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Sarah woke up slowly, stretching her legs out, or at least trying to. She realised that she wasn't able to move her legs properly and looking down the bed, she saw that her ankles were secured by leather cuffs to either end of a spreader bar, which had ropes extending from each end to the ceiling. As she started to come around, her legs started to be pulled upwards, the ropes being attached to pulleys on the beam above the bed.
At this point she realised her wrists were also restrained in leather cuffs, and these were fastened to the bed in loose ropes. As Sir got her legs elevated to the correct height, Sir then started to tighten the ropes connected to her wrists, pulling her arms to the corners of the bed.
“Sir… why are you doing this?” She asks, apprehension clear in her voice. “Why not” is his only answer.
He starts to grope her breasts firmly, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Sir attaches clamps to her nipples, ignoring her cries at the pain.
He runs his hands up and down her thighs, digging his fingers in every now and again. She feels pinches of pain along her thighs and realises Sir has attached clothes pegs down both legs. Sir flicks and knocks them, causing her to yell out.
“Shush” Sir scolds, but continues playing with the pegs
He pulls a couple, keeping them clamped on her skin, causing her to cry out again
“Well if you can't keep silent, I will have to make you be quiet” Sir smirks while showing her a penis gag. Sir straddles her below her breasts and forces the gag into her mouth and buckles the strap behind her head.
Smiling down at her scowling face, Sir flicks the nipple clamps and laughs at her mumbled protests. “Ahh that's better Bitch. One down, two to go” She looks at him wide eyed
“that's right, all your holes will soon be full”
He raises from her, just enough to turn himself around so that he is facing her lower half. All she can see now is the broad expanse of his back.
She feels his hands travel from her raised knees, down her thighs, eventually reaching her clit. Sir softly strokes her clit, making her whine at the gentle caresses. His stroking gets slightly harder, rubbing his middle finger around the hood again and again. Her whining through the gag gets louder. “Shut the fuck up” Sir complains, slapping her inner thighs.
She hears the flip of a cap and then immediately feels the coldness of lube being dripped onto her clit and pussy. She jumps from the cold, but cant go anywhere, which makes him chuckle. His fingers enter her pussy straight away, pushing in and out, spreading the lube quickly and efficiently. Then almost immediately, she feels the cold rubberiness of a dildo being pushed into her, rubbing around her entrance to pick up the remains of the lube, pushing into her repeatedly, until she feels it is fully inserted. “Do not push that out, or you will regret it” Sir says.
She then feels more lube being dripped onto her, but this time, its directed more towards her ass. She squirms, grunting, trying to beg him not to violate her her arsehole. Sir ignores her of course, rubbing the lube onto her hole, staring to push his fingertips into her. She tries to clench, to stop him entering her, but to no avail, Sir keeps rubbing and pushing at her rim. She then feels something cold push at her hole and realisesSir is pushing in a toy, something small but unyielding. Sir continues playing with her hole, using several toys of increasing width and length. After some time, she feels something wide push at her but because of his playing with her hole, it pushes in with little resistance. She realises it is a plug, when it stays within her, but with the base resting on the outside.
He then starts playing with the dildo in her pussy again, pulling it out and then pushing it back in, again and again. She is beginning to feel the effects of it, a pleasurable feeling starting to build within her. She cant stop the noises she is making, going from pained groans, to pleasurable ones. Thats when the plug in her ass starts to vibrate. It surprises her and the feeling of both toys is overwhelming. Just as she starts to feel like she might cum, Sir stops playing with the dildo in her pussy, pushing it right the way inside her. Thats when the plug starts to rotate as well as vibrate. She realises Sir is controlling it from his phone, his finger dancing up and down the screen as the vibrations and rotating change intensity.
He continues this for a while until she is shaking with need. Every time she gets close to orgasming, Sir knocks the controls down, waiting a while to put them up again, only to repeat the cycle.
Eventually Sir seems to be bored of tormenting her with the plug and grabs the base. Sir pulls it out of her roughly. “Look at that Bitch, your arse is so desperate to be filled, its trying to close around nothing” “luckily for you I have something else to fill it” Sir says with a smirk in his voice
She shakes her head, trying to beg for him to stop, but the words come out as a garbled nonsense. “Dont worry, it wont be empty for long” he laughs
Her legs are still in the air, with her arsehole on display to the room. Sir grabs the crop and starts to hit her repeatedly on her arse cheeks, her thighs and her stomach. Sir hits the pegs on her thighs, causing some to painfully ping off. Sir also hits her clit a few times which makes her scream through the gag.
