One of the most enjoyable moments is always the short moment before the first kiss. That’s the moment when everything can go wrong. Inept guy, bad breath, rough lips. But if everything goes perfectly, you’re unlikely to forget your first kiss. That was exactly what happened that time, but the first night was something out of the ordinary, namely becoming a slave, but it’s better to start from the beginning.
my name is Vika. I am a simple girl from the suburbs, and fortunately I managed to get into a university in the capital. The appearance is quite decent, not without flaws. But they can be attributed to a lack of exercise. There is something extremely unfortunate. An ordinary, tall student 175 cm, with small breasts of size 2, a slightly bulging ass and a slender but not trained body. Not blonde or brunette. Now it’s fashionable to call them blondes. It’s a cross between two extremes. So now I’m in my third year and recently I was lucky enough to meet a graduate of this university, whose name we’ll keep secret;)
I’m not going to be modest and tell you that I’m a naive simpleton who lives in a hut with a sweet paradise. Like most, if not all girls, I also want to be rich and beautiful. Therefore, getting to know the capital’s major became an excuse to look even better and get rid of the remnants of modesty. But it didn’t seem to bother my chosen one much, and I soon found out why. By the way, I forgot to tell you about this guy. He’s a little taller than me, fair-haired, well-built, and, perhaps, for the sake of my story, I’ll call him Vladimir, otherwise you never know what. The first thing that catches your eye is the piercing gray eyes, with an almost metallic tinge. And under the gaze of his eyes, I almost melted, then trembled. It feels quite strange. So soon I found myself in his apartment, after another date, and looking forward to sex. Scenes from the book “50 shades of Grey” were spinning in my head, for some reason I wanted just that, or maybe something tougher. I think that a successful person must have some kind of sexual oddities, otherwise where to spend the money? Pots of flowers?
After a couple glasses of wine and brief conversations about nothing, we finally got close enough for that kiss. At the same time, rough and gentle touches made me tremble, and when our tongues parted, I heard a rather intriguing sentence.
โ Vika, I have to warn you right away, I’m already tired of regular sex. You can agree to experiment, or I can call you a taxi.
“And what do you suggest?”
โ What do you know about BDSM?
โ Not too much, but I’m interested.
“Then follow me.”
We were approaching one of the rooms:
โ And that it will be a red room?
“It’s not a movie or a book, but some of the points are plausible,” I heard in response.
When we crossed the threshold, I was a little shocked, but even more intrigued. A fairly large loft-style room with dim lights and a lot of gadgets. Probably, each one has its own name. There was something resembling a shoe block in the middle, and now I know it’s a St. Andrew’s Cross. Chains, hooks, whips, ropes, various toys, clips and much more. A really unusual collection.
“Now you’re here, and it’s too late to give up,” Vlad’s voice sounded behind me.
Honestly, I wasn’t even going to. It was a little scary, but also interesting to try.
โIt’s going to hurt a little,” with these words, he abruptly pulled my hands behind my back, handcuffed me and led me into the depths of the room.
โ Will we have a SAFE word? โ I tried to be playful, but I came to the wrong place at the wrong time.
โ It should have been, but I’m not in the mood for easy games today. I’ll just see what you’re capable of.
Before I could figure out what was happening, he twisted my arms and hooked the handcuffs on some kind of chain, and then abruptly brought me to my knees.
โ It hurts! Nejโฆ – but my indignation was interrupted by a strong slap in the face.
โ Keep quiet. You could have left, but you stayed. You’re my slave now. And you have no right to talk without my permission.
After a couple of moments, I was forced to kneel, my arms twisted even more behind my back, and my shoulders hurt more and more. Soon my feet were chained to the floor, and I regretted putting on shoes that Vlad was in no hurry to take off, and they caused a lot of discomfort. It was scary to talk without permission. Vlad crouched down in front of me.
โLook, it’s weird, it’s a little scary, but maybe you’ll like it. I have no desire to go through all the stages step by step, to introduce you to the so-called contracts, etc. So let’s get started soon, I have a feeling you’re going to be a great bitch. Is everything clear to you? Just nod.
I nodded. It was too late to be indignant, so at least we just have to get over it. Especially since it might happen to me beyond what I’ve seen in porn. He stood over me, unbuttoned his fly and exposed his penis. In general, nothing unusual, quite large, cropped. An attempt to turn away turned into a lash. I had to open my mouth, I wanted to act as treacherously as possible and use my teeth to teach a lesson. But he drove his penis so deep into his mouth that it would never have been possible to close his jaws.
“Don’t even think about it, I know how to handle whores like you.
He fucked me mercilessly down my throat for a while. The dress was quickly soaked through with sweat and saliva, and tears flowed down her face along with mascara. I didn’t see much, I just felt it. The chains loosened for a while, Vlad cut the dress, threw aside my shoes, it became a little easier, and then I had to say goodbye to my favorite underwear.
You know, it only looks like rape, and since I was trying to relax, I started to get some strange pleasure from what was happening. In a few moments, I was suspended by my arms from the ceiling, and my feet barely touched the floor. Vlad started checking the lashes on me. Completely different. The blows hit my chest, pussy, ass. With every touch, red streaks remained on my delicate skin. The screams were already in my head, and when there were steel clamps on my nipples, I almost fainted.
โ Okay, that’s enough for the first time. There’s still the whole night ahead, and you still came for sex.
When he released me for a while, I almost fell to my knees. Resistance was useless, she just followed the gentleman to some stocks. Soon I was firmly fixed in the cancer pose. It was difficult to move. The lighting in the torture room became even dimmer, and at that moment I felt the lubricant running down my ass and pussy.
“Not there!” You are welcome! โ but my indignation was interrupted by a strong blow with a leather whip on the striped buns.
โ I told you to keep quiet.
Now I was sobbing uncontrollably. He didn’t have time to find out that this hole was still virgin, but he probably guessed. And yet he was not interested in it. Vlad first inserted a small vibrator into my pussy and played with it for a long time. Turned it on, turned it off, and turned it on again. It is unclear how long this lasted. But by the end of these pranks, I was already trembling with incredible pleasure and was just one step away from orgasm, even despite everything that had happened to me. After this already very pleasant execution, he inserted his tense penis between my buns and began to fuck me hard. It may have hurt, but the burning sensation I felt in my anus suddenly became indescribably pleasant. After bullying my joints and slashing my body, I completely concentrated on anal sex. And when the vibrator turned on in my vagina again, it became impossible to restrain my moans. I came so violently that it reverberated in every corner of my body. And when I felt the cum filling my anal, I sprawled weakly on the device I was attached to.
โ I see that you liked it. โ Vlad quickly freed me, changed the fastenings to some kind of handcuffs and fastened me to the bed. โ I’ll give you an hour to rest, and then we’ll get acquainted with other pleasures.
I didn’t show it, but I was already eager to continue, and this was just a part of what was waiting for me that night. And even less of what I learned the following week.