1 comments/ 17539 views/ 2 favorites Travelling Man By: iraussieguy Authors note: This story is written for all the members of my fan club who, after reading my stories, have taken the time to send positive feedback. Thank you one and all, your encouragement and friendship have kept me writing even when the words were not coming easily. The long flight to Los Angeles from Australia has passed quite quickly and uneventfully. After a few days playing tourist in Los Angeles I had taken another flight and now the pilot was advising the passengers of the imminent landing. The aircraft banked and the city I had longed to see for so long was laid out before my eyes. Somewhere below me she lived and a shiver of excitement ran through my body. Tomorrow I would finally meet this lovely lady who had come to mean so much to me. Soon the wheels touched the tarmac and with amazing airport efficiency I was soon in a taxi heading for my hotel. I always enjoy driving into a new city but this time seemed extra special. Tomorrow I would be meeting her for the first time; at last I would be able to see the expressions on her lovely face, rather than just looking at a photograph. Long ago our friendship had started when she took the time to email me with congratulatory feedback for my BDSM stories. I had replied and emails had passed back and forth over the Pacific. It was not long before we were using Yahoo and msn messengers to chat for hour after hour. Long telephone calls followed as our friendship grew more intimate and stronger with every meeting, and finally we were to meet. After booking into the hotel and making sure I had a nice quiet room I took a walk to the local shopping center and purchased a few items that I would need the next day. My Aussie accent fascinated the locals that I talked to in the various shops and I answered the same questions about kangaroos, koalas and crocodiles with my usual humor and a liberal sprinkling of bulldust. A quiet evening followed dinner at the hotel and some local television that was interrupted by the telephone. “Hello?” “Oh Sir, I had to hear your voice and to make sure you had arrived. I can’t talk now but I am so excited about tomorrow, I know I won’t sleep much tonight.” “Hello my subbie, how nice of you to call. Just relax about tomorrow, we both know it will be great.” “Oh Sir, I am not worried, just so excited about finally meeting you at last. I must go, see you at 12.30.” After a good sleep and some breakfast the chambermaid cleaned and tidied the room early at my request. I was then able to set a few items out for the afternoon’s meeting with my subbie. The rest of the morning dragged by but finally I arrived in the hotel foyer at 12.20 and seated myself in a quiet corner. At 12.25 there she was at reception, looking expectantly around. When she turned her back to me I slipped quietly up behind and tapped her shoulder. “G’day mate,” I said, “you looking for me by any chance?” “Oh God!” she swung quickly around and next second we were embracing in a giant hug. When she finally let go I held her at arms’ length, my eyes taking in the beauty that photographs could not show. “I hope they are happy tears?” I asked as I wiped a few drops from her cheeks. “Oh yes Sir, very happy tears. I just can’t believe this day has finally arrived,” she smiled and her eyes twinkled with excitement. I put an arm around her waist and guided her in the direction of the dining room. “Come on, let’s have a light lunch and a real time chat before……….” I let my words trail off as we were directed to a quiet table for two. We took places opposite each other and sat smiling; both of us just so pleased to finally be together. I ordered a chicken pasta dish while she, claiming she was too nervous to eat, settled on a salad, with a glass of Chardonnay to settle the nerves. Our talk came easily; after all we had spent so much time together via our computers. she showed me recent photos of her family and friends as I did my best to help her relax. The laugh I had grown to know so well was even more infectious in real life and as we ate any inhibitions either of us had came tumbling down. Finally the food and drink were finished so I reached out across the table and took her hands in mine. “Well my subbie, the time has finally arrived. No typing this time, just you and me playing the games for real, are you ready? Do you wish to pull out now and just be friends? Any questions? Have you selected a safe word?” she squeezed my hand tight and replied, “Pull out now? On no way Sir, I have been looking forward to this day for so long and I know you are the man to make my dreams come true. The safe word I will use if necessary is banana.” “Banana?” I laughed loudly. “Yes Sir, banana,” she said with a giggle, “I thought that it was a word unlikely to come up during our time upstairs. And yes, I do have one request before we go to your room.” “Yes my sweet?” I asked as I chuckled about the safe word. “I’m busting, can I use the toilet here please?” she laughed. I released her hands and pointed in the direction of the toilets. she jumped quickly to her feet and made her way between the tables. I watched her cute arse moving under the short skirt and unconsciously rubbed my hands together. she soon returned, smiling and eyes sparkling, “I’m ready Sir, take me to heaven.” I rose from my chair and firmly grasped her left hand, leading the way to the elevators. The lady concierge smiled at me as we strode across the lobby, I wonder what she would have thought if she knew what was soon to take place in my room? As the two of us stepped into the empty elevator the dynamics of our situation immediately changed. I released her hand and placed mine on the left cheek of her arse. Her body stiffened at my touch, her eyes closed and her head tilted down facing the floor. I knew this was not role-playing, my lovely friend just automatically slipped into her submissive persona and was allowing me to take charge. The elevator stopped and I guided her down the quiet corridor to my end room. I stopped outside the door and hugged her too me once again. A shudder of expectation and excitement shook through her body as she returned the hug. Words were unnecessary as I placed the key in the lock and we entered the room. The look on her face was priceless as she looked at the “decorator touches” that I had done that morning. A straight-backed chair sat free with a hairbrush placed on the wooden seat. Pillows were piled in the