0 comments/ 12101 views/ 0 favorites The Quiet One Ch. 01 By: skipthisone It was the longest Saturday of my life. I did things around the house but had no thoughts whatsoever but of Devon. I went to the store, the mall, just did anything to be doing something to pass time. I was a robot moving around with a blank stare. I kept asking myself questions about what to expect from tonight. To be honest I knew nothing of Devon outside of the office. She drove an average car and always dressed in business attire. I never saw her around other women at the office or other men for that matter. She just seemed to keep to herself. What was I getting into? Actually the thing that bothered me most was about the clothes. She wanted me to be casual and I didn't know what to make of that. Was she making me dinner? I just did not have a clue. It came to 6:30 and I jumped into the shower and cleaned up. My member began to grow in my hand and I thought about making a sacrifice but decided to hold out and see what happened later that night. I dried off after the shower and put on a new pair of jeans and opted for a long-sleeve t-shirt. I drove across town my hands shaking on the wheel. I pulled up in front of her house and sat there for a minute thinking. She had a nice little house on the corner with a large yard separating her from the neighbors. I looked to the windows of the house hoping (or perhaps not) to see if she was watching me, but all was dark. I opened the door and stepped out the car trying my best to stop the shakes and stride up to the door. I waited on the porch anxiously hobbling back and forth on my feet. I moved right in front of the door and held my breath and gave the door a big knock. The unlatched door slowly opened from the pressure of my knuckles onto a dark living room. Feeling like an idiot from a thousand different horror movies, I stuck my head in the door and said "Hello." Out of the darkness of a hallway taking long strides to me was Devon. She was unlike anything I have ever seen in the flesh. She was wearing a black latex halter which hugged her breasts against her body. Looking her over more I beheld her long shapely legs in black tight latex pants that went right into the tightest black spiked boots I had ever seen. Devon grabbed my shirt and pulled me in the dark room. She slammed the door shut and put a finger to my lips. "Welcome to my house Dan. This is the only time I will let you talk. I have watched you for a long time and think I know your true nature better than even you do. I have within me just what you need to loosen up. "Here is the deal, if you let me have you until tomorrow I can guarantee that when you leave this house you will be a changed man, a better and happier man. I will not hurt you with any lasting effects. I will give you confidence and let you move to a better phase of your life. So, tell me yes or no now, and with a yes I will not allow you to speak to me again or make any kind of noise unless I give you permission. However, if your answer is no you may leave this house now and go back to your quiet little life. So Danny boy, that is all I am going to tell you, which is it?" I stared into her hard blue eyes the whole time she was speaking. A small grin never once left her lips. It was a serious grin full of knowledge and power. I don't even remember thinking about my answer but my lips worked of their own accord and shakily whispered "Yes." With that she didn't say anything; she just kept on with that smile. Devon took my hand in hers and led me to a door in the hallway. She opened the door and I noticed the flickering light dancing on the walls within. There were stairs going down with candles lit along the railing attempting with much success to give the house a gothic feel. I followed her creaking body down the stairs. I felt like a sad puppy being pulled towards its kennel. We arrived at the bottom of the stairs and I looked around but it was too dark to notice anything for certain in the room. The many candles cast shadows creating crouching demons in every crack and crevice of the room. She pulled me to the left and told me to back against the wall and to spread my legs apart. I wanted to resist or at the least hesitate, but my feet slid apart as if grease had been put on their soles. She knelt in front of me and placed something around each ankle. Then she stood up took each hand and placed them near my head, each one she pushed into a slot giving off an audible click. I looked from side to side and could see my hands were inside some kind of padded wrist locks, all kinds of thoughts began to race through my head. What did she have planned for me? Was I safe down here with her? Is she one of those crazy people? What? Suddenly as if answer to my question if felt cold metal against my stomach. I looked down feeling quite alarmed to see Devon starting to cut my pants with a pair of long scissors. "Relax, lover" she snapped at me. I noticed she didn't even stop cutting while she glanced up at me. Devon cut down one leg, then