Undercover

[cgraven]

Lily moaned in disappointment. Batard could see that the young coed wasn’t so sure she could wait. The sexual need that drove her was consuming her. Yet he waited to see what the young beauty would do.

“I do not want to punish you for failing Lily…….I know you can do this Lily, to please me.” The carrot and the stick, the threat of punishment, and his praise and belief in the young coed that she could do as he commanded.

This was not the first young girl that Batard had in this position, he knew that Lily was turned on by pain, and that her deeply submissive nature and her need to please would drive her on. He could see, for just a second or two, Lily gave serious thought to the punishment he would dish out if she failed and wondered if she would find some pleasure in it.

“I’ll---I’ll try….” It was the only promise she could make him.

Batard enjoyed the way Lily squirmed on his lap, her firm ripe young body massaging his cock. He waited until the young coed was on the verge of failing when he softly said, “You may cum now Lily.”

When the young beauty regained her breath he simply asked, “Lily would you like to see what your punishment would have been If you failed?”

Now that the young coed had cum would she also grasp the pain that would have been hers if she had failed, could she have both.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“You may cum now Lily.”

Never had such words given her a feeling of relief as she let her body’s demands take over and soon felt her world explode in pleasure and release. She was still breathing heavily when she heard Batard’s question.

“Lily would you like to see what your punishment would have been If you failed?”

Lily was almost afraid to know but there was something in her nature. Call it her unrelenting sense of curiosity that had her nodding her head.

“Yes, please.”

Batard had just shown her how pain and pleasure could walk hand in hand. Lily stood on the brink of fear of the unknown and her unrelenting curiosity. She needed to know, given the line of work she had chosen to indulge in, it was something she needed to know for future work prospects.

 

[cgraven]

Batard loved the young coed’s shy reply when he asked the young beauty, “Lily would you like to see what your punishment would have been If you failed?” He saw the look of temptation in the young coed’s soft eyes, a touch of tempting curiosity.

“Yes, please.”

Batard knew that this gorgeous young coed was turned on by pain, he also knew that Lily was eager to please as well as possessed of a very pleasing submissive nature. He also knew that Lily seemed adverse to sexually engaging with Monique. So, Lily’s punishment would take several different forms.

Batard held out his hand to the naked young coed. “Take my hand and come young lady.” He led Lily through a door at the back of his office, down a dimly lit corridor, and a flight of stairs. He opened a door at the bottom of the stairs. The room was brightly lit and was outfitted as a BDSM dungeon. A pair of manacles hung from the ceiling above a spreader bar. Step up to the bar Lily, spread your legs wide and fasten your ankles to the bar, then raise your hands above your head so I may capture your wrests.”

Batard simply waited for the gorgeous you coed to do as she was told. How far would Lily’s curiosity take her? Little did the young girl know that this was also a test for her, one of which if she passed, Lily would be moving up to the next tier of the Chained Unicorn’s clients. Batard selected a flogger, a five strand whip, and an English riding crop. “Chose the instrument of your chastisement Miss Bennett.”

Also on the cart was a set of three wicked looking clamps linked together by a golden chain. An extra little gift for the young coed.

If Lily obeyed his instructions then he would call Monique to prepare Lily’s nipples and clit for being clamped. Wither Monique chose to use her fingers or her tongue to prepare Lily was Monique’s choice.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Lily took Batard’s hand and followed him, curious. He led her out of his office and down a flight of stairs. When he opened the door to a room, she blinked a few times, not sure she was seeing what she was seeing. However, she was and Lily wasn’t sure what to make of it. As she stepped further into the room, she studied it. She had heard of BDSM dungeons before, but this was the first time she had actually been in one.

