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At my friend Adam's place. I'm tied up with business at the moment. Can you come pick me up? Thanks!
xxxo,
Robin
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Adam ran his fingers through his wild, blonde hair; he and Robin were sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when his ringtone sounded, echoing through the otherwise abandoned top floor of the apartment building in the dilapidated downtown area of the city. He had gotten the flat for cheap, and barely had anything unpacked in the two months since moving in. School kept him mostly preoccupied, and school was where he had met Robin. They had flirted occasionally, but their relationship was based more on wishing the other to be more than he or she was; Adam, cool-headed, firm in tone and never seen without a cigarette hanging from between chapped lips. Though raised in a well-to-do household, he had always rebelled and had become a jack-of-all-trades thusly, but few things piqued his interests like the call to be a Dominant. Though he respected Robin's submissive nature tremendously, he needed a slave- one who would bend to his will unquestioningly, and Robin just wasn't quite the right fit. She was headstrong, often demanding, and though willing to be trained, still too eager to push her boyfriend around than what Adam was comfortable with. No, Robin was just a sub, not a slave, but the moment she called for his help, he rushed to her side and formulated the plan.
Robin grinned from ear to ear. "Is it him?" she demanded. "Is it?" She grabbed a hold of his muscular arm and shook it. Adam put a finger to his lips, and the girl immediately fell silent, almost obediently. To occupy herself, she began to braid her long, black hair, as she heard Adam agree to meet Thomas at the bottom floor. Once he hung up, she looked up at him with a knowing grin, and rushed to the bedroom, where she slipped off her clothes and replaced them with a pale, pink corset, ornately decorated with lace and ribbons, and a pair of thigh-high, black, sheer stockings. After slipping on a pair of black stilletos to add a boost of height to her lithe frame, Robin called in Adam.
"I'm ready!" she shouted.
Adam coolly entered the room, giving her a look-over and smiling coyly. "Looks good," he quipped, taking a puff of his cigarette.
After a few minutes of simple ropework, Robin was tied to a chair positioned in the middle of the nearly empty room, directly in front of the door. Her small ankles were bound to the legs of the chair; her slender arms tied behind her and secured to the chair. Adam was hunched over a large, wooden chest, rummaging around until he found what he was looking for. He adjusted his cool, blue spectacles and said, "Open wide," then fit a ball gag inside her mouth. Satisfied she was too tempting to resist dominating, he straightened up and said, "I'll be downstairs, waiting for Tommy."
"Don't call him Tommy," was Robin's initial retort, but what instead emitted from her mouth was "Oh- ooh mhm mhmm-uh!" Beaming at her new predicament, Robin looked up to Adam and winked.
Adam smiled, touched her chin affectionately, and left Robin to stay helplessly in position. As he waited downstairs, he unbuttoned a few of his vest buttons and rolled up his white sleeves. "This should be fun," he mumbled, as an unfamiliar car pulled up.
At my friend Adam's place. I'm tied up with business at the moment. Can you come pick me up? Thanks!
xxxo,
Robin
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Adam ran his fingers through his wild, blonde hair; he and Robin were sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when his ringtone sounded, echoing through the otherwise abandoned top floor of the apartment building in the dilapidated downtown area of the city. He had gotten the flat for cheap, and barely had anything unpacked in the two months since moving in. School kept him mostly preoccupied, and school was where he had met Robin. They had flirted occasionally, but their relationship was based more on wishing the other to be more than he or she was; Adam, cool-headed, firm in tone and never seen without a cigarette hanging from between chapped lips. Though raised in a well-to-do household, he had always rebelled and had become a jack-of-all-trades thusly, but few things piqued his interests like the call to be a Dominant. Though he respected Robin's submissive nature tremendously, he needed a slave- one who would bend to his will unquestioningly, and Robin just wasn't quite the right fit. She was headstrong, often demanding, and though willing to be trained, still too eager to push her boyfriend around than what Adam was comfortable with. No, Robin was just a sub, not a slave, but the moment she called for his help, he rushed to her side and formulated the plan.
Robin grinned from ear to ear. "Is it him?" she demanded. "Is it?" She grabbed a hold of his muscular arm and shook it. Adam put a finger to his lips, and the girl immediately fell silent, almost obediently. To occupy herself, she began to braid her long, black hair, as she heard Adam agree to meet Thomas at the bottom floor. Once he hung up, she looked up at him with a knowing grin, and rushed to the bedroom, where she slipped off her clothes and replaced them with a pale, pink corset, ornately decorated with lace and ribbons, and a pair of thigh-high, black, sheer stockings. After slipping on a pair of black stilletos to add a boost of height to her lithe frame, Robin called in Adam.
"I'm ready!" she shouted.
Adam coolly entered the room, giving her a look-over and smiling coyly. "Looks good," he quipped, taking a puff of his cigarette.
After a few minutes of simple ropework, Robin was tied to a chair positioned in the middle of the nearly empty room, directly in front of the door. Her small ankles were bound to the legs of the chair; her slender arms tied behind her and secured to the chair. Adam was hunched over a large, wooden chest, rummaging around until he found what he was looking for. He adjusted his cool, blue spectacles and said, "Open wide," then fit a ball gag inside her mouth. Satisfied she was too tempting to resist dominating, he straightened up and said, "I'll be downstairs, waiting for Tommy."
"Don't call him Tommy," was Robin's initial retort, but what instead emitted from her mouth was "Oh- ooh mhm mhmm-uh!" Beaming at her new predicament, Robin looked up to Adam and winked.
Adam smiled, touched her chin affectionately, and left Robin to stay helplessly in position. As he waited downstairs, he unbuttoned a few of his vest buttons and rolled up his white sleeves. "This should be fun," he mumbled, as an unfamiliar car pulled up.
It wasn't actually a car. It was a taxi driven by Benny, Thomas' friend. Of course, the fare wasn't free. Thomas didn't really drive, mostly it was Robin doing all the driving. He was afraid of cars and driving them. "See you tomorrow, Ben." he said, waving to the driver as he watched the cab slowly roll out of sight. This neighborhood didn't look all too great, already he could see a few 'suspicious' folk near a Jerk restaurant just across the street. Not that he was racist towards minorities, but he felt very, VERY uneasy in such a neighborhood.
Meet Thomas Winsley. 25 years old working under the Dan-D movers. Thomas is defined mostly by the fact he lives under Robin Winter's shadow: unlike the star pupil who is admired by others and has stellar grades, Thomas is the type to struggle with Highschool math and ended up dropping out of Grade 11 from peer pressure and his inability to learn. But with what he lacked in brains he easily made up with his persistence and dedication. Sadly, it formed an inferiority complex and a weak will, something that ran quite contrary to a dominant's mindset.
Even so, Robin Winter loved him so much that the two had developed an intimate relationship. Having grown up together, the two forged a close bond, even today she loves him despite the fact society defined him as a 'loser'. However, today was an abnormal day: usually she would return home from school, but today she hadn't come back, getting him quite worried. When he called the number, a person named Adam agreed and told him to come, because she was 'waiting' for him. Taking a deep breath and holding the note, Thomas put forth his best face and walked towards the entrance where a blonde-haired man leaned against the entrance to an apartment named 'Glenlea Heights'. He wore a black vest, a white polo complete with a matching black bow-tie. Letting forth a puff of smoke, Adam looked wearily towards him. "...You must be Thomas Winsley?" he asked. Thomas nodded, already feeling his confidence errode.
Rightfully so, Thomas felt that he was being judged by his looks. And right he was: the man must be wondering how a 'loser' like him would have gotten a girl as cute as Robin to do this, yet still be unwilling to take advantage of her? What a waste of a would-be dom, he didn't even look like he had what it took. "Right this way. She's waiting patiently for you." he said, walking up the stairs. "So. Is this your first time?" Thomas wasn't quite sure what to answer, causing him to miss a step and stumble. Breathing a bit quicker, he looked up to him, already feeling that he was condenscendingly looking down on him. "W-well...I...I guess..."
Adam sighed exasperatedly before continuing up. Ow, right in the Self confidence. Already did Thomas feel the jitters, hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. Oh jeez, he was getting nervous again. Coughing at the smell of second-hand smoke, Adam turned to look at him, as Thomas cleared up the smoke and continued walking. Seriously...how did a loser like him get Robin as a girlfriend?
When they reached his room, Adam looked right in front to Thomas. "I'll be acting as a facilitator between you two for tonight. Robin already agreed to this. Is that alright?" "A-agreed? Agreed to what?" Adam positively placed his palm onto his forehead. Was this guy an idiot?! "Ahhh...Alright. Look, I'll just guide and teach you, just so this would be as stress free as anything else. Just follow my lead and try to keep your posture up." he said, "A dominant shouldn't slouch like that. Be proud and pronounced." Thomas straightened his back when he felt Adam pat his back until he stood straight, gaining a few inches in height just by no longer slouching.
The place was rather empty, aside from a fan that was blowing, a couch and a TV that was playing a re-run of the classic Night of the Living Dead. "W-where's Robin?" he asked, as Adam walked towards a duffel bag, taking a bud vibrator, some lube, condoms and a bull whip. Thomas had the urge to ask just what those were, but he didn't bother asking as he opened a door, beckoning him to follow.
