2 comments/ 19153 views/ 1 favorites Hello Sir By: Sami_Kitten Hello Sir, Last night after we spoke I sat in my bed and wondered what I could do. I remember your explicit instructions, to make myself reach an earth shattering orgasm either by methods I normally use or with the use of things You have been making me do this past week. I went back into my mind Sir, back into the depths of where all of what W/we have been doing began. I decided to take bits and pieces of things I've done for you and incorporate it to see what would happen. I wanted to do something different that would give me an intense feeling of pleasure while also pleasing You once You learned what I had done for You. After a few minutes passed I decided to gather a few materials. I grabbed my string and made a crotch set up with it. I tied it around my abdomen, first, so it was snug against me before tying the ends of two other pieces to the back. One they were tied off I slipped it down between the crack of my ass and up between the lips of my pussy. I tied it off against the rope around my stomach close enough to where the string rubbed against either side of my sensitive clit. Each time I moved to get the rest of myself set up I felt the string. I felt it rub against me, making myself more turned on then I already was. I knew I was getting wet from it and the need to play was pulsating through me. The next thing I grabbed was my nipple clamps. I placed them on my already rock hard nipples and felt a quiver course through my body. I felt so alive Sir, felt as if it was taking forever to get set up for what I was going to work towards. After the clamps were on I then grabbed electrical tape and used a pair of medical scissors to cut two small strips. I placed the strips against my laptop then moved around to gather my towel and a couple of my toys. The toys I grabbed were my vibrating dildo and my vibrator Sir. I grabbed both so I could use one on my clit and the other inside my tight little pussy. After placing the towel down onto my bed I was finally ready to get started. Grant it I was already wet and aching from the string rubbing but still, I wanted more. I slid down onto my back and bent my legs at the knee to press my feet firmly against the bed. With thighs parted wide I placed my dildo into my pussy and my vibe on my clit, both on a medium setting to get myself started. As the first jolts of the vibrations pulsated through me I felt my breathe quicken and my muscles tense up some. I quickly took the tape and placed one over each eye, darkening all that surrounded me and shutting down one of my senses. I felt so different Sir. Each feeling felt different in its own way until I placed the tape over my eyes. Once that was done each feeling molded into one never ending circuit that seemed to heighten with each passing moment. Within a few minutes I could feel my breathing quicken, my pussy begin to throb, to pulsate, to ache. I could feel the lightest movement as the breeze coming in from my window caressed me. I placed my hands against my sides, letting the vibrations and movements take control. I pretended I was unable to move. Pretended you had me cuffed at the wrists and ropes were tied up around my body to keep me from moving. I thought of You there Sir. Thought of You sliding your hands along my breasts, pulling the chain to the nipple clamps as the jolts of pain mixed with the intense pleasure coursed through me. I felt so alive Sir, the imagery so vivid and mind numbing. I don't know how long I stayed like this. I remember hearing my alarm go off on my phone. I set it to go off after 15 minutes for the first one so I knew how it all was going along. The alarm made everything feel like it was slowed down. I thought I was like this for an hour at least Sir. I felt as though I wouldn't be able to take it anymore and that I would explode without holding back. Then, it happened. The thirty minutes hit and I moved. I parted my thighs more and slipped the vibe on my clit into my mouth after turning it off to suck my juices off of it. While doing this I began to slide my dildo in and out of me. Everything narrowed down into this one moment as I fucked myself hard and fast for You Sir. The sounds echoed through me as the slapping noises mixed with the obvious wet ones rang out in my room in time with my moaning and breathing. I couldn't take it anymore Sir. I couldn't hold back. I begged for it, begged for You to let me come. After I begged a little my body went through spasms before I screamed out. I bit down on my lip as the orgasm jerked my body up and my hips off the bed. I squirted all over for You Sir. I squirted like your good little sex kitten even after I slipped my toy out and sucked the juices all off of it. They tasted so good Sir, but, I wish I were cleaning Your cock. I wish it was your cock in my mouth and I was cleaning all of my juices and you're cum off of it. After a few minutes passed I slipped the clamps off my nipples, the pain causing a quiver to ripple inside. I then cut the string off and slipped it off, the string soaked from my juices and my clit continuously throbbing for more. I didn't give it more Sir. I remember only being allowed to cum once for You and that was it for the night. I curled up in a tight ball, fully spent and high inside to rest and relax. I don't remember what happened after I curled up in a ball Sir. All I remember was imagining You here holding me and telling me how much of a good girl I was and how messy I made myself for You. I woke up a little bit ago and was smiling Sir. I thought about You as I took the tape off my eyes and was finally able to see. Now I am writing to You Sir. Writing of what I did and hoping You approve. I hope I have pleased You Sir. Hope I made You happy to know how much of a dirty girl I am for You even when You are not there listening or witnessing it Sir. Your good little kitten. Hello Stranger "Hello stranger!" Said this annoyingly familiar voice. She'd always wondered, always had that thought at the back of her mind, would she know him if she heard him? The really annoying thing was that the answer was yes. She'd have known it any crowd. Worse, it made her smile. 15 years and two words had her smiling!! Now what idiot would even talk to someone who'd walked out on them 15 years previously? This had started with a Facebook friend request. Not one for adding automatically, she'd opened it, saw the name, and for a maximum of 2 seconds had no idea who it was and then...........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sanity at that point should have said, thanks, but no thanks.....No...Oh, no.....not this girl. She sends a message back and thus starts the emotional spiral. You see, there's always that question isn't there? Why did it happen? What caused that relationship to fail? And so, you talk. You apologise. You find yourself taking half the blame. You remember. You laugh...........and that's when it starts to go, well, is wrong the right word? So there you have it. First there were the messages. Then "here's my email address." Which bit of madness makes her reply "and here's mine."