by Rosie Harper
“Good evening, I take it you are here for a little respite too?”
He is dashingly handsome and has a nice strong body, which can be seen even through his well-tailored suit.
“Yes, I needed a little air, “I reply. He must recognize me, for we see each other all the time at these things.
“I don’t think we’ve met before. I am Ricardo Alvez, but you can call me Rick.” He holds out his hand and I shake it. We look into each other’s eyes for a moment, both sensing a spark of desire.
“I am Maria Gonzalez. My husband is involved with government work.” He smiles at me and my heart begins to speed up slightly.
“Well, Maria your husband is a very fortunate man. He has a beautiful wife,” he says in a soft voice. I accept his flirtatious advance,
“His wife is also alone this evening.” I wonder if he even knows that I am a complete nymphomaniac. One wouldn’t think to look at me with my graceful posture and elegant dress, but I do frequently indulge in a lot of BDSM sex, with strangers. It helps me maintain a perfectly good relationship with my husband, who I have no doubt frequently spends his free time with countless ladies. It is a nice summer evening and I am bored with the legendary Ricardo Alvez coming onto me. He nears closer to me. His dark hair is slicked back and his green eyes are shining like the most perfectly cut jade stones.
“I’m bored, maybe we can salvage the evening for both of us?” I casually mention.
He nears his mouth towards mine and I drop my cigarette as our tongues are now caressing each other and he places a hand on my waist. Ricardo tastes good with the sweet smell of his cologne hanging in the air around us. Just as the butterflies feel as though they are set to burst out of my stomach, he suddenly breaks away.
“Sorry, is your husband Paco Gonzalez?” He asks.
This does sometimes happen when people connect the dots. “Yes he is. Why? Are you afraid he is going to find out?” I tease him and grab his testicles and squeeze them gently. Ricardo backs away, obviously now petrified that he is going to be fed to a pack of wolves somewhere in the Colombian countryside.
“I’m sorry Maria, I cannot do this.” And with that he swiftly makes his way back inside. How dare he leave me like this after making such sexual advances? Now, in addition to being a complete nymphomaniac, I am also a sadistic control freak. I am going to enjoy bringing Ricardo into my darkest desires and he will have no choice but to go along with it. I light up another cigarette and smile to myself, “Ricardo… your sweet ass is mine.”
I make conversation with a few delegates and walk over to Ricardo who is saying good-bye to the President.
“Hello, Mr. Alvez, why are you leaving so soon?” I take extreme pleasure in playing this game at watching Ricardo nervously come up with a feeble excuse.
“We can leave together. My driver is outside and it would be nice to discuss a few issues regarding our earlier conversation.” I turn to the president and say my goodbyes before myself and Ricardo walk out into the grounds of the villa. Ricardo turns to me and says, “Maria, I’m going home. My driver is here…” I cut him off.
“Send him home. You are here with me now and I wouldn’t want to tell my husband what you did to me earlier this evening.” The car pulls up and I get in the back, followed by Ricardo who is now very anxious. Maybe there is something wrong with me, but I don’t really care.
“You will come and spend the night with me tonight. I have heard about your parties and how you like to feel as though you are in charge. Well tonight, things are going to play out a little differently. Ricardo turns to me,
“Maria, I’m not going to play your stupid games. Pick an easier target. You cannot handle me.”
I laugh, “You’re so cute when you get angry. This is going to be fun.”
After the twenty minute drive, we reach my villa. After his initial resistance of me stretching out my long, smooth legs and flicking my dark hair back showing off my bosom, he relented, and we were soon kissing and groping each other. Now that we are at my home, I can show him to my special ‘Cooler chamber’. This is the place of which I become the all domineering master, and I get to unleash the dark side of myself before my prey.
