Bad Man - part two...
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Posted:Sep 19, 2016 2:38 am
Last Updated:Oct 5, 2017 12:34 am 47282 Views
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You slept, I drifted, catching moments of sleep... My mind flitting from one thing to other... Just being in the moment.... Every time I move You grab me, hand or arm, holding me... I will myself to doze, longing for You to wake.....
I feel You move, stretch, reach out for my tit... Mouth instantly on it, hard, greedy, merciless.... My response is immediate... I'm almost sobbing... Thighs twitching.... Breasts tight, throbbing.... You reach down and I hear You say 'fuck you're wet, swimming down there'...... I'm moving to Your hand, then Your mouth.. Opening, needing to offer all.... I"m cumming but not in a way I recognise.... My whole body is shuddering.. Cunt rolling... Clit almost overshadowed by the other sensations, which for a clit focused girl such as myself is pretty amazing......
Anal beads, guided into my arse... You holding each bead against my ring, letting me push down onto it, one after another.. Slowly, filling.... Your mouth on my clit, cunt distracting from any small discomfort .... Turning me over onto my tummy... Lifting my hips.. Your cock driving in my cumt, against the beads in my arse, pounding, then holding still.........My legs are trembling, my chest heaving in sobs... You flips me over to my back again...... Your fingers in my cunt, pushing, twisting, stretching... My mind has gone, I'm pressing down onto Your hand... Fucking lost.... Panting, dizzy... The sensation intense..... Your slow, steady.... At one point I reach down and feel Your wrist, hand buried.... My head explodes... Sobbing, almost hyperventilating ... And that, those orgasms... Hovering, continuous... Muscle convulsing....
Then... You slowly ease out... My heads a mess.. I'm deep.... You take my hand and lead me to the bathroom, telling me 'get in the bath'... I squat and You hold Your cock, my face close.... It's dark, silent, just our breathing... You hold my face to Your thigh... Breathing deep, meditatively.... So close... Your piss drips down my cleavage, trickling over my tummy.... My mouth opens, tongue catching drips... You stop and hold me head to You again... It's a beautiful time, spiritual.... Piss flows again and You guide my mouth ... I swallow, gulp, splutter, feel You anoint my flesh.....
Pulling me from the bath, I stretch my legs, grab a towel and wipe my skin as You pull me back to the bed... Holding me tight... Saying ' I've got You'.... My body is flinching, trembling... Your put Your hand on my cunt, holding it still, but instead of being soothed I feel the heat, the energy and I zone into some kind of sensual madness... My hands feeling you, mouth kissing, licking, biting... Suckling your fingers, Your palm, Your wrist.. Every time You touch my breasts or cunt or clit I'm shuddering, over and over.... Until We sleep....
Pieces I misplaced during this time.... Me straddling You cock, riding, fucking, anal beads buried deep as You speak... 'Good girl', 'that's where You belong', 'cumming on Scorpios cock'..... Feasting on my tits as I ride Your cock and lean down to Your mouth.... I don't remember when the beads were removed, as I don't remember when You untied me earlier... Me licking, sucking Your cock, balls then needing Your arse... Mouth pressing hard, tongue rimming.. Wanting to bury into You.... Desperate......
Then deep sleep....... Curled up against You.... Until the morning.... (More to come)..
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Bad Man - Part 1...
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Posted:Sep 17, 2016 10:03 am
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2020 7:37 am 47765 Views
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Usually I find these accounts/blog entries easy to write... The words flow from the actions, the feelings, seen and analysed... Some reflection and pondering occurs and it's done.... Yet here I am a week after Our night together and I'm still trying to process, to find my words.... I don't have that sense of detachment about the actions, i haven't controlled them, there's no performance.... Yet there is part of me rarely, if ever seen.... I realise I could write many different accounts of the night... What happened, what I felt, what I thought happened and where I went....
You wanted a token, something from Your ... Delivered to You in a black envelope tied with a red ribbon, from my cunt..... The ribbon and the envelope appeared, without me even looking... The token inside, the paper scrolled tight, bound with a thin red ribbon and eased into my cunt..... Car parked, instructions received... Carefully made up, a simple dress, stockings, high heels, loose hair, walking tall into the bar.... It's easy to see You, Your back to the room, so still.... My eyes sweep the bar wondering if a realm character is watching, then I reach You... My hand caressing up Your back, leaning into Your neck, a whisper in Your ear.... 'Your token is ready for You'... I reach over Your shoulder to gather the room key from the table, turning the tag to confirm the number.... You don't move..... I take the key and walk away, not turning back......
I enter the room, looking round for clues to the evening ahead.... Red rope coiled on the bed, Your bag tucked away, a bottle of Coke which makes me smile... I lean back on the bed, resting against the wall, I can see my lower half in the mirror on the opposite wall... I open my legs, cunt bare, red ribbon curled into my slit... I watch myself as I stroke and play with the ribbon.... Listening intently to every little noise, waiting, waiting, waiting.....
The door opens, I close my eyes instantly, hand on my exposed cunt, taking a deep breathe as I hear You walk in the room... I peek as You stop at the end of the bed... That intense look on Your face, wearing a suit, hair tied back, ready for some serious business? I closed my eyes again, overwhelmed with anticipation... Then Your leather gloved hand is on my throat, pressing me back.... The glove warm, smooth, a barrier between Us, a symbol of intent.... I feel myself spread, arch, moan, straining for touch.... Your hands feel, hold, pin me down... You find the ribbon and finger the envelope as You snarl in my ear.. 'What's this?' I gasp but can't answer, You lean over me, almost smothering me as You growl to my ear, 'what have we here?'... I feebly murmur 'it's Yours' and You snap back at me, 'I believe everything on this bed is Mine....' I hear myself mutter 'yes, yes', letting the words and their meaning sink into me.... As Your hand takes from my cunt, shoving the scroll into my mouth as You demand my first orgasm.....
From this point everything is kind of messed up, I have images, flashbacks, feelings of what happened, but have lost the timeline, the order of events....
Dress stripped, body held to the mirror, seeing You, seeing me... Kneeling, sucking Your cock, swallowing around You, Your hand on my head, fingers in my hair...Blindfold around my eyes... Red rope coiled about my body, tight around my tits, holding my ribs so I feel every breathe I take....breasts forced taut.... Your mouth, sucking, biting, chewing, fingers digging into them.... Nipples hard, tugging deep into my cunt... The pressure changing from insanely hard to exquisitely gentle.... My cunt is fluttering, womb sucking in... I'm close to orgasm just from Your attentions to my tits.... My hips are squirming, it's overwhelming..... Blindfold falling off..... Your mouth on my cunt.. I'm sinking, cumming, pulse racing, so hot....
