by M T Stone
“Maybe you’re right, Raven. Maybe it would be better to wait. You aren’t ready for the cane are you?” he asked as he continued to tap his way around my body.
“No, sir,” I said feeling a little sense of relief.
“You are sure you don’t want to get it over with?”
“No, sir. I want to wait.”
He began to run a gloved hand between my juicy lips as he tapped the top of my ass with that damn cane.
“You definitely are excited. I think you actually like the cane. I think it’s making you hot, but you just won’t admit it,” he said teasingly.
“No, sir,” I whispered breathlessly.
“Are you telling me that you aren’t incredibly turned on right now?” he whispered in my ear.
“No, sir,” I repeated.
“Have you ever been more sexually excited in your life than you are right now?” he asked while tapping a little harder on my ass.
I hesitated for a moment, thinking about how I should answer. I didn’t want to admit that the fear of the cane was actually turning me on. But at the same time, I didn’t want to lie because for some reason, he always knew when I wasn’t telling the truth.
“Answer me!”
“I don’t know, sir,” I replied, still not knowing exactly what to say.
That’s when a loud crack split the air and a sharp pain surged through my ass and up my spine that made me believe I had been truly injured.
“Ooowwww!” I cried out in both shock and pain. You fucking bastard!
“Did you just call me a fucking bastard?” He snarled in my ear.
“No, sir.” Fuck, did I say that out loud?
“I swear I heard you call me a fucking bastard. If that’s the case, then you just earned two more strokes just like the first one,” he said tapping on my ass once again.
“No, sir. I would never call you that,” I pleaded, not wanting any more of the cane.
“Never lie to me. That’s why I decided to give you the first stroke. You were incredibly turned on, but you insisted on lying to me about it.”
“I’m sorry, sir!” God is this guy a fucking mind reader?
“Since you’re a newbie, we will stop at one for now. From now on however, you tell me the truth when I ask you a question. That way you won’t get hurt.”
“Yes, sir.”
With one final tap on my ass, he walked away. Much to my relief, I heard the cane hit the floor. That thing really fucking hurt, but he was right. I’m glad it’s over.
Chapter 10
Gunner
She just passed my second test with flying colors. I knew this girl was strong. She just needs to get her mojo back. In the next part of level two, she would learn about predicament bondage. She won’t experience much pain unless she inflicts it upon herself.
I walked up behind her and reached around her, cupping her breasts. “Are you ready for some intense pleasure?”
“Yes, sir,” she replied sweetly.
She was obviously a fast learner. I reached up and released the bondage bar that bound her wrists. Grabbing hold of it, I used it to lead her to the next station.
“All you have to do is hop up on the table and lie on your back,” I instructed while helping her maneuver with the bar still attached to her wrists.
“Now what are we doing?” she asked as she struggled into position.
“I’m going to teach you about predicament bondage. Have you ever heard of it?”
“No. It sounds bad,” she replied with a cute little pout crossing her lips.
“Actually, you are in control. So I think you will like it.”
“I’m in control?”
“Yes, give me a second and I’ll show you how it works.”
Once she was flat on her back, I raised the bar so that her arms were extended above her. Then I took each foot and cuffed them to the ends of the bar as well. Both her arms and legs were hanging from the bar, but her back and head were still resting on the table for the moment.
“Is this my predicament?” she asked, squirming to get comfortable.
“You wish. I’ll show you your predicament in a moment.”
Raven
He always sounds so ominous when he answers my questions. He tells me just enough to make me worry about what’s coming next. The smell of his cologne and sensing his presence were the only two ways that I could determine his location. Someone else brushed by me, too. I could tell it wasn’t him because it was a completely different brand of cologne.
“Is someone else in the room with us?” I asked, suddenly wishing I wasn’t blindfolded.
“Let me explain your predicament,” Gunner replied, completely ignoring my question. “I’m going to tie a string to each of your nipples and then I’m going to tie the other ends to the bar.”
“Ok,” I replied, not really understanding how that would create a predicament.
“When I begin using the vibrator on your clit, your natural reaction will be to close your legs. When you can’t do that, your next reaction will be to lower your legs. If you try to lower your legs, these strings are going to pull on your nipples,” he explained as he finished tying the knots.
“Ouch!” I just barely moved and there was a sharp pinch in my left nipple.
“In other words, if you need to move, make sure you pull your legs toward you instead of pushing away or moving side to side,” he clarified.
“Yes, sir.” That doesn’t seem too complicated.
