Richard looked at her intently as she lay there helpless and waiting. Here on the bed he had stretched her limbs to all four corners with the use of black nylon tether straps and soft leather cuffs. In her mouth was a black ball gag, and a blindfold effectively removed her sight.
She was breathing heavily and small beads of perspiration were forming on her face and upper chest. She was aroused by the bondage, but more than that, by the headiness of her anxiety and the anticipation of what was to come.
This was her hidden secret. With all other men she was a stong and exacting dominant, but her lifelong friend Richard was different. He was the only one who could top her and take her to that special place. And now here lay Monique, surrendered and waiting, longing for his touch and his control.
Richard would go slowly. That was his passion, the slow burn, the teasing of her senses, the pleasure/pain paradox, the bringing of her to the pre-orgasmic plateau... and holding her there.
With tender hands he started to touch her. He stroked her body and made love to her skin with his fingertips. She was incredibly wet and the room soon filled with the familiar scent of her open cunt and the body oil she was wearing. Richard continued to touch her and began to carefully work his fingers over each one of her lean and sensitive ribs, Monique flinching with each movement of his hand.
He had obtained some special nipple clips for her and gently placed them on her erect nipples. They were light in weight and did not pinch hard, but they had teeth like small needles that caused a constant and intense stinging sensation on her delicate flesh.
Moving his hands further down her now glistening body, Richard started to tease her sex. She was completely shaven and her wetness was flowing from her open lips. He stroked and played with her, taking his time and watching her slowly unravel. The intense stinging of the nipple clips on her breasts and the relentless pleasure of his fingers was driving her mad.
She wanted him desperately, but he waited, and watched, and waited, all the while increasing the intensity of her arousal. But he would not let her climax. He was a master at this game and he held her there on that plateau, hovering in ecstasy, and just out of reach of the orgasm she would do anything for.
And then, when it seemed like she would snap apart, he moved between her legs, slid forward, and filled her with his bulging erection. He fucked her hard and fast, watching her scream in to her gag as a blinding orgasm enveloped her slender body....
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part IV
Author's note: Parts I through III should be read first...
When the six boys had finished fucking her, Monique came to Sarah’s side and ran her nails down her neck and spine. “Good girl my little pet, the audience is enjoying your performance. And now I want you to thank Alexander.” At that, Monique called for a large ring gag to replace the ball that held her jaws so wide apart. Sarah’s heart raced as she wondered what would come next, but as the muscled black slave moved in front of her, she knew what was in store. With the ring now firmly in place and Sarah’s mouth completely defenseless, Monique grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Start fucking her throat Alexander, and don’t stop until you fill her with semen.”
Alexander’s erection was long and thick, and its black skin glistened in the light. Sarah panicked as it slid in to her mouth and he pushed down her throat. She fought the gag reflex at the back of her mouth and held her breath as it cut off her air supply. Steadily he pushed his shaft forward until her lips were touching the skin of his belly, and then he pulled out, and then in again, and out. Sarah could tell he was very aroused by the hardness of his cock and the copious amounts of precum that were flowing from his engorged head.
“My, my, what a good little cock sucker she is”, Monique observed. “Richard has trained her well. Let’s see if we can provide her with a little discomfort Alexander. Push all the way in and then stop. I want to see how long the little bitch can go without air.” Thrusting in as deep as he could go, the large slave obediently stopped. The audience watched in silence as Sarah soon started to struggle for air. Tears were flowing from her eyes and the bells on her nipple clips were jingling as she jerked in her restraints.
Alexander was watching his Mistress and waiting for the order to withdraw his erection. “Hold still Alexander, don’t move until I tell you, just a few seconds more”, directed Monique as she watched her agonized victim writhe on the frame. Finally, and when it seemed like Sarah would pass out, Monique gave the order for Alexander to pull his penis from her throat. “Give her a few seconds and then keep fucking her“, Monique ordered, “and fuck her hard.”
Sarah gasped for air when Alexander pulled out but the relief did not last long. As instructed, he continued pumping in and out of her throat, making her strain to pull in as much air as possible with each thrust. As he neared orgasm he quickened his pace. And then, holding Sarah’s head firmly with both hands, he exploded in a powerful orgasm, pumping streams of semen deep in to her mouth and throat.
As Alexander withdrew and disappeared from view, Sarah could feel semen dripping from her cunt and mouth. Her neck was sore from keeping her head up. An attendant took out the ring gag and removed the nipple clips and bells from her nipples.
“Excellent Sarah, and now the only thing that remains is to prepare you for tomorrow, to make your nerves tender and sensitive for the caning that I have so mercifully withheld from you today. One of the attendants is going to use a belt on you until your ass is black and blue. Are you ready Sarah? Head up, look at the faces of my guests Sarah, and count out each of the twenty strokes.”
At Monique's nod the strokes began. With each one a loud "thwack" filled the room. The pain was intense as the attendant worked the tip of the leather belt over her buttocks and upper thighs making a bright red welt with each hit. She counted out as ordered; one... two... three... and so on. After seven hits of the belt she was in tears and hardly able to speak but she continued as directed, all the way to twenty, when finally, it was over. At Alexander's direction, the attendants now undid the restraints that had held her in such a helpless position and a female attendant then escorted Sarah out of the room and back to her quarters...
To be continued...
When the six boys had finished fucking her, Monique came to Sarah’s side and ran her nails down her neck and spine. “Good girl my little pet, the audience is enjoying your performance. And now I want you to thank Alexander.” At that, Monique called for a large ring gag to replace the ball that held her jaws so wide apart. Sarah’s heart raced as she wondered what would come next, but as the muscled black slave moved in front of her, she knew what was in store. With the ring now firmly in place and Sarah’s mouth completely defenseless, Monique grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Start fucking her throat Alexander, and don’t stop until you fill her with semen.”
Alexander’s erection was long and thick, and its black skin glistened in the light. Sarah panicked as it slid in to her mouth and he pushed down her throat. She fought the gag reflex at the back of her mouth and held her breath as it cut off her air supply. Steadily he pushed his shaft forward until her lips were touching the skin of his belly, and then he pulled out, and then in again, and out. Sarah could tell he was very aroused by the hardness of his cock and the copious amounts of precum that were flowing from his engorged head.
“My, my, what a good little cock sucker she is”, Monique observed. “Richard has trained her well. Let’s see if we can provide her with a little discomfort Alexander. Push all the way in and then stop. I want to see how long the little bitch can go without air.” Thrusting in as deep as he could go, the large slave obediently stopped. The audience watched in silence as Sarah soon started to struggle for air. Tears were flowing from her eyes and the bells on her nipple clips were jingling as she jerked in her restraints.
Alexander was watching his Mistress and waiting for the order to withdraw his erection. “Hold still Alexander, don’t move until I tell you, just a few seconds more”, directed Monique as she watched her agonized victim writhe on the frame. Finally, and when it seemed like Sarah would pass out, Monique gave the order for Alexander to pull his penis from her throat. “Give her a few seconds and then keep fucking her“, Monique ordered, “and fuck her hard.”
Sarah gasped for air when Alexander pulled out but the relief did not last long. As instructed, he continued pumping in and out of her throat, making her strain to pull in as much air as possible with each thrust. As he neared orgasm he quickened his pace. And then, holding Sarah’s head firmly with both hands, he exploded in a powerful orgasm, pumping streams of semen deep in to her mouth and throat.
As Alexander withdrew and disappeared from view, Sarah could feel semen dripping from her cunt and mouth. Her neck was sore from keeping her head up. An attendant took out the ring gag and removed the nipple clips and bells from her nipples.
“Excellent Sarah, and now the only thing that remains is to prepare you for tomorrow, to make your nerves tender and sensitive for the caning that I have so mercifully withheld from you today. One of the attendants is going to use a belt on you until your ass is black and blue. Are you ready Sarah? Head up, look at the faces of my guests Sarah, and count out each of the twenty strokes.”
At Monique's nod the strokes began. With each one a loud "thwack" filled the room. The pain was intense as the attendant worked the tip of the leather belt over her buttocks and upper thighs making a bright red welt with each hit. She counted out as ordered; one... two... three... and so on. After seven hits of the belt she was in tears and hardly able to speak but she continued as directed, all the way to twenty, when finally, it was over. At Alexander's direction, the attendants now undid the restraints that had held her in such a helpless position and a female attendant then escorted Sarah out of the room and back to her quarters...
To be continued...
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Undone - Part ll:
John now moved to her nipples. Bending over her upper body he firmly sucked each one to make them fully extended and deep red in color. Her mouth was next. From the side table he produced a ball gag. Fitting it in place he tightened the straps to secure it firmly. Justine’s heart was pounding furiously as the large bulb pulled back and forced her jaws wide apart. Tightly restrained, unable to see, and silenced by the gag, her vulnerability was magnified yet again. She wanted him inside her badly, but she knew this man. She knew he would go slowly and she knew that any eventual sexual fulfillment would come with a great deal of distress and anguish.
A sharp slap to her panting cunt made her cry out and brought her quickly back to the moment. As hot stinging pain radiated through her groin she could feel herself starting to sweat. Her nerves were on fire.
John opened a small wooden box and selected a thin metal stick that resembled a short toothpick, each end of which was sharpened to fine point. Leaning down over her spread thighs he took time to inhale the musky fragrance of her wetness. Lowering his mouth, he slowly sucked the lips of her cunt and allowed his tongue to massage the inner parts of her bare sex. Moaning with pleasure, Justine arched her back and strained to push herself into him, but she could not move.
Stopping short of bringing her to an orgasm, he gently pulled her outer lips wide apart and placed the small stick between them to hold them open. Slowly he released her lips onto the sharp points. John watched her carefully as the burning pain coursed through her sex. She was arching her pelvis up as though she could open her legs farther to relieve the pressure of the sharp steel on her nerve filled lips, but it was to no avail.
Justin had never felt so open and exposed. She could feel his lustful eyes upon her and nervously wondered what would come next. Her cunt was stinging, but at the same time she was in a sexual frenzy. She wanted to feel his hard cock inside her, to fuck her, to open her even further.
The sound of John lighting a match broke the silence in the room. With a lighted candle in hand, he started dripping hot wax on to Justine’s erect and very sensitive nipples. With great care and precision, he allowed the hot liquid to fall on to each nipple, drop by drop. She groaned through her gag. The burning heat of the wax was magnified by the slap of each drop. Over and over they fell, each releasing a shot of stinging pain, and then a warm radiating glow which aroused her in a strange and erotic way.
John now moved the burning candle over the open lips of her wet cunt. As the hot wax hit her sensitive inner parts Justine screamed and pleaded through the gag for him to stop. Again, however, the gentle slap of each drop and the lingering warmth from the hardening wax caused her to become increasingly aroused. An orgasm was building within her.
As she approached climax, John stopped. He deftly removed the cruel device that held her cunt so wide, and then, the hardened wax from her tender skin. With strong fingers and rythmic strokes he began masturbating her.
The pleasure that came from John’s fingers was overwhelming her. She bucked her hips and tried to fuck his hand. Her frenzy was growing, and within minutes she spasmed with a blinding orgasm.
As she lay gasping on the bed, John released her from her restraints. He directed her to kneel on the floor in front of him and thank him. As John fondled her hair, Justin undid the zipper on his jeans and pulled his erection in to view. She obediently slid it in to her mouth and proceeded to felate him to a powerful climax.
Thus starts the weekend visit and a host of many other kinky activities…
A sharp slap to her panting cunt made her cry out and brought her quickly back to the moment. As hot stinging pain radiated through her groin she could feel herself starting to sweat. Her nerves were on fire.
John opened a small wooden box and selected a thin metal stick that resembled a short toothpick, each end of which was sharpened to fine point. Leaning down over her spread thighs he took time to inhale the musky fragrance of her wetness. Lowering his mouth, he slowly sucked the lips of her cunt and allowed his tongue to massage the inner parts of her bare sex. Moaning with pleasure, Justine arched her back and strained to push herself into him, but she could not move.
Stopping short of bringing her to an orgasm, he gently pulled her outer lips wide apart and placed the small stick between them to hold them open. Slowly he released her lips onto the sharp points. John watched her carefully as the burning pain coursed through her sex. She was arching her pelvis up as though she could open her legs farther to relieve the pressure of the sharp steel on her nerve filled lips, but it was to no avail.
Justin had never felt so open and exposed. She could feel his lustful eyes upon her and nervously wondered what would come next. Her cunt was stinging, but at the same time she was in a sexual frenzy. She wanted to feel his hard cock inside her, to fuck her, to open her even further.
The sound of John lighting a match broke the silence in the room. With a lighted candle in hand, he started dripping hot wax on to Justine’s erect and very sensitive nipples. With great care and precision, he allowed the hot liquid to fall on to each nipple, drop by drop. She groaned through her gag. The burning heat of the wax was magnified by the slap of each drop. Over and over they fell, each releasing a shot of stinging pain, and then a warm radiating glow which aroused her in a strange and erotic way.
