by P Nelson
“You better not come, my vacker, or you will get a very red ass.” The grin was back. Master Hjalmar pulled another chain out of his pocket and Elizabeth gasped as she saw the clamp on one end and the weighted ball on the other. She looked over her shoulder to ask Eric a question, only remembering the dildo at the last minute. Eric chuckled and nudged the side of her face so she was facing the stage again.
“Watch and find out, my little curious sub.” Eric’s chuckle rumbled through her chest, and Elizabeth let out a big sigh to show she was not happy. Eric squeezed her arm and Elizabeth pressed closer into his body, her ass melting into his erection. The effect of his body pressed against hers as she watched Master Hjalmar pinch the claws of the clip open and settle it over Lara’s distended clit caused her pussy to clench in pleasurable waves. Lara screamed out as the metal tortured her most sensitive flesh. Master Hjalmar stood up quickly and kissed Lara’s mouth, whispered words over her lips only meant for the two of them. Using his long tongue, he licked up the tears falling from her eyes.
“Ready, my vacker?” Master Hjalmar asked.
“Yes, Master.” Lara choked the words out between sniffles.
“Good, my vacker.” Master Hjalmar pressed a hand between her shoulder blades, and Lara tilted forward until the chains connecting her harness to the bar suspended above her became taut. “Good, now spread your legs a little wider for me, vacker.” Lara did her best to comply, shuffling her feet wider apart as the ball attached to her clit swung back and forth in time to the ones attached to her nipples. Master Hjalmar sat down on his haunches and fastened a leather cuff to one of Lara’s ankles before moving to the other ankle and securing it. He tested the tightness of the cuffs before running his hands up and down Lara’s legs a few times. Lara shivered and moaned at his touch. Her face had become red, and her skin glistened with sweat. “Now for the fun part.” Lara whimpered in response.
Master Hjalmar stood up and walked over to a small table and picked up a paddle. He inspected it before slapping it across his palm a few times. “Now, my naughty sub knows how creative I can be, it’s time for her punishment for ever doubting I could torture her.” Master Hjalmar stepped up to Lara’s exposed bare ass and used his free hand to massage her flesh and slap her pale skin a few times. “Very good, my vacker. It’s a count of fifty. I want to hear you count. No orgasm, or you will get another fifty, do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Lara was whimpering, and her tears were flowing down her cheeks as her neck bent forward to the point where her chin rested on the top of her chest.
“What is your safe word, sub?” Master Hjalmar lined up his paddle to Lara’s ass and rubbed it all over her globes.
“Red, Master,” Lara answered.
“Be sure to use it, my vacker, if you cannot take my punishment any longer,” he replied with a chuckle. The gleam in his eyes and the tent in the front of the man’s leathers indicated he was aroused and enjoying himself. Elizabeth felt her body tighten as she saw the hand holding the paddle raise up. Master Hjalmar brought the paddle down with a whoosh; the sound of it hitting Lara’s flesh reverberated through Elizabeth as she squealed in pain.
“One, Master.” Lara’s shouted her voice strangled and earnest. Elizabeth was holding her breath as she watched the next blows land on Lara’s ass. For her part, Lara jerked and cried out, but she didn’t say her safe word. Elizabeth could feel Eric’s rapid breaths on her neck and knew he was just as excited by what he was seeing as she. They hadn’t planned a scene tonight, but now she really wanted to play. It seemed unfair to get so excited when there was no relief in sight. Elizabeth’s teeth bit into the dildo as she watched the remaining strikes from the paddle leave faint red marks on Lara’s ass. Finally, Master Hjalmar set the paddle aside and smoothed his hands over Lara’s bruised flesh.
“So good, vacker. So fucking good. My little sub deserves a reward for taking her punishment.” Master Hjalmar bent over and quickly unfastened Lara’s ankles from the leather restraints, He inspected each ankle and was apparently satisfied because he grabbed another chain hanging from the bar overhead and attached it to a ring near Lara’s lower back. He did the same with a ring on the other side before lifting one of her legs and resting her thigh in a cradle of leather before closing the sling. He did the same with her other thigh and once he was finished, Lara was lying face down suspended above the stage. Her hands were still behind her back, at Master Hjalmar’s mercy.
