He tells me that the pain won’t last long and to open my legs. I open them and he begins to gently touch my clit and then move his hands around my t...ighs. I am turned on again and want him to fuck me so bad! As if he can read my mind he is suddenly hovering over me and I feel his breath on my nipple. I feel his cock against my thigh and I try to move so that it touches my hot, ready pussy. He tells me to wait until I have permission and pinches my nipple hard. I scream out as it hurt me. She was completely at his mercy and under his control. It made her pussy even wetter knowing this.“Are those knots tied tight, slut?” he asked her, as he walked slowly around her chair inspecting his work.“Yes Sir,” she said.“And the ropes are strong?” he asked.“Yes Sir,”“So you are tied securely, then?”“Oh yes, Master, very securely.”“And how does that make you feel to know that you cannot escape and that you are completely helpless?” he asked her, teasing her with his words.“It feels. "I'm proud of you. You can do it. Ride the pain." That kind of thing.After the endorphins had left her system, I started training her in earnest. "You need to get your mind off of your pain and pleasure, or you'll either pass out, or go insane."How do I do that, Master?" You think of something un-sexy. Something that will distract you from these sensations. Close your eyes, and think un-sexy thoughts."Pyx tried, but she was having trouble thinking straight. "I'm sorry, Master. Can you help me?". Afterwards the mud would be spread out on a nearby hill to dryout."What's interesting is that the potency of the minerals in the muddoesn't seem to diminish, even after multiple uses," explained Judy."What do the baths look like?" asked Liz."They're large copper kettles! There was a chocolate factory that wentout of business, and I was able to buy them as scrap. We have themhinged, so that we can just dump out the mud after we're done. Thecopper also allows us to control the heat of the mud.