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A Weekend of Pleasure and Pain – Part 1me:We meet up on a Friday evening evening, at a bar to chat and have a drink. For the first time You are in “uniform”; Your high-end suit, tailored shirt, your designer shoes…it’s an incredibly sexy picture, but it does make me wonder what we are going to be doing. The evening moves on, we have a 2nd round, and You still haven’t said anything about Your plans. i am so hot just being near You, and the liquor isn’t helping me keep my cool. Tonight it’s even more difficult: seeing You dressed for business is as close to your ‘normal’ side as i’ve seen and especially after all the fantasizing we’ve done about your workplace, it is making my juices flow. I ask You to tell what’s happening, but You just say You’d been held up at work and hadn’t had time to change. Other than the occasional kiss, or caress, or the footsie we’ve been playing under the table all evening, You don’t even touch me…and it’s driving me mad!It’s getting later, and darker, and You see i’m starting to squirm around on the seat. You check Your watch and tell me it’s time to go – just for a drive. my mind is racing trying to figure out what You’ve got planned. We walk to Your car; You barely touch me on the way there and easily sidestep my attempts to engage you in dark corners along the way. i am absolutely tingling with anticipation, just not sure exactly for what. And i have learned the hard way not to ask too many questions; You are obviously a Man on a mission and have no intention of giving me even a hint. So i try to sit back and enjoy the ride.i’m not overly familiar with the area so don’t really have any points of reference. We continue with small talk – when we would normally be working each other to the boiling point with heavy sex talk or at least smoldering innuendo. i start to see lights – lots – and wonder if we’ve come to another town. my breath catches in my throat as we drive forward and i see the huge logo…under which I can now read Your company name. Even if i would dare to talk right now, i don’t think i could manage a sentence; we’re at your plant! It’s huge and well-secured; the work You do for the military in Europe is not quite top secret, but it’s not commonly known. The armed guard at the gate nods as he recognizes You and You chat briefly about picking up some paperwork. Not knowing which way to turn, i stare straight ahead. After all we’ve written and talked about this place i am SURE that every eye is upon me. While i’m almost certain that it’s all in my head, i have never felt so conspicuous in my life.We pull up in front of a huge structure that i assume is the cargo area. All you say is “Get out and follow Me” as You walk off toward the two-story building i know is Your office. You’re walking fast and regimented, clearly a Man with a goal, and i have to jog to catch up, which isn’t easy in heels. You unlock the front door of the office building and barely notice the cleanerswho stop and nod briefly as You continue down the hallway. i know where we’re going now for sure…last door on the left. You unlock Your office door and yank me through. You are on me the second the door is locked again, mashing our bodies together through our clothes, devouring my mouth with Your skilled tongue, and ramming Your raging hardon into my crotch as you pull my dress over my head. i am so into it that i don’t even realize You have cuffed me. You back me up against a wall and hook the cuffs overhead on a nail. i’m stretched but i can manage it; that is, until You kick my legs apart and i am strained to my (so-called) limits. You grab a pair of scissors from one of the desks and run them up my inner thigh. The metal is cold and i can feel the point, but i trust You will not really hurt me. i hear the first snip of the scissors and realize you’re slicing off my lace panties, and my shaved cunt – it’s been that way since You first waxed me – is exposed to the world. In an instant the panties bahis firmaları are stuffed into my mouth. You roughly run your tongue up my neck as You manhandle my breasts and pinch the nipples thru the lace of my bra. I hear another snip, and the bra is off. i’m a little surprised that with some work You manage to stuff it into my mouth along with the panties. The last thing i see is the evil glint in Your eyes before you fix the padded blindfold over mine. The newest surprise is that the straps of the blindfold are padded as well, and muffle almost all sound. So i’m naked, shaved, gagged, unable to move, now unable to see, and have almost no hearing. i can just make out the echo of Your dress shoes going across the floor and then a more pronounced sound. Ohmygod was that the door???Sir:…yes it was the door. I see you freeze. I give a little side smile and step out, leaving the door open. I’m sure you feel the cool breeze as you make soft noises through the lingerie in your mouth.I start to walk around to see if there’s anyone else there. It is Friday evening so I’m not expecting it but crews are coming back from trips at all random hours. No one else is around. The thought of you naked and exposed with the door open is driving me crazy, so I head back toward my office wondering if anyone discovered you.When I walk around the corner again I see you by yourself (I admit, I am a bit disappointed no one found you yet, but the night is young!). I walk up to you, making sure you hear me, hoping you’re wondering if it’s even me. I caress you softly, cup your breasts, softly pinch your nipples while you start to grind the air. Suddenly I jam 3 fingers up your sopping snatch and you just about collapse. I wiggle my fingers for a few seconds then pull them out and run your juices on your face and under your nose.I unhook you from the wall and push you to your knees by your head. I pull your lingerie out and your tongue involuntarily comes out, your mouth gaping open and craving the taste of a strong cock. Fuck that looks good, and before I know it I’m fucking your face with abandon. Now you know it’s me…you know the taste and feel of My cock. I’ve been driven mad by the anticipation. I want to feel your throat muscles contract and squeeze. I want to feel your tongue massage and tease. I’m not disappointed.I’m getting close, but it’s your pussy I want. Foreplay is over. With the office door still open, I push you back and throw you down on the ground. Your handcuffed hands catch yourself, but by the time you realize your new position my cock has already slammed home in your dilated love hole. I fuck you so hard and so fierce, your ass is sending waves up your spine, my balls slapping your clit, that you swear you can feel my cock in the back of your throat. I pull your hair back and force your head up and you let out a desperate, low, “Please fuck me. Hurt me. I’m Yours.” That’s all I needed. I slap your right ass cheek. You grunt. I slap your left. Your head falls and you let out a long moan. I reach around and pinch your nipples. I can feel my cock reach its maximum stretched size and my balls tighten. I know you want to beg to cum, but I won’t wait any longer. “Cum now bitch,” and you explode! Your cunt walls squeeze my cock like they will never let me go, and I push in one more time and twist your nipples and my rod shoots steaming hot baby juice deep in your snatch. Your thirsty pussy drinks every drop.When I’m done I quickly pull out and struggle to stand up. I calmly put my pants and shoes back on so I am fully dressed. I walk around in front of you and remove your blindfold so you’re staring at my shoes, still on all fours. “Stand up.” Your eyes follow my suit as you stand, wanting to stop and fixate on every detail. The seam in my pants, the buttons on my jacket, my black tie on white shirt. Fuck I can’t wait for this next part.I uncuff your hands and recuff them behind your back. I shove kaçak iddaa your still wet panties back in your mouth and duct tape them in with the tape I have in the office. Now you’re wearing nothing but your heels, hands behind back, tits sticking out proud, chin high, mouth taped, and makeup starting to run from the face fucking. “Goddamn I’m lucky” I think to myself.I grab you by your arm and march you right out the door. I can hear a small yelp under your gag as we take a left, through a door, and past the bathrooms toward a door with a sign that says “WARNING, Restricted Area, Authorized Personnel Only.” I open the door and push you into the cargo area. A whoosh of cool breeze and an echo, you’re surprised at how big it is. And there sits a shipping container, right in the middle, on a flatbed. Without a pause I walk you toward it, your heels making an obscene clomp echo through the hangar with every step. I love it…music to my ears. We approach the container and I open the door and let down the stairs. We walk up inside, and I close the door.It’s dark, but your eyes start to adjust as the outside lights sift through the few windows. There are rings in the floor and on the walls. You see straps on the walls, some tools, crates,,, naked in a sexual high it looks very much like a sex dungeon to you!I put the blindfold back on to focus your senses and work your imagination. I uncuff you and use 4 straps to secure your wrists and ankles to the walls so you are standing spread, exposed, and restrained. I pause to admire my work, and then my outstanding ears picks up a sound outside…did I hear someone out there?me:There is definitely something going on outside, but what? You stealthily move over to one of the container’s small windows and see the maintenance crew at work in the hangar. You smile, because you know that with the steps pulled up and the door locked we won’t be disturbed. You also know that i won’t have any idea of that, only that i’ll hear noises that will scare the life out of me for fear of being caught. That blindfold will definitely be coming off again soon…For now, you step back and survey your sub. i am spread-eagle in my bindings, stretched out like a big X, with no sight, little hearing, and my mouth full of lingerie and taped shut for good measure. You can see me writhing in my bonds, or at least writhing with what little movement the strict ties allow. It’s a sight to behold for sure, but needs some further adornment. You pull out the duct tape you’ve brought from your office, and roughly grabbing a breast, begin to wrap. Once the right tit is taken care of – tight and already changing colour – you move on to the left. You can tell this is only making me hotter, definitely your goal but you want me to remember my place as well. To that end, you begin to