Heidi is a professional, her work load is not too stressful she works in a bank, deals with money, bank loans, most things financial, it's an average working week, fifty to fifty five hours. She has to dress in formal manner due to the dress code and the nature of banking, she is a friendly lady in her mid thirties, though Heidi, has a dark side, a side that drives her
personal needs, you could say that these needs are high. She is a masochist and needs to be stripped down, both verbally as well, as physically, there have been times this has been taken to the extreme, though Heidi, knows unless she has time due off from the bank, being physically marked cannot happen, as this could effect her career. Well, last night Heidi,
went on line and booked an awesome session. She is due a week off work and is timing it so she can be destroyed in her office attire, she has fantasy's of being utterly dismantled. Now this is where she differs slightly from most people, Heidi gets a sexual rush from receiving pain and being verbally degraded, we are not talking light humiliation here, her fantasy's are very strong and include whipping, cunt busting, ice torture, wet and messy, clothes ripping, suspension, the list is, well extremely long. If you met Heidi you will have no idea, she is a stunning looking lady, who is very helpful and kind, though this masks her personal needs to be annihilated.

Her career does allow her happiness, it pay's well, though that comes at a price, she has no family, as she has never settled and her relationship's seem to all end up as one night stands. You could say she is a driven person, so it's all or nothing. Well, as it's a Friday and Heidi is on leave for a week, and has masochistic plans, she has booked a full on session and
we do mean full on, with a master who owns a dungeon, about twenty minutes from the bank.


The Booking:

Heidi, has booked online, the list she has booked is, well, extreme! She has arranged that she will be in her uniform attire from work, she will not be changing as she plans for the outfit to be annihilated, including her lingerie. Heidi has opted for wet and messy to be the main form of pain and pleasure, she has a thing for it and is quite open about it, though when its
added to the combination of the dungeon, things get a lot more outrageous. As she has a week off, she is going to be marked, on her breasts, vagina and arse. Caning and whipping have been booked as part of the session, paddling, spanking, toys, insertions, orgasm denial, and much, much more. The session is considered to be heavy, so a safe word has been issued from the master to Heidi, this of course may be used by her, at any time to halt the proceeding's. What is the safe word? Well, it's actually two words, alarm clock. A rather mundane pairing of words, though they would never be used in a dungeon play situation, so they are ideal. Heidi, has paid by credit card over the net, she's used it before to make previous bookings, she's also booked in extra's, this means she will receive text messages, verbally taunting her one hour prior to her arrival.


The that magic hour:

Heidi, is looking stunning in her pristine attire, she is wearing her old uniform, white blouse full sleeves, blue skirt, black bra and she has been cheeky and added stockings and suspenders high heels are the order of the day, though she has knee high boots in her bag. The great thing is the dungeon, offers a service where you can drop off your post session outfit in advance. So no lugging heavy bags about with you, the maid stores it for you, and arranges it to be ready post session. Heidi is working in a side office, sorting out applications when the first message arrives, her phoned beeps, the masters message abuses her accordingly. 'You fucking slut Heidi, you are nothing but an office whore!' Heidi, blushes as she read it, she knows she wants more, and she knows as the hour progresses, she will get it, Heidi pops into an adjoining room, again another message comes through. 'I own you, you are mine, you will be degraded and destroyed, prepare yourself!' Heidi drops her phone! A bank worker picks it up, it is upside down, Christ don't turn it over Heidi prays, the guy passes it to her, as he passes it, he turns it over, by sheer chance it just passes out of his line of sight, he is unable to read her message. Heidi, hurries out of the office that was a near miss! Another message comes through, "On your knees before me bitch, know your place Heidi!" It is getting exciting now, the endorphin release comes and she now craves the session, she can feel the wanting coursing through her veins. Heidi passes a mirror and checks herself over, ready to rock. Though now to do something odd, not to freshen up, she wants to be slightly dishevelled on arrival. It is time to go, her shift is over, Heidi gets her bag, with the boots in and says
her goodbye's and starts the short walk to the dungeon, she always strays a little way off course instead of going direct, Heidi always wonders if the bank are watching her playtime antics.


