Message-ID: <37443asstr$1027163403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <mrledft@aol.com> From: mrledft@aol.com (MR LEDFT) X-Original-Message-ID: <20020719231220.15844.00000787@mb-fi.aol.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 20 Jul 2002 03:12:20 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Sadistic Weekend, Pt. 3 Date: Sat, 20 Jul 2002 07:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/37443> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw 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, 2002. Other stories are posted at my site: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink Sadistic Weekend, Pt. 3 Donna heard the soft moans coming from Larry and wanted to look over to see what was happening. Judging by the sounds he was getting a hard cock whipping. But her attention was riveted to her breasts as her temporary Master grabbed her nipples and tugged and twisted on them like they were a twist cap. She could feel the weight of her large tits hang from her nipples. The sharp burning and pain this caused only made her cunt spasm and quiver. Holding her right nipple high in the air, he reached down and removed a very short whip from his leather briefs. Without warning he struck the soft skin on the underside of her breast. Her sharp gasp did nothing to stop him as he continued to beat her breast on the bottom, then moving to the top as the mood struck him. In a few long minutes, her tit was red and pink. Then he grabbed her other nipple and did the same with her other breast for symmetry she supposed. Finally, he was satisfied and with one last slap at her pussy that elicited a sharp ouch from her lips he put his vicious little stinger away. "No one told you that you could speak, did they?" "No, sir." Walking over to the wall of bondage devices, he returned with a ball gag and in short order had her mouth full of rubber. She felt humiliated, but still it was so arousing to be deprived of speech. After going over and picking something else up. He returned and showed her the large candle in his hand. Lighting it, he waited a few seconds for the flame to grow and watched as the surrounding wax stated to melt. Donna had never been waxed before and her mind wondered at how intense this might be. The wait seemed interminable as they both watched the tilted candle for that first drop of hot wax to land on her still pink flesh. Ooooooow!! Ooooh, that stung. But her thoughts were lost as he continued to coat her tits until they were fully covered. Forcing her head down slightly to bend her over some, she heard him chuckle as he aimed his weapon and she felt the first drop of wax strike her butt cheek, then move up to the small of her back and work down. In her head she was screaming no even as he forced her head further to the floor until he stood up and placed his foot on her neck to keep her down and motionless. And when the first burning drop struck her anus, she wanted so badly to move away, but he kept his foot down and held her still. Her whimpers continued for several minutes until he was satisfied with her suffering. Grabbing her hair, he raised her head and with one hand removed the gag from her mouth and she felt the drool run down her chin to her chest. "You're entirely too noisy, slave. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." No, no, I can't do that. But she did. She didn't fully understand why, but her mouth opened and her tongue came out for her Master. She swore she could hear it actually sizzle as the hot wax struck her wet tongue, But she used all of her remaining self control to kneel there and stay still until he stopped. "Very good, slave. I'm very proud of you. This should prove to be a very interesting night. Night? Oh God, this is going to be a long weekend!!!! MastrKink "The pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain." If you wish to read more of my stories plus others, you can do so at the following urls: http://www.topica.com/lists/MastrKink http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink People can also join the lists via email simply by sending a BLANK email to: MastrKink-subscribe@topica.com MastrKink-subscribe@yahoogroups.com Via email with Yahoo, you will only receive the stores as email. With Topica, you'll have access to the archived stories. 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