Fourth Date

We had been dating a few weeks.  A couple of movies, lunches, dinner, and a few makeout sessions.  Clothes on only.  He asked me to come inside his apartment after dinner tonight.  I was glad to accept.  

Would you like something to drink, he asked.  Bubble water?  I asked.  Ah, Topo Chico, my favorite also.  He brought the drinks over to the coffee table and we sat smiling at each other, a little giggly for a few seconds before he made a move to kiss me. 

He was a great kisser.  I liked the way he grabbed the sides of my face and neck like I was precious and fragile, but something he couldn’t keep his hands off.  I liked it when he ran his hands down from my neck to my hips while we were kissing, too.  I liked it when he started to pull my hair when he pulled my face closer to his.

He stopped kind of abruptly.  Hey, can I ask you a question?  Definitely, I said.   Have you ever been tied up?  I think I turned bright red because he laughed.  Is that a yes?  Definitely.  I laughed.  Well, I’m not like a being tied up aficionado, but I’ve enjoyed it a time or two.  

Someone, ok a therapist, once told me liking kink was just a preference, like some people like chocolate ice cream, other people like vanilla, I said.

He smiled and asked, what kind do you like? Ι felt myself blush that time.  I sat there for a second, then grabbed his shoulders, leaned in towards his ear, and whispered,  The kind I like is a very hard spanking.

I could feel him grinning from the side of his face pressed against mine.  I think we can make that happen, he said.  The next thing I knew I was lying facedown on his lap. 

That was like a kinky ninja move, I said.  Well, I’m kind of a kinky ninja aficionado.  I laughed.  He started running his hands up and down the back of my thighs, over my ass, in between my legs.  I was wearing a short, loose skirt, which he slowly lifted up. I felt like my ass was up in the air begging for him.

You have a very...he said…. Very what I asked, worried what he might say something like disappointment...  beautiful ass, he said.  Well, thank you, I said.  A beautiful ass that is really begging for a very hard spanking, he said.  I know I blushed again, but this time he couldn’t really see my face.  I giggled.    

He ran his finger along the outline of my panties.  They were red, a plain stretchy cloth, cut slightly wider than a thong, but still didn’t cover much of my ass.

These panties, young lady.  They are fucking hot.  Well, thank you, I said again.  I was hoping I’d get to show them to you tonight.  

He started slapping my ass with his hand.  Do you have a safe word, he asked?  Spaghetti, I said.  OK, if I hear anything about pasta, I’ll stop, OK?  OK, I said.  

He knew exactly where to spank me.  The spot right between the bottom of my ass and the top of my leg.  And he knew exactly how to warm me up.  He started gradually, switching sides of my ass and getting harder and harder.  I could feel his cock getting hard on my belly.  

He leaned down and whispered in my ear.  I knew you deserved a very hard spanking, Ms. L.  I’m glad you’re finally letting me give you one.  Now your ass is getting red like your panties.  Yes, I whispered back, and I feel your cock inside your pants.  Can I please put it in my mouth?  Yes, he said, but not until we get to the question I asked you about.  He sat me up on the sofa and said don’t move. 

I waited until he came back with rope and a scarf.  He put the scarf down and said that’s for later - I have neighbors, apartment you know.  For you or for me, I asked.  Haha.  I think you’ll be wanting to muffle your screams before the night is over.  Pleasurable screams, he said.  Pleasurable ones, huh? I said.  

Then he looked serious.  Kneel down over here, he said.  I did, and he pulled off my top.  He left my bra on which matched my panties.  It pushed my breasts together, and I could see my cleavage if I looked down a bit.  The thought of him touching my breasts made me wetter.  Very nice, he said.  

He took my arms behind my back, then tied the rope around my wrists and forearms so they were pinned together at the small of my back.  He wrapped the ropes neatly around and up each arm from the wrist, and then back down.  I definitely could not move.  It made me so wet to try to struggle free.  You look so hot when you are helpless, L, he said.

He came around in front of me and unzipped his jeans.  He let his cock come out over the top of his underwear.

Open your mouth, he said.  I gladly took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could.  He grabbed the back of my head and firmly pressed it forward then pulled my ponytail to pull my mouth slightly away then pushed and pulled and pushed and pulled.  Each time I tried to get more and more of it into my mouth.  He smelled amazing, and I wanted him to fuck me right then, but I figured I would have to wait.  He bent down and squeezed my breasts hard.  He pinched my nipples.  Fuck, I was so wet.

