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my hands tied firmly with nylon ropes spreading my arms widely tied to the coat hooks on either side of Your cars comfortable leather interior. W/we ride quietly, me kneeling naked, knees on the floorboard, butt high in the air for Your easy reach. Your CD playing softly, blending with the night sounds heard from the open windows as W/we speed to O/our rendeveau with F/friends. Turning the last corner You touch my straining hips, lightly massaging each mound wickedly laughing at my perdiciment. i hear Your words announcing O/our arrival into the speaker and then the mecanical sound of gates opening as You slowly drive through. i can see the gates closing through the rear window as i feel the car accelerating towards O/our evening of of play.
The night begins to brighten as W/we round the beautifully terraced curve of their brightly lit house. Smells of lilacs and roses fill my nostrils as Your car comes to a halt. I will be back shortly little one, You say accentuated with a slap on my right cheek as You exit the car walking towards the waiting People. i can hear many voices laughing and smiling as You continue walking. There She is i hear a voice say as You greet Her warmly. It’s been such a long time , Other Female voice say… Hi , Howdy , Ahhhh, She’s here, Hey there… so many Female voices blending with Yours, All full of warmth and happiness while greeting You. Did You bring him, where is he, i hear as the voices grow closer and closer to the car.
Suddenly my heart races, knowing i will be seen tied naked to the cars interior. No chance to change this nights outcome, no possibility to decline, no way of covering myself, me struggling with this finality, knowing and now accepting what They will see.
Hands on my wrists, unhooking me from the coat hooks, grasping , strong Feminine hands pulling me from the car pushing me to my knees before You, hands on the back of my head making me bow, not allowing me to find the safety in Your eyes that i so desperately wished for. Inhaling deeply, gathering my resolve, trying to find Your scent among so many fragrances surrounding me as i kneel to You, my Mistress. i shiver from the coolness of the night but strangely i also shiver from the many eyes looking at me. i feel my maleness throbbing between my widely out stretched legs as hands pull me to my feet and roughly lead me up the stairs inside the beautifully columned house.
i hear wicked giggles as i briskly walk to the center of a huge marble tiled room, hands keeping my chin firmly on my chest, hands pushing my back and hips to where i am to be. Behind me i hear You talking to Others as They push me again to my knees. i feel so many hands causing me to kneel much like a Gorian pleasure slave would be required ; weight on the tips of my toes and knees, back straight, hands laying palm up on my widely spread legs, chest out, head held high, eyes cast downward. i furtively glance sideways seeing plush white leather furnature loosely arranged in a circle around me, beautifully carved and laquered black walnut tables at each chairs side and strangely darkened acloves open to the huge room. Such a striking contrast with the burgandy colored marble floor. Even without seeing i feel the warmth on my butt and back from a fireplace behind me. my shivering slowly subsides as i listen to the sounds of the many now sitting comfortably around my kneeling body.
i listen for You, strain to hear Your words, intent to know You are still here with me only finding unfamiliarity of so may Others talking quietly. my heart races, feeling alone, knowing Others can see this worn body so exposed to Their gaze. Each giggle, each little chuckle makes me feel even more insignifigant, so singular, so … so terribly alone. i feel tears forming in my eyes from this, i inhale deeply, once again hoping to find You within the bouquet of so many Flowers. ahhhhhhh, i silently breath as Your scent is recognized …. know You ARE there, knowing i AM safe. my heart beats more normal now, my maleness reacts as a throbbing baton with each heart beat.
Suddenly the room is quiet. Only the crackling of the fireplace echos on the walls of this beautifully appointed room filled with many now silent lips. i feel Their eyes. i feel the intensity of much power in the room, seemingly gauging my resolve and honor to be Yours. i hold my submissive stance, straining to not move a muscle, embarrassed then accepting that i cannot control my continually throbbing maleness. if i could just see Your eyes. if i could just gaze once again into the calmness of Your eyes looking into me. my eyes still searching the floor in front of me hoping to recognize at least Your shadow. i bring Your beauty to the front of my mind, seeing and yes feeling You as W/we have been so many times before. i imagine Your hands and arms allowing me Your warmth, hugging me to You, listening to Your heart beat with my ear on Your so warm breast. i imagine Your hand in my hair pulling me even closer, deeper, Your soft breasts surrounding my face, giving me the safety of Your warmth. mmmmmm, i silently say, remembering, softly sighing, calming my mind and heart.