Being dragged into the bathroom, Your hand in my hair, crawling for You.... You sit on the toilet seat as I'm on my hands and knees on the floor, a pet feeding bowl by Your feet filled with Coke for me... A grunted 'drink' and I lower to the dish... Slurping, lapping, needing the liquid... My face coated, cunt dripping.... Dragged back, You lie back on the bed... I crawl over You, rubbing my swollen titflesh over Your chest, cock, thighs... Mouth hungry to suck, nipples throbbing, everything aching....I get lost to You, in the sensation... You push g me off You and standing on the bed... An order, 'Give me Your mouth'.... I kneel, mouth open wide.... Wanting, wanting, wanting..... I swallow and You lie down... 3 hours have passed in a blur..... But I know there's more to come.... And more writing to follow................
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One of the others....
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Posted:Sep 11, 2016 3:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2020 7:39 am 37024 Views
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Sitting across the table.. Testing each other out.... She clearly needs to know what I'm about, what my connection with You has been... She's shy, almost coy, I wonder if it's all real, or does that persona suit the image she's decided to portray.... So sweet, pretty, naive yet I get the occasional 'flash' of something steely beneath, she sends the message to me... She speaks of the 'things' she'd never do, looking horrified.. And I wonder if she knows I've done these things.. I feel dirty.... It takes me to the place I've been thinking about recently.. The lost innocent me... She sits there pure,fragile, curious but clear on her boundaries...
She feeds me a vision of Your relationship with her in a different way to the one You feed me.... I wonder where the truth lies, and does it matter? I hear myself downplaying my role, reassuring her I am no threat to her, that You and I meet mutual needs at certain times, that we 'use' each other....
Her mouth opens and she spills words that fill me with doubt, is she knowingly trying to sabotage....
She reveals the untruths You lead me to belief.. And I don't know if it's with purpose or if she's unaware... And.. Again... Does it even matter..?
I hear myself coaxing her to open up... Telling her things to draw her in... That I understand her feelings and needs... Spinning the web....
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Please read.....
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Posted:Sep 10, 2016 8:44 am
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2024 3:25 pm 35343 Views
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Hi...I was in a chat room last night and someone thanked me for sending them a link to my blog, saying they had enjoyed reading it. While I was happy that they had liked what they read. I was also horrified that they had received a link, seemingly from me. I'd like to make it clear that would never send a link to my posts to anyone (unless we had spoken and they asked specifically for it). The link must of come from alt and I'm disturbed and upset that they could do this. It could so easily give someone the wrong impression and I don't do that....
So if you have had a link from 'me' to my blog, although I'm happy for it to be read, please know it wasn't send by me......
Also if anyone knows how I can 'talk' to alt about this use of the link I would be extremely grateful have that information...
Thanks and happy reading.... a_mused1
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"Going in...."
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Posted:Sep 7, 2016 3:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2017 11:04 am 35640 Views
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The driving force this morning? Not the fucking, not the money but the words 'Going in'.... The words I would text to You, unexpectedly.. The words I hoped You would react to... Preferably positive, but negative if necessary, as long as never neutral..... The words that give me the purpose, the balance, the motivation... 'Going in...'
The Man I call 'the mad scot'... The man whose first contact with me was a rather structured scenario.. Me letting myself into His house, Him coming down the stairs catching me there.... Angry, questioning, teaching me a lesson, force, rough, cash thrown and pushed outside... Since then, over the years now, maybe 6/7 visits, He 'mellowed' quickly... To the point where today I had the lead and He was more than happy to follow....
Usual deep breathes driving, contemplating the exchange of mails You and I had had last night, arousing me... So when I walked into His house I was ready, wet, excited... High from texting You those two simple words....
Today I was confident... Assertive... Stripping in fret of Him downstairs... Kneeling, up doing His shorts, stripping Him.. My hands on His thighs, my mouth straight to His already hard cock... Licking, kissing, sucking..
He leans down to reach for my tits,,then stretches over my back to feel my slit... I lean forward, still sucking, but my arse raised to His hand... Just wearing my high heels... He feels how wet I am and groans, moving behind me to take me from behind... I whine in pleasure, telling Him I've been thinking about His cock inside... Telling Him how needy I am... My own words sinking me... Dropping me into want, lust and lewdness...
I feel how excited He is... I move, taking His hands in mine saying 'I'm taking You upstairs and then I'm going to sit on Your cock and cum'. He laughs, says I can take Him anywhere... I move ahead... High heels on the stairs, leaning forward... he grabs my hips and plunges into my cunt... Fucking me hard.... I squirm upwards... He follows my cunt... Into the bedroom, I push Him onto the bed and straddle Him.... My hot wet cunt pushing down over Him, muscles gripping, pulsing.. My thighs as wide as I can stretch them... Pressing down.... Filling myself.. Sitting up... Grinding onto His groin.. Lifting His hands to my tits.... His eyes are closed.... I lean forward.. Slide a nipple to His mouth... Fuck my breasts are super senstive recently... I can hardly bear it.... I tell Him to suck, to bite... He doesn't He suckles softly... But again my own words have carried me and I'm cumming as I move His mouth between my nipples, begging Him to suck, bite, feed... He doesnt' but I gone, sunk, cumming anyway.... I gasp and fall onto the bed beside Him..... My body drenched in sweat, hair dripping... Panting.... 'Fuck' He says and flips me over fucking from behind again... But I need a break so I wriggle and take my nouth back to His cock.... My hands, fingers, tongue, lips all working... Salivia flowing... Digits twisting, feeling His shaft with my tongue.. Flicking at His slit... Sinking Him down to my gagging throat....
He pulls me up... Turns me,on my side and drives back,into me... I grip the bedstead hard, using the bars to thrust back against.... My cunts aching... We move into different positions.. Me back astride Him, Him behind me.. Side on.. Missionary... I sense He is ready to cum so I push Him off... He stands, I sit on the bed... My hands under my tits lifting them up to His balls.. My mouth open... Telling him I want him to cum, to,cum over me... Moaning pleaseeee.... Then He groans, cumsss... I lap a few drops on my tongue, then fall back,on the bed...
