Forbidden things has secret charm

A Bike is like sex, it’s always an ultimate experience when it’s loud and dirty.

Sunday night, she sits with droplets of water beating against the windows. The occasional light and clash of thunder, it seems to be the perfect symphony for the mixture of emotions that run through her. Nervous, wondering if she has the nerve to act on what she wants. The thought of failure and success alike send her heart into rapid over drive. She looks over at her perfectly designed outfit resting in her chair. A nice thigh length skirt, solid black, a white low button top and thin lace bra designed to tease not cover with a pair of clean white panties that match. Once again designed to tease not cover. Sure that she's made the right choice she rolls into her sheets, pulling a pillow between her legs. The droplets once harsh, now like her heart have slowed. A nice soft beat drifting her off to sleep as they tink against the glass. The night before was harsh as the rain fell, as it continues. The clouds defy the sun today. Lightly shaded clouds of gray continue to pour down onto the apartment. It doesn't even seem to phase her. She dresses and rushes to restaurant. Dashing through water puddles, all she can focus on is putting one foot in front of the other. Rushing in attempt to be the first in restaurant she clings to his jacket keeping safe from the weather. Being first will provide her the moment she needed to return it to me and a moment to hold my attention without the watchful eyes of the others. As she opens the door she almost skips like a girl playing hopscotch. I not in the restaurant yet, though sitting front and center was a more eager than she was to get there. She stands for a moment hoping to catch me through the door, a good plan.

With warm welcome and loneliness in crowded restaurant , enough Atmosphere to talk.I know this look you give me I have a gift. I can see it all around you like a little wicked carmic wave of need and craving. So thick I can smell it in the air. But you don't know me, and I'm not the gentle kind." Words that maker begin to melt into her seat. "I'm an animal of a different nature. You spent the time teasing me, I know you think you know what you want. But you don't know me, and I'm not the gentle kind." Words that maker begin to melt into her seat.She can't stand it as she taps her toes against the floor she can feel the words escape. "I do know what I want, and I know you can't say it. But I can, I want you to fuck me Dr. Love. So hard." She can hear the words though she can't even believe she said them. The words are so incredibly bolder than she's ever been, but she feels like she's boiling over, she can’t stop them. I does give her a quick look of dissatisfaction for being interrupted. She immediately halts her sentence. She can tell her request got to me. Aside from his look of his low hidden grumble and grip on the desk edge says it struck a nerve. "I prefer truth over a lie every time. So I give the respect of the truth. So here it is. If I were to do to you the things I do, you'd most certainly break. Make no mistake, the moment I saw those eyes so deep they have galaxies within them I wanted you as well. Something about you speaks to that side of me. But you must understand it wouldn't be fair to you." This isn't what she expected to hear. "Why not?" Her words still filled with attitude. "It's what I want, so how is that not fair. You said at this point in our lives we're all adults." Using his words against me. "It wouldn't be fair because what I do if you didn't break is addictive. It's a mind-bending change in your existence. It is irreplaceable and can not be mimicked by any other. It is addictive, it will be craved for as long as you breathe. Effectively changing your life. You are forever bonded to your first dominant. Many try to compare it to loosing your virginity. This is an extreme understatement in comparison." 

After delicious dinner, invited her to have ice cream in my room.
Immediately after reaching my room, she does have a bit of a temper, and it's ready to show itself again. But before it can "I wouldn't, I punish as well as I reward. Be careful which one you earn. “ She instead gives a quick nod in silence. She rushes out closing the door behind her without saying another word. Better not give me a chance to change my mind.

she can feel how hard her heart beats against her chest. The adrenaline of the moment and the intensity of the conversation had between us causes her vision seem to slide in and out of focus.

She realizes that she made several assumptions. That she understood what his kink is, that she'll be able to handle it. For a moment she worries if she'll actually enjoy it. However, that was the shortest moment of the day. The fantasy slowly shaping into reality is so surreal that it's almost like a dream of it's own. She occasionally drags her nails over her thighs to remind herself that this is her life at the moment. Leaps and bounds away from the girl she was in high college. She didn't even tell anyone her naughty fantasies in college not even her boyfriend at the time. Somehow she knew her bf wouldn't understand them or be able to fill them. From the look in his deep blue eyes to the way the temperature shifted in the room depending on my mood. How powerful I seemed to be, and how exposed she felt. Each giggle and mouth drop only fueled her fire. Their eyes seemed to light the way hers did. She felt connected, understood and yet not judged for what she wants. 

Plato said "you can discover more about a person in an hour of play than a year of conversation"The notion that I'm  going to be the source of so many sensational fantasies clashing together over and over again in orgasmic bliss.

