Chapter 5
Madame Pain could tell that the slave was shooting his wad. She could tell by the little Harvey Harris was making in the back of his throat that he had pumped his sperm onto his belly. She could feel his inner bowels convulsing against her tightly clenched gloved fist. She straightened her fingers and pulled the hand out of his hole. There wasn't nearly as much blood as Harvey might have feared. His sphincter had torn in a couple of places — but no wounds had been opened deep inside him, as he had been afraid. Madame Pain pulled the rubber glove off in disgust and tossed it into the corner of the torture room where there was a working white porcelain sink.
She would clean it off later. She wiped her hands on a rag she found on the display table and glanced up for a moment at the grotesque ornaments decorating the ceiling of her torture chamber. She used the same rag to clean up Harvey's ass. She didn't think that any serious damage had been done. Once her hand was pulled out his asshole returned to its normal size — and once again looked like a pink asterisk covered with hair. As she tenderly wiped his ass he winced. His asshole was understandably sore. Madame Pain cleansed his anal passageway thoroughly, until all of the blood and bowel mucous had been wiped away. She threw the rag into the sink also and immediately released the teethed steel cuffs that stringently held the muscular subservient wrists and ankles in place.
Harvey thought that he would never be able to move again.
He was completely exhausted. Whipped. Beaten. He whimpered quietly.
"Roll over on your back," Madame Pain said sternly.
This was no request.
This was an order.
She was not asking.
She was telling.
And she wasn't about to take no for an answer.
But Harvey Harris, the rich business executive, did not move fast enough.
The muscular slave made the mistake of hesitation.
Hesitation infuriated the strawberry blonde bitch.
She raked her fingernails across the backs of his legs.
She drew blood on the sensitive skin behind his knees.
Harvey gathered up all of the energy he could muster.
He groaned with pain as he rolled over onto his back.
He opened his eyes and found himself looking at a skull.
He closed his eyes again. He could feel something trickling from his asshole. In a moment of raw horror, Harvey realized that this was blood he was feeling. He knew that the crack of his ass, and maybe even the cheeks, were going to be caked and crusty with dried blood by the time the dominatrix bitch had completed her torture session. His cock dwindled after his orgasm. Madame Pain could see the smeared come on his belly. As he rolled onto his back his cock moved from his abdomen to the inside of his thick thigh. She could see the blood pumping out of both the head and the shaft. It was clear that the man's penis was well on its way to being flaccid. Madame Pain did not mind. She knew that this was temporary. She had tortured Harvey Harris enough to know that it wouldn't take him very long to get another boner. She was glad that he had shot his wad during the brutal anal fist fuck. This meant that the muscular subservient would be able to fuck her for longer. He would be able to keep his cock hard for a long time the second time around. Monica Madison knew that the dark-haired man was going to make her come more times than she could count with that cock of his. She was very sure. The second he got onto his back Madame Pain ordered him to put his arms back over his head and part his thighs so that his feet were pointing toward the cuffs at the foot of the torture table. He did this without a peep of protest. His eyes were red and swollen from the tears he had spilled during the anal abuse. He was having trouble blinking. Every time the handsome business executive tried to close his eyes the insides of his eyelids felt as if they were made of sandpaper.
Madame Pain re-administered the cuffs that held his wrists and ankles in place. Just when Harvey began to get the sensation back in his toes and fingertips, Madame Pain made him numb once again. The handsome man looked at his mistress. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Harvey couldn't think of another dominatrix he would rather be abused by. The man had been to quite a few professionals in his day — but he found that many of the women who proclaimed themselves to be torturers were actually street hookers who were willing to spank their kinky johns. Madame Pain was the only woman Harvey had ever found who did not fear the pain she caused. She plunged into her torture sessions with reckless abandon — as was evidenced by the savage manner in which she had thrust her fist into his bowels.
"You are worthless, slave," Madame Pain said with a sneer.
She curled her upper lip as she spoke. Harvey paid strict attention.
He knew that the woman never repeated herself. He had to hear everything the first time.
"You are lower than my toilet. I don't think you are worthy to be in the same room with my toilet," Madame Pain said. She stood at the foot of the torture table with her feet a little more than shoulder-width apart on the carpet. She bent slightly at the knees. She held her hands on her hips. Her fingers were together and pointing downward toward the floor. Her elbows were cocked out to the side. She stood with her chin tilted upward. Her shoulders were back. Her flat tummy was sucked in. She puffed out her chest - so that her breasts rose even further than the black leather corset pushed them. Her lips were full, wanton. Harvey knew how horny his mistress was. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted to make her come until she could come no more. She gave him exactly what he wanted, it only seemed fair to the handsome subservient that he do the same for her.
