Master grabbed my upper arm, pulling me off the still and almost dragging me back to the basement. I stand as he grabs the cuffs from the bed, placing them on me again. Master attaches me to the hook, but ensures my feet stay on the ground. The hook pulled enough that I couldn't escape and I was stretched, left on my toes. Masters voice boomed from behind me, I could hear him moving gear "Last night, I told you I would push your pain boundaries. I'm going to work on that ass of yours."
Something wooden dragged across the wall and Master steps back. I feel his body heat as he stands closer. An object rubs against my ass cheeks and thighs "I'm going to spank you with a paddle... you are going to count with each hit, boy." Master moves the object away and hits me lightly, two inches below my ass. I close my eyes "One" I say, strongly. He brings the paddle down, "Two" the blood rushes to my thighs, warming me. Master hits harder with each smack, by number six, tears were rolling down my cheeks. "S-seven" I whimper and he hits again, staying strong in his training. I bite my lip and bear the rest, counting with whispers.
Master places the paddle back on the wall and walks around my naked body. He softly tells me "To learn from your position, I need to push you. I need to teach you... You need to learn pain and pleasure, blur the line" Master slides his fingers between my legs, touching my t-cock "Eventually, even the sight of a paddle will make your cock hard" I bite my lip as my legs tense, causing the back of my thighs to burn like crazy, as Master manually masturbated me. He waited until he felt my involuntary wetness, to remove his hand.
"Open" he says, referring to my mouth. I do as he says, tears still rolling down my cheeks. Master slips his fingers onto my tongue and I lightly suck and clean them for him. His whispers "Good boy" as he pulls the fingers from me "For the rest of this session, you are going to sit heel position, your heels digging into those pink sore thighs of yours."
Master lets me down from the hook and cuffs my hands to behind my back. He walks me to the corner of the room, hand on my shoulder "Heel" he tells me, before walking to on of the bondage/toy racks. My feet irritated my legs, I shuffled trying to find a comfortable position, but to no avail. Master suddenly slips a ball into my mouth, rubber, and fastens it around the back of my head. I can only speak in mumbles now.
He stands for a moment, before I realise he has something else in his hands. I fix my gaze onto the corner in front of me. Knowing that whatever he gives me, I will take whether I like it or not. Master leans down beside me, I hear a quiet murmur before I felt a powerful vibration on my exposed cock. My back arches and I muffle profanity through the gag, then it stops. I look down and see a big vibrator, standing up on the floor, leaning against my crotch.
"This is set up to vibrate for ten seconds every two minutes. I'll be back in an hour... and you've been greedy this morning. I do not allow you to come" he smirks at me and I watch him, scared as he walks away. Master stands by the door until my back arches again with another powerful vibration "Oh and if I come down here and you have come or you've somehow moved that vibrator of your cock... our next session will be all punishment!"
I was determined to obey my Master. To accept my position. I tried my best not to whine through the gag. With every vibration, I accept the full pleasure and pulled back, stopping my orgasm by digging my heels into my thighs. I want Master to be proud of me.
