A New Spin on Role Playing Games Ch. 03

I was absolutely throbbing with excitement at her words. Why did her teasing me get me so excited? She keep poking my skin with her other heel, eventually digging the heel into my nipple. That was really uncomfortable, but she seemed to be enjoying it.

"Oh, I bet your little fuckhole is lonely. Turn around and show me your ass," she hissed.

I turned around and put my face to the floor, I hesitantly opened my cheeks a little, but she growled to open up. So, I pulled my cheeks wider and she laughed heartily.

"You look like such a fucking whore," she laughed. She then said, "Your slut hole looks lonely."

I wondered what she meant by that when I felt something cold and wet on my ass. A moment later I felt something pushing into my ass. At first, I thought it was her finger, but then I realized it was a toy, maybe a dildo? She did say something about a strap-on.

I moaned as the toy got bigger and began to stretch me out. She began working it in and out of me, adding a bit more lube until she gave a big push and my ass really stretched, then closed around a tapered part. Did she just put a butt plug in me?

She laughed, "Oh yes, your hole looks less lonely now. Back to licking, my little sissy whore."

I turned and went back to licking her boots, very aware of how full my ass was. It took a few minutes before I adjusted and was able to move normally again. She was now punctuating my licking with shots from her crop. Nothing real powerful, just enough to sting a bit.

"I can't decide which I want more, to beat your ass or to get you all sissified," she looked at me while pursuing her lips. "Maybe we'll do both."

"I don't understand, Mistress. Did I do something wrong?" I asked hesitantly.

"Are you questioning me?" her eyes flashed with anger. Her mouth was drawn into a thin line. She looked pissed, and I was scared for a moment.

My heart hammered as I stammered, "N-n-o, Mistress. I just... I mean, uhhh... I didn't, I just..."

"Understand this, my little slut," she tucked the crop into my chin forcing me to look up into her bright eyes. I gulped nervously as she said, "We're doing what I want to do, and I want to beat your ass until its bright red and your begging for anything to make it stop. Bonus points if I can make you cry." She smiled a toothy, evil grin and chuckled. "Understand, cunt?"

I nodded a reply. She brought the crop down hard on my ass. "Ouch!" I cried.

"You fucking answer me!"

"Y-y-yes, Mistress," I nodded and bowed slightly.

"Good, then into the Living Room," she turned on her heel and stalked into the other room, grabbing her glass of wine along the way.

I crawled after her and into the Living Room. She gestured to some lingerie sitting on a small leather footstool. "Get dressed, sissy girl. I'm going to put on something more comfortable."

She stepped off into a side room as I slid the white stockings up my legs. My clit throbbed as the silky material wrapped around my shaven legs. I was still amazed at how incredible stockings still felt sliding up my legs. I briefly considered playing with myself, but I wasn't sure how long she was going to be, or how much she was getting changed.

I dug through the rest of the stuff. There was a lacy garter belt, a corselette, a small thong, a pair of pumps with 4" heels, a dirty blonde wig and some leather cuffs. All the clothes were in a pure white, while the cuffs were in a soft pink faux leather. The outfit looked a bit like a bridal lingerie set. A slutty bridal lingerie set, but that seemed appropriate for me.

I slid the garter belt on and hooked the tabs to the tops of the stockings. I slid the lacy panties and put them on as best I could. My rock hard clit was making a tent in the front of them, but there wasn't much I could do for that. I slid my now stockinged feet into the pumps, suddenly glad I'd been practicing more with the heels Nora gave me.

I then wrapped the corselette around, but wasn't able to do the hook and eyes from the front. So, I spun it around and hooked it up, then spun it back around. I looked down a little disappointed at the empty cups. I wondered if Nora would let me run up and get some falsies to put in. I took a few quick moments to secure the cuffs on my wrists and ankles as well. There were cuffs for my thighs as well. It seemed I was going to be well secured.

As I checked myself out, I realized the dirty blonde wig was sitting off to the side. I pulled that on and checked myself out in a long slim mirror. I looked like a bride ready to consummate her vows. I was so wrapped up staring at myself, I only heard Nora's heels clicking when she was a few feet from me.

I was about to turn, when a swish and a sharp crack left a stinging mark on my asscheek. "Ow!"

