Valentina dark face blushed with the compliment.
“Well. He will be for neither.”
“From what you tell me I deduce that Esteban is in a deep crisis of self-esteem. Do you have any idea of what can be causing it?”
“I know for sure, listen …”
Valentina told her friend all her actions from the moment she found the lawyer business card to the guard she had been standing in front of the house in Palermo Soho, and showed Leah the photos taken to the lawyer and Esteban leaving it. In an enlargement of the boy’s face the effects of the punishment could be clearly seen, although the picture was a little blurry.
“He also walked hesitantly, as if he were in pain.”
“Show me again the picture of the woman.”
After carefully analyzing it Leah said.
“Have you noticed the black leather suit and the metal chains she is wearing?”
“Yes, a ridiculous and horrible attire which however must have cost her a fortune.”
“That’s not all.” Said Leah and then made silence, as if she would not know how to proceed.
“What do you mean? Speak up!”
Leah made a thoughtful silence as she searched for the right words, which indicated her professional training. Then she shook his head, as who decides to say everything at once and without circumlocutions.
“Your beloved Esteban has fallen into the claws of a person or group of sadomasochistic tendencies. He surely has his body full of bruises and wounds, hence his difficulty in walking. As for the woman in those photos she is disguised as a dominatrix or something like that.”
“Dominatrix. What is that?”
“ They are women who embrace the dominant role of queens and sovereign in BDSM rituals.”
“BDSM? And what is that?”
“Bondage, Dominance and Submission, Sadomasochism; a interpersonal dynamic generally with a sadomasochistic base. The dominatrixes impose their will on their victims, whom they consider their slaves and make them all kinds of degrading things. Listen Valentina, the low self-esteem you find in Esteban must be originated in the consciousness of his role in that relationship.”
“Awful! Poor Esteban. What can I do to tear him off that relation?”
“What can Luz do? Or you?”
“Luz is already looking for other horizons, anyway she does not have the mettle to deal with an issue like this. If she knew what Esteban got into she would surely try to get as far away from him as possible.”
“Which leaves you free way to rescue him? Is it not true?” Leah had placed her hand on Valentina´s forearm, who nodded with a pout.
“ Listen out. I cannot tell you what you should do to rescue him, which by the way may be possible or not. But there’s something you should consider if you’re going to take on the task.”
“What is it?”
“BDSM depends not only on the domineering personality of the dominatrix, but also on some pre-existing bias in the dominated.”
“You mean he accepts his role?”
“Not just he accepts it but wishes to be in that position. This means that once he has tried that role he will be looking for it, even though the current dominatrix disappears from the scene.”
“And then what I can do?”
“Occupy her place.”
Chapter 11
Tatiana was delighted to receive her visit and showed it openly. Lucrecia knew that in addition to the social aspect of the almost familiar reunion with her favorite disciple, the Russian had been enjoying in advance the satisfaction of her immense sexual appetite. Although her guide and teacher did not entirely rule out sex with men, she frankly preferred relations with women, and had several young girls under her tutelage, whom she would gradually initiate to avoid reactions that might precipitate the flight of the girls.
After the introductory talk of general type Madame Tatiana asked directly.
“How did it go with your new slave, Sebastian or something?”
“Esteban. Well, I think too well for my own good.”
“Explain yourself! Nothing is ever too well. The pleasure never becomes too much, it may just be enough.”
Lucrecia began to narrate her last experience with Esteban while the Russian lady insistently demanded clarification of the details; no doubt she was savoring the episode lived by her disciple.
“Believe me that I envy you. And tell me, what did it feel to cut him? ¿Did he bleed a lot?”
“I’d say it was one of the highlights of the meeting; I’ve left his skin full of wounds.”
“You’ve got to make sure they do not get infected. Attention! I have always taught you that protecting your slaves is your first responsibility…Now go on, did you look at the wounds you’ve done afterwards?”
“No. I´m planning to watch them tomorrow; the truth is that I can hardly wait to see him. Do you think I can make new ones?”
“Not too close to the previous ones. In addition you want to see the scars scattered throughout his body. And then you peed in his mouth?”
“Yes, it’s the first time I am tempted to do so.”
“No doubt that this boy is something special for you. You must make sure not to lose him, especially at your age. And you tell me that you have allowed him to penetrate and ejaculate inside you? I thought that you never admitted that.”
“I usually do not allow it, but this time I felt the need to do so.”
“Did you take any precautions?”
“No.”
“And are you planning to also allow it in the future?”
“Every time.”
“Do you realize that at your age you can still get pregnant?”
“It does not worry me.”
“ It does not you worry or you are looking forward to get pregnant?”
“I do not know.”
“Well! You have to put in clear to yourself what your true intentions are.”
Once she considered she had terminated the interrogation Madame Tatiana got up and showed the bench to her pupil.
“Everything you’ve told me has excited me. Now you must placate my horniness.”
