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Payback’s a Bitch
Written by Tara Tainton Www.TaraTainton.Com
Saturday, 18 April 2009 13:03
Andy definitely had it coming to him. His wife would never let him live it down. The last two weeks had been hell, ever since the party next door at the Mitchell’s and all due to his big mouth.

He regretted the statement as soon as his lips parted to form the words. He still couldn’t help himself; he believed them. And some small part of him felt neglected, sorrowful, and just a bit spiteful.

So, he fessed up. Damn those clever party games and twisted conversation starters. In one particularly personal round, he confessed. His wife Janet would never, could never, be kinky in the bedroom. Only vanilla sex was destined for their marriage. And he regretted it.

Janet was left sitting there among their friends looking like she’d just been hit by a truck. She wasn’t embarrassed; she was mortified. Andy was beginning to think the public damage he’d done was completely irreparable.

The two of them played the silent game for days. They’d always been able to talk about everything. At least Andy had always thought they could. He just might’ve pushed his timid wife over the edge this time.

Then, he found the note in his pants pocket in the middle of the workday. He recognized his wife’s handwriting but didn’t know what to make of the cryptic message:

Payback’s a bitch. And you’ll definitely see her coming.

He entered their home that evening with genuine apprehension. Silence filled the rooms. He dropped his briefcase at the sound of high heels on hardwood flooring.

Janet was squeezed into latex, walking determinedly toward him in killer boots. She flicked a riding crop at her side, her face frozen in a cold stare. Andy hadn’t seen that coming.

“On your knees, boy. Time to teach you a lesson.”

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She was one of my servers at the restaurant I managed. She was blonde, bright, cute and everyone loved her, from grandmothers to the contractors who came in to keep the place running. Her name was Hope and she turned my head several times. She would come in and do things like show me her tan lines or have me smell her perfume she just bought. She was intoxicating.

We planned on meeting the guys we were dating at the time out at a party. We were both off at the same time, which was rare. It was hot and humid that night. The party was outside in the country, complete with a house and it’s Victorian features and big red barn. There were all kinds of people when I arrived with the guy I was dating. He was as fascinated with Hope as I was. When we arrived, she was already there playing volleyball. She was dressed in a purple halter-top and white shorts that showed off not only her exquisite figure, but also her long shapely tanned legs and nice ass. She yelled for me to come help her out. I ran over and we played ball against some of the people we knew. We’d both been drinking bottled beer for a bit and felt the delightful buzz you get when it’s hot and the beers slide down easily. It became too dark to play any more ball so we moved to the deck where they were serving frozen Mud Slides. I went over to pour a glass while Hope followed me. We were laughing and giggling making fun of the guys whose ass we’d just kicked. I spilled a little of the frozen drink on my finger. I hadn’t planned on her taking my fingers and licking the drink off of them. It shot shivers of excitement through me. We were two different people, she was blonde, tanned and athletic, I was redheaded, creamy skinned and had a body like Marilyn Monroe. My mind raced as her delicate pink tongue slid over my fingers. She let go of my fingers smiling whispering “Thank You”. We laughed as the guys did their game of Ohhh and Ahhh.

She came back over for another drink after a few moments. I was still standing there at the table talking to my date. Hope walked over and scooped out some frozen drink in her fingers and turned me around feeding it to me. I smiled and said, “Two can play that game!” and picked up the same amount and fed it to her. She cooed as I fed it to her letting my fingers trace over her luscious lips. We stood there for what seemed like an eternity feeding each other the frozen drink oblivious to the crowd watching in amazement at our dance of seduction. She scooped a little more of the drink and drizzled it down the front of my own halter top, leaning in and letting her tongue slide across my heated skin, licking up any trace of the fluid that had once been there. My nipples were already aroused by the game we were playing and she had made them ache to be touched. Both the guys we were dating had decided it was time for us to go home. I smiled at Hope; she knew where we were going. The guys thought we were just drunk and didn’t want anyone to see what we were doing. The four of us arrived at her house, the guys helping us into the house. We smiled and let things happen as the guys guided us into the house.

Once inside, Hope and I went into the kitchen forgetting all about the guys. I pushed her back against the counter kissing her for the first time. Her lips were soft, sensual and opened willingly as my tongue explored her mouth. Her fingers flicked over my nipples as I moved down her neck pushing her halter off her shoulders. She had a perfect figure, her nipples taut as I moved my tongue around each areola sucking on them making her arch towards me. She moaned and I put my finger over her lips. We left the guys sitting on the couch watching a game as we made our way back to her bedroom quietly. Once inside, we closed the door quietly and her mouth was on mine once again. I pushed her against the wall, my fingers removing her top letting it fall to the floor. My lips continued to explore her nipples feeling her hands reach into my hair. I slid my hands down her stomach as I kneeled to the floor in front of her. My fingers unfastened her shorts, sliding them along with her white silk bikinis to the floor. I looked up watching her face; I could tell she was nervous. She had never been with a woman. People had heard rumors I was bi sexual but no one really knew. I whispered to her to relax and just enjoy the sensation. I stood up kissing her softly and guided her to the bed where I laid her back. I stood up and finished undressing letting her see my creamy skin and curves. She smiled and took a deep breath as my fingers danced over her skin, touching her calves and working up her thighs. I pulled her down so her legs were partially off the bed. I placed her thighs over my shoulders and leaned in. My nails raked over her skin, building her anticipation.

My tongue flicked out tracing the curve of one of her pussy lips, letting it slide under the fold of the skin. She gasped her fingers playing with my hair. I moved closer and slide my tongue over her other lip before flicking her clit slowly. I circled her clit with my tongue letting my fingers open her pussy lips like the dew opens a flower. My tongue circled her clit slowly as one finger slide inside her hole, this caused her hands to grab my hair and bring me in closer, grinding her hips against my mouth. I moaned feeling my other hand go to my own pussy, wet and needy. I removed my mouth for a moment sliding her toy box out from under her bed. She seemed surprised I knew where it was. I smiled and withdrew a small silver vibrator. I gently turned it on, my tongue going back to her clit while I slid the vibrator inside her wet pussy. She grabbed the sheets moaning grinding her hips against my mouth once again. I sucked and licked her clit while pumping her with the vibrator for a few moments before feeling her tense. I stopped not ready for her to cum. Her hands went to my hair pleading for more. I shook my head and said, “Not yet.” She leaned back needing release. I smiled and licked up her juices sliding one finger inside her pussy, I fingered her while my tongue flicked her clit now and again, watching her hips move and wiggle under my touch. She pleaded and begged for me to make her cum. I withdrew a bigger shaped vibrator that would fill her cunt nicely and smiled. I put it in my mouth wetting the tip of it before placing it at her opening. I leaned down spreading her legs wider and began sucking her cunt while I fucked her with her vibrator, feeling it glide against her soft inner walls. I could feel her tensing and bucking knowing she was so close. I fucked her harder with the vibrator, biting her clit gently before she came. Her legs closed quickly on my head making me giggle.