? So more messages. How do you catch up on 15 years? I know...you swap phone numbers....oh there's a really good idea!! Yup, that's exactly what they did and before you know it, they're talking every day., or nearly and if they don't talk there's always text. Only a complete moron would not realise that they were heading for, well, what? You know that itch that needs scratched?? Joking apart...it was a roller coaster. When they'd parted she cut all memory of him out of her life, all traces, all photos. She'd cut more than that!! Once she sold the house just under a year later that was another thing she cut. She'd never been back. She had only the bad memories to fester on, to feed her anger and bitterness. She had always thought, and she told him this, that she'd hoped if they'd ever met that she could have walked on by without a word. His answer...."I always hoped I'd get the chance to say I'm sorry." Oh yes, destined to tug at the old heart strings that one!! Memories are valuable things and she kept getting flashes. Not the bad stuff she'd allowed to fester and cloud the whole thing but funny ones, serious ones. The moment at the top of Blackpool Tower when she discovered he was scared of heights. Coronation Street in Manchester. A programme she started watching because he did, and she still does!! They had to go back to a couple of places in "the street" more than once just so he could see it again. Taking walks down the old mill trail with the boys, the fact that he always used two towels when he had a shower......Oh yes, many, many flashes. So she went back. 14 years since she drove that road and it felt so familiar. Down the dip, round the chicanes, turn right at the top and there it was, number 50. It looked like little had changed. The shed they'd built. The garden gate was the same. All as if that length of time had never happened. So much flooded back. The night he left the fridge door open and she walked into it carrying two plates of chilli. The nights she sat waiting for him to come home no matter how late. Teaching him to drive. The day he got the job he's still in and he had to pass his driving test within a few days. Getting his first car. The time the cat got shut in the tumble dryer! Laughter. Hugs. Lots of hugs. The night she'd needed him for support when she had to tell her son his father had died. God, she'd needed him then and he'd been there, a rock that had held her together through that time. She could still see that picture, sitting on the floor in the living room telling her son the news. The day she knew it was over. So, back to the phone calls. They were a great way to cheer the day up....at least for her. Then of course, as all girls do, she started to question why. He felt sorry for her was one that went through her head. Guilt on his part was another. He was bored at work and it was something different to do in the day. He wanted to show her that things had worked out well for him. You know the way girls think? It was all there!! Not once, initially, did she think that he just liked talking to her. There had to be an ulterior motive...... They explored so much, they talked so much. Current relationships, their jobs, music, where they'd gone wrong all that time ago. They went over that a lot. They both cried, emotional meltdown....not on the same day... She wrote it down, she'd always written things down. 15 years on, 15 years older and it's easier to say "this is what happened, this is how I felt, this is where it went wrong." So into an attachment it went and how he took it would dictate how they moved forward. She really had thought that it would end there. They'd said what had to be said. Put what had happened into perspective for both of them and that should have been it. BUT...there's always a but isn't there? Neither of them could let go. And then she knew. She really had always known somewhere in her head since this started. They just plain liked each other, still felt deeply for each other. Cool!! And then it started. The reason that they'd got into trouble 20 years previously. Now you'd think that older and wiser would prevail.....15 plus years is a long time to get some common sense in but no, oh no....not these two!! And once you're into your 50's and the other one's in late 40's you should know better, should know when to call a halt....but.... They started to flirt, just a wee bit, then a bit more, and a bit more and......Stop! Just stop....But they didn't did they? In the years between she'd never done again what they had done to his wife. But she had got bored and when a girl is bored she starts doing things that normally she might see as foolhardy. The Internet. Lots, and lots of web sites. Lots and lots of meeting people websites. Lots and lots of chances to be a little bit naughty, after all, it's only the internet....who's to know? She'd joined a site, sexsearch.com....great name...and there had been a stream of, lets face it, disgusting, lonely men looking for kicks. Did that make her the same as them? Course not!!! But. There was this one guy. Canadian. Same age. Looking for a bit of online adventure, just as she was. Contact was made. Emails were exchanged and..............It lasted almost 2 years. And one of the things she started to do was take photos of herself for him in varying states of dress. She still had this as a hobby, still took the pictures...God knows why so....you can guess where this is going....she sent him one. Now, in life we learn what's safe and what's not. We learn that if you walk out into a busy road you might just get hit by a bus. If you walk under a ladder with someone on it you might get something dropped on your head. And if you walk too close to the edge you might slip and fall over.....OH, yeah. You might just fall over..... So why?? Why do you want to just take that peek over the edge?? Take that first step, then the next, then the next, until........woops. there you go!!! Disappeared in a hail of stones.....Metaphorical stones. They had begun to flirt, started to joke. He told her about a "sleazy hotel" he knew of and they joked about meeting there for many days! It was obvious he'd used its facilities before! So to cap that she sent him some more pictures, ones she knew damn fine he'd like. . and she told him more about her "secret" life. She was kinked. She was into BDSM.....she loved that he hadn't really known what that was, she enjoyed telling him. It was odd though. Because no one else knew, none of her closest friends, no one until she told him. He did get the wrong end of it though, thought she was hurting herself so she had to explain about sensation play and that it was about that more than actually pain. And the dressing up. That was one of the bits she loved....Bit o a change there then form when they'd lived together. They'd already agreed to meet for lunch and they kept to it. That day they'd agreed to meet at a pub half way between where they both lived. She had agonised over what to wear. They both were very aware that there was still chemistry between them so she didn't want to wear anything that gave the wrong idea nor did she want to look frumpy!! God, decisions!! Finally she decided on the new jeans, they were a nice fit!! Actually she'd intended to wear then for this since the day she bought them! And a top that, if you didn't keep an eye on it had a tendency to be a wee bit revealing but not too much. And under it she had some red hot underwear on....Provocative? Maybe. Daring? Probably. Dangerous? Best to be prepared though! "Fuck." She thought "What will be will be and we'll just have to deal with it!! We're older now, we know the dangers so we'll be able to behave." "Yeah, right...." Said the other side of her brain....heard THAT one before. She wanted him to see her tattoos though, so it had to be a short sleeved top and most of those were a little but low...."The man's seen a cleavage before." She thought. "Stop getting into a panic