John now moved the burning candle over the open lips of her wet cunt. As the hot wax hit her sensitive inner parts Justine screamed and pleaded through the gag for him to stop. Again, however, the gentle slap of each drop and the lingering warmth from the hardening wax caused her to become increasingly aroused. An orgasm was building within her.
As she approached climax, John stopped. He deftly removed the cruel device that held her cunt so wide, and then, the hardened wax from her tender skin. With strong fingers and rythmic strokes he began masturbating her.
The pleasure that came from John’s fingers was overwhelming her. She bucked her hips and tried to fuck his hand. Her frenzy was growing, and within minutes she spasmed with a blinding orgasm.
As she lay gasping on the bed, John released her from her restraints. He directed her to kneel on the floor in front of him and thank him. As John fondled her hair, Justin undid the zipper on his jeans and pulled his erection in to view. She obediently slid it in to her mouth and proceeded to felate him to a powerful climax.
Thus starts the weekend visit and a host of many other kinky activities…
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Gap in Posting:
There has been a gap in my posting activity over the last couple of weeks due mainly to a trip I recently took to New York. The city is mind numbing and sensuous, especially during the steamy hot nights of early September. From the backstreet bars in midtown Manhattan to the endless number of jazz and blues spots that one can hit in the Village, I love it. Posting will continue soon.Thursday, August 28, 2008
Undone:
The flight had been a good one, but Justine was glad to finally arrive at John’s condo in Toronto. Inwardly she felt nervous. Up until now their relationship had existed only by way of an online exchange. And even though she had planned this trip for months, now that she was actually with him the whole thing seemed a bit surreal.
John was a smooth and gracious host however. After she had relaxed in a hot shower and dressed for the warm summer evening, they shared wine on the terrace. He asked her many questions. He wanted to know about her; likes and dislikes, her career, her past, her future, and her dreams. They chatted for hours.
The transition to sexual play had been equally smooth. With a penetrating look in his eye, he had simply reached out, grasped the back of her neck, and pulled her toward him. The deep and probing kiss that followed assured them both that the desire they had enjoyed by the written word was very much alive in their physical presence.
Taking her hand, he led her to the back room where his bondage table occupied centre stage. Her calmed nerves quickly sprang to life as the reality of the situation surfaced once more. She had read his stories and knew his methods. He would apply pleasure and pain to slowly build her to a state of frantic desire. He would sexually intoxicate her and slowly undo her. How would he make her come, she wondered? Would he spank her cunt until she climaxed in a hard shattering orgasm, or would he bring her over the top with wet slithering strokes of his soft warm tongue?
John kissed her and then unzipped the back of her dress and let it slide off to reveal her naked form and erect nipples. Guiding her to the padded table, he secured her with soft leather cuffs in a spread eagled position. He then produced a blindfold and secured it firmly in place over her eyes. Justine was very aroused and pulled on her restraints. She could feel wetness between her legs and desperately needed his touch. She sensed John was sitting next to her, looking at her and watching her test the leather that held her so open and exposed.
John used his fingers to further arouse her. He trailed them over her breasts and nipples and eventually slid them down to her open cunt. He slowly inserted his index finger deep inside her wet lips and stroked the inside of her vagina. Pulling it out, he put it to her mouth and watched as she obediently sucked the pungent lubrication from his finger. John was satisfied with her performance, but to remind her of her vulnerability he delivered a stinging slap across her face.
Justine gasped aloud and jolted in her restraints. John returned his fingers to her cunt and began massaging her clitoris between his fingertips. The stimulation was exquisite and she could feel an orgasm growing in her. Her breathing was deep and he watched her stretched ribcage rise and fall as her arousal grew.
To be continued….
John was a smooth and gracious host however. After she had relaxed in a hot shower and dressed for the warm summer evening, they shared wine on the terrace. He asked her many questions. He wanted to know about her; likes and dislikes, her career, her past, her future, and her dreams. They chatted for hours.
The transition to sexual play had been equally smooth. With a penetrating look in his eye, he had simply reached out, grasped the back of her neck, and pulled her toward him. The deep and probing kiss that followed assured them both that the desire they had enjoyed by the written word was very much alive in their physical presence.
Taking her hand, he led her to the back room where his bondage table occupied centre stage. Her calmed nerves quickly sprang to life as the reality of the situation surfaced once more. She had read his stories and knew his methods. He would apply pleasure and pain to slowly build her to a state of frantic desire. He would sexually intoxicate her and slowly undo her. How would he make her come, she wondered? Would he spank her cunt until she climaxed in a hard shattering orgasm, or would he bring her over the top with wet slithering strokes of his soft warm tongue?
John kissed her and then unzipped the back of her dress and let it slide off to reveal her naked form and erect nipples. Guiding her to the padded table, he secured her with soft leather cuffs in a spread eagled position. He then produced a blindfold and secured it firmly in place over her eyes. Justine was very aroused and pulled on her restraints. She could feel wetness between her legs and desperately needed his touch. She sensed John was sitting next to her, looking at her and watching her test the leather that held her so open and exposed.
John used his fingers to further arouse her. He trailed them over her breasts and nipples and eventually slid them down to her open cunt. He slowly inserted his index finger deep inside her wet lips and stroked the inside of her vagina. Pulling it out, he put it to her mouth and watched as she obediently sucked the pungent lubrication from his finger. John was satisfied with her performance, but to remind her of her vulnerability he delivered a stinging slap across her face.
Justine gasped aloud and jolted in her restraints. John returned his fingers to her cunt and began massaging her clitoris between his fingertips. The stimulation was exquisite and she could feel an orgasm growing in her. Her breathing was deep and he watched her stretched ribcage rise and fall as her arousal grew.
To be continued….
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Safety Tip Page:
Interacting with others we meet on the internet requires caution. Not everyone in the online theatre has the best of intentions, and all too often I see people revealing personal information which might allow a total stranger to identify them and even find out where they work or live.
To this end, I have created a link to a separate page which will be used to catalog tips for personal safety. You can find the link (Personal Safety Tips) over to the right. Please feel free to email me with any comments or additional information regarding this topic.
You can check out the link by clicking HERE
To this end, I have created a link to a separate page which will be used to catalog tips for personal safety. You can find the link (Personal Safety Tips) over to the right. Please feel free to email me with any comments or additional information regarding this topic.
You can check out the link by clicking HERE
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
To The Dark Side:
Mary and her husband Bill were neighbors of Richard, having moved in to the loft just down the hall from him about five years earlier. Bill traveled a lot so Richard had come to know Mary quite well. They had flirted on many occasions and had a definite attraction for one another. She, in her late thirties, was drawn to the older and more experienced male figure that he represented. She had, however, absolutely no idea what he was all about. Unknown to her was his love of sexual domination and bondage.
He had often reflected on the possibility of having sex with her even though the vision ran dry without the trappings of his craft. She was beautiful though, and radiated sex with every move of her body. To make matters worse, she had made clear the point that she would like nothing better than to engage him in an evening of intense fucking when her husband was out of town.
It was a hot afternoon in late August when they met for drinks as they had many times before. This time was to be different however; he decided it was time to lure her in to his sadomasochistic world. With that, he began to tell her a detailed but made-up story about something he had recently dreamed. He told her that he came home from work one day to find her in his bedroom in a most unusual situation. He had seen her standing in the center of the room wearing high heels and a light summer dress. Strangely, her hands were tied together with a rope and pulled high over her head and attached to a hook in the ceiling. He wanted to know her thoughts on this and what it might possibly mean.
At first she laughed, but then she took the bait. She explained how she thought the bound hands were not so unusual for young people who had a more liberal view of sexual play. Mary asked him what he did when he saw her in this unusual state. Richard turned away for a moment, and then looking her directly in the eyes, said that he walked up behind her and ran his hands up under her dress to caress her. Again, nervous laughter escaped her lips, but Richard was watching her carefully and sensed arousal within her.
Indeed, she was very aroused. Mary reached over and ran her fingertips across the back of Richard’s hand, a signal of the still present offer to have sex. Richard decided to advance his motives one step farther. Taking her hand in his, he explained that he was a little different when it came to sex. As he gazed in to her eyes he went on to tell her of his love of performing oral sex on his partner, but coyly suggested that not all women enjoyed this activity. Mary quickly indicated that she, and most women she knew, very much enjoyed oral sex but that not many men were very good at it.
After assuring Mary that he was quite adept at oral sex, Richard could see that the conversation was intensifying the strong sexual urges within her. He pushed her again by detailing how performing oral sex was sometimes a problem because he found that his partner could never keep still. For that reason, he elaborated, he liked to secure his partner to enable an uninterrupted session. Richard could tell by the look in Mary's eyes that she was captivated. They left the bar.
Once inside his loft, Richard removed her summer dress, wet panties, and lacy bra, and then lay her down on the bed. He secured her ankles to the corners of the bed with some dock rope he had in a closet. After ensuring her comfort, he then pulled her wrists above her head and tied them to the headboard. And there she lay, open and exposed, panting for his touch, and oblivious to his real being.
Richard used her in various ways throughout that afternoon and evening. He performed oral sex on her, ever so slowly bringing her to several intense orgasms. He fucked her in to ecstasy with his long and thick cock and watched her body jerk each time she climaxed. Thus began Mary's journey to the dark side and her inauguration in to the world of BDSM...
He had often reflected on the possibility of having sex with her even though the vision ran dry without the trappings of his craft. She was beautiful though, and radiated sex with every move of her body. To make matters worse, she had made clear the point that she would like nothing better than to engage him in an evening of intense fucking when her husband was out of town.
It was a hot afternoon in late August when they met for drinks as they had many times before. This time was to be different however; he decided it was time to lure her in to his sadomasochistic world. With that, he began to tell her a detailed but made-up story about something he had recently dreamed. He told her that he came home from work one day to find her in his bedroom in a most unusual situation. He had seen her standing in the center of the room wearing high heels and a light summer dress. Strangely, her hands were tied together with a rope and pulled high over her head and attached to a hook in the ceiling. He wanted to know her thoughts on this and what it might possibly mean.
At first she laughed, but then she took the bait. She explained how she thought the bound hands were not so unusual for young people who had a more liberal view of sexual play. Mary asked him what he did when he saw her in this unusual state. Richard turned away for a moment, and then looking her directly in the eyes, said that he walked up behind her and ran his hands up under her dress to caress her. Again, nervous laughter escaped her lips, but Richard was watching her carefully and sensed arousal within her.
Indeed, she was very aroused. Mary reached over and ran her fingertips across the back of Richard’s hand, a signal of the still present offer to have sex. Richard decided to advance his motives one step farther. Taking her hand in his, he explained that he was a little different when it came to sex. As he gazed in to her eyes he went on to tell her of his love of performing oral sex on his partner, but coyly suggested that not all women enjoyed this activity. Mary quickly indicated that she, and most women she knew, very much enjoyed oral sex but that not many men were very good at it.
After assuring Mary that he was quite adept at oral sex, Richard could see that the conversation was intensifying the strong sexual urges within her. He pushed her again by detailing how performing oral sex was sometimes a problem because he found that his partner could never keep still. For that reason, he elaborated, he liked to secure his partner to enable an uninterrupted session. Richard could tell by the look in Mary's eyes that she was captivated. They left the bar.
Once inside his loft, Richard removed her summer dress, wet panties, and lacy bra, and then lay her down on the bed. He secured her ankles to the corners of the bed with some dock rope he had in a closet. After ensuring her comfort, he then pulled her wrists above her head and tied them to the headboard. And there she lay, open and exposed, panting for his touch, and oblivious to his real being.
Richard used her in various ways throughout that afternoon and evening. He performed oral sex on her, ever so slowly bringing her to several intense orgasms. He fucked her in to ecstasy with his long and thick cock and watched her body jerk each time she climaxed. Thus began Mary's journey to the dark side and her inauguration in to the world of BDSM...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Disciplined by Monique:
A cruel and exacting Dominatrix, Monique loves to play with both males and females. Now she had Jason in her lair, having again borrowed him from Richard. He was lying on his back and she had spread his legs wide apart and secured his ankle cuffs to the lower corners of the bondage table. His hands were cuffed behind his back and tethered to his neck collar. A blindfold covered his eyes and Monique had sealed his mouth with a large ball gag.
Jason could smell the intoxicating fragrance of her perfume. Though greatly adoring her, he was nervous of what she might do after he failed her so miserably at her last gathering. "I know Richard has punished you for our last session, but I have a lesson in mind for you as well my pet", she announced as she slowly circled him. “Do you have any idea how much embarrassment you have caused me? Do you understand my reputation in the community? I think these points need to be driven home to you Jason, and the application of pain is an excellent way to do that.”
Pangs of fear were washing over Jason as he struggled in his restraints. He knew full well that Monique could be exceptionally cruel. As she watched him squirm, she ran her fingers and sharp nails over his chest and torso, playing and teasing as she went. Eventually, she slid her fingertips down his erection and grasped him by his balls. “Do you know how inmates punish other inmates in prison Jason?” she asked. Jason shook his head from side to side. “A group of men will hold the victim down, gag him, and then they paddle his balls. Do you have any idea what that might feel like Jason?” Unable to speak, Jason was sweating. He was well aware of the pain she could inflict. “That’s what I’m going to do to you Jason, I’m going to paddle your balls and listen to you scream like a baby.”
