Littlequietone

I felt as though I was dreaming. I was floating above the ground. There was nothing but the constant persistent thuds to keep me from floating away and leaving the world behind. Each time I start to float away a thud would bring me back, a thud followed by painful bliss. Time escaped me, there was no need for it where I was. There was only a need for the sense of security , pain and plessure to keep me floating above the world. Every now and then I heard my own voice cry out though I did not feel myself allow it. My body would shake, would spasm as though it was attempting to remind itself to wake up from the dream. It must have all been a dream.

Though I know it was no dream. He presented me with proof. Photos and his story of what unfolded. I remember some things. I remember arriving at his place, and going down into the basement. I can remember undressing and being told to go to my hands and knees. I remember the gag being put in my mouth and the blindfold being put on. I remember his touch the most. How sensitive he managed to make my nipples. I had saw the hook before he had me undress. It was a standard anal hook with a ball on the end. To which he informed me with an evil grin, “This is going in your ass.” It was cold to the touch as he slipped it into my tight asshole. He then proceeded to tie the rope around my neck to which he proceeded to add addition rope to create a harness around my body. Each little movement I made, pulled against the hook. That is when I started to float away...

I was anxious. Nervous anticipation is what he had called it. We had discussed possibilities of what was going to happen. He had an evil twinkle in his eye as we talked about flogging, gags, forced orgasm and time. That is something many forget about in the lifestyle. Time creates anticipation and anticipation makes it worth it. Things do not need to be rushed, a slow, low voice with silence that follows is often enough to make me drip. He knew how to make me quiet, to make me still. “Take off your clothes.” Silence. I quickly obey his orders. As I finish my eyes find the floor in front of me, I stand waiting for his next order. “On your knees, crawl to the middle of the floor. Face down, ass up.” I quickly get down to my hands and knees and crawl to the middle of the floor. He stands up from his chair and walks over to his bag. I can only hear his feet on the floor and the zipper on his bag as my eyes had fallen shut as my forehead lay on the floor and my ass exposed in the air. He walks towards me and again I am hit with a wave of nervous anticipation. He grabs me by my slave tail and pulls my head up, as I am careful to keep my eyes down. He pushes a handle into my mouth. “Head down. Don't move.” I lay my head back down and I feel the handle of the crop press into my mouth deeper as it rests lightly over the back of my hands. I try to stay as still as I can. I hear him walk into the other room. I remember him telling me that he never needed a reason to check to make sure I was doing as told. It was expected and it would be done. It sent shivers up my spine as I realized how true his works truly were. I was not about to betray him by not doing as he told me too. He came back into the room. I froze up even more. He suddenly dropped his heavy leather boots on the floor in front of me. It scared me, as I was not expecting the sudden noise. I jumped a little. I heard him pull on socks and then lace up his boots. “Good girl, sit up.” I sat up to a kneel. My hands found their way to the top of my thighs. He had strung up a rope directly over head. “Hands out.” I put my hands out in front of me, keeping my head bowed and eyes down. “Put them together.” I pushed my wrists together. He started wrapping rope around my wrists tightly. I re-called a conversation we had had a few days before. I had told him of my desire to be strung up with my hands above me. I told him about my nervousness about impact play and how I had yet to be truly flogged. I thought that to him they had been little girl fantasies, passing thoughts. He had heard everything and it excited me more to realize that he was for-filling those desires in his way. He truly did have control. I truly trusted him. He tied my hands up and pulled me up on my tip toes. It was an unique sensation, as I was very wet and had been all day long. I was craving being touched, used. Yet I felt so helpless and stuck as I swayed a little off balance. He walked up from behind me and pushed his body into mine, caressing me as he did, pulling me closer to him. I tilted my head back as I desired his hands on my body, his touch. He produced a red and black ball gag. “Open.” I opened my mouth as he pulled it together at the base of my head. There was no way I was going to be able to spit the gag back out. Then he came around in front of me. “Do you trust me?” “Yes, Sir,” I managed to squeak out from behind the gag. I snuck a glance up at his eyes to be sure that he believed me. I saw a flash of relief in his as he accepted my answer. The flash quickly turned back into that evil twinkle. “Eyes down, S**” I shifted my eyes back down as I saw the shadow of a padded blindfold fall across my face and rest on my eyes. Gagged and blindfolded I stood on my tip toes with my hands slowly going numb above my head. He took a moment to take in the site. I did not hear any movement for a while. Then I head him speak. “ S** this is going to hurt. I am going to flog you now.” I shook a little more anticipating what true floggers might feel like. He lightly ran one of his black leather floggers across my back, then he struck me with it. I was more surprised with the weighted feeling of that first strike. I could see what he had meant about floggers being expressive. Such a soft light touch, soon turned into a strike with a bite. Soon I felt myself being struck with the other matching black leather flogger. It was an intense feeling as they wrapped around my sides and the tips stung the front of my body. I felt myself moving, swaying. After a sharp strike I found myself trying to pull away from my bindings as I let out a shriek. I quickly found myself being drawn back to my original position and then even sticking my bottom back out to be flogged again. In my mind I wanted to run from the pain, but my body betrayed me as it accepted the pain and eventually started to spasm in ecstasy from it.Needless to say my first truly proper flogging was amazing and I shall cherish it for years to come. When He finally let me down my hands had gone numb. He unwrapped my wrists without unblindfolding me. I knew before he was done unwrapping the rope that I had deep purple marks. He admired my new temporary indents. I asked if I could see them as he had removed my ball gag. I felt him unsnap the blindfold and I looked down to see the deep twisted indents in my arms. My hands tingled and then started to burn. The marks stayed visible for quite some time, after a few more tasks it was time for bed. “pick up the toys, S**.” I do as asked, as he walks into the guest bedroom. When I am done I stand still, head bowed, eyes on the floor. “Come here S**.” I walk into the guest bedroom and find the blankets pulled back. “Lay down on your stomach.” I lay down. He says, “It is now bedtime, S**, It is time to go to sleep.” “Yes, Sir...but you have me so turned on Sir.” I hear him smile and let out a little laugh,” Well then, S**, why don't you beg me to fuck you? Beg me to fuck you hard.” I squirm as he pulls the covers up, “Please Sir, Please fuck me hard, Sir, please. Please Sir, Please fuck me Sir.” He pushed down on me, pressing me hard into the bed. “FUCK NO, I won't fuck you S**. Now tomorrow I am going to flog you hard and fuck you hard in the ass. I am going to use you all day long. If you are a good little girl I will let you sleep in my bed tomorrow night. If you are a bad girl you will have to sleep in here all by yourself. Now you are not allowed to touch yourself, in fact your hands do not go below your belly button. Good night.” He smacked my ass through the covers then left the room shutting the door hard behind him. I was left stunned I was squirming and dripping wet I wanted badly to be able to touch myself. I craved it, him even mentioning it made me crave it that much more. My dreams were filled with bondage and floggings.  

I was waiting in the corner when he returned. He told me to stay there and if I wasn't there when he got back that I would be punished. So I was sitting there nude until he got back. He told me he was in a good mood. So he told me "I will make a deal with you. At the end of our "session" you get a 30 minute massage. However, once the session begins, every time you disobey 5 minutes will be deducted from the massage. If it gets to 0, then no massage. However, if it gets to -5 or lower, I get a massage."
The deal sounded wonderful to my ears, I would love to have his hands rubbing down my sore back and legs. However, I knew that he wanted a massage, and it would give me great pleasure to give him one. This whole deal was a set-up to get me to misbehave, and my mind whirled at the thought of getting to be able to without any painful punishments.
He started by dressing me in one of his favorite corsets, black with pink lace. After he put it on me he grabbed for the latex mask and leggings, his favorite material of all time. Afterwards, he gave me simple tasks to complete around the house. Everything from finishing up his laundry to cleaning the kitchen floor with a toothbrush. I was sure to misbehave as i dropped his laundry on the floor before putting it in the drier. "minus 10 minutes" he said as he slammed me up against the washing machine. Squeezing a hand around my throat as he smacked my ass with the other. "you are being a very bad slut." he whispered in my ear. He then made me clean the bathroom. I "forgot" to rise the sink after scrubbing it with cleaner. I also "forgot" to change the toliet paper out and to put the seat down. When he came to do his inspection, I was not standing in the correct position. " you are being a fucking bad girl today, slut. Minus 30 in here." he said as he grabbed my arms and forced them behind my back. "you lost the deal slut.Make sure you start behaving or else you will start to get punished." Afterwards, I was told to go to the kitchen to scrub the floor. On the way I made a mocking comment. "I fucking cleaned that floor yesterday why do you have to be such a fucking pig." He did not react so I thought he did not hear what I had said. So I went and started scrubbing the floor with the toothbrush he had given me, mine from the bathroom. It was when I had almost finished with the floor that I noticed his pants begin to tighten in the front. Me crawling around on the floor keeping my ass towards him was making him very horny.
