“Is this real or is this fantasy?”, is all I could think to myself as I laid out upon the bed, my legs spread wide apart. I felt the iron shackle drawn to my left ankle, the tightness of the steel as it wrapped around my ankle like a cold embrace. I tugged several times upon it, to check its tightness and saw that the chain was tightly secured. I laid there with my eyes close, my hands laid out to my sides on the soft velvety blankets drawn across the four post bed. I was still deep into the clouds, soaring way high above even after being brought down by Sir’s wonderful hands. I could sense everything around me, every brisk brush of air from the vents high above as they blew down upon my naked flesh keeping my nipples puckered and tight. My pussy still sore and reddened from the intensity of the scene. The adrenaline continued to rush through my veins with every quiver of my heart. I was deep in space… flying… not wanting to come down..
“ohhhhhh fuck”, is all I could say as even the slightest movements sent tingles of electricity through my body, every nerve still alive within me with even the slightest of thrusts of my quaking hips nearly sent me into another erupting orgasm which were almost beyond my very control… All I could do was close my eyes and draw back into that blissful moment as if I was living it again deep within my mind..
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The double doors opened up and slowly the blindfolded pale white skinned girl was lead into the chamber. She was ushered towards the very center of the room for which had a raised platform. The room was illuminated with candles all aligned upon a shelf which ran around the walls of the circular chamber. There she was, the beautiful brown haired pale skinned submissive completely naked and exposed, her sight taken from her by the blindfold for which she had placed upon herself willingly, willingly submitting herself to the whims of the Men who stood over her now.
She could hear the double doors shut upon the far wall as the chamber was closed. It was then she would hear the whisper of what seemed like a thousand voices of Men who stood about looking towards the beautiful pale skinned girl. One by one they stepped forward, gloved hands came to brush over her body. There was one, then another and then another, as they examined her. Her hands were drawn upwards till her elbows were bent and pointed out from her, hands drawn to brush along the back of her neck away, so that she was even more proudly displayed. She could feel hands roaming over her pale white skin, touching every bit of her, fondling, stroking, caressing. A set of hands made their way down upon her back only to smack her ass. Those voices of mere whispers, not even audible for her to make out as they whispered towards her. The roaming hands all in pairs working over her body, not even being able to count one as she was left there to whimper and moan as they simply stroked her soft skin.
Then came the strike of the cane which was like the boom of the thunder clouds above as the cane was lifted upwards and then slammed down against the ground. The hands disappeared as all those who had gathered around the submissive stepped back and disappeared into the shadows. He then made his way over towards her, his black bellowing cloak swaying along his back with every step he took. He drew his hand up to grasp at her chin to lift her head upwards and spoke “beautiful”, he said while his thumb drawn outwards to brush over her cheek to caress her lightly.
“You will do”, he said as He had finished his close examination of the pale white submissive.
Once more the heavy cane was lifted and struck down against the ground signaling once more. Two hand maiders then entered from one of the side doors of the chamber coming up towards the displayed submissive. Each had taken her hands and drawn them outwards to her sides, wrapping her wrists with strong black leather cuffs which were buckled and licked with a small CLICK to each of the locks. The maidens then draw downwards to slowly draw leather cuffs about her ankles, securing them in place, once more locking the cuffs once they had been buckled tightly.
“Dismissed” the voice of the strange man dressed in black echoed about the chamber and quickly the two hand maidens had vanished from sight disappearing into the shadows and into the doorway of the circular anti chamber.
“I am going to hurt you, make you suffer only to bring you even deeper pleasure, do you comply?”, he spoke to her with a deep firm voice.
She shuddered there for a moment, blinking her eyes even if they were still rendered in shadows behind the blindfold. Her body shivered and she drew her red lips apart and whispered “Yes….”, she said.
He turned in his steps drawing his right booted foot to press down on a small lever on the floor and quickly a portion of the center of the chamber drew open and up rose a padded bench with small chains attached to the corners of the bed. He drew his hands to grasp the small rings on the collars of her wrists and pulled her forward bringing her to the bed.
