0 comments/ 46889 views/ 2 favorites Velvet Nights Ch. 01 By: cnba It was late Friday night and Michael snuggled naked in Laurie's arms. They were both in delicious languor completely spent from the recent lovemaking. Laurie lay on the bed nude, her back propped up on fluffy pillows braced against the headboard. Michael's head slumped on Laurie's shoulder and his body drooped over the left half of her body and onto the bed. Their sheets seemed have vanished to the ends of the bed but as it was still quite warm in the room they did not seem to mind. Laurie gazed down on Michael's smooth and slim body. Cradling him close, she cupped his bottom with her hand. She could see that Michael's typically well kempt long hair was now in disarray over his face, tangled and damp from their passion exertions and from her juices. Laurie could still feel the chords of pleasure coursing through her from Michael's recent oral attentions. She loved how Michael's mouth could so skillfully bring her to peaks of pleasure. She started to caress his ass cheeks possessively. Enjoying Laurie's stroking, Michael unconsciously strained to press his bottom up against her fingers. Laurie hand slipped into the cleft between his buttocks and her long fingers nestled against his nether opening. She could sense Michael's sexual excitement as his cock stirred up against her leg. Michael's raised his bottom even further pushing her finger into his anus. She began feeling him inside and realized that he must have cleaned himself there and used some lubricant as her fingers easily advanced inside him. She grew damp between her legs realizing how wanton Michael was in wanting her to take him in every way possible. His sluttish behavior really aroused her need for dominance. Abruptly pulling her fingers out, she grabbed his hair pulling his head back and told him that she missed taking him with a strap-on and that he should buy one for them this weekend. Enthralled Michael agreed, remembering the pleasure they had shared with a strap-on only a few months ago during their San Diego trip. Laurie too excited by the vision of forcefully fucking Michael pushed his face between her legs again. Michael tongue was soon busy in a familiar place deep in her womanhood. As his mouth caressed her softly furred slit he found it warm, moist and salty. Her scent was rich and earthy from the recent lovemaking. Gently Michael probed with his tongue finding the damp divide. He pushed in, feeling her heat and moistness, and then smoothly up, as he had been trained, feeling with the tip of the tongue for the hardening nub of her pleasure. As soon as he found it with his tongue, her body stiffened and her thighs pressed against his head. She tasted salty from his spent juices that had mixed in with her fresh effusions. Back and forth around her clitoris went his tongue and as he circled it he heard a guttural moan. She strained and twisted her hips on the bed seeking to guide his mouth over her sensitive spot. He pursed his lips and sucked it hard as her thighs again clamped around his head. "Faster, faster" she rasped. He obediently quickened his pace with his nose buried in her soft fur and tongue working ceaselessly sucking and licking the nub then dropping down periodically to drink from her gushing pussy. More moans and sighs came from her as she struggled to come. Then her thighs locked tight and her fingernails dug into his hair mashing his face against her throbbing core. He was aware of nothing then, only her warmth and smell and the aching of his tongue and mouth. He could sense her all around him as his mouth rapidly filled with her copious juices and he swallowed hard as if in deep thirst. Laurie already excited from the mental picture of taking Michael with a strap-on could not take too much more of his maddening tongue on her clit and soon writhed in another orgasm. Releasing her grip on Michael's hair she helped him up to attend to his now very stiff and dripping rod. She used her hand to collect and spread his precome on the swollen head. Her fingers penetrated his ass again, pressing and probing inside as her hand squeezed and stroked his cock up and down. With her slippery fingers pushing inside and milking him outside he quickly spurted out once more, this time splattering his chest and face with thick white blobs. Completely exhausted, they quickly slipped into deep sleep. Michael had a slim boyish figure, around five and a half feet tall and weighing about140 lbs. But his large penis was an exception to his size and his slight frame. Erect it was a good seven to eight inches long with an impressive girth. In the past to make up for his size and build, Michael had sported a straggly mustache and goatee and had long dirty brown hair. But with the help of Laurie's friend Diane, his appearance and his demeanor had been changed to suit his inner self (author's note: please read "Michael, My Sweet Whore!" to learn about this part of Michael and Laurie's life). He loved his new role and made sure that his clothes and appearance pleased Laurie. Again with Diane's help, their marriage and sex life had both evolved so that they were very comfortable with their roles and desires. Michael was now clean shaven and kept his body smooth and hairless. Laurie had recently taken him to a laser hair removal clinic and as the result his body was always smooth. However, he still used depilatory crèmes to make sure. Frequent visits to Laurie's stylist kept his hair in an attractive brunette shade and last week, he had added highlights which Laurie really liked. He had changed his style for variety and his shoulder length hair now fell in attractive waves from a central parting. Nowadays, Laurie liked Michael wearing the outfits that she picked out for him at her favorite boutiques. He also frequently wore Laurie's sexy clothing including some of her pants and tops. He had grown to love the feel of the silky, soft and stunning outfits and preferred them to his own shapeless jeans and t-shirts. As an avid yoga fitness fan Laurie had ordered Michael to also follow a strict regimen to keep his body lithe and fit. In many ways Laurie could pass for a clone of Michael. She too was slim and willowy and a couple of inches taller than him but about 20 lbs lighter. She worked out regularly and had a great figure, pert breasts with sensitive dark nipples, rounded and firm behind and silky soft skin. Her hair was now styled in a short and sleek dark brown bob to suit her busy business lifestyle. She typically wore conservative business suits on weekdays for her consulting work. But on weekends, they both went wild and enjoyed cavorting around town in sexy and revealing clothing, attracting admiring glances from passersby. Laurie loved Michael's shyness and her natural assertiveness and dominance came through in their relationship, and recently also in their sex life. While they had only enjoyed conventional sex before, with Laurie riding Michael's body cowboy style, these days the norm was for Michael to orally please her while she masturbated him to release. Laurie liked to spice up their lovemaking with daring public exploits and had pulled Michael away into closets and restrooms to cater to her urges. Laurie was also open in her relationship with Michael since their chance meeting with Diane. She did not mind having Michael please her friends in the same way that he attended to her needs. While she still only made love to Michael, she had thought about pleasing herself with new lovers several times when she was away on her business trips. She might enjoy having Michael watch her with another partner, she imagined. She usually made all of the important decisions and many of the unimportant ones as well. Michael was very happy to go along with whatever she wanted to do and was more concerned with making sure that she was happy. Laurie's job as an information technology consultant was very lucrative and she had moved on to a management role in her company, making even more money. Michael used to work at the local bank as a teller but with Laurie's encouragement he now spent his time doing the house work and in developing is career as an artist. He enjoyed the new phase of his life and loved pleasing Laurie in every way. This weekend however was going to be very different. Laurie was leaving for Japan early Saturday morning. Her new consulting assignment was in Tokyo and as the project manager, she needed to be at the kick-off meeting with the Japanese client first thing Monday morning. Unfortunately this meant flying out Saturday morning from the West Coast. She would miss the whole weekend with Michael. The alarm went off at 6am and Laurie staggered bleary eyed to the shower still stiff from last night's activities. Luckily she had all her stuff packed and ready to go. As she swilled down a strong cup of coffee, she remembered what she had asked Michael to buy this weekend. She hurriedly wrote an email to Carol, her friend who owned 'Velvet Nights'. Carol was her sorority sister from college and Laurie had helped Carol with her computer systems a while back. To return the favor Carol had promised to let Laurie buy whatever she wanted from her shop at terrific discounts. Velvet Nights was an exclusive sex boutique in the trendy Upper Heights area of the city. Carol's shop stocked the best sex toys and B&D equipment to cater to the rich and kinky neighborhood clientele. Laurie felt herself dampen as she wrote the email listing out what all she wanted Michael to get from Carol's store. It was a lot more than just the strap-on! She made sure that Michael would have an interesting weekend with Carol while she was away. Laurie then left a note for Michael reminding him about what she wanted him to buy and telling him to meet with her friend Carol at her boutique that afternoon. She quickly ran