Disclaimer: This story contains graphic BDsM scenes. It is intended for Mature Audiences, reader discretion is advised.
A/N: You guys surprised me. I didn't realize you could care less about how Edward got his cock cage. Go figure. ;-D MUAH
Anyhoo...
Yes, Alice's punishment is the next chapter after this one. Stop cheering.
**All Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, story adopted with permission from Danie-SweeterThanSour
Em POV
When Mistress Bella approached me I was on my knees in an appropriate stance of submission. Kneeling, in the spot designated by Master Carlisle on the far right side of the room, with my knees a couple of feet apart, my feet behind me touching, my hands clasped on my ankles.
I could hear her move across the room towards me at an agonizing slow pace. It was torture not being able to look up. When she drew close enough to touch me, she placed her riding crop under my chin to raise my head so that she could look into my eyes. " Hmm… Emmett is it? You have been a very naughty boy."
I used this moment to take her all in. She stood in from of me, sensuously clad in all black. Her thigh high boots, corset, and leather mini skirt, exuded both beauty and power.
Nice.
She grabbed a handful of my hair and forced my head down. Afterwards she told me to lick her boots. I made long sweeping motions with my tongue; pretending that I was licking her skin. After applying a thin coating of saliva to her boots, she dropped two set of cuffs before me. "Put these on."
While I was doing so she asked. "So, you lost control when another man sucked your dick? How did that make you feel?"
Embarrassed by her choice of words my face burned red. Honestly, I wasn't sure how I felt.
It was heaven and hell at the same time.
***
All I wanted to know is was what Rose did when she wasn't with me. A simple explanation would have sufficed. Nothing really prepared me for what was supposed to be my birthday present.
Rose picked me up in a limousine. She was tightlipped about what the night would bring. She wouldn't even tell me where we were going. I was blindfolded on the way to the mystery spot and it felt nice letting her take control and not having to make decisions.
"You really want to know what I do?"
"Yea Rose, I do."
She grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes, unfaltering. "Tonight I am going to show you a glimpse into my world when I am not at work or with you. You have to keep an open mind. You cannot be judgmental. Tonight, we are going to explore another…" she paused trying to figure out the right word or words to use. "…another way of giving you pleasure and living out the dark baser sides of your sexual desires."
What the fuck does that mean?
"When you get there you're not allowed to talk to anyone or ask questions; you kneel by my side and do whatever I tell you to do. When it is over, we'll talk about everything later at home. Okay?"
"Fine," I quietly agreed.
She took the blindfold off when we reached our destination. I had no idea where we were.
"Remember, no talking." She reminded me.
She knocked on the door of a nondescript building. A door with a slot built into it opened; reminding me of a speakeasy from an earlier era.
Words were exchanged between my Rosie and the answerer of the knock. I could tell that she was getting agitated by her body language and I was about to step in when the door opened.
Two golden haired males greeted us.
I didn't know why I hadn't noticed what Rose was wearing before; maybe because I was blindfolded, but when she exposed her short mesh see-through dress, I released a low wolf whistle. Rose smiled at the unspoken compliment. When she said she had what I would be wearing; I tried to figure out what it could be that fitted in the small bag that she was holding.
I found out that it was a Tarzan-like loin cloth.
I knelt and waited next to Rosalie in the great room while another couple, a brunette and a wild-haired male) entered and took their place, soon thereafter one of the two golden hair males entered the room where a petite raven haired female later knelt next to him.
One of the golden haired males introduced himself as Master Carlisle and I later found the other blonde male was Jasper. The brunette was Bella, her partner was Edward and the small cute one was named Alice.
7 weeks of sex. Not a bad birthday present. 5 other people in the room 3 women that I could potentially play with and who do I get paired up with…
I was thrilled and disappointed to be paired with Jasper. I was going through an internal conflict on how good he made me feel. Japer's talented tongue swirled over my cock before he took my cock into his mouth and began to suckle. Having his lips wrapped around me instead of Rose was like the difference between night and day.
I think I almost came the first time he flicked the tip of his tongue like a snake against the underside of my dick. I wanted to thrust into his mouth with raw animalistic power when he lip sucked just the head.
I couldn't have asked for more. This feeling was so new and I craved this moment now that it was happening. Jasper opened his mouth wide and took me in deeper. The immense bliss I felt was unbelievable. I forgot everything except that feeling and moaned. My dick reached the back of his throat and he continued sucking me down. He didn't even gag. I began to thrust my hips forward and push my dick down his throat further. I could feel the saliva pool around me enveloping in its warmth.
The paradox of emotions scared me, especially when I felt his nimble fingers stroking my ass. I lost tempo each time he got close to my bud. The anticipation of what he would do next was agonizing. It was like I wanted something but I didn't know what I wanted or if I wanted him to be the one to do it; all I knew is that I wouldn't stop it from happening.
