Sucking Astric

She opened her mouth and took his cock into it. As she did so she felt his hand firmly taking hold of the back of her head. He guided her to the position he liked, instructing her on how quickly to move her head up and down and when to vary the speed.

It had felt large the last time it was in her mouth but this time it felt enormous. She was just beginning to enjoy the feeling of its size filling her mouth when it seemed to get bigger still. Then she felt the jets of liquid pumping into her mouth. It was far more than she was expecting and had come much quicker. She could hear Astric breathing deeply and contentedly. She hesitated a moment and then started to swallow. There was almost enough for it to be a drink.

He pulled out. He strode across to where Alim was tied up.

"Get dressed you two, we are going to the hall."

Astric had selected simple dresses. Short, about half way to the knees, bare arms and a revealing neckline. Astric was pleased. She realised her face and figure weren't a match for Alim, but at least it flattered her larger breasts.

Astric's First Rule

As Mel drifted out of her sleep the next morning she began to remember what had happened the day before. Astric's large body was motionless next to her in the bed. She heard a jangle of chains and looked up to see that Alend was still chained naked to the wall.

She went to get up but the pressure on her ankles reminded her that she was still chained to the bed. Until Astric woke up she would be where she was. She felt the desire to put her arms around Astric. Would that be allowed? At first she thought it better not to, but the urge to do so was strong. She decided to risk it. His back was facing her so she placed herself behind him and put her arm over him and rested her hand on his stomach. She was impressed at how firm the flesh was. He stirred a little and let out a murmur. Then his hand reached up, took her by the wrist and moved her hand down to his cock.

It was tiny and really soft but warm, a bit like holding a small baby rodent. It didn't remind her much of the big solid thing that had been inside her and filled her mouth the night before. But as she squeezed it gently, it began to swell.

It was amazing to feel it getting bigger and bigger. It was already bigger than her hand even so was still pretty soft. As it reached its full size it finally began to harden.

Astric spoke quietly. 'My first rule, is I want to be sucked first thing every morning.'

Elm wondered how many more rules there would be and whether they would all be so easy to comply with as she moved down the man's body and positioned her face next to his cock.

Domination - Naked, nothing else

I was told to take my clothes off and blindfold myself. When I had done that He led me to a room. Well it was his wet room. I knew that. I think I was supposed not to know. But as the first order he gave was to remain silent that didn't come up.

There he made me stand up straight for a while. Then he told me to assume some positions that he had got off a website called restrained elegance that he had had me practising all week. It was really enjoyable getting into place and then waiting for my next instruction, and carrying it out with as much precision as I could.

I thought I had done well and that would be it, but he spanked me as well. He told me to bend over and grasp my ankles. It is harder than you think to stay upright when you are blindfolded and bending over.

It hurt a lot more than I expected. Then I found out that he was naked too as he made love to me up against the wall.

Then the blindfold came off. Boy did he look hot!

Alend Punished

The tears ran from her eyes and allowed her to see clearly. She looked around now her eyes had become accustomed to the light and she was no longer concentrating on watching Astric and Alend. She had grown up among the Heruli so she was used to seeing instruments and correction and restraint. Most Heruli Masters normally carried a whip with them in their belts most of the time. Slaves always wore the wrist and ankle cuffs that she had started wearing that day. All Heruli homes had punishment areas equipped according to the taste of the Master. She remembered the low bench on which her father had from time to time administered punishments.

But looking around she could see that Astric was particularly enthusiastic. His collection of whips and canes was huge. Also there were hooks and attachments everywhere. He had contrived lots of ways his slaves could be tied up. She didn't dare look round completely, but she could hear that Astric was dealing with Alend. Soon she heard several slaps - she was being hit by his bare hand. A tingle sprung up between her legs as she resolved the sounds in her head. There was some more noise behind her and she heard the sound of clips being secured.

Astric returned to Elm and finally released her wrists. The burning feelings on her back and bottom had not died down but they had changed, they were warmer now and while still painful almost comforting. Astric led her to the bed. She glanced over and saw that Alend had been tied to the wall with her hands above her head. She was looking back at Elm.

Now Elm was secured again, this time to the bed. He back was burning as the chains to her legs and wrists pulled her back down against the bed. She felt the weight of Astric - and he was very heavy - pushing down on top of her. He had discarded his shorts and was now completely naked and looked even more muscular than usual. His chest pressed against her chest. His arms slipped under her back to let him squeeze against her. And his cock pushed into her. For the first time she felt him push insider her - painful but pleasing at the same time.

After he was finished with her, he released her wrists and one of her ankles. She fell asleep almost immediately. It had been quite a day.

Whipped

Astric's hand gripped her arm firmly as he lifted it up to secure it to the chain. Then the next, so she was now suspended from the ceiling. She didn't dare try to see how much she could move. It wasn't much. He secured her ankles as well.

The traditional saree that a Heruli woman wore the first time her Master took her was designed to be easy for him to remove. It was simply wrapped around. Astric whipped it off at speed. Mel felt her boobs flop downwards. It was too late to panic now - she was naked in front of him with her arms and legs held tightly in position.

Astric was pulling the whip through his hand as he looked her up and down. He seemed pleased with himself. He then walked behind her and dissappeared from view. She could still hear him though. So it was no surprise as the first stroke fell diagonally across her shoulders. It burnt and it stung at the same time. The pain made her gasp. Then the next stroke fell, then the next. Elm started to cry out - and soon was crying more or less continuously. As her cries increased she could hear Astric chuckling to himself - clearly enjoying himself. Elm was pleased to think that her pain was giving him pleasure. But she had little time to think about it. She was flexing her whole body involuntarily - pulling hopelessly against the tight leather cuffs securing her wrists and ankles.

She was hardly aware but Astric switched his attention to her bottom. This felt very different. It still stung, but it also had a warm almost pleasant feeling associated with it. She was now crying tears that were running down her face - she couldn't wipe them away. She was breathing deeply. But she felt relaxed. Painful as it was, it felt right. She was glad that Astric was proving a strong Master.

At last the whipping stopped. She expected to be released straight away like Alend had been. But behind her she heard Astric talking to Alend. He was talking strictly. Elm was still crying and unable to make out what was going on. But Astric sounded angry.

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Elm's Turn

It was the wisdom among the Heruli that a Master had to establish that he was in control on the first night. If he failed to make an impression he might never be able to gain the respect of his slave. Astric knew this very well and did not spare Alend at all. The flogging continued for half an hour.

Alend had been silent at first, but as Astric continued she started to whimper and then cry out. Growing up among the Heruli, Elm had heard the cries of slaves being whipped often enough. But she had never really thought about it before. Seeing Alend writhing in the chains made her realise that it was really going to hurt, and hurt a lot. She looked at Astric. It was clear from his face that he as enjoying himself - again she had never really thought what the Master would get out of it.

Would he be as hard with her? She hoped not. No. She hoped he would. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as Alend clearly was.

Astric had now finished. He undid the clasps holding the chains onto her cuffs. Elm expected her to collapse on the floor. He back bottom and legs were a riot of red lines. But she simply bowed and returned to the position she had been in, kneeling next to Elm with her head lowered. Astric pointed the whip at Elm, who got up and walked towards the punishment area. She was about to have her long awaited first whipping.