A Weekend of Pleasure and Pain – Part 3

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A Weekend of Pleasure and Pain – Part 3me:You pull up in front of my hotel, and reach over to remove the gag and untie my hands and ankles. You tell me again how well i did, and after a lingering kiss, i am walking through the lobby to the elevator. It seems to take forever to arrive as i play over the night’s events in my mind’s eye, finding myself getting hot once again. i remember once saying that this could get addictive; now i’d say there’s no question it is. i finally get to my room, kick off my shoes – holy god do my feet hurt after so long in those heels – and immediately pop the Tylenol/Advil combo that i’d put out before leaving to meet you. Hopefully that will help some. Well, maybe that, a shower and a couple of drinks from the mini-bar.After the very hot shower, i can only think of one thing as i open a bottle of wine: reward. Reward?!? Wasn’t the reward in the doing? i’m not sure what to think as i wander around the room, exhausted but restless. Finally i spy a card on the bed. It’s from You, of course. i don’t bother to wonder how You got it in here; i’ve long since learned that You have Your ways. i’m tingling all over as i open it…and i have good cause to be excited. It appears my reward is luxury: a spa day followed by an evening of my ‘favourite things’. Well, i can only imagine where this is going to lead.***The wakeup call comes early after a surprisingly restful night’s sleep. Down to the spa i bounce, still sore but of course high on the excitement about what this day is going to bring. As i’d hoped, it is hour upon hour of self-indulgence: sauna, hot tub, facial, mani-pedi, hair, and waxing of all the important bits. i’ve had a lovely lunch and some champagne, and am feeling extremely spoiled. As the day winds down the only disappointment is that there wasn’t a massage; after all it’s my aching joints and muscles that are really still feeling the impact of this latest adventure. i still can’t believe that half of that actually happened.After virtually floating back to my room, it turns out i shouldn’t have been concerned: i open my door to find an RMT with her table already set up. i get naked and get under the cover, and the serious fun begins. She rubs peppermint oil into my still-aching feet and starts working them. It’s vanilla oil for the rest of my body and i’m quickly headed towards comatose as the real deep muscle work starts. All of the pulled and aching muscles, all of the bruised tissues, are coming alive at the same time they are being soothed. i doze in and out, well on my way to a snooze but not wanting to miss any of the sensations.At a point, after she has worked all the way up my body and is starting on the little upper back muscles, the pressure changes. There’s a different scent in the room, and there is almost a sparkle of electricity that wasn’t there. i guess i did fall asleep, because it’s clear that You have taken over the massage. You reach down and kiss the nape of my neck, telling me to relax and enjoy, before spreading more of the oil on my skin. Your fingers are magic as they work my traps and then push upwards to the neck and those super-sensitive nerve knots just above the hairline. You run your oiled fingers over my ears, massaging the cartilage and the lobes. i am euphoric: in that amazing state between sleep and awake, and feeling each individual nerve coming alive under Your touch.Slight pressure on one side tells me it’s time to turn over. i do so, unsure as to whether to keep the light cover. You say nothing as You remove it, and i find myself lying on this table in a reasonably well-lit room, completely naked, under Your gaze. Despite all the depraved things You have done to me, or we have done to each other, i don’t think i have ever felt so exposed as i am right now. No restraints, no gag, just Your gaze locking me in place. i begin to feel self-conscious and uncomfortable at being so naked (funny, really, considering that not 24 hours earlier i was frog-tied in Your control booth with Your fist in my cunt and Your cock in my ass). i guess i’m starting to squirm because You reach down and lightly kiss each nipple – rock hard from the air and the feeling of being exposed – and tell me to relax. Jesus now i really don’t know what’s coming…You start at my ankles and begin drizzling the vanilla oil as You adeptly massage every muscle, every tendon, putting the right pressure on every joint, every bruise. You work Your way up my calves and eventually hit my thighs – which as You might imagine are extremely stiff today. It seems like a blissful eternity that You massage them before moving up even higher. By this time i am squirming again, but for very different reasons…i can never be in the same room with You without wanting You badly, but in many ways this is a new type of desire. You are taking Your time. There are no bindings in sight. i have use of all my senses. i honestly don’t know what to do. i figure that the best course of action is to lie back and enjoy it, at least until You direct otherwise. i close my eyes and settle in to do just that when i feel your hot breath on my bald pussy. i know i’m already