The Journey of Jade
Pretty much my whole life I've had a shitty sex life. I use the word shitty
because that best describes it. Lousy just isn't a strong enough adjective. My
husband was a five hump chump which was significantly better than the two hump
chump before him.
When we split up after four years of marriage, my next candidate had to fill the
number one priority for me: Lots of Good Sex. I had been having a maximum of
once a month at that point and I figured I had a lot of sex to catch up on.
I lived in a small town at that time and there were absolutely no candidates for
dating. Out of curiosity I began perusing the internet for personal ads. My
first stop was Yahoo! Personals. I went through what seemed like hundreds and
then one really stuck out to me. I decided to spend the twenty bucks and reply
to this one. I didn't hear anything over the weekend and thought it would be
wise you to use my one months subscription and see if there was anyone
interested in replying to me. I responded to a few more.
Monday rolled around and I got a response! I was thrilled. I immediately wrote
back. When he responded again, he left his name; Aire, his phone number and
told me to call. Not much more than that, just call me. I didn't really want
to call because I couldn't breathe through my nose and sounded stupid. I told
him I would rather not and why but he was adamant. Either call or nothing. So
I did. We spoke for a long time and he told me things about his sex life that
made my eyes widen. I was a little bit scared and a lot intrigued.
We agreed to meet the next day in a public place where I lived. It was winter
and the roads sucked but he assured me with his Explorer he would have no
trouble.
I got to the bar a little early and choose a seat with a view of the door. It
was at the very end of the bar, at least 30 feet from the door and exactly
opposite the entry insuring a very good view. I was quite pleased with my
vantage point when he arrived, I had plenty of time to assess him and determined
that his photo was very accurate. I had no idea how often people lie on the
internet this being my first venture but I felt like I got lucky.
I was hooked almost immediately. He was very handsome and had a disarming smile
that was magnetic. He was also very confident and self assured...my favorite
qualities in men. I didn't know at the time that the type of guy I had always
been attracted to was Dominant.
Being that I was a woman in my very early thirties, I was quite horny from
months of no sex and we ended up going the hour back to his place. He was in
public relations so he had no problems chatting while we drove and I found it
very easy to talk to him.
When we got back to his house he poured us both a drink and then led the way to
his bedroom. I was quite shocked when we entered. His bed was a mass of
pillows. It was not girlish because of the pillows, the deep blues and red made
it still very masculine. It reminded me of what I thought a harem bed might
look like.
Once over the preoccupation with his bed, I didn't know what to do so I perched
nervously on the edge of the bed. He seemed amused with my obvious discomfort
but he didn't hesitate to make himself comfortable leaning back against the mass
of pillows.
I nervously gulped my drink. I suddenly thought I had lost my mind. What am I
doing in the bedroom of a guy I just met?!?! My hormones have taken control of
my judgment, I thought. As though sensing his prey was about to bolt, he rose
from his position and came around to where I was seated.
He leaned over me, kissing me and eased me backward while he laid on top of me.
Before I knew it I was naked and flipped over doggie style. His hands were
grasping my shoulders and he was fucking me like I had never been fucked. I
thought his dick was going to come out my throat and I loved it. This was what
I had been missing, the feeling that I had definitely been fucked. Sex with my
ex's, my pussy didn't even know they'd been and gone it was so short.
Suddenly, I felt him smack my ass. I was startled. I couldn't remember ever
having my ass smacked before. Of course, there was no time to smack my ass
before either. I was strangely aroused by this ass smacking sensation. Every
time he smacked me the more I moaned. I was loving this!
By the time he stopped and told me, "Go in the closet and get my belt." I was
drunk on ecstasy, not the drug the feeling. He could have told me to go get a
jack hammer and I wouldn't have blinked.
When I returned with the belt he said, without a trace of a smile, "Get on your
hands and needs."