The arrival:

The dungeon is down a side street, in what Heidi always assumes is a converted flat, as you have to go up some stairs to enter, she takes one last look round the street, it is a nice day though to be honest, that's not what she craves, she wants destruction on a giant scale and it is at the top of these stairs. As Heidi enters there is a maid, surprisingly it is a woman in her mid fifties, Heidi has seen her on her other visits and always wondered if she is another Dom in guise! Or if she is genuinely a maid/sub. The maid looks at her register and points to Heidi to sit, she marks Heidi's booking as arrived. Heidi can feel her heart racing as she waits, she grabs the moment and swaps her high heels for the knee boots, that she wants to receive in. She sits down nervously waiting to be told to enter one of the dungeon's, Heidi always gets the
same sensation when waiting in the dentist reception, the odd sensation of mild fear, with that knowing you have to go through it for your own self perseveration. The minutes tick by, another text message comes 'Sick of waiting yet?' Heidi looks up, nothing happens.

"Yes I am!" Heidi mutters under her voice,

"Then you had better go into dungeon two, hadn't you" The maid looks stern as she replies.

The penny drops with Heidi, the session has started the moment she stepped foot on the first stair.


Sometimes you get what you want:

Heidi walks down a small corridor, it always has a dim red light on, there was only one door, it is on the right, further up is a left turn, then a dead end where they keep spare props and play items. Heidi knocks on the door as a mark of respect, nothing happens, Heidi looks round, then starts walking back up the corridor back the way she has come. That's when it happens, he has been hidden in the space she has assumed was full of props, he pulls her back by the back by her collar of her blouse, Heidi's goes all tight round her bra, he opens the door and pushes her into the dungeon. It is well lit, no dim lighting in here, this is so the play can be seen, or at least that's what Heidi assumes.

"Stand still!," he shouts, her master speaks.

Now you have to understand how Heidi reacts, when this happens to her in this location, it's a bit like being strapped in a rocket launching to the moon, all the endorphin release comes in a huge submissive, yet masochistic rush. This has also lead to Heidi being very bratish in order to get in trouble, so she can receive, she loves the game and knows how to play like a true veteran. Heidi stands in the middle of the room, he walks behind her, he pulls at her arms, Heidi resists, he pulls a finger and bends it slightly, pain, rush! We've go up a gear, Heidi submits and give's her arms to him, he places them behind her back and cuffs her. Before Heidi can respond, she's gets attached to a chain from the ceiling. He steps away.

"I'll just wait here" Heidi quips,

She nearly said hang around! Then knew what would happen, and thought better of it. Her master laughs, sometimes he does this, not every reply or reaction is nasty, this is one of the reason's Heidi craves visiting, again he too is a veteran and knows also how to play the game well.

"I have an itchy right foot, can you scratch it please!" Heidi, tries some cheeky play with her master.

"Quiet slut!" is his reply.

Heidi goes silent, she watches him, as he moves a lot of containers round, they are dark, she can not see in them, they all have lids on, as he lifts them in front of her they seem heavy, something is swishing, liquid of some form maybe? They are large, onto the top of one of
the large and somewhat worrying dark containers, he places paddles, pegs, clamps, and half a cucumber!

Heidi rocks round, her arms being cuffed behind her and then connected to the chain do not help, she watches as her master opens the tubs, she can see treacle, mud, watery compost, ice water, and a container that looks like it is full of pink paint!

"My foot is still itching" Heidi enquires.

Rather silly to inquire after one's own itchy foot, yet she still does it.

"You need to learn to behave, I will teach you humility Heidi" her master spoke.

Heidi lowers her head slightly, "We will have cause and effect, you must take what I issue, the cause. If you fail, I will punish you with something disgusting from these containers, the effect!" he issues his order, Heidi, says nothing she just nods her head. She watches as he walks round, picks up some jugs and fills them with pink paint, another with ice water, and finally a mixture or treacle and compost! A rather disgusting mix! Then he picks up a paddle, things are about to get a lot more serious.


Sometimes, you have to put up and shut up, to get what you want:

CRACK! A stinging pain, on Heidi's left butt cheek, CRACK again in the same place, Heidi winces and steps forward slightly,

"No moving," he shouts.