My hands felt alongside his ears, my fingers, by their own accord, laced together behind his head as I literally fucked his throat. Jasper was unrelenting, licking and sucking my cock from tip to base, lifting my balls up with his fingers and sucking them into his mouth. Each lick, kiss and suck had one focus: to make me cum and dag-nab-it if he wasn't succeeding in his efforts. My breathing became shallow as I felt my dick swell and balls tightened.
Hearing and seeing Mistress Bella and Alice getting off on the other side of the room provided the stimulus I needed to get to the edge of my impending nut. Master Jasper's finger pushing into my virgin ass was the motivation I needed to fall completely over.
He held a vacuum like seal around me and I exploded in his mouth. I came so hard that I saw starbursts behind my closed eyes. When I could cum no more he stopped sucking and withdrew his wet mouth from my cock. It felt so fucking good that my knees buckled and I think I momentarily blacked out from the experience.
***
Bella snapped her fingers breaking me out of my trance. "Stand up hands in front of you." Her voice was dark and heady, I did not hesitate, I stood up quickly and did as she ordered.
"Right here, right now there is only you and me." As she spoke, she checked to see if the restraints were properly fastened around my extremities. She first cuffed my wrists together and then secured them to a chain that that hung from the ceiling. She latched my leather ankle cuffs to metal loops that were bolted to the floor approximately two feet apart. She went behind me and did something that caused the chain attached to my wrists to ascend until I was pulled so taut that I could only stand on the balls of my feet. She walked away and the only things I could hear were the punishments of the other subs in the room.
I clenched my hands tightly about the chains that held my arms above my head. Each moment I had to wait only made me tense up further. I fought against the urge to call out to Mistress Bella not wanting to raise her ire. I had no idea how long she left me waiting for her return. Sweat poured off of me from nervous expectation. A cold breeze blew down, teasing my skin, forcing a shiver from my body. I shifted my weight as best I could, however it was almost impossible to find a position that would ease my discomfort.
I quickly realized that in this position, Bella easily had access to every part of my body. I looked upward at my wrists and the cuffs that bound me to it. I suppose I should have been frightened but I wasn't. I was getting turned on and wondered what Mistress Bella had in store for me.
When she finally came back I grinned inanely at her, happy to have her back in front of me.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" She tapped the crop lightly against my dick.
I couldn't help the condescending tone of my smart ass comment, "My dick, Mistress."
She laughed. "Is that what you call it? A dick? It looks more like a maggot."
Hurt, her snarky remark caused both my ego and my dick to deflate.
"I guess it will have to do for now. Perhaps it will grow before your punishment is over."
"Yes Mistress."
Moving her hand with lightening speed she used the crop to slap me hard across my face, SMACK! "Did I ask you a question?"
I was dazed from the stinging blow. "No, Mistress,"
Why in the hell is everyone hitting me today? First Carlisle now Bella.
"I see your little maggot is squirming; you must enjoy being slapped around." She had scarcely provided me a chance to recover before she backhanded me with the riding crop on the other side of my face. The bite from this lash caused my eye to tear up and my dick to twitch.
"I can't have you coming from your punishment now can I? There's a number of ways I can prevent it, but I think I have just the thing for you." She went to a stand that was nearby. When she came back she held up a thick rubberized band.
Cock ring.
Bella placed the cock ring on over the head of my dick and stretched it with her finger, moving it down to the base. Once it was locked into place she smiled, "There."
I knew that no matter what she did I would be unable to cum until she let me.
Standing in front of me she asked, "You deserve to be punished don't you?"
I nodded my head. I heard the crop swish before connecting with my face.
"I asked you a question." She then slid the crop down my bare chest.
"Yes Mistress." I visibly shivered from her touch, my heart pounded wildly.
"You think this is all fun and games don't you? I have something for bad boys who don't do as they are told. I guarantee you will remember to follow directions the next time." She went back to the table and came back and stood in front of me.
She spoke softly in my ear. "You will count each stroke of the paddle. When you are ready for the next, you will ask for it. You will not make me wait too long before I deliver the next hit or it will be worse. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress," I nodded, trembling.
She walked behind me. All of a sudden I felt her spray cold water onto my backside. The first slap of the paddle had me gasping at its intensity. It was like lightning. The stinging on my ass was intense, like nothing I'd ever felt before.
Hot Holy Damn!! She must work out.
"One, Mistress." I hissed. "May I have another?"
Whoosh. Kapow!
"My, my, how nicely you pink up." She chuckled.
I could hear her swings, before the paddle actually made contact, causing me to struggle against my restraints. Whoosh. Kapow! "Seven, Mistress." Fuck!! "May I have another?" Tears of pain and fury, from her making me cry, were streaming down my face as I said the words.
