The Visit
THE VISIT
I had known her for quite a few years and it was a mutual relationship.
She was a hard working business woman who mostly worked from home, but required every so often wanting bringing down to earth, there was me a retired carefree man always willing to help out.
She needed and got to be dominated by myself. If she had others on the side I knew not. No money changed hands and it was a wonderful arrangement.
She knew I was coming as I had told her and she was to be ready at O’clock.
I had my own key to her house (Yes a lot of mutual trust between us both) and I let myself in.
Yes she was ready dressed in a blouse, skirt, reasonable heals stocking and suspenders (in black) and bra and panties.
We past our hellos and I then said
“Are you ready?”
(We started as old friends as that is what we were, but with a bit of a twist)
“Yes Master” she replied.
I stood a little in front of her and said in a quiet voice.
“Lift up your skirt to the waist” Which she did.
“Lower your panties to your knees and spread your legs to hold them there”
She was good. She did.
“Are you ready?” I asked
“Yes Master” She replied
I went to stand in front of her but to one slightly to one side; I lowered my right hand and placed it over her shaven cunt. I extended my second finger and pushed it straight into her.
Yes she was ready as my finger had no resistance and she was quite wet. I pulled my finger out and held it up in front of her face.
“Lick it clean” I said.
Without hesitation her tongue came out and her mouth closed eagerly around my finger, it was soon clean.
I then lowered my hand again and once again pushed my finger deep inside her. Moved it around, to which there was a slight quickening of her breathing, I think and know she was starting to enjoy it.
I pulled my finger out, raised it and placed it into my mouth and sucked on it. I took it out and told her “Yes you taste nice today”
I then lowered my hand again but waited before I touched her.
“How many days is it since my last visit?”
“Six Master” was the reply.
“Count them out!”
“Master please may I have my first!”
I pulled my hand back and took a swipe straight towards her cunt.
“One Master, please my I have my second”
Again I pulled my hand back and again hit her squarely on her cunt.
This was carried out in the same manner until all six hand been given
(I’m not certain if she likes it or not when I go away for 6 weeks, but I know it makes my hand hurt)
I stepped away from her and told her to get on her hands and knees, with her buttocks held high in the air.
It was a wonderful sight, her blouse still on, her skirt up around her waist, and her suspenders framing her nice white twin cheeks of her bottom.
I took up a position where I stood over her, my legs either side of her waist, facing towards her white globes of flesh. I raised my hands to above my head, and with all my might brought both hands down onto those twin white globes.
I moved away from her and said “ I can’t wait for those hand prints to show up in red, and take some photos, get up”
She looked good still with her skirt above her waist and her panties still held in place at her knees.
I now wanted her to strip off and had a small game of chance for us to play. Before we could begin she had to waddle to the side board and opened a drawer, reached in and took a box. In the box were a collection of elastic/rubber bands. Some were attached to bits of wood and some were attached to metal, the rest were loose.
She chose three. These were to be the “weapons”
She also took out a dice.
As she was wearing 4 items of clothing then each number was given a number as below.
1= 1 2 3 4 5
2 = 6 7 8 9 10
3= 11 12 13 14 15
4 = 16 17 18 19 20
5 = 21 22 23 24 25
6 = 26 27 28 29 30.
Each item of clothing and one for love was awarded a place, within the chart.
So Blouse was Column 1, Skirt was Column 2, Bra was Column 3, and Panties was Column 4. Best was Column 5 as it was for love.
She then chose an item of clothing to take off.
“Please Master may I take off my panties?”
As they were half way down her legs it was quite logical and so I agreed. She bent down and took them off.
She then took one of the “weapons” from the tree she had chosen. The thick rubber band by itself was chosen.
Her next move was to pick up the dice and rolled it on the coffee table.
She threw a 4. Which meant that she was to receive 19 TWANGS?
I sat down in an arm chair, she stood in front of me and handed the rubber band. Her cunt was just in front of my face. I took the rubber band held up my left hand raising my first finger and thumb, I held the band around the two digits and took the bit farthest away and with my right hand pulled it towards me.
