Journey
of Discovery
By
Victoria Mystere
Edited
by Studbound
Chapter
Eight
After Lillian and Barb arrived home she found she still had several hours before the children would return. She made a cup of coffee and sat at the kitchen table and started going through the material that Sarah had placed into the plain envelope. Some of it was interesting and some of it was very new and different. She examined the checklist for dominant/submissive play. After reading through it once she realized that there were many things contained that had little interest for her. She decided that she had better edit the thing before asking Howard the questions.
Reading through the items one by one she thought about each one and decided if she would want to participate in any of them. By the time she was done she had crossed off a wide variety of activities that simply had no appeal for her. Though there were many items she would not willingly participate in, the interesting thing was that there were a number of activities that she had never conceived of that did hold a certain interest for her.
The afternoon drifted on. As she stared at the lists of sexual activities the need to know what was in the box that Sarah had placed in the trunk for Barb grew. She wished she would have looked at what they were doing while she was looking at the merchandise. Her assumption was that it was a leather apparatus of some sort. The question was: which sort?
"So, Lillian, tomorrow is the last day of school. What are you going to do with the kids around the house all day?" Howard asked that evening.
"The first couple of weeks are pretty easy. Besides, my mother would really like the kids to come up to the lake for a long weekend. She mentioned it again today. Then there are a few things I could do."
"That might be nice. What do you have in mind?"
"Nothing that you will not enjoy." She replied suggestively. Her tone of voice echoed in his mind through supper and another meaningless newscast. As she dressed for bed she turned to him and said, "Howard, I have some documents that I have placed in your briefcase. I would like you to look at them tomorrow, fill them out, and return them to me – is that understood?"
"What sort of documents?"
"I am not going to tell you. Now be a good boy and go turn off the light -- I am sleepy.
The first thing Howard did in the morning was go and look at the briefcase. He had wanted to see what was in there the entire night. But, he had just relaxed and tried to imagine what sort of documents Lillian might have placed in his case. Leaving the bathroom he headed downstairs and retrieved the case from the floor where Lillian had left it. He tried to turn the latches but they were locked. Searching the table for where he had left his pocket stuff he found his keys. His fingers were shaking as he went through the set of keys time after time. By the third time through he realized that the key was not on the ring. He turned and looked up the stairwell and Lillian was at the top with the key dangling from a small chain. She was smiling.
"Howard, I told you to look at them at the office. When you are ready to go, I will give you the key. Is Andy picking you up?" (Howard worked with Andy who was Barb's husband - both men were lawyers.).
Howard nodded affirmatively. Sighing he headed up the stairs for the bathroom clad only in his underwear. On the way by Lillian she turned and slapped him on the buttocks. He yelped and turned to face her. She only shook her head no. Reluctantly, he headed to the bathroom.
At work Howard nervously unlocked the briefcase and peered inside. In his mind he was not certain what he expected to find. Something had changed about his wife and while the change excited him, it also caused him a little fear. But, as he considered the question of whether he was happy with the changes or not, his penis became engorged and he knew the answer to the question. Taking the packet of papers out of the briefcase he read the note on the front.
"Howard, these are for you to complete. Our games have been pleasant so far -- but I want you to be completely satisfied. So far we have done things pretty much my way and I think it would be better if you would tell me what you want -- and even more importantly -- what you don't want. Please fill them out honestly and completely and leave them in you case. I will get them later tonight and see what I can do about this weekend. Love Lillian"
Howard opened the package and poured out its contents on his desk. Reading the instructions he picked up his pen and began checking off the activities that would please him. The act of completing the checklist had the effect of causing him severe discomfort from his raging erection. Still, though it was uncomfortable, he continued.
"Honey, how was your day?"
"It depends on when you mean. When I got to the office and opened your package, it was pretty intense. That was quite a collection you gave me. Heck, I even had to look some of that stuff up in a dictionary to see what it was. But, after I finished the forms -- it was fairly normal. How about your's?"
"About the same. My parents asked if the kids could come up to the lake on Thursday for the weekend and until Tuesday. What do you think?"
"It depends on what you have in mind."
"Well, I will do my research and see if I can come up with something." She laughed.
The next day Lillian called Sarah Whitney and found out that the equipment she had ordered was ready. Lillian returned the phone to the cradle and sighed. Then she called Barb and they made the final arrangements for the weekend surprise. Taking the sheaf of papers she shuffled through them once more. Howard had already gone to work and the children were out playing with their friends. This gave her a chance to examine the papers at her leisure.
