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Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2001 07:10:06 -0500
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~Dark Pen


Sets

	Linda heard the front door open and knew that Jim was home.  She
smiled and yelled out a hello to him.

	"Hi hon," he replied.  There was the sound of him putting down
his stuff then, "Linda, please come in here."

	Linda put down the fork and walked into the living room.  Jim
smiled, gave her a hug and a kiss then stepped back and said,
"Strip slave."

	Linda's eyes got wide, then she smiled and began to remove her
clothing.  His tone of voice, pleasant, but firm, and the fact
that he was having her strip in front of their opened picture
window told her that she could be in for a rough night.  She
didn't mind.  Quite the contrary, she loved it when Jim treated
her like this.  She knew that Jim enjoyed watching her strip,
and, even though it embarrassed her to be doing it in front of
their open window, she was proud and happy that he got off on the
sight of her naked body.

	At 28 years old, Linda had kept herself in excellent shape.  She
was about 5'6" with light skin, her thin frame and narrow waist
made her c-cup size breasts look quite large.  Her dark nipples,
which Jim had spent a lot of time torturing in their eight years
of marrage, were very long and thick and still quite sensitive. 
Her legs were a bit long for her frame, giving her the illusion
of more height then she actually had, especially in heels. 
Finally, her ass was very firm and she had a slight gap at the
top of her thighs which showed off her puffy, bare cunt.  When
she finished removing her clothing, she knelt at his feet, knees
spread wide, head down and hands behind her head.

	"Is there anything in the kitchen that will burn if we are
delayed?"

	"No, Master."

	"Good."  He unzipped his pants, took out his thick, semi-erect
cock and pushed it toward her mouth.  She eagerly opened it and
he gently slid it in.

	"Don't spill any," was the only warning she got before he began
to slowly release his bladder into her mouth.  Linda closed her
eyes and moaned.  Performing this act was SO degrading and such
an obvious show of her complete submission to her husband that it
never failed to bring her to a high state of arousal in a short
amount of time.  He must be planning a pretty intense session if
this was what he was starting with.  Especially since they both
had to work tomorrow.

	Jim must have started planning this early today, since it was
obvious that he hadn't pissed for quite a while.  She found
herself swallowing mouthful after mouthful of his hot urine. 
When he finished, he didn't remove his cock from her mouth but
started to slide it in and out.  She loved the feel of his thick
organ growing in her mouth, stretching her lips and forcing her
jaws wide.  She didn't think he wanted her to use her hands, and
clasped them behind her.  More of his cock was fed into her mouth
until he hit the back of her throat.  Linda simply opened her
throat and allowed it to be fucked, more and more cock
disappearing until more than nine inches were fucking her mouth.
She loved it, taking it with ease and never gagging.  It was a
matter of personal pride that she hadn't gagged since her first
blow job, given to a senior with a long dick when she was
thirteen.

	Finally he came, grabbing her head and pumping his seed into her
belly with short strokes.  Linda had drool dripping down her chin
and onto her breasts and she waited for his orgasm to subside so
that she could breath.  Finally he finished and pulled his cock
out of her mouth, put it in his pants and said, "Follow me." 
Linda was too well trained to even attempt to get to her feet and
crawled behind him toward the playroom.

	Jim unlocked the door that most of their friends thought was a
storage room and entered, Linda crawling behind him.  Their play
room wasn't big, but it was well stocked.  It had no windows,
which was fine with them, and plenty of places to hang things
from the ceiling.

	Jim opened a closet and removed a coil of rope from it.

	"Stand up, my beautiful slut."

	Linda stood and Jim began to create a breast harness with the
rope.  He planned to leave her in it for a while, so he didn't
make it too tight, counting on the gradual swelling of her
breasts to do that for him.  He figured that after a half hour or
so, her breasts would be swollen and sensitive enough for what he
had planned.

