jbscaptivestories: Posture and Punishment at the Post, for a large bottomed slave girl named LoriLet
jbscaptivestories: Posture and Punishment at the Post, for a large bottomed slave girl named LoriLet us visit her cruel limited little world..He has given his plump assed slave, Lori, a few demanding tasks over the last week and now as she sees the morning light leak in under the heavy steel door to her dungeon home, she wonders what he will dream up next to torment her mind and body.It’s been a long night for Lori, locked to her training post, her nose ring pulling uncomfortably down on her weary face, by the cruel constant weight of the padlock and string of steel chain links. Her ability to lesson the pull on her nose severely limited by the posture spike he so deviously makes her constantly wear.Her world of movement shrunk down to this little space in her Owner and Master’s hidden away private dungeon. Her ability to move in this world, always limited by a short length of chain cruelly padlocked to some part of her body. At least her stern owner, for the first night in many, didn’t lock her thick rigid collar to the training post with its very short length of chain. A position that of course meant she spent the dark hours of those nights gurgling and drooling around the long fake rubber cock, morbidly impaling and filling up her slobbering mouth. His way of making sure she learned her role as a cock swallowing slave and she practiced the most important skill her pathetic life would be valued on now.…Last night though, he patted her on the head as she obediently finished performing her slave girl’s bedtime oral duties. Her puffy soft lips sealed around his swollen cock’s head, were allowing her to suck hard and milk the last of his semen out of his just finished exploding dick.Diligently she moaned and swallowed the last of the semen pumping out of his cock, her eyes looming up at his grinning and utterly pleased face. He stroked her hollowed in sucking cheeks and then he told her,“That was a fantastic bit of sucking and swallowing slave. I think you’ve earned a night off from oral training.”With still a third of his thick cock in her mouth, she tried to mumble out a thank you. “Aawwwck Eeww”Hope building in her chest, that for the night ahead he might not keep her so strictly bound in steel, leather, and rope. It was a proper compliant slave girl response that made him laugh, as he wrapped his hand around his cock and he stroked the last drops of his cum out of his still rigid cock and into her slurping warm wet mouth.Stepping back, his still hard dick glistening with her saliva and his cum, sprung out and up from her gasping and gulping mouth. The wet tip hitting her nose ring and its dangling links, before sliding up around her damp face.Lori’s nervous eyes watched his slick dick trace patterns on her damp cheeks, her chin still raised up, as it had too. “Your posture is really improving too sweetie” he added, tapping the underside of her chin with his now softening dick.Then his hands appeared in view of her face. She whimpered as he grabbed the short length of chain hanging permanently from her nose. He gave it a painful yank and she watched hopelessly as he added the heavy padlock.The click of the lock signalling that her little world was staying just as distressingly small as it had been, for ongoing weeks and weeks. Her nose, her face, obscenely locked to the wood post in the middle of this home built dungeon.She squirmed in her ropes and tried to flex her distressingly tight belt bound legs. Then she felt his hand run thru her hair, his shadow now looming over her.“See you in the morning my sweet slave. You can thank me again in the morning, with your pretty mouth, for the luxury night I am giving you.”He hung the keys to her locks on the post, tauntingly in full view of her distraught eyes. Then he disappeared behind that heavy steel door and her long night in inescapable restraints began. A night of unending cruel bondage, her thick thighs and ankles belted and locked, arms bound tight in rope. The knots behind her shivering back, extra tight, and distressingly out of reach of her clawing fingers. Her bolted on steel collar snug and holding the diabolical steel posture inspiring spike, painfully in place. Her nose aching as the lock and lengths of chain pull on it with never ending force for the duration of the long night.A night now ending as that morning glow seeped in under the door, and she waited for his return.A wait that goes on for more interminable hours, her nose locked to the post as she is forced to kneel in subservient captivity. Then there is series of clicks coming from the door. She begins to tremble, involuntary whimpers escaping her mouth as the door opens, and once again he purposefully strides in, utterly naked, his dick towering and erect, and his face smiling.….