An Interesting Night

The night is clammy….I’m finding it extremely difficult to get comfortable. All of the windows are open but there isn’t even the hint of a breeze. Perspiration is trickling down both sides of my face like two small rivulets, merging at my throat and continuing down between my breasts. I’ve already stripped off my T-shirt and I now reach behind and unfasten my bra. My breasts tumble out of their restraints and for a few moments I sit there just enjoying the feeling of freedom.

I look at the clock…it’s just after 10pm….at least another hour before you get here… Little point in having a shower just yet. I wander into the bathroom, turn on the tap and splash cold water on my face. It’s so refreshing and cool. I look around the bathroom, noticing your toothbrush….your bodywash…just little things, I know, but they remind me of you and it’s only when I glimpse myself in the mirror that I realize that I’m smiling to myself…

I go through to the bedroom and take the cat o’ nine tails from the wall. Its handle is in the shape of a large, thick, black cock. I caress it for a while, thinking of your imminent arrival, thinking of what you have in store for me. Within minutes I’m aware of a growing dampness in my crotch. My nipples are stiffening. Laying back on the bed I bend my knees, letting them fall apart and start to insert the handle of the whip… It’s far too warm for this, I tell myself…but I’m too horny now to stop. Soon I’m plunging the handle in and out of my cunt, thinking all the time of you.

Suddenly I’m jolted back to reality by the ringing of the bedside phone. It’s you, of course, considerate as ever, calling to let me know that you’ll soon be here. You ask if I’ve done as you told me to in your email. I tell you that by the time you arrive I shall be ready.

Into the bathroom again….I quickly remove my skirt whilst running the shower. I test the temperature before stepping in…a lot cooler than usual in view of the humidity of the night!! I pick up my razor and begin to shave my armpits and legs before moving on to my pubic area, being careful to ensure that it’s completely smooth for you. I shampoo my hair, pausing briefly to enjoy the aroma of coconut and then thoroughly wash my body with coconut shower crème. Satisfied that I’m perfectly clean and perspiration-free I step out of the stall and reach for a towel for my hair. I wrap it turban-like around my head and continue to towel my body dry. Then I clean my teeth diligently. Some baby lotion and a quick burst of anti-perspirant complete the job and I pull on my robe.

My timing is good. I’ve no sooner poured us both a long, cool Bacardi and Coke on ice when I hear your key in the door. You call out “Hello” and I smile and return your greeting. As you come though to the lounge you toss your overnight bag onto the sofa and come over to me. I reach up and put my arms around your neck, pulling you towards me. It’s been 12 whole days since I saw you last…I’m ravenous for you. Your mouth envelops mine, our tongues entwining, as we kiss long and hard.

You collapse onto the sofa then…it’s been a long drive…and a long, hard week, work-wise. I listen as you tell me about your day, watching you relax a little more with each passing minute. I pour us another drink…the first went down a little TOO well!! We continue to converse, catching up with each other’s lives since we were last together, until you announce that you’re going for a shower.

That’s my cue. I watch as you go through to the bathroom, then get up from the sofa and go into the bedroom.

I take a blindfold from one of the hooks on the wall and my leather collar from another and put them down on the bed next to the cat o’ nine tails. I then remove my robe. Feeling rather foolish, as we’ve never done this before, I sit on the end of the bed, naked as you instructed in your email, and put the collar and blindfold on. My hand gropes around until I find the handle of the whip. It is only then that I realize that I haven’t washed it after my earlier “session” and fervently hope you won’t notice its stickiness… I sit there, palms upturned on my thighs, the whip laying across them and wait…..

I can hear the water still running, hear the pump as it works to get rid of the soapy suds from your body. Soon that stops and the sound of the tap being turned on tells me you’re cleaning your teeth and will soon be with me.

Now I can hear nothing. I don’t know where you are. It’s only when you squeeze my nipple that I even know you’re in the room. I know I may not speak unless spoken to so I merely sit there, trembling slightly. You take a handful of my hair and use it to manoeuvre my head into the position you desire. I feel the head of your cock pushing against my lips and eagerly open my mouth to accommodate your throbbing weapon. It’s so hard… You begin to fuck my face. I so want to reach up and fondle your balls but dare not do so unless you tell me to. So I sit there, virtually motionless…your slut, to be used as you see fit.

Suddenly you withdraw from my mouth and I feel the cat being lifted from my still upturned palms. You order me to stand. I do so. You then tell me to turn around. Again I comply. Your next order is for me to kneel on the floor and lay my upper body on the bed. I obey. I hear the swish of the cat milliseconds before it connects with my arse, bringing tears to my eyes. You keep whipping me for about a minute, each stroke seems harder than the last.

For the first time since your shower you talk to me instead of merely issuing orders, to ask if I’m okay. I tell you that I am. I hear you move away from me and strain to discern what you’re doing. The sudden application of a cold lubricant to my arse tells me!! We’ve never had anal before and I’m glad that some foresight on my part made me perform an enema on myself earlier this evening! I feel your hard cock push against my tight ring. I’ve not had a lot of experience in this department and still find it difficult to relax. You begin to massage my shoulders and neck in that expert way you have, all the time pushing your rigid cock against me. Soon I feel myself let go a little and without warning you invade me. I cry out and you withdraw. Just as I’m thinking how considerate you are you tell me you’re going to have to gag me. The ball gags, whilst great for preventing one from speaking, are pretty ineffective when it comes to actual noise control. You use instead the bondage tape. With this in place you return to the task in hand, this time handcuffing each wrist to the knobs on the corners of the bed’s baseboard first. You waste no time now…..brute force and you’re in. You begin pumping away deep in my arse, and soon I find myself forgetting the initial pain and responding, moving my hips to meet your thrusts. This seems to excite you as you start to call out to me, telling me what a filthy slut I am, what a whore I am….. I nod in agreement. Suddenly, as you start to slap my buttocks hard, I’m aware of your hot spunk filling me. I’m surprised at how disappointed I feel as you withdraw…

You undo the cuffs and gently massage my wrists, at the same time removing my gag. You ask if I enjoyed. I smile and nod, thanking you. I wait for you to remove my blindfold, but you don’t. Soon I realize why…..a ring-gag is being inserted into my mouth and secured behind my head. Then I feel you clip something onto my collar…..I can only assume it’s my leash. You instruct me to stand…I do so. I then feel you tug on the leash and I follow. You take me through to the bathroom and I hear the sound of the toilet seat and lid being put down. I obey your instruction to sit on it. Moments later I feel the hot gush of urine fill my mouth. I can’t prevent it, can’t get rid of it……so I close my throat against it. You merely laugh and pinch my nostrils together whilst pulli
ng my head back by the hair. If I want to breathe, I’
m going to have to swallow it. I gulp for air and feel your piss pour into my throat…. You keep going…I think you’ve been saving it all day!! What I don’t swallow pours out of my mouth and over my tits, cascading down my body and onto the floor….

Eventually the stream of urine slows and dies, and you release your grip on my hair. You remove my blindfold and gag, reach across and turn on the shower and pull me into it with you. Neither of us speaks. I put my arms around your neck and pull your mouth towards mine. I think this could be quite an interesting night……