This is part 2/3 of our chastity and FemDom story featuring Mistress Terra. If you missed the first part you can read part one here.
Everyone involved in this story is a consenting adult over the age of 21.
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“Up on your knees, eyes forwards” she barked.
The room had suddenly changed. Out of the corner of my eye I could now see a wall of toys including crops, floggers, whips, paddles, gags, masks, dildos, anal plugs, restraints, rope, chastity cages and lubricants. I’ve been to plenty of sex shops filled with kink kit but this collection put them all to shame.
Mistress Terra placed a thick blindfold over my eyes and fixed it firmly behind my head. She then slowly walked around me and again stood in front of me.
“Stand” she ordered. I quickly stood and waited for my next instruction. A leash was attached to my collar.
“Follow me,” Mistress instructed. She tugged on the leash and I walked slowly forwards in the dark. Once we reached the centre of the room I clearly heard my Goddess say “Stop”.
“Good slave. Now, spread your legs shoulder width apart and place your hands by your sides. Don’t move.”
As the sound of Her heels clicking on the hard floor echoed through the room in the direction of the toy wall I realised my legs were shaking a little. The excitement was rushing through me, but then something moved above me that made me instinctively step forwards. It sounded like a motor had started and something was coming towards me, then it suddenly stopped.
“I told you not to move! Every time you fuck up you’re going to receive a punishment. That’s 1. Get to 3 and I’m going to get the fucking machine and penetrate you for an hour.”
“Sorry Mistress” I subduedly responded.
“I don’t want you to be sorry. I want you to be better. Spread your legs wide apart and put your hands on your shoulders.”
A spreader bar was attached between my legs with clips fixed to my ankle cuffs. Clips were then attached to each of my wrist cuffs, which were then lifted above my head and fixed to the bar above me. With all of the clips firmly attached Mistress Terra walked back over to the toy wall.
A whirring sound from the motor above my head startled me again, but this time with my legs fixed apart I didn’t move. My wrists were pulled tightly above me so that my arms were stretched then the motor turned off. The motorised hoist above my head kept my arms up and the spreader bar parted my legs. I stood completely exposed with my caged cock hanging down and my naked ass free to be used.
The strap holding the blindfold to my head loosened and it fell onto the floor. Mistress Terra walked around me and stood in front of me. Before she started walking I lowered my gaze to the floor making sure that every rule she’d set was adhered to.
“Look at your Goddess in all Her glory.”
I raised my eyes and got to look at my Mistress for the first time.
Mistress Terra wore a skin tight black latex bra, a black latex waspie corset that cinched Her waist, tiny black lace underwear and the knee high black leather boots with metal heels I worshipped earlier. Her huge juicy tits sat perfectly on her chest and they strained against the bra to get out. Her long dark hair flowed down Her back and Her lips were painted with a subtle red lipstick. In Her high heeled boots she stood well over 6 feet tall and towered over me, which made me feel completely insignificant and worthless.
My mouth dropped open and I shook with delight. The stunningly beautiful and powerful dominatrix starred directly into my eyes. My cock twitched in the cage and my ass clenched.
“You look incredible Mistress” I managed to mumble.
“Oh, I know how good I look. I don’t need you to tell me that. I’ve told you before, you only talk when I tell you to. That’s 2 punishments. Maybe you need some help learning when you can and can’t use your mouth. I have something that can solve this problem.”
As Mistress Terra turned and glided effortlessly in Her heels towards the toy wall I noticed Her perfect ass presented itself in a thong and Her tits bobbed with each step. She picked something from the wall and walked behind me. A shiny red ball gag was forced into my mouth and She aggressively pulled the straps tight before buckling it shut. Mistress then pressed Her body against my back and ran Her fingers lightly down my waist towards my cock cage. The intimate contact quickened my breathing and I didn’t even notice the drool that was now dribbling from my gagged mouth.
“That feels good doesn’t it? It’s what you’ve always wanted isn’t it? Feeling my hands caressing your body and touching your cock. After all this time without any contact you want me to unlock that cage you’ve worn for me and jerk that shriveled excuse of a cock until you cum. You’d love nothing more than to cum all over my perfect tits and watch it drip down my body. Maybe I’d rub my wet pussy and finger myself while it happens. We could even cum together. Well, that’s definitely not going to happen.”
Without any warning Mistress gripped my exposed balls and began squeezing them. The pressure increased gradually until it became unbearable. I squealed and bit down on the rubber ball gag as the pain intensified. She didn’t let go even when my knees buckled and the hoist bar held me upright.
