Here are some safety tips that come via a gracious Domme in the Winnipeg area who downloaded them off the internet.
Red Flags and Dating Tips for Kinky People:
"Red flag" is a term to describe a personal trait or behavior that is common in people who are harmful to their partners. When getting to know someone online it is very important that you look for these flags. When you see these red flags slow down or stop the relationship. Understand that none of these red flags alone are definitely a sign of a bad person. They only tend to be an indicator of a problem situation. The more you see these red flags, the more you are at risk. Many of these red flags can apply to both unhealthy Doms and subs. These recommendations are to help you avoid getting into an abusive relationship. If you think you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship please contact SOMEBODY!
Red Flags:
1) Tries to separate you from your friends, family or BDSM community.
2) Avoids talking about personal details.Gets mad when you ask or quickly ends the conversation or answers questions with questions.
3) Has no BDSM references or friends you can talk to.
4) Gets angry when you ask for references or ask around about them.
5) Is inconsistent with details about themselves.
6) Does not give you their home and work phone number at the appropriate time.
7) Only communicates with you at strange hours and gets mad if you try to contact them at other times.
8) Criticizes the BDSM community and refuses to participate, especially if they never were part of it.
9) Consistently breaks promises.
10) Always finds excuses for not meeting.
11) Always puts blame on others for things going wrong.
12) Does not take personal responsibility.
13) Has bad relationships with most or all of their family members.
14) Pressures you into doing things you do not want to do.
15) Does not respect your limits, negotiations or contracts.
16) Pushes you into a D/s relationship too fast.
17) Falls in love with you way too fast and swears undying love before even meeting you.
18) Hides behind their D/s authority and says that their authority should not be questioned.
19) Tries to make you feel guilty for not being good enough. Says that you are not a "True" sub. 20) Loses control of their emotions in arguments and regresses to yelling, name-calling and blame.
21) Puts you down in front of other people.
22) Turns instantly on their friends, going from best friend to arch enemy at the drop of a hat. 23) Treats you lovingly and respectfully one day and then harshly and accusingly the next.
24) Goes to great lengths to get revenge on people.
25) Lies or withholds information. Cheats on you or is overly jealous.
26) Will not discuss what your possible future relationship could be like.
27) Tries to keep you in the dark about what might happen next in the relationship.
28) Does not respect your feelings, rights, or opinions.
29) Belittles your ideas.
30) Blames you for your hurt feelings.
31) Abuses alcohol or other drugs.
32) Is constantly asking for large amounts of money from you or others.
33) Threatens suicide or other forms of self-harm.
34) Deliberately saying or doing things that result in getting themselves seriously hurt.
35) Monitors your communications (emails, phone calls, chats) with others.
36) Only interacts with you in a kinky or sexual manner as if role-playing.
37) Will not have normal everyday vanilla conversations.
38) Never shows you their human side. Is emotionless. Hides their vulnerability behind their D/s role.
39) Has multiple online identities for interacting with the same communities.
40) Disappears from communication for days or weeks at a time without explanation.
41) Is rude to public servants such as waitresses, cashiers and janitors.
42) Never says thank you, excuse me or I am sorry to anyone.
Safe Dating and Correspondence Tips Before meeting:
Do not give out personal information to strangers. This includes your name, phone number, address, place of work or email addresses you use for other purposes. Get a P.O. Box if you need to get mail from them. Do not send money to your online interest. There are online users that earn a living by faking love and pretending to run into hard times. When you do make telephone calls, make sure your phone blocks caller ID or call from a public phone. Do not call collect. Your number will appear on their bill. Exchange multiple recent nonsexual photographs to avoid embarrassment and hurt feelings. Get a background check before meeting. There are several services that will do this through the Internet. Make it clear you are not going to engage in any BDSM activity on the initial dates.
