August Weekend

AN AUGUST WEEKEND

FRIDAY
We inserted ourselves into the weekend slowly - showing each other pictures, having a drink and listening to new scene music. As time passed behavior of a more erotic nature took hold and I found myself giving her oral sex on the living room floor. It was 5:30 AM.

She apparently responded well to the presence of my tongue on her private parts as I barely had time to secure her hands together with rope before she managed to straddle me from on top and slip my cock into her ass. It was a great and lengthy ass fuck - she really likes this position. I would like to say that I then savaged her with the plug that I forced up her ass, but in reality she took it quite easily. As we fell asleep we again discussed the need for her to get a larger butt plug.

SATURDAY

I took her to a dungeon that I like because it is in a darkened basement with low ceilings. After some socializing, I tied her spread-eagled between two massive posts. We must have been early, since we were alone as I started to fasten her into place. She was nude except for her 6" platform heels (selected for the straps which would prevent them from coming off while she was in the several positions I had planned for her). I attached ropes to her leather wrist and ankle cuffs and spread her arms horizontally to the posts on either side. I fastened her legs moderately apart. The position gave her stability, and gave me access to her breasts, back, butt and inner thighs. I had centered her between the posts, each of which still remained about two feet from her outstretched arms. I liked this arrangement because I could climb around her as I worked. I fastened to her head a ball gag harness which I locked firmly into place with five padlocks.

As I started to warm her up with a standard leather flogger, the first gentleman spectator arrived and politely asked if he could watch. He would be the first of many who would watch me whip and torture her over the next hour or so. The new scene music was great - sensual and rhythmic. I used various tools to warm her bottom and the rest of her body, gradually moving from the thuddy leather floggers to the more stingy single tail, rubber and chain whips she preferred. As she neared the saturation point, I would change her position and use other tools of torture such as slappers, crops and sharp spikes to intensify the experience. The onlookers particularly liked it when I alternately stimulated and tortured her breasts - perhaps since the sounds emanating from her gagged mouth intensified somewhat during these activities. I eventually forced her to her knees, legs spread, ankles and arms tied apart. It was a very intense scene.

I released her, but kept her hands fastened behind her back as we watched some newcomers "play" and rested prior to part 2 of her evening of torture.

I had intended to further intensify her torments after a brief respite, but as we took our time to rest the mood of the room turned sensual (damn good scene music). So I adapted my strategy and tied her around a large round post in the corner of the room. As she faced the seasoned wooden support, I pulled her arms full forward around it and fastened them to a ring in the ceiling. I then pulled her legs up snugly around the pole which forced her into a somewhat crouched position. I reattached the ball gag harness (which I had removed during our period of rest) and raised her dress (which she had put back on to ward off the coolness of the room). The same tools of torture were now used in a much more sensual way, and as the hours moved on I brought her to orgasm in the darkness of the dungeon.

SUNDAY

When we awoke around noon, she said "all I want to do today is fuck". I replied, "Put on chains and high heels - your job is to keep me hard, my job is to keep you happy".

Episode 1

What a strange multitude of sensation - the obvious, resulting from the fact that she had climbed on top of me and my cock was now inside of her as I lay on my back; the pressure of the chain connecting her wrists as it dug into my chest; the sound of the chains as she moved, the occasional digging in of her stiletto heels into my legs, the coolness of the breeze from the ceiling fan.

Episode 2

She had reversed position now, and although still on top now faced to the rear.

Episode 3

This position turned rough. Episodes 1 & 2 had been slow and sensual. I could feel each shudder as she brought herself to orgasm after orgasm. This time I increased the pace and tempo as I pounded and rammed her from above.

Episode 4

"It's time for you to do something for me..." she whispered (her code for oral sex) .... "but don't do it too well - I don't want my roommate to hear us." I couldn't help but marvel at what a bizarre situation I had immersed myself into.

..... etc.

..... etc.

..... etc.

..... etc.

..... etc.

Episode ? - The chain whip!

One of her most extravagant purchases. Originally procured for it's extremely effective hostile properties, I though it to be a rather specialized tool of limited use. And yet I can not even begin to explain the multifaceted sensual nature of this wonderful toy.

It's mere appearance is erotic. Fine diamond cut black and silver anodized chain held into position by a superbly crafted textured leather handle. The fingers just naturally wrap around the grooved surface. The weight and balance are perfect - one just wants to hold it. The chain falls pick up and reflect back the colors of the surrounding environment, but in a very subtle way due to the blackness of the chain.

It has a soft feel as it is dragged across the skin, and yet the feel is infinitely variable depending upon the speed and method of application. It can be coiled, dragged, splayed and curled. It may be light or quite heavy as chain is allowed to pile onto itself. If brushed against the skin it has an almost tickling sensation and yet repeated bumps have a much different cumulative effect.

The sound is enticing like a waterfall or musical instrument. And the manipulator is constantly entertained by the myriad of patterns you can create when using it.

It's ability to quickly transfer heat results in a wonderful cooling sensation, and yet it feels warm when left on the skin for a while. (We didn't have a chance to try the refrigerator or oven.)

The recipient of course receives a great amount of physical pleasure from its application. And yet, whether used in a violent or sensitive way, the user also derives tremendous pleasure and satisfaction. After a while, the operator just wants to keep it for themselves.

One could easily spend hours playing with it .... and we did.

And so the day went ..................

