Blog : Denial Cross (short story by me)

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1/5/2023 6:49 am

Denial Cross (short story by me)

I pull up outside your home and check myself in the mirror making sure that I don’t need a touch up on my makeup. You had said tonight to dress in something blue for me to arrive in, no panties, but that you also wanted me to wear stockings, garter belt, heels, as well as a shelf bra so my nipples would be available for you. Even though I was completely covered in my handkerchief hem dress that had a shawl like sleeve top part, I still felt a bit exposed. My nipples were already hard from tracing against the fabric of my dress. I shift a bit just thinking about it and notice as I do a gliding of my labia as I realize how wet I already am. I blush and then shake my head grab my purse and duffle subbie bag, as you said we might play tonight. I had no clue what to expect, but I had made sure my stockings, garter belt, and bra matched. I know blue is your favorite color so the blue of my lingerie was a light blue where the dress was a hombre of dark blue at the bottom to light blue at the top. I hoped you would approve. Finally I turn and head up to your door, and ring the bell. As I stand there waiting for you to open the door, I note how nice the area is you live in.

As you open the door, I smile softly at you suddenly shy. You step aside and let me in, as I pass you lean in and whisper softly in my ear “you look lovely tonight girl.” Then you turn and shut the door, locking it behind me and I shiver in delight as you turn and place your hand upon my lower back leading me into your domain. My eyes dart about as we walk past the living room the kitchen, the guest bathroom, to a room just across from there and you open it letting me in. I shiver when I see what I can only assume is your play room. You have a few items of furniture, a St. Andrews Cross, a spanking bench with adjustable knee pads, a sybian on a plastic mat, and a padded table with attach points all around it. I turn my head looking back at you, then move and set my bag down in a corner, and I turn casting eyes to the floor and wait for you to say or do something.

You watch me quietly noting the changes to my breathing, how my hardened nipples perk under the light blue top of my dress, how my musky scent is sweet, and how it seems to be getting stronger. You know I am already turned on. You and I had known each other for a couple of years now, though this is the first time you and I would ever play. We tended always to just dance on the edge of flirtation, but you had finally decided you wanted to start taking it to another level. Finally you move close and rub my arms with your hands and whisper, “Ready my dear?”

I look up and shyly nod whispering back “yes Master I am ready.” At my words then you smile and pull me to a chair you have in the corner and you sit down. You pull me to right in front of you as your fingers start to tickle down my body. When you reach my nipples you tweak them through the fabric of my dress, causing me to gasp slightly and capture my bottom lip between my teeth. My back arches slightly as if following your fingers as you tug my nipples, your eyes watching a hint of evil glee in the depths of your brown eyes. My hips squirm a bit as your fingers leave my nipples letting them bounce back. I blush crimson then as your hands trace down my belly to the hem of my dress. Slowly as your eyes look up locking with mine, you inch my dress up agonizingly slowly and quip, “I so do love unwrapping you, as you tend to wiggle so much.”

You keep pulling it up till you see my shaved bare kitty in front of you. You hold the hem of my dress to my belly as your eyes never breaking contact sparkle with mischief. You slowly lean in and slide your tongue teasingly down the slit before wiggling it between my labia and jolting my clit. Instantly my hips bump to your face as my mouth opens a long low moan of ecstasy escapes my red painted lips. You slide your hands behind grabbing my buttocks still keeping the hem of the skirt up and against me as you start to suckle, lick and blow upon my labia and clit. I start to writhe and your hands keep me in place. After what seems an eternity you start to lift the dress more. I stand before you trembling as you continue to raise the dress up. When you get to my breasts you push against letting your thumbs drag on the tender skin and over the bottom cup of the bra before stopping and just rubbing each nipple in circles with your thumbs. Moans continue to cascade from my lips as my hands reach and grasp your arms to steady myself. Your head dips then and suckles each nipple into your mouth beating it with your tongue back and forth you go driving me insane with the throbbing need you create doing that within my clit.

After about ten minutes of teasing me, you finally move the dress up, pushing my arms above my head and pealing the dress from the rest of me. I stand before you trembling as you fold the dress and lay it upon the chair. You move me back up against the cross then smile as you bend down, again licking and blowing upon my labia. I start to whimper with neediness as legs tremble and you smile watching as juices drip from my vaginal opening. Your hand reaches to my left leg and pulls it over, slipping my shoe off you take some rope wrapping it about my ankle, then tie it to the cross. You move over and do the same to the right. You start moving back up again teasing my clit with your tongue, yet this time you thrust two of your fingers into me and twist causing my juices to run out of me in a rivulet down my thighs. You pull them out then stand and shove your fingers in my mouth for me to clean as you nip with your teeth at my nipples. Once I have cleaned your fingers, you pull them out and then take my left wrist and again with rope make a cuff then tie my arm to the cross, again moving over and doing the same to the right wrist.

