Taking a pair of
nail scissors, James trimmed all the long hair from my cunt. He grabbed it in bunches - not that
I'm a particularly hairy woman - and trimmed it short. When all the long hairs were trimmed, James
carefully spread the shaving cream on the skin. He pointed out that he was careful to avoid getting
the cream in my delicate folds, as apparently some women can get a rash from that. When my cunt was
all creamed up, James began work with the razor. He began low down beside my vag ^Å cunt, and
worked carefully upwards. "You missed your real calling" I joked, noticing the care with which
James was shaving me. He laughed, and continued his task. Rinsing the razor between strokes in the
bowl of water, it wasn't long before he finished. He stepped back to admire his handywork, then
paid careful attention to my ass to remove the few hairs in that area. "Mmmm, I think I'm finished
now. Back in a second." James disappeared into the bathroom, returning shortly with a face cloth
and mirror. Firstly he carefully wiped all around my cunt, starting inside the folds and working
his way outwards, until every last hair had been removed. "Do you want to see?" James asked. My
shyness and embarrassment returned. "You should look - your cunt is absolutely beautiful." I
nodded, wondering if I would regret this. James adjusted the mirror until the view was good, and I
surveyed the previously secret part of me. The skin was particularly white, years of being covered
with hair and wearing swim suits had ensured that no sun had ever reached it. With my legs spread
wide, the central slit and labia - sorry lips - were much more prominent. Using two fingers, James
spread the cunt lips to reveal my hole. "See, it's so moist already. I'm looking forward to giving
it some serious fucking." I quivered at the thought, and observed my lips quiver too. Carefully
spreading the cunt lips further, James exposed my clit. It sat at the top of the slit, a small pink
pearl nestled amongst the folds. "See your clit? It's just sitting here, waiting for some
attention. Do you want me to give it some attention? Ask me properly." Ask him properly? What did
he mean? Oh, of course. "James, would you suck my clit?" "Anything else?" "Well, if you finger fuck
me while you suck my clit, I would probably come pretty soon." "Good Sam, you really are getting
the hang of all this." James slid off the bed, and began to remove all the shaving paraphernalia.
"Lift" he commanded, and I lifted my bum so that he could slide the wet towel out from underneath.
It felt like he had still left several towels under there. He dumped all the stuff in the bathroom,
and slid up on the bed beside me. "But I thought ^Å" I began. "I know what you thought. You can
give suggestions - I can ask for them. But that doesn't mean that I have to act on them. There's no
race here, your orgasms will take as long as I want them to take. And believe me, there will be
more than one of them. Soon I will gag you, so that you can scream for mercy when you've come so
many times you think you're going to explode, and no one will hear. But first, I think I'll get
naked and show you what you'll be begging for before long. Having said that, and I'm sure just to
confuse me, James leaned over and began kissing me again. Softly, so softly, his lips brushing mine
and then pressing more firmly. Finally his tongue sliding on my lips and then my mouth opens and
his tongue is diving inside my mouth. My tongue moves to meet his and it is probably the most mind
blowing kiss I've had in all my life. If this experience were to end now, I think I would be
satisfied. James works his tongue and lips down my neck, over my shoulder bones and down to my
breasts. Sorry, tits. First he ignores my nipples. Funny how there isn't a slang word for nipples,
I think. After sucking and licking and kissing all over every inch of skin on my chest, he finally
targets my nipples, sucking, nipping, rolling them in his fingers. Pressure much more firm than I'm
used to, but I like it. I seek it. "You like?" "I like." When James has paid one nipple a lot of
attention, he moves to the other back. Back and forth for a while. I have no idea of time - five
minutes or five hours could have passed. And I'm naked and spread for his pleasure. And for mine
too. And he's still fully clothed! As James slides his teeth over my right nipple, I gasp in
realisation that he's applied the nipple clamp. I fight the bindings - I'm not ready for this
surprise. But I don't use my safe word. It's not the pain, though it does hurt. But it's a nice
hurt. James turns to the other tit. It's hard to relax when I know there's another nipple clamp to
come. Sure enough, after lots of kissing, licking, sucking and nibbling he raises the left nipple
with his teeth and then snaps on the clamp. Aaaah!! Fire!! I see red. I panic. But I don't scream.
James slides his arm under me and holds me close as I thrash against the ties. "You're doing fine.