During the meeting:
Meet in public places, preferably with a friend. Do not let your date pressure you into going somewhere else even if the date is going fine. Try to make your first date a daytime event. Drive yourself to and from the meeting place. Relying on them for transportation can put you in an unsafe position. Establish a safety net complete with safe calls and details on your date. Tell your safety net your date's information, where you went and what to do in case you do not make your safe calls. Make sure your date knows you have a safety net set up. It is a great deterrent. Bring along a cell phone on your date and do not become separated from it. Do not drink alcohol on your date or leave your drink unattended. Never engage in bondage during your initial BDSM sessions. Do not leave your wallet or purse unattended. Your date may dig through them to find out information you do not want them to know. If you are traveling to the meeting, do not let them meet you at the airport or bus station. Use cabs or rental cars for going to and from the public meeting place. Do not stay with them or let them make arrangements for you. Do not let them know where you are staying. Be aware that safe words, safe calls, contracts, negotiations or gut instincts will NOT fully protect you from a real criminal. Take your time and be sure what you are getting into. Criminals have less patience for difficult targets .
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part lll
Sarah sat in a daze as the guests chattered in the background. The extreme domination of the young man had induced a strong desire between her legs, as well as a deep seated fear in her heart. Was she going to be subjected to similar treatment? She well knew that her own impetuous spirit had been the cause of much punishment in the past.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Monique’s voice. “Tell me Sarah, are you a social person? Do you enjoy meeting people?” Before she could answer, Monique stood and took her hand. “Come” she said, “I’m going to introduce you to my friends.” As Monique led Sarah up on to the raised platform, one of the attendants rang a small bell. A hush came over the room and Monique spoke to the assembled group, thanking them for coming and then telling them of her wish for them to meet Sarah, one of her new trainees.
With that she nodded to Alexander, who was standing at attention just off to the side. Sarah was immediately seized by two strong attendants who removed her dress and then bent her over and secured her to the spanking horse in the same manner as the young man had been. The horse was then rotated so that Sarah was facing the audience. Sarah was pulling on her restraints and pleading with Monique, “please don’t cane me, please, I beg of you”. Grasping Sarah’s hair, Monique lifted her head so she was looking directly out at the audience. “I’m not going to have you caned my dear, at least not if you behave yourself. I’m going to have you publicly fucked for the enjoyment of those I have invited here. It's my little way of helping them to get to know you", she said. With that she told Sarah to keep her head up and to look straight out at the crowd in front of her. Failure to do this, she assured her, would indeed result in the severe caning of her inner thighs.
Monique produced two nipple clips and attached them to Sarah’s nipples. Each clip had a bunch of small bells attached to it which jingled at the slightest movement Sarah made. She then gagged her with a ball gag and tightened the strap around the back of her neck. Monique ran her long fingers down Sarah’s naked back and slid them between the lips of her wet sex. “I see you’re good and wet my dear, the boys are going to enjoy fucking you. Now, head up and eyes forward.”
The room was deathly quiet as the audience watched. Six attendants were lined up behind her, and one by one, took their turns penetrating her bare cunt. All of them were rough and pounded her with hard and deep strokes. At each thrust the little bells on Sarah’s burning nipples were ringing out in rhythm. Sarah was desperate not to orgasm in front of the crowd but could not help the growing sensation within her. Slowly but surely the steady fucking was bringing her to, not one, but several powerful climaxes, her gasping breath and tinkling nipple clips the only sounds to be heard in the otherwise silent room…
To be continued…
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Monique’s voice. “Tell me Sarah, are you a social person? Do you enjoy meeting people?” Before she could answer, Monique stood and took her hand. “Come” she said, “I’m going to introduce you to my friends.” As Monique led Sarah up on to the raised platform, one of the attendants rang a small bell. A hush came over the room and Monique spoke to the assembled group, thanking them for coming and then telling them of her wish for them to meet Sarah, one of her new trainees.
