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At the last session I probably drove it a little too far. I have irritated my master too often. He threatened me a punishment that should teach me to follow his instructions without hesitation and also to give me the appointment: the weekend in 14 days.
10 days have passed since the last game and nothing suggests that he plans or prepared something. I don’t know exactly whether I should be happy or sad about it.
On the one hand, I fear the punishment, because he looked at me very badly when I continued to appeal to him despite his warning, and then I would like to do without an intensive session on the other hand. While I was looking forward to the weekend, I tried to get something out of him in all possible ways. But he just looked at me and whispered to me mysteriously: we will see! Now Saturday came and Bang was waiting for his appearance. When he would probably arrive and what would happen then? Around 10 it heralded at my door.
I was very excited, curious and excited. Above all, I was concerned with whether he would be at the door as my dearest or as my gentleman.
He stood at the door when I opened him when I opened him. In a nutshell, his first instruction came: “Take your jacket and your toothbrush and come.“A look at his face actually advised me not to ask any questions, but my temperament went through with me again:“ I have to pack something else?““ I think you will still regret this question today, come on.“With these words he turned and climbed down the stairs. I quickly grabbed my jacket, got my toothbrush and followed him down.
He was already in his car and waited for me. He steered his car from the city towards the highway without changing another word with me. Almost half an hour he drove away with a word in the direction of Münsterland and I was annoyed that I was not exactly obedient to. I pondered the situation and had to admit that the question had been completely superfluous, I could have really given it to myself.
In my considerations I noticed that my gentleman steered his car to a motorway parking lot.
He just said: “Stay sitting!“Then he took a rope out of his pocket and tied my hands behind the backrest of the passenger seat. Then he operated the lever of the seat so that my backrest moved far back. I was almost in the car now.
He opened my blouse button by button. A firm look and as if by myself I raised my upper body so that it could open the closure of my bra. He hooked out the wearer and took it to me bra away. Then he took a few clamps out of his jaw pocket and adorned mine Nipple.
Then he started the car again and drove on. I became a peak red, but didn’t dare to say anything.
Everyone could look into our car – everyone could see me lying there if they only looked more closely. I looked at him, actually already fleeing, but he didn’t react. If he did at least put my blouse over the breasts.
But nothing happened. Apparently completely unimpressed he continued. I closed my eyes, somehow I tried to talk to myself when I didn’t see anyone, nobody would see me. In the meantime, I felt so slowly that I had to have for little girls, but I preferred not to ask for it now.
The time passed, I didn’t know how long we hazled, in any case he suddenly stopped the car. He got out, opened a garage door and drove the car in. He closed the garage door and opened a connecting door to the house. He came back to the car and opened the passenger door and turned the seat up again.
Then he took the clamps from me and the pain when the blood shot into the pinched nipples again, drove my tears into my eyes.
Apparently unmoved he loosened the bondage and helped me out of the car. When I opened my mouth to ask the toilet, he prevailed: “You still haven’t learned anything? Good! You have to attribute yourself.
I will tighten the upbringing!“He led me to the habitual room of an simply furnished house and said commanding:“ Take off!“I tried to slip out of my clothes as soon as possible and remembered just in time for a punishment that I had dealt with because I had just thrown my clothes over a chair. So I folded my stored clothes properly and deposited them on an armchair.
I was ready for my master, at least I believed. If I could at least go to the toilet. Longing my gaze wandered through the room, but I was unable to discover a reference to this village. Then my gentleman approached me and held up a wrist cuff.
I followed him one of my wrists so that he could put on the leather cuff.
I was a little surprised that he did not leave it with normal fastening, but also provided the cuff with a lock. The other wrist followed and both ankles. I was curious about what my Lord had come up with. I waited for a moment until he had completed the work and then tried to catch his eyes.
When I succeeded, I put my index finger on my closed lips.
Usually he always reacts immediately to this sign agreed between us and asks what I lack or what I want. Now I only received a contemptuous smile and no request to prepare my wish. Rather, he only said: “Follow me.“He pushed the glass door open and went out into the garden. He couldn’t want me to follow him naked, with leather cuffs on hand and ankles, in the garden.
I doubted and stelled in my movement. How stuck I stood in one stain, unable to move.
