Lilly thu the lookinglass- past & pain to present & pleasure ( A BDSM tale) - Closed

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly thu the lookinglass- past & pain to present & pleasure ( A BDSM tale) - Closed

(OOC- I’d like to thank TirithIre for the idea he had and then allowing me to run with it for the first two postings… also for the pleasure of having him as a writing partner.)



Lilly - 32, long spiral curly, five-two, blue eyes, china doll features, piercing steel blue eyes, and firm toned figure.

Lilly had come from a very dominate BDSM upbringing. Her parents were long into the hidden underground lifestyle before she was even born. Lilly’s father was a mean master dominate male, her mother was a slave to his whims. Her father believed that women were only good for cleaning, cooking, taking care of the children and being a ‘whore’ to their husband and whomever else the dominate male said to be to.

Growing up Lilly was taught how to respect a man, didn’t matter if in the ‘family’ group or not, the male was gold and women did as told. Her father taught her the ways of a sub/slave as did the other males in the regular group that would meet at Lilly’s parent’s house every Saturday night for fun and games as Lilly called it, which meant men discussed new things like bondage, tying certain knots, or different ideas to punish the women, the sluts or whores as they referred to them. The women catered to their ever desire from group sex, female on female to putting on an open scene before all to watch.

They taught girls early in age but when their eighteenth birthday came about that was the real test. Each girl was placed with a male dominate older than them and from that point on they were to serve him and his wishes. They moved in together and she was his slave for what was to be long termed, a girl might be his only or she might be one of many, that wasn’t for her to pick or choose, it wasn’t her decision even in the slightest it was the Top Alpha dominants of the group, which was her father and then a handful of other males that helped choose the female for the male. Her father was like the president and the selected hand few were like congress though; Lilly’s father always had final say, his word was the last spoken and no male or female said otherwise against it.

Master Dan was a man that craved owner, as well as a small harem of women. He was Lilly’s first master. He enjoyed watching his six female slaves with each other then he would take them each one by one to his ‘playroom’ and do with them as they pleased. This lasted seven years; Lilly was broken down to no self worth, no self esteem and no direction. She thought she needed humiliated and abused; she was Master Dan’s doormat, just like the other five.

Dan passed away and that left Lilly without a Dominate male in her life, but not for long. Next came Master Peter, he again was older, larger and crueler than Master Dan which Lilly didn’t think was possible. You never questioned the decision of the males who pick your master; you just do as told or else. Peter was into asphyxiation, blood play, severe pain, scat and water sports, harsh punishments, body markings and more.

Seven long years later, being beaten and broken Lilly decided that were enough, she left Master Peter and the ‘family’ her real one included and moved one day while Master peter was at work. She settled in a smaller city and lived what one would call a ‘vanilla’ lifestyle.

Finding a job at an internet café allowed Lilly to keep up with the lifestyle through chat rooms and websites. Three months had went by and Lilly felt that crave deep within her belly, she needed and wanted to serve a man, it was something that she desired more than anything. There was a void to be filled. Lilly was the type that knew her place, she was very obedient and served well if with the right Master. It was about time Lilly found another to serve though this time she wasn’t going to be the doormat, she was for once in her life going to be the challenge or what others called a ‘brat’.

She read a page on a BDSM site about Daddy Dominates/ Masters. The girls that served them were more a ‘babygirl’. As Lilly read on she realized that was more the type of male she desired.
Lilly learned that a dominate daddy type isn’t a man that wants to keep it in the family, she read on…

A Daddy Dom is a Male type Dominant Person who has a strong Fathering urge, the counter part of the Mother Hen syndrome I would believe, How ever in D/s when the Daddy Dom takes a submissive, He treats her rather like a little girl. He guides, teaches, Offers her what she needs most of all, unconditional love and acceptance. In my view a Daddy Dom is the tenderness of Dominants. He loves His little girl with an unwavering and passionate Love that is timeless.

His little girl is His sunshine the bright spot in His life. He wants nothing more than to pull her close and protect her from the cruel world. But knowing He can not, He guides and teaches her helping her to be ready for this world. And then He waits, knowing she will run to Him when she becomes over whelmed and scared by the harshness of it all.

The Daddy Dom always has His little girl's best interest in mind, He will help her set and reach goals, He will help her improve herself to be the best she can be, not for Him but for herself, and yes He will even at times punish her. This will no doubt break His heart, but He will always do what is best for her.


The post went on giving more in-depth information...then it described what a ‘babygirl’ was…

A baby girl sub/slave with a slight bratty twist to her personality, no that doesn’t mean she is hateful and lacking respect in anyway to those she feels deserving… She offers the proper respect to without question. She want to be spoiled ( and do things to deserve that privilege), no not shirking her duties in any way shape or form, She is no where near lazy, She is child like in most of my ways as well as playful and love the tender loving controlling care a Daddy Dom offers.

She is still a woman but a rather child like one, She is of legal age to consent or refuse any and all offers she feels unhealthy or unsafe or just not her trip. She has the strong instinctive desire to be cared for the way One would a child or a young lady, with an open mind and heart that guides, loves, protects and teaches her. One who will show her the world and keep it's harshness at bay should it become to over whelming for her, her safe place in the world so to speak, On Daddy's lap or in His arms or peeking out from behind Him maybe…

Yes, This is what Lilly wants, and she will be that challenge in every sense in order to find it, no longer was she settling for second best…she read on and found out that in the new age of younger dominate males they seemed to have grasped a different perspective as far as a new age outlook on the old style lifestyle.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly searched the internet one night after she finished her shift and found a new BDSM club that wasn’t far from where she lived, and decided to get over her fear of going places alone and just go to see what it’s like as she never had the chance to be put on her own before she left Master Peter…this would all be a new adventure to Lilly…and maybe just what she needs...a younger caring Dominate male.

Thursday night Lilly after her shift Lilly checked the website again, Friday night Club Heat was hosting a party for All Dominates male or female as well as submissive and slaves. It was almost like a singles night where you mingle but with a bit more to it. She read on about the club and what it offers and events it holds.

Club Heat was a 5000 square warehouse turned into a BDSM club that did lectures, gatherings, singles meets, over 30 pieces of equipment spread about the middle floor. The first floor was the bar and dance floor to mingle and meet, second was nothing but equipment to use and the third was nothing but assorted playrooms all with different themes. Every second Friday and Saturday were spanking nights, there were demos and even auctions thought the month as well as play parties.

Lilly wrote down the directions to the club and anything she thought she might need to find it, for she was still new to the city she lived in. Butterflies formed within her stomach as she began a whole new journey in her life.

Friday morning Lilly picked up her paycheck, cashed it and from there she went shopping for something to wear, something new and enticing that a submissive woman would wear out to a BDSM club. Half the part of her excitement was the unexpected.


After shopping for an outfit and all the accessories Lilly spent the rest of the day at home relaxing and getting ready. She was so proud of herself, her new outlook and gained confidence was something she would have never acquired until she left her past behind.

After her shower Lilly opened her bags and placed an assortment of boxes on her queen sized bed. The first opened was the main outfit. She wrapped the pink latex corset about her upper body, she loved how it laced up the back with a black ribbon, reaching back she pulled it as tight as she could and hooked it in the front. Reaching down she moved her rounded firm breasts into place, showing her cleavage as well as the swells up and over the top part letting just enough show to draw attention. She next stepped into the boy cut latex bottoms that matched the top; she loved the feel of latex against her creamy ivory flesh.

Looking at herself in the mirror Lilly was pleased thus far. She sat upon the bed and slipped on her black sheer thigh highs as she felt the elastic lacy tops tighten slightly around her thighs, mid way. Lilly placed a pink and black decorative shoe box on her lap, taking off the lid she moved the pink tissue paper aside and took out both of the black ballet slippers, she’d always loved the look of them and now she owned a pair. Wearing fuck me heels was nothing, her past ‘owners’ had her wearing them for years but just not ballet slippers. Slipping them on and buckling them she stood up, she felt as if those were what gave her confidence. She stood there tall and proud, shoulders back and head up.

