"Don't hold anything back, Gil. You know I can take it," Sonia winked at me as she lifted her right leg over her head and placed her ankle on my left shoulder.
I gripped her ankle with one hand and held it firmly in place on my shoulder, as she leaned forward and stretched, in preparation for our session. Sonia had asked if I would tie and suspend her, while a new student, Katja, photographed us.
Eight months had passed since Katja had enrolled in the Kinbaku classes that Sonia teaches. Katja's hobby is photography. Sonia had asked her if she would take pictures for her web page.
Sonia rents a small industrial unit, by the hour, three times a month. The exposed iron beams are ideal for rope suspensions. Each student, and spectator, donate at the door, to help pay for the rental of the space. Sonia and Katja quickly became friends after a few classes. Sonia is a very skilled rigger, but, she much prefers to be the rope bottom. Sonia is a masochist, a pain slut, as she refers to herself.
I smirked at her and replied, "I'll have to abstain from all the fun stuff, Sonia. I don't want to shock and scare Katja."
She laughed as she slipped her leg off my shoulder, shook out her arms, pulled her green hoodie over her head and tossed it on the floor. She had on a sheer, white sports bra. Her pink nipples were visibly erect.
I laughed at what Sonia had said to me. "It's too much fun. The look in their eyes as they near panic is priceless to me, and very arousing. I don't see that part of me ever changing."
She laughed as she slipped her leg off my shoulder and shook out her arms, "Other one now," she pointed to my right shoulder and lifted her left leg into the air, and placed her ankle on to it. I held her leg in place and Sonia leaned forward. "The fun stuff is for when we're alone. Whatever and whenever you want, Gil. It's been months since I heard from you." Sonia shook her head and continued before I had a chance to reply, "I know, I know, it's your busy season at work. As for scaring Katja, that is exactly what you want to do, Gil. You take great pleasure in scaring all the pretty, young girls. You are a very bad man." Sonia winked at me, "Don't you ever dare change that. It's my favorite part of you. Tonight, make it up to me; I need the sexy monster in you, to quiet the wild whore in me." Sonia giggled and said, "Besides, I have given Katja fair warning, Gil."
"Fair warning?" I chuckled.
"Yes, fair warning. I informed her that there will be some very rough play. Nothing that she has witnessed in any of the classes she has attended. She said she understood, and looks forward to photographing the session."
"Hello?" We heard Katja calling from the foot of the stairs on the first floor.
"Up here," Sonia called out.
Katja made her way up the stairs and smiled at Sonia when she reached the top step. "Sorry I'm a bit late. Traffic was horrendous."
She was a very slim, petite brunette, barely five foot three. Her ripped jeans, and oversized t-shirt hung off her thin body. Katja looked girlish for her age, like she hadn't filled out yet. Sonia had told me that she was twenty-nine years old. Her tiny breasts were free under her t-shirt. I could see the outline of her large nipples. They weren't erect, their size were not proportionate to her breasts.
Sonia slid her leg off my shoulder and walked over to hug and greet Katja, "No problem. I needed time to limber up."
Both young ladies made their way to me. "This is Gil," Sonia introduced me to Katja as she wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Hi, I'm Katja," she smiled at me.
"Hello, Katja," I smiled back.
Sonia stepped away from me, kicked off her sneakers and pulled off her track pants. She had on a traditional, white, Japanese thong.
Katja asked, "Where should I set up the tripod?"
"Anywhere you want to, we'll be on the yoga mat," Sonia replied and made her way to the purple yoga mat in the middle of the room.
Katja set up her tripod a few feet away from one of the large windows. "The sun is about to set, and we have a clear view of the lake. We should get some spectacular shots, without using a flash."
Katja mounted one camera on the tripod, and hung another around her neck. "Ready when you are," she smiled at Sonia. She turned her eyes to me and asked, "Are you going to change out of your jeans and t-shirt?"
Sonia snickered, "Gil prefers to be naked when he ties. He is not one for following tradition. Just to clarify what is going to transpire shortly. Gil is going to be rough, at my request, Katja. If I don't ask him to stop, it means I am fine. So, don't worry, just keep taking pictures. Okay, sweetie?" Sonia smiled as she explained one more time what Katja was going to witness.
"Gotcha," Katja replied. She was excited, nervous, and a bit apprehensive. She didn't know how she would react to witnessing rough play. She brought her camera to her eye and said, "I'm ready when you are.
Sonia turned, lifted her head up to look at me, and grinned as she gave a slight nod of her head. I roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her onto her knees. The sudden and forceful act caught Katja off guard. Her breath caught and her eyes widened. She quickly snapped off a few shots with her camera. And tried to ignore the sudden flutters in her belly.
Slowly, I guided Sonia's face to the cement floor, past the yoga mat that she was kneeling on, and reached for a rope from my bag. I released the grip on Sonia's hair, and placed my foot on the side of her face to keep her head pinned to the floor. Sonia crossed her arms across the small of her back, as I threw the folded rope over one of the iron beams, secured it in place, and tied my suspension ring to it. I grabbed another rope, uncoiled it, and kneeled behind Sonia.
I grinned at Katja as I pulled Sonia slowly back onto her knees by her hair. I used the bight of my rope to cinch Sonia's left nipple, yanking it upwards in one quick motion. She grimaced and let out a loud yelp.
I slapped Sonia's left breast very hard, just how she likes it. I covered her nose and mouth with one hand, and hooked both her elbows behind her back with my right arm. I snarled into her ear, "You know that I don't approve of my whores being loud. Maybe, if I don't let you breathe for a minute, it'll serve as a gentle reminder."
I pinched her nose and pressed my hand hard over her mouth. It didn't take long for Sonia to begin to struggle for breath in her aroused state. The harder she struggled, the tighter I squeezed and kept her in place.
When Sonia tried to shake her head free and take a breath, Katja cried out in concern, "Stop! You're hurting her!"
