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	She felt the blindfold soft against her skin yet held firmly in place blocking out all that was around her. She felt the large red ball gag muffling her cries and humiliating her. She struggled to swallow, the spittle dripping from her mouth running and down her chin Straining her ears she could hear faint noises but not make them out, the sound of her own blood running through her veins dominated her ears as the headphones placed over her ears blocked out the world beyond. All she could smell was lavender, the sweet relaxing smell. “I wont control of all of your senses” Her Master had told her as he gently rubbed a small amount of lavender oil under her nose. Sarah was laying on her back, her arms and legs chained to the four corners of the large Medieval iron bed. The chain attached to soft leather cuffs felt good, restraining her open and ready for her Master. Her movement restricted, her senses blocked, her vulnerability making her heart race faster she felt her breasts enlarge as her nipples responded to her situation. Her juices started to glisten in her exposed position. There was no way of hiding just how horny she was feeling. “This is not about you, this is not for you” Her Masters voice cold and steady made her slow her breathing. Then she realises it is coming via the headphones. She could hear his breath on the microphone, slow and steady. She felt a pinch on her nipples and arched her body elated by the fist sexual touch of the session. Her Master kept hold of them, not too tight but maintaining the pinch. “This is all about Me enjoying your pain, you are a slut and only good for one thing, taking pain” As the words were delivered coldly into her ears, the nipples were twisted and pulled hard and sharp. She felt the pain running through her body into her head but also down to her clit. His words rang in her ears, as her muffled cries could escape past the gag. “Not just a little pain you slut, but total pain.” Her nipples were now burning as he twisted and pulled on them. Her mind screamed for them to be released, her body moving against her restraints, but there is no release the twisting and pulling continues as the voice low and calm keeps talking to her. “Slut I can smell your sex, you are loving this, your muffled cries say stop but the glisten of your wet fanny says more. Tart, that is all you are a slag only wanting to be fucked and fondled, well today you will be hurt and used and abused.” As the nipples were released so the voice goes quiet. She relaxes breathing in the lavender, fighting to bring her breathing back under control. There is no gentle rub or soft touch of her Masters hand only the blood flowing back into the abused nipples and the sound of her Masters slow calm breathing in her ears. Cold metal on her belly, chain, then the pinch of a clamp first on the left nipple then on the right. “Yes slut, Clover clamps” before she had time to work out which of the chained clamps had been placed on her tender nipples, the cold voice announced it and the sharp pull on the chain made them bite hard on her nipples, emphasised that the cruel Clover clamps would give her no mercy. “Your nipples are pathetic. No one would want to caress them or stroke them. Your nipples, slut, are only good for one thing. PAIN.” She knew in her mind that this was not true, she knew that for months her Master had caressed her body telling her how beautiful, it was how much he desired it, yet his cold words slowly told her a different story. The chain from the clover clamp was pulled once more. The pain as the clamps tightened ripped through her body. The voice was still calmly talking in her ears. “Your nipples are miss shaped and too large, you think because you have big tits that men would want you. Well you are wrong slut your tits are pathetic just like you” She wondered where he has attached the chain as her nipples are pulled from her body and the chain is not touching her. “You stink you slut, I can smell your juices running from you, you are loving this pain, any normal woman would not take this but you are loving it. You are a painslut a tart, a whore. No good for anything other than taking pain, and you will take pain, you will take the pain I will give you and there is no safeword or no way out, you will take what I give you. You are nothing to me but a body to take what I want to give” His cold cruel words were running around in her head mingling with the pain from her nipples as she became aware of just how wet she was between her legs. Then she feels his hands moving swift and expertly as one after another pegs are attached to her breasts. Round and round each peg pinching her soft skin pulling at her ample breasts heightening the pain. As her Master works she hears his slow steady breath in her ears. Not fast and sharp like someone aroused but slow and steady like someone at rest. “That better