Jasmine Part 2

A warm breeze filled the room with summer air and the bright sun was shining through the window. Thinking that she was late for work, Jasmine jumped up and hit her head on the hard wooden bars. She suddenly realised where she was. The bars that surrounded her and the uncomfortable wet diaper brought her back to reality. "What the hell did I get myself into?" Was the only thought running through her mind? Yesterdays' activities abruptly came into focus and everything was in perspective. "Where the hell is James. I've got to get out of here and get out of this fucking wet diaper." She called out "James, James, James!" But there was no answer. She stopped and listened. The curtains rustled in the breeze and birds sang, but that was all. The house was perfectly still. She knew that James wouldn't be sleeping. Maybe he just went out for a walk, he'll be back.

Jasmine sat in her wet diaper wondering what to do. She wanted to change, the diaper had been wet since last night and she had to pee again. She wasn't going to do it in her soaked diaper. She pushed against the heavy wooden bars with all her strength but they wouldn't move. Jasmine grabbed them with both hands and shook, there was no escape. She reached into her plastic panties, they were damp and warm. The pampers kept the moisture away from her skin, that still felt smooth from the baby powder James had rubbed on last night. Overnight a little stubble grew, but her pussy was still smooth to the touch. She began to rub slowly, it felt so good making her forget her other urge. The pressure on her bladder amplified the sensation. She had her eyes closed and thought about her first day in slavery, reliving yesterdays shaving, spanking, bruised ass, and bald head. "Spank me James, spank me. Please make me obey." The juices began to flow and her clit became more sensitive. Jasmine laid back and spread her legs, resting her feet against the bars. She was moaning with pleasure, rubbing harder and harder. Her hand was beginning to tire from the effort and her breathing increased until finally, she achieved an orgasm.

As she relaxed her body, her bladder relaxed as well releasing the yellow liquid onto her hand and into the diaper. With her damp hand still in her panties she closed her eyes and relaxed. "It's a good thing I'm wearing plastic panties or the bed would be soaked, and James would definitely be pissed." When she opened her eyes Jasmine noticed a blinking red light in one corner of the room, it was a camcorder. James loved gadgets as well as submissive women. Jasmine realised that she was on videotape. "James told me to keep my hands off of my pussy. What's going to happen now? O shit, I should have realised that he would do something like this. He's going to beat my ass for sure." She couldn't do anything but wait for James to return. Time moved slowly, she might have been up for a half-hour or four hours. Jasmine just sat staring through the bars, out the window. A cat walked in the room, stopped to look at her and then ran away. "This is strange, my pussy is locked in a cage and that pussy is free." When Jasmine heard the front door open she called for James. "James, James I need to be changed. Please let me out, I'm soaked."

He slowly climbed the stairs. "Well my little slave how are you this morning? You look like you might be little damp."
"Let me out of here, I'm soaked. This is terrible please let me out."
"Have you been a good girl? I hope you haven't been playing with yourself." He turned toward the camera. "But that can be checked."
"What did you expect me to do. I didn't have anything else to do."
"But I told you that your pussy was mine and to keep your dirty little hands off. Now you'll have to be punished. Maybe I'll just leave you here all day."
"NO! Don't do that, spank me, do something else, just let me change. Please. I can't stand this wet diaper."
"I knew you couldn't keep your hands off. You've been masturbating your whole life. Dreaming of this moment. Your darkest, wildest dreams have come true. There aren't too many people who have their fantasies come true. I'm doing you a favour and you can't even keep your hands off your god dammed pussy. I should throw you out right now you ungrateful bitch."
"I won't do it again. I promise."
"Your damn right you won't do it again."
James walked over to the cage, opened the door, and attached a leash to her collar. He led her as she crawled down the stairs. Jasmine anxiously crawled over to the sink to wash her plastic panties. She washed up and waited for James to inspect her. He ran his fingers over her ass and pussy.
"It looks like you have a little five o'clock shadow. We'll take care of that later. I think you could use a little exercise. First I want you to drink this." He handed her a large bottle of water. Jasmine lay on her back sucking water through the nipple. This time James didn't put a diaper on her. Instead, he told her to get up. She was wearing only a T-shirt and pink socks.
James led her up the stairs and toward the back door. "We're going out for a little exercise." As they approached the door Jasmine hesitated for a second, but obediently followed. She stood on the back porch feeling strangely erotic, especially with her bald pussy exposed. Although she knew that there was no one else around Jasmine felt like there were a thousand eyes looking at her.

