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 ï>¿The Holiday Display Window byOupa99Â(C)

   Two years ago, James opened a lingerie and sexual novelty store.  An
initial flurry of sales lead James to believe that he was on the fast track
to profitability, but then there was a slow decline in sales.  By the end
of the 1st year he was creeping into the red and print, radio and TV
advertising was not cutting it.

   So, he decided he needed to take matters into his own hand.  He thought
about getting a model to show off the merchandise, but they were too
expensive.  He decided to see if there was gorgeous lady at any of the
strip clubs that might be interested in some additional money.  He knew
they would be okay showing off their bodies and could easily display his
wares.

   James went to the three strip clubs in town and sat through all the
shifts of dancers.  In the first two clubs he found a couple of pretty
women, but to be honest it didn't look like a model for his wares.  In the
third club he found Diane, but her stage name was Daisy Dukes.  She had a
body that would stop traffic, but more importantly she knew how to move to
show it off.

   When James first saw Diane, she was twisting and twirling and in general
showing off her stunning body and her flexibility on the stripper pole.  He
was immediately mesmerized by her and invited her back for a lap dance. 
Her private dance was hypnotic with her breasts bobbing in time to the
music and her nipples keeping time like a metronome.  Her thin, muscular
abs shimmied seductively as they shoved her hips from side to side.

   The muscles in her dancer's legs rippled upward leading him to the most
perfect tush he'd ever seen.  By the end of the first dance there was a
huge tent in his pants and even trying to think of business didn't diminish
his erection.  By the end of her three-song set, James cock was throbbing
with need and his hands were itching to hold her spectacular ass.

   He spoke to her throughout her dance about modeling his lingerie and she
seemed vaguely interested in his offer.  He left his card and told her if
she was interested to show up the next day and they would work something
out.

   When she showed up the next day, he was surprised and had her put on a
harem outfit that really didn't conceal any part of her body.  She spent an
hour strutting and dancing in the streets holding a sign for his shop.  He
watched her twirling along the street and drivers stopped to enjoy the
show. He was surprised there weren't any traffic accidents, because she
sure was the definition for distraction.  He had triple the traffic he
usually had and in addition to their previously negotiated hourly rate he
gave her 30% of the stores profit while she was working.  A deal had been
struck.

   Diana loved dancing naked in front of a crowd.  There was a sense of
power controlling every eye in the room and drawing their attention to any
particular body part she wanted.  She had been dancing since second grade
and spent all of her spare time sculpting her figure with exercise.  She
had tried modeling, but was too short with too many seductive curves to be
a clothes hanger.  Here, dancing in front of a crowd is where it all paid
off.  She knew she could weave hypnotic spell and make any man yearn for
her and she wielded that power sparingly.

   When Diane had been on stage, she immediately noticed the incredibly
handsome man that sat down in front to watch her dance.  He wasn't the
usual sleezy type the strip bar attracted.  He was about a foot taller than
she was with dark curly hair, his shirt was stretched tight trying to
contain his broad shoulders, muscular arms.  Something about him sent
erotic shivers through her body.

   His face looked vaguely Italian, with intelligent seductive golden eyes.
She was immediately attracted to him and from that moment forward her dance
was for him.  She threw in a few offer most erotic moves and was rewarded
when he stuck a $20 bill in her G string.  She was glad her dance paid off
when he invited her back for a lap dance.

   As she rubbed her breasts and tush on him during the dance, she felt
strong solid ropes of muscle underneath his shirt and pants.  As she
danced, she opened his shirt revealing a mat of soft chest hair that hid
the bulk of his muscular abs and chest.  She ran her hands through his
delicious hair turning herself on as she did.  As she rubbed her ass in his
lap, she felt a huge piece of man meat that gave her goose bumps.

   All during the dance he kept talking about her modeling for him and if
it meant seeing him again, she was all for it.  When she showed up at the
store called 'Fantasy', she realized this is another opportunity to
practice her exhibitionism.  She danced up and down the street creating as
many traffic jams as she could and in turn creating sales traffic in James
shop.

   Strippers rarely go out on real dates and it had been several months
since Diane actually went out with someone.  She was definitely interested
in James, but could feel his interest as well.  When he paid her for the
day's work, he asked her out on a date for the next evening and she
gleefully accepted.  That was the start Diane's perfect romance.

   The next evening, she wore a seductive little black cocktail dress that
showed lots of cleavage and was a little too short.  The whole night
neither of them could take their eyes off each other and the heat between
them built all night.  When the night ended, he took her to his house where
he proved he was just as accomplished a lover as he was handsome.  Diane
had not known she was multi-orgasmic until James gave her ten years' worth
orgasms in one night.

   From that moment on, she was his whenever he wanted her and however he
wanted her.  Within two weeks she had moved in with him and every night he
seemed to find new ways to show her a nirvana she never knew existed.  She
felt submissive to his dominance and eagerly gave herself to the man that
consistently showed her a rapture she had never known.  She had even taken
to calling him her master as they their sexual bond to a new level.

   He seemed to invade her thoughts and she would catch herself daydreaming
about how he made love to her, even when she was dancing at the strip club.
She was compliant and even subservient at times as he made love to her with
that inventiveness she had never known.  He still ran his new shop and
there were times that he was very late getting home.  During those times
she became very anxious, because she needed, no craved his body taking her
over and over until she couldn't think.

   Diane's time alone in their house was more torturous than anything she'd
been through before.  She had always been used to doing things on her own
and doing whatever it took to survive, but James changed all that.  As long
as she knew she was by herself she didn't seem to be lonely or stressed. 
Her time with James had changed everything.

   Being alone was not okay anymore.  She needed James with her.  She
didn't care what else happened, but she needed to sense his warmth, hear
his heart beating in his chest and feel his eyes making love to her.  She
didn't want to be alone anymore and being alone was eating at her very
soul. Diane made a promise to herself to always be at James's side no
matter what the peril.  She knew where she belonged now.