I then placed my left hand up against her cunt, pulled the band back and let go. Twang. As it hit her cunt. She counted out ONE, 18 to go. I pulled back the band again slightly moved my fingers to get another area and continued until all 19 Twangs were delivered
I then asked “ Next item slave”
She chose skirt, picked up the dice and rolled a 5, that meant 22 twangs and the weapon she chose was a miniature catapult with quite thick rubber. This was going to hurt, but it was her choice after all.
Having thrown a 3 for her blouse and another 4 for her bra, there was only one throw left.
The one she did for the love of it.
Was she lucky or unlucky? She threw a six.
At last she was naked and awaiting the next episode.
To be continued.
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The continuation
She was standing now in front of me as I sat in an armchair.
She is 38 years old, shoulder length black hair, quite nice breasts of 36 C cup, a reasonably tight stomach ( I make certain that she goes to the gym) a pleasant width of her hips framed by the black suspender belt, a rather glowing pubic mound, after the twangs she had received, and nicely shaped legs covered in black stockings. Her arms were folded behind her back.
I arose from the chair and moved to her. She knew that she was not allowed to move. The body was there for me to run my hands over it. Touching her tits and pulling on her nipples, lifting them both up at the same time. Not a sound did she make as I held both of them between thumb and forefinger and she went onto tiptoe as well to take the strain.
I moved round behind her and put my hands on her shoulders and although I do not have long nails sc****d them down her shoulder blades.
My hands then went around her front I raised them and brought them down onto her thighs.
I liked this girl.
She is a good girl that is why I spank her, but if she was naughty I would have to beat her.
She stared straight ahead awaiting instructions.
“Go to the drawer, get out both the wrist and ankle cuffs, and put them on. Get out 4 lengths of rope, and a ball of string. I will also require the nipple clamps and all your clothes pegs (Americans read Clothes pins)”
She moved immediately whilst replying “Yes Master”
Now we men are not very good at finding the correct spot on a women’s body, hence why so many women have a ring or stud in their clitoris so that we men can find it.
So before she climbed onto the table she was invited to put the nipple clamps either side of her clitoris.
It makes my work so much easier.
In a short space of time she was nicely tied down to the dining room table, both arms and legs secured at each corner.
She looked good.
I took the ball of string and some clothes pegs. Unravelling a short length of string I took the clothes peg tied the end of the string to the peg, and let the rest fall away.
I then took that one peg and as she had laid out a marker for me, i.e. the nipple clamps I was easily able to find her cunt lips and pulling at one side nearest the clamp placed, with a nice bit of flesh in it, placed the first peg on her cunt.
This continued with a total of 4 pegs each securing flesh and string[O1] down one side of her cunt lips. A small loop and back up the other side.
The string was then run out to about a yard (Proper Imperial measurements here) and cut off and laid to rest on the table between her out stretched legs.
To make certain my handy work was well in place I ran my hand over the whole of the pegs. She let out soft whimpers.
To add a bit of spice I pulled at the chain between the nipple clamps. It is surprising how far they can be pulled without letting go of the flesh. I then went to the drawer took out a table fork, and had a few little jabs at her clitoris that was framed by the clamps. I think she liked it because she let out some murmurings.
I then took another peg secured the end of the string around it and moved to her arm nearest me. I took hold of a piece of flesh by her wrist and attached the peg to the flesh. Taking the string I traced it along her arm towards her elbow and secured another peg taking in flesh and the string.
Where the string lay close to the forearm I attached half a dozen pegs along it, each taking in both string and flesh. I then ran the string out so it went up the rest of her arm, down towards her breast, left a bit of spare down her stomach past her hips down her legs and then let a load of spare string for a couple of yards, and cut it. I would need a new piece for the other arm.
Just to keep her happy and show she had not been forgotten I had a run of my hand over the pegs on her cunt and a pull of the chain, and a couple of gentle jabs with the fork.
What I had done with the left arm I did the same with the right arm. Had a little play with the pegs on her cunt and a pull of the clamps.
I next extended the string from elbow to armpit pinching the flesh and string on both arms.