She looked at me, blushing and amazed she could cum with a woman. We stood up, she kissed me for a moment before we dressed quietly and sneaking back into the kitchen, leaving the guys completely unaware…..

It is after hours and you are working late, alone in your office. I walk in and close and lock the door behind me. We talk and just enjoy each other’s company, just being together makes us happy. You move from behind the desk, so I can see what you are wearing and so I can see your lovely legs. You slide the skirt up, to show me all of your legs. You tell me you are all in black since that is my favorite, and you knew I would be by tonight. As always, you take my breath away. I could sit and look at you for days. You do a slow turn for me so I can get the full effect of you.

I get up from my seat and move toward you. I take you in my arms and slowly kiss you. My hands wander over your back, and slide slowly down to feel your ass. All feels so good, you in my arms, the way you feel against me. Our tongues seek each other out, as we lean into each other. I move away from you slightly and let my hands run up the front of your shirt, feeling your breasts through your shirt. The feeling and sensation is wonderful, all feels so good. I slowly undo the buttons of your shirt, and slide it off your shoulders. My lips move down your neck, lightly kissing and biting your neck. I slowly nuzzle your breasts, enjoying the look and feel while they are still in their bra. As I kiss and lick the tops of your breasts, I release the button and zipper of your skirt. It joins your shirt on the floor. Your hands move to my shirt, and as you unbutton my shirt, your lips follow your hands, kissing my chest and stomach. You undo my belt and zipper, and let my pants fall to the floor. We are now both in just our underwear.

I let you move down, until you are on your knees in front of me. I watch as you take me in your mouth, very slowly, teasingly. The sensation is fantastic. I lightly place my hands on the back of your head, as you continue to suck. When I am nice and hard, you move back up my body. I release your bra, so I may suck on your nipples and feel them get hard in my mouth. Your hands are on my head, guiding me, your moans telling me when I am doing what you especially like. I kiss my way down your stomach, and pull your thong down with my teeth. I slide back up your legs, as you lean against your desk. You part your legs so I may lick you and enjoy you. Your hands on my head again guide me. I alternate between licking you and putting my tongue inside you. You tell me what to do by your moans and words, hands guiding me.

You pull me up, and we kiss again, this time harder and with more passion. You turn and bend over your desk. I move behind you, and you reach behind you to guide me into you. We slowly move together, just feeling the heat between us. I reach around you and play with your nipples with one hand while my other hand plays with your clit. The tempo increases as we continue to move together. Again your words and moans tell me what you like, need, and want. We move faster, until we both cum together.

I fall into you, leaning on the desk. We rest for several minutes, just enjoying me inside you, the special feeling those that care feel for one another. The cleaning crew outside the door startles us, as we scramble for our clothes. We walk out of the room, as they walk in, smiles on our faces. We are still both wet from each other, but not one that we mind. We barely make it to the car, before we are ready again, but that is another story.

It has been a long school year in continuing education, and of course you have been excelling in all subjects for adult education as the year has progressed. Math continues to be your favorite subject, and you have been fortunate enough to establish a special rapport with the teacher, more so than in any other class. She being more your peer in age. In many classes you have been asked to mentor others, but it is in math that you really apply yourself, helping others get through their courses.

This day seems to be unlike the others, just a feeling you have. Something is in the air, but you cannot put a finger on it. Just a feeling. All classes seem to go as expected, you are recognized for your help, contributions and attitude wherever you go. There is one hitch in the day though, you are asked to return to math class at the end of the day. From the teacher’s expression, it is hard for you to tell if she has more extra work for you, or you are in some type of trouble. Different thoughts run through your mind as you wait for the day to conclude.

You think of how much alike the teacher and you are. Both of you have dark hair and eyes. Body styles are very similar. The nice legs, full breasts, and rounded ass. More than once you have thought of her in less more than a teacher/student relationship, and at times you have imagined her looking at you and thinking the same. You think of her touch on your hand or arm as she spoke to you. You think she may have intentionally brushed against you more than once as she walked between the desks, you could feel her firm ass on your arm, or firm thighs as she walked past. Other times you believe she may have intentionally bent over in front of you as she talked to other students, her short skirt riding up the back of her thighs, or a look down the front of her blouse, her breasts encased in her bra. You think of the many times you would have liked to have reached out and touched her thighs or felt the weight of her breasts in your hands. You think of the other times she sat on the edge of her desk facing you as she addressed the class, crossing and uncrossing her legs in front of you. Was it just for you, or her normal way? Your mind wanders as you watch the clock, waiting for your time meet her after school.

Before you know it you are walking into her class. She sits behind her desk and asks you to close the door behind you. You take a seat at your normal desk. You notice she now has her hair down, looking more relaxed. She tells you that you were asked in to go over a lesson plan for some of the mentoring you have been doing. You take out your work, as she moves from behind her desk and moves behind you to look over your shoulder as you go over your plan. You can feel her lean into you, her breasts touching your shoulder as she leans over. The smell of her perfume fills your nostrils. Slowly she slides her hand down your arm to turn the page of your binder. Her hand lingers on yours, before she pulls it away. You turn to face her, but your gaze is distracted by the look directly in front of your face. You notice several buttons have been undone as you look on her cleavage inches from your face, her breasts disappear into a black silk opaque bra, the tops of her nipples barely visible, but they appear hard in the bra. Your look lingers before it moves to her face. She stands slowly and moves back to her desk, and slides onto it. She crosses her legs slowly, her skirt riding up. She leans on one arm, raising her side, You can see she is wearing thigh highs, the tops visible to you along the bottom of her skirt. She talks to you about the lesson plan and the importance of mentoring, continuing to cross and uncross her legs. Several times she pauses, her legs slightly open. You can’t help but look, seeing her skin between her legs. Abruptly she stops, and looks cross at you. She asks what you are looking at? You are too stunned to answer, your thoughts are elsewhere, between her breasts and thighs.

