William's Punishment I held the note at the window for better light and read
it again: "Come to my house at 7pm tonight. Wear high heeled shoes, a short
skirt and a blouse that unbuttons. Do not wear underwear and have your cock
and balls shaved bare." I couldn't believe my eyes. She was actually asking me
over. But what did she have planned for me. I was both excited and fearful. It
was six o'clock now. I went into the bathroom and undressed. How in the hell
did I get into this terrible mess anyway, I pondered. It was just yesterday
that she had caught me smoking marajuana just behind the gym at the
university. She is a security guard and told me she would report me to the
dean. I offered her $100.00 in order to stay out of trouble, but she declined
saying that she took her job seriously and wanted to rid the university of
druggies. I almost laughed at her, but she was very serious. Besides, she
turned me on. Her figure was fantasatic and I could see her nipples jutting
throught her uniform. I fantasized that they were big, erect nipples, just the
way I like them. She was definately a beautiful woman. She had brown hair,
blue eyes and a French accent. She told me I could be dismissed from the
university for making the offer I had just made, and ordered me off the
property. A few moments later she had strongly called me back, played back a
tape recording she had made of the conversation and threatened to send a copy
to the dean unless I did as I was told. In fear of these consequences, I had
quickly agreed. Earlier today I got the note. It was unsigned, but I knew who
it was from. I rinsed the soap off my body, climbed out of the shower and
towelled myself dry. I combed my hair, and dressed in a skirt which had been
left by one of my former girlfriends. It did fit me, but barely covered my
ass. Next I put on some high heels, and a low cut blouse which had also been
left. 'Stockings?' I wondered. I thought I would look real good in them, so I
put on a pair. I then looked at myself in a mirror. Not bad, I thought. Just
like a hooker! She will definately approve of me and I was sure we would have
a great evening of sex, and if I really was able to please her fancy she might
just forget the whole business afterall. Better not be seen out on the street
like this though. So I put on a trench coat and got in my car. * * * 'You're
half an hour late, you little slut.' She said. She did not give the welcome I
expected. 'Get your ass in here.' I started to make excuses about the traffic,
but she did not want to hear. 'Shut your mouth, you silly little bitch. You're
going to have to learn to do everything I tell you, and do it right. If you
say one more word I'm going to gag you.' 'But, officer.....' That was all I
had time to say before the she grabbed my head and strapped a rubber ball gag
into my mouth. I was still coming to terms with the shock of this, when my
wrists were grabbed, and bound together behind my back. I turned to face her,
and she ripped my blouse open, exposing my chest and losing several buttons in
the process. 'My God,' I thought, 'what kind of pervert is she?' As if to
answer my question, she went on to describe the experiences in store for me
that evening. While she was squeezing and twisting my little nipples, she
said, I'm going to give you a good spanking, to punish you for being so late.
I will tie you up with a few ropes and see what I can my imagination can come
up with. While you're still tied up I'm going to fuck your tender little ass
with a double dildo. Then I will suck on your cock until it swells and becomes
long and hard. And when you are just about ready to cum, I will deny you by
stopping everything. I will do this over and over again, until you scream for
release.' 'Now, I have a special little treat for you. And I think it will be
a real surprise.' She pointed to the corner of the room. 'I want you to bring
me that paddle right now slut.' I thought for a brief moment that this evening
was not going to be nearly as enjoyable as I had hoped. I looked at the paddle
and thought that it did not look very thick. 'How bad can it be?' I thought,
and fetched the paddle - with some difficulty because of the restraints. She
indicated where I should stand, and ordered me to bend over. The cheeks of my
ass were now exposed by the short skirt. 'Pull up your skirt,' she ordered,
and I gingerly pulled up the back of my skirt and tucked it in the waist band.
'Legs apart!' I spread my legs, aware that my shaved cock and balls were now
on display. 'Wider!' I spread my legs till it hurt, and knew she was enjoying
the view. I moaned suddenly as one of her fingers slid into my asshole. My
cock was rock hard and erect by now and she reach around and grabbed it. She
stroked it beautifully a few times, but she did not give me any satisfaction.
