Lost and Found Pt. 03

Two more came in quick succession. SWAACK...SWACK. He was moaning, tears now rolling down his cheeks. She walked over and rubbed his cheeks, her hand both soothing and stinging at the same time. "So red now. Your cock had better be soft when I'm done, jerkboy, or, we'll have to do something about it. You will only be hard when I tell you, only cum if I allow it, and will be totally at my service as I want it. Understood?" Her hand kept massaging his ass.

It left for a moment and he heard the wetness of her pussy. When her fingers returned she was coating his ass with her juices. "I think this should help the lesson stick," She teased as her fingers went from her pussy to his stinging, now wet, red cheeks.

Then with a suddenness, SMACK...SWACK...SMACK! The stinging searing pain made him cry out, begging "Please, no more, please!!" It seemed his words made her moan with pleasure. and power. Or, maybe it was watching his ass going red and his hips thrusting his cock against the smooth post that had her close to orgasm again. She didn't care, she was enjoying his pain, his helplessness, his sexual arousal and her control of him.

SMACK!! "That cock is still hard, jerkboy, you have one stroke left to get it to go down. She moved behind him again, grabbing his hips, now rubbing her wet pussy directly against his ass. She knew it was driving him crazy, knew it was making the sting worse, but his cock harder. She laughed as she moved her mouth next to his ear again.

"I know you, Philip. You need to be used, humiliated, embarrassed, owned by me. It makes your cock so hard to know I am the one controlling you. And it gets even harder knowing how wet I am now, how much I enjoy using you, doesn't it?"

His body couldn't help but react to her, her words, her wet, hot pussy against his stinging asscheek. He whined, sobbed out, "Y-y-yes, I can't help it, I don't know why, but, yes."

"Oh, Philip, I do." She laughed softly into his ear as she stroked his cock from behind. Rubbing her pussy harder, faster into his ass. "Because you are a desperate, horny, needy slutboy in need of training, in need of what I can and will give you. As I told you before, boys think with and are ruled by their cocks. And now that I rule your cock, I rule you as well." She laughed and moaned as she separated from him, took a step back and delivered the final SMACK!!! Harder than the rest, he screamed out at the stinging, searing pain.

She moved to set the paddle on the ledge. From the ledge she picked up a key and inserted it into the right cuff. Look at you, still hard, still having such dirty, nasty thoughts. You are such a perverted jerk puppet, aren't you? Go ahead, lower your arms, don't even think of rubbing your ass though." She laughed, watching as his hands had instinctively moved to do so. He held them at his sides, the cuffs dangling off his left wrist.

"Those tears of precum are hot, but the tears on your cheeks are even somehow hotter to me. I'm going to want to cum again," She said, seemingly now insatiable with her own lusts and desires. "Come into the living room," she beckoned him with a wave of her arm.

"Now, whatever shall we do about your dirty mind and that throbbing cock? I don't want it hard without my permission of course, and you don't have that, and see how it is still pulsing, leaking, twitching, throbbing? Hmm...Oh, I think I know a solution!" She teased him, moving closer to him, taking his cock in hand again, now stroking it. What if I were to make you cum? Would that feel better? Hmmm?" Her hand was working, then, she leaned down, her tongue darting out, playing over the head of his aching cock.

The unexpected pleasure of that feeling, the surprise and hope that went through his body was enough to make a shudder run through him. She followed her tongue swirling with her hand stroking, letting some of the shaft slip inside of her lips. She stroked him, her hand moving up and down fast, then faster, harder. He was so close he could feel the sensation washing through his body, that rush of feeling as he was about to cum.

He groaned and as he let out the groan, she let go of his cock, her mouth coming off it with an audible pop. He nearly cried again, whining out, "OH GOD, PLEASEEEEE, Lavender, PLEASEEE!!!" She laughed, the smirk on her lips cutting through his brain, filling him with lust and dread.