out the door to catch a taxi to the airport. It was well past mid-day when the exhausted Michael finally woke up. He put on a short black kimono and went out to the kitchen for some coffee. While drinking his brew he saw the note from Laurie and it reminded him of the magic from last night. He read through the note and his rod stiffened and poked out from the base of the kimono at the thought of buying a strap-on alone at a sex boutique. He loved this mixture of fear, embarrassment and excitement that coursed through him. He hoped that the shopping trip would help him have a fun weekend even though Laurie was away. His imagination ran wild about Laurie's sorority sister, Carol, hoping she would be someone mysterious and sexy! He took time to get himself ready to go shopping to maximize his excitement from the anticipation. He had carefully picked out the clothes from the closet that he and Laurie now shared. He carefully shaved himself, brushed his teeth and rinsed with a mouthwash several times. Undressing, he grabbed the depilatory crème and rubbed it all over his crotch and ass areas. He used some on his face, his legs and arms and under his armpits as well to make sure. Waiting a few minutes, he then stepped in the shower and using just cold water sluiced away all of the crème along with any remaining body hair. He carefully shampooed and conditioned his tangled hair. He soaped himself paying special attention to his penis and his behind, making sure he cleaned everywhere. The jet of cold water rinsed away all the soap. Despite the cold, his erection was stiff all through the bath but he did not climax seeking to extend his sexual anticipation. He did push a finger inside himself to imagine how the strap-on would feel deep inside and shuddered in anticipation. Stopping the water, he dried himself vigorously all over with the towel. Stepping out of the shower, he applied the skin lotion all over his freshly scrubbed body. He combed the water out of his wet hair and waited for it to dry a bit. In the meantime, he started on his face, putting on a little liquid foundation and tiny bit of mascara around his eyes to set them off. He had been to the salon only earlier that week and his nails still looked good in their French manicure. Spraying on some light conditioner he used a blunt brush and the hair dryer to style his drying hair in a more sleek style. He then put on a little of Laurie's favorite musky perfume and was now ready for the outfit. With all of the care he was taking in getting ready, his erection had softened and he was able to slide it inside the tiny black thong he had picked out. The top he put on was a black silk shirt with a tab collar and very short sleeves that was loose on top but tapered to end just near his slim waist. The top had only three buttons just above the waist so that the top part could easily swing open to reveal his smooth chest when he moved. The black crepe pants that went on next were also loosely cut but the silky material clung to his legs as he moved. With black suede slip-ons encasing his bare feet, he was now ready to go. He felt sexy and really wished Laurie was not away on her trip so that they could have tried out the afternoon's purchases tonight. It was now almost 5:30pm and before Michael headed out the apartment he poured himself a stiff drink to steady his nerves. He definitely needed the liquid courage to shop at the sex store all by himself. He quickly ate a bowl of granola with some cottage cheese and fresh strawberries to fill his growling stomach. He was now all ready to make the shopping trip set up by Laurie. At least the visit to the store was going to be something new and exciting! Continued in part two... Velvet Nights Ch. 02 Laurie had sent Michael on an errand to buy a strap-on at her friend Carol's exclusive sex boutique. Laurie had given him this task and then flown away on a business trip. He was now on his own and heading out to the store. After a short drive, he easily found Carol's store even though its outside was very discrete and only had a small expensive looking sign - gold letters on a navy background. The slanted rays of the sun came in through the trees leaving the street in semi darkness as he parked right next to the store. The shop windows were curtained but the glass door showed a well-lit interior. Michael opened the door to find the store deserted except for a tall black woman behind the counter. As he had never met Carol before, Michael came up to the counter to ask if the woman could help him locate the shop's owner. Over six-feet tall, the black lady looked statuesque although she was certainly not fat. She was wearing a white translucent linen halter tucked into a short black flared leather skirt. Her black lace demi bra attractively displaying her large breasts was visible through the thin material of her top. Her face looked expensively made-up with smoky eyes, long artificial lashes and deep purple lipstick. Her hair was glossy and pulled back into a severe bun with a couple of curly black tendrils escaping onto her face. Up close, Michael could see that she was very fit and her bare arms rippled with muscle. Huge gold earrings and a matching heavy gold chain framed her face in glittering metal. The white top and the gold jewelry complemented her flawless chocolate brown skin. She was every bit as elegant and exotic as the boutique itself. Before he could ask anything, the lady looked directly at him and said, "You must be Michael. I've been expecting you." Her voice was husky and low but her commanding tone sent tingles down Michael's spine. "Go this way to the back of the store and look for your strap-on. Make sure you select two sizes, a smaller one that you can use for training and also a bigger one for Laurie. I'll be there in a few minutes after I get some of the other things Laurie wanted. It's already 6pm so I have to go ahead and close the store but we can still take care of Laurie purchases at the register." Carol's appearance completely matched the paragon of Michael's desire. In the depths of his imagination, he longed for a powerful woman like Carol to take control of him and his cock began to swell at the lascivious thoughts that ran through his mind. He noticed that she eyed him all over and sensed that she liked what she saw. Playfully he decided to tease her so that she would reciprocally lust after him. As he walked over to the back of the store, he dropped the car key and bent slowly down to pick it up. He saw that she was indeed looking directly at him and could clearly see his black pants clinging and tightly displaying the perfect shape of his thong clad bottom. The décor of the store was unlike any sex shop he could recall. It was expensively appointed like a high-end fashion boutique, with velvet as the dominant decorative material. The strap-on section looked every bit like the diamond display at a Fifth Avenue jewelry store. On a well-lit dark blue velvet table top, various items were placed in shiny wooden compartments lined with beige suede. Discrete embossed labels indicated the names and the expected usage and benefits of the items. No prices were noted anywhere. Michael saw strap-ons of various colors and shapes, from small red and blue transparent ones to huge black ones. Everything looked to be made of top quality materials and several had expensive looking leather attachments. Reading through the labels, Michael was engrossed in narrowing down his selection. He finally picked up one medium sized flesh colored one and a bigger dark colored one, both with two way dildos. The larger one was nine inches long on one side and very realistic looking. Oddly, it seemed to closely match Carol's skin tone and texture. The matching harness was made of supple black leather with silver buckles that shone in the display light. The thick shaft was veined and slightly curved, with a bulbous head and lifelike balls at the base. Michael shivered at the mental images of how full this would feel inside his mouth and penetrating his behind. He could not wait for Laurie to use it on him. "This is one of our most popular models," said Carol coming up from behind him. Michael, though startled, turned around and looked up at her, quickly regaining his composure. He then opted to continue his earlier teasing of her. "Would you please hold this on so that I can see if it's the right size?" he said giving the harness and the bigger brown strap-on to her while placing the other one back on the table. Obligingly, she positioned it between her thighs so that it jutted out from her crotch. He slowly knelt down at her high-heeled feet and looked up at her seductively with his mouth partially open and his tongue wetting his lips. The leather harness blended perfectly with her short leather skirt and the color of the dildo seemed identical with that of her fingers holding it. From his kneeling position he could see the mesh on her fine black stockings and a black lace garter belt, but could not quite discern if she was wearing panties. He tantalizingly moved his head closer to her as if to lick the strap-on and asked her if it might not be too big for him to suck. Not stopping at this, he then turned around and went down on his hands and knees with his back arched upwards pointing his black silk covered ass at her. He turned his head to look at her suggestively and asked if the artificial cock was the right shape for Laurie to use. Although she normally preferred women, she was now getting very aroused by his appearance and suggestive actions. His blatant flirting had definitely ignited her innate need to control him. She recalled Laurie's email about his wantonness and Laurie's request to her to discipline him and she grew damp at the thought of what she might do to him this evening. He looked to be the perfect sub pet for her