With that she nodded to Alexander, who was standing at attention just off to the side. Sarah was immediately seized by two strong attendants who removed her dress and then bent her over and secured her to the spanking horse in the same manner as the young man had been. The horse was then rotated so that Sarah was facing the audience. Sarah was pulling on her restraints and pleading with Monique, “please don’t cane me, please, I beg of you”. Grasping Sarah’s hair, Monique lifted her head so she was looking directly out at the audience. “I’m not going to have you caned my dear, at least not if you behave yourself. I’m going to have you publicly fucked for the enjoyment of those I have invited here. It's my little way of helping them to get to know you", she said. With that she told Sarah to keep her head up and to look straight out at the crowd in front of her. Failure to do this, she assured her, would indeed result in the severe caning of her inner thighs.
Monique produced two nipple clips and attached them to Sarah’s nipples. Each clip had a bunch of small bells attached to it which jingled at the slightest movement Sarah made. She then gagged her with a ball gag and tightened the strap around the back of her neck. Monique ran her long fingers down Sarah’s naked back and slid them between the lips of her wet sex. “I see you’re good and wet my dear, the boys are going to enjoy fucking you. Now, head up and eyes forward.”
The room was deathly quiet as the audience watched. Six attendants were lined up behind her, and one by one, took their turns penetrating her bare cunt. All of them were rough and pounded her with hard and deep strokes. At each thrust the little bells on Sarah’s burning nipples were ringing out in rhythm. Sarah was desperate not to orgasm in front of the crowd but could not help the growing sensation within her. Slowly but surely the steady fucking was bringing her to, not one, but several powerful climaxes, her gasping breath and tinkling nipple clips the only sounds to be heard in the otherwise silent room…
To be continued…
Friday, July 18, 2008
A Session On The Horse:
Richard was angry and was making his feelings clear to Jason in no uncertain terms. The previous evening he had arranged for Jason to be given over to a trusted friend, a Domme whom Richard had known for years. She had used Jason at an elaborate S+M session at her house, but things had not gone well. While performing oral sex on another sub who was particularly well endowed, Jason had been unable to properly take his length and had to use his safe word. The session had to be stopped.
It wasn't as if time and patience had not been employed in an effort to cure Jason of this problem. Richard had laid out a specific routine of oral exercises which Jason was to practice on a daily basis. After several weeks of work he had shown improvement and Richard had been confident of his ability. But things had apparently waned and the whole thing had turned out to be very embarrassing for Richard.
"On to the horse", Richard ordered. His Master was referring to the A-frame spanking horse at the other end of the basement. Jason was nervous of what might come but quickly complied. Mounting the horse, he assumed the kneeling position, shins and arms on the padded supports, ass high, and his cock and balls hanging free over the end. As Richard strapped him in, Jason felt the familiar tingling in his buttocks as he started to mentally prepare for the ruthless swats of the paddle.
The paddle was not to come however. From the table his Master picked up a head harness and pulled the leather straps over Jason's head. He tightened them firmly. This was something new and Jason was becoming increasingly frightful of what his Master was going to do. More was to come. Richard tied several turns of thin hemp cord around Jason's testicle sac, ran the cord up between the cheeks of his ass and up his back, and then attached the end to the ring on the top of his head harness. He tightened the rope until his head was forced back, and his testicles were pulled out and well extended. Jason was now forced to keep his head up and as far back as possible in order not to pull the rope and inflict excruciating pain on his balls.
"You haven't been doing the exercises have you Jason?" Richard looked him in the eyes, but Jason was silent. Richard shook his head. Picking up a small leather flogger, Jason's Master walked behind him. "Perhaps this will help you to speak Jason". With that he began slapping Jason's tightly bound ball sac with rapid up and down movements of the flogger. Jason immediately began to scream at the intense pain. "No", he yelled, "I'm sorry Sir, I haven't done them, please stop Sir, please, please!!!"
