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My Date
by DMPBrussels (sas616brussles@hotmail.com)
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A true account of a relationship where limits and
reality were lost. (Mdom/F, exh, bi, v, mast, oral,
anal, tor, rom)
***
A Date.
We met via one of the alternate life style message
boards. Chatted a few times via email and then started
our string of dates.
Our dates first began at neutral locations until she
trusted me and also desired my full attention, then we
started meeting at her house or mine.
The date described below is true. The waitress thing
was not planned and I really should not have let it
happen. Who knew the girl was going to be so rough? The
waitress thing never happened again, but we did have
other women who made it known they were hot for my date
because of her tortured situation at the time of the
encounter.
This type of mental control is hard on both people. In
fact we became so addicted to each other that both of
us managed to mess up our lives and loose our jobs
because we were so wrapped up in each other to the
point where a torture induced orgasm was the sole point
of our lives. My date and I had to move away from each
other and break off all contact so that we could get
our lives back together.
This mental/physical bond we shared was so strong that
I have not dated another woman in 4 years.
This date was our 12th date of 58...
I arrived and she was sitting naked and silent on her
bed as commanded. I kissed her softly on the neck and
then went and drew her bath. When commanded she entered
the bathroom and I bathed her. Soft touches in all the
correct areas and she reached a very gentle orgasm.
After drying her off, I lead her to the bed and begin a
warm body lotion message. Slowly I worked the warm
lotion over her entire body waiting for her to respond
by opening her legs and forcing herself against my
hands. Soon she was gently rocking back and forth on
her hands and knees with my hand fully inserted inside
her and my mouth and tongue working every square inch
of her cunt and ass. She came again after, requesting
permission to cum in a whimper. I kept my hand as deep
as I could inside her until her contractions ended.
I then began the sensual process of dressing her for
the evening. Each of our previous dates had been
focused on buying the underwear stockings and evening
gown for this date. Each item of clothing represented a
different date and a higher level of pain.
Once dressed: I brushed her hair, helped her with her
makeup and helped her apply her jewelry. In the mirror
I watched her face as she reached that level of sensual
need that tells a man that woman wants him. I commanded
her to the couch to wait I as showered and readied
myself for the evening.
Upon command she rose and I kissed her softly on the
neck and between her breasts. I worked my kisses up her
right arm, along her shoulder to her ear. Softly
sucking on her ear lobe I asked her what she wanted.
She gently pulled away and went to her purse and
withdrew a set of alligator clips purchased on our
first date.
I reminded her of the evening's events and that the
alligator clips were sharp and would be harsh on her
for that length of time and once applied she could not
remove them. She put one back in her purse, turned to
me and said please.
I responded with a nod. She removed her left tit from
her gown and applied the alligator clip to the nipple.
Her body shuddered slightly and she drew a short sharp
breath. Once she had recovered she presented her tit to
me and I asked her to put it back inside the gown. It
was obvious that the clip was there and in its current
position ruined the look of the tit within the shear
fabric of the gown.
I walked up to her and turned her around to face the
living room mirror. I then began softly kissing the
back of her neck slowly working my way down to that
point on her upper back she so enjoys. Once there I
told her to reposition the clip. I could feel the
shudder through her spine while my tongue was against
her back. I told her it still was not correct and she
reapplied the clip again. I had her do this twice more.
She was close to coming but knew she couldn't until
much later. When I was satisfied that the tit looked
perfect under the gown, we departed.
During the drive to dinner I reached for her left hand
and gently French kissed her palm and sucked deeply on
one of her fingers. She whimpered but knew to say
nothing unless asked. I knew she enjoyed the soft
kissing of her hand and my little quick licks of her
palm excited her. I could see her right nipple was
about as hard as her left.
Over dinner we discussed her work, her day, and we
laughed about little things. She smiled sweetly at me
as we finished the main course. I asked if she wanted
desert. She stood and walked around behind me. She bent
over and whispered in my ear that her left tit was
killing her and softly kissed my ear. I reached into
the breast pocket of my suit and handed her a small
envelope made of very fine paper with her name printed
on it. I then told her to sit down and read it.
She sat down, opened the envelope, pulled out the
business card size paper and I watched her eyes grow
narrow and her breath shorten as she read the
directions. She stood, reached for her purse, and
softly asked if I would order her desert.
She returned, kissed me on the back of my neck and her
voice was wanting and deep as she said thank you. She
returned to her chair and sat down. The head of the
syringe needle was squarely dead center in her right
nipple. The needle was two inches in length and as
commanded, she had inserted it straight into her tit
from the front of the nipple.
