Katie remained silent as Diego rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing them harder and harder.
“Does that hurt?” he whispered in her ear.
“Ye... yes. But it is also provocative. Ah lord,” she whispered back, lying her head back on his shoulder.
Still holding them as tight as he could, he asked, “Why did you just put on the collar and cuffs without asking any questions?”
“I know the quote from E. L. James that Maria mentioned. I trust you both. I am curious. I want to experience compelled carnal control.”
He quickly released her nipples.
“Oh, damn!” she uttered, rubbing her nipples, as blood flowed back to where it had been deprived.
“You still want this?”
“Yes. James is right. Pain and pleasure can be very close.”
He turned her to face him and kissed her, deeply. Their bond was strong.
“There is only one thing you need to know, how ever long you let this go on; it is the word red. That is the one word that will end whatever is happening. You need to understand that you may cry, scream, yell “stop”, plead with us; nothing you say or do, except saying red will end it, until we are ready to end it. I reserve the right to end it at any time."
“You must also understand that using red will end everything, not just whatever is happening at the moment. This night of, I believe you said, ‘carnal control’, will be over. Finished. Not just a pause or reset, everything will end. So think carefully before you use it. Understand? Any questions?”
“I understand completely.”
“Okay. Now help Maria put your hair in a pony tail. It needs to come off the top of your head, not the back. She will wrap it with this leather band. As you can see it holds a steel ring. A rope will be attached to it."
“Maria! Bring the other implements and get our Katie ready. I am going to make myself a drink. It should be an interesting night for everyone, no matter how long it lasts."
“Katie, I will be back when Maria has you prepared. I hope you enjoy the evening. We could not love you more!” he said, kissing her again and then departing for his bar.
Maria came over, carrying a pole and some carabiners. After a quick hug and kiss, they quickly had Katie’s hair in an almost vertical ponytail. Maria tied it in place with the band and used one of the carabiners to connect it to a rope hanging from the ceiling.
Then she took the pole, which was three feet long, made from carbon fiber, and used carabiners to connect each end to Katie’s left and right ankle cuffs. Lastly, she had Katie put her hands behind her neck, where she used one more carabiner to connect her leather wrist cuffs to a ring on her collar. She was effectively unable to move her body and it was totally open and vulnerable.
The room went dark except for a flood light above Katie’s head. Diego, still sipping his drink, came into the light to inspect Maria’s work, pulling here and there to make sure Katie was secure. He went to the rope and pulled until there was tension on it; Katie’s hair was noticeably being pulled, her head held very upright.
“So Katie, how do you feel?”
“Immobile and vulnerable.”
“Good, good. That is just what we want. Are you in any pain?”
“No, not really. Some of my muscles are a bit uncomfortable due to the position you have me in.”
“Just a necessity for you in order to undergo the ‘carnal control’ you seek.”
He stepped out of the light and then came back with two items, a riding crop and a thick, soft blindfold.
“I assume you recognize the crop?”
“Yes, I have ridden before.”
“Good, then you understand about them. This blindfold is rather special. As you can see it is rather thick. It is made from memory foam, like some pillows and mattresses. The special part is it’s eye covering. Depressions are carved out of it so you can keep you eyes open, if you please. Of course everything will be black anyway, but it might be more comfortable.”
“How thoughtful of you,” she said sardonically, as he fastened it around her eyes.
“I thought so,” he said, in a brusque way.
Thwack! Thwack! The sound echoed in the room as he smacked her ass.
“Oww!”
“And so the night begins my Sweet.”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Diego swung right and then left, coming within a fraction of an inch of her nipples. He was very practiced with the crop. Maria was several years ahead of Katie, but she had experienced much the same—on more than a few occasions. Now she sat, sipping her drink in the dark, watching, wondering, waiting for the inevitable.
Katie’s nips got even harder, if that was possible, as she felt the rush of air sweep past them. Oh my God. What have I let myself in for?
Diego then started patting her thighs, from her knees to just below her pussy. Not hard, just patting; back and forth. Leg to leg. Higher and lower. No sounds other than the beat of the crop against her.
Now she wanted it. She could not see, but tried to shift her pussy forward. The patting was what she needed, just higher. Even in the dark, she knew she was swelling, probably beginning to drip. It would not go on her legs, they were open too wide. She wanted to scream for it, but would not give him the satisfaction—she knew it was useless anyway, he had told her.
Then, whoosh, whoosh, two more passes that just barely ticked her nips. No serious pain, maybe like a bee sting. She involuntarily tried to jump back; of course she could not.
“Jesus! That stung.”
The next thing she felt was a delicious stroke on her clit. Yes! Yes! She thought, This is what I need, what I hunger for.
He kept it up, stroke after stroke. Some high on her thighs, some on her clit. He could see her begin to sweat. Her clit was as large as he had ever seen. She was panting for breath. Her orgasm was close now. The strokes got harder and faster.
Almost there, just a few more times. God, I need to cum! She thought.
Thwack! Thwack!... Thwack! Thwack!
“OH my fuckin’ God!” she screamed, as the crop struck twice, fully slapping both nipples. “Jesus Christ! I... Damn that hurts! I was going to cum, you fucker!”
“Just say ‘red’ and it is over.”
Her body was trembling. She was trying to break lose, but could barely move any part of her body.
“Fuck you, fuck you! Make me cum you fucker!”
Diego said nothing. He simply started to gently pat her thighs again.
