Safeword: Rainbow (17 page)

Master James walked over to the wall with all of the implements on it, and Master Tyler stood up and pulled the horse away and attached the spreader bar to her ankles. He removed the nipple clamps and watched her gasp in pain and then said, "Remember Precious, tonight is about me watching your pain. Master James will not harm you, but he is very good at inflicting pain. I want to watch you cry as he hurts you tonight. Some nights being my property means you get pleasure beyond your wildest imagination. Tonight it means pain."

Viv was scared. Turned on and horny, but really, really, scared. And suddenly she knew why Master James looked familiar. This was James Arrington, he was a legend. She'd even read some of his books. But his legend had to do with the things he did, the pain he inflicted. She thought he'd retired from the lifestyle, and she guessed he'd probably retired from writing books and teaching workshops, but he obviously still enjoyed being in the lifestyle.

As Master James came back Viv saw that he was holding a tawse and a cane. Neither looked familiar so they must have belonged to Master James. She was terrified of both. Especially the tawse.

Viv felt the winch above her head letting her hands down. Once they were down to just above her head Master James released her cuffs from the ring but left them connected together. "On all fours, make your way over to the spanking bench."

Viv hated this, hated trying to crawl across the carpet with the spreader bar on and her hands bound together in front of her. There was no way to do it gracefully. But she made it over there and then Master James gently helped her get her knees on the padded surface and then leaned her over the top part, which angled down slightly so her head was lower than her ass. He strapped her feet down, her knees down, and her back down. Then moved to the front and restrained her wrists to the front.

"Your Master tells me that during the summer he avoids marking your thighs so you can wear shorts and bathing suits. However, it is late enough in the year that he tells me I am free to mark your ass and thighs."

And then the first strike came to the back of her right thigh and was immediately followed by a strike to her left ass cheek. The tawse. Viv screamed and her eyes filled with tears. Master Tyler was sitting so he could see her face; he really did want to see her cry tonight.

And then the blows starting coming again. They weren't in any kind of rhythm, so each blow caught her off guard. There was no pattern to where or when they would land. The pain was unendurable. And then it stopped.

"What is seventy-six minus forty-three?"

She couldn't think, couldn't make her mind do math. It was like drinking four mixed drinks and being expected to subtract. She forced herself back into the analytical part of her brain and came up with, "Thirty-three, Sir."

She saw Master Tyler nod, and then she felt the cane on her ass. There were six strikes, again with no rhythm she could get into. She screamed with each cut and when the blows stopped the tears were streaming down her face and she could feel her nose running but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Thirteen times four?"

She couldn't do it. Finally she added thirteen and thirteen and came up with twenty six and then decided two times twenty six was, "Fifty-two, Sir."

Master James was speaking again, "Tyler, please come take a look and tell me how much more she can take."

"I'll trust your judgment, James. If you feel she is close to her limit then we'll stop there for now. Otherwise we won't be able to cane her if she needs to be punished later."

"Very well, her ass has probably about had it then. I'll need access to her breasts for the next phase."

"The bondage chair will work best for that. I'll let you decide which hole the cock in the chair will go into."

"Which hole is least likely to cause physical pleasure?"

"Her ass, of course."

By now Master James had the straps off of her and the spreader bar removed. He helped her stand up and supported her as he walked her back to the bondage chair. He handed her a condom to put on the dildo in the chair and then handed her the lube and told her to lube the condom up well, as her ass would not be lubed. She took special pains to make sure it was as slippery as she could get it
.

He then sat her on it and she cried out in pain as she slid down over it. She knew it would warm up soon enough, but for now it felt cold. Her legs were pulled to the side of the chair and restrained at the thighs and ankles, and her wrists were attached to the same point as her thighs.

Master James reached and pulled out a package of black clothespins and began putting them all over her breasts at random. He kept at it until the package was empty. She didn't know how many were in it, but she guessed she probably had twenty or thirty on each breast, with four or five on each areola and one on each nipple.

