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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Apprehensively I tried the door.
His instructions had been simple. A quick glance back down the drive and tentatively I opened it and walked into the hall.
Was it too late to turn back?
It had seemed a less daunting task when reading about it, now I was unsure as to whether I was having a momentary lapse in sanity.
The sound of my heels on the tiled floor seemed to reverberate and echo off every wall, pausing, nothing but silence.
The house appeared to be in darkness except for a soft light escaping from the partially opened oak door to my right.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed it open further and let my eyes adjust to the light.
Four large candles centred in the middle of a stone mantle barely lit the room.
The large black leather medical chair sat ominously in the corner, a smaller chair positioned just to the side where my host would sit.
My eyes had been drawn to them upon entering and movement to my left startled me.
My host.
As instructed I walked towards the chair
Fingers shaking I undid my skirt and let it fall to the floor. My heart beating so fast I thought it would burst.
Naked from the waist down I eased myself into the chair. The cold leather against my skin made me gasp and received a look of disapproval from my host.
Already I had broken a one of the rules.
Absolute silence.
Slowly he crossed the room and positioned himself on the smaller chair, moving it closer to me.
Taking the large leather straps he secured my ankle to the leg support of the chair and then did the same with the other.
As he stood up, my stomach flipped. Now I couldn’t move my legs
Where was he going?
My legs began to shake which didn’t go unnoticed and he smiled.
Standing just to my right he studied me and reached down beside the chair.
The chair began to recline, stopping so I was mid way between lying and sitting.
Suddenly I felt my legs being parted, each ankle securely tied to the separate support, knees slightly bent.
Positioning himself between my legs I blushed. He did nothing, just looked. My pussy on full display. I couldn’t believe how embarrassed I felt and although I tried to close my legs it was futile.
I closed my eyes.
A sharp sting on the inside of my thighs made me snap them open. Two rules and I had now broken the second.
Eyes always open.
Tentatively I place my hand on my assaulted flesh, stinging under my touch I could feel the skin angry and raised. The pain had been sharp and quick, yet it fuelled my arousal.
Tracing my fingers along the welt up my thigh I brushed lightly against my pussy.
The soft plump lips smooth against my touch.
Placing the tip of my finger at my entrance I was shocked at how wet I had become as I felt my moistness on my finger.
Slowly I teased, slipping my finger between my lips and spreading my juices over its delicate folds as they swelled with excitement.
My hard nub ached to be touched, but still I teased. Caressing in small circles around it, as my host watched.
My hips moved in rhythm with my fingers, as they slipped and teased.
Biting my lip to stop myself making any noise I spread my lips and began to caress my now fully exposed clit.
The warmth of orgasm beginning its cascade across my flesh, now oblivious to anything except wanting to feel some relief.
Sharp pain, stops me in my tracks as it is closely followed by another. The first causing me to gasp loudly and the second for that response.
Momentarily I pause, unsure if I can do as request.
The desire for relief leaves me no choice as I continue to pleasure myself.
My thighs quiver and back arches as my orgasm screams through every muscle in my body.
My lip bleeding as I try not to make as sound, yet still the pain continues.
My fingers deep inside, as I fuck them, the warmth of my cum coating them as my pussy contracts and spasms and my thighs scream at the pain.
Removing my fingers I lie still for a moment, exhausted at the intensity of my orgasm, Juices trickling from my pussy and down between the cheeks of my ass.
Opening my eyes I look up towards the ceiling.
A soft sensation caresses my pussy as my host wipes my juices onto a soft cloth.
When satisfied my legs are untied.
As I sit up I can see the full extent of my punishment and wince as I bring my legs together.
Slipping my skirt back on and without a backwards glance or a spoken word, I leave.
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