In a moment my wrists were fastened to a chain which was hooked to a planter
hook in the ceiling, and my ankles also in locking cuffs were fastened to the
ends of a long bar, forcing my legs even wider apart. 'You're going to get
thirty strokes,' she said, 'on your cute little ass. After that you get a
choice - you can agree to be my sex slave until you graduate from college, or
you can take another thirty strokes, but this time across your cock. Well,
here we go.' I flinched as the paddle lashed past my upturned ass, but the
stroke did not connect. 'That cunt!' I thought, 'she's playing with me.' The
second and third strokes did not make contact either, and I was beginning to
think that the whole thing was a game, but suddenly the paddle bit into my
bottom, and I really felt a line of fire across my cheeks. 'Oh, that's BAD!' I
thought, 'I can't stand that. I've got to tell her to stop.' I was now
wriggling, moaning and pleading through my gag, as the paddle hit my buttocks
again and again. By the tenth stroke I realized that she was rather enjoying
the wriggling, but otherwise paying no attention to my pleas. Now, the pain
was pretty bad and I started to cry tears of pain and frustration. But my cock
was sticking up higher and was harder than ever. After twelve strokes, she
paused to cut the rest of the clothing off my body. Then she got herself a
drink and sat in an armchair admiring my body displayed in bondage. My former
creamy white cheeks of my ass were now fiery red and swollen. She waited until
my sobs were reduced to quiet snuffling. The next twelve strokes were
delivered very slowly, with pauses to fondle my balls and caress my cock. I
was still desperately turned on, and each time her fingers stroked my balls I
would almost cum. But she seemed to know this and would stop just at the brink
of orgasm and give me another slashing blow across my swollen hot red ass. She
paused again, and fetched something that looked to like clip on earrings. She
then teased and pinched my nipples into hard erection. I realized with a shock
what she intended to do. The devices were clipped onto each of my nipples.
They pressed so hard that the nipples were distorted. They had small weights
on them that pulled my tender nubbins and made them hang long. The clips hurt,
but not nearly as much as my tormented butt. The last six strokes were the
worst. These were as slow as the previous set, but with delightful fondling to
relieve the pain. Each one was harder than the last, and they covered the back
of my thighs as well as my now burning resilient ass. I was sure she had lost
count, and would go on spanking me for ever. The last one was an uppercut,
that left a welt on my inner thigh only inches from my shaved cock. Despite
all this, I felt I was ready to cum anytime. But instead, again, she stopped
and removed my gag. "Want any more?' she asked. 'Across your cock this time?'
'No, no, please, I beg you, no, no more.' 'Beg to be my sex slave then. And
call me Mistress.' 'Please, oh, please, Mistress, let me be your sex slave,
but don't punish me any more. I'll do anything you want, anything at all.
Please Mistress, I beg you!' 'You agree to do anything I want and with anyone
I want, until you graduate in two years?' 'Yes Mistress.' * * * The next few
hours were a blur for me. I remembered the first orgasm. Still tied bent over,
she started stroking my tender cock with the butt of the whip. I could not
help it, but I came all over it... spurt after spurt of hot, white cum soaked
the whip handle. She made me lick all my cum off it as a punishment. She was
yelling and berating me and told me that if I ever came without her permission
again, she would punish me by whipping my cock until I fainted. After that, I
knew I would be able to control myself. The time seemed to drag on and it was
hard to keep track of what happened. Had she masturbated herself with watching
me with the big 10" vibrating buttplug quivering up my asshole? Had I really
begged to lick her pussy clean after she had been to take a pee? How long had
she left my ankles and wrists tied to my slave collar, with a plastic bag of
ice cubes tied on my cock. My cock was almost frozen before she had finally
warmed it with her warm mouth. Again, she sucked on me until I was just ready
to cum and then stopped and watched my cock throbbing and jerking to a dry
orgasm. Finally I fell asleep, sore and exhausted, tied spread-eagled on her
bed, my private parts displayed for all to see. Others came into the room to
view this erotic scene. Some fondled me while others opened my cheeks and
stuck various things in me. They seemed to especially enjoy kissing and
sucking my penis until it was erect then leave. * * * I was awakened by being
almost smothered by warm fragrant flesh. I tried to push the offender away,
and remembered that I could not move. The events of the past few hours came
back to me in a rush, and I opened my eyes expecting to see my Mistress's
body, but to my shock there was another smooth shaved cock right above my
mouth. I shook my head, but heard her say, 'Suck it, bitch, I want to see you
suck it dry.' I had never even seen a cock up this close and when I refused, I
heard a familiar swish, and felt a lash leave a stinging welt on my thigh. At
once my mouth opened and accepted the hard penis that was forcing its way in.
