Pinpoint Accuracy
Arrival at the factory. Taken inside and ordered to strip immediately and follow Master. A square of cardboard on the floor for me to stand on, rope on the floor, instruments of torture to my right and a forklift truck right behind me. He begins with outlining exactly why I deserve such punishment…..cheeky subs need to be brought back in to line. I fully agree and am tied tightly with my arms and legs outstretched, fully immobile and vulnerable. Hoping my courage didn’t fail me now, I knew quite how bad this was going to be and that I had also fully agreed to such v******e. Master starts with a volley of slaps and a couple of punches to my face, breasts and arse…reddening quickly under his touch. He feels between my legs, delighted by my wetness and what a filthy slag he owns. Not being allowed to orgasm, I have to resist his touch and the extra pleasure of him groping and kneading my tits so well. Pure heat runs through me and I strain at the ropes, trying to not cum. Master moves on to his tool stash…..showing me each item in turn, no doubt noticing the increase in my breathing with nerves.
The wooden bath brush appears, the fear rises in me…much to my disgust so does my wetness. It thuds over my breasts, arse and then my poor thighs. Pain the thighs is my nemesis…it’s too much and doesn’t give pleasure, just solid pain. Increasing the rate of swats as he goes up and down my legs, I can see the redness and begin to pull at my ropes again. Moving on he grabs a belt….strikes on my chest and very roughly right up between my legs, the most vulnerable part of my body receiving such violent attention..feeling as if my cunt lips would split and yet so very close to orgasm, I silently beg to cum and after a few more strokes im allowed to. Noisily and wetly I cum for what feels like an age. The first orgasm I’ve had since I met him in the field two weeks ago. Boy, it was worth it. Thanking him, he moves on. A telephone cable….already worrying, the pain swipes across me as he litters my tits, arse and thighs with it, leaving vivid loops of purple and red over my white flesh. Visceral pain courses through me and I hold back sobs. He is enjoying how uncomfortable I am and pulls his cock out, rubbing it over my fat belly and grabbing hold of my flesh as he moves around me. His hard cock looks so fucking perfect, I want it sooo much. But not yet…
A blindfold across my eyes. Then the cold, sharp touch slivers through me….I know he has the darts….he stabs them all over my tits, not with force as yet, just as a prelude. I have a lake running from my cunt and dare him to stab me properly…goading him..do it, Master, stab my tits….perhaps not believing that he actually will…..then the gruelling sensation or the point driving deep into my fleshy breast as he pushes it through my skin, almost feeling my flesh pop and yield as it travels through. It may be incredibly sharp, but it feels too blunt to go as far in as it did! I beg him to do the other one and cum immediately when he does, feeling it run through me like electricity. He uses his fingers to prolong my orgasm and I greedily lick them clean after.
Needing to be cut down, I slump to the floor and immediately feel strength return to my body. Open my legs wide for him to inspect my holes and just how much of a soggy mess I had become. Just his fingers round there was enough to start me off again and I run my hands down my body to my cunt, which earns me another punishment. He returns with the bath brush and again bangs it harshly onto my sore breasts and down each thigh, which I absolutely HATE. Struggling to control my anger and pain, he carries on and brings his belt back into play. Strapped right on my cunt again, hard as could be, swiftly followed by several more as I yell out. I’m reaching my limit for pain and the need to cum rising with it. He informs me if I take five more I can orgasm, which I barely manage. The pain brings out the hardest orgasm of the night and he carries on swatting my lips whilst I flood the floor, then stops and pushes his fingers deep inside me, bringing me such massive waves of orgasm that I have squirted three times under such duress. I can barely say a word, only laugh as I start to calm down and lick my juices from his hand.