We are both overheated... We chat a while.... All,the while He strokes and caresses my back... I move.. He follows back downstairs... Every time He gets close I arch my spine so my arse nestles,into His groin... He's hard again.... I lead Him into,the,lounge,leaning on the fireplace before a big mirror.. He wraps His arms around me and watches my reflection... I'm coy, I beguile, I tease.... Turning I lean over the back,of an armchair and He fucks me that way....... Until we both laugh and I say.. No more... I have to go.... The balance of leaving them wanting more but not frustrated.... He hands over the money and says he'll start saving straight away....
I walk back to my car, eager to see Your response... You are aroused, surprised, cross that I hadn't given You enough information about where I was..... You praise me, tell me off, I'm happy.....
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Devil on the Hill
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Posted:Aug 23, 2016 3:26 pm
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2024 3:05 pm 44720 Views
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I hadn't seen You since the evening when I joined You and m..... The weeks that followed had been tumultuous.... I'd gone from feeling truely needing of seeing You, of reconnecting.... To despondent, destructive, detached.... Then... Hungry... Wanton... Dark... My own autonomy weighing me down, pulling me under..
So You get into my car and tell me drive... Directing to 'somewhere green'.. We talked about plans we had both made that hadn't materialised.... My head begins to sound quiet to me... I listen, drive, speak only when I want to.... Occasionally little threads of thought break through.. 'Outside, public, I can't'.... 'What is this?'.... 'No'.... Thoughts that fade before fully emerging... Drowned by the reality, the inevitability of Our story....
We walk, close, You take my hand at times and as We go deeper into the countryside Your hand moves to my back, my shoulder.. As if guiding me, which, of course, You are.... I sense You looking, thinking, assessing the area and I just walk.... A swift turn into the wooded hill, a crazy scramble up the steepness.... A further assessment and then You place Your jacket on the ground..... Trees all around, sunlight piercing through, blue skies... A cover of twigs, roots and moss.... I lie down with a deep breath.... Eyes closed... Mind still....
Then You're on my cunt.... Mouth demanding... I yield, almost passive.. My cunt hungry... My cum quick... Fast, hard.... I move to ease You away and You hold me down.... I want... Thoughts stalled... Your dildo found and pushed into me... My hips rising wanting more, deeper... Cunt gripping.. Clit screaming under Your tongue... Riding wantonly, as You watch... Surrendering to sensation... You see.... Your fingers join the toy, then Your hand takes over... You easing in, me opening, pushing down onto You... Fingers, hand twisting.... The stretch burning... Cunt walls switching from clenching to softening... Wanting, needing for You to possess... I reach down with my own hands to feel You, Us... My slit wet, Your hand coated... You whisper 'that's right feel How much of my hand is in you'.... My hips lift, my hands on Yours feeling Your thrusting, my hips grinding to meet You.... I know The widest part of Your hand is in because the pain then changes from the pushing in to the pulling out...I groan... Flinch a little.. Your tongue on my clit distracts from discomfort.....and then I'm cumming, deep...rolling... Joined to You... My body drenched in sweat....
You ease out of me... I moan at the loss, cunt stinging... Alive... Overwhelming everything.... You lay down next to me and We breathe.... I lean into You and bite on Your earlobe... Teeth edging hard... Wanting to sink then into You.. My breathe quickening at the excitement of Your possible responses... You laugh... I bite again... Then my mouth is on Yours... Hungry, primal, licking my juices from Your chin, lips, jaw.... Wanting to devour... Mouth on Your throat... Head buzzing with energy... Kissing, yet not kissing... Sinking deeper... Wanting, skin, cock, mouth... Frantic hands at Your belt, You help and my mouth finds You, hands reaching for You... My eyes open watching my fingers curl and stroke... My mouth absorb, suck, kiss, lick... I want to climb on You, fuck You, ride You... My tits are aching for touch, yet they are contained in my clothing... I feel wild, driven... You move, and I instinctively turn over, lifting hips, lowering arms and head, arching for Your cock..... Fucking, sinking, deeper, driving, your hands on my hips, slamming into me... My breath forced from my lungs with each thrust.... And I"m cumming... Cunt so sensitised... So fucking taken.... You growl and pull away.... Both of Us lying back down... It's so hot, sun so bright...
I was going to say it was like an 'out of body' experience... Except that wrong... I was 'in my body' was body was Yours, I was 'out of my mind'.....
Reality returns.... I feel lighter than I have in weeks, grounded somehow....
Back, and I notice a long stratch on my thigh... I recall something hard pressed there and then to my throat, not questioned or recognised in the moment...
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The end of the tale....
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Posted:Aug 20, 2016 8:41 am
Last Updated:May 26, 2020 2:28 pm 43920 Views
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I'm fascinated and horrified at the tale... Wanting that, not wanting that.... YOu massage me firmly, hands strong yet gentle at odds with Your words as You continue....
"So, we are now in the cab... literally 5 or so minutes..But we need to get straight to the door.....Shop guy is in the front, I get in the back with the girl..shes subdued... holding my arm..
asks to stop at the store for chocolate and an energy drink... which we do...
Then outside the club, stairs down to the entrance, its in the basement of the building....No name on the door, just an entryphone.Shopguy goes first, buzzes and talks into the entrycom..We are let in straight away. He has connections I guess. We are shown into the changing area next to the reception.Shopguy is making me fill out a membership thing, which i do... very basic details..
shes glugging away at her second high caffeine loaded energy drink..
Seems we are actually just there as the place is readying to open..... likely no one will be around for a while..although shopguy seems very busy on his mobile phone messaging..
We go in... and I sit her down on a corner sofa..
go to the bar and order a beer for myself, a whiskey for her... a large whiskey.
I go back... hold the whiskey to her mouth and make her drink..
then shes back on the last of her can..I pull a table over close... unzip... and pull her to the edge of the sofa.. put my cock in her mouth
and instruct her to get working.....shes leaning forward and working her throat..I grab a hand full of hair and start pulling her down onto my cock..even I'm surprised at how hard I'm getting repeatedly this afternoon..I push deeper and deeper.........shes already drooling, the front of her dress wet..
a few chokes and I'm giving her a real hard time throatwise....No idea of how long I'm doing this.. but shes going with it....half massaging my cock with her mouth and half just open jawed..
Soon enough I'm pumping my load into her throat..I hold her as she coughs and struggles...then pull out halfway,making sure she sucks me so im not dripping onto my trousers....then i stand up..and look over my shoulders.... barman is grinning.. shopguy steps over knocking back his drink
"Is it ok".....I nod, he steps up as I move aside.
and next he is in her mouth..he's smaller than me....so he is all the way in her mouth easily..
but hes taking a while to get hard from what I see....
