Mistress Katalina - Professional Dominatrix

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A woman of dominance with a wicked plan
An evil trap set to kidnap a man
Drugged at her mercy he wakes up trapped
In chains blindfolded and gagged
With no memory of his name
She tortures him sexually with sweet kisses and tease
Soon at her mercy he is begging you please
The perfect kidnapping your trap complete
Soon you will own him and he will serve at your feet

When I pulled them up, my cock was already beginning to harden. They looked bigish in the shop, but were a snug fit. The string tantalised my arsehole, making my cock swell in the front, slightly crushing my balls.
 
I felt electrified, walking into work. I was very conscious of not bending over or stretching, because the line of the panties rose higher than my jeans, and if my shirt lifted, people would know my dirty little secret. This of course turned me on incredibly. All day my cock was hardening, then softening, creating a maddening sensation as my glans rubbed against the stretchy yet somehow rough fabric.
 
At the end of the day I wanked all over the panties, imagining that you were standing before me, instructing me on what to do: teasing my cock with the panties, rubbing them against my arsehole and balls, stretching the material over the head of my cock and rubbing it backwards and forwards, sliding the material that makes up the bow through the eye of my cock. You warned me that if I came, you would fuck me with your strapon dildo. I went to the verge of orgasm three times.

pups fantasises about be taken to the Head Mistress’s office as she has been a bad girl by playing with the boys behind the bike shed. she is ordered in the Head Mistress office and told to come up to the desk and bend over with her elbows on the table.

Head Mistress moves around from the table and lifts pups skirt up to her waist, she slowly slides her fingers between pups legs and rubs gently at her white cotton panties. pupsl is sopping from her adventures earlier and Head Mistress is not happy, she pulls her panties to one side and pushes a finger straight into pups pussy, wiggles it around and the pulls out.Head Mistress goes round to girl and pushes her cum covered finger into pups mouth and tells her to suck it clean.

Head Mistress tells puppyl what a dirty little slut she has been and for her antics she will be punished. Head Mistress pulls out her cane from her draw and come back up behind pups, telling her to spread her legs wider. puppy does as she is told and suddenly lets out a squeal as Head Mistress brings the cane done across her lilly white arse. Head Mistress pulls pups hair and tells her to be quite or else. puppy bites her lip as she feels the cane across her buttocks again. Head Mistress is calling her names and telling her what a dirty little whore she is and that she will be made to cum for Head Mistress and she will be punished for her behaviour.

Head Mistress stops with the caning and pulls down pups panties and wipes her pussy juices up before shoving them into pups mouth and taping her up.
Head Mistress tells pups that she is going to be fucked like the little prostitute that she is and she is going to thank Head Mistress for the entire experience.
pups is then told to get down on her hands and knees and is made to crawl into the next room. Head Mistress tells her to strip completely and let Head Mistress inspect her whole body before it is used.

Head Mistress pulls out a set of nipple clamps from her jacket and walks up to pups pulling at her nipples as she places the clamps tightly on herl, (this is what happens to my dirty little whores Head Mistress says to pups as she is lead by the chain to a horse like bench).

pups is made to lean over horse and she is the strapped in tightly unable to move. Head Mistress gets out her crop and gives pups another five hard crops across her arse, then calls in the vice principle who stands in front of her with his cock out. Head Mistress instructs pups to suck the cock offered to her as she gets behind pups and forces her hard black dildo up pups sopping pussy. Head Mistress pulls on pups hair as she thrusts hard and fast deep inside. suck harder she is told and feels a slap across her face, you little slut you will learn and you will please………..

sara was taken into the examination room by one of Mistress Katalina’s experienced slaves..she was undressed and laid down on the sterile table, her arms were pulled back above her head and the shackles secured into place. sara’s heart was pounding she had only been here a few hours and already this stranger was seeing her naked, seeing her most private bits and yet he seemed not to notice how sexy she was, he did not seem aroused by her at all.. What was going on?.sara whispered to him asking him why he was not turned on by her nakedness his reply was “my dear i am extremely turned on and would take you here and now, except I worship my Mistress and she has forbidden me to get aroused without her permission’
‘oh’ was all sara could say as he stretched out her legs and secured them in the stirrups exposing her completely..

