As I have mentioned before our middle bedroom had mirrors, hooks in the ceiling and some restraints. This was where we had experimented with bondage and flagellation. I liked to be restrained and lightly flogged, but found it difficult to be dominant with Ann, who found it all very arousing and wanted more. To satisfy her curiosity I found an ad in our local free paper for a dominatrix who I called and made an appointment with for Ann. The instructions led us to a large town house, where we were to use the garden gate and enter through a side door with Ann remaining silent once we were inside. Mistress Ava was stunningly attractive, probably early forties, tall, with dark hair, a minimal amount of makeup and a long lamb skin leather dress. Ava led Ann into the playroom, as she called it, told her to remove her clothes and to put them in a bin bag that Ava had given her. When she had done that, she was to stand in front of the Maltese cross with her hands behind her head, fingers interlaced and feet apart. As Ann undressed Ava came back out and showed me to an adjoining room. She said, “I don’t normally allow anyone else in the playroom, but you can watch from in here.” She drew back a curtain revealing a window into the room which was surprisingly well lit allowing me to clearly see inside. “This is a one-way mirror, Ann will have no idea you are watching.” Ava told me that it was very rare for a woman to visit her, when they did, they were looking for a more sensual and erotic experience, whereas men want to be dominated, to be humiliated and punished if they become aroused. “Normally I wear a PVC catsuit” said Ava, “but for Ann I have on some lingerie so she will be visually stimulated as well. Please take a seat and I will start”. Ava returned to the playroom locking the door behind her and picked up the bin bag of Ann’s clothes which she put into a cupboard. Ava unzipped the leather dress and removed it, revealing her lingerie. A black lace quarter cup bustier, that showed off her ample bosom, with suspender straps. A matching lace thong, lace top stockings and heels. I became instantly hard at the sight and noticed Ann looking at her. Ava stood in front of Ann, “You will only refer to me as mistress and I will call you Toy.” The playroom had a microphone in it so that I could hear every word relayed through a speaker in the room I was in. Ava continued, “You will only speak if I ask you a direct question, and your only reply will be either yes or no mistress.” “Do you understand?” she asked Ann. “Yes” she replied. Ava slapped her face, “again do you understand?” “Yes mistress.” Better Ava said. “Your safe words will be as follows. If the play becomes too intense and you have reached your pain limit but do not want the play to stop, you will say yellow. If you want the play to completely stop for whatever reason you will say, red. If you say anything else I will not, I repeat, will not stop. Do you understand?” “Yes mistress” replied Ann. “Ok then we will begin”.
Ava stroked Ann’s breasts making her nipples stand out. She pinched them both, pulling and twisting them. She released them, then pinched them again harder, causing Ann to take in a deep breath. Ava pulled stretching the nipples, then pulled in a circular motion stretching Ann’s breasts in all directions. Ava then took hold of Ann’s arms, buckled leather cuffs to her wrists and attached them to the cross above Ann’s head. She did the same with Ann’s ankles attaching the cuffs at the bottom of the cross forcing her legs further apart. Ava picked up a flogger raising it up then swiftly down onto Ann’s tit. I was familiar with the stinging sensation it causes, which I particularly liked, from our own play at home. Ava struck Ann’s other tit but slightly harder, making her flinch, measuring her response to the pain. Ava continued striking Ann’s tits with the flogger from above, the sides and below. I watched as her tits shuddered with each impact and started to redden. Ava placed clips on Ann’s now quite sensitive nipples causing her breathing to become heavier. Ava swung the flogger upwards between Ann’s legs so that it slapped against her pussy. Ann only slightly twitched, so Ava did it again much harder, again measuring her response, making Ann gasp. She struck her pussy some more, Ann flinching and gasping each time. Ava reached down and rubbed her hand between Ann’s pussy lips, coating her fingers with her wetness. Ava raised her fingers to Ann’s mouth which she instinctively sucked clean. “Do you want me to continue” asked Ava. “Yes mistress” replied Ann. Ava continued to flog Ann’s pussy, occasionally the top of her thighs and her belly, but mostly her pussy which now felt like it was burning, and the lips were becoming red and puffy. Ava now turned her attention back to Ann’s tits. Ava decided to test Ann, bringing the flogger down hard on her tit and nipple knocking the clip off. The sensation of the sting from the flogger and the blood rushing back into the nipple made Ann writhe and pull against the restraints. Before the intense feeling had subsided, Ava did the same to the other tit making Ann writhe again. Ava let Ann rest for a moment, caressing both her breasts and engorged nipples with her hands, before asking, “do you want to take this to the next level, Toy?” “Yes mistress” replied Ann. “Good, but I should warn you, I am going to use a cane that will leave marks like red stripes, how long they last will depend on how hard I strike you, but usually a few days. Do you want me to leave marks on your body?” Without hesitation Ann replied, “Yes mistress,” her voice trembling, probably with excitement. My cock had been hard from the start and twitched at hearing this. The first blow from the cane landed on her tit, Ann winced at the stinging sensation. Ava caressed her tit as it slightly reddened. Ava struck Ann’s other tit then alternated giving several harder blows to her breasts making Ann squirm and tug at the cuffs. A number of stipes started to appear on her tits, each one was stinging so intensely tears welled up in her eyes.
