Another Lesson for Carol

She felt relief as she pulled on the shackles to lighten her body weight from the pinch point between her legs. He slid the straps on her thighs toward her knees. This lifted her feet farther off the floor and spread her legs. Her arms were now carrying some of her body weight. Her legs were now in a sitting position in the two slings. He produced a large metal collar from somewhere and locked it tightly around her neck with a resounding clicking sound. Chains on both sides held her head and neck firmly in place.

As the final touch, he placed a full harness around her head to hold a ball gag tightly in her mouth. He cinched the straps tightly, pulling her chin hard against the rubber ball in her mouth. She made a muffled gasp at the pressure it placed on her jaw. The net result was not completely uncomfortable, just very confining. She felt very vulnerable in this position with her wet pussy so exposed and accessible. .

He raised her just a bit more so her pussy was at his waist level. Taking a moment to rub his fingers through her wet slit, he left again to go upstairs, leaving her hanging. She was left facing away from the windows wondering what' was coming next. She could feel the thumps of his footsteps as he ran up the stairs just over where she hung. She discovered that she could swing in the harness if she moved her legs as on a swing.

She could hear and feel his footsteps as he came down the stairs. He came to her with a gym bag that hid its contents. He set the bag down and showed her the strip of black satin cloth. He proceeded to wrap it over her eyes and around her head before tying it tightly in the back. He carefully threaded the cloth between the harnesses that immobilized her.

"Are you ready to play?" he asked rhetorically.

She couldn't even nod or shake her head. "Sadistic jerk, she thought to herself."

He dug into his bag of props and pulled out a feather duster. He started with her breasts. Dragging it as lightly as possible across her breasts he tickled her. She quivered from the tickling. He continued to brush her breasts randomly. He circles each nipple in turn, driving her to scream something into the gag. Goose bumps appeared all over her skin.

He worked his way down to her stomach, circling around her navel and teasing the top of her pussy. He moved to her inner thighs and ran the feathers up each leg, lingering near her crotch. She could barely control the tremors in her body as he tickled her. He stopped abruptly but her goose bumps remained. She felt the need to scratch or touch her ultra-sensitized skin. She wiggled in the sling that held her.



She felt a stinging on her bottom along with the unmistakable crack of a whip. There must be many ends on the whip, judging by the broadness of its contact, she deduced. He continued to gently stroke the whip back and forth across her ass in a teasing fashion. The blows were not extreme, but stung nonetheless. He occasionally touched his hand across her stinging skin, inspecting for the right amount of redness.

"That ought to keep you stinging for a while," he said authoritatively. You need to learn to clean up a little faster my dear."

She could feel her entire body gently swinging in the harness from her flinching when he was punishing her. He took her hips and suddenly rotated her body and harness around to face him. She could not see anything but could hear his breathing. He stepped closer to her, standing between her outstretched legs. His right hand stroked her breast while he ran his left hand through her hair.

"Where to take this to now?" he asked aloud.

He reached down with his left hand to fondle her clitoris that was clearly aroused. He explored her slit as he ran two fingers inside her vagina. He wiped his wet fingers on her left cheek, just below the blindfold.

"I hope this is as exciting enough for you as for me my dear."

He continued to massage her wet mound. He cupped his hand over her wet pussy.

"I bought some new body jewelry for you. Allow me to put in on you since you're tied up at the moment."

He produces a set of golden nipple clamps with a delicate golden chain connecting them. He squeezed one nipple, but decided it needed to be firmer. Stepping over to the kitchen he pressed the ice dispenser lever on the freezer door, dropping a few ice cubes into his waiting hand. Returning to her, he began to circle her breasts, making increasingly smaller circles. He held the cubes against her nipples until they began to grow numb from the cold. She shivered from the cold that seemed to resonate through her body.

"Perfect!" he declared.

He picked up the chain and clips one end to each nipple. She winced at the sharp pain when he released each clamp onto her tender nipples. He tugged gently on the chain.

"Those look very nice on you. You should wear them more often. You look so hot that I just have to let you see too."

He lifted up the satin from her eyes and slid it onto her forehead. She glanced down with her eyes but didn't have enough range.

"I'm sorry dear. You can't quite see them can you? Here, I'll be right back."

He quickly ran into a powder room on the main level but there was no hand mirror. Looking toward the sink he noticed that the mirror was hung with a wire. He carefully took it down and brought it to her.