	When Jim finished with her breasts, he led her over to their
'horse'.  It had a long dildo sticking up from the beam that
Linda knew from experience was long enough to push deep into her
pussy - or ass, if that was what he chose for her this night. 
She was starting to sweat and was panting in excitement, her
thick nipples standing out on her tied breasts.  Her scent was
becoming quite noticeable and this turned her on as well.  Before
putting her on the horse, he used a set of wide leather cuffs to
attach her wrists behind her back.  Then, he pulled her elbows
together and attached them with a wide strap.  Flexible as she
was, it was still a bit of a strain on her when they were finally
touching.  Next he added a large ring gag, then helped her
position herself over the beam.  When she was in place, he made
her rise on her tiptoes and nestled the dildo between her wet sex
lips.

	"Ok love, now stand flat foot to make sure that it's seated
right," said Jim.

	She did, groaning as the thick phallus pushed a little deeper
into her body.  It was long and thick, but not, she knew well, as
big as Jim's cock.  Jim began rising the beam until the hard wood
was pressing into her sensitive crotch.

	"Up on your toes, slut."

	Linda blushed when he called her that, but considering that she
was so soaked that the fake cock slid into her with no trouble,
she couldn't deny it.  Up on her toes she went, and the board
went with her.  Linda was starting to get the feeling that
tomorrow was going to be an uncomfortable day at work.  She
wondered what else he had in mind for her.  She didn't have long
to wait.  Jim cuffed her ankles then attached each cuff to a ring
on the floor.  If Linda teetered either way, she could rest one
or the other foot almost on the ball of her foot.  Otherwise the
best that she could do would be to rest on her tip toes and
support most of her weight on the beam.   This would make things
hard since shifting on the beam was painful since the dildo would
stretch her insides and rub around.  Of course, allowing her sex
to rest on the beam, something she knew she would have to do as
her legs tired, would also be painful.  Linda groaned as a fresh
welling of lust ran through her body.

	Her husband, however, was not finished with her.  He walked over
to a chest of drawers and opened it.  Her returned with two short
tubes and a small gun shaped object.  Linda knew these well as
her husband often used the tubes on her.  Smiling, Jim pressed
one of the tubes to her small aureole, then attached the gun and
pumped the handle.  Her thick nipple was immediately sucked into
the tube.  Several more pumps had the Linda was breathing hard
through her stretched mouth as her nipple was sucked painfully
into the tube.  Jim repeated the process on her other nipple and
stood back.

	"Almost done," he announced.

	Almost!  Shit, she was already squirming from the discomfort! 
He must really be in an evil mood tonight.  She wondered if
they'd be calling in sick tomorrow.  She shifted feet and one
cunt lip got pinched causing her to jump a bit.  More lust seeped
into her belly.  She really was, she reflected, a pain slut.

	  She wondered how long he would leave her like this and whether
he would allow her to cum.  Jim pulled something off the wall
behind her and she felt a wide, cool piece of leather wrap around
her waist.  Shit, she thought, he really was going to give it to
her tonight.  As he cinched the leather tightly about her waist,
she squirmed in lust, realizing that she could no longer draw a
full breath.  She was really getting into it now - the thick
dildo was rubbing her in all the right places even as the hard
wooden beam pressed painfully into her crotch.  Jim walked behind
her and attached a rope to a pulley in the beam above them.  He
then attached the rope to her elbow cuffs and slowly began to
pull.  Linda knew that she was really in for a strict session
now, and groaned as she was forcibly bent forward.  He kept
pulling until her arms were painfully pulled up behind her, drool
escaping from her forced open mouth.  As a final touch he
gathered her long, dark hair in a pony tail and laced a steel
ring in it.  Then he used it to pull her head back so that she
was looking almost straight ahead.  This was quite severe and
Linda was now panting and moaning, drool sliding down her chin
and throat.

	"Well, that should hold you for a while."

	Linda grunted looking at him.  How long was she going to be left
here?  She had been really hungry, having skipped lunch, and even
as horny as she was now, she knew that if she didn't get dinner,
she'd be starving in the morning.  Of course, her belly was quite
full of Jim's piss at the moment, so it wasn't too bad.  That
wouldn't last, of course.

