Spanks, Whips, a dungeon, and earning your orgasm

The door shuts behind you, a little click sound signaling your locked in. You look around the room, and see your in a nice looking living room. There’s a couch, TV, and, and few cushion chairs all spread out, in a neat little arrangement. To your left there is curved countertop which separates the living room from a clean looking kitchen. Harper takes off her sun glasses, setting them down on the counter along with her vest jacket. After kicking off her boots she, then silently leads you to a door on the other side of the kitchen.

“Head down.” She commands as she opens the door which leads to a set of stairs which lead into pitch black darkness.

You gulp at the looming void, yet are compliant, and start to descend into the darkness. Half way into the abyss, Harper shuts the door behind both of you leaving you in total darkness for a brief second before she flips on a light switch on the steps. Light then fully illuminates the room, and your able to see were you stepping once more. After reaching the bottom you look up to the now light up room. Your eyes going wide as you drink in the sight. In short it’s a dominatrix’s paradise, chains, ropes, cuffs, benches, crosses, paddles, it was all here. It was the perfect play room for any bdsm enthusiastic. Your heart starts to beat faster at the sight of it all. Partly in excitement, partly in fear. You freeze wide eyed as you take it all in, but you don’t have time to get your bearings. As you then feel Harper’s hand on your shoulder.

“Go forward.” She orders making you walk towards a wood pillar in the center of the room which connected from the ceiling to the floor.

Then grabbing you by the collar she forces you to your tippy toes after which she then connected the ring on your collar to a ring on the pillar. After then unhooking the leash she then turned around and walked away leaving you straining on your toes as, falling any lower would result in you ****. You watch silently as she walks over to a wardrobe to your right, you hope that she won’t leave you like this for to long as you don’t know how long you can keep standing in this position.

Then out of the corner of your eye you see Haper pull her shirt over her head. She’s undressing! Quickly you dart your eyes away, for a few seconds you attempt to try not to look, yet the temptation is just to much and you end up trying to shift around slightly to take a peek. Carefully, and slowly you shift around in the collar so that you now have a good view of the show. With Haper just tugging her pants off you can see that those few scars on her face actually go all along her abdomen. She really looks almost like some sort of battle hardened warrior as the scars look like the result of a slash from knife or some other razor sharp object. The shear amount of scars makes you wonder about the story behind how she revived them. Surely it couldn’t have be from an accident, they look like they were done deliberately.

Your attention soon shifts as Harper bends over, and removes her panties. Not only does this give you a clear look at her firm but, round ass, but also let’s catch a glimpse of her cock hanging between her legs. From your distance you can’t see to many details as well as Harper being turned around, yet you can tell it’s long, and thick. This causes your breath to quicken as you fantasize, about what that cock could do to you. How it would feel so good to have it inside of you.

Once completely naked Harper picks up her clothes, and exchanges then for some new ones in the wardrobe. A for a top she has a shiny, sharp looking, leather bra which she puts on around her chest pressing up her boobies a bit. She then has a similar looking pair of panties, which have a zipper on the pouch in-front for easy access to her cock. As well the back of the panties are also very thin, only a thin string going between her cheeks, with some cloth no bigger then your thumb to cover her back entrance. Then some black latex gloves for her hands. For the final touch Harper pulls on a pair of high heeled knee length black boots. Now her outfit was matching with the vibe of the room she turned around. You then saw her in all her glory, the new look making your heart flutter, an your cock jump. The leather, the scars, the nice bit of muscle, it was all to good.

“Hmm that wasn’t the position I left you.” Harper says as she started to walk towards you her heels clicking against the floor with every step.

“S-sorry m-mistress?” You apologize stumbling with your words as you unsure of what you should be addressing her as.

This sort of thing was strange and, new to you. Harper then walked right up to you, her hand trailing across her cheek before unhooking your collar and letting you stand flat on your feet once more.

“Heh cute, but I don’t do that sort of naming crap, just call me Haper.”