weekend. She was going to enjoy punishing him and having him please her. "Get up you slut," she barked, grabbing his arm and pulling him up. She cruelly twisted it behind him and pushed him into the nearby dressing room where she had placed the other items Laurie had ordered. Pressing against his slim form, feeling his silky outfit and smelling his musky perfume acted on her like a powerful aphrodisiac. A little scared by her actions, he in turn trembled at her brutal and commanding demeanor. His teasing looked to have had an effect but now he did not know if he had awakened a monster. Michael was a bit scared inside but subconsciously also a little stimulated at what may be coming next in Carol's hands. To Carol, Michael certainly was a pretty little slut, every bit like the slim and submissive girls she normally craved. She turned him around and quickly unzipped and jerked his pants down to his knees. Freeing his penis from his flimsy thong, she watched Michael's cock stiffen and she slapped it hard twice causing it to rapidly shrivel down in pain. She remembered Laurie's note about his prodigious size and briefly thought that maybe the cock ring she had picked out would be a bit small. But without any regrets, she brutally pushed through his smoothly shaven balls and penis into the very tight silver cock ring making him gasp with pain. Then sitting on the chair she dragged his petite body face down over her knees with his legs dangling down to the floor. His newly constrained penis strained up and pressed against her leg in his excitement. Whack, whack, whack and whack - she used her open palm to deliver a series of stinging blows to both of his smooth bare cheeks making sure they became evenly red in color. Michael eyes brimmed with tears as the smarting pain spread throughout his behind. But, the thrill at being roughly handled and corporally punished made his erection bulge out even more as blood rushed into its engorged purplish head. Michael had never experienced being sexually hurt before and it was incredibly arousing. His entire body pulsed with erotic need and he wanted her to continue stinging his rear. Carol had received Laurie's permission to use and discipline Michael and she knew that she would like to teach Michael a lesson. Carol enjoyed mastering her women lovers and was skilled at applying the right amount of pain to enhance the sexual peak for both participants. Seeing Michael's obvious excitement from the physical pain and the psychological embarrassment helped her spark new ideas for tonight's entertainment. Ending his chastisement, Carol held open his rear cheeks with one hand and used a squirt bottle to put on some sweet smelling lube into his crack. She then took a silver butt plug and pressed it in hard until it popped through, going in all the way. The design of the smooth plug was unusual in that it was narrower on top but flared wider at the base to help distend his anus. To be sure that it did not slide out, she used a silver chain attachment with three strands that clipped on to the ring on the back of the plug. She propped him up on his feet and drew two of the chain strands in front, one on each side of his ringed erection and pulled the third strand back between his ass cheeks, attaching all three of them to a matching silver chain that went tightly around his waist. She tugged the thong back over his newly ringed and aroused genitals and then pulled up his pants over his freshly reddened behind. Rising she pulled him up to her with her hand grabbing his hair and brutally kissed his tear-streaked face with her tongue ravishing his mouth. Her other hand roamed over his behind seeking out her fresh palm imprints on his tender rear through his silky pants and pressing in his butt plug. "You are mine for this weekend, slut!" she said. Hearing him moan with pain and raw desire and feeling his ringed erection press and strain against her legs, she knew that she needed him to please her right now. Her arousal demanded his mouth here and now. She knew that her urges would not be fully satisfied until she could really use him thoroughly - but that would come later tonight. She pushed him down onto his knees and pulled his face under her skirt for her quick fix. Michael obediently moved his face upwards towards her now visible pussy. With her powerful legs spread wide he could see that she was not wearing any panties and her brown slit was framed by the black lace garter and the silk stockings. Carol's sex was carefully shaven with her lips clean and smooth. A neatly trimmed rectangle of coarse black pubic hair crowned her mouthwatering cunt. Her dark nether lips were so thick and prominent that they appeared to bulge, almost as if she had something between a pussy and a small cock. Her wonderful, musky scent filled his head, momentarily weakening his knees. His eyes drank in her gorgeous pussy with its very fleshy lips already wet with moisture. Bending back his neck slightly he straightened so that his entire mouth was parallel to her pussy, ready to lavish attention to every part of it. Michael quivered as the first taste of her delicious slit inflamed his desire. He felt her hands on either side of his head guiding him as his mouth moved slowly across her dark pink inner lips with flicking and gliding movements of his tongue. Carol writhed sensuously enjoying his oral ministrations. She grabbed his hair to control his actions as his tongue continued probing through her wet slit. He used his tongue like a small penis and plunged it deeply, sliding all the way inside of her, and then pulled it out to lick and suck her puffy lips. His tongue danced all around her stiffening nub before plunging again through her folds into the deepest areas of her pussy drinking in her gushing juices. Her hands tightened around his head allowing it to move only slightly side to side as his mouth continued to suck and lick furiously. Carol pushed his head down further until his mouth dropped down slowly to the area between her pussy and ass. Her juices were gushing profusely with her enjoyment and Michael's mouth eagerly drank it up as much as he could. Some of her juices ran down into her ass and Michael tongue followed them. Feeling wicked, Michael ran his tongue in light circles around her anus teasing her soft core. He heard her order his tongue inside her ass and he gladly obliged. He pressed firmly against her dark rose applying gentle pressure until her sphincter opened and his tongue plunged all the way inside in one deep thrust. One set of his fingers plunged inside her pussy while the other set gently grazed her upright clit. Carol began moaning with raw need as her knees felt weak. She was now almost sitting on his face, with her body pressing down on Michael's head. Michael's tongue continued sliding slowly in and out of her pert asshole and his fingers played deftly with her pussy lightly teasing all around her erect clitoris and periodically plunging inside her swollen folds. As her ass muscles started to contract around his invading tongue, he accelerated the pace of his thrusting and his fingers began softly stroking her clit. His tongue would plunge all the way inside her asshole and then draw almost all the way out. Just the tip would remain inside until she pulled his head forcefully into her body and his tongue plunged again all the way inside her ass. Her excitement rose quickly this way, and before long Michael's tongue was gliding effortlessly in and out of her ass as his fingers slid back and forth around her swollen clit. As she neared her peak, his fingers blurred its movements around her clit, teasing and stroking rhythmically. His tongue was a blur in her asshole as her orgasm hit. Carol screamed loudly as she came nearly crushing his head with her hands and thighs as her orgasm racked through her body. Bolt after bolt of sexual electricity shot through her body as his tongue continued to plunge deeply into her asshole. Her body shuddered violently over and over again. After a while as her orgasm subsided she abruptly released his head and staggered back to the chair, stockings soaked from her juices. "You are good, bitch!" she panted. "Go to the restroom and fix yourself up, we are leaving soon." Michael staggered into the restroom. His erection, still swollen and slightly numb from the very tight ring, pushed up against his thong. His knees were stiff, his bottom still felt raw and his tongue was like sandpaper. Looking in the mirror he saw a mascara streaked face with bedraggled hair. His face was still wet from all of Carol's juices intermixed with his saliva and some of this liquid must have leaked onto the top of his shirt as it clung wetly to his chest. Luckily there seemed to be cosmetics and styling brushes in the cabinet and a hair dryer was attached to the bathroom wall. He first used the mouthwash several times and then brushed his teeth. He then removed his shirt and did his best to clean up his face and restyle his hair. After about ten minutes of work he began to look presentable and he used the makeup to touch up his face, putting on his drying shirt. As he came out the door, Carol rushed in to use the facilities. She had stripped off her wet stockings and her garter belt but other than that she looked nearly unchanged. Her leather skirt and halter top did not look any worse for the wear. Her makeup was still flawless although a few more of the tendrils had escaped from the tight bun making her look even more attractive. She dropped something on the counter and ordered him to put them on. There were three small black leather bands with tiny black metal rings – the two smaller ones went on his wrists and the larger one went around his neck. "These mark you as mine for this weekend," she said. "I am going to use you hard tonight, slut!" When they exited the store it