Thing

October 7, 2007 – 10:00 am

Mistress Leah was the loveliest creature that I had ever seen.
Walking down the airport terminal in a short black miniskirt with high
heels, she showed off her long legs with each step.  Mistress made the
routine act of walking into a piece of art crossing her legs in front
of each other as her hips swayed.  Seeing her bare thighs rub against
each other, I felt myself get hard. 

“I don’t want to hear a word.”

She pushed a large foam ball into my mouth.  I opened wide to try to
keep the incident from getting too much attention.  The ball was not
bad.  It wasn’t like it was springing my jaw open, but it did the
trick of keeping me from talking.  Further when we walked it to the
hotel, no one was the wiser.

As soon as we reached my door, she put her hand out.

“Give me the belt.”

I was shocked. 

“Did you not hear me?  I don’t like to repeat myself.  I want the belt
now.”

The belt around my waist was a heavy leather braided belt with the
finest leather strands interwoven in a crisscross fashion.  I folded
it neatly and placed it in her hand.  Somehow I felt that I was giving
my life away. My mistress smiled.  It was not a pleasant smile, but
rather a knowing smile.

“Open the door now.”

I mumbled and open the door. She motioned me in first, and closed the
door behind us.  Leaning against the door, she looked at me from head
to feet.

“Get out of those clothes.  All of them.  You have no right to wear
clothes.  As you will learn, you have no rights at all in this room.”

I did what she asked immediately.  Pulling my shirt over my head, I
threw it on the bed.  Unsnapping my jeans, I started to lower the
zipper.

“Slowly now.  I want to hear that.”

I slowed down and pulled the zipper down as my cock was arched against
it.  I could hear each tooth as the zipper made its way down. After it
had reached the last tooth, I slid the jeans down.

“Oh I love the sound of a slut’s jeans being dropped.”

I smiled.

“Oh? smiling at me, are you?”

Mistress laughed.

“If you only knew what awaited you, I dont think you would be smiling.
I’m going to use in every way that I desire.  Your ass is going to be
so sore that you will wonder if it will ever be normal again.  So, I
wouldn’t make it any harder on yourself by smiling.”

I dropped the smile and removed the rest of my clothes.

“Bend over that bed and grab some covers.. spread your feet wide.”

I did as I was told.

“I am going to explain some rules.  First, you are not a person.  You
are not a man.  You are a slut.  You have no opinion.  You make no
decisions.  You are my toy to play with as I want.”

I nodded.

When the first lash of the braided belt landed on my ass, it burnt
like fire. I screamed into the foam ball.  It was more out of shock
than pain. The second lash was even harder as the belt left a red line
across my ass. The next one was a little lower.

“The second thing is that I hate to repeat myself.”

She laid five more lashes into my ass.  I felt the heat growing under
her punishment.

“I had to ask for the belt twice.  That is not acceptable.  I expect
each command to be done immediately.”

She slowly made sure that every inch of my ass was set afire. 

“I will do anything to you that I want.  I own you.  I own your
asshole.  I own your mind.  I own your body.  I don’t care if you love
me or hate me.  I don’t care that you like what I do or not.  You will
do it or you will suffer the consequences.”

Mistress changed positions and straddled my neck with her knees on
either side.  Facing my feet, she rubbed her pussy against my neck as
she looked at my ass.

“I want to check out my new asshole.  Pull the cheeks apart for me.”

I did as she asked.  I was rewarded with the braided belt crashing
down on my tender asshole.  I jumped from the pain and moaned into the
bed.

“Oh that felt good.  It went right to my pussy.  I want more of that.”

The belt came down long ways down my crack and the tip hit my
vulnerable asshole.  I screamed into the ball and bed.  My body heaved
up. Mistress rode my head like a bull rider. 

“YEA!!!”

She slammed the belt down again and again.

“I’m going to cum, Slut.”

The belt came down faster and harder. 

“My cum is so close now that I can feel it.”

I felt each blow in my asshole as it heated up from the lashes.

“It is building…I’m almost there”

My asshole was puckered and so sore that I could not barely handle
each new lash.  Each time that she hit it, I bucked.

“Oh My God.  I am CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING.”

She didn’t have to tell me that.  I could tell by the way that she was
pressing her pussy against me that she was cumming hard.  The wetness
from the cum drenched me.  I was just glad that she was not still
pounding my asshole.  She was breathing so hard.  Finally, she caught
her breath.