He reaches towards her face, stoking her cheeks with the crop gently, then grabs something from down the side of the bed. She sees him come towards her with a blindfold. She shakes her head more, not wanting to lose the ability to see what was happening. Sir of course ignores her protests, and puts the blindhold on her, making sure it is secure behind her head.
He moves away from the bed then, she feels his weight move off the mattress. She hears movement at the bottom of the bed. She feels his fingers, slippery with more lube, finger her arsehole again, then she feels the press of a dildo entering her arse. Its bigger than the plug and she feels the stretch of it entering her and a strong pressure. When it was mostly in her, Sir stops. That's when she felt it move, even though she could hear him next to her. Oh… Sir had inserted it into her, and it is attached to the fucking machine. It started slowly. Moving in and out of her arse. The speed then started to increase.
After only a few minutes, Sir had it fucking her arse at a steady speed
“See Bitch, told you, you could take an arse machine fucking” Sir said with a laugh
Her moaning was constant, the feeling of the machine fucking her arse was too much. She was crying, begging him to stop the machine. She could feel her tears behind the blindfold, running down her face.Sir saw the tears, rubbing them into her cheeks. “Yes, thats right Bitch, cry, it wont stop me abusing you”
He left her like that, for a while, the machine abusing her hole, him watching, enjoying both the fucking and her reaction to it.
She heard him take photos on his phone, but she could do nothing about it. She heard the ping of Whatsapp messages and hoped that Sir wasn't sharing the evidence of her degradation, but knowing that's exactly what was happening, she just hoped that whoever was receiving them, didn't pass them around.
Eventually Sir stopped the machine and pulled the dildo out of her arse. “Fucking hell, look at that gape” Sir said so she could hear. He released her legs, lowering them to the bed. Sir loosened the ropes keeping her arms spread to the edge of the bed. But instead of letting them go, he flipped her onto her stomach on the bed and sat across her back. Sir pulled her arms together in the middle of her back and attached them together with clips, only then unfastening the ropes.
He pulled her hair back, raising her face off the bed and she felt a leather collar being attached around her neck, with the click of a padlock being heard afterwards. She feels him shuffle himself around so that he was facing her feet. Sir detached the bar from her ankles, but she hears more clicks as he attaches her feet to a chain, which then Sir pulls towards her wrists and then her collar.
He pulls her by her upper arms, to sit on the bed, then pulls her again to standing, She is manacled, feet to wrist, to collar, like a prisoner. She then hears another click under her chin. Sir pulls her with a leash towards him. “You are mine. I will do what i want with you for the whole weekend” “You will follow me to my room, where you will be my entertainment for the rest of the day”
She follows him, not having much choice, until they reach his room. Sir yanks the leash downwards and tells her to kneel. She complies, struggling to kneel, with her arms still behind her. Once down, Sir unclips her wrists from the chain and tells her to get onto all fours. As soon as she has her hands in front of her, Sir grabs them and clicks them into place on the floor. Sir repeats the same with her ankles and her collar is grabbed and clicked onto something. She tries to move, but is kept in place, locked onto several poles, keeping her in the same position. She feels his feet on her back and realises that Sir has set her up to be a footstool while Sir plays his games. After what feels like several hours, Sir removes his feet from her back and she hears him stand.
She feels the tickle of leather strands across her exposed arse and back. Sir starts whipping her with a flogger, again and again. After the flogger, Sir uses a few different implements across her body. After a while, she feels the thud of a bat being struck across her already red and throbbing arse cheeks.
He grabs and gropes her arse, causing her to cry out. His fingers reach her holes and they mercilessly enter her, three fingers in her pussy and one and a thumb in her arsehole. “Look at you, such a fucking whore, taking all my fingers at once. Bet you could take them in one hole eh slut?” She shakes her head, desperately crying out no. “Dont lie to me Bitch” Sir laughs.
She feels him unlock her from the contraption she was attached to, starting at her legs. Thankful, that it was over for now, she tried to stand. Sir slapped her across her face. “Dont get too ahead of yourself Bitch” he pulls her by the leash forward. She felt it as she pushed forwards, until her stomach hit what she realised was the fucking bench.
“Get up on the bench Bitch” Sir tells her, as Sir removes the blindfold. The bench was right in front of her. Sir grabs a cane and starts smacking it down on her “come on hurry up” Sir complains. She pulls herself across the leather bench, raising her legs and arms onto the appropriate parts of the bench. Sir wastes no time in fastening her body down to the bench.
