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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I lay there on the table, face down, my nose an inch from the plate of dinner. a small portion of lightly seasoned chicken, diced potato and baby carrots.
Sir and Miss adjusted my arms to the restraints kept them in position. The shackles were cold to the touch, the smooth leather feeling good against my skin. Almost as good as someones nails being dragged down my back.
A hard smack landed on my ass, followed by another, then another- making my body quiver and pushing my plug into me a little further as a low moan escaped my lips.
Sir stopped his abuse of me for now and started to caress my ass, Miss stood at the head of the table, hands behind her back with her eyes lowered.
Sir said to her two simple words... "Feed him".
She began to feed me, cutting the food into small chunks and I have to admit, it was delicious and cooked to perfection.
After I had finished my small meal, Sir instructed me to get up on my knees- this resulted in my ass being up in the air, as my arms were still shackled to the table. A most undignified position however Sir seemed to approve as he reached under me and started to unfasten my belt and trousers.
Miss walked to the side of the table and helped Sir remove the remainder of my clothes, my trousers and plain black boxers were pulled down.
I heard gasps and grunts of approval behind me as my cockring and buttplug were revealed.
"Well goodness me" Sir exclaimed, "It seems our Boy has been keeping himself ready for us, my dear".
As I turned my head, I could see Miss bending over the table out of the corner of my eye, as if she was going for a very close look.
"He certainly has Sir, and I sooooo appreciate a well prepared toy" she purred.
Miss then started to kiss my cheek, moving closer to the plug with each tender, delicate kiss.
I could feel Sir's tounge tracing the curve of my other cheek, going around then up the crack until he got to the plug.
I don't know who it was, but as I felt two tounges working their way around the plug- someone's tounge pressed it further into me, so firmly that before long- it fully entered me, the flaired end had failed to stop the toy from being lost to my darkess.
A sharp and loud gasp erupted from my lips- I never expected this to happen at all.
*SMACK*, Sir's strong hand struck me
*WHACK*, as did Miss' hand.
They were taking turns to beat me, going back and forth between them for several minutes, clearly taking delight in my pain as I lay there, my ass, full of silicone, raised in the air with my head, face down on the table with my arms restrained to the table.
With every strike, I moaned and wimpered with the blissful mixture of pain and ecstacy.
My cock was swollen huge with the filthy passion of it all, straining against the cockring that had been in place for most of the day- and indeed most of the month since I first put it on a month ago.
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I'll put some up tomorrow night.
Have you seen part one yet
