Marilyn knelt stilly beside David's chair. She knew there was something on his mind, but it was not her place to speak. Her eyes were cast downward, the palms of her hands resting on her thighs. She could feel his eyes examine her, slowly caressing her naked body. Naked except for the thin silver hoop she wore loosely around her neck. She cherished it.
The room they were in was an ordinary room. No special furniture. No hooks hanging from the ceiling. No structures. They delighted in transforming ordinary objects to enhance their pleasure. Tables, chairs, benches, and doors all had special uses. Rope, metal clips, tape, candles, special purpose.
They had toys as well. Crops, floggers, paddles, vibrators, clamps, cuffs, others too.
Marilyn had thought to herself that it was unusual for David to ask her, before he arrived, to layout all of the implements that he used to arouse her flesh. She was accustomed to only being required to layout one, no more than two. Today it was all. Rope. Cuffs. Blindfold as well. The two hooks that fit over the grand door between living room and master bedroom, nine, instead of the usual seven, feet high, made of unfinished, rough-hewn oak. The two metal hasps that slid snuggly under the door, with two sturdy loops at both ends.
"My pet" he began. "You are a lovely possession" "And it pleases me to share what I have, so that others know of my good fortune". "I will share you today".
"If it pleases you, sir"
"It will please me" "Know that I am not going to give you away, or loan you" "I can do neither of these things, because I am not whole without you"
"Thank you sir. And asking for understanding I am not whole without you either."
"Marty, an old acquaintance called me two days ago to say he was going to be in town. We talked for a long time. There was a time in our lives when we were almost inseparable, and trusted each other with our lives. I told him about you, pet."
"I am flattered that you would sir"
"He said he would like to meet you… very much"
"I told him it would please me greatly, that you please me greatly"
"Your words are too kind, Master" "I do not deserve them"
"Enough! You are humble, and you are a dirty slut"
"I am your dirty slut"
"A slut who needs to be fucked by many men…"
"Yes Sir, I need to be fucked by other men, I need Marty to fuck me…"
"His name is Martin to you"
"Yes Sir… I'm sorry sir… Martin"
"Good" "I should punish you for being so familiar without my permission, but I want him to see you without any markings from me." "I owe him much, and promised that he would start with unmarked flesh"
"If it pleases you sir, but I deserve your belt for my words"
"You will have a belt, or a crop, or whatever he wants, soon enough"
"Thank you, Master"
"When he arrives, I expect proper behavior." "You will move to the center of the room, stand erect, with legs apart, chest outward, hands behind your back, head upright, eyes cast downward" "You will be dressed as you are now" "Pony tail, nothing else"
"Yes sir" "Nothing else except your silver band."
"Yes, Pet" "I will announce the rules for everyone to hear". "And when I am done, Marty… Martin…may or may not inspect you"
"As you please, Sir"
Almost as soon as the words left Marilyn's subtle mouth, there was a knock at the door. A little rush of electricity ran through her body.
David got up from his chair and walked to the door. Opening it he greeted his friend,"Hi Marty, you are right on time, as always. I can promise you that you will be glad to have come over"
"Yes" "Were is she" "Where is the Marilyn you told me about"
"You never did waste much time did you?" "She's in the living room waiting, she goes by Slut or Whore, or dirty Bitch if I'm displeased with her"
"You may look at her, but may not touch her until we have all heard the rules, and you have agreed to them; then my friend she is yours until the agreed upon time"
"Ok David, as you said earlier"
"Please do not be offended, but it is important that you only refer me to as 'Your Master' when you are speaking to her about me" "And if you are speaking to me, 'Sir D' or sir" " It severs as a reminder to all that I am responsible for what happens, and that the authority to stop or continue rests in my hands alone" "Please don't let that dampen your spirit, because I assure you that the Whore will be greatly disappointed if you 'spare the whip'; And so will I." "The rules will be clear, and afford you as much access to her as I have"
"I'm not offended"
"Good then" "The rules"
"OK"
"We discussed 4 hours. Its half past eight, I will take perhaps 15 minutes to go over everything" "At 12:45, it is over. You will stop. You will leave at once. You will not speak of this, even with me, ever."
"She will do anything and everything you require, and she may exceed your request" "If I ask for something it takes precedence over your wishes." "She is yours to do with what you want; however, you may not strike her face, or sides with your hand or instrument" "You must not purposely touch the silver loop around her neck"
"Now I tell the most important things to remember." "She is permitted a word, and a gesture to signal that things must stop." "She has used it once, and I was wrong to have caused it to happen" "This signaling is from her to me, there nothing from her to you. I will decide for her." "If I grasp both of your shoulders, like this… it means stop" "If this happens, she is permitted to decide if it will continue, not me, not you… Her." "Do you agree to these conditions?"
