New story: "Submission"

Another break from the "Daily life of a naughty herm girl" series this month, for a story I had in mind for some time. So I'm going all Mistressy this time, with Kat enjoying it on the other side. *grins* Read it all in Lust XXX Magazine April issue, or read on if you prefer.

Submission

Text and photos by yours truly, as usual

Models: Katina Cazalet & myself.

Kat changed position, a bit awkward on the woven straw of the tatami under her. With only the little tunic she was wearing, she strangely felt even more exposed than if she had actually been naked. This and the blindfold left her vulnerable, especially after what she had just been through.

The two studs had surprised her, she hadn't expected that at all. Of course, she knew it was on purpose, but they were quite impressive. And stripping in front of two big guys watching her wasn't exactly common for her. She was sure she didn't have anything to fear, but that hadn't really helped. The two men hadn't even been harsh when they had blindfolded her and driven her here, but it was clear that she didn't have a choice. And now she just sat there, alone, listening hard to try to figure out what was happening around her.
It had been a long quest to get to this place. The woman she had come to see was considered by a lot as a legend. In this little world, everybody had heard of her, but there were very few who had actually seen her. But Kat had wanted to get to her. She had used every possible lead, tried every possible way she could find to get in touch. And nothing had worked. Each time, she had ended up facing a wall. The woman was impossible to contact.
But somehow, she had pulled a string that had triggered something. Which one it was, she would probably never know, but it finally happened. One night, all of a sudden, when she wasn't expecting any call, the phone rang. On the other end, a woman's voice, soft and deep, a voice used to command. The woman didn't ask anything, she knew she was talking to the right person. She just said an address, a date, an hour, and added, 'Be there.' And hanged up. Kat had realised several minutes later that she had been staring at the wall shivering with her mouth open. It was her. It just had to be her.
On the given date, at the given hour, she was there. She had actually been early, and had waited nervously in front of the door, ringing only exactly on time. The door had opened immediately on the two studs. And now she was there.
It felt like she had waited for an hour already, but her nervousness was just playing her tricks. And finally, she heard something. Regular tapping sound, far away, but getting closer. Sound becoming clearer: heels. Heels clicking on paves or stones. Kat shivered. She was coming!

It felt weird. It was as if a part of her just looked at her calmly, analysing everything happening to her, while another part was actually in it, feeling every bit of it. And the first part of her knew the woman's approach was part of the whole thing too, done on purpose to increase her excitement in anticipation. And it sure worked very well!The steps got closer and closer, then suddenly stopped, apparently only a couple of meters away. Then the swooshing sound of a wooden sliding door, two steps again, the last one muffled by the tatami straw, and the 'swoosh - gachan!' of the door closing. Heels turning on the straw mats, a gush of air on her face as the woman passed her by, positioning herself behind her. Kat's heart leaped, leaving her almost breathless already.

The floor squeaked as the woman knelt down. Kat gasped as she suddenly felt two hands grabbing the little tunic and taking it off of her, leaving her naked. The rational part of her wondered why she had been asked to wear this tunic just to remove it a few minutes later, but the effect it had on her was incredible: 'she' had stripped her!

She shivered as the woman's hand grabbed her shoulder, giving it a light pressure to pull her up. She stood, feeling exposed, defenseless. The woman pushed her gently forward. A little step. She was on some kind of platform it seemed. A hand on her shoulder again, pushing down. She knelt, but now the hand was pressing on her back. She went on all fours, but that wasn't what the woman wanted either. She felt her forearms grabbed and pulled forward, making her lie on her belly.
Then, a light caress on her hair, fingers gently combing her, light touch on the skin of her skull. Her body was reacting wildly to the touch, excitement running through her, making her tremble. She could hear the woman's breath behind her, deep, calm, totally in control. And that only added to her excitement.
And suddenly, the fingers got tighter in her hair, and a knee was pressed in her loins, making her arch her back, her belly squeezed on the straw under her. She let out a little moan as her legs were spread opened, then cried out in surprise and pleasure as two fingers were suddenly inserted in her vagina. The woman went deep, making Kat squirm and wriggle, her body getting tense in delight. She had long fingers, and of course had chosen the longer ones to put them fully inside, her index and pinkie resting along her labia. She hardly moved at all, only probing, as if to feel Kat's reaction. But that was enough to make Kat's pleasure go several steps up, to the point where she had to bite her lower lip to keep a little bit of self-control.

