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Chapter 60

An Oriental Experience.

 

Pointing to the Japanese girl strapped into the gyno chair, Leo said, “I would like you to meet my sub, Narumi, Lew.”

“Nice to meet you Narumi,” I responded. She immediately looked at her Master to see how she should react.

“You can respond Narumi, this is Lew the house photographer and he would like to take some pictures of you. Lew will lend his sub to me and command her to allow me to pleasure her orally. I still have to get to know her, but she’s got the most beautiful vulva I’ve ever seen.”

The girl looked at me and shyly said, “Nice to meet you, Master Lew.”

“Does your name have a special meaning Narumi?” I asked, trying to set her at ease.

“Yes, Master Lew it means, Seed of Beauty.”

“Your parents couldn’t have given you a better name, except maybe, now that you’re all grown up I would say that the seed has blossomed, so ‘Flower of Beauty’ might be more appropriate now.”

“Thank you, Master Lew, for the compliment. If you desire to photograph me it will be an honor for me to pose for the house photographer.”

“And I guess you have no problem with your Master pleasuring my sub orally.”

“No Master Lew, I’ll do anything for my Master, if he desires to pleasure your sub orally I can only hope that he will derive pleasure from it as well as you hopefully will photographing me.”

“You are very beautiful and I love taking pictures of beautiful naked women, so it will definitely pleasure me dear. I have one small request though, would you mind taking a nice hot shower so that all the wax is removed from your lovely body? I prefer a woman’s body as natural as possible and the shower will not only remove the wax, but it will leave your body with far fewer rope markings as well, which is exactly the way I like it.”

Turning to Leo, I asked him to untie his sub, so she could go to the bathroom for the shower and maybe get dressed. He suggested I remove the wax with a flogger, but I declined the offer as this might leave some other unwanted marks on her beautiful body. I also explained to him why I preferred my models to be dressed when I start a photo session with them.

“When you have finished untying her Leo and she’s had the shower and is dressed I’ll take her upstairs to the studio and I’ll have asked my sub, whose name, by the way, is Dawn, if she would be willing to be pleasured orally by you. By that time, I’ll also have finished disciplining her for her earlier misconduct.”

Leo immediately began to untie Narumi while I made my way back to Dawn who’d been slowly swinging around still tied up completely. As she was still blindfolded and hadn’t seen me coming back to her I whispered in her ear but still, she was startled.

“There are a few things we need to discuss sub.” Dawn nodded without uttering a word, she hadn’t forgotten her mistake from earlier.

“One, I need to punish you for your talking earlier - you can probably guess what the punishment will be, can’t you? And two, I have a request from a young man who immediately fell in love with your gorgeous pussy.” Dawn nodded again.

“Concerning the request from the young man, whose name, by the way, is Master Leo, he wants to pleasure you orally. Normally you would not be allowed to cum unless I agree to it, but in this particular case, I would leave that decision up to the person who is pleasuring you. He will decide if and when you’re allowed to cum. In return, he will allow me to photograph his sub, a beautiful Japanese girl of 19. Now do not let this influence you in any way, if he wants to lick you, it’s entirely my decision.

If you want to risk more punishment and say no, I will not be mad at you, but your body will bear the consequences. Between you and me, if you say no I’ll find another way to photograph this gorgeous Japanese girl, believe me. It’s also entirely your decision if you wish to keep the blindfold on or not, in other words, if you want to see who is pleasuring you and of course, be recognized. There is no reason why you shouldn’t have the blindfold removed, he’s a very good-looking young chap: I put him in his mid-twenties. You will remain tied up while he performs cunnilingus on you. Think about it while I get a flogger to punish you.”

I walked away immediately, not giving her the chance to respond right away. I wanted her to think this over, especially after what Jack had told me about her parents. Some members might recognize her, not that she’s the spitting image of her mom, but she couldn’t deny Dawn was her daughter either. I took my time choosing the instrument of punishment I was going to use. Leo joined me, curious about Dawn’s decision. I had to disappoint him as I didn’t have an answer yet. He advised me though on the instrument of punishment to use.

“You told me Dawn loves horses, didn’t you?”

“Yes, she even wants me to go riding again with her.”

“Well, I had a very good experience with horsehair floggers and I know the club has some in their collection, there are shorter ones but also some that are really very long. When you let it glide over their body it tickles them and then you surprise them with the sting when you hit. When I use one on Narumi I can get her so hot that she almost cums spontaneously when I just let the hair slide over her body after a few hits.”

