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This story is jointly written by a couple who have an intense, real world BDSM relationship, but live in different cities and see each other only a few times each year. One of the pleasures we share is writing hot e-mail fantasies to each other. Sometimes one of us will write an entire story on his or her own. But often we will pass a story back and forth – one starting and the other continuing. We are submitting this story in the original form. The parts in italics are comments from one to the other between the parts of the story.
She writes the first part:
We are shopping at just such a store in San Francisco. You have placed my collar and nipple clamps on me, with the light chain from the clamps hanging attached from the collar. There is no slack in the chain, as I have removed my bra, as pleases my master at this moment, and the weight of my breasts, with my nipples clamped to the collar, pulls ever so slightly on my collar. As I toss my head about it pulls and stimulates my nipples. At the store you help me make several selections to be tried on. We have taken our time deciding which bras please you most, and have been discussing the pros and cons of each bra. Now we move toward the dressing rooms. It is not particularly busy in this intimate apparel boutique, but there are a few hot young ladies looking about the store. Several have bras in their hands they will be trying on. There is one in particular that has been watching us, and obviously listening to our conversation. We enter a dressing room together and you make yourself comfortable on the wall bench, which faces a wall of mirror. "Which would you first like me to try on master?" I inquire. You begin to instruct me for your pleasure, making full use of the mirror to give yourself a 360 degree view of my body. "Take off all of your clothes", you command me. As I begin to obey we hear the dressing room next to us being entered, the door closing softly. As I stand naked in front of you, you pull me toward you so that I am standing between your legs. You reach up and give each of my nipples a hard flick with your finger nail.
My nipples immediately throb with intense sensation/pain/pleasure, as they are standing up, clamped and easily accessible to your flicking finger. I moan, my hips now rocking as the throbbing moves to include my cunt. Quickly you remove the clamps from my nipples, which causes much more intense stimulation for my libido. "Spread your legs". You now insert two fingers inside my wet, throbbing cunt, fucking me with them slowly, as I moan louder. Your lips and teeth increase the sensation to my nipples. We now hear the person in the next dressing room slide down the wall to sit on the back to back bench, a low moan coming through the flimsy wall separation. Abruptly you pull out your fingers, release my nipples from your teeth, and smiling you hand me one of the bras to try on. A sharp gasp escapes my lips, as my body stands before you, limp, submissive and lusting for more of what you have just so abruptly discontinued. After a few seconds of recovery I put on the bra you have handed me, and we discuss the effect. You reapply the clamps to my very tender nipples, and we discuss how the clamps work with this bra. Again a soft moan comes from the next dressing room..............End of chapter one.
He continues with the second part:
okay, to the story:
It's always tricky for me to continue work on a vision you have started, but it's a good challenge. Like painting a picture when someone else has selected the colors.
I step over to the partition and give a soft tap with a knuckle. "Come over if you wish."
There is a moment of silence, then movement and a few seconds later a woman enters our dressing room. She is perhaps 40 years old, small and slender. Her blonde hair is cut very short and she wears a simple outfit of a figure-hugging sweater and a short skirt. She carries a lacy black bra in on hand, but absently as if she has forgotten it is there.
I introduce myself and you, describing you as my slave. You are still naked except for the bra, collar and clamps.
I ask her name. She says it is Carin.
I look her in the eye:
'Why did you come in here?"
"You invited me."
"I know that, but why did you come? What were you hoping for?"
"I heard the way you spoke to her, I heard the way she obeyed you, I heard her gasps." She pauses as if gathering her thoughts.
"I've always fantasized about someone treating me like that. But I've never found a man who could do it - or would do it. I tried to ask a man for it once and it scared him away, and another man was just brutal, not dominant. And I heard what was happening over here, and I had to take a chance."
I look into her eyes for a time. She returns my gaze steadily. Very softly I say,
"Kathryn, take off the bra."
You move to obey, saying "yes, master" as you have been trained.
Now you are entirely naked, wearing only the collar and clamps. The weight of your breasts pulls against the chains.
Speaking very softly to Carin:
"Watch this carefully"
turning to you, I softly caress your right breast, then the clamped nipple. Then I give a sharp flick of my finger, triggering a wave of sharp sensation through your body. You gasp, your eyes glaze as they do when your sensations draw your awareness into yourself.
