Bridgie

He spoke three syllables softly, Katie translated. "Better?"

"Yes," My words were surprisingly soft and breathy.

The rope was firm, but not overly tight as it was wrapped around and around my upper torso. It was wrapped first above then below my breasts. He threaded rope between my arm and side. I felt the heat of the rope build as it dragged through, the sensation stopping just shy of burning. There was a subtle floral sent that seemed to come from the rope. It mixed with the vanilla and musty smell of the space, and I felt flutters in my abdomen as I heard the fibers twisting and rubbing together.

I don't think I have ever been claustrophobic, but for a moment with wrists and arms bound firmly, I felt a flicker of anxiety try to take hold. I forced myself to relax further and breathed slowly.

It was strange to feel the rope slide across my skin. It was coarse, but much softer than I had anticipated as it slid up and over one shoulder. I began to lose track of how many times the rope had crisscrossed my body. I felt the tug of each knot.

Master Kobayashi then began to tie my ankles and calves. I felt him work a rope into the harness he had made around my upper torso. There was a gentle lift as he threaded it through one of the rings above my head and pulled. The rings made more chiming sounds as they touched one another.

The rope attached to my right ankle tightened and lifted as my ankle was drawn up against the back of my thigh. He bound me there around my thighs. Master Kobayashi's hand went to my back pushing me forward. My body tensed as I lost my balance and pitched forward. I heard the creak of the ropes and inhaled sharply, surprised to find myself taking flight. I felt weightless as my body rolled smoothly forward and to the side. It left me hanging in what felt like an upside-down position. I heard the slide of a rope above my head then felt my left leg lift.

It was then I began to feel a little spacy, then I was somewhere else. I felt fingers in my hair, I heard the click of the camera. Someone was talking, asking if I was alright. I heard myself respond 'yes', but it was like someone else was talking for me. I could feel the pull of the ropes each time I shifted, or my position was altered slightly. The discomfort was growing, but seemed distant.

I felt my bonds slipping away then I was free. As I came back to myself, I saw Gary sitting in the ominous looking chair, he was smiling and that's when I realized I was smiling. Something had just happened, and I couldn't explain it if I wanted to.

Now unbound the photographer took several more photos of me. Then they handed me a warm robe and I slipped it on. I felt Gary's hot lips on my cheek as he joined me. The photographer loaded the pictures onto a laptop then invited Gary and me to have a look. The photos were absolutely amazing. Whatever apprehension Gary and I had in the beginning was gone. I do have to say the pictures I saw looked nothing like how I had felt.

My body was horizontal. I had felt like I was upside down. My head was slightly below my hips. My left leg had been drawn up, high over my head, while my right leg, bound to itself pointed down at the ground. There was an array of rope woven into what looked like a spider web. With several of the photo angles it looked like I had been caught in it. My red and grey hair fell across my face completely obscuring it. As promised the photos were taken at angles that didn't show any of my intimate parts. The photos were classy and sensual. They had really made me look like an art piece. Then I saw the after photos. You could clearly see the marks left on my skin by the ropes. It was surreal. It was as if someone had engraved rope marks over my entire body. I opened the robe and was surprised to see the marks were still clearly visible. I let my fingers run along the marks marveling at the sensation.

As Gary and I finished approving the photos Master Kobayashi returned to the room, I hadn't even noticed he was gone. He was followed by Mistress Masuda. I had survived the Shibari scene, now it would be Mistress Masuda's turn. This was the part I had been waiting for.

Mistress Masuda walked over to the bamboo pole. Occasionally pointing to me she talked with Master Kobayashi for several minutes. Master Kobayashi kept nodding and then looking over to me motioned for me to join him.

I walked over and stood in front of the bamboo pole as he unlashed it from the two posts.

He pointed to my robe, and I took his meaning. I untied it and let it fall to the ground pooling at my feet. Again, the urge to cover myself as the cool dank air nipped at my skin was strong. I steeled myself and began moving forward. I felt him lay the bamboo pole across my shoulders. Rotating my hands, he had me hold it in place as he began binding me to the pole.

