Of course, the names were changed to protect the naughty.
I hope you like it. E-mail me if you want to read more about Madeline and me. Kisses! (prvpacurn@gmail.com)
Madeline had just buckled the last leather cuff around my ankles and was positioning a spreader bar between them. For now I stood on my 5 inch platform heels with my arms pulled together in an arm binder behind me. The straps from it crisscrossed over my upper chest and pulled my shoulders back ? thus forcing my chest forward. This wouldn?t be so bad but the clothespins Madeline placed on my aching nipples seemed to bite into my flesh even harder now.
When Madeline had clicked the padlock shut on my ankle cuff my heart began its usual rapid racing whenever we played together. Tonight was to be a special night she told me when we planned this adventure. It was going to be our 10th time together, and Madeline had brought all of her goodies over to play with.
I often wondered about how Kyle might feel if I came out and told him that I was becoming Madeline's love slave. The shock would probably force him to break off our engagement. He is such a good lover in bed, and gives me some great orgasms - but he just doesn't have that devilish side like Madeline does. She knows how to tease and torment me enough to where I would do anything for her. That's why I'm in my basement wearing nothing but a garter belt, stockings and heels. That is why I give myself to Madeline so freely. I love the feel of her paddle on my ass, the inescapable restraints while she forces multiple orgasms from me, and I love her.
The spreader bar was attached to my ankles and this really left me open to whatever evils Madeline had in mind. She stood up behind me and I could feel her warm breath on my neck.
Reaching up to grab my throat, Madeline gently bit my ear and whispered, "You're gonna love what I've got planned for you Andrea."
I think I audibly gulped. She knows that I hate the way she teases me before finally giving me the most fantastic orgasms. I felt her other hand slowly working its way up my inner thigh. When she brushed past my pussy, I nearly collapsed. God, she's so hot tonight.
For this occasion Madeline decided to wear a deep red leather halter dress. It had a short pencil skirt that came to mid-thigh with a belt that made her waist look even thinner than it already was. The top accentuated her breasts perfectly. The knee high boots she wore on our first play-date completed her outfit.
She must have had her hair done, because it was perfect and came down to her shoulders. I could go on, but needless to say Madeline was perfect tonight.
Madeline continued to gently stroke my inner thighs and play me like a concert pianist. With each brush past my exposed girl flesh, she stoked the fires burning inside me. I gasped when she finally settled her fingers on my well saturated labia.
"My, aren?t you anxious to get started tonight" she noted as she held her fingers up to her lips.
"Oooohh, yes Madeline. Please ma'am, I want you to take me badly."
I tried to stay still while she slowly spread open my pussy lips and exposed my clit. My knees wanted to buckle when her first finger found its way to massage me. She continued to stroke my clit and placed her thumb up inside my pussy.
Madeline kept this up long enough to make my legs quiver. I was trying to hump her hand when she quickly pulled out. "Ungh! Ohhh, pleeease ma'am."
"Not yet my dear." She warned as she stood up in front of me. She held her thumb and fingers to my lips and I sucked my juices from them. I could tell that I was really wet down there. Once she was satisfied, Madeline removed her fingers from my mouth and stepped over to her gym bag of goodies.
She retrieved a few lengths of jute rope and a hefty looking butt plug. The plug had a ring on the end that would hang out from between my ass cheeks. She returned to stand in front of me.
"Open your mouth babydoll. I want you to get this nice and wet for me."
I obliged, since I didn't have much choice anyway. In all the time that we played together, Madeline hadn't tried putting anything in my ass. She knew that I hadn't let Kyle take me anally either. So this was new to me. I was nervous because the plug felt big in my mouth and heavy.
Madeline then walked behind me and began preparing the rope she brought over. She ran one length through the D-ring at the end of the arm binder and doubled it up as she ran it through an eyebolt that was screwed into the ceiling of my basement. Pulling it taught brought my arms up into a strappado position and forced my head to go down and forward. Madeline then tied it off when she had me nearly doubled over.
This position left my bare ass sticking up and out exposing me further. Madeline grabbed a tube of K-Y jelly and liberally began to lube my exposed ass.