With that, Monique produced two long black stockings. She wrapped several turns of one stocking around the base of his balls and his erection, tying it off in a snug knot. This served to lift Jason’s balls up and out from his body, holding them in the perfect position for hitting. Monique took the other stocking, wrapped it around his waist, and then tied it to hold his erection out of the way and firmly against his belly. Leaning over, she put her lips next to his ear. “Are you ready Jason? You will never forget what I am about to do to you. Think of me while you feel the pain that’s going to pierce your body.”
Monique mounted the bondage table, straddling Jason’s body with her thighs and facing his feet. His bound penis and balls were perfectly positioned in front of her. Slowly she started, gently flicking his ball sac from side to side between her two hands. Jason immediately tensed as even this degree of stimulation was painful. She gradually increased both the speed and intensity of the slapping. Jason started to scream in to the gag as the nerves in his scrotum produced a knife-like pain within him. On and on she went as each second felt like an eternity.
As she sat astride him she could feel the straining muscles of his torso against the smooth skin of her inner thighs. She was wearing only a corset with garters and stockings and could feel the wetness between her legs pooling on his chest as she continued to punish him. Jason continued to scream and was jerking in his restraints as she continued to relentlessly slap his balls back and forth.
Finally she stopped. Jason’s chest was heaving and he gasped for breath around the tight ball gag. He was covered with sweat. Monique spun around and removed his ball gag and blindfold. Taking a towel, she wiped the tears from the eyes of her young victim and stroked his face with her hand. “You have done very well Jason. I hope I never have to do this to you again. And now I want you to service me with your tongue”, she said. “First though, I’m going to fill my cunt with your semen, so you can think about yourself as you suck on me”. Monique slid back and lowered her wet cunt on to Jason’s erection. Slowly she pumped up and down with long strokes. She reached around with her left hand and grasped his aching balls, squeezing them as she fucked him. Jason was in agony but was approaching orgasm. “That’s it Jason, let yourself go, fill me up”, she whispered. Jason was arching his back, and then suddenly came hard, pumping his hips as much as he could in his restraints. Monique released his balls and slid forward to straddle his mouth and lower her dripping wet sex on to his lips and tongue. “Good boy Jason, and now show me how much you appreciate your Mistress……”
Jason could smell the intoxicating fragrance of her perfume. Though greatly adoring her, he was nervous of what she might do after he failed her so miserably at her last gathering. "I know Richard has punished you for our last session, but I have a lesson in mind for you as well my pet", she announced as she slowly circled him. “Do you have any idea how much embarrassment you have caused me? Do you understand my reputation in the community? I think these points need to be driven home to you Jason, and the application of pain is an excellent way to do that.”
Pangs of fear were washing over Jason as he struggled in his restraints. He knew full well that Monique could be exceptionally cruel. As she watched him squirm, she ran her fingers and sharp nails over his chest and torso, playing and teasing as she went. Eventually, she slid her fingertips down his erection and grasped him by his balls. “Do you know how inmates punish other inmates in prison Jason?” she asked. Jason shook his head from side to side. “A group of men will hold the victim down, gag him, and then they paddle his balls. Do you have any idea what that might feel like Jason?” Unable to speak, Jason was sweating. He was well aware of the pain she could inflict. “That’s what I’m going to do to you Jason, I’m going to paddle your balls and listen to you scream like a baby.”
With that, Monique produced two long black stockings. She wrapped several turns of one stocking around the base of his balls and his erection, tying it off in a snug knot. This served to lift Jason’s balls up and out from his body, holding them in the perfect position for hitting. Monique took the other stocking, wrapped it around his waist, and then tied it to hold his erection out of the way and firmly against his belly. Leaning over, she put her lips next to his ear. “Are you ready Jason? You will never forget what I am about to do to you. Think of me while you feel the pain that’s going to pierce your body.”
Monique mounted the bondage table, straddling Jason’s body with her thighs and facing his feet. His bound penis and balls were perfectly positioned in front of her. Slowly she started, gently flicking his ball sac from side to side between her two hands. Jason immediately tensed as even this degree of stimulation was painful. She gradually increased both the speed and intensity of the slapping. Jason started to scream in to the gag as the nerves in his scrotum produced a knife-like pain within him. On and on she went as each second felt like an eternity.
As she sat astride him she could feel the straining muscles of his torso against the smooth skin of her inner thighs. She was wearing only a corset with garters and stockings and could feel the wetness between her legs pooling on his chest as she continued to punish him. Jason continued to scream and was jerking in his restraints as she continued to relentlessly slap his balls back and forth.
Finally she stopped. Jason’s chest was heaving and he gasped for breath around the tight ball gag. He was covered with sweat. Monique spun around and removed his ball gag and blindfold. Taking a towel, she wiped the tears from the eyes of her young victim and stroked his face with her hand. “You have done very well Jason. I hope I never have to do this to you again. And now I want you to service me with your tongue”, she said. “First though, I’m going to fill my cunt with your semen, so you can think about yourself as you suck on me”. Monique slid back and lowered her wet cunt on to Jason’s erection. Slowly she pumped up and down with long strokes. She reached around with her left hand and grasped his aching balls, squeezing them as she fucked him. Jason was in agony but was approaching orgasm. “That’s it Jason, let yourself go, fill me up”, she whispered. Jason was arching his back, and then suddenly came hard, pumping his hips as much as he could in his restraints. Monique released his balls and slid forward to straddle his mouth and lower her dripping wet sex on to his lips and tongue. “Good boy Jason, and now show me how much you appreciate your Mistress……”
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Safety tips:
Here are some safety tips that come via a gracious Domme in the Winnipeg area who downloaded them off the internet.
Red Flags and Dating Tips for Kinky People:
"Red flag" is a term to describe a personal trait or behavior that is common in people who are harmful to their partners. When getting to know someone online it is very important that you look for these flags. When you see these red flags slow down or stop the relationship. Understand that none of these red flags alone are definitely a sign of a bad person. They only tend to be an indicator of a problem situation. The more you see these red flags, the more you are at risk. Many of these red flags can apply to both unhealthy Doms and subs. These recommendations are to help you avoid getting into an abusive relationship. If you think you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship please contact SOMEBODY!
Red Flags:
1) Tries to separate you from your friends, family or BDSM community.
2) Avoids talking about personal details.Gets mad when you ask or quickly ends the conversation or answers questions with questions.
3) Has no BDSM references or friends you can talk to.
4) Gets angry when you ask for references or ask around about them.
5) Is inconsistent with details about themselves.
6) Does not give you their home and work phone number at the appropriate time.
7) Only communicates with you at strange hours and gets mad if you try to contact them at other times.
8) Criticizes the BDSM community and refuses to participate, especially if they never were part of it.
9) Consistently breaks promises.
10) Always finds excuses for not meeting.
11) Always puts blame on others for things going wrong.
12) Does not take personal responsibility.
13) Has bad relationships with most or all of their family members.
14) Pressures you into doing things you do not want to do.
15) Does not respect your limits, negotiations or contracts.
16) Pushes you into a D/s relationship too fast.
17) Falls in love with you way too fast and swears undying love before even meeting you.
18) Hides behind their D/s authority and says that their authority should not be questioned.
19) Tries to make you feel guilty for not being good enough. Says that you are not a "True" sub. 20) Loses control of their emotions in arguments and regresses to yelling, name-calling and blame.
21) Puts you down in front of other people.
22) Turns instantly on their friends, going from best friend to arch enemy at the drop of a hat. 23) Treats you lovingly and respectfully one day and then harshly and accusingly the next.
24) Goes to great lengths to get revenge on people.
25) Lies or withholds information. Cheats on you or is overly jealous.
26) Will not discuss what your possible future relationship could be like.
27) Tries to keep you in the dark about what might happen next in the relationship.
28) Does not respect your feelings, rights, or opinions.
29) Belittles your ideas.
30) Blames you for your hurt feelings.
31) Abuses alcohol or other drugs.
32) Is constantly asking for large amounts of money from you or others.
33) Threatens suicide or other forms of self-harm.
34) Deliberately saying or doing things that result in getting themselves seriously hurt.
35) Monitors your communications (emails, phone calls, chats) with others.
36) Only interacts with you in a kinky or sexual manner as if role-playing.
37) Will not have normal everyday vanilla conversations.
38) Never shows you their human side. Is emotionless. Hides their vulnerability behind their D/s role.
39) Has multiple online identities for interacting with the same communities.
40) Disappears from communication for days or weeks at a time without explanation.
41) Is rude to public servants such as waitresses, cashiers and janitors.
42) Never says thank you, excuse me or I am sorry to anyone.
Safe Dating and Correspondence Tips Before meeting:
Do not give out personal information to strangers. This includes your name, phone number, address, place of work or email addresses you use for other purposes. Get a P.O. Box if you need to get mail from them. Do not send money to your online interest. There are online users that earn a living by faking love and pretending to run into hard times. When you do make telephone calls, make sure your phone blocks caller ID or call from a public phone. Do not call collect. Your number will appear on their bill. Exchange multiple recent nonsexual photographs to avoid embarrassment and hurt feelings. Get a background check before meeting. There are several services that will do this through the Internet. Make it clear you are not going to engage in any BDSM activity on the initial dates.
During the meeting:
Meet in public places, preferably with a friend. Do not let your date pressure you into going somewhere else even if the date is going fine. Try to make your first date a daytime event. Drive yourself to and from the meeting place. Relying on them for transportation can put you in an unsafe position. Establish a safety net complete with safe calls and details on your date. Tell your safety net your date's information, where you went and what to do in case you do not make your safe calls. Make sure your date knows you have a safety net set up. It is a great deterrent. Bring along a cell phone on your date and do not become separated from it. Do not drink alcohol on your date or leave your drink unattended. Never engage in bondage during your initial BDSM sessions. Do not leave your wallet or purse unattended. Your date may dig through them to find out information you do not want them to know. If you are traveling to the meeting, do not let them meet you at the airport or bus station. Use cabs or rental cars for going to and from the public meeting place. Do not stay with them or let them make arrangements for you. Do not let them know where you are staying. Be aware that safe words, safe calls, contracts, negotiations or gut instincts will NOT fully protect you from a real criminal. Take your time and be sure what you are getting into. Criminals have less patience for difficult targets .
Red Flags and Dating Tips for Kinky People:
"Red flag" is a term to describe a personal trait or behavior that is common in people who are harmful to their partners. When getting to know someone online it is very important that you look for these flags. When you see these red flags slow down or stop the relationship. Understand that none of these red flags alone are definitely a sign of a bad person. They only tend to be an indicator of a problem situation. The more you see these red flags, the more you are at risk. Many of these red flags can apply to both unhealthy Doms and subs. These recommendations are to help you avoid getting into an abusive relationship. If you think you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship please contact SOMEBODY!
Red Flags:
1) Tries to separate you from your friends, family or BDSM community.
2) Avoids talking about personal details.Gets mad when you ask or quickly ends the conversation or answers questions with questions.
3) Has no BDSM references or friends you can talk to.
4) Gets angry when you ask for references or ask around about them.
5) Is inconsistent with details about themselves.
6) Does not give you their home and work phone number at the appropriate time.
7) Only communicates with you at strange hours and gets mad if you try to contact them at other times.
8) Criticizes the BDSM community and refuses to participate, especially if they never were part of it.
9) Consistently breaks promises.
10) Always finds excuses for not meeting.
11) Always puts blame on others for things going wrong.
12) Does not take personal responsibility.
13) Has bad relationships with most or all of their family members.
14) Pressures you into doing things you do not want to do.
15) Does not respect your limits, negotiations or contracts.
16) Pushes you into a D/s relationship too fast.
17) Falls in love with you way too fast and swears undying love before even meeting you.
18) Hides behind their D/s authority and says that their authority should not be questioned.
19) Tries to make you feel guilty for not being good enough. Says that you are not a "True" sub. 20) Loses control of their emotions in arguments and regresses to yelling, name-calling and blame.
21) Puts you down in front of other people.
22) Turns instantly on their friends, going from best friend to arch enemy at the drop of a hat. 23) Treats you lovingly and respectfully one day and then harshly and accusingly the next.
24) Goes to great lengths to get revenge on people.
25) Lies or withholds information. Cheats on you or is overly jealous.
26) Will not discuss what your possible future relationship could be like.
27) Tries to keep you in the dark about what might happen next in the relationship.
28) Does not respect your feelings, rights, or opinions.
29) Belittles your ideas.
30) Blames you for your hurt feelings.
31) Abuses alcohol or other drugs.
32) Is constantly asking for large amounts of money from you or others.
33) Threatens suicide or other forms of self-harm.
34) Deliberately saying or doing things that result in getting themselves seriously hurt.
35) Monitors your communications (emails, phone calls, chats) with others.
36) Only interacts with you in a kinky or sexual manner as if role-playing.
37) Will not have normal everyday vanilla conversations.
38) Never shows you their human side. Is emotionless. Hides their vulnerability behind their D/s role.