When you finish cuffing me to the cross, you proceed to tease me more as you do a slight strip tease slowly undressing yourself as I watch. You grin at me and stand there naked before moving close to me with even more rope. You lean down and lifting first my right breast then my left breast you suckle and nip again with your lips and teeth making my nipples harder than diamonds. You turn then and taking nipple clover clamps with a chain between them and pulling out the right then the left you clamp the clover clamps upon tender nipples. I wince as the pain hits, then moans when you rub your cock in between my labia teasing me as you rock your hips teasing my clit with your cock while you attach weights to the chain and let it hang. Taking the rope you begin to wrap first the right breast then the left breast making them bulge out and pulling rope behind crisscrossing it pulling the breasts up so they stick out and tie the rope off to the cross thereby holding my body there as well.

Standing back you grin as you reach with a finger and hook the chain tugging gently causing the clamps to tighten which causes me to gasp. You let the chain go then start to just flick and tickle across my breasts for a bit, watching as they start to turn a nice red with the tiny slaps you do on the top and under curve of each breast. Then you stand back again stroking your cock a bit. I moan softly as tongue flicks out licking lips eyes locked upon your stroking hand and your hard cock. After a few minutes you grin evilly and then turn grabbing up a Hitachi and some vet wrap, and approach me. You move and wrapping the vet wrap about the wand then placing the head against my clit as you spread my lips wide nestling the head of the Hitachi right against my clit. You then proceed to bind the Hitachi in place by wrapping it about my legs and the cross to keep it in place. Turning it on medium buzzing to tease me you step back as my moans echo in the room. You tug the chain of the clover clamps and then step back your eyes watching me. Finally you speak out “struggle, I want to make sure you can’t get away.” At your words I start to struggle, while there is a bit of movement I am not going anywhere. Then you smile and look at me, “Tell me a story mine.”

I gasp and moan as the Hitachi makes me quiver more and more as juices drip down my thighs. At your words my eyes fly to yours and my voice quivering whimpers out, “b-b-but I-I-I can’t th-th-think Master…..” voice trails off on a moan as you flick the Hitachi to high then back down to a medium low. You look at me and shake your head, “So what, I said tell me a story.” Your hands grip your cock then as you stand before me watching me on the cross.

I squirm upon the cross for a bit, finally I stop and sigh in defeated excitement. My voice low and husky as eyes watch your cock and how you stroke it begins. “Once upon a time, there was a very sadistic Master who caught this slave girl and kept her as his own…” I continue on speaking in a sultry husky voice as you stroke. The faster you stroke the faster and more breathy my voice goes. “The Master decides to train the girl, to crave his cock always….” As I continue my voice gets edgier, when you come close and stroking you wiggle it against my belly teasing me, then back up again.

I get lost for a moment as you rub it against my belly, having felt the precum, I whimper and lick my lips, then continue with the story. As I start to get to the end of it, you are stroking faster and faster. Your eyes mere slits as you watch me, you cry out as you start to shoot cum out of your cock, “No cumming mine!” and let go completely letting the cum spurt and land between my feet upon the floor. My face scrunches up seeing it drop and whimpers as eyes look at you and I quip “that was a total waste of good cum Master.” As eyes look down at the puddle of your cum on top of my own puddle of juices.

You grin catching your breath and quip, “Sometimes girl, into one’s life some wasted cum must happen.” Then move close and looking me in the eyes whispers “are you ready girl?” I whimper as your fingers grip the clamps and then I whisper, “Yes Master.” Your finger pluck the clamps from my nipples and I scream out as the blood rushes back in. You then proceed to gently massage the nipples, then move behind and being to undo the ropes around my breasts. When you get the rope undone, you then massage my breasts making sure circulation is good, and smile as the purple color starts to recede as the blood comes fully back into the breasts. After you are done with the breast ropes and harness, you undo my hands and feet then lead me over to the chair in the corner, and settle with me on your lap. You grin at me as you hold me snuggled in your arms, your chin resting on the top of my head.

“That was an interesting story my girl, shall I train you like that myself.” You chuckle as my head shakes and eyes wide look up at you begging, “ohh no please Master don’t torture me like that I already do crave your cock, and serving you always.” You pat my back and chuckle again whispering, “But aren’t you my devoted slave to be used or trained as I see fit, mine?” I look down defeated and mumble, “Yes Master, I am.” You tilt my head up then kiss me softly then and whisper, “no cumming tonight mine, tonight you will be denied.” Then you tuck me under your chin again as I whimper yet settle and whisper, “Yes Master.” I squirm a bit trying to not think about it, yet my clit stays standing at attention, and nipples stay hard causing you to chuckle again. “Yes mine today was the Denial Cross, tomorrow who knows.” Then you yawn, and closing your eyes slips into dreamland resting with me snuggled into your arms.


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