[MFf] I celebrated being vaccinated by being a couple’s fucktoy/slave for a weekend – part 2 [bdsm, denial, objectification]

*For part 1: https://old.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lpmtzf/mff_i_celebrated_being_vaccinated_by_being_a/?ref=share&ref_source=link*

After a while of talking and rehydrating, I felt calm. I mean I was still in an unfamiliar place with a couple I barely knew and no way to know exactly how the weekend would unfold, but I felt safer. Each gentle touch in those moments had been a reminder that they took care of their toys. They wouldn’t mistreat me.

The husband led me up to their bedroom. As I walked up the stairs, I was a bit worried about running into their kids, so I double checked with them that they were out of the house for the weekend. Their bedroom was spacious with light coming in from wide set windows. Matching each window, blackout curtains were pulled back. Several throw pillows lay discarded in a corner of the room. The queen size bed looked hastily made. I couldn’t help but imagine what they had done earlier in the day to leave it in this state.

“Kneel.” Master grabbed me by my chin and adjusted my gaze downward as I got in position. My knees hurt a bit from the hardwood floor (lupus is a bitch). Usually I go for a modified kneel, but I had already failed in my earlier task (even if it was totally unfair); I didn’t want to fail again.

Mistress came around standing behind me before grabbing my hair and lifting it away from my neck. Her other hand came around my throat and held it there. I shivered both from the cold and feeling of helplessness. After a brief second, she let go, and I remember sighing. With deliberate care, she slid a collar around my neck and closed the clasp. I absentmindedly reached up with one of my hands to reassure myself it was there.

“You will not take this off. Now, what do you say when you are given a gift?” She came around and leaned into her husband’s arms, while nudging my head upwards.

“Thank you Mistress and Master!” It was a bit silly, but I found myself smiling much like I used to during the holidays. I hadn’t realized how much I missed being collared, and even if this was only a play collar for the weekend, it filled a hole I wasn’t aware of inside me.

“You’re welcome toy. Now for your punishment.” He waited, as if expecting me to interject that it wasn’t fair. I didn’t.

“No complaint?” He seemed a bit surprised. And in retrospect, I think he was a bit nervous about pushing too far.

“Sir, if you think I deserve a punishment, then I deserve a punishment. It isn’t my place to question or complain about it.” Even though I had already had his dick in my mouth, I couldn’t help but blush at saying that when we were barely more than strangers. A familiar heat spread from the apex formed between my thighs.

“She’s such a good girl. Maybe we’ll have to consider keeping her?” Mistress raised an eyebrow before pecking her husband on the cheek with a kiss.

“Yes she is, isn’t she.” He smiled up at his wife, and the pure genuineness of their love struck me. It set me a little more at ease, while also leaving a small sliver of melancholy embedded into my heart. “Get up and lay across my lap. Naked.”

“Yes, Sir.” I quickly took off my clothes and sat them to the side. While doing so, I felt how sticky my thighs had become. As I crawled over top of him, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me up further, so my butt was resting on his right knee…a perfect target.

“Now here’s what’s going to happen. We are going to order delivery from a Thai place near here. I’m going to spank you, and she’s going to tease you. You will not cum, and it won’t stop till the food gets here. Tell me that you understand.”

“Yes, Sir.” Before the sound fell out of the air, he brought his hand down hard. The sting took my breath away as I fought to remember to breath with the pain.

“Do you want the lad na again, honey?” Mistress asked, while she idly stroke my now messy hair while caressing my left nipple.

“That’d be great. Make sure you add some of those spring veggie rolls and a pad thai for our toy.” His hand came down again. Breathing into the pain, I tried to relax.

“Okay, it’s ordered.” Twisting my nipple hard, she got up from her seat and went into the adjoining bathroom. Fuck. Just as I was recovering, Master spanked me three times. I couldn’t help my loud moan. I could feel wetness leak onto Master’s thigh. My body started squirming of its own accord.

Master reached down in between my folds and just barely stroked my clit, causing my legs to spread wide, opening for him. Small pinpricks of lust danced on my naked skin. He brought his hand to my mouth. “Suck.” I obeyed, taking his fingers and my liquid lust into my mouth. While I’ve always enjoyed tasting other women’s pussies, it has always felt humiliating and taboo to taste myself.

Coming back to sit on the bed again, Mistress pulled my legs into her lap, holding them down and spread for her. With her other hand, she pushed two fingers into my pussy. I struggled to keep still as my senses started becoming overwhelmed. Tears started streaming from my eyes, as the pain eleswhere built up, but tinged with the pleasure, I felt release for the first time in almost a year – sure it wasn’t the orgasm my body was screaming for, but it was freeing.

I tried to say thank you to them, but all that came out was a moan as another smack landed. The next few moments blurred together, as I sunk deeper into my submission. My muscles all went slack; all fight going out of them. Mistress pushed her thumb into my ass, bringing me to the verge of cumming. It took all my remaining effort to fight my pleasure from cresting.

“Beg. Beg me to stop and not let you cum, slave.” Delight in my predicament, laced her voice. Master reached under me and twisted my other nipple hard enough that my moan became tinged with a scream.

I fought hard to catch my breath and form words. “Please… I can’t… stop… please Mistress.”

“Seems like our toy likes anal. Maybe we’ll have to get her a plug to wear all the time?” They continued talking back and forth about me as though I wasn’t there, spanking me and teasing me throughout. Finally, the spanking stopped and Mistress pulled her fingers out of me, leaving a hollow emptiness. Master got up and went downstairs to get dinner set up, which caused me to collapse onto the bed, spent. Mistress cradled me against her body for a bit, comforting me and bringing me back into a more grounded reality.

Finally after what seemed like hours but was surely only minutes, she brought me to my feet. “Hands behind your back” She clasped leather cuffs to my wrists, binding them tightly to my back. Then she wrapped an arm around my waist and safely walked me down to the dinner table. Mistress told me to wait, while Master readied food on the table, and she brought over a pillow from the couch and placed it on the ground next to her seat.

I spent dinner kneeling on the ground naked except for my collar and cuffs binding my wrists behind my back. They mostly talked as though I wasn’t in the room, though occasionally they’d ask me a question. Mistress fed me food, as I thought about what was in store for me after dinner. I promised myself that I’d be the best slave for them; in that moment, I felt so taken care of like a treasured pet.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lqgyxu/mff_i_celebrated_being_vaccinated_by_being_a