39) Has multiple online identities for interacting with the same communities.
40) Disappears from communication for days or weeks at a time without explanation.
41) Is rude to public servants such as waitresses, cashiers and janitors.
42) Never says thank you, excuse me or I am sorry to anyone.
Safe Dating and Correspondence Tips Before meeting:
Do not give out personal information to strangers. This includes your name, phone number, address, place of work or email addresses you use for other purposes. Get a P.O. Box if you need to get mail from them. Do not send money to your online interest. There are online users that earn a living by faking love and pretending to run into hard times. When you do make telephone calls, make sure your phone blocks caller ID or call from a public phone. Do not call collect. Your number will appear on their bill. Exchange multiple recent nonsexual photographs to avoid embarrassment and hurt feelings. Get a background check before meeting. There are several services that will do this through the Internet. Make it clear you are not going to engage in any BDSM activity on the initial dates.
During the meeting:
Meet in public places, preferably with a friend. Do not let your date pressure you into going somewhere else even if the date is going fine. Try to make your first date a daytime event. Drive yourself to and from the meeting place. Relying on them for transportation can put you in an unsafe position. Establish a safety net complete with safe calls and details on your date. Tell your safety net your date's information, where you went and what to do in case you do not make your safe calls. Make sure your date knows you have a safety net set up. It is a great deterrent. Bring along a cell phone on your date and do not become separated from it. Do not drink alcohol on your date or leave your drink unattended. Never engage in bondage during your initial BDSM sessions. Do not leave your wallet or purse unattended. Your date may dig through them to find out information you do not want them to know. If you are traveling to the meeting, do not let them meet you at the airport or bus station. Use cabs or rental cars for going to and from the public meeting place. Do not stay with them or let them make arrangements for you. Do not let them know where you are staying. Be aware that safe words, safe calls, contracts, negotiations or gut instincts will NOT fully protect you from a real criminal. Take your time and be sure what you are getting into. Criminals have less patience for difficult targets .
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part lll
Sarah sat in a daze as the guests chattered in the background. The extreme domination of the young man had induced a strong desire between her legs, as well as a deep seated fear in her heart. Was she going to be subjected to similar treatment? She well knew that her own impetuous spirit had been the cause of much punishment in the past.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Monique’s voice. “Tell me Sarah, are you a social person? Do you enjoy meeting people?” Before she could answer, Monique stood and took her hand. “Come” she said, “I’m going to introduce you to my friends.” As Monique led Sarah up on to the raised platform, one of the attendants rang a small bell. A hush came over the room and Monique spoke to the assembled group, thanking them for coming and then telling them of her wish for them to meet Sarah, one of her new trainees.
With that she nodded to Alexander, who was standing at attention just off to the side. Sarah was immediately seized by two strong attendants who removed her dress and then bent her over and secured her to the spanking horse in the same manner as the young man had been. The horse was then rotated so that Sarah was facing the audience. Sarah was pulling on her restraints and pleading with Monique, “please don’t cane me, please, I beg of you”. Grasping Sarah’s hair, Monique lifted her head so she was looking directly out at the audience. “I’m not going to have you caned my dear, at least not if you behave yourself. I’m going to have you publicly fucked for the enjoyment of those I have invited here. It's my little way of helping them to get to know you", she said. With that she told Sarah to keep her head up and to look straight out at the crowd in front of her. Failure to do this, she assured her, would indeed result in the severe caning of her inner thighs.
Monique produced two nipple clips and attached them to Sarah’s nipples. Each clip had a bunch of small bells attached to it which jingled at the slightest movement Sarah made. She then gagged her with a ball gag and tightened the strap around the back of her neck. Monique ran her long fingers down Sarah’s naked back and slid them between the lips of her wet sex. “I see you’re good and wet my dear, the boys are going to enjoy fucking you. Now, head up and eyes forward.”
The room was deathly quiet as the audience watched. Six attendants were lined up behind her, and one by one, took their turns penetrating her bare cunt. All of them were rough and pounded her with hard and deep strokes. At each thrust the little bells on Sarah’s burning nipples were ringing out in rhythm. Sarah was desperate not to orgasm in front of the crowd but could not help the growing sensation within her. Slowly but surely the steady fucking was bringing her to, not one, but several powerful climaxes, her gasping breath and tinkling nipple clips the only sounds to be heard in the otherwise silent room…
To be continued…
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Monique’s voice. “Tell me Sarah, are you a social person? Do you enjoy meeting people?” Before she could answer, Monique stood and took her hand. “Come” she said, “I’m going to introduce you to my friends.” As Monique led Sarah up on to the raised platform, one of the attendants rang a small bell. A hush came over the room and Monique spoke to the assembled group, thanking them for coming and then telling them of her wish for them to meet Sarah, one of her new trainees.
With that she nodded to Alexander, who was standing at attention just off to the side. Sarah was immediately seized by two strong attendants who removed her dress and then bent her over and secured her to the spanking horse in the same manner as the young man had been. The horse was then rotated so that Sarah was facing the audience. Sarah was pulling on her restraints and pleading with Monique, “please don’t cane me, please, I beg of you”. Grasping Sarah’s hair, Monique lifted her head so she was looking directly out at the audience. “I’m not going to have you caned my dear, at least not if you behave yourself. I’m going to have you publicly fucked for the enjoyment of those I have invited here. It's my little way of helping them to get to know you", she said. With that she told Sarah to keep her head up and to look straight out at the crowd in front of her. Failure to do this, she assured her, would indeed result in the severe caning of her inner thighs.
Monique produced two nipple clips and attached them to Sarah’s nipples. Each clip had a bunch of small bells attached to it which jingled at the slightest movement Sarah made. She then gagged her with a ball gag and tightened the strap around the back of her neck. Monique ran her long fingers down Sarah’s naked back and slid them between the lips of her wet sex. “I see you’re good and wet my dear, the boys are going to enjoy fucking you. Now, head up and eyes forward.”
The room was deathly quiet as the audience watched. Six attendants were lined up behind her, and one by one, took their turns penetrating her bare cunt. All of them were rough and pounded her with hard and deep strokes. At each thrust the little bells on Sarah’s burning nipples were ringing out in rhythm. Sarah was desperate not to orgasm in front of the crowd but could not help the growing sensation within her. Slowly but surely the steady fucking was bringing her to, not one, but several powerful climaxes, her gasping breath and tinkling nipple clips the only sounds to be heard in the otherwise silent room…
To be continued…
Friday, July 18, 2008
A Session On The Horse:
Richard was angry and was making his feelings clear to Jason in no uncertain terms. The previous evening he had arranged for Jason to be given over to a trusted friend, a Domme whom Richard had known for years. She had used Jason at an elaborate S+M session at her house, but things had not gone well. While performing oral sex on another sub who was particularly well endowed, Jason had been unable to properly take his length and had to use his safe word. The session had to be stopped.
It wasn't as if time and patience had not been employed in an effort to cure Jason of this problem. Richard had laid out a specific routine of oral exercises which Jason was to practice on a daily basis. After several weeks of work he had shown improvement and Richard had been confident of his ability. But things had apparently waned and the whole thing had turned out to be very embarrassing for Richard.
"On to the horse", Richard ordered. His Master was referring to the A-frame spanking horse at the other end of the basement. Jason was nervous of what might come but quickly complied. Mounting the horse, he assumed the kneeling position, shins and arms on the padded supports, ass high, and his cock and balls hanging free over the end. As Richard strapped him in, Jason felt the familiar tingling in his buttocks as he started to mentally prepare for the ruthless swats of the paddle.
The paddle was not to come however. From the table his Master picked up a head harness and pulled the leather straps over Jason's head. He tightened them firmly. This was something new and Jason was becoming increasingly frightful of what his Master was going to do. More was to come. Richard tied several turns of thin hemp cord around Jason's testicle sac, ran the cord up between the cheeks of his ass and up his back, and then attached the end to the ring on the top of his head harness. He tightened the rope until his head was forced back, and his testicles were pulled out and well extended. Jason was now forced to keep his head up and as far back as possible in order not to pull the rope and inflict excruciating pain on his balls.
"You haven't been doing the exercises have you Jason?" Richard looked him in the eyes, but Jason was silent. Richard shook his head. Picking up a small leather flogger, Jason's Master walked behind him. "Perhaps this will help you to speak Jason". With that he began slapping Jason's tightly bound ball sac with rapid up and down movements of the flogger. Jason immediately began to scream at the intense pain. "No", he yelled, "I'm sorry Sir, I haven't done them, please stop Sir, please, please!!!"
Richard stopped and threw the flogger noisly on the table. "Perhaps the next time I ask you a direct question, you will answer" he said in a quiet tone. Richard tilted the horse forward and slid a couple of large blocks under the back legs. With his harness still bound to his testicles and his head held back, Jason found himself on a sharp angle looking down toward the cement floor. "If you can't find time to properly train yourself Jason, I'll have to provide you with some assistance", Richard mused.
Selecting a ring gag from the table, Richard forced Jason's jaws apart and pushed it in to his mouth and tightened the strap around the back of his neck. Jason was terrified at what his Master might now do. Only moments passed before his Master picked up a soft, black dildo from the table. It was not overly thick, but long in length. Richard slid it a comfortable distance in to the mouth of his sub. "Suck it Jason, pretend it's real... good boy, that's it", Richard said. As Jason sucked however, Richard slowly pushed the dildo farther and farther in to his defenseless mouth. "Keep sucking Jason, that's it." But Jason started to panic as the tip started to stimulate his gag reflex. He mumbled in protest and tried to move his secured head, but could not. Richard stopped and held the long phallus in this uncomfortable position. "Keep sucking Jason" he admonished, "don't stop."
Tears were forming in Jason's eyes as he fought the urge to convulse. Richard was watching him carefully. "Very good Jason, keep sucking", said Richard as he nudged the dildo in farther. Jason was trying to protest but could not. It was more than he could take. His gag reflex was over stimulated and suddenly, he started to throw up. Richard pulled the gag out and watched as his sub heaved violently all over the floor in front of him.
It wasn't as if time and patience had not been employed in an effort to cure Jason of this problem. Richard had laid out a specific routine of oral exercises which Jason was to practice on a daily basis. After several weeks of work he had shown improvement and Richard had been confident of his ability. But things had apparently waned and the whole thing had turned out to be very embarrassing for Richard.
"On to the horse", Richard ordered. His Master was referring to the A-frame spanking horse at the other end of the basement. Jason was nervous of what might come but quickly complied. Mounting the horse, he assumed the kneeling position, shins and arms on the padded supports, ass high, and his cock and balls hanging free over the end. As Richard strapped him in, Jason felt the familiar tingling in his buttocks as he started to mentally prepare for the ruthless swats of the paddle.
The paddle was not to come however. From the table his Master picked up a head harness and pulled the leather straps over Jason's head. He tightened them firmly. This was something new and Jason was becoming increasingly frightful of what his Master was going to do. More was to come. Richard tied several turns of thin hemp cord around Jason's testicle sac, ran the cord up between the cheeks of his ass and up his back, and then attached the end to the ring on the top of his head harness. He tightened the rope until his head was forced back, and his testicles were pulled out and well extended. Jason was now forced to keep his head up and as far back as possible in order not to pull the rope and inflict excruciating pain on his balls.
"You haven't been doing the exercises have you Jason?" Richard looked him in the eyes, but Jason was silent. Richard shook his head. Picking up a small leather flogger, Jason's Master walked behind him. "Perhaps this will help you to speak Jason". With that he began slapping Jason's tightly bound ball sac with rapid up and down movements of the flogger. Jason immediately began to scream at the intense pain. "No", he yelled, "I'm sorry Sir, I haven't done them, please stop Sir, please, please!!!"
Richard stopped and threw the flogger noisly on the table. "Perhaps the next time I ask you a direct question, you will answer" he said in a quiet tone. Richard tilted the horse forward and slid a couple of large blocks under the back legs. With his harness still bound to his testicles and his head held back, Jason found himself on a sharp angle looking down toward the cement floor. "If you can't find time to properly train yourself Jason, I'll have to provide you with some assistance", Richard mused.
Selecting a ring gag from the table, Richard forced Jason's jaws apart and pushed it in to his mouth and tightened the strap around the back of his neck. Jason was terrified at what his Master might now do. Only moments passed before his Master picked up a soft, black dildo from the table. It was not overly thick, but long in length. Richard slid it a comfortable distance in to the mouth of his sub. "Suck it Jason, pretend it's real... good boy, that's it", Richard said. As Jason sucked however, Richard slowly pushed the dildo farther and farther in to his defenseless mouth. "Keep sucking Jason, that's it." But Jason started to panic as the tip started to stimulate his gag reflex. He mumbled in protest and tried to move his secured head, but could not. Richard stopped and held the long phallus in this uncomfortable position. "Keep sucking Jason" he admonished, "don't stop."
Tears were forming in Jason's eyes as he fought the urge to convulse. Richard was watching him carefully. "Very good Jason, keep sucking", said Richard as he nudged the dildo in farther. Jason was trying to protest but could not. It was more than he could take. His gag reflex was over stimulated and suddenly, he started to throw up. Richard pulled the gag out and watched as his sub heaved violently all over the floor in front of him.