was nearly 8:30pm. Carol told him to leave his car parked right there and climb into her black Jaguar coupe. She drove through the city at near breakneck speeds while reaching across to his lap and caressing his cinched and distended penis. He begged piteously for release but it was not to be – it was his turn to be teased this weekend. Twenty minutes later, they pulled into the underground garage of a high rise apartment building. As they exited the car, Carol commanded him to take off all his clothes. Shivering with the excitement and from the chill in the garage, Michael stripped bare and furtively looked around even though there was no other person in the garage. His nudity as well as his ringed erection and the silver chained butt plug would all be embarrassingly visible to anyone driving in to park. But before anyone came, they took the elevator up to her penthouse apartment. On the elevator, Carol mercilessly teased the naked Michael by stroking his erect cock and pressing his plugged and sore bottom against the metal hand rail. Michael felt full from the butt plug and the pressure from the rail sent electric shoots of pleasure through him as his prostate was stimulated. His sexual rush was fueled by the thought that somebody could enter the elevator on any floor and see her tease his naked body. What else would she do in her apartment he wondered. Continued in part three... Velvet Nights Ch. 03 Michael and Carol came to her apartment after their eventful evening at Carol's sex boutique. Michael had been sent to her shop by her friend Laurie to buy a strap-on and Carol had decided to teach Michael a lesson. Carol's door opened into a wood paneled foyer and once inside her apartment seemed luxuriously furnished with big pane windows in the living room overlooking the city lights. Once inside, Carol pushed him into the spacious guest bathroom and ordered him to clean himself thoroughly. She warned him that he should scrupulously follow the typed instructions on the sink or his punishment that night would be far worse than he could imagine. Her directions on the note were explicit and he was again filled with the delicious mixture of shame and sexual excitement at what he needed to do. He hurriedly looked at what was in the bathroom. An enema was a requirement and he removed the chained butt plug to get started. As he turned around to look at his bottom in the full length mirror, he could see that the unusual plug had worked and he was not puckered shut but gapingly open. He used the nozzle to fill himself with warm soapy water and had to use the cloth padding to hold the liquid inside. After releasing the liquid, he then stepped into the shower to shampoo and soap himself thoroughly cleaning his penis and his bottom. His cock was painfully erect from his arousal. He longed to use his hands to bring himself off but the instructions were explicit about this and he did not dare provoke Carol's wrath. Drying himself, he used the moisturizing oil all over his body. He went over his face and neck with a brand new razor to make sure he was still smooth. He did not put on the cock ring and the butt plug as they were not mentioned in the instructions but cleaned and left them on the sink. The wrist and neck leather bands were required and these he dutifully refastened on himself. He looked at the makeup instructions next and it came attached with the picture of a woman whose appearance he had to emulate. The image looked oddly familiar and then he realized that the girl resembled one of the identically made-up dancers from a Robert Palmer video. He started with his hair, gelled it, combed it back and cinched it in a severe ponytail. Big metal loop earrings went on his ears. He then applied the heavy pale pancake makeup followed by the deep red lipstick and the shiny gloss. Gluing on the extra long lashes and applying the thick coat of mascara took a lot of concentration as he was not very experienced doing this. Deep blue eye shadow and extra pink blush for the cheeks completed his face. His face could have passed for that of a street walker, albeit with much more expensive makeup. He dabbed on the strong perfume behind his ears, on his wrists and between his thighs. At that time, he did not think too much about why he was using waterproof makeup but the reason would be clear to him later that evening. The clothes came next. He had to slowly slide on the black fishnet stockings so as to not rip them. A black lace garter belt came next to hold up the stockings along with a leather g-string. A micro-mini flared leather skirt, similar to the one Carol wore earlier that evening, fitted perfectly around his waist. The top she had set out for him was a black leather corselet that was adjustable with strings at the back. He tried it on a few times adjusting the strings till the fit was right and then fastened the small hooks in the front. Finally, the black platform high heels went on his stocking clad feet. He tottered up on the unfamiliar shoes and looked at the full length mirror to see an attractive girl, not very busted, but looking hot nevertheless. He could imagine himself as an escort, eager and available to service clients. The excitement increased his erection which pushed against the top of the tiny panties. He walked out of the bathroom still a little unsteady on the high heels. Carol was not in the living room so he tried to sit on the leather sofa and found it uncomfortable with the clothes he was wearing. The leather skirt had flared open so he ended up sitting on his nearly bare bottom. It was now well past 10pm. Just then Carol walked in and he shot up from the sofa startled. Michael looked down at her feet as she closely inspected his new appearance. "Turn around", she barked, looking carefully to see that he had obeyed her commands. He looked just like one of her favorite girls and seemed to fit into her clothes very well. Voicing her approval she went over to the bar to pour them both drinks. It was then that he took a good look at her. Her feet were in nearly 6-inch tall stiletto heeled boots that went all the way up her thighs. The shiny black patent leather boots had rows of silver buckles on the outside. She was wearing a black crocodile leather patterned jacket that came to her mid-thigh. The coat's stiff upright collar covered her neck from the back so you could only see the top of her upswept hairdo over the collar. With her patent black leather gloved hands, she poured two large glasses of the Hanger One vodka with two cubes of ice each and turned around towards him. Her makeup was flawless just like earlier that evening although she had switched to more dramatic colors of eye shadow and lipstick for the night. She wore long dangling gold earrings and a thick intricately patterned gold chain on her neck. He could now see that she wore a tight black silk and satin corset that pushed up but left bare her breathtaking breasts. Her deep chocolate brown nipples stood out erect on her large brown mounds. The corset ended at her waist and left her proud shaven mound bare, adorned solely by the trim rectangle of wiry black pubic hair on top. He realized that if she so desired her coat could be snapped shut with buttons at her midriff, concealing her breasts and crotch to casual observers and preserving a modicum of modesty. She looked like a magnificent tigress out on prowl! She handled him the vodka and ordered him to drink it fast. He gulped it down and the searing liquid burned through his throat down to his stomach. The alcohol quickly had its effect on his empty stomach as he felt wild, uninhibited and sexy. She too slugged down her drink and gestured for him to come close to her. She towered over him in her boots and he felt small next to her with his face coming up against her exposed beautiful brown breasts. Grabbing him by the base of his thick ponytail she bent down and pulled his face up for a deep kiss while her other hand cupped his bottom to lift him up to her. Her tongue invaded Michael's mouth possessively frenching him. Her gloved finger pushed aside his flimsy g-string and penetrated his anus. She used her finger to fuck him probing to press his prostate. He moaned with need as her finger filled him. When she abruptly released him he felt empty and slumped down next to her. "Slut, you will have a lot more of that tonight and I'll make sure your butt is nice and red with pain before I take you hard with the strap-on. But, I want your hands and mouth continually catering to my pleasure. You are my pet and I need you to be pressed up next to me. Don't let me tell you this again!" she ordered. Michael hurried to the bathroom to fix up his makeup and hair. He was then dragged along on his heels as Carol rapidly exited the apartment building. It was now nearly 11pm and they were on their way driving fast to Carol's favorite club. Carol drove Michael out in the Jaguar at predictably fast speeds down towards the waterfront. This time her hands stayed on the wheel and he missed her teasing of his cock. But fearing her explicit orders he pulled against the seat belt to bring himself close to her and ran his hands over her thighs but could only caress her leather boots. Arriving at the club which was in one of the many warehouses that lined the docks, she pulled up to a valet parking station and handed over her car. The valet's eyes nearly popped out of his head seeing her gorgeous bare breasts and naked pussy. She displayed her partially dressed body proudly with her coat framing her as they walked in through a dimly lit entryway into a cavernous hall. He obediently tried to keep close to her as she paced quickly forward. Loud music filled the space that glowed with psychedelic lighting. In the pale light the crowd of early party goers was already dancing on the floor and busy waitresses walked