a ride in the country

She thought she’d take a chance that he’d be home… that he’d be free. He was always way too busy.

She turned her motorcycle into his driveway. The pretense? He had never seen her bike before. As luck would have it, he was alone. He looked over her bike. It wasn’t a show bike. She liked to RIDE her bike, not rub and polish it. They talked for a while, never at a loss for things to discuss.

He smiled suddenly and said, “Hang on for a minute” and he walked away. Returning a few minutes later… he was putting on a light jacket and carrying a helmet, he also had a small back pack. “Take me for a ride” he said. Well, that’s all he had to say. She climbed on, lifted the side stand and he jumped on the back. It felt great with his arms wrapped around her waist. Turning her head so he could hear her, she asked, “So? Where to?” He thought for a minute, “Take a left up here and follow the road to…”

After riding for a while he directed her to a place out in the country that she’d ridden by many times but never had reason to stop. It looked very private, quite “out of the way”.

He climbed off the bike. She started to shut the engine down but he stopped her. “Just put the stand down”. When she complied, he slipped his hand down and undid her jeans.
She lay back onto the passenger seat… holding on to the “sissy bar”. Pulling her jeans down off her hips he bent over her and began to eat her. The combination of the vibration of the engine and the movement of his tongue… sent her into convulsions almost immediately. She felt like screaming… should she? Here? It was seemingly deserted, but if someone DID hear… they might think the worst. Surely someone was being tortured. But still, it was difficult to stay quiet. No problem, he put one hand over her mouth.

After a few minutes, he offered his hand and she was able to get off the bike. They sat down in the grass. It was sunny and warm, a really beautiful day. They started kissing right away. He laid her back on the ground and stroked her hair, her face… He finished removing her clothes. This felt wild, lying in the warm grass, totally naked. She had never done this before. He started to explore her body as if for the first time. He touched and caressed every inch of her. Light feathery touches that always drive her crazy.
He started kissing her neck all over. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids and her ears. His hot breath on her skin was so delicious.

After being so gentle it was a surprise when he grabbed her wrists and pulled her quickly to her feet. He started to drag her over toward the edge of the woods and when she didn’t move fast enough he turned and threw her over his shoulder and carried her. He set her down on her feet and backed her up against a tree. Pulling her arms behind her and around the tree, he tied them with a rope that must have come from the back pack. Next he tied her ankles with the end of the rope… it was a long rope. Her legs were wide apart and she couldn’t move. And then he blindfolded her… oh how she hates to be blindfolded. But of course, he knows that. He walked off… behind the tree. She could hear him but what was he doing? A little while later he came back with something that he started to drag along her skin. Oh, my… it was what her grandmother would have referred to as a “switch”. Well, she thought, I guess I know where this is going. He started tapping the switch across her thighs, not hard at all… not yet. Tap tapping down her legs to the tops of her feet. Getting harder now he worked his way back up her legs. Slapping with it now… on the tops of her thighs, across her belly… up toward her breasts. There were lines now on her skin and she was whimpering.

The beating got harder and harder until she was sure she couldn’t take it anymore. It hurt! And she knew she was marked. Then suddenly it stopped. All she could think of was how much it stung when… he suddenly took her. Forcing his way into her…. He pounded her against the tree. The bark bit into her back and her ass cheeks. He was roughly biting her neck as he fucked her violently. She started to scream… not from fear or pain, but from ecstasy. There were no people for miles and no one could hear her but he placed his hand over her mouth anyway… because he knows she likes it.

And as brutal as this episode was… it was All because she likes it… so much!

Hey, I warned you!

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:
ass (4x)
sex (3x)
pussy (2x)
pain (1x)

a lack of stimulation

...both physical and literary. This is my apology to you guys. Life tends to get in the way sometimes. I hope to have some experiences to write about in the next few weeks. Or at least, some fantasies to describe. Either way, I promise to give you something to read real soon.

no, really!

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Here's some enjoyable blog reading. I sure hope we haven't heard the last of Master Enigma... he hasn't posted for a while.

to you, my love...

Boss,
I know things aren't going exactly peachy for you right now. I want you to know I love you so much and I'm always here for you.
Hang in there!

hugs,
MC

The Appointment.