I was going to faint. Those words were so powerfully to my already aroused
brain, I felt like the blood loss to my head was going to make me pass out. I
quickly did as he instructed and was rewarded with the intense feeling of the
belt whipping my ass. I felt no pain whatsoever. The state of arousal I was in
made me feel nothing but pleasure. I had never felt so possessed by pleasure.
After at least a dozen lashes with the belt, he climbed behind me grabbed my
hair in his fist and fucked me until I screamed out a rather loud orgasm. I had
never come during intercourse before. I was truly amazed. The novelties of the
entire evening had me instantly addicted.
I spent practically every day after this with Air and shortly moved in with him.
He continued to use his belt during sex and being the naive person I was, I had
no idea that this might be just the tip of the iceberg.
At the time I met Aire, I owned a restaurant and was quite content with my lot
in life. After dinner at the restaurant one night, he asked me to sit at one of
the empty tables because he wanted to talk. He was offered a position in Texas
and asked if I'd go with him. We talked about what I would do down there and he
said, 'You don't have to do anything. I make a lot of money, take it easy or do
whatever you want.' It took a little bit of reassurance but I didn't even
think twice. I said, 'Yes.' A few months later, I closed the restaurant and
moved the 1,900 miles from Upstate, New York to Texas.
One night shortly after our move, I returned from the store and found Aire in
the bedroom. He had lit candles and the flicker on the walls was very romantic.
He said, "Get us both a drink and come in here." I didn't hesitate, beaming
happily about the romantic guy I had found, I got us both a drink and returned.
We finished our drinks and he told me to lay in the middle of the bed. I did.
He pulled a blindfold out from behind him and asked if I trusted him? Without
needing to think, I said, 'Yes.' Aire slipped the blindfold over my head and
then I felt him pull my left arm up and cuff it. I didn't know what was going
on but I was thinking, 'Cool. Kinda kinky.'
In no time he had my arms and legs cuffed to the massive bed and I was spread
eagle. I felt him sit down on the bed next to me and he began to squeeze the
breast closest to him. Out of nowhere I felt extreme heat on the nipple he was
not squeezing. I gasped. It took a second to realize that the candles he had
lit were for more than just mood lighting.
Next, I felt the hot wax on the breast he was squeezing. I felt it completely
cover my nipple and drip down the curve of my breast. 'Oh, shit that was hot.'
I thought. I didn't like it. "umm, I don't think I like that." I said.
As he was squeezing both of my breasts in his hands I heard him say, "You
haven't given it a chance."
I didn't know quite how to respond so I said nothing. I felt the bed rise when
he did and I heard him leave the room.
When he returned I felt him put his hands on my pussy and he began stroking the
slit. My pussy was wet almost instantly and I was bucking my hips up to meet
his hand striving for more stimulation on my clit. Instead I felt his fingers
go to my ass. They seemed unusually cold. He was rubbing the bud of my ass in
light circular motions. I could feel my body tense. I had never had anyone
touch my ass before and I was uncomfortable.
"Relax, I promise I won't feel a thing." I heard Aire say, laughing.
The next thing I knew he was sliding something very cold into my ass. It didn't
take long to figure out that it was an ice cube. The second after I figured out
that I had an ice cube in my ass and felt the incredible sensations it caused, I
exploded to orgasm. When I returned to earth I could vaguely feel something
else pressing against my ass but it was still somewhat numb from the ice. I
could feel it in a second though because my ass was stretching around whatever
was pressing into it. Instantly, I was incredibly aroused again. I couldn't
believe having someone manipulate my ass would make me hornier than I'd ever
been.
I was barely paying attention to the discomfort of having this foreign object
invading my ass. I was hypnotized by the helplessness of my position and having
things done to me that I never dreamed of letting someone do. The helplessness
was intoxicating.