over it.....And breathe!" By the time she got to the headless chicken stage she decided to leave the house. No point in putting it off. What was going to be was going to be. She'd decided to be early, nerves and...well...she's never late for anything! She got there and sat in the car to catch her breath, calm her nerves. They might have talked every day for 3 even 4 weeks but they hadn't seen each other for...well....we know that one now. As she sat in the car she gradually became aware of that feeling when you just know you're being watched. She turned her head to find him grinning at her through the window.....Why she hadn't though to check the car next to her she didn't know. Slowly she opened the door. "Breathe, she thought, just breathe. And smile. Should I smile? Should I ....fuck what do I do?" Slowly she got out of the car, closed the door. Opened the back to get her bag and give her the chance to calm her thumping heart. She knew now. Knew exactly how she felt, and she knew that this wasn't going to end here. Having retrieved her bag and having heard the door of his car close she straightened up, closed her door and turned. They just stood. Stood and looked. For a long moment. A very long moment. The moment turned into an eternity. Then as if by some signal they both moved. He put his arms round her and her world turned upside down. The familiarity. The tight hug. The clinging.....and then came the tears. She couldn't stop..... "God, this is embarrassing." She said. In the same moment she realised that he was crying too. "What are we like?" He said. "I did say I'd bring loads of tissues!" She said pulling a handful from her pocket. They both laughed. He stepped back, still holding her arm. "Let me look at you properly. A photo's not the same." He said. "Crying Steven, not looking my best....Give me a minute." She dived back into the car, pulled out some concealer and did her best to cover the damage done. "I've seen you in worse states you know." Said the annoyingly familiar voice from behind. "And I've had a tear as well....tell you what....pass that stuff here and I'll use it too." She laughed, his intention of course. Break the tension. Get things back on track. "Come on." He said. "Let's go for a walk." "Ok. I'm up for that. Bit early to eat yet anyway." They set off, suitable distance apart. Ok...weird. Now that they are together they seem not to able to talk. Silence. More silence. Long silence.....Then that awful moment when you both start talking at once!!!!! Shit....."Sorry." They both said. "On you go." They both said. And finally the ice was broken. She put her arm through his and they stared to chat, relaxed in each others company, at last. You think this ends here? I don't think so.... They walk. They talk. All sorts stuff, anything and everything just the way it used to be. And as they walked, without either of them noticing they get closer..............and closer. Something he says makes her laugh really loudly and he turns and looks down at her. In the same moment she looks up at him and they both pause looking at each other, drinking each other in. You can read the moment can't you? You can see what's coming? She breaks first, moves away from him, fixes her hair, tries to breathe deeply. It had felt like a bolt of electricity and she didn't believe in that stuff.....at least not again. Not 15 years later. "So, when do you want to eat?" She tried to say. It came out as a croak. She coughed, tried again, second time lucky, the sentence came out right. "You've never been very good at hiding when you really don't know what to say or do." He was laughing as he said it, she could tell. "Like you know how to handle this, yeah?" She responded really flustered. To be honest she didn't know whether to run, running sounded like a good option, a great plan. She could say..... "Look Steven, this wasn't such a good idea, I think we should just part company now." That just sounded wrong in her head. She could lie. "Look I'm sorry.....I've just remembered I have a doctors appointment." Like he'd even believe that. Or stay. Front it out. Pretend nothing happened. Oh yeah, they could both do that. And breathe......She turned back to him, smiled in a composed manner and said, "As I said, where and when do you want to eat? Where we left the cars? Go back, take one car and go on somewhere else? Keep walking till we both collapse? " He looked at her and laughed. Pulled her round and into his arms. "Come here, you." He said. "Just come here. Stop being so scared, so worried, so concerned with doing the right thing and let's just enjoy today. Fuck, it's been 15 years. I just want to look at you. I know I've said this on the phone, and in a message as well." He took her hand....put his hand in hers. Did the same with the other. She looked up at him. "I'm sorry, just that, I am truly sorry." "So am I." She replied, "So am I." They just stood there, holding hands looking at each other for what seemed like an age. "Oh for God's sake." She said. "Lets go back, either eat where we parked or go somewhere else. I don't know about you but I'm frozen." "Come on and I'll heat you up." He said. "I don't really feel it you know." They both laughed at that, turned and set off back to their cars. Now that the moment had gone they just talked, general stuff, nothing worth recording. Until they reached the car park. "Now what?" She said. "Don't know about you but I've never been that keen on their food anyway. Shall we go somewhere else? He looked at the pub, looked at her and nodded. "I know how things are with you so, my car?" She said. "Tell you what, I drive, you decide where we're going." She knew, you know. She knew fine well what would happen. Knew exactly where they'd end up. You both knew how it would end up. Don't try and deny it....you're both adults. She took off her fleece, threw it as usual in the back with her bag, picked up her phone, opened the front door and got in, putting her phone in it's usual place on the shelf. He got in. "Hang on, I'll take off my jacket too." Got back out and repeated what she'd done minus the bag thing. Back in. "Ok to go now? Good!" She started the engine, pulled forward, looked at him and said, "Left or right?" He looked at her, she looked back. She could see the wheels turning in his mind. "Left." She nodded and left it was. She followed his directions, left, right, straight across etc., till she could no longer hold her tongue. "OK, I'll fall for it. Where are we going?" "There's a lay by up ahead, pull in." She saw it, indicated and pulled into the quite picturesque lay-by and stopped the car, turned off the engine. She pushed her seat back a bit, hating that she was a smurf, and turned to look at him. He looked back unblinkingly. Holding her gaze. He too turned in his seat. They sat like that. Looking......It had been a day of looking hadn't it? They had done a lot of looking. She glanced back to the view outside the window, took a deep, deep breathe and opened her mouth, then closed it. "Once more," she thought, "Try again." Open............close. "Shit!!!!!!!!!!" "You know that's the second time I've managed to make you speechless....I could get used to this!! I've never know you lost for words." "Don't laugh at me just don't!!" She snapped. Then she took a deep breath, "Sorry, shouldn't have snapped but I don't know what to say. I know where we're going. I know I can stop the car and say no. I don't have to do this, I don't." "No. you don't. In fact I think you'll find I haven't asked you to do anything." She