Sub Diary

Master moves about the room while I wait for him. Naked and exposed I kneel in the center of the bed; my head is towards
the wall and my arse exposed for his use. He moves in and out of the bathroom, I hear him pour himself a nightcap and sit down. I do not look towards him, I only look down at the bed as the anticipation builds and the strain on my arms and knees also builds.
I wait. Time moves on, Master does not move from the couch, I don't move a muscle on the bed. Wet with excitement and cold with fear of the unknown torture or pleasure that Master had planned for me.
I wait. Master stands, again moving about the room, this time he comes to my head and strokes my hair back from my face. He stuffs the cloth gag into my mouth without uttering a word, brings the second scarf to my mouth, fastens it behind my head and walks away. The noise of my heavy breathing fills the room as again excitement builds in my body. There is
only silence.
I wait.
My arms are shaking, I move the weight from one to the other, then put more weight on my legs than my arms to even the tightening of my muscles. Again Master moves beside me.
‘Stand Sub.'
I struggle off the bed and stand, eyes down in front of him.

‘Kneel on the table, present your arse to me now.'
I am stunned, but obey immediately. Why is he putting me on the table, he must know about last night?
I kneel up on the table as ordered. The surface is hard and again my arms and legs ache.
Reaching under me he pinches, twists, pulls and clamps my nipples hard. He adds weights to the chains hanging from
my nipples. The chains are short, the weights hang heavy and painful, and I am wincing with pain, shuffling from
arm to arm, shuffling my legs from left to right as well.
Next I can feel him at the end of the table. He brushes my pussy with his hand, parting my lips and inserting many fingers
inside me. I groan loudly. He pushes his fingers deep inside, moving them in and out slowly, sloshing in my juices as the pace quickens. There is a finger on my clit, rubbing it hard, circling and rubbing as the fingers fuck me. I am panting
hard and fast, I can feel the orgasm and struggle to stop it. I mumble into the gag as he fucks faster and faster, rubbing
my clit hard bringing my body to the brink. I am shaking; trying hard to prevent the orgasm, trying
to remain focused and in control but it is overtaking my every sense.
‘Cum Sub..cum now'
The orgasm hits and I scream into the gag. As soon as the wave hits me he stops, I am shaking as the sensations curse through me, my pussy throbbing with my pulse as juices dribble down my legs. I go to lie down, but the grab of the chains on my nipples lurch me upwards.

‘Did I say to move?'
I shake my head no..
‘Well; - don't…move!' He growled at me as I repositioned my arms and legs. They felt like jelly and I was wobbling
to stay upright on my hands and knees. Master again moves away, I can feel him behind me again and soon feel the clamps on my pussy lips. They hurt as he screws them tight and I bite the gag hard as he adds weights to them, allowing them to swing slightly when he lets them go. My arms are agonizing and legs pain as I now concentrate on the stinging between my legs. He moves away again and there is silence.

I wait.
Painfully and silently I wait for him to make his next move.

I am like his Private Bondage Chess Game, one slow move at a time.
He moves to me again.
He places the cuffs on my ankles and wrists, attaching them tightly, still leaving me kneeling on the table.
‘Lie down flat, legs and arms bent behind your back.'
I obey him and am quickly tied again. Wrist to wrist, ankle to ankle then wrists to ankles.
My legs are pulled wide apart; he ties a rope from my knees down to each leg of the table stretching them wide open.
The weights on my nipples are dangling over the edge of the small breakfast table, as are the weights on my pussy lips
while Master checks my cuffs. He moves around reaching between my legs he again fingers my wet pussy. If I move the weights move again and the pain shoots through my body. His fingers continue to explore my pussy before he plunges his cock inside me.
Hard against the clamps he presses as he fucks me, pushing his cock completely inside and removing it from me over
and over again. I am groaning and dribbling into the gag as the wetness pours from me. I am on fire, my clit is hard
and the more the weights on my pussy move the hotter I feel. Master then fingers my arse. Two fingers enter me as he continues his slow fucking of my pussy, they stretch and twist inside me, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust of his cock. He withdraws from my pussy and presses my legs downwards, pushing his huge cock into my arse as I scream into the gag.