"I do, Sir D", Marty replied, now turning his attention to the waiting flesh, standing only a few feet away from him. He thought he could see Marilyn, tremble slightly.
Marilyn was indeed trembling, though just barely perceptibly. It was from both anticipation and unfamiliarity with what this man whom she had never met would require from her.
"I suggest either testing the items of pleasure on her to decide which one suits you, or if you would prefer, inspecting her with your cock" David recommended. "There is no need to start slowly."
Marty blanked out for a moment, already hard from the tension of what was about to take place.
David broke the impasse. "OK, Marty, I see I need to decide for you. Tell the whore to suck your cock until you cum. Order her to keep it in her mouth until you go limp after she swallows. Tell her that if she spills a drop, or if your cock comes out of her mouth, she will be punished severely." "Call her a Cockslut"
Marilyn's eyes meet David's signaling that she knew not only what was expected, but that she would need to provide Marty a little encouragement, if the night was to unfold as David wanted… for her to please her Master by pleasing his guest.
"Master is right in saying I'm a cockslut who wants to suck your cock until you cum, because I am a bad girl" "Fuck my mouth" "Fuck it until you cum"
Marty was on her in a blaze. He unbuckled his belt, opened the buttons on his black 501 Levi's and slid them down to just below his crotch "On your knees, slut" "Suck my cock like your Master said" "Make me cum.." "Don't spill a drop".
"Yes, sir… yes" "Make me suck you", Marilyn breathed as she went down on her knees and took his entire length.
As quickly as it started, it was over, at least for a moment. Marty grabbed the back of her head, slapped her face a dozen times with his wet dripping steely erection then face fucked her as hard and as deep as he could. It only took twenty strokes… "aaaaahhhh god… swallow slut…. Fucking swallow me", as his cum started to gush.
Marilyn shifted her gaze away from the figure blasting her throat, glancing at David, her Master, for his approval. She had kept her eyes open the whole time, just as he demanded of her, and she had not gagged, not even a little. Either one of these infractions always resulted in punishment from Master. Not this time. She wondered if he was disappointed.
"There's cum on her lips" David calmly announced to Marty. "That is spillage, and is not permitted unless it is requested" "What are you going to do? She requires punishment"
Marilyn's body tingled a little when she heard the word 'punishment', Marty's shrinking cock still in her mouth. She knew what Master would have administered. He would have required her to remain kneeling, legs open; then he would have handed her the 8 inch red dildo that looked like 6 crimson golf balls strung together. When it went into her pussy, it felt like she was being penetrated 5 times in rapid succession. Thick-thin-Thick-thin-Thick-thin-Thick-thin-Thick-thin. She was not permitted to insert the last orb. Master would blindfold her, and then make her thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw… At the same time, Master would make her beg to be disciplined with either the crop or the whip…he always let her ask for one or the other. He might use the instrument she spoke of, he might not. The number of strokes across her ass, and tits depended on the amount of spillage. There always seemed to be some. She was not permitted to cum while she counted backwards from at least 30.
She wasn't sure what Marty's punishment would be, but she knew she deserved it. And she knew it would be harsh, with her Master pushing his guest.
"Now that you have inspected her, just like the dirty whore wanted, give her the punishment she needs" "A belt, the crop, or the whip, she will choose." "Slut, get up from your knees, get your wrist and ankle cuffs, and hand them to Martin."
Marilyn slowly rose from her knees, eyes downward, as was proper, and walked slowly to the table where the items were laid out. She picked them up, wrist cuffs in her left hand, ankle cuffs in her right and slowly stepped back to Martin.
"Kneel Bitch", Martin ordered, now understanding David's intentions, and reacting to his own stirring needs.. "Give me the wrist cuffs"
Marilyn held out her left hand holding her wrist cuffs, head bowed. Marty took them from her "Put on the ankle cuffs, you r self, tightly." Marty had not yet redone his trousers, so his now flaccid penis was still exposed. "And keep my cock in your mouth while you do. If it comes out, I will show no mercy."
"He knows how to handle the slut in her" David thought to himself.
Marilyn lifted her right leg upward from her knee, and reached back with one cuff to put it on her ankle. She tried to hold her head still, but at the last second her head turned, and Marty came out of her mouth.
"One" Marty spoke, twisting her head back and pushing his cock back between her lips.
She pushed the leather strap through the buckle, and again the flaccid penis slipped out as she struggled to push the pin through the correct hole in the strap to secure it.
"Two"
"Now, the other cuff".
Marilyn tried as she could, but the results were the same. "Three". "Four".