“Mistress, or goddess, or what ever the hell nicknames other girls go by is so fucking impersonal.” Harper says still holding you by the collar.

“Yes H-Harper.” You say still trying to put an amount of respect on her name as you spoke.

Harper then tugs you along by the collar as she leads you over to rack with a set of chains on it.

“All that sort of play stuff they say in porn vids make the whole thing seem so fake you get me, like the people their are just acting, not really living in what’s happening, you know?” Haper lets go of your collar then takes one of the chains from the rack.

“Y-yeah.” You say just agreeing for the sake of agreeing.

“Though I’m sure Amy loves that kinda of stuff.” Harper chuckles thinking of her theatrical friend.

She then grabs your left wrist, and starts to buckle one of the chain leather restraints around it. You feel yourself start to tremble a little bit as your freedom is being taken away. The only possession you have left your mobility, being stolen, and you’re doing nothing to stop it. You try to calm down, taking long deep inhales though the nose, and exhales through the mouth. Trying to keep your breathing at a slow rhythmic pace. Harper seems to take notice of this as she buckles the other restraint around your other wrists. Even know the chains were still both slack, and not actually binding you yet, you looked a mess.

“Tense Doug?” Harper asks seeming to be genuine, rather then saying it sarcastically, or with any hint of maliciousness.

“I-I-I’m just a-all little scared.” You stutter, your shaking only getting worse.

She sighs, rolling her eyes at you, as your now rattling the chains your jittering so much. This hold up was aggravating, she wanted to devour you already.

“Ugh, for crying out loud, alright then let’s ease you into it, you having panic attack ain’t gonna be fun.” Harper says, seeming a bit annoyed.

She then goes back to the wardrobe again, and takes out a bottle full of lube. She then pours a large glob of it into her hand, and walks back over to you.You then hear clicking of her heels till she stands right behind you, now almost pressing up against you.

“Hold still.” She commands as she then takes her lubed up hand, and presses a few fingers between your ass cheeks.

You shutter a little as you feel the cool liquid, then gasp as you feel Harper slip her thumb inside your ass. Slowly she slips it past her knuckle, pushing forward till it can go no further. Not expecting to be penetrated so soon you try to shy away, but Haper just wraps an, arm around your abdomen, and pulls you against her so you can’t go any where.

“I said don’t move, you should be strung up by now, so be thankful I’m doing this.” Harper said with a low growl.

You obey, holding still for Harper, her strong body pressed against yours making you all hot, and bothered. Now with her finger in your ass, all you can concentrate on is the feeling of her probing you. The concerns about the bondage, simply now fleeting thoughts from your mind. You let slip another little gasp as Haper then starts to slide her thumb slowly back, and forth inside your ass. Using only one finger to fuck you, she grins as she can feel your pulse quicken though out your body. Then she pulls out her thumb, re-entering you again with her pointer, and middle finger this time. The longer length of these fingers reaching deeper inside you, while the extra thickness stretches you even more.

“Hmmmm your pretty tight, might have been we would have ended up doing this anyways just to stretch you out.” Harper comments, as she keeps finger fucking you, even slipping a third finger into the mix.

Feeling you clench around her fingers, Harper starts to curl them downwards in order to press your prostate. The feeling makes you breathless for a second, as your cock starts to strain against its pink chastity cage.

“How do you feel?” Harper asks, as she again presses down on your prostate.

Your unable to answer, as a jolt of pleasure hits you body like an electric shock. Despite your best efforts to stay still you end up twitching, causing the chains to rattle slightly.

“Your mind all mush now huh you little brat, yeah? Good... good...” Harper smirks

Again Harper presses your pleasure button, and the pleasure in your lower body makes you clench up. Your cock now now completely hard as it can get, leaks a singular drop of precum from the tip of your cage, and onto the floor. Seeing this Harper then removes her fingers, making you whimper as you wanted more stimulation.

“You liked that, well if you want any more your gonna have to earn it, got it?” Harper says as she walks over to the side of the rack.