the other and stripped my pants and boxers from my body. My first thought was to feel shy and want to shrink into the wall, but the feeling left me quickly She then cut my shirt and removed it. It was cool in the room and I felt my sack come close to my body trying to keep my seed warm within. My member however, seemed to be connected to its own body as I felt it grow outward in its new free space. "Mmmm, much better I think, and your body is just as good as my undressing eyes have imagined time and time again.," she said as she backed away looking me up and down. "I guess," I replied, but no sooner had I spoken and she had turned around and grabbed what looked like a leather strap from a table and dragged it roughly across my chest and then brought it down in a held back snap. "I told you no talking to your mistress unless I approve it" she commanded of me. Her eyes blazed at me as she coiled the end of the whip she held. I was stunned, never had I been struck in my life. The memory of the strike was throbbing on my chest and I could already feel the skin rising in what I was sure was going to be a giant welt. I looked up at her and she was glaring at me. She turned away from me and headed up the stairs. She was leaving me, I thought. Just to verify my thoughts she looked over her shoulder and said, "Now you have forced me to leave you hanging here for awhile, I'll be back down when I feel you will no longer disobey me." With that she trudged up the stairs leaving me only with the tap of her heals on the stairs. --------------------------------- I stood there unbelieving, shackled like a convict; this is what I had been waiting for all day? I ran this question in my head over and over for what seemed like an eternity. Just as time ticked by and I started to get worried and cry out, I heard the click of her boots coming down the stairs again. She rounded the corner and looked me over. "You are ready to be good now," she said lovingly to me. It was not a question so I did not answer her. She walked over to me and began to pace back and forth in front of me. It was as if she was thinking what to do with me, but I had the feeling it was a game and she knew exactly what she was to do next. She stopped right in front of me looked me in the eyes and began to tap a coiled whip against my chest. I could hear the leather coils creaking in her grip as she bounced it off my sternum. Quite unexpectedly she dropped to her knees and grabbed the base of my member with her free hand. "Hmmm," she said, "Let's begin with this, must learn what I am dealing with." I looked down at her and she already had the head of my penis in her mouth. I sucked in a large breath as her very warm lips wrapped around my swelling mushroom head. Her tongue was flicking the tip of my penis with lightening speed as she began to give me suction. I was becoming fully erect at an amazing pace as her mouth worked on the head. Her hand began to squeeze at the base with more pressure and I could feel the circulation being stopped. Then two things happened, first she let go of my penis with her hand and took the whole thing in her mouth with one gulp. At the same time, she reared back her hand and struck the side of my ass with the coiled whip with a muffled whap. She then bobbed out to the head and then back down again, and again the whip came. I didn't know whether to cry out in pleasure or pain. She continued on pulling her head out, then taking me in and hitting me with the whip. I wanted to feel angry, violated or something like that, but my body had other ideas. I could feel the head of my member swelling and I was sure it wasn't completely from just the sucking. The pulsing of my member was corresponding with the thumping on my ass. I knew that no matter how surprised or shocked I was by this that I was going to cum like a faucet if she continued. She must have sensed my readiness because she stopped bobbing out and took me back full in her mouth and began to hit me with the coils repeatedly. "Whap, whap, whap," filled the basement with echoes. I could feel her tongue working under my penis giving me a sensation of tingles climbing to my wounded ass. My already clenched ass suddenly pulled itself tighter as I began to unload straight into Devon's mouth. As I was came harder than I ever remember doing, she pulled her head back, held back a swallow and presented her tongue for more of my deposit. She reached up her hand and began to pump, no that's not right, she milked my penis for what was left. She pulled and squeezed easing down milky white drops of my fluid onto the tip of her extended tongue. Spent and growing sensitive I was released. She stood up, leaving her mouth open so I could see my juice sitting on her tongue. She reached up a hand to her halter and released the hooks. Her breasts popped free, they were milky white orbs, a perfect C in size. The nipples were pink/brown that were grippingly getting harder before my eyes. She pointed at me with one finger, touched the tip of my nose then took