Heidi knows she can only get away with it once and just has done, the next time she flinches, the cause and effect will come into play. He moves round her, in front of her paddle in hand, Christ not on the breasts or vagina this early! Heidi was in luck, he places the paddle
flat on her stomach, as she watches, her rocket ship motor increases, then CRACK! On her stomach. Heidi flinches. He follows up, ice water in her face and down the center of her blouse.

"Bastard!" Heidi replies,

CRACK! Another one from the paddle flat on her stomach just below her bra! Heidi lowers her head, pink paint follows, tipped over her adorable hair, it cascades down the left hand side of her hair and face, just missing her ear, the paint clogs up the strands of hair and starts a binding process. He moves the paddle down to her left leg, mid between her thigh and knee, CRACK!

"Oooh," Heidi cries out as she moves round.

He says nothing, he stands behind her, she feels something being connected to her cuffs, it weighs heavy, he laughs, it's an iron! She now has an iron attached to the cuffs and is now being forced to hold the iron's weight as well. He gets a jug of watery compost and pulls on the back of Heidi's blouse and tips the full jug in, its rank, smelly and cold. Once again Heidi, moves round failing her task, already she's feeling the weight of the iron. CRACK! On the back of her knee no less.

"OOOWW" Heidi yelps out.

He goes after her left boot, she watches as the pink paint gets poured in, until it's half full. Heidi lifts the iron slightly, no, that feels worse.

"One more, " he commands,

Heidi ready's herself, he stands behind her, turns the paddle length ways, then taps her lightly on her spine, this actually causes Heidi to move forward more than when she got the stinging cracks on other parts of her body.

"Not fair!" Heidi complains.

He's not listening, the back of her skirt gets pulled open, treacle gets tipped in, it feels heavy and cold as it rolls down her butt cheeks on her panties, and slowly sticks to the underskirt of her office uniform.

"Arms up, " he scowls at Heidi,

Heidi responds, though its not easy lifting the weight of the iron with your arms cuffed up at the rear, she completes the task.

"Hold it there for five seconds, " he commands,

Heidi obeys, as the paint now drips onto the front of her blouse, as she moves round attempting to do the task.

"Well done, " he quips,

Heidi sighs, no paint, treacle or compost this time. He also is kind for a moment and takes the iron off its connection, Heidi's arm feels lighter.

"Here, piggy, piggy, piggy!" He shouts.

Heidi tries to move around, the chain is not very long so she is restricted, mud is being smeared into the right side of her hair, it stinks, more into the same area, again Heidi moves round, her hair is heavy, thick and matted on the right side from the assault, he shows no mercy, Heidi gets a face full of the stuff.

"Come on piggy!" he snaps,

Another load in the face, it stinks, it drops onto the blouse, staining the front.

"Take it or you'll be suspended on the rig!" he orders

"Yes, sir, " Heidi blurts in between the face fulls mud she is enduring.

More piled onto her head, it is heavy from the ongoing attack, mud gets mixed in with the pink paint, what a mess!

"Take it or I'll whip you piggy!" he shouts.

Heidi, tries she is reeling all over the place from being cuffed and chained up. He moves round to the side of her, Heidi feels her arms relax she was being taken off the chains, she moves her arms while she gets the chance, he pushes her forward, towards, what looks like an industrial suspension rig that hangs from the ceiling.

"You had your chance bitch, " he quips,

"No, please!" Heidi cries out in a playful fashion.

He spins round and gives her the first slap, it's a slight one to the left cheek of her face, Heidi gets another rush inside her, playfully slapping is a must for her, it seems to just intensify everything in a session. Again Heidi play whimpers, lowers her head, her matted hair flops over her face. Her master realises the cuffs and quickly ties Heidi to the suspension rig by her arms, again Heidi playfully whimpers to add to the tension of the already intensifying feelings. Now she is going to be lifted, her arms outstretched, no where to go. Heidi, looks round as she hears the whir from the motor of the rig suddenly she is airborne, her legs freely dangle in the air. She can kick, but dare not, the penalty will be harsh.

"Stop dripping mess, all over dungeon floor piggy!" the instruction is given.