She almost sighed with relief as she felt the fingers slide out. The knee left her back, and she realised she was hardly breathing. She blinked under the blindfold, and forced her lungs back to work. She gasped again as her ankles were seized and pulled up, the woman's kneeling over her. She heard the recognisable sound of rope being uncoiled, and slowly, with sharp and precise moves, wrapped around her wrists, then her ankles. A hand pulled her up slightly, and threads were wrapped around her waist, tied in her back, then pulled down between her legs. The woman continued with her upper body, rope sliding along her flesh, tightened, tied. A hand grabbed her shoulder again, making her turn round, and the woman continued, gathering the threads, tying them on the front.

Kat was left flat on her back, feeling the harness the woman had just tied around her slightly getting into her flesh. It was tight, but not painful. Just... uneasy. She tried to relax, slowly getting back her breath under control. And as soon as she started to feel calm again, a move over her, then suddenly the weight of a body on hers. The woman had just lied down on her! Kat moaned as she got all tense again, her body shaking, the woman's breath on her face, feeling what seemed to be a long open cardigan on her skin, a bit of flesh pressed on hers.

The woman stayed there for a moment, Kat trembling as she wondered what she would do. But she did nothing. Nothing at all. She suddenly stood up, leaving Kat alone, and she stepped aside. Kat listened as carefully as she could, her ears almost painful as she tried to guess what was happening. And suddenly, a squeak of rope, and she felt her body lifted. Her ankles and wrists had been tied to what seemed to be poles in a square, and her waist was pulled up, stretching her arms and legs. She moaned.

The harness was getting into her flesh painfully. Her arms and legs were aching, the rope tight around her wrists and ankles. She was about to cry out when the woman stopped, leaving her completely helpless, blind, tied, stretched, unable to move at all. She heard the woman getting closer to her, feeling her just standing near her, observing her, probably smiling at the spasms that shook her body.

Sounds of heels on straw mat again, the woman had come closer. Kat almost cried out as she felt something touching her. What was it? Something hard, warm, a few of these, running along the skin of her belly... Gosh... Fingernails... Just fingernails... The woman was caressing her gently, slowly. Kat tried hard to clam herself down, realising she was breathing too deeply, but she couldn't release the tension completely. Her surprise had tightened the ropes even more, the mix of pain and desire was keeping her tense.

The fingernails left her skin and the woman moved again. The sound of a zipper opening, then another like... searching something in a bag, maybe? Another sound of heels on the straw, and she could feel the warmth of a body between her thighs. What was she about to do?
A little pause... Tension increasing... Gosh, she was good with the timing! And suddenly, the piece of the harness around her pelvis was pulled and something hard and cold was rubbed along her labia, before being roughly inserted deep inside her.

Her orgasm surprised her. She had felt the tension and the pain and the desire, but somehow, she hadn't figured out she had been so ready for that. Spasms shook her hard, increasing the pain in her wrists and ankles and waist. When the pleasure finally calmed down, she felt even more tightly tied that before. She took a deep breath, trying to relax again, and found out it was actually easier now. She tried to make herself 'comfortable', at least as comfortable as this weird position allowed, and finally succeeded to calm down, a smile appearing on her lips.
The contact of the woman's hand on her body made her shiver a little, but she soon started to enjoy the caress. And the woman seemed to enjoy it too. She ran her hand all over Kat's belly, then cupped one of her breasts. Kat was breathing deeply, still smiling, savouring this moment of intimacy after all the tying and stretching.

