their laughing approval of his criticism.

Master had me sit in the begging position while he finished turning the steaks and prepared to place them on a large platter to carry to the table. As he finished putting the last of the steaks on the platter he looked over at me and said,

"Back on all fours Bitch, and prepare to carry this tray of steaks over to the table and if you drop even one, your ass will never recover from the beating it'll receive!"

Taking him at his word I carefully leveled my back to carry the tray and slowly made my way to the table, ever relieved when Doug lifted the tray from my back without incident and began serving himself. I sat quietly by the table and waited for further instructions from my master. I didn't have long to wait as he quickly called for me to go and bring four beers for him and his friends. With some measure of relief he noted I would be allowed to stand upright and go get them so that I could be faster. Surprisingly, when I stood the chain that was attached to the cunt clamps pulled even more tightly creating shooting sensations of pain that tortured and tempted me at the same time.

My nipples were also suddenly brought up at an odd angle and the change in position created a tingling sensation that ran from my nipples to my snatch where I once again felt the stirrings of desire. I moved quickly to get the beer and returned with the four beers and carefully made my way around the table opening each beer before handing it to the waiting hand. Each man thanked me by pulling down cruelly on my nipple clamps, amusing themselves with the reddish purple color the tips of my nipples had now turned.

After I served the last beer, I stepped back from the table and waited for further instructions but none came and I was forced to endure the men eating steak, potatoes, and pasta salad as I waited for something to be offered to me. Again, seemingly reading my mind, Master asked if I wanted something to eat.

I replied, "Yes, please Master."

He laughed and said, "Come on Bitch I've seen dogs in the park beg better than that...get down and beg like a good little bitch."

So I knelt down and extended my hands in front of me, mimicking the way a dog holds her paws when begging for food. I began to whine and whimper as I had heard dogs do when they wanted something to eat. Finally, Tom tossed me a piece of bread and said,

"There Bitch, eat that and shut the fuck up!"

Following his orders I knelt to retrieve the bread and remembered I was not allowed to use my hands. The bread had landed on the floor at my feet and I didn't want to eat off the floor. Tom mused,

"What's the matter Bitch, you too good to eat of the floor like a good dog? Maybe I should beat your ass some more and make you appreciate food when it's offered."

I had heard enough and without a second thought bent down and took the bread in my mouth nearly swallowing it whole, without even chewing. Suddenly, my master jumped from his seat and came rushing to my side, he slapped me hard across my face making my eyes water and nearly causing me to choke on the half swallowed bread in my throat.

"What the fuck are you doing Bitch? I told you not to eat from anything other than those bowls I gave you in the kitchen. It seems someone needs a gentle reminder of the rules."

I moved back and quickly said,

"I'm sorry Master please forgive me."

Master harshly hissed, "Oh I'll forgive you right after I beat that ass of yours again...now turn around and bend over!"

I slowly did as instructed and waited for the stinging sensation of his belt across my ass cheeks, but this time he took his displeasure out on my thighs, startling me once again into nearly yelping out loud. Somehow I muffled the yelp and muttered

"One, thank you master may I have another please."

He happily answered my forced request with four more lashes across my thighs and then directed me to carry my bowls over one at a time using my mouth only. I did as instructed and then he cut up some steak, potato, and bread placing it in my bowl.

"There Bitch, eat that and don't let me see you drop any on the ground! This is better than you deserve but I didn't have time to get the dog food today so you're lucky tonight."

I carefully ate and tried not to think about how humiliating I must have looked eating from a dog dish with my ass still holding the anal Dog tail in place. As I finished my last bite of food I was thirsty and wondered if Master would offer me something to drink, perhaps a cold beer or some water. I made my way slowly to his leg and carried my water bowl in my mouth hoping he would notice me but he seemed to be ignoring me and talking among his friends. After at least 20 minutes I decided to drop the bowl and see if it would get his attention. What a foolish mistake.