"Barring All Injuries" a bondage bar

[steelish]

I was slightly overwhelmed by the crowd in the lounge, although it did excite me a bit to be "on display" as I was. Eternally grateful for having taken the time to do my hair and makeup I was less nervous in front of everyone than I would have been otherwise. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Grace drop to her knees, and place her hands - palms up - on her spread knees with her back arched towards Chuck. Not wanting to let him down, I quickly got into the same position. I could feel my heart start to race and I was certain everyone could sense my nervousness.

After a moment, Chuck pulled us to our feet. Directing Grace to join the others and eat, he took me to his chair. He did not have me sit down though. Instead, he asked me to select some items from the buffet and a glass of wine to complement the assortment.

Wandering over to the buffet, I noticed a short, slender man dressed in nothing but slippers and cuffs. He was rather cute, and I smiled at him as I picked up an empty china plate. I looked over the selection of food on the buffet, then glanced at the assortment of red and white wines. I knew that we might be in the lounge for a while and thought he might enjoy something that he could savor and linger over.

I chose some rare roast beef and scooped a small amount of ground horseradish next to it. Moving on, I noticed some rosemary roasted fingerlings and spooned some onto the plate. Hmmmm, maybe some asaparagus and a small salad with a peppercorn ranch dressing. I found I was having fun trying to do my best to pick only the finest items for him. It was easy, considering the spread before me was gourmet, and fit for a king.

I chose a nice Shiraz that I knew had the dry bite to accompany the fare I had chosen for him and made my way back to his seat. Setting the plate and glass of wine before him, I smiled and then, as gracefully as I could, sank to my knees next to his chair and assumed the same position Grace and I had taken upon entering the room.

[Chuckdom19]

I was pleased that Stella had not resisted my instruction, and enjoyed the pleasant view of her still-pink ass as she went to the buffet. Returning quickly, she brought a nice, balanced variety of the delightful selections Fred had laid out for us, accompanied by a lovely wine... a dry Shiraz that went well with her choices. As I ate, I shared morsels and tidbits with Stella, feeding her from my plate.

"You chose well, girl, and have earned a treat. Get us a couple desserts, please; whatever you like for yourself, and some blueberry cheesecake for me. Pick a beverage you enjoy, and a Gewurtztriminer to go with mine." One more test. What would she choose for herself?

My mind drifted away to plans for the evening, knowing I had to supervise the evening rush downstairs. I already had eleven messages waiting, but none from Mom in Security, so nothing urgent.

"Doctor?" I called her. As she came over, I said, "I'd like you to take Stella to your playroom after dinner, dear, and play with her for a few hours. You might offer her charms to any of the staff who are interested, but no anal, not yet. That is reserved for me later tonight. Feel free to make her hurt, to keep her on edge of cumming, but no marks. Make her service as many as you wish; it should be a fine welcome to her. Please discuss with her how long she can stay, and how interested she would be in joining the family here. I'm not sure she could yet cope with multiple Dom/mes, so tonight should be a good challenge for her."

[steelish]

I smiled at Chuck and went to retrieve the desserts. Picking up a small tray, I chose his blueberry cheesecake and a glass of Gerwertztraminer for him and looked around for what I wanted. Not knowing what else was planned for me, I decided against a heavy dessert and chose a small bit of fresh fruit, mainly berries and added a dollop of creme fraiche. I started to walk back to the table and something caught my eye. I couldn't resist. I asked the sommelier to pour us a small glass of Eiswein to sip then returned to Chuck.

I once again laid out our desserts at his table setting and assumed the submissive position.

[Chuckdom19]

I was pleased to see she did not choose a heavy dessert, and pleasantly surprised with her choice of beverage. Eiswein is a treat in itself.

"Stella, I am turning you over to the Doctor for a few hours: Grace and I have a business to run through rush hour. I sincerely hope you can stay with us for a while. Enjoy your evening, and I'll see you when the bar closes."

I stood and bent down, tilting her face up to me so I could kiss her... a long and lovely experience. Those lips would meet mine again!

"Grace!" I called out. "Time for action. And the rest of you; business time is here; back to work, all."

[steelish]

I was thrilled! He said he hoped I can stay a while! My heart was singing; I was in heaven.

After Chuck's lingering kiss, I turned to look at Jan. She beckoned, and I hurried to her. Chuck had said he was 'turning me over to her' so I dropped into the submissive position in front of her, hoping I was doing the correct thing. I heard her chuckle, then SHE raised my face up for a long, deep kiss. After raising me to my feet, she had me follow her to the large suite Grace and I had used to get ready.

She led me to the four-poster king sized bed and had me stand between the posts at the foot of the bed, facing the mattress. She buckled my wrists to the tops of the posts and then secured my feet to the bottoms of the posts. I was now standing, spread-eagled in between the posts at the foot of the bed. I watched, wide-eyed as she laid out various implements. A paddle, a crop, a single-tailed whip, a flogger, and a cane.

"How far do you think you can go dear?" she asked.

"I don't know ma'am, I've never felt most of those."

"Well, we'll just find out, won't we."

"Yes ma'am" I whispered.

Even with the tingle of fear, I could feel my pussy moisten and begin to throb.

She walked behind me and with her bare hand, first rubbed my ass in little circles, then swatted it. She alternated cheeks and kept at it until my ass had a pink glow. Pausing, she ran a hand between my legs.

"Mmmm yes, you do like this, don't you?" She was practically purring at me.

In a gasp, "Oh, yes, ma'am"

She picked up the paddle and swatted my ass a few times. It didn't do much for me. It made a thumping noise, but didn't contribute to the sexual tension I was feeling.

