Author's Note: This part 2 of my weekend as a sex slave but can be read as a stand alone. Some of this is true mixed with fantasy. Enjoy


First night.

"Come on, please". I pleaded.

Kelly responded. "It's my weekend and your my slave"

I knew that, that my only way out was to use the safe word, but that wasn't really an option. It's just that I hated that dam bed.

Kelly went on. "I told you your pay back would be a bitch." she paused. "and I'm that bitch"

Yes I thought, I had made her suffer last time and now it was my turn.

The bed is in our bondage room, the converted spare bedroom in the basement. It was a singe mattress on the ground. I had built a metal frame around it for the different restraint scenarios and I really hated sleeping in it. Or I should say, laying all night trying to sleep on it.

Laying down on my back I watched and waited for what she would do. The connecting of the two chains to either side of my collar was standard. These were always used and once connected made the slave helpless to escape. Next she used the chains from side of the bed, this was bad.

First my right steel wrist cuff was clipped to the 8 inch chain and then watching her smile she clipped my left wrist cuff. Fuck. this was the punishment position. I was now faced with sleeping all night on my back. Dam it.

She then finished with both ankles, pulling out and down, putting added pressure on my collar. Any movement was all but gone from my head to my feet with the exception my my hands. They still had the freedom of the 8 inch chain, but that would just be part of her added torture.

"Comfy my sex slave?" Kelly sarcastically asked.

"Yes Mistress."

Next she want to the wall of toys and took hold of the isolation hood. Fuck, not that I thought. God I hated that as much as the dam bed.

"What? You don'y like my choice?" She asked, seeing my look. "Well since you disapprove I think I'll add these then"

Dam it, she really was pissed at me for last play. I knew I had pushed her but fuck not the hood and ear buds, now sleep would be impossible. I was so horny, my cock stuck in it's steel cage for 5 days already, her teasing me endlessly all week and now these.

I watched as her face disappeared behind the blackness as the she fitted the hood, the ear buds deep in my ears and now just the sound on my breathing. The leather pressing against my face as she pulled the straps tight, my confinement complete.

Laying their, my ass, back and legs sore from the crop, now shackled, unable to move, talk, see or hear. I hated it and loved it at the same time as my cock again pressed against its cage as my demented sexual mind took over, thinking about my up coming struggles for comfort.

I flexed, trying to move, my neck feeling the steel collar, my legs held apart, only my hands had movement but I knew that was not a good thing. No if Kelly had gone this far then I figure what was coming next.

The ear buds came to life with "nod if you can hear me" I did once. "Is the volume okay?" Again I nodded yes, it was fine. "Good my little sex slave, I have been waiting to do this for the last two weeks" Great I thought, she really is pissed.

Kelly continued. "My last play session was a little over the top. I hated at the time but now, after its over, I loved it. You gave me some of my best orgasms ever."

Her best orgasms ever and this is how I get repaid my mind screamed in silence.

"So after a lot of thought and planning I wanted to return the favour, to make this a weekend you will never forget"

Oh god, now I was scared. It also made sense of all her questions about what I wanted as a sex slave. At how far I wanted to go, about my fantasies. Thats not good as I recalled what I had said, most of it after a hard days work and a couple bottles of wine.

"So" she went on "tonight is just the beginning. I listened to what you said, and what you wished for and I promise you that this weekend will be different form anything we had done before" Her hands moved along my body, touching me, playing with my steel cuffs.

My cock continued to swell at her words, at her touch at what was possibly coming for the weekend.

"You know how much I love you and how hard it is for me to hurt you but I know understand thats what you want, to be pushed like I was. So please enjoy the next few days" She paused, "or more as I show you just how much I truly love you."

The background noise of the ear buds disappeared as my mind shouted, no, no no!

Yes, I had told her about wishing to be pushed, to be under her control for more this weekend. That I had always liked being in chastity, the feeling of it, the secrecy of it, of having that basic ability to touch oneself to be controlled by her.

Her finger touched my cage, brushing against my swollen member. I tried to move, raising my hips, reaching with my hands. God help me.

Then I was alone, held in silence. Kelly gone. Oh god, what had she said and what had she planned. I pulled on my bonds the little that I could, the chains holding me still. The hood feeling tighter, heavier, hotter.

What was that. My mind jumped. After a moment, yes, she was touching me again. Oh yes. It was the dam cage being unlocked, my cock free, free to finally grow after a week of being squished.

Her hand continued to play, rubbing, making my so hard. God yes, please let me cum. Yes thats it Kelly keep going. Please make me cum. She continued for what felt like forever, play, stopping as I came close then starting again. I was dreaming for more, the sound loud in my ears but just a muffled noise in her world.

Then she stopped again, my cock pumping up and down, straining for release.

Then she touched me again, holding my cock steady. The steel touching my super sensitive pee hole and then the pain. God no. She hadn't't used the sounder since the first time I had bought it. The 8 inch bumpy steel rod. God, fuck as she pushed it further in. The feeling of pain, of bleeding.

Yes, she had asked about this too, that I had told her that I wanted something more then just her fantastic hand jobs, that I wanted to feel more helpless, to have her more in control, to play with me physically and mentally.

My hand reached out, signing it was hurting as she pushed the rod further in, the end trying to make it passed the ring at the base of my balls from my cage. She took noticed and moved my cock, until the rod slide passed and now the whole 8 inch was inside. God, it felt so good, the pain and the pleasure, her hands again stoking me, sending wave after wave of pure pleasure through me.

