Punishment

He went down, a few more steps down and his Dungeon. His large Victorian home, surrounded on all sides by a large patio that has hidden the huge bluestone bunker, coal store and cellar.

He looks across the room past all his handmade toys... to the St. Andrews Cross, the cage, the whipping post, the rack, and the stocks,... His gaze fixed on his carved wooden throne, a small table on one side, a large fur rug on the other, on which she kneels. He looks at me and grins from ear to ear.

Naked I kneel, knees spread wide with my hands resting palm up on my thighs. Head and eyes lowered in respect. Patiently awaiting my Master and the punishment that awaits

Master's soles clap against the cold stone floor of the dungeon. The closer he gets, the wetter I become.

He picks up a pair of cuffs and puts them in His pocket. He walks over to me and circles me twice, inspecting my form. Then stops in front of me and crotches down again. He cupped my breasts in his hands, fondled them, squeezed them.

He toys with my clitoris, pulling it, rubbing it, sliding his hand and fingers over it and over the pussy. He slides his fingers inside me and uses his thumb to massage my clit. He feels my juices dripping onto his hand as I groan with delight. Knowing this won't last. Knowing punishment is to come.

He stands up and walks over to the cupboards. He takes a purple box with a dildo that is attached to the top. He walks over and puts it down in front of me and plugs the attached electrical cord into the nearby socket. He crotches down in front of me.

Up!" He commands... and I rise onto my knees as He shoves the box between my legs. He positions the dildo extension to my dripping lips. He quickly shoves me down onto the dildo, about 8 inches inside me.

"Get it wet!" He commands. I slide up and down on the dildo, letting my juices lubricate it.

He reaches down and flips one of the two toggle switches on the box. The dildo starts to vibrate profusely. He waits seconds, before flips the second toggle switch and the hydraulics in the box kick in. The dildo starts pumping up and down, deep into me as it vibrates. Up and down all 8 inches, pumping into me. As I ride it, bouncing up and down as it pumps into me.

He waits watching her cum over and over. orgasm after orgasm. An hour passes and she is drenched in sweat, letting out screams like moans of pain.

He undoes his belt and slides his pants off. He stands right in front of me, his throbbing hard cockin my face. He shoves his cock down my throat, and quickly starts to pump faster and faster.

Fucking my throat harder and harder, as Im still riding on his toy. My whole body quivers as I orgasms over and over with Masters filling my mouth, and his toy pounds my cunt.

Moments later He shoot a load down my throat. Bringing me to orgasm one last time, He flips both switches off and powers down the machine.

He moves behind me and removes the cuffs from his pocket. He lifts me off his toy, pulls me to his St. Andrews Cross. He binds me to the cross.

Arching my back as much as I can with the restraints. However, I jolt as I realize he has something different in mind. I yelp, caught completely off guard, as he whips his belt across my ass. He's not too rough or hard with it, but definitely enough to leave a pink print.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and begins to pick up the pace. I moan softly as I am reminded where we are; I forgot what was happening with my mind on my punishment, lost in the thought of him and his use.

He rubs my pink ass softly, drags his fingers up my spine and stops at the base of my neck, gripping firmly but gently.

A few seconds pass before I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

Master leans down and kisses my forehead, saying. "I know we'll enjoy you."

This is a punishment! You don't honestly think I'm going to go easy on you, do you? I should spank your ass until it's black and blue for going against me like you did!" But I think this is going to be a much better punishment.

I start to beg. Please Sir, no! Please - I'm sorry."

Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry for being selfish and only thinking of my own pleasure!"

That's right. Your body is mine, and tonight I don't want that hold back as you couldn't hold back.

I knew begging would only make this worse so I apologized and waited. I was facing the cross so I could not see what other masters he had invited. I waited for them to speak As I knew then I would know by voice.

He was laying out the rules: No permanent damage, no bleeding, and no permanent. Otherwise, she is there for you to use and punish as you wish.

When they respond with an understanding I know It was going to be a long night as it was Master Jacob and Mistress Sara. Who were both very well trained.

Master approached me. You may moan, but you may not speak; unless I ask you a question, nor scream at any time until they finish. Is that understood?

"Yes Master." I could barely get that out. He unhooked me from the cross and told me to turn around and wait.

