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Only a story! (But I wish!)
Posted:Apr 15, 2016 6:16 am
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2019 1:52 am
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THE PRESENT

Tara woke with a start.
It was her mobile that had woken her which meant only one thing – her bigcock Master Steve was ringing her. As she fumbled to answer it she noticed the time on display, a few minutes shy of 7 am. A thrill coursed through her as she knew that if He was ringing at this time it probably meant that He was going to visit her very soon and there was every chance that He would want to fuck her with His gorgeous big, hard cock. She finally found the button to reply and pressed it, immediately hearing His strong, manly deep tones say, “Be ready at 8”. With that He rang off.
After switching on the bedside lamp she leapt out of bed and, slipping on a pair of very high-heeled mules, tottered towards the shower. On the way she filled the kettle and prepared a cup of tea for when she emerged from her ablutions. The shower water heated quickly for once, so she donned her shower cap, not wanting to be fussed with drying her already clean hair, and stepped in. She soaped her now shapely body, hips and bum accentuated by the intake of hormones over a long period and small but prominent breasts with her gorgeously elongated and thickened nipples achieved through daily pumping and stretching with weights and each nipple pierced with a heavy titanium ring. Her clitpole was firmly encased in her chastity cage with a urethral probe inserted and her Prince Albert, a small but effective version, padlocked to the end of the cage to hold everything firmly in place. Her cunt was likewise filled with a very large buttplug that was taped in place to avoid it slipping out during the night, although she now tore off the tape as she was fully capable of exerting her anal muscles to keep it in place while she was awake. Her hands with those long red nails soaped carefully all over her body, over the area on her groin that was tattooed with the words “Property of Master Steve” and an arrow pointing to her clitpole, round to the back which was similarly tattooed, though this time the words read “Master Steves Fuckhole” and her cunt was ringed with a barbed wire tattoo, on one of her bumcheeks was a large transsexual symbol coloured in blue and magenta, soaping right down to her feet, which also had painstakingly painted nails to match the colour of her fingernails. She rinsed the soap from her body and left the shower, removing her shower cap to reveal long, platinum blonde hair and grabbing a large towel to dry herself as she went to the sink where she brushed her teeth and carefully shaved her face. She was confident that all other body hair was non-existent as she had conducted a long session the previous night.
That done she tottered on her heels to the small kitchen where she poured some tea and thought about what preparations remained. Sipping the tea she crossed to her wardrobe taking out some skimpy lingerie and clutching it crossed to the small dressing table with a large mirror and covered with make-up.
She pulled on the seamed FF nylons with the Manhattan heels and attached them to a 20 strap suspender, taking time to ensure straight seams as Master Steve would no doubt inspect them and she would be punished if they were not exactly straight. Next she put on an open cup bra that accentuated her small breasts, pushing them up and out in a way she thought and hoped was sexy and inviting.
Now she concentrated on her make-up, applying foundation and powder with a little blusher, drawing in eyebrows with her favourite grey pencil and applying heavy eyeshadows in white, gold, violet and black. She carefully lined her top lids with black eyeliner, continuing past her eye and out to match the ends of her eyebrows. Next she heaped several coats of black mascara onto both upper and lower lids, then finished the look with lipliner and scarlet lipstick.
She put on her many rings and large hooped silver earrings, then added he slave collar with its blue jewels, spikes and heavy steel ring. She brushed her long hair and tied it back in a ponytail as she knew Master Steve preferred.
It was 7.40, so she gulped the remains of her tea and carried the cup to the kitchen sink, then returned to the wardrobe taking out a pair of ballet shoes with 8 inch heels. She could not yet walk in them although she practised every day, a painful process which she endured because she wanted to impress Master Steve with her abilities. She also took out a leather mini-skirt and a red satin blouse both of which she put on, her big nipples standing out prominently.
She sat on the leather sofa and put the shoes on, strapping them on tightly, then knelt facing the sofa and waited.
She didn't have long to wait. After only a few minutes she heard the key turning in the front door and Master Steve's heavy step as He approached her. He had made 2 keys for the flat – one for her and one for Himself – and let Himself in whenever He pleased, which meant she could never relax in case He called. He was thoughtful and reasonable enough to allow her sleeping time though this was fixed between 11 at night and 7 in the morning.