   'Fantasy' had ups and downs like any business, but Diane's modeling had
made a huge difference in sales volume.  With the holidays coming up James
want to do something spectacular for black Friday as the Christmas season
approach and worked with his window display designer to come up with
something.  As black Friday approached James was spending more and more
time at the store and Diane was feeling neglected.

   James had an especially wonderfully catered Thanksgiving dinner for he
and Diane.  During the desert he told her of his plans and that she was
going to be the star of his new holiday display window.  Diane got
goosebumps thinking about being exposed to the crowd in front of the stores
display window.  She nodded her head enthusiastically as he asked if she
wanted to do this.

   When he got back to 'Fantasy' James had a quick meeting with is window
designer and made sure all the preparations were in place.  James and the
sun walked around the display window looking at the setup and James found
several things that needed to be modified.  James envisioned Diane's form
on full display in the window, and it filled him with fire.  He thanked the
manager for all the preparation and left to meet with his slave and bride.
After day dreaming about her in the window, he was eager to feel her in his
arms.

   Diane was pacing like a nervous cat waiting for him.  James hurriedly
explained it was a demonstration of the bondage products and sex toys
available at the store, with Diane as the live mannequin.  James told her
that he wanted to do this and kick off the holiday season with the bang.

   He lay down for a few minutes with his mind still in a whirl.  Diane
came over, opened her robe and covered him with her silky skin as she
slowly started kissing over his entire face.  It didn't take long before he
had completely forgotten everything else except his woman in his arms.  He
wrapped his arms around her and rolled over so that he was on top of her
and looked into those brilliant, sparkling, and loving eyes.  That was all
it seemed to take anymore and after looking into her eyes he knew
everything would be okay.

   James caressed her face and she lovingly nuzzled into his hand.  Diane
slipped deeper into his grasp, rubbing her body against his as their eyes
made love.  She felt like a contented kitten as she wriggled against him
and snuggled into his body.  James swore he heard Diane purr as she preened
against him.  He was the reason she didn't feel alone anymore.  Her life
before had been all about her and her career.  Now she didn't even seem to
exist if his arms were not around her.

   James knew how she felt.  At this very moment with Diane in his arms all
of his worries and problems went away.  It was just them.  "Thank you, my
baby, without you in my arms I would be going crazy right now.  Your love
makes everything worthwhile and thanks for loving me the way you do.  Your
completely unselfish love gives me the strength to move forward and do what
needs to be done."

   James looked into her eyes and saw them glistening with 100 different
emotions.  He could see lust, trust, passion, belief, along with some
anxiety, but all of them really boiled down to love.  Her teeth grabbed his
ear lobe and she sucked it into his mouth as she mumbled, "You are my
Master, and I love you.  You have done so much for me and you are always
here when I need you.  Now it's my turn.  I will always be the beacon to
bring you home and the warmth to erase all your troubles.  Our love saves
each other and when we are together, we are home."

   They held each other close, feeling the love and warmth of their skin
calming and soothing their doubts until 2:30 arrived.  Then they
reluctantly got up, with Diane retying the sash on her robe as they began
making preparations for the show.  As they got ready to go, they paused one
more time, and gave each other long loving looks and light kisses before
driving to the store.

   James had just seen the arrangement earlier in the day, but it somehow
seemed different with Diane by his side.  All of his original plans came
back in a rush as they stepped into the platform behind the display window.
Despite everything else that was going on he felt a rush of excitement and
anticipation.  He looked over at Diane, and she was having much the same
reaction.

   She looked at the closed curtains which she knew would soon be open with
an audience beyond watching as her lover took what belonged to him.  As
James stared hungrily her, she looked at the apparatus in the middle of the
display platform and imagined herself strapped to it.  She felt her breath
start to quicken and catch in her throat.  The knowledge and anticipation
of what was coming created knots in her belly.  Her nipples throbbed and
hardened, her legs trembled and pussy wept as she ached to feel her
Master's touch.

   Diane looked around at all the toys she knew he was going to use on her
and on a visceral level she trembled.  However, this was not about toys; it
was about two souls sharing their heavenly union.  It was about two
strong-willed people gracefully sharing their power with a bond that was
uniquely theirs.  Her every thought, emotion, and feeling included James,
and that was when she knew he had claimed her.

   Tonight, was about Diane who found her strength not only in embracing
her femininity, but revealing it to the man she calls Master.  It was about
James, who is secure in his masculinity and strong enough to fight for his
woman's heart and soul.  When their two spirits met, the skies exploded in
perfect splendor with fiery passion raining from the heavens.

   Diane looked over at James and saw the loving heat in his gaze.  It was
easy for her to give him the gift of her submission.  She was a strong
woman and knew her true submission could never be forced, but only given.
It came from deep inside her only when she was ready to obey without
question.  Right now, she wanted nothing more than to give her love, body,
and submission to this man that she loved so deeply.  He had made love to
her heart and mind, now her body couldn't live without his touch

   Diane looked back at the apparatus awaiting her and felt the throbbing
between her legs.  The anticipation, gasping breaths and the fiery passion
in her core gave testament to one simple truth.  She needed him.  She
wanted him to own her, to take her, break her and hurt her, all while
loving and protecting her.  Theirs was a bond like no other, powerful and
strong, yet tender and demanding.

   Diane stripped off her robe letting it cascade to the floor behind her.
She felt his eyes sweep over her exposed skin and she trembled inside. 
Diane felt an irresistible urge to let him know that she completely belongs
to him.  She fell to her knees, cast her eyes downward and lifted her hands
for binding.  In a soft passionate whisper, she said, "I am yours and I
will always be yours.  I will always obey my Master, not because I am
forced to, but because I want to.  Please, Master, bind me, take me, use
me, and show the world that I belong to you."

