The Photo Shop Ch. 37

"You may not orgasm unless the person holding the remote allows you to," she informed Georgina, "you will ask permission politely, also addressing the person as Master or Mistress, do you understand me?"

"Yes Mistress," Georgina replied in a whisper.

"I will need you again Lew," Tanja said addressing me with a nod towards Georgina's boobs.

"Yes I see - you're going to remove the clamps and want me to lick her nipps again. You're so thoughtful Tanja." She gave a smug smile in response to my sarcasm, then she removed the right clamp, allowing my mouth to give relief to Georgina's precious nub; the left one followed quickly. After a first sharp intake of breath when the clamp was removed, the suspended slave sighed as I took it in my warm mouth, circling it with my tongue. I quickly moved to the second one bringing relief to that one as well.

Looking directly at me, Georgina mouthed a silent "thank you," already on the brink of orgasm due to the stimulation of the magic wand between her legs. The remote was changing hands constantly as everybody wanted to have a go at stimulating Georgina trying to make her come, and looking forward to her further punishment if she did so without permission.

She was struggling, seeking my eyes to help her keep the ultimate pleasure at bay thus avoiding further torment of her naked flesh. The stimulation was so intense that she was fighting a losing battle. With a cry like a wounded animal, she came, squirting all over the floor, and even hitting some of the onlookers with her juices. The person holding the remote at that time kept it going, intensifying and prolonging her orgasm until it became almost unbearable.

Tanja took the remote and turned it off, while Georgina, totally spent, slumped against her restraints looking like a wet noodle, but with a huge smile on her face. I joined Tanja and asked what else she had in mind, now that Georgina had disobeyed the command not to cum.

"I'll let her come back, though I do want to have some more fun with her," she replied, "she needs to remember this as an evening of intense pleasure, therefore I want her to have a few more orgasms, but with more subtle pain, if you can classify what I have in mind as pain. Pain can take many forms you'll see, and maybe you'll learn a few more things about women and how they experience a combination of pain and pleasure.

Let's move her to the bench, on her back, completely stretched as if she's on a medieval rack, but with her legs wide open. I don't want to tear her ligaments as they did, I only want to stimulate her more than she was ever stimulated in her life. So again Georgina was led by her leash to the bench where she was strapped, her arms completely stretched above her head and her legs spread wide, with her feet encased in the holes foreseen for that at the bottom. She looked at me with questioning eyes, but since she didn't want to risk Tanja's wrath asking what was going to happen she remained silent.

When she was completely immobilized, Tanja approached with a feather duster and began playing around Georgina's body with it, starting on her wrists moving over the inside of her arms, slowly approaching that ticklish spot of her armpit and making Georgina start to squirm. That part sufficiently stimulated, her torso and boobs were next, the effect was immediately visible with her nipples very quickly pebbling again. The duster moved at a snail's pace down her abdomen towards her nether regions, tickling her pussy first, followed by the inside of her thighs. She looked at me with fearful eyes as Tanja approached her feet. However she dropped the duster, enticing a sigh of relief from Georgina which was quickly replaced by extreme laughter when Tanja began to tickle her feet with her fingers.

Tanja motioned to me to do the same to her armpits and abdomen, which I gladly did. Georgina was squirming and twisting in all directions insofar as her bonds allowed her to. She arched her back making her abdomen rise and fall, sometimes pushing her boobs forward, thus bringing my tickling attention to them. While I was busy with Georgina's upper body, Tanja picked up the magic wand again and applied it to Georgina's pussy turning it to top speed directly on her clit. To be honest I much preferred this kind of treatment to the more painful ones Georgina was subjected to earlier.

It didn't take too long for Georgina to have another series of orgasms, with Tanja keeping the magic wand pushed against her vagina, even after the first orgasm on the cross. Georgina began squirting during the first one and kept it going through several smaller ones, until she began to scream, "Stop, please stop, I can't take it anymore!"

"Who allowed you to speak slave?" Tanja barked, "you'll take it for as long as we give it to you and we'll stop when we think it's enough; besides you forgot the most important word..."

"Please Mistress, can you please stop, I can't take it anymore!" Georgina whispered.

"That's much better, despite that you didn't have permission to speak, I'll stop, but you've earned yourself 20 lashes as punishment for speaking without permission again." Tanja picked up a riding crop and proceeded to hit Georgina's boobs, abdomen, pussy, and thighs with it, giving her the full 20 swats. The helpless girl's body now began to turn very pink with bright red marks where the leather flap of the riding crop had hit.

"If you want to finish just say the word slave!" Tanja hissed between her teeth.

At the count of 20, even without hearing the safe word, she stopped anyway and instructed me to untie Georgina, who looked at me, tears in her eyes but with a triumphant smile on her face. She was clearly not a real sub but had denied Tanja the pleasure of giving in to her. When she got up off the bench, I held a bathrobe open for her.

She looked gratefully at me and slipped it on, then turned to Tanja. "Thanks for this mind-blowing experience, Tanja. I'm not sure it's something I'll care to repeat, but I'm so glad to have had the opportunity." I had gathered the clothes she had come in and guided her to the outside and back to my apartment.

Once there she sat down, with a pained face, trying to find a way to sit and spare her bruised bottom.

"I warned you," I said with a smile.

"Yes you did, but I loved the experience, although I'm sure I'll never do it again."

