Miss Sophie

Part I

OMG. OMG, what an earth-shattering orgasm. I had slipped into Sophie's Master bathroom and dug through the hamper, seeking her soiled panties.  Sliding her pretty black and white pair up my legs seemed to make me closer to her, closer to her sex.  Inhaling the fragrance of yesterday's panties as I pumped my cock into a third pair, I was in heaven.  This definitely wasn't the first time I had went through Sophie's panties, but it was the first time I took it so far as to masturbate into them.   She had caught me sniffing them on the first occasion, the second I was wearing a pair, feeling them on my skin and of course sniffing another pair.  Boy that was a punishment that I would not soon forget.  We were visiting her friends on their farm up north.  That day I faced the humiliation of not only being caught  but being caught by Sophie and her friends.  It was my first introduction to an old fashion buggy whip and I hope it was my last. Yes, I should have known better, but I had never really stopped, I just became smarter about when I did it.  This morning I watched from the window as the Limo pulled away, I knew she was going to lunch with one of her best friends, a Dominatrix unlike Sophie, hers was done for profit. Sophie's was done for the love of it.   I had waited a bit, but could not stand it so I made a bee line to her room. I should have waited a bit longer as I look back on it.  The Limo pulled back in the drive, a last minute appointment forced  her friend to reschedule.  Which brings me to the start of all this.

I leaned back against the wall, my knees shaking my eyes closed and my cock pulsating squirt after squirt into her soft red panties. Finally my eyes fluttered open and I was greeted with Sophie standing in front of me, arms crossed and a look of displeasure on her face.

"I can explain.....:

A sharp slap across my face let me know that I really couldn't.   She reached for the red panties and opened them up, OMG it looked like I had came a quart, they were so full of my cum!   She pushed them up to my face.

"Stick out your tongue!"  Oh how gross but I knew better than to disobey. "Lick them clean, do NOT swallow!" I proceeded to lick your red panties, my tongue scooping up the warm mess until my mouth was full.   She rubbed the remaining cum all over my face.  "Get up, do not swallow until I tell you to!"  Her hand smacked sharply against the seat of my panties, or should I say her panties. "Get that fat little sissy ass of yours to the basement, NOW!"  

I made my way down the spiral staircase to Mistress's dungeon and stood silently awaiting my fate.  

"OK my little Sissy, you may swallow."  I about choke but do as you say.  "Take those panties off and lie on the floor, face up."  I pushed the panties down, they are somewhat messy  and of course as I would expect, you shove them in my mouth as well.  "Clean these while I get you ready!"  She laid the spreader bar at my feet and pulled my legs wide fastening first the left then the right foot and I am spread wide.  Hearing the whirring of the winch I feel my feet leave the floor and I am dragged slightly until my ass then back and finally I am dangling free, my finger tips barely touching the floor. As I sway back and forth I can see her coming toward me with something large and shiny in her hand.  

"I just got this, it is fitting that you are the first to get a taste of it.  Have you ever have an anal hook used on your sissy ass?"  I shake my head, my eyes wide as I take in the stainless steel hook.  It has a series of stainless beads, one small at the very tip and several every couple of inches.  Each getting larger than the last.  

"Well it is too bad my little sissy that you will receive this after pissing me off like this!  Usually a nice coat of KY would make this slide so easily up a subjects little hole, but for you, for you my perverted little disobeying shit, A thick coat of Vick's Vaporub will have to be the lubricant of choice."

I watched as she slathered the anal hook with the hot lube, grab my cock to steady me, the Vick's on your hand rubbing my cock and instantly getting the response you want.  I am squealing from the heat, begging you, telling you; "I'll never do it again!"

"Too late now my little pantie wearing, cum sucking sissy, we are way past that!"  

The first bead pops in my ass hole, at first  the stainless steel is cool but all too soon the Vick's starts it's warming process. I jerk and groan through the panties.  Each successive bead gets larger as does the sweat beads popping out on my ass along with my head. "AAARRRRRRGGGGGGG!" as the last bead enters my ass.  I feel her hands as she clips a chain on the straight tip of the hook, and you draw my hands up behind my back and cuff them to the chain.  The weight of my arms tug at the anal hook.  The winch spins again and I am being raised up until I am even with her face.  Pulling the panties from my mouth.  

