The Table I was sitting in the living room, laptop in hand busy finishing the organizational report that I would need to implement for my job at the local school when Master called out from the kitchen. It was annoying as I was in mid flow but I knew better than to ignore a call from Master. Ignoring my Master could result in a very painful experience that I would always do my best to avoid.
Putting the laptop to one side, I rose from the couch and pulled my rather short mini skirt down trying to conceal my bare bottom at least partially. When at work I was allowed to dress modestly unless being punished for some infection in which case I would be made to dress more uncomfortable without being totally embarrassed. Here at home, things were very different. Firstly, whatever I wore was totally at the direction of my Master. I had little choice on a day-to-day basis as to what I would be wearing but the one clear rule was that I was not ever allowed to wear panties unless it was my period time.
Master explained to me that being his submissive means I was totally owned. Since an owner can do what he wants to his property it was important to him that all of me was available. I must admit that in our early days together I was pretty uncomfortable with this, knowing that I was always exposed to Master which made me very self-conscious. Being Masters submissive I knew I had to get over it and in time I did get used to it. Now, laying over Masters lap on a cold winters evening while he gently fingers and plays with me as he watches tv is one of the greatest pleasures I get. Of course there are times when I still get uncomfortable. On occasions Master has me on all fours by the fire with a vibrating dildo in my ass reading to him with clear instructions not to cumm. Now that makes me truly uncomfortable.
Moving into the kitchen I see Master by the sink. He doesn’t say anything but simply points to our large wooden table in the corner. Master has traind me very well and I know immediately what he wants. Moving across to the table I draw myself across it feeling my skirt riding up my thighs and fully exposing my butt and pussy. Master appears before me and gently clips cuffs around both hands before spreading them to each corner of the table and securing them. Now I can only slightly lift my head and turn it in one direction or the other.
Master then Disappears from sight and before very long I hear the sound of metal clinking on metal and I know exactly what is coming next. I then feel his hands on my ankles and my legs are gently spread further apart before the familiar feel of the spreader bar is attached holding my legs three feet apart. The last vestages of my modesty are removed as Master takes the hem of my short skirt and tuck’s it firmly into my waistband. I am consciousness now that I am fully exposed to my Master and he has full access to both my pussy and asshole. I feel his hands gently playing across my butt before afingerprint dips deep inside me. The bar prevents me either closing or opening my legs further but I lift my ass hoping to drive the fingerprint further into my now wet aching pussy. He removes his finger and it is not long before I feel a trickling sensing at the top of my ass crack. I know immediately what is to follow. My ass cheats are parted, and I feel a fingerprint gently rubbing the trickle which I now know is KY down and around my ass hole. It is not long before I feel a finger penetrate deep into my asshole and deliver KY in a circular motion inside me. Considering my current position there could be two possible reasons why Master is applying KY here. He either wishes to fuck my asshole or my butt plug is about to be inserted.
Let me now just explain Masters use of butt plugs. In our early time together, Master made it very clear that my asshole must be made available to him in just the same way as my pussy. To train my asshole Master said a plug would be used. Initially Master used a fairly small plug but as time went along and my hole got used to the plug he increased the size to what I now have which has allowed my hole to accommodate his prick when he wishes to fuck me in the asshole.
As time went on Master has added some rules around my plug. One rule is that I am absolutely not allowed to touch my plug under any circumstances. He says the plug is his property. What this effectively means is that once the plug is inside me, there is no way its coming out until Master wants to take it out. On some occasions I have had to endure the plug inside me all day. Master has even sent me to work wearing the plug and I then know its in me all day. Should I dare to touch the plug and he see’s me I am in for a severe spanking so I try very hard to leave it alone. Talking of spanking this is Another rule concerning the plug. Master insists I am to be plugged before any spanking. He says that this heightens my consciousness of my bottom and he is right. Now as I lay across the table I feel the cold hardness of my plug as it touches my skin. Master spreads my butt cheats wide and I know my asshole is now fully exposed to him. I feel the head of the plug as it touches my hole and then slight pressure as it pushes me open. I try to relax as Master has taught me and feel the plug slowly forcing itself into me before my hole closes around the sha. and the plug is firmly inside me. With earlier plugs I was able to force them from me however now the size means that the only way the plug is coming out is when Master takes it out.
Master has still said nothing but I now know that in my current position and plugged I am going to be spanked. Master typically spanks me at least once a week regardless if I have done anything wrong or been ‘naughty’. He says this type of spanking is to keep me grounded and understanding my place as his submissive. Whilst it is nowhere nearly as bad as a discipline spreading ( which I desperately try to avoid) it still hurts like hell. Other than Masters hand, he likes to use a hair brush, slipper or ruler which I positively hate. He keeps threatening to get a paddle for my ass as he says but as yet he hasn’t. I hope to hell he never does cos right now, these three things are enough as far as I am concerned.
