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"99, 100" A heavy thud indicated that Master had dropped his flogger on the floor. He placed his hand over only mouth and began to nuzzle my neck. "Good slave, go on let the tears out"
I had been subjected to a two hours of prolonged punishment each night for the last ten days. I was breathing heavily and wanted to both push him away and bring him physically closer, and loose myself in his leather covered body. As he unsecured me from his St Andrew's cross the blood rushed back into my hands as did the pain from the five whacks administered to each hand earlier in the session. He turned me round, took the left one in his and blew on the gently. He had a stern look on his face, but there was a hint of warmth and kindness in his eye.
I think you have learned your lesson. Haven't you ? "Yes Master" He slapped my arse, my sharp intake of breath made him laugh. "Have a shower, and then go to the lounge"
I spent five minutes kneeling in front of his sofa, waiting for him to arrive, I could feel the welts from the last ten days on my back. A cough signalled Master's approach, I kowtowed, my forehead touching the floor. Master tapped my head with the toe of his boot, I lifted my head slightly and kissed it. He then pulled my chain gently, so I returned to a kneeling position. He took out a cigar from his mouth lifted up a glass of red wine, "Cheers" He placed the glass down and tapped his knee. "Up I crawled up on to the sofa and lay my head on his lap .
He rubbed my head "the hairs coming back, do we need to think about getting you another shave" I remained silent lost in the heady aroma of cigar smoke and leather. It had been a month since he had last shown me such kindness. I didn't want to spoil my mood by speaking. "Open your mouth" I turned so the back of y head was against his lap, by now there was a large ball of ask at the tip of his cigar. I smiled, and opened, and watched as it fell off the gar into my mouth. The ash was hot and burned slightly, it felt good.
Master ignored me for much of the next couple of hours, as he watched a film on Netflix, only occasionally indicating that I was to swallow the next offering of ash. Occasionally I would move a twinge of pain would shoot through my body, causing me to think of what had led me to such a sustained period of punishment
It could be summed up in one word. Wanking.
Daz and Dan had been regular visitors, Dan was become more comfortable in his role as a Dom, and was determined that Daz would totally and willingly submit to him, in a similar way that I had to Master. Daz was still resisting the urge to finally give in and call his colleague Master, and although he showed deference by using Sir, it was I could tel a struggle.
One night I had been summoned from my room, I'd been denied food since breakfast I was expecting the usual order to clean out Daz arse, meaning my main meal that day could easily have been a mix of cum, lube and arse juice. Instead I was greeted by the sight of a strait-jacketed , gagged and blindfolded Daz, drool and spit was dripping from his mouth on the floor beneath him. His cock was hard and erect.
Master held a crop in his hand and drew it along the length of the hard shaft. "Thingy here will be leave with his cage locked tonight. You are going to help him cum for what could be the last time. How long it takes is in your hands, or should I say your mouth, faSt, or slow I don't care, but just think how humiliating it is for him that his last ejaculation is down to you.
I didn't say a word, but crawled over and took Daz's dick in my mouth. The girth and length made me instantly gag. Master laughed, and indicated to Dan that we should be left alone. As my tongue worked his shaft Daz started to buckle resisting my attempts to swallow his dick. I was determined to swallow his cum, for the first time since I met Master I felt some semblance of control. I grabbed his balls, and as my mouth took in the whole length of his dick I pulled them down. I wanted to tell him he's thank me for this , as his power could have easily have decide to lock him up without one final release. The guttural noises coming from his gag was turning me on, my own dick was hard. I continued to play with is organ every now and then I moved back to look at it, it was going be a shame that it would be locked up but slaves needed to learn that their dicks were secondary, and of little importance. My saliva coated the shaft , glistening and dripping, almost as much as the saliva from Daz's gagged mouth. I hadn't felt so animalistic and horny for some time. A couple more minutes and I knew he would explode filling my mouth with his jazz.
"Stop that now" I was roughly pulled from Daz's dick What the fuck do you think you are doing. Master pushed my hands away from my dick. "Who gave you permission to touch that?" I had got so excited I had been wanking."I fell on to the ground, and kissed Masters boots. He pulled me up by my chain collar, Dan was locking away Daz's dick. As he closed the lock, he addressed he former colleague. "Sorry mate, you lost your chance to cum there" He released the gag and blindfold, even as he blinked recovering from an hour or so in darkness he looked at me with anger in his eyes. I wanted to say sorry, but knew it would mean nothing.
Ten minutes later, Dan and his slave left, Daz still glowering at me, Dan however bent down and said "Thanks mate"
Master looked at me. You have chalked up a lot of punishment , a lot. I was going to start giving you more freedom to roam the house, but you are confined to that room for the next ten days, You will only be let out for your punishment everything else will take place in there, eating sleeping, pissing and shitting, and for now i'm going to keep that thing locked away too, I obviously cant trust you even when its early worth playing with.
The ten days dragged, stuck in that room, only seeing Master when he came to feed me, and collect me for my punishment. I was pleased after the third day when he took away the container I had to shit in, the smell was becoming unbearable, but I knew he was doing that now for my comfort but his. The piss however was just emptied on to my mattress making it increasingly damper and smellier. Now however I was lying against his leather covered legs, feeling clean after my shower, and being useful as the ash from his second cigar fell into my mouth.
Master rubbed my chest, and belly the sensation of his heavy leather covered hands made me turn briefly towards his groin as I took a deep breath of leather. Do you understand why I punished you? Yes, Master I replied as I watched his hand cup the cage that covered my locked dick. "Will you wank again without permission?" "No master I replied. "Not even if it means you get a punishment session that you desperately want" He lifted his eyebrow, before I had change to respond his extinguished his cigar just above my left nipple His gloved had quickly covered my mouth to stifle my scream. "Sshhh now, smell that leather"