Getting down behind Lara, Mater Hjalmar palmed the weight on the clit clamp and Lara’s whole body shuddered. “This is going to hurt, my vacker, but I want you to come for me.” He wriggled until his mouth was just under her pussy. Elizabeth was holding her breath as she watched Master Hjalmar use his large fingers to delicately grab hold of the clamp before releasing Lara’s clit quickly. Lara screamed as the blood flow returned to her clit, her whole body shaking and convulsing as Master Hjalmar lifted his mouth to her pussy and began sucking hard. Lara’s cry echoed through the crowd. Her Master plunged two fingers into her channel and vigorously thrust them in and out until Lara looked like a worm dangling on the end of a chain. Her shouts began to subside a little, her head dropping even farther towards the floor. Master Hjalmar removed his mouth from her pussy and stood up.
His hands went to the front of his leathers and he released the biggest cock Elizabeth had ever seen. Period. Ever. Even watching porn, she was pretty sure she had never seen anything matching that monster. She gasped and felt Eric’s hand lift to cup her aching breasts.
“Like what you see, beautiful?” he asked her as he pinched a nipple in between his fingers. Elizabeth nodded her head, too enthralled by how Master Hjalmar was going to wield his monster cock. She was suddenly worried that Eric might be offended by her ogling another man’s dick. She started to turn her head, but he pinched her nipple in response. “Master Hjalmar is very well endowed. Even Doms can appreciate it to a certain extent.” Elizabeth sighed in relief. The erection Eric was sporting in his leathers felt big enough for her anyway.
“Now you get your real treat, my naughty sub.” Master Hjalmar lined the head of his cock up to Lara’s pussy and began to feed it into her with short thrusts. Lara moaned and clenched. Her body trying to push back on her Master’s cock, but he was in complete control of the penetration. With a final shove, Master Hjalmar thrust his cock deep inside Lara and she let out a wail of pleasure. He stilled for a minute and leaned over the petite sub’s body and whispered something in her ear as his hands wound around to her nipples. He gave both weighted chains a little shove for momentum before standing upright again.
He grabbed onto her hips. Master Hjalmar’s hands looked fierce against the smaller woman’s frame as he pulled out of her pussy slowly before slamming back in again. Lara’s head came up and she grunted and gasped as her Master set a blistering pace. He watched every movement Lara made between narrowed eyes as his torso grew slick with sweat and his hips pistoned into her again and again. A wail erupted from Lara, and Elizabeth moaned with her.
“Time to go, I think,” Eric whispered in her ear as Lara thrashed against her bindings and Hjalmar continued his frenetic pace. “They’re going to be up there for a while.” This statement almost brought Elizabeth to her knees. Her pussy was throbbing, and her breasts ached when he moved his teasing hands away. Never in her life had she needed a release more than now. Master Eric guided her over to the bar area of The Cage and pulled one of the large pillows over to a vacant table and chair. He sat down at the table and held a hand out to the large pillow. Elizabeth sank down onto the big cushion and looked up at Eric.
“You may take the dildo out of your mouth now, sub.” He instructed as he held out his hand. Elizabeth pulled the silicon toy from her lips trying unsuccessfully to swallow the excess saliva she had gathered in her mouth. The strings of drool clinging to the toy made Eric’s dick harden painfully. Just watching Master Hjalmar and Lara’s scene had gotten her so hot, Eric thought she might combust while watchi
ng. He had planned for a nice evening of being a voyeur, but now he wasn’t sure if he could watch her scene with another man without having an orgasm in his pants. He couldn’t remember the last time a sub turned him on more.
“Did you enjoy being a voyeur?” Eric glanced over to the bartender and signalled for two waters. He needed to distract himself. Otherwise, he would have Elizabeth bent over the table taking his dick in her pussy until neither of them could stand any more.
“Yes, so much, Master Eric.” Elizabeth practically panted up at him, and he had to look away from her parted lips.
