The evolution of Sarah

As your lips play against my clit, I feel release is so near...yes, almost there...

Then gone -

I vaguely hear you say something....what is it? My mind tries to focus back on what you said.....allowing me release, but in your time? What does this mean? And how long must I wait. The thought causes another moan to escape my lips.

Then, again, your lips seeking out my most tender of spots. I pull and twist against the restraints. Suddenly the leather seems so heavy, so confining. No, I am in no pain, except for the pain of longing. Longing to feel your hair under my fingers, longing to wrap my legs about your shoulders, longing to pull you deeper into me. But the leather holds me back. I twist, pull, jerk, hoping against hope that one of the straps will give, yet they stay fast.

Your lips on me is providing just enough pressure to keep me at the point of going over the edge, but not quite. By trying to raise my hips, turning my body as much as I can, maybe I can drive you closer into me, cause your lips to close tightly around my swollen nub. Suddenly, I feel....your finger? your thumb?....pushing against my ass, my tiny puckered hole. Probing me, teasing me, I moan out my desire. I feel as though I may go crazy with desire!

And then, the lips are gone....

I lay, quivering, twisting, turning, a sheen of sweat covers my body from the exertions I've just been through. One simple word escapes my lips, the only word I can think of that sums up all of my feelings at this moment...

"Please!"

Your answer of "Soon" leaves my head reeling. How long will the teasing continue....can I stand it much longer? I feel now as if my body should burst. I continue to strain and pull, knowing it is foolish, yet my body is acting on impluse.

And then....the lips return. At the same time I feel my ass being assaulted fully, and my desire is at a zenith. I start to writhe and buck, my mind furiously demanding attention. I feel your lips almost attacking my tender and swollen flesh. And now, it doesn't take long. I have been pushed to the edge far too often to deny my body what it so badly needs.

Tensing and straining against all four restraints, I cry out my orgasm to you and to the room. I feel my hips bucking, and feel the leather cutting into the skin of my wrists and ankles from the magnitude of my body's response to you. Straining, bucking, and moaning loudly I feel waves of pleasure wash over me, as waves on the seashore.

As the tide of pleasure ebbs, my body continues to shake and quiver, my breathing coming in ragged gasps as I feel myself begin to relax, satisfied....oh, so satisfied.

Until my mind wonders at which game you might have in store for us....
 
Randy

After every game, there needs to be a time for lovers to be freinds, lest they forget how in the passion of the game"

The erotic sight of your body, building towards its release, and exploding over it, makes my blood boil. As the final quakes and trembles work thru your sweat sheened body, I release your bindings.

"I seem to remember your dislike for massages, unless they come from the front" I tease you, bringing a small bottle of aloe to my hands and rubbing your ankles, working slowly upwards.

Slowly, I work the balm into your skin, pressing out the chafing from the leather straps.

"How about we take a break, and go see the sunrise" I suggest "I've worked up an appetite, watching you"

Switching to your wrists, I work the soothing lotion into each, and travel to your shoulders, stopping before I reach your sweet, soft flesh. Pulling a heavy robe from the wall, I offer it to you as you rise from the table.

"You can share with me, what went thru your mind, over coffee" I offer, watching the erotic sight of you tightening the robes belt, and your firm breasts peeking from it. "And we can go from there"

Pulling on my own robe, I follow your sexy, swaying hips up the stairs and thru the open doorway. Hearing your voice exclaim, I come to your side, questioning. Your face is directed to the large stained glass, as it catches the early rays, reflecting from the quiet waters of the pond.

"The water is always warm, this time of the year" I probe gently, following your gaze.
 
As my orgasm ebbs from my body, I try to regain my rhythm of breathing. Vaguely, I notice you undoing the leather bindings and rubbing soothing lotion onto my ankles and wrists. You speak in the familiar, teasing voice I know so well.

When you hand me a robe, I take it, my mind confused. I know that I was blindfolded and couldn't see, but I could hear, and I know that you have not achieved orgasm. I have so many thoughts running through my head, all confused in a way, that I'm not sure how to broach this with you. Did I not satisfy? Was I not what you expected? What we have just finished was something I found more erotic than anything I'd ever done before. Did you not feel the same way? And if you did, then why not bring all of this to completion? Why did you not cum.

Not quite sure yet how to verbalize all of this, I tie the robe closed and make my way up the stairs. Yes, a cup of coffee, watching the sunrise, clear my head, and then I can talk to you about what just happened.

