Mike
03-01-2009, 01:09 AM
Found this on the net long time back , enjoy.
About once a month, I am honored to serve Mistress Veronica. I fetch
things for her while I pull a cinder block around a yard with my cock
and balls. About three days before each session, I get a phone call
from her giving me the time and the address. The session is always on
a Saturday, usually in the afternoon. The address changes from
session to session. I have been to about four different homes. The
session usually lasts about 90 to 120 minutes.
On this particular Saturday, I arrive at the address given me. I am a
few minutes early. I have been to this house before, and it has a one
acre backyard with a privacy fence. It is a warm May day, and I will
probably be sweating before the session is over. I walk around the
side of the house, and go though a gate into the back yard.
Mistress Veronica is waiting for me. She is sitting in a lounge chair
in the shade of a large oak tree. She looks beautiful. She is a
large woman but not fat. She is about 5'10" tall, and I guess she
weighs about 190 pounds. She has shoulder length straight fine dark
red hair, which she wears down for our sessions. She has green eyes.
She is wearing the same outfit that she usually wears for our
sessions. She has on a white blouse that buttons down the front. She
usually leaves the top two or three buttons undone. She does not wear
a bra, and when she is in the sunlight, I can easily see her nipples
poking through the fabric of the blouse. I do not know her bra size,
but I would guess that it is about a 42D. She is wearing a dark blue
skirt, about knee length. She usually doesn't wear any panties for
our sessions. She is wearing white socks and tennis shoes.
I walk over to where Mistress Veronica is sitting. I take off all of
my clothes, fold them, and put them in a neat pile next to her chair.
Next, I attach the cinder block to my cock. The cinder block is a 2'
x 1' x 1' concrete and ash construction block with three holes. It
weighs about 10 pounds. There is a 4' chain wrapped through one of
the holes. The chain is padlocked, forming a loop through the cinder
block. The other end of the chain is attached to a handcuff chain
with another padlock. I lock both of the cuffs to my cock behind my
balls. Then I get down on my hands and knees and wait for Mistress'
commands.
"Do you see that maple tree across the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My sunscreen is over there on the ground. Go get it and
bring it to me." "Yes, Mistress". The maple tree is about 150' away.
I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind me. I am not
allowed to touch the cinder block or the chain with my body. I must
also stay on my hands and knees unless Mistress orders me in a
different position. Then the cinder block catches on the first uneven
clump of grass. When the cinder block catches it yanks on my cock
with such force that I have to stop crawling and catch my breath. I
must pull the cinder block through the catch with my cock. The cinder
block catches many times on my way across the yard. It takes me about
five minutes to crawl across the yard. I pick up the sunscreen in my
mouth and crawl back across the yard. I struggle not to drop the
sunscreen each time the cinder block catches. My cock is starting to
get sore, and I have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the
cinder block catches. It takes me another eight minutes to crawl back
across the yard. When I reach Mistress she removes the sunscreen from
my mouth. I wait for her next command.
"Do you see that pine tree across the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My cigarettes and lighter are over there on the ground. Go
get them and bring them to me." "Yes, Mistress". The pine tree is
about 150' away. I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind
me. The cinder block catches many times on my way across the yard.
It takes me about eight minutes to crawl across the yard. My hands
and knees start to sting as I crawl through the pine needles. I pick
up the cigarettes and lighter in my mouth and crawl back across the
yard. I struggle not to drop the cigarettes each time the cinder
block catches. My cock is getting sorer, and I have to stop longer to
catch my breath each time the cinder block catches. It takes me
another ten minutes to crawl back across the yard. I start to sweat
in the warm afternoon sun. Mistress has moved the lounge chair to a
sunny part of the yard. She has put on sunglasses and has taken off
her blouse and skirt. She is lying on her back. As I crawl towards
her, I glance at her magnificent breasts. When I reach Mistress she
removes the cigarettes and lighter from my mouth. She sits up and
lights a cigarette. I wait for her next command.
"Do you see that shed in the middle of the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My drink is over there. Go get it and bring it to me."
"Yes, Mistress". The shed is about 100' away. I start crawling and
dragging the cinder block beind me. The cinder block catches many
times on my way across the yard. It takes me about eight minutes to
crawl across the yard. The drink is in the center of a bucket, filled
with ice. The bucket looks like a mop bucket, but is about half the
size. I pick up the bucket by the handle in my mouth and start to
crawl back across the yard. I struggle not to drop the bucket each
time the cinder block catches. My cock is getting very sore, and I
have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the cinder block
catches. It takes me another ten minutes to crawl back across the
yard. I am really sweating now and the bucket feels heavier and
heavier. Mistress is still sunning herself, lying on her stomach. As
I crawl towards her, I glance at her nicely shaped ass. When I reach
Mistress, she rolls over and sits up. "Up, slave", she commands. I
get up off of my hands, hold my arms behind my back, and kneel by her
side. The bucket is still in my mouth. She takes the drink from the
bucket, takes a couple of sips, and puts the drink back. I kneel by
Mistress' side for about 15 minutes. She takes sips from her drink as
she desires. I glance at her glorious breasts and marvel at them.
