The Past Remembered

As the lashes struck her mons, Lacey screamed out in surprised pain. As the lashes whispered gently across the area just struck, she felt the sting lessen into a pleasurable heat that swelled throughout her entire body. Moaning, her body seeking release and the desire to get away at the same time, she squirmed on the slick wood. Doing so, caused fingers of pleasurable pain to course through her pussy and ass, and once again her hands clenched the restraints holding her wrists pulling herself up to relieve the intensity of the feeling. However, her arms were now weak, her palms sweaty, and she could not hold on for long. The leather slipped through her grasp and she landed with a small thud and a groan onto the hard and unforgiving wood.

Tears seeped from her eyes – but whether from pain or pleasure, it was difficult for even Lacey to know. The two had become intertwined to the point of being one and indistinguishable. She knew she was close, oh so close, to entering that very special place that only few can testify to. That place where all feeling becomes pleasure, that feeling of flying on the wings of eagles and soaring above humanity. She was entering that place where her body would be used to bring pleasure to both through pain or not, and neither would she care. She would only crave, only want, only desire more.

As the lash whipped across her breasts, Lacey arched her back as though begging for more. Her breasts stung and the red lines appeared immediately. Lacey felt her nipples spark to life, protesting the assault. Her eyes fluttered shut, her body began to relax to take the lash, and pain turned her mind into that very special place, a place called “sub space.”
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

'Ahhh, she'd departed now. No matter what I do or she feels all she'll do is go deeper and deeper into subspace until her body's senations overload her brain's ability cope and then she'll black out until her mind's ready for more stimilus."

I take the necessary step and pinch a diamond hard nipple. Watching your face I slowly twist it and stretch it and the tit pulling and pulling as inchoerent babble mixes with moans, sighs and whimpers and your slowly forced to lean forward again my the pressure.

With a final twist it's released and the lovely big tit hangs free under you chest with it's twin. Moving before you as you hang in your leather suspension cuffs I take my place and swing the flogger again.

*Splat!* The myriad of tails strike the outside of your left tit and the tips curl under to bite the tender and sensitive underside.

Changing hands it's swung again and another *Splat!* fills the room along with a growing keening sound as you try to fuck yourself on the cunt juice coated and slick Devil's Horse.

A half step and *Splat* the inner swell of a tit is welted the tails meeting and cross the new welts under it and the keening gets louder and your hips move a little faster.

A steo the other way for a *Splat!* so the inner swell of the other side is now stripped and welted and they join underneath with the ones from the outside of the breast.

The keening grows yet louder and the sliding more frenzied.

I quickly set down the flogger and release both ankle cuffs. Standing both wrists are unclipped from the overhead fixture and I lift you bodily from the horse and carry you to a well padded area covered by pillows.

Gradually we lower until your straddling my hips. One of my hands presses your chest to hold you as the other places my cock at your cunt's mouth where the tips is kissed and kissed as it opens and closes and your juices flow to coat it and my hand.

In place now both hands move swiftly to your hips, grip them both and pull you down as my hips thrust upward to impale you on my hardness.

My cock head breaches your cunt and drives the walls apart as it goes deeper and deeper as your weight drives it into your wet velvet tunnel.

Your eyes fly open but don't see a thing. You're just a bundle of nerves and needs now. All you can see feel and want is to fuck the cock filling your slutty cunt to near bursting.

The keening changes to moans and cries, to words, disjointed ones like... fuck... cunt.... hard....more...deeper....wider between your moans and you lean forward put your hands on my chest and move your hips like a pile driver gone wild. Each movement matched by one of my own, sometimes from one direction and sometimes another so my cock head batters all of the walls of your cunt, rubs your g spot and slams into your cervix in new places.

My hands aren't need on your hips any longer so they move to your tits, to your nipples to add to the intensity of what you're feeling as I add more pain and more pleasure and grunt out, "Fuck me my whore. Fuck Master slave. Fuck until you can't any more my painslut."
 
Lacey was barely aware when he unfastened her and lifted her from the "pony". As he settled her onto his cock, she was only aware of herself being stretched open - and the pleasure she derived from it.

She leaned forward, pistoning her body up and down in a frantic imitation of how he would be fucking her body. Using her. Demanding his pleasure. Her moans increased and she felt her body shiver. Yet she held back. She could feel his hands playing with her tits, pulling the nipples, twisting them until she was simply a bundle of nerves seeking and delivering pleasure.

