CHAPTER 14
Audrey
I thought those sliding bookshelves were just clichés from the movies. I guess ideas sometimes come from real life.
We follow the winding staircase downstairs and at the bottom there’s a small platform leading to a door.
“I only found this a year ago, when we had a leak.”
“It’s kind of creepy, but cool.”
“Thanks. There may be more rooms like it, but there aren’t exactly blueprints to the house. I’m still looking for more interesting parts of the house, when I have time. It’s like the gift that keeps on giving.”
“And now you want to give something to me down here in your dungeon.”
“Not something, some things. Plural.”
He opens the door at the bottom of the stairs and flips the light switch. The room lights up in a purple hue.
“Red seemed too cliché,” he says.
“Thanks for thinking of my artistic tastes,” I joke. “When did you get all this stuff?”
“I’ve been accumulating it over the course of the summer.”
“It’s all new?”
“Fresh out of the box.”
“And you were getting it for me?”
“Only for you. Yes.”
I walk through the room taking everything in. I run my hand along the smooth grain leather bench, on my way over to the wall.
“You can touch anything you want. It’s ours to be shared together.”
I pick up a whip and turn back towards the middle of the room, whipping it playfully, but I don’t quite have the touch figured out yet as I almost whip my own leg.
The room is filled with things we can experiment with. The largest, and most noticeable play thing being the wooden X-shaped cross. I have a pretty good idea what that’s for.
There are also what looks like wrist and ankle chains secured to the wall. Hanging next to them are plenty of whips and paddles of all shapes and sizes. There are even masks neatly hung just a few feet from a chain that’s connected to a pulley on the ceiling.
“You really went all out.”
“I spare no expense when it comes to you. You know that.”
“I do. But what I don’t know is what you have in mind.”
“I definitely have something in mind all right,” he says, closing the distance between us before wrapping his arms around my waist, making me feel safe in a place that would be completely intimidating without him.
“I’m ready when you are,” I say.
He reaches inside his pocket and removes a blindfold.
“So we’re starting like this, are we?”
“Eliminating one of your senses to heighten the others.”
“Is that how it works?”
“That’s how it’s going to work tonight.
He slides the blindfold over my eyes, and I quickly realize how important vision is for balance.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he says as he slowly undresses me with one hand while steadying me with the other.
He removes my clothes and then takes my hand. I’m completely naked except for my heels. He carefully guides me across the room before placing my hand on something leather and soft. It can’t be the same bench I saw earlier as it’s not in the same direction. It must be something I didn’t pick up on the first time.
“One minute. I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”
“Thanks. I was planning on running off, of course,” I joke, but it’s really just a defense mechanism for the unknowing feeling I’m getting. I trust him completely, but I can’t deny I’m nervous and turned on at the same time.
I hear a noise and a few seconds later I feel his hands back on my hips, startling me.
“Try and relax. I turned on the heater so you don’t get cold.”
“Believe me, I’m hot right now.”
“I can feel that, but this really was a dungeon, so it can get cold.”
I feel his cock press against my backside.
“I’m completely naked, as I’m sure you can feel right now.”
“I definitely noticed,” I say as his cock slides across my skin.
“I’m going to guide you into position,” he says, taking my hands carefully and placing one hand under my stomach. “Lean forward. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
I lean forward and feel the leather padding underneath my torso.
“I’m going to lift your legs off the ground now. Grip the end of the leather padding tightly to balance yourself.”
I do as I’m told as he runs his fingertips down my thighs and calves before tucking my lower legs back and lifting them off the ground. He places each on onto another leather surface slightly above the ground.
“Almost in position,” he says.
I hear him walk around to the area in front of me, followed by the feeling of leather straps wrapping around each of my wrists. The straps quickly tighten, holding me firmly in position.
The position might seem awkward but the design of the apparatus supports my entire weight. I actually feel light and relaxed in that sense, but tense in all others. It’s almost as if I’m on my knees and forearms, and angled down slightly. And it’s like I’m just suspended above the ground and supported by the apparatus he has me strapped to.
“I’m not going to talk anymore, just feel. If at anytime you don’t like what’s happening just say so and we’ll stop immediately. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“You can also tell me what feels good, but of course I’m going to sense it and react accordingly so all you should really have to do is just enjoy what’s about to happen.”
I nod my head and immediately feel a light feather glide across my spine, giving me chills.
The feather continues down my back and in-between my legs, tickling my pussy and inner thighs before tracing the outlines of my body.
My muscles tense and I tighten my grip on the edge of the leather surface my forearms are resting on.
Not knowing what he’s going to do next has me wetter than I could have imagined.
The feather, which had been moving vertically suddenly changes direction, moving horizontally across my tailbone just as his tongue moves vertically across my slit.
I hear him breath deep as he tastes me. I know he’s staring right into my asshole and I’m more than a little bit self-conscious, but the thought is gone immediately when the sensation of his tongue disappears and my ass cheeks are greeted with a multitude of leather straps lightly cracking across my skin. I don’t know much about this lifestyle, but I know immediately it’s a flogging whip, and I also know I want more.
He quickly obliges, sending the thin strips of leather cracking across my ass again. There was no warm up, just right into the action…the perfect choice as I didn’t need one second of foreplay tonight.
He continues flogging me, alternating the tenacity from gentle and tender to more orgasm inducing. I know he’s back there watching my face, feeding off my emotions, and he’s doing so perfectly.
From time to time it’s not a whip I feel on my ass, but his hand. I’m not sure which one I like more. The sharp, crisp crack of the whip or his hand coming down hard and firm and kneading my cheeks causing my pussy to make squishy sounds due the fact that I’m completely dripping.
“Ahhh!” I moan as I climax. The feel of the whip disappears and I feel his tongue back on my pussy, as he’s licking me clean. The way he moves his tongue through my folds prolongs my orgasm, causing me to cum longer than I ever have before.
Just as my body tries to come down from the mind blowing orgasm I feel his hands on my ass and his dick pressing against my opening.
He slides the head of his dick up and down my folds covering it in my juices, which won’t stop, before he slides it in slowly and gently, spreading me open.
He’s moving in and out of me agonizingly slow, causing each and every nerve ending in my hole to feel him. I’m breathing hard to the point I can’t catch my breath. I start grunting and feel his hips slam into my ass.
He’s thrusting harder now, his balls bouncing off the underside of my ass. I’m getting fucked beyond belief as his dick rams deeper into me, thanks to the angle created by the apparatus I’m strapped to.
Suddenly I feel warm spit on my asshole and his finger trace a circle around my opening.
My eyes shoot open, only to be reminded I’m still blindfolded. He presses firmly against my asshole before sliding a finger in.
I’ve died and gone to heaven as every fluid inside me empties onto his cock. I see a white light and feel like I’ve totally left the room, mentally and physically. I’m convulsing and I can’t stop.
I feel his warm cum fill me and hear a deep primal moan that’s muted as if I’m wearing earplugs. I’m in my own safe world at the moment, experiencing a whole different kind of pleasure. Nothing else matters, except what he’s doing to me.
My eyes roll back in my head and I gasp for air. I lose track of time until I feel his dick pull out of me and his kiss on my cheek as he removes my blindfold.
“How did you like the spanking chair?”
I go to open my mouth but words don’t come out.
He’s given me another mind blowing experience as only he could, literally leaving me speechless.
The only thing I want in life is to spend the rest of it with him.