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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 19 Location: Ireland |
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| Introduction: my first attempt at a fiction story so all comments welcome :) | ||
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Hi all. This is my first attempt at a fiction story based upon the view of a male sex slave. Please comment on how i could improve my next story or things i should change. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Complete darkness. Bound to a wall, naked, unable to move and unable to see. Bound to my master out of love and desire. My master calls me her “toy”. I address her as my master. She hated the name “mistress” as it is a name given to a girl who a husband cheats on his wife with. She likes the power and control that comes with earning her title of master. She uses this power and control to do whatever she pleases with me. My hands and ankles are bound to a wall by chains. I can only move a few inches in any given direction. The only noise I hear is the sound of Master breathing. I can feel Master’s eyes upon me, much like a predator stalking its prey. I hear her begin to walk around a little, Master is toying with me. My mind fills with thoughts of idea of what she could be doing. Master could be walking around the room passing various tables with all sorts of toys that she has deemed useful to her. It could be a trap luring me into believing she is far away when really she has brought someone else in to room as she has done on occasion and is breathing quietly beside me waiting till I lower my guard to pounce. Master knows I think this and enjoys watching me panic. Her footsteps stop only a few feet directly in front of me. Master has decided on today’s events. I look up at her as if I could see her through her blindfold but to no avail. Then it hit. Master had chosen her favourite whip and lashed it firmly across my chest. Master knew how hard to hit to not do permanent damage but hard enough to leave her mark. It was her sign of ownership of me. The pain is intense. I pull hard against my restraints with little if any effect. The whip hits again against my left rib cage. My mind begins turns to mush. My body does not know weather to respond to the pain its taking or to the pleasure I feel from the pain itself. A few more strikes across my body and Master stops. I know now that she sees my erect penis standing at attention before her. It was impossible not to. She walks towards me and puts her hand on my chest. Her fingers curl my chest as she gets down onto her knees. Master removes her hand and does nothing for a few moments. Master loves to watch me stew in suspense and curiosity. Master begins to slap my cock playfully. The feeling is indescribable as again pleasure meets pain. My muscles tense throughout my body as Master begins to slap harder. My body tired to fight back the pain and give into the pleasure at the same time but fails to do so as I screech out a noise that you could not determine to which side of the pain and pleasure scale it belonged to. That noise is my Master’s favourite sound. Master stops and takes a firm hold of my cock in her hand. She begins to stroke me gently and pleasurably. My mouth betrays my attempts to hide my enjoyment as a slight moan escapes from my lips. Master stops at hearing this and I fear that my time for pleasure is over. Master pauses for a moment but to my relief she continues to stroke me once again. Master never spoke while she “played” with me. She told me she uses my breathing to know how I feel about everything that she does to me. Speaking would mean that she might miss something and go too far. Master begins to speed up her pleasuring me. Twisting and turning her hands as she explores every millimetre of her play thing. I ache for her as waves of pure pleasure ripple through my body. My legs turn to jelly and only by sure will power do they reframe from buckling from under me. I begin to feel an orgasm coming on as does Master. Master enjoys this part of her game. Master uses her hands to bring me right to the brink of release and let’s go of me completely. I let a groan to show my disappointment. My master knows what she is doing to me. A few moments pass and she begins to play with me again. Bringing me to the brink of bliss and stopping just before I reach my climax. My mind cannot handle this. Moans and screams of ecstasy and sure disbelief fill the room. This goes on for a long time, long enough to lose yourself in a realm of pleasure that warps your mind to sheer nothingness. I have no idea what Master is doing now. All I know now is that Master is no longer doing that to me. My body is held up by the shackles around my wrists having been beaten and tortured by both pain and pleasure and not knowing which one was worse. My body torn between the immense pain of the whip and hand across me or the low numb ache of almost reaching release but not finding a way to climax. I hear the echo of clothes being tossed to the ground. Master is disrobing in front of me. I can smell her scent as the aroma of her wetness now filled the air. I wished I could see Master’s body. Her body is so soft and delicate yet so strong and firm. I feel Master’s hand guide my cock inside her pussy. From this position she must be bending over in front of me. It feels amazing. Master is so wet I slip inside her with ease. Master began moving herself slowly along my cock. She moves outwards till only the head of my cock is inside her then moves quickly to take me at whole length again. The feeling is incredible. It does not take Master long to build up a steady rhythm of moving in and out around me and I soon feel the desire to climax again. Master knows this too and begins to play with her clit. I know by feeling her accidentally bouncing her hand into my testicles once or twice. Master increases her pace and shouts back at me to only climax when she says I can. I almost lost it there. Every nerve in my body screamed to cum but I had to hold on until my Master said yes. My body ached and burned for release. Master just kept fucking me. Using me to get herself off. Wild and lustful screams emanated from both of our mouths until I felt Master cum. She screamed as wave after wave of her cum began to flow around my cock and begin to run down the front of my leg. She screamed at me to climax and on the word I shot my cum deep inside her. We both bucked and writhed in a flourish of pleasure and ecstasy till she fell to floor after Master’s legs gave out from beneath her. I remained shackled to the wall panting and breathless. Still blind to the world. Still under my Master’s control. My mind frazzled to a crisp. The only thought I could muster was “whatever next ?”. |
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