Dahlia
My ass is already burning from his hand, so when the cane strike me low on my ass, almost on the tender part of my upper thighs I scream out.
It's always been a mystery to me how it works. How something can hurt so much and yet turn you on at the same time. Is a defect? Is it as simple as being a kink? Is it a mental illness? Because we should enjoy pain right? We shoudln't enjoy a person bringing us to our break points. I shouldn't enjoy the physical pain, and I shouldn't enjoy the mental pain either.
Part of my screams to beg him for both, even though I know his words tend to hurt far more than the physical pain.
I thank him for each strike of the cane, one after the other. My pussy drips down my thighs as my ass burns and I grip the head board hard as tears roll down my cheeks.
"call me names" I say, barely audible.
He pauses.
"What's that?" he asks and I flinch when the cane touches my ass. But it's only a carress. He rubs it over the welts I can already feel forming.
"Please sir. Tell me what a whore I am" I say, my voice shaking with my request, tears dropping from my chin.
"I think it's pretty clear what a whore you are pretty girl" he says as the cane strikes my ass again, one the sensitive part of my flesh, right where my ass and thighs meet.
"t-thank you" my voice quivers and I force the words from my mouth.
"dumb little whore" he says as if he's disgusted, but I know his cock is hard for me. For us and what we do in his bedroom. Hard for the way I give myself to him, sacrificing myself to him in this room in anyway he wants. Because the truth is, he could make me spend the rest of my life wanting him. He could never fuck me, and I'd still come to him, crave him, and need his particular brand of torture.
He sets the cane down, balancing it on my ass.
"Make it fall and I will use it on you everywhere Dahlia." he warns.
I nod. "Yes sir" I say sniffling as he grabs the lube and the butt plug.
I bite my lip as I feel the lube drizzle over my asshole, the end of the butt plug pushing into me gently, he works it in, one of the larger ones in the collection, but not the biggest. It's a simple plug,t shaped, made of pink silicone, with bumps, looking like tiny balls melted together, in ascending sizes.
Pushing it in slowly, working it in, teasing and making me try to move. I focus on the cane more than I do the plug. Not wanting to disappoint him, not wanting to fuck up.
My nipples are so hard they hurt, and my cheeks are soaked with tears , my pussy soaked with arousal and she pushes it all the way in, letting my ass take it. The plug rests inside me as he moves his hand between my legs.
"Look at you Dahlia..." he says , his fingers pushing into me. I gasp as two of them slip into my pussy fucking me gently, so fucking slowly I start to cry. Frustrated tears running down my face now.
"Only nasty little whores get this wet from being beaten...only whores get wet for men that break them down" he groans and his fingers twist and curl down towards the front of my pussy, pressing the spot behind my pubic bone and I whimper.
My body begs me to move, to push back on his fingers, to fuck them.
The cane weighs nothing, but weighs heavy on ass as I feel it move just slightly and freeze and grip the head board.
"careful pretty girl....remember what I told you....if that cane touches the bed...you wont leave this room until every part of you is whipper and covered in welts...even that pretty fucking face" he says and I bite my lip hard as his fingers fuck me faster, I gasp , my cunt clenching around him and my toes curling.
"Mmmmm" he groans.
"That feel good?" he asks.
"yes sir" I answer, squeezing my eyes shut.
"what should we put in your ass next?" he asks, reminding me of his little game.
My mouth waters at the thought of sucking his cock.
"anything" I answer.
He groans.
"Don't say that Dahlia, unless you mean it....because I wont choose nicely." he says and I moan.
"A dildo" I answer.
"Which one, the nice big one?" he asks and I feel my asshole pucker.
"Please no...sir" I answer him.
"A whore like you should be able to take anything for me Dahlia...but...alright....which one?" he asks.
"the b-blue one...w-with the white tip" I tell him.
"Mmmm, as you wish" he says.
I feel the cane reminding me to not even chance a look at him, to not move a single bit as he walks over to the drawers of the sex toys, and pulls open the drawer with all of the dildos. He had several that he used on me. The one I chose was ribbed with ridges, and shaped like a dragons cock. Or at least what the sexy toy world deemed a dragons cock to look like. It was a bright blue, with the head of it white.
Walking back over to the bed he walks towards me and grabs the cane. It slips off my back and I let out a heavy breath my hand regripping the head board as he sets it on the bed and then pulls the other plug from my ass carefully and I moan at the sensation, feeling my ass close up again as he retrieves it.
"Here, hold onto this little whore pig" he says, bringing the plug to my mouth and I open and he grins as he pushes it into my mouth. I close my mouth around it.
