1 comments/ 24566 views/ 1 favorites Coupon Ch. 01 By: MungoParkIII It came addressed to me in a plain white envelope with no return address or any other identifying marking. I was about to tear it up and toss it figuring it was either a credit card application or a creditor chasing me, but curiosity overcame me and I opened the envelope. Inside was something that looked like a coupon, it actually said coupon on the card but it didn't say what the coupon was for or where I could redeem it. It was light blue in color with the letters B and J printed in large print in the middle of the card. At the bottom was an expiration date of November 15, 2007. Aside from the large two letters and the expiration date there was nothing else printed to give me any clue as to what it was for and where I could redeem it. Normally I would have tossed it in the trash, but I figured, "What the hell," and slipped the coupon in my wallet. If I ran across a business that had a similar color paint scheme or used a similar style font I could show them the coupon and see if they recognized it. Honestly, I had forgotten about it until one afternoon after purchasing some gas I went into the station to pick up something to drink. As I went to pay for the drink I spotted the coupon and showed it to the attendant. He looked at it, gave me a smirk and said, "Yeah, I don't think so." "Sorry, it's just that it doesn't say where I can use it." "Well, you ain't getting any BJs here." Not really paying any real attention to what he had said, I handed him some cash and left with my drink. Still wondering about the coupon, I pulled into a nearby shopping center where I had spotted a coffee shop with a light blue canopy in the front. I went into the store, walked up to the counter and asked, "Do you honor this coupon?" I was about to explain that I had no idea where the coupon actually went when the cashier leaned out and slapped me. Her action immediately drew the attention of someone who appeared to be the manager who rushed over. "I'm sorry sir..." he then paused as the cashier pointed to the coupon. He then continued, "Sir I'm afraid I must ask you to leave this establishment." "But I just wanted to ask about..." "Listen, this is a family oriented business," he replied rudely. "Family oriented? What does that..." I stopped, suddenly realizing what the BJ on the coupon implied. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." "Just leave," he said pointing to the door. Embarrassed, I slipped out of the coffee shop and jumped into my car. "Wow," I said to myself, realizing what it seemed like I was asking the gas station attendant. I decided I better be careful about who I show that coupon to. It was another week before I thought about the coupon again. I was driving past another small shopping center and noticed a shop with a light blue background on their sign and again a similar font on the shop name. It was only when I read the store name that I decided to make a u-turn and pull into the center. I parked the car, got out and then walked into the JB Boutique & Fetish Shop. Stepping into the shop I found myself surrounded by a dozen or so mannequins wearing some very skimpy outfits, for the male mannequins it was leather attire, the female mannequins were dressed about half in lace, the other half leather. Along one wall was an assortment of vibrators and dildos, another wall was devoted to S&M, with cufflinks, several types of restraints, whips, cat-o-nine tails, even some strange latex gas masks. Inside a glass case were several velvet wands and a few other electrified devices I didn't recognize. "Can I help you find anything?" the guy behind the counter asked. He had on a leather vest with a tee shirt on under it, but despite a few piercings here and there he seemed somewhat normal. He did seem friendly. Reaching into my wallet I pulled out my coupon and asked, "Is this coupon for here?" He smiled and nodded. "So they printed it wrong, it should say JB, not BJ." "No, actually it is correct. Excuse me here," he turned his head and called out to the back of the store, "Clara, another coupon here." He then looked back at me and said, "Clara will be out in just a moment, she handles the coupon, unless of course you would prefer someone else." "I guess Clara will be fine," I replied, wondering if he was flirting with me. I wandered toward the back of the shop where they had some fitting rooms, a video and dvd display and a book section. As I perused through the books I noticed a short, young woman come out from a back room. Her hair was a bright pink, spiked out in all directions. She must have had four piercings in each of her ears and then several more in her nose, one on an eyebrow and one on her lip. She looked at me and said, "You have the coupon?" I handed it to her and she reached out her hand to me. I took her hand and she led me into the back room and said, "Okay, whenever you're ready." "Ready for what?" "The coupon's for a blow job, so here I am." Her speech was a little slurred so I wasn't sure I heard her right, so I said, "Excuse me?" "The coupon says BJ, that means blowjob," she said as she kind of cocked her hip and rested a hand on it. I paused, completely flustered as she stood in front of me wearing a leather bustier that that tied down the front, exposing a pierced belly button. She wore a short leather skirt with white stockings attaching to a garter belt that hung down below her skirt. After looking her over I reached to my pants, but stopped, noticing her overall attitude. "You'd rather not do this?" "It's just that you'll be my third in just an hour, my jaw is tired and..." "Can I use the coupon for something else?" "What did you have in mind?" "Well, if you wanted, maybe