In the car Lying so exposed had already cost me a lot of overcoming, but to step into a garden completely unknown to me, seemed impossible to me. No, I really couldn’t.
Despite my fear mixed with my fear. But suddenly a different feeling came to this point of fear. Trust!I felt how this feeling spread steadily growing in me and I went without hesitation, with a smile, out into the garden. A look showed me immediately that my trust was justified, because the garden was surrounded by an almost two meter high hedge and nobody could look inside.
My gentleman stood next to a tree and already held the end of a chain that he in an eyelet in about 1.Had hooked up for 50 meters in height, in the hand. With a click he had the carabiner snapped into the eyelet of my wrist cuff. A second tree stood in the garden, a good 3 meters from the other. My gentleman had attached a second chain to this, the end of which he had now let into my other cuff.
Now I stood chained between the two trees.
With far outstretched arms, but without a train, the chains hung through a little bit. Two more chains fixed my legs apart a short time later. I felt like I was tensed. “I still have a few preparations to meet, have a good time!“My gentleman said to me, turned and went into the house.
Since I stood my face to the house, I could see how he was going back and forth in the house. Apparently he unpacked our toy case, because in between I thought I recognized some of our toys in his hand. In the meantime I dripped my feet as best I could, tried to distract me from my urge.
Finally my gentleman came outside, but he didn’t take care of me. He removed the protection reference from a Hollywood lounger and made it comfortable on it.
In the meantime my arms hurt because I couldn’t let them hang, but they were not kept tight enough either. I cramped my muscles in the vaginal area. I knew I couldn’t stand it long anymore. Why didn’t he look at me? Now the moment had come when nothing helped: “My Lord, please!“I dared to call.
No reaction. “Please, I urgently have to go to the toilet!”
My gentleman got up in peace, grabbed a garden chair and sit down directly in front of me. He shook his head and just said: “You call that obedient? I allowed you to speak?““ No Lord, I’m sorry my Lord, please forgive!”” I don’t forgive. I told you that this weekend you will be punished by me.
I will only get rid of you when I feel like it. If you have to, what is it about me? Pinkel but I will be happy to watch you!“I held back my urine for a few moments, but then it really didn’t work anymore. I had to let the things run and I emptied with a strong surge. I looked ashamed to the ground.
My gentleman knew that this was one thing that I was still not relaxed enough.
I just couldn’t do it voluntarily. It was one of the limits that were still slumbering in me. When the last drop was dried up and everything was gradually infiltrated in the meadow, my gentleman, who had looked at the spectacle, and came up to me. He stroked my cheek and said: “You see, it works.“He kissed me on my mouth and began to stroke his hand surface over my wet thighs and rub the urine on my skin.
Then he got his knees and licked me carefully dry.
But that was a senseless undertaking, because as soon as I felt his tongue at my most intimate place, my pleasure juices were just out of it. My legs began to tremble because I tried to spread my legs as far as possible in order to give him the opportunity to better get this place of my longing. I already felt how the abdomen orgasm announced when he retired from me.
He lay down on the love swing again without appreciating me another look. My lust burned in me, he had felt exactly how far he had driven me, he knew my body too well for that.
I was sure that it was also part of his punishment, my deserved punishment. After a while he got up and prepared the garden grille. I had lost any sense of time, but now also noticed that I was hungry. He took his time and grilled a few pieces of meat in all soul rest.
A wonderful smell spread in the garden and I was already running the water in my mouth. My gentleman left the garden and came back a little later with a strange structure. I tried to see what it was. It looked like a car tire that lay on the floor and an iron tube grew out of it.
He stuck the lying tire about a meter about one meter in front of the one tree and then got such a structure that he placed in front of the other tree.
Now I could see that the tire was filled with a stone -like mass on the inside, in which the pipe hooked. An eyelet was welded almost at the top of the tube. He then pushed the two tires closer together with the bar, so that they stood apart about one and a half meters. My gentleman now came up to me and loosened the chains from my wrists.
“Kneel down!“He supported me a bit, because it was not so easy to down without falling with spread legs without falling. When I knelt, he took my wrists and hooked the carabiner into one of the eyelets of the pipes. Now I knelt upside down between the trees and my arms were stretched out and attached to the pipes. “Fine!”He said to me, went to the grill, took a piece of meat on a plate and started eating in all soul rest.
