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The synopsis
Joan and Michael have beenhaving a relationship for about three years.
Joan is very comfortable inthe lifestyle where Michael is in control, and he in turn relishes his power.Recently he has noticed that things are somewhat different, he feels that althoughJoan is still submissive to his wishes, she is actually 'topping from the bottom'.This, as my dear readers may know, is where the submissive actually controlsthe events by their behavior. Michael is determined to put an end to this,and return to the point where his wishes and desires were all that were needto have Joan fulfill them.
Joan, for her part may nothave even realized this was going on, but when she wanted to be punished shedecided to act poorly, forcing Michael to react and punish her, giving herwhat she wanted. When he wanted to punish her or use her for his desires, andshe was not ready, she gave excuses and that hesitation was what he startedto sense. His plan was to bring her back to understand his control was completeand her satisfaction and joy came from what he took from her, not what shetook.
The plan was elaborate, bringinginto it elements of surprise, sex, pain and acceptance.
In the end, things returnedto almost the original atmosphere, but better, and both Joan andMichael were once again happy
Part 1
Michael had a plan.
He told Joan that they would be going out to a club for drinks and therewould meet a friend of his.
Joan, by the way, is 5'5", about 135 lbs with full breastsand an ample ass. Her hair is dark and stylishly cut leaving her face exposed.Her strongest assets are her beauty and her smile. With a different body type,she could have been considered modeling material.
Michael let her choose her clothes and she selected a simple cocktail dresswith just enough cleavage to make sure that when people glanced at her, theywent back for seconds. Pumps, pantyhose and the ubiquitous black choker finishedher attire.
They arrived at the sedate club and stood at the bar sipping their drinks.Her eyes roamed constantly, scanning with her early warning system trying toguess who was the friend that Michael wanted her to meet.
As she was looking afar, she did not notice the slim man walk over to Michaelnor see them shake hands. "Joan", Michael called as she quickly turnedback to him, 'this is John'. She quickly eyed this short man, just barelyover her own height, looking like he spent a good deal of time in a gym. Shenoticed his short cropped grey hair and the tautness of his skin, giving hima somewhat ominous appearance.
"Hi" she said, as she extended her arm and commenced to go throughher long practiced procedure of trying to influence a man with her smile andher stunning features.
As he took her hand she felt he looked right past her and directlythrough her eyes. He did not say anything, just nodded and bowed his head slightly.
"Michael", she said, keeping her eyes on John, "I don't thinkyou ever mentioned John to me."
As Michael began to speak, she noticed that John's stare had not waivered.His pale blue eyes, set off by the grey hair made her anxious and she had troublefocusing on what Michael was saying. She picked up the words, 'trainer' 'changein attitude' and with the word 'whip-master', she realized he was talking abouther.
Part 2
Michael paid the bar bill, tookJoan's elbow and the three of them left. John led the way as they walked thetwo blocks to a nondescript loft building. The freight elevator opened on asmall hallway and John unlocked the door. They stepped into a spacious areaand Joan's eyes swept the space and made a mental note: it was decorated usingminimalist standards. Shiny steel tubing and canvas were the basic materials.
"This way," John saidand he led them to a corner area that seemed to have a room built into it.Another lock and the door swung open. John turned the light switch and spotscame on illuminating the center area. There, a slightly raised round stageheld a leather covered ottoman. Michael led Joan along and John motioned toa corner door, 'she can change in there'. Michael leaned into Joan's ear andsaid softy, leave everything inside, come out nude.
When the door opened, the mensaw Joan's body appear, nude but for her black choker. Certainly not overweight,but also not waif thin, her body was full of curves where curves were supposedto be. Joan, for her part, was not embarrassed. She had endured being nudein front of Michaels friends before, and knew that besides Michael liking thecontrol idea, he would protect her while she could flaunt her body.
She walked toward them, silentlybringing her heels down hard on the carpeting, knowing that this made the topsof her breasts jiggle. As she looked at the oversized ottoman, she saw thatbesides having straps hanging from it, it was not flush. There were cut outs anddepressions in the leather, 'at least', she thought, 'I will be comfortable'.
John took her arm and led herto a position next to the bench. He pushed on her shoulder and she droppedto her knees fitting them into padded grooves made for them.