My ass was on fire, and I couldn't stop squirming or trying to move forward with each descent of the paddle. These efforts were futile since I was unable to move more than a fraction of an inch. My arms felt like they were being torn from their sockets with each hit. She frequently stopped between hits, and gave me brief reprieves, only to spray my backside down with more water and resume the stinging blows.
Whoosh. Kapow!
"Twenty, Mistress." Please make this is the last one!! "May I have another?" I had tears in my eyes yet I was determined to keep it together.
"No, I think that is enough." She let the paddle clamor to the table.
She walked in front of me and used her thumbs to wipe the wetness away from my face. "Sh- Shush. You did well. Remember, you deserved to be punished, right? You may answer me."
"Yes Mistress Bella, I deserve to be punished," I croaked.
Bella leaned in to kiss my neck. Sliding her hand down my side she used her nails to scratch me until she I could feel fingertips brushing over my cock. I groaned quietly, looking down at her with insistent eyes.
She continued to kiss my neck, I moaned softly as her hand closed over my hard cock and she began to stroke me gently, making me hard in her hand. Placing her thigh between my legs, she stepped between my legs, slid her hand behind me and pulled me hard against her, her lips moving to my ear. Taking my earlobe between her teeth, she sucked and nibbled it before biting down just hard enough to let me know she could do damage.
I shivered at the veiled threat. I felt her tongue dart into my ear and I flinched at the contact. Then she bit me again. I screamed; the biting being painfully erotic. I whimpered at the feel of her hot mouth against my ear. I closed my eyes during this sumptuous assault.
She kissed a trail from my ear to my jaw to my lips. Without warned she grabbed me by the ears and pulled my head down to hers and kissed me hard on the lips. Instinctively, I wanted to slide my arms around her and pull her flush against me; but the wrists cuffs, regrettably, restrained me from doing so.
As if knowing my thoughts, Bella broke our kiss and shook her head. "You don't deserve to touch me, maggot." She spoke softly; her breath warm against my ear. I clenched my fists; to be denied the ability to touch her was torture and punishment in itself.
She continued trail kisses along my jaw line and down my neck and chest until she reached my nipple. She smiled at my sharp intake of breath. I growled as she took my nipple into her mouth and sunk her teeth into the flesh surrounding it, leaving a deep dark red imprint of her teeth. The imprint created a tingling soreness that made both my nipple and dick hard. She ran her hands down my chest. With all ten fingernails, she pressed them into my flesh and her nails drew angry red lines in the shape of the letter 'S' down my body, from my pecs to stomach. The pain from the welts, mixed with the sweat, was excruciating.
Her hands moved down below my erect dick and caressed my balls. Then, her fingers wrapped around the base of my scrotum, and she pulled down, gripping them to the point of pain.
There was definitely something erotic about Bella observing my pleasure and pain working against each other within me.
"Please mistress," I whimpered; my voice shaky as she continued to taunt me. "Please D... Don't do this, please."
"Who are you to make demands? You are in no position to demand anything, except mercy. In matter of fact, who the fuck said you could talk?" She tugged forcefully on my balls, which caused me to rise up on my toes.
"Ungh," I moaned in pain.
"You don't learn do you, maggot? I think you need to be punished more." While yelling at me she ambled to the table and back. "This is what I'm going to punish you with," She held a thin leather strap. "You will receive twenty strokes and if you utter nary a sound, twenty more will be added."
She began to whip me firmly everywhere between my stomach and thighs. Long thin red welts start to rise.
For someone so petite she knew how to make it hurt!
I struggled to remain silent. The continuous burn of the strap was intense against my body, and it took an incredible effort of will to obey her. Screwing my eyes up tight, I dug my teeth into my bottom lip so hard that they drew blood. I managed to ride out twelve fierce strikes, without uttering a sound, before I screamed out.
"Twenty more." She repeated the succession of lashes until my screams turned to sobbing whimpers, and from whimpers I fell silent, gasping in my restraints. She whipped me until my skin turned red from the maltreatment. Several times, purposely I think Bella's strap missed it's intended mark and battered my cock. Momentarily, it shrunk before gradually beginning to grow again and became a welt covered stiffened rod.
This did not go unnoticed by either of us. "Look at you," she pointed and said in a condescending tone. "You are enjoying this, might as well give you more of what you want."
She renewed her attentiveness on my cock while I grimaced and writhed at the pain. But surprisingly my erection remained solid. She dropped the strap and reached down and grabbed me firmly; I flinched at the contact. She started pumping my dick roughly until I thought I would erupt. Then she stopped, keeping her hand on me. Bella smiled. "You like this?"
"Yes, yes, Mi.. Mistress," I stuttered, letting out a low moan as pleasure flowed through my body. "I...I'm going to cum"
"Oh you are?" she chuckled. "Try it."
My body shuddering from the effort, knowing I could not get relief without her permission and the removal of the cock ring. "Please, p... puh... please, let me cum."
