When Jeff let me go, I went over to the trustee's quarters. Linda met me there. She threw her arms around my neck, and kissed me full on the mouth. My cock grew immediately as her soft body pressed against me, and I ran my hands down to her rounded bottom.

Her hands went to my belt and she undid my shorts. She slid her hand inside and I thought I was in heaven when she manipulated my cock. It popped out like it had a mind of its own, when she yanked my shorts to my ankles. Getting on her knees she licked the head round and round, driving me to estatic heights.

Then suddenly, she enclosed her hand around my balls. My feeling went from pleasure to pain in an instant.

"I'm a switch Pete, and right now I'm in a Domme mood. Follow me over to the bed." She tied a rope around my nuts and led me there.

Ordering me to lie on my back, she tied off the rope to one of the bedposts at the foot of the bed. She took another piece of rope and looped it around the shaft of my cock; she tied the other end to the other bedpost. I was literally anchored to the bed by my cock and balls and by my wrists which she bound to the bedposts at the front of the bed.

Sitting up on my chest she smiled down at me, with her boobs hitting me in the face. "Isn't this fun?" She grinned. Then she slapped me in the face. "Answer me slave. I know how much a pain-slut you are!"

"Yes Mistress!"....."Yes Mistress what?!"...."Yes Mistress I'm having fun."...."That's better."

She hopped off the bed and grabbed a paper bag. She emptied out the contents, which were metal clothepins. "I think you need decorating slave," she laughed. One by one, she attached them all over the front of my body. Nipples, ball sac, cock, upper arms, thighs and calves were literally filled with these biting implements of torture.

Then she brought her pussy so that it was even with my mouth. "Isn't this fun slave?" Of course I had to agree. I felt the wet, slightly hairy cunt pressing against my mouth. I didn't need to be told what to do.

When she came, she removed each clothespin by whipping them off one at a time. She then got off, but didn't do anything that freed me. She kackled.

"I've got to greet a new slave girl, see you later, boy. We'll play some more later."

I was literally left tied to the bed.