I could only watch. But I didn’t want to talk again without being asked. So I did what was left to me: wait and silence.
“You see, it works!“He smiled at me. Then he took a second piece of meat and started cutting it into small pieces on the plate.
He got a small hump, it was a highest 20 cm high and placed it between the two tires. Then he put the plate with the small -cut meat. Before he said something to me, he went back into the house and came back with our whip, which I feared. “So, my love, then we want to start punishment.
You are hungry, there is the meat. It’s delicious and you should eat it as long as it is hot. Just bend yourself and you can eat the individual pieces with your mouth from the plate. But every time you prevent yourself, I’ll hit you with the whip.
Bon appetit!“He can’t do that, it was my head. I was hungry to kneel down my knee pain. What do I do now? Nothing helped, I was hungry. But I wanted to be strong, didn’t want to whine.
I really saw that I deserved punishment. So I tried it. It wasn’t that easy. I had to go down and prevent at the same time.
To get to the meat, I had to bend my head very far. As a result, of course, my butt stretched up seductively. As soon as I got my lips near the plate, I felt the first blow across my buttocks. For a moment my air remained away.
I hadn’t expected this severity.
The pain began and heat spread over my baking. I feared the whip, so my lord only uses them on very special occasions, just like today. I shot up from the streamed position without even a bit caught to have. I closed my eyes and listened to the pain inside.
When he faded I leaned back. This time I wanted to make it. My lips tasted a piece of meat when the whip dowed down a second time. I had caught the meat and dug my teeth in pain.
The blow was even more violent than the first one. In the burning, I said to myself: You deserve it, stand through it now. I listened to the pain before I chewed the piece and swallowed the piece.
Suddenly I thought that my master left me the choice of time. I myself determined when he hit me, it was alone up with me when I was ready for the next blow.
Otherwise I could just indulge in the pain, had no influence on when. Now I had it. My gentleman gave me the power over the moment of my pain. An insane feeling spread in me.
I felt our connection almost physically. I leaned back and forth again and picked up the next pieces of meat with my lips. Every time he had promised, the whip whizzed on my battered buttocks. In the meantime, it was so hurt that I drew up loudly every time.
I couldn’t suppress it anymore and just let my feelings swell out of me. The painful sounds became more and more lustful screams. I felt pain, pleasure and happiness and all these feelings beat together like a wave above me.
My butt burned, my arms hurt and I hardly felt my knees anymore. I just remained in the position that was borrowed and expected my master’s blows.
I gave myself the blows fully, opened up the pain and cost the desire to completely devotion. The blows expose and my gentleman came around me. He hooked out my cuffs and helped me up. He kissed my tears and then made mine Feet free.
He got a glass of mineral water and handed it over to me. Thirsty I drank it empty and wanted to lean on him happily, but he immediately stood up to me: “I don’t finish with you!“He led me to one of the trees and put my arms around the trunk.
With a short chain he connected the two wrist cuffs behind the trunk. So I stood in front of the tree as if I wanted to hug him.
So he left me there. Minutes lined up and again I lost any sense of time. I closed my eyes and sank into a dawn. Many thoughts roamed me without fully solidifying.
I just drove to myself. I was alone and yet so much fulfilled of what had happened and at the same time full of expectation of what my Lord had come up with for me. I enjoyed this hustle and bustle, made new strength out of it. I heard him go back and forth.
Get things away and get others out.
The summer heat slowly subsided. I leaned my head against the rough bark of the tree and tried to relax a little more. It was not that easy, I still felt the stripes on my buttocks. I wish so much that stripes were visible.
I love it so much when he looks at the traces of his lust after a game and traces them with the most tender touch. I only saw him again when he stepped to me and I could see that he had changed. He was now wearing black leather pants and an open white shirt with short sleeves.
I was surprised that he was wearing leather gloves. He had never done that before.
I should also find out right away why! “I’ll whip you like. For your illegal speech this morning and today and for the fact that you did not immediately follow me in the garden. I am gracious and allow you to choose a number between 5 and 20. I will then use this number to determine your sentence.