“Not bad.  Not bad at all.  The slut did good.  I guess the slut won’t
have to go to the chair yet.  Do you know what I am going to do next?”

She was talking to herself.  Even if I could have answered, I knew
that I had a right to answer.  I was nothing but a hole for her.

“I’m going to fuck my slut.”

I looked over my shoulder and watched my mistress strap on a huge
dildo.  It must have been 10 inches long and 2 inches wide. 

“And I’m going to love this so much.”

I flinched.  My asshole clenched at her words.

“Oh now, that is not being a very good fuck toy.”

I tried to relax.

“I can see some instruction is needed.  A slut wants to be fucked
every minute of the day.  A good slut would have been begging for my
strap-on by now.  Nevertheless, it will learn cause this strap-on is
going up that ass.  I can see by that tight asshole that I have a
virgin hole.  Oh I love virgin assholes.  Big tough men always have
the most virgin assholes.”

I felt her finger caress the rim of my asshole.  I jumped.  Her cold
finger eased it’s way inside my sore asshole.

“Nice and tight. Oh not for a long.  Slut only have pussies, and the
main function of a pussy is to take a dick. I am going to enjoy making
that asshole into a pussy.  Soon what was a big strong man will be a
good slut wiggling and begging for me to use the asshole-pussy.
Believe me, slut will learn that being fucked in the pussy is better
than the alternative.”

Mistress pushed a little glob of KY into my asshole.  It allowed her
finger to slide easily.  As soon as she had the finger inside, she
started pushing it as far as she could in all directions.  Stretching
my ass further with each turn.

I mumbled into the bed as she stretched me.

“Sluts love their asses to be fucked.  They live for it.  And don’t
think for a second that I am taking my time to stretch you open to
make it easier for you.  I just don’t want my fuck toy messed up.  I
wont have to do this every time.  I’m going to fuck my asshole-pussy
so many time that Slut will feel like a whore after a long Saturday
night.”

Her words threw my mind into a panic.  I thrashed my head into the
bed.

“Okay, Slut has just earned a trip to “The Chair”.  I see there’s a
need for an attitude adjustment.  Still, it will have to wait until
after this fuck.  I can’t wait to fuck this virgin asshole.”

I had no idea what she meant by a trip to “The Chair”.  At the time, I
didn’t care.  I felt was fear through out my body.  The type of fear
that paralyzes.  I felt the huge head of the strap-on press against my
sore asshole.

“Oh God, Slut has such a tight asshole-pussy.”

I felt my tight asshole stretch more as she slide the head inside
making my asshole close around it.

“Remember Sluts like the asshole fucked. So act like you are a good
slut or “The Chair” is going to be worse.  Slut lives to be be fucked”

With that she pushed the strap-on deeper, I screamed into the foam
ball.  It encouraged her to push deeper yet.  My asshole attempted to
stretch to accommodate the strap-on.  Then I felt the tip hit
something inside of me.  It was like a wall that would not bulge.

“My little fuck toy likes this.  Just think of this strap-on as my
dick. The dick is the center of all pleasure right.  Isn’t that what
those big tough men say.  Now, it is my hot thick dick fucking this
asshole.  It is my dick.  I expect you to always want my dick up that
slutty ass.”

Mistress pulled her dick back a little and rammed it back inside to
break through the wall hit earlier.  The dick slide into my ass
another inch.  Each inch of the smooth dick pressed against the walls
of my ass.  I could feel it stretching each new area that it
encountered.

Finally her dick hit another wall.  It was a stubborn wall.  Each time
that she pressed against it, I felt pain up into my gut.

“Slut had better take my dick now.  Take my entire dick or I’m going
to be so pissed.  After all, what good is a slut that I can’t fuck.  I
might need to just pump some battery acid up that ass to break up the
resistance.”

I froze at the thought.

“I am not joking, Slut.  I am not pushing my dick in anymore.  A good
slut wants the asshole filled more than the Mistress.  I want to see
my fuck toy to show me how much it wants my dick.  I want my fuck toy
to do the fucking.  Show my dick how much you want it.  I am giving
you two minutes to get it all inside of that slutty ass.  Better show
me some reason to keep that fucking ass.”

