Sometimes I crave a BDSM session where I can be used and abused
I wrote this almost as if I was telling my husband what happened that night after he left me. My sister set up the meeting for me and I didn’t know who the master was. Once I was there and saw him I realised I had previously met him at least once or twice before at parties at my sister’s place.
I had told her I was in the mood for a ‘hard session’. I had been building some frustration after my session at Ben’s with Charlie, wishing I had let Ben go ahead and let him do whatever he wanted to me in front of Charlie, rather than restrict him as I had, but I had also determined I wanted to go much further than Ben’s average. Even the extras that Ben had added that summer was not helping with my craving; having learnt the extent of BDSM play undertaken by my sister and others that I knew, I had a craving to satisfy.
I’ve explained previously that at this time I wasn’t taking the pill and so I was generally extra horny and especially for heavier BDSM play, stuff that would remind me for many days of what I’d been subjected to. I also wanted to go to submit to someone new to me, I wanted my limits tested by him, because I wanted to go beyond what I had done previously and if it went too far I just wouldn’t go back.
There is a psychology in Dominant Master’s minds that if they push too hard on an attractive slave’s body, she’ll not go back to him, so to keep her interested, they pull their punches. My sister said she’d known this chap for a while, she gone to him from medium submission to what we call ‘Brian’s level’ (hard) over 6 years we’d had a few glasses of wine and I told her to tell him I’d match her limits on whatever he’d done to her, not that I knew any details, except I was very aware that she underwent some extreme BDSM session with masters I didn’t know at that time. She had questioned whether I was really ready for this level, but I could tell she was getting very aroused at the idea, but then again so was I.
There would of course be a password, said once to stop things and allow recovery, said twice to stop altogether.
When I wrote this I had been to Craig twice more, like some of my previous accounts not all items described here were done on the same night, however most of these were applied on each visit. Since then I visit him usually twice a year and yes I know for days afterwards what I’ve been through.
Master Craig
I stepped from our car that evening, a nervous shiver of excitement rippled through me as I closed the car door and you immediately drove off. Just as Craig (The Master) requested, I am virtually naked, wearing just really high heeled court shoes; black seamed stockings held by a large suspender belt, my pussy is newly shaved and I’m wearing a wide leather neck choker with D rings and from each nipple is a crocodile clamp with a 250gm lead weight shaped like a penis; it daggles and pulls as I walk, a similar pair of clamps with weights hang from each labia lip, pulling them down, but they clang against each other as I walk, drawing attention to anyone who hears them.
That evening I would have to walk about 30 yards to his door well aware that I might be seen by neighbours, maybe more so as his security light came on as I stepped onto his pathway. Still bathed in bright light, I rang the bell my excitement building, heart pounding. It seems to be an age before the door swung open. Of course the overriding fear that this might not be the right house is in the back of my mind.
As instructed I keep my eyes lowered and still following instructions, I sank to the floor and extract his semi flaccid cock from his jeans, his has a big cock and uncut I started sucking (no words are said); As I sucked I realised that he haven’t washed his cock for a while and tasted another woman and maybe some shit on it, maybe from the night before. But before I could get him fully hard, he released his hot piss from his full bladder with his cock is firmly in my throat, I try to relax, breathing through my nose, as the gush goes straight into my stomach. Once his piss was finished I sucked his cock to full hardness, now seeing that it is a lovely magnificent 10” cock with good fat girth as well.
He pulled out of my mouth and only now I’m aware that his front door remained fully open during the last 5 or so minutes. I’m led me through to the main room of the house, he had me stand in front of a stout wooden chair and bend over from my waist, hands on the top of the chair; legs wide apart, but straight and proceed to lay about 6 slaps of a leather belt, followed by 6 of a cat of nine and 6 of a whippy school cane. We both know this is a preliminary warm up; he takes his time allowing the pain of each strike to explode then die, before the next is laid across my bum cheeks. It is only now I recognised him.
He tells me to reverse the bend over position so I am bent over backwards my arms behind my head, hands on the same chair; legs wide apart. He repeated the same instruments to my spread open pussy 6 times each. Telling me to keep my hands on the chair he knelt beside me, then felt my pussy to see how wet I had become, the answer was very, my arousal was making my pussy drip, then he proceeds to insert more fingers, then with an ease that surprised me, he fisted my pussy. Then he leant over and took hold of my swollen clit between his teeth, he rolls the nub between his teeth, the sharp pain explodes in my brain and as his fingers found my cervix and I came off. He smiled.
