Downward Spiral

by Patrick Richards

  “I’d spend a couple of hours and then come home to rescue you. You might have noticed that as the weeks went on, I made your sessions longer and more severe, but you seemed to enjoy it even more.

  “Well, one night while I was sipping a beer, Ryan approached me and asked why I was in here most every night but was always alone. I told him jokingly that you were all tied up at home, and I was just a little bit bored with the situation.

  “He laughed and wanted to know if you were hogtied or tied spread eagle on the bed. I looked at him rather oddly, as I remember, being careful how I answered.

  “Immediately he had a comeback. I remember him saying very distinctly, ‘You really do have him tied up a home, don’t you?’

  “That night I snuck him into the house and showed him. Well, one thing led to another, and I’ve been seeing him on and off for quite a while. Anyway, now that you’re in permanent chastity, I realized I need something more in my life.”

  “But,” I started to say, until she stopped me.

  “Don’t talk. Just listen.

  “I still love you, and I always will. We were sweethearts in college. But, I have decided to make your life complete and make you my slave for the rest of it. It’s what you’ve always wanted, and you know it. You will always be a part of my life, except not as my husband and lover. You’ll be my slave.”

  “Are you divorcing me?”

  “No, just owning you. You’re going to wait on me and serve me forever. I will continue to give you what you always dreamed of and even more. But, I will have lovers who can satisfy my other needs. And just for your information, most of them have far bigger cocks than yours.”

  I hung my head, as everything she said was swarming around in it. Deep down I knew she had been fooling around with other guys for quite some time. Too many times I heard something but didn’t really want to admit it.

  “Now, let’s go upstairs, and I’ll let you bring me with your tongue. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

  “Yes, Mistress.”

  We went to the spare bedroom where she locked me spread eagle on the bed. Margo undressed and climbed up, straddling my face. Before mounting me, she reached between her legs and pulled a tampon from her pussy.

  Quickly she slid forward and demanded, “Eat me, slave and suck me clean. That’s one of your jobs now.”

  As I started licking and sucking her nether lips, his spent jism flowed down into my mouth. It was sickening, but I couldn’t refuse her orders. I had no choice but to eat his cum and satisfy my Mistress.

  I brought her to several earth shattering orgasms before she tired. During that entire time, my cock fought the cage that held it so very tight. I knew there was no escape, but the little brain was determined to try. All it did was make me sore. Maybe someday it will get used to it and realize there is no escape. There are no more erections. There are no more orgasms. There is no more making love. I dreamed of being locked in a cage, but never thought it would be forever. I realized the truth in the last part of that old proverb – I got it all.

  Finally she released me and took me by the hand. She led me into the shower where we kissed and fondled each other’s bodies. Finally we ended up in her bed, arm and arm until morning.

  After breakfast she told me we were going down to Leather Bound. They were having an open house of sorts, and we had to be there by one.

  “But, what am I going to wear? You got rid of all my clothes.”

  “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t let you go out naked.”

  “You aren’t going to make me wear your clothes out in public, are you?”

  “Maybe, would you like to.”

  “I don’t know, it depends on what it is, I guess.”

  She just laughed. “How about I have you wear just one of my sexy bras and a pair of matching panties? We could add a garter belt and some stockings.”

  “No, Mistress, I don’t think so.”

  “But they excite you when I wear them. Besides, what choice do you have? Don’t you have to do everything I say?”

  “Yes, Mistress, but….”

  “Oh, there are no buts about it, slave. You can relax though. I have something else in mind today.”

  “Thank you, Mistress.”

  “Don’t think you’re off the hook in the future.”

  We went upstairs, and she made me use the toilet again. I had a good idea what was going to happen after that. I went in the spare room and lay down on the diaper that she had on the floor. Margo sprinkled my cock, balls and ass with baby powder before closing up the diaper. I got up and pulled on the plastic pants. Before long she was buckling me up in the strait jacket and shorts.

  Finally it was time for the hood. This time she pulled a different hood over my head and laced it up the back. It had eye holes and a mouth opening. After all the buckles were fastened, she started installing small padlocks into the prongs and locking them. I guess she didn’t want anyone letting me out.

  Then she opened a cardboard box and produced a pair of knee high boots. Once on, they were fastened tight with six straps and buckles on each one. There was no way I was going to get them off, especially once she put a padlock in each buckle.

  “Now, stand up.”

  “They aren’t very comfortable,” I commented, as I noticed the three inch heels.”

  She laughed. “I wear heels higher than that on my stilettos every day. Don’t worry; you’ll get used to them. Just walk around until we are ready to go.

  “Now, I told you, they are having an open house. You are going to be on display. We want you to wander around and talk with people – maybe even sell a few of these suits. While you’re milling around, check out all the merchandise. You might see something that catches your eye. Let me know if you find anything that excites you. Oh, you might want to try really hard to sell these outfits, because I told Lilly that if you didn’t sell anything, she could keep you for the night. I understand she’s quite the sadist.”

  “You didn’t make that deal, did you?”

  “Yea, I did, so you’d better work really hard.”

  Margo put a collar around my neck and led me out to her car. She opened the door, helped me in and fastened the seat belt.

