I arrive at my Mistress' house at 9am and she's waiting for me at the door looking intimidating. Dressed in knee-high boots, stockings, black leather skirt and a tight black corset, her breasts trying to escape from the tight confines of the corset and her long blonde hair in a ponytail, with her impossibly long eye lashes and luscious red lips, she is the picture of power and control. As I walk past her, she catches the cheek of my arse hard with her paddle, the sound of the leather on my jeans echoes around the hallway.

"Strip and on your hands and knees" she commands while shutting the front door. I comply, removing my clothes and placing them in a pile on the floor, before getting on my hands and knees, arse in the air.

She walks around me, trailing the end of the paddle across my back, over the cheeks of my bum, using it to push my balls around. I have a fleeting glimpse of it moving before it thwacks on my cheeks, alternating one after the other.

"You were late" she spits at me, "not a word of apology or any sign of remorse. What sort of message does that give to me?". She doesn't expect an answer and anything I might say would be ignored anyway.

"Move forward" she directs, encouraging me towards the spanking bench through the use of the paddle. "Get up onto it" she commands. I climb onto the bench, my knees on the lower pad and my chest over the upper. I feel very exposed here, my cock and balls hanging free with my arse cheeks spread by the position I'm in.

She fastens the leather cuffs around my ankles, securing the buckles with padlocks, before doing the same to my wrists. Using rope ratchets, my wrists are pulled down, stretching my arms down and pulling me tight to the top of the bench. She clips my ankles to the bench and I'm now unable to move, and then continues to circle me, spanking me with the paddle as she goes.

Standing in front of my face, I watch her unzip the side of her skirt to lift it up, letting me see her shaven pussy. "Eat" she says as she pushes herself onto my face. I reach out my tongue, tasting her, running the tip over her clit and hearing a groan of pleasure from her. She rolls her hips, her hand on the back of my head pushing me hard against her, rubbing herself on my tongue, chin, and nose. I push my tongue out as far as I can, licking her pussy and clit while she grinds against me. Her breathing gets faster and I can feel her start to tremble as she cries out and cums hard. I feel her pussy quiver and taste her juices as she cums on my face. She steps back, letting me see her flushed skin, the puffy lips glistening with her juices.

Stepping away, returning carrying a large black strapon, she drops her skirt and pulls the strapon up her legs to snug it tight around her hips, followed by long black latex gloves, pulling them up over her elbows, smoothing them up her arms to get the air out.

"Open wide" she says as she pushes the tip of the huge cock to my lips. I open my mouth, struggling to go wide enough to even get the tip in. She laughs, holding the back of my head as she plays at pushing it into my mouth. "If you can't even get it in your mouth, how will you handle it anywhere else!" she laughs.

Pulling the rubber cock away from my mouth, she steps away from view, returning with a gas mask which she puts on me. The lenses are blacked out and it has a long tube attached which she places over my shoulder and trails down my back. "I hope you're ready for a 'hard' morning" she smirks as she steps round behind me. I feel her latex-covered fingers trail down my back and feel her pick up the end of the tube. Suddenly I cannot breathe, feeling the mask cling to my face as she blocks the air tube. I struggle, tossing my head back and forth as I hear her laughing. I'm desperate for air, trying to plead silently without the air I need to make noise. Suddenly I can breathe again and pull in a lung full of air heavily laden with smoke where she has blown it into the end of the air tube. I breathe out, only to find that she has blocked the tube again, making me buck and struggle against my restraints.

I feel something cold on my puckered arsehole, followed by a probing finger pushing cold lube inside. It circles around, feeling my tensing muscles from my struggles for air, before she lets me breathe again. More fingers probe into me, stretching me slowly wider and wider. As I breathe in, I can smell the poppers that she is holding to the end of the tube. With each breathe, I feel the warmth of it go through me, my muscles relax, letting her push her knuckles deeper. Slowly turning her hand left and right, she works it into me until I feel it pulled in. I can feel her flexing her fingers and hand inside me, probing and pushing, turning and tickling my insides. She pushes deeper, pushing the air from me and again blocks the air tube. I can feel my muscles spasm around her as she pushes deeper and I struggle to draw air in. She starts to fist fuck me, feeling the tight muscles around her hand. I'm starting to panic now, unable to breathe, feeling my lungs burning with the effort while I feel her hand deep inside me. Each thrust of her fist rubs my prostate, milking me and making me dribble. Suddenly I can breathe again and take in huge gasps of breath while she slowly pulls her fist from me.

I feel her step closer behind me and feel the tip of the large strapon cock against me. She applies pressure, the tip of the cock starts to push into me, stretching me more than her fist did until the head suddenly pops inside. I gasp as I feel it settle in me, my sphincter stretched around it. Holding my hips tightly, Mistress slowly starts to pull herself towards me, pushing the cock slowly inside me. Once it's halfway in, she slowly starts to fuck it in and out of me, long strokes from just the head inside till I can feel the balls of that cock against mine. She starts to fuck me faster and I can hear her breathing getting heavier as she moves towards her own orgasm. I can feel the cock stretching me inside, pushing me towards my own orgasm, when I cannot breathe again. She starts to fuck me faster and harder as her own orgasm starts to crash over her. I feel my head getting heavier as I succumb to the lack of air, but she is lost in her own orgasm, gripping the end of my breathing tube tightly to deny me any air. As she cums hard, she drives the cock hard into me, making me cum hard, my muscles tensed and my lungs burning, and I pass out.