	Jim reached down and turned on the large space heater.  Before
he walked out he turned to his lovely, suffering wife and said,
"I think that you'll get twenty umm ... medium tonight.  You can
think about that until I return."  He took one more look at his
beautiful, shuddering wife, switched off the light, closed the
door and left.

	Linda panted and squirmed in the rising heat, the orange glow of
the heater the only light in the room.  She could cum, she knew
she could, but Master hadn't given her permission so she would
try her best not to.  If she did, she would tell him and accept
her punishment.  Her nipples were on fire from the strong suction
and her crotch was beginning to ache from all her shifting - not
to mention the large dildo invading her pussy.  Short, panting
breaths were all she could take with the wide leather cincher
cutting into her waist and she thought that even if she could
cum, it might make her dizzy enough to pass out.  Linda was in
her version of heaven.

	Gods!  A medium set of twenty!  Master must really be in a
sadistic mood.  Linda was rarely punished, but Jim had, over the
years, trained her to get off on pain.  Sets of twenty were
standard parts of her training.

	A light set of twenty usually consisted of one implement, and
one target.  This could be anything from a flogger and twenty
swats to her tits, to a set of twenty using a cane on her ass. 
He'd done that to her several times and those marks took a week
to heal, but she'd loved every minute of it.  One of the worst
though, were the times he'd made her masturbate, using only her
clit, to several orgasms.  Her clit was normally quite prominent
and when she finished it was very swollen and stuck far from it's
protective hood.  He'd then had her lie on her back, open her
legs wide and hold open her cunt lips with her hands.  This, of
course, made her clit a very easy target.  Something Master had
taken advantage of by using a crop directly on it twenty times. 
It had been excruciating, even though he had taken care not to
damage her organ.  She'd walked bowl legged for two days, but
that hadn't kept them from fucking like rabbits.  By that time it
was easier to integrate pain into her pleasure, and, in fact, she
had discovered that pain made her orgasms were far more intense
then normal.

	A medium set, the one she was in for tonight, was twenty on two
body parts with one or two implements.  She never knew, which, of
course, was part of the torture, but she usually came at least
once.  It could be twenty to her ass with a flogger then twenty
to her tits with the same flogger.  Or, if he were in a more
severe mood (and everything so far indicated that he was) it
could be twenty to her ass with a flogger, twenty to her tits
with a flogger, then twenty more to both places with a crop.  Any
implement could be used in any combination on any two body parts.
 She shuddered realizing that she might really have a hard time
sitting tomorrow.  Her whole crotch was now swollen and aching.

	A heavy set consisted of three sets of twenty on three body
parts with either two or three implements.  That was what she got
the weekends that they were going out to BDSM clubs or were
spending the weekend at play and was usually delivered over time
- often several hours.

	But the worst was a severe set of twenty.  This was only done to
her over very long weekends or when they were on holiday.  Often
she spent several days recovering - even though she was still
required to continue her slave duties.  This set consisted of no
less six body parts and at least three implements.  It was
delivered over a minimum of twenty-four hours.  This meant that
each breast could receive twenty hits from a flogger, then each
nipple twenty from a crop.  Master could extend this as much as
he wanted.  The last time, he'd decided that breasts, nipples,
back, belly, each side of her ass, pussy (held open by her) and
mons would be used as targets.  Basically, he could whip her
anywhere he wanted with anything he wanted to use.  She had cum
many times from that, but the marks had lasted for more then a
week.

	Linda squirmed again, reliving some of the more intense scenes
they'd had.  Her cunt started to clench and spasm and it was only
by the purest force of will that she held off an orgasm.  She
wondered how long Master was going to leave her here - too much
longer and she'd cum, not to mention be too sore to go to work
tomorrow.