Bella looked at me trembling. Without emotion she simply gave her response. "No."
I moaned loudly when Bella said no to my request to cum. My body wanted it so badly. I was relieved when she removed her hand from my cock, but, this did not lessen the need to cum. I knew that she could see my desire burning deep in my eyes and I wasn't sure that I liked what I saw in response in her own eyes. She let her eyes travel slowly down my body to my hard cock which was now glistening with sweat and now burned both with pain and desire at the same time.
She resumed stroking me slow. She applied just enough pressure to keep me hard but not enough for me to cum. I pulled wildly against the restraints, trying to move away from her slow sensual torture of my body.
Looking up at me she asked, "What are you thinking?"
I moaned loudly, my dick throbbing in her hand. "Mistress, I'm th.. thinking that I n...need to cum, badly. P...please." I didn't recognize my own voice as it came out like a high pitched whine; my hips tried to thrust in rhythm with her hand. Bella looked me straight into the eye, her hand moving faster on my cock and shook her head no.
"W... why.. are you d...doing this Mis... Mistress," I whined, my words broken by my heavy breathing and moans.
"Because," she said softly, running her fingers up my cock and fondling my sack, which elicited a strangled moan from my lips, "You disobeyed an order and you need to be punished."
"I am s...s...so s..sorry, just, please, please, please stop!" I implored as I felt my legs fail and my my full weight pulled on my hands. I'm sorry," I whimpered, my moans becoming more desperate. "I won't d... do it again; I promise I'll t..t…try harder . Just l...let me cum."
Bella smiled cruelly and shook her head again. "I run this." Her soft hands on my cock wrapped around the shaft and squeezed tightly. I bucked as much as I could into her, my moans were loud and clear, mixed with whimpers at the knowledge that I couldn't cum with the cock ring on, but could only feel the other effects from the orgasm.
Fuck!!
"Mistress," I cried out in frustration from not being able to cum, my head hanging heavily on my chest. "I n...need to cum so badly. Please take the cock ring off and let me cum. Please." Bella ignored me again and my cock throbbed with need.
I continued to squirm and moan and beg and plead for release. Giving myself up to the pleasure she was giving me.
"You want to come?"
"Yes."
"Open your eyes."
I opened them to see Bella holding my cock at an angle where it was pointing directly at my face. She was stroking me up and down keeping me on the edge.
"Keep your head down, your eyes closed and your mouth open." She rolled off her list of demands.
"Wider… that's better, okay I am going to remove this and in your own time you can cum" she took off the cock ring and recommenced her movements again; my cock growing and throbbing in her hand as my breath became ragged.
I was quite close to the edge but the thought of ejaculating into my mouth put me off a little.
Bella knew what I was thinking. "There's no escaping the inevitable. How many strokes do you think it will take you before you shoot out your creamy center?"
"One." Her hand slid down my cock and twisted.
"Two." I heard movement but her strokes did not stop.
"Three." I felt her tongue flick across the opening of my dick and my eyes flew open. She played dirty.
"Four." I felt the pressure start low in my balls, the sac tightening in preparation of an intense climax and then it happened.
Oh no. I was cumming. I felt my ejaculation surge through me like a freight train and saw it coming straight into my open mouth.
Bella saw me tense up and merely said "Open wide." A huge spurt hit its mark perfectly in my mouth.
"Close."
Subsequent spurts of cum splashed my mouth and nose and ran down my chin on to my chest, and then dripped onto the floor. I cringed at the taste of my cum in my mouth. The taste wasn't unpleasant but the fact that it was mine didn't help. I knew what she wanted before she had a chance to say it.
"Swallow."
I tried to keep from gagging as I did what I was told. Bella moved her hand up to my face and coated her fingers in the cum that was now dripping off.
"Lick it off," Bella put her fingers in my mouth for me to suck clean.
"A punishment is intended to hurt, but can also be humiliating." she said with a soft shrug of her shoulder. "You do realize that for your punishment I let you off very easy. The next mouthful of cum you'll taste and swallow will not be your own."
Too exhausted to care anymore, I nodded my head, "Yes Mistress."
The punishment over, Bella went back around me and lowered the chain holding my arms above me. I fell into her and she pushed me back into the waiting arms of Carlisle. He lowered me down to the ground so that I could sit upright. I winced at putting pressure on my still tender flesh; but happy to no longer be standing on my weakened legs. Bella knelt before me and removed the cuffs from my wrists. She slowly rubbed life back into my arms and shoulders before massaging down them to my wrists. She stroked and pulled each finger ensuring that the blood was still circulating through them before kneeling in front of me to unhook the cuffs on my ankles and doing the same with them. She tended to every inch of my body and then wrapped me in a warm blanket.
"Simple lack of control," she said. "You will have to do a lot better than that in the weeks ahead."
Make me happy.