Something a Little Spicy - 14
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Angela laid on the bed and moaned contentedly while Scott massaged
her soft asscheeks. Then he slapped her bottom sharply and told her to
turn over.
She groaned at the new sting and moved to obey his directive. Now
she turned on her back and gazed up at him. Her thighs were opened
slightly, he looked down at the soft curls on her pussy and saw her
excitement glistening on her cunt.
Scott stood over her and took one of her arms and brought it to the
corner of the bed where a pair of handcuffs were attached to the post.
He took the free end of them and clipped it on her wrist before moving
to the other side of the bed.
Angela quickly got the idea and moved her own hand toward the post
and let her other wrist be bound in the same fashion. Her eyes shone at
him when he moved to the foot of the bed and pulled one of her legs
toward the corner and attached a leg cuff to it. Her other leg was
already where he wanted it when he got to the other side.
She was spread eagle on his bed and watched him in fascination
while he looked down on her with lust smoking his eyes. He moved to the
head of the bed and reached his hand behind her neck, holding her head
up. He moved a pillow under her and let her head rest on it.
Angela didn't have the slightest notion of what he was going to do
to her next, but she did know that she was more excited than she could
ever remember being.
"Don't go away" He said. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
She had to giggle at the little joke as he walked from the room.
While he was gone, Angela experimented with the cuffs that were
attached to each limb. She found that she could only move her arms and
legs a few inches, so there would be no getting away until he let her
go.
Scott returned a few minutes later with an armful of stuff. Most
notably a ziploc bag full of ice cubes and a table candle. He brought
it all to the bed and sat down alongside the lovely brunette while she
watched him in a bit of confusion.
"Now" he said, smiling down on her. "I'm going to show you something
fantastic."
Angela got a bit nervous when she saw him pick up a lighter and
light the candle. He set it on the nightstand (It was in a holder)
while he picked a cube of ice out of the bag. Holding the ice in one
hand, picking up the burning candle in the other, he leaned over the
bed and was leaning over her sexy body while she trembled underneath
him.
Her eyes were opened wide when he touched the ice to her left
nipple and held it there with the palm of his hand. Angela squealed and
thrashed on the bed as much as her binds would allow her. Which wasn't
all that much to be honest.
Angela groaned loudly when the frigid cold penetrated her skin and
pounded at her brain. Then Scott tipped the candle and let the hot wax
drip onto her other breast. The heat and the cold together blended to
drive the pretty woman almost to the brink of insanity. She cried out
in pain, in wonder, in need.
The cords of her neck stood out as she lifted her head as high as
she could while bucking underneath him. Her left nipple was completely
numb while the right one was being bathed by the steady dripping of the
hot candle wax.
"Ooooo God!" She cried. "Please stop!!" he stopped, but not the exact
way Angela had wanted him to.
Now he put the candle in his other hand while getting another cube
from the plastic bag. He dipped the candle and let it drip over her
frozen nipple while cupping his ice filled hand over her other one.
The extremes of the ice and the candle were doubly intensified when
they were now applied to her in this way. The hot seemed hotter on her
cold tit, while the cold seemed colder on her wax covered tit.
Her brain tried unsuccessfully to zero in on either of the two
sensations. The cries that came from her lips were more of bewilderment
than anything else. Angela closed her eyes and did her best to endure
the torture.
Now he was moving them lower, moving both of his hands in figure
eights around her stomach. Again, the extreme of cold and heat drove
her up the wall while her stomach got cold and hot at the same time.
Angela whimpered and sobbed in her frustration as she knew she was
helpless to do anything about what he was doing. Strangely enough, her
pussy seeped it's juices in a more liberal manner throughout the whole
thing.
Sexual excitement would have to be the last thing Angela thought
she would have been feeling at this point. But undeniably, there it
was mingling with the other sensations that rocked her long lithe body.
Scott got another cube and moved it over her vulva while the
brunette whined in anguish. Then she felt his fingers moving and
suddenly the invading cold was going inside her sopping cunt.
"Oh SHIT!!!!" She screamed while his finger pushed the crescent shaped
cube into her moist pussy. then the candle was being held over her and
dripping onto and all around her clitoris.
Her pussy throbbed and quickly melted the ice inside of her. He
blew out the candle and set it aside, watching her as she squirmed in
her sensation fogged stupor. Angela's mouth was opened while her body
trembled violently on the bed. Her arms and legs pulled against the
binds to no avail.
Scott undid his pants and pulled them down. his dick was rock hard
and he was ready to fuck her silly. Angela saw him climbing between her
spread thighs and moaned up at him. "Oh god, yes!" She said as she felt
his thin cock slicing between her legs and into her cunt. Her pussy
convulsed around his cock as he entered her easily to the hilt.