  “I hope the cops don’t pull us over if they see me.”

  “Do you want to ride in the trunk?”

  “It would be better than having to answer a lot of questions while the red lights are flashing behind you.”

  “Maybe you’re right. But I bet you just wanted to ride back there anyway.”

  “No, with me dressed like this, it just won’t cause any problems.”

  She helped me out of the car and into the trunk. The lid closed and darkness filled my tight quarters. When we reached the store, she pulled right up front and helped me out. She yanked on my leash and yelled, “That’ll teach you not to follow my orders.” Everyone within earshot turned around and looked.

  By noon a number of people had already arrived at the event. I made the rounds and thought I had some folks interested in the leather stuff, but the price seemed to scare them away. Every once in a while Margo or Lilly would check on me. One time Lilly found me and told me to follow her. She took me over to a large selection of dildos and strap-ons.

  “You see this big black one?” she asked, as she held it up in front of my face. “If you don’t get a suit sold, I’m going to fuck you with this thing until the cows come home, got it?”

  “Yes, Mistress Lilly, but when do the cows come home?”

  “At dawn, asshole. Not until dawn.”

  I swallowed hard, realizing what she meant. The dildo she showed me was at least a foot long and nearly three inches in diameter. I quickly realized there was no way I could ever take it. She just laughed.

  Throughout the afternoon I did my best to sell one of the strait jackets and accessories, but nothing worked. No one was willing to spend $2000 let alone $2800.”

  At six o’clock the open house was over. Ceremoniously, my Mistress h
anded the leash to my collar to Mistress Lilly.

  “He’s all yours, Lilly. I’ll pick up what’s left of him some time tomorrow. Have fun.”

  “Oh, we will,” Lilly said. “He’s really looking forward to our time together, aren’t you, slave?”

  “Yes, Mistress.”

  I couldn’t believe she made such a deal, but who am I to disagree with my Mistress. I would do whatever necessary to please her. Actually I was a little scared to be left with Lilly after she showed me what she was going to use on me.

  Margo looked at me and giggled, “Have fun, slave.”

  Lilly led me down into her personal dungeon and released me from the strait jacket, but she was far from done with leather. After locking my legs to the ends of a three foot spreader bar, she slid a leather arm binder up to my shoulders and crossed the straps over my chest. Then she took her time and slowly started lacing up the binder. Meticulously, she tightened and retightened the laces, drawing my elbows and shoulders ever closer together. When my elbows just about touched. she tied off the laces and buckled several straps around my arms from my wrists up.

  “Hurts, Mistress. It’s too tight.”

  She just laughed, as she hooked the lower end of the binder to a cable that hung from a hoist on the ceiling. Before long I was standing up on my tip toes with my arms pulled up behind me in a heinous strappado position. They were straight up, forcing me to be bent over at the waist and totally available to her.

  “My, oh my… that ass is in such a perfect position,” she said with a smile.

  I realized that she could beat it with anything she wanted, and I would just have to take it. But the worse thing was, she could force that huge black strap-on up my ass and fuck me, and I couldn’t possibly stop that either.

  “Well, slave. It’s a little after six, and I have to work until eight. I hope you enjoy yourself here in my dungeon. I’ll be back and check on you later.”

  “Please, Mistress. Don’t leave me like this.”

  She just laughed and picked up a long, thin whip. It was meant to encourage a horse to run just a little faster, but she planned on using it on my ass.

  “I’m going to give you a dozen nice, hard lashes with this wonderful, yet painful little whip. Just to let you know, every time I come down here to make sure you’re okay, I’ll give you another dozen. That’s okay with you, isn’t it?”

  When she didn’t get a response, she brought the horse whip up between my legs, letting the tip of it kiss my testicles.

  “M – m… yes, it’s okay. I’m here to please you, Mistress.”

  She laughed, saying, “Oh, it’ll please me, but I doubt that you’re going to like it very much.”

  I didn’t. She knew how to extract the most pain with her whip. Every time she hit me with the buggy whip, the pain was far beyond anything I could imagine. When she finished the first dozen, she just left. It hurt so bad, but she just reminded me she would be back in a while.

  My ass was really hurting. The last foot of the monster had bit deep into my ass cheeks, leaving lines of searing fire and excruciating pain.

  After the next whipping she used some gel to coat my asshole and shoved a large butt plug in. It hurt as it passed my sphincter.

  Three times she came down to the dungeon to check on me. Three times she raised a dozen more welts on my ass. Each time she pulled out the butt plug and inserted a larger one. Each of them hurt more than the last.

  Finally the shop was closed, and I was at her mercy. But there was none. Lilly pulled out the plug and prepared to fuck me with the huge, evil black dong. I had to suck it and lick it, so I could experience the size of it. Finally she was ready.

  “You’re not really going to like this, you worthless piece of shit. But that’s okay. I’m going to ram it in your tight little ass and fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”

  She put some cool feeling lube on my asshole and got ready. I felt her pry my ass cheeks apart with her thumbs and line the monster up to my assbud. Then she laughed, as she drove four inches of it inside me.