I didn’t know if I could take anymore, but I knew that I had to try.
I pushed my ass back against her dick.  I felt the pressure deep
inside of me.  I had to take Mistress’s dick.  I didnt know why, but I
knew that I had to.  I used my toes to arch my back and press back on
her dick.. Pushing the dick deeper yet.  It was setting the inside of
my ass on fire.  I pushed harder.. forcing it deeper.

“Now that is a good Slut.  Take it deeper.  Fuck my dick good, push it
all inside of that ass.”

I did just that.  With one last push backwards, my ass came in contact
with her thighs.  She moaned.  What I didn’t know was a part of the
strap-on connected to a dildo in her pussy.  As I pushed back, it
drove that part deeper into her.

“Fuck it now.  Show me something.  Fuck that tight ass on my dick..
Take it like a slut that can’t get enough.”

I leaned forward and felt her dick slide out of my ass.  Just as soon
as I thought that it was going to slip out, I felt her hands on my
hip.  I pressed back swallowing the whole dick in one push.  I groaned
into my foam ball. Just as soon as I was totally impaled, I slid
forward and pushed back again.  This time she moaned.

“That’s it Slut.  Work that ass.  Show me that it is good for
something.”

I did just that and slide almost off the dick and then pressed back.
I felt her dick slide all the way inside of me.  I could feel every
inch as it slid inside.  My mistress was starting to breath hard. 

“Faster slut.  Fuck that ass harder.  Or so help me I will…”

She interrupted her statement with a groan as I fucked my ass harder
against her stationary body.  Slapping my ass with an open hand, she
hit the red sting marks from the belt.

“Harder slut.  Fuck my dick faster…”

She gasped.

“Fuck toy, if you mess up this cum….”

She gasped as her body started to tingle.  A orgasm building inside of
her body as I fucked her dick with all the energy that I could manage.

“… I swear… I will spank that ass with barb wire…”

Panic filled me and I pushed even harder back until I felt my ass take
all the dick that she had to offer and pushing for more.  Mistress
pulled my ass cheeks apart to let me take more.  I heard her panting
loudly as she pressed into me. 

“Ohhhhh .. Ohhhhh thats it fuck toy.. Ohhh yes.. Ohh I’m so close..
Ohhh almost there.. God, it’s all through my body.. I’m about to
explode.  Ohhhhhhh.”

I pushed back as hard as I could to please her and help her cum.

“Oh my god, here I am cummmmmmmmmmmmming.”

When she did, her body vibrated and rubbed against my ass.  The sweat
from her thighs filled the sting marks on my ass and set it on fire
anew.

I waited to hear some compliment or pat on the head.  Nothing came.
Without emotion, she pulled her dick out of my ass.

“Get that ass on the floor, Slut.  It’s place is on the floor.  Lower
than an animal.  This will be the last time that the slut will stand.
 From now on, it will always stay on its knees.  I never want my slut
to be above me.”

Shocked, I slowly inched my way off the bed.  Mistress grabbed my hair
and pulled me off like she would a stray mutt.

“Down NOW!!!”

I knocked to the floor.

“I am tired.  Go lay in the corner, and let me rest for a minute.
Then, I have to make sure the slut gets that trip to “The Chair”.  It
will be a wise thing if my fuck toy learns better manners.  I don’t
know if that is possible.  Sluts are generally pretty stupid. I guess
it doesnt matter as long as my slut is a good ass fuck.  I can spank
and fuck until it learns.”

Mistress looked down.

“Let me see that ass.”

I turned and put my head down in the carpet pushing my ass up.

“It looks like it is more open, good, that is how it should be.  It
has to be as big as a pussy cause I want to fuck it like one.  Here
I’m going to give it something for company.”

I flinched as she slid a butt plug inside my ass.  It was snug as it
slid inside.  After getting the widest part inside, my asshole closed
around the handle making sure that it would not slip out.

“That’s a small one,” Mistress said  “I’m going to keep that ass
expanding.  So you’ll never be without a companion.  Except when I am
fucking it.”

She looked down at my limp cock.

“Poor thing, did fuck toy not get to cum.  Guess what? I don’t give a
fuck.  It’s here for my pleasure.  I’ll fuck it whenever I feel like
it and how I want to.  I may never let my slut cum again.  That is if
my slut doesn’t learn to cum from having its ass fucked.  Maybe that
is how we will condition my slut.  Cums are only allowed when I am
fucking that asshole.  Now would that might make my slut want an ass
fucking a little more?”

I must have shown a sad face.

