Her Weekend Part 1 - Sex Stories

Her Weekend Part 1

... for help into his ball gag. I had been planning this weekend for months, but this was more fun than I could have imagined. I knew it would be fun and stress relieving to take my anger out on him, but this was beyond anything I could ever hope for. He never dedicates time to be, but now here he is in unthinkable pain and forced to whatever I want and I get ALL of his time. I can’t contain the smile on my face. His Perspective “SO MUCH PAIN!!! ARRGGGHHHH!” I am begging for her to stop and let me up... I would do anything to just stop the pain…..OWWWWW If she could hear me...would she stop??...perhaps maybe she is ignoring me. Sooo much pain…..hard to think straight...my mind is whirling….I can feel my balls being smashed and so many sharp pieces piercing them. So much pain….God help me please…. I felt her grab my cock and stroke it. I tried...tried so hard to focus on her touch on my cock...it provided some nice relief to the constant pain in my nipples and balls...it was like an island...and island of pleasure...and island of refuge from the pain...Focus...Focus on her hand stroking my cock….relief came with that focus...a thought flashed across my mind floating above the pain… ”I will get through this…” The relief was brief. She stopped stroking my cock with her hand still wrapped around my member. The relief was fading...FOCUS...FOCUS…. Then while struggling to focus on her hand around my cock, a searing pain seeming to come directly in the center of my cock. I have never ...

... felt anything like this...the pain was indescribable....I couldn’t tell what she was doing...I couldn’t tell anything...why would she do this?... so much pain...again and again the pain in my cock...what was she doing….why...OWWWW….GODDDD….. Her Perspective “Don’t you love being my slave?” I asked him while I shoved the drill bit in and out of his pisshole. I was fairly confident it would fit and with me stroking him a bit to attention, I was able to shove it in without much work. I could tell the sharp edges were doing wonders on his piss tube because it was starting to bleed a bit. I wonder how much pain he can take? That is a question for me to find out. As I continue to roughly work the drill bit in and out of his hole, it was almost like playing a musical instrument. After about 10 minutes, I could pretty much make him scream or moan at my whim just by moving the drill bit just right. I finally asked him, “Are you ready to come for me?” He adamantly shook his head. I teased with, “Is your poor little cock even going to work after this?” He again adamantly shook his head. “Do you remember the second rule?” , I asked. You could tell he was confused. I spurred his memory by getting a slightly bigger drill bit and shoving it down his cock. He squealed like a pig. I continued with “Rule number 2 states you can’t cum without permission and you HAVE to cum when told to.” “I want you to cum for me in the next 15 minutes else you will be punished even more. Luckily for you, I will ...