I became lost in the moment, time stopped as she played, stoking stopping, moving to my nipples, to my all to sensitive wrists. Yes Kelly I do love you.

Then the moment changed as the rod was pulled out, then in, the pain again. She really was doing a number on me as she played.

Then as the rod was removed I heard. "Are you okay?" I answered yes, knowing she couldn't hear and nodded several time yes and then thumbs up. "Good love, now remember that I do love you"

My cock exploded in pain. Oh fuck, she was really doing it. She was using the thicker of the two sounding rods. When I had ordered them I didn't know anything about sounding so bought two of different sizes. As it turned out the bigger of the two, which really isn't very much in size made a huge difference in practice.

I pulled again at me bonds as she forced the rod down, each equally spaced bulge re-stretching the end of my cock. The pain real, the pressure growing. Finally she got it passed the cock ring. My cock on fire, my helplessness, complete as she once again added pleasure. Her hand doing their magic of playing with me. My cock so hard, the rod only adding the feeling.

Again she played, touching, rubbing, stopping, starting again. Oh Kelly, god girl how I loved what you were doing.

I was once again lost in he moment, overwhelmed with sensations as she played, I think she even started to add clothes pins to the mix as my mind would register new points of pain breaking though the pleasure.

The coldness on my ass hole was the first thing I noticed, followed by the pressure and then the pain as something entered my ass. Kelly god please, this was to much. Please just let me cum, finish me. I tried to move, tried to scream that I was done, tried to mentally tell her that I couldn't take anymore.

Bound, helpless, blind, deaf, mute. My cock impelled and now she was inserting what felt like the 8 inch steel butt plug up my ass. Like with my cock, the evenly but progressively larger bulges took their turns stretching my asshole larger again and again, the pain increasing with each.

What had I said? What had she heard last week. She was once again going where she had not gone for a very long time. From her actions from the passed I figures she didn't like playing there, leaving it alone with the odd use of a vibrator only on the outside.

Last week we had talked about anal play and I had explained that my ass was just as sensitive as hers. That she had said she didn't feel right about playing with me there, that it seemed wrong somehow.

I had agreed that anal play was practiced more in the gay community and had negative condemnations by straight males. I had gone on to tell her that her playing with me there added to my pleasure just as it added to hers. It also added a mental twist to our play. That it was also some what humiliating to me, that it gave her more power over me, adding to my submissive side, of being her true sex toy.

So jerk, I guess be careful for what you wish for my mind yelled.

The feeling was intense. The the steel bulges going in and out. The little ones feeling nice the big ones at the end hurting less with each stroke. Then she started with the sounder. Both moving, both adding pleasure with pain.

I pictured myself. Her above me. Me with 1.5 inch steel wrist cuffs, 2 inch ankle cuff, 2 inch collar, partly hidden by a thick leather hood covered is 1/2 inch straps. Chains attached to everything, holding me down. The collar pulling up, unmoving, my body stretched and helpless before her. Oh god yes.

I pushed and pulled my hips, praying to cum, to get some release from a week of teasing, of not thinking straight.

On and on she went, playing me, ass, cock, nipples. always moving, always bringing me so close only to stop and then start again.

I don't know how long it went, it seemed like forever. Please Kelly take me I'm yours.

"Do you love me" It took a moment to understand, to realize it was her. I quickly nodded, hoping at the same time this was her final act, her moment to let me cum.

"Good my little sex slave, I hope you have enjoyed to night because I have." She stop more moment then. "I hope that I have done a good job of playing with you, of making some of what we had talked about come true?" I nodded yes as she finished with. "Good because I have cum at least a half dozen times. It would seem that I do actually like having you this way"

Oh god I didn't like where this was going.

"My love, I'm leaving you like this for the night, for you to think about what we talked about and what is still to come."

I screamed, No! please no, its not fair! My head shaking wildly.

"Easy my sex slave. I've played and now its time for you to get some rest before tomorrow. I love you."

With that the sounder was pulled from my cock.

"Oh my, look at that, you did cum"

No I didn't. I had come close countless times but no, my cock was still hard, my balls full.

"Think this is what you called milking, that you spilled your cum with out cumming, wow and what a mess."

God was see right? It had happened before when I was self playing, but now, here, with her?

After a few minutes of a wet towel cleaning my cock.

"Okay slave, enjoy your night and I'll see you in the morning."

I pulled, wiggled bucked against my bondage, needing release, needing to touch myself, needing my blind need to cum to end.

After a minute I felt myself settle down, to realize I had gotten exactly what I had wanted and now I hated myself for it. To be here like this, her sex toy, her sex slave. Helpless, frustrated and completely under her control.

My hands reached for my cock, my body moving do one side, the pain increasing in my neck and ankles but my fingers only felt the side my leg. So close and yet so far. Then as is she was watching the ear bud came alive.

The sound of sex filling my ears. Of women crying out in joy, crying out in pain, of a Mistress teasing her slave, of women pleading before the sound of leather striking flesh.

I again buck, reached, screamed, cried, pleaded but heard nothing but my only own laboured breathing.

I closed my eyes from the darkness as I laid still, helpless, frustrated, wondering just how far she was going to go. God help me as I knew she was that type of girl that never back away from a fight, that always got what she wanted and right now it seemed that she wanted me to be hers.