Yet, as I approach the top of the stairs, I catch my breath. The stained glass window is reflected beautiful shades of color throughout the room. It is absolutely breath-taking. I hear your comment about the pond, and I think back to watching you swim in that same pone naked as I watched. Was that just last night? Could so much happen in such a short period of time?

Looking up at you, I'm suddenly taken aback by your eyes. What I see in them.....caring, concern, hope, and....love? My need to feel close to you right now is more overwhelming than that of coffee or food.

"Randy, hey, let's go for a quick swim before getting that cup of coffee, huh? I do want to share with you what I'm feeling....what I've just felt...oh, you know. But my mind is reeling a bit. Maybe a little overload? A quick swim might be just what I need to clear things out, k?"

I watch as your face breaks into a grin, and you grab my hand, holding it tenderly. We walk outside, and I feel the air is cool and crisp. I look up at you questioningly...

"Don't worry," you say, "the air is cool, I know, but the water in the pond will be warmer, much warmer. Come on!"

I watch as you untie your robe and lay it across a rock and then turn to me. As your hands untie the sash, I watch your face, my mind once again filling with thoughts of you. As you undo the sash and slide the robe from my shoulders, I watch as your eyes soak in my body and I feel my flesh begin to tingle.

Taking my hand, you lead me to the pond, and together we enter it's depth. To my surprise, you were correct - the water is, indeed, warm, and pleasant. As we wade out to a deeper part, you turn to me and I feel your arms go about me. You open your mouth to speak, but I see you stop. I look up at your cuiously, but you bend down to meet my lips as I feel you press tightly against me.

I'm beginning to discover my desire for you is overwhelming...
 
Randy

Holding you close to me, I marvel at your beauty, and what it does to me....Several times I try to speak, then stop, wondering how you'll react, when I tell you.....


Kissing your lips, I carress your sleek flesh, pulling you close to me. Feeling your curves as they meld against mine, I am once again shaken, how well we match in each way.....


"Sarah" I begin with a rush, not daring to stop "I need to ask one thing of you, a favor so great, it will change our relationship."

Gently I waft the warm water over us, revelling in the feeling of its liquid cleansing, as I watch your eyes.

"I wouldn't dare ask this of any other" I tell you solemnly "But feel we will be drawn even closer, and will both gain from it"

Pulling you to me, I fall backwards, letting the water enfold around us, as my lips find yours again.
 
As I listen to you asking for a favor, I feel some concern. Why would you be so hesitant to ask a favor of me? And how will it change our relationship?

Before I can reply to you, I feel you pull me towards you as you fall backwards and your lips seeking mine erase any initial concern I had at your words. Feeling the warmth of the water washing over my body, the comfort of your arms encircling me, and the passion of your kiss igniting the love I feel for you, I douby that anything you could ask would jeopardize what we are beginning to discover we have in each other.

As we come to the surface for air, we break our kiss and I feel your hand stroking my face, brushing the water away, as I place my hands on your shoulders and then move up towards your face. Cradling your face in my hands, I pull you to me and give you a brief kiss. Then I look into your eyes, and I see, what? Hesitation? Concern? Worry?

"Last night our relationship changed from that of friends to that of lovers. I know you would not ask anything of me that would hurt me, Randy. And I trust you when you say that we will closer from whatever favor you ask. You only have to ask it, love, and I'm willing to consider it in all seriousness. I would love to make you happy, Randy, and if granting this favor will bring happiness to us both, then I should willingly do it."

I wrap my arms about your neck, feeling the heat of your body, and the comfort of your arms around me. No, nothing you could suggest would ever hurt me, of that I'm certain.
 
Randy

Your gentle touch, your carress, and the look in your eyes reassure me as much as your words.

"Sarah, while you were bound, and helpless on the table, I sensed you were turned on by it" I confess "So was I, very much so"

"A part of me wants to take that farther, and experiment with you, where it might lead" I continue, holding your gaze "I think a part of you wants it as well, and can find a great deal of erotic pleasure in it"

How will she react, I fear, As if I were a beast Or as I could only hope for, with honest ardor....

Standing together, our skin pressing against each other, I hold my breath for your reply.......
 
I feel the heat of your body against mine as I listen to your words. They wash over me, at once thrilling me and intriguing me....making me wonder and delight.