“Fuck it.  I’m tired of that puppy dog face.  It is time to introduce
you to the chair.”

I must looked shocked.

“Now!!!  Hop up in that chair like a dog would.”

She pointed at an overstuffed arm chair.  I wasn’t really sure what
she mean when she said like a dog.  I thought about how a dog would do
it.  I put my arms up in the seat like the front paws, then pulled my
knees up onto the cushion.

“Oh that is a good Slut.”

As I knelt in the seat of the chair facing the back, I felt her wrap
tape around my ankle and then secure to the front part of the chair
arm.  Mistress pulled my other ankle to the other side and secured it.
I felt the cool air conditioner blowing between my legs.

“I’m disappointed in you slut.  When I’m disappointed, then my slut
will get a trip to “The Chair”.  I love the chair and any excuse will
do.  I’ll even make it have some variety for you.”

I took a deep breath.  The next thing that I felt was cold leather
straps going around my balls.  I couldn’t see the details, but felt
one of my balls being pushed into some kind of loop.  It was tight.
Then my other ball was passed through a tight loop.  She tightened the
leather.  I groaned.

“Oh, I see that the ball spreader is working.  Slut will probably not
like this very much, but it is needed to train correctly.  Now lets
get this a little tighter.  With that, I felt a white lightening type
of pain flash before my eyes.  My balls were being torn apart from
each other.

“Now, I have a present for you.”

Mistress pulled out a big leather dog collare with big studs and
fitted it around my neck.  She fastened a string to the collar and
threw it over the back of the chair.

“Oh you so cute, Slut,” Mistress said.  “Almost as cute as my puppies,
but not quite.  Okay, now back to these balls.  Let pull them out a
little.”

I felt my balls being pulled.  As soon as I thought that I could no
longer handle it, she connected the ball spreader to the rope.  My
head and balls were now tied tight.  If I moved either one, I was in
pain.

“There.  I think we have it all set.  Welcome to “The Chair.  There
are lots of variations.  I am sure that I’ll get the chance to show
all of them.”

I could do nothing but listen.  She walked around to where my head was
leaning on the back of the chair, and showed me a small whip with a
bunch of small lashes.

“This is called a cock whip.  It will be the starting point today.”

I looked at it in terror.  I knew exactly what she was going to do and
I could hardly bear to stay silent.  As soon as she returned behind
me, I felt the first lash.  The cock whip sprayed all over my tied
balls.  It stung like fire.  Each little strands was sharp and left
small microcut on my balls.

“Does Slut remember thrashing around acting like it did not want my
dick. A good slut always wants to be fucked. Understand?  I am going
to help you understand.”

She whipped my balls hard and aggressively.  She let the whip wrap
around to catch all sides of my tender genitals. 

Whack…. Whack… Whack … Whack

I felt the heat rise in my balls even more.  They tried to contract to
get away from the pain, but the rope yanked them causing pain on two
fronts.

“Slut you are to never…. never, and I mean never discourage a fuck.
A slut lives to be fucked in any hole and at anytime.”

Whack… Whack… Whack… Whack.

“Slut was so bad for thrashing that head like that.  Stupid.  Never
discourage another fuck, or Slut will see this treatment as painless.
Do I make myself clear?”

Whack… Whack… Whack… Whack

“God, I love that ass the way it looks up at me.  And gee these balls
are getting so red.  I can see stripes starting to show here and
there.  A welt or two also.  Ohhh those balls love me don’t they?”

Whack… Whack…

These were harder.  I could feel each strand of the whip come in
contact.  The entire skin area of my balls was on fire from the rising
welts.

“Oh, this is turning me on too much.  I’m going to get a vibrator.”

She did just that.  Burying it inside her pussy, she worked on my ass.

Whack… Whack.

We both moaned.  She held one hand at her panties as she whipped.  The
stretched skins really made them even more sensitive to each contact.
The pain grew to where I could not resist moaning when a new blow
came.

“Another rule is that a slut is for fucking and not talking.  One
word.  If I hear one word out of its mouth, slut comes back here for a
session.  Please give me the excuse.  Oh God, I love teaching sluts.”

Whack

“Uggggggggggg,” I responded.

Whack.. Whack… Whack.

I could no longer feel my balls except when the lashes hit and then
the pain was almost unbelievable.

“I will let you bark, Slut.  Kinda in the same family as a dog, well
an inferior dog.  My dog is so much better than a Slut.”

