Today was the day, I was as terrified as I was eager, today I had to give in, or rather, I would be taken. It started like every other day, shower, cage in place, clamps, plug, and a picture to show I’d done my task. At 11, he ordered me to take out the plug, without saying more. My head was exploding, I realized that today I would feel something else, and that his order was to feel it intensely. I went to the place he’d told me to, and we met up. I couldn’t talk, I was simply mute, terrified. He laughed, trying to calm me down without much success, before we went into the hotel, he gave me one last chance.
I was about to take it and run away, but I said no, that everything was fine. We went in, had a drink, went over safe words, he gave some details, and ordered me to take off my clothes. I was left in my underwear, he walked around me, observed me, put my hands against the wall, opened my legs, pulled down my underwear, and left his hands marked on my ass. He whispered in my ear, “Naked is naked, I wouldn’t have said underwear.” I stood up, took off my underwear, and got back into position. Two more hands reinforced the idea that I had to obey whatever he said.
He touched the cage, “It looks great on you,” he said, and pulled on my clamps, making me beg him to stop. He ordered me to put my hands on a table, and that’s what I did. He put his hand on my chin, and with a little tap on my ankles, he opened my legs. “Always remember, when you’re in front of your Master, keep your legs open. If I say wall, you know how to stand, if I say table, you know how, and if I say bed, the position of a slut is with your legs open, your ass out, and your chest supported. That’s how you’re available to be used.” My heart was beating a mile a minute, I could feel it even in the cage.
He tied my hands and feet, took a flogger, a paddle, a ring gag, and some other things out of a bag that I couldn’t see. He reminded me of some mistakes that he was going to correct right then, took the flogger, started soft on my back, and ended hard on my ass, making me let out some yells. He gave me a few seconds, took my ass with his hands, strong, it hurt, I begged him to let go, and he did. Everything was sensitive, that’s how he wanted me, that’s how he had me. He took the paddle, and before I could say anything, he colored my left side, I yelped, begged, my knees gave out, and I was left hanging.
With patience, he waited for me to get back into position. And evened out the color. It was intense, it made me feel like this was serious business, and if I didn’t obey, I’d get more of this. He stepped back, opened my ass cheeks, and said, “You have a tight ass, today you’re gonna feel good, but you’re gonna work on opening it up more, I’ll let you know how, yes Sir,” I answered, while he lubed up my ass. My heart was racing, I couldn’t believe what was happening, he was going to take what was his. I was tied up, exposed, with no chance of defense, and no strength to do anything. The punishment had left me simply surrendered.
He put on a condom, took me by the hair, and whispered in my ear, “Now it’s time, slut, you’re gonna feel a man inside you.” He put his dick on my crack, got comfortable, and penetrated me all the way in one go. I yelled, I yelled loud, my hands were gripping the table. He stayed still, my ass was throbbing, and I could feel his hard, hot dick inside me. It was done, I was his, I knew this was just the beginning…