center of the large bed together with some rope, leather wrist cuffs, a crop and a large leather belt. “Oh Sir,” escaped her lips and then she stood at attention with hands on head, eyes downcast, ready to begin. “Excellent my subbie,” I said as I walked slowly around inspecting my friend who was, at long last, under my control. After removing my jacket and rolling up my sleeves I moved to the chair. I placed the hairbrush close by on the bed, sat myself on the chair and motioned for her to come closer. she stood in front of me awaiting instructions. “Shoes off and kneel.” I ordered and she quickly obeyed, eyes downcast. I tilted her head upwards until out eyes met. “My subbie at last I have you exactly where we both want you to be, under my control. You know that everything I do to you is out of love, never in anger. We have talked so often about this moment, I will do everything in my power to make our time together unforgettable for both of us. I thank you for your trust and I will not abuse it. I intend to take some photos of you as the afternoon progresses, your face will not be in any of them. I will then send the photos to you after I return home. Now stand and lay down over my knees.” “Thank you Sir, yes Sir,” she said as she rose and laid face down in the classic over the knees position. My left hand settled into the middle of her back while my right one rubbed gently over her firm arse. A low moan escaped her lips as my hand moved slowly down her legs, coming to a stop as I grasped the hem of her skirt. Slowly I lifted the skirt and her thighs and arse cheeks with the red and black thong came into view. I savored the moment as I always do. I smoothed the skirt over her back and then caressed her lovely bum as a shiver of excitement went through both our bodies A pause and then I raised my hand and brought it down on the smooth white skin. Spank, spank, spank! My hand rose and fell gently as I slowly warmed her cheeks. Apart from a quiet whimper after the first smack she made no sound as I continued to spank my lovely subbie. Gradually I increased the pressure of the spanks and she uttered a few ‘ouches and ohhhs’ as the stinging started. Slowly the white skin turned to pink as I covered all her cheeks and upper thighs. More reactions were forthcoming as I gradually increased the pressure of the smacks. She was now wriggling around a little on my knees and my left hand held her more firmly. I stopped and my hand slipped under the elastic of her thong. “Oh God!” escaped her lips as she raised her hips to assist me. I slipped the thong down over her pink cheeks and she settled down again on my knees. I took the panties down her thighs and calves and slipped them off over her feet. My hand pushed between her thighs spreading them wider apart and again she moaned as she realised that I could now see her arse hole and pussy. I resumed the spanking, her cheeks bouncing under the now quite firm whacks. Now the excited exclamations were coming thick and fast. “Ouch, owww, yikes, oh shit, it stings.” as my hand continued to rise and fall and the sound of spanking and her reactions filled the room. When her arse cheeks and upper thighs were a nice pink all over, I reached for the hairbrush and rubbed the back of it over the glowing cheeks. On feeling the cool timber her buttocks automatically clenched tight and then relaxed as the rubbing continued. “Smack, smack, smack!” the sound of the hairbrush was louder than that of my hand as were her noisy reactions. Ignoring the ‘oooohs, ahhhs and noooooos’ I continued to cover her now bright pink cheeks with firm whacks from the brush until she started to sob. I could have kept going until she used the safe word but I thought it was time for a break. As I stopped and dropped the hairbrush on the floor her right hand came back and touched the hot skin of her arse. “Ohhhhhh it’s so hot,” she exclaimed as the sobbing continued. “What did you expect my subbie?” I said with a laugh as I helped her to turn over in my lap while keeping her cheeks off my legs. I hugged her tight and wiped away a few tears as she regained some composure “Why did you stop? I did not use the safe word,” she asked with a few sniffles. “My sweet there is more to come and a long afternoon still ahead of us, are you able to stand?” she answered my question by rising out of my arms and standing, albeit a little wobbly, in front of me. I rose to my feet and started to undo the buttons of her blouse. she made no attempt to stop me and soon I slipped the blouse off her shoulders and threw it on the chair. I wrapped my arms around her and unclipped the bra, taking the shoulder straps in my hands and slipping the bra off. I then unclipped the short skirt and it soon joined the rest of her clothes. she now stood nude in front of me, her lovely breasts rising and falling with her breathing and the hard nipples showing the excitement of the occasion. After a long kiss, I guided her the few steps to the bed and assisted her to lay face down over the pillows, her arse pointing high. A low moan escaped her lips as I spread her legs apart and rubbed a hand over her still warm arse. After taking some close up photos of her glowing arse I grasped the leather strap and took up my position. I laid the strap softly over her buttocks causing a shiver to run right through her body. “Twelve strokes my subbie, you know what to do if it gets to much for you.” A nod of her head was the only answer I received as I raised the strap in the air. ‘Whack’ - “Owwwww” “My darling subbie,” ‘Whack’ - “Ohhhhhh” “you know that we have,” ‘Whack’ - “Ahhhhhhh” “talked of this moment so often” ‘Whack’ - “Noooooo” “talked of how much my brat,” ‘Crack’ - “Ouch!” “needed some long overdue discipline.” ‘Crack! - “Uhhhhhhh” “Now it is my pleasure’” ‘Crack’ - “Ohhh Nooooo!” “to cover your lovely arse” ‘Crack!’ - “Ngggggggg!” “with red lines of the strap,” ‘Crack!’ - “No stop please Sir!” “that you asked for,” ‘Crack!!’ - “NO MORE SIR PLEASE!” “so long ago.” She was now sobbing loudly with tears pouring down her cheeks. “Two more my subbie, will I stop now?” “Oh fuck, do it Sir, I want it so much!” ‘CRACK!!’ ‘CRACK!!!!’ - “Aiiieeeeeeeeee!!” I dropped the strap, grabbed the camera and took some photos of the stripes. Then I knelt on the bed beside her, stroking her back as she sobbed into the sheets. I grabbed a towel as years of stress were released in the best possible way and wiped away some of the tears. I lay down on the bed and eased her down off the pillows so she lay on top of me. I am not sure how long we lay like that as she slowly calmed down. I wiped away the tears as they fell, my hugging arms silently telling her that she was safe. When the sobbing had stopped and the last few tears were wiped away she raised her head off my chest. “Oh Sir, what can I say? It hurt like hell but I knew I had to take the twelve. God I feel like a rag doll with a red hot arse, ohhhh wow, I don’t know what to say.” “No need to say anything my sweet, you took the strap wonderfully well and I was not sure if you would last the twelve. Just relax and regain some strength before we continue.” As I spoke I eased her down onto the sheets and then I rose from the bed. I helped her drink some cold water and then held a small mirror at an angle so she could twist around and see her arse. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed, “Look at all the red stripes! Will they take long to fade?” “No they won’t, but the sting will last for a while,” I said as I knelt back on the bed, soothingly stroking her back. “Oh it sure is stinging like mad, but I love it,” she said with a giggle and a smile. “You know Sir, I feel more relaxed right now than I have for years. I haven’t cried like that since I was a little girl.” “I bet you haven’t,” I replied with a grin, “And I bet the tears then were a tantrum because you weren’t getting your own way just for once.” “How did you know that?” she laughed out loud, “Yes it’s true, my mother wanted to buy me an inexpensive, small doll and I wanted the bigger more expensive one. I had an audience in the shop so you can guess what color I ended up getting.” We both laughed loudly as we relaxed on the bed. Suddenly she turned serious and looked at me with a concerned expression. “You know Sir, sometimes it worries me about these needs I have. I don’t have any friends here I can talk too, only you and some other online friends. Everyone I know in this town considers me to be an ordinary member of the general public. They don’t know and would never understand the emotions that at times seethe within me. But when you took me across your knees it was the most wickedly thrilling moment of my life. The first spanks were scary but when you took my panties down, I nearly came right then.” “My sweet,” I replied, “I have told you before not to worry about your needs. Now that you have had you first taste of corporal punishment you will never go back. What you have just experienced is truly addictive, and not only for you. To me the most sublime act possible is taking down the pants of a brat and giving her the hiding that she desires so much. The sound of hand or leather connecting with a well rounded arse together with her pleas and gasps echoing around a room are to me like a symphony.” I paused for a second then continued. “Corporal punishment in this situation is a sublime experience and you will never get the same thrill from a vanilla relationship. Unfortunately, as we both know, my stay is short, but after I leave, we must do everything possible to find you a friend here. One who can be trusted to give you a regular dose of what you need so badly.” she suddenly grinned, eyes sparkling, “Gosh we got a bit deep there didn’t we? Let’s not worry about the future and make the most of our time together, what’s next Boss?” “Boss?” I put a serious expression on my face and pushed her back down on the bed. “Who gave you permission to call me boss? I can see that you still have plenty of brat in you and need some more medicine.” I pushed all but one of the cushions off the bed and maneuvered her into the center. From a drawer beside the bed I produced a blindfold that I secured over her eyes. Next I attached leather cuffs to each wrist and secured them to the headboard of the bed. Taking a couple of lengths of rope I attached them to her ankles, spread her legs wide and attached the ropes to the end corners of the bed. My lovely subbie was now in the classic spread-eagled position, the rise and fall of her breasts giving away the excitement of her situation. I placed a finger over her lips as an order to remain silent, then moved away from the bed, leaving her tied as the suspense built. I made a cup of tea for myself and then took some ice cubes from the small hotel refrigerator. With the ice cubes in a glass and sipping the tea I returned to the bed and sat admiring the body of my lovely subbie. Pulling on a leather glove I reached out and placed my fingertips on her face, tracing around her jaw line, then down her neck and through the valley between her heaving breasts. Slowly my fingers moved lower over her tummy, skirting around the pubic area and down the smooth thighs to the ankles. For over five minutes my fingers followed the contours of her body, teasing and stroking, building up the suspense in her mind. A gloved finger stopped at the base of her left breast, then started moving in a circular pattern around the breast. In slow, ever decreasing circles the finger slid upwards over her smooth skin finally running around the aureole not quite touching the hard nipple. Suddenly she yelped as I grasped the nipple between thumb and forefinger, the leather squeezing, twisting and pulling the hard teat. she moaned loudly, a low guttural noise from deep within her. My hand moved to the right breast, repeating the circular motions before settling on the nipple and pulling it out from her chest. Her breathing was short and sharp but she remained silent as her tongue licked her lips. I sipped some tea as I grasped an ice cube that I played over a nipple. The ice was quickly replaced on the cold nipple by my hot mouth and she gave a small scream at the sudden change of temperature. I kept repeating this, knowing from past experience how exciting the hot-cold effects were for the recipient. After popping an ice cube into her mouth I moved from the bed and prepared the next couple of items for her pleasure. she shrieked as the sharp point touched her soft breast and pushed against the skin. “Nooooo Sir, please no needles, I hate them!” she cried. “Trust me, not harm will come to you,” I replied as I moved the point and again pushed it hard against her skin. she was sobbing as I kept pressing the point into her soft skin. Small red marks were appearing each time I moved the sharp point and when I pushed it into the softness of a nipple that was the limit. “Banana Sir, please I can’t handle that any more!” she cried out loud. I stopped