Quickly he used the straps toget her thighs tight up against bench and secured her. She leaned over andher breasts found the cut outs as her belly was forced down. Morestraps secured her back and as a last procedure, he took her arms and theytoo were strapped down bent at the elbow in front of her. Her neck wasfree and she found she could either look around at what was in front of her,or put her head down on the bench. All of her weight was supported by her torso,held fast to the bench.
"One more little adjustment",she heard John say, as he walked around to the back. Her knees were restingin the padded grooves and he swiveled them slightly outward and securedthem in this position. She didn't understand why but then she heard amotor and the bench began to raise up and then tilt forward. She was securedand comfortable but now instead of looking forward, she was at a slight downwardangle.
She smiled as she realized thatthe slight maneuvering of her knees caused her ass to be spread wide, and nowin this new position, the men behind her had a very open view of all herassets. Michael came around and sat on a stool that placed his head nearhers.
"Joan, the old beltdoesn't work for me anymore, I am leaving your body bruised and frankly,you have gotten too used to it. I have asked John to find me a new instrumentto use to train and punish you. John has experience as both a whip makerand a whip-master, and he will use his skill to identify whichwill be the most effective device for you. He will use your ass like a canvas,trying out his various whips, crops, floggers, canes and God knows whateverelse he has. He knows what results I am looking for and when he getsthe desired results he will make me what is needed."
John then told Michael it wouldtake about 2 hours and that before he left, John had a favor to ask. "SureJohn, what is it"? John told Michael that he was enthralledby Joan's body and would Michael mind if he used her for his own pleasure?Michael frowned a little and said that Joan's ass was his personal area. Onlyhe had ever used it and did not want to spoil it. As for Joan's pussy, he feltthe same way and would really prefer if John did not violate it. John noddedand accepted the rules.
He then asked, 'What about hermouth"? Michael thought for a moment and said, "I don't have a problemwith that, but I know that Joan has never really found it pleasurable for her.This whole experience is going to be a lot for her to handle, and I think maybeI don't want her to have the additional pressure. Anyway, she is not so goodat it, and I have never been able to use her throat".
Michael, turned to leave andthen John asked "what if she asks for it'? "What do you mean"? "Imean, what if she asks me to use her mouth for my pleasure, would that be OK"?
Michael thought for a momentand realized that she would never give permission, and since John was doinghim a favor in all of this, he agreed. "Ok," he finally agreed, "if sheasks for you to use her mouth, it's fine with me".
"Be good baby", Michael called out to Joan as he left the room.
Part 3
John wheeled the long table that was at the side of the room behind her.He walked around opening closets and drawers taking various instruments outand placing them on the table. Joan could easily see some of them and she realizedevery one of them would soon be used on her ass. After a moment John announcedhe was ready. He told Joan that she should feel free to cry out as her reactionswould also enable him to gauge the effectiveness of each instrument.
John had divided up her ass into quadrants. He had note paper and he pickedup an unusually soft leather whip. Three times he let it fly onto her ass withvarious degrees of speed. He noted the reaction to the skin, her body and hervoice and recorded them in a sort of shorthand on his note paper.
He went through the full range of his tools, each time letting the instrumentbite her three times. He felt that three times was just the right number oftimes for him to gauge her reaction. At one point he picked up a heavy cane,although knowing that it would never be acceptable to Michael, he decided tolet Joan know how brutal he could be. He swung it at a low speed and it crackedinto her ass. Her head snapped up as she hadn't expected anything so violentand a cry came from her mouth. Twice more, but at even slower speeds he struckher and each time she jumped and cried out. The pain of the cane went deepinto her ass and into her legs, it was a pain that quickly spread out, andwas not localized like the others. Three even level welts were already beginningto rise on the lower left section of her ass.
When he was through, he had the information he needed and was readyto make a recommendation to Michael. The rigid riding crop tipped with thesoft leather head would be perfect for general training and for when punishmentwas necessary. Now, he thought, let me see what I can do for myself.
He came around and addressed Joan in a gentle voice. "We are almostfinished and I want to tell you how accommodating you have been." Joan,sensing where she thought the conversation was going, quickly shot back athim "don't think I'm going to be so accommodating that I let you use my mouth." Johnsmiled and said, "I didn't even think of that my dear".