Hmmm....so you were just as excited as I? But then why didn't you orgasm? Ahh....but maybe that is a lesson for another day?

Yes, the experience of being bound, being helpless, was thoroughly arousing to me....more so than I had thought possible. I look up into your eyes and I know you wait for my answer. I give you a smile and lay my head against your chest....

"Yes, Randy, I was very excited by what you were doing to me, but I think you already know that. And for a few moments, strapped to the table, I did wonder what other pleasures there could be, how far I would travel that road. Yes, Randy, I will enter that journey with you, and let you lead us on the path to more erotic pleasure."

I find that I hope what I say is pleasing to you, while at the same time expressing fully my desire to want to explore the life you've given me only a brief taste of, to experience fully...
 
Randy

My heart leaps at your reply, my blood begins to warm as well...

Many a night, I have laid awake, wondering if I will ever be granted the fortune to find a loving partner such as you....

"Sarah" I speak gently, my voice gone husky "Lets finish our swim, and find something to eat.....we both will need all the energy we can get!"

Watching you, as you slowly backstroke thru the warm water, I smile. Your each stroke is a sensual invitation, a reminder of the pleasures to come.....
 
My answer seems to please you and my heart is glad. I'm not entirely sure of the road we will be going down, but I know there is no other man other than you that I would rather be sharing that road with.

As I begin to slice through the water, its warmth covering my body, I begin to think of that new road. If it is anything at all like the experience earlier in the evening - or more - than I know that shall be experiencing something wonderful with you. My body tingles more from the thought of what pleasures you may have that await me than from the freshness of the water.

Gently, you call to me, and I pause. I hadn't realized how long we'd been in the water, and I found my footing as you lead us from the pond. Wrapping the robes about our bodies in the crisp morning air, we hurry back to the cabin smiling at each other, arms entwined about each other's waists.

Once inside, I make a steaming pot of coffee as you fix us breakfast. Sitting together, sipping hot coffee, and enjoying the omlets you've made, I share with you all of the feelings I had felt just earlier. You lean forward on your elbows, your eyes staring into mine, listenting intently. I flush slightly, a little uncomfortable sharing such intimate details about my sexual feelings, but you make it easy to talk to you.

"So, Randy, the feeling of being vulnerable, helpless, out of control was so entirely mind-blowing! Knowing that I was at your mercy, and feeling you touch my body, bringing me to pleasure and release, brought about the most intense orgasms ever.

"I really believe it was the element of being helpless, of having given control of my body over to you. For some reason, that helplessness and loss of control combined to just send me over the edge. Does this make sense? I want that again, Randy. Any way that you can give that to me. I want to experience all of those emotions with you - love, unknown, anticipation, vulnerability, and helplessness. It was incredible."

I'm beginning to think I'm babbling until you smile at me and nod your head.

"Eat up," you tell me, "we will both need all the energy we can get!"
 
Randy

Our fast broken, the dishes quickly washed and set to dry, I walk with you to the living room. The fire has burned down to glowing embers, enough to chase the chill of the morning away, but little more...

Throwing myself on the large over stuff couch, I barely roll over in time to feel you join me in the same way....

"Oofffff" I laugh as your weight forces me against the couch. "Come here" I mockingly growl, my arms wrapping around you, pulling you close to me, feeling you press your cheek against my chest.

Kissing your hair, I smell the fresh smell of the outdoors, and close my eyes.

"Sarah, I'm so very happy, you took me up on my offer" I confess drowsily, the warmth of your body adding to my relaxation. Slowly I run my fingers thru your hair, my eyes on your face, watching as sleep overcomes you.

"Sarah, I love you...." I murmur, as I slide into my dreams, now not so far away.......
 
The fullness of the meal within my stomach cannot match the fullness in my heart for you at this moment. As I lay in your arms, your chest as my pillow, your hands stroking my hair, I feel as though my heart will burst with love and longing for you.

I know when we awaken, you will have new delights and surprises in store for both of us, and my body tingles at the anticipation.

I reach out and lazily wrap one arm around your waist, as I close my eyes with sleep.

"Sarah, I love you...."

I hear you murmur and my heart skips a beat. Sighing and hugging you close, my dreams begin...
 
Randy

For hours we slumber, until I slowly waken and feel your silken skinned body pressed against mine....

"Sarah, I hope you understand my next move, and enjoy it as much as you confessed" I quietly say to your still form, deep in slumber...