   James knelt in front of Diane and put his finger under her chin, lifting
it so their eyes met.  With emotion thick in his voice he said, "You are
the perfect woman and too delicious for words.  You are my wife now and you
don't have to do this, so if you don't want to, tell me now to stop.  You
are my love and you mean something very important to me, so tell me to stop
because I won't be able to stop once I start."

   James's lips slowly closed the distance between hers until he hungrily
took her lower lip in his teeth.  He ravenously devoured her mouth in a
gluttonous kiss taking from her what he wanted.  Diane's whole body shook
with the power of his passion, and her eyes closed with the exquisite
promise of his kiss.  As their lips parted, Diane gasped trying to catch
her breath, but she stayed in her slave presentation position.

   James watched Diane quiver and shake as she stayed in position.  He saw
goose bumps all over her body with little tremors rippling beneath her
skin. All of these things only made his hunger soar, but he gave her one
last chance, "Tell me to stop, or else I will take what I want."

   Diane lifted her eyes looking in his with the love and passion plain for
everyone to see.  She licked her lips nervously then held her hands higher
saying, "Never stop, Master.  Take what is yours.  I have given myself to
you, so use me anyway you want.  Take me, Master, and please never stop!"

   James reached over and grabbed the length of soft, cotton rope and bound
her hands together with dominant tenderness.  As he wrapped the rope
tightly around her wrists, he stared into the luminous eyes of the woman
who was giving him the greatest gift she had to give.  Her wise strength
opened herself, letting him reach inside her as she surrendered her mind
and body.  She invited complete intimacy, knowing she ran the risk of being
harmed, but she trusted him enough to run that risk.

   James felt humbled and even a little unworthy of this spectacular gift.
Her eyes looked at him with bottomless love and he knew it was his
responsibility to treasure her, respect and protect her with his last dying
breath.  He had a lump in his throat with the magnitude of her freely given
gift.  They were bound together with love and trust, knowing that they were
the only bindings that would truly hold.

   With their eyes still locked in a loving gaze, James stood, pulling on
her hands so that Diane would rise with him.  James held her bound hands in
one hand while his other lovingly stroked her face.  She felt incredible
love pouring from his eyes as his hand left her face trailing lightly down
her body.  Her adoring gaze turned to a blazing, loving inferno as his
fingers gripped her nipple in a passionate squeeze.  It was only a quick
squeeze, but for a moment her breath was locked in her throat just before a
whimper escaped her lips.  His hand continued down her form until it
settled in the small of her back and he guided her towards the waiting
apparatus.

   What was sitting in the middle of the display area was a pole with a
support bar roughly 3 feet from the ground.  The cross bar could be
adjusted up or down, depending on the height of the victim.  On the support
bar was mounted a Sybian vibrator with a dildo attachment and extreme clit
stimulators.  The Sybian provided extreme stimulation, especially to the
clit area.  It has been known to give women their very first orgasm or make
women multi-orgasmic.  James wondered since Diane already was
multi-orgasmic, what might this due to her.

   Diane had never seen one of these contraptions, but it still sent
shivers through her already inflamed core.  She had the feeling that this
was going to be another one of those nights that he elevated her passion to
previously unimagined heights.  As she glanced between his hungry eyes and
the device in front of her, the prospect of the night to come had her body
quivering frantically.  Then she remembered the window behind her and she
became impatient to have him devastate her body in front of an audience.

   She knew what James could do to her and very soon she knew he would be
playing her body like a Stradivarius.  She would somehow be strapped to
this device, naked in front of an audience and tormented to the point of a
tortuously delayed orgasm.  The thought of what was to come made her knees
quiver and she sagged in his grasp.  Her imagination went even further as
she imagined her Master making her cum uncontrollably and her knees gave
out completely.  Fortunately, James was holding her arms tightly as she
began to slide to the floor.

   She twisted in his arms as he pulled her to his body and he held her as
she lay her head on his chest.  She was quivering in his arms as she looked
up at him with unwavering love and now a lot of fiery lust.  Between
excited gasps she whispered, "Master you've taught me so much over the last
year, things I never dreamed or imagined.  You've done things I didn't
think my body was capable of, but you knew.  You've always known how far I
could go and what my body could take."

   "Your love overwhelms me until my body can't do without you.  I know
you're going to push me to the edge again tonight, but I want you to know I
will make you proud.  I love you, Master, and I will always be yours. 
Thank you for making me yours and leading me down this path."

   James looked at her knowing that the possibilities of the night were
already starting to overwhelm her.  He gave a sly smile as he was already
making love to her with just a single caress or seeing her thoughts through
her eyes.  By accepting only, the very best from her, he had earned the
gift of her submission, and she had found empowerment by yielding to him.
Her submission was a gift that had to be earned through passion, trust and
empathy.

   James stroked her head with his free hand, his eyes blazing with
passionate intensity and said, "Your submission is a perfect and beautiful
gift.  You are giving me your wide-open heart and mind as a measure of your
trust.  You also willingly give me your body without embarrassment or
shame. I have accepted the gift and the obligation to respect, love, and
honor your sacrifice, by protecting you from all harm."

   "Deep inside you I see passion that fights to come to life like a flower
searching for sunlight.  You keep your heart and craving well hidden, but
the seeds of your passion can only be seen by someone that loves you.  As
your master, I thirst to bring your desire into the sunlight and watch it
blossom in a spectacular unbridled display."

   "In those moments, when all pretense has vanished and all that's left is
your intense joy, that's when I love you the most.  There are times just to
make love, but I know you, and I know you want the audience to know that
you belong to me.  So tonight, we are going to let the audience know that
you belong to me and you are my property."