Time for me to be tied back up standing, legs wider than before and the next phase of Master’s pleasure. He moves the forklift truck and positions me between the forks, a piece of timber across them and rests my tits on there. I know what this means….I watched a video ages ago of a woman having her tits nailed to wood….it turned me on so much that I’ve asked him many times to do it to me…looks like it’s happening imminently….the hammer and two nails appear…he starts with my left breast and makes sure it’s solidly on the wood. The tip of the nail pushing into me…bang one, two and a third time, it’s fully through me and into the wood…I stare in disbelief and back at him. He looks very pleased. He presses the other breast down and does the same, although much quicker and only one or two hits. Looking back at him and to my chest I can’t quite believe it. I utter to him that I can’t believe my tits are fucking nailed to some wood, he laughs and smiles and I see the joy in his eyes as he relishes the pain I’m clearly going through. I still keep saying that I can’t believe it and he runs his hands up my thighs and straight to my clit, I’m beyond soaking and he brings me to the most mind blowing orgasm, i can hear my squirt hitting the floor and feel it running down my legs. I can’t stop cumming and can’t breath for the sheer pleasure, knowing I’m pulling against my bonds and the nails holding me to the wood. He takes the nails out and removes the wood and the forklift, hearing him pull his cock out of his trousers, he comes up behind me and pushes into my gaping cunt and expertly fucks me hard and deep to another bone shaking orgasm. Removing my bonds, I drop to my knees and take his hard cock in my mouth, delightfully sucking him. He enjoys me for a few moments and then puts himself away. He unties me properly this time and orders me upstairs for the finale. I’m filthy from the factory floor, black feet, the lot. I grab my bag and pop my shirt back on, seeing as I had to walk past a window or two.
Upstairs I grab a quick drink and remove my shirt, allowing him to have a good look at every part of me. Relish the bruises and welts. Ordering me up and across the table, it’s time for my arse to get the fucking he does so well. I’m so, so tight because of the pain play. He forces his way in and gives me a damned hard hammering before coming out of me again. Sitting back he awaits my mouth onto his hard cock for his release. Gladly devouring him, making his cock wet and slippery as I suck him, spitting on it, using my hand i wick some pussy juice from between my legs and rub it over his cock and suck both of our flavours from him as he nears his, well deserved, orgasm. He warns me he’s going to fill my cunt mouth with his seed just as it hits the back of my throat and I gulp it down. Making sure to not miss any. Then take my time to lick and suck him clean again and smile up as I received my prize.
The entire time he played my body so well, whispering in my ears in such a filthy way, increasing the heat and lust in my body with his words of degradation, aggression and eroticism. Being so vulnerable when tied and under his complete control…all this combined leads me to try my very hardest to be the best submissive Cunt to Master and please him every way possible, take whatever pain he desires. Spending much of his time groping my body, especially my breasts….at one point doing so from behind whilst talking gently into my ear was enough to make my legs shake with pure ecstasy. It’s so liberating to be so freely enjoyed for who and what you are and not have body hang-ups, dress a particular way or be on a permanent diet. Master has taught me to embrace myself as I am, to not be shy or embarrassed, walk to him and strip off immediately and wait with a smile.
The wooden bath brush appears, the fear rises in me…much to my disgust so does my wetness. It thuds over my breasts, arse and then my poor thighs. Pain the thighs is my nemesis…it’s too much and doesn’t give pleasure, just solid pain. Increasing the rate of swats as he goes up and down my legs, I can see the redness and begin to pull at my ropes again. Moving on he grabs a belt….strikes on my chest and very roughly right up between my legs, the most vulnerable part of my body receiving such violent attention..feeling as if my cunt lips would split and yet so very close to orgasm, I silently beg to cum and after a few more strokes im allowed to. Noisily and wetly I cum for what feels like an age. The first orgasm I’ve had since I met him in the field two weeks ago. Boy, it was worth it. Thanking him, he moves on. A telephone cable….already worrying, the pain swipes across me as he litters my tits, arse and thighs with it, leaving vivid loops of purple and red over my white flesh. Visceral pain courses through me and I hold back sobs. He is enjoying how uncomfortable I am and pulls his cock out, rubbing it over my fat belly and grabbing hold of my flesh as he moves around me. His hard cock looks so fucking perfect, I want it sooo much. But not yet…
A blindfold across my eyes. Then the cold, sharp touch slivers through me….I know he has the darts….he stabs them all over my tits, not with force as yet, just as a prelude. I have a lake running from my cunt and dare him to stab me properly…goading him..do it, Master, stab my tits….perhaps not believing that he actually will…..then the gruelling sensation or the point driving deep into my fleshy breast as he pushes it through my skin, almost feeling my flesh pop and yield as it travels through. It may be incredibly sharp, but it feels too blunt to go as far in as it did! I beg him to do the other one and cum immediately when he does, feeling it run through me like electricity. He uses his fingers to prolong my orgasm and I greedily lick them clean after.