"Hmmmm. Maybe not that." she said, and threw it to the side.

Picking up the crop, she walked behind me and rubbed it against the pink handprints that decorated my ass. I hissed and surged forward on my toes at the sensation. It didn't hurt, but boy did it make me want... something. That made her chuckle.

She started cropping me, moving the strikes all over my ass, occasionally striking me on my thighs which startled me, but felt wonderful just the same. My ass had one hell of a burn going now, and the crop was like fire each time it landed. It was heaven.

I almost groaned in disappointment when she stopped with the crop. Her next choice was the flogger. I watched her closely as she played with the strands and smiled at me. I was beginning to tremble in anticipation and opened my mouth. To my surprise, what came out of my mouth was, "Please ma'am, I want to feel that soooo baad. Pleeease."

She laughed and moved behind me. I could hear the strands whistle through the air and then, oh delicious delight, what a feeling! I was straining at my bonds, trying to move to meet the strikes of the whip. Something had been done to it, and it was almost caressing my skin. I threw my head back and let out a long quavering moan. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit it felt soooo goood.

"Let's see how you like this" she said and shocked me by bringing the strike up between my legs. I looked down and watched the ends of the whip wrap up to my belly button and then slide along my skin in a long liiiick of leather. I was on the verge of an orgasm and I think she sensed it. Backing away, she went to the bed and picked up the cane. This one had me scared and my teeth started to chatter.

"Shhh shhhh, it will be ok" she crooned at me as she ran her hand between my legs to stroke my dripping sex. She kept at it until my eyes rolled back and then WACK across my ass with the cane. My eyes flew open wide and she resumed gently stroking my wet pussy, lulling me with her gentleness. She did this about four times until she noticed me pushing my ass back to accept the strokes of the cane. She then began to cane me in earnest, foregoing the gentle pussy caresses.

I was flying high again, and she brought me to the pinnacle of release, only to stop when I was teetering on the edge. I was shaking all over now, and gasping and moaning almost constantly, muttering, "I need, I want, I want, please, please, please"

She moved in front of me and I could see her hanging something from the ceiling near my head, but I was too far gone to pay much attention. I needed something in my pussy, my ass, my mouth, ANYTHING!

The smell of a woman's arousal brought me out of my stupor and I realized that she was in a sling of sorts, with her crotch dangling in front of my face. I leaned forward and hungrily dove in, licking and sucking on her clit and pussy lips. I was like a wild animal and she had to make a few shushing noises at me to settle me down a bit. I started to really concentrate on her pleasure and soon had her gasping and pulling on my hair.

I could feel the first tell-tale flutters of her pussy on my tongue and drove it deep into her as I ground my nose into her clit. She pulled my face tight against her sex and screamed as her juices flowed over my tongue and I swallowed the creamy nectar. As I swallowed I thought about how I was her sex toy for the moment, being used for her pleasure. I remembered the feel of the leather striking my skin and these thoughts pushed me over the edge. I growled into her as her juices flowed down my throat and mine poured down my thighs.

"Oh yes, I think you'll do just fine" she shakily whispered as she pushed my head away and I looked at her with unfocused eyes.

"Yes ma'am" I croaked, wanting even more.

[Chuckdom19]

Fortunately, the night was quiet downstairs due to a really bad storm going over. Power was out and trees down and such over a wide area, but my backup generator kicked in and kept us up and open. It really wasn't worth it, though, so I closed up early and headed for the private elevator upstairs rather anxiously. Looking forward to more fun.

Grace was one of the staff who lived here, and I met her at the elevator door. She began to go to her knees, but I smiled at her and pulled her to me, kissing her deeply. "You can be my assistant for a while tonight, Little One. We'll see how the Doctor has done with Stella, then add our own part to the welcome."
She grinned.

As we walked down to the guest suite, I noticed a group of staff standing outside the door. I asked Irene, "Did you enjoy our new friend? How did she do?"

Irene responded, "Damn, Boss, she sucks cock like she was born for it." He broke into laughter at his small joke. "She's tied to a bench in there, and has taken at least fifteen of us orally. Doc has kept us away from her lower half; seems the slut is a half-inch away from cumming, and she doesn't want to allow any insertion that could kick her over accidentally. I almost wish I still liked girls..." He grinned at me, fully aware that I knew he swung in both directions. That was the only reason he was still a "pre-op trans-sexual", according to what I had heard. He was afraid he would lose too much sensation.

On arrival at the room, I slid into the room quietly and watched Stella satisfying yet another of the staff. By the look on Marilyn's face, she was being well-serviced, and knowing that Marilyn was multi-orgasmic made me certain she was in the middle of a long series of waves. I caught Doc's eye and joined her in a fine position for observing.

"Have you allowed her to cum yet, Doctor?" I asked her.

"No way, Boss. She kept getting close while I whipped, flogged, and caned her, so i got her busy satisfying others. You can see her cunt is still dripping, though, so I think she's still on the edge."

"Thanks, Jan. I'm going to take over here now; please let the folks in the hall know that their willingness to cooperate has been appreciated, and they'll have more chances at her later." I watched Marilyn weakly standing up, leaning on the wall to get herself going out the door.

I kissed Jan hard, whispered, "I hope you enjoyed yourself too!" which got me a broad grin in response. Rising, I walked over to Stella, still laying on the bench.

"UP BITCH!" I yelled at her. "Get your filthy body into that bathroom and clean that cum off your face and hair and chest. I want you to douche as well, and do two more enemas... I'm sure that meal has worked its way through by now. You've got fifteen minutes to get yourself decent. MOVE!!"