around carrying drinks. They walked through the dancers to the rear where the large and busy glass bar took up almost the entire wall. He was glad to see that their clothing blended well with the wild outfits of the rest of the crowd. Black leather seemed to rule the place and bare flesh peered out from everywhere. Most women, even the waitresses had their breasts partially displayed, peering out of their bustiers, halters, midriff baring T-shirts, tube tops and corsets. Many men were in leather harnesses or black tank tops with black jeans and even thongs. Spiked and greased hair with pink and red color dyes could be seen all over the place. A lot of people had on metal and leather jewelry reflecting the B&D lifestyle and quite a few had visible body piercings. Well dressed men had scantily clad women hanging on their arms or brushing up against them. He was startled to realize that some of the women he thought he saw were actually men dressed like him in very sexy outfits. The demographics seemed as varied as the clothing with equally as many black and Asian men and women. The thin haze over the room smelt faintly of pot smoke and a few people smoked lit joints. The large bar was also packed but somehow the people parted to let them through. Bare-chested bartenders, men and women, were busy filling up drink glasses for the thirsty crowd. Carol sat down on one of the bar stools that had been emptied as they came near the bar. She turned the stool around, sitting to face the dance floor. As he pressed up next to her, she commanded him to get them drinks. He went up to the bartender who already had two glasses of vodka ready. Michael gulped down his drink and hurriedly handed her the other. He had not eaten any dinner and the straight vodka definitely made him high and took away any vestigial self consciousness. Standing next to her bar stool, he snuggled up against her with his face pressed to the side of her bare breast and his arm around her waist. She ignored his attentions as she calmly sipped her drink. She wanted to dance and pulled Michael onto the floor. The thumping music and the drinks helped them energetically sway to the beat. Carol dirty danced with him but took the lead. Her hands held his waist and his arms wrapped tightly around her neck. As the beat got faster, he was crushed up against her and she groped him all over. In time to the music, her hands seemed to be everywhere on his body squeezing his stiffening length and rubbing his behind, making his excitement unbearable. She released him from her embrace and continued dancing to the beat while he too swung to the music in front of her. With the drinks fueling him and feeling sexy in his outfit and makeup he did his best to excite her with his movements putting on a slutty show for the nearby dancers. As he gyrated his hips like a stripper the small skirt rode up all over showing off his thong covered bottom. The crowd enjoyed the sight of the two sexy dancers and several people pressed up against Michael and anonymous hands fondled his tight rear. Soon their bodies were glistening from the strenuous exertions. When the music switched to a series of rap songs Carol decided it was time to return to the bar. Seated back at the bar, Carol took another drink from Michael. She then pulled him close to her breasts as she sipped the strong vodka. Moving aside her coat and with his arm around her waist, he bent his knees slightly and began to lick her breasts, paying complete attention to her pleasure. He could taste the moisture on her skin from their recent activities on the floor. His hand kneaded and pressed one of large orbs as his mouth sucked its large black eraser shaped nipple. He concentrated on laving the purplish black areola with his tongue. He soon had a sign that she liked his attentions as she moaned and squirmed with pleasure. She used her free hand to grasp his ponytail and pull his mouth onto her other breast. The crowd milled around them talking and frequently even engaging Carol in conversation, but Michael dutifully concentrated on his oral efforts on both her breasts. Slowly as if by magic he seemed to be drawn down to pleasuring her core and he submissively knelt down in front of her. She expectantly opened up her thighs and spread her legs ready for him to lick her beautiful pussy. Michael could see the lights reflected in the wetness of her dark brown pussy lips and could smell her sweet scent of arousal. Her bare bottom was seated on the leather bar stool and he could see her crotch in its entirety elegantly framed on top by her corset, even though the dark skin hid all the details in the dim light. He bent forward longing to worship her slit. Just then, Michael hesitated feeling like he actions were being closely observed. Turning his head he could see that several women and men had stopped their conversations and were now directly looking at him kneeling with his face between Carol's naked thighs. This made Michael very embarrassed and perversely added to his sexual excitement. His tightly ringed erection twitched and strained to free itself from his small g-string, pushing up his short leather skirt. Carol sensed his diffidence and with her gloved hand she turned back Michael's face and pulled it forcefully into her wet cleft. Her legs went over his shoulders to hold him against her and to slide down and push herself onto his mouth. Freed from his averseness by her grasping hand and partially sheltered by her large thighs, Michael's mouth dutifully went to work licking at her thick nether lips and slaking his thirst. He lapped up her oozing juices enjoying the tangy and sweet effusion. He put his hands around her thighs to hold on to her. As she opened up, he then proceeded to push his stiff tongue in and out, fucking her deep pink inner lips. She growled in pleasure at his actions and her legs wrapped around his neck drawing him closer to her. The metal buckles on her boots scrapped his shoulders. He ignored the sting from the buckles and proceeded to lick his way to the top of her puffy dark colored slit and pressed his tongue on her swollen hood. As he lapped her fleshy hood, her large purplish clit extended itself out like a very small cock. He then dedicated himself to sucking the stiff clitoris slowly enjoying the experience and wanting her also to delight in his service. Needing a faster pace, she grabbed his thick ponytail and used her legs around his back to rub his face up and down on her engorged clit, fast. Michael was in heaven at the experience of having his face fucked by a powerful woman completely in her control. The fact that they were putting on a display in front of an audience at a club made it even more exhilarating. He badly wanted to come and felt the overwhelming need to touch himself but remembering her orders he tried to concentrate on her pleasure instead. More liquid that he could ever imagine filled his mouth as she strained to come. She was now engrossed in seeking her release and her vodka glass went flying as both her hands clutched his hair. Her hands twisted his slick ponytail and pulled hard drowning his head in her pussy. Michael's face could now no longer move of its own accord as she furiously continued rubbing it up and down on her clit using his nose and mouth as her fuck toy. The coarse tuft of her pubic hair felt like sandpaper as he was rubbed up and down on her sensitive spot. Finally with a muffled scream she pulled his face even deeper onto herself and climaxed powerfully with even more juice gushing out. His face and neck were completely drenched as was the bar seat. She had come spectacularly for the second time from his oral skills! Pushing away his head, she pulled her boot-clad legs from around his neck and stood up shakily. Abruptly let loose from her hold, he slumped down at her feet. His entire face was covered by her juices, his tongue and mouth felt numb but his member was still very stiff and pressing painfully against his g-string. He ached for release from his sexual arousal. His leather clothing while slightly wet had not suffered from his actions, but his earrings had fallen off and he slowly put them back on. His waterproof makeup while a bit smeared had not run down his face. He now understood why he was asked to use the waterproof set. The bar tender brought another vodka to her and drinking it slowly, she recovered her composure. Her wet thighs were drying but still tingled from her recent high. Despite the two orgasms from cunnilingus, her sexual desires were not yet sated but had just been honed. She was now impatient to take Michael home so that she could use him hard and extract her pleasure. She snapped her coat shut and quickly dragged the bedraggled Michael out of the club. The valet quickly brought her coupe over but was little disappointed shat she was now all covered up. They drove even faster than usual back to her apartment building. When they returned there it was nearly 1am on Sunday. Michael knew that his wait for his rear to be filled was nearing an end and he was going to be used well by her strap-on! Continued in part four... Velvet Nights Ch. 04 Michael and Carol were back in her apartment after a terrific evening at her favorite club. At the dance club, he had orally served her with a voyeuristic audience watching and she had come spectacularly. Yet her hunger to take Michael had only been sharpened. Eager to take Michael with a strap-on, she had quickly driven them home from the club and ushered him upstairs. Pushing Michael into the guest bathroom, she ordered him to get out of all the clothes and heels, freshen up his face and be back out wearing just his butt plug and cock ring. He hurried to comply with her demands. Knowing what was coming next, he liberally spread the moisturizing oil inside his nether opening before sliding in the butt