It was Thursday evening just after six o'clock. I knocked on the Empress's door. When I got inside we talked for a few minutes and went downstairs to the dungeon. I had seen the dungeon while it was under construction. I was very impressed to see what had been done to it.
"Take off your clothes slave and come over here to me". Of course I did that making sure to fold up everything and put it neat on the floor. I walked over slowly to where Empress was standing. She looked like a dream I once had about how I thought a Mistress would look even before I had ever met one. Her hair was down and she had it in tight
curls as it cascaded her small frame. The silver hoop earrings that she wore just complimented her hair style. She was dressed in red latex dress her legs were so perfectly in black stockings. Her feet were graced in red high heeled shoes which was just right for anyone with a shoe
fetish. Her nails were not too long and not too short and were painted in a stand out red color which of course went with the rest of what she was wearing. I was in awe as I not only have some what of a shoe fetish but also latex and long red nails as well as silver hoop earrings. It was almost as if she were in my mind.
Then I thought what if she could read my every thought. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? I thought silently to myself. Funny I knew what I was thinking but I never thought of what she might be thinking. Of course that is not at first. I layed down on my stomach as I was instructed to do. The structure was made from wood and very sturdy. Pads were layed under different parts of my body as not to be too uncomfortable. She first shackled my wrists up over my head to the sturdy table with leather straps. Then she shackled my ankles with the same type of leather straps. The head part of the table was angled up in the air so she could get underneath. She took some rope and went underneath and tied my cock and balls which were conviently hanging down through the cross boards. Then she pulled some sort of pulley of which I never saw what it looked like down at my feet stretching me downward. As it pulled on my body it stretched my wrists downward also. Before she did this I was looking at how my hands were bound and I was thinking how easy it would be to escape. Of course this was before I was stretched out. Then she blindfolded me and told me she would be right back. "Don't go
anywhere", she said as she left the room.
She came back very shortly and proceeded to torture my helpless cock and balls. I could feel the pressure from the ropes around my balls. It hurt a little bit but it mostly felt good. "Oh poor slave does it
hurt", she asked in a playful laughing voice. "Yes, I mean yes Empress". I guess I said yes Empress a little too late. SHe had something in here hand and beat my balls and my cock which was now quite hard. A couple of minutes went by and she was done because she said she was satisifed now that my balls and cock were quite red.
"Do you like to be gagged",she asked me. I almost said no but it is also a fetish of mine. Another feeling of
helpless I guess. It was a feeling that I crave most of the time. She took my blindfold off and told me to open my mouth. From behind me she pushed the ball into my mouth. I could see nothing but her fingers and the ball coming toward me. Again from behind the strap was pulled tight and secured. I did not try to talk as at this point I had nothing to say and I think she did not want to hear me at that time anyway.
Empress took the flogger to my back and to my ass. It felt so nice. When she started it was
sensual and very soft. Then she hit me hard and then harder. I jerked as much as my bonds would allow me. Muffled sounds came from behind the ballgag but nothing she could make out. "Shut up slave". A few more times with the flogger here and there and not ever knowing where it would land next. "Just ten
more, take it". I kept as quiet as I could with very small moans coming from behind my gag. "Good
boy", she said at the tenth flog to my ass.
Empress then climbed up on my back." This would be perfect if I had my strapon on, I would fuck your little slave ass". Then Empress
lubed up my ass and got me ready for what was about to happen next. A big glass dildo was applied as she tried to slowly push it in. I could not take
it, it was too big. "It hurts", I managed to speak from behind the gag. "I guess your tight little ass needs a little dildo". She got a smaller one and she slid it in. I moaned as it went in and out. Then she told me she found my bitch spot and I sort of laughed inside the ballgag.
She felt my hands and they were cold so she retied them down by my sides and pulled them under the wood torture bed. I thought she would just tied them to the structure but she ran a rope somehow that tightened up my already bound balls. I then took more whacks on my ass and back. Yes some of it felt good and some of it just plan hurt. I liked it all just the same.
Empress then had a great time torturing my cock and balls as she laughed while doing it.
Clothespins were applied and then they were smacked by something I could not see. SHe flicked them back and forth with her nails and smacked them again. Back and forth smacking them and flicking them. All this was so very exciting and I really did not want it to stop anytime soon. It always seems like I can never get enough CBT.
She walked over to where my head was on the table and pinched my nose closed. She held it only for a short time and then asked me if I was uncomfortable yet. I motioned as best I could that I was and she took the shackles off and told me to get down. Of all places to be
uncomfortable, my chest hurt from lying on the wood.If she had turned me over and secured me to the table I would have and could have stayed there all night and take as much torture as she wanted to give me.
I did not go into all of the details as some things are sometimes better left to the imagination.
After I got off the table she told me to lay on the floor. More CBT continued and I could see that we both enjoyed this immensely. She applied as many clothespins as she could to my balls and it hurt. As they were left there for a bit the pain resided a little. Then she took them off very slowly which hurt more than it did when she applied them there. Then the CBT was
done, so I thought.
I did not know what she had in mind next but I soon found out.
Empress put something on my my shoulders. It snapped around my neck and stuck out on both sides and my wrists were secured to it. After more CBT she took my ballgag out and she put her hand over my mouth and nose. "Can you
breath", she asked. I actually could breath I just could not answer her as her hand gag on me was tight. She let up and then tried it again. I could not get any air in or out. Empress did not this for long but she did it a few times. Then she cut a piece from a plastic bag and held it over my face and cupped my mouth through the plastic. I could not
breath, but again she did not do this for long and she let me breath once again.
Then she undid my wrists and the strap around my neck and told me to lay on the floor. The riding crop came out and she took it to my cock and asked me if it really hurt being hit with that there. I answered her that it did not hurt at all. She just smiled at me and
struck me harder until I said that it hurt. Even harder she hit and did it on a different angle to get the best and hardest stroke she could. A few more time she did this and I did not want any of this to end.
