"Let me hold it," I whispered hoarsely. He let go and I grasped the base of the shaft with both hands. I could feel it throbbing and pulsing as he worked it harder and harder with his mouth. Just then Sir Brendan's voice cut through our erotic reverie.
"I jumped and pulled my hands away as he said, 'You weren't going to cum with out permission were you, Cunt?' Cunt abruptly stopped and sat bolt upright.
" 'No, no Sir', came his shaky reply and his penis rapidly deflated.
"Sir Brendan snapped his fingers and Cunt scurried on his knees to the bench on the far wall and pushed the seat open with his mouth to reveal a storage area. He plunged his head into it and emerged with a large well made strap-on dildo between his lips. The straps were strong and well made with a ten-inch realistic latex cock protruding from it, a replica of the original on cunt. He crawled back to the sofa and placed it at Sir Brendan's feet. He then made several more trips back to the bench for a riding crop two punishment straps (one short, one long). A heavy braided leather cat, quirts, restraints, and various chrome snap clips. He stopped, panting at Sir Brendan's feet and looked up for approval.
" 'You finished well within the usual time limit.' he told Cunt and a small smile of accomplishment began to appear on his face, but it became a look of total dejection when Sir Brendan said, 'I don't see any canes, do I?' He delivered a ringing smack to his slave's upturned face and I gasped. 'Tell our guest what that means, you worthless little slut.'
" 'No limits during this session,' he uttered weakly before he crawled back to the still open storage bench. He had begun to whimper when he was reprimanded again. At last he located three canes and as he crawled back he began to sob openly.
" 'You know what's in store for you don't you, you little bitch," smirked Sir Brendan. He placed the canes at Sir Brendan's feet and fervently resumed tonguing the boots.
"Sir Brendan was dressed head to toe in rich soft leather; a tailored black leather shirt and cut-away jeans held up by chrome studded red leather suspenders. There were two zippers on the front of the jeans one each from just inside the suspender and attachment to beneath his crotch to form a chrome V. A pair of dark black riding boots with spurs completed the outfit.
"He barked a command for Cunt to get the short punishment strap. It had a stiff polished leather T handle to which was attached a double over spanking strap eighteen inches long by four inches wide.
" 'Ups and downs,' he said to him and Cunt crawled to the whipping block in the center of the floor, raised his upper body and placed his hands on the block. He was kneeling on the floor facing us his torso and arms were parallel to the floor. His eyes blinked rapidly as his face betrayed the fear in his mind. Sir Brendan raised the strap and let it hover behind his right shoulder, letting the anticipation build.
"Just as the kneeling figure emitted a sob, he walloped the muscular buttocks with an ear-splitting stroke and followed it at once with a second stroke and applied, in all, ten heavy cuts. I had slipped my hand into Master's and was squeezing it tight.
"The instant the tenth stroke was given, Cunt vaulted up on top of the block and knelt on the side closest to the sofa, his hands on the opposite side. The ten initial strokes had been given across the middle of Cunt's bottom, and Sir Brendan's skill was such, there appeared to be only a single four inch wide red band, all ten had been delivered in exactly the same area.
"While his subject was kneeling on the block, Sir Brendan worked ten additional blistering shots down the left thigh from the creases to just above the knee. The openly crying servant dropped back to the floor and received a second dose of ten on his smarting ass. They were applied just above the initial ten. Back up on the top, Sir Brendan changed sides to prove he was quite proficient with his left arm as well, as he worked the right thigh top to bottom. Returning to the bottom of the block, Cunt's ass received its third dose of ten just below the first ten. His entire ass was a bright pink. Up on top of the block again, Sir Brendan moved in directly behind him and applied a set of five stingers to each outer thigh. With Cunt back on the floor, Sir Brendan stepped back a bit to bring the punishing leather across the cheek nearest him with the tip curling into the crevice between the reddening buttocks."
I could feel the heat in my ass as she told me, and I wiggled under her hands. "You okay, Baby?" she asked, "I think you're starting to see why Master asked you not to go in without him."
All I could do was nod in reply.
CHAPTER 5
"I was amazed at the skill shown by Sir Brendan, and the ferocity of the strokes that painted Cunt's ass and thighs a very angry red. Each one brought low grunts and yelps from the slave's throat. I lost track of how many ups and downs had occurred as Sir Brendan obviously enjoyed his slaves contortions, then finally brought the flogging to a conclusion with twenty-five of the hardest strokes I had ever seen. He made Cunt count these out loud.
" 'Relax and compose yourself,' he told the quivering figure before us, and at once he fell on his left side facing the couch. His breathing was rapid, but he regained his composure quickly. I, of course, noticed his cock was rock hard and pulsing, just as it had been when he was sucking himself. I said to him, 'You enjoyed taking it as much as he enjoyed giving it to you.' Cunt didn't reply, only rolled onto his back, his still hard cock stretched out over his well-muscled stomach.
" 'Believe me,' I continued, 'I know the feeling.'
"Master smiled at this remark and ordered me to strip down to just my garter and hose, and to obey Sir Brendan's instructions to the letter. This sent a shudder of fear through me, but I did as instructed. Clad only in my garter and hose, I turned to face Sir Brendan who said, 'Don't be frightened, my dear. I give you my word, you will have only fond memories of your experience here this evening."
"I tried to relax and turned my attention back to the male figure on the floor. His cock was still rigidly erect and pulsing with each heartbeat. Sir Brendan told me to put my hands on my head as he snapped his fingers at Cunt to pick up the strap-on dildo. He crawled over to me and proceeded to put the strap-on on me, clinching the three leather straps snug, one around my waist and one around each thigh. When he moved away from me I could see a thick ten-inch life like latex cock protruding from my groin. I reached out to stroke it and as I ran my hand down to the base I felt the dildo's dimpled rubber area covering my clit.
"Cunt was told to lubricate it, he opened his mouth and drew the first six inches into it and moved his mouth up and down on that portion of my "cock." Sir Brendan stepped beside us, placing his hand on the back of the kneeling man's head, shoving the entire ten inches into his mouth. I watch wide-eyed as my 'cock' disappeared into the very experienced mouth.
"As I gazed down, all I could see were his eyes looking back at me and the top of his head. I rolled my hips back until just the tip remained in his eager mouth. He rapidly drew several breaths to replenish his lungs then closed his distended mouth on my "cock" once more."
Kitten pressed her lips against my temple, "Oh, Baby, the power you feel is a rush." She slid her finger into my cunt as she continued, "I smiled in anticipation, grabbed a handful of his thick black hair and thrust my "cock" into his waiting mouth. After about six inches slide over his tongue, the head strikes his gullet before it wedged its way down his throat till the entire ten inches disappeared in his mouth. I now understand why the dimpled surface covered my clit. Each time the head of my 'cock' wedged its way past his tonsils prior to sliding into the hilt, the little rubber massaged my slippery throbbing." She giggled, "Little man in the boat."