At my weekly weigh-in on Saturday morning, the day of the feast, I used to be alarmed to find that I had gained 1 pound. It did not matter that I had already misplaced almost 15 kilos. Every week was a brand new one with respect to my weight reduction goal. A 1 pound acquire meant 12 strokes of the strap or cane. I had plenty of work to do cleansing the home after which making ready that night’s meal, and actually dreaded doing it after 12 cuts of the cane from Luke; as well as, I’d barely have the ability to sit down on the dinner desk (throughout the few breaks I’d have from serving everybody).
Luke mentioned, “Effectively, fats boy, it appears such as you’ve been dishonest in your food regimen once more. Most likely sneaking again to that Thai restaurant on the town you want a lot.” He was appropriate, sadly; I had handled myself to some shrimp Pad Thai and Tom Kha Gai soup the day earlier than yesterday. I knew I ought to’ve caught to the rooster satay with no rice.
“Placed on these inexperienced punishment tights Brooke likes and convey me the cane,” Luke mentioned. I appeared pleadingly at Brooke. She caught my eye and understood.
“Babe, Walter has plenty of work to do at present to prepare for dinner tonight, and it’ll be arduous for him should you give him 12 with the cane. Do you assume that possibly you should use the strap this time as an alternative?”
“The cane’s much more efficient. It is vital that tubby right here learns his lesson.”
“However you need him to have the ability to do a great job cleansing and cooking, proper? You understand what he is like after you cane him that many instances. He is a blubbering mess and has bother shifting round for a full day. Is not there one thing he might do to persuade you to punish him a distinct method, simply this one time? Fairly please, babe.”
I did not await Luke to reply, however reasonably fell to my knees, lowered my face to his naked ft, and started begging in between kissing them. I knew he favored me to name him grasp or sire when he wished me to essentially humble myself.
“Grasp, I urge you.” Kiss. “Please use the strap at present.” Kiss. “It hurts a lot, I swear.” Kiss “I promise to make it as much as you by shedding 3 kilos this coming week.” Kiss, kiss, kiss.
“I am going to maintain you to that. I am going to inform you what, cuck. I suppose I am feeling merciful at present. Get the strap and a wood spoon from the kitchen. Simply be sure it isn’t one you are going to use for dinner tonight.”
“Sure, grasp. Thanks grasp.”
I became my Peter Pan tights and returned with the strap and the spoon, presenting them to Luke as I’d the cane, on bended knee with my head bowed and palms upturned.
“Cuck, get the important thing to your chastity cage out of your spouse’s ankle and hand it to me.”
After I handed it to him, he pulled down my tights and eliminated my cage. I bought instantly arduous and heard Brooke giggle. Luke roughly pulled my tights again up and I stared down in disgrace at my inexperienced nylon tent.
“So, this is what I am gonna do. I am gonna offer you twelve with the strap in your fats ass after which I am gonna offer you six smacks with the wood spoon in your tiny cock and balls.”
“However, sir, that is 18,” I objected meekly.
“I can rely, cuck. Unbelievable. Right here I am exhibiting you mercy, and also you’re fucking complaining! I am not feeling as merciful now. So I am going to offer you a selection. You both get eighteen strokes with the cane in your ass or twelve with the strap in your ass and twelve with the spoon in your cock. Do you wish to complain once more?”
“No, grasp. I am so sorry. Please give me 12 with the strap and 12 with the spoon.”
“Are you certain about that, prof?” He grinned at me wickedly.
“Sure, grasp. I believe so.”
“Bend over the mattress. After every stroke I need you to say, ‘Thanks for being merciful, grasp. Might I please have one other.'”
I repeated the clichéd, humiliating phrase the required 12 instances. Brooke was watching from the recliner behind us, and I attempted to examine the expression on her face. Was it one in every of amusement? Arousal? Perhaps one would’ve been in a position to detect a touch of empathy in her eyes (or so I hoped)? Most likely some mixture of the entire above, however a minimum of not contempt. Or I did not assume so, in any case. That wasn’t Brooke’s type — until she was exceptionally indignant with me, which was uncommon. By the point Luke was completed, my ass was searing. But it surely wasn’t as dangerous because the cane; not even shut. And whereas I am certain my ass should’ve been a deep shade of crimson, a minimum of I would not must take care of the welts.
Brooke walked over and rubbed my buttocks by means of my tights, not too arduous however not too gently both. I squirmed to evade her touch–a rarity, however it actually harm. She mentioned to Luke, “Babe, I am hotter than his ass. And it is smoking. Take me upstairs now and fuck me, please.”