With a nearby hose, Richard calmly washed the mess away and watched it disappear down the drain. "It's worse than I thought Jason, you didn't manage that very well at all. We need to practice this". Jason was moaning and pleading as best he could with the ring holding his jaws open. But Richard was showing no mercy. Again his Master took the dildo and slowly pushed it deep in to the mouth of his sub, fucking him with it and working the tip at the back of his throat. Jason was in agony and started to gag. Richard watched, as again, his muscles convulsed and he threw up a second time with great heaving gasps.
Richard repeated the ritual of washing away the mess, and then reinserting the dildo and pushing it far back in to the sensitive areas of Jason's throat. After four times, Jason was no longer able to eject anything. As Jason spasmed and shook with dry heaves, Richard continued to torment his throat. Over and over he worked the long probe for twenty more minutes. When he thought Jason could take no more he stopped.
Richard released Jason's balls and removed the gag and harness. Jason lay motionless on the horse, breathing heavily and void of strength. "May I assume you will continue with your exercises Jason, or do I have to provide more training here?" "Yes Sir", Jason panted, "yes Sir, I will Sir, no more, please no more" he panted. "I will test you in two weeks Jason, you better be ready", Richard said. "And now I want you to perform for me Jason".
Moving to the rear of the horse, Richard grabbed hold of Jason's testicles and started to squeeze. With his other hand he started to stroke Jason's growing erection. "Always a slut for pain, aren't you Jason" he asked. But Jason was in too much agony to answer. He was fighting to keep from crying out as his Master expertly stroked his erection. He could feel himself approaching climax as sharp pains from his Master's crushing fingers shot through his groin. After about ten minutes Jason was nearing orgasm. Sensing this and wanting to subject him to a maximum level of pain, Richard pushed the index finger of his clenched hand in between Jason's balls, bringing him to a new height of pain. Jason screamed loudly and shook as he climaxed, squirting long streams of semen on to the floor. Richard let go of his balls and stroked the sweat laden neck of his depleted sub. "Good boy Jason, good boy..."
Monday, July 14, 2008
Message to a Distant Friend:
I almost forgot…..Happy Birthday Darling! My mind isn’t functioning at full capacity today. I’m very tired as I was up all night making phone calls to try and find a Dom in your area that I could hire to deliver a birthday treat to you. But after interviewing 26 of them I gave up as none of them seemed to be capable of delivering what I wanted.
I didn’t ask for anything very difficult. They were to meet you at a hotel this afternoon and escort you to a room. After having you remove your clothes and then fitting you with cuffs and a collar, they were to clip your wrists together behind your back and then run a tether line from your wrists up to the back of your collar. Simple, yes? The tether was to prevent you from lowering your bound hands any lower than the middle of your back. Next, on the bed you would go, face down with your ankles spread wide and tied off to the corners of the bed frame. And two big pillows were to be placed under your hips. A nice vision I think. Ass in the air and thighs spread wide, leaving your now dripping cunt fully exposed and your cervix in a particularly vulnerable position for anyone with a lengthy penis. Oh yes, and a ball gag fitted in to that beautiful mouth of yours to keep the soon-to-come noise to a minimum.
And now for the main event, the birthday spanking. I think everyone your age should enter in to a new year of life with a severe spanking and a sound fucking. This would serve as an annual reminder as to their place of submission. What do you think dear? The Dom was to use a twelve inch paddle made of lexan. Not too heavy though, I wanted the skin on your ass to be bright red, not bruised. And so, the paddling would proceed with the number of hard hitting strokes that would match your age. You of course would be screaming in to the gag and thrashing, and trying to protect your buttocks with your hands. Thats were the tether comes in, it would prevent you from moving your hands down to protect your ass, leaving you quite bare and unprotected.
Fucking comes next. I wanted someone with quite a large penis, someone who could both stretch you wide and penetrate far enough inside you to hit your cervix with some impact. He would slow fuck you at first with long deep strokes that would cause shock waves to jolt you each time he hit the end of your vagina. He would have to be discerning also, someone who could tell when you were approaching orgasm. As you neared climax, he would stop moving and then watch as you strained to pump your hips back and forth on his shaft, frantically fucking him just like a whore, and finally coming with a blinding orgasm.
My rental Dom was also to be tall. After you finished the shameless fucking of his erection, I wanted him to place you in a choke hold by wrapping his arm around your neck from behind. Not too tight, just snug enough to make you fight for your breath as he proceeded to fuck you hard and fast, driving you to another orgasm, and he in turn filling your cunt with semen.
A delicious thought, but I’m sorry…your birthday treat was not to be.
Cheers to you pet,
Max
I didn’t ask for anything very difficult. They were to meet you at a hotel this afternoon and escort you to a room. After having you remove your clothes and then fitting you with cuffs and a collar, they were to clip your wrists together behind your back and then run a tether line from your wrists up to the back of your collar. Simple, yes? The tether was to prevent you from lowering your bound hands any lower than the middle of your back. Next, on the bed you would go, face down with your ankles spread wide and tied off to the corners of the bed frame. And two big pillows were to be placed under your hips. A nice vision I think. Ass in the air and thighs spread wide, leaving your now dripping cunt fully exposed and your cervix in a particularly vulnerable position for anyone with a lengthy penis. Oh yes, and a ball gag fitted in to that beautiful mouth of yours to keep the soon-to-come noise to a minimum.
And now for the main event, the birthday spanking. I think everyone your age should enter in to a new year of life with a severe spanking and a sound fucking. This would serve as an annual reminder as to their place of submission. What do you think dear? The Dom was to use a twelve inch paddle made of lexan. Not too heavy though, I wanted the skin on your ass to be bright red, not bruised. And so, the paddling would proceed with the number of hard hitting strokes that would match your age. You of course would be screaming in to the gag and thrashing, and trying to protect your buttocks with your hands. Thats were the tether comes in, it would prevent you from moving your hands down to protect your ass, leaving you quite bare and unprotected.
Fucking comes next. I wanted someone with quite a large penis, someone who could both stretch you wide and penetrate far enough inside you to hit your cervix with some impact. He would slow fuck you at first with long deep strokes that would cause shock waves to jolt you each time he hit the end of your vagina. He would have to be discerning also, someone who could tell when you were approaching orgasm. As you neared climax, he would stop moving and then watch as you strained to pump your hips back and forth on his shaft, frantically fucking him just like a whore, and finally coming with a blinding orgasm.
My rental Dom was also to be tall. After you finished the shameless fucking of his erection, I wanted him to place you in a choke hold by wrapping his arm around your neck from behind. Not too tight, just snug enough to make you fight for your breath as he proceeded to fuck you hard and fast, driving you to another orgasm, and he in turn filling your cunt with semen.
A delicious thought, but I’m sorry…your birthday treat was not to be.
Cheers to you pet,
Max
Friday, July 11, 2008
Websites of Interest:
From time to time I like to direct attention to websites that I think would be of interest to my readers. Here is one that I have found in my travels. I think you will enjoy it immensely...
- Gabriele Rigon Photography
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part ll
Sarah fought to keep still as the attendant worked her pubic area with shaving cream. Suddenly, the sharp blade of the razor was on her, cutting away the last of her modesty. She could feel its sharpness and was anxious as he carefully worked the glistening edge of the blade around her outer lips. She struggled not to move as his fingers methodically touched and exposed every part of her sex. When he finished, he used a warm cloth to clean her freshly bared skin.
“Much better”, whispered Monique in to Sarah’s ear. She had approached Sarah from behind and was now reaching around and stroking Sarah’s smooth and very wet cunt with her fingers. Holding her still with her left arm, she pushed the fingers of her right hand up inside her and slowly worked them in and out. Sarah’s head was spinning as her arousal built. Monique continued to masturbate her. Sarah was trembling as her muscles started to give out from the intense position in which she was restrained. Monique then grasped her clitoris and twisted it hard between her fingertips. Sarah gasped in pain but the stimulation was pushing her to a climax. Before she could do so however, Monique removed her hand and placed her fingers in Sarah’s mouth. “Lick them clean Sarah” she ordered.
Monique now turned her attention to her two waiting attendants. “Take her down and dress her for the forum”, she directed. “You will be my guest tonight Sarah, at a most interesting event. I will expect you to behave perfectly though, or there may be consequences”. Sarah was led away by the attendants who laid out for her exactly what to wear. Before her was a glamorous black evening gown with a low cut front and no back. There was no bra, but her medium sized breasts were not in need of support. The only other articles of clothing were a garter belt, stockings, and high heels. The new found smoothness of her sex was making Sarah very aroused and she desperately wanted to masturbate herself, but she knew the attendants would not let her. She dressed quickly and prepared herself for Monique.
Once ready, she was escorted to another large room full of people. Monique met her at the doorway. “This is my event Sarah; it’s a public disciplinary session for a young man who is not responding well to his training. We will sit at the front. Your Master will be off to the side, but do not look at him. Speak to no one and do as you are told.” Monique took Sarah’s arm in her’s and they entered the room. As they walked down the centre isle, many of the guests respectfully stood and greeted Monique as they made their way to their seats. Sarah felt very privileged to be by her side.
All eyes were focused on the raised platform. A young man had been brought out by two attendants and was being bent over a wooden spanking horse. Leather cuffs held his wrists and ankles wide apart, securing them tightly to the legs of the frame. His ass was raised high and held perfectly in position for his punishment. A thick wooden dowel was placed between his teeth and held in like a bridle bit. It would allow him to scream but would prevent him from biting his tongue and lips. From the dim light at the rear of the stage, an older, well built man appeared. Picking up a long air paddle from the table, he stood in position next to the victim and looked at Monique. With a nod of her head, she signaled him to begin.
“Watch carefully Sarah, Alexander is an expert with both the paddle and the cane. He will inflict more pain than this poor boy thought possible.” Sarah watched in fascination as the spanking began. Alexander put his full body in to each of the twenty strokes he would administer. As each stroke hit its target, the young man fought hard to bear the pain. The paddle was quite effective however. Alternating between the buttocks and thighs, each hit of the perforated paddle brought the nerves of its victim to the surface of the skin and enflamed them in agonizing pain. After ten strokes tears were flowing liberally from his eyes and he was begging them to stop, promising to do anything they asked of him. But the punishment continued until all twenty strokes had been delivered and skin of the young victim was bright red and very tender.
The punishment of the young man was not yet complete however. As Alexander laid down the paddle with one hand, he picked up a thirty inch cane with the other. Almost without missing a beat, the punishment continued with twenty more strokes of the cane. The effect of caning the freshly spanked and well prepared skin was extreme. At once the boy started to scream at the top of his lungs. He was thrashing uncontrollably in his restraints but could not escape the stinging tip of the well placed instrument until all twenty strokes were complete.
Gasping for breath, shaking, and covered with sweat, the young man was released from the horse and helped off the stage. The bright red skin and deep welts on his buttocks and thighs a solemn reminder to those who chose to disobey.
To be continued...
“Much better”, whispered Monique in to Sarah’s ear. She had approached Sarah from behind and was now reaching around and stroking Sarah’s smooth and very wet cunt with her fingers. Holding her still with her left arm, she pushed the fingers of her right hand up inside her and slowly worked them in and out. Sarah’s head was spinning as her arousal built. Monique continued to masturbate her. Sarah was trembling as her muscles started to give out from the intense position in which she was restrained. Monique then grasped her clitoris and twisted it hard between her fingertips. Sarah gasped in pain but the stimulation was pushing her to a climax. Before she could do so however, Monique removed her hand and placed her fingers in Sarah’s mouth. “Lick them clean Sarah” she ordered.
Monique now turned her attention to her two waiting attendants. “Take her down and dress her for the forum”, she directed. “You will be my guest tonight Sarah, at a most interesting event. I will expect you to behave perfectly though, or there may be consequences”. Sarah was led away by the attendants who laid out for her exactly what to wear. Before her was a glamorous black evening gown with a low cut front and no back. There was no bra, but her medium sized breasts were not in need of support. The only other articles of clothing were a garter belt, stockings, and high heels. The new found smoothness of her sex was making Sarah very aroused and she desperately wanted to masturbate herself, but she knew the attendants would not let her. She dressed quickly and prepared herself for Monique.
Once ready, she was escorted to another large room full of people. Monique met her at the doorway. “This is my event Sarah; it’s a public disciplinary session for a young man who is not responding well to his training. We will sit at the front. Your Master will be off to the side, but do not look at him. Speak to no one and do as you are told.” Monique took Sarah’s arm in her’s and they entered the room. As they walked down the centre isle, many of the guests respectfully stood and greeted Monique as they made their way to their seats. Sarah felt very privileged to be by her side.
All eyes were focused on the raised platform. A young man had been brought out by two attendants and was being bent over a wooden spanking horse. Leather cuffs held his wrists and ankles wide apart, securing them tightly to the legs of the frame. His ass was raised high and held perfectly in position for his punishment. A thick wooden dowel was placed between his teeth and held in like a bridle bit. It would allow him to scream but would prevent him from biting his tongue and lips. From the dim light at the rear of the stage, an older, well built man appeared. Picking up a long air paddle from the table, he stood in position next to the victim and looked at Monique. With a nod of her head, she signaled him to begin.
