Serving My Client 09

I was having more and more trouble sleeping. I was setting a new record every day for being in my and Louise's torturous edging session was still reverberating through my body. Monday morning I caught up on things at my house and scheduled some regular massage clients for the week. I heard a car in my driveway and realized it was time for Louise and I to go to Gillian's for our weekly session. I walked out to driveway and took the wheel for the trip. Louise was texting and doing things on her phone and we didn't talk much.

Gillian greeted us and she took Louise into her office to discuss today's plan. I stripped and knelt in Waiting Position in the corner. They seemed to be discussing the session for a long time. Louise came out and instructed me to go talk to Gillian. I went to her office and she motioned me to a chair. It felt a little odd to be sitting in a chair facing her. I was used to be nude and collared around her but usually that was in a scene. This felt like an employee review or being sent to the principal. I was a little self conscious, oddly.

"I want to make sure you are in a good space, Tim. Louise says you are having more a relationship?"

"Yes. I think it is moving that way," I replied.

"And are you okay with that? You're not just being swept up in her explorations?"

I knew what she was asking about. In massage school they talk a lot about transference and people getting feelings for the therapist or client.

"I'm definitely enjoying her journey," I said. "But I think I the path we are taking is good. It does feel like we are becoming more than just client and...whatever I am. Massage therapist or service bottom."

Gillian gave me a long searching look.

"Okay for now. Maybe you and I should get together once in a while. Just for coffee and talk. I want to make sure you are good."

"I'd like that," I replied.

"I also want to make sure you are good with today's session. Louise wants to flog and paddle you enough to leave marks. I need to know what is acceptable to you, if you consent to that and what your limits are. And if you say you are ok with whatever she wants, then I'm ending this session. I need to know what you need."

I nodded.

"I want to be pushed," I said. "I need to find my limits. All my play in the past has been fun, but no one ever really challenged me before. She is challenging me and I want more of that. She made me use my safe word on Saturday."

I described to Gillian how Louise had tormented me with her hands and how I had to tap out to avoid orgasming.

"And you consent to having her take you to your safe word? By flogging or paddling?"

"I do."

"And you consent to her leaving marks on your body?"

"I do, on parts that are covered by regular clothes. Back, ass, thighs."

"Ok. Let's go."

Gillian and I went into the session room and Louise was looking over the collection of paddles, floggers, whips and canes. Gillian asked where she wanted to start, and Louise said she wanted me in the Saint Andrews Cross."

I stood against the cross and Louise attached my wrist and ankles to it. She pressed her body against my back and kissed me gently on the cheek. She went back to the table and discussed the toys with Gillian. Gillian explained that everyone needed to warm up, especially me. I needed to be given time to get into sub space. Somebody hit me with something. It felt like multiple whips, like a soft cat of nine tails. It didn't hurt badly but it still made me jump. Louise established a pattern and the strikes came regularly. She varied the rhythm and intensity and the sensation built up. I was reacting to the strikes, even though they weren't particularly painful. Louise let the strikes slow and then stop and they went back to the table. With a loud slap, a flogger hit my ass. That one stung. Gillian directed her to go slower this time. The impacts were more intense and approaching painful. Louise moved the strikes around so that my entire ass was on fire. I was squirming against the St Andrews Cross and gasping at each impact. Gillian instructed Louise to stop and do a check in. She walked around the cross so she could see my face.

"Are you doing okay, darling?"

I nodded.

"Shall I continue?"

I nodded.

Louise shook her head.

"Say it," she said.

"Please Goddess, may I have some more."

Louise got a huge smile on her face.

"You always say the sweetest things, darling."

Louise went back behind me and she and Gillian discussed the state of my skin. Apparently, my ass was a lovely shade of red and my back was fading, but still pink from the whip. Gillian suggested we move to the spanking bench. Louise released my cuffs and walked me over to the bench. I bent over and lay on the bench and Louise strapped me down. Gillian showed her how to adjust my caged cock and balls so they were under my stomach on the bench and not dangling like normal. That kept them out of the way of any stray impacts.

Louise started in again with the flogger. In addition to working my ass cheeks, she also moved up and down my thighs. I was really getting lost in the sensation now. It was intense and erotic. The vulnerability of being bound in that position with the two women standing behind me just added to the mood. The stopped periodically to assess my flesh and Louise would gently rub my ass. Gillian said it was time to finish. Louise came around and knelt so she could look at me.

"Are you ready, darling? This next bit is going to hurt."

My throat and lips were dry from breathing open mouthed and gasping. I tried to answer but only croaked. I swallowed and licked my lips and tried again."

"Yes, Goddess."

Louise held my face in her hands and kissed my forehead and then went back behind me. With an incredibly loud slap, she smacked my ass with some sort of paddle. Whatever it was it hurt. I was just recovering when she hit me on the other cheeks. Oh my god, I have never felt anything that intense before. And it kept coming. I think Gillian was directing her, but I wasn't sure. I couldn't focus on anything other than the strikes. She moved down my thighs and back up to my ass. She changed angles so she could get the inside of my thighs. And then my mind was gone. All I knew was that my body was awash in the sensation. I don't remember much more until the straps were removed and Gillan and Louise were helping me stand. Louise led me to the couch and she sat down and guided me to curl up next to her with my head in her lap. Gillian covered me with a blanket and left the room. Louise gently held my head and made soothing sounds. My breathing eventually came back to some sort of normal. My body was still screaming at me and flooding me with pain and heat. Louise held me and let me recover. When I felt I was able, I slid off the couch so I was in child's pose at her feet. I wrapped my hands around her ankles and rested my head on her feet. I started kissing the tops of her feet. I wasn't crying but I was close. Not only did my body hurt, but coming out of sub space was emotionally overwhelming. I was hard in my cage and just completely raw after the session. Louise let me hug and kiss her feet till Gillian came back into the room. Our time was up. Louise helped me stand and hugged me tight.

