He put on a wireless microphone, and dragging her behind him, he went to the center of the stage.
"Good evening! I hope you will enjoy my demonstration. Please keep your questions up until the end" he said. "I'll start by showing you how to use shibari bondage. But first, let me get my pet ready."
He grabbed Emily by her wrists and moved her closer to him. He held out a hand to one of his assistants, and without a word, she gave him a leather cuff that he attached to Emily's right wrist. He repeated the process with the left one and then lifted her wrists, shoulder high, and attached the cuffs to chains that hung from the ceiling and there she was, standing, with her arms opened, as if she was on a cross.
He kneeled near her ankles and spreading her legs about 2 feet, he cuffed them to the floor.
A quiver rushed her whole body as she realized she was restrained, and the butterflies in her stomach seemed to have gone mad.
He got up, and grabbed her chin, looking deep into her eyes. Whatever he saw there must have pleased him, because he smiled and just went on.
His hands reached her corset's brooches, and slowly opened it, releasing her big, beautiful breasts from their imprisonment. He gave the corset to one of the assistants, and before he continued, he grabbed her breasts by their base, as if he was weighing them and then he kneaded them softly, playing with the hard tips.
"Such lovely tits you have there, pet!" he whispered to her ears only, and she blushed even more.
He let the breasts down, and went to her skirt and took it off as well, along with the garter that held her stockings, leaving her almost naked, only wearing her tiny black panties, and her stockings.
He ran his hands down her side, to her hips and thighs, feeling her soft skin, and with a rough aspiration, he stepped aside, so the public could see her, and stood behind her. He grabbed her long hair, and by his moves she could tell he was braiding it.
"Now, let's start!" he said. "Please take note, that you should use a soft rope on your sub, especially if it's the first time you will be doing this." the assistant gave him a long white rope, thinner than her little finger. He folded the rope in half and started to tie her.
The rope went around her neck, down her chest, between her legs, across her chest, around her breasts, in so many smoothed and fast moves that she couldn't follow them all. All the while, he had been giving explanations of how to do it, the better way to tie it, how to put that extremely disturbing knot, just over her clit, how to secure the knots, but her brain could only focus in the messages her senses were sending. This was too much; her skin seemed to be made of millions of little sensors, capturing even the slightest touch of his hands and fingers, of the rope, and she was so aroused that she already had her panties soaked.
When he finished, again he exposed her completely to the audience, but she was so focused on him, that she couldn’t even notice their eyes or hear their comments.
"Now, these big nipples seem to be crying out for something more. Don’t you agree with me?" his voice penetrated to her brain, and she raised her head, alert.
One of the assistants gave him something she couldn’t quite see, and he showed it to the audience.
"Whenever you decide to use nipples clamps on your subs for the first time, you should use some adjustable ones, so you can measure just how much you can tighten them."
Emily started to panic. Nipple clamps? That had to hurt. Too much!
He turned around to face her, and saw her fear clearly.
"Breathe slow, pet! Remember you can use your safe word if it's too much for you," he whispered to her, "But I'm sure you can handle this."
The reassuring smile in his face melted away her fears, and she nodded her head.
He stepped aside, so the audience could see what he was doing, and he started to play with her nipples, pinching them, rolling them between his fingers, pulling them out. When he had them really hard, his fingers proceeded to attach the clamp. She held her breath, scared.
"Breathe, pet!" he whispered the order, having her responding immediately.
It didn't feel so bad at first, but then he started to adjust it a bit more, and a shot of pain ran through her, straight to her clit. A moan of disbelief escaped her pressed lips. God, she couldn't believe this could feel so intense.
He repeated the process in her other nipple, and the knowledge of what was going to happen, only made it even more intense. Her legs tried to close, fighting the restraints, to appease the craving need she was feeling now.
"There, it wasn't that bad, ah?" he whispered to her, smiling. "I even think you liked it, didn’t you, pet?" her cheeks became even redder, and she lowered her eyes, embarrassed. His hand took her by her chin and raised her face to him. "Look at me and answer, pet!" he ordered.
Her eyes slowly came up to meet his.
"Yes, sir!" she admitted.
His other hand ran down her belly down between her legs, and his fingers felt her wetness.
"Oh, pet, I really think you loved it!" he said smiling and looking so damn pleased.
He turned to the audience and talked again.
"This position and the bondage can make your subs, really sensitive and opened to so much more. I'll show you now, how to use a flogger to heighten those feelings. Some subs can be led to orgasm, just with this," he said, as he grabbed a flogger made of soft red suede strips, handed to him by the assistant. "Today, this is not meant to cause pain, just to enhance the feelings and arousal."
He turned to look at her, to check on her. "Are you ok with this?" he whispered.
"It won't hurt?" she asked, just a little bit scared.
"I assure you it won't."
"Ok, then!"
He swung the flogger in the air the first time, and then the next blow was across her right side. The feeling of the multiple strings hitting her body was simply unbelievable. The moans of pleasure were now, more difficult to hide. The blows covered her whole body, and when they reached her clamped nipples, her groans were heard all over the place. She threw her head back, lost in the swirl of feelings rushing through her body.