“Watch carefully Sarah, Alexander is an expert with both the paddle and the cane. He will inflict more pain than this poor boy thought possible.” Sarah watched in fascination as the spanking began. Alexander put his full body in to each of the twenty strokes he would administer. As each stroke hit its target, the young man fought hard to bear the pain. The paddle was quite effective however. Alternating between the buttocks and thighs, each hit of the perforated paddle brought the nerves of its victim to the surface of the skin and enflamed them in agonizing pain. After ten strokes tears were flowing liberally from his eyes and he was begging them to stop, promising to do anything they asked of him. But the punishment continued until all twenty strokes had been delivered and skin of the young victim was bright red and very tender.
The punishment of the young man was not yet complete however. As Alexander laid down the paddle with one hand, he picked up a thirty inch cane with the other. Almost without missing a beat, the punishment continued with twenty more strokes of the cane. The effect of caning the freshly spanked and well prepared skin was extreme. At once the boy started to scream at the top of his lungs. He was thrashing uncontrollably in his restraints but could not escape the stinging tip of the well placed instrument until all twenty strokes were complete.
Gasping for breath, shaking, and covered with sweat, the young man was released from the horse and helped off the stage. The bright red skin and deep welts on his buttocks and thighs a solemn reminder to those who chose to disobey.
To be continued...
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Finger Play:
"If you have an orgasm, I'll punish you severely Jason. You have to learn how to control yourself." Richard continued to slowly stroke the erection of his sub. Twenty nine year old Jason was squirming in his bonds as he fought off the impending climax that was building inside him. He knew his Master would be true to his word and was worried about the consequences of disobeying him.
But Jason could not withstand the expert touch of Richard's experienced fingers as they worked the tight skin of his penis. As much as he fought off the feeling, he felt his climax building. Richard was watching him carefully and slowed his stroking as Jason neared his climax. Milky white semen was appearing at the tip of Jason's penis, replacing the clear precum which had preceded it. Slowly he stroked with very light movements. Suddenly Jason was starting to climax and arched his hips. Richard stopped and withdrew his hand. Jason protested through his ball gag. He needed Richard's touch desperately at that very moment. Semen was pouring out of his penis as he started to ejaculate, but he couldn't reach orgasm without further stimulation. His climax was ruined.
Richard watched the spectacle with delight. "Poorly done Jason, you have no self control", he exclaimed. Picking up a large syringe with no needle, Richard then began sucking up each pool of semen from Jason's belly and chest. When he had collected most of it, he leaned over and ejected it in to the hole in his sub's ball gag. "Something for you to think about while I take a break Jason, swallow it like a good boy".
As Jason lay in restraints on the bed, Richard sat down and poured himself a glass of wine. After about twenty minutes he continued the session. Producing his favorite cock ring, he slipped it over Jason's flaccid penis where it slid down to rest on his belly. It was a cruel device. The inside was lined with small sharp teeth that would dig in to it's victim's tight skin as he became aroused. Richard had this one made exactly to fit Jason's dimensions.
Richard next produced some thin rope. He separated and tightly tied each one of Jason's testicles and then wrapped the remainder of the rope around his ball sac from his balls to just below his penis. Jason was beginning to get aroused once more as his skin was slowly tightened with the rope. "Good boy Jason, don't fight it, let your erection grow for me", Richard said.
But Jason knew the pain that was to come. As his penis grew he could feel the sharp teeth of the ring starting to push in on his sensitive skin.Richard poured some lubricant on to his fingers and then used them to caress Jason's erection. Jason started to cry out as his penis responded to Richard's touch and the cock ring started working it's magic. Richard carefully stroked him to a rock hard erection. Jason was squirming in pain as Richard worked his fingers and hands over Jason's cock and rock hard balls."Fifteen minutes Jason, I'll stop when you have endured the teeth of the cock ring for fifteen minutes."
Jason was clearly in distress as his Master methodically worked his penis. His eyes were full of tears. Richard was careful not to let him climax until the appointed moment. Finally the time was up and Richard started using long steady strokes to bring Jason over the edge. Jason screamed in to the gag as his prick bulged even further, forcing the teeth on the ring to dig in deeper. As he climaxed, creamy white semen shot from the tip of his erection and a powerful orgasm embraced his body.
A lovely session...
But Jason could not withstand the expert touch of Richard's experienced fingers as they worked the tight skin of his penis. As much as he fought off the feeling, he felt his climax building. Richard was watching him carefully and slowed his stroking as Jason neared his climax. Milky white semen was appearing at the tip of Jason's penis, replacing the clear precum which had preceded it. Slowly he stroked with very light movements. Suddenly Jason was starting to climax and arched his hips. Richard stopped and withdrew his hand. Jason protested through his ball gag. He needed Richard's touch desperately at that very moment. Semen was pouring out of his penis as he started to ejaculate, but he couldn't reach orgasm without further stimulation. His climax was ruined.
Richard watched the spectacle with delight. "Poorly done Jason, you have no self control", he exclaimed. Picking up a large syringe with no needle, Richard then began sucking up each pool of semen from Jason's belly and chest. When he had collected most of it, he leaned over and ejected it in to the hole in his sub's ball gag. "Something for you to think about while I take a break Jason, swallow it like a good boy".
As Jason lay in restraints on the bed, Richard sat down and poured himself a glass of wine. After about twenty minutes he continued the session. Producing his favorite cock ring, he slipped it over Jason's flaccid penis where it slid down to rest on his belly. It was a cruel device. The inside was lined with small sharp teeth that would dig in to it's victim's tight skin as he became aroused. Richard had this one made exactly to fit Jason's dimensions.
Richard next produced some thin rope. He separated and tightly tied each one of Jason's testicles and then wrapped the remainder of the rope around his ball sac from his balls to just below his penis. Jason was beginning to get aroused once more as his skin was slowly tightened with the rope. "Good boy Jason, don't fight it, let your erection grow for me", Richard said.
But Jason knew the pain that was to come. As his penis grew he could feel the sharp teeth of the ring starting to push in on his sensitive skin.Richard poured some lubricant on to his fingers and then used them to caress Jason's erection. Jason started to cry out as his penis responded to Richard's touch and the cock ring started working it's magic. Richard carefully stroked him to a rock hard erection. Jason was squirming in pain as Richard worked his fingers and hands over Jason's cock and rock hard balls."Fifteen minutes Jason, I'll stop when you have endured the teeth of the cock ring for fifteen minutes."
Jason was clearly in distress as his Master methodically worked his penis. His eyes were full of tears. Richard was careful not to let him climax until the appointed moment. Finally the time was up and Richard started using long steady strokes to bring Jason over the edge. Jason screamed in to the gag as his prick bulged even further, forcing the teeth on the ring to dig in deeper. As he climaxed, creamy white semen shot from the tip of his erection and a powerful orgasm embraced his body.
A lovely session...
Back in Business:
After a two week meltdown I'm back in business. It wasn't really a meltdown, but I felt pissed off, depressed, and fed up. Some of you told me you feel like that every day. Fuck...I guess things aren't so bad after all. Thank you to all who sent nice words.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
In Praise of Women:
I have always admired women who are smart and talented. I am pleased to say that during the course of the last few months I have met many. Their gifts have come in various shapes and sizes. Some are skilled writers, others are exceptional story tellers, still others have a flair for creativity, art, photography, poetry, and so forth.
If you have not had the opportunity to do so, please meet some of these wonderful ladies by going to the links listed below. You will find a wealth of wonderful and stimulating material as you journey through the pages of their websites. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
If you have not had the opportunity to do so, please meet some of these wonderful ladies by going to the links listed below. You will find a wealth of wonderful and stimulating material as you journey through the pages of their websites. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
The Training of Sarah - Part I
Master had not told her where they were going but Sarah knew it was an important occasion by the evening gown and jewelry which he had picked out for her to wear. The cab turned through two large gates and pulled up in front of a sprawling estate. Exiting the cab, Master escorted her to the front door where they were greeted by a house servant. After stepping inside, a tall and elegantly dressed woman appeared. Her name was Monique.
An older and beautiful woman, Monique was clearly in charge of her surroundings. After greeting and hugging Master, she turned and looked carefully at Sarah. “She’s beautiful Richard, and I just love the way you’ve dressed her. I’m so glad you brought her. Let’s go inside shall we?” Monique took Sarah’s arm firmly in her own and escorted her down a long corridor, chatting all the while about the many paintings that hung from the paneled walls. Eventually they entered a large open room. The room was elegantly furnished and had a high ceiling, and there were two male attendants standing just inside the doorway. In the center of the room, hanging from a large beam, was a long tether. At the end of the tether were two leather wrist cuffs. Sarah’s pulse began to race.
Over to the side of the room, Master was now seated in a large armchair with a glass of wine that one of the attendants had brought him. “Your Master tells me your training has been going well Sarah. He told me however, that you seem to lack humility.” Monique stood in front of Sarah and stroked her cheek with her fingers. “Your Master has no patience for slaves that are not humble, so he brought you to me. I specialize in humility training my pet, and I enjoy it immensely. Let’s see what we can do to break you of that nasty little trait my dear.”
Sarah was at a loss for words and her mouth had gone dry. Monique was already instructing one of the attendants to prepare her. At once, she was led to the tether and her wrists were securely locked in to the cuffs just above her head. Monique continued to issue orders. “Take her shoes off and lock her ankles in a spreader bar. Set it for 24 inches, not too wide. Good, now tighten the tether so she’s up on tip toes. Excellent, now strip her.”
Sarah’s heart was pounding as hands manipulated her body. She could feel the wetness of her panties on her aroused cunt. The attendants roughly ripped and cut Sarah’s clothing from her, leaving her completely naked and open. The coolness of the air in the room became immediately evident as her nakedness was exposed. She could not see Master who was seated behind her, but she knew he was watching. Monique circled around her, looking intently at her body. She stroked her torso and fondled the nipples on her exposed breasts. “I had assumed your pubic hair would be shaved my dear. This will have to be rectified,” said Monique. She summoned to one of the attendants who left the room and then returned with a tray of implements. Monique looked in to Sarah’s eyes, “my attendant is going to shave you Sarah. You must stand absolutely still however, because he’s going to use a straight razor which is very, very sharp. We don’t want to cut you now do we?” Sarah swallowed hard as pangs of distress shot through her.
To be continued...
An older and beautiful woman, Monique was clearly in charge of her surroundings. After greeting and hugging Master, she turned and looked carefully at Sarah. “She’s beautiful Richard, and I just love the way you’ve dressed her. I’m so glad you brought her. Let’s go inside shall we?” Monique took Sarah’s arm firmly in her own and escorted her down a long corridor, chatting all the while about the many paintings that hung from the paneled walls. Eventually they entered a large open room. The room was elegantly furnished and had a high ceiling, and there were two male attendants standing just inside the doorway. In the center of the room, hanging from a large beam, was a long tether. At the end of the tether were two leather wrist cuffs. Sarah’s pulse began to race.
Over to the side of the room, Master was now seated in a large armchair with a glass of wine that one of the attendants had brought him. “Your Master tells me your training has been going well Sarah. He told me however, that you seem to lack humility.” Monique stood in front of Sarah and stroked her cheek with her fingers. “Your Master has no patience for slaves that are not humble, so he brought you to me. I specialize in humility training my pet, and I enjoy it immensely. Let’s see what we can do to break you of that nasty little trait my dear.”
Sarah was at a loss for words and her mouth had gone dry. Monique was already instructing one of the attendants to prepare her. At once, she was led to the tether and her wrists were securely locked in to the cuffs just above her head. Monique continued to issue orders. “Take her shoes off and lock her ankles in a spreader bar. Set it for 24 inches, not too wide. Good, now tighten the tether so she’s up on tip toes. Excellent, now strip her.”
Sarah’s heart was pounding as hands manipulated her body. She could feel the wetness of her panties on her aroused cunt. The attendants roughly ripped and cut Sarah’s clothing from her, leaving her completely naked and open. The coolness of the air in the room became immediately evident as her nakedness was exposed. She could not see Master who was seated behind her, but she knew he was watching. Monique circled around her, looking intently at her body. She stroked her torso and fondled the nipples on her exposed breasts. “I had assumed your pubic hair would be shaved my dear. This will have to be rectified,” said Monique. She summoned to one of the attendants who left the room and then returned with a tray of implements. Monique looked in to Sarah’s eyes, “my attendant is going to shave you Sarah. You must stand absolutely still however, because he’s going to use a straight razor which is very, very sharp. We don’t want to cut you now do we?” Sarah swallowed hard as pangs of distress shot through her.
To be continued...
Monday, May 26, 2008
Video Clips
It seems that everyone is viewing video clips. Even fast-food outlets are showing clips of live food. They do it because they know a real flic is much more effective than a static photo.
Erotic clips are equally effective. You may find the two film clips below to be of interest. The first one shows Gina Gershon having an exquisite orgasm at the hand of Jennifer Tilly. The second is of Madonna in a kinky little bondage scene. Enjoy....