Like a tight parcel, Master maneuvers me up and down with his fast thrusts, fucking me hard as I enjoy and experience
the pain and pleasure that he is giving me. I rock back and forth, pressing the weights into my nipples and my pussy lips until he plunges deep and explodes inside me with a loud groan and shudder.
He collapses onto the bed while I regain my composure and some comfort on the table.
Master steps away. I am panting for breath, snorting through my nose as he plugs my holes with large dildos while they
are both wet and swollen. He moves to my head, again stroking my head as he places the night mask over my eyes.
He drapes a light blanket over me and I feel him placing something on the table beside my head.
The ticking noise sounds very loud, beside my right ear, as I lay still, unable to move anything except my head a little.

‘Well done Sub, sleep well. The clock is set to wake us and you will serve me breakfast before we set off for the day
on the water.
I moan and squirm, was he for real. I am to sleep here with this thing ticking in my ear…
‘Quiet sub or you will sleep in the shower with the water dripping on you.' He growled close to my ear.
‘All part of the test my dear..'
I am cold and uncomfortable. Tightly hogtied on the hard table surface with both pussy lips and nipples clamped
tightly. The ticking noise is horrendous and I wriggle a little to move away from it.
I turn my head and try to keep the sound behind me for the night while Master slept soundly. I could hear him move about
in the bed as my toes and fingers went numb and I wriggled them intermittently to keep circulation. My arse and pussy
were hurting, the dildos were pushed deep inside and the discomfort was painful.
Still Master slept soundly as the clock ticked into my ear. I tried to call him, but the gag muffled my sound, the clock
ticking was so loud that I thought I would be insane by morning so I closed my eyes tight and thought about the holiday.
Thoughts of the water, sunshine, the sand on my feet, the drinks and food at the resort. I thought about sailing, swimming, snorkeling, anything to take my mind off the noise.
Eventually I must have dozed off, waking when I heard Master rolling on the bed. The noise seemed louder, my head was
pounding with the ticking noise and Master was stirring a little more.
‘Well, good morning Sub. Sleep well?' He asked as he removed the blanket and stroked my hair.
He pulled on all the cuffs, releasing my legs from my arms, then the legs and arms so that I was able to move my limbs and stretch them out.
‘Roll onto your back.'
I struggled over onto my back as he positioned himself at my head.
He took each arm and tied them tightly to the table above my head.
He moved to my feet, pulling my body down so that my arms were stretched to the limit. He pulled my legs wide apart and
tied them tightly to the table, a rope at the ankle, knee and thigh so that I was unable to move them at all.
I remained tightly gagged and the mask was covering my eyes so I was unaware of his plans for me.
My pussy lips and nipples were painful, as pulled and they stretched in the opposite direction now. Master bent and
kissed my face, he moved down my body kissing my shoulders, arms, hands, each breast, sucking each nipple and running his tongue around the clamps.
He moved his mouth over my stomach, kissing my ribs, down to my belly button, tonguing it erotically before reaching
my pubic area. I felt him move between my legs and again he kissed my body. Sweet gently kisses on my pubic bone, down to my pussy lips where again he licked the clamps and around them. Gently he removed the dildos, kissing and sucking my juices as they slid from my holes.
He kissed my thighs down to each knee and up to my pussy and arse again. I was restrained tightly, Master was gently kissing all of my body and I was unable to move with him.
Unable to move against his rhythm as he began to eat me. I was bound to the table as he feasted on my pussy, biting,
nibbling, licking and sucking me. He moved to my arse, kissing the cheeks as he explored my anal area with his tongue. Licking and probing inside my bowel with his tongue as I was tied there.
He was torturing me. The pain that this caused me was far worse than any physical pain I had ever suffered.
He poured liquid on my body and licked it off. I felt different sensations at different areas of my body. He pushed something inside my pussy and ate it out. I could hear his slurping and feel his lips and tongue empty me. He poured something over my breasts. It felt sticky like honey and after he massaged it in, he licked it from my skin.
I couldn't smell it, my senses were all blurred as I felt no pain or discomfort.
More liquid between my pussy lips, more licking and slurping, something soft spread on my stomach. He buried his face
into me and ate it all, licking me clean afterwards. Every inch of my body was tingling with the sensations that
he sent through me. Not enough for orgasm but too intense to relax as I lay straining
against the ropes as he continued with me for hours. Time and again he would tongue my pussy and tease my clit as I moaned a muffled sound into the gag.
My body was wet all over. The sense of smell began to return after Master moved away from the table. He returned to untie me, but I wanted more. I wanted him to take more of me and eat it. He undid my restraints and pulled me to my feet.
Removing the gag and mask, he signaled for me to be silent and led me to the bathroom. We showered in silence and I sucked his manhood until he gave me his seed. Returning to the room and dressing for the day.
‘Today we are sailing Sub.'
‘Yes Master.'
‘Present me your nipples for banding.'
‘Yes Master.'
He banded my nipples tight. Still swollen from the clamps, they swelled up and protruded nicely.