I wander off, go clean my cock, ask the barman for two more drinks and ask where there's room or area for harder stuff..he leads me to it.....says he will bring my drinks .. and shows me a small cupboard of whips, floggers and dildoes.. There's a bench ... padded vinyl top, tie rings and a step for her knees.. a perfect whipping and fucking bench...... barman nods and grins
I say to him....'I want her here..'......he disappears.. saying we will do that for you..
I sit down, get my ropes out of my bag...slip another condom into my pocket.and make sure the gag is ready..
I sit down, slowly enjoy the glass of beer..
must be ten minutes, maybe fifteen...the door opens and shes there, held up by shopguy and another guy I've not met..they bring her over....the front of her dress is soaking wet....shes looking at me nodding.
We sling her over the bench and I'm quickly with my ropes,thighs and ankles just tied quickly and secure,nothing pretty necessary....the second guy throws me some cotton cloth...which i wrap around her wrists before securing her arms..then i put the gag back into her mouth and secure it....pump it until her whimpers turn into a more distressed noise....I let it down a little....shes drooling wildly.
I pick up a flogger, the two guys are stood back watching,barman appears with beers all round..
I start... a few strikes to get the weight right,then a little harder,all across her arse, back of thighs, a few on her calves and then her back....now i start again....harder, and right across her arse and the sweetspot.. I go as hard as I can muster..the guys are muttering...shes making animal noises
I pause for a swig of beer,change to a whip,then start again,when i start getting my aim right
I'm hitting all the red areas...shes going crazy...body jerking.....I push on.....theres blood lines across her arse now
then i sit back...
shopguys friend.. walks over hand down his trousers..wants to fuck herI tell them both about the condom rule, which i didnt need to..and he's up there straight away.. hand full of lube across her holes..and he's fucking fast.. like there's no tomorrow..
I move aside.. more beer... but actually I'mhard again..so soon as he's moving away..I'm behind him....her arse and thighs are quivering, her moans low....but i think she realises its me...I put a hand around her throat.. grasp..thrust in all theway and then slowly take my enjoyment..
when I'm done...shop guys friend is there with a buttplug...I nod and he slides it in..
theres an almost worrying noise from her as he pushes it up her arse....then he hands me a vibe, a large massager vibe...Im holding it against her... shes trembling...her thighs streaked with sweat and lube...theres a trickle of blood....seems from her arsehole..
shopguy is back close...asking me about her mouth...I agree and he unhooks the gag...shes puking a little,coughing... then gargling as he slides into her mouthas he does i push the vibe harder onto her cunt...up the speed...don't know how long it was, but by the time he's walking away shes trembling and bucking as much as the ropes allow ... another cum... then another...
shes muttering between them...first something like a fucking yes....then something like a "enough"
but then shopguys friend is in her mouth..rude bastard... didnt even ask...
cant remember how long he took,but he took his time....i was sat down with my beer now
ready with another flogger.....when he walked away, he came over.. cleaning up on some little towel...thanked me....gave me a business card and left....guess he was done for the night
shop guy wanted to see more
I stood up...started with the next flogger
and was surprised at how fine the strands were...soon enough, her already welted sweaty arse was traced with red lines...a few streaks of blood...then i moved to the back of her thighs
then held the vibein place... and had her screaming through a convulsive cum again..
one last try i thought, getting hard, but not hard enough....into her mouth... she glances to me as I do...theres an almost worryingly hungry look on her face...as if shes found some zone and is good for more... wants more..
I take it slow...shes focussed on working me with her mouth
her lips and tongue... i hold back the movement, let her work it
order her to work...theres blood on my cock from her split lip from earlier..
then I'm out...condom on...plug from her arse, shopguy throws me a lube tube
I lube her arse generously... then position myself...Im so fired up I wont be taking any notice of her discomfort or state...I want this cunts arse
Im struggling at first...shes so tight...theres alot of noise wailing...but then In,half way of my cock
all good...then i just start thrusting... the resistance there...her making alot of noise
sweating, stomach and spine jolting...then im all the way in
now shes gone quiet...I'm fucking like a madman..then I'm done,shooting my load....I'm almost collapsed aross her...panting....christ...
a really cold beer
shopguy is telling me he's going home
I untie her...she stays in the same position...all quiet.....I lift her onto a bean bag kind of thing...set her down,throw a towel to her, then walk off to clean up
Im pretty sure all i smell of is sex..
soon, We're outside hailing a cab...in her messed up dress and sunglasses....I help her in
I put the money for the cab in her hand....and give her the key to the station locker
walk away..
Ifeel like a total brute
but I'm high on it"
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A tale told from the other side......
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Posted:Aug 15, 2016 2:09 pm
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2024 1:29 pm 46729 Views
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The candles flickered, embers glowed, bed sheets in array... But I'm restless, confused, a little lost.... You pull me into Your arms... My head tucked onto Your shoulder.. 'Shhhh' You say, 'be still and I'll tell you a tale'. So I lay safe, protected, in Your arms, as the horrors of Your world fill my head, entice my mind, arouse my body....
You begin to speak, low, quietly.......
A couple of facts, to aid understanding of the account.
In Japan, huge amounts of people, especially women, wear white or coloured surgical style masks in public. To prevent spreading a cold if they have one. hay fever, vanity, shyness... endless reasons. So having the girl wear one in no way drew any attention to us in public,
In Japan, there isn't that much cctv. its increasing, but in the downtown older areas of the city its pretty much non-existant.
Love hotels are everywhere in Japan. And they are incredible places and very very convenient for realm adventures. There are seedier ones and high tech super glamorous ones and everything in between.
They are always in clusters near the stations. and the older seedier ones are often where street prostitutes can sometimes be found, and there are always guys that lurk around looking for them.
So a girl who pauses or stands on a corner in the vicinity of the love hotels shouldn't be surprised if she is approached.
All the train stations and public buildings, visitor attractions etc, have coin lockers. small sizes to large. so you can store your bag or suitcase or shopping.. for an hour or for the day. you find a locker, pay, and get either a key or on the newer ones. a code to open the locker again.
so, Little miss likes it rough. This is how I met her...
I was in a small bar in the small hours, been here a few times, the barman remembers me.. has seen me on tv..talks good English, really smooth with the girls.
We chat a little, but he knows how to gauge if someone wants a quiet drink or to chat away their hours. Theres a girl appears, Japanese, medium build, long hair, dressed in a high street sort of fashionable way.. but with terrible shoes, almost like slippers. made me giggle when i first noticed.
so I'm sat in the middle of the bar.
shes knocking back whiskies on the corner seat.