The time spent clasping her collar and her restraints was it's own horrible tease. Time seems to pass so slowly. My fingers lightly trace the lines of her body as i makes my way around her. Light as a feather it almost vanishes it's so soft before floating along her surface elsewhere. It was so unpredictable she has to flex her body to stay in place as ordered. I takes one finger and loops it into her collar, pulling her behind me as she's guided to my master bedroom. Up a small platform on the other side to the room. It's lit with candles and smells like apple pie and vanilla. Every one of her senses are in overdrive. The bed is king with a dark brown wooden frame. Four tall post on each side with steel rings on each side of the post. Top and bottom. She attempts to take in everything around her. If she can observe what i has set out maybe she can partially prepare. One large dresser has a black velvet cloth laid out across it. Lined on top of it various toys, clamps, paddles, whips, and other things she's never seen before. Sitting on the bed were individual rolls of rope.I positions her at the center of the foot of the bed. "Don't move unless I move you. Do you understand?" Another wicked feeling rushes over her as she says "yes Dr.". I sleeps facing the windows, my view of the restaurant from my pillow. The table in the corner of the room full of fresh Cali lilies accented with a few pink roses and baby’s breath. The perfect arrangement. Her favorite flowers. Though she's sure there’s no way I could have known that when I picked them. The only light in the room, provided by candles on random surfaces and moon light. I takes the rope through the inside bottom rings, one end tied to the steel ring of the bed, the other tied to the steel rings in her ankle cuffs. Pulled so tightly she can't close. Each wrist done in the same way. She's at his mercy now. My words were few until now. Only growls as my lips kissed along her neckline, a deep breath as I takes her in. My lips tease her earlobe as my voice rumbles low.

Let's see which one you choose to start with." She ponders for a moment, but she already knew what she wanted. "Punishment Dr" my eyes seem to say as much as my lips. I was surprised by the answer. "As you wish. The safe word is Strawberry. Now say it." The statement overpowered her as she went weak in the knees. Though her ropes held her in place. "Strawberry" I looks her directly in the eyes, "now don't say it again unless you're ready to end the night. Now, lets see what you have in you." I returns with a plastic toy of some sort. It was long and pink, with a large round head on the top and buttons on the side. I gives her a firm strike to her little ass. Causing a clash of skin as my palm bounces off her cheek. The way it shakes sends waves up her body to her head as well as a wave to her toes. They roll along her flesh head to toe until they crash into one another causing her to shake. "That wasn't so bad Dr" hoping to encourage me to give her another one. Maybe she can get two out of the way. I smiles just a little as i informs her "that's not the punishment. That's to make sure you're alert and sensitive for the punishment. I slides his thumb over one button bringing the toy to life. The vibrating so quickly the head of it spins slightly. I scratches along her sides with one hand, teasing her little nipples against the toy with the other. The contrast is more than she can process. The intent to make her focus on the moment, because the moment is all you have. The first lesson. I allows the toy to glide just low enough that it barely touches. She can feel it from her nipples to her toes. One hand slides up her back, my fingers tracing like a snake making a bath my hands wrap into her hair. Twisting slightly, I pulls down, the other hand still gripping the toy was now placed just above her knee along the inner thigh. I slowly glides upwards, pushing a new wave of pleasure in a new direction. Her body's tremble nearly matches the toys vibrations.

"Now for your reward.” i begins to kiss slowly along her neckline, down her body, teasing with my kisses around her breasts. Rolling her nipples between my lips, flicking the tips softly with the tip of my tongue. All the while my finger tips tease scratching lightly, randomly. Never a single sensation to process. Always a multitasker. A slow roll of my tongue followed by a flick and a light nibble. Like music on her flesh and I'm directing a symphony. Both hands now lock slide between her thighs, as I kneels lock around her waist pulling her of her feet as far as her restraints would allow. My arms now hold her in place. Pressed firmly against me. Her pelvis pressed against my lips. She pulls against the restraints harder and harder, testing the strength of my bed, the ropes, and the steel. If only it could have given way. She screams out in the night with the moon like on her back like a wolf. Just before my tongue goes to work i gives her a special tap. This means yes. He traces the ridges of her Labia, as if he were a humming bird drinking her nectar. Slowly i works inward working her lips softly between mine as my tongue teases it's way inside just a little. She squeezes around him and shakes with each masterful stroke. "Please oh please," no tap. She screams and twists but i doesn't give her that single touch that would set her free and give her that reward he promised. "FUCK! OH FUCK! I CAN'T!!!" Faster my lips work, a firm suction against her clit pulling those soft sugar sweet lips further into my mouth as they're teased and massaged. She thrust upwards as she feels her body loose control. The only thing she maintains power over is her orgasm. She's out of her own body otherwise. She can't control the screams, the way her body shakes and twist, the words she says are pure physical reaction given without thought. Like a shot to the system she feels his double tap giving the okay to take what she's needed so very badly for so long. Her back arches, her toes curl and her fingers grip so tightly her nails dig into her own palms. She screams to the sky. "OH MY FUCKING ... YESS!!!!

