It was a casual comment that led to one of the best nights of my life.
Andi and I had developed a casual friendship, five minutes here and there, catching up as we went about our work. Andi is a quite a lot younger than me, and engaged. I was single. Even if I wanted something to happen I knew there was no future possible.
On one occasion I learned she liked to run to relieve tension, another time it was that her engagement was in a sort of limbo, her intended living on the other side of the world. She was working with our company for experience she couldn't get at home. It was high powered and required dedication, but she told me the result would set her up when she returned home.
One Wednesday I ran into Andi in the corridor, and suggested a coffee. Once we had settled I asked her about stress release and she told me she liked fencing because it allowed her to release her pent up aggression. I casually suggested that if she liked hitting things she might like trying a cane, or something to that effect. I might have even mentioned a BDSM club. The conversation moved on, and then it was time to go back to work. I walked away, but then realised it might become a workplace issue. I returned to her and apologised for any discomfort I might have caused her. She waived me away, adding 'we're good. I know a joke when I hear it.' I gave it no more thought.
About two weeks later I was making a coffee when Andi approached me and told me she was leaving at the end of the week. It was time. She was having farewell drinks on Friday afternoon, and I was invited. 'We're meeting at 5, and I'll probably only have one drink. You should definitely come along, and don't plan too much for later. Just quietly, some of us might go to dinner. Keep that to yourself.'
Drinks rolled around, and after an hour most people had left. Andi, Joanne, Rachael and I were sharing a bottle. Joanne and Rachael went to the bathroom, leaving Andi and me alone. She took the moment, telling me to meet her an hour later at her place for dinner. With that she slipped me a sheet with an address and suggested I leave soon.
I arrived a few minutes late bearing Chinese takeaway. After she buzzed me in I made my way up to her apartment. Just as I was about to knock the door was opened. I barely recognised Andi. Gone was the woman in the jeans and button up shirt, replaced by a vixen wearing a black t-shirt, tight gold shorts and stiletto heeled studded black leather ankle boots.
'I usually only do this with my fiancée, but I am making you an exception. This will happen only once. My toy chest isn't here so I will be making do. Are you happy to submit, or do you want to eat and go?'
'I'll stay and play, thank you.'
'I'm glad, after the hints you've been dropping. I bet you never thought this would actually happen. So, a few things. You call me Goddess, and you do what I say. You talk when I speak to you. I'll tell you when we are out of scene. I take out some frustration, and you might get fucked if you're good. If not, no coming for you. Then we'll eat the food you brought.
'I do consensual femdom. If you're okay and I ask you how you're feeling say "green". "Yellow" means slow down or ease up, and "red" stops everything immediately. Say it if you need to. Is there anything you don't want to do?'
'I don't know Andi.'
'Well have a think. I'm going to put the food in the fridge while you get naked. I want to see what I'm playing with.' She picked up the bags and turned away, adding 'by the way, there's a punishment coming for your disrespect' over her shoulder.
She returned to find me blushing, hands over my hardening cock, looking like an embarrassed teenage boy.
She launched straight in. 'Things I don't do are pet play, electro and scat. I will do anal, maybe, and I want to hit you, and torture your cock and balls. I might put your tongue to a lot of use. And I choose if I give you a blow job, so don't beg. Does all that that sound alright?'
'Yes Goddess, if it pleases you' I answered, the form coming to me from years of watching femdom porn. 'I would only add, Goddess, I cannot have visible marks for work, and I would prefer my skin isn't broken.'
'Ok, good. One more thing, you will satisfy me. If you do a good job I'll be nice, if you do an excellent job you might come too.' She paused, then ordered 'hands by your side.'
'Yes Goddess' I intoned as my hands moved to my side, exposing my rampant cock.
'This will be fun' Andi said, adding 'you have five minutes to get into the bathroom and shave your cock and balls clean of hair. Clean up after yourself, or there will be punishment. Every minute late will earn punishment. I don't won't tell you how to it, but remember that any hair left will cause you a problem. You have been warned. Go'.
I erupted from the bathroom, my hard shaft and scrotum now hairless. Andi looked at her watch and said 'nine minutes. Four minutes of pain coming you way soon. Stand still, hand behind your head.'
