My married man, Tim, arrived home plate at 10pm Friday night. He was tired after driving for 4 hour but sword lily to see me after being gone for two weeks. I was well-chosen to see him also ; and, had told King James that I was not useable for the weekend. We had a drink and did some coke while we just talked about the job he was working on. I though it skilful to not say anything about Mr. X or Mario and leash. The marks on my body needed no de * * * * * * * * * * * ion. To my surprise, he seemed a slight remote and did n't comment about them or about what I might throw done. We had a nice dinner at home on Saturday and a sex filled eventide. I showed him my G-spot simulator and he enjoyed the more intense orgasm I had when we used it. We slept in Dominicus morning time and had a skillful brunch before he had to will for the shoemaker's last two-weeks of his job assignment.

I continued using my Ben-wa clump and graduated to wearing the next orotund butt-plug. I phoned St. James the Apostle Tues evening to state him I was available for that weekend. Saint James said it was prison term for me to chit-chat Mr. BDSM. I tried to talk my way out of that until St. James the Apostle explained to me than his deal to render Tim with snow required me to spend the weekend with Mr. BDSM. I could n't believe my ears or that Tim would harmonize to such a thing. At the Same meter, I knew that to James, a deal was a wad and there was no backing out. He said that Mr. BDSM would clean me up at his household at 7pm Friday Nox and render me before 6pm on Dominicus. He said that he told Mr. BDSM that I was to pick up no lasting marks and no hurt that would require a doc sojourn. I had no alternative but to gibe to being there Friday evening.

I received an email from Mr. X the next day wanting another confluence. I did n't respond because I was preoccupied with the thought and fears of spending a weekend with Mr. BDSM. I decided to phone Jesse James and confess that Mr.X was trying to blackjack me for sex, hoping that he might be capable to facilitate. St. James was large-hearted but said there was n't much he could do. He said that Mr. BDSM had the connections and influence to solve that job, and that I should ask him. It was like crawling out of a flaming into a furnace.

Mr.X called and was more crying that I see him Th. I agreed to spend the afternoon with him to avoid risking any repercussions. He was alone again and was satisfied with a suck and a nookie. He liked seeing me naked and enjoyed being dominant and making me espouse his gild. He always showed me pics and television of my actions at his house warming party to remind me of his threats.

I was nervous and tump over Friday afternoon and had a soaked drinkable and some blow without eating any dinner. I was wearing jean and a top and did n't feel like changing before meeting with James II and Mr.BDSM. I arrived at St. James house at 7pm as planned just after Mr.BDSM. There was niggling conversation. Mr.BDSM told me to deal him as SIR and handed James a apprehension to put around my neck. It had a leash and something else attached to it. After it was buckled, SIR demonstrated the bond, which delivered an electric shock that nearly knocked me off my foot. It was a dog arrest. He told me that he would shock me if I disobeyed. He told me to give my cell sound, sentinel, and bag to James IV for safekeeping then took the leash and walked me out to a turgid Shirley Temple Black SUV parked at the AMEX. His device driver opened the tail end face threshold for me to enter. He was a huge man and as Shirley Temple Black as coal. SIR said we were going to his country estate. He did n't want me to be intimate its locating, so he took a smutty tough from his sack and placed it over my head saying he would take aback me if I tried to get rid of it. We drove for 2-3 hours with fiddling conversation. The driver commented to SIR that I was a nice one. SIR said `` yes, Ali, we 'll have a lot of fun with this one ''. It was saturnine outside when we arrived and SIR led me up a few steps and into the home before removing the strong-armer.

We were in a grand marble floor debut with halls leading in three directions. I was frightened for what might follow. But, SIR asked me if I was thirsty, which I was, and ordered Ali to work some collation to the map elbow room, where he escorted me and sat by my side. Ali brought a bottle of wine and digit sandwiches. SIR said that he wanted to expose me to the joyfulness of BDSM and that it would be my alternative whether to pursue that or not. When we finished, it was getting late and SIR suggested that we get some sleep in preparation for tomorrow. He led me to a Guest bedroom and said he would see me in the morning time. I undressed and log Z's in only my panties.

Ali woke me at 7am in the break of day and pulled back the covers ; smiling when he saw my raw mamilla. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt. He told me to take a bath or shower and sporty myself using the appropriate utensils. He took a long white robe from the closet and said for me to put it on when I was finished, but to leave everything else off. I used the commode and found a cylindric douching sceptre in the cascade, which I used to scavenge my vagina and rectum. Ali returned after an hour just as I was putting on the robe. Then, he led me to the kitchen and fed me Viscount St. Albans and eggs, which had been prepared by the cook.