[steelish]

Jan untied me from the posts, only to move me to a bench. After tying me over it, a parade of men and women came through and I happily serviced all of them. Jan kept my interest piqued by occasionally striking me with a crop. I lost track of how many cocks and pussies I sucked, all I knew was I teetered along the edge of cumming myself. I came close a couple times when others were cumming into my mouth, but Jan must have sensed it and backed off each time until they finished.

I was servicing a particularly juicy woman when I thought I heard Chuck. I tongued her as her cunt spasmed against my lips for an eternity. She was delicious. She pulled away from me and I know my face was slick with all the juices. My jaw was sore, but I was ready to do anything for a cum. Someone untied me, I don't know who, but I just lay there, waiting for the next event.

My hair was plastered to me all along the edges of my face, dried cum was on my neck, chin and chest.

I was vaguely aware of everyone leaving and then I heard Chuck's voice thunder in my ear; "UP BITCH! Get your filthy body into that bathroom and clean that cum off your face and hair and chest. I want you to douche as well, and do two more enemas... I'm sure that meal has worked its way through by now. You've got fifteen minutes to get yourself decent. MOVE!!"

Startled, I jumped up and said, "Yes sir!" while running into the bathroom. I quickly showered and used the enema attachment to cleanse myself. I douched and then combed out my wet hair, getting the tangles out. I didn't have time to dry it, so I ran back to Chuck and dropped into the submissive position in front of him. My heart was thundering in my chest and my pussy was flowing in anticipation once again.

[Chuckdom19]

Dear Doctor and I had discussed the efforts so far in 'breaking' Stella, and agreed that she is wonderfully submissive, and unafraid of new experiences.

"How far do you think I can push her? How severe? How harsh?" We talked about potential physical limits, things we might try from our 'specialty collection', and her psychological responses. Agreeing on a path, we finished just in time for me to grab a couple props from the cabinet.

"Jan, get Fred to clean up in here. I'm taking Stella to my suite."

I turned to Stella and told her, "Hold still!" I snapped the collar around her neck, and put the lead onto it. Pulling once on the leash, I said, "Heel!" and began walking out into the hall. Stella followed without pause, and we moved down to my suite. I closed the door behind us.

"Have lots of fun being a mouth-whore? I hope so, as you'll have lots of chances to do that. But tonight you won't have anyone else to worry about except doing what I wish."

"Tonight will be a study in obedience, in tolerance of a Dom's wishes, and in choices. We will start with a little something to warm you up, then move along."

"One of my favorite tools for teaching a slut is a tawse, just like those used on English schoolgirls. You will remove the collar and bend over the desk there, as would a naughty schoolgirl. Typical punishment for a girl would be 4 or 6... but you are far older than a grade-school child, and have far more padding. Assume the position for 20; you will count out loud for ALL punishments unless gagged, you will request the next stroke 'if my Master wishes'. I may go more than the promised amount if you take it poorly.
You may not rub until I allow it, if I do. And you will not move from the assigned position until permitted. This IS a test; can you do this, hold the position without bonds and without cumming? Take your place."

The first swing was easy, just finding my motion. She responded correctly, so from there on, she got my best. I planned to leave her with some marks to wear for several days, as a reminder, as a test, and as something to show off. This was the easy start for her, though; much worse was yet to come.

[steelish]

I trembled as he placed a collar around my neck. He led me down the hall to a suite that seemed to be twice the size of the one we had just left. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed, but I was also very eager for anything and everything that had been happening.

After closing the door, Chuck turned to me and asked me if I had fun being a "mouth-whore". I opened my mouth to answer him only to realize as he kept talking that he really didn't want an answer.

I listened intently to him; "Tonight will be a study in obedience, in tolerance of a Dom's wishes, and in choices. We will start with a little something to warm you up, then move along. One of my favorite tools for teaching a slut is a tawse, just like those used on English schoolgirls. You will remove the collar and bend over the desk there, as would a naughty schoolgirl. Typical punishment for a girl would be 4 or 6... but you are far older than a grade-school child, and have far more padding. Assume the position for 20; you will count out loud for ALL punishments unless gagged, you will request the next stroke 'if my Master wishes'. I may go more than the promised amount if you take it poorly. You may not rub until I allow it, if I do. And you will not move from the assigned position until permitted. This IS a test; can you do this, hold the position without bonds and without cumming? Take your place."

I walked over to the large mahogany desk and bent over, placing my forearms on the smooth, cold surface. Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself to respond as Chuck wanted me to.

WACK! "One! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Two! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Three! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Four! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"

This continued until he had reached twenty strokes with the tawse. Although he had not told me to thank him for the strokes, I felt it appropriate to do so and hoped he wasn't angry at me for it. I desperately wanted to place my cool hands on my burning ass and ease the ache. The tawse had a different feel to anything Jan had used on me. It was more 'slappy' rather than stingy, but had more of a bite than a bare hand. Kind of like a cross between a bare hand and the crop I thought to myself.

My pussy was once again thrumming with need, and my face turned red at the knowledge that I was so easily turned on by this.

[Chuckdom19]

I could see that she was on the edge again, and that after the onslaught of the two leather straps that comprised the tawse. She had some nice red marks which would not fade soon, but not nearly enough.

"Rise and rub, Stella. You dealt with that very well, girl, and I'm proud of you. Now I have a serious question which you MUST think through carefully before you answer. I need a very complete answer. What HARD limits do you have on what we will do here? There are some basics; I do not do scat, I do not leave permanent marks or disfigurement without previous agreement, I will not allow mental damage."