She turned the computer on and entering the word processor area started typing. The place to start was with the contract for submission. She had downloaded another one earlier that morning and was in the process of modifying it to fit her needs. Some of the activities were not attractive to either her or Howard so she eliminated them with the backspace key. When she was done she had a one-page document that specified that Howard would be her submissive from Friday evening until Sunday night. The activities they would engage in were listed clearly and there was a place for both their signatures. The last step was to change the font. Looking through the options she chose a flowery script and printed it on stationary.
When the printer finished she took the document and inserted it into a plastic sleeve and placed it on the desk. The next step in her activity would be to make the script for the sessions. Lillian prepared herself for the evening. The children had been shuttled to her parent's for the weekend. Howard was in the shower, per her instructions, and she was carefully laying out the forms for him to sign. As a lawyer, she figured he would appreciate the legality of the situation. Some of the new equipment she had purchased was placed on the bed within easy reach. The rest had been moved to the basement where the majority of this evening's activities would take place.
She had waited until he was safely in the shower before she removed the remaining items from the box. In a moment, when he was done with his shower, she would greet him in the bathroom and blindfold him. Though she wanted him to know what was coming, or else she would not have bothered with the checklists, she still did not want him to know the exact nature of his experience before it was time for him to endure it.
Lillian finished tightening her black corset and with blindfold in hand walked into the bathroom. She had added crotchless black hose to complete her outfit. As she passed the mirror on the night table she looked at herself and smiled. She did look good. Howard was just toweling off and she moved behind him and blindfolded him tightly. "Listen, Sub, I don't want to hear a word from you without my permission. For the next forty-eight hours you will do what I tell you to. Nod if you understand." Howard nodded. "Good."
Without another word, she placed the collar around his neck and buckled it tightly. Attaching a small lead she led him into the computer room. She forced him into a chair at the desk and removed his blindfold. "You are to look at these papers. If you look at anything else, you will be punished. Nod if you understand." His eyes longed to look at her but he kept them focused on the papers in front of him. In the middle of the desk in a flowery script was a piece of paper that was not one of the ones she had given him to fill out. She took the paper in hand and said, "This is a contract for your submission. If you sign this you will be essentially my property for the next forty-eight hours. Would you like to read it before signing, or would you just like to sign now?"
Feeling her body heat on his bare skin was enough to make him sign. When he added that to the smell of warm leather he nearly swooned. If that was not enough of an incentive, the fact that she was going to try and fulfill his deepest fantasies made it remarkably easy to sign. At that moment he might have agreed to almost anything, but his background as a lawyer made it necessary that he read the document. She noticed his hesitancy and said, "Okay, you may speak."
"I would like to read it, if you don't mind, Mistress Lillian."
"Go ahead. It is your right. Perhaps the only one you will enjoy for a while."
Taking the paper in hand he read through the document. It essentially told him that he was to follow her directives to the letter or there would be consequences. The consequences were spelled out explicitly. For failing to follow a command to please her, she was entitled to whip him -- if she chose to. If he failed to follow his directives she could punish him in other ways -- unspecified except that they would be within the parameters of what he had told her he was willing to endure on the forms he had completed.
With his hand shaking, he signed the document. She countersigned it and replaced it in the notebook. "Well, that's over with. Let's get on with it."
Howard felt the blindfold being replaced and he was led to the bedroom. While he felt more excited than he had in weeks, there was a certain fear. This was particularly true when he felt the restraints being applied to his wrists. It intensified when she placed the punishment hood over his head and laced it tight. This one was different. The mouth in the hood was such that it could be closed by a Velcro closure. She left it open until she had laced the hood into position. When that was accomplished, she moved the gag into place and pushed the Velcro together sealing it tightly shut. When she attached his wrists behind him -- his bondage was nearly complete.
He stood without making a sound. The collar was pulled on by the lead and he followed her obediently as she left the room. "Sub, we are going to the basement. It will be difficult to negotiate the stairs so you must be careful. When we get to the stairs, we will stop. From there I will place your foot on the step. You will take one step and then bring your other foot down. If that is understood, nod your head."
Howard would not have believed it possible that there were that many stairs in his house. By the time he felt the cold basement floor underfoot he had become edgy and nervous. If he would have been given the option to forget about the next forty-eight hours -- he might of. But, that was not possible. The contract was signed and he was her's.
He felt his neck being pulled and he moved as quickly as he could to keep up. Though he was moving quickly, there was still considerable pressure. The next thing he was aware of was her attaching something to each wrist cuff. She then unbuckled them from each other and he felt his right arm being drawn up. When it reached the point where he could not go any higher, it stopped. He was nearly on his tiptoes and there was considerable pressure on his arm. He remembered specifying strict bondage on the form and sighed.