she lay spreadeagled and face down on the wooden bed, her breasts clamped tightly through the slats, a ball gag secured in her mouth. sara was going to be taught a lesson by her Mistress, she was going to learn to be obediant, to learn what it truly meant to be a slave..to be  Mistress Katalina’s slave

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It was a glorious summer evening and girl was walking down a dark abandoned street dressed in her new denim mini and baby blue l top. She felt very sensual this evening and hoped that she would be lucky and have the opportunity to show off her new pink lace lingerie. girl was so wrapped up in her thoughts she did not her the van pull up or the person get out till it was too late. Suddenly girl was grabbed a hand across her month stopping her from screaming out and she was been dragged backwards to wards the van,  girl felt another set of arms behind her pulling her up into the van, she was then pushed forward onto her stomach and her head pushed down to the floor. She felt her arms been pulled behind her back and secured with what felt like metal caffs. Girl tried to speak but her words came out all rushed and did not make sense next she let out a scream but was quickly silenced by a hand across her month and something been stuffed into her mouth like a gagged, she felt it secured around her head. Girl was scared  yet she excited too, how could this be girl was being kidnapped anything could happen to her yet between her legs  her little pink panties started to get moist and damp…

Girl felt someone kneel down beside her and the she heard the whisper in her ear “you will earn us a lot of money this fine evening you little whore” girl felt a shudder through her oh my god what was going to happen, girl tried to turn to see the face but it was no use she was strapped down and could not move. She felt the van pulling to a stop and the sliding door open slightly she saw lights but then darkness as her captures place a blindfold across her eyes. She was pulled up roughly and pushed out of the van stumbling to keep  her balance, her heart racing , this was not what she had planned for her exciting night out.

Girl felt a hand grab at her hair and pull her forward, she was led up a short path and into a what smelt like a barn, aromas of hay and animal smell surrounded her senses, she heard whispers and it seemed that there were a lot of people in the barn, she felt eyes burning into her, she was led deep into the room and felt like she was walking up some steps girl was walked a few more paces and then left, suddenly she heard someone shout out ‘lets see the merchadise” with that girl felt her blouse been cut away and her skirt fall to the floor, she could do nothing she felt helpless and afraid, she felt like she was about to pee her pants…

Girl then felt something metal against her skin, like a knife it was cutting away at her new bra, girl’s eyes started to fill with tears at the though of what would happen, she then heard the same voice whisper to her, “do not cry little one, we will look after you, after all you are worth a lot of money and these people what to inspect what they are paying for”. Girl was then pushed backwards onto something that felt like a dentist chair but not exactly, her panties had now been cut away and girl lay naked on the chair, she had her legs stretched and secured so as all could see her juicy pussy, she was rasied slightly so as her breast were displeayed too. what happened next was just like the start or an aution, girl realized what was happening, she was be auctioned off for sex, girl closed her eyes and tried to block what was going on and think about been in her flat with her girlfriend enjoying  afew wines and a few sensual kisses……..

When puppy saw her, saw the slut she felt that it was all over… puppy could never compete with that, the slut had a body to die for, Master and Mistress would forget puppy.
puppy collected the slut from the bus stop as she had been instructed, oh how she wished she could just leave her there and go play with Master and Mistress herself. What was going on why was puppy feeling so insecure, oh yeah the slut had this amazing figure and she was comfortable within herself.

puppys’ phone rang this pulled her out of her daydream, Master told puppy to take the slut to her car and then to proceed and follow Master without actually looking like she was following anyone. Surely puppy could not fuck that up… ahh thank god puppy followed the instructions and got the slut to the drop of point and left her… puppy went to the arranged meeting place yet of course she stuffed that up and had to be saved by Master, story of her life hey.

Well that was just the start the day just got worse and worse, instead of puppy embracing the gift that was given to her, puppy just made the whole day about herself, she craved attention, she wanted to be seen yet for all the wrong reasons, puppy wanted to belong she felt that she had something to prove to be accepted and the harder she tried the more she made everything about her. Master and Mistress were not impressed and why should they have been puppy was just playing her game of manipulation, she was jealous of slut getting all the attention, and this resulted in puppy behaving like the spoilt child…

Master  gave puppy every opportunity to acknowlege what was going on and to accept it and use it to empower herself, yet puppy just stayed oscillating in her insecurities and her fear.

