welcome to 2012

Mistress Sarah looked amazing in the photographs on her website - the very model of a perfect transexual model. She was slim, dark and alluring. But he’d not met her before so he wondered just what pleasures awaited him... and what pain?

He rang the bell and waited. Soon the door opened a crack and he was ushered in. He turned to see a vision that struck both wonder and fear into him – the slender dark haired mistress was dressed in tight black latex with thigh high boots and held a cat'o'nine tails whip in her hand. . But soon the vision was snatched away. He was blindfolded and then he was led into a room and then told to strip off and kneel. He did so and waited. A few moments later he heard the door behind him open and close, and the main lights were turned off so that there were just dim red lights or, perhaps, candles burning. There was the smell of incense and spooky music. He heard the sound of the Mistress’s six-inch heels on the floor. Her feet drew level with his face and he saw the gleaming point of her toes. “Lick them slave,” she ordered… and his obedient tongue eagerly licked first the top of the toe then all the shiny sides and length of it. “But keep your eyes down. Do not look me in the face or you will be punished” she said. After a few minutes Mistress Sarah ordered him to stand and grabbed his hands and yanked them roughly behind him. He was hauled to his feet and his arms raised above his head and fastened with straps on to a cross. His feet were fastened similarly. He was helpless to move. Now his torment began. Tight little metal clamps attached to a chain were fastened to his nipples and something else was strapped to his testicles. He could not see what, but could see wires or a cord snaking away and out of sight.

He gasped as the thin chain attached to the nipples was pulled hard by the mistress.

A dreamy feeling began to fill him and he felt at ease in the presence of this frightening apparition.

Powerful music was playing on the stereo in the room.

And his sense of well being turned to terror as he felt a sharp stinging surge upwards through his testicles in rolling waves… as the mistress grinned and turned the knob of a device. It was an electric current. He moaned. He felt jabs of pain that were intensified also by the addition of poppers in a bottle held beneath each of his nostrils. His senses swam. There were a few minutes of this torment, with his mistress teasing him with her tongue – darting it deep into his mouth, pushing his head back as she smothered him with hungry kisses. As she twisted the knob on her electric box, she laughed. A fire seemed to glint in her eyes.

Then he was unbuckled and crumpled to the ground, but was swiftly ordered to first kneel and then to crawl to a leather couch where he was strapped down again… the nipples still smarting as the mistress periodically tugged at them. Once he was buckled into place his mistress vanished from view and he was left alone, his heart thumping.

When she returned she was transformed. In place of the beauty was a frightening leather mask…hiding her lovely face and turning into an image of evil. Her eyes blazed out from it and her dark hair tumbled in a fountain around it. And a section of the latex was now open to reveal a hardening and erect cock of some considerable size. She knelt forward and he felt her tongue touch his mouth and offer another kiss. He leant forward to greet it, but instead Mistress Sarah pull back and spat full in his face.

Then she swiveled around and lowered her arse onto his face - the latex unbuckled so its nakedness was pushed into his face. He began to feel smothered as she wriggled so he was forced to lick her shemale pussy.. Even as he did this he could smell a candle and gasped in agony as hot wax splashed his thighs and his balls. But his gasps were smothered by the weight of his mistress sitting on his face…. And her heard her orders. “Lick it slave…’ His tongue went to work on her puckering anus.

As he tried to probe the arse of his mistress (a challenge for he has a tongue tie), his nipples were periodically pulled and his cock was teased. Once he even felt sure his mistresses mouth closed around it. After a long time at this he was hauled back to his feet and led to the centre of the room. He was put back to work kneeling on the floor before his mistress. He did so diligently, and then she told him to worship her cock and her balls which suddenly were in front of his eyes. He was forced to take her cock into his mouth and suck it, to lick her balls and to do exactly as she told him. He licked the head of it and then it was thrust deep into his throat. He gagged. She was getting pleasure and he was given a long time to make sure she felt good. If he got things wrong he found out soon enough – as he felt a hard thwack of her hand on his rear. His head was held roughly and he was mouth fucked again, forced to take the Mistress's cock deep down his throat. This continued for some minutes.

So far so good, he thought. He loved to be force fed a cock. Now this part was what he had expected and hoped for.

But then the mistress removed her rock hard cock and forced him to his knees. "You must worship my breasts too" she instructed, and made him lick her nipples, sucking them until they were stiff. Failure to please was rewarded with a whack or slap to the face.

Then she turned round and ordered him to again worship her arse, presenting her smooth tight hole for him to lick.

But there was more to come. The mistress stood up, and Richard felt a collar being fixed around his neck and a chain attached to it. She tugged on the collar and led him on his knees from the room, along a corridor into the bathroom, lit only with candles. Then he was made to climb into the bath. His mind was racing - what was happening now? She stood before him and he looked at her cock again which was drooping.

Once again poppers were thrust beneath his nostrils. His head was swimming again - the whole thing taking on an air of unreality.

"You will drink my golden nectar,” she instructed, "and if you fail to do it properly you will be severely punished." A dribble of urine started to come from her erect penis.

Abruptly, she pushed the cock deep into Richard's mouth, as the piss became a steady flow. He felt the hot liquid fill his mouth and trickle down his chin. The mistress pushed her cock hard into his mouth as she continued to piss. "Drink it,” she commanded, "until the last drop has gone then lick it clean." He gagged at first, then swallowed and sucked on her gorgeous cock. Eventually the flow stopped. The mistress laughed.

All too soon, she led him by the neck chain back into the dungeon, where he was ordered to climb into a sling. His feet and then arms were fasted to traps and hauled up so he was helpless - his naked arse at one end of the sling, his head at the other. Then a gas mask slipped over his face, leaving only his mouth exposed. His vision was very limited.

"Slave Richard, you are in our power,” said the mistress. "Our?" he thought. Then behind him he heard the door open and close and the sound of another person in the room - the gasmask made it impossible to see what was happening. As he breathed he realised that he was being fed poppers via the mask. He began to swoon.

"Now you will service us" said the mistress. He felt lube squirted onto his arse and fingers probed his palpitating anus. As he hang there helplessly trussed up, a cock was thrust into his mouth. "You will suck on this" said the mistress. He hungrily took it in, the mistress held his head and fucked his mouth. Then he felt a pair of hands on his buttocks and another cock touching his arsehole. Slowly it slid into his waiting arse, roughly at first, then the lube started to do its job and the thick cock was sliding easily in and out, fucking him hard. He lay there helpless, being fucked at both ends.

Then abruptly both cocks were withdrawn, and he sensed his tormentors change place. A new and different cock entered his mouth and another thrust into his arse. He did not know how many people were there or how many were fucking him, but he knew they would use him until they were satisfied. The cock in his mouth quivered and a spurt of cum hit the back of his throat. His arse was still being fucked with deep stokes while sticky cum filled his mouth and then he felt the girl behind him shudder snf wrmth flood his arse as her cum filled him. Then it stopped. He lay still and felt rough hands unshackle him.

He knelt on the floor and a cock was re-introduced into his mouth. He was made to suck until, with a jerk, more cum filled his mouth and was shot over his face. The afternoon was still young and slave Richard… already used…. knew that more torments lay ahead before he could win his release. As his mouth was fucked he felt something being strapped again to his balls and a tingling begin as electricity again flowed through them.

The electricity, the cocks, the drugs, the clamps on his nipples… he as in heaven and hell.

Slave Richard.