As soon as he pressed the street bell Lucrecia answered and opened immediately, unlike the previous times when she lingered a while. Esteban could not help thinking that the lady was eagerly waiting for his call, and even thought he had noticed a hint of anxiety in her voice.
The same happened when he rang the studio bell. The woman was waiting with a strange transparent tulle dress that clearly evidenced that she had no underwear. Without answering his greeting she dragged the boy to the usual bench and as soon as she lifted the broad dress began to ride on his face. No doubt she was in a very high degree of excitement so the pace was frantic from the start.
The sequence of events followed the order of the previous time, only at a much higher speed. When it was the turn of the corporal punishments the blows were more numerous and the cuts with the knife deeper. At one point Esteban felt that the woman, who was sitting on his waist bent her torso and put her face on his back. When he turned around the man saw in her eyes the shine already known that had now become sinister.
“She’s licking my bleeding wounds.” He thought, but realized that it gave him pleasure rather than horror.
That was however only the beginning. Lucrecia made the man lie down on his back. Then she mounted his face but this time facing his feet. This position gave her full access to the young man´s breast.
The dame recommenced balancing her vulva on the boy’s face, first slowly, to savor every moment. Then she took the whip in her left hand and the small knife on the right and began to cause bruises and cuts initially with a slow cadence. When the first blood appeared in his hairy chest the woman returned to tilt her torso and lick the fluid. Then both the rhythms of the vaginal massage as the blows became more intense with her increasing excitement. Lucrecia felt her orgasm was close due to the action of the man’s tongue inside her and accelerated the punishment; as
time passed the speed of the damage became frantic; the hands of the woman were spinning like blades of a windmill beating, cutting, tearing the skin of her victim. Finally the climax arrived and the viscous fluid ran once again flooding the man´s mouth, nose, covering his eyes, rolling eventually in the man’s neck and hair. Lucrecia spasmodic movements ceased at last and she watched the scene before her eyes. The vision caused her an enormous additional erotic pleasure; Esteban’s chest was a bloody mass that was beginning to show bruising.
The woman could not suppress her desires anymore and as a sort of celebration urinated on his face.
Rising from the couch Lucrecia looked at the sodden face of the dependent; a smile coexisted in it with a wince.
“I have not punished you enough, this is just the beginning. I´ll call this routine “extreme submission” and we´ll repeat every time we meet. Today I fulfilled the wildest fantasies that a woman can hold on a man. I never thought I could hurt my partner in this way. Look at your state.”
Esteban had partially incorporated in great pain and watched his chest.
“What feelings have you as you see what I´ve done to you?” She asked.
“Pride.”
The answer caused an obvious pleasure to the lady, who for the first time unexpectedly kissed Esteban in the mouth, after which she wiped her mouth with the back of one hand to remove the remains of vaginal discharge, hair and urine.
“Well, now you will possess me, deeply and repeatedly.”
Upon completion of the normal intercourse the woman went back to the bathroom to clean herself. Before the boy left she told him.
“I´ll be waiting for you tomorrow at this time.”
As Esteban was not allowed to make questions or comments he simply dressed up and left. This time the wounds and bruises hurt more than before and the man wondered how long it would be bearable this escalation of physical violence mixed with sex.
As Esteban got out of the building he noticed that his cell phone was ringing. He opened the message box and found a new one.
“You need not endure what she is doing to you. I can give you what you need, whatever it is. “
The surprise produced by this message from an unknown number and arrived at such a moment was big. He moved slowly to his car and sat there. The contact of his injured back with the seat caused him an excruciating pain and he could not lean forward from the wounds in his chest either.
From the pub opposite the building where the studio was located Valentina closed her cell phone smiling satisfied by her timely action. Seeing the painful way Esteban moved she thought.
“I must act promptly before this woman makes him an invalid.”
Upon arriving home Esteban showered carefully, noticing that some wounds were still bleeding. He ate what little was available and was about to lying in bed to regain strength for the next day when he remembered the mysterious anonymous message. He opened his cell phone and searched; the number was not recorded in the memory of the mobile and he had no way of knowing who had sent him. He answered.
“Who are you and what can you give me?”
He left the phone on a small table and prepared to go to bed which meant finding a position in which none of the wounds on his back were in contact with the sheets. At that time the cell phone stated buzzing again. Painfully he sat up and read.
“I can give you EVERYTHING she gives you. About who I am: find me in your memories.”
The next day Esteban returned to the studio in Palermo Soho. However this time he had a preconceived plan. He allowed the oral sex session that the woman imposed, but when she asked him to lie down with his back up he took the dame in his hands, placed her on the mat, spread her legs and penetrated her with violence.
During that night they had sex three times. Esteban dressed silently leaving the exhausted and sore lady in bed. When he left he snapped.
“I’ve given you all that a man can give a woman and also what he should not give. That’s all you´ll get from me.”
“You think this is all, but I know you’ll come back to give me what I demand and even without me asking anything. Because what we have done is not just in my nature but also in yours.”