Richard stopped and threw the flogger noisly on the table. "Perhaps the next time I ask you a direct question, you will answer" he said in a quiet tone. Richard tilted the horse forward and slid a couple of large blocks under the back legs. With his harness still bound to his testicles and his head held back, Jason found himself on a sharp angle looking down toward the cement floor. "If you can't find time to properly train yourself Jason, I'll have to provide you with some assistance", Richard mused.
Selecting a ring gag from the table, Richard forced Jason's jaws apart and pushed it in to his mouth and tightened the strap around the back of his neck. Jason was terrified at what his Master might now do. Only moments passed before his Master picked up a soft, black dildo from the table. It was not overly thick, but long in length. Richard slid it a comfortable distance in to the mouth of his sub. "Suck it Jason, pretend it's real... good boy, that's it", Richard said. As Jason sucked however, Richard slowly pushed the dildo farther and farther in to his defenseless mouth. "Keep sucking Jason, that's it." But Jason started to panic as the tip started to stimulate his gag reflex. He mumbled in protest and tried to move his secured head, but could not. Richard stopped and held the long phallus in this uncomfortable position. "Keep sucking Jason" he admonished, "don't stop."
Tears were forming in Jason's eyes as he fought the urge to convulse. Richard was watching him carefully. "Very good Jason, keep sucking", said Richard as he nudged the dildo in farther. Jason was trying to protest but could not. It was more than he could take. His gag reflex was over stimulated and suddenly, he started to throw up. Richard pulled the gag out and watched as his sub heaved violently all over the floor in front of him.
It wasn't as if time and patience had not been employed in an effort to cure Jason of this problem. Richard had laid out a specific routine of oral exercises which Jason was to practice on a daily basis. After several weeks of work he had shown improvement and Richard had been confident of his ability. But things had apparently waned and the whole thing had turned out to be very embarrassing for Richard.
"On to the horse", Richard ordered. His Master was referring to the A-frame spanking horse at the other end of the basement. Jason was nervous of what might come but quickly complied. Mounting the horse, he assumed the kneeling position, shins and arms on the padded supports, ass high, and his cock and balls hanging free over the end. As Richard strapped him in, Jason felt the familiar tingling in his buttocks as he started to mentally prepare for the ruthless swats of the paddle.
The paddle was not to come however. From the table his Master picked up a head harness and pulled the leather straps over Jason's head. He tightened them firmly. This was something new and Jason was becoming increasingly frightful of what his Master was going to do. More was to come. Richard tied several turns of thin hemp cord around Jason's testicle sac, ran the cord up between the cheeks of his ass and up his back, and then attached the end to the ring on the top of his head harness. He tightened the rope until his head was forced back, and his testicles were pulled out and well extended. Jason was now forced to keep his head up and as far back as possible in order not to pull the rope and inflict excruciating pain on his balls.
"You haven't been doing the exercises have you Jason?" Richard looked him in the eyes, but Jason was silent. Richard shook his head. Picking up a small leather flogger, Jason's Master walked behind him. "Perhaps this will help you to speak Jason". With that he began slapping Jason's tightly bound ball sac with rapid up and down movements of the flogger. Jason immediately began to scream at the intense pain. "No", he yelled, "I'm sorry Sir, I haven't done them, please stop Sir, please, please!!!"
Richard stopped and threw the flogger noisly on the table. "Perhaps the next time I ask you a direct question, you will answer" he said in a quiet tone. Richard tilted the horse forward and slid a couple of large blocks under the back legs. With his harness still bound to his testicles and his head held back, Jason found himself on a sharp angle looking down toward the cement floor. "If you can't find time to properly train yourself Jason, I'll have to provide you with some assistance", Richard mused.