She slides off the desk, and moves toward you. She grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet. She says you must be punished for your wandering eyes and the thoughts you must have in your head. She guides you to her desk, and makes you bend over her desk face down. Slowly she pulls your skirt up, exposing your ass. You try to cover yourself, but that just appears to make her more angry. She rubs your ass slowly, telling you about the punishment you must receive. Her hand leaves your skin, but only momentarily, before you feel the sharp pain of a slap. More spanks follow the first, and you feel the heat on your ass, and now between your legs. Soon the spankings are replaced by her soft rubbing on your ass, she leans into you and whispers to you how nice you feel and how attractive you are. She moves behind you and caresses your cheeks with both hands, it feels so good. Soon her hands are joined by her lips, kissing away the pain. You moan into the desk as she begins to lick and kiss the places where she was spanking moments before. You look behind you and see she is now on her knees. Her kisses and licks grow stronger, and move closer to your pussy. She moves your thong to the side as she begins to lick your pussy from behind. One hand stays on your ass, the other moves between your legs to rub your clit, as she fucks you with her tongue. You moan and squirm, it feels so good, her finger on your clit, tongue deep in your pussy, her face between your cheeks.

She pulls away long enough to slide your thing down to the floor. Her tongue returns quickly to your pussy, the hand on your clit now moving up under your shirt to play with your hard nipples as you rise up on your elbows. Your moans continue, as the fingers of her free hand join her tongue inside you. Deep inside you, then back to your clit. Her tongue inside you then licking your clit as well. You are so wet, your juices hot against your thighs. You begin to rub against her face, your hips moving up and down back and forth. All she is doing feels so good to you. Your moans increase as she licks you, pinching your hard nipples and clit. You moan you are cumming, she quickens her pace with her tongue and fingers. Just as you cum, her fingers slide into your asshole, first one then two, in and out slowly as she licks your cum. You tremble and your legs feel weak as she slides up your body and leans over you. You turn into her, your lips meet for the first time. You both open your mouths, tongue on tongue, you can taste yourself on her lips and tongue. The kissing increases, the intensity and pressure. You each try to pull the other inside each other. As you continue to kiss, you both undress each other, down to your underwear.

You position her on her desk, and just look at her. Your gaze wanders over her body as you stand between her legs. From her hard nipples still in her bra, to the tops of her stockings. Her pussy is waxed bare, lips swollen, her clit peaking from between the lips. You move into her, and again kiss her full lips, sucking her tongue into your mouth. Your hands slide between her breasts to release her bra, and she returns the favor to you. As you slide your bras off, you press into her, to feel her nipples on yours. They are so hard as are yours, and you both move slowly to feel them rub over your tits, lips and tongues still together. You break the kiss and let your lips wander her face, light kisses and licks on her cheeks and ears. This continues down her neck, but you also lightly bite her neck, she pulls you closer and moans as you lightly suck on her neck. Your kisses move downward to her tits. She holds her tits in her hands for you as you suck and bite her hard nipples. She moves her tits back and forth for you, telling you to suck and bite them, hard. You feel her flinch and moan as you suck and bite them, feeling them getting harder and harder. You kiss and lick your way down her stomach, stopping at her navel to lick more. She pushes her hips against you to create friction against her pussy, you can feel her wetness against your skin.

You kiss and lick lower. She positions herself on her desk, and grabs her ankles. In this position, she is wide open to you, her ass on the edge of the desk, legs wide open. You slowly kiss and lick the insides of her thighs, your fingers lightly brushing over her open pussy and asshole. She moans and breathes heavily, pushing herself toward your fingers. You place your mouth over her pussy and begin to suck and lick. Her clit feels like a small penis in your mouth, getting harder as you suck. She tells you to fuck her with your tongue, she wants to feel you deep inside her. You spread her pussy lips open and rub her clit as your tongue goes deep inside her. In and out, your tongue inside her, she is so hot and wet and tastes so good to you. Her hips move to fuck your face as you lick her pussy. She tells you to fuck her with your fingers, as you suck her clit, one finger then two inside her, moving fast in and out as you fuck her. She releases her ankles and wraps her thighs around your head, squeezing lightly. As you suck her clit you look up toward her face and see she is playing with her nipples, pulling and pinching them. She moans loudly, telling you how good you lick pussy and how good you make her feel. She is in the verge of cumming, her hips moving up and down against your face, her pussy hot and wet as you suck her clit. She tells you to fuck her ass with your fingers, fill her pussy and ass with your fingers as you lick her clit. Make her cum, lick her dry. She cums hard, filling your mouth and hand.

You slide up her body as you both catch your breath. You lay on top of her, lightly kissing her lips and hair. She wraps her legs around you, pulling you closer. Your hips male small circles, rubbing your pussy into hers. After several minutes, you both realize the situation you are in, open to discovery. You get up reluctantly, and get dressed, not completely, just the top clothes, underwear being stuffed into hand bags. She pulls you close and tells you that she would like you to come to her house. Of course you are in full agreement. You decide it is best not to leave together, but meet in the parking lot. As you pull away from the school, she places her hand on your thigh, fingers on the inside, under your skirt. You make small talk, her fingers tracing lightly, closer to your pussy which is again beginning to open as you get wet again. She places her hand over your pussy, you turn you legs to her and open them, so she may have better access to your bald pussy. She tells you how much she wants to fuck you, slowly with her mouth and describes her toys she wants to use on you. You lean back, lightly rubbing your tits, thinking of the feeling of her strap on in your pussy and ass, the double headed dildo, so you can fuck each other as you rub your pussies together. The other objects she has mentioned, filling you completely, in your mouth, pussy, and ass.

