“So profitable all round.”
“Very.”
John opened one of the cupboards and lifted out a small plain-wrapped parcel from the top shelf.
“I bought this a few weeks back,” he said while unwrapping it. “It arrived the other day and I’ve been keeping it as a surprise just for today.”
He held up an innocuous-looking gadget about the size of the palm of my hand. One side had a small silicon cover with a hole in it, obviously designed to fit over something. He read from the enclosed brochure and there was a touch of malevolence in his voice.
“It says here you will enjoy ‘a unique and intense experience with the revolutionary pleasure air technology. The soft silicone head provides light suction to the clitoris with pulsating pleasure waves for a completely mind-blowing orgasm’.” He smirked and raised his eyebrows. “Now doesn’t that sound nice?”
I wasn’t sure what to say. John turned it on and held the head over his thumb.
“Mm, nice suction.” He winked. “Let’s go play. Inside and strip.”
Taking my hand, he led me down to the dungeon and opened the door. He stepped aside to let me enter. I walked inside and immediately removed my clothing and assumed the position—on my knees, hands behind me, and eyes down. I heard John close the door, and then he spoke. I loved the way his voiced changed as soon as he entered the dungeon. He became Mr. Forceful. No one would dare to disobey his orders.
“Crawl to the cross.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Over I crawled, kneeled, and waited.
“Face forward.”
“Yes, Sir.”
John shackled my hands and feet to the frame He moved to the wall where some of his implements for striking hung. As I watched, he stripped off his white shirt and dropped it on the floor. I loved the view—his gorgeous body naked from the waist up, those dark pants hugging his hips and emphasizing the growing bulge. He selected a flogger from the wall and then walked behind me.
As always, the first strike had me grimacing, but by the third I was in la-la land. It was blissful as each stroke added to my pleasure. Thank goodness he never expected me to count because I always got completely wrapped up in the sensations, in the arousal. After who knew how many strokes, John freed me and ordered me to my knees again.
He unzipped and held out his cock. I immediately began to suck on it. I loved the way he would take this huge breath as soon as my lips enfolded his dick. He must have been very excited because normally he didn’t let himself come, but tonight he allowed me to suck him off. I wrapped my tongue around, licking the underside as his member slid in and out. He held the back of my head and suddenly pushed in deep with a guttural growl. I almost gagged but managed to drink all his cum as it filled my mouth.
John pulled his cock from my mouth and breathed heavily for a few moments. I remained on my knees and bowed my head, waiting for my Sir to give me an order.
“Stand.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He helped me to get onto our swing. Once again, he fastened my arms and legs. Then he selected a crop. He stood in front of me, his pants askew with his penis hanging. My boobs and thighs were given a thorough work-over. I loved that intense pain-pleasure sensation, the way the pain took me to this amazing threshold of pleasure. I knew it meant when John finally let me come, it would be strong. When he stopped, he used the nipple clamps on my already tender nipples.
Then he held up his new toy.
Switching it on, he held it against my clit. It felt nice as it seemed to gently caress and suck at my clitoris, almost like when he drew it into his mouth—marvelous.
Okay, I can easily handle this.
Then he turned it up a couple of notches.
Fuck!
My eyes widened as I stared at him. He had this maniacal cast to his face, a look of sheer evil delight.
My orgasm began. It erupted across my pussy and continued!
It was as if I had three, four, five orgasms in a continuous row. I screamed loudly, my head whipping back and forth as I yelled. I had never in my life experienced what had happened, but John wasn’t satisfied. It went up one more notch.
My already sensitive clit reacted in a way I’d never thought possible. To say I had another orgasm would be grossly understating it. My whole body shook. I wanted to pull away from the toy but at the same time I wanted to press myself against it. My climax seemed never-ending as it took me to places I could never dream of. I shrieked, I howled. Hell, I was wailing as my eyes rolled back in my head, and, for the second time, I passed out.