Selecting a ring gag from the table, Richard forced Jason's jaws apart and pushed it in to his mouth and tightened the strap around the back of his neck. Jason was terrified at what his Master might now do. Only moments passed before his Master picked up a soft, black dildo from the table. It was not overly thick, but long in length. Richard slid it a comfortable distance in to the mouth of his sub. "Suck it Jason, pretend it's real... good boy, that's it", Richard said. As Jason sucked however, Richard slowly pushed the dildo farther and farther in to his defenseless mouth. "Keep sucking Jason, that's it." But Jason started to panic as the tip started to stimulate his gag reflex. He mumbled in protest and tried to move his secured head, but could not. Richard stopped and held the long phallus in this uncomfortable position. "Keep sucking Jason" he admonished, "don't stop."
Tears were forming in Jason's eyes as he fought the urge to convulse. Richard was watching him carefully. "Very good Jason, keep sucking", said Richard as he nudged the dildo in farther. Jason was trying to protest but could not. It was more than he could take. His gag reflex was over stimulated and suddenly, he started to throw up. Richard pulled the gag out and watched as his sub heaved violently all over the floor in front of him.
With a nearby hose, Richard calmly washed the mess away and watched it disappear down the drain. "It's worse than I thought Jason, you didn't manage that very well at all. We need to practice this". Jason was moaning and pleading as best he could with the ring holding his jaws open. But Richard was showing no mercy. Again his Master took the dildo and slowly pushed it deep in to the mouth of his sub, fucking him with it and working the tip at the back of his throat. Jason was in agony and started to gag. Richard watched, as again, his muscles convulsed and he threw up a second time with great heaving gasps.
Richard repeated the ritual of washing away the mess, and then reinserting the dildo and pushing it far back in to the sensitive areas of Jason's throat. After four times, Jason was no longer able to eject anything. As Jason spasmed and shook with dry heaves, Richard continued to torment his throat. Over and over he worked the long probe for twenty more minutes. When he thought Jason could take no more he stopped.
Richard released Jason's balls and removed the gag and harness. Jason lay motionless on the horse, breathing heavily and void of strength. "May I assume you will continue with your exercises Jason, or do I have to provide more training here?" "Yes Sir", Jason panted, "yes Sir, I will Sir, no more, please no more" he panted. "I will test you in two weeks Jason, you better be ready", Richard said. "And now I want you to perform for me Jason".
Moving to the rear of the horse, Richard grabbed hold of Jason's testicles and started to squeeze. With his other hand he started to stroke Jason's growing erection. "Always a slut for pain, aren't you Jason" he asked. But Jason was in too much agony to answer. He was fighting to keep from crying out as his Master expertly stroked his erection. He could feel himself approaching climax as sharp pains from his Master's crushing fingers shot through his groin. After about ten minutes Jason was nearing orgasm. Sensing this and wanting to subject him to a maximum level of pain, Richard pushed the index finger of his clenched hand in between Jason's balls, bringing him to a new height of pain. Jason screamed loudly and shook as he climaxed, squirting long streams of semen on to the floor. Richard let go of his balls and stroked the sweat laden neck of his depleted sub. "Good boy Jason, good boy..."
Monday, July 14, 2008
Message to a Distant Friend:
I almost forgot…..Happy Birthday Darling! My mind isn’t functioning at full capacity today. I’m very tired as I was up all night making phone calls to try and find a Dom in your area that I could hire to deliver a birthday treat to you. But after interviewing 26 of them I gave up as none of them seemed to be capable of delivering what I wanted.
I didn’t ask for anything very difficult. They were to meet you at a hotel this afternoon and escort you to a room. After having you remove your clothes and then fitting you with cuffs and a collar, they were to clip your wrists together behind your back and then run a tether line from your wrists up to the back of your collar. Simple, yes? The tether was to prevent you from lowering your bound hands any lower than the middle of your back. Next, on the bed you would go, face down with your ankles spread wide and tied off to the corners of the bed frame. And two big pillows were to be placed under your hips. A nice vision I think. Ass in the air and thighs spread wide, leaving your now dripping cunt fully exposed and your cervix in a particularly vulnerable position for anyone with a lengthy penis. Oh yes, and a ball gag fitted in to that beautiful mouth of yours to keep the soon-to-come noise to a minimum.
