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Subject: {ASSM} A Mommy's Torment, Pt. 10
Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2000 22:10:05 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) under
the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. mastrkink@excite.com
A Mommy's Torment, Pt. 10
"One."
Sandra closed her eyes behind the blindfold and concentrated on the sensations
flowing through her body.
It had been a few months since their last session and even though she desired
the punishment she was receiving, she needed a little time to acclimatize
herself again. The spanking that she had received earlier while lying across
her Master's lap had been a perfect start.
"Two."
She had flashed back to their intimate encounter with Ronnie the college girl,
and Sandra could almost taste her cunt juices again as she relived the
experience of sitting on the floor while Master used his hands on Ronnie's pert
little ass while Sandra used her tongue and tasted pussy for the first time.
It seemed like only a dream now.
"Three."
Sandra had been shocked and embarrassed by her sexual desires that afternoon
and as usual, swore off these dangerous encounters. But once again, she had
been weak and started having those submissive thoughts again and just had to
fill the need.
"Four."
Her Master had been so understanding and never pushed her on the subject. He
knew she would come back as always.
"Five."
So this time when she learned that her husband would be gone for a 3 day
business trip, Sandra requested a punishment that would leave marks for a few
days. She wanted to have a reminder during the day of her submission to this
man.
"Six."
Naturally, he complied with her wishes.
"Seven."
He had emailed her with the description of what would happen to her this day
and even sent pictures to show her how her ass would look when he was done.
She was to receive 25 strokes with a switch across her lovely ass that would
leave a nice pattern of raised welts that hopefully would disappear in the time
allotted, yet leave her bottom sore and tender for most of that time. It scared
her and yet, she knew she had to submit and accept it like a good slave would.
She couldn't shake the desire to truly submit all control and this was the way
to do it.
"Eight."
Of course, the sexual side of the encounter would be an added bonus!
"Nine."
She had arrived on time and gone directly to his room. And once he opened the
door, quickly and silently undressed and stood for his inspection of her body.
It served as the perfect prelude to her submission that day and set the tone
for her mood.
"Ten."
Then the collar was placed around her neck as a symbol of her servitude; he
added a ball gag as well, and then he sat down and beckoned for her to crawl
over and lay across is lap.
"Eleven."
Sandra had never been physically punished as a child and so she wondered how
this would feel. The first smack of his hand across her butt gave her the
answer. It stung and yet, the warmth spread beyond her butt cheeks. And when
he paused to allow his fingers to linger at her cunt and play with it, there
was plenty of evidence that it was heating her up on the inside as well.
"Twelve."
In the middle of her spanking, he took out a rather cruel looking pair of
clamps. They were adjustable, but instead of the usual rubber tips, they had
just bare metal and as he slowly allowed the ends to close, she understood why.
"Thirteen."
The pain was immediate from the tips of her breasts, but it didn't deter her
from the pleasure she was feeling from the caressing and slapping of her ass.
"Fourteen."
And as her wetness increased, so did the number of fingers he was shoving up
inside of her.
"Fifteen."
And just when she thought she would explode, he stopped and pulled out a rather
large looking butt plug and forced it into her tight rectum which caused her to
moan and whimper loudly behind her gag. The long string of drool was
embarrassing her too, but just added to her humiliation. And excitement!
"Sixteen."
With the intruder firmly in place, she kneeled on the floor while she watched
him strip the leaves off a limb from one of his forsythia bushes at home.
"Seventeen."
He explained to her that while there were perfectly excellent man-made
substitutes on the market now, he preferred doing it the old fashion way and
use a real switch on her behind
"Eighteen."
So here she was, lying on the bed, her hands clasped together as if in prayer,
yet they were tightly bound together and fastened to the headboard. And her
legs were spread wide and tied to the feet of the bed so her cunt and ass were
fully exposed.
"Nineteen,"
The pillow that he had placed beneath her hips served to raise her bottom up
just enough to make it such an easy and inviting target.
"Twenty."
And through his descriptive words of what her fanny was beginning to look like,
Sandra's mind was running through a litany of images of how erotic she must
look laying there being whipped.
"Twenty-one."
She couldn't believe that in spite of the pain in her ass, she was still
getting wet and horny from it. Her tits were in agony from the harsh bite of
the clamps, plus from the way he paused every once in a while to remove them
and place them in a slightly different place to allow the blood to flow. But if
he would just increase the rhythm a bit, she believed that she might be able to
actually come from this!
"Twenty-two."
But no, her Master was cunning as well as wise and kept the tempo just slow
enough for her to almost relax her cheek muscles and then the next blow would
arrive.
Twenty-three."
She just knew her ass would be a mass of welts and bruises and she would never
be able to explain this to her husband. And yet, she wanted to wear the marks
of a true slave.
"Twenty-four."
Sandra felt pride in being able to take this punishment for him. She knew that
this was the contentment that submissives found in the right Master to serve.
"Twenty-five!"
Oooooooh, that last one really hurt! He threw down the switch on the bed
beside her so she could see it and was amazed that it wasn't bloody since her
butt felt like it had been beaten raw.
She felt the coolness of his hands as they softly caressed her heated skin.
Then the coolness of the lotion as he spread it on her butt was so delicious
and the shivers she felt were more than just a reaction to that. She wondered
how he would end this little torment.
As she felt his fingers once again exploring her now sopping cunt, she thought
she knew. And sure enough, she felt his weight on the bed as he placed himself
between her outstretched legs and quickly inserted himself in her pussy.
Feeling the hardness of his cock as it rubbed against the plug in her ass was
an added pleasure to the fullness that she was enjoying soooo much.
Her helplessness from the blindfold and gag was really getting to her plus the
feeling of his pounding cock and the little nudges that his pubic bone was
giving the plug in her butt was almost like having two men fucking both holes
at the same time.
Now that was a thought that she couldn't let go of. Would he really do that to
her? Make her serve another Dom as he watched? Or participated?
And just then, he reached down and grabbed the chain from her nipple clamps and
gave them a tug and oooooooh, there she went.
Even as she felt the flush of her orgasm flooding her body, she was thinking
that she really must stop this. I've lost all control of the situation and
this is really getting out of hand. Then she felt him explode inside of her
Maybe after the next time!
MasterKink
"The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."
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