	Linda waited in the dim room and the rising heat for almost an
hour.  When her Master opened the door and flipped on the light,
he was greeted with the sight of his sweat soaked wife grinding
her hips into the beam.  Saliva soaked her chin and neck and he
saw a long strand of cunt juice dripping off the bottom of the
beam.  Her scent filled the room and his large, thick cock came
fully erect.  The sight of his slave gently moaning as she ground
her sex into the beam was enough to make him want to throw her on
her back and fuck her silly.  He wouldn't though.  She still had
some things coming.

	Jim ran his hands over his slave's wet skin.  She was hot - no
surprise there, and her nipples looked very swollen from their
extended time in the vacuum tubes.  Her breasts too, were red and
swollen, the cleverly tied ropes had done their job well.  She
would be quite sensitive, he knew.  He gently loosened the strap
holding her head back, then slowly released the tension on her
arms.  She groaned as she came up to a sitting position.  He then
retied her arms behind to the bar.  This forced her to stick out
her swollen breasts.

	Linda was glad that Master had returned - she didn't think that
she could hold off cumming much longer.  She marveled that her
body could take such pain and return such pleasure.  When he
retied her with her breasts sticking out, they felt full and
heavy - she knew they were very sensitive.  She watched Master go
to the wall where the whips and other such things were hanging. 
She was right, he was in a very severe mood as he choose a cat
with knots in the ends and a short, wide leather strap.  He
walked back and picked up the suction gun and slowly released the
pressure in the tubes.  She sighed as he removed them, they were
extremely sensitive now, even the heat of the room felt cool in
an odd sort of way.  If he chose her breasts, it was really going
to hurt.

	Master picked up the cat and gave it a slight swing.  Linda
closed her eyes knowing that her tits were going to be whipped.

	Crack!  Linda jumped and yelled as the first hit of the whip
sunk into her breasts.  Somehow, Master had managed to get both
in one shot.  She jumped again, lust increasing as the next blow
fell, this time on the top of them.  Master continued to whip
her, about every other stroke hitting her grossly swollen nipples
and causing her to yell, begging and pleading for him to stop as
well as she could through the large ring gag.  She never gave the
safe signal though.  After the last strike had landed, her head
fell forward and she panted, recovering from the massive burning
in her chest.  Her tits felt like they were twice as big as
normal.  She thought that he might decide to use the strap
somewhere else, thus saving her from twenty more across her
flaming chest.  She saw this was not to be as she raised her
head.  He was going to beat her breasts with the strap.

	"If, my lovely slave, you think you can do it, you are welcome
to cum while I whip those beautiful tits of yours.  Please
restrain yourself until I've gotten at least ten in."

	Linda endured those ten almost in silence, her breathing harsh
as Master beat her.  Every stroke pushed her closer to orgasm,
and on the eleventh she finally came, screaming out her pleasure.
 Master didn't stop, and her orgasm lasted through the next four
strikes of the strap.  Her entire body jumped each time a stroke
landed.  Finally, she slumped in her bonds, dimly realizing that
she still had another body part to go.

	Jim untied his lovely wife.  He stroked her as he did so,
soothing her quickly bruising tits, rubbing her shoulders and
thighs.  She came back to herself as the large dildo was removed
with a loud sucking sound.  Master put her on her knees and made
her lick her secretions off the dildo and the beam, then pulled
her by her hair over to one of the special chairs in their play
room.  Her arms were unstrapped and her hands uncuffed.  He sat
her in the chair and recuffed her hands over her head.  Then he
attached restraining straps to the belt around her waist.  Her
legs were pulled far apart and tied behind her, spreading her
cunt for easy access.

	Linda was still in sub-space despite the slight recovery from
her orgasm.  Her breasts and nipples ached from the beating and
she knew, when her legs were spread and pulled high what Master's
next target would be.  She could feel that her cunt hadn't closed
from being forced opened with a large dildo for so long.  It
wouldn't matter.  Master was much larger and she couldn't wait
for the feel of his thick shaft pounding her.  Thoughts flitted
through her mind as her body was restrained.  Would he allow her
to cum again?  where would he fuck her?  cunt, ass, both?  She
was a true three hole girl and loved being fucked in any or even,
if Master lasted, all of them.

