The Cruise (closed for Last_Rider and I)

Matt was no longer surprised that Yvonne found new and powerful ways to climax, the woman amazed him virtually every time he brought her over the edge of pleasure. The thought of how hard she'd cum after some serious teasing brought a smile to him. He licked gently as she started coming down from the high, just caressing her sex with his tongue.

Normally he might have scolded her for making demands, but he also recognized the nature of what she said. She wasn't really making a demand, she was asking for something, just not in that necessarily in the same way. He would have to work a little on that, but not now. Now she had done admirably and deserved a reward.

"Of course Yvonne."

He climbed onto his knees and leaned over, his lips pressing against hers. His tongue snaked into her mouth, letting her taste herself on his lips, breath, and tongue as they kissed. Matt drew it out, loving the feel of her kissing him. Eventually it broke, and he caressed her face.

"Now, I'm going to torture your tits. Remember your safe and slow words Yvonne, I will respect them. I ask that you not use your safe word until you really can't take anymore. I'm going to give you a taste of many different things, and when you're being pushed, I want you to try and experience everything. If you can't take anymore, use it and the scene stops immediately. I'd advise you to use your slow word liberally. When you use that I will slow down, give you time to assimilate what you're feeling, and let you adjust."

His hands were gently guiding Yvonne into a sitting position, keeping his touch on her skin constant, letting her feel his presence, his joy at her simply being.

"So I know you know, what are your safe and slow words Yvonne."

His eyes stayed on hers, gentle and understanding as he guided her arms behind her back but didn't bind them just yet.
 
Yvonne was a mixture of excited and scared. Not very scared, as she trusted Matt completely and she knew he would not really hurt her, but she was scared of the unknown, or perhaps apprehensive was a more suitable word.

She sat up now, as he had positioned her, and held her hands behind her back in the way that he had arranged them. Her heart was beating so hard, that she was sure he could hear it!!! She could feel it, and hear it in her ears, and her clit thumped rythmically.

She took several deep breaths, to steady her nerves, and then looked at Matt.

"Red" is my safe word, and thats a stop! I dont recall you giving me a slow word, but I would guess that "amber" would be appropriate, so, seeing as I can recall it easily enough, can we use that?" She smiled at him, eager to get started, and yet anxious at the same time.
 
"Amber works as a slow word, just remember it, and don't be afraid to use it."

Matt arranged her arms behind her back so they were parallel to each other, her hands resting near the opposite elbow, like she had both arms through the same sleeve. His lips found her neck very gently.

"I'll ask how you're doing from time to time, if you're doing ok 'Green' will be your all clear word. Use it only to respond to a direct query this time."

He left her there with a quiet admonition to be still as he got his tools from his bag. He took a length of soft nylon rope and bound her arms in their position, carefully wrapping and binding them.

"You should be restrained, but there shouldn't be any circulation issues. Try not to push too hard against the ropes, they're big enough to avoid biting too hard into your skin, but too much pressure and it will leave marks."

His laying out of his tools was meticulous, he wanted everything easy to get to and clearly visible. Yvonne wouldn't know what everything was for, and soon enough she wouldn't be looking much at the tools.

"Focus on your breathing, nice deep breaths as you experience this. I'm not much of a sadist as a general rule, so you shouldn't worry about too much pain, but also I'm going to be enjoying this."

As an added precaution he moved her to the foot of the bed and bound her ankles open and to the feet of the bed. He kissed her again, moving her hair behind her shoulders, giving him unrestricted access to her tits.

"I know your heart is pounding, you're excited, anxious, that's all very natural. All you have to do is feel and respond to my questions. Not so hard, is it."

There were several ways to do this from here, Matt elected a more standard version. He took another rope and bound her breasts. First a figure eight motion, the cross going between her breasts, then a few loops around them both, and finished it with a knot that would come apart easily when he undid it, but would hold against possible struggling.
 
Yvonnes pulse raced as she eyed the ropes, and Matt began to expertly work them around her.

He arranged the ropes in a figure of eight circling each breast. Soon her breasts seemed to swell a little and become tender, more sensitive. Yvonne glanced down thinking that they looked beautiful held apart and aloft, supported by her "rope bra".

She watche Matt's concentration as he worked, and felt a sense of pride swell in her that he was hers, at least for the duration of the cruise. That was a worrying thought, would he want to leave when it ended?? She had been pretty insistant to begin with, and now it might be difficult to change her mind.