“I must admit I had never used one of these before, thinking they might be very painful. When a horse hits you with its tail, it stings and sometimes gives you a nasty bruise, I can assure you.”

“Yes, but this is different, in a real tail there’s the hard tail muscle inside. With these floggers, it’s only the hair. OK, I grant you that it can sting but it won’t bruise her.”

“I’ll take your word for it and give it a try.”

When I rejoined Dawn, Jack looked at me with a big smile.

“I’m pleased to see you choose one of the horse hair floggers, I suggested to Tanja and she took them into the collection. They’re very beautiful and natural; using them is more like giving a caress rather than a punishment.”

“Yeah, Leo told me that as well, and Dawn loves horses. God, before she had this crew cut she had hair longer than this flogger, so she might appreciate my choice, provided she is willing to take the blindfold off.”

“I understand you gave her a blindfold when you entered to make it more exciting for her, but why does she want to keep it on?”

“Not only does it prevent her from seeing, but she is also somewhat less recognizable and she is afraid, although she doesn’t know her parents are members, someone might tell them she was here.”

“No chance of that happening, first it’s not Friday or Saturday and those are their regular days, and secondly, members are very discreet, they will never tell who they saw here.”

“Yeah, but they might think her parents would already know she’s a member.”

“Even so, if George or Janet didn’t bring up that their daughter is a member themselves, no one would ask them the question or make a remark.”

Reassured by that answer I made my way back to where Dawn was still suspended.

“Prepare for your punishment sub,” I said, standing by her side and swishing the flogger through the air so she could hear it and feel the air displacement on her skin. I saw her pull in her stomach as far as possible, though that was about the only thing she could move thanks to Jack’s thorough binding. As I continued I got closer and closer to her tush until the tips of the horse hair touched it. At first, she didn’t produce any sound but as I hit her harder and harder I heard her beginning to moan alternating with a small yelp when I hit her really hard. After about 15 swats I stopped and approached her.

“Have you had enough time to think about what you want next sub? Please reply.”

“Yes Master, I would love for this other Master to pleasure me orally.”

“Excellent and what about your blindfold?”

“I’m not sure, what if people recognize me and tell my parents I visited a BDSM club?”

“I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that, my dear.”

“Why’s that Master?”

“Your parents are well known in the club.”

“They are?”

“Yes, you’re mother’s even got a nickname; she is known as ‘the queen of pain’.”

“What? They’re members?”

“Yes dear, when you go horseback riding on Friday they come to the club with your father competing with Jack in Shibari, and your mother screaming like a banshee when your dad flogs her to almost within an inch of her life.”

“Oh my God, I had no idea, so everyone here knows them?”

“Yes,       and Jack assured me that, even if they were to recognize you as Janet’s daughter they wouldn’t mention it to them unless they brought it up themselves. That’s rather unlikely as first you’re not a registered member and second, they saw I brought you here tonight.”

“If you are sure word will not get to my parents I prefer to have the blindfold removed and finally not only feel but also see what is happening to me, especially that strange flogger you used on me.”

“OK, I’ll remove it and the flogger I used on you is something you’re going to love even more when you see it’s made of horse hair.”

“Oh is it, that’s why it felt so good.”

After removing the blindfold, Dawn blinked her eyes and looked around her, now more or less realizing how she was displayed. Leo approached together with Narumi all bathed, clean, and dressed, and asked me if he could address my sub, of course, I agreed.

“Hello Dawn, I’m Master Leo and this is my sub Narumi. I understand your Master Lew told you about the agreement he and I made?”

“Yes, I do and I would love for you to pleasure me orally Master Leo.”

“Excellent, you do understand you’re not allowed to cum unless I permit you to?”

“Yes Master Leo, I do, I will not cum until you allow me to.”

“Good, but first you will pleasure me orally, would you like that?”

“Oh yes Master Leo, I love to suck cock and deep throat and when you cum I’ll gladly swallow.”

Looking at me, Leo whispered, “Oh my God Lew where did you find this angel, it took me a few months to convince and train Narumi to deep-throat me and swallow.”

“What can I say, she’s a natural,” I said with a wink.