He fucked her steadily with powerful strokes. Angela whipped her
head from side to side while his cannonading prick sent wicked sparks
of pleasure to her brain. She sobbed and babbled incoherently as come
after wonderful come had her in oblivion. She enjoyed this roller
coaster ride for several blissful minutes before Scott lost his control
and spilled his load deep within her long body.
Angela floated back to earth as she lounged in the wonderful
afterglow of her wild experience. Her body tingled all over and she was
hardly aware that Scott had taken his weight off of her.
When her breathing got back to almost normal, she looked up at
Scott and gave him a sweet smile.
"That was wonderful.. and terrible all at the same time" He had taken a
towel and was brushing it over her body to dry up the water from the
melted ice and brush the flakes of wax that were on her. "I can't
believe how wild that was." She said to him.
"But I have to go the ladies room. Can you let me go now?" She
asked him with a smile on her face.
"Have to go to the bathroom huh?" He said as he got a key and undid
both ankles from the cuffs that held them open. He took her shoes off
and then undid her garter belt, pulling it down, the straps connecting
to her stockings rolling them off her legs.
"I'll fix you right up, honey" He said as he stood up and went to
his closet. Angela watched in wonder when he brought out a cardboard
box and set it on the floor next to the bed.
Scott sat on the bed and reached into the box, pulling out some
kind of white cloth. Angela looked at it quizzically for a moment,
thinking that it reminded her of a.... DIAPER! her mind screamed at
her.
"Scott.. What are you doing?" She asked with a bit of a quiver in her
voice.
"You said you had to go to the bathroom, didn't you?"
"Yes, but i'd much prefer to go on my own." She said. He shook his
head at her.
"No.. I couldn't have that." He said as he told her to lift her ass up
so he could get it under her.
"No!" She hollered at him, refusing to allow herself to be diapered
like an infant.
"Angela." He said calmly. "Don't be a bad girl." His hand was on her
thigh, stroking it softly. "Now lift your bottom up for me so I can put
your diaper on you."
Angela's face was red and she looked up and decided that Scott was
crazy. "Let me go, Scott. This instant!" She commanded him.
"You're not going to be a good little girl and lift your pretty bottom
for me?" He asked her innocently.
"No! You're not putting that thing on me." She said firmly.
He was twisting her legs until she was almost on her side. Her ass
was uncovered while her shoulders ached from the strain.
"I'm afraid i'm going to have to give you a spanking, honey." He said
softly. Before Angela had the chance to protest, Scott was slapping her
bottom while he held her legs still with his other arm.
Angela cried out in pain and frustration as Scott slapped her ass a
god 15 times in rapid fire fashion. Tears were welling up in her eyes
when he let her legs go and she fell back onto her back.
"Now, are you going to be a good girl and lift your little ass for me?"
He asked her again.
Angela was afraid of what he might do to her next. She sobbed in
defeat as she lifted her hips off the bed and felt his hands moving
under her. He seemed to know what it was that he was doing and soon had
her trussed up in an adult sized diaper. Then he pulled out some
plastic pants and slid them over one, then the other foot while Angela
cried in sheer humiliation.
"There you go, sweetheart." He said to her lovingly. "When you make
in your diaper, i'll come back and change it for you." He leaned over
and kissed her on the lips before she could turn her head away.
Scott had left the room and turned on the television while Angela
laid there and cried unashamed in her frustration and embarrassment. The
insistent need to relieve herself mounted until she felt her bladder
was about to burst.
More than an hour had passed since Scott had left her alone,
handcuffed to the bed with nothing on but a diaper and plastic pants.
Angela sobbed silently when she couldn't take it any longer and let her
bladder empty into the diaper. Once she had finished, she realised that
all the urine was still present in the cotton diaper.
Scott must have been watching a movie or something. It was another
half hour before he came back into the room. Angela was squirming on
the bed while whimpering is distress.
"What's the matter, honey?" The urgency was in her lovely eyes when she
looked up at him.
"It burns! Please take it off" She begged him in a whiny voice.
"Okay, baby. I'll change your diaper for you." He said as he left the
room.
He came back a few seconds later with a wet washcloth. He sat down
next to Angela and took the plastic pants off of her. Then he undid the
pins and told her to lift her ass again as he pulled the soaked diaper
away from her.
Then he was using the warm washcloth on her pussy. Angela sighed in
relief when the comforting warmth was being washed over her. She felt a
lot better now that the diaper had been taken off. But somehow, Scott
was making her feel strange. Angela felt somehow protected by him.
She cooed contentedly when Scott got some powder from the box and
was sprinkling it on her pussy and thighs. She actually began to feel
like a baby while he went on with his task. Angela obediently lifted
her hips without being told to when Scott got another diaper from the
box and put it on her.
Angela was beginning to enjoy the feeling of being pampered like
that. But her arms were aching and she asked to be released from the
cuffs. She rubbed her aching wrists when he undid the cuffs.