Heidi looks down, she is now about two feet in the air, dripping a mixture of paint, mud and cold ice water. Her shoulders ache slightly from the suspension. He is behind her, SNAP! The whip comes round from her right hand side, and makes impact with her on her right rib cage, and across her bra and breasts, the material of the blouse slightly snags, it almost rips, but does not. SNAP! This time slightly higher, right across her left breast, the bra helps her stave off some of the effect, as the whip comes away, her blouse tears upon the left shoulder
and across the front.

"AAAHH" Heidi cries out.

Again another comes SNAP! This time across her waist line, the skirt is saving the day, SNAP!

"AAAAHHH, CHRIST!" shouts Heidi, that one hit the spot, center of Heidi's back.

She feels her blouse tear in the middle from the impact, she knows that one has marked her. SNAP!

"AAAAHH, OH GOD!" this time round her knees, the stockings did nothing to soften the impact.

He also snaps the whip back, when pulling away, so she gets a double impact, Heidi looks down, she has a sharp, short, highly red mark on both legs across the front of her knees. He comes forward, gets a tub of treacle and pours into Heidi's right boot, its heavy and cold, Heidi tries not to wiggle, but cannot help it, her body aches slightly from the suspension and the whipping.

"Keep those boots on, otherwise you'll get more of the same, piggy" he commands.

Heidi, has a problem the right boot is so heavy it's slipping off slowly, Heidi tries to bring her knee up to keep the boot from falling.

"Knee down, piggy" he orders,

Heidi responds and lowers her knee, she is trying to stop the effect, he walks up, and softly shakes her, Heidi looks, she does not speak, as the task of keeping the boot on is hard enough. Now he pushes her and taps her right butt cheek with his hand, the boot slides slightly.

"No, " Heidi shouts.

Finally it's battle with gravity is lost, the right boot falls to the floor. Heidi looks she knows she's failed, more of the same to come. He picks up the boot, it's full of treacle and mud, with a splattering of pink paint, he stands in front of Heidi, unbuttons the top three buttons of her blouse, lifts the boot, pulls open her blouse and tips the contents of the boot inside, it runs like a disgusting river, down the left hand inside of her, Heidi watches as her blouse sticks to her skin. While he's there, he tugs at her collar.

"No, No" Heidi whimpers,

RRRIIPP!! The collar comes off in a good tug, he throws it on the floor, the muck from the boot is now making its way into Heidi skirt. Again he moves round the back of her, she knows more whipping is coming.

No, wait! He's moving round the front, he steps back so the whip end will reach Heidi, she turns away, to defend herself, the suspension rig stops her SNAP!

"AAAHH SHIT, " that one stung it met her over Heidi's left breast.

It also rips the material of her blouse, badly. Heidi can see a stinging red mark next to her bra strap, he steps forward and tears at her skirt, left hand seam running up the skirt to the waistline goes, RRIPP!, then he pulls at the underskirt, that puts up no defense at all! With several more tugs the front of her skirt is gone, it's on the floor in pieces, Heidi now only wears the sides and back, only the waistline is stopping the skirt from falling. RIIIPPP! The front of the blouse goes, all the buttons fly across the room, he pulls on the blouse, round the shoulders so all Heidi's cleavage is exposed, only her bra now protects her breasts. He steps back and lets go with the whip, SNAP!

"AAAHHH" screams Heidi.

This shot lands mid stomach and across the top of Heidi's thighs, she winces and lowers her head, but the rush that ensues, brings her back, she's like a freight train full bore coming down those tracks!

"Fuck you, if you're going to dismantle me, then fucking dismantle me!" Heidi shouts with some force.


Dungeon Warfare:

The bank worker is gone, masochistic Heidi is awake and wants more, she wants all of it, and then will come back and demand seconds! He knows he will have to push her, messy humiliation is the way to go, this has previously broken her. He moves up to her and put his foot in between her legs, is he about to bust her?

"Go on!" Heidi is still balling at her master.

He steps away being a veteran of the game, he knows how to make Heidi wait, and intensify the moment. The whip is lowered, the paddle comes out, Heidi's left butt cheek receives a good marking even through her skirt, it feels like a set of five in short succession, this
is most likely a reprisal for the outburst, though masochistic Heidi can live with this, she is now awake. She now craves the wam, humiliation and even the pain. Once again the motor from the suspension rig whizzes as Heidi is lowered to the floor, well the rig carries on forcing her into a prone position lying on the floor. He looks at her, then stands on her, quick trample over her, he walks over her bottom.