Leo opened his trousers and his erect eager young cock sprung out immediately. He held it in front of Dawn’s lips, which she opened expectantly, her tongue already out to lick his glans. I estimated his size at average, Dawn would have no problem at all to deep throat him, and maybe he’d already cum a few times with his sub, so the amount of sperm he would squirt down Dawn’s throat wouldn’t be all that much either. Anyway, that’s what I hoped for her, displayed in this awkward position, but you never know of course with these young bucks. I used to produce serious amounts of sperm when I was his age, surprising many a girl.

As I was not interested in watching the show, but more interested in getting Narumi before my lens. I took her with me upstairs to the studio. I told her that from this moment on she was not to regard me as a Master but rather as a photographer and we would communicate in the normal fashion I do with models. The outfit she wore showed a lot of possibilities and reminded me a lot of the outfit Hellen had worn for her oriental photoshoot for the magazine. The huge advantage of this model was that she didn’t need full body makeup to look Japanese, she simply was.

When we came upstairs, she was astounded by how big the studio was. I explained to her it was exactly the same size as the club, but it looked much bigger as it was a completely open space. To begin, I put her in the same setting I had put Hellen in for her session. Contrary to her, Narumi wore a typical overlap geisha kimono, in sky-blue silky material with dragon prints, and with the borders in red with extremely wide sleeves. The dress was held together around her thin waist by a foot-wide red belt, tied at the back with a big bow. Her feet were encased in toe slippers.

Like a real geisha, she wore white socks. As I didn’t particularly look at her feet before, when she was naked, I remember if her toenails were painted in the same red nail polish as her fingernails. Her long black hair was piled on top of her head like a geisha wig with a couple of red chopsticks in it. She could have stepped straight out of a traditional Japanese teahouse with the one difference that her face was not whitened.

What Geishas wear under their kimono has, as far as I know always been a bit of a mystery. Although I didn’t think this geisha was wearing traditional underclothing I was hopefully going to find out as she started unveiling herself during the photo session.

To complete the picture I handed Narumi a hand-painted silk umbrella, not from Japan, but from Thailand, which I had bought many years ago when visiting this lovely village there, completely dedicated to producing these umbrellas. I had bought at least a dozen at the time, to give as a gift to friends and family. These things cost almost nothing then. 75 Eurocents for a big one and 20 Eurocents for a small one. Being also a tie aficionado I had not been able to resist all the beautiful silk ties they sold either, so I bought a couple of dozen of those as well.

Returning home from this trip I had to buy an additional suitcase to take everything I had purchased home. I was very lucky to have a very astute guide taking me to the airport who put his foot under the scales at the check-in, else I would have faced some serious overweight charges, but I’m digressing, back to the gorgeous geisha in my studio.

“So Narumi, have you ever posed for a photographer before?”

“No Mas…”

“What did I tell you, dear? Here I’m not a Master but a friendly old fart who wants to photograph a beautiful young woman, Lew’s the name dear, not Master.”

“OK Lew, and no I was never photographed by a professional, though Leo takes a lot of pictures of me in the nude in various BDSM situations.”

“I’m not going to deny that we’ll end up with me photographing you in the nude, but I want to make a whole series, starting with you fully dressed. I pulled the background with the garden image down. She loved it which made it easy for her to imagine herself walking in such a garden, shielding herself from the imaginary sun with her lovely parasol.”

After a serious number of shots, I suggested we went for a more erotic look, taking her to the woman’s boudoir background with the makeup table and mirror. I asked her to take a seat in front of it and pull the kimono partly off of her shoulders showing a big portion of her back, but keep her boobs hidden. No bra straps or any underwear to be seen after she pulled the kimono down to well under her shoulder blades, it was obvious she was nude under the kimono, as most men would imagine.

When she got up after taking the photos the kimono escaped from her hands, slipped down, and finally revealed her big boobs, leaving her completely in the nude, accidental or voluntary, I could only guess.

“Oops!” was all she said, so I guess she did it on purpose picking up the dress that had puddled around her feet, folding it, and putting it on the makeup table in the set, after which she turned around, giving me a full frontal view of her enticing body.

“You do have gorgeous breasts darling,” I said to her.

“I can’t complain, I’m rather proud of them,” she replied.

I had seen her naked before of course in the semi-darkness of the club but strapped into the gyno chair, but this was different, here she was fully lit by the spots, standing up.

Now I could admire how beautiful she really was. She had a gorgeous hourglass figure, toned abdomen, and legs with a pair of serious boobs standing high up on her chest and blossoming from her body, with the cutest tiny areolae and nipples. Unfortunately, like a man wearing socks while naked, she also looked a bit silly with her little white socks and toe slippers.

