I’ve waited for this day for so long. I have had thoughts and dreams of how it would come to pass. My heart is racing and my breathing has quickened. I dare not move from where my Master told me to stand. I hear the door open, again I dare not move, and hear his steps as they come closer towards me. He places his hands on my shoulders and slowly lowers the straps of my dress pulling them down towards my waist. There he wraps his hands about my waist and pulls my body back towards his. I can feel his body tense as he holds me tightly. The feel of his cock upon my ass has me groaning to have him take me now. He won’t. That is not what tonight is about. He brushes my hair away from my shoulder and takes a bite. It is the greatest sensation of pain and pleasure. I feel like I could burst from the heat of my body. I feel him release his hands only to have him tug at my dress and pull it completely down. Nothing is left but my exposed body. No underwear and no shoes. Those were my Master’s instructions.
Master steps away from me once again and I hear him searching for something from the desk in the corner of the room. Then I hear it. The sound that always brings a smile to my face and trepidation to my skin. It is the sound of my lead, which I know is attached to my collar. I hear him stepping forward and I immediately extend my hands out palms facing up. He lays the lead on my hands as he lifts the collar to place around my neck. I don’t dare let my lead slip from my hand or it will cost me a slash upon my breast with it. I can feel the collar around my neck snug and tightly secured. Master walks in front of me and takes the lead from my hands and begins to walk me out of the room. I have no clue why we are leaving the room. There is everything we could possibly use here. A desk, chair, sofa and toys.
We step out of the room and he walks me towards the living room where I can now hear whispers. As we turn the corner I can see where the whispers are coming from. There are four men sitting, drinking and talking. Master walks me towards the wall where there is a metal holder in place and he hooks the end of my lead to it. I stand there facing the wall knowing my back and ass are exposed to the viewing of my Master and these men. Before I can fully grasp what is happening, I feel the smack of a hand on my ass and the spread of heat. I am not even fully aware if it was my Master or another until I hear my Master tell me to count and thank him for the spanking. I say, “Thank you Master. That is one, Sir.” He then says to keep counting. I continue, “Two Sir, three Sir, four Sir” and I continue to count to twenty. My Master stops and I can feel the warmth spread about my entire ass. My Master begins to gently caress my back from shoulder down towards my ass where I can feel the sting, every time he touches me. Then it all stops and I feel him touching me no longer though I know he is standing very close behind me. I can feel his presence, his stare and I can hear his breathing, as it is now less controlled. He steps back away from me and I can hear the sound of him picking something up. I hear his steps approaching ever closer to me until he reaches my side and whispers, “You are loved and you are mine. Count for me my Sub.” Then he is behind me again, but before I know what I am about to count for, I feel it. The whoosh and sting of a whip across my back. “One Sir, two Sir, three Sir…” I continue to count as I feel the whip slash across my back, ass and thighs. Master keeps going until I reach the count of thirty and I know what I must say. “Thank you Master.” He steps forward and says, “Good girl.”
Master steps away once more and my mind is everywhere. My body is sore and tender and I can hear the sound of zippers, whispers, clothing shuffling and heavy breathing. He returns to rub a soothing ointment on me while telling me how well I have done and how proud he is of me. Then he unhooks my lead and leads me to a coffee table where the men are. I can see they are all naked just like my Master now is. He has me stop at one end of the table while he walks to the other tugging at the lead. I fully understand what my Master wants. I lean forward and place my hands flat upon the table looking at him as he nods to assure me I have done precisely as he has wanted. I stay there, I dare not move an inch, as he releases the lead and walks back around to my side of the table. There he places one hand on my waist and with the other he begins to rub my clit and enter me with his finger making me wet and getting me ready for him. I can see the men standing around me begin to stroke their cocks and I can feel my body coming to life. My breathing has quickened and I shift my eyes from one man to the next taking it all in. I am so sexually aroused that I have forgotten about the pain and was ready for my Master to offer me my reward. My reward would be his hard cock roughly pounding into me. I climax from Master fingering me while watching these men stroking themselves. I now feel Master’s other hand on my waist and I know he is ready to take me. He enters in one swift hard thrust and doesn’t stop. I am wet and wanting. I love the feel of every thrust inside me, the feel of my body being hit and thrown forward then pulled back to him again and again. The men begin to tug harder and I know they are getting close. I want them to cum while viewing Master and I. Then, it happens. First, one of the men shoots his load on the side of my face and shoulder. I moan at the feel of the warm cum as it lands on my skin. It doesn’t take long for the second to release upon my back and again I moan tensing with excitement, which causes my clit to tighten on Master’s cock. Now the third man is so close, I can sense it and I am ready. He grunts loudly as he shoots his cum on my breast as they sway from the thrust of my Master. I know my Master enjoys that as he begins to slam harder and more erratically into me. The last man moves to stand right in front of me and I look at his cock then up to his face. He is waiting for permission and I turn my head back towards my Master. Master nods at me and I turn back to nod my approval to the man in front of me. He looks pleased as his cum begins to spurt out in long warm strings all over my face. And it is at this moment I begin to convulse, tightening and messaging my Master’s cock causing him to cum inside me.
The men begin to gather their clothing while my Master stands me straight and removes my collar. The men begin to leave while I am led to the bathroom where my Master runs a warm shower for us. He washes me ever so gently making sure not to further injure my back. He only wants to assure me he is there, I am cared for, I have made him proud, I am owned and I am loved. I proudly allow him to care for me then it is my turn. I take the sponge and begin to care for my Master. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I want him to know I, too, am there, will care for him, am proud to be owned by him and I love him…