Marty put himself back into his trousers.
"Now, Hold out your arms while I put on your wrist cuffs!" "DO NOT let them fall back to your side until I permit it, whore" Marty required, when she finally had the ankle cuffs completely on.
It seemed like hours as she held both arms out, waiting for (and wanting) the cuffs to be placed in her wrist. Her arms were quivering as finally Marty put on one, then the other cuff. The added weight was more than enough and both arms slowly sunk to her side, as she moaned, a little out of frustration, but more because she knew that her punishment was going to increase.
"HuhHuh", Marty chuckled a little sadistically, more sadistically than David would have liked. He knew that he had let it go a in the wrong direction.
"Martin." David interrupted. "Be careful you do not cross the line with her. She is my all, my world"
"Yes Master D…" Marty answered, knowing that any further cruelties, even small ones would end the evening.
Marilyn's eyes glanced over at her Master, and blinked, signaling her gratitude for his gentle protection.
"Move her to the grand door, where I shall place the attaching points." "Have her facing it"
Marilyn's mind flashed. "The doorway…" She thought, trembling a little as Marty pulled her to her feet, and lead her to it.
David followed, and moved ahead to secure the four hooks to the door, then closed it to hold them firmly in place. He attached one length of the half-inch chrome chain through each hook, and then fastened a shackle to each. These shackles permitted shortening or loosening of the chain as desired, as well the means to fasten the chains to the cuffs.
The hooks where spread apart the full 36 inch width, at the top and bottom of the door.
"I'll do this" David stated. "It needs to be done correctly". First he attached the upper chains to Marilyn's wrist cuffs, and the lower to her ankle cuffs. Then he slowly pulled on the loose ends of the wrist changes unit her arms were stretched almost as fully as they could be. He placed the locking pin in, each. Marilyn's right cheek balanced her against the door. David then knelt down and attached the left ankle cuff to the left chain, then the right ankle cuff to the right chain, both still slack. "Spread your legs for me Bitch", he whispered in her ear, loud enough for Marty to hear.
As Marilyn moved her feet apart she had to shift her weight to her body, now leaning against the door. She came to a rest face and chest pressed against the door, feet about a foot away from it.
"This is the first position of punishment" "Where she is permitted to chose between crop, whip or belt" "These choices remind her that she also has a choice to have committed the infraction or not" "I'm sorry Martin, but I will not allow you to use the whip. It requires a certain amount of skill to administer"
"I will show you what I mean in a moment." "For now, you are permitted 4 trial strikes with the crop followed by 2 with the belt" "This permits both you and her to judge which is to be used." "She will be able to see you out of the corner of her eye" "The blind fold will be used for the actual punishment" "I suggest the crop meet her first on one cheek of her lovely ass, followed by one to the side of each breast, then one back to the remaining cheek, followed by 2 full force hits from the belt on her ass" "You might want to remove your shirt as it will restrict your movement".
"Yes Master D… all as you suggest" Marty responded, now wide eyed with what was about to happen.
"Good", David responded, handing the crop to Martin. "Don't delay the punishment; it will only make matters worse"
Marilyn closed her eyes. "Please, the crop, as my Master desires".
Martin clenched, reared back from the elbow, and landed the first.
A bright mark appeared. "Ohh" Marilyn sighed.
The next bit into her left breast; Marilyn flinching at the sting. Another 'zippp' and her right breast felt the fire, "Uhhhh" she moaned, this time a little louder. Then the last on her right ass, and a deep welt appeared. "Ahhhhhhh" she whimpered, as her breathing quicked. "Please now the belt, so I can decide", she pleaded.
Marty, now confident in his aim, picked up the two inch wide worn black leather belt, took a deep breath, and swung full force across Marilyn's reddening succulent ass. "UHHHHHHHH",. Again he swung, taking aim at the broad welt rising on her flesh. "Oh OWww UHHHH HUH Huh huh"
"The belt … please the belt", Marilyn implored.
"How many" her Master questioned. "Ask her how many"
"Tell me how many you deserve, Slut, for letting my cock come out of your mouth 4 times" Martin demanded.
"Forty, ten for each time, forty, Please!" "I deserve forty"
"Put the blindfold on her" "Make her ask for the first one", David instructed.
Martin wrapped the dark satin cloth around her eyes, and tied it behind her head. Even before he could demand it from her…the words were out of her mouth "Please sir, a hit from your bet"
Martin stepped back. "SMACK!" Marilyn's body writhed, her ass now on fire.
"Please, another"
The next landed on the inside of her left thigh. The next the right.
"How many", her Master demanded "Make her count"
"How many", Marty echoed, landing another on her glowing ass.