After eating, Ali led me down two flight of steps of stairs and a hall to a large supply room with playscript shelves on two walls. He pulled overt one of the bookshelves to reveal a steel doorway with an electronic combining whorl. He worked the combination and led me inside. The room was non-white with no windows but he flicked a switch and limelight turned on to unveil a variety show of embellish benches and board and other BDSM furniture beneath the glare. The bulwark had cabinets and racks where a routine of party whip, floggers, and ropes hung. Then Ali took my arm in his turgid beefy hand and led me to a point under a hanging roach and told me to last out. He took off my robe and buckled radiocarpal joint simpleness to my articulatio radiocarpea, and attached their D-rings to a metal connector on the R-2. He then pulled the Mexican valium lifting my arm over my head and tied it off at the wall. He walked back to me and smiled, showing his burnished white teeth against his pitch Black person face as he inspected my body.

SIR arrived a few hour later and Ali took his attitude in front of the door. SIR ran his finger's breadth through my light-haired hair ; then he viciously slapped my boldness. He told me that the room was sound-proof and that I would be severely punish if I was n't concerted. He said he was going to bruise me in assorted fashion to approximate my reaction and quiz my limits. He said I might even relish some of it.

Then he got a leather flogger from the bulwark and began whipping my ass, and thighs. There was a footling bunko game to it but mostly made my bark pink and spirit warm. After about 20 strokes, he moved to my front and gave me 20 Thomas More from my mammilla to my thighs. The flogger made my knocker bound upon physical contact and sense ardent and turn garden pink. He did a couple on my pussy. After whipping each English, he inquired how it made me finger. I said that it made me finger warmly ; but, that it did n't smart too much. He said that that scourger was for touch on play and was intended as a prolusion. Then he retrieved a `` harvest '' that was about 2 ft. long and had a 2-3 '' leather tongue on the end of a plastic shaft. He explained that he bought only the best equipment and would let me experience all of it over time. He stung my ass with the first base stroke and hit me concentrated for a few more fortuity until I was moving to ward off it. Then he gave me 3 separatrix on each tit, which stung like hellhole and caused bruises to quickly come along. succeeding, he wrapped each of my tits with circle until they bulged and applied suckers to my mammilla. The suckers made my nipples more spiritualist and caused them to elongate. Then he attached mamilla clamps which hurt badly. Even with the pain in the ass, I could feel my pussy responding as it always does when my tits are manipulated.

SIR became kinder then and caressed my physical structure with his hands, hugged me, and tongued my ear. He got a vibrator and held it against my clit while he fingered my ass until my juices were dripping on the floor. He stopped leaving me on the sharpness of an orgasm. Then, he lubed my ass with my juices and worked his cock inside. His rooster was not nearly as big as Mario and Trey and it went in without a good deal nuisance. He fucked my ass property and pulling on the nipple clamps until he blew his cum in me. The vibrator on my clit combined with the pain in my pap and his cock in my ass took me back to the boundary of an orgasm ; but, again, it was denied.

SIR motioned for Ali to come over and asked him if he wanted to smack me. Ali was happy for the chance and licked my pussy saying that I tasted good. I could see the hump of Ali 's cock through his pants and SIR caught me looking. He told Ali that I liked Black cocks and suggested that Ali designate me his. Ali dropped his drawers to reveal a mammoth pecker that hung almost to his knee. It was self-aggrandizing than Mario and trinity 's rooster. I gasped when I saw it and wanted to touch it ; but, my arms were restrained. SIR said that Ali was from a tribe of warriors in Africa that bred their men to be large and have large penises. Then SIR unbound my knocker, removed the clamps, and released me from the overhead Mexican valium. The pain in my tits had ebbed but now returned as the stock flowed back into them. He had Ali get a slipstream cloth and clean-living my ass and puss.

SIR led me to a padded tabular array with stapes on one end like in a MD post and told me to lie down. He restrained my wrists to one end of the tabular array and while Ali strapped my wooden leg onto the stirrup iron. SIR went to a cabinet and brought back a speculum and held it for me to see. He said that he wanted to visit my vagina and do some things to see how I reacted. Then he inserted the speculum and spread it wide. The operating expense public eye beamed directly on my cunt. He retrieved a tool with a pointed end from the cabinet. beginning, he prodded my cervix uteri, causing me to squirm from the pain sensation and inserted the end. He said my cervix was very reactive and retracted. adjacent, he inserted the item in my pee hole and slid it inside a few inches causing me to squirm more. When he pulled it out, he commented that it was clear that it pained me, but strange that I did n't yell or say anything. I was n't vocal when he whipped me either. He indicated that he would need to test me further on that.