"How does that feel my little fat assed sissy?"

" It burns Mistress, it is really hot please forgive me Mistress. "

"Oh I forgive you, but I am still going to punish you.  You disobeyed me. You showed no respect for my things, no respect for my privacy, and no respect for me.  I do forgive you for your urges, just as I would forgive a dog for messing on the floor but I still rub his nose in it to learn.  You would think after the last time that you would have more restraint!  Do you know what this is?"  

I look and you have a small stainless-steel tube with a series of small beads, just as with the anal hook they went from small to larger as they progressed down the tube at the end a stainless-steel ring.  

"No. Mistress."  You slide it across my lips.  

"My little sissy, this is a penis plug, and guess where this is going!"  

"No Mistress, no please, please no!!!! "

"Don't worry, I'll lube it up as well, we wouldn't want it to hurt you, would we? No Mistress would never seriously hurt you.  But I am going to punish you severely for this little hiccup in your behavior."

She lavished the Vick's on the tube right in front of my face. I can smell the Mentholatum, and I sob again begging for mercy.  The winch turns again this time I am lowered until my cock is about chest high to her.   My flaccid cock is in her fist and the small end of the penis plug is pressed against my little pee hole.

I twist and shake as each bead slides through the entrance, spreading the hole then allowing it to collapse around the small tube.  I scream out as the last bead manages to slip inside the tip.  My breath coming in short gasps as the pain of the spreading subsides and the pain of the heat kicks in.   Sophie attached a small clasp on the exposed ring and pull the cord to a hook on the wall until my cock is jutting straight out.  

"There, that's much better now we can discipline you properly!"  

Her heels click across the floor.    "I will leave you time to reflect as I go change into something more suiting. "

The room goes black. I am left with the burning in my penis and my ass hole.  Left to think about what will come. How long was she gone?  I could not begin to say, but I could smell her aroma in the room before the lights came on.  I batted my eyes focusing on the brightness in the room and on her as she walked toward me. Her tall black boots laced to the knee, Black fishnet stockings with garters and matching belt. Long elbow length gloves set off her creamy skin.  A Teddy of black shiny material that snapped at the crotch and pushed her beautiful breasts up and out. In her hand a short snake's tongue whip.  A vision, a dream as she struts toward me, soon to be a nightmare as her free hand roams over my ass, my thighs, my balls and cock.  

"So you like to play in panties, in my panties.  You are such a little sissy aren't you?"  

The winch runs again and I am lowered till my head is inches from the floor and my ass is waist high to her.  The cord on my penis tightens as I am lowered and pulls me even more.  As her fingers stroke my shaft and her nails rake my hairy sac.  

"I believe this is the culprit that came all over my panties."

The Snakes tongue reaches out and smacks the underside of the exposed cock and the tips circle and spread biting my poor shaft.  I struggle but realize that only serves to tug on my penis plug and my arms jerk on the anal hook.  I cry out.  

"There, there my little sissy, we have only just begun.  Feel free to scream and cry out it seems to send strength to my arm!"

It went on and on the sound of the leather swishing through the air and the stinging of the thin snake's tongue reaching every little part of my exposed cock.  And scream out I did, over and over.  

"Well, I think this little thing has paid for its sins, but I wonder, didn't these have something to do with soiling my panties as well?"  

Her hands caress my balls, gentle at first then more forceful as she pets and separate the twins.   She steps away and returns with a small bottle, and I hear her shaking it into her hands.  

"I think a good coating of Wintergreen oil should set these little bastards on fire, don't you?"

" OHHH "

The wintergreen is so hot on my balls, I feel her breath as she blows across them making them even hotter.  

"I don't even know why you have these; you like to play in my panties so much."  

