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Birthday Desires

Part 1

Tomorrow is my birthday and Master has told me to come get him and

bring the bag with the devices he uses on me.  I immediately go and

get him.  He tells me he is going to take me out to lunch as a

present and we choose a restaurant.  Once in the restaurant we go to

a table and he orders me an alcoholic drink.  We begin talking about

my submission to him and how we both feel on the subject.  He makes

me feel safe in the knowledge that he plans on being my Master for a

long time and that he is happy with my servitude of him.  We eat

lunch and continue to talk, I am so happy that we can talk to each

other so openly, and I have no fear of persecution for something I

may say to him about my feelings.  He orders me another drink and

asks if I want to do a shot, I reply no since I am driving and I do

not like to drink and drive.  I need to use the bathroom but I do not

just get up and go, I ask Master's permission and he tells me that no

I may not go.  I cross my legs and smile inside; I love to be under

his total control.  After one more drink he finally allows me to go

to the bathroom.  I relieve myself and head back to the table. I like

the way he is watching me, and to be sure I am not doing something I

should not.  Only those involved in the d/s scene can understand the

joy at being controlled so completely.  We leave the restaurant and

head to another bar that a friend of his owns.  Inside he orders me a

drink and introduces me to some of his friends who are there, this is

the first time I have met any of his friends and this makes me feel

wanted and accepted.  We play a few games of pool and I switch to a

non-alcoholic drink since I still have to drive him home and then

myself also.  The bar owner comes out and Master introduces me to

him, we say hello and begin to chat.  The owner is quite friendly and

I take a liking to him immediately.  Master pulls out my left breast

and shows the owner my nipple ring; he laughs and lifts his shirt,

showing us both that he also has a pierced nipple.  I laughed and

said that mine is bigger than his and we all laugh.  Master took a

little lock out of his pocket that he carries with him and locks it

onto my nipple ring then drops it back in my blouse.  I sit back down

on the barstool and we all begin talking.


      For some reason the barmaid brings out a rubber hose whip to

tease Master with, showing him what she would use on unruly

customers.  I flinched when I see it because I know he is going to

want to use it on me.  He asks to see it and the barmaid hands it

over to him.  Master stands back behind me and swings it, connecting

solidly with my ass.  The tears immediately form in my eyes but I do

not cry out, I can honestly say this is the most excruciating

increment I have ever had used on any part of my body.  Master swings

it again but this time gets more of the barstool than he does my ass.

  I can hear the bar owner tell him not to hit me with it because it

such a brutal device.  Master replies "That is nothing watch this"

and orders me to stand up and lean over the bar.  I do so and the

look on the barmaid's face is one of pity.  He takes a good swing and

hits me hard with it.  Again the tears form but this time fall and I

am having problems breathing because the pain was so excruciating.  I

am praying he does not use it on me again, I don't think I can handle

another blow.  He doesn't, and the bar owner says he is shocked that

I did not scream out in pain.  I ask Master if I may use the bathroom

and he replies that I can when I am finished with my cigarette.  I

finish and head to the bathroom, looking into the mirror I can see

that the area he hit is already bruised and welted.  It is also

bleeding a bit.  I smile, proud to wear his mark. I return to the bar

and ask Master to play pool with me.  We go into the pool area and

play a game; the bar owner goes into the back room and Master follows

him.  Shortly after he calls me into the back room and I go to him. 

Once inside he tells me to turn around, lift my skirt and bend over. 

This is the first time he has had me do this in front of a stranger

and I comply immediately.  The bar owner whistles and Master runs his

hands over my bruised and swollen ass.  He allows me to stand up

straight and pull my skirt down.  We leave the back room and finish

our game of pool.


      Finally we leave the bar and Master orders me to take him to

his vehicle then follow him to the house we sometimes use.  I do not

have much time before I have to be home and he tells me it wont take

much time, if we are going to celebrate my birthday we are going to

do it right.


      Once inside the house we head into the basement where he has

hooks set up to suspend me by.  I take off my clothes without being

told to and stand beneath the hooks.  He applies restraints to my

wrists and connects me to the hooks; standing behind me he strokes my

hair gently and kisses my neck.  This is new and I love it and him

more for it.  He stands back and with the buggy whip strikes my ass. 

The only warm-up I have had was at the bar and I moan loudly.  Over

and over, harder and harder he strikes me until I am literally

screaming from the pain, all thought leaves my mind and he continues,

I beg him to stop but do not use a safe word.  He does not stop, he

just continues to strike me and I continue to scream.  I beg him

again, telling him I can take no more, he tells that I will and he

will enjoy it and so will I because it is his desire.  He is so

right, I really don't want him to stop, I want him to enjoy this.  It

feels as if I am on fire, the pain is definitely more than he has

ever given me before and finally my body can take no more and I think

I fainted.  I do not know how long I am out but when I become

coherent he is still hitting me and my shoulders feel like they are

being torn from their sockets because my legs gave out when I

fainted.  I stand up and again beg him to stop.  He continues until I

tell him that I have to get going home and finally safeword.  He

stops and comes up behind me, putting his arm around me and pulling

me tight against his body he rubs himself against me.  Master cuddles

me against him and kisses my neck softly, he does not know that this

is the most sensitive part of my body and I get wetter than ever.  He

releases me from my bindings and I thank him.  Master tells me that I

am welcome and I get dressed.


      I do not want it to end but I have family commitments I must

meet so I ask if he will be there later if I come back with a friend.

  He tells me he will be there after 1030 and he kisses me fully on

the mouth.  I melt and almost cry at this, it feels so right, him

kissing me after the session.  I want to tell him that I love him,

because I do, but I am afraid to so I remain silent, thinking of how

much I love him and love belonging to him.  I thank him again and

leave.