Ava released the wrist and ankle cuffs from the cross, telling Ann to turn around. “You are doing well but you are wriggling about too much” said Ava as she went over to a table. Ava selected some rope and a metal anal hook, shaped like a J with a loop at the top and a ball at the other. She applied lube to the ball end telling Ann to lean forward and pull her arse cheeks apart. Ava offered up the ball to her exposed rose bud and with a push the ball was in. But Ava teased Ann, by pushing and pulling it so her sphincter expanded and contracted repeatedly around the ball. Eventually she pushed it all the way in, and Ann let out a sigh as the steel entered her. “Do you like things in your arse, Toy? Asked Ava. “Yes mistress” Ann replied. “Good to know” said Ava smiling. Ava threaded the rope through the loop on the hook and tied it to one of top loops on the cross, pulling it tight at the same time. Now if Ann moved, she would feel an uncomfortable pulling sensation in her arse.
Ava continued to flog Ann’s pussy in between caning the top of the back of her legs just below her bum cheeks leaving red stripes each side. “I am now going to spank your bottom with a paddle and really test your limits,” said Ava. “Again, it will leave marks, and you will be sore for a day or two. Do you want me to make your bottom sore and red?” “Yes mistress” replied Ann. Ava selected a paddle and gave each of Ann’s bum cheeks several smacks in quick succession. Ann was now so aroused that the wetness from her pussy was dripping on the floor. Ava noticed this, striking Ann with the paddle harder than before, on each cheek. As her buttocks burned and reddened Ann now used the safe word, “yellow” she said. Ava continued to spank her arse repeatedly until Ann cried out and orgasmed. “That will be all for now” said Ava as she caressed Ann’s now bright red buttocks and undid the cuffs from her wrists and ankles. Ava told Ann to have a rest for a moment and she sat awkwardly on a bench. Ava left the room and came to speak to me. Did you bring your camera?” she asked, and I passed her the polaroid. Ava returned to Ann telling her to stand up with her hands behind her head, feet apart and gave her the rope to hold. Ava took a number of pictures of the marks on Ann’s body and the hook in her arse which she then removed, before retrieving the bin bag and telling Ann that she could now get dressed. As Ann dressed Ava chatted to me, “The welts from the caning and her sore bum will need some after care when you get home.” Ava continued, “I have never had a woman become so aroused before in one of my sessions, let alone orgasm, she was dripping on the floor, and her pain threshold is quite amazing, I would like to play with her some more, if you are both agreeable.
In the following week I lovingly rubbed cream onto the marks, to help them fade, and relieve the soreness. She would become aroused during the process, probably from remembering the time with Mistress Ava, resulting in us having a prolonged fucking session.
If you enjoyed this story and want to read more, please leave a comment, I like to read them. If you have questions about her sexual activities, please ask, and if it is something or a scenario I have not already written about, it may become a subject for the next story.
