I was in heaven. It felt so good that I was not able to make a sound. My breath was caught in my throat and I was afraid that if I spoke I would interrupt the pleasure.
He stopped abruptly and sat up. He stood grabbing my hand and lifting me off the couch. He led me through the family room and up the stairs. He didn’t say a word as we made it into his bedroom.
The lights inside were dimmed and my eyes had to adjust to see my surroundings. I looked around and noticed there was something new in the corner of his bedroom that was not there before.
Before I could figure out what it was, he grabbed me and pulled me into a deep intense kiss. He had to bend way down to connect with me, but he did. He moved away. I looked up at him and saw his dark brown eyes were shining with a dangerous light.
“Take off your clothes.”
I hesitated at first but then I felt my hands move and I realized they had a mind of their own slowly removing my clothes while he watched.
I didn’t take my eyes off him the whole time.
He began to strip as well following my lead and never taking his eyes off me either.
When we were both naked he walked over to the object in the corner that I saw when I first walked into the room. I realized it was a chair. It resembled a throne. It was large and red outlined in gold trim. It impressed me to see it there. He walked over to it and sat down. He began to stroke his dick and stare at me.
“Dance for me,” he said.
I didn’t think that I had heard him right.
“What did you say?”
He continued to stroke himself and stared at me.
“I said, dance for me.”
I wasn’t sure what I should do. There was no music playing and I didn’t really think that I was that great of a dancer. I began to sway my hips and run my hands all over my body.
“Turn around and let me see that ass.”
I turned and shook my ass seductively and bent over so that he could get a clear view of my pussy.
“Now get your ass over here and suck this dick.”
I took a step forward and then I stopped. Something told me that once this started I wasn’t going to be able to turn back. It freaked me out a little.
“I’m waiting,” he said still stroking his large chocolate dick.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and walked over. I dropped to my knees in front of him. As I sucked on his shaft he began to talk.
“There is only one real main rule that I have for you,” he said stroking my hair.
“You always do what you are told. No questions asked. If you do not obey you will be punished.”
I continued to service him struggling to get his big dick in my mouth. He moaned running his fingers through my hair.
He wanted me to be completely under his control.
I didn’t think it was possible but he became harder and bigger in my mouth. He wasn’t as forceful with me this time as he was the last time I was on my knees for him. I was afraid it was because he had something much more sinister in mind for today.
He was moaning loudly and telling me not to stop. I stroked him with my hand and sucked on the head of his penis letting my tongue roll into the slit.
I felt honored that I could turn this man on so much just by offering up my submission to him. It fueled the fire for me as well as making me want to taste his cum more and more.
I wondered if I should suck his balls too.
No
, I decided,
not until I was told to do so.
That thought alone almost sent me over the edge.
I could feel my own orgasm building and he wasn’t even touching me. I wanted to touch myself but assumed I had to wait. It was all about him right now.
“Stroke just like that,” he instructed guiding my head up and down.
Suddenly he erupted in my mouth and I struggled to swallow all he had to give. I could feel some dribble down my chin.
“Oh shit! That was good!” he exclaimed.
I continued to suck on him noticing that he was still hard. I stopped and looked up at him waiting on my next order. I moved back as he stood walking over to the other side of the room. I watched as he dragged a large item over to the bed.
“What’s that?” I asked.
He looked over his shoulder.
“Come over here and see.”
I stood and walked over. It appeared to be a big box or trunk. It was large and black with large silver locks.
“What’s that?”
He looked up and smiled.
“It’s my trunk of goodies.”
He popped the lock and pulled out some items. He stood and carried them over to the bed dropping them in a pile. He looked at me.
I was trying to see what the items were. There were some small black leather clips, a paddle, a very large dildo, handcuffs, and a silk scarf.
I realized then that I had no idea what I was in for. He grabbed the handcuffs from the bed and looked at me dangling them.
“What are you going to do with those?”
“You ask too many questions,” he complained grabbing me and shoving me into one of the bedposts.
“Stay like that, but wrap your arms around it.”
I wrapped my arms around the post. I felt a little embarrassed in this position. It got worse when he grabbed my wrist and slapped the handcuffs to one wrist and connected it with the other.
I was shackled to the bedpost and there was nothing for me to do but lay my face against the cool wood.
I was starting to get a little nervous and I heard him fumbling around for something on the bed. I felt so vulnerable and insecure in this position.
