darkmagicuk
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We’ve been talking some time, I can tell your shy but want to explore, want to experience those things you have read about, you have a urge to test your fantasies out, so you take the plunge and agree to play. You’ve done your homework, checked out my profile, read my writings and looked at my photos. I seem like a man you can trust.
So we arrange to meet and we head to my house.
I’ve instructed you what to wear, practical sexy clothing, easy to remove but at the same time enhancing your sexy curves. You look amazing in your black short dress clinging to your body I can see the curves of your breasts. Looking in your eyes I see your nerves, little do you know how that stirs me further.
Knowing I should take things slowly, I take you by your hand leading you into the front room where all the toys are laid out on the table, the suspension cuffs ready over the door. I see your eyes dart around the room, trying to avoid the toys; I know your curiosity is driving you crazy with anticipation yet I also sense your fear……..and it turns me on so much.
We sit down and chat for a bit, giving you time to soak everything in and for your pulse to slow down……………so I can increase it later ;-)
Eventually I instruct you to strip when ready, to kneel and offer yourself to me, that will be our signal for the scene to begin, once started only safe words will save you from experiencing all those guilty dreams. To begin you need to shake loose those chains placed on you by society and years of suppression, you must choose to step over that line. Reach for me and I will be there with my hand out stretched, ready and waiting, but you need to take the first step……….come to me….. make that leap of faith and I will take you the rest of the way. I will wait patiently for you to make the first move, tick tock.
Thankfully for both of us you take that first step and you strip, you ask to remove your clothing in private, as your new and this is our first time, I allow your request, however pointing out this will be the last time you hide from me. Your clothes are removed and you enter the room, naked but for a black thong. Your arms crossed hiding your breasts from me. I take your arms and uncross them, placing your hands into the cuffs against the door. Your back against the cold wood is cooling but also a reminder your going to be there for sometime.
I press play on the IPod and the music begins.
Looking over at your exposed restrained half naked body against my door, helpless. Something insides me stirs, the beast is craving to be released. I start on your nipples, tweaking them with my fingers, warming your breasts up with my hands, you react, this is not so scary, its even nice. Then a sharp slap hits your breast, then once again. You breasts are reddening nicely, as I slap it again. The look on your face changes, I see the reality of what you have got yourself into hit. You’re a little nervous but excited as well. I feel its safe to carry on however I keep checking in your eyes, reading your body language I don’t want to push to far but at the same time I want you to experience some of the pleasures you will face now you have stepped into my world.
Your erect nipples are screaming to have clamps placed on them, I look over at my collection of clamps, my hand hovers over the Clover Clamps, I sense your looking, I knew you wanted to try them but also admitted to me in our discussions your fear of them. Now my girl, time to get over that fear. I select the Clover Clamps to your mixed response.
The first Clamp is placed and your body tenses you grit your teeth “good girl” I say and your body seems to fortify its self, you have become invincible, you eyes look in mine as if to say “go on put the other one on I can take it for you Sir”.
“of course you can my girl” and with a smile I clip the other one on, you flinch but you take it for me, proudness is filling me, how brave you are, and how much I will show you. My hand supports the breast, cupped in my hand, and with that chuckle you will come to love and fear I let the breast drop, the clamp jolts and pulls at the nipple further. I’m soaking up your reaction, reading every movement even listening to your breathing; I feel all my doubts and concerns leave my mind, all my focus is on you, the world around me closes off. Everything becomes heighten, I can even smell how turned on you are. Nothing else matters from here on in.
Our eyes meet for a brief moment, then your gaze drops from mine, you have finally defeated your fears, glad you have taken that step you feel safe and I feel your submission flood into your body. You have given yourself to me, finally understanding your now in my world and I make the rules. Yet at the back of your mind your wondering what will this guy do to me next?
My hand goes to release you from the straps, but instead of releasing you fully, I only reposition you so you so you are now facing the door, the cold door is a gift at first to the your sore chest, your hard nipples pressing against the wood, however as the chain on the clamps hit the door you soon release everything is done for a reason.
I begin to hum to myself, you don’t recognize the tune but in time it will be the sign I’m thinking, which will clearly mean something interesting is about to happen.
As you’re facing the door with only sound to help I see you trying to guess what is coming next, straining to hear and trying to work out what each noise means to you. Don’t worry my girl, as I will introduce everything slowly, teasing you with each item. This is not to be helpful or even gentle I know that once you know what you are going to be hit with, the fear and the unknown only increases the reactions.
I start with my hands on your ass, caressing it, squeezing it, lightly spanking it, my hands run up your back, my nails against your skin. My mouth moves next to your ear “your mine now” I whisper.
The spanking intensity increases, each spank harder than the last one, moving from cheek to cheek. I can feel the heat in your skin, I know this means I can go harder and longer, but it also turns me on. I know I’m causing changes in your body, not just the wetness between your legs but blood rushing to parts of your body, your mind floating, I’m doing all this to you, all this is me!
I select one of my sets of floggers, they feel good in my hand and I know my play things like the smell, but they feel amazing on your back and by using two I can keep the rhythm going, relentless impact after impact, no time for you to recover.
I stroke the falls over your back, the coolness of the leather must feel nice, I pass them over your head so you can smell the leather, building on the anticipation.
The sounds of the falls landing on your back, the thud of each hit, you move your body and relax as you melt with the effects of the hypnotic flogging.
