My Pain Her Pleasure Ch 01

Within a loving relationship this series features themes of BDSM, especially the delivery of pain, and a partner's total submission. This story also includes some male cum eating.

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Chapter 1: Sensory Deprivation

Pitch black without a sliver of light thanks to a crimson red velvet bag pulled over my head.

Not a single sound can be heard with noise cancelling earmuffs covering both ears.

Bent at the waist with the cool feel of steel tight around my neck. Unable to stand with my collar locked to the thick bar in front of me.

The comforting feel of fleece around my wrists hiding the metal that is cuffing my wrists to that same bar.

My legs are spread just a touch farther apart than is comfortable with soft leather around my ankles and locked to two rings in the cement floor.

Smooth concrete on the soles of my feet making clear the countless hours others have been in this exact same place.

Even my sense of smell is fully muted. All I can smell is the sweet scent of Mistress Adrianna's wet pussy as I am certain she rubbed herself to multiple orgasm with the inside of this velvet hood before placing it on my head.

I was stripped naked in a cold room, except for the velvet bag and my small cock cage which further reminds me that I am under her full control.

Lastly, a gag molded from a very large cock filled my mouth and the tip of the cock was at the entrance to my throat. It felt like I was right on the edge of my throat being forcibly taken at any moment and had me drooling constantly. It was buckled tight around the back of my head ensuring it stayed right where Mistress wanted it. It was barely allowing me to make muffled sounds, much less utter a safe word.

As I stood waiting the anticipation has me both very turned on with a heavy dose of fear as I am fully exposed to Mistress Adrianna. This combination has a steady flow of precum dripping towards the floor.

The sensory deprivation has ensured that I have no idea if I have been locked in place for two minutes, ten minutes, or more than an hour. My legs are on fire trying to hold myself up while spread so wide apart. Every time my legs give out the metal collar and bar put a strain on my neck, and I work to better support myself with my legs, but no matter what I do I am on full display for Mistress.

Also, the sensory deprivation has my skin on over drive as touch is the only sense I have remaining. I caress the wood beam with my fingertips while I curl my toes to feel the smooth floor.

Even with only having my sense of touch and fully distracted by my carnal desires to please Mistress, I could still feel someone's presence enter the room. It was a warm glow that had my skin on fire. I knew it was Mistress, the keeper of my pleasure and my pain, the absolutely intense sadist and incredibly nurturing Dom.

Mistress Adrianna is brilliant, very funny, compassionate, driven, and does all she can to help the people around her. Now add in her jaw dropping looks, she is an 11 out of 10, and every guy and girl that sees her wants her. She is a must have in every way, and that is even before you find out that she is the kinkiest woman on the planet!

To paint the picture for you she is 5'2", with brunette hair, Hershey kiss brown eyes, 'B' cup breasts that are a perfect handful, a full round and toned ass, beautiful long legs that led your eye to the sexiest manicured toes. She is the entire package, and I want nothing more than to serve her every want and need.

My desire to serve her started at first site. While I can role play and pretend to be dominant while in the bedroom, my actual desire is to be a totally submissive partner. I didn't think it was possible to want to be any more submissive than I am yet over the past year our relationship blossomed, both in and outside of the bedroom, and my desire to be submissive continues to get deeper.

As an example, even with being submissive I never had a desire to be in a chastity cage. As our relationship grew, she introduced the first cage, taking over control of my manhood, and in total control of whether or not I even get an erection has been out of this world sexy! Now I am on my third cage, as they keep getting a smaller each time, and this one is pink and sparkles from the glitter. She rarely takes it off me and now when she lets me cum, she takes a magic wand to the cage milking my little clit, as she calls it, or she makes me cum through penetration with a toy or her fingers on my prostate.

I knew we were meant to be from the moment I laid eyes on her at the bar, or more she laid eyes on me. She even dropped all her other relationships within the first month of us dating; well at least romantic relationships as she does still have a business to run.

