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396 Kays second usage day 2Day 2I was jolted awake by the sting off a whip cracking across my belly, followed by several more, before being unclipped, stood up and moved under his control, then my wrists raised and again clipped to the rope, my ankles clipped together, and being pulled upwards off my feet, my shoulders screaming in pain once again. the whip cracked once more, this time across my shoulders, then lower across the small of my back, and again stinging my arse cheeks, I swung helplessly as it struck, time and again, my flesh crawling, as I was whipped front and back, so many strikes, until one stroke struck both tits, and especially my left nipple, I passed out.I regained consciousness on the ground, aware of a wetness, and realised I was being pissed on, but not one stream either but several though I couldn’t tell how many, I squirmed as the hot piss stung my fresh welts, “She’s awake.” I heard a not familiar voice mutter, then hushed voices. I was lifted to my feet and led staggering upstairs. I felt cold tiles under my feet, and realised I was in the shower stall. then zipping, as the hood was removed, I blinked at the light, instantly regretting it as my eyes stung. Jack was standing in front of me, there were two other men, roughly the same age, early 50’s, and a women, all well dressed, all smiling. Jack put his hands on my shoulders, forcing me to my knees, “All yours Janet.” he said stepping back, the woman giggled, lifted her dress, and stepped into the stall, spread her thighs open, then grabbed my head, I noticed she was wearing rubber gloves, forcing my face into her very hairy cunt, and before I knew it, she was pissing into my mouth, “Drink, slut.” Jack ordered. Not wanting another whipping, I gulped the hot piss down, there was a lot, I finished gasping, inadvertently licking my lips. The men had their cocks out stroking them. Jack pulled me from the shower stall, and bent me over the edge of the bathtub, and then I was being fucked, short hard stabs in my cunt, like a rabbit fucking, I felt the tension in my belly again. yes I thought, you`re a filthy slut aren`t you, then a warm splash inside my cunt, as this stranger shot his load, he moved away and was replaced by the other man, he was a bit bigger, and I lifted slightly as he pushed himself deep into my arsehole, then he too began fucking me, the woman climbed into the tub, reached under me, and started clawing at my poor battered tits with her long nails, I heard a deep moaning, then realised it was me, I turned my head, my eyes meeting Jack’s as the stranger pumped his cock into my arsehole with some vigour. Jack held my gaze, and I grunted, cumming hard as this stranger, shot his load deep up into me, and the women sunk her nails deeper into my battered breasts. The woman let go, and got out of that tub, incredibly she patted my arse, the guy pulled out of me, and they filed out of the bathroom. Jack helped me to stand, kissed me on the lips, then said gently. “take a long hot shower, Kay and get clean.” then he left, shutting the door. I staggered to the vanity, saw there was body wash lotion, a soft sponge, shampoo, conditioner, and a small atomiser of perfume. As well as a plastic, snap lock container with the letter K on it, I snapped it open to find my toothbrush, and paste. I looked up into the mirror, barely recognising the creature looking back at me. I had raised welts criss-crossed over the pale skin of my belly, and tits, my tits were a mess of cane marks, whip marks, and angry bite marks, they hurt at the slightest movement. I turned slightly, seeing the welts were wrapped around me, covering my shoulders, back and arse cheeks. My nipples had shrunk slightly, but were still twice their normal size, and tender as hell, my clit still protruded from my labia. My face and hair looked like I had been sprayed with glue, the cum had mixed with my make-up, making it a filthy grey colour, my eyes were bloodshot, and sore. I had a little cry as I stared at my reflection, before grabbing the sponge, lotion, shampoo and güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri conditioner, and getting into the shower. I scrubbed my body clean under the warm balmy water, washing my hair not once but three times, then brushed my teeth twice, including my tongue, I squirted some perfume on my neck. Feeling much better, I wondered if this was what I wanted, thinking back through what had happened, the pumping was new to me, different, but I had enjoyed it a lot, the icy cum in my arse was also new, but very erotic, and my arse had been hurt by a butt plug before. Walking in that see though dress, well I had flashed plenty of strangers in the past, the restaurant was weird, certainly humiliating and I had sucked cock at glory holes plenty of times! the only difference being taking the cum shots on my face, instead of swallowing them. The walk of shame was absolutely degrading, though I felt empowered knowing Jack was behind me, and I was doing it for his benefit. The underarm treatment, was new, and very different, quite erotic, and I had liked being hung. Emptying my arse, and pouring the cum on my head was debasing, then the hood pressing it tight had me thinking, this is what water-boarding must feel like. The clips, and fucking on the bench, was perfect, that orgasm had been huge. But Pouring the last of that dirty mixture into my eyes and mouth then sealing it was terrifying, as was being