Let Me tell you about one of My up to date adventures... Slave richard is one of my most devoted slaves, and he was duly rewarded with a personal Session after completing My Cyber Correction Course. When he arrived, I ordered him to strip exposed and crawl to the corridor under the staircase. Many people have cupboards there, but I don't. The space is occupied by a strong wooden dining chair with square arms and a cane seat. I took the rope I had earlier placed beside the chair, tied his wrists together, and ordered him to stretch his bound arms up as high as he could so I could tie his wrists to the bannisters above his head. I took a broom handle from below he chair, and ordered him to stand with his feet apart and kneeling down. I tied first one, then the other ankle to the ends of the brush handle, spreading his legs apart as far as they would go. “I am not quite satisfied yet ” I murmured in his ear, delighting in the outward appearance of fear now on his face.

producing a second broom handle, I pushed his knees apart and again tied the handle between them, leaving his cock and balls entirely exposed, and slave richard defenseless. He told me he was uncomfortable and wished to bring his knees together a bit. I laughed at him... “Do you're thinking that I truly care about your comfort? Actually I don't want to hear the sound of your whining at all”. I again reached under the chair for 2 scarves. The first I pushed into his mouth, totally filling it, and the second I tied round his jaw as a gag, keeping the 1st scarf resolutely in effect. “Now I have you wherever I want you, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it and no way you can call out”.

It was correct. He was helpless and vulnerable. I had another touch to add to his bindings - I produced a final headscarf and tied it round his eyes - My power over him was complete. I did not speak to him again, but picked up the phonephone. “he is's prepared now”, I claimed, and 5 mins later , forever to slave richard, there was a knock on the front door. Even with his gag and blindfold I could see that he was frightened, stretched naked and powerless in the corridor. He could only hear my voice and, to his ignominy, three others, all Female. “he's's not much to look at, but here he is and you can do anything you like with him. We have all night”.

Slave richard looked terrified but his cock was erect as he sensed the ladies surrounding him, looking at him as they'd a little insect they were about to squash under their heel. Their silence made the moment much more tense. He felt hot breath on one of his nipples - Mistress Midnight blew on his chest. There was breath on his cock, his stomach, his neck, frustrating because there was no relief from the provoking. We ran our hands over him, caressing, teasing, exciting but never satisfying. His cock strained and bobbed as his excitement built, but his fun was soon to finish.

concurrently our hands stopped their work and Mistresses Madelaine grabbed a hold of his balls hard, while I pulled apart the cheeks of his arse and pushed a vibrator in approximately, violating him to the depths of his body. Knowing better than to cry out, slave richard made pathetic mewling noises beneath his gag. “Time to fuck, I think”. The others concluded, I withdrew the vibrator and Mistress Anastasia pulled his arse cheeks open again. Slave richard could feel something bigger pushing against him. “This is a strap-on cock ” asserted Mistress Midnight. “It is bigger than your tiny tool, is harder, and will never go soft. Do you like fucking? ” naturally slave richard couldn't answer. He couldn't even clench the sides of his arse together to stop the penetration. Mistresses Anastasia and Madelaine held his shoulders Mistress Midnight pushed the plastic cock deep into his body and started moving backward and forward, faster and faster, but his shame was not yet complete.

I struck him across his nipples, forcing him to tense and groan. Repeatedly he heard the swish as the cane struck his upper legs, stomach, cock, balls. His tribulation was lengthy. As one Goddess uninterested in fucking him, so the strap-on was passed around, and so was the cane. Slave richard hung from his bonds, powerless, violated, experiencing discomfort and at the beck and call of four ladies. Ultimately we stopped his torture and removed his gag and blindfold. “Beg for mercy ” I commanded.

“I beg Mistress, I beg... ” he sobbed.

“Do you acknowledge the error of your past life and swear to treat girls with ultimate respect for what's left of your unhappy life?”. He swore as I requested, damaged and wiser. Freeing his hands, I ordered him to masturbate in front of the Mistresses, while they mocked his inferior endowment. Falling to the ground, he kissed My feet and the feet of the other Goddesses, thanking us for his punishment.