“Keep screaming. I don’t care. I’m not letting go. You’re going to suffer for my pleasure. Hearing your screams is only going to get me off quicker. I could finger myself behind you right now and cum just listening to you moaning in pain. Now stop being a little bitch and take it like a real slave would or I’ll squeeze even harder.”
Water streamed from my eyes down my flushed cheeks and my whole body convulsed as the pain got worse and worse. I got up on my tip toes and tried to pull away, but Mistress tugged me back. I was merciless to stop Her and She overpowered me with ease. The only thing I could do was breathe through the pain and try to take my mind off the agony I was in.
Eventually, after what felt like a lifetime of torture, Mistress released Her grip and She laughed seeing me try to keel over with my stomach winded. It felt like someone had kicked me as hard as they could in the nuts, but with my arms and legs tightly restrained there was nowhere to go.
My latex clad domina sauntered gleefully around me and stopped off at the toy wall before walking towards me with a huge smile on Her face.
“Wasn’t that nice. I got to hear you scream and we’ve barely started. Know that seeing those tears on your face has made me very wet. Would you like to taste me? No, not yet. You’ve not earned it and only my very best subs get a chance to sniff my cunt or lick the cum from my fingers.”
Through the water still in my eyes I noticed that Mistress Terra held what looked like a remote control in Her hand. Was she going to lower the hoist down? Or would she pull me higher into the air so I dangled helplessly without the ability to touch the ground with my toes? Moments later, the real reason changed everything.
“Now that I’ve had my hands on you I think it’s time to introduce you to our audience for the evening. I love to perform and as an exhibitionist there’s nothing that excites Me more than showing off my perfect body and extensive skill set to an audience. Luckily for us they’ve already taken their seats and they’re ready to see the rest of our session.”
My eyes bulged when I heard this as I’d never played in public before. All of the kink play that I’d been involved in before took place behind closed doors. Even at play events I’d always played in private rooms. I momentarily felt very naked and self conscious, but confusion took over. Where was this audience She’d referred to? Were they watching us on a video feed somewhere? There was no-one else in the room with us, so I relaxed and thought it might have been a threat intended to provoke a reaction from me. It wasn’t.
“They’re all here to see Me, so if you fuck up and make me look bad in any way I’ll make sure you regret it. Let me introduce our audience.”
Mistress clicked a button on the remote and the curtains on my right side began sliding away revealing a wall of glass. Behind the glass sat rows of Mistresses dressed in leather, latex and colourful evening gowns with their collared submissive's kneeling at their feet. One opened his mouth and his Mistress tapped ash from a cigarette into it. There must have been around 30 people watching us. I shamefully turned my head away from the glass and looked at the floor.
“I’d be pretty embarrassed if I had a tiny pin dick and all of these people were looking at Me. Don’t be shy though, slave. Besides, they’re not here to watch you. They’re here to see Me and what I have planned next. Best not to keep them waiting.”
I felt beads of sweat form on my forehead and start leaking down my face. It suddenly started to feel a lot warmer in the room, but seeing my divine Goddess poised with real purpose in Her body language made me instantly forget about the many watchful eyes behind the glass. At that moment I lowered my chin, controlled my breathing and stared back at Her, our eyes locking and blocking out the audience.
“Well well. Look who’s finally decided to grow some balls. Maybe, just maybe there’s a future for you begging at my feet yet. I think I’ll loosen you up a little first before I get the bullwhip out and lash your skin red.”
Mistress walked with long, smooth strides over to the toy wall, much like she would if she was gliding down a catwalk. The click clack of high heels told me that she was walking then standing just behind me. The snap of a rubber glove being put on was unmistakable and was quickly confirmed when Mistress slid a single lubed up digit up my exposed arse, then almost immediately followed by a second. She penetrated me slowly, inching Her fingers in and out then parting them inside me to stretch my tight hole.
“You’re very tight, slave. Have you never been fingered before? Am I taking your anal virginity right now? Oh no, with that gag stuffed in your mouth you can’t talk can you. Such a pity for you. I much prefer it that way. I only want to hear your screams.”
It wasn’t my first time. I love anal and have been fucked in the ass many times, but I tightened up seeing the crowd. I wasn’t used to it and I got quite nervous.
I was fully expecting Her to speed up the pace, penetrating my arse with more aggression, but instead She slowed down and rubbed my prostate with Her finger tips. This moment of ecstasy relaxed my whole body and I hung loosely from my wrists.
