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Posted by sweetie on Tue 31 Jul 07, 8:12 PM

This was my first erotic story - if you like it i might post some others up... always supposing someone can give me a good reason to... :D

let me know what you think of it either way...

Neophyte

i know you are here somewhere... but where? your private life is still unknown to me, and you want to keep it that way, so you decided that we would book into the hotel separately - i would text you my room number and you would come to me... i would not even know your real name... which is how you wanted it, what else do i need to call you, other than Master...? against hotel advice, my door was slightly open, if you came to me it would be on your terms, you would not knock like one who could be refused entrance... of course i would not know if was actually you until much later.... but that was part of the risk, part of the excitement... i pace up and down the room, the way things are going i will wear a path across the carpet. i stop at the window... gazing out at the car park... these heels were new, black patent, 4 inch heels... but i had worn many pairs the same over the last 6 months, ensuring i could walk gracefully in them for our first meeting. the sheer black stockings could have looked cheap, but the classic garter belt that held them up redeemed them. of course my platform bra and sheer lace thong were pure slut... but i knew that you would love them... mainly because you had told me to buy them! my red silk robe flaps against my thigh tops as i begin pacing again, the belt dangling loose, the intricately stitched dragon on the back being my avatar for you... beautiful, awe-inspiring, fierce, majestic.... a faint ringing sound comes from my bag, i rush to the dresser beside the window to answer my mobile... hoping it would be you... i answer the phone but hear nothing... 'hello? hello? i can't hear you! hello?' suddenly i know you are behind me... you have not made a noise, nor said a word, but i can feel you, as surely as i can feel that i was upright... i switch off the mobile and drop it into my bag, just one more thing that i won't need over the weekend... without a word i shrug the robe from my shoulders and drop gracefully to my knees, resisting the temptation to glance into the mirror... i feel your hand stroke down my hair and close my eyes... 'good girl' i hear you whisper, then feel the blindfold being fastened over my eyes... my world is darkness now - people only by the sensations you choose to give me... pain or pleasure is at your decision... and i will gratefully accept either... i feel your hand take hold of my braid and gently pull me to my feet, then unfasten the braid until my hair fall loose around my shoulders and down my back tickling the tops of my thighs above the stocking tops... a hand grabs a handful of my hair, drawing me across the room, for all my pacing the layout eludes me and i stumble as my foot connects the leg of the bed... i gasp, and barely avoid crying out, something that will not go down well at this stage in the proceedings. you wait patiently while i gain my feet again, then continue. you place me at what i assume is the foot of the bet, and pull downwards on my hair until i follow, sitting on the edge of the bed... i hear one word 'open' and my thighs and lips obey... i hear you chuckle softly... amused at my obedience... it has been hard won, over months of training tasks, of tears, of misery, of contrition and finally of your forgiveness. hard lessons all, but gladly learned in the end... i hear a zip and an almost indiscernible smile touches my open mouth... 'i need to piss' you say, and my heart stops... the smile falls from my face and once again you chuckle, a final test of my obedience... would i hold still even for you to pee in my mouth... i would, but you do not require it of me.. instead you push the head of your cock into my mouth... 'no teeth' you say, but your warning is not needed, my tongue swirls around the head, flickering briefly across that one eye... i slide my mouth down your shaft... seven inches you have told me, but in my blindfolded state it feels more like 10... as the head hits the back of my throat i feel my gag reflex rising... i swallow again and again, hoping that i do not disgrace myself, i feel you slip slowly down into my throat, i hold, knowing that i cannot breathe, and knowing that you know that... i wait, you will decide, my throat swallows convulsively, trying to push down that which is lodged... just when i think i will pass out you pull backwards and i drag air in through my nose, continuing to suck on your cock, my tongue following the veined ridges below. i lift a hand, my intention to cradle your balls, but 'no hands' you say, and they drop to my