He bent down to her level so she could see him, he said, "Look at this. Idesigned it and made it myself". He held up a rod of 1/2" thicknessand 18" long. It looked to her like it was some kind of rod made of clear plasticor Lucite. "It appears to be very solid and unyielding, but look," hesaid, as he gently waved it, she saw that it was flexible and bowed slightlyas he waved it back and forth. "I love this because it reminds me of thebest features of the cane but with improvements. You remember the cane I justused on you? Well the cane sends its message along the entire length that makescontact with the skin. But this, this has the opposite effect, it takes allthe energy of the cane and concentrates it on the first spot to make contactwith the body. Here, let me show you."
He took up a position behind her and she steeled herself for the blow. Shehad no idea how different this was going to be. He lined himself up, liftedhis arm and let the rod fly down. Her head snapped up but no sound came out.All the air had been forced out of her lungs. After her next breath she screamed.John had used her asshole as the target. He had brought the rod down verticallyalong the crack of her ass. As soon as the first part touched her asshole,all the power of the rod concentrated itself right there. He knew exactly thereaction. He came around to her again. Not saying a word, he let her calm downby herself and then knelt next to her head.
"Oh my God" she repeated over and over. "What was that? Ican't take anymore."
John said, "I know what you felt. First it was like an electrical shock?Vibrating out to your feet and arms? You then felt the pain follow it and youprobably even felt the pain through your legs and I bet even into your chest?
"Yes, yes", she gasped, "please no more". He looked ather and the pain just wouldn't stop. It just lingered like nothing else. Asher head cleared and she gathered herself, she turned and looked into John'seyes. She nearly was snarling when she said: "I get it, OK, you can fuckmy mouth". John's lips formed a thin smile as he got up and movedout of her view again.
He stood over her ass watching her hole still pucker involuntarily. As herbreathing resumed he lifted his hand and this time at a slightly faster rate,he brought his rod down on the same spot. After a very long silent pause,he heard her wail. This continued as her ass clenched and reclenched over andover as she tried to get a hold of the pain. He waited until she began to calmand walked over to her side. This time he brought the stool over so he couldsit and look into her face.
"Please" she moaned over and over, "no more". John smiledand told her that she was sounding a little less hostile to him. She babbledon and kept apologizing and pleading with him. She knew what he wanted andkept telling him to use her mouth, just use it and stop the pain. "No",he said, "that won't do, you need to really request it, almost beg meto use your mouth as I wish." She then started babbling again and toldhim to take her anyway he wanted. He told her "I know you are almost readybut you are not quite there yet, you are not perfect yet", as he got upand walked behind her. "Remember my rule of three", he chuckled.She screamed and bolted and he thought he could almost see the bench actuallymove! "Sorry baby, the rule of three applies". He knew that in herstate she would think any contact was worse then it actually was, so he tookoff some speed but still located his hit so that all the force was directedinto her asshole.
He let her cry for a while and then as she calmed he sat down next toher again. He had a warm washcloth in his hands and gently wiped her face.When she started to babble again, he shushed her and told her to listen carefully.He picked up a comb and brushed her hair and she began to look put together.He told her to control herself and think before she opened her mouth. She noddedand listened.
"One chance is what you get. I want you to sweetly offer yourself tome, encourage me to use your mouth, tell me the pleasure I will feel and don'tforget to mention your throat. Look at me with soft eyes, with pleading inyour eyes with no tension in them. I want to hear a gentle voice. I know youunderstand and can do this. Also, you should know that I have no tolerancefor failure now, and if you are not absolutely perfect then the next time youhave the chance to convince me will be after you visit with my Lucitefriend 3 more times. Understand"?
He walked away for a moment as she took a deep breath, closed her eyes andthought of only one thing. Avoid that damn rod at any cost. She could neverget through three more. When he returned he repositioned the bench sothat her head was again higher, sat down next to her, folded his hands in hislap and waited.
She lifted her head, looked at him with gentle eyes and he knew he was goingto like this. She took a deep breath and began.