Carefully disengaging myself from your sleeping form, I make a quick trip downstairs, returning with a full bondage wrap in my hands.

Peice by peice I attach it to your lovely form, until I have your body bound hand and foot, arms pulled tightly behind you, the resultant arch of your shoulders showing off your full breasts.

Kissing your lips gently, I press a ball gag between them, and pull a leather fitted mask over your sweet face.

"Now, my pet" I say to your helpless form as I lift you "I take you to my world"
 
Something has stirred me from my deep sleep....but what. In the fog of awakening, I realize I cannot move my hands or feet. They seem to be restrained somehow. I try to cry out, only to become aware that something is shoved between my lips, not allowing me to speak. My eyes flutter open quickly, and I realize that my face is covered in some sort of mask.

Not understanding what is happening, I begin to struggle against the bonds and try to remove the gag between my lips. It is then I realize that I am no longer on the couch, but seem to be floating in air. I turn my head to see your face above me, and then feel your arms about me. The look in your eyes is a combination that I have not seen....yes, love is there, but so is lust, yet something else, something almost raw, something I can't put my finger on.

Unable to speak, I question you with my eyes, wondering at this new turn of events. My body still struggling against my bonds.

"Sshhhh, my pet. Be still and enter my world. Enter a new realm of pleasure with me."

My heart is still so full of love, yet what is this realm you speak of? Will I enjoy it? Will I be able to be as much a part of it as I had hoped? As if sensing my quandry, I feel your arms tighten against me as a look of tenderness briefly crosses your face.

I am vaguely aware of the basment door opening and the descent down to the basement.....no, our playroom you had called it earlier. Yes, hopefully it still is, and I will wait to see what you have in store for us. Already, in the midst of my slight struggles I feel a certain wetness between my thighs and a quickening of my heartbeat....
 
Randy

Carrying your trembling, helpless body across the playroom floor, I lean you over the "horse".Releasing your wrists, I pull each from behind you, and reattach them to the conveniantly placed floor loops.

Repeating the process with each ankle, I spread your legs as wide as humanly possible, hearing your muffled moan in response.

With the removal of the ball gag from your mouth, I gently warn you. "Speak only when spoken to, and only in the form of a slave addressing her master, my pet"

Standing to my full height, I let my hand roam your quivering buttocks, sensing the damp heat hidden between them. "Your body cries for attention" I state the obvious, teasing you "But you need to first convince me it truly needs it, and deserves it."

With a gentle slap, I punctuate my final words, responding to the erotic site of your helpless body, exposed in its prone position, for my pleasure.

"Failure to respond, is as punishable as responding incorrectly, my pet" I warn you a second time, as the flat of my calloused hand strikes your shaking thighs a second time.....
 
As you lay me over the "horse", my heart starts to beat wildly. I feel you unbind my hands from me, and I watch meekly as you bind my wrists to the floor. Waiting, trying to anticipate what is next, I feel you spread my legs, wide, wide, and yet still wider. As you attach my ankles to the floor, I feel the tendons in my thighs screaming at being stretched in a way and at an angle they have never before experienced. I moan softly against the gag in my mouth.

Confusion seeps into my brain as, in the midst of this discomfort, I feel a sudden yearning for you, the touch of your hands on my body.

I see you come around in front of me and remove the gag from my mouth. I gasp slightly for air, listening to you...

"Speak only when spoken to, and only in the form of a slave addressing her master, my pet"

Speak as a slave addressing her master? And how is that? As I mull on this thought, I feel you hands on my body. Not before now do I realize just how helpless and vulnerable I am to you. And suddenly I feel the juices begin to accumulate in my pussy. If this keeps up, I know that I will be dripping soon. I blush slightly at the thought.....here I am helpless, vulnerable, allowing a man to do whatever he wants to me, and I'm enjoying this! How can that be?

In the back of my mind I hear you say something, then feel a slap against my thighs. I jump inwardly at the unexpected feel of the slap, my mind racing.

"Failure to respond, is as punishable as responding incorrectly, my pet"

Another slap, harder than the first, causes my body to twitch involuntarily as a small cry escapes my lips. My mind whirling, what to say? I do not want to disappoint, though the slapping feels so strangely erotic....

Frantically, I think back to what you had just said. I open my lips....and take the first voluntary steps into your world.....

"Yes, Master, my body is only here for your pleasure."
 