And now for the main event, the birthday spanking. I think everyone your age should enter in to a new year of life with a severe spanking and a sound fucking. This would serve as an annual reminder as to their place of submission. What do you think dear? The Dom was to use a twelve inch paddle made of lexan. Not too heavy though, I wanted the skin on your ass to be bright red, not bruised. And so, the paddling would proceed with the number of hard hitting strokes that would match your age. You of course would be screaming in to the gag and thrashing, and trying to protect your buttocks with your hands. Thats were the tether comes in, it would prevent you from moving your hands down to protect your ass, leaving you quite bare and unprotected.
Fucking comes next. I wanted someone with quite a large penis, someone who could both stretch you wide and penetrate far enough inside you to hit your cervix with some impact. He would slow fuck you at first with long deep strokes that would cause shock waves to jolt you each time he hit the end of your vagina. He would have to be discerning also, someone who could tell when you were approaching orgasm. As you neared climax, he would stop moving and then watch as you strained to pump your hips back and forth on his shaft, frantically fucking him just like a whore, and finally coming with a blinding orgasm.
My rental Dom was also to be tall. After you finished the shameless fucking of his erection, I wanted him to place you in a choke hold by wrapping his arm around your neck from behind. Not too tight, just snug enough to make you fight for your breath as he proceeded to fuck you hard and fast, driving you to another orgasm, and he in turn filling your cunt with semen.
A delicious thought, but I’m sorry…your birthday treat was not to be.
Cheers to you pet,
Max
I didn’t ask for anything very difficult. They were to meet you at a hotel this afternoon and escort you to a room. After having you remove your clothes and then fitting you with cuffs and a collar, they were to clip your wrists together behind your back and then run a tether line from your wrists up to the back of your collar. Simple, yes? The tether was to prevent you from lowering your bound hands any lower than the middle of your back. Next, on the bed you would go, face down with your ankles spread wide and tied off to the corners of the bed frame. And two big pillows were to be placed under your hips. A nice vision I think. Ass in the air and thighs spread wide, leaving your now dripping cunt fully exposed and your cervix in a particularly vulnerable position for anyone with a lengthy penis. Oh yes, and a ball gag fitted in to that beautiful mouth of yours to keep the soon-to-come noise to a minimum.
And now for the main event, the birthday spanking. I think everyone your age should enter in to a new year of life with a severe spanking and a sound fucking. This would serve as an annual reminder as to their place of submission. What do you think dear? The Dom was to use a twelve inch paddle made of lexan. Not too heavy though, I wanted the skin on your ass to be bright red, not bruised. And so, the paddling would proceed with the number of hard hitting strokes that would match your age. You of course would be screaming in to the gag and thrashing, and trying to protect your buttocks with your hands. Thats were the tether comes in, it would prevent you from moving your hands down to protect your ass, leaving you quite bare and unprotected.
Fucking comes next. I wanted someone with quite a large penis, someone who could both stretch you wide and penetrate far enough inside you to hit your cervix with some impact. He would slow fuck you at first with long deep strokes that would cause shock waves to jolt you each time he hit the end of your vagina. He would have to be discerning also, someone who could tell when you were approaching orgasm. As you neared climax, he would stop moving and then watch as you strained to pump your hips back and forth on his shaft, frantically fucking him just like a whore, and finally coming with a blinding orgasm.
My rental Dom was also to be tall. After you finished the shameless fucking of his erection, I wanted him to place you in a choke hold by wrapping his arm around your neck from behind. Not too tight, just snug enough to make you fight for your breath as he proceeded to fuck you hard and fast, driving you to another orgasm, and he in turn filling your cunt with semen.
A delicious thought, but I’m sorry…your birthday treat was not to be.
Cheers to you pet,
Max
Friday, July 11, 2008
Websites of Interest:
From time to time I like to direct attention to websites that I think would be of interest to my readers. Here is one that I have found in my travels. I think you will enjoy it immensely...