She ate her desert in silence. At one time she looked
up at the waitress and realized that the waitress was
trying to figure out the issue with her nipples. The
waitress looked at me and I asked the waitress if she
had a piercing. She smiled with a quick laugh and said
yes. I asked the waitress if she would mind taking my
date to the ladies room and checking out my date's
modifications. The young lady smiled gave me a strange
look and left.
I asked my date to tease the waitress by loosening the
halter strap to her right tit just enough so the
waitress could see the needle from above.
The waitress made two more visits to our table in such
a way as to see my dates tit and nipple.
A short time after her last visit and glance, she
returned and asked my date to follower her to the
restroom. They departed. I drank my Turkish coffee, ate
some more of our desert and waited. My date returned,
said nothing to me as she sat down. I could see that
she was lost in that submissive region between pain and
orgasm.
In the car on the way to the theater, I asked her if
she had come. She said no but had been very, very
close. I asked her what had happened in the restroom.
She uncovered her right tit and displayed it to me.
About two inches back from the needle pierced nipple
there was a ring of very purple teeth marks. My date
told me that the girl had bitten down so hard on her
tit that she could feel the needle in her tit pass
across the girl's teeth. The girl then sucked and
squeezed my date's tit until blood flowed from the
nipple. The girl came and then just released my date's
tit and left the stall.
I asked how the needle felt being inserted directly
back through the nipple. My date told me she had to set
on the toilet, squeeze her tit very tightly in order to
penetrate the nipple from the front and keep the needle
moving straight back into the tit as commanded.
I asked her how her left nipple felt. She pulled the
gown back to reveal a black and blue mess. She
explained that the waitress had twisted the alligator
clip at least three times around in a full circle. As
blood began to flow from her right tit, the girl had
forced my date against the wall and held her there by
her severely twisted left nipple then drew my date's
foot up on to the toilet seat, straddled my dates knee
and humped herself to orgasm as she sucked and bit my
date's other tit.
I took my date's hand and began French kissing her
palm. She leaned back with her right hand passing
gently over both her tits and nipples. I asked her if
we should go home. She responded with a confused look
and quick why.
I told her that I should have been more careful
watching over her, the damage to her tits being way
more than had been inflicted on our other dates. She
stared at me and asked me softly to pull over to the
side of the road. I stopped the car.
She looked at me, took the clip on her left nipple and
asked me to tell her when to stop. She rotated the clip
until the nipple was wrapped in flesh and her tit had
been twisted almost a full revolution. She could twist
it no more. Her body was jerking back and forth, her
breath was short and quick, her face contorted from
being very close to orgasm. I told her that if she came
I would never date her again. There was a moan. I told
her not to release the clip. She stared at me. Her eyes
narrowed and she slumped back in the seat. I pulled
back into traffic and for the next several minutes she
just stared down at her twisted tit, not releasing a
fraction of the twist.
A block before the theater I let her release the clip.
She gasped as her tit and nipple unwound and she
slumped forward against the seat belt and began
breathing in rapid quick jerks. She turned to me and
begged me to let her come. I said no. I commanded her
to put her tits back into the halter of her gown.
The play was one and half hours long with a 15 minute
intermission. Now my date knew what was in her purse
and had seen the gift wrapped package in the back seat
of the car, so she was completely baffled when nothing
happened in the theater. While seated, if she felt I
was not paying attention to her, she would pull my arm
back against the needle in her tit and hold it there
until she started to shudder. She always let go to stop
herself from cumming. In the lobby as we came in,
during intermission, and after as we were leaving, it
was obvious that some people were staring at her tits
but I gave her no commands.
Waiting for the car to be brought around I held and
kissed her hand. She looked at me and wanted to say
something. So I asked her what she wanted. She kissed
my ear and said, "Pleease."
I responded by kissing her full on the mouth and then
whispered in her ear, "No, or the date ends now."
Once in the car she laid her head on my shoulder as we
drove to a coffee shop along the beach. Nothing was
said, only light gentle kisses passed between us.
In the parking lot of the coffee shop I had my date
open her present. The box contained a 9 inch long 3
inch diameter tempered glass dildo, a harness to hold
the dildo, and two 2 inch long tethers attached to two
small clover clamps. She opened the card, read the
commands and then said thank you and kissed me.
Once in the coffee shop we took a place at a back
table, ordered our coffees and listened to the live
entertainment. A friend of mine with his submissive
wife arrived on their "date". I motioned for them to
come over and sit with us. I gave my date permission to
talk to my friend's submissive wife and he granted his
wife the same permission. He and I share some outdoor
sports so we started questioning each other about our
activities.