You're doing great. It's OK. I know it's strange, but you'll soon get used to it. Don't fight it,
just relax." After holding and soothing me, eventually I ease into the pain. Funnily enough, I
don't think it's as painful as his teeth. The pressure is steady, intense but bearable. James holds
me close. "You're doing so well. I'm really proud of you. You've got me so excited." Now that was
the magic word, for I do want to excite him. I realise now how much I want to please him. "You
like?" "Um, not yet. But I might." "Good on you. That's my special girl." James leans over and
kisses me, just once on the lips. "You're doing so well." He reassures again, and kisses each eye
on the eyelid. Then he moves off the bed and stands and surveys the scene. I realise later that the
visual is terribly important for James. I'm lying bound hand and foot, legs spread wide as far as
they go. My bum is raised in the air somewhat to emphasis my clit and hole. My tits are standing to
attention, the two nipples cruelly mashed in their nipple clamps. I get the feeling that James is
liking what he sees. He stands there and slowly unbuttons his shirt, shucking it from his
shoulders. His chest has a small amount of body hair, the two nipples dark brown against his brown
skin. The muscles are clearly defined on his chest and shoulders. He bends over and slips his boat
shoes off, sliding off each shoe smoothly. "You ready for this?" James smiles as he turns to face
me fully, then carefully unbuttons his jeans. He comes to the bed and kneels over my chest. "Undo
my jeans with your teeth." He helps me grasp the metal tag with my teeth, and helps the zip slide
down. It's hard to get the zip over the tight bulge. "I forgot to ask - do you like to suck cock?"
A great time to ask, with one two inches away from my face. I blush. "Well?" "Sometimes." "What
times?" James likes to know all the facts. "I like it when a guy fucks my face. But only if I
really like him". That'll teach him to ask me. "I like sucking the round policeman's hat on the
top. I like swallowing the cum, big mouthfuls of cum. I like the taste and the smell of cock."
"Darling, you're really getting into this. Does it excite you to talk like that?" I thought about
it. "Yes, it does." "Right, see how you get on with this." At that, James pushed his jeans and
shorts down, letting his cock spring free. It's hard - really hard. And it's big. Not huge, or
humungous or enormous or any porn story size. But it's a decent length. My secret trick is to
measure cocks by the handspan. It's easy to do, and the guy never knows you're even doing it. Some
people say size doesn't matter. But that's not true. Sure, it's what you do with it that counts -
but a big one, used well, has to be the best. But I can't measure James' cock as my hands are tied.
I reckon it must be nine inches, about a span and a half. But the best bit is that it's thick. I
think my mouth will be really stretched to take it. Jesus, I wonder if he's going to try to stick
it up my ass! Panic!! "Don't just look at it, do something!" James voice is demanding. So I lean
forward and take the tip of it in my lips. I gently kiss it. James leans forward towards me,
pushing his cock into my mouth properly. "So you like your face fucked, do you? Happy to oblige?"
James voice sounds harsh as he slams his cock down my throat. My mouth is stretched, my jaw open as
far as it will go. He leaves it in for a few seconds, then pulls out. "You like?" "It's a little
bit big for my mouth. I need to get used to it. But it's a lovely cock." "Think about what it's
going to be doing to you today." James climbed off the bed. "Oh, nearly forgot." He leaned over to
my left nipple and tightened the clamp one notch. I yelped. By the time he reached the second clamp
I was prepared and did not make a sound. "That's to give you something else to be thinking about."
James slid his jeans off and stood watching me. His cock sprang free from the forest of dark hair
that surrounded it, his balls hung heavily below. Soon he rejoined me on the bed and began his
ritual of kissing me. I liked the way he paid attention to all of me, despite being tied up and
spread open I felt I was being made love to more than fucked. But on the other hand, I hoped to be
fucked as well. Maybe 'making love' was not really satisfying, maybe I did need to find the
earthiness James was talking about. He kissed his way around my face, down my neck and around each
tit, avoiding the nipples with their metal cages. James kissed/sucked his way down my stomach and
to my cunt. He carefully pointed his tongue, then spreading my cunt lips gave my clit three firm
strokes. I jerked in the ties at the intensity of the feeling, but James had moved off to kiss/suck
his way down my leg. Again he sucked my toes and played with my instep. Straightening up, he leaned
over my chest and tightened the nipple clamps another notch each. By now the urgent stinging had
relaxed into dull throbbing, but the tightening made them sting again. I felt tears come to my
eyes. James studied my face. "You're going really well Sam. They'll come off soon. See if you can
manage. OK?" I had my eyes screwed up tight. "Sam. Open your eyes. Look at me." I did as he asked,
and looked into his eyes. "You're OK. We're in this together. Do you want a break?" Surprisingly, I
shook my head 'no'. "OK love, we'll carry on. I'm so proud of you." James' reassurance gave me the
courage to continue. My nipples were screaming - bolts of pain were shooting from them into my
body. My muscles felt taut as they fought the pain. My fists were clenched, my toes curled. James
noticed all these things. "You need to relax Sam. You're using too much energy fighting the pain.
