The Past Remembered

She held her breath as she looked at the horse. Even with his fingers in and on her, she could not remove her eyes from this most formidable of torture devices. She knew its history well enough. Yet, for its original, intended purpose, the woman would not be alive once she had ridden the horse. The modern day variation provided the pain, but left the subslut well intact for her Master’s continued use.

As Lacey stepped forward, she could well see the stiff, harsh carpeted material on the front of the horse. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this was meant to rub her clit raw, until she was begging for relief. The sandpaper on the other side would be certain to add a new dimension of pain to her tender ass as she was slid over that part. But how often and how fast would he slid her on the horse?

With every ounce of strength within her, she did not raise her eyes towards her Master. She kept her gaze on the floor as she neared the “horse”. It was quite high – she doubted her feet would touch the ground at all.

Lacey grabbed the front wooden section, and heaved herself up slightly. As gracefully as possible, she swung her leg over the top, then tried to settle on the rounded point. She felt it crush the delicate flesh of her cunt as it pushed into her. Instinctively, she stretched her feet towards the ground, only to discover that just her toes touched the cool, stone floor. Normally, she would have been afforded an opportunity to try to lift herself from the dreaded device by use of her feet. However, this seemed not to be. Already she felt the flesh of cunt being crushed and bruised, and the desire to scream out in pain had to be held in check.

She tried to lift herself with her hands in an effort to settle herself, but as soon as she settle back down, the horse bit into her tender flesh yet again. Attempting to ignore the pain that was consuming her, she slowly raised her arms above her hear, her eyes studying the end of the horse with the carpet awaiting to give her further agony.

She felt the cuffs placed around each wrist, then heard the chains as they were pulled and then attached to her cuffs. Her toes were straining against the floor, attempting to take off some of the weight that was crushing her cunt against the horse. Maybe once he had the cuffs secured? Maybe she could use that as leverage? But she doubted it. That wouldn’t be “playing nice”. And she knew she was expected to “play nice.”

“Ready slut? Ready to take the horse for ride?” She could hear the smile in his voice, even though she didn’t look at his face.

“Yes, Master,” she trembled. Already she could feel her body breaking out in a sweat.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

"Lift yourself my slut. Raise up on your hands before I cuff your wrists."

When you've lowered your arms and obeyed me, my fingers pinch both of your pussy lips and pull them to the sides fully opening and bearing your slit to the Horse.

"Now back down again my painwhore."

Again you obey, gingerly, and then one at time I cuff each of your arms. Two cranks are turned to lower the legs of the Horse just a bit. By straining the balls of your feet just barely touch the hard, cold floor taking the slightest bit of your weight off of your cunt and slit.

I walk over to a pair of doors in the wall that open both fully. The doors are lined with flogger after flogger of all types and materials. Some are wide leather, some are thin leather, others are rubber again wide and thin, there are what look like aluminum foil floggers and there are whips that are coiled and on rods and there are even floggers with different thicknesses of chain for tails.

Arrayed on shelves along the wall inside the closet are many, many items. Some designed to give pain and some pleasure. All are just waiting to be chosen and used by a Master or Mistress on their sluts and slaves.

My head turns and looking back at you I say, "Well my Lacyslut you disobeyed me and now, as you know will suffer for it. However, I am a thoughtful one and will take into consideration not just the aroused state you were in, but also what you were experiencing at the time.
"So my Lacyslut I've decided to flog you front and back and then when you're properly ‘warmed up' I will use this on you."

Reaching to one door a flogger with medium wide tails is chosen and reaching to a shelf a black cylinder with a long electric cord is lifted.

"Have you ever heard of a "Violet Wand" My Lacyslut," I ask as I plug in the cord and unroll it as I walk back to your side.
 
Her pussy lips were burning with the initial pain of being pressed painfully into the smooth wood. Lacey tried to keep herself lifted by raising on her toes or pulling up on her arms, but these soon tired and she was forced back down on the horse.

As he opened doors, exposing the various items for pain or pleasure, she felt her heart race. She could tell that, with very little effort, a slave could have their skin shredded from their backs. Even though in the back of her mind Lacey knew a Master or Mistress would never want to permanently damage their slave, the thought was enough to instill rigid attention and respect.

When she saw the flogger, Lacey’s heart began to race – but whether from anticipation of pleasure or pain, she couldn’t say. Then she saw it. The “wand”. She knew in certain hands it could be an instrument of delightful pleasure. In other hands, it could be a torture device. Although never having seen it firsthand, Lacey had heard of girls being branded with a violet wand, and she shivered.

As her Master approached, Lacey sucked in her breath, and began to squirm. She tugged at the wrist restraints, hoping to find some slack. Yet, none was given. The intense pain on her pussy was forgotten temporarily as her eyes were glued to both flogger and “wand”.