Once he had pulled his hand out he told me to piss into a bucket, my instructions had been to arrive ready to do a piss immediately – well by now about 25 minutes have passed and his initial pee was also pressing upon my bladder and I filled the gallon bucket, to about halfway. Telling me to kneel down he then used a pump to enema my fresh pee into my rectum, which in itself is full (as per his instructions); he got most of the piss into my bum and rammed home a huge butt plug, and had me drink what piss was left. All the piss and poo in my bowels is making me uncomfortable and look more than a bit pregnant.
Now before he would release me, he had me suck his cock, balls and arsehole, again that wonderful heady taste of unwashed cock, balls and rectum flows across my taste buds. He held onto his cum prolonging my distress. I have to use all my oral skills to have him explode. Finally he unloaded across my face, some cum going right into my eye and up my nostrils. He forbids me to wipe myself and I suck the final drops from his cock and swallow. Even them his erection hardly shrinks.
I’ve held all that stuff in my bowels for over 20 minutes, I am desperate to relieve the strain, and it pours out of me in an undignified way, into that bucket, my poo and piss mixture swirls now it is almost full. I look at it all, I can’t believe it’s all come out of me.
Now he told me to lie on the floor and placed a large pillow under my head, telling me to open my mouth he started to unload his shit directly into my mouth. His turds are firm and solid; he feeds me ever so slowly drawing out our mutual pleasure, telling me to chew it well before he says I can swallow. He had saved up a lot and it takes some time to eat my way through this meal, neither of us is in a hurry now, I savour his taste till I have taken everything in his arse. I am licking his butt hole rimming his clean, his erection had now fully returned. Now he changed positions getting between my legs telling me to open my legs wide, he reached over and grabbed a huge turd from my piss/shit bucket and shoved it up into my cunt. He then rammed his cock into my pussy squashing the shit deep inside me. We both felt my body orgasm and shudder as that first thrust hit home. The next turd he grabbed and shoved into my mouth, telling me to hold it there and he then fucked me slowly, then to my surprise he dropped his mouth onto mine and kissed me, his tongue fighting to find mine in the sloppy shit mix. Now we were fucking together, in a frenzy of lust, my shit was dissolving into both our mouths, I came again and again, Then a few more minutes of fucking I felt him cum in my pussy, and I was allowed to swallow what little was left of my own poo.
After we gained our breath back, he told me to take a pint glass and fill it with the mixture from what was left in the bucket. I did so and drank it down. Next I had to lick, suck and clean all around his cock and balls and lick his arsehole as he got his strength back. I glanced at the clock on his wall – I’d already been then over 45 minutes, time does fly.
Now he has me stand with my hands behind my back, in the middle of the room. A spreader bar is put between my ankles making me almost split. Next he starts binding my breasts around the base with orange nylon in a figure of 8, to ensure he is around the base he pulls each breast out hard with one hand and tells me to hold it there, as he binds them together. After a couple of loops he tells me to let go. He has bound my tits very tight, my blood veins are sticking out and already my tits look like strange shaped balloons going from red to purple. Maybe to reassure me he tells me they won’t be tied for long. Before I realise his full intent he has passed a rope between my swollen orbs and is pulling it. He is hoisting me up, my poor breasts slowly start to take the weight of my body, I feel my feet lift free of the floor maybe by just 2”; I am now suspended in the air almost upright with my whole body weight through my breasts. It is a first for me, I’m in a strange agony; my tits feel like they might be ripped off my body. I have let my head and shoulders fall naturally behind me with my arms still free but hanging behind my back.
Telling me to keep my hands behind my back, Master reappears with a thin whippy cane which he proceeds to strike each breast with. A scream leaps out of my mouth at the first strike as the pain floods my brain. He tells me to be quiet or he will gag me and hit me harder, I realise the first hit was barely a tap, because the second strike across the nipple of my left boob is harder, I feel my hands move to cover, before I can do so he says ‘keep the hands behind you’. I look at my master, I see his cock is absolutely rigid, veins are sticking out.
‘Can I continue?’ He asks ‘Yes’ Master I reply. He applies three more strikes to each breast, each one a little harder than the previous and each one done a minute or so apart from the previous, allowing my brain to appreciate the bellowing pain; I forced myself to keep the anguish to a sob. Then I realise that although he is striking me harder each time, it is getting easier to take. He continues to strike each boob allowing time between each strike for the ripples to die down; he strikes my upper breasts, my lower breasts and across each nipple. Looking down there is barely a mark across my purple colour breasts, when I’d expected to see welts rising. I’ve taken maybe ten strikes to each boob and now the pain has changed, it’s different. I gasp at each strike, in the same way I might to a finger stroking my clit. I think he senses my demeanour has changed.
