The Bondage Slave Is Used… Part One…

May the 16th 2003 Mrs Smith and myself had just enjoyed a long hard ride across the downs in the beautiful spring sunshine… Upon our arrival back at the stables we both dismounted and instructed the waiting stable boys to take our horses back to the paddock while we made our way back to the dressing room so that we could take our shower and get dressed ready for the meeting that afternoon… I pushed the dressing room door open and led Mrs Smith inside… The clinically clean white tiled walls and polished wooden floor brightly lit by the numerous ceiling lights and the long rows of white steel lockers and long highly polished wooden benches all around the edge of the room and the line of private shower cubicles on the far side… However… As soon as the door closed behind us our attention was immediately drawn to the rather interesting little display, which was waiting for us in the centre of the room… A large wooden bondage bench had been placed in the middle of the floor directly underneath the main row of ceiling lights… The bench was very old and very heavy… At least four stable boys would have been required to lift it into the dressing room… The large unpadded bench top was rounded like a barrel so that the middle was the highest point with a curvature running down from there to the head and foot of the bench… Four huge thick wooden legs supported each corner together with huge round steel eyelets which were all very worn by the many years wear by ropes and chains… Secured to the top of the bench now was a male and as we walked slowly up towards him a cruel smile crept across our lips as our eyes studied his helpless body… The curvature of the bench top was quite obviously causing the slave a great deal of discomfort… But as the bench was designed for the ease of use by the Ladies present rather than the consideration of any comfort enjoyed by the slave secured to it this was not of any interest to us… The slave was in his mid twenties with the smooth well-honed body of an athlete… The expertly tied rope around his wrists, arms, legs, ankles and torso stretched him out even harder so that his muscles were forced to tense and stand out quite beautifully… A thick black leather mask was strapped over the slave's eyes and a single black silk seamed stocking had been pulled over the slave's head… Perhaps one of the Ladies earlier had mockingly pulled it over his head before leaving for her ride… I could almost hear the ringing laughter from all of the Ladies as they all left for the stables to select their mounts… A single length of lanyard was quite expertly tied tightly around the base of the slaves larger than average testicles and then around the base of the slaves cock before being tied off to the small steel loop in the ceiling carefully fixed there for such an occasion… As my eyes ran over the slaves cock I could see that the soft lanyard cord was looped several times around the base of his shaft… The slave had quite obviously been forced to full erection some time earlier and now the looped cord was preventing his erection from subsiding… I could see that the smooth sensitive skin at the base of the slaves cock shaft was straining against the tightly looped cord… The slaves pee hole forced wide open and leaking a slippery stream of thick warm pre cum sperm down the full length of his engorged shaft before running down over his body as it was forced to arch so cruelly by the bench… As Mrs Smith reached out with her leather gloved hand and flicked at the tip of the slaves cock sadistically the slave jerked hard and then groaned in pain as several large drips of pre cum sperm splashed across the room… Then as I started to run the tips of my leather gloved hands up and down the slaves tensed and muscular thighs Mrs Smith leaned down to the slave's ear and spoke mockingly: "I am sure that you have been tied ready for us for quite a while slave… Does your erection hurt yet?" Mrs Smiths hand then shot out and flicked the tip of the slaves cock once more viciously and as the slaves whole body tensed and he gasped with pain Mrs Smith laughed cruelly and spoke almost silently: "Shut up slave… Or I will show you some REAL pain…" The tips of my leather clad fingers were now brushing lightly over the tops of the slaves inner thighs and then as my fingers moved up over the taught skin of the slaves testicles I could clearly feel the warmth even through the thin leather of my riding gloves… I looked up at Mrs Smith and with a cruel smile dancing across my lips I asked: "Shall we have a little fun before we take our shower?" Mrs Smith laughed and replied: "I think that we should have just a little fun at least… We have a busy afternoon ahead but a little diversion now might help us to concentrate later…" The tips of my fingers were now pressing into the slaves full and helpless testicles just hard enough to cause a little discomfort