What Thomas saw absolutely made him gasp in surprise: there she was, Bound to a chair wearing a revealing light pink corset that hiked up her breasts and embraced her the elegant curves of her waist area. The stockings were extra but had a tarty effect onto her bound legs, his eyes fixed to the garish red ball gag right between her lips, a slight strand of drool flowing from her lips, down to her chin and onto her cleavage. "W-w-what the..." Thomas was at a loss of words, feeling his manhood tighten. Adam, of course, walked forward, touching her chin as he forced her to look, only to lightly slap her. Thomas reached out, trying to stop him, but felt his glare right back at him, stopping him at his tracks.
"Who gave you permission to look right at your master's eyes?" he asked. He was a bit more strict and cruel, the type to punish severely for trivial reasons. They had laid out the fundamentals of her safe word (Which was red or forming a three with her hands if she could move each finger) and a verbal pledge from her allowing him to do as he pleased. Thomas was almost ready to go right out, yet...something beckoned him close, a faint...desire, almost a reluctance to see more even as she breathed deeply, drool still falling down her mouth..
Meet Thomas Winsley. 25 years old working under the Dan-D movers. Thomas is defined mostly by the fact he lives under Robin Winter's shadow: unlike the star pupil who is admired by others and has stellar grades, Thomas is the type to struggle with Highschool math and ended up dropping out of Grade 11 from peer pressure and his inability to learn. But with what he lacked in brains he easily made up with his persistence and dedication. Sadly, it formed an inferiority complex and a weak will, something that ran quite contrary to a dominant's mindset.
Even so, Robin Winter loved him so much that the two had developed an intimate relationship. Having grown up together, the two forged a close bond, even today she loves him despite the fact society defined him as a 'loser'. However, today was an abnormal day: usually she would return home from school, but today she hadn't come back, getting him quite worried. When he called the number, a person named Adam agreed and told him to come, because she was 'waiting' for him. Taking a deep breath and holding the note, Thomas put forth his best face and walked towards the entrance where a blonde-haired man leaned against the entrance to an apartment named 'Glenlea Heights'. He wore a black vest, a white polo complete with a matching black bow-tie. Letting forth a puff of smoke, Adam looked wearily towards him. "...You must be Thomas Winsley?" he asked. Thomas nodded, already feeling his confidence errode.
Rightfully so, Thomas felt that he was being judged by his looks. And right he was: the man must be wondering how a 'loser' like him would have gotten a girl as cute as Robin to do this, yet still be unwilling to take advantage of her? What a waste of a would-be dom, he didn't even look like he had what it took. "Right this way. She's waiting patiently for you." he said, walking up the stairs. "So. Is this your first time?" Thomas wasn't quite sure what to answer, causing him to miss a step and stumble. Breathing a bit quicker, he looked up to him, already feeling that he was condenscendingly looking down on him. "W-well...I...I guess..."
Adam sighed exasperatedly before continuing up. Ow, right in the Self confidence. Already did Thomas feel the jitters, hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. Oh jeez, he was getting nervous again. Coughing at the smell of second-hand smoke, Adam turned to look at him, as Thomas cleared up the smoke and continued walking. Seriously...how did a loser like him get Robin as a girlfriend?
When they reached his room, Adam looked right in front to Thomas. "I'll be acting as a facilitator between you two for tonight. Robin already agreed to this. Is that alright?" "A-agreed? Agreed to what?" Adam positively placed his palm onto his forehead. Was this guy an idiot?! "Ahhh...Alright. Look, I'll just guide and teach you, just so this would be as stress free as anything else. Just follow my lead and try to keep your posture up." he said, "A dominant shouldn't slouch like that. Be proud and pronounced." Thomas straightened his back when he felt Adam pat his back until he stood straight, gaining a few inches in height just by no longer slouching.
The place was rather empty, aside from a fan that was blowing, a couch and a TV that was playing a re-run of the classic Night of the Living Dead. "W-where's Robin?" he asked, as Adam walked towards a duffel bag, taking a bud vibrator, some lube, condoms and a bull whip. Thomas had the urge to ask just what those were, but he didn't bother asking as he opened a door, beckoning him to follow.
What Thomas saw absolutely made him gasp in surprise: there she was, Bound to a chair wearing a revealing light pink corset that hiked up her breasts and embraced her the elegant curves of her waist area. The stockings were extra but had a tarty effect onto her bound legs, his eyes fixed to the garish red ball gag right between her lips, a slight strand of drool flowing from her lips, down to her chin and onto her cleavage. "W-w-what the..." Thomas was at a loss of words, feeling his manhood tighten. Adam, of course, walked forward, touching her chin as he forced her to look, only to lightly slap her. Thomas reached out, trying to stop him, but felt his glare right back at him, stopping him at his tracks.
"Who gave you permission to look right at your master's eyes?" he asked. He was a bit more strict and cruel, the type to punish severely for trivial reasons. They had laid out the fundamentals of her safe word (Which was red or forming a three with her hands if she could move each finger) and a verbal pledge from her allowing him to do as he pleased. Thomas was almost ready to go right out, yet...something beckoned him close, a faint...desire, almost a reluctance to see more even as she breathed deeply, drool still falling down her mouth..
The hunger in Adam's eyes had always attracted Robin, but seeing the interest flare in Thomas's gave her the perfect reason to be aroused- and aroused she was. The tenderness of Adam's touch, followed by the harshness of the slap, didn't hurt either, and she was left a submissive mess already. Closing her eyes contently, Robin apologized as best she could with the gag in her mouth, but what came out was a fumbled mix of moans and syllables. She could feel herself slipping into subspace, experiencing a weightlessness as though she were high.
Adam touched her chin again. "Good girl," he said firmly, slapping her cheeks lightly, one and then the other, over and over again- but so gently there would be no marks left. "I am your Sir, and Thomas is your Master. Snap your fingers if you understand."
Robin snapped her fingers twice, finally opening her eyes and lowering them to the ground submissively.
"Good girl," he remarked again, setting down his toys on the floor at her feet, arranging them in a particular order. He stepped back behind Thomas, extending his hand, inviting him to have his choice. "She's your pet. Play with her how you like. I'm here to help."
Adam touched her chin again. "Good girl," he said firmly, slapping her cheeks lightly, one and then the other, over and over again- but so gently there would be no marks left. "I am your Sir, and Thomas is your Master. Snap your fingers if you understand."
Robin snapped her fingers twice, finally opening her eyes and lowering them to the ground submissively.
"Good girl," he remarked again, setting down his toys on the floor at her feet, arranging them in a particular order. He stepped back behind Thomas, extending his hand, inviting him to have his choice. "She's your pet. Play with her how you like. I'm here to help."
"P-pet?!" he asked, in disbelief. He wasn't even able to reach out and utter a word to Adam even as he slapped his precious Robing repeatedly. Yet, not once did she utter out any sound in protest, simple whimpers and a messy apology that ended only in a little more drool falling to her chest. Her eyes glassy and somewhat clear, unable to make eye contact. No! Robin wasn't a pet, she was a wonderful girl who always made everyone smile, no matter how hard a day they were going through!
Thomas backed off for one step, trying to break free from his fears. [i[Come on, Thomas, hold yourself together![/i] he tried to will himself, but he just couldn't! Where was the courage he had when he stood up to those girls bullying her? Where was that courage he had when he confessed that he truly loved her despite believing she would reject a loser like him!? "N-no! Robin is not your pet or mine! Stop blackmailing her!" he said, lacking the fiery passion much less a threatening tone to convince anyone. So it was true; he was a weakling and someone who was truly unable to become a Master.
Adam sighed, looking towards the hazy-eyed Robin. Still trapped in her own little space. For all he knew, she could be losing all interest. "Don't believe me? She told me I could do anything...I can do this..." he knelt down to her level, softly lifting her skirt as he began to rub onto her pussy, softly tracing along the contours of her lips as they slowly grew engorged and more pronounced, even pressing against the cloth of her black panties.
Thomas was at a shock. How could he just watch this man abuse and fondle her like that? "S-stop! She doesn't want this!" he said feebly, not knowing what else to say. He tried to deny it, yet...his hardness could be felt. "That's funny. Are you finding this arousing? If you want she can suck you off...after she does mine!" Adam hoped to egg him on as he softly pullsed down the corset cup of her right breast, tongue softly licking around the areolae, softly nipping at her breasts to illicit more reactions. And all the way, jaw down wide, Thomas froze, unable to even react, even as the man's gaze taunted him to try and do better. Almost...as if content to just watch, he watched with both aversion and interest to how quickly he worked up Robin...
Thomas backed off for one step, trying to break free from his fears. [i[Come on, Thomas, hold yourself together![/i] he tried to will himself, but he just couldn't! Where was the courage he had when he stood up to those girls bullying her? Where was that courage he had when he confessed that he truly loved her despite believing she would reject a loser like him!? "N-no! Robin is not your pet or mine! Stop blackmailing her!" he said, lacking the fiery passion much less a threatening tone to convince anyone. So it was true; he was a weakling and someone who was truly unable to become a Master.
Adam sighed, looking towards the hazy-eyed Robin. Still trapped in her own little space. For all he knew, she could be losing all interest. "Don't believe me? She told me I could do anything...I can do this..." he knelt down to her level, softly lifting her skirt as he began to rub onto her pussy, softly tracing along the contours of her lips as they slowly grew engorged and more pronounced, even pressing against the cloth of her black panties.