"Sir, John, I am requesting of you to please feel free to use my mouthfor your pleasure. I really would like to feel your cock taking my mouth andusing it as you see fit." She smiled warmly at him, batting her eyelashesseductively, "Sir, John, I know that if you let me have your cock, I willmake it explode with a pleasure you have never known before. My throat shouldbe used by your cock and it will be open for you. Your come will bring me morehappiness than you can know. Please, Sir, your cock." She smiledbroadly, opened her mouth and let her tongue slip out in an obvious invitation.
Internally she was raging, fearful of a rejection. She didn't know if hewould accept her invitation. Finally he stood up, moved in front of her andbegan to open his pants.
Part 4
John was thrilled. Her mouth was even better than he expected. Warm and moist, itsconstant sucking motion brought him sheer pleasure. Very quickly his come startedthe ascent through his cock. Joan knew the feeling of the moving pulsationsin his cocked and worked even harder to keep his come moving up. Johncalled her name, she looked up and their eyes met. He nodded slowly and sloweddown his thrusting. "Open" was all he said. She knew what this meant.Even though she had never come close to this, she knew what had to happen.The thought of the rod was still the overpowering presence in her mind andif she had to, she would slit herself open rather than endure another session.He put his hands on her head and steadied her. With his cock almost out ofher mouth he began a slow and steady assault into her mouth. He angledher face up slightly so his cock had an unobstructed path to her throat. Withher head at the perfect angle she felt the first pressure at the back of hertongue. He never slowed, nor sped up, just a steady pressure.
At the moment of truth, just before her gag reflex would come into play sheheard him say "if you vomit now, 3 more." She knew exactly what hemeant and she took a deep breath. Somehow, his cock did not stop and her throatdid not put up any obstacle. He slid into her throat. Both of them were thrilledfor different reasons. He backed out, then slid back in again, again nothingbarring his way; a delicious tightness enveloped his entire cock and he wasenjoying every moment. Joan, for her part was delighted too. This was easy,this seemed to be no problem for her, she was taking him down herthroat like she had been doing it for years. She felt relieved, but just fora moment.
John liked the feeling and when fully extended into her mouth, he held hiscock there, not pulling back. Joan didn't move and she felt she neededa breath but her airway was jammed full of cock. He sensed her mounting tensionand tightened his grip on her head, not letting her pull off. "Swallow",he commanded. "Swallow my cock". She was not sure what he meant, "swallow"?Her mouth and throat were full, how could she swallow. The lack of air wasbeginning to affect her and she heard him say again "swallow', Sheforced herself to swallow and she felt her throat contract tightly around hiscock. Only then did he pull out and she was allowed to breath deeply.
"Yes, that's it, that's what you need to do each time I am just aboutto enter your throat, swallow." She nodded her understanding and beganto follow his instruction. What a feeling he was experiencing, like extra fingersmassaging his cock deep within the warmth of her mouth. His come was not goingto wait, it was right there and with the swallowing, it was going to be forciblyextracted.
He started to come and he wanted to experience the pure full physicalpleasure. He pulled way back until her lips just were able to keep hold ofhim, and then thrust himself fully. She moved backwards not a fraction of aninch. His come began escaping from the tip of his cock and he again pulledway back, this time actually slipping out of her mouth. She gasped for himand found his cock just as it was propelling itself forward again. This sequencecontinued until he was fully spent. He stopped his movements completely, withhis cock deep in her mouth. She began swallowing again, draining the last pearlsfrom him and cleaning him completely. He slowly pulled back letting her mouthfinish working over each centimeter of his cock, until it just softly poppedout.
Both he and she had smiles. She, both because she knew she had avoided therod and because she had done a good job; and he, because he not only got exactlywhat he wanted, but he had left a glob of come on her face. When he had pulledout, she didn't realize that a trail of come had left his cock, hit the sideof her nose and ran down her cheek to near the corner of her mouth.
They both calmed down and as he came out of the bathroom he heard his frontdoor. He came back into the room with Michael. "How did everything go?" Michael inquired. "Justthe way I wanted it to" answered John. "Come, look". He ledMichael to the raised platform and again tilted the bench over so Joan's asswas presented. They spent a long time examining her as John, reading from hisnotes, pointed out the effects of the various implements on her ass. "Thatmust have stung a little", Michael chuckled, pointing to the three vividreminders of the cane. Finally they settled on a particular crop and Michaelgave John the go ahead to make one.
