"I have a contract I want you to look over."
Holy cow. A contract! It was fifty pages long. I knew summarizing it would be no good.
The contract had my name and Mr. Banana of Banana Holdings Inc. Founded in 2008. Mother's maiden name, his date of birth, social security number, address, a copy of his passport, his Target card information, and Library Card.
After five pages of this the contract began:
"I" referred to as Submissive agree to do whatever the Dominant (Mr. Banana) says. Including spanking, whacking, biting, smacking, anal butt stuff, restraints, cuffs, gags, blindfolds, gagging, wrapping, shackles, levitation, sensory deprivation, tied up, whipped, tousled, debauchery, nipple clamps, hog tied, tied by arms, legs, waist, chest, upper and lower legs, using dildos, weird objects, chained up, chained up with cloth, leather, brass, rope, steel chain objects, pinched, hair pulled..."
It went on like this for forty-five more pages. Mr. Banana was a freak!
"Y-you like this stuff? But why?" I couldn't believe it.
"You want the truth? That I'm a depraved, controlling, and have issues that fifty therapists couldn't fix?"
"Not really."
"I just like it Anastasia. It turns me on. I like to feel in control. Come on let me show you something."
He took my hand and led me to a room with a red door. He pushed it open and I gasped. It looked like a medieval torture chamber. Wooden crosses hung from the walls. There were hooks in the wall, whips and painful looking objects I'd never seen before. A bench was in a corner with shackles and a large bed loomed in the room. A guillotine was off to one side. I decided wisely to enter and explore further.
"This is kind of weird and stuff. I mean I don't know if I can do this." Yet the thought of leaving Christian hurt. I knew after the total three hours we'd spend together since we met that I might consider getting into a torture chamber BSDM lifestyle with him.
"Come on; let's go talk out of the room." His eyes were heated.
We sat on his couch. "Anastasia, we can go slowly. I know you're new at this. I-I don't want to lose you." Mr. Banana brushed a hand through his bright orange clown-like hair.
"I've never done anything like that before. I mean, I've never even had sex before."
Christian's gray eyes grew wide. "What! You're a virgin! Let's go cure you of that right now.
That was a little sudden. It wasn't how I pictured losing my virginity but whateves.
Mr. Banana took me into a room.
"Now Anastasia, I have a gigantic penis and I'm an acrobat in bed. I hope that's ok." He smirked.
I flushed. "Yeah sure, that's cool."
"I'm not called Mr. Banana for nothing." He smirked again.
I flushed again. Was he making a joke? This was so unlike his cool exterior.
He began kissing me and stuff and took off my clothes. His hand began to reach down there! Omg! Down in my special secret place. It felt sooo good.
He unzipped his pants. "Now Anastasia, I'm going to ram my gigantic penis into you in one motion."
"Ok." Whateves.
He pulled out his pee pee. It was so huge. I'd never seen one before. Not even on the internet since I've never had a laptop before.
He moved closer and pushed himself inside me in one swift movement, filling up my special place. "How's that?"
"Oh it's cool, no problem."
"I want you to cum for me Anastasia." He stared at me with gray eyes.
"Oh, ok. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG." I exploded all over Mr. Banana's Banana."
"Yeah baby, that's it." Mr. Banana climaxed at the exact same time as me.
"That was amazing." I sighed.
"I've never had vanilla sex before." Christian looked at me with gray eyes.
"Vanilla sex? What's that?"
"That's where you have sex like a normal person and not a freak."
"Oh I see." I paused.
"What's butterscotch sex then?"
Mr. Banana was giving me a strange look and seemed at a loss for words.
"You're so innocent Anna."
I smiled.
"You ready to go again?" He asked me sexily.
He grabbed me and lifted me. He banged the living hell out of me. "Cum for me Anastasia!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I came again.
After I stopped to catch my breath Christian looked at me with concerned gray eyes. "Are you sore?"
"Oh no, I'm fine. Maybe a tiny bit."
"Let's go take a bath." He offered.
Christian filled a bath with warm water and we both sunk in. Suddenly I got an idea. I was going to give him a blow job. I wasn't sure what that was but I'd heard about it. I grasped his penis and began swirling my tongue around the tip of it expertly. I took him in my mouth and deep throated him. His entire penis hitting the back of my throat. I bobbed up and down for several minutes, then pulled out for a moment to hum the Star Spangled Banner on his balls.
"Jesus Ana!" Christian Banana was enthralled. "I'm going to cum if you don't stop."
I stopped for a moment. "It's ok, I swallow." I continued licking and sucking Mr. Banana's penis like a porn star with a crack habit.
"Uhhhhhh." Mr. Banana came and I swallowed it entirely.
"Wow, your first blow job. I give you an A plus!"
"Thanks." I felt happy I could cause such a reaction in this sexy man.
Suddenly I felt sleepy. I yawned.
Mr. Banana took me to a room with a bed it was white mostly and not much was in it.
"This is your room as long as you stay here."
"Are you going to sleep with me?" I asked him.
"I don't like to be touched… but I guess I will for tonight."
Hmmm… he seemed to have a lot of issues. I guess I'd worry about that later. After we got married or something. I fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning I woke up alone. I heard the sound of music drifting down the hallway. I followed it and arrived in Mr. Banana's living room. He was playing a beautiful, haunting song on the piano and singing.
"I've been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile…"
He stopped playing and turned to me with a huge smile. My heart flip-flopped. I wonder what was in store for today…