Before her last visit, she’d have said she didn’t know him at all. What is it about a hug? What passed between them in that brief contact? Too brief at that, but it was long enough for … something.
After that, they started talking… conversations late at night. Talking about anything, everything. They started talking about sexy, intimate subjects. What made him reveal his feelings to her? Did he instinctively feel he could trust her? Did he think she needed him? Well… she did!
It didn’t take long for her to realize that this man was getting her extremely excited. And he knew it too. Who REALLY has “cyber sex”? I mean, come on! But here she was, eagerly looking for him online late at night. And she asked him to call her… just a short hello on the cell sometime. Why does that turn her on? Just hearing his voice?

She arrived this evening while he was working on a customer… it was a girlfriend of hers, getting a chemical peel. So she sat quietly waiting for him to finish. She read a little. Talked a little. During idle chitchat with her girlfriend she quickly glances at him and they exchange a knowing wink. Warmth fills her.
When WILL she leave? She loves her friend, but she wanted time with him... personal time.
They were alone, finally. He looked at her and just smiled ... what a great smile. It makes her melt. He locked the door. She had undressed, put on a robe and was sitting in the chair waiting for him. He sat back down and they talked for a while. What did she need today? Pedicure? Scrub? Anything else? Hmmm, there’s a question!

He started with her feet. He makes sure that she’s totally relaxed. This is exactly what she needed! Pampering... time just for her.
When he finished the pedicure. He moved to her head. He reclined the chair all the way back so she was in a lying position. And then he pushed a button that raised the chair higher. He started rubbing her neck. This could be dangerous. Her neck is her most erogenous spot. Just a touch there and it sends shivers down her spine.

Something has changed the moment… it feels, different. The thing is… she wants him, very badly. But he keeps working, seemingly oblivious to her aroused state.
How well DOES she know this man? How well does she Want to know him? Now, that’s another good question. And the answer is just a little scary.
He finished rubbing her neck and shoulders then he runs his hands through her hair, pulling her head back slightly. Soft, exquisitely sensual kiss ... his fingers lightly touching her lips ... moving down ... brushing her neck ... tracing the line of her collar bone and down her arm. Slowly, softly ... nothing urgent, nothing rushed ... time enough for that later.
Light kisses on her neck, on her breasts... down her belly. Then his tongue…it was hot on her skin. Hold on, gotta hold on... but... Wow! This could make a girl nuts.
Just as she thought he'd move lower... he stops. Ah, that's right... "Anticipation", she laughs.
He comes back to her neck. He spends time here. He knows what it can do to her. He pays a lot of attention to the back of her neck, feeling how she responds, knowing EXACTLY what he's doing to her. He doesn't move from this spot, not until he senses that she's almost out of control. Almost... but not quite, he wouldn't let that happen. No, he's a master at this. He's not ready to let go of this control over her. But she’s used to being the one in control… this is quite different, very… exciting.
He kisses her again, a little more determined this time, more passionate. And she responds… kissing him back… touching his face. They do this for a while… just kissing and touching… it feels so wonderful. It’s been a long time since a man’s touch felt this good.
He stops and just looks at her. She loves his eyes, it’s like he can see inside her. She can’t look away… he seems to control her will. And she likes it. Funny, she’d have never believed it. She’s never allowed it before, never allowed a man to have any kind of control over her.
He keeps asking her what she wants, but how to answer that? What DOES she want? For this to never stop? Yes, definitely that. The simplicity of the closeness, the gentle tenderness, the loving touches… They feel so wonderful, what else would she need? It’s almost like, if she tells him what she wants… it may somehow “limit” the possibilities. Does that make sense? Well, she thinks, he seems to read minds… let him figure it out. He’s done very well so far.
He kisses her again and then moves his attention between her legs… just lightly caressing at first. Then he slips his hand down to her clit. Slowly at first… gently rubbing. He takes his other hand and slips a finger inside her. While slowly moving his finger in and out, he increases the speed on her clit creating more friction. In the past, it has always taken so much effort to make her come… in fact, she rarely does except when she’s doing the work herself. But it didn’t take long this time. Arching her back, she came… her body shuddering, quietly sighing.
He moves back up, leaning on his elbow and just looks at her. She had her eyes closed and she felt like she was glowing, so warm, so comfortable and so spent. She could feel him there, his face just inches away from hers. She opened her eyes and kissed him. He just kept touching her face… brushing her hair from her brow. He was biding his time until she came down from her high.
As she regained her senses, he smiled a devilish smile and produced a toy from somewhere… it was a vibrator. Turning it on, he starts to rub it all over her… moving it to her clit… her still tingling clit. He teases at first but eventually he gets it in the perfect spot and just keeps it there. If the first time was a steadily escalating climax… this time it came crashing upon her. She gasped and thrashed about. But he didn’t move. He kept his toy right where it was and made her ride the wave. When she finished her shuddering he put the toy away. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to a sofa and lay down with her. They cuddled for a while and she thought, as good as the climax was… this was just as good!