Then she grabs the end of one of the chains connected to one of your wrists, and starts pulling it downwards around the rack. As she does this your right wrist is then **** to the top right corner of the rack forcing your limb to stay outstretched. Once she locks the chain in place, Harper then walks over to the other side of the rack. Her boots click, click, clicking, against the floor. She then does the same with the left chain, leaving your hands bound helpless in a x position. Unlike before though, you feel no sort of panic. Your a little nervous yes, but mostly your just craving more pleasure. You want it, and you’ll work for it that’s what you have to do. An it seems like that’s exactly what Harper is planning to make you do, as she walks back over and greets you with a hard smack to the ass.

SMACK
“Ahhh.” You yelp as the smack echo’s though the dungeon.

She then smacks you again, this time on the other cheek.

SMACK
“Ahhh.”

And again.
SMACK
“Ah.”

And again.
SMACK
“Ahhhhh hah.”

And again
SMACK
“Ahhhh.”

And again
SMACK
“Aaaaahhhhh.”

Each smack you receive, forces you to make cute cries of pain. Your not a cry baby by any means but, this... this is painfully! Harper isn’t giving you any warm up here, her spanks are coming with full ****, each crack of her hand leaving a red hand print on your ass. The fiery pain on your cheeks also sends heat to your crotch, as you could feel you cock throbbing, and leaking in your cage.

“Heh see I said you would like it if I hurt you.” Harper says, pointing her foot to the little puddle of precum that has formed under you.

You look down the evidence of your spilled arousal on the ground plain for all to see. It makes your cheeks go red with embarrassment. You like it you can’t deny the truth in front of you, your masochist.

“Now I’m gonna even out some of this redness here really fucking spread that pain around.” Harper says.

She then delivers a hard spank right where your thigh meet your ass cheeks.

SMACK
“AHHHHHHH!”

And one to the other side.
SMACK
“AHHHHHHHHHH!”

You scream even louder then before, as the smack to your thigh is much sharper, and more painful then your ass.

“Honestly the spanking to the back of the thighs is so fucking underrated.” Harper says as she keep delivering slaps right to the spots just under you ass cheeks.

SMACK
“AHH-HH!”

SMACK
“AH!”

“Damn shame almost no one ever is does it when it comes to stuff with spanking in it, hard to find some good vids of it.”

SMACK”
“AHHHHHHH!”

SMACK
“AHHHHHHHHH!”

“Though I guess this is a lot better then any video.” Harper smirks

SMACK
“AAHHH!”

SMACK
AAAAHH!”

SMACK
“AAAAAAAHHHH!”

“You see that right fucking here?”

SMACK
“AHHHH!”

SMACK
“AHHHHHHH!”

“That part right under the cheek?” Haper pats her hand on the back of your thigh, right where it meets you butt, then delivering another full **** spank.

SMACK
“AH-HHHHH!”

“That’s the the sweet spot right there, makes a nice clap when you smack it.”

SMACK
“AHHHHH!”

Harper grins looking at her handwork, you thighs now a deeper shade of red then your ass. She’s not done though as, she then delivers a fury of rapid fire blows to your thighs.

SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK

You don’t even have the chance to cry out as white hot pain envelops your thighs. Twisting and writhing you try to escape the smacks, yet Harper just grabs you by your hips, and forces you to stick you butt out as she brings down her wraith.

“Keep trying to move like that, and I’ll bind you even more got it?” Harper says giving you a hard pinch to your warm, thoroughly spanked thighs.

SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK

“Ahhh yes o-ok, I’m sorry, Harper I’m sorry.” You whimper under Harper’s pinch, till she lets you go.

As you breath deep trying to regain your composure, between your legs there’s an even bigger puddle of pre-cum on the floor now, your cock leaking like a foest as you strain against your cage. The spanking is painful, it almost makes you feel like crying, it hurts so much. Yet even still your body reacts to it, likes it, is pleased by it. It turns you on, makes you hot, against all logic your body craves more.

