Short Story by SexyAds member Aggression

The Chamber 


Placing the blindfold over her eyes, he softly kissed her lips. Then, taking her hand, he guided her down a long hallway into a small room lighted only by candles. When they reached the center of the room, he placed her wrist in a shackle that was attached to the ceiling. Taking her other arm, he lightly ran the tip of his tongue from her wrist to her shoulder, then secured her in the second upper shackle. He approached a crank on the rear wall of the room. As he turned the crank, her arms were pulled ever so slightly upward, causing her to appear tight and somewhat uncomfortable. He stepped back toward her, and knelt down. Placing his hand on her thigh, he squeezed, causing a gasp to escape her lips. Then slowly, teasingly, he ran his hand down her leg, caressing every inch of bare skin. When he reached her ankle, he removed his hand and replaced it with a shackle that was attached to a spreader bar. After securing the first shackle, he ran his hand along her inner thigh, softly brushing the lips of her pussy. When his hand reached her other ankle, he again removed it and replaced it with the cold hard steel of a shackle. He then adjusted the bar forcing her into a fully spread-eagle position. 

Having finished securing her, he stood up and took a step back to admire her. A tall woman, she stood about five foot nine inches with long sculptured legs. Her belly thin, chiseled and pierced. Her breasts full and round, not large, but firm and enticing. Her face well defined, pretty but not model gorgeous. Her hair long and brown, with auburn highlights. A perfect mix of beauty and intelligence wrapped in one package. As he looked at her, he thought of the love he held for her and silently admired her for a few moments.

Slowly, he stepped to a table on the left side of the room. On top of the table were crops, whips and other devices for inflicting pain or pleasure. He selected a two-foot riding crop with a leather head. Stepping back toward his prisoner, raised the crop and brought it down solidly on her left ass cheek, leaving a red welt where the leather touched down. A gasp escaped her. Positioning himself in front of her, he reached out and took her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Slowly he squeezed, forcing another gasp from her lips. While still holding her now erect nipple, he ran the head of the crop from her knee to her inner thigh. Slowly, he traced three large circles on her inner thigh, causing her breathing to increase ever so slightly. He then raised the crop to her now moist labia.

He then commanded that she not utter a sound and began running the length of the crop between her lips, placing slight pressure on her clit. The crop began to lightly glow in the candle light due to the sheen of liquid that began to cover it. Both could feel the pangs of excitement increase in the air. The restraints on her wrists and ankles became slightly tighter as she slowly undulated in rhythm with the strokes of the crop. The tightening aroused her even more. She knew she wouldn't be able to follow his order about uttering a sound. She also knew he'd punish her fiercely for it. She could only hope he would stop stroking before she would whimper. 

He didn't stop however, he continued stroking her moistened cunt with the crop. After about two solid minutes of this, she could stand it no longer and let out a low guttural moan. Instantly, the crop was gone. Not being able to see his face, she couldn't tell if he was angered or not. Suddenly she felt a stinging pain as the crop struck her bottom. The blow was much harder then the first and caused her to let out a high pitched yelp. Her body shuddered. He began to spank her with the crop, alternating from one cheek to the other, hitting her bottom hard and swiftly. Within moments, she was yelping loudly with each strike, her ass turning bright red and burning as if on fire. Her arousal instantly doubling.

He spanked her only for a few moments, yet it seamed like an eternity. Bringing his face close to her ear, he asked if she would be a good little girl and follow instructions. She nodded silent agreement. To test her compliance, he reissued his command of complete silence, stepped to the table and picked up a fine tooth metal comb. Upon returning to her position, he ran the comb over her reddened ass, causing the small welts to feel as though they were fiery bites from several hundred stinging insects. She remained completely silent regardless of the stinging. He proceeded to run the comb over her inflamed buttocks two more times before whispering that she was a very good girl, and would now be rewarded.

Stepping back to the table, he knelt down and opened a cooler underneath. He removed a single piece of ice, placed it in his mouth, positioned himself behind her and knelt so he was staring at the small of her back. 

The first thing she felt was a cool stream of air against her heated ass, he was lightly blowing on her. The cool air felt wonderful on her heated skin. Suddenly she felt his tongue on her left cheek, he was running it slowly over her welts, chilling her with the cold. Lovingly, he caressed every part of her reddened behind with his tongue, covering every inch of heated skin with cool water from his mouth. As he licked, water began to dribble down her rear, between her thighs and on to her overheated pussy. The sensations running through her loins only made her want to come even more.