  “Ah – h – h…. Oh f – u – c – k that hurts. Take it out! Please, take it out,” I screamed, but she didn’t.

  She eased back a little and then drove it in nearly to its large dangling balls. I screamed and yelled, as it bulldozed its way into my once tight ass. Then she really went at it, fucking me as deep and hard as she could.

  The pushing and shoving put more strain on my shoulders, as she brutally screwed me. I continued to scream and yell as the rape seemed to never end.

  “You like taking big, black cocks up your ass, don’t you, mother fucker,” she yelled, as she continued to ride me.

  On and on it went. She didn’t seem to tire, as her hips slammed into my whip-welted ass cheeks. Finally I heard her start to pant, as an orgasm started to rush through her loins.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, pile driving the gigantic dick into me.

  Finally she pulled out, but she wasn’t done with me. Before releasing my arms, she shoved an even larger butt plug into my brutally damaged hole. Finally the motor of the winch hummed and my arms were lowered, allowing me to sink to my knees. Then she threw a mat on the floor and raised my arms back up straight again, putting me in perfect position to satisfy her with my tongue.

  “Now, you can please me, asshole. Lick my pussy and make me happy, or we can start all over again, and trust me, you won’t like it any better.”

  She maneuvered her body into the right place, and I dove face first into her honey pot. I did my best to bring her, but she didn’t seem to respond. I had licked and sucked every part of her hungry pussy. She seemed so hot. The juices were flowing as I tried to do my magic, but it just didn’t work. I had no idea why I couldn’t put her over the edge. I tried so hard, but it was probably too soon after the last one.

  Finally she pushed me away. “I can see why Margo locked you up and went out to find herself some other lovers. You’re pathetic. I had a little vibrator called the ‘Killer Cucumber’ that was so much better than you. Let me show you how we handle this situation.”

  She got up and removed the armbinder and had me turn over on the floor, lying face up. The evil woman hooked a clip to the cable and to my chastity devise just below my balls and pushed the remote. Before long my entire package was pulled up towards the ceiling of the chamber. I pushed up with both my hands and my feet to ease the strain on my cock and balls, but they were drawn up further, supporting the rest of my body.

  It hurt really bad, but I could do nothing the stop it. I raised myself up even higher until I was on just my tip toes and finger tips.

  “Please, Mistress,” I begged, but she just laughed at my new dilemma.

  “Have fun, loser. I’m going to go get a bottle of wine, and then we’re going to play a few more games. And when I return, I’m going to pull your nuts up even higher,” she laughed. “Maybe I’ll take that whip and see how you like it when I use it on your nipples.”

  “Please lower me down just a bit. I don’t know how long I can stay like this.”

  “Not hardly, asshole. If you don’t hold yourself up, you know what will happen,” she laughed hysterically.

  It felt like everything was being pulled out by its roots, but she just continued to laugh and left. I’m sure she wasn’t gone very long, but it seemed like forever. She had a glass of wine in one hand and her whip in the other. Slowly she surveyed the situation. Then she stepped back and flicked the whip so the very tip nipped my right nipple.

  I winced from the pain and tried to move away, but that just pulled harder on my caged parts. She continued playing her little game as I tried to avoid her whip. Over and over she tortured my tits, making me scream and beg for mercy. Finally she lowered the cable until my feet were flat on the floor and I could rest my shoulders on the mat.

  “Now we’re going to try it again,” she said, as she sat down putting her pussy to my lips. I worked at a feverous pace, licking the ever flowing juic
es and slamming my tongue against her hard clit. After several minutes I felt her muscles tighten. Then it happened. A tidal wave of lust roared through her, as she flooded me with her girl cum.

  “That was a little better. Maybe there’s hope for you yet.”

  She got up and lowered the hoist, so she could unhook me.

  “Turn over again on your belly. Get up on your knees and don’t move.”

  Lilly removed the spreader bar from my ankles but replaced it with a similar device I couldn’t see. Each ankle was locked into metal shackles which held them about two feet apart. Then she had me reach my arms back between my legs. Each wrist was locked into other shackles near the center of the bar. I had to turn my head to one side to get just a slight bit more comfortable. In this position, my ass was high in the air, and I was totally helpless and completely vulnerable.

  She walked around me and flicked her whip against my balls several times. She was a master with that little whip, snapping the end right on my nuts. I screeched.

  “Now, I’m going to go get some more wine. Then, I’m going to show you another way of fucking that ass of yours.”

  She wasn’t gone long, but when she returned, she stood where I could see her. I watched as she slid her hand into a long rubber glove. Immediately I got a knot in my stomach. I knew what she was going to do.

  “Please don’t,” I whispered.

  She laughed quietly to herself, as she went back and knelt near my ass.

  “You know what I’m going to do, don’t you?”

  “Yes, I think so.”

  “Tell me, slut. What do you think I’m going to do?”

  “Fist fuck me?”

  “You’re absolutely right for such a stupid little bastard.”

  Lilly pulled the plug from my ass and then used some lube on her glove. I felt her pushing her fingers into me, getting me extra slick. Ever so slowly she pushed all four fingers into my already stretched hole. She twisted them back and forth before adding her thumb.