your tits look as they should.” His voice is sharp, bringing her back from the world she was going to, the pain from the pegs and clamps the stillness from the blindfold mixing with the sweet lavender and the slow steady sound of his breath allowing her time to drift into submission, acceptance of the pain, of her position. Her breath was slowing, her body starting to float as the pain washed over her. “You ugly bitch, stop enjoying this its not for you” a sharp hard slap lands between her legs. She is no longer relaxed, her breath is hard and fast. Before she can work out that her Master is using a crop on the soft flesh between her legs it lands once more sending a shock wave through her body. “You are so wet, you slut. The pain from your tits is turning you on.” His voice is harsh but steady “No floating off for you slag. You will be with me and the pain for the whole of the journey” Again the crop lands on her pussy. “You will feel every pinch and every slap like it is the first you have ever had. You are here for me to enjoy, for me to use as I feel like. You are a ugly tart, a whore. If I wanted to give you away no one would take you. Take it you slut” As the words flowed into her ears the crop rained down on her cunt, the juices glistening between her legs hard short sharp slaps, sending it pink and burning with pain. She pulled against her restraints, her body writhed, rising and falling with each stroke of the crop. Her muffled cries did not escape past the ball gag but her saliva runs down her chin and neck. “I need to see inside you cunt” The voice is slow and cold. She feels her Masters fingers working on the fleshy lips between her legs. Pegs being placed along each side. The pinch on her already tender large lips send pain screaming in her mind yet at the same time waves of sexual pleasure to her clit. His voice continues at the same cool calm level spilling out verbal abuse. “Your cunt can only give pleasure through taking pain, that is all it is good for, you are nothing but a piece of flesh to be used in whatever way I want to. You are a slut and that is why you take it, you know you are good for nothing, you know you have to be grateful for any attentions you get because you are a dirty slag not good for anything else.” Her mind and her heart knew this all to be wrong but in her vulnerable position the words echoed around her head. Maybe that was all she was good for, good only to take the pain. She felt him use duct tape to attach the pegs on her outer lips to her thighs. Normally the sound of tape being pulled off a roll would send shivers though her body but she did not hear it, today all she heard was the abuse of her Masters cold evil voice and his slow steady breathing. “That's better slut, you’re open for me to use as I wish. Your fat ugly outer cunt moved out of the way. I hope the pain from the pegs is excruciating. As that is all you will get today, as that is all you deserve.” She felt a pull on the clover clamps and the pegs on her swollen pulsating breasts flicked awaking any numbness that had formed and bringing the pain back to its fullness. “We don’t want your tits to feel left out do we slut. Your tits are as pathetic as your cunt. Both only good for taking pain, both only good for being abused.” Then just the slow steady sound of his breathing. She felt a pain through her breasts, her nipples screaming out in pain, her outer labia pinched and pulled back hard against her thighs. She breathed in the lavender trying hard to relax, trying hard to allow herself to go to the safe place of submission. She forced her mind to say to herself that she was not a slut she was not the things that her Master had called her and yet the pain and the now the stillness of the room only intensified everything he had said. She was taking the pain she was vulnerable, maybe she was a slut and maybe he had only been grooming her up until, now maybe she was only fit for this. All the doubts she had about herself, that she had had those 9 months previous when she had first met her Master started flooding back. Was he still there? She could hear his breathing through the headphones but that must be a recording. He could not be talking the way he was and doing the things he was doing to her. She thought about it, the pain making her thinking fuzzy, no she had not heard the chain or the crop via the headphones only his voice, it was a recording. Maybe he had left her abandoned her tied this way. How long had it been since he had touched her? She had a fear of being left while tied up and her Master knew this. He would not do this to her, but he had never called her a slut before, he had never told her she was pathetic and only good to take his pain. Her breathing started to become struggled as the fear of being abandoned mixed with the pain. She struggled against her restraints struggling to make her sounds reach beyond the ball gag. Tears stung her