Bound (Jennifer Tilly and Gina Gershon)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0L4LwI6SKKk&feature=related
Body of Evidence (Madonna and William Dafoe)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=duBFQkZYGbM
Erotic clips are equally effective. You may find the two film clips below to be of interest. The first one shows Gina Gershon having an exquisite orgasm at the hand of Jennifer Tilly. The second is of Madonna in a kinky little bondage scene. Enjoy....
Bound (Jennifer Tilly and Gina Gershon)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0L4LwI6SKKk&feature=related
Body of Evidence (Madonna and William Dafoe)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=duBFQkZYGbM
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Lisa's Submission - Part IV
Lisa feels the bed move as her Master positions himself over top of her. He is in a 69 position but she cannot tell until she feels him kissing her inner thighs and pubic area. Her clitoris still tingles from Master's finger but her vagina has not been touched. He slides his tongue between her inner lips and licks her already swollen clitoris until he can feel her arousal for a second time. She is very wet, and now she wants him again. She continues to feel the pull of her restraints and her tingling nipples, still hot from the clips. He is sucking on her, she is starting to climax. He stops, and then he starts again. More teasing, more tasting of her wetness, more stimulation. She writhes in her restraints, she wants him, she is starting to orgasm. He stops. He turns and repositions himself with his penis between her legs. She feels the throbbing tip pushing at her entrance. She tries to push down but cannot. She begs him to fuck her. Her Master drives in to her, pushing his erection deep inside her until he can feel the nub of her cervix. He slides in and out, fucking her with long strokes. She shudders with the intense stimulation to her vagina. Once again she is nearing climax. She is panting as he continues to fuck her, and again her body jerks with an explosive orgasm.
After a few moments, Master undoes her cuffs and directs her to kneel on the floor in front of a chair in the middle of the room. Master sits down in front of her. He has withheld himself from climaxing and is now providing her with the opportunity to redeem herself from the lack of self control she had earlier demonstrated. Anxious to please her Master, Lisa starts to passionately make love to Master's well lubricated erection. Working the head and upper shaft in and out of her mouth, Lisa massages her Master's testicles and pulled gently on his ball sac. She loves to please her Master in this way and yearns for the hot splash of his semen in her mouth. As Lisa's tongue slides back and forth, she can feel him swelling as he comes closer to climaxing. She can taste his precum flowing freely and can feel his muscles tensing. Then all at once he is there. He lets go and sprays the back of her throat with hot semen. She swallows his delicious fluid and remains between his knees. Her Master’s hand is stoking her hair. “Good girl Lisa”….
After a few moments, Master undoes her cuffs and directs her to kneel on the floor in front of a chair in the middle of the room. Master sits down in front of her. He has withheld himself from climaxing and is now providing her with the opportunity to redeem herself from the lack of self control she had earlier demonstrated. Anxious to please her Master, Lisa starts to passionately make love to Master's well lubricated erection. Working the head and upper shaft in and out of her mouth, Lisa massages her Master's testicles and pulled gently on his ball sac. She loves to please her Master in this way and yearns for the hot splash of his semen in her mouth. As Lisa's tongue slides back and forth, she can feel him swelling as he comes closer to climaxing. She can taste his precum flowing freely and can feel his muscles tensing. Then all at once he is there. He lets go and sprays the back of her throat with hot semen. She swallows his delicious fluid and remains between his knees. Her Master’s hand is stoking her hair. “Good girl Lisa”….
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Orgasm Denial
Here’s a technique for punishing a male that will appeal to a number of our readers who are Domme or Switch oriented:
Firmly restrain and gag your male sub in a face-up spread eagle position. Separate and tightly tie each one of his testicles with soft, thin, hemp rope. After wrapping the rope in multiple passes around each testicle, continue to firmly wrap the exposed section of his ball sac all the way from his two separated balls down to the base of his penis. This will pull his testicles away from his body and will make his erection very hard with tight, tight, skin.
Next, take a large spring-loaded ladies hairclip (the kind with spikes inside) and gently clamp it around his erection about two inches from the base. At first the pain will be fairly mild, but the constant tension of the springs will soon cause the spikes to push in to the soft nerve-filled tissue. This will cause significant pain.
With well oiled fingers, stimulate his erection by stroking it with your fingertips. The pleasure of your fingers on his hard skin will counter-balance the pain from the clip, thus heightening the pleasure/pain paradox.
Stroke slowly and watch his distress. Take your time and tease him without mercy. Allow your fingernails to lightly score his shaft. Eventually, allow him to approach a climax. As this occurs, slow even further and reduce stimulation to hold him on the edge. When you decide to make him come, watch carefully for the start of his ejaculation. Barely touch him. Gently squeeze his balls together. He will be extremely aroused at this point and frantic for an orgasm. When a steady stream of semen starts to slowly flow from his penis, stop all stimulation. Ejaculation is in motion and will continue through to completion, however, without the necessary stimulation he will not be able to achieve an orgasm. He will be left spent and very frustrated.
Cruel? Yes…but extremely exquisite.
Note: As with most play, certain dangers exist. There are numerous websites where one can go to educate themselves before engaging in this type of activity.
Firmly restrain and gag your male sub in a face-up spread eagle position. Separate and tightly tie each one of his testicles with soft, thin, hemp rope. After wrapping the rope in multiple passes around each testicle, continue to firmly wrap the exposed section of his ball sac all the way from his two separated balls down to the base of his penis. This will pull his testicles away from his body and will make his erection very hard with tight, tight, skin.
Next, take a large spring-loaded ladies hairclip (the kind with spikes inside) and gently clamp it around his erection about two inches from the base. At first the pain will be fairly mild, but the constant tension of the springs will soon cause the spikes to push in to the soft nerve-filled tissue. This will cause significant pain.
With well oiled fingers, stimulate his erection by stroking it with your fingertips. The pleasure of your fingers on his hard skin will counter-balance the pain from the clip, thus heightening the pleasure/pain paradox.
Stroke slowly and watch his distress. Take your time and tease him without mercy. Allow your fingernails to lightly score his shaft. Eventually, allow him to approach a climax. As this occurs, slow even further and reduce stimulation to hold him on the edge. When you decide to make him come, watch carefully for the start of his ejaculation. Barely touch him. Gently squeeze his balls together. He will be extremely aroused at this point and frantic for an orgasm. When a steady stream of semen starts to slowly flow from his penis, stop all stimulation. Ejaculation is in motion and will continue through to completion, however, without the necessary stimulation he will not be able to achieve an orgasm. He will be left spent and very frustrated.
Cruel? Yes…but extremely exquisite.
Note: As with most play, certain dangers exist. There are numerous websites where one can go to educate themselves before engaging in this type of activity.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Global Community
I am pleased to report that individuals from over 15 countries have been viewing "White Room". A testament, I believe, to the scope and makeup of the unique interest we share. Please feel free to share your opinions, likes, dislikes, and so forth by leaving a comment. You can also contact me directly at my email address.
Wishing you a great day,
Max
Wishing you a great day,
Max
Monday, May 12, 2008
Lisa's Submission - Part III
Master sits on the bed beside her and gazes at her body. He gently fondles her garter belt and slowly runs his hand down her stomach and inner thigh. He spends a great deal of time teasing her. His fingers pass by her aching vagina. He doesn't touch it but feels the sticky wetness it is producing. He can smell the musky scent of her arousal. He strokes her breasts and lightly pinches each nipple and rolls them between his fingers. Lisa pulls at her restraints and moans at his touch.
Master leans down close to her ear "it's time to play a game Lisa", he whispers. Master describes the game to her. The game is simple, he will masturbate her clitoris with his index finger as long as she can reach it. He will keep lifting his finger higher and higher, she in turn must push up with her hips to keep in contact with him. She will have to work hard if she wants an orgasm.
"I'm going to add some incentive for you to perform Lisa", he states, "do you remember your favorite nipple clips?" Master was referring to a pair of spring loaded nipple clips with small sharp teeth that she had worn before. A knot forms in Lisa's stomach as she hears the clips in his hand. She remembers the sharp sting they produce in her nipples and how they eventually cause a burning sensation to radiate throughout her breasts and chest. The springs are relentless and cause the pain to slowly intensify until it is unbearable. She knew she would only be able to endure them for a short time.
One at a time Master sucks on each of her nipples to enlarge and harden them and then gently installs each clip. Lisa fights to control her breathing as she starts to feel the heat from the pain they are causing. Knowing how painful the clips are on Lisa's nipples, Master promises to remove them once she climaxes for him.
Satisfied with the positioning of the nipple clips, Master starts gently massaging Lisa's sex. She gasps and pushes against his finger. The contradicting sensations of pleasure and pain make her feel dizzy. He continues to stimulate her for a few moments and then pulls his finger slightly up and almost out of reach. She pushes in to the mattress with her bound hands, struggling to lift her hips. It is difficult but she manages to maintain contact. "That's it, reach for my finger Lisa" he says in a hushed voice. Her Master continues to stroke her wet sex, slowly teasing her closer to orgasm. Lisa's nipples are burning and her chest is heaving as her breathing intensifies. Slowly he continues the game of raising his finger as she in turn arches her hips higher and higher off the bed. He is watching her carefully. Having lifted her hips as far as she can, she is frantic for sexual relief. She is straining to keep her hips in this position. Her nipples are on fire. Sensing she has reached her limit, he makes her hold this position as his finger continues to stroke her. She is almost at a climax and is straining and pushing. Her muscles ache and her nipples burn. He makes her hold, more, longer...she starts to shake and collapses to the bed as a blinding climax washes through her.
As she lay panting on the bed, Master removes the clips and gently massages her aching nipples. He strokes her cheek and tells her she is a good girl. He then unclips her wrists which are still behind her back and re-secures them to the two restraint straps above her. She is now stretched in a spread eagle position, still unable to see through the tightness of the blindfold. She hears the familiar tinkle of Master's belt buckle...
To be continued...
Master leans down close to her ear "it's time to play a game Lisa", he whispers. Master describes the game to her. The game is simple, he will masturbate her clitoris with his index finger as long as she can reach it. He will keep lifting his finger higher and higher, she in turn must push up with her hips to keep in contact with him. She will have to work hard if she wants an orgasm.
"I'm going to add some incentive for you to perform Lisa", he states, "do you remember your favorite nipple clips?" Master was referring to a pair of spring loaded nipple clips with small sharp teeth that she had worn before. A knot forms in Lisa's stomach as she hears the clips in his hand. She remembers the sharp sting they produce in her nipples and how they eventually cause a burning sensation to radiate throughout her breasts and chest. The springs are relentless and cause the pain to slowly intensify until it is unbearable. She knew she would only be able to endure them for a short time.
One at a time Master sucks on each of her nipples to enlarge and harden them and then gently installs each clip. Lisa fights to control her breathing as she starts to feel the heat from the pain they are causing. Knowing how painful the clips are on Lisa's nipples, Master promises to remove them once she climaxes for him.
Satisfied with the positioning of the nipple clips, Master starts gently massaging Lisa's sex. She gasps and pushes against his finger. The contradicting sensations of pleasure and pain make her feel dizzy. He continues to stimulate her for a few moments and then pulls his finger slightly up and almost out of reach. She pushes in to the mattress with her bound hands, struggling to lift her hips. It is difficult but she manages to maintain contact. "That's it, reach for my finger Lisa" he says in a hushed voice. Her Master continues to stroke her wet sex, slowly teasing her closer to orgasm. Lisa's nipples are burning and her chest is heaving as her breathing intensifies. Slowly he continues the game of raising his finger as she in turn arches her hips higher and higher off the bed. He is watching her carefully. Having lifted her hips as far as she can, she is frantic for sexual relief. She is straining to keep her hips in this position. Her nipples are on fire. Sensing she has reached her limit, he makes her hold this position as his finger continues to stroke her. She is almost at a climax and is straining and pushing. Her muscles ache and her nipples burn. He makes her hold, more, longer...she starts to shake and collapses to the bed as a blinding climax washes through her.
As she lay panting on the bed, Master removes the clips and gently massages her aching nipples. He strokes her cheek and tells her she is a good girl. He then unclips her wrists which are still behind her back and re-secures them to the two restraint straps above her. She is now stretched in a spread eagle position, still unable to see through the tightness of the blindfold. She hears the familiar tinkle of Master's belt buckle...
To be continued...
Monday, May 5, 2008
Lisa's Submission - Part II
"That's the second time this week, Lisa", he observes. He gently caresses her hair and lightly runs his finger tips down her spine. "Let's see..., how best to punish you", he muses. "I would prefer to cane the inside of your thighs, just above your stocking tops, but I don't wish to mark you just yet. Another time perhaps…" Master's fingers reach her sex and he slowly strokes her swollen clitoris. Lisa moans. She can feel herself getting very wet and longs for him to enter her.