He told me that he needed me to go get his socks from the back room. So I did as he requested and started making my way to the back room. It was there he followed me shutting the door behind him. I got his socks and started to give them to him when he grabbed me and threw me down to the floor quickly making his way on top of me, pinning me down. "I'm a fucking pig huh slut." he said as he grabbed my head pulling it upwards. He undid his pants and started fucking me doggy-style. I screamed once and he reached around and stuck his fingers into my mouth with his other hand he pulled my hips closer to his. His hard cock going even deep inside of me. He cam quick but before he exploded he turned me over and shoved his hard cock into my mouth exploding inside. Out of nowhere he produced my ball gag and quickly shoved it between my lips not giving me anytime to spit out his cum. He knew I never grew accustom to the taste. He was smart and knew I would swallow if forced to. He flipped me over and pulled the strap tight barely giving me the room to even swallow. "you can let that sit in there for as long as you want but I better not see a drop on the floor slut."
He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me to attempt to swallow his cum. When I finally walked into the other room. He told me he was going out, " you get into that corner and stay there til i get back." As I attempted to reach around to undo the strap on the gag he added, " no that stays on your mouth has gotten you into trouble today you need to learn to keep quiet." I went over to my corner and knelled down. It was starting to get cold and i wrapped my arms around myself signaling this to him. like he was reading my thoughts he said," no slut, you did not earn any clothing or blankets you stay naked today." With that he left. He was gone for what seemed like hours and my mind wandered. It was cold very cold. I thought to myself I am already in trouble, getting a blanket will not matter now, and I might be able to put it back by the time he gets back. So I got up and grabbed a blanket from the living room. So much better than sitting there cold. It seemed like only five minutes had gone by when he returned and found me wrapped up in his blanket. "you just don't learn do you slut.If you want to be wrapped up then I will wrap you up." And with that he jerked the blanket off of me and pulled me up by my hair leading me into the back room. "stand here." he ordered as he continued into the room and finally into the closet. He came back with bondage tape, a sheet and a blindfold. He laid the sheet down on the ground and ordered me to lay down at one end he then proceeded to roll me tightly into the sheet. Next he blindfolded me taking away my sight. I could hear and feel him wrapping the tape around my body tightly. He continued up covering up my neck and then wrapped the tape around my head, blindfold and ball gag. I did not know what He had planned out. I felt something soft being placed under my head and then tightened around by what I can only guess as to be the tape still. He then proceeded to lift me and place me in a sitting position in a chair. I could feel the chair moving as he pushed me somewhere. He then picked me up and placed me on the floor against the wall. I did not know where I was and could not say, see or hear a thing. Suddenly the silence became increasingly heavy as I realized he planned on leaving me (where-ever I was) for a long time. Being left to my thoughts sort of scared me. At first I freaked out thinking, this is it I am going to die, but then I started to rationalize I was the best slave my master had ever had, and even though some pain would come I knew he would never attempt anything on my life. That is a big part of being dominate, you must as a submissive, be able to trust your master. and I did. I did not know how much time had passed while I was left in total senatorial deprivation, but it seemed like days. (later I find out it was only about 5 hours). All of the sudden I just knew he was by me. He started by carrying me from the place he had left me. He undid the tape and soft thing from around my head. Then he unwrapped my body from its cocoon. He left the blindfold and ball gag taped to my face. He bent me over a table or desk. "did my little slut learn her lesson yet?" He smacked my ass. "Spread your ass open for me." I did as I was told I did not want to be left again. He drizzled lube on my ass and then I felt something go into my asshole, a plug. he leaned down across my back, "you keep that in there the entire time I fuck your little slut hole, you got that slut?" I nodded my reply, he pushed on the plug and jiggled it around a bit before he shoved his cock into my pussy. In and out he went playing with the plug while he fucked me. Suddenly he pulled out a vibrator and jammed it against the plug, it felt soo good. I started cumming almost instantly. He quickened his pace feeling me twitch underneath him. "cum you little slut that's right cum all over my cock." I cam again as he continued to fuck me, this time i pushed against the plug nearly losing it, but he shoved it back in and smacked my ass hard "bad slut, keep your holes filled." and with that he cam inside of me collapsing on top of me. after recovering he stood up and wiped his cock off on my leg. "leave it in" is all he said as he walked out of the room.