"Oh, no, Philip. I don't think that's the right answer for a dirty boy like you. Not at all. It's obvious that your paddling didn't teach you much. We'll have to return to that later perhaps, with something more suitable for your lesson. Now, I think a more immediate and lasting answer is in order. She moved up to him, suddenly kissing his lips and her fingers twining around his cock again.

Her kiss was passionate, long. Her tongue pushed his lips apart and drove into his mouth. She held him, the kiss nearly buckling his knees again. Her hand didn't move on his prick, but they both could feel it twitching and throbbing as the kiss went on. When he felt like he was about to suffocate from lack of breath, she broke it and pulled him into the living room. He had not noticed the items that had been laid on top of the coffee table until now.

An ice bucket full of ice sat on top of a towel, next to it was an extremely realistic looking dildo, complete with balls, a suction cup on the bottom, a half slit at the top and what looked like a real opening at the head. Next to that was a little metal cage with what looked like sharp little spikes along the bars. The cage was curved, no more than about 3 or 4 inches in length. Around the base of the cage was another full ring of little spikes.

Lavender guided him to stand next to the table. She picked up the ice bucket. "Hold this," she said as she moved to put the towel on the rug in front of him. She took the bucket from him and set it down on the towel. "Kneel," the anticipatory sound in her voice, the look in her eyes, the look of her legs, her nipples hard all made him burn inside as well as fear what was next.

He knelt down in front of the bucket. "Hands and knees now, over the bucket," she breathed. Her lust was obvious, her anticipation growing. "Thaaat's it, your cock right over the bucket. Now, stretch your legs out behind you, like you were about to do push-ups," she laughed, "because you are!" She moved to one of the chairs in front of him. He now saw that a towel had been placed on the cushion there. "That's it, stay just like that, clinch those ass muscles for me, hmmm...good boy!" She purred.

When she sat down, she lifted each leg, one at a time, adjusting, straightening her stockings. Her fingers slowly trailing up each calf, each thigh. Straightening, tightening each stocking. It made his cock pulse, his head dizzy with lust and his mind foggy. The burning in his arms as he held that position caused him to gasp and bite his lip as well. He wanted to look away, to get the aching to stop or at least lessen, but he couldn't. She smirked at him as she spread her legs, one going over each armrest now. Exposing her wet pussy, her asshole to his gaze.

"You are such a dirty little boy, but go ahead, look at me," She said to him, breathy, the sex in her voice hitting him as hard as a slap in the face. "Watch," she said as she took the dildo and began sucking, licking it, soaking it with her spit. She lowered it to her pussy lips and began moving the shaft up and down, rubbing her obviously swollen clit and lips with it.

"You are so obviously horny, thinking of pushing that cock into me, aren't you? Or, are you such a dirty pervert that you are imagining another, REAL MAN'S cock penetrating my pussy, giving me ummmmm pleasure!" She punctuated her words by sliding the dildo into her wet slit. He watched as it disappeared into her inch by inch.

"Go on, BOY! Down you go. She smirked as she watched his cock going lower. He was hesitating, but she didn't mind, it prolonged and enhanced her pleasure thinking of the dread he was feeling. Of the power she was using on him. "Go on, lower, lower..." His gasp of pain and surprise sent a wave of pleasure through her. He came immediately up out of it and she laughed, plunging the dildo back into her pussy.

"Now, match me," she said, "As I push in, you go down, as I pull it out, you rise back up again. It will almost be like fucking me, wont it?" she teased. "Just instead of a hot, wet, tight pussy, you're getting what all naughty, dirty minded boys should get, a cold, frozen, wet dunk to make that naughty cock of yours go down." She laughed again as waves of pleasure washed over and through her pussy and body; the look of anguish, despair and need as he stared at her legs, her pussy, her large breasts with the erect nipples, her puckered asshole all exposed to his greedy, frustrated eyes enhancing his frustration and her pleasure.

She knew that the sight of her was driving his brain with need, making his cock want to stay hard, and the icy water was having the opposite effect. She could almost feel steam rising each time he dipped that throbbing rod into the water. She'd hold the dildo inside her, making him stay in and cry out, just for the pleasure of the whining, desperate sounds he made. She then sped up the fucking, verbally teasing him, driving his mind crazier with her words.