‘Present your pussy.'
I turned around and bent over. Master inserted the vibrating balls deep inside my pussy. Whilst he did this, he pinched
and pressed on my clit until it was protruding, then he clamped it, much to my horror and pain.
I stood up and shuffled on my feet. The chain was dangling from my clit as I waited for his next instruction.
He then produced the chain belt for me to wear. He attached the chain form my clit to the belt at the front, positioning
it directly under my belly button with a small amount of slack.
‘You will wear your white bikini and the white sarong for me today.'
‘Yes Master.'
‘Dress now Sub.'
I obey him immediately, my nipples were clearly visible under the flimsy white material of the bikini top and I pull the biking pants on carefully over the chain. They too are flimsy, barely covering an inch of my arse cheeks and only about 2 inches wide at the front. I wrapped the sarong under my arms and over my breasts as he liked it, leaving my shoulders bare and my legs bare from the knees down.
‘You will walk close to me Sub. I am going to lead you like the pet that you are to me.'

Master takes another length of chain from his pocket and lifts the sarong. He clips it to the chain belt, directly onto the chain from my clit clamp. He pulls the chain slightly and I jump.

‘Mmm you will be obedient today Sub, I can feel it.'
We leave our room; I walk closely beside and slightly behind Master, holding his left hand, which is also holding the
chain. Should I drop behind him, the chain on my clitoris will pull me forward. Master walks me through the resort to the edge of the lagoon where the yachts are moored. He places the bags on the deck, and signals for me to board the yacht. He leans close and unclips the chain as he helps me up and onto the deck of the yacht.
‘Hi there, welcome aboard.'
‘Hey.' Says Master. Thanks, oh and this is my wife.

‘Hi, I'm your skipper for the day. Anything you need, just ask me OK?
‘Ok I answer quietly as I move to the seating along the side of the boat. Master joins me as we set off out of the lagoon. The scenery is magnificent as we motor out of the clam waters towards the ocean. I am beginning to relax, lying my head back on the seat and fighting the urge to doze as we continue out to sea.
The motor cuts and Master signals for me to join him on the front deck. There are sun lounges there and we take one each, the sails are up on the yacht and we quietly skip along the water. The sails shade us from the sun and provide a cool
breeze as Harry serves us drinks and a tray of tropical fruit, returning to the wheel of the yacht and steer us around the
islands.
‘Take your clothes off Sub.'
I look at Master with a start, but begin to obey him, removing my sarong slowly.
‘I told him we would be nude, so do as I ask.'
I remove the rest of my clothing; the only thing remaining is the fine chain belt around my waist, and the chain from my clamped clitoris. Master is naked also.

