THE ROOM OF PAIN: A TRUE STORY - a Blog Post by spunkycumfun

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9/3/2017 4:32 am

THE ROOM OF PAIN: A TRUE STORY

This post is my contribution to the 34th virtual symposium diligently organised by the cult leaderess, pocogato12. Please visit the Virtual Symposium Group’s #34 SYMPOSIUM TOPIC "PAIN" Link to read other contributions to the 'Pain' virtual symposium.

At the kitchen table I slowly sipped coffee and smoked a cigarette while reading a newspaper. As Cathy got up from her chair in the kitchen she passed me a note. The note read, 'Wait a while and then follow me into the room'.

I didn’t want to wait because I knew what was going to happen. We had been in the room many times before and there was only going to be one ending.

After a few minutes and already naked I walked into the room. The flickering lights of candles mounted on the brick walls and the ambient music being played added to the anticipation of what was to unfold. Cathy, naked over a bench, was waiting for me. Her ample breasts were invitingly squished against the padding of the bench.

I walked over to a shelf next to the bench, picked up a blindfold and approached Cathy. While slipping the blindfold over her eyes, I told Cathy what was about to happen. Pain and pleasure or, rather, her pain and my pleasure.

After firmly tying Cathy’s arms and legs to the bench, I kissed and massaged her back and then her thighs. Cathy’s body started to writhe. I then stood behind her and parted the cheeks of her bum. While gazing at her trimmed pussy, I started to blow and spit on her pussy. A few little pussy kisses followed before licking, sucking and chewing Cathy’s clit. Cathy was wet. I was hard.

I then stood up and walked around Cathy telling her how wet her pussy was and how hard my cock was. My cock just gently touched Cathy’s mouth. She kept trying to lick my cock but being tightly bound she had no chance of reaching my cock with her tongue.

After the cock teasing, I walked away from the bench where many instruments were hanging from the brick wall. I chose four - a paddle, a lash, a tawse and a crop. Along with my right hand, these were the tools of pain I was about to administer.

Returning to the bench and standing near Cathy, I placed my hand on her bum. Cathy knew what was going to happen. My hand started to slowly pat her bum cheeks, gradually the pats got faster and harder.

Suddenly I stopped. Cathy pleaded for more. "Not now, later," I said. As I left the room leaving Cathy bound and stranded on the bench. I returned to the kitchen for what felt like a few minutes but was probably only half-a-minute.

On entering the room I quietly went over to the bench. I smacked Cathy’s bum. Surprised she groaned out for more. Smacks soon followed; her bum started to smart as the smacks got harder. Cathy’s cheeks were red all over.

I grabbed the paddle on the floor and gave Cathy six-of-the best. The lash and tawse soon followed, again six-of-the-best with each. Cathy was simpering. "Harder, harder," she cried out.

Now it was the crop’s turn. I took more care and time in giving six-of-the-best with the crop. I counted aloud each strike amidst Cathy’s screams. I admired the six red stripes I had created on Cathy’s bum.

I dropped the crop onto the floor and held my cock close to Cathy’s pussy. She couldn’t move much but her arched body and gaping pussy clearly wanted cock. I started to slap Cathy’s pussy with my very hard cock before slowly entering her.

Dangling my cock deep inside, my spunk shot into her cunt. I wasn't going to wait. After cumming, I then started to lick her pussy getting my tongue deep inside to lick all my spunk out of her cunt. There was lots and lots of cum to lick out.

Finally, and after a few quick and little pussy kisses, I stood up and walked round to kiss Cathy on her mouth and I then gently removed the blindfold and untied her from the bench. Job done!

Does pain play, or has pain played, a part in your sex life?
If so, are or were you a giver or a taker, or both?

When it comes to pain, I’m much more of a giver than a taker. I always like to be polite!

I found it quite difficult to write this post; I don’t think writing erotica (or even 'pornographica' ) is for me. I’ll stick to doing sex rather than writing about it!

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