He Was My Solution

A/N: Here we go again. Oh and guys, please review, because reviews are what keep me going. I like knowing that people are actually reading this and enjoying themselves. Anyways, keep into consideration that I have never personally done any sort of BDSM at all. So if there are some mistakes with the details, just let me know. Also if you have any suggestion with what you would like to see in the upcoming chapters, let me know. Thanks guys so much!

 

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I am on my knees right now. My hands are handcuffed--there's a shocker--behind my back. My hair is balled up in his hands as he pulls on it from pleasure as I suck him off. As soon as he had come back to release me from my punishment, I fell to my hands and knees and unzipped his pants and began pleasuring him. It was, after all, what he had informed that I do whenever he is kind to me. And apparently that punishment was kind, so I knew that I couldn't make any mistakes because the next punishment wouldn't be so sweet. And it scares me to think what it might be. My teeth never touch his quite large member as I run my tongue up and down his shaft. After about an estimated thirty minutes of this, my master tells me that I have done enough and a good job. I am excited to know that he is pleased with my work and excited to know what else I can do to please him further.

 

"Follow me, slave." he commands. My hands are still handcuffed behind me, so I begin the awkward and humiliating journey of crawling on my knees with no help from my useless arms. My knees are burning as they scuttle across the stone floor. We walk/crawl out of the room and into a hallway where there are so many doors. I follow obediently as Master leads me into the room across from the one we had previously been in.

 

There is a thin wooden plank mounted to the wall. It sticks out horizontally and is parallel to the ground. It isn't very high off the ground. But I have no clue what its use is until my master arranges me on it. I straddle the piece of wood. My sex is digging into it, and it hurts. I scream as my body weight falls on it, causing unbearable pressure on my pussy. My hands are uncuffed from behind me and recuffed in front of me and then raised into the air where they are connected to chains that are nailed into the ceiling. My tip toes can barely touch the floor, but Snape secures my ankles stretched far from each other with weights, to balance me on the wooden plank. I arch my back in pain as my pussy pulses from the awful pain caused by the wood.

 

(A/N: You may view a photo of The Wooden Pony by clicking on the link at the bottom...)

 

But my master is not done with preparing me. He stands in front of me and teases my right nipple until it is hard as rock. He then clamps on a nipple clamp. But the weird thing is the clamp is not alone. The other end of the clamp is connected to a short chain that is connected to a second nipple clamp. My eyes widen as I realize what is about to happen. He pinches my left nipple until it is also hard and pulls the second nipple clamp over to it. But the chain is so short that my right breast is forced to tug towards the left until the second clamp is secured around my left nipple. My breasts are now successfully squished together due to the short chain connecting the nipple clamps. I cry out in pain as my master steps back to admire his work.

 

"This is not punishment, my cunt." my master says as he continues to look me over. Like hell it's not punishment. "This is breaking you. In order to achieve the pleasure I am sure you most desire, you must first be broken. And this is my way of breaking you. I call this plank The Wooden Pony. I want you to ride it. I want to see you hump it. And I want you to enjoy it. For the first--and probably the only--time, I want you to come as much as you possibly can. You have ten minutes to prove to me that you can do this task. And that ten minutes starts...now."

 

I am appalled by what he is asking. The pain itself in just standing still is almost impossible to bare. I am on the verge of fainting at any second now. And he wants me to worsen the pain? On my own? How could he? I can't do this.

 

"You are off to a very bad start, my whore. You better get going, or some severe punishment--much worse than this--may be coming very soon."

 

My heart pounds as I begin the torturous process for ten minutes. I am sure I will get splinters down there if I begin to move on The Wooden Pony. But I really didn't want any more punishment. I begin to do as he says. I bounce my on tip toes, trying to create friction. It hurts--no, it BURNS. My pussy is scraping against the wood hard, and I scream in pain each time I ride the pony. Soon enough, I sag against my chains, tired from the exertion I put into it. I am sure that I am bleeding. There is no doubt in my mind about that. But then my master 'tsk tsk's as he watches my desertion of the act, and I try again. Then an idea strikes me. I grab onto the chains holding my wrists and pull with all my might. My chained ankles don't let me get too far off the pony, but its enough space. For his entertainment, I sway on the pony. My pussy brushes lightly against it. I begin to make sexy moaning as my head falls back, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I hope he thinks it looks sexy--that's what I'm going for here. Even though I am in pain, I want to please my master. Finally the ten minutes are up--and those are the longest ten minutes of my life--and my master takes me off the Wooden Pony.

 

"I am very pleased with your work, my pussy." He flicks his wand and heals my bleeding and swollen pussy. I stay on my hands and knees, looking up at him, happy. "You surprised me with the swaying part. I didn't think you had it in you. Very good. Now it is time for our departure. Accio chastity belt."

 

The damned diaper flies into his hands from where it had been left in the other room. I grudgingly allow him to put it back on me. "I have released the enchantment that disallows apparation. When I am gone, you may apparate and wait until I return for our next encounter." And with that said, he disappears. 

 

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Sorry it was short. The next one is really, reallllllly long. So be prepared.

 

Hey, if you have any suggestions about what you want to see next, let me know. I am open to ANY advice, so I can please the readers.

 

Here is The Wooden Pony. (WARNING: NAKED WOMAN STRAPPED ON WOODEN PONY)

http://www.captivity.com/bdsm_bondage/wooden_pony/

 

Also, these past three chapters have been un-beta'd. So if you wanna beta them, let me know. My e-mail is: secretletterc (at) yahoo . com