Night Of Nights

Peering out the peephole of my door, I could see you standing there upon the stoop. I noticed that you were nervous, for some reason, as you were nibbling on your lower lip, as is your habit to do so when you are nervous or uncertain. You stood with your back to me and slowly, when you heard my voice, turned to face me. You gave me a mischievous smirk of a smile when recognition flashed across my face. I smiled back at you, warmly with just a touch of embarrassment., tracing my sullen face “Sorry, Cordellia, I was expecting a guest this evening. ” You gave me a little girl pout. “Don’t sound so disappointed because it’s only me. ” I grinned down at you. “Heavens, no Cordellia, you are never a disappointment. I was expecting a guest for the evening and she seems to be running late. ”

You looked up at me then, and cleared your throat. “I’m sorry, I was having a hard time working up the nerve to ring the door bell. I almost changed my mind and left just as you opened the door. ” I continued to gaze down at you with no small confusion in mind. “Cordellia, why would you walk away? Even if I was expecting someone you are always welcome. Please come in while I’m waiting for my guest to arrive. ” You gave me a sad look and lowered your eyes.

“You just don’t understand, do you?” I would have laughed except you really seemed to be upset by something. I took your hand and found that you were trembling. I walked with you into the hallway and helped you take off your coat. We walked into the den and I poured us both a drink. I noticed that you were dressed, as I had never seen you before. I would hardly have recognized you but loved the look you had created. There you were before my very eyes, dressed in a black dress of snug form fitting leather. It was a second skin on you and showed your form extremely well. The dress was strapless and cut very low in both the front and back, your red hair flowed about your face and down your back in a fiery mane of tousled curls. Just below the skirt your upper legs were covered in black fishnet stockings. These flowed into thigh high boots that deliciously encased your long, shapely legs to end in high stiletto heels. You smiled then, arching your eyebrows lustfully.

“I hope this is an acceptable outfit for me to wear. ” I had to smile because I often picked at your reserved taste in clothing. “Do you like me dressed this way?” You stood up and turned slowly to model your outfit for me. “I picked it out today with this evening in mind. ” I watched you in wonder and awe, not hearing what you had just said. “Whoever your new boyfriend is-oh he will be speechless. You are absolutely ravishing and unbelievably sexy in that outfit. ” I told you, allowing you to know just how thrilled I was to see you this way. You are always unjustly critical of your own appearance, though most of the time you look wonderful “You could not impress me more if you had picked that outfit with me in mind.

“With a wicked smirk upon your pale face, you turned from me then and walked to the open doorway of my bedroom. You then turned to look at me with yet another wicked grin. “I’m glad you approve because I DID pick this outfit with you in mind. ” You walked into the bedroom while I tried to recover from what you had said. If you had picked that outfit for me then you were not here by accident. I knew then that you were my special guest for the evening! You had set all this up with a friend of mine to catch me off guard. Tossing confusion aside, I quickly followed you into the bedroom and watched as you slowly approached the table that held the items I would normally use in a Session-Blindfold, nipple clamps, collar, leash, restraints, vibrators dildos, butt plugs, various oils, riding crop. Etc.

You always called them my “Toy Collection. ” I smiled then at the sharp intake of breath and your shy, quiet whisper of “Oh my!” I could tell from the way you touched each item that you were very curious about the sensuous torment each promised. I could not believe that you were here tonight to learn about BDSM first hand. I could see you were still nervous and could not look at me.

“Cordellia, I know you are nervous but please try to relax. I am so thrilled that you decided to visit me tonight and hope you know I have wanted this since the first time we first met. “I told you, trying my best to calm and reassure you. We had been close friends for many years now. We were always affectionate but had never gone beyond friendship. We have often discussed relationships, sex and our love lives in an open manner.

You knew that BDSM was an area I had an active, rather passionate interest in. Often you had a wicked habit of teasing me about my fixation or ‘Fetish’ as you would playfully call it. Many times I would catch you examining and playing with items that I had left out from a past session. This often involved you teasingly wearing some item you had discovered. You often asked me questions about recent sessions’; you would always want details of the evening’s activities. You were interested in my feelings about bondage and the lady of my attention. I enjoyed telling you about these sessions. I saw that you were interested and excited by the stories.