COME Slut," Master Jacob commanded.

Since you're so good at touching it yourself, lean over this table and show us how you do it." Don't come until I say," he said firmly, seeing how my pussy was clenching on nothing.

Yes Master Jacob.

He waited several minutes, admonishing me to touch more firmly or faster, I knew he saw that I was trying to back off. I had screwed up in concentration trying not to come, but he knew I would have to release soon or I would fail. He could see drips of my arousal on my legs, my cunt was begging for release.

Master ask me why are we here, what did you do to deserve this?

I seem to have a hard time remembering whose pussy this is," Master, "So you brought me here to make sure I know exactly who owns this pussy."

Mistress Sara replies with. Maybe I can help you with that,

Mistress tells me to stop touching myself and leads me to the bed where she proceeds to tie my unwilling captive's hands to the posts; for my legs, she bent them at the knees spreading them wide with my hips on a pillow and tied them near the middle of the bed. I wasn't bent terribly, and could have been physically ok in the position for a long while, but with all of my sensitive places so exposed, I couldn't be comfortable.

Mistress softly touched my pussy, and I groaned as my arousal heightened. Mistress wasn't even attractive, but when I saw Master smirk as Mistress touched me, I couldn't help but get wetter.

Soon Mistress had her fingers inside me; my cheeks were heated red as the entire room filled with the scent of my pussy while everyone else was still fully clothed and watching. The only sound in the room was Mistress's hand slapping against my wet nether lips.

"Are you a close whore?" Mistress asked, a dangerous quality to her voice. Knowing I was not allowed To answer her.

Mistress quickly grabbed a leather paddle off the wall. It was long and narrow but looked padded. Without introduction she slapped the inside of the my thighs,

She worked my thighs roughly. MY eyes were picking with tears now as Mistress continued to turn her my thighs a bright shade of red.

"I like a little heat on those thighs before I fuck them," she said, her tone conversational.

I pulled against the ropes in alarm, afraid Mistress had meant exactly as she said.

Mistress pulled out a long but narrow dildo and I watched, groaning pitifully, unable to close my legs even a bit. Mistress and Masters chuckled as she lubed it up.

Crawling back on the bed she began to poke and prod the toy lightly at my asshole, making sure I knew what was coming. Groaning more, trying to squeeze my muscles shut against it, not wanting it in. Mistress slapped my thigh twice quickly in succession, and I released my muscles, knowing I couldn't get away anyways.

Unlike Master, whom I was used to anal play with, Mistress didn't just push the toy in and leave it, but worked it there with slow strokes, pulling in and out. Mistress wasn't plugging my ass, she really was fucking it. I was no stranger to anal fucking, but usually when someone was working my ass this way, they were enjoying it too; with no one in the room distracted by their own pleasure, I was more aware of my own taboo enjoyment of anal stimulation.

I looked down, easily seeing the toy disappearing in my ass the way it was propped up, as Mistress reached up to stroke my clit. I groaned at the feeling; Mistress seemed to know the perfect pressure to apply.

My gaze drifted back to the ceiling, unable to keep watching.

"If you don't want to watch this toy whore," Mistress said, her voice loud, "then I will find a different one."

Mistress came back with a toy much larger in girth than the previous one. I yelped as she shoved it quickly inside me, not giving time for my ass to adjust. She fucked me roughly, treating my clit just as rough, and soon the my pussy was gushing. I realized then that Mistress hadn't lubed the new toy. My arousal was dripping down out of my pussy onto my asshole, and the gray sheets would highlight it perfectly. A small sob was torn from me, knowing that I would leave a large wet spot when I got up.

"Are you going to cum little whore?" Mistress asked.

I shook my head no. Knowing I was not given permission to cum.

Then I'll try something else," she said unexpectedly.

This time she came back with what was clearly a large anal plug, but the cord at the bottom showed it probably did something terrible, like shock or vibrate.

She worked it in slowly, and then the vibrations started.

"There you go little anal whore," she cooed, touching my clit softly. "Now you can come. I want you to cum with your pussy empty like the worthless little anal whore you are. Your Master told me you are a no good little anal Slut who can't keep toys out of your asshole.... Good girls need something in their pussy, but you're going to come just like the dirty worthless little anal whore you are..."