And then she saw the squid whip. Surely he wasn't going to whip them off, with that?

"Fifty-four plus sixty-three."

Her mind was too cloudy, she did it in her head but wasn't sure, finally she said, "One hundred seven, Sir."

She heard Master Tyler say, "Oh, too bad. That's one wrong. Try again Viv".

"Can you please repeat the question, Sir?"

"Fifty-four plus sixty-three"

She tried to clear her mind again and broke it apart, fifty plus sixty plus seven, and realized her mistake. "One hundred seventeen, Sir."

Her Master spoke. "Much better."

And then the squid whip hit, and kept hitting. Some hits just made the clips move around and hurt, and some of them literally tore them off of her. After about fifteen strikes he stopped. "Fourteen plus twelve."

Shit. She didn't want to add right now. She had to force herself back into the part of her brain capable of adding – it felt like trying to swim through mud, but she finally found enough clarity to come up with the answer. "Twenty-six, Sir."

And then the squid whip was at it again. And she needed to get away, she started screaming at each strike and fighting at her bindings even though it made her ass hurt with the metal phallus inside of her, and suddenly the flogging stopped.

"We need to restrain her upper body."

"Yes, it would appear so."

Rope was placed around her torso below her breasts and then above them, looping around her body and the chair. Now she was attached to the back of the bondage chair and there would be no more trying to move around. When the squid started again she felt the tears forming in her eyes. She couldn't move, she could just sit there and feel the pain. The clips hurt, the squid whip hurt, and the squid tearing the clips off hurt worse than anything. There was no comfortable rhythm. She hated that part most of all. He was randomly hitting her breasts, he might hit the left one four or five times and hit the right breast once and then three more hits to the left breast and then nine hits to the right. It wasn't smooth. She best liked to be flogged in time to the music, so she could sink into the rhythm of it. But this was like a train wreck. And it only stopped long enough for those damned math questions.

"Twenty-three times three."

Again, she had to dig around in her brain to try to find a place she could figure it out. Twenty times three is sixty and three times three is nine. So, "Sixty-nine, Sir." She hadn't realized how much she was crying until she tried to talk.

And then the squid whip was going again and now the clips were all off and it felt like he was tearing into her breasts and she was screaming and crying and was about a second away from screaming about rainbows when it stopped.

She heard Master James' voice as if from a hazy distance. "I'll bind them up tight and then Kirsten and I will sit back and watch as you finish with your lovely lady."

Viv was relieved to know that it was almost over. He released her upper body from the chair and then wrapped the rope around her torso a few times before he began going around the base of her left breast. She thought she was prepared for this, but he was winding it really tight. She didn't think anyone had ever managed to get it quite that tight before. Oh, god. Had she really thought the pain part was almost over? This fucking
hurt
. He spent several minutes on her left breast and then moved to her right breast and started on it and she gasped in pain as she felt her eyes watering again. When he was finally done she was in agony.

"She's all yours, Master Tyler."

"Thank you, Master James. She's even crying again. You are a true craftsman."

Her Master released her legs and hands from the chair and helped her up off of the phallus.

"On your knees. Crawl to the bondage table Viv. And make your tits swing when you do."

Parts of Viv couldn't believe he was doing this to her. But the other parts of her, well... she was incredible horny. She hadn't been in danger of coming any at all while Master James had worked on her. But now, with her Master giving orders, her juices were starting to flow. She swung her body as she crawled and it made her breasts hurt even worse. When she made it to the table he helped her up on it, on her back. He attached her wrist cuffs to the rings on the edge of the table straight out beside her and then used the wide straps to run from the rings at the side of the table behind her knees. This effectively put her knees up and out to the outside of her chest, spreading her open. Her ass was hanging off the table a few inches and she knew that meant he was going to fuck her. She was so horny at this point she couldn't stand it.