“You okay with this?” he asks, ‘yes’ I say more enthusiastic than I sounded 7 or 8 minutes ago. He lays the cane down and kisses and sucks on each nipple for about a minute, I groan in pleasure. Now he goes away and comes back in his hand is a riding crop about 3ft long. A long tingle of apprehension runs down my body.
His first strike with that crop is across both breasts, it is harder, much harder than any he did with the cane, I feel my breasts almost flatten as the strike hits home. My gasp is nowhere near that of the first strike of the cane. After each strike, he reaches and fondles each breast, after three hits he looks at me
‘More?’
Yes master I respond,
‘Harder?’ ‘
Yes master’, He slips a couple of fingers into my pussy, I am leaking, probably dripping on his floor. His next hits are three fast ones about 10 seconds apart, one above, one below and one right across on the nipples. I am almost on the verge; I feel it in my body. He goes to fondle me again.
‘Again, Master, again’ I say it before I even realise.
He smiles, and now lays 6 even harder strikes across my breasts, I feel them absorb the hits and then the flood hits me on about the 4th strike my climax explodes, the 5th takes it higher and the 6th floods me. I am yelling and screaming but it sound like someone else.
I come down from that pinnacle, slowly and he let me calm down, now I feel the actual pain and the stings and the weight of my body held by just my breasts. Next he lifts the spreader bar and ties it to a different hook in the ceiling and pulls it up, I am now not flat out but neither in a ‘U’ shape – somewhere in between, but some of the weight is now off my aching breasts. He pulls a chair up and sits, he is now at the right height to lick and eat my pussy, which he does, taking me high, as he does so I feel his hand, he pushes it into my cunt without any real resistance or effort in his part, his fist in in me, just like that. I am so wet there.
For 3 or 4 minutes he fisted my cunt, licking me also. Then he pulled out completely but continues licking at me and starts to use his wet hand into my arsehole. I hear myself groan aloud as he goes all the way inside, his is the first male fist in my arse and it wasn’t so difficult, painful, but he made it seem easy. Unlike my pussy he hasn’t made a fist of his hand yet, just pushing around. Now he brings the other hand up to my pussy and I know both his hands will be inside me, as that one worms its way into my cunt. The pushing makes my body swing back and forth, he starts the action on my pussy he using his fisted hand to go in and fully out, on my arse he uses his clenched fingers to pull out and bit and push back in. For minutes he fist fucks my pussy getting me higher again, I feel his hand in my rectum now forming a fist fisting and relaxing. As he masturbates me to a climax, his hands are maintaining a steady rhythm, as one goes in, he pulls the other. I know what is about to happen, but I am nearly at my climax when his fist pulls fully clenched out of my arse and rams it back in again, I hear my scream. I am now rammed by both fists in and out on opposing strokes to my arsehole and my pussy, each thrust is slow and hard. I climax heavily.
He got up and went to clean himself off, before coming back to me. My breasts were now a dull ache. I was thinking he’d let me down now, but no. There is something in his hands, which he puts down on my lower stomach using it like a table. Now he ties an electric vibrator to my upper thighs with the head humming right in my still swollen clit. Straining my head to look down and he lifts one of the items up, he shows it to me. It is a huge barbed black and silver fish hook with string attached. Before I have time to realise his intension he has pulled one of my labia lips out as far as he can pull it and pushed the nasty hook through the upper part, my labia is engorged with blood flow from my orgasm a few moments earlier and the pain rockets up me, with the stimulus to my clit, it’s nowhere near the blistering agony I expect to feel. As he picks up the 2nd one I see his fingers are bloody with my blood. The next one goes in towards the lower lips and then he pushes two into the other stretched labia. He turns off and removes the vibrator, I see his hands are low covered in my blood, I can also feel it trickling from me. He loops one of the strings over the tops of each thigh, the other two just dangle and then he starts adding lead weights to the strings. He tells me he is putting 50gms on each string and I feel each barbed hook bite into my labia as it is pulled into the flesh. Another 50gms onto each string and I can now feel that barb being pulled though my labia. Panic is setting in, I wonder how much weight will be required to pull that bard right the way through each labia leaving a huge hole, requiring stitches at hospital.
