Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Losing Control

NOTE TO READERS:

While this story follows along some of my other writings in style and content - this story is a move in a direction some readers may not enjoy. For those of you who dislike Control and Power areas of sexuality, this story might be one to skip. Otherwise feel free to comment, offer suggestions and your thoughts. This is another story that was written based upon one of your fellow readers requests.

So without further commentary -

Losing Control

As she drove closer to her destination her thoughts turned to her need. The needs she hid down deep from everyone who knew her every day. The other parents. The family friends. Even her partner. Every one of them would be shocked to find her driving into this darkened part of downtown heading for a rendezvous with her deepest urges.

Of course no one would think any different when they saw her enter the office building after parking in the nearby parking garage. The building housed any number of professionals one as she might have use of. Of course if one of her normal friends saw her, some of them might even come to a wrong connection. You see the building housed any number of doctors and lawyers, even a few divorce lawyers. But that was not her destination this night - her destination was a nondescript office on the top floor. The sign said something like Stevens and Associates. Of course I change the names to protect the innocent and the not so innocent.

As the elevator doors opened she found her legs weak. Being so close to her needs was forcing her body to go weak - something she somewhat enjoyed while also being terrified by. But she consciously took one step after another toward the door and what lay behind it.

Opening the door she found herself in a nondescript waiting room. Behind a desk sat a receptionist who could have been from any number of upscale businesses in town. She looked the part - nice clothes, little ear-bud and microphone clipped into the phone system and a slightly gazed look as she responded to some phone call - "How may I direct your call? ---I'm sorry they're in conference right now - May I pass you to their voice mail? Thank you."

As our woman took in the sight of the receptionist her fear left her and the strength flooded back into her - she knew how to deal with this situation. This was just one of any other appointments - at least she tried to fool her own body by thinking that as she took a deep breath.

"Can I help you?" asked the receptionist.

"I have an appointment - with Mr Jones. I think he is expecting me." The receptionist looked down to her desk before looking back up and responding.

"Yes Ms. Smith. He is ready for you - please go through the door and to room number 5. Go in and please sign the form on the table in front of you when there. He will join you shortly. Please feel free to make yourself a drink - there is a bar inside the room. Enjoy your visit." Our woman smiled back as she moved toward the door and pushed it open ahead of her.

The hallway behind was softly lit and deep pile carpeted. The hallway looked like any of a number of professional offices - but it should - this was an office of a sort. Just one offering a bit of specialized services for very important people. People who could not be known to frequent certain establishments. But all too soon the door to room number 5 was in front of her. She took a few deep breaths and opened the door and walked into her needs.

In front of her was a wide room outfitted with a number of special additions not normally found in professional offices - not the least of which was the queen sized bed against the far wall. Off to the sides hardwood cabinets lined the walls and a strange table was lit from above in the center. As she walked towards it her breath began to come quicker. Glancing down she saw a single sheet of paper lying on ifs soft surface. Glancing at it for a moment she decided to avoid it for a minute as headed off to the bar set against the wall beside the door. Pouring herself a shot of whisky, she downed it in a quick gulp feeling the warmth travel down her throat to settle into her stomach. Pouring herself another, she returned to the strange table and the page lying upon it.

Holding her drink in one hand she picked up the page and began to read.

Welcome to Stevens and Associates. We know you understand our need for secrecy and the needs of our clients. Please remember that you did not get here without being accepted onto our client list after thorough checks of your background and a recommendation from another client. As such we are sure you understand the rules. But please allow us to repeat the highlights.

1. No information is to leave the premises. What happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors.
2. You are here of your own free will. Any specific needs you have requested Stevens and Associates to assist you in finding, is your decision and you hold Stevens and Associates harmless in that our role is only to provide a matching service and a place to meet fellow Clients.
3. No money will exchange hands between clients. The experiences you receive here are consensual and you enter here understanding such.
4. Safety rules will be followed at all times. Clients are required to agree before initiating your "meeting" on proper safety and agreed upon limits.
5. Any questions of these policies or the larger document you received before arriving should be asked of one of our staff prior to any "meeting". The phone beside the door can be used at anytime to contact a member of our staff.