Lilly applied a small amount of color to her eyes, mascara, and little pink on her cheeks, pink on her lips and placed her hair in an upsweep with dangling pieces around her face. She was ready to walk along her new journey, placing the past behind as well as the pain….it was time for the present and pleasure. She slipped on a black long leather jacket and stepped out into the early evening, the moon was almost full and the stars shined like twinkling lights. She hailed a cab, gave the address, and was off.

Lilly paid the driver and stepped out looking to the brightly outside lit warehouse. The huge red neon sign read...’Club Heat’, flames included. She walked up the red carpet and gripped the door, opening it slightly and feeling it pushed open for her the rest of the way, where she was met by a tall, very well tan and built male dressed on leather pants and a studded chest harness. On his hip hooked to his belt was a wooden paddle with a leather handle. Lilly looked up to him and smiled, “My first time here,” she whispered as he helped her through the door and took her coat handing it to an older female in leather attire.

“Welcome to Club Heat, I need photo identification first.”

Lilly opened her purse and slipped her license out to show him, he took it and looked it over, then smiled handing it back. “Mandy will take your purse and put it with your coat, no worries it will be safe. After that those glass red doors there are the entrance to the bar and meeting area for guests and members. Being a female, drinks are free, so please enjoy the safest and cleanest BDSM club around.”

“Thank you,” Lilly said and handed her purse to Mandy, and then sucked in a deep breath as she opened the twin set of red glass doors and walked through them like Alice did when she walked through the looking glass…

 

[TirithIre]

The night had always been the one's that Damian had been excited for really. While some would have thought that the idea of a BDSM club in it's exclusivity was insane, Damian had seen the prospect of a place that would offer not only escape from the 'real world', but also a chance for education in the idea's of true BDSM. While some were more into the sadomistic and maschosism of the world of this tabboo place, those that were usually knew that by the time they came, so they were on their own with those they trusted.

Brought up in a clean home, Damian had been raised as a catholic, yet as he had aged he had outgrown the god fearing mongers of the faith, and come to a more open understanding of what was proper, and what was true. In his own eyes as he had crested the age of twenty, the world was to be used for his own means... it wasn't until he had sucessfully created a fortune on the stock market that he had sat back and looked at what he wished to accomplish with his life.

Some just took money and fame and ran, not caring about anyone other then themselves, yet he had never been happy with that. Learning from a woman he had dated for a few months, he had been introduced to the aspects of bondage, domination, and submission, yet he hadn't been content to be bound, not by anyone, and as such the relationship hadn't worked out. Yet at the same time it had given him a glimpse of something that he hadn't known exsisted, his own desires to have a woman to own, not simply as a partner, as all people had urges to be with a member of the opposite sex if for no other reason then copulation and populating the species, but he had a desire to own a woman, to place her into chains, to slide a collar around her neck and see nothing but trust and love within her eyes.

From there he had spent some money and seen the aspects of BDSM, and from there... the idea of Club Heat had been born. A Sanctuary it was indeed, for an escape from prejudice and racism of their choices of lifestyle, he had come now five years later, to be the executive partner to the establishment that she now entered. As she did, she could feel the low beat being pumped from the speakers that seemed to be nowhere... the interior of the club was carpeted with a rich red floor... and even as she entered the club, she could see the booths, the banquettes... and more importantly... the people.

The music played, the drinks flowed, and even as she entered, she could see some men looking at her, after all, she was a new face, and so attention was given. Some were dressed as she was... some were even more risquee, and some looked as though they were normal people. After all in here, the rules were simple... other then the deomstrations, there was no overt penetration... if the woman said no then that was final. It was a brand new world she was now stepping into.

Damian for his part stood atop the lined balconey, the curling stairs the access to it. Crystal green emerald eyes seemed to scan over the crowds tonight... after all it was spanking night, the central dias raised slightly as he could see a man sitting in a comfortable chair as the woman laid splayed across his lap. She was dressed as a school girl, her skirt flipped up. As one hand supported her small waiste, his words echoed throughout the room through the microphone as he explained the idea's behind spanking, only to bring his hand down slowly, gently rubbing the girls ass before a sharp smack was heard as well as her cry though it seemed to be mixed with lust as well as surprise!

There was a small crowd around the stage, though Damian's eyes swept over the crowd. Seven years since his introduction to BDSM... seven years to the pleasure of a woman kneeling at his feet... yet he found himself wanting more! He found himself wanting to hold a woman past the initial night. Scenes were fun, pleasurable and fine, but he, now at the age of thirty four, was looking to find a woman whom shared his 'secret' passions for the long term!

It was not as though he had not ever had the opportunity... he had, he had simply not felt it was the right one for him. Black leather pants clung nicely to his hips, a coiled black belt holding them up with nothing clipped though the silver hooks speaking of promise of toys being clipped to them. A loose black vest hung openly upon his shoulders and around his neck was a necklace with a dragon's claw seeming to be holding a small ruby. He stood six feet tall easily, his stature speaking of strength as he finally moved, not catching sight of the new girl just yet, so he descended the stairs to mingle just like everyone else!

Tonight... he was sure would be an amazingly erotic and interestingly challenging night indeed, although the latter part of that, he wasn't aware of... yet.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

As those glass doors of red closed behind her, Lilly had known how Alice felt when she walked into and through the looking glass, this was just like a fantasy… a fairytale to Lilly, it was everything she read about and everything she dreamed of seeing and enjoying, knowing that when those doors closed behind her so did her past.

Lilly turned and watched the doors click shut, then turned and was in awe. There was so much red, to Lilly that was a turn on, red just made her feel erotic and sensual, she could feel the sexual energy within the club. The carpet was red, the curtains over the upper windows matched in red color, the spiral staircases added elegance to the place, to Lilly she expected it to not match the pictures like food on a menu, and it looks so good till it’s placed before you. She could feel the eyes upon her running the full length of her petite frame; she was fresh meat in this new market.

The doors opened behind her almost hitting her, she moved to the right and found a spot to stand and just admire those around her in the club. She had no idea what to do to be honest, this was her first time. Lilly made eye contact with a tall dark haired man wearing jeans and a black t-shirt; he looked about forty-five, with a touch of grey on the sides by his temples. He started coming towards her and just as he was almost there another man stepped between them and smiled at Lilly as they did the formal greeting thing.

“I’m Wes, the guy that was headed your way was Roger, and you don’t want to mess with him Doll-face. His reputation isn’t the greatest, and I’d hate to see a new girl taken advantage of.” He smiled at Lilly showing the brightest set of teeth she’d ever seen. Her eyes ran down him, he was wearing black leather pants, black leather shoes and a black leather vest which showed his hairy chest.

“Thanks for the warning Wes, and yes I’m new to the club as well as the city really.” She watched his eyes move to her breasts and stay there as she continued to introduce herself. “My names Lilly and I’m a submissive.” Just as she spoke she heard a cry of a female, she looked around and se seen a line waiting for something. With the music so loud where she was she was unable to hear the man on the microphone.

There was something about Wes Lilly didn’t like, it may have been the way he just started at her breast or just the weird vibe he was giving off. Lilly’s radar for decent men always led her in the wrong direction but this one she had to go with her gut feeling. “Can you please excuse me Wes, I see a friend across the way.” Lilly smiled and turned, “was a pleasure,” And walked through the crowd, happy to get away from him. Lilly sighed and wondered if she was wearing a creep detector on her ass tonight, because that’s about what’s been trying to pick her up.

Lilly squeezed through the crowd of people to get to where the man sat in a chair with a girl over his lap. Lilly watched as he caressed both on her naked cheeks. She was dressed in very little; just enough to cover her and that was putting it mildly. He was explaining the difference between a playful spanking and one given for punishment. Lilly watched as his hand went up and then came down upon her ass cheek leaving a red mark. The female didn’t even flinch, she spoke as he held the microphone to her red lips, “I’ve been bad Sir, may this slave have another?” she asked him.