Craig now stands up, again he is rampantly erect and he glides his cock into my pussy, I am still so wet. The barbs are on the outer side of my labia so there is no danger to his cock as he pushes into me. My body responds to his thrusts, ‘good girl’ he says under his breath. He slowly fucks me. He pauses and pulls out. ‘like some more’ he asks. Thinking he means fucking I nod my head, ‘good girl’ he says more loudly this time and promptly adds another 50gms to each string. He enters me again; his cock feels so good in me. He leans forward and sucks on each ultra-sensitive nipple, his trusting is now making me sway on my ropes and the weights are swinging around, the barbs are digging in, I can hear them slamming together. He kisses me, our tongues are twisting each other. His cock is like an iron bar in me, I can feel it’s heat.
He pulls away from me and pulls out leaving me gasping. He starts putting another 50gms on each string, I cry out “No”; He looks at me, ‘Your sister said you were up for matching her’. The weights slide on, He is grinning at me - challenging me. ‘She’s taken 250gms’ he says in glee, holding a further set of 50gms weights . I nod my head in agreement, I now have 4 lots of 250gms pulling through my labia, the barbs are now embedded. he enters me again and off we go, the pain and pleasure is all over me in waves, his cock seems to have grown and then I feel him spurt as I am rocked by 3 climaxes in very quick succession.
We are both covered in sweat. Breathless. He starts to free me. He has to cut the barbs of the fish hook off so he can pull the hook back through. He lowers my legs, then the rest of my body. Freeing my breasts, the blood rush back to my tits is so, so painful, I am jigging about trying to sooth them. For some reason I notice his flaccid cock and see his whole region is covered in blood, my blood. But I am bleeding from where the fish hooks went into me, the barbs had dug into my outer labia and pierced the skin also drawing blood. He tells me to clean up, before we start again and gives me a large brandy to drink. I am trembling, I hadn’t realised till I tried to hold the glass. In the sink in his downstairs toilet I sponge myself clean, the blood has almost stopped, but my boobs hurt like hell.
“That was good” he calls out “You did well” I am pleased.
‘So just how much weight did my sister take on her FIRST visit to you?’
He laughs, “150gms” - I am delighted.
‘Is that where you normally stop on the first time with that particular torture.
‘Yes, but you were getting right into it, so I carried on’
‘So if I come over again I’ll have to take more weight?
He nodded, ‘if it’s right’
‘What’s the most you’ve put on? I can’t believe I’m getting wet again just talking like this
‘Ah I can’t tell you that, your sister’s taken 300gms several times now, so she might go 400 next, but others have taken much more, but I’ve only been doing that for just over 5 years’.
We have a 20 minute break, whilst we recover. I sit on a chair with a towel under me, but there are just a few small drops of blood appearing. He tells me he’s been wanting to ‘play’ with me for a number of years, that he first saw me over 10 years ago, he was playing with my sister from just before that. I realise now that he is much older than I first thought. He likes to do women in the 30-45 age range who’ve had kids, they take things better; most like me have had submissive experiences before, which means it starts at a higher level. The ones my sister sends over like me are not only attractive MILFS, and used to some pain in the games; but all have been scat trained before. I wonder who they are. I can guess at three. My sister takes quiet a hard session, but he has women who will and can take more. He says it’s not a competition; it’s about what you can cope with and enjoy. He’s right.
‘But of course, I like to push her limits each time a woman visits me’ he carries on ‘Your sister said you can match her limits these days’
I nod, after all I did tell her that, ‘You take things harder than that I ask’
‘Oh yes, of course, each woman goes for different things, but I mix it up, what I do to you one night, doesn’t mean next time you come we will do that again, but I will take it higher each time. The ladies like you, some aren’t getting enough sexual satisfaction from normal sex play, You’ve had several orgasms this evening quite hard ones I saw, when was the last time you had that in straight sex with a guy?’.
Yes I knew what he meant. ‘So are there may ladies like us visiting you’
‘Oh yes, I have about 12 current ones, You, your sister and 4 other are at this level or higher, maybe 3 are getting close to you and the others are building up. There are others who have come and gone, Your mother was one of my first to let me go hard, she had a couple of friends, they really started me off, of course she brought your sister to me in time. They all brought others, as maybe you will one day. Of course some don’t like to take it too hard and they tend not to come back’
Our break over he asks if I am ready for part 2, I certainly am.
The Master now laid a nasty looking board on the edge of a strong table; it has all sorts of nails and tacks and strips of barbed wire on it. He had me to sit on this with my legs pushed wide apart dangling off the long edges of the table; using cuffs he loosely tied my ankles to the table legs thus making sure I couldn’t close my legs at all. The nasty bits immediately with my weight sank into my soft bum cheeks. He then placed a 3” crocodile clamp to each labia lip and attached a huge lead weight to each clamp which pulled down painfully my labia.
