YPA: Your Privacy Assured/YPA.ISO/text/brand.txt

Text File | 1995-01-06 | 11KB | 356 lines

                            The Branding


      You have me come over to your house one night. As

      I enter through the door, you come across the room and wrap

      your arms around me, giving me a long ardorous kiss.  "It's

      good to see you," you say. You drop to your knees and begin

      kissing my feet. You stay there until I give you permission

      to rise.



      In my hand I hold a bag, containing the "toys" that we like

      to play with. I have told you that I have a small surprise

      for you.  I have been working on this surprise for you for a

      long time.  For two days I wore a pair of pink nylon panties

      with a cotton crotch.  Before putting the panties on I

      sprayed some of my favorite perfume on them.  When finished

      wearing them, I placed them in a plastic baggy so as not to

      lose the scent.



      I tell you to go into the bedroom and strip down to nothing,

      you quickly obey.  I return to my car and retrieve a 3 foot

      spreader bar from the trunk.  Entering the bedroom I see you

      standing there, naked, perhaps a little apprehensive.  You

      look at the spreader bar in my hand. Your eyes widen with

      surprise. I smile and tell you that you will be in for

      something we have never yet done.



      Glancing down I notice that you have a hard-on. My smile

      widens to an almost grin. To myself I am thinking, "you won't

      have that much longer, honey!" I hand you the spreader bar

      and tell you to attach it to your ankles. You reach for the

      bar and I hold on to it just a little longer than you

      anticipate.  You look at me with a question in your eyes.

      But all you get from me is a smile.  You take the locks and

      place the leather ankle cuffs around your ankles, attaching

      them to the spreader bar.



      Standing up you look at me waiting for your next command.  I

      take out the leather collar and hand it to you telling you to

      now lock that in place. Then I reach in and get out the

      leather wrist cuffs.  Placing your hands behind your back, I

      lock them on your wrists.  Taking out a leather leash I

      attach a loop from the collar running down through the loops

      on the wrist cuffs.  You are forced to stand in the hall way

      with the collar chained to an eye bolt in the crawl hole.  It

      is tightly attached so you must stand quiet and erect to

      avoid being chocked by the collar.  Reaching into the bag I

      pull out the little baggy with the panties in it.  I take the

      panties out of the bag.  Having been in there for a time, the

      aroma of pussy juices and slight urine mixed with perfume is

      intoxicating.  I kiss you full on the mouth my tongue

      reaching,  and probing deep into your mouth. Gently I place

      the panties over the top of your head.  Placing the "used"

      crotch over your nose. You breathe in deeply,

      taking in the aroma of the juices and perfume. Your penis is

      now at it's hardest possible. You cannot see around the

      panties, being used as a blindfold.  I reach down and run my

      fingers around your penis and balls.  I feel you quiver under

      my soft caressing touch.  Running my fingers up the

      shaft of your penis, I play with the head, running my fingers

      around the brim. A tiny droplet has escaped the opening of

      your penis. I take this and run it around the head of your

      penis.  It feels so sensuous and good to you. I next attach

      the nipples clamps tightly to each of your nipples and inform

      you that I am going to do new things to you and that there is

      nothing you can do to prevent it. You are helpless and

      completely under my control.



       Suddenly you feel something warm being poured over your

      balls and your penis. With the panties over your face and the

      smell of my juices flowing through your nostrils, you are not

      able to make out what this liquid might be. I take hold of

      your balls and hold them straight up. You feel a cold hard

      steel-like object being run up one side of your balls.

      Instantly your hard-on is gone.  You mumble something from

      underneath the panties.  You realize that I am about to shave

      you!  Muttering objections you try to move away but the tight

      chain attaching the collar to the eye bolt in the ceiling

      hold you tightly in place.  Realizing that you are totally

      helpless, and choking from the pull of the collar you remain

      motionless and again protest what I am about to do. I let

      your balls drop and reach up over your head, removing the

      panties, I ball them up and stuff them in your mouth.  You


      can no longer talk or protest.  Once again I raise your balls

      and begin shaving them. Slowly I shave off all the hair on

      your balls and then proceed to shave around your penis.

      Thoughts are going through your mind, wondering if I am going

      to harm you by cutting you.  Successfully completing the

      shaving, without cutting you, I move back to admire my work

      and look at your hairless genitals.