He likes to start with his hand and it is not long before I feel the first blow land. He generally starts Easy and slowly increase the intensity before he declares that his hand hurts and he needs to use one of his ‘friends’. Even before a ‘friend’ is chosen my ass feels like its on fire. Master likes my ass to turn a cherry red before he is prepared to stop these ‘grounding’ spanking sessions. I wont even describe what my bu . looks like a . 10er a punishment spanking but normally I can’t actually sit down for three days!!!
We are about thirty spanks in before it seems a ‘friend’ is to take over. I have been wiggling my butt throughout in an effort to avoid a spank and I know this amuses my Master. If he is not amused I am told to stay still and believe me I do. You don’t want to piss your Master off when he has your bottom fully exposed to his administrations.
His first choice of ‘friends’ today is ‘ruler’. I hate ‘ruler’. He hurts like a ‘son of a bitch’. Each time the ruler lands on my bare ass he stings like hell. Its not like that overall smart I get from the slipper or the brush. This is a whippy thin sting if that makes sense. I have taken around three hundred spanks from Masters hands and his ‘friends’ before Master has decided my butt is a color he like. My butt has gone from a milk disappoint to all out hell every time a stroke has landed. All three ‘friends’ have been tried and the feelings from the inserted butt plug have been lost by the over riding singing and heat coming from my butt. I am hoping Master is now done and I can get up and give my butt a good rubbing to try to remove some of the pain. That is assuming Master allows me to rub my butt.
It seems thought that today Master has other plans after the spanking. There is no sign of Master removing the plug and it is not long before I hear a familiar buzzing sound and my heart drops. Master has ‘Ruby’. ‘Ruby’ is one of Masters toys. She is in fact a vibrating dildo and over the years Master has made sure that she and I have become very well acquainted. ‘Ruby’ has frequently been a total torment to me when she has been inserted and I have been expressly told not to cumm. Master likes to use her when I am reading to him and it is almost impossible to concentrate in reading when Ruby is busy buzzing in your asshole and sensings are running everywhere in your body.
It is not long before I feel my pussy lips being parted and Ruby sliding in. The buzzing from Ruby plus my already aroused state from the spanking is almost too much to take. Master slaps me hard on the ass and simply states ‘don’t you dare spit Ruby out unless you want another good spanking’ before IHear him leave the room. Oh Goddddddddddd how long is he going to leave me like this. I clnch hard on Ruby desperate to keep her in place but the clnching drives me crazy. As soon as I try to relax to ease the sensing Ruby starts slipping and I must re clnch to try to draw her back in before she falls out of what is now a dripping pussy. I don’t know how many times I have to repeat this and all I can hear is the TV in the living room. How long is Master going to leave me like this?
I have no idea how long I wait in this torturous state. I want desperately to cumm but am petrified of Ruby falling out. I can’t take another spanking like the one I just had but holding Ruby in place is almost more than I can bear. Eventually I hear the TV go off and shortly after I feel Masters presence behind me. ‘Is my pretty little sub all nicely wet for Master?’ he asks. I simply whimper hoping to hell that Ruby is about to be taken out. I feel his hand between my legs and Ruby is removed befor I feel another familiar object entering my now totally wet pussy.
Master grips my hips and I feel his cock slipping deep inside me. I love Masters cock and the way he likes to fuck me. He uses long deep penetrating strokes and it feels like seconds before I want to cumm. ‘Master, please please please please may I cumm?’ I shout. I know that I am never allowed to cumm unless Master has expressly given me permission. He has used various training methods to help me hold myself and although I have got a lot better across the years it is still torture to hold myself for long periods. I am refused and it feels like an eternity with Master fucking me hard before he finally relents and allows me to cumm.
The exploration from my pussy as I cumm sooo very hard is such a grateful relief and I feel Masters cumm inside me as he too releases. I am now exhausted. I am still tied to the table and plugged with the thoughts of the spanking long gone from head although my ass is still burning hot. I feel a pulling sensing on my ass as my asshole slowly gaps opening release the now hot metal plug. I immediately open my mouth as I have been trained and am soon sucking on the plug which Master has carefully inserted. Since I am not allowed to touch the plug it will stay in my mouth until Master see’s fit to remove it.
I feel the spreader bar being released and gratefully close my legs before my wrists too are freed. The plug is removed from my mouth before Master helps me from the table. He lifts me into his arms and carries me into the living room where he sits down on the couch patting his lap. I know what he means and immediately lay down across him with my still exposed red bottom straddled across his lap and my face buried in the cushion. I hear the TV come back on and soon feel his hands gently rubbing and carousing my red ass with an occasional finger stroke my clip.
I am in my ‘Happy Place’ with Master.
Dedicated to a good friend Susan who has experienced some of the above.
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