I led her to a bed where she could lay down, and rolled over a tray of soft beverages. "I also do not allow people to make life-changing decisions under the influence. Take what time you need, I'll be in the room through the padded door there."

[steelish]

My cool hands were heavenly on my burning ass. I rubbed lightly as I followed him to the bed and gingerly sat on the edge of it. After he rolled over the soft drink tray and left, I thought about his question. I knew what I absolutely would NOT do, that was something I had thought about for years. I was glad we agreed on one thing; NO SCAT! I turned over and lay on my stomach while slowly sipping a diet ginger ale.

Hmmm, so my first hard limit was no scat. I knew I would never condone anything related to children, so none of that. I didn't want to be a "breeder" nor did I want to be involved in pedophilia. Another thing I did not want to do was anything involving animals. So, third thing was no bestiality. I did love animals, just not in the biblical sense. I didn't really have to worry about disfigurement, as he had already mentioned that he would not do that without previous agreement. I had three hard limits that I could give him, along with one wish. I was happy with what I was about to tell him.

I set my half empty soda can to the side and rose to walk over to the padded door. I raised my hand to knock but giggled as I realized he probably wouldn't hear me knocking on the padding. Instead, I jiggled the handle then opened the door and walked directly up to the chair he was seated in. I didn't look around the room; my eyes were only on him. I did hear CNN and correctly assumed he was watching the news. When I reached him I assumed the submissive position at his feet and told him, "Sir, I have my answer and would tell you if it pleases my master that I do so"

Hoping that I had approached him correctly, I waited for his response. At the slight nod of his head I continued; "My hard limits would be no scat, no animals, and no children. I also have a fantasy if my master wishes."

Holding my breath, I glanced at his face. He was smiling down at me and nodded again. My face turned red as I reveal, "I have always fantasized about being tied immobile while being pussy whipped as my nipples are pierced for adornment, then have my clit pierced as well".

I knelt there, face red and gaze on the floor as I waited to hear what he thought of that fantasy and what he thought of my hard limits.

[Chuckdom19]

In a surprisingly short time, Stella entered the room and knelt before me. Her three "hard limits" were no surprise, and (truly) limited me not at all in the things I would do anyway.

Her 'wish' was a pleasant surprise; she was excited by things I would likely have done anyway. Her golden-brown hair shone in the indirect lighting of my playroom as she bowed before me, and I said, "You will likely get your wish... eventually. But you will have to earn your wish first."

Switching the TV to the Classical background music station, I stood and took Steel's hand, leading her to a Japanese Horse mounted along the wall.

"This will be your next trial, Stella. I am going to mount you on this horse, and you will suffer some pain, and some pleasure. Reach down for some deep-down calm, as this will truly try you."

She smiled back at me, and mounted the stool at the side of the horse. I helped her onto the top edge of the bar, which was slightly rounded, but not much. Spreading her labia to both sides of the peak, I took her arms behind her and fastened them to the cuffs there. I pulled on the other ends of the chain fastened to the cuffs, lifting her arms behind her into a strappado and forcing her weight forward on her cunt, so more was on her clit. She cried out in surprise and pain, and asked for some relief of the pain.

"No relief soon, Stella; you will have to endure this a while. Now for your legs." Reaching down, I brought them up and under her, attaching the cuffs which hung below the bar to her ankles. And, finally, I put the thin upright post in the hole at the front of the beam to which was attached a ratchet-limited reel, which had a fine line spooled on it ending in two harsh clips. I released the ratchet and pulled out the line a bit until I could mount the clamps to the base of each already-erect nipple. I tightened the handle slowly, watching the nipples stretch, then the breasts stretch further and further from her chest as the sounds of her discomfort got louder and more urgent.

Once the line was bow-string tight, she was contorted in such a way that her whole weight was on her clit and cunt. Now for the fun part for me! I walked over to the rack on the wall and picked up a nice single-tail, whose lash was about 18" long. This whip was not designed to cut skin, but had a very sharp sting and left lines for a couple days.

I stood back a minute and watched Stella squirm on the bar. While she was absolutely in some significant pain, her juices ran down the bar copiously. Pain, yes, but pleasure as well!

"You will now get twenty strokes of the whip; ten on your back, ten on your breasts. The stretched condition of your lovely tits will make the pain more significant. Brace yourself, and count loudly as any missed stroke will send us back to the beginning... and the extras will all be on your breasts."

[steelish]

I was quite surprised at the ingenious device he had put me on. So deceptively simple, yet so torturous. I had no problem with it until he raised my bound arms up behind my back. I could feel the hard wooden edge digging into my clit, smashing my pussy lips and creating a line of fire along my slit.

I was already huffing and puffing, "Oooohhh sir, it hurts. Please sir, it hurts" I wanted to try to find purchase for my legs and relieve the pressure, but he negated that by cuffing my ankles up underneath the bar. "No relief soon, Stella" was his response.

I was determined to see this through, and watched, teeth gritted as he clamped and stretched my nipples. The bite of this had my pussy once again drooling and I hissed as I was stretched between the strappado and my tortured nipples. I squirmed and realized when I did so, the hard nub of my clit popped back and forth against the pressure of the wood grinding into me and the newfound pain of this had my juices freely flowing. I was grunting and squirming, trying to find a somewhat comfortable position, but none was to be had.

I heard him say he was going to give me strokes on my back and breasts, and I was to count them out as I had before. I panted and nodded that I understood.

He stepped back and as he raised his hand for the first blow I took a deep breath and held it.