plug. The makeup had not run much but since it had smeared, he decided to remove all of it and clean up his face, neck and his hair. He redid his makeup but this time with a bit more of everything. Leaving out the earrings, he undid the severe ponytail and brushed out his hair, using the dryer and brushes to style it out. She had given him two more leather bands matching the ones on his hands, which he put on his bare ankles. He dabbed on the perfume between his thighs and his neck and rushed back to the living room within fifteen minutes. However, she was still not back from her room. He felt himself shiver slightly both from the chill air and at what he knew would come next. Goose pimples covered his arms and legs. The chill softened his erection and the cock ring did not hurt so much. He felt very vulnerable in his nakedness and could feel the large butt plug straining to come out against the metal chains because of the oil slathered inside him. He wandered over to the large glass wall overlooking the city. Because the room was lit up, albeit dimly, people from the adjacent high-rises could definitely see his nude body. He guessed that they were going to be putting on a display for any voyeurs out there. The floor next to the wall was bare except for a large leather ottoman even though several more leather sofas were arranged to face it as though it were a stage. There were small metal rings on the floor next to the ottoman and he could imagine what the ottoman was used for. He was about to sit on one of the sofas when Carol came into the room. He stood up still and tried not to stare at her as she came towards him. She looked a little different from earlier in the evening even though she was still wearing the same black leather corset that lifted up and prominently displayed her deep brown breasts. However, her pussy was now covered by a black high-waisted leather harness with a familiar dark brown strap-on in front. Even though it was the same model he had picked out in the store, in the dim light it looked gigantic but also somehow proportional to Carol's large frame. She was not wearing her coat and her bare arms and thighs looked taut and powerful and she had left off all her gold jewelry. Her hair was still in an updo but a lot more tendrils had escaped and hid parts of her face, which appeared heavily made-up almost like his was. Smokey dark eyes, deep red lips and dark eye shadow along with heavy pancake makeup made her look very hot. Her feet were now encased in shorter knee-length black heeled boots. She looked like the very image of a mistress out to punish her slave and slake her desires. Michael's grew flush with excitement and his cinched member now rose up against his belly with his arousal. He felt his submissive urge to serve her come rushing back and knelt down on the floor waiting for Carol to command him. Carol strode confidently over and beckoned to Michael. When he rose and rushed close to her, she ordered him to turn around and show off his naked body to her. He pirouetted in front of her compliantly showing off his sexy form. His stiff length pulsed out in front and the jingling metal waist chains held the silver plug up against his bottom. The rear silver chain neatly bisected his pretty arse. His naked body was slim and smooth and with his lithe form, long hair and the heavy makeup, he definitely looked very much like the girls she desired. He heard her draw a sharp breath at his display. He knew that she was pleased with his appearance and that she found him sexually very exciting. "You are one hot bitch," she exclaimed. "I am going to enjoy punishing you and taking you tonight. Your pretty bottom is going to be bright red when I am through," she rasped in her desire. Grabbing his slight body she swung it over the ottoman face down so his arms and legs splayed over the four corners. Pulling out springy ropes with hooked ends from the cabinet, she secured his limbs to the rings on the floor with his legs pulled apart. His smooth bottom was well displayed over the curve of the ottoman as his cock pressed up against its side. Michael limbs strained against the ropes. He was going to be punished for the second time that evening but this time it would be more painful and in a way he hoped also more pleasurable. Before this evening he had never been punished physically especially in a sexual context. He found that strangely he enjoyed the embarrassment and pain of the experience. He very much wanted to see how much more exciting it would get but in a perverse way he also wanted to be hurt for straying from Laurie. Ever since that evening when she had first slapped Michael's bare behind, Carol had felt a strong need to punish him hard but she had thus far controlled her urges. This simmering urge for dominance surged through her body and the two orgasms she had experienced from Michael's mouth had merely heightened this suppressed desire. Now, seeing his lithe body tied up and compliantly displayed she could no longer control herself. Finally his smooth white globes were bared and ready for castigation. For tonight she preferred using the riding crop which was a springy but leather covered and ended in a small square of leather. The crop best could best express her urge and she was a master at making it play a concerto of pain on her slaves' bodies without drawing blood. Laurie had requested Carol to not mark him permanently in any way. She tested the crop twice against the side of the ottoman and the sharp sounds made Michael twitch. She then dragged the crop down on his bare back and between his crease to touch his straining manhood. He shivered at the cold leather touching his skin. Whap! The first blow landed firmly on his left globe and he cried out more in shock than pain. The blow warmed his body from the blood coursing through the skin. Whap!! The second blow stung more as she increased the force. She again ran the crop's tip along the cleft of Michael's buttocks, first caressing and then raising the crop, bringing it down full force on one buttock and then the other. Slowly the sharp pain pulsed through his lower body as she unleashed her fury methodically delivering stinging blows but taking care to not cut his skin. Whap, whap, whap!! Her skill was evident in the intricate pattern she weaved on both his cheeks without drawing any blood. Raining blows left and right, she satisfied herself watching his bare behind slowly change to pale pink and then bright red. By now Michael was drenched in sweat. His face was swimming in tears even though his sexual excitement was now at a fever pitch. As occasional stingers teasingly landed on his stiff cock, he strained for release pushing his erection upwards seeking her blows. Carol finally felt sated from rendering the punishment and her hand was sore from hurting him. But, her sexual need to own him with her rubber cock had now reached a fever pitch. She undid his restraints and pulled him up. As he tottered up on his feet she sat down on the edge of a nearby sofa with her strap-on pointing out and motioned him to approach her. "Come here and suck me!" Michael's rear felt like it was on fire but his sexual excitement was also at its peak. His cock was grossly swollen and dripping with precome. He wanted to do anything to please her and he badly wanted her to let him come. He fell down on his knees in front of her, gently grasped the giant strap-on and caressed its realistic texture. It felt huge in his small pale hands and transfixed with the object he opened his mouth to worship it. Once again he was going to suck a penis. His lipstick clad mouth covered the firm bulbous head and he gently sucked the rubbery tip. His tongue lubricated it all over slowly enjoying the excitement of the act until she grabbed his hair with both hands and pushed her strap-on deep into his mouth. The large artificial cock filled his mouth and stretched his throat. With her grip on his hair, Carol roughly fucked his mouth with the strap-on until his throat felt raw and his lips grew chapped. The back and forth motion pleasured Carol acutely. The base of the strap-on with its raised lip deliciously rubbed against her nub delivering jolts of pleasure, but she still wanted to plunge it deep inside him; she needed to take Michael. She stopped fucking his face, stood up and pulled him up to her. Her mouth now searched and found his again. Repeating the evening's oral violation of his face her tongue ravaged the insides of his chapped mouth again just as her strap-on had recently done. She then turned him around and her hands grasped his oiled and bruised cheeks. She undid the waist chain and abruptly pulled out his butt plug making him feel empty inside. The special plug had opened him up wide and the slippery oil made it easy for access. But she knew that the large strap-on would still be a tight fit. She slapped his erection soft and then pulled out his cock ring from his shrinking member so he could finally find release. She held him close to her with one hand as her fingers plunged inside his open anus and proceeded to rub him inside. Having been whipped and facially fucked by her, he felt owned and was ready for her to take him. Once again he was going to experience being taken by a dominant woman with a strap-on. She pushed him back face down on the now familiar ottoman but did not restrain him with ropes. His hands clutched the side of the ottoman and with his chest and face flat against the cold leather he arched his back slightly upwards to present her with his behind. Michael's knees did not reach the floor so he did not have much leverage and his back muscles strained to push his bottom upwards. Since the ottoman was tall his bare bottom did come up to the right height for her. His full ass cheeks had now faded to a dull pink color but the darker lines from the