A warm feeling went through Lilly as she watched the scene unfold, listening to his explain things to the crowd as the woman kept asking for another. He laughed and smiled, “No Pet you had enough. Let another have a try.” A female dressed in blue silks stepped out by the man in the chair, she looked over the crowd and locked eyes with Lilly.

Lilly looked to the woman as she pointed to her and crooked her finger, “You, you’re next for a spanking it looks like you been a bad, bad girl.”

Lilly looked around to the crowd to be sure she was talking to her, and as her head turned back around Lilly felt cold fingers wrap around her wrists and tug her upwards towards her and the man.
Lilly didn’t know what to say, she felt embarrassed standing up there on display for all. The woman guided her to the husky male in the chair and then placed one hand on her lower back and the other on her tummy and bent her over his knees.

The dominate spanker looked to the crowd as he spoke into the microphone, “It looks like we have a new little pretty Pet to break in.” he laughed as did the crowd. He looked to Lilly as his hand caressed her rounded cheeks, “Have you been a bad girl Pet?”

Lilly’s head turned as she looked to him, feeling his hand upon her ass as he caressed it, not knowing what to say. She stumbled over her words as she turned her head and looked to the crowd cheering the man on. Deciding to go along with it because she told herself she was going to start fresh she looked ahead and spoke softly. “Yes Sir I’ve been a very bad girl, please Sir may this sub have a spanking?”

His hand left her cheeks and within a second she felt his hand against her ass, even with the latex semi covering her ass it stung. Lilly lifted her head as he asked her again if she was a bad, bad girl and just as she turned it her eyes glanced up looking to at a man standing at the balcony above. Her eyes stayed upon him as she answered the man spanking her. “Yes Sir, I’ve been bad, please may I have another?” Lilly was feeling the moistness between her thighs as she felt stimulated by the whole scene, growing relaxed before the crowd as they watched her getting spanked.

She looked out of the corner of her eye as the guy in black leather begin to walk down the spiral staircase, he walked with pride and confidence Lilly thought. She could see the necklace around his neck lying against his chest but couldn’t figure out what was on it. Lilly was drawn back to the crowd as they cheered the man on, hoping and howling, clapping and jumping about.

The same woman that helped Lilly to the stage also helped her stand and move back into the crowd as she went and picked another for a spanking. Lilly moved through the crowd, her heart was beating faster than normal, an adrenalin rush felt. She made her way to the bar; taking a seat at the end out of the way she crossed her stocking clad legs and waited for the tended to wait upon her. She surveyed the crowd as she patiently waited seeing he was busy.

 

[TirithIre]

The night was going very well, although he had no doubts about whether that was going to be the case or not, to every person, there was always a sense of anticipation as the nights began. At first, there was always a worry within him, that sometimes this wouldn't work out, yet as he had learnt over the last five years, those feelings were hardly called for. The demonstration was meant to arouse, as well as to entice those present to open up to one another, to have something to discuss when one came into contact with a sub when one was a dom.

There was a sense that tonight would be different though, the red literally adorned the club, accenting it beautifully and giving it a sense of intrigue, the curtains having glints of golden embroidery that seemed to compliment the room nicely. The warehouse had come along quite well... Damian had built it up himself with the help of a few of his friends... it was amazing the ties one made when they made their way into this world, and decided to take a stand.

At first, the city had protested about the club, but the out of the way location, combined with the clean attention to detail, not to mention a few well placed bribes along with the most legal permits that he was able to get, truly only had given him the way to open the eyes of those into the world.

He watched the new girl being taken across the man's lap, being utterly removed from his reverie, he smiled to himself as he heard her cry out, the sound mixing beautifully with the sounds of the music.. the beat seeming to course through everyone in the room. At the back of course was a sense of trepidation as there were a pair of double doors that were made of a dark oak, the handles made beautifully of brass, but the maitre d type stand beside with a large book indicated it was the way into the second level, for those whom decided to head that way.

For now though he descended the stairs, his black military style boots making a dense and solid sound as he stepped... Damian's short blond hair along with his quite nicely trimmed goatee spoke both of cleanliness and class, though he seemed to look around as he took in the sights before him. A cursory glance seemed to take in it all, before he noticed the pink latex of her corset, he noticed also though that it was not quite in the proper position.

Taking confident steps, she could feel a pair of eyes upon her as he approached, to him, helping those obviously new to the lifestyle was a gift, he was an instructor himself, although he had to admit he delved more into the differences between light bondage and heavier, simply for the fact he wanted to show even a woman deprived of her senses could be brought to multiple orgasms and complete satisfaction.

His eyes remained upon her head though, as he moved to her and noticing there were no empty seats beside her, instead she felt a tap upon her right shoulder, before she would come face to face with a smooth and bare chest, that necklace so distinguishable from before right at her eye height as he looked down to her.

" Welcome to club Heat. For a beginner to the social scene, I would have to say you are fitting in quite well, although I must admonish you for not having a properly tightened corset. It is so difficult these days to do it one's self, I feel it only appropriate to offer my assistance in correcting such a subtle mistake before one of the other masters decides to use the demonstration as a sign that you are interested in being punished for every mistake you have made thus far."

His green eyes seemed to take a solid and calm look into hers, his gaze seeming to hold hers for a few minutes, before he smiled serenly. Holding out his hand though he smirked to her. " My name is Damian by the way, it is a pleasure to meet a sub as gorgeous as you." He was quite the charmer, even though he had just verbally chastised her for her lack of a fully tight corset... he wasn't an ass, and really didn't come off that way... in fact, he seemed very... well normal!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly watched as the bartender worked his way down through the crowd, hoping that she be taken care of soon. She looked over the crowd, feeling eyes upon her, of course there were those of both genders that smiled or winked or waved her over but Lilly felt safest where she was. The bartender smiles and asked her what she wished, Lilly asked for a glass of red wine, and then watched him walk away. A few seconds later she felt a tap on her shoulder and as she turned around her eyes went right to the dragon hanging from the necklace that lie upon his chest, taking notice of the gem as well.

Her eyes rose slowly to his, looking with them and loving the green eyes. To Lilly those were the true bedroom eyes. They were warm and sensual, they drew you into them and you didn’t want to stop looking at them. Her soft colored lips curled up as he gave her the welcome speech and all Lilly thought was he was another one trying to get into her latex panties, another loser stuck to the magnet on her ass. She found his pick-up line amusing as she listened to him point out her corset wasn’t right.

“I just might be here for the punishment, I could be a pain slut of sorts that loves to be beaten black and blue and have blood coming from my lip, nose, or even from welts across my back,” Lilly said to him as she turned her head and smiled to the tender as he placed her drink down, her long slender fingers curling about the stem of the glass as she took it to her lips and tasted the rich red colored wine, letting it hold in her mouth for a few moments before swallowing it.

Her eyes of blue moved over his face, she had to admit he was handsome, loving the well groomed look he had. Her eyes looked into his once more; they held it for a few minutes before he broke the gaze with an introduction. As he spoke Lilly felt something about him, she might have guessed him wrong in the assumption he was a ‘loser’.

“Tis a pleasure to meet you Damian, and yes I am a sub, guess I have that look? Anyways, thank you for the compliment I’m Lilly, the gorgeous fresh meat submissive.” She grins saying it looking to him still. Lilly loved eye contact, she was never allowed to have it in her past so now she takes advantage of her new found freedom. She took his hand within her and shook it not letting go and he seemed to not either. “So, did I really screw up my corset or was that a line? Seems that all men and even a few women have real original lines here and the rest just have the cheesy ones like, ‘I lost my phone number can I have yours.”

Lilly released her hand from his as she placed it to her hip, her body language wasn’t the ‘happiest’ towards him, her outer shell was hard but once past that there was a whole different female, a very soft loving caring one, an obedient one even. Lilly had no idea who he was to her he was just another man looking to score with a woman or even have her bend over for him or drop to her knees and blow him. She found him actually quite the charming man, but with her track record she never picked a decent one, but perhaps with him coming to her…it turned into a whole new game.