But it wasn't over. Oh no, it wasn't. Afterwards, Kat would actually remember this moment as the calm before the storm. The hands left her skin, leaving her wanting more, and she heard the woman rummage inside her bag again. Kat's heart leaped as she heard the next sound, that she recognised at once: a lighter. Oh gosh, was she safe after all? A hint of panic run through her body. What was the woman doing? And now she was getting closer, Kat felt her positioning herself over her chest. She could hear something burning, a flame. No, that was impossible, nobody had ever told her that anyone had been injured during one of these sess... She cried out as she felt a burn on her breast! Something thick and hot had hit her skin, then cooled down and solidified at once. And another! And another! Oh gosh, what was this? Each burn was like a sting, painful, but gone at once. Little by little, she felt like a crust covering her breasts, something at the same time soft and rigid. Gosh, yes: wax! She had never experienced this, just heard of it. The feeling was incredible. High pain, but for so little time, she knew it hardly ever left any mark. It was mostly her nerves reacting to the heat, but the wax cooled down as soon as it hit her flesh.
The stings continued, making her body hard jerk each time. She was completely losing control of her own mind, lost in pain and pleasure. She suddenly became very aware of the dildo still inserted deep in her folds, as her inner muscles tightened around it at each spasm. She knew it couldn't last long - her breasts would soon be completely covered in wax - but it went on for what felt like hours. The woman sometimes made little pauses, either on purpose, or just to find a bare spot on her wax-covered chest. The waiting felt even worse than the pain. Her muscles were getting so tense that she feared they would snap, waiting for the next sting, with no idea where it would happen.

Another pause, longer than the previous ones. Was the woman still looking for a bare spot? Kat had to bite her lower lip to regain a little bit of control over herself, a huge tension in her whole body. But the next drop didn't come. The woman was moving away from her. She heard her searching for something in her bag again, then came back, right in front of Kat's upside-down head.
Another pause, making her getting tense again in expectation. Wax, and now what? Her flesh was still shivering at the memory of the stings. What could possibly happen now? She gasped as she felt something hard rubbed on her nipple, then open itself and... She yelled! Something had just been plugged on her nipple, probably a clothing pin, crushing it nastily, sending shivers of pain through her whole body. She writhed in her harness, her body instinctively fighting to escape. But that only made the ropes sink deeper in her flesh. Kat heard herself cry again, and again, until the twinge finally decreased, allowing her to calm down a bit. She was still in pain, but it was more bearable now the surprise was gone. And of course, as soon as she had regained control, the woman put a second pin on her other nipple. Kat's body jerked again.

She felt the woman step back as her body struggled, waiting for the fight to be over. She could feel her watching her. She could only imagine how she looked like at this moment, all tied up, dildo deep inside her vagina, breasts covered in wax, clothing pins on her nipples. The woman was turning around her slowly, as if contemplating her works. Kat forced herself to breathe deeply. She was trembling hard, lost in her pain, each shiver making her ache a bit more. And she suddenly realised that this had turned her on more than she had ever been. The muscles of her pelvis were pulsating around the dildo, and she felt herself dripping wet. In spite of the pain, a smile appeared on her face.

The woman had walked a full circle around her, as if to admire her from all angles, and had gone back beside her head. Kat heard her breathe, calmly, deeply. A slight touch on her skin again: the woman had run her hand on her skin, making her sigh in pleasure. The pain seemed to have strangely gone in the background, what she felt now was more excitement and desire. She involuntarily started at the new sound, her body reacting before she could analyse it. But that wasn't a sound to be afraid of, more a promise of delights: the woman had unfastened her bra. Then another sound, very recognisable too: the snap of a button, and a zipper opening. Then fabric sliding against flesh. The woman was undressing!

And suddenly, fingers grabbed her blindfold and pulled it down. She blinked in the sudden light, unable to see anything for a moment. Then things got back into focus and she found herself facing... Oh God, she had almost forgotten! That was why she had come in the first place, because that woman... wasn't only a woman! Above the pink folds, slightly glistening, the part that shouldn't be there, tense, fully erect, so close that she could see a little drop of precum oozing from it. Kat couldn't help moaning, and suddenly found herself drooling, to her own surprise, her whole body tingling with desire.

The woman got closer and her hands gently grabbed her waist. She slightly bent her knees, getting her hard little prick at the level of her lips. Kat opened her mouth wide, ready to receive it, and moaned as it penetrated her slowly. She was surprised to feel the little shaft going deep in her throat effortlessly. She had never been so much into that. She had tried it a few times, but had always ended up choking and coughing. But today, it just worked; the woman was in her mouth to the hilt.