And then a single blow, aimed to her already throbbing clit, catapulted her over the edge, and she came so hard, her legs gave away, and she fell into Damian's opened arms.
"I hope you have all enjoyed!" he said to the audience, finishing the demonstration, as the assistants unbuckled her cuffs from the chains. Once she was free, he picked her up, in his arms, and took her to a couch nearby. He sat with her in his lap, all curled up against him, her head in his chest, still gasping. He cuddled her, caressing her head, and arms.
She slowly came to herself, realizing she was in his lap, and feeling a hard erection just beneath her buttocks, only separated from her by the leather of his pants.
"So, pet, did you enjoy?" he asked, looking down at her. She nodded, without looking at him. "Eyes on mine, pet, and answer the question!"
Her eyes obeyed fast, out of instinct.
"Yes, sir!"
"Good! Would you like to continue in a more private place?" he asked, his eyes making very clear what he meant with the request.
Emily struggled to think clearly. She hadn’t expected to have sex tonight; she had never thought she would find someone as incredible as the man holding her in his arms.
She was certain that if she said no, he would let her go, and respect her wishes, but the problem was she didn’t want to say no. She wanted more. Oh, so much more.
"Yes, sir!" she answered, her eyes firm on his, so he could see she was decided.
"Brave little pet!" he said, smiling. He got up, with her still in his arms and carried her across the room towards the stairs that led to the private rooms, on the upper floor.
He took her to a room at the end of the hall. It had a huge bed in the center of the room and not much more furniture.
He laid her on the bed gently, and went back to close the door.
She was looking at him bewildered. Why had this amazing man chosen her?
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He came back to the bed, taking off his leather vest. He lay in bed next to her, and smiling, he took her hands to the headboard where he buckled her wrist cuffs to it. He moved down and did the same to the ones in her ankles.
"You can still use your safe word, pet!" he said, as he noticed the slight tension on her body. "Now, this will hurt a bit, but it's time to take them off," he said as he reached her nipple clamps. "I want you to breathe through the pain, can you do that?" he asked her, as he took off one of the clamps. The pang of pain was so hard it made her cry; he, immediately, caressed her tortured nipple, first with his hands, and then with his warm mouth, appeasing the pain. He did the same to the other one, and then he kissed away the tears from her cheeks. "Are you ok, pet?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Good! I think we can leave the ropes a while longer. Do they bother you?"
She looked down to the ropes that still were tied around her body, and again a rush of pleasure ran through her. She smiled.
"No, I like them, sir." she answered, looking at him.
"Yes, you do!" he confirmed, with a small laugh. "How much do you care for your panties, pet? Because they are in my way."
She laughed and shook her head, giving him permission to shred them.
With one strong pull, he tore the dripping panties off of her body taking them to his nose, to inhale her very essence.
"Hell, you smell so good, pet!" he said, his voice, huskier than ever. He rapidly took off his pants, releasing a huge, throbbing cock that he wrapped in a condom. He rolled over her and kissed her hard, deep in her mouth, his tongue entering and assailing all in its path, as his hands played with her breasts, caressing them, giving them small squeezes. His mouth abandoned hers and marked a fire trail of kisses and licks, from her chin, through her neck, her shoulders, her breasts and down to her pulsing mound. He pulled the rope aside making the disturbing knot scrape her engorged clit.
"Ohhhh… god!" she groaned, her head moving side to side on the pillow.
He laughed and went down on her, kissing her clit, licking it and taking it between his teeth. Her pussy lips clenched hard and her moans became louder.
"You are not allowed to come again, pet!" he barked at her, stopping everything, looking at her, dead serious.
"What…? No…" she sputtered, panting hard, need raging through her veins.
"You will only cum when I tell you to. Do you hear me?" he commanded her, ice again covering every word. She felt a chill run down her spine.
"Yes, sir!"
"Good!" he resumed his actions and she forced herself to control her reactions. She started to recite the multiplication tables in her mind, but his caresses were gaining terrain again. She almost went over the edge when he introduced a finger deep in her pussy.
"Ohhhh… that’s not fair…" she muttered, desperate.
A stinging blow in her inner thigh quieted her down, and he pushed in another finger, curling them inside her, reaching that special spot, just behind her clit, and pressing hard.
Waves of raging pleasure ran through her, and she just ran with them, unable to hold back.
"Oh, you are a disobedient pet, aren't you?" he said, trying to keep an angry expression on his face, but he was too pleased with her.
"Oh, god! I'm…sorry…" she stammered, her face red, her breathing fast and harsh.
"We'll deal with that later! Now, it's time for me to bury myself in that sweet pussy of yours." He said as he shoved a pillow under her hips, raising them to give him more access to her and then casting aside the rope. On his knees, he teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, smearing it with her juices, and then with one single thrust, he buried himself deep in her, slapping his balls against her.
With a deep grunt of pleasure he started to pound her, faster and deeper each time, feeling her walls squeezing his thick cock, again, ready to come with him.
He didn’t last much; he had been hard for her ever since he had laid eyes on her, so it only took a couple of thrusts more and he exploded inside her dragging her once more over the edge. Her cries of pleasure only increased his pleasure.