I have been told before that I am a very attractive guy, but I have missed out on so many women over the years due to my lack of confidence that has gotten worse and worse as time has gone on. I was not sexually active until the summer before college, a close friend of mine, Daniella, and I had turned 18 and were set for college in the Fall. However, we both had never done anything sexual, and we decided we would practice with each other. Well really Daniella brought it up and decided for us, not that I was complaining! I think she had a huge crush on me and wanted out of the friend zone, but that quickly changed. We were practicing, as she called it, one afternoon and she was ready to go up a level from us just kissing.

Her hands were rubbing up and down both of my thighs and then broke away for a moment with a big smile, "someone must be very turned on and standing at attention." I nodded, not realizing she was saying that as she was expecting to feel a sleeping anaconda against either thigh. She was looking me in the eyes, waiting to gauge my reaction, as she unbuttoned my jeans, slid the zipper down, and slipped her hands into my pants. She traced along the waist band and the back of her hands brushed lightly against my balls as she explored the outer edges of my briefs. It was turning me on even more, and then she felt the front of my briefs. I gasped in pleasure at her touch, even if it was through my briefs, but her look of being turned on vanished and I am sure the water was turned off, drying out her wet pussy.

With one of her hands cupping my full erection and both balls she got quite stern and told me to stand up and drop my pants. I hesitated and she barked out, "now!" I jumped and did as she asked, my pants at my ankles, standing upright, facing her as she sat on the edge of the couch cushion. I had bought a Calvin Klein thong hoping to better showcase a bulge, but with her eye to eye with my cock she just laughed. Then she leaned forward, I could feel her warm breath on my hard cock, and she rolled my tight, navy-blue thong down. Again, a look of amusement and mixed with, almost, sadness as she pouted, "do I not turn you on? Am I not sexy enough? Am I doing something wrong, I am so sorr..." Not finishing the word as she saw the precum on my tip, running down my shaft, and saw the wet spot in my briefs. She realized two things in the moment, I was most certainly turned on by her and that I most certainly was tiny.

Her nervousness and worry she was doing something wrong erupted into laughing, "aww what a cute little guy you have here, so tiny it isn't even worth practicing on, are you sure you're a man? Also, are you really wearing a thong!? Did you think wearing lingerie like a woman would make me want your clit more? Turn around, now!"

I was beat red and had tears forming in my eyes. Why did I buy a thong? How did I think that would turn her on, what was I thinking!? Before I could continue my emotional spiral, she stood up and shoved me down into my stomach on the coffee table. I went to ask her what she was doing and before I could get a word out, she spanked my ass harder than I had ever felt before. My scream was cut short as she landed in the same spot over and over and over. I was truly crying now, embarrassed, my ass on fire, and she leaned into my ear, "you are my sissy bitch with a worthless little clit, but I can still use you for practice and my own pleasure." She nibbled on my ear lobe just before asking, "I am going to grind on your face until I squirt on your tongue on my clit. Then with my wetness all over your face you are going to clean my tight asshole. My ass will make it hard for you to breath as you clean my sphincter with your tongue."

I couldn't hold it any longer! Thinking of how dirty, kinky, and submissive rimming her asshole was and the burning feeling fresh on my ass cheeks I came so hard. I shot rope after rope of cum into the coffee table.

She sat up and just started laughing again. She pointed to the coffee table, "You can clean my ass, but first clean up your mess... with your tongue." I was still coming down from my blissful high and wasn't sure if she was serious. I put my head down, but couldn't bring myself to taste my own cum. Daniela grabbed the back of my head, told me to stick my tongue out and keep it out, and then she forced my head into a puddle of my cum. She forcible moved my head around and kept telling me to lap it up and to swallow every drop.

I found after this adventure that she loved watching femdom porn and we had few more practice sessions that Summer with her in charge, but when we left for college, we drifted apart and that next summer she didn't even come back home. In my limited encounters since that Summer, I have made sure my tongue, toys, and actions fully please my date as I am stuck with the belief that my cock isn't enough to satisfy my partners.

