Assignment for the 4th of August 2011

The Beginning of the End
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    I'm going to tell a story that happened not too long ago. This was during the time of my last contracted submissive. While I was in my "Domme years", living in a home that was more suited for my lifestyle. She had beautiful curly brunette hair, with hazel eyes. She stood a few inches taller than me, not too skinny, and not thick at all. Her personality was obedient, playful, and constantly curious. Within the first month of our contract, whenever I asked if she wanted anything, her response was to ask if I could switch for her just once. She was persistent and would always ask when she could. In the back of my head I did not wish to do such a thing, but her constant obedience and willingness to complete each task made me think it over. Coming close to her birthday in the 4th month of owning her i decided to surprise her. To my luck her birthday landed on a Saturday. On the Friday night, 15 minutes before midnight, I would pop a half cap of ecstasy, then have her kneel in front of me, so she could receive her birthday present.
    Asking her if she had any idea what I have for her present, she would respond with a no. Smiling, I was happy to not have the surprise revealed. I would go over how happy I was with her, and how proud. Walking around Her, and making sure to keep track of the time. As the clock struck 12 I leaned in to kiss her deeply. Following that, I removed her collar and placed it to her hands before dropping to a kneel. She stood slowly, and I could tell a bit nervously. Speaking I told her to enjoy her birthday present. Something she asked for many times, my submission. I have not submitted since my early days of learning BDSM, so this was a huge gift for me, and she knew it very much so. She would flash a devilish smile before placing the collar around me neck.
    She would take her time, she walked over to take up the leash she was so used to being led by. Attaching it to my collar she began to lead me to the basement, as I crawled on all fours. Kneeling in the center of what I called my dungeon, she would immediately begin to prepare me. First item she made to wear was the ear plugs, then the leather mask with eye covers attached. Next she put on the mask's mouth attachment that had a small dildo pushed into my mouth. I could tell she was nervous, but each item she placed she was gaining more confidence, all the while I was beginning to get more nervous. I did not know what she had in mind, or what the feeling I was going to get was. My arms were pulled behind me, and into my leather binders. Feeling the leather pull around me, forcing my arms behind me as she tightened the ropes until they were tied tight. I was pulled to my feet next with her hands to my arm pits. Standing straight, I was made to bend over at a 90 degree angle. I had a rope and pulley system back then attached to the ceiling, in which she attached to the strap of my now joined wrists behind my back. Taking the spreader bar from my "toy chest" she attached it to my ankles, following taking rope to attach the collar to the middle of the bar so I could not get up from my bent state. I felt the rope tighten and pull my arms straight now effectively pinning me in this state, unable to move out of my 90 degree.
    I have to admit I have never been in this form before, and I found it to be a bit painful to my muscles, but I was intent to make my sub happy. To my surprise I would feel a hard spank to my butt with my paddle. I would try to not scream, my Domme pride did not allow me to show the pain. I knew she had my paddle. She then began to smack my butt cheeks with the paddle, from left to right, each smack growing harder. She alternated from the paddle (which I knew was my pink one), to her hand, feeling her smack each of my butt cheeks and even my mound. As each grew it got harder for me to resist the pain. I tried hard to keep from showing pain, feeling showing signs of it would be against my Domme ways. As each smack grew harder, I eventually groaned into the mask's gag attachment. They kept coming down harder and harder, hitting my flesh, I do think I unintentionally began to squeal. She would stop without warning and to my surprise. I was sure she was going to keep spanking until the end of her birthday.
    I had a few moments of uncertainty, as she stopped. I would feel her hands touch my sore and tender butt, feeling cool to the touch. I could tell by the feel and smell that she was rubbing cinnamon scented oil, that heated up all along my butt. Then along my torso, as I felt her roaming hands apply the oil all over. I kept feeling her squirt more from the bottle to me, knowing she was intentionally adding more than needed. Each time rubbing the oil into me. I know now that she emptied the entire bottle on me, for no other reason than her amusement. I could tell she was done, as she let her hand smack hard to my right butt cheek, even with the earplugs I could hear the smacking sound.
    She would waste no time, right away slipping my vibrating ball and plug into my body, both set on the highest settings. My body was already feeling the effects of the ecstasy, and the warming oil, now with the stimulation of the vibrating toys my mind was going crazy. My breathes were erratic and growing into pants. She removed the mouth attachment from the mask, as I gasped out. Pushing her mound to my face, I would use my tongue and mouth to pleasure her, all the while my body was being ravaged by the many different sensations. This did not stop until she came. I know my body had cum well before her orgasm had come. After her orgasm she removed the toys from me and left me to stay in my held place. Re-attaching my mask's gag attachment, she was nowhere near finished.