Once home I do what I have to and another friend calls me to go out,

we had made these plans a while ago and he is also a Dom that I serve

on occasion with Master's permission.  When he arrives I get in his

truck painfully and he asks me what happened.  I inform him that

Master whipped me until I passed out and then I ask him if he wants

to go visit Master at the house.  He says yes and we head over.  When

we arrive Master is gone but we go in anyway.  We head down to the

basement and I show him my marks from the session only a few hours

earlier.  He says he wants to whip me in suspension but is afraid to

because I am hurting already.  I tell him he may if he wishes and

remove my clothes.  He admires the marks and says he would never go

that far with me.  I tell him that I wanted it, that this was a

birthday fantasy I had.  He connects me to the hooks as Master did

and takes up the buggy whip he used.  He strikes me but not on the

ass, instead he strikes the back and front of my legs.  A few times

he does strike my ass but he stops, he likes to cause me pain but not

that much pain on an already sore body.  He stops and releases me, I

get dressed and we leave to go out for my birthday celebrating.


      It is very uncomfortable for me to sit and he enjoys the looks

of pain and the intake of breath every time I move.  He takes me to

dinner and then a store where he buys me a single red rose.  When he

hands it to me I begin to cry, not from pain but from happiness.  I

am so lucky to have a Master such as mine and a friend such as he. 

We go to a few bars and I am happy, oh so happy.  I cannot wait until

I can serve my Master again.


       He takes me back to Masters where I am going to spend the night

since my kids are going to be with their father.  I thank him for the

birthday gift and shut the door as he leaves.  I remove my clothes

and pour a glass of water. It is late and I really dont believe I

will see Master again this evening.  I lay on the floor on the

blanket and fall asleep with my ass aching and on fire.  Suddenly I

am awakened by a slap on my ass. I try to sit up but am held down by

a boot on my back.  I am immediately scared then comforted when I

hear Masters voice wish me a happy Birthday.  I relax and thank him

as he removes his boot.  He tells me not to move and I remain still. 

After what seems an eternity I feel something cold on my back.  HE

pulls the blanket off my fully and rubs his hand with ice cubes on my

back and ass.  I cringe with the feeling of it.  He makes sure that

all the ice has melted before getting more ice and rubbing me.  I am

moaning with both pleasure and pain as he touches my welted ass.  He

reaches between my legs and inserts first a finger then an ice cube. 

He finger fucks me with his thumb rubbing my clit. It does not take

long before I am asking him to let me cum.  I beg him “Please Master,

let me cum Master, please may I cum for you Master” he denies me and

stops.  I try to catch my breath, he tells me to get on all fours.  I

do so and he places 3 pillows under my stomach and tells me to lie

down.  I do and my ass is up in the air for him, my legs are spread

so my pussy is welcoming him.  He kneels behind me and pushes my legs

until my knees are at my sides.  I am trembling with desire, with the

need of his cock in me.  I feel his cock at my pussy, he teases me,

rubbing it on the outside, pushing it against my clit, lightly

touching my hole before pulling away and then rubbing it between the

cheeks of my ass, pushing against my ass hole but not in.  He does

this repeatedly until I feel I am going to burst.  He stops and tells

me to remain where I am.  I do not move and am rewarded with a strike

from the flogger on my ass.  He strikes me lightly, more of a massage

than a whipping.  He does this for what seems eternity until I feel I

am floating.  He gets harder with  his strokes but I am so inside

myself I do not feel it, I can hear it and feel it but its like it

is happening to someone else.  I dont know how long this goes on

before he stops, I am fully in subspace and just feel warm and loved.

  I come out slowly with him whispering “slave, come to me” I make a

noise, a grunt and this time he does enter me in one hard thrust and

yells for me to cum for him.  My body is wracked with a shuddering

orgasm as he fucks me hard and deep, when I think I am going over the

edge he pulls out and rams his hard wet cock into my ass.  I scream

and orgasm again as he continues to fuck my ass.  Finally he cums

inside me and collapses on top of me.


WE both fall asleep and when I wake he is sleeping in the chair.  I

crawl to him and take his cock in my mouth.  I thank him for

fulfilling my birthday desire, to be whipped until I pass out and

again for allowing me his seed and his cock. I suck around my words

stopping only when he grabs my head and pulls it off him.  He

repositions himself and holds my head still as he fucks my mouth.  I

do not fight his lead, I suck until he is spent, swallowing every

drop.  When he tells me, I stop sucking and thank him.  We shower

together, him washing me until I beg for release, instead of allowing

me to cum, he stops rubbing my clit and begins fucking my cunt with

his fingers.  He adds fingers until I know he is going to fist me. 

The water is running over both of us as I put one leg on the side of

the tub and he pushes his fist against me.  He pushes and pushes

until finally he is in my and tells me to ride his fist.  I begin

pumping his fist, so close to orgasm I feel I am going to faint from

pleasure.  I beg him to let me cum and he reaches around me with his

other hand and puts a finger on my clit.  I beg again, screaming ,

begging for him to allow me to cum, he pinches my clit and whispers

“cum for me slave” and my body explodes in an orgasm like none I have

ever had before. I see stars and feel my heart pounding to get out of

my chest.  My nipples are straining against my skin the rings doing

what they were meant to do, making the nipples harder and sensitive. 

Finally he removes his hand from my pussy and turns me around to face

him.  I do and he kisses me softly and sweetly.  This is better than

anything I have ever imagined.

When we finally get out of the shower I dry first him off then

myself.  We dress and go out for breakfast. I take him to work and

head home to my family where I will have another birthday

celebration.  Thank you Master, thank you.



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