“Yes, I’ve heard of it….Sir.”
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

Bending, I plug the wand into a wall socket and then pick up two things from the shelf. A large bundle of mylar strips with a metal cap on the end and something that resembles a metal pencil.

I cross to you and set the pencil on an adjacent bench and push the metal cap into the Wand. Not it looks like a mylar pom-pom. Then it too is laid on the bench.

Turning to you, "Very good my slut and painwhore, then you'll have an idea of what's in store for you, later.
"Now it's time to begin your punishment for disobeying me."

My hand raises the flogger to your lips. "Kiss it slut and ask it to teach you that you must always obey me. You will then beg me, your Owner, to teach you to be an obedient slut and slave."
 
Through her pain, Lacey watched his movements. Yes, she indeed knew what he was preparing for, and her heart froze in terror. Perhaps, if she followed his every directive and took her punishment well, he might well forget the electrical toy on the bench. Or grant her a reprieve.

Suddenly the strips of the flogger were in front of her face, the scent of leather filling her senses. Leaning forward, trying to ignore the pain jolting through her body as she did so, she kissed the fall of the flogger, her heart suddenly racing.

Her eyes on the strips of leather in front of her, Lacey spoke evenly. “May this instrument my Owner has chosen teach me that I am to be obedient to his every word and gesture.”

Lacey lowered her eyes to the horse and turned her head in her Owner’s general direction. Taking a deep breath, she shuddered slightly.

“Please, Master, teach this disobedient slut to obey you in all things. Please give me the punishment I so much deserve to learn to be your slave.”

She held her breath and closed her eyes. And waited.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

"Well done slut. Your punishment will now begin. I will tell you where I intend to strike and you, slut, will put that area on display and prominantly so the tails have full access to the area.
"I will begin with your upper back slut. Now."

You leaned forward arching your back and hung your head so all was available to the flogger's bite.
*SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!*
It worked it's way down your back leaving red stripes and welts behind after each strike of the myriad tails on your tender flesh.

From your shoulders to just before your kidney area was stripped and welted and then I said, "Your ass slut. Now."
 
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Not the Story

This was not the story that I was looking for but gosh Sexy chele and phoenix prime are great 2 gether I just kept reading and reading then I had 2 cum back 2 reality I sure hope I don't lose this Thanks 4 a great afternoon!!!!!:heart:
 
OOC to laurab:

Why thank you so very much. *s* You're kind words spur me, and I'm sure us, on since we know others are enjoying what we're writing. Hope it left you in a 'suitable' state when you'd finished reading. *wicked lil grin*
If you're interested in joining the story why not ask chele about it as I don't mind at all.
PP
 
SexyChele said:
Through her pain, Lacey watched his movements. Yes, she indeed knew what he was preparing for, and her heart froze in terror. Perhaps, if she followed his every directive and took her punishment well, he might well forget the electrical toy on the bench. Or grant her a reprieve.

Suddenly the strips of the flogger were in front of her face, the scent of leather filling her senses. Leaning forward, trying to ignore the pain jolting through her body as she did so, she kissed the fall of the flogger, her heart suddenly racing.

Her eyes on the strips of leather in front of her, Lacey spoke evenly. “May this instrument my Owner has chosen teach me that I am to be obedient to his every word and gesture.”

Lacey lowered her eyes to the horse and turned her head in her Owner’s general direction. Taking a deep breath, she shuddered slightly.
Nice work Ya'll--Michael

“Please, Master, teach this disobedient slut to obey you in all things. Please give me the punishment I so much deserve to learn to be your slave.”

She held her breath and closed her eyes. And waited.
 
OOC:

Why thanks for the kind words Michael. *s* I know Chele will be pleased too when she reads them.
Real Time has claimed her but she'll be back soon and we'll pick up where we left off.
I hope you continue to enjoy our stories and if so give us a vote why don't ya. *s
PP
 
OOC: Goodness! I am so totally flattered, Laurab and Michael42! Thank you both for your comments, they are greatly appreciated! I do gotta admit that Phoenix Prime is a truly, uh, inspiring co-writer. His imagination is a pleasure to "play" against.



She felt each stroke of the flogger on her back, and fought the urge to scream out in agony. She bit her lip to the point where she tasted her own blood, and tears welled in her eyes, yet she managed with only muffled cries. Her punishment couldn't last long - or could it?

At last she felt the final stroke of suede against her back, and she realized she had been holding her breath. She let her hair fall back into place, the stings against her flesh biting into every move. She groaned, while at the same time, she felt the rush her body produced whenever she had received a flogging.

It was then that she felt the wood cut more deeply into the tender flesh of her sex. Crying out at the harshness between her thighs, she wished only to be allowed to rise up and receive relief. Yet, she knew that the relief would be short-lived - if she were allowed any at all.

