1. Out of the Dark, Into the Light


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: Gregminor1977, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    rubber sphere as to please the one behind me. Hoping that if I pleased her, I could again feel the touch of those soft and sensitive hands. I felt the rope tighten behind my head, forcing my mouth open in a slightly painful way. I would learn that pain was to be a regular part of my experiences. Pain and servitude. The next words I heard from my Mistress were, "Strip, slave!" Eager to obey my Mistress and fearful of disobeying, I began to remove my clothing as quickly as possible. I removed my shoes and laid them aside, but as I pulled my shirt off and dropped it, I felt a hard and painful whack across my back. "Slaves do not just drop things on the floor of my home." A second whack. "Fold your clothes neatly and lay them on the chair." A sharp pain spread though my back muscles. I realized that Mistress was very skilled at using a cane on her slaves. Unable to speak, I nodded my head in reply and bent over to pick up the shirt. As I bend, I felt Mistress' hand rub across my buttocks, firmly and affectionately. Discipline followed by affection. Causing me to feel more and more drawn to the desire to obey out of devotion rather than fear. I removed my pants and folded them properly and laid them on top of my shirt. I then pulled my shorts down, my member stiff from the erotic sensations I have been feeling. I am a bit ashamed knowing that Mistress can see it and that I am so uncovered and vulnerable in front of her. Stepping out of my shorts, I also folded them and laid them ...
    aside my other clothes, removing my socks as well to complete my disrobing. Mistress has not said a word since she struck me. I have received no further instructions, so I returned to the spot where I was standing when she first commanded me to disrobe. I awkwardly put my hands in front of me, trying to hide my erection. Why? I do not know. I understood I was just a slave to be at Mistress' command, but somehow standing there naked made me feel as if I was embarrassing her with my nudity and the fact I could not control my body. Staring downward, I heard Mistress walk around me, circling me. Her heels clicking the floor. The noise stopped. I sensed Mistress was standing in front of me. She put her hands on mine and pulled them apart; removing what little self pride I had remaining. She whispered in my ear, "Don't be embarrassed that you cannot control it. You are a slave, you cannot help yourself." Then suddenly without warning I saw a flash of movement and felt a very painful sting right across the top of my penis. Mistress struck down my hardness with her cane. Suddenly I did not feel sexually aroused. Quickly my erection began to go limp. "See," she said, as my penis began to soften. "Mistress can control what you cannot." She was correct. The pain definitely had an effect on my erection. Thinking of being struck again, my mind concentrated on the pain I felt so as not to become hard again and receive another strike. However, just as before, Mistress follows correction with ...
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