While my thoughts about my penis held back my confidence, Mistress Adrianna has told me I am not as small as I think I am. She has also told me that while I was very attractive it wasn't just my looks that caught her attention at the bar. She was there hunting for new clients, and she could just sense the submissive slave that was longing to come out of me. Yet it was my smile and contagious laugh that had her truly glad she walked up to me that night. We shut the bar down, talking for hours, with a comfort like we had known each other for decades. We went on multiple dates a week for over a month before I truly found out what her "consulting" business really was and why she was at the bar that night.

One night at the end of dinner she got quiet, then took a deep breath. I immediately got nervous, dreading that this was 'that' conversation, you know the 'it's me, not you' conversation. Instead, she looked me in the eyes and told me that she could help me become my true self and be fully satisfied. I just needed to fully trust her and give her the opportunity to guide me. I immediately agreed and could feel my cock start to swell as she smiled ear to ear. However, as I was driving her home, and we got closer and closer all my insecurities came to the forefront. I had no idea what she meant about being my true self and I was sitting silently questioning if my small cock was even big enough to please her, if I could last more than 30 seconds, if she would laugh me out of her house, and... she snapped me out of my downward spiral by grabbing and squeezing my hand.

"Babe, I know you are nervous, but you are in excellent hands. Tonight, I will let you in on what my consulting business really is and I will guide you every single step. Plus, I promise you will enjoy it!" My cock stayed completely limp from my nerves, but I was smiling and enjoying her hand in mine as I drove. I put the car in park in the driveway and before I could blink, she jumped out of the car and moved quick in her heels! She got to my door opening it for me and extending a hand to help me out of the car. She then held my hand as she stood in front of me leading me to the door. I didn't realize this in the moment, but that was her first step in exercising her dominance over me.

As the front door closed, she locked it, and her tone shifted. Still Adrianna, but a stern demeanor and one not to be messed with. She told me to strip naked. When I hesitated, she spun me around, pushed me up against the door, my face hit the door and she pulled my hips back bending me slightly at the waist. She then slapped my ass hard telling me not to disobey an order again. She then repeated for me to strip naked and with a stinging in my rear from the pain I said yes ma'am. That got spanked even harder! I howled this time as she let me know that she was to be called Mistress Adrianna, or just Mistress, in the home. I quickly answered, "yes Mistress" and stripped naked. As I turned around to face her my cock was fully erect and leaking precum. With a smirk on her face, she went up on her tip toes and leaned into my ear to whisper, "I knew you needed this, just look at you leaking precum, let Mistress take good care of you." As I sighed and smiled, but caught up in the moment I didn't even see it coming as she kneed me hard in my balls.

I could barely get a scream out as I was caught totally by surprise and curled into a ball. She demanded I stand tall immediately and I did my best to comply, but I forgot the 'yes mistress' and she kneed me in my balls again! I collapsed on the floor, crying, and holding my aching balls as she sternly told me to take my hands away from HER balls. She made it clear they were hers now, and then she reminded to always say yes mistress. As I writhed in pain, I got out a hoarse, "yes mistress, my balls are yours to do as you please."

As I slowly recovered, she had gotten a fabric measuring tape out and measured a few dimensions on and around my deflated cock. She purred at me, "what a sexy little tic tac you have, maybe it will freshen your breath." Freshen my breath? I didn't have time to think about it or ask what she meant as she had a smirk as she said my measurements were complete. She grabbed my hand, helping me to stand up, and we left all my clothes, phone, everything behind as she walked me across the house totally naked to the dungeon. My transformation began that night and my life has changed for the better!

Which leads me to today, fully Mistress Adrianna's with near total sensory deprivation. Plus, with a huge gag there was no way to mutter a safe word; though, I had no desire to have one. I was hers and the warm glow that washed over me was feeling her presence in the room.

That changed to physically feeling her there with her breath on my neck before she began to bite my ear lobe. I then felt a pinwheel that set my skin ablaze as the prickles rolled from my rear and up my back. Her fingertip began to trace my nipple, and I was feeling total bliss, but also on the edge not knowing when and where she would inflict what turned her on more than anything, my pain. As my lips moved to smile with my gag in my mouth, I was thinking of her getting so wet as she enjoyed every moment of my suffering. I was only able to accomplish a satisfying sigh acknowledging her tender touch instead of a smile, but I could tell she knew what I meant.