As he worked, I saw Mistress Masuda rotate the bondage chair, so it was facing me.

She pointed at Gary. "You no clothes."

"Yes, Mistress."

I couldn't help but smile at his willing obedience. Gary removed his clothes and sat in the chair. Mistress Masuda began to use the buckles and straps to restrain him. Gary's legs were spread wide then she strapped one foot then the other. Then she restrained his ankles, shins, and thighs. Then there was one around his abdomen and his chest. Finally, his wrists, forearms, and biceps. They ended with a strap around his head. He was completely immobilized. I watched Gary test the restraints, but they didn't budge. The scene was a welcome distraction from the discomfort of the ropes.

As Mistress Masuda was binding Gary to the chair she was talking to Katie.

Katie looked at Gary, "Mistress Masuda is going to milk you until you have no cum left. Before she does, she is going to edge you. You need to say the word 'edge' when you are ready to cum so she will stop. Once climax has been avoided then she will bring you to the edge again. You are not to cum until she says you can."

Mistress Masuda cut in now. "You say edge, you no cum, you cum you be punished. You no want pain, you no cum."

I could see Gary was fighting a smile.

Mistress Masuda now commanded the two geishas to run their hands over his body. I watched as they caressed every inch of him with little feathers. I watched Gary's penis rise and fall over and over without anyone ever touching it.

I felt my ropes tighten drawing my attention back to my own bindings. My arms now fully lashed to the pole.

Master Kobayashi had me spread my legs a little wider than my shoulders. Then he backed me up having me lean forward until my upper torso was bent at a ninety-degree angle. He lashed the bamboo pole to the two beams sticking up out of the floor. Next, he bound each foot to its corresponding post making any ability to move my legs together futile. Then to my dismay he began to braid my hair.

Mistress Masuda signaled to one of the geishas who left the room. The mistress then moved a stool over sitting beside Gary.

She looked over to me and smiled. "Remember, you no cum. You say, 'edge'."

"Yes, mistress," Gary said now unable to keep himself from smiling.

Mistress Masuda drizzled lube onto Gary's penis, I watched as it twitched and jerked. Now she began working and stroking his cock. Her gloved hands working him quickly to an erection.

It wasn't long until Gary said the word, "Edge."

"Good boy," she cooed as her hand's moved away from his penis.

Now the geisha who left earlier had returned with some sort of machine. It was a box with a black tube that led to a cylinder with a skin-colored material inside the tube. I watched as Mistress Masuda turned the machine on and then slipped it over the end of Gary's erection. He jerked hard against his restraints and almost immediately screamed 'edge'.

Satisfied, Mistress Masuda turned the torture of Gary over to the geisha. Now it was my turn. She made another motion and the second geisha appeared with a silver tray. She brought it out and set it on a small table that was placed in front of me.

On the tray there were several different styles of crops, floggers, and whips. There was also a thing that plugged into an extension cord with a ball on the end of it.

I watched as she selected the flogger, walking over to me she let the flogger caress my skin. "What your safe words?"

"Red stop, yellow ease up"

I wasn't ready for the first strike. And I screamed. I saw Gary's smile disappear as his eyes went wide. He pulled hard at his restraints.

Mistress Masuda walked around to the front of me frowning, "You too loud. You distract husband."

She reached over and took two silver tubes off the tray. She placed one in each of my hands. I watched as she took the ball gag from the tray and had me open wide. The ball tasted strongly of rubber as she pulled it tight, forcing it further into my mouth. It pulled uncomfortably at the corners. I found it became difficult to swallow and immediately I could feel myself drooling.

"You red drop both, you yellow drop one. Nod you understand"

I nodded.

Mistress Masuda walked around behind me once again. I could see the strike in Gary's eyes before the crop actually landed. I pulled hard against the restraints screaming out with each blow. I began to wonder what the hell I was doing, and if I had made a mistake. Then her fingers were on my clit, instantly the sensations of pain dulled to the sharp contrast of ecstasy.