Slightly shifting her postion, Lacey placed one foot along his hips and her hands on his thighs. She began to bounce, feeling his cock head slamming into her cervix. In this position she was open to him, exposed to him. Her cunt engulfing his cock would be directly in his line of vision.

She could feel the ache in her thighs, and the tension building from her clit.

"Master," she cried out, "your cock feels so good in my cunt. Please fill me, Master - in any way you desire! Please!"
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

"Ohhhh mmmm yessss, Look my slutty fucktoy. Look down at what you've opened and are showing me soooo welll.
"Mmmm, yesss. Look at my slut, my slave, my painwhore as she rides and impales herself on Master's cock and begs like a delicious lil whore."

"Ahhhhhhhh so hot! So wettt! So tight! Squeeze slave!! Pull it up from my balls!!!"

"Keep it up my slave! Fuck Me! Fuck yourself! Impale your slut's cunt on me! "

When you've obeyed my hips begin to move counter to yours. Now we are in truth fucking each other frenzied lust driven pace.

Your juices are flowing so freely that when you lift and I lower my hips a near stream of juices can be seen running down my cock and dripping from you. When you drop and I thrust upward your juices fly splattering us both as we slam together with a liquid smack.

Your red and welted tits bounce, dance and jiggle as we move, the large, rock hard nipples describing frantic arcs and circles in the air. . . until the hand that had been pinching, twisting and pulling begins to spank those dancing tits and those hard, aching and throbbing big nipples. Then there's no pattern to the movement of your nipples there's just sensations, feelings of pain and lust.

I can feel my balls tighten, but I fight to hold back. I bite my lip until it's nearly bleeding to hold off and feel and watch for as long as possible. My slut, my slave and painbitch is showing far more sensuality and sluttiness than I'd expected, even after seeing the pictures and those movies. I want to prolong it until I can't any longer.

To add to the debauchery and animal slut's driving needs my free hand stretches behind and two fingers are rammed as hard and far into her ass as my position allows when she drops onto me again. Now she's fucking two of her three fuckholes and before the weekend is over it will be all three at once.

My eyes move rapidly from the tits and nipples I'm spanking to the cunt that's drenching and fucking me with such abandon and I fight still harder. . .
 
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Lacey was in her own world – a world of pleasure, pain, and delirium. She simply felt, not quite knowing what was real or what was imagined. She kept a steady rhythm, pounding against his body. She felt herself filled completely, heard his words which encouraged her to move even more quickly. When his blows landed on her breasts, she relished the feeling through her body. And finally, as the fingers rammed into her ass, she knew her body would respond fast and quickly. She was on the edge and could feel herself about to tip over the edge.

Her fingers dug themselves deeply into his thighs, and her breath caught slightly in her throat. She barely managed to get the words out, but somehow, from deep inside of her she did.

“Master, oh please, please, let your slut cum! She needs to cum, Master – please!”
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

Your plea was nearly enough to unleash the hot sperm I was fight to hold back, nearly.

"No fuckmeat." I gasp out. "Not yet. You willl hold it until you feel my cum filling your slave's cunt my hot bitch."

I knew it was only minutes away, if that long, but I wanted to feel every single incredible sensation and revel in them and my control over you. I wanted to watch as you dove deeper and deeper into submission and leashed Hedonism, as your slavery became more and more implanted within your mind and psyche.

Every time you dropped onto my cock and fingers I grunted out, "Slave." or "Slut." or "Painwhore." or "My Property." to drive it deeper and deeper and tie it to all of the sensations you were feeling so you'd know, you'd learn and you'd accept without question.

Finally there was no holding back any longer. My cock swelled and grew a bit as my balls thighten and the sperm began it journey to your cunt.

I stopped spanking your tits and nipples as I felt the first stream shooting up the shaft of my cock and my fingers dropped to pinch, stretch and twist your rampant clitoris and pull on it.

As I felt the stream of thick, hot cum begin to shoot from me I bellowed out in primal lust, "Now!! CUMMMM NOW !!! CUMMMM MY SLUT, MY PAINWHORE, MY SLAVE!!! COME WITH MASTER NOOWWWWWW!!!" as I hunched against your cervix and you ground down on my cum spewing cock head.
 