glistening with desire, and in this completely türbanlı artvin escort languid state i don’t think i’m up to any hard games. i begin to rise to meet You but You push me back down again, saying nothing, as Your tongue begins to softly lap at my hot twat. Your licks are light, and long, and utterly incredible. i know i’m not going to be able to last for long as You continue at this soft, slow pace and as i start lifting my hips to meet Your expert mouth i know i’m done for. Just as i open my mouth to beg the usual question You stop me with ‘Don’t ask, just cum.’ it’s a totally different approach and i take a moment to get over the shock of it before realizing just how hot You’ve made me. My thighs tense and grip your head as i explode all over Your face. Your tongue’s pace doesn’t change until You can tell that I’m getting uncomfortable, at which point You stop, kiss both of my inner thighs, and return to Your massage. i can see that you are rock hard, and i reach for Your beautiful cock, pulling You towards my mouth to return the favour. i begin to rise with the intention of dropping to my knees to give You full access to my throat, but again You push me back down. “Do it from here, slowly.” i run my tongue up and down Your shaft, lick at and nibble on Your balls. i lightly lap the precum from your head. All the while You continue with this amazing massage, moving up through my abdomen and sides. It’s just about the time that You reach my breasts that i can hear Your breathing change and feel Your cock begin to throb. i suck in as much of your length as i can from this angle and run my lips as far down Your shaft as i can manage. It doesn’t take much before You shoot in my mouth. i am thrilled to swallow all of your hot cum, and set to cleaning off Your cock and balls as You begin to massage my sore tits. You pour some oil into Your hands and rub your palms together hard, which as it turns out has the effect of warming the oil even further before it touches my breasts. You run Your fingers skillfully over the nipples and the breasts themselves, kneading the tenderness out of them, before moving on to my pecs. Again more oil, and again more extraordinary sensations. My pecs, shoulders and the front of my neck all receive this amazing treatment, before You lean in for a passionate kiss. Just when i think we’re done, You begin to massage my temples and forehead, and ultimately the scalp as well. These are all truly unique sensations and my breathing gets quicker with every one of them. i can see this treatment is having an effect on You as well; You cover my neck and breasts with light kisses and playful nips as You work on my scalp. Your hardon is back and as i reach for it, You move between my legs. i stop and think for a moment that i hope the table will hold us both as You climb on top of me, parting my legs as You do. i try to wrap my legs around You as You part my slick lips and enter me, but with a gorgeous grin You push my legs back down. At this angle Your cock is scr****g along my g-spot and is shooting lightning bolts right up into my stomach. As always when i’m with You, i am on fire – just in a totally different way, and i feel an orgasm building. “Sir-“ but You cut me off with a hard kiss, Your tongue working my mouth and lips expertly. My muscles tighten, my breathing turns to panting, and it feels like my entire core is wrapped into this one. You finally let me wrap my legs around You tight and buck up to meet Your thrusts. I cum and cum and cum…the feeling just keeps going and going. Soon I feel You explode deep inside me as well, and eventually we stop grinding and just lay there intertwined and panting.All good things must come to an end, and eventually You slide off me – literally, as we are now both covered in vanilla oil. i suggest a shower to clean off, but again with that gorgeous grin…You lead me into the bathroom to find a roman tub full of hot bubbly water, next to which are champagne on ice and two very tall glasses.Sir:As we walk toward the tub I’m watching you out of the corner of my eye. Watching your ass move and your tits softly bounce and the slight spring in your step. I let out a side smile and slide my hand down your slick oiled body and squeeze your ass. You let out a playful yelp as I gently tap it, then your eyes light up as they fall on the card by the glasses.You slowly pick up the card and open it, yours eyes gliding across the handwritten words encased in hand drawn flowers:”Dear passiva,This last month has been but a breath, and also feels like a lifetime. I have cherished every moment we have spent laughing together, savoring screams of pleasure, and every heart wrenching climax. I look forward to many more months exploring ourselves together over sweat fueled sessions.Yours Truly,Braducles”You barely breathe as you peruse the words, and I swear you read it twice. When you’re finished your eyes fall on me with such desire, and I pull you toward me and kiss you like it will save the world.Somehow we separate and find ourselves on opposite sides of the roman tub, casting satisfied smiles at each other. türbanlı artvin escort bayan I don’t even have to tell you to pour the champagne. As we sit there in silence our feet