Just before we were about to go I asked my friend if
his wife would do my date a favor. We discussed the
favor and soon his wife and my date left for the ladies
room. When they returned he and I were by the door, so
we said our good byes and left. My date slowly and
carefully walked to the car.
I asked her, as we approached the car, if she would be
able to sit. She responded with a yes. A few minutes
after we had driven away, I commanded her to display
her cunt. She pulled up her gown and spread her legs to
reveal two cunt lips tethered by clover clamps to the
base of the dildo and both her short small cunt lips
were stretched to the max and were holding the glass
dildo deep inside her.
I asked how the tempered glass dildo felt, and she
began panting. She recovered and informed me that the
glass felt much better than anything she had felt
inside her before. I asked about the butt plug and she
informed me it was fully inserted and fully inflated.
I asked about my friend's wife and my date replied that
my friend had pinned his wife's tits to her chest to
form somewhat of a natural bra that forced the nipples
to point straight down. He then had placed a 2 inch
nipple stretcher on each nipple. Each stretcher had a
small barb-less trout fish hook soldered to it so that
the sharp end penetrated directly up into the end of
the extended nipple. Apparently, as my date explained,
my friend's wife loves this torture.
I asked my date how the penetration of her cunt and ass
went.
Her breathing drew short, she looked at me and said
that she did not cum nor did my friend's wife, but that
she had had to make my friend's wife stop her orgasm
with additional pain.
I asked how so? She presented her needled right tit and
I could clearly see where the needle had penetrated
many times through the skin about a half inch back from
the nipple very close to the bight marks.
I commanded her to show me. She grasped her right tit
tightly, withdrew the needle about an inch, tilted the
nipple and slowly drove the needle back into her tit.
She paused with the needle stretching the skin of her
tit up into a sharp pyramid and then held it there. You
could clearly see the tip of needle just ready to
pierce through the skin. She stared at me. Her eyes
narrowed, her breath shortened and she was nearing
orgasm. Then just before she reached the edge she
shoved the needle trough and then smashed her hand back
against her tit driving the needle into her chest.
There was a short sharp yelp and then she bagged to
cum. I said no and she released her tit and fell
forward against the seat belt. The glass dildo and the
butt plug hit squarely home and she began to scream at
me to let her come. On her third scream I grabbed her
hair, and slowly forced her backward and twisted her
head around turning her face towards the passenger side
window. When her neck could rotate no more and she was
twisted in the seat and couldn't move, I asked her if I
had her attention. She softly said yes.
I held her like this until she said she was sorry. I
then let go of her. She adjusted herself in the seat. I
asked her to open her purse and show me which device
she should like to use to prevent her from cumming
until we got to her house. She chose the remaining
alligator clip.
Sobbing and without a command from me, she leaned back,
spread her legs, and applied the alligator clip to the
hood of her clit. She yelled, "Fuck!!" and jerked her
hand away but immediately it went back to remove the
clip.
I grabbed her by the hair and softly said, "If you
remove it the date is over."
She kept repeating, "Fuck please let me take it off.
Fuck please let me take it off," over and over again
until finally she was just softly sobbing. Tears were
running down her face
Back at her house, I pulled into her garage. She was
sobbing and lost in that sub state. I let her remove
the clip on her hood. There was a gasp but nothing
more. We entered her house and, as arranged, she took
me to her basement.
Before each date, I have her cruise the internet to
find tortures she may enjoy. She gets to choose one for
the date and that torture is always the last one of the
date and the one where she gets to orgasm. The orgasms,
while getting ready to leave on the date, take the edge
off so that she feels satisfied, wanted, and can hold
back during the tortures of the evening. In the back of
her mind she always has the her own mental picture of
that last torture. She is constantly thinking "Oh God,
I want it but can I take it?"
In the basement she had tethered two vice grips to a
board she had nailed to bridge the jam of a door. She
stood in front of the device and I began kissing the
back of her neck and her right ear. I whispered that
vice grips are probably faked in most of the shots on
the internet and are probably applied without being
clamped down to maximum pressure. She drew a breath and
arched back into me as my hands released her breasts
from the halter of the gown. I squeezed both and found
blood running from the cap of the needle in her right
tit.
While she stood there I slowly undressed her until she
was in stockings only. While gently sucking her clit I
removed the dildo but left the butt plug. Each time she
came close to orgasm I slapped her clipped left tit and
she would pull back from the edge. I worked my way up
her body with short light kisses that kept her breath
short.
I then drew most of her right nipple into my mouth and
withdrew the needle a small distance with my teeth and
then chewed harshly on the nipple so I could feel the
steel under her skin against my teeth. I kept her from
cumming by twisting her clamped left nipple. When her
knees bent I would lift her by the clip on her left
nipple and my teeth on her right one. When the needle
was completely removed I removed the clip from the
black and blue mess that was her left tit.