My orgasm was coming and I could not stop it, and I then knew this was all part of the punishment.

Mistress got up, leaving the large toy vibrating furiously in my asshole as I came down from a mammoth orgasm. My master handed her a strap on, the fake penis huge, especially since I was already plugged. Mistress eased it inside of me groaning. Mistress climbed over the top of the me and nudged her fake cock into my hole. I squealed as she pushed inside fully in one smooth stroke. She gave me just a moment to adjust, grinding the end of her fake cock against the poor my over sensitive clit. I realized that the Mistress's side of the cock must be vibrating based on how it felt against my mound.

I watched Master as he smirked, playing with his own cock as Mistress pounded into me. Even though the I hated it and felt so humiliated, I was stuffed too full and vibrated from too many ends to resist the building orgasm.

"Come now whore," Mistress commanded, roughly twisting the my nipple.

I screamed as my orgasm, too soon after the last to be pleasurable washed over me. Mistress pulled out, walking away without a backward glance.

Master came and released me then, and as I moaned sitting up.

"You're such a fucking whore," he said softly helping me stand. "A bad little Slut who will come as long as someone shoves something inside her..."

I was then told it was Master Jacobs turn.

Come to me," he instructed. I raised my gaze to meet his, stood, and strode towards him slowly with a practiced, reserved gait. When I reached where he sat I fell to my knees and placed my hands on his knee. I looked expectantly into his eyes.

"Turn around," he told me, I obeyed, swiveling on my knees to look in the other direction.

He pulled a leather strap from the inner pocket of his suit jacket, and used them to bind my arms behind my back, left wrist to right elbow, right wrist to left elbow.

"Now turn around again," he ordered. As I shuffled back around to face him, he saw that the position pulled my shoulders back and arched out my chest, thrusting my pink nipples in his direction.

He unzipped himself and took out his cock.

"I expect you to make me cum within the next five minutes," he challenged her. His phone was in his hand, and a timer was set.

My eyes fell at his member, still flaccid but stirring in his lap, and fell from kneeling forward to kneeling with my ass on my heels. The change in altitude put my face adjacent to the waking monster, and I capitalized on my new angle by licking it from root to tip. The tip of my tongue pressed down into the still soft flesh of his shaft and wigged around as it worked its way up to his frenulum, at which point I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and ran the bottom of his cock head over my lips.

His cock twitched and flexed, the shaft straightening out as it grew ever longer. I lapped up his full length several times, until his cock was stiff as a railroad spike. Staring down at his menacing member, I planted a kiss on the tip of his head. I held my lips there, opening my mouth a little, and began to take his head into me. With my lips forming a tight seal I devoured the entirety of his swollen cock head and, with it trapped in my mouth,I danced my tongue all over the sensitive flesh.

Removing my lips from his cock I looked up at him, a strand of saliva mixed with precum trailing from my chin to his tip. He shifted a little and his member rubbed up against my cheek. I took him into me again, beginning a slow pace of taking him deep into my throat, teasing his head with my tongue on the upstroke, and repeating the process.

With my arms completely immobilized behind me. I was well-trained, practiced at taking him to the hilt in every hole. Normally Master would show a little more enthusiasm and thrust a little to help me build a rhythm, but today I needed to earn this orgasm.

With his left hand he stroked the top of my head as it bobbed in his lap.I thrust my face onto his cock with ferocity, slobbering up and down his length with aplomb. He knew he could feel the cum gathering in him, the arousal trickling toward the edge of orgasm.

Looking down, he saw the timer ticking through the last minute of my challenge. I was moaning on his cock now, my lips taught and pliant, my throat tight around his head every time he bottomed out in the back of my mouth.

With a "ding", the timer chimed it's completion. I made eye contact with him again as his cock slid from between my lips. When it emerged fully I could see how aroused he was. His head was purple and the veins along his shaft were pronounced. I let his cock rest against my cheek while he considered what would come next. Knowing he had controlled his orgasm. And that was all part of this learning punishment.

He reached down and cupped my chin in his hand, "You'll finish me with your ass instead," he stated as a matter of fact.

Moving my hips in a circle, he pressed down until my sphincter muscle eased open against the pressure of him. I grunted as his cock slipped past the ring of my tight muscle but continued pressing down, my ass devouring the length of his shaft until my ass cheeks were resting on his balls.