2. The After Party
A vaulted cellar, the brickwork exposed. The atmospheric music consists of various deep electronic synthesizer chords, overlaid with intermittent painful screaming. The music reminds me of the euro techno trash that one hears from occasional passing cars in the street, but I like it all the same. The lighting was by way of flaming torches, making it look very medieval. Masks and torture implements hang down from iron racks, all looking particularly evil and promising great pain.
I allow him to worship my beautiful feet and gladly watch him lick the dirty leather heel using the tip of his tongue and sliding it around. Ricardo now suddenly touches my inner thigh, rubbing his hand over my fish net tights. For this I give him a few lashes on his back using quite a bit of strength that causes him to wail in pain and lower his hand. “How dare you touch your mistress in that way? You want to fuck me? I tell you when to touch me… understand?” I bellow down towards him. He doesn’t reply so I give him one further lash across his back, leaving a dark pink horizontal mark across its length. “Do you understand?” I shout.
“Yes senora,” he replies, keeping his head down towards the floor and continuing to lick around my heel and moving his tongue up to the bulge of my ankle. Good… he is learning. I tug on the collar and prompt him to crawl forward on all fours to my suspension straps. I chain him by all four of his limbs, his feet trapped in an iron contraption which firmly holds him in place at least a meter above the ground. His arms are raised by a pair of leather straps running from the ceiling that have steel handcuffs attached to the ends. I myself am dressed in black latex. There is a readied and willing opening at both my asshole and my vagina for quick and brutal penetration, should I so choose. I like this part; circling him slowly, armed with a brown leather whip before lashing out with lightening precision at his bare buttocks. Ricardo cries out in pain. Okay, so I may have lashed out a bit hard… but this is my show. People speak about levels, such as level one; being when you stop upon the first sign of blood. I have to confess that I have never been one to follow rules. Now the great Ricardo Alvez is mine. He hasn’t submitted to me yet, but when he does, I will have him drain his load inside of me as his reward for being a loyal sex slave. But first, he has to submit his mind, body and soul.
“Ricardo, Ricardo, Ricardo… what am I going to do with you? First, you make sexual advances to me knowing that I am a married woman… and then you treat me like a puta, by leaving the party so soon. Does my husband scare you? It is I who you should be scared of, my little chicito!” The whip lashes out with furious anger causing a piercing impact against his exposed ass. His painful scream is making my vaginal walls seep their glorious fluid. It feels so good! I lash out with the whip again, again and again, without easing the strength of my lashes. Ricardo’s screams are echoing around the glorious chamber; every one closely followed by the impact of leather on his bare flesh. The reddening mark of the whip increasingly leaves marks a darker shade of red as horizontal stripes run across his buttocks. I now have to stop momentarily, both arms are hurting due to my repeated strokes. I walk around him again, only this time even more slowly, allowing the clacking of my high heels on the cold floor to echo throughout the room. His cock and balls are hanging down; stretched and almost contorted. I cup them with a firm grip and gently squeeze. Ricardo’s beautiful face winces as I gently apply more pressure.
“Do you accept me Ricardo? Like many others have done for you?” He looks up into my eyes with a painful expression,
“Not yet senora,” he answers in a strained reply.
This is certainly going to be interesting! I release his testicles along with his feet from the iron foot lock before releasing the handcuffs. He now stands there like a naughty school boy with his ball gag. I begin to stroke him, slowly.
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p; “Get hard now!” I command whilst playing with the hardening penis. It surely is big, I watch happily as the full length of his shaft expands forever forward and stands erect like a missile ready for firing. I smack it hard causing Ricardo to instinctively hold his hands out. This will not do! I use my handcuffs and secure both his arms behind his back. I smack his penis again this time only harder. He groans in pain closing his eyes tightly. My hand now continuously smacks the shaft and I watch it redden a little more after each impact.
“Kneel!” I command and spread both my legs. “Smell me, smell me long and good,” I command. He presses his nose between my moist lips and begins to take long hard sniffs causing gurgling sounds from around my ribbed hole. The sensation is electfying as the point of his nose rubs against my sensitive tissues, causing ripples of pleasure to run throughout my body.