glanced at him. "True." She said. "Yet." He said. "Look. It's true we're going to the place I told you about. It's true that we could get a room if we wanted to. It's true that at some point we might even eat lunch!! But, no matter what the outcome we both know that something is going to happen between us. You can't deny chemistry!! Now don't get me wrong. I don't want to jeopardise the relationship I have but......we, you and I, have started something that needs to come to some kind of natural conclusion." She looked at him in surprise. "And you've always said you were crap with words......Where did all that come from?" "Hell, woman, I've been thinking of little else for the last 5 weeks not to mention the stuff you've told me and the photos you've sent me. Plenty time to think about it all." She had to nod in agreement. She opened the door and got out of the car. Stood with her foot on the sill leaning on the door, looking straight out at the view of moor and hills in front of her. She'd been thinking too. Thought of little else. She walked round and leaned against the front of the car. She breathed in deeply, taking in the clear air and closed her eyes, raising her head up towards the weak winter sun. Behind her she heard his door open and close, felt the bonnet dip as he joined her. She felt his arm go round her, felt him pull her into his shoulder. She allowed herself to be pulled. She leaned against him and for a few minutes they just stood there feeling each other, comforting each other. "Can I ask you something?" He said. "Do you know how often we've said that over the last few weeks?" She laughed up at him. "Go on then." "Did you emmm....Did you bring the .emmm....you know with you?" "Now who's speechless!" She teased..... "Come on, lets go...Oh and yes, under the jacket on the back seat." They got back onto the car. As she started the engine she asked him if they were in fact heading for the hotel he'd mentioned, he said yes so she pointed the car in that direction and drove out of the car park. She took a deep breathe. "When we get there, we're going to book a room." She held up a hand to stop him speaking. "We are. Even if we only use it to talk it's a private place without freezing in the car for hours or watching over our shoulders to see if anyone's listening. And it means you can look at my stuff in private as well! Ok?" He swallowed nervously. He'd never thought she'd be the one to suggest a room. And what she said made sense, if sense was what you wanted. He didn't know what he wanted now. His roller coaster was kicking in all over again. He had been sure, he had known what would probably happen but now he just didn't know. He wasn't in control and he kind of wanted to be. Or did he? Oh fuck his brain was a mess all over again!! Hello Sub Ch. 01 "Hello sub." You drop your bags and nearly jump across the room as you hear those words. You spin around to see me sitting in a chair in the corner, even sitting you notice the power and control that runs through me. The same power and control you give up each time you are with me. "hello Sir", you quietly answer as you drop to your knees as per my order when you are in my presence. As I inspect my kneeling sub with your hands behind your back and your head lowered to the ground I come upon what you were hoping I would overlook. "What is that sub?!" My tone becoming strict as I point to the skirt you have on. Your mind starts to race hoping I wouldn't have noticed that the skirt you're wearing is too short for my liking. You go over and over quickly in your head why you wore it and how best to answer me. Your thoughts are shattered when you hear, "ANSWER ME!" You look up at me as I now stand over you looking down waiting for an answer to this clear breaking of my rules. "i...i...i didn't think..." "That's right you didn't think sub!" As I cut you off. You move your gaze towards the floor almost boring a hole in it. A hole you could use right about now to escape or hide in. "I gave you rules and I expect those rules to be followed AT ALL TIMES!" My voice becoming stronger with each word. "You're going to be punished!" The last word rings in your head. It quickly stirs up more emotions than any other word ever has. Your body fills with fear, anticipation, excitement, anger, sorrow, and last but not least arousal. "i...i'm sorry Sir" is your only replay. But you know even at this point that is useless. Once that word has been said you know it's only a matter of time before it is delivered. I shrug it off like nothing was said as I move about the room. First I grab a pair of wrist constraints then a blindfold. I move up behind you placing the constraints tightly around your wrists and then I quickly slide the blindfold over your eyes. The rest is a mystery to you as you hear me going through the dresser drawers and even into the closet. "Stand up!" Grabbing your arm tightly and pulling you up quickly. You almost stumble over as I forcefully pull you over to the bed pushing you down face first on it. You lay there eyes still covered and wrists tightly bound together half your body hangs off the side of the bed; the other half lay on it. "You will be punished for breaking my rules sub." As you hear those words you feel something cold, metal and sharp lightly dragging up and down your thighs. Your mind races once again, 'my Master wouldn't hurt me, would he?' and 'He loves me, he could never hurt me' entering your head. You feel the metal touch your skin once more as you hear fabric being cut. Your worries quickly disappear as you realize your Master is cutting the skirt off of you. After it is off it is thrown in the garbage. "Open your legs sub." You open them before I can finish with my order not wanting to disobey me again. You begin to feel the arousal and even a hint of embarrassment flush over your entire body as you realize the only thing covering your most private of areas from my watchful eyes is the thin black see through panties, my favorite pair, you wore today. 'Well at least I can't be punished for that' is your thinking as you remember the panties you have on. You feel me pull them up away from your body the fabric becoming tight against your pussy lips and asshole. *Snip* is all you hear as I cut them off of you. Your anus and pussy lips clearly exposed to me now. "Open your mouth." You quickly obey not sure what I will put in it. Your answer comes soon enough when you're able to feel fabric first on your lips then your tongue. You realize it is the panties that were just cut from your body. You manage a mumbled "thank You Sir" through the panties stuffed in your mouth. For the first time you realize how wet the fabric is and know instantly it is the juices from your pussy that the panties were covering throughout the day. You hope I am not upset at the arousal of your most intimate of areas knowing that punishment is for learning a lesson and not for pleasure for the sub. The fear of my increasing the severity of the punishment if I think you're enjoying it too much dances in your head. "Your punishment will now begin sub." You're able to hear something. It sounds familiar but you can't quite place it. Then you feel it a cold, wet and hard object pushing against your anus. You realize quickly tightening or trying to close your asshole is useless and only will lead to more punishment. You try to relax not knowing how big or long the object is. All the relaxing is pointless as you feel it stretch your asshole more than it has ever been stretched before. You figure out