So?“I wanted to say 5 immediately, but then I went through my head that it would be too easy. He would not give me the choice if it were the number of blows. He also said. What should I do? I chose the golden center and replied loudly: “12”.
“Okay, 12 times 5 makes 60.
I’ll beat you 60 times and you will count every blow to 20. Did you understand that?” “Yes Mr!“Then he moved away from me and went into a corner of the garden and bent down several times. When he came back, I was able to find out that he had a bundle of nettles in his hand. My fright grew when I realized how many he held of it in his hand.
He stood behind me at an angle and I could ask his question: ready? only agree with the head. Then the first stroke rushed across my shoulder blades on me.
“One” – I said obedience and listened to myself. Easy pain, very easily -“two” -I whispered, far too much, to follow the pain that was only easy to use, but was slowly overlaid by a different feeling -“three” -Te began to burn -“Four” – united with the pain of the blow – “five* – my back became a fireball -” six ” – the blows fell denser, faster -” seven ” – itchy and burned now -” Eight “I triedto move to avoid the blows -“nine” -no chance of escaping the burning -“ten” No way to displace the pain -“Elf* -I tried to drop -” twelve* -to enjoy the pain -“thirteen”-it was not possible, the pain was too strange to me -“fourteen” -I had never felt something like that before that I fell -“fifteen” -my voice was very rough -“sixteen” he intensified the power of his blows -“seventeen”I sobbed, three more I thought – “eighteen” – I lost the ground under my feet – “nineteen” – hovered, why hurt it so uncomfortably – “twenty” – it is worse than the whip. In front of my eyes Smooth everything, the tears just flow out of my eyes.
This pain, this spreading pain – so completely different from everything I had experienced so far.
He was not that deep, not so far, but he spread sic
en po and my hips. My whole upper body was on fire. I couldn’t think anymore, no longer stopped at me. I started crying up, every further blow I acknowledged with a groan, a painful and yet so lustful moaning.
It became a sound carpet from individual tones, persistent, persevering a melody of pure lust and punishing pain. At some point it was over. I didn’t even know if I was still aware of it. I stood close to the tree.
My hands clawed into the chain.
My lower lip tasted of blood. Where was he? Warich strong? I didn’t disappoint him?I clearly remembered that I had screamed. I was ashamed. I wanted to endure it.
Then he stood next to me, put a hand on my shoulder and whispered to me: “Don’t scare!“Then he was gone again and seconds later a water jet hit my back. He had connected a garden hose and washed my back with cold water for minutes. This was relieved of this terrible burning, which was never previously experienced before. Then he put the water off and went into the house.
In the meantime it got darker. So it had to be late. He had never played with me for such a long period of time. I felt pretty limp and shot, but also happy.
He removed the chain from my cuffs and led me out of the garden onto the terrace. There he had lit the fireplace and two wonderful steaks on the grill bruke tents.
“I’m giving you a 10 -minute break now. You can just put yourself in the bathroom or just put yourself with me, but then the punishment continues. It is now 10 before 9, when the church tower bell rings, I want to see you sitting here in this armchair.
Do you understand me?“I just nodded and quickly went to the bathroom. I only took the time I needed to see the toilet and then immediately went back to my master. He didn’t pay attention to me. That hurt me a lot.
Not a friendly word, no smile. I looked at the armchair he had assigned to me. He was out of rattan and hung in an adjustable chain on the ceiling of Deranda. He rocked gently back and forth in the evening wind.
At the first blow of the church tower clock I sat in the armchair.
“You probably learned today. That pleases me.“He put a small table in front of the armchair and pulled himself a garden chair himself. Then he put two plates on the table, got a bowl of salad out of the house and put two glasses of wine. When the steaks on the plates, he wished me a good appetite.
But I didn’t dare to answer, but only nodded with my head.
I didn’t know exactly whether I could really eat now, I had never experienced it so consistently. I feared and loved him at the same time. I looked at him and when he was encouraging me again, I also dared to eat. I did it slowly and with pleasure, especially because my last meal came to my mind quite painfully.
He gave me time to eat and I also drank the glass of wine empty. Then I leaned back in the armchair and looked into the evening sky. It was so peaceful here. I looked around and came to the conclusion that it must be a holiday home or weekend house.