After the waves washed out, he slipped out of her, got rid of the condom, and took off all her restraints, this time, taking off the ropes. She was practically passed out, a ragdoll in his hands. When he was done, he laid down on the bed next to her, pulling her close to him, between his arms, her head against his chest, and her buttocks curled up to his hips. She was deep asleep, so he smiled and closed his eyes.
Emily moaned low. God, what a night!
"Hello, sleeping beauty!" a deep, husky voice, sounded in her ears, and she turned around to meet his mocking eyes.
Chapter 2
Emily tried to roll away from the man lying next to her, but the hands holding her still constrained more, not willing to let her go.
“Sleep well?” he asked, his husky voice whispering in her ear.
A shiver went down her spine, as she turned to face him.
“Oh…yes!” she looked around and saw the morning light filling the room. “What’s the time? God! My friends… they must be so worried…” she sputtered, trying to get up but being pinned down by his strong hands.
“Easy, pet! I went downstairs after you fell asleep last night and Mark introduced them to me. I explained the situation and they left,” he said.
Raging waves of red stained her face as she covered it.
“They must think I lost my mind!” she whispered, almost to herself. “I have never done such a thing before!” she stated, astonished with herself.
“I’m glad to hear that!” he said, teasingly, dragging her close to him again.
She tried to resist, but failed miserably.
“I should be going! The club… I’m sure it’s way past closing time…” she stammered.
He pressed his hips against her buttocks, letting her feel the full extension of his erection.
“I’m a friend of the owner. We don’t have to worry about that!” he said nibbling her ear lobe, his hands caging her firm breasts. “I’m sure we have time for a little fun, don’t you think so?” he suggested. "Besides, I believe we have a score to settle." He added.
"A score? What do you mean?" she asked, bewildered.
"I recall a small pet coming without permission. Do you recall it?" he answered, in an amused tone.
"Oh… that score… can't you blame the fact that I am a rookie?" she replied, flapping her eye lashes exaggeratedly, trying to avoid any possible punishment.
"I don’t think so, after all I did warn you." He answered with a crooked smile.
So he sat down on the bed, his back leaned on the headboard, and pushed her over his legs, face down.
"Wait! What are you doing?" she asked struggling to get out of that position, but he held both her hands in his left one, pinning her legs down with one of his, immobilizing her.
"Administrating your punishment, of course,” he said with a broad smile. And his hard hand landed on her naked buttocks, making her whole body jolt.
"Oh god!" she moaned as pain and pleasure mixed inside her.
"This is what happens to the disobedient pets. They get punished." He clarified, and she could hear perfectly the hint of amusement in his voice.
His hand smacked her buttocks a few more times, each one stronger than the previous. Between smacks, he caressed her skin, appeasing the pain and he also slid his fingers through her slit, teasing her soaked pussy.
She was gasping for air, her face burning, but feeling more aroused than she ever had in her whole life.
He let her go, and she buried her face on the mattress, not sure of how to feel or how to act.
He gave her a few moments of peace before he dragged her closer to him. She could feel the bulge of his erection pressed against her, then his hands in her breasts and his breath in her neck, were stoking the fire that had burned in her last night and all coherent thoughts seemed to leave her and all she could do was moan.
“Hav
ing put that behind us, it's time for some fun!” he said as one of his hands moved to take grip of her neck, tilting her head back, giving him full access to her mouth for him to assail it in a deep, voracious kiss that left her gasping for air and lost in a swirl of pleasure.
He released her for a few seconds to protect himself and then he placed her leg over his hip, exposing her throbbing mound. He adjusted his position and all of a sudden she could feel the tip of his head groping her entrance.
Before she could even think, he had wedged himself into her depths, drawing all the air out of her lungs. One of his hands was still clasped around her neck, and the other one holding her leg still, as he pounded hard and deep in her.
Her hands flew over her head to grab his shoulders, lost again in the vortex of the incredible feelings he awakened in her.
He increased his pace making her fly with him over the edge and exploding into a fantastic orgasm. He grunted deep, his mouth pressed against the spot where neck and shoulder unite.
“You are amazing, pet!” he said, his breathing still labored.
She smiled; pleased in ways she couldn’t really understand.
He deposited a small bite in her shoulder and got up, to dispose of the condom.
She wanted to snuggle back under the blankets, but she should get up and go home. She had a lot to process and her friends would certainly be waiting for her, with the inquisition ready.
She rushed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Five minutes later she was leaving the bathroom, dressed with her clothes she had found on her way in.
“That was fast!” he said, an ironic smile dancing in his lips as he buckled his pants.
She blushed, and avoiding his eyes, she stumbled towards the door.
“I’d better get going…”
He held her by her wrist.
“Wait! I want to see you again!” he said pulling her closer. “I think this thing between us is worth being explored.” he said, his tone dead serious.
She looked at him, confusion dancing in her eyes.
“I don’t know… if that’s a good idea.” she stammered. “God!” she burst, with a nervous giggle. “I don’t even know you!” she brushed her hand over her eyes, trying to get a grip of herself.
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