eyes. She was scared, she did not want to be alone. Then a finger touched her belly. She stopped still. Just a very gentle touch. Just enough to reassure her he was still there. But the slow breathing remained in her ears and the stillness engulfed her. The pain biting into her breasts and between her legs as her juices dripped down showing anyone who could see her, despite all that was happening, she was as horny as hell. “Don’t worry slut I have not left you YET” His voice hissed in her ears. “I have not finished enjoying you yet. Maybe then I will leave you here alone until I want to abuse you again.” Her Master knew her well, he knew what buttons to push to send fear though her and yet the gentle touch on her belly had told her just when she needed it that he was still there, or was that touch just her imagination? “Time to Move you legs slut, I need to get to your dirty arse hole.” She felt the tension on her legs relax. She could have kicked out tried to free herself but she did not, instead she tried to concentrate on slowing her breathing. She tried to pull in the smell of the lavender to help her relax but she found it hard as the pain in her mind mixed with the pain between her legs and the throbbing of the breasts. Her legs had been attached to a spreader bar as she realised when she could not move them together. She felt them being lifted up, higher then what was comfortable making her bottom lift slightly off the bed. “That’s much better slut now I can get to you dirty arsehole and do whatever I wish to it. Remember slut you are here for me to abuse, you are here for me to take as I wish. You gave me your submission, remember, you said you would do anything for me. Well now you are, you are MY piece of meat to do with as I please, you are nothing more than that. I do not love you I only use you and abuse you” Out of all the words those struck her heart and tears flowed unseen behind the blindfold. How could he not love her? For all these months they had built up a closer more loving relationship than she had ever known, a love that she thought only happened in books. Her heart crying in pain as much as her breasts she tried to focus on the truth, she tried to bring her mind back to reality but the words in her ears continued to abuse her and kept the pain her body was suffering acute, not allowing her to drift into her wonderful world of submission. “Your arse needs filling slut, you love to take it up the arse so lets see just how much you arse can take”. His words cold, she thought back to a time when he had said he was going to fist her arse. He had laughed at the look of total shock on her face and he had cuddled her and told her he would never do anything to her that she was not ready to take but today it was different, she was just a piece of meat for him to use and abuse. She felt a cold touch of lubricant on her exposed hole and then the slow steady push as something was pushed inside. “Take it up the arse, you arse loving slut, You are an arse lover, you eat away at mine like you have never tasted anything so good” Her cheeks flush as she remembered the first time she rimmed her Master and how submissive it made her feel performing this act on him. Its true she had grown to love doing this but it was for Him not for her. The words continued. “You would eat any arse put in front of you and that is what you will be doing soon, eating other peoples arse holes under order from me and you will do it because I own you. You are my arse licking little whore you will be given to others for them to use and abuse and I will watch and enjoy your pain.” The words ringing in her ears humiliated her and yet excited her. The fear of them being true made the tears flow and her heart cry out for them to stop. She felt the plug slip into place in her arse and then a slow steady pressure as the plug was pumped up. At first she did not realise what it was but then she remembered looking at the inflatable butt plugs on line a few weeks earlier. Master had bought one and it was now being pumped up filling her arse. ”You arse slut your arse is so big I don’t think this will fill it even when pumped up to its full size, you are a total arse slut.” Her arse felt full, her breasts ached but the pain between her legs as the pegs got pulled with each micro movement she made screeched out to her. But it was the pain in her heart and head that was sending her, not into the normal warm calm floating sub space but into a buzzing electric place one, where she was alive, every inch of her body seemed to be extra sensitive to every touch, the pain seemed to scream harder than she had ever taken before and yet she knew she had taken this and much more in the past. She wanted it to stop and yet she wanted it to carry on. She wanted to submit to anything and everything she wanted to be her Masters piece of meat, she wanted to be His pain slut. Where was he taking her? Her whole body