"You no cum," Mistress Masuda commanded. Her breath was hot on my ear. Her fingers went to my nipples, she squeezed and pulled hard. I yelped as I heard Gary cry out, "edge." For a moment I had forgotten he was still there.

Mistress Masuda walked back around me and picked up the flogger and the thing with a ball on the end that plugged into the extension cord. She flipped a switch on then back off. It was then that I realized the thing with the ball was a giant vibrator that actually plugged in. She walked behind me with her two tools.

Again, I saw the blows in Gary's eyes before they landed, the first one was the inside of my right thigh, then my left. Then the blows came rapid-fire. It didn't take long for it to feel like each of them landed on the same place. I pulled hard and felt the ropes cutting into my arms and wrists. Oddly, the pain from the ropes offered temporary relief between blows. My lungs burned from screaming, my vision was blurred from my tears. I could feel the snot running out of my nose as I drooled helplessly on the floor. My entire body constricted into one continuous scream. Now I began to franticly pull at my binds, trying to draw my feet up and together, but it was no use.

Another blow and I felt my feet slide out from under me. I was doing the splits. I pulled against the ropes trying to get my feet back under me, but another blow made me collapse against my restraints. I considered letting go of the tubes in my hands. The pain was unbearable. I heard the buzzing sound of the vibrator. Something like electricity touched my clit. An explosion of sensation shot through every nerve, connecting to the place she was touching me. I felt my body begin to twitch and shudder uncontrollably. I tried and was failing to keep the organism at bay. I slid over the edge and my climax began to overtake me, but then there was a sharp blow across my bottom. She had sensed my climax and pulled it roughly away from me with several blows. She continued to hold the vibrator against me. The sting of each blow continuing to pull me back further and further away from the edge of climax. It's crazy to think, but it was an unbelievable relief to let the flogger keep me from climaxing, no longer having to try and hold myself back.

Then I heard Mistress Masuda's voice, loud and clear over the screams and moans. "You cum now."

And cum I did. She pushed her big dildo into me and I came so hard I thought I would cut the thing in half. Every muscle contracted to the point of cramping. I was in a full body charley horse that began and ended at that point of pleasure. I screamed and cried out in full body sobs at the ecstasy that was finally being released. I became lost somewhere within my own orgasm. My mind couldn't comprehend how hard I was cumming.

That was my last memory until I realized I was laying down, my head was on a pillow. I opened my eyes to see Gary looking back at me. I smiled and said I loved you but all that came out was a strained croaking sound. I had completely blown out my vocal chords.

Gary smiled and shushed me saying, "You scared the hell out of me down there. I have no idea how you can do that."

I smiled weakly as Gary pulled me into his arms. He just kept saying, "I love you so much." Then sleep took me.

_ _ _ _ _

The next morning, I was awakened to the smell of coffee. I tried to sit up in bed, but realized every muscle was locked up. I spent the best part of twenty minutes working myself out of the bed. I made my way to the bathroom. I finally managed to sit down on the toilet seat, but pain shot through my butt cheeks as I sat down. As I sat there my body shaking, I noticed myself in the mirror. From the neck down I was almost completely black and blue. I could still see the lines from the ropes. I had bad rope burns on my arms and wrists from pulling against the restraints so hard.

I cried when I began to clean myself. God, what have I done?

Shaking, I got back to my feet and walked back into the bedroom. I grabbed my robe from the table and managed to slip it on and tie it. I made my way from the bedroom to the living room where I could smell coffee and hear voices.

"Well good afternoon sleepy head," came Karen's chipper voice.

I tried to return the greeting but again only a croak came out.

"Wow, your voice is shit," Karen said crossing the room to meet me. "Gary said you can still see all the lines from the ropes. Can I see?"

I nodded untying then letting my robe slip from my shoulders. Karen gasped.

