The Massage

The rest of the room was taken up by various pieces of furniture. There was a four-poster bed once again in dark wood. There were no blankets on the bed, just a mattress covered in dark red sheets. Along the head board and at various spots on the posts were metal O-rings that made for tie-down points. Beside the bed were several pillows of various shapes and sizes that were there strictly for helping to position my body better for various sex acts.

The rest of the furniture was similar in color, although the nature of each varied. There was a large wooden cross near the window, a narrow table that was topped with red padding and that, like the bed, had O-rings all around the rim and down onto the legs for tie-down points. There was also a funny bench that looked kind of like a miniature picnic table with padding on the table and seats areas. In reality I straddled the table with my legs and arms bound to the seating areas. That one was nice for both spanking and for when Master decided to fuck me from behind either in my cunt or ass.

And just like that I realize that my mind has already shifted into submissive mode. No longer is it my husband... he is my Master and I am his slave. I can't explain the mindset completely, all I know is that for the rest of the time I am in this room I will do whatever he wants. He is in control, my body is his. A sense of contentment washes through me and I breathe in deeply. The smell of the room hits me fully now, the wood polish, the leather, the subtle spicy scent of my Master's cologne that he sprays onto the wood to help "mark" his territory. Yes, this is my place, to serve him.

I glance over at my partner in crime. She is standing wide eyed as she gazes about the room. Not in fear, although I am sure that may be running through her a bit as well. No, her look is more of wonder. I assume she must have some experience in this type of adventure, but maybe she has never had a chance to actually be in a room before that was totally devoted to sex such as this one. I smile because ultimately this is my room. My Master devoted a lot of effort into making a room that he could bring me to and give my body the pain and pleasure it craved.

"On your knees, now." I hear my Master's voice ring out with a very commanding tone. I immediately go to my knees without a second thought. Luckily I am standing on one of the thick throw rugs which helps to cushion my knees a bit. Like a good slave I place my arms behind me. The masseuse attempts to emulate me, but is slow.

"I didn't say you, slut." She is about half way down when Master grabs her once more by the hair and jerks her back upright. She gasps out in a bit of pain but more in surprise. He hauls her across the room and snatches a paddle off of the shelf. Her eyes go very wide.

"You, slut, are going to receive your punishment first. I can't believe you had the nerve to come into my house and take advantage of my slave like that." He shows her the paddle, all black, but with the word SLUT carved out of it in reverse. I shiver having had the paddle use on me several times. The end results is that it leaves The word imprinted on my skin if it is used very hard. A simple smack does not do the job. This woman is about to have her ass tore up by Master, of that I have no doubt.

With the slut now beginning to whimper, Master drags her once more back across the room and directly in front of me.

"So, slave, did this little slut make you cum?"

"Yes, Master." I reply. I can't help but have a little smirk. Oh, she is definitely going to get it.

"And are you supposed to cum without my permission, slave?" Master's voice is rough and very much in control.

"No, Master." I know my eyes are alight with the coming game. This is Master at his best. Slightly upset, but really milking the moment for all it is worth. The slut is standing stiff legged and her eyes are wide open. Her hands are both grasping Master's forearm trying to help relieve some of the tension on her hair that he has gripped in his fist tightly. She is breathing rapidly, but I can't help but notice that her nipples are jutting out, easily visible through her white tank top.

"Take off her shoes and shorts, now."

I begin to stand to accomplish the task, but Master quickly pushes me back down onto my knees. "I did not tell you to stand." I shuffle over to the slut on my knees and quickly begin to take off her sneakers and ankle top socks. The slut is easily being held in place by her hair still, and the one time she begins to struggle a bit is ended quickly as Master just lifts up further on her hair making her stand on her tip-toes briefly. "Now, now, I wouldn't advise moving or it will just be worse for you."

Her socks and shoes off, I reach up and grab her spandex shorts and begin to slide them down her legs. Underneath she is wearing a silky black thong. As I reach her ankles with the shorts she meekly steps out of them. "Her thong too." The slut whimpers a bit at the order, but I quickly move to comply. As I pull the thong down I get a good look at her pussy. She may not wax, but she has obviously recently shaved. She keeps it completely shaved except for a little black "landing strip" patch of hair right above her pussy.

"That's good." Master moves the slut a few steps to the right, and then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set of Velcro cuffs. Letting go of her hair he quickly secures both her hands and above her head.

"What are you doing?" her meek little voice emerges.

