Tie me up
Blindfold me
Gag me
Slap me
Knee me in the balls
Pinch my nipples
Call me names and talk down to me
Spank me 75 times with the cat
Spank me with the flogger 100 times all over my body
Spank me 50 times with the belt
Spank me 30 times with the slapper
Whip me 5-10 times with the bull whip
Use the neuro wheel all over me
Pop me with rubber bands
Put clothes pins all over me 30-50
Tie a 5 lbs weight to my balls and make crawl after you begging to lick you.
Pour hot candle wax all over me
Grab balls tight and smack them hard
Kick balls
Place a lit cigarette on my cock, balls and nipples
Pee on me- make me drink it
Dress me as a woman
Make me worship your feet and ass
Whip my dick with a ruler or the cat
Shave all my body hair
Use a hair dryer to burn my cock and balls
Put a vibrator on me and make me cum twice
Do an enema on me
Use butt plugs to spread me out
Try and fist me
Make me suck the strap-on
Fuck my face with the strap-on
Fuck my ass with the strap-on; hard
Make me drink my own cum
Put Ben gay on my cock balls and nipples
Put ice cubes up my ass
I was just walking out the door and got a text that said damn bitch. I was just going to tell you that I was going to treat you like a slave and spank you with whatever you have around. And then I was going to make you suck the strap-on and fuck you with it. You have taken me to a whole new level. I will read this a lot closer and make some modifications to it. But if this is how you were topping from the bottom that could really work against you. As I was headed back to the house she told me to leave the garage empty and strip before coming inside. I sent a text back with Yes Mistress.
I got to the house and unloaded the Jack and coke and an enema because I saw that on my list. I also brought some food. I went into the garage, closed the door and stripped naked and went inside. Right away, I made her a drink and put it and the food on the table and let her know it was all here. We sat down and ate; when we were finished she got up and told me to clean up the mess and met her in the living room. I walked in and right away she said “Ok, now go and get every single bit of bondage and discipline stuff you have and then lay it out on the coffee table for me. I went and got my chest of goodies and started pulling stuff out: a cat-o-nine tails, flogger, paddle, a couple of slappers, bullwhip, spreader bars, some pieces of rope, a humbler, neuro wheel, a package of clothespins, a taser, a sensory deprivation hood with detachable gag and blindfold, 2 other chastity cages that I had bought (one that was plastic with teeth that really didn’t work well, and another that is stainless steel and is less than an inch long) and 2 different strap-ons (one of them had two different dildo’s a small one and a big one). And finally, the women’s clothes that my ex made me buy. She looked over all the items and was smiling to herself. She picked up a couple of the items and felt the weight of them; finally she looked at me and said “I can really hurt you with these things”.
She picked up the humbler and looked at it and then asked me what it was. I told her how she would loosen the nuts, spread it apart and pull my nuts through with the wood behind my thighs and it would keep me from standing upright. I also told her that it wouldn’t work with the cage on.
“Ok, we are going to start, I want you to come over here and lay over my lap. We are going to start with an old-fashioned spanking. And just so you know it’s not going to be easy I want you to know that I mean business. Once we are done we are going to shower and go out to the mall. Do you ever go to the mall?” “No”. “Good then we probably won’t run into anyone you know. Now get over here”. I laid over her lap and she started bare hand spanking me alternating sides. She did about 10 swats per check and said her hand was starting to sting, so she told me to hand her a slapper. It had a cutout that said “boy” and had me lay back down. Her hand was already starting to sting but it was more of a warm-up; which I’ve never been able to get any woman to do except a professional dominatrix. Then she started with the slapper, giving about five per cheek the sixth got considerably harder. And she didn’t stop until I was squirming around and yelling out. I was trying to keep count and I know that I ended up with at least 30 swats per cheek; although a few of them did land on my upper thighs. I knew I was bruised already; she had definitely made it clear that she intended to dominate me. She had me stand up so she could admire her work; my ass was bright red and she laughed about that and then had me turn around and she could see that I was hard also. “Damn you are an admitted cum drinking, cock sucker, but now you it’s proven that you are a pain slut too. Ok, I saw that you had some shingles in your garage, go get one and put it in your chair and sit down; you will remain there while I shower. Then you can get cleaned up and we will go. She waited until I brought it in and sat down then she left to clean up. I was starting to realize that this woman had some experience with punishment.
She finished showering and came out with just a towel around her and told me I could get up now, but before I did she wanted to see me shift around on the shingle first. “Yes Mistress” and I shifted back and forth 3-4 times and got up, now my ass is really raw. “Now come with me and I’ll turn on the shower for you and you can get cleaned up and ready to go; and don’t touch the faucet once you are in there.” When I got in the shower I realized that she barely had any heat at all going; so I took a cold shower like she wanted. Once I was out and dry she told me to get dressed; I just put on normal jeans and tshirt. Dressed, I went to the living room and she told me to sit on the coffee table and she put eyeliner on me then mascara and some pink lip gloss that didn’t stand out that bad since I have a full beard and moustache. “Ok boy, ha ha, you have boy imprinted all over your ass, now let’s go to the mall and have you do some shopping. I’m going to go with you so I can see it; I’m not going to just send you like she did. And I guarantee that everyone will know who the clothes are for.
As we drove to the mall she looked at me and asked “So, I noticed that you have a heart shaped scar on your chest, how did that get there?” “Your sister used a soldering iron to brand it on me and if you look there is another scar inside of it where she put a cigarette out on my chest; I actually asked her to do that.” “Ok, if we do this again I will be putting at least two more scars on you, one on your taint and the other on the shaft of your cock! You will really enjoy that.” She opened the center console and saw a cardboard box and asked what it was; I told her they were my business cards. Oh fun, she grabbed a couple and a pen from her purse and started writing on the back of them. There was enough traffic that I couldn’t really pay attention to what she was going. Once we parked she handed me about 10 business cards and told me that I would be handing them to sales people as we shopped. I knew what was on the front but she had written on the back “I am a sissy submissive and wanna be trans and you can feel free to treat me as bad as you want.” “Really?! You want me to hand these to people? They have my name and company on them.” “I know bitch, you said you got into humiliation, well you are going to it in spades today.”