"Admiring your sexy little self, sissy girl?" Nora asked smiling.

I nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good, you can see the effect you've had on me," she reached down and began stroking the rather large black strap-on she was wearing. "You've got me all hard you little slut."

I eyed this monster cock nervously. She saw my hesitation and asked, "What's the matter, sissy? Don't you want to suck my cock?"

"Yes, Mistress, but its very... big," I stammered.

"Certainly compared to your little nub," she then put her strap-on next to my clitty. It was at least twice the size of my little dicklet and much thicker. "What's the matter, slut? Aren't any of the boys that have been fucking your brains out this big?"

I shook my head, "No, Mistress."

"Well, then good thing you've got that big plug in. Now, get on your knees and suck my dick," she pushed my shoulders and forced my to my knees. I nervously licked her cock head and she purred. I looked up and saw the hunger in her eyes. She was super turned on. I could even smell her arousal being this close to her. The mix of her scent and the smell of the leather from the harness had me even more turned on than I was before.

As I began working on getting this monster cock wet, she took several opportunities to crack her crop against my back and ass. The little stings fading into lines that just further inflamed my arousal.

"You're dripping, slut," she pointed to her boots and I could see a bunch of my pre-cum was dripping from my clit onto her boots. "Remember, you have to lick up all the cum."

As I leaned down and licked the drips from her boots, she really went to town on my ass. I looked up as I finished, breathing rapidly from my excitement.

"Look at you, you're enjoying this, aren't you my little sissy? You like being treated like a piece of fuck meat, don't you?" she was grinning toothily and from this angle looked like she was possessed by something evil. It was a scary visage, and help me, it was one of the most arousing things I'd ever seen.

"Yes, Mistress. I love being a worthless little sissy whore," I blubbered, biting my lip.

"Good, then you'll love this part," she pulled my mouth back to her strap-on and shoved hard. Her cock hit the back of my throat making me gag. "Oh yeah, gag and on my monster cock, bitch."

She kept pulling out for a moment, giving me a moment to recover before ramming her cock back down my mouth. On the third try, she slipped into my throat and drove my face into her crotch holding the back of my head tight into her. My nose pressed against her pelvis, I could really smell her arousal now. She started grinding the strap-on in my mouth, and I wondered if she was grinding her clit or pussy against the strap-on.

After several seconds, I needed to breathe but she kept holding me. I pushed softly on her, trying to get through that I couldn't breath. Finally, I was getting desperate and pushed hard. I came up coughing and panting for air.

"Did you push me, slut? I don't care if you can't fucking breathe. I'll let your stupid cunt hole up for air before you pass out, you dumb bitch, now come here," she grabbed my head and rammed her giant dick down my throat again.

She was grinding again, pounding the cock deeper in my throat and I tried to not gag. I was also trying to not panic since I couldn't breathe again. We went like that for several minutes with me gagging on her huge dick and her grinding this beast down my throat. We hit a point where she just grabbed the back of my head and was grinding so hard, I thought she was going to break my nose. Finally she threw her head back and groaned while her whole body shook.

She held me there until she came down, then she smiled down, "Good girl."

She let go of my head and I sat back gasping for air. She just stood towering over me, her eyes slitted as she ran her fingers over my head.

"Now, its time to torture your little sissy bits," she nudged my rock hard clit with the toe of her boot, making me gasp. That made her eyes light up. So, she started kicking my clit with her toe, nudging it pretty hard. Then she kicked me in the balls, hard.

I groaned and fell forward, the pain surging through me. Yet, I was still incredibly turned on.

Her mocking laughter added to both my shame and my arousal. Why was I getting off on her kicking me in the balls? I started to get back up when she pulled her foot back and kicked me in the balls again. Not hard enough to damage anything, but hard enough for me to double over and see stars.

She then leaned down and began smacking my clitty with her riding crop. The leather smacking lightly, but still making my sensitive skin twitch reflexively. She kept tormenting me with her boot and crop and I didn't know which way the attack was coming from next.

Then suddenly, she loomed over me and said, "Get your ass over that stool. I want you face down and ass up, just like the slut you are."

I obediently crawled over and climbed onto the hassock. I was able to drape my head over one side and my ass was up for easy access. I felt very vulnerable, but I was also rock hard.