When I looked down at them she became acutely aware of the rather unflattering look, she bent down, and removed them quickly, leaving her also barefoot. Her toenails were, as I indeed suspected, painted in the same fiery red color as her fingernails. While she was doing that I rolled away the makeup table and replaced it with the chaise longue. She immediately grasped what I wanted her to do. She took up a position on the piece of furniture like the model in the paintings by Pino Daeni I looked at her and asked, “Do you know the painting you are copying?”

“Yes I do, I study art at university.”

“I had no idea.”

“Does this surprise you?”

“No, why would it?”

“With me being a sub and craving pain?”

“No, I can fully understand that you submit to someone, and that pain can give you the ultimate kick you are looking for, which has nothing to do with the career you pursue.”

“You don’t stop surprising me mister photographer, most men your age would not understand, but I guess you being a Master it does make sense. Have you been a Master your whole life?”

‘No dear, I only got involved in the lifestyle when I rented the cellar to Tanja. I had heard of it of course and seen some footage on the internet, but I only got involved rather recently, that’s why I’m still learning. But how about you? You’re what 19, 20? When did you get involved?”

“I met Leo when I turned 18 and he took my virginity. During that process, I discovered I liked it when I experienced pain while having sex, I liked it a lot. Leo was already a member of the club, involved in the lifestyle, and looking for a sub. He brought me to the club shortly after my defloration, so one thing led to another and here we are, fully-fledged members of the club with me dedicated to pain.”

“It’s not cheap to be a member and you’re still at uni?”

“Leo works for his dad, who owns and operates a factory producing conveyor belts, so money is not really an issue, and when I finish my studies I hope to help my mother who runs a successful art gallery in the capital.”

“I see,” during this impromptu life storytelling I was snapping away. I asked her to sit on the floor in front of the chair, with her elbows on the seat, making her tits really the center of attention in these shots. I couldn’t resist taking a few close-ups of her nipples which were nicely pebbled. She looked at me with a smile on her face.

“If you want them bigger, you’ll need to suck on them and pinch them hard,” she said.

“You don’t mind?”

“No I love it when my nipps are tortured, so please go right ahead and even bite them.”

“If you think that’s OK, don’t mind if I do, I love to use my mouth on a woman’s body.”

I put my camera on the floor under the chaise longue to keep it safe, bent my head forward, and gave a tentative lick on her right nipple.

“Come on Mister Photographer, I bet you can do better than that, use your teeth.”

To make sure I would not draw blood, I cupped her right tit and took the nipple between my front teeth, and bit lightly, while pinching the left nipple with my fingers.

“HARDER!” was the only reaction I got from her. I presumed she meant to pinch harder and not bite harder. I was terrified to draw blood, so I gave the left one a 180° turn.

“Oh yes, that’s much better, maybe you’d better use your fingers on the other one as well, as you seem to be afraid to really bite it too hard.”

I was indeed frightened that I would accidentally bite her too hard and draw blood. When I then gave that one also a 180° turn she cried out startling me at first, but quickly reassuring me with a satisfied moan. This girl really seems to dig pain, hard pain, maybe I should use some of my toys on her. Unfortunately, I had them all upstairs in the apartment, would I dare to take her there?

“I’m afraid I don’t have any toys here to please you with, they’re all upstairs in my apartment.”

“Well let’s go then, I’m curious to see how a photographer lives,” she said while jumping up and taking my hand in hers. “Which way do I go?”

I had never expected her to be this forward, but then again I had never played with a Japanese girl before in my life. I saw a number of porn movies and was always surprised by how they reacted verbally with their high-pitched screams as if they were always experiencing a lot of pain so I was extremely curious if this Japanese beauty was going to scream in the same fashion when I started playing seriously with her enticing hairy pussy and the rest of her alluring body.

When we arrived upstairs she was just raving over my roof garden. I decided to put her on a chair facing the garden, after all, I not only wanted to pleasure her sensitive areas but also her view. When she was comfortably seated I began to restrain her. First binding her wrists together, pulling them up over her head and securing them with a rope to the back of the chair. This not only gave a stunning view of her tits but also made sure they were fully accessible for play. Next, I made her sit on the very edge of the chair and pulled her legs as wide open as they would go (and that was extremely far). I secured them with ropes to the chair’s armrests as well.