“Push harder!” I order, to which he presses with all his might, burying his head down deep between my open legs. The feeling of his head against my soft inner thigh only adds to the enjoyment as he furiously moves his nose around the entrance to my inner domain. “Good, that’s it, sniff your mistress good now.” I reach around the back of Ricardo’s head and release the ball cock from his mouth, “Now lick me and finish the job!” My moans of pleasure now add to the slurping and licking sounds of him lapping his tongue across my playground.
“Ahhh… that’s it,” I mutter, as his tongue now twists through my pooling hole. The erupting sensation begins to shoot through me in waves with every move of Ricardo’s tongue rubbing against the surface of my vaginal walls. My legs feel as though they are about to buckle, which I absolutely cannot allow as it will undermine the dominant authority that I have worked so desperately to establish.
“Stop. Stop right this instant!” I boom down towards him during which my voice falters under the euphoric sensation I am now feeling. He continues to lick and slurp away. How dare he? My breathing is becoming heavier now as his tongue does its work.
“Stop… Now. I command you to stop!” I cry out. My voice is hardly threatening due to the wave of euphoria now sweeping my body as I home in on an almighty climax. This is testing all of my mental reserves as every part of me wants to surrender to an orgasm, but doing so will only ruin any further domination. With every bit of determination I have left, I somehow manage to break away from his skillful tongue,
“You disgust me! How dare you continue, when you are told to stop!” My muscles are slightly trembling as the orgasm now safely distances itself. I yank hard at Ricardo’s chain,
“You dirty little cunt! Now I’m going to show you!” I forcefully make him crawl on all fours to the other side of the chamber before giving him a firm kick in the stomach causing him to roll over coughing,
“That will teach you,” I tell him.
“Sorry senora, I want to pleasure you,” he replies. His hands are still cuffed behind his back, so I help him get up by pulling on the collar.
“Stand up!” I command. Ricardo’s erection is absolutely huge. The shaft is red and very thick, long and vascular. The helmet is smooth and shiny with the foreskin completely pulled back. It looks like a huge thick purple hood waiting to dive into me.
“Don’t you dare cum,” I say, as I begin to stroke him, moving my hand slowly up and down his glorious cock. I move my hands up and down quicker now, and I can see Ricardo’s face begin to wince as he struggles to fight his own orgasm.
“Don’t you dare cum!” I repeat. My lips now suddenly wrap themselves around the helmet and I begin to suck long and hard; pushing his penis all the way into my mouth until it reaches the back of my throat. I am sucking as hard as I can looking up at his eyes closing. He is trying to take his mind off ejaculating. That’s good. The penis tastes nice and seems to fill the full interior of my mouth as I keep gleefully sliding up and down his juicy pole. He is groaning now and his knees are beginning to seize up. I slap the side of his leg and slide his penis out,
“Don’t cum!” I shout “You’re pathetic! Do you know that?”
“Now you’re going to fuck me long and hard,” I say whilst I get on all fours in front of him and part both of my legs, welcoming him to the depths of my womanhood. He slowly walks over and tries to bend down without falling over.
“Hurry up! You’re so fucking pathetic! Fuck me you disgusting man!” I shout. He spreads his legs and takes position over my ass. My two exposed furry holes are now in front of him and I feel his smooth tip now begin to prod around, attempting to align itself with the slit of my readied vagina.
“This is getting ridiculous! What are you doing?! What’s taking so long?!” But before I can even finish my sentence, I feel the big plump head penetrate my pussy, causing me to jump as the incredibly thick cylinder pushes itself into my ribbed orifice.
“Good, now fuck me hard,” I bellow. Ricardo now begins to pound into me in a slow and steady pace. I have to firmly place my hands out onto the floor to keep from falling over at the sheer brute force of his thrusting. My moans now fill the chamber as my slave is now fucking me hard and good, just as I had demanded. My entire cavity filled with his juicy ripe manliness. My voice is sounding out of control going from deep groans to high pitched wails as I vow to myself not to betray the immense pleasures of his repeated plunges. He now speeds up.
