Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2007 17:33:09 +0100 From: mr perfecto Subject: How I became a submissive slave slut - Part 4 The rest of the day was spent on the boat, sailing up and down the river. I still had one my stockings and suspenders and every time I walked past Tom I would stick my arse out and he would give it a stroke. Jake was still keen for us to have sex again but there wasn't exactly a lot of privacy on the bed so by the end of the day Jake was visibly erect again and I could feel myself getting hard again. Tom sent Jake into the end bedroom to get something and as he did Tom took out his hard cock and I immediately moved in front of him and began sucking it. I only had a few seconds but my cock became instantly hard. When we finished the boat trip we packed up and drove back to Tom's house where we were due to walk home. Jake was keen to get going so that we could fuck again but I was equally keen to stay and suck Tom's hard cock as was Tom! Tom took to me to one side was Jake was unloading the car and told me to come to his house the next day at 10am and not to tell anyone where I was going. I agreed and he then told me I could suck Jake off on the way home as long as he came in my face. I smiled and felt my cock throb. We quickly left, Jake almost running, and we began walking home. As soon as we were around the corner Jake told me he wanted to fuck. I told him my arse was too sore from out last fuck but I would suck him off, so we quickly went into a nearby field amongst some trees and I was on my knees in front of him. He quickly got his cock out and I leant forwards and began sucking it eagerly. I slid my lips up and down his hard cock while gently squeezing his balls and he held my head and moaned how good I saw. All too soon his breathing got very fast and grunted he was about to cum and so I continued sucking his helmet while I wanked the rest of his cock into my mouth. Just as he came I pulled the tip out and let him cum over my face just as Tom had told me to. Jake then asked if I wanted to cum too but I told him my cock was sore and he looked a bit disappointed but didn't worry about it for long! We then walked home, me still with a hard cock and we agreed to meet up the next day. I told him I was busy until the afternoon so would call him when I got back. I then went home and had some food and went up to my room. When I got in I stripped down to my stockings and suspenders and stood in front of the mirror with my cock stuck out in front of me and I couldn't help but give it a couple of tugs. I then got on my hands and knees and looked over my shoulder in the mirror and spread my knees so my arse cheeks were apart and I imagined what Tom would do to me the next day. I couldn't resist any more and began wanking my cock as I thought of him fucking me and soon ejaculated over myself. I then took off my girlie underwear and got into bed and drifted off to sleep. The next day I woke up again with an erection but decided to save it for Tom. I then had a shower, washing away all the sin from my anus and got dressed. I loved slowly peeling on the stockings and then putting the suspender belt on and attaching it, before putting the rest of my clothes on as normal. I felt so horny as I walked to Tom's, my cock was hard in my pants and the thought that I was wearing women's underwear underneath my trousers made it throb even more. As I walked up his driveway my heart was pounding and I felt my cock twitch in anticipation. I rang the bell and Tom answered wearing a dressing gown and I said hello and he let me in. He shut the door behind me and told me to go upstairs and go into the 2nd room on the right and stand in the middle of the room in just the clothing he had given me the day before. As I walked past him I could see his already erect cock pushing against his gown and my heart started pumping again. I got upstairs and walked through the 2nd door and found myself in a strange room. They were large mirrors on the 2 main walls, a cupboard on one of the other walls and an arm chair in one corner. I walked into the room and took my shoes and socks off and then my -shirt. I watched in the mirror as I slid my jeans off and then my boxers, releasing my rock hard erection. I then stood in the middle of the room and waited. Eventually I heard Tom walk up the stairs and my cock twitched in anticipation and I couldn't help but slowly stroke my cock. When he walked in he noticed I was playing with myself straight away. "What did I tell you about touching yourself slut." "Sorry Tom" I replied and before I knew anything he had slapped my arse very hard causing me to scream. "What did you call me?" he demanded "Sorry master" I replied, in shock. "What did I tell you?" "Not to touch myself master" I said, playing the game. "And what were you just doing?" "Sorry master." "Did