1 comments/ 24615 views/ 5 favorites Callie's Story By: AngelSub "Callie, you cannot be serious!" Brianna exclaimed. She was sitting on the couch in the living room of the apartment she shared with Callie but she felt like she had walked into an alternate universe. "I'm very serious." Callie told her best friend. She knew she wouldn't understand but Callie felt she owed it to Brianna to at least try to explain why she had to do this. She knelt on the floor in front of Brianna and looked up into her emerald eyes. "Brie, we have known each other for what seems like forever and I know I can't expect you to understand. Please just try to support me, okay? This is something I have to do for me." Slowly Brie nodded her head leaned forward and hugged Callie, "I don't think I will ever understand, but I'm here if you need me. When do you leave?" Callie hugged her back tears filling her eyes at her friend's unconditional love. "Two weeks." As Callie lay in her bed that night unable to sleep she thought about the events that had led up to that conversation. ***** Callie had always had a sense that there was something different about her. She was painfully shy. She had never really had any female friends with one exception, Brie. But, she always listened to everything going on around her. She remembered when all the other little girls around her were talking about who they would marry and where they would live, she wrote in her diary about having sex. She remembered her brother's friends trying to force her to have sex. She knew it was wrong and it didn't happen, but she remembered the secret thrill of them trying to force her. When Callie got older and did have sex it felt great, but she also felt like something was missing. On a band trip she found out what it was. She was walking around the college campus where the band contest was being held with two band mates that were really good friends. They walked by a side door and sat on some steps, one on each side of her, just enjoying the sun. When Callie had her eyes closed face up to the rays, she felt their hands grab her arms and push her back on the steps. She started struggling but they wouldn't let her go and began unbuttoning her top. She told them no, they ignored her and told her to just relax, that she would enjoy it. They got her top completely undone and then the front clasp on her bra. They each had one of her nipples in their hot mouths when the door above them flew open. The boys didn't stop their exploration of Callie's body they just rolled their eyes up to see who the intruder was. It was a student at the college. Callie could only blush red hot and look at him pleadingly through her lashes. He just stopped for a moment looking at the tableau before him and blinked. His mind finally made sense of what his eyes were telling him. Here was a beautiful girl with two guys on top of her in broad daylight, out in the open no less! "Alright! Go for it!" Her two band mates just smiled at him and went back to work teasing her breasts with tongues and teeth as he walked by. Callie did not think it possible to be any more embarrassed or to feel any more helpless than she did at that moment. As she felt their hands roam over her body she realized something else, she had never been more turned on in her life! After they had finished their teasing they let her up and chided her about being a hot bitch. Callie was quiet the rest of the afternoon mulling over her thoughts and it never entered her mind to turn the boys in for attacking her. This started Callie on a quest. She started asking her boyfriends to restrain her sometimes during sex. Some of them balked at the idea. Some really got into it. When she would go over it later in her mind, relive the experience of being bound, sometimes gagged, helpless to stop them she would always find herself aching and soaking her panties at just the thought of how they took over her body. She found books to read like the 'Beauty Trilogy' and devoured the content, thrilling to the experiences and wondering what it would be like to be a sexual slave. She went on the internet and found a BDSM group in her area that had meetings she could go to. She could learn more in a group environment and see if this was what she really wanted. Callie decided that it was an opportunity that she could not pass up. She had to know more! Callie had been so scared at that first meeting! So shy and here she was at a sex meeting? She sat and listened to the group talk about the issues involving the community and what could be done to improve things. These were things Callie herself had never thought of. It was a very interesting introduction into a whole new and fascinating world. When the 'business' part of the meeting was over it was time for the 'play' part. For Callie, this was an eye-opener as well. A woman was tied to a St. Andrew's cross and a table was brought out with an assortment of toys on it. Callie looked on with wide-eyed wonder as she watched the Dominant female pick up a paddle from the table and caress the submissive across her shoulders. The Domme then moved the paddle down to caress across the rounded ass that seemed to tremble at the delicate pass of the wooden paddle. The Domme's hand reared back and the paddle landed with a resounding thwack on the right cheek of the sub. Callie heard a loud moan escape from the sub as the paddle descended yet again. As Callie watched the sub began to squirm in her bonds and moans became gasps of pleasure. Every few swats the Domme would stop to lightly fondle and pinch the quickly reddening cheeks. The Domme then replaced the paddle on the table and picked up two floggers. With rapt attention, Callie watched as the Domme began to strike blow after blow to the sub's back alternating hands in continuous circular motions. The Domme would alternate the harshness of her strikes, but she never stopped as she went from the sub's shoulders down to her calves. After about twenty minutes, when the entire back of the sub's body was a nice glowing pink and her ass a fiery red the Domme stopped. The sub was squirming as much as she could within the confines of her bonds and panting heavily. The Domme stepped up behind the sub and asked her if she needed to cum now. The entire room could hear her begging to cum. The Domme stepped even closer, rubbing the front of her body against the sub's tender back. She then reached around and began pulling and twisting on the sub's nipples, put a leg between the sub's outstretched legs up against her sex and began to rub and put her lips to the sub's ear. Callie could see the sub's face as the Domme did all this and watched as the sub rode the leg between her thighs. Callie locked eyes with the sub and could almost feel the pleasure as the sub screamed and came until she went limp on the cross. Callie kept going to the meetings and there she met Rick. Rick was her first true experience with a Dom. Callie had seen Rick across the room and wondered who he was. She had actually made a few friends in the group and they were standing around talking one night before the meeting broke up. Callie had felt something and turned to find him staring at her. She had felt drawn to him from the first. He had walked up and introduced himself. Callie had smiled shyly and told him her name. They began talking and when the meeting had broke up they exchanged numbers and Rick had walked her to her car. He had called her a couple of days later and they had talked for a very long time. They discussed their likes and dislikes and what they had and had not done. Callie was too shy to do anything at the parties, but Rick didn't mind. He liked having Callie all to himself. Rick loved to do rope dresses, especially on her big breasts. Callie enjoyed being with Rick and he loved to drape her over his knee and spank her ass until it was very red and hot to the barest touch. Callie discovered that when he did this, her juices would run down her inner thighs. She loved being spanked and she just could NOT get enough of the flogger. It felt so good rushing over her back and biting into her skin. Callie also discovered that although she had always been terrified of knives due to