He smiled and pinched my nipples, eliciting a sharp squeak from me.With my arms pinned behind me I had very little leverage but shimmied and shook as best as I could manage. I leaned forward, my weight on my knees, and slid myself up and down on him, my ass doing what my mouth was doing a moment earlier.

I had difficulty in moving and decreased the level of sensation that he experienced, but I struggle to please him only aroused him more. He couldn't help but observe that I was bouncing on his cock was arousing me as well. Juices ran from my pussy to my ass, further lubricating him. My nipples became rigid, my mouth lolled open, and my eyes shut as I experienced the sensations.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my face to his as he came. I continued to ride him with enthusiasm as he shot rope after rope of sperm into my ass.

He pulled out right on the edge of my orgasm. Master walked over,He held up a substantial butt plug.

"You'll wear this until until I tell you otherwise to keep his cum inside of you,"Then we can discuss how to best punish you for failing. Now present yourself to me."

He lined up the butt plug and worked it into her ass. The cum served as an ideal lubricant, and it easily slipped inside. My sphincter consumed it's girth through to the widest part, then locked it into place as my muscle wrapped itself tightly around the narrow part of the shaft near the base. Once in place I could feel myself stretched out, not uncomfortably, but with enough tension that I was constantly aware of its presence.

Master helped me up and told me to walk. He said you failed to follow the rules of this punishment.

You cam without my permission

You yelled

You did not do as Master Jacob asked

So now you'll beg that you never have oragms again. And will lose that voice so you can't yell for a while at least.

He unties my arms and told me to lie down on the table. He then tied my arms above my head and bent my knee till my heels touched my ass. Tieing my ankle to the table and my thigh apart.

He them got his machine, and the largest and longest dildo we own. He placed it between my legs.

Master place the machine on the table, and force the 15" monster slowly into me. It is at least 4" in diameter at its widest, and I start to moan as he finally force the whole thing into me. I feel full and stretched, and am so grateful that my pussy was wet enough to lubed the huge cock before Master pushed it into my pussy.

Suddenly I feel a leather crop come down on my clit. How many times, pet?" You ask, and I mutely shake my head, no. If I give the Master too low a number he will become angry.

Such a bad pet." I hear the hiss of the whip swinging through the air before I feel it hit me, WHACK! on my clit. The huge dildo inside my pussy jiggles on impact, and I experience a sudden wave of pleasure.

"Please hit this slut again, Master.

How does that huge cock feel, pet?" You hit me again. "Is it stretching you on the inside, pet?" You hit me again. "Do you like that huge cock, you slut?" Again. And again. And again. my ass is stinging but I am so close to coming from the vibrations of the dildo that I can almost taste it. As you turn on the machine. And it sends me over the edge.

The large dildo continues to pump in and out of me, stroking my G-spot with every revolution. I moan.

He tells me that he will be back later and will see how I feel. I can hear him, Master Jacob and Mistress Sara leave.

I lose track of time but know that I Need to keep track of my orgasms as he will ask. I am at 7 when he returns.

He ask how many.

Seven times, Master,

What's the matter, pet, getting tired?" I nod, silently.

"Perhaps this will help you." I hear the sound of a vibrator and suddenly feel the warm vibrations on my clit as he attached a small bullet to me with string.

When Master comes down to see me later that night I can barely speak. I hurt and hard yell to please stop, I can't orgasm any more. I am at 44 oragasms and I just can't do it anymore.

Master shuts off the machine and asks Master Jacob and Mistress Sara what they think.

Without a sec wait they say 45 seem better. So Master says 45 it will be your last orgasm that will Be that of electrical shock.

You attach probes to my nipples, my clit, and push a probe into my asshole past the plug. After you throw the switch, I convulse slightly as the electricity jolts through me, creating an exquisitely pleasurable type of pain. Again, you throw the switch and I am a little closer to my forty-fifth orgasm. More electricity, and I am coming hard, squirting juices onto the floor.

You remove the problem. I fell slack, and finally let my muscles relax. You place the dildo in my pussy and my panties on me, panties that force a dildo up into the vagina. You tell me I will wear it and keep it there for as long as the panties are on. You lead me up the stairs. I am exhausted from all the activity.