You need to relax into it. It's like having a sore tooth. Once you know what is causing the pain,
you don't need to fight it. You can carry on." He kissed and held me again, and after a time I
began to relax into the pain, relax into his arms. "This is going so well." James assured me. "It
won't be long now." My mind was beginning to dissolve into the feelings, I didn't even think about
what wouldn't be long now. James kissed his way to my cunt again. He lay down between my legs and
began lapping at my cunt lips. They soon parted with his attention, and he ran his tongue up one
side of the lips, across my clit and down the other side. He gently sucked each lip into his mouth,
stroking it with his tongue while sucking it. "You taste delicious Sam. I could eat you all day."
James dived back into his task, inserting one finger into my cunt hole. Sliding it in and out, he
focussed on sucking my cunt lips and added another finger, then another and then a third. Soon he
was really stretching my cunt with three fingers banging away. Pausing again, James reached up and
adjusted the nipple clamps another notch. I groaned. The pain, which had settled a little bit, rose
to fireworks again. It felt like small explosions were tearing into me. "Sam, Sam, look at me,
Sam." I opened my eyes to look into him. "You're fine, you really are, everything is fine. I'm
going to gag you now. Once you know you can scream freely you will deal with the pain much better.
Do you want to use your safe word?" He waited for my answer. "Sam?" I shook my head 'no'. I didn't
want to continue, but I didn't want to stop now either. My body and mind were strangers to me, the
pain blurring the boundaries but the pleasure pushing its way through. I felt like a collection of
sexual parts, each one separate and each one being pushed to the max. My whole body felt sexual.
"Open your mouth. Wider. That's it." James put a folded facecloth across my mouth, between my
teeth.

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 He slid a tie behind my head, bringing the two ends forward and knotting them over the
facecloth between my teeth. "OK? Sam?" He had to work to get my attention. Everything was so
strange. Arms stretched, legs stretched, cunt stretched. Everything open. Nipples clamped. And now
mouth gagged. I panic, what about my safe word? How will he hear me? "Sam, listen Sam. Sam, look at
me!" James spoke firmly to get my attention. "Here's a buzzer. I'm putting it in your hand. As your
wrist is tied, not your hand, you can easily squeeze it. Squeeze it Sam." I did, a definite
'buzzzzz' emanated. "Just squeeze the buzzer if you need to stop." James slid up and held me in his
arms. "Now, Sam, you're about to go on a journey. I know you can deal with it, and I know you will
be grateful in the end. If it gets too much, you can squeeze the buzzer and I'll stop. You know
I'll stop. But I'm going to blindfold you now too." He sees my panic. "There's nothing to be afraid
of. I'm right here. The blindfold is like the bindings, it concentrates your body on what you can
feel - not on what you can see. You ready for this?" Wearily I nod 'yes'. I feel broken, exhausted.
But I'm not ready to stop. He places a folded cloth over each eye, then ties a tie around my head
to hold them in place. It's not totally black, but I can't see anything other than diffuse light.
James whispers into my ear. "OK?" I nod. "Give me one squeeze of the buzzer if you want to stop,
two if you want me to continue." I squeeze twice. I am entering a trancelike world of my own. James
is here too. I feel his body, sliding down mine. I feel the pain in my nipples as he tightens the
clamps again. This time I do scream, but only a quiet muffled squeak reaches my own ears. It feels
like two fires burning and stinging at my nipples. James strokes my shoulders and arms, avoiding my
tits totally. I think he knows they are at their limit. Soon I feel his fingers fucking me again.
I'm not sure how many, he has thrust them into my hole in one group. But I'm certainly stretched.