Thomas was at a shock. How could he just watch this man abuse and fondle her like that? "S-stop! She doesn't want this!" he said feebly, not knowing what else to say. He tried to deny it, yet...his hardness could be felt. "That's funny. Are you finding this arousing? If you want she can suck you off...after she does mine!" Adam hoped to egg him on as he softly pullsed down the corset cup of her right breast, tongue softly licking around the areolae, softly nipping at her breasts to illicit more reactions. And all the way, jaw down wide, Thomas froze, unable to even react, even as the man's gaze taunted him to try and do better. Almost...as if content to just watch, he watched with both aversion and interest to how quickly he worked up Robin...
"Mmmhm..." breathed Robin, opening her eyes. She glanced to Adam, who was looking at Thomas as his tongue lapped at her pert, pink nipples; then her eyes rose to meet Thomas's, silently daring him to take a turn. The circulating air from the ceiling fan, in addition to Adam's wet tongue, made Robin's nipples begin to tighten and redden. She inhaled deeply, rolling her head back and pushing her chest forward. "Mmph, mmph, Tummuph!" came instead of "Play with me, Thomas!" as the little slut began grinding her womanhood into Adam's hands.
Adam seemed satisfied that he had the young submissive right where she needed to be; in a calm, relaxed state of mind, ready for pain. "If you're not gonna play with her, I sure will." He smirked, pushing aside her black panties with one finger and slipping another into her practically dripping-wet womanhood. She was wet enough for the single finger to make slick sounds, and before Thomas could protest, he slipped in another finger and began thrusting. His free hand travelled upwards to Robin's throat, grabbing it firmly and squeezing, making her sputter and gag for a moment, before he released her to allow her breath, then repeated the process. Making Thomas jealous was too much fun for him; so for good measure, his teeth wrapped around the little bud of a nipple on her breast, and bit down gently, pulling and twisting just hard enough for Robin to squeal in delight.
Adam seemed satisfied that he had the young submissive right where she needed to be; in a calm, relaxed state of mind, ready for pain. "If you're not gonna play with her, I sure will." He smirked, pushing aside her black panties with one finger and slipping another into her practically dripping-wet womanhood. She was wet enough for the single finger to make slick sounds, and before Thomas could protest, he slipped in another finger and began thrusting. His free hand travelled upwards to Robin's throat, grabbing it firmly and squeezing, making her sputter and gag for a moment, before he released her to allow her breath, then repeated the process. Making Thomas jealous was too much fun for him; so for good measure, his teeth wrapped around the little bud of a nipple on her breast, and bit down gently, pulling and twisting just hard enough for Robin to squeal in delight.
Thomas, unable to truly focus, instead panicked and fell to the ground. Here this Adam was, abusing his beloved Robin, yet...she practically gave herself to him, her eyes clear, body almost acting on it's own. Her moans...he was conflicted. Was she really, really hating this or was she enjoying it? His eyes widened when he began to choke her, causing her to gag and sputter, yet not once did she yield, her waist thrusting in rhythm as his fingers plunged into her pussy. "No...P-please...stop..." Those words were weak, as his heart began to beat faster.
He watched, with terror and with excitement as he watched the man abuse and slowly torture the woman he loved. That sadistic grin...that dark look in his eyes...why wasn't she fighting back?! The musky smell of her arousal wafted into his nose. Adam knew that no matter how many times Thomas begged, there would be no rest. "I can see you're pretty hard from this! How embarassing!" he taunted, smiling as he pushed the chair closer to him. "Here! This little slut's willing to take abuse from anyone! She'll even open her pussy to those hobos downstairs!"
Thomas was speechless, frozen on the spot. In fact...his hand began to undo his pants, but he managed to catch himself and pulled his hand away, panting as he felt the pressure mount. Cupping his hand around her chin, after choking her monentarily he asked "What's this, you want to cum? What a whore! I never knew your girlfriend was such a pain slut, getting off on pain and shit!" Even though he knew that he might make Thomas burst in anger, he simply opted to continue taunting him.
Of course, even if she was, he simply stopped, leaving her to squirm as all chances of an orgasm faded. Leaving her there, with a harsher slap he vanquished any kind of disbelief from her. "Sir is not going to give you the right to cum. Master will." he said, slowly cupping her chin to make her look right at her boyfriend. "Why don't you beg Prince charming to get you off?" he asked, smiling as his hand pinched at her nipples once again, tonguing off her nipples at that moment, careful not to give her too much and let her cum...
He watched, with terror and with excitement as he watched the man abuse and slowly torture the woman he loved. That sadistic grin...that dark look in his eyes...why wasn't she fighting back?! The musky smell of her arousal wafted into his nose. Adam knew that no matter how many times Thomas begged, there would be no rest. "I can see you're pretty hard from this! How embarassing!" he taunted, smiling as he pushed the chair closer to him. "Here! This little slut's willing to take abuse from anyone! She'll even open her pussy to those hobos downstairs!"
Thomas was speechless, frozen on the spot. In fact...his hand began to undo his pants, but he managed to catch himself and pulled his hand away, panting as he felt the pressure mount. Cupping his hand around her chin, after choking her monentarily he asked "What's this, you want to cum? What a whore! I never knew your girlfriend was such a pain slut, getting off on pain and shit!" Even though he knew that he might make Thomas burst in anger, he simply opted to continue taunting him.
Of course, even if she was, he simply stopped, leaving her to squirm as all chances of an orgasm faded. Leaving her there, with a harsher slap he vanquished any kind of disbelief from her. "Sir is not going to give you the right to cum. Master will." he said, slowly cupping her chin to make her look right at her boyfriend. "Why don't you beg Prince charming to get you off?" he asked, smiling as his hand pinched at her nipples once again, tonguing off her nipples at that moment, careful not to give her too much and let her cum...
Looking lustfully at her boyfriend, her childhood friend who had watched her grow up and whom she had seen protect her from the other girls in the play yard, and she wanted nothing more than for him to fuck her. Robin looked up to him, pleading with her eyes and begging through the gag, "Mmrph, mmph mhm!"
"What's that, slut?" Adam asked, reaching behind her and unbuckling the gag. "Say that one more time for me."
Robin hadn't realized how dry her mouth had become, how all the drool had slipped from between her lips and dripped down her chin. She stretched out her mouth, licking her lips, then lowering her eyes to Thomas's shoes and saying seemingly ashamedly, "Please... play with me, Master." The girl had never been so close to an orgasm before only to be denied it, and it drove her insanely horny. "Please, please, please," she whispered, begging him, pleading with him to use her. She loved him, and she wanted to be used by him.
Once Adam had removed his fingers, he slid them into Robin's mouth and let her lick them clean from her juices. She did so obediently, sucking them clean, and he pulled them out and pinched her nipples with them. "Now, let's see. Maybe we'll put nipple clamps on you while these little buds are still firm, and we'll see how many spankings it takes before you beg me to fuck you." He haughtily walked over to his chest of toys and dug around, pulling out clover clamps that he snapped temptingly in front of her. "Know what these are?" he asked Thomas, tossing them to him.
"What's that, slut?" Adam asked, reaching behind her and unbuckling the gag. "Say that one more time for me."
Robin hadn't realized how dry her mouth had become, how all the drool had slipped from between her lips and dripped down her chin. She stretched out her mouth, licking her lips, then lowering her eyes to Thomas's shoes and saying seemingly ashamedly, "Please... play with me, Master." The girl had never been so close to an orgasm before only to be denied it, and it drove her insanely horny. "Please, please, please," she whispered, begging him, pleading with him to use her. She loved him, and she wanted to be used by him.
Once Adam had removed his fingers, he slid them into Robin's mouth and let her lick them clean from her juices. She did so obediently, sucking them clean, and he pulled them out and pinched her nipples with them. "Now, let's see. Maybe we'll put nipple clamps on you while these little buds are still firm, and we'll see how many spankings it takes before you beg me to fuck you." He haughtily walked over to his chest of toys and dug around, pulling out clover clamps that he snapped temptingly in front of her. "Know what these are?" he asked Thomas, tossing them to him.
He...he couldn't believe it. All this time...she...she was alright with all this abuse! This was the sort of things feminists go crazy about! The fact that she begged for him to play with her made him shudder inwardly...both out of excitement and out of fear. What was there to fear? He was afraid...that he might hurt her. Thomas always did feel inferior before her...she was a better person than him. Yet...here she was, begging to be absolutely demeaned, treated like an object, or a simple hole to be fucked. W-what was going on here?
Catching the clattering clamps, he watched Adam slowly pinch and twist her nipples. "I was wondering why these little nubs aren't pierced yet...would love to see them sag with weights on them!" Adam was a very rough and harsh master, he loved hearing her agonized moans. Had Thomas not been here, he would have loved to whip her until tears fell from her eyes. "What are you waiting for? Give those things a good clip!" he said, grabbing her breast and raising it gently, trying to get Thomas to do so.
There was no denying it: he was hard and his erection poked out. Thomas tried to move forward, but hesitated. "P-p...please...teach me..." he asked, "T-teach me how to become a better p-person!" Thomas was almost losing his control of his emotions, trapped in a confusing swirl. Adam sighed. This guy really was hopeless. "...Alright. But I need a little...something from this little slut." he said, rummaging through the chest, taking out a ring gag. He didn't even need to say much, instead sliding it behind her teeth as he then began to undo his pants.
