A weekend at Masters

A Weekend at Masters - part three

She was sore, and every muscle in her tightly stretched body was aching.  She had lost track of time and had no idea how long she had been tied on her Masters Door frame for. Blindfolded and gagged, all she could do was wait.

At last she heard the bedroom door open and close, footsteps walking lightly to the front of her, a hand, female, running across her breasts, fingernails scratching lightly over her hardened and taught nipples. She gasped, trying desperately to push her breasts out further, desperately needing some release. She hadn’t been allowed to come after sucking her Masters cock that morning. They had bathed her; again fucking her crudely with the shower head, then hung her on the door frame to dry, like a slab of meat.

The hands left her body and she groaned in frustration.

“Your going to get some pretty rings this afternoon, won’t that be nice?” The brunette chuckled, as her hands once again started to roam freely over her body.

Cindy shook her head, and tried to make her denial known through her gag, but it was no use, all that she could manage was a few grunts, the gag did an effective job of silencing her. She didn’t want to get pierced, enough was enough, she wanted to be untied and to go home, now! Fighting her bonds, trying to get free, all she succeeded in doing was bruising her wrists and ankles.

She heard the bedroom door open and close again, and a familiar smell assailed her nostrils, her Masters aftershave. He must have seen how distressed she had become, as the brunettes hands were now replaced with her Masters soothing and knowing hands, settling her, calming her down, in a matter of minutes she was compliant once more, thrusting her body towards her Master as far as her bonds would allow, a silent plea, to be allowed to come.

“Grace here is going to do me the honour of ringing you, after which you will truly belong to Me. Do me proud slut and I may allow you to come” With that he was gone, Cindy heard the closing of the bedroom door, and hung her head defeated. She was going to be ringed and they was nothing she could do about it, but even if they was and they gave her the choice, she realised she couldn’t leave, this was her life now, she needed the debasement, the humiliation as much as she needed air to breathe.

Female hands once again, but this time on her pussy, opening her pussy lips wide, assessing her, inspecting her, arousing her beyond believe.

“My, you are a wet one, I hardly need to touch you and your dripping all over my hands” Cindy blushed, ashamed of her own arousal, especially by a woman, she was straight, had never experimented with her own sex, what was happening to her?

She screamed through her gag, the sudden pain was so unexpected, she had expected more of a build up, had believed that the brunette would tell her when she was going to pierce her with the needle so that she could be prepared, but no, not for her, she was only a slave, why did she need to be told, they did what they wanted to her when they wanted, her feelings in the matter were no concern of theirs in the slightest.

She was sweating, sweat running between her breasts and trickling down her back, the pain in her hood, which is where she had just been ringed had dulled to a dull throbbing and was now at least bearable. The brunette, Grace, had a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and had it stretched taught, and Cindy was trying her best to brace herself for what she knew was coming next, the pain was excruciating, worst than her hood, she bucked and screamed through her gag, shaking her head, trying to plead the best she could, please, no more, paying no attention to her at all, grace took her other nipple and proceeded to pierce that one.

Cindy hung on the door frame, limp, silent tears running down her face, sniffling. All traces of arousal doused by the overwhelming pain her body had just been put through. She didn’t lift her head when she heard the bedroom door open and close, even though she knew it was her Master, recognisable by his aftershave.

“Ahh, lovely, just lovely” Her Master reached up and touched her nipple rings, playing gently with them, then snaking his hand down her belly, opened her pussy lips and inspected her hood ring.

“How did she take the ringing?”

“As good as can be expected, a little fuss, but not overly so.”

“You think she deserves to come?”

“Yes, I think the slut deserves a little reward, I would like to be the one to give it to her, if I may?”

“Yes, yes, of course, I owe you one for doing the ringing, take the whore down, and use her for as long as you want, send her to my office when your done, I have something very important I need to discuss with the cunt.”

“Certainly”

Cindy was only half listening to the conversation; she was concentrating more on her throbbing tits and cunt. She felt her bonds being untied and would have fallen straight to the floor, had Grace not held onto her and led her over to the bed.

“You ever licked a woman’s pussy before slut?”

“No Ma’m” Cindy managed to croak out, her throat was dry, she was in desperate need for a glass of water.

“Well, you will today slut. Spread those thighs for me nice and wide, I want a good view of that open ringed pussy!”

Cindy did as ordered, not thinking twice about the fact that she was about to sleep with a woman for the first time in her life.

Grace removed Cindy’s gag and blindfold, and Cindy blinked at the sudden brightness, her eyes taking a few minutes to adjust to the light, when they did, she gasped,  Grace, as she now knew her name, was naked, and it wasn’t a very pretty sight. Grace had very large sagging tits, suffered from a bad case of middle aged spread and had cellulite on almost every part of her body, she shivered with revulsion.