Your mouth feels amazing, L.  I stopped to say, you feel amazing inside my mouth.  I can’t wait til you put your cock inside me.  We’ll get there, he said.  I sucked on and licked his cock until he pulled me up from behind using the ropes that were tying my arms and led me to his bedroom.  He pulled my ponytail out of the way then tied the scarf around my mouth like a gag.  Trust me he said.  If you need to use your safe word just kick your leg twice.  I nodded.  

Kneel down on the bed with your ass in the air.  I did.  That is a beautiful fucking ass, L.  He pulled my panties off and took his shirt, underwear, and jeans off.  I am going to fuck you until you are screaming, L.  I nodded even though my head was stuffed onto the top of his comforter.  He came up behind me and rubbed his finger around my vagina.  He put in one finger, then another.  You are so fucking wet, L.  You liked that very hard spanking, didn’t you.  I nodded again.  I think you need a little bit more, don’t you?  Yes, I nodded.  Have you ever been spanked with a belt?  Yes, I nodded.  You liked it, didn’t you?  Yes, I nodded.  He got his jeans and pulled out his belt.  I could feel myself getting wetter if that were even possible.

Since I was already warmed up from his hand spanking, he started hard and fast with the belt.  He hit the same spots again.  That spot between my ass and the top of my legs, occasionally hitting my clit.  I was screaming behind the gag,  He was right.  He kept at it with the belt until I couldn’t stand how much I wanted him to fuck me.  

Have you had enough?  He asked?  Pasta?  He smiled.  I shook my head no.  No, you haven’t had enough?  I shook my head no again.  L, I want to fuck you so hard, I don’t think I can stand it any longer.  

I moaned behind the gag.  Scoot forward on bed, he said.  He got up behind me and grabbed me underneath my hips to slide me forward so he was kneeling on one knee behind me on the bed.  Do you like it when I pull your ponytail, L?  I nodded. 

He slammed my hips back onto his cock. He put his other hand on the back of my neck, keeping my chest  pushed down onto the bed.  He started slowly and deeply putting his cock all the way inside me.  It felt perfect.  It filled me and went as far in as he could go.  He started ramming into me faster and faster.  He felt so hot  inside me.  

He let go of my neck and grabbed my hips with both hands.  Then he took his thumb and started rubbing my asshole.  He slowly filled me there with his thumb.  Do you like that, he asked.  I nodded.  Yes, I liked it a lot.  Please don’t stop, I thought.  He rammed into me harder and harder and faster and faster.  He was grunting and moaning.  I was so glad he put the gag on me because I was screaming in pleasure.  Just like he said I would.  Fuck.  He was amazing.  

I’m gonna come, he said.  And I want you to come, too.  I had already come twice, but I couldn’t say anything, and I could easily come again when he did.  He pushed his thumb  in all the way and came inside me.  Fuck, he exhaled. We took several deep breaths together, then he eased himself out and collapsed beside me.

He took off the gag and untied me.  He was lying down on his side facing me.  I was lying on my tummy, and he was tracing his finger up and down my back to my ass to the top of my leg.  I don’t know if you’ll be able to sit down tomorrow.  I hope not, I said.  Remember, that’s the kind of ice cream I like, I said.  He held my face and kissed me.

Dancing in the Dark

I had been taking lessons with Vince for a while, but we had never done competitions before.  He had always been pretty intense, but I heard he was very demanding of his competitive students.  

I had my first lesson to learn the routine we would perform competitively in a few months. We were in a small practice  room, just the two of us.  There was a big mirror, no windows.  I was doing fine with the routine, but there was a section with a spin into a dip that I wasn't getting.  He was clearly getting annoyed, but I didn’t realize how much until he walked over and locked the door.

Stop.  He said.  OK, I said.   He said, I thought you were serious about competing.  I am, I said.  Well, you can’t fucking tell, he said.  I think I need to show you how hard you will have to work to compete.  I’m not wasting my time unless you are serious.  

He grabbed me hard by my upper arm hard and led me to the corner of the room.  What are we doing, I asked.  Stand in the corner and bend over.  Touch your toes, he said.  I did what he said. I was wearing leggings that were threadbare.  My ass had been covered by my tank top, but my top lifted up when I bent over. I’m sure he could see my panties through the thin fabric - a black thong with lace in the front.  

He started taking off his belt.  Before I knew what was happening, he was beating my ass with his belt.  I don’t think you do know how hard you have to work to be in a competition, he said between blows.  He was hitting me fast and hard, over and over.  I guessed he didn’t know how much I liked it.  I wondered if he could see how wet I was getting through my leggings.  

This is fucking ridiculous, he said. I’m not going to waste my time working with you if you don’t get serious.  He kept spanking my ass through my leggings with the belt.  He was hitting me on the back of my legs, my ass, and every once in a while, my clit.  I was so fucking wet.

