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The Transition 5
I left the egg vibrating at its lowest level during our trip back to her house and I caught her squeezing her legs together, trying to bring herself to climax. I smiled at her in the dim light from the street lamps which illuminated the back of the cab and said,
"Tut, tut, my pet, you know that you are only to cumm with my permission or on my command? I think maybe a few stripes with the cane should be an apt reminder, don't you?"
She looked into my eyes and I saw a mixture of guilt, shyness and longing. She wanted my punishment, to show me how submissive she could be with the right Master and I intended to prove to her that I could fulfill that role. She replied in her quiet voice, "Yes Master, pet deserves whatever punishment you see fit to give her, but this egg is driving me crazy and I'm afraid that I'll explode if I don't climax soon"
"Patience my pet, patience, when God made time he made plenty of it and I promise you that you will be begging me to stop making you cumm, before the night is over" I held her close to me and turned off the vibrating device which was causing her so much frustration.
I helped her from the taxi and while I paid the driver, Minx opened the door and stood inside the doorway as if listening for something and when I asked her what was wrong, she said nothing was wrong, it was just so strange for her not to hear the hubbub of her normally very busy house. I took her hand, led her through to the kitchen and told her to be thankful that it was so quiet, or we might not have had this opportunity to have two days alone.
I was beginning to feel nervous about how to get started with the Dom/sub scene that we were both so keen to act out and I think she instinctively knew this, got me a beer from the fridge and said,
"If Master would like to drink this, then pet will go upstairs and await his pleasure"
I gave her a grateful look and nodded that I would be with her shortly. It took all of five minutes to consume the cold beer, find a container of ice cubes, to use later and make my way up the stairs. Smiling, I paused to glance at her clothes, neatly folded outside the bedroom door. I opened it and as masterfully as I could, I strode inside.
She was standing near the St. Andrew's cross, in the 'ready for inspection' pose, the soft candlelight flickering across her body and her nipples already stiff with anticipation. The setting was perfect, I went over to her, ran my hands all over her body, finishing with my hand cupping her naked sex and said,
"Thank you my pet, now you may undress me"
Her hands were gentle as she slowly divested me of my few clothes and soon I was as naked as her, with my manhood as hard as her nipples, if not harder. I had kept the palm of my hand on her mons the whole time, my fingers strumming over her erect clitoris and feeling the wetness of her juices. I reached inside her with two fingers and removed the egg which had been tormenting her the whole evening. I placed it on the table and picked up my flogger. It was a work of art and even if I say so myself, quite menacing to look at. The handle I had made to the shape and size of my penis, bound with black leather, which gave it a ridged appearance, it could also be used as a very effective dildo.
I let the tails trail over her breasts, stomach and thighs and watched as her body trembled. She gulped a huge breath of air as I swished it beside her and then presented it to her for a kiss. That done, I turned her to face the cross and using the attached restraints; I soon had her spread eagled and helpless before me. The muscles in her buttocks tightened in anticipation, my arm went back and,
"Thwack" I laid my first ever stripe over her soft mounds, followed by two more in quick succession and then paused to run my free hand over the livid red marks. She moaned slightly as my gentle touch eased away the stinging sensation, helped by my fingers sliding over her damp labia and tweaking her erect clitoris. I delivered three more strokes of the flogger, slightly lower this time, on the sensitive area between the tops of her stockings and her glowing red ass cheeks. I repeated my rubbing of the affected areas, always returning to her pussy and clit, which were becoming nice and juicy.
By the time I had been up to her shoulders and back to her quivering buttocks, the merest touch of my finger between her legs nearly sent her over the edge. I released the ankle and wrist cuffs and retied her with her back to the cross. I ran the handle of my flogger from her mouth, down her stomach, slowly passed it along her slit and back to her mouth again and said,
"Kiss it again my pet, taste your arousal as I will from your sweet lips" She touched the wet head of the handle with her tongue and lips; I took her head between my hands and kissed her deeply. I stepped back and admired her while reaching for the nipple clamps on the table, there was no need to play with her nipples as they were already rock hard, so attaching the clamps was easy and I saw the look of pure pleasure in her eyes as I locked them in place.
On the table was some silk cord which I tied to the chain between the clamps, passed it between Minx's legs and tied the other end to her new choker. The combination of the clamps pulling on her tender nipples, the cord tight against her erect clit and the pressure on the choker, meant that any movement would cause even more discomfort.
I started with the tops of her thighs, still pausing after every three strokes to massage and tease her. Gradually I made my way up her quivering body until my next target was her proud breasts and so far she had made very little movement. The next swing caught her right across her tender nipples and she jerked her head up quickly, tightening the silk cord and causing it to bite into her swollen clit. She cried out in both pain and pleasure and awaited the next blow longingly. I didn't disappoint her and repeated this two more times. After which, I ran my nails slowly over her tormented flesh and she had to use every ounce of restraint not to beg me to allow her to cumm.
I sensed that she had had enough of the flogger and it was also time to remove the wicked clamps from her aching nipples. The ice cubes had not had time to thaw completely so I popped a couple in my mouth, released her from the silk cord and nipple tormentors and as the blood flowed back into her buds, I took each between my ice cold lips and sucked gently. My fingers and thumb were rolling her rope abused clit at the same time and as the sensations she was getting from my lips hit her, so a veritable flood of juices soaked my hand and I knew that she couldn't hold out much longer.
She was shivering slightly as I removed the ankle and wrist restraints and I helped her across to the bed on unsteady legs. I laid her on her back, knees bent and parted widely, allowing me to stare into her unprotected sex and I bent forward and whispered in her ear,
"Thank you my pet, you did well, Master is very pleased with you tonight and now you may cumm when you are ready!"
She was about to reply when I thrust my aching manhood deep inside her and cut her off with a passionate kiss. I needed release every bit as much as she did and as her legs locked around my back and her heels pulled me in deeper, I felt the first of her climaxes overcome her natural instinct to wait for permission. I followed very soon after when her teeth bit down hard into my neck to stifle her joyous cries of release and I repaid the compliment by leaving my mark on her tender breast.
I rolled off her and pulled her tightly against me, her leg over mine, head against my shoulder and my arm protectively around her shoulders, we drifted off to sleep, to dream of what would happen when we awoke.
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