"very good." he says and moves onto the bed and I feel him kneel behind me.
"you're a fucking whore Dahlia" he says and I moan and he rubs his fingertips over the welts left by the cane and I whimper and flinch my hips jerking when I feel him trace the burning marks.
"but you're a pretty one" he says and I feel him press the head of the dildo to my pussy first and slide it in and I moan as he works it.
"STAY. STILL." he growls when I push back.
I whine in frustration.
"I'm sorry sir" I say around the plug in my mouth. I pant and close my eyes, hissing inwardly and he pushes it in. It's slow, but fast enough that I dont have time to adjust and my pussy hugs the dildo tight and he turns it inside of me. I feel the head whirl against my walls as the curve changes sides as he rotates it.
"you have such a horny little pussy" he says and I moan.
"youd stay like this all day if you could hmm? All day every day, just getting your little whore holes fucked by anything you could huh?" he asks and I nod.
"yes sir" I answer and he groans.
I moan as he pulls it out slowly.
"Looks at that whore pussy , trying to hold onto it...trying to squeeze around this dildo to keep that little cunt stuffed" he says and I heave a breath, wanting to beg him to fuck me, wanting to beg him to let me suck his cock now, even thought his is only the second item ...and it hasnt even gone in my ass yet.
This was going to be a long game, and I think I might die before the end of it.
"Go on...fuck it Dahlia." he says and I gasp as I take in his words, registering them and then push back onto it, and pull forward with my hands on the head board.
"Yes" I moan quietly and gasp again as I move back and forth and he pushes it in and out.
"Do you know how sexy your slutty little cunt is ?" he asks and I moan.
"You're fucking dripping on this Dahlia...it's already fucking soaked...you're such a horny little whore...a dirtly little whore pig"
"Now you're gunna fuck it with that ass." he says, taking it from me without warning, my cunt weeping in protest and I feel the slick mess running down my thighs.
He removes the plug from my mouth, tossing it to the bed, then grabs more lube.
"Your little ass is going to be sore when we're through Dahlia" he says and I feel the head of the dildo at my ass, the lube dripping around it, as he works it in, but only gives me just the tip.
I moan as I stretch around it.
"I'm about to drive this thing right in your ass Dahlia." he says and I moan and nod.
"yes, please. sir." I beg breathing heavily.
I scream out when he pushes it in roughly. Violently slamming it inside of me and I jump and curse.
"Stay still little pig" he says.
I whimper and grip hard to the headboard as he draws it out, and then slams it right back in. I curse and turn my head and bite my arm.
"Fucking whore" he grumbles.
"BEG FOR IT" he growls loudly.
"PLEASE!" i scream.
"fuck my ass Lincoln, please...please...oh!" I scream when he slams it in again and I almost crumple to the bed from the way it feels, hurting, but filling me in the best way.
"Keep fucking begging you stupid fucking whore" he groans and I do. I beg, and I beg as Lincoln keeps fucking me with the dildo. My ass taking it over and over as I try to stay still. To keep myself from fucking it back, to keep myself from collapsing or jumping when he pushes it in harshly.
"Such a nasty fucking whore" he groans and takes it out, spitting on my ass and then I feel the thud of the dildo on the bed and his hands on my ass spreading it, and I groan as his tongue licks me from cunt to ass and his tongue teases my hole.
It pushes in and he groans , shoving it deeper, then deeper, eating my ass as I try to stay still, his hands gripping at the abused flesh of my ass that still stings.
"yes Lincoln" I moan as I hand my head and pant, my hands slipping from the head board and I whimper as I fall , my face to the bed, ass in the air. But Lincoln doesnt reprimand me or punish me for it, he lets me stay this way as he groans.
"My tongue is object number three...I hope your keeping count you stupid fucking slut..." he says and I moan.
"What number is after three ?" he asks as his thumb presses against my ass.
"F-four" I reply.
"That's right...good job you dumb fucking bitch.." he says as he shoves his thumb into me, pushing it in and out and I tense around him and moan , gripping the pillows and pulling one to my mouth, biting into it as I groan when he spits on my ass and his thumb keeps fucking me.
"That's four bitch.....how many more to go ?" he asks.
"twenty six" I moan.
"How amazing....that a dumb little whore like you can do the math" he says and slides his thumb out and slaps my ass and I scream.
He slaps it again. Another scream.
I whimper as I watch the cane leave the bed.
"Count to four Dahlia." he groans.
With each count, I get the cane on my ass. Four more spankings with it, and my ass burns again with new fire that has licked it's way across my skin by his hand.
"What's next Dahlia? What are we putting in that fucking ass of yours now?"