It all started with the bed moving. I was in a deep sleep when I awoke to realize he was not in the bed anymore. Looking around I spotted the bathroom light on and thought to myself " he must be just using the bathroom" So I rolled over and went back to sleep. A few minutes Later I awaken to him tapping on my shoulder. I roll over again this time still semi-asleep with my eyes still closed.
I start to say, "Wha-" when suddenly something is shoved into my mouth. He quickly turns me over onto my stomach and pushed a knee into my back. As he does he tightens the strap across the back of my head. Still a bit in shock it took me a few minutes to fully realize what he had shoved into my mouth. One of the main objects in my some what recent obsession with bondage gear: a basic ball gag.
Soon after securing the gag, he pulled me up by my hair and pushed me against the wall at the base of the bed. Wrapping his hand around my throat he asked "are you going to be a good little **** tonight?" He squeezed tighter repeating himself again "are you going to be a good little **** tonight?" I nodded and squeaked out "yes master" as best I could around my gag. with that he pulled me away from the wall and pushed me down on my knees facing the bed.
At this point I had no idea what he had in mind. It had been weeks since we had even discussed testing out the dominant and submissive roles. Even then I thought he was merely trying to see how much information he could get out of me regarding any fantasies I had had. It did not even cross my mind that he was studying, and researching everything that I had told him about. Everything from water torture to floggings, from simply being left tied up to obeying every command all of my desires, wishes, and fantasies were finally going to start being a reality. He had done his research well over the weeks and had even managed to bring up things into everyday conversations such as "safe words" and rules. It was all evident in what he was about to do to me.
As i sat on my knees in front of the bed I started to take on my new role as submissive, I sat patiently and waited to see what he had planned out. Out of no-where he produced a black-leather collar, I had never saw before. He proceed to place it around my neck tightening it so it fit snugly but comfortably around my neck. After he had fastened it I felt him start to push something up between the back of the collar and my neck. I then heard two snaps as he fastened something to the collar. I soon felt the cold leather fall against my back followed by a rough jerk of one of my hands off of my thigh. a simple version of a poster bar so it would seem. I have very little knowledge of all the different types of gear, but that is what I will call it for now. He soon had both my hands strapped behind my back and when I relaxed them there was a slight tug on the collar around my neck. He had done his homework.
My master then looped a rope through the ring at the front of my collar. This rope he connected to the bar on the bed, he then pulled me forward so that I was just a few inches from the bed. Taking pride in his handy work he smiled (causing me to feel very excited and happy) as he said " now, since you have been such a good girl I am going to give you a reward."
He sat down in front of me on the bed, his **** inches from my face. I wanted him, I craved him. He pushed his **** under my nose "smell it" I took a deep breath in as he ran it back and forth. "Don't you want to suck on it?" he asked. I nodded as I tried to push the ball gag out of my mouth. It wouldn't budge so I resorted to trying to plead with him with my eyes. He ran his **** over the gag and then slapped it against the side of my face a few times. "How bad do you want my ****?" he asked " tell me through your gag" I try to say "very bad sir" but it comes out slurred. "I can't hear you" he teases. "Very bad sir" I try again. He knows I want his hard **** in my mouth and throat. Finally he gives me what I want.
