Mistress Chapter Three...The Punishment Room!

Seven was dimly aware of being dragged into the punishment room. It occurred to him to wonder when the door had been unlocked, but before he could ponder any further, Five lifted him up, and secured the rings on his wrist cuffs to a couple of chains that hung down from the ceiling, those on his ankles were then shackled to two larger rings fixed in the floor, thus forcing him to stand upright with legs spread. 

Someone grabbed his hair and roughly pulled his head back, and as he began to protest, a ball gag was forced into his mouth. A heavy masculine hand then spread his ass cheeks apart and two fingers were forced deep into his anus, almost before the pain had fully registered, they were immediately replaced with a large butt plug. 

Seven’s heart was beating faster than any drum; his breathing was shallow and fast, and he forced back a whimper of fear in his throat.

After a couple of minutes when nothing more happened, he began to calm down a little and tried to look around the dark, gloomy room. It was hard to see what was lurking in the shadows, but there was a definite sense of not being alone. 

Minutes passed, the silence went on and on, maybe he was alone after all, his arms and shoulders were numb from being stretched upright and his jaws ached from the gag.

How long had he been standing like this? An hour? Two hours? It was impossible to know. He felt utterly exhausted, it had been such a long and traumatic day, his eyes felt heavy and even in that position, sleep began to steal over him. He imagined he could smell his mistress’s soft scent. The smell filled his nostrils and he realised that he COULD smell her scent! Snapping his eyes open, a surge of relief flooded his veins when he saw her standing before him, a smile curving her sexy lips.

He was stunned at the sight of her! She was wearing a pure white fur coat, and long thigh length, high heeled, white boots. Her face looked softer, kinder somehow.

He could not take his eyes off his mistress as she sashayed over and pressed herself against his body, he could feel the fur of her coat against his skin, so very soft and warm. He just knew she was naked under that coat.

Kissing him gently, she sighed into his mouth,

“Oh Michael.”

He wanted to tell her how much he worshiped her, she was his perfect mistress, but the gag prevented him. 

The gag? How then had she kissed him? Sighed into his mouth?

“Seven, are you joining us this evening?”

Seven blinked in the harsh light, his gagged mouth felt dry from sleep, confused, he shook his head…

It took a few moments to realise that he had been dreaming. Feeling disorientated, he saw the room was fully lit up now. He could see the polished hardwood floor, the mirror covered walls, and set in the ceiling were flush mounted down lighters, controlled by dimmer switches. 

His Mistress was walking around him slowly and she certainly wasn’t wearing white! 

Instead she had on a figure hugging black leather corset, the top of it barely covered her nipples, thus exposing her magnificent cleavage. The waist was wasp tight, and led down to suspenders clipped onto black stockings, that covered her long slender legs; she wore black shoes with high stiletto heels.

His cock immediately began to grow hard. She glanced down and smiling with amusement said,

“You may get as hard as you like Seven, but you must learn that you can never cum unless I give you permission.”

Reaching up, she removed the gag and dropped it onto the floor.

It was then that he noticed she was holding a flogger. 

Placing the tip of the flogger against his chest, she gently ran it down over his body, sweeping it over his cock. He watched her in the mirrors as she walked around him once more, pausing to run her nails softly over his ass. He couldn’t take his eyes away as she raised her arm and brought the flogger down viciously onto his back and buttocks, again and again, the searing pain made him grimace and clench his jaws to prevent from crying out, he knew if he made a sound he would be beaten even harder.

Eventually she threw down the flogger. She was panting slightly, but whether this was from sheer exertion, or from excitement, he could not tell.

“I hope you learn your lessons well.”

“Yes Mistress, thank you.”

She was still standing behind him when he felt her tongue run soothingly along one the many angry weals on his back, his cock immediately jerked and began to stiffen, and he let out a soft moan.

He heard her snap an order,

“Five, get the chair and a dildo, then release him.”

It was only then, that he became aware of Five’s presence in the room. The big slave got up from his position on the floor, slipped out of the door and returned within moments to place a small chaise longue directly in front of him. Stepping forward, he quickly released Seven’s wrists and ankles, and then stood back to await further orders.