previous experiences, with someone she trusted, they became wonderful instruments when played over her back and up and down her spine. As Callie learned more about herself and what she wanted and more importantly needed, she realized Rick was way too lenient with her. She realized she could talk or distract him out of almost any command he gave her. One night after Callie had left Rick she went home and considered their relationship. She couldn't stay with Rick. She knew that now. She had wheedled and cajoled her way out of almost every command all night long. "You are just so sweet and perfect." He had told her. Well, he wasn't doing either of them any favors she thought. Since that night she had tried with a few other Doms, but it always seemed the same. Callie started spending more time on the computer, going into chat rooms and meeting more of the community than just her home town, which was small. Eventually Callie met a Dom that went by the screen name of the Woodsman. His real name was Brad Cook. They started talking one night about the 'life'. Brad told her how he was looking for a submissive that knew without a doubt that she was a sub. He wanted someone that was willing to at least try anything he wanted to do. He wanted to push a sub to her ultimate limits, to bring her the ultimate pleasure to truly own a sub, body and heart. Brad wrote so passionately about his desires that Callie could not help but be drawn to him. Callie told him about her experiences with the Doms in her area and how she still felt unfulfilled. They talked for hours over several months on what they wanted and didn't want. She couldn't wait to talk to him in the evenings and wanted more. Callie knew internet meetings could be dangerous, but she wanted to be close to this man. Finally the day came when he asked her to come visit him at his home in Colorado. Callie agonized over the decision for a week. Brie told her she was insane to even consider the idea, especially given the purpose. In the end, Callie made the only decision she could. ***** Callie was shaking. Brie was standing with her, waiting at the terminal until her flight was called. "Are you really sure this is what you want Callie?" Brie asked one last time hoping against hope that she would change her mind. Brie was scared for her best friend. They had known each other almost all their lives but this one thing Brie did not understand about Callie. "It's something I have to do Brie. I know you don't believe it's right, but for me it is. To give myself to someone completely and to please him, to make him happy is what I need to make me happy." The flight was called and they hugged one last time. "I love you! I'll call when I get there. Please try not to worry about me." On the plane Callie took her seat and nervously waited for it to take her to her destiny. She had a command to follow on the way there and she looked around her section for prospects. Brad had told her to pick someone on the plane and pleasure them; however she was not to cum herself. She saw a man looking at her from only 3 seats away. He looked promising. Callie knew she looked good and hoped she would please Brad. She was wearing a tight pink button front blouse with the top few buttons undone and a black lace bra peeking out. A short black skirt, thigh highs, a black lace thong, and black four inch heels that wrapped around her ankles completed her clothing. Her silky light brown hair was down to her shoulders and she had made the most of her big sapphire blue eyes with makeup. When they were up in the air and could move on the plane Callie again looked at the man, he was definitely interested. She angled her head towards the bathroom and raised her eyebrows at him. He nodded his head only slightly, then got up and moved to the bathroom. Callie waited a couple of minutes then followed. She knocked on the door lightly. The man opened the door and allowed her room to enter. It was a tight fit, but Callie dropped to her knees and started undoing his belt slowly to tease both of them. She unbuttoned the pants and tantalizingly lowered the zipper letting her hands run over the hardness inside as she did so. As she pushed the pants to his knees she stared at the lovely bulge and gathering wetness on the underwear she revealed. Callie reached up with her hand and gently cupped the sack she could just make out in outline through the material. The man moaned and urged her on. She then moved her head closer and kissed his stomach, moving her lips lower and lower. She reached up and pulled his underwear down running her hands up the backs of his thighs when she had them lowered. She moved her mouth lower and ran her tongue around his groin, not touching his ever growing cock. Slowly she took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it gently, tonguing it, enjoying the feel and weight of it in her mouth. She opened her mouth to release that one to give the other one the same loving attention. When she felt those had received sufficient attention Callie slowly ran her tongue up the underside of his delicious cock before taking it in her hand and engulfing the head in her hot, wet mouth. She could taste the pre cum that was copiously flowing from the man and lapped at it like a cat with cream. Suddenly Callie couldn't take anymore. She went down until her nose was being tickled in his hair and up until just the head was still in her mouth. Then she began to suck on his wonderful cock in earnest. She let the suction of her mouth pull him in and out of her body until he was panting and telling her he was going to cum. At that Callie sucked even harder until he filled her mouth with his delicious cum. She kept him in her mouth until she had every last drop and had cleaned him up. Callie stood and helped him straighten his clothes and spoke her first words to him. "Thank you, Sir." He stared at her and blurted out "but, don't you want me to return the favor? I mean that was incredible!" "I appreciate the offer, but I'm not allowed to cum for now." Callie slipped out of the bathroom and back to her seat as the man was left dumbfounded. As the plane neared its destination, Callie couldn't seem to relax. She checked her makeup to make sure it was perfect and as she stood up to disembark she straightened her blouse and smoothed her skirt. She was so nervous she was shaking again. Was she doing the right thing? Yes, she knew she had to do this. That thought calmed her somewhat. She walked off the plane and out into the terminal to find her future. ***** Callie looked around the terminal looking for the Woodsman. There, standing to one side searching the crowd coming off the plane she saw him. Just as his picture showed him she thought, 6'4", piercing grey eyes, thick blond hair going grey at the temples. She felt herself go wet just looking at him, thinking of the conversations they had had and what he would do to her! He saw her and she quickly walked over to him, she stood before him eyes down waiting for him to speak. He reached up and lifted her chin. As he did Callie raised her eyes and felt herself drowning in his gaze. Then his hand was in her hair pulling her head back as his lips descended to hers. She sighed and all tension left her as she felt his soft, firm lips glide across her own and his tongue at her lips demanding entrance which she joyfully opened to him. When her knees started to buckle from the pleasure he released her. "Welcome home." He put his arm around her waist and led her to get her luggage, and then out to his car. As they got on the road he asked her if she had completed her assignment on the plane. "Oh yes Sir!" "Tell me about it." Callie told him all about the man on the plane. "Good girl. I'm proud of you. I know that was not easy for you to do." "No, it wasn't. But it was exciting, being anonymous like that. Knowing that I will probably never see him again, never knowing his name, in a way, it was exhilarating!" "Lift your skirt up around your waist for me." Silently Callie raised the skirt. Anyone could see into the small car, it made her feel even more excited. Brad reached over and rubbed his hand over her nipples visible through the thin material of the top