Harper sees that the puddle has gotten bigger, that your on some level your still getting off to this. She grins, all that yelling, and still your all leaky. She really hit the jackpot with you, your one of those special ones. That type of masochist that body has a mind of its own. That even when you desperately want the pain to end your body still reacts positively to it. A subconscious body that betray’s the conscious minds, what’s, and desires. Even if you did consciously enjoy it on some level, your cravings, run deeper then your what you would willingly take. Oh Harper was lucky indeed.

“Seeing as this seems to be getting you off I believe you should be thanking me for spanking you, after that’s why you asked for my help right to get off?” Harper teases.

Red hot emotions of shame, and humiliation rise with in you as Harper says this. The humiliation sets your body ablaze. The humiliation the pain, the arousal, all these things, it’s like your phoenix burning brighter then the sun. You start to pant, your lips quivering as you speak what Harper wants.

“T-thank you Harper.” You say, using ever bit of will you have to focus your mind enough to speak the words.

“Good to hear your grateful punk, but that’s just a taste of what I’m gonna give you.” Haper grins, as she walks over to part of the wall with a bunch of whips.

She then grabs a medium length red whip as her weapon of choice. The whip is leather, with a comfort grip at the front of though it is thicker then something like a bull whip. This, and its lack of length are so it can be used be safely used on human with full **** without slicing them open.

You try looking back to see what’s going on, just to see Harper approaching with the whip in hand. You then immediately go pale upon seeing the thing. Instinctively you start tugging at the chains, your fight or flight response taking control of your mind. Yet no matter how much you pull or struggle you, can’t break free from the restraints. The chains hold firm, and the leather cuffs are to tight to slip out off. Then you freeze as you feel Harper teasingly tapping your ass with the whip.

“N-no Harper p-please can’t take something like that!” You beg as you try to twist your body at a harder angle to hit.

“Making a assumptions Huh, you haven’t even had the whip yet how could you possibly know what this feels like?” Harper says.

“B-b-bu-“ You can’t even get a word out before Harper cuts you off.

“Yeah okay I’m sick of the back talk.” Harper then turns, and snatches a black ball gag hanging from the wall.

“Open.” She commands as she pulls the straps around your face pushing the rubber ball against your lips.

You open your mouth to apologize, to say you won’t talk back against, yet Harper doesn’t give you an opportunity to speak, she just forces the rest of your mouth open, and pushes the ball in. She then buckles it firmly behind your head, and all at once you find yourself unable to speak. Luckily the ball isn’t to big, as to hurt your jaw, but it’s still big enough that the only vocalizing you’ll be making while it’s on is unintelligible mumbles.

“Mmhmmhmmm.”(no wait!) You try to say though your gag.

“Let’s get this party started!” Harper says with predatory glee, as she winds her hand up and....

SMACK!!!

With a precise snap of the whip you feel a flash of pain more intense then anything you had ever felt before.

“MMMMHHHHHHHHHH!!”

A scream leaves you, and you start to flail around in your bondage. Tears start to build up in your eyes. You can’t do this, that pain was to much, you’ll break, you’ll break, you’ll break, you’ll break, you’ll break! The words kept repeating in your head has you struggle with all your might.

“Hey calm down, remember what I said!” Harper commands, as you keep struggling, twisting your lower body around so she can’t accurately hut you again.

“MHMHMHMHMH!”(nononono!) You say in your bondage as you shake your head back and forth.

“Alright then fine if that’s how you want to play.” You then hear Harper’s heels clicking against the floor, as she walks away from you.

This time you didn’t even look back to see what she was doing. Pretty much in full on panic right all you can do is desperately try to escape this. So you didn’t see Harper grab some more restrains, ones with much shorter chains. Waists no time as she squats down behind you, and tries to grab your right ankle, but quickly you jerk it away. She tries again, and again same result. Done with this pointless stalling she then lunges at you this time, both arms wrapping around your ankle to hold it in place.