We French kissed deeply and passionately for some time.
I love to kiss this woman as much as I love having my
tongue in her cunt. In fact, I had grown to crave her.
She whispered into my ear that she was going to hang
herself by her tits with the vice grips. She was going
to apply the grips as far back on the nipple area as
possible and then clamp then. She would then kneel
until she was hanging by her tits.
We broke our embrace and she turned to her device. She
showed me that each vice grip had been set as tight as
possible. I told her to loosen each three turns or the
pain would not let her close them, they should be set
to snap shut. She did as commanded. She hesitated for
just a moment and then the first grip closed fully on
her right tit. She gasped and then screamed. Her hand
was still on the grip but she did not hit the release.
She danced and shouted, "Shit! Shit! Shit!" for some
time and then settled in to a deep crying.
I asked her if she wanted to stop and she sobbed no. I
asked her why. She sobbed that she wanted to cum. I
told her she could release the grip and it would be
over. She looked at me. She was standing there with her
tit tethered to board by a vice grip and she was in
very deep and real pain and she softly told me that if
she stopped I would leave without cumming inside her. I
said that is true, that is our deal, but you can come
now if you want and the pain will be over.
Her hand reached for the other vice grip. She asked me
to kiss her. We embraced and our tongues went as deep
as possible into each other. I could feel the vice grip
swinging from her tit and she was moaning in pain but
her kiss was deep and passionate. She withdrew her
mouth and said, "My darling, please, the other one, do
it for me please."
I said no.
She bent her head to my shoulder and I could hear her
moan, "Oh god. Oh god!" for a short while. She gently
moved away until the tether stopped her. Both her hands
we shaking. The vice grip was against her tit ready to
close when she asked me to hold her to prevent her from
falling.
I walked behind her and held her at the waste and
placed my tongue in that sensual place she loves
between her shoulders. When the grip snapped shut she
screamed. Only once, and then she started murmuring,
"Please, please, make me cum."
I moved between her and the door. The ends of her tits
were crushed, the nipples a very deep purple and red. I
began to undress.
I took my time and she watched sobbing. When only my
pants were left she started to kneel. Her sobbing
stopped as her tits began to pull tight and then
stretch. Slowly she lowered herself until she could
descend no more. Her knees were still an inch or so
from the floor with her feet out behind her.
She was gone, gone deep into that other world. As I
approached she opened her mouth. I could see that each
of her small tits were now stretched even with her
shoulders and were flat against her chest. I took her
long hair and pulled her head forward and tied it to
one of the tethers so I could easily face fuck her.
While I was knotting her hair, her mouth found my cock
and she worked her way down until her nose was buried
in my pubic hair. I am only average length so it not
hard for her. She couldn't face fuck me, the pain was
too great, so she just held me in her mouth with a
strong suction and let the vibration of her moans bring
me to a climax. I pulled back before I came and
ejaculated into her mouth. She is not to swallow until
directed.
I sat down in front of her and looked at her. I told
her to swallow and she did. I asked how she felt. She
moaned and said she was okay and that she really liked
being hung this way and that the sharp pain was gone.
I asked her about my friend's wife. She hung there and
began to tell me the story again about the breast and
nipple torture my friend had developed for his wife and
how much the woman enjoyed going out like that. She was
getting turned on again and I was getting hard so I
asked her to wait. I walked over to a wall mirror and
pulled it down. I propped it up in front of her and she
gasped.
What are you thinking I asked? She whispered that she
looked like some of the women on the internet and now
she knows why they enjoy this type of pain.
I want you to make yourself cum I said. Without you
fucking me she asked? Yes I said. Will you still fuck
my ass and fist fuck my cunt after? I said yes. Will
you date me again? I said yes.
She told me the pain was too great to cum without
stimulus. So I told her to describe how she would like
to be tortured along side my friend's wife. Her face
formed a sensual stare and she started panting but
didn't speak. So I spoke.
I told her that I would pin her left tit to her chest
so that the tit was as stretched as far down and as
flat as possible. She started gasping for air and her
body started short little jerks against her tethered
tits.
I told her I would then stretch her left nipple by
driving a needle down through the tit and out through
the end of the nipple, then I would clamp the sharp end
of the needle and tether it to an alligator clip on the
hood of her clit. She began jerking and gasping, she
was close. So I approached her and whispered in her
ear, don't you want to hear the rest. She jerked a
couple of times against her tits, took a breath and
said, "God yes! Please yes!"