All at once, he stopped and returned to the table. He retrieved the roped nipple chain with the looped ends. He then approached her front. He again took one of her nipples in his hand, lightly squeezed and placed one of the loops over it. After doing the same with her other nipple, he removed a small weight from his pocket and hung it in the center of the chain to keep tension on her nipples. Reaching down, he cupped her hot, moist mound, allowing his fingers to explore her lips. She was burning hot and he knew she wanted to come badly, yet he wasn't ready to allow that. Ever so gently, he took her swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger and gave a light squeeze. She breathed in heavy, but made no actual noise... still following his order. Slowly he made circular motions around her clit with his fingers. She could feel the orgasm begin to build within her, screaming to release. She wanted to scream, moan, and growl... anything to relieve the tension in her body.

Placing his lips to her ear, he softly asked if she wanted to come. Shyly, she nodded yes. He then quietly gave her some instructions. The first being he would release her right arm, which she would use to pleasure herself. The second instruction being she could only bring herself to the edge of orgasm, she could not complete. He explained that if she could follow these two instructions, he would reward her with his tongue. He then asked her if she would comply, again she nodded her agreement.

As soon as the shackle was removed from her right hand, she slid it to her tender clit. She slowly began rubbing herself, sending waves of pleasure throughout her system. At this point, he released her left hand, which she dropped to her slit and slid a finger inside herself. After sliding the finger into herself, she removed it and placed it against her asshole, allowing the tip to penetrate. A loud moan escaped her lips, and she whispered to him that she was close. He removed the blindfold, and instructed her to look him in the eyes and not to break eye contact with him. He then placed his hands on her hips and lowered himself, dragging the tip of his tongue from the center of her chest to the top of her clit. A small shiver traveled up her spine and she moaned again. 

He began to twist and twirl his tongue over her swollen clit. She began a constant moan and her body quivered. He slowly slid his tongue into her, causing her body to jerk, then back to her clit. As he traced around her clit, he could feel her legs begin to shake lightly. He knew she was moments from release. Again, he slid his tongue into her. She opened her mouth, and her eyes appeared to strain, but she did not break the eye contact. A loud steady moan, one that would last until her orgasm subsided, escaped from her. 

He could see tears building in her eyes from the strain of keeping them open, and decided it was time. He slowly, unwilling, closed his eyes to signal her. As soon as eye contact was broken, she closed her eyes tight and threw her head back. She clutched his shoulders, digging her nails deep and causing tiny rivulets of blood to course down his bare chest and back. Her whole body tightened as the orgasm coursed through her, releasing liquid down her legs. He continued to pleasure her clit until her body relaxed and the moaning stopped.

While she tried to regain control, he stood and moved a stool that was waist high to her. He then removed the shackles from her legs and instructed her to sit and relax for a moment. She did so without saying a word, and closed her eyes to enjoy the after affects of her climax. While she sat, he lit a large peppermint scented candle and approached her. The peppermint smell was pleasing to her and she relaxed even more, allowing herself to forget where she was and what they had been doing. 

Quietly, he raised the candle above her breasts and allowed some of the wax to drip onto her nipples. She straightened right up and opened her eyes, slightly shocked. He was standing in front of her, looking at her with a devilish grin. He continued to let the wax drip over her chest and he removed his cock from his pants, he was fully erect. He instructed her to stroke him long and hard. She willingly complied. As she stroked him, he began to remove the wax from her chest with his teeth, a technique he often used to work her back into frenzy... it was working yet again. Next, he instructed her to guide his cock into her. She again willingly complied. As he began entering her, he clamped down fairly hard on her left nipple and tugged with his teeth. A loud yelp escaped from her lips. When the length of his member was inside her, he began to slowly grind his hips into hers, forcing another low moan out of her. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and rocked her hips in motion with him. As her second orgasm began to build, she dug her nails into his back, exciting him even more... his first loud groan filling the room. He placed a hand behind her head, and began to fuck her harder and faster. He slowly wrapped his fingers into her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped and dug her nails deeper into his back, causing more blood to trickle down his skin. They were both on the edge of coming.

He began thrusting harder and deeper, wanting to feel her erupt on him. She continued digging her nails deeper, trying to pull him into herself, wanting to feel him deep inside her. They remained in the fierce embrace for several minutes, undulating together. Pushing each other closer to the edge. He then lifted her from the stool, and placed her on the carpet, thick, comfortable shag. Raising himself on both arms, he began thrusting into her as deep as he could. He then wrapped one arm underneath her, and slid it to her ass. She felt one of his fingers slide into her ass and she let out a loud groan, that was all she could take. Her second orgasm ripped through her body, her legs tightened around his waist and she arched into him. As her body tightened, he felt his own orgasm hit the breaking point. He tensed with her, and they both exploded at the same time.

Exhausted, he lowered himself on her chest and held her for several minutes. She wrapped her arms around him and lightly kissed his forehead. He looked into her eyes and whispered how much he loved her, and they both drifted off into a contented slumber.

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