She tried to breathe, and realised she couldn't: the cock blocked the way. So she waited, the little penis fully in her mouth, throbbing slightly. Her body started to react to the lack of hair, her lungs fighting to get to work again. That seemed to make her even more sensitive to everything: ropes tying her, her body hanged and stretched, wax on her chest, nipples clamped with clothing pins, still pulsating in pain, dildo deep inside her on one side and the cock in the other one. Her delight was extreme, never in her whole life she had felt so helpless and horny, never she had felt so... herself, in the ecstasy of giving her body and soul to this woman she didn't even know, and to be used so perfectly.
A haze finally came to her eyes, spasms shaking her as she struggled to let air in. Her whole body seemed on fire. She felt strangely calm, as if observing herself from outside, with only a slight hint of uneasiness, wondering when the woman would allow her to breathe again. But of course, the woman knew exactly what she was doing. Just as it was about to become unbearable, she pulled herself out. Kat inhaled noisily, coughing a bit, then panted for a moment, her chest heaving hard.
When she felt her sufficiently back in control, the woman pushed herself forward again, getting her cock in to the hilt once more, but then pulling back, slowly, gently. She started to steadily fuck her mouth, her cock tip penetrating Kat's throat each time, then almost slipping out of her lips. Kat was unable to prevent herself from drooling around the hard prick, saliva dripping over her cheeks in this awkward position. She didn't care. She just relaxed and enjoyed this womanly cock using her, shivers of delight running through her spine.
The woman started to mouthfuck her faster, deeper. Kat suddenly heard her moan, first time she actually heard her voice, this soft and deep voice she had heard on the phone what seemed like ages ago. She could feel the cock throb hard, the salty taste of precum on her tongue. She smiled, preparing herself for the final explosion, eager to swallow the woman's juices.
But she had other plans. She suddenly groaned and pulled out, a tense look on her face, grabbing her cock and holding it for a moment, as if to calm herself down. Then she looked deep into Kat's eyes, and Kat felt something happening, a connection, something she probably could never experienced again with anyone else. She returned the woman's gaze, and smiled when she saw her smile too. Then the woman stepped away, getting back to the big bamboo frame, untying a few ropes, and starting to pull hard. Kat couldn't help moaning in pain as her legs got pulled up, stretched the other way than before, her arms getting horizontal, her pelvis set free. The woman tied the ropes again, and came back in front of her, her eyes level to hers. She waited for the shivers of pain to calm down in Kat's body, then grabbed the dildo and pulled it out. Kat moaned, almost sure about what will come next. The woman grabbed her cock again, and started to rub it on Kat's labia, making her body shake in expectation and desire.

Then, eyes deep into Kat's, the woman dived in all of a sudden, burying her shaft deep. The orgasm was immediate, shaking Kat's helpless body violently, the ropes making her flesh sore as it rubbed against her skin. The woman didn't even wait for the exploding pleasure to calm down: she grabbed Kat's thighs and started to ram in and out, her swollen cock jerking hard.

It didn't last long, the woman was at the edge already. Kat saw her start to bite her lower lip only after a few thrusts, and only after a few more did she suddenly pull out, crying out in pleasure, grabbing her cock as it started to ejaculate over Kat's groin. The woman kept on letting out little cries, spasms shaking her, long threads of thick semen soaking Kat's skin.

The woman's orgasm ended at last, leaving her breathless, eyes closed, cock still throbbing in her hand. Kat looked at her, the tall slender figure, the messy blonde hair, the casual look of her clothes. She thought that she could have passed by this woman in the street, and would hardly have noticed her. And now she was hers, completely, to use as she wanted.
But would she want? Kat knew that now was the moment of truth. The woman was known for that: at the end of the session, either she kept you, or she just untied you and walked away. Kat thought everything had been perfect, but... was it only on her side? She raised her eyes to the woman's, but they were closed, her head tilted back, still recovering from her orgasm.
Then she stepped away, sitting down on the straw mats, still breathing hard as she looked at her works. Kat couldn't decipher her expression. Was she happy with what had just happened? She just didn't have a clue.

Kat heart's missed a beat as she saw the woman stand up and go to the bamboo frame once more. What would happen now? She tried to figure out which way her body was going as the woman pulled and unfastened the ropes again. Kat shivered, waiting for it to stop. When it did, she had been turned upside down, but was still all tied up. She let out a sigh of relief as the woman positioned herself in front of her, and smiled brightly as she saw her taking off her pants completely, then throwing away her long cardigan. She had been right! The woman had enjoyed herself too!

She almost started to laugh as the woman lied down in front of her, almost naked now, and looked at her as she brought her hand to her crotch and started caressing herself. Kat felt tears going up to her eyes. Tears of joy. It was not over... It was not over for tonight. It was not over at all...