        I tell you that I have gotten a special toy made at the

      Pleasure Palace. It is an item made in the form of my

      initials. It is a form of branding iron that I will heat over

      the stove and brand you where I have just removed your pubic

      hair. I delight in watching your shock at hearing what I have

      planned for you. There is no turning back as you are

      completely helpless to protest in any way. I detail the

      complete procedure enjoying the fear and panic that you are

      experiencing. I will first apply ice and then a local

      anesthetic to dull the pain.  This brand is made of my

      initials about 1/2 inch in height.  You are unable to do

      anything to prevent me from continuing.  I explain that the

      hair will eventually grow back over the brand but that it

      will be there forever.  When you are to be punished for

      serious infractions you will be reshaved so the brand can be

      seen by to remind you of my dominance. The hair will be

      allowed to grow over the brand covering it when you act in

      such a way that it is obvious that you are aware of my

      dominance. You will only be shaved when circumstances require

      you be reminded of your submissiveness. I know there will be

      pain but have no intent of stopping the branding. I get ice

      and bring out the anesthetic. The brand is to be heated over

      the burners of the stove. They were made at the Pleasure

      Palace and the letters are backward so they will stamp out

      correctly on their intended object.  I apply ice to a spot

      around the base of your penis... After 5 minutes of numbing

      you I apply some of the anesthetic to the same spot. I then

      attach the brand to a holder and heat it to a cherry red over

      the stove. Your eyes are wide with fright and you try to

      mumble some kind of objection to what is taking place. There

      is absolutely nothing you can do to prevent the branding and

      your struggles are only rewarded by the collar tightening

      around your neck cutting off your air. I come back into the

      hallway and re-apply the anesthetic to the same spot. Without

      a further word I press the brand to your skin and hold it

      there until it has cooled.  You pull against the chains but

      are forced to remain still to avoid choking.  My panties

      stuffed in your mouth muffles your cries of pain.  I finally

      remove the brand and apply a burn dressing to the spot of the

      brand. You are left in the hall for a while longer until the

      pain subsides...I make it clear to you that you are now mine,

      branded by me as an animal for the rest of your life.  You

      are finally released and I give you the burn medicine and

      tell you to apply in for a week to speed up the healing of

      the wound.  After a week the blisters will have gone and the

      brand will be totally visible and totally permanent. As the

      hair re-grows around your penis the brand will be covered

      with only you and I knowing it is there. It will remain

      covered unless, as you have been told, I find it necessary to

      make it visible to remind you of my dominance.



      I march you into the bathroom and turn on the shower.  The

      water is quite hot. I tell you to get in the shower and wash

      yourself off as best you can.  Standing in the shower, you

      reach for the soap. It slips out of your hands and drops to

      the floor. You bend down to pick up the soap.  Washing

      yourself is no easy task.  Once completed, you rinse off and

      step out of the shower.  I take a towel and dry you off.

      Once done, I tell you to go back in to the bedroom.  You

      immediately return to the bedroom and turn to face me. Once

      again the spreader bar is put in place with the ankle cuffs.

      Your hands are cuffed and locked to the collar around your

      neck.  Squatting down over your face, facing your balls, I

      tell you that you must now lick and suck me until I cum.  I

      lower my mouth over your balls taking one at a time in my

      mouth.  The smooth feeling of soft shaven balls is delicious.

      I run my tongue up and down the shaft of your penis. Once

      again you get a hard-on like never before.  All the time your

      licking and sucking becomes more ferocious.  You thrust your

      tongue deep inside my pussy with every lick up the shaft of

      your penis.  I run my tongue around the base of your balls.

      You have never felt anything so good. The soft feeling of my

      tongue on your balls with no hair is almost more than you can

      bare.



      The smell and taste of my pussy excites you. The feel of my

      tongue going around and around on your balls is tantalizing.

      Your sucking on my pussy becomes harder and harder as my

      mouth goes up and down your shaft faster and faster.  You

      reach for my tits, but the restraints on your wrists won't

      let you. I maneuver myself so that you can reach a nipple

      with your fingers. As you squeeze, you let out a loud groan,

      the cum spilling into my mouth. At the same time you feel a

      hot warm liquid spilling from my pussy. With one last final

      suck, you fall limp on the bed.

      In a week or so the brand has fully healed leaving two

      perfectly formed 1/2" high letters that will be there

      forever.