He stood behind her making small noises which she hoped were appreciation rather than dissatisfaction, and eventually spoke.
“Well done my slutty fuckdoll slave, you are learning well! It's taken 9 long months but it's been well worth it I think!”
He sat heavily on the soafa directly in front of me, so she could smell the male aroma that exuded from His crotch, and prayed that soon He would be using her with that delicious cock of His!
“Look up slut!”, He ordered.
She looked up and smiled at her bigcock Master.
“See what a lovely surprise I have for you fuckdoll”, He said.
With that He pulled something from His jacket pocket and placed it on the sofa in front of her nose. She gasped with surprise and pleasure. It was an Oxball buttplug, much larger than the plug she was currently wearing, and of a size that her Master knew she had aspired to achieve for some time. He rose and, with a loud chuckle, went behind her.
“Ass in the air slave”, He ordered.
She complied and He pulled out her plug, handing it to her and telling her to “Go have a shit!”.
She crawled to the bathroom on hands and knees, hoping she wouldn't ladder her stockings, put the plug in the sink to wash later and pulled herself up onto the toilet, where she had a poo (a term she preferred even though her Master always used the word “shit”), wiped herself thoroughly and returned to the sofa, unfortunately managing to ladder one stocking on the way!
Master Steve was sorting out some items when she returned and He looked round at her, laughed at the state of her nylons, saying it “Just made her look even more like the she was”, and told her to kneel on the sofa facing the back. She heard Him come over and put some things on the sofa, knowing what was coming next!
First He used a 2 foot spreader bar strapped tightly onto her ankles, then a handcuff to each of her wrists. He attached each wrist to each ankle and roughly pushed her so that she had her breasts hanging over the back of the sofa. Behind the sofa was a small steel ring bolted to the floor to which He attached a short chain which then was clipped to her collar. He took some polished steel weights and attached them to some chains, clipping these onto her nipple rings and letting them hang down towards the floor. Next He took a heavy ball stretcher and, grasping her balls tightly, fastened it in place around her ball-sack, pulling it down and causing her some discomfort. Over the months they had been together the size of both nipple and ball weights had been increased until she now suspected she was at her limit of elasticity!
She couldn't move at all and that was exactly how she liked to be.
She heard a slurping sound a knew He was applying lube to something – but was it His big cock or that monster buttplug? She felt something press against her hole and almost screamed as the plug was thrust into her! She knew very well how big it was – 10 inches in circumference and 12 inches around the rim at the base – and He had just pushed it all the way in in one mighty shove! Her face contorted and writhed with the pain but she knew not to make a sound or punishment would be swift and severe. Tears streamed down her face and she shuddered to think of the mess it was making of her heavy make-up. Then she started to calm down as her cunt got used to such outrageous stretching and a glorious feeling of having a totally filled cunt spread though her in a warm wave.
His face loomed close to her. “Like that don't you you dirty fetishdoll ?” He leered.
“Yes my Master”, she said through her scarlet collagen enhanced lips that she knew had been sculptured to invite men to put their cocks between them. God, He knew her so well!
“Hmmmmm, I don't want you talking too much this morning so I think more restraint is called for!”
He took an O-ring gag and buckled it behind her head, forcing her lips wide and making her incapable of coherent speech.
With that done, He spanked her once on the bum (though very hard!), announcing, “ I am going out for a while and you will remain like that until I say otherwise – do you understand?”
She nodded her compliance and heard Him cross to the door and leave, slamming it shut so He could be sure she heard. In the ensuing silence, with her completely trussed up and totally helpless, she wondered if He was in fact still there just watching to see what she would do, but eventually, after several minutes had passed without any sounds of movement at all, she decided she really was alone.
As time went by she became somewhat sore and stiff but with just the tiniest of movement available to her she was able to alleviate the discomfort until after what she calculated must be at least close to an hour she heard the key in the front door. Relief flooded through her at the thought that her Master had returned and that her ordeal might soon be over.
Footsteps sounded crossing the floor towards her but they didn't sound like those of her Master which she had heard so many times!
She looked up and saw a short, middle-aged, stout, balding man in front of her, looking at her with lecherous eyes and licking his lips.