By this time she had closed her eyes and was concentrating on the pain that was in her arms and her cunt. Wake up time I think and the string that was attached to the pegs on her cunt was laying on the table, I took it and without any warning, very sharply pulled it whilst turning away. The pegs flew they were one second gripping the lips of her cunt the next laying all over the floor.
Whilst on the table she let out a scream, and pulled at her bonds on both legs and arms.
I thought she required a little relief so put a couple of fingers into her cunt and moved them around inside her. She appeared to like it as she squirmed against it and her bonds.
With my fingers inside her I then rubbed my thumb onto her clitoris. What she did not see was my other hand taking the chain between the two clamps. Suddenly a scream a wrench of her whole body as I pulled both clamps off at the same time.
I then withdrew my fingers and placed them in front of her mouth. Without any hesitation she licked them clean and sucked on them when I pushed them into her mouth.
But work to do and a lot more pegs to place on her body. The string was wound around her breasts even onto her nipples bringing the string into the centre of her body.
Now that I knew where it was I took the nipple clamps and placed them not at each side of her clitoris but above and below, and placed all the pegs back onto her cunt lips. I had to pick them off the floor myself as she was unavailable.
I finished off putting pegs on her right the way down her body and down onto her thighs taking the string both over and down the fleshy part above the top of her stockings. Then right down her calf to her ankle until there was no real flesh to pinch.
Another play with the pegs on her cunt and then pegged the other side of her body.
Finished. I must admit she did look good arms and legs well spread out and secured. A wonderful twin line of pegs running down her arms, over and round her breasts, down her tight stomach and then down her legs, with the spare string hanging loose off the table. The group of pegs around her cunt also looked nice as well.
I was very happy with my handy work.
Eventually I took hold of one of the pieces of string, and asked.
“What do you want? Fast or slow”
There was a moments silence as she knew that one of the pieces of string would just be ripped off, and the other slowly peg by hurting peg eased away from her body.
Being the nice person I was giving the chance of which she wanted first. Intense get it over with pain or slow one at a time pain.
At last she spoke, “Slowly please Master” and breathed a sigh.
I took hold of the string running up the right side of her body and slowly, gently started to wind the string into a ball. The first peg took the strain and she took a deep breath as the peg moved slowly up the flesh and giving up its hold on her as the second peg started to take the strain as well.
The first popped off and the second one was giving up its flesh. As slowly I pulled on the string. It was going to take some time and each one was putting her in agony. At the top of her thighs I stopped, as her cunt required to be played with and without warning ripped the string with the pegs on, off her cunt. A shriek flew out of her mouth and she tried to pull herself out of her bindings, but they held her firmly to the table.
I thought she may like a bit of comfort around her cunt and brought my hand down onto it half a dozen times.
Once again I took the string and slowly started to wind in the string again, pulling one peg at a time, each one bringing a slight whimper from her.
By now I had reached her breast and as there is more flesh to grab here the pegs were a little harder to pull, also the area was quite tender as well.
I had made a circle around her breast with a loop going into the middle and one peg grabbing hold of her nipple; I gently pulled and could see the nipple being extended as the peg gripped as it reached the top of her nipple I stopped. It is after all hard work heaving on ropes all day.
I lay the growing ball of string down and without warning pushed two fingers straight into her cunt, and moved my fingers around deep inside her. I think she liked it as the murmurings became groans and she pulled at the bindings.
Her cunt had for a while now been left naked so I reattached the clamps and the pegs. It was I noted starting to look a little red around her cunt, but I still continued to put them in place.
Once again I took up the ball of string and slowly started to make the ball grow bigger, and the pegs slowly were popping off from her arms, until the very last one remained. It stayed there.
You could see down her body where each individual peg had left its mark and the pattern looked very nice. I was well pleased with my handy work. Weather or nor she is a different matter.
So I now had one side of her body free of everything and had a nice feel of her tits again squeezing the nipple and even going down and having a suck on it, but as my mouth left making certain that my teeth bit into it and pulled on it.
Onward, and there was a nice line of pegs all ready to be pulled away from her body. They had by this time been on there for some time and had started to become individual bits of pain biting into her flesh.
