by Nicola Diaz
HER FIRST BDSM EXPERIENCE
Volume 13
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Author's note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.
Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults. Said activities include, but are not limited to Oral, First Time Anal Penetration more….......
Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.
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CONTENTS PAGE
In the Millionaire’s Hands
Older, Wiser, Risqué
From Gentleman to Master
In the Millionaire’s Hands
Keegan Stone stole my heart in the worse possible way.
“So? What’s the answer?” Keegan Stone asked as I tried to maintain composure. The rich millionaire just asked me out, like on a real date. I mean, he’s utterly handsome, tall with bulky muscles, and beyond rich. He’s also seven years older than me and very available. I’d be an idiot to say no.
“Um, yes! I would love to go out with you,” I gushed. I mean yeah, I’ve had a super crush on the man for over a year. We met at a holiday party my company threw and he’s one of our clients. We maintain some of his holdings. I’m just a measly account manager, but shit, I couldn’t believe my luck.
“Good. Dating me will show you one hell of a good time,” he said as he winked and tweaked under my chin.
I never forgot how we met. I had taken a cab because I knew they’d serve alcohol at the party. At twenty-three, I wanted to show the world I could have fun.
Keegan Stone wasn’t a man you’d say no to because he had the money to get it elsewhere. That’s what separates the rich from the poor. Was I interested in him because he was dripping with wealth? Possibly, but he was also dripping with good looks, sexy body, and a brilliant smile that made me want to wake up every morning to it.
Oh, I had heard the rumors. Keegan Stone wasn’t a big fluffy teddy bear. Quite the opposite in fact. That scared me a little. But no woman had brought the man up on charges. He’s not so rich that should he do something to harm another without her permission he’d have to pay for it. Nope, that hadn’t happened. I trembled at the thought of dating a man such as him. I mean he knows how to treat a woman. He’s very kind and likeable in public at least.
Like I said, I met Keegan at a work party one evening. He asked me out not too long after that. So now I’m preparing for our date and to say I’m excited because he told me I didn’t have anything to worry about for now. I knew that that was a double meaning but that’s okay.
After we went out a few times, and we kept everything quite innocent, with him kissing me good night and that was it. It was our fourth date and he took me to an intimate dinner at a fancy French restaurant in the city. He reached across the table his hand brushing up against the fat potted candle and he looked into my eyes.
“Darling, what do you think of me?” he asked.
“I like you, a lot, Keegan. I guess I’m surprised at how sweet and innocent our dates have been up until now. What do you think of me?” I asked turning the tables on him.
Keegan sat back in the chair and chuckled quietly. He gazed into my eyes as he tilted his head. “I will say that I never ask a young lady out on a second date if I don’t like her. And the fact that this is our fourth date says a lot about what I think of you and how I feel about you.” He grabbed my hand and rubbed circles over the back of a with this thumb. Our kisses had been sweet and tender and nothing like I’d heard about him. But had a feeling he was about to let me have it.
I smiled. “I’m glad to hear it. I have to admit though, that I had heard things about you, and it scared me just a little,” I said.
“What kind of things have you heard?” He lifted his brow.
This time I laughed. “That you like rough play.” I kept the smile on my face.
“And what do you think that?”
“Honestly, Keegan, I’ve never done anything like that. I’m not one that enjoys pain, but I am open to possibilities of some fun,” I said.
Keegan nodded. “I’m glad to hear it perhaps at some point if you think you like me enough, I would like to introduce you to my kind of fun,” he said, and he winked at me.
“I’m open to a little fun. Perhaps ease me into this,” I said.
It must have sparked interest in Keegan, for he invited me to his home after our next date. I thought this was it. Instead, we ended up in his family room sitting in front of his TV and watching a funny movie. Keegan was such a handsome guy I couldn’t help but stick close to him, my hands rubbing on his lower arms and his hand. Noticing how he packed a bulge for me, sparked my interest as I looked at him grinning.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine like it had the past. We enjoyed kissing each other and making out. It started innocently, and then he became a little rougher with me. I didn’t mind, he wasn’t hurting me. He groaned as his hand slid up my shirt and I pulled it off for easier access. I wanted him to enjoy and to see that I could have as much fun as he wanted to have. I was open to it and yet I trembled at the thought of it.
“Come on baby, let me at that sweet muff of yours,” he said.
