The Taste of Honey

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The Taste of Honey”Peach.”Donna waited for a response. She felt fairly certain that she wascorrect but under the circumstances she just couldn’t be sure. Thedelay, a few seconds that felt like minutes, increased her apprehension.Was she right? What was going to happen?She felt his tongue gently licking at her nipple. A sense of relief cameover her as a warm glow spread throughout her body. Her guess was right.She smiled. Everything else faded out as she experienced the joy ofhaving her sensitive nipples pleasured. All that existed was the feelingof his wet mouth and saliva soaked fingers sucking and pinching at hertaut nipples. She moaned. She wanted to speak, to tell him how good itfelt but she couldn’t. Ten words. That was all she was allowed to sayduring this session. Obedience was paramount. Donna gritted her teeth tokeep the words from escaping as the sound of her moans and laboredbreathing filled the room. The buzz in her brain continued even after hepulled away. He laid next to her, watching as she returned to reality.As he pulled her lower lip down slightly with his finger, her mouthautomatically opened. He delicately slid the cold soft pulp between herexpectant lips. She swished it around in her mouth trying to discern itsidentity. Could she guess what was in her mouth? That was the game. Thesession was an exercise in sensory deprivation and accentuation.Theblack silk scarf covering her eyes prevented her from seeing the morsel.In addition, a set of heavy soundproof earmuffs deadened her sense ofhearing. Her ability to taste and smell was on trial. The reward orpenalty would occur in the realm of the greatly magnified sense oftouch. And Donna was wide open for touch, lying naked spread eagle onthe bed, wrists and ankles tied securely to the bedposts.”Watermelon.”His mouth immediately went to her neck, an extremely sensitive andtender area. Donna swooned as her Dom kissed, licked, nibbled, andsucked, moving slowly back and forth from ear to ear. Her throat turnedruby red, contrasting beautifully with the surrounding lily white skin.Before finishing he pulled her hair lifting her head off the bed.Leaning forward he bit into the back of her neck, producing asimultaneous rush of sharp pain and intense pleasure. The ecstaticrecipient squealed joyfully as this most susceptible area of her bodywas ravaged by his gnawing teeth. The effect was so strong that Donnafelt an orgasm coming on. But he sensed it too and withdrew leaving hergasping on the edge of climax.Next, a small capful of pure Vermont maple syrup was carefully pouredonto her waiting tongue. It was very sweet. At first Donna thought ofmolasses but it didn’t quite match. She moved her tongue back and forthsloshing the syrup over her taste buds trying very hard to match thetaste with one stored in her memory. At last she came up with one.”Butterscotch””AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!” Donna grimaced and gnashed her teeth as she feltthe block of ice sliding over her skin. It was all she could do to keepher scream from turning into words. As he slid the ice over her chestand stomach the helpless prisoner pulled strenuously at the ropes whichheld her. Her nipples became rock hard as he sc****d the frozen blockover them. Donna began to breath very heavily. Her skin was sensitive tocold. And he knew it. And she knew that he knew it. For a moment shethought of using the safeword but she resisted. It was important to herto experience what her Dominant gave her. She decided to endure, nomatter what.He felt her determination. The stakes were higher now. He glided the iceeffortlessly over her upper body until stopping it at her armpit. Hepressed it in firmly moving it back and forth over the small ultrasensitive bursa escort area. Donna’s body involuntarily jerked upward as the ropeswere again stressed to the max. Strange moans, tainted with urgentpleading tones, escaped from her lips. Her teeth began to chatter.To lessen the tension he moved the ice to her lower body, running theshrinking block up and down her legs in rapid strokes. The intensity wasreduced yet Donna began to quiver. Not only was the ice affecting herbut she was terrified that he would ice her feet. She thought it was theone area she could not tolerate the cold on. She was greatly relievedwhen he pushed the block back up her legs without touching her feet. Butthe relief was short lived. The ice, which was now reduced to the size ofa cube, was pressed against her clit. Donna groaned as she felt herswollen clit shrink in size. Finally, he stuck the remaining piece ofice deep into her pussy where her heat quickly melted it.The bondaged submissive took a deep breath. She had survived. Althoughthe ice was torturous for her she felt a distinct sense of exhilarationas she waited for the next sample.A large piece of fruit was pushed forcefully into her mouth. As Donnabit into it her taste buds exploded with a ferocious reaction forcingher