"I am too worthy. I swear I am," Harvey said. "I am good enough to be your toilet. Please — just give me the opportunity. Pretty please."
He begged.
She laughed.
He felt like crying.
She stroked her own nipples.
Madame Pain tossed back her head and moaned as she pinched the feminine erections at the tips of her huge tits. "Okay," she said with a half-smile. "I will give you one chance. You had better be a good toilet, you piece of toe-jam maggot scum!"
Harvey loved the way she called him such inventive names.
Monica Madison had been drinking mixed drinks all evening.
Her bladder was very full. It felt as if it would burst.
The strawberry blonde climbed up onto the torture table.
The numbness in Harvey's ass cheeks was starting to wear off.
He could feel how ravaged his buttock flesh was from the savage thrashing he had taken there earlier with Madame Pain's riding crop.
She was on her knees.
She moved so that she was straddling his head.
Harvey was looking straight up into her pussy.
At least she blocked his view of the ceiling ornaments, he figured. He would rather look at a beautiful woman's cunt than a smelly old shrunken head any day! Madame Pain hovered her cunt over Harvey's face. She moved her knees as far apart on the torture table as she could. She reached down and began to stroke the insides of her thighs with the tips of her long, slightly curved, fingernails.
The strawberry blonde bitch stroked mostly between the tops of her black fishnet stockings and the super-swollen outer lips of her cunt.
The dominatrix bitch then pressed the fleshy part of her fingertips against her engorged outer labia and pulled them apart as far as she could, making a little gurgling sound of pleasure in the back of her throat. Harvey could see how aroused she was. Her inner cunt lips were throbbing visibly. It looked as if her nether mouth were trying to speak in vain. He could see her clit poking out from under its foreskin. It was throbbing so hard that he could see it clearly. He was thirsty. He wanted to be her toilet very badly. It was so humiliating. So very degrading. Harvey knew that he was going to love it. The woman opened her floodgates and began to urinate. She did not piss in a steady stream. She had a very talented and sexually experienced urethra. The woman could open and close the little piss hole directly below her clit at will. She made her piss come out of that hole in short, hot squirts, making her urination appear similar to a male ejaculation. Harvey could feel the ache returning to his balls even though it had only been a few minutes since he had shot his wad with her fist up his fanny.
The beautiful blonde woman pissed all over Harvey's face, and she turned up one corner of her mouth into an inward smile of amusement as she saw her muscular subservient drop his jaw. Harvey allowed his mouth to fall gaping open. He looked like a newborn bird waiting to be fed predigested worms by his regurgitating mother.
Madame Pain redirected the aim of her golden shower
She made her tiny squirts go between his bared teeth.
She could hear him gargling on her yellow tinkle.
It was a good thing that she did not piss in a steady stream.
If she had she would have surely drowned the man in piss.
His adam's apple moved up and down very fast as he struggled to swallow.
His face was all wet and sticky with the pee that had missed his oral cavity.
He drank it all down.
Like a good slave.
Madame Pain sighed.
Her pee dribbled.
Her bladder was empty.
"So, if you are good enough to be my toilet, you bucket of pig snot, you are certainly good enough to be my toilet paper!" Madame Pain said with a sneer.
Harvey felt a warm spot in his tummy.
He could feel the blood pumping downward in his long body.
Harvey could tell that blood was heading for his groin.
The ache in his testicles was getting worse by the second.
His, balls were swelling. Soon they would once again be as big as golf balls - to Madame Pain's delight.
Monica Madison sat on her subservient's face so he could lick away the excess pee between her inner cunt lips and around her urethra directly below her throbbing love button.
Harvey was smart enough to realize that he wasn't supposed to stop licking that delicious cunt flesh when all of her tinkle had been cleansed away by his eager tongue. He wasn't supposed to stop licking and sucking until he had driven his beautiful dominatrix into a shuddering climax!
"OH, you sleazy asshole, stick your tongue way up inside Madame Pain's pussy," Monica said with a sigh. She tossed back her head and closed her eyes. She could feel her face getting hot.
"Ummmphabub," Harvey said. Whatever he had been trying to communicate was muffled by Madame Pain's swollen poontang. He stuck his tongue out of his mouth as far as he could. He made the tip pointy and drove it hard between the woman's curled back inner labia at the base of the slit. He found the mouth of her fuck hole and pierced it. But Madame Pain could tell that his tongue wasn't going to get deep enough inside her pussy to satisfy her. She lifted herself off of his face for a moment. This offered Harvey an opportunity to take a deep, breath — something that had been difficult while she sat on his puss.