her finger and dipped it into her punch bowl of a tongue. I saw the semen begin to drip down her finger and she lowered her hand to her newly exposed breasts. The finger hooked and I was bewildered as she began to coat her nipple with my natural lotion. She put her head back as if this were giving its own invisible pleasure. She returned her finger to her mouth and proceeded to go through the ritual again for the second breast. Dropping her hands she then made a dramatic swallow as she once again held me in her gaze. I could see the glistening moisture still on her lips. She then pulled my face close to hers and kissed me on the lips with a light tap. First I wanted to be repulsed, I would have to taste my own excretions, and the thought had always repulsed me. Then I licked my lips on instinct and tasted the sweet/salty taste that makes some women cringe and others beg for more. She smiled approvingly at me and brought her lips up to mine and parted my lips with her tongue and forced it into my mouth. Surprising me again I found that she had not swallowed the load she had no her tongue as she pushed it from her tongue to mine. She began to flick my tongue like a school girl making out for the first time. I found that with her frenching me I had no choice but to swallow the gift she was giving. She heard me swallow and pulled herself away, but only for effect. She was almost giggling at me, "I knew you would like it Dan," she touted at me. "I usually would not allow you to ever get off without me getting off many times first. You should always earn your orgasm when you are with me, but this was a test to see what you could handle. We are just beginning your lessons Dan, but now I am need of some dire relief. I think that it's time for you to begin to give me things I desire" With that she took a step towards me and lifted her breast up in front of my lips and my mouth unconsciously opened. The Quiet One Ch. 02 My lips opened on their own accord. I took her nipple in my mouth and tasted myself, along with a soft aftertaste of what I guessed was latex. She told me to suck it hard, so I started sucking her nipple like a little kitten suckling on its momma. She pulled the first nipple out of my mouth and inserted the second and I started working on that one too. She was moaning and when I looked at her face her head was back with her teeth barred in a most evil grin. My glance caused me to stop and she quickly stared down at me. “Do you mean to tell me that I get you off in such amazing style and you don’t want to take the time to work on me”, she slurred. “I don’t think so”! With that, she turned around and I thought she was going to leave me hanging there again. She strode about 2 steps, and then turned on her heels. She stared at me, and without dropping her eyes from me she reached over and pulled something from a table. I couldn’t see what she had grabbed but it looked like a short stick. Once again I was slightly scared as she walked back towards me. She reached up and unhooked my hands and instructed me to get down on my knees. I plopped down on my knees, not even daring to rub my wrists that had been in the shackles. She started walking around me tapping the stick in her hand all the while. She started to hum a tune as her heels clicked to some unknown beat. She stopped at my head and pushed her thighs against my cheeks. I felt the tip of the stick, which felt warm and rough, rub up and down my back. Then I heard the wind whisper as she brought it down on my right ass cheek and there was an audible slap. I jumped ever so slightly, and when I did she brought it down again. “Now”, she said, “I am going to have you flip over on your back. Then, since you jumped, I am going to sit on your face while you bring me to 2, no make that 3 orgasms. If you fail to please me I will be using this on your thighs. Well, even if you do please me I may feel compelled to use it”, she said, as she was tapping the strap against my ass. “Now, on to the floor with you, Danny-boy!!” I rolled over on to my back, my throbbing ass cheeks cringing as they hit the floor. I looked up and saw her standing there grinning down at me. She stepped back for a moment and undid an unseen clip and her pants fell to the floor, leaving her in only her boots. She clicked over to me and straddled my body, letting her crop drag over my body. She trailed it up my legs, then to my inner thighs, and then used it to push my spent member to the opposite side. A little giggle escaped her as she moved my penis. She continued up the sides of my body until she was right over my head. Devon slowly crouched till she was just inches from my face. She stopped there, but I could see and smell her arousing sweet spot. She had just a tuft of downy hair sitting right above her hood covered clit. But it was the smell that started my member to harden again. It was intoxicating. There is no other smell like it in the world. When you breathe it in and it just brings lustful feelings to the surface Almost without control my tongue