You are ready to cum again as you pull into the driveway……………

For years she has craved the reality of her submission. To feel the sweet mixture of the pain and pleasure, and to simply savor the control, as her imagination and body became His, completely.
The spontaneity was startling for her, as he crept into her subconscious and without warning, offered his hand. She felt afraid, but at the same time she craved the feeling she felt. The tightness she felt in her tummy all day, not knowing what he would say, how he would sound, or even look in reality. So many questions swept through her mind, and she became very self conscious, worried after all these years of confidence, if she was good enough for him. Her mind held so much respect for him, even though over the years he had rejected her, which sent her into almost that of a conquest. It wasn’t until she had completely given up that he responded, and her fight with her attraction was soon to begin an adventure she had not even dreamed could ever become real.
Her tiny hands quivered as she dialed the number for the first time. The phone rang and went to voicemail, and she was almost relieved, because of her fear. She left no message and laid the phone in the car seat. It immediately rang and she jumped in her seat. He had a calm voice, and he told her of his traveling and accommodations, noting that only a sliver of the ocean could be viewed from his window. She giggled at the sliver and told him nervously about her day. She had told her supervisor she was leaving early with no explanation, and his response was:

“Good Girl”.

She nearly melted right then in her car. He gave her a time and a place to meet, and she had about an hour and a half to prepare. So many things were swimming in her imagination, and she wanted to look perfect, but everywhere she went, that just wasn’t going to happen without being late, which was not an option.
She pulled into the parking lot and scanned it. She parked in a spot and just sat for a moment. After gathering her courage, she emerged from the car, and began to walk toward the door when a car pulled into the lot, and she had to stop to wave the car to go ahead. She continued walking and something told her to turn. He got out of his car with a wicked grin. She froze right there as he walked toward her. She could feel her heels quivering as he was getting closer, and was complimenting her attire. She wore her favorite pants and shirt outfit, which she felt was classy, black with very pretty purple flowers. She wore her hair down, so that her hair was flowing against her neck and back, and her favorite black heels that were now frightening her as she walked unsteadily. She told herself to FOCUS and they went inside and sat at the bar.
She listened and giggled entirely too much while he spoke, and was very conscious of her silly behavior, but couldn’t do a damn thing about it. He told her about his work and his family, and she sat and sipped white zinfandel, while her mind became number from the alcohol. He then began to tell her of some of the experiences he had encountered concerning the lifestyle. He spoke of meets, scenes, live performances, and different aspects of a good Dom, all with the goal of shock value with his submissive woman, as he sought out her fantasies and limits, and fulfilled her deepest imaginative fantasies, all while she wondered

“What will he do next?”

She remembered his exact words from years ago, as if he had just said them yesterday when he spoke of how he preferred more mature women to young ladies. He told her that they are more willing, and not nearly as afraid to explore. She laughed and told him that she remembered, and he asked her what he had said. She shook her head ‘No’ and he glared into her eyes.
His strong hand then gripped her hair and pulled back firmly, her face now very close to his and said

“Tell me what I said NOW”.

She giggled with delight and enjoyed the sensation of his strength grasping her, and he did this once more but she didn’t want negativity, and because she enjoyed the sensations, she did not tell him.
They were now talking more freely, as her mind was more at ease, and he asked her what she had experienced in the lifestyle, and if she had attended any of the meets. She was ashamed of her response, as she was new in so many ways, she asked him if this was bad, and his expression became odd, and she didn’t know what he was thinking. After her fourth glass of wine, which he and the bartender insisted she have, she turned her chair slightly, and ran her heel against his leg. He then pulled the shoe from her foot, and ran his finger all the way across the bottom of her foot, sending shivers all over her body. She hated being tickled, but loved when he did this, and when he stopped, she pleaded for more. He then told her of one of his experiences from his past; where he paid a woman he had never met two hundred dollars to give the woman he was with an orgasm. He would pay her one hundred now and the other when the job was complete. He had carried a vibration tool in his pocket without her knowledge, and his plan worked excellently.
Her mind raced while he told of his adventure, and she craved to be the next victim of his wicked thoughts. While he was still talking, she turned, so that her legs were between his, and she looked into his deep blue eyes. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, which began a series of kisses, and shortly afterwards, he asked the bartender for the check, to which she sarcastically replied:

“Oh I forgot you two were even here!”

She followed him in his car nervously, anxious and restless. Her mind now numb, and her body ached to feel the next sensation. He scanned her as they walked through the huge double doors and her hands quivered as he unlocked the door. He opened the door slowly and brought her inside.
He then took immediate control and guided her to a long mirror, telling her to hold her arms high and said

“Eyes forward.”

She could see him in the mirror reaching into a black bag, and as her eyes turned out of instinct, he caught her with his eyes, and she turned back quickly. He then told her that he wanted to try something, and he held a man’s tie. He guided her to the bathroom door, raised her arms, and removed only her shirt, lifted her arms higher with one of his strong hands, and bound her there. Her mind was racing now, and she could see herself in the nearby mirror. He moved down her body, inhaling her scent, all while talking gently and complimenting her toe ornaments. Feeling the sensation of her arms being restricted was new to her.
He then came very close to her lips and asked her what her safe word was, and she asked him if he could give her one. She could see his mind racing as he thought, and then he sternly answered:

“Seven”.

He then removed the rest of her clothing, as well as his shirt and moved into his bag of tricks again. She could see herself wiggling in the mirror, but wasn’t in the least bit afraid. She felt as if she was no longer in her body, and was watching all of this, while feeling every sensation. He is a strong man she thought, and takes very good care of himself.
He removed a rather large brown leather flogger from the bag, and her eyes became very wide. He ran the leather softly across her face and said

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, smell this.”

