It was there; the flavor of amaretto, him, and her own juices which she had never tasted before. While he kissed her, he pulled her skirt down and adjusted her clothing so she was decent.
When he finished, he pulled back. “You’re driving me crazy. You need to eat but I’m still punishing you. You will accept it or I will have food delivered in here and I will feed you in between spanking you on the bench. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Sir.” Her voice sounded low and husky, and completely sated.
His fingers traveled beneath her skirt, and adjusted the butterfly then turned it back on.
Her pussy was now more sensitized and she wanted to scream. He didn’t give her a chance just led her from the room. They took one of the private elevators down to the fourth floor and walked into a very fancy restaurant. It was crowded but the maître d greeted Kyle by name and took them directly to a table.
“We don’t need menus. I’ll have my usual to drink. My friend will have water. Please let Simon know I am ready to order.”
“Very good Sir.” He walked away.
“How are you doing?” His eyes drilled into hers.
Her pussy was going to explode in the middle of the restaurant. “Fine.” She put all the Saccharin sweetness she possessed into the word.
He had the gall to laugh full out. He leaned over and kissed her cheek and then ran his teeth down and over her jaw which caused her pussy to clench and she almost went over.
“Are you going to come?”
“No.”
“We’ll see.”
Simon delivered their drinks and then took their order. Kyle never asked what she liked or preferred.
His grin was back, “You lost your chance to choose what you wanted to order when you didn’t eat lunch. If I were you, I wouldn’t let it happen again. Playing a scene can be very intense and it’s quite dangerous if your blood sugar drops too low. You will not like the punishment I have for you if it happens again.”
She resisted her snide comeback but knew her feelings showed on her face.
“Okay sweet sub, you have permission to say what’s on your mind but only because I know how much the butterfly is turning you on right now.”
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Of all the things I expected to come out of your smart mouth that was not it. Yes as a matter of fact I am. More than I have in a long time.”
“Does it excite you to make me feel this way?”
“If you mean keeping you right on the edge and being able to smell your arousal, yes it does. Now I want you to put your hand under the butterfly and rub yourself.”
“What? Here?”
“Yes, and if you do I’ll turn it off while you eat.”
“You’re bribing me?”
“I’m tempting you.”
“I will come and embarrass us both.”
“No, you will come but you will remain silent, keep your eyes open, and not let anyone know what’s happening.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“But I do. Our food will be here shortly so please get started.”
She had no idea why she followed his every command. Her hand went under her skirt and then under the butterfly. He watched and she knew her face was red. He took her other hand, and drew two of her fingers between his lips and sucked them into his mouth. Her eyes shut.”
“Keep your eyes open.” The words were hoarse but commanding.
The pulsating throb in her pussy became more intense and her hips rose to meet her fingers.
The waiter delivered their food in the middle of her orgasm and she thought she would die. She tried to stay still but it was almost impossible.
Kyle kept a straight face and spoke to the waiter whom he had obviously known for a while. He kept talking and the waiter stayed at the table.
When her orgasm was over the waiter finally walked away. Kyle reached under the table and turned off the vibrator and then grabbed the hand she used to masturbate herself, and brought her wet fingers to his mouth and licked them off one at a time. He then proceeded to cut up her food and feed her small bites. She was still hungry when he told her she was finished.
“I plan on playing tonight and I don’t want you to have a full stomach. Drink your water quickly; we’re going back to the playroom. She downed it in one swallow.
Chapter Nine
“Remove everything including the butterfly.”
He watched her take off her skirt and top. His seductive eyes concentrated fully on her body. When she finished he circled his finger and she turned around.
“Slowly. My hand prints look sexy as hell on your ass. I think I’ll add some stripes to the mix.”
Her eyes obviously looked panicked when she finished turning.
“Don’t worry it will be pleasure mixed with pain and nothing you aren’t ready for. I promise you’ll like it.”
“What happens if I use my safe word?”
“I will stop immediately but that doesn’t mean I won’t be angry if you use it when you can handle more. My job is to make sure you are pushed to your limit but that I stop before you need to stop me.”
“I’ll try.”
“Oh my sweet, you are more likely to safe word over sexual intensity than pain. I plan to keep you on the edge before giving your body release. The pain will focus you away from the sexual sensations and you’ll be happy for it. Now let’s get your wrist and ankle cuffs on.”
He placed on the same ones they used the night before and then put the blindfold over her eyes. He tugged on her hand and then led her across the room. He went slowly because of her lack of eyesight explaining he took away her sight so she would feel the intensity more and she would pay closer attention to his voice.
Going by what she remembered from the day before and the feeling of what he was securing her to she knew she was placed facing outward on the St. Andrew’s Cross. He finished with her ankles and arms and then placed a strap around her waist.
“Are you comfortable?”
“Yes. I think so.”
He came in close and his hot breath passed along her chest. His nose barely skimmed over her neck and face before he whispered in her ear. “I don’t want you comfortable. I want your pussy dripping for me.”