	Jim finished securing his slave and knelt down in front of her
soaked pussy and began to gently suck and lick her aroused, but
sore sex.  It was a very short time before she was grinding
herself into his mouth and he knew it was time to resume her
whipping.  Picking up the cat he began to whip it up and down
over her wet sex.  It was already red and swollen from her ride
on the horse, and he knew that it would be absolutely flaming
after he was finished.  Linda groaned and squirmed as the strands
of leather slapped and irritated her, the roughness and stinging
returning her arousal to it's former height.  She knew that
Master had eaten her cunt for several reasons, one was that he
enjoyed it.  The other though, was that he knew it would make her
so very sensitive.  Sometimes, when he did this, he would eat her
to orgasm and THEN whip her.  That was often agony, but sometimes
she came from just the pain.  As her hips jumped from the strokes
of the whip, she knew that his goal was to train her to cum from
just pain.  She didn't care.

	Jim whipped his slave's cunt with a much lighter touch then he'd
used on her breasts.  He didn't want her to bleed, after all, and
he still had twenty more to give her with the strap.  He saw that
she was lifting her hips, at least as much as she could, to each
stroke of the cat.  When he finished the twenty, he quickly
switched to the strap and continued.  Linda's body started to
shake as more blows fell on her opened cunt, the lips wide and
accepting of the blows, and the open hole clenching and releasing
on a cock that wasn't there.  She was moaning and groaning, lost
in her own little world.

	Master finally finished the twenty with the strap.  She hadn't
been given permission to cum, and was thankful that she'd cum
before, otherwise she would never have been able to hold it off.
Looking down her body, she saw that her breasts were a deep red
with her nipples sticking out, thick and proud.  Her mons was a
bright red contrasting with the pale skin of her belly.  Her sex
was burning and clenching, and she could feel it drooling as much
as her mouth was.  Master was releasing her and she wondered what
was next.  A good, hard fuck, she hoped.

	Jim was rock hard and glad that he'd decided to fuck her mouth a
little while ago.  It would enable him to fuck her other two
holes for as long as he wanted.  He had excellent control,
especially after a recent cum.

	Linda was put on her hands and knees on the hard wood floor.  It
hurt, but she didn't care.  Each wrist was cuffed to an ankle,
her legs were widely spread and her back arched pushing out her
pussy and ass.  He removed her ring gag.  She knew what she
looked like from the times Master had videoed her like this.  A
tempting target, she had to admit.  Looked like she was going to
get the fucking she had hoped for.  Sure enough, Master's cock
slid between her abused lips and nudged her wet hole.  She
groaned as the thick shaft sunk into her, stretching her tunnel
as it did.  No sooner had the shaft slid all the way in, then it
was pulled out, then thrust into her again.  She groaned.

	"Would slave like to cum?"

	"Ooo yes, please Master."

	"I'll let you cum under one condition."

	Linda grunted and the large cock pushed back into her driving
some of her breath out.  The waist belt was really fucking with
her breathing, but Gods how she loved it.  "Anything Master,
anything."

	"You can cum as many times as you want, but when I'm finished
fucking you, you'll clean my cock off with your mouth.  No matter
where I decide to fuck you."

	Linda was silent for a minute as this went through her head. 
She knew what he meant.  It was as degrading as drinking his
piss, only more so this time.   Usually, she prepared herself for
an ass fucking with an enema, that way when she cleaned him it
wasn't bad at all.  This was a different story.  She hadn't come
home expecting Master to use her and of course, had not taken an
enema.  She'd done it a few times but usually only agreed to it
when she was deep in subspace.  She wasn't that deep now, but the
driving cock in slamming into her was certainly making a
persuasive argument.  It wasn't long before she gave her
response.

