Brad's New Mistress
By Dx
Copyrighted 1997, 2/2025 all rights reserved.


 Brad winced as the crop lashed his nipple with a stinging welt. Pain racked his chest in layers, its warmth feeling its way into his heart, down his spine and out of his erect body in invisible sparks.
 His mistress flicked her crop again against the nipple, counting aloud: "48!" 
 Brad whimpered as sweat rolled steadily down his body. The iron shackles holding him to the x-frame dug cruelly into his skin. His lips trembled as spittle slipped from his mouth. A peanut was perched precariously between his teeth. He could hear the shout of "49!" as his blistered nipple shuddered against another skillful blow. A cry escaped his throat.
 One more, he chanted to himself, one more.
 Surely his nipples were cracked and bleeding.  She must have gone over board this time. Brad tried to force the idea from his mind and concentrate on the peanut in his teeth, but he knew what ever damage she had done, he would not be able to hide.
 "50!" 
 The last blow fell with a whistling snap and landed on target to Brad's inflamed nipple with an unequaled force, re-awakening pain numbed nerves and sending them into overload. Brad felt the tiny, fragile peanut shatter in his mouth.
 "You almost made it." Her voice, purring, cooing, flowing like syrup into his ear. "Your punishment is fifty more."
 "Please..." Brad whimpered, gasping. "My, my wife will..." Brad realized his mistake. He had mentioned the marks in last week's session. He had told his mistress that it was getting harder and harder to hide them from his unsuspecting wife.
 In response mistress whipped him harder, clamped his balls and nipples and laid into them with a tawse, screaming that he only had one mistress and he had better choose. 
 Brad trembled, feeling he was about to suffer, horribly.
 But this time, instead of fire and brimstone, she smiled, tenderly, sweetly, her eyes casting their spells of light. "But isn't that what you paid for?" She laid a leather clad finger on his raging erection. "I believe it is." Her finger circled about his loins, feeling his scrotum, moving the testicles about in their sack while pre-cum fluid oozed from his cock. “You're paying for the privilege of serving me. You are here for my pleasure, not yours. I think you've forgotten that. You can find a hundred mistresses to flog you like a dog, but not like I can." 
 The crop lashed suddenly at his engorged cock sending a rippling pain through him. Her arm was a blur as the crop lashed again and again. Brad screamed as his mind paraded images that he was being stroked with a plume of fire. He closed his eyes as he could feel the brimming orgasm within him push for release.
 She stopped suddenly, touching his raging member with her cold finger tips. "I don't want a slave who thinks me as his employee, telling me when to start and stop. I want a slave who will devote his body to me, his soul..." She let the thought trickle as she slipped the hot flange of the crop gently against the underside skin of his cock. "Give this to me." She whispered. "Do you want only one mistress? Then pledge your cock to me, so that I may own it and do with it as I please."
 She gripped his cock in her hand and felt its seizing twitch. Brad was drunk with pain, mad with pleasure, he had yet to cum and she wasn't going to let him. He forgot his wife and forgot his marriage as his hips thrust into her palm. "Yes my mistress!" He panted wildly. "I pledge my cock, my balls, to you to do as you please!"
 Her crop fell again, this time against the underside of his penis while her hand clutched the glands. Within seconds he spewed like a fountain. 
 He felt not pain, not guilt, only ecstasy.
 As his orgasm subsided, he looked up with blurry eyes at his mistress as she reached up to him and forced a large ball gag into his mouth and strap it closed. His addled mind wondered why she wasn't freeing him, why the session wasn't over.

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