He takes off my ball gag and rams his long, hard **** deep into my throat. Pain at first but then pleasure quickly follows as he moves his **** in and out ******* my face. He shove his **** deep again and then plugs my nose with his fingers. He starts counting "10..9..8...7..6.." I try to back away but I feel the pull on the back of my neck from the collar, so that is why he tied me to the bed. He gets to 1 and pulls out allowing me to take a deep breath of air before he started to **** my face again. Soon I feel him ******* in my throat, it gags me but before I could spit it out he pulls out and clamps a hand over my mouth. "you will not make a mess on my floor you filthy ****. swallow it!" I don't want to but he doesn't remove his hand until I swallow more than once.
He lays back on the bed exhausted. Soon I hear him breathing soft and even as he drifts off to sleep. He left me tied to the bed with my arms behind my back, on my knees for what seemed like eternity. I should not complain though he gave me exactly what I wanted.
When he woke up he untied my collar from the bed and allowed me my arms again. I was stiff in my legs and shoulders but I had no complaints at the time. I thought my fantasy had ended, but he had another surprise for me.
To be continued in another post...

I was still stiff and sore from being left on me knees, arms tied behind my back and collar tied to the bed for hours while my master slept peacefully on the bed. He awoke and had untied me, but did not give me time to recover much from the experience. 
He took the rope that was still attached to my collar and looped it under his foot and then pulled until my face was on the ground. "crawl behind me." was all that he said as he turned and walked out of the room. I followed, but could not help but complain. He did not like my mouth, i was quickly pulled back down to the floor without a word he looped the rope between the lips of my pussy and up my butt crack. He the grabbed my wrist one at a time and tied them with the rope before continuing the rope up to my hair. While he had been tying my wrists he had pulled my neck down a bit, therefore when he told me to stand up, he pulled me up by the top of my head causing the rope to rub between my lips and crack. This was a feeling I had not had the chance to feel before and I did not know if I enjoyed the feeling itself, but it seemed to please my master. After standing me up and walking me into the kitchen he left me standing in the middle of the room, as he returned to the bedroom. I stood there afraid to move because of the rope and afraid to speak because I did not want to be punished again. I did not know my punishment wasn't over yet. He returned with my favorite piece, the ball gag. and he quickly shoved it in my mouth with the remark, "this will keep you quiet." It was then I noticed the cane he had hanging from his wrist by a string. I tried to remain strong, but my mind got the best of me, I had never been flogged before and I feared the cane over a whip. I quivered before the cane even struck me. He started off lightly. just tapping up the back of one leg and then the other leg until he got to my ass. He had always loved my ass and i think he was proud to own it. He started of lightly, striking with about half the force he used at the end. "one" he counted as the cane came down on my beautiful ass. He pulled it away leaving behind a red line. "Two" he struck down again with about the same force. when he got to five he started to swing harder. He wanted to see how far I would let him go, he wanted to push me to the point of begging him to stop. At that time my mind had wandered elsewhere, I still felt ever single blow, and winced with pain, but my mind was filled with the thoughts of what this relationship was leading to, and when I would be able to please him again. I focused back in to what was going on just as he reached fifteen. He set down the cane and started to untie my hair . He then untied my hands. "make me some food," he ordered. "Yes master." I made him a sandwich which he ate in front of me as I sat at his feet. When he was done he told me to stand up. I did, he proceeded to bend me over the table. After examining what was left of the welts on my ass he told me he was going to fuck me. I was excited, I wanted him to do this all day. I longed to have his hard cock in my pussy. He drizzled lube over my ass and on my pussy. He rubbed it around with hsi hands and pushed two of his fingers inside of me, finger fucking me. Then he jammed his long hard cock into my pussy. He continued to jam it inside of me causing both pain and pleasure. about halfway through he got an idea. He took the rope that he had untied from me, and he proceed to tie it into my hair and then he tied my arms back behind my back. he laughed" I just made myself a handle" he said as he pulled me back onto his hard cock. I screamed as he continued to fuck me. "scream my dirty slut, scream all you want" he sneered into my ear. I cam all over his cock right after he said that. He pulled out and flipped me over, ripping the ball gag from my mouth he shoved his cock into my throat exploding inside. I still was not use to the taste of his cum and tried to spit it back out, he once again clammed a hand over my mouth and refused to remove it until I had swallowed more than once. He untied me and threw me on the floor "clean yourself up slut."