as the fingers of my other hand glided slowly up and down the full length of his heavily veined solid cock shaft… The slippery flow of pre cum sperm now smearing the leather of my gloves… Lubricating my fingers perfectly as they slid up and down… Mrs Smith stood back and then after pulling off her riding gloves and dropping them to the floor she sat down onto the long wooden bench and sat down so that she could pull off her riding boots… She then stood and eased her skin tight jodhpurs down over her strong thighs before pulling them off then after slowly unbuttoning her white riding blouse and pulling it off she opened her locker and took out her spike heeled court shoes… As she now walked back towards the slave in just her spike heels, panties and bra I turned and walked over to the rack on the wall so that I could select a viciously long thin riding crop and then as I turned and flexed the deliciously sadistic riding crop in my hand lovingly just in time to watch Mrs Smith ease her tiny little white lace thong panties down over her legs before letting them drop to the floor at her feet… As she stood very close to the helpless slaves head she reached down to her perfectly shaved pubic area and slowly ran the tips of her fingers across her prominent vaginal lips as she shuddered with exhilaration… I reached over and ripped a hole in the stocking covering the slaves head directly over his mouth then after slipping her index finger into her now well-lubricated vagina Mrs Smith panted: "Push out your tongue slave NOW!" As the slave carefully pushed out his tongue Mrs Smith slipped her now wet and slippery finger from her vagina and wiped it all over the slaves tongue so that he was forced to taste her and feed from her as she looked down and laughed at him cruelly as his greedy tongue lapped at her beautiful cream… Once more Mrs Smith moved her finger down to her crotch and as she started to ease it into herself once more I swung the crop through the airs HARD before bringing it down across the tops of the exposed front of the slaves thighs… The slave's lips curled open as he screamed out in complete agony from between his tightly clenched teeth… I laughed cruelly and ran the tips of my leather-clad fingers over the fast appearing thin red stripe just to add to the slaves torment… Mrs Smith spoke quietly yet VERY firmly: Push out your tongue and feed from me slave…" The slave's mouth opened once more and his eager tongue pushed out from between his trembling lips as Mrs Smith positioned her dripping wet finger over his face… As his tongue went to work once more I stood back and swish the viciously long thin crop through the air so that the slave was aware that I was watching his efforts… As Mrs Smith wiped her dripping wet finger over the slaves extended tongue I carefully flicked the tip of the slaves tightly bound cock gently with the tip of the crop… The flicks were only very gentle but the prolonged erection that the slave was forced to endure ensured that his discomfort soon turned to torment… Each gentle flick of my crop forced large splashes of pre cum sperm to spray across the room as Mrs Smith watched intently… A few more moments passed… I could see that the slave was beginning to enjoy the sensation of having his cock flicked by the crop so without warning I lifted the riding crop high into the air and with a gasp of exertion brought it down across the exposed front of his upper thighs once more and as his mouth opened to scream in pain Mrs Smith rammed her fingers inside and grabbed his tongue firmly… The slave was still trembling in pain as Mrs Smith leaned down and asked cruelly: "I hope that you are skilled with this slave…" Then without warning she sprang up onto the end of the bench over the slaves face and sat down hard… As she leaned forwards and closed her eyes I could see her strong thighs grip the slaves head as she carefully positioned herself over the slaves mouth… Once more I brought the crop down across the slaves upper thighs viciously as I hissed: "Push out your tongue slave and get ready to pleasure Mrs Smith!" Mrs Smith eyes closed and she gasped with pleasure… I could see that the slave was doing as he was told as her hips started to jerk and rotate slowly… Then as Mrs Smith started to tense her hips and ride up and down HARD as the slave went to work I reached out once more and my leather gloved fingers wrapped around the slaves swollen and throbbing cock tip… My fingers moving lightly over the slaves forced erection… Far too lightly for the slave to even feel in his present state… My leather clad fingertips enjoying the slippery warm feeling of his rich pre cum sperm still leaking from him in a heavy flow… I moved my head down to watch my fingers carefully and I was sure that the slave was now aware of my hot breath against his straining cock shaft… As I watched Mrs Smith begin to ride the slaves face harder my tongue flicked