"God damn!" Heidi screams as she takes his body weight.

Now Heidi is forced to watch from the floor, as what appears to be cream coloured washing up bowls are placed in front of her, a bag of ice appears, the ice gets tipped in, several cartons of custard appear, these too go into the washing up bowls, then combination gets mixed together. The motor on the suspension rig sounds Heidi is lifted slightly from the floor. Scissors come out, he snaps at her shoulder bra straps, one, two they quickly go, then he cuts through the front of the bra, under wire the lot. Heidi's breasts are now released. It
starts to dawn on Heidi what is about to happen! The two bowls get moved into position below her breasts, just looking at the situation has made Heidi's nipples go hard, total give away to her master, that she's enjoying the situation, the motor from the rig fires, she is being lowered breasts first into a cold custard combination, very cold! Her nipples enter.

"OOOHH" Heidi cries out, he allows each breast to submerge into the cold liquid.

The rig stops, Heidi is suspended, breasts first in cold custard hell! He tears her left boot off, she hears it go clattering across the dungeon floor, what's left of the skirt goes as well. He mocks her by mopping the floor next to her with what's left of the rags. The back of the blouse hears a distinctive tear as well, as that goes in a giant rip up the middle.

"Do we have cold breasts yet?" he enquires.

"Yes, sir!" Heidi, replies.

She's still in a defiant fashion, she wants more, though the cold custard breasts are now doing their job, Heidi shivers. Once again the motor on the rig goes and Heidi is lifted, this time, until she is standing up, and can take her own weight.

Heidi breaths heavily, her breasts are very pert for obvious reason's. He moves away and comes back with clothes pegs.

"Christ no!" Heidi screams.

He shows no mercy, gives no quarter, her left breast is the first, five pegs go on, to form a circle, Heidi winces from the stinging effect on her custard breasts, next the right breast gets the same treatment.

"OOOOHHHH" Heidi cries out.

He goes for a pearler of a moment, he picks up an ice cube from the bowl, and rubs it round Heidi's left nipple. Heidi loses control for a moment, the sensation of pleasure and pain, drives her wild. She watches as her nipple grows even larger from the effect. Then the bastard does it! He pegs her aroused nipple!

"CHRIST, THAT STINGS!" yells Heidi, followed by "AAAHH, YES, NO, YES" bizarre answer, but there we are.

He pegs her right nipple without arosuing it.

"Be a shame to waste the custard!" he quips.

First bowl goes over Heidi's head, poured slowly it engulfs her, Heidi closes her eyes as the freezing river cascades down her, several pegs snap off her left breast, as the torrent passes on the way down to her stomach.

He laughs at her, "You fucking piggy slut, " he mocks, Heidi goes up several notches from the verbal taunts.

He picks up the second bowl, Heidi assumes, her right breast is going to get bombarded, how wrong she is. He pulls open her panties and tips the lot in, a mixture of freezing cold custard, and melting ice cube, impact her vagina. Heidi reels all over the place, her stocking feet slip slightly on the dungeon floor, and she has to rely momentarily on the rig taking her weight. Heidi's head snaps back from the cold shock on her vagina, causing her to gasp out loud.

Heidi shakes away the excess custard and mess that is in her hair, he is round the back of her panties what's he doing? One quick tug releases a flood of crushed melting ice and cold custard, he tugs again and they are round her ankles. He makes no attempt to take them off. Now he goes for the half a cucumber from earlier,

"Time to take it, piggy," he laughs.

Heidi knows, as she'd asked for it! He is going to insert it in her vagina. Heidi plays, she closes her legs, more custard dribbles down her front from an earlier assault.

"Open!" he shouts.

Heidi resists and gets an almighty slap on the back of left knee for the trouble.

"OOWWHHH" comes Heidi's shouted reply.

Once again, the rush was stronger, she felt the endorphin release her needs went up another notch, harder, faster, stronger, her brain raced.

"I'll use spreader bars!" he sounds stern.