    She didn't waste time, in spanking me a few times, then taking a pair of dildos to use on my butt and pussy. Pushing both in with no regret or thought of remorse. She began to use them roughly on me, as I would and have to her. I do think a bit of this was retribution, but a lot was all those months of promising her to wait. My back arched as she reamed out my two already well lubricated holes. She went on for minutes until a sudden stop. Seconds of stoppage, then lead to sharp sudden pain, feeling her attach clamps to my right nipple, then the left. Each clamp was screwed tight, then moved on to attach another clamp to my clit. Once it was secured, she would return to her relentless fucking of my butt and pussy with the 2 dildos. My mind was in a daze, my body kept feeling over stimulated, I could not control my body's minor movements, or groans. I lost out in trying to keep my Domme composure. Lost in what it seemed like a non-stop climax I could not tell how many orgasms my body had endured.
    Her non-stop actions with the dildos stopped without me knowing. I felt like she was still going at me for minutes well after her stoppage. She toyed with the clit clamp for a short while before removing it. The removal brought relief as I would moan out to the gag piece. Her hands next would be at my hips, feeling her stroke then grip. Without warning she would slam her body to my butt, feeling that she had a strap on dildo to her, it entered my pussy with much each. My body was well oiled, not to mention I bet completely drenched in sweat and my own pussy juices. My emotions and body sensations were all on a high. They were all unexplainable as to what they were, besides extreme lust. I felt her pump my body hard, and with no remorse. My body was yearning more, as my drug induced state could not believe I was submitting to my sub. I did picture how this would look if others could see. I was luck to be masked as I must have been very flustered by the event. I do not know how long this lasted or how much I had cum, but it felt magnificent. I was loving how rough she was, and how much pain she wished to induce. I could not even feel the pain anymore, just non-stop extremely high pleasure. I would groan out as she stopped, my body and mind did not want it to stop.
    Her stop was just for a few moments, slapping my butt on each tender butt cheeks, making me tense my muscles. As I was tensing she would roughly and with as much strength shove the dildo hard to my butt, causing a painful surge through me. I screamed, although muffled by the gagging piece. She reached to my leather arm binders, gripping there, she would go to top speed, pounding my ass, and using my arm binders to pull me into her a bit with each thrust. I was brought back to a state on non-stop climax, feeling like I was in a steady continuous orgasm, I was lost in the time. I do not know how long it lasted, but it felt like an eternity.
    I do not know if I had blacked out, or my mind had lost track but the next time I was aware I was still in my tied position. My chest was still heaving, and my body was still on fire. I could not even think clearly, by now I had abandoned trying to keep my Domme cool. I did note that my ears were unobstructed, and my mouth was no longer gagged. Feeling her begin to add fingers to my butt and pussy, I could do nothing. I know she kept pumping her fingers, and adding more. I knew what she wanted to do, something I always did to her. As every finger was shoved to my 2 orifices, she shoved hard popping both her hands to my butt and pussy. She balled both top fists as she slowly  began to fist me. Her speed did increase as my body got used to the 2 hands quickly. She alternated both her hands, pumping me, my mind and body now lost once more to my lustful want. She started to yell at me to scream out that I was nothing but a whore, in which I did. As she fist fucked me ruthlessly, she would command me to scream out many obscenities. "I'm a whore", "I'm a slut", "I'm a worthless cunt", I kept screaming out without any bit of thought not to say them. I even admit I called myself a sub's sub which I considered at the time to be lower than low. My embarrassment was soaring, I could not even hide behind the mask. My orgasms came without warning, and non-stop. I would black in and out after what I assumed was an hour of non-stop fisting (I am still not sure how long it was).
    In and out of consciousness I was removed from my tied and bound state. She would force me to a kneel and kiss me, thanking me for such a wonderful birthday present. The last thing I remember was being led by my collar and leash to the bedroom where we both laid together to sleep. When we woke, I was still wearing the collar and leash. After our shower together I would make her breakfast, then celebrate the rest of the day with her, giving her a birthday cake later in the evening. I did not know at the time but this was the re-awakening of my submissive side. Before her contract ended, I did sub to her a few more times, as I called rewards. Secretly my body yearned to submit without me knowing at the time. Now I do consider this the beginning of the end...of my Domme side....