   Diane trembled, feeling the heat from his eyes pouring into her
trembling heart.  The needful anticipation was almost more than she could
bear.  Her whole body shook with anticipation of what was to come.  She
longed for him to just rip her clothes off and stuff himself inside her. 
The eagerness was almost too much and she showed him the desperate heat
through her eyes.

   Diane had always felt exotically powerful when she was nude on-stage
dancing, controlling every eye in the room.  However, all that paled in
comparison to the power she felt as she gave her heart and body to James.
It was a powerful feeling to release complete control to someone else.  She
could tell James felt the power contained in her gift.  With the fire in
his eyes he told her he was going to take her, and make her feel things
that others only dreamed of.

   James lowered the support bar with the Sybian and helped Diane stand
over the bar facing the pole.  He began sliding the support bar up until
the dildo contacted Diane's already soaked pussy lips.  He wiggled it
through her juicy lips to lubricate the dildo and began to slowly slide
inside her.  Once it was completely embedded in her and her clit was in
contact with the stimulators, he raised the bar a little bit more until
only Diane's toes were barely touching the floor.  Only then did he lock
the bar in place.

   He took her bound wrists and attached the rope to a hook on the pole far
above her head.  She was stretched taut with her toes leaving the ground.
Next, he worried her nipples with his fingers and when they were fully
engorged and hard as a rock, he attached a nipple clamp to one nipple. 
Diane took a long shuttering breath as the pain threatened to take her
breath away.  James wrapped the nipple clamp chain around the pole then
attached the other clamp to her remaining nipple.

   With every step Diane felt her body's need escalate.  The first was when
her cunt was filled with the dildo and next when her clit was firmly
pressed against the stimulators.  Finally, as the nipple clamps crushed her
already throbbing nipples, Diane felt the desperate yearning build inside
her.  This was what Diane wanted.  She wanted James to show everyone that
she belonged to him.  Diane wanted him to drive her crazy, make her feel
things she never dreamed of.  She wanted him to dominate her, pulling the
fire from inside her, making her give herself to him before he finally took
her.  James had her fully attached to the apparatus and stood back
appraising her tantalizing form.

   By way of a demonstration, he gave Diane a little swat on her tush and
as she jerked away the chain held fast with her nipples receiving a hard
yank.  Diane squealed and whimpered just before she said, "Oh, Master, I
see the genius of this.  The vibrators and dildo will drive me crazy,
causing me to writhe and jerk, which will in turn cause the nipple clamps
to tug on my nipples.  That will in turn cause me to push back on the
stimulators, resulting in more tugs on my nipples.  Oh, Master, I love you
so.  You are a virtuoso with the way you play my body."

   James watched Diane squirm on the apparatus and a devious smile crossed
his face.  He gave her a teasing kiss while his hands caressed her taut
belly.  His fingers stalked down to her clit and up to her breasts trailing
erotic fire everywhere they went.  Her mouth opened and closed with facial
twitches revealing her erotic agony.  James watched her face intently as
her fiery bliss began to blossom like a seedling reaching for the sun.

   James took one more thing from his pocket and watched her eyes widen as
he greased and began to work a medium-sized jeweled butt plug through her
sphincter.  As the plug slipped inside her, James saw a shudder ripple
through her body and she softly moaned his name.  He hadn't really started,
yet her eyes were already glazed with her blissful thousand-yard stare.

   Diane felt like she was on fire with a raw ache in her belly.  Her
nipples throbbed inside the clamps and despite not being turned on, the
vibrator tickled her clit.  Now her Master had filled her pussy and ass and
she reveled with the fire building inside her.  However, what was really
driving her crazy was the anticipation of things yet to come.

   The more he looked at her and the more he casually caressed her, the
more her anxiety built.  He was slow and methodical as he touched her,
caressed her and continued his anticipatory torment.  He slowly kissed down
her face snapping her out of her lusty daze.  The glint in his eyes and the
lopsided smile on his face told her he was just getting started and she
trembled at the thought of where he was going to take her.

   She lovingly looked back at this man who could take her to heaven with
just a touch.  Right now, he was making love to her mind, but her body
throbbed and ached for him to take it further.  Her head shook back and
forth trying to gain control of her desperate needy body.  Her whimpers and
moans were like music to his ears.  Her passionate whispers of, "Oh,
Master, Oh, please Master," only made the music that much sweeter.

   James looked at this incredible woman whose passion soared to
unimaginable heights when he touched her and he felt invincible.  He wove
his other hand in her hair and pulled her head back so he could look into
her passion ridden face.  In a lusty growl he said, "The way you respond to
me makes me feel like a God.  You have given me the power to love you the
way I do and the power to drive you insane with ecstasy.  You are mine! 
Remember that, my baby."

   Diane looked at him softly and lovingly with her eyes starting to
glisten despite her passionate stare.  Then she tilted her face back in a
silent plea for a kiss and James obliged with a greedy kiss that left her
breathless.  He reached down and turned on the Sybian control box and
turned it to a clit throbbing setting as he said, "Are you ready for the
show?  Are you ready to show everyone who owns you and how well you obey
your master?"

   Diane was trembling with a passion he had already ignited inside her,
but she shook with the anticipation of what was yet to come.  She looked at
James pleadingly and nodded her head up and down.  As he pulled the drapes
open.

   There were at least 50 people waiting outside for the show standing four
deep.  Apparently, the social media campaign worked and the word was out
because more were arriving every second.  Within five minutes, the crowd
had doubled and they were eight deep outside the window almost blocking the
alley.  James stepped back to the window and looked at what the audience
was seeing.

   With her hands stretched high above her head Diane's form was a taut
line from the Sybian to the pole.  Her back had a slight arch as she tried
to control the pain from the nipple clamps.  Diane's nipples were elongated
with the chain around her nipple clamps stretched tight pulling on her
tender breast flesh.  Her toned dancers' legs were straddling the cross bar
and tightly clenched as they stretched to find the ground.  Diane's hips
were rocking back and forth as the Sybian's constant torment titillated her
clit.  While her hips twitched to and fro the red crystal in the back of
the butt plug glistened like a beacon drawing attention to her delicious
tush.