I move from flogging your back to your amazing behind, striking each cheek, focused on hitting the same spot over and over again. I hear your breathing increase as you try to struggle, moving your body, trying to escape the impact, knowing its pointless but needing to retain some control, and yet slowly discovering the fact your body is mine.
The music track changes and a faster more aggressive track begins, you know that as the play has fitted with the music (or should I say the music play list has been carefully selected to fit into my play) then things are going to step up a pace.
Your body relaxes I’m not sure if this is because you have resigned yourself to what is coming next and realized its pointless resisting, or your body has become accustomed to the impact trauma.
Whatever the reason I see that as the sign of acceptance and select my custom made French Martinet (with my initials on it, my favorite toy), described as “quite an intense flogger with loads of sting for very little effort”, the marks appear from the first stroke. I watch as red welts appear on your red cheeks. From the noises I hear I can tell you love the sensation this nasty toy is giving you. If you could see the smile on my face you would know I’m also enjoying using it on you.
The feel of the leather and the sound it makes on your skin, all of my senses are on fire, I can smell you, I can hear you, and oh how I can feel you. I alternate from hitting you with the Martinet to caressing your skin, feeling for the heat and the raised welts. Your breathings harder I pull your hair to turn your face towards mine, we kiss, deep and hungry.
I reach around and grab the chain of the clamps, you wince but our lips are still locked so you can’t scream out but I sense you would if I was not gagging you with my mouth.
During our discussions you mentioned you liked the idea of canes and you had noticed I had a selection of them in my collection, you respectfully requested I used some them on your, but only gentle, how cute to make such a naive request. Gentle and canes are two words rarely seen used together…a smile appears and I begin to hum to myself, evil thoughts flood my head. A conflict between the good and evil in me erupts which side will win as my hand hovers over my collection of canes….
I pick up the natural cane, stroking it across your skin, you’ve guest right my dear your about to experience that fantasy is not anything like reality when it comes to canes.
I move the cane quickly next to your ear, loving the swish noise it makes as it fly’s through the air, I watch as you flinch. Starting with soft “taps” striking the same spot, increasing the power each time, watching your skin change color almost instantly, I move around the cheeks making a pattern of lines. Bruising is starting to appear. Your body tenses with each stroke, I fake the odd one when I feel your getting into the rhythm, just to keep the mind fuck going. I know I’m evil. I chuckle to myself, a kind of evil laugh. I like getting reactions like that from you.
I move to my favorite cane, multiple synthetic canes connected with one handle, this can be used gentle but also hard. As it strikes multiple areas at the same time it requires very little effort on my part for maxim effect. The harder I hit the more the canes spread, I’m told this one is very stingy and few enjoy the sensation, but no one fails to react.
Deciding that’s enough impact play for now, after all this was just an introduction session. I want to leave you wanting more after all.
I reach up to release you, careful to take your weight as your own legs won’t hold you, I spin you around so your facing me, reconnect you to the door, the cold wood soothing the welts must feel so good right now.
The chain of the Clover Clamps swings and I see you wince, your eyes tell me all I need to know, your body is confused, you mind cloudy, why are you getting so much pleasure from this pain, why do you want to take more for me, I kiss you again, this time more gentle as if to say well done and not much longer now my girl. You look so beautiful, your eye makeup has run, hair all tangled. Yet you look sexier now than you did when you walked through the door. Your submission that you have honored me with has made me feel so proud. However I’m not finished with you yet my dear.
I reach for the Hitachi Wand I see your eyes light up however there is a level of hesitation. We had discussed that you were scared of the Wand but you agreed to try it, that’s why I was looking forward to playing with you, open to try new things………..oh dear how lucky you are to have said yes.
Turning the Wand on at the low setting, I position the Wand next to your clit, watching for your reaction, learning from it, probing, adjusting, like a dance trying to find what you prefer. A moan and you bite your lip “don’t fear making a noise, no one can hear you” I whisper, “relax”. On this you let out a loud “oh fuck”, guess I have hit the spot.
Now for the mind fuck, I pull at the chain of the Clover Clamps, your mind now can not process the pain and the pleasure, as I continue to pull on the chain I switch the wand to full power. Your legs collapse; only the suspension cuffs are holding you up. Your head is thrown back, “don’t you dare cum with out asking permission” I order. I can see the confusion on your face can you stop yourself from reaching orgasm? I see the turmoil your going through, your lips move, your trying to mouth the words, to ask to be allowed to cum, but no sound is coming out of your mouth. You finally manage a breathless “please sir”, however your not getting off that easy, “Please what?” I reply. I can see the tension building, your whole body is shaking, “oh please sir, Please, can I cum” you finally say……….I pause……..”yes my dear cum for me”. With that your body relaxes, you let out a sigh, it feels like your whole body spasms. Yet I keep the Wand on your now very sensitive clit, you whimper and plead, it’s too much. Just as it gets too much I stop, silence. Your head flops forward, your whole body is spent, and exhausted you slouch with your head on my chest as I hold you for a moment stroking your hair.
When its time I release you from the straps, your body collapses in my arms, carrying you over to the sofa I place you down gently covering you in a blanket. We cuddle there on the sofa, my body heat warming you. I see your starting to come back to earth, holding up a glass of water to your lips you sip the cool refreshing liquid.
I hold you in my arms, With every mark I’ve given you I feel we have grown closer together, I know these marks will be with you for sometime, a reminder of our time together. I hold your head in my hands, brush back the hair from your face, “Good girl” I say, you smile, still groggy but starting to come around.
This could be a start of something good.
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