Bound and Fuced

Author's Notes: This is an experience I had when I was in my early 20s. This was not the only time I was ordered to submit to the inspection of this Lady.

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Now it should be. I was soon the only friend in my group who hadn't tried to have an experience with a personals ad, so now it had to be. I got a magazine and then went home to read it through. I sat for a long time and skimmed through the ads, but mostly it was someone looking for couples or S/M. In the end I chose an ad where a mature woman was looking for a young man to have fun with. It didn't quite sound like the kind of sex I used to have, but I had to try something new.

I sat down and wrote a letter with a detailed description of myself. It didn't take long before I got an answer. The Lady turned out to be into S/M, she told me over the phone, but she suggested we meet up so we could get to know each other a bit. I didn't quite know what the S/M thing entailed, but I was going to find out. Anyway, I liked her deep voice.

Saturday night I stood in front of her building and rang the bell. I recognized her commanding voice on the intercom, and my heart pounded like a steam hammer on the way up the stairs. She stood at the door to receive me. Tall, slim and dark. She was around 40 and had long, black hair that was pulled up into a tight ponytail. She was naturally tanned and clearly in very good shape.

I had no difficulty in judging her body through her black silk dress. She had pointed breasts and a shapely ass. Her sharp features made her beautiful in a distinctive way. I thought of a Greek Goddess. Beautiful, but terrifying and deadly.

"Come on in!"

I sensed something dangerous about her offer, but I didn't really think I could turn back now. The stylish Lady led me through her hall where she made me take off my shoes and socks so I wouldn't mess up her home. It was a little strange, but it was about to get even stranger.

I made it into the living room where I got a drink. It tasted of many different fruits and contained a lot of alcohol, but otherwise I couldn't decide what it was.

"Let me see your hands!"

I hesitantly held out my hands. She examined both sides thoroughly and determined that I had not cleaned my nails properly.

"We can't have that, can we?"

I shook my head uncertainly and noticed that her gray eyes had taken on a strange glow. Little by little I began to regret that I had come. What if she was a psychopath who wanted to do evil things to me? She made me sit in a large armchair, then put on some slow blues music. She danced over towards me, and I could see that her nipples had become stiff and pressed against the thin silk. She bent over me and suddenly took my cock. It gave me a jolt, and she quickly followed up by nibbling lightly on my nipple, which she found with unerring certainty through my shirt.

I'm sorry to say it, but I let out a little squeal, which only made the lady even more determined. With firm fingers she found my cock in my pants and pulled it out, and with an aggressive movement of her head, she dived over my cock. She swallowed it and pressed her red lips around it. I gasped. Never had my cock been attacked like that and it felt great.

She massaged the root of the cock as she sucked on the cock and let her tongue play around the hole at the tip of the head. All I could see was her ponytail swinging wildly as her head worked up and down and in circles.

Lust washed over me, removing any uneasiness. Just as I was about to come, she stopped and stared into my eyes while licking her lips.

"Do you like it?"

I moaned "yes" and tried to press her head down over my cock again, but she deftly grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet and led me into the bedroom. She was quite strong and tore off my clothes but kept her own dress on. It was only when I stood completely naked in front of her bed that I noticed all the remedies. Handcuffs, whips, dildos, and much else I did not know at all. The anxiety returned.

"Lay down on the bed!"

Her tone was commanding, and the thought of her finishing sucking my cock made the difference. I laid down on the bed, and quickly she had me tied to the bed rail with a pair of handcuffs. Now that I was finally fixated with my dick sticking straight up in the air, she took her time to look at me.

"Now I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"

She went over to the rack of whips and dildos, put on a black half-mask, chose some sort of riding whip and a small, thick dildo. I suddenly got a cold sweat on my forehead. What was it that I was involved in? She approached the bed and suddenly I got a light blow on the dick with the whip.

I couldn't help but let out a startled yelp and that apparently spurred her on to give me a few more flicks, followed by more startled yelps. She screamed that I was a dirty kid who needed some discipline.

I yelled for her to stop, but I could tell it was to no avail. Suddenly, when I was about to panic, she dropped the whip and stepped onto the bed.

"Now you're going to lick my pussy, boy!"

She lifted her dress and I saw that she had no panties on. she lowered her perfectly clean-shaven pussy down over my face. I started to lick, even though it wasn't something I had done much in. She controlled my tongue game, partly by moving the abdomen, and partly by commanding me on the right path. From time to time, she gave my cock a light blow with the whip.

Suddenly she started moaning and pressing her pussy down over my face as the blows rained down on my body. She started screaming and howling and yelling that she was coming. The juices flowed out of her as the orgasm rocked her back and forth on my face. It was hugely exciting, but at the same time a little scary. I had never experienced a woman just using me like that.

When she had recovered a little, she climbed off my face and began to untie my legs. At first, I thought she was done and just wanted to send me home. But it turned out that she had other plans. Once she had untied my legs, she lifted them up in the air and bent over my cock again. It had been ready to explode since the last time she released it, so she only touched it very gently before sliding her tongue down my tense balls and hitting my virgin hole.

I froze as she drilled her tongue up my ass, not knowing whether to moan or cry. However, lust soon took over and I began to squirm around. Suddenly I felt something against my ass, and saw that she was holding the small, thick dildo that she had let slide in and out of herself. So, it was completely covered in pussy juice.

Now it was my turn. As she licked my balls and my cock, she slowly pushed the dildo up into me. I was too shaken to do anything but let it happen. At first the pain was enervating and then became sharp for a moment. I started to protest, but she bent my legs so that I could better accept it.

Just as I was about to squirm away from the bottom of the dildo, and I lay like a spitting pig with my legs in the air, her lips closed around my cock again as she bumped against the bottom of the dildo. It was a very strange feeling, but again the lust overcame me like a tidal wave, and I began to moan loudly. But again, she stopped just before I came.

Now the frustration was soon to be too much, and I hit the tether. But the dark goddess looked back at me coldly, and then she mounted me. She bent my legs down so that it pulled my entire abdomen, and then she lowered herself over my cock, which had never been so hard before.

She pinched my nipples, but now the lust had long since made me unable to tell the difference between pain and pleasure. My only thought was to thrust into her. She laid her head back as I rammed my cock into her. It wasn't long before we were both screaming and roaring our orgasms into the room. I have never come with such intensity before. Everything disappeared.

When I came to myself again, I was freed from the bed. and my dark Goddess stood beside the bed and handed me a glass of lemonade. The rest of the evening we talked together and had a very nice time. Later we also fucked normally, which was a strange opposite experience, but I agreed to come again the very next Friday....

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Thanks for reading this little real-life story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed retelling it. I really want to relive it all again... for real