to shake her head vigorously side to side. There was no doubt as tothe identity of the extremely sour fruit.”LEMON!!!!!!”Holding the bottle up high over the bed, her Master let the warmfragrant oil fall on her body like rain from above. From shoulders tofeet the sandalwood scented liquid dripped onto her, flowing freely downher sides. When a sufficient amount had fallen he moved the lubricant ingentle circles around her skin being sure to cover every spot. He thenbegan a fingertip massage. The pressure was so light at times that Donnabarely felt the contact. The warmth of the oil contrasted magnificentlywith the lingering effects of the recently applied ice. Gradually heincreased the pressure expertly massaging her body in the way that sheloved. Donna cooed softly as his hands stroked and kneaded her flesh.Beneath the blindfold she shed several hidden tears of joy andappreciation. After rubbing down her entire body he stopped to preparethe next taste.Squeezing his cock he pressed upward on the shaft releasing a large dropof precum. Carefully placing it on his finger, he rubbed it on Donna’swaiting lips. Slurping it in with her tongue, she smiled as she gave heranswer;”Master’s cum.”The Dom moved into position straddling his legs above his prostratesubmissive. Leaning forward the tip of his erection touched Donna’slips. As she opened them he gradually slid his swollen cock in.Rhythmically rocking his hips back and forth he slowly and gently fuckedher eager mouth. Her succulent lips pulled with a forceful draw on hisbackstrokes. Before withdrawing he drove his hard on deep into herthroat burying his cock to the hilt. He held it there momentarily untilhe felt her gag reflex. He then pulled out fully.As he was climbing off of her, Donna unexpectedly spoke;”Cock.”He didn’t quite know what to do with this response. But as he thoughtabout it, he saw that she was right. He started to laugh. She felt hislaughter through the vibrations in the mattress. She started to giggletoo. He looked at the plate on the table. He removed the small bottle ofTabasco sauce and put it aside. It would not be used in this session.”Cock” was number six. And as she was correct he had to come up withappropriate stimulation for her.The riding crop had always been one of his favorite implements. It’sflexibility made it easy to use in a rapid fire motion. He now appliedit between Donna’s widely spread legs. Slowly and gently at first, hetapped bursa escort bayan the black leather tip of the crop on his sub’s exposed clit.Progressively he increased the speed and hardness of the taps,eventually reaching a steady rhythm where the crop was beating on herpussy several times per second.As the pounding continued Donna reached a state of tremendous arousal.Her partner watched for the telltale signs of her approaching climax. Asher hands began to shake he tossed the crop aside. Leaning down, he puthis lips on her clitoris, sucking the throbbing membrane into his mouth.As his tongue caressed and swirled over her clit, Donna was launchedinto a body wrenching orgasm. She screamed as she again strained theropes. Her vagina convulsed sending out several streams of heated juiceswhich wet her lover’s face and hair. He waited until her body was stillbefore removing his mouth. He laid across her body for a few momentsgiving them both a chance to recover.The next item selected from the plate was a piece of cherimoya, a fruitchosen purposefully for it’s obscurity. Dry, pulpy, and virtuallytasteless, there was little chance that a correct answer would be given.And that was the intent. Her answer was spoken with great uncertainty.”Potato?”Starting at the base of her neck, he lightly drew the tip of the Buckknife down the center of her chest to her pubic hairs. Donna held herbreath for a moment adjusting herself to what was happening. Althoughshe enjoyed knifeplay, there was always a level of fear that crept overher as she felt the sharp blade touching her skin. Never had they playedlike this before with her being restrained and blindfolded. Her heartbegan to beat faster and small beads of perspiration appeared on herforehead. He touched her all over her body making her experience therazorlike sharpness of the hardened steel. She gasped loudly as hegently sc****d the edge over her clit. Moving up he stabbed at hernipples with slight thrusts of the pointed tip of the blade. Donna felta heated sensation. She was certain that she was cut, but she was not.For a finale he moved the knife to her neck. Donna laid perfectly stillas he drew the blade back and forth in horizontal lines across herthroat. This produced a delicious fear inside the helpless girl. Foralthough terrified she adored what he was doing. She felt grateful forhaving a Dominant who understood her needs so well.He looked at the plate. The three items left were relatively easy toguess. He had planned it that way. He wanted to be loving to her at theend. Therefore he was shocked when after sliding the chunk of strawberrybetween her lips, he