and bra making them even harder. He ran his hand down over the soaked material of her panties. Callie couldn't hold back the moan that escaped as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "Take off the panties." She wiggled out of them as best she could. His hand returned and her eyes again closed with pleasure. "Yes, that's my good slut." With those words he worked a finger into her dripping cunt. Callie began to pant and moan louder. He removed his finger and put it to her lips. She greedily sucked it into her mouth cleaning all her juices off. When she was done, she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Do I please you?" "Very much, but not as much as you are about to." Brad pulled into a driveway in a quiet neighborhood and waited for the garage door to rise. He pulled into the garage, got out and came around the car to open her door. "Turn until your legs are out of the car." She did as told and looked up. Brad had undone his jeans and lowered them slightly, he was not wearing underwear. Callie immediately knew what to do. She leaned forward and kissed his turgid, rampant cock. She began licking it up and down and then wanted to see if she could swallow it whole. She opened her mouth wide and began to move her wet mouth down his length. When it was a little more than three quarters she could go no farther, and she moved back up running her tongue over the underside. "We'll work on that." He told her. Then she began sucking on the wonderful cock in her mouth. He let her go on for a while then stopped her. He pulled her out of the car and led her to the hood where he laid her back. He put his cock at her dripping opening and rammed home. As Callie screamed at the suddenness he wrapped her legs around his waist and began to move in and out of her body. Callie writhed on the hood of the car, loving the hard, thick cock impaling her. Suddenly Callie screamed again and her body bucked hard on the car as it clamped down on the member buried deep in her, spilling its seed. When Brad had recovered he told Callie to get on her knees and clean him. When she was done she was to see what might be her new home. Callie was shown the bedroom and allowed to clean up and call Brie. It was a beautiful room with a big pine bed. Brad told her to rest for an hour then he would show her the rest of the house and they would talk. She woke refreshed and ready for what was to come. She wandered around until she found him in the living room sitting on the couch having a drink. She thought again how beautiful he was. He felt his eyes on her and came to her then. "Would you like a drink?" "Please. Whatever you are having would be fine." She was nervous again, her palms getting damp. They sat down together on the couch and he began to speak. "I know we have talked quite a bit about what we would like and not like. I told you that I will want to push you, to find your limits and make no mistake I mean to do just that. You may discuss things with me, but that is all. Is this acceptable to you?" "I will tell you honestly that I am very nervous, but I do want this. I want to find my limits. I want to find if we are as compatible as we seemed in our chats." "Good. Then we will do our two week trial as agreed and see if we want to go farther. Now let's get you settled and shown around." As he showed Callie around his home with his arm around her waist she could not help but feel she had finally found what she was looking for. "This," he said as they reached the last room, "is the playroom." Callie looked around at the various apparatus and could not help but shiver with nervous excitement. He felt the movement and saw the anticipation in her eyes. "Strip!" Callie's Story 'I'm going to get caught,' I thought to myself. 'How did I get myself into this situation?' 'I feel so helpless, so out of control.' 'What am I going to do?" --- Hi, I'm Caroline. But everyone just calls me Callie. Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm in my mid-thirties, 5' 8'' tall, and have light brown hair. I'm married and have two children. I love to read erotic stories here on Lit. I'd love to try so many of the ways the stories describe how people enjoy sex. I think I'd like to try them all! My family and friends would be shocked if they knew the things I thought about doing Anyway, this story is my way of putting my experience into something other people might be interested in reading about and it lets me get out my frustration and worry. My mind is just too full of sex for my own good. I just need to get what's on my mind out. I'm tired of keeping everything inside. So I thought I'd put it into a story. I hope you enjoy reading it. Oh, and the words we say in my story may not be exactly what was said, but they are as close as I can remember. --- So why did I start my story with the thoughts running through my head? Well, everything started last year, the night of a party at our neighbor's house. We had gotten together to watch the Broncos game. Dave, my husband, told me his old friend Max would be there. Max and his wife had just moved back to Boulder, Colorado. I noticed Max right away and I couldn't take my eyes off him. He and my husband Dave have been friends since childhood. They have only recently reconnected because, as I found out later, Max had lost his job and was looking for new work here. He noticed me too, but later told me that the most he'd let himself think was that his friend Dave had a hot wife. Max has a wife, Jennifer. She and I hit it off right away. She has a great personality and lights up any get-together. We spent a lot of time talking to each other while Max and Dave were catching up on their lives. I felt a little guilty for the way her husband was making me feel, especially since our eyes always seemed to be searching for each other. And when they did meet, we smiled like teenagers. We ran into Max and Jennifer at a few other parties over the holiday season. In fact, we even went as couples to a few of them. Each time we saw each other, every time we socialized together, I felt like the air was electric. I became deathly afraid that Dave and Jennifer would catch on to my feelings, but they both seemed oblivious to the attraction I had for Max. One evening Dave asked me, "You and Jennifer have talked a lot about Max losing his job, haven't you?" "Yes," I answered, "how horrible it must be. It's a good thing Jennifer makes good money selling real estate." "I have a favor to ask you. Our kids are in school, so are theirs. You have some free time in the mornings. Why don't you invite Max over for coffee every now and then? It would give him a chance to vent his feelings and maybe you could help him take his mind off losing his job. Jennifer says that he's getting pretty discouraged and having someone to talk to every so often might help." --- So, Max and I started getting together when just the two of us spent time together over coffee. Bad idea. He started coming over once a week, then twice. We talked but he was always reserved and didn't stay long at first. And I was afraid he would sense the feelings I had for him. The first time I was invited to his house, I was really hesitant because I thought he just hated me. He never really shared with me much. I usually had to ask questions just to get a conversation going. But he was always civil to me. He wasn't cold, just kind of distant. So, a couple of times a week, either I'd go to his house or he'd come to mine. The more we got to know each other, though, the more we found that we had so much in common. I was drawn to him even more. I liked the way he smiled and the way he laughed. I liked the way he looked at the world. But it didn't matter whose house we were at, I noticed that he was as uncomfortable as I was. I started thinking that maybe, just maybe, he was fighting against feelings he might be having for me. After a few months, I was really having a hard time hiding my obvious attraction to him. One day over coffee, he asked me why I always seemed so nervous around him. I decided to tell him why. Just like that. I told him that I was very attracted to him and I didn't know how to act around him because I didn't want him or