Batard gave her orders to shackle herself to the spreader bar that lay on the floor. He then told her to raise her arms so he could attach her wrists to a pair of manacles that hung from the ceiling. Lily unconsciously took a step then another backwards, back toward the door they had come in. Her pulse was racing. Her mouth went dry. She looked from the scene in front of her to Batard. Before she could say anything, Batard told her to pick one of three things he held in his hand, a flogger, a whip and a riding crop. Lily took another step back. She hadn’t asked for all of this.

Alarm bells went off in her head. Still, she was curious but she wasn’t confident that she was curious enough to find out what Batard had planned for her.

“I---I--- I don’t think I really want to know what you have planned, Mr. Batard.”

Granted, what he had taught her about pain and pleasure just a little while ago, certainly didn’t amount to the same thing he wanted from her now and Lily wasn’t sure she wanted that much of an education at this point.

“I---I think I just want to go to my room please, Mr. Batard.”

Her curiosity might not have been sated and she was pretty sure she didn’t want it to be either.

 

[cgraven]

Batard was pleased that Lily had willingly taken his hand, her naïve curiosity tempting the gorgeous young coed to see what her punishment would have been for not obeying Batard and she had cum before he gave her permission. Batard knew that more than mere curiosity had Lily following him. Two things stood out to him, one was her obvious submissive nature, the other was the fact that pain aroused the gorgeous young coed.

When Lily first saw the BDSM dungeon. She blinked a few times, not sure she was seeing what she was seeing. However, she was and Lily wasn’t sure what to make of it. Oh, how he loved these little moments of a young beauty’s awakening. His instruction seemed to take the young beauty a back, not only emotionally but physically as well as, Lily took a step or two back from the spreader bar and manacles.

“I---I--- I don’t think I really want to know what you have planned, Mr. Batard.” Lily stammered. This was the first time that the young coed truly baulked to follow his instructions. True she had hesitated during her interview but Lily had never baulked to do as he wished.

“I---I think I just want to go to my room please, Mr. Batard.”

Her curiosity might not have been sated and that could be used to his advantage.

“Lily have I ever hurt you my dear? True I have shown you how judicial pain could increase your sexual pleasure.” Batard let his words, like misty fingers curl around her doubts. He then continued spinning his words around Lily senses. “Remember when I first took you to my bed, I bound your wrests to the head board, and blindfolded you……remember Lily?”

Batard then appealed to the young coed’s submissive nature. “Miss Bennett It would please me if you did bind your trim ankles to the spreader bar and raised your hands to the manacles.”

He paused, his eyes, held Lily’s in his steady gaze. “Trust me Miss Bennett…….I have never truly hurt you nor will I………I have always brought unimagined pleasure to you…………Let me do so now.”

Batard extended his hand to the naïve young coed to lead her back to the spreader bar, so her own curiosity could be sated.

“Trust me…….and your pleasure will be beyond anything you have experienced so far.

All Lily Bennett had to do was take Batard’s hand and trust him. He knew that Trust would be the real bounds that bound the gorgeous young coed to him and the Chained Unicorn.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Batard’s words sunk into her. He was right. He hadn’t hurt her. So far. Did she trust him, however? As much as she could trust a stranger. Lily’s curiosity was warring with her fear of the unknown. Her frightened look took in the equipment around the room once again. Her fingers clenched into fists at her side. There was something deep inside her that wanted to know, wanted to experience it and yet, there was something warning her not to. She took a hesitant step forward.

“You won’t hurt me?”

Her voice was small and cautious. How bad could it be? The feel of cool metal on her bare skin tempted her. The inability to move was a conflicting thought in her mind. At the moment, her fear kept her from moving any further toward the spreader bar that rested on the floor and beckoned Lily to come closer.

Batard held out his hand, waiting for her to put her own into it. Still, she vacillated. His voice washed over her like warm honey, heating her skin and making it tingle with the thought of possibilities. Some good. Some wicked. Some unknown.

 

[cgraven]

That first little step that Lily took towards the spreader bar pleased Batard. He knew that it was foolish to press the gorgeous young coed to hard. It was much better to let her own naïve curiosity lead her to take another step. If she did take that next step Batard knew her own sweetly submissive nature and her need to please would probably have her take another step.