She then fastened my cuffs to some hooks she had already secured to the legs of the large footstool. Apparently she had prepared for this! My wrists, thighs and ankles were quickly secured and I was unable to move even if I wanted to. My heart was absolutely hammering as she stalked behind me.

A soft whoosh was followed by a loud smack. A moment later pain flashed in my ass. A soft chuckle let me know that Mistress Nora was enjoying beating my ass. She gave me several more swats with her gloved hand before switching to the riding crop. She then mixed the fast, stinging strikes of the crop with the heavy thuds from her hand. I was squirming, moaning and trying to breathe deeply to help process the pain. She was only giving me a few moments between hits before she'd strike again, so I had little time to process. As the pain was building, I was gasping for air while my brain moved into overload.

The smacking while being plugged was even more of a mind-fuck to add in. Since each hit I'd tense and pull the plug deeper, but then I'd relax a moment and the plug would slide to the flared part. It was only an inch or two, but it was enough to make it feel like I was fucking myself in the ass. So, while the pain was making me go limp, the plug was keeping my libido at a high level.

Soon, Mistress Nora was just laying into my ass, continuously hitting my ass over and over. I could feel the spots that had been hit multiple times, and those flared with even more pain. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I realized I was probably going to have some welts or marks of some kind.

Then as suddenly as the assault started, it stopped. Nora breathlessly stepped in front of me. Her chest was heaving and her face was flushed with excitement.

"Damn slut, that was fun! I hope you enjoyed it too," she leaned in close, waving her strap-on in my face. "You see how hard I am? Before I make you my bitch, I want to make sure you stay my bitch."

She then stepped around behind me. I was expecting her to pull out my plug, so when she started messing with my clit and balls, I was a little confused.

"M-m-m-mistress?" I stammered.

She smacked my balls in response, "Shut up, slut. You're to speak only when spoken to."

She began pulling hard on my balls, then it felt like she was squishing them. Then she folded my now soft clitty down and did something with it that was a bit painful. It took me a moment to realize she'd put me in some kind of cock ring or something.

She stepped back around in front of me and held something in front of my face. I could see it was a small plastic piece of some kind. It looked vaguely phallic shaped. I thought it was a gag and she was going to silence me, then I saw it had a small lock and I realized it was a chastity cage.

Nora... I mean Mistress Nora, saw the realization in my eyes. Biting her lip and nodding, she said, "Yes, that little nub of yours is going to be under lock and key. And you get out when I decide you do."

As she stepped around me and messed with the cage and my clit, she continued. "Of course, a little slut like you should have no problem getting lots of cock to get you off."

The ominous click of a lock made me realize I was now hers. The idea both scared and thrilled me. On the one hand being under her control meant I'd get to serve her even more, but I had no control over a part of my own body.

"Oh, yes, you really are a little slut," she said as she pulled out my butt plug. "Oh yeah, you're going to love this. Oh and put this in your little whore mouth."

She pushed the butt plug into my mouth. I recoiled for a moment at the taste. But there really wasn't much I could do. Nora then pushed her strapon up to my asshole, letting the head slide in very slowly. I moaned as her head pushed past my ring and then slid most of the way in.

"Oh yeah, you fucking dirty whore. Look at your hungry little hole. Oh, and if you drop that plug out of your nasty mouth, I'm going to spank your balls hard," she then thrust hard and the rest of the cock buried in me.

I moaned into the plug, feeling my clit try to swell with my arousal, but the cage prevented that. She pulled back and then thrust hard again, picking up the pace and finding a nice rhythm that was really hitting my prostate. I was feeling even more worked up than before thanks to the cage. My chastity mistress began really pounding my ass, I could hear her breathing heavily, then she thrust deep and grunted, grinding on my ass with her plastic cock. I guessed from her ragged breathing she was cumming. She pulled out a moment later, then reached around took the plug from my mouth and slid back into my now well-opened ass. The plug slid in easily.

"You are such a fucking sissy slut," she laughed. "What a hungry little ass."

She stepped around in front of me, and shoved her cock in my mouth. "Clean your nasty ass off my gorgeous black cock."

I sucked on her cock as she pumped it in and out of my mouth. After several strokes she grabbed the back of my head and shoved the cock all the way into my throat. I gagged as she held my nose to her stomach.