That night puppy was banished outside, while Master and Mistress continued to use the slut, all puppy could do was listen to the moans and squeals, while she lay curled up on her blanket. Silly silly puppy all she had to do was let go and embrace her emotions and use them instead of allowing them to use her, one day she will see.

puppy had been taken out by Master and Mistress, she had danced all night moving among other beautiful girls, puppy imagined taking these sluts home to Master, presenting them to him. How pleased puppy thought Master and Mistress would be to have them laid out for them to use and be pleasured by, yet tonight was not the night, tonight Master had other plans for puppy…

The music came to and end and so did the dancing, light went on and the crowd slowly dispersed. Master called for puppy to follow him and Mistress up on stage, she stood to the side waiting patiently as Master spoke to the band members. Whilst puppy waited her mind drifted of (as it does on many occasion) she started to recall the conversation she had had with Master a few days before, confessing how she wanted Master to scare her, to push her boundaries further that he had ever pushed them before. puppy remembered him teasing and tormenting her that if she was good he may make her wish come true tonight..puppys’ heart started to race, she started to think what she had done, she knew that Master would not mess around that he would do as she wished..puppy started to feel slightly nervous did she still trust Master could she play the game could she let go and submit.

puppy was pulled from her daydream as Master called her to his side, she followed quietly no questions. puppy had learnt never to question Master or Mistress, just to follow and obey. Master walked her out onto the balcony and told her to sit, puppy did so and waited for further instructions. Master sat with Mistress and their friends and talked, puppys’ head was floaty, she felt safe and calm…yet this was not about to last…

Master stood up and told puppy to follow, of course she did, she was led to a small room and told to sit down on the lower bunk… puppy did so without question, Master undid his pants and told puppy to suck, she obeyed and slowly took Masters gift…see nothing to worry up thought puppy Master just wanted pleasure that was all puppy was safe…suddenly Master withdrew and whispered what a filthy little slut puppy had been, how she had been teasing the boys on the dance floor with her dancing and now she was going to pay… Master zipped himself up and told puppy that she was to stay sitting on the bed and to suck every cock that was presented to her…then he left closing the door quietly behind him…for a moment puppy thought he was joking then as the door slowly opened she realised how serious he was…her heart was beating uncontrollably as the person got closer to the bed…her head was fuzzy and all sorts of scenarios started going through her mind…she could be raped she was in this room with a stranger..where was Master oh my god what had she done…slowly she calmed herself and realised that this was the game.. Master had set her up and all she had to do was what she was told… nothing was going to happen to her.. she was safe wasn’t she?????

She arrived at the venue to find him grining from ear to ear..he looked like the excited schoolboy who had been up to no good behind the bike shed… Mistress called to him he obediantly came to her side and waited for her to offer her hand to be kissed…Mistress held out her right hand and he kissed it gently. She then proceeded to ask for a detailed account of what her little boy had been upto in her absence..he was full of stories on how he had spent the day talking and watching all the sexy young girls, how he fantasied about brining them home for Mistress.

“my my you have been a busy boy havent you, bet you are all nice and hard for Mistress, arent you, why dont you follow Mistress and see what special surprise she has for you”, his eyes lit up, he knew Mistress was pleased with him and that he was about to be rewarded, he wasnt sure exactly what Mistress had in store, yet that did not matter, his manhood straining in his cock cage…he was about to have so release he was sure of it..

Mistress walked a head and he followed admiring her figure, she stood tall her black hair perfectly shaped around her face..she was a divine Mistress a goddess. The cock cage was so tight around him now it was almost hurting, he took a few breaths as he continued to follow his Mistress…

Outside in the cool night air Mistress led him down an alley way, she stopped next to the stairs and told him to kneel before her..he did as he was told and kissed her boots.. she open her legs ever so slightly so he could catch a glimpse of her..he knew that he could not touch..yet he imagined how sweet and juicy she would taste.

Suddenly another girl was present, Mistress whispered softly in her ear and then knelt down and removed my cage…the girl was slowly stroking him, teasing him with her hands and then she knelt before him, taking his cock in her mouth..Mistress watched on instructing girl every few minutes. All of a sudden he felt his hair been pulled hard Mistress bend down close to his right ear and warned her little boy not to cum.. he knew she meant it and even though he was wanting so desperately to feel release, he wanted to please my Mistress more.