Batard held his breath as Lily once more hesitated, yet she did not baulk, and that pleased him. Then came the softly asked question that thrilled his heart.

“You won’t hurt me?”

Her voice was small and cautious. He could guess what was going through her young mind. How bad could it be? Batard could see how the feel of cool metal on her bare skin tempted her. As was the inability to move, there were also conflicting thought in her mind.

“Miss Bennett I would never hurt you……….after all pleasure is our business, not suffering.”

The reassuring words wrapped around the young coed’s fears and senses. Batard did not lie to Lily but his words were half truths designed to reassure the young coed and seductively bend her to his will. Batard saw that the spreader bar, that rested on the floor, sweetly, yet darkly beckoned Lily to come closer.

Batard again held out his hand, waiting for the young coed to put her own into it. He let his voice washed over her like warm honey, heating her skin and making it tingle with the thought of possibilities. Some good. Some wicked. Some unknown, yet all so darkly tempting. All lily had to do was to take his hand and all he promised would be hers. Just another little step, and just a little trust was all it would take.

Batard waited for Lily to take his hand.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She heard Batard’s voice. It was silky and enticing. Hard to resist yet something inside her, did. She didn’t trust him. Her training went too deep to allow for that. Yet, her curiosity was killing her. She wanted to know. There was a part of her that wanted to experience…. things.

Lily moved until she could slip her hand into his. She knew she would be completely at his mercy once she had those manacles on her ankles and at her wrists.

Pain and Pleasure.

Oh, sweet heavens did that entice her to move forward. If anything, she had to take him at his word and he was right, so far he hadn’t really hurt her. Lily’s mind turned to how the pain had melded with the pleasure until it had created such a high for her that she had cum when he had told her she could. Her orgasm had been unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It made her wonder, what else was there?

 

[cgraven]

Batard could see the skepticism in Lily’s eyes. He also saw that war between her skepticism and the temptation to experience…. things……more. He held her eyes captive in his gaze. He was pleased when the gorgeous young coed took another step and slipped her hand into his, apparently surrendering to the temptation for more.

More Pain more Pleasure, for her orgasm had been unlike anything she had ever experienced before. what else was there? Batard was more than willing to play on these feelings and temptations.

Step by hesitant step Batard led Lily back to where the spreader bar and manacles waited to embrace the gorgeous young coed. “Trust me Lily and all your questions will be answered. Have I truly hurt you? Have I not brought you unimagined pleasure?”

Batard’s words like misty fingers caressed her senses and beckoned to the young coed’s temptations, all she had to do was to step to the bar and raise her hands to the manacles. Batard let Lily’s mind turned to how the pain had melded with the pleasure until it had created such a high for her that she had cum when he had told her she could. Her orgasm had been unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It made her wonder, what else was there? And Batard was there to answer all of lily’s unasked questions and temptations.

"Lily lift your hands to the manacles for their sensual embrace and all your unasked questions will be answered and your wants and desires fulfilled."

Batard’s voice was firm, reassuring, and yet it was also sensual, seductive, and enticing with a touch of authority and command that called to the young coed’s submissive nature.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

As Lily found herself stepping up to the spreader bar, she bent over and manacled her ankles. The metal felt cool and just a bit impersonal. Yet, there was something so enticing about it. She was still unsure of not having any way to escape if this wasn’t for her. She would be completely helpless. Still, she found herself raising her hands toward the ceiling, toward the manacles that hung down from there.

Her eyes were fastened on Batard. His words molded over her skin like sleek silk. Lily could feel her nipples tighten into tight buds. Pressure was starting to build up between her legs and as much as she would have liked to rub her thighs together, she could not. The spreader bar insured that. Instead, she felt exposed and wide open to Batard. That only seemed to add to her excitement.