fast that it is a butt plug but you've never felt one this big before. You let out a pained moan through the panties stuffed in your mouth. It feels as if your asshole is going to rip as I push the rest of it inside of you. You know begging and pleading is only a waste of my time and your breath. Once it is completely in you, your anus is able to begin to try and incorporate this large plastic plug as a part of your body. You hope this is the extent of the punishment but know deep down it is only the beginning. "You will receive 25 lashes punishment." The number alone sends a stinging throughout your body and especially to your ass. Before you can prepare yourself the first smack the paddle comes down hard on your butt. The placement is right on target for pushing the butt plug deeper into your asshole. The pain is hot and stings from the paddle and deep from the plug. You try to keep quiet with little yelps of pain escaping your lips being absorbed by both the panty gag and the fabric of the bed with the blindfold becoming damp from your tears. The more paddles you receive the more they become blurred together. The feeling is more and more like one big long smack to your hot, red ass. You use the time wisely thinking over what you did wrong to deserve it. The one thing that sticks clearly in your head is the fact that your juices have not stopped from escaping your tight wet insides. Even with the pain both in and on your ass you can't seem to stop the moisture of your pussy from building. You know how dangerous it would be for me to see the wetness. The fact that even a small part of you enjoys this would be a huge disappointment for me and make your situation more painful for sure. As the last paddle comes down just as hard as the first you hear me say, "There, that wasn't so bad was it sub?" The break from the paddling should be a welcomed relief but instead causes the numbed pain nerves in your flesh to spring back to life with the rush of blood back to your rear. This causes a second wave of pain to come over you almost as powerful as the first. You finally are able to breathe a slight sigh as you hope the punishment has ended until you hear, "What is this wetness on the bed between your legs?!?" Your body quickly tenses. Your fear has been realized as you wonder what could be next. Hello Sub Ch. 02 "Well, why are you wet slut?!" My voice becomes stern and strict as I question the wetness from your pussy as I was delivering your punishment, the paddling of your ass. "well...i...it...was...umm..." SMACK! A hard smack from my hand on your exposed wet pussy lips. "Were you enjoying your punishment slave?!" SMACK! Another hit to your pussy lips causes you to pull forward in pain trying to bury your pussy into the bedding to hide from my hand. "Well since you enjoyed your punishment when you weren't suppose to then I guess I'll enjoy your pussy bitch." Reaching over I grab a ball gag taking the temporary gag of your dirty panties out of your mouth I slide the new gag into your mouth making sure it is nice and tight. Then I tighten the blindfold and loosen your wrist constraints stretching your arms above your head and attaching them to the side of the bed. An "MMmmmm" escapes around the ball gag in your mouth as I run my fingers up and down you swollen red outer lips. I grab your ankle attaching a restraint to it tying the other end to the leg of the bed, and then doing the same to your other ankle. I pull my shirt off in one motion over my head. I push down my jeans and boxers my hard thick cock springing out from its cloth confinements. I stand there gently massaging the shaft as I look at my slave your hands tied and stretched above your head, your ankles shackled to the legs of the bed and your eyes and mouth covered as you await what your Master has in store for you next. I take a step forward tightening the restraints on your ankles to the legs of the bed causing your legs to spread wider for me with your most private of areas becoming more and more exposed to my prying eyes. I move close taking the thick red head of my cock and sliding it up and down your wet pussy slit. The head of my dick slightly parting the wet pink lips of your cunt. A moan of pleasure hits the ball gag in your mouth as you know what is coming next. I slide the head inside of you feeling the pressure of your inner walls tighten down around the intruding hard object. I push more of my head into you making room in your tight insides for my thick hard shaft to follow. The juices escaping your pussy coat my cock helping it to slide easier inside of you. The ball gag is taking the onslaught of moans and whimpers coming from your throat as you feel my cock being pushed deeper. Once I am able to slide my entire cock inside I hold it there letting your tight insides stretch to fit my manhood. I begin to slowly pull myself out getting almost to the tip before I push back in feeling the warmth and wetness surround me once again. I begin to fuck your tight cunt a little harder and deeper with each thrust of my cock. I can feel how tight and wet you are and I know not being able to scream out in pleasure is driving you crazy. I take a hold of the butt plug pulling half of it out of your asshole before I push it back in hard. I begin to match the plunging of my cock with the plunging of the butt plug into your anus. The added pain and pleasure of the toy going in and out of your asshole is almost too much to bear. As my thick shaft and head slide in and out of your pink wet hole I feel your pussy begin to tighten this time from an approaching orgasm. The waves of pleasure and slight pain wash over your mind and body as you bathe in every little bit of it, the approaches of an orgasm nearing its point when a sudden thought brings you back to reality. 'how am i going to ask for permission to cum with the ball gag in my mouth??' A problem you had neglected to think about as the gag was slid into place. You realize cumming without permission is regarded as one of the most serious infractions of my rules. Your mind begins to battle the question as pleasure once again tries to take over the rationalizing part of your mind. Each thrust of my cock sends you closer and closer to explosion and immediate disobedience. You try hard to get my attention making noises and moving, but with the ball gag making anything you try to say sound like a moan and whimper and the restraints on your ankles and wrists letting only the slightest of movements, all efforts are lost. What you can't see is the mischievous smile slowing spreading across my lips as I look at your helpless body with your blindfold and gag tightly in their place. The problem may have slipped your mind but was front and center when I placed the gag in your mouth. I can barely hold back a chuckle as I feel your insides get tighter and tighter each time my cock enters. I know it is only a matter of time before your insides covers my dick in an explosion of your juices and with it comes the breaking of my rules. I quicken my pace pushing the butt plug deep inside of you one last time as you raise your head in a scream of pleasure. The scream finding its way around the gag in your mouth singling the arrival of your orgasm and of the punishment that will come from it. I bury myself deep inside of you to get the full pleasure of warmth and wetness as your insides contract tightly around me in orgasmic bliss. I hold myself there as I feel the aftershocks of the orgasm ripple through shaft and head still buried inside of you. As your head