immediately and slipped the blindfold off her eyes, using it to wipe away the tears. I was laughing at her discomfort and my enjoyment of her situation did not help her mood. “What are you laughing at? You know I hate needles and you had to use one on me.” Travelling Man Ch. 2 I slept fairly well that night considering the excitement of the previous day. After an early breakfast I packed a bag with some items that would be required later and at 9.30am I was waiting outside the hotel. A minute later a toot of the horn from a car pulling into the curb told me my subbie had arrived and I quickly threw my bag into the back and hopped into the front passenger seat. “Hey, where’s the steering wheel?” I joked. My subbie laughed at my little joke, planted a kiss on my cheek and then we were off on our day of adventure. She was dressed in a t shirt and shorts, all ready for our day in the outdoors. We exchanged the usual pleasantries as I was taken on a short tour of the city’s landmarks. My subbie chatted away as she told me about the various buildings, gardens and landmarks. Soon we were on a freeway heading out of town and I finally managed to get a word into the conversation. “So, where are we going to?” I asked. “Oh Sir. We are going to a lovely national park about 45 minutes from here. I was brought here as a child and I know it very well, it is one of my favorite places.” she smiled as she spoke, then shivered as I placed my hand on her thigh and stroked the smooth skin. “On weekends it is quite busy but we shouldn’t have trouble finding a private place. I have packed a lunch hamper and some drink, and the weather could not be better.” “I am sure it will be lovely and most suitable for our needs,” I paused as I saw a rest stop coming into view, “Pull in there and stop.” I said as I pointed to the gravel entrance. “Yes Sir, of course,” she said in surprise and followed my instructions, stopping the car next to the toilets. “Come with me, lock the car,” I instructed as I marched past the toilets towards some trees. A timber picnic table with bench seats was located under the trees and I pointed to the seat and my lovely subbie sat, a look of surprise and question on her face. I continued walking until I came to the tree I had seen from the car. A large willow tree with long branches falling to the ground. I took a Swiss Army knife from my pocket and proceeded to cut five thin and whippy branches from the tree. With these in my hand I proceeded back to my subbie and threw the branches and knife on the table. “Trim all the leaves and make the branches nice and smooth,” I ordered. “Any rough bits will cut your skin when we stop at your special spot in the forest. her eyes opened wide at my instructions and she was soon trimming the leaves off the thin green branches. As she completed each branch I picked it up and whooshed it through the air a few times, teasing my subbie with the sound that would later proceed the sting on her flesh. When the branches were trimmed to our satisfaction and all the leaves placed in the nearby garbage bin we went back to the car. “Sir, would you like to take the wheel and experience driving on the wrong side of the road?” she asked. “Thank you my sweet, I guess this is a nice quiet place to have my first try at left hand drive motoring.” Soon I was carefully driving along the country road, concentrating hard so that I did not drift onto the wrong side of the road. Passing a slower car for the first time was a strange experience but I soon got used to it and it wasn’t long before my subbie was directing me to turn down an unmade dusty road. We proceeded carefully for nearly fifteen minutes before turning onto a narrower track that opened at the end into an open, grassed area, very private and ideal for our picnic with a difference. I unloaded the heavy picnic hamper while she placed a large blanket over some soft grass. “Would you like to eat now Sir, …………..or?” the loaded question was accompanied by a nervous smile and eyes looking at the ground. “I think ‘or’ first and lunch second,” I said, walking the few paces to her and wrapping my arms around her body. “Are you all right? What happened to the confident subbie that picked me up a bit earlier?” “Oh Sir, I was fine until you cut the willow boughs, now I’m as nervous as hell.” My shirt muffled her voice. I held her out at arms length, “My subbie, any instruments used for punishment are only as dangerous as the person using them. I think you know me well enough to know that no harm will come to you, just use the safe word, ok?” She smiled wistfully, tears forming in her eyes. “Oh I know all that Sir, it’s not only that, it’s just……………” I hugged her too me again, “Yes I know honey, two days was never going to be long enough for us. But I can’t change my schedule and you have family commitments so let’s make the most of this day and have fun, make it a day to remember!” She held me while she thought, then pushed me away a little, rose on her toes and planted a long wet kiss on my lips. “Mmmmmmmmm, that was nice, I want more, I want you to fuck me today.” she exclaimed with a brilliant smile. “Well you are full of surprises, I thought we had agreed no sex?” I replied as I felt a stirring between my legs. “Stuff the agreement,” she exclaimed, as she pulled the tee shirt off over her head, then unclipped the lace bra, “Come on Sir, I am subbie, your plaything, let’s have fun.” The shorts and panties soon joined her other clothes on the blanket and she stood nude before me, hands on her head and legs spread wide. I smiled at her determined expression, went to the car and grabbed my bag. I removed the camera and the lengths of rope, threw them over a shoulder and grasped the willow branches. My free right hand held her left and I led her over to some trees that seemed ideal for our purpose. I stood her in position between two trees and proceeded to tie her arms and legs wide apart in the classic spread-eagled position. She shivered as I stood in front and ran my hands all over her body, squeezing her breasts and playfully fingering her pussy. We kissed deeply; our tongues entwined as the outright sexiness of my subbie plus her ‘fuck me’ statement drove away any inhibitions. Her eyes widened as I stepped back and picked up one of the willow branches, teasing the tip over her hard nipples and pussy lips. I grabbed the camera and took a couple of lovely photographs for our collection. Another kiss and I moved around behind her, tapping