was racing, longing to be pushed further. As the words reached her ears she felt her Masters fingers dive deep into her cunt. “You are so wet you slut you are begging for this” His fingers worked hard and fast pushing in and out of her soaking wet pussy, splashing her juices over his hand and wrist as her breathing quickened, her groans of pleasure tried to push pass the invasive ball gag dripping with her spit. He worked on her, in and out sending sexual waves throughout her body. All the time his voice was talking to her. “You slut you love it, the more pain I give you the wetter you get, you want this so bad you want to be fucked you want to come. You are a slut and a whore. You are soaking wet, your cunt is so loose I can hardly touch the sides. You have been taken by so many men you can not satisfy one now, you have to have your arse filled to make your cunt hole tight enough.” His cruel words continued but instead of tears flowing from the hurt she now drank them up. Yes she was a whore maybe her cunt was to loose, maybe she was only good for taking pain.” Her body rocked as his fingers worked on her the pegs holding back her lips snapping off every now and then sending a sharp pain straight to her clit. Mini orgasms like butterflies floated on her clit and pulsated through her body. Then it stopped. Stillness and silence just the sound of his breathing. Slow clam and steady. Her breathing still fast her body still wanting more she let out a moan of longing but the gag did not let it past. Then His hand slowly and expertly reattached the pegs that had come off her outer lips and roughly re-taped them to her thighs. His fingers flicked the pegs on her breasts and pulled on the chain to the clover clamps, reigniting the pain running through her body. Her breathing slowed turning more to gasps as the passion subsided and the pain once more took over. Then stillness again and just the sound of her Master breathing in her ears. “You think you have had enough?” his voice seemed colder than ever “well I have just started, your tits look wonderful, so red and swollen in pain. That is just how they should be whore. And your arse is full; I think you will wear a butt plug all the time from now on. And your cunt is open and ready for abuse. You want me to play with this don’t you?” His fingers brushed on her clit. Her body pushed up against the touch as much as the restraints would allow but the touch was gone in a whisper. “Ok slag you get your request I will play with your pathetic clit, Remember today is all about taking pain so your clit can take a good beating with the crop.” His words did not get time to settle in as the first stroke of the crop landed on her clit. Her body rocked against her restraints as a second then a third stroke hit hard on target. She felt his hand holding onto her leg as he took aim each time. Over and over his words cold and calculating in her ears. “Take it slut, you love it, your clit is crying out for the pain. Your clit is pathetic as is the rest of you, you are only good for taking my pain to being used and abused. You will never be fucked again you will only get orgasm through pain, take it you slut take every bit of the pain I enjoy giving you” Yes Master ran through her head as each new abusive sentence seeped into her mind via the headphones. Yes Master I am only here for you to abuse I am only fit to be your pain slut. Then the slapping of the clit stopped and a clamp was attached. The pain seared through her body. She rocked hard begging inwardly for it to stop and yet the juices ran down her legs and her mind said “thank you Master”. “The more pain I give you slut the more your juices run, you are a total pain slut.” His words rang in her ears as his fingers worked fast attaching more pegs to her body along her inner thighs, along her arms pinching hard at her soft flesh. With each peg a new scream ran through her body and straight to her clit. “You will never escape this pain it will be with you always, you are a cunt nothing more than a cunt for me to take and do with as I want to, to give away to anyone I feel like giving you to, I will watch and laugh as others have you, giving you pain beyond your worst nightmare” Her body aches with the pain as a peg is attached to her ear lobes and over the top of her ears but her mind does not cry out for it to stop. “More Master give me more of your wonderful pain, I submit to you totally I would serve anyone you gave me, to I would take anything and everything for you. I am your painslut, your cunt I give all to you to use and abuse” The final pegs placed on each nostril make her whole body scream out in pain, and yet she is totally in submission, longing for more not knowing where the pain now comes from just knowing it is in her head and in her groin. “Take the pain slut take everything I give you, You take this because you are unworthy of anything, more you are less than a dog, you