BD-ex-M Ch. 04


“Siri, name my spouse.”

The cellphone rang thrice and he was afraid it might go to voicemail. This was not a time for her to ship him to voicemail.

“Hey, massive man, how’s it hanging?” she answered playfully.

“Ummm…yeah…humorous you ask,” he answered, suspended from a ceiling bike hook by one ankle cuff, stark bare, and dangling like a slab of meat in a darkish storage.

She’d been performing some superb images – actual artwork. Rope bondage, suspension, mirroring photographs, overlaying backgrounds. She stated the one onerous half was figuring out when to give up. He was no connoisseur, however he knew she was understating each the hassle she put into it and the standard of the output. The gallery that was sensible sufficient to supply her an exhibition could be very fortunate certainly.

Not having her expertise, eye, or sculpted physique, he knew he may solely dabble on the inventive aspect of issues. However as an engineer, he thought he may provide one thing by way of construction, suspension, aerial motion, and the like. A sequence is just as robust as its weakest hyperlink, and her artwork – whereas superb – could be restricted till they’d constructed her a studio with skilled high quality rigging.

Desirous to shock her, he’d taken it on himself to beta take a look at some concepts in his storage, and – so long as he was at it – thought he’d grip and rip some video for her non-public enjoyment. The plan was to hold every ankle from a ceiling mounted hook, utilizing a rope looped between the hooks to raise his heart of gravity for mounting and dismounting. He’d organized his digital camera cellphone and lighting to present the eerie really feel of a kidnap video – not his jam, however a thriving style nonetheless.

He managed to hook one ankle on one hook, misplaced his perch on the rope, and did not have the core energy to curve up and launch his anchor level. Thank god for voice recognition software program, amirite?

“You have to be fucking kidding me!” she replied after he’d completed explaining all this.

“I used to be attempting to do one thing good for you.”

“Subsequent time, get a fucking spotter. I will be proper there.”

He boredly dangled, barely scraped the ground with a finger tip, swayed forwards and backwards, and sang “Sitting on the Dock of the Bay,” whereas he waited. The blood rushed to his head and his leg was getting sore, however he knew it would not take lengthy to stroll the 400 toes that separated their locations.

Then once more, it appeared to be taking a very long time to stroll the 400 toes that separated their homes. Did she cease for jujyfruits?

He heard a key within the door and the canine bark. Thank god – she was there.

The sunshine from the hallway gave him a glimpse of her swishing three-quarter size angora wool coat and thigh excessive boots. Was she about to exit? Why was she dressed up?

“Thanks for coming over. You are a lifesaver.”

“Maintain that thought. Let me understand how you are feeling in a couple of minutes.”

What was she saying? He’d been dangling lengthy sufficient, was embarrassed sufficient, and had had greater than sufficient pleasure for sooner or later.

She grabbed his free ankle – he thought to get him vertical and his weight balanced earlier than trying to dismount – and looped the cuff across the second hook. He did not know what she had in thoughts, but it surely dawned on him that he was good and fucked.

“You interrupted women’ evening. I used to be about to exit with the women.”

He knew that girls’ evening meant a giant posse, massive titties, and – if the strippers had been fortunate – massive suggestions. He groaned lastly realizing the depth of his mistake, the favor she was doing him, and the value he’d should pay.

She moved the highlight he’d been utilizing to obscure the digital camera picture to the aspect of the storage, offering oblique illumination and casting lengthy shadows. She stood earlier than him, legs shoulder width aside, arms akimbo.

“You understand how a lot I like women’ evening.”

She peeled off her wool coat and let it drop whereas his eyes labored their means up from her heels, to her thigh excessive stockings, garter belt, leather-based panties, underbust corset, and canine collar. She actually appreciated women’ evening.

“How are you going to repay me?”

“Nicely, in case you let me down, we are able to speak about it.”

“That is not occurring.”

“You understand, I am actually not into this proper now.”

“Do you keep in mind the protected phrase?”

“Sure.”

“Are you saying the protected phrase now?

“No.”

“Then it sounds such as you’re into it.”

She reached round her again and pulled a leather-based flogger out of her waist band. He realized neither of them had shut the digital camera off and hoped they’d have the ability to pull some screenshots from the video. She appeared like a dom-goddess; a goddamn BDSM-powered superhero able to saving the world from alien invaders.

She slowly approached – individually clicking heels and toes on every boot as she moved. She gently flogged his proper aspect, then his left, and flared the person strands in his reddened face.

“You prepared?”

“What if I say ‘no’?”

“Is that the protected phrase?”

“No.”

“Then I do not give a rattling.”

She raised her arm and swatted his proper thigh, the sting simply in need of ache. She adopted by way of on the backswing, smacking his left thigh just a bit tougher. His cock twitched and he realized he would possibly get pleasure from this greater than he needed.