 

[TirithIre]

“I just might be here for the punishment, I could be a pain slut of sorts that loves to be beaten black and blue and have blood coming from my lip, nose, or even from welts across my back,”

He smiled slightly at the comment, his own having simply been of a calm nature, though he had to admit he was a bit taken aback by her verbal language towards him. Forget the body language, he could deal with that, it was the tone she took towards him, that she could see almost caused him simply to walk away. Yet he did not, and instead as he looked to her he smiled ever so slightly as he shrugged in response.

" Truth be told that could very well be the truth, but I am going to go with that assumption, again correct me if I am completly wrong of that if you were a pain slut as you so... eloquently placed it, that you wouldn't be here alone. It takes much more then simply a taste for what you described just before to actually be of that sort, trust me, I know."

He didn't seem to be joking about it, though as he looked into her own eyes, unlike Wes, they had not strayed over her body and only found themselves affixiated to her breasts... instead, he smiled slightly as he regarded her... though he listened attentivly to what she said next, as he considered her own query, though he smiled to himself.

" Not overtly... you have some expertise with them although I would dare to propose that most women know how and what to do with a corset, it is nowhere near tight enough to show off your body properly, not to your best advantage, a challenge as I had said, that speaks of you doing it alone, which also speaks towards your place. If you had wished to be beaten and bruised, you would already be in one of the rooms on the second floor with the first man whom approached you Roger."

He remarked to her, though even as he moved and snapped his fingers, the bartender's eyes looked up almost in annoyance until he saw whom it was... Lilly being privvy to seeing that bartender move faster then he had all night as Damian smirked. " I do not play with pick up lines Lilly... I find it better to be honest, to be true about what I am and what I am not. If you ARE a pain slut, or a slave whom is looking only to cause trouble, then I am not the master for you. Although I have to admit the sight of your ass across Master John's lap was rather enticing... I prefer to delve into the more... subtle forms of the art. First though, would you care for me to fix your corset so that you are fully proper? I am sure even if I am to walk away, that there will be men veying for your attentions... thank you John."

He remarked as a crisp clear glass was slid to him from the bar, it filled with ice, rum and coke. His favorite drink... he really did dilly and dally within the idea of vodka from time to time, but on nights when he was looking to have some fun, he and his bar knew the drill. One knock was for his usual, the rum and coke, two knocks a screwdriver, and three knocks of course was for something new. He did own the place after all, yet he seemed to consider her.

" Some men do not have the style allocated to the persual of a woman like you, but I believe, that with the proper guidance, you would make a most excellent pet." He admitted after a moment, before the glass raised, his emerald eyes seeming to gaze into hers, affixiating her gaze and locking it, pinning her with his eyes, his look... everything about his personality seemed to enrapture, entice... and arouse!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly watched a bit of a smile move across his face as he listened to her speak, then watched as his shoulder shrugged knowing he wasn’t pleased with her answer but yet he stuck about and continued to speak to her. Lilly knew he was a tough one, he wasn’t one to walk away easily as most of the men she’d had briefly met so far within the club.

She loved the way he answered her, he had confidence and even though they just met five minutes ago he had her pegged, Lilly was far from a pain slut. She placed the crystal wine glass to her lips and took another sip as she continued, her eyes stayed within his, she couldn’t seem to take her away from them. Once he finished she grinned, “Okay, you’re quite correct I’m far from being a pain slut, been that for far to long, but since this is my first time here I could have been seeking out one of those mean abusive masters to go to the second floor with correct?”

Lilly was impressed with him, she had never been with any male as quickly as she was with him, and there was just something about him that she couldn’t place at that moment. His eyes never left her face, they never roamed down along her making it known he was checking her out. His smiled made her feel welcomed and warm; it made her want to be nice to him, to let that guard down but Lilly fought that with a struggle.

The sound from his fingers as they snapped caught her attention, she turned her head and watched as the tender’s face had a look of annoyance upon it, until he looked to where the snap was coming from, who it was coming from and nodded to Damian. Lilly took a sip of her wine and nearly choked on the swallow as she heard him mention about being her master, not having any clue where that came from as she didn’t even tell him she wasn’t collared by another or in the process of considering one outside the club, for all he knew she was involved.

“Damian, I’m far from a pain slut really…and I do agree with the honesty, I’m not here looking for trouble, to be ‘honest’ I’m not sure what I’m really here for. This is all so new to me, not the lifestyle but just other things. I’ve never been to a BDSM club to begin with so I really feel outside of my element here and pretty ignorant as to what to do or what not to do.”

Lilly felt her cheeks turn red from the compliment about her ass.” Thank you for well…the compliment on my bottom.” Her eyes dropped as she watched him take the glass from the bar. She wondered if he was anyone important or just a big tipper. That thought left her mind as she tuned and watched the tender work for a second then nodded to Damien in a ‘yes’ fashion. “I guess I do look like quite the amateur with a messed up corset, or that I’m not even capable of dressing myself.”

Taking the last sip of her wine she placed the empty glass on the bar and turned to look back within his eyes locking in again as he spoke . His voice had directness with it; she felt he wasn’t feeding her a line of shit. Her cheeks flushed to red as he paid her a compliment on how she’d be an excellent pet. She felt his eyes draw her in even more; there was something about this man that caused her to feel aroused just standing with him having a casual conversation, her knees almost felt a weakness to them. “I-I really don’t know what to say to that Damien, I’m actually speechless for once.”

Her soft moist pink muscle slipped from her slightly parted lips and moved across them causing them to glisten from her saliva, she could taste the wine from them, “if you wouldn’t mind, I think I’ll take you up on re-dressing me Damien.”

 

[TirithIre]

He looked to her as though he was adressing her, as though truly there was no one else within the world that was more important to him at that moment then she was. Even as he regarded her though he simply smiled as she flushed about his comment upon her ass... it was the truth, and if she was embaressed about that, it actually told him much more then she even had realized.

Most people did not realize that nearly ninety percent of what a person was saying, was not being said with their mouth. The hand upon her hip spoke of her defiance to simply being cheesily picked up, which also spoke of standards, something that he was rather impressed by. Secondly the look of her was simply one that spoke of curiosity, not to mention how her gaze could not seem to drift from his, making him believe that was something she had not been privvy to before. All of these things she told him, without a word.

Though her tongue moving from her mouth over her lips spoke the most loudly to him, speaking of the fact that she was curious, and more then likely aroused by him, he heard her comment about being interested in finding someone of that sort here tonight. " You could be, although if you were, you would more then likely have already gone with the younger man and been done with it. Roger has a rather... sadistic reputation, nothing over the line that he has been banned, but if one truly was a slut looking for a harshly pleasurable time, he would be the one to go with."

He looked to her, although when she admitted that she would allow him to 'redress' her, he smiled slightly as he nodded to her calmly. " As I had said, it is most difficult to dress correctly when one does not have a master to help you." He remarked as his eyes swiftly moved over the corset for a moment, before he nodded to her as though he was already done assessing what needed to be done to correct her mistake.

" Turn around and place both hands upon the bar. Stand up straight from the stool and take a step back. Spread your legs slightly and relax." He directed, there not even a question that it would be done, he silently counting to five, giving her plenty of time to obey his command before she could feel him undoing the corset's ties right then and there.

" A proper corset must be tight enough that it frames the body, while allowing the persons form to flourish at the same time. You did well in adjusting your breasts so that they would be presented, giving a master a sense of what he was expecting when he aquired you, but then again you don't want to be bought with words nor wine... you simply wish to be taken, subdued, and controlled, yet taught how to fly in this world. Your wings have been bound for far too long Anna." He remarked as he worked slowly... methodically... working to create a sense of domination in a subtle way... the way that he spoke to her, adressed her... there seemed to be no arguing with him, not that she really wished to anyway!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

“As I had said, it is most difficult to dress correctly when one does not have a master to help you."

Those words that he spoke were correct; there was a part of her that missed clothing being picked out for her, not every day but on special occasions, like a scene, or a roleplay in the bedroom or even one played out in public. Lilly didn’t mind an outfit chosen for her when going out to a fancy place, though she hadn’t been out to many ever in her life, she was more a caged bird, her wings clipped and no room to grow and expand, to fly. She’s now flying, soaring high she thought and enjoying it.