I felt the thing finally come to a resting spot. I was later told that it was a
butt plug. Something I had never heard of. Once the plug was in place, and my
ass was feeling very full, I felt and heard it being inflated. My ass was
unbelievably full. Then he turned on the vibrator. I was barely aware that he
was in the room anymore. I felt like I was in a different world. My own little
world where nothing was really in focus. Everything was just a little beyond my
ability to concentrate. For a moment anyway.
"I need to cum, baby." I said.
Aire said to me in a tone very different than what I was used to, "Beg."
I had absolutely no problem begging. I was so horny I didn't have a single
inhibition. As a matter of fact, the begging part was a turn on too.
"Please make me come, baby." I begged. Squirming on the bed with the very
inflated plug in my ass, trying to get my thighs close enough together to make
me cum.
"You can beg better than that, can't you?" He asked. "I think you can. When
you convince me you really want to cum I'll let you cum."
"Baby, please I'll do anything to cum. Please, please, please make me cum." I
begged. I meant it too. At that point I would do anything to cum. I was out
of control.
"Say, Sir." I heard him say.
"Sir." I parroted.
"Beg me again, but call me Sir." He replied in voice that implied, "Duh."
"Sir, please, please, please make me cum."
"Now, ask if you may cum and say Sir." He instructed.
I would have called him uncle if he told me to. I didn't care as long as I
came.
"Sir, can I cum please?" I begged/asked.
"Better." He said, in a bored tone. "But we'll have to work on it."
"You can come if you can, during this next part." He said with a small chuckle.
I could feel him scrape the wax off my nipples and I felt something sticky being
applied to them. I couldn't tell if it was tape of what it was. I didn't pay a
lot of attention to it though the vibrating, full feeling in my ass had most of
my attention.
What happened next caught all of my attention though. I suddenly knew why he
said, if you can. I felt a buzz in both of my nipples and the buzz was getting
stronger. Every time he shocked me, my back levitated off the bed causing my
tits to arch toward the ceiling. My begging now took on a different tone.
"Please no stop." I begged.
"Who are you talking to?" He barked.
I knew what he wanted and quickly said, "Sir, please stop." I blurted, on the
verge of tears.
"I'll turn it down a bit, but give it a chance. Agreed?" Aire said in a tone
that wasn't waiting for my approval.
Not wanting to be thought of as a wussy, I agreed anyway.
I felt him climb between my legs and his dick thrust in my pussy. My ass was
blown up so far by the inflatable plug it was difficult to get his dick in me.
Once he had his dick fully thrust in me, I could feel him begin again with the
electricity. Every time he thrust in the unit would send current to my nipples
causing me to arch my back and tighten all of my muscles, including my vaginal
muscles.
"Do you realize I just made your body absolutely perfect for fucking?" He asked
quite frankly.
I didn't realize it until he said it but I was a sex machine. He had
manipulated my body to the way it would feel best for him to fuck it. My ass
was blown up to make my pussy extremely tight and it was tight normally. My
breasts were being shocked to cause me to tighten my pussy even further and arch
my back to meet him. I had never been used so carefully in my life.
The thought that my body had just been turned into a piece of equipment perfect
for fucking made me incredibly turned on again and almost easy to ignore the
shock and pain. I started breathing faster and moaning, making it obvious I had
gotten over my prior hesitance.
"Don't you dare cum without permission or this TENS unit is going to the max."
He said in a steely voice that made me believe he meant what he said.
"Please may I cum, Sir?" I begged again desperately.
"When I am through with you you can cum, slut." Aire ordered, thrusting harder
and faster into my wet pussy.
I heard his breath become faster and heard him begin to groan and then felt warm
liquid all over the front of me. His cum had left a trail from my face to my
pussy.
Aire climbed off of me he untied my right hand and said, "Cum, slut."
He didn't bother to stop the TENS unit or the vibrating plug, if I wanted to cum
it was going to be his way. The way he was controlling me was mind boggling, I
frantically began rubbing my clit and within moments came fiercely.
"Good slut." He said. "You'll learn nicely. Let's Begin." He winked and
smiled.
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