"So, Tim, are you okay?" Gillian asked me.

I looked at her and nodded. I know I had a few tears running down my cheeks. And I really felt exposed. It wasn't the nudity, I was always nude around these two women but the session had left me completely naked emotionally. Standing there naked and collared in my chastity cage before these two fabulous women made me feel so small. Even though I wanted this, I had dreamed about scenes like this, the reality was almost too much. Louise looked calm and collected and fashionable and I was naked, collared, my cock in a steel cage, my body covered in whip and paddle marks with tears on my face. I nodded again.

"I'm okay."

Normally, Louise would leave me to get dressed while she discussed the session with Gillian. This time she led me over to my clothes and helped me get dressed. Honestly, I needed the help. I was worn out. We said our goodbyes to Gillian and walked out.

"I'll drive," Louise said. "Are you up to lunch today?"

"Yes. I'd like that."

I fell asleep in the passenger seat. I woke up when we pulled into the parking lot. I felt a lot better. Just getting twenty minutes passed out on the way did wonders for me. I did wince when I sat down and Louise noticed.

"Tell me the truth. Are you okay?"

"I am. It still hurts. I think it will for a few days, but I'm ok."

"How do you feel about the session? Was it too much?"

I gave her a very direct look.

"It was amazing. I loved it. Was it what you wanted?"

"Yes. Very much so."

The waiter came and we ordered. We chatted about other things. Favorite authors, movies, place we had been. It was a lovely lunch and if it weren't for twinges of pain anytime I shifted in my seat it would have felt like a normal date. We drove back to my house and normally Louise would go home after. On a whim, I asked if she would like to come in.

"I would like that," she replied.

We went in and I poured us each a glass of iced tea and handed one to Louise.

"Take off your clothes, but don't kneel or be submissive. I just want to spend time with you."

I went to my room and undressed and came back out nude. It felt different. Somehow, I felt vulnerable this way. When I was kneeling and serving her my nudity felt proper. It fit the role. Now, I wasn't playing a roll, I was just having an afternoon relaxing with a friend. Louise asked me to show her around the house. She looked over my book collection. Examined the photos here and there around the house. We talked about some of the mementos I had on shelves. We ended up in my massage room.

"Lay down on the table."

I looked at her quizzically.

"Lay face down on the table"

I lay on the table and Louise gently started touching me with just her fingertips. It felt wonderful after the intensity of the spanking. She touched me all over my back, from my ankles to my neck with her fingertips and then gently lay the palm of her hand on me. Then the other hand. It wasn't a massage, more of gentle loving touch. I must still have been emotionally raw from the day. I was crying a little from the gentleness of it. Louise noticed and leaned over and kissed the back of my head.

"Relax, darling. You're safe in my hands."

She kept soothing my body, returning to my ass over and over. It was tender and I flinched a few times, but I finally relaxed and her hands continued gently caressing me.

"Roll over, darling."

I rolled over on the table and she saw my cock straining against the cage and smiled. She started again with her fingertips and then her palms. My front was different. She hadn't flogged or tormented the front of my body, so the sensation was sensual and erotic rather than soothing. I was quickly squirming and breathing hard.

"Look at me."

I looked at Louise. She was smiling. One hand cupped my balls and very gently squeezed them. Her other hand came to my chest and she started rubbing one nipple with a finger tip. I felt myself slipping into sub space again.

"Are you happy, darling?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to make me happy?"

I nodded.

"Good."

She let go of my balls and helped me stand up.

"I'd like to stay the night. Would that be ok?"

"Of course, Goddess."

"Hmmm. I love that."

We had had a very late lunch after the session and neither felt the need for dinner. I led Louise upstairs and to my bedroom. I drew her a hot bath in the big tup and when it was ready I undressed her. I was instantly hard again. Her body was amazing and I was so aroused. I got in the tub first and then she got in and leaned back against my chest. The hot water stung on my back and ass, but it was lovely to hold her in my arms and just relax in the hot water.

"That was the most incredible experience today," Louise said softly.

I didn't say anything. I just let her talk.

"It was powerful for me to take what I wanted. To just release my desire. To give in to the urge to punish you."

She didn't say anything for several minutes.

"Punish is the wrong word. You didn't do anything wrong. And I didn't want to hurt you. Well, I did, but only physically. I wanted more from you. I want to take everything I can. I've taken your clothes from you. I've taken your service, your attention. I've taken your sexuality from you. I've taken pleasure away from you."

Again, she paused for thought for a long time.

"Afterward when I held you, when you had your head in my lap and you were crying. That felt like the most intimate moment I have ever experienced with anyone. And then you went down to my feet and held them and kissed them. That was so powerful for me."

Louise twisted a bit and tilted her head back towards me.

"Kiss me," she whispered.

I did. Gently at first, but then passionately. We broke from the kiss and she rested again in my arms. The water was getting cool and she stirred.

"We should go to bed."

I dried her off and then myself. We slid under the covers both still naked. I spooned her and held her closely in my arms. Louise fell almost instantly asleep. I lay awake for a long time, my cock throbbing in the cage. I wanted so many things. I wanted out of the cage. I wanted to have an orgasm. I wanted to be hard. I want to passionately make love to Louise. But most of all, I wanted her to be happy. I drifted off to sleep eventually. Still hard, still holding her in my arms.