The action was repeated with the other wrist. In a matter of moments his wrists were stretched high above his head and out to the sides. Feeling her doing something to his upper arms was shocking. When he recognized that it was another cuff being applied he was full of questions. The action was repeated to his other arm. He longed to ask her why, but he was forbidden from talking. Even if he had decided to disobey, the gag would have stopped him.
Something was attached across his eyes and around his head. He felt it constricting his head and the pressure, which had come suddenly, remained. When he felt his upper arm being drawn toward his head by something he understood. In moments he could not even move his head and his arms had become useless to him. When he felt his legs being bound together, he sighed. She was in control and whatever she had in mind for him was going to happen. There was nothing he could do about it. Suddenly he became very afraid - and very excited - and very happy.
The hood was beginning to make him sweat and he felt a bead of sweat work its way into his eye. It stung terribly and he would have removed it immediately -- if he had been able to. But, his bondage was complete and nothing on this earth was going to wipe that bead of sweat away.
"I am going to begin with a little light flogging. If the pain becomes too intense, you are to turn your right wrist quickly. However, if you do – the activity is at an end. Is that understood?"
Howard, secure in his bondage, nodded yes. He stood and waited for the
first blow. He had felt the whip she used before and it held little fear
for him. He remembered that these cuffs felt different than the other ones
and there were more of them. "Sub, tonight we are beginning a journey.
A journey that will take you where you have never gone before." Lillian
took the flogger and gently caressed his back. Dangling the whip gently
over his body she continued. "I have been doing a lot of studying and I
think you will enjoy the experience. Of course, if you don't, you may either
shake your wrist or you will have to tell me . . .
later." Drawing the whip back she struck him several times lightly.
The blows were more like caresses and Howard's erection was so strong he
was beginning to become uncomfortable.
The intensity was beginning to grow and Howard tried moving in his bondage to avoid the blows. He could not. Then she began in earnest. The first hard blow snapped his tender flesh and he screamed into the hood. The only sound was a muffled moan.
The whipping finally stopped. Howard was bathed in sweat but his erection was harder than it had ever been. The Velcro closure over his mouth was ripped away and the gag removed. He felt her soft lips on his and he tried to respond -- he could not. Their kiss was passionate and he longed to hold her -- he could not. .
She removed her gloves and caressed his back. The flesh was red and warm to the touch. Holding the kiss she ran her fingertips lightly over the tortured surface. Warmth, human warmth, flowed into her hands she grasped him tightly and pulled him closer to her. He felt her rubbing her pubic shelf on his leg and tried to move to increase the contact -- he could not.
She replaced the gag.
Suddenly she was gone and he was alone. The next thing he felt was her fingers on his nipples. They gently tweaked them. The sensation was pleasurable but he feared what was coming next. She slowly began to increase the pressure until finally she trapped each nipple between her thumb and first finger. The nails on her thumbs dug into his flesh and he moaned loudly into his gag.
Removing her finger she began to kiss his nipples softly. He felt her warm lips first kiss them and then her sharp teeth began to bite. Grasping the nipple with her teeth Lillian slowly moved her head away until the nipple was distended and Howard was writhing in pain. When she reached the point where she could move no more she released it. It snapped back to his chest and he moaned. She repeated this activity many times until the very act of touching Howard's tortured breasts caused him to shake in both pain and ecstasy. Moving away, she left him in a state of confusion. One part of him wanted her to continue stimulating him and the other part of him feared what was coming next. He strained in his bonds.
Lillian took Howard's right nipple between her fingers and pulled it as far away from his body as she could. Taking one of the clamps from the card Carl Whitney had prepared, she snapped it into place as close to his chest and behind the nipple as she could get it. Retrieving another clip she repeated the action. When she was done there were a series of four clamps circling the aureole and nipple -- but none on the nipple itself.
Turning to the other breast she repeated the actions. "Now, Sub, this might cause you a small amount of discomfort." Taking two of the remaining clamps, the ones with a chain stretched between them, she simultaneously snapped them onto his nipples. Howard screamed in pain. Fortunately, the gag kept the neighbors from hearing. It was so intense he felt like his entire chest was being tortured. Shaking in his bondage did nothing to relieve the pain. It continued.
Stepping back to admire her work she retrieved the flogger and began gently striking his chest. When a tail from the whip encountered one of the clips, Howard shuddered involuntarily. Increasing both the intensity and tempo of her whipping caused Howard to gyrate wildly in his bondage. She continued. Once one of the clips fell off when the whip struck it. She stopped the flogging immediately and replaced it before continuing.
The whipping of his breasts stopped and Howard stood alone securely bound. He heard some shuffling and then the soft hum of the vibrator filled the room. She took the machine and placed it on his penis and began moving it up and down the shaft. She repeated the activity until he moved closer and closer to orgasm. When he reached the point where he was bucking wildly, she removed it. She repeated this activity until he was shaking the bonds so strongly the wood was beginning to groan. When she removed it, he waited for its touch. It did not come to his penis.