Katie got her breath back and also said nothing more. She could feel the sweat running down her back and between her boobs, down her stomach; all, no doubt, pooling on the floor. Her body had almost stopped trembling, but would not stop completely, it was unnerved from the blows and demanding an orgasm.
This went on three more times. Each time he brought her right to the brink, and then hard strikes to her nipples jerked her back.
The second time he denied her by swatting her nipples, she managed to yell and curse him like the first time, even though she was still shaking from the previous blows.
On the third denial, she could barely get the words out. Her mind and body were overwhelmed with the agony and ecstasy she was feeling. Her desperation for release had become profoundly intense. By now her body was dripping sweat from every pore, and her pussy was leaking almost a steady drip of slippery juice. Her legs were weak. He could see at least fifty percent of her weight was being held by the hair rope. She was trying hard not to let her hair bear more weight.
On the fourth time, she gave in to what she had mentally sworn she would never do. Her voice was reduced to a weak, stammering whimper.
“Diego, I am begging you, pleading with you; my body is severely demanding an orgasm. Can’t you see me trembling? You don’t understand how bad I need this. It is a demand I can no longer control. Let me cum and you can do whatever you want to me. Please. Please.”
For the first time she started to cry. He said the same thing he had said since they started, “Just say ‘red’ and it is over.”
Every series had pushed and provoked Katie further; but she refused to say the word. So she said nothing more, but could not completely stop the tears. Both her clit and her nipples were swollen—inflamed from the torment and the bliss he was administering.
He kept using the crop to pat her thighs, and occasionally her clit, but did not increase speed nor strength. He knew she was once again close to an orgasm, but he did not bring it on.
Now Maria came out of the darkness and stood quietly behind Katie. Once she was close to her, Maria, whose hands were covered in a cooling lotion, reached around her and began to caress and massage her nipples. Diego kept up his strokes
“Oh damn that is good! Maria is that you? I know it is. You are so gentle with them. I love your touch.”
Soon, the lotion was used up. Maria was now just squeezing and rubbing her throbbing tits.
“God Maria, not you too. I am on fire. It is excruciating what you both are doing to me.”
“Remember what Mizz James said, ‘...two sides of the same coin, one not existing without the other.’ Embrace everything. Once you do, the feelings will join and you will find the relief you desire,” Maria said to her, as she continued to work on her nipples.
Katie moaned and sunk lower, almost all her weight now held by her hair.
She spoke so softly it was hard to hear. It was really more of just a slight whisper.
“I give up. I feel it now. No more fighting. I have nothing left. Everything has merged. Pain is pleasure, pleasure is pain. I see it now. I understand.”
At the same moment, Diego and Maria increased their stimulation. Katie started to quiver and tremble. She had lost all control, totally giving her body over to the orgasm that wickedly wracked her. Never in her life had she experienced one this strong. It seemed to go on and on.
“Finally! Ahh damn. Oh yesss... God yes...” she managed to murmur. Gasping for breath, her body just kept jerking. Finally the last of her climaxes left her.
“I never thought... I had no idea... Oh my God, please help me.”
Diego held her as Maria quickly released all the bonds that had restrained her. He carried her to the bed and gently laid her down. She found his lips and the strength for a powerful, deep kiss. He had never wanted her more, his cock was as hard and throbbing as it had ever been. He also knew that this had stirred deep demons in him. Suppressing his urges for Katie was exceedingly difficult, but he knew he had Maria for the demons...
When they finally broke apart, she said, “Thank you both. I still cannot take it all in. Such a roller coaster ride of sensations. No matter what you read or think you know, it is so different, shockingly unbelievable. I feel like I have been to both Heaven and Hell.”
“I feel privileged and honored that you gave yourself to us in this way,” he said and started to move away.
She managed to pull him down for another kiss. “You are a special man Diego. I love you incredibly!”
He broke away, his demons getting stronger. Maria took his place. As she sat next to her, they both heard him dive into the pool.
“I have more of that soothing lotion. Let me apply it to you. It will soak in and renew your body. Then you can sleep. I know, I have been where you are now a number of times.”
“Really? Was it like this for you?”
“Yes, much the same. It has gotten better each time. Diego only does it every so often, it is unpredictable. Sometimes I need it, sometimes he needs it. Now he is dying to fuck. When we are done, he will take me—violently and intensely. Right now he is like a raging bull inside. You found pain and pleasure, he found pain; even though it may seem like he was almost indifferent, that is far from the truth. He is a complicated man.”
Katie wanted to know more, but she was also extremely exhausted, and Maria’s massage, combined with the feel of the lotion was putting her to sleep. Soon Maria was finished and Katie was soundly sleeping. She left a bottle of the lotion for Katie and went to find Diego.
He saw her coming and pulled himself out of the pool, his hard-on still raging. “Maria! Come on, to your room. I need you!”
Releasing her dress, she walked naked to him. “I see that my love. I am very wet for you. You know you can take me however you want.”
“I intend to! It is wonderful that we are so good together. On your back as soon as we are in your room!”
“Yes my love. My open flower anxiously awaits.”
No more words were spoken. She went straight to her bed and lay, legs wide. He wasted no time gathering her legs under his arms and entering her open flower. Bending both knees to her shoulders, he fully penetrated her in one swift thrust.
“Oh yes my love! Pound me. Take my cunt and fuck it with everything you have! I know you need it.”
He did just that, relentlessly. He was very strong, and had incredible endurance. She knew, that aside from the pain Katie had experienced, she would be just as exhausted when he finally finished.