James exclaimed, "Holy shit!"

I spun slowly giving them a good look at my body.

Karen observed, "That had to hurt so much."

I smiled and felt the soreness in the corners of my mouth. I tried to speak again, but only another croak.

Now Gary was at my side with a pen and paper.

I wrote three words: It hurt bad.

Karen looked concerned, "Shit Bridgie, why didn't you stop them?"

I wrote again on the tablet: Because I liked it.

Gary ushered me to the sofa where he helped me sit down. Once seated he poured me a cup of coffee and added some honey to it.

We chatted the afternoon away and I used my note pad to participate in the conversation the best I could, but mostly I just listened.

Karen then suggested that we all meet up in the future since she had had her plans for the three of us were interrupted by a professional.

We all laughed, and I sounded like a strangled chicken that had just hit puberty.

Eventually we all ended up in the hot tub. The heat felt amazing on my strained muscles and joints, but felt like fire on my rope burns. I ended up sitting on Gary's lap to keep my arms and shoulders out of the water. Then Gary and I watched as James and Karen made love in the hot tub.

Gary whispered in my ear, "You up to playing."

I shook my head.

"That's fine," he continued, "I don't know if I will ever be able to get an erection again anyway."

I croaked again with laughter. Then he just held me as we watched Karen slowly ride James all the way to climax.

Afterward we exchanged numbers and I promised to call them as soon as my voice was back. The rest of the day and night were spend resting and reflecting.

_ _ _ _ _

It took almost two weeks for me to fully recover, almost two months for the bruises to finally fade.

Eventually Gary filled in the blanks in my memory. Apparently, Gary was just about to call red when Mistress Masuda finally let me cum. Gary said I was looking right through him. He said it looked like one of those movies where the person's whole eye goes white. He said he could see every vein in my body, especially in my neck sticking out. Then he said there was a guttural primal scream. He said it was the sound of letting go, and being overtaken. Then mid-scream my voice just disappeared. Gary said at that point he just kept yelling "edge." He said just my expression was going to make him cum. He could feel my orgasm fill the room, Then I had collapsed against the ropes. He said I was still conscious but looked dazed, or like I was somewhere else. He said instantly a team had me unbound and was sitting and talking with me on the mat. He said he could see my lips moving but couldn't hear my words. He couldn't believe how calm and relaxed I looked. They gave me hot tea to drink.

Mistress Masuda had returned her attention back to Gary. "I have you cum now. You ready."

Gary looked back at her, "Yes, mistress."

Then he came so hard he said he felt as if he was being turned inside out. He said it was the most powerful and intense orgasm he had ever had. Then he said that is where his real torture began. For the next thirty minutes while I was recovering, they used a combination of the sucker machine, vibrators, and masturbation to get him to cum three more times. He hadn't thought it was possible for him to cum more than once or twice a day let alone four times in thirty minutes.

He said every time he came, they would touch the vibrator to the sensitive head of his penis and he felt like he was going to explode from the oversensitivity. He joked it would have been better to be beaten. You could see marks on his body where the restraints had dug into him as he struggled against them. Although his wounds were nothing like mine. I can brush against something and get a bruise.

Eventually sometime in the early morning we had walked back to our room and laid down. That's were my memories picked back up.

I asked him why he didn't use his safe word. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment then quoting me said, "Because I liked it."

I just smiled because he was beginning to get it. I still couldn't believe how far we had come in such a short time. After getting back from the Sun and Shade I was wondering if it was going to be our last Christmas together. It didn't seem like we would ever be able to sort through all the new emotions and feelings. In the end we had given each other the gift of openness, honesty, and understanding with the promise of many wonderful adventures in the years to come.

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I hope you have enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you have enjoyed it please check out my collaboration with Quinn McMullen, Key West- Winter Holiday Extravaganza. It is the transcript from the bands interview in Key West and an entry in the Literotica 2021 Winter Holidays Story Contest. It is a long story, but worth it. Thanks again for your comments and votes!