“Well, he said you were a good fucktoy but I didn't expect anything quite as kinky and fuckable as this!”, he leered at me.
He removed his coat and she saw he was wearing black leather chaps and jockstrap. He was bare-chested, although his nipples were pierced and his stout torso was remarkably hairy. He also had leather arm-rings and wore leather boots and gloves. He put on a leather hood with mean looking studs and produced from his coat a riding crop. Walking behind her, he said, “Let's get you warmed up a little shall we?”
She heard the swishing of the crop just before it landed on her ass, sending a bolt of pain through her. The next one was on her other buttock with the same result.
Then he used several small taps on each buttock which first warmed then hurt her – she could only imagine how red her cheeks were becoming. After prolonged treatment of this kind on both cheeks he suddenly stopped, announcing, “He said not to permanently mark or cut you, which is a shame, so I guess it's time for the main course then!”
He stood in front of her and removed his jockstrap. If she hadn't been gagged she would have gasped! His cock was at least 9 inches long and 6 inches round and stood up straight away, touching her lips in it's eagerness to be sucked.
He thrust into her mouth and rammed it to the back of her throat, making her gag and tears to stream once again down her face. She had no choice but to take it, especially since he had hold of her hair and was pulling her mouth onto and away from his massive cock as he took his pleasure. After what seemed like an interminable length of time, with her marvelling at his staying power, he withdrew, saying “You filthy fucking , you deserve to be whipped and well fucked by plenty of big cocks, if you were mine you'd be in a stable to be used by anyone who wanted your cunt and mouth!”.
He went behind me and pulled out her plug. She knew it had stretched her to her limits so she was not too worried about that huge cock penetrating her, and so it proved. He slid into her with ease, but helped it a lot by reaching round and making her sniff large amounts of poppers making her head swim and filling her mind with kinky thoughts, relaxing her – particularly in the anal area – and, crucially, making her actually lust after that enormous cock of his. She could tell from the way he was fucking her that he was very experienced, so it was no surprise when she felt a sort of tickling sensation in her cunt closely followed by a wave of pleasure rolling through her whole body, making her legs feel very weak and involuntary moans escape from her lips. He carried on thrusting into her apparently oblivious to the effect he was having, and she experienced yet another anal orgasm. Soon she felt him stiffen and grow even bigger and knew he would come soon. Sure enough, within seconds she felt his body tense and he rammed himself in as deep as he could, spurting time and time again in her and shouting filth as he did it.
Eventually he pulled it out, walked round to her face again, and said, “Lick it clean bitch!”
He shoved it into her helpless mouth and she gagged again as it hit the back of her throat. Sucking as much as she could, she hoped he didn't get hard again as she was completely satisfied and very tired now. He pulled it out and hefted it in his chubby fingers. She could see it was actually steaming! It was generating so much heat it was vaporising her saliva that it was drenched in!
It was also getting hard again, a worrying thought for her! Just as he reached full erection by wanking it and she steeled herself for more sucking and fucking she heard a knock at the front door. He went over and opened it and she heard muffled voices. A moment or so passed then she heard the door close and her Master cross the room and stand in front of her.
“I bet you loved every minute of that didn't you, you kinky fetish fuck ?”
She nodded.
“Thought you would slave!”, He laughed.
He released her from all her restraints, but re-inserted the huge buttplug. He took from the wardrobe a pair of steel heeled 6 inch stiletto's and told her to put them on in place of the ballet shoes then sit on the sofa. When she had done so He sat beside her, kissed her deeply, and said, “I have another surprise for you bitch!”
He took an envelope from His jacket and put it on the sofa between them.
“Did you know that the men I have been letting use you and fuck you all these months have been paying for the privilege?” He asked. She said that she guessed something like that was the case.
“Well, over 9 months it all adds up to a tidy sum, so in that envelope are tickets to Turkey and when we get there you will find you have been booked into a clinic where you will have have G cup implants – it's all arranged and paid for, we leave in the morning!”
She could say nothing more than a squeaky little “Oh!” then threw herself into His arms and kissed Him deeply!
Pushing her off, He said, “Normally such a display would deserve harsh punishment but in this particular case I think something a bit different is called for”.
With that, He stood and started to undo His belt buckle..........................................

THE END


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