anyone else to know. To my surprise, he told me that he felt the same way. He was confessing that he had the same feelings I had. The next thing I knew, I was in his arms and we were kissing. We really had to watch ourselves after that. Our connection was so hot. But we only let ourselves kiss and grope each other a little bit. --- Well, you can imagine that we eventually began to do even more. I remember the first time he put his hand down my pants. We were sitting on the couch holding each other and kissing. He pressed his palm against my mound on the outside and pushed his fingers against my pussy. I could hardly contain myself. Then he slid his hand inside my pants and down my tummy to my pussy. He moved my panties to the side and touched my pussy. I felt a jolt of sensations like I'd never felt before. I was already dripping wet when he slid his finger inside my pussy. The moment he touched my clit, I was overcome with the biggest strongest orgasm I had ever had. Max had to hold me still, I was thrashing around so much. After I calmed down, Max just held me and whispered affectionate and encouraging words in my ear. "Oh, Max," I finally said. "I've never felt like that before. I've wanted this so badly for so long. It was everything I thought it would be and more." "For a long time I've wanted to make you come like that too," Max said. "You can't imagine the way it made me feel just to make you come." After a few minutes of silence I said, "Can I do the same thing for you/" He smiled, nodded his head, and said, "Oh, I was hoping you'd want to." So, I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was hard already. I started slowly pumping it up and down with my hand. He pulled my head toward his and kissed me. When he put his tongue in my mouth I started pumping faster and faster. He started darting his tongue in and out of my mouth like he was fucking it with his tongue. His hips started to buck and suddenly, come just shot out of his cock. I held on to his cock and rubbed his come around the tip with the palm of my other hand. He jerked, leaned back against the couch, and groaned. I kept holding his cock until it started to shrivel up. Max took a deep breath and said, "That's about the hardest I've ever come in my life too. It's all because it was you, Callie." "I wanted it to be good for you, Max. I'm glad it felt so good." So, for a while after that, when we were together, we would make each other come with our fingers and hands. We still held and hugged and kissed each other before and after we came. But before long, we went another step. --- It happened like this. Max and I were on the couch. He was on his back with his legs across my lap and I was playing with his cock and balls. He had his head back on a throw pillow with his eyes closed. I was pumping his cock with my hand and he was moving his hips up and down. I looked at his cock and suddenly I wanted it in my mouth. I stopped and he opened his eyes. I looked at him and he looked at me. I could see in his eyes that he wanted it too. So, I smiled at him, leaned over, and started running my tongue up and down his cock and around the head. I pulled off and looked into his eyes again. Then I leaned over and put my lips around the tip of his cock. I heard him gasp. I slowly slid my lips down the length of his cock until it was completely in my mouth. I heard him groan. I sucked hard with my mouth and pulled my lips back up his cock until it was almost out of my mouth. Then I quickly sucked it deep into my mouth. I kept doing this, bobbing my head up and down and sucking so hard my cheeks curled in. He kept groaning and moaning. He pumped his hips, grabbed my head, and pushed it up and down his cock. When I felt a tremor in his cock, I took it as deep into my mouth as I could and sucked hard. He held my head and shot his come into my mouth. I could feel it squirting against the back of my throat. It felt wonderful. Then I did something I had never done before. I found myself wanting to swallow every drop of his come. So I did. It tasted wonderful. I sucked and sucked, lost in the sensations and satisfaction I was feeling. When he stopped coming, I kept his cock in my mouth and ran my tongue all around it. "No more, Callie, no more," Max gasped. So I slid my mouth off, took his cock in my hand, and kissed him gently on his lips. I leaned my head on his shoulder and held his cock until it went limp. "Thank you, Callie," Max said with a sigh. "You made me feel like I've never felt before." "Then I'm glad it was me, Max. And that is the first time I ever swallowed a man's come before. I really liked it. Because it was you." "Really? The first time?" Max asked. "It was the first time I ever wanted to," I answered. "How about you? Have you ever had a mouth on your pussy?" "No, and not even before I was married either," I said. "Dave never wanted to do that." "Jennifer never would let me either. Would you like me too?" Max asked. "Yes. I always thought it would be something I would like a man want to do for me," I said. "Well, I want to if you think you'd like me to," Max said. "I like a vibrator and fingers in my pussy. I think your mouth and tongue would feel even better," I said. "So, are you ready for me to try, then?" Max asked. "Well, if you're sure you want to. I would love it to be you who did it to me the first time. Are you sure?" I asked again. Max looked into my eyes and said, "I'm sure, I'm sure. I want to be the first." So, Max unzipped my slacks and pulled them and my panties off. He had me lay back on the couch and got between my legs. He lifted them up with his hands under my knees and leaned down. But instead of my pussy, he started kissing and licking up and down my thighs. The sensations made my pussy ache for attention. I took his head and guided it to my pussy. I was amazed by the feel of his soft lips. He ran his lips around the outside of my pussy. I shuddered when he tugged and sucked my pussy lips with his lips. I needed more, so I started moving his mouth up and down my pussy. I was getting so aroused. It was a little embarrassing because I was so wet. When he pressed his tongue into my pussy, I started bucking my hips. He reached around and grabbed my bottom cheeks and held my pussy against his mouth while he darted his tongue in and out. I didn't think I could feel anything more satisfying until he touched my clit with the tip of his tongue. When I felt that, I shrieked and a huge orgasm ran through my entire body. Max kept sucking on my clit while I was thrashing around. Finally, it was my turn to cry out, 'No more, Max, no more!" Max laid his head on my tummy until my body relaxed and my breath returned. "What did you think?" he asked. "I never ... I never ... I'm at a loss for words, Max," I panted. "That good?" he asked. "That good," I could barely whisper. --- Well, you can imagine where we went from here. No we didn't start fucking. We discovered the thrills of sixty nine. I never dreamed how good that felt. We would spend what seemed like hours with his cock in my mouth and his mouth on my pussy, sometimes me on top, sometimes him on top, sometimes we were side by side. I found I really like me being on top the best. I can rest my arms on Max's thighs and play with his balls with my hands while sucking his cock. It drove him wild when I'd suck my lips all the way down his cock and pull up back up while playing with his balls. It made me feel so good when he pumped his hips and moaned. And I also like being on top the best because I could lower my pussy or raise it some so I could get the best feelings from his mouth and tongue. And I loved it when he would grab my ass and squeeze my cheeks when he was licking me. Oh, and I also found I loved it when he would sometimes lick my anus or rub across it with his fingers. One time when he was sliding his lips up and down my pussy, his nose touched my anus. That caused a jolt! I told Max how good that felt so after that he would sometimes lick it or rub his fingers against it. That could really drive me over the edge. Anyway, making love like that made me feel like I was in heaven. With our mouths and lips sucking and our tongues swirling, we would loose