naturally find each other’s legs, quickly followed by the pleasure between our legs. I see your mouth open and your eyes start to close and I know we will not be able to keep away long.I move myself over you and press my powerful manhood over your body which is opening for me like a flower. I reach down and run my hand down the side of your body as our mouths meet in a hard kiss. You feel a soft pinch on your nipple and our mouths separate as you let out a soft moan. Your hips are moving up toward me and I know it’s time.I smoothly stand to tower over you as you easily turn and lift your ass high. I press my throbbing manhood into your dripping love hole. The water tries to wash away your natural lube, forcing me to move slowly in and out. You press back against me as I reach around and gently play with your breasts and rub your nipples. Your breath is starting to get heavy and I reach up and grab your hair, pulling your ear toward me and forcing my tongue in and out to the rhythm of my thrusts.I nibble on your ear love and whisper, “whose are you?” “I’m yours Sir.” “Make it tight for me like you know I like it.” You squeeze your cunt walls over my raging cock and I let out a low groan. I let go of your hair and your head falls as your breathing rises. My hand slides down your side and spreads your cheeks before moving back up to pinch your nipples. You moan and I pull your head back again and kiss your neck as your teeth come together and you growl through them.I feel you pussy getting hotter and my balls getting tighter and I know it’s almost time. “Cum now. Cum for me” And I feel your orgasm build from your gut and surge to your fingertips as you press back and your cunt squeezes my cock like it will never let go. I cannot deny your thirsty snatch any longer. I feel my balls squeeze and my love juice explode out the tip as your pussy pulls my strength into your soul. In that moment, we meet in a place outside this world and melt into each other and disappear.When we wake up from our infinite bliss I press my chest on your back and let my pulsing subside. I slowly pull back and you twist around until we are laying and facing each other again. We let out a simultaneous laugh and stare into each other’s eyes as we pull the champagne back to our lips.When it’s done, I slowly stand and help you up. I press you into me and reach for a towel and dry us both together. Our eyes lock and I lean ever so slightly so our mouths meet as I drop the towel and nudge you toward the bedroom. You let out a cute squeak as I slap your ass and you bounce into the bedroom. Then you suddenly draw quiet and your eyes grow wide as they fall onto the black briefcase I had brought in and left by the door. Your mind starts racing with excitement at the million places this night could go…me:God, i am an absolute hurricane of feelings right now… What a day this has been. Hell, what a couple of days. Indeed, what a month. You were right, Sir – a breath and a lifetime at the same time. However time has passed, it’s been amazing.The short walk through the door into the bedroom is one more such experience. Not three seconds ago i was feeling calm, dozy and completely satisfied. All it took was that little swat on the ass, Your hand on my back as we cross the threshold …and of course the sight of that black briefcase by the door…and my pulse is racing and my thoughts are swimming again.A single word from You restores my focus: “Position”. On the spot, i drop to my knees, sit up tall and back on my ankles, open my legs wide, and place my hands behind my head, forcing my breasts forward. My eyes drop to the floor to await Your orders.i can tell by the sounds and shadows that You are moving around, and eventually hear You put something down – i assume it’s the black briefcase – on the table. i can hear the rustle and clang of things being moved, but without being able to look up the sounds only serve to send my imagination skyrocketing. “Come over to the bed. Crawl.” Well, this is new… I have no idea what I’m doing… “NOW!” This clearly isn’t the time to hesitate, so i just do it. i’m feeling very conspicuous, but make it over to You. “Good girl,” You say as You run Your fingers through my hair, “We’ll definitely be practicing more of that.”You help me to my feet and before i’ve got my balance, push me face first onto the bed. You grab my hands and tie them behind my back, and add a second tie just above my elbows. In a lightning flash You are at my feet and my knees and ankles are bound as well. I feel my feet being pulled up towards my ass, and feel the pressure in my back as they are attached to my wrists. My neck and shoulders are pulled back by the tension in my arms, and as i raise my head to relieve some of the pressure in my neck, i see You coming at me with something shiny. At about the same moment i recognize it as a spider gag, you force it into my mouth and start to ratchet it open. As You stretch türbanlı escort artvin my jaws further apart, i’m getting less and less certain that i can take this. i’m making increasingly nervous noises now, trying to get Your attention and ultimately some mercy, but with a wicked laugh You silence me with Your rock hard cock. The suddenness of your assault