He now binds up my breasts with two big plastic ties, as he tightens them around the base of each breast, I hear the plastic ratchet click as he pulls each one tighter, one click at a time, then he leave them, they are bulging and changing colour. Onto each nipple and onto my clit he places suction devices, the ones on my nipples are wide enough to cover the pink nipple area completely. First he pumps those ones, my nipples enlarge and swell to maybe twice their size and pulled into the vacuum tube, it feels as if they will explode like a balloon, before he stops, but it feels so good. Next he ties a thin plastic tie tight around the base of each nipple, when he releases the pumps my nipples are held by those ties, big and swollen, I haven’t seen them like that since I breast fed and my nipples are hard, like little rocks. Now he moves to the small pump on my clit. It is pumped; the sensation is even better than on my nipples, like a lover slowly pulling it into his mouth, stimulating the arousal. His final procedure was the same, a plastic tie leaving my clit sticking out like a mini penis.
Taking a fresh hot chilli pepper I watched as he sliced it length ways, one half he draw up and down on my exposed clit for about a minute, at first I felt little reaction, but then the burning started and soon my clit was engorged with blood swollen up, he kept rubbing. The rubbing now combined with the burning is turning me on; my clit grew even bigger and scarlet red. Using the other half of the chilli he then rubbed the inner sides of my pussy, the burning these starts almost immediate drawing blood to the surface.
My arms and hands are free, but he now gave me a electrical devise into each palm of my hands, He tells me to hold the devise closed if I relax a buzzer sounds, or if I flinch or jump in the next part a buzzer will sound. Then showed me how works, the slightest movement sets the buzzer off. The pressure I have to maintain is quite hard. On the table just behind me I see him lay out a mat with a numerous assortment of pins which I know are for me, he seems to have between a dozen and 20 pins of different each size, some are very small very thin surgical needles, getting thicker in range, moving up to map pins, small then large safety pins, huge diaper pins, then what can only be described as the old fashioned hat pin, a real assortment of them with fancy heads and lengths from 10” to maybe 15” and with varying thickness of steel from the thicker diaper to twice that thickness. But what draws my eyes, is a dozen metal skewers, the type mostly seen to barbeque whole chickens.
Starting with small thin pins push them into my breasts, it’s really difficult not to flinch or move as he pushes them in and home, the buzzers sounds, when it does he reaches for pins with thicker needles; by the time there are over 20 in each breast, there is trickles of blood from the base of each pin; by the time he reached my nipples, I had gotten use to the buzzer devices, but had moved up 5 sizes so he was using thick pins. He hadn’t gagged me, but said that if I make any sound, he would gag me and use the big thick skewers through my tits. He then showed me them up close, they defiantly looked like the type of skewer you’d use for kebabs on our barbeque. I keep my sounds too little squeaks as he pushed the pins in, but the bigger, thicker pins are almost drawing a gasp from me each time they break skin, especially on my nipples, He uses one of those big thick diaper pins right through my right nipple, I almost yell, he repeats the same to the left, but my nipples are swollen and erect in spite of (or because of) the punishment.
Next he had me lie back on the table, the nasty board is still in situ, and my legs are straining apart. My clit and labia are fully engorged from the effects of the chilli; I am still trying to hold the buzzer down but it’s now infinitely more difficult lying on my back. He removed the clamps and weights that have stretched my labia dreadfully, and now he now attacked those lips with two thick pins, each is about 9” long and the thickness of those he finished off on my nipples, in other words very thick. He weaves each pin into the fold of my stretched labia going in and out of each lip, time and time again. As each pin is shoved through my engorged labia wall, the pain is excruciating and I have to fight to hold my yelp back as well as hold the buzzer down.
He pushed in and through onto each of my labia about 8 times with these thick pins, I can see my blood on his hands; we both know where he is going to finish. Gleefully showing me the final pin, it is about 3” long, but as thick as a knitting needle, he teased my swollen clit with the sharp tip, I expected him to drive it through my clit from side to side, but he took me by surprise and suddenly drove it in down the very shaft of my clit. The explosion of pain rocks me and I scream, but climax too, the buzzers are sounding continuously. Master’s cock is rock hard and dribbling.
