Pain slut - second half - Sex Stories

Pain slut - second half

... stand no more, then he used the vibrator on my clit to bring me to the edge of orgasm, then stop. He moved down to my cunt and hooked a weight on each of my labia rings. Then he went back to using the vibrator on my clit ring. He would add more weight to my labias until I felt that they must be stretched out a foot. He nudged them so that they would swing after he added weight. He began again with the vibrator on my clit ring and soon I had a crushing orgasm.

Chapter 6 – too much

Another session was when my Dom had my arms again strapped into his apparatus and my ankles were suspended from the ceiling with ropes. He had my legs pulled up so that my torso was parallel to the ground and most of my weight was suspended by my ankle straps. My legs were splayed apart as far as they could go. He connected my two labia rings to bindings that were around my upper thighs and stretched them out as far open as he could manage to pull my cunt lips apart. I was laying there, suspending in the air, with my dripping cunt wide open and begging to be assaulted.

He left my clit ring unchained. It was swollen and throbbing, as if it had a mind of its own, as to how and when it would be molested. My head was at an angle where I could only see the ceiling, so I was unaware of what might come next, and this anticipation made my crotch tingle with anticipation.

I heard my Dom digging around for something, then I detected that he found the device he wanted. He touched my breasts with ...

... some kind of strap, like a wide, leather belt, and teased me with it. Then he stepped between my spread legs. Nothing happened for a long moment, then I felt the air move as his arm rose up and quickly snapped downward. I felt the hard sting of that leather strap land directly on my stretched open cunt. The searing pain caught me by surprise, and I screamed in agony. I felt his arm rise again and another blow struck my exposed clit. He flogged me mercilessly with this strap until I was in pure agony. The pleasure I might have received from the leather was masked by the severity of the pain it caused. I began to scream and cry and begged him to stop. He finally did. Then he lowered my legs and unbound me. This was a short session. I did not speak. I found my clothes, got dressed, and quickly left. He was sad that I did not stay the night. I just couldn’t. My Dom had gone too far.

Chapter 7 – Taken from behind

I will have to admit that the intense pain and lack of pleasure that my Dom inflicted on me during my last Saturday with him caused me to re-evaluate my situation. I was voluntarily acting as his slave and submitted to his will. But I did not have to be a volunteer. I still had free will. I showed up at his door the following Saturday with trepidation. Not knowing if my Dom would punish me for leaving early last week or would feel contrite for inflicting too much pain.

I knocked on his door and began to undress outside. He opened the door and said “stop. You do not ...