"Kathryn, does that hurt very much?"
"Yes, Master"
"Do you mind that it hurts?"
very softly:
"No, Master"
"Is there anything I could do to you that you would mind?"
"No, Master"
Turning to Carin:
"This is at least a part of what it means to be truly submissive. If you wish to join us, this is what I will expect from you. And remember, I will not be there to fulfill your fantasies, you will be there to fulfill mine. Perhaps, they will coincide. Don't answer me now, think about it and if you want to experience submission, come at 9 this evening."
Taking a card from my wallet, I write the name and room number of our hotel on the back and hand it to her.
"Now go, and make your choice".
She slips out without another word. You notice that the bra she had in her hand has fallen to the floor. I pick it up and hang it on a hook on the wall. I draw you to me and kiss you very deeply.
By nine that evening, we have had a light dinner and returned to our room. You are naked and on your knees on the floor. Your arms are bound behind your back, you nipples clamped. You have been in this position for several minutes now, waiting patiently for my next command. I have opened a bottle of wine and am pouring myself a glass when there is a knock at the door.
Ok, I think it's your turn now. I want to see how you play this one out. How will you and she interact in your fantasy?
She continues:
I Like your analogy of painting a picture with colors selected by another.
You open the door to our room, which reveals Carin standing there in the same short skirt and sweater she was wearing earlier in the day. She looks at you with her blue eyes shining, and you smile at one another. You open the door wider, which reveals me kneeling, tied and naked on the floor. Carin looks past you, and steps into our room. She walks over to where I am kneeling, staring at my nipples, and the attached clamps. I too smile at her. "Welcome", I say invitingly. "We are happy you have decided to join us." You walk up behind Carin and begin to caress her body, moving your hands over her, feeling her shapely, firm breasts under her sweater, running your hands down her flat belly and between her legs under the skirt. You find she has no panties on, and that her cunt is wet and inviting. Carin begins to moan softly, as you slip fingers inside her. You ask her if she has ever been with a woman before, and she replies, yes. "I have found women a very nice alternative when the men I have been with disappoint me." "Are you willing to submit to my demands this evening, and play with us in the manner I will direct? If so you may answer Yes master......." "Yes master", comes her soft reply. Carin continues to stand in front of me, as you remove your fingers from inside her cunt and present them, wet with her juices, to my mouth. I take your fingers inside my mouth, sucking and licking, and tasting Carin's lovely juices. I begin to moan and move my hips in desire. When I have licked and sucked your fingers clean of all cunt juice you take Carin by the hand, leading her to the table where you were pouring wine as she knocked. You offer the glass of wine to Carin, and she takes several sips. You pull her body close to you and kiss her deeply, and she again begins to moan softly. You step away from her and command, "....take off all your clothes." I hear her reply, "yes master". Everything comes off quickly, leaving Carin standing with her lovely, slim, firm body naked in front of you. As I watch in silence, you begin to stimulate Carin. You suck and bite her firm, erect nipples. Your hands are never still, but move over her body, and between her legs. You deliver several sharp slaps to her well shaped ass. Carin is moaning loudly now, moving her hips to accommodate your pleasure. "You will be a very nice addition to our story tonight", you tell her, as you lead her over to where I am kneeling, still bound with my arms behind me. You place Carin in the middle of the bed, hand her the blindfold and tell her to place it over my eyes with a kiss. Carin leans forward and kisses me deeply on the mouth, and gently over both eyes as she slips the blindfold into place. I will no longer be able to watch what you are doing with Carin, and feel some disappointment. However, my feelings of sexual submission are increasing, as you begin to direct Carin in the art of domination and submission. You tell me to stand up and assume my submissive position. As I do so, I listen as you instruct her in the proper pose for our submission to your will and pleasure. When I am standing you flick my nipples very hard and then quickly remove the clamps, causing intense, painful return of blood flow to my nipples. I am gasping as you push me face forward, on to the bed. I can smell Carin's cunt, as my face lands between her legs, my ass bent over the edge of the bed. The rubbing of my throbbing nipples against the sheets intensifies the sensation of pain/pleasure, and I feel you pull Carin's legs around head, so my face is now buried