He unfastens the penis gag, finally, letting the rubber bit, fall from her mouth, soaking wet with spit. Sir thrusts his cock into her mouth, groaning at the feeling. Her mouth aches from having the gag in for so long, she pulls away, to let her mouth close for a short while. “If you think thats happening, you can think again” Sir says, as he forces her mouth open again and inserts a spider gag between her teeth. She cries out. “Should have thought about that before refusing my cock” Sir says, pushing his cock once again into her mouth, through the metal ring. The tip of his cock pushes against her throat again and again, causing her to gag, but not being able to do anything about it, she has to endure it.
After she has gagged several times and was once again crying, Sir removes his cock from her mouth and wanders behind her. Thats when she feels the hot hard push of his cock against her arsehole. Sir pushes himself in, relishing her pained cries. Sir fucks her arse repeatedly, until she feels him cum inside her. After pulling out, she feels a cold plug being forced into her hole. “Your arse is going to be my cumdump this weekend”Sir tells her, patting her arse, leaving her tied to the bench and returning to his chair.
Over the next few hours, Sir plays his games, occasionally taking a few minutes to fuck her mouth, her arse or her pussy, striking her with whatever implements are to hand. Near what she assumes is bed time, Sir comes over to her and starts unfastening her from the bench. “Kneel” Sir simply says once they were all unfastened. Leaving the leash on her collar, Sir pulls her towards the bedroom, making her crawl. Instead of pulling her towards the bed, Sir pulls her to the end of the room, where Sir has set up a dog bed. On the bed, there are two chains, locked to the wall. One Sir attaches to her collar. Next Sir grabs something from the side that he roughly inserts into her arsehole, does something to it, then locks it to the second chain with a padlock. She realises that Sir has inserted an expanding locking plug into her, so even with her hands free, she cannot remove it without the key. Sir removes the spider gag from her mouth, only to replace it with a ballgag that Sir fastens with a padlock.
“Sleep” Sir tells her, before climbing into bed and watching videos to fall asleep to.
She looks at him in bed under the duvet, while she is cold, on a dog bed, gagged and chained to the wall by her collar and her plug. She has never felt so subservient than at this moment.
Sleep does eventually come to her, she realises, as she is woken up twice through the night with him wanking in front of her then coming onto her body. In the morning, she wakes up with several loads dried on her. Sir unlocks the plug and pulls it out, detaches her collar from the chain and pulls her to the bathroom. Sir runs a shower and cleans himself up, then orders her into the shower, after removing her cuffs and collar. Sir orders her to face the shower wall with her hands outstretched. Sir cuffs her hands with velcro cuffs to giant suckers, which he attaches to the shower wall. She is naked in the shower, facing the wall, when she feels the hot liquid of him pissing on her back, arse and legs. “Ahhhhh thats better” Sir says. Sir leaves her there while he dries off. Sir finally detaches her wrists from the cuffs “get yourself clean, clean out yourself fully, dry yourself, then return to my room, ready for the rest of the day”
Reluctantly she does as Sir demanded, returning to his room thirty minutes later. “On your knees in front of me, I want you to warm my cock for the next hour” Getting down on her knees, she situates herself in the right way to take his cock into her mouth. “You are warming only. I might get hard, but if you suck, you will be punished”
She makes it to about fifty minutes, before she absent mindedly sucks his cock as it hardens in her mouth. She immediately feels his hand in her hair, pulling her up. “You should NOT have done that Bitch” Sir says menacingly.
He grabs her wrists, attaches the leather cuffs, gets down to the ground and attaches more to her ankles, then getting up again, Sir attaches her collar. Sir then attaches the leash and drags her to the bedroom “Get dressed in a skirt and a top, no underwear” Sir commands. Once dressed, he takes her downstairs and tells her to put on her shoes. Once ready, he detaches the leash, but leaves on the cuffs and collar.