“What are you going to do to me?”
I didn’t like not knowing what was coming next.
“I’m going to do filthy and painful things to your body,” he informed me.
He reached on the bed and grabbed the paddle. It was very hard and thick. I knew how hard he would hit me with his hands. I wondered how hard he would hit me with the paddle. I didn’t have to wonder for long.
“Poke your ass out.”
I did my best despite the position I was in to poke my ass out to his satisfaction. He lifted the paddle and I knew the paddling was about to begin. The pain surged deliciously into my body.
I squealed and he laughed.
“Come on, you can take it.”
He swung the paddle again and this time I didn’t think I was going to be able to take it. It hurt so bad I felt tears forming in my eyes.
The paddling continued for what seemed like forever. When he finally stopped I was crying. He walked around the post so he could get a good look at my face.
He got really close and kissed me on the lips.
“Do you want me to stop? If you tell me to stop I will stop.”
I thought about it for a second. I could stop and leave. I could walk away. A part of me wanted to tell him to take the cuffs off me and let me get the fuck out of here. Yet I didn’t want the pleasure to end.
I was afraid that if I gave up this easy, he would not want me anymore and move on to another willing submissive. I didn’t want it to completely end. I guess I just have to suck it up.
“What do you want me to do Hannah?”
I looked him in the eye.
“Don’t stop.”
He laughed.
“That’s my girl.”
He reached onto the bed and grabbed the two leather clips. He unhooked my handcuffs and made me turn around with my back against the post and my breasts sticking out. He handcuffed me and once again I was trapped. He walked over to me and bent down to kiss me.
Then I felt an amazing pain in one nipple. He moved and I realized he placed the clamp onto my nipple that squeezed an intense pain into me.
“No!” I screamed unable to think due to the pain.
Strangely the pain began to heighten the throbbing I felt in my clit. It was so awkward and strange for me. I never knew so much pain could cause this kind of
pleasure.
“Keith! Please!”
“You said you didn’t want me to stop.”
He walked up on me pressing his body and erect dick against me. He clipped the other nipple and I screamed.
He kissed me and I didn’t think I was going to be able to enjoy it with the pain radiating through my nipples.
His hand found my wet pussy and he gently began to rub my clit. To my surprise an orgasm completely flooded my body. The pleasure in my pussy and the pain in my nipples took my breath away as they mixed to create a tornado of bliss.
“That’s one,” he said laughing.
He moved his fingers from my clit and plunged two of them deeply inside of me. It felt so good. My clit was tender from orgasm, but I could feel a throbbing there. He found my sweet spot easily and played with me. I leaned my head back forgetting that there were clamps on my nipples.
Keith didn’t forget. He bent down and flicked his tongue across one of the clamped nipples. Having him touch them caused pain but the sensation of his tongue washed that away.
I felt another orgasm coming and my body started to shake. I could barely speak let alone warn him of the impending flood that was about to happen. He didn’t let up. He just continued to finger fuck me and lick across my nipples.
It felt almost like I had to pee, but I surrendered once again and erupted all over his perfect hardwood floors. It soaked me all over my thighs and feet and did the same to him.
I assumed he would be shocked at what just happened but instead he laughed.
“Damn! I am going to need a mop for this shit.”
“Wow,” was all that I could say about the monster orgasm I just had.
He walked away from me and into his master bathroom. He came out with a towel and wiped my cum from the floor. Then he wiped it from my legs and some from his.
He grabbed the key for the handcuffs and unlocked me. It felt so good to be free. My arms and wrists were sore from being in that position.
“Climb up on the bed.”
I obeyed finally getting a handle on this submitting thing. I lay on my back and waited for him to join me.
It didn’t take him long. He climbed on top of me and positioned himself between my legs. He removed the nipple clamps and sucked each nipple to soothe the pain.
“You are a natural at this.”
“I guess so,” I replied.
He climbed off me.
“Turn around and put that ass in the air.”
I grabbed a pillow and put it underneath me before I propped myself up. I thought I might need something to squeeze.
He bent down behind me. I didn’t know what else he had in store for me. I just knew the pain in my nipples and the soreness of my ass was taking my breath away.
I felt a soft wetness graze my ass and realized he was licking me there. He continued to lick my ass cheeks and then suddenly his tongue was between my crack.