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Secret Victoria

By: Decayed Angel



She was beautiful and I couldn't take my eyes off her. There I was, sitting in a nice restaurant, wanting to just have a quick meal and then return to my hotel and I can do is gaze at her. Her blonde hair hung down just above her shoulders, curving around her cheeks, framing her face in the soft gently curve. I let my eyes wander downward, down her smooth neck to the enticing shadow of her cleavage. Looking closely I could see black lace from her bra peeking just above the top of her blouse.

Her breasts were full, with beautiful round curves that enticed me to look further, to continue exploring her body, but the table hid the rest of her from me. My staring got worse, as I imagined running my hands through her hair and then onto her face. Her prominent cheekbones seemed destined for my lips, her thin nose and beautiful blue eyes continued to draw me in.

If I had any courage about these things I'd call the waiter over and have him deliver a drink to her, a white wine, no red, a Cabernet, I pictured her drinking a hearty red. Once she sipped the wine I'd wander over to her table, pull up a chair between her and the guy she was with and offer her a toast. 

The guy? Yeah, I forgot to mention him.  He was an odd looking fellow, not the sort I could imagine with her, but then maybe he was a brother... no, he just didn't look good enough to be related. Ah, perhaps a blind date, I just couldn't picture her choosing to go out with him. After a few minutes, the strange man stood up, reached out and shook her hand and then walked out of the restaurant.

Moving my eyes from her I watched him through the window, thinking maybe he just stepped outside for a cigarette or something. He stood in the cold, with his hands in his pockets until a cab approached when he held up his hand and then moved out between parked cars when it stopped. He climbed inside and drove off.

When I returned my gaze to the woman I noticed she was staring at me. Suddenly my waiter appeared and handed me a glass of wine, red wine. He said, "From the lady over there," nodding his head discreetly in her direction. I took the wine, held it up and nodded to her, showing my appreciation and took a taste. Hmm... a hearty Cabernet. I felt an odd shiver run though me, it would not be my last of the evening.

Setting the glass back down on the table, I ran the possibilities through my mind. Should I get up and go to her table? Should I buy her a glass of wine too? Should I...

"Hello," she said, looking down at me, "May I sit down."

Clumsily pushing back my chair I said, "Yes, yes please do."

Holding out her hand she said, "Hi, I'm Victoria."

Taking her hand I responded, "I'm Glen, Glen Taylor."

I quickly thanked her for the wine and we shared a toast. She explained her friend was an insurance agent and the dinner was strictly business. We both had eaten so after we finished the wine I asked her if I she'd like to go somewhere else for drinks or coffee. Instead, she invited me to her place, since it was so close.

Well we walked into an old building, maybe three stories tall, with small windows peeking out from just below ground level indicating there was a basement. Her apartment was on the first floor, so we walked up a couple of stairs to get into the building, but then she opened the first door on the right and we stepped inside.

She served me a couple of drinks, this time a bit stronger than the wine and when I finished them she let me downstairs into her basement, except she called it her "dungeon." Game for just about anything, I followed her into a small room, where she began kissing me and unbuttoning my shirt. I followed her lead, unbuttoning her blouse and opening it. The black lace I had seen earlier was not her bra, but from a tight red and black corset that I discovered, when she removed her pants, also had some lace straps that held up her hose.

By then I was naked, my cock sticking straight out at her, while she wore this sexy corset with black stockings and some black high heel shoes. Standing up, she took my hands and beckoned me to follow her over near the wall, where she quickly cuffed both my wrists above my head and then, spreading my legs, cuffed my ankles. My cock was absolutely twitching as things got kinkier and kinkier.

She turned the lights down low and then disappeared into a room, returning with a riding crop. Standing in front of me, she flexed it a couple of times then hooked its tip under my jaw saying, "I think you want this more than me. You want a lady to tell you what to do."

"Yes," I said excitedly.

"Yes ma'am," I replied and then felt the sting of the crop as she thwacked it against my thigh. Looking down I could see a red welt forming.

"The correct response is, 'Yes Mistress,' you got that."

"Yes ma'am... I mean Yes Mistress."

She hit me twice more with the crop and then pertly turned and walked out of the room. Looking down at my thigh I noticed two more welts rising. In a moment she returned to the room, this time wearing some odd white feather wings carrying a massive chain saw. That odd tingling in my stomach returned as she walked closer to me and then reached down and pulled the start rope. It took three pulls, but the saw fired up and I immediately screamed, "NO, NO PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!"

