Pet

Pet part II

       As I’m curled in my cage the events of the afternoon are swimming through my brain.  The ring-gag keeping my mouth wide open and continually drooling.  My pussy drooling as well from my predicament.  Sleep is far away.   Slowly I feel my nipples hardening.  I realize I’m all by myself, locked away.  I know I shouldn’t.  I try and resist.  In no time at all my hand slides down my belly and between my legs to my clit.  I no sooner feel my wet pussy and the bedroom door flies open.  “BAD PUPPY!”  he yells.  I know I’m in big trouble.

In seconds, he has the cage door open and has me by the pigtail dragging me out and down the hallway.  I desperately trying to crawl to keep pace and take the strain off my scalp.  We end up at the end of the slave wing into what is obviously the dungeon.  He stops in the middle of the room and roughly releases my hair. 

       I immediately try and figure out how to show Master John that I’m sorry.  I drop my mouth to his shoes and lick vigorously.  I let out a very quiet high pitched whimper.  “You can whimper all you want but all the sucking up in the world will not get you out of punishment, pet,” he says in a firm unmoved tone. 

       I hear footsteps but no better than to lift my head to find the person.  “Well, what do you have here, John?”  a strong male voice asks as a feel his hand run over my ass and back.  “This is pet.  She is here for the weekend.  I think you and I talked about me finding a new pet for the house,” Master John answers, “and it’s taken her all of 10 minutes alone to find herself in trouble.  I think that’s a new record.”  Both men chuckle at the thought. 

       My pigtails yanked up once again and I’m staring face to face with the dungeon Master.  A long string of drool is hanging from my chin; my eyes are puffy from holding back tears.  “Well, what would you like me to do with her,” he asks Master John.  “I think I will let you have fun with her and find her pain threshold,” John responds with a grin. He turns on heel and heads out the door.  

       Dungeon Master, who I name Pain, leaves me slumped on the floor while he goes about preparing.  I know better than to move, look up or around.  When he returns, he attaches cuffs to both wrists and ankles.  Then the blindfold goes over my eyes.  I feel a firm tap on my ass with a crop, “Up now.”  I stand up and my arms pulled above my head and apart.  “Legs wide,” I feel a kick at both ankles, and hear the click of a hasp closing to attach to my ankles to the floor. 

       Master Pain runs his hands over my tits then down over my crotch to my pussy.  He teases my clit, and I fight the urge to let out a moan.  “Pet is awful wet.”  He pulls his fingers away and wipes his hand on my cheek.  I feel rope start to wind its way around each tit.  Its tight enough it’s slightly hard to breath.  A pair of clamps is placed on my nipples causing me to make the slightest sigh.  “Let’s have some fun.”

       In what seems like mere seconds I feel the crash of a long flogger hit my back with moderate force.  Master Pain quickly picks up speed and intensity.  He is not getting the response he was likely looking for as a stick my ass out to reach the flogger and moan deeply as my pussy gets wetter and wetter.  He stops abruptly and slaps my face catching me completely off-guard. “This isn’t for pleasure, Slut,” he growls at me. 

       This time there is a pause as I’m left hanging spread eagle waiting.  I hear the whistle of the cane as it crashes against my right ass cheek.  I let out a loud yelp.  “Looks like I got your full attention now, Pet.”  The cane swishes again and lands on the left cheek.  He waits for each stripe to take full effect before landing the next.  Master Pain lands stripe after stripe across my ass and thighs.  He has me crying in earnest, wishing I had the ability to beg for some mercy. 

       There is a pause again.  Someone else has entered the dungeon, presumably another slave from the click of the heels.  “Why have you been sent, Slave?”  Master Pain asks.  In a soft trembling tone the slave answers that a visiting master has been unhappy with her cock-sucking ability and wishes for her to be detained in the dungeon until he comes to punish her.  “Works for me,” is all he says.  I hear the movement of what sounds like large pieces of furniture.  Seconds later my blindfold is removed.  “Pet, you need to watch and learn.” 

       My eyes accommodate to the light and I see a narrow bench with a very large dildo attached.  “Start licking and sucking that cock now, Slave,” Master orders.  My ass is still burning from the cane as he walks over to me, “let’s give you one more thing to think about as I take care of that worthless cocksucker,” as he dangles a few sets of nipple clamps in front of me.  He pulls my pussy lips apart and places two clamps on each side and gives a firm tug.  Last he stand and looks down at me and lifts my chin.  “Tongue out.”  I comply, not liking what inevitably is coming next.  He takes the last set of clamps and attacks my tongue.  The drooling now triples, and I can’t retract my tongue into my mouth. 

       Master Pain now turns his attention back to the slave girl who continues to suck the large dildo slathering it in saliva.  “Get your cunt on that cock now Slut,” he barks.  She jumps at the order and begins to longer herself gently onto the giant.  I know understand why she so liberally drooled all over the dildo.  His hand finds her shoulder and pushes her onto the awaiting cock.  He produces a small super ball from his pant pocket, the kind you would find in a gumball machine and slides in between her pussy lips against her clit.  He attaches her wrist cuffs together and then to the bench behind her.  Each leg is bent at the knee and her ankles attached to the bench behind her as well.  Her full body weight now forcing down on the cock, with the little ball pushing against her clit. 

       Literally in seconds she’s wiggling and trying to lift her weight without success.  He bends over looks in her eyes, “absolutely no cumming, understood?”  “Yes master,” she squeaks out.  Just when I think her torment is complete, he returns from the corner of the dungeon with a collar on a long square piping.  He attaches it in front of the slave to the bench and clamps her neck in pulling her shoulders and arms taut. 

       Finally Master brings a fair sized dildo on a machine out and up to the slave’s face.  Using a clamp he ratchets open her mouth then sizes the depth of the dildo until she gags.  Pleased with his placement, he turns on the machine and the dildo starts fucking her mouth.  “Enjoy” is the last thing he says to her as he turns his attention back in my direction.

       By now my tits are covered in drool, there is a puddle of pussy juice on the floor between my feet and my tits are giant purple watermelon.  “Don’t think I forgot about you, Pet,” Master says, as he yanks the clamps off my nipples causing considerable searing pain.  He follows by the clamps to my tongue and finally my pussy.  He replaces the blindfold and I wait.  The ache in my shoulders is starting to become more and more noticeable to me, until I feel the snap of the crop over my right nipple.  I let out a howl of discomfort. 

       “I see I have your attention again,” he taunts.  He goes to work with the crop over my breasts, smack after smack after smack.  I’m crying again before he eases back.  He undoes the ropes around the base of my breasts and the blood flow returns causing a new sense of pain.  I’m hoping with all of my heart he is done with me.  I would be wrong. 

       I feel the crop land on my right inner thigh, then the left. Back and forth as I yelp in pain.  He crashes the crop right over my pussy.  Then again and again.  “Don’t bruise her too bad, Carl,” I hear off in the distance.  Master John has returned to the dungeon.  “That’s cool,” Master Pain responds, and lands one final thwack on my pussy. 

       My blindfold is removed and I’m face to face with Master John, “I trust my pet learned her lesson.”  He doesn’t wait for a response, and walks away.  Master Pain undoes my cuffs and helps me to the floor.  He leads me to a small cage in the corner of the dungeon.  “Get some rest” he says and walks off.