"W-wait...what are you..."
"Suck me off, slut." he commanded, slowly untying her legs, but keeping her wrists bound behind her back. Thomas froze in shock...was she really going to service this man...?
Catching the clattering clamps, he watched Adam slowly pinch and twist her nipples. "I was wondering why these little nubs aren't pierced yet...would love to see them sag with weights on them!" Adam was a very rough and harsh master, he loved hearing her agonized moans. Had Thomas not been here, he would have loved to whip her until tears fell from her eyes. "What are you waiting for? Give those things a good clip!" he said, grabbing her breast and raising it gently, trying to get Thomas to do so.
There was no denying it: he was hard and his erection poked out. Thomas tried to move forward, but hesitated. "P-p...please...teach me..." he asked, "T-teach me how to become a better p-person!" Thomas was almost losing his control of his emotions, trapped in a confusing swirl. Adam sighed. This guy really was hopeless. "...Alright. But I need a little...something from this little slut." he said, rummaging through the chest, taking out a ring gag. He didn't even need to say much, instead sliding it behind her teeth as he then began to undo his pants.
"W-wait...what are you..."
"Suck me off, slut." he commanded, slowly untying her legs, but keeping her wrists bound behind her back. Thomas froze in shock...was she really going to service this man...?
Robin hesitated; as much as she wanted to please, as desperately as she wanted to give Adam sexual gratification in exchange for treating her like a whore, and despite how deeply into subspace she was, the girl held up three fingers and said through the ring gag, "Red."
Adam stopped immediately, understanding the severity of the safe word, and buttoned his pants back up. Obviously disappointed, he removed the ring gag and set it on the floor and demanded, "Why did you call 'red'?"
The girl looked up to Thomas. "I... I think Thomas and I need to talk alone for a minute, Adam... Could you...?" she asked gingerly, looking back to her Sir. She was fully awakened from her trance state of before, as much as she hated to be. Still, she cared for Thomas, and wanted him to want to Master her more than anything in the world.
Adam grunted a "Fine" and untied her arms, letting her free. He walked out of the room and shut the door a little too loudly behind him.
Robin began rubbing her arms, as they were tingling quite a bit. "I... I thought you might like seeing me like this," she said, almost bashfully. "I've always had this fantasy, and I wanted to share it with you, because I love you- and I only want to make you happy." She paused. "Are you?"
Adam stopped immediately, understanding the severity of the safe word, and buttoned his pants back up. Obviously disappointed, he removed the ring gag and set it on the floor and demanded, "Why did you call 'red'?"
The girl looked up to Thomas. "I... I think Thomas and I need to talk alone for a minute, Adam... Could you...?" she asked gingerly, looking back to her Sir. She was fully awakened from her trance state of before, as much as she hated to be. Still, she cared for Thomas, and wanted him to want to Master her more than anything in the world.
Adam grunted a "Fine" and untied her arms, letting her free. He walked out of the room and shut the door a little too loudly behind him.
Robin began rubbing her arms, as they were tingling quite a bit. "I... I thought you might like seeing me like this," she said, almost bashfully. "I've always had this fantasy, and I wanted to share it with you, because I love you- and I only want to make you happy." She paused. "Are you?"
Thomas was lost at best, considering how she had simply uttered a word behind the gag and he almost entirely stopped. When she explained that she wanted to talk with him, his heart skipped a beat. The girl he was familiar with returned to her senses! Adam looked disappointed, but remarked "I'll be sure to make it a tad more severe if we have the chance again." he threatened, smiling as he walked outside while taking out a box of cigarettes before closing the door rather forcefully, much so that Thomas jumped a bit
Left all alone with her, surrounded by a few unpicked toys, Thomas stood up and walked forward as he embraced Robin. "Robin...I...I am so glad..." he was about to ask if she wanted to go back home, however...the words surprised him. This sickening show, her fantasy? He wanted to believe that it was all a lie...but within her eyes, he knew that she truly enjoyed this. Why else was her breath slightly labored and her blush rather bright? It may seem like he simply groped her, but he held his hand to her chest and felt her heart beating rather quickly.
"I...I was in a shock...I...I thought this Adam guy was just black mailing you...I...I didn't expect for you...to like it..." Who could blame him? Who would have seen that coming anyways? "B-but...if you really...want it...teach me. Guide me..." he asked, putting her hands together and placing it towards his chest, leaning his forehead against her gently, as they stood there...together. "I...I may not be the smartest...but I will do the best I can to make you happier..." he said, almost as a faint vow.
Then, the issue at hand. "I...if you think servicing him is alright to you...i...it will be fine for me." While he did feel rather jealous, if it made her happy...nothing else would please him most! "You two done yet?" asked the rather impatient voice of Adam from outside. "Y-yes..." Thomas said, as he watched the man walk back inside. Thomas stepped back for a bit. "A-adam, was it?" asked Thomas, prompting a bow, "I...T-teach me how to become...good at...t-treating her well." He didn't really know what a Dominant meant, but of course, Adam agreed. "I will teach you. However...on one condition. I get to punish and play with her first...nothing held back." he said, looking towards Robin.
Left all alone with her, surrounded by a few unpicked toys, Thomas stood up and walked forward as he embraced Robin. "Robin...I...I am so glad..." he was about to ask if she wanted to go back home, however...the words surprised him. This sickening show, her fantasy? He wanted to believe that it was all a lie...but within her eyes, he knew that she truly enjoyed this. Why else was her breath slightly labored and her blush rather bright? It may seem like he simply groped her, but he held his hand to her chest and felt her heart beating rather quickly.
"I...I was in a shock...I...I thought this Adam guy was just black mailing you...I...I didn't expect for you...to like it..." Who could blame him? Who would have seen that coming anyways? "B-but...if you really...want it...teach me. Guide me..." he asked, putting her hands together and placing it towards his chest, leaning his forehead against her gently, as they stood there...together. "I...I may not be the smartest...but I will do the best I can to make you happier..." he said, almost as a faint vow.
Then, the issue at hand. "I...if you think servicing him is alright to you...i...it will be fine for me." While he did feel rather jealous, if it made her happy...nothing else would please him most! "You two done yet?" asked the rather impatient voice of Adam from outside. "Y-yes..." Thomas said, as he watched the man walk back inside. Thomas stepped back for a bit. "A-adam, was it?" asked Thomas, prompting a bow, "I...T-teach me how to become...good at...t-treating her well." He didn't really know what a Dominant meant, but of course, Adam agreed. "I will teach you. However...on one condition. I get to punish and play with her first...nothing held back." he said, looking towards Robin.
That moment of warmth was exactly what she needed to come back down from her high and settle into the arms of her lover. She smiled as he held her hands and knew that no matter how dominant Adam was, he could never rival the attentions and affections that Thomas gave her. She felt lucky to have someone so attentive, so humble and willing to please her, no matter what the cost. She trusted him. She trusted him completely.
Robin looked to Thomas. Though he had, in all rights, given her permission to pleasure Adam, she knew he didn't really mean it. How could he? He wasn't the jealous type, but she imagined how she would feel if the situation were reversed. Still, he seemed so eager to learn- and if this were his only condition... Robin nodded. "If you have no objections, I have none," she finally replied, looking back to Adam. "So can we get back into the session? I'm seriously wet," she giggled.
Robin looked to Thomas. Though he had, in all rights, given her permission to pleasure Adam, she knew he didn't really mean it. How could he? He wasn't the jealous type, but she imagined how she would feel if the situation were reversed. Still, he seemed so eager to learn- and if this were his only condition... Robin nodded. "If you have no objections, I have none," she finally replied, looking back to Adam. "So can we get back into the session? I'm seriously wet," she giggled.
Adam smiled. Soon enough, she wouldn't be smiling any more! Thomas gulped, as Adam slowly walked to his drawer, taking a coil of rope. The anticipation was matched only by the curiosity in Thomas' eyes, watching as the man threw ropes above to the rafters, making sure they were secure enough to be used as a suspension line. Such types of bondage were tight and harsh...he really was going to force her to one... "By the end of this you'll be driven to tears." Adam threatened, hands to her chin, "Are you still alright with this?" he asked. Thomas nodded anxiously, aware that she really wouldn't back down.
Thomas didn't really like Adam much, even as he began to tie her body. When she assumed her wrists crossed, her forced them together and slapped her somewhat harshly. Then, he undid her corset, taking off her skirt and throwing her panties right at him insultingly. It seems all that discontent was starting to come back to her. When it was apparent that she was placed to a hammerlock position, Thomas stood up to get a better look, heart pounding as he saw her reaction...and the way the ropes wrapped around her porcelain smooth body. "A body to die for and high pain tolerance...you have a girlfriend worth dying for, Tommy!" he teased, tying a few rounds around her stomach and some at her waist, he spared little time to form a crotchrope. Cutting right between her labia, rubbing at her pussy as he drew it tight from her butt. No matter what she said, he didn't seem to be backing down.
Then, forced to lie on her belly, her legs were folded and drawn back rather tightly, a ball gag forced to her mouth, this one a size bigger as her arms near the elbows were joined together, placing her in a perilously tight and extremely stringent hogtie. Loosening the crotchropes, he then inserted a glass studded dildo into her pussy, making sure the lubrication from her wetness would be enough. Then, tying up the crotchrope, it drove the dildo rather deep, causing Thomas to gasp in shock.