“Wait, his punishment is just half over! Aren’t you paying consideration?”, he mentioned to Brooke.
“Sure, sir, I am sorry. You are going to spank his little balls.”
“Rattling straight. Lie down flat on the ground, cuck.”
“Wait, sir,” mentioned Brooke. She reached into the dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. “Let’s add some additional punishment with these.”
“Good concept, babe. Put them on him.”
As she leaned over me, I gave her a glance meant to convey, “Hey, I assumed you have been on my aspect.” As she tweaked my nipples and affixed the clamps, she mouthed to me (out of Luke’s view), “Belief me.”
My cock had shriveled to a nub throughout my strapping. The clamps harm like hell, however my cock immediately hardened as Brooke secured them tightly.
Luke mentioned, “OK, maintain your fingers at your sides, and your legs straight out and pressed collectively. Do not transfer, or I am going to begin over.”
He introduced spoon down with pressure, partly on the bottom of my cock and partly on my balls. I yelped, however my cock stayed arduous. I used to be mendacity subsequent to the mattress the place Luke and Brooke have been seated. She caught her naked proper foot underneath the chain between my nipple clamps and pulled up on them with it, inflicting me nonetheless extra ache. However Brooke was effectively conscious that there’s a direct connection between my delicate nipples and my cock. She continued to jerk the chain on my clamps together with her foot as Luke administered further strokes with the spoon. As I am certain Brooke knew, having had no launch in virtually every week since she gave me a hand job, the smacks of the spoon on my cock have been bringing me near ejaculation. Particularly with the help she was offering of nipple stimulation. To not point out the visible stimulation of her fairly foot shifting inches from my face.
When Luke hit me with the twelfth and last stroke of the spoon. I used to be very shut, however not fairly there but.
Though I used to be not required to say “Sir, could I please have one other” for this phase of my punishment, that is precisely what I mentioned when Luke was completed, thrusting my pelvis upwards, as if pleading for added abuse.
Luke knew what was happening, after all. He mentioned, “That is alleged to be a punishment, not a reward. However should you’re so pathetic that you will really get off to me abusing your little cock, I suppose I am going to permit it. However I believe you must do a greater job of begging for it first. Persuade me you really need it.”
I continued thrusting my pelvis upwards as Luke rested the spoon in opposition to my balls, my cock throbbing helplessly by means of the nylon.
“Please grasp. Please smack my pathetic little balls once more.”
“Why, cuck?”
“As a result of I want to come back, grasp. And the one method I deserve to come back is by having my pathetic, little cock and balls overwhelmed by an actual man such as you.”
He struck my cock neatly with the spoon once more, adopted by my balls. In the meantime, Brooke continued pulling up the chain with one foot, whereas inserting the toes of her different foot over my lips and nostril. As I inhaled, with Luke’s continued assault on my cock, I entered the way of thinking often known as subspace. The ache of Luke’s strikes began to really feel pleasurable. I started to attempt to utter extra abject phrases of beseechment, however my tongue was tied. I felt blissful, at peace, assured that I used to be the place I belonged. After Luke caught me a quantity further instances with the spoon (I used to be long gone having the ability to rely), I ejaculated profusely by means of my tights.
I used to be given maybe 30 seconds to savor the after impacts of my orgasm, earlier than Brooke lifted her foot up with enough pressure to yank the nipple clamps off me. The fireplace in each of my nipples was intense. I heard each of them snicker as I grimaced and writhed on the ground beneath them.
Nonetheless half out of it, I heard Luke say, “Congratulations, prof, that was some of the pathetic issues I’ve ever seen in my life. Okay, babe, let’s go upstairs now.” He then turned to me. “Time so that you can rise up and get to work. Be sure you wash that spoon a few hundred instances.”
After the 2 of them went as much as the bed room, I rinsed off and soaked my tights in soapy water and took a bathe. I then placed on a pair of black girls’s boyshorts and a black T-shirt and started mopping the kitchen. About an hour into my cleansing, I sadly skilled the feeling often known as sub drop, an occasional corollary to the far more gratifying subspace. I abruptly felt unhappy and depressed, and questioned what I used to be doing with my life. How might I permit myself to subjected to such degradation. How might I really get off on it? Why did the depth of my orgasms appear instantly tied to how humiliating they have been? Did Brooke actually love me? I used to be consumed with doubt and self-loathing, listening the bedsprings rock violently above me. I had skilled this sensation a few instances earlier than after comparable scenes with Luke and Brooke. Typically the melancholy lasted a day or extra, however that afternoon it solely lasted for less than a few hours, fortunately. I believe that is as a result of I had a lot to do to arrange for dinner that night; I did not have the luxurious of wallowing in my despair for too lengthy.
