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BDSM First Time, by Jezebel Rose

Victoria looked in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. The dark blue silk of the nightdress shimmered in the candlelight like moonlit water. She could feel the coolness against her skin and the contact with her nipples. Reaching up, she cupped her swollen breasts in her palms and squeezed them gently. In a moment she would call out, Tom would enter and from that moment, until dawn, she would be his to use, to pleasure or otherwise, depending upon his whim.

Victoria already knew that he was capable of both great kindness and great cruelty, though she sometimes could not decide which was which. Her pussy was already damp and sticky at the thought of his touch, and she reached down to press the silk of her gown against the smooth baldness of her pussy. A tiny shudder ran through her body, and she had to take a deep breath to keep from crying out as her pussy flooded with her sweet nectar.

“Tom,” Victoria called, softly, and then stood, head bowed and facing the doorway.

Tom stepped into the room and closed the door, turning the key in the lock. He walked over to her dressing table, the long robe flowing about his naked body. He pulled the stool from beneath the dressing table and arranged it in the space at the foot of the bed. Taking her arm, he guided her to the seat, her back to the mirror.

“Kneel,” Tom ordered her, softly but very firmly.

Victoria lowered herself to her knees, making sure that the hem of her nightdress did not become trapped under her knees. Tom rested his hand on the back of her neck and pressed her forwards so that she was bent over, her breasts pressed against the plush covering the seat of the stool. Victoria could feel the fibers prickling against her hard, swollen nipples and she drew a soft hiss of breath between her teeth. Tom reached down and took one wrist and then the other, pulling them behind her back and using a silk scarf, taken from his pocket, to bind them firmly together.

Victoria was almost helpless, with her hands behind her back, and her weight supported by the seat of the stool she could not rise to her feet without a considerable struggle. She relaxed as much as she could, trying to shut out the prickling sensation against her nipples. Tom reached behind her and lifted the hem of her nightdress, pulling it up and over her back, so that her taut round buttocks were totally exposed. The pale curves of her cheeks seemed to glow in the candlelight and the cleft between hinted at deep, dark pleasures. Victoria turned her head as she heard the scraping of a drawer being opened and flushed crimson as she realized that he had opened the drawer where she kept her toys. A brief rummage and Tom found the three items he had been looking for. Carefully he laid the bottle of lubricant, a long, fat dildo and a medium sized anal plug on the bed. Next, to them, he put a pair of thin, black, leather gloves, taken from the pocket of his robe.

Parting the cheeks of her bottom with the fingertips of one hand, he pressed the nozzle of the lubricant bottle against the tight ring of her anus and squeezed gently to force a generous squirt of the slippery liquid into the entrance to her bowel. Victoria snorted as she felt the cold, slimy, fluid penetrating her bottom and sighed quietly in relief. She had known Tom, in his crueler moments, to roughly thrust his finger, or the plug into her tight, dry anus, relishing, it seemed her screams as she felt the burning friction. Not tonight though, as he appeared to be quite content to ease his exploration with the cooling oil. Victoria wriggled a little as the liquid trickled deeper and then realized that he had discovered a new level of cruelty as her sensitive and swollen nipples rasped against the course material covering the top of the stool.

Victoria bit her lip, as Tom pulled the leather gloves over his hands and began to knead the tender cheeks of her bottom. She could feel him picking against the skin, spreading them slowly and gently so that her anus was gradually exposed and then opened for him to examine. The pressure on her bottom eased for a moment as Tom reached out for something and then she felt a hot liquid dripped directly into her asshole. Victoria could only twist her head around and watch as Tom tilted the candle he had plucked from the dressing table and dribbled a little more of the hot wax onto her tender flesh.

Tom replaced the candle in the holder and took the anal plug in his hand, running his fingers over the hard latex. Victoria felt his fingers pressing into the cheeks of her bottom, opening them slowly and gently. The tip of the plug was hard and cold against her burning ring, and she groaned, deep at the back of her throat, while he pressed harder. She could feel her bottom stretching to accommodate the hard plug as he pushed and twisted the base.