Please sign below stating your understanding and agreement to the above rules and that you received the entire packet of rules prior to your arrival today.

She quickly signed then slipped the page through a slot next to the door. She had been here once before and had gone through this procedure. She knew the rules and was willing to abide by them to satisfy her needs. Including the part about having her sessions videotaped as a precaution. She knew the cameras were well hidden and that on the other end was an employee of the firm to ensure her and her soon to be fellow clients safety. But for the money these sessions cost her - it was a fair agreement. It would not do for a person like her to have to explain something out of normal to her friends and family. Of course she also enjoyed watching the tape of her "session" when she was all alone at home. A fringe benefit she thought.

Slugging back her drink she walked the glass back to the bar and went to sit on the edge of the bed to wait. She didn't have long to wait. Within minutes he walked through the door and closed it behind him. Walking around the table he walked toward her. He wasn't anything special. In fact in some circles he might be called out of shape. But to her he was perfect. She had "met" him through the service and her previous session had proved he was exactly what she yearned for. Stepping in front of her he looked down at her for a brief moment before speaking.

"Same rules as before? Same needs?" She turned her head slightly then looked up at him and nodded.

"Then tell me. Tell me to start."

Standing up beside him she took a deep breath and replied. "Take me my Master." He nodded and moved over to sit in a chair off to the side.

"Strip yourself wench. Quickly. Then come to me."

She moved over to the other chair in the room and she began to remove her clothing. Her lily white button down shirt. Her designer blue jeans. Each piece came off and was set carefully on the chair beside her - all the while her gaze was locked on his as her hands moved to follow his instructions. She shook out her shoulder length hair for a moment before reaching between her breasts to unclasp her bra losing her full breasts. Pausing only a moment to lie her silk bra on the chair she reached down and slid her matching panties to the floor which she then picked up and laid on top of the pile of clothes. Standing there naked in front of this semi stranger only flamed her desires and her needs. Quickly though she moved over to stand in front of him. Her gaze locked on his as she stood there in front of him. Almost daring him to make his move, daring him to assert his control over the situation. Which he quickly did.

His hand shot out between her legs and rubbed at her pussy, slick with need and shoved his finger into her snatch. So swiftly was his movement it took her a moment to realize what had happened and to realize her hands had moved to stop him. That was until his other hand flashed out and slapped her hand sharply. Pulling her hand back to her side she remembered the rules. She was here for a reason - a need. This was what she wanted.

"Wench- remember your place." His fingers probed and she found her juices flowing faster as her urges began to flame inside her. Each touch drew her closer to her release. But all to quickly he pulled his hand away and stood up. Stripping off his clothes he ordered her to get on the table. She knew what she was supposed to do.

She moved over and climbed onto the softly padded table. She moved so she was kneeling on her hands and knees and waited. She kept her eyes closed - to prolong the moment. She could hear him move to the cabinets and pull out various items which were then carried over to the table where she waited. She felt his warm hand begin to run over her body. Touching everywhere without any pause. He has no qualms on what his touch was doing to her. She felt him kneed her breasts, pinching her nipples hard eliciting a gasp to escape her lips.

"That's right slut. You better get used to it. You have displeased me. You have been a very bad girl."

She heard him move toward the end of the table and pick something up. Wondering what it was she opened her eyes and shifted a glance over her shoulder to see what he was doing. But as her eyes moved above her shoulder she saw something move quickly toward her ass and then the slap from the paddle shot through her body to resound through her brain. The pain warmed her ass as he began to swat her ass in time. Thwack. Thwack. The blows came softly then harder, faster than slower. Her breath quickened and shot through her on each hit, her ass began to warm to the punishment. It was exactly what she wanted. But she wanted more than a punishment.

"Oh Master - please spank me. I want to feel your hands."