Grace ran her hands gently up Cindy’s thighs, reaching her pussy lips, she parted them widely, running a finger softly up and down her slit, over her clit, and teasingly near her hole but not yet entering her, up and down, over and over again, till Cindy thought she’d go mad if the woman didn’t let her come soon. Covering a nipple with her mouth and suckling madly on it, like a baby trying to get milk out of it’s mother, Grace let two fingers slide into Cindy’s cunt, Cindy groaned, she was so close, and the woman’s fingers in her cunt and mouth on her nipple, sent delicious sensations down to her clit, she could feel the beginnings of an orgasm build up, the pleasant throbbing in her cunt, the sensation spreading, till she screamed out loud, but this time not in pain, she was in ecstasy, her whole body tensing, offering her hot cunt to the woman’s fingers, thrusting her nipple further into the woman’s mouth. She came, the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.

Abruptly, the woman’s fingers left her cunt, and she removed her mouth from her nipple.

“Now my turn cunt, and you best do a good job, otherwise I will see to it that you are punished and quite severely!”

“Yes Ma’m.” Cindy nearly gagged; the thought of licking this woman’s pussy repulsed her. She lay on the bed, watching Grace move up the bed to sit on her face, Grace spread her own pussy lips and slowly lowed herself, till Cindy could reach out her tongue and touch her pussy.

 “Get going on then slut, I’m waiting.”

Cringing, Cindy closed her eyes and tentatively stuck out her tongue, feeling the woman’s juices on her tongue she was very tempted to push the woman off, but already, she knew her place, knew her Master would not be pleased with her if she did and she so desperately wanted to please her Master, so she did the only thing she could do, started licking the woman’s cunt, finding her clit, she put her mouth around it, and started to suck on it, ever so gently, till she felt Grace moving her hips and moaning, then changing from sucking to licking, she let her tongue flick over the woman’s clit, till she felt her tense, heard her come and felt the woman’s juices flood all over her face.

Climbing off her face, Grace instructed Cindy to go clean her face up, then to go to her Masters office.

“Oh and by the way cunt, that was not satisfactory, you shall inform your Master that you are to be punished and why, is that understood slut?”

“Yes Ma’m” Cindy whispered, as she crept out of the bedroom naked, and made her way to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Cindy was standing outside hr Masters office door, taking in deep breaths, she was nervous, didn’t know what he wanted to discuss with her, and wasn’t looking forward to telling him that she had displeased Grace and was therefore to be punished. Taking one last deep breath she knocked on His study door, then got down onto all fours, to wait for Him to tell her to enter.

“Come in slut”

She managed to get the door open, then crawled in over to Him, where she sat nadu at His feet.

“I have something very important I need you to sign, but first of all I need to ask you a question,”

“Yes Master”

“Do you wish to continue being my slave, my property? You have had but a small taste these past couple of days of what being Mine would entail, do you wish to continue, on a more permanent basis, you would come live here, with me, this is not a game this is how we would live our lives 24/7, are you happy and content to do that slut?”

Cindy didn’t even need to think about it, not now, she was hooked, she knew what she was, what she was always meant to be and knew she couldn’t go back, to her boring life before, she had changed so much in such a little amount of time. She knew what her answer would be straight away.

“Yes Master”

“You would be wiling to sign that legal document which I have here on my desk, releasing you of all your rights, and handing them to me, along with the right to your body, to use as I wish, be it pain or pleasure?”

“Yes Master”

“Good decision slut”

“Master, I must tell you, I didn’t lick Graces pussy to her satisfaction, she has instructed me to come tell you so that I may be punished.”

“Good girl, for telling me, I shall discuss later with Grace what your punishment is to be, now sign the papers cunt.”

Cindy, signed the piece of paper, not even bothering to read it, she belonged to Him now whole heartedly.

After she had signed it, he bent her over the desk, clipping her hands to each far side, and her ankles to each leg, and fucked her up the arse, dry, not bothering to gag her, and not considering her at all, it was a brutal act, an act of ownership, she screamed the whole way through, afterwards lying in a sobbing heap across the table, while he called for Grace to come tend to her, He had taken her so hard and so brutal, that He had torn her, her arse was bleeding and she was in severe pain, she was property, he owned her, had a legal right to do whatever he wished, and as mad as it may sound, she was happy and content to be of use to her Master, even lying there across His desk, used and dripping come and blood, sobbing, tears trickling down her cheeks, pooling on the desk beneath her cheek, she never regretted her decision to give up her rights to her Master.