I groaned.

“Is the slut understanding the rules?  Sluts love their Mistress’s
dick and will do anything to get it. If my slut sees my strapon, I
expect the slut to beg and plead to be fucked.   Does my slut
understand me?”

She removed my foam ball and spanked my balls again.

“Answer me?”

“Woof,” I barked.

“Good Slut, maybe you can learn.  Don’t want any more trips do you?”

“Woof,” I barked.

“Well, we’re not quite done.  Those balls look so sore and open.  I
bet they sting.”

I watched Mistress as she stood in front of me and squirt a palm full
of a white paste into her gloved hand.  Looking closer, I saw the
package was labeled IcyHot.  She looked me in the eye.

“Does my little Slut know where this is going.  All over those swollen
balls.”

That is exactly what she did.  It was kinda cool and relaxing at
first.  The more that she rubbed it in making sure that it went into
each crease and cut, it started to heat.  She took off the glove and
sat back on the bed.  The IcyHot started to burn worse on my tender
skin.

“UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG,” I cried.

Mistress just kept stroking her pussy.  Starting to gain more speed,
as the air conditioner blew on my balls.  My skin felt like it was
literally on fire.  Like liquid fire was licking every cut.  I could
not stay silent.

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“Oh yes slut.  You almost got a word there.  Give me a word and I’ll
fuck your ass with that IcyHot.  Just give me an … excuse.”

I could tell that she was getting close to her orgasm.  I thrashed in
the seat and tried anything to stop the burning.  My legs were too
tied to the heavy chair to do any good.

Mistress watched me and stroked her clit harder and faster.

“Ohhhhhh yesssssssss slut.  Wiggle that ass some more.  My Slut may
need its ass fucked again. Ohhhh I feel it coming fuck toy.  Ohh my
cum is rising.  Ohh this is so much fun watching you.  Ohhhh…
Ohhhhh… I… love…..”

I groaned and moaned.

Mistress rubbed her clit faster as the vibrator hummed deep inside of
her.

“Ohhh I’m going to cum Slut. Ohhhh… Ohhh.  Here I cum.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.”

She thrusted the vibrator in and out of her pussy until she exploded.
Mistress came and came.  It was only after five minutes of resting
that she started to talk again.

“Oh, that was so good.  I love when my body shakes like that after I
cum.  There is nothing like these trips to the chair, is there Slut?”

I thought about how the best way to answer.

“Woof.”

“How cute.  Slut is really starting to learn.  I’m amazed.  Okay, I’ll
end the chair a little early this time.  It being the first time and
all.  I hope my slut has learned a little.  Let me review some of the
important things.”

I waited for her summary.  Listening intent to make sure that I
understood the rules correctly.

“Sluts are here to be fucked.  They do not have feelings.  They don’t
think.    They will never reject a chance to be fucked.  If there is
even a hint of being fucked, they will be excited.  If they are not,
they will come right back to this chair and get a reminder.”

I knew that I did not want that to happen.

“Let me see.  A slut can not talk.  Not even a single word.  They
crawl like an animal on their hands and knees.  Hands are just paws.
And a fuck toy should never touch its dick for any reason.  I hope it
understands this.  I am sure that I have forgotten some of the smaller
details.  The most important thing is that they do whatever is asked
of them and quickly.”

She untied my balls and slipped the ball spreader off of my swollen
balls.  It hurt like crazy as she pushed each ball which was twice its
normal size through the loop.  Pulling the rope from my dog collar,
she spoke.

“The collar stays.  It makes a Slut know their place.  Now, down you
go.  Get on the floor like a good little pet.”

I wasted no time getting out of that torture chair.  Hopping down, my
balls bounced and made me groan.

“I see it is a little sore.  Let me assure my pet that this was a
light trip to the chair.  I expect that it will be making a few more
trips before it is over.  I expect my sluts to be well behaved and do
exactly what I ask.  They should know their place.  When I entertain,
I do not like being embarrassed.  So I have to train well.”

“Woof,” I said.

“You are doing so well, pet.  Now let me show my pet where to sleep
tonight.   Tomorrow will be a brand new day with all kinds of new
things to learn.”

Pulling me by the collar, Mistress lead me to a crumpled rug at the
foot of the bed.  I obediently crawled on top of it.  As the lights
turned off, I smiled and wondered what the next day would bring.
*************

Thank you Mistress for everything.

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