“What did you like best about Master Hjalmar and Lara’s scene.” The bartender stopped at their table and handed him two bottled waters. “And if you tell me it was the size of Master Hjalmar’s cock, I will give you a spanking,” he warned as he flipped the lid off one of the waters. He leaned over and held it to her lips. Elizabeth raised a hand to grab it, but Eric pulled the bottle away. “No. Drink from my hand, beautiful.” He used a similar phrase to the one last evening when he was encouraging her to step away from the familiar and take food from his hand.
Elizabeth licked her dry lips before she pressed her mouth to the open bottle. Eric tilted it slightly and watched the graceful curve of her neck arch up to swallow the contents of the bottle. He wanted to watch her throat take his cock, have her swallow his seed down into her gut. He pulled the bottle away and took a long drink.
“I liked how he suspended her. That was really cool.” Elizabeth stopped and her face flamed bright red. Eric smiled and set the bottle aside.
“What else did you enjoy, sub?” he asked in a clipped voice. Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders in response. “First, I get too much out of your mouth and now I get too little. Whatever am I going to do with you?”
“Spank me?” Elizabeth’s voice shook a little with hesitancy and expectation.
“You enjoyed watching Lara get a good licking from her Master, did you?” Eric studied the reaction on Elizabeth’s face as she flushed even harder at his question.
“Yes, Master,” she said quietly.
“And would you like a spanking right now, my sweet sub?” Eric asked and held his breath. He might be unwilling to have sex with her on her first night at The Cage, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t do other stuff to relieve some of the tension they had built up.
“Yes, Master.” Elizabeth looked up at him shyly from beneath her lashes, and Eric groaned. He pushed away from the table and patted his lap.
“If you want a spanking from me, beautiful, all you have to do is climb up here.” Eric instructed and watched how his words affected her. Elizabeth’s face turned into a frown as she glanced at his lap and looked around the crowded bar area. It was a Thursday night, and it appeared the members of the club were starting their weekend early. It felt like an eternity to Eric as he watched her decide. Normally, if he had discussed the scene or at least had a contract in place with a sub he knew well, he would give her a spanking for taking so long to decide to get up on his knee. Despite Elizabeth’s enthusiasm to learn everything about the lifestyle, she was still nervous. This made Eric soften towards her a little more.
“Yes, Master.” A stubborn look crossed over her face and she set her shoulders before reaching out and putting her hands on his thighs. Eric watched in fascination as she draped herself over his thighs, the lace pushing and pulling against her skin, the ribbons digging into her flesh. He could tell she felt uncomfortable in the position, and he rested a hand on the small of her back.
“Well done, sub.” Eric massaged and used his other hand to pull the fabric of the teddy further up her ass crack. Elizabeth flinched at the tension and Eric knew she must be close to an orgasm. He spread her legs a bit wider and saw the fabric was damp. She tried to squeeze her thighs shut, but he clamped his hand down on her pussy. “You never try and hide this beautiful jewel from me. Do you understand?” The words came out on a growl.
“No, Master.” I mean yes, Master.” Elizabeth shook her head. “I will not try and hide my pussy from you.” She confirmed as she wriggled on his lap and did her best to release the tension in her thighs. Eric rubbed her ass cheeks and enjoyed feeling her squirm into his touch.
‘Is this your first spanking, Elizabeth?” He asked even though he already knew the answer. She had filled out the questionnaire form and had indicated that although she wanted to explore BDSM, she had never actually participated in any scenes.
“Yes, Master Eric.” Elizabeth grabbed onto his ankle for balance.
“Since this is a funishment spanking, I do not require you to count.” Eric dug his fingers into her luscious ass and promised himself he would start her formal anal training tomorrow night. His dick twitched at the thought. “What is your safe word, Elizabeth?’
“Rainbow,” Elizabeth automatically replied. Eric shook his head at the inventive safe word.
“Use it if you want your spanking to stop, beautiful.” Eric raised his hand as Elizabeth answered.
“Yes, Master.” He brought it down as the last of her words came out of her mouth, and she let out a great whoosh of air. A startled gasp left her mouth and Eric settled in to give his little training sub her first bite of pain and pleasure. He aimed his slaps all over her ass and upper thighs. At first, she tried to flinch away from his hand, but after her initial hesitation, Eric felt her body language subtly shift until her ass started to rise to meet his strokes. The count of twenty was over far too soon.
