Cruel to be Kind

Cruel to be kind

The phone woke slave up. He had got to bed early as he was expected at his Masters place early Saturday morning. He picked up the phone and answered the call without looking to see who it was,

”Hello”

“Here sharp or be punished!”

His fuzzy thoughts were gone now and he cursed himself for not answering his Masters call properly.

“Yes Master, sorry for not answering properly!”

“Thank you for pointing that out, expect punishment the minute you get here for that and if you take longer than half an hour to get here you will be punished for that as well.”

He hung up and slave burst into action. Thankful he had prepared his body and shaved before going to bed. He put some shoes on and flung a coat over his naked body and rushed out of his house and got into his car. He saw it was one in the morning. He set off to get to Masters as quickly as possible. Half an hour was pushing it even on night roads in the city. As he drove he remembered how he met Master and the months of meetings they have had. At the start Master had asked what slave was looking for and had told slave what he was looking for. Some of Masters Wishes were unpleasant and degrading and slave had put them way down on his list of activities he was initially prepared to train for. They had worked out a list of activities to initiate the relationship. Master had expressed his disappointment at slave not willing to do some of the activities Master really wanted to explore. Slave then agreed to sign a contract where he was committed to performing any activity introduced to him that he did without coercion by Master.  So his training began and Master should a great deal of imagination in persuading slave into performing some of those activities he had shown reluctance to do in at the start of the relationship. Master seemed to relish slave rimming Master for prolonged periods of time. He had recently got him performing the squat rim where slave sat against the wall head back and Master sat on his mouth and slave rimmed Master quite deeply this way. He had been tricked into doing it but not coerced as described by the contract so he had to now perform it whenever asked or receive a severe punishment beating. Master had him fasting now two days before he met with Master at the weekends and his weight was going down and exercise was trimming him up making slaves body more desirable for Master to enjoy. At first slave believed this was the only reason until secretly reading stories on the web when at home away from Master. He wasn’t supposed to but his manhood was caged and he couldn’t relive himself but he tortured himself and increased his urge to sexually satisfy his Master. One story showed him an ulterior motive for fasting and the squat rim and he knew that Master was preparing into persuading him to do the one power exchange act slave had said was a definite no go area. It had filled him with dread and disgust. It was one act he knew Master wanted to try at least once. Slave wondered why he thought of that just now and at this time. He looked at the clock and saw he was going to be late. Damn it he was going to get punished twice now. He pulled into Master’s driveway and slipped his shoes off and coat before getting out of the car. He walked up the stone driveway to the back door. He put the car keys into the hideaway area Master provided for them and opened the door and closed it behind him and waited.

“Your late get down to the punishment room now!” He crawled his way to the punishment room and as he crawled he heard his Master let out a huge fart. Slave positioned himself onto the rarely used punishment bench and awaited his punishment.

Master had intended to get his slave to perform the act he so desired performing on his slave this weekend and had built up for it. He had trained and explored his diet to produce what he wanted and when he wanted to do it. He was annoyed at his body starting the procedure before he had prepared the way for it. That was why he had to phone slave up during the night and find an excuse to punish him. The time had come and tonight he would feel the power surge from performing the act and slave would be tricked into having doing it on an everyday basis. A smile crossed his face in anticipation.

Slave felt Master approach and felt the warmth of his body as it touched him. He felt the soft gentle caress that Master did before hurting slaves arse. Felt Masters Penis hardening in anticipation and a surge of lust and longing went through slave as he wished to get that hard pulsing member in some part of his body. Preferably his mouth as he so loved feeling the muscles twitches and thrust in his mouth. There was a loud crack and smack as the hard leather tawse hit slave’s fleshy backside. Slave was filled with an explosion of sensation, before he could recover from that another blow struck him and so on. Slave was now in a world of existing purely on the impact that the tawse had on his backside nothing else seemed to exist. The pain filled his mind and took it over and no thought existed. Slave had no idea how long this really lasted but was physically shocked when it stopped and pain filled his whole existence. Eventually he realised Master was talking to him. He had missed part of it but realised he had to go against the wall and sit on his hands and adopt the position for the squat rim. He slipped off the bench and went over to the wall and adopted the position.

“Very good”

Master came over and settled his ample arse onto slave’s mouth and waited the rimming. Slave opened his mouth and licked and probed Master’s arsehole with his tongue.

“Now slave this is a variation of the squat rim today. I intended to do this tomorrow but events pushed the agenda forward. You can carry on now and perform the act or you can stop and expect a severe beating for letting me down.”

Slave continued to lick. His arse was not able to take another such beating so soon and he didn’t want to let his Master down. He wasn’t stupid he knew what was to happen and what that meant for future meetings but he continued and hoped he could perform well. Master smiled it had worked and he had the slave where he wanted him now. He had total power of slave’s body to use as he desired. Slave licked for a while then felt muscles moving and the hole eased and enlarged. Then he felt his tongue touch something firm. It was pushed against his tongue. He eased his tongue under it and allowed it to proceed to his mouth. Master’s body was forcing it on with some power now as it longed to expel this log from its sphincter. Master felt slave stop licking and felt his body expel the log and it was a big firm one. A feeling of power filled his body in a way he had never felt before and knew this was not the last time he would feel this way but maybe never as intense as the first time. Slave was doing well. The log was forced out of Master’s arse and into slave’s mouth and slave had to swallow to help it down his throat. Disgust and revulsion filled his mind and he concentrated hard to stop from throwing up.

“Well done now keep it down and I will see you in the morning. Oh Thank you that was very uplifting for me expect to make me feel that way again before the weekend is over.”

Slave’s mind reeled and his stomach protested but slave was filled with a feeling of contentment at pleasing Master.