Next I heard an ominous buzzing sound that reminded me of the trimmer that my hair stylist always used to shave the little hairs on the back of my neck. My body tensed as the sound came toward me and hovered in between my legs.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out the moment that prickly little thing hit my clit. This is no ordinary vibrator. Holy shit that’s intense!
“Oh oh oh god, oh my god, oh god, oh fuck…” were the only words that passed from my lips as he rubbed the nubs of the vibrator all around my clit. “Oh god, oh fuck… Ohhhh!”
“Now you see the beauty of your predicament?” he asked as he moved back and forth driving me absolutely fucking crazy.
My legs began to shake and I instantly felt the strings tugging at my nipples. Pull with your arms back, flashed through my mind as he insidiously continued to work my ultra-sensitive flesh with that extremely invasive vibrator.
“Now I’m going to turn it on high.”
Are you fucking serious? That wasn’t high?
Gunner
A moan of sheer anguish passed from her lips when I told her I was switching it to high. It was priceless. She let out a scream as I parted her drenched lips and once again began to work her swollen clit with the most intense clitoral vibrator in my arsenal. I knew that this was yet another situation where the intensity would either be an extreme turn-on for her or it would be one of the deal breakers.
“The safe words are Yellow and Red if you can’t take it,” I reminded her.
Her nipples strained, her arms shook, and her abdomen rippled as she began chirping once again, “Oh my god, oh god, oh god, oh fuck, ohhhhhh…”
I pressed her lips further apart and held the vibrator firmly, rolling it just slightly as she alternated between whimpering and crying out in sheer ecstasy. I pulled back for a moment to give her a break and used my fingers to massage her red, swollen lips. After several soothing strokes, I once again put the vibrator to her clit and circled it even more aggressively.
“Tell me when you’re going to come,” I instructed, as her arms and legs began to shake violently. In addition to her steady stream of cries there was the chattering sound of the bondage bar, which by this point was completely drowning out the buzzing of the vibrator.
“Oh my fucking... I’m going to come!” she finally screamed after at least two more minutes of extreme clitoral torture.
She threw her head back and pulled with her arms as she rode wave after wave of contractions that nearly seemed to cause her to black out. By the
time I finally let up, she seemed to have entered into a state of semi-consciousness with staggered breaths and a continuous chant of the same three words over and over. “Oh my god…”
Raven
Oh my god… was the only phrase that kept running through my head. I’m not sure why those words were so prevalent, but it could have been because I thought I was about to pass over to the other side. There simply are not words to describe the intensity of whatever he was using on me. Holy fucking shit, that was unbelievable.
“Are you alright?” I heard through the extreme brain fog as he slapped the side of my face. “Are you still there?”
“Yeah, holy shit that was amazing! Holy shit!”
“Do you think you can come one more time for me?”
Is he fucking serious?
“You have to come once more to pass level two,” he said as he switched over to the magic wand and buried it between my sensitive lips.
“Oh god! Oh my god! I can come again! I will come again for you!” I screamed as he pushed it even deeper between my lips.
“I’m going to help you come,” he replied as I felt his fingers deep inside of me.
I felt as if I was screaming incoherently as his fingers began working my G-spot. This combination was the same one that had driven me over the edge during level one.
“I want you to squirt again!” he demanded as he held the vibrator tight to my clit and continued to ravage my G-spot with his thick fingers.
This is un-fucking-believable, was my only thought as I felt that same feeling building deep within me that I had experienced the night before. It was something so incredible, so explosive, that the moment I felt it again I knew that I was never going to have the willpower to walk away from him.
He pulled back momentarily. “Are you sure you want to come again?”
“Yes, please! I’m almost there,” I begged. I literally cringed at the thought of him stopping at that point and leaving me unfulfilled.
“Are you sure you want to squirt again?” he asked as he traced the length of my swollen lips with his fingers.
“Yes, I’m sure. Please do it for me!” I begged again. “Please make me come!”
Gunner
Sometimes when a woman has had so much stimulation, you have to stop for a minute or two to reset the nervous system. Raven almost came as a result of me pulling back, so I knew this was the case with her. It was music to my ears when she begged for another orgasm. She’s not going anywhere. I’m going to give her another mind blower.
I had always protected myself with subs, because most of them were quite promiscuous, and by nature, I had always been a little paranoid of STDs. That particular night however, I let my rigid protocol slide for Raven. Even though I hadn’t known her long, it was obvious that she was different from the others. I was excited by the prospect of taking her through all ten levels and now was the time for me to reel her in.