He then backed up some, and lightly caressed her breasts with the straps. The next volley of falls against her body made her feel as if she were in an orchestration. The straps stung lightly, but she was watching his eyes and expressions while he orchestrated the beauty of the flogger striking her skin. The leather was soft and massaged with mink oil. His strikes were back and forth, across her breasts one way and then back across the other. He then struck her outer hips and legs and as he did, very gently, he used one finger to pull her clit from its hiding place. He was so gentle with her soft area, and then after a series of strikes, he stopped, moved away, and put the flogger back in his bag of tricks.
Next he brought out what he called ‘clover clamps’. The clamps attached to her nipples and were held together by a chain. As he did this, he told her with a wicked voice that when he took her to a meet, he would pull her around by these.
He then brought out a more frightening flogger, and a mischievious look swam across His face. He told her it was made of ‘Moose skin’. He backed up and began this next orchestration. This time she moaned loudly and thought about using the safe word, because the stings were much harsher and with the clamps pulling, and he was tugging the chain. She was on the brink of too much pain, yet at the same time, knew if she used the safe word, that he would stop, and she didn’t want that either. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, and she could see his slacks bulging, the sweat beading on his forehead, and yet his facial expression remained intense, and he was talking to her the entire time, which kept her calm.
One of her hands came free from the tie, and she felt ashamed, and her expression revealed this to him.
He sweetly calmed her with:

“It’s ok”

He then tightened it even tighter, but not before she removed her watch, which had now indented her wrist, and she slung it playfully into the sink.
He backed away again, and came back with a very small paddle. It was leather with holes in it, and he struck her outer pussy lips and inner thighs with it. He paddled it many times, and she became so wet that she thought she was going to have an uncontrollable orgasm.
She was growling when he asked her if she wanted to cum, and she thought her eyes answered Him when in a bold voice he exclaimed:

“YES SIR or “NO SIR!”

She responded timidly:

“Yes Sir.”

He then taunted….

“Not yet.”

He now turned her body around and ran his hand down her shoulders, and into the smallest curve of her taut spine, while telling her in an evil voice how much he liked her ass.
Now she could not see him and suddenly felt a vibration device on her neck, beneath her hair. He ran this device down her spine and then around her back, against her clover clamped nipples, which was when she could see it, and then down very gently against her outer lips, tugging upward at her clit with this toy.
He placed his fingers against her warmth, just enough to open her slightly, and groaned:

“Ohhhhhhhh, that pussy needs fucked, doesn’t it?”
“Yes Sir!!!”

she exclaimed, like a good lil’ soldier.
As soon as she responded he reacted with another volley of falls from the flogger, back and forth against her ass, which made her spine shiver with delight, and arch, which pushed her ass out further toward him. The flogger then landed directly on her pussy lips, and she was moaning in what sounded like different languages.
That was when he released her from her bound state.
He then moved her to the bed, told her to get on her knees, and very gently ran his tongue inside her aching lips, never thrusting. Her hips were grinding as her face pushed deeper into the sheets, and her purrs were muffled, feeling the warmth of his tongue engulf the sweet moisture he had created.
He then turned her over on her back, removed his pants and they moved up toward the pillows, where she turned and placed her head against his shoulder. He just held her for a moment, wrapping his arms around her warmly, and then suddenly he struck her ass with the palm of his hand. These were the sharpest stings of all, and she felt it 3 times on each cheek as her startled cries filled the room.
He then grasped her hair, and asked her if she was hungry while pushing her to his rock hard cock. She took in only the tip at first, flicking her tongue hungrily against the edges, and using her lips to tug at the outer layers, and then took him completely in, her lips now at his base, as her tongue caressing his sac. Now he was telling her about the male g-spot, and how a hooked finger just inside a man will make him orgasm wildly, and very intensely. She massaged the entrance and he shivered when she pushed and played, and remained in complete control, even though she could tell that must have been very difficult.
After what he called ‘Bathing His cock’ for a while, he got up and told her to lie on her back. He then very harshly pushed her down. He gripped her hands together with only one of his very strong hands above her head as high as her arm span would reach, and her reaction was to try to push back, and fight his strength, but she could not budge his strength, and was even more tightly bound than before.
He thrust into her deep and all at once, while his eyes revealed his hunger.

“So warm and inviting”

he clamped his grip harder and whispered.
Then, using his body, moved her legs against his chest. Her eyes never left his, and she was on the edge.

“I am going to cum”

she purred loud.

“I am losing control!”

she begged for mercy.
He said nothing and gripped tighter, while His penetration drove her into the brink of insanity.

“Tell me pleeeeeeeeeeeease Sir!”

she exhaled.
His hands gripped her outer thighs even tighter while her pleading drove him even harder into her core, and yet he held his control, felt the craving even deeper than ever before, as he watched her eyes glaze over into euphoria of subspace she had never encountered. Her legs quivered, her toes curled, her inner core expanded and contracted as a life force. Her ribs caved, her ruby hard swollen nipples ached, and her imagination soared into depths of pleasure that made her never want the feeling to extinguish.

The moment he said it…..

“Cum for me, cum all over my balls”,

she exploded with spasms of juices that splashed and squirted between them, riding the waves of pleasure as her cries surrounded them. His growl was low and deep as he watched her convulse, so many orgasms, drenching and coating their bodies, arms still bound, as the heels of her feet were grinding into his chest.
The look on his face told her he was close,as well as the stretching she felt inside her as she felt him grow, and she couldn’t stop exploding, while begging him to feed her his lust. His eyes were open wide when his first rope of orgasmic release burst deep inside her, and glazed over with fiery lust, and then became very evil dark blue, as his arms released her from his strength and moved next to her, laying her head against his shoulder, and just breathing as he ran one finger very gently up and down her spine.

She was restless all week, craving his touch, the look in his eyes, all the details that christened her into the beginning of an evolvement that she had craved for so many years. Her hunger was overwhelming, her imagination was flowing with thoughts of what would happen next, and her body tingled with anticipation. Several very inspiring words from him kept her on edge throughout the week, and she now understand why the real experience is so much more craved by those who have experienced it.

Pleasssssssssssssse Sir, Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre!
She was not in the least bit nervous this time. She was excited and aching during her work day. He called when he was about an hour from town, and she was just about to leave work. She came home, took a shower, changed her clothes, and even though he called again and asked her to wait, she got in her car and left. She waited at the designated restaurant for about 10 minutes before he arrived. She was sitting on a bench, and stood when he pulled into the parking lot. He got out of his car, and came over to her, kissing her lips gently and told her he liked her flowing black dress with jagged edges and shoes that left a slight ticking noise as she walked.
He then lightly swatted her ass right there, and sent a shiver into her spine. They went inside and he directed her to a seat at the bar. The bartender was very friendly, and brought drinks and a huge basket of chips, that never did get touched. They talked about many things, and she was much more responsive this time. He pulled her chair very close to him when he was telling her about things he had experienced, and had brought three of the clips he had just purchased, which they tested on her fingers and hands. She had somewhat of an idea of the torment he had planned for her, and her sunburned breasts were nervous.
They went into a side door to a very beautiful room, and she expected the control this time, but it did not come right away. He just stood looking into her eyes and kissed her, holding her gently, and then walked her to the bed and asked her if her clothing was button or zipper. Once removed, he told her to lie directly in the middle of the bed, still in her bra, thong and heels. He went to his bag of tricks, and brought out hand restraints. They had long black scarves attached to them and they attached with Velcro. He tied one arm to each side of the bedpost, and then he placed a blindfold over her eyes.
She could then hear him backing away and he said:

“Don’t go anywhere, I am going to get ice and I will be right back.”