left alone. That being left alone had me genuinely feeling I might suffocate and die and that was worrying. The whipping was expected, and I was disappointed I had passed out, though I think that was Jack’s intention. Having strangers piss on me, and fuck me, was no big deal, though me being in the filthy state I was in, it was extremely degrading. Thinking it over and weighing things up reasoning logically in the cold light of day, I had tried some new things, and with the exception of being left alone, and hungry, I decided that all in all yes, this was I exactly what I had wanted. I left that bathroom naked, ready to face the strangers, only to find them gone, Jack sitting on the sofa sipping red wine. “Sit down Kay”, I sat he was watching me carefully. “Are you ok?” he asked. “Yes Sir.” I answered. He began asking me questions, I told him everything was fine except being left alone, he smiled “You were never alone, yes I slammed the door, but I never left the room, I stayed all night, checking you constantly. I will never put you in danger Kay, you mean too much to me.” I smiled back at him. “Thank you.” I said, genuinely grateful. The doorbell rang, “You must be hungry?” “I’m starving.” He went to the door and I heard him say, “just put them on the coffee table.” Then there was the pizza guy, young, ethnic, staring bug eyed at my nakedness, as he placed two large pizza boxes down. Jack paid him, “Your choice, a tip, or my slave will suck you off, if you like.” The young guy broke speed records getting his cock out, a nice big one with a thick foreskin, I didn’t hesitate, taking his cock into my mouth, using a lot of tongue work, giving him the best blow-job I could… he lasted about three minutes, then blasted a very big load of thick salty cum into my mouth, which I greedily swallowed. He was speechless, zipping up, as Jack ushered him back out the door, before getting plates and serviettes from the kitchen. The pizzas were gourmet, stone baked, a chicken and bacon, the other vegetarian. I ate two big slices of each. Jack took the plates away, returning with a large bowl, handing it and a spoon to me, ice cream, cranberries, blueberries, and sliced banana. “Antioxidants, eat up.” he said smiling. I demolished it. “Feeling better?” I nodded. “Come, we’ll attend to those welts”. I followed him into “my” bedroom and lay on the bed. “Sir?” my voice small. “Yes?” he asked, eyebrows raised. ” Can you pump my nipples, while you apply the cream?” Being clean, and full, though tired, I was incredibly fucking horny. “Of course, I can, willingly”, he left to get the pump, I stroked my enlarged güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri clit, shivers running through me, my cunt instantly juicing up. I continued stroking it after he returned, placed the tube on my nipple and sucked it up, six pumps, the pressure fantastic, then the other one. my fingers increased in speed. I slid my clit hood back exposing the sensitive bean. “More” I gasped, he pumped them twice more on each, the pain exquisite, I squeezed my exposed clit between my fingers, scr****g my thumb nail over it as my body trembled, “More”, he pumped again twice more on either nipple, I screamed in pain, dug my thumb nail hard into my clit, my back arched, my thighs shaking, I was humping the air, losing control as I gushed, drenching my hands, and the bed, “Fuck yes” Jack blurted, he quickly released my nipples, making me groan, I was still shaking as he crawled between my legs and sucked hard on my quivering cunt, lapping up and swallowing my juices. He kept licking, until my breathing returned to normal, then looked up and smiled, his face slick with cunt juice. I smiled back, “Fuck me Jack, ram your big cock into me.” He slid up my body, his cock huge and ready, I moaned as he entered me, filling me, he fucked me hard and fast, filled with need, and came quickly, his warm seed, like a soft glow in my belly. We stayed like that for a long time, his cock inside me. then he rolled off, got the salve and applied it, gently, front and back. I must have drifted off to sleep, totally exhausted.It was early evening when I woke at the sound of my door opening, as Jack entered I spread my legs wide, pulling my labia apart with both hands, he chuckled, I giggled, he crawled between them, licking my cunt expertly, I was moaning as he worked his way up my body, sucking my now huge super sensitive nipples, loving his mouth on them, his cock entered me as he kissed me, our tongues exploring, his shaft deep, slow, rhythmic, I could feel the head massaging my cervix. I was in heaven, his mouth moved back to my nipples, I leaned close to his ear, “Bite them” I whispered, he did, gently nipping them perfectly, grazing them with his teeth, I held him tight as I orgasmed, feeling his warmth as he came at the same time, soft, gentle, almost spiritual.We lay together, “Will you be my slave?” he asked softly. I looked into his eyes, “Oh yes.” without hesitation I answered. He got up, “Get dressed, let’s celebrate.” he said. “There is a present for you in the drawer.” then left to dress himself. I got out of bed, and crossed to the chest of drawers, in the top drawer I found my own black dress, neatly folded, and a matching pair of lingerie, full cup bra, high cut panties, beautiful soft material with lace trim, lilac coloured, I looked at the labels, Dita-Von-Teese, my hand flew to my mouth, they were very expensive, certainly much more than I could ever afford. I found some