 I thought I was going to have to stand up, or cry out, but then he stopped.  He grabbed my upper arm again hard and threw me against the wall.  He grabbed me by the bottom of my jaw and my neck then stuck his tongue in my mouth.  Fuck, L, you are so hot, he said.  I have wanted to do that for a long time, he said .  Which part, I asked.  Both parts, he said.  

He kept kissing me, then he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him.  He let me unbutton his pants, and I could see his cock wanting to bulge out.  He pressed me up against the wall and pulled down my leggings and my panties.  He grabbed my vagina.  He stuck in a finger, then two.  You are so fucking wet, L.  You liked that, too, didn’t you?  Yes, I whispered in his ear.  I have wanted you to fuck me for a long time.  And I’ve wanted you to punish me.

 He lifted me up on the wall and rammed his cock up and into me.  He was holding me up and rocking his hips into me.  It was definitely more fun fucking a dancer, so flexible.  He kissed me, then he kissed and bit my neck.  L, you deserve to be fucked until you can’t walk.  Fuck me, please I said.  And you deserve to be spanked until you can’t sit down, he said.  I think you have, I said.  

We came at the same time, and he collapsed onto me leaning against the wall.  Goddammit, L. I think you are going to need a lot more lessons.  Yes, we need lots more practice time together, I said.  Next time, at my apartment, he said.  Definitely, I said.  

I tried to rearrange myself so I didn’t look like I’d just had my brains fucked out.  I don’t think I fooled anyone because the girls at the front desk seemed to grin at me a bit extra.  How was your lesson?  Pretty good.  I said.  

Second Time

I had my towel on when I went into the bedroom after I took a shower. As I was opening the drawer to get out my bra and panties, he said you’re not going to need those.  I hadn’t seen him lying on the bed when I walked in the room.  

He came up behind me, moved my hair, and put a collar around my neck.  You know you have a punishment coming, he whispered in my ear.  I halfway giggled, and he said put those on, then hands and knees at the foot of the bed.  I looked over on the bed and saw two thigh cuffs, two wrist cuffs, and some rope.  He had a half smile while I was putting on the thigh cuffs.  Then he looked at me like he couldn’t wait to fuck me.  But I knew we would both have to wait.

I put on the thigh cuffs and the left wrist cuff.  He buckled the right wrist cuff tight, tightened the left one,  and I got on the bed.  He came up beside me, pushed my head down.  I started to lie down.  Nope, ass in the air he said as he grabbed my wrist and tied it to my left thigh. Then he pulled the rope up through one of the rings in the collar then down to my right wrist and thigh.  He tightened the rope so I couldn’t move.  My wrists were pinned to my thighs, and my ass was in the air.

I couldn’t see what he was getting out of the drawer, but I figured it would be the cane if I was getting punished.  There wouldn’t be a warm up, and I knew it would hurt.

He put his hand on my low back while he was getting into position.  He said you know why I’m punishing you, right?  I couldn’t remember, but I lied and said yes because I thought it might be worse if I said no.  He asked me why, and then I had to say I couldn’t remember.  He laughed.  That’s funny because you are being punished for lying to me about where you were yesterday afternoon.  So I guess you are being punished twice tonight.  That’s too bad for you, huh, babe?   He tapped my ass a few times with the cane  Yes, I said. 

The first stroke made me wince and I shifted my hips forward.  He hit me again quickly and said, be still.  I tried, but I winced and moved again after the second stroke.  He hit me again and said still!  This time he sounded pissed.  I didn’t move, but it was hard not to cry out after every stroke. He hit me on the back of my thighs, but most of the strokes fell between my ass and the top of my leg.  Some fell on the middle of my ass.  I lost track of time. The sun had been setting when I got out of the shower, and now it was completely dark outside.  I knew I would have marks from the cane because I could feel the welts raising up.  I didn’t think I could take anymore and was thinking about using my safe word.

He came over to the side of the bed and turned my face towards his.   It’s over now, babe.  I let myself cry a bit.  But you know I’m still going to fuck you now.  Yes, I said faintly.  He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.  It was rock hard over the top of his underwear.  I wanted to suck it so badly, but he was behind me and inside me before I could say anything else. 

I was so wet, his cock immediately went all the way inside me.  He held the back of my hips and slammed into me.  He was going slowly at first, but then he pushed me forward so he could kneel down behind me on the bed.  He grabbed my hair and held it to the back of my neck with his fist so my head was up.  He used the other hand to slam my hips into his, faster and faster.  You’re so wet, babe.  Yes, I said.  You like to be punished don’t you.  Yes, I said.  And you know when you deserve it.  Yes, I said.  Please fuck me harder I said.  He slapped my ass and then rammed into me faster and faster.

