Disclaimer: This story contains graphic BDsM punishment. It is intended for Mature Audiences, reader discretion is advised.
A/N: About those shorter chapters… Hmm. I tried, really I did. But not going to happen. Not unless I break them up into pt 1, pt 2 & .... ;-D MUAH!!
Anyhoo, I wanted to post this yesterday but document manager wouldn't let me.... Thank you to everyone who reads and reviews, I enjoy hearing your thoughts on the story.
Also, Yes, Rosalie really is a sadist.
**All Characters belong to Stephenie Meyers, story adopted with permission from Danie-SweeterThanSour
EPOV
Although I had reconnected with Jasper, he kept me completely in the dark on what would occur at the Dark Whisper for punishments. He practically kicked me out of his bed and his apartment the next morning stating that he had an early meeting to attend. His aloofness made me feel like a one night stand that had overstayed their welcome, especially when he added that he'd call me later. I didn't hold out any hopes that he would actually do what he said.
Bella was no better. I tried to call her several times but most of my calls went straight to voice mail. The few times I actually got a chance to talk to her she simply answered, "Edward, I am busy right now. Can I call you back?" Eventually I stopped waiting for her to return my calls.
All of this waiting was slowly driving me insane.
Wednesday Bella contacted me on my Blackberry. She sent a single photo of herself dressed in full dominatrix regalia. She had on a black latex cat suit that looked like it was painted on her. She had on a corset that cinched her waist to a phenomenally small size and pushed her breasts upwards where the top barely covered her nipples or her breasts. A coiled whip adorned her right hand, while her left was planted on her hip. Her outfit was completed with the same patent leather heels she wore our first night at the Dark Whisper. My dick rose to get a better view.
The more I looked at her in the picture, the harder my cock became. I could feel the blood race downward and could feel it pulsing through the veins along my shaft. I shifted uncomfortably in my office chair knowing that if I did anything to adjust myself it would end in me masturbating and I had signed a contract indicating that I would not. And although no one could see me, my word was my bond.
Acknowledging her gift, I typed a quick message of "Thanks."
"Hey baby. How are you?" She texted me back.
Not sure how to respond especially after I received her photo, I decided to go with what was safe. "I'm fine. No disrespect, but I'm also very horny." I held my breath as I waited for her response.
"Did you masturbate?"
"No." I hastily typed back. "I wanted to though. You're making this extremely HARD for me." I hoped she noticed the double meaning in my last sentence.
"Poor Baby. I appreciate your honesty. Maybe we should do something about that."
When I read her message I was so excited. "Can we please? Will you allow me some relief?" I felt my heartbeat quicken as I waited for her reply.
I think my heart stopped when I opened her last message. "Maybe... Go open your office door."
Fuck. As soon as I open the door everyone will be able to see my massive erection. Shit. This realization did little to deflate my hard-on. In fact it made me painfully harder. I debated for about 2 minutes on what I should do. My next incoming message decided my next course of action.
"I'm waiting."
I got up from my desk and walked to the door. I took a deep breath and opened it. I was greeted by Bella standing on the other side of it dressed in a black trench coat belted at the waist and heels. Her ensemble would barely cause anyone to look twice with the way our Seattle weather was. She put her hand on my chest and pushed me back into the office. Once we were far enough inside she grabbed me by the tie before turning back and closing the door.
She yanked my tie down hard so that I had to bow down towards her. Then she ravished me with her lips. She kissed me hard with passionate kisses, softly biting my lips before making a silent demand with her tongue for entrance into my mouth. Her tongue danced with mine as she explored my mouth before pulling away.
"Wow." I whispered.
With playful desire in her eyes she asked, "Did I give you permission to talk?"
I shook my head no.
She smiled at my silence. "You better follow my instructions, my pet, or you will be punished for your misbehavior. I'm going to use your tie to restrain your hands, behind your back, after you take all of your clothes off. You will follow all of my instructions and you are to not make a sound unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?"
"I understand, Mistress." I answered as soon as she released my tie. I kicked off my shoes and started to undress. While I did, she removed her trench coat as well, and laid it on the arm of the sofa that graced my office. She was absolutely naked underneath except for a garter that held up her black seamed nylons, heels and a slip of lace that could barely constitute a bra.
"Good boy." She praised me as I folded my clothes in the guest chair opposite my desk. She grabbed my tie from off the top of the neat stack and used it to do exactly as she said she would. She patted me on the ass before circling around me, touching and groping me everywhere except where I needed her the most.
All I could do was stand there and wait.