The leather Snakes tongue bites on my balls softer than the whipping of my cock but attention getting none the less. Finally, she is satisfied with the marks and my responses, and the whip is put away. The whirring of the winch has my face level with hers.   Her fingers wipe away my tears.  

"Oh, is my little sissy crying? Well not as much as you're going to be Princess!  Not as much as  you're going to be."  

I watch her ass sway as she walks away from me and returns with a long black Razor Strop.  

"I am afraid you will be sleeping on your tummy tonight and forget about setting down for a day or two!"  

The winch lowered me again putting my ass in the position best suited for you.  Kerwwwwwwaaap! The Strop caressed both cheeks with equal enthusiasm.  My body jerked and swayed with each swat.  Being spread like I was, the strop was able to get down deep between the cheeks., it felt like someone was setting fireworks off deep in the crack of my ass.

"Please!  Mistress Please I'll be good! I'll be good!"

My promises only seemed to fuel her, and she dished out well over 50 with the Razor Strop.  I am rocking and bobbing and feel that anal hook working deep in my ass, Thank God the cord holding the penis plug was slack, I could only feel a burning tug there off and on.  I hang there, suffering as she ran her nails over the stripes on my ass, the whelps on my cock and the marks on my balls.   Sophie was being so gentle now it is lulling me in a false sense that it is over. A sudden push against my chest and I sway back and there is a tug of the cord, pulling on the penis plug. I whimper and beg you to stop.  

"Oh my God. Please stop Mistress! Please stop!"

She just pushed a tad harder, and I think the first bead is coming out, but it merely spreads my little pee hole and then pops back inside. I screamed, she picked the soiled panties back up and stuffed them in my mouth.

"You will learn, sooner or later not to disobey me!"  

She pushed a little harder and as I sway back the first bead pops free. I have sweat beads popping out on my forehead, and a muffled scream slips from my mouth.

"Now my little sissy you are going to make those beads pop out on their own!"  

She picked up a fresh cut switch and laid it hard across the fronts of my thighs I jerked trying to get away.

"This is all your fault and the only way this switching stops. is when you get your ass moving enough to make those beads pop out! "

The switch starts biting quickly first on my ass then the fronts of my legs, then against the back of my thighs until my body is jerking and spasming enough that I pull against the cord.  I am being well switched. The pain from the switch is making me inflict the other pain, the pain of the beads popping out of my little pee hole. I am jerking for a full minute before I realize the switching has stopped. I see the penis plug laying on the floor and realize it is over, for now!  My breathing slows, I am weak from the discipline I hang there, my sweat dripping on the concrete floor.  I beg you to let me down.

"Please Mistress, please let me down I, I have to pee. Please Mistress don't make me have an accident."

She stepped up with a Mason jar and her hand gripped my cock laying the head inside the jar.

"Pee my little sissy."  

I try to but I am so embarrassed I can't get started.  I feel her teeth against the cheek of my ass as she clamps down. "IIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE." Despite my shame of peeing in front of her I can't hold back and empty myself.   It is so humiliating when she taps the head against the glass getting the last few drops.   Her hands move down to the cuffs, unhooking them from the anal hook but leaving them bound together,  My ass hole feels the tug as the first anal bead pops out and I hold my breath as each and every one is pulled from my dark passageway.   She walks away without a word and I watch her ass sway back and forth.  The lights go out as she tops the stairs and again I am left in the dark, it seems like hours before two of your other servants come back and let me down.  I am so weak I can barely make it to the top of the steps with their help.  I shower and crawl on all fours into your room and take my place on the floor beside her bed.   Her hand slides off the edge of the bed and she pets me.  

"Princess, tomorrow I have a surprise for you, a very, very special surprise.   Now come up here and kiss your Mistress's ass and show her why she should keep you around. OH Yes deeper, deeper get your tongue deeper my pet oh! Oh! yessssssss!"

