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A Circle of Light


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
A Circle of Light

His hands reached her hips before moving centrally. His fingertips
moved over her belly and then very lightly brushed her pubic hair
before skipping down to plant themselves on her legs, just above
her knees.

The same feather touch now made long, slow strokes upward along her
inner thighs. These strokes were repeated over and over again in
the most frustrating manner; each caress ended higher on her thighs
than its predecessor until his fingertips almost, but not quite,
reached her crotch.

She remembered his order not to move, but she couldn't help her-
self. Soon she was contorting herself in an effort to thrust her
pussy against his hands. He anticipated all of her movements and
thoroughly enjoyed teasing her in this fashion. When her motion
became excessive, he pinched the tender flesh of her inner thighs.
She squealed appropriately and dampened her movements.

He resumed stroking her legs, but varied the touch and direction to
keep her aroused. Finally he allowed one fingertip to touch her
perineum, most tentatively, and then move forward along the outer
edges of her labia. She seemed to sigh with relief, but what
relief there was short-lived. Soon his fingers were titillating
her vagina with repeated light strokes.

He kept his fingers away from her clitoris, but continued to tease
and arouse her by varying the speed and locus of his touches. Once
he started to insert one finger into her, but only for a fraction
of the first joint. She reacted by redoubling her movements only
to find his touches completely withdrawn.

The sudden lack of contact drove her wild. It never occurred to
her that she might be about to feel the whip so consumed with
desire was she. Instead she alternately begged him to take her,
or when there was no response, cursed him thoroughly.

When he finally touched her again it was a warm, moist probe that
suddenly touched her left nipple. She knew immediately that it was
his tongue that slowly circled and throbbed against her tit. Then
she felt him close his lips on the nipple, thrilled as he sucked
it, and gasped when his teeth started to close on it. The bite
was not nearly as painful as the earlier pinches, but it scared
her. Her fear vanished when his mouth slowly moved from her left
to her right breast and repeated the entire process.

His lips now kissed her between her breasts and then moved slowly
down the center of her abdomen. The kissing and licking continued
all the way to her pubis. There he withdrew contact and she feared
a replay of the teasing pattern he'd used with his hands. Instead,
his hands took hold of her hips and a moment later she felt the tip
of his tongue prod the hood of her clit.

His tongue was no less teasing, however, and she screamed in
frustration as it moved between her labia, almost but not quit
penetrating her. He repeated this many times, always at a slightly
different pace, but never fast enough to satisfy her. She found
herself getting higher and higher, knowing a frustration that was
exasperating. She found her voice again and begged, then demanded
that he satisfy her, as though she were in any position to demand
anything.

Then, with the now usual suddenness, his tongue was withdrawn. His
hands slid down her legs to her ankles. When he slackened but did
not remove the bindings on her ankles she knew she was soon to be
fucked.

His hands returned to her hips but then slid under her buttocks.
He grasped her buttocks tightly and forced her to rotate her hips
forward. Moments later she felt another warm probe on her
clitoris and she wondered whether it was his cock or his tongue.
When it slid between her labia she knew it was his cock and she
tried to thrust herself onto it. His hands tightened on her
buttocks and thwarted her movement, but she did not have a long
wait. Seconds later he thrust himself into her.

He held himself deep inside her for a moment before slowly with-
drawing. He paused again when only the head of his cock was within
her, then thrust inward again. He repeated this action several
times, varying only the length of each pause. Then he gradually
started to speed up his movements.

She moved to meet his thrusts and was only a little surprised when
his hands relaxed their grip to allow her. He was pumping at a
rapid pace now and she was very close to climaxing. He started to
spank her, each smack timed to match a deep thrust of his cock. She
was close to bursting then and lost herself in the exquisite
sensations. When his cock exploded, he bent forward and bit one
nipple. She responded with a starburst of passion.

Later she would try to remember details and fail totally. All she
could recall was the strange mixture of pleasure and pain that
carried her into ecstasy. She wondered if the blindfold inhibited
memory.

When he released her his manner hadn't changed. He showed her the
whip and told her she had much to learn. Then he left her standing
again in the circle of light. His voice told her she could dress
and leave. He also told her that her next session would severely
test her.

As she dressed she examined herself and found that she had a dark
bruise where his spanks had landed. Her left nipple also seemed
discolored. Despite those vivid reminders, she didn't want to
leave. When the spotlights faded and she could see the walls of
the room, she saw that she was alone. The fire had almost died out
and the cabinet that held the whip was again locked. She slowly
walked down the corridor and out the door.


 
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