“Good morning my fat assed sweet slave, how did you enjoy your relaxing night, not choking on six inches of rubber for eight hours?” he asked as he entered the windowless room.She bit her bottom lip, cringing at his words. There had been no relaxing, not in this unrelenting punishing setup of nose chain and collared chin spike. Her tired face suddenly shot up and a squealing, “Oh Gawd!” escaped her lips.His hand was wrapped around the short hefty length of chain, trapping her nose to the training post, and he jerked up on the links, growling as he did,“Well, you gonna tell me how much you loved your night not stuck swallowing a dildo, or am I gonna have to cane your fat ass to get it out of you?”Her eyes glanced for a second at the teeth marked rubber protrusion bolted to the post. Was she thankful she hadn’t spent eight hours or more locked to the post and trying not to choke on the rubber penis? Yes, but it was still all a harrowing set of circumstances she had to endure and try and survive through.He pulled up harshly one more time on the chain, enjoying the look of distress in her wet eyes. His long stiff, bobbing cock, swiping the side of her face as he let go of the chain links and he reached for the cane hanging on its handy perch on the training post.Lori winced as the links dropped causing her head to bob. The posture spike of her bolted on collar, painfully driving up into the soft flesh under her chin and causing he to once again lift her head back up with a whimper.The swoosh of the cane beside her caused her entire body to jump. And the crack it made across her right plump rump, made her scream out loud.“I had a good night Master!” CRACK!!“Pleassse Sir!”CRACK!!“I had a relaxing night..Sir!I did…I did …I d..did.” she howled and sobbed as he caned her right ass cheek three more times.He stepped forward and pushed his hard dick into the back of her head. Its length pushing thru her hair and then rubbing over the top of her head. His large ugly balls mashing firm into the back of her skull. Below them the fingers of her rope bound hands and arms uselessly wriggled and then clenched. His strong hands came to grasp the side of her face and he bent over her, delightfully observing her distress from high above.“Look up at me slave.” He ordered.Lori raised her anxious face, titling her head so that the tip of his cock came into view. Her nose throbbing, almost as much as her freshly caned ass, as the chain holding her captive to the post went taut. Above her, the head of his cock was now in view over her worried forehead. She could see his sadistically grinning face looking down on her, his dick’s head beginning to move slightly back and forth.“One day I should cum over your face like this, don’t you agree? Wouldn’t it be fun to see how much cum you could lap up with your tongue as it rained down on your face?” he chuckled down at her.She nodded ever so timidly, agreeing only because she knew she had too. His muscular hands still were pushing in on either side of her face as he devilishly smirked,“Now then slave, I have a game for you today….A challenge to aid in your training. You are coming along well, learning proper posture, with the aid of some tools though. And your cock swallowing oral skills have improved in leaps and bounds from when I first put you chains and rope.”For a moment her Master and tormentor disappeared from her very limited view. She heard him taking something down from the wall behind her. A thought that made her cringe and involuntarily whimper out loud as she began to shake.For she knew that the only things that hung on the wall behind her, were torturous hand held things of the cruelest and sickest nature. Tools of utter deviance that made her howl in agony when he forced them into the much smaller holes of her captive body.She flinched as his hand clasped her bare shivering shoulder and his other hand, holding some sick tool, made the tip of the tool trace down the side of her rope bound right arm. The ribbed phallic tool appearing in her vision for a split second as he brought it around to her anxious face.“You remember me using this on your snug cunt the very first day I took control of you, slave?”She blinked back some tears and nodded, “Yes Sir, it hurt…It is so big Sir. D..D..Do you…Master…Do you have to use it again….Sir?”Her pleading stutter made his dick rock hard and his smile huge. “Oh sweetie, I don’t plan on putting it in your now sloppy cunt. Noooo…I plan on using it somewhere else, but only if you fail in your task.”To her surprise, she felt him place the handle of the phallic tool in her trembling hands. Her weak fingers clawing and grasping to hold the object.“But only if you drop it. Think of this of a test of your willingness to suffer thru every sort of degrading and humiliating pain I can throw at you, just so you can avoid the ass splitting pain of such a huge fucking perverted dildo, brutally penetrating your pretty little back entrance!”