He does the Japanese thing, and asks her politely if he should ask me to join her. I only just hear it.. and just sit there.
then she laughing.. and I understand what she said, even in her drunken Japanese, she obviously wanted me to hear
she laughs and then she said..
"I was just fucked.. the guy lasted ten minutes.. so one more whisky and I'm going. bloody stupid man".. something like that.
I look along the bar to her and say, "men are shit right"
she laughs, babbles something I don't quite understand, takes another swig of whiskey, then she looks at me and says
"But you are a man too.. a big man"
I laugh...
"yes I am.. but I am also.." then i call the barman, get the bill, pay it and stand to leave
"Also what?"
As I walk out I lean in and say....."Im a sadist"
This has all been in japanese.. I've learnt the necessary lingo. I leave.
Two weeks later I'm back, same waiter, its his bar I guess and he cant wait to tell me
"hey bigman", we are laughing. "She left me her card for you"
So thats how we met.
I messaged her. we arranged to scenario. I learned, through experimenting and a few words of discussion, what her triggers were. And it was all around deep humiliation, including public situations, repeated sexual use, however sore she got, and being physically overwhelmed. Hurt. Beatings and so on.This girl is a hardcore maso...And to cum she needs a long period of build up, being humiliated, punished..
On the second and third times we met.. it took me hours of work, she was wet quickly, and zoning.. but to cum was a prolonged effort, and only one or two orgasms and that was it.. and now, this is the fifth or sixth time weve met.
She found out I was back in Tokyo. Messaged me. "One more attack?"
"One more attack" I messaged her, "12 noon... Shinjuku Station East Exit, next to the Koban. Blue neckscarf. Hair tied up.Stand and wait until I'm ready..."
I'm there just before 12, but stood where she can't see me, too many people around, but where I have a line of sight to see her, when she arrives.
5 minutes before 12 and she arrives, stands by the barrier rail at the corner of the street, her back to the station.. looking out over the crossing in front of her. She's dressed in small ankle boots, bare legs, mid thigh length nondescript dark blue dress belted waist, long sleeves, a blue light scarf at her neck, and she is wearing a black mask and big sunglasses. Hiding herself away as she always does.
I stand and watch.
She's stood very still, not looking around at all. Just waiting to be tapped on the shoulder or taken by the arm. Every minute or two she glances at her mobile phone..
I watch for fifteen minutes.. then look around for when there's a few people walking past her.. and I use them as cover... taking position right behind her in a moment.. one hand on her shoulder... my right hand grabbing her arm and swinging her round.. then pacing off with her momentarily struggling to get her pace beside me..within five minutes we are in an alley, no one there, but crowds very very close..people glancing down...I push her against the wall....hand to throat, grip just long enough for her to struggle for a breath.. staring at her, she is unblinking but with the slightest tear forming ..
As I release her, she draws breath.. My hand is swiftly between her legs yanking down her little knickers to half way down her thigh.. I'm leaning in close, instructing firmly... loudly for her to take them off and she bends to do that, theres a guy walking down the alley towards us I glance at him, then I'm back focussed on the girl. The guy slows, stares enjoys the show as he steps past us
and then carries along the alley craning his neck and walking into walls as he goes..
She puts her knickers in my hand, then I slip her facemask aside and push my fingers into her mouth.. hard, spreading her lips then shoving the knickers in and replacing the mask I spin her around, push her into the wall and from my jacket I pull out the scissors.. cut a slit down the back of her dress..just down her spine... and not the entire length....its almost like one of those fashionably cut dresses now offering a tantalising glimpse of her back as she moves.....making sure I pressed the steel against her flesh as I cut.. i can feel her posture change completely.. I can see that the cut is only central of her body, but she only knows I've cut her dress open.
Now I'm at her shoulders... cutting away the sleeves, leaving enough of the fabric at her shoulders to keep the dress in place..first one, then the second, falls to the floor, she almost limp in my grip, laboured breathing, starting to sweat at the back of her neck....a few muffled whimpers.. of no, no. not here..
Pulling her up, I take her arm with a firm grip... her other hand covering mine so that the posture isn't too obvious to others... not something I told her to do, just something she adopted last time we met..
And now back out into the crowd, down the crowded street beside the station, past the police cabin, and down a street that is the downtown kind of side to Shinjuku.. Bars, food places, leading on to Kabukicho, the red light area.. Then into a sex toy shop and I push her in front of me... shes steps carefully down the stairs.. male shop assistant doesn't even look up, two single guys wandering around the shop, glance at her, then at me and then back to her..
I let her wander into the shop, find the stand that has the gags... and point her over to it. She steps hesitantly.. then stands looking at the stand. I slide off her mask... and tap the back of her head, she leans forward and spits her own knickers out onto the floor..coughs, and then wipes her lips..
I reach for an inflatable gag, and as I touch it... she slumps back... a low noise from her throat.. "This one then".. and I laugh,I take it from the hook and take her arm again, over to the cashier..she stands beside me, head down..he takes my money and asks if I want a bag..
"No thank you, but open it up please"
He cuts the wrap away.. I take the gag and in the palm of my hand guide it to her face..She steps back a little... probably not quite believing I'm doing this..Then I'm behind her, left hand grabbing hair, holding her head firm putting the gag to her mouth... hesitations... but no movement away..
The cashier guy is just stood there watching, she takes a breath and leans onto the gag.. I take one strap.. he mumbles let me help and leans forward to place the other strap so i can buckle it in place more easily.
"Your slavegirl?"
"Yes" I say..
"Can I look?"
I take her dress, hoist it up... let him see her cunt and her tits, then slide the dress back.. she is breathing heavy...we leave, back out to the station..then again at the east exit.. I lead her up to the coin lockers....
"give me your bag.. all your stuff..."
I take her from her, she is shaking..I put her bag into the locker, noticing she has a light jacket rolled up...I lift it out and shake it loose....Put it over her shoulders.....Then I close the locker and take the key out.
I lead her more... her chin is wet, salivating heavily from the gag..back to the alleyway....where I put her facing the wall again...pull her wrists behind her back and slip on the cable ties securing her wrists in a cross fashion, her jacket loose over her arms and shoulders..just about loose enough to close one button at the front and hide the fact that she is wrist tied behind her back.