Getting caught up in it, my tongue stroked along his shaft and I sucked it
deeply into my mouth. It did not take very long for him to cum, as I knew I
was exciting him profoundly. His cock began to throb and hot cum shot into my
mouth in thick squirts. It tasted both sweet and a bit salty, but not at all
bad. Watching this, Mistress then settled her ass down on my face, and begin
to squirm and wiggle with obvious enjoyment as my tongue entered her hot, wet
pussy. Soon she was cumming too, now with her cum filling my mouth. This was
the first time I had ever had sex with a man, and I felt very humiliated to
have been forced into it in this way. But more than that I felt very
embarrassed that I had enjoyed it so much. * * * Soon it was apparent that my
Mistress had more than one slave. She also had a slave girl, who had probably
been entrapped in the same way, I thought, and wondered how many other
students over the years had fallen prey to her hidden tape recorder. Over in
the corner I could hear the slave girl moaning. She was sitting on the floor,
legs tied spread eagle and arms tied and stretched high above her. My Mistress
was kneeling in front of her and spreading her shaved vaginal lips and
attaching thin chains to the rings which apparently went through her labia
lips. She wasn't being hurt by this and rather seemed to enjoy it. Then my
Mistress attached each of the chains to the slave's ankle cuffs, which were
spread eagle. This caused the girls labia lips to be stretched out wide,
exposing her pink inner lips. Now Mistress tormented her by flicking her
tongue across her very swollen clitoris, over and over again... until the girl
could not stand it any longer. Then, inserting her index finger into her cunt,
masturbated the slave to within a pulse of an orgasm and stopped cold. The
woman squirmed and pushed her cunt outward trying to make contact again. But
all this to no avail. Now, Mistress was standing over her and pushing her
vagina onto her mouth. Within moments Mistress came with great magnitude. Her
cum then gushed out of her cunt and the slave lapped it up. I wondered if it
was a dubious pleasure to taste her Mistress's cum dripping out like that, or
did she enjoy it too. * * * Another woman slave turned out to be a good
looking redhead called Cindy, who was in her final year at the university, and
had been her sex slave for the past two years. I noticed that she wore gold
rings in both of her nipples. As the newest slave I was the lowest one on the
totem pole, and I had to spend the night hog tied naked on the floor, while my
Mistress and Cindy used the bed. I watched them have sex all evening and my
cock was aching having never gone soft. In the morning Cindy fetched Mistress
breakfast in bed, and then I noticed her whispering in Mistress's ear (and
licking it a little, too). I could hear only parts of it and it seemed that
Cindy was asking to do something to me in the evening. * * * Cindy left for
lectures, but she had one humiliation left for me. She placed a silver collar
with the word "SLUT" engraved on it around my neck, and locked it in place
with a tiny padlock.

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 'That will mark you as my slave for a while,' she said,
pocketing the key. 'Soon, you too will have rings through your nipples, just
like Cindy, and maybe your soft cock skin as well.' I shuddered. But tomorrow,
you will be passed around for everyone to enjoy. So get some good sleep
tonight.' I started to protest, but she silenced me with a warning grip on my
balls. 'If you are a very good little slave tomorrow, maybe I'll let you take
your revenge on Cindy, for it was her idea.' William's Punishment Chapter II
The next day was a difficult one for me. I was forced to wear all types of
women's clothing and under garments, while everyone sat around and mocked me.
They played with me under the clothing and each had their way with me, making
me suck and lick them until they all came several times. The slave collar
locked around my neck was an easy way for everyone to control me. Also, I was
constantly being reminded that I was just a slave and was a lowly slut and
worthless. And, also that there was much, much more to come. For some reason,
all of this did not seem to be quite as terrible in retrospect. Although I was
constantly aroused and denied, I found solace remembering my Mistress's
promise that I would be allowed to take revenge on Cindy. Each time I was
forced to bring them to orgasm I would imagine Cindy's nipples being stretched
out by the rings and a massive dildo pushed deep in her ass, while she was
being forced to suck my cock until I emptied my load into her mouth. Sometimes
I would stroke my own nipples, (on which I was required to keep the clips at
all times) and remember my Mistress threatening to pierce them, so that I
could wear rings just like Cindy's. I could not quite bring herself to believe
that anyone could do that to me. It just wouldn't happen. But, still the
thought made my cock stiff. The clips would hurt when I would pull on them
testing how it would feel when they too where stretched out and I was
tormented. Sometimes I would imagine Cindy changing places with me, and
imagine my ass being penetrated by the huge butt plug. With my tender nipples
pierced, pulled and tormented. This image made me want to cum even more
strongly when the roles were reversed. * * * "Strip!" was Mistress's first
command to me as I walked in the door. Well, I had not expected an
affectionate welcome. I quickly removed my shirt and pants, and the scarf that
disguised the slave collar I had to wear. I did not wear underwear, and I kept
my cock freshly shaved. Today I made sure I arrived on time. "Get down on all
fours - stick your ass high up in the air! Knees apart, bitch!" I was quick to
obey. Mistress stood over me with a leather cat of nine tails in her hand. She
trailed the ends of the lash up the tender crevice between the cheeks of my
ass and along my cock. "Three strokes to put you in your place. You will beg
me for each one, and thank me afterwards." "Yes, Mistress. Please may I have
the first stroke?" "Where?" "On my behind. Please, Mistress, may I have the
first stroke on my bottom?" The lash came down on my buttocks with a stinging
blow that made me gasp. "Ah, ah, ah. Thank you, Mistress. Please may I have
the second stroke on my bottom? "The second stroke was much harder than the
first. I could barely get out the words now. "Aaaah, oooh. Thank you,
Mistress. Please may I have the third stroke on my tender ass?" "No, not on
your bottom. On your cock." I flinched in anticipation. "No, Mistress,
please..." "Ask for it, slut, or you'll get thirty strokes, not three."