"Beautiful, Precious. You are so beautiful. I can see your ass and the backs of your thighs from here, and I can see your breasts. All showing me the marks of the pain you bore tonight. I love you, Vivian."

She felt something going in her ass and realized it was a plug. She'd been sitting on that damned phallus long enough that she was ready for the size of it, and when he turned it on she immediately zoomed the rest of the way into pleasure. It wasn't going to take much to make her come.

She heard a zipper and then he oh-so-gently entered her, and oh-so-slowly went in and out. They had stopped using condoms a while back, so there was nothing between them now as he slid in and out of her. He was going so slow, but it didn't matter. She needed to come, and he saw it and gave her permission without her having to ask.

"Yes Precious, you can come. As many times as you like."

When she did he pushed all the way in and stopped. She knew he loved the feel of her spasming on his cock. She also knew that in another couple of minutes he'd be slamming into her and out of control. She loved it when he was like that. It was the only time she saw him out of control, and she knew that even then he would still notice if something were wrong and he would stop. But for now, she reveled in the feel of his hard-as-a-rock cock being held inside of her as her muscles contracted around it. He waited until he felt her coming down from it and then he started pumping in and out, relentlessly. She could feel the power in his legs and stomach literally pistoning him in and out of her. And her orgasm built up again and then washed over her again and it was pure bliss. Just as she began to feel it begin to drop down the other side he came also and that brought hers back to the top again and then they came down from their orgasms together. Almost immediately Master James was back and helping to release her restraints and unbind her breasts. Master Tyler removed the plug from her ass and climbed up on the table with her. Viv felt Master James drape a blanket over them and she floated for a little while as her Master held her.

* * * *

As she came around she discovered that someone had gone upstairs and brought a fruit platter down. She and Master Tyler moved to the sofa with the blanket wrapped around her and he fed her some watermelon slices and a few banana slices. She needed to use the bathroom and, this being Tuesday, she was going to have to ask.

"Master, I need to empty my bladder."

"Of course, Precious. Can you walk okay or do you need help?"

"I think I'm okay to walk now, Sir."

When she returned she gave the required "Thank you for allowing me to empty my bladder, Master." She hated doing that in front of people, but no way was she going to risk a punishment right now. She sat back down on the sofa and Tyler tucked the blanket back around her.

Viv wasn't sure about the protocol, whether she could speak to Master James or not. So she asked. "Master, permission to speak with Master James, please?"

"Of course, you may speak freely to him, just keep it respectful."

She looked at Master James and said, "I recognize you Sir, you are James Arrington."

He gave her a very gentle smile. "Yes Vivian, I am. Did you know this before I gave you such off-balance pain, or did you just figure it out?"

"I realized pretty soon into it, Sir. And you are right, it was very off-balance. I couldn't enjoy it at all."

"That was what your Master wished for you and it was my pleasure to give you the kind of pain he wanted you to have."

"Of course, Sir."

Their guests stayed for a short while longer before leaving. She and Tyler were invited to a play party in town a week and a half away, and they would meet some of the other people in town who were in the lifestyle. Once they were gone Tyler fed dinner to Viv and took her to bed, where he fucked her in the ass doggy style and then tied one wrist loosely to a restraint on the side of the bed before she went to sleep. The next morning he woke up thirty minutes before the alarm went off and gave her wonderful pleasures with his mouth on her pussy until the alarm went off.

Chapter Sixteen

As Tyler waited for Viv outside the aquarium the next evening he couldn't believe how nervous he was. They had reservations at a very nice restaurant across the street and he intended to ask her to marry him. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and he hoped she felt the same. Figuring out how to live together had been kind of rough at first, but they both loved each other and they had both worked at it. He had never realized how much work a relationship would be, but it was worth it to be able to grow and learn and live with the woman of his dreams. Now that he'd found her again he didn't want to take the chance on waiting too long to ask for her hand in marriage. He was terrified she would either say no, or just not give him an answer.