Returning her attention to what Matt was doing to her now, she felt his fingers gently caressing her highly sensitised breasts, and she smiled reassuringly at him, she was enjoying it so far. He turned and began to search his bag.
 
She looked good so far, Matt was surprised at the swell of her impressive bust. His touch was gentle at first, slowly going rougher as he caressed her tits, finally satisfied she was well aware of her distended chest.

He could take many things right now, but this was her first time, and he didn't want to move too far too fast. Instead of many of the things he could have grabbed, he started with a pair of nipple clamps with a silver chain connecting them.

Without a word he manipulated her nipples until they were fully hard under his touch, then the clamps bit into the tender flesh. He waited as she adjusted to the sensation, he tugged on the chain, making sure the clamps were secure.

Then he took a small plastic box out of his bag, the box was filled with wooden clothespegs.
 
Yvonne inhaled deeply as she watched Matt prepare her nipples for the clamps. Mentally she phsyched herself up for the rush of pain to come. She watched, with an almsot morbid facination, as he pressed back on the clamps, opening the aligator clips, with rubberised mouths to protect her flesh. They looked viscious as they neared her distened nipples. Almost in slow motion, she watched as he positioned the clamp, and then slowly released it, sending a rush of pain through her entire tit, and as it subsided, she felt a corressponding pull deep inside her cunt. She gasped, and then concentrated on deep breathing. He clamped the other, and in someways it was worse,as she knew what was coming!

A chain connected the two, and Matt gave a few little tugs on it, sending sensation rushing through her and she moaned!! If Yvonne had anticipated that Matt would now stop, she was wrong! Instead he dipped into his nasty little bag of tricks, and withdrew an innocent looking box.

Yvonne wated avidly, as he removed the lid, and extraced a clothes peg!!! Where was that going????!! She wondered in panic, looking at her distended tits, which were beginning to discolour a little. She thought about her safe and slow words, and wondered if now was a good time to use them, but she mustered her courage, and decided to allow it to play out a little mroe first - she had not yet reached the limits of her endurance!
 
Matt saw the look in her eyes and waited, if she decided to slow or safe word, he would respect that. Mostly he didn't want her to make a rash decision, so he waited as the adrenaline slowed and her mind cleared a little. He reached up, caressing her face softly.

"Nice deep breaths Yvonne, it helps. I'm going to use these to decorate your breasts. When you need a moment to catch your breath just slow word. You're doing very well so far."

Now that she was back under control, he tugged the chain again to hear a little gasp from her. Then slowly the pegs started going on her impressive bust. He started near the rope, the wooden pegs biting into the distended flesh. Down to the underside of her breast, across and up the other one, then over the top by the rope. He paused once that point was reached, a line o pegs circling her breasts just like the rope.

Instead of adding more pegs, he tugged the chain on her nipples again, then brushed his palms over the top of the pegs, swaying them an tugging the flesh they had pinched.

"How are you doing Yvonne?"
 
"How are you doing Yvonne?"

She was barely able to answer. She was in quite intense pain, not severe, but intense. She was able to manage it by deep breathing, and now it had mutated to a sort of dark pleasure, with the intense pain subsiding.

She gasped over and over as Matt flicked the pegs, and tugged on the chains, and she was amazed when she looked at her breasts, that they were hers. She took more deep breaths, as Matt attached another four pegs onto each breast, making each one look almsot like a hedgehog.

Gasping and breathing, she was just managing, so she thought now was the time to use her slow word "oh fuck! Amber! Amber!" she moaned, as she gased and waited for ehr endorphins to come rushing in.
 
Matt was very impressed, she'd waited a long time to use her slow word, now her breasts had a ring by the rope, and each one had four more around the aerola's of her nipples. As soon as she spoke the words he set the pegs down and started rubbing her neck and shoulders. It was nice to feel close to her like this, to know just touch her as she took deep breaths.

"You're doing so good Yvonne, so very good. Many people would have stopped a long time ago, you took as much as you could before you needed a break. I'm so proud of you."

He kept rubbing her neck and back, whispering more of how proud he was. He let her adjust to the sensations, keeping an eye on the clock. You could only leave clamps and pegs on for so long and he was keeping track of how long they'd been on.

"Alright Yvonne, I'm going to start again. I'll tell you now I'm only placing a few more pegs before I start taking them off, and that hurts more coming off than going on."

