No safe word
There is a world of difference between a slave and a submissive. Submissives are treated fairly (most times) and their master or mistress will consider their limits and occasionally push past them for one reason or another. But in truth it is the submissive that holds the power since they have a "safe word" that both parties have agreed to hold sacred no matter what. The safe word stops the scene or session when the submissive is too hurt or uncomfortable. Slaves have no such luxury. A slave is at the complete control of their master or mistress and subject to any of their whims. In these cases there are no limits except what the dominant wants and it is not a simple play time.
They had played this game before many times. She leading the way and sometimes taking Her time with him and other times using him hard and fast. Sometimes She would spank or beat him, but they both always knew he had his safe word to fall back on. Tonight would be different. He always felt that She had held back many times out of concern and respect for him and while he appreciated it in a way, he suspected deep down that She wanted and needed more from him to be satisfied. He had decided to really submit to her as Her slave and relinquish his ability to stop. While this made Her nervous that she might go too far, it excited Her more than ever to know that now She could really hurt and take him as hard and often as She felt like.
She always got off on the power and control She could exert over such a powerful man and this was now only intensified. She believed that their times together had a purpose for him and might satisfy some need for him but She cared less for that than taking what She needed from him. He knew he must submit to Her but more often than not She had to beat that into him and remind him what a "bad boy" he was and who he belonged to.
He had brought it up to her in one of their "off times".
She ordered him to prepare himself and Her room with anything She may need. Even these instructions were a setup of sorts, another way for him to fail her and be punished yet again. Previously in the end She allowed him release to show She cared for him in a way and reward for Her use of him and taking his beating well; this time, She considered, might be different though. Truth be told, She enjoyed treating him as Her plaything but relished taking it farther this time. As She began to think of all She could do to and with him without limits, She felt Her smoothly shaved pussy growing wetter and the first flutter low in Her stomach that signaled Her excitement was growing and the first of several orgasms was not far off.
She had decided She had waited long enough (although in reality it had only been about 10 minutes, not nearly long enough for him to get ready, but oh well, now She had one more reason to punish him) and entered the room. As She predicted, he was not ready for Her but was still scurrying around. Wrapped only in a towel, he looked lost and surprised as he looked up and stared wide eyed at Her. She truly was a sight to behold. Her normally 5'3" frame was exaggerated by the 4 inch stilettos and black and red corset that made her already substantial 36D tits look even larger. It didn't help that She was wearing the skimpiest of thongs and holding a long wicked looking riding crop that was slowly tapping her thigh.
"Well you little bitch? What the fuck are you looking at? Have you forgotten how to greet your Goddess?!?"
"I, I'm sorry goddess" was all he could stammer out as he dropped quickly to his knees and lowered his eyes. She walked over to him and circled him, stalking him as a predator would its prey; the tail or her crop skimming over his head, back and down to his upturned ass. "I am rather displeased already, little boy. Not only are you NOT dressed and ready to serve me but you are also rather disobedient and have disregarded the rules." As She spoke She stood in front of him now and used the leather of the crop to raise his face. "Look at me, boy." He raised his eyes to gaze upon her beautiful figure and was so thankful that a creature as amazing as Her would even want him. "Your face tells me so much" She murmured, "stand up and turn around." He hurried to comply and as he turned he heard a familiar sound and felt the sting of her crop on first his left then right cheek, twice in rapid succession. He gasped but knew better to make any sound. "Quiet you pathetic bitch! I haven't even begun with you yet, and if you are going to whine and gasp I'll make sure I don't have to hear your pathetic sounds. Now spread your legs apart!" As usual, he moved too slowly for her taste and she quickly moved the crop between his thighs and battered his inner legs until they were just wider than his shoulders. She rested the tip of it just below his balls and began to bounce them off it with a slow, purposeful motion. Gently at first, then harder and faster, over and over till she could see the sweat start to form on his upper back. Her face lit up as She knew it hurt and he stayed silent in an effort to please her. She broke off the sudden slapping and reached down, taking a hold of his swelling cock in Her hand, She pulled it as far back towards his ass as She could and held it there. "Now little boy, whose pathetic little cock is this?" "Yours, Goddess" he gasped out. "Mmm, good answer you little shit, but too bad you don't mean it." She pulled it harder, then released it quickly, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward slightly. "Damn it!" She exclaims, "This is why you need to get tied up, you are so weak and stupid you can't even stand still for me for two minutes! When I get back in here you'd better be wearing that pink girlie thong, the biggest butt plug you can find, a blindfold and handcuffs! Don't test my patience again, you little worm! You have three minutes." With that She turned on Her heel and stormed out, slamming the door behind Her.
He knew he was in for a long night already so he quickly got to work.
She could feel her nipples hardening as She was working him over and slowly began to rub Her pussy though the thin silk material as She felt her wetness grow. She let out a low moan thinking of what She had still planned for him and how many ways She was going to use him to get off.
He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but as he stood naked except for the thong and blindfold with his hands cuffed in front of him, he knew it had been more than three minutes. But he didn't dare move to find out. Time began to drag on, and then stand still. What seemed to be an eternity was shattered when his nipples were both suddenly grabbed and pulled while being twisted. He involuntary groaned at the shock of it and then felt the swift slap from the back of Her hand across his stiffening cock. He groaned again as his knees buckled slightly, then felt Her hand encircle his throat. "I told you to stand and be still and quiet, you stupid little shit!" She hissed at him. "You can't even obey that much, can you?" He tried to reply but Her hand was quickly cutting off his air and couldn't get the words out. "I will fix this then!" She announced, and pulled his cuffed hands from in front of him to above his head, looping the metal links through a short piece of rope attached to a small hook in the ceiling he hadn't even noticed was there. His reflection was cut short as She removed Her hand, he involuntary opened his mouth and gasped for air. Suddenly and forcefully She stuffed the soaking wet thong She had been wearing into his mouth. "There, that should keep you quiet and still for a bit I think" She stated as She walked behind him. He felt the long strands of a leather flogger being dragged down his back, then disappear only to feel them sting as she brought it down forcefully across his lower back and ass several times rapidly. Then, without warning, he felt the plug removed from his ass only to be quickly replaced by what he assumed was one of her strap ons. "That's right you little slut, I'm going to fuck your ass all night long if I want with every cock I have," She whispered as She began to pump into him as he hung still suspended. She began to move faster and he could hear Her gasping as She approached her orgasm. He knew She was using a vibrating one since he could feel it vibrating deep inside his ass. He moaned against the makeshift panty gag, which only seemed to infuriate Her and speed up Her assault. Her hands grabbed his hips and She hung on hard as She came and shook, sliding down and out of him suddenly he felt Her nails rake down his back digging in. He waited in darkness, then felt Her hands holding his cock again. "So little boy, whose stupid little dick is this?" She asked mockingly.
