Painful Pleasures

Voyer

Nate just stared in awe. “Bite you?” he asked for the second time.

“Are you not into that?”

“It’s not that, but why the sudden interest?”

Blushing, I said “It’s a fantasy of mine. I think it’ll be fun.”

“So you’ve never actually been bitten? Are you aware of how much it’ll hurt?"

“Since when do you care so much about hurting me?” he grinned. “I trust you.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” he whispered as he tightened my ropes, causing them to rub and pinch what was already bruised.

“Does this feel good?” he asked. “Does it hurt?”

“Nothing I can’t handle.” Why should I give him the satisfaction? He pulled tighter and I cried out, my eyes flooded with water. He failed to hide the amusement in his voice.

“Are you gonna cry, little girl?”

His breath swept over my neck and I trembled. “A-asshole…” this time I jerked as the ropes cut deeper. “Nate!”

He chuckled. “That’s what I like. Call out to daddy.” without warning, pain shot up my neck and down my arm. I screamed and pulled at my restraints. They only grew tighter. My heart raced as adrenaline pumped through my veins. It hurt. It hurt so much, I could faint.The shock lingered long after Nate had finished. He kissed the tender area and I jerked away, fearing he might go in for a second bite. “Breathe..” I hadn’t even noticed I was holding my breath until he tilted my head upward. “Take deep breaths and try to calm down, okay?” I nodded, but I couldn’t stop myself from shaking. He loosened my ropes again and the feeling of blood rushing into my fingers was almost orgasmic. Probably the most relief I’d felt all night. “Should I hurt you more?” he licked the back of my neck. I shivered and shook my head, no. “But the fun’s just getting started.” My legs parted and he ran his fingers through my valley. “You’re doing so well already. Don’t tap out on me now.” He kissed my neck. I moaned as he rolled his finger over my c**t, sliding in ever so slightly to tease me.

“Do whatever you want. Just make it quick, please.”

“Shh…” he hushed me, “Sorry, Kit, but that’s not how this works. We don’t stop until one of us is too tired to move.” He lifted my arms over my head. There was a hook attached to the ceiling that I hadn’t noticed before. He tied me to the hook and tugged to make sure it was secure.

“Comfy?” he asked with a smirk.

“I’m nervous,” I admitted. He caressed my cheek.

“Good.” he tapped me with the whip and I flinched. I’d anticipated a painful lash. My shoulder ached, making this that much more uncomfortable. He circled around me, watching as I jumped around. Facing me, he ran his hand through my hair and I threw my head back to give him free range of my neck. He lifted my shirt and took my n*****s into his mouth. Pleasant tremors rippled through my body as his hands glided to my back and down to my butt. He slapped my cheeks and I giggled. I moaned as he fondled and left hickeys all over me. When his finger rubbed my anus, I jumped.

“Hey!” I protested, but he shushed me again. I wanted to listen, but now I was on edge. “Wait, Nate. That feels weird.” At the same time, he inserted his other fingers into my p***y.

“I think she would disagree.” he teased as he rubbed against my g-spot. “I didn’t think a little bite would’ve made you this soaked. Or did you just really enjoy choking on my d**k?” If I could hit him, I would have, but putting more strain on my arms would kill me. He kneeled down and took my c**t in his mouth.

“Ah!” It’d been so long since I’d felt his tongue. It was too good to handle, but he wouldn’t let me back away. My legs were like noodles, but I couldn’t fall. He suckled me like a baby and its binkie, toying with my n*****s and driving me crazy. When I felt the tension boiling, I pressed into him as I tried to force my orgasm to come sooner, but he stopped. “I’m close,” I protested.

“I know, but it’s too soon. You can c*m when I tell you.” I whined as he waited 20 seconds before continuing. Once again, I was approaching my peak when he stopped. After the third time, I squeezed my thighs and hooked my legs around his neck. He still managed to pull away, but it was too late. I bit my lip as my orgasm washed over me. Nate slapped my ass, hard.

“Ow!”

“What did I tell you?” he cupped my face. “You’re really hard-headed, you know that?” I smiled. The others were right. This is fun. “That’s funny?” He smacked me again. I giggled through the pain.

“I barely felt that.”

“Oh?” his fingers grazed my anus again. I jumped. He teased the entrance.

“Don’t!”

“Oh, so you feel that then?” He took me in his mouth again. At the same time, his finger slowly pushed into me.