He asked John how Joan had behaved and John gave a glowing report. So muchso that as Joan listened to the description of her compliance, she began toblush. Michael was proud of her and went around to soothingly tell her howmuch he loved her and how wonderful she was. John left the room while theywhispered then came back, raised the bench and started to unfasten the firstrestraint, Michael called over to him. "Hey John, what the hell is this"?John came around and saw Michael pointing to the line of come that had driedon Joan's face.
He continued, "what the hell went on here"? John calmly toldMichael that he had only followed Michaels instructions and when properlyasked, he had used Joan's mouth. "The stain", he said "was theresidue of come that didn't make it into Joan's belly".
Michael was livid and shouted to Joan, "What have you done?"
Joan sensed the betrayal that Michael was feeling and decided thatsince she wanted to go back home with Michael she had better fixthis situation right now. She burst out in tears, screaming "he forcedme, I never gave him permission, you know I don't like that, he beat me andI still didn't say 'yes', he was an animal, it was rape, nothing less thanrape, I didn't want to tell you because he was your friend, but he used me,raped my mouth over and over, Michael believe me that I would never agree tothat", she continued sobbing while still draped over the bench.
Michael was cold with fury and turned to John, "you son of a bitch",I only told you that you could have her because I knew she wouldn't let you,and now you do this to me?'
John for his part stood with his arms crossed looking slightly bored. Hespoke to Joan, "come on Joan, I think you should start telling Michaelthe truth". "You bastard!" she screamed and turned again toMichael, "rape, he forced himself on me while I was tied like this, believeme!"
Again, Michael turned to John and as he was about to speak, John held uphis hand in the classic pose of "stop". He turned his head to a monitorin the wall and then using the same hand, he turned it into a pointing handand directed Michael to the image coming on the screen.
There was Joan, face relaxed, hair combed, looking up and sweetly invitingJohn to use her. "That bastard", she thought, "he was tapingme, Oh my God, Michael, Michael, what will he do with me?"
Her calm words, fluttering eyelashes, invitation to use her previously unusedthroat, everything was on tape. Michael was nailed to the floor and couldn'tmove. At the end he turned to John who asked, "would you like to see itagain"?
Michael shook his head "no". Joan was speechless, she had liedto Michael and then lied again to cover herself. "Please Michael, it wasn'tlike that, he beat me until I couldn't say no, believe me Michael I didn't.." "Shutup", he roared back at her. She was trembling as she saw him not surewhat to do. He went to John and softly apologized for doubting hisfriend, she heard him promise John that he would make her pay dearly for tryingto sabotage their friendship.
After a moment he turned to John and said that before they left, he wantedto apologize for Joan by punishing her in front of John. He had the bench moveddownward again exposing her ass and went in front of Joan. She had her headdown, ashamed and dismayed at the same time. Did she just ruin her life bylying to her lover?
"Joan, as an apology to John I am going to punish you in front of him." Shenodded her consent. "I hope this is the beginning of a string ofpunishments that you will never forget. John, bring me the crop you recommended." Johnbrought over the crop and Michael slapped it into his palm a few time. "Areyou sure this is severe enough" he asked? John thought for a moment andthen said, "you know John, take a look at this", as he handed himthe Lucite rod. "You think this will do the trick"? John smiledslightly and nodded.
"Well then", Michael said, "since she is apologizing to you,why don't you do the honors?" Joan looked up in horror and began to shoutand squirm "no not that", but Michael just leaned over picked upa gag which he unceremoniously shoved into her mouth, effectively shuttingher up. They walked behind her and John took up the familiar position. Michaelasked, "You think four will be sufficient"? John answered softly: "No,Michael, three will do just nicely".
Joan knew this was the payment, the punishment she would have to bear forMichael's love. For her treachery she knew she would have to suffer through eachagonizing minute, but she had done wrong and now accepted this punishment.Her guilt was overpowering, "why had she let down the man who loved her"?,she decided then that this hard punishment was really deserved by her, andher suffering would lead her to love Michael even more.
Just before the first stroke landed, she could not see that Michael gaveJohn a big wink, as they silently high-fived each other, big smiles coveringtheir faces.
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