	"Whatever Master wishes," said Linda, her voice shaking with the
force of the cock slamming into her.  She was close to cuming, if
Master gave her permission, she knew that his cock would force
several very good cums from her.

	"Good slave.  You have permission to cum as often as you like
until I do."

	No sooner were the words out of his mouth, then Linda felt her
cunt contract in a strong orgasm.  Her vision was dimming and she
realized that the constriction around her waist was keeping her
from getting enough oxygen.  She rode the high and knew that
multiples were in her sights.  Then the pounding stopped and she
whined in frustration.  Shortly though she felt the large head of
Master's cock pushing at the entrance to her ass.  She was
already relaxed and her crotch was slick with her sticky juices.
Even though she loved being ass fucked, it always was painful. 
Perhaps, her dazed mind realized, she liked it because it hurt
her.  She wondered if Master would fuck her hard enough to make
her bleed.  He had before.  Mmmmm, she thought.  She would really
cum hard from that.

	It took him several careful strokes before he was sunk balls
deep in her bowels.  Linda moaned and groaned the whole time. 
She had forgotten, as always, just how huge he was and just how
much her asshole had to stretch to accommodate him.  Soon though,
he was plowing her hard and fast, his hips slamming into his
slight wife with bruising force.  She grunted and groaned riding
her way to yet another orgasm.  She came hard, her sphincter
cramping and burning as it squeezed the intruder stuffed so deep
inside her.  Master was cuming too, spurting load after load of
hot cum deep in her bowels.  Linda almost passed out and would
have fallen over had Master's hands not been hold her hips.

	They panted on the floor for a moment, then Master pulled out of
her body with a slight pop.  Linda's legs felt like they were
water.  But she knew her duty and pulled herself into a kneeling
position to receive the cock she had promised to clean.  She was
still buzzing, but regretting her decision.  As Master's cock
approached her mouth, she saw that it was streaked with her
blood, but little else.  Feeling extremely submissive she sucked
and licked the coppery tasting organ clean.  When she finished,
he unclipped her wrists from her ankles and she moved away.  Her
fucked open asshole had drooled most of his load of cum onto the
floor.  With out being told, she bent and began licking it up. 
She saw Master smile in approval at her actions.  When she
finished, he removed the rope from her very sore and raw breasts,
but left the waist belt on her.

	After Linda had finished licking up his cum, Jim had her follow
him (on her hands and very sore knees) to the dining room.  There
he had dinner waiting for them.  He opened the oven and removed
the chicken that he'd started while Linda road the horse.  Linda
knelt quietly watching Master cut up portions of meat, mashed
potatoes and green beans.  His went onto a plate, hers into a dog
bowl.  She blushed as  she realized that he would make her eat
from the bowl tonight, but her growling stomach loudly told of
her hunger.

	"Is my beautiful little slut hungry?"

	"Yes, Master."

	He set down the bowl near the table so that he could watch her
eat, then sat down and dove into the food.  Linda looked down,
and knew that, when she was fed from the bowl, she wasn't allowed
to use her hands.  She licked and slurped, aware of her Master's
eyes on her slim form as she ate.  It was messy, but oh, so good.
 She finished before him and knelt waiting for him to finish. 
She could have eaten more, but she didn't think he would allow
it.  Control over food and drink was something else exerted when
he felt like it.

	When he finished, he pivoted around and looked over at her.  She
crawled to him, ending between his legs and looked up into his
eyes.

	"Are you thirsty slave?" he asked.

	For an answer, she bent forward sucking his limp penis into her
mouth.  She saw a surprised expression on his face as she twisted
around and looked at him.  Evidently he hadn't been hinting at
anything and her actions surprised him.

	"Yes Master," came her husky voice around his cock.  Linda
wanted to continue to feel submissive and hoped he'd get the
hint.  A few seconds later, she was rewarded with his hot, salty
piss flooding her mouth.  She smiled and swallowed.


End.

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