His words were doing just that. She heard him walk away but he returned within minutes.
“Remember I told you that pain and pleasure go hand in hand? This will feel uncomfortable for a moment.”
Her body tensed and then she felt the pressure on her nipple as he clamped it tightly.
“Augh.” She couldn’t help the sound she made. It hurt.
His voice was husky and soothing. “Shhh, ride out the pain it’s almost over.”
The pain turned into an erotic ache. The pressure was there but the overall sting was slowly leaving. That’s when he attached the other clamp.
“Awwwe.”
“That’s better; you know what it feels like this time. Give it a minute.”
She could feel a chain hanging down between the two clamps. It swung between her breasts and hit the top part of her stomach. A longer chain ran down the front of her body, down the center over her pussy, and bounced in a rhythmic brush across her flesh as she breathed.
“You’re lovely. I could look at you like this for hours without touching you.”
God no. He had to touch her.
“I would love to add a zip line down each side of your body. I didn’t talk about that yesterday but it’s a series of clamps held on a chain. It pinches, like the nipple clamps, into different parts of your body and intensifies when I do this.” He tugged gently on one of the nipple clamps, causing a slight sting and instant throbbing to her nipple. “I can bring sensation to so many different places. No zip line today but we aren’t done with you yet.”
She felt him place his hand beneath the chain hanging between her breasts. The warmth from the back of his knuckles smoothed down her body over her belly and ended between her legs. His f
ingers spread her labia and his other hand played with her clit. Her breathing accelerated and suddenly she felt a clamp applied to one side of her labia and then the other.
“Awwe, god, aaah.”
His tongue replaced his fingers and the hot roughness licked over her folds and around the clamps.
Her body wanted to fight the pinch of pain and the sensations his mouth was causing. One finger entered deep within her pussy.
“Please, I can’t. I…”
His tongue stopped and his finger came out. “Yes, my sweet you can.” He kissed the inside of her upper leg and sucked just a small amount of skin into his mouth causing a pinching sting before repeating the process on her other inner thigh. His mouth left her body and she craved for more even if it included pain.
How could he do this to her so easily?
She heard him walking away and tried to get her breathing under control. Did anyone ever die from desiring an orgasm as badly as she did?
“This will be slightly cold but it will warm to your body temperature quickly.”
His fingers again went to her pussy lips. She felt the clamps pulled slightly and she tightened her vaginal muscles in anticipation of the pain.
“Relax for me.”
“One warm finger entered her again and she allowed her body to untighten.”
The cold object slid up inside her as his finger came out. It was a small oblong item of some sort. She couldn’t believe she was letting him do this to her. With her hips secured it was impossible to rock her pelvis into the throb he caused deep within her pussy.
“Now for the fun part.”
Thank god he didn’t think it was fun up to this point. It was erotic torture.
Soft strips of leather touched the side of her face, and ran down her neck and over her shoulder then traveled across her breasts. Her nipples were beyond sensitive and the added feeling of the leather made her press against the strap across her hips. He continued to run the strands downward, over her stomach and then between her legs pulling slightly on the genital clamps and then continuing down one leg to her foot. He then went to her other foot and made his way back up her body.
“This is a deerskin flogger and we will start with it tonight. I may use less flexible leather another time but tonight we’ll see how you do with this.
The flogger stopped its gentle travels over her body and the first strike landed across her breasts. Her back arched. It didn’t exactly hurt but her sensitized breasts caught fire and she couldn’t help the noise that came from between her lips. He didn’t stop and the flogger landed again and again with her practically screaming as she fought the sensations progressing throughout her body.
He stopped suddenly and his hand went to her cheek. His lips took her mouth in a soft kiss and then he pulled away. “You are doing beautifully Trisha. I just need to make a small adjustment and we will play some more.”
“Please I don’t think I can.”
“Are you hurting anywhere?”
“No, but I need relief.”
“I know you do.” The words held a promise.
She felt a very gentle pulsation deep in her pussy and realized the toy he placed inside her vibrated. It started softly but grew in intensity. Finally, her body was hanging over the ledge and almost...The vibration stopped.
“Ahhh, don’t please.”
“It’s set to build and then stop. I’m pushing your body Trisha and you’re doing great. A little more now.”
The flogger landed on her breasts in a steady rhythm, and traveled down over her stomach then landed on her mound. His strikes were harder and they pulled slightly on her pussy clamps. The vibrator started its slow steady build and her cries were now loud in her own ears. She felt tears dampening the cloth over her eyes and realized she was crying. She was so close but she didn’t know if she was close to using her safe word or having the most incredible orgasm in her life.
Everything stopped; the vibes, the flogger, everything.
Her breathing was so harsh she couldn’t hear anything else in the room. The clamps on her pussy released and his warm lips sucked gently and took her past the pain. Then the nipple clamps came off and his lips replaced them with sweet torment. She groaned as the ache deepened before fading away to a dull throb.
