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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It was going to be my second time in two weeks and she was already sulking that I didn’t ask her to go with me the first time. So when I told Kalelle that I was thinking of going to The Unit in Blackpool she promptly replied “take me, take me, take me”. Well when a sub asks me to take her, there are images that flash in my mind, like I’m watching a film at the cinema, vivid, detailed, and somewhat imaginative, I was going to take her alright!
As it happens we haven’t been in a physical relationship together for a while, she is still my sub, but we had stopped being play partners, and when I agreed to take her to the dungeon, there were a myriad conflicts thrashing their way through my consciousness. I am her protector and care for her, but now there was a real temptation to rekindle the physical element of our relationship for at least one more night. Then reason and common sense kick in like a shot of adrenalin, boom! I’m back in the room and casting aside all notion of doing anything other than escorting her, it wouldn’t be fair!
So I finished work, drove over to her house, picked her up and shot off to Blackpool. The hour’s drive gave us plenty of time to catch up on what’s happening in each other’s life, and an explanation of the evening’s format @The Unit. It was Treacherous Tarts night, a mixture of BDSM, kink and swinging, I had intended on being just a spectator and maybe Kalelle would find a play partner. |
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Tina run a very friendly club and being Mancunian I, and Kalelle, were able to communicate in their mother tongue. We chatted with other club members and guests and eventually I decided to give Kalelle a walk through, maybe let her try some of the equipment for size under my supervision.
I thought the military room and the suspension sling would be a good place to start, Kalelle on her back and legs splayed wide, more of an orientation exercise than anything kinky, but my energy was rising and I knew only too well what that meant, and so did Kalelle, but I held onto my common senses, so we left that room and headed back into the main dungeon room.
Now, with Kalelle tied down in the pillory bench, I was presented with a nice firm butt, short skirt, stockings and over the knee boots, well what was I supposed to do? I guess a little bit of spanking wouldn’t hurt anyone, least of all me, so I began. One of the swingers looked on intently so I stopped spanking and rammed my thumb into her pussy, thrusting on her G spot. She’s moaning, I’m smiling, he’s interested, but voyeur is all he was going to get from this session, Kalelle on the other hand was going to come. And come she did, letting out a howl of ecstasy so I leant forward and whispered in her ear, telling her she had spectators. I lifted her head and turned it to the side so that she could see the three people who had been watching, she let out a gasp. |
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With this refreshed vigour we went straight back to the sling room, this time face down and an already reddened backside for me to go at. It was time for my belt. There’s something satisfying about a belt being drawn through the loops on my trousers, and Kalelle knew exactly what was to come next, leather! It was making a lovely set of lines across her backside, but all the time I was distracted by her pussy, it was waist height, and I’d already taken off my belt, so my trousers and shorts hit the floor damned quick and I was fucking her. Face down in the sling and pulling on her hair, squeezing her throat and reminding her how good it was when she came. I moved from behind her and pulled her hair back, lifting her head high and presenting her flawless neck to my crushing paw, she would look good with my claw marks in her neck.
Time now for some socialising, so I dropped her out of the sling and ran my belt through the loop of her collar, it was time to lead her through to the lounge. I wanted to make sure the single guys, who had been watching her all night, knew she was protected, and as we sat there I draped her new lead across my thigh.
I was growing restless, Kalelle had taken the physical play very well and was almost too excited, bubbly and obviously needing more , it was obvious she hadn’t had a thorough workout. If there’s one thing mixed martial arts has taught me, a guy with too much to say post training obviously didn’t put enough effort in whilst in the gym, any conversation should be muted, not chirpy. She needed more and I was going to make sure she got it. |
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I stood up mid conversation, pulled on her lead, and dragged her toward the dungeon. As we walked I asked her if she still remembered her safe words? She didn’t need to be told where we were going, she’s my sub, I’ll decide!,
Once again I strapped her into the pillory bench, we were alone, and I was hungry. I spanked her hard this time, on the backside and on the thighs, scratching at the flesh on her back with my claws, digging in and leaving my mark. She was going to remember this. I drew the belt through the loop of her collar and began reigning lashes down on her flesh, backside, inner and outer thighs, and on her pussy which made her yelp every time. The intensity was increasing, and we were both loving it. I decided to turn the belt edge on, so that the looped impact site was much more focused, I could hear the effect immediately by the increase in volume from her screams and I was sure this would raise some concerns in the lounge. I’d returned to using my thumb in her pussy when one of the dungeon trustees, lilleth77, asked me quietly if I wanted to use the fucksaw? Hell yeah! |
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Moments later The_Gob entered the dungeon, TemptressTina alongside, and began hooking up the fucksaw. Kalelle had no idea what was to come next. The_Gob took aim and I guided the weapon of ass destruction into her pussy. What happened next was somewhat of a blur, the noise attracted everyone’s attention and by now everyone was in the dungeon watching Kalelle getting destroyed by the fucksaw. She was howling in ecstasy and I had to hold her into the pillory bench so that she didn’t break free. She came, and she came, and she came, in fact she gushed more than I’d ever seen her gush, my suede boots were in danger of getting a soaking.
She lasted maybe about 5 minutes before it was time to set her free, she’d been beaten and ruined, now at last she’d had her workout.
When I released her from the bench she just slumped down and held onto me tight, sobbing. I held her, stroking her hair and reassuring her that she was cared for, she had taken the workout well, the very least I could do for her was provide the all important aftercare.
Once cleaned up and looking a whole lot more respectable, we returned to the lounge and enjoyed the company of those that remained, strangely enough she was much more subdued and less chatty, but obviously glowing with ecstasy, twinges of pain, and her mind completely shocked into submission! |
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