Prison Slut Poppet

Consider this, dear reader. Have you ever had to spend time in a prison? If so, whilst inside, did you have to take a walk of shame in your wing, your tits and arse out for all to see, teetering about in stripper heels? Were you then escorted to your cell, cuffed and made to pose for your cell mate? Bent over, on the floor, available to them? The next morning were you beaten and tortured by them? Made to such their cock and sniff their worn underwear before being bent over, fucked and made to cum? If so, then you too have experienced the fun time i spent with Owner this weekend!

It was a cold and windy day when i was escorted to prison in an unfamiliar city (Oxford to be precise). And, yes - it genuinely was a prison. Was here being the operative word. For the hotel we stayed in was formerly Her Majesty's Prison Oxford (now transformed into into a very unusual hotel). Our room (or cell) was on A-wing and yes, i did walk around on that balcony dressed in slut heels, spanking skirt, bustier and a pair of hold-ups and nothing else. My bum and boobs were indeed on show for anyone else to see the moment they stepped out of their room, or the lift or just looked up from the lounge down below. In reality nobody did, but they could have at any minute, which was fun, especially for an exhibitionist slut like me!

The walk of no shame in leather bustier, spanking skirt and heels

Bum and tits out

into the cell with you!

The prison/hotel wing in all its daytime glory - i really could be seen from all angles!

In our cell (room) i was handcuffed and yes, i did indeed pose for Owner, showing Her my breasts and derriere, even my right nipple was adorned by a handcuff nipple ring.

No escaping this cell

Mercy, mercy

Time to 'spread'

Helpless and vulnerable

The next day, after breakfast, Owner tortured and abused me. First She attached mini pegs to my un-chastised clit before beating it repeatedly with Her leather fly swat (striking me over one hundred times). Then She placed Her aromatic knickers over my head, clamped one of my nipples with a clover clamp and attached the other end to my now pulsating clit, pulling the chain that connected both clamps tight.

Owners' vibrator and my clamped clitty

Owner tugging on my clamped clitty with Her leather fly swat

My clit was on fire at this point, clamps biting into its swollen flesh. It was then that Owner climbed astride me, took out Her vibrator and started to grind Her pussy against my hard, clamped clit, pleasuring Herself. Each movement of Her hips caused the clamps on my clit to dig deeper into my flesh. Enjoying my discomfort Owner pleasured Herself until She came, then pleasured Herself some more. As She did so She thrust a dildo into my mouth and instructed me to deep-throat it and make it 'wet to fuck you with'.

When She was satiated She turned me onto all fours, replaced the dildo i was fellating with another and used the one i had been sucking on to fuck me in my pussy.  i was desperate to feel Her cock inside me and soon it was buried, balls deep, in my very accommodating pussy. Owner struck up a steady rhythm, thrusting Her phallus in and out of me. My hips pushed back to meet Her thrusts as i moaned whilst i simultaneously sucked on the fresh dildo She had provided for me. 

My clit was still adorned with clamps but these did not dampen my excitement, quite the contrary. My pleasure intensified when Owner, whilst continuing to fuck me,  reached around and grabbed my hard, clamped clit and began to masturbate me vigorously. The sensation, the heady mix of pleasure and pain, Her cock inside me, pegs digging into flesh as Her hand worked feverishly, was all too much. i asked permission to cum and, when this was approved, i came...copiously. Owner scooped up my mess in Her fingers and fed it to me, smearing cum on my face as She did. God, how i have come to love (and miss) the taste!

It was, as you can see, quite an exciting weekend!

Oh, and whilst we were in Oxford we also went to a great exhibition about Tokyo at the Ashmoleum Museum and had a great meal out in which Owner permitted me to drink a martini cocktail, aptly named a 'pornstar'.

We returned this afternoon and i was soon back to my household chores,  sweeping and then mopping all the floors after having first unpacked our case from our overnight stay. Next week sees the start of the advent calendar Owner has created for me. My usual twice weekly 'indoor' challenges and weekly canings/spankings have been suspended by Owner for the period of advent, to be replaced by whatever that day's advent instructions i receive. It promises to be an 'interesting' December!