“Would you Sit down and lay your body upon the padded bench?” he ask for which she nervously shook her head in acknowledgment and proceeded to crouch down lowering her buttocks to the padding of the bench and then drew outwards to lift her legs up and lay her back up against the cold bench. He stepped around her moving to slowly circle around looking down to her naked body which quivered and shuddered with nerves and fear. He brought his hand down to brush along her chin and whispers “Don’t fear me, I won’t hurt you… without you agreeing to it.. If you wish to be taken away and released, all you need to do is whisper ‘red'” She nodded to him and took in a deep breath filling her lungs and then releasing to lay flat against the bench. He then proceeded to lift her hands up above her, stretching and attaching the chins to the rings on her cuffs, thus chaining her arms above her. Her legs were slowly spread apart and chained to the corners of the bench so she was secured tightly and helplessly. She moaned and gasped out shaking her limbs to feel them tightly in place.
“Surrender to me your darkness dreams… let go of the fears of the lighted day…. ” he whispered to her as He caressed her face with his hand. She whimpered biting deep into her lower lip for which He drew down and placed a gentle kiss to her lips and rose upwards and whispered “no no, relax… breath… allow yourself to go free.. ” he told her and she simply nodded and focused on her breathing..
His hand was soft but powerful as it danced its way down along her body, brushing along the pale white skin like porcelain between his fingertips. He brought his right hand to brush across her breasts, grasping and caressing them, bringing his fingers to lightly pinch along her nipples to draw them to small peeks upon her breasts. His fingers then continued to wander downwards to brush along her pussy, slowly stroking along the haired lips to part them and gently find her clit to slowly tease and stroke to bring a wave of pleasure to wash over her.
“Do you trust me?”, he asked as He looked towards her blindfolded face and through the soft whimpers she tilted her head back and simply nodded once in response. He smiled down to her even if she could not see, reaching to lift up the first of the lit candles, a heavy black candle which had been left burning for nearly an hour. He brought the candle upwards and over to hover it just above her body. He knew well the feeling of the wax, having tested each candle on the underside of his arms when they were lit and prepared. He looked to her and gently tilted the candle letting a few dropplets of the black wax fall fromt he candle to drop over her pale white tits. She gasped outwards, her entire body whithering under the new sensations. She pulled and tugged and the chains holding her as her back arched, a deep moan escaping her lips followed by some tight whimpering.
He laid more wax upon her tits, small black droplets in contrast to her white skin painting her as He chose. His other hand slowly drew to grasp a another candle painted of red. He brought both candles and danced his way down along the submissive’s tummy, letting small drops of the wax fall down upon her tummy and abdomen drawing the candles closer and closer, knowing the pain would intensify. He drew one candle away while holding the other. He brought his hand to brush over her body draped with small drops of wax which lay across her skin like droplets of rain. His fingers flicked to push a few of them off her body as He worked his way down towards her pussy to find her clit once more between the lips and rub back and forth. He then slowly drew the candle downwards and allowed a small drop of wax to fall directly to her clit to watch how she would react to the touch.
He allowed a slow pause to the moment come as she surrendered herself to the mixture of sensations which came over her, each drop of wax bringing another sensation of pain. He watched as each drop fell, as each bit of wax hit her skin and smiled in enjoyment to what it was doing to her. For every bit of pain there would be pleasure and he gripped hold of the Hitachi vibrator which had been covered in a condom for protection and brought it to brush over her pussy, stroking it round in a swirl of circles till she had surrendered to a wave of pleasure to mix with that of the pain for which she felt. Once the moment had past, the chains were released and she was carried in his arms back to her chamber.
She was left to rest upon the bed, her ankle grasped by the shackle which was set in place to secure her to her bed chambers. He laid with her just for a brief moment, petting her with his hand, letting her head brush to his chest so she could feel his heartbeat and allowed her to drift off to sleep safe within his arms, the moment past and now a vivid memory within her dreams…
[ to be continued in part 3 ]