ourselves in each other, drinking in each other's juices. And coming at the same time was mind-blowing. I'm getting wet just writing this story! --- OK, so, that's how everything started. How did they change? Well, now we can barely touch or look at each other when we are around others because we are so afraid that our relationship will become obvious to them. We also were hung up on going all the way. We struggled with where our boundaries need to be. It was so hard because we both know where we wanted the boundaries to be, we wanted to fuck, and where they should be, because of our families. We ended up deciding that if we don't really fuck, having his cock in my pussy, everything else would be OK for us to do. We both kept reminding each other that no matter how much we want to fuck, we needed to keep the boundary we set. Of course, that changed too because I knew deep down that it wouldn't be long before we both just had to fuck each other. --- One evening at a party at her house, Jennifer took me aside. "I'm worried about Max. He's still spending too much time at home since he lost his job. I know he looks online and reads the job section of the newspaper. He's sent out resumes and even gone for a couple of interviews. But he's not having any luck and I know it's eating at him. I know he enjoys having a coffee with you, but he really needs to get out more. Besides looking for a job, he needs to get outside and enjoy the beautiful sights of Colorado," she said. "Would you mind seeing if you could get him outside and do something?" Barely able to conceal my excitement, I said, "I'd have to check with Dave and see if it would be OK with him." "I've already said something to him about it. He's fine with it." "How about I take him for a hike along the Switzerland Trail?" I suggested just as Max walked up. "Perfect," she responded. "And don't worry about being back in time to meet the kids after school. I'll take care of that," she said. "It's settled then." "What's settled?" Max asked. "Callie's going to get you outside, take you on a hike," she answered. "Is that OK with you, honey?" "As long as I don't have to hike too far," he said with a twinkle in his eye and a wink that only I could see. So we all agreed on a day and time. --- As the day got nearer I had to really work hard on controlling my emotions. And I did pretty good until the night before the big day. Knowing that tomorrow was our hike made me toss and turn when I got to bed. I was hardly able to even doze. I just laid there in bed thinking that I would be waking to the day that Max and I will finally spend a whole day together instead of just a few hours at a time. Thoughts of wild, passionate sex filled my mind. I got so turned on just thinking that this might be the day we finally will give in and have our first fuck. My mind was filled with my fantasizing. I got so aroused just thinking about it. I looked over at Dave to be sure he was asleep, then I reached under my nightshirt and began to massage my breasts. My nipples were already hard. I licked my thumbs and fingers and began to rub and squeeze and pull on my nipples. In my mind, I imagined they were Max's fingers. Closing my eyes, I thought of Max's hands all over my breasts. I started to squirm, but stopped myself. I didn't want to wake Dave. But I was so turned on, I had to do something. So, I snuck out of bed and went to the bathroom. I closed the door, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and reached under my nightshirt. My pussy was already wet. Stroking a finger up and down my pussy sent shivers through my whole body. I stopped and sucked my juices from my fingers. 'I'm glad Max likes the taste of my pussy,' I thought. I forced an image in my mind of Max's fingers running up and down my pussy. A slight moan escaped my lips. 'I've got to be quiet,' I thought to myself. I wasn't able to wait any longer, so I began rubbing my clit. I kept imagining it was Max. It didn't take long for my body to tense up. I closed my mouth so I wouldn't make any noise, and let a huge orgasm run through me. It took all the will power I had just to not scream. Letting my body recover, I quietly returned to bed, and forced myself to a few hours of sleep. --- I awoke when the alarm went off and Dave and I started our normal morning routine. He went to take his shower while I went to the kitchen. The automatic coffee maker had the coffee ready, so I poured a cup for myself. I sat for a moment, remembering how making myself come while I was thinking of Max had given me such a powerful orgasm. Shaking my head, I stood up, and decided to make Dave his favorite breakfast. I quickly peeled and shredded some potatoes and put them in a skillet with some butter. I put four slices of bacon in another skillet. Hearing Dave coming out of the bathroom, I called out, "How would you like your eggs?" "Umm .... I smell bacon, and do I hear the sizzling of fried potatoes?" he called back. "You sure do. I'm fixing your favorite breakfast this morning." I took a cup of coffee into the bedroom and asked, "Fried or scrambled?" "Scrambled sounds great," he said. I handed him the cup. "Thanks sweetie," he said, and gave me a quick hug. Breakfast was ready by the time Dave came into the kitchen dressed for work. He stepped outside and picked up the morning paper. "Looks like it's going to be a beautiful day," he said. "A great day for your hike." We sat at the table, plates of scrambled eggs, bacon, fried potatoes and a cup of grapefruit juice in front of us. Dave always takes a quick look at the front page and the sports section while he eats, so we don't talk much over breakfast. "More coffee?" I asked. "I really don't have time. I have an early meeting this morning." He got up, picked up his briefcase and laptop, kissed me on the cheek, and headed for the door. "Say hi to the kids for me before you send them off to school. And enjoy your hike." he said with a look over his shoulder. The next hour was a flurry of activity. Get the kids up. Feed them. "Wash your hands and brush your teeth." Pack their lunches. Make sure they have their book bags. Send them out to meet the school bus. After everyone was out of the house, I slipped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me. My body was tingling with expectation. I let the shower spray on my pussy and clit until another orgasm flowed through me again. I wondered how the day would go with so much sexual tension built up inside of me already. --- I took one last look at myself in the mirror, packed some bottled water in my backpack, and headed out to the van. After a short drive, I pulled into Max's driveway, beeped the horn, and waited for him to come out. When I saw him walk out of the house, my heart fluttered. My eyes took in every inch of him in. Max is a very handsome man. He stands a little over 5' 11." He has broad muscular shoulders. His hair is very clean cut and he wears a small goatee which is starting to gray along with his hair. The morning sun seemed to light him up as he approached. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Callie's Story As he got into the van he looked over, smiled, and said, "Well, good morning Callie." I smiled back and said, "Good morning to you." "I'm so glad Jennifer suggested that we to take in some sights today" said Max. "And I'm glad Dave gave his approval." 