“No, not yet…” I am unable to speak now and begin screaming as he continues to quicken the pace, fucking me with all his might and tearing me apart. I cannot move as he is literally above me pounding downwards, relentlessly crashing through the gates of my inner domain. I thought he would be under control and is clearly attempting to dominate me. That isn’t going to happen. But first, I really need to cum… I really want to cum!
The volcano of desire inside me erupts and my body feels like it is going to completely break apart. My muscles are now refusing to work and my arms are folded in front of me. My body is being moving back and forth with the violent thrusts of my submissive. I scream more than I have ever screamed in my life. The echo can probably be heard for miles and is clearly audible above the music, which blasting throughout the chamber. I almost pass out as Ricardo holds himself deep inside of me as he spills his seed. I am now panting and lay there in a latex heap; my vagina still playing host to his throbbing and controlling tool.
“That’s it senora, let go. Don’t fight it any longer. I have left myself inside you now,” he mutters from behind. I do not reply. I can’t, for I am still on the floor feeling the after effects of a terrific climax, my muscles trembling and tender.
“Uncuff me now,” he demands. I don’t respond to which Ricardo now rolls me over to my side with his foot, “uncuff me now senora,” he says. My hand reaches over to my belt pouch and I retrieve the key and hand it to him as he turns around.
My domination of him has failed miserably, due to his intense sexual prowess. Now is the time for him to attempt to dominate me. My latex suit is soon on the floor and I am now stark naked with my breasts hanging freely in front of me.
There is a set of bars attached to the floor; both horizontal and are affixed to either end of a vertical post that can be adjusted depending on the person’s height. It is here that I am now tied with iron ligatures fastened tightly to all four of my limbs, now stretched out in each direction. The feeling of complete exposure and vulnerability gives me a cold rush. Each ankle and wrist is locked into shackles attached at the end of each bar; I had this made especially for my deviant lustful desires and am now extremely aware of how secure it really is. The steel shackles lock each limb firmly in place. I cannot move as Ricardo slips a blindfold over my head. My eyes now made useless, putting all of my other senses are on full alert, absorbing every touch and sound; the sensation is now maximized, tenfold. Ricardo’s hands are now running up and down the full length of my legs; his rough surfaces rubbing against my smooth skin. With each centimeter of my skin covered by his big strong hands I receive a tingling sensation that is akin to feint electricity. He possesses a divine-like touch that se
ems to kick start the adrenaline rush which is now pumping wildly throughout my body. The supple skin of my inner thigh is woken up as his hands now glide across the surface. The shackles rattle as I express my euphoric sensation by tugging at the leather straps, causing the bed posts to rattle, swaying my head from side to side, revealing the immense pleasure I am feeling.
“Do you submit?” he asks.
I want to answer but find it impossible, due to the intense sexual energy I am now feeling as he shifts his attention between my legs and begins to slip his finger into my sodden vagina.
“No!” is my reply whilst panting at his attentive work.
“Do not be stubborn Maria,” exclaims Ricardo “accept me as your new master.”
My mouth is now wide open as I stare at the paving slabs of the ceiling above me. I am puffing through the sheer euphoria of my helpless predicament; completely at Ricardo’s mercy. The fact I am now nothing more than a mere sex object for his lustful desires; tied and bound with no choice but to accept the total domination of my body.
“Do you submit? Are you willing to release your inner submissive Maria?”
He picks up the brown whip I had used earlier and dangles it above my open thighs, allowing it to brush against my skin. He moves over to my seeping vagina, now completely exposed to penetration and abuse. Blood is pumping wildly throughout my body as I feel the smack of the evil leather snake against my inner thigh. This causes me to flinch as the lightening fast impact sends a piercing sensation tearing through me.