Unable to escape this time, Harper holds you in a vice like grip. Harper then forces your foot a bit past shoulder length, standing it next to a small ring connected to the ground. Once in place she grabs the leather restraint, and goes to work. Even as you still try to struggle to break free she able to quickly fix a restraint around your ankle, and buckles it. Moving to the final part the chain from the restraint is then connected to the ring in the ground, holding your foot in place.

Now with your right done she moves to the left. Waisting no time she lunges again, her strength to much for you to fight off. All your struggling is in vain, as she grabs the other restraint, and like before buckles it around your other ankle. With that Harper hooks the chain to the ring, and your feet are completely bound. With the chain links on both restraint being only three or four in length, your stopped from twisting or shaking around your lower half to much. A much easier target for Harper to hit with her whip. Feeling defeat, tears start to run down your cheeks, and onto the floor, falling into the puddle with your precum. What little struggling you still do seems, only sad, and pitiful to Harper as she watched you in this sorry state.

She then sighs, standing up she gently pats your back.

“Look I know it may seem like I’m being harsh but trust me I know your body better then even you do, I know what it wants, and what you can handle.”

“I know your type.”

“You came to me because you wanted to cum, yet your going to have to earn it, and I’m not saying you just have to earn it from me.”

You didn’t understand, what Harper meant by that. Then she taps your chastity cage.

“ Your gonna need to be turned on like hell if your gonna have a chance to cum in that thing, so hey I’m not just doing this because I like.”

“Though I do like it, don’t get me fucking wrong, this is hella entertaining, most fun I’ve had in a while.”

Harper grins looking at what her handy work had down to her backside. Before getting serious once more as she continued.

“But at the end of this your gonna get just what you wanted, I’m not just going extra hard on you for no reason.”

“So just shut up, and accept this already, and you’ll be fine alright?” Harper says putting a firm, but comforting hand on your shoulder.

You stop the rest of your struggling, as what Harper says makes sense to you. Maybe it’s just you trying to grab on to any sort of comfort right now. For some reason though you don’t think that’s it. It’s not like you can get out of this anyways so you might as well just trust her, and try to let go. You relax a bit in your bondage, letting your arms just hang from the chains, as your panic subsides. Okay you can do this, just trust her, just let it all go.

“Good just give in, yeah just like that.” Harper says as she backs up preparing the whip once more.

Raising it high above her head once more, with a flick of the wrist Harper snaps the whip across your ass.

SMACK

“MH!”

You try to not scream, really biting down into the gag in a attempt to keep silent.

“Heh, no point in trying to keep quiet Doug I want to hear ever bit of noise you make, and letting it out will feel better for you.” Harper says noticing you trying to keep yourself from screaming .

SMACK

“MMMMMHHHHHH!”
Taking Harper’s advice you let yourself cry out as the whip cracks you across your butt once more.

This makes Harper grin with a fiendish satisfaction as she hears you vocalize unrestrained. She wants to make you scream more. With a flair of the whip she begins to rain down blows, with precision swats.

SMACK

“MMMMHHHHH!!”

SMACK

“HHMMMMMM!

SMACK

“MMMMMMMMMMM!”

SMACK

“MMMMMMMMMMM!”

Ever strike of the whip...

SMACK

“NGHHGHH!!”

Causes you to shake uncontrollably...

SMACK

“UGHHHHHHah!!”

Not struggle...

SMACK

“MMMMMMMHH!!”

But involuntarily shake...

SMACK

“HUUUGGHHH!!”

This pain, is like a hell...

SMACK

“MMMMMMMHHHH!!”

That just keeps coming...

SMACK

“HHHhHMMHHH!!”

And yet you throb...

SMACK

“MMMMHHHHMMMM!!”

And swell...

SMACK

“MMMMMHhMMM!!”

And leak...

SMACK

“MMMMMMMM!!”

Despite it all.

SMACK

“MMMMHMMMM.”