Lacey’s mind and body had fused together to absorb the feelings coursing through her body. She fought her body’s need to cum, to explode, but she could feel herself so close she knew if the command did not come soon, she would be punished even more for disobeying. Instead, she gripped his thighs tightly and bit into her lip, letting his words sink into her mind.

And when the order came for her to release, she cried out at the way her clit was being pinched and pulled and yet, she felt her thighs tighten against his body. In shaking spasms, her body finally found its release. Exploding and shattering, Lacey felt herself flying over the edge and didn’t care. She let herself go, gave in to the lust and desire of her body and mind until she was no longer in that room and no longer even knew who she was.

As she slowly became aware, Lacey grimaced at the pain coming from her clit. Looking down, she watched as his fingers still pinched and twisted her now overly sensitive clit. She knew if she tried to brush his hands away, he only seek further retribution, so she dug her nails deeply into his thighs and pushed her hips towards, letting him know that her clit was his to do as he pleased.

Slowly she continued to fuck him, until she could feel his cock begin to grow soft within her. As she continued to move, she felt him slide from her cunt, her juices and his jism mixing together to drip out of her cunt and over his cock and balls. She watched as his fingers ceased their torture of her clit, and then from the corners of her eyes saw him place his hands behind his head.

“Well, fuckwhore?”

Softly she slid off of him and knelt next to his body, her ass and freshly fucked cunt facing him. With her hands on either side of his body, she leaned down and began lapping at his cock like a kitten licking up cream. Lacey took long strokes with her tongue, letting it slide over his cock and down around his balls. Bringing one hand up to his cock, she positioned it to be able to slide it between her lips, sucking him into her mouth. She began to clean him, licking and sucking in such a way that she hoped would be pleasing to him.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

"Very good my fucktoy. I didn't have to punish you for not doing what you will always do, clean me when I've finished with you."

I lay watching my Lacyslut use her talented mouth and tongue to remove all signs of her fucking and my orgasm with a satisified little smile and the occasional twitch or flinch when she reached a very sensitized area and a low sound of pleasure.

Offhandedly I reached out and scooped up some of your mixed juices as they oozed freely from she still dialated cunt. Still watching her I leaned a bit to the side and spread the aromatic, viscous mixture onto both of the slut's tits and nipples, coating both well even though it took several trips to her cunt and back again.

When she'd finished my coated hand was used to turn her toward me leaving a shining handprint on her face.

Looking into her eyes I said softly as I cupped her pussy, "Squeeze my fucked whore. Squeeze more out. I haven't finished 'decorating' you yet my bitch."

Her stomach muscles tensed and she arched a bit as she clenched her cunt to expell more of our fluids into my palm. The little pool of juices was held under her face as I said just as quietly, "Now my cunt lower your face and smear it all on. Cover your cocksucking face with our cum and your cunt juices.
"Make yourself look like what you know and I know you are, your Owner's freshly punished and freshly fucked slutty fuckmeat and toy, his obedient slave bitch."
"Then clean my hand and fingers as you did my cock.
 
She watched as his hand approached her face, smelled the scent of their fucking, and heard his commands. Lacey could still feel the drying spend on her face, and she inhaled deeply of the scent before her. Lowering her face, she felt the cooling liquid against her cheek and then proceeded to rub her face within his hand. She felt the sticky mixture coating her face and running down her chin. She tasted their mixed juices on her lips and tongue, and heard his slight chuckle.

When she fel ther face coated with pool of juices in his hand, she briefly lowered her head. Lacey knew that to anyone her face would be glistening and then the mixture would dry, leaving behind its telltale signs - and odor. Anyone would be able to tell that she had been beaten and fucked - just as any slut on the street.

Before he could say anything, she raised her head and with her hand clasped his wrist. Starting with long, slow strokes, she began to lick his fingers tasing the juices still wet and sticky on them. She sucked in one finger at a time, washed her tongue around each one, and then slowy slid it from between her lips. Next, she began licking his palm, lapping up the tiny pool of liquid still there. As she finished cleaning his hand, she wondered what next he had planned. She wondered if her punishment were over, or just beginning.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

His fingertip presses up under your chin so he can see the results of your efforts.

"Nice. Very nice. Now you do look like a cumslut my Lacyslut. A cumslut who's been fucked and punished in fact. The juices make a nice contrast to the red stripes that you're wearing my cunt.
"Stand up bitch and hold still, legs apart."