Back out from the alley, Past the crowded pedestrian crossing down the street heading towards the area where the hotels are ..I have a cheaper, seedier one in mind...where the rooms are not quite as fresh as the newer hotels..shes tripping and leaning into me a lot now.. As we walk along quieter streets, an area where anyone standing around is usually waiting for their fuckfriend to arrive, or a ... or something along those lines... pimps and players ..I find the hotel I had in mind, walk in first, calling back to her to follow...she stands back at the door...the embarrassment of her predicament completely kicking in..I pay for a room... and walk to the lift..she hurries in past the receptionist and steps into the lift beside me..I reach down for her cunt.. slide my fingers in..her knees buckle and her weight is on my hand, shes far wetter than she has been before...literally soaking my hand..and she knows it..
"Not even in the room yet" I say to her..she looks down, avoiding my gaze..
Into the room... shes just leaning into me..resting on my arm.. wanting my strength and my actions.. I slip of her jacket, cut the cable ties, pull her dress over her head and push her over to the bed... she flops down... and starts to try and roll onto her back.. but I'm on her before she manages to....pushing her down onto the bedding..spreading her legs...arms back behind her back....one coil of rope yanked quickly into place securing her arms folded across her back.. tightly.. fingers fidgeting, getting accustomed to the tension.. then i slip my leather belt from my trousers..a mild first two strokes across her arse,then i lean onto her,my weight.. across her..
I grunt at her... close... hear her struggling for breath under my weight and through the gag..
SHe's been in the ballgag for over an hour by now..
I need to think about that soon..
Another two strokes with my belt...her muffled cries a little louder....but her legs.. not tied out at all..give the clues...spread, wide...arse slightly raised.. its simply beckoning me..
ten fast strokes, hard, the end of the leather biting into the inner part of her thigh, momentarily she moves to avoid that part ..
I adjust my aim, another ten, another ten...now shes in a constant murmuring whimpering and yelping state..deep red lines across her flesh, a few raised welts already showing..
another ten as hard as I can muster..she rolls over...a muffled screaming through the bedding and gag....
I pause,walk over to the fridge and pour a beer for myself..a few sips, then I pick up another bottle and walk over to her....push her onto her back...then sit her up...I unstrap the ballgag and pull it out of her mouth,she seems to have jaw cramp and a bleeding lip on the right,quite a lot of blood down her cheek,she coughs, spits, looks away in shame...saliva all down her chin and between her tits....... I take her by the chin, slap her face twice, hard..now shes crying....I push her down on the bed, roll her on her front, and tell her to stay.. reaching for my bag, I have a rope, with which I tie her ankles.. then put her arms out above her head and with another rope tie them, leaving a the rope as a lead.. Now I lube her arsehole and start teasing her with a buttplug. Its about half the size of my cock... slides in, with a push... shes yelping already.....Now I pull her legs up at the knee, yank her arms back over her head and put her in a rough hogtie... sliding her face to the edge of the bed..
coughing, spluttering.. her mouth is slightly open.. eyes staring at me..... I unzip... and move in front of her.. finger her mouth.. and then shove my half hard cock inside her mouth.
She struggles for a while.. she doesn't have a big mouth, and in the past has only ever managed two thirds of my cock into her mouth/throat..But shes trying now... sucking, working her mouth..
I let her do the work for a while.. then start sliding in and out.. Grabbing her hair.. more muffled yelps..then I start moving harder and faster...in and out of her mouth....deeper....to the point where in the past I've had to stop...But now I'm close to cumming.... reaL close... so i speed up... and then grab a hold as I go deep and cum.
Shes choking, gargling...I let go...and then I pull out...let her catch breath...then slide back in
again, shes trying to please me.. working away herself.. Until I start fucking her mouth again,, harder..this time there's saliva like I've not seen for a long time,her throat wet, drooling,then she gags, small bit of vomit in her mouth, coughed up when i slide out..
I wander away... to clean my cock.. put my trousers back ... swig of beer.. get myself together..
shes whimpering. wriggling..I give her a little while, then untie her wipe her chin, stand her up
put her dress on her, I check the butt plug is still in properly, make sure the loop of rope is holding it in place.
"We are going out for a walk... then coming back here for more..."
She's staring at the ground... in her kind of slightly lost mode..then reaches for her sunglasses to hide her face as much as she can. I walk out, she takes my arm.Two minutes walk... then on the street corner theres a 24 convenience store.I stand her outside, to the left, step away and take a photo on my mobile.I go inside buy some water... its hot out this afternoon mid thirties, and humid...
back out, let her swig half the bottle, then tell her i will be back in 30 minutes...
then just walk away..
she steps backwards into the shadow of the building..
I walk away, back to the guy in the adult shop.. show him the photo..
"Any ideas what should happen to her today"
He asks where the place is..
and for my number..
Which I give him.. tell him to message me when he has an idea...
Then I walk out and back to the store..
There's a guy talking to her... leaning close.. some random guy who thinks she is a probably.
I watch. she sees me watching.. the guy gives up and walks away... I beckon her over... lead her back to the hotel room....I push her on the bed.. start shouting at her..Nasty stuff, , street and so on.. dog.. then i push her down on the floor and I'm back in her mouth.....she is still
till i start moving in and out...then she starts working on my cock ... I'm real hard fast... ten minutes and I'm coming into her mouth again...
Hardly stopping for a moment.. ... I put her on her back... her wrists tied to her ankles... then ankles spread using the bed to tie against...Then i get out the massage vibe.....Its big... not for sliding in..just for pressure against her .....Shes so wet.. and sweaty... I don't need to consider lube at all..I go for a slow hard setting and place it against her pussy... moving it slowly up and down to tease her clit....for a few moments...shes quiet, then her mood snaps into something real different...
This low throaty cry... then almost wailing... I apply more pressure..."Tell me about standing on the street corner.... tell me..."
"I looked like a ...
I felt like a ..I wanted to run... but n...my key, purse..I was ashamed.."
wailing "Ashamed" wailing "Embarrassed" wailing......her legs twitch stronger a slight buck of her hips..
"The guy asked me how much to fuck..." wailing....
I push it harder... and with my other hand apply pressure to her groin above her clit.....quiet.. just her breathing, laboured and heavy.....then the buck of her hips and a wail like a banshee..she cums....its as intense as I've ever known her to cum... and far easier..I ease off with the vibe, slide it away and then push my hand hard over her cunt..Feel the flow going through my hand... the heat...She flops... ...I'm semi hard...So I straddle her face and slide into her mouth..her jaws are open wide enough...but shes zoned out...so I have to move and do the work in her mouth
I'm deep quickly,although the position shes in makes it awkward,soon as I'm rock hard,I condom on and slide into her pussy.....low groan again.. I'm high on adrenalin, hard... just want to quickly fuck..I try to slow myself... but shes little and real tight.. I can rarely go all the way into her..
