As I stood outside the blue door wondering why I was here. Of course that was unfair. I knew why I was here, after all I'd told Kate which dungeon to book and when to book it. But that had only happened after she called me saying she had an itch she needed to scratch. I still wondered why I'd said yes.
I pressed the doorbell and a kindly faced older gentleman opened it and invited me inside. 'Your lady friend has already arrived sir' he said. I pushed open the door he indicated and stepped through letting it close softly behind me.
Kate was sitting on the large bed. She stood as I entered wearing a large sweater, jeans and blue pumps. She looked nervous but excited.
I walked over to her and kissed her deeply, gripping her blond hair in one fist as I tilted her face up to mine.
I broke away and smiled at her. 'Would you like a glass of wine?' I asked. She murmured her assent and as I turned to get the bottle from my bag I said 'You're wearing too many clothes. Strip to your panties.'
She took off the jumper and the light cotton slip she was wearing under it as I located the glasses and opened the nice chilled bottle of white Rioja. Her bra came off and she turned away from me to take off her jeans. As she pulled her jeans down I could clearly see a rectangular outline pressing on her black lacy panties.
I walked over with the glasses of wine and ran my hand over her tight bottom feeling the base of a butt plug securely wedged inside her. 'Someone is feeling naughty.' I said. Kate straightened and looked over her shoulder at me with such a mischievous look in her eyes saying 'I've been practicing.'
I smiled, handed her the wine and took a sip of the cool, refreshing Rioja. I led her by the hand through to the play room.
Ropes, ties, whips and paddles hung from the walls. Boxes of toys sat underneath. In the corner was a St. Andrew's Cross. Two slings were suspended from the lattice of steel bars that crossed the ceiling and in the middle of the room stood a padded horse with straps down the legs.
I walked her over to the wall and asked her to select two of the floggers. She picked a heavy square leather paddle eerily similar we'd had back in the day and a slim cane with a curved handle.
I bend down and pull a hitachi magic wand from the toy box and ask her to choose a gag. She took a long look at the variety of gags available and surprised me by choosing a ring gag with straps across the face.
As she turns to hand me the gag I kiss her again running my fingers over her nipples, feeling them stiffen as I gently caressed them. I take a set of nipple clamps from the hook on the wall and attach them to the swollen buds drawing the chain behind her neck so the chain slightly tugs the nipples up.
We've reached the cross by this point. I look down at Kate. Standing there in her little lace panties with the chain from the nipple clamps running from her breasts around her neck. She looks a little more nervous now. She ducks her head and has another swallow of wine. She doesn't realise how sexy she looks.
I take the glass from her hand and place both glasses on a low table then guide her to the cross. I strap her wrists high above her head so she's facing the wall.
I run my hands over her neck and shoulders gently massaging them. Moving slowly down her back, rubbing in slow, gentle circles. I reach my hands round her body and cup her breasts, tweaking the clamps attached to her nipples. I'm nuzzling her neck as I stroke my hands down her belly to the top of her panties.
I run my hands over her panties. Lightly teasing her mound before moving down and rubbing her inside thighs. I hear a slight sigh of disappointment as I skirt close to her pussy and smile to myself. I notice she's started to arch her back sticking her butt out. The outline of the butt plug stop clear through the thin cloth of her panties. I grip the stop gently pulling. Not enough to pull it out of her but just enough to change the sensation inside her.
Picking up the cane i start on her calves. Lightly swishing up her legs until I reach just under her bum. Slightly harder strokes now as a land half a dozen slashes across both cheeks. Kate is making that odd sound she always makes when she's beaten. Something between a yelp and a moan.