As you obey he goes to the cabinet and returns with two pieces of cord and a small piece of cloth.

A slip knot is tied in both ends of one cord and one in one end of the other piece then I cup a tit and looking into your eyes as I suck on it. Suck very, very hard as my teeth lightly chew on it.
Harder and harder I suck and it grows harder in response to the pleasurable sucking the painful stimulation from the light chewing.

My head moves back stretching the nipple until it pops out of my mouth with a liquid 'slurping' sound. The slip knot is slid over it's tip and fingers from my other hand slide it down to the base of your throbbing nipple, then stretching the nipple, the cord's loop is pulled tight.

The same is done to the other nipple and I stand watching as both swell and grow turning from dusky coral to nice and red. I know just how sensitive they'll both be until I take of the loops and chuckle to myself at what's next.

"Now Lacyslut on the bench on your back. Legs high and very wide. With one hand hold your pussy lips open. Use the other hand to slide your hood down and bare your clit," I say as the remaining loop swings side to side like a pendulum in front of you. "There's a loop still waiting to be used."
 
As the loops grew tight around her nipples, Lacey grimaced. Already she could feel the tenderness arising in the hard nubs and as she glanced down, she could see them swell slightly and begin to turn red.

At the sound of his voice and the commands given, her mind screamed out. She knew that final loop would encircle her clit, and she knew the feelings that went with it.

Obediently, she walked to the bench and lowered herself onto it. She spread her legs as told to, then with one hand spread open her lips. With her fingers Lacey slid back the hood, revealing the tender pink nub - the core of her pleasure.

As he worked to loop the fine cord around her clit, Lacey shivered. But was it in anticipation or fear, she did not know. Initally it was pain that she felt, though not harsh, followed by a teasing sort of pleasure. She closed her eyes and held her breath, waiting to see what was to follow.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

The knot of the clit loop is put at it's top so the cord would lead upward. It's pulled up and as I move to roll your hips up is tied to the center of the cord connecting your looped nipples.

When I move away and your hips and ass returns to the benchtop there's a constant pull... tug on all three loops and places.

"Up my Lacyslut. Sit sideways on the bench. It's time for further 'enhancments' for you to feel... and perhaps enjoy," I say before turning and going to the table two small boxes with 4 wires each sticking out of the top of each and the wide leather belt.

Returning to you I hold the belt so you can read the embossing, "MASTER'S FUCKTOY AND PAINWHORE", across the back. It's put around you, pulled as tight as a corset, narrowing your waist at least two full inches, then buckled and locked in place.

The first box is picked up and the 'pads' at the ends of the first pair of wires is placed on either side of a looped nipple. The adhesive around them holds them in place and a gel on the pad begins to warm from the heat of your tit. The same is done to the other nipple, a pad on either side of it just at the outer edge of your areola. The excess wire is looped and pushed down behind the belt.

Next comes the other box. One pad on either side of your hard, looped clit inside of each lip. The pads sticking nicely regardless of your wetness. Then I pick up the final two pads. You're pushed back and one is pushed into your cunt and one into your ass.

"Do you know what those are Lacyslut and what they do?"
 
Love these cliffhangers

Growing wet with anticipation to find out what they are and what they do !!
 
OOC:

Evil grin* Something you should be familar with considering I know what you do for a living.
 
Ok now I am even more curious and you know what that did to the cat. Wonder what it will do to the pussy??
 
Lacey grimaced at the constant tug of the cords on her tits and clit. She tried to get used to the slight pull, the building pain – until she felt the belt pulled tight, taking her breath away. Slowly, she looked down to watch as he attached the pads to her tits and to the lips of her pussy. She felt a droplet of sweat trickle down her spine and fear rose up in her throat. As he pushed her back, she gasped at the tug on her nipples and clit. As he shoved the remaining pads into her cunt and ass, she tried to struggle, yet the tug of pain on her nipples and clit, as well as the belt making it difficult for her to breathe, quickly dispelled any attempt she made.

As she half laid, half sat looking at the wires attached to her body, she was suddenly aware of his question.

“Yes, I know what these are,” she replied shakily. “And I know what they do, but I’ve never done this. Please….”

