Mistress Talia: a sadistic domme

(continued from a day with my puppy (part 2))

I'm a sadist. I like to push a submissive just beyond what they can stand, to inflict a bit more pain than what they can experience as pleasure, to truly make them suffer for me. This is what I find most satisfying physically in scene.

While inexperienced at both crossdressing and practical service, puppy was a very experienced masochist when I met him. I can whip, spank, cane and flog him as hard as I am comfortable doing, and he just likes it. But tonight, I had a plan for pushing him beyond himself a bit... binder clips.

I generally test the tightness of nipple clamps or clothespins by putting them on the webbing between my thumb and forefinger. One day at my desk, I tested a small binder clip and released this hurt pretty bloody awful. Yet, I could leave it on for several minutes, and it didn't break skin or cause any damage.

So... after he finished eating, I put a leash on puppy and led him on his hands-and-knees across the kitchen and up the stairs to the front bedroom. Once there, I allowed him to stand and told him to lift his dress and apron above his waist, then to lie on the waterbed.

I informed him there would be no bondage this evening, that he was expected to stay still by force of will. I reached through the crotchless panties and extracted his scrotum.

I knelt beside the bed and began placing clips. Immediately, I realized this was going to have the effect I'd hoped for, as he gasped and his eyes teared. As I placed the fourth clip, he made eye contact with me and beseeched me silently. I suspected he was on the verge of safewording, so I murmured encouragement, "It's OK, you can stand it" and saw him get a hold of himself.

He took a deep breath and as he exhaled, I reached between his legs and shook the bed beneath him. He screamed out as the waves shook his tortured sack, and I comforted him further, "You're doing fine, it's OK, I'm right here."

When the bed stilled, I placed a couple more clips on his scrotum and he began quietly crying. I shushed him as I might a child, making wordless sounds to him, "shhhhh...."

Ah! This was exactly what I'd hoped for!

I grabbed his face with my hand and turned him towards me and looked him in the eye, "I'm going to start taking them off now. You need to be strong, do you hear me?" I saw a flash of fear in his eyes.

"Take a deep breath now. Another." And on the second exhale, I removed a clip and he screamed.

"Shhh... it's OK. They have to come off. Hold my hand." He held my left hand tightly as I removed the second and third clips with my right hand.

"OK, we'll take a break now. Just breath deep. Relax." I held his hand in both of mine for a few minutes, silently comforting him.

Then I reached down between his legs and as he flinched expecting the pain of removal, I shook the bed again. I removed two more clips before he finished screaming.

"It's OK. There's just one more left. We're almost done."

I removed the last clip, then lifted him up into my arms, and petted his head as he sobbed into my bosom.

"You were a good boy. That was hard. You did very well."

Between sobs, he thanked me, told me he couldn't have done it without me. He shook and cried.

After a few minutes of petting, I told him to get up and stand in front of my desk with his hands behind his back. As he stood waiting, I pulled my panties off beneath my skirt, put on my harness and strap on, and lubed the dildo up with metholated muscle rub.

I approached him, pushed his chest down on to the dresser, kicked his legs apart so his ass was at the appropriate height, pressed the head of my "cock" up to his sphincter and whispered hoarsely, "I'm going to fuck you now..."

He yelped before I even entered him, feeling the burning of the menthol on his sphincter. I was wild by now, and took him hard, with his gasps and yells keeping rhythym with my hips as I plunged into him again and again.

I shuddered as the first orgasm hit me, my knees nearly buckling, but as I heard him whimper, I pressed in again hard, setting off a second orgasm before I'd finished the first. Then I withdrew about halfway and plunged in again, setting off a third orgasm. Temporarily spent, I withdrew, stepped out of the harness and lowered my skirt.

I leaned over him and kissed the hollow between his shoulders and then lifted him. "Go clean up," I ordered, "and get out of those clothes. I want you nude."

"Yes Lady," he replied.

SCENE INDEX
a day with my puppy (part 1)
a day with my puppy (part 2)
a day with my puppy (part 3)
a day with my puppy (part 4)
a day with my puppy (part 5)
a day with my puppy (part 6)