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The following story is a work of fiction. It contains
sexual themes and descriptions. It includes Transgender
themes and depictions of Bondage, Domination and
Submission. It is meant purely for entertainment and no
endorsement or condemnation of the subjects is implied or
intended. IF YOU ARE BOTHERED, REPULSED OR OTHERWISE
OFFENDED BY THIS SUBJECT MATTER DO NOT READ THIS STORY.
Anna's Playtime
A short story
By Bootlover
I stood there, cuffed to the ceiling, naked, my body
completely hairless and my cock standing out so hard it
hurt. Meanwhile this absolute vision of blonde hair, smooth
skin and black leather was so near to me and yet so
unattainable. I think that one touch of her, any part of
her, directly on my cock would had sent gallons (yeah, I
said gallons and I meant gallons) of cum erupting from me.
But, it was not meant to be.
Anna walked slowly back and forth in front of me, not
pacing, not really strutting but moving fluidly like a
lioness moves. Muscles rippling, smooth skin showing the
flex and relaxation of her thighs, her arms, her shoulders.
And that big black dildo ominously protruding from her
crotch, swaying and bobbing with each step. Even the way
her corset seemed to ride from side to side on her rolling
hips with each stride was arousing, animalistic and
dangerous. And the sound, those spike boot heels clicking
loudly on the concrete floor with each step. The click -
click - click was almost mesmerizing. If I had lusted after
her back in the office I was now truly enraptured with her.
I had not noticed before, but as she walked Anna was
spinning her crop around the index finger of her right hand
by the loop attached to the handle. I noticed it as she
stopped her walking right in front of me and turned to face
me. Lie a propeller it was spinning around and around,
making a faint wooove, wooove, wooove sound as it cut
through the air. Without thinking I took visual inventory
of this statuesque woman in front of me. Her six foot frame
perched upon the 5" heels made her so tall, easily taller
than me. The power in her body was evident at every point -
thighs, backside, and arms but while she was clearly
muscular, she was not "ripped". The flow of her body from
the power of her thighs through her hips to her small, but
not skinny, waist up to her large, luscious boobs was just
fabulous. Topped by her beautiful face that had more of a
model's glamour look than the fresh faced "girl next door",
Anna was a truly amazing example of the female of the
species. As my ocular inventory reached her face it was
clear that she was intently watching me. "Have you had a
good look, Lassie?" she asked. Her voice was quiet,
controlled and dangerous. Clearly she was not thrilled to
be appraised like some piece of art, or worse, some side of
beef.
I did not answer, I just averted my eyes from her stare by
looking at her gleaming black boots. Unfortunately for me,
my leather and my boot fetishes were fed by the sight of
her right foot extended, heel on the floor and toe raised
in the air as her leg jutted out to the side. Her left
foot, toe flat on the floor, point right at me. Thoughts of
how good those boots would feel, wrapped around me, under
my tongue or over my shoulders filled my head and, if
possible, increased the ache in my cock. Without ever
stopping the twirling crop her left hand darted out and the
gloved palm smacked the head of my cock. I was so stunned
at the speed and accuracy of her action that I did not feel
any pain for some time. Then the head of my prick began to
feel warm and then almost hot. "The only hard cock I like
around me is this one" Anna sneered as she caressed and
stroked that false dick between her thighs. The sight of
the supple leather glove fondling that dildo made me even
more aroused and my cock never came close to losing it's
tumescence. I could only imagine those long, leather
encased fingers playing along my shaft and swollen knob. I
saw her move this time, but not soon enough that I had time
to react. The spinning crop moved forward and on one
revolution, as it moved from the 6 o'clock position to 2
o'clock, caught my cock in the soft flesh beneath the head,
where my circumcised flesh was pulled back from the rim.
This hurt. I yelped in pain and my cock shriveled quite
quickly. My enticer now seemed pleased with the reaction
and pain she observed in me. Her sneer became more of a
smile and I was growing more concerned that what I had
hoped might be a rambunctious sexual escapade, had expected
might be an interesting exploration of BDSM might now turn
into a painful session of indulging Anna's whims. I was in
no position to fight it, captive as I was and hanging (from
both my wrists and my groin) in front of her.
"I can see that a revelation has occurred to you, it's
written all over your face." She laughed. "I do so enjoy
that moment when one of my pets suddenly realizes that this
isn't about him or her, this is about me."
"Stand straight" she commanded, "eyes looking forward at
that wall." Her heels began to click as she began to walk
again. Only this time she wasn't walking back and forth,
she began to circle around me. Doing as I was told, looking
straight ahead, allowed Anna to disappear from my
peripheral view as she moved behind me, and then, in a
moment, or more appropriately, three heel clicks, she
reappeared on my other side. The crop began to whir again
as she twirled and walked and clicked. I tried so hard but
my cock had a mind of it's own and began to swell again.
