The Initiation

She lay on the cold, metal table, vulnerable, naked. Her eyes were closed as she took deep breaths, trying to relax. She couldn’t tell if the shivers she was fighting off were from anticipation or the chilling air against her nude flesh. Her eyes snapped open as she heard the door open, but it did not matter, all she saw was the blackness caused by the blindfold that covered her eyes.

His low, guttural chucker made her flinch. She could feel his eyes running up and down the exposed length of her body. “Hello little one.” He said, his footsteps near the table. She felt herself tend, although she tried to remain calm. “Do not be afraid, remember, you agreed to this.”

This was not a lie. She knew that, to become his sub, and to enter into a sexual relationship with him, she must undergo his initiative. Naked, blindfolded, laid out for him to do as he wished. However, she did not know what to expect. There were, of course, safe words, but she even doubted her ability touse those. Her requirements were simple, remain still, remain quiet, and do as he asked.

He was by her head now, she could tell by his footsteps. She could almost feel the heat of his body. His fingertips grazed her forehead, lightly drawing their way down to her chin and then up to her lips, running across her soft smile from left to right. She became calm, trusting his touch, and somewhat excited. He stepped to her side and ran his fingers down her throat, between her round breasts, and down to her belly button.

She understand better now, he was teasing her. Her breath quickly in anticipation. He placed his other hand on her stomach and split his hands, going down to her hips and down to her toes. He lifted his hands. “You are very beautiful, little one.” He said giving her a sense of reassurance. “Thank you, Sir.” She said softly before feeling the harsh sting of his hand slapping her inner thigh. “Silence.” He ordered sharply. She felt a rush of embarrassment and excitemp.

His hands firmly grasped her breasts, causing her to gasp. He let this involuntary sound be excused as his grabbed and gropeed her full, round breasts, moaning softly to himself. Her nipples hardened under his warm hands, her mind going wild with possibilities. He fanned his fingers out, catching the tips of her nipples against the pads of his fingers. His right hand began pinching and pulling her right nipple, rough, bordering the line of pain as his left hand lightly and erotically caressed her left nipple. The mixture of feelings drive her mad, fighting to keep herself quiet, involuntarily arching her back.

“You like that you little slut?” He said, his voice hitting a carnal, animalistic growth. His left hand began pinching and pulling as well. She had never experienced pleasure from this kind of pain before. She felt herself became increasingly aroused, knowing that if he looked between her thighs, he would see a sweet sticky mess of her juices, and she wasn’t sure how he would react to that.

Amidst her silence, he twisted and pulled her left nipple, harshly, no pleasure involved. “You answer me when I ask you a question.” He demanded. “Yes.” She whispered, having trouble getting the word out of her mouth. “Yes what?” He yelled, emphasizing the second word, twisting her nipple even harder. The pain was excruciation, as punishmentments should be. “Yes Sir” she responded, his grip lightening immediately. He took her left nipple in her mouth, suckling and licking softly. He was driving her mad. His mouth felt amazing, warm, and wet, encasing her small, pink, hard nipple.

And suddenly, all of the pleasure stopped. His touch vanished immediately. She looked around, wide-eyed, for him, but of course could see nothing behind the blindfold. Was he close? Had he walked away? In her ecstasy, she had quit listening to his footsteps. She was lost, she didn’t know where he was. Her pleasure turned into panic, until she felt the warmth of his wrist on her hand.

He lifted her hand gently to his swollen crotch. She felt a rush of surprise and desire. “I want you, little one.” He said, she continued to massage his erection as she heard him unzip his pants. He placed his engorged penis in her hand only long enough for her to gain a cloudy understanding of its size and girl before stepping away from her hand and up to her head.

He grabbed a fistful of Her hair, turning her face towards him, He pushed the head of his erection to her lips, and she parted them enough for him to thrust his length fully into her mouth, causing her to gag. He moaned, petting her head. “Good girl.” He said softly. “Make your Master cum.”

He pulled out enough for her to gain control and released his grip on her hair. She sucked his dick, pulling her lips tight, running her tongue around his girl as she moved her head up and down at her length. Her focused intently on pleasure him, gaining a sense of accomplishment and pleasure from his approving moans. She was so intently focused on what was happening in her mouth, she did not hear or sense the other movements he was making.

She barely even noticed him playing with her breasts until she felt the piercing pressure of a metal clamp on her right nipple, followed by her left. She felt the thin chain running between the two, and a third chain dangling off the table, which she did not want to envision where it would go.

She did not get to distract herself long as he pulled himself out of her mouth. “Now listen here, my little slut.” He said, putting a hand on the inside of her right tight, causing her legs to spread. She knew what he was seeing now, her thoroughly moist lips, open and inviting. “If you are good, if you learn not to make noise as I pleasure you, then you will get more pleasure. However, if you cannot control yourself, and make any noise except to ask for orgasm, you will experience pain. If you cum without asking, you will experience pain. If youunderstand, nod your head.”

She slowly nodded her head with certainty. “My aren’t you an excited little cum slut?” He asked, wetting his finger in her juices before opening her lips and teasing her clip. The excitement was intense. She fought to remain still, she bit her lip to keep herself quiet. She wanted so badly to please him. “Good girl.” He said, slipping two fingers into her. He began thrusting his fingers in and out, slowly, testing her. She continued successing.

He stepped away and she heard a buzzing sound. She, once again, snapped out of her moments of pleasure as her mind began racing. Was he going to shake her head? Tattoo her? He could do anything, would she be able to handle whatever he gave her? When the vibrator hit her cliporis, she learned that no, she would Not be able to handle it as a loud moan escaped her lips. The vibrator was immediately removed and her pussy was spanked, causing her to shirt in pain.

She felt him tug on the chain that connectted her two nipple clamps. The third chain, the secret chain that she did not want to think about, and she now know its purpose. She know better than to let her pleasures for compassion escape her lips as the metal nipple clamp closed over her engaged cliporis. The pain was intense, and she knew better than to go against his orders again.

“I warned you.” He said, grabbing her hips and pulling her towards the end of the table. He forced himself between her legs and shoved himself into her without warning. The pleasure was intense as he fucked her hard and fast. Animalistic sounds filled the room from him. She felt herself reaching the peak, the pain on her cliporis turning into pleasure. “Please Sir, may I cum?” She begged.

“No.” He grunted shortly as he continued fucking her. “Please sir, I can’t hold it.” She begged, knowing that without a pause in his rhythm, she would not be able to hold back. “I said no, slut, and if you cum on my dick right now, you will regret it.” He ordered. However, he wasn’t even halfway through his sentence before she caught herself in a wave of pleasure, cumming very harshly on his dick.

His anger was fierce. “You little slut.” He yelled, removing himself from her pussy. “You little selfish slut!” He yelled again. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her off the table, flipping her in one smooth motion and putting her stomach against the cold table. The chain connecting the three clamps caught, pulling her clamp tightly on her clip. She screamed in pain, and he spanked her ass before spreading her cheeks and roughly entering her ass with no lube or preparation. She felt her asshole tearing against his big, wide dick. However, the pleasure for him only increased. Tears stung her eyes as he continued thrusting.

It wasn’t long before he filled her ass with his warm, sticky cum. He collapsed on top of her, pushing her further into the table, breathing heavily, their sweat mixing into one wet mess. He pet her head sOften, reaching between her legs and removing the clamp from her clip, rubbing it softly. “Good girl.” He said. “Are you sure you still want to be mine?”

“Yes Sir.” She replied softly. It was only the beginning.