0 comments/ 253776 views/ 18 favorites Pussy Torture By: BasicBLACK "Release me. " "WHAT!" "Please... " "SILENCE! You are mine! You gave your cunt to me a long time ago, my sweet. " With that said, he grabbed me. Pulling me across the bed and into him. Pressing my face against his. "Your precious breasts. That beautiful stomach. That pussy. " He kissed me. A soft kiss that left me scared. Master was always gentle before the storm. *2 months later* Riding on the elevator to my 16th floor apartment. I thought about it. I still had marks from that night. He released me. I couldn't walk for two days. How could I had told Master that I wanted it to end? I could not handle being his fuckdoll. The way things had ended had left permanent damage on my heart. A tear ran down my eye. I was aroused. I had become wet. I wanted a cock in my mouth that instant. He had made me a slut. I couldn't stand to think about Thomas and what he had made me. The things he did. He knew I would never forget. Just then the elevator stopped. I ran to my apartment door for fear that someone might see me burst into tears in the hall. How humiliating. The next night I was walking down a deserted street coming back from a night out. These "nights out" that I had usually ended with me fucking some unbeknown man who I had met. I would fuck them until my mouth and cunt could not stand the touch of a cock. These "nights out" never left me fulfilled, but more empty than when I started. It was cold so I started to pick up my pace. I wasn't wearing much over my honey brown skin. My long hair kept my neck warm. My body was a whole different story. Emerald green halter dress that exposed my breasts and legs. 5'4'' and 138 I had no trouble meeting men. A spectacular upper body. Nice breast with beautiful chocolate nipples, tight stomach, wide hips and nice lips. Black four inch heels completed my outfit. Master often said "I was made to fuck. " My pussy barely even covered by my short dress. I silently thanked myself for remembering to wear a thong. Walking faster my heels splashing in the water left earlier from the rain. I felt weird. There is definitely something going on. I'm only a few blocks from my building so I start to run. I drop my purse. I stop, lowering myself and exposing my ass and cunt for the empty street. "Oh how I've missed that sweet cunt. " I quickly stood up afraid to turn around. I'd know that voice from anywhere. "Crystal. " Tears was coming to my eyes. I couldn't take it. I took off again. Master, I mean Thomas caught up quickly. Grabbing my hair with one arm forcing my head back looking into my eyes. The other held my waist to support me against him. "You nasty slut. I've been watching you. " Your voice is calm and I know you're deadly. I fear your calmness more than anything else. I start to scream remembering the last time we were together. Thinking someone might hear and come help. *SMACK* "Don't be stupid, bitch!" Feeling the sting on my cheek. I quiet down. Turning me around I look into his face. That handsome face. Those green eyes. That smile. You kiss the tip of my nose. "My brown sugar. " Forcing your tongue into my mouth. Holding me so tight. I have no choice but to accept it. You continue to deeply kiss trailing down to my neck. I hear you breathe a sigh of relief. "I've missed you so much. " "Please let go of my hair. " "Please what?" "No, Thomas. " His eyes flared. I started to feel a little better. "Please. Leave. Go. " I push him away and start to walk. "Don't take one more step. " His voice is filled with power stopping me right in my tracks. Circling me. His breathe on my neck. "I own you. I own that pretty little face of yours. " *SMACK* "I even own that pussy you've been giving away. Not one more word out of you. It'll only make things harder on that hot cunt of yours. " With that he drove up my dress smacking my ass. Making me wince in pain. It had been so long. "What's this?" Unable to respond. You grab my face, "Answer me whore!" "Thongs, Sir. " You rip them down my legs leaving them at my ankles. *smack* I bury my head in your neck. I know what you want me to do, but won't. *SMACK* Two more times across my ass. I step out of the panties. "Good girl. " You smooth my butt, whispering to me how much you missed spanking my ass and making me cum. "Have you?" I look down not wanting to answer. You cup my chin and I'm forced to look into that face. Those eyes. "It's okay. " Letting go of my face you touch my sex. My lips are swollen. Oh how I've missed your touch. Leaning I spread my legs apart and let you continue your search. I gasp as I feel your finger probe at me. I bring my hands up and hold on to you for dear life. My pussy needed this needed him. I was ready. Slipping in another finger I started to thrust. "That's my slut. " Embarrassed I pull away. You grab my wrist and pull me to the side of the building. Pinning me against the wall. You rip my coat off of me making me drop my purse. Untying my halter from around my neck it falls to my waste. "Lovely. " Your eyes take in my breasts and you bury your head in them. You start to pinch my nipples making them puff up and out. He adored my nipples. You would torture them to the point of no return. Your warm tongue working my tits and I felt myself dripping. Pushing my skirt up, my dress nothing more than a belt now. You kneel before me. "I'm going to cleanse you of all those filthy men who you let fuck my precious pussy. Mine! Not yours. I decide who gets to fuck you. I decide. Never you!" He began his assault on my clit. Licking it and them moving lower to my slit. Long licks. My breathing getting heavier. I'm so close. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" You bite my clit hard. Tears sting my eyes. I orgasm spewing my juices all over that face. Your face. You slip your warm tongue into my hole and fuck me with it. I can feel myself rising. I grab your short sandy hair and ram your face in it bringing my body up. You reach up, never missing a lick, and push my body back against the brick. You bite me again. Signaling that I will pay for touching you. This sending another hard orgasm all over. I'm no longer worried about the cold, but the punishment. You continue to bite me. I hear you under me "Damn you for making me do this. " I come again. It hurts now. He keeps his head low sucking all the cream out of me. I beg him to stop. I start to rip at your hair. Push your head away. "Please... Oh... STOP!" You bite my clit again drawing blood. I feel you sucking at it. I scream again. Somehow this shout has caught you. You look up. As though you were unaware that I was even there in the first place. You smile that evil smile. Kiss my tummy. "I love chocolate. " Coming up stopping to twist my nipples. You kiss me biting my bottom lip making me taste my juices. "I love you, slave. " I wince. You pull the collar from your slacks. Taking ownership of me again. Making me yours. My fate sealed. You place it around my neck. "SAY IT NOW!" "Please... I can't. " I start to cry all over again. You lick my tears and smile. " Say it now. " Calm. Your hands still holding me. I feel you rake your nails across my ass. "Just say it. " I slump against him. There is no use. "I love you, Master. " "And I you, pet. And I you. " You bring your face to mine. "Now about this punishment... " Pussy Torture Ch. 2 Walking past the lobby with my head down. Thomas in front of me. We move into the elevator. "Don't look so scared." Touching my cheek. I snatch my head away. The doors slide shut. "Don't touch me." You laugh in my face. Pushing me back against the wall. Pulling on my dress. "Take it off." I shake my head no. I can't give in again. You stop the elevator. Moving closer to me, "Take the fucking dress off. NOW!" Scared of what else you could do to me I untie it from around my neck and let it drop to the floor. Your eyes slowly move down my body making sure that I know I'm a slut. Your eyes stop at my cunt. "Spread 'em." I shake my head again. Ashamed. *SMACK* You kick my legs apart "Stop being a defiant little Bitch." Examining the bite marks made on my pussy lips and clit you smile. "It's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, pet. It will leave a mark. Which is good. I want you to remember this night." He steps back and I slide back into my dress. You press the button and we continue upwards towards my apartment. I can't help but think about the first time we met. You had been sweet and told me you would never hurt me. He told me he wanted me to be his. Like a dumb ass I told him I wanted the same. I was scared. He said he had been watching me. He knew all about the things I had done with those men. He absolutely hated me to sleep with other guys. A couple of times he had me fuck other men while he watched. I would look at his face and he wouldn't be enjoying himself. Which I had thought to be whole purpose. Instead, I would see the look of displeasure on his face and his beautiful lips would curl in disgust. Later I would be punished. Left in a room without clothes for days. Being fucked and misused in the middle of the night. Not allowed to touch anything, including myself. I would hear his voice and beg for forgiveness and was always denied. I loved it and he knew it. When I felt like I couldn't go on he would come to me. He only left marks so I'd remember that I had committed a crime against our love. I knew he would make me pay. The elevator abruptly opens breaking me away from my thoughts. Walking into the hallway, "You know I'm gonna have to punish you for that." Quickly I stop and allow you to pass me before I proceed to walk again. "Give me the keys." I hand him the keys from my bag and he opens the door. Turning on the light I see the hurt in his eyes. I bow my head and wait. "You are mine and you've seem to have forgotten that. You have forgotten about all the things we shared and what I have taught you." I start to cry. How could I have been so stupid? "You thought I wasn't going to find you? That I'd just let you go?" Lifting my head up burning me with your eyes, "I'd smell you anywhere." I know what's coming and I give in. Fighting it will only make it worse. I take the dress off. Taking my hair you tie it in a ponytail. "Assume the position." I drop to my knees placing them shoulder length apart. Hands resting on my thighs and head lowered. You leave the living room and go into my room. Rummaging for what you know is already there. You come back with the black leather whip. It's long with the handle braided. "If you take this well maybe I'll be a little more gentle with you." *WHOOSH* I hear the whip moving towards me and I try to brace myself. *CRACK* I lost my balance at once. Hurrying back into the position you continue to beat down on me. *crack* *CRACK* "Ohhhhh....." *CRACK* "GOD!" "God wouldn't want a nasty slut like you." I look up only getting a glimpse of your hard on. *CRACK* "Did I say you could look at me, slut?" This continues and I cannot take it. I fall to the floor. My back is on fire. The last thing I remember is hearing the whip still biting into my back. * * * * * My head hurts as I open my eyes. The room is dark and I'm in my bed naked. Maybe it was all a dream? I try to get up and instantly feel the pain in my back. I see Thomas sitting in a chair in the corner. "Come