Stopping he moved up beside her and grabbed her hair in his hand pulling her up from her position to kneel in front of him her head pulled backwards. The pleasure shot through her body as he reached down with his mouth to suckle at her full breasts as his teeth nibbled and bit at her breasts. Soon small bite marks covered her nipples. His mouth felt warm and hot upon her sensitive tender nipples. He grabbed her hand and moved it to his stiff cock then encouraged her to begin to jack his stiff rod as he moved his face up to stare into her eyes. His power shone from within as he admonished her for her behavior.

"You are my slut. I will do with you exactly what I want to do to you. You will not tell me how to treat you. You will not offer suggestions. You will only show your pleasure through moans, groans and begging to please me. The better you do the better I will work you over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND SLUT!?"

"Yes Master. I am sorry. Please let me please you. Please tell me how I can please you Sir."

A smile came across his face. "Service me Slut. Down."

He pulled her hair to encourage her to get down off the table and to kneel before him. Her hand never left his cock keeping perfect rhythm. She had learned the last time to not lose her time. As she settled in front of him he pulled at her hair to guide her hot mouth over his cock. Her slobbering mouth plunged over his cock in prefect time to her moving hand. Slowly at first then gaining speed her hand and mouth began to work his passion to a frenzy. Her bobbing head, sloppy mouth and bouncing tits encouraged him as she worked to please her Master. Faster and faster she moved until she felt his hands settle on either side of her head and she felt him begin to fuck her mouth. Slowly at first then harder he began to plunge his cock in and out until she lost control. His hands moving her as he wanted, his balls slapping against her chin as he lost himself in the moment. She thought he planned to cum in her mouth until suddenly he pulled one hand off her head, pulled his cock out and began to slap her face with it. All the while her eyes locked on his in some form of adoration. She loved every moment of it. Being used was a fantasy she had had for many years but had only recently been able to achieve through her new found "Club".

She felt him stop and felt herself being pulled to her feet then shoved around to fall onto the table. Her tits pressed into the soft fabric of the table as she felt herself held down in place with his hand on the small of her back. She felt him pull away for a second only to hear him rip something open. Looking over her shoulder she saw him pull a condom out of a packet to slide it over his cock.

She was thankful he had remembered the rules. She was certainly fertile and didn't want to deal with any of the many issues that could come from unprotected sex. Smiling she settled her head back onto the table and raised her ass slightly to offer him easier access. She felt his hand land a swat on one of her ass cheeks, then the other. Each slap raised her need, her yearning into a fire that raced through her body. She could feel her pussy getting so wet she could feel her juices dribbling down her leg. She could only lie there and wonder when he would take her as she wanted. When he would take her as his slut and fuck her. She knew that she would soon cum but for some reason she needed to be fucked to send her over the edge. Each swat, each time he ran his hands over her body, each time he pulled her hair sent her ever closer to release but for some reason she needed his cock to enter her to cum. She moaned and begged him softly to take her - to fuck her.

She felt the agony as he ran his cock over her opening tempting her with the feel of his latex covered manhood. Each slide teased her - thinking he would plunge it in deep and hard - and each time she moved a bit to try to slide it in he would swat her ass a bit harder. Minutes passed as he worked her ass ever warmer and she knew ever redder. She would have a hard time sitting down tomorrow. Her moans became louder, her pleas more vivid, her begging became fervent at each swat, each tease, each movement. Soon she thought she would cum before he entered her even though she had never thought she would be able to - that's when he changed things on her again.

She felt her body lifted and carried to the bed. Thrown down she felt her wrists tied to the bedposts and him kneeling over her tugging at his stiff cock. She saw his hands reach out and grab her nipples in a tight clamping sensation. The moan escaped, her back arched and she felt her pussy drip more wet nectar upon the bed. Pinching harder suddenly he released them allowing blood to flow back in bringing a totally new sensation of pleasure and pain. As she came back from experiencing the pleasure she realized he had moved his mouth to her sopping wet pussy and was nuzzling her clit. Licking it back and forth - up and down, nibbling it, biting and pulling. His hands lifted and rubbed at her ass as his mouth expertly ate at her crotch, licking up the juices as she flowed higher in pleasure. Each bite of her inner thighs, each nibble at her clit sent her higher than she thought she could go only to have him shove her pleasure higher. But she still couldn't cum. Her agony built as he played her body like his own personal instrument.