"Whoa..wait ma'am. I don?t know about this." I started to protest as I talked around the butt plug holding it between my teeth.
Madeline was squatting behind me and she slapped my ass hard with her hand. "Well, I know about this and it's about time you learn that I own ALL of you."
"Yes ma'am, but..." again her hand found my ass cheek.
Madeline started by working one finger inside my virgin ass. It hurt at first. I wanted to push it out, like I was shitting. But as I bore down, I opened more. In no time, Madeline had three of her fingers in my ass and was slowly easing my sphincter's resistance.
I was drooling around the plug in my mouth and I saw strands of spittle falling from my lips. When she finally took her fingers out of my ass, I felt like I was ready for whatever she wanted. She reached up and pulled the butt plug from my mouth, making an audible "plop" sound.
The plug began its journey inside my ass with Madeline slowly turning and twisting it past my rectum. Then all of a sudden it slipped in as the fattest part slid through, and left the ring portion hanging out of my ass. It was a strange feeling, not that painful just a fullness that I hadn't felt before.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" Madeline cooed.
"No I...I guess not ma'am." "Well, you better get used to it because I plan to teach you to like doing anal."
I resigned myself to this new method of sexual torture. It just seemed so dirty to me before, but so did doing other women. If only Kyle knew the whore I was becoming.
Madeline took the remainder of the rope and tied it around my waist and through the ring in the butt plug. I didn't think it was going to pop out, but the rope certainly made sure it wouldn't.
The position I was in was pretty intense. Doubled over with my ass in the air, arms pulled up behind me while restrained with an arm binder, and my ankles past shoulder width held open with a spreader bar. I must have been quite a sight, because Madeline stepped back to admire her handiwork for what felt like an eternity.
She pulled out the riding crop from our first session and had me hold it between my teeth. "You let that drop, and I'll beat you with it until you can't sit down for a week." I knew she probably wouldn't go that far, but she surely would let me have it.
I drooled out a "yesh mah'm" through the crop.
She stepped behind me and started petting my exposed ass, feeling every curve, noticing every detail like she was planning just where each stroke from whatever instrument she chose would go. I was getting anxious for her to begin her torment.
I could hear her rustling through her bag and I wondered what she had in mind next. Then the high pitched sound of a flogger swishing through the air followed by the loud splat on my right ass cheek broke the silence. I cried out, but was careful not to drop Madeline's riding crop from my teeth. Again the flogger cut through the air landing on my other cheek. Thus began a steady rhythm of strokes of her whip that Madeline placed on my ass. I was a bit proud of myself for not giving in or letting go of the crop. During our previous sessions, I only yelled OATMEAL once and that was because Madeline accidently hit me in the face while using a flogger on my breasts. I can take what she gives me, and I probably would "safe word" if she hit me much harder - but Madeline seems to know just how far she could go with me.
My ass was getting that warm tingly feeling from being whipped, and I wiggled back and forth to show off my reddened ass. I don't know what it is about a good whipping, but I just tune out everything and focus on the sensation and moaning my approval to Madeline. It seems like that's the only thing in the whole universe that's going on.
Madeline then finished with a solid whack across my inner thigh, which really got my attention. It brought me back to reality. She then took out a Hitachi massager and threaded it between a couple of the strands of rope that was tied around my waist. The head of it was right on my pussy and I knew that I was about to be sent to heaven.
She turned it on low. The humming noise it made was soon drowned out by my moans through the riding crop. Madeline then took the crop out of my mouth and began swatting me with it for every time I moaned.
"Ohhhhh!"
"SWAT!"
"Owwwww!"
I think I must have came like 3 times. Finally, I had enough and I was a babbling idiot and was begging for Madeline to stop. She forced one last come out of me, and then turned off the Hitachi. My poor pussy was raw from all my juices gushing out of me.
After she took me out of my restraints, Madeline and I went to my bedroom and lay down together on the bed and made love for another hour. She held me afterwards and told me that she loved me and wanted us to be together more. I couldn't leave Kyle because I loved him too, but I love Madeline just as much.
It has been nearly 2 years since Madeline and I have been together, and 18 months since I've been married. Either I'm the stupidest or the luckiest woman in the world.
Kisses!