“Where are you, sub?” Eric asked and waited as he pressed his hands into her ass to keep the sting in her flesh. “I asked where you are on the stoplight, sub. Red, yellow, or green? I will call it a night if you don’t answer.”
“I’m green, Master.” Elizabeth’s reply had just the right amount of dreamy wonder in it for Eric to continue.
“Good girl. I’m going to give you twenty more smacks, Elizabeth. When I’m done, I’m going to stick my fingers up your pussy and make you come. Do you understand?” he finished.
“Yes, Master,” Elizabeth replied quickly.
“If you want to end this scene at any time, just say your safe word,” Eric reiterated before he lifted his hand up.
“Yes, Master.” Elizabeth replied as her body tensed for the next round of spankings. Eric concentrated on his sub’s ass as he brought his hand down again and again. He felt the familiar rush of endorphins go through his system as Elizabeth accepted his Dominance, her head lolling down between her arms. Soft sighs reached his ears and he knew in that moment he had brought Elizabeth to a place outside of her head. She might be a little rough around the edges, but she could be taught submission. Her body and her mind both responded to the pain/pleasure stimulation.
Eric finished his assault on her ass, but Elizabeth didn’t move. She continued to breathe in light pants against his leather-clad legs. The sound made his dick hurt to not be inside her somehow. He grabbed onto his fraying control and let one of his hands slide between her legs. Eric groaned as he found her slit wet and inviting. Sliding one finger inside of her, Elizabeth moaned at the intrusion, pushing her hips back into his thrusts. He added a second finger and let her ride out her enjoyment, the muscles of her pussy working to keep his fingers inside.
“Come for me, beautiful,” Eric commanded as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting her G spot and sending her headlong to an orgasm. Elizabeth’s body clenched, her head came up, and she shouted out her release. It was the most beautiful thing Eric had ever seen. She was so wild and natural in her pleasure as she continued to grind down on his hand. After Elizabeth finally stilled, he removed his fingers from her pussy and brought them to his lips just as she sat up on his lap. His cock strained against his leathers to get inside her as he licked her cream off his digits.
Elizabeth felt all her breath leave her lungs as he licked his fingers clean. No man had ever gone down on her let alone licked the cream of her orgasm off his fingers.
“Yummy, sub. I will definitely want to eat my fill
very soon,” Eric growled and just like that she felt her pussy throb to life again. Even though she had just experienced the most powerful orgasm of her whole life, she knew she needed more from this man. Elizabeth rubbed her wet slit along his leathers a couple of times. He grabbed onto her hips to stop her.
“What do you think you’re doing, sub? Trying to steal an orgasm?” Eric asked in a tone that demanded answers.
“No. Master. I was just... Don’t you need to release, too? I mean, I had an orgasm. I just want to help you,” Elizabeth stuttered, and Eric shook his head.
“You can’t steal pleasure from me, sub. That’s not how this works.” He smiled to make his reprimand a bit easier. “Your body is mine, and I provide you with what you want, unless you ask for it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Elizabeth nodded sagely.
“Good. Now, do you have something to ask me, Elizabeth?” Eric again waited patiently to find out what her response would be. It took her a long time, but she finally got the words out.
“I want to suck your cock, Master.” He nodded and watched as she slipped down between his legs, unmindful of the busy dungeon floor. Looking up, Eric scanned the crowd and found no one was paying any particular attention to them. They were just another couple playing for the evening.
“Get down into your slave pose, sub.” Eric ordered and watched as she opened her legs and rested her hands on her thighs. He opened his legs wide, the friction of his leathers against his oversensitive cock making him groan. She looked up at him expectantly. With deliberate moves, he opened the fly of his leathers and leaned forward slightly to release his erection. He had the satisfaction of watching her eyes grow wide at his cock, making it throb harder.
“Maybe not as impressive as Master Hjalmar’s, but I’ve never had any complaints.” Eric pressed his shaft down so the head was aligned with Elizabeth’s mouth.