His face was getting even wetted with the natural lubrication that dribbled out of her cunt hole. He could feel a tugging at the roots of his tongue — near his thumping salivary gland — as he strained to get his tongue further out of his mouth. Madame Pain reached back and grabbed herself by the round smooth cheeks of her ass. She pulled her ass cheeks apart as far as she could and sat on his handsome face once again — this time positioning herself so he could rim her hot anus clean. He tongued her asshole enthusiastically — first flicking with the tip of his tongue and then licking across the nether eye with the flat broad part of his taster.
She then rocked back and forth.
She slid her crotch over his face.
He was forced to lick all the way from her asshole to her clit with each stroke. Madame Pain let out a sharp cry of pleasure each time his tongue touched her clit. She could feel the sexual tension in her loins getting worse by the second. Her hominess grew in leaps and bounds. Harvey worked his tongue deep into the snatch He worked his tongue over her urethra as he licked her pussy from base to top. He got a yellow hair on his tongue which made him feel uncomfortable - but naturally there was nothing he could do about so he tried not to think about it.
The handsome slave could hear his mistress panting wildly.
Madame Pain's lips quivered and pulled back over her teeth.
She clenched her back teeth together. Her face got redder.
The moans and groans that came with each of her rapid exhales were getting higher in pitch as the strawberry blonde approached her first come of the session. She stopped her back and forth rocking and strained to keep herself still. She wanted Harvey to pay exclusive attention to her clit. She needed an orgasm desperately. She wouldn't even be able to think about anything else until she got her rocks off. She had been horny ever since Harvey showed up. She was pleased with herself for being so patient. She had waited a long time and had abused her slave a great deal before she paused for her own pleasure. Madame Pain knew that this was a sign of a damn fine dominatrix — which is what the - woman considered herself.
Harvey could feel the blood pumping into both the shaft and head of his cock with increasing rapidity. He could feel his dick start to throb in sync with his heartbeat. He could tell that it wouldn't be very long at all before he had another full-fledged boner. He could feel the woman's little man in the boat on the tip of his tongue. He licked at it eagerly and Madame Pain began to make sharp grunting noises.
Her face contorted.
Her teeth clenched harder.
The muscles at the sides of her face began to protrude.
Then Harvey flicked his tongue across her clit very hard.
Madame Pain could feel her cunt exploding into bliss!
"C-C-C-COMING! I'M COMING SO FUCKING HARD!" Madame Pain screamed. She tossed her head from side to side. Her pussy gushed onto Harvey's face. He pinned her love button against the base of her pubic bone with the flat part of his tongue. He worked his taster hard from side to side so he would give the center of his mistress womanly pleasure maximum stimulation. She tensed every muscle in her body. She dripped sweat. Perspiration rolled off of her creased forehead into her green cat-like eyes. Harvey continued to lick at her little man in the boat until her come was completely over.
As she writhed in her bliss, the strawberry blonde was pressing her pussy against her handsome slave's face so hard that he could hardly breathe at all. He managed to breathe exclusively through one nostril.
When the woman's come was over she knelt up erect and pulled her pussy off of her slave's face. He huffed and puffed to catch his lost breath.
Madame Pain could feel an intense afterglow filling her lower abdomen. But she knew that that warm contentment was not going to last for long. She knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before her glow disappeared and was replaced by rekindled lust. Harvey could no longer feel anything dribbling out of his ravaged asshole, but he didn't know if that was because the flow of blood had stopped, or because he was too numb to feel anything at all between his whipped ass cheeks.
She climbed off the table.
Harvey's cock had moved from his thigh back to his belly.
Madame Pain smiled when she looked at his masculine equipment.
His cock was once again a full ten inches long. She whimpered.
It was as thick as it could get. As thick as her wrist!
The head had returned to its deep purple color and the skin that covered his glans was stretched so thin that it looked as if the cap would explode if the slave got any homier.
The strawberry blonde looked at the little hole in the tip of that glans. It was opening and closing. The lips at the sides of his urethra appeared red and swollen. Even though it had not been very long since Harvey had dumped his wad, his huge scrotal sack still looked as if it were filled to the brim with his come.
The tip of his cock was resting on his belly well above his navel.
The tip was pointing at the subservient's handsome face.
The entire length of the cock bounced up and down with anticipation.
Madame Pain could feel a new sexual anxiety growing inside her.
But this time her clit was no longer her desire's focal point.
Her love button's role as center of her feminine pleasure had been usurped. Temporarily — at least.
