The Unforgettable Night

The unforgettable night

       I will remember this night for the rest of my life; it was the most incredible night I ever had. I was sitting in my favorite coffee shop reading; the night of terrors. I was intrigued by the plot line, and my friends said it was a good book, so I picked it up and began reading. I was pleased with the way the writer kept her readers absorbed in the story. A skill that most have lost over the years but is always refreshing to find an author that knows how to keep an audience. But this is not why my night was unforgettable. It was the girl who walked in, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her brown eyes would glow as the sun wrapped around her auburn hair and made a halo of golden light. Her body was perfect, it curved in all the right places through her tight jeans, flowing shirt and killer shoes. When she saw that I was watching she smiled and returned to her order. I blushed but covered it with my book; I noticed that I hadn’t flipped the page since she walked in, not good.

       Before I could get over her she walked and sat next to me to introduce herself. “Hi” she said “my name is Sweety, what’s yours”? She extended her hand to shake. I took it and felt the soft skin and delicate hand shake then responded “my name is Mitchell, it’s nice to meet you”. “And you as well Jay,” she giggled, it was so cute I had to laugh a bit. We talked about books and other things for hours before we actually noticed it. Before I knew it she was inviting me out for drinks at 10. I graciously accepted and we exchanged phone numbers then departed from the store. On my walk home I reflected on our meeting. We talked about things that interested us like movies, college, art and music. But what had shocked me was the last thing she said as we hugged goodbye. She whispered in my ear “bring a whip” now I at first thought of the whips and chains I had in my back room for the random subbie but then rethought and said “get your mind out of the gutter Mitchell, she meant your damn car” I laughed and walked the rest of the way home. I glanced in my drive way at the “whip” and thought; damn it’s going to be a great night tomorrow. The car was a Dodge Challenger lime green with black tattoo designs down the sides, with a hemi. 10 O’clock rolled around, I called her to confirm we were still on and she said again to bring my whip and I told her it was ready.

Then drove to this bar downtown called the “Crimson Bite” I parked my car and locked it, grabbed the real whip out of the trunk and hid it under my jacket. I realized when she told me bar name that it was a BDSM bar so I was excited to be going, but didn’t know why she picked here, she looked like too much of a good girl to be into BDSM. But I dare not judge due to my adventures in the lifestyle. She met me at the door in a tight red dress that hugged all her curves in such a perfect way that my “whip” grew harder at first sight. We hugged and walked in hand in hand. The bar had already gone into full swing with the slaves and waitresses walking in nipple clips and chains, gagged and some were bagged haha. Sweety and I sat at a table and a male slave approached us with nipple rings and chains going through them, I saw he was excited to see Sweety as well from this swell in his leather thong. When he returned with our drink order we began talking about our interests and I found out she was a sub, and she found out I was a switch, that we were both in college, her a major in film and me a major in graphic design. We hit it off even more, making me fall in love with her and her smile. She had already had me enchanted but her BDSM lifestyle hooked me. After a few drinks we returned to my car and I hadn’t drank as much as her so I was able to drive, she asked to go to my place so I drove home with this new slave to be in my car. She reached over to my lap and unzipped my pants.

       She pulled out my dick and began to stroke the half hard shaft, smiling all the while. I was happy we were 3 stops from my house because I couldn’t wait to get this girl in my house. We got home before I came and I thanked God that I didn’t cum in the car. I got her in the house and she asked for the bathroom, I told her where it was after a deep kiss then she left licking her lips. I went to my back room and pulled out my nine tails from my coat, some straps and bars from the walls and drawers, then a ball gag, anal plug and dildo, and the enema tool and placed all of them on the bed. She returned from the bathroom with her shoes in one hand and her thong in another. She dropped them both looked at the bed and smiled, then pressed her lips on mine and we kissed for a long time before I plopped her on the bed and lifted the bottom of her dress. I peered down on her fresh shaved pussy and saw the wetness driping to her asshole, it all looked so delicious then I saw her feet. So small and slender with red polish. Before I did anything to her body she asked me to cut her dress off so I said with a burning passion yes. I grabbed some scissors and cut the dress from her. I strapped her hands and feet together with the leather straps then linked them with a 12 inch chain. Enough room to move but not quickly. She looked so happy and lustful her naked body glistening in the low candle light. I kissed her and stripped to get ready for the evening.