fondle, pinch and suck on my nipples, and when both are hard and I’m even more turned on, you grab two butterfly clips you’ve brought and unceremoniously clamp one down on each nipple. You quickly affix two more clips to my outer labia. My body goes rigid, my head flies backwards and I howl through the gag! ‘Now that is a perfect sight’, you think.It’s time to add a little fear to the mix, which means restoring my hearing. You remove the blindfold, but not wanting to give me control over too many senses, you use the tape to make X’s over each eye so I’m basically blinded again. But this time i can hear…and you see me tense at the first sound of the maintenance crew. Goose bumps appear over my entire body as I begin to tremble. While i trust you won’t allow me to get into any really perilous situations, i also know that our definitions of ‘perilous’ haven’t always been exactly the same. My mind is racing in a million different directions; i can feel my heartbeat and the blood pumping through my veins, and every nerve ending is making itself felt.And out of nowhere it comes. SMACK! i can’t see what you’re using but it’s more kaçak bahis of a hot sting than an overall hurt. And another, and another. i’m in an impossible situation: i want to scream and cry from the stinging but am terrified of whatever is making those noises nearby…did I just hear people talking??? (You continue to flick at me with the end of a wooden ruler from your desk, thoroughly enjoying my cries and the dance it’s making me perform.)After what feels like an eternity the stinging stops, and suddenly i can’t figure out where you are or what’s coming next. i’m a little proud of myself for managing to keep *somewhat* quiet, but only have a second for that thought before another loud noise takes me right back to the terror zone. My body is on fire from the pain and the restraints, and my mind is on fire from the unknown threat. Suddenly, and i mean SUDDENLY, you are directly behind me! i shriek into the gag from the sheer shock, and then again as you flick off the clips and the blood begins to flow back into my nipples. Just as suddenly you forcefully grab each tit and squeezing with even more force, PLOW your rock hard, (thankfully) oiled rod into my ass. The pain of the invasion – the feeling of being ripped apart – elicits another shriek…but the pain soon turns to pleasure as you use my tits for leverage and slam your beautiful cock up my ass right to the hilt, then pull all the way back out again. i’m on fire in a totally different way as you continue this rhythm, and my pleas through the gag get more and more desperate as my NEED to cum builds! i feel your manhood swell even more as you get close, and You finally take pity on Your sub and reach one hand down to my waiting clit. As You expertly rub, pinch and pull at my nub, i shriek again, this time in total ecstasy, as we cum together with mind-blowing orgasms.Sir:Shit that felt good. I take a few seconds to compose myself and relish the feeling of your tight ass around my girthy cock. I pull out and walk around front. You don’t even see the quick slap in the face coming. “You came without asking slut. You know better.” Now you’re expecting the second slap on the other cheek…and what comes next.We hear a door outside close and the hold goes silent again. Just in time. I uncover your mouth and say, “you can scream all you like.” I take one of the straps from the wall, swing it a few times to gage it, then bring it down hard on your still bound tit. You restrain this time, but I want to hear you scream. Now brutal after brutal blow works its way across your tits, stomach, ass, back, thighs, and finally your sensitive pussy. You withhold for a few lashes, then the screaming starts. Music to my ears.When I’m positive your every nerve in your body is fully awake I stop, toss the strap down unceremoniously, and start to softy caress and smooth your soft, red skin. You’re starting to hum and squirm and I know it’s time to go for the snatch. I work your engorged clit. I pump your dripping pussy with my fingers. I want you to cum. Your abs are tightening. Your tits are bouncing as you tremble. You’re not going to make the same mistake twice.”Sir may I cum” you almost whisper. “No”. I focus on your clit, slap a tit, smack your ass, and push a finger up your nether hole. “Sir, PLEASE, may I cum for you?” “Yes, cum for me.” Your pussy tightens and contracts while your eyes roll back, mouth opens, and your legs shake. You’re about hanging from the straps around your wrists. I mercilessly work your now ultra-sensitive clit and ass until you’re almost in tears.Finally I stop and unstrap you. You rub your wrists and stretch your legs. I watch you with a caring eye before walking up to you and slapping your ass. I reach up, run my hands through your hair, and kiss you long and hard. You’re already starting to breathe fast again and my cock has been swinging hard and free for several minutes but is now rubbing against your leg. I pull your head back by your hair and softly and briefly suck your neck, then look you in the eye and say, “here comes the part I’ve been looking forward to the most.” Still holding onto your hair, I start to guide you I front of me toward door of the cargo container…

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