She giggled and sarcastically growled…

”Oh you are hilarious.”

He then left the room and she lied motionless, blind and bound and wondering what would happen next. She laid her head to one side and just breathed in the room, trying to detect scents and hearing the silence.
When he returned he with a pleased voice announced his return with:

“Ohhhhhh that is just how I like seeing you.”

The next sensation was the sound of a lighter, and the smell of a candle. He then moved in close to her and asked her if she was ready.

“Yes Sir”.
“Do you remember your safe word?”
“Yes Sir”.
“What is it?”
“Seven”.
“Good girl.”

He began with the ice, tracing it against the skin of her outer nipples, droplets of icy water rolling down into her navel, across one arm and then the other, inside her inner thighs and dripping on her clit opening the lips and letting the icy water drip just inside her core.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
The first drop of wax struck directly against her right nipple, and was shocking and achingly warm. She could feel her nipple tighten against it and she growled. Drip, drip drip against her aching skin. It felt so wonderful, and she wanted more. The mixture of the ice and heat felt amazing. It was shocking but calm and her heart would continually race remembering its glorious sensation. He allowed it to mold to her and then bite her nipples hard, pulling the wax from her skin, and then repeat against the other breast. He then dripped the wax against the skin just above her most sensitive flesh, and she growled wildly, as then asked her if she was ready to cum.

“Not yet.”

she purred.

“What? Yes Sir or No Sir!”

he growled as he lifted her body and swatted her ass 3 times.

“No Sir, not yet”

she quietly spoke.
Her mind rushed as the sensations of his stinging hand left a warm hue against her ass, and hurt in the aspect that she felt she had disappointed him, and did not ever want that sensation again.
She could feel the molded wax against her skin, and then he removed the blindfold. Her eyes took a moment to adjust and when they did she could see the flame from the candle and was a bit startled. He brought the flame close to her and dripped the achingly warm wax on her nipples while she watched, growled and shivered. He then replaced the blindfold and the next sensation was a sharp tool that felt like it was very close to cutting into her skin. She could feel the shivers dance down her lips as the tool rolled across them, across her legs and then back up in circles, rolling and tormenting her as she realized what he had.

“I know what that is.”

she purred.

“Oh? What is it?”

he spoke in a chuckling evil voice.
She couldn’t remember its name and he told her it was a ‘Wartenburg pinwheel’. This taunting toy was an evil device that had her squirming and begging.

“Can’t you beg better than that?”

he would ask and she would hear herself beg louder.
The next sensation was a buzzing noise, and she remembered this from the last encounter. It began on her nipples and then moved directly to her clit. She could also feel the sensation of both nipples being pulled, constantly sucked hard, and saw the snake bite tools as soon as her sight was restored. The blindfold moved up and her vision started to come into focus, so she closed her eyes tight and told him it had slipped, and he pulled it away and discarded it. He then pressed the vibration toy harder into her hood and pushed into her full force, which sent her into shockwaves of pleasure. Long, deep tight thrusts of his cock sent her into oblivion. When he told her to cum, and came with her, her splashes were so intense, all while his deep blue eyes never left hers.
He then removed the arm restraints and laid her vertically on the bed, with her head dangling over the side, feeding her his cock while guiding himself into her throat, giving her no room to move, only to growl and take it. This sensation was overpowering, and her growling against him was strong and erotic. She wanted him to feed her his cum, but he did not.
He then moved her back up into the bed and thrust into her again, lifting her legs around his shoulders as their bodies collided, and another wave of orgasms splashed between them.
They then moved and just breathed, holding each other tight, until he told her to get him hard again. His hand gripped her hair as she felt him grow in her mouth, and he directed her to stroke 3 times with her tiny palm and then tighten only her lips, all the way at the base. The way he gripped her hair had her tight with erotic energy, and her inner walls expanded and contracted as he force fed her his cock. Over and over and over, all while talking to her and keeping her calm. Her body surged from the intensity of his grip, as he used the fingers from his other hand to dance up and down the small of her spine, and to gently caress the opening of her ass. She could feel herself on the brink of another orgasm, and felt her body convulse as a wave of juices surged from deep within her,drenching her lips, which he was not aware of.
She then sat up very straight, crossing her legs Indian style, and just looked into his eyes. He just kind of chuckled as she sat there breathing and she purred:

“I wanna ride.”

He allowed her to climb forward against him and grind against him as his hands pressed firmly against her spine and ass. She placed her hands against his chest and they clashed together while she moaned and screamed with pleasure, angling her body in every direction she could, and touching every nerve ending in her body. When the orgasms struck, his eyes grew very dark, almost evil, and her head fell against his shoulder, as they basked in the beauty of this most delicious encounter.

