The Sub Next Door (Closed: NickIsSora)

The whip was as bad as expected, and worse. When the leather hit her delicate skin, it felt as if she had touched hot metal, and she shrieked softly every time it hit. Good thing he had slowed down so much - she closed her eyes and breathed deliberately slowly in preparation for each hit, then threw her head back and tensed her body when it hit. Ow! Ow! Ow! Each of the welts kept hurting long after the strike.

After he freed her, she gingerly touched the red stripes he had left. Even getting close hurt quite a bit, and she did not dare touching the broad, hot marks with more than a fingertip. Quite an interesting pattern, if only it did not hurt so much! Her entire body was covered in red lines, standing our from her pale skin like a strange tattoo.

"That...that hurt too much, I think. Maybe later when I am more experienced..."
 
"Honestly whipping is about endurance to pain in general it takes some people longer then others to build up the tolerance...but i expected this as long as your ok come on."

Marco lead her to his bathroom and smiled handing her a small packet.

"Epsom salts lay in a tub tonight with this with hot water mix this in with the water and it will take those sings out and heal them up ok?"

Marco smiled helping her put her clothes on.

"Are you ok other wise...anything on your mind."
 
"Salt? Won't that burn in my wounds?", she asked timidly. She really had had quite enough pain for the evening. "It was fun... maybe next time, we can try a full... well, session, or whatever you want to call it. You know, where you can just do whatever you want to me, and surprise me. Except...", she smiled shyly, "...except for sex. It would feel so weird to me to have sex with someone I know so little. It is something different when you hurt me, for some reason. Please understand. Maybe later, when I am more experienced."

Yes, why did she allow him to put her through pain so easily, but was still scared at that memory of seeing the girl "forced" to please her tormentor? That felt like the much greater violation to her.
 
Marco look she was clueless taking her hand to his bathroom as he handed her the box of epsom salts on the box directions

"this desolves in your bath and you soak the water does sting slightly bit. the salts release a few healing properties for your body thrust me you earned it"
 
She noticed the condescension in his voice and gave him a cheeky smile: "Hey, it is the first time I am recovering from whip wounds - obviously. What kind of girl do you take me for?". She punched him lightly in the arm and rolled her eyes. "Thanks anyway."
 
Marco nods and watched her walk out of his place he bit his lip and sighed as he sat and watched TV at the moment after a good shower relaxing a bit he laid back on the couch. after his break he finished the boxes then began cooking dinner he couldn't get her from his mind. Marco let his properties heat up and prep them selves the oven on and the pot of water trying to boil. Marco looked to her windows next door wondering what she was doing...Marco doesn't know what stirred inside him but he liked being around her it made him feel warm and bit his lip.
 
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The week passed without incident. They greeted each other - they were friends now, probably. Well, he had beaten her, at her request. What DID that make them? She had no idea, but it had felt nice. And so, on Friday evening, she came closer to him after the usual greeting and said quietly: "Well... our... thing... can we do that again sometime?" She still felt insecure talking directly about it, but she could not hold back her curiosity.
 
Marco went to work during the week letting his job over take his life sat - sun he was off to let couples enjoy there weekend and he would allow them to send him emails. marco herd a knock at his door seeing his cute neighbor christine he nods and smiled as he allowed her in to his house "lets talk about it before then come on in. want some tea ibwas just about to have some myself. "

he smiled inviting her to sit with him. I have all sorrs to i am having lavander peppermint."
 
She followed his invitation and stepped in, considerably less scared than the last time, but still a little apprehensive. It was a relatively cool day, so she was wearing a short coat, which she took off and put on a hook. Underneath it, she was wearing long black pants and a grey sweater. She thanked him, took the cup of tea and sat down. "Yes, let's talk about it. This is all still so new to me, so scary."
 
Marco sat with her keeping his distance as she sat in one couch and he the other crossing his legs Indian style he sighed and sipped the tea. "I don't know what to say except this may intrigue you but this is also a real adrenalin rush and you need to really want to experience it to feel the experience."

Marco bit his lip. "This is not easy to hold back with this type of fun....or sexual need...this can make some women stay clear or be very afraid it can get graphic and then it can also be very stimulating with little fuss."