As my body shakes and recovers from the waves of pain shooting through me, I was allowed me to get up and told to remove all the pins from my breasts except those in my nipples. Extracting my bum from the nasty board is painful as I get up stays attached to my bum, till I gingerly pull it away. Pulling the pins out is almost as painful as when they went in, He makes me count them – 72 assorted pins as I drop each into the metal try he hold out. The bleeding starts again for a few moments. He used a swab of cotton wool and surgical spirit to wipe my breasts and bum cheeks.
There are a few minutes of catching our breath ‘I think I heard you scream’ he accuses me
‘Yes I did Master’ I realise what is coming. Noise is further punishment.
‘Was due to the pain or the climax I saw you have’
‘A mix of both’ which was true.
‘So you would be up for me doing that to you again, not now, but on your next visit’
‘Yes I would Master’
I am standing up against his table, my hand behind my head with fingers interlocked, my legs are still tied to the table and the plastic ties are still holding my nipples and clit in swollen condition.
As a few minutes rest and I have recovered a little although my body is still in pain, I am once again laying on the table with my head on the same pillow as before when I eat his shit. His cock enters my pussy, He starts fucking me, his large cock is nice in me, the pleasure starts to build. He tells me that whatever happens I must keep my mouth open and my eyes open. Suddenly he is puking right into my open mouth, it fills, some splashes up my nostrils in into my open eyes, it stings like hell. He is then holding my nostrils and I have to swallow down to breath. Whole waves of nausea rise from my own stomach, I fight it down. He is still fucking me as I swallow I feel him spurt heavily into my cervix.
Letting me sit up and telling me to drink down another pint from the piss-poo bucket, my stomach stops heaving and settles a bit, with the nausea just below the surface, I am holding on as I know if anything comes up, it will only have to be taken back down again.
Now having me stand almost in the centre of the room, he tide my arms above my head, and to a bar in the ceiling till I’m on tip toe, then he fastened one of my ankles to a wall point, spreading my legs wide. Taking a bull whip he now proceeded to whip my body from my breasts down to my knees. With the pins in my nipples and pussy the strikes there are particularly painful. The pain explodes in my head at each strike, and I gasp, knowing not to scream, I fight the need to yell and swear. This lasts about 15 minutes by which time my body is covered in deep red welts. He now pulls out all the remaining pins and needles.
Almost, finally he lays back on the edge of the table and I give him oral homage to his cock balls and arse. He gives me another direct drink of piss which is almost refreshing. Finally we fuck. I am lying flat back on his sturdy table, he fucks so well (most dominant masters don’t), the remnants of pain in my body fade as he pushes my pleasure higher and higher, he fucks my arse alternating with my pussy, thrusting in and out slowly to start with, picking up the tempo. Then in his hand, he has one of those huge skewers and takes hold of my right nipple and pulling my breast out, he holds the tip of that instrument against the stretched breast, he looks me directly in the eyes, he is saying “shall I?” I am so near my climax, I can’t bring myself to actually say ‘yes’ but I nod and he pushes the skewer in, all the way through till the head pops out. The eruption of pain in my brain is countered by the sexual stimulus, my climax recedes, only to start up again and he continues fucking me with a huge grin on his face. He goes for my other breast in the same way, I’m close to saying no, but he just does it anyway! We continue, he puts a second and third skewer into each breast, it is easier for me each time, but the waves of pain diminish, when he pushes the third ones in I am saying yes, yes. And climaxing, and I feel his squirt in my pussy again.
Finally as the clock strikes 1am like Cinderella I stand highlighted on his porch in the bright light in the dark street, his front door closed behind me. Cum and other muck is dripping down my thighs, I am desperate to relieve my bladder. Where are you? The porch light goes off I keep still any movement will reactivate it. A car comes around the corner, lights full on illuminating me for a couple of seconds, is that you? I cannot see. It stops - it is you, I climb gratefully into our car, knowing my night is not over yet, you will want to clean me up when we get back.
Update since 2014:-
The other things he has done, none are exclusive to him with the exception of the ‘bees’:-
Beads:- Craig had this device with is a combination of anal beads and a butt plug, there are about a dozen plastic bead starting the size of a broad bean getting larger and culminating in a large Butt plug. Instructions are to insert it on getting up on the day of a session, to be worn all day. He says he can tell if it’s not been in me for at least 12 hours (probably true).
Labia piercing:- Instead of the skewers as used about; He has sewn my labia lips together; My sister had done this to me first in 2012, but with about 8 insertions to each lip but using a thin daring needle and cotton. Craig used a bloody big darning needle and inserted about 12 times in each lip the first time rising to 16; I think he uses a guitar string each time. He takes his time.