"How are you holding up down there?" he asked, "Sluts don't deserve to kiss the ground I walk onto." he said, tying and reinforcing the suspension points. However, instead of the usual 5, there were only three: one at her arms, one at her legs and finally, one on her waist, actually tightening the crotchrope even more. NO quarter, very little movement...eventually she was raised, almost to eye level. And he could tell just how much she was suffering...
"Hey, pass those clamps." he said, "First lesson: Nipple clamps. Open the jaw and clamp them down there." he gazed right into her hazy, almost zoned- out eyes...unresponsive, yet jerking from time to time. While Thomas hesitated, he followed the lead of his teacher and pinched her breasts with the clover clamps, illiciting a loud, gurgling scream that left her panting. "Good. Now...just wait outisde while I finish things up..."
While Thomas wanted to see what was next, he obliged and walked outside. Then, Adam, all alone, picked up the bull whip and walked closer. "Hello there..." he said, cupping up her chin. "Which part of the body are you sore at?" he asked, smiling as he drew his whip and spanked her butt. "Moan if you agree that Sir needs to punish you more." he said, smiling as he struck her rear with it until it was a good crimson red.
Then, taking a few open pad locks, 5 in all, as he placed them onto the chain that joined both clamps, furthering her extreme suffering.
Thomas didn't really like Adam much, even as he began to tie her body. When she assumed her wrists crossed, her forced them together and slapped her somewhat harshly. Then, he undid her corset, taking off her skirt and throwing her panties right at him insultingly. It seems all that discontent was starting to come back to her. When it was apparent that she was placed to a hammerlock position, Thomas stood up to get a better look, heart pounding as he saw her reaction...and the way the ropes wrapped around her porcelain smooth body. "A body to die for and high pain tolerance...you have a girlfriend worth dying for, Tommy!" he teased, tying a few rounds around her stomach and some at her waist, he spared little time to form a crotchrope. Cutting right between her labia, rubbing at her pussy as he drew it tight from her butt. No matter what she said, he didn't seem to be backing down.
Then, forced to lie on her belly, her legs were folded and drawn back rather tightly, a ball gag forced to her mouth, this one a size bigger as her arms near the elbows were joined together, placing her in a perilously tight and extremely stringent hogtie. Loosening the crotchropes, he then inserted a glass studded dildo into her pussy, making sure the lubrication from her wetness would be enough. Then, tying up the crotchrope, it drove the dildo rather deep, causing Thomas to gasp in shock.
"How are you holding up down there?" he asked, "Sluts don't deserve to kiss the ground I walk onto." he said, tying and reinforcing the suspension points. However, instead of the usual 5, there were only three: one at her arms, one at her legs and finally, one on her waist, actually tightening the crotchrope even more. NO quarter, very little movement...eventually she was raised, almost to eye level. And he could tell just how much she was suffering...
"Hey, pass those clamps." he said, "First lesson: Nipple clamps. Open the jaw and clamp them down there." he gazed right into her hazy, almost zoned- out eyes...unresponsive, yet jerking from time to time. While Thomas hesitated, he followed the lead of his teacher and pinched her breasts with the clover clamps, illiciting a loud, gurgling scream that left her panting. "Good. Now...just wait outisde while I finish things up..."
While Thomas wanted to see what was next, he obliged and walked outside. Then, Adam, all alone, picked up the bull whip and walked closer. "Hello there..." he said, cupping up her chin. "Which part of the body are you sore at?" he asked, smiling as he drew his whip and spanked her butt. "Moan if you agree that Sir needs to punish you more." he said, smiling as he struck her rear with it until it was a good crimson red.
Then, taking a few open pad locks, 5 in all, as he placed them onto the chain that joined both clamps, furthering her extreme suffering.
Robin had never said "no" to a challenge. Immediately presented with the firm hand of an experienced Dominant, she felt herself slipping into that hypnotic state of submission, where she would have been easily persuaded to act in any fashion that Adam ordered; for the moment, he was the Dominant, a teacher to her boyfriend and a Don Juan to her. Robin felt completely relaxed with her loss of control, and it was this final stage of limpness that caused her to feebly smile and moan a very gentle, almost inaudible, "Mmmhm..." She had barely noticed that she was naked by the time she came to it, and once hogtied and in a vulnerable state, felt incredibly weightless. She was deep in subspace, now that her boyfriend, her love, was watching her be humiliated by this cruel stranger; it was a fantasy come to life.
When Adam lifted her chin, Robin knew better than to look him directly in the eyes. She kept them lowered submissively, like a dog to its alpha, and moaned a gurgling, soft "Uhm!" until the crack of the whip landed on her butt. She flinched, crying out in pain and feeling a knot in her throat begin to form. Tears had begun forming, but the moment he put the first padlock onto the chain, she began crying openly; tears streamed down her face, barely easing the excrutiating pain of the padlocks to the clover clamps that pinched her nipples, feeling more like needles than rubber-tipped clamps.
"Uhh, err... Mercy!" she begged, taking care to articulate the last word as much as possible, less so with the "Please, Sir!" preceeding it. She was ever so close to calling red, but the endorphins rushing through her body left her with a higher pain tolerance than she had ever had before. The young woman had begun to sob, gagging on the ball in her mouth as she attempted to breathe through her mouth to lessen the sharp pain. Robin finally raised her chin to look at Adam, wide-eyed and helplessly, with her eyemakeup sketching black lines down her face from her tears.
Adam smirked. "Mercy, eh?" he mused, immediately lifting a padlock from the chain, tossing it aside and seeing Robin's immediate response of a gargled "Thank you". Though he was having ever so much fun torturing her, he also knew that she would have called "red" if she weren't too deeply into subspace. So, he removed the padlocks, leaving the clover clamps on her nipples- and to Robin, after feeling so much pain, the nipple clamps felt like nothing. He walked to behind her, undoing her legs so that she could stand, then stepping back about five feet. "Face the wall," grunted the man, and as she turned with much difficulty (her feet barely touched the ground, so she was left swinging just a bit), a loud snap in the air sounded and the tip of the bullwhip bit her on her back, leaving a fresh, scarlet mark and a cry of "Mmmphm!" from the whip's target. He stretched out his neck, then cracked his knuckles, aiming for the soft, vulnerable spot on the backs of her thighs, then swung again, hitting instead under her ass and just barely missing the lips of her pussy.
"Hear that, Tommy?" Adam jeered, raising his whip and cracking it again, lower on her back and dangerously close to her kidneys. "That's the sound your girlfriend makes when she's been pleasured by a real man." He laughed, setting aside his whip and walking to her, grabbing her by the throat and smacking her butt with his hand, firmly. Instead of pulling away, however, he slid his hand down to her womanhood and slid in a finger, checking for wetness; Robin was perfectly moist, and his fingers made wet sounds as he coaxed them between her labia, his middle finger thrusting inside of her before adding another finger. "You've been a very good pain slut for me," he groaned in her ear quietly. "But let's see how much you can take with your boyfriend watching."
Robin whimpered through the gag, long strands of drool forming around her pert lips and leaking onto her collarbones. "Mmank ooh er," she attempted, given the difficulty of saying "Thank you, Sir". She desperately wanted Thomas's gentleness after Adam's harshness, but she also wanted to please- wait... where /was/ Thomas?
When Adam lifted her chin, Robin knew better than to look him directly in the eyes. She kept them lowered submissively, like a dog to its alpha, and moaned a gurgling, soft "Uhm!" until the crack of the whip landed on her butt. She flinched, crying out in pain and feeling a knot in her throat begin to form. Tears had begun forming, but the moment he put the first padlock onto the chain, she began crying openly; tears streamed down her face, barely easing the excrutiating pain of the padlocks to the clover clamps that pinched her nipples, feeling more like needles than rubber-tipped clamps.
"Uhh, err... Mercy!" she begged, taking care to articulate the last word as much as possible, less so with the "Please, Sir!" preceeding it. She was ever so close to calling red, but the endorphins rushing through her body left her with a higher pain tolerance than she had ever had before. The young woman had begun to sob, gagging on the ball in her mouth as she attempted to breathe through her mouth to lessen the sharp pain. Robin finally raised her chin to look at Adam, wide-eyed and helplessly, with her eyemakeup sketching black lines down her face from her tears.
Adam smirked. "Mercy, eh?" he mused, immediately lifting a padlock from the chain, tossing it aside and seeing Robin's immediate response of a gargled "Thank you". Though he was having ever so much fun torturing her, he also knew that she would have called "red" if she weren't too deeply into subspace. So, he removed the padlocks, leaving the clover clamps on her nipples- and to Robin, after feeling so much pain, the nipple clamps felt like nothing. He walked to behind her, undoing her legs so that she could stand, then stepping back about five feet. "Face the wall," grunted the man, and as she turned with much difficulty (her feet barely touched the ground, so she was left swinging just a bit), a loud snap in the air sounded and the tip of the bullwhip bit her on her back, leaving a fresh, scarlet mark and a cry of "Mmmphm!" from the whip's target. He stretched out his neck, then cracked his knuckles, aiming for the soft, vulnerable spot on the backs of her thighs, then swung again, hitting instead under her ass and just barely missing the lips of her pussy.