   James loved to watch Diane as she writhed and twisted erotically.  Her
head thrashed back and forth with her hair swarming around her neck and
shoulders.  Her mouth opened and closed in erotic spasms, but mostly he
loved all the myriad of micro-tremors that cascaded through her body.  At
times, her arms would pull or the muscles in her back knot as she fought
the tension.  Other times it was her legs or taut stomach muscles that
tried to rein in the ecstasy.

   All of her movements mesmerized James, making him want to find new ways
to drive her wild.  She was the most beautiful and erotic thing he had ever
seen.  He memorized all of her sensual movements.  Her steamy and
suggestive gestures were incredibly arousing.  Her impassioned carnal
actions made his body ache and palms sweat with impatience.

   James walked over to Diane knowing he would add to her arousal as he
whispered into her ear, "There must be over 100 people watching you right
now, my love." He got the exact reaction he expected as she moaned while a
tremor raced through her constrained body.  He knew the confirmation that
she was on display in front of hundreds of people would kick in her
exhibitionism, making everything more intense.  All the erotic cues that he
looked for in her were now on full display, as her mind and body convulsed
in waves of suggestive torment.

   This was why Diane loved this man and would do anything for him.  He
made love to her by combining love, passion and kinky ideas to create a
reality that surpassed her fantasies.  He first made love to her with his
eyes and hands as he bound her to this medieval contraption.  Next, he
teased and titillated her with toys and lastly brought in the crowd to
watch.  It was all too much and she was insane with desire.

   He knew her mind, her romantic desires, and bawdy sexual needs.  He
combined romance, lewd displays and constraining bondage to make love to
her mind.  He had barely even touched her, yet she craved his dominance and
wanted him to just take her, pounding into her unyielding body.  As
desperate as she wanted that, she knew it was still far away.  He needed to
make sure that her mind was overwhelmed with the sensations, her heart was
exploding with romance and her body hungered for his dominance.

   Through it all she wanted to please him.  She wanted everyone to know
that he was her Master and he controlled her every movement.  With her
submission she wanted to bring light into his life and let him know that he
was loved without measure.  She kept herself ready to respond to his
touches because she knew it pleased him.  Diane whimpered and pleaded for
him to take her, but he knew her inner desires and knew she could take
more. She was strong so he could break her and her final submission to him
showed her Master who she belonged to.

   James whispered into her ear, "All those people are waiting to see you
explode in orgasm, but they will just have to wait.  You don't have
permission yet to cum, do you pet?" After whispering in her ear James's
hands caressed her silky skin, teased her nipples, navel, clit and ass.

   While he was speaking, James gave a small tug on the chain connected to
the nipple clamps.  He slid a finger through her pussy lips next to
Sybian's dildo and stroked her G spot.  Diane's mouth opened and closed
spasmodically several times before she finally responded, "Oh no, Oh Master
...  Oh, Oh, Oh Master, no, no, no please ...  I can't cum without
permission."

   Diane wanted to make him so proud, but the fire inside her and his
rousing caresses were making it very difficult to follow his command not to
cum.  James could see the perspiration starting to glisten on her skin as
she tried to rein in the carnal tsunami that was starting.  Diane threw her
head back in an ecstasy laden moan and took a deep gasping breath.  James
couldn't resist the temptation and stuck his tongue deep in her mouth in a
hungry ravishing kiss.

   Diane kissed him back with just as much hunger and James could feel her
quivering as their tongues fought for dominance.  James ended the kiss and
started to pull back with Diane stretching her body to trying to follow his
lips.  She had forgotten about being tied to the apparatus.  When she
stretched her clit came into a deeper contact with the Sybian vibrator and
the chain between her nipple clamps pulled hard on her already stretched
nipples.

   Diane screamed like a banshee in the throes of passion and she was
pushed to the edge of her orgasmic abyss.  She never wanted to disappoint
her master and she clawed her way back from the rim of her impending cum.
She gasped and whimpered, "Oh God, Master, oh God, oh God, oh God, please
take me now, I don't know how much longer I can hold it."

   James watched her legs and hips quivering on the edge of control, barely
hanging on to her orgasm.  He grabbed a deerskin flogger from the wall and
slapped it against his leg as he said, "Remember my love, you still don't
have permission to cum."

   He stepped back to give her a few seconds to recover.  Diane's chest was
heaving trying to fill her lungs with desperately needed air, but each
breath seemed to tug on either her nipples or clit.  As badly as she needed
to cum, she needed to please her master more.  So, she fought the waves of
ecstasy that kept trying to drown her and focused on her Master's love that
could save her.

   While Diane was trying to recover, James turned to the audience, "Good
evening ladies and gentlemen.  My passionate slave and I are going to
demonstrate some of the items that you can purchase here at 'Fantasy'. 
First let me tell you about my extraordinary slave.  As you can all tell
she's extremely beautiful and sensuous, but what you can't see is the
passion lurking inside.  Throughout this evening's demonstration she will
have to control that passion, because she can only orgasm when I give her
permission.  As you can tell by the apparatus that she is tied to,
controlling her fiery passion is going to be extraordinarily difficult."

   "The first item she is sitting on is called a Sybian vibrator.  By
sitting on it her pussy is the victim of this diabolical machine, stretched
wide open allowing the clit stimulators to be in direct contact with her
clit.  It is meant to drive her crazy with extraordinary stimulation.  In
addition, this one also has a dildo designed to stimulate her G-Spot.  I
alone control the speed of the vibrator and right now it is a very low
setting.  My gorgeous slave has no idea when I'm going to change the speed
of the vibrator and that unknown creates even more desire.  You see,
anticipation of the unknown is a most powerful aphrodisiac."