begins to clear from the explosion of pleasure coursing through your entire body all you can wonder is 'what does Master have in store for me next?' Hello Sub Ch. 03 "Get up!" You faintly hear the order as your mind is still cloudy from the orgasm your Master has just given you. One that is sure to result in punishment because you were unable to ask permission before you cummed. "I said Get Up!" I command again this time pulling on the restraints around your wrists lifting you up on to your feet. In your orgasmic bliss you did not realize that your ankles had been freed and your wrists, though still bound together, were no longer bound to the bed. You stand there blindfold still tight and damp from both your tears and sweat. The ball gag secured tightly in your mouth preventing even the hint of apology to come out of your mouth for your disobedience. "Come with me." My tone strict and demanding. Something that sends shivers throughout your body. You manage a meager whimper before you're pulled forward stumbling as I lead you towards your punishment. "Over here slave." Pulling you over to me I lift your bound wrists up clipping them into place high against the wall. Your arms now stretched out above your head causing your big breasts to strain against the fabric of your bra and shirt. "you won't need this anymore." In one stroke I rip the thin fabric of your shirt clean off your body leaving the lacey fabric of your black bra the only thing containing the large breasts from my view. But just as quick as your shirt disappeared so goes your bra leaving you completely naked and helpless in front of me. I stand there and watch my slave her arms extended high above, her eyes and mouth both covered. I watch your large tits raise and lower with each breath you take. The rise and fall of them seem to quicken with each passing second as the anticipation of the punishment builds. "You were a bad girl angel; now I have to punish you. I don't enjoy it, but how else will you learn? You do want to be my good girl, don't you angel?" I ask softly and you quickly nod, wanting that more than anything. You feel something cold and hard on your exposed nipples. They respond quickly by hardening into two red nubs sticking straight on your chest. I quickly slip on the cold metal clamps onto your erect nipples making sure they squeeze just enough to not be too painful but also no where near tolerable. A loud whimper escapes the gag. That seems to be the only thing you can muster through the ball gag. The pain of the clamps demanding more from you but only a whimper comes out. You know this is only the beginning. "Turn around and spread your legs." You do as you're told quickly parting your legs wide. You stand there facing the wall in an upside down Y position. I quickly secure your legs to each end of the wall making sure you have no way to close them. Your wrists tied together and secured to the wall way above your head. You look as if you're reaching for something but you just can't quite reach it. Your feet are spread apart wide and your ass still red from the earlier spanking the large butt plug still buried deep into your asshole sticking out at me. I push you roughly against the wall causing the clamps on your nipples to squeeze tighter from being pinned between you and the hard surface. Again only a whimper is heard. "For the clear violation of my rules not once but twice today you will be punished accordingly." Your mind and heart begin to race. The mere mention of more punishment causes the heat to return to the flesh of your ass. You wonder what is in store for you. "Let's begin." You feel me tug on the chain hanging between the two nipple clamps causing the clamps to pull roughly on your red swollen nipples. You feel something being attached to the chain. Your mind begins to run through all the things it could be but before you can come to a conclusion you feel my fingers gently pulling the hood of your clit back exposing the hard pink button. A moan escapes the gag as you wonder what could be next. You quickly find out when another cold metal clamp is placed tightly around your clit. What began as a moan now turns into a yelp of pain as the clamp tightens around your hard clit sending a sting throughout your entire body. The clamp now fixed on your most sensitive of areas. Not as tight as the clamps on your nipples but far from being comfortable. You can feel my presence as I move closer to you. My hot breath hitting your neck as my fingertips gently run from your ass up the smooth skin of your back till I reach your hair tugging it hard causing your head to jerk up violently. "Ready slut?" You know there is no right answer to that question so a small whimper is your only reply. "you will get 10 lashes of my cane." 'Cane?!?' and 'Ten?!?, buzz in your ears. You don't know if you can handle it. Your ass still sore from the earlier paddling. Before you can react you feel the sting of the cane on your backside. A flash of burning, stinging pain instantly finds its way to the flesh of your cheeks. You jump forward with the hit and quickly realize each piece of the punishment, the clamps on your nipples and the one on you clit, coming together with the caning to be one big agony of pain. As you move forward against the wall your nipples crush against the hard surface causing the clamps to pinch them harder. At the same time your back straightens raising your breasts and the clamp that is attached to them the clamp on your clit, which is connected to the nipple clamps, is pulled tightening it more around your pink nub. The pain from your nipples, clit, and ass spreads like lightning covering your entire body in a hot stinging pain. It is almost too much to bear. Your knees give out putting your entire weight for a moment onto the clip holding your bound wrists up. You are trapped. As the next few hits of the cane drive down onto the soft tissue of your ass you know it is useless to move. Any type of movement from the hit causes more pain to your now sore and aching nipples and clit. The only remedy is to push more of your ass out surrendering it to the strikes of the cane in order to save your other sensitive areas. As the last few blows of the cane rain down upon your hot red ass. The pain is overwhelming as it courses your entire body. Finally the last hit of the cane lands squarely on your exposed backside. I give you a second to appreciate the amount of pain you are in. Your ass is on fire. Your nipples ache. Your clit stings. The pain is so much your brain is in overload creating endorphins to battle it all. Even with all the pain there is the tiniest bit of pleasure mixed in from the drugs your body has created to combat the hurting. I release your ankles then I remove the clamps on your nipples and clit. Both areas throb as the circulation returns. I unclip your wrists from the wall. "Kneel." One word and one movement from you. You drop down quickly unsure of what's next. I remove the ball gag, your jaw hangs open from being stuffed with the gag all this time. I take this opportunity to slide my cock into your wide open mouth. As soon as the thick red head of my cock touches your tongue it springs into action gently licking and wrapping around the head. As the saliva builds in your mouth I push more of my cock into it. My thick shaft pushing behind the head which is down going deeper into your waiting mouth. I place my hands on the side of your head signaling for you to accept more of my cock and you do without hesitation. I can feel the head getting closer