"Hear that, Tommy?" Adam jeered, raising his whip and cracking it again, lower on her back and dangerously close to her kidneys. "That's the sound your girlfriend makes when she's been pleasured by a real man." He laughed, setting aside his whip and walking to her, grabbing her by the throat and smacking her butt with his hand, firmly. Instead of pulling away, however, he slid his hand down to her womanhood and slid in a finger, checking for wetness; Robin was perfectly moist, and his fingers made wet sounds as he coaxed them between her labia, his middle finger thrusting inside of her before adding another finger. "You've been a very good pain slut for me," he groaned in her ear quietly. "But let's see how much you can take with your boyfriend watching."
Robin whimpered through the gag, long strands of drool forming around her pert lips and leaking onto her collarbones. "Mmank ooh er," she attempted, given the difficulty of saying "Thank you, Sir". She desperately wanted Thomas's gentleness after Adam's harshness, but she also wanted to please- wait... where /was/ Thomas?
Thomas was shocked, unable to bear what he was seeing. Even worse...his manhood stood at peak, poking against the denim of his jeans. H-how could he be so aroused, even when she dangled there, tears flowing from her eyes, squealing for mercy as she endured this harrowing torture? Gone was that kind and gentle girl, always stopping by to purchase some cupcakes for him after a long day's work...all he then was a girl who took her torture head on, eyes clear and glassy, heavy breaths drawing threads of saliva down her mouth.
Adam clearly didn't like her pleading for mercy, yet did give her purchase when he legs were unbound, forced to stand on her little tiptoes. Even as he Thomas insulted from inside made no move to go back inside, aghast at the situation. She wasn't kidding when she said this guy was so tame. Knowing that it would take much more than that, Adam sighed, walking away from Robin even as she tried her best to remain on her tippy toes. The sudden disappearance of the stimulation really did end all progress towards the orgasm she was pretty much begging for.
"Since your little boyfriend is too much of a coward to please you, maybe I will." He threatened, connecting a vibrator as he plugged it on, taking the Hitachi magic wand and placing it right between her legs, just against her already sensitive and moist folds. "Squeeze your legs...hold it steady...there you go. Drop that thing and I'll add as many weights on it until they tear off!" With a firm spank to her rear, he tightened his hand onto her throat. "Don't you just want me to fuck you...yeah...I know you'll love watching your boyfriend watch while some stranger fucks you hard in the puss..." he teased, smiling as he walked away.
"Hey, I have a great idea...why don't you beg your master to give you a good fucking? If not...maybe I'll remove one of these..." he said, letting her turn to face towards him. He made sure to say all that quite loudly, just to relish in the conflicted feelings he may have. As saliva continued to dribble down her ball-gagged mouth, Adam began to think. Just how much longer until she would plead for it all to end? "I can't hear you~" Adam's hand softly reached towards the right clamp, in position to slowly press and slowly remove it...Will Thomas budge, or will he prefer to just close his ears and pretend nothing happened, speechless with a boner in his pants?
The man held his hands onto his ears, unable to bear the agonized screams that followed when Adam slowly removed her clover clamps...
Adam clearly didn't like her pleading for mercy, yet did give her purchase when he legs were unbound, forced to stand on her little tiptoes. Even as he Thomas insulted from inside made no move to go back inside, aghast at the situation. She wasn't kidding when she said this guy was so tame. Knowing that it would take much more than that, Adam sighed, walking away from Robin even as she tried her best to remain on her tippy toes. The sudden disappearance of the stimulation really did end all progress towards the orgasm she was pretty much begging for.
"Since your little boyfriend is too much of a coward to please you, maybe I will." He threatened, connecting a vibrator as he plugged it on, taking the Hitachi magic wand and placing it right between her legs, just against her already sensitive and moist folds. "Squeeze your legs...hold it steady...there you go. Drop that thing and I'll add as many weights on it until they tear off!" With a firm spank to her rear, he tightened his hand onto her throat. "Don't you just want me to fuck you...yeah...I know you'll love watching your boyfriend watch while some stranger fucks you hard in the puss..." he teased, smiling as he walked away.
"Hey, I have a great idea...why don't you beg your master to give you a good fucking? If not...maybe I'll remove one of these..." he said, letting her turn to face towards him. He made sure to say all that quite loudly, just to relish in the conflicted feelings he may have. As saliva continued to dribble down her ball-gagged mouth, Adam began to think. Just how much longer until she would plead for it all to end? "I can't hear you~" Adam's hand softly reached towards the right clamp, in position to slowly press and slowly remove it...Will Thomas budge, or will he prefer to just close his ears and pretend nothing happened, speechless with a boner in his pants?
The man held his hands onto his ears, unable to bear the agonized screams that followed when Adam slowly removed her clover clamps...
Instead of screaming, Robin allowed herself a deep breath of relief; it was the most satisfying part of torture, finally being released and allowed to serve her Sir and Master the way they so desired. She fell like she was gently floating back into that submissive state of mind, that weightlessness, that- that high! Adam tossed the clover clamps on the floor and removed the ball gag, giving Robin the relief she needed from her mouth drying up. She wet her lips and immediately began begging- her voice hoarse and barely above a whisper as she pleaded, "Please, Master, please fuck me... I'll be a good whore and take all of your cock!" Feeling the Hitatchi buzz between her legs felt like ecstasy after such torture; it was the second-best part of being a masochist; the first being the relief as her nerves relaxed from the pinch of something painful. Still, she wanted nothing more than to solidify the lesson with Thomas in the act of passion- that was what she had intended for them, anyway, even if Adam had overstepped his boundaries, perhaps... But she was hardly thinking sensibly; instead, her glazed-over eyes were hungry for cock, and it showed as her clit trembled, and she screamed, "Please, Sir, may I climax?"
Adam smirked, running his fingers over her firm butt, squeezing gently as he admired the handiwork of scarlet lashings on her pale flesh. "You want to cum?" he groaned, adjusting his erect penis in his pants. "Do you think you should cum before your Master does?"
Robin, as close to the edge as she was, had to force herself not to cum- he was right, and more pain was in store if she came without permission. So she shook her head and answered, "No, Sir."
"Good. I think something can be arranged, then," he said with a coy smile, taunting her and Thomas. "Thomas!" he shouted from behind the door. "Would you rather take her pussy or her mouth?" And with that, he tore away the wand from her lithe frame and turned it off, then tossed it aside. "Or maybe we'll stretch out this tight, little asshole," he leered, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock. "Let's see if that little coward runs away, or takes a bite out of the perfectly fresh piece of meat here," he mumbled, stroking himself.
Adam smirked, running his fingers over her firm butt, squeezing gently as he admired the handiwork of scarlet lashings on her pale flesh. "You want to cum?" he groaned, adjusting his erect penis in his pants. "Do you think you should cum before your Master does?"
Robin, as close to the edge as she was, had to force herself not to cum- he was right, and more pain was in store if she came without permission. So she shook her head and answered, "No, Sir."
"Good. I think something can be arranged, then," he said with a coy smile, taunting her and Thomas. "Thomas!" he shouted from behind the door. "Would you rather take her pussy or her mouth?" And with that, he tore away the wand from her lithe frame and turned it off, then tossed it aside. "Or maybe we'll stretch out this tight, little asshole," he leered, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock. "Let's see if that little coward runs away, or takes a bite out of the perfectly fresh piece of meat here," he mumbled, stroking himself.
When Thomas heard his call, his eyes widened. D-d-...did he just?! While he did verbally express that he was alright with a passionate exchange...just the idea of his girlfriend being abused by a total stranger, then raped by him....the thought was just too much! Yet...his muscles didn't even attempt to move, as Thomas merely cowered. He tried to get it together, but managed, with a hardness in his pants, to stand up and open the door just before Adam almost stuck in his hardness into her.
"S-stop this." he asked, prompting a confused look from Adam. While he was indeed trembling, he stood tall, unaware that the bulge was showing quite a bit. "S-she needs a break...j-just untie her...please." he asked, almost in a pleading manner. No! She wasn't meat, she wasn't a fuckhole or whatever he may think of her as...she was Robin Winter, a cheery girl studying hard to become a Veterinarian.
Adam turned his way, telling him "Your cock is convincing me otherwise...I know you want to bite off a good chunk from this slab of flesh." he said, spanking her rear to illicit a soft gasp. "T-t-...that's not true..." Thomas denied it, yet even he couldn't deny the truth: his body was showing it. Adam put back his hardness and zipped up his pants, concerned that his erection was slowly dying out. He walked right up to Thomas, going by his side.
"See, that is your girlfriend. She's that pretty girl in College everyone wants to date. I don't know how she ended up with you, but she's perfectly alright with it. Her hands are beginning to fall asleep, but no matter what, she enjoys suffering...isn't that right, slut?" he asked, expecting only the response he knew she would go by: Yes. "See? She's enjoying this...just take out your dick and stick it in her pussy...you've done sex before, right?"