Randy

"Yes Master, My body is only here for your pleasure"...Words from you that send my blood racing thru my veins.

"No my pet" I correct gently, as I fondle the crevice between your out stretched legs. "Your body is here for our pleasure, yours as well as mine"

Feeling the moist interior of your clit, and the intake of breath as I press my fingers deeper into you, I smile at your response.

"Give yourself to the pleasure, and the pain, my pet" I say gently as I begin to probe your anus with my thumb. "And soon you will serve yourself in a way you have never dreamt of"

With my free hand, I reach for a pair of silver nipple clamps, joined by a fine chain. With a sure hand, I place the first upon your hardened nipple, and hear your groan. Of pleasure, and pain I wonder? Quickly I grasp the second and attach it to you, admiring the sight of the chain swaying between your full breasts.

"Pleasure" I say to you, increasing my attentions between your thighs, and "Pain" I repeat, pulling on the chain between your nipples "They are seperated by a very fine line, indeed..."

My blood is boiling, my own erection demanding attention that I have denied it for so long, as I watch you reach your first orgasm....
 
Feeling your hands between my thighs, probing and searching fills me with a sudden sense of desire and passion for you. As your thumb fills my tighest hole, I gasp at the sudden intrusion. Yet, as you continue to stroke my clit, I come to find the intrusion into my ass is welcomed and desired. I find myself wondering what it would feel like to be fully violated in that most tender area.

I see you move in front of me and suddenly feel a sharp, almost searing pain as you attach a clamp to my engorged nipple. A groan escapes my lips as at first the pain is almost unbearable, yet slowly turns into a gentle ache. As the second clamp is firmly placed on the second nipple, I feel as though all feel is concentrated in my nipples. My breathing increases as I try to get used to this new sensation.

Your fingers between my thighs bring pleasure that completes with pain I feel in my nipples. As you tug on the chain between the clamps, I feel a hot searing pain come from my nipples.....and then, suddenly.......I feel as though my pussy has come alive. The pull on the chain, the pain in my nipples spreads outward into my body and brings a delicious pang of pleasure to my clit.

My brain is screaming "How can this be"? This should hurt, I should be screaming in pain. And yet, all I can do is moan from the mix of pain and pleasure coursing uncontrollably through my body. The feeling is overwhelming to me, as doubt and questions quickly vanish from my mind. All I can concentrate on now is the feeling of pain......and the ultimate pleasure it arouses within me.

Suddenly, I feel my body tense, pulling lightly on the restraints, my eyes closed, breathing almost stopped. Next, my body is driven over the edge as a huge wave of pleasure washes over me, lifting me high on it crest, and slamming me back down to earth, only to be lifted up once more to pleasurable heights. With each rising crest, my body shakes and quivers and my voice cries out with the intensity of feeling.

Even as my orgasm comes to an end, my body is left trembling and shaking, feeling weak and glad I am not standing. My pussy spent and satisfied, I now notice the pain in my nipples is much more pronounced. Each time my breasts sway and the chain pulls against them, my nipples scream their own pain into my body.

And then I feel your hands, searching and probing once more. And then.....I feel them on my hips, spreading me even further for you....
 
Randy

Stepping behind Sarah's orgasm racked body, I bring both hands to the nipple clamps, then release both at once....

Knowing full well what she will feel, as the blood returns to her starved nipples, I time the thrust of my cock into her dripping clit perfectly. Driving deep into her trembling thighs, as the first wave tears thru her, I use my hands to hold her hips. With each thrust I pull her towards me, driving the tip of my cock deeper and deeper, hearing the breath deing driven from her chest as well.

"Tell me what you wish, slave?" I intone...testing her reponse and desire for more, as I stroke her more and more rapidly.....

"What do you need, pleasure or pain?" I challenge her, as I raise my hand from her hip, waiting.........
 
The nipples clamps are removed swiftly, but the feeling is unlike anything I've expected to feel. As the blood courses back into my abused nipples, the pain takes my breath away. My nipples burn with even more pain than they did when the clamps were applied. Just at that moment, you chose to enter me fully and completely.

No longer able to concentrate on anything other than the burning, searing pain of my nipples and the pounding my cunt is taking, I can only allow you to do what you wish to me. My breath is drawn from my body with each sroke of your cock between my thighs, and the feel of you, filling me completely, making my pussy your own, creates a heady experience.

