The enchanting @Mel11440396 from Twitter has a wonderful eye for a picture and took two that inspired this story. I'm so very grateful that she has allowed me to publish her beautiful images along with my half-baked words, thanks Mel.
You know those nights when you can sense the electricity; when you can feel something big or significant is going to take place? When you're getting ready and the hairs stand up on your arms from anticipation?
This was one of those nights.
The DMs had turned to WhatsApp chats, then a video call and that feeling (yes that feeling, that one where there's a very good chance I'm going to experience wonderful pleasure with a beautiful woman) built up, and up, and up, like a swollen river about to break its banks.
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We'd spoken about our desires, the urges that pulled us into these types of meetings - the desire to feel the warmth of skin on skin, the connection, the electricity. Even temporary, it was needed.
She wanted to try something new and put some new purchases to good use, so she was to be in charge. As someone not fussy about subs or doms I was happy to oblige; it would give me a chance to see her expressing her sexual side forcefully. We agreed on an 'orange' word and a 'red' word. Then we walked in, hand in hand for support.
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She first restrained me; fixing me to a cross, naked under the hot, red light. Strolling towards me, she gleamed in the lights; her eyes twinkling and her smile beguiling. She radiated total confidence as she approached, each footfall snapping the air in the room, accompanied by the crack of the crop. Fuck she looked hot and she looked like she knew she looked hot. 
Her hair fell in my face as she pressed herself against me. I was tense, expecting violence from the start but she was soft as her lips moved from my ear, down my neck and across my chest. She pinched my nipple with her teeth, gently but enough to send a spark to my brain. She touched me; with her body, her hands, her breasts and her breath.
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The harness smelled sweet. As she moved over me I wanted to lick it. The chunky buckles held straps of leather that let me feel patches of her warm skin as she moved across mine. Her breasts were framed perfectly by the leather; her nipples protruded, sharing her excitement with me as she moved down my body.
She gently teased my cock, first with the crop and then with her hand. As she kissed me she began to take small, sharp bites from my chest and neck. I rocked back my head, closed my eyes and watched the small explosions of pain go off like fireworks in the darkness of my eyelids.
She continued gently tickling me with the crop and my cock grew as the pleasures combined. Then I was free, but before I could pull myself from the moment I had been turned around and rerestrained.
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The crop smelled earthy. And it stung.
She teased my back and bum with gentle tickles and intensified that by gliding her fingers in long strokes down my back, arse, thighs and between my legs. After what seemed like an age and a moment at the same time, the crop came down hard on my right cheek, jolting me back to the room, the cross, the lights and the crop.
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Her body was pressed against me; her breast was warm and soft in my back as she whispered in my ear, "I'm enjoying this, far more than I thought."
Then she stepped back and hit my left cheek with three rapid strokes that lit up my vision and burned my skin. Before the shock dissipated, she gave me three more on the right. It was electrifying; my cheeks stung and that pain quickly grew into a wave of relief that rose so rapidly, it felt artificial; like it came out of a needle, pill or pipe.
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Then her body was against me again, she kissed my ears and neck as she stroked my torso and thighs lightly with her hands. She gently grabbed my balls and sunk to her knees as her fingers moved slowly around my hardening cock. She nibbled my thighs and waist and she slowly stroked me from behind. I was rock hard soon enough, absorbing the waves of please from my cock and the warm glow from the hiding still pulsing from my arse.
Tingling and hardly able to stand, I felt her rise and slowly drag her fingers up my back. Three more sharp smacks to each cheek fired an intense shot of energy directly into my brain, taking over my vision and focussing all of my senses. I let the waves of pain and pleasure pulse over me.
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My eyes were closed as my head rested on the headboard of the cross, "your arse looks like a tomato and I'm ready to be fucked now, why don't we move to a bed?" she whispered.
I nodded as she gently released me and embraced me. I was exhausted.
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