It wasn’t going like I thought it would, but I didn’t mind a little eating out in the process. He shouldered in between my knees right there on the sofa on as his hands grasped either side of my buttocks as his tongue swirled through my soft wet folds. I ran my fingers through his hair, groaning and bucking up and down as I came. Afterward, he slapped lightly at the sides of my cheeks and I thought this was it. I giggled, in fact because to me it seemed so sweet and nothing like I had imagined. He sat back and let out a long groan as he unzipped his pants simply to pull his cock from his underwear.
I’ve bent down between his legs and sat on my knees while I caressed his cock. This was the first time I ever sucked him, and I wanted to see if a rich dick tasted as good as a common man’s dick. I had to stifle a laugh because I didn’t want him to know what I was thinking. But in all honesty, as I lapped at his head and swallowed the pre-cum, I thought it did taste better, richer somehow. I moved my hand swiftly up and
down his cock while sucking heartily as I pulled his head to the back of my throat. It didn’t take him long as he lurched forward and dumped his load into my mouth. Knowing that men love it when a woman swallows, I gulped every drop he had.
That date ended very low key as nothing more happened aside from his light spanking of my buttocks when he licked me. When we went out again, he took me dancing this time and on the dance floor he admitted to what he had planned for later.
“I think we’re ready to advance our relationship. If you’re game, that is? I never want to do anything with you that you don’t want to do. But you must know about me, I have an insatiable appetite for certain things. There’s only so long I could play Mr. nice guy before I want to dive into some fun,” he said.
I gazed up into his eyes as I trembled. “I’m ready, at least I think I am,” I said and then I giggled.
“As long as you’re open to it. This is strictly up to you. I will never force myself on you, but if you allow this to happen, it will be a whole new level of fun that I suspect you’ve never tried. I don’t want you to be afraid of me I want you to enjoy it and have fun too,” Keegan said.
“I really like you, Keegan. I admit that I’ve never done anything like this, but I’m ready to take the next step with you. If you teach me the way and assure me that everything will be fine. I’m ready to step into your hands and to see if I’m the woman you really enjoy being with,” I said.
He smiled and nodded as the music stopped and he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door. Looking back at me he grinned big. “It’s time,” he said.
All the way home to his posh estate, I watched the scenery go by. I felt as if I were climbing a mountain to see a new view I’d never seen before. Part of me trembled with fear that I wouldn’t like it in a with this demand forever. But, another part of me looked forward to it, anticipated it like I was about to try a brand-new delicious chocolate that I had never tried before. When we pulled up into his driveway, he turned to me grabbed my hand.
“I’m so glad you’re willing to try this. Please don’t be afraid, because I’m not going to hurt you. All I ask is that you be open-minded,” he said.
My eyes popped as I entered the guest room he had kept hidden behind a locked door. No wonder! Great loops jutted from the wall, just about arms width wide. Also, near the floor were the loops for feet, no doubt. I gulped as the man smiled at me, judging my reaction to his fun room.
“Still okay with this?” Keegan asked.
I nodded. Hell yeah, I was okay. I wanted the man. When he told him he’s into different fun I wasn’t sure what he meant. If there were any questions now, they were gone.
“I trust you,” I said as I widened my eyes.
He chuckled. “I’m not a vampire, but I might bite,” he said as he wagged his brow.
“I trust you not to hurt me.”
“But sweetie, what do you think goes on here? I mean I’m not going to leave you bruised or broken, but pain is part of it,” he said.
“Not so much you’d make me cry?”
“Cry with pleasure. It’s a balance of pain, bondage, and pleasure. I enjoy giving it,” he said as he moved to the bed.
“Do you also enjoy taking it?” I dared ask.
Again, he chuckled. “Only if I’m in the mood. I rather like submission at my hand. It’s a big turn on for me,” he said and gazed at his swelling mid-section.
“So, if I don’t agree?”
“Then you know where the door is. I’m sorry, Tonya, this is who I am. I’ve developed these tastes over the years. I know what I like and what I refuse to do without.”
“What about love?” I asked. Stupid question, because Keegan is a millionaire and he can have whatever he wants.
He shrugged. “Love comes if it does. I will tell you I won’t fall in love with a prude. But I really like you, I think we have a chance. I want you to be my girl. If you’d like to give it a shot?” he asked as he held out his hands to the room.
