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From: mrledft@aol.com (MR LEDFT)
Subject: {ASSM} Slave keli's Birthday; m/f, bd/sm, cons
Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2001 16:10:04 -0500
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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. Copyright 
MasterKink, 2001. Other stories are posted at my site:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink 


Slave keli's Birthday

She could feel the trickle of sweat as it rolled down to the small of her back.
 Keli knew why it was happening since her Master had listened to her desires
and was much more sadistic this time than last. The whippings were harder, the
ropes painful and yet her body betrayed her and she tingled all over from the
excitement of it.

It had started easily enough; a simple kneeling pose with her hands bound
behind her and a rope pulled down between her ass cheeks and then up again to
the closet rod.

It had been pulled up quite tight until the two pieces cut between her cunt
lips on each side of her clit and rubbed it nice and hard. Then came the tight
nipple clamps, the chain pulled up and fastened to the rope from the rod. Her
tits were stretched out and the heavy weight of them hung by her nipples. It
had only lasted 15 minutes according to Master, but had felt like an eternity
to her.

It had left her sopping wet anyway.

Then came the chair.

It seemed simple enough at first. She had bent over the chair while he inserted
the large butt plug deep into her rectum. Then he had her sit down on the plain
wooden desk chair facing the slatted back. Her hands were handcuffed again and
then her ankles were tied to the chair legs. A short piece of rope was then
wrapped around the cuffs so it pulled her back slightly so she could feel the
pressure of the plug in her ass.

Tight nipple clamps were added to her breasts, but then he grabbed the chain
and started pulling it through the wooden slats of the chair back. First her
nipples, then her large breasts were forced through the thin narrow opening. It
was uncomfortable and she could feel the scratches that it left on her skin
when he finally seemed satisfied with the result. She could feel the trapped
blood in her breasts as they ballooned out and grew large.

To add to her discomfort, he took a piece of rope and bound them tightly in
place so she really couldn't move at all now.  Keli could feel the tightness of
her skin around the breasts and hardened nipples.

Then he pulled out his favorite crop and started whacking them. Hard!

Once satisfied with the redness of her tits, he pulled out a short whip and
began beating them with that. Keli was both mortified and excited by this abuse
of her big udders.

She could see him getting hard in his pants and wondered what new torments he
had in store for her. She didn't have to wait long to find out when he pulled
out a short switch that he had cut from one of the bushes in his yard. 

Smack! The first touch of it let her know what she was in for. IT HURT!!

He continued whacking her tits with it leaving a burning trail of stinging
welts across all sides of her reddening breasts. Finally, he tired of this game
and using the chain of the clamps pulled her tits up so keli could see the line
of stripes across the top of them.

When he walked towards her with his rubber gloves on she knew it was about to
get worse. Sure enough, he pulled out long sharp needles with birthday candles
stuck in the ends from a little plastic bag.

Chuckling as he continued, he simply removed the caps and deftly stuck them
across the tops of her breasts.

Once he was satisfied with the look he wanted, he took his time and lit each
small candle with a larger one paying no heed to the stinging drops of hot wax
that fell on her turgid tits.

"Sing, slave. It's your birthday, aren't you happy?"

And so she did, singing "Happy Birthday" to herself as he stood by and fondled
his growing cock, enjoying the sight of an obedient and suffering slave.

Finally, he pronounced himself satisfied with her singing and had her blow out
the candles after making a wish.

But then he took 2 more of the long needles and stuck one vertically through
each nipple ignoring her pleas to stop.  Untying her breasts, he then removed
the other needles and grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back. This
caused her to pull away from the chair back until her breasts started freeing
themselves from the entrapment between the slats. But just as they fell free,
they were caught by the long needles since they wouldn't pass freely through
the slats and her heavy tits were suspended by only the needles stuck through
her nipples.

Aaaagh, keli moaned, as the pain hit her. But it didn't last long since her
Master knew her needs well. He quickly grabbed her favorite vibrator and
turning it on, placed it between her crotch and the hard wooden seat so it
buzzed nicely against her throbbing clit.

Standing next to her, he grabbed her head and pulled it sideways so his cock
could slide into her mouth. And then he continued fucking her face as she
gently rocked against the bouncing vibrator that felt so good against her cunt.

In only a few minutes, she heard him order her to cum and being a good slave,
she did as he exploded in her mouth filling it with his seed.

"Whew, that was fun, slave.  Now what can we do for the next 10 hours of your
birth date?"

Oh God, thought keli, I'll never survive this. But still she felt the growing
wetness in her cunt as she knew she would and be happier for it.

MastrKink   
                     "The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain."

                         

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