IT IS TIME, i hear from an unknown Womans lips, breaking fatih escort my concientration from memories, bringing me again to the present.
i hear doors closing, i can see the lights dimming on the marble floor around me, i see many once crossed legs and feet around me now firmly planted on the floor, i hear chairs scooting closer and closer to me. i , i feel the sudden knife of fear in my heart mixed with a strange excitement. i inhale once again now finding Your scent close yet still not seen. i will remember, i MUST remember Your teachings, Your training … especially for this night, for my need to be accepted, my wish to please and my great desire for Your happiness with me. i breath deeply, clearing my mind to become ready for what i must do and say. One last deep breath again finding You near giving me strength, giving me renewed honor as Your submissive in my heart to do this for You…. and To do this for me. my safe word ringing in my mind, hoping i have the courage to not use it. i WILL NOT embarrass You, i must not embarrass YOU.
Darkness now surrounds me as a spot light bathes my kneeling form. i hear a strange clinking sound above me. i almost look up but quickly stop, peering intently at the floor. Two walk towards me, helping me to my feet, raising my arms stretching my hands as leather straps fasten me to chains lowered from the ceiling. i feel my legs and feet being moved, widely spreading me also being secured to leather straps once hidden in the floor. A blindfold is fastened over my eyes, darkening my vision, me softly wimpering my fear of the darkness. i quickly inhale, frantically searching for You, needing Your strength, knowing You are still here, hoping You can see me struggle with my need for Your hoped for calming scent. my arms and legs stretch further as the chains tighten. my mind screams.. please Ma’am, please help me to do this. In my darkeness, deep within my mind i hear You saying, “you are safe, you are safe little one” as i once more inhale, finding Your scent.
WHO ARE YOU… i hear the unknown Woman ask. my name is arthur i respond .. quickly feeling the terrible sting of a whip on my exposed cheeks. mmmmffhh i softly cry from the pain as i hear Her say ….. you will have only three errors with three resulting punishments, no more. you have just used one error. Use them wisely. Again I ask . WHO ARE YOU! She said. my mind frantically searching for the correct answer as i softly respond, i am submissive by nature, i am my Mistresses submissive Ma’am. Clenching my cheeks expecting the pain, trying to be ready. Nothing! My heart races as i slowly relax my quivering hips. my maleness raging, feeling the gaze of so Many. Hoping You are not ashamed of me. Tears flow from my eyes from under the blindfold streaming down my face. my heart jerking my stretched body, my fear that You are dissapointed and ashamed that i answered incorrectly with the first question. i need You so badly, Your voice, Your warmth, Your soothing touch to help calm me. i breath quickly many times, searching for You. Too shallow, too short of inhales as the next question comes.
WHERE IS YOUR POWER?
in my mind thinking, oh my, my power? the power of my heart? the power of my lifeforce? the power within my job and responsibilities to O/others? the power within my submissive role? The roaring silence surrounding me within my darkness. From somewhere deep within my being i begin.
my power is derived from and centered within the duty and honor of serving, pleasing, listening, remembering and cherishing the One who had lead me for the short 4 months that i have been allowed the pleasure of submitting to my Mistress, Ma’am. Clenching my cheeks, ready for the sting ….. that does not come. i hear soft whispering surrounding where i am. i listen intently for Your sounds and soft words… hoping what i have said has helped You to smile. mmmmm, Your scent is strong, vibrant, soothing my mind, knowing that my words have pleased You. Now feeling the heat of my throbbing maleness, accentuating my resolve, wishing for Your touch, memories flooding my mind of many exciting and exotic pleasures allowed, knowing my power is lovingly given and accepted by You.
The room grows quiet once again. i can hear a stirring of many heels clicking on the stone floor walking towards me. Suddenly i feel ashamed, embarrassed knowing all of my flaws can be seen more clearly. i feel the leather cuffs loosening as the chains are lowered from the ceiling. my arms are lowered and the cuffs are removed from my wrists and ankles. i inhale once again. The bouquet of many scents fill my nostrils … me trying to find the One that i so need. my heart races as many hands touch and feel my skin, me hoping one of them are Yours.
i am lead to a strange feeling device and tied securely, me bent at the waist, legs again widely spread and secured, the front severely lowering my chest and arms close to my knees. i feel the coolness of the air tickling my rosette. The legs of the device click upward, me again kneeling as it raises my hips high and now even more open to the air. i feel a pillow being put under my head and i softly say thank You çapa escort to the kindness from the One unknown .
The room is again quiet.
