My name is Joe; my girl's name is Maggie. I am madly in love with her and she is absolutely the best lover in the world, hands down. She is open to almost anything, orgasms and cums like crazy, and makes sure to satisfy her partner every time! We've had many adventures together, some real, some fantasy and I'd like to share this one with the readers of Literotica. Enjoy.
Maggie has always had a dark side to her too; besides liking the standard hetero acts β oral, anal, and vaginal sex - she also enjoys some BDSM, as long as serious pain isn't involved. As a result of knowing these desires, I am always on the lookout for interesting 'opportunities'.
I am fortunate to have friends that are into various kinky sexual things, including Master Steve (who has a basement full of devices and equipment). One day when he shared his particular sexual slant with me, an idea hit me. I mentioned Maggie and her BDSM fantasies to him and asked if I could 'borrow' his basement for an evening. Steve was completely agreeable and gave me a set of keys to the basement door and took me on a tour of his basement so that I could get ideas in advance. The windows were darkened, black and strobe lights were available, eye hooks were anchored in the ceiling studs, foot straps we located on the floor and other custom equipment was present including dildo chairs and restraining machines that positioned the body out spread-eagle, thus allowing complete access. Further, the cabinets were well stocked with lubricants, whips, riding crops, dildos, vibrators, ball gags, cock rings and other devices I had never seen! This was going to be fun.
Maggie had no clue what was going to happen when I took her over to a friend's house on Saturday evening. She gave me a puzzled look when we entered via the basement door, but I wasn't talking. Helping Maggie down the stairs and into the basement, I quickly stripped Maggie's pants off followed by the rest of her clothes. She complained weakly, but her pussy was getting wet. Before she could react, I strapped her arms up to the ceiling hooks and put her feet into the leather floor straps, spreading her legs by 3 feet or so. A stream of complaints came out of Maggie's mouth, but I quickly put an end to that with a ball gag. I started caressing Maggie and whispering in her ear. "You are mine. You are vulnerable to me. You will do as I say, when I say, how I say. You are my slut." Turning off the main lights and turning on the black lights, I put some Goth rock on the CD player β the scene was complete.