to your throat causing you to gag a little but you press on accepting more and more of my cock until it disappears. Your nose gently rubs against the base of my cock as you have deep throated my entire dick. You start to suck harder and faster milking my shaft and head with your mouth. Your blindfold still tight and your wrists bound together in your lap you expertly use just your mouth and tongue to pleasure the shaft and head of my cock. You suck harder and faster pushing my cock deep with each bob. Your tongue snakes around the shaft as it slides down your throat. "I'm gonna cum slut." A groan escapes my lips as I erupt into your waiting mouth. The warm fluid hits the back of your throat as you swiftly suck down my entire cock. As you extract the last bit of my semen you pull back letting the last few drips from the tip of my cock land on your tongue, so you can enjoy the sweet taste of your Master. You clean the head of my cock licking away any and all cum. My cock begins to soften I slowly pull it from your mouth; a small whimper escapes your lips as my cock is pulled free. I pick you up removing your blindfold and wrist restraints. I move over to the bed lying down. "Come lay with me slave." You slowly tiptoe over lying down. The sheets feel cool against your warm skin. "I hope you learned your lesson pet." You nod quickly. "Good girl." I lean down softly kissing your lips as I wrap my arms around you. Having you close to me makes me feel complete. You feel safe and secure in your Master's arms because you know the pain I caused was only for your benefit. You begin to drift off to sleep as you wonder what your Master has in store for you tomorrow. Hello Sweetie "Hello sweetie." The Doctor just stared at her. How could she have done it? How could she have done it again was the better question. "River!" He looked her up and down. "Why aren't you in jail?!" "Yes, darling, it's good to see you, too." River Song walked across the room and dropped her bags on the floor. "Help me with those, will you?" The Doctor looked at the bags and then back up at her. "No one knows where I am, I'm supposed to be dead, as far as the universe knows, how did you find me?" River simply looked in the mirror, primping her wild curly blonde hair. "We've been married a long time now, sweetie." She turned to face him. "Nowhere you can hide from me." River smiled and gave the Time Lord a wink. The Doctor smiled which was quickly followed by a confused frown, as if to correct himself. "Don't suppose you'll tell me how." The Doctor paced slightly and wrung his hands as he thought. "Spoilers." The Doctor nodded, expecting her classic dodge. "And you were able to carve these space time coordinates into-" "I know a man," River continued primping herself in the mirror above the dresser. "He was very helpful. Were you going to get those bags?" He looked down at the two leather overnight bags on the floor. "You know a man," The Doctor began as he lifted them up onto a small table by the wall. "Who could carve these space/time coordinates into the Liberty Bell?" River turned to face the Doctor again. "Old friend of yours, actually." She walked over to him and placed a hand on his chest. "He wanted me to thank you for the key." River smiled as she picked up one of the bags. "No." The Doctor gasped. River smiled and sighed. "Yes." "You didn't!" River placed a hand on his cheek. "Oh, is someone jealous?" He scoffed and took a step back. "Me? Jealous?" He reached up and adjusted his bow tie. "Franklin-boy wishes he were this cool." "Of course he does, dear." River took the bag and walked into the adjacent washroom. The Doctor looked around. "River!" "Patience!" She replied from behind the door. "Those coordinates!" The Doctor pulled back the curtain and looked out the window at the brightly lit city skyline. "Why here?" He walked over to the table where a gleaming silver tray with a very pricey looking dinner for two was sitting. The Doctor leaned down to take a big whiff of the steamed lobster tails, smiled, and then returned to his concerned look. "Don't you like it?" River replied from the other room. "This is where we always meet." The Doctor wheeled around and looked across the room at the high priced art on the walls, the extravagant glass chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and the antique furniture that looked a fraction of how old he was. He reached into his tweed blazer pocket and whipped out his Sonic Screwdriver. Scanning it across the room he looked into it with a perplexed look as he strode to the middle of the room. "I'm sure I'd remember a room this fancy." He sat down on the edge of the bed. "What use would I have for a hotel room, anyway?" The door to the washroom opened slowly and gracefully. "I could think of a reason." The Doctor looked up and dropped his screwdriver to the ground. There she stood like a vision, like a dream. Leaning against the doorframe was River Song in a body hugging bright red negligée that showcased her curves in spades. He wild curls draped over her face as she looked at the Time Lord with a hungry look. The Doctor stammered for words but only flapped his mouth open and closed a few times. River sauntered from the door to the bed slowly, letting him take his time to drink in the sight. She smiled broadly as she reached the edge of the bed and took his face in his hands. The Doctor looked up at her still in shock. "Happy anniversary, sweetie." She pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply and passionately. Time stood still for the Time Lord. He had roughly a thousand questions running through his mind, how, what, where, when and why were chief among them. River broke the kiss and looked into his alien eyes. "Anniversary?" The Doctor looked into hers with a look of confused excitement. "We have an anniversary?" "Every year." River leaned in and kissed him again. She sat down on his lap as she ran her hands through his upturned hair. The Doctor placed his hands on her hips and supported her on himself. "I suppose I've got to get used to it." He smiled and chuckled. River looked puzzled for a moment before she realized. "You've not been here before." "Never once." The Doctor confirmed, far too busy in running his eyes up and down the stunning body poured over him. "So..." River ran her finger up and down his chest. "For you...we haven't..." The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Haven't...?" He waited for her to finish her thought. River smiled wickedly. "Well, won't this be fun?" Before he could ask what she meant the Doctor was shoved onto his back on the bed. He looked up at River who worked her body around to straddle the Doctor across his waist. Placing her hands on either side of his head she lowered herself down and brought herself face to face with her Doctor. "This is something we do, then?" He asked. River just smiled and hovered her lips above his. "Something we do exquisitely." She slowly lowered her mouth to his and lifted them up again before they met. Laughing fiendishly she missed his lips again as the Doctor flummoxed in his arousal. "That's hardly fair." He complained as his hands glided of their own accord up her legs to her waist. His fingertips played with the edge of her night dress which effortlessly slid up and over her bottom. River rocked her hips, pressing herself against the Time Lord below her. A slight giggle escaped her lips which turned into a sigh of pleasure. Forcing herself back and forth onto the Doctor's body she finally lowered herself down to kiss