I stood over her and commanded her to blow me. She wrapped her lips around my cock and swallowed it all down in one gulp. She worked my cock for a good 30 minutes before I came in her mouth and told her to swallow. She did with a smile, and I looked down at her and said “Is there anything I should know before we start”? She replied “Yes. My safe word is ‘red’ and I like biting and whips. Oh and I'm an anal addict and I have a foot fetish.” She finished with a smile. It made me happy to know about the word and the foot fetish.  I took a foot and sucked slowly on her toes and watched as her eyes rolled in her head and her smile grew larger as I sucked and licked her feet. After a finished her feet I stood up and grabbed my nine tails. I looked at her and raised the whip above my head and broght it down with great practiced speed. The crack filled the room and made her shift and wince but she smiled and asked for more. I lashed all over her body, her breasts and cunt, her feet and thighs, her ass, arms. Her pussy got so wet she begged for my cock. I told her “dirty sluts don’t deserve my cock” and whipped her back and ass again. I put a collar on her neck and yanked her up by it I saw her tears come but she never said the word, so I continued. I gave her a light kiss on the lips then took the chain off her legs and hands and attached a chain spreader bar to her hands and feet to look at her pussy. I took out a big vibrator and put it on her wet waiting pussy. The fresh sopping cunt sent shivers through her body, and made her almost orgasm, before I took the vibe away and whipped her wet cunt again. I attached nipple clips and twisted quickly nearly taking off the butterfly clips.

She screamed in pain but never said her word. I knew she loved the pain, so I whipped her continuously as I pulled on her nipples and then before I lost my control I took off the bars, then carried her into the larger bathroom with a full tub/shower and turned on the cold water to wash over her reddened body. She felt better and I turned off the shower but not the water, left the room then returned with the enema tool. I attached it to the spout and said “bend over for your master whore” she did as I said and I wet her ass with the water then inserted the tool and cleaned her ass out. “Do you want master to fuck this dirty hole whore” I asked. She nodded and I positioned myself behind her. I spread her hole open enough to enter and I looked at the tight hole before I pressed my soft head against the small hole. I felt it open for me to enter and I slid my head inside and moved slowly listening to Sweety’s pants grow louder as I entered, and then I push with full strength and only got half way inside her and began to thrust. Her pants turned into moans and her moans to screams as I fucked her tight ass. Her ass wrapped around my cock, and squeezed and sucked on it hard and made me fill her before I was entirely inside her. I fucked her hole with hard thrusts getting deeper with every movement as she began to rotate and grind on my dick. I grabbed her hips and shoved the rest of the way inside her till our bodies met. She arched her back into my chest and I grabbed her breasts and pulled on the clips and bit her neck as I fucked her body. I ravaged her clit with my one hand, pulled her nipples with my other, and bit into her neck hard enough to draw small amount of blood. She screamed and moaned with full pleasure and before I came she said in a quiet voice “my pussy…please….please sir….fuuuck my pussy” I released her neck.

“I will” I said and pulled my dick out quickly and found her pussy with my cock in my hand. Sweety’s hand reached down and pulled my cock for me to her pussy as it dripped in anticipation. I rammed inside with amazing speed and began to fuck her pussy. It felt amazing and hot, it made me melt inside her and as I fucked her body again she thanked me with every thrust and push of my thickness. She asked for it harder so I pushed her face against the shower wall and rammed her tight pussy. Her body was so hot that I had to grind my teeth to keep from cumming, and when she screamed “IIII’MMM CUMMMMIIIINNNNG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I released my cum inside her in a flow of pure ecstasy. It hit her walls and her womb and made her cum again around my cock. I pulled out panting and turning off the water watching my cum and hers mix down her legs to her feet as she supported herself on the wall of the shower. I began to laugh in exhaustion as did she and we looked at each other and said “that was great”  she got down to the edge of the tub and sat next to me. We kissed and bit each other’s necks as a sign that we were in love. Sweety took the hose and cleaned herself out, I knew that we already were going to have a kid. And I was damn proud of it.

3 years later. We are married and have two beautiful children, twins, and it’s the night of their birthday. The anniversary of the night we met. On this night we let the kids play for another hour or so before bed because it’s their day then, when we know they are asleep, we go and celebrate our love and finish our night in pure pleasure and pain.