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Mounted 2

Mounted 2

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He told me it was going to be a whole new experience. I knew that this was not the original plan for this party, but I had failed him during some practice runs.

The night came he had invited all the top club members to the cabin. I mean if you can call it that. It is a 6 dungeon room house in deep woods. He had spent the last few days there getting it ready for what I knew was going to be a punishment like no other. The drive was long and quiet. I knew not to talk as he had told me once we left the house I was to talk only if spoken to.

When we arrived he took me by the hand, blindfolded me and led me inside.

Once inside he stripped me down to nothing, and guided me. We walk only long enough to be in the large open room.

He undid the blind fold and there on the wall were anal plugs of all different lengths, diameters. All were up on the wall like mounts. He told me to pick on and that would be where I would be mounted during the Dom meeting this evening. This meeting was to discuss the fact that lately, I had been missing the mark on being a great slave. Before I had time to really look and decide on what one looked less painful he pulled me from the room.

He lead me down to room 2 which is what was the master dungeon. He led me to the beaded kneeling pad and told me to kneel and wait. We had 4 hours before anyone would arrive and he said he needed to prepare.

While kneeling I thought about everything that could happen. What this night could entail. I knew this was not going to be easy and it was going to push me further than I even had been pushed before.

After what seemed like hours he came and led me to the kitchen, he told me I need to eat before this long session. While I ate he told me I need to pick a number 1-10 and that is where I would be mounted for the evening.

I knew I should have tried to look better to know what would not be as bad.

I finished eating and was told to choose or he chose for me. Without thinking I just said 6.

He grabbed my arm and led me back to the large room.

He led me to the wall where #6 He told me to kneel and wait. While I was eating the others had arrived and chosen their dungeon for this weekend. While I waited for what seemed like hours each Master and their slave(s) slowly entered and took sets. After everyone was settled. My master calls their meeting to order. He explained what we were doing and why we were here.

He explained that we need to discuss my behavior. And told them that during this meeting I would be mounted to this wall.

Master came and told me to stand.

He brought out a small stool to help me up to the plug. He help place me on the plug no lube and this plug was 8 inch long and 6 inches diameter. He back, my ass till I was fully mounted. He flips down a one inch platform to stand on. Not that it helped with the pressure. He told him if I moved at all I would be whipped 5 times on my cunt. He then hooked a rope to my collar. He then stepped down and removed the platform. He then took the other end of the rope and hooked it to the floor so I was bent over, that all my weight was being held by the plug in my ass.

I knew very fast that this plug vibrated as soon as he told them the 1st topic was what my punishments need to be. He pulled out a remote and said we have 10 items to discuss. We move the spread down as we discuss. He told me I could cum as much as I needed and make as much noise as needed but everytime I made noise they stopped and waited. So it takes longer to finish what they need and each orgasm costs 1oz weight to my nipple and clit piercings for the rest of the weekend.

The meeting started and they started with my transgressions

10. Cumming without permission.

They walked and I could feel the 1st orgasm cumming and I tried really hard to hold back as long as I could but as they were finishing up with what they thought would help me understand why I should only have an orgasm at the allowance of a master my orgasms took me.

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As time went on I lost count of the number of orgasms I had. And where they were on my transgressions. When I final was able to focus enough I heard

Disrespectful in the club to not only her master but others as well

This was where I knew I was in for it. They all got a chance to say what they thought I deserved. And each of these masters specializes in a different form of punishment.

I was coming off my last orgasm and my master had brought back the platform he lowered me off and helped me down. It had been 3 hours and my legs were weak and my ass burned.

He brought me to the chair to have a seat. This was not any old chair, this chair had a pussy dildo and clit stimulation on it and a hole for an anal plug to be placed.

I was placed upon and given the same instructions. I was allowed to orgasm at the same cost.

My, Master took a deep breath and spoke, each word carrying as much sting as a whip. "Slave, what are you wearing?"

"I, um, nothing, Sir?" I glanced down, "Um, nothing. Except my collar.

"And what does that collar represent?"

"Um, that I'm your property, Master. Your toy, your pet, your slave.

He nodded. "And did your actions uphold any of that?"

"No Sir," I whispered, dropping my gaze, then looking back up at Him. Fuck

"Do we cum without permission? Do we disobey orders?"

"No Sir. We ask for Master's permission and obey like a good girl."

"Do we lie? Ever?" Are we disrespectful?

I did not even have time to answer and he wrapped his fingers in my hair and stood me up pulling me to the dungeon, ignoring my cries of pain as I struggled to keep up. Once in, he pushed me to the floor.

I caught my breath and kneeled upright, trying not to flinch away from Him as He came towards me. He stopped in front of me, arms crossed. He assessed me for a moment, His jaw still tight, then turned away, taking his shirt off and tossing it into a corner. Without looking at me, He pointed to a nearby sturdy, wooden table that had some odds and ends on it.

"Clear that off, then sit on it." While I cleared the table, he went to the dresser full of toys, pulled out the things, and stood there for a moment, clearly thinking. The table was clean, I sat on it facing the middle of the room,by know all the other Masters and their slave had entered the area. I heard His footsteps as he made his selection and walked back towards me.

He set something down on the table and stretched, turning this way and that, stretching his shoulders and arms. Shit. I'm in for it. I glanced down at the implement He'd chosen and felt my eyes widen in fear. Fuckin' hell. I'm definitely in for it. Holy fucking shit!

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Indicating that I should lay down, and told me to put my hands over my head as he used some rope to tie my ankles to the table legs. The position left my thighs, pussy, stomach, and breasts completely exposed, and partly exposed my ass.

Without further ado, He swung the switch, and a thin line of liquid fire slashed across my left breast, just to the right of the nipple. He swung again. Another line appeared, this time to the left of the nipple.

Without warning, He uncrossed His arms and lashed out, sending the switch arching in one hard, brutal strike to my clit. The world went fuzzy as I screamed and curled up in pain, forgetting to take my punishment well, forgetting everything except the searing pain that was lacing through my clit.

He placed the switch down. And I know I am to thank him.

"Thank you, Master", I whisper.

For what?! And I can't hear you?"

My face is red when I loudly say, "Thank you for whipping me, Master."

He walks over to the weights and grabs them, places 9 ounces on my clit and pussy 3 ounces on each.

"Who does this pussy belong to?"

"It belongs to you Master"

"Who do these tits belong to?" as one hand squeezes one of my tits roughly.

"They belong to you Master"

"Who does this ass belong to?"

"It belongs to you Master"

"My little slave girl is very horny, I see." He is still rubbing against my clit and I can only just get out my response.

"Yes, Master."

"But you're a bad slave."

And how well go over everything we have decided you will do to be forgiven.

The next few hours went by slowly. My ass burned from the ghost peppers in my ass and the hot sauce on my clit. I been whipped and caned fuck in my ass, cunt and mouth.

Now I was back in the large room mounted to be used by each slave as they see fit for disrespectfulness to their masters.

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