"Put the bucket down", Mistress commands. I bend over and put the
bucket on the ground. "Put the clothespins on." I pick up the
clothespins and put one on each of my nipples. The clothespins each
have a six ounce weight tied to them. I feel the pulling on my
nipples as I put my arms behind my back. "Get down". I get down on
my hands and knees and wait for her next command. The weights on the
clothespins swing and pull on my nipples.
"Do you see that flower bed by the fence?" "Yes, Mistress", I reply.
"The handcuff key is over there. Go get it and bring it to me. If
you return with the key before I come, I will allow you to lick and
suck me to orgasm." "Yes, Mistress". The flower bed is about 200'
away. I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind me. The
cinder block catches many times on my way across the yard. It takes
me about ten minutes to crawl across the yard. I get to the flower
bed, and it takes another couple of minutes of crawling around before
I find the key. A red satin ribbon is tied to the key to make it
easier for me to find and carry. I start to crawl back across the
yard. I struggle not to drop the key each time the cinder block
catches. My cock recovered some while I was holding the drink, but I
have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the cinder block
catches. My nipples ache as the weights on the clothespins swing from
side to side. It takes me another fifteen minutes to crawl back
across the yard. I start sweating again.
Mistress has moved the lounge chair back to the shade, and she is
sitting up and masturbating. As I crawl towards her, I glance at her
heaving breasts and I listen to her sighs and moans. When I reach
Mistress she moves her hands away. "Lick, slave", she commands. I
drop the handcuff key at the foot of her chair. I put my arms behind
my back, and slide on my chest up to Mistress' moist entrance to my
ectasy. The clothespins and weights catch in the lounge chair
webbing, and yank on my nipples, but I don't care. I clean up her
nectar before I start to lick and suck on her. I lick and suck for
about ten minutes before Mistress has an orgasm. I continue to lick
and clean up her nectar as Mistress calms down. "You may now release
yourself", Mistress commands. I stand up and take off the
clothespins. My nipples burn as the blood rushes to them. After I
recover from the pain, I bend over and pick up the handcuff key. I
unlock the handcuff from my cock. I pick up my clothes, get dressed,
and leave. I can't wait for my next session with Mistress Veronica.
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I asked my slave to write this session description. I usually ask my
slaves to write a description of their session after we have had
several sessions together. This session was our twelveth session.
Our first sessions were not as involved as this one.
The first time we met to talk about what he wanted, I told him to put
together and bring the cinder block to the session. I used a friend's
yard, which was about a quarter of an acre. I arrived about 15
minutes early to prepare. I only had him fetch my cigarettes and the
handcuff key. The rest of the elements of the session evolved as I
commanded him to do new things.
I taught him to strip the way I like during the second session. I had
him remove his shoes first, then his socks. The socks are put inside
the shoes. Then he removes his shirt, folds it, and puts it by the
chair. Then he removes his pants, folds them, and puts them on top of
the shirt. The underwear is removed last, and placed on top the
pants. It took a couple of sessions, but now he remembers when he
strips.
After the second session I realized that I could get some sun while he
was crawling around. So, I added the sunblock to the items he
fetches. I have him fetch the sunblock first, and I can sun myself
while he fetches the other items. I also found larger yards for him
to crawl in, so that I would have more time to sun. It wasn't until
after the sixth session that I removed my clothes to sun. I know he
enjoys looking at me, but I'd rather get an even tan.
I found the bucket at the mall one day while I was shopping. I
thought that a drink would be nice while I was sunning, and the bucket
with a drink and ice weighs about five pounds. I wanted him to carry
and hold something heavy in his mouth, although I don't usually make
him carry the bucket as far as the other items.
The handcuff key was nearly lost during the fourth session. I decided
to tie a ribbon to the key to make it easier to find and carry. I
decided he should wear clothespins on his nipples and told him to
bring them with him for the fifth session.
I started playing with myself during the second session. I was
getting bored just sitting watching him and waiting for him to crawl
back to me. The third session was the first time that I told him he
could lick my pussy if he got back in time. I would come once or
twice while he was crawling, but it wasn't until the seventh session
that I told him he got back in time, and I allowed him to lick me.
Watching him crawl around dragging a cinder block does not arouse me,
but just thinking of having him slide on his chest with the
clothespins attached to his nipples on the lounge chair to get to my
pussy does. He is adequate at licking and sucking me, and I usually
have an orgasm.