Part II

My ride in the back seat of Miss Sophie's Limo seemed long and quiet.   I did not know my fate, but I knew it was not going to be a good day for me.  This trip was punishment, or should I say the purpose of this trip was punishment, I had disobeyed Miss Sophie twice before and she had dealt with me in the barn on the second time.  Her buggy whip should have been reason enough not to disobey the third time; it had been a full week before I could set normal let alone walk normal with the whelps rubbing the insides of my thighs with each step.  If Miss Sophie was one thing it was through.  It was at the least a very uncomfortable ride, last night's session with the Razor Strop was refreshed this morning with her Three Tailed Tawse before I was dressed for our trip. The leather elbow cuffs and short leather strap that ran behind my back did little to promote  either movement or comfort.  The leather wrist cuffs finished off any thought of movement as well.  The thick leather blindfold allowed no light, I was completely in the dark except for the thoughts of where was I going and what would happen to me when I got there.  In my right hand was something Miss Sophie had placed in my palm.

"If you drop this or lose this will be the last time I would be allowed in her presence."

I held onto it dearly.  I didn't speak, I was told not to, but along the ride Miss Sophie broke the silence.  

"This is your fault,  I have never had to go this extreme with any of my subjects.  You were warned.  You were disciplined, and yet you repeatedly disobeyed me.  Not just once but a second time as well.  I would have thought the second time in the barn that the buggy whip would have persuaded you to obey.  It did not.  So just remember, this is all your fault."  

The car slowed to a stop and the driver opened the door helping Miss Sophie out the door, I was not treated so gentle as the seat belt was unbuckled and two strong sets of hands pulled me to a standing position outside the limo.  I could feel the softness of Miss Sophie's hands as she placed the collar around my neck and heard the clasp of the leash being attached.  A slight tug had me close to her as we walked from the car.  

"Boy's wait by the car."  

I walked carefully behind Miss Sophie, trusting her to guide me and not let me fall or run into anything. This was not the first time I had been on her leash. The door opened and a young female voice came to my ears.  

"Miss Sophie, we have been expecting you."

We were led down a hall and I could sense thick carpet under my feet, the leash tugged and I stopped, waiting for her next command.  My senses were alert, I knew my punishment was near at hand, I just did not know what it was going to be.  Miss Sophie had always punished me herself or had one of her "other" servants do it while I performed services with my tongue and lips.  I knew this was bad, I wonder now if I had know how bad would I have just asked to be sent away?  A deep rough voice seemed to bellow from the darkness.  

"Good morning Miss Sophie.  So this is the one?"  

"Yes and this is what I want."  

I could hear a paper being unfolded, then a chuckle.  

"Sure Miss Sophie, that will be no problem!"

I could smell Miss Sophie's sweet breath on my face and knew she was close.  

"Remember this is your own fault, you have no one to blame but yourself.  You know my rule, crime=punishment.  You take this well and all will be forgiven."  You step away and simply say "Proceed"  

I feel strong hands as they rip my shirt from my back as another set undoes  my belt and jerks my pants down as well. A steel grip raises first one ankle and then the other allowing my shoes then my pants to be removed.  My mind runs rampant, so scared of what is to happen.  I focus on my hand and remember not to lose my grip on what Miss Sophie gave me.

I feel the grip of steel again, this time on my neck as I am steered forward.  I am forced on a padded bench, my head low, bottom high. My cock and balls dangle just off the pad.  A thick leather strap is brought across my waist and tightened down, my legs are spread and they too now are strapped to a padded area.  I try to picture what I am on and it comes to me that it is a horizontal  St Andrew's cross.

"My Miss Sophie, You have blistered this fat little butt haven't you?"

"Yes and there is more to come when he gets home if he displeases me."

I feel my cheeks being spread and  taped.  I am so exposed, everything is on display it is so humiliating and I don't even know who is in the room or what is about to happen.  I smell alcohol and feel it being applied liberally between the cheeks of my ass.  

"I gave him an enema this morning, you shouldn't have to worry about that problem."  

Even though I am naked and in this most embarrassing position, I find Miss Sophie's remark to be most humiliating and I am ashamed.  

"This is just to stop the chance of infection, Miss Sophie."  