Victoria snorted through her nose as Tom pressed the hard rubber rod into her anus, pushing it slowly into her, probing more and more deeply. A soft whimper slipped from her lips, as the ridge of the plug stretched her, almost moving inside. She tried to keep perfectly still so that the rough cover on the seat did not rub against her tender nipples. Tom saw the muscles of Victoria’s thighs tighten as she tried to keep still and pushed sharply on the base of the plug ramming the ridge past the tight ring of her anus. Victoria screamed softly as she felt the plug burst into her rectum and her thighs straightened, rubbing her nipples harshly against the rough seat of the stool. Victoria could feel sweet, creamy, juices flooding her pussy and seeping down the inside of her thighs as Tom tormented her.

At last, the plug was buried, to Tom’s satisfaction, in Victoria’s tight ass. Slowly he took his hand away from the base of the cap and looked down at her smooth cheeks, spread wide by the thickness of the rubber. He reached along her body and hooked his gloved fingers under the straps of her nightdress. Gripping them firmly, he yanked them down, dragging the silk across her nipples and making her cry out as the material caught on the hard points of her nipples, pulling on them and then sliding down. The silk bunched at her waist, leaving Victoria’s tender nubs rubbing against the plush on the seat of the stool.

Tom knelt behind her and rubbed the tip of his swollen cock along the shaven lips of her pussy. Slowly they parted, sticky with the juice that Victoria could not seem to stop from oozing out of her pussy. Tom pushed slowly, stretching her sensitive pussy with the tip of his cock, pressing deeper and deeper, filling her slowly and gently, his hands on her hips holding her perfectly still. Victoria groaned, softly, as he penetrated her rich body, his cock sliding gradually into her pussy until she was filled with his hot meat.

Victoria could feel Tom’s cock buried in her pussy and the tight sac of his balls pressed into the backs of her thighs. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her motionless. Only her troubled breathing made her hard nipples brush against the rough material covering the top of the stool.

“You bastard, Tom!” Victoria hissed between her teeth, “Fuck me, cum in me and let me cum!”

Tom just smiled and held her tight against his loins, the length of his cock buried inside her pussy. Then he shifted his grip on her hips and pushed her away from him, scraping her tender nipples across the rough cloth as his cock slid out of her pussy, his swollen knob just between the tender lips. Then he pulled her back onto him, pulling her hard against his body.

“Oh, God!” Victoria wailed, “Please let me cum, fuck my cunt and cum in me!”

“Not yet my sweet little slut,” he growled, “I’ve barely started yet. Now tell me what you are.”

“I’m a slut, your whore.” She whined.

Tom smiled devilishly as he began to rock Victoria back and forth, making sure that her nipples brushed gently across the top of the stool. Carefully he moved her on the shaft of his cock, savoring the hot wetness and the ripples that squeezed her tight cunt around his cock. Victoria could only sob as the brushing of her erect nipples took her closer and closer to a climax and each time she was on the brink of her release, Tom would stop and wait until she had calmed a little. Her nipples were hard and erect, every scrape against the rough cloth sending dark sparkles of pain and pleasure to the tender nub of her clit. Tom held her hips correctly still and eased the length of his cock out of the wet pocket of Victoria’s cunt.

“Oh GOD, NO!” Victoria screamed in anguish as she felt the cold air against the lips of her pussy.

Tom pulled her to her feet and marched her, unsteadily across the room to a kitchen chair, pushing her roughly into it, her arms, still tied fastened firmly behind her. Swiftly Tom passed a long band of silk around her belly and a second across her shoulders, knotting them securely. Taking hold of her jaw, Tom squeezed ruthlessly, forcing her mouth open so that he could press a thick finger and thumb into the angle of her jaw. Victoria tried to open her jaw and bite him, but he was too quick and, before she could snap her teeth shut, he had forced a hard ball into her mouth, fastening it in place with thin leather straps.

“I’m sorry that the gag is so uncomfortable, but you see this is going to hurt and I don’t want you disturbing the neighbors,” Tom whispered into Victoria’s ear.

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