All the time she cooed, indeed uttering high-pitched sounds, almost like a puppy in pain. So the noises those Japanese girls made in the porn movies were genuine. I left her there enjoying the view while I got my toys from the bedroom. I decided I was not going to gag her, I just loved the noises she was making. As she had indicated she wanted to experience extreme pain, I went straight for the 3-inch black foldback binder clips to torture her tits. When I put the first one on her right nipple, I let it close slowly increasing the pressure and consequently the pain that came with it as it pinched the tender but hard nub.

I didn’t get much reaction, this chick was clearly used to far more extreme pain. For the second one, I let it close much faster, not really letting it snap shut but close to it. This gave me the expected high-pitched Japanese scream. To make it more interesting I began adding small weights to the clips, pulling her nipps downward and extending them. From the side of her boob, I began to put clothespins on her skin. I had learned to put a thin rope under them so that when you want to remove them they can be ripped off in one go.

Her face showed she was loving every minute of this play. I refrained from putting a clothespin on her lips or tongue, as I personally find this totally ridiculous. Once I had finished torturing her boobs, I concentrated on her other sensitive area. I had seen downstairs in the club when she was in the gyno chair, Leo had used needles on her pussylips and nipples, but that was one street too far for me. I simply don’t like needles, that’s probably why I don’t like injections and tattoos either. I couldn’t possibly inject myself with anything, whether made by a pharma company or a hallucinating substance.

I did my fair share of weed smoking when I was young but that was about it, though very popular when I was young no LSD, for me, no speed nor anything similar. When I was tired of dancing, I went to bed, if at all possible together with a nice willing girl to get tired some more, in a pleasant way, but I’m digressing.

I needed to concentrate on this Japanese doll’s pussy. Her boyfriend and Master, Leo, was probably enjoying Dawn, my sub of the evening’s pussy to the full, so why shouldn’t I have a taste of this delectable jewel right in front of me. When I dropped to my knees in front of her she followed my movements with suspicious eyes. When she saw me bend forward she whispered, returning now back to the sub and dom required way of addressing each other.

“Oh yes, Master Lew, I love it when Leo eats my pussy, he only does that when I’ve been a very good and obedient slave to reward me. Am I worthy of being treated in this wonderful way by you?”

“Worthy or not love, I just love eating pussy and I’ve never had the pleasure of eating a Japanese one, so I’ll probably enjoy it even more than you will.”

I went to town on her pubic area by first placing dainty butterfly kisses on her little hairy triangle. A hairy pussy, even if it’s only partly so, gives you such a primal feeling, bringing you back to the beginning of time, it must have been the same when Adam saw Eve for the first time in the Garden of Eden. The small wild forest was just one lick away from her juicy outer lips. As her snatch was already slightly moist with her honey I got my first taste of an Oriental wonderland. In the end, it was not that much different from any other pussy I ever tasted, but just the idea of a different race made it so much more enjoyable. I remembered when I tasted black pussy for the first time in my life, now that was an experience. I was truly enjoying this to the full, and from the high-pitched noises she was making, I gathered she was too.

Unfortunately, being a pain addict, she needed more than my tongue to even get close to an orgasm. I was racking my brain on how to increase her arousal. The first thing that sprang to mind was the magic wand that I switched on and applied to her already moist pussy lips. To begin I stayed away from her clit which I had managed to persuade out of hiding from under its hood. I couldn’t twist it like I twisted her nipples, but I could try to give it a nibble with my teeth maybe. With the magic wand, I had succeeded in getting her pussy to produce a bit more honey, so I replaced the wand with a couple of fingers.

I needed more, think Lew…candles with hot wax maybe, but I hadn’t any lit for the moment, that would take too long, and then I thought of a couple of crocodile clamps with sharp teeth I could maybe use, well I had 4 of these things. I immediately proceeded to apply two to her outer lips and two to her inner lips. On the ones clipped on her outer lips, I attached a few small weights, stretching them. Maybe I should try the big inflatable dildo someone gave to me as a joke. Once inserted, it could be pumped up almost to the size of a horse’s dick, and if I combined it with a buttplug I might be able to make her orgasm. Alternatively, I could put an electric current on the crocodile clamps attached to her pussy lips, but I wasn’t sure on how to do that in a safe way. I had seen Jack do it with Elisa, but he’s an electrician and knows exactly how much and how long is safe.