She sat up as Scott was moving around the room cleaning up some
things. "Hey" She said "Don't I get a pacifier?" she asked him with a
little giggle. Scott went back to the box and reached into it. Sure
enough, he pulled out an over sized pacifier.
Angela looked at it for a moment while he held it out to her. "I
think" she started, reaching up and undoing his pants. "That i'd much
rather suck on this." down came his pants and she leaned over and took
him deep into her mouth.
TWO MONTHS LATER
Bridgette had just gotten dressed and was sitting at her mirror
shaking like crazy. Angela walked into the room and sat on the bed. The
two sisters studied each other for a moment before Angela spoke.
"Daddy would have been so proud of this day." She said. Bridgette
turned to the mirror and picked up her hairbrush, making one or two
last minute adjustments.
"How many people are out there?" She asked her younger sister.
"About 45 or so. Are you nervous, Bridge?" She had finished with the
hairbrush and was now using hairspray to keep it in place.
"A little. I guess that's normal." Angela smiled at her. "What about
you, Angie? Are you ok?"
"I'm great. Scott and I are going to move into a bigger apartment next
month. So we can have a play room." Bridgette giggled at her.
"Both of you are crazy!" Angela laughed and nodded her head.
"I suppose we are, at that." Then she got serious. "Is this really what
you want, Bridge?"
"Yeah, this is what I want." She said simply. Angela stood up.
"Okay then. I'll go tell them that you're ready."
Bridgette stood and hugged her sister tight. "I love you so much,
Angie!" Angela put her arms gently around her sister. "I love you too..
But don't start crying, this is supposed to be a happy occasion,
remember?"
"How can I forget!" Angela walked from the room and returned a moment
later.
"Okay, big sister. It's showtime."
The familiar sound of the Wedding March filled the room as Angela
slowly escorted her sister into the living room where James and Jason
stood waiting near a corner. A justice was standing and chatting with
them when the music had started.
Angela and Bridgette walked to where they were waiting. When they
got close enough, a smiling James took Bridgette's hand and turned
toward the justice.
All around the room, stood their friends and relatives. A few had
cameras and were taking pictures. The service was a simple civil
ceremony and within 10 minutes, James and Bridgette were pronounced
husband and wife. When they kissed, Bridgette whispered in his ear. "He
means master and slave."
After the obligatory toasting, everyone started to celebrate the
occasion. Looking around the living room. We see Anna, standing with
Jason and Vickie.
Anna had moved into their home 2 months before and embarked upon a
truly wonderful relationship with the couple. She was able to conduct
her business at their house and still be able to enjoy both of them,
and their company. Although the beginning almost turned into disaster,
everything had been worked out fine.
Angela stood talking to Scott and one of James' friends in another
part of the room. They're one night in his apartment 2 months earlier
blossomed into much more. Even though she was dressed elegantly, Angela
still looked at people and wondered if they knew that she always wore a
diaper. The day after their dinner, he had taken her to a drug store
and bought several boxes of disposable adult diapers.
Angela had been reluctant to wear a diaper to work. She protested
loudly when Scott told her to. But he flipped her bare assed over his
lap and gave her a sound spanking, she agreed to do as he wanted. She
was careful not to wear anything too clingy for fear of having anyone
see.
She loved the feeling of having someone pamper her and take care of
all of her needs. And in return, he used her body for his, and both of
their pleasure. Angela was able to get whatever she wanted, whenever she
wanted by simply acting like a baby. Their current relationship suits
her fine.
And then, there's the happy couple. Bridgette had given herself
totally to James, becoming his slave. As his slave, Bridgette insisted
that he keep a tight rein on her. Meaning that she wanted to be
punished for every little thing she did wrong. Which was, at least 4
times a week.
And during these frequent punishment sessions, Bridgette never
failed to turn into a sexual dynamo and completely drain him of his
energy.
Talk to Anna, Jason, Angela and Bridgette, the submissives who give
their body freely to the dominant to do with as they please. But each
one of them know, that the farther they submit, the more they give
their bodies to their master or mistress... The more the dominant
becomes putty in their hands.
Yes, James, Scott, and Vickie have power over their charges. But tell
me, who has the REAL power here?
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
In writing this, my third book dealing with the world of B&D. I've
tried to take a more lighthearted look at the whole scene. As in my
earlier works, I invite you the reader to send me your comments about
what you have read.
In fact, about the only way I can tell how many people are reading
my stuff, is to hear from them in mail or in chat. I ask you to take a
few seconds to drop me a line and at least tell me that you've read the
book(s).
I do intend to keep writing, but as of this date 9-7-89. I don't
have a clear idea of what I want to do next. But you can be sure that
it WILL be hot.
Thank You and enjoy the reading.
Robert 42
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