Lilly turned on the tips of her black ballet slippers as told, placing her hands upon the bar, stood perfectly straight, shoulders back and breasts out. She moved just enough to spread her legs a little and took in a breath and then exhaled slowly relaxing herself for him.

Not moving an inch as she even breathed slowly while listening to him speak as she adjusted her corset made Lilly want to giggle softly like a schoolgirl but she held it back and wondered if they were now the new entertainment for the next few minutes. She would usually be embarrassed but she told herself she’d rather have the corset looking proper than improper and wondered why nobody else had pointed it out, then she closed her eyes and dropped her head forth a bit. She realized she was up before all those people with her corset messed up, that made her feel like an ass in a way.

Everything he was saying was correct except the name, he got her name wrong but didn’t question who Anna was, it wasn’t Lilly’s business she was just grateful that he was helping her. He took his time, making sure she was perfect in her attire; Lilly liked that about him, she liked how he stepped in and took over and loved his eyes.

Once done Lilly turned to him and smiled, feeling how much better the corset fit around her, there wasn’t an awkward feeling under her armpits no longer. Taking in a breath she felt her breasts rise feeling how the corset even controlled her breathing now. “So Damien what does a sub owe such a Master like you for fixing her corset?”

By this time the spanking demonstration was over and there was another taking place but Lilly didn’t hear what it was, she was too fixated upon Damien and what he was saying to care less what was going around her. She was there to mingle, meet and learn. Lilly had a mind like a sponge, she needed even craved to gain more knowledge, she wanted to learn what she wasn’t taught, and forget most of what she was growing up. Her hands went behind her and gripped the edge of the bar, her back arched and her breasts pushed forth as she placed herself on display to him, something she did from respect nothing more.

 

[TirithIre]

He had just met an Anna a few minutes ago, before she had come into the club. The woman whom had been speaking to him had been Anna, a rather strong willed dom that had been trying to convince him that corporal punishment could be the most erotic form of pleasure out there, to which he had calmly argued the con side of it. Yet as she straightened, she could see him smile faintly almost to himself, as he considered her request. " Generally, a master would try and take control of you, try and pick you up with cheesy lines of how he could make you cum all night long for him, or how much fun he could give you, but you know better then that... so my reward for helping you, shall be your forgivness in mistaking your name Lilly."

He was a perceptive one, though even as he said it, he looked over to the central stage where a woman was being placed upon her hands and knees.... before a black whip was brought out, obviously the demonstration was following the lines of spanking, only now with an instrument, rather then simply a hand. The sights and sounds of the leather as it trailed over the woman's skin though was quite the sight, before he looked back to her as the sound of the whip falling upon the woman's ass was heard through the 'invisible speakers'.

" I would ask though that you accompany me in watching this demonstration. Power, I am sure you know, is something that can be easily abused, but I think you shall find, with the right partner, things of a magnificantly intense yet pleasurable nature can come through. Will you accompany me Lilly?" He asked easily as he held out his hand, those green eyes seeming still to lock onto hers. Something about her, the craving she gave off, seemed to call to him to fill her, not only with a cock, but also with knowledge, with experience... but he was calm about everything... taking this one step... at a time.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly chuckled softly, “Damien anyone can make that mistake, and there is no need to apologize for we’re all human. As for the cheesy lines, I think I heard my share for the evening, and making me cum all night would be quite a great evening. If I wanted fun I’d have went to a carnival or something equal to it.” Stopping there as a whimpering cry and sound caught her attention, she turned her head looking to where it came from then realized it was piped through the sound system from where the crowd was on the center floor.

The cracking of the whip was a sound that could not be mistaken for another. Lilly looked about and tried to see through the crowd. His voice grabbed her attention again as she listened to him speak, her eyes locked and zeroed in on his of green. “I would ask though that you accompany me in watching this demonstration. Power, I am sure you know, is something that can be easily abused, but I think you shall find, with the right partner, things of a magnificently intense yet pleasurable nature can come through. Will you accompany me Lilly?"

Lilly hesitated for a few moments as she looked down to his hand, and then took it letting his wrap around her as she turned hers the slightest and slipped her fingers within his and held tightly as he began to lead her through the cheering aroused crowd. Lilly watched as people just spread aside as Damien walked through, it was like Moses parting the red sea, these people were the red sea and Damien sure seemed to have the Moses gathering.

Not sure exactly who he was but Lilly knew he had to be somebody of importance, though she wasn’t sure she really wanted to know what it was about him that people jumped when he was about. Her body moved through the crowd, she could feel eyes upon her as she walked behind him.

Damien stopped and Lilly stepped aside him. The woman who was standing before her watching the performance quickly stepped back giving Lilly a front up and close view. Her eyes moved across a shapely female dressed in very skimpy clothing, she was down on her hands and knees with her head dropped down getting whipped across her ass and back.

Lilly winced each time the whip went across her flesh, closing her eyes and not really wanting to see it. Pain was something Lilly left behind her, she didn’t mind the spankings to her ass, or the yanking of her hair, but this was too much of a reminder of where she came from. She looked out of one opened eye watching, every now and then giving his hand a squeeze.

 

[TirithIre]

He could feel her reaction to this demonstration, but even with this, it was different then her punishments. Her punishments had been that, pain, nothing... nothing but pain to make her remember her place, where as this seemed so much more. The way that the black leather tails seemed to slide over the woman's back and ass, caressing her skin would make her shiver, before the whip would fall upon her and cause her body to sway, to jerk yes from the inital shock of it all, but even as he felt her squeeze his hand, he lead her around until she could see the woman's face, a mask of not pain, but escstatic pleasure.

" There is so much more to this world then simply pain, something I believe you are far to aware of. Pain is sometimes necessary, to correct ungrateful or harmful behavior, but in the end, it is never meant to harm the sub fully... that, is the difference between BDSM, and abuse."

He explained cooly, he WAS an important person around here... she not knowing she was holding hands, had just had her corset corrected by the leading spokesperson for BDSM and the right to freedom. In a world that was trying so desperatly to conform people to one's thinking of the government, Damian was speaking out against it, speaking out for the rights of people! Yet even as he felt her shiver once, she could feel him pull her so she was standing before him, his hand releasing hers only for his strong warm arms to wrap around her waiste gently as he smiled.

" Watch... see how he uses the tool to caress, to compliment... how he has chosen the softer whip, knowing she cannot take more then that... and that is fine. Everyone has their limits, even doms." He gently remarked into her ear, his hot breath assaulting her senses.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly felt herself turn as Damian moved around the scene, Lilly thought he was leading her away but instead they ended up standing in a spot where they looked directly to the woman’s face. Looking to her Lilly watched how her body moved with every stroke of the whip, the tease of the thin leather straps, the way her lips parted and eyes closed almost looking as if she were on her way to an erotic orgasm, one that didn’t require a touch to her cunt.

The view they were getting now was erotic, Damien did the right thing, he gave her a whole new view, new emotional feelings towards what they were watching, as well as a new flame with her loins, igniting from the sexual display. Lilly watched the woman’s face a bit longer, Damien grabbed her attention when she began to speak. “I understand punishment and I agree there needs to be a reaction to an action whether good or bad, and everyone is different, some feel they need that rougher punishment or abuse where others need less. I desire a bit of pain now and then, more now than then, but the pain I enjoy is when it goes from pain to pleasure, I guess like this scene, but it wouldn’t work for me, unless I trusted another and that’s the key thing, trust.”

Lilly listened s he spoke about himself, she liked the sound of his voice as well as his eyes, and he had something about him that made you just want to be around him, drawn to him. She felt him pull her closer, stepping before him as his arms went about her waist, and she could feel his heated breaths upon the back as well as the side of her neck. He had no idea what he was ding to her mentally and sexually.

Lilly wanted to watch, but she didn’t she closed her eyes and just listened to Damien speak to her in a soft whispering voice to her ear. His voice sent a shiver through her spine, as did his warm breath flowing over her skin.