"Oh yeah, you little cock sucker. Can you smell me?" she asked, looking deep into my watering eyes. "Can you smell what abusing your pathetic ass has done to me?"

She took her cock out of my mouth and quickly pulled the strap-on harness off. She turned back and sat on the footstool right in front of me. She starting running her fingers over her clit and pussy lips just inches from my face. Her scent was overwhelming this close.

As she toyed with her womanhood, her other hand lifted my chin as high as I could go it in this position. She smiled down at me. "Of course, my new jewelry has me pretty excited, too." She held up a small key she had on a chain around her neck.

"Oh yeah," she closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she proceeded to cum, as she stroked lightly over her clit repeatedly.

As she calmed down, she smiled down at me. "That was fun, my little pet. You do understand, your sissy ass is mine now, right? I'm not kidding around here."

I nodded, "Yes, Mistress. I understand."

She reached down and undid my wrist cuffs, "Good, we can have lots of fun, you and I. Unhook yourself and come kneel at my feet."

She stalked over to a large overstuffed armchair and sat down, sipping on her wine. I got myself unhooked and made my way over to her, kneeling down. I looked up at her expectantly.

She nudged my caged clitty with the toe of her boot. "Oh that looks like its going to get uncomfortable for you, and soon. That is so fucking hot. Do you like being caged, sissy girl?"

I blushed crimson as I realized I'd go through way worse to have the chance to kneel before a woman like this. "Yes, Mistress. Its a bit tight now, but I like being yours."

She smiled brightly, "Good girl." She ran her hand gently over my face. "Of course, seeing that big cock taking your ass has made me horny for some cock. Some real cock. So, go up into the bathroom and put on the outfit hanging there and then do your make-up. I want you looking like a proper slut."

"I... wait, Mistress. What do you mean?" I stammered.

She glared down as she stood up, "Are you questioning me again?"

"No, Mistress! I just don't understand," I answered quickly.

"I know, but you're just a sissy, you don't have to understand. Just do as your told," she stalked off. Then looked back, "And be quick. I don't want to be waiting on your dumb ass."

"Yes, Mistress," I answered, my head swirling a little. What was going on now?

After she left, I made my way to the bathroom. The was a white dress hanging on a hook in the bathroom. It looked like it was going to be clingy. It had a low-cut neckline and the hem was probably about mid-thigh. So, it was a short dress, that still managed to look like a slutty bridal dress.

I donned the dress then I turned to the set of cosmetics sitting by the sink. Thankfully, I'd been practicing with my make-up, but I was worried if I did it too fast, I'd look like a clown. I just needed to look like a slut, but that was much more work than you'd think it is.

I worked on getting the make-up right, but I also tried to go quick. I did up the eyes starting with some blue eye shadow. It was a nice look. I had read about doing blended and smoky looks. I didn't really want to practice with that now. Instead I focused on getting the mascara on and even. I debated trying some eye liner, but I still wasn't very good at that. I did some powder and blush on my cheeks, just to accent the highlights and give a little color. I then made sure to get a nice coat of red on my lips. They just looked bright and glowing red when Nora leaned into the bathroom.

She was grinning, "Ready to go?"

She had changed as well. She was wearing a black version of my outfit. We looked like some kind of slutty sisters or something. It was a little disconcerting, especially when she walked behind me and had me pull my hair up. She buckled a small pink choker on my neck. It took me a moment to realize it also had glittery letters on the front that said, 'SISSY'.

"Just to make sure," she chuckled evilly. "Come on."

She led me outside and handed me the keys, "Have you driven in heels before, sissy girl?"

"No, Mistress," I replied.

"Well, this will be a good chance for you to practice," she laughed and we were on our way.

She gave me directions to drive a few minutes down the road. Fortunately, I was busy focusing on driving that I didn't really pay much attention to where we were going, or how I was dressed. We parked and Nora led the way up to an apartment building.

She knocked on a door and I was more than a little nervous about where we were and what was happening. I was so excited about what might happen that I was steady dripping into my panties. I was also more than a little scared about where this was going. Just being out publicly dressed had my heart hammering.

A tall, handsome man opened the door, looking like he'd just stepped out a magazine ad or something. He smiled at Nora, "Hey girl! You made it."