WHY ARE YOU HERE?
Again my mind seems crazy with fear, searching, puzzlingwith the reason and answer for Her. Do i say that i enjoy the pleasure from my Mistresses touch? should i say that She reaches into my heart when W/we play? should i say that i find such excitement and happiness from Her pleasure? my heart screams to be honest.. but will i, can i tell Her of my excitement? with great humblness and from the depths of my soul i begin.
i am here ….. for my Mistresses pleasure. i am here to prove to myself and to All of my trust, my respect, my love and need for Her smile. i am here for the honesty of O/our hearts, sharing, caring while accepting Her lead and strength. i am here because i am Hers to command with the dignity and respect that only this loving submissive one is allowed to give. i am here to enjoy the gifts of Her spirit within the integrity of my submission to Her. i feel my last words catching in my throat as i say….. Ma’am, i am here because i …. because, oh my, i say softly, suddenly weeping ….. because i desperately need Her to accept me for who i am. i sob into the darkness, my body shaking with each heartfelt sob…. uncaring if i had answered incorrectly, knowing i said the truth now wishing that i was not crying and embarrassing Her….. and myself.
suddenly i feel many hands softly petting me, patting me, soft whispers from many Voices, reassuring, touching my heart from Their kindness of words as i slowly collect myself trying to quit sobbing. i feel a soft kiss on my cheek and the familar soft circling around my rosette. mmmmmm, You ARE here as my tears subside. i feel so much better now knowing You are next to me, knowing You are with me, knowing that i am still Yours. i hear Your wicked laugh and feel a intimate quick slap on my left upturned cheek .. then i am alone again .. but with renewed resolve firmly felt within in my heart.
From the side of the darkened room i here sounds of a liquid pouring… then silence combined with whispers around me and little wicked giggles. In my darkness i somehow feel a warmth of two standing next to me. i can hear Their breath, slow inhales of air, slow exhales. i feel hands and fingers resting at the crease of my hips opening me fully then the coolness of something slowly decending down the crevice of my parted cheeks, pooling at my rosette, warming there, liquifying into a moist puddle.
SHOW YOUR NEED.. She said, me at first wondering now understanding, trying to give what is needed and required.
i feel a hardness circling my opening, softly carressing, opening me to it’s head, pushing, probing, stretching as i breath deeply to accept. my sounds are almost animal in nature, gutteral from the depth of my center it it quietly invades my being. i feel my belly grow, the heat of being filled mixed with pain and erotic pleasure. i hear You, my mind listens to Your words from O/our past play….” breath deep not shallow little one” as i follow Your unspoken lead for me tonight. The liquid continues to fill me, taking me further, deeper inside, pressing, expanding, stretching. i continue my deep breaths as it causes my belly to further grow. i feel my nipples charged with a strange electric like pleasure. my maleness throbbing, further growing, pressed downward by my ever expanding tummy. i hear my sounds from my lips, higher pitched now with each breath as my tummy grows huge from the liquid inside. The hardness is withdrawn, soft fingers covering my now puckered rosette then something soft and warm is pushed deep into me. i feel my rosette opening again, stretching against the invasion combined with a air pumping sound further stretching my opening. i am fearful to move, afraid to cry out that i must be allowed to evacuate my so engorged tummy. The pain is intense, i cannot hold it all, my body involuntentarily pushing for relief……. but nothing comes out. the fluid is perfectly sealed inside my body. With each roll of pain i realize my fate, working through the need for relief but to no avail. Biting my cheeks i must not cry out but loosing the battle as each painful roll inside tortures me.
The two beside me begin to slowly circle my quivering cheeks, then deliver a open palm spank, jolting me forward, Them somehow knowing when to apply this at the beginning of each spasm of my bowels. Somehow this takes the internal pain away, transferring my desperate need to evacuate into a strange yet sensual feeling and pleasure. They continue circling my upturned cheeks, softly carressing then quickly spanking as the roll inside intensifies inside me. Suddenly Their hands are gone. my hips push towards the removed warmth from Their hands. i feel alone again. The next roll of pain is so intense as i work through the pain. So hard to inhale deeply as i again desperately try to find You. i again feel afraid. i hear whispers around me. The air stirring around me produced by the movement of bodies changing positions.