"Shut-up, slut. You are going to be punished and the more you protest about it, the worse it will be for you." And with that he secures her hands to the beam in the ceiling with a length of rope going from the cuffs up to one of the O-rings on the beam. She whimpers, and then gasps as Master grabs a hold of the top of her tank top and rips it wide open. Her bra quickly follows as it is a front opening top that Master pops open with a snap of his fingers.

She now stands in the middle of the room completely naked except for the bra hanging by its shoulder straps. I can't help but admire her body. I was right about her breasts, on the smaller side, but her nipples are very dark and long although not quite as thick as mine. The rest of her body has that same olive tan complexion with no tan lines. I bet she tans naked at a tanning salon.

"Come here, slave." I crawl over the few feet between me and my Master. "I want you to eat out our guest's cunt. You are not to stop until she comes, is that understood?"

"Yes, Master." I respond. I turn slightly and quickly dip my head down in between the slut's legs. Using my tongue I quickly bury it into the soft folds of her very wet pussy lips. Oh yeah, she's excited about all of this alright. I can easily taste her juices on my tongue as I begin to lick up and around her clit. She's very sweet with a faint tanginess. Her breath gasps out of her as I begin to flick my tongue back and forth over her clit. Her legs spread apart quickly to allow me better access which I take advantage of by leaning in further and letting my tongue glide back and forth over her wet opening, probing up inside her a bit with each pass. She begins to moan and I delve in more, eager to see how long it will take me to make her cum.

"Yeah, our new little slut likes that. Make her cum good, slave, and maybe my punishment won't be as bad. Feel free to use your fingers too." I eagerly respond and slide a finger up inside her, feeling out her g-spot as my tongue goes back to working on her clit. Her moans are constant now and her hips have begun to move back and forth as she chases my tongue.

"Oh, Fuck, that feels so good. Yes, right there. Of fuck, eat my pussy. Make me cum." Her voice is getting higher. I intensify my efforts, eager to taste her as she cums.

"Yes, I bet that feels good, doesn't it." Master's voice takes on that very evil little tone that he gets when he is about to do something bad. I almost laugh out loud as I am pretty sure what's about to happen. "Would you like to cum?"

"OH, Fuck yeah." The slut responds. She is oblivious to the fact that Master is now behind her....with the paddle.

"I bet you would, Slut." And with that a very loud smack rings through the room as Master takes a full swing at her ass with the paddle. The slut cries out in pain and shock and even I wince a bit knowing full well how bad that paddle can sting. I am pretty sure there is a nice red imprint on her ass right now, with the white letters SLUT in the middle of it.

"Keep going, my pet. If she wants to cum she better do it, because I'm going to keep spanking her...." SLAP, "until she does." The slut cries out again as the second blow lands. "FUCK!" I intensify my efforts yet again, flicking my tongue rapidly over her clit as I begin to piston now two fingers in and out of her very hot, wet cunt. Her juices are flowing faster now and I can taste her sweet, tangy flavor easily. Her breathing is fast and her moans are almost constant. SLAP, she screams out in pain and pleasure. She is close, but Master is timing it perfectly so that he lands another slap from the paddle right as she is about to go over the edge.

SLAP. Her ass has to be on fire by now, of that I am sure. I plunge both fingers in deeply insider her and massage hard on her g-spot. Another SLAP and I bury my tongue hard onto her clit, flicking my tongue as fast as possible as I feel her body begin to shake hard.

"OH FUCK. YES!!! EAT MY PUSSY. ..... FUCK!!!" SLAP, and that does it. "YESSS!!!! OH, FUCK, I'm CuuummmmmMMMMMING!!!!" And her body convulses hard as her juices flood out of her. I let her ride my mouth through it, keeping up the efforts with my tongue on her clit, my fingers rapidly thrusting in and out of her. There's yet another SLAP from the paddle at some point, but slowly she comes back down, her legs shaking badly. I slide back from her a little bit. She is soaked in sweat and breathing heavily. Her eyes are glassed over a bit and there is a distinct smile on her face that says she is satisfied.

Master grabs a hold of her hair. "Just like I thought, a slut through and through." She gasps as Master pulls her head back by her hair so that she is staring at the ceiling. "Now I will have to pay my slave back from the nice orgasm she just gave you." With that Master let's her hair go and then grabs her upper arm. With a quick little pull her spins her in place so that her ass is now facing me. I gaze upon her now very rosy-red ass with several well imprinted SLUT marks scattered across it. I shiver and wonder secretly if that's what he has in store for me. Whatever it is I am sure that he will bring me both pain and pleasure before the day is done.