Pussy Play:- Using a vaginal speculum, he spreads my pussy wide open. Now with easy access to my inside vagina he can drip molten wax into me, or tabasco juice; or rub raw crushed chilli and so on.
Enema play- in the account above he used my own piss to enema into my rectum, he has also used cold beer and another time white wine. The problem is that white wine seems to diffuse into my system and I get very tipsy, very quickly and of course when it comes out I still have to drink it down. He now knows that when that happens I go along with anything he wants me to do or allow him to do.
Burns Night: - Once in secure bondage, upright; upside down or horizontal, he uses ice cubes to cool down areas then burns with the glowing embers of a cigarette or cigar, this is applied to say firstly the white part of my breasts getting nearer the nipple all the time till he is there. Also done on the outside and inner lips of my labia; in on and around the clit.
Breast piercing:-
He has a board with 2 sets of thick skewers, each has at least 10” of free metal and they are arranged in a ‘X’ shape. The front skewer is placed just behind the nipple of each breast; the biggest and thickest skewer is then just underneath the fullest part of my breast and the two outer ones into the fleshy outer parts. He has usually already pierced each nipple with a large diaper pin. This now has weights added to it to pull each breast onto its 4 pins, slowly. The torture will continue till all four skewer tips thrust through the upper breast line on each boob. It takes 20-25 minutes. He has also used a massive fishing hook with barb, using that in a similar way to the labia torture above, by push it into the underside of a nipple and pushing thru to the top.
As I mentioned in the main story he has a vast ***********ion of pins and skewers, plus he has a ‘breast stretcher’ this is a devise which pulls the breasts outwards from my chest, by clamping each nipple and slowly twisting a bar. Which is planted on my chest between my breasts. In itself it is painful to have your boobs pulled till you feel the skin won’t stretch any further without ripping. But it opens up for him to drive a pin or skewer into each breast, instead of just left to right or up and down. In 2015, he took a 4” nail and tapped it slowly with a small hammer, right through the very teat of each nipple, till only the head remained visible, capping each nipple. He’d done this to me three times when on that third time in 2017 he freed me from the ‘breast stretcher’ and had me lay my breast on a board, I sorta knew what was going to happen, he then hammered a nail through one nipple right beside the inward poking on directly onto the board, this was followed by a second on the other side and then the other nipple had two nails in as well. Of course in time he’s moved to bigger and thicker 6” nails.
Outside:-
His house is in the countryside and whilst he lives in a lane of modern houses, his garden backs quite a way. The first part (about 25 yards) is laid to lawn, the next is a vegetable patch and the final third is a bit messy and unkempt. That area has two Oak trees which somehow are just the right distance to be used in bondage. He has a garden shed here where he stores his bits and pieces.
In the summer, I have visited him in the evenings and even had Sunday afternoon sessions. The only concession for my arrival in daylight, I am allowed to wear a cape or coat. But I have to let it slide off me as I arrive at his front door and before I can press the doorbell. When we walk down to his ‘patch’, I am always naked and aware that I will be visible to at least 3 or 4 neighbouring houses till we are in the ‘patch’. It is in the patch of course that he conducts part of his session.
Bondage:- Because of the two trees he has numerous option as to bondage – facing the tree; back to a tree; spread-eagled upright or upside down between the two; Suspension by breasts from a branch; Once in a position he can apply various whips, which are impractical indoor, such as a bull whip, riding whips etc. Of course splayed legs apart and upside down is an ideal position to be pussy whipped.
Nettles:- I’ve had stinging nettles applied to my tits and pussy before going back to my outdoor meets with John, also others have done it. It is one torture that applied right to me takes me to a high climax quite quickly, the downside is the after effects, which can last 24 hours. Craig has his own fresh supplies in his garden, and whilst he uses basically the same idea as the others, when it comes to the whipping of my breasts and/or pussy he puts at least one rose thorn stem within his bunch.
Wired:- One Sunday afternoon he had me stand against one of the trees, where upon he started to wrap around my breasts and around the tree a strand of new barbed wire, he made about 6 or 7 circuits till I had a bra, then repeated this to give me panties. Standing there it didn’t seem too bad a thing, till be brought out a bull whip and used it all over, where upon the jerking I made as the lash hit home, pinged bits of the barbs into my flesh. But the worst part was getting free at the end.
Ants:- Craig has managed to cultivate a red ants nest, and he uses this in conjunction with other bondage items like the barbed wire to have me sitting at the base of the tree, legs splayed apart and with a sticky substance applied to my whole pussy area, including a small plastic tube also coated with he runs into my pussy. From here he lets the ants run freely for a while (about half an hour) and goes and makes him-self a drink. Although they go all around my pussy, nipping as they go, they literally swam up inside my pussy. It’s particularly painful when they reach my cervix, and is hugely uncomfortable as they nip, and I squirm, which is why he used barbed wire.
