Ready, bitch?

“Ready, bitch? This is your last chance, the last time you have a choice of any kind, for a long time, if, you may leave now and forever or accept what is coming by giving me your total submission”.

In truth, the decision had already been made and there was no backing out now. I was already tightly shackled into a ‘spanking bench’ that had me on all fours, bound at the ankles, behind the knees, across the wrists, forearms and at the waist. Totally unable to move. The muscles across my broad shoulders tensing and flexing against the bonds.

Standing at my left side I see in my peripheral vision the long, black thigh boots of Mistress. My head is then wrenched up at she pulls my hair hard and gets close to my face, her sent is intoxicating. “Well, bitch?”. I look at this beautiful, powerful woman and utter the words “Yes Mistress”.

“Very well”. She clicks her fingers and her and her two slaves move from their positions in the corner where they have been standing patiently. Both of them are fully incased in latex, one looks to take the form of a small petite woman, the other a muscular male. Mistress moves in front of me, still holding me tightly by the hair. She slaps my face. Hard. Then again. And again. It leaves a painful sting on my face. “Open your mouth bitch”.

At that moment the male slave reaches from behind and fixes a large rubber o-ring gag into my mouth, stretching it wide. He fastens it in place, then proceeds to fasten another leather strap across the base of my neck to one of the many rings on the spanking bench. It barely allows me to lift my head more than a few centimetres.

There is a wicked smile across Mistress’ face. She look into my eyes, lifts me chin ever slightly… as far as possible, drool already starting to flow from my mouth uncontrollably, feeling totally humiliated already, I knew it was only the beginning… She looks at me tells me, “you’re such a filthy, little perverted bitch… I know how much you crave to be degraded, how you need to be humiliated in the dirtiest possible ways. But you have no idea what I’m capable of and you have no idea what you’ve really got yourself into. You also have no idea how much I enjoy breaking down bitch boys like you. Nothing gets me off more than taking a strong, masculine slave and breaking his will, training and moulding him to be 100% obedient.

While all this was taking place I could feel the presence of the female slave at my rear. I then felt a thin but cold but small implement invade my trussed up bitch hole. The manner it was put in was unceremonious, I’d had my arse stretched and filled before, but this was different, this whole situation was different and more intense than anything I’d experienced, I’d certainly never been in the presence of men in a sexual context before, let alone had one strap me down and gag me.

The next thing to happen was a blindfold was placed over my eyes, I was plunged into total darkness. At this point, I felt my tongue being pulled out from between my gag, I also felt my cock, pulled ever so slightly… Mistress voice then brought me back to the present. “You see slave I’m going to collect your disgusting little fluids for later use… you’ll find out what that is much later…”

I was panic stricken as either the male slave was touching my tongue or worse still my cock… despite all this my cock couldn’t help by grow. A peg was placed on my tongue. Immediately the amount of drool my downcast and open mouth produced increased, a large glass was placed directly beneath catching all of my disgusting spit. I could feel a condom being rolled onto my now hard cock and then the snap of a cock ring at the base of my cock. I knew it would be leaking an enormous amount of pre cum.

At that moment I felt a warm liquid begin to flow into my arsehole… I was being given an enema. I’d read about them while reading Femdom porn during my fantasies but I never thought I would be literally on the receiving end of one.

After a few minutes I started to feel incredibly full and uncomfortable, but I could nothing. I had no idea how long this would last. Then I felt Mistress hot breath close to my face. She leaned into my ear and through hot breath said “this is just the beginning bitch boy, I’m going to leave you here for a while and I want you to think about the pain that you’ll be giving to me when I return…”. Before leaving someone placed headphones into my ears… nothing but the low drawl of white noise. When I thought there was nothing else that they could possibly do and I already felt totally trussed up and invaded I felt cold steel against the inside of my nostrils… a nose hook… pulled back over my head and attached to the leather strap across the back of my neck… my head now kept down in place and pulled up all at once.

I have no idea how long I had been there, I could still feel drool continue to flow from my mouth that was beginning to ache and tension on my nose. It felt like it could have been hours… but I really didn’t know. Then finally I felt someone touching my cock… in a milking fashion… extracting the hours of pent up pre cum. I could feel there was a lot already trapped in the condom.

Then the touching stopped. My bladder was now unbelievably uncomfortable and full.

That thought was about to me taken away from me as a felt a sharp sting across my back, followed by another, and another and another… The peg still on my tongue made it impossible to even clench my teeth, totally unable to move I could do nothing but accept it. The sting of Mistress’ flogger intensified with each strike. As I thought I could take no more it ceased. But not for long… next Mistress began to flog my arse cheeks… the pain rippled through me and again I could do nothing. Initially I was counting the strikes internally… but when it became apparent it was not just a case of Mistress using round numbers I recognised the futility in counting and simply gave up… she was breaking me, just as she said she would.

*thank you for my story, bitch chad*