   "The Sybian vibrator is also known to give many women their very first
orgasm.  Those that are already orgasmic have been turned into
multi-orgasmic.  My slave is already multi-orgasmic and we have no idea
what this is going to do to her.  The jeweled butt plug that you see
glistening in her behind fills her ass and presses against the dildo inside
her pussy.  This only makes the Sybian's dildo press tighter against her
G-Spot."

   "The last device attached to my slave is a set of nipple clamps.  They
provide a kind of erotic pain that seems to go with any other kind of
stimulation.  As you can see the chain between the clamps is wrapped around
the pole in front of her.  This means whenever she squirms or twists or
reacts in any way to the Sybian, her nipples are also pulled and
stimulated. So, let's see what happens when I turn up the vibrator."

   James took the dial in his hand and turned it up about 25%.  Diane's
body reacted immediately by trying to hurdle away from the extreme
stimulation.  As her back arched backwards the nipple clamps yanked hard on
her elongated nipples.  Diane's head fell back as she shrieked her
torturous passion.  Her body rocked back and forth between the vicious
nipple clamps and the relentless clit stimulation.  James turned down the
Sybian's control back to its previous level and watched Diane once again
regain control of her overstimulated body.

   These are the kind of moments that James relished.  It was extremely
erotic watching Diane's mind trying to control the passion that rippled
through her tightly stretched form.  It was a battle between her body's
need for fulfillment and her mind's desire to please her master.  All the
gasps, shutters, tremors and squirms showed everyone just what a battle it
was.  Most of the crowd focused on her lithe form and her erotic dance of
passion, but James focused on her eyes and face.  That's what showed him
who was winning the battle and as soon as her eyes told him she was
winning, he moved back in with the flogger.

   James focused on the audience for a second as he added, "Everything you
see here is for sale inside the store.  I also have a very soft deerskin
flogger.  This is not harsh enough to damage my slave, but allows me to
push her in the direction that I want.  Let me demonstrate!"

   James used the flogger and lightly swatted her butt setting in motion
the cycle of nipple tugs and pussy twitches that Diane had previously
experienced.  Diane's mantra of "Oh God" was continuing and seemed closer
together.  James watched her eyes and every time he thought she was gaining
control he would give her another swat, pushing her back to the edge.  He
kept up a languid pace, caressing her back, butt and belly with the
flogger.

   In between use of the flogger he would also use his fingers to tweak her
nipples, caress her clit and twirl the plug in her ass.  Diane's body
squirmed and writhed, laboring to control the waves of organic fire that
pulsed and coiled inside her sexual core.  While her body was a convoluted
mass of heaving pleasure, her face was a mask of painful concentration. 
Fighting the relentless Sybian was hard enough, but James's loving sensuous
touches kept moving her towards the point of no return.

   Diane used the pain of the nipple clamps to counteract the unworldly
pleasure brought on by the Sybian.  They were 20 minutes into the show and
her nipples were elongated as Diane pulled against the clamps.  The
combination of pain and pleasure tore at the very fabric of her sanity and
by now she was floating unaware of her surroundings.  She could feel and
smell her Master close by, but her eyes were lost in the agonizing battle.
She couldn't focus on anything with both her mind and her eyes lost in her
passion fog.

   The pleasure invaded every cell in her body and she would gladly let her
body succumb to the bliss that awaited her.  If only her Master would let
her cum, one agony would end and the bliss begin.  The satisfaction that
awaited her could be triggered only by her Master.  Diane used the pain to
push back from her orgasmic abyss and honor her Master.  Her deepest and
most overriding desire was pleasing her Master and making him proud of her.
She voiced her ecstasy with a combination of whimpers, mewls, and deep
throaty moans, but finally made a gasping plea.

   "Oh Master ...  Oh God, my devious Master ...  Your driving me crazy ...
Oh, oh, oh my Master ...  Oh God, I love what you do to me!  Please,
Master, let me cum soon!"

   James turned up the Sybian vibrator another notch and watched as the
love of his life fought back another wave of torturous ecstasy.  Her eyes
popped wide open soon as he turned up the vibrator and he could tell she
was dragged closer to her orgasmic abyss.  However, very soon the startled
ecstasy was replaced by her determined concentration.  Her squirming and
twitching would engage the chain attached to the nipple clamps, but her
reaction to the tugs on her nipples had changed.

   The nipple clamps were the dastardly part of this set up, because every
time the chain yanked on her nipples, it broke her concentration.  Each
time she was dragged closer to her orgasmic cliff and had to claw her way
back.  At first there was pain, but that soon changed into high voltage
jolts of passion every time she tugged on the chain.  James made it worse
for Diane when at odd intervals he would use the flogger on her trembling
belly or quivering ass.  Each time it would break her concentration for a
second and she would slip closer to her impending orgasm.

   James watched her body ripples, head thrashes, and facial twitches
carefully, as the orgasmic tsunami was building into gargantuan
proportions. He knew when it hit she would be swept away on the wave of
bliss she had only known in his arms.  James was very proud of her tonight.
She had been in a passionate frenzy for close to 40 minutes now.  With
perspiration glistening on her skin, the pained concentration on her face
told him she could not take very much more.  James ran his hands over her
trembling belly and slid his finger down to her throbbing clit and caressed
the hard nub.

   He slid his finger past her clit, slid it inside her alongside the dildo
until he was caressing her G-Spot.  James saw her body jerking as the added
stimuli pushed her beyond her ability to cope.  He leaned over and
whispered in her ear, "The entire walkway is blocked with people watching
you please your master.  Are you ready to cum, my love?"

   "MMMMASTER ...  OH GOD MASTER, PLEASE ...  CUMMING ...  CAN'T STOP IT
... PLEASE MASTER, OH GOD PLEASE!"