Her blue eyes opened as she watched the display understanding what he talks about. “I know about limits and abusing them, it can easily be done, for different reasons, I want to try the ‘softer’ side of the lifestyle now, not what I left behind, I want to know what it feels like to be cared for by a dominate male, not to be used and abused and fearful of him.” She whispers back to him, her lips to his ear as her head tilts back. The woman on the stage left out a lingering whimper and a groan to follow, at that point Lilly was so turned on; she could feel the wetness between her thighs, her scent soon to linger as her body heats up.

“You know what’s up next for a demonstration? Or if it’s over for the night, perhaps I can get you to show me about you seem to be well known here and I’m guessing you know your way around the place quite well.” Lilly had a feeling she now had a place to retreat to, to seek what her mind, heart and her gut desires. She leaned back and awaited Damien to reply to her.

 

[TirithIre]

He smiled as she listened... he was not dismissing what had been done to her... oh no not at all, in fact, he was validating it, and showing her that not all ofthe BDSM world could be pain in what she knew, as the harsh, brutal world she had been brought up within. Even as she spoke about her past, he could tell what type of world she had come from, and he could also understand, why she had felt strange coming here, where she had a choice whom she was to be with.

" After this demonstration there are more, mostly on the uses of spanking, some do get more of the rough variety, as well as describing how the difference between using a tool for pleasure, and pain can be used. I will show you what you are seeking Lilly, but in return you must give yourself to me, even for this one night. After the night is over, we can speak upon what has transpired, but for the duration, you will submit your entire being to me, without hesitation. Hesitation will of course result in punishment, although... I am sure my punishments shall be much different then what you would know."

He cooed to her as he slid his hands over the corset, she able to feel how the barrier only seemed to create an erotism to the moment... yet he left the moment to silence, allowing her to revel within it, to consider what he had said as he smiled to himself, knowing somehow within himself that she would agree... she needed this, more then she even knew. Yet even as he waited upon her answer, she could see the woman's eyes open as the whip fell upon her, the demonstrator lashing her ass repeatedly with swipes that were soft, erotic to the touch, though she didn't know that.

Her eyes glazed over, Damian holding onto Lilly as he cooed. " Look at her, there is no pain when she feels this... she is about to cum just from a whip... there is so much more to this world then simply pain... will you submit and allow me to show you Lilly?" He had her right where he wanted her... the arousal of the room, not to mention the erotisim of the display... he could and would seem to know how to show her what she sought to feel and experience... one night... could she trust this man for one night to dominate her and show her everything she had missed?

 

[Sinful_whispers]

“After this demonstration there are more, mostly on the uses of spanking, some do get more of the rough variety, as well as describing how the difference between using a tool for pleasure, and pain can be used. I will show you what you are seeking Lilly, but in return you must give yourself to me, even for this one night. After the night is over, we can speak upon what has transpired, but for the duration, you will submit your entire being to me, without hesitation. Hesitation will of course result in punishment, although... I am sure my punishments shall be much different then what you would know."

Lilly listened to Damien’s ever word, she wasn’t sure he understood what she was seeking and thought back at her last Dominate male that was in her life. He said nothing like what Damien has been saying to her, his words were harsh where as Damien’s seemed true and soft, yet direct with a sternness to them.

They continued to watch the demonstration before them, she felt his hand slide over her corset, not in a sexual way or anything close, just a way that made Lilly feel comfortable with him, she felt a safeness which scared her in its own way due to the fact she just had met him. She listened to him once again, she stood there quietly, she knew that look on that woman’s face was pleasure, you could tell she was close to a very pleasurable orgasm, and didn’t even mind if it was before everyone, she just didn’t seem to care, she just wanted to cum from the leather to her flesh.

Lilly was turned on, her body ached to be touched, to be used, guided to be shown pleasure as well as to give it. The craving she felt within was that need to kneel before one, and submit to him fully. She turned to Damien and nodded, her eyes to his, her voice sift but you could tell she wanted exactly what he was saying. Her head tilted a bit, her breaths released upon his ear, his neck, “Damian, please take this one for the night, and teach her what you know. I will fully submit to you and let you guide me and show me what I seek.”

Her words easily released from her lips, she sucked in a breath and took a chance with him, there was no turning back, Lilly was a woman of her word, and tonight from that moment on where she asked for him to take her under his wing, to trust him. “Damien, I’m 100% sure this is what I wish, my gut tells me that. If I was wearing a collar and leash I’d kneel and offer it to you.” Lilly smiled, an innocent smile, a woman that even though the world kicked her in the teeth a dozen times, she came back for more, always knowing what she was looking for was always there just needed to find it, and for one night she may get what she desire and deserves.

 

[TirithIre]

Perhaps he didn't understand exactly what it was that she was searching for... or perhaps, he was reassuring her that what she sought, could be found here, in a safe and secure manner. He had a way to him, a certain charisma that he had always had, that gave him the sense of being secure... of being safe.

Even as he looked to her though as she spoke, he remained silent, listening to what she had to say, not interrupting her though even as he heard her agree, she could feel his hands gently tighten into a soft, yet cradling hug, pulling her against him before he cooed to her.

" You will not regret this, though if you will look to your left, you will see a girl holding a tray with a collar as well as a leash, those are for you, to symbolize your submission for this evening. Place them onto yourself, then kneel beside me and watch this woman climax... it has been wrought so that it shall be a rather delightfully powerful one."

He cooed to her as she would see a waitress holding what he had said, a tray lined with red, the collar itself being a nicely sized black leather collar that was lined with a dark purple suede... the leash was a black leather lined with silvered studs that was both masculine, and yet the lithness of it, spoke of feminism as well. He looked to her with a smile though as he gently released her so that she could do as he said, and obey his will.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

The crowd around the demonstration could feel the sexual energy coming from sub as she herself moaned and groaned loudly, you could tell she was close to cumming. There were those surrounding her that were doing the same, each moan, groan or whimper louder than the first. Lilly never seen so many aroused people in one place. The gatherings she was used to were smaller than this and definitely never as sexual as this, Lilly’s excitement grew as the demonstration went on, she felt embarrassed as her wetness between her thighs increased.

Lilly felt Damien pull her against him, his breath upon her face as well as her neck as he spoke to her. She watched the crowd, watching how the men adjusted themselves, the women biting down on their bottom lips, some couples fondling each other playfully adding to the arousal around them.

Her eyes scanned the room looking for the waitress he spoke of, and before she knew it Lilly watched as a rather cute petite female dressed in a skimpy leather harness, thigh high boots came around and stopped a few feet from Lilly with a smile. Lilly felt Damien release her from his arms, she stood on the tips of her ballet slippers and gracefully walked to meet her. Lilly looked over the collars on the tray, very masculine yet, feminine in the same.

The tray was silver with a red crushed velvet lining, and upon the trays was a black leather collar, lined with soft dark purple suede. Lilly reached for the collar and placed it around her neck; she closed her eyes as she fiddled with the buckle fitting it around her long slender neck. She gasped a breath, the collar felt like it was made for her like Cinderella and the glass slipper. Her fingertips moved along it, feeling it as she then reached for the leash, it matched the collar she placed around her neck, clicking it to the ‘O” ring that was in the middle of the front of the collar.

Lilly looked down, taking the handle of the leash and holding it between her fingertips, the studs held a sparkle as the lights hit them, she turned and stepped back to Damien, looking to him with a glimmer in her blue hues, offering him the black leather leash as she took her place to his left, the closest side to his heart, and knelt down as he directed to her and she turned her head to finish watching the demonstration, as anyone could tell the female pet was ready to release for the crowd.

She turned her head, raised her eyes as her head leaned back looking to Damien and smiled, “Master, this one is ready to serve you.”

 

[TirithIre]

It became almost a dance... almost surreal, the way that the woman's back arched, her pink hued butt not to mention her back seemed to shiver and shake with a sense of a pained pleasure. No matter the whip, how soft, there was always a shock, a mental association to pain with being whipped that turned many away from that side. It was mostly why these demonstrations were created, with people whom knew how to treat the situation with respect, and not with an abuse of power.