heard;”Cherry.”Her favorite fruit! How could she not recognize her favorite fruit? Hewas stunned for a moment as her error forced him to change his plans. Hethought of a suitable torture for her.Going to the end of the bed, he reached out and grabbed her left footholding it still in a viselike grip. Leaning over he began to lick hertoes. The ticklish woman began to laugh uncontrollably. Without mercy hesucked on each digit taking it into his mouth where he nibbled andchewed the length of it. He ran his tongue all along the bottom of herfoot increasing her frenzy. As he moved to her right foot he stepped upthe process. He stopped licking and started biting. Hard. Donna began toscream and flail about in her limited capacity to do so. But he held herfoot tightly in place. He bit very hard into the ball of her foot. Donnalost what little control she had left:”FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD!”It was hard to know which one of them was more surprised by herscreaming obscenities at him. She had disobeyed, breaking the rules ofthe session as he had laid them out. She was not escort bursa supposed to speakunless it was time to guess. As he finished with her feet, they bothknew that repercussions were coming.”Banana.”Donna’s voice was a bare whisper as she announced the name of the easilydiscernable fruit. But it made no difference that she was right. Heroutburst had caused her to forfeit any chances of a pleasurable reward.She was resigned to the fact that a punishment was coming. But she alsoknew that sometimes his punishments were mind numbing trips to nirvana.She waited to see what was in store for her.He slid the long and wide cucumber into her pussy. It took a bit ofeffort as the walls of her vagina were stretched to the max. When it wasfully inserted he left it there. Donna adjusted to having the largevegetable inside her. The cold skin of the cuke was quickly warmed bythe heat of her body.From his cabinet he took out his favorite implement, the rope flogger.It was composed of 50 strands of black and white dyed rope When appliedproperly it carried a ferocious yet tolerable wallop. It was a “thudder”rather than a “stinger”. The impact was felt deep in the body ratherthan at the surface of the skin. Although it could cause bruising, itdid not leave welts or cuts.He started the whipping at her feet. He wound up with the floggerpulling it from far back before swinging it forward to land on herdefenseless body. Over and over he pounded it with all his strength ontoher vulnerable skin, moving his aim point slowly up her body. As hereached her breasts he made a special effort to strike even harder. Shefelt the blood rushing to the surface of her tender breasts warming themin a way that she found very stimulating despite the bruising impact.Her boobs, and indeed her entire body, turned a shade of pink. Only whenhe reached her neck did he pause to take a short break. His body wassoaked with sweat from the enormous energy he had expended flogging herover a hundred times. He needed to catch his breath before the finish.Up to this point all the flogs had been across her body. He nowpositioned himself so that he might connect parallel to her pussy. Thefirst shot made her gasp. Without any hesitation he commenced topounding the rope onto her clit over and over. The vibrations spreaddeep inside her causing the walls of her pussy to contract and expandaround the mammoth cucumber that was still lodged inside her. Thestimulation was so great that Donna felt the waves of several powerfulorgasms wracking her body. Only when she became completely still did hestop the pounding.While she was recovering quietly he picked up a very thin light woodenpaddle. He applied two vicious swats, one to each nipple. A white heatshot through her body like an electrical current to her brain. Thesudden sharp pain brought Donna back to life for the tenth and finaltaste.It was fortunate that only one item was left on the tray as they wereboth near exhaustion. The Dom wiped a cool damp cloth across her bodysoothing her heated skin. He then raised a small plastic bottle to herlips squirting a small dose of liquid on them. Donna licked her lips andimmediately recognized the taste.”Honey.”He squirted more into her mouth. As her tongue came out to intercept theflow, the sweet syrup flowed down her chin and neck. Still he continuedto squeeze the bottle. She closed her mouth momentarily then spurtedout;”Honey, honey……HONEY!”She felt him laughing again as he continued to squirt the honey into herface. The golden syrup flowed onto her red hair. He moved his aimdownward covering her chest with the thick sticky fluid. Only when theflow stopped did he toss the bottle aside. Reaching again for the knifehe cut the ropes which held her hands. He then pulled out the cucumberand easily inserted his cock into the greatly expanded opening. As hebegan to thrust he leaned down to kiss her. The two lovers shared thesweet taste of honey.

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