Short(ish) story: Endless

[na****]

Another email comes.
I click the link.
The movie player opens.
I shouldn't watch this
but I can't help myself.

I still remember every moment of that night.

----

"I have a special task for you.
A kind of a test.
If you pass it, you will receive the ultimate reward.
If you fail, your punishment will be endless.

It will be difficult
but I made you mine
and I trained you
because I thought
you had what it takes.
I know you love me more than anything
and you have shown me that you are strong.
I hope you have the strength for this."

She leads me into the room.
It looks the same as always.
The table, my collar,
crops, floggers, cuffs, chains, ropes
and all the other tools she uses
to perfect my worship.

"Kneel, facing the corner.
Wait for my instructions.".
I kneel.
She slips a blindfold over my eyes.

For the next few minutes she is busy.
Doing what, I cannot tell.
I wait.
No cuffs.
These days, we only need them
when she is training me to reach new limits
or inflicting some severe punishment.
No collar?
That's always the first thing...

I hear the familiar sounds of metal and leather.
After some minutes, I hear her voice.
Something is different though.
Her voice is distant...

"Do not move until I tell you to.
Just listen.

As you well know,
***, ***, danger, all heighten the senses.
Sometimes I like to explore those feelings.
Without an owner, this is tricky.

I have planned an experience for myself
and you will serve it to me.
You will follow my instructions exactly.
Do not be afraid.
You know well how to inflict ***
and I know my limits.

Remove your blindfold,
come to the table
and tap the screen."

The screen? This is new.
I stand up, turn around,
and remove my blindfold.

She is standing beside the table,
stunning as always
but what is going on?
Her mouth is held open by a ring-gag,
her knees spread apart by a metal bar.
A black leather collar, my collar,
is fastened around her neck.
Her arms are behind her back.
Otherwise, she is naked, exposed and ***.
I walk over and check.
She has the cuffs on her wrists,
the keys lay on the table.

Is this a trick?

I have never seen her show an ounce of weakness
but I have pictured this before.
Since we first met,
I have fantasized about making her mine
in every way imaginable.
When I asked, she said she would consider it
but in the end I let her own me.
My first and only time.
It was the only way to keep her
but I have never stopped thinking about this.

She grunts through the gag.
I out of my thoughts.
She fixes me with a stare,
she is impatient.
Another grunt
and she motions to the table with her head.
I see a tablet with the words "tap here" on the screen.
"Forgive me. I was surprised",
I tap the screen.

Her voice again,
"This tablet will give you my instructions.
Listen carefully.
Do exactly as I say.
Use the tools I tell you to use
in the ways I tell you.
No more. No less.
You are not gagged because you will need your mouth.
Do not speak to me.
Do not question me.
As always, you are a tool for my pleasure,
under my control.
Tap once more to start the program."

I tap the screen.

"Warm-up. Light spanking.
Let's get the *** flowing
and get you over any hesitations you may have.
Attach my collar to the ceiling chain.
Make sure there is some tension in it.
Blindfold me.
Take the riding crop
and strike me as instructed.
Don't be shy.
I want to feel it.
Do not disappoint me.
I created the program
but it has random elements,
so I do not know where you will strike.
You may surprise me sometimes
and tantalize me others.
You already know my style."

I take the chain that hangs from the ceiling
and slip it through the ring on her collar,
pulling it up until I feel her weight.
I fasten the chain in place with a clip
and go fetch the crop and blindfold.

As I slip the blindfold down,
over those beautiful eyes
I see her pupils are wide with excitement
but she is staring at the wall,
like I don't exist.

I check the screen to see a list.
"Generated targets

Pussy.
Pussy (harder).
Tits (both)
..."

Her knees are spread wide
her pussy is open a little.
I should strike her with a riding crop?
I want to
but what will happen if I do this?
Will she punish me?
Maybe.
If I disobey it will be worse.

I take the crop and line up.
I use the tongue
to tease apart the lips of her pussy.
I hear her take a breath.
She tenses up.
I draw back and strike.
She gasps a little.

That sound.
Usually it means I have surprised her,
served her some intense pleasure,
with my worship.