My horniness was in overdrive and her long nails traced my nipples. I then felt her breath on my left nipple before receiving one of hardest bites I have every experienced! No warning, no buildup of pain, just intense pain! I tried to scream out, but the gag fully muffled my scream, and realizing I was totally in her control, until she was done with me, precum leaked out of my caged cock. She quickly moved one hand to caress my nipple with her fingertips and as I sighed in pleasure she bit the other even harder. Again, I screamed into the ball gag, but it was just more muffled noise that was further covered up by the hood. I knew this was going to be a long night as she was in rare form!

Then her voice came into my ears as it turns out I was wearing noise cancelling headphones, not just earmuffs, allowing me to only hear her voice and what Mistress wanted me to hear.

"You have been a good boy this week, completing everything I ever ask of you, but I need to ensure you do not become lazy. So, I bought a new paddle and I am so excited to break it in. Your ass will be spanked until I am satisfied, it may bluster and bleed, but I will not stop until I am done. Are you ready?"

I tried to say, "yes mistress," but no one would have known what I said with this oversized gag in my mouth. Mistress just laughed at my predicament, "not that it matters, but that sounds like a yes to me," as the paddle connected with my ass cheek for the first time.

I could tell she was using a heavier paddle with a smaller width. It concentrated all the force over a smaller area and delivered the most intense pain. I loudly yelped as my body rocked forward into the bar. My toes curled against the smooth concrete, and I just knew it was going to get worse before it got better. She then connected with the exact same spot, and I shrieked in pain with my toes fully curled. I could hear her laugh at my pain, and she hit the exact same spot AGAIN! The mic must have been clipped to her as I heard her laugh, but also noticed her breathing had changed. I knew she was turned on and likely getting so wet. As she connected again with the same spot, it was excruciating, and yet out of my caged cock came more precum. My pain was pleasing her, and the endorphin rush and sensory deprivation had me on the edge of cumming already.

Over and over and over and over, she connected with my ass cheeks. She used that paddle for longer than she ever has before, or maybe it felt that way due to not being able to grasp how much time elapsed in my current state. Either way what I was certain of is that my ass has never been spanked to this degree! I wouldn't be able to sit down for days. My face was soaking wet with tears as my ass cheeks had never hurt this bad before. Yet she still wasn't done. Smack, again, smack, again, smack, again. She continued to laugh at my muffled screams. Smack, again, smack, again, smack. I had no idea when this would end, but my voice was hoarse from screaming into the gag.

Everything paused for a moment, and I was crying as tears streamed down my face. She returned to my side and caressed my ass that felt like it was on fire. I didn't think I could take anymore and then the swift crack of the cane rippled across my thighs, once, twice even harder, and then a third time across my swollen ass and I passed out from the pain.

I have no idea how long I was out for, but I knew that she continued to cane my limp body as I woke up with my thighs on fire. I also woke up to her hand caressing my balls and her soothing, yet firm voice, in my ears, "mmmmmm, my sexy slave, your precum tastes incredible. I bet you didn't realize how much you were enjoying the pain and the amazing amount you leaked. You filled an entire glass for us to enjoy! I don't know if I will share with you though as it tastes soooo good. I have the glass to my lips and my hands inside my panties. I need my fingers inside me. Can't you picture it? My fingers are so wet, one would slip in easily, two certainly, but three, four, my entire hand stretching my pussy to its limit, mmmm, I know you can picture it. I also know you can already smell my intoxicating scent in your hood. I came 4 times and even squirted inside that soft velvet bag. Oh god, that's the spot, oh god, I am going to cum so hard looking at your swollen ass cheeks, they are dark purple from the constant paddling. I went way too far punishing that ass with my paddle today, I really hope I didn't cause permanent damage. Oh god, look what I did, ohhhh I am going to cum, I kept spanking over and over I refused to stop, and your screams of agony made me so wet! I lost track of how many times I came! I am your twisted Dom and even as your body went limp, I still spanked that ass and your thighs, ohhhhhhh, and you loved it. Even passed out from the pain, your body limp, your cock continued to leak precum with every strike, mmmmm."