After standing there, for ten minutes, on display, she finally ordered, "Come to me. I want you to open your mouth and suck my nipples until I tell you to stop. I want you to suck them hard, like this might be the last time you get the opportunity to touch them. Yesssss!!" She hissed when I commenced doing what she ordered. "Bite them, yes, just like that. MMMMmmm that feels so good."
She moaned as I slathered over her breasts. I sucked on them until they were practically glistening with my salvia. I sucked and pulled on her nipples until they were hard and swollen. The cool air coupled with my attention cause them to stand at full attention.
When she had enough, she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me upwards. She used her breasts to rub up and down my chest, and it was an immediate turn on. She rubbed her nipples against my own and they tightened as stiff as hers. She continued to wriggle her breasts down my torso until she was kneeling in front of my hard cock. She placed it between her breasts until they were encased between the two satiny pillows.
"Fuck them," she ordered and I complied with her request. It felt like heaven. Eight strokes into it she suddenly pulled away.
My dick slapped against my belly and mentally I groaned at the lost of sensation.
Then I felt her delicate hands stroke my dick.
I squeezed my eyes shut. My mind, now frantic, tried to think of anything cold, to keep from cumming in her hands.
The frozen tundra, 35 below zero, ice, snow on the balls.
Unexpectedly, I felt her warm wet mouth sucking just the head of my dick and it felt so good I couldn't hold back a moan of ecstasy.
Immediately she stopped and grasped my balls. She squeezed them almost to the point of pain. "Did I say you could moan?"
"No, Mistress." I winced and whispered through clenched teeth; thankful that my eyes were still closed, so that she could not see the fear in them. I was truly scared of how I would react if she chose to squeeze harder.
"Do you want this?" She asked and I was unsure of how to answer.
"Um. Not unless it pleases you Mistress."
"I am feeling especially benevolent today. So I think it will please me." She sucked me back into her mouth and I willed myself not to buck into her face as she resumed sucking just the head.
My knees began to shake, because I didn't know if I could hold out much longer. I had to speak.
"Forgive me. Please do not punish me, Mistress. But, may I please come now? I can't take much more. Please?" I begged in earnest.
"You won't be punished this time." She pardoned me. "But no, not yet." Without warning she deep throated me. I almost keeled over from the force of her suction. She sucked me down her throat harder and further than we have ever experimented before.
Shit!! How am I going to keep from cumming, if she keeps this up?
My entire body began to shiver in need of release. "Please," I whispered.
She let my dick slide out of her mouth. "No, you will not come. "Does this make you feel like I'm in control?" she asked, as she lightly touched and ran her fingernails over the length of my dick and surface of my balls.
"Y-Yes, Mistress." I whimpered. I was hers and she could do anything she wanted to do with me. I secretly enjoyed being her toy. Her light strokes had me close to the brink.
"I will allow you to come, but you must pleasure me first." Happy for the reprieve, I was only too glad to comply.
She walked over to the sofa and laid down. "I want you to eat me."
I had never heard her talk like that before and I almost came right then. I turned my hands to her and wriggled my fingers.
"No. No hands." She shook her head. "I only want you to use your mouth."
I sat down awkwardly on the sofa and leaned forward until I basically fell into her pussy. I went to work leaving no part of her clean shaven pussy untouched. I used my teeth to suck the head of her clit out of its hiding place and worked her and it to the point of convulsion.
"Yes!!" She shrieked and I was rewarded with her first orgasm.
I parted her pussy with my tongue and let it roll up and down her creamy center. I slurped up her juices like she was a popsicle on a hot summer's day.
"Oh yes, fuck yes!!" She screamed. "Just like that… Ahhh! Yes!! Lick it!! Suck it!! Harder!! "
When I didn't think she could take much more, I thrust my tongue into her and she sat straight up on the couch. "Oh shit, that feels so good." She cried out as she came again.
As soon as she regained her composure, she tugged on my hair once more. "Now, it's time to fuck. Give me your hands." I slid off the couch so that I could crawl to her and she could untie my hands.
She rubbed my wrists gently. "I want you to pick me up and fuck me."
I picked her up from off of the couch. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Her pussy slick from her arousal, although tight, easily accommodated my dick. She began to bounce up and down on my dick like it was a pogo stick and I in turn tried to drill a hole straight through her pussy, attempting to fill every nook and cranny with my dick.
The feeling was euphoric and we were equally loud. She groaned as I grunted each time my dick slammed into her pussy. "I'm cumming, cum with me," she yelled and I willingly obliged. I slammed into her one last time tightly, holding her down on my dick, as the walls of her vagina quivered around me. My dick sprayed inside of her.
We were both struggling to breathe as we came down from our suspended wave of bliss. I pulled out of her and placed her back on her legs. She clung to me for a few moments before going back to the couch and sitting down near her coat.