 

[cgraven]

Batard had put out the temptation, that there was more to discover, of the seductive joys of pain that Lily seemed so addicted to and the enticing wave of sexual pleasure she had experienced so far at this man’s hands. He had spun his words like misty fingers to seductively curl around the young coed sense and weary hesitation to over come Lily lack of trust. Yet in the end Batard was quite pleased as the gorgeous young coed stepped up to the spreader bar, she bent over and manacled her ankles to the cold embrace of the metal. Yet there was something so enticing about it for both of them.

Batard watched as Lily took another little step, she found herself raising her hands toward the ceiling, toward the manacles that hung down from there. Batard’s body pressed to Lily’s gorgeous, naked, young body as he fastened the manacles around her delicate wrists. He could see in Lily’s soft expressive eyes that she felt exposed and wide open to Batard and yet it only seemed to add to her excitement.

Slowly his hands slid down her upstretched arms, caressed her firm young breasts, rolled Lily’s nipples to tighten into tight buds. His hands caressed the sensual curves of her torso and came to rest on her hips. “You are new to all this Miss Bennett…………Let me teach you.”

Batard’s eyes probed the depths of the young coed’s eyes. He could see she did not trust him, but also he saw the temptation that had placed Lily completely in his hands. “ I offered you the choice of the flogger……….” He picked up the flogger draped it over Lily’s shoulder. Like sensual fingers each strand of the flogger slithered over the young coed silken skin to cascade from her shoulder to her firm young breast. One strand clung to Lily’s nipple before falling, and slithering down across her taunt abdomen.

Next cane the leather whip, a flick of his wrist and the leather tongue of the whip slithered to life. Batard then looped the leather whip around Lily’s neck and drew her moist ripe lips to his for a sensual kiss. Like the flogger it cascade from her shoulder to sensually caress the young coed’s breasts and nipples.

The last was the riding crop. Batard caressed Lily’s inner thigh with the soft leather tab, then seductively started tapping her inner thigh. Sensual caress and seductive taping mingled in a symphony of sensation.

“Lily which shall it be, the flogger, the whip, or the riding crop Miss Bennett.”

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“You are new to all this Miss Taylor…………Let me teach you.”

His words. His fingers wandering up on their way to manacle her wrists, stopped to tweak her nipples into tight buds, was both arousing and yet, slightly painful. It wasn’t that his fingers were in any way harsh, it was the arousal she found slightly painful, causing her to whimper softly. His eyes, which found hers, were deep and direct. She left herself unguarded, yet guarded. In other words, he could see her distrust but also her willingness to learn.

She watched as he picked up the flogger, letting it drape over her shoulder. Her eyes closed slowly so she could better absorb the feelings it caused. She felt it move down to her breast, causing her breast to tighten and making her wiggle in her bondage.

The sound of the leather whip brought her eyes open. Batard placed it around her neck, drawing her forward until their lips touched even as the whip made a path down her body. She moaned against Batard’s lips.

The riding crop startled her as she felt it caress her inner thigh. She could feel her core jump to life, starting a throbbing deep inside her.

"Lily which shall it be, the flogger, the whip, or the riding crop Miss Taylor.”

She supposed she should be grateful that he was giving a choice and what a choice it was. Lily looked into his face again, her eyes meeting and holding his own. Each instrument had made her shiver in anticipation. Her answer came at just barely above a whisper, her fingers tightening over the manacles that held her wrists prisoner.

“The whip, please Mr. Batard.”

 

[cgraven]

Batard loved how Lily’s stunning young body was bound and delightfully displayed and the way her vibrant young body responded to his touch. He could see in the young coed’s expressive eyes, the seductive little struggle between the young coed’s distrust but also her willingness to learn. He was pleased that she took another little step into the world that would be her young life, when she allowed herself to be bound to the spreader bar and raised her hands to the waiting manacles.