"37.36"
"Pleaseeee , more, I was a bad girl…."
Across her back, wrapping around, stinging nipples…
"35, 34,33 ,32, 31, 30"
The back of the thighs.
"29, Oww, 28, 27, 26"
"25… please more, I'm a whore, a cockslut.."
Master loosens the chains streching the arms up.
Body tingling, burning,,, burning for more.
Resting now on elbows, forearms against the door, ass out, tits hanging down, nipples erect. Mind flashing.
Belt striking raw flesh, nipples burn.
"24"
"23, 22, 21,,,,owwwwww"
Eyes tearing, words trembling, body shaking.
"Whore, spread wider"
Belt lashing, biting, searing. Flesh between wet legs burning, needing more, needing another.
"20"
"Ohhhhhh"
"19"
"18"
"Please……"
"17"
"may I'
"16"
"have a…"
"15 14,13"
"owwwwwwww"
"12"
",,nother"
Pausing, waiting , breathing uncontrolled.
"11, 10"
"How many?"
"10 no 9…. Nine"
"Correct"
"8,….. seven"
"Another, please…"
"6, five"
"Slut"
"Yes,,,yes, I am a slut… I need the belt"
"5"
Body uncontrolled, mind a blur… shapes, erratic sounds
"4,,,,,ohhhh…. Ohhhhh…."
"3, 2"
"1, ahhhhhh"
Tears welling.
"Thank..
"you, I need the belt"
"Please, may I have more."
Marty was exhausted. Out of breath. He was aroused, but not erect…adrenaline raced through his body, his heart pounding in his chest, breathing labored. He wanted to continue, another 20, no 30, even more. But he sensed that Master D. would not allow it.
His pet was writhing in pain, glowing near ecstasy.
He removed her blind fold and picked up the whip. Short lash, strong sharp leather, broad braided handle.
Marilyn saw the whip and her thoughts spit. It would be soon, soon under her Master's hands. Her Master had brought her to the edge by another, and now was himself going to finish.
"10"…she knew she was close, and the pain was closing in. The lash streaked across her ass.
"9, 8"… biting deeply into the soft, now throbbing flesh of each breast, tracing to each nipple.
"7" across white, now red inner thighs
"6" … wrapping, stinging her clit, swollen, red, wet, ready.
"5" "Please sir, please another… your whip is needed…please I…."
Master unfastens all of the chains… to set free. Free to receive, free to guide.
"…. need…"
"4 ,,, four, ohhh four .."
"..to..'
"3….cum"
"You may cum… cum for Master, please Master"
"Thank you, Sir,,, 2….."
Lights flash, strobes.
"1"
Tension gone, electric shock, tingling flash…. Body writhes, relaxed, writhes again , Mind free.
Silence, silence, quiet… soft… calm. Body limp.
Master caresses, cools burning flesh….
For a long moment, only stillness.
Marty's time was almost over when the punishments were completed and the chains removed from Marilyn's cuffs.
"You may require her to please you, as you want, before you must leave". "Tell her what you desire"
"Yes, I will please you as it pleases my Master", Marilyn spoke, gazing at David; she spoke without worry of punishment, because she knew, without being told, that the words needed to come from her mouth.
David smiled his approval.
Martin thought about how magnificent Marilyn's ass was, and how it would feel to him, his cock deep inside it. He thought about fucking her there until he was ready to cum, and then spinning her around and finishing in her throat. He thought about making her get down on all fours, David fucking her mouth while he fucked her pussy doggie style until he was ready to cum, then pulling out and plunging his spurting cock into her ass. He thought about asking David to join him in her lovely mouth, taking turns, letting her do all of the work, except when they felt the need to thrust into her, both of their cum dripping from her lips, mixing with the wetness on her tits from her sucking and licking.
He wanted all of them. And he knew that he would not ask for any of them. He had experienced, first hand, the deep relationship between Master and slave. His knew his own pleasure was insignificant. He knew his good friend David could never have explained it, but that he wanted him to understand. He knew Marilyn trusted David completely, and lived to please him. He knew David was devoted to Marilyn, and meeting her needs was his life.
Martin took a deep breath. "David, I will never forget this" "Marilyn, you are lovely, and have already pleased me… please do not be offended, but my own pleasure now seems insignificant… your Master tried to tell me, and I didn't think it was possible". "I know now" "My pleasure is having learned this" "I require nothing else"
With that Marty, picked up his shirt, put it on, walked to the door, opened it, looked back, and left. "Thank you both", he said as the door closed.
Marilyn rose, walked to David and the two embraced; then Marilyn knelt before her Master, placing her head softly in his lap. David gently stroked his slave's hair.
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