Wow... This Was A Good One

On Sunday during the football playoffs, Master sent me to the punishment spot near the creek and railroad tracks. The real penalty wasn’t missing the games; it was spending nearly three hours there being punished in various ways. I had my breasts bound, was naked with the risk of discovery, dealt with ants, got buried, crawled through mud, and scraped my tits against the dirt as I moved around. It was intense work, especially since I wore an estim butt plug set to a very high level.

The most extreme part happened by accident. As I headed back to my car, my breasts were still bound and naked under just a denim shirt, sandals, and carrying my bag of gear. I walked into a more public area near the main street, visible from the office buildings across the road. The offices weren’t much concern since it was a football Sunday, but you never know for sure. Traffic was light, with cars passing every few minutes.

There was this pole sticking out of the ground—a deadman tie-down from an old telephone line. It had a head on top that looked like it held cables once before and was about three-quarters of an inch in diameter. I stood beside it, thinking it might slip into my pussy; it would go in about six inches. This gave Master an idea… It was still afternoon, broad daylight, with the street only fifty feet away. Bushes partly obscured the view but not completely. Master decided I needed more punishment than what had already happened.

Master made me hide the bag I carried after pulling out two pieces of rope. Then carefully making my way to the pole while checking for pedestrians walking by and watching cars pass, noting drivers looking straight ahead rather than toward the pole—but there was always a chance someone might glance sideways or have a passenger notice me. Excited almost to dripping wetness, when I straddled the tie-down head and slowly pushed it into my pussy, the pole slid in easily.

After going about five to six inches deep, I stood on tiptoes because discomfort grew; I didn’t want injury. Master had me take a thin rope, reach down between shirt tails, loop through my clit ring, go around the pipe, then back up tying both ends together at the ring. Then Master tied my thighs with another length of rope so now impaled and secured to it—I couldn’t get off.

Two cars passed without issue though stress mounted—what if they glanced over? Sun beating down as Master unbuttoned my shirt; stuck there fully visible yet still covered somewhat by fabric until then. Next, aggressive moves: Master pushed the punish button on the estim butt plug set high enough to cause painful shocks in ass leading legs buckle while pole went higher into pussy pulling harder at clit ring too.

Scared not just from pain but involuntary reaction nearly causing fall due electrical shock; recovered excruciating ache buttocks plus yanking/pulling sensation around clitoral area finally standing again upon toes relieving some pressure. Master annoyed I’m lightweight so ordered removal shirt laying ground useless if passerby sees nakedness impaled form under midday sun still bound breasts fearing exposure greatly.

Another push awaited hesitation moments knowing result horrific pain demands great dedication towards one’s master though eventually pressed button resulting near unbearable agony doubling over losing balance deepening pole insertion twisting bouncing pulling attached rope tugging strongly at clit ring feeling like tearing apart clitoral attachment amidst ripping crotch sensation taking longer recover jolt standing once more atop toes still naked impaled caring less visibility now.

Master pleased continued; glanced around spotted car driving past thought saw eye contact but no stop so assumed disbelief sighted me. Toes giving out after prolonged stand time pussy feeling abused constant clitoral ache accompanied pleasure evident expression Master’s face ordered increase shock intensity seven more units via remote control device—amount considerable given already near incapacitating setting addition severe extra punishment endured.

Naked toes unable move due pole penetration + tethering causing continuous torment bordering unbearable levels new higher configuration commanded another press despite pause hesitation anticipating crippling results surpass previous experiences worn naked illuminated middle-afternoon sunlight full view deserved extremely painful tribute thus after much delay built courage pressed button yielding most intense electrical surge ever felt ass convulsed shock traveled down limbs crumbling forcing pole deeper stretching bound clitoris limits tried grab hold poles hands impossible paralyzed impaled enduring unprecedented suffering until end electrical current ceased attempted recovery shaking still sore wobbly legs barely supporting weight seemed eternity passed able rise toes untie thigh ropes then release clit ring tether slowly lift body pole lay dirt base prolonged period retrieved shirt manage button mostly halfway secured remained shaky managed reach car blocks distant once inside seat relaxed slightly.

Clit throbbing breasts tied safely home without further tribulations.