I placed the blood red candle on the floor at the foot of my bed and slowly began the processs of undressing. It felt quite erotic to be undressing so slowing, when one is just on her own ( with exception to her thoughts).With clothes neatly folded I picture yourself and Master , watching me from within the flame I gently begin to touch and tease myself. I am already very wet. I try not to pay too much attention to my clit, it is very swollen. Mistress has told me I must not orgasm but I desperately want to. I force myself to picture
Master and Mistess watching me…
After the time, I thank Mistress and Master, say good night and blow out the candle and hop into my bed extremely wet and very horny and with warm thoughts of my Mistress and Master.

Today, you summoned me, Mistress Katalina, to your premises and requested i write about the experience. For over 2 weeks i have been misbehaving and showing how unworthy i am to serve you, so it was with a little concern in my heart that i arrived at your place. You sat divinely in your chair and told me what was expected of me. You articulated very well to me my duties, which i duly took in, in a slightly fidgety way (to your annoyance). You requested i kneel in your presence and i can truly say i was humbled to do so though i had in my mind, uncontrollable desires to be closer to you.
 
A short time later you led me to another room full of the most interesting artefacts and requested i undress. i did so and on your return you instructed me to kneel again and then to go down on all fours. my heart was beginning to race a little as you delicately moved your crop over my backside. Mistress, at this point i had no idea what your intentions were as although i had been a bit disobedient in the past i thought i had pleased you also. So when the first swipe of your crop hit me, i knew i was in trouble. Mistress, you really gave it to me - again and again, each strike becoming more and more unbearable. i felt totally helpless, not daring to move and only repeating pathetic words of agreement to your questions, in the hope your Diviness would cease the punishment. You did not for what seemed a long time and sadistically used your crop like a feather between the thrashing i obviously deserved. Mistress, it really hurt but and at this point i began to see you, my Mistress, in a different light. I didn’t fully comprehend the totality of being a trainee to you Mistress, but i think today you showed me a part of it.

She fondled my erection and said, “it’s a shame your mistress wont let me milk you”. She cupped my balls and added, “You feel like you could use one”. She then gave me a playful slap on the ass and said, “She did say I should spank you, though!”. Moving around to stand in front of me, she slid one leg between mine and lifted her knee gently, pressing her thigh against me. It felt cool and firm. She said, “you like being over the knee, don’t you slave?”. “Yes Miss” I replied. “Good” she said, pressing her knee harder, “Very good”.
 
Mistress had told me the day before she was going to provide me to a client of hers for an afternoon. We had discussed this early on, when I applied to be Mistress’ slave. I had said she could rent me out to others if she wanted to. This was the first time it had happened. The client was a lot bigger than Mistress and seemed very enthusiastic about having me there. She started to move her leg up and down between mine, pressing a little harder on each up swing. Just as I realised the vulnerability of my position, she brought her knee up sharply.
 
“Umphhh” I groaned, doubling over and falling to the ground at her feet. She reached down, took me by the ear and pulled me over to a chair. She put me over her left leg, put her right leg over the backs of both of mine, and twisted my right arm behind my back, holding it in place with her left hand. I was still trying to recover from the knee as I realised I was in the ‘leg lock position’ and that this woman knew how to give a spanking. When a big, experienced woman puts you in the leg lock position, you may as well start begging for mercy cause you won’t be able to escape. The first volley of fast, hard slaps across my ass confirmed her experience, as she rattled the spanks down on me. I tried to buck and squirm but was trapped. She spanked long and hard, breaking my resolve and reducing me to laying over her big thigh having my bare ass spanked to a painful glowing red. She was a harder spanker than Mistress but not a better one, lacking the sophistication and style that makes Mistress so unique. This woman wanted to hurt me, while Mistress Katalina was an Artist.
 
She stopped spanking and I felt her spreading my cheeks to expose my anus. I felt her push something into it and then felt a burning sensation in there. I bucked wildly at this, and got a savage spank on my already enflamed ass for that. “Hold still”, she snapped, “it’s just a little figging”.
 
It felt like it was burning me inside and I continued to squirm, earning more hard spanks for my ill discipline. My eyes watered from it and finally, after much begging from me, it was removed. I learned later that figging involved inserting a freshly peeled piece of ginger into the ass and watching the reaction from the slave.
 
