Years ago (I am not going to say how many years ago) a man put a ball gag on me. It was at a small party that I knew would become a gangbang, with about 10 guys. Once everybody was naked, I learned what hell would be like for me. All those delicious cocks around and a gag keeping me from licking and sucking them, definitely hell! My Master knows that is my version of hell and has used it as punishment a couple of times. However, he has taken it even further.

I live to give pleasure to my sexual partners, especially men. That is my whole purpose in life. When I am serving my purpose, I usually orgasm quickly and repeatedly. Since my Master has been fucking me, and watching me get fucked, for over 15 years now, he is completely familiar with me and my body. He knows what will get me excited and aroused, and what does not. He uses that knowledge to devise my punishments.

The playroom is now equipped with the sets of shackles, pillories, padded tables with restraints and other bondage equipment. Being shackled or otherwise restrained is not a punishment, most of the time, but once I am restrained, I learn whether I am to be punished or not. Some punishments are for infractions, like I was once sucking a dog cock and I made the dog cum too quickly and another time my Master read a story I had sent to a man online and my Master did not find it arousing enough. He said it did not make him "need" to pound his cock down my throat.

For making the dog cum too quickly, I was shackled to the wall and forced to watch my Master and a few other men using another slut for their pleasure. Occasionally one of the men would approach me with an ostrich feature and tickle my nipples or clit, thighs or labia. The tickling allowed me to become aroused, but not orgasm. A few times fingers were shoved into my cunt, but never long enough to relieve my pent-up desires. I remained shackled for hours, unable to touch myself and only being teased by the men and the slut.

Another time, I was put in a pillory, on my knees, with my legs spread. Again the 6 men were using a couple of sluts for their pleasures and I was only being teased, but this time cocks were being rammed into my holes. They would pump in and out of me for just a few strokes before pulling out and slamming into one of the other sluts. A couple of times, one of the sluts used a strap-on to fuck me for a few strokes. I was not even allowed to clean cum from any cocks or from any slutty holes. I got so frustrated, I thought I would lose my mind.

I have been tied and placed next to a toilet, where the only attention I got was when somebody, male or female, pissed through the ring gag I was wearing. Even the dogs were brought in to empty their bladders. When I was finally untied, I had to clean up the mess caused by the piss that missed, or overflowed from, my mouth.

Other forms of punishment have included having large butt plugs pushed into my ass and having to keep it there throughout the day. Having a vibrator, controlled remotely pushed into my pussy and never knowing when, or for how long, or at what setting, it would be activated.

One punishment allowed me to fulfill my purpose, but not relieve my own frustrations. I was blindfolded and a hood was placed over my head, so there was no way I could see where I was being led. Still only wearing my collar, stockings and heels, I was put into a vehicle. We traveled for maybe a half hour before we stopped and I was led from the vehicle. The walk was rough, obviously along a path through trees. When we reached the end of the walk, I was tied, bent over at the waist, with my legs spread and my arms outstretched from my shoulders. The hood was removed, but not the blindfold.

I could hear birds and a babbling stream nearby, and in the distance, human sounds, including voices but indistinct. It was only a few minutes before some of the voices began to get closer. Moments before my head was pulled back by my hair so my mouth was forced open, the odor of the unwashed assailed my nostrils. The first dirty cock pushed into my mouth and did not stop until it was in my throat. That cock was just starting to fuck my face when another was jammed into my pussy. Cock after cock pushed into me, but between every one of them, I was doused with cold water. A few times a tube was shoved into my pussy or ass and the cold water gushed into me. Every dousing reduced my arousal to near zero, denying me any chance of an orgasm. Many of the cocks wore condoms, denying me even the stimulation of cum gushing into me.

Eventually, I was untied, put on my knees and forced to stroke and suck more cocks so they could dump their loads onto me and into my face. I guess I had finally finished off the last cock when the blindfold was removed and I found myself surrounded by grinning, dirty homeless men. With a lease attached to my collar, I was led away while the men told me to hurry back. At the edge of the small patch of woods, the leash was removed and I was told to stay there until my Master and the 2 guys with him had reached the SUV, which I could see on the far side of a parking lot. With only my collar, heels, torn stockings and a cum coating, I was then to walk to the vehicle. I was maybe halfway across the parking lot when the SUV pulled out of the lot. It was a Sunday morning, so there were not a lot of people around, but the approximately half mile of street I had to walk to find my Master was not deserted.

Slaves need discipline occasionally. I know that and expect, and I must enjoy it, no matter what it is.