out and quickly lapped a rather large drop of pre cum which had just dribbled from the slaves wide open pee hole then as my tongue slipped back into my mouth once more I savoured the thick salty sensation as I watched Mrs Smiths first orgasm begin… As her hips trembled and rode the slaves face harder and harder I smiled to myself as I watched the slave struggle to keep his tongue perfectly still for her… Of course the slave would be forced to endure a LOT of pain if he was unable to please the Lady riding him… Mrs Smith's eyes closed then as her expression tensed a loud squeal escaped from between her lips… Her strong thighs still jerked up and down as she ensured that she had extracted every last second of pleasure from the slaves tongue before climbing off of him… The black silk stocking covering the slaves head was now soaked with Mrs Smiths beautiful cream… His mouth wide open and panting after being ridden so hard as he struggled to fill his lungs with air… Then as I brought the crop down as hard as I could across the tops of his thighs one more time the slaves mouth let out a scream of burning agony as Mrs Smith, still panting from her hard ride of the slaves tongue looked down and spoke cruelly: "Be quiet slave… You are just our 'fuck toy' and you must endure ANY little ways we have of amusing ourselves with you!" Stepping back over to the bench I sat down and removed my now sperm soaked riding gloves and pulled off my riding boots and then I slipped my skintight jodhpurs down my lovely long legs before stepping out of them… Quickly I opened my locker so that I too could take out my black leather spike heeled court shoes and then after slipping them onto my feet I slowly stood and started to walk back towards the middle of the room once more… Mrs Smith laughed wickedly and spoke loud enough for the slave to hear: "You are not wearing any panties my dear…" I smiled and replied: "But of course…" Then as Mrs Smith untied the slaves cock quickly I climbed up onto the bench and sat down over the slaves face hard… As soon as the lanyard cord around the slaves cock was released his whole body arched up as far as his bindings would allow as the blood flow returned to his cock shaft and he groaned in pain… I laughed cruelly and hissed: "Push out your tongue! I want to ride your face NOT hear your noise!" The slaves probing tongue darted out and I could feel its warm wet tip press against my vagina lips before quickly finding its way into my tight opening… I gasped as I moved myself down upon him and as I could feel the sensitive skin of my crotch press down against the slaves face so that I knew that I had ALL of his tongue inside of me I laughed wickedly and spoke firmly: "Now please me PROPERLY slave!" I started to jerk my hips up and down and as I could feel the slaves tongue sliding in and out of my tightly gripping vagina quite deliciously I watched Mrs Smith lean forwards and take the swollen tip of the slaves cock into her mouth so that she could grip the sensitive flesh between her teeth cruelly as her tongue darted over his pee hole… The mixture of both pleasure and pain spurred the slave on and his tongue pushed out absolutely ridged against me as I rode up and down upon him hard… I watched as Mrs Smith lapped up and enjoyed the slave's rich thick pre cum sperm then dribble her own saliva slowly into his gapping pee hole… I tensed myself then gripped the slaves tongue as hard as possible with my strong vaginal muscles then as I rode up once more I looked down at the slave and laughed cruelly as I could feel his tongue almost being pulled out of his head… The slave was forced to concentrate HARD as I now rode up and down upon him and Mrs Smith bit at his cock tip with her sharp and VERY vicious teeth… I continued to grip the slaves tongue with my muscles as hard as possible but the copious lubrication now coating my vagina meant that I had to squeeze harder and harder… Mrs Smith was now gripping the slave's full large testicles in her hand as her exploring fingers teased and probed at the slaves gaping pee hole… Thick globules of pre cum were continuing to ooze out and lubricate her fingers and I watched intently as my orgasm gripped me and forced me to cry out with pleasure… I could feel the spasms of my vagina squeeze the slaves tongue hard as I continued to use and abuse it for my pleasure… As I let out several small screams and I enjoyed my orgasm I watched Mrs Smith cruelly tie the slaves cock shaft at the base once more with the lanyard cord… And as she jerked the knot viciously tight the slave's whole body tensed in pain under me… Then I laughed and looked down at him as I raised myself from his tongue and I spoke cruelly: "Now I think that its time to use you properly 'fuck toy' and I am going to use you first…" Mrs Smith moved around to stand next to the slave's head as I moved myself down and positioned myself over the slaves waiting cock…