He awoke in a daze. Slowly the mists in his mind parted and he started feeling the pain. Oh, god, the pain! The wonderful pain! He was hanging from his hands from the ceiling of a very luxurious room. He was starting to remember now. He was in the home of his Domme. She was so rich she had more than one sub, but he was her favorite. So she told him, over and over, as she whipped his back with the leather straps she loved to use. Last night he had been so overcome with the pain that he had shot his cum and then fainted away. He was only now awakening.
As he hung with his arms outstretched and his shoulders almost dislocated, he thought back to the beginning of his relationship with Queen Wisteria. Her real name her never knew and was afraid to try to find out. She might dismiss him from his submission. He could not live with that. His name was Chuck but she called him Chuckles. One more little degradation. She often told him he made her chuckle whenever she thought of him throughout the day. He was happy to please his Domme in any way.
They had come together at the local club for their type of people. It was strictly anonymous. You could enter only after 9 in the evening and the place was open until dawn. Then you had to leave. No names were ever even given by the Doms, but all of the potential subs had to identify themselves. It was only fair. They were the submissives and subject to any order given by their Master or Mistress.
Some relationships were actually quite benign in nature. The one in charge would treat their sub with a certain amount of love and care. They would only ask for a modicum of submission. They liked to see their subs happy and often frolicking around them. They would pat them and treat them like little pets. To outsiders, it would seem as if it was actually a loving relationship between equals. But the truth was that there was always one in charge and one or more in submission. And, of course, there was complete agreement between them as to who was in charge and who was the sub. This was what they wanted and it was what they got, or they left the relationship.
This was how it worked. All of the potential subs milled about in the club area having drinks and eyeing the Masters and Mistresses who were often dressed in their dominance outfits. They were looking over the newbies. If the Doms already had a sub or subs they would not be there. Only those in search of a new sub would bother coming to the club. Thus, the fresh meat knew they were actually going to be selected or rejected this night. They could always come back later, and many did, over and over, until they finally gave up and searched elsewhere for the dominance they needed in their life.
Queen Wisteria approached Chuck and ordered him into one of the testing rooms. He did not even hesitate. This was what he had come for. She was the most imposing Mistress in the room. She was wearing only a leather bra with cutouts which exposed her puffy nipples, a pair of leather pants with the crotch missing exposing a hairless pussy, and high heel boots, also leather. All her outfit was black as sin. And she was carrying a steel rod in her hand.
"You may look at me, little man bitch, but you may never touch unless ordered to do so. Understood?"
He understood and nodded emphatically. He was smart. He had not been ordered to speak yet.
"I am a Domme. Do you understand this little bitch? I do not just order you around as a Mistress would, but I also make you suffer for your sexual pleasure and for mine. Is this what you want, little bitch man?"
Again he nodded as they passed into the chamber for testing his worthiness.
The room had everything one could think of in the ways of dominance. There were sexual toys on shelves, along with many types of whips and chains, and manacles to place on one's legs and arms attached to the walls or lying about on the chamber floor. From the ceiling, there hung hooks and chains and ropes. It was all quite exciting for Chuck. He was becoming hard just looking around the room. He was so horny and expectant of some masochistic pleasure.
"Strip little man. Take off everything and do it now! Throw them in any corner. I don't give a fuck where. Just strip as fast as you can."
Chuck rushed as fast as he could. Once his hard-on got caught in his briefs and she struck his back with the steel rod for procrastinating. He hastened to complete his orders, feeling the exhilaration the rod had given him and wanting more. Soon he was naked and his cock stood out. She struck it with the rod.
"You will learn not to get hard until ordered to do so. You will learn or you will be banished. Understood little bitch man?"
He did understand. He would learn control. He wanted this Domme. This was what he had wanted all of his life. Now he was so close to getting his wish.
She put down the rod and approached him. She asked his name, then she laughed and from then on he was Chuckles. She pushed him over to a table with manacles attached, placed his hands in them and he was now bound and awaiting her pleasure.
"Bend over the table. Do not look around. Just stare straight ahead and wait for my pleasure to begin."
He heard her moving about the room. He followed orders. He did not move a muscle but stayed bent over on the table with his wrists bound by the manacles. He was naked with his ass exposed to the open. He awaited her designs on him. He did not have long to wait. He heard her high heel boots clicking towards him and then he found out what she had in store for him this first time to test him.
He felt a slight nudging at his anus. Then, with one swift ram, she jammed a strap-on dildo up his ass. He screamed like a little girl. But his dick sprang up almost instantly. He was rock hard again. Queen Wisteria reached around with the steel rod and whacked his cock again.
"You are not to get hard. Do I have to strike it again, or are you going to obey?"
He whimpered and his cock started deflating. All this time she had been fucking his ass with the strap-on. She thrust it in with power and experience. She was giving him what he needed and what she wanted.
She was making herself cum as she fucked him. After five minutes of cumming and fucking, she told him to get hard again. His prick began rising and she reached around and jacked it. He shot his spunk onto the floor as soon as she had jerked him for a minute. He was so fucking horny! She continued screwing his ass because she wanted to, not because he liked it. But he did. It was the first time someone had violated his anus and he loved it.
When she tired of this she withdrew her strap on dildo. The she undid the manacles.
"You did adequately, Chuckles. You may do as a sub. We need to test you some more. I will sit in this easy chair and you will kneel down and make love to my cunt. But again, you will not get hard until I tell you to do so. Can you do this or do you want out for good, little bitch boy?"
He got on his knees and begged to be allowed to please his Domme.
"Please Queen Wisteria, I will do all I can to make you happy.