in her cunt. "Pleasure our lovely guest with your mouth," you command me. I begin to explore Carin's hot, moist cunt with my tongue, licking her clit with slow, firm, flicking strokes, alternating with inserting my tongue into her cunt, and lapping at the juices that have begun to flow freely. You move to the opposite side of the bed and apply the nipple clamps to Carin's nipples, which cause more juices to flow from her cunt, keeping me quite busy lapping up this delicious wetness. As I am working, lusting between Carin's legs, Carin's moans increase, and her hips begin quivering and move to pleasure herself with my mouth. I am unable to see you tie Carin's arms above her head, and to the bed, as she willing allows you to truss her in this manner. Again you walk around to stand behind me, pulling me off Carin. "Undress me with you mouth", you command me. You help me pull your shirt off over your head, but provide no help as I work to release you from your slacks and shorts while being unable to see what I am doing, and having my arms still bound behind me. I am thankful you have already removed your shoes, which makes this task a little easier. At last you are naked and move to place your cock into my mouth. I eagerly take your delicious cock into my mouth and begin to stroke you with my tongue, suck your shaft, and explore the head of your cock with the tip of my tongue. You allow me to feast on your now very hard cock for a while longer, as Carin watches, still tied to the bed. Abruptly you pull out of my mouth, not wanting to orgasm until much later. You turn me over so my face is again pushed into Carin's cunt, which I begin to eat hungrily..............to be continued.
He returns some comments before continuing with the story:
More thoughts that have occurred to me on re-reading this:
1. In your submissive mode, kneeling on the floor. You would not have greeted Carin, but would have remained silent until I gave you permission to speak. I would punish you for that slip.
2. I have not blindfolded you lately. Your comment about it increasing the feeling of submission is one I'll remember. I was aware of that - being naked and blindfolded makes one feel even more naked. I enjoy watching your eyes, so I have not been quick to use the blindfold, but I will use it more. There is a nice dichotomy too in whether or not you can see a smack coming. On the one hand, I like the idea of taking you totally by surprise, never knowing when or where my hand will strike. But, in a different way, I like having you know and having you offer yourself to the blow willingly. Knowing that I am about to smack you hard on the breast but not flinching away. Two different and mutually exclusive pleasures.
3. flicking your nipple with the clamps on. When you told me about that discovery, you described it as "exquisitely painful" and lasting a long time. first, it is interesting that you told me of that discovery in the first place. Second, you mention it a number of times in your parts of the story. It's pretty obvious that is something you crave - that particular pain. Why that pain more than others? Are you perhaps more masochistic than I thought? Don't doubt that you will get to experience that sensation regularly.
Then he continues on with a short piece of the story:
I do believe you are writing it hotter and more graphically than I would have. It's difficult choice whether to let you continue or to take it a while myself. You've inspired me a bit, so I'll do a little.
As you lap hungrily at Carin's cunt, I move to the other side of the bed and onto it. I kneel straddling her head and shift my position to push my cock into her mouth. She takes it hungrily as I push deeply into her. Leaning on one hand, I use the other to slap her breasts sharply. You feel her juices flow even more copiously than before. I can tell she is on the verge of retching, so I back out slightly - she is less paracticed at taking me deeply in her mouth than you. I help her adjust the angle of her head and press in again. I begin slowly moving my cock in and out of her mouth.
even though you have never eaten a woman's cunt before, you treat her as you like to be treated yourself. Very soon her hips are thrusting wildly and a gush of fluid soaks your face. I reach out my free hand and press your face downwards into her cunt. (question: did we decide whether she is shaved or not? Do you want her to be?)
I pull out of her mouth and come around behind you again, pausing to take a bottle of lube off the bedside table. Pouring some onto my hand I probe your anus with my finger, lubing it fully. A moment after the finger withdraws, you feel my cock pressing into you.
I think I'll let you take it from there - partly because I want to see where you go with it from here. But I'll give you one thing to deal with. When my cock comes out of your anus it will be smeared with just a little bit of your shit. You get to decide how it gets cleaned.
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