WACK! "Aaaaahhhhoooone! Thank you sir! *pant pant* May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Aaaiiieeetwo! Thank you sir! *groan* May I have another if my master wishes"
WACK! "SHIT AhThree! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "fuuuuuuckfour? Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "fffffffffffshhhhhhhhhitFive! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "ssssssssssssssssix! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "IIIIIiiiieeeGoooooddd SEVEN! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"

Oh shit oh shit oh shit I found that I was beginning to grind into the beam as I was being struck. I don't know whether I was using it to take my mind off the pain of the whip (which had a hell of a sting) or if the pain of everything combined was serving to bring me close to the edge again.

WACK! "fuck fuck fuck eight! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "NINE! Thank you sir! *much hissing and panting* May I have another if my master wishes"
WACK! "Goooddddddd Ten! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "oh Jesus Oh Jesus eleven! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "tweeeeeeellllllllve! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Thhhhhat's aaaahhh thirteen! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "fffffourteeennnn! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "faaaiiiiii fifteen! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "sssssssssssixteeennnn! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "*growling now* seventeen! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "eeeeeeeighteeen! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "NNnnniiiiinnnnnneetteennnn! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"
WACK! "Twenty fuuuuuck! Thank you sir! May I have another if my master wishes?"

I was shocked to realize I using every bit of strength I had to pull away from the nipple clamps and grinding my hips into the beam. I was sweating, panting, breathless, every nerve on my body felt more alive than it ever had before and I wanted to scream to be let down but at the same time I wanted to scream for more.

[Chuckdom19]

Stella dealt well with the twenty strokes, and had earned a little break.

"Good job taking the strokes, girl. For behaving so well with them, I will take your nipple clips off. Relax a bit now." Slowly, slowly, I took one clip, then the other off; the rush of blood to each caused a fresh surge of pain, then eased off.

"I will also lower your hands a bit, so your shoulders don't hurt quite the same. To pay for that, I'm going to turn up the power a bit." Her hands were lowered about 12 inches, easing some of the pressure there.

The power would be a surprise for her. The top edge of the horse had a copper cap running along it; with my remote I could send a variable burst of electricity along it, from a tingle to a 10 on the Richter scale. I turned it to about 2 and sent a burst of fun her way. How would she take it?

[steelish]

I was happy to have pleased him, although I worried that I wasn't quiet enough during the strokes.

When he took the nipple clamps off, I hissed at the sensation of the blood rushing back into them. It had such a bit to it and when he lowered my arms, my shoulders ached and my upper arms trembled. I worried what he meant when he said I had to pay for that by him turning up the power. I bit my lip as I watched him pick up a remote control and twist a knob on it.

oh fuck fuck fuck fuck I felt it in my pussy. It was like pins and needles, but more so. If you've ever taken a blade of grass and touched it to an electric fence, you'll know the feeling. I squirmed a bit, moaning. I tried pulling with my arms while pushing with my legs, but couldn't lift myself. My legs started trembling with the effort of trying to move. The tingling was intense, and was making my pussy even wetter, if that were possible. My pussy lips felt full and thick where they were pressing into the surface of the beam, and I wanted nothing more than to jump off and masturbate. I sat there, moaning and twitching, pulling and grunting.

[Chuckdom19]

Another fine response... she was coming along nicely. Time to give her a real break, and a reward. I turned off the power, lowered her arms and legs and disconnected them, then helped her off the horse.

"Take a few minutes to clean up everything except your pussy juices, Stella; leave those as they are. Get yourself back here quickly."

She rushed away, and five minutes later she was back. I led her back into the lounge, and laid her down on the bed. Letting her rest a bit, I undressed and joined her in the bed; we made slow and gentle love, bringing her to massive orgasms repeatedly while enjoying myself as well.

We relaxed next to each other for a while, just snuggling and staying close to each other. "I hope you are enjoying yourself, as I am certainly enjoying your company, Stella. There is much you have left to experience, and some huge growth, but we'll just call it a night, as it's nearly morning. Just a few things to take care of before we sleep. Need to pee?"

[Chuckdom19]

oops

[Chuckdom19]

oops.

[steelish]

It seemed like an eternity but it was only a few minutes before he lowered my arms and legs and unfastened them, then helped me off the beam.

"Take a few minutes to clean up everything except your pussy juices, Stella; leave those as they are. Get yourself back here quickly."

I quickly went into the bathroom, splashed water on my face, brushed my hair and took a moment to run a toothbrush over my teeth. I wanted to be sure I was presentable to him.

Five minutes later I returned. He led me back into the lounge, and laid me down on the bed. I relaxed as I watched him undress. He got into bed and pleasantly surprised me by making love; slowly, gently, bringing me to massive orgasms over and over again. The contrast from the pain and stimulation I had been feeling earlier to the gentle reverence I was receiving now added to the rush of sexual pleasure.

We lay next to each other for a while, wrapped in each other's arms and simply snuggling. "I hope you are enjoying yourself, as I am certainly enjoying your company, Stella. There is much you have left to experience, and some huge growth, but we'll just call it a night, as it's nearly morning. Just a few things to take care of before we sleep. Need to pee?"

The question startled me. I turned red with embarrassment. I needed to pee, but that was kind of, uh, well private, wasn't it? I could feel my face get hot as I nodded my head at him.

[Chuckdom19]

I laughed as her face reddened. If she thought THAT was a personal question, what did she think about enemas and such? Ah, well.

"Take care of your needs, Stella, and come back in here." While she was gone, I fetched in a cage, designed for a human person. I tossed in a soft rug for the bottom, put a couple full water bottles in, and a small pillow. She would not need a blanket, as the third floor was kept at 87, a comfy temperature for bare skin.