you touch yourself last night?" "No master" I said, clearly lying. "Did you masturbate slut?" he demanded "No master." He walked in front of me and took my cock in his hands and began wanking it. "Did you wank last night boy!" "Yes master" I said as the waves of pleasure washed over me. "I hoped you would. Now you have to be punished." I groaned at the thought of being spanked again, knowing I would probably cum but this time he had something more in mind. He walked to the cupboard and took out something and brought them over. He then strapped one around each wrist and ankle before going back to the cupboard and taking out a camera. He then told me to get on my hands and knees which I eagerly did. He then spent the next few minutes photographing me in various poses and I knew he especially liked it when he was behind me and my arse cheeks were apart. I could see in the mirror that he had his hard cock out and he was wanking it over my arse. He then told me to stand up and he reached up above his head and pulled down a chain that was attached to the bean that ran across his bedroom and attached one of my cuffs to it. He then attached another chain to the other cuff and walked over to a vertical beam where a rope was hanging. He pulled down on the rope and my arms were pulled upwards and outward until they were stretched out in a giant V. He then attacked a metal bar to the cuffs on my feet which clipped to the floor meaning I couldn't move my legs either. I could see myself in the reflection in his big mirror, stood naked in the middle of the room apart from my stockings and suspenders, chained up by the hands and feet, with Tom stood behind me telling me to stick my cute little arse out. He then began spanking me ^Ö not too hard, but it was obviously a warm up to something bigger. "Tell me to spank you" he demanded. "Spank me master please spank me I said, getting more and more turned on by the humiliation. "What are you?" he demanded as his hand slapped my tiny arse again. "I'm a slut master." "And you need to be punished don't you slut?" "Yes master!" I begged. He then walked over to the cupboard and took some more items out and walked back over to me. The first was a leather collar which he attached around my neck. "This is your slave collar. When you are wearing it you are my sex slave and will do anything I tell you to and will never say no or ask questions. Do you understand slut?" "Yes master ^Ö anything you want!" The second item was a gag that he put into my mouth and made me bite down on making it impossible for me to say anything. The third item made my eyes go wide in terror as he brought out a whip ^Ö a cat of nine tails. I watched in fear as he walked behind me and took his dressing gown off, revealing himself to be naked underneath and sporting a massive erection. He walked up behind me and I felt his cock pressing into my arse as he whispered, "You're mine slut, I'm going to fuck you up so bad and torture you all weekend and you will be begging for more". I began struggling in my restraints and began screaming into my gag as he moved back and raised the whip up. He then brought his hand down and slapped the whip over my bare arse with an almighty crack. I screamed into the gag as the pain ripped through me. I began screaming but soon the pain started subsiding and I calmed down but this was soon followed by another lick of the whip and the searing pain ran across my arse and my tears started to flow. I had never felt anything so painful as the next lash hit my cheeks and soon my whole body felt like it was going numb as for the next 10 minutes he whipped my arse over and over again as I cried and sobbed into the gag. By the time he was finished I was hanging limply from the chains and he moved behind me and pulled my head up. I looked up at myself, not being able to see the state of my arse, but seeing how helpless I was but I then noticed that my cock was still rock hard. "I've just whipped your arse until it is raw and you are still hard you little slut. You love the humiliation don't you". I nodded not knowing what else to do and he got on his hands and knees and roughly pulled my arse cheeks apart. He then spat onto my arsehole then stood up and began pressing his hard cock into my anus. I was utterly helpless as I felt his hard cock begin to push into my arse and did nothing to stop or encourage him and it was then I realised it was what he wanted. My cock was throbbing and I would do nothing to stop him. He began fucking my arse with short sharp strokes and after only a minute he began ejaculating into my anus with a loud groan and as I felt his spunk hit my insides I whimpered into the gag but couldn't help squeezing down on his cock with my arse. I looked at his face in the mirror and he clearly noticed what I had done as he smiled and told me I was a good little slut.