Twenty Tones of Red (8 page)

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n just twenty minutes of play she became so aroused that she could feel her own wetness soaking the crotch of her tiny panties. He felt it too and each time his hand went to rub her there he teased her about how much she was enjoying being helpless. She couldn’t deny it and was thrilled when he ushered her up the stairs in front of him and pushed her into the bedroom. Here he fitted the ring gag that kept her mouth open then made her kneel in front of the bed. What was going to come next was fairly obvious and quite shamelessly she couldn’t wait to have his hot hard cock in her mouth.

F
irst he attached a chain to the front of her collar and then unbuttoned the front of his bulging trousers. His cock sprang out and by shortening her lead he pulled her mouth onto it and held her in position. She was almost gagging but managed to breathe through her nose. The sensations were amazing. She was the most helpless she had ever been when giving oral sex. Her hands were locked uselessly in the air at either end of the steel bar and the chain from her collar kept her head tight between his legs. The ring gag meant that she couldn’t move her own mouth and with his penis filling her almost to the throat the sensation of being so shamelessly used was both powerful and deeply thrilling.

He kept his self control and after many long minutes of pushing his hardness into her mouth changed positions so
that she was bent over the bed. He took her chain to the other side and tied it to the frame. She was now on her knees with her face pushed into the duvet and arms flat on the mattress. This left her backside fully exposed and he moved behind her and after ripping down her tiny panties started to play with her desperate pussy. He took his time and spent many delicious minutes gently tracing his finger around her most delicate and intimate parts before he pushed his prick inside her. He was bigger and harder than she had ever felt him and she was soon gasping and panting into the bed covers. It wasn’t long before they were both moaning with uncontrollable pleasure and then they managed to synchronise their climax so they both came together in a number of violent but thrilling shudders.

The arm
spreader had proved to be a hit and the next morning he put her back in it and she spent almost the entire weekend with her hands pinned helplessly at either end of the iron bar. It was a sensation that never failed to thrill her.

Next on their list of purchases was an advanced bondage manual. It arrived in a brown cardboard packet which they eagerly tore open then poured over its contents while they ate a hasty bowl of noodles. Most of the scenes she’d seen before in her explorations of online pornography but the book gave him the guidelines and stages he needed to put her into quite extreme and beautiful positions. The first thing they tried was a full body harness.

L
eaving their dirty bowls on the table he dragged her into the bedroom then stripped her and set to work with his collection of ropes. There were a couple of false starts before he managed to grasp the shape of the knot-work and then she found herself trapped inside a mesh of bonds with her wrists pinned to the outside of her thighs. The criss-cross of cords left her bosom tightly wrapped and the sensation of blood pumping into her breasts was totally thrilling. It made her tits stand out and left her engorged nipples tingling and desperate for stimulation.

Even better w
ere the ropes between her legs. The harness’s twin cords of the passed from a loop below her bellybutton around the outside of her pussy then taught between her buttocks. He had pulled the cords as tight as he could which meant that the lips of her sex were pulled open creating a constant throbbing need deep inside her. When she first started to walk she discovered that just moving one leg in front of the other created a delightful friction that quickly had her hot and wet. She was now of course completely helpless and the one thing she knew for certain was that she would not be getting any release until much later in the evening.

Leaving her to walk helplessly around the bedroom he sat back and started to roll a joint. Giggling she tried sitting on the bed with the intention of nestling her face in his crotch
and making him so excited that he would fuck her quickly. She failed; quickly discovering that with her arms fixed at her sides she couldn’t keep her balance and was soon rolling helplessly round the bed while he teased her and laughed.

He played with her tender needy breasts and twea
ked her nipples while he pulled on the spliff and then, even more erotic, he filled his lungs with smoke then pressed his mouth to her eager lips. The cannabis fumes were sucked deep inside and by the time she’d exhaled an extra urgent tingling had grown in all the sensitive parts of her body.

It seemed h
e wanted more entertainment and stimulation and pushed her up onto her feet again and then sent her walking round the room with a firm smack on the buttocks. She paraded shamelessly naked in front of him the whole time her sex lips pulled apart and glossy with her own excitement.

Now stoned as
well as a little drunk he undid his trousers and she was able to see his hardness. Once again she fell sideways on the bed in her desire to fellate him. This time he left her and she lay sideways while she pressed her head down and took the full hot hard length of him in her mouth. He moaned and hearing him so excited only added to her passion. She sucked and licked as well as she could but her technique was desperately compromised by her position on her side and the fact that she couldn’t use her arms. To compensate her tipsy mind went back to the basic technique she had learned as a teenager; repeating the words Honolulu, Honolulu, Honolulu and then smiling to herself as she heard him groan with pleasure. She could sense that he was close to coming but with remarkable self-control he reached down and pulled her upright. Grabbing her robe harness with both hands he managed to manhandle her higher on the bed and pulled a leg over his waist. She understood his desire and started to help him. With a little wriggling and sliding she managed to climb on top of him then lowered herself onto his shaft.

The sensations we
re incredible. She was in
the cowgirl,
sitting astride him while he was lying back on the pillows. She had tried the position before but this time it was very different. With her body held in its rope cage and her arms pinned to her side her balance was far more precarious. He reached out to steady her but as she lifted herself up and down on his solid cock she got the sensation that she was somehow pinned open onto him and that she was relying on the firmness of his prick for balance. Each thrust seemed deeper than the other and the waves of sensual pleasure soon started to rise up through her inner muscles. Time blurred; she became aware only of the ecstasy building in her very core then they both came in an explosion of shudders and groans.

