The tale of TAILS
Well, as most of you know last Saturday was my birthday. I had a date, as is normal for a birthday girl to do. A man I’ve been seeing for awhile, in fact. He wanted to cook me dinner for my birthday and I gladly accepted. After all, a girl needs to eat, but not cook. So, I packed my overnight bag (yes, it’s that sort of a relationship, lol) and headed over to his place about 5PM.
After a few glasses of wine, relaxing and talking a bit, he started dinner, which was delicious, by the way. Served to me with a smile and I never lifted a finger. He even made me a cake, sweet boy. Little did he know at the time he was going to be the best birthday present I’d ever had.
You see, he had been hinting for some time now that pain and some forms of torture were interesting to him, but I had yet to act on it. I prefered to make him believe I wasn’t really interested in “playing” those kind of games. As we sat on the sofa, snuggling and holding hands, watching a movie, I was plotting the scene in my mind. My panties were becoming soaked at the wicked thoughts I was entertaining and I couldn’t contain my excitement much longer. I glanced at the clock and was grateful to see it was approaching 10PM. I was sure he’d be ready to get to bed soon, so I suggested we get ready for a night’s sleep.
I know this man so well already. He stood up and turned off the television, took both the wine glasses into the kitchen and began to straighten up the kitchen, just as I knew he would. I took the opportunity to slink into the bedroom, reach into my case and slip a few items into the nightstand drawer on my side of the bed. Then, I changed into a long black satin gown and went to brush my teeth.
When I returned, the candles were lit in the bedroom and the sheets turned down. He is always this thoughtful and I’ve come to expect it, as it should be. But this time he was in for a surprise.
I walked to him, and reached down between his legs while I kissed him gently on his waiting lips…..”mmmm, can we do without the candles tonight?”, I said. “Certainly”, he replied. He proceeded to blow out each one until he reached the last one on the nightstand next to me, and I told him he could leave that one and I’d blow it out in a minute. He complied and stripped off his shorts to slide into bed. I slid into bed next to him, sliding my body against his and rubbing my nails on his chest. He has very sensitive nipples so I made sure to brush my fingertips against them slightly. I felt him harden against me but I feigned ignorance and turned my back to him, pressing my ass against him. I know how he likes that….lol.
Soon, we were caressing each other and it was getting very warm, gently exciting each other…tongues and fingers everywhere….I slipped my gown over my head and slid my body on top of his, just sitting, straddling his lap and tracing my fingers up and down his chest. Then I asked, “Do you mind if we try something different?” “It’s your birthday, baby…anything you like,” he answered. I reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a long red silk scarf. “Could I blindfold you?” I asked. “ok,” he replied with just a hint of hesitance. I tied the blindfold tight and firm, I was sure he couldn’t see a thing. Then I leaned in to kiss him, taking his hand in mine and moving it over his head….then reaching for the other one, still kissing him gently….I slipped my other scarf around his wrists, being sure to wrap them in a criss- cross fashion that I was certain he couldn’t get out of. “Hey, I thought you said blindfold”, he said. “But, it’s my birthday, right?” I asked. “Yes,” he replied. “Whatever you want”.
At that point I asked him, “I want you to remember a word for me, can you do that?”, “Yes.” he said with some impatience in his voice. I said, “remember the word “EGGPLANT”, I want you to use it when you honestly, and truly want me to stop”. “OK”, he said.
From there it was a delicious and wicked night. The candle came in handy for dripping slowly down his chest, nipples, and the insides of his thighs….he would gasp occasionally but never said a word. I proceeded to start biting him.., his neck, ears, shoulders, the inside of his arms, under his arms and his ribs…working my way down and making the bites harder with each pass and intensifying the pain by digging my fingernails into his body at various times. I could feel him wince and gasp, but other than that, no complaints. I bit hard into the upper inside flesh of his thigh, almost hard enough to break the skin and he still did not say the safe word. That’s how I knew it was time.
I reached into the nightstand and pulled out a riding crop, and a rubber flogger. I pulled my body back from his, squatting over him now, ready to pounce. First the flogger, gently trailing the rubber soft spaghetti type tips up and down his body. Tickling his ribs, making him jump. Over his nipples, down his stomach to his intensely erect penis. It was so hard even I was a little in awe. I have to say at that moment I was so unbelievably aroused it took all I could to keep going, but I had a job to finish and he was going to be mine tonight.
The first swing came as a surprise to both of us. Hard on the right side of his upper chest. “WHACK!!” It rang out in my ears. He jumped a little, but still showed good control and restraint. I was so proud! I hit him again! He gasped. Again! he let out a little sound, like a whimper. I pulled out the riding crop and began on his hips….”WAP!” He flinched and I heard another whimper, I looked down at the welt beginning to form on his skin and smiled. Then I tapped his balls, though without quit the force of my previous blows. He squealed but bit his lip and stayed steady. His cock was bouncing up and down on its own, ready to explode. That’s when I took the rubber flogger and started gently slapping his balls in a slow steady rhythm, making him jump and almost coo at me. Slowly I worked the flogger up his shaft, tickling and then slapping a little….and he exploded! I was surprised, to see so much cum, he never even hinted that he was close to orgasm but I think it must have taken him by surprise too. I laughed and leaned forward to kiss him, removing the blindfold. “Remind me to take you to the leather shop tomorrow”, he said as he lifted my pussy to his mouth. “MMMMMMM, I will,” I sighed. What a great birthday!
Mistress Tia
