1 month ago. Jun 24, 2020, 7:18 AM
Warning * This is a true story based on true events. The names will not be named to protect those that were involved in this scene.
A long time ago, when I was much younger and just getting settled in the public scene of the BDSM community, I use to meet up with a group of friends and my owned submissives.
At this time, I owned 4 submissives: My cookie, My doll, My pet, and My slave. My slave is the deepest maso I know and this scene is one I did with him.
Like normal, we all met in SF for dinner before the dungeon opened. When we were finished, we went to the club before it opened and set everything up. I then played with the others I owned. After a nice break, I then turned to my slave.
I shoved him against the cross and told him to stand there with his hands behind his back and not to move. Then I attached a ton of tinny little wooden clothes pins all over the front of his body. On his nipples, chest, belly, ears, arms, legs, ball sack, and cock of course. he started bouncing and giggling with excitement as I picked up the single tail. I cracked it once in the air, then took aim and started whipping each clothes pin off one by one. They started flying everywhere around the dungeon as I can hear each one land on the cement floor.
Next I took out my other toys one by one and beat him with them until I changed to the next one, using my paddle, floggers, canes, crops, and finally coming to my buggy whip. My slave loves my buggy whip. With every zing he begs for more, "please Goddess, please give me more. More please, PLEASE give me more". Loving every bit of pain I am inflicting upon him until I was tired of swinging things around and satisfied finally reaching that sweet Dom high of Dom space.
Next I told him to kiss my feet and then crawl around the floor and pick up all the clothes pins. By this time they were everywhere. As he collected them he would bring them to me, place them in my hand, kiss my feet and crawl off to get more. As he crawled away, I would point in one direction saying, "you missed some over there" and throw the ones in my hand in the opposite direction. I kept this up as everyone in the dungeon stood by laughing and enjoying the humiliation of my slave.
Once I tired of that, I moved on and told my slave I was done, "come kiss my feet" which he is always over joyed to do. As he kissed my feet I said, "okay sweety, you may get up now". As he kissed my feet one last time and started to rise I slammed my foot on his shoulder and said, "What the FUCK do you think you're doing"?
With a thud, he slammed down to the ground and as he gasped he began kissing my feet again and begging for forgiveness with, "Goddess I'm so sorry, Please forgive me. I am so bad, I thought you said I could get up, please forgive me". To which I chuckled and replied, "Oh, I did sweety, you can get up".
Once again, as he started to rise I slammed my foot on his shoulder and asked him, "What are you FUCKING doing"? Again, he started kissing my feet and begging for forgiveness. This continued in rotation of me granting him permission and him begging for forgiveness, just to have me stomp him down again six or seven more times. Then he finally collapsed on the floor in tears crying so much he was blubbering.
Everyone in the dungeon was snickering and waiting to see what would happen next. As he cried I started to nudge him with one foot and as the room fell into a hush waiting for what would come next. I leaned down and said in the sweetest voice, "sweety, why are you crying"? As he tried to speak through the tears I could hear him say, "because I don't know what to do" which only made the entire dungeon bust up laughing.
I smiled wide, and giggled as I said, "sweety, that's all I wanted. you may get up now".
And that was the best mind fuck EVER!
(My slave and I 2007 at the Folsom Street Fair)