But today... she so aroused and wet... more moveable somehow... pretty sure I'm pushing against her cervix and then past it..the wail makes me grasp her face with my hand to shut her up
my cock feels like its trapped.......Then muffled I hear her say... "Cumming"
well actually she doesnt because in Japanese they don't say cumming
but i know the word...
I pull out a bit and then fuck a few more strokes and cum myself...sliding out after a few seconds
watch her for a moment... shes biting her lip... sweating...off somewhere...I need some more beer...
My phone bleeps,message from the adult shop guy
"Older guy, wants to be sucked off.. will pay (what equates to fifty quid)... in the next hour or so...
Also later... private sm club.. special evening... I can get you in if she will fuck.."
I reply... 'twenty minutes, she will be on the corner where I showed you in the photo.. You know the shop right?
club later... yes.. what time? Kabukicho?
I start untieing her...shes flopped out....I give her five minutes....check my phone....tidy myself up with a towel......then she asking to use the toilet... so i pull her upwalk her into the bathroom/wetroom...push her against the wall..facing it....kick her legs apart and then tell her to piss....
I stand back and watch....few moments hesitation...her head turns,sees me watching, faces back to the wall
"Piss dog.." "Dog"
then she streams.. a long blast..then crumples down panting "Ashamed,... " shes whispering..
I push her down, her hands in the puddle of piss... push her into it..then let her back up and towel off her face...rub her hair..shes a real state..but..fuck it
"We are going out"
Sunglasses on, dress and shoes... butt plug still in her..
Outside, shes hanging onto my arm....Back down the street to the corner.I lead her to the same place... go in for another bottle..when I come back.. I let her swig..
shes gulping down hard...leave her with the bottle..walk away having said.. "Earn me some money ... I will be back here in an hour.."
as I walk shes saying.. "No... no...no...." then the guy from the shop and his old friend are in front of me..the shopman turns and walks round the corner with mehe has a note in his hand of where to meet for the club....the old man wanders... then walks past the girl..
I'm going for a coffee now, and a burger or something...shop guy has to go back to the shop I should watch her really...but fuck it,today has been mad from the start so.. roll on...
I find a little place... black coffee, cheeseburger and chips,check the time on the wall clock,read some crap msn articles on my mobile to pass the time....I'm agitated,not quite the same as when I've had a "Going in" message from A.. but same kind of feeling....Hoping all will be fine, but still, its out there in the hands of the game being played.
Its approaching the hour... I've had three coffees now and need to piss...but first I need to get back and see if shes at the store...I walk back, trying to stroll, but aware there's a club that might be interesting..tonight.. so I'm energised.. could be interesting.... and also aware that "M" is probably all over the place having been told where I was going.. Bet shes counting the minutes, let alone.. oh fuck.. its been hours..
Shes not there...I walk round the block..shes still not there..longer circuit round the streets..watching the time. 1 hour 10... 1 hour 15, 1 hour 20.....Then after the next walk to the corner shes in sight....stepping out of a hotel just down from the convenience store..she walks up... looking down at the floor..takes my arm.. feels like shes about to pass out..Back to our room..she falls onto the bed..
I sit down and watch her...even turn on the tv....shes crashed... shallow breathing... zero movement..shes fucked......Im laughing, to myself,but then also thinking well... she came twice.. will probably want to leave.....I stand up, walk over to her, shes awake kind of looking into my eyes.....she mutters something along the lines of "Oh my god, unbelievable.." and then .. a japanese word that means ...not yet...as in not yet over...
I pull off her dress... the rope has been tied differently, butt plug still in.. I pull her up and take her back into the wetroom..sit her in the corner... hose her off with the shower set to warm... then i realise that i didn't piss... and now its that typically male feeling of.. piss now.. I step out of the wetroom, undress entirely....step back in and piss over her.. long built up stream of pale diluted piss...she's crying, whimpering... but then she's tasting is and making a yelping sort of sound..
I'm barely finished when I can feel myself hardening.. this is new to me.. getting hard at the same time as pissing. usually for me they are two different moments....can only piss when I'm soft and flaccid..I pull her out onto the bed.....pull off the rope and she wriggles around, trying to get onto her back...I'm on her too fast, plug pulled out..grab the lube from the table and put loads on her,
squirt some into her arse.. then I'm hard.. without any need for any touch or suck at all..
Condom on...pushing into her tight arsehole..she softens her pose, trying to make it easier for her..
first little push always hurts a little... then I'm sliding to halfway inside her....damn its tight....shes now tense..her arse gripping me...shes trying to stop me pushing anymore...Im in full on beast mode now......leaving the country soon, real soon, don't give a shit about needing to care about this girl....wont be needing to try and keep her into what I'm doing.....fuck.. its a fuck off fuck..
"Wheres the fucking money" i yell at her.. as i push further....."Wheres the fucking money..." again
shes screaming..."Dont understand" because I'm talking in English...I repeat it twice in japanese "Wheres the money ".... she waves her arm.. towards the floorI pound further, harder.. jeeze I'm cumming again... thats my third.....As I shoot, I'm deep inside her......shes gone from moving around, to a perfectly still and hurting ... theres a little blood..
I stay on top....let my hardness fade... then slide off....go and clean myself up in the wetroom...
When i come back shes just there... laid out as I left her..."Wheres the money"....she flops over onto her side and points at the rope I pulled off her..I walk round, pick it up.. and there... shoved in the flat end of the buttplug are the notes...Im laughing..how fucking funny... the old guy doing that..
Im leaning over her now.....lean in close... I figure if she wants out she will whisper something..
I'm so fucking tired I would leave now anyway, although the club might be interesting if only to see what it was like as a possibility for the future..
she whispers... well.. incoherently..stutters something.. the same word... not finished yet..
and then that there was the second guy
"What?" I ask.....the money hidden there was the second guy......she spreads her legs.. its almost like she had a injection of stamina suddenly....please...please... shes whimpering...More lube, even though shes so sweaty and wet its probably not needed. The vibe... back there...I take the notes... and put them between her teeth.. make her hold it between her lips... vibe on... slowly..
""... "Dog"... a few times...shes moving now.... finding her position herself.. on the vibe.. little faster on the settings..time is ticking, message sound on my mobile... she seems to be close to cumming but that point where's its not close enough murmurs "The guy was nasty" or something..
