Session 17-10-2025

Sir shuts off his game and I come back to reality as I realise he’s unclipping my restraints. Its finally time for him to fuck me! Sir orders me into position 6 (slut) on the bed and begins to secure my legs to the headboard with rope. Once he’s finished my hole is helplessly exposed for him to do with as he pleases and I can’t wriggle out of it. I can flex my legs to help stretch my hips and realise I could be left like this for quite a while so Sir could fuck me as much as he wants. I want him to abuse my hole so fucking much and secretly wish he’d keep me like this all night and fuck me endlessly. The last time Sir fucked me was the best I’ve ever had so I’m desperate for his cock to be railing me again.

He starts to finger me and it feels a bit strange. He tries two fingers and it feels like too much. My hole won’t accommodate them despite easily being able to take it before. Fuck! I think the plug fucking may have tired out my hole too much. I feel disappointed that I hadn’t done more training for stamina since I know that's a weaker area. Sir seems determined and says ‘I’m going to try and fuck you slowly slave’. I am a bit hesitant at first since the fingering did feel off but I really want him to fuck me too so I eagerly await his cock. He starts to push it in and oh my fucking God it feels amazing. His cock fills me up so completely and feels so nice and warm. I’m so glad Sir tried after the initial discomfort since this fucking already feels the best I’ve ever felt and we’re only 5 strokes in. 

‘I want you to focus on your cock slave. Think about cumming’, Sir orders. My dick twitches in response and focusing on it more makes it start to feel tingly and warm. ‘Imagine me fucking the cum out of you, slave’, Sir whispers. He adds more lube and I feel like his sloppy fuckhole. His cock is hitting my prostate with each stroke thanks to the bondage keeping me in place and Sir’s cock being rock hard in me. Each thrust feels better than the last. I feel a deep lust in my stomach and the tingly feeling in my cock kicks into a new gear. Fuck, being railed has never felt so good before! I ask Sir if he can keep talking dirty to me since it’s really turning me on. He starts saying how he will never unlock me and that he will keep me as his slave stored in a closet only to be taken out to serve. This taps into my darkest fantasies and I want them to be true with Sir. I want to be his depraved hole available for use 24/7. I want to be kept gagged and bound in rubber when he’s not using me. I feel like I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I never want this feeling to stop! I start babbling my own horny ramblings in return saying that Sir should never let me have a cock stimulated orgasm again. That he should lock me in a chastity belt and throw away the key. Keep me his denied and desperate slave forever. I’m now feeling intense pleasure in my groin at each thrust and I can feel an orgasm growing. ‘Keep talking please Sir, I’m getting close’ I whisper between my moans. Sir starts to fuck me really hard and I can barely think of anything except my cock and my hole. I feel like I’m in heaven. I’ve never been fucked like this before and I can’t get enough. It's pure bliss. 

‘Do I have permission to cum Sir?’ I ask since I feel like I’m unbearably close. Sir of course says yes and I can tell he’s extremely close too. It’s been a solid 10 minutes of intense fucking so something will have to give soon. I pray that he can last so that he fucks the cum out of me. I feel like I’m a whisper away but Sir cums and I can feel him get slightly less hard. Fuck! I can’t believe how close I feel but my prostate isn’t getting rammed as hard anymore and it feels like it's slipping away. I let out a defeated moan and writhe a bit in my bondage to see if that will help me tick back to being horny enough to cum but the moment has passed and my first chance at cumming in a month slips away before me. I’m gutted that I couldn’t quite get over the edge but its hands down the best fuck of my entire life so its a firm win in my books. I’m also extremely happy that I know an anal orgasm is possible for me. I used to think it out of reach for me but Sir’s training has made it within touching distance. I’m so grateful to Sir. 

Sir then puts me to bed by tying my wrists and ankles to the top and bottom of the bed which puts me so deeply in the slave headspace. I feel like a toy being kept ready for use whenever I’m needed and it feels so good. I should always feel this way around Sir. He puts the cover over me and kisses me before turning the lights off. I drift off to sleep smiling thinking of the fuck from earlier. 

I’m woken from my sleep by Sir early in the morning and I forget I’m still tied so I try to get up. I’m quickly reminded of my place when the restraints keep me held down. Sir spoons me briefly then orders me to turn over to face him. He grabs my head with his hand and shoves it down to his crotch so I immediately get to work on his cock. My arms are stretched out over my head to their limits and the cuffs are biting into my wrists a bit to get down to his cock but I don’t care - I’m just happy that I'm getting to suck him off again. It makes me feel like his pathetic fuck toy and encourages me to go to town on his dick. Sir then straddles me and wanks himself to completion making sure all his load is pumped down my throat. He leaves me to head back to his bed with his bf once I’m finished swallowing since I’m no longer needed for any use. I’m feeling very used once again and extremely happy about it. 

I’m eventually released from the bed and Sir brings up punishments. I sort of forgot about them during all the horny events of yesterday. All the mistakes I made to earn the punishments race through my mind in quick succession. How severe do I think Sir will be in punishing the mistakes I made? Some of the mistakes I thought were only minor and so I was naively hoping they’d be punished gently. However, Sir believes punishments should always be harsh to encourage me to be the best I can be. I’m really nervous it will be the cane again. He informs me we are going swimming and I will of course be in one of the revealing swimsuits I tried on earlier. I am simultaneously relieved and anxious - I’m glad I’m not being caned (yipee!) but I also feel a bit helpless and nervous about swimming in such exposing trunks. I sort of hope Sir is just teasing me but then he plops my clothes and the swimsuit on the bed next to me. ‘Aww, is the slave nervous?’ Sir teases and I can’t help but give him a sheepish ‘Yes sir’ which I think unfortunately made him even more sure this was the right punishment to choose. Sir is really going to enjoy parading around his locked slave. 

We get to the pool and I’m just in my small black trunks which thankfully hide my cage bulge more than the other choices. I feel a bit exposed but the walk to the pool is mercifully short and most of it is between lockers. I hop in the pool and everything feels normal again. I rely on Sir to count the laps which in hindsight is a bit lazy as his slave. I should have been counting too but my mind was too preoccupied with the cage and not getting left behind in the laps. In the changing stalls after the swim Sir orders me to show off my locked cock and he snaps a picture. I try to get my towel to dry and relieve the cold but Sir orders me to my knees and he pulls out his cock. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this but I comply and give my first public(ish) blowjob. It's a thrill but I am glad when it's over and feel relieved that no one caught us. 

We get back to Sir’s and the other punishments are dealt with there. He dishes out 10 spanks with the gentler paddle to loosen me up and wear me down and then 10 with the harsher one to really drive home the punishment. They really really sting at the end and I’m counting the numbers through gritted teeth. Sir raises the paddle for strike 20 so I brace and suck in a sharp breath but he doesn’t hit. He just laughs at seeing me writhing and being so helpless. He’s probably getting hard at it the evil fucker! The last one hits and I’m glad it's over so I let my guard down but then 10 more hits then come from his hand. I writhe and bend over trying to deal with the pain but Sir’s hand follows and I just have to accept it. Another lesson learned - never assume Sir is finished until he says it's over.

I pack my things away and Sir signs off the punishments in my book as dealt with. Finally at a clean slate again! I’m feeling a lot of emotions through a haze of exhaustion after hard use for the past day but the prevailing one is a fun mix of horniness and satisfaction. I’m deeply horny since I still haven't cum and also extremely satisfied that I’ve been of good use and Sir has enjoyed using me. Before heading out I get to kiss Sir’s feet one last time and then I’m sent on my way once again locked, collared and horny as a slave should be.