We finally left the bedroom at 7:45 (PM) to order Chinese "breakfast".

FRIDAY We inserted ourselves into the weekend slowly - showing each other pictures, having a drink and listening to new scene music. As time passed behavior of a more erotic nature took hold and I found myself giving her oral sex on the living room floor. It was 5:30 AM. She apparently responded well to the presence of my tongue on her private parts as I barely had time to secure her hands together with rope before she managed to straddle me from on top and slip my cock into her ass. It was a great and lengthy ass fuck - she really likes this position. I would like to say that I then savaged her with the plug that I forced up her ass, but in reality she took it quite easily. As we fell asleep we again discussed the need for her to get a larger butt plug.
SATURDAY I took her to a dungeon that I like because it is in a darkened basement with low ceilings. After some socializing, I tied her spread-eagled between two massive posts. We must have been early, since we were alone as I started to fasten her into place. She was nude except for her 6" platform heels (selected for the straps which would prevent them from coming off while she was in the several positions I had planned for her). I attached ropes to her leather wrist and ankle cuffs and spread her arms horizontally to the posts on either side. I fastened her legs moderately apart. The position gave her stability, and gave me access to her breasts, back, butt and inner thighs. I had centered her between the posts, each of which still remained about two feet from her outstretched arms. I liked this arrangement because I could climb around her as I worked. I fastened to her head a ball gag harness which I locked firmly into place with five padlocks. As I started to warm her up with a standard leather flogger, the first gentleman spectator arrived and politely asked if he could watch. He would be the first of many who would watch me whip and torture her over the next hour or so. The new scene music was great - sensual and rhythmic. I used various tools to warm her bottom and the rest of her body, gradually moving from the thuddy leather floggers to the more stingy single tail, rubber and chain whips she preferred. As she neared the saturation point, I would change her position and use other tools of torture such as slappers, crops and sharp spikes to intensify the experience. The onlookers particularly liked it when I alternately stimulated and tortured her breasts - perhaps since the sounds emanating from her gagged mouth intensified somewhat during these activities. I eventually forced her to her knees, legs spread, ankles and arms tied apart. It was a very intense scene. I released her, but kept her hands fastened behind her back as we watched some newcomers "play" and rested prior to part 2 of her evening of torture. I had intended to further intensify her torments after a brief respite, but as we took our time to rest the mood of the room turned sensual (damn good scene music). So I adapted my strategy and tied her around a large round post in the corner of the room. As she faced the seasoned wooden support, I pulled her arms full forward around it and fastened them to a ring in the ceiling. I then pulled her legs up snugly around the pole which forced her into a somewhat crouched position. I reattached the ball gag harness (which I had removed during our period of rest) and raised her dress (which she had put back on to ward off the coolness of the room). The same tools of torture were now used in a much more sensual way, and as the hours moved on I brought her to orgasm in the darkness of the dungeon.
SUNDAY When we awoke around noon, she said "all I want to do today is fuck". I replied, "Put on chains and high heels - your job is to keep me hard, my job is to keep you happy". Episode 1 What a strange multitude of sensation - the obvious, resulting from the fact that she had climbed on top of me and my cock was now inside of her as I lay on my back; the pressure of the chain connecting her wrists as it dug into my chest; the sound of the chains as she moved, the occasional digging in of her stiletto heels into my legs, the coolness of the breeze from the ceiling fan. Episode 2 She had reversed position now, and although still on top now faced to the rear. Episode 3 This position turned rough. Episodes 1 & 2 had been slow and sensual. I could feel each shudder as she brought herself to orgasm after orgasm. This time I increased the pace and tempo as I pounded and rammed her from above. Episode 4 "It's time for you to do something for me..." she whispered (her code for oral sex) .... "but don't do it too well - I don't want my roommate to hear us." I couldn't help but marvel at what a bizarre situation I had immersed myself into. ..... etc. ..... etc. ..... etc. ..... etc. ..... etc. Episode ? - The chain whip! One of her most extravagant purchases. Originally procured for it's extremely effective hostile properties, I though it to be a rather specialized tool of limited use. And yet I can not even begin to explain the multifaceted sensual nature of this wonderful toy. It's mere appearance is erotic. Fine diamond cut black and silver anodized chain held into position by a superbly crafted textured leather handle. The fingers just naturally wrap around the grooved surface. The weight and balance are perfect - one just wants to hold it. The chain falls pick up and reflect back the colors of the surrounding environment, but in a very subtle way due to the blackness of the chain. It has a soft feel as it is dragged across the skin, and yet the feel is infinitely variable depending upon the speed and method of application. It can be coiled, dragged, splayed and curled. It may be light or quite heavy as chain is allowed to pile onto itself. If brushed against the skin it has an almost tickling sensation and yet repeated bumps have a much different cumulative effect. The sound is enticing like a waterfall or musical instrument. And the manipulator is constantly entertained by the myriad of patterns you can create when using it. It's ability to quickly transfer heat results in a wonderful cooling sensation, and yet it feels warm when left on the skin for a while. (We didn't have a chance to try the refrigerator or oven.) The recipient of course receives a great amount of physical pleasure from its application. And yet, whether used in a violent or sensitive way, the user also derives tremendous pleasure and satisfaction. After a while, the operator just wants to keep it for themselves. One could easily spend hours playing with it .... and we did. And so the day went .................. We finally left the bedroom at 7:45 (PM) to order Chinese "breakfast".