Note from Bookbuddy: This series of tails filed under Novel follows a group of like mind people who join forces to create a world where sex and love are separate worlds. They build a community focused on bringing all forms of sexual activity to those pursuing it for pleasure without shame.
New readers, I recommend starting at chapter 1 to understand the characters and background. Everyone else, thanks for continuing to support this tale.
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Dave awoke his dreams lovely warm about his control over his pickup last night, the taxi ride and the spanking, The feeling he had now rather strange, his arms outstretched behind his head and his right leg stretched out, something heavy was on his left leg, fiddling with his ankles. He thought, 'Is this still dreaming or is someone restraining him.'
"What the Fuck." His first words of the morning.
"Oh, you're awake, keep still and I will finish soon." Came the deep female voice from the person on my knee.
"No Fuck Off." He lifted his foot trying to move her off his thigh, but she was too heavy and determine. "What are you bloody up to? Why are my arms tied to the bed? Fuck, are you going to rob me or something?"
"You have got nothing valuable I looked, although that PC setup in your office is intriguing but I couldn't carry it."
"Fuck you're a con artist, and I trusted you." He gave another enormous effort to shift her off his thigh, but failed. Tied down on by both legs restricted his movements.
"That's you restrained, now let's get on to the major business." She turned around and sat splayed on his stomach, her beautiful body naked in front of him, her hand separating her labia as she stroked her clitoris.
"Do you like?" She said as she worked her own pussy with two fingers.
"I do, you said I am just a man, why wouldn't I, every man I know would love to watch you slowly pleasure yourself, but we would all like to move in and help and I can't fuckin do that can I."
"No, you can't. You can taste me if you want."
"Okay, but why tie me up."
"My turn to have control. You got to beat my bum senseless yesterday, it still fucking hurts, my turn today."
"Fuck, where did I find you?" He concluded he was in for something he had never expected, and he didn't even know what it was going to be. He hadn't known her for twenty-four hours yet, and she's tied him to the bed while she masturbated in his face.
"Is this it?" he said, "You're going to rub yourself off in front of me and hope I feel some sort of denial."
"Fuck You!" she spat in his face and climbed off him. She disappeared out of the room. She returned with a spatula in her hand, plastic handle and rubber end.
"Perhaps you'll behave now." She said, moving her arm back. She swung her hand and the spatula directly at his ball sack.
"Fuck!" The pain ran through his stomach and up to his throat. He felt like vomiting. He had never felt this sick or sore in his nuts. Dave's eyes were watering. While struggling to breathe, she hit him again, more accurate this blow struck even harder.
"Argh Fuck please stop, I'm going to faint."
"Fucking behave!" She swung the spatula again, hitting the ball's eye again, tears in his eyes. How long will this last? He might break with this abuse.
"You get the message?" She screamed in his face.
"Yes."
"Yes, fuckin what?" She raised her arm to give him a fourth blow.
"Yes Mam." He said in all innocence. The spatula hit him again with the same devastating power. Complete pain rained through his body. He wasn't sure he would last.
"It's Fucking Mistress." She spat as the fourth blow hit his ball sack.
"Yes, Mistress."
"I'm glad we got that straight because I have big plans for those balls and I don't want to put them out of action too long." She put the spatula down and straddle him again with her pussy in his face.
"Now pleasure me with your tongue and mark my word. It better be good because I won't hesitate in beating your nuts to a powder you germ."
"Yes, mistress, anything you want, mistress." She had beaten him into submission. Fuck, this is not what he had planned. Not enjoying being a sub one bit, the pain not offset by pleasure in his case. He worked from her vulva up to the hood generously
"Now it's time for some fun." She said.
"I need a pee." He stated.
"Tough, I'm not untying you now. You would take over, you're not going to do that. This is my time. You got to call the shots last night. I get to call them today. Hold that pee, isn't that what you told me last night?"
"Fuck you."
"You did, and it was very nice, thankyou and now I'm going to fuck you, or fuck you up, not sure which maybe both." She laughed and stroked his penis. "Come on, baby boy, stand up for me." She spoke to his appendage; it only moved a little, so she swallowed it. He couldn't help himself. He tried to fight being predictable and succumbing, but the feel of her soft wet mouth working up and down on his dick as she stroked his knob with her tongue gave him an involuntary giant stiff cock he had no chance.
"That's what I need." She smiled, and without hesitation, she climbed on it and fucked herself on his erection.
He tried not to enjoy it. Who was he kidding? Although more and more delicate, his bladder aching under the constant pumping, he got little satisfaction, just constant pain from the extended bladder. Even the sight of her cute breasts bouncing up and down as she pumped, or her fingers rubbing furiously over her clit, didn't help.
"Fucking get off you and going to force me to pee in your snatch at this rate." Dave wanted her, but he couldn't. He just couldn't. He'd needed to empty his bladder. This was far from fun.
"Sorry, it's good you're harder than last night. I'll see if I can make it more comfortable for you." With that, she got off his dick and turned around so he only saw her back while she carried on; she was right, it eased the pain in bladder a bit, but not a lot.
He stared at the ceiling and tried to think of something else, but everything came back to his bulging bladder. This was the least fun he had ever had with a woman, for sure. Thankfully, she was not too long before she squealed, working him harder and harder before collapsing.
"Well, that was good for me, sorry it wasn't for you." Climbing off him, she headed into the bathroom. "I need to wipe it down and have a pee before going out."
"Um, I need a pee to, where are we going."
"Your pee can wait, you're not going anywhere and you don't need to know where I am going."
"I can't wait."
"Pee the bed then, you get to clean it up, why would I care." With that, she went to the bathroom, put on her red dress, and left the flat. Dave was alone and tied to a bed with a bursting bladder.
With the curtains still drawn and no noise apart from the little that drifted in form the street the flat took on a scary atmosphere, Dave wasn't expecting anyone, he had a cleaner once a week, but today is Friday and not the day he would expect people. Due at work at eight thirty, but who would notice? They would assume he threw his normal sickie or had a rostered day off. On Friday it happened all the time with other people, not him. He seldom had a day off, especially not without prior arrangement, but nobody would really notice.
With his bladder bursting, he considered with saying to hell with it and wetting his bed or hanging on until she turned up again, if she turned up again. She came with nothing but her red dress, shoes, and knickers. Dave still had the knickers, but she had taken the rest.
Dave drifted off to sleep, woken by his phone, sitting within a couple of feet of him. Dave couldn't reach it; he had no hands to activate any buttons. He let it ring out. Shit, his bladder wasn't in any better state, painfully he tried to move to ease the pressure, but it wasn't much use. Stuck here until the bitch came back. Whenever that was going to be, he would have to put up with it.
Suddenly, the front door banged, and a female voice yelled out. "You awake yet, did you piss the bed or was all that just whining?"