Other insects:- he takes a perverse delight in feeding me a range of insects which are still alive, having collected him in the days before my session. The first time he had me open my mouth whilst he dropped in a spider, followed by another 5 minutes later; also he dropped a couple of very long worms into my mouth; I have to keep my mouth fully open so he sees them wriggling about, before he allows me to swallow. In addition to those over various sessions he’s added, maggots; beetles and slow worms.
Leeches:- Applying leeches to my pussy, clit and nipples allowing them to suck, this engorges them and those parts with blood, make my bits more sensitive.
Bees and wasps
He does this once every summer to me (& presumably to the others too). My mouth is gagged with a huge dildo gag, so when I scream it’s kept quiet, because even on his punishment scale, this is a screamer.
The base of my tits are bound tightly, just as they start to purple up slightly, Next he used the erector pumps on my nipples and clit, tying off tiny thin plastic cable ties at their base; this will feel them aroused and erect for at least the next 20 minutes. Next he slips a 2” long clear plastic tube into my pussy, its diameter is bigger than most cocks. Using the small fish hook with barbs he pulls my vagina well apart and with fishing line passes them around the back of my thighs and stomach so that they keep me spread well open.
Master then "paints" my taut nipples; breasts and vagina region including inside with sweet water in some places, sticky glue in others. Making stripes down my sides in alternating substances, but sticky stuff all over my stiff, long pink nipples and around my clit and labia.
I step into a large clear plastic bag with hole for my legs which I have to force through just to my knees, same applies to my arms, The top of the bag reaches my neck area and with tape around my lower neck it is sealed off. I start sweating almost straight away even when the weather is not so hot. The bag is very loose around my body; and now he places me between the two trees; he ties me spread-eagled my wrists and ankles to each trunk.
After ascertaining I’m all just as he wants, goes off to fetch his bees. On one of the trees behind me had hooks up a large wooden container, using a wide aperture hose (from an air con unit), he makes an insert in my bag between my thighs and tapes it over; then he pushes the other end into the container. A collection of bees and wasps has been kept in there for a while and they smell the coatings on my body and flow down the tube.
Master sits in his lawn chair sipping a drink and watching as the bees and wasps, at least 400 hundred, swarm all over my body, especially to the area he has splashed with the sweet mix. For several minutes he flicks at me with a long horse whip, this is purely to make me wriggle around and to agitated the bees and wasps I am tossing the bees from side to side, making my boobs and bum bounce and jiggle. But as they try to take flight some realise they are stuck in the substance. Scared and angry, the bees and wasps begin to sting.
Sting after sting electrifies my nipples and my pussy, I dread ones landing on my clit, but of course they find that and sting. Then I feel them sting my outer and inner labia and then entering my spread pussy, they sting in there too, near my g-spot. The agony is immense the entirety of my tits and pussy feel like they are on fire. The more I use my limited range of motion, using my shoulders to try and shake the angry bees off my boobs, the angrier they get.
I scream and scream as my stinger-pierced tits, purple now from their bonds, now bear red, inflamed bumps everywhere. The swelling in my areolas is so great my nipples are so swollen up; I’m sure my clit is the same, you can’t see the black plastic ties. The first 5 minutes are always the worse, then I start to get a sexual rush, now a sting right inside my pussy or right into my nipple, is magic; but a sting on my clit drives me to new heights, even to a climax; one time two wasps landed on my engorged clit at the same time and bit, I almost blacked out. After about 20 minutes the stinging subsides, but he keeps me there for a full 30 minutes.
Then Master steps over to me slashes open the plastic bag and frees me of that, but I am still spread eagles to the two trees. He begins to tweezers bee and wasps bodies out of the sticky substance, the ones still alive flee into the air.
He then surveys the work of the bees and wasps. He is proud their work while my agony is so great I forget who I am and where I am and who I serve. Each sting is now reaching its height of pain and swelling. He cuts each tie off, I look down my nipples are the size of and look like ripe plumbs, my clit looks like a little boy’s cock, but also plumb coloured. Seconds later the blood reflows to those bits and a whole new world of pain erupts.
He then applies a series of canes and whips to bring me to a climax.
I usually visit Craig at least twice a year, each time is a wonderful experience, but my body needs a few weeks the recovery each time.