My muscles spasm over and over and over, her high pitched screams and rush of her juice rolling down my chin can’t break my stride. I gains speed faster and faster with my oral gift. She thought her orgasm had reached it's peak, this is where the top normally is. But the change takes her higher and higher. "Thank you Dr.!!! It doesn't stop, I can't stop cumming!!!!! Her statement changes nothing. The world fades in and out, she feels connected and tuned in ways she can't describe. Even the flex of my shoulders and arms against her feel more intense like she's feeling things for the first time. She falls completely on the strength of her ropes as she moans and giggles and twists. Unable to form words any longer i slowly guides her back down. Kissing softly to push the small aftershocks just a little. Her hair feels like it's individually lit little tubes of light. I steps back, standing her back on her feet now. Allowing her to hang there in her orgasmic little world. Trying to catch her breath and form words. My knots are firm. She hasn't moved and inch. "Now a punishment”, i takes a round wooden paddle from the dresser. Gripping it firmly in hand i gives her the first strike. So firm I can see her flesh roll with the hit. She's as firm as they come, so it was a significant strike. In combination with the after shocks of her orgasm this was something beyond a spanking. "Now that your little body is awake, you'll truly appreciate this particular spanking." Another strike, one cheek then the other. She's still dripping on the floor. Each hit a mixture of amazing pleasure and ringing pain. Each pop a small reminder of what a bad little girl she really is. She want's her spankings. Lifting her ass just a little to make sure i hits my mark. A little is all she can move. But she gives it to me. Hoping it would please me. Eight, Nine, Ten. Her eyes roll back as she remains liquid. She feels my arm wrap around her supporting her as her restraints are released from the bed post. My shirt now on the floor she can finally feels her flesh against me.

The rumble of my pleasure in my voice rolled deep in my chest. I lets her down onto the bed. Now let’s see how your drive to please is. "Suck my cock princess. Convince me that you're the perfect little toy for me." My pants fall to the ground allowing my shaft to spring from it's own restraints. "I'll allow your hands to remain free for this. ... This time. She wraps her hand around hit. Her thumb barely reaches her fingertip in it's effort to wrap around it. She slides down until she feels the head of his cock swell in her mouth. She can't quite fit it all. Slowly she slides down, almost to the base. Using her hand to stroke against her movements. Soft she slides down, rising again with a firm suction and tease of my head. A special pleasure filled her when he would grumble and growl. My thighs tighten. Feeling my hand fight the urge to take her by the hair and take over. Shoving my cock down her the way i want's. The vixen in her wants very much to push me to that place. Better another time, she speeds up faster and faster. She can tell this particular stroke seems to make my body roll in a different way. My cock swells and throbs. "Be a good girl, don't leave a mess." She strokes a bit more firmly. My hand twists into the sheets as he growls out. A much more convincing wolf i makes. She can feel the head swell larger and larger my entire cock seemed to swell at once as he let out something amazingly primal. Shot after shot it swells over and over again. She's not a virgin. She's sucked a cock before but she's never experienced and eruption like that. She takes a page from his book and continues until every shot is released. Slowly she slides back up to the tip, leaving a trail of kisses from where her lips just were while taking the last drop of cum from the head of my cock. "Good girl" We have one more reward, and one more punishment. "I want your cock, Sir. please reward me.” I gives her a smile she can't decide if she likes or not. I rolls her to her back.Connecting her feet to her wrist, sliding a bar from the side of the bed i connects them between her ankles. Keeping her wrist tied to her ankles.

I quickly licks along her lips taking the remaining cum from her vagina for my own personal candy. "Now for your punishment, you may not have my cock. You may not put anything in that little pussy until I say. If you do well it may be your next lesson. Still strapped to the bar she can't stop this bit of attitude. "What!" A quick strike to her little ass still held back by the bar stops anything else she has to say. "Yes Dr". I unlocks each wrist, removing the bar and her ties. " I am pleased princess. You're not going to be able to walk, you'll stay here tonight. I'll wake you in the morning in time for breakfast. She's still riding the clouds back to this reality. But she's coherent enough to nod in agreement as my fingers trace her flesh lightly. Calming her body, taking her from a hurricane of sensations to a warm pool of water. The only sign of the pleasure that still ripples below was the occasional laugh, and twitch of her body. She's never attempted to contain joy like this before. She drifts into a dream, her own magical ride into the rest of the night. Once so firm and unyielding now i'm soft again. Holding her, whispering my praises into her ears. She felt safe in my arms. The bed sinks just enough to cradle them in our own dreamscape. The next morning seems to comes faster than any morning ever has. She wakes up in the bed twisted in the sheets, alone. The smell of coffee and bacon fills the air. She attempts to move from her cotton paradise when she begins to realize the cost of the night before. Everything has a cost. Every muscle she used the night prior revolted against their use this morning

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