   James removed his finger from inside her and stood next to the Sybian's
control box.  He turned the dial to almost the highest setting and
simultaneously use the flogger on her ass as he commanded, "Cum for me, my
love, cum, my pet."

   Diane's body immediately went rigid with every muscle locked in orgasmic
bliss.  As the cords on her neck strained against her skin in a silent
scream, her chest and neck blushed bright red in testament to her cum's
intensity.  As her eyes rolled back showing the whites of her eyes, her
legs shot out in an intense spasm trying to find someplace to hold onto. 
With her legs unable to find the ground or grasp anything, her clit was
still firmly pressed against the unrelenting vibrator.

   Diane's very sensitive clit throbbed hard against the remorseless
vibrator and she let out a primitive, shuttering scream.  The muscles in
her taut form were rippling in orgasmic glory, making her
perspiration-soaked skin sparkle like rhinestones in the light.  Her legs
shot out to her side as they trembled like buildings in an earthquake.  Her
mind was soaring in her wispy passionate clouds, totally divorced from her
body's devastation.

   The Sybian kept her at her peak, not letting her come down and only
barely letting her catch her breath.  With the onset of her orgasm, her
mouth hung open in rapturous disbelief, but then convulsed, opening and
closing as she tried to find ways to express her bliss.  She finally let
out a banshee like scream that let everyone know the overwhelming euphoria
she was feeling.

   James moved and stood next to her holding her lightly and she continued
to convulse on the vibrator.  Her uncontrollable thrashing became more
violent as the machine continued to feed her unrelenting euphoria.  He
tightened his grasp just as a particularly hard spasm jerked her body
backwards, ripping one of the nipple clamps from her nipple.

   James held her tightly as another banshee like scream tore from her
throat.  This time it was a combination of pain mixed with pleasure.  James
continue to hold her tightly as he bent down and took the tortured nipple
into his mouth, lovingly soothing and reviving her tormented breast flesh.
When he was finished, he removed the other nipple clamp and repeated the
loving revival of her tormented nipple.  The throbbing pain in her nipples
only seemed to add to the unending and unquenchable rapture.

   Diane's orgasm didn't seem to decrease at all.  If anything, it still
seemed as if she was climbing into higher, more flesh consuming orgasms. 
While her body was being buffeted uncontrollably in an orgasmic sea, her
face had morphed into an almost angelic heavenly bliss.  She was glowing
with a radiance that took James's breath away, but it was her erotic power
that made him want to make love to her.  He wasn't the only one as he heard
her breathless whispering, "Master, oh Master, take me please, oh Master I
need you I need you in me.  I need you, please Master, I need you with me."

   James felt his heart swell into his throat.  He loved her like he had
never loved anyone before and she was telling him the same thing.  He
looked at the clock and realized he only had a few more minutes left so he
turned off the vibrator and detached her arms from the pole.  She
automatically draped her bound arms around his neck as he lifted her
trembling body off the Sybian.  James held her tight in his arms as he took
a bow in front of the window.

   The crowd broke into raucous cheers that reverberated through the
alleys. Diane was still lost in her orgasmic wonderland and never heard the
audience's reaction.  James nodded to the manager before she closed the
curtains and left the stage.  James had extra staff side store all the
requests and about 80% of the crowd did come inside and buy something.  He
later determined that they sold out the Sybian almost immediately.

   Diane pulled herself tighter into his arms with her face quivering in
the crook of his shoulder.  Her body continued to spasm and twitch as she
whimpered in his shoulder.  He sat in a chair off to the side of the stage
cradling her gently in his arms.  He gently stroked her angelic face and
lightly kissed her hair, forehead, and nose and caressed her wonderful
quivering curves.  As he held her again his heart ached with the
overflowing love, he felt for her.

   He pulled her body tighter to his in a loving hug.  As he held her, he
could barely hear a shaky audible whisper, "I need to feel you in me,
Master.  I need to feel your cock buried inside me; please make love to me,
Master."

   James looked at her tired and frazzled body, but the look in her eyes
told him that she was serious.  She wanted ...  no, needed him inside her,
making love to her.  James stood up and sat Diane in the chair while he
took off all his clothes.  When he was finished, he picked up his stunning
slave girl, sat back in the chair, draped her legs around him and began to
slide his cock through her womanly folds.  Her petite pussy had always been
tight around his thick cock, but with the butt plug still inside her she
felt like a velvet vise, rippling and clamping around his cock.

   James eased himself inside her, going deeper and deeper until his entire
cock was buried inside her, pressing hard against her cervix.  Diane felt
the air being ripped from her lungs as his cock filled her like never
before.  With both James and the butt plug inside her, she was stuffed and
stretched like never before.  She gasped, whimpered and squirmed on his
lap, with renewed passion in her body language.  Her eyes told him this was
exactly what she wanted and they filled with joyous tears full of love and
adoration.  Her eyes stared through him melting his heart, bringing joy to
his soul.

   James grabbed her tight ass cheeks in each hand and began to lift her up
and down his cock.  As he slowly began to slide in and out of her, Diane
was catapulted back into her orgasmic stratosphere.  Her body shook and
quivered, but these weren't the gut twisting orgasms she had just gone
through.  These were instead two hearts joining as one, two souls merging
and the union of two bodies.

   These were not left over from the previous orgasms, but instead these
were new and they came from deep within her heart.  Throughout it all their
eyes and lips never left each other.  This was a reaffirmation of their
love and commitment to each other.

   James started picking up the pace with long strokes from the edge of her
pussy lips, ending as he slammed against her cervix.  Her eyes stayed on
his except during the hard-pussy cramping cums, when her eyes would roll to
the back of her head.  Her eyes stayed there for a couple of seconds,
snapping back and looking into his eyes with renewed love.  James was
completely overcome by this woman who had him, and he would never let her
go.  Her cries this time were softer with more meaning with more love in
them.