and the accompanying lack of air send me over the edge as i begin to thrash, at least as much as possible within the strict ties. THWACK! My ass is suddenly on fire! “Stop your whining slut, you love this. Do your job and milk my cock with that throat!” There’s another blow, and another, and another. i’m distracted enough by the flogger that i don’t fully notice when you push right back and enter my throat. You hold in my throat, enjoying the gag reflex and the convulsions of my throat muscles as i try to get air. While i’m sure it’s just seconds, it seems like hours. My eyes are watering and my fingers and toes are curling in their bindings as You pull out again. Despite all of this, buried deep below all the panic is the ever-present tingling in my snatch…there is nothing You’ve done to me that hasn’t elicited this reaction.As i’m regaining my breath i hear You laugh out loud. “You dirty whore, even with all that drama you can’t help but grind that slutty cunt!” And i realize that i am gyrating my hips, squeezing my thighs together, doing everything i can to fan the flames that are spreading through my nether region. And as always, Your words only make me hotter! You move behind me and release the tie between my wrists and ankles, pulling me up so i’m sitting on my heels. From there it only takes the slightest of shoves to send my face back into the mattress. i’m waiting to feel you enter my hot throbbing pussy, but instead i feel Your lubed fingers in my ass, followed immediately by Your manhood. i shriek into the mattress as you roughly storm into my tight hole; even though i know the pain will soon become extreme pleasure, it’s still such a lightning bolt! You are pulling on my hair for leverage as you pound in and out of my ass, and by the time you reach down to fondle my clit, i am ready to explode. This time i am begging, despite the gag, and you know just how to touch me to prolong the agony as you SLOWLY count down from 10 before I can cum. i barely make it, and as you reach zero my entire body comes alive with my orgasm, my cheeks slamming shut around your cock as you explode in my ass.Eventually You pull out and undo the ties on my legs and arms. The spider gag is the last thing to go, and as you remove it you slap me hard across the face. “All that drama over nothing! I thought you knew better.” i apologize and try to explain, but there’s no question you don’t want to listen. You tie me to the four corners of the bed, and after a trip back to the black suitcase, come back with a pump. After licking my right nipple to attention, You attach the tube at the end of the pump and begin to suck the air out of the tube. We both watch with great interest as my nipple is sucked into the tube. i love this feeling – the pressure is amazing and i can’t figure out how this is a punishment – but as it reaches 2cm it starts to get uncomfortable. You see the change in my response and give it a couple more pumps for good measure before capping it off, and repeat the entire treatment on the left nipple. i think we’re done here, until i see you’re holding a third tube. With that trademark evil glint in Your eye, You fit it over my clit and begin to pump. i can’t see exactly what you’re doing or how far i’m stretched, but it’s INTENSE to say the least. The intensity is heightened when you push dildos up my cunt and ass and begin to inflate them, stretching the entire area to capacity. After I begin to moan about the discomfort and beg for some leniency, you cap the tube on my clit. Much to my dismay you not only ignore my pleas, but cut them off by reinserting the spider gag. “Let’s try this again.” You pour yourself a drink and sit down in front of the TV.I don’t know how long it is before you return – at least long enough for you to have another drink and a shower – and remove the gag. I thank You for your kindness and apologize again for my behaviour. I hope that this is the end of my punishment, but You seem to have other plans. As the first tube comes off, you grab my swollen nipple and wrap it with a black band, and repeat the trick for the second. The bands don’t hurt overmuch, but the nips themselves are on fire. Even the smallest touch is magnified a hundredfold. You remove my wrist ties so i can sit up and watch as you remove the tube from my clit. My tiny nub is more than twice its usual size, and sensitive like i’ve never felt! i beg you to play with it, but you clearly have something else in mind. After untying my feet, you stand me up and pull a long black rope from the suitcase, belting it around my waist from front to back. I feel you tying it at the back and then threading the two dangling ends between my ass cheeks and my cunt lips, separating them so one piece of rope comes out of my twat on either side of my engorged clit. You YANK the ropes up and tie them through the one at my waist, creating the tightest cunt rope i can imagine. i’m too nervous to move as i know this is going to be heaven and hell combined on my clit. You finish off my pumping the now well-secured dildos a couple more times and handing me a dress of surprisingly coarse black wool. “Put this on. Nothing else. We’re going out.”

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