Marco looked to her and sipped his drink. "Maybe i should do with you what i do to my Patience as a Councilor...lets go over some questions and explore what you feel..."

Marco looked to her and thought. "So tell me what you feel what makes you want to explore this...talking about it will help relax you."
 
"It feels good, even though my entire mind says it should not. It feels so exciting, more exciting than anything I have ever felt, but all the way, I think how crazy it is that I am asking this man I barely know to beat me. It is the worst afterwards. For some reason, I did not feel as much pain while you were doing this, but, wow, did it hurt when you were done. Adrenaline rush, I suppose. I also felt bad, as if I had done something very wrong. That was why it took me so long to talk about it again. But I can not stop the excitement. I want more of that."
She was very eager indeed... after a long pause to collect her bravery, she took a deep breath and said: "Why don't we continue this conversation downstairs? I can hardly wait to be there again."
 
Marco smiled and nods as they walked up stairs to the room he had her in before. He nods and looked around understanding her excitement. "so....you want this again.....where to start as before a paddle...maybe something else....a bit heavier and harder? I know your going to ask me...but if you do..i am going to start where we did before...with the Paddle and we will work past that slowly."

Marco laid out the Cuffs, rope, Chain and bars to restrain her. He gave her the choice once more. "I will go as long as you want once more the signal is Apple....you say that i stop..."
 
She took off her top slowly, more out of embarassment than to draw it out - She was almost showing a full-body blush. After dropping her pants and kicking off her sandals, she was in her underwear. It was white, not particularly arousing underwear. She was the practical type - and besides, she was still unsure about the sexual part of it all. Better not encourage that part too much yet. "I can keep on my underwear, right?"
 
Marco nods and smiled looking at her cute blush he got his instruments ready. "how do you want to be strung up just like last time?"

Marco asked as he looked to her eyes for a answer but she looked unsure her self from his perception. Marco smiled a bit enjoying the poor girl was nervous but hopefully he was making this fun.
 
"Just do whatever you want, I guess... just be gentle."

She wrapped her arms around herself. She was feeling a little cold, despite the summer day; fear and uncertainty mixed with anticipation and that strange excitement she had found she always felt when she was bound and being beaten. Why? She wanted to find out.
 
Marco took the cuffs clicking them on her making sure she would not fall out but the cuffs were not tight either to prevent to bad of bruising and injury. He lowered the hook so she could stand and cuffed her ankles this time a new experience for her so she couldn't kick up. With the Paddle he stuck her first on the ass a common place to start slowly he dragged the paddle gently across her skin then hit her again in the stomach the strike was enough to feel it but was not a severe blow he was litterally flicking his wrist to start so no heavy force was applied. He dragged it across her skin again this time a hit to her back. He ran the paddle up and down her skin as he smiled a bit then running it over to her breasts he tapped each breast right on the nipple in the small tap he ran it back town a moment before paddling her thigh then around again to finally spank her pussy area then pressed the paddle gently in to her stomach.-"That was the first go around...want another ....ask for it..."-He smiled the small voice of dom on him he wanted her to ask for another set of gentle hits.-
 
She was almost used to this by now, but each hit still hurt as it smacked into her most tender parts. He knew exactly where to hit a woman to make it really, really hurt. Yet she was smiling between small shrieks of pain. That strange warmth rose from the areas he had hit and filled her with excitement again. When he stopped, her body was red both from being hit all over, and from the slow realization that she had just stripped almost naked and asked someone to beat her all over. What? What was she doing?
Still, she wanted more. And something more than this paddle, too. Maybe something different from the hitting? It could not hurt to ask... so she asked to be hurt: "Can... can you show me some of the other instruments you use? I want to try some out."
 
Marco smiled a bit he laid out the crop,the whip,a few clamps, a small box with a few connections, and melted wax which was kept stired amd hot for him

"Well we got these other things" Marco chuckled "a crop,whip,clamps, electro, and hot wax. there are more but there to brital and i refuse to use them as i also do not have them"
 
"All those sound bad... really bad", she said after a long pause. "Hot wax? I think I can imagine what that is... do you really do that to women?", then, with a bright smile, she added, "and would you do that to me?" in what she thought could pass for an erotic voice.
 
