LOVE IS PAIN

She walked into a dimly lit room and removed her black cloak to reveal her milky white skin. She ran a hand over her arm in a futile attempt to create warmth. The room was damp, cold and dark.

She was so nervous. She had never been in this type of situation before. She walked around the room, tracing a finger along the cold and rough stone walls. She lightly touched a pair of shackles on the wall while staring at the throne-like chair across the room.

At the sound of footsteps she raced to her kneeling pillow at the right foot of her Master’s throne. She lowered her head and began staring at the cracks in the floor as the door swung open.

Many scantily clad women, pulling anxiously at their leashes, hauled in a horde of darkly dressed, straight-faced men. The men leaned back against the wall while the women knelt on the floor, clinging adoringly at their Masters’ legs.

She slowly lifted her head to nod and smile at the other slaves. Hearing more footsteps, everyone in the room fixed their eyes on the door. She caught a glimpse of her Master entering before remembering her place and shamefully lowering her eyes back to the floor in front of her.

He came near and took her chin into his hand, slowly lifting her face so their eyes would meet. His eyes, while they showed love and understanding, shimmered with coldness deep within them. At that moment, she knew he had noticed her watching him as he entered. She was to be punished in front of all of these strangers!

He opened an ancient-looking chest at the left foot of His throne and pulled out her collar. He placed in gingerly around her neck while admiring the personally engraved silver plaque that graced the front. Once her leash was attached, she was towed on hands and knees to the part of the wall where the shackles jutted out menacingly. He lifted her softly and chained her up. She lowered her head as he slipped the blindfold over her eyes. Her face turning beet red, she slowed her breathing, attempting to stay calm.

She heard a loud smack and fire exploded from the skin on her thigh as a small whimper escaped her quivering lip. The sound of the blow was then replaced with a deafening ring in her ears. The crimson fire of her cheeks and face began to surge through her as the humiliation continued.

Sparks exploded over her chest, calves and tight stomach as the whip cracked against her soft and delicate skin. As her cheeks and face flamed, she became aware of the warm wetness growing between her thighs.

He removed the half-soaked blindfold as a new set of tears streamed down her crimson cheeks. He smiled warmly, running a finger down the side of her face. With this gesture, she began to relax as the ringing in her ears slowed to a quiet pulse. She saw that they were alone. He unchained her from the wall and led her back to the throne where he sat down and she returned to kneeling on her pillow.

He gently tugged her leash and, obeying, she stood before him. He reached out and brushed her glistening and steamy sex with an authorative hand. She threw her head back and let out a deep and almost primal moan.

He quickly unzipped and black pants releasing his rock hard cock with his free hand. He nodded to her. She dropped to her knees while hastily grabbing his pole with both hands. Slowly lowering her mouth to the velvety soft head of his penis, she flicked her tongue maniacally over the steel barbell that she noticed there. She began to push his member rhythmically in and out of her eager mouth.

“Touch yourself for me, slave. I want you to cum with me.” His voice loomed in her ears even though it was little more than a pleased and breathless whisper.

Bringing her hand up to gently fondle her throbbing clit, she violently continued her erotic assault on his engorged rod. She let out muffled moans as her aromatic juices slipped down her thigh creating a shimmery damp spot on the old stone floor.

Suddenly, he desperately grabbed a handful of her shining hair and forced himself deep into her throat. “Cum with me, my gorgeous slave! Cum with me NOW!” His voice broke as his erection started its first orgasmic twitches. Feeling the first spray of his semen splash into her awaiting mouth her body began to convulse as she lustfully ground her pelvis against her hand.

He pushed into her mouth harder and harder. She struggled to swallow all of his seed as her orgasm washed over her. Wave after wave of passion pulsed through their bodies as they swam in the seas of this intimate dance.

She collapsed against his legs, his rapidly shrinking manhood still encircled in her warm wet mouth. She sighed contentedly as he gently stroked the glossy sheen of her short red hair. He pulled her into his lap, his arms circling her slender frame. She looked deep into the blue pools of his eyes with pure adoration as he smiled joyfully.

“You disobeyed my rules in front of our guests,” he said matter-of-factly.

“I’m sorry Master. I was so nervous. We’ve never had company before and I panicked!” Her voice was pleading and nervous.

He chuckled lightly as he pushed her over his knee. She began to squirm and kick as she felt a strong hand on the back of her neck push her down forcefully. She begged him not to punish her anymore as his first vicious blow landed square on her right cheek. She pleaded to no avail as blow after blow fell on the supple skin of her ass.

As her rear turned a bright rosy pink, he grinned, admiring his work. She let out a sigh of relief between sobs as his hand reached into her thighs to explore her sex. She let out a guttural moan as his finger traced the dripping gateway of her slickly shaved mound. The hand tightened around her neck as she tried to throw her head back in ecstasy, her delicate moans still wafting through the air.

Holding her firmly he sat her up, her back against his chest. He positioned her opening over his rapidly growing cock. He thrust himself into her and she let out a shriek of desire.

“You did not have permission to moan, slave.”

He quickly grabbed a ball gag and handcuffs from his treasure chest. He laughed, waving the cuffs in front of her before tightly fastening her hands behind her back. He lifted her, spreading her legs wide and setting each one on the chair’s armrests. As he fastened the gag around her head he said, “This will teach you to disobey me.”

He thrust his erection deep inside of her. She managed a few weak moans before the gag blocked almost all the sound coming out of her mouth. He continued to rocket his large cock into her again and again. Her head thrashed back and forth passionately.

Brilliant shiny red hair swung violently about her face. She was transported to another world, a world of pure and erotic pleasure. They were the only people in this world. No one else existed.

The passion grew and grew while he hammered into her steamy hole over and over again. Small beads of sweat began to glisten on her pale pearlescent skin. She undulated her hips after each barbaric thrust to feel every inch of his member deep inside of her.

Her quiet moaning sounded almost robotic and seemed to be getting drowned out…further away. She felt that achingly familiar twitch in her loins as the noise in her ears grew to an ear-piercing roar. Her legs began to tremble s he pounded her harder and harder, trying to rush his own exquisite orgasm. He let out a series of short high-pitched grunts as the first of his hot seed shot into her. Her whole body began to quake as she mashed herself against his throb.

Sparks exploded in front of their eyes as they screamed the exquisite pleasures in unison. Their bodies slammed together with loud sweaty slaps as their orgasms overtook them. Collapsing into her Master’s lap, she shivered from the cold stabbing into her delicate skin. Arms drew her in close and she slowly curled up in his lap.

“I love you, slave.”