My nipples are burning less, though still very tender. But the pain, mixed with the pleasure of your cock between my thighs, becomes intermixed - pain, pleasure and pleasure, pain. Which is which? They run together until it no longer matters.

"What do you need, pleasure or pain?"

Suddenly, I'm beginning to understand there is no either/or. It is all one - one leading into the other, one leading to the other. FInding that fine line that separates the two and exploring both sides to their fullest.

Gasping for breath, trying to make myself heard and understood...

"Oh, Master, I need both! Both pleasure and pain, please, Master!"
 
Pulling my length from her clit, I step back admiring the sight of her bound and prone body, and the passion in her face. There is a very erotic essence, attached to the sight of a woman empassioned by bondage, that leaves a lasting impression.

Quickly I release Sarah, helping her stand, my hands roaming her body. Without a word, I press her backwards, towards a large "X" shaped table, inclined at a near standing angle.

Trust and curiousity is in her eyes, as I rebind her anklea and wrists, spreading her wide, and leaning slightly backwards on the tables surface. Using a dark silk blindfold, I cover her eyes, blocking all sight from her.

The past events, and Sarah's response to them, plus the sight of her bound and helpless have all taken their toll on me. My lust now overcomes reason, and with a groan I press myself against her swollen, wet clit.

"Tell me what you feel, Sarah" I ask of you, as I slide into your wet sheath. "Tell me what goes through your mind, as the pain and pleasure merge in your body...."

My hips are pumping of their own violition, as my hands carress her breasts, then encircle her nipples, and slowly apply pressure to them.
 
As you release me and then bind me once again, my mind wanders over the what new possibilities await us. As I feel myself once more being bound, my heart races and I feel the blood pumping rapidly through my veins.

As the blind-fold covers my eyes, I take a sharp intake of breath, and release is slowly. I am beginning to trust you completely, to know that the journey you are leading us on is one of pleasure to be experienced by both.

I feel you enter my wetness with a question:

"Tell me what you feel, Sarah"

Huh? What do I feel? Then I hear you ask:

"Tell me what goes through your mind, as the pain and pleasure merge in your body...."

I had never before described these feelings before to a man. Where to begin? I take a deep breath, trying to form words against the pleasure you are placing upon my body....

"Master, I your cock feels like a rod of thick steel sliding easily and smoothly inside of me. Yet, at the same time, it feels as though it barely fits - there is a fullness, a feeling of you stretching me open, of something entering me that is bigger than what I can possibly accept.

"And, Master, the length of you also fills me, and with - every - thrust, I can feel you pounding against my womb. Oh, if feels as though you are trying to drill through to my very core - and that you might suceed!"

These last few words are spoke with a great deal of difficulty. As you thrust into me, my body begins to react, making it difficult for me to concentrate and to speak. Yet, although I cannot see you, I know that you wish me to continue speaking, even as I can tell my words seem to be exciting you.

"Master, oh, ah, the pressure you are applying to my nipples, OOOH! YES! It hurts, Master, with a sharp, intense pain that courses through my breasts, spreading out - OH! - to my body. As it, yes, oh yes, spreads out to my body, the pain turns, Master, turns into twinges of pleasure. My pussy feels slight tingles of pleasure, Master. OH....AH!!"

I feel you increase the pressure on my nipples, even as your hips slam in and out of me. The added pressure adds a new dimension that I wish to share -

"Oh, Master, the harder you apply pressure, the more intense, oh, the burning is. Yes, it feels as though my nipples are burning - that they are on fire! OH! Yet, the fire turns to pleasure the further is seeps out from my nipples. Oh YES, Master! The fire feels so good when mixed with the pleasure coming from my pussy!"

By now I feel you pumping harder into me as your hands pinch and twist my already raw and throbbing nipples. Unable to coherently concentrate to describe my feelings, I give myself over to the mix of pleasure and pain. Limbs outstretched, unable to see, completely vulnerable to your desires, I feel my pussy reacting as my legs tense and the orgasm builds from the pit of my being.

Crying out, pulling against the restraints holding me, I give my body over to the orgasm that is all-consuming. As I cry out my pleasure, I feel you about to release -
 
Randy

The description of her feelings are more than words...Rather they are a doorway that allow us to merge, my emotions joining hers as does my body....

Pain....I feel the pain coursing thru her body as if it were my own, but there is another sensation...a reward if you will, for the pain....pleasure...