The alcohol soaked rag is rubbed around my pouting anus and it burns a tad.  I only groan knowing better than to cry out.  

"His little ass hole seems swollen Miss Sophie."  

"Yes I would imagine it is, I used a kitchen spatula on it this morning for not asking nicely for his enema.  I had first thought 25 would be enough but the more I thought about it I decided a full 50 was in order."

Another throaty chuckle filled the room.  And then a sharp yelp escaped my lips as an unexpected pain hit my bottom and I realized what I was doing here.  Miss Sophie was having me tattooed. Over and over I felt the needle as the artist went about his work, I focused on the one important thing, the item clutched in my right hand.  I sensed, then smelled Miss Sophie had moved closer,  straddling the bench, her skirt cascading over my head and I felt the closeness of her pussy.  I realize this is making her excited and it is clear she wants me to satisfy her as I am being humiliated.  I stretch my neck and let my nose rest in her furry mound, inhaling her sweet womanhood.  My tongue runs up the side of her right lip and down her left.  I know how she likes it and I do my best to focus on making her happy.  I suck her clit into my mouth, softly holding it with my lips as my tongue spanks it back and forth.  My teeth slightly rub against it as my tongue swirls and darts.   I can almost feel her close her eyes as the tip of my tongue writes my name on the soft walls of her pussy.  I alternate slow, fast, sucking, nibbling, licking, kissing until Sophie has washed my face with her sweet nectar. I continue to lick and suck until all her juices have run into my mouth.   She doesn't move but continues to rock softly against my face as the artist does his work.  It is soothing to me, and the time passes and he is finished.   Sophie admired his work.  

"You always do great work, and I think this is your finest!"  

I hear the snapping of a camera and realize I will probably be in some tattoo artist's  catalog.  I feel a tap on the shoulder.  

"Pay the man."  

I realize I have been holding the payment in my fist all this time.  I open my hand and let it fall into the meaty palm of the artist. I hear the tearing of a wrapper and realize it wasn't a packet of money I was holding but rather a packet of condoms.  I start to scream but your lips are at my ear.  

"Remember my little sweet, crime = punishment.  Scream all you like but it is all your fault. You were the one I caught wearing my panties"  I feel the strong hand of my assailant smacking my fat spread cheeks as Sophie straddles the bench again, this time her sweet little butt hole is nestled against my tongue.  

"Prove you are worthy of going home with me!" You look back at the man standing between my legs.  "Take your payment Sir!  And be sure you get your tip as well! LOL"

I scream as his hands push my cheeks further apart and feel the gigantic tip push my swollen anal lips apart.   Sophie pushes her ass back and my tongue pushes into her sweet little bottom hole.  I feel my ass hole spread and somewhere I black out.  I awake it the car, my arms still bound but my blindfold off, my only piece of clothing is the very panties she caught me playing in.  

Part lll

I am groaning and trying to feel my poor ass with my hands, but they are not in a position to rub what I need to rub the most. My bottom hole is on fire and feels stretched wide open.  The thousands of little pricks the tattoo made hurts to high heaven, but not as much as one big prick he used on me.  I feel so ashamed, so humiliated at what has happened to me.  

"Well Princess, I see you finished your beauty sleep.  Ah does your little Sissy pussy hurt?  I bet it does, Lars is hung like a horse, isn't he?"

I  roll my eyes at her, it was not the response she was wanting!   Her tone  became cold.  

"I asked you a question, Didn't you think he was hung like a horse!"  

"Yes Mistress he was hung like a horse! " My mind went back to what I could remember.   Her tone softened.  

"Tell me, tell me how it felt, Princess!"  

I know you are trying to humiliate me more by calling me that, and it works I feel so ashamed.  

"Mistress, when I heard the wrapper open I knew just what it was, but there was nothing I could do.  He slapped my ass like I was his bitch. (sobbing as I re-live the incident) I could feel the head of his cock as he pushed it up my tight little hole. The way my ass hole burned as he entered me was like nothing I ever felt,  As he slid in deeper I felt every, ridge every vein I was thankful I blacked out before the thickness split me and he bottomed out inside me.  Now it just feels like my poor butt hole is gaping open and on fire Mistress."