   "Oh ...  Oh Master ...  So deep in me! ...  Oh ...  More Master ... 
Take Me ...  Own Me ...  Make Me Yours! ...  Love me ...  Oh So Big ...  So
Deep ...  Love Me ...  Oh ...  God I need you so!"

   She was cumming hard; her stomach muscles were cramping and trembling
with the strain on her continuous orgasms.  Her legs were trembling and
shaking uncontrollably, and it felt indecently wicked like a vibrator was
attached.  Diane was having a hard time keeping her eyes attached to James
as her body thrashed from side to side.  He had to hold her tighter as he
began to slam harder into her deeply against her cervix.  James reached
around and began to play with the butt plug as he pounded inside her.

   The combination of James's large cock and the butt plug was too much as
Diane was vaulted into a whole new level of orgasmic intensity.  Her legs
shook with earthquake-like tremors as they lost all muscle control.  Diane
felt like her heart was going to explode.  Her whole body automatically
tried to curl into a fetal ball to protect her rapturous core, but James
held her tight as she suffered through bliss only, he could give her.

   Diane had no place to go and her body could not respond even if she did.
She sat heavy in James's lap with his cock filling her and pressing hard
against her cervix.  As he moved either his cock or the butt plug, they
both felt movement through the membrane separating her two holes.  It was
all very sensual and erotic.

   Watching the love of his life explode in ecstasy that he had never seen
before made him feel as if he could do anything.  For James, her
continuously clasping and milking pussy was getting to him.  It was all
very erotic and primal as he wove his hands through her hair, pulling her
head back, exposing her sensuous neck to his ravenous mouth.  He nibbled,
licked, and bit her neck as he growled like a hungry lion feasting on his
prey.

   His growls turned groans as he began planting his seed inside her. 
Pulse after pulse launched his cum against her defenseless cervix.  Diane
was still lost, with her mind and body still controlled by her unrelenting
cums, but in a wildly primal way she knew he was filling her with his seed.
For the next few minutes they were both lost in their own sensual
afterglow. However, that quickly morphed into an amorous dreamy state that
bound them together with love.

   Diane was still moaning and shivering as James pulled his cock out of
her.  Diane whimpered at the sudden loss and she felt very empty inside. 
James stood from the chair with Diane in his arms and carried her naked to
their behind the display window.  He placed her on the mat they called
their bed and laid down next to her.  He pulled the butt plug from her ass
then cocooned her body tightly in his arms.

   As he held her in his arms his chest began to ache, he felt it radiate
down his arms and through his entire body.  It was his love for this woman;
this pain in his heart could only be satisfied by her in his arms and his
life.  He felt very protective of this tiny woman who had captured his
heart and he found he wanted nothing more than to take care of her.

   James thought he had been in love before, but it was nothing like this.
His need for her was like a powerful drug and he was heavily addicted.  He
physically needed her near him, but it was much more than just that.  His
heart ached for her and he found he couldn't ever stop thinking about her.
It dawned on him that by giving herself completely to him, Diane had
captured all of his heart, even the parts he tried to hide from people.

   Diane had shown him what complete and total, selfless love truly was and
it powerfully inspired him to greatness.  The gift of her submission had
made him feel omnipotent and powerful.  Her total faith in him had given
him the ability to do anything and achieve great things.  He felt like he
had to be a better man to be worthy of her unwavering trust and total
belief in him.

   It was a rather weird paradox that the submissive had all the real
power, but the gift of her submission had changed him.  It was a daunting
responsibility to have this incredibly beautiful and selfless woman turn
over the care of her heart, mind, and body to him.  However, her gift made
it a responsibility he would gladly bear.

   Diane was thinking many of the same thoughts.  Her heart and body were
still being overwhelmed by the frenzied ecstasy, but her eyes were glued to
his, still watching him, watch her.  She could see the intense devotion, as
well as the frenzied heat in his eyes.  She could see that he loved her,
desired her, cherished her and protected her, but what surprised her was
that he knew her.  He knew her fears, her darkest secrets and her
fantasies.

   Instinctively he knew when to push her and when to give her space.  He
knew when to slowly make love to her and when to take her like a bitch in
heat.  He seemed to know when she wanted to cuddle alone in their bed when
she wanted to be publicly displayed as his slave.  He knew that her strong
spirit only made the gift of her submission that much sweeter.  He was
everything she desired, but he was even things she didn't know she wanted.

   She had been afraid that a dominant/submissive relationship would make
her lose who she was, but the reverse actually happened.  She had grown
stronger and the knowledge that she had someone she could always count on
erased many of her fears.  She felt a freedom to be herself, without fear,
shame or humiliation.  He loved her for just who she was and for Diane this
was an exhilarating first.

   She belonged to him, but he didn't try to change her.  Through his
dominance he had guided her to emotions she never before thought possible
and to joys without measure.  She had never known passion or love like this
and her life with him was a wonderful dream.  He made love to her mind and
heart in such a way that her body ached and craved his touch.  Throughout
it all she felt safe and protected enough to give him all she was and put
herself completely in his hands.

   As she looked at him her eyes filled with tears of joy.  She had long
since given up finding someone that loved her just as she was, but now the
man she had dreamed of was holding her in his arms.  Tears trickled out of
her eyes as she lifted her head and gently kissed his lips.  She snuggled
into his arms and in a quivering voice filled with love and adoration she
said, "I've never known love or passion like this and it consumes me. 
You're all I want and I ache all over when you're not holding me.  I never
thought I would find someone that understood me and loved me for who I am.
It seems like you can see deep into my soul and you are the inspiration for
my soul's fire.  You help me laugh; you teach me how to love and provide a
safe place for me to dance my own dance.  You amazement me, and every day I
rediscover how much you are a part of me.  I hope you know just how much I
love you."