Her eyes shut, her screams echoed off the walls as each movement drove her crazy until through gritted teeth she told him she needed to cum but she couldn't - she wouldn't until he told her to. He only intensified his movements on her pussy until she thought she couldn't hold it back when she felt him pull off her and kneel above her. She saw his smile and saw him approach her - wondering what he was going to do. She would never have guessed he would lean in at that point and settle a very gentle and soft kiss upon her lips. His movements tender and slow as he let his lips move over hers in a soft moment. She was shocked and had no idea he could be this gentle as he pulled just far enough away to focus his eyes in hers. He smiled as he moved.

She felt then in one swift shocking moment his cock shoved forcefully into her pussy plunging deeply all the way in to ride her. His cock entering her had set off her orgasm. She lost total control - her back arched, her wrists strained against the ties holding her down as he began to ride her with his cock. Shoving it faster and faster her pussy clenched around his cock as each movement gave her exquisite pleasure. She began cumming hard. Not once but to her it seemed each time his cock plunged all the way in. Each wave of pleasure sending her body reeling from the reaction each clench of her pussy sending him closer until just before he lost it she saw him pull out and quickly pulling the condom off she felt him settle his cock against her lips forcing its way into her mouth just before she felt streams of his cum fill her mouth.

She tried to swallow but there was too much. She felt some of his load dribble out the corners of her mouth as he shot more and more cum. She had never thought a man could cum so much but soon he slowed his hips and she felt his cock slide out of her mouth. Staring up at him she swallowed the warm sticky substance as she saw him grab his cock and rub it against her face spreading the spilled seed around her mouth and cheeks. Pulling himself up a bit she saw him hang his cock right in front of her face. She leaned forward drawing his cock in to suckle and clean it. Moving her mouth around his manhood she tasted his cum as she could smell his musk as he let her work over his softening cock. She took immense pleasure from the feeling of his hard cock in her mouth, the taste of him driving her yearnings hot again.

After a few minutes of letting her work over his cock he pulled back and away from her. Moving over he grabbed a bowl of warm water from a sideboard and returned to her side. Still tied up he began to run a warm washcloth over her body, sparing no area from his cleaning until she was well cleaned. She let moans escape her lips as he worked the warm cloth over her body. Slowly he worked until he had covered ever inch of her he could reach with her tied up at which point he set down the cloth, and after unbuckling her restraints he rolled her over and repeated his cleansing spending particular attention to her ass. She felt the warmth of the cloth settle into her flesh burning at first then offering some relief from her pain. He carefully moved the cloth over her then stood to run the cloth over his cock and the rest of his body. Once cleaned himself he replaced the bowl on the sideboard then moved back over to the bed to roll her over and settle her into his arms as he held her close.

She felt his soft body behind her and his strong arms around her as she settled out of the experience and began to move back toward normalcy. The feeling of his arms around her comforted her as she dozed in his arms. The moments passing as she felt a passion driven pleasure fill her. But soon she moved and rolled in his arms to move her mouth to his. A soft kiss settled over his mouth as she felt his hand pull softly against the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair. The kiss was a wonderful end to the entire experience.

As she moved over to the chair to dress and prepare to re-enter the real world she heard him stir behind her. She dressed as she felt him approach her. Pulling her shirt over her shoulders she turned to face him as she worked the buttons on the shirt. His gaze powerful but kind she waited.

"Would you like to meet me again?" He asked.

"I wouldn't dream of not seeing you again - Master"

"Good. You are such a good little girl." He replied as he leaned in to kiss her one more time.

Buttoning the last buttons she sauntered over and pausing to give him one more glance over her shoulder she opened the door and moved through it back to the real world.

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