I reach away and grab the phone...its from the shop guy... club..in an hour and a half...I reply an okay and get back to her with the vibe....she's whimpering please please again...I'm watching her, one hand now on her left thigh, fingers dug deep into soft flesh, vibe at her pussy and clit..
I'm drifting a little...shes adjusting here and there finding her spot..I kind of snap back to attention... feeling her thigh start to shudder... lean in.. flicking the money shes still biting on..""... "dog"..
then back to apply more pressure on the vibe and pinch grip her thigh... its bruising up already..
I twist the flesh, she flinches, slams down on the vibeI twist harder... she yelps, the notes slide to her neck........then she is cumming again... a real different way.. no jolt, not a murmur.. its more like a subdued exhausted kind of cum... and its rolling... she doesn't even pull away from the vibe..
eyes closed, quiet, panting breaths but thats all..then a cum, and another... god knows what the time is.. its like a rolling orgasm, my arms is tired.. my shoulders tight..then the phone. two messages..she cums one last time.. her usual jolting kind of wack of a cum......i throw the vibe aside....reach for a beer......read my phone......he's already waiting.. fuck...
Bollox...
I clean up, get dressed wipe her with a towel clean her face... put her dress on and give her some beer, then some water..I practically have to carry her out of the room...
Shop guy is waiting outside in a taxi...
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Once upon a piercing.....
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Posted:Aug 4, 2016 4:09 pm
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2016 2:15 am 47164 Views
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The text arrived at 9am... 'I'd like to meet you, 10.30, on the seafront, by the arcade. Is that possible?'... She quickly ran through the planned movements of her day, knowing she would move everything she could to be there. 'Yes' was her brief reply.
'Good girl. 10.30 precisely, wear something loose.'
She began to think... There was always a 'dress code' for their meetings, skirt or dress, no underwear, heels... But He had never specified something "loose" before. Maybe He was planning some kind of public intimacy and wanted easy access to her? The thought unnerved her, the public stuff was tricky, fraught with anxiety for her.... She tried to think of the alternative scenarios and dressed and drove while zoning into those thoughts...
He was there waiting, she checked her watch, a panic rising that she might be a few minutes late.... He looked and smiled, she relaxed...
A kiss on the cheek and He takes her hand, crossing the road and walking up one of the side streets off the promenade.. He stops outside a shopfront, she looks up then turns to look at Him questioningly... He slides His hand to the small on her back and guides her into the shop...
A bright reception area, walls adorned with pictures, images of tattoos... Glass cabinets filled with jewellery... He speaks to the girl behind the desk, "I have an appointment, 11am. We have some decisions to make first.."
She turned towards the door in a panic and He grasped her wrist, turning her round, His voice quiet "wait, I'm not unreasonable, we'll talk".. He guided her to a bench seat and sat down next to her... HIs eyes fixed, she swallowed, listened....
"This is the thing, I understand how you feel about the whole 'collaring thing', I can live with that for now... I understand that there are many corners of your mind I've yet to reach, but this," His eyes wander over her body," this is Mine and I want it marked as such. So you have a choice, tattoo or piercing. You can choose which and I decide where."
She inhales swiftly, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She'd considered tattoos before, but they were so permanent, that scared her... A piercing though? well she had plenty of holes in her ears and at least a piercing can be taken out, heal over.... She quickly answered. "A piercing, I can do that". He smiled broadly, "just what I was hoping."
A man opened the back door at looked at us. He grinned at HIm, "all ready?"
She stands, legs feeling weak but He leads her into the backroom, the door shuts.... He guides her onto the black massage couch in centre of the room and they stand either side of her.... A prickle of trepidation rises through her, realising this was actually happening... She looked up at Him but He was looking down her her breasts.... His hands reaching out, sliding under her vest top, lifting her full tit free... " what about the nipples? " He asks. She begins to answer when she realises He isn't talking to her, but asking the Man.. The Man copies Him, freeing her other breast... She closes her eyes, feeling her nipples tightening, her cheeks flushing... Both Men examine her nipples, rolling and tugging at them... The Man speaks " great tits, nice hard nipples, they'ed look good with rings in them.." He nods, then whispers "lie down a, let's see the other options". A low moan escapes from her throat... Her body being on high alert since they'ed entered the shop, her clit aching, cunt wet... She lies down and He raises her skirt, His hands stroking her thighs pushing them apart... As He is doing this she hears the Guy talking....
"Of course not everycunt can have a vertical clithood piercing, need a good sized clit and prominent hood, but anyone can have a horizontal one... Then there's the lips, outer or inner". As the Guy speaks His fingers open her slit and the Men both look closely. The Guy explains where the possible piercing could go... Her breathe quickens, feeling their fingers slip through her slick slit, pulling at her cuntlips... She hears random words... 'Lovely hood'.. "Nice prominent lips".. She tries to focus, her arousal building, clit stiffening, her cunt swelling, opening.... The mantra in her playing... 'Calm, calm, calm.......
Suddenly she feels a cold wipe over her mound and clit shaft... She opens her eyes... He says... 'Vertical clithood, My cunt..." She feels herself nodding....
The Guy's talking again.... " it won't take long, relax, deep breathe and then exhale slowly"... The cold hard metal needle pushing under her hood, sliding along side her clit shaft, then a pressure as the point presses through the skin at the top... She gasps, then the bar follows and the Guys screwing the ball on the top.... "Done" He says "okay, no playing with it for three weeks, then you can replace it with a ring if you want". She's in a daze.... He moves her from the bench,arm strong around her....
She's has no words... He completes the transaction and walks her back to the car... " are you okay?", He asks. She nods and He holds her tight for a moment, then opens her car door and guides her in.... He looks in to her, chuckling as He says, "see you in three weeks
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Beauty, truth and darkness - part three...
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Posted:Jul 29, 2016 12:50 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2016 2:05 am 48818 Views
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During....
I forgot the bite!!! You bit my bum fucking hard.... And then again... I felt the flash of rage and anger, lunge up ready to fight.... A rush of adrenalin, wanting to claw, bite back.... But she's lying there and that's only for You to see....
After.....
Beauty -
the bite mark on my flesh..... The bodies pleasured, relaxed, the promise of more to come.....
Her cunt so contained, so pretty, as are her face and smile....
Truth -
A mainly spontaneous evening... Enjoyed by all (I hope)... Introductions made... Steps taken.... Decadent, light, drama free....
The darkness -
Me........
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