Louise regularly watched BDSM porn whilst masturbating. She had stumbled upon it years ago when she was in her teens and it fascinated her, shocked her and ultimately, she discovered that it aroused her much more than regular porn.
Opportunities to explore her viewing fetish for real were few and far between and on the odd occasion when a guy professed to know about BDSM, he did not! If that wasn't bad enough, when it appeared that a guy may be interested in exploring with her, it would never progress passed a couple of slaps on the arse.
One guy couldn't stop apologising when he wacked her arse really hard on the first slap whilst he was fucking her in the 'doggie'. He was a big, strong dude and his day job was a roughneck on an oil rig. He was used to heavy labouring tasks for long periods of time in difficult conditions yet when presented with the perfect form of Louise's creamy white arse cheek, he didn't know what to do. He hit it once like he was slamming home a pipe length on a drill stem. Her whole body quivered with the force of the blow and she screamed loudly. Having no idea of what BDSM was about or the connection between a potential sub and impact play, he recoiled in horror at hurting the beautiful naked girl kneeling in front of him. After the initial scream and as the pain subsided, she realised the sensation had made her wetter and that she wanted more.
To her dismay, he apologised. Internally she groaned and responded, "No, No, it's ok... do it again."
He said, "No I can't do that, I'm hurting you!"
Louise's desire had not yet subsided so her follow-up reply was quick.
"No seriously, I want more. Do it again and fuck me harder too!" Her tone was almost pleading.
The hapless Roughneck smacked her again but at a fraction of the force of the first blow. The impact hardly registered in her brain. She sighed audibly in frustration.
"What's wrong?" His question was equally useless.
Shortly afterwards Louise made an excuse of having to get up early for work and left his apartment. The Roughneck's expression as she closed the door said it all.
He looked confused!
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The look on Louise's face told Bodie two things.
One: She had never seen a paddle or a flogger in someone's hand before for real.
Two: She was anxious.
He smiled warmly at her and her expression softened a little, but only a little.
"For the benefit of my beautiful assistant, I will describe what I'm holding. I have a ....."
"Ahhhh...... Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.... Permission to cum Sir?"
"No, you may certainly NOT have my permission to cum Louise! You know the rules. I said you will NOT orgasm until I give you permission. Asking me for permission is not the same thing!
"Ye... ahhhh.... Fuck..... Yesss...... Ss..... Sir!"
Louise wanted to so desperately back away from her position in front of Monique. She desperately wanted to reach down with her hands and push the wand away from her wanton cunt which was 'screaming' out to orgasm but Bodie's neat rope work physically denied any possibility of this happening!
His smile was now pure wickedness. She had not seen this expression before and it was both fascinating and unnerving at the same time.
Louise tried with all her concentration to focus on the connotations to his expression, anything to help her decrease the extreme level of arousal inbetween her legs and her brain but it wasn't working as well as she hoped.
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Handsome Deviant
RomanceIn primary school Bodie knew he was different from the other boys. The way he thought about girls and how he spoke and played with them was way beyond his years. As a teenager and then into his early twenties his escapades evolved and matured into...