Marco smiled and chuckled a bit. "I would love to do that to you that is a interesting feeling."
Marco looked to her. "If you want to strip down a bit i can use this hot wax treatment on you it comes with a blindfold half of the joy is not seeing it coming."

Marco walked over the cuffs and blind fold as he instructed her after she removed most of her clothing he cuffed her feet and hands to the bed the cuffs where loose enough to keep her there in place but it was not harming her either, Then he pulled out a blindfold.

"It's ok take a deep breath." Marco blindfolded her and then he picked up the hot wax jar from the heat and waited hearing her say go he poured a dime size drop on her stomach a few inches up a penny sized drop. Then a bit lower by her waist and sensitive areas he dropped a Nickle sized drop he waited and put it back on heat.

"How do you like it so far?"
 
She still was not entirely used to being half-naked in front of this man, and being tied down like that made her blush more intense, almost rivaling the angry red of the paddle marks. Still, she decided to be brave and gave him a little nod to proceed after he had secured her.
She winced and bit her lower lip as the heat touched her sensitive skin - it was a hot, clear pain, quite different from the bite of the whip. The worst thing was the blindfold - it made her guess where the next drop would come, and when it would hit. It was maddening to try and predict, and then to be hit by surprise when the hot liquid scalded her. The anticipation was killing her, and her breathing became hard with excitement every time another drop had hit - where? when? She started to squirm in the restraints a little.
"You can keep it up. It is not so bad..."; it really wasn't. Better than the paddle, actually (her back was still a little sore from that). Feeling adventurous, she added: "This electrical thing... does it hurt more? Maybe we can try that next, if you are gentle."
 
"It doesn't hurt so much as....pinch i guess...it can get pretty heavy but...its a odd feeling."

Marco smiles as he pours a few more wax bits on her not hitting both her nipples just a drop above her clit and a few on her legs and arms he saw her squirm and smiled. He put a few more drops on and a splosh on her stomach as he smiles. "That was it for the wax." Marcos said as he un blind folds her and unties her
 
The wax felt odd and stiff when she tried to move again, and fell off in large lumps. It was a good thing she had very little body hair - but still, she would somehow have to get rid of it all. "I have an idea", she said before her brain realized what her mouth was saying, "how about you whip the wax off of me?"
What had she just said? It was too late to take it back now, in any case, and she did feel up for another round of whipping, even though she would rather not have admitted it...
 
Marco smiled and listen to her as he nods.

"Ok then if you insist Whip next this will be different."

Marco tied her up and suspended her slowly waiting for it he grips his whip once ready and he looked at her lightly handing her toes barely able to touch the floor he sighed gently and looked to her eyes.

"I hope your ready."

with her feet and arms bound for this she could not move much. Once he got her ready he threw the whip out but...this was different the crack of the whip came and snapped just on the sides of the wax and the wax it self it was so concentrated and so much power with it it snapped the wax off she felt the sting but it was not as bad soon he did 10 more spots but he was not done.

"Is this ok so far?" Marco asked her making sure not to freak her out.
 
When she had fully realized what she had said, she was already dangling in the air, heart beating wildly and skin tingling with a strange sort of excitement and fear. The pain was different, but still bad enough to make her squeal with each hit. "Go on... it's not that bad.", she lied. It was bad, but she did not want to back out now. She wanted to test her limits.
There was still a lot of wax stuck to her naked skin, and whipping it all off would leave her black and blue. Breathing, too, was getting a bit difficult as the hanging pressed down on her chest muscles. Her legs were sore and tired from the strain, and this was all starting to feel embarassing. Why did she want to continue? Something in her just wanted to.
"Go on! Beat me! I deserve the whip for doing such perverted things, don't I?" She was really getting into the role of the prisoner now, and she was shouting for punishment - unbelievable! Unthinkable for her normally. To taunt him even more, she even managed a grin and put out her tongue at him in a moment of wild, unhinged excitement. She was getting a little exhausted, and sweat glistened on her face, but she was smiling - for the moment, at least. Until another round of blows would come.
 
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