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5 ➤ A taste of BDSM pleasures *mature*

To say I was scared would be an understatement; never in my life have I been in a BDSM relationship. Hell I never in my life would I think I would be in this situation yet here I am. I have read books about BDSM and if it's anything like that then I think I'll run for my life. Whips, chains, blindfolds and all that crap scare the shit out of me. Jason opened a draw of his desk and began rummaging for lord knows what, making me even more nervous. "Jason..." I say quietly, hoping he could get the hint that I'm nervous. He didn't reply and I rolled my eyes when I realized why. "Master?" I say in a sweet tone, making him turn around. "I'm nervous... I don't think I can do this." I admit to him immediately when I saw he was holding a whip.

He suddenly took a strong hold of my chin and forced me to look at him. "You signed the contract, this is what you get. I know it may seem scary but you'll be begging for more when I'm done with you." He says in a firm tone. "Now, you're going to be a good girl and do as I say, understood?" he says sternly. I nod my head in fear of his angry tone, not wanting to make him any angrier. "Good." He says before smirking and letting me out of his grip. He suddenly turned his back to me once again and continued to look through the draw of his desk. He turned around and now had ropes in his hands. "Put your arms on the armrests." He told me. I placed my arms gently on each armrest of the chair. He suddenly started to tie my left arm to the armrest which made me feel more and more fear towards what would happen.

After he finished tying my other arm he looked at me while he trailed one of his hands down my body and stopped to caress my inner thighs. I gasped a little and felt the sudden urge to feel his body like last night but I ended up shifting the tight ropes around my wrists, the painful friction between the ropes and my wrists felt like hell but I ignored it, not wanting to get distracted from Jason's magic touch. "This is your first time of BDSM so I'll go easy on you." Jason whispered to me before he started to place sweet kisses my neck. "But I know for a fact you might panic and get scared so before I get started, think of your safe word to use when this becomes too much for you." He told me. I suddenly open my eyes and look at him. Any relationship in need of a 'safe word' is a bad relationship! Yet it took me hours to realize this after I had already signed his contract. I sighed in defeat and thought of what word to use.

"Quickly because I don't think I can hold myself back seeing you all tied up and vulnerable." Jason said. "Three" He started to count. "Um..um" I said, not knowing what word to use. "Two" Jason counted again in a tormenting fashion. Was he trying to scare me to death before we even get started? "Uh..PINK!" I suddenly scream out in panic, earning a look from Jason that said 'seriously?' before he started. He ripped my dress off in one go and dropped what was left of it on the floor.

I was left tied to the chair in my underwear when Liam started to touch my core through my panties. "Oh..." I moaned, desperately wanting more. Liam delicately took of my panties and threw it to the ground and suddenly pushed 2 fingers inside of me and started to push them in and out, making me gasp a bit. He took it out and licked up all my cum off his fingers.

"mmm you taste so, so good baby..." he said in a husky voice, turning me on even more. I was still sore from last night but I didn't care, I wanted him inside of me. He brought his mouth to mine and let me taste myself. The thought of it always disgusted me but now that I know what I taste like I thought differently. Liam's lips tasted quite exotic and yummy. He broke our kiss and took a condom out from his pocket, brought it to his mouth and ripped it with his teeth. He took off his pants and boxers showing me his rock hard cock. He slid the condom on himself before smirking at me. He came close to me and positioned himself at my entrance, gently rubbing me with his cock, making me groan. "Master please..." I begged him.

"What do you want?" he whispered into my ear. "I want you.." I manage to moan out. "Tell me what you want me to do." He demanded. "I want your cock inside of me! Now!" I scream in frustration, only to quickly regret it. "I'm sorry Master!" I quickly say. "Tsk tsk tsk" Jason scolded me as he shook his head while he waved a finger in my face. "Just for that you're getting a punishment." When those words left his mouth I got even more scared. "Maybe I should just not fuck you and leave you tied up the whole flight." He suggested as he smirked. "No please. I'm sorry Master!" I begged as if I were like a child whose toys were going to get taken away. "Since this is your first time I'll over look that little outburst you just had. But if you are going to show me disrespect like that again I will not hesitate to punish you. Understand?" He said as he gave me a look that said 'do as I say'.

I quickly nodded. "Thank you Mater." I said gratefully. "You're lucky you're tied up or I would've spanked that fine ass till it was raw for your disrespect." He told me. "I'm sorry Master." I say again as I looked at my lap. "You are to do as I say from this point onwards." He tells me. "Yes Master." I replied, getting more and more annoyed that he was right in front of me and letting me see his cock. He turned around and took the whip left on his desk. "Although I can't let you get off so easily..." he said, gesturing to the whip. "I'm going to whip you 8 times, and every time I do you're going to be begging for more." He says.

Then, before I knew it the harsh leather of the whip came in contact with the delicate skin of my stomach. "One!" I screamed out. The pain was indescribable but at the same time it felt so hot and sexy; it disappointed me to say but Jason was right, I'm going to be begging for more when this is over. I continued to count as he whipped my body mercilessly. "Eight!!" I screamed. I breathed heavily as he put the whip back on his desk and it disappointed me. "Please, whip me again Jason!" I pleaded.

The desperation in my voice disgusted me but I couldn't help myself; and it made me feel like a damn masochist. "Another time." He said while giving me a smirk. He then got in front of me and positioned himself once again at my entrance. "Is this what you want?" Jason asked soothingly as he ground against my entrance with his cock. "Yes..." I managed to say as I breathed heavily. "Please...I need you." I said as I whimpered. Jason for some reason finally let me have what I want and quickly shoved himself inside of me, making me scream in pleasure.

As he continued to thrust deeply inside of me I let out loud moans and dug my nails in the armrest. I felt I was coming close to my climax and I remembered that rule 4 was to always ask Jason if I could cum or not. "May I cum Master?" I ask Jason sweetly, hoping he would let me find my release. "No." He said as he continued to pound inside of me.

I figured it wouldn't be a good idea to not disobey him so I held it in until it felt like I was going to explode. "Jason please!" I begged loudly. "Cum...now." he demanded. And at the same time, we both had our orgasms and let out one deep moan. Jason rested his head on my chest in silence, leaving the only sound in the room our heavy breathing.

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