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Click hereThe final winner was a Mistress Helga who, in the interest of experimentation -- certainly because she bore no grudge against me -- wanted to determine just how far the anal ring on an ass hole could stretch. For this purpose, she assembled a series of four dildos, ranging from one the size of a normal human penis, up to a huge one that resembled a picnic thermos on steroids!
She laid them out on the table to one side of me, not directly in my view. But by turning my head, I could see them all, and I know I must have whimpered. My Mistress came over to watch closely, and I knew she was there to make certain that I would suffer no permanent damage. But still, the thought of those huge monsters stretching me open had me wincing in anticipation.
My backside was slathered with a slippery lubricant, and somebody's fingers worked it well inside my hole, as well as around its rim. Mistress Helga then lubed the penis sized dildo, and began working it in and out of my anus. This actually felt quite good, and I was disappointed when that dildo was removed.
The next size larger was lubed, and I felt the beginning of pain as this was carefully inserted. I concentrated on my breathing, and try to relax my anal muscles as much as possible. Finally, I felt the dildo slip deep inside me, filling my rectal passage. After being anally fucked with it for a while, I sighed with relief as it was withdrawn.
I watched with a touch of concern as the third dildo was lifted and lubricated. It took all of my willpower not to clamp my ass shut as I felt it touch my opening. It took a considerable effort on the part of Mistress Helga to try to work that monster through my anal opening. One of her hands was over my sacrum, holding me in place. The other hand was twisting and pushing the dildo against my gradually dilating hole. Then I felt a second pair of hands, grasping my ass cheeks, and pulling them apart from one another. My Mistress was helping her!
With this extra stretch, my anal ring finally yielded, and I felt the massive cylinder penetrate me! My Mistress, seemingly getting into the spirit of this experimentation, even suggested various changes to the angle and depth as this dildo plowed my anal passageway.
All I could do was gasp for breath. I had never felt this filled before! The dildo was moved in and out of my ass like some giant piston. I grunted -- I moaned -- I howled, much to the delight of the audience. I shuddered with relief when the dildo was finally pulled out.
But my relief was short-lived as I saw Mistress Helga lift the final, massive dildo and begin to lubricate it. In my mind, there was no possible way that that would ever fit inside me. A sensation of horror swept through me as I felt its tip touch my already stretched and violated opening! I was about to break out in tears and plead for them to stop, when I heard my Mistress's voice. She was addressing Mistress Helga.
"I'm sorry, my dear. Your 5 minutes are up," she informed her. Indeed, this was true. She had been so engrossed what she was doing, she had lost track of the time, and I was spared. As I thought back on it, my Mistress, with her "helping" this winner, may actually have been subtly delaying her, with just this outcome in mind. She is brilliant, as well as polite.
The long, long evening finally ended. Bill came back into the room, and helped my Mistress free me from the suspension ropes. Still hogtied, I was carried by Bill out to the pickup truck, and carefully placed into the back once again. This time, I was completely naked, but it was dark out. No one could see me.
Mistress drove us home, Bill following us in his car. Of course I could not see myself, but judging from the strange sensations the wind currents were making at my anus, I imagined that my anal opening was still grossly dilated.
When we reached our home, Bill again lifted me up, and carried me, not just into the house. He carried me all the way to our bathroom, where he deposited me on fluffy towels placed by my Mistress onto the floor. He then left us, with thanks from my Mistress, and very weak thanks from me.
Barbara finally untied me. My muscles ached and throbbed with cramps as I tried to move my limbs. Barbara started massaging me gently and tenderly, telling me how proud she was of me. Her voice lulled me as she described how this or that aspect of the way I behaved during the evening impressed her. If people ever wonder why I submit to this woman, they should see her at times like this.
True, she allows herself and others to push me to my limits: my limits of pain, my limits of pleasure. But she knows that this is exactly what I wish. I wish to give her the gift of my trust and obedience. It thrills me when she creates situations that allow me to let go of my control, and enter that curious state of mind that is referred to as "subbe space" -- a state of mind that must be experienced to be truly understood. By her actions, by her concerns, Barbara has gained my respect, trust, and love.
That night, she also ran a warm bath for me. She even climbed in with me, embracing me as I soaked in the soothing warm water. I felt her soft kisses on my temple, cheek, and neck as her hands still roamed over my body looking for cramps or aches to ease. Later, she helped me out of the bath, dried me carefully, and took me into her bed to hold me as I drifted off into a deep, restful sleep.
(continued in part 15)
- COMMENTS
SaltySea123almost 11 years agoI was in a wonderful D/s relationship with a much younger BBW. The story of how we got there is long and amazing and will wait for another time.The first time she humiliated and Dominated me publicly was a life changing event. I was 54 and she was 20 at the time. I had served her privately for over a year and had begged her for public humiliation. I said on a few occasions that I did not care who was there, I just wanted to display my submission to her in front of others. She questioned me on that statement and I distinctly saying (in the haze of lust) that I did not care who witnessed my submission.
The evening finally came when she granted my requests. We drove to a house I did not know, entered with me blindfolded and whisked straight to a bedroom where I stripped, was placed in my collar and had my butt plug inserted. Blindfolded and on all fours I was led into a room where she began playing with me, Dominating me, humiliating me, making me beg like a bitch and pledging to do anything she commanded, anything up to and including man on man sex if she desired. I heard giggles and groans from the audience as this blinded Dominance went on for about 15 minutes. In that time Mistress made it very clear to the watchers that she was in charge of this older man, that he was her bitch. She had invaded my ass with the butt plug, made me beg to suck a dildo and swear that I would do so to man if she commanded it. I had kissed her feet and licked her ass. There was no doubt who was in charge.
When she firmly established her Dominance and made it clear that I would completely submit, she removed my blindfold and told me to observe the audience. I was naked on my knees and as my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized that there were about 15 people there, men and woman, ranging in age from a couple of her female friends to my age. I was shocked to see some familiar faces, including her older sister, a woman who I had dated previously and a couple men and women who I knew socially. The humiliation was quite complete.
Over the next hour I was used in any way she wished, and yes, I did suck 2 men. I knew them both and neither had previously known that I was a sub bitch and bi. It was all completely humiliating and extremely exciting, but life changing. Now I have to wonder who else knows every time I enter a meeting or party. I see some of these people now and then and I know that they know. The humiliation is continued each time. That was three years ago and I no longer serve Mistress on a regular basis. We are still friendly, but seldom see each other, but her Dominance and my humiliation continue, all because I begged for that night. Be careful what you wish for.
Andrewmsailingabout 11 years agoAs I say, this isn't consensual, save insofar as the bottom didn't use but presumably could have used her safe word. My personal preference is for consensual sex, which I find much more exciting, but there you go.
mel_pomeneover 11 years ago... about this wonderful story, so I will, once again, just send you my heartfelt thanks for sharing such an amazing talent with us and, as I have done fourteen times now, award you full marks!
