On Knots, Needles and Such...

We were sitting on the couch after dinner.  I was curled up next to him, feeling very content when I got my first order from tO and I knew it had begun.

"Suck my cock." 

Three simple words that cause my body to immediately pool wetness between my legs.

I knelt before him.  I quickly found out this wasn't going to be a pretty, porn-worthy blow job where I got to play and tease.  No.  He was in control tonight and let me know it.  He took from me.  With his hands tangled up into my hair so tight that I couldn't move while he fucked my mouth.

When he was done, he told me to go upstairs, undress, leave my clothes folded neatly, and wait at the foot of the bed.  I asked if I could shower first and he said I could, but to be quick.

I undressed in the bathroom, folding my clothes neatly as I was told.

After my shower, I quickly braided my hair, grabbed my stack of clothes, went into the bedroom, knelt at the foot of his bed and waited.  I was getting anxious and was beginning to tremble. 

tO came upstairs and started getting things ready.  He wouldn't look at me, or rather, he wouldn't meet my gaze. 

First thing he bound my hands together and hauled me up off the floor and hung me on the door hook, facing him.  He whispered in my ear a choice- the only thing I would have control over this night- "Clamp or my belt?"

I chose his belt.

He brushed it lightly against my thighs.  The first stroke was light but they got progressively harder.  My skin welted where his belt landed as he worked his way down my legs and up again.  He let some land across my belly and hips, and the belt wrapped around me like a hug.  I soon stopped squirming and sunk into my bonds. 

He took me down and untied my hands.  He sat me on the bed and started binding my arms behind me in a dragonfly sleeve.

He laid me back on the pillows and quickly got to work.  He was still in D mode, but something else had come over him.  He was working.

He pinched my nipple until it was erect and clamped the forceps on.  He had calmed me down enough with my beating that my trembling had stopped and I barely flinched when the needle passed through.  A few moments went by as he put the stainless barbell on my newly pierced nipple.

He untied me and led me to the mirror to see my new piercing.  I loved it. 

We laid down together and he held me.