“I’m going to make you explode, baby,” I reassured her as I turned on a smaller vibrator and slipped it inside of her ass.
“Oooh, that feels good,” she moaned as I positioned it for her maximum pleasure.
“Pull back with your arms,” I told her as I slipped my fingers back inside of her and began caressing her G-Spot with one hand while working the vibrator with the other.
In a matter of seconds, she was right back to where we had left off - moaning incessantly and struggling to control the violent shaking of her legs.
“Pull back with your arms,” I warned her one more time before bending forward and slipping my tongue between her incredibly juicy folds.
“Oh fuck!” was all I heard from above as I ran my tongue up to her clit and pulled the swollen little nub into my mouth. I sucked down hard on her and began rolling her clit between my lips and tongue. “Oh fuck!” she screamed once again.
Encouraged by her latest outburst, I focused on working her G-spot with my fingers and her clit with my mouth. With my other hand, I simply held the vibrator steady in the best possible position. The moans continued to grow and I enjoyed watching her abdomen twitch and flex in front of me. I could hear the chattering of the bondage bar becoming louder and louder, so I knew there was an impending orgasm brewing.
I gasped for a quick breath before burying my face within her, sucking her clit and working it with everything my lips and tongue had to offer. As her cries intensified, I curled my fingers hard against her G-spot and feverishly stroked those little bumps. Just as I was thinking that I had to come up for air, everything let loose in one explosive climax.
She literally screamed at the top of her lungs as her pussy exploded in my mouth. Everything contracted so hard that she literally expelled both the vibrator and my fingers while simultaneously drenching me with her juices. Her incredible climax was topped off by the fact that she thrust her legs forward, jerking her nipples so hard that it popped both strings right off of them. It was an experience that she would bring up repeatedly over the coming weeks. It was nothing short of amazing!
Raven
After the earth-shattering orgasm that Gunner gave me, I no longer had any concerns about my heart or cardiovascular system. If there had been any weak points, I would’ve either stroked out or died of a massive coronary right on the table. I also learned a lesson in control, which is the whole point of predicament bondage. I had been so focused on the orgasm that I completely forgot about my poor little nipples. Until Gunner lifted the blindfold, I was quite sure that I had ripped them right off.
“That’s a wrap,” someone else yelled.
Fuck! I knew there were other people in the room!
“Now that’s one for the archives,” Gunner said as he leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the lips. He held it just long enough to draw me back to the moment and then he pulled back. “Are you okay?”
“I never thought it would be possible to have such intense pain and incredible pleasure in the same exact moment,” I gasped as I began to drift back into reality. It was as extreme as having an orgasm while giving birth!
“Your nipples are pretty red,” he said as he lightly rolled them between his fingers.
“I’m just glad they’re still there!”
Out of the corner of my eye, an older gentleman in a creepy black mask came walking toward us. Coming to a stop right in front of me, he lifted his black mask. I was horrified to see who had been in the room with us the whole time.
“Carter? What the hell are you doing here?” I gasped in utter horror.
“I just wanted to stop by and check out the new girl. A better question would be…what the hell are you doing here?”
“It’s a long story. Long being the key word,” I replied not knowing what to make of the situation.
“Well that was one spectacular performance. I think you’ve found your true calling,” he replied. He then gave me a pat on the leg before making his exit.
Oh dear lord… Suddenly everything came together. “Carter owns it! I thought it was someone I knew,” I exclaimed as it hit me like a lightning bolt. “I couldn’t think of who had purchased that mansion.”
“Yes, it belongs to Carter. He doesn’t spend much time there, though. He’s a busy man.”
“Does he own this place, too?” I asked suddenly becoming suspicious as hell.
“Yeah, he bought it at least six years,” he replied, grabbing a towel to wipe his face.
“I always knew he was a total player,” I said shaking my head in disbelief. “Does he always wear that creepy black mask?”
“Whenever the cameras are rolling. He’s convinced that no one will recognize him.” Gunner laughed. “Do you know him well?”
“I had an internship with Randolph Development during my sophomore year in college. That’s where I got my real estate license.”
“He’s one hell of a role model, definitely knows how to put a deal together. No wonder you were so successful, you learned from the best,” he said, putting two and two together.
“True
, but he was always flirting with me because I was the youngest one in the office. Since I was a teenager, and he was in his fifties, I found it very creepy,” I said, thinking back to those days. “He was always trying to touch me back then, and now he was in the room watching me. I’m a little creeped out right now.”