Pointing to her ears she said something I couldn't hear and then slowly lowered the saw as she stared at my face. Wincing I could only look back at her, my entire body trembling. My cock was still hard, otherwise I'd probably peed all over her in my terror. I squinted my eyes, wanting to close them but instead watching her trying to find a sign of mercy in her expression. 

The saw was so close I could feel the hot air coming off of it and then I felt the metal touch me. Where I had expected to see blood splatter all over, I just felt a vibration through my cock, no pain at all, in fact it was kind of pleasurable. Turning the saw some, Victoria held the blade flat against the bottom of my cock and I felt intense pleasure vibrating through my cock. I pushed my hips out leaning my cock harder against the chain saw and then came, my cum spurting up on my stomach and splashing on the saw.

She shut it down and laid the saw on the ground and then leaned against me, my cum smearing between us. Kissing me hard on the mouth she asked, "Well, did you like my dirty little secret?"

"Yes Mistress," was all I could say as she moved her mouth over mine and shoved her tongue between my lips. 

Secret Victoria Ch. 02



After nearly being frightened to death, I was now being covered in Victoria's kisses as her lips and tongue ran all over me. I was still shackled to the wall as she pressed herself against me, grinding herself on me, smearing my cum all over the both of us. I fought to catch my breath after the she used the modified chain saw to make me cum, after terrifying me with it. Between that and her kisses now I could barely breathe.

"I can smell your fear," she growled.

"Yes, I was terrified, I thought..."

"Don't think now, just do," she said, pulling away from me to release my hands and then my feet. Standing about three feet away, she spread her legs wide and said harshly, "Just do!"

I moved toward her, but she reached out and grabbed my shoulder, forcing me down onto my knees. She continued pushing me until my face was just inches from her feet and she said loudly, "Just do!"

Immediately I began kissing her feet and her shoes, running my lips over her and onto the patent leather. I took my tongue and worked them around the toes on her stockinged feet, stretching the nylon fabric down between her toes. Moving my mouth around her ankle, I began kissing and licking her other foot, this time burrowing between the bottom of her foot and the shoe, tasting her salty taste.

I moved upward, kissing first the ankle and then the calf of first her right leg and then the left, feeling the odd texture of the stockings as I worked around to the back. Moving up to the back of her knee, I liked her on both legs, again tasting traces of saltiness. Soon I ran my face along her thighs, moving quickly to her inner thighs as I ran my tongue up close to her crotch and then back down to her knees. Glancing up at her I could see her looking down at me with a fierce, passionate look.

She then grabbed my head and pulled it up to her crotch and she ground herself against my face, the fabric and lace of her corset scratching me some. After a few moments of grinding, she moved her hand away from my head, and reached down between her legs and unfastened the corset, pulling the front upward and exposing her pussy to me. I moved forward quickly, pushing my tongue inside her, tasting the tangy wetness of her.

After pushing my tongue in and out of her some, I then slowly drew my tongue up between her lips, feeling their delicate flesh parting for me as I moved onto her clit. Almost immediately he began thrusting her hips back and forth as my tongue moved over her clit and I moved my hand up, inserting first one and then a second finger into her wet cunt.

I moved my head back a bit, just flicking my tongue on her clit while shoving my fingers deep into her pussy, feeling them get soaked in her juices. The gently teasing of her clit was getting to her because I heard her moan and I could feel her body begin to tremble. Finally she could bear it no more and she grabbed my head and pulled my tight against her, grinding her pussy onto my face as my tongue moved over her clit.

Then I sucked her clit into my mouth and slipped my tongue underneath pinching it between my tongue and upper lip. My fingers continued plunging in and out of her pussy until I could feel her whole body shudder and then I felt the pulsations as her cunt contracted on my fingers again and again. I stopped moving my tongue and just held her clit in my mouth until the pulsations slowly subsided.

Only then did she pull my head away from her pussy and say, "You made a nasty mess on me with your come. I want you to clean me off."

I started to stand up and look for a towel, when she continued, "With your tongue."

"Yes Mistress," I chanted, moving my face up to her belly, where my cum had smeared into her corset. I quickly ran my tongue up and down over it, licking off as much of my cum as possible, tasting its bland, slightly salty flavor. After I had licked all over her stomach she reached down, grabbed my chin and pulled me back up, kissing me on the lips.

"Well, how do you like my dirty little secret now?"

"I love it Mistress," I said, gazing into her eyes.

"Good, I'd hate to think you weren't enjoying yourself," she said, reaching down and slowly squeezing my balls just a little too hard.