Is this what they call fisting? I don't think so, I think that would be painful and this isn't
painful. James fastens his mouth on my clit, and begins to suck. Softly, softly - so soft I can
hardly feel it, then a sudden suck/bite. I scream and thrash against the ties. Again, soft, soft,
then suck/bite. Then his fingers start fucking me furiously, banging against my pubic bone with the
force of it. I've never felt anything like it before. Nothing exists except the thrusting, the pain
in my nipples, the tightness in my muscles, the spread of my legs. I am a slut being finger fucked
by a man, and I am loving it. With one more suck/bite on my clit, I begin to come. Oh Jesus, it's
intense. I am screaming, and screaming - with knowing no one can hear I can vocalise all the pain
and the pleasure. I am thrashing and throwing my body around, the pain is glorious, my cunt feels
violated and stretched. All of me is sexual, I can feel my fingers, my toes coming. One orgasm
finishes and another begins. The waves of pleasure last for a long time, and as I experience them
James doesn't miss a beat. He carries on sucking and fucking as if I were remaining still. Oh it is
exquisite and ecstasy together. As I begin to come back to earth, James moves to my face to remove
the gag and the blindfold. "You were wonderful, I knew you would love it, I knew you could
persevere. I'm so proud of you." He kisses my cheeks and my lips and my ears. "Sharp pain now" and
James clicks the clamp off my nipple. I squeak as the pain flows from it again. "It'll sting just
for a minute while the blood flows back in, then it'll settle down." I trust him now, I know he
knows what he is doing. "Next one", the second nipple clamp hurts more as he removes it, but soon
it too settles to a steady throb. James unties the ties from the bed, but leaves them tied on to my
wrists and ankles. He slips the pillows from under my bum, and settles us both into the bed. It is
a hot day - I have no idea what time it is - but we lie spooned together in the shade of my room. I
feel at peace. Chapter six. Some time has passed. "You OK?" James whispers in my ear. I nod. "We'll
talk about it later." He gently kisses the nape of my neck, then works his way, kissing and
sucking, down my spine. James seems to know exactly when I am ready for more. I was just thinking
about his cock, to which I was only briefly introduced. I reach behind me and find it lying there,
semi-soft and ignored. I don't know what to do. "Am I allowed to touch?" "Yes. Good girl for
asking. You are just amazing at this. For someone who's never even been tied up, you seem to know
instinctively what is going on." I gently stroke his cock. It hardens under my touch, lengthening
and thickening. I love the little rim around the policeman's hat, and the little part that always
stays soft where the two ridges meet underneath it. I guess that's what's left after circumcision.
Whatever, I've always liked it. "May I suck it?" "Yes." I scoot down the bed and study it. What is
it? Is it my new friend? My duelling partner? Whatever, I think I'm going to like it. "Hello" I
kiss the tip of it. One soft, gentle kiss on the slit. Then I open my mouth and give it a good
licking on the top like it was an ice cream cone. Mmm, I like this flavour. I begin to move in the
age old rhythm, up and down on the shaft with my hand, over and around with the tongue. James
groans. "That's great. I really like that. But would you take it all in your mouth soon? I want to
fuck your face - my way. I'll teach you." His words send a gush of moisture to my cunt. I thought
I'd had it for the day, but obviously not. The responses are working overtime today. I continue the
licking and stroking for a bit, then reluctantly kiss his cock on the tip again and move away. "I'm
not sure how you want to do this," I say. James smiles, I know it is pleasing him to know I want to
please him. "First of all, get a glove and some KY from the nightstand." Mystified, I do as I'm
asked. "Grease up the index finger of your right hand. Now, find my asshole and gently push your
finger in. It's nice if you go round and round the entrance with your finger before you push it
inside." Well, I asked him what he wanted. So I lift his leg to see where his asshole is, then rest
the tip of my finger in the entrance. As requested, I move my finger round and round in the small
dip, pressing inward with each circuit. Finally my finger is entering his ass. It feels tight and
warm. I slide it in as far as I am able, then slowly slide in and out. "That's lovely, but there's
something else you need to do. Lie on your side facing my cock, so that you can take it in your
mouth when I'm ready." I wriggle and rearrange myself, finally becoming comfortable. (Well, as
comfortable as I can be with a large cock one inch away from my face and my finger impaled in
someone's asshole.) "Now push your finger in as far as it can go. That's it. This is lovely for me,
you're really pleasing me." I feel a glow of warmth and femininity, knowing I'm pleasing him. This
dom/sub business is certainly not all one way. "Now bend your finger and stroke the wall of my ass.
Like you were beckoning someone." Now this is getting really strange. "Can you feel something?
Aaaah, that's it. That's my prostate. Now stop. Leave your finger there, don't stroke the prostate.