I also realised that she was going to let out one enormous great scream when I pulled them off. The easiest way was to stuff something into her mouth. The easiest piece of material was her panties that she had just taken off. I picked them up turned them so the bit of material that had been nearest her cunt was exposed and this was pushed into her waiting open mouth. She left the mark on them so she was only getting her own back. Her mouth was stuffed.
To delay it a little longer I had another run over the tops of the pegs attached to her cunt , and a little pull on the clamps, and just for good measure got the fork and went all around her pubic area, with jabs.
The time had come. I took the string in my right hand, and took the strain; the first peg was holding the flesh.
Without and further warning I pulled the string with my right hand then my left doing a hand over hand grabbing at the fast moving string. The pegs flew all over as they were ripped from her body. The gag was doing a great job of muffling the sound of her screams. She fought against her bindings her body pulling this way and that. The line was getting smaller when almost without warning the last peg came flying over my shoulder. I moved up to her and there were tears running from her eyes, her breathing was heavy but slowly calming down. And as it was presented to me I played with her newly exposed breast. I sat down letting her feast on her pain, and waited for calm to be returned to the room.
Sitting there it was a mess there were pegs all over the table and the floor, they had spread all around the room, but there as pretty as a picture lying secured to the table one woman who had just had an orgasm.
Once everything had calmed down, I went to the table where her feet were, and taking a chair sat facing her cunt with the pegs and clamps attached.
I looked at it and liked what I saw. Moving my hand I took hold of the string and slowly started pulling, as the pegs one by one slowly came away.
Next were the clamps as I took the chain but just pulled one side at a time until at last that lay on the table.
There spread out in front of me just a few inches from my face was a nice hot juicy cunt. Her legs were spread, her arms held tight. One thing that I do love is licking cunt. Drinking from the hairy cup. See my Galleries.
I leaned forward and indulged myself in her gift to me.
After I had enjoyed myself, I undid her and let her up from the table. All that exertion had made me very thirsty so it was time for a nice cup of tea.
Slave clean up everything put it all away and tell me when you are ready for to start with the tea.
Now the making of the tea is something else, but that will have to be a blog by itself.
I sat down and started to read the paper.
I had known her for quite a few years and it was a mutual relationship.
She was a hard working business woman who mostly worked from home, but required every so often wanting bringing down to earth, there was me a retired carefree man always willing to help out.
She needed and got to be dominated by myself. If she had others on the side I knew not. No money changed hands and it was a wonderful arrangement.
She knew I was coming as I had told her and she was to be ready at O’clock.
I had my own key to her house (Yes a lot of mutual trust between us both) and I let myself in.
Yes she was ready dressed in a blouse, skirt, reasonable heals stocking and suspenders (in black) and bra and panties.
We past our hellos and I then said
“Are you ready?”
(We started as old friends as that is what we were, but with a bit of a twist)
“Yes Master” she replied.
I stood a little in front of her and said in a quiet voice.
“Lift up your skirt to the waist” Which she did.
“Lower your panties to your knees and spread your legs to hold them there”
She was good. She did.
“Are you ready?” I asked
“Yes Master” She replied
I went to stand in front of her but to one slightly to one side; I lowered my right hand and placed it over her shaven cunt. I extended my second finger and pushed it straight into her.
Yes she was ready as my finger had no resistance and she was quite wet. I pulled my finger out and held it up in front of her face.
“Lick it clean” I said.
Without hesitation her tongue came out and her mouth closed eagerly around my finger, it was soon clean.
I then lowered my hand again and once again pushed my finger deep inside her. Moved it around, to which there was a slight quickening of her breathing, I think and know she was starting to enjoy it.
I pulled my finger out, raised it and placed it into my mouth and sucked on it. I took it out and told her “Yes you taste nice today”
I then lowered my hand again but waited before I touched her.
“How many days is it since my last visit?”
“Six Master” was the reply.
“Count them out!”
“Master please may I have my first!”
I pulled my hand back and took a swipe straight towards her cunt.
“One Master, please my I have my second”
Again I pulled my hand back and again hit her squarely on her cunt.
This was carried out in the same manner until all six hand been given
(I’m not certain if she likes it or not when I go away for 6 weeks, but I know it makes my hand hurt)
I stepped away from her and told her to get on her hands and knees, with her buttocks held high in the air.