Harper finally relents, casting the whip aside she walks over and runs her hand over your butt. Deep red stripes line your ass for each time you were struck, nature’s helpful little tally so you could check how many you took later in the mirror. You butt stings so bad right now. You know your going to be feeling it for days, yet you feel so horny now. Your cock feeling so immensely squished in its cage, as it pushes so hard against its pink prison. Begging to get out, begging to be free. If only you could touch it, if only you could stroke your self to that big happy orgasm you desired. Harper then proceeds to roam her hands over your chest, and abdomen. She checks the pulse of your heart, the heat of your body, and determines your ready to cum. Your orgasm has been earned.

“Yeah, your about to pop like a cork, just stay there Doug while get what I need to finish you off.” Harper then turns away walking over to a dresser on the left side of the room.

You hear the sound of heels clicking getting further away, only to get closer again a few seconds later. Harper then pops in to view in front of you, she has a big grin on her face as she holds a large vibrator in her hand. It looks to be the kind of vibrators girls use when they want to cum from their pussies so your unsure what exactly Harper is planning here.

“Okay you little runt how about this.” Harper says as she then turns the vibrator on as puts it against your chastity cage.

You feel yourself gasp as the vibrator was so strong you could feel buzzing as if it was pressed against your bare cock. Your shaking again but this time not in pain but in pure ecstasy. Your tongue would have lolled out of you mouth if not for a gag in currently in it. Finally the stimulation you’ve been craving is here. Moaning in pleasure you rub your cage against the vibrator drinking up as much of its touch as possible.

“Oh you like that, well then you’ll fucking love this!”

Haper then shoves the vibrator under your cock head, positioning so that it’s right up against your balls and the underside of your cage at the same time! The duel simulation of your cock and balls being massaged at the same time makes you almost cry tears off joy as the pleasure is such a relief!

“Mhmhmhmhmh.” (Yesyesyesyes) You squeak, girlishly though the gag.

“Heheh you really needed this huh, well then enjoy it as much as you want you little punk!” Harper says, as she pushes the vibrator ever more firmly against your flesh, making the vibrations bet felt even deeper.

“HMjmHmhMgHg.” Your speaking gibberish as this point as you instinctively thrust your hips, Harper making sure she keeps the vibrator on you at all times as you do.

“Not even any thing to thrust into, and you can’t even help yourself, can you, you little brat.”

Harper is thoroughly enjoying getting to make a mess out of you again, though there’s no denial, no edging. As much as she is tempted, she calmly keeps thoughts desires in check. She making sure you’ll have your fill, she did promise you a good time after all. That she would show you things you wouldn’t believe.

“Hhhhjgmgjga!” You speak nonsense though your gag again as you feel something building in the core of your crotch.

The pleasure starting to build, and build.
That familiar feeling of release making its self know to you. Harper can see it two the quickening of your breathing the, slightly trembling of your body. Turning up the intensity she starts to roll the vibrator in circular motion, stimulation you even more. Your mind is melting, you can’t even string a thought together right now. You don’t know where you are or what’s going on any more. All there is the feeling, all there is, is the pleasure. As you keep on thrusting, your whole body clenches up as your balls start to retract.

Your orgasm is here, and in one moment it all boils over. Yet not entirely, as you squirt out your seman onto the floor you feel the tightness of the cage. Your erection under lock and, key your orgasm is diluted. It feels like some one is squeezing your cock, holding it back. Holding back the feeling of completely reaching your climax. The pleasure goes, and goes yet never reaches that top you have always gotten before.

You gasp, squeal, and moan as you keep clenching and shooting, yet the partly ruined orgasm keeps you grounded. Release is there but it’s restrictive, like you are only half way over the mountain. Still you savor what you have relaxing into it as you focus on the feeling, trying to accept it for what it is. Letting the vibration take you as far as it can. Till you finally spurt no more, the orgasm leaving you only partly satisfied, and still very horny. You slump down in the bondage weak, and spent. Your cock still throbbing, wishing for more.