She came back, head down and still a little red, and took the present position on her knees.

"We are getting ready for sleep now. I'm going to give you a little something to keep you busy." I pulled her up standing, and over to the bed, laying her face-down. "Lift your butt up." She did, and I slid in a vibe with several features and remote control. A simple butt plug was next; one size larger than was comfortable for her. Finally, some lined cuffs to keep her hands in front. I helped her climb into the cage, and locked the door.

"Get some sleep now, whatever you can... you'll need it for tomorrow." I switched off the lights, climbed in bed, and set the variable remote to mix up pistoning, squirming, vibrating, and the occasional shock. Her noises of pleasure and pain put me into a deep sleep for six wonderful hours.

[steelish]

My heart pounded with relief as he directed me to the restroom to take care of it. I was happy he was not introducing me to watersports yet, if at all. The enemas I took were one thing, but I had never even peed in front of another person, let alone had someone do it on me!

I took care of my needs, brushed my teeth and hair once again then made my way back to him and got into position down in front of him. "We are getting ready for sleep now. I'm going to give you a little something to keep you busy." He pulled me to my feet and led me to the bed, where I was made to lay face down.

"Lift your butt up."

I did and he slid something deep within me. I moaned at the feeling. Oh oh oh wow I felt something rather large being inserted into my ass. I felt soooo full and the two objects rubbed against each other through the thin wall separating them. He had me turn and sit up, which made me feel even fuller, pressing the butt plug deep. He took my hands and fastened leather cuffs to them. They were lined with something soft and he fastened them in front.

He led me over to a cage I hadn't noticed and helped me climb in. After he locked the door he turned and looked at me. "Get some sleep now, whatever you can... you'll need it for tomorrow." then he switched off the lights. I heard him walk across the room and get into bed. Suddenly, the objects within me came to life. "Oh!" a startled cry escaped my lips. Mmmmmmmm they were pulsing, that felt good. I moaned at this. Oh yess! now the pulsing stopped and vibrations started. I gasp as pulses start again. "Aaaaiiieee mmmm" now it was doing the tingling pins and needles thing I had felt on the beam. "uuuuhhhhngggaaaahhh" pulsing again. I was trying to be as quiet as I could so he could get sleep, but I couldn't imagine that my quiet moaning and squirming wasn't reaching his ears. He never said a thing, and before long I could hear deep breathing coming from the other side of the room. Ooooh, evil evil man! I thought. This wasn't a mere tease; I was going to have to try to sleep like this all night long.

Occasionally all the pulsing, buzzing, tingling would stop completely for a few minutes, allowing me to get my breath back. I put up with this for over half the night before I gave in and fingered my clit. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to do this or not, but the infernal intruders were bringing me to the edge with each circuit of impulses, only to deny me when they went silent. I massaged my clit and pinched it during the electrical tingling. My orgasm was a sharply intense one and I cried out. uh oh my bound hands flew up and I clapped them over my mouth. You dummy! I listened intently, but I think he still slept. Not wanting to risk a repeat performance, I spent the rest of the night putting up with peaking and cooling, peaking and cooling without relief.

[Chuckdom19]

Her mixed sounds were like a lullaby, putting me into a deep sleep. She cried out some time during the night, but I got right back to sleep.

On arising, I looked at the cage, and had a tired glare shot in my direction.
"Sleepy, Stella? I understand; strange bed and all." I opened the door to her cage and she crawled out at my sign.

"Take out the plugs and get them clean; this time you can use the soap and water in the shower, but you will usually be cleaning them with your mouth. Get used to it. Go shower and whatever else you do to get ready for the day, as breakfast will be here in half an hour." She scurried into the bath, and I followed her in. Another limit to breach here.

"I've got to use the facilities too; just keep busy doing your thing." I sat down on the john and opened a magazine from the rack next to it, watching her out of the corner of my eye.

She was hesitant, but kept going. She was surprised, though, when I got in the shower cube with her. I kept from touching her, and used the secondary shower heads until she started washing her hair. I had to hold myself back to keep from grabbing her right there, but discipline first.

Drying myself, I left the room and dressed in a pair of casual shorts with an a-shirt. Just as the food arrived, Steel came out from the shower wearing a robe. I was shocked.

"WHO THE *FUCK* TOLD YOU TO WEAR CLOTHES???"

[steelish]

By the time morning arrived, I was exhausted. I had managed to doze off a few moments here and there, but for the most part, had a sleepless night. Gee, wonder why. I was grumpy when Chuck woke up and addressed me cheerfully. He unlocked the cage and motioned for me to exit it.

"Take out the plugs and get them clean; this time you can use the soap and water in the shower, but you will usually be cleaning them with your mouth." My startled gaze shot to his face, but he was blase about it. "Get used to it. Go shower and whatever else you do to get ready for the day, as breakfast will be here in half an hour."

I hurried to the bathroom and Chuck entered immediately behind me. I was embarrassed when he sat on the toilet and grabbed a magazine. He told me to keep doing what I needed to do to get ready so I hesitantly went back to my business. I felt awkward and was happy to escape to the shower. I loved the shower stall, if you could call it that. It was large enough for eight people to fit comfortably and had so many shower heads in it you could stand in the middle and not move but be sprayed by water head to toe. I looked up. There was even a waterfall shower head embedded in the ceiling. Wow.

Chuck entered the shower just as I was beginning to soap up. I remembered him sitting on the toilet and turned red again. Quickly, I went back to showering and washed my hair, rinsed off and stepped out. Chuck finished at almost the same time and after drying off, left the bathroom. I had no idea where my clothes were so I grabbed a white fluffy towel that was in the bathroom closet and wrapped myself in it. Just as I was finishing combing out my hair so it wouldn't tangle, I heard the food arrive and exited the bathroom. I was sooo hungry!