“Hey, stop!” I said, but he didn’t listen. I was already sensitive from before, making this even more overwhelming. I felt so weird. “You're so nasty! Stop!” Despite this, I felt a strange sensation wielding up. I was helpless. I couldn’t move, couldn’t push him away. My mind fogged over as he sucked my bud and violated my ass. I had to shut my eyes tight as the most violent orgasm took over. My entire stomach felt like it was contracting and clamping together. I couldn’t stop it from happening. I cried out as I squirted on him. It must have surprised him as I felt him jump back. Then he smiled at me and put his mouth on me again. I jumped back as far as I could and pressed my legs together. “No, no! I can’t, please,” I felt fuzzy, like I could pass out at any moment. I couldn’t handle another orgasm so soon.

“Toys shouldn’t talk so much.” He pulled me back, holding me firm as I tried to squirm away. “You clearly haven’t learned any respect. Why should I show you mercy?” he suckled me again and the slightest touch of his tongue brought about another fit of unbearable spasms.

“Please, please!” I pleaded desperately. “Please, sir. Please, stop.” he halted and looked up at me. I didn’t even know I was crying until I felt a tear drop from my chin. When he stood up, he kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. Breathless and exhausted, I asked if he could release my hands between kisses. They were numb from being held up for so long.

“Ask nicely.”

“Please, sir.” I was too tired to cringe. Thankfully, he untied them from the hook. It felt good to let them down. I tried to sit, but he held me up.

“I didn’t say you could sit. Stay standing.”

“But-” his finger rolled over my throbbing c**t again. This was torture. Was he seriously going to keep going?

“Are we gonna have a problem?” he asked, watching me squirm. I shook my head and he wiped the tears from my eyes. “I didn’t think so.” He grabbed a towel from his bag and cleaned my face again as well as his hands. I knew we weren’t done, but I didn’t have the strength to fight. After 5 minutes, he hugged me from behind and I could feel him, hard as a rock, against my butt. “Keep your hands away or I’ll hook you up again.”

“But you said-”

“Shhh…You wanted to rest, right? I gave you a moment. Be grateful.” He parted my lips and used me to pleasure himself. It was hot and slick between my thighs. So tense I could feel his pulse, though I could just be feeling my own. “You gonna tell me you don’t want it?” I did. Despite my exhaustion, I’d wanted this for so long, I couldn’t say no. I was just tired of him toying with me. I rolled my hips and used my hand to massage his tip. It was sticky with precum. “Are you trying to tease me?” I smiled and licked my fingers. He sighed deeply. “You never learn,” I hadn’t expected him to lose patience so soon, but he slipped on a condom and grabbed my hips. I pulled away playfully. I yelped as he slapped my ass so hard he left a handprint. He drove into me while I was still getting over the shock. I lost control of my voice as pain and pleasure mixed together. The sound of his voice played like music as he went to work. I couldn’t even moan as the pressure seemed to numb everything in my brain. Words just turned to senseless gibberish as I desperately tried to convey my feelings. All I could do was gasp as he forced me to take it all in. I couldn’t use my safeword even if I wanted to as whimpering and sobbing was all I seemed to know how to do. He chanted swears in my ear as he fought against his own pending climax. Looks like he was too much for even himself. I would have laughed if I wasn’t so focused on this aching pressure trying to rip out of me. “Are you gonna c*m for me once more?”

“I can’t…I can’t, I can’t” I sobbed. My pelvic floor had contracted so much it felt like it was trying to pull air from a vacuumed bag. I had nothing left to give.

“You’d be surprised what the female body can do.” He picked up speed, but it was too much to bear. I put my hand back to stop him, but he shoved it away. “Do that again and I’ll hook you.”

“Nate, please!” his hand found my throat.

“I wouldn’t test me if I were you,” he warned. I knew he meant it, and I tried my best to bear it, but I couldn’t. I cried out and pushed away from him. He sighed. I shook my head no, but he took my hands and tied them to the hook again. He gripped the base of my hair and spoke into my ear. “You’re gonna squirt again before I c*m, understand?” I shook my head lazily. I felt as though all the liquid had been drained from my body. “If you don’t, I’ll force you to c*m until you pass out. Understand?” Despite my protest, I nodded. He tugged at my roots. “Say it.”

“Yes, sir.” he smiled. I didn’t want to fight anymore. I leaned over slightly to give him a better angel. He seemed to appreciate it as he got back to it. His moans were driving me through the roof. I didn’t think it was possible, but I felt my orgasm building yet again. I tried to focus and force it out sooner before Nate could finish. I could tell he was close by his breathing and pacing. My heart dropped when I heard someone at the door. “W-Wait! Nate, stop, someone’s at the door.” he paused and we listened. Were we being too loud? I did scream a few times. Maybe it was security checking in. “Did you lock the door?” He didn’t need to answer. I could see the door handle turning. “O-Occupied!” I said. His tip pressed against my cervix and I whimpered. “If you don’t stop, I’ll hit you, I swear.” he smiled.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

“Aida?” Monica called. “Is that you?”