It was a wonderful sight, her blouse still on, her skirt up around her waist, and her suspenders framing her nice white twin cheeks of her bottom.
I took up a position where I stood over her, my legs either side of her waist, facing towards her white globes of flesh. I raised my hands to above my head, and with all my might brought both hands down onto those twin white globes.
I moved away from her and said “ I can’t wait for those hand prints to show up in red, and take some photos, get up”
She looked good still with her skirt above her waist and her panties still held in place at her knees.
I now wanted her to strip off and had a small game of chance for us to play. Before we could begin she had to waddle to the side board and opened a drawer, reached in and took a box. In the box were a collection of elastic/rubber bands. Some were attached to bits of wood and some were attached to metal, the rest were loose.
She chose three. These were to be the “weapons”
She also took out a dice.
As she was wearing 4 items of clothing then each number was given a number as below.
1= 1 2 3 4 5
2 = 6 7 8 9 10
3= 11 12 13 14 15
4 = 16 17 18 19 20
5 = 21 22 23 24 25
6 = 26 27 28 29 30.
Each item of clothing and one for love was awarded a place, within the chart.
So Blouse was Column 1, Skirt was Column 2, Bra was Column 3, and Panties was Column 4. Best was Column 5 as it was for love.
She then chose an item of clothing to take off.
“Please Master may I take off my panties?”
As they were half way down her legs it was quite logical and so I agreed. She bent down and took them off.
She then took one of the “weapons” from the tree she had chosen. The thick rubber band by itself was chosen.
Her next move was to pick up the dice and rolled it on the coffee table.
She threw a 4. Which meant that she was to receive 19 TWANGS?
I sat down in an arm chair, she stood in front of me and handed the rubber band. Her cunt was just in front of my face. I took the rubber band held up my left hand raising my first finger and thumb, I held the band around the two digits and took the bit farthest away and with my right hand pulled it towards me.
I then placed my left hand up against her cunt, pulled the band back and let go. Twang. As it hit her cunt. She counted out ONE, 18 to go. I pulled back the band again slightly moved my fingers to get another area and continued until all 19 Twangs were delivered
I then asked “ Next item slave”
She chose skirt, picked up the dice and rolled a 5, that meant 22 twangs and the weapon she chose was a miniature catapult with quite thick rubber. This was going to hurt, but it was her choice after all.
Having thrown a 3 for her blouse and another 4 for her bra, there was only one throw left.
The one she did for the love of it.
Was she lucky or unlucky? She threw a six.
At last she was naked and awaiting the next episode.
To be continued.
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The continuation
She was standing now in front of me as I sat in an armchair.
She is 38 years old, shoulder length black hair, quite nice breasts of 36 C cup, a reasonably tight stomach ( I make certain that she goes to the gym) a pleasant width of her hips framed by the black suspender belt, a rather glowing pubic mound, after the twangs she had received, and nicely shaped legs covered in black stockings. Her arms were folded behind her back.
I arose from the chair and moved to her. She knew that she was not allowed to move. The body was there for me to run my hands over it. Touching her tits and pulling on her nipples, lifting them both up at the same time. Not a sound did she make as I held both of them between thumb and forefinger and she went onto tiptoe as well to take the strain.
I moved round behind her and put my hands on her shoulders and although I do not have long nails sc****d them down her shoulder blades.
My hands then went around her front I raised them and brought them down onto her thighs.
I liked this girl.
She is a good girl that is why I spank her, but if she was naughty I would have to beat her.
She stared straight ahead awaiting instructions.
“Go to the drawer, get out both the wrist and ankle cuffs, and put them on. Get out 4 lengths of rope, and a ball of string. I will also require the nipple clamps and all your clothes pegs (Americans read Clothes pins)”
She moved immediately whilst replying “Yes Master”
Now we men are not very good at finding the correct spot on a women’s body, hence why so many women have a ring or stud in their clitoris so that we men can find it.
So before she climbed onto the table she was invited to put the nipple clamps either side of her clitoris.
It makes my work so much easier.