He had sent Ali to the kitchen, while he conducted my procedure. When he returned, they released me from the simpleness and Ali gave me some noodle soup to eat. I heard the click of the door locking when they left the room.

They returned an hour later and restrained me on the Same board as before. SIR wheeled a black box on a standstill to the table and took some conducting wire and accessories from a locker. He asked me if I had any experience with electricity ; to which I said no. He told me that electrical energy could be used to inflict both delight and botheration ; and, that he was going to test me on both of those things. First, he attached small diggings on opposite side of my mamilla on each tit and plugged a telegram into each pad and the other end to the mordant box. He flicked a switch and lights on the box lit. Turning a knob caused me to palpate a tingling in my tits, which was pleasurable. I told him that when asked. He turned the knob again and asked how that felt. I said there was a minuscule nuisance but that it was still pleasurable. Another plait of the thickening raised the pain level to 4 on a weighing machine of 0-10. When the pain layer reached 6, my bosom were buzzing and feeling like they were burning. It was a very strange feeling that was also stimulating. Ali mentioned that my pussy was wet. SIR flicked another permutation on the box and the current began pulsing every 5 instant. Then he lubed a metal member, plugged another wire to it and the box, and inserted it in my vagina. Twisting a knob caused the same balmy prickling as I had felt in my tits. He increased the emf like he did with my tits ; and, each sentence my pelvic muscles would contract and I began to squeeze out. Both SIR and Ali appeared happy to see that. When the pain floor reached 6, I had an intense orgasm. My torso was wet with diaphoresis and my pelvic muscles were cramping. SIR said `` perfect tense '' and they removed the wires and my restraints.

Ali led me back to my bedroom and instructed me to shower, fix my hair, and put on a decent dress, which he took from the closet. He said he would be back when it was sentence for dinner. During my shower I thought how I had gone from faithful married woman to submissive working girl in a matter of months. James and his friends had turned me into a sexual animal. But, the sex was amazing !

SIR and I had dinner alone together in a large dinning room with watch crystal chandeliers. We ate a lowly salad followed by a dish of chicken with a French sauce, some rice and attic. Desert was creme broulee. We drank a white wine with dinner party and a secure pot liquor after desert. During dinner, SIR complemented me on how well I had done and that I handled pain very well. He said that pleasance and pain were partners in an come on human relationship and that my ability to orgasm after pain indicated that I enjoyed it. Then, he asked me how I felt about that. I responded honestly that I had never experienced anything like that before and that it was very intense. I said that my orgasms were off the charts. SIR was very pleased with my reaction and asked if I would like to continue our relationship and maybe admit it to another level. Another level, I thought ? What would that entail ? I did n't say that out cheap ; but, said yes. I reminded him that I worked and was married ; and, that our kinship would be limited to weekends. He agreed, saying that he had to attend to commercial enterprise during the week and only had fourth dimension on the weekend. He reminded me that I went without drugs this weekend ; but, that he would provide me if I wanted them.

After dinner, we sat in his den, wassail some rare Bourbon dynasty, and listened to music while chatting. He was amorous and fondle my arm and eubstance for a twosome hours. Then, he led me to his bedroom and kissed me before undressing me. His bed was turned down and I sat waiting for him to undress. He did that in the lavatory and returned naked with a stiff cock. He presented it for me to take up ; and, I licked it and sucked his nuts, giving him my best cock sucking. In bed, SIR took his prison term sucking my tits and licking my snatch taking me to the edge of an orgasm. Then he turned me over and slapped/spank my ass a few clip to remind me he was the dominant. I rolled over and he fucked my pussy for over an hour giving me two orgasms.

I woke up in the morning future to him and laid there waiting for him to come alive. When he did, I sucked his daybreak Mrs. Henry Wood and swallowed his cum. We showered together in his turgid rain shower and he soaped and washed my dead body. He used a douche bag baton to clean my vagina. After drying off and fixing my haircloth, he gave me a fresh robe to wear to breakfast. During breakfast, I thought it was prison term to secernate him about my blackmailer M. X, and asked if he could help me. He recorded Mr. X savoir-faire and said he would take care of it. Also, I gave him my address and cell number.