Needing to be cut down, I slump to the floor and immediately feel strength return to my body. Open my legs wide for him to inspect my holes and just how much of a soggy mess I had become. Just his fingers round there was enough to start me off again and I run my hands down my body to my cunt, which earns me another punishment. He returns with the bath brush and again bangs it harshly onto my sore breasts and down each thigh, which I absolutely HATE. Struggling to control my anger and pain, he carries on and brings his belt back into play. Strapped right on my cunt again, hard as could be, swiftly followed by several more as I yell out. I’m reaching my limit for pain and the need to cum rising with it. He informs me if I take five more I can orgasm, which I barely manage. The pain brings out the hardest orgasm of the night and he carries on swatting my lips whilst I flood the floor, then stops and pushes his fingers deep inside me, bringing me such massive waves of orgasm that I have squirted three times under such duress. I can barely say a word, only laugh as I start to calm down and lick my juices from his hand.
Time for me to be tied back up standing, legs wider than before and the next phase of Master’s pleasure. He moves the forklift truck and positions me between the forks, a piece of timber across them and rests my tits on there. I know what this means….I watched a video ages ago of a woman having her tits nailed to wood….it turned me on so much that I’ve asked him many times to do it to me…looks like it’s happening imminently….the hammer and two nails appear…he starts with my left breast and makes sure it’s solidly on the wood. The tip of the nail pushing into me…bang one, two and a third time, it’s fully through me and into the wood…I stare in disbelief and back at him. He looks very pleased. He presses the other breast down and does the same, although much quicker and only one or two hits. Looking back at him and to my chest I can’t quite believe it. I utter to him that I can’t believe my tits are fucking nailed to some wood, he laughs and smiles and I see the joy in his eyes as he relishes the pain I’m clearly going through. I still keep saying that I can’t believe it and he runs his hands up my thighs and straight to my clit, I’m beyond soaking and he brings me to the most mind blowing orgasm, i can hear my squirt hitting the floor and feel it running down my legs. I can’t stop cumming and can’t breath for the sheer pleasure, knowing I’m pulling against my bonds and the nails holding me to the wood. He takes the nails out and removes the wood and the forklift, hearing him pull his cock out of his trousers, he comes up behind me and pushes into my gaping cunt and expertly fucks me hard and deep to another bone shaking orgasm. Removing my bonds, I drop to my knees and take his hard cock in my mouth, delightfully sucking him. He enjoys me for a few moments and then puts himself away. He unties me properly this time and orders me upstairs for the finale. I’m filthy from the factory floor, black feet, the lot. I grab my bag and pop my shirt back on, seeing as I had to walk past a window or two.
Upstairs I grab a quick drink and remove my shirt, allowing him to have a good look at every part of me. Relish the bruises and welts. Ordering me up and across the table, it’s time for my arse to get the fucking he does so well. I’m so, so tight because of the pain play. He forces his way in and gives me a damned hard hammering before coming out of me again. Sitting back he awaits my mouth onto his hard cock for his release. Gladly devouring him, making his cock wet and slippery as I suck him, spitting on it, using my hand i wick some pussy juice from between my legs and rub it over his cock and suck both of our flavours from him as he nears his, well deserved, orgasm. He warns me he’s going to fill my cunt mouth with his seed just as it hits the back of my throat and I gulp it down. Making sure to not miss any. Then take my time to lick and suck him clean again and smile up as I received my prize.
The entire time he played my body so well, whispering in my ears in such a filthy way, increasing the heat and lust in my body with his words of degradation, aggression and eroticism. Being so vulnerable when tied and under his complete control…all this combined leads me to try my very hardest to be the best submissive Cunt to Master and please him every way possible, take whatever pain he desires. Spending much of his time groping my body, especially my breasts….at one point doing so from behind whilst talking gently into my ear was enough to make my legs shake with pure ecstasy. It’s so liberating to be so freely enjoyed for who and what you are and not have body hang-ups, dress a particular way or be on a permanent diet. Master has taught me to embrace myself as I am, to not be shy or embarrassed, walk to him and strip off immediately and wait with a smile.
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