“Follow me” Sir says leaving the house. They walk a fair way to a wooded area. Sir stops in front of a tree. Sir pushes her towards the tree, grabbing her wrist and going round the tree, fastening it to a rope, that he then fastens to her other wrist. Sir ties the rope round the tree a couple of times. “Sir, please, no, dont do this, not here” she begs. “Shut your mouth Bitch” Sir says. Sir then bends down and ties her ankles to the tree in the same way he did her wrists. Sir then raises her skirt, to reveal her naked ass. Sir grabs a random branch as he tells her “you better brace yourself and not make a noise” as Sir starts to whip her with the branch. After many strikes, he then fingers her arsehole after thankfully spreading on some lube he must have brought with them. After a few minutes, Sir unzips his trousers and starts to fuck her in her arse. She bites the inside of her mouth to stop crying out. Eventually Sir cums in her and after he pulls out, she can feel the cum dripping down her legs. “You will walk back like that” Sir says “hopefully we wont see anyone before we get home”, as he unties the rope and wanders off home without a backwards glance to see if she follows him.
She hurries to follow him, trying to smooth her skirt down. Thankfully they reach the house without meeting anyone. She can still feel his cum down her legs. As Sir locks the door behind them, he tells her to have a very quick shower as she's a filthy cum covered slut. Once she's clean, Sir tells her to go to the bedroom and kneel beside the bed and wait for him.
She goes to the bedroom and kneels, hands on her thighs, head down, facing the carpet. Sir leaves her like this for what seems like hours, but was probably a lot less. Eventually he enters the room, and runs his fingers through her hair “so she can do what she's told eh?” he chuckles. Sir pulls her hair back, so her face points up towards him. “Up” he directs. She gets to her feet and Sir points to a chair that he's placed in the middle of the room. On the seat of the chair there is a double pronged dildo, suctioned down. “Sit on the chair, facing me, make sure they are all the way in” she looks at the chair hesitantly. Sir pushes her towards it “come on get on with it, before I lose my patience” she walks to the chair and turns around to face him. She bends her knees, to hover over the dildo. Reaching down, she grabs the largest, widest part and guides it to her pussy, letting the tip nudge in slightly. She then moves to the slightly smaller part and guides it to her arsehole. Gritting her teeth, she moves down onto both parts and after a bit of an angle change, gets seated on the chair, with both parts of the dildo fully inserted.
“Good Bitch” Sir says, as he starts to tie her wrists to the chairs arms. After her arms are secured, Sir reaches for her left ankle and secures it to the outside of the back leg, repeating this with her other ankle. She is now secured to the chair, with her clit and pussy exposed. Sir then starts to bind her breasts with rope, making sure to bind them in a way that makes them tight and red, with her nipples pointing out. Sir then clamps her nipples with vicious clover clamps. “Please Sir, it hurts, please don't” she begs, but he ignores her. Sir then grabs a head harness and starts attaching it to her head, leaving her mouth free for now.
She is begging him to take off the clamps, as Sir forces a soft leather gag into her mouth, fastening it behind her head. Sir then adds the mouth guard from the face harness over the top. She is muffled and unable to speak.
He grabs the magic wand vibrator, turns to to low, and puts at against her clit. Sir then grabs some duct tape and attaches the wand to the chair, so she is unable to get away from it. She is immobilised, bound to the chair, groaning and moaning through her gag. Sir then leaves her and goes to lie on the bed. He starts to rub himself, stroking his balls and his cock. “Look at you, all tied down, unable to move, your holes filled, unable to speak, unable to complain, unable to whinge… it makes me so fucking horny, having you under my complete control” his hand moves faster, as he pleasures himself. Sir comes over to her, still rubbing his cock, his thumb rubbing at his slit slightly “I'm gonna cum on your face, then I'm gonna leave you like that until it dries” he pants, just as he cums, covering her face and the harness. She shuts her eyes, just as the cum shoots towards them. She can feel the cum dripping down her face, and as promised, Sir leaves her tied to the chair, the wand still vibrating.
He returns to the bed and starts watching TV. The cum starts to dry and get uncomfortable. She grunts, trying to get his attention. “You are staying like that until I say so” Sir responds, then ignoring her again. After several hours, Sir returns in front of her. Sir laughs as he sees the cum dried and starting to flake. “If you had let me do this when I wanted to, you wouldn't be in this position” he tells her. Sir grabs his phone and takes several pictures of her.
He unties her from the chair and points to the dog bed. “You will sleep there again tonight, get over there on all fours” she pulls herself off the dildo and crawls over to the dog bed, on all fours. Sir connects the collar to the chain and reinserts the locking dildo, locking that to the second chain. Tonight Sir also attaches the cuffs on her ankles to a short chain, pushes her over onto her back, then connects her wrists to the same chain, so she is hog tied, still gagged and with the head harness on. “Night Bitch” Sir mutters, as he crawls into the big bed and settles down for the night.