Once upon a time there was a slave boy. He tried to please his Mistress, but he always seemed to fall short. He was too willful, and wouldn't submit to his Mistress' desires completely. One day she decided to teach him a lesson.
He showed up at her door and came in. He quickly stripped down naked, and put a hair elastic around his balls. His Mistress was waiting for him in the bedroom. She commanded him to kneel and eat her pussy, to which he immediately complied. As he was licking her cunt, she asked him if he had jacked off without obtaining her permission. He replied no, which of course she knew was a lie.
"Stand up, slave," she ordered him. He rose with a smile on his face, but she thrust a devastating kick right to his testicles, causing him to drop to the ground and cry out in pain. While he rolled around, she obtained a jar lid with a hole cut out of it, and forcefully shoved his testicles through the hole on the lid. "Stand up you fucking lying wimp!!" she barked at him. He groaned and slowly rose. "One fucking lousy kick to the balls, and you can't even take it. Come here!" she snapped. Quickly she tied a blindfold around his eyes, then producing a jar, screwed it to the lid so that his balls were contained within the jar. "So, I'll ask you again. Have you been jacking off without asking your Mistress for permission?" she teased.
"No, Mistress", he lied again.
"OK, fine" she replied coolly. "I gave you a chance to tell the truth. But you chose to lie right to my face. Now jack off for me, slave, that's an ORDER!" He immediately began stroking his cock. "Faster, slave! Stroke that dick! You are going to cum for me NOW!!!" He frantically began pounding his dick, furiously masturbating while his Mistress watched. His breathing quickened, and his orgasm approached. "Do you know what happens to worthless slaves who lie to their Mistress and jack off without permission?" she asked. "THIS!!!" she roared as she inverted the jar, just as her slave's first blast of semen shot out of his dick and across the room. He instantly howled out in surprise and agony, as the dozens of fire ants in the jar began stinging the only piece of flesh they had access to: his scrotum. He fell to the ground screaming and ejaculating while she held the jar inverted, his scrotum stretched and his testicles trapped inside the jar with the fire ants. Then she merely watched and laughed while he clawed and pulled at the jar, only increasing the pain in his rapidly swelling testicles as he writhed on the ground, coated in his own semen. "Now I think it's time for you to get me off with your tongue" she said, as she straddled him and began lowering her cunt to his mouth.
She then sat on his face, giggling as he whimpered in pain, fumbling with the jar. "Leave that on, slave. Those ants should just about be done stinging, and your balls are going to be way too swelled up for you to free them" she said. "Now stick your tongue up my cunt." He complied as best he could, and she settled down firmly on his face. She spread her ass cheeks and said, "I want your nose in my asshole. Stick your nose up my ass as far as you can. NOW!!" He did as she bid, then she sat down and back, completely sealing his face in her ass. "Keep licking my cunt," she muttered as she concentrated on the pleasure in her nether region. His licks started to become more frantic and his body started writhing. Clearly his oxygen was running out. She grinned and leaned forward, grinding her pussy down on his mouth. He started muffled cries for air as he bucked, and she rose quickly.
"Oh, fuck," she sighed, "are you really that pathetic? Fucking breathe." He gasped, then she immediately lowered herself back down onto his face. "Eat me!!" she barked. "And get that nose back up my ass! It better fucking stay there!" she commanded as she ground herself down on his face with her full weight. His desperate licks at her cunt were not all that satisfying, but the power she had over him at the moment was intoxicating and made the whole event ecstatic.
Shortly, he began struggling and muffling again, then trying to lift her off his face with his arms. "Jesus Christ!" she growled, rising again. "Breathe, and quickly. You're supposed to be licking my cunt, not gasping and whining like some fucking useless wus." She sat down again and yelled out, "NOW, EAT MY FUCKING CUNT!!!" She spread her ass cheeks to force his nose up her ass again, then bent forward. She reached the jar, and bending it down and upright, began unscrewing it. Her slave began screaming and struggling, but she just grinned and forced her full weight down on his face. When the jar was fully unscrewed, she removed it to reveal his balls, trapped by the jar lid, dark red with tiny welts all over them, swollen in his stretched scrotum to the size of a grapefruit. His whimpering cries were muffled by her pussy as his tongue flicked all over her lips and thrust up into her vagina. She had to admire his commitment to the cunnilingus, as his testicles must have been completely on fire with pain. She put the jar away as she rose once again, commanding her slave to breathe. A couple of quick gasps were all she allowed him before sitting back down and spreading her cheeks to lodge his nose deep in her ass. She then reached for the set of urethral sounds she had, and a small tube of lube.