I... well I would..." "Just say it hon," she finally interrupted. "Could I go down on you?" "Let me get this straight, you give me the coupon and then you go down on me?" I nodded. "How about, yes," she replied, reaching up and pulling off her panties. Looking around, I reached down and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up onto a nearby counter. As she opened her legs, exposing her pussy with pink pubic hair. I whispered, "Pink, nice." "You like that, take a peek at this," she said, opening her lips to expose her clit. "Your clit is pierced too?" "Yeah, and it is incredible." I moved in, grabbing her ass and pulling her toward me. Wanting to taste her, I let my tongue work its way between her lips and burrow into her wet pussy. The taste seemed to rush up my tongue and flood my mouth with her tangy flavor. I worked my tongue in and out of her, trying to slurp up as much of her as I could. While I slurped, my hands squeezed her tiny tight ass and I could feel her wiggle a bit. My tongue slowly circled inside her and I would have continued savoring her taste, but I felt her hands come down and gently tug my head upward. Slowly drawing my tongue up her slit I could feel her sliding toward me, her hips moving, trying to move her clit down to my mouth. When my tongue finally reached her nub, I could hear her gasp and she immediately began moving her hips, trying to grind against me. My eyes were wide open watching her pink pubis and her stomach move up and down as she breathed. "Oh yes, this is good," she moaned, as her whole body seemed to writhe. It was such a turn on feeling this tiny woman grind her pussy on my face that my cock was hard. Ignoring my own needs I let my tongue move over her clit, bouncing it off the stud that went through it. My jaw was beginning to ache when he reached down, grabbed my head and pushed hard against me. I moved one of my hands from her ass and pushed two fingers into her wet opening as I sucked her clit into my mouth. She groaned loudly and came, her pussy pulsing over my fingers, squeezing them and then releasing, again and again. I rested my head on her thigh while leaving my fingers inside her until I felt her orgasm slowly subside. Once she had recovered, I gently pulled my fingers out of her pussy, reached up and grabbed her by the waist and eased her back onto the floor. She looked up at my face and said, "That was the most enjoyable coupon redemption I've had." "I enjoyed it too, thank you," I said, turning to leave. "Wait a minute there, you can't walk out of here like that," she said, nodding at the bulge in my pants. "First of all, Scott at the register will know you didn't get a BJ and second of all, if he sees a bulge like that he will be no good for the rest of the day." "What do I do?" I asked. "Wait here," she said heading out toward the front of the store. I walked over to where she had tossed her panties. Picking them up, I let the silken fabric roll through my fingers as I wondered what was about to happen next. Coupon Ch. 02 I was holding Clara's panties as she walked back in. "Oh sorry, I think these are yours," I said. "Keep them, I have plenty of others," she said smiling. "You know, I'm about to make an interesting proposition and I don't even know your name." "I'm Ted, Ted..." "Ah, ah, first name only, okay?" I nodded. "I'm Clara." Putting her panties in my pocket, I reached my hand out and said, "I am pleased to meet you Clara." Grasping my hand and shaking it, "Pleased to meet you Ted. It is so nice to learn a guy's name after you've come all over his face, don't you think." "Yes, kind of like learning a woman's name after you've gone down on her." "All in good time, all in good time," Clara replied, "Look, I want to show you something, it's kind of our dungeon. Obviously we get a lot of people in here that are very enthusiastic about BDSM, some of these people have a lot of money. Our shop here is affiliated with a contractor that actually builds dungeons in people's houses, and he actually has a small showroom built through that door." "I don't know about the SM stuff," I replied. "No, no, but it will give us somewhere where we can do a bit more than just a quick suck and go." "I'm getting a lot for the coupon." "Yes, but I think what you did to me has a lot to do with it," she said, smiling slyly. "Come on, follow me." I followed her through the door into a dimly lit room. As my eyes adjusted I saw a padded table with some straps on it, the walls and ceiling looked like rock, like I was in a cave or something. "Isn't this great?" Clara asked, "He does the walls with spray foam, same thing with the ceiling. Now there is a lot of other things he can do with supports from the ceiling, or chains on the wall." "Do you ever use this room for..." "Like you and I are getting ready to use it?" "Well that, and for more S&M things?" "We actually will hold some private parties, have some demonstrations of some of our merchandise. It's kind of small for anything more than just a few people. Our manager is thinking about doing something bigger, so we can have large parties." The entire time I had been talking to her, I had my hand in my pocket running my fingers over her panties, so my erection had not subsided. Just the thought of her in that tiny skirt without panties kept me ready to go. Clara immediately started getting undressed, so I did the same while keeping my eyes glued on her. By the time I had unbuttoned my shirt she had her top off. Her breasts were small, but her nipples were large and each had a stud pierced through it. She pulled off her skirt, but left on the garter belt and stockings. I finally got my pants and underwear pulled off and move toward her, reaching out and touching