"Please, Mistress, no, not on my cock. Please, no." "Ok, slut, now you will
get 30 on your cock. I warned you... Now what do you say to me?" "Please, may
I have the last strokes across my cock." I could only whispered the last word.
"Now you must ask for extra hard strokes." "Please, Mistress, may I have extra
hard strokes across my cock." She began to lash my cock. Her aim was
impeccable and each blow landed directly on the shaft, causing it to jerk with
pain. My cock would bounce around, as each lash would pull on it as it wrapped
around the shaft. The last blow of the lash caught the tender flesh of my
cockhead and reduced me to tears. Mistress watched as I crouched at her feet
until my sobs died down to whimpers. She recorded all this on video and
finished it off by fucking me in the ass with a huge vibrator that she shoved
forcefully in and out of my ass. She reached around me with the most tender
hands and stroked cock until I shot thick squirts of cum high in the air. I
seemed to cum forever, and then I was soft. * * * Cindy was waiting for us
when Mistress led me into the bedroom. Not that Cindy had much choice in the
matter - she was well restrained with a long dildo fully inserted in her wide
spread cunt. I loved to see her helplessness and total vulnerability. Her
totally naked body bore the signs of a recent lashing. her cunt had been
freshly shaved. Her ankles were tied to either end of a long bar, keeping her
legs spread far apart. Her wrists were fastened to a similar bar, which were
attached in the middle to a collar around her neck. A large ball gag was
strapped into her mouth. To complete her immobilization, the rings thru her
nipples were attached with threads to a hook in the ceiling. She had to stand
on her toes to prevent the rings from being ripped out. Her full breasts were
pulled upward by the strain and her nipples were stretched to about an inch
long. The strain was obvious in the lines on her face, body and breasts.
"She's all yours for an hour or two, William. Do whatever you like to her."
Cindy grunted through her gag and tried to shake her head. "Thank you,
Mistress," I said. My cock already erect with anticipation. Then I whispered,
"Do you have a really enormous butt plug for me to use?" She smiled and
nodded. It took a while for me to get Cindy's asshole plugged to my
satisfaction. I worked up through several smaller dildos, lubricating each
one, and working it in and out several times before going on to the next one.
After each one I paused to taunt her, slap her ass, and my fingers into her
cunt. Now with her butt plug in place, I was able to put my whole fist into
Cindy's cunt and probed her as deeply as I could. After this, I pinched and
pulled the rings on her cunt lips, and pushed her almost off balance
stretching her nipples even more. It was a beautiful sight. "Please,
Mistress," I asked, "May I play with myself while I lash this bitch?" Mistress
nodded, and handed me the lash. This was the first time I thought I had the
capacity to dominate another person. The discovery of my submissive nature was
nothing to the discovery of my capacity for torment. Again and again while the
lash in my hand cut at Cindy's body, leaving welts on buttocks, thighs, back,
belly and breasts, my fingers stroked my cock faster and faster. Soon I was
came all over Cindy's legs. I scooped it off with my fingers and commanded her
to suck it off. Finally, I stood behind her and lashed her up between her legs
to torture her inner thighs and vagina. I lashed up around her nipples,
causing them to pull against the attached string. Cindy was now cumming with
almost every blow. Her breathing hard and fast, with streams of cum dripping
out of her vagina. She slumped down now, exhausted from her orgasms and
breaking the strings attached to her nipples. Her body shattered by the rapid
succession of climaxes. I knelt down at her feet and peered into her vagina. I
drank up the last of her cum from her cunt and licked the rest which dripped
down her thighs. * * * That was not the end of Cindy's degradation for the
night, nor mine for that matter. I wanted to lash Cindy's breasts and clitoris
some more, and wanted her to suck me off. Mistress fastened Cindy's spreader
bars to the furniture so she was spread -eagled on the floor. She re-attached
the strings to her nipples, so that they were again pulled an inch in the air.
