My name is Olya. I am 35 years old. The story happened recently. Children and I (hockey team) went to play Russia. We do not often go to games, as there is a 1st “star” composition, but we just do it, we don’t climb anywhere, but this time the coach named the name of his son. My husband stayed to work, and I went to help the children, well, all that. Adults including the coach were 6 people. Our coach, Vadim Sergeyevich, did not like it, not outwardly -he was very attractive -I was enraged by his manner of keeping himself up: I -everything, you -nick. Always with a grin, in a conversation with parents a little impudent. He is 39 years old, growth of almost 2 meters, naturally athletic physique, beautiful face. In general, a very attractive copy.
After the bus is departed, Lesser (9 years old) tired of sitting with me and he went to the boys .We sat immediately behind the driver. After some time, Vadim Sergeyevich approached the driver and spoke about something with him. To make it more convenient to sit next to me in the place of my son. After the conversation, he leaned back in his chair and looked at me. I smiled and somewhere inside all my shortness, I was not clever.
-What do you think your son likes to engage in hockey?
-Of course, only participates in games. And if it plays, on the ice you release it through.
– And you would like to see it in every game..
-Certainly
-And what can you offer me?
“Wow questions, and even so open” -you want money?
He grinned.
-Apparently not. What then?
-You are right, I don’t need money from you, but agree, you quite know that I want to hear.
-Sex? – I asked a whisper. There was no end of amazement. -But you married 2 weeks ago once again, so you are unlikely to want this.
– Yes, indeed, I am not interested in ordinary sex. If you agree, just nod, we will discuss the details later, after arriving at the place. Then you can think over again and give the final answer.
In the stomach somewhere ached from an incomprehensible sense of fear mixed with desire. I nodded without looking at him.
– Well, good, pleasant trip to you.
Of course the trip could not be called a pleasant. All thoughts were occupied by Vadim Sergeyevich, who had never looked at me since that moment. The hell was going on in my head that. I even began to think that maybe there was no conversation- I myself came up with everything? We arrived at 3 o’clock in the afternoon and after the settlement, Vadim came up to me and offer to drink coffee. We sat at the table .He looked at me carefully, his gaze confused me
And most likely I even blushed, but smiled, t.To. In principle, I did not know what to do in such a situation.
-I will let your son on the ice (he began), in return you will give me an hour of your time tonight. I repeat, I do not need a regular blowjob from you or that similar. I demand complete submission and you perform actions about which I will talk about. If you understand it, you will become my toy or slave for an hour. You have questions?
My breath took me.- What exactly will you do to me?
-You don’t have to know this. More questions?
-Traces on the body?
-There will be no injury. Traces -tes where no one will see them behind the clothes, during our 4 -year stay of traces will not remain. More?
-It will be the only time?
-Probably yes.
-This is an indefinite answer.
-There will be no other answer. I will come in three minutes and you will give me your answer.
Say that my hands were trembling is to say nothing. A nervous trembling beat me. Probably, from the impudence of this person, from fear (he did not say anything to me), from vague desire, from indignation. Busy with these torments in himself, I did not notice how he came up.
-I listen to you (he did not sit in place)
-I agree.
-Well, good. Unfortunately, you don’t have a chance to change your mind. Exactly at 23.30 I am waiting for you in my room.
I will not write about those thoughts that were boiling in me and eager for ore. In any case, I was not going to refuse- what was said, it was said. At 23.30 I knocked on the door.
-Come, he said, opening the door. We went into the living room, Vadim sat in a chair. 2 minutes passed in silence, we just looked at each other. He smiled:
-Undress.
I did not move.
– I have already said that you cannot refuse, but you can facilitate this hour as much as possible. Undress.
Undress in front of a stranger man looking at you point blank! Refuse late, and something did not stop me right away from saying no.
I undressed.
-Okay, now go to the bedroom and go to bed. At the head of the bed are handcuffs, fasten them in the arms, legs are widely to the sides,
I will be in 15 minutes.
There was a large bed in the bedroom, in the headliness there are really handcuffs on a long chain. Since I had 15 minutes, I decided to inspect everything. Nothing but an unusual handcuffs, I did not find from the ordinary. I calmed down a little, I put on handcuffs, lay down as it was said and began to wait. Vadim entered with a small suitcase, apparently not heavy, t.To. He carried him easily. I did not see that he had laid out of him, but it was a little creepy from the fact that he was silent. After a while, Vadim turned and went to the bed.
I instinctively closed my crotch with my feet. He grinned.
-Olenka, I will say some of the moments of our further pastime.
Firstly, you do everything that I tell you freely, from that moment, I am a gentleman.
Secondly, answer only if I ask you.
Thirdly, don’t shout. It will hurt you anyway, but if you obey, it will not hurt for long. Now I will exhibit the alarm for 50 minutes and we will start. You understand everything from what has been said?
-Yes, sir.
-Clever. He smiled. But t.To. You still have not accepted the correct position that I told you about, you will be punished as the first lesson.
He went up, put his hand under my back and turned it on his stomach in one motion. He tied one leg to the bed stand, cut the chain with handcuffs to a minimum. And then I felt a light slap on the ass. It was a whip, the slap was unexpected, but it was not painful.
Waiting for a new slap I tensed. The next blow was not long in coming, he was not so easy, then more and more. Each subsequent was a little more painful, but tolerant and even pleasant.
-Well, here we have prepared your ass. Now clutch your teeth, my dear, you will expect 10 lashes with a whip, not at all light. You will consider every blow aloud. If you miss, I’ll start first. You understand?
-Yes, sir.
He hit. Strongly.
