On St. Andrew’s cross, Part 2

I am tied to St. Andrew’s cross, now facing the room. I can hear club getting busy around me, talks, laughs, steps. My back is still warm from being mercilessly flogged by Sir. I am on full display, but I can not see anything. I can not say anything. Blindfold on my eyes, ball gag in my mouth. My arms tied high up to the cross, my legs spread wide, ankles secured to the cross . Helpless and obedient, and excited about what’s to come. Sir pulled down my red blouse, tacking it under my breasts, putting them on full display. He pulled up my skirt and tacked it around my waist exposing my pussy. I don’t know who is watching. I can’t see, I can’t talk, I can’t move. All I can do is stand there and wait.

But he is not ready for play yet. He squeezes my nipple hard and puts a nipple clamp on it. I gasp, but pain settles within seconds, creating that welcome state of chronic arousal. Repeat on second breasts, and I am now fully aroused. Now we are ready to continue our play.

I hear his steps around me, getting closer and then suddenly I struggle for air, his hand on my throat, muffled noise coming from my mouth. His other hand slapping my breasts hard. Then all is gone. Quiet.

He comes back with heavy flogger, hitting it rhythmically over my breasts, pain exacerbated by clamps. Goes with it for few minutes, before changing his focus to my pussy. He changed the flogger from thuddy (my preferred) to stingy, more painful. I cry through the ball gag, as stings hit my pussy, and my thighs. It is harder than we usually play, and more intense. Stings come one after another, building momentum, I am making whimpering noises, while my body is trying to wiggle to avoid smacks, but it can not.

He stops. Pushing flogger under my chin, he says “Thank you, Sir” …. I obediently repeat after him “thank you, Sir”, only humilating mumble coming out of my gagged mouth. And everything starts all over, my pussy is really getting beating today, stings coming across one after another without break. I cry, I try to avoid it, but I am taking it without protest. I don’t like pain, this is more than I like, but today it is putting me in very submissive space. I hear voices in the background, but I do not care. And even if I cared, what could I do?….

And it’s over. He makes me again mumble “Thank you, Sir”. I can hear smile in his voice, when he responds sweetly “You’re welcome, sweety”. I feel something soft – Sir is using small piece of fur to massage my body, to calm it down, to give it experience opposite of flogging. Soft, warm, fuzzy.

He releases my arms first. Puts them down my body, and holds me for few seconds, to let me get balance. The same after unfastening my legs. “Stay” he commands and leaves me. I hear him packing all his floggers into his big bag on wheels, and then he is going away somewhere, his steps disappearing. I am now alone, free to move now, but I am standing as I was  told. I am resting against the cross, but I still have blindfold on, and a ball gag, nipple clams still pinching. I do not know who is watching me standing like that. Men, women? do I know them?

My Sir is back. He takes my hand and we are slowly moving somewhere. I just follow him, holding on to his hand, not able to see anything. I assume we are going to one of the private rooms, and I am right. They are private, but instead of the door, there is only red see through curtain.

Another command “Sit”. I sit on the edge of the bed, and he takes off my ball gag. My mouth are still wet and sloppy from it.

“Kneel” comes another order. I get down on my knees, hands on my sides. It’s quiet in the room. I am kneeling obediently, ready to serve my Sir. Hand in my hair: „Open your mouth” .I open my mouth and put my lips on the cock in front of me and start sucking, like a good girl. I realize, in full shock, that I am not familiar with this cock…. I have no idea whom I am sucking, but I do not dare to stop. Sir grabs my hair and says “yes, little girl, surprise. I got you present. Actually two of them”.

I feel hands on my ass now, someone starts caressing me. Sir pushes his cock into my already full mouth, his hand holding my head by my hair. I’m busy sucking two cocks in my mouth, while there is someone trying to fist me. I moan, lose one of the cocks but keep licking and sucking the other one. Not Sir’s. I dropped to my fours, pushing my ass invitingly to whomever was behind me, asking them to fuck me, while I am sucking that cock. But instead I feel tongue exploring me. I give a loud moan, and stop sucking for a second. Now it is my Sir feeding me his cock, and I am taking good care of him.

“Get up” – quick command, and now I am on bed, on my four. Someone enters me from behind, and someone else fills my mouth again. Someone is sliding under me and starts sucking on my breasts. I am in absolute heaven….. I have strangers fucking me, fucking really well, three of them. My favorite number. They are taking turns, changing positions, all fucking my brains out.

I came to the room being in such sub space, and was thrown into even more submissiveness. I am totally in sub space, and in slut space, nothing else matters.

Finally, we are all done. Even I am ready for a break. They finished on my breasts, and Sir left his cum inside me. Someone is kissing me on the lips “Thank you.. that was amazing”, the other one squeezes playfully my breats and says thank you and good by too. Now, after they leave, Sir is finally taking my blindfold and we snuggle together under blankets. “Thank you”, I whisper in his ear.