her breasts, running my fingers over the nipples and toying gently with the studs. "Does it hurt?" "It did when I had it done, but now, the studs make them more sensitive, especially when it gets cold," she replied, before taking my hand and leading me over to the table. "Go ahead and climb on, I'll be on top." Climbing onto the table, I got on my back and helped her as she climbed over me, straddling my head with her knees. She then lowered her pussy down to my face while leaning forward and taking my cock in her mouth. I quickly pushed my tongue into her pussy tasting her once again while I felt her tongue sliding up and down my cock. She must have had her tongue pierced too because I felt something hard teasing my cock as the licked it. Moving my tongue forward, I began toying with her clit just as her mouth closed over the head of my cock. She began sucking hard, sliding down over my cock as she did, sending a tingling all through my body. I reached up and grabbed her ass, and began flicking my tongue wildly over her clit. I could feel myself getting close to coming when she suddenly moved her head away and pulled her pussy away from my mouth. She turned around, straddling my hips and reached down and grabbed my cock. I watched as she lowered herself onto me, my cock disappearing behind that bright pink pubic hair, between her curving lips and into her wet opening. Concentrating on the sensation I could feel the wet, warmth descend over the head of my cock and then slowly down the shaft until I felt the weight of her body on me. Looking down I could see my red hair matted together with her bright pink, and then as she rose up, slowly my cock emerged from between her lips, the shaft glistening in the dim light, the blue vein pulsing. She slid up until the head almost emerged and then she slid down again, the wet pleasure flowing over and through me. As she continued moving I began raising my hips up to meet her and our pace quickened. The slow pleasure gave way to a more urgent need. Our bodies drew apart and then slapped together, as with each thrust I tried to go deeper and deeper into her body. Her face was drawn taut, she ground her teeth and then moaned loudly. Knowing she was coming, I let myself go, letting the intensity of sensation overtake me as I arched my back and came, spurting my cum deep into her pulsing cunt walls. I lifted her up in the air with my final thrust and we collapsed together, her breasts flattening on my chest, the studs in her nipples digging into my flesh. She remained on top of my as my cock slowly shrank, finally slipping wetly out of her pussy. When we finally caught our breath she looked up at me and asked, "You haven't saved any more of those coupons have you?" "No, just that one," I replied. "Remind me to get you another before you leave," she whispered, resting her head on my chest. "You work every Saturday?" "Ten am until six pm, every Saturday." A bit later we got up and got dressed. As I was buttoning up my shirt she hurried out of the door and returned with another coupon saying, "Not that you really need it, but it will be a reminder for you." "I'll have to check my schedule at home." "You married?" I nodded. "Hey, next time bring your wife along, she can join us if she likes or..." "Scott?" "No, not Scott, he'll be all over you and I don't feel like sharing, but we could bring in Dave." "Dave?" "Yeah, he works part-time, but the ladies sure take to him." "Well I'll see you later," I said, heading out into the shop. "Don't forget your coupon," she reminded me. "No, that's a coupon I will never forget." Coupon Ch. 03 With the weather turning chilly I pulled a jacket out of his closet, a jacket I hadn't worn in some time. Slipping my hand into one of the pockets I found a small card which turned out to be a coupon of some sort. "Oh yes," I remembered the odd coupon I came across several months ago. That one was light blue in color with a B and J printed in large print in the middle of the card. While the original card had an expiration date of November 15, 2007, this new coupon didn't expire until mid February 2008. Thinking back I remembered the JB Boutique & Fetish Shop and especially Clara, the heavily pierced pink haired woman who treated me so magnificently when I was in the shop back then. I also remembered the faux dungeon they had there. Although there was still some time left on the coupon, I decided to stop by and see what was happening. Thinking I might want to come back sometime with my wife to look into their BDSM seminars, I figured I better check it out for myself first. I had read "Different Loving" and some fiction like "The Story of O" and "Topping from Below," and was intrigued with the thought of dominance and submission as well as some bondage and discipline. I thought I might stop by the shop, talk some with Clara and see what their dungeon sessions might have to offer. Pulling on my jacket and bringing the coupon with me, I headed out to my car and drove to the small shopping center where the JB Boutique & Fetish Shop was located. Walking in I saw a young woman with some wild black hair bent over behind the counter. I stepped up and asked, "Is Clara in today?" The young woman stood up and said, "Who is... Ted, hey how are you?" "Clara?" I asked, then seeing her face and spotting all the piercings I continued, "Yes, of course it's you. Your pink hair, it's gone." "Yeah, I change it every few months. I'm thinking of a lime green for this spring, what do you think?" "Green is good for spring," I replied, trying to figure out what she might look like with day glow green hair. "Well, you looking for anything special?" "Last time I was in here you mentioned some of your BDSM demonstrations and