"What are you seeing, Philip? Are you seeing me as your first teasing teacher? Hmm? I love tha role. I think of myself as your guide now, your instructor. Ohhhh...this cock feels so good going in and out, I can't wait to have a real one fucking me, soon! Can you feel it, or are you seeing me looking right into your eyes, commanding you to watch as another of my subs gets what you so desperately crave. I've not done that to one yet, but, you may be the first. I love..ohhh fuck...love the though..uhnnn...faster, boy, keep up with me," she laughed, smirking at him as his armed flexed and bent, lowering himself over and over into the icy water.

She could tell the water was winning the battle, which of course she knew it would, and she'd have to act quickly once she had cum again, which was now getting close. She wanted to embarrass him, humiliate him a little more to drive herself over the edge and she smiled, she didn't know if it was wicked sexual, or just sexually evil, but she didn't care at that point, she was going to enjoy seeing the look on his face.

Faster and faster she now fucked the toy cock, bringing herself to the edge. She was glad to see his muscular arms were up to the push-up challenge she had given him. She watched his taut, clinched ass going up and down as he dipped his cock and balls into the icy bucket. "See it, jerktoy, see that cock going into me, pumping me, filling me as I stare right into your eyes, holding your gaze, my face filled with pleasure at your frustration and his relentless pounding of my throbbing pussy!

"Can you imagine how much pleasure I'm going to have when he starts cumming inside me? Hmm? Can you imagine him pulling out, cum dripping from my freshly fucked cunt? Or even better, can you imagine the dread, that will drive my pussy over the edge, that look of fear and resignation as I make you crawl to me to clean and lick my pussy to multiple more orgasms?" She laughed, then felt herself having the most intense orgasm yet. She let it wash over her, ramming the dildo in deep and holding it there, making him soak his cock and balls in the frigid water. They both shriveled up.

She was honestly amazed at how small he was when not hard, and how large he was when he was. She let the orgasm take her a bit more and she pulled the dildo out. He rose up. "Sit on your knees, thighs vertical now," She commanded, moving quickly. She knew he would start getting hard quickly if she allowed it to happen and she had no intention of that until he was properly locked away.

She moved to stand in front of him, "Open your mouth," She shoved the soaked dildo into it. Hold it there. She grabbed the cockring and cage from the table. She quickly slid his cock through the opening, then the cage over it. He sat, dildo hanging from his mouth, his lips working to hold it in and not drop it. The sight made her laugh and tingle at the same time. "Keep it there, cocksucker," She drove the knife in deeper, smirking, as she slid the cage into the slots and then fastened the little lock shut over it.

"Ummm..." She admired her work. "That's better. Now, you will no longer be able to get hard without permission, she moved now, standing in front of him, her pussy nearly level to his face. She looked down to see that his cock was already beginning to swell. The painful moan that escaped his lips as she pulled the dildo from his mouth was like a sexual symphony playing inside her pussy.

"Now, back on your palms. Flat to the floor," She commanded. "Arch your back," she walked up his body to his face until her pussy was right above his eyes. She walked a bit further, turned and positioned her ass over his face, his back arched, his now swelling cock in full view as she saw the spikes starting to press into the swollen flesh of his shaft. "Oh, I bet that's painful! It's what dirty little boys get for having dirty thoughts about a beautiful woman that they have no business or permission to have!"

She lowered her ass to his face. "Lick my ass, kiss it. Worship it! I want to cum again, and having your tongue where it belongs will help. She began to grind on his face with her ass cheeks spread to allow access to his tongue. She moved the dildo to push it inside her. The angle wasn't perfect, but it would do to make her cum again, the pain in his muscles, the pain in his cock, the groaning vibrations that expressed that pain deep in her asshole as she felt his tongue swirling, darting in and out of her would be enough to bring her over the edge one more time as she contemplated what she would do to him next. The explosive orgasm she had then was like a drug. It only served to make her want more of them and make them even more intense.