Her left hand cupped his balls. She bent down and popped one into mouth, flicking it together with her tongue, earlier than switching and nibbling on the opposite.

“You want a bathe.”

“I wasn’t planning on you coming over.”

“It is all proper. I just like the musk.”

She reached round her proverbial tactical corset and confirmed him a pair of handcuffs.

“Cock ring or handcuffs?”

“You possibly can’t be critical.”

“Cock ring or handcuffs?”

“For the love of god, handcuffs.”

She cuffed him behind his again – much more helpless towards no matter she had deliberate.

“You understand it is novice evening on the membership. The total-figured ladies that may’t get regular work come out and hope for some charity suggestions. You understand how a lot I really like the massive ones. You are flat as a fucking pancake.” She whipped his chest for emphasis and he yipped in ache. She did not draw blood, however she was clearly able to take it up a notch.

She walked behind him and smacked his ass – the precise cheek taking the worst of it, however just a few stray strands whipping his balls like a towel within the locker room. He grit his enamel and swallowed a groan, figuring out she did not like a screamer.

She reached round her corset once more and got here out with a bottle of lube. He hadn’t seen that the flogger was one with a butt plug deal with till she squatted down in entrance of him and stroked the bulbous head.

“Nonetheless keep in mind the protected phrase?”

He nodded, however did not converse.

Unfold eagle, ass within the air, she could not have requested for higher geometry to peg him. She unfold his cheeks with two fingers, discovered the purpose of entry, and gently – thank god, she was mad as an alternative of livid – popped the top of the pommel of the flogger into his asshole. She slowly pumped it, giving him time to get used to, and sinking it an extra half inch with each stroke, till it was utterly buried in his ass and the tendrils of the flogger tickled his cheeks and decrease again as he dangled.

She kneeled in entrance of him, wanting him within the eyes from above. “You’re one silly, silly man. Silly, and so extremely fortunate.”

She leaned right down to kiss him, their tongues gently entwining till she pulled again to take his backside lip in her mouth – and bit down till she drew blood. The juxtaposition of the mild kiss and the violent chew lastly triggered him to yelp out loud. She slapped his face in disgust.

“Shut up, pussy!”

A tear shaped on the nook of his eye and rolled into his hairline. He hoped she did not discover.

He may solely see her leather-based lined pussy now – the panties so tight that she would not have been capable of disguise her camel toe if she needed to – which she clearly did not. He felt her heat mouth on his cock, one hand across the shaft, and the opposite – apparently stroking the flogger and he felt his ass being massaged once more. She continued to blow him – licking, flicking, sucking, and stroking – stopping simply earlier than he got here. She stroked the flogger in further lengthy pulses whereas they waited and began to blow once more when she seen some softening.

He wasn’t positive how lengthy this went on – had he handed out? – he could not think about. Alternating cycles of cock and ass play, all the time on the sting of cumming, however by no means allowed to. When her jaw bought sore, she stood up and walked across the storage.

“What’s this?”

“Quarter spherical. I used to be trimming out some cabinets.”

She picked up the 8′ stick of floppy wooden and swung it across the storage. Getting a really feel for its weight and its arc. She appeared like a tai chi artist – in fixed movement. With out stopping her actions, she lunged towards him and smacked his taint with the trim, splintering the skinny wooden in two and sending shards into the shadows.

“Holy shit! What the fuck are you doing?”

“Is that the protected phrase?”

“No.”

“Then shut up. What’s this?”

“That is a backyard hose. You understand what a hose is.”

She opened the highest drawer of his software chest and pulled out a utility knife. She unwound the hose till she was in entrance of him, and he watched her pare off the coupling. He wasn’t fairly positive the place she was going with this, however he knew it wasn’t good.

The coupling gone, she stepped behind him and he felt her take away the flogger from his ass. His sphincter twitched a few times, earlier than he realized the flogger was being changed with the hose. The lower was tough and there was no lube, however at the least he was already unfastened. She slid the hose into his ass just a few inches and reached for the spigot.

“You are fucking loopy!”

“Is that the protected phrase?”

“Holy shit,” he whispered as he felt the chilly water fill his bowels. She’d set the circulation for barely greater than a drip, however he knew it would not be lengthy till he was full. And till then the chilly would sap his physique temperature and, regardless of the anal stimulation, wreck his erection. He felt himself filling up, and between the again strain and his try to “shit” out the hose it popped out, basically waterboarding him together with his personal fecal matter till she turned it off.

“What different toys do you’ve in right here?” she requested as she walked round alternatively choosing up and placing down screwdrivers, noticed blades, clamps, and drill bits.

“Ah, sure, it will do properly,” she stated, choosing up an outdated bike chain he’d simply changed the week earlier than.

She would not fucking dare, would she?

She walked again over to him, shaped a loop, and garroted his cock and balls.

“Pumpernickle, goddamnit, PUMPERNICKLE!!