You chuckle  "From now on it is your Sissy Pussy not your asshole!   It was a lesson, did you learn anything?"  

"Yes Mistress, but." 

"But what?"  

"But Mistress, why am I wearing your panties now?"

"Because your lesson is not over, Princess."

The limo pulls to a stop by Sophie's front door. and once again I am pulled from the car and brought to my feet.  This time there is a blatant grope and slap of my bottom by the chauffeur, Sophie acted as if she didn't see it but there is a smirk in her face as she clipped the leash to my collar.  At the door her maid took my leash.  

"Take him, bathe him as we discussed and I will be up in a bit. And you, you better behave and do as she says...... Or I will take you back to Lars and leave you for a few days!"

Her evil smile makes me believe I had better be on my best behavior.   

I stand naked in the shower, my hands on the wall as this young girl bathes me. It is so humiliating as she soaps me, making me bend over and spread my cheeks so she can lather up every little nook and cranny. Her giggle when she sees the tattoo reminds me that I have no idea what is back there.  I ask her what it is and she just giggles.  

"If Mistress wants you to know then Mistress will tell you! Now turn around.  Now it is time for your douche, please get on all fours, ass up head down and spread yourself."

"No, no I don't want that no I won't!" 

"Don't make this hard on yourself, just do as I say."  

Again I balk and refuse.  She merely gets up and leaves the bathroom and I start to towel off, thinking I had won this battle, when the door flies open.  

Sophie's eyes are on fire, her heels snapping against the floor and a short black leather strap swings through the air. Behind you is another of your male subjects, Sal.

"Sal, strip and get in the tub and hold this little Sissy while she finishes washing this fucking Cunt!".  "What the fuck are you thinking!"  

The short leather strap in her hand is striking everywhere, my arms legs, back, thighs and crotch.  I am screaming begging you to stop.

"Please Mistress stop, stop I'll do it! I'll obey!"

"Just who the fuck is in charge here?"  

I am yelping and yelling at the top of my lungs that:   "You are Mistress! You are!"

But the strap keeps flying hitting anywhere and everywhere.  Sal grabs me pulling me into the tub, pinning my arms behind my back, forcing my face in his lap.  His manhood is rubbing against my cheek and my nose is buried in his thick pubic hair.  

"Hold that little bitch while I give him a good reason to cry!"  

That reason came in the form of a soapy bottle brush you push into my sore tender bottom.  My screams are muffled as my face is pulled into Sal's crotch. In and out, in and out, over and over you punish me with the bristles of that bottle brush finally you slide the long thick nozzle up that sore, tender hole and let the concoction do its work..  The worn out muscles in my bottom do little to keep the enema inside and I am flushed as quickly as I was filled.  Sal's cock is swelling up as it lies against my cheek, hardening from my struggles. He holds me tight as I am rinsed clean only releasing me at Mistress's command.  

"Take him and bend him over the bed. I struggle but he holds me down pinning one leg with his own and holding my neck in place.  The next feeling is something hot being applied between the crack of my ass, on my balls and down my legs.

"Sugar, you want to prance around in my panties, you are going to look the part!"

Strips of hot wax are ripped from my body taking every manly hair with them.  I yelp and squeal, struggle and twist to no avail. My whole backside is stripped of hair.  

"Turn him over!"  

I kick and squirm not wanting to feel that pain around my tender cock area.  

"You lay still or I swear I will have Sal set on your face as I do this!"  

I stop squirming  immediately, not liking the thought of Sal's hairy ass hole nestled against my lips.  A wicked grin is on her face as I calm down and she knows once again she has won.  First my chest and arms are freed of any hair.  A electric razor is produced and a major part of my pubic hair is removed.  More hot wax, more screaming and sobbing and I am almost hairless.  I open my eyes and see you standing with a straight razor inches from my cock.

"Now hold still dear, unless you want to make this sissy thing permanent!"  