I admit, I was curious. I’ve never had this experience, so why not? Walking to him, I gave him my best bedroom eyes and swayed my hips. He grinned and opened his arms as he pulled me to him. His lips met mine and instantly my body responded. I warmed in his touch and he gently tugged at the tank dress. I bit my lower lip as I pulled it over my head and was left with nothing but my black lacy bra and panties. His eyes scanned over my curves appreciatively and he nodded. Of course, I stepped out of the underwear and gave him full access to my naked body.
Keegan growled as he pulled me to him. A smile stretched across his face as his hands wandered over my tender flesh. “Mmmm, yes,” he said with a moan. “Safe word is periwinkle.”
I laughed. “Okay, a shade of blue.”
He pulled back and looked in my eyes. “It has to be a word you wouldn’t utter unless, well, you want me to stop. Periwinkle.”
“Got it,” I said.
He pulled out four pairs of handcuffs. Do I really need that many? “Face the wall,” he said gruffly. Already he was in character. I obeyed and after grabbing my hand, he pulled me to the wall and ah, yes, four loops, four handcuffs. One hand secured within the cuffs, then another. Lastly, he secured my feet to the loops near the floor, my legs were parted just a little.
I flinched as I heard the distinct whir of a whip being thrust through the air behind me.
“Tonya, have you been a bad girl?” Keegan asked.
I turned my head, unsure of the answer he wanted. But, of course, I he wanted me to say yes.
“Oh yes, Keegan. I’ve been very bad. I deserve to be punished,” I said in a high-pitched voice.
He chuckled as the whip sailed through the air once, and then the second time it landed square across my ass cheeks. I flinched again, the stinging catching me off guard. Again, the whip snapped and landed on my ass, and again. I flinched each time, biting back the tears. He was bringing pain. He groaned and when I dared sneak a peek at his face, he was focusing on my ass so intently. His hand rubbed over the fresh whelps.
“Have you learned your lesson?” he asked. His zipper came down and his pants were off in a flash. I looked behind me and he hand his cock in his hand, looking at my ass.
“I have,” I said, a little too real with the pain and fear wavering in my voice.
“You little bitch,” he said grabbed the whip again and slapped it across my ass, going up and down and even landed on my back.
“Ouch! Oh,” I cried.
“What? Did you say something?” he asked and snapped the whip again over my ass.
“Eehh, uh-uh,” I said as I bit my tongue. The word periwinkle stayed close in my throat, as he snapped the whip again this time on my upper thighs. I jumped and flinched and whimpered, but I didn’t utter the safe word.
It turned me on greatly when I saw him grabbing his long, hard cock and squeezing it as he watched his other hand snap the whip over my ass. It turned him on so much, pre-cum shot from the tip. I grinned, I liked that I was helping him along like this.
After another slap of the whip, I whimpered, and the whip went flying to the side. Keegan’s erection wanted attention. He came to me and parted my ass cheeks as he swirled the pre-cum coated head through my back slit. I groaned as he reached around and tickled my clit with his fingers while running his cock head over my tight anus. He paused and reached around me, his fingers massaging my boobs as he dry-humped into me. For a second, I thought his cock was about to slip into my ass. He groaned and resumed his hand on his cock and shoved his other hand around as his fingers danced ruthlessly over my clit.
I groaned as the pleasure flooded into my pelvis. He groaned with me and shoved his cock hard into my ass, piercing through my anus. The pain only lasted a moment as I screeched out.
“Ouch, oh fuck me!”
“I will,” he growled as he shoved into me hard, pounding from behind in rhythm with his fingers dancing over my clit. It swelled and grew harder. I love anal sex, so it didn’t take long for y body to crash as my
pelvis exploded.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck,” I said as I moved as much as I could while being cuffed to the wall.
“Shut up and take it,” Keegan growled as he pounded harder.
“Please, stop. My clit. Oh, Sensitive,” I yelled. He kept his fingers moving fast. Normally, at this point, I would have shoved his hand or head away or I would have scooted back. But I couldn’t.
He pulled out of my ass and shoved it from behind into my pussy, pumping wildly. His fingers relentlessly danced over my throbbing clit, until again, a second orgasm loomed ahead. Just before I came, he pulled out of my pussy and shoved his slick cock back through my asshole. While I came, this time he moved his hand and wrapped his arms around me, both hands grabbing my D-cups while he pumped into me.