She was right of course, it could be abused SO easily, yet even as he looked to her, she could see his hand move, sliding over her hand before he took the leash from her, and with a nod, he turned his head back to the display as things were obviously heating up! The strikes were coming faster and faster, only the sound of the woman's cries, not to mention the sexual tension within the air seemed to hang and linger as the man behind her weilded the tool with a sense of purpose and stride.

With where Lilly was sitting beside Damian, she had a perfect view of the way the woman's breasts, barely encased within the lace top that she was wearing would jiggle with each stroke, the way her entire being would shudder in delight! The circle of those enraptured had only grown, and even as the man struck her directly between the buttocks, his firm voice struck the air just as sharply as his whip strikes had struck her body.

" Cum!."

The woman seemed to have no choice... Lilly being privaleged with being by her head could see the woman's head lower for a moment, as a shaking began within her body as the whips strikes didn't stop... though her head snapped up, blue eyes locking onto Lilly's as her entire being seemed to pour out of those orbs, she of course not gagged so the whining of a coming orgasm was heard clearly and easily... it turning into a keening moan before it only accelerated into a scream of pleasure as the woman came!

Damian looked down to his pet... silently questioning what he would do with her this night... before he gave a gentle tug to the leash as the slave collapsed upon the stage, a roaring cheer and clapping arising as he pulled her up to her feet, and taking her towards the back, he looked to her calmly.

" Limits, what are yours pet." He cooly asked as he signed the book for one of the play rooms on the second level, not being asked any questions, instead he was simply given a key and they proceeded forwards... into a stairway that curled around, the red carpeting proceeding and the bronzed handle way only giving even a staircase a sense of power, eroitsm, and elegance. It was the beginning of something completly new, and hopefully exciting!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly’s eyes moved over the woman’s body, watching how her back arched, the way her semi reddened cheeks peeked from the attire she was wearing, her breasts pushed out from over the top of her lace corset, with each lash they would jiggle a bit, swaying slightly back and forth as her head lifted and dropped, the loose lace was about to release both of her rounded globes soon to expose bother her hardened nipples.

The master doing the demonstration kept a steady motion with the whip, he didn’t abuse her, for he was careful to not break open the skin, but yet leave the red marks like his own personal marking of the slave girl. He quickened the pace, her cries were not of pain, and you could see the pleasure in her face, the way her eyes glazed over like a woman in total sexual bliss.

The leash tugged his hand as Lilly squirmed while kneeling aside him, her eyes were locked upon the woman on all fours before them, and the woman turned her head and looked to Lilly, licking her lips as she gasped a breath releasing a cry as the leather was felt between her creamy firm ass cheeks. Lilly clenched her teeth, trying to back off her own climax, Lilly knew as long as they were as close as they were it would be real hard to do. Lilly’s breasts began to rise and fall faster; if Damien were to watch both females he would see they were in synch with their breaths.

To Lilly the woman was cute, and the scent from her was most definitely arousing, Lilly watched as her erect nipple came into view as they slipped from the lace top, she ran her eyes over her and bit down on her bottom lip as she seen the trickling juices between her thighs. Lilly watched as the females head turned from her and lifted, leaning it back as she moaned out loudly and bucked a few times, and just as the master yelled ‘cum’ the female whimpered and bucked again. Everyone could tell she was in the midst of a very, very pleasurable and strong orgasm.

Her head dropped quickly as she came, Lilly couldn’t take her eyes of her body as it trembled and shook. He never left up on the whip; it only seemed to add to her orgasm as she screamed out in pleasure. Lilly couldn’t help it, her hips rolled about as she knelt aside of Damien’s left leg, Lilly rolled her eyes back and quickly tried to think of anything that would prevent her from releasing an orgasm.

Lilly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her mind thought back to a painful thought stopping her climax. She looked ahead and the slave was lying down upon the stage, her breathing was irregular and hard, her breasts from what she could see were rising up and falling hard, Lilly watched as the female regained her composure and then looked to the crowd around them listening to the calls, clapping, hollering of the pleased aroused crowd.

The collar tugged about her neck as she looked up to Damien, as he asked about her limits. Lilly stood up and gave him the small list, “Master, this ones limits are scat, extreme pain, blood play, mutilation, and the drinking of piss or having it in her face.” For that’s all Lilly could think of at the moment, there might be a couple more and she’ll tell them if she thinks about them or they enter an area that deals with them.

Lilly moved with Damien, staying at his side yet one step back, she stood still, poised as he signed the book, received a key and then led her up a spiral staircase, everything was elegant, whom ever designed the club has exquisite taste. Lilly breathed slowly, relaxing herself as her nerves tried to get the best of her, she was now placing herself in the hands of a man she hardly even knew, something she told herself over and over that she’d never do, but her gut told her different, and she knew there was a 50/50 with him and took the chance, she needed to feed her hunger.

 

[TirithIre]

There was always a chance that this could turn out badly. There was always a chance, that things were not as they appeared with Damian... but truth be told... at that moment, it mattered not to both of them! He had stood with her as the woman had came... his peripheral vision picking up the synchronization of their breathing... the way that the two women had connected had truly become something of a more symbolic gesture, as though each were imagening the other's position, the others perspective.

Yet still he lead her to the registry, signing out one of the normal play rooms, he nodded to her listing of her hard limits though he smirked. " Those are good hard limits, what about your soft limits pet. All slaves have hard limits, the limits that they set that cannot be crossed, and soft limits, the limits they would normally consider their lines, but that they either do not have the experience, or the knowledge to properly have decided whether they are passable, or they should be added to the hard limit list."

He remarked as he took the keycard and leading her down the stairs they found themselves in a hallway, there only eight doors on this entire floor... he leading her down the hallway as he finally turned and sliding the key into the seventh door, it slid open smoothly, he looking to her as he walked in and pulled her after him, she able to hear the door close as he turned on her and pushing her back until her back was resting against the smoothly carved wooden door, he looked into her eyes.

" You enjoyed that demonstration, I could tell you were having difficulty not orgasming right on the spot without permission, didn't you." He purred as she could feel his one hand holding her collar, and effectivly, herself in place while the other moved over the front of her corset, until she felt two fingers pressing against her core through her underwear... he looking directly into her eyes, and she could tell that despite the stimulation which was more then likely oh so distracting, he was fully expecting an answer from her!

It seemed that the night had already begun... her limits out of the way, the door closed and automatically locked... she had already given herself to him, and from the dungeon look to the suite sized room... she could tell that there were many impliments of both pain and pleasure, not to mention tantilization within the realm of these walls!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Lilly listened as she spoke about her hard limits, those limits that she would defiantly not cross, but as far as soft limits, she gave herself a few minutes to lull that over, “Dami…” she stopped before she could finish his name, and called him by his proper title, “Master, when it comes to soft limits, there is no list for now, with each Master it changes depending on how they treat you.” She had a serious expression upon her face, “Its like anal sex, most dislike it due to the fact their first time usually isn’t good and they never try it again, I feel you need to with one you trust and feel comfortable about as it could turn out to be very pleasurable, make sense?”

“Things in my past I’ve done or had done to me is now irrelevant where ‘soft limits’ are in play, I said I’d give you every bit of inner being, and with that I’ll try things that didn’t appeal to me with other, with you to see if there is a difference.” She was trying to explain and hoped she did enough where he could see that she was willing to trust him, she needed to even if for one night.

He seemed to be okay with her explanation for now, she watched as he turned and started down the steps, Lilly was right behind him as the leash kept her close, letting him guide her down the staircase, as she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, she could be making the biggest mistake of her life she thought, then again, she could be making the best most pleasurable one as well, in her mind she played devil’s advocate with herself.

She watched as she stopped, standing behind him one step, hearing the click as he unlocked the door, and entered leading his new one night stand sub with. He looked to her as the door slid across, Lilly swallowed hard, her breasts heaved within the tight corset as she felt him pull her along like a new puppy on a leash, the door closed behind her and that’s when a small amount of fear set in, she was now trapped within a room with a strange male, this was her decision and whatever came of it was her own fault, action…reaction.