'If they only knew,' I thought to myself. "So, where is it we are off to?" I backed out of the driveway and replied, "Well, I already suggested the Switzerland Trail. So I was thinking we would hike around there for awhile today. There are some breathtaking views and I think the fresh air will be good for the both of us." With a chuckle, Max said, "With you as my tour guide, I'm up for anything." I looked over at him and asked, "Anything?" Looking me in the eye, he said, "Anything." --- I took Route 119 west out of Boulder and after eight miles or so, turned right on Sugarloaf Mountain Road. As we drove up Sugarloaf Mountain towards the trail head, I glanced over and found Max looking at me. "Is there something wrong?" I asked. "No, not at all," he replied. "It's just that you just look so beautiful today." Blushing I said, "Oh Max, that is so sweet of you to say that." We arrived at the trailhead parking lot and I stopped the van. "Well, here we are." Max stepped out of the car, looked around, and said, "Callie, you were right. This is breathtaking. Almost as much as you are." "You haven't seen any thing yet. However, flattery will get you everywhere," I said with a naughty smile. "I certainly hope so," he answered. --- I decided to take Max on the hike up to the top of Sugarloaf Mountain first. It is an easy upward hike of a mile or so. We walked to the east end of the lot, found the old metal gate at the entrance to the trail, and started walking. At first, the trail switched back and forth though a forest of pine and aspens. The trail wrapped around the mountain until it eventually opened on the south side. After twenty-five minutes or so, we reached the summit. We had a spectacular view of the plains to the east, Blue Mountain to the north, and the rugged peaks of the Continental Divide to the south and west. Max put his arm around my waist. I leaned into him, turned my head, and kissed him on his lips. He turned me to face him. With our arms around each other, we continued our kiss. "It's too windy up here. Let's head back down and find a more comfortable place," Max said. "OK. But we have to do our hike first," I said. I took his hand and led him back down the trial to the parking lot. --- We found the head of the Switzerland Trail and started walking. As we walked down the trail, our conversation started out slowly. We shared small talk about our kids and last Sunday's Bronco's game. Max thought it was great that they pulled out the win in the 4th quarter. Our conversation then went to his losing his job and how he was having trouble finding a new one. "I've been feeling kind of down lately. I'm hoping that you can do something to lift me up," Max said. "Something will come up soon," I assured him. "I'm just hoping that something of mine will be coming up soon," he said with a playful smile, "especially today." --- We came across an old abandoned building in front of a blocked mine entrance. Max and I walked toward it. While Max was looking around, I explained to him how years ago this trail used to be a railroad route. It was used to transport supplies to the small mining towns up in the mountains. I told him that now it's no longer used because the mines dried up. They tore the railroad tracks up so that's why there are abandoned buildings and gated entrances to the old mines. "So now, the trail is just used for hikers and mountain bikers?" he asked. "Yes. And, as you can see, it has some awesome views," I added. Looking at me, he said, "I'm looking at the most awesome view of all." "Oh, let me finish, Max," I complained. Pointing over the tops of some trees, I continued my geography lesson. "Over past those snow capped peaks is the Continental Divide." Max just smiled at me and nodded. I grabbed his hand and started dragging him down the trail. The trail narrowed as we walked through a forest of spruce, pinyon pine, and aspen. Colorful blue and yellow wildflowers bordered the trail. At one point, the trail opened up and we saw a neglected barn and farmhouse in a meadow. Max took some time getting a closer look at the old farmstead. We continued walking and came to another group of abandoned buildings. "Why don't we take a rest here?" he suggested. As we sat down on a large rock to take in the scenery, Max slipped his hand behind me and slowly began massaging my back. Looking at him I said, "Your touch feels so nice Max. I'm so glad we could spend this time to ..." Before I could get all my words out of my mouth, he leaned over and kissed me. My heart began to race as I felt his tongue work its way into my mouth. I was getting so turned on that I reached over and grabbed his crotch. I could feel that his cock was already hard. I began squeezing it through his hiking shorts. He reached up and started squeezing my breasts. He trailed a kiss down the side of my face and began to lick my neck. He lightly pinched my nipples. I shuddered at the sensation. "Oh, Max, I need to fuck you so much," I said breathlessly. "And I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop," he answered. "Behind that abandoned building ... Now!" I ordered. Max grabbed my hand and dragged me around the side of the building. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard on my lips. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it greedily. I reached between his legs and moved my hands up and down his thighs. I moved my hands farther up and started to squeeze his cock and balls. The sexual tension that had building up for a year, the need to fuck each other, was running through both of us. He pushed up my shirt, pulled it over my shoulders, and threw it on the ground. His kisses became deeper and even more intense. He reached behind me and unclasped my bra. His hands caressed my breasts, his fingers pulled at my nipples. In one motion, he pulled off my shorts and panties. I turned him around so his back was against the wall. I impatiently unzipped his walking shorts and pulled down his underpants. I reached for his hard cock with my hands. With one hand I began to pull on his cock and fondle his balls with my other hand. I knelt down and licked the head of his cock. He moaned. I swirled my tongue up and down and around it. "Close your eyes," I said looking up at him. He closed his eyes and I took the head of his cock into my mouth. He pushed his hips toward me, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. I took hold of his cock with both hands and started moving my mouth back and forth. He moaned, put his hands on the back of my head, and fucked my mouth. I sucked his cock in and out of my mouth while he made fucking motions with his hips. I felt I was in heaven. Suddenly Max pulled me to my feet and pushed me back against the wall. He covered my face with kisses. I could feel his cock slide between my legs. He picked up my legs and I wrapped them around his hips. "I need you inside me now," I cried out. "I need it too!" he yelled. He slid his cock into my wet pussy. "Ohhh ... Ahhh...," we sighed. Then he began to pump his cock in and out. My hunger for him took over and I started to push my pussy back and forth against his cock with wild abandon. 'Finally,' I thought, 'finally, we're fucking.' "Finally," Max shouted. "Finally we're fucking." I tightened my legs around his hips and lost myself in the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other and the feel of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I knew we would not last long, especially after wanting this for so long. My body shuddered. I felt my orgasm building to release. I clamped his cock with my pussy. He pushed hard and held himself there. All it took was the feel of his come spurting all the way to the back of my pussy to make me come myself. I screamed. He grunted. After our orgasms were spent, we slowly lowered ourselves to the grassy ground with his cock still in my pussy. All I was aware of was our gasps for breath and the sensations still tingling through my body. I rolled us on our sides and he put his arms around me. "We need to do this again, Callie," Max said breathlessly. "I agree," I responded, still struggling for breath. We continued to lay in each others arms, his cock in my pussy, listening to our breathing, the sounds of the branches of aspens swaying in the breeze, and the occasional cry of a bird. I was never so happy, so content, so satisfied. After a while, we stood up and put our clothes back on. We took a few steps then I grabbed Max and kissed him hard on the lips. I dragged him back behind the building. I don't know what got into me, but I wanted more. I don't know how long we fucked, but it seemed like forever. We stripped all our clothes off. He laid down on his back and I crouched over him. I fucked his cock with my mouth and he fucked my pussy with his tongue. He finally pushed me up on my knees and sat up so he could get his cock inside me. I sat with my back to him and just bounced up and down on his cock. He put his arms around me and pulled on my nipples and licked all around my neck and