Ali returned after breakfast and led me back to the dungeon. SIR followed and said my visit would not be complete without some lasting bruises. They restrained my wrist joint and ankle joint to the hanging rope again and SIR got a whip from the wall. The whiplash, he described, was a bingle tail intended to leave marks on my tegument. He gave me several eyelash on my ass and bosom which stung and left red welts. He gave Ali the pleasure of rubbing my breast and ass with a cream to ease the pain.

When it was time to return me to James, SIR returned my clothing and said he was comfortable to not making me wear the punk. He sat in back chatting with me over the 2 plus hour drive back to the city. Upon arrival at James house, they said `` until next time '' and let me off at the curb.

James let me in the doorway and introduced me to his `` new girl '' and a tattoo creative person, who was inking the tattoo of a nigra on her ass. The girl was Mexican and looked barely of legal age. She was naked, slender, had big tits, and was stoned out of her mind. William James explained that the `` new young woman '' had been recruited by one of his lieutenants as a full-time whore. He offered me a tattoo and I declined. Then, he returned my handbag, earphone, and car cay and I drove home.

My welt bothered me during the night Dominicus ; and, I got up to put some aloe on them before going back to bed. It felt strange returning to the substantial estate office Mon first light, considering my weekend risky venture, and I had to make-up a account when people asked about my weekend. There were a couple of new itemisation ; but, the deficiency of buyer caused business to remain slow. Not good when your lifestyle depends on commissions. After making a few sound outcry and mailing flyers for the new listings, I left the office in the early afternoon and returned home plate. There, I inspected my welt and applied Sir Thomas More aloe. I remembered my Ben-wa ball and inserted them in my twat, which was not sore for the first sentence in hebdomad. I opened the weekend post and just lolled around the house the residual of the afternoon. The Ben-was kept me provoke and my nous drifted back to Ali 's mammoth cock. So, I got my 12 '' Joseph Black dildo, lubed it up, and gave it a workout. It took a spell to mold all of it inside me ; and, I fantasized that it was Ali 's putz stuffing my pussy. It gave me a blissful coming. As I was lying in bed that Nox, I wondered where all of this was taking me. I realized, for the first gear time that, where ever that was, it was n't with Tim.

I was almost out of coke, so I called William James on Tuesday and asked for some. He said that I knew the price and that he would demarcation up some client for Wed good afternoon. I arrived at James house at 1pm, stripped down, and sat on the lounge naked as before. James gave me a snicker of coke and was not surprised when he saw the wale on my tits and ass, which were still very visible. He commented that it might choose a week for them to vanish. The beginning customer turned out to be a repeat customer from hebdomad before. The second one was new. Both were surprised to see my welts ; yet, they were comfortable with squeezing my teat and slapping my ass. The start one, after fondling me, just wanted to have intercourse my pussy. He gave my Ben-wa excited pussycat an sexual climax, then shot his cum in my mouth. The new guy sucked on my tits and explored all my holes with his fingers. Then, he wanted a cock sucking and also came in my mouth. I realized that it was the first cum I had eaten in over a week ; and, I savored the taste. James also wanted a blowjob before I left and gave me a bag of coke to take family. He wanted to set-up a gang charge for me and his `` new young woman '' and said he would scream me with the details.

SIR called me on Thursday to tell me that Mr.X had been taken care of ; and, that he had possession of the laptop with my videos on it. He did n't go into point and I thought it best not to ask. We talked about Tim coming home the future day and getting together the following weekend. He was aware that Tim had agreed for me to spend the prior weekend with him and seemed to gestate his future tense cooperation. I knew what Jesse James was planning, but not when, and said I would get back to him on Monday.

Tim returned Fri nighttime, tired and pensive as before. He asked me for some coke and we snorted a couple lines while drinking and watching a TV show before bed. He saw my still noticeable wheal when I undressed, but said aught. He was asleep as soon as his mind hit the pillow. In the morning time, over breakfast, he told me that his bosses were unhappy with his performance. He said the job he was on was running over its scheduled closing time ; and, that he would bear to leave again Sunday night and stay until it was finished. I wondered if his coke drug abuse was to pick ; but, tried to console him saying I understood and that we would get through it. At the same time, I knew I would be unloose next weekend for whatever St. James the Apostle or SIR had planned. We had a fun nighttime together having both vaginal and anal sex. It was comfortable, but not as agitate as before .