In a short space of time she was nicely tied down to the dining room table, both arms and legs secured at each corner.
She looked good.
I took the ball of string and some clothes pegs. Unravelling a short length of string I took the clothes peg tied the end of the string to the peg, and let the rest fall away.
I then took that one peg and as she had laid out a marker for me, i.e. the nipple clamps I was easily able to find her cunt lips and pulling at one side nearest the clamp placed, with a nice bit of flesh in it, placed the first peg on her cunt.
This continued with a total of 4 pegs each securing flesh and string[O1] down one side of her cunt lips. A small loop and back up the other side.
The string was then run out to about a yard (Proper Imperial measurements here) and cut off and laid to rest on the table between her out stretched legs.
To make certain my handy work was well in place I ran my hand over the whole of the pegs. She let out soft whimpers.
To add a bit of spice I pulled at the chain between the nipple clamps. It is surprising how far they can be pulled without letting go of the flesh. I then went to the drawer took out a table fork, and had a few little jabs at her clitoris that was framed by the clamps. I think she liked it because she let out some murmurings.
I then took another peg secured the end of the string around it and moved to her arm nearest me. I took hold of a piece of flesh by her wrist and attached the peg to the flesh. Taking the string I traced it along her arm towards her elbow and secured another peg taking in flesh and the string.
Where the string lay close to the forearm I attached half a dozen pegs along it, each taking in both string and flesh. I then ran the string out so it went up the rest of her arm, down towards her breast, left a bit of spare down her stomach past her hips down her legs and then let a load of spare string for a couple of yards, and cut it. I would need a new piece for the other arm.
Just to keep her happy and show she had not been forgotten I had a run of my hand over the pegs on her cunt and a pull of the chain, and a couple of gentle jabs with the fork.
What I had done with the left arm I did the same with the right arm. Had a little play with the pegs on her cunt and a pull of the clamps.
I next extended the string from elbow to armpit pinching the flesh and string on both arms.
By this time she had closed her eyes and was concentrating on the pain that was in her arms and her cunt. Wake up time I think and the string that was attached to the pegs on her cunt was laying on the table, I took it and without any warning, very sharply pulled it whilst turning away. The pegs flew they were one second gripping the lips of her cunt the next laying all over the floor.
Whilst on the table she let out a scream, and pulled at her bonds on both legs and arms.
I thought she required a little relief so put a couple of fingers into her cunt and moved them around inside her. She appeared to like it as she squirmed against it and her bonds.
With my fingers inside her I then rubbed my thumb onto her clitoris. What she did not see was my other hand taking the chain between the two clamps. Suddenly a scream a wrench of her whole body as I pulled both clamps off at the same time.
I then withdrew my fingers and placed them in front of her mouth. Without any hesitation she licked them clean and sucked on them when I pushed them into her mouth.
But work to do and a lot more pegs to place on her body. The string was wound around her breasts even onto her nipples bringing the string into the centre of her body.
Now that I knew where it was I took the nipple clamps and placed them not at each side of her clitoris but above and below, and placed all the pegs back onto her cunt lips. I had to pick them off the floor myself as she was unavailable.
I finished off putting pegs on her right the way down her body and down onto her thighs taking the string both over and down the fleshy part above the top of her stockings. Then right down her calf to her ankle until there was no real flesh to pinch.
Another play with the pegs on her cunt and then pegged the other side of her body.
Finished. I must admit she did look good arms and legs well spread out and secured. A wonderful twin line of pegs running down her arms, over and round her breasts, down her tight stomach and then down her legs, with the spare string hanging loose off the table. The group of pegs around her cunt also looked nice as well.
I was very happy with my handy work.
Eventually I took hold of one of the pieces of string, and asked.
“What do you want? Fast or slow”
There was a moments silence as she knew that one of the pieces of string would just be ripped off, and the other slowly peg by hurting peg eased away from her body.
Being the nice person I was giving the chance of which she wanted first. Intense get it over with pain or slow one at a time pain.
At last she spoke, “Slowly please Master” and breathed a sigh.