She could feel her craving centered around a magic spot deep inside her cunt — a spot on the upper wall of her inner vagina, between the base of her pubic bone and the dimpled mouth of her womb. There was a tremendous ache near her cervix. She knew that the handsome man would give her many deep vaginal orgasms when he rammed the humongous purple head of his pole of masculinity against that magic spot deep inside her tunnel of love!
Madame Pain did not stay off the table for long. She took the opportunity to caress his genitalia. She did this gently. She did not want to cause him any severe pain at that moment — for fear that it would make him lose his erection. Instead the woman worked her fingertips between the torture table and the base of his scrotal sack. She turned her wrist so that her palm and her fingertips were facing the ceiling of the dimly lit torture chamber. The strawberry blonde dominatrix bitch lifted his balls gently. She bobbed them up and down on her fingertips — as if she were trying to determine how much those twin swollen glands weighed. . She caressed his nuts by wiggling her fingers. She then cupped her palms and opened her fingers as far as she could. She made a vain attempt to clutch the entire scrotum simultaneously. She lightly caressed the hypersensitive patch of skin between the base of his balls and the ravaged mucous membranes of his rectum. She squeezed his balls rhythmically and gently. The man moaned with pleasure. Harvey forgot about his whipped ass cheeks. He forgot about his sore asshole. He loved the woman very much. She was the only one who could make sexual pleasure so intense. She released her grip on his nuts and ran her fingertips lightly up and down the underside of his ten inch cock shaft - all the way from the base to the tip. She used her thumb to caress the supersensitive patch of skin just below the head of his cock on the underside of the fleshy patch near the ring of scar tissue where the glans split to make it resemble a ripe plum. Harvey closed his eyes tighter and allowed himself as sharp grunt of physical joy. Madame Pain had an urge to suck his cock.
But she didn't do it.
She held herself back.
If she started to blow him, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stop.
She didn't want him to come in her mouth. Not at all. If that happened she would have to wait again for him to get hard. She had a game plan, for this boner, and it had to do with her eager, hungry, fuck hole.
Madame Pain, loved the way the dilated blue veins that ran near the surface on the underside of his throbbing dick felt as they pulsated against her arched fingertips.
She could wait no longer.
The glands inside her pussy were secreting a fresh flow of natural lubrication. The inside of her pussy was on fire with her desire for cock meat.
Her nipples were throbbing and were as hard as pebbles protruding from the tips of her large breasts. The woman could feel her clit return to its erect state.
She got up on the table.
This time she straddled his hips.
She placed one knee on either side of his slim loins.
She moved her knees as far apart as she could get them.
Madame Pain worked her fingers between his cock and his belly.
Once again the strawberry blonde had her palm turned upward.
She curled her fingers around the thick shaft of his dong.
Her fingers only barely made it all the way around his stem.
She lifted the cock away from his flat hard stomach slowly.
She could feel it pulsate against her palm and the insides of her curled fingers.
She squeezed firmly at his dick - just to make sure it was as hard and thick as it could be. The she moved the head of his lance to her pussy slit. She slid the tip up and down her cunt flesh. She covered his glans with her cunt juice. She knew that his cock would have to be nice and slippery for the fuck to be comfortable. He was very big. As experienced as she was, Madame Pain would still have to stretch to take all ten inches inside her hungry twat!
She rubbed his piss hole against her clit for a moment.
Then she moved the head down to the base of the slit.
She leaned forward a little, so the force of gravity was working in the same direction as her tits — making those huge breasts look larger than ever.
Her strawberry blonde hair was naturally as curly as her daughter's — but she straightened it laboriously so it fell over her milky white shoulders in thick, graceful waves.
She positioned her hips so that his cock shaft was at the appropriate angle for deep vaginal penetration.
She felt as if she were straddling a skyscraper. She was going to lower herself to the sidewalk. Madame Pain concentrated for a moment in relaxing the muscles at the sides of her craving vulva. She knew that his cock was thick enough to rub directly against her clit as they fucked. She began to press down. Her lips quivered and she gurgled with delight as she felt her inner cunt lips stretch open. Her inner labia pulled tight. Then the head of his cock popped in. The lips at the mouth of her fuck hole were struggling to grip the ring of scar tissue at the base of his mushroom-shaped cock head.
"SO FUCKING GOOD!" she screamed.
His cock was too thick to plunge all the way into her at the same time. She moved her fingertips to the base of his cock shaft and lowered herself on his lance slowly. She could feel the tip of his dick working deeper into her poontang a fraction of an inch at a time.