mentioned I should bring my wife. Well, I thought about that, but figured I better try it out some myself to see if that is such a good idea." "Okay, well if I can get Dave up here to cover the desk, I think I can get you set up." Reaching into my jacked pocket, I pulled out my coupon and said, "I have a coupon if it is any good." "Of course it's good. Hey Dave, I got a coupon here," she hollered. He quickly headed up to the counter while Clara took my hand and let me back to their dungeon. "Normally he's really slow, but management has emphasized the coupon recently and that has us hopping." We stepped through a wooden door as Clara seemed to go into teach mode, "Now first thing is a safe word, we don't do anything here without one." "What's a safe word?" "If whatever is happening gets too intense for you, then you simply say the safe word and everything stops. All this is consensual, but sometimes in here when someone says "Stop" it really means, "Go" and sometimes "No" means "Yes." This clears up any confusion, you pick an odd word or combination and if you say it, we stop. Pick something that has absolutely nothing to do with what we are doing." "Something like popsicle?" "Popsicle is great, you want that safe word?" she asked. "Thinking about it, it's not very poetic, but hey popsicle is good." "Okay. Now Ted, what are you interested in." "Well, the bondage and discipline I think." "In discipline, do you mean pain?" "Yes." "And what about sex?" "Well of course," I replied. "Sometimes they just want a spanking, or some CBT and aren't really interested in having sex to orgasm at all. Of course sometimes the other will get them off." "CBT?" "Cock and ball torture," she said, noticing me squirm a bit. "We'll table the CBT until later. Now you need to get undressed and I need to get changed," she said, slipping into a changing room. When she returned she had on an outfit that looked like just leather straps running up around her breasts, and looping down the back to a thong like bottom. The strap outfit had clips which fastened to black stockings and she had on some high heeled boots that came up to her knees. She was holding something that looked like a handle with ten or so leather strips attached. Her demeanor seemed to change as she strutted up to me, harshly grabbed one hand and put on a leather wrist band. She then grabbed my other hand and did the same. When finished she pulled me over to a bar hanging from the ceiling attaching my wrist bands to chains hanging off each end. Kneeling, she wrapped a band around each of my ankles and then stood up. She then poked at my cock with the handle of the whip like thing she was holding, running it up and down my shaft as it quickly came fully erect. She then leaned against me, her breasts pushing against my naked chest. Slowly licking and sucking on my nipples she continued teasing me, kissing down my stomach and through my pubic hair, but moving away just before reaching my cock. She continued this as I began to really get worked up needing her to suck or just to touch my cock, to do something. My hips pushed forward and I strained against the chains as she moved just inches out of my reach. Moaning I pleaded, "Suck it please, suck it." Looking sternly at me she moved around behind me as she replied, "You don't tell me what to do, I tell you, you get it?" With that she snapped the leather straps on my ass. Recoiling from the stinging pain, I cried out, "Yes, yes I get it." Snap! She hit me again, "You get what?" Snap, snap. The chains jingled as I recoiled from her blow. I could feel sweat running down from my armpits as I answered, "You tell me what to do." Snap! "That's right." She then walked back in front of me and licked the sweat from my chest, sucking on my nipple and just barely touching my cock with her hand. "Yes," I said, thinking she was ready to begin sucking my cock. But she stepped back and moved around me, hitting me with the straps again and again. The stinging was intense, but all the while I noticed my cock remained hard, harder than I ever remember seeing it. Snap! She hit me again. This continued for some time and with sweat covering my body and my arms aching from being held up and jerked around as she hit me I was about to cry out my safe word when suddenly she slipped over in front of me, took my cock in her mouth and began sucking. It didn't take long for me after all the teasing and in just a few moments I arched my back and came spurting my cum into her mouth. Holding my cock in her mouth, she swallowed the cum and then gently stroked my cock working the last few drops into her mouth. She then pulled away and immediately released my hands and feet. "That was incredible, it was like everything you did heightened my senses. When you took me in your mouth I... I can't describe it, it was just so good." Smiling, she said, "You see, in the end the pain and the pleasure kind of work off of each other, heightening the experience." "What was that thing you were hitting me with," I asked, looking in a mirror at how red my ass looked. "Oh this, this is my cat, a cat-o-nine tails," she explained. "It's light, comfortable and, I guess as you can see, is very effective." I went over to my clothes, gently pulled my underwear over my red ass, and then finished getting dressed. "What does one of those cat things cost?" "I tell you what, let me show you a few different ones that we have. Come on out into the showroom, "she said holding the door open for me. I followed her over to a glass case that was full of whips, crops and other odd devices. "You take credit cards?" "We sure do," she replied, holding one of the whips out to me. Taking hold of the handle I was surprised at how good it felt in my hand.