Heat flooded my cheeks. Please don’t tell me she heard all this. Or worse, they all heard. This was NOT how I imagined this going. I struggled against my restraints, looking back at Nate to release me. He wasn’t looking at me, just staring at the door.

“Can I come in?” Monica asked. Why would she ask that? Of course not. At the same time I say no, Nate says yes. My eyes widened and I’d convinced myself I had misheard him. I shook my head, but the look he gave me wasn’t reassuring.

“You trust me, right?” he asked smugly. I was not in the mood to play with him. “Are you telling me you’ve never fantasized about being watched before?” I was quiet for a second, angry and embarrassed. He lowered his voice. “I want her to see. And I want to see you squirm.” Unexpected tears fell from my eyes. I didn’t even know why I was crying. The excited tremors moving through my body confused me and I found myself weighing my odds. I knew if I allowed it, I’d die of embarrassment after. I’d be laid bare to her in such a humiliating state. Could I handle that? But then I also wanted to please Nate. I wanted him to praise me more. When I didn’t say anything, Nate continued thrusting into me, scrambling my thoughts even more. “You can enter.” Nate said. My heart raced as I watched the handle turn. Goosebumps ran up my arms even though my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn’t look at her, so I shut my eyes tight. My teeth clattered from how hard I was trembling. Her silence only made my humiliation worse. I wanted to shrink so small I’d disappear off the face of the earth. “Don’t be shy, luv.” he whispered. “She only wants to admire how lovely you look.” I peeked just enough to see her face. Her eyes traveled over my body, making me want to cross my arms and hide, but my restraints wouldn’t let me. He forced me to turn my head and face her. I whimpered as more tears streamed down my face. I could die right now and I’d be grateful.

“You’re really beautiful, Aida,” Monica said sweetly. A deep warmth settled into my stomach. I felt overstimulated and helpless.

“What do you say, Kit?”

“Thank..you..” I whispered between gasps. I jumped when she reached and wiped a tear from my face. I searched her eyes for answers.

“Nate, you should take better care of your toys. She’s filthy.” Mascara smeared her finger. So much for waterproof.

“I’m sorry.” I apologized. Why did I say that? I felt compelled to be polite as though it were Nate. She smiled.

“Don’t worry. I’ll clean you up.” She glanced at Nate, who’d been surprisingly quiet. “May I play too?”

“I’ll allow it, just this once,” he squeezed my face. “But watch what you say to her. I’ll get jealous.” The way they talked about me like I was an actual object to be passed around and played with, embarrassed me more. It only got worse when she licked me, trailing her tongue up my cheek. I recoiled, but Nate forced me back. “Behave,” Monica continued licking me, traveling down my neck and shoulders. Nate was grunting as he watched her make her way down my belly. I felt ready to collapse when she giggled. Her face was right next to my p***y. Which Nate hadn’t lightened up on. I was about to come over the edge when she kissed my pelvis. It startled me.

“Moni, wait!” I protested, fearing what she was about to do. “She hushed me.

“Your master gave you an order, didn’t he? You’re being impolite.” the way she could say this with a sweet smile unnerved me. I yelped when Nate pinched my n*****s.

“What do I have to do to make you listen?” he asked, though it wasn’t much of a question. He and Monica locked eyes and a wider smile spread across her cheeks. When she looked back at me, I broke into a cold sweat. I shook my head, already knowing what was coming. Nate forced me to kiss him the second I felt her lips wrap around my c**t. I tried to scream, but he covered my mouth with his. I fought against my binds, I couldn’t even feel the pain anymore, I just wanted to be free. My eyes twitched uncontrollably as a sudden orgasm overtook me. “More, Moni. More.” he breathed, pushing her head into my thighs. It was coming and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. “f*****g, do it Aida!” I could feel him pulsing inside me and that sent me over. A stream of liquid gushed out of me. I felt my heart would stop as my body seized. Monica pulled away, but not in time. I didn’t even open my eyes because I knew I’d just die if I saw the mess I made on her. Actually, dying would have been better than the shame that washed over me. When Nate pulled out of me, he held out his hand to help Monica to her feet. Her shirt was drenched and her eyes were in a daze. I sniffled. When they looked at me, I was full-on sobbing. Nate released me and I fell to my knees, hugging myself. Nate tried to clean my face with a towel, but I turned away from him.

“Aida, are you okay?” Monica asked.

“No. I hate both of you.”