She was still trembling from the previous orgasm and pain and thought she
would be spared. I took the lash in hand and began to lash directly on the tip
of her vulnerable swollen labial lips. I lashed left and then right, hitting
it's mark directly on the bound woman's lips. Cindy's clitoris was burning hot
now and swollen to the size of a little penis. Now I began to concentrate on
the girls nipples and breasts. Her swollen erect nipples were an easy target
for the lash. Swish... swish the lash kissed the erect nipples of the woman's
breasts. They burned hot now and Cindy felt the pleasure deeply in her
pussy... she felt an orgasm building in her sex. But with no stimulation
there, she would now be denied. Now her nipples were colour de rose and I
stopped. * * * I had a lot more plans for Cindy, and was about to start
dripping candle wax on her nipples while she sucked my cock when Mistress
ordered me to stop. "I think you have been overly cruel to Cindy and I want
you to remember what I promised you last week." she said. I shook my head, no.
She held up a large needle and smiled. "Oh, no," I said, my hands cupping my
nipples protectively. "No, you can't. Not like her, no!" I realized she really
was going to put rings in my nipples, as a mark of my slavery. Mistress was
not to be swayed. She ordered me to lie on the table in a voice that was not
to be disobeyed, and quickly tied my arms and legs to the table legs. "I could
gag you, so you would have something to bite done on, but I think I'd rather
hear you moan," she said. She carefully sterilized the needle with bleach, and
wiped antiseptic on my right nipple. "Ready?" I tried to say I was not, and
would never be, but I was also so excited by now that the words would not come
out. I watched the tip of the needle as if it were a cobra poised to strike.
She played with my nipple, teasing it into erection, then grasped it firmly
between finger and thumb.... "Aaahhhhhwww!" I screamed as the needle pierced
my delicate pink nipple. She then went about replacing the needle with a gold
ring, and welding it in place. Now I was marked for good as a slave. I
remembered Cindy tied up by her nipple rings desperately trying to keep her
balance, and realized that I would be in that position soon. "Next week I'll
make you beg for the other one," Mistress promised me, and left me tied to the
table while she went to attend to Cindy. * * * There was more in store for me
that night. Mistress made me wear very high heeled shoes, and fastened my
ankles in a leg spreader. She then stretched a rope across the room and
between my legs and tied a loop around my balls. My wrists were handcuffed to
my locking metal collar, which was hooked to a chain dangling from the
ceiling, so that there was no way I could move. I watched jealously through
the bedroom door, as she took the other male slave tenderly to bed, and then
sucked his cock until he came. Afterwards, I was released and tied spread
eagle to the bed. Soon I was the only one in the apartment left awake, and I
thought back to the events of the evening, and felt the stinging pain that
still came from my swollen nipple. "Perhaps she'll lock my nipple rings to
Cindy's," I thought, and imagined what that would feel like. * * * The
following morning Mistress released and bathed me tenderly. She treated my
pierced nipple with neosporin and made sure it was ok. She took me to bed with
her while Cindy waited on us. She moaned loudly as I held her breasts and
sucked her nipple into my mouth. She had several orgasms while I sucked on her
breasts. But soon her tenderness turned again to domination, as she made me
lie on my back and attached cuffs to my wrists and ankles. She made me raise
my legs up in the air and attached the right wrist restraint to the right
ankle cuff and then the same to the left side. Now with my legs spread
straight up in the air and my arms stretched out to them, she attaches the leg
stretcher to my ankles. Now she grips my balls and wraps a cord around them
and secures it with a knot. Stepping away, she pulls on the cord so my
erection is straight up in the air. She takes the lash in hand and begin to
lash my cock. The lash strikes across my cock left and right, then right and
left, until my rod is swollen and red. The more she pulled on the cord, the
higher my cock stood. But soon she was weary of this and sat down by me to
give me comfort. She told me of what was planned for Cindy and that I had
better straighten up or face the consequences. In the next few weeks, Cindy
has consented to have her pussy lips pierced and and have gold rings inserted.
She would be rented out to other Mistress' and Masters for their pleasure, and
publicly exhibited in front of her friends by having a leash clipped to the
rings in her labia and led by her Mistress like a pet. Her ass was to be
branded with a red hot iron. Cindy wanted to become her real, full time slave
now and dedicated her life to our Mistress. "Can I watch her pussy being
pierced, Mistress?" "Maybe." she said. As she left the room she grabbed Cindy
by the hair and led her out of the room. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard
the crack of a riding crop on Cindy's tender flesh, and Cindy pleading for
mercy. I smiled. * * * 

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