crop were now visible running criss cross across them. Between the spread cheeks his anus gaped wide open inviting her to fill it. Carol rubbed her strap-on with some more oil from the side table to make it easier for her enjoyment and prepared to fuck her new boy whore. Anyone looking into the room from one of the adjacent building would next be witnessing a large black woman with a strap-on ready anally taking her white boy toy . Carol desired his beautiful body, compliant, willing and waiting for her to mount and take her pleasure. From the moment he had walked into her store she had lusted after Michael. His transformation into a sexually attractive boy whore for the visit to the club, his supine submissiveness and his overt oral pleasuring of her, all combined to make her innate dominant nature come alive. With her every need, she wanted to rape him hard and take his slutiness for herself. The visit to the club had dangerously sharpened this craving as she knew it would. She now wanted him to please her with his bottom so that she could come over and over again from fucking him. Her mounting need made her proceed quickly to take her pleasure from him. Michael felt himself being readied by her. His extremely vulnerable posture and the anticipation of serving her in this way made him scale the heights of sexual arousal. His organ freed from its restraint now swelled under him with his excitement. He could feel the wetness on his belly from his cock's almost continual secretions. She lifted his thighs wide with her hands and positioned his anus to push in the oil slicked strap-on and fill him up. She could still see the lipstick stains near its base that came from violating his face. In turn, Michael felt her probe his rear entrance with the strap-on and electric sensations ran up his back. His spine tingled as the bulbous head popped through his oiled and open sphincter. She probed forward slowly all the way until her thighs hit the ottoman. The feeling of fullness now enveloped him. Even though the metal butt plug had bulged inside him most of the evening, it was nothing compared to this large beast now taking the same space. But being loved this way was something he had indeed missed dearly. Hopefully now that he had bought the strap-on, Laurie would be doing a lot more of this, both for her, and definitely for his pleasure. The chocolate brown strap-one that he had picked out was sizable so initially Carol moved in and out slowly until his muscles could stop resisting and loosen up. It took a few slow strokes for her to feel him relax. After a few minutes she felt her movements become easier. Grasping his thighs tightly she started to move quickly back and forth. She was finally fucking him hard and the feeling of using this boy slut was fantastic. She aggressively proceeded to give his ass a thorough fucking. Being used like this by her brought up all of his submissive desires to the highest level. He enjoyed the feeling of servicing a woman purely for her pleasure. He loved the mental picture of him face down with his ass held high up and being taken by a very attractive dominant lover. His face twisted and groaned in pleasure at the friction and pressure of the experience. The sheer sensations here and now overwhelmed him. Carol's rough attentions continued and the pressure on bottom and on his prostate was exhilarating. His chest and stomach were now soaked with the secretions from his organ. At the back of his mind he knew that they must be putting on a fantastic show to any late insomniac in the nearby buildings. Carol's vigorous plunging made her clit the center of attention from the raised protrusion at the rear of the strap-on. The constant and furious fucking was massaging her clitoris so very well. Her physical pleasure was augmented by her mental satisfaction of taking her lover. Doing what she wanted to do all evening she felt the rush of possessing him. She slowly built up her pleasure and sensed that she was nearing her release from the powerful fucking she was giving Michael. But she needed something more to get off! She knew that seeing his face and hearing his screams as she plunged into him would complete her pleasure and send her over the top. So, pulling herself out, she grabbed his prone body and flipped him over. His dripping erection slapped hard against his already wet stomach. Submissively his hands went up over his head. Carol lifted his legs up over her shoulders spreading him out and preparing to fuck his ass. He felt her slam into his distended anus again and bury herself deep inside. With her hands tightly gripping his slim thighs she pounded his bottom seeking to push the strap-on to even greater depths. Every few strokes she pulled fully out of him and used the extra momentum to bury her strap-on deep. Slapping sounds from her body slamming his bottom filled the air. Michael's eyes were partially shut and tears rolled down both sides of his face. His mouth was open with silent screams from the pain and pleasure. Carol's hands were clawing at Michael's thighs pressing her nails into his flesh. She realized that she had never been so rough with her lovers before. She could see that the front of his thighs were nearly the same shade of pink as his chastised bottom. The visual evidence of Michael's physical pain actually increased her arousal even more and she slapped Michael hard on his face turning it bright red and eliciting cries of pain. His screams finally helped push her over the edge and she shuddered in a tremendous climax with her juices streaming down between her legs. Seeing her orgasm seemed like the unconscious signal to Michael and the continual rubbing on his prostate finally pushed him to ejaculate. A copious stream of thick come spurted from Michael's cock. The sexual excitement from the entire evening of teasing had built up a tremendous reservoir of sperm which erupted out like a geyser. Gobs of cream sprayed on his chest and some even on his face. Seeing him finally come, she gave one last thrust and pulled out of Michael, releasing his thighs. As she shakily got up, Michael lay collapsed on the ottoman enjoying the release of his sexual tension. His ass, thighs and waist felt like they were on fire and he was strangely empty inside but he also felt thoroughly sexually satisfied. The strap-on session was everything he had imagined and wanted and Carol was a wonderful dominant partner. Michael could not wait to show her his gratitude! Continued in part five... Velvet Nights Ch. 05 After the phenomenal strap-on love making Michael and Carol were both extremely exhausted. Carol went over to the bar to grab another stiff drink and then staggered off to clean and change. Michael too decided that some vodka would be invaluable and slugged down the fiery spirit. Feeling better inside, he wobbled slowly to the guest bathroom to remove his makeup and the leather straps on his limbs and neck and then clean himself with a shower. He turned up the temperature of the water to near steaming but throttled the shower to a very low gentle pressure. Michael's bottom was very sore and but with the hot water soaking him his aches and pains slowly felt better. His thoughts wandered to Carol and he realized he loved the experiences of the day. Carol was fantastic and he really liked the way they felt comfortable together in their love making. He could not have had a better time pleasing her and he enjoyed her control over him. She had taken care not to hurt him callously but had applied her dominance to maximize their mutual enjoyment. The best moments of the evening when he serviced her orally and brought her to her delicious orgasms were capped off by the just completed strap-on performance when both of them had climaxed magnificently. Exiting the hot shower, Michael toweled off gingerly and quickly combed out his wet hair. He made sure he used plenty of the oily moisturizer as a salve to soothe his sore body paying very special care to his tender bottom. He was nude but had a feeling that Carol would not mind. He realized that he did not know where he would be sleeping, so he decided to walk back to the second door which he knew would be her bedroom. Her bedroom was dimly lit but he could see that Carol was waiting for him naked on the bed. She had removed all her makeup and her hair was now loose. As he came in, she rose up from the bed approaching him with her arms open. Carol was a vision, a gorgeous Amazon! Her beautiful brown body was invitingly framed by her dark waist-length hair. He ran up and put his arms around her neck. She embraced his body lifting him up to her. Their lips met softly as her hands caressed his back holding him tight. He felt safe in her arms and she smelt sweet and clean from her shower. With his eyes closed he raised his face to meet hers and enjoyed her lips softly pressing down on his. Slowly he parted his lips and her tongue gently entered his, tasting him tenderly. This experience was so different from the rough possessive kisses she had forced on him all through the evening. He enjoyed the sweet intimacy. In turn, she loved his pale slim form pressing against her and his lips that felt sweet and soft. His wet hair tickled her face and she could feel his organ come to life pressing against her. She sensed herself grow wet in return desiring him again. In slow motion, they tumbled onto the bed together amidst the silky soft sheets with Michael landing on top of her body. He snuggled his face between her heavenly breasts enjoying her hands enveloping him. She stretched languorously, letting him enjoy himself, exploring her body with his hands and mouth. He was like a kid in a candy store. Burying himself in her hair he inhaled the clean scent and luxuriated in its silky sheen. He pressed his mouth gently on each breast as if to pay homage to their