Are you being served

On our first night away his focus is my cleanliness. I love to be so clean for him. He makes me kneel down in the bath and let's me taste his flesh. It tastes like a long day. It's warm. I suck him softly and then deep and hard and rack up some vomit into the tub. I continue to suck. He tells me to get up and yanks me up by my arm. I step out of the bath, he bends me over and pushes inside me. I am soaking wet and throbbing. I rest my head on the metal hand rail and he slides in and out of me. It's delicious and it's relief and my brain slips out of my ear and I just stand there like a hole. Once he's finished with me he tells me to get back in the bath. He washes away my vomit before inserting the enema piece inside me. The water runs gentle and warm and fills me up. When it's over I hold tightly and suck him again. It's a perfect distraction. I am becoming clean and beautiful. He leaves me and let's me expel. I take a good hot bath and shave my body. I am gone and in a warmer place. He comes back to shave any skin I may have missed. He runs his fingers over my pussy and arse and compliments their smoothness. I feel perfect now. My hair is clean and I smell good ad my skin is soft and ready. We fuck when we get home. A good and effortless screw. 

Its sunday in the early morning. We're in the hot hotel room, his foot is pressed down on the curve of my back and he's running the carriage whip along my bottom. He has made me stretch open the cheeks and expose my holes to him. He brings down the carriage whip in nasty little crops. I squeal and wince every time and curl up. He pushes me down and does it again. I start to beg and chatter and he tells me three more and administers them happily. I feel beneath him, physically and in my head. Submissive and low and good and afraid. He pulls me up onto the bed and fucks my arse in its sore and bruised state. He makes me cum by stretching both my holes out wide.

Sunday evening brings more exquisite pains. He makes me bend over on the bed. He loops a thick leather collar around my neck, attaches a length of chain to it. The chain runs down the centre of my spine. He drags his nails down my back. There is a worn old clover clamp at the base of the chain. He clips it to my perineum. I groan. It's horrible. It's too much. It becomes almost irrelevant when he chooses to attach another clover clamp to the hood of my clit. I scream in white pain. It's horrific. He makes me suck him hard and then prizes me open to fuck me. Im crying. Im sweating. Im completely soaking. He flicks the clamp on my hood with his finger. I scream. I'm scrambling all over the bed willing it to stop hurting. I've dug my nails into the papered wall and snapped one of them without thinking. It takes every ounce of will power I have not to remove that clamp. I think he knows that. Half the hotel block can hear it, if not. He fucks me a little. I beg obsessively to have that clamp removed and he takes it away and I'm so grateful. He fucks me a little more and snaps off the perineum clamp in the process I'm so giddy with relief I can barely feel it happening. He gets bored of this game and lays next to me on the bed. Im throbbing and in pain and so excited I could come if he'd let me. I cant control myself. I beg to be played with and he tortures and twists my nipples. It's a delicious and exquisite pain. It pushes my head back into the dark. It just about registers past the red throbbing in my groin. I beg to be fingered and fucked by his hands. Time stretches out in front of me as he continues to tweak and pinch my nipples. It's repetitive, it's like turning up a volume switch. I get wetter and wetter. When his fingers push inside me I am close already. He tells me I have four minutes and I come quickly. I curl up next to him, panting. I watch him light a cigarette and see the curl smoke into the warm air.  

When we wake up in the morning its still hot. I'm still wet. I stroke his cock and he's starting to stiffen. I slide him into my mouth and suck him. Every time I gag pain shoots through me and I stop. He holds my head down when he comes so that I cant move away, and his fluid hits the back of my throat. I'm choking. He allows me to cum while he takes a shower. A brief painful orgasm by my own hands. I am breathless and used and happy to be his.