She withdrew the thinnest sound, popped the cap on the tube of lubricant, and slathered it thoroughly. She let her slave lap at her pussy for a bit, rising to give him a breath, then sat back down and grabbed the shaft of his penis. "This cock had better get hard for me", she growled, tugging on his member. "Or don't you find me sexy? You wouldn't dare insult me with a flaccid prick, would you? You'd better not, you're already on thin ice. You might end up losing it!" she grinned. He moaned into her pussy and started thrusting his hips, desperately trying to work through the pain to attain an erection for her. Slowly, his cock came to life in her hand, growing longer as he once again began fighting for air. "Wow, I can't believe how weak you are," she scolded. "Nothing but interruptions, whining for breath, when you should be eating pussy." She sat back down on his face, grasped his almost erect penis, and began probing his urethra with the sound. He immediately screamed out in pain. "Awww, does that hurt?" she chided. "Poor baby. Lie there and take it. And don't you dare take your tongue out of my cunt" she commanded.
She began inserting the sound deeper into his penis as he writhed and whimpered. The motions of his tongue on her clit were bringing her closer to orgasm, so she carefully drove the sound deep into his erect penis, thrusting it in to his prostate, enjoying violating his cock, filling it to make sure he knew that he was her bitch, that she would fuck him when and how she wanted. He dared not thrash or writhe too violently out of fear that the sound would rip his cock wide open, but now he was vibrating and twitching, almost convulsing with the need to draw breath. She finally relented, allowing him to gasp for breath, then tearing bleats of suffering from him as she withdrew the sound, thrilling to the sight of his blindfolded face contorted in pain, smeared with her juices and drenched in sweat. With the sound fully withdrawn, she slapped his cheek hard, and growled, "OK, slave boy. We're going to see if that hard cock of yours is good for anything other than torture. I am going to sit you on the couch and ride you, and you're going to take it while you suck on my nipples. And I don't care how sore your balls are, I'm going to bounce up and down on you as hard as I like, and you're going to tell me how much you love it and beg for more. And furthermore, you do NOT have my permission to cum. If you DARE to cum when I am riding you, you have no IDEA how horribly you will suffer for it!! Now get on the couch!!" she commanded, and led him into the living room.
She threw him back on the couch and ordered him to spread his legs. She drank the sight of him in for a short while, his cock rock hard and throbbing, his balls impossibly swollen and purple, encircled at the base with the hair elastic and the jar lid. His face was flushed red and had the imprint of her hand on his left cheek. She paused while she frigged her clit enthusiastically, tempted to make herself cum, but then snapped back into the present, and approached and straddled him. She placed the head of his erect penis at the lips of her vulva, savoured the anticipation for another moment, then slid down his pole. Her pussy was drenched and easily stretched to accommodate the length of his shaft. She stifled a groan as she felt herself filled, whereas he was unable to keep from crying out, with the pleasure pulsing through his member, and the dull pain from his testicles as she sat fully down on him. She was turned on past belief, almost cumming from a single thrust, but committed to her task of fucking her worthless slave raw, she bore down and began humping up and down. She muffled her slave's cries of joy and pain with her iron-hard nipple, which he drew into his mouth and sucked on for all he was worth. His Mistress increased her motions, bouncing up and down hard, feeling his penis drive deep into her, bumping against her cervix, only to withdraw fully, leaving only his glans inserted in her vagina. His gasps almost caused him to lose her nipple, to which she responded by grabbing handfuls of his hair and mashing her breast into his mouth.
"SUCK MY NIPPLE!!!" she yelled at him, and increased the pace of her humping. She felt an orgasm approaching, and leaned her stomach in closer to his, so she could sit back further and crush his balls with her ass every time she landed. Her slave was desperately crying out into her breast as she slammed down harder and harder, smashing his balls down with her ass every time she drove his cock to the hilt inside her cunt. "TELL ME YOU FUCKING LOVE IT!!" she roared at him. "BEG ME FOR MORE!!!"
"Oh God!!" he moaned. "AH! AH! I love it!! AH! AH! Please, more, Mistress!!" he managed to wail out, his pain obvious in his voice. Her pussy sang out in triumphant joy at this, her ultimate pleasure causing terrible suffering to his gonads, she stared down at his face like a woman possessed, stood up on the couch on the balls of her feet and dropped down, hammering his balls flat with her ass as she drove down on top of him, her pussy clenching and quivering in the throes of a violent orgasm. He screamed out his agony as she came. She slowed her pace as she recovered, and began to ride him more gently. She stopped squashing his balls with her butt, and attained an almost loving sensuous rhythm. She savoured the feeling of his rigid shaft inside her cunt, and slowly increased the pace. His breath was coming in gasps as he writhed beneath her, dripping in sweat and trying to control himself. "Please, Mistress", he begged, "please slow down or I'm going to cum!"