her arse cheeks with the willow branch as I took up my position. I raised the branch in the air and brought it down firmly but not hard across her lovely cheeks. “Yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssss!” she hissed as the first sting invaded her senses. A lovely pink mark appeared across her arse and was soon joined by more as the willow rose and fell. she was crying out loudly at each stroke, the sounds a mixture of pleasure and pain that echoed amongst the trees. After about ten strokes her body started to shake violently. I watched her carefully as I changed to a new branch, thinner than the first one, and slashed it across her red buttocks. “Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!” her scream was loud and long as the first orgasm of the day shuddered through her body. her knees bent and her legs buckled, her body only supported by the ropes on her wrists. I took a quick photo of her red striped arse and rushed to support my darling subbie. I held her weight with one arm, quickly released the ropes and carried her across to the blanket on the soft grass. I laid her face down and stroked her hair and back softly, whispering how brave she was and how proud I was of her submission. Slowly she regained her breath as my hand caressed her still hot arse cheeks; my fingers sliding between her legs to gently stroke the damp pussy lips. “Plllllleeeaaaasssssssse,” she hissed as my fingers invaded her labia, pushing slowly into the wetness. I twisted my hand around so that my thumb rubbed on her clit as my fingers fucked the depths of her cunt. It was only a short time before once again she was screaming loudly as another orgasm swept through her shaking body. I sat back and enjoyed the sight of my beautiful friend enjoying multiple orgasms. “Are you ok?” I asked with a grin when finally she regained her breath and looked up at me. “Oh fuck, am I ok?” she exclaimed, “Oh that was absolutely amazing, oh I need some water, oh wow.” I reached over and opened the large picnic basket, half of which was insulated to keep drinks cold. On opening the drink section an amazing sight met my eyes. Nestled in the ice were cans of Australian beer. “Crikey! Victoria Bitter! Where did you get these? Fair dinkum you are a wonderful subbie. What a lovely surprise!” I enthused with a mock Steve Irwin Aussie accent. I grabbed a bottle of water and a cold can that I rubbed over her warm arse cheeks causing girlish shrieks of delight. I lay back on the blanket sipping my beer while she replenished her thirst. Next thing, she was kneeling beside me with her hands unfastening the belt and the button on my jeans. The zip was quickly lowered and I raised my hips to help her pull the jeans and undies down. My hard cock sprung free and she stroked it a few times before standing and straddling my hips. Slowly she bent her knees and lowered her vagina down to my cock. I lay back and let her set the pace, loving the feeling of her tight pussy walls surrounding my hardness. With all the excitement of the morning it was not long before we were both trembling and then screaming loudly as we climaxed. We lay together, hugging in silence for some time before she pushed herself off me and attended to the lunch. The food was very tasty and we sat eating and drinking, chatting easily about what she had experienced over the last twenty-four hours. As we packed the dishes away in the hamper I casually asked, “My subbie, would you like to come up to my hotel room again? I want to give you a special farewell surprise.” “Would I what?” she yelled like a teenager, “Of course I would. Oh my god, more surprises, I hope my heart holds out!” With a giggle she ran across to the trees and collected the rope while I placed the hamper and blanket back in the car. As she drove back to the hotel her grin widened as I gave her short instructions to be followed when we were alone. The return trip was soon over and after parking the car and collecting my bag and the beer, we proceeded up to my room. I let her use the bathroom first to clean up, and then I shooed her out into the bedroom while I had a quick shower. Upon re-entering the bedroom I saw with pleasure that my subbie had obeyed my instructions completely. she was lying in the centre of the bed with her eyes closed, covered to the neck by the sheet. I smiled to myself as I saw her hard nipples pointing upwards through the thin cloth. she was aware of my presence but remained silent, the rise and fall of the sheet covering her breasts telling me of her state of excitement. I moved to the side of the bed, reached over and slipped a blindfold over her eyes. A moan escaped her lips, which I cut off with a deep, lingering kiss. As I moved back I placed a finger against her lips, a silent order that reminded her to stay quiet. Standing beside the bed I slid my hand under the sheet and took hold of her left wrist, moving her arm out and up so it was now pointing to the corner post at the head of the bed. I attached a padded leather cuff to her wrist and with a piece of rope I secured her arm in position. Now I moved down near the base of the bed, again slid my hand under the sheet and grasped her left ankle. A low moan escaped her lips as she felt her leg being firmly pulled outwards. I attached another leather cuff and with some more rope secured her leg to the bedpost. I moved around to the other side of the bed, again reached under the sheet and repeated the procedure with her right ankle. her legs were now spread wide apart and another low moan escaped from her lips, a moan of anticipation. I moved up to near the head of the bed, once again reached under the red sheet and grasped her right wrist. There was no hint of resistance as I moved the arm out and up, attached the cuff and secured it to the bedpost. My lovely subbie was once again spread-eagled and I knelt up on the bed beside her, my hands moving over the thin sheet. My hands made the sheet follow every contour of her lovely body and when I stood up and back she looked like a beautiful sculpture waiting to be unveiled, only the rise and fall of her breasts giving away the fact that she was real, not carved from stone. I gazed in awe at the beauty of my friend, a friend who has given me implicit trust, trust that I would honour to the utmost. Kneeling back on the bed beside her I slipped the sheet down a little, uncovering those delightful breasts. One finger traced around the lovely mounds in a figure eight, each