He looked to her and backed her against the finely carved wooden door; her breathing changed kicking up a notch faster as she felt the cool wood against her bare flesh where the corset didn’t cover. “You enjoyed that demonstration; I could tell you were having difficulty not orgasming right on the spot without permission, didn't you." He asked her as she felt his hand upon her collar holding her by it, keeping her exactly where he wanted her, as their eyes meet; she searched his eyes back and forth, not knowing what to do at this point other than answer him. She parted her lips and as she was going to answer she felt his two fingers move along her corset and down between her legs, feeling them pressing against her underwear as she bit her bottom lip and gasped a breath releasing it with a soft moan.

Lilly knew you always answered your Master, her eyes locked to his and she spoke trying to not think of his fingers between her thighs causing her to get wetter and wetter, to breath harder, so want to thrust her crotch against them and grind till she came, “Yes Master this was fully enjoyed it once Master explained to her the flip side, the side of pleasure and made she watch it in a different perspective. Yes Master this one wanted to cum with her so badly, it’s been far too long.” Lilly said softly, yet loud enough for him to hear her perfectly.

She glanced about taking her eyes from his for a minute, seeing what was about, Lilly knew tonight he was going to test her in every way possible, and she was hoping she passed; she needed this to prove to herself what she already knew and desired.

 

[TirithIre]

“Yes Master this was fully enjoyed it once Master explained to her the flip side, the side of pleasure and made she watch it in a different perspective. Yes Master this one wanted to cum with her so badly, it’s been far too long.”

He listened to her, just as he had the past times that he had spoken to her, not taking away her ability to speak just yet, though even as she felt his eyes upon her quivering, slightly squirming and definatly heaving body, he slid his eyes down her body, before she could feel his thumb press against her clit through her latex underwear, he looking to her directly with a coy, almost knowing smile.

" I can tell... you are already and still on the precipice, seeing just how not all pain is pleasure, and how not all what you perceive as pain, is what it is. As you said about anal sex... with some, they take, giving nothing, while others make it into one of the most taboo yet pleasurable tasks I have ever witnessed. You are mine for tonight, and tonight, you shall learn what you have missed."

He growled to her, his voice was steady, other then a line of desire within it that really wasn't supposed to be hidden anyway. Even as he felt her body trembling though, his hand did not release it's hold on her collar, his thumb pressing and rubbing her through the barrier of her clothing though he let out a shuddering sigh of delight, truly, he seemed to not take for granted that she was here. He did not take for granted that she chose her path, and not only that, but that she wanted to be here, she wanted to be under his control. He did not turn that power, he did not throw her down and beat her like a dog, he treated her more like a bound princess, royalty without a crown, his precious thing, without belittling or berating.

" Do it, grind yourself on my thumb until you cum. You have no choice anymore, since it is an order, but you have three minutes to do so, or you will not be permitted an orgasm for an hour." He purred to her easily, and even as he felt her body tremble, he could also feel how she jerked beneath his touch, he could tell... she would enjoy her task, though it WAS a task. He did not 'make it easy on her', the clothing barrier would make his task for her more difficult... yet at the same time, it was not impossible, not with her already aroused flesh, not to mention her desire to serve... her will, to ultimatly, obey.

The walls were well defined, it a luxurious room... as she looked around, she could see the layout was based around the center of the room, the red carpet dominating the floor, she finding it luxurious to stand upon with her feet, though he looked to her with commanding eyes, it was hard to see much, since he was taller then her. She could make out the bed though, a massive bed, the frame made of pure mahogany and the craftsmenship looking oh so exquisite... on two of the walls hung tapestries depicting rather erotic moments, and even as he looked to her, his thumb circled the hard nub of her clit, though encased within the boiling hot confines of her latex panties, he grinned in delight as he saw the flush to her face as she caught sight of the third wall.

Upon it hung paddles, whips, floggers, and even a black riding crop. There were other impliments, pain, pleasure... the dark motif of the room seemed to call out to the deepest and darkest recesses of one's mind, not to mention desires... while there were others still that spoke of undeniable pleasure, such as the chest of drawers which the top drawer was already open, displaying all manner of dildo and dong, vibrating toy that could be used to make the flesh scream in delight. It was a test of her obediance of course, but even more... it was a 'test' of her own mind in retraining her thinking, from that of a beaten sub, to a willing and pleasured pet! He would do it though... there was no doubt in his mind, he would train her, and even if this ended with tonight, he would see to it that it was the most intensly pleasurable experience of her life!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Damien locked eyes with her, holding her there before him, his hand never letting up on the collar as he moved his fingers teasingly along the front of the latex underwear, Lilly trembled, under his hold, her body quivered as she saw the coy smile upon his face, still not sure she made a mistake or not at this point, His breaths were hot and slightly quick, she could feel them upon her face every time he exhaled.

Lilly listened to him speak, listening how he claimed her for the night since she so willingly gave herself to him, she had no idea what he meant by, ’learn what you have missed’ meant but she knew she was going to find out exactly as the evening progressed. Her eyes left his as she looked for a way to escape the room, and didn’t find a way; she was stuck there with him until he saw fit to free her.

His thumb pressed against her clit through the latex, as she groaned out, she heard him growl which brought her attention back to him, as she gasped a breath feeling the wetness between her thighs, feeling it seep out from the latex crotch of her black and pink bottom half. Her body shook , she looked back within his eyes, a soothing feeling went through her body as he teased her clit, exciting her more and more, Lilly was enjoying the pleasure he was giving her, the fear she felt added to it, heightening her senses, she groaned again as he rubbed against the latex causing her to squirm.

Lilly heard him release a soft sound of pleasure as he continued to rub the latex against her clit, she relaxed more and more letting the pleasure be accepted, no longer wanting to fight it, she whimpered as he rubbed harder, she bit her bottom lip letting her eyes roll back, taking in a breath nice and slow this time and exhaling just the same way trying to stop her body from wanting to release, her mind drifted as she looked to him, trying to think of other things to gain control of herself.

Lilly looked directly to him, and she raised a brow and began to struggle under the grasp of the collar, she heard him demand she grind his thumb, her hips slopped and she refused to do so, not bothering her is she didn’t cum for an hour. Lilly fought back that crave to cum, she wasn’t ready to give so willingly, she didn’t want him to think of her as a doormat, so she fought by struggling to release his hand from her collar, nothing said she just squirmed in every way possible.

 

[TirithIre]

His eyes watched the way that her body fought with her to release... it was as though truly she had something to prove to herself, rather then to him... that she wanted to prove she was 'stronger' then simply a slut, simply craving an orgasm as a heroin addict craved drugs. He also could tell though that the struggling was not ill meaning, that she did not mean it in a truly disobediant way.

Yet the fact remained that she had disobeyed an order, she not having listened to her master, they both knew what would have to come next, a punishment. There were more tools within the room then could be used withing a single night if they were meant to give confidence and a true amount of justice to their soothing and pleasurable, or even painful use.

He did not release her collar, insted he tightened his hold upon it as he dragged her away from the wall, she feeling his power surge for that moment, tensing his muscles and pulling her into his state.. he growled in response as she continued to fight, though he moved and grabbing one wrist, his hand had left her pussy, if that was truly what she had been seeking. He took a wrist and lifting it above her head, she heard a click and before she could realize that he had clipped her wrist cuff to a hanging chain, his hand caught her other, though that, he simply held.

" Why do you fight, why do you disobey your master when he tells you something. I have told you to cum, and yet you refuse, you seek to test me, when I seek to give you nothing but direction, not to mention pleasure." He asked calmly, though even as he said it, she felt him moving her hand behind her back, before he reached out, a length of rope taken and looped through her wrist cuff, he slid the other end through the back of her collar, before she felt him pull it tight, almost too tight but he seemed to truly know what he was doing as he tied it off, truly it was what would have to be considered just right.

He walked around her slowly, taking measure, taking stock of her as though he was weighing what to do to her, her hands helpless, she still had her feet to kick at him if she chose to truly act out, but in his own regard, he doubted she would do that, although he could be wrong.