He tore me out of my thoughts pretty violently. I was so sunk that I hadn’t even noticed how he had cleared everything and held his hand out of my hand.
“You should be more attentive!“I quickly held out my hand and he hooked my leather cuff in the top of the armchair. The two hand followed and then he got close to the armchair. He picked up one of my legs and clamped it under one arm.
He also took up the other leg and removed the ankle cuff to fix the joint in the cuff of our spreading bar. The second leg quickly followed. Then he reached to my hips and pulled my butt so far in the armchair that I almost threatened to slip out. Another chain was hooked into the eyelet of the spreading rod and then attached to the ceiling by means of a carabiner in the chain that held the armchair.
My feet were now almost the same height as my hands.
My gentleman now pushed the spreader rod and further apart. He watched me very well. He could read in my face like in a book. When it started to pull in my groin and pain, he stopped and locked the spreading bar.
I was almost in the armchair now. My arms fixed over my head and my legs wide, very wide spread. “We are now making a little question and answer game!“He said and pulled a chair back to me. “Oh, I don’t want the mosquitoes to stab you,” he smiled at me and took a large mosquito light from the table, lit it and put it..Under my armchair on the ground.
Two more mushrooms followed and a little later it was noticeably warmer on my butt.
I looked at him and had forgotten that everything was just a game between us, a session. At that moment I lived what I experienced with him, had nothing else in my head. No space was there for resistance or resistance. I wanted to obey him, just obey.
“Do you agree that you deserved all these punishments today?” “Yes Mr!“I answer without hesitation.
“Do you also agree with me that you were not exactly obedient this morning?” “Yes Mr!“I answered a little slower.
He let the armchair down a little further. “Do you agree that you did not immediately follow me in the garden?”” Jaaaa!“Almost hissing. It was difficult for me to admit mistakes and he knew that exactly.
Once again he let the armchair down. “Do you agree with me that I was still too mild with you?“Mild? He had squeezed my nipples in the car, had covered my buttocks with stripes and turned my back into a sea of fire.
Then he even radiated me cold – very cold. Mild? I shook my head wildly.
“You don’t answer me? also good. Because I’m not done with you yet. Why should I also be mild to you.
I promised you to give you a lesson.“He let the chain down and the heat of the mushrooms let me fidget. It was hot, almost unbearably hot. Now he came close to me, stood between my spread legs and said to me down:
“I would like to use you!“He led his middle finger to my lips with pleasure and put him deep in my mouth, wet him with my own spit around him and then deeply pushing him into my butt. He turned him and pushed him back and forth.
I didn’t like it when he spoke of using me. He knew exactly. I always felt very small and he knew that too. It was a worse punishment for me when it could be any scatter.
Another fingertips full of saliva on his glans and then he penetrated into my closest opening. Violent, painful and humiliating. I had closed my eyes. Didn’t want to see him.
Didn’t want to feel it, but I had no choice.
I was completely him delivered. But it wasn’t exactly what I had always wanted in my most secret dreams? That he did not consider my wishes and fantasies. That he only enforced his fantasies? I tore up my eyes and looked into his face. What I saw excited me very much on the spot.
He breathed violently, looked at me lovingly and at the same time excited. How I loved this expression on his face. When he loosened from reality, kept his eyes half closed, continued to open my mouth, I could follow the game of his tongue. Lust tones formed and his breathing became more and more violent and louder.
The lust also flooded me and sucked me into a whirlpool of pleasure. His bumps became more violent, faster. I drove him together in this dance of the movements. The swing moved back and forth through the violent bumps.
He captured my hips vigorously.
His fingers clawed almost painfully into my meat. I felt Wiesich pulled everything together in him how a violent orgasm spread in me and at the same time we exploded with a long -lasting, redeeming scream. He stood exhausted between my legs for a moment before he slowly pulled out of me. With his foot he pushed the mushrooms under the armchair to the side.
He freed me from my situation and together we went into the shower. I stood closely on him and enjoyed the gently trickling water and the feeling of his strong arms with which he kept me.
When he tightened me on the bed to sleep, I suspected that the upbringing of this weekend was far from over. I fell asleep with a transfigured smile and felt a few gentle lips on my forehead only away.
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