tissues, squatted and thoroughly cleaned between my legs, before pulling them on, they felt like velvet against my skin, incredibly sexy. I pulled my dress out, underneath it was a small black box, I slipped the dress on, smoothing it out. I removed the box and opened it, gasped, a singled string of pearls, and matching earrings. I squealed, and quickly put them on, they were beautiful, and I had no doubt, real. I slipped into my shoes, and joined Jack in the living room, rushing over to him and planting a big kiss on his lips. He was smiling broadly, enjoying my delight. “Let’s go.” he said, grabbing my coat, and we headed out the door, me clinging tightly to his arm. We walked to a very nice restaurant, I ordered a New York cut steak, creamy mushroom sauce, and char-grilled vegetables, he had the same, we also polished off two bottles of champagne. The only drawback being, I had to wear my jacket indoors, to cover the marks on my shoulders, Jack wore his as well… in solidarity. I was obviously slightly drunk on the walk home. That night we slept together for the first time, having of course, fucked first, güvenilir bahis şirketleri it was a long fuck, him starting in my cunt, pounding it, squeezing my tits, then pulling out to ram it hard into my arse, bending my legs over, squashing my knees onto my tits, as he pile drove my arsehole, before pulling out, crawling up my body, and ramming his cock into my throat, fucking it, forcing it balls deep, before emptying his balls down it. I woke before him, him lying, on his back, I pushed the sheet off, and took his cock into my mouth, sucking gently as it hardened, he woke as I slipped my tongue under his foreskin, grabbed my legs pulling one over his head, his mouth fastening on my cunt, I took his cock into my throat as his tongue poked into my cunt hole, I sucked more of him in, and his tongue moved to my arse, probing, without warning he shot a huge load down my throat, so much some of it dribbled from my nose. his hand held my head on his cock, and I sniffed the dangling cum back up my nose and swallowed, then he bit my clit, and I flooded his face, I could hear him slurping, then felt him rubbing his whole face in it, making growling sounds, I fell off him, both of us laughing, then we hit the shower together. He told me there was a tracksuit in the second drawer. There was, a new pink Nike brand suit, along with a pair of matching pink joggers all in my size, I dressed quickly, and we went out for breakfast, the same coffee shop where we had first met. Croissants, fresh fruit, and cappuccino’s, then a short walk back. It was late morning, time for me to leave, Jack brought the straight-backed chair into the living room, time for our departure ritual. Strip slave and take your position.” I quickly removed my clothes and mounted the chair facing backwards, lifted my tits and hung them over the chair back, then gripped the seat. He fetched the pump, all three tubes, and the carbon fibre cane, I shivered slightly, that cane was pure evil, but it was symbolically ours. He attached the tubes to both nipples, sucking them halfway up the tubes, then pushing the small of my back, moving me until my cunt was on the rear edge of the seat, he attached the third tube to my clit. “Remember slut, complete silence, grit your teeth and bare the pain, or I will repeat it, understood?” I nodded, “Yes Sir.” He pumped quickly, sucking my clit up the tube, stretching it further than before, 7, 8, 9 pumps, the pain extreme, it felt like my clit would burst. Then he was back at my nipples, pumping each a total of nine times each, I was shaking, realising he was testing me, trying to make me cry out, I gripped the chair seat harder, riding the wave, determined not to scream. he walked behind me, and with our cane, struck me once, very hard across the top of my arse cheeks, a burning, stinging stripe, I exhaled silently, drawing another deep breath and holding it. He moved back in front, watching me struggling, waiting, enjoying himself. then slowly releasing first my nipples, then my clit, they were unnaturally large, blood gorged. “Now the real test.” giving me an evil grin, taking careful aim, he struck hard with the cane, expertly catching both nipples, my brain exploded, stinging white hot pain shooting from my nipples, through my tits, into my whole being. without warning he struck again, again hard on my arse, with perfect aim once more, the tip of that cane whipped onto my clit, I stiffened, my knuckles white clutching the seat so hard, my body jerked, I looked down, hyperventilating, thinking my clit had been split, though it hadn’t, instead it had instantly turned a dull blue colour. every muscle tensed, as agony ripped through me. Him watching, smiling, his cock huge and hard inside his jeans. He unzipped, stroked it rapidly, as I sat there refusing to utter a sound, “Open your mouth you slut.” I opened my mouth wide, and he shot thick streams of cum into it. “Exceptional, Kay, a true slave.” Jack stood me up, helped me dress, on wobbly legs, we walked quite quietly to my car. He bent, kissed my forehead. “.Drive safe, we’ll talk soon. Next time you visit I’ll collar you.” I got into my car as he turned and just walked away. “FFFUUUUUUCCCKKKK, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” it was hard to breathe, I sat there, a triangle of fire, until my breathing returned to normal. Then started the car for the long drive home.

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