Tawnya's Training, Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Tawnya's Training, Chapter 3

... from pushing the invaders out, but I managed to keep them in. Finally Master stopped pumping as it became harder and harder for him to squeeze the bulbs of the toys. Master moved around, but my mind was focussed on what was happening to my cunt and asshole. I had never felt so full in my life! The deep recesses of my cunt and asshole had been expanded and the deep pressure Master had applied remained. It was incredible! To shake me from my focus, he grabbed the chain attached to my nipples and yanked on it hard once before continuing with short staccato jerks, not gentle, each one greeted with a yelp, whimper or scream from me. As If all this wasn't enough to drive me out of my mind, Master started to rub my clit, really rub it hard. It didn't take long for my orgasm to build. An inflatable plug in my cunt and ass, my clamped tits being tormented and my clit being rubbed like he was trying to get rid of it. There was no slow teasing build-up of a climax, it was simply like I hit a wall, it crashed over me before I realized it was coming. As I crested and began the crash, Master cruelly took his fingers off my clit, rapidly deflated the occupants in my cunt and anus, and stopped yanking on the chain attached to my nipples. As my orgasm raged through me and I was denied the stimulus I craved, I screamed and flailed around the bed in a panick to feel some sort of stimulation, someting touching my clit, my cunt, or my tits. The void I was in was unhinging... I was quite out ...

... of my mind. I uttered a string of primevil screams that subsided to wimpers as I slowly recovered from a bizarre climax. I laid on the bed panting and trembling and babbling incoherently. "You should feel lucky that I let you cum whore," he said. "But now how do you plan to repay me for my kindness?" "Anything, Master, anything" I said weakly. I didn't have the strength left to resist and bound as I was, I couldn't have if I did. I was completely exposed and helpless and he could do whatever he chose to me with no resistance whatsoever. "Very well then" he said. He picked up a leather tawse, a short twin-tailed slapper about sixteen inches in length andvery evil looking. He began b slowly trailing the enddown between my bound tits and rubbing it over them, then down my belly and over my sopping cunt. I moaned as he teased me, knowing he wouldn't stop with just teasing. And I was right. He trailed the tawse down my body a couple times then drew it back and whipped my left tit with it. He didn't hit it hard, I'm sure, but with it already bound, bulging, and tight, it didn't take a hard strike to have a devastating effect. I bucked and screamed as my tit ignited. He repeated with the right tit with similar results. He sat back for a moment and let me calm down. I was panting and moaning shaking my head back and forth trying to clear it. Then he began again - slapping my tits, then my belly, and finally slapping my cunt with the tawse in rapid, unceasing succession. I screamed, ...