That night the young man parked the car in front of the door of Valentina and Luz house. Instead of ringing the bell he sat on the threshold noiselessly. After a while he heard a rubbing on the wood of the door and saw Valentina´s face in the ajar door.
“You want to come in?”
“Was it you who sent me that message?”
She did not answer but her sad smile confirmed Esteban´s suspicions.
“You are alone in the house, right?”
“Yes.”
“Where is Luz?”
“She moved out. She now lives with the owner of the restaurant where she works. A Spaniard.”
“Well, I would not want her to see me this way.” said the young man as he sat laboriously.
“Have you eaten something?”
“No.”
“Since when?
“Since yesterday at noon.”
“Come to the kitchen. Then I´ll see your wounds.”
Chapter 12
Lucrecia sat with her confidant and guide. She had already told Tatiana what had happened two days before in the studio.
“He´ll be back, I simply know it.”Said Lucrecia obviously hurt by the abandonment.
“How is it that you know?” Asked the Russian lady.
“He has to come back. He needs to receive what I give him.”
“You may be right, but you forget that there may be another woman who can give him the same.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because otherwise he would not have gone. He would not have dared to be deprived of what he needs, as you yourself have said.”
“What you say is heartbreaking.”
“Not necessarily. You always have me.”
“You have other … disciples.”
“For you I would leave them all. You know it well. You represent to me what this man represents to you. I would be grateful if I can recover you thanks to him.”
“There’s another issue that you should know.”
“What is it, dear?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“That is great news Lucrecia. His child?”
“Yes.”
“Will you let him know?”
“I think so, to make it more painful and force him to come back to me.”
“Good thinking, Lucrecia, well thought .”
Valentina made painful cures in his many wounds especially on the back.
“They’re badly healed, but fortunately not infected. How did she make them?”
“With some kind of whip.”
“According to my psychiatrist friend a whip is part of the gear these dominatrixes use in their absurd rituals.”
“And also with a knife.”
Valentina was taking mental note of all this information.
“With me you’ll have everything you want and need.” She unexpectedly said.
“I do not think you can equate this woman in her practices.”
“Why do you say that?”
“She has the wild instincts that are needed. You’re just a sweet girl.”
“You don´t really know me.” She said obscurely. Then went on.
“You’ll have whatever you want or need. I will not let you go back with that woman again. I am determined to keep you and do whatever it takes.”
Valentina had removed the robe she had put when she went to the door to let the boy in the house. It was only a transparent nightgown through which Esteban saw her blackened flesh as she moved. Overcoming the pain that caused him every movement the boy wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist and laid her on bed, he placed himself beside her and joined his thirsty lips with hers.
“You have beautiful lips.”
“Like all black women.”
“You have other beautiful parts, also like
all black women.”
“Such as?”Asked her mischievously.
As an answer the man lowered his right hand to her buttocks and began to fondle them
“Go more slowly.” Said Valentina playfully.“Otherwise you are going to irritate my skin.”
“When we finish your skin will be red.”
Esteban joined his lips to hers again. This time the kiss was prolonged and was becoming hotter as the seconds passed. Meanwhile his hands gently caressed the arms of the woman, then her neck, her shoulders. At that point Valentina took off her nightgown, revealing that she wore nothing under it. Esteban stared a moment the blackened and exquisite woman, her voluptuous forms but totally devoid of body fat.
“Oh! You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”
“Well, now you have nothing to imagine. Take me!”
Incitement enflamed the boy even more and he began to kiss her breasts, putting his face between them, then he sucked the nipples noticing they were stiff, went down the woman’s chest up to the navel, there he stopped to playfully put his tongue in the hole, kissed her belly, toured the Mount of Venus and then came to the genital area. By putting in contact the outer lips of her vulva and his mouth their fluids mixed. Valentina started stirring up and down with excitement. The boy brought his tongue into her vagina and eagerly rubbed its walls; the woman’s movements became convulsive. There was no doubt that both had longed for this union a long time and now their accumulated desires for each other were releasing. Esteban started rubbing her prominent clitoris with his lips and tongue. Valentina’s body moved up and down spasmodically; the man wanted to change positions looking for comfort but the woman´s right hand pressed his head on her sex.
With her head on the pillow Valentina watched his blond hair head and white skin back covered of wounds submerged in her dark flesh and her excitement knew no bounds; then it happened: the woman placed her nails on one of the wounds that had healed and scratched until it started bleeding again; then she repeated the act with another and another. Having her man licking her vulva while she renewed his injuries was a peak experience, beyond the wildest dreams she had ever conceived. The orgasm was frantic and a viscous ocean spilled over the man´s face and hair and introduced into his mouth. Valentina’s body still stirred for a few moments as the anticlimax arrived. Esteban raised his head and looked at her eyes. The man saw in them a glow that had never seen in the girl but that was familiar for him; this finding was reassuring.
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