him. It was taking the Doctor longer than she had hoped to find his rhythm, but she couldn't blame him. She had to teach him all the wonderful arts he had taught her and she was looking forward to it. River let her tongue slide into the Doctor's mouth and graze across his teeth and darting around his own. He was unsure at first but her movements on his lap, sliding up and down, and the erotic heat he felt against his own skin drove him forward. Their kiss locked in a passionate fury as he grabbed her by her waist and compelled her onward. River moaned into his mouth as his hands moved across the soft flesh of her waist and butt. She moved from his mouth and kissed his cheek along the way to his ear, taking the lobe into her mouth she sucked and nibbled. The feeling of her hot breath against his ear made the Doctor giggle boyishly and broke the archeologist's concentration. "You make it difficult sometimes, you know?" She happily breathed to him. Kissing him on the cheek once again she sat up and placed her hands on his chest looking down at him through her messy hair. "What shall I do with you?" River once again slid herself up and down along the Doctor's growing member, he cheeks flushed with excitement as she groaned in appreciation. "Perhaps, I know." The Doctor sat up on his elbows at River lifted herself up from him and onto her knees on the floor in front of him. "Well that's rubbish, what can you do from there?" He panted. A huge smile grew on her face. "Spoilers." She whispered and ran her hands up and down his thighs. The Doctor shuddered at the sensation of her fingertips and gasped as her hands glided up and took hold of him. River ran her hand up his shaft over the material of his pants tracing the outline of his shape with her fingers. Rubbing him through his clothes her spare hand grabbed the button of his trousers and popped it open and slowly lowered the zipper. Her eyes widened as his hard alien cock sprang from its confinement and in front of her. "Oh I never tire of this..." She cooed and wrapped her hand around his shaft, working up and down slowly. The Doctor was lost to all of this, sent to another world in his own mind by the wonderful pleasure he was experiencing. "Excited, sweetie?" "Mmhhmm, gghhmm" Was all the Doctor could manage to utter as he rolled his head back in pleasure. He looked down at the constant enigma he had married during the end of an alternate reality. "River..." "Sshhh, darling." River smiled as she stroked her Doctor. "That's nothing." River worked her hand up and down his cock with a twisting motion as she moved up and ran her tongue from its base its head with a flick when reaching the top. The Doctor gasped but had no time to react when she lowered her lips and took him into her mouth. Continuing to twist her hand at the base of his magnificent alien dick she swirled her tongue around the head and moved her head up and down trying to take in as much as she could. The Doctor's eyes bulged as his wonderful enigma of a woman sucked his cock with delight. Her eyes looking into his as she opened wide and lowered her mouth down further onto him, letting his cock reach the back of her throat. She came up for air and laughed. "Haven't done that in ages." She kissed the head of his cock and continued to stroke him. "Like that, did you?" "I didn't even know..." The Doctor trailed off in a fog of pleasure. River loved having him so weak for herself, she had never had him like this before. To do with as she pleased. She slithered up his body and kissed him deeply, dropping to bite and suck on his neck as well as she roped her fingers around his alien member. "We're not done yet, sweetie." She winked with a smile as she pulled up her negligee to reveal her thong panties, a shade of familiar blue. "What do you think?" "Good color," The Doctor began as River took his hand and led it to her aching loins. She guided the Doctors fingers, running along the material to trace her lips and feel her hot anticipation. The Doctor's fingers began to move of their own accord, his long middle finger moving smoothly from the base of her opening to the top and pausing to press on her clit. River gasped as he flicked her switch and ventured his fingers underneath the silky material. Wetting his fingers he slid first one into her and back out. "Ahh, Doctor..." River moaned as he pushed two fingers into her, exploring her body like a new world he'd never seen before. His fingers moved deeper into her and sliding out, pressing against the burning skin, each time eliciting a moan of pleasure. "No more." She breathed. "Fuck me, Doctor. Fuck me now." She grabbed the waist of her underwear, tore them down, and flung them across the room. Shoving the Doctor onto his back she mounted him as she rubbed her clit in a frenzy. "I need you now, my love." "River, I," The Doctor began before she placed a finger over his lips. "I know, sweetie. I know." Panted River. "Take me, show me, I want you Doctor." River lined herself along with her Time Lord and lowered herself onto him, gasping as he pushed into her slowly. She ran her hands through her hair as she groaned and raised up again to lower herself back down. "Yes, Doctor, oh god..." The Doctor began to match her rhythm and thrust up as she slid down onto his cock. With his hands on her hips he moved faster into her, reaching deeper with each movement. She braced herself on his shoulders and increased her own speed, panting in agonized pleasure with each movement. The Doctor moaned and grabbed her breast in his hand, kneading the soft skin as their pace quickened. River grabbed the bottom of her negligee and pulled it up and over her head, revealing her glorious naked form before the Time Lord under her. The Doctor sat up and kissed her chest as he quickened his pace into her. River squealed in delight as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply, fucking her now like a man possessed. Fucking her like he had their first time-her first time when she was the anxious and unsure one. Now she rode his hard alien cock with confidence and pride. This was her Doctor, and no one could do the things he could, not to her. The Doctor pressed his fingertips into her back and raked them down as she screamed in ecstasy. Her first wave of orgasm upon her, she bit her lip and continued to bounce on her Doctor. He took her breast into his mouth and ran circles around her nipple with his tongue, driving her even crazier. He knew all the things she loved, without her telling him. She came again, and again, panting and screaming as he thrust himself harder and deeper into her. His voice creaked her name and she came yet again. "River...!" Through her experience she knew what this meant and what to do. She kissed him once and hopped off his cock, and in one quick motion had her mouth around its head and shaft, flicking her tongue along its underside. The Doctor gasped and released himself into her eager mouth. Not flinching for a moment River continued to suck and squeeze each and every drop out of him as he shot into her mouth until he finally collapsed back onto his elbows. River let his dropping member pop out of her mouth and licked her lips. "Mmm, never tire of it Doctor." The Doctor was now splayed out on the bed in a state of wonder. River climbed up alongside him and kissed him on the cheek. "Happy anniversary, my love." The Doctor smiled and kissed her back. "Happy anniversary, River." The two time travelling fugitive lovers held each other and drifted off in peace until their next adventure.