His words drove into her brain, and it took her a moment to understand what he had said. A sharp smack to lower back brought her back into reality, and she agonized at what she had to do.

Looking at her situation, Lacey leaned forward and placed her hands on the "pony" in front of her. Gingerly, her pussy rebelling at every move, she leaned forward, a grimace crossing her face. Her ass was raised off of the wood, but the price was the crushing force of her clit being sandwiched between her body and the unyielding wood.

Before she could dwell on it further, she felt the first sharp smack cross the tender flesh of her ass, and she cried out involuntarily. She tried to suck in her lip once more, but the next blow came too soon, and she was once again reduced to crying out her pain tinged with a hint of pleasure.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

As you grip the chain on your wrist cuffs and lean forward to present you ass for it's flogging, I watch as your breasts move to hang away from your chest thinking, ' I may have you stay that way when I do them slut instead of upright and pushing them out. I'll have to think about it." Then I swing the flogger.

Over and over I lash your ass and watch it grow redder and redder. Moving allows me to adjust where the tips of the tails strike and that lets me be sure that even the cleft of your ass and the bottoms of your puffy, full, shaven pussy lips feels their bite and sting.

I smile as you rock forward each time the flogger lands knowing how it's effecting your clit and cunt's mouth as you slide on the slick wood.

When, finally, your ass is a uniform red from top to as far down as your position permits I stop.

My free hand cups one cheek at a time and squeezes. Squeezes hard enough for my fingers and thumb to sink into your tight muscle, then I let go and lightly caress to feel the heat I've caused. Your position even lets me tease your tight, crinkled asshole. My, my what a reaction that causes.

I know it's sinking deeply into you, the heat, the pain and the pleasure. It's easy to tell as I watch you rocking on the Horse and sliding a bit on it on your own.

"Belly Lacyslut. Now," and I stop playing with and teasing your ass.

Now your cunt's mouth and your tight asshole will bear your full weight.
 
Incredibly Great Stuff

I have already voted on this thread but I love reading the way it is written /You can write to me anytime I would even consider serving you sir / madam :rose: :heart: :kiss:
 
Laurab - thank you so much for your kind words! Words such as yours makes us all want to be better at what we do. Thank you, again!

Her ass was burning, the heat white hot. He had not gone easy with the flogger, and the skin on her ass cheeks felt like sandpaper had been applied. As he toyed with her asshole, Lacey couldn't help but groan in the midst of the pain searing her brain.

She felt the wood of the "horse" on her pubic bone, and even that heightened her sense of intense feeling - mixture of pleasure and pain.

His words barely sank into her brain, but she knew she had to respond quickly to him or the consequences would be greater. Tenderly she rocked backwards on the thin wood, and yelped involuntarily. Her cunt and ass were taking the major points of weight, and pain coursed through her mind and body until she was conscious of nothing else. She pulled with her arms, and tried to push up with her toes, but her muscles had weakened from the onslaught of her flogging, and they failed her. She felt as though her body slammed into the wood and grimaced at the pain once again.

Leaning back, she looked down at the whiteness of her belly, and knew it would soon bear the red sripes of the lash. The heat that now coursed through her ass would soon be rising from her belly as well. Lacey felt that familiar aching for pain mixed with pleasure, and steadied herself as best she could.

Without looking up into his eyes, she murmured respectfuly, "Your slave is ready, Master."


OOC: It is good to have you back with us, PP! Glad to see you once more on the boards!
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

OOC: I went through "withdrawl" I was gone for so long Chele. *LOL* Very, very happy to be back with you again luscious one. *ss
BTW, who chopped off the head of the lovely woman in your ava? *LMAO*

IC:
I stood watching as you move to the required position so your belly was presented for punishment. The look of pain on your face as your weight drove your cunt's mouth and asshole to the hard wood made my cock jump in anticipation for eventually I'd fuck you in every place you had to fuck and those two holes would be amoung the first, sore or not.

The tails of the flogger were lightly trailed over your belly tickling as they caressed. I watched as the muscles twitched and jumped involuntarily and chuckled a low and perhaps menacing chuckle. Up your body they move so they also caressed your breasts and hard nipples surrounded by their pucked areolae.

A smile appeared as I watched you trying to restrain yourself and not slide your cunt and asshole on the hard wood. I knew that now you were crossing that line and were finding where the pain and pleasure blended together driving the pleasure higher and higher as you experienced more and more of both.

Without warning the flogger flew backward and then forward. With a loud, echoing *SPLAT!* the tails drew lines of fire across your taut belly.

As you lurched and sucked in a breath to scream, they again flew back and hissed as they cut through the air to land across a lower section of belly driving the air from your lungs before you could give voice to the scream.