With the dildo in her cunt and the buttplug in her ass, I put the magic wand again against her clit at maximum. I saw she was getting closer, but guessed she needed the ultimate kick to make it happen when all of a sudden, looking back again at her body I saw the strings under the clothespins. I grabbed them, and yanked hard, removing the clothespins forcefully from her skin. Now that did the trick. She howled like a banshee squirting all over the floor, I quickly let the air out of the dildo in her sheath. I had never in my life seen a woman squirt so much. I was going to have my work cut out to clean it up. I definitely didn’t want Petra to see this. When Narumi revived, after a good 5 minutes, she gave me a big smile.

“I must say, for someone who, as you claim, is not that familiar with BDSM, you sure know how to make an addict like me happy.”

“I must admit it was a challenge.”

When I looked at the clock, I saw we had been playing for an hour and a half, high time to take Narumi back to the club. I hope Dawn wasn’t too distressed with me disappearing for so long and leaving her with this Leo whom she doesn’t know. After quickly removing all the clamps from Narumi’s boobs, untying her, and moving back to the studio for her to get dressed we made tracks back to the club. The first thing I saw coming in, was Dawn, still completely nude, having a chat and a drink with Leo and Jack at the bar, I quickly joined them, apologizing.

“Well look who’s returned from his photoshoot with a beautiful and willing Japanese girl,” Dawn said with a big smile on her face. “Had a good time Lew?”

“I did take some very nice pictures yes.”

“Was that the only thing you did? I can’t imagine looking at your Japanese model you only took her photo.”

“OK, we did play a little.”

“Judging by the sated look on her face, I think it was more than just a little.”

“Going by your facial expression, you had a nice time as well I guess?”

“I can’t complain, Jack and Leo are good. Jack is indeed an ace with ropes. When he tied me up the only discomfort I experienced was being restricted in my movement but nothing else. And Leo, oh my God he really knows his way around a vagina with his tongue.”

Feeling a bit miffed, I couldn’t resist asking if he was better than I was.

“I wouldn’t say better, different might be a better word, he made me cum a few times.”

“And was he satisfied with the session?”

“Why don’t you ask him yourself, I’m sure he’ll ask his Japanese bit how you did.”

That was already happening I guess, as I saw Narumi in an excited conversation with Leo, so maybe not the best moment to interrupt. Better ask Jack how he felt about the session with Dawn. Typical Jack he replied, “Interesting,” which was all I got out of him. Over time I got to know Jack a bit better and when he said interesting, it meant he was very pleased with Dawn’s performance; that one word even indicated he would like to play with her again, sometime in the future. Good to know, and now that I knew Dawn’s parents were members of the club I was thinking of bringing Dawn on a Friday evening when her parents apparently were regulars. Maybe in a few weeks, after we went horseback riding, it shouldn’t be too difficult to convince her to come down again with me. I’ll have to talk to Tanja about it, she’ll know if I can pull off a stunt like that.

A quick chat with Leo convinced me Narumi had given me a good report on the session I had with her. He also confirmed he wouldn’t mind playing with Dawn again in the future, which she also seemed to think was not such a bad idea. In my mind, I was already working out a scheme for a Friday evening a few weeks from now. Looking at Dawn I asked her if we should maybe go now. She agreed as she was a bit tired. I took her back via the private backdoor though now she was not blindfolded we took the stairs, but only after she had seen how she had come down in the small freight elevator at the start of the evening.

She agreed that it had been rather frightening but now that she saw it she understood why I had used it instead of the stairs while she was blindfolded thus not running any danger at all.

“I must warn you, Lew, when one is blindfolded it is a frightening experience.”

“OK love, I’ll keep that in mind for future use, do you think it would be less frightening if someone else had joined you?”

“Do you think that two would fit in that tiny space?”

“If their boobs or asses aren’t too big it…” before I could finish the sentence, I got my arm slapped.

“As if you don’t like big tits and bubble butts.”

“I do, so I only need to remember not to use it when they have anything bigger than an A cup then?”

“Oh my God, MEN!”

“Sorry dear we can’t help ourselves, you girls shouldn’t have such enticing bumps on your chests.”

“OK let’s go upstairs, I need a shower and a drink and if you behave I might consider giving you a blowjob to thank you for yet another exciting evening.”

“Since you propose it so nicely how could I refuse?”