I hold extremely still as her fingers swiftly etch around down there.  

"There let him stand up.  Look at yourself in the mirror."

OMG I am completely hairless except I have a short crop of hair carved into the shape of a perfect heart.  

"Now Princess, let's finish you up for the party tonight. "

Over the next hour I sat in front of the big mirror as she and her maid slathered me with perfume, makeup, a wig, and as you said, "Fuck me red" lipstick. Her maid slides the black fishnet stockings up my legs and snaps them to the garter.  

"I am going to teach you a lesson about playing in my panties my little Sissy!"  

You are slipping a short black dress on me as you speak.  

"And I am going to pull your naughty panties down in front of all my guests and give you a good old fashion spanking"  

The black panties with the white trim are pull up my legs and when I stand, they damn near show, the dress is so short.

"There now, you go with Samantha and get the dining room ready while I get myself ready, and my little sissy you better not mess up one little item or you will live to regret it!"

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Part lV

My duties became clear; I was to be a servant for Mistress's party.  I was dressed in a most revealing maid's outfit, with the makeup of a hooker, complete with the "Fuck me Red" lipstick.  My male part was pulled back toward my crack and taped down; it was clear I would be doing my 'business' setting down.  It was a good thing I had strong ankles, the tall high heels Mistress supplied, well it was all I could do not to fall.  I had helped set the drawing room up so I knew there would be few guests tonight, if nothing else that comforted me somewhat.  The room was warm and inviting, a stone fireplace on one end, the other a giant flat screen TV that filled the entire wall.  Both sides were decked out with plush leather seating areas capable of 6 people to a side.  In the center, between the sitting areas, a short wide table the length of the sitting area.  Heavy dark wood, a leather padded top, it didn't appear at a useful height to set your drinks.  I was to find out later it was more of a stage that a coffee table.

I opened the door for the guest, curtsying as I was instructed, trying not to make eye contact.  It was easy to see this was my Mistress's closer friends, her BDSM friends.  Some I knew, some I didn't.  Each Master or Mistress had at least one subject with them.  I led them to the drawing room watching the tops make themselves comfortable as their subjects knelt, ready to do whatever bidding they wanted.  Drinks were served to the tops and the fireplace cackled setting the mood of the evening.  The lights dimmed a tad as Sophie entered the room. Dressed in black, tall black boots, dark stockings,  a shiny black teddy disappeared  into a mid length sexy skirt. All eyes on her as she entered the room, her body eluded sex her statue eluded power. One Mistress was not amused that her little subbie watched,  mouth open  and drooling.  A back handed crop across his mouth put his attention back on his own Mistress.  

"I have asked you all here tonight to enjoy some drinks, some friendship and to observe the disciplining of one of my subjects."  She snapped her fingers and I came to her side and knelt in front of her.

"Crawl, crawl up on the bench Princess  and tell my friends what you were caught doing."  

I am so embarrassed but there is no way out. All eyes are on me as I describe being caught masturbating in Mistress's panties while wearing a pair of her panties and while holding yet another pair to my nose.  The looks from Sophie's friends were disdainful and harsh.  The looks from their subjects were more of pity.  

"Stand my little Princess and lets watch this little movie with my friends."  

Suddenly the big screen lit up and showed me blindfolded, being led down a hall.  I knew in an instant it was from the tattoo parlor even though I had never seen it.  They all watched as I was striped and spread, attached to the bench.  My ass spread, my poor spanked ass hole there for all her friends to see. My balls and cock dangling.  They watched as Lars did his work.  The camera zoomed in to the finished tattoo.  A dark ring circled my ass hole, a larger ring circled that one and words in script were between the rings.