"I hope I can get the angle right," he said as he held the mirror in front of her. Kick your feet when you can see your tits, Carol."

He slowly tilted the mirror until she started to kick her legs upward.

"Okay, I hope you love the look. Here, let me tug on them for you. I can't keep them on all night unfortunately so enjoy them now."

After holding the morrow for a minute or so he set it against a wall. When he returned to her he pulled the blindfold back down over her eyes, making sure they were completely covered. His hands closed around her gorgeous breasts. He gently stroked them with his fingertips and fondled them, making her grow hotter with desire. He placed his mouth down on her neck and began to kiss and nuzzle her. His mustache tickled as he moved, making her quiver with excitement. He stepped back and pulled on the big chain, lifting her higher until her groin was up to his shoulders.

"I want you to spread your legs now, far enough that they don't touch my shoulders. If they touch me, you will need to be disciplined."

He stooped down, but she could not tell what he was doing. She strained to keep her legs lifted and spread, but it required a lot of effort. She didn't really know how far she needed to spread them, but she didn't want to take a chance. She flinched when she felt something on her clit, pressing inward. It felt like something metal or hard plastic, not human. She cringed as he inserted the glass ball into her vagina. Another followed as he used his fingers to insert the two ben wa balls into her vagina.

"Squeeze now for me, Carol. Make sure the balls don't fall out."

He slowly and gently continued probing her most tender spots. His fingers were probing deep within as well, manipulating the balls. The massaging motions make her juices flow. He works with hand deep within, making sounds as he presses and moves in her honey. His fingers withdrew and were suddenly replaced by the soft feel of his lips and tongue. He pressed against her genitalia, kissing and flicking his tongue over her clit and vagina. She was growing mad with desire. She knew that he would tantalize her. Right now she hoped that he would finally give in and take her upstairs to the bedroom.

He broadened the field of his kissing. He was now caressing the insides of her thighs up to the areas encased in the wide leather slings. His hands were on her legs, making long stroking motions up and down them. Her legs were tired from being held out for so long and gradually dropped, touching his shoulders. He pinched the inside of both thighs, making her straighten out her legs immediately. She realized that he was serious about the orders.

He stepped back again for a minute. The next thing she knew, he was wrapping a rope around her waist. He tied it there with a slipknot and pulls it down between her legs, forcing it into her slit. Turning her around again, he looped it under the rope at her tailbone and cinches it up tight. The taut rope pulled deeply into her pussy and ass. He looped it around her waist to the front again and turned her around once more. The rope was looped in front at her waist and down through her legs again. This time, he routed the rope on one side of her labia. The tension squeezed her vagina down on the rope within.

Making one more route with the rope, he tied it tightly on the other side of her labia. She could only stare blankly at the insides of her eyelids, feeling and enduring the tightness in her groin. She suddenly felt the harness being lowered again. She stretched her legs in a futile attempt to relieve the tension of the rope. As the sling slowly descended, he removed the blindfold from her eyes once again. The downward movement of the sling stopped when she was face to face with him. He smiled at her, but she could only reply with her eyes. She felt as if he was staring down to her very soul as he gazed into her eyes. He approached and she felt his hands against her sides. His fingers squeezed her tingling bosom as they stroked her gently.

He kissed her cheek, but the restraints did not allow any further response from her. His body heat had activated his cologne and the sweet scent made her long for his touch even more. The erotic stimulation without release had left her feeling helplessly under his control. He continued with the gentle affection now as his hands moved to titillate her back and arms. With long sweeping strokes, he let his fingertips glide from her sides, over her armpits and along her arms to the elbows.

The sensation tickles and sent a quick shudder through her entire body. He pressed his body ever closer to hers and continued the soft touching all over her body. Moving from her arms and sides, he made slow circles on the insides of her thighs. She wanted to scream to release some of the passion that he had stirred, but she could barely manage a muffled whimper.

He moves back just a bit to focus on her entire body. His hands worked in concert to stroke both sides together. She felt his hands gently running over them again. She felt a sudden hard tug at both nipples. Looking straight ahead, she noticed the gold chain in his mouth. He had used his teeth to pull the clamps as he stroked around the nipples with his fingers. She could feel the moisture slowly gathering on the rope that presses into her cunt.

She was more than ready for him to take her up to the bed but she could only guess why he was sadistically teasing her like this. She was growing both physically and emotionally drained from being in the sling. Looking beyond his silhouette against the window, she noticed the sun beginning to set across the lake. She estimated that it must be going on three to four hours strapped in the harness so far.

