"The other day when you were here you noticed the cuffs in the bedrooms. I want to share with you that I am into BDSM." he said. Her eyes widened and her mind went blank initially, and then the questions started to bubble up.
"What does that mean for us...if I don't like it is that a deal breaker...I don't know if I can handle pain..." She stared at him and then started to ask the questions. He calmly answered her questions with patience. She was reassured by his willingness to share his desires and the limits he would respect. She took a deep breath and said that she was open to try but was very nervous. Her past relationships with only two other men were limited to missionary and oral sex. This felt like jumping off a ledge.
Later when they were in the bedroom, he had pulled out some items from a bag and laid them on the bed. A black leather paddle, a whip with leather strips, a mask, chains with locks and a vibrators spilled across the blanket. She stared at them, then at him and asked quietly if they could go slow. Running his hand down her body he agreed and reminded her of her safe word. He picked up her hands and brought them in front of her breasts. He wrapped the chain around her wrists and locked it into place. He placed the mask over her eyes and whispered what he wanted. He had her lie on the bed and began to stroke her thighs with the leather whips. The cool leather whispering across her skin. He had her turn over and picked up the paddle. After moving the paddle over her back and ass, he suddenly brought the paddle down, and the sound of it meeting her flesh cracked out in the room. She jerked and let out a cry of surprise. He paddled her multiple times, the sound loud. He then soothed her skin with his hands. Her breathing was quick and shallow.
The shock of the new sensation made it difficult for her to decide what she was feeling. She was excited to be with this man. He was commanding and in charge. She was the recipient of his desires, She was intrigued and turned on by having him in control and she was able to just let go.
He moved quickly from whip to paddle to using his hands all over her body. He positioned her on her knees on the bed and drove into her from behind. His cock deep inside her. She let out a low moan and gasped at how hot it felt. He continued to pump into her pussy and she begged him not to stop. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she repeated over and over. As the feeling that she was going to cum he stopped and turned her over. Pulling her to the edge of the bed he dropped down and began to suck on her clit and push the vibrator into her pussy. She began to moan louder and the pulsing of her pussy increased until she came with an explosive yell. He continued to tongue her clit and push into her pussy until she melted into the bed.
She reached for him with her chained wrists. He told her to lie on the edge of the bed. He moved until his cock was next to her mouth. She groped until she had his cock in her hands. Desperate to put her mouth on him she began to suck him deep into her throat. She licked and swirled her tongue around his cock, sucking his balls and running her hands up and down the velvet of his skin. He grabbed her face and began to push his cock into her mouth with increasing speed. As he began to groan she met his rhythm with excitement. She used her chained hands to cup his balls and rub the base of his cock. He called out her name as he came and she sucked and swallowed his salty cum.
He sank onto the bed and breathing heavily they lay together with his arms around her, and his head on her chest. She couldn't help but smile as she thought of how taking that leap off a ledge felt incredible, and that she was ready to continue this journey with him. He was her master and she was a willing servant to his desires, knowing that she would be receiving as much pleasure and she was giving.