With that he added one more ring to each breast, the pegs going between the already existing ones. Around her nipples and the larger one around the perimeter of her bust. He waited, letting her breathe again and brushed the pegs again, setting the whole collection of pegs swaying.

"Ready for them to come off now?"
 
Yvonne was at the absolute limits of her endurance, and had Matt now praised her so highly and told her that he was preparing to take them off, she might have used her safe word.

She was inhaling and exhaling slowly, trying to breath through her pain, but her tits were now the focus of her entire body, and she found the pain to be excrutiating. The sensual part had been subsumed by the pain part, and she was dying for it to be over. She was also very pleased with herself, that she had managed to endure this much for him.

She nodded for him to begin the removal process, and he took off the first one or two slowly, rubbing her flesh as he did so, and Yvonne burst into tears, not soley due to pain, but also the intensity of this experience.

She cried out when he removed the next series of pegs, like a zippper, then he paused and rubbed her, until she calmed, and continued this until there was just the clamps and the rope binding her, and somehow she knew that the removal of both those items would be even more intense.
 
Matt patiently removed the pegs, going quickly to ease the whole situation. He knew Yvonne was at the limit, so he did everything he could to make this easier for her. She had done so very well, he made sure to praise her as often as he could.

"Alright Yvonne, almost done."

His fingers rubbed the little marks on her breasts from the pegs, then her shoulders as he gave her a bit to recover. He kissed her tears when they started flowing. She was experiencing things she hadn't even imagined, the tears weren't unexpected.

"Ok, deep breath in."

With that he undid the clamps on her nipples. He rubbed the buds as she gasped and shuddered with the returning circulation. Her breasts were a dark color now, but he waited to undo the rope until she was focused and her eyes were clear again.

"Once again, this will be intense Yvonne, but it wont last forever, let yourself feel it all, feel it flow through your body. If your mind wants to leave your body, that's ok. You'll know what I mean if it happens."

The knot came undone with a simple tug, but the rope had to be unwound from her body. He did the first quickly, then slowed as he got to the figure eight design. His eyes met with hers and he suddenly kissed her as the last bit of rope left her body and the circulation returned to her breasts, and the pain with it.
 
Pain consumed her, and she thought she might pass out. Matt rubbed her shoulders, arms and breasts, rubbing lightly, helping the circulation. She did as he said and deep breathed, and yet it was still so intense. She cried out, and swore colourfully, gasping as finally it subsided.

She was sobbing, and yet she had not totally hated the entire experience. She fell into Matt's arms and he kissed her, and she in turn clug t him.
 
Matt held Yvonne tightly as she swore and shivered. He rubbed her back and shoulders as she clutched at him. He smiled softly to himself as she dealt with the returning circulation, he was so grateful she was with him, that he could be here with her.

"So good, you did so very good Yvonne. I am proud of you."

His lips covered her neck and face before capturing hers in a deep kiss.

"Stay put now, I have to untie the rest of you."

Her ankles went first, and he noted a slight sheen to her sex, the earlier stuff had probably made her aroused. He filed it away as he undid the rope on her arms. The equipment went back into his bag and he eased her down onto the bed on her back, laying beside her.

"Sleep now little one, you've done a lot today. And all of it so very well, we'll talk in the morning."

Matt snuggled against her under the blankets, he took her large breasts in his hands and very gently massaged them as they cuddled.

"I am so proud of you, you did so very well."

He pressed a kiss behind her ear and closed his eyes, relaxing with her comforting heat against his chest.
 
Yvonne blushed, pleased at his praise, and totally taking it to heart.

She kissed Matt deeply, and cuddled right up into him, her pain now totally subsided, and a pleasant little throb left behind.

She felt suddenlly tired, and thought Matt's advice was good, and she felt her eyes grow heavier and heavier, and her breathing slowed, and she fell asleep, snuggled into his warmth, feeling safe and loved.
 
Matt woke before Yvonne the next day. He didn't really want to move, she was snuggled against his chest and totally relaxed. It was a crime that he had to disturb her in her peaceful rest. But, it had to be done. Before he tried to wake her he withdrew and gently rolled her onto her back.

Her tits looked normal again, and he gently trailed his fingers over them, inspecting for possible damage. Finding none, he leaned over and deeply kissed Yvonne.

"Yvonne, wakey wakey."

He locked eyes with hers as she woke, making sure his were the first thing she saw.
 
Yvonne woke to Matt's sensual and deeply passionate kiss!

"Wakey Wakey!!"

She smiled at him, the very first thing she saw when she opened her eyes.