"I knew when you asked me to help you with this experience you wouldn't be able to go home immediately. Is there anything else I can get you? Another glass of Champagne maybe to help relieve the pain?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

After finishing the bottle, we went to bed. She insisted on sleeping in the buff and sort of expected me to do the same, which I gladly did. In bed, we spooned and quickly fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning with a raging hardon pushing against her back I tried to move away but her hand prevented me.

"Where do you think you are going with that nice hard cock of yours?" she whispered.

"I didn't want to wake you. I wanted to let you sleep in and maybe get breakfast going."

"I could go for breakfast but only after you use that nice big hard cock of yours to wake up my pussy," she said while turning around holding my head in both hands and attacking my mouth with hers. When I pulled her closer with my hands on her butt, I felt her wince and immediately stopped.

"Don't stop, please, I want you to fuck me. I'll take the pain as a reminder to never repeat the experience of last night."

"Are you sure, maybe you should give it a rest?"

She looked at me demurely, after which she gave me a wink saying, "No Master Lew just please put that nice hard cock of yours in my hot, wet, sex craving pussy and fuck me, I am like a kid, I want it and I want it now." As she said that, she had taken my cock and slipped it between her quivering wet pussy lips, allowing me to slide it inside her hot hole all the way to my pubes and began fucking her.

"Oh yes, harder, deeper, make me cum!"

I gave it my best, pounding away at full speed, but it was killing my back, I needed to move her into a more ergonomic position, so I pulled out, making her protest.

"Can you go on all fours please?"

"You want to do doggy, lovely that's one of my favorite positions." She quickly complied sticking her, still fairly red, ass, high up in the air, holding it invitingly open with both hands. Gripping on to her hips, I shoved my hard pole into her dripping cunt, resulting in a loud moan from her side. Ride me, baby, take me to seventh heaven, give me that hot spunk of yours.

She was really into it, I had no idea that stewardesses were that hot, or maybe it was just this one. I couldn't care less - I was just enjoying the ride. I grabbed her swaying melon-size tits and began kneading them searching for her most probably still tender nippies from the previous evening's bamboo treatment and subsequent floggings. When I found them they were rock hard so I couldn't resist pinching them, resulting in a yelp from her lips. She still seemed to enjoy a little pain complementing her pleasure. So maybe not a sub, but still loving a pain/pleasure combination on occasion. All this helped to inch her orgasm closer to boiling.

"Cum for me baby," I whispered in her ear, "milk my cock with that hot pussy of yours." I immediately felt the effect of my words on her as her pussy gripped my shaft like a vice, trying hard to keep it inside as she reached for her orgasm. I helped her achieve her aim by letting go of one nub on her boobs and transferring my attention to the ultimate pleasure nub at the top of her hot pussy, pinching it hard.

She came, calling out perverse obscenities at the top of her voice. I never expected to hear this kind of language from a stewardess. Her body was bucking and shaking like a wild bronco, trying to throw me off, but I held on desperately. I wasn't able to hold off any longer and pumped her hot cunt full of my even hotter sperm, slamming my pelvis hard into her butt in rhythm with every spurt. I experienced a most explosive orgasm while she kept convulsing and contracting on my shaft squeezing the last drops out. We both collapsed on the bed with me on top of her. After a few minutes, our breathing came back to normal and I rolled off her. She turned to look at me with a blissful smile on her face.

"That was the best way to wake up," she said while stroking my face with her hand and giving me a tender kiss. "What was that you said about breakfast again?"

"Yes breakfast, but after this performance, I do expect you to chip in and help me, but not before we have a nice long hot shower. Care to join me?"

"Yes by all means." No need to say that the shower took a while, soaping each other taking extra care of all the sensitive body parts. She managed to get me hard again in no time at all, using her nimble mouth and hands resulting in another fuck session, her with her hands against the wall while I entered her clean, but again gushing snatch, from behind while massaging her slippery big tits with shower gel.

Once we were both sated we dried each other with big fluffy towels and proceeded in the nude to the kitchen to prepare a lavish breakfast together, which repeated our dinner experience by also breakfasting in the buff. Believe it or not, but I could get used to this way of eating. Maybe I should invite some of my lady friends to do the same, rather than go to the Deer Hunter restaurant. I was already imagining myself at the table with Beth or Grace or even better Linda...

"Daydreaming are you Lew?" Georgina said bringing me back to the present.

"In a way yes, I was imagining me having meals in this get-up with some of my lady friends, that would be great fun."

"It would, maybe you should indeed try that, they might even appreciate it as much as you do, but for now, sorry, but the show's over. I need to get home as I've got a busy week ahead. How will I get my photos?"

"I'll put them on a memory stick when I've processed them, and deliver them to you personally - unless you care to pick them up yourself when you happen to be back in town?"

"I'll pick them up, but it could be a while before I have time."

"No worries my lovely, I'll keep em safe for you," I said tipping my imaginary cap.

"Good, but now I've got to dash, I thoroughly enjoyed my stay, the photo session, the dinner, the trip down the dungeon, and the breakfast. I've learned a lot about myself, especially that I'm not a big fan of BDSM after all, thanks for everything, and who knows, maybe I'll see you on one of my flights and make you a member of the mile-high club?"

"Yeah, that would be new for me too, have a safe trip home and safe flights."

It was with regret that I saw Georgina walk towards her car and drive off, I was wondering if I'd ever be able to give her the photos.

Tomorrow morning Petra was coming again and once she's finished cleaning, I had every intention of finally making her pay for the wager she lost a few weeks ago, a two-hour session in the club. I had a scheme in mind that might even help Beth to finally do some of the BDSM paintings she promised Tanja so long ago.