shoulders. I reached behind me and played with his balls. "Come with me," Max groaned. I could feel him starting to come so I used my finger on my clit. We came at the same time. --- After awhile, we put our clothes back on and started to make our way back to the van, holding hands and smiling all the way. We passed a couple coming from the opposite direction. "Great day for a hike," the man called out. "It sure is," we both replied. "Did you enjoy your exercise?" the woman asked. "Oh, yes. It was great," Max smiled as he answered for the both of us. When we reached the van, Max pushed me against it and gave me one last long kiss. "I really enjoyed seeing the sights with you today, Callie. And you are the most beautiful sight of all." "I love hearing you say that Max. And you're a really sexy sight yourself," I replied. As we were getting in the van, he looked over the roof and into my eyes, winked and said with a laugh, "If this how everyday will turn out, I just might never get a job." --- So, that's my story. We still have coffee and sex together. I just don't know where we're going to go from here. All I know is that now every time we get a chance, we fuck like there's no tomorrow Callie's Story Ch. 02 ******* PART 2 ******* When Callie awoke the next morning she stretched and felt the pull in her aching muscles. Her bottom still stung from the beating it had taken. She smiled to herself as she thought of yesterday. It had been so wonderful! Callie knew it was only the beginning, but she felt she had finally found her place. She felt a weight against her back and turned to see Brad still asleep, his morning erection proudly displayed above his stomach. Callie studied him as he slept. Long, thick, with the veins distended, Callie's mouth began to water. She moved down on the bed and took him in hand. With her tongue she laved the head and moved her other hand to gently cup his balls, to roll the soft skin. Leaving her hand on his shaft, she moved her head down to take his balls into her mouth. She suckled on them gently, carefully rolling them on her tongue. When they were tightening with her attentions, she moved back to his engorged cock. Callie looked up to see Brad watching her. She smiled at him, her attention going back to the thick shaft in her hand. She opened her mouth wide and engulfed him in the hot, wet cavern. Brad speared his fingers into her hair and held on, gently pumping his hips into her mouth. Callie held on, waiting for her reward. Brad seemed to swell even more as his sweet cum exploded into her mouth. Callie swallowed quickly, not wanting to lose a drop of his precious fluid. When the flow had stopped, Callie sucked just a bit more to make sure she had gotten every drop and then she licked him clean. "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome. Now I must see how you are doing this morning. Turn over on your stomach." "Yes Sir, but I feel wonderful!" As Callie lay on her tummy, Brad examined her back. "You may feel wonderful, but you have very fair skin and you bruise easily. We will have to take it easy today. Let's get some breakfast and then a hot bath for you." They went to the kitchen where Callie made some omelets and toast for breakfast. Afterward he led her to the bathroom where he ran a hot bath with some fragrant salts and oils. "These will help you heal faster. Now soak for at least thirty minutes." When he had left the bathroom, Callie leaned back and let the water seep into her pores. She had to admit it did feel wonderful. After her bath she went in search of Brad. She found him in the playroom working on a bench. "The padding was coming undone, just needed a little readjustment. How do you feel?" "Great! The bath was very relaxing, thank you Sir." "Good, I'm pleased you didn't dress. Drop the towel and lie on this table. Put your feet up in the stirrups." Callie did as instructed. "Now Callie, I am going to blindfold you. I want you to please yourself. I want you to explore your body, to experience your body as never before. I will watch and gain pleasure from your pleasure." With the blindfold in place, Callie felt her inhibitions lift. Her hands roamed over her own body. She had never noticed how her nipples pebbled at the slightest touch. There was a tender spot just where hip met leg that sent tingles throughout her body. Her outer lips were swelling as her body readied, her clit growing. Callie sucked on a finger and slowly pushed it into her aching sex. Feeling the slow slide of the knuckle as it grazed on the inner walls, she felt her passageway grip her finger seeming to beckon it in further. Callie took her finger out and sucked on it again tasting herself. She put two fingers back to her now dripping sex and rubbed her clit. When she had both in, she began to fuck herself. As she was panting she felt the climax build in her body. She could hear Brad telling her what a good girl she was, how beautiful she looked in her pleasure. His words flowed over her mind and sent her over the edge. With a shout she shuddered to a hard climax. When Callie's breathing had slowed Brad removed the blindfold and kissed her deeply, dueling his tongue with hers. He began to run his mouth over where her hands roamed. It didn't take long for her moans to start yet again as his mouth and tongue found all the same spots her hands had found. When he sought the treasure between her legs, Callie jumped at the electric shock that shot up her spine. His tongue ran up the slit and he suckled on her clit causing Callie to writhe at the sensation. Her body was on fire and only he could quench it. When one of Brad's thick, calloused fingers found its way into her hot, still quivering flesh she couldn't stop the gasp that escaped from her lips. As Brad pumped into her body, she felt something warm at her pink puckered anus. She looked down her body to the man between her thighs. "Just relax. I will go slowly." Callie watched as he stood and guided his rigid cock to her waiting body. She felt him at the entrance pushing slowly, but insistently forward. She felt the ring open to allow him entrance and winced with some pain. "Remember, just relax." He stopped, allowing her body time to adjust. When he felt the restriction lessen, he pushed in further. Callie bucked on the table, taking him into her body. The sensation of sheathing him completely was almost her undoing. The feelings were indescribable! Brad began to move within her body, keeping his movements slow and steady. Callie felt like she was exploding into a million pieces. He reached up and fed her the fingers coated with her own juices. As Callie ran her tongue over the fingers in her mouth, tasting herself, her climax hit her. Her muscles clamped down on Brad's cock, creating a vice-like grip that sent him over the edge to his own paradise. They showered and decided to go on a picnic. Callie packed up a basket and they headed out to a secluded spot that Brad liked to go to. They ate and talked and walked along a stream that meandered down the mountainside. It was a beautiful day and Callie found herself marveling at how she had ever thought she had been living before she met Brad. They were sunning themselves on the blanket when he told her to undress. Brad watched as her lush body was revealed to his gaze. He then had her undress him. Brad pulled her onto his lap and Callie rode him hard, wanting to feel every inch of him impaling her. When her rhythm no longer satisfied him, he pushed her to her knees. He got behind her and savagely slammed into her body until she was screaming in ecstasy. Brad then turned her around; she took his velvet encased steel hard member into her mouth, moaning at the sensation of him in her mouth. Brad filled her with his seed. Callie looked deep into his eyes. Brad put his finger to her lips, "we need to talk. I can see in your eyes what you want to say and it makes me very happy. I want you to understand that this time we have had together has been ideal. It won't always be like this." "If you decide to stay with me, there will be ups and downs just like any couple. However, I will decide what happens and when. It is not just sex Callie; I want you to understand the