“I will penetrate and stretch your snug tight asshole, hiding away down in between those hefty grade A number One ass cheeks of yours. And I will do it with unbridled sadistic delight. But that’s only if you drop it, my lovely Lori.”Surprised that he had used her real name and not some derogatory term, like he always did, she felt her head shift forward as his balls and dick pushed hard again into the back of her head. She gripped the handle of the sick took with all her might as his crotch pressed firm into the back of her head.His hands gripped her face, the pressure from his rough palms increased. As her head rocked and her vision swayed, she realized he was now rubbing his totally stiff dick over the top of her head.There was a pleasured groan from above her as the speed of his balls hitting the top of the back of her forcibly rocking head, exponentially increased. Each pull back of his cock, causing her nose ring to painfully pull on the short length of chain stuck to the post. She fisted the terrifying tool in the grasp of her bound hands. Hands painfully out of sight and stuck beyond secure behind her quaking back. She hoped to hell she hung on to it.She heard another groan above her as she tried to shift her belt bound legs on the hard floor, closer to the training post. Her hope, to alleviate just a little, the deeply uncomfortable pull on her nose ring. “When your Master gives you a task to perform, you must see it through. No matter how humiliating, how degrading or how painful it may be. As an owned piece of ass and pathetic cunt, it is your function to do what your lord and master says.” He grunted out, his degrading words making her shudder.At this point his hips were hammering into the back of her head. His hands had moved up and bunched up her long brown hair at the top of her rocking head. His cock was threading thru it so fast, to the point she could feel her scalp warm up.And from the deep groans she was hearing above her head, she knew in moments his hot cum would be humiliatingly splattering down on her anguished face. Flexing her rope bound arms and spreading her bruised knees, she realized there was not a damn thing she could do about it, ever.Then the first white jets shot from the tip of his dick, missing her face entirely and landing down on her splayed apart thick thighs. For a moment she thought it all might miss her face, but then he slid his cock back across her head and the deluge of hot sticky cum began its abysmal rain down on her face.“Chin up sweetie, get the cock loving tongue of yours out to lap up and catch my tangy load!” he panted above her.She instinctively did as commanded, closing her eyes as his semen kept falling onto her eyelids, cheeks and nose. Large splotches landing on her tongue which protruded out as ordered under the chain links of her nose ring. The rain of warm semen finally ending as his cock left her hair. But not before he grabbed a handful of her locks and cleaned off the end of his spent dick with the brown strands.The semen on her face was now turning less opaque and liquid. Dribbles of it now running down her nose and into her mouth, some dripping off her cheeks. She tried to lick away what she could knowing he would demand such behaviour anyways.Swallowing and trembling in her tight movement limiting restraints, Lori shifted her still raw bottom on her heels. Her grasp on the phallic tool still firm as she wondered what perversions he had planned next.It was then she saw him pick up a pink rag from in the corner. Her mind taking a second to realize it was the last pair of pick cotton underwear she had ever worn. The rag like panties came at her face, and she readied for some sick and perverse action, her torso cringing in its snug ropes.“This won’t hurt slave, trust me!” He chuckled at her, as he rubbed the cotton underwear around her face and cleaned off the remnants of his sticky and slimy ejaculations. There were gobs of semen dampening the ripped and stained underwear now, as he held it in front of her face and said,“It may not hurt, but it sure may not taste good. Now open your dick swallowing hole up and suck these dirty panties clean.” He demanded with a smirk on his face.Lori opened her jaws and let the balled-up wad of soiled and cum dampened panties fill her mouth. He was laughing at her as he pushed them fully in between her struggling lips. A cruel glint in his eye as he stood back from her panty clogged face, twisted up with disgust as the panties soaked her taste buds.“There, that should keep your screams down to a less ear-splitting tone.” He said picking the cane off the post.Her eyes bulging and horrified as she now realized why he had stuffed her mouth with the putrid tasting underwear.He leaned over her and stated with a leering grin, ”Because now I plan to cane your fat ass….your thick thighs….and of course whip your lovely tits…And I bet very soon…I will be stretching your poor little asshole with that most painful of tools!”..And was it the 20th or 40th cane cracking line across her now bleeding ass that caused her fingers to release the perverse and painful tool?Or maybe it was the 10th crack of the harsh wooden cane across the ring pierced tip of poor Lori’s tortured right tit? Her now nipple now sordidly swollen and shredded, her screams unending as searing pain radiates across her rope bound heaving chest. I leave it to you dear reader, to imagine that moment. That moment her weakening fingers give out, the dildo drops from her shaking and clawing hands, to land at the base of her red lined and glowing ass…and she howls and sobs pleadingly for it not happen, though she knows it will, as the tip of the tool, now under his control, slides in between her heated abused buttocks and he begins to violate her, as promised. -- source link