Mistress told me afterwards that the woman was pleased with the afternoon and looked forward to seeing me again. Mistress had already agreed to this. I was not looking forward to it but I am here to serve.

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‘Being your servant what should I do, but tend
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world without end hour,
Whilst I, my Mistress, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad servant, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are, how happy you make those.
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.’

Sonnet LVII - William Shakespeare

I was bent over the back of a lounge chair, with my legs spread wide apart. My head was on the cushions with my bottom thrust high in the air and I had to stay on my tiptoes just to stop from overbalancing. Mistress Katalina had warmed me up with a dozen or so strokes of her flogger. She then put on a pair of latex gloves and moved behind me Mistress slid one lubed finger into my anus and fingered me for a few minutes, sliding it in and out. It was the first time anything had been in there and it did not feel as bad as I thought it would. Then she put in two fingers and repeated the process. I concentrated on relaxing and not clenching up, and on submitting to her. Mistress Katalina had told me it would hurt if I resisted but would be all right so long as I accepted her authority over me.
 
Again Mistress Katalina slid her fingers out and then I felt something cool and hard press against my hole. She slid in it gently. I wondered if it was a strap on but realised it couldn’t have been since she walked away and it was still there. She had inserted a tapered plug, again heavily lubed. She told me to lift my head up and I did, seeing her shiny black strap on inches away from my face. She removed her gloves, knelt on the sofa, took me by the hair and guided my mouth onto it, telling me to suck it for her. I had never done anything like that before but did so then. I wondered how she could enjoy it when I wasn’t really sucking her. She seemed to like it though, telling me to suck it harder, lick it and kiss it as though it really was a part of her. I loved having her hands in my hair.
 
Mistress Katalina moved around behind me and removed the plug. Then she entered me, for real this time, holding my hips in her hands and sliding into me. I felt completely submissive and realised her power over me. I would never have considered doing this with anyone else yet Mistress could have me as she pleased and I would be grateful for it. She must have been gentle with me as it did not hurt and did not seem to go for long. After withdrawing from me, she gave me another flogging with her crop, followed by a mild hand spanking which also included some much appreciated fondling and caressing. I was thrilled to feel her silky hands on me.  I arched my back and pushed myself away from the sofa to give her better access to me. She stroked me all over, and told me she was pleased with me today. I glowed with pride at serving Mistress well.

i arrive in Your presence exactly on time, not daring to keep You waiting. i begin my service by completing various chores and errands. It’s an honour to serve You in any way You require. i try to be as quick and efficient as possible. i’m aware of what a priviege i’ve been given and i’m hoping to please and make a good impression. The time passes quickly in Your presence and soon it’s time to dress for the evening.

You’ve been generous enough to lay out a cute, little maid’s outfit for me, complete with garter. i strip down to my g-string in Your dungeon and put the outfit on. i tie a large bow behind me, wearing the costume as it deserves to be worn. Finally i roll the garter up my leg and i’m dressed, but just barely and not at all in the usual way. All the same, i’m pleased to hear that it looks cute and that You approve. i’m even more pleased when the time comes for some discipline.

i’m bound to the frame that W/we set up earlier and You slide a blindfold down over my eyes. i can’t see what’s happing but i can still hear and feel You move around me. You lift the frilly hem of my dress and clip it behind my back, exposing my arse to Your implements of punishment. You then proceed to test me and tease me. You use my arse to get a feel for how much i can take. i remain as still as possible, again eager to please and grateful for Your attention. You let me off lightly, even though W/we both know i could take more. my arse has been nicely warmed and has now turned a nice shade of red. i thank You for the caress of Your crop as You release me and i take my
place, watching as You use Your skill on another willing boy.

i help as Your friends arrive, trying to make sure that everyone is
comfortable. The party gets underway quickly and i am now very much reminded that i am to have no relief. i am put to use briefly to provide a massage and i make the most of the opportunity to kneel and serve. i can feel the frustration building inside me and not just from the activity going on around me. i am turned on even more by the thought of being used yet receiving no release myself. i stand to the side as the action gets into full swing. i hold my hands behind my back, aware that it would be all too easy to touch myself in this setting and not quite trusting my control. i find my eyes glued to Your gorgeous arse even though it’s making things much harder for me.

i find myself largely part of the background and again this is very
arousing. to be denied and refused release while O/others enjoy T/themselves so much is indeed the place of a sub. After some time has passed though, i am called upon to suck Your cock. i kneel before You and suck as well as i can. Although i have had some experience i am by no means expert in worshipping Your strapon and i worry that i won’t show it the devotion it and You deserve. i suck like the little slut i am, kneeling there in my frilly maid’s outfit, my eyes rolling back in my head as i lick and suck. All too soon You tell me that i’ve had enough and even though i’m disappointed i thank You deeply for the experience.