You often told me that your biggest disappointment was being unable to turn loose and enjoy sex. You told me that you always felt that you had either to perform or control the action. You wanted to surrender to a lover but never found someone who could take control of you in the way you so desired. I had given up any hope that you might ever express interest in trying any type of BDSM play yourself. Not until now anyway, Now here you were with me, prepared for me and this new role you sought. Here, you were ready to offer yourself to me for a weekend of BDSM learning experiences. I never told you that most of my best bondage fantasies involved you.

Now you had come to me, asking to be the object of these fantasies. I was almost afraid to break the spell of the daydreams that had aroused me for so long. I looked at you and knew everything I had been looking for was in you- my closest, dearest friend. All I sought was indeed you, my Cordellia. I slowly walked behind you, sliding my arms around your waist. Kissing lightly upon your neck, I asked “Are you ready to begin, Cordellia?” I could feel your body tense and hear your breathing quicken, as you nodded. “You have to treat me the same as any of your other subjects. I want to be treated just like the women in the stories you told me in all those late nights discussions we had. Don’t be gentle with me. ” You told me, trembling slightly, still embraced tightly in my arms.

As if I really needed you to tell me that! I knew exactly all I wanted and needed to do. I let you go then, turned and shut the bedroom door. I walked over to the table, which held my equipment, and opened a drawer underneath the table. Gathering the supplies I needed, I returned to you. Once again behind you I pulled your left arm behind your back and slipped your hand into a leather cuff, closing it around your wrist and pulling your right arm up to join your left. I slipped it into the other cuff and after closing it linked them together in the small of your back. I then placed a matching set of cuffs just above your elbows and linked them together. This forced your arms together, pushing your breasts out even more pronouncedly. I turned you to face me as you tugged on the cuffs. I kissed you, aggressively, thrilled to your heated reaction. I buckled the blindfold over your eyes and once again slide my hands down your dress until I reached your thighs.

There I let my fingertips linger, before moving my hands and fingers up, then down and all over your body. Feeling your flesh-both covered with clothe and without. Squeezing and savoring you as never before. Your breathing became shallow then, quicker paced, as my hands explored every inch of your marvelous body. You gasped when I slid my hand down to your ass and pulled you tightly to me. I lightly licked your neck, causing you to shiver when I nibbled upon your ear. I savored the feel of your tight body held close to mine. I slowly walked you backwards to the end of my four-poster bed. “Now spread your feet widely apart and stand very still. ”

Willingly, you obeyed me. As I requested., you slowly parted your legs, until you were standing there with your luscious thighs spread wide apart. Did.. I placed cuffs around your booted ankles and attached them to chains that linked to rings set at the bottom of the bedpost. The boots made your shapely legs that much prettier in contrast to the leather. The wide spread stance caused your thigh muscles to tighten. Seeing you in this position made my blood boil. The high heels made it difficult to move without losing your balance. You were now, restrained unable to move until I released you, which I was not planning on doing any time soon. In this erotic, rather compromising position you were beautifully exposed to me. Slowly, I began to undress you, which was a rather easy task, since your dress zipped from top to bottom. It peeled away from your body as if it were a second skin being shed. Underneath you were wearing a lipstick red push-up lace bra that enhanced the fullness of your well-endowed breasts and your engorged, rose-colored nipples. I undid it and let it fall to the floor. Your flat stomach, with delicate belly button, pierced with a navel ring, gave way to a front-laced garter belt that highlighted your gorgeous shaved pussy from the front and framed your ass beautifully. In the back what a sight you were. I could feel myself already beginning to get hard. I had to take a step back then, just to admire your beauty.

Your flesh, so soft, so delicate, your hair like fire cascading in tousled curls upon your shoulders. I then stepped to the front of you and gently brushed your nipples, feeling them harden beneath my fingertips. I told you how I was going to attach clamps to them. I could hear you moan, and feel your body tense. “Relax, my pet-relax” I told you softly. You seemed to have extremely sensitive breasts, which I kissed, licked and nibbled with abandon. I could feel you begin to squirm under my touch, your nipples showing your excitement. I slowly attached a clamp to your right nipple and heard you gasp. I pinched the other nipple until it stood up erect and then clamped the other clamp upon your left breast. You cried out then, begging me to stop. I gazed down at you and let the chain drop to your chest. I could hear you moaning, whimpering and then remembered that I had better place the ball gag on, to muffle your screams and cries. I did so, and felt your body tense even more now, as you squirmed and moaned at the tugging on your nipples.