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yes Mistress." I was spent. It seemed as if all of my fluids were used in that orgasm.
"I have a gift for you my pet. Will you wear it?"
Unsure of what it was, I answered, "Not unless it pleases you, Mistress."
"It will please me greatly. Come to me." She reached into the pocket of her trench. "I have something that will help you with your commitment to me."
Before I could think about her words she had my dick encased in some sort of steel dick cage.
What in the hell?
"Yes, I am pleased." she smiled and then she snapped closed the padlock.
"May I ask a question?"
"Sure my love." She smirked.
"Um, when does this come off?"
She stated matter-of-factly. "When I say it can."
"But… won't people see it?"
"Who should be looking at your crotch other than me? Get dressed."
I did as I was told.
"See," she tapped it lightly. "You can barely see it."
She stood and I assisted her with her coat.
"If you're a good boy, I'll take it off Saturday."
"But that means that I have to wear it to Dark Whisper."
"Um hmm," she nodded. "You won't need it off. Besides, you belong to me, including this." She rose up on her tippy toes and kissed me. "Pick me up Friday at seven, dress in unrestrictive clothing. Trust me, you'll thank me later."
***
I couldn't believe that I was actually anticipating this moment. I was scared and excited at the same time. I could barely focus on anything trying to figure out what was coming up for me tonight. And so I waited on my knees, patiently.
Mistress Rosalie, who was currently naked except for the six-inch stiletto boots that graced her shapely legs, busied herself preparing the scene that she had planned, while I waited quietly, along with the others, anticipating my punishment. I have to admit that I was fairly panic-stricken.
"If it gets to be too much, you will say paper, okay?"
My mind flew in a multitude of different directions at her request; all I could think to do was nod my head to acknowledge that I heard her. I had a bad feeling she was reminding me of my safe word because tonight was going to be brutal.
She had me to stand and then lean on my stomach. She situated me so that I was bent over at the waist at the end of a large, padded sawhorse type bench. My arms were cuffed to the front legs and my thighs were strapped to the rear legs of the bench.
Her words 'you were set up to fail, no man can resist my touch' kept repeating and replaying itself in my head.I knew that I would be the first man to prove her wrong. This would be the first and last time I would receive punishment as a result of her hand.
Mistress Rosalie quickly snapped me back to reality when she stepped back and delivered the first stinging blow to my right cheek. The "smack" resounded throughout my body. If I could move I would have surely been on my toes, but somehow I managed to remain quiet.
I was a jackass to list forty licks as the negotiated rate for not following the direction of my Dominant.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
She delivered the next four swats in rapid succession. I clenched my teeth to hold back all sounds of distress. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
I underestimated her. I tried unsuccessfully to move my ass out of her way.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
She popped me on my thighs, catching me completely off guard. I could stop myself from letting out a small girlish squeaks each time these were delivered.
The next swats, like the rest, stung unmercifully, setting my entire backside on fire. When she was done, she chafed over them a few times causing my body to heat and throb in low-grade pain. I silently hoped that this was then end of it.
I felt her gliding something leather covered across my ass, as she told me that the spanking was just a warm up to the real punishment. This caused a small whimper to escape and my body to shiver momentarily. I knew my ass was a fierce shade of red and it would only be getting worse.
She showed me her next instrument of pain, a rather large, flexible, strap-like paddle with the words 'Bad Boy' cut out of it. She made me count each time its stinging blow made contact with my ass. THAWK!
Fuck!
"Ow, ow, One. Thank you for punishing me Mistress," I said, biting my lip to keep from crying out more from the sudden pain she gave me. THAWK!
Shit!!
"Ow, Ow, Ow, Two. Thank you for punishing me Mistress," I yelled as the paddle fell upon my ass again. THAWK!
Son of a Bitch!!!
"Three. Thank you Mistress." I thought my ass hurt before from her spanking; but now my ass was really beginning to sting in every place the paddle had struck. It was all I could do to keep myself from making a more embarrassing noise as the next blow rained down on my ass. THAWK! I started panting heavily and tears sprang to my eyes because now my ass truly felt like molten lava was falling onto my bare flesh.
I was too busy trying to keep the tears from falling from my eyes, while maintaining the correct number of blows Mistress Rosalie delivered to my ass, before I noticed Carlisle standing in front of me. The next thing I know I could feel Carlisle's thick cock plunging into its depths of my open mouth. I was ordered to use my tongue for extra stimulation. It was painful; but strangely erotic as I couldn't control his thrusts; each time I started to gag, Carlisle would back off; but the process never stopped. It repeated, over and over. And, I knew that the end result would be a mouth of cum.