I took hold of the string running up the right side of her body and slowly, gently started to wind the string into a ball. The first peg took the strain and she took a deep breath as the peg moved slowly up the flesh and giving up its hold on her as the second peg started to take the strain as well.
The first popped off and the second one was giving up its flesh. As slowly I pulled on the string. It was going to take some time and each one was putting her in agony. At the top of her thighs I stopped, as her cunt required to be played with and without warning ripped the string with the pegs on, off her cunt. A shriek flew out of her mouth and she tried to pull herself out of her bindings, but they held her firmly to the table.
I thought she may like a bit of comfort around her cunt and brought my hand down onto it half a dozen times.
Once again I took the string and slowly started to wind in the string again, pulling one peg at a time, each one bringing a slight whimper from her.
By now I had reached her breast and as there is more flesh to grab here the pegs were a little harder to pull, also the area was quite tender as well.
I had made a circle around her breast with a loop going into the middle and one peg grabbing hold of her nipple; I gently pulled and could see the nipple being extended as the peg gripped as it reached the top of her nipple I stopped. It is after all hard work heaving on ropes all day.
I lay the growing ball of string down and without warning pushed two fingers straight into her cunt, and moved my fingers around deep inside her. I think she liked it as the murmurings became groans and she pulled at the bindings.
Her cunt had for a while now been left naked so I reattached the clamps and the pegs. It was I noted starting to look a little red around her cunt, but I still continued to put them in place.
Once again I took up the ball of string and slowly started to make the ball grow bigger, and the pegs slowly were popping off from her arms, until the very last one remained. It stayed there.
You could see down her body where each individual peg had left its mark and the pattern looked very nice. I was well pleased with my handy work. Weather or nor she is a different matter.
So I now had one side of her body free of everything and had a nice feel of her tits again squeezing the nipple and even going down and having a suck on it, but as my mouth left making certain that my teeth bit into it and pulled on it.
Onward, and there was a nice line of pegs all ready to be pulled away from her body. They had by this time been on there for some time and had started to become individual bits of pain biting into her flesh.
I also realised that she was going to let out one enormous great scream when I pulled them off. The easiest way was to stuff something into her mouth. The easiest piece of material was her panties that she had just taken off. I picked them up turned them so the bit of material that had been nearest her cunt was exposed and this was pushed into her waiting open mouth. She left the mark on them so she was only getting her own back. Her mouth was stuffed.
To delay it a little longer I had another run over the tops of the pegs attached to her cunt , and a little pull on the clamps, and just for good measure got the fork and went all around her pubic area, with jabs.
The time had come. I took the string in my right hand, and took the strain; the first peg was holding the flesh.
Without and further warning I pulled the string with my right hand then my left doing a hand over hand grabbing at the fast moving string. The pegs flew all over as they were ripped from her body. The gag was doing a great job of muffling the sound of her screams. She fought against her bindings her body pulling this way and that. The line was getting smaller when almost without warning the last peg came flying over my shoulder. I moved up to her and there were tears running from her eyes, her breathing was heavy but slowly calming down. And as it was presented to me I played with her newly exposed breast. I sat down letting her feast on her pain, and waited for calm to be returned to the room.
Sitting there it was a mess there were pegs all over the table and the floor, they had spread all around the room, but there as pretty as a picture lying secured to the table one woman who had just had an orgasm.
Once everything had calmed down, I went to the table where her feet were, and taking a chair sat facing her cunt with the pegs and clamps attached.
I looked at it and liked what I saw. Moving my hand I took hold of the string and slowly started pulling, as the pegs one by one slowly came away.
Next were the clamps as I took the chain but just pulled one side at a time until at last that lay on the table.
There spread out in front of me just a few inches from my face was a nice hot juicy cunt. Her legs were spread, her arms held tight. One thing that I do love is licking cunt. Drinking from the hairy cup. See my Galleries.
I leaned forward and indulged myself in her gift to me.
After I had enjoyed myself, I undid her and let her up from the table. All that exertion had made me very thirsty so it was time for a nice cup of tea.
Slave clean up everything put it all away and tell me when you are ready for to start with the tea.
Now the making of the tea is something else, but that will have to be a blog by itself.
I sat down and started to read the paper.
10 years ago