James lived in an old farmhouse on thirty acres of land. Half was farmland and the other half was wooded area with a large stand of pines. He had made trails throughout the property. Since it stood back from the road it was very private, the nearest neighbour was a half-mile away. He liked the privacy and the natural setting.
"You're going to go for a little run to those woods over there; to work off some of your energy."
James pointed toward the woods about a mile away.
"I'll follow on my bike. Here, put these shoes on. Since you like to keep your hands on your pussy I have a special treat for you. I want you to hold your hands out."
Jasmine obeyed. James wrapped a rope snugly around her wrists. Then he pulled the cord between her legs, up her ass, and then around her waist. He tied it tightly in place. She looked like she was wearing a G-string with her hands covering her pussy.
"Now that should make you happy, you can play with yourself as you run. And I'll be happy too, because you can't cover your white ass if I need to give you a little extra incentive to run faster. Like a sting from my switch."
James pulled out a switch, it whistled as he whipped it though the air. Jasmine tightened her ass cheeks at the thought of the impending pain.
"Please don't use that thing on me I'll be good."
"Jasmine you won't be good until you have a taste of this on your ass. Now bend over, I want you to see what it feels like, before we get started."

She bent over as far as she could. Her ass tensed as James let the instrument whistle past a few more times. Finally it struck. She jumped and let out a scream. The pain was sharp and intense, concentrated in a lone horizontal stripe across her ass. "Shit, it burned." James hooked a long chain to her collar, got on his bike, and told her to lead. She began running down the path. Her ass and small tits bounced up and down and her nipples stiffened as they rubbed against the soft material. James enjoyed the view from behind. Occasionally he would sting her ass with the tip of the switch. It didn't do any damage but it made her jump and helped her to maintain a good pace. The bright morning sun was hot and the air was humid, her T-shirt was soaked with sweat. Perspiration ran down her ass and legs, the white skin glistened in the sun.

Finally they reached the woods. Tall pines surrounded them and the ground was covered with needles. The cool shade felt good as Jasmine bent over to catch her breath, sucking air into her burning lungs. The sweat dripped off her face and down the crack of her ass. As usual James would not let her rest. He untied her hands and gave her another bottle of water to drink and a blanket to lay on. Jasmine sucked it down greedily, she was parched. When she was done James decided that he wanted a blowjob.

"Get on your knees and suck me bitch, crawl over here and suck me."
Jasmine did as she was told. She crawled through the stinging pine needles. Keeping her hands down, Jasmine grabbed his soft cock in her mouth. James moaned with delight. Jasmine tasted his salty perspiration, but that didn't bother her. She began to suck, drawing his cock deeply into her mouth. James grabbed the back of her head and forced it down on his prick. He loved the sight of his sweaty slut sucking a sweaty dick. Jasmine thought that she would gag, but she just relaxed her throat and let the shaft slide down, deeper and deeper. James began to thrust forward, they were moving in rhythm. Locked in an erotic embrace, moving to a tune known only to them. Finally his cum squirted into her mouth filling it with the sticky white cream. Jasmine was not sure if she should swallow or keep it in her mouth. James gave her permission to swallow. She sucked down the thick sticky liquid. It slithered down her throat. Jasmine let his dick out of her mouth, but that wasn't what James wanted.
"Finish what you started you sweaty bitch. Lick my balls and get all the cum off my cock."
She kept on sucking and licked his balls clean. His loose pubic hairs stuck to her tongue.

James devised another exercise for Jasmine. He rigged a seat made of nylon straps with two loops for her legs to slide into. The top of the loops connected to long bungee chords. Jasmine stepped through the loops, and James told her to sit back. There were straps connected to the bottom of the loops. These straps were connected so that they would not separate. As she sat, two straps provided the sole support for her ass, they had a tendency to pull her thighs apart, exposing her bald pussy. James tied her arms to the bungee chords. With any movement, Jasmine bounced up and down.
"I want you to bounce using your legs, just push up and down."
James grabbed the switch and hit her ass. Jasmine began to bounce.
"Lets see how long you can go. You must have extra of energy, why else would you play with yourself."
Jasmine began bouncing up and down in the strange seat. When she didn't move fast enough James whipped her ass. The pain was sharp and concentrated. Jasmine looked like a puppet doing a wild dance. She was bouncing so hard that her ass was almost touching the ground. Her legs began to tire, but James would not let her stop. She thought she would die of exhaustion. Finally he let her stop. She sat back in the seat sucking air into her lungs her body bobbing up and down. James let her rest for a few minutes and then he untied her.