That sound triggers something.
I feel myself start to get hard.
Until now I had felt nothing at all.
I was too stressed out by this whole situation,
but now, my *** was pumping.
This exquisite woman was *** in front of me.

Before I dedicated myself to her,
I had owned many women.
Made them beg for mercy or beg for more.
I thought I knew what I was doing
but she has taught me so much.
If this is what she wants,
I know exactly what to do.

Still, I must be careful.
I must follow her instructions.

She never stops amazing me.
Bound, gagged and spread open
yet somehow she is still in charge.

Pussy. Harder.
I draw back a little further
careful not to give any hints.
This one will be a surprise.

It lands with a whack,
catching her on an exhale,
turning it into a low groan.
She takes a breath.
I see her tongue press against the back of her teeth.
A slight shudder, as she breathes out,
tells me that I hit the mark.

By now I am rock hard.
I am not allowed to touch it
without her permission
but she has not caged it up.
Will this task require me to fuck her?
She would never let me, would she?

I look at that gag.
Her mouth held open.
The ultimate reward?
I picture her choking on my cock,
her nose pressed into my crotch,
pleading for mercy with those big eyes.
She leaves nothing to chance.
There must be a reason for that gag.

Next target...

----

She had me *** her in ways
I could never have thought of,
just as she ***d me.
Sometimes pleasure, always ***.
She came harder than I've ever seen.
I don't know where her limits are.
She is tough.
While she gasped, groaned, twisted and squirmed,
she always seemed ready for more.

---

By now we are both soaked with sweat
and she has drooled all over herself.

"Put me on my knees.
Stand in front of me.
Remove my blindfold.
Take your cock
and put the head just inside my gag.
Feel the heat of my breath.
Count to ten.
Slowly.
Then tap the screen."

I do as I'm told.
She stares up at me.
What is that look?
Have I passed the test?
Am I going to get my reward?
Her breath on my cock is like fire.
I can see her tongue moving,
licking her teeth
but never touching me.
She is practically blowing on my cock,
making it throb each time.
She knows exactly what she is doing.
This is agony.
I could turn it into ecstasy at any time,
she could not stop me.
That just makes it worse.

After the longest count of my life,
I tap the screen.

"Place the stool in front of me
bend me over and rest my chest on it.
Kneel behind me.
Cover your cock in lube.
Spread my ass wide
and place the tip of your cock against my asshole.
Do not put it inside me.
Then tap the screen."

I do as I'm told.
I am shaking now.
I can barely contain myself.
I'm so hard it hurts.
As my slippery cock touches her asshole it spasms.
My balls ache from excitement without release.
If I fuck her now, would I even last ten seconds?
I tap the screen.

"Squeeze my ass cheeks closed
over the head of your cock.
Feel the heat."

It feels so good, so hot, so tight.
I might come just from this.

"Tap the screen."

I tap.

"Lean over me,
grab a handful of my hair.
Turn my head
and look into my eyes.
Imagine what would happen
if you ***d yourself into my ass right now.
Think of the the sounds I would make.
Imagine my eyes popping open wide.
Imagine me struggling underneath you
as you make me yours.
Imagine pulling me to my knees again
and forcing that filthy hard cock
into my mouth
and down my throat as I wriggle and gag.
I know how to take a full cock in my throat.
and drain every last drop of cum.
...
Imagine it.
...
I forbid it."

She forbids it?
She is utterly ***,
how could she stop me?

She is staring at me.
Her eyes narrow.
What is next?
She will not break me.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
BEEP.

Her eyes close.
She lets out a long breath
and slumps onto the stool.

"Remove the bar from my knees and uncuff me.
Then blindfold yourself.
Cuff your hands behind your back,
and wait quietly."

I do as I'm told.
I hear her moving behind me.

Passing her test was not so hard.
I am stronger than she thinks.

This was her most elaborate *** for me.
Was this the reward?
Getting to do to her what an owner would do.
It certainly was an amazing experience.
She worked so hard to make it happen.
Everything was so precisely controlled.
Of course she didn't make me fuck her
like a *** piece of meat.
She could not have controlled that.
How could she remain my owner
if I had used her like that,
if I had made her mine...

She fastens the collar around my neck.
I didn't realize until now
how much I had missed it.
I hear the clink of the chain slipping through the ring.
She pulls.
I rise up on my toes.
She pulls some more.

