Tom’s Story

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Tom’s StoryAs you walk down a narrow street in London, the buildings around a mix of old and modern, a street carefully chosen boasting mixes of Victorian, Tudor and sleek metal and glass shops. Bright coloured clothes and dark brick and timber are highlighted by the warmth of modern lights. Number 31 looms, a neat, pre-second world war hotel. The sign next to the door displays ‘Rooms 4 Rent’. You laugh at people trying to be funny, and not. You walk in, your printed note reads……’second floor, turn right, second door on left, Number 5, knock once and enter. The instruction prompts 1.15 pm…..Mistress Kes’You check your phone. No messages, and the time is 1.13 pm. You walk lightly up the steps. In your pocket you carry your favourite toy, and a toothbrush. She will laugh at that, you think. You are wearing black trunks as requested. Comfortable trousers and a pale green shirt, her favourite colour.You are nervous, and excited. This will be your first meeting and you hope it will be fun. For both of you.You stand at the door, your clock, mesmerizing as you watch the digital numbers glare back at you. No ticking or seconds to give you any hint of how close it is to 1.15. Then it changes. You turn the door knob, it is unlocked and push inside. The room is beautiful. The walls are red and purple, curtains of cream. The patterns on fabrics d****d around the room give the place a lush Arabian feel. There are sheer fabrics d****d from every cornice, the centre light, the bed and the doors leading to the bathroom and closet. There is no television, but the cable lies dormant on the table along with cups and saucers, green and orange, patterns of black overlay from the 40’s. There is no kettle, but that and the TV would spoil the atmosphere.The lighting is dim, effective to highlight the colours on the walls and the d****d fabrics, creating a quiet sensual light elsewhere.You remember you had to remove your shoes and socks on arrival, and quickly pull them off, leaving them near the door.Your eyes grow accustomed to the dimness and you see a chair in the centre of the room. It is red and has rope and lace attached to the legs and back.A voice from the dimness says.”Remove your shirt Tom.”You do so, your mouth a little dry, but you know you can trust this woman.”mmmmmmmmmmmm, nice Tom, good man. Now remove your trousers Tom.”You do so, standing in the room with you black trunks pressed hard against your cock, excited, you grow harder with every removal of clothing.”Tom, remove your trunks.”You look deeply into the dimness, but the Mistress stands just out of the light. You vaguely catch a shape, definitely a woman. She is not tall and her hair appears a little wild, silhouetted by the lights behind.”Oh Tom, are you excited for me, or for what you imagine I can do for you?””For you Mistress, always for you.””Sit Tom.”You sit and she walks behind you, running her hands down your neck and across your chest and shoulders. She kisses the top of your head, your ears, and whispers.”I will look after you Tom. Never be afraid. I will not mark you either in body or mind. I will take you as far as you wish, no more. I will be your loving Mistress. I will tell you what I will do to you and for you.””Thank adiosbet yeni giriş you Mistress. I know you will.”She runs her gloved fingers across your lips, placing one hand across your eyes, she bends and kisses you lightly, then deeper. She glides her tongue over your lips, moaning.Then she places a lace fabric over your head, it stretches and sits neatly against your nose and mouth. Your eyes are now partly closed. You can see her, but not clearly as she stands between your legs. She touches your chest, running a finger across the skin, making you shiver. Her hand moves down your abdomen and between your thighs. Then up and grasps your cock. She squats and lightly flicks her tongue over your cock, sucking the pre cum from you, and moans. You touch her with your hands.”No Tom, leave your hands at your side.” You do so, but the temptation to hold her mouth down on your cock is great.She has black, soft silky fabric wrapping your cock in it. You cannot determine what she is wearing, vaguely aware it appears to be lace, shiny fabric and net on her legs. Again you shiver.She gently wraps you and then ties a ribbon, quite tightly around your now hard cock.”I will tighten this soon” she says, as she ties your ankles to the chair.Your hands are tied to the chair with lace. You pull to test the lace. it stretches, but is very strong and scratches when you pull hard.She leans forward and whispers. “I see you have not shaved Tom, very good, let me do it for you. I will start with your balls. Do not be afraid, Mistress is very good.”She leans forward with shaver and gel, running her fingers around your exposed balls. The coolness makes you gasp as the fear of her cutting you makes you afraid. She moans and touches you. Your cock so hard it is painful. She pulls the flesh on your balls taut and slowly pulls the shaver up and removes hair, leaving clean skin below. More, and more hair removed and slapped into a glass bowl beside you. The sound of the razor tapping on the glass, rinsed in the warm water, once again drawn across your delicate skin is both delightful and painful.She tenderly lifts the skin, tensioning it and not cutting or nicking.She finishes and using a warm soft towel she removes the excess shaving gel and cleans you. then she applies a cream that feels cool, soothing and sharp at the same time. the smell of wintergreen wafts to your nose.You moan, and she kisses your covered cock. She unwraps you and gently and slowly gels and shaves the hair at the base of your cock, and warms with the towel and wraps you in silk again, this time more tightly. You groan.She stands and takes away the bowl, returning, you feel a glass against your lips through the lace. “Drink Tom.”You do, thankful for the cool wetness, your mouth dry.”Thank you Mistress.””Have you been bad, Tom?””I have Mistress. I have not thought of you every moment of the day.””mmmmmm, then I should beat you Tom. I have my felt whip with me. Bend over, Tom, so your mouth is pressed against your legs and your cock presses hard against you. I want you to rub against your cock as I beat you Tom.””Yes, Mistress”You say as you bend over making your body stretch to squeeze your cock against yourself and begin adiosbet giriş to rock hard, enjoying the feeling, surprised at the sensation.She stand behind you and