time the circles were rising a little higher, slowly getting closer to the nipples. Now I concentrated on the left breast, circling the aureole as the nipple hardened even more under my gaze. I flicked the hard teat with a fingertip then grasped it between finger and thumb pinching firmly, generating a low moan. Then I pulled my hand away from her body before letting go. I bent down and took the right nipple in my mouth, sucking hard and nipping it between my teeth causing her to yelp. I licked and sucked on both breasts then trailed my tongue lower, pushing the sheet down as I moved over her tummy towards that lovely shaven pussy. My hands pushed the sheet away then moved to her labia, fingers tracing around the outside, then lightly over the lips themselves, teasing as her hips rose to me. My fingers slipped lower down the inside of her lovely thighs, stroking and teasing so sensually. I heard a muffled "Oh fuuuuuuck" escape from her lips and I smiled to myself as my tongue tip slid along her pussy slit, tasting the wetness escaping from within. My fingers moved back up and spread her lips wide apart, the pink flesh beckoning my tongue to taste and explore. For a minute my tongue played with her clit as her hips rose to me, then I pushed my tongue deep into the wetness, her flesh opening as I explored. As I withdrew she moaned loudly, "Pllleeeaaaassssseeeeee" she cried loudly, loving and hating the way I teased her so much, knowing and wanting the orgasm building deep within her. I stiffened my tongue and began to plunge it in and out of her cunt, using it like a small cock. Her hips rose and she struggled as I tongue fucked and licked her pussy but I was not ready for her to cum quite yet. I sat back and looked at my sexy captive, her body glowing now with perspiration, breasts heaving, mouth open as she breathed heavily, gulping in air. I knew she wanted to speak but somehow she remained silent, waiting for my next move. I moved to kneel between her legs causing a moan of anticipation. Once again I played my fingers around her vagina and thighs, surprising her by suddenly lightly spanking the flat of my hand against her lower thighs. Spanking from side to side, moving slowly upwards from near the knees, gradually my hand advanced close to her pussy, the slap, slap, slap of hand on soft skin mixing with her loud moans. Finally, I paused then I lightly spanked my hand against her moist vagina, a sensuous touch with a light sting that caused my subbie to erupt as the first orgasm swept through her body. she screamed loudly and thrashed against the ropes as I plunged two fingers deep into her cunt, finger fucking her hard and fast as once again her body vibrated with pleasure. I removed my fingers and crept closer to rub the head of my cock along her slit. she was moaning constantly and loudly as I slowly eased the tip of my cock into her pussy, pushing slowly downwards until my balls slapped on her arse hole. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" she screamed as her body jerked and shuddered under mine. I moved my cock out, the walls of her cunt giving me wonderful feelings as I pressed back down hard. I started slow with long strokes and gradually quickened the pace, wanting to give her a fuck she will long remember. Sweat was dripping from my brow as I pounded forcefully in and out, my balls tightening as my orgasm drew closer. Her hips rose to meet mine, as I fucked my darling as hard as I could until I suddenly stopped with my cock deep inside. I leant forward and with an effort managed to release both her wrists from the cuffs, then I leant back and let her ankles loose. A low moan from deep inside escaped her lips as, with my cock still deep inside, I rolled sideways, wrapping my arms around and pulling her up on top of me. I hugged her tight for a about half a minute then pushed her upright, her damp breasts heaving, eyes wide and a look of absolute lust on her face. As I reached out and grasped her breasts she started to move up and down, our bodies shaking as our orgasms grew close. Suddenly she screamed loudly, "I’m ccccuuuuummmmmmmmiiiiinnngggg!!" and her body shuddered violently. My hands went around her waist to hold her upright as my cock erupted deep inside and my back arched off the wet sheet. I pumped my juices deep inside as she collapsed down onto my chest, her body continuing to shake and convulse as multiple orgasms swept through her system. I lost track of time as we lay there, my arms holding her tight as small pleasurable vibrations continued to roll through her body. I stroked her hair and back, as tears fell from her eyes onto my chest. I was lost for words, we both knew that out time together would be limited to these two days, and I too fought back tears. Finally she lifted her head and looked around for some tissues, I was able to reach out and grasp the box. After sniffing and wiping away the tears she looked me in the eyes and said, “Oh Sir, that was the best, absolutely the best, you are the best.” I hugged her again and replied, “Thank you honey, I don’t think I’m the best, I just do my best to please you and your reactions please me. There are many other Doms out there, some excellent and some just wannabes. Keep looking, the one you need may be here in your hometown. you know I will assist you any way I can, even from so far away.” she sniffed again and gave a wan smile, “Oh I know Sir, it’s just that you have exceeded my wildest dreams and now we have to split, perhaps forever. I have dreaded this moment ever since I knew you were coming to visit. And the fact that you were so fucking great is making it even harder. Damn. Damn. Damn.” she beat her fists in mock anger on my chest and burst into tears once again. I hugged her tight and stroked her back as once again our emotions overflowed. Finally I took a deep breath and spanked her arse twice. “OK my subbie, time to be happy again and look on the positive. We had a great time and both of us have great memories that will always be with us. I am going to make you a promise, one day I will come back, but I can’t say when.” she sat and looked at me with astonishment through the years. “You’re not just saying that to make me happy?” “Not at all honey, a promise is a promise but there is a condition.” “Uh oh, what’s that?” she said with a look of doubt on her tear streaked face. “It is that you continue to search for a local Dom who can fulfill your needs.” I replied, “Don’t wait around for my return, you