magnificence. He licked one nipple sucking it firmly in his pursed mouth and repeated the steps on the other breast. Licking and sucking her brought her slowly to a warm wetness. Moving on from her brown orbs his lips and fingers flitted like butterflies all over her figure. Slowly turning his body to face her feet he continued his tender tactile and oral caresses all over her stomach and waist. Taking his time, his tongue gently probed her shallow belly button and then softly slipped over to her thighs. His ran his hands over her powerful thighs marveling at her taut form. His lips brushed across her knees and shins on the way down to her feet. Michael's mouth enveloped her long clean toes tenderly sucking all ten of them each in turn. His slim body was astride her and his now rigid erection leaked from its own arousal onto her stomach. She tenderly pulled him up by his thighs towards her face so that his stiff penis could nestle in the deep valley between her breasts. She could smell his sexual excitement and badly wanted to taste his swollen member. Michael too was now above her beautiful pussy smelling her arousal with his face resting on her trim tuft of hair. He licked her coarse hair enjoying the crinkly texture on his tongue and lips. She opened her legs wide inviting him to pay attention to her moist slit. At the same time her hands pulled his body closer to her face and she raised her head up to let her warm mouth envelop his cock. Carol's tongue slurped the juices from his tip. He too let his tongue begin its tasting trip at the top of her cleft. As he paid attention to her lips her clit engorged and raised itself. The double sensations of licking and being licked electrified them both as each one concentrated on orally pleasuring the other. Sucking him, she loved the slippery and throbbing cock in her mouth and focused on using her strong tongue on the tender area just below and under his cock head. She alternated between slurping the mushroom-shaped head and licking at the sensitive spot while pressing and pulling the base of his long rod with her fingers. After a few minutes of her hands vigorously milking the stem and the continuous tongue action on the head, he tensed and stiffened his entire body and she knew that he was ready to come again. Meanwhile, he had focused his mouth on her large upright clit. He licked and sucked her as if it was a cock as she raised and jerked her hips straining to press more of her sensitive mound to his face. Both of them again came nearly simultaneously. A slightly smaller volume of come spurted into her mouth in thick streams as her cleft filled up with juices from her orgasm to drench his face and mouth. Spent from their second mutual orgasm, they slumped on each other with his face resting against her thigh and his softening wet cock on her breasts. Minutes passed and then she slowly turned him around face up to snuggle against her. She kissed him deeply and he could taste his salty juices mixed in with hers. Moments later they were sound asleep in satiated exhaustion. It was now nearly 4am. Carol had come four times and Michael twice. It had been a long but very pleasurable night! It was afternoon on Sunday when he woke up. They were both sleeping on their sides in nearly fetal positions and he found himself nestled against her with his back pressed to her breasts. Her face was buried at the nape of his neck, her long hair was all over his face and one strong hand cradled him while cupping his semi erect cock. Her leg draped over his lower body enclosing him protectively next to her. The room was still very dark but you could see sunlight peer in below the door. As he pushed her hair away from his face, she too stirred, raising her leg away from his body and releasing him. Cupping him protectively with her body, her hand began squeezing his cock making him swell up fully. She then used her fingers to grasp him firmly and began pumping back and forth. In a few moments he erupted and sprayed the bed with his white ejaculate. Enjoying her attention he began moving around and down to please her when she got up off the bed and pulled him to her. "Let's take a shower!" she said. The glass fronted master bathroom shower was large and luxuriously marble tiled. The nickel plated shower head issued a piercing stream of steamy hot water and they luxuriously soaked it up. The shower beat down on his back soothing his sore bottom. Between Carol and the shower he stood facing her and pressed up to her breasts. With her long wet hair and the warm water shrouding both of them, she enjoyed the protective feeling of Michael's slim form pressed against her. The proximity to her body and the warmth of her presence sublimated Michael's need to serve her and he slowly disengaged from her arms to pick up the sweet smelling liquid soap and sponge from the shelf. He moved around, away from the streaming water, and using these began cleaning her back. He used the soapy sponge all over her back and reached up under her long hair to clean her neck. As she turned around to face him, his sponge focused all around her breasts and her flat stomach. Putting away the sponge, he used his soapy hands to knead her breasts special attending to her large and sensitive nipples. He then knelt down and went back to the soap and sponge to carefully scrub her legs from her feet and ankles all the way up to her taut thighs. The soap felt sensuous in his hands as coated her muscled inner thighs with the slippery cleanser enjoying feeling her firm body. His hands slowly moved up into her crotch area as she obligingly spread up her legs wider to let him clean her lips and her bottom. He deliberately concentrated on soaping up all of her crevices and used his hands deep inside her to reach every fold. The excitement of his hands sliding all over her beautiful pussy caused his cock to swell up and slap against his belly. With her eyes closed she sensuously took in the warm shower and his intimate soapy caresses. Turning around she let the water sluice over her front rinsing away all of the soap. Then, she bent forward and placed her hand on the wall under the shower head arching her body with her legs spread wide open. Her bubble-bottom and her bare pussy looked beautiful and open to him still kneeling behind her. Knowing what she desired, Michael raised himself on his knees and placed his mouth on the puffy opening. He applied himself to licking the outer lips of her pussy up and down. Straining his neck he pushed his tongue inside her folds to lick her inner lips maddeningly up and down. She pressed herself on his face luxuriating in the pleasure his mouth was delivering. Wanting more she used one hand to reach his head to draw him in front of her. Compliantly he moved around to kneel in front of her and reapplied his face to pleasuring her sweet pussy. The stream of water came down on his back and head and his wet hair fell around his face as he licked the island of pussy hair and the stubbly area nearby where she had shaved herself. Slowly he moved down to the top of the slit. She was wet from the water and from her juices and tasted and smelt sweet. Focusing on the slit his tongue became a brush painting up and down. He could feel the large and puffy lips as he traced its every contour. His attentions had their due reward and he could feel her large clit rear up against his nose. One of her hands came down to hold his hair pulling him up towards her sensitive spot. Treating it like a nipple, he pursed his lips around it and proceeded to suck and lick the clitoris, gradually increasing the pace. After what seemed like eternity, she tensed and pressed his head onto herself, shuddering hard as she climaxed. Letting her rest for a few minutes, he cleaned her pussy again very tenderly with the soap and rinsed off his face, before getting up. Seeing his very stiff erection bobbing she wanted him to also come. Carol turned Michael sideways in front of her and bent her face down to suck his neck and ear. She used soapy fingers to push into his anus and to squeeze his cock. He could feel her long hair streaming wet all over his body and her mouth taking soft bites at his neck. As one hand probed him deep inside pressing against the bulge of his prostate, the slippery fingers of the other hand teased the base of his engorged purplish head. Her tongue licked and probed his ear and her hands speeded up to a blur. This was too much for Michael and he climaxed again, spurting white jets of come on the wet floor. Drying herself in a large fluffy towel and wrapping another one around her hair, she left him in the shower to go back to the living room. He too dried himself, combed out his hair, proceeded to apply the moisturizer all over his sore bottom and then put on a very short terry robe. As he came into the living room he could hear her on the phone. "Yes, Laurie, Michael was wonderful and I thoroughly enjoyed using him," he heard her say. "Don't worry he can stay with me until you come back Friday. I'll enjoy prettying him up and disciplining him. He can help me try out some new toys for the store and he'll be perfect for demonstrating the products. It'll be a blast for both of us. Ok, you go back to your meeting now, I'll tell Michael we talked." Michael's mind raced with the possibilities and despite the recent climax, his erection surged poking out from under the robe. He was thrilled at being able to spend the whole week with Carol and glad that Laurie approved. He spent the entire time in bliss. Six nights of pleasure mixed with delicious new pain. Carol kept his bottom pink from regular disciplining and she took care to penetrate him often with the strap-on so he would be nice and ready for Laurie. His days were no less interesting as he spent time dressed as a pretty slut helping out Carol at the Velvet Nights.