A new stage in her life had begun and it felt like it was fulfilling something that had been missing. She loved her friends and her family. She was attractive and healthy. She had a good, if slightly dull job, and a very kind and sensitive lover. She needed this next leap. Some of the people she knew might consider it wild and perverted but she knew differently. Just ten minutes on the internet could confirm that there were not thousands but actually millions of women like her all over the globe. They were loving their playtime together and they were both committed to exploring their desires as fully as they could. This was going to lead to a wild experiment that would change her world forever.

They were
in a pattern. She was enjoying her work and a light and relatively stress-free social life during the week whilst at the same time the part of her mind which contained the fantasies and sexual desires was always looking forward to their long bondage sessions at the weekend. He applied his imagination too and between them they managed to spend many hours acting out intense scenes and role plays with all their toys.

             
The BDSM culture was full of levels though and by studying the blogs, stories and websites of other couples it soon became clear that there was an order of stages to move through. The first and most obvious next step was for her to learn a system of submissive postures and when they’d both agreed that this would be a turn on her lover began to instruct her.

The
training was no different from the behavioural conditioning needed to domesticate a dog and David began by teaching the
punishment position
. When he felt she deserved spanking he would look at her sternly and command that she go to the corner of the room in the punishment pose. This meant lifting her skirt or pulling down any clothing she was wearing so that her backside was exposed and then leaning over with her hands on her knees.

The se
cond conditioned response they called
preparation
. When he was finishing his dinner he would sometimes command her to prepare the ropes and toys and she would rush to the bedroom to lay out all the instruments. It was part of the role of a slave to get ready for their own punishment and to tidy up afterwards. She secretly enjoyed both; loving the tickly hot throbbing sensation that grew in her crotch as she laid out a range of cords, vibrators and whips that might all be used on her body that same night.

The positions training quickly became more advanced. As well as being bent over for spanking David also taught her how to sit on her haunches at his feet with her head bowed, her legs open and her hands placed palm upwards on her thighs. It was a classic physical statement of acquiescence and she enjoyed sitting in it even though occasionally he would leave her for a
lmost an hour in the lonely meditative posture. This was part of a slave’s life. She knew that submissives didn’t always get attention. Sometimes they were reduced to the position of an object in the room and their dominant partner might deliberately choose to ignore them in order to keep them in their place. Occasionally it got boring or uncomfortable but most of the time she was able to slip her mind into the beautifully pure trancelike state known as subspace.

The next stage was something that she knew he craved more than anything else. When they looked at websites together he was always particularly impressed by the masters who chose to display photographs of their slaves. He
obviously felt that the exhibition of slaves was the ultimate status symbol for a master but she was not so sure. She knew enough about the Internet to know that images were easily found and circulated and the damage to her reputation and relationships should the wrong picture get into the hands of colleagues or family members was too devastating to think about. She made her feelings known and he agreed never to photograph her and to make certain that no images of her ever even made it onto a computer let alone an Internet site.

He did start d
iscussing trips to fetish gatherings and this seemed to be a different proposition altogether. A night in a club would remain only in the memory of the people who attended. Photography was banned other than the occasional official photographer who always sought out permission to take and upload images. A BDSM club would only contain people who enjoyed and understood the scene and if she really wanted anonymity she could wear a mask or disguise herself. They quickly agreed that this would be the best way for David to display her in public and she had to admit to herself that once she started to imagine the details of what would happen she found them pretty horny. If it was a sexy atmosphere and she was in the right mood the idea of being tied or spanked in front of a group of strangers was deeply erotic.

And so their adventures in public display began. They chose a popular fetish club in Vauxhall and soon became regular visitors. The events were far more relax
ed and friendlier than any of the fashionable dance music clubs. Nobody attended to be cool or to try to attract a member of the opposite sex. People went to play and be played with. The emphasis was on fun and as often or not the sound of leather on skin and the moaning and groaning of a submissive was accompanied by genuine laughter and deadpan humour. They both loved it and the several hours spent indulging in prolonged foreplay meant that on their return home the sex was always wild, abandoned and passionate.

What they didn’t know was that David’s passion for exhibiting her was only going to continue to grow
. When they’d spent several months regularly attending the club he made a suggestion that at first shocked her to the core.

It was a
Friday night and he had bound her over the kitchen table the moment they’d finished clearing up their dinner. They’d discovered that by tying her ankles to the table legs her backside was kept at the perfect height for spanking and fondling. On this particular occasion he had warmed her up with several minutes of slaps to her buttocks and then moved round to sit next to her and was slowly feeding her little morsels from the kitchen cupboards. Her wrists were tied to the other side, her chest was held flat and her chin close to the table top. This made it easy for him to dip his fingers into a delicious range of ice creams and yoghurts and force her to lick them clean while her backside recovered from its beating.

While
he teased her with his fingers in her mouth he started to describe some of the outrageous scenes that he knew turned her on. He went over some of the things that they’d played out in public in the fetish clubs and spent time describing how she’d looked with her skirts raised and what a shameless slut she was to have allowed so many strangers to see her displayed. The descriptions were all familiar to her but then he started to describe something new. He mentioned that she was now so submissive so obedient that perhaps he might lend her to another master for the weekend. His suggestion fired a number of dramatic responses in her mind. Part of her was appalled and angry that he would want to involve another man but she was also aware that in her deep dark fantasy world she found the idea incredibly hot and horny.