here my pet." "Yes, Sir." I get up and start to walk towards you. "Sit on my lap and spread your legs." I place myself on you so that we are facing the same way. I can feel your breath on the back of my neck. You run your hands up and down my shoulders. "Raise your arms." You then began to squeeze my breast and twist my nipples. My breathing get shallow and I can feel myself starting to become moist. You run your hands down my stomach and pinch my sore clit. "Mine." I moan in response. I'm getting so hot. Licking my neck and rubbing my sore pussy. You place two fingers in me and I gasp. You're working my body getting me ready. I can feel you underneath me and I want it in me so bad. "Please fuck me." "You're a slut. Do you like it? Do you want more?" "Yes, Please......" "Please what? "Please. MASTER!" Clutching my stomach. Holding me close to you. You fuck me with your fingers hard. I move my hips back and forwards. I'm about to come. You pull your fingers out. "You haven't earned it." I scream in frustration remembering the rule. I don't get to come until Master does. Amused by what you have done to me and my body. I hear laughter. I start to get up, but you pull me back down. You order me to my knees. I assume the position. I watch as you take off your clothes. I'm dripping all over the floor at just the thought of having your cock in my mouth. It's beautiful and I ache for it. "Do you want it slave?" I nod my head yes taking it into my mouth. Licking the shaft and sucking the head into my mouth. You take control. Placing your hands on my head. Moving it up and down. Pressing it deep inside my throat. I feel myself start to gag. You continue to fuck my mouth as I squeal for you to stop. I feel you throbbing and I know you are ready to come. Pushing my back against the floor. Making me wince from the pain. You drop to your knees and I see you jerking your cock. Making it bigger. It turns this deep red. You squirt your come all over my pussy. The warm liquid touching my slit sends me into an orgasm. You grip my face and shove your cock deep into my mouth and I hurry and suck it down. After a while you seem to calm down. "Get dressed." "What?" "You heard me. This isn't over. You'll never fuck another man as long as you live!" You rise pulling my hair, making me get up with you. Pussy Torture: The Conclusion. "Get in the car, slut!" "Please, I'm scared. Thomas please don't. Don't make me go. I'm so sore." *SMACK* He hit me right across the face and hard. I stepped into the car and watched as he closed the door and walked over to the driver's side. I looked at his face then. His green eyes were like marbles. His face red. He was more than a bit angry. I sat in the passenger hurt. He had taken me through so much tonight. I seriously didn't know how much of this I could take. Thomas didn't realize that this was what ultimately led me to want to be released in the first place. He controlled everything I did and he pushed my limits. The pain he inflicted on me was unbearable. He started the car and pulled out into the street. "Pull up your dress and play with that cunt." I did as he said. Lifting my dress revealing my pussy. I spread my legs apart and touched my sore clit. I slid my hands lower and entered myself with a finger. I rested my head against the seat and closed my eyes letting a moan escape my lips. I slipped in another finger and was in heaven. I was using both hands now. My left fingering myself and my right playing with my clit. Thomas grabbed my hand and tasted my two fingers. "Delicious." "Oh yes, Mmmmmm." I could feel myself rising. "That's enough you nasty slut." "No! I'm so close, Thomas. Just let me..... " He smacked my hands until I let them rest at my side. I crossed my legs trying to relief some built pressure. "Leave them open. You smell terrific." My brown face turned a deep burgundy. We rode the rest of the way in silence. I was aroused and my scent was filling the car. Thomas turned on the radio and out came blasting hard metal music. He wouldn't look at me but I could see through his slacks that he had a massive hard on. I hated silence from him and he knew it. I had a feeling that a lot of things that I disliked were going to happen tonight. Master slowed down as we came up to this expensive looking French Restaurant. He stopped just short of the valet. "Fix yourself. You look like a slut." I reached into my bag and fixed my face. I was born with a tan and make up would only make me look over done. So I applied some gloss and made sure my halter was tied tight around my neck. Thomas shut the music off and pulled up to valet. One of the young boys took the keys as Master tipped him and he drove off in the little sports car. Grabbing my hand Thomas slipped a hand around my waist as we entered the restaurant. Instantly I felt like a whore. My eyes quickly scanned the big room. All the other women there wore evening dresses and looked dressed as if a play was about to take place any minute. I looked down at my short green dress and yanked at the hem. I tried to turn around and leave but Master Thomas held me firm. Leaning over he whispered into my ears. "Don't try to be a lady now." Not wanting to give Thomas the pleasure of seeing me be reduced into a small child. I lifted my chin and walked past all the tables as the waiter showed us to our seats. I was beautiful. As I walked by I noticed how all the men were admiring my body. As Master pulled my chair out I saw the look on his face. Pure lust. We were seated in a dim lit corner. "You are so hot. All these men admiring you makes me want to fuck you right now. I bet they wonder what it would be like to be with an African Princess. Just to taste that bit of chocolate. You are a princess. I treasure you. Crystal. A fitting name." I smiled at the compliments and looked around hoping that no one would hear us. "What's wrong? You look so uncomfortable. Don't tell me you're scared someone will over hear us? You used to love the attention I brought to you." He grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes. I felt his control taking over me. He must have sensed what I was thinking because the next thing I knew he was touching my knee making little balls of fire around it. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "Keep your eyes on me." I snapped my eyes opened and placed them on that familiar green. "I would never hurt you, pet." "That is a lie!" I quickly lowered my voice. " This whole night as been nothing but pain. I don't know if I can do it again. You don't let me do anything. I barely ever get to see my family. You treat me like I'm a...." "Slave?" He pitched my thigh. "That's what you are. I keep you safe. I pay for you. I love you. Most of all I own you." People were starting to pay attention to us. I looked down again and he grabbed my face. " I let you leave and you knew you'd have to pay for that discretion. I was thinking tonight that I would make you mine, but I can see that you are not deserving yet." He held back tears. He wanted me to be his wife. "If you would have just stayed a little longer." This scared me. Master had never cried in front of me before. I wanted to get out. He took his hands away from me and I feared that he might leave me. "Were going." "But we just got here." "Don't question me again. Just get up." We left the restaurant and drove in silence. I just thought about what he said and how I had reacted to everything "Thomas, I'm sorry. I have been so selfish. I love you and I want to be with you. Like we were before. I want to be yours. I want you to love me." I burst out in tears before I could even finish. Thomas didn't say anything. We approached his house and I started to feel a little better. At least he wasn't taking me home. He stopped the car and turned off the engine. He just sat there and I waited. Finally, after what seemed like an hour. "Crystal." He faced me and I looked him in his eyes. "Tonight you will submit to me. Totally. You will not question my punishment. You will not defy me." He caressed my cheek and ran it through my hair with his hand and let it rest at the back of my neck. "I will not deal with the disobedience you have given tonight. I will not allow you to fuck other men!" He screamed the last part making me jump. "If you meant what you said about wanting to be mine come with me." Master got out of the car and started to walk towards the house. He stopped and turned to look at me. I got out of the car and walked up to him. Placing my hand around his waist. We walked across the large lawn and into his place. I was cold and hungry. My body ached from the torture I had received. I touched my breast and felt the bite mark. I had been teased and tormented. My mouth ached. I don't know how long I had been locked in the basement. I wasn't sure, but I thought it had to be three days. I had lost all sense of time after a couple of hours. I knew better than to scream for help. Where was Master? How long would he leave me here? Would he ever let me out? I had to go to the bathroom. I would rather die than go on the floor. I pressed myself into one of the four cold corners and gathered my knees to my chest and bowed my head. Next time I would plan better. A sob escaped my throat. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I missed my friends and family. *Master's Epiloque* "Wake up, Sweet." I called through the bar window before I unlocked the door. She was scrunched up in a corner rocking herself. She looked up. Her hair which was usually shiny and straight was disheveled and all around her face. Her face was stained with tears. Her usually glowing brown skin was dull and her bruises were very visible. She looked terrified and I loved it. Knowing that she feared me and I owned her again. It was all I could do not to fuck her right then and there. I walked over and patted her head. "I'm so proud of you, pet. You took your punishment so well." "I have to go to the bathroom." Laughing I picked her up and carried her out of the dungeon. Leading her upstairs and into the bathroom. I had prepared a bath for her. I put her down and she stood in the middle of the room waiting for my word. "You may use the bathroom. I'll be back in 2 minutes to wash you. I expect you to be done in this time." I left the bathroom and returned exactly two minutes later. Leading her into the giant tub, she stepped in. I watched the water turn pink and started to wash and soothe her tortured body. As I washed her thighs I ran my hand to her pussy lips and dapped my finger in. A moan escaped my sweet pet lips. I wanted to touch her breasts too, but feared I would cause her pain. I could feel my cock growing and hurriedly finished washing her. I wouldn't be able to play with her tonight. "Step out." I toweled her dry and carried her into my bedroom, resting her on my bed. "Master?" "Yes," "Thank you for my punishment." I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers. "Did you like it much?" Hey eyes were red and watery. I touched her face. "I fear I might have gotten at bit carried away and will have to take you to Emergency. You are bleeding quite a bit." She looked down at her breast and started to cry. "You look so Beautiful." I started to lower myself to her chest. She looked so innocent and scared. The hospital could definitely wait.