She was so comfortable… so content. But he wasn’t. He slipped out of his clothes and was rock hard. He just rubbed against her until she couldn’t stand it any more. Well, So much for cuddling. “Make love to me”, she whispered. He said, “I’ve been doing that all night”, but he obliged. Slowly at first, then he fucked her hard and she came yet again. This time the best of all.

Who would have thought? Certainly not her… so many times in one evening. He truly is a Master.

Head over Heels!

“So, what ARE those things?”
He looked at her with those luscious eyes, batting his lashes in that ‘I’m so innocent’ manner. “These?” “These are the latest thing… Gravity Inversion Boots” he said.
“And what do you do with Gravity Inversion Boots” she asked. Actually, she knew what they were and she knew what they’re used for… but she wondered what HE had in mind for them. She could only imagine.
“Why… for hanging upside down, of course.” “You know… it’s therapeutic…” he told her.
“OH! You bought them to help your back.” She said, with some skepticism.
“Uh, No, actually I bought them for you.”
“But I’m not having back problems. In fact, my back has never felt better” she assured him.

As he steered her into the room, he said, “Well, we want to keep it that way don’t we?” He led her to a sort of… bench. It was tall for a bench and it was padded. It looked very sturdy and her stomach gave a bit of a flutter. He started to remove her clothing. Slowly, he began unbuttoning her blouse as he gently kissed her neck… her ear… her face. As he slid the sleeves off her arms, he kissed her shoulder and slowly moved down to her breasts. He caressed her for few moments with his lips then went back to the job of undressing her. He slid her jeans off her hips and held her steady as she stepped out of them. Circling her waist with his arms, he held her close and kissed her a few minutes more… then he picked her up and laid her onto the bench. She loved how strong he is. On her back now, she looked up and noticed that there were chains hanging from the ceiling. Those flutters in her stomach now became tremors. She has always trusted him completely… but she was pretty nervous. This was completely new.

He put the boots on her ankles… making sure they were nice and tight and then he hooked them to the chains.
As he started to haul her up… up toward the ceiling… her butt lifting off the bench, she starts to murmur. “Are you really sure about this?” “Are you sure those chains will hold?” “What if…?”
“Am I going to have to gag you?” he said impatiently.
“No, no… please don’t do that. I’ll be good.”
“Then don’t question me! Have I ever disappointed you?”
“No Sir! Never!” She hurriedly said.

Actually, she was looking forward to being suspended. She had always wanted to try it. But just as her ass left the bench, he stopped. He cuffed her wrists and fastened them to the legs of the bench. So, here she was… on her back, legs in the air and arms securely shackled below her…. She wasn’t going anywhere.
He kissed her lips, his tongue entering her mouth… it was so delicious. Pulling away, he produced a riding crop and started to rake it across her body… slowly, gently… teasing. She knew that wouldn’t last. She was getting so turned on just as he slammed the crop across her bare ass. She lurched intensely, trying to get away. There wasn’t much room for her to move… but she strained hard against her bonds. Again with the crop… over and over he smacked it against her as he changed his trajectory ever so slightly. Fine red lines were appearing on her skin. It stung excruciatingly yet she was more turned on than she’s ever been.
She was starting to whimper and she wondered how much more she could take. But he knew… he always knew. She started to beg him, “Please, Boss…. Please stop… I can’t… I want… “
“Who gives a rat’s ass WHAT you want?” He roughly yanked her hair backward and bit her on her neck… just hard enough to make her very, very wet. He ran his tongue up her neck to her ear and whispered, “I’ll stop when I’m ready to stop” he said. He whacked her two, three more times then reached down and unhooked the shackles letting her arms go free. He hauled her up higher. Pulling on the chains, he lifted her completely off the bench and pulled it out of the way. Now she was totally suspended… upside down.