"Keep sucking, cumslut!" she yelled. "I won't stop whipping your ass until Carlisle cums in your mouth! And, don't you dare spill a drop, or I will beat you until you bleed!" My ass was really smoldering now. She was timing her blows to coincide with his cock's arrival at the back of my throat. My reaction to the paddle hitting my ass helped propel his cock out of my mouth. This alleviated the gag reflex somewhat; but then he would shove his dick back into my mouth, and she would smack my ass. I squeezed my eyes shut; not sure if I wanted this assault to stop. I sealed my lips around him, out of fear, not wanting to be punished by him as well.
In and out, THAWK, THAWK, THAWK, THAWK. My mouth and jaw muscles were becoming sore and my ass sorer. THAWK, push, THAWK, push was the rhythm we had going. Mistress Rosalie grunted each time she swung, really putting her whole body into each blow.
Suddenly, Carlisle grabbed the back of my head. "Swallow it all, you dirty boy!" he ordered. "Swallow all of my cum." Suddenly his big cock swelled, completely filling my mouth. His cock was now pushing against the back of my throat. I wanted to gag. But, he would not let up the pressure. Then it happened. A sudden blast of sweet substance filled the back of my throat. I had no choice but to swallow or choke. He was holding the back of my head, so I could not pull it away from the flow of his cum. There was no air gap between his cock and my lips. It was either swallow or die, and, I had lived through too much to die. I quickly began to drink it up.
I heaved a sigh of relief as I knew my punishment was now over, but Mistress Rosalie leaned over and whispered something differently.
Suddenly, a cold substance was applied to my asshole. Then, Rosalie stuck a finger into my opening, then two. Next, I could feel what I knew was Rosalie's strap-on prodding at the opening of my ass opening. Slowly, it began to enter.
Muthafrigging-ow, it hurt. Thankfully my hands were in the position I needed to pray to any deity that would make this end. I tried to struggle but the restraints prevented me from doing so. I gasped as the widest part stretched me painfully. My eyes closed to keep the sweat from rolling into them. I clenched my teeth tightly and I groaned behind them.
Relax! Relax! Relax! Relax! Relax! I chanted and motivated my body to do so.
Rosalie grabbed my hips and pushed a little harder and my sphincter mercifully relaxed and the thick dildo pushed further into my ass.
I could feel Rosalie leaning forward, bending over to whisper into my ear. "Prepare yourself for a real ass fucking."
She began to fuck me hard and fast. My moaning undertook a new tone; it was deeper, more animalistic. She didn't let up; she kept fucking me harder and faster. I was completely helpless to stop what she was doing.
"You've been a bad boy. Take your punishment you cock-sucking whore." She screamed as she slammed her hips into my ass.
She hammered the massive cock deeper and deeper into me. My cries subsided to whimpers; my body was now open to receiving, no, demanding anything and everything she had to offer. My mind just shut off, and my body took on a life of its own; had it not been restrained I would have tried to push back, to feel more.
She grabbed my hair and pulled and I rejoiced in the sensation. "Your ass is MINE!" I shivered as my balls tightened. I wanted to cum so badly but the fucking cage prevented me from doing so.
She must have been reading my mind, "I know you wish you could cum don't you. Answer me."
"Yes, Mistress," I hoped the blue balls that I would inevitably suffer from would not last longer than the burning in my ass. I almost started freaking out just thinking about it.
Then she pulled out of me slowly, inflicting additional torment and agony to my unfortunate asshole. Once again, she stopped when the widest part was at my anus stretching it to the limit. Finally she pulled all the way out. I thought for sure she was going to inflict more punishment.
Thankfully she told me it was over and I had to thank her for having compassion on me.
She helped me off of the bench and assisted me to a comfortable massage table. She stated the obvious and told me that I was going to be sore; while she rubbed ointment on my inflamed skin, tenderly checking for any damage. She proceeded to knead and rub my body into a lethargic state so that none of my muscles were aching. I couldn't help but smile when she praised me.
Hell I was proud of me. I didn't even think to use my safe word.
She left me alone on the table for a few moments, and I didn't care, my ass was still too sore and the rest of my body was too relaxed to move. Upon her return, she handed me a bottle of water and told me to drink it. Not wanting to disobey her, I rose up on one elbow and did as she asked.
Watching me intently, she tilted her head to the side. "It's all about control. Next time, I won't go so easy on you." She said with a smirk on her face that wasn't quite a smile; but yet, wasn't exactly a frown either.
Fuck!! If that was easy I am definitely doing everything they require of me so that I wouldn't have to know what she considers hard!!
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