She trailed off her words, knowing he would not listen to her pleas anyway, and would probably make it all the more painful for the thought that she would even think to plead. Lacey held her breath and closed her eyes, hoping she would be able to sustain whatever was to happen to her.
 
Lacyslut's Owner:

" "Please", you want to feel them my Lacyslut. Very well," I say intentionally misunderstanding the nature of that single plea.

"I'm glad you know what they are. It saves me explaining to you."

A hand moves to the box with the leads placed on either side of your hard, looped nipples and a switch is moved. Looking down you can see it's set at "Burst". There are two numbered dials on top and you watch as I turn one and it gives a little *click* as the indicator moves to "0".

Next two dials are turned, but you can't see what they control then my fingers return to the top dial set at "0" and begin to slowly turn it as I look into your eyes.

When the indicator reaches "1" you feel a decided tingle in your left nipple and then nothing. A pause and again the tingle then nothing. The dial is gradually turned until that tingle reaches the pleasureable edge just before it would become a bit painful.

The fearful anticipation of that pain shows in your eyes and I move to the other dial, the one for the pads on either side of your right nipple and follow the same procedure. Once more I stop just at the point where the bursts of pleasure would move into the painful range. Now it feels as if someone is tugging, pulling your nipples over and over again as each 'burst' of pleasure is felt in both.

The switch on the other box is set to "Modulate", the two lower dials are set and the dial controlling the leads to the pads on either side of your hard, bound clit is turned to "0" and slowly turned. Again the tingle, but this time rather than the bursts your nipples are experiencing with the pause between each this never stops, there is no pause. Instead it seems to be a never ending wave of sensation that goes from weak to more intense then back to weak again and again and again. The dials is gradually turned so that the feelings increase and increase and I stop turning it when I see the 'peak' is just into the realm of pain, just barely. Intense pleasurable stimulation to your clit with a bit of pain before it slowly recedes to intense pleasure and the cycle begins all over again.

The final dial controlling the leads in my slut's fuckholes is next. This is adjusted to just below the pain level and now you feel as though both your drenched cunt and your ass are begin slowly fucked at the same time as the 'waves' of pleasure build and crest before recedeing to build yet again.

"Well my slutty Lacywhore how do you like how you'll remain until I choose otherwise?
"Does it all feel good? Well other than the bit of pain your clit feels with every cresting of the wave, or does that too make you hotter, more aroused and more aware of just what a painslut you truly are my Lacyslut?"
 
With each burst of sensation in her nipples, Lacey moaned. The fear very real that pain would quickly follow pleasure, yet still not denying her body the incredible sensations coming from her breasts.

When the pads along her clit were set ablaze, Lacey gasped. With each cresting wave she was certain she would be driven over the edge and into the insanity of pain. Yet, just as each wave crested, it ebbed, leaving Lacey breathing hard and attempting to resist what was inevitable.

As her pussy and ass were feeling fucked by the devices inserted, she could not help but to move her hips towards the devices. Her body was alive, on fire, and experiencing only sensation. Thoughts were driving from her mind, as her only concentration was on the pulsing, cresting sensations coursing through her body.

"Well my slutty Lacywhore how do you like how you'll remain until I choose otherwise? Does it all feel good? Well other than the bit of pain your clit feels with every cresting of the wave, or does that too make you hotter, more aroused and more aware of just what a painslut you truly are my Lacyslut?"

His questions barely penetrated into her brain, and the idea of speaking was difficult to contemplate. Her moans became louder as the sensation intensified, yet still there the was prevailing fear pervading her mind.

As her body gave into the sensations engulfing it, she found she could only whimper her response.

“Please, Master, please…..don’t hurt me, I beg you!”

And again, another cresting wave of sensation came crashing upon her clit, and her fingers dug into the bench as her teeth bit into her lip. Yet still her cries filled the room.
 
Lacyslut's Master:

"Nooo my fuck toy... not yet. Soon again, but not yet. For now you'll stay just as you are and if you release without my permission, well I think you know what'll happen, don't you my little bitch."

The leash is clipped onto your collar again and with a tug and command to "Heel slave." you're led back upstairs to the gathering again.

I wander talking while you follow like an obedient slave and allow those to wish to visually and physcially inspect how you're accoutered and the fresh marks showing you've just been punished. Each time I'm asked why, I tell you to explain to the questioner and also describe what the punishment was in graphic detail.
 
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