enormity of your decision. I will be your Master, total and complete." Callie thought about what her decision would mean as they packed up to head home. She knew she wanted to be with this man. But it would mean giving control over to him completely. Could she do that? Give herself without reservation or fear? Callie was quiet on the drive home her thoughts in turmoil. Callie thought of her best friend Brie and what she would say. How would she handle the changes in Callie's life? She realized she needed to see Brie and talk to her face to face. Callie's Story Goose bumps broke out on Callie's skin as her clothes came off. Brad watched her every move, enjoying her body as it was revealed to him. Thoughts of torturing those big, full breasts while the already thick nipples were engorged with blood had his cock hardening behind the fly of his jeans and when her round luscious ass was revealed to his lecherous gaze it came to full mast. When she was totally nude, he had her undress him. Callie enjoyed the task, reveling in unveiling his body to her adoring gaze. She slowly undid the buttons running fingers over the skin she uncovered. She kneeled before him and since he was already barefoot kissed the top of each foot. She ran hands up over jean-clad legs to a well formed ass to skim the front as she slowly unbuttoned the jeans and slid the zipper down. As she pulled the pants down she lightly ran her nails down the outer thighs as he groaned with appreciation. When they were down, he lifted each leg in turn so she could pull them off. When she was done she stayed kneeling waiting for his next instruction. He left her kneeling as he walked over to the wall. When he came back he held something small in his big hands. "Knees spread wide and your hands clasped behind your neck." She moved quickly to obey. He knelt down in front of her and took a nipple in between his fingers and thumb and began to pinch it mercilessly. When she closed her eyes and her nipple was swelling he took a clamp and quickly applied it. Callie looked down to see a clamp with a decorative weight pulling and pinching her abused nipple. He moved to the other and applied the same treatment. Callie noticed as she breathed the weights moved and pulled even more sending a delicious feeling rippling through her body centering in her already moistening pussy. Brad stood up and back to appraise his handiwork. "Very nice." He pulled her to her feet and led her to a padded bench and told her to kneel on it with her breasts hanging off the other side. "I am going to spank you now and as I wield the paddle your breasts will shake causing the weights to pull. You are to stay kneeling, is that understood?" "Yes Sir." Brad picked up his favorite paddle and caressed the cheeks before him. Callie shivered as the smooth wood gently moved over her flesh and she closed her eyes to savor the feeling. Then it was gone, there was a rush of air and a loud smack of wood on flesh. Callie tried to hold in the sounds as the fire raced up her spine. Before the impact had fully registered the sound of another blow resounded in the room. Callie moaned as the fire reached her brain telling her she was in trouble. Another blow and another, now something soft, furry and oh so comforting, Callie sighed in relief. The paddle again, then the fur, over and over until the line between the two blurred and she was no longer sure which was which. "You are an excellent sub, Callie!" Brad whispered in her ear as his hand began to roam to her depth and found her wet and wanting. "Such a good girl for me. Now, I know you told me that you have had a cock in your ass but that it was not very big. I have something for you." Brad walked over to a table and picked up a small plug and brought it over to her. "This is the first one. See, not so big." He inserted it into her sopping wet cunt and fucked her with it until she moaned. Then he pulled it out and opened her cheeks wide to see her little pink puckered anus. Callie moaned at his hands on her ass, it was so tender! He put the tip of the plug to her opening and began to push. Callie loved having her asshole played with and pushed back until it was fully embedded in her bottom. Brad chuckled with delight at his new submissive. He pulled it in and out several times to make sure it was not going to hurt her then removed it entirely. Callie was disappointed at having it removed and let a sigh escape her lips to let him know. "Don't worry, I told you that it was the first." He showed her a larger one and repeated the process. Callie had a bit of trouble with this one as it was quite a bit larger. "Okay, this is the one for now then." He told her and proceeded to attach a harness to it. Then he removed the clamps. "Now, it is time to get dressed as we are going out for dinner." Callie was told to dress up and in heels. She didn't know how she was going to walk or sit, between the spanking and the plug she was very sore. Somehow she managed to get in his car and sit for the ride to the restaurant. He helped her out and arm and arm they walked in. Callie could only thank God she had his arm to hold on to. She sat down gingerly in her seat and looked over the menu. It was a pleasant meal and she really enjoyed just talking to Brad. They had much in common besides D/s. When it was over he told her he wanted to take her dancing. Callie told Brad that she really didn't think she could, not after their afternoon's activities. "Well, perhaps on this one occasion you might be right." He conceded. So they drove home and she was told to go to the bedroom to strip and then come to the playroom. "Yes Sir" "And Callie, you have five minutes. Do not make me wait." With those words ringing in her ears Callie moved as fast as she was able. She arrived in the playroom with three seconds to spare. Brad told her to go to the cross. Callie walked up to the St. Andrew's cross with fear and anticipation. She still remembered her first BDSM meeting and seeing the submissive bound and flogged on it. Brad bound her hands and feet to the cross and stood back to see her spread. Her bottom was still a tad red from her earlier spanking and he thought the color suited her well. He took a flogger from the wall, a deer skin flogger that he had lovingly made himself. It fit his hand like a glove. Callie heard a rush of air and felt the bite of the flogger and writhed for Brad. How she loved the feel of a flogger! Over and over again she felt the sting and bite and was lost in sub space. "Please Sir may I cum!!!" "No!" Brad was panting with his exertions but he didn't want her cumming yet. He did slow down the blows to take stock of his work. She was straining, trying to find release where there was none. Her face and body were covered in a sheen of sweat as she was panting trying to hold back the tide. Her back and legs were a gorgeous shade of deep pink, her ass a glowing red from the two beatings and the plug in between her rounded cheeks was moving at a furious pace as she worked her muscles. Brad could hold back no longer as he stripped off his own clothes and put his sweat-sheened front to her back. She cried out as she rubbed her body furiously against his, instinctively searching for his cock to fill her in her frenzy. Brad slowly pushed his hard, throbbing member into her steaming, hot soaking cunt. Callie cried out as a tremor wracked her body. He began to fuck her hard and furious and she pushed back as much as she could. Finally, Brad took her neck in his mouth and told her, "Now! Cum for me, now!" She exploded into what felt like a million pieces as continued to pump into her. When she felt his teeth set in her should she shook again as another orgasm overtook her body, and she cried out yet again as she felt him pump his cum deep into her abused body. When she was finally allowed to stop, Callie collapsed against the cross completely spent. Brad released her bonds and they sat in a heap at the base of the cross trying to relearn to breathe. When they could walk again they went to the shower and cleaned up, washing each other gently. They dried off and crawled into bed and fell into an exhausted sleep. Callie dreamed of what the next day might bring.