The words stop as emotions overcome reason, and now there is only sound...sounds of two bodies merging, driving together in a violent race for release...

Her race comes to and end first, her loins release flooding me with its hot liquid, and a final cry of ecstasy comes from her throat as she finds her peace....

For long seconds I power into her, my stomach meeting her soft ass cheeks as I find my own release and my hot jism merges with hers.

I fall forward, my body pressed to hers, my arms encircling her sweat sheened body as our breathing begins to slow, our hearts coming back to normal...

"I love you Sarah, the time we spent away from each other has made this reunion an even more special time...for me....for us" I breathed into her hair as I tried to find the strength to rise and free her...

Soon strength did return, and the clasps that held her removed and we hold each other in our arms...Laughter, tears....kisses of passion and celebration we exchange, knowing that we have shared an experience that time will never take from us....

Together we hold hands, her body nestled against mine as we walk to the shower, to cleanse each other and explore our growing passion for each other....
 
My body weakened slightly from the intense pleasure along with the pain administered, I find myself falling into his arms as he releases me. Breathing heavily, the blindfold removed, I clung to him my mind spinning from the events we had just experienced.

I hear his words of love whispered into my ear, as his arms hold me close, and tears well up into my eyes even as a smile crosses my lips. Encircling him with my arms, wanting to feel the warmth, the closeness, the acceptance of him after the teasing and pain my body and mind had just undergone.

Suddenly, I realize the the confusion, the pain, the teasing, the almost torturous events were all worth it - for just this moment. To be held in his arms, to be comforted, to be loved. This moment was euphoric and I knew that I had never experienced before and was doubtful I ever would again.

As he rose and helped me to my feet, I discovered I needed to lean on him to follow where he lead. Feeling the strength of his arm about me made me feel suddenly secure and safe.

As we entered the large bathroom, I look curiously about. As Randy puts out towels and adjusts the water, I am amazed once more amazed at this man that I've known for so long and yet am only beginning to see who he really is.

Taking my hand, he gently pulls me into the shower, and as the water washes over our bodies, our lips find each other. I feel his arms about me, his fingertips playing along my spine. Reaching up, I hold his face between my palms and look into his eyes. Smiling softly at him as I press my body into him, I feel overwhelmed.

"Randy, so much time wasted I can hardly believe it. But here we are now, together. And I firmly believe time can stand still in this place, my love. All we have to do is but ask it to."

Slipping my arms around his neck, I draw him to me, my lips nuzzling his ear as I feel his arms tighten once more.
 
We shower...the mist of heat swirls around us, magnifying the magic of the moment we share...

Holding Sarah to me I wash her, gently, slowly.... My thoughts are on her, and what has just happened between us...

"Sarah, I need to share something with you I've never tried to explain to anyone before" I speak to her softly as the water washes over us...

Her face turns to me and her soft eyes open, a gentle smile creeps across her face...

"Your secrets are safe with me, you know that,” She chides me gently as she speaks, then presses her lips to mine in the gentlest of kisses.

Nodding I pull her even more tightly to me, her words releasing the pain of loneliness that has been stored within me for too long. Choking back the emotions that have lodged within my throat I begin to share with her my feelings....

"What went on between us was special" I started slowly, trying to choose words that refused to come to me..."Not only as lovers, or as friends but on a much deeper, intense level. You gave yourself to me, as I did to you...You trusted your heart, your emotions, your entire being to me on the faith I wouldn't destroy you"

Caressing her cheek I continued as I kissed her gently in return. "We've bonded our souls in a place so deep within us, a place that few dream of, trusting each other in a way few dare"

The words have failed me as I meet her tender eyes, my attempt to tell her what she means to me a dismal failure, I fear, as her hand reaches upwards to caress my face.

"It's not time for words, though yours I understand" She hushes me with a kiss …."Rather a time for us to touch, to be tender and let our love grow"

Her words make me smile, then laugh at the wisdom and simplicity of them and I realize I have become whole....

"Then let us love, and fall exhausted into each others arms as sleep comes to us" I agree and press my lips to hers, my body melding itself to hers as my hunger for her grows
 
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The Conclusion

A popular misconception of the Dom / Sub life is that one has ultimate control over the other....But without one there is no other, is there????

And without Chele there would have been no tale to tell here as well...


Thank You my sweet lass...For your words, your inspiration and your patience...

We close this thread, and thank all who have taken the time to read it, and for the comments on it...

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