If I draw your nipple downward against the clip on your
hood you will bend to relieve the pain. To prevent that
I will drive a barb-less fish hook down through your
right tit, out through your nipple, and the up through
the left tit and nipple of my friend's wife and we will
hang you both by that hook. She started to cum again
but I softly told her that I not finished. She
whimpered and drew back from the edge.
The whole time I am torturing you my friend's wife will
be sharing your pain, kissing you and you kissing her.
Each feeling the others response to pain. My date was
gasping now and begging, "Please! Please! Please!"
I told her to think about cumming as my friend's wife
grabs the tether to your nipple and hood and pulls hard
as she buries her tongue deep into your mouth and as
your hand pulls down hard on her nipple extender. My
date came, as she did, her eyes were wide open looking
at herself in the mirror, her mouth was open as if
being kissed, her tongue searching for another.
Her orgasm was deep and violent, her body jerking hard
enough to stretch her tits to the point where her knees
touched the floor. When she was done she hung limp
against her tits breathing little gasps of air. Her cum
had covered her thighs her clit was still extended.
I approached her, she said, "Darling, thank you, please
take me from behind, I want you."
I asked her to stand because her tits were stretched
way out of natural proportion. I helped her up. The end
of the vice grips dropped to below her navel, about
three inches further than when we had started.
I stood behind her and started kissing her neck. I told
her she could remove them but she gave no response.
Then I saw her staring in the mirror and looking at
herself. Her hands dropped to each breast and raised
them until she could see the total damage done to each.
She leaned back against me and started shuddering. It
was a small short orgasm. I continued to kiss the sides
of her face, her ears, her neck, her shoulders.
She asked for her purse. I handed it to her and
returned to gently kissing her again. She pulled out
four 6 inch needles. I continued kissing her and
watching. It took some time but she succeeded in
pinning her left tit to her chest with the vice grip
hanging straight down from the end. I could feel the
shocks of pain jump through her body as each
penetration of a needle was completed.
She then released the tether from the board to the grip
on her pinned tit. She started backing up against me
until her right tit was stretched tight. She swung her
hair back and asked me to pull her head backwards
pulling her further back against her tit. Her mouth met
mine and she handed me the tether to her pinned tit. I
took it and began to take up slack. Her fingers were
buried deep inside of her and as we kissed I stretched
that tit as far as possible, her orgasm was tremendous
to feel.
When are breathing retuned to normal, she asked me to
cum in her ass, she knew I was ready. She moved forward
so she had slack enough to bend over. I released the
air from the butt plug and removed it. She didn't even
moan. I slid my cock inside her ass. She grabbed my
hand and brought it to the tether again. I grabbed it
and started pulling her backwards by her pinned tit.
She began cumming again. I fucked her as violently as I
could.
Both of us were making deep guttural animal sounds and
we were both lost in another world. I really wanted her
to know how much I crave her. My orgasm was tremendous
and as I was cumming she backed into me as hard as she
could to ensure my sperm went deep and stretching the
tit still tethered to the board in a very violent
fashion. Looking at herself in the mirror she came with
me.
I moved her forward to reduce the strain on her tits
but she stopped me and asked me to stay inside her and
hard. She moved my hand to her right tit and started
backing up against me. Her tit stretched tight and then
I felt her fingers in her cunt move against my cock in
her ass. I reached up and grabbed the vice grip. I
needed a slight twist to release it. As I twisted it,
she starting murmuring, "Pull my tit off. Please pull
my tit off."
I snapped the release. The nipple had been clamped so
long and was so distended and flattened that she felt
no immediate pain but she did cum.
I pulled out of her and backed away, she stood there
looking at the mirror. "My tits and cunt and my ass are
yours my sweet one," she said.
I told her to remove the grip and needles from her tit,
while watching herself in the mirror. There was one
needle that she had inserted nearly the full length of
her tit. It was the last one she removed. I watched her
masturbate with that needle. She would pull the end up
into her tit and then drive the end out through another
area. She was lost in another world. By torturing that
tit with a needle and watching herself in the mirror
she came again.
With the last torture complete she didn't want to come
down from that other world. She walked back to the
board with the one dangling vice grip and brushed it
against both her tortured tits. She shuddered and then
slowly dropped to all fours and offered me her cunt.
My hand penetrated deeply in one thrust. I worked my
hand under her uterus and found the opening to her
cervix as she stayed rock still. Once I had her uterus
in my hand she went into that other world and within
minutes she started a series of small but intense
orgasms, which were close to seizures.
The next morning I found her looking at her severely
bruised tits in the bathroom mirror and masturbating.
We kissed as she came, and then I left.
A few days later she called from work and asked for a
next date, which of course meant she had found a
another interesting torture.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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