He released her legs first and then her arms. She fell forward but he caught her in his arms and lifted her. Her need for an orgasm continued to scream through her nerve endings and her body shook uncontrollably. He placed her forward over the spanking bench.
“No I can’t.”
“I’m going to give you what you want Trisha but this is for me. Only three and you will get everything your body desires. Hold on tight and I’ll make it quick.”
She clenched the leather arm rests beneath her fingers and continued to cry. The first strike of the cane was so painful she screamed out loud. The next two fell in rapid succession. She felt herself lifted, carried a few feet, and placed on her back. She tried to turn to her side but his arms stopped her legs from twisting and suddenly his mouth was on her pussy and the vibrator started strong without the slow build. He pulled her engorged clit into his mouth and sucked hard.
She had never experience anything like the orgasm that rocked her body. It went clear to her toes and caused her nipples to throb harder. If she was standing she would have fallen. He removed the vibrator and replaced it with his fingers. They rubbed the inside of her pussy and massaged the pulsations inside. The blindfold came off but she didn’t open her eyes. She couldn’t.
Finally his lips took hers. The kiss was neither gentle nor harsh. It claimed her mouth; sucked, nipped, and explored. His hands came up to her face and his body lay on top of her though most of his weight was on his forearms.
“Oh my sweet. Can you take just a little more?”
“More?” She could barely catch her breath.
“Yes. I want to bury my cock deep inside your pussy but I can wait until tomorrow.”
“No, please don’t wait.”
“Good girl.”
He eased away and she heard him removing his pants followed by the tear of a condom package. Then his shirt covered chest was back against her bare breasts and without giving her time to breathe, his hands took hers and lifted them above her head as his hips thrust and his cock buried deep inside her. She could feel his knees on either side of her legs and every nerve in her body welcomed him and then exploded. While the orgasm continued he kept pumping in and out. There was nothing slow or sweet about what he was doing. He was fucking her hard and she wanted it. Her ass cheeks stung, her nipples ached, and her mind completely focused on the cock slamming in and out of her body.
His low moan finally sounded above her cries and his weight settled fully on top of her.
He whispered into her ear, “You my sweet sub have hidden depths even I didn’t suspect.”
He released her arms and carried her to the couch. There was a cabinet beside them and he grabbed a water bottle and tipped it into her mouth.
“Drink and then I need to rub oil into your muscles to help relieve your aches and pains.”
“I don’t want more pain, please.”
“I know love. You have nothing left to give me tonight but I don’t want you lying in bed hurting. I want you to have a good night sleep. Tomorrow when you come here I won’t be as intense. I’ll give your body a rest and maybe let you learn a little about mine.”
She lifted her head and looked at him for the first time. His shirt remained buttoned but he was naked from the waist down. She looked into his eyes as her fingers went to the buttons. “May I?”
“I think you’ve earned it, go ahead.”
“Earned the right to see your body?”
He laughed, “No earned the right to do what you want within reason.”
Oh yes. She was exhausted, her body totally spent but she wanted to look at him. The buttons came undone in spite of her trembling fingers. She pulled the fabric apart and ran her hands over his pect
oral muscles, gliding over his nipples. He had no chest hair and she wondered if he waxed. The thought of the pain involved with waxing made her smile.
“And what devilish thoughts are in your head sweet sub.”
“Do you wax?”
“Yes, though I have it done.”
“I hope it hurts.”
His laugh was loud and full out. He pulled her in close and squeezed.
When his arms loosened she asked, “Can I take your shirt completely off?”
He leaned forward and let her pull the material over his shoulders and then she drew it completely from behind him and snuggled into his chest. His hand came up to her hair and he ran his fingers through the strands.
She had no idea how long they stayed that way. “Do you have another scene tonight?”
“No, I cancelled it after I saw you speaking to Raul. I wanted time to punish you properly.”
“Is that what you were doing, punishing me?”
“Only before and during dinner. The rest was because I wanted to test your limits.”
“Did I pass?”
“Yes.” He pulled her up by her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes. “This world of kink, sex, and need will pull you in and what you thought you couldn’t take will become a line you will cross again and again. If, and when, it becomes too much you must safe word. I watched you closely tonight. I knew you were almost to that point. Another Dom may not. People pass out, and are left with physical scares and permanent damage to their bodies. I won’t do it tomorrow or even this week but I will force you to safe word so you know you can. It’s important you understand your body. I don’t want another Dom doing irreparable harm.”
His words made her heart ache. She never wanted another Dom doing what he did to her. She refused to let these feelings get in the way of her next question. “Is that why you hurt your subs, because you know they need it and someone else would hurt them worse?”
“Don’t confuse what I do with any kind of compassion. I need to feel their pain. I enjoyed your pain tonight. At the same time I enjoyed your desire also and I haven’t felt the need to do what we did in many years. You’re like a drug. But even though I pushed you, and you took more pain than I thought you could, what I need is way beyond what your lovely body can give. You don’t have the torment buried deep inside that fights to come out through a whip or a spike tipped flogger.”
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