after caressing your back with her ungloved hands, she whips with the felt. It stings, another surprise. You wince slightly and press yourself harder to your cock, feeling yourself grow harder and wetter. She whips again, this time, she bends and kisses. The feeling drives you further into a dream state. The whip is delightful, not painful, but the warm kiss that follows adds a new dimension. You groanMistress continues, whipping and kissing across your back. Her hand stroking and caressing you. Her mouth licking and cooling you after the whip burns and stings.”You have been bad Tom. Your Mistress must beat you, but she will care for you as well.”This continues for some time. You begin to pant. Mistress brings more water and lets you sip it through the lace.”Thank you Mistress.””Tom, I want you to smell my pussy. My juices flow for you. I want you to know my perfume…..””Yes, please Mistress, it will be my pleasure, anything you desire.”She stands close to your face. You can see the black clothing, lace, and then white skin as she lifts the top and there, between the fabric on your face you see her pussy. Shaved, except for a heart. So close, you can smell her. Smell her desire, her cum juice wafting to you, for you. She presses close to your face and grinds against you. He moans igniting you, You pull at your lace ties. They stretch, but not enough for you to touch her. You groan as she grinds to you. Your tongue attempting to make a hole out of the lace to taste her. you groan.She runs her fingers through your hair. her heat and aroma growing and flooding you, as she straddles your legs. She whips your back and kisses your mouth. Whips again and kisses your head. Her aroma grows, the smell making you shiver.”Mistress may I taste you?””Mmmm, yes Tom.” She removes the lace from your head, quickly blindfolding you with it. She stands closer. You can feel the fabric of her clothing brush up against you. She lifts the clothes and you feel the smoothness of her pussy rub against your lips. Then her fingers pull her lips apart and the smell of her pussy slams into you, your cock twitches. Your mouth moves forward and your tongue gently licks along her lips. She groans and pushes her body to you. You struggle to move your hands to hold her, to feel her arse. To touch her arse hole, out of reach. Your hands burn with the need to escape the bindings.Her lips peeled back as you lick inside and taste her. Your tongue deepens and moves the clit back and forwards as she moans and groans, pushing so hard against you she almost smothers you.Your tongue pushes deep into her cunt. You can feel the flesh around your tongue quiver, tighten and explode into your mouth.You groan.”Mistress did you cum for me?””Yes Tom, I have cum.”She whips, not too hard and the kisses your back as the pain disappears.She slips from between your legs and removes the foot bindingKissing each leg as she does so.She pulls you from the chair, kissing your mouth deeply, then takes you to the bed and moves you to kneel, in the centre. She kneels behind adiosbet güvenilirmi you and slowly runs her hands and fingers across the cheeks of your arse. She pulls the cheeks apart and moves very close. You relax, as she licks her finger, the sound moist and slow. Then she slips the finger into your arse. You quiver, expectation so great. Then the sound of a tube being squeezed announces yet another development in the game. You hear her hand, so small wet and lush as she touches your lips with the finger from your arse. Then she begins to insert two fingers in your arse, then three, four, five. You relax and groan. Pleasure and pain. She kisses your cheeks. Gentle, moist and warm, moaning as she pushes deeper into you. All five fingers move inside. her own moaning drowning yours. She lays across your back, her weight supported, not pressing on you. She presses further and stops, waiting for you to relax further and ease your breathing. It is not the pain that holds you, but the pleasure of it and her excitement at creating that pleasure.”Are you pleased with your pain Tom?” she asks”Yes Mistress, I am. I have been bad, and need more.””More pain, Tom. I have a gift for you Tom. I brought it with me. One of my toys. It is not large, but I think you will enjoy this game.”She rolls you onto your back. Placing your feet beside you arse, exposing you to her. She lays on the bed in front of you. And slowly inserts something into your arse hole.”Mistress. what is it?””My toy, Tom. Relax for me.”Slowly she inserts the toy further inside you. It is not large, but feels very good. Then there is a small resistance. She leans forward and removes your blindfold. She is laying on her back in the same position as you. Her legs wide, feet beside her arse cheeks. You look between you, and see there is a dildo stretched between you both. inserted into her arse hole and also into yours. She holds your legs and pulls herself forward shortening the distance, the dildo pushing further into you until it has disappeared and you are tied, held by the connection.You look down at her cunt and arse. See the warm, moist softness, the wet warm juice trailing down her leg from the orgasm you gave her. You can see her desire as you rock in and out. Her expression sublime, calm, her lips swollen from her teeth pulling across them, she moans and rocks as well, the dildo moving with you.She reaches down and takes the toy, pushing deeper into you, pulling back into her and then again into you. ****This motion, the gentle rocking, the intimacy of exposed bodies the strong sensual look of Mistress Kes’ eye has your cock harder, your muscles more tense than ever before. This woman, previously a stranger knows your desires, and fulfills them in all ways. Your relish the thought of showing her more delights. Showing her how to be pleasured until she screams for you. You smile as she moves with you, the dildo pressing deeper into your own body, as she pushes harder coming closer as the dildo disappears into you.Then she stops.“Tom”, she smiles, her face a sublime mix of strength and angelic sweetness.“Yes Mistress, you every wish, every wanton desire is mine.” “Tom. I do believe it is time for us to separate from this poor silicone imitation of that hard…..” She reaches over and slowly takes your hard cock firmly in her hands, the silicone dildo thrust to the hilt between you both.She moans as she runs her small fingers up and down your shaft.“….prick you have brought for me, fuck me.”Kes

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