Arriving upstairs, Dawn went straight to the bathroom. I ran behind her to lay out a bathrobe and a few fluffy towels. When, after about half an hour, she finally emerged, she looked totally refreshed with still a pink flush on her cheeks. The bathrobe was tied with a sash around her waist but with a big gap at the top giving me an enticing view of a sexy bra encasing her perky B cups. On her head, she had a towel knotted like a turban. When she walked toward me I could see glimpses of a bra coordinated tong every time she took a step. In her eyes, I could see she knew exactly what she was doing and what effect it had on me. I held out a glass of chilled Chardonnay, which I knew was her favorite white wine. She immediately took a large gulp as if she was dehydrated.

“That’s better! Don’t you want any?”

“I had plenty when you were showering dear.”

“Oh, did I take too long?”

“You can take as long as you wish dear.”

“Thank you, Master,” she said with a cheeky smile on her face, “do you need to punish me again?”

“Come here hussy, and give me a kiss.”

“Wouldn’t you prefer a blowjob as I suggested earlier dear?”

“If you insist.”

Dawn put her glass on the coffee table and stepped on it, just like Grace had done during our Christmas bash. I wondered if she had talked to Grace and did the latter tell her about the show she put on for me and how I thoroughly enjoyed that stunt.

She looked down at me and pointed to the sofa. I couldn’t be seated fast enough for what I hoped would turn into another Demi Moore-like performance from the film Striptease. I had some music on in the background which would go nicely with this type of show. Dawn began to sway in time, her arms in the air. All of a sudden she turned around and I saw her arms go toward her middle. After fiddling a bit she untied the bow, pulled the sash out from the bathrobe, and swung it high above her head, showing me she had removed it. Then she grabbed the top of the bathrobe and slowly began pulling it down over her shoulders. When it was below her shoulder blades she turned around, facing me again. She then let the robe slide down her arms and drop on the table. She looked amazing in her bra and thong. A naked woman is very arousing, but if some of the enticing parts are covered it is even more so.

In anticipation of the promised blowjob, I unfastened my pants and shoved them down my legs. That was her clue to drop to her knees, bend forward and take my hard cock out of my boxers. Then supporting herself with her hands on my knees, she bent even deeper, holding her wide open mouth just over the head. It felt as if my cock was actually reaching out to enter that lovely cavety poised so invitingly above it. Must be my imagination running wild. Not keeping the suspense going any longer she stuck out her tongue, giving the top of the head a tentative lick, after which she swirled her tongue around the rim. Oh my God, this woman knows how to make a man go crazy with desire. Then I saw and felt her sweet lips close around the top after which my cock slowly but surely disappeared, a quarter of an inch at a time into her hot mouth.

When her lips reached my pubes; I could feel the head had gone effortlessly into her throat, deliciously squeezing it. She let it reside there for a while clearly not bothered about being able to breathe. She had come a long way, Dawn, from when she had stepped into the photo studio for that first photo shoot after I got to know her parents. When sliding back up after what seemed like an eternity, she grabbed the bottom part with one delicate hand and began pumping it, while sucking just on the head alternating with swirling her tongue around it. With the fingertips of her other hand, she tickled my balls, combining this with teasing the frenulum with the tip of her tongue, sending small electric shocks through the head. It was clear she was determined to make me orgasm in record time.

I had nothing to prove to her anymore so I just let it happen and enjoyed the ride. The big advantage of having sex with someone you know, like I knew Dawn, was that I didn’t need to worry about what she wanted, liked, or abhorred when I come. I know I can let go and fill her mouth with my hot sperm when I orgasm, and that’s exactly what I did. She looked up, opened her mouth to show me my deposit on her tongue, and then made a small show of swallowing with a happy smile on her lips.

Then all of a sudden, as she rose, she became all business like, “so Lew, I’m counting on you to join our carousel ride next Friday.”

“Sure, I’ll be there, what time do I need to arrive?”

“We start at 8 pm, but you’d better arrive half an hour early to prepare your horse, you know, brushing it, cleaning the hoofs, putting the saddle on.”

“I know dear, I’ve ridden before and that’s all part of the fun, and it helps you to establish a relationship with the horse too.”

While this business-like conversation was going on, Dawn got dressed, slowly but surely hiding all her enticing body parts, of which I couldn’t get enough. With just a peck on my lips, she was gone.

As it’s been quite a while since I rode carousel, I hope I won’t embarrass myself next Friday. I already know that come Saturday morning I will have a lot of aching muscles in my body!