- Gabriele Rigon Photography
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part ll
Sarah fought to keep still as the attendant worked her pubic area with shaving cream. Suddenly, the sharp blade of the razor was on her, cutting away the last of her modesty. She could feel its sharpness and was anxious as he carefully worked the glistening edge of the blade around her outer lips. She struggled not to move as his fingers methodically touched and exposed every part of her sex. When he finished, he used a warm cloth to clean her freshly bared skin.
“Much better”, whispered Monique in to Sarah’s ear. She had approached Sarah from behind and was now reaching around and stroking Sarah’s smooth and very wet cunt with her fingers. Holding her still with her left arm, she pushed the fingers of her right hand up inside her and slowly worked them in and out. Sarah’s head was spinning as her arousal built. Monique continued to masturbate her. Sarah was trembling as her muscles started to give out from the intense position in which she was restrained. Monique then grasped her clitoris and twisted it hard between her fingertips. Sarah gasped in pain but the stimulation was pushing her to a climax. Before she could do so however, Monique removed her hand and placed her fingers in Sarah’s mouth. “Lick them clean Sarah” she ordered.
Monique now turned her attention to her two waiting attendants. “Take her down and dress her for the forum”, she directed. “You will be my guest tonight Sarah, at a most interesting event. I will expect you to behave perfectly though, or there may be consequences”. Sarah was led away by the attendants who laid out for her exactly what to wear. Before her was a glamorous black evening gown with a low cut front and no back. There was no bra, but her medium sized breasts were not in need of support. The only other articles of clothing were a garter belt, stockings, and high heels. The new found smoothness of her sex was making Sarah very aroused and she desperately wanted to masturbate herself, but she knew the attendants would not let her. She dressed quickly and prepared herself for Monique.
Once ready, she was escorted to another large room full of people. Monique met her at the doorway. “This is my event Sarah; it’s a public disciplinary session for a young man who is not responding well to his training. We will sit at the front. Your Master will be off to the side, but do not look at him. Speak to no one and do as you are told.” Monique took Sarah’s arm in her’s and they entered the room. As they walked down the centre isle, many of the guests respectfully stood and greeted Monique as they made their way to their seats. Sarah felt very privileged to be by her side.
All eyes were focused on the raised platform. A young man had been brought out by two attendants and was being bent over a wooden spanking horse. Leather cuffs held his wrists and ankles wide apart, securing them tightly to the legs of the frame. His ass was raised high and held perfectly in position for his punishment. A thick wooden dowel was placed between his teeth and held in like a bridle bit. It would allow him to scream but would prevent him from biting his tongue and lips. From the dim light at the rear of the stage, an older, well built man appeared. Picking up a long air paddle from the table, he stood in position next to the victim and looked at Monique. With a nod of her head, she signaled him to begin.
“Watch carefully Sarah, Alexander is an expert with both the paddle and the cane. He will inflict more pain than this poor boy thought possible.” Sarah watched in fascination as the spanking began. Alexander put his full body in to each of the twenty strokes he would administer. As each stroke hit its target, the young man fought hard to bear the pain. The paddle was quite effective however. Alternating between the buttocks and thighs, each hit of the perforated paddle brought the nerves of its victim to the surface of the skin and enflamed them in agonizing pain. After ten strokes tears were flowing liberally from his eyes and he was begging them to stop, promising to do anything they asked of him. But the punishment continued until all twenty strokes had been delivered and skin of the young victim was bright red and very tender.
The punishment of the young man was not yet complete however. As Alexander laid down the paddle with one hand, he picked up a thirty inch cane with the other. Almost without missing a beat, the punishment continued with twenty more strokes of the cane. The effect of caning the freshly spanked and well prepared skin was extreme. At once the boy started to scream at the top of his lungs. He was thrashing uncontrollably in his restraints but could not escape the stinging tip of the well placed instrument until all twenty strokes were complete.