I’m gonna come, babe he said.  I had already come once, but I knew I would come again when he did.  He grabbed my hair hard and pulled it back when he came inside me.  I could feel him inside me, and I arched my back to get him inside me deeper.  We both came, and I cried out.  He laid down on top of me for a few minutes until our breathing slowed.

You’re not going to lie to me anymore are you, babe?  I could hear he was smiling.  You know I will, I said, as he pulled out and fell down beside me, loosening the rope that held my arms to my thighs.  Yeah, you probably will.  We’ll have to think of a better punishment for you then, huh?  I laughed, closing my eyes,  getting wetter again.

First Time

He took me into the bedroom and turned on just the closet light.  He smiled at me then looked serious.  He took my tank top off over my head.  I wasn’t wearing a bra.  He left my jeans on.  You know those jeans make me crazy, right?  I smiled.  They were my favorite, too.  Comfortable, but tight.  I was hoping they would entice him as soon as we got home.

He bent my right elbow and pinned my arm behind my back, then the left, then tied them together tightly with a rope.  He halfway pushed, halfway leaned me face down onto the bed.  Then he pulled my hips up so my ass was in the air.  I saw the paddle come out of the closet from the corner of my eye.  It was only maybe 9 inches long, but it had holes drilled in it.  I knew it would hurt, but not too much with my jeans on.  He knelt down on the bed and pulled my head up by my ponytail up with his left hand.  He said you know you deserve this, right?  I said yes. 

He started paddling me.  Slowly at first, but then faster, right in the spot between my ass and the top of my leg.  I was already so wet, but I could imagine how wet my panties would be inside my jeans.  He pulled me by my hair up so I could see him and look back at the paddle hitting my ass.  Every few strokes he adjusted my hips so my ass would stay in the air.  And he pulled my head up by my ponytail to ask me if I’d had enough.  Every time he asked I said no.  

After maybe 10 minutes of paddling.  He lifted me up to standing and pulled off my jeans.  He left my panities on.  He was already just in his underwear.  He pushed me onto my knees on the floor and pulled out his cock over the top of his underwear.  His cock was so hard I couldn’t wait to get it into my mouth.  I got as much of it in my mouth as I could then he pushed the back of my head forward so I could get more of it in.  I keeping sitting down to grind my vagina with my heel because I was so hot.  He was moaning and pulling my ponytail then pushing my head forward with both hands.

Without my expecting it he lifted me up and untied my arms.

Hands and knees on the bed he said.  So I got up.  He put a blindfold on me, then a gag, then a collar.  The collar was tight and the tighter he buckled it the more I couldn’t wait to get fucked.  

I felt his hand on my ass moving my panties over.  My panties were thin lace, mostly a thong, maybe an inch of fabric right up the center.  They were a cornflower blue, my favorite color.  Although he was color blind, he had told me before these were his favorite panties of mine.  He dipped his finger then another in and out of  my vagina and I moaned.  I didn’t think I could wait a second longer.  Not yet he said, then he rubbed something wet into my anus.  I felt the hook slide in.  Deeper, then a tug when he tied a rope from the hook to the collar.  I could pull the hook in deeper if I bent my head down.  

I heard the riding crop come out of the drawer.  He started on the sides of my ass then every few strokes hit right on my clit, and I thought I was going to lose my mind.  I was glad he put the gag on because I was screaming with such intense pleasure behind it.  

I could feel the marks welling up, and I wanted him to fuck me so badly.  He quickly untied the rope from the collar and pulled the hook out.  He untied the gag and the blindfold.  Then he flipped me over onto my back and put my legs up in the air on his chest and slammed his cock into me.  I had an orgasm almost immediately.  He was getting in so deep and I wanted him even deeper inside me.  

You deserve to be fucked so hard he said.  I said yes please fuck me. He turned me back over and pulled my hips up so I’d be on my hands and knees.  He eased his cock into my ass.  It went in fairly easily after the hook had been in.  As he pushed his cock into my ass he pushed me down on the bed.  I could feel him holding his upper body up while his hips were grinding into my ass.  I could hear his moaning change and I knew he was about to come.  Me, too.  Again.  

He laid on top of me for a few minutes and when it seemed like we had both fallen asleep he pulled out of me and got up.  I love you so much he said.  Me, too. I said.  I love you.  When I went into the bathroom I checked out my ass.  It was still pink with some amazing marks from the riding crop.  I hoped Ι wouldn’t be able to sit down for a few days.