She stepped behind me and warmed my cheeks with her hands. Andi worked me over until she was satisfied I could probably take more. 'How are you feeling? Are you ready for something harder?'
'Yellow Goddess.'
'Okay, so some more hand for you?' With that Andi started again, working across my cheeks, her hand hitting me time and again with a hard flicking slap.
After a few minutes the slaps stopped. 'Ready?'
Ready for what? I thought. 'Green Goddess' I replied, jumping off my personal cliff.
I heard the whistle and it didn't register for a split second, and then the red searing pain burned itself across my arse. I yelped.
Andi came around to face me, holding the feather duster she was using as a cane. 'There's more coming for being late, and because I want to.' She reached across to the table and picked up two clothespins. After pulling my left nipple she attached the clothes peg. Another sharp pain, soon repeated on my right nipple. I grunted as they went on. 'Do I need to gag you so you don't annoy my neighbours?' she asked rhetorically.
Before I could even think about an answer she had left the room, soon to return.
'Open' she demanded.
'Yes Goddess' I started to reply. The words stopped in my throat as Andi filled my mouth with a pair of used panties.
'Be good and hold these. I wore them at work today, while I imagined what tonight would be. Do better, or that is the only taste you'll have of me.'
I nodded in affirmation. She disappeared from my sightline, so I prepared for what was coming.
'Ready for more?' I answered with a nod, and the next few strokes exploded across my cheeks.
'Two more, okay?' again a nod, then two of the of the hardest strokes. Tears welled, but I was grateful I didn't need to call red.
'Lie down on your back' was the next instruction. Once I settled she plucked the used panties from my mouth. As I stared up I watched blatantly as Andi slowly unbuttoned her shorts. As she dropped them I found it impossible to draw my eyes away from the panties she wore now. The transparent panel exposed her wide landing strip.
She reached for a handful of pegs, and then deliberately moved to plant her arse on my face. She gave my semi hard cock a few cursory tugs, as though testing it. Before it could rise further pegs were systematically attached along the shaft, crown to balls, nipping the loose skin in.
'Eat' was the instruction. As I set my tongue to work on the gusset of her pants Andi added more pegs. She pulled the flesh of my balls in, capturing folds in the tight jaws of the pegs. Once four or five were on I could feel her rubbing the tight exposed skin. I was ready to call 'red' if she started slapping, but the worry was needless.
Instead of more torture she hopped off, and before I could gather my wits I realised she was taking photos.
'Goddess, no, please' I pleaded, worried about where these images might end up.
She rose out of her crouch and showed me it was my phone she was using. 'I though you might like a memento' she smiled at me.
'Can you take a few more minutes of the pegs?'
'Yes Goddess, yellow' I replied.
I had the image of her perfect cunt burnt into my memory. As she shrugged her panties down the dusty blonde triangle was exposed. As she moved I could see her plump excited folds, inner lips just poking out. I knew more about it as Andi settled on my face, this time giving me open access. She encouraged me to get her off with the promise of the pegs coming off. I knew in the back of my mind that would be agony, but right at the moment I was working with my pride to satisfy her.
'Is this going to an orgasm I remember for a long time, or are you like most men who have no idea what they're doing?' she asked as my tongue flicked across her. Unable to answer verbally I stepped up the action, forcing her enjoy the physical sensations I was offering. The shuddering clenching orgasm came quickly, a surprise to me. As Andi rolled off me she smiled again, as she caught her breath. She then said 'one to remember. I also reckon you'll remember this as she flicked the pegs on my nipples, and then whipped them off. With barely a second to register the searing blood rush she repeated with my cock and balls. Later I realised why some people got off on the rush. I was almost eager for more punishment but Andi chose to slow the pace, to plateau the scene.
As I lay, dishevelled, on the floor, Andi disappeared into the kitchen. She returned with two glasses of water. I rolled over and sat up, but remained on the floor while we sipped our drinks, while Andi sat, rather primly, on a chair wearing boots, a singlet and a smile.
We both let the silence hang for a couple of minutes. Andi then asked 'how are you going. Ready for dinner, or do you want more?'
'More please Goddess. Green.'
'Are you okay? Can you take a bit more?'