"I want to see you piss. Go over there and squat." Jasmine hesitated, no one had ever seen her piss before. Although she had peed in the diaper, at least she was covered and had some privacy. James wanted to see her degraded in every way. He wanted to be in control of her entire body and all its functions, but Jasmine was reluctant to let him see piss coming out of her pussy. The last person who enjoyed that view was her mother. Giving in, Jasmine squatted and released the golden flow. A small stream formed between her legs and flowed away. Her shaved cunt gave James a good view of the liquid flowing out. Jasmine kept her head bowed in shame as the last drops dripped out. Her pussy lips glistened from the piss clinging them.
"Come on, its time to go back."

Jasmine ran back with what little energy that she had left. She ate, bathed, and shaved. James decided to let the hair on her head grow, but the rest of her body had to be clean shaven. When she was done Jasmine laid back on the cold stainless steel table. James examined her body for any hint of hair.
"You've done an excellent job I can't see any hair, you've even reached those hard to get at places."
He rubbed her asshole.
"I've got a little present for you. I want you to draw your knees up to your chest and hold them there. I'm going to lubricate you a bit."
He rubbed KY jelly in her asshole.
"Now keep that pose while I push this in."
James showed her a thin, five-inch long butt plug.
"You're going to wear this for a few days, I need to gradually stretch you out, your asshole is too small. You'll wear bigger and bigger plugs over the next few months."

Jasmine bravely remained still as the hard rubber object was inserted. It filled the void between her cheeks, but it was not uncomfortable, in fact it felt kind of good. She wiggled her ass slightly to seat it comfortably. She had often fantasised about wearing a butt plug. This would be an additional reminder of her subservience to James. There were times when she sat through a boring meeting dreaming about wearing a butt plug. As the speaker gave his presentation, Jasmine would slowly squirm at the thought. "I wish that I had a loving master who would make me wear a plug all day long." She longed for the day when she would be completely dominated. Often her mind would run out of control throughout the course of a meeting. No one noticed the slow deliberate movement of her ass or her thighs moving under the table. Jasmine would be so excited that any friction on her pussy would excite her. Her pussy would be soaked at the thought of a real plug up her ass all day, and the only people who knew would be her and her master. She thought that her fantasy would never be fulfilled.

James drew a plastic strap tightly up her ass through her legs and around her waist to hold the plug in place. Then he put her diaper and plastic panties on. She would go topless today, James wanted to see her small tits because she was so self-conscience about them. Jasmine got off the table and moved around the room slowly, getting used to the addition to her anatomy. Her small tits jiggled as she shook her ass, getting used to the plug. James told her to walk around the room. He watched her naked tits and diapered ass. Jasmine was red from embarrassment. "Will I ever get used to showing off my tits and wearing a diaper?" She thought. James said "Come on, I have some educational movies for you to watch."

Then he led her to the TV room and told her to sit in the wooden chair in the centre of the room. He directed Jasmine to sit in the chair. She sat slowly, her ass was sore from the morning workout, especially from the big red welt across it. Her butt plug also took some getting used to. As she sat it slid up her ass a few more inches. James tied her securely to the chair. First he wrapped the soft cotton cord around her forearms and the arms of the chair. Then he wrapped her upper arms to the back of the chair. Her legs were next. The rope spiralled up her lower legs and the legs of the chair. James did not want her marked so the ropes were loose, but Jasmine was secured to the chair. When he was done James stood back to admire his handiwork. Jasmine struggled against the bonds but she wasn't going anywhere. The chair wouldn't even move, since it was fastened to the floor.
"James what are you going to do, I can't move."
"You little bitch I'll do whatever I want. I think that you need to learn to suck cock properly. I don't want just some amateur little slut sucking on my dick. I have some films for you to watch so that you can prefect your technique. There's more to giving your master pleasure than simply taking his dick in your mouth and sucking. I'll bet that you've been sucking dick the same way since high school. Well, although you're my baby slave I want you to suck cock like the adult slut that you really are."
"Haven't I done a good job on you? I've tried my best."
"Your best isn't good enough. If you think that I'm going to put up with your high school cock sucking you're crazy. After you watch these movies you should improve or that lonely stripe across your cute little ass is going to have a lot of company. I have five hours of movies here, all cock sucking. You better watch every scene because you're going to be tested on it later. If you have to pee don't even bother me, I have work to do. I'll be back when the tape is done. You better be quiet too, if I hear any noise I have this ball gag to keep you quiet."
With that James grabbed her nipples and gave her tits a good shaking.
"Here's something to warm you up for the movies. I bet that you just love when I play with your little titties. Maybe if I pull on them enough they'll get bigger." Jasmine wanted to scream from the pain/pleasure but knew better. After a few minutes He turned on the TV and VCR and walked away.