are lower than a worm, you are only good as long as you are able to take what I give you and accept the pain and the torture. you are ugly, you are useless, you are pathetic, you are unable to receive any love other than the love of pain” as his words ate into her so does the thin sharp cane along the back of her thighs, held high in the air, across her buttocks catching the butt plug still in place, Short hard strokes bringing white welts surrounded with red angry skin. His words reached a harder and colder level as the cane cut into her flesh “You will never know love, you will only take pain, you will do only as you are told because you nothing more than a piece of arse for me to do with as I like. You are a slut, a whore not fit to be allowed to breath the same air as others, you will crawl on the ground like a worm, you will eat your food off the floor, you will sleep in a cage and you will take pain whenever I wish to abuse you, You are nothing you are the lowest of the low.” The pain throughout her body is now one, each stroke of the cane only adding to the longing in her groin, her clit numb from the clamp yet crying out for more pain, for a release from the her sexual longing and His words go straight to her heart and her mind is crying out, longing for her Master to hear her words. ”Yes Master I am yours to do with as you wish, I submit to you totally and I know my place. I will gladly crawl and eat off the floor, as long as I am yours and you will give me your gift of pain. More Master, please give me more”. As if her Master could hear her longings he turned his attentions to her swollen abused breasts and using the cane started to take off the pegs. With each sharp stroke the cane took off a peg and landed a short sharp stroke on her delicate flesh. All the pegs on her breasts are removed this way and then those along her thighs and arms. The strips of tape holding the pegs from her labia onto her thighs are pulled sharply removing the pegs in two sharp strokes. All the time his voice abuses her. ”Take it slut, take the pain and enjoy it as it will be the only thing you will ever get from me. Pain is all you are fit for, take it and know what you are a piece of rotten meat, a pathetic excuse, not worthy of anything other than pain and humiliation” “Yes Master, Yes More Sir, please give me more I need your pain, I need to submit, it is all I am good for”. The cane stops and the pegs from her ears and nose are removed. Now only the clover clamps on her nipple and the clamp on her clit pinch into her skin. The inflatable butt plug still fills her arse. Her mind is adrift, her body is one burning pulsating pain. His voice never lets up. “Slut, tart whore, only good for me to abuse, only fit to take pain”. Her body rocks against her restraints, her mind flowing in submission then the pain run through her as the nipple clamps are pulled off her tortured nipples. The pain is so intense she screams into the gag, her body convulsing in pain, the voice now has an edge of pleasure to it “That’s it slut take it, that is what you are there, for total pain. You will orgasm to the pain. You will come from the pain you will take it and love it and want it, you are a slut and now you will feel total pain” The clamp is removed from the clit and the intense pain as the blood flows back in, is almost more than she can take, but her Master's finger is on the swollen clit and working it. Her body rocks as juices spurt from her cunt and orgasm takes hold of her body. “Good girl, you have done so well, I love you and you will always be my beautiful submissive.” Slowly she is released, the restraints taken off her ankles and wrists, the gag removed and the dribble wiped from her chin and neck, the headphones now telling her how wonderful she has been are removed and her Masters recorded voice is taken over by his live voice. “You were wonderful, How are you feeling” There was genuine concern in his voice, his breathing now rapid and not slow and calculating like on the tape. She smiles and her small weak voice simply answers “good, thank you Master” As he removed the blindfold she looks into his smiling eyes, his face shows signs of the work he has carried out, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, but his face shows no signs of the harsh words he had spoken. “Good, I love you my submissive, I hope I did not push you to far” she smiles up at him and shakes her head. All the cruel humiliating words and all the doubts she had disappear as he takes her in his arms. ”I think I’m going to fuck you now while that new butt plug is in place. Or would you rather it removed and we make love” She looks away shyly spotting a page of numbers and prompts in large print taped to the wall next to the tape player. Now she understands how he knew what to do and when. “Fuck me Master, take me hard and fast, I am your slut”

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