‘Get some sun Sub, take in the fresh air and doze if you wish, I will ensure you do not burn, and no-one will be looking at your body but me I can promise you that. 'The afternoon flew by as we sailed till sunset around the tropical islands. I slept for a few hours while Master read, and then we dressed and played about, swam off the boat in the clear cool waters and chased the dolphins that had joined us.
The skipper kept the food and drinks up to us all day. Tropical delights and cool drinks. Perfect. All I needed by the end of the day was the removal of the clamp and an orgasm!

The resort came into view as the sun moved closer to the horizon. Master and I were on deck, standing with the Skipper as he steered us into the mooring. I held the boat steady as he and Master tied her off, and we went to shore.
Master led me by the chain. My clitoris was numb from the clamp, but the pressure behind it was intense. The balls
rubbed together inside my pussy as I scampered alongside him. I was panting to keep up and with all the erotic senses
running through my body, the panting was clearly audible as we made our way up the steps to the pool deck, along the
patio into the sun lounge area, further through the resort to our room. He occasionally said hello, but did not stop
walking, nor did he ease the tension on my lead. I caught many glances, my white bikini still damp and see through,
my pinched nipples protruding outwards as my breasts bounced along.
Once in our room, I stripped and waited for Master to instruct me.
‘Sub.'
‘Yes Master.'
‘You will shower immediately and alone. Ensure you are completely shaved and bowel is empty before you return
to me. You have 30 minutes.'
‘Yes Master.'
I now obey him without question. Never questioning his requests, never questioning my immediate obedience.
It is natural.
I ran to the bathroom, reaching into my toiletry bag, I removed a small 15ml enema and inserted it into my bowels, squeezing the contents until all had been inserted. I then shaved my pussy and arse, carefully checking that every hair had
been removed. I turned my pussy lips outwards, carefully shaving along the edge, bending over and shaving my arse
crack and around my bud, whilst checking in the mirror that the task was completed correctly. I emptied my bowels as
instructed and cleaned myself up under the shower before drying off and applying a small amount of moisturizer to
my body from face to toes.
I returned to the room, Master was sitting on the couch, a drink in his hand. He checked his watch as I entered.
‘Kneel on the bed, head down, arse on the side here'.
I obeyed at once, kneeling on the bed while Master moved about the room. My head was on the mattress, arms stretched
out above my head, my legs were on the bed except for my feet, ensuring that my arse was where he desired it..
The chain around my waist remained in place, the clamp on my clitoris dangling as I waited for Master to use me.
He walked behind me and stroked my arse, my lower back and arse again.
‘Nice. You have tanned well Sub.'
‘Thank You Master.' I mumbled into the bed.
Slap….'Oww'...Slap…..'Eww'…..Slap…'Ssst'….Slap…'Arhh'..Slap……..

He slapped each cheek many times, hard and quickly. The stinging sensation ripped through my already reddened
skin as he spanked me hard. I struggled to maintain my position, digging my toes and fingers into the bed covering as I tried to be as still and quiet as possible for him.
Trying to take my mind off the spanking I realized that it was Dinner time. I was not hungry; we had grazed all day on
the boat, nibbling on various foods while sailing around the island.
Eventually his torture slowed and he gently rubbed my cheeks, moving his fingers to my pussy, entering and fingering
me roughly. The feeling behind my clitoris was more intense than ever. It verged on being painful but when he reached
under and tugged the chain, I screamed loudly. He pulled it again, causing me to lose balance and fall onto my stomach.
Master sighed loudly.