Gasping for breath, shaking, and covered with sweat, the young man was released from the horse and helped off the stage. The bright red skin and deep welts on his buttocks and thighs a solemn reminder to those who chose to disobey.
To be continued...
“Much better”, whispered Monique in to Sarah’s ear. She had approached Sarah from behind and was now reaching around and stroking Sarah’s smooth and very wet cunt with her fingers. Holding her still with her left arm, she pushed the fingers of her right hand up inside her and slowly worked them in and out. Sarah’s head was spinning as her arousal built. Monique continued to masturbate her. Sarah was trembling as her muscles started to give out from the intense position in which she was restrained. Monique then grasped her clitoris and twisted it hard between her fingertips. Sarah gasped in pain but the stimulation was pushing her to a climax. Before she could do so however, Monique removed her hand and placed her fingers in Sarah’s mouth. “Lick them clean Sarah” she ordered.
Monique now turned her attention to her two waiting attendants. “Take her down and dress her for the forum”, she directed. “You will be my guest tonight Sarah, at a most interesting event. I will expect you to behave perfectly though, or there may be consequences”. Sarah was led away by the attendants who laid out for her exactly what to wear. Before her was a glamorous black evening gown with a low cut front and no back. There was no bra, but her medium sized breasts were not in need of support. The only other articles of clothing were a garter belt, stockings, and high heels. The new found smoothness of her sex was making Sarah very aroused and she desperately wanted to masturbate herself, but she knew the attendants would not let her. She dressed quickly and prepared herself for Monique.
Once ready, she was escorted to another large room full of people. Monique met her at the doorway. “This is my event Sarah; it’s a public disciplinary session for a young man who is not responding well to his training. We will sit at the front. Your Master will be off to the side, but do not look at him. Speak to no one and do as you are told.” Monique took Sarah’s arm in her’s and they entered the room. As they walked down the centre isle, many of the guests respectfully stood and greeted Monique as they made their way to their seats. Sarah felt very privileged to be by her side.
All eyes were focused on the raised platform. A young man had been brought out by two attendants and was being bent over a wooden spanking horse. Leather cuffs held his wrists and ankles wide apart, securing them tightly to the legs of the frame. His ass was raised high and held perfectly in position for his punishment. A thick wooden dowel was placed between his teeth and held in like a bridle bit. It would allow him to scream but would prevent him from biting his tongue and lips. From the dim light at the rear of the stage, an older, well built man appeared. Picking up a long air paddle from the table, he stood in position next to the victim and looked at Monique. With a nod of her head, she signaled him to begin.
“Watch carefully Sarah, Alexander is an expert with both the paddle and the cane. He will inflict more pain than this poor boy thought possible.” Sarah watched in fascination as the spanking began. Alexander put his full body in to each of the twenty strokes he would administer. As each stroke hit its target, the young man fought hard to bear the pain. The paddle was quite effective however. Alternating between the buttocks and thighs, each hit of the perforated paddle brought the nerves of its victim to the surface of the skin and enflamed them in agonizing pain. After ten strokes tears were flowing liberally from his eyes and he was begging them to stop, promising to do anything they asked of him. But the punishment continued until all twenty strokes had been delivered and skin of the young victim was bright red and very tender.
The punishment of the young man was not yet complete however. As Alexander laid down the paddle with one hand, he picked up a thirty inch cane with the other. Almost without missing a beat, the punishment continued with twenty more strokes of the cane. The effect of caning the freshly spanked and well prepared skin was extreme. At once the boy started to scream at the top of his lungs. He was thrashing uncontrollably in his restraints but could not escape the stinging tip of the well placed instrument until all twenty strokes were complete.
Gasping for breath, shaking, and covered with sweat, the young man was released from the horse and helped off the stage. The bright red skin and deep welts on his buttocks and thighs a solemn reminder to those who chose to disobey.
To be continued...
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