About once a month, I am honored to serve Mistress Veronica. I fetch
things for her while I pull a cinder block around a yard with my cock
and balls. About three days before each session, I get a phone call
from her giving me the time and the address. The session is always on
a Saturday, usually in the afternoon. The address changes from
session to session. I have been to about four different homes. The
session usually lasts about 90 to 120 minutes.
On this particular Saturday, I arrive at the address given me. I am a
few minutes early. I have been to this house before, and it has a one
acre backyard with a privacy fence. It is a warm May day, and I will
probably be sweating before the session is over. I walk around the
side of the house, and go though a gate into the back yard.
Mistress Veronica is waiting for me. She is sitting in a lounge chair
in the shade of a large oak tree. She looks beautiful. She is a
large woman but not fat. She is about 5'10" tall, and I guess she
weighs about 190 pounds. She has shoulder length straight fine dark
red hair, which she wears down for our sessions. She has green eyes.
She is wearing the same outfit that she usually wears for our
sessions. She has on a white blouse that buttons down the front. She
usually leaves the top two or three buttons undone. She does not wear
a bra, and when she is in the sunlight, I can easily see her nipples
poking through the fabric of the blouse. I do not know her bra size,
but I would guess that it is about a 42D. She is wearing a dark blue
skirt, about knee length. She usually doesn't wear any panties for
our sessions. She is wearing white socks and tennis shoes.
I walk over to where Mistress Veronica is sitting. I take off all of
my clothes, fold them, and put them in a neat pile next to her chair.
Next, I attach the cinder block to my cock. The cinder block is a 2'
x 1' x 1' concrete and ash construction block with three holes. It
weighs about 10 pounds. There is a 4' chain wrapped through one of
the holes. The chain is padlocked, forming a loop through the cinder
block. The other end of the chain is attached to a handcuff chain
with another padlock. I lock both of the cuffs to my cock behind my
balls. Then I get down on my hands and knees and wait for Mistress'
commands.
"Do you see that maple tree across the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My sunscreen is over there on the ground. Go get it and
bring it to me." "Yes, Mistress". The maple tree is about 150' away.
I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind me. I am not
allowed to touch the cinder block or the chain with my body. I must
also stay on my hands and knees unless Mistress orders me in a
different position. Then the cinder block catches on the first uneven
clump of grass. When the cinder block catches it yanks on my cock
with such force that I have to stop crawling and catch my breath. I
must pull the cinder block through the catch with my cock. The cinder
block catches many times on my way across the yard. It takes me about
five minutes to crawl across the yard. I pick up the sunscreen in my
mouth and crawl back across the yard. I struggle not to drop the
sunscreen each time the cinder block catches. My cock is starting to
get sore, and I have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the
cinder block catches. It takes me another eight minutes to crawl back
across the yard. When I reach Mistress she removes the sunscreen from
my mouth. I wait for her next command.
"Do you see that pine tree across the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My cigarettes and lighter are over there on the ground. Go
get them and bring them to me." "Yes, Mistress". The pine tree is
about 150' away. I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind
me. The cinder block catches many times on my way across the yard.
It takes me about eight minutes to crawl across the yard. My hands
and knees start to sting as I crawl through the pine needles. I pick
up the cigarettes and lighter in my mouth and crawl back across the
yard. I struggle not to drop the cigarettes each time the cinder
block catches. My cock is getting sorer, and I have to stop longer to
catch my breath each time the cinder block catches. It takes me
another ten minutes to crawl back across the yard. I start to sweat
in the warm afternoon sun. Mistress has moved the lounge chair to a
sunny part of the yard. She has put on sunglasses and has taken off
her blouse and skirt. She is lying on her back. As I crawl towards
her, I glance at her magnificent breasts. When I reach Mistress she
removes the cigarettes and lighter from my mouth. She sits up and
lights a cigarette. I wait for her next command.
"Do you see that shed in the middle of the yard?" "Yes, Mistress", I
reply. "My drink is over there. Go get it and bring it to me."
"Yes, Mistress". The shed is about 100' away. I start crawling and
dragging the cinder block beind me. The cinder block catches many
times on my way across the yard. It takes me about eight minutes to
crawl across the yard. The drink is in the center of a bucket, filled
with ice. The bucket looks like a mop bucket, but is about half the
size. I pick up the bucket by the handle in my mouth and start to
crawl back across the yard. I struggle not to drop the bucket each
time the cinder block catches. My cock is getting very sore, and I
have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the cinder block
catches. It takes me another ten minutes to crawl back across the
yard. I am really sweating now and the bucket feels heavier and
heavier. Mistress is still sunning herself, lying on her stomach. As
I crawl towards her, I glance at her nicely shaped ass. When I reach
Mistress, she rolls over and sits up. "Up, slave", she commands. I
get up off of my hands, hold my arms behind my back, and kneel by her
side. The bucket is still in my mouth. She takes the drink from the
bucket, takes a couple of sips, and puts the drink back. I kneel by
Mistress' side for about 15 minutes. She takes sips from her drink as
she desires. I glance at her glorious breasts and marvel at them.