Then, even though it seems very little time has passed the night is coming to an end. i clean and tidy as Your guests depart. It has been a unique experience. Immensely enjoyable on one hand, incredibly frustrating on the other. The greatest gift comes at the end of the evening before i am dismissed when You grant me permission to touch myself when i return home. Of course i am not allowed to cum, and i don’t dare. i stroke my cock and think about kneeling between Your legs, sucking Your cock. It’s difficult to hold myself back, but i don’t dare cum. Especially not after the wonderful evening You have given me.
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Mistress knows that less is more. She does not load her website with semi naked images to lure the punters in. She is refined, elegant and sophisticated. She sits on a red throne, in black, with riding crop in hand. The camera focuses on her perfect thigh, the object, I must confess, of my own fascination. I long to kneel before her and be permitted to softly kiss that perfect thigh, to rest my face against it as she runs her fingers gently through my hair. I long to be close to her, feeling her warmth and strength, hearing her soft, commanding voice, being guided and trained by her. I long to take my place over that thigh, bare bottom offered for her hand and paddle. I long to feel her stinging crop on the backs of my legs, to hear her voice commanding me, instructing me, controlling me.
 
I am fortunate. I have met Mistress. She spoke to me, asked me questions, bade me to reveal myself to her. I was so nervous I could barely speak, so hopeful of being accepted to serve her.
 
I have viewed this photograph of her right thigh and riding crop many times. I have marvelled at her smooth white skin, contrast so deliciously with her black stocking and the red chair she sits upon. I have gazed at the interplay of shadow and skin, of the long stinging crop and the soft smooth skin, the handle of something hanging beside her. A paddle, I wonder, eager to feel it on my bottom as I lay across her lap, her arm resting on my back, her hand wrapped around my hip.  
 
Or she could stand me against a wall and slide that leg between mine, pressing her firm thigh against my sex, feeling it harden against her. It would feel divine to have her do that to me. I ache with desire for Mistress. I would kneel at her feet and cover them with kisses if she told me to. I would wait on all fours as she sat on my back then rode me like a horse around her room, flashing that crop against my hindquarters. I would take my place over a bench and feel her slap her hips and thighs against me as she put her strap on deep inside of me, training me to be her slave.
 
One would not think one could have so many different fantasies about one small photograph of one woman’s thigh. But one would understand if one had met Mistress, heard her speak of her experience and what she might agree to do with you. Having met Mistress and been so captivated, I can only offer my service and wait for her instruction.

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The morning sun wakens Mistress Katalina’s slave as She pens the blind..startled. he tries to adjust his vision. Suddenly the cage he sleeps in is rattled. Hearing Mistress yell~ where the fuck is my breakfast~, he tries to answer & explain that he forgot to ask for the cuffs to be released….*Mistress slave begs You to*….~shut the fuck~…he quickly quietens.

The cage door is unlocked, his wrist uncuffed. He feels his Mistress grip his hair & drag him from the cage. Forcing him to keep up as She drags his body out through the lounge & into the kitchen. He sees the food scattered & crushed over the floor..~look at that…thats’s what you caused by not been awake to cook my breakfast ~ ..his body slammed to the floor….~ clean it up with your tongue~. She turns & walks out.

He licks the floor, his tongue lapping at the mess…cleaning every inch of the kitchen floor, ~get here now slut~. He hears Mistress call.

He crawls out through the door….kneels before Her, placing his head at Her feet, ~Is the cleaning done slave~…* Yes Mistress* he speaks softly.

She stands & steps away from him.~Come here~, turning he crawls & follows Mistress to the Wooden Cross against the wall. Grabbing his hair , She pulls making him stand. Her free hand reaches for his cock…squeezing it tight & twisting….he cringes. Her other hand yanks his head back, he feel the spit as Mistress leans over him & lets Her saliva land over his cheeks.

