Date: Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:44:22 +0200 From: Lionel Subject: Crime and Punishment The following story (The Confession) is based on a real life experiences that I put together into a story with some embellishments. Although it isn't mentioned explicitly, we used condoms and encourage you to do the same---always! Crime & Punishment Chapter 1 The Confession For professional reasons my boyfriend Mike is absent very often. So we decided that we could have sex with other men under the condition to tell each other. Since we are into role play, with me being the bottom, I had to be punished for having sex with somebody else. I'm into punishment, so that was more an incentive for having sex with other people. Last weekend I had sex with a very dominant guy at one of the local bathhouses, and of course, I mentioned it in an e-mail to my boyfriend and Master. I immediately got the following reply: Boy, you have failed and must be punished. Be ready tomorrow at 6 p.m. You'll have to confess all the details while I torture you. After your confession there will be a court martial that will decide on your punishment. Prepare the court room and the torture chamber and be ready! Your Master & Judge I got very excited and could barely sleep, thinking about how to prepare our rooms for the event. The torture chamber was no problem, we regularly used one of our rooms as an improvised dungeon, so that was easy. The court room could be our living room. I bought some candles to create a solemn atmosphere. One of our easy chairs was to become the judge's chair with a table in front. The slave just had to kneel before it. Shortly before six, I shaved and cleaned myself; naked as I was I knelt down at the front door to wait for my Master. Precisely at 6 o'clock my Master arrived, came inside, bowed down and gave me a deep kiss. Then he took out my dog collar and fixed it to my neck. He then guided me to the torture chamber without saying a word. I had to lie on my back on a small table, my Master attached my wrists and ankles to the table legs and immobilized me with a belt around my waist. As he started to torture my nipples, he hissed into my ear: "Confess!" I did as I was told and began to tell the whole story: "I leaned at one of the vertical beams where they show porn videos at the bathhouse and took of my wet towel. Several people passed behind me and touched my naked ass in passing." "So you put yourself on display!" growled my Master while he increased the pressure on my tits. "Yeah, somehow^×then somebody got more bolder and groped my buttocks while I continued to watch the video. He leaned his body against my back and instinctively, I spread my legs. He reached through and fondled my balls with one hand, while the other reached around to touch my nipples." My Master put a blindfold over my eyes and I soon was to discover why... "Continue, slut!" "I leaned back into his arms. By now, he must have felt that I am a complete bottom and he must have liked the idea to dominate me. I got very aroused and he chuckled when he brushed over my hard-on..." I felt drops of wax fall over random parts of my body. As I was blindfolded, I never knew where the hot wax would hit me next and I couldn't avoid it anyway. I continued my story: "He pulled back my head and whispered into my ear, calling me his bitch. Then he touched me almost everywhere, examining his prey." More drops of wax... "He placed a hand on my neck and began to guide me^×naked as I was^×to one of the booths, holding me tight to his body. I could feel his upcoming erection at my back. We entered one of the booths without a door, so there wasn't much privacy. He pulled down his towel and made me kneel in front of his growing dick. I looked up his body and he looked gorgeous, so powerful!" My Master began to aim the wax at the more sensitive parts of my body and I couldn't help yelping. "Stick to your confession, pig!" I continued knowing that the following part would earn me even more punishment. "I begged my captor to allow me to suck on his dick. It was very humiliating, because other people were standing around and listening. He fingerfucked my mouth, while his dick became even harder right in front of my face. Then he began to slap me with his dick. As soon as he took out his fingers, I began to work on his dick. He was quite amused by my eagerness." More yelps interrupted my account, because wax dropped on my dick and the pain was excruciating. "His dick was rather huge and I began to choke on it several times. This made him angry, he drew back his dick, spit me in the face and turned me around. In front of a cheering crowed he began to spank my ass, while his spittle ran down my face." While still dropping wax on my dick, my Master began to work on my balls. I had to hurry on, because that could really get painful. "After some spanking, he began to fingerfuck my ass, first with two fingers and then with three, and before I really got used to it, he replaced them by his dick." My Master was beating my balls while I described how I was fucked: "After shoving his dick into me, he waited about a minute or so, to let my sphincter adjust to the size of his dick, then he began to thrust^×slowly at first, but increasing his pace. While I got fucked, some of the by-standers came nearer. Someone squeezed past my penetrator, took hold of my dick and started to wank me. I began to moan loudly and thus attracted more attention and by-standers." The on-going torture of my cock and balls made me moan again, but this time of pain and not of pleasure, as I did in the bathhouse, although it sounded similar. Fortunately, my Master left my balls alone and began to stretch my hole with his hand, which made me moan even louder. "The guy who fucked was moaning too. As he began to fuck me even harder, I felt his dick expand inside my bowels and then his dick exploded. I reached my climax at the same time and shot a huge load myself. The other guy stood up and left, while I was still lying there in my own sperm with the other guys around." Thanks for reading! If you send me some suggestions on how to continue, I will try and write a fictional sequel. Please, write to lionel AT gaylook DOT com. You can also contact me on gayromeo.com under the nick: lionel-bln. We can enact what follows in real life or in a chat, if you wish.