"Put the bucket down", Mistress commands. I bend over and put the
bucket on the ground. "Put the clothespins on." I pick up the
clothespins and put one on each of my nipples. The clothespins each
have a six ounce weight tied to them. I feel the pulling on my
nipples as I put my arms behind my back. "Get down". I get down on
my hands and knees and wait for her next command. The weights on the
clothespins swing and pull on my nipples.
"Do you see that flower bed by the fence?" "Yes, Mistress", I reply.
"The handcuff key is over there. Go get it and bring it to me. If
you return with the key before I come, I will allow you to lick and
suck me to orgasm." "Yes, Mistress". The flower bed is about 200'
away. I start crawling and dragging the cinder block beind me. The
cinder block catches many times on my way across the yard. It takes
me about ten minutes to crawl across the yard. I get to the flower
bed, and it takes another couple of minutes of crawling around before
I find the key. A red satin ribbon is tied to the key to make it
easier for me to find and carry. I start to crawl back across the
yard. I struggle not to drop the key each time the cinder block
catches. My cock recovered some while I was holding the drink, but I
have to stop longer to catch my breath each time the cinder block
catches. My nipples ache as the weights on the clothespins swing from
side to side. It takes me another fifteen minutes to crawl back
across the yard. I start sweating again.
Mistress has moved the lounge chair back to the shade, and she is
sitting up and masturbating. As I crawl towards her, I glance at her
heaving breasts and I listen to her sighs and moans. When I reach
Mistress she moves her hands away. "Lick, slave", she commands. I
drop the handcuff key at the foot of her chair. I put my arms behind
my back, and slide on my chest up to Mistress' moist entrance to my
ectasy. The clothespins and weights catch in the lounge chair
webbing, and yank on my nipples, but I don't care. I clean up her
nectar before I start to lick and suck on her. I lick and suck for
about ten minutes before Mistress has an orgasm. I continue to lick
and clean up her nectar as Mistress calms down. "You may now release
yourself", Mistress commands. I stand up and take off the
clothespins. My nipples burn as the blood rushes to them. After I
recover from the pain, I bend over and pick up the handcuff key. I
unlock the handcuff from my cock. I pick up my clothes, get dressed,
and leave. I can't wait for my next session with Mistress Veronica.
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I asked my slave to write this session description. I usually ask my
slaves to write a description of their session after we have had
several sessions together. This session was our twelveth session.
Our first sessions were not as involved as this one.
The first time we met to talk about what he wanted, I told him to put
together and bring the cinder block to the session. I used a friend's
yard, which was about a quarter of an acre. I arrived about 15
minutes early to prepare. I only had him fetch my cigarettes and the
handcuff key. The rest of the elements of the session evolved as I
commanded him to do new things.
I taught him to strip the way I like during the second session. I had
him remove his shoes first, then his socks. The socks are put inside
the shoes. Then he removes his shirt, folds it, and puts it by the
chair. Then he removes his pants, folds them, and puts them on top of
the shirt. The underwear is removed last, and placed on top the
pants. It took a couple of sessions, but now he remembers when he
strips.
After the second session I realized that I could get some sun while he
was crawling around. So, I added the sunblock to the items he
fetches. I have him fetch the sunblock first, and I can sun myself
while he fetches the other items. I also found larger yards for him
to crawl in, so that I would have more time to sun. It wasn't until
after the sixth session that I removed my clothes to sun. I know he
enjoys looking at me, but I'd rather get an even tan.
I found the bucket at the mall one day while I was shopping. I
thought that a drink would be nice while I was sunning, and the bucket
with a drink and ice weighs about five pounds. I wanted him to carry
and hold something heavy in his mouth, although I don't usually make
him carry the bucket as far as the other items.
The handcuff key was nearly lost during the fourth session. I decided
to tie a ribbon to the key to make it easier to find and carry. I
decided he should wear clothespins on his nipples and told him to
bring them with him for the fifth session.
I started playing with myself during the second session. I was
getting bored just sitting watching him and waiting for him to crawl
back to me. The third session was the first time that I told him he
could lick my pussy if he got back in time. I would come once or
twice while he was crawling, but it wasn't until the seventh session
that I told him he got back in time, and I allowed him to lick me.
Watching him crawl around dragging a cinder block does not arouse me,
but just thinking of having him slide on his chest with the
clothespins attached to his nipples on the lounge chair to get to my
pussy does. He is adequate at licking and sucking me, and I usually
have an orgasm.