She is in front of me now.
I feel her hand reach down.
My balls are so sensitive.
What's coming next?
Even when I obey her perfectly,
she may *** me.
She explained that if my obedience could protect me
that would give *me* power
and she will not allow that.
There is no fair or unfair
there is only what pleases her in the moment.

She starts to squeeze.
Harder. Harder.
I will be strong.
So hard that I gasp.
I try to move a little but my foot gives way
and my weight falls on my collar.
For a moment I cannot breathe.
"What are these?", she asks.
I try to answer but only a gurgle escapes.
She releases her grip
and I steady myself.
"Answer me!".
She smacks my balls with the back of her hand.
I almost fall again.
What does she want me to say?
"Balls?", I reply.

"Are they?", she ped, sounding angry now,
"Five minutes ago, I'm sure they felt full
but when it mattered,
there was nothing in there.
You could have owned me tonight
and a thousand nights after,
like you said you wanted
but you failed me."

"There is nothing sweeter than to own somebody
who wants to own you", her tone had softened.
"When you know that everything you do to them,
they desperately want to do to you.
You said you wanted to own me.
I believed you
but you were not ready.
I taught you everything I know.
And finally,
I put myself in your hands, powerless,
all you had to do was close your fingers
but now I see that you will never be ready."

"But...", I started.
She stops me with the lightest of kisses.

"Shhhh", her voice a whisper now,
"You know you must not speak
unless I command it.
It's OK.
There is no shame.
Only a few have come this close.
But they were also happy to stay owned
when I tested them.
I hoped you were different
but I understand it.
When I find my owner,
perhaps I will be the same."

She is behind me now.
She presses something cold into my hand.
The keys?

"I am still your owner
and you have failed me
there is only one punishment left."

I hear the door close.

Silence.

---

A few days later I receive an email with a link.
From noreply@noreply.
It's a movie file.
I recognize the room.
She was recording it?
I can see now
that she was staring at the camera.

I must have watched that movie every night for a year.
Then another link arrived.
Not the same room of course
but the same story.

Every year or two I would receive another.
The image quality improves
and somehow, she is more beautiful
and inventive than ever
but little else changes.
It was little comfort to see
these others fail just as I had.

Until last week.
Yet another video of an ordinary looking guy.
Except this one does
what none of us could do.
He listens to her to baiting him.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
But then, he nails her.
Her whole body stiffens.
She wriggles and thrashes
but he brings his weight to bear.
She is off the stool now and on the floor
and he is on top of her.
One hand reaches underneath her,
squeezing and twisting a nipple.
The other arm goes under her neck,
catching it in the crook of his elbow,
pulling her head back and up,
turning her screams into hoarse grunts.

He lasts about twenty seconds
before pumping months of pent up agony and frustration into her,
in four or five deep strokes.
His groans drown out hers.
We all earned this
but only he took it.

He slumps on top of her for a few seconds
then he gets up
and pulls her up to her knees.
He grabs her by the hair
and pushes his still-hard cock through the ring gag.
"Clean it."
She does not react.

He brushes her hair away from her face.
She meets his gaze.

"There is no need to provoke me.
Tonight will be brutal
with or without your obedience
but as a mark of respect to your owner."

Her head starts to bob up and down,
turning from side to side
as she works her tongue
all over that cock.
All the time, her eyes are fixed on his.
When she is finished,
she pulls her head back.
His cock is soft now.
She turns towards the camera
and stares at it,
at me.
Slowly, she nestles into his crotch,
closing her eyes with a sigh.

---

The videos of what he does to her
come every night now.
My punishment is endless.

[Deleted Member]

Spectacular! 👍

[Si****]

Dude... you said short... 🤣🤣

[PixieDust]

Love a short story ......I can only imagine how long, the long version would be 😋 fun read though, thanks for sharing 

[na****]

Tuesday at 05:22 PM, SirPhileasFlogg said:

Dude... you said short... 🤣🤣

Ish!

[na****]

Yesterday at 02:57 AM, PixieDust said:

Love a short story ......I can only imagine how long, the long version would be 😋 fun read though, thanks for sharing 

That was just the tip 😁