The room was filled with all kinds of people in different states of BDSM dress or undress, as it were. Jessica, her long black hair flowing over her tight leather body suit, unzipped a bit in the front, had been invited to be a rope bunny by her mistress friend Jen. She spent several hours being strung up in every different way possible by a Shibari artist named Fire and her assistants. At one point, while her whole body hung in the air, Fire asked if she could unzip Jessica's leather suit, as she felt it would be amazing. Jessica nodded in agreement. Fire unzipped her suit all the way down and then around to the top of her ass. She pulled it wide open, allowing Jessica's large breasts to pour out and exposing her pussy and ass. With a thick pen, she wrote on Jessica's exposed body, "Slut". Emboldened, several people in the crowd joined in with the pen and wrote on her, "Whore", "Bitch", "Fuck Me" with an arrow pointing down, and more. A professional photographer captured the moment as the crowd of roughly 50 people looked on in awe at her. She was not embarrassed or worried about the pictures because she loved nothing more than to expose herself and have wild adventures, plus the family was always discreet and respectful in the outside world.
A woman she had not spoken with previously approached her with a large vibrator. She apologized if she was overstepping, but she was mad with lust for Jessica and wanted to know if she could use her toy and mouth on her. Jessica laughed to herself because only at a BDSM event would someone be so polite. She smiled and agreed, and for some time the woman brought Jessica to orgasms with her tongue and wand, while the photographer snapped away, and the crowd watched with passion.
After several hours, she was finally done with her rope obligation. Her only disappointment was that her mistress friend Jen hadn't been there to see her, but she knew she would like the pictures. While she loved the artistry of the restraints and being put on display for everyone to see, her body was now sore everywhere. Fortunately, several massage tables were set up, just what the doctor ordered.
A handsome, muscular, thick masseuse motioned for her to join her on a table. She loved the look of a classic bull dyke, and this one hit all of her buttons with her short butch haircut and proud lesbian tattoos. Without hesitation, she stripped her bodysuit all the way off and laid down naked on her candlelit table.
For the next hour, she sensually worked and kneaded her body until all the tension and pain had washed away. Jessica was in bliss. So much so that as the therapist massaged her butt and thighs, Jessica overtly spread her legs further apart.
Understanding the not so subtle message, she continued to massage her thighs but allowed her fingers to stray every few strokes, gently brushing the outside of her now soaking wet pussy. As she shifted her focus to Jessica's ass, her fingers slipped further between her legs, eventually stroking directly across her lips. Jessica did not fight her touch; she opened her legs even further. People were walking all around, but she was long past caring. The masseuse massaged her pussy with vigor until she was dripping, moaning, and on the brink of her first orgasm.
The dyke sunk a few strong fingers inside her, and she whimpered and pushed back against them. She finger fucked her with urgency until she came all over them and loudly. She didn't pause but continued to work her pussy harder. Jessica reached back and spread her cheeks as a signal. Again, the lustful therapist picked up on it and slid fingers in her ass as well, fucking both holes to another orgasm.
Without pause, she moved with even more force ramming almost her whole hand inside of Jessica's hungry holes, making her cum over and over on the table in front of the growing crowd. They had gathered to watch, and she didn't care. This was her first happy ending massage, and she didn't want to miss a minute.
Then, to her surprise, she looked up from the table and saw Mistress Jen standing right in front of her. Jen wore a tight leather top and skirt, barely covering her beautiful body. Her long blonde hair was tied tightly behind her head, giving her a stern appearance. Jessica caught the look in her eyes and was afraid she was disappointed. Jen was not. Lustfully staring at her slave for the night, Jessica, she removed her leather skirt without hesitation, slipped out of her panties, and put herself right in front of Jessica's face on the table.
Even though this was a BDSM event, it was unusual for there to be such a public sex display. The crowd was pressing in, and their heat was rising.
Jessica didn't notice them; she was instantly on Jen, sucking and licking passionately. She reached back and gave her stunned masseuse the signal, pulling her cheeks apart again. Immediately, the rough dyke slid her hands deeper into both holes, eagerly returning to her special massage. It felt so good, and with the taste of Jen on her tongue, it was too much to control. She came so hard her body shook, and she gushed all over the table, soaking everything. This caused Jen to cum hard, grinding Jessica's face into her pussy as her body convulsed. The masseuse was so overwhelmed that without touching herself, she came, pouring cum inside her pants. The crowd quietly applauded.
Jessica returned to herself and was stunned by what had just happened and the mess she had made. As Jen dressed, the masseuse tried to talk to Jessica, but that was not where her head was. She thanked her for the massage and asked her to call sometime.
Dressed, she searched frantically for Jen around the event. She hoped Jen wasn't horrified. Moments later, Jen walked up to her. "This is my hotel, room 14, be there in 20 minutes. You've been a very bad girl and must be disciplined."
Soaking wet, Jessica arrived at the hotel room in 15 minutes.
She knocked on the door and was met by Jen back in a tight leather skirt and top. Jessica leaned in for a kiss but was rejected. "Shower and clean that dirty body, especially those holes! Don't masturbate; turn the light off in the bathroom when you're done." Jessica cleaned herself as instructed, dried herself, and was ready. It was all she could do not to touch herself, thinking about what was waiting. She turned out the light and waited.
"Come," Jen ordered.
She stepped out into a completely dark room.
"step forward."
The coolness of the air conditioner was the only sensation she felt on her naked body in the empty. Then she felt soft hands on her back and soft kisses on her neck. She turned to return the kisses but was quickly stung by a hard spank on her ass.
"You do only what I tell you! Do you understand?"
"Yes."
Another painful, hard smack. "Yes, what?"
Jessica thought for several seconds and bowed her head. "Yes, mistress." She prepared for the hot sting of a slap that never came. Instead, she felt kisses on her neck again. Mistress Jen's hands stroked her body and brought goosebumps; It felt so good. Gently, she was led to the middle of the bedroom, then slowly bent over until she felt her hands on the bed.
"Your hands do not leave the bed. You do not talk or speak unless I tell you to."
"Yes, mistress."
Jen backed away, leaving Jessica bent over for what seemed like forever. She was tense with anticipation. And then she felt the painful lash of a whip on her ass! She wanted so badly to cry out, but she didn't. Snap! Again, the whip came down and shot pain through her body. Snap! Snap! Snap! She was totally aware of the pain and didn't know how many more she could take. Snap! Snap! The aching filled her. Snap! The pain was there, but then something else. Snap! Snap! She found her pussy tingling along with the pain. Mistress hesitated, and Jessica felt her body ache for more lashes. The whipping continued, and she grew closer and closer to an orgasm. She was confused but hungry for more.
"Do you want to cum?"
"Yes, mistress." Her body and mind were on fire.
"Then cum."
The whipping became more intense. The line between pleasure and pain vanished. Before long, she came so hard that she almost collapsed under the whip. She couldn't believe she had cum that way.
The Mistress turned on a minimal light to survey her handiwork. Jessica's ass was bright red from punishment.
She ordered Jessica to the bed and handed her three dildos, each larger than the other, but the third one was so large She could not imagine fitting it in her pussy. As it turns out, that's not what Mistress had in mind.