Just move your finger gently and slowly in and out. I want you to suck my cock now. But later when
I ask you, I want you to find my prostate and press against it with your finger. Don't rub it or
anything. Just press firmly. Got that?" This really is getting complicated. I like sucking cock but
this is a lot more involved than I'm used to. James slides his hands to my head. So we are lying on
our sides, facing each other. Except my face is facing his cock. His hands are each side of my
head. And my finger is buried in his ass. Interesting. "Now when I get thrusting, it's great if you
can just relax and let me fuck your face as I want. But I know my cock is big, and it might get
hard to breathe. If you tip your head away from me, but still with my cock in your mouth, you
should be able to breathe OK though. I know it sounds complicated, but believe me the pleasure I
feel is great. And when I come, I usually shoot quite a lot of spunk. It's up to you whether you
swallow it, sometimes it's hard to keep up with it all. You start sucking when you're ready." I've
had my instructions, now I just have to remember to carry them all out. Oh well, here goes. James
gave me such a great time, he deserves the same himself. I lean in and lick the tip of his cock.
sucking gently, I slide my tongue up and down the slit. Up and down the slit, round and round the
tip, sucking all the while. The precum is oozing out, the taste is salty and pleasant. Up and down
the slit, round and round the tip. Sucking, sucking. "I want to fuck your face now." Obediently I
open my mouth as wide as I can, being careful to keep my teeth away from the invading cock. It's a
stretch, but I can make it. Tipping my head back does make it easier to breathe. His thrusting
begins, he holds my head between his hands and really fucks his cock right in. "This is great Sam."
James grunts between thrusts. He is beginning to thrust quite hard now, reaching back into my
throat. The tipped back angle stops me from choking. I can feel his balls swaying and bumping
underneath my chin. "Finger." I've forgotten to do the finger thing. I start groping for his
prostate. "No - in and out for now." James is breathing harder. I relax my head, and let his hands
control my face fucking. He is really banging at me now. The scent of raw cock fills my nostrils. I
am sawing my finger in and out of his ass, trying to time it with his strokes into my mouth. Soon
we are in a good rhythm, fuck fuck fuck fuck, finger in - out - in - out - in - out. "Prostate
now!" James gasps. I thrust my finger right up his ass, and bend the finger. There it is (I hope)!
I press firmly against the ridged lump. James is fucking furiously. "Aaaah" his climax begins. His
cock starts twitching and then convulsing as the spunk shoots into my mouth. He is still continuing
the fucking movement, there's spunk flowing everywhere. I can't even think about swallowing or
doing anything, there just so much of it it's even hard to remember to breathe. "Take it out."
James gasps. I slide it out immediately. His cock spurts some more cum, just as he withdraws it. I
get spunk in my face. I lean forward to catch the last of it in my mouth. Silly really, as my mouth
is full anyway. It's flowing down my cheek onto the towel. I swallow what I can. James lies still,
puffing and trying to catch his breath. He releases my head from his hands, and I lick and suck his
cock to clean it, being careful of the sensitive tip and slit. James strokes my hair, then draws me
up to be at eyelevel again. He looks into my eyes as he leans forward and kisses me, not worrying
about the spunk that is on my lips, my chin, my cheeks, my nose. He sticks out his tongue and licks
some of it off, and then kisses my mouth some more. I realise how stretched and swollen my lips
are. James leans back and studies my face. "You are an amazing woman, you know that? We have done
things together that I could never have done with some women. I might have been able to do it with
some others, after a long time together. But we've done them on our first date." "This actually
isn't a date," I interrupted. "You're right, but I can see we'll have to rectify that small
omission. But for now, come and bathe with me. We both need a rest." James took my hand and led me
to the bathroom. He turned on the taps and added sensual oil to the water, then turned and held me
close, kissing my lips again as we waited for the bath to fill. He knelt down and untied the ties
from my feet. Then he went into the living room, returning with the handcuffs. "May I?" I nod
'yes'. These were in my 'no' pile before, but now I'm happy to wear them. Correction, I am pleased
to wear them. I want to wear them. He undoes the knot on one wrist and snaps on the handcuff, then
repeats with the other hand. My hands are fastened together at the front. The steel is cold against
my body. "You know, I could fall for a woman like you." Did I hear him properly? I looked up, but
his eyes were closed. I could hardly ask him to repeat it. Turning on the spa jets, we slipped into
the water. Me between his legs, resting the back of my head on his chest, his arms around me, we
lay together in the warm, scented water.

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