Adam did his best to belittle him, even as Thomas nodded slowly and gulped. Handing him a condom, he walked right where the ropes suspended her, lowering her to the ground so that she could be within the elevation of his pants. "You promised that you would suck me off...why not do just that, slut?" he asked, taking out a wide ring gag, "Just act like a hole...that's all you really are, ain't that right, Thomas?" Thomas didn't respond of course, slowly tearing away the cover of the condom as he slid it around his manhood, slowly walking her way as Adam unzipped his pants. "Use your tongue well, bitch." he said, thrusting his hard, live cock right in her open-gagged mouth, grasping the ropes to make her budge forward.
Thomas was openly shocked...yet aroused by the scene that took place. "Mhmm...that's good." he panted, biting his lip. "Come on, Thomas, stick it in deep! Either in her pussy or asshole!" he said, smiling as he half-forced the blow job onto her, as Thomas, bashfully walked behind her....
"S-stop this." he asked, prompting a confused look from Adam. While he was indeed trembling, he stood tall, unaware that the bulge was showing quite a bit. "S-she needs a break...j-just untie her...please." he asked, almost in a pleading manner. No! She wasn't meat, she wasn't a fuckhole or whatever he may think of her as...she was Robin Winter, a cheery girl studying hard to become a Veterinarian.
Adam turned his way, telling him "Your cock is convincing me otherwise...I know you want to bite off a good chunk from this slab of flesh." he said, spanking her rear to illicit a soft gasp. "T-t-...that's not true..." Thomas denied it, yet even he couldn't deny the truth: his body was showing it. Adam put back his hardness and zipped up his pants, concerned that his erection was slowly dying out. He walked right up to Thomas, going by his side.
"See, that is your girlfriend. She's that pretty girl in College everyone wants to date. I don't know how she ended up with you, but she's perfectly alright with it. Her hands are beginning to fall asleep, but no matter what, she enjoys suffering...isn't that right, slut?" he asked, expecting only the response he knew she would go by: Yes. "See? She's enjoying this...just take out your dick and stick it in her pussy...you've done sex before, right?"
Adam did his best to belittle him, even as Thomas nodded slowly and gulped. Handing him a condom, he walked right where the ropes suspended her, lowering her to the ground so that she could be within the elevation of his pants. "You promised that you would suck me off...why not do just that, slut?" he asked, taking out a wide ring gag, "Just act like a hole...that's all you really are, ain't that right, Thomas?" Thomas didn't respond of course, slowly tearing away the cover of the condom as he slid it around his manhood, slowly walking her way as Adam unzipped his pants. "Use your tongue well, bitch." he said, thrusting his hard, live cock right in her open-gagged mouth, grasping the ropes to make her budge forward.
Thomas was openly shocked...yet aroused by the scene that took place. "Mhmm...that's good." he panted, biting his lip. "Come on, Thomas, stick it in deep! Either in her pussy or asshole!" he said, smiling as he half-forced the blow job onto her, as Thomas, bashfully walked behind her....
Robin nodded, answering, "I'm only a hole, Sir," and opening her mouth as Adam slipped the ring gag between her soft lips and buckled it behind her head. As Adam slammed his cock into her mouth, the young woman flinched, never having experienced such roughness before; Thomas had always been so gentle, making sure she was content before ever expecting anything in return. Adam was concerned with himself, and his large hands held tightly onto the rope as he pulled out.
"That's right... Use that tongue," he grunted, arching his back forward to press more of his meat into her mouth. She obeyed, rolling it around his length and using the tip of her tongue to gently massage the most sensitive part, right under the tip. And when he pulled out, it made a suctioning noise, leaving a thread of saliva connecting his manhood to her mouth. He pushed it back in, pumping his hips back and forth and looking up to Thomas. "Look at what a slut your girlfriend is!" he jeered gruffly. "Come on... I know you want to fuck her. She wants you to, too."
Indeed, Robin's womanhood was slick with moisture, her clit swollen and nearly scarlet with excitement. Her glazed over eyes were pointed upwards to Adam, but through the ring gag, soft moans were the best she could articulate, "Fuck me, Master..." What instead emitted was "Uck ee aster!" which piqued Adam's curiousity.
"Fuck you faster?" he laughed. "Alright, whore, I'll fuck you faster." With that, he grabbed her head roughly and slammed his manhood into her mouth, sliding down her throat. She squealed in delight and arousal, and just a little bit of discomfort- but a practiced gag reflex prevented her from sputtering onto his penis. She whimpered helplessly, bound to the two men's pleasure, despite how badly one seemed to protest it. But she loved it- being used and treated like a sex and pain object, meant only for the pleasure of her Master and her Sir. Her body didn't lie- nipples firm, womanhood wet, eyes glazed over and a smile forcing its way around the ring gag. She was in ecstasy, a dream state, a fantasy she had only dreamed about for years.
"That's right... Use that tongue," he grunted, arching his back forward to press more of his meat into her mouth. She obeyed, rolling it around his length and using the tip of her tongue to gently massage the most sensitive part, right under the tip. And when he pulled out, it made a suctioning noise, leaving a thread of saliva connecting his manhood to her mouth. He pushed it back in, pumping his hips back and forth and looking up to Thomas. "Look at what a slut your girlfriend is!" he jeered gruffly. "Come on... I know you want to fuck her. She wants you to, too."
Indeed, Robin's womanhood was slick with moisture, her clit swollen and nearly scarlet with excitement. Her glazed over eyes were pointed upwards to Adam, but through the ring gag, soft moans were the best she could articulate, "Fuck me, Master..." What instead emitted was "Uck ee aster!" which piqued Adam's curiousity.
"Fuck you faster?" he laughed. "Alright, whore, I'll fuck you faster." With that, he grabbed her head roughly and slammed his manhood into her mouth, sliding down her throat. She squealed in delight and arousal, and just a little bit of discomfort- but a practiced gag reflex prevented her from sputtering onto his penis. She whimpered helplessly, bound to the two men's pleasure, despite how badly one seemed to protest it. But she loved it- being used and treated like a sex and pain object, meant only for the pleasure of her Master and her Sir. Her body didn't lie- nipples firm, womanhood wet, eyes glazed over and a smile forcing its way around the ring gag. She was in ecstasy, a dream state, a fantasy she had only dreamed about for years.
Adam's breaths became more pronounced, just by how roughly he handed Robin one could tell that he was increasingly aroused by how well she gave head. Yes, a blow job often sated her libido without the need of going through sex, especially when he needed rest after a long day's work. H-hey! He needed a break at times too! While sex was indeed thrilling and pleasurable, it did take a considerable amount of effort, effort that would sometimes have him waking up sore and deprived of sleep. However, his hardness still remained erect, especially where he could see her moist, juicy and full folds, aroused from the torture she endured before hand.
All this time sex with the two of them was passionate even though it was plain and casual in comparison to this...but this one time, with lust quickening his heartbeat, he thrust right into her pussy, grasping around her waist as he thrust inside, feeling her fleshy walls almost embrace his manhood as it tightened around his cock. "A-a..ahh..." he moaned, unable to keep his mouth shut as he began to thrust with the flow, allowing Adam to first guide it forcing her mouth to his cock, only for Thomas to thrust once again right up against her pussy.
Breathing rising in tempo, he had never felt so...good! How long had it been since they had sex, especially when he began taking more night shifts? "Are you ready to take my load, cunt?" asked Adam behind bated breath, "Well then...haaa..hua...ahh..uughhaa!" he moaned, his face looking rather...heavenly as he burst, filling her through and her mouth with his masculine fluids. Sighing, he slowly pulled out his hardened cock, a dribble of semen right onto the head of his trimmed penis. "Lick all that cum away...good girls don't waste her Sir's precious seed." he demanded, feeling her feeble tongue softly remove all of the cum dripping from his manhood. Of course some fell to the ground, but he'll have her clean that up soon.
Adam took a breather, then looked at Thomas. "Geez, my Grandfather can do better than that!" he taunted. Yes, Thomas preferred to go steadily, nowhere near the pace Adam had gone or the force he exerted. "Just grasp onto her waist and push in as fast as you can, work it up and have her body swinging like a pendulum. Don't forget to stick it in nice and deep...she likes being penetrated like that." Of course Adam didn't know this, he simply assumed so just to taunt her. "Isn't that right, meat?" he asked, as he pushed her backwards, causing Thomas to thrust his manhood deeper than usual, the rhythm was set and Thomas obeyed...penetrating his slave at a speed faster than how he would normally bone her. As he cleaned up, he took out a cat-o-nine tails just as Thomas cocked his head back, his face looked rather magnificent as he pulled out his cock, milking the condom with a pouch full of semen.
All this time sex with the two of them was passionate even though it was plain and casual in comparison to this...but this one time, with lust quickening his heartbeat, he thrust right into her pussy, grasping around her waist as he thrust inside, feeling her fleshy walls almost embrace his manhood as it tightened around his cock. "A-a..ahh..." he moaned, unable to keep his mouth shut as he began to thrust with the flow, allowing Adam to first guide it forcing her mouth to his cock, only for Thomas to thrust once again right up against her pussy.
Breathing rising in tempo, he had never felt so...good! How long had it been since they had sex, especially when he began taking more night shifts? "Are you ready to take my load, cunt?" asked Adam behind bated breath, "Well then...haaa..hua...ahh..uughhaa!" he moaned, his face looking rather...heavenly as he burst, filling her through and her mouth with his masculine fluids. Sighing, he slowly pulled out his hardened cock, a dribble of semen right onto the head of his trimmed penis. "Lick all that cum away...good girls don't waste her Sir's precious seed." he demanded, feeling her feeble tongue softly remove all of the cum dripping from his manhood. Of course some fell to the ground, but he'll have her clean that up soon.