Jasmine was alone with the picture. As the movie began she squirmed in her chair but she knew that she wasn't going anywhere. A beautiful, full, female ass appeared on the screen. It wiggled, like a happy dog shaking its tail. There was moaning in the background and a muted sucking sound. The camera panned past the wiggling ass. A side view of a naked woman appeared, she wiggled her ass with joy and her tits dangled toward the floor the nipples sticking out long and stiff. She had her face buried in a mans' crotch. Her head was bobbing up and down, on his rigid cock. She sucked the entire thing into her mouth and down her throat.

Occasionally she would take her mouth off, and slowly glide her tongue up and down the shiny surface. She would moisten the shaft with her saliva and lick it clean. She ran her tongue over his balls washing them thoroughly. Then she took one and then the other into her mouth sucking gently. His entire crotch was soaked. The man reached down and squeezed her nipples. This caused her to moan and wiggle her ass even quicker. Every move she made was slow and deliberate. She wanted to make the experience last and to give the unseen man maximum pleasure. She had him lie on his back and continued to lick his balls. Then she moved to his inner thighs, progressively moving toward his asshole. He lifted his legs to give her hungry mouth full access. She licked his ass slowly drawing her tongue up the hard muscular globes. They began to shine. She worked in a circular motion with the circle gradually getting smaller. Her tongue moved toward the musky smelling bull’s eye. As she licked his ass her fingers moved up and down the stiff cock. Her long red fingernails gently scratched the surface of his cock and balls. Finally her tongue reached its target. It darted in and out licking the musky surface. The camera zoomed in for a close-up, a pink tongue probing deeper and deeper, poking into the brown puckered hole. The man was grinding his ass into her face and she shoved her tongue deeper and deeper into his asshole. He was crazy with passion. When he was about to cum he turned over and jammed his cock into her open mouth. As she closed her red lips over it he came. The warm liquid spurted into the back of her throat. Before he was done he pulled out and shot onto her face. She stuck her tongue out to receive the sticky liquid, but that was not his purpose. He wanted her to wear his cum, so he squirted onto her forehead. He took her hand and rubbed it slowly into her face. He kept rubbing, his only words were "Finish the job bitch and lick it clean." The scene suddenly cut away.

The next scene appeared; two women were sucking on a dick. Jasmine sat watching scene after scene, each made her increasingly horny. Her diaper was soaked with sticky juices and piss. She wiggled in the chair trying to make herself cum; the butt plug only added to her frustration. She kept thinking; "If I could only touch my aching pussy for only one second I would cum, please James come back and touch me please. I just need one little rub." She remembered when she came in the soaked diaper. Nothing touched her pussy then but at least she could move around. Now, the ropes held her in place so that she could barely move. Each scene made her frustration worse. James had spliced hundreds of scenes. The way women sucked cock was incredible. Jasmine had never imagined what she was seeing.
James could beat her as hard as he liked but this was worse punishment than anything she had ever had to endure. Jasmine was used to bringing herself off whenever she wanted. Even after those boring meetings, when her mind wandered, she could go to the ladies room sit in the stall and rub herself off. Today she just had to sit and endure. After four hours her mouth began to water at the thought of having a cock in it. She listened to the moans and groans, and placed herself in the video. A big cock rammed down her throat and the warm cum squirting onto her face and tits, and finally her master letting her cum. She would experience multiple orgasms with just the touch of his hand.

As the excitement built Jasmine let another warm stream into her diaper. The warmth only increased her frustration "Please come back James if I don't cum soon I'll die please." In frustration she began to wiggle her ass violently trying to generate some friction in the wet diaper. She was breathing heavily, and soaked in sweat but nothing worked. Finally she slumped over in frustration and exhaustion, sobbing quietly to herself. The videos continued uninterrupted. Jasmine could only watch quietly.

She heard the doorbell ring. Who could that be? Then she heard voices and laughter. She began to worry. Did James have company? Who would he have over, with me in this condition? Maybe someone just came over to pick up work. Since James ran a consulting business from his house it was probably just a client. The laughter increased, then it stopped. Footsteps seemed to move toward the TV room. "There's no way that he would bring someone in here, NO FUCKING WAY. I never agreed to that." The footsteps grew louder and Jasmine was crazy with worry. "If anyone else sees me I'll die." The steps went past the door and were drowned out by the videos. She had forgotten that the TV was still on. Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief and continued watching, squirming in frustration for the final hour. Suddenly, the door opened, she heard a woman's voice.