Heidi not only submits, she openly spreads for him. In it goes, god is it wide, he has no problems lodging her new guest into its residence. Heidi looks down and gasps, he signals for her to close her legs, in order keep the half a cucumber protruding slightly. Heidi's heart race was increasing. She dare not move for several reasons!


Dunking without doughnuts!

As Heidi stands there in her rather ruined state, making sure her guest does not slip out, she watches as he prepares two large buckets, one with custard in, another with what looks like mud and compost, once three quarters full the buckets are put in front of Heidi, who can do nothing but watch at this point.

"Well piggy, we are in a fucking state, are we not!" her master laughs as he speaks.

"Yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir!" comes the reply from Heidi.

She is still is not in the mood for breaking, the endorphin release is coming on strong, the cucumber experience has only heightened it. Once again the whir of the motor kicks in as Heidi is forced onto her knees by her master. The rig stops, Heidi is once again all most on
the floor, she is pushed into position over the first bucket of custard, she can feel his foot on her bottom, also very close to the cucumber, suddenly the euphoric wave, is replaced by a wave of slight fear, talk about a rush! From one extreme straight to the other. His hand wraps round the back of her hair. Heidi takes a deep breath of air, in she goes totally head dunked in a vat of custard. Heidi's world goes dark and quiet, deafeningly quiet, she has been enveloped
in a world of thick liquid, she feels his hand, push her deeper into this world, his foot moves round the cucumber and presses slightly on her vagina. Suddenly a yank and Heidi rushes up like a surfacing submarine, the momentum as he pulles her up by her hair, hurting slightly. A huge gasp of air being in hailed from Heidi follows, again she attempts to shake her head
to release the gallons of custard matted into her hair. His foot still massages round her cucumber filled vagina, what a bizarre mixture of emotions all flowing at once. He pushes the other vat in front of her.

"God, no, have mercy!" Heidi cries.

No joy, she just gets time to inhale, as she dives into the second vat, what a sight compost and mud. This time is worse, total immersion into a dark, thick world of liquid of lumps and disgusting muck, Heidi feels him pushing down on her totally immersing her in the muck. She feels a stinging sensation on her left butt cheek as he spanks her submerged. Again, as he pulls her up the sensation comes back of euphoria, as she surfaces from her vat of muck. Heidi breaths heavily, again her vagina is massaged by his foot on the cucumber, she feels a wave pass through her for the first time, she is getting aroused, is this even right?

Getting aroused by having all these degrading things done to her, her mind races and shows her for some reason, a picture of her standing waiting for a train, the train passes it does not stop, so Heidi jumps on and rides it from the outside! Let's go full bore!


Heidi snaps back "Do your worst, use toys, and bust me!" she screams.

He pulls her head back up, so he can see her.

"What Piggy!" he asks.

Heidi just looks at him, covered in all sort's, she is a disgusting blob. He removes the cucumber, Heidi sighs, though she knows what she had just said, busting, this can be done in two forms, either with a paddle, or with feet, she wasn't a fan of feet, but would take it, the paddle on the other hand, she quite enjoyes that.

"Paddle?" he enquires.

Heidi is surprised, she got given the option, but gladly takes it.

"Paddle please sir", this was the first time, she had used sir.

He notices and knows she is starting to break down. Finally he releases her from the rig, her shoulders ache, Heidi holds herself for a moment, she looks down at her vagina, it is swollen slightly, and soon would be even worse! She looks round the room, there was more mess, spreader bars. He comes across, and slaps her on the face, hard, but not too hard.

"Oh!" Heidi yelps.

Heidi is caught off guard, he follows up by tit slapping her right breast, pegs and all, the pegs go flying, this really stings, Heidi, goes down, and pays, by receiving a litre of custard poured all over her face, hair, breasts and stomach, Heidi tries to push it away, the torrent is too much, he follows it immediately with another carton, Heidi is being swamped with yellow liquid, he again shows no quarter and glugs her in her face.

"Aaaggh, splutter" is all Heidi manages.