Bound, her young body spread-eagle, Lily was at Batard’s Mercey. It was then that he tempted the ravishing young coed with the flogger’s sensual supple tongues, the tempting reality of the whip, and the sensual caress of the riding crop. Batard was surprised when Lily made her choice. Her answer came at just barely above a whisper, her fingers tightening over the manacles that held her wrists prisoner.

“The whip, please Mr. Batard.”

“Certainly Miss Bennett!”

Once more Batard looped the braided leather whip around the young coed’s neck and drew her lips to his. This time Batard kissed Lily deeply, a slow passionate kissed that demanded that she respond, to give herself to him, in that one kiss. When his lips slowly parted from hers, they clung to Lily’s lips till the last possible second. The braided leather whip seductively slid from the young coed’s shoulder, to sensually cascade down over the young coed’s breasts and her erect nipples before caressing her firm abdomen and velvet thighs.

Suddenly like a clap of summer thunder the whip curled around Lily’s supple young body licking at her breasts and nipples. Then a sensual kiss. Batard left Lily to wonder what would come next, the stinging kiss of the whip, or the pleasure of the brush of his kiss to the bound beauty’s lips, perhaps the sweet sensual suckling of her nipples.

The whip cracked, curled around Lily’s hips to kiss her pussy. Pleasure and pain mingled to together as never before. Batard loved how the stunning young coed danced to the tune of the leather whip. Like a sensual little puppet Lily danced to the strings of pleasure or pain that he capriciously pulled.

“More Lily?” He asked as his finger slid along the folds of her sweet young pussy. The temping question, the softly spoken words that curled around lily’s senses, and the mingling of pain and pleasure as never before in Lily’s young life. Batard knew just how much pain he dealt, knowing the young coed’s dark desires.

Would Lily take the next step, embrace all the sensations that Batard was introducing this vibrant young coed to? If she did than Lily would move up to the inner most circle and to the most influential clients of the chained Unicorn and their wicked demands.

Yet first she must pass Batard’s latest test. With each strike of the whip, with each seductive caress of his hands, he let the sensations build, waited to see if she begged for “More.”

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Unsure of what to expect or feel, the sudden stinging feel of the whip’s tail, touched Lil’s skin, causing her gasp in both mingled pain and pleasure. Still on the high of Batard’s kiss, the kiss of the whip was another matter. Instinctively she knew that Batard had not even flicked the whip with any real force. Yet, it stung. When the whip had flicked against her the outer folds of her pussy, she felt the heat from the bite of the whip. Batard’s question was joined by the feel of his finger along dual pleats of her outer lips.

There was heat in the pain he inflicted so expertly. The heat spread from her core throughout her body, making it throb with need. She felt her core muscles contract and release only to contract again, over and over. She barely caught his question. When it registered, she softly whimpered.

“Yes please, Mr. Batard.”

Heat, desire, need. All three spread from the center of her belly, invading all of her senses.

 

[cgraven]

“More.”

“Yes please, Mr. Batard.” Lily whimpered.

Batard was the Master of the whip he knew how to mingle its stinging kiss with it’s sensual caress, until the young coed was lost in a world of overpowering sensations. Where pain and pleasure mingled became one overpowering sensation. Heat, desire, need. All three spread from the center of her belly, invading all of her senses

Lily was hanging in her bounds, her gorgeous young body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. The young coed’s breathing came in gasps. “would you like to move up to the highest level of our clientele Lily?”

Batard studied the young coed as she hung in her chains. “To service our most elite clients Lily you must know how to excite and please them no matter what they request of you. Sometimes they may want you to dominate them. At other times they will want to dominate you Lily. If you are to be dominated then there will be a hidden watcher to make sure you are safe.”

Batard waited to let all he said sink in as Lily hung spread-eagle in her chains. He waited to see what her answer and fate would be.

“You must be part actress as well as a very pleasing companion. Can you do this Lily?”

The moment of truth had arrived for Lily.







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