Chuck's booming voice stopped me short; "WHO THE FUCK TOLD YOU TO WEAR CLOTHES???"

My heart leaped into my throat and I fumbled with the tie of the robe. I couldn't get it off fast enough and I was trembling all over as I tugged. I finally got it unfastened and quickly knelt in the submissive position, shaking like a leaf from head to toe, the robe pooled around me on the floor.

[Chuckdom19]

Well, she stripped off fast enough anyway. "You'll pay for that later. Let's eat."

I sat at the table and turned to uncover the huge tray of goodies; Stella stood there, uncertain. "Sit and dig in, girl." She did both, eating as though she were truly famished. Well, as the Arctic Natives say, "Food is sleep." And she had darn little, so she needed all the energy she could get. I started to chat about her home town, her parents, schooling, and such; all small talk. At first her answers were very short, but she relaxed after a while and opened up. By the time we were down to the sweet treat at the end, she was seemingly enjoying the chance we had to get to know each other, as I had opened up as well.

When we had finished and cleaned up the mess, I rolled the table out into the hall. My bedside Mac told me I had twelve messages waiting, but only one had an urgent flag; I took care of that one while she took another quick trip to the restroom.

After I finished, we went into the playroom together. Walking directly to the multi-stocks, I helped get Stella's head, neck, and ankles into the appropriate holes. She was nicely bent, then, and her legs wide-spread. The perfect position for our morning's activities. I cranked her just a bit less bent, and walked over to the toy cabinet, returning with an inflatable butt plug.

"This should help you keep your breakfast inside for a while." Lubricating it with my 'play' lube, I slid it home. The tingling started soon after I finished inflating it just past the point where she complained.

"You know, I really hate messes on my floor; try to be careful. Now, just to warm up, I've got a lovely flogger made of kangaroo hide." I began stroking, and without prompting she counted as best she could. The few marks she had gotten last night were faded, so I did my best to put some new ones on. After about 20 minutes, I took a break and got some water to share with Stella. She drank thirstily.

"Our next fun will come directly from nature, Stella." I walked to a large,low cabinet next to the toy box and after putting on some heavy gloves, I grabbed some goodies from the aquarium and put them in a plastic tub.

[steelish]

"You'll pay for that later. Let's eat."

Shit I thought I screwed up again!

As he sat to eat, I hesitated. Should I kneel in the submissive position? What should I do?

"Sit and dig in, girl."

Oh Thank God! I was starving, and dig in was exactly what I did. As we ate, Chuck inquired about my life, hometown, family, job and other idle chit chat. By the time we finished our breakfast, we had gotten to know each other quite well.

I brushed my teeth, my hair and peed while he sat at his laptop.

When I came back out, he led me down the hall to the playroom. Moving me in place in front of the stocks, he had me lean over and place my head, neck and wrists into the upper stock, then locked it in place. I couldn't see my feet or what was going on behind me, so I simply allowed him to pick up and place my feet where he wanted them. I felt something close around my ankles, and as he stood up, I experimented with my legs and realized he must have put them in a stock as well.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him turn a crank and the upper stock holding my head and wrist rose a bit so I was almost, but not quite, upright.

I heard his footsteps recede behind me, then return. "This should help you keep your breakfast inside for a while."

I felt slick lubricant at my ass, then something was inserted inside me. I could feel it getting larger and larger within me, until it felt like I was full to bursting, and I gasped out. He stopped inflating it, and now it felt tingly, like an itch that needed to be scratched. It made me squirm.

"You know, I really hate messes on my floor; try to be careful. Now, just to warm up, I've got a lovely flogger made of kangaroo hide."

The flogger was like a caress on my skin, warming me. Soft moans escaped my mouth as I felt the lashes land again and again. And I continued to squirm from the itching, burning, tingling I was feeling in my ass.

My head was buzzing when he stopped, and offered me water. I didn't realize how thirsty I was until the cool liquid touched my lips.

"Our next fun will come directly from nature, Stella."

My brow creased as he said this, and I didn't know what he meant. He was behind me, moving around, and the stocks prevented me from seeing what was going on. I listened and heard a click, followed by the sound of water moving. I then heard a couple of splashes. I was beginning to get fearful. What is it? I wondered.

[Chuckdom19]

I walked around in front of her, holding a couple neat little goodies in my gloved hands.

"Now before you get worried, you are NOT allergic to these little dears, or Doc would have come across that in her tests and warned me. These are creatures of the deep ocean, which are being studied by the local university for their interesting capabilities. They like to grab onto smooth surfaces with suction cups, then draw their food from the host with their mouths, under the center of the creature. First they inject an interesting fluid to numb the skin, then make their withdrawal. To finish up, they close the wound with a squirt of juice which stings like crazy, but does nothing else."

"I propose to put these lovelies on a couple places of your outside. First, I think one to each cheek would be fun. We'll find out how it works, and go from there."

After I was done explaining, I showed them to Stella, and she made a noise such as I had never heard before. Not quite a scream, not quite a groan. I put them on her bottom cheeks carefully, making sure we were well-clear of any interesting play areas. About twenty minutes later, I caught them as they fell off. And Stella screamed. Loudly.

[steelish]

I watched with horrified eyes as Chuck held the creatures out before me. I listened to him describe what they did and suppressed a shudder. They looked horrid, and slimy, and as if they could inflict great damage. I let out a high-pitched gurgled moan that I cut off by swallowing hard.

