Life as a sex-slave Our relationship continued for several months. My Master was a very loving and kind master to me and even if we were out together, he gently ruled my life, dictating what I was to wear and sometimes even eat in restaurants, though in a subtle way so I was not humiliated. I got to know his friends and he got to know mine, and most of them would have thought we were a normal couple. Sometimes I entertained one or two of his friends, Andy, the man I had met on our first evening and another friend called Simon. I always called them both Sir and they were the only friends who knew of our secret life. Simon in particular loved me to wear the corset with frilly knickers, stockings, high heels and the nipple clamps. One Saturday they were both coming round for supper to celebrate Simon’s birthday. I put on the frilly knickers, stockings and fuck-me shoes that Simon loved so much and my Master laced me up tightly in my corset. I acted as a very saucy waitress to them and wondered what sort of tip they would give me. I have to say their hands wondered considerably during the meal though perhaps my outfit and naughty behaviour contributed to that! Afterwards I went and knelt in front of Simon, just as I’d been told to, and my Master said that Simon could play with me as he liked, for a birthday treat. Simon told me that firstly I’d better get the nipple clamps and he fastened them on gently, clipping the chain between them. I could feel my pussy getting even wetter with excitement and so could Simon as he checked me over. “Hmm, she’s been very forward this evening” he said, “I think she needs to be taught a lesson.” I went and fetched the paddle and gave it to him, saying “Sorry Sir, please give me my punishment.” He bent me over the sofa and gave me a couple of very gentle pats on the bottom. I wriggled provocatively and he gave me two or three hard slaps, then played with my dripping pussy. This continued until I could tell my bottom was starting to get deliciously pink. Then they blind-folded me and led me to the bedroom. Here I was laid on the bed and tied very firmly, legs stretched wide apart. Someone tightened up the nipple clamps at the same time as another of them started licking my slit gently, circling round my pussy lips. I gasped and started to writhe as the tongue flicked over the bud of my clit and other hands stroked me all over. An erect penis was pressed against my mouth so I started to lick it and then, lifting my head slightly to do so, took it deeply into my mouth. I don’t know how long we continued like this, I was near to orgasm but they wouldn’t let me come. I swallowed two loads of spunk, though I could feel a bit trickling out of my mouth despite my best efforts. Then they started to fuck me, with both cocks and fingers, and I felt wave after wave climax through me, my whole body was arched against the constraints. I lost count of the number of times I came until the three of them had finally finished with me. I was totally exhausted when we had finished so they covered me up gently and left me to recover for a few minutes. Later my Master came and unfastened me and gave me a glass of wine. He cradled me and told me I had been a good birthday present for Simon. When I went back into the sitting room and snuggled up between Andy and Simon, the latter said it had been the best birthday treat he’d had for a while.