Mistress walked over to the chaise longue, sitting down she slowly parted her legs to reveal her bare pussy.

“I want you on all fours slave, I want you to watch me very closely.”

Seven immediately dropped onto his hands and knees, his face now only a couple of feet away from her glorious wet cunt.

Taking the dildo from Five, she began to run the head of it up and down her pussy lips, gently parting them.

“Would you like to see me fuck myself with this thing, Seven?”

“Oh yes Mistress, please, yes!”

Slowly she began to push the dildo deep inside her cunt, then out again, then in…
He could see it was covered in her creamy juices; the musky sexy smell was driving him mad. Precum began dripping from his rigid cock. 

Removing the dildo, she ran her tongue up and down the toy, licking and sucking it clean. 

“Would you like to do that?”

“More than anything Mistress.”

Smiling, she signalled to Five, who immediately came around and knelt before her; then leaning forward he began to lick and suck her cunt. She grabbed his shaven head and pulled him into her sweet, succulent pussy, then throwing her head back, her body arched and trembled as she came into his mouth. All Seven could hear was the slurping noise made as Five swallowed her juices. It was almost more than he could bear to listen to; let alone watch; this torture felt far worse than being beaten with the flogger. Never had his cock been so hard, he closed his eyes, moaning softly as he struggled hard not to cum right there.

“That’s enough! Now cover your cock in my juices, two strokes only.”

Five knelt up; his face still wet from pussy juice, and taking his cock, pushed it inside his Mistress. She groaned out loud as he entered her twice, then he stood up and turned around facing Seven.

“There you are Seven, you have your wish, now I want you suck his cock clean.”

Getting up onto his knees, Seven opened his mouth wide and felt the huge cock pushing into his mouth, closing his lips tightly around it, he began to suck and lick, trying hard to get all the juice. The cock was getting harder and larger; he knew it wouldn’t be long before he would be swallowing the other man’s cum. But then he heard his Mistress’s voice warning.

“No, don’t cum in his mouth.”

Five pulled his cock out and walked behind him.

“I love to watch my slaves pleasuring each other, and Five has made a special request to fuck your ass, now get back down on all fours.”

“Yes Mistress.” Seven’s voice trembled and he could hardly hide his panic at the thought of being buggered by this huge man. Okay, he had been ass fucked before, but never by anyone this big.

Five knelt down behind him, and after pulling out the butt plug, took his cock, and began to press it against Seven’s anus.

Mistress spoke again,

“You have lubricated his cock well with your excellent oral skills, also the butt plug has opened you up a little. I suggest you try to relax, it won’t hurt as much that way.”

He felt Five’s hands grab his hips and begin to thrust into him. The pain was incredibly intense and seemingly relentless, as he pushed ever harder. It felt like he was being torn open, but still it kept going. Deeper and deeper, he knew he could not hold the scream back, but just as he felt he couldn’t contain himself a second longer, he felt Five’s balls pressing against him and realised he was fully inside. 

He heard Five grunt with satisfaction as he began to fuck him, slowly at first, then faster and harder, his fingers gripped his hips hard and his balls slapped him. He looked up to see the Mistress, still on the chaise longue, watching intently and clearly enjoying the show.

Suddenly Five gave a great moan and with a final hard thrust, began to shoot his load. He could feel the hot cum filling him up, and then run out over his balls, dripping onto the floor.

Five pulled out his cock, stood up and returned to stand by the Mistress’s chair.

Seven stayed on all fours, unsure what to do next.

“Seven, you have pleased me greatly, go and have a bath, then come to my room in half an hour. You shall sleep in my bed tonight. I’m going to let you cum.” 

“Oh Mistress, thank you, thank you.”

Tears of gratitude filled his eyes, it had all been worthwhile, all of it, he would go through anything if it meant a reward like this. Anything at all.

Mistress got up and without a backward glance left the room.

As Seven stood up shakily and prepared to go take a bath, he looked up to see Five glaring at him with an expression of pure hatred...