‘Legs up.'
I bent both legs upwards spreading my knees wide for him as he pulled the chain again, taking up the tension on it
so that I was holding my breath in anticipation of the pain. Again and again he gently pulled on the chain, eased it off
and pulled it again until I was unable to stop myself from screaming out again.
‘Master…oh Master…'
‘Suck it in Sub..'
Again he pulled the chain, finally holding it taut for a few seconds before adding another length of chain.
He looped it around my uncuffed ankles and draped it over my shoulder as he moved to my head. My legs wobbled as he pulled the chain to a taut tension on my clit, gritting my teeth as he tugged again before speaking.
‘Open.'
I opened my mouth and he tucked the chain in, followed by the scarf gag, tied tightly behind my head.
‘I am showering, do not move your legs or your clit will be pulled again, pull it and pleasure yourself and you will
be punished. Understand Sub?
I nodded gently.
My chest heaved and pussy squirmed, as I wanted so badly to pull on it again. The agony of the hard tension on my clit
was far better than the sensation of denial that I was now experiencing. Easing my head into the mattress I moaned
loudly several times, slowly bringing myself down by breathing deeply and slowly. Master seemed to shower forever and
my un-shackled legs ached as I fought the urge to lower them to the bed or move them in any way and pull on my clit clamp. Strangely, my legs felt less secure without the ankle cuffs and ropes tied to them, I was restraining myself now and
it was hard work.
Master entered the room, un-gagged me and removed the chain from my ankles.
‘Stand.' He barked at me.

I struggled to my feet as he ordered. The chain from the clit clamp dangled between my legs.
He turned my shoulders around so that I was facing him, I cast my eyes down, not wishing to make eye contact with him.

‘I will not remove the clamp on your Clitoris until I believe that you deserve to orgasm. ‘Yes Master.'
Master pulls the two chairs from the small dining table and places them back to back in the center of the room. He
then removes the gag, blindfold, ropes and cuffs from his sports bag.
‘Good… Hmmm. Move over here and kneel on the floor. I want to try something.'
Master gags me tightly with the ball gag. He places the mask over my eyes and then ties a cloth around it tightly. He also
collars me which is unusual, but adds to the stimulation and anticipation of the evening ahead. He then plugs me with a large dildo, leaving my pussy empty. My eyes are large with fear under the mask, I cannot anticipate what he has
planned for tonight, but as with last night, I feel it is going to be a long hard session.
He pulls me to my feet and positions me kneeling on one of the chairs, facing backwards, pulling hard on my breasts
so that they are hanging over the back of the chair. He cuffs my ankles and ties them to the chair legs tightly. He wraps
a rope around my waist, tying it tightly to the chair, looping it around my body again and again, pulling tightly each
time, forcing me to lean over the back of the chair even further.
He then cuffs my wrists, attaches rope to the cuffs and pulled them behind my back, threading the rope through the cuffs
he then wraps it around my arms just below the elbows, forcing them to be straight behind me.
He then pulls it tight; threads back through the cuffs and downwards. He threaded the rope between my legs, before
moving in front of me.
He parted my pussy lips, threaded the rope through, carefully ensuring that the clamp on my clit was to one side before
pulling it upwards, tying it to the top of the chair back I was dribbling and groaning into the gag by this stage,
bursting with both excitement and fear, barely able to move a muscle.
I can feel him walking around me. He pulls on my arms, pressing the rope into my pussy hard causing me to flinch. He checks my legs, rubbing the soles of each foot, again making me jerk on the chair.
He presses on the dildo, fingering my pussy around the ropes, tugging slightly on the chain, not enough to hurt me, enough
to warn me to behave… he was sending me a message, and I was determined to comply.
He is in front of me, my breasts are hanging free, I begin to wonder if he has forgotten them. He caresses them both.
Gently stroking them as he moves behind me again. He runs his finger under the collar; it is firmly around my neck with just enough room for his finger. I swallow hard. There are loops on each side, positioned under each ear, and I feel him clip onto them both. He pulls my head up and backwards, stretching my neck back and clipping the collar to the cuffs on my wrists. Now if my arms moved at all they pulled my head down backwards or the rope harder onto my pussy.
I grunt into the gag. This was uncomfortable and painful. I move my fingers and toes, trying to move a millimeter to find comfort. I hear Master move about the room.

He is close to me again, I can smell him.