SHOW YOUR HEART She says. in my mind i scream from the intensities and sarıyer escort pain… my lips are silent. my body in such need for You. my heart beating wildly with such need.
i jerk as the coolness of soft stranded leather carresses my back and straining hips. in my darkess i know You are now close to me. Your sensual fragrence overwhelms my senses as i inhale deeply Your bouquet, calming my mind, soothing my body knowing i am finally with You. i hear the whisle of air parting as the first blow of your flail strikes my back. i feel the warmth as You remove then reapply over and over, warming the pinkness of my hips and back, blushing my skin, taking the pain from deep inside turning everything into sensual and erotic pleasure. Over and over Your flail lands perfectly on yet untouched skin joining the pink into a glow, a warmth, a sensual heat. i inhale through my nose, exhale through my open mouth, sounds of deep need, strange yet familiar with each blow. No longer can i contain what i wish to give, what i have to give, what i MUST give You. my sounds become louder and more rich. my heart pushing me to give You. i hold my breath, exploding with an orgasm of sound, of great fulfilling pleasure. The liquid inside pressing me for even more animal like sounds of need for You. Oh my, the combination from Your scent and Your power over me drives me to feel like i am now floating, flying, un hindered by the bindings, a strange freedom overwhelms me as i find this strange flight of freedom with Your lead. W/we dance together, floating, feeling Your warmth surrounding me, so strangely liquid like as if W/we were in a warm ocean, me inside You moving with Your sensual movements, unhindered by form or space. i hear myself moaning with great relief, wonderous freedom as i am again kneeling, tied to the device, feeling Your flail, listening to the whispering wind that each strand of leather makes as You warm and carress my body. O/our shared dance slows then stops… me only feeling Your flail again softly tickling my now perfectly warmed skin. i feel Your warmth moving away, Your scent blending with the Others but You are inside me, filling me, touching my most intimate and loving gift that i share with You.
i feel so spent, totally weak, unable to move as my wrists and ankles are uncuffed. They help me to my wobbly feet and guide me to another room. i am so light headed, so rubbery feeling as i lean on Them as W/we walk together.
They again cuff my arms and ankles, opening me, stretching me wide. i feel the coolness of the air surrounding my nakedness, held firmly upright. The liquid pressing downward. The pressure throbbing inside is it fills my rectum. my stomach expands, stretching my skin, me feeling such overwhelming pressure from it’s growing volume there. i feel the heat of the light above dimming cooling me further. my blindfold is softly removed me seeing a room that is completely dark. A strange almost violet light is turned on, bathing my body from it’s glow. i look downward seeing i am standing on a strange platform almost like a stage above the floor. Directly below me is a open pit of sorts, dark, deep, so black. Looking upward i see You walking to me. my heart leaps seeing that You are smiling, carressing me with Your happiness. i mew softly as i feel Your arms surrounding my chest and back. your lips softly carressing my neck then silently speaking. ” you must hold little one until I allow you to release. you have done well tonight and I am proud of you”.
my eyes fill with tears, tethered arms unable to return Your caress, shaking the chains and my binding. i feel Your hand on my maleness, softly carressing it’s hardness, pushing to Your soft enclosing grasp. i hear air behind me as the stretching in my rosette becomes smaler and smaller. You remove it from my cheeks and i feel You softly patting my quivering hips. Again i feel Your lips on my neck and listen to Your words “listen for my words little one”.
i again hear the whispers around me, little wicked laughs, soft sounds that only Women can make. You fondle and pump my maleness faster as the pain inside increases. i squeeze as tight as i can to hold. to wait, to listen for Your words. my breathing becomes quick from the excitement from Your hand. i feel a warm liquid like dribble behind me. oh my, now squeezing tighter and tighter. your words rolling in my mind, praying for Your words. my breathing becomes horse and dry. my mouth open sucking air, exploding with passionate sounds with each release. i feel my maleness pushing to Your hand, faster and faster. So hard to hold ….. i must hold my mind screams. i hear the Others words and whispers in my mind now combining with Yours to wait for Your words. i feel my body vibrating with such need to release …. now , please , please my mind screams ….. holding . pleasure growing much like a thunderstorm does. my sounds are passionate from the sensations You are giving me. i lay back into the grip of the chains holding me upright. Your finger rolls my sensitive nipple, teasing it, electricity bolting to my maleness as You continue pumping me. i feel my body tense, shaking violently, silently screaming for release as You continue Your play. i hear You wickedly laugh at my need. my mind again feels the strangeness of floating with You. W/we are again one. Your heat surrounds me, pulling me into You with strange waves, deeper and deeper into the warm ocean. Like a a crash of thunder i hear Your words, “Now little one, release NOW!”
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