She pulled Matt to her, and kissed him deeply, running her fingers through his hair, and knotting her fingers in it, and pulling him into her kiss.

"Good morning Lover! Please make love to me?"
 
Matt paused, pretending to think.

"Of course. We can talk after I've but my morning arousal to good use."

In time with his words he pressed the head of his cock to her clit as it hid behind it's hood. His mouth dipped to hers again, he eased her legs apart and moved between them. The only hint of dominance so far was that he gripped her wrists and moved them above her head as he kissed her.

The head of his cock probed her entrance, but he didn't more in, just poking at it, teasing her to push her hips up and take him into her.
 
Yvonne gasped as Matt took her wrists, and pressed them to the bed behind her head.

She smiled at him and kissed him. The head of his cock teased her, probing at her enterance, but going no further, not entering her, just toying with her.

Yvonne raised her hips, wrigging against him, trying desperately to embed him within her. It was hard work, as she was lifting his body weight with her own, and she was soon panting with exertion.

What was he waiting for, she wondered, as desperation grew.

"Please Matt, Please master, fuck me now! I need it soooooooo bad!!"
 
Matt smiled as she started exerting herself, planting small kisses along her face until she begged him to take her. He gave a few more teasing probes, then gripped her hips and thrust his erection into her depths.

"Is that what you need pet?"

He grinned, then started thrusting smoothly into her depths. With a touch he told her to stay on her back as he sat up, reaching down to toy with her breasts as they fucked. He was gentle with her tits after last night, tweaking her nipples and feeling her cunt respond around his cock.
 
Yvonne cried out in gratitude and relief when Matt finally ceased his teasing and took her, filling her to the hilt with just one thrust.

He knelt up, and held her thighs over his hips, as he altered the angle of her pelvis, and began to pump her in earnest.

His hands on her tender tits felt amazing, and she noted how careful he was being, ensuring that he didn't hurt her!

She groaned, and arched her back as she felt her first orgasm of the day approach rapidly. Recalling just in the nick of time, she panted, and begged "Please master, may I cum?"
 
Matt smiled, she was slipping easily into her role. She was even remembering to ask. It would take no time at all to have her properly trained. He pretended to think about it, slowing his touches and thrusts, making her wait, but also making it easy on her.

"Yes Yvonne, cum on my cock, cum for your Master."

His tone made it clear he wanted her pleasure, he left one of her tits and reached down, thumbing her clit as she started her first orgasm of many this day.
 
"Yes Yvonne, cum on my cock, cum for your Master."

Matt's soft words sent Yvonne off like a firework, and she screamed his name as she came!! His continued stimulation sent her in to wave after wave of thunderous orgasms, each only slightly less intense than the last, and she revelled in it, enjoying to the max this incredible gift he had given her!!

What a wonderful way to start the day!! She could get used to this!!
 
Matt held back his orgasm as long as he dared as Yvonne came and came and came. God, she was incredible! He leaned over and kissed her deeply as he arched into her and finally released his seed into her. Her walls gripped and rippled, milking his orgasm for all it was worth.

Eventually the couple came down from their high and lay together, cuddling in the shared afterglow of their passions. His lips found her neck and nibbled softly on the skin there. He gripped her breasts just a little tighter with a devilish smile.

"Mmmm, lovely way to start the day, isn't it? Now we must shower and talk about last night before we go to dinner."

He sat her most of the way up and unlaced the collar from her neck and set it on the bed for safe keeping while they headed towards the shower.
 
The hot water cascaded down over Yvonne and Matt, as they embraced one another in the shower. Life was good, and Yvonne was surprised when she heard herself humming a tune.

she looked up at Matt, and smiled, kissing his chest, and then she washed him, head to toe, and then turned her back to him, and relaxed as he washed her hair, massaging her her scalp.

Finally, they were both clean, and they stepped out and dried each other with care, and then Yvonne applied moisturizer to her skin, asking Matt to do her back.
 
Matt chuckled softly at Yvonne's humming, returning the happy nuzzle. He took his time washing her hair and her body, enjoying touching her skin, tracing the curves of her body. She was so responsive, her skin was so soft. He could almost lose himself just touching her.

As they dried and dressed in robes, Mat stole frequent kisses and touches, enjoying the light teasing. Once they were seated again on the bed, he put the collar back around her neck and sat looking her in the eyes.

"So, tell me about last night. What did you think of having your breasts tortured?"
 
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