Adam took a breather, then looked at Thomas. "Geez, my Grandfather can do better than that!" he taunted. Yes, Thomas preferred to go steadily, nowhere near the pace Adam had gone or the force he exerted. "Just grasp onto her waist and push in as fast as you can, work it up and have her body swinging like a pendulum. Don't forget to stick it in nice and deep...she likes being penetrated like that." Of course Adam didn't know this, he simply assumed so just to taunt her. "Isn't that right, meat?" he asked, as he pushed her backwards, causing Thomas to thrust his manhood deeper than usual, the rhythm was set and Thomas obeyed...penetrating his slave at a speed faster than how he would normally bone her. As he cleaned up, he took out a cat-o-nine tails just as Thomas cocked his head back, his face looked rather magnificent as he pulled out his cock, milking the condom with a pouch full of semen.
Robin had never felt Thomas climax so fast before- and she had never felt so close herself, without someone directly stimulating her clit. Still, feeling him finally thrust into her hard gave her the push over the edge she needed, and her entire body shook with pleasure, erupting in a wave of ecstasy that began with her clit and shook her body with the electric satisfaction that shot through her fingertips. She arched her back, tense for a moment, then relaxed completely, helplessly bound and in pure excitement- a state of tranquility that she had never before experienced to such a degree.
While Thomas collected himself, Adam gently began swatting her behind, but seeing that she was mostly unresponsive, having hit her peak, he laid down the whip and began untying her. He was out of breath, sweaty, and drained of all energy. To him, Robin had never looked prettier; perspiration formed at her hairline, and her tears had created a muddy effect on her face from her makeup. She looked used and worn out, and though Adam wanted to play some more, he also understood that she needed a rest. He decided to let Thomas take care of her; he wasn't into all that comforting shit.
Having finally released Robin from her suspension, he helped ease her down so that she lay on the floor, panting and sprawled out. "Alright," he panted, standing back up and putting his hands on his hips, bending over for a moment to catch his breath. "Alright..."
Robin closed her eyes and whispered, "Thomas? Will you come lay beside me?" breathlessly.
While Thomas collected himself, Adam gently began swatting her behind, but seeing that she was mostly unresponsive, having hit her peak, he laid down the whip and began untying her. He was out of breath, sweaty, and drained of all energy. To him, Robin had never looked prettier; perspiration formed at her hairline, and her tears had created a muddy effect on her face from her makeup. She looked used and worn out, and though Adam wanted to play some more, he also understood that she needed a rest. He decided to let Thomas take care of her; he wasn't into all that comforting shit.
Having finally released Robin from her suspension, he helped ease her down so that she lay on the floor, panting and sprawled out. "Alright," he panted, standing back up and putting his hands on his hips, bending over for a moment to catch his breath. "Alright..."
Robin closed her eyes and whispered, "Thomas? Will you come lay beside me?" breathlessly.
Thomas was reeling from the sheer pleasure that overcame him. T-th...that was thrilling! Not once had he had sex that satisfying! So gratifying yet so...pleasing! Standing with his now flaccid penis, he panted as he watched Robin being eased down slowly, almost collapsing. She had endured so much...her arms were discolored to a light darkish red, her butt and her thighs were a slight crimson from where the whips struck and the makeup dripped almost from her eyes. She stank of drool, cum and sweat, yet not once in his life did he ever find her this...arousing.
Adam handed him a blanket, as he took out a cigarette and walked right outside. "Here..." Thomas whispered, softly spreading out the blanket as he placed it around her vulnerable, naked and weary body. "I love you." he softly whispered, leaning in for a kiss despite smelling rather...musky, perhaps from swallowing Adam's load. His embrace softly bringing warmth to her, he then asked "How long have you had these fantasies...the desire to be tied up?" he asked. Not once had he taken BDSM seriously, thinking it was just a 'phase' she was having.
But...after seeing the ecstasy in her eyes, he never doubted that she wanted this kind of treatment. Even though it felt so wrong...if this was what she wanted, Thomas would provide. Even though he didn't know much in this world...he will always be there. "Wanna come to the living room for some tea?" asked Adam from behind the door. Thomas held out his hand, helping her up and letting her settle on the sofa.
Adam handed him a blanket, as he took out a cigarette and walked right outside. "Here..." Thomas whispered, softly spreading out the blanket as he placed it around her vulnerable, naked and weary body. "I love you." he softly whispered, leaning in for a kiss despite smelling rather...musky, perhaps from swallowing Adam's load. His embrace softly bringing warmth to her, he then asked "How long have you had these fantasies...the desire to be tied up?" he asked. Not once had he taken BDSM seriously, thinking it was just a 'phase' she was having.
But...after seeing the ecstasy in her eyes, he never doubted that she wanted this kind of treatment. Even though it felt so wrong...if this was what she wanted, Thomas would provide. Even though he didn't know much in this world...he will always be there. "Wanna come to the living room for some tea?" asked Adam from behind the door. Thomas held out his hand, helping her up and letting her settle on the sofa.
Robin had finally crashed, fell to earth like a fallen angel, awakened in the reality of what had just happened. She closed her eyes, letting the session sink in, and letting the realization of the pain she had just felt drift from her mind. In fact, the pain itself seemed to be fading at an exponential rate; by the time she had settled onto the sofa, all the pain had disappeared, and what was left was satisfaction- pure, unadulterated satisfaction, with a dash of gratitude mixed in.
She had eased herself down as though she were in real pain, but in fact, she felt the most relaxed she had ever been in her entire life. Her entire body was loose and uninhibited not just from the climax, but from the gratification of subspace. Still, she wondered how Thomas felt about all this. It pestered her to think of his reluctance, but he still came- that was a good sign, right? Robin wondered.
"I bet you have some questions," she whispered with a weary smile to him.
Adam chimed in. "Pretty fuckin' hot, wasn't it?" he laughed, taking a drag from his cigarette.
Robin's eyes floated up to meet Thomas's as he hovered over her. "I've always wanted to serve, Tommy... ever since I first became sexual."
She had eased herself down as though she were in real pain, but in fact, she felt the most relaxed she had ever been in her entire life. Her entire body was loose and uninhibited not just from the climax, but from the gratification of subspace. Still, she wondered how Thomas felt about all this. It pestered her to think of his reluctance, but he still came- that was a good sign, right? Robin wondered.
"I bet you have some questions," she whispered with a weary smile to him.
Adam chimed in. "Pretty fuckin' hot, wasn't it?" he laughed, taking a drag from his cigarette.
Robin's eyes floated up to meet Thomas's as he hovered over her. "I've always wanted to serve, Tommy... ever since I first became sexual."
"C-can I get some water?" he asked kindly, prompting a sigh from Adam as he pointed to the fridge. Couldn't he just get it himself? Subsequently Thomas stood up and poured himself some, handing a glass towards Robin. All that drooling and moaning...it must have made her dehydrated! Thomas still couldn't believe all that...to think that he so shamelessly fucked Robin right in front of a total stranger...given a blow job by her forcefully, nonetheless! When asked if he liked it, he nodded weakly. He...didn't quite know what to make of BDSM, it did seem very erotic, but only because it had been the first time he had been in one such scene. Rope and bondage was never something he considered: sure he got this tingle whenever she would be tied up playing Cowboys and Indians when they were young...but it never went this far.
"I...It was okay." he admitted, showing his indecisive nature. However, when Robin did say she...had yearned to serve, it confused him. "Y-you mean like w-what happened? With the ropes and all?" he sounded sheepish, as if embarrassed to refer to the little play session they had for it's name. When the inevitable had been answered, Thomas flustered lightly, not sure how to take it.
Adam, of course, sighed exasperatedly. Unlike anyone else, he didn't hide his contempt for his spinelessness. Thomas did feel intimidated by his presence and his naked girlfriend wearing nothing more than a blanket keeping her naked body warm... He decided to start with the basics. "W-what is...this BDSM thing anyways?" he asked. of course he knew what it was, but he never got around to reading the whole of it.
"A-and...who are you?' he asked, curiously towards Adam. He wasn't quite sure just how or why they were so intimate, as if...having known each other. So many things Thomas didn't know...and he didn't even seem the least angry that another man had enjoyed himself with his own girlfriend!
"I...It was okay." he admitted, showing his indecisive nature. However, when Robin did say she...had yearned to serve, it confused him. "Y-you mean like w-what happened? With the ropes and all?" he sounded sheepish, as if embarrassed to refer to the little play session they had for it's name. When the inevitable had been answered, Thomas flustered lightly, not sure how to take it.
Adam, of course, sighed exasperatedly. Unlike anyone else, he didn't hide his contempt for his spinelessness. Thomas did feel intimidated by his presence and his naked girlfriend wearing nothing more than a blanket keeping her naked body warm... He decided to start with the basics. "W-what is...this BDSM thing anyways?" he asked. of course he knew what it was, but he never got around to reading the whole of it.
"A-and...who are you?' he asked, curiously towards Adam. He wasn't quite sure just how or why they were so intimate, as if...having known each other. So many things Thomas didn't know...and he didn't even seem the least angry that another man had enjoyed himself with his own girlfriend!