“Oh look at this. My caged cock is dribbling on the floor. Naughty boy. I didn’t hear you ask for permission to leak on My floor. You’ll clean that up before you leave. Because you didn’t ask for permission I think it would be best that you licked it up with your tongue. Have you ever tasted your own cum, slave? If not, you better learn to enjoy it because every time you cum from now on you’ll lick it all up and swallow it down as punishment. I don’t see any reason that you wouldn’t remain locked in that chastity cage for the foreseeable future, so I’m not too worried about that happening much.”
Mistress retracted Her fingers and stuffed a thick rubber plug in my ass that stretched my hole even wider. The shock involuntarily arched my back and I naturally tried to move away, but Mistress gripped my bare waist with Her spare hand and pulled me back, which forced the plug even deeper into me.
“Why are you trying to pull away from me, slave? You didn’t like that did you? Too bad. It’s for the best really, otherwise what I have planned for you later would be so much worse for you.
I’m going to hurt you now. After so many months stuck indoors I haven’t had the space to really let loose with my floggers and whips. Now that I have this huge space to play in I think I’ll stretch out and play with all of the vicious toys I couldn’t before.
There’s a good chance that you’re going to cry. You’ll almost certainly scream. Maybe you’ll drool all over yourself. All of this makes my pussy very wet. If you’re very, very good and take it all I might consider letting you lick my dirty holes clean. You’d like that would you? You’ve thought about sniffing and licking my asshole clean for a long time. Don’t disappoint me and your dream could come true.”
She was right. Before locking me in the chastity cage I’d wanked over Mistress Terra’s videos and thought about Her facesitting me, kissing Her beautiful ass and allowing me to clean Her after a long work out session. I’d also dream about massaging and licking Her sweaty feet immediately after she’d returned from a long run.
As my filthy mind wondered Mistress walked towards the whips hanging from the toy wall and tapped Her heels on the floor. She plucked a red and black pair of floggers from the wall and slowly stepped around me. A few swishing sounds behind me made my arse cheeks clench and I braced myself.
“You look a little tight, slave. This’ll help loosen you out. Don’t forget, don’t allow that plug to fall out or there will be consequences.”
The floggers softly impacted against my upper back then worked their way down my back to my rear. They flowed rhythmically without a break for several minutes and the light tingling on my skin felt majestic. Mistress paused briefly, then the impacts made by the floggers increased in severity, particularly those landing on my ass. Instead of maintaining a smooth and steady flow she lashed me with intent, each contact making me bite down harder on the gag.
Abruptly the flogging stopped and Mistress grabbed my trembling ass with her hand.
“That’s a good start, slave. You’re already shaking. How adorable. Pathetic really. This is only the beginning. Just imagine how it’s going to feel once I get my leather bullwhip out and mark that quivering ass of yours. After this, you’ll beg me to stop through crying tears. You’ll wish that you never stepped foot in this room. But ultimately, it’s what I want, so none of that matters does it? You’ll kneel at my feet, thank me for the honour of taking my punishment and plead with me to carry on doing what I want to you. I could beat you some more, choke you, dress you up like a cute sissy girl, piss all over you and you’d thank me for all of it.”
As Mistress finished talking, the palm of Her open hand spanked my left ass cheek. The thudding sound when Her hand hit my skin bounced around the room and I involuntarily squealed. The unexpected smack was followed by many more, each thwack bringing out a deeper shade of red across my skin. The clips holding my wrists to the bar above my head rattled as I squirmed in an attempt to alleviate the relentless suffering.
“That’s much better. I do love a vocal sub. The louder the better. It doesn’t look like spanking is going to get those sweet noises that get me off out of you though. Time for something that will make more of an impression.”
The short single tail whip that she used next did exactly that. The stinging pain that came when Her plaited black and yellow whip caught my skin gives me chills to this day. She started with the back of my thighs. Lightly flicking the tail of the whip over my legs sent shivers all the way up my body and, with each crack, brought tears flowing from my eyes. The pain wasn’t excruciating, but it did exactly what my Goddess wanted it to. Focusing on my soft skin made my legs kick forwards and arms wriggle in an attempt to get free. Nothing worked though. The restraints were tight and no matter what I did to get away I couldn’t move.
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If you're enjoying the story you can read part 3 here.
Chastity and FemDom Tasks List Story - Part 5
Chastity and FemDom Tasks List Story - Part 4
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