"HOT! HOT! HOT!" she cried. She could feel his urgently erect pole getting ever closer to the magic spot near her dimpled cervix. She could tell that she was going to have the first of many deep vaginal orgasms the second his dick made contact with that internal, feminine, secret magic spot.
As she leaned forward she could rub his penetrating cock shaft against her swollen clit — thus enhancing the pleasure she was already experiencing between her parted thighs.
She rammed down with her cunt as hard as she could. His cock head smacked her cervix. She screamed with pleasure as the waves of her orgasm spread in ever-growing concentric circles to fill her entire body.
"UUUHHHGGGHHHH!!!" she hollered. Her cunt loosened. The rest of his dick slipped into her with ease. She could feel the side walls and back wall of her cunt being stretched tight by the length and girth of the muscular subservient's ten inch phallus!
Harvey could feel the dominatrix bitch's inner pussy flesh spasming and convulsing against his supersensitive cock shaft. He could feel the head of his dick lodged against the back wall of her hole. Madame Pain could feel that purple glans throbbing incredibly deep inside her — way up into her lower belly.
Harvey thought that Madame Pain had the most talented pussy he had ever plowed. The inside of her cunt felt as if it were filled with a thousand magic fingers.
And all of those fingers had been put there especially to give his dick pleasure. He could feel the head and shaft of his lance being stroked gloriously.
Harvey hoped that the woman would start her up and down fuck motion right away. He felt as if he were the sand on the beach and Madame Pain was the tide rolling in over him.
His breathing became shorter and faster. Madame Pain continued to press down with her loins even after his cock was all the way inside her hole.
She ground her pubic bone against his. Her gaping pussy lips gripped and tugged at the base of his pole. She gyrated her hips in a slow circle.
She could feel his massive rod stretching at the inner walls of her cunt and the inner lips of her pussy in every possible direction.
It seemed to the muscular slave like it took forever before the obviously superior woman began to pull upward with her lips. Her cunt felt like it was sucking his cock.
Madame Pain pulled upward until only the head of his purple dick was inside her. Her inner cunt lips were once again gripping at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
She took a deep breath.
She filled her lungs.
Then she drove herself down on his rod as hard as she could. She took him all in one fell swoop. Her cunt went from completely empty to completely full.
Her eyes opened very wide - so that the whites were visible all the way around her cat-like green pupils. Her eyes felt like they were going to come popping right out of their sockets.
Madame Pain began to fuck her slave with a smooth steady motion.
She kept leaning forward so her clit would receive maximum stimulation.
She wanted her love button to feel battered as if it were a small punching bag being worked over by an especially talented boxer.
She steadily picked up the pace as she went along.
Madame Pain felt as if she were impaling herself on his rod.
Each time she slammed down against his loins she could feel great lightning bolts of pleasure shooting up her backbone to the base of her skull. Her eyes closed tightly.
She could tell that it wouldn't be long before she would have her second deep vaginal come — and she could already tell it was going to be more intense than the first.
Harvey felt in control.
He could tell that he would be able to fuck or be fucked — for a long time before he would have to worry about ending the act by spilling his seed inside the mistress' pussy.
Madame Pain soon began to snap off orgasms at an incredible rate.
Her climaxes came closer and closer together as she fucked faster.
She bounced up and down on his dick as hard and fast as she could.
Her pussy made a wet sucking sound as it was repeatedly pierced by his lance of rock-hard cock flesh. His tube steak found her core again and again it got to the point where Madame Pain could no longer count her orgasms. She didn't care how many she had.
Numbers were unimportant as far as the strawberry blonde was concerned.
Besides, her orgasms came so close together that she was having trouble figuring out when one ended and the next one began. It felt more like she was having one continuous come than it did like she was having a series of shorter orgasms strung closely together — like kernels of popcorn on a string.
Neither of them had any idea of long the fuck lasted. It could have been five minutes. It could have been an hour. Their perceptions of time were seriously warped by the intensity of the sensations they shared.
Finally Madame Pain could tell they had reached the homestretch of the fuck. She could tell by the frenzied noises Harvey was making in her throat. The tickle of sexual anxiety had returned to the base of his dick. His come was once again swimming impatiently around his swollen testicles.
She could feel his cock get thicker and longer inside her.
She could tell he was about to spew his sweet spunk.
His cock spasmed.
Harvey let out a bellow of ecstasy. He sounded like an animal. Half-man, half-best. He was a werewolf — howling in homage to the full moon.
Madame Pain snapped off her final come of the fuck at that moment.
This pleased her.
They came simultaneously. Harvey felt as if there were only one orgasm — and the two of them were sharing the bliss it provided.