have my love and support to move forward, ok?” she grabbed some more tissues, blew her nose and wiped away the last few tears. “Yes Sir, it’s a deal. God I better get moving, it’s getting late.” We kissed again then she ran to the bathroom to clean up and re-apply her makeup. I composed myself as I dressed, ready to take her downstairs to return to her day to day life. The bathroom door opened and she returned, wearing nothing but a smile. I took one last photo of my lovely subbie and soon she was dressed, ready to go. I hugged her to me as once again we were both lost for words, then we headed for the elevators. Travelling Man Ch. 2 We stepped out into the lobby, walked halfway to the front door and stopped. she looked up at me with tears welling once again. “Well this is it Sir, goodbye time. You were amazing, thank you so much. I love you so much.” “Your pleasure was mine my subbie.” I managed to say as we hugged tight and exchanged a last long kiss. “Take care and be well, I love you too.” With that she turned and walked towards the door, her right hand rubbing her arse as a cheeky goodbye. I watched her stop, turn around, smile and blow me a last kiss. Then she was gone; I turned around to see the same lady receptionist watching me with raised eyebrows and a smile. Blinking back tears I smiled back and retreated to my room. I slipped my shoes off, opened a can of VB and lay down stroking my memories on the messy bed. Tomorrow morning I would fly out to visit friends in another city, but there was no doubt that the last two days would be the highlight of my trip THE END Travelling Man I laughed again and held up a wooden toothpick. “A needle? This doesn’t look like a needle to me? I thought a toothpick was a toothpick world wide.” The look on her face was priceless as she realized what I had done to her. her life time fear of needles had resulted in her feeling far more pain than I had actually caused. Slowly her brat-like pout changed to a smile and after a while she giggled. “I guess I should have known better, you told me to trust you and for a few minutes I didn’t, I apologize Sir.” she said with that sweet smile. I lent forward and kissed her lips, “Your reaction was exactly what I expected my sweet, just remember that with me everything may not be what it seems to be.” “Sir, may I draw your attention to the time. You know I cannot stay late with you this afternoon because of family commitments. Tomorrow will be different, we will have all day.” “Yes of course my subbie, but I have not finished with you this afternoon.” As I spoke I moved around the bed releasing the ties that held her down. “I want you to lie down again on your tummy, here, put this pillow under your hips.” her eyes widened once again as she followed my instructions and soon I was securing the ropes once again. I took some items from a bag that she could not see and I moved onto the bed close to her arse. I ran my fingers over her arse and down her crack and she moaned again in anticipation. I slipped a latex glove onto a hand, applied some KY to it and probed at her rosebud. Her sphincter muscle automatically tightened and then relaxed to allow my finger to slip further in. I slid it gently around to lubricate the opening, moving my finger in and out, adding some more KY as needed. When I was satisfied that her arse hole was ready I removed my finger and slipped the glove off. I moved so I was kneeling between her wide spread legs and another moan escaped her lips. I spread her arse cheeks wide apart and pushed a small vibrator into her arse hole. A larger vibrator quickly followed, into her very wet pussy. I turned them both on and her body immediately began to shake. I moved back a little and used the crop to smack her arse cheeks. she screamed loudly as pleasure and pain intermingled and her arms and legs strained against the ties. After a few more swats with the crop I increased the speed of the vibrators. After taking a couple of close up photos I started to move the large vibrator in and out of her pussy, slowly fucking my subbie with the juice covered toy. her body was now shaking violently as the much needed orgasm rapidly approached. I turned both vibrators up to their highest settings and moved both of them in unison, as she moaned loudly. Soon the orgasm started and she screamed loudly as she pulled against the securing ropes. Her body jerked and shook on the bed as the orgasms continued flowing through her body. I slipped the vibrators out and released her ankles from the ropes. Her body continued to shake and she still moaned as I took the cuffs off her wrists. I slipped onto the bed beside her and held her tight as her glowing body continued to shake. I remained quiet as she slowly regained her senses and finally opened her eyes. I smiled, kissed her gently on the lips and wiped away a couple of tears. she blinked her eyes and smiled at me as we lay in each other’s arms on the large bed. Words seemed unnecessary at that moment, we both knew that she had to leave soon but neither of us wanted to break the spell of the moment. Finally I spoke, “My darling subbie, you must make a move if you are to be home on time.” “Yes I know, it’s just………….” her words trailed off. “I know what you are thinking because I have the same thoughts too. We both knew that this time together would be short but we have all of tomorrow, so we must make the most of it.” she sniffed, smiled and kissed me again before slowly pushing herself upright, “Yes Sir, you are right. Tomorrow I will take you on a tour of my city and for lunch at a national park I know. Please bring your strap and crop, I want to feel them on my skin in the open air where I can scream and nobody will hear me.” I helped her off the bed and she grabbed her shoulder bag and went into the bathroom to clean up and reapply her makeup. I collected her clothes and we sat side by side on the bed as she got dressed. She shivered a little as the thong slid over her arse cheeks, “Oh they still sting, it’s lovely,” she said with that delightful giggle. Finally she was ready to go and we hugged each other tight. “Thank you kind Sir, I will always remember this day. I will pick you up in the morning, make sure you are ready on the pavement out the front at 9.30.” “Hey, who is giving the orders around here?” I laughed. “Thank you my darling subbie, this was very special to me too. I’ll be ready as you have requested.” I walked her to the elevator with my arm around her, a last kiss