-One two Three. At first, I managed to restrain a scream, four, five, and a pause. I was able to catch my breath a little and hit again, I bit my lip in pain. -Six, seven, eight, it was unbearable, tears blinked from the eyes, every blow burned the ass, it burned and any touch carried unbearable pain. -nine ten.
-Well, well, calm down, this is only the beginning. You have a very beautiful, elastic ass, and this scarlet color is very suitable for it.
He sat between his legs, so that I could not bring them together now. The butter poured on the ass, and his finger slowly massaged my anus. Not to say that I did not have anal sex before, but in order for me to let in the ass, I need to prepare it very well. Then he drove an anal plug with a sharp impetus, I buried myself into the mattress and cried silently. He did not give the muscles to get used to it and immediately took it back. My moan was more like a muffled roar.
– Well, what are you, dear, quietly, quietly, it doesn’t hurt yet, but everything is known in comparison… And he again inserted a cork in the ass.- Well, let him stay there there. I was glad that he finished this torture. After several manipulations, Vadim turned my back over me and spread his legs wide, tied them to the beds of the bed. His fingers gently stroked my purely shaved pussy, stopped at the clitoris and slipped down, I liked it and really wanted him to stop. He skillfully slipped his fingers and the waves, those portending an orgasm, rolled more and more often, Vadim saw it perfectly, fingers penetrated my pussy without forgetting about the clitoris. The result was not long in coming.
A warm wave of pleasure spilled throughout the body. Vadim untied one leg, took a whip and spent a little touching the still excited clitoris.
– It will hurt now, get ready.
I did not quite think what he was saying, but immediately felt what I had to hear. He hit the crotch.
The scream did not burst, t.To. my breath was strayed, I grabbed the air with my mouth, holding my legs. He looked silently and waited. When I finally calmed down and looked at him, he simply gestured that I spread my legs back. After, he prudently clamped my mouth with my hand and hit again. The hand drowned out a scream, but not pain. He also looked at my torment as calmly, and then also gestured to return to its original position.
– Please, I really do not ask you, I ask you, I won’t stand it anymore, no need…
– Close your mouth, do not complicate your position. And by the way, the requests and plea do not touch me at all, I will tell you more- they annoy me. I help you if possible, so be grateful and finally spread your legs.
Vadim squeezed my mouth again. Hit. Most likely I lost consciousness for a moment. When I woke up, my legs and arms were untied. In his hands, Vadim held something like a folded towel that he laid between my legs. I don’t know what it was, the pain began to retreat, but he took it off before it retreated completely. I experienced a completely pure feeling of gratitude to my tormentor.
-Are you okay?
-Yes my Lord.
– Ok, turn over on your stomach, it’s time to do your ass.
He gently brought the cork and entered himself, for the entire length. I did not expect him to let me get used to his cock. He fucked abruptly, certainly not caring that I was experiencing at the same time. “Rather, it would end,” my hands were squeezed a sheet, I tried to relax, but it did not become easier. It just hurt. When he finished, I just could not move .I just lay down for a while and came to my senses. He went out, but a minute later he returned with 2 glasses.
– Drink, this will give you strength.
There was whiskey in the glass, and I joyfully drank it, I didn’t even grim. I would have drunk more and I will definitely do it when everything ends. He took my glass, helped me get up, and we went into the living room. He sat on a chair.
-On knees. Hands on the back of the head.
I sank.
-Come to me. Proceeding is waiting for you now.- I shuddered.-But this is not all: you must ask about her so that I agree.
Of course, there could be no talk of any condescension. I hesitated, I was scared.
-If you don’t hurry, you will be very painful.
Well, in fact, I waited for these words, I needed a push.
-Please, sister, Pour me.
-This is not enough. Slave, begging the master, kisses his legs.
-Please, lure me, your slave.-And I kissed his leg. This was not enough for him, too, and he forced me to lick his toes, repeating the words of the request. After he took my hair and put me in the middle of the room.
-Put your hands on the back of your head and turn very slowly clockwise.
He had a whip in his hands. I closed my eyes, perfectly imagining what a whip is. Blows sprinkled one after another. He stood at a distance, so that he beat almost just the tip, leaving pies on his body. The experience of handling the whip was apparently not small: the blows were uniform, everyone was no stronger and not weaker than the previous one. The whip hit the chest, legs, ass, hips, tears rolled out of my eyes, I cried without daring
stop, legs have shown. I don’t know how long it lasted, the whole body hurt like hundreds of needles dug into my skin, my head was buzzing. There was no pause, he just enjoyed my appearance. And then the alarm clock rang, there was another 10 minutes left in stock.
Vadim put the whip and came up to me.
-Lower your hands, ”he wiped my tears and kissed my forehead,- well, almost everything ended.
I looked at him, he smiled:
-On his knees,- he sat in a chair.
I knelt down.
-Put your hands on the back of your head and answer my questions.
– If you were poured before?
– No, sir.
-You like flogging?
-No, sir.
-You like your position subordinate?
-Yes, sir.
He looked at me silently.
I spoke completely sincerely, surprised at my feelings for my position, and to this person. No hatred, only timid desire. After 10 minutes, I still did not dare to get up. Vadim came up to me.
-Oddly enough, it sounds, ”he said, smiling, I was not mistaken in you. You are not going to get up without my permission, although
You know that the hour has passed. Right?
-Yes.
He helped me get up, threw a blanket over my shoulders and grinned as always:
-Well, dear, every trip of your trip will be regarded by me as consent to such a time. And the next time I start with the rod. I don’t delay you anymore. Good night.
The end of the story. Panther
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