"This Pussy property of MS Sophie"

Finally, I knew what had been written. The soft chuckling of the Doms & Dommes filled the room.  And then the most embarrassing part, Lars taking the package from my hand and opening it.  Rolling the condom over his huge thick cock.   Muffled screams could be heard as the head of his cock spread the cherry in front of him. More screams as it pushed past my puckered hole.  A scream came from my lips as he smacked my ass and pushed the head in.  Begging your mercy as he grabbed my hips and thrust forward. Groans replaced the inaudible words and moans as I passed out.  The buggering lasted an eternity or just a matter of minutes as Lars pounded into me finally grunting and falling upon my back.  The camera zoomed in, catching forever his deflated cock as it slid from my gaping hole.  Lars removed the condom and wiped his cock off on the inside on my legs.  The TV went blank for an instant before the scene before me was duplicated on the screen.  A large wedge was brought and laid on the table and I was bidden to crawl over it.   Sophie's hands ripped the thin fabric of the panties from my ass and the short skirt was flipped on my back and tucked into the waistband.  I looked to the screen and saw my own ass framed in the leggings from the garter belts. A long black Tawse dangled from Her fingers as she stepped up to my side.

"Princess, reach to the sides of the table and grip those rings, prepare yourself for a long hard strapping, and do not let go!"  

I did as ordered, and looking to my right I could see a small blond girl sucking on her Master's cock.  Turning my head slightly, the vision of another woman, her head between her Mistress's legs as she lapped slowly against a shaven pussy.  The first taste of the Tawse caught just above the knees as the end snapped inside my left leg. I gripped the table tightly. I tried to focus on the cock sucking and pussy licking going on around me as Sophie made me pay for my crimes.  Crime and punishment, crime and punishment as she wase beating that into my ass.  I knew why I was being punished.  The strapping continued and I looked to the screen and watched as the Tawse rose and fell, I watched my ass jump and my legs kick. I watched as the other Masters and Mistresses were pleasured by their subjects but mostly, I watched Sophie's eyes sparkle as she wielded the Tawse.  Finally, the strapping was over and I was commanded me to lift my head.   Her skirt now gone and a huge strap-on jutted out from her hips.  A large bulbous head and a thick, rough shaft bounced in front of my face.  

"Open up Princess, I want to see your Fuck me Red lipstick smeared from the base to the tip!"  

My lips caressed the head, and I fought back the gag reflex as I took it into my mouth. A sharp smack on my ass and I took even more of the shaft. Someone, some man was hand spanking my ass.  Spanking, squeezing, fondling and still I sucked harder, harder with each slap on my ass until I had my red lipstick at the base of her dildo.  I felt the shaking of the rod as if I woke it up and the thumping deep in my throat as her toy spewed forth squirt after squirt of a cum like substance.  As she released my head and it slipped from my lips trails of cum strung from my lips to the head.  I could feel that, but I could also see it on the big screen.  My jaws were so sore, they had been stretched so wide.  I was concentrating on the ache when I felt you behind me.  

"Raise your ass Princess, higher.  Good girl, now you are going to back up here and fuck yourself on my cock."  

I whined: "No Please no." 

"You can do this for your Mistress or I promise you I will let everyone of the Master's here have a shot at  

your pussy and your mouth and you will suck them until they are hard for seconds!"  

Crying, I start pushing back, the large head greased with my own saliva popped inside my sore hole.   Sophie's fingers toy with my hips and I slid back more. I am fully impaled by the big cock.  I grunt and groan from the thickness.  

"Work that boy pussy! Come on you little slut, you know you want it!"  

I start slamming back against it, the cock vibrating, the shaft rubbing my ass raw.  I am watching myself on the screen, watching the others as well.  One Mistress is riding a dildo jutting out from her Bitches mouth as she spanks her pussy with her belt.  The little blonde is choking down her Master's load of cum, and there on the screen is Sophie's princess riding her big shaft.   Her fingernails stroke my cock until I explode and collapse on the table.   Sophie draws out slowly and the camera catches the trail of fake cum dribbling out of my boy pussy.  I struggle to my feet and with her guidance make it to your room. As I sink to the foot of your bed, a kiss on my cheek lets me know the punishment has finally fit the crime and I am again in your good graces.  I collapse, wore out, sore and still in my sissy clothes as I fall asleep, as I watch her walk back to the party.   

THE END

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