Her only real view was of his feet and legs, but her hands were free and she could touch him. Thank goodness! She hates not being able to touch him… even if it’s just to hold on to his pant leg, she felt so much happier.
She had no view at all of what he was doing; she couldn’t see the “Magic Wand” vibrator he had just plugged in. He placed it between her legs and switched it to high. Holy Smokes! What a feeling!
Maybe it was the blood rushing to her head… maybe it was being suspended with her legs wide apart. Whatever it was, she felt completely out of control. He has tied her down in the past. But this was truly amazing.

He found the perfect spot and put some pressure on the vibrator. Her body started to shake. As she started losing control she began to scream… he reached down and clamped his hand across her mouth.
That’s all it took… she came in wild, violent spasms. Never had she climaxed like this! It was the most intense and wonderful thing she had ever felt.
How does he do that??
How does he always make it bigger… better… perfect?
Completely exhausted, she was totally unable to help him as he lowered her back to the bench. He removed the boots… those wonderful boots. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her off to bed where he held her warm and safe. She was completely wasted and so very content. And her back felt really good too!

The Restaurant

They had planned it ahead of time… sort of. They talked about it a little. So when they both turned up at the same restaurant on the same night, it seemed the time was at hand.
She was there with her group of girlfriends. It was their “once-a-month” dinner out.
She didn’t really know why he was there. It only mattered that he WAS there. She wanted this so badly… wanted him so badly!
He always had a knack for making her fantasies come true. Could he pull this one off? What a delicious thought. She sat making small talk with her friends all the while sitting in a veritable puddle.
Edgy as hell, she tried to act normally. All she could do was think of the scenario in her head. It seems so… well… DIRTY, so taboo. And damn it to hell, she wanted to do it.
Was it too nasty even for him? She didn’t think there was anything too… well too anything for him.
As the night wore on, she was convinced that it just wasn’t to be. She kept stealing glances in his direction, careful to not be noticed. He looked at her only a couple of times… with a twinkle in his eye. He looked so… mischievous. But still, there was no signal, nothing to hint that it might actually happen.
It was quite late; pretty soon the restaurant would be closing. Of course the “girls” were oblivious to everything but their conversations. When, finally she noticed him moving toward restrooms that were in an alcove, nicely hidden from view. Never glancing back, he walked into the Men’s Room. It made sense; it would be much safer than the Ladies Room. She excused herself from the table. She said no more to them than “I’ll be right back”. She knew if she said she was going to the Ladies Room someone would tag along. Women like to visit the bathroom in packs it seems.
When she got to the Men’s Room door, she hesitated. Was she really going to do this? Was she crazy? What if they were caught? Ooh, she was so turned on… she was absolutely creaming in her jeans. Just then the door opened a crack and he peeked out and gave her a look as if to say “well? Are you coming or not?”
She quickly slipped inside and she noticed in a flash that the place was empty. He roughly pulled her into a stall with him. She kissed him but he had other plans as he reached down and popped her jeans open and yanked them down to her ankles. He spun her around and bent her over as he slid his dick into her extremely wet pussy. She had her hand on the back wall to steady herself as he pounded away. Pulling away, he turned her back to face him and she worked the jeans off of one foot. She was standing on one leg with the other up around his waist. He had a tight grip to that leg as he entered her pussy again. He backed her against the stall wall and banged her up against it over and over. She was pretty sure she heard someone enter and use the urinal… but there was no stopping at this point. Did the visitor linger and listen? Hmmm, that thought popped into her head just as she started to come. As she opened her mouth to scream he clamped his hand over her lips, roughly… just the way she liked it. When her shuddering stopped he spun her around one more time and bending her over he forced his way into her ass and pumped her hard until she was whimpering. He began to shake all over. Finally, he came in a tremendous flood. Hot, wet… filling her up.
They pulled their respective jeans back into place and then shared a deep, wet kiss. He walked out of the bathroom, glancing back at her just long enough to convey that the coast was clear. She then left the bathroom and made her way back to her table. The girls were still chatting happily to one another. As she sat down, she realized they barely noticed she was gone. How long had it taken? Not long it seemed.
But long enough, she was spent and completely happy. He’d done it again!
And they had never said a word.

morgan am I

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