shot out of my mouth and my head lifted up just slightly to retrieve a taste. Apparently she agreed with my movements because Devon dropped herself onto my chest and pushed her slit to my lips. Even in my limited experience, I had been taught, by one date of mine, how to lick a girl to pleasure. I pulled out my knowledge and let it rip. I started licking her lips from her clit to her sweet puckering hole. Up then down, again and again my tongue moved, sometimes slipping deeper between the lips and getting some drops of juice for my effort. She was already beginning to moan behind clenched teeth and her hips were starting to rock ever so slightly. I opened my eyes to see her bringing one of her glistening nipples up to her own mouth for a taste. This only got me going more. I thought it was time to let "it" out of its home. I stopped my movement and took my tongue and lightly freed her already stiff clit from its warm cover. She shivered as I took it between my lips, lightly giving it pressure. Now she was into it. I started sucking on her clit while flicking it with my tongue. Devon must have been plenty ready because I could feel her stiffen as an early and unexpected orgasm shook her. Her body became uncontrollable and I did everything I could to maintain my grip on her button as her hips thrashed back and forth on my face. As she got louder and louder her hand rose in the air and she brought the riding crop down on my side. I jumped but with the jump I just shoved my face and tongue deeper into her causing her to whip me with each thrust of her hips. I felt her juices flow and her body quiver as a second climax quickly followed her first. She cried out as she shook, but never stopped rocking. Her hips rode my face like a bucking pony, and I felt like one as welts began to rise up on my outer thighs and buttocks. She looked down at me and grinned, the grin that told me one thing; she was not done with me… Devon rose up off my face and sat down next to me. Her breath came quickly. She looked me in the eyes and I could see the wicked grin was still on her face. I gasped as she reached down and took hold of my semi-hard member. “I’m not near done with this Dan”, she said, “Get up and come with me”. I stood up and she took my hand and guided me to a room off of the one I was in. She turned on the light. The room had nothing but a four-poster bed that’s posts seemed to be mounted to the ceiling. The bed was covered with black sheets which looked to be satin, and in the middle of the bed there was a coiled black leather whip which was darker than the sheets. She told be to stand next to the bed. I moved towards the bed and she lied down on her back and with one hand grabbed the whip. “Stand here between my legs”, she ordered. I took my place between her legs, my hands down at my sides, waiting what was to come. Suddenly she sat up took the whip and flipped it to the side and slung it around me catching it in her other hand. She grabbed the grip of the whip with both hands, pulled herself to the edge of the bed and jerked me up against the bed. My penis was just fractions of inches from her saliva covered slit. She pulled on the whip again and I poked at her entrance. “Put your hands on my ankles and place them on your shoulders”, she hissed, “I want you to put you cock inside me but do not thrust. I will control the speed; just pretend you are not here. I will fuck myself.” So I took her ankles and slowly slid them up my chest until they rested near my shoulders. She then moved down a little closer to me and wiggled her hips until I slipped inside her. The feeling was fantastic; the head of my member was still sensitive from the amazing sucking it had taken. The whip tightened around my ass and she pulled my whole length into her with a quick tug. Devon gasped as it went in, but she did not let up on the pulling as if she were trying to pull my entire body into her. She let the slack up and I took it to mean she wanted me to back out. I slid out of her extremely lubricated slit. I was almost halfway out when she tugged hard, jerking me forward back into her. She gave a soft scream this time and I was given the evil grin. Again and again it went in this manner. She wanted it hard and pushed hard. I was getting tingling sensations every time she pulled on me and I could feel the head of my penis pulsing as it went deep. “I knew you were a dirty fucker Danny-Boy. I just knew it”, she said through clenched teeth. I, or should I say, she made me keep pounding her. We had been going for what seemed like half an hour but I am sure it was no more than 5 minutes when I felt her ankles start to shake. Then I felt it as her muscles clamped down around my penis and she began to throb. She pulled me into her with all her might. Devon started to give a guttural scream as she panted and moved her hips up and down as fast as she could. It must have been a powerful earth-quaking orgasm. I could see she had bitten down on her lip as blood formed there as she shook her head back and forth.