Her mind was full of fantasies…..thoughts of what he would do next….and the torment of waiting was driving her cravings into a brink of sheer and unadulterated lustful madness.
The spontaneity was once again relevant, and now danger was involved, which set her mind on fire as to how to accomplish pleasing him in every way shape and form, while attempting to eliminate the danger factor, even as arousing at that was all by itself. Once again she raced around in an effort for perfection, to no avail.
She arrived this time in her gym clothing, black shirt and shorts, holding a lollipop in one hand, and a gift for him in the other. A small sentiment to show the feelings she had for him, which did not begin to express what she was truly feeling. She was anxious, tormented, and about to experience things she had never even imagined would happen to her. He greeted her with a sharp swat to her ass, and a sweet kiss.
She sat on the couch while he completed his work, waiting and watching his form while her mind raced:

“Such a strong man, so diligent in his life, his work, his touchstone”

Her mind swam with so many thoughts, so many questions, and a hungry eagerness to learn, with Him.
When his tasks were complete, he offered her his hand, and gently lifted her from the couch. He explained to her that he was going to teach her the art of ‘submissive presentation’. He directed her to stand with her eyes forward, never looking into his eyes or turning her head unless told, her hands at her sides, posture perfect, and then directed her to remove her shirt, and to fold it neatly on the table next to her. She removed her shirt slowly, revealing her peach silk bra, and he showed his sweet approval. He then directed her to remove her shorts, and to fold them as she had the shirt, and she did exactly as she was told. He held a rather sharp leather paddle in his hand, seven inches in length, and one inch wide. He was periodically swatting her all over her taut skin while she began this lesson. He then had her do the same with her bra and thong, and complimented her taste in intimates. Now he demonstrated what he expected from her. She was to hold her breasts up, cupping them gently and pleasantly ask him for his approval.
She held her breasts up and in a shy voice muttered with an involuntary nervous giggle:

“Do you approve, Sir?”

He looked to her and she turned instinctively.

“Eyes forward and you can ask me better than that. NO GIGGLING!”

He exclaimed in a sharp tone.

“Do you approve, Sir?!?”

Her throat felt like the words were caught there.

“I approve.”

He spoke in a very sweet voice and stood directly in front of her, gripping her nipples and pinching them harshly as she desperately tried not to wince, or to look him in the eyes.
Now he directed her to place her forefinger from each hand around her lower lips, and to spread herself for him. Now she did not need any more direction. She placed her fingers against her cleanly shaven lips, spread them and in a proud voice exclaimed:

“Do you approve, Sir?”
“Oh yes I approve”

He answered as he swatted her spread lips harshly with the paddle, and gently caressed her mouth with his tongue.
Now he directed her to move forward, placing her hands flat against the floor, and her ass against her heels. She moved her head to the floor as each hand moved back, and gently opened her warm virgin rosebud, which was her most feared area, and after both of her tiny hands had her spread to perfection she softly but diligently asked:

“Do you approve, Sir?”
“I approve.”

He granted her as the swat of his paddle struck her three times against each cheek, and then lightly traced all the way up her inner skin, as if checking her for dust.

“You will present to me very clean. You will always have an impeccably clean mouth, pussy, and ass. Do you understand?
“Yes Sir”

She purred.
He kissed her once more, and then began swatting her breasts with the paddle. His swats were directed against only her nipples, and struck straight down, as he cupped one and then the other, while watching them grow tight and ruby hard.
He then moved her to the end of the bed, and directed her to crawl up, and place her hands flat against the bed, the top of her head against the bedspread. He then strapped both of her ankles with restraints, and then had her hand him her arms, one by one, as they were clamped together to the ankle restraints. He then used Shibari rope to wrap around her arms and legs and then up around the base of her hair in a manner so that when she moved, her hair moved with her. Her hands were crossed at the top of her ass; her feet were touching at the soles, and what remained of her unbound hair, swept across her eyes and cheeks as she relished in the feeling of her predicament, and the sight she must have been. The next sound she heard was that of mild buzzing, and the sharp penetration of a tiny vibrating anal plug. This was placed within the ropes so that when she moved, her hair and now the tool of torment moved with her. Her body moved uncontrollably, fighting and feeling every movement, as she purred and moaned in pleasure and pain. She tried to control the harsh penetration, but the harder she tried, the more angry to tool seemed to get.
She then felt the sensation she had craved for so long. The oh so soft feeling of the flogger caressing her skin very gently, across her shoulders and spine and then the first fall of the torment that rang like more of a thud than a slap against her aching ass. She moaned out loud and arched her spine, lifting her body some, which sent the vibration into her more quickly. Her feet pressed together and her toes curled as she could hear him groaning behind her, and executing his orchestration against her taken mind and body. She could see him in her imagination, feel him with her body, taste him in her cravings, and cried out for more as her body wept in sensual desire.

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease Sir Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre”

She begged with quivering lips.
His orchestration continued until the rosy hue of her ass grew very warm, and then he placed his warm mouth around each of her toes, feeling her shiver with pleasure and pain.
She then felt him turning her body, and could see his eyes as well as the artistic work of the predicament she had been placed in. The ankle restraints were unfastened and her legs were now free. She smiled and licked her lips as he now attached clover clamps to her nipples, and tugged lightly at the chain. He then told her to close her eyes and legs, as he placed a long vibrator against her aching core. He left her there and while the sensations moved through her body, she wondered:

“What else does he have in that wicked bag?”

He returned with a blindfold, placed it across her eyes, and removed the vibration. Now she felt a tool of torment penetrate her ass that did not vibrate, and the chain of the clover clamps lift as high as they could reach. Pain swept through her entire body and she bit her lip in agony. The sweet soft brush of the flogger was now dancing across her skin, while her nipples ached and her ass stretched. The flogger began against her arms, across her elevated breasts and nipples, down her tummy, and then struck more sharply against her clit. He moved in very close to her and whispered:

“Are you ok?”
“Yes Sir.”

She managed to exhale.
He then pushed into her with strength and very thick arousal. Her inner walls blossomed for him like that of a blooming flower as waves of sensations swept into her very subconscious. His body was pushing against the intruder and she began to spasm. Long, slow thrusts into her body, as her feet now met his chest, and hearts raced. Growling and shivering as the chain was lifted once again and her nipples ached in agony.

“So warm and inviting”

He complimented as the orchestration continued.

“Do you want to cum?”

He taunted.

“YES SIR!!!!”

She exclaimed as their bodies bucked wildly.

“Not yet.”

He denied as he removed her from all of her restraints and sat her up against the edge of the bed, smiling as he took her hand and walked her to the couch.
He directed her to place her hands against the top of the couch and one knee on each cushion, and to hold her spine very straight forward, level with the ceiling. His arousal moved into her harshly and all at once as waves of pleasure crashed through their bodies. His hands grasped her ass and his moans rang in her ears as they began to rock in this dance of craving lust. Her purrs grew louder as his deep thrusting held her on the edge or orgasm, and she begged with crying agony for release.