Once more I drew back the flogger, but this time I hesitated. Hesitated to let you feel the full sensations of the two flogger kisses, so you could see the red welts growing and realize that I was moving closer and closer to your shaven mons, pussy lips and clit.
 
OOC: Yes, I've gone through a bit of "withdrawal" myself - but I think we can each get back into the swing of things quickly enough! My AV does look headless, doesn't she? Well, at least her ass is in plain sight - that might be enough to satisfy most men, no? JUST JOKING, GUYS! :)

IC:

As the first two "kisses" of the flogger struck Lacey's belly, her mind lost all sense of reason. Her belly was taut, with less fat on her ass, and the sting was sharp and deep. The marks blazed red against her fair skin. The bite of the leather felt like tiny razors striking her skin.

Her ass and cunt were on fire, yet she had no other option but to slide them against the rough, unforgiving wood of the "pony". Each movement drove pain deeper into her mind, making her squirm to attempt to relieve the pain.

Yet, instead of the third strike, he stopped. Lacey took a deep breath, and the sting of the flogger's tips eased and a warmth spread throughout her belly. The warmth was pleasant, and mixed with the pain from her cunt and ass aroused a conflict within her mind that she had not felt in a long time.

Slowly, Lacey looked down at her belly again. The strips began just above her belly button - that must have been the first strike. The next set lay just below her belly button, just above her mons. Fear grasped her mind - the next lay of the flogger would be on the tender skin just above her pussy, and the sting would be tremendous! She wanted to look up, to look into his eyes and beg and plead, but she knew the rules, and that would be forbidden, unless he directed her to do so. To look him in the eyes and beg for mercy might elicit even more - and worse punishment than she was now undergoing.

She could hear the word echoing in her mind, but she wasn't aware that she had actually said anything until she heard the word resounding back to her - "Please, Master...." She held her breath, hoping he had not heard, or if he had that he would think she was simply trying to submit to him.

Lacey tried to clench her thighs against the pony, as her hands grabbed her restraints. And she waited.....
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

"Please my slut? Please what? More lashes to give you more pain to embrace? Pain that's making your whore's cunt drool onto the Devil's Horse and make it nice and slick for you to slide on?
"Very well as you wish my lil painwhore."

The tails hiss evilly as the slice through the air. *Splat!* They impact at the very top of your mons, just above the apex of your pussy's slit.

I draw the tails slowly over the stripes in a soft caress before flicking them over my shoulder again as I watch and listen to you.

'I think just below those luscious, heaving breasts for the next stroke. That should surprise her nicely and then the tops of her shaven lips after that.' I think to myself as I smile at your screams, pleas and movements, some in pain but not all of them I know.
 
And what am i sposed to say yto this I LOVE PAIN i AM TURNED ON BY WHAT I AM READING

SexyChele said:
OOC: Yes, I've gone through a bit of "withdrawal" myself - but I think we can each get back into the swing of things quickly enough! My AV does look headless, doesn't she? Well, at least her ass is in plain sight - that might be enough to satisfy most men, no? JUST JOKING, GUYS! :)

IC:

As the first two "kisses" of the flogger struck Lacey's belly, her mind lost all sense of reason. Her belly was taut, with less fat on her ass, and the sting was sharp and deep. The marks blazed red against her fair skin. The bite of the leather felt like tiny razors striking her skin.

Her ass and cunt were on fire, yet she had no other option but to slide them against the rough, unforgiving wood of the "pony". Each movement drove pain deeper into her mind, making her squirm to attempt to relieve the pain.

Yet, instead of the third strike, he stopped. Lacey took a deep breath, and the sting of the flogger's tips eased and a warmth spread throughout her belly. The warmth was pleasant, and mixed with the pain from her cunt and ass aroused a conflict within her mind that she had not felt in a long time.

Slowly, Lacey looked down at her belly again. The strips began just above her belly button - that must have been the first strike. The next set lay just below her belly button, just above her mons. Fear grasped her mind - the next lay of the flogger would be on the tender skin just above her pussy, and the sting would be tremendous! She wanted to look up, to look into his eyes and beg and plead, but she knew the rules, and that would be forbidden, unless he directed her to do so. To look him in the eyes and beg for mercy might elicit even more - and worse punishment than she was now undergoing.

She could hear the word echoing in her mind, but she wasn't aware that she had actually said anything until she heard the word resounding back to her - "Please, Master...." She held her breath, hoping he had not heard, or if he had that he would think she was simply trying to submit to him.

Lacey tried to clench her thighs against the pony, as her hands grabbed her restraints. And she waited.....
 
OOC:

To this slightly sadistic Master there's nothing better that a painslut who knows and revels in it for the ultimate pleasure it'll bring her.
Thank you Laurab. *s*
 
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