He walked behind me and I felt the cold touch of the creatures. I really didn't feel anything painful, just a bit of suction, as if Chuck were cupping me, then nothing. This isn't so bad I thought, and began to relax. I felt a bit light-headed, but assumed it might be from the fright I had just experienced. Just as I was about to open my mouth and tell Chuck his creatures were a wash-out, I felt a horrible stinging pain, as if I were being stabbed on each ass cheek. The pain was sudden, and lasted a while. I squirmed and sweat, moaning and crying out. I wanted to climb away from it, but could go no where. I know Chuck stood behind me and watched my ass bob and weave. I wondered if he was enjoying the show. I hoped so, because otherwise, it certainly wasn't worth it.

[Chuckdom19]

Stella's reaction lasted quite a while, nearly 20 minutes after removal of the creatures. I sat and watched the wiggle, and listened as her screams bounced off the walls and reverberated around the room. Once she settled down, I brought her another drink, this one a 'sports drink' to replace the minerals and salts she had lost over the ordeal.

"Next time, you won't forget about not dressing without permission, right?"

I stood in line of sight for her and continued. "I was going to put those on your tits, Stella, but I wasn't sure you could handle that yet. And I knew for sure I had other plans for your beauties later today. But for now..."

Picking up a Dragon-Cane, I began to lay some strokes here and there, carefully avoiding her bottom for a while. I played with the stocks controls, lifting her a bit off the floor, and turning her feet a bit so I could lay a few strokes on the soles. She gave me lovely sounds, crying out at each stroke. Her thighs took several strokes, and I put a few across her breasts, avoiding her nipples for now. Other plans were afoot for them.

[steelish]

The itching, burning and stinging lasted a good while, making me dance in the stocks for Chuck. All in all it was bearable, it was just when they injected the liquid to close the wound that stung like crazy. When he told me how he originally thought to punish me by placing them elsewehre, I was grateful that he had not and vowed to try my best to keep him pleased with me.

He picked up a cane and started to strike me with it. Oh God now I was really beginning to enjoy the session. I could feel the sharpness of the cane strikes meld into a heat that suffused throughout my body. The stocks would occasionally rotate, and move me into different positions, giving him the opportunity to strike other areas; Oh yes! on my tits! *gasp and moan* Oh god oh god my thighs *crying out* Mmmmmmy asssssssss yesssssss oh god yes and it went on and on for a little while, making me wet and wanting.

When the stocks turned my feet up and he struck the soles of them, every muscle in my body jolted and my hands were opening and closing spasmodically, as if to look for leverage against the pain. oh shit oh shit oh shit please please please I would have given anything to service him right then and there.

[Chuckdom19]

Stella was in full rut when I finished with the cane; one touch to her clit or nipple at that point likely would have put her over the edge. Too bad she was not going to cum for a few more hours at least.

I left her in the stocks for a bit while I readied her next ride. She had really not had any exercise for a while, so this would be good for her. After she had "cooled off", I walked her over in the corner to the tiny shower room I had there. I made her try to pee; she was reluctant to go with me in the room, but did eventually. A fast wash, with special attention to her bottom-cheeks just-in-case, with antibiotic soap. A quick rinse in tepid water to calm her excitement, and a warm-air dry. She was ready for action.

Well so was I. Ordering her into "present" position, I had her give me some head to relieve MY tension. I made a mental note to have compare methods with Sweet Mary Ellen (yah, that was her 'professional' name. She liked the schoolgirl game, and looked it, though she was 26); a few lessons would help her along. But some of ANY task is experience, and she made up for the lack with enthusiasm.

Once done, I took her to the exercise bike. And yes, it had those little modifications you read about in the porn stories. I had found the supplier for a major porn house in San Francisco and gotten the bike with the dildo which rises out of the seat, pistoning and spinning. Tom, our rigger, had gotten a local shop to make up some other interesting attachments as well as getting a few off-the-shelf at local hardware stores.

One of the modifications was a wider seat. Not every woman is 'narrow as an arrow', and that's fine! I was not, however, going to have to limit my activities due to stupid design. Tom found a seat from an old Harley Electra-Glide cop-cycle which did the trick. It also provided a nice metal bar around the back to give us another bondage point. A locally-made dohickey allowed some breast and nipple bondage.

I settled Stella on the seat and fastened the ankle straps which would keep her aboard. Wrist bonds on the handlebars were next, then the waist strap, not too tight. A little lube on the dildo and we tested for complete penetration; I loaded the reservoir for the shaft with surprise fluid. Sliding the afore-mentioned dohickey against her chest wall (where a soft leather brace prevented damage), I strapped her breasts down tight and put a couple clips on her nipples, not too severe, just to keep things fun. There were a couple wires to go to the clamps, and we were set to go!

"Stella, I like subs to get enough exercise, so you're going on a ride here, at whatever pace you choose to set for yourself. After your first two miles, the device expects you to go a bit faster, after five faster still. Faster after ten, and more so after fifteen. At twenty miles, you are done! We'll have a treat for you then. You have a Gatorade nipple next to your head, and I want you to stay hydrated so drink every ten minutes or so. You WILL have access to the gear-shift so the pedaling won't be anything extreme for you, and the machine is set, today, to have your course all on the flat."

"Now for the fun parts. In the first five miles, you get the dildo pistoning every 10 turns of the wheel, and as you go further, it happens more often. You may *try* to cum, if you can, as often as you wish. Be ready, though, for an occasional concern with that effort. I'll be sitting right here watching and taking care of the business while you ride. Have fun!" I patted her on the shoulder, and gave her a quick, deep kiss.