After a few minutes of stimulating her, Master withdraws his hand, "I'm going to paddle you Lisa", he said quietly. She feels panic at his words, this was not the first time Lisa has been subjected to the cruel sting of her Master's paddle. She pulls on the restraints but is completely helpless. She can already feel the tingling in her ass and the warmth on her buttocks. "Eighteen strokes Lisa, you may scream in to the gag if you wish ...."
He picked up the long-handled lexan paddle from the side table and examined it carefully. She could feel him positioning himself at the side of the bed. Tensing herself, Lisa waits for her punishment to start. The room is silent and she feels the coolness of the air on the opened lips of her wet sex. She hears movement. WHAK!!!... With a powerful swing, Master brings the glistening face of the paddle down hard on the exposed skin of her ass. A second swing……WHAK!!!
Lisa jerks in her restraints as the sharp stings shoot through her. Master is skilled at administering punishment and knows just how long to wait between strokes. As the sting from each stroke radiates through her and starts to subside, he administers the next one. Master alternates from side to side, methodically working the paddle to produce the greatest amount of pain.. WHAK!... WHAK!... WHAK!...
Lisa pulls frantically on her bonds but she is securely held in place. Tears flow down her face, but she remains silent. Even though her Master has given her permission to cry out, Lisa is determined not to let him humiliate her in this way.
Master finishes and returns the paddle to the table. He removes the ball gag from her mouth and straightens her tussled hair with his fingers. "You did well Lisa", he says, as he tenderly strokes the back of her neck. Master then undoes her restraints. He brings her wrists down behind her back and clips her wrist cuffs together, and then orders her to lie on her back. Master re-attaches her ankle cuffs to the restraints and tightens them, pulling her legs wide apart. Once secure, Master fits her with a blindfold and tightens the strap around the back of her head.
To be continued...
After a few minutes of stimulating her, Master withdraws his hand, "I'm going to paddle you Lisa", he said quietly. She feels panic at his words, this was not the first time Lisa has been subjected to the cruel sting of her Master's paddle. She pulls on the restraints but is completely helpless. She can already feel the tingling in her ass and the warmth on her buttocks. "Eighteen strokes Lisa, you may scream in to the gag if you wish ...."
He picked up the long-handled lexan paddle from the side table and examined it carefully. She could feel him positioning himself at the side of the bed. Tensing herself, Lisa waits for her punishment to start. The room is silent and she feels the coolness of the air on the opened lips of her wet sex. She hears movement. WHAK!!!... With a powerful swing, Master brings the glistening face of the paddle down hard on the exposed skin of her ass. A second swing……WHAK!!!
Lisa jerks in her restraints as the sharp stings shoot through her. Master is skilled at administering punishment and knows just how long to wait between strokes. As the sting from each stroke radiates through her and starts to subside, he administers the next one. Master alternates from side to side, methodically working the paddle to produce the greatest amount of pain.. WHAK!... WHAK!... WHAK!...
Lisa pulls frantically on her bonds but she is securely held in place. Tears flow down her face, but she remains silent. Even though her Master has given her permission to cry out, Lisa is determined not to let him humiliate her in this way.
Master finishes and returns the paddle to the table. He removes the ball gag from her mouth and straightens her tussled hair with his fingers. "You did well Lisa", he says, as he tenderly strokes the back of her neck. Master then undoes her restraints. He brings her wrists down behind her back and clips her wrist cuffs together, and then orders her to lie on her back. Master re-attaches her ankle cuffs to the restraints and tightens them, pulling her legs wide apart. Once secure, Master fits her with a blindfold and tightens the strap around the back of her head.
To be continued...
Friday, May 2, 2008
Too Much Pain
I was recently accused of being a sadist by one of my readers after noting that they could not possibly bear the type of punishment described in some of my stories. Others have made similiar comments about not wishing to experience a great deal of pain. This leads to an important point about the Dom/sub relationship. No Dom of any intelligence would ever subject his sub to more pain than they could bear. They may challenge the sub, and push limits, but a sub would not derive any pleasure from pain greater than that.
The Dom/sub relationship is one of giving, receiving, trust, and fulfillment. Each give to the other for the pleasure of the other. Preferences, likes, dislikes, and so on must be considered by each party. It is not one sided, and finding the right partner is key to success.
The Dom/sub relationship is one of giving, receiving, trust, and fulfillment. Each give to the other for the pleasure of the other. Preferences, likes, dislikes, and so on must be considered by each party. It is not one sided, and finding the right partner is key to success.
Lisa's Submission - Part I
They have been secretly meeting for months now, and today is no different than the rest. Her Master has already prepared the hotel room. Mood lighting, candles, and the bed has been fitted with restraint straps at all four corners. Lisa is appropriately attired in a sexy black dress with black stockings, garter belt, and high heels. She is wearing nothing else. As she arrives and anticipates the afternoon, she can feel the wetness from her naked sex uncomfortably spreading down her thighs. Upon entering the room she kneels down and looks at the floor, places her hands behind her neck, and awaits his instructions.
After a time, her Master has her approach him. He wants her to make love to his mouth. Probing him with her tongue, she passionately caresses his face and neck with her hands as if she were seducing her first lover. Pleased with her performance, he has her remove her dress. Master first places a leather collar around her neck and then places leather restraint cuffs on her ankles and wrists. Once in place, he pulls her hands behind her back and clips her wrist cuffs together. He now has her kneel down in front of him while keeping her thighs as wide apart as possible. As she assumes her position, every whisper of air in the room feels cool on the wetness from her exposed sex.
Unzipping the fly of his black suit, he pulls his erect penis in to full view and tells her to suck it as an act of submission. She knows what pleasures her Master and dutifully slides her soft lips over the throbbing head. She feels his pleasure as she slides her tongue back and forth on the underside of his shaft. Moving him in and out of her mouth, she fucks him with her lips. As Lisa continues to suck him, she suddenly gags by taking him too deep in to the back of her throat. At once, he stops her.
Displeased at her lack of self control, he orders her to lie face down on the bed in a spread eagle position. She swallows hard as her Master attaches her wrist and ankle cuffs to the restraint straps. She feels her limbs being stretched wide in all four directions. Her Master lifts her hips and places two large pillows underneath her, forcing her ass up high, and exposing her sex and inner thighs. Walking over to the side table, he selects a large ball gag. "Open" he orders. As he pushes the ball in to her mouth and adjusts the strap, she closes her eyes in nervous anticipation. She knows he is going to punish her.
To be continued....
After a time, her Master has her approach him. He wants her to make love to his mouth. Probing him with her tongue, she passionately caresses his face and neck with her hands as if she were seducing her first lover. Pleased with her performance, he has her remove her dress. Master first places a leather collar around her neck and then places leather restraint cuffs on her ankles and wrists. Once in place, he pulls her hands behind her back and clips her wrist cuffs together. He now has her kneel down in front of him while keeping her thighs as wide apart as possible. As she assumes her position, every whisper of air in the room feels cool on the wetness from her exposed sex.
Unzipping the fly of his black suit, he pulls his erect penis in to full view and tells her to suck it as an act of submission. She knows what pleasures her Master and dutifully slides her soft lips over the throbbing head. She feels his pleasure as she slides her tongue back and forth on the underside of his shaft. Moving him in and out of her mouth, she fucks him with her lips. As Lisa continues to suck him, she suddenly gags by taking him too deep in to the back of her throat. At once, he stops her.
Displeased at her lack of self control, he orders her to lie face down on the bed in a spread eagle position. She swallows hard as her Master attaches her wrist and ankle cuffs to the restraint straps. She feels her limbs being stretched wide in all four directions. Her Master lifts her hips and places two large pillows underneath her, forcing her ass up high, and exposing her sex and inner thighs. Walking over to the side table, he selects a large ball gag. "Open" he orders. As he pushes the ball in to her mouth and adjusts the strap, she closes her eyes in nervous anticipation. She knows he is going to punish her.
To be continued....
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Nipple Clips and the Masochist
Spring loaded nipple clips are a wonderful invention. Unlike ordinary clips, they continuously apply pressure and are relentless in their quest to induce pain. Even as the nipple slowly adjusts it’s shape to accommodate their pressing teeth, the clips also adjust, pushing the sharp prongs farther and farther in to the soft skin and tender nerves. They are particularly useful on masochists…
Her Master applies them directly on her nipples, instead of the area just behind. At first, the pain is bearable, but the springs keep pressing and the small jaws tighten more and more. Gradually the pain intensifies, and soon, her whole chest begins to radiate in pain.
Her body betrays itself, pain almost too great to bear, while at the same time an increasing glow of sexual stimulation. Her cunt starts to lubricate profusely as her heart pumps faster and her breathing deepens. The pleasure between her legs slowly builds. She wants to touch herself, to use her fingers to stroke her panting clitoris, but she is helpless, tightly restrained by wrist and ankle cuffs.
Her Master watches. He is pleased with her distress. She begs her Master to touch her, to bring relief to her wet cunt. He orders her to be silent and without warning gives her a hard slap between her legs. Her body jerks and she cries out as the pain shoots through her swollen sex.
The pain from her Master's firm hand has pushed her closer to an orgasm. The musky smell of her lubrication fills the room and her hips writhe on the bed as she strains to stimulate herself without success. Her Master unzips his fly and pulls out his bulging erection. Wiping the precum from the tip of his penis with his finger, he holds his hand above her mouth and allows her to lift her head and lick it off.
Leaning over her he slides his penis up inside her until it pushes up against her cervix. He holds it there, not moving. She is frantic for stimulation and is bucking her hips in response. He looks in to her eyes and probes her mouth with his tongue. Steadily now, he starts slowly fucking her with long and deep strokes. She gasps and arches her back, pushing her breasts up toward him. He sucks on her burning nipples, and toys with the clips in his mouth. She is delirious as her climax builds. He teases her by stopping, and then starting. Her body is shaking as her orgasm nears. She is almost there, and then, finally, she is over the edge. She gasps for breath and her body undulates as a mind twisting climax and waves of passion envelope her small body…
Her Master applies them directly on her nipples, instead of the area just behind. At first, the pain is bearable, but the springs keep pressing and the small jaws tighten more and more. Gradually the pain intensifies, and soon, her whole chest begins to radiate in pain.
Her body betrays itself, pain almost too great to bear, while at the same time an increasing glow of sexual stimulation. Her cunt starts to lubricate profusely as her heart pumps faster and her breathing deepens. The pleasure between her legs slowly builds. She wants to touch herself, to use her fingers to stroke her panting clitoris, but she is helpless, tightly restrained by wrist and ankle cuffs.
Her Master watches. He is pleased with her distress. She begs her Master to touch her, to bring relief to her wet cunt. He orders her to be silent and without warning gives her a hard slap between her legs. Her body jerks and she cries out as the pain shoots through her swollen sex.
The pain from her Master's firm hand has pushed her closer to an orgasm. The musky smell of her lubrication fills the room and her hips writhe on the bed as she strains to stimulate herself without success. Her Master unzips his fly and pulls out his bulging erection. Wiping the precum from the tip of his penis with his finger, he holds his hand above her mouth and allows her to lift her head and lick it off.
Leaning over her he slides his penis up inside her until it pushes up against her cervix. He holds it there, not moving. She is frantic for stimulation and is bucking her hips in response. He looks in to her eyes and probes her mouth with his tongue. Steadily now, he starts slowly fucking her with long and deep strokes. She gasps and arches her back, pushing her breasts up toward him. He sucks on her burning nipples, and toys with the clips in his mouth. She is delirious as her climax builds. He teases her by stopping, and then starting. Her body is shaking as her orgasm nears. She is almost there, and then, finally, she is over the edge. She gasps for breath and her body undulates as a mind twisting climax and waves of passion envelope her small body…
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The Story of O
One of the first pieces of BDSM-related erotica that almost set my hair on fire was the "Story of O" by Pauline Réage. Reading this at the age of eighteen confirmed in me the love I had for this very unique world.
The scene that really had me sizzling was when O was punished by Anne-Marie. O was taken and secured on a raised platform with her legs raised and spread wide between two columns. She was then viciously whipped on the inside of her thighs by Collette.
It wasn't just the manner in which she was bound, or even the cruel punishment itself. For me it was the manner in which Anne-Marie relayed her instructions to Collette, and how she maintained complete domination over her victim. The literary description is superb.... "Just a second longer," she said, "and it will be over. Only five more minutes. She can scream for five minutes. It's twenty-five past, Colette. Stop when it's half past, when I tell you to."
The "Story of O" is a must-read for all who are interested in BDSM. Few books, if any, have managed to capture the essence of sado-masochism as well.
The scene that really had me sizzling was when O was punished by Anne-Marie. O was taken and secured on a raised platform with her legs raised and spread wide between two columns. She was then viciously whipped on the inside of her thighs by Collette.
It wasn't just the manner in which she was bound, or even the cruel punishment itself. For me it was the manner in which Anne-Marie relayed her instructions to Collette, and how she maintained complete domination over her victim. The literary description is superb.... "Just a second longer," she said, "and it will be over. Only five more minutes. She can scream for five minutes. It's twenty-five past, Colette. Stop when it's half past, when I tell you to."
The "Story of O" is a must-read for all who are interested in BDSM. Few books, if any, have managed to capture the essence of sado-masochism as well.
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