I am on the edge…..Ohhhhh please Sir, let me cum.”
“Cum for me NOW…….cum all over my balls”

His command rang in her ears and her body reacted…..her orgasm completely his, as her inner walls contracted and collided as his rope of cum met her splash. They rode the waves of guttural pleasure, hearing the breathing,and feeling the sensation of their sexual scent surround them.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted her from the couch, turning her now as she looked into his eyes and was moved to her side on the bed. His hand then moved to the base of her neck, as he guided her mouth to him. Her tongue tingled as she tasted remnants of his orgasm, and she pressed gently into the tip, as his hand gripped her tighter. Her hand stroked him firmly at the base, as he had taught her, and his tip grew harder in her lips, She made a perfect ring with only her lips, and tightened against his base, feeling his cock swell and her cheeks cave. He then grasped her by her hair and pulled her off…..

“You have been craving to drink my cum, haven’t you?” Plead for it.”

He demanded.
Her face was tight with her hair pulled back, as she pleaded with aching eyes:

“Ohhhhhhhhh please Sir…..feed me”

He moved her back and shivered with a control she had never felt, guiding and hardening, thicker and harder, as grunts and the sweet sound of her mouth hungrily slurping him rang around them. Tears jumped from her eyes as she felt the back of her throat open and the gag overwhelm her body…..and just when she thought the rope would be fed to her….. He denied her and lifted her body from him.
Now he positioned her body with her legs dangling over the side of the bed. No restraints, no weapons of torment…..Her mind raced as he lifted her legs and placed the soles of her feet flat against his strong chest. He looked deeply into her eyes as he entered her ass…….and a wave of pleasure struck her very core. Her cries were overwhelming…..begging him to never stop…..

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh my God……Please Sir…..Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease don’t ever stop.”
“Soooooo tight and warm”

He hungrily gasped as his rhythm thrust deeper and faster.

“Do you want my cum deep in your ass? Beg girl…..beg for my cum NOW!”

She could hear the words sing out of her lips as if she had needed to say them her entire life:

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease Sir cum in my aching ass……I am all Yours.”

She felt the rush of his release fill her body and felt as if her soul had lifted and was watching the euphoria beneath her. Her nails grazed the skin against his inner thighs from under them, and as he moved up next to her, she felt the beat of their hearts had become one. Her face leaned into the nook of his shoulder and he ran his finger very gently into her spine as he chuckled, lifted a brow and whispered:

“So much for your most feared area.”

She moved very close to him, looking into his now very deep blue evil eyes…..so dark and mysterious….drenched in lust and sheer satisfaction.

Well Lover,

Since you asked me, I shall do as I was told to.

I got up this morning and checked email, I always smile when I see yours, wickedly I might add! I sent you a note and went upstairs to shower and get around. I left at 7:40 am and arrived around 9:15 and checked into the room. I called him to let him know what room I was in and left the door slightly ajar. I stripped down to my black lace boy shorts and stood there waiting for him to arrive. When he walked in, I kissed his cheek and ordered him to strip. He wanted to see some dominance, so I kept it light. With his owning a few companies he always comes to me tense. He stripped nude and layed on the bed as instructed on his stomach. I oiled my fingers up and began massaging his back and listening to him talk about his issues that he would have to take care of. I felt bad, he had decided to let a few people go, so me being me, I always play devils advocate and ask hard questions. Which is something he likes me to do. I continued to massage his back staying straddled over his naked body massaging the tension from his shoulders, moving down his spine and over his lower back. Getting up I went to turn on the air and felt him watch my every movement, I’m not the shy type, and I love to flirt. I smiled and massaged his thighs and legs easing him up. I then ordered him to roll over where I could see his face, I sat beside him and massaged the front of his shoulders talking to him but I could tell by his erection his mind was no longer on business. I smiled wickedly and leaned down watching his face as I flicked my tongue along his shaft, he moaned and reached back to grab a pillow placing it under his shoulders so he could see what I was doing. I continued the torture with my tongue taking him deep into my throat every so often, telling him he was not allowed to cum until I said so. I slipped a small vibrator over my oiled finger and ran it over the sensitive tip of his cock. I felt his body stiffen and told him to relax, I wouldn’t hurt him, just lay back and enjoy the feeling. His being new to that domination, I kept taking him to the edge and stopping as he was about to cum. I oiled my hands up, smiling with my fascination of the male anatomy, begin stroking his cock. He looked at me and said if I kept doing that he wouldn’t be able to hold back. I very gently explained in a firm tone that I was in control and he would do as I said. I could feel he was working hard to hold back, knowing how hard it is to keep holding back, I looked at him and asked if he would like to cum, he said no. I kept going asking again in a firmer tone, he asked if I wanted him to cum, I said yes and immediately his throbbing shaft exploded giving me the thrill I always love. I waited a moment before sliding my tongue over his sensitive shaft. His head fell back moaning. I let him recover as we talked a little more about my business plan. I was feeling a need that I had to fill. I straddled him and kissed him deeply teasing his throat with gentle nips working over his collar bone.

I began moving my hips to work my wet pussy over his cock, feeling him slide in oh so decadently. I moved back and forth his hands grasping my hips pushing me harder until I screamed and came all over his cock. I sat up not ready to stop just yet and grabbed the small vibrator slipping it over my clit. I rode his cock and pleasured my clit with the toy until I let out a growl and came all over him again. I felt his cock explode again not long after my orgasm. We lay there talking about his other sugarbaby, my questions for a fantasy he mentioned he had. He explained her build, height and her attitude. I suggested to him that perhaps if she didn’t know about me, maybe he should gently approach that subject to see how she felt about it. He smiled telling me he loved my wickedness. He threw me up on my hands and knees getting behind me running his nails down my back as he pumped into me once more. This time filling me up until I leaked intertwined juices down my thighs. We both collapsed and talked a bit more. I had forgotten that today was a short day for his office and he needed to get back and wrap things up. We showered washing each other to get the sweet almond scented oil off his body. We dressed, he kissed my cheek and walked me to the door. We left going our seperate ways without notice……I drove home thinking about you and what you were doing wondering how you’d reacted to my dropping my cell number in an email like that.

Well, Lover, there’s your story and I hope you like it…..

S