sides... my head bobs up and down, back and forth, sucking and sucking, tongue swirling and twirling, i feel your balls draw up, striking my lower lip, rubbing off some of the red lipstick you had ordered there, my ministrations speed up, wanting to give you the first pleasure of the day, hoping it will sway you to bring me pleasure first, but you are wise to my petty manipulation and withdraw from my mouth. taking me by both arms you raise me to my feet, then let go... nothing all around me, i do not hear you walking, moving, even breathing..... just silence... the blow when it comes shocks me to my core and knocks me off my feet, i lift a hand to my cheek, only to drop it rapidly when i hear your sharply indrawn breath... big mistake... pain is yours to give, i do not have the right to give myself comfort... i slowly raise myself to my knees, my legs apart, my hands clasped behind my back, my face lowered, steeling myself for the next blow... i am confused when it does not come, wondering if i have irritated you so much you have left the room and i am just about to risk raising the blindfold when i feel a breath of wind behind me.. you have walked past... i try to listen harder, to see if i can work out what you are doing, what is coming next... something drops in front of my face, tightens a little around my neck... 'rise up, little pet' you say, 'on your hands and knees like a good bitch', so i drop to all fours and follow the tugging of the rope across the room... once again you pull me upward until i am again kneeling at your feet, you bend down and grasping my face in your hand, you kiss me gently on the lips. This same hand pulls upwards, dragging me the last inches to the bed again, dropping me face down, my legs hanging off the side, my knees still on the floor... 'count for me' you say, and the first blow strikes me, 'one, Master' i say through teeth clenched in pain, what was that... not a cane or crop - no swish... not a flogger or whip, too short, it must be a paddle... i have just worked this out when the second blow strikes, directly over the first, i cannot help myself, the tears stream down my face as i cry 'two Master'... another blow soon follows, but on the other cheek and it is with gratitude i whimper 'three Master', the fourth blow strikes that tender flesh at the very crease between bottom and leg and my 'four Master' is followed by an identical blow to the other leg 'five Master'... i tense myself waiting for the sixth blow, but it does not come, instead you pull the blindfold from my eyes 'you cry so prettily, my baby, i will not inflict the final blow on you, but be warned, if you try to manipulate me again today, i will give 12 not 6 blows! now come and greet your Master properly' i scramble from the bed and throw myself at your feet, i kiss each foot and place my head on the floor between my hands, waiting for your command, i feel you walk behind me, hear your zip once again and with true joy, feel your cock slide into my ready cunt. as you thrust into me i feel the rough fabric of your trousers grinding against my poor bottom, causing me to groan in both pain and pleasure... 'there, there' you say, 'you may make as much noise as you please, no-one will hear you' and so freed i begin to moan in earnest as you pump in and out, using the cunt that has been yours for so long... yet without use... you must have been without release for a while as it takes you only a dozen strokes before you spill your cum into me... but it is enough to drive me over the top, my orgasm making me shudder and writhe underneath you... as you make your final thrust, you grind into me, abusing my poor battered body even more, but i am happy, i am beneath my Master, he has his cock in me and is taking pleasure from my body... pain is a small price to pay for such joy... as you pull out i suck your cock to clean both your and my juices from it, you pull me to my feet and onto the bed... you put your arms around me and draw my head to your shoulder, 'sleep now my pet' you whisper, 'save your strength, you will need it for tomorrow'

Edited Tue 31 Jul 07, 8:17 PM by sweetie

Replies

31 Jul 07, 9:22 PM
sweetie
UK, 2 yrs 53 views in an hour and not one response... guess you guys were either completely blown away or totally disgusted... be handy to know which though...

luv sweetie

31 Jul 07, 9:48 PM
angel_in_the_north
UK, 3 yrs I was impressed ...... but dizzy ! More paragraphs pleeeeeeeeeease !
Any more ?
Angel
Only when we are no longer afraid,do we begin to live.

1 Aug 07, 1:25 AM
sweetie
UK, 2 yrs got a 3 parter that i have been told is a bit more brutal, (i dont think so, but each to their own) i'll add them as soon as i can...
i appreciate your appreciation
sweetie
luv sweetie


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