Tossing his head forward. His wrist grabbed & locked to the the cross. He feels his feet spread as Mistress binds Her slave to the cross. His body shakes, eyes filled with fear.

*AGHHHHH* he moans as She attaches two clamps to his shaved sac…feeling the instant pull as Mistress Katalina clips on two weights.

He hears Mistress step away…unable to see Her, he waits fully exposed .

The room so silent, suddenly the silence is broken, the swish sound of Her whip, the snap as the leather tip rips into his flesh. His body jerks tugging at the bindings….Again & again the whip snakes through the air…feeling Mistress accuracy, his ass feeling as if a thousand needles have been pressed to its tender flesh, the welts rise , marking the skin in a criss cross pattern.

His body limp. Mistress steps to Her slave, yanking his head back hard. ~never forget my breakfast again you worthless slut ~. His head falls forward as She releases the grip.

*AGGHHHHH…….FUUUCCKKK* his balls feeling as if torn from him As She grips the weights & pulls them harshly, making the snap from the skin.

The cuffs unbuckled . he drops to his knees. He looks up to see Mistress point to the leather bench. Slowly he crawls…~hurry up~ Her booted foot kicking his bruised ass. He moves faster, climbing up onto the bench. ~On your back slave~. Rolling he lays to his back.

Mistress takes two ropes already tied to the bench legs..he feels his ankles bound tightly….he watches as Mistress step to the other end…his arms grabbed & pulled back over his head. A rope quickly wrapping around both…the other tied to a ring screwed in the bench edge….he writhes as She  reaches  for the metal chastity. It steel tube fully enclosed…feeling the cold metal slip over his cock….his cock begins to harden…the sound of metal sliding together as the locking device is clamped tight around the base of the sac. His cock swelling in the tight tube. Fully covered, he sees Her move away again, fetching another thinner rope. He hears the sound of a chain clicking over like a ratchet…eyes catching the metal links lowering above him.

The chain lowered just above his cock & balls. Her hand grabs & grips the exposed ball sac…the thin rope wrapping tightly…binding the shaved flesh…he looks as She then ties the end off to the large ring at the end of the chain.

His breaths deep, his heart pounding….hearing her step back to the button on the wall. The pulley begins to wind…his sac slowly lifted upwards…pulling his balls…the bindings holding him down…he bites his bottom lip as the pain shoots through him…..his welted ass barley touching the bench as the chain stops.

She steps back. Looking at Her slave~Hmmmm you seem comfy, Oh My..look at the time, I need to go out~…She steps away…* Oh god please Mistress Katalina* his voice quivering…~ I’m sure You’ll not move will You slut….have a nice morning~. The door closes

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i sat there on the toilet seat, anticipation rushed through me as i awaited the command from Sir.  Suck it, he said, i took his cock in my hand and brought my wet lips close to it.  i opened my mouth and began sucking, Sir’s cock was big and it filled my mouth.  i moved up and down the shaft softly and slowly, his piercing rubbing along my tongue.

 i felt his cock begin to harden as i continued to suck it, as Mistress Katalina watched on, my own cock became hard. Her gaze was powerful as she taunted me, you dirty little slut look at you sucking Sir’s cock in the toilet, you cant help yourself getting all excited you fucking little whore.  i began to speed up as Mistress continued her abuse, i held back the urge to play with myself, my cock was so hard. 

i took Sir’s cock deep in my throat, taking the whole thing, and then i knew Mistress was right  i was a filthy slut sucking cock in the toilet and loving every second of it.  i wanted more, i wanted to keep sucking it deeper and faster until he orgasmed filling my mouth with his cum and feeling it run down my throat.  i imagined Sir fucking me hard and fast, pushing his big cock deep into my arse until he was satisfied and then making me suck it clean. 

Just as i was enjoying it, Sir took it away, along with my fantasy, because i knew i wasnt worthy to receive Sir’s cock.  i was lucky enough just to suck it for the few minutes i did, that honour was something i was going to have to earn. As Sir put his cock away and did up his pants both he and Mistress Katalina looked down at me, they didnt say anything they didnt have to, i knew what they were thinking.  But i cant help it, slut by name slut by nature.

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