Just the sound of those clicking heels made my mind go
wild. As she walked in front of me Anna trailed her fingers
across my chest, lightly teasing my nipples as they ghosted
by. My nipples jumped to attention and my cock grew to full
size as she passed behind me. With no warning the flat,
leather tip of the crop smacked my right butt cheek sharply
and then, a second later my left cheek was stung. I
imagined her right hand swinging the crop in a descending
blow to my ass and then hitting the left side in a backhand
motion, no effort wasted. Despite the extraordinary image
in my mind of this blonde in black leather wielding her
weapon the pain was more than my cock could stand and it
deflated rapidly.
"OOOhhh, big strong man can't take two little hits from a
weak little girl" she teased, the sarcasm dripping from her
mouth. Anna was anything but a weak little girl, and even
though I had not seen her hit me I knew the blows I had
received were far from full strength. While passing in
front of me again Anna stopped, turned away from me and
bent at the waist, reaching to the floor and then smoothing
the leather of her boots around her ankles. I had the view
of a perfect ass, two firm, full, globes separated by the
leather strap of the dildo harness and two swelling hips. I
could not help myself. In spite of the lingering sting in
my cheeks, Mr. one eyed, purple helmet was growing again.
Anna straightened and the heel clicks began again. Her hand
moved to my chest. The leather felt wonderful against my
newly smoothed skin and she gently caressed me but didn't
touch my nipples, making them ache for her. Then, in an
instant she held my left nipple between her finger and
thumb, pinched tightly and then slowly pulled it away from
my body, twisting it as she did so. I felt as if she were
ripping the nubbin from my body. I said nothing but the
burning and pain grew in intensity. "Does it hurt Lassie?"
she cooed. "Yes Anna" I croaked.
"Let me try and take your mind off this nipple" she said
and with that the crop struck my thigh. I knew this would
raise a welt it hurt so much. And then my nipple was loosed
from her grip. Again the metronomic click, click, click of
her heels began as she circled me again. My nipple was on
fire, my thigh hurt and my ass still smarted. Without
warning another blow from the crop landed on my other
thigh. I could only assume that my other nipple was due for
assault very soon. But instead she walked away from me. As
sad as I was to see her spectacular form glide away from me
I welcomed the respite. Anna went to her closet and then
quickly returned, in her hand she held an alligator clip.
As I suspected my other nipple was in for it's share of
attention. But I was wrong! Moving swiftly Anna attached
the clip to my already tortured left nipple. The teeth bit
into my raw and blood engorged nipple and made me cry out.
"Poor baby" she soothed. And then I felt exquisite
pleasure. Her glorious gloved hand was cradling and
fondling my balls. It felt so good I forgot all the pain.
Just as my member was beginning to respond to Anna's gentle
manipulations she quickly closed her fist around my two
balls and squeezed. She hissed in my ear "I've never
actually squeezed so hard that I popped one or two of
these. I wonder if I could?"
I was dancing on my toes from the pain. Then they were free
and the sensation was at once one of overwhelming relief
combined with a nausea that I only experienced with the
worst of hangovers. Again the clicking of her heels. Now
she did not speak, only walked and lit into my ass with her
crop whenever she wanted. There was no rhythm to the blows
and I almost did not realize that she had stopped, both
hitting me and walking. "Would you like some water?" I
heard through the haze. I barely gasped a yes and weakly
nodded my head. Her heels moved away and then back to me. I
felt the cold water in a cup brought to my lips. As I began
to sip I felt the warm leather covering her projecting
breasts massaging my shoulder, arm and side. She felt warm,
the smell of the leather was intoxicating and she began to
tease my free nipple. With all of these sensations, and
concentrating on drinking the water it was a moment before
I felt one more thing. That dildo was prodding my groin!
Whatever reverie I was about to enter was shattered by the
reality of where I was and who I was with. As if reading my
thoughts Anna's teasing of my nipple turned serious and she
began the same pinching, twisting and tearing that had
nearly ruined my left nipple for life. I was totally messed
up by this woman. On the one hand her looks, the feel of
her tits, the smell of her leather and the kind way she was
offering me the water made me long for her. On the other
hand the pain she inflicted and was inflicting, the ominous
rubbing of her "cock" across my thigh and into my groin and
the power and attitude she possessed made me fear her.
"Well, I think we've had enough fun for one night, eh
Lassie?" she said letting my nipple snap back into it's
proper place and form. Never had any words sounded so good.
"Why don't we get you dressed?" She unclipped my cuffs and
let my arms fall to my side. "Over to the closet with you
and get back into your pretty things." Even putting on the
women's clothes would be a welcome relief from what I had
just been through.
"Stop" she barked. I froze. Now what am I in for? "I almost
forgot" she said, walking toward me. Amazingly the sound of
those heels still thrilled me. "This" she said as she
released the clamp from my nipple. The pain was close to
the worst of the night as the blood rushed back into my
tortured flesh point. "Now into your things Lassie." I half
walked, half stumbled over to the closet and began to pull
the items off the shelf. Reaching first for the corset I
heard Anna say "You won't need that tonight Lassie". I
turned and looked at her, one leg across the other at the
ankle as she leaned against the door frame, arms folded
across that big chest.
Blaze
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