To Please Him Ch. 01

I reached for his cock but he held my head up and whispered in my ear, "I want to tease myself and not cum for ages... maybe not until I see you getting fucked. Save it for something out of the ordinary... let's see what's in the next room, shall we?"

The Second Room...The next room had a solid looking arched oak door and a huge bronze doorknocker; the door swung open automatically as Marty lifted the knocker and we walked through a short passageway. The walls, ceiling and floor were black and the lighting was red. As the door shut itself slowly behind us and our eyes tried to get used to the change in ambient light, the door in front of us opened into ... the dungeon.

I remember that it was quite hard to see immediately and we stood still while our eyes became used to the dim light that came from the subdued and indirect sources of the red glow. There were nearly a dozen people in there and we were the only spectators. I guess that I'd never really considered S&M until I was confronted by it there that evening. I definitely didn't expect my nipples to harden and my pussy to start to gush in a most unladylike manner; s we walked round the various scenarios that were being developed in that room I dribbled cunt nectar down the length of my inner thighs and beyond my knees.

The first thing we were able to envisage emerging from the darkness was a man, naked except a black leather mask with a zipped up mouth and studded eye slits, hanging by his wrists while a woman attached clips with metal weights hanging by wires from his nipples. We could hear his muffled moans from behind his mask.

Beyond these two was a bench built as a modern rack; held tight at wrists and ankles and being stretched by the wheels which were being turned by two black clad acolytes lay a damsel in medieval dress and hat in white lace and ribbon. The discomfort was plain across her features but any noise that she might have been making was subdued behind the ball gag tied around her face.

We walked on. Tied to a part of the wall, her legs spread wide by a bar between her ankles, was a masked woman having wax poured from a lit candle across the slopes of her bared breasts. Her pussy was leaking cum at a rate equal at least to the rate that the hot wax was being applied. I didn't even think about it prior to reaching down to dip my fingers in her essence on the floor below her before bringing it to first Marty's, then my lips to taste... such daring gave me a powerful shudder that was concentrated at my pussy.

Marty stopped and turned to kiss me long and full. "I've got the bag with our room number on it in my pocket, let's get naked. My cock's hard enough to shell Brazils!"

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...to be continued...

Edited with her usual aplomb by Hotti... the best news for the hapless author