I licked and licked her up and down. I toiled away at trying to please her. I was exhausted, sweaty and fatigued. Mistress snapped.

Oh, my poor slut is sexed out," Finally I was untied, hooded, led blindfolded through the house, put on a bed.

"Now you can rest, just let's put something fun in your ass first,"

I assumed the position, and she inserted the Edge2 into me. Then I was laid down. So tired I only wanted sleep, I tried to curl up, but one hand was stretched out, secured ... Then the next, then my legs. I was spread eagle, uncomfortably wide, still gagged and hooded. I didn't dare moan a complaint, besides I was so tired I wasn't sure I could. Laying down at least my knees didn't hurt and maybe I could sleep. I started to drift off... then I felt the toy in my ass buzz to life. I moaned in exhausted lust. "Have a good night," she said before she walked away.

I woke to the painful sensation of my dick struggling to get hard inside of a steel chastity cage. When (and how!) had I even fallen asleep? I last remembered being bound in a tight spread-eagle, my ass filled by a moderate sized vibrating toy, gagged and hooded. With the vibrating toy constantly changing its intensity, driving me mad with lust, I couldn't even remember getting close to sleep.

But now that I was thinking about it, a stray thought surfaced - memory or dream? 

Mistress whispering fiercely into my ear as my body writhed and moaned in pleasure - she said "I am so excited to transform you into a submissive slut inside and out. Everyone will be able to tell what kind of slut you are just by looking at your body, and you'll be so glad to confirm it for them by providing your services..."

I wasn't sure what to make of that, and I was surprised I had even fallen asleep! But I obviously had, as my situation was now different. While I was still gagged and hooded, I was not in a spread-eagle position on a bed - I found myself on my knees, arms apparently bound together and pulled up behind my back, the edge was in at just the right depth and angle to tickle my prostate. I very quickly found myself moaning desperately into my gag, each buzz sending an electric need for orgasm shuddering through me and pushing out just a bit more cum.

Latex-gloved hands cupped my ass cheeks, giving them a tight squeeze before gliding up my abdomen. One finger circled each nipple.

I blinked in the sudden light, looking up at my black-mailing Mistress. She was a sexy goddess of lust, as always, but she looked entirely different today. She wore a full body red latex number, with black latex gloves, black fishnets attached to a black garter - the garter accentuated the open-crotch, where her glorious shaved pussy was on open display - and a mask that covered all but her eyes and her luscious, pink-smeared lips.

Are you ready to please me?" she said with a hint of girlish glee, her lips turned up into a smile.

"Mmmm mmm mm!" I said.

"Well, obviously we'll have to take that off. But first..." she produced a long string of clothes pins, all tied to the same piece of string, with about eight inches between them. "Where do you think I should put this?" she asked with an innocent tone, her fuck-me-heels clicking with each step. I moaned into my gag when I felt her grab my balls, although everyone knew where the clothes pins would be going when she asked the question. They didn't hurt going on, but I knew from experience that they would coming off!

"Now then," she said, settling herself onto a plush cushion that was right under my face, "are you ready for a little morning fun?" with the tone of a lover. It was hard to think of someone that was blackmailing me into being their sex toy as a "lover," but in some way it felt right...

No time to think, though, as Mistress pushed a button, and a winch slowly lowered my face until it was a mere inch from her open, inviting pussy. I could smell her nectar; she was revved up and ready to go this morning!

We're going to play a little game..." she began, unbuckling the ball gag. "You get 5 minutes to make me cum with your talented mouth. If you can give me 5 orgasms in a row in 25 minutes, I'll give you the chance to have one of your own" (that was a VERY exciting thought, even though I knew there would be some deck stacking!). "But, if you can't..." she lifted her hips just a bit, rubbing her moist pussy all over my face, "then I'll pull a few of the clothes pins off for fun. You have 5 minutes between orgasms before I pull a few," she said, idly rubbing one finger across my still-gagged lips. "And, if you fail... Well, you'll lose your chance to cum. But don't worry - you'll still get plenty of assgasms."

She removed the gag. "You may begin," she said with a wicked grin, pushing a button on her phone. She pointed the camera at me and held it, recording my servitude.

I dove in, attacking her vagina with my tongue. I pushed it inside, pulled it out - in, out, in, out. Her thighs got tighter and tighter on my head as I tongue-fucked her hot hole; after a short time I felt her first orgasm shake her body.

Next was the clit - I licked all around it until she was moaning, then focused my attention on it. My tongue was starting to fatigue, but I could feel Mistress slowly building toward a second orgasm - her thighs tightening around my head once again. "Ohhhh, yes!" she moaned, finally cumming after my long vigil of licking. "Only three more to go. You're such a good bitch; keep it up."

I sucked her clit into my my mouth, licking it as I sucked. The tension in her body told me I was doing great - she was rapidly approaching the third orgasm. I spluttered as my mouth filled with her juices as she squirted all over my face, screaming "God, yes!".

"Wow - only two more," she said heavily, panting a bit. I slipped my tongue back inside, now very fatigued, and attempted to tongue fuck her. My efforts felt Herculian, but I was getting no reaction from Mistress. After a while, I switched back to licking the clit, then sucking it... in desperation I started licking every part of her sex that my tongue could reach, and none of it seemed to have any effect! After a long exertion, I heard her phone beeping.

"Ohhhh, too bad. You showed such promise, too. No orgasm, then," and she slid her mound forward, smothering my mouth and nose in it. I felt the clothes pins as they were pulled off, but the pain took an extra moment. I screamed into her vagina as she continued to slowly pull pins off my balls.

I could feel the buzzing still continuing on and off, the mistress then whispered slowly that I have had enough of you and I will allow you to come but you have to come when I say so. I will count you down from 10. Are you ready? I nod still not sure if I can or if I will.

She started counting 10, 9, 8, stop she starts to grab my balls and slowly rub my shaft and head, 7, 6, 5 she runs lube and spit onto her hands and goes faster. She turns the vibes up high pulsating in me, 4,3,2 I can some how feel it coming not sure what to do, 1 as the warm gush starts to come through my head of my cock she slaps my arse hard and I groan loudly and she says come for me slut, as the load is shot out of my cock onto the floor. She then slaps my bare arse 5 times and puts the buzz on low. She tells me I’m such a good slut and I am a quivering mess. I am thankful and exhausted.