It's Been a Long Time (or So it Seems)

Master saw this picture on my New Year posting.

I can't get the tumblr address for a proper link.

 

 

He grabbed me from behind, catching my neck in the fold of his elbow and held me while he handcuffed my hands behind my back. He strung me up exactly how it is depicted in the picture. He gagged me with a ball gag, wrapping duct tape over and around my head then left me alone.

 

 

Master came back later, holding his twelve foot bullwhip. He threw it out on the floor between us. Without a word, he took several practice shots and then stepped forward to take a shot that wrapped around my right side. The knot landed on my back. The whole experience was aimed at my chest, thighs and wrapping around my sides. I had no choice but to take it. Limits are long gone. I feared each stroke but never feeling at risk od being hurt (damaged). Only one man has wrapped me with a whip and we never played after that.

 

 

Master removed the gag. It wasn't necessary anyway. I don't scream and cry out when being whipped because I am flying so high with Endorphins that it looks like I am comatose. I reached the magical moment when I started to have an orgasm. I fought it off and then, I felt a surge shooting through my entire body. My cock was painfully hard. I held it as long as I could before I spewed gobs of cum across the floor between us.

 

Master gave me a few sips of water then snapped a pair of clamps on my tits and left me. I hung exhausted in the restraints, waiting for what ever he planned to do next.

 

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BTW: Everyone on the ranch has quit smoking. We are using Vapes instead.  Master, Christopher and Butch are using juice with nicotine in it. I am using nicotine free. It's a fun sort of hobby and a satisfying thing to do. The nicotine addicted guys are gradually cutting back to zero nicotine. 

 

The reindeer are settling in. We opened the gates separating the animals to allow them to mingle and check each other out. The biggest problem is with the Llama. The big guy is very territorial and fearless so when the reindeer got near the alpaca, he charged at them. 



It knew it would happen someday.

The whole reason that it met me back east was to be an object. "I may throw you out after ten minutes or keep you for months, depending how long I find you interesting."It is my turn on. I was never looking for a slave much less a partner and a husband or someone to love so intensely that I knew I wanted to own his heart and soul forever.

The truth is, I've taken boys before and used them as objects. It's what I do. I'm  sadistic by nature and I know all sorts of ways to get off on giving pain and keeping objects where I want them. Most of these would be objects start whining and trying to bugger out within a day or two but then my slave came along and took everything I dished out without one thought of getting away. I would have kept it longer but I had to get back to London fast. I kicked it out, believing I was done with it after tormenting and keeping him chained for a month. I ignored it for days at a time but it never lost it's eagerness to try to make me happy.

So now I have the time to fuck him over good. I started in on it without warning. That torture collar that I locked around it's neck turned me nuts in an uproar so I told myself this is the time to start in on it.

It has been caged for a day. I took it for a second time today so it could relieve itself then fed it the same bland Faro with egg white powder mixed into it. I strung it up by it's wrists and took my 12 footer to it's back. It went like it was comatose to focus in on the pain. I gave it 30 before it started struggling and then jumped up and screaming "No! No! No!" and whimpering from the shocks the collar gave it. I stopped to see if it was alright. I give it pain, I don't want to hurt it.

Jesus Fucking Christ, he came. The cum was dripping out of it's chastity belt onto it's bound feet. I finished whipping it then took it down and laid it on the work table with his feet hanging over the end. I took a small tawse and punished it by beating the soles of it's feet. It started heavy breathing like it was going to cum again. I pulled it's as over the edge of the table and fucked it. It is locked back in the cage with it's hands free to pull the ratty blanket up over it's self. Our eyes locked, I slapped it for looking in the Master's face.

Strangely enough, it looked happy.

Slave,
The collar is steel that can be tightened by 1/8 inch each day. It is wired to react to sound emanating from the boy with a shock that is sharp. I can also shock him with a remote. It won't more long before he intentionally shocks himself. He's like that.

He is taken out of the cage twice each day. I will make him wear a diaper if he makes a mistake. He would hate that more than anything I could think of so he'll hold. His food and water are limited to avoid mistakes.

Taking Time with Master

We're going out for a drive this afternoon and stopping who knows where. We'll play tourists in the valley. 

My little goat is feeding with his mother, at last. I think I taught them how to be mother and son. Like any adolescent, she wasn't prepared to be a mother. Sancho seems to favor the little guy. He took it upon himself to keep him warm between his front legs and chin for two nights.

Master let me out of the Carrara chastity belt. I've been locked in it since we got home. Frankly, I was surprised. We rolled around in bed for a couple hours before we got up. I got to use my horny little devil in ways I usually am denied. LET YOUR IMAGINATION RUN WILD ON THAT ONE.

Master took me up the hill and tied me naked between two Oak Trees and used his 12 foot bull whip on my back. Other than getting really cold, the whole event made my head spin. I do meditative breathe control and turn all my attention to the sound of the whip slicing the air and the sting of the knot on my back. It's like being comatose but feeling everything. I came, as I usually do during an intense whipping. Master poured alcohol over my back for a scintillating moment of torment and let it dry in the cold breeze before kissing me all over.

Master, you take my breath away!