for the day and she was gone. I wandered slowly back to my room with feelings of happiness and sadness running through my mind. Our commitments in our own countries meant that after tomorrow we might never see each other again. But then my natural positive outlook took over and I vowed to make tomorrow better than today. Travelling Masseuse I am standing, waiting at the carved wooden door of a client, living in a posh area. I have just ringed the door bell. I am 1.8 meters tall, well toned, with curly bronze hair. I graduated last year from university. My careers counsellor in high school recommended BSc: Sport Science and painted a picture of lucrative career opportunities. I enjoyed the course and had a good time at varsity. Getting a job upon completion, however, had not been easy, given the economic conditions. Eventually, I got a position as anatomy lecturer at an internationally accredited beauty school, subject to obtaining international beauty therapy instructor's certification. The salary is not great, but at least I work am among lots of beautiful young ladies, plus I am already a qualified masseuse—the Swedish Massage Certificate serves as entry requirement for a range of certificates, such as Sports Massage, Reflexology, Aromatherapy, etc. To supplement my income I decided to advertise as travelling masseuse. I am dressed in shorts, a T-shirt and running shoes. When the door opens, I am pleased to see a very attractive woman with long strawberry-blond hair and light blue eyes. She is about 1.65 meters tall with a lilac silk gown on. She put her right hand out to greet, while saying "you must be Clifford, the masseuse?" I took her hand, she had a firm grip and stammered ... y ... ye ... yes, you must be M ... Ms ... Call me Sarah; she responded and smiled warmly, come in. I picked up my mobile massage bed and travelling masseuse kit and she closes the door behind me. I wait for her to pass, smelling her spicy perfume, and follow to her open-plan kitchen-informal lounge. She has expensive taste; it looks like pink leather couches in her softly lit formal lounge. Her kitchen decor is black marble surfaces with light-oak and laminated light-oak flooring extends into the informal lounge. It has two black-leather circular loveseats, ideal for reading, listening music or cuddling. The new Coldplay, Viva La Vida is playing, and the room is softly lit by strategically placed mini spots. Sarah picks up a half-full glass, offer me some Chenin blanc or beer, top up her glass and pour me one. We sat down to fill out her client card. Sarah is 37, has a stressful job, but lives a healthy lifestyle. Other than stress, she has no contra-indications, already exercises regularly and relax as much as feasible. Her reason for massage is yet another form of relaxation, but she dislikes going to a salon. She says that she had been delighted when she saw my advert. Since it is such a pleasant summer evening, Sarah proposes that is set up on the patio, off her informal lounge. I give her the white-towelling boob-tube and ask her to remove all jewellery, to undress and put the boob-tube on, while I prepare the necessary. Upon Sarah's return, I asked her to lie on her back on the massage bed. After I covered Sarah with a light-green bath-sheet and placed supports under her head and knees, I covered her beautiful strawberry-blond hair in a turban, cleaned her feet and washed my hands. Thereafter I removed the boob-tube from under the bath-sheet in order to start massaging Sarah. With Coldplay in the background, I exposed Sarah's left leg and applied massage oil to my hands. Sarah's slender and lightly tanned leg feels soft under my hands. Sarah has narrow feet with pedicured nails. It is delightful to feel the little bones of her foot under her soft skin. Sarah mutters how relaxing and pleasurable it is and I repeat the toes, heel and ankle sequence for her benefit. Sarah's calf is firm and the muscle well defined and her muscular thighs a pleasure to knead and wring. After the right leg the abdominal sequence follows. I expose Sarah's sexy flat tummy and start applying oil to the slightly protruding centre and proceed with the sequence, guiding her breathing and conclude with the grand movement. Sarah's arms are next, first the right then the left. They are soft with well defined muscles and delightful to touch. Sarah's fingernails are smartly manicured and her hands soft. Her décolleté is next. I am pleasantly surprised to see some light brown freckles. Her pectorals are firm, yet soft. After Sarah turned on her front and I positioned the supports under her ankles and forehead for comfort, I start the posterior sequence first her left, then her right leg and then her back. When I got to her sexy buttocks I gave a few extra wrings. After the posterior of Sarah's legs, I expose her back, again noticing some light brown freckles. The back sequence is the most involved, often performed as a standalone massage. The masseuse start by standing on the side, then moving to the top of the bed, then to the opposite side—massaging across and then back to the original side. Working Sarah's back is a pleasure, both to touch and hearing her mumbling enjoyment. When done, I covered Sarah's attractive back and rubbed her body with the towels, held the towels in order that Sarah can turn back, without being exposed and rubbed the front of her body with the towels. At this point Sarah stated that my rate states a full body massage, but what about her breasts. I started to explain that breasts are not included, but she pulled both hands up and flipped the towel down and said please. I applied massage oil and effleurage her perky breasts and around. I improvised and placed my thumbs between her breasts, in the hollow of her cleavage, sliding my hands over Sarah's breasts a number of times and each time giving each breast a light squeeze. There after I played with Sarah's nipples, which hardened quickly. At this point Sarah lifted her right hand; took my right hand; pulled it in underneath the towels and placed my hand on her crotch while opening her legs the same time. Sarah then asked me ever so sweetly to also massage her clitoris. I hesitated, but she begged. She was already wet; I could feel her slippery secretion. I stroked her slowly and then increased the rhythm—the next moment her entire body tensed and she jerked a few times, where after she relaxed. She opened her eyes after some time and thanked me for the best massage ever.