He lifts Heidi by the back of her hair, and pushes her over to the butcher block, Heidi finds herself being tied to it face up, her legs are put into a spreader bar. In theory she is spread eagled, but can move her legs about. She notices a lot of pies, custard and cream, he now also holds the paddle. Another rush of dread and excitement all in one package. Then Heidi hear's the whir of the motor from the rig again, he attaches the spreader bar to it with a chain, so Heidi has no way of lowering her legs. The next surprise for Heidi was more ripping sounds
as her stockings and suspenders also join the rest of her outfit on the floor, now she really is naked!

Heidi lies back on the butchers block, more custard bombards her naked body, she is sexually defenseless, powerless to resist, she is starting to get on fire, she can feel the sensation, changing to a more sexual tone, she wants/needs to orgasm. Again her face is engulfed in custard, up her nose, in her mouth, Heidi once again shakes her head so she can see. CRACK! The paddle lands on her stomach, it stings, he applies more pressure this time.

"Oooh" Heidi cries somewhat softly.

Heidi lies back on the block, she can hear a vibrator, she feels it on her left thigh it travels round towards her swollen vagina from the cucumber play, Heidi arches her back as the vibrator touches, he leaves it there. The pegs that were still on Heidi's breasts are now
removed.

"On you pussy?" her master quips about the pegs.

"No sir," Heidi replies.

Heidi is close to her first orgasm, sharply it all stops, he takes the vibrator away, her pending orgasm is denied. More custard rubbed into her breasts by him, Heidi's nipples shoot to attention, he tit slaps her several times, Heidi winces in pleasure and pain mixed in one euphoric mass. He pinches her nipples and twists them slightly, once again Heidi reels from side to side, with the mix of emotions, going over her in wave, after wave. He picks up the paddle, and goes to work on her thighs CRACK!, followed by another, Heidi, can see
herself marking up, her pussy is swollen and open, he gives her a little tap on it with the paddle, it drives Heidi wild, her breathing goes extremely heavy, he knows he can finish if it pleased him. Now he pours custard onto her swollen vagina slowly, this is truly intense, Heidi pulls on her chains connecting to the block, again, he now slowly vibes her.

"God, God, GOD!" is all Heidi can mutter.

Again he comes in with the paddle round her thighs CRACK! Every time one lands it sends shock waves into her vagina buckling Heidi with intense sexual pleasure.

"Hard on my stomach!" she calls out.

More custard is thrown over her followed by a heavy CRACK! As the paddle lands hard, Heidi reels about on the block, she is all over the place, custard flies all over the dungeon and the toys. He inserts a large vibrator around her destroyed vagina, Heidi just reels everywhere that her shackles will allow her, the moaning is loud and truly intense, coupled with a lot groaning and pulling on restraints, the master gets one last carton of custard and pours it on her thighs, Heidi looks down, he does it, he paddles her thighs again, while vibing her, CRACK! CRACK! Heidi's world explodes literally, her rocket goes to the moon, she cums, utterly destroyed, marked up, masochistic Heidi. Her master works her quickly with the vibrator and the edge of the paddle on her vagina wall, Heidi pulls forward on her restraints again, as she cums in quick succession,the second is larger than the first, she collapses back onto the block.


It's over, isn't it:

Heidi needs to get off and get showered, she wants to see the marking from the session, it is like a badge of honour to her, though her master has gone, she looks round the room, there is no way to get off the block, custard is dripping everywhere from her and the toys, he comes back with two big buckets.

"GOD NO, I'VE BEEN GOOD!" Heidi screams.

He doesn't care he is in control not her, a bucket of ice water engulfs her, soaking her destroyed body in freezing cold water, the shock sends Heidi, mentally reeling round the room, the second bucket is as bad, this hits her on the breasts and in the face. Heidi's is gasping for air, and emotions. He comes back, this time with the larger vibrator, he places it back on her swollen, sexually bombarded vagina and vibes her again.

"Oh god, again!" Heidi mutters.

This time he works her hard, as before Heidi goes on a subspace trip, the third orgasm, is utter magic, Heidi has no idea where she is, and does not care, not only has he taken care of her masochistic streak, he has used wam, degraded her into being a messy pig, and finished
her three times. When he has finished all Heidi wants to do is lie there, moving at this point is not an option due to being totallyhypersensitive. As he undoes her shackles, Heidi looks at him to say thank you, he strokes her head, Heidi knows she will be back.