As mentioned, visitors have been my buddy, Neil Lawson, and Brooke’s buddy from the restaurant, Laura, a waitress who was in her mid-20s, a number of years youthful than Brooke. I’d be assembly her for the primary time that night. I deliberate out and ready a 3 course meal, together with beet and goat cheese salad for an appetizer, roasted rooster and greens, a aspect dish of creamed spinach, and a dessert of strawberry shortcake with do-it-yourself whipped cream.
Because it was getting nearer to the time when our visitors have been as a result of arrive, I wearing the identical waiter’s uniform I had worn the primary time I served Luke dinner. I felt ridiculous sporting a bow tie and apron with my tight black denims, and barefoot (my nails painted a vivid shade of blue), considering to myself how I might probably clarify the scenario to Neil and in addition questioning what Brooke had shared with Laura about our relationship, and Luke.
In the meantime, Luke and Brooke had gotten dressed for dinner and we have been sitting in the lounge, taking part in music and speaking, as I used to be working round, getting issues prepared. Luke ordered me to get a him a Yuengling and Brooke a glass of crimson wine. My ears recoiled on the specific number of grievance-filled nation music he was blaring by means of my Bose audio system. I grew up on an eclectic combine of other, traditional and punk rock — in addition to classical music, liked by my mother– and whereas I sometimes loved some city nation corresponding to Lucinda Williams and even Johnny Money, I really despised the form of nation Luke favored, principally about males celebrating their mental mediocrity and whining about these they considered to be elites.
I knew Brooke agreed with me in her emotions about Luke’s music. However I not bought to select the music in my house–if it might even be referred to as that anymore. I like music, firmly consider my tastes are superior and discover it exceedingly disagreeable to take heed to what I contemplate dangerous music. Luke’s model of nation was the worst, and being pressured to take heed to it was a sort of non bodily domination that I discovered particularly humiliating (to not point out tortuous). I felt the identical method about different cultural and political points, the place being pressured to suppress, or in some instances, act instantly counter to my views, was an excessive type of humiliation for me. It was in these cases that I used to be most liable to insurgent. I did a few instances, most unwisely. However extra on that later.
After I served them the drinks, Luke mentioned, “The place’s your chastity cage?”
“In my lavatory, sir.”
“Carry it to me.”
After he locked it again on me, Luke mentioned, “Take off these denims and placed on these black stretchy pants you put on. What are they referred to as babe?”
“Yoga pants,” answered Brooke.
“However, sir, Neil is my colleague. Everybody will see the medal of my cage beneath yoga pants. Please do not make me put on them.”
“You are fortunate I am not making you put on your stained inexperienced tights. Change now, or possibly our visitors can be handled to seeing you get the caning you managed to wiggle your method out of earlier at present.”
Wishing to keep away from a nonetheless extra compromising scenario, I did as commanded. Analyzing myself within the mirror, the majority of my chastity cage was clearly seen beneath the clingy artificial cloth of the pants, whether or not one was on the lookout for one thing there or not.
After I put it on, Luke ordered me to current myself for inspection.
I assumed I’d enterprise a small request. “Sir, could I please put on some sneakers or socks, a minimum of?”
“What, and conceal your polished toes? No, I such as you barefoot once you’re working within the kitchen. I do not know what you are so anxious about? I am certain your woke professor buddy will love your new look. Perhaps his spouse locks up his cock too?”
“Neil continues to be single, sir.”
“What, is he a fag?”
“I do not consider so, sir. He has dated a number of girls earlier than. I simply do not assume he is met the suitable lady but.”
“Perhaps we will set him up with Laura,” mentioned Brooke.
“See, prof, this night is filled with potentialities.”
The doorbell rang. Luke mentioned, “It seems like our first visitor has arrived. Prof, I need you to say ‘Welcome to our residence, sir or miss. Might I please take your coat?’ After you dangle up their coat, I need you to convey him right here, introduce them to me and get them a drink. I need you to handle our visitors respectfully all night. Obtained it?”
“Sure, sir.”
I hurried to the door, opened it and stood head to head with my buddy and colleague, Neil.
“Welcome to our residence, sir. Might I please take your coat?”
Neil appeared me up and down, and mentioned, “Sir? Are you okay, Walter? What the hell is happening?”
I whispered to him, “Every part is ok, Neil.” I attempted to smile. “I am going to clarify later. Now let me introduce you to Luke.”