Then as if he read she mind, the fondling stopped. She could feel herself moving downward again. First her feet touched the floor, and then she felt the rug on her bare bottom. To her surprise, the rug fibers stung as they touched her sensitized skin. She grimaced as the pressure of the sling on her thighs is replaced by her body weight in her butt. Soon, she was resting on the floor with her arms and neck still held fast by the harness. He warned her that her ass might be a little sore for a while as if she didn't already know.

"No kidding," she thought to herself but she was glad to be back on solid ground.

It felt strange to be on a solid foundation without the swinging motion. He released her neck and she stretched while he loosened the straps around her wrists. She hadn't realized how much she was depending on the harness to hold her up. She fell into a heap as soon as her hands were freed. He loosened the straps from around her head and pulled the gag from her mouth. Her jaw was too tired to do anything but move up and down to restore the circulation. To her surprise, he did nothing with the rope tied tightly between her legs. She could feel the rope press even harder when she moved her legs.

He softly asked, " Do you think that you can stand up with a little help?"

She nodded, not quite sure herself how smooth it might go. He helped her to her feet. She felt the ropes tighten in her crotch.

"I'm taking you upstairs now," were his only words.

She felt excited but a bit wary at the same time. Standing presented no problem. Walking with the encumbrance of the rope was a bit trickier, especially on the stairs. She felt the presence of the rope with every step. The massaging motion was not altogether unpleasant. She slowly ascended the stairs with him holding her arm. She wasn't sure whether to say anything or remain silent. She decided to kiss him on the cheek as they reached the top of the stairs rather than say anything just yet. He smiled his approval and returned with a deep kiss to her mouth.

They stopped at the top of the stairs, pausing in passionate embrace. He guided her to the bedroom as they held one another. Once they were back in the bedroom, he helped her down on her back in the middle of the bed. She appreciated the softness of the bed but with the tightness of the ropes weighed on her mind. Her nipples tingled from their bondage as well. She was amazed that he was still at it. She watched his actions as he looped a rope over the beam that connected the two headboard posts. Taking one end in his hands he instructed her to raise her arms straight up and place her hands together.

He quickly wrapped the rope several times around her wrists and tied it through, cinching her hands together. As he pulled the other end of the rope, she felt her body being dragged toward the head of the bed then up and off the mattress from her hands down to her waist. He got off the bed to tie the rope off then headed toward her feet. With her lying in a semi-reclined position, he crawled onto the bed between her legs, spreading them to make room for his body. He examined the crotch ropes and probed her tender pussy. She was a bit surprised when he began to untie the ropes. The release of the tension gave her entire groin area relief. A light tingle swept over her with pleasure.

He spread her legs a little further and bent over her wet opening. She felt his tongue as it began to lick the moisture from her swollen lips. She relaxed as she allowed him to pleasure her tired body. Her state of arousal began to climb again rapidly. He pressed deeper with his tongue, using his fingers to spread her opening wider. She flinched when he began to nibble on her tender clit with his teeth. He held her between his teeth, tugging as he nibbled. She began to moan. Her moaning soon grew to screams of pleasure as he continued to work her slit. Her desire had become insatiable. She urged him to fuck her. She wanted him so badly right then. She wanted to feel him pound his throbbing cock deeply into her longing body. He finally stood and removed his robe. She could see that he was ready to take her too. He quickly mounted her as her arms felt the strain of the ropes with his added weight. He wrapped his arms around her upper body, holding her up to reduce the strain.

He plunged deeper and deeper with each thrust as the pace quickened. He too was growing loud with moans of passion. Their bodies moved together as one. She completely lost control. Her breathing quickened and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. She steadily moved to orgasm. He kept pounding her and the orgasm continued. Harder and harder she felt the level of pleasure continue to rise. Suddenly she felt the blast of his ejaculation inside her. She wished that the ropes were gone so she could hold him tight. He squeezed her all the harder. His mouth covered hers as he kissed wildly.

She returned the wet sloppy kisses. His hands embraced her head as he gazes into her eyes. She felt her entire body tremble. He slowed to enjoy the tender moment. He stretched out to untie the knot that was holding her off the mattress. Their bodies fell onto the bed. He remained on top of her, stroking her hair. She brought her arms; hands still tied together, over his head and down to rest on his back. She noticed that the sun was just dropping below the horizon as the room darkened. They lay quietly together, not uttering a word.