Bound by Desire: A Raw BDSM Encounter with a Mysterious Dom

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As soon as I entered the dimly-lit room, my heart started beating frantically. It was as if my body knew that something incredible was about to happen; something that would awaken my senses and bring me to the edge of my sexual limits. I had been yearning for this for so long, for the thrill of being dominated, and now, I was about to get it.

I looked around the room, trying to adjust to the darkness. The walls were painted black, and there were chains hanging from the ceiling. Leather whips and crops were arranged neatly on the wall, and a St. Andrew’s Cross stood in the corner. I felt myself getting turned on just thinking about what was about to happen.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me, and I turned around to see him; the Dom that had agreed to take me on as his sub for the night. He was tall and muscular, with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. A black leather hood covered the top half of his face, leaving only his eyes and mouth exposed. His body was covered in black leather, from head to toe, and I knew that his touch would be just as hard and unforgiving.

He didn’t say anything when he first approached me. He simply reached out and took my hand, leading me towards the St. Andrew’s Cross. As he bound me to the cross with chains, his jaw clenched, and I knew that he was as turned on as I was. He made sure that each of my limbs was tied, spread wide aside, and exposed for his pleasure.

“How do you want to be punished tonight?,” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“I want you to do as you please with me, sir,” I responded eagerly, my voice shaking with desire.

He smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and dominance.

“Good. You’re going to be begging for mercy by the end of the night.”

He moved in closer, his breath hot against my neck. His fingers traced the outline of my breasts, slowly moving down to my stomach. My body shuddered with anticipation as he made his way lower, his fingers playing with the hem of my panties.

Without warning, he ripped them off, exposing my wet pussy to the cool air. He leaned in closer, and I felt his hot breath against my clit. His tongue darted out, flicking back and forth, and I knew that I was in for an incredible night.

He teased me, playing with my sensitive flesh until I was begging for more. When he finally plunged his fingers into me, I couldn’t help but scream out in pleasure. He was rough, unrelenting, and painfully good at what he was doing to me.

As he continued to fuck me with his fingers, I felt a wave of pleasure take over my body. He could sense how close I was, and he pushed me further, his fingers slamming into me as I felt the beginning of an orgasm building up inside of me.

Just as I was about to come, he stopped, pulling his fingers out of me.

“Are you ready for your punishment, little sub?,” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, ready for whatever he had in store for me.

He picked up a leather crop, and I braced myself for the first strike. When it came down, the snap of the leather against my skin made me moan. I could feel the sting of it against my backside, and I knew that I was gonna be sore tomorrow.

He continued to strike me, alternating between light flicks and hard, painful hits. My body was on fire, my skin sensitive to every touch. I wanted to scream out, but I knew that I couldn’t, not yet.

Just as I was about to break, something shifted within me. The pain wasn’t just pain anymore, it was pleasure. Every hit sent a shiver down my spine, and my clit throbbed with every strike.

I begged him for more, and he complied. He hit me harder and faster, pushing me to the edge of what I could handle. When I finally came, it was the most intense orgasm that I had ever experienced in my life.

As I lay there, panting and covered in sweat, he stood over me, a victorious look on his face.

“My little sub, you’re so beautiful. You took everything I had, and you loved it.”

I could barely speak, my body still reeling from the pleasure of being punished so cruelly.

“Thank you, sir.” It was all I could manage to say.

He unbound me, and I crumpled to the ground, my legs unable to hold me up. As he watched me, I could see the admiration in his eyes.

“You’re strong, little sub. And I can’t wait to do it all over again.”

With that, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving me trembling and exhausted but ready for more of his delicious punishment.

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