'Not there,' he screamed in his mind as the vibrator caressed his tortured nipples. She started slowly -- beyond the last clip -- and moved it closer and closer to the actual nipple while pulling on the chain connecting them. Repeating this on each breast he began going even more crazy. This too was soon gone and he arrived at a state he had read about but never experienced. Everything felt wonderful. He listened as she moaned in ecstasy from the caress of the vibrator on her clitoris. He would have liked to help – but was unable. Somewhere in the room she moaned as she achieved her first orgasm. Howard expected that his needs would be met -- he was wrong. When she moaned with her second orgasm, he shuddered.
He could tell she was close by her body heat and he wondered what was coming next. The clip snapping on his foreskin was something he truly did not expect. Suddenly the pain from his nipples almost ceased as it was replaced with a new and stronger pain from the clamp on his penis. She took the vibrator and began caressing his penis once more. This time she took special care to concentrate on the point where the clip held the foreskin. Howard began moving wildly and was afraid that the machine would be taken away before he could reach orgasm. But, this time she continued her actions until he ejaculated wildly.
She released his arms first and he rested them by his side. Bending down she removed the straps on his legs and he was free once more. The hood came off and the collar was removed. She performed all of these actions without talking and he soon stood naked in front of her. "I think you had better take a shower, Sub, you smell." Taking the flogger in hand she smacked him on the buttocks and he ran upstairs to the bathroom.
In the back of his mind Howard was both dreading the end of the night and anticipating what was to come. The ambivalence he felt was remarkable. If the night had ended with him showering and going to bed – it would have been sufficient. But, part of him wanted the submission to be extended. When he knew it was going to be, he sighed again.
"Hands behind your back, Sub," she said, as he stood naked after his shower. When Lillian returned, she held the leash and collar in her hand. She had him put on his jockstrap. She attached the collar and locked it into place with a small padlock. Pulling sharply on the leash she led him back into the basement. Howard had expected he would simply go to bed.
He was wrong. Directing him to stand where he had stood before, Lillian retrieved and attached ankle cuffs first. Then taking a short length of chain she locked the cuffs on with small padlocks. Howard tried to move his legs. He could move them -- but not very far. The leather cuffs were on tightly. As she attached the wrist cuffs he moved his legs. She stretched first one and then other arm toward the hooks in the ceiling and retrieving two more locks -- locked them into place. Lillian moved close to him and kissed him full on the lips. Holding the kiss for long seconds, she then gagged him with the new ball gag and then she moved away and went upstairs.
On her way out of the basement she turned out the lights. Howard stood alone in the darkened basement, his wrists bound securely to the ceiling, his mouth gagged and his legs securely shackled. His arousal continued and the more excited he became, the more painful his erection was proving to be. Time passed slowly. Soon fifteen minutes were gone and still Howard was still alone in the darkness. He tried to release himself but was unable. The time stretched on to more than half an hour and still he was alone.
Still she did not appear. After being erect for such a long time, even his erection disappeared. Still, he remained her captive. Beginning to worry he felt himself becoming more and more agitated. Still she did not appear.
Lillian watched the time carefully. The form he filled out had indicated that he wanted to be left alone in bondage and she was going to do her part. To pass the time she watched the television in the bedroom and read through her notebook of activities. She wrote a couple of lines on a note pad and retrieved the necessary items for their completion and placed them in a bag. When exactly four hours had passed she donned her leather, grabbed the bag she had prepared, and headed downstairs.
Walking quickly behind him, she grabbed the flogger and struck him as hard as she could across the buttocks. He screamed into his gag.
Reaching into his jockstrap was difficult, but she managed. When her hand came in contact with his penis she began massaging. She continued to increase both the strength and frequency of her massage until his breath was coming in tiny pants. Releasing his penis she picked up the whip and after making sure his eyes were focused on her through the mirror, began to strike him.
The first blows were soft -- almost caresses. As his skin warmed, she began to strike him in earnest. She could see his body tense for the contact as she took the flogger back. When she struck him, he moaned loudly through the gag. She struck him repeatedly. His body shuddered with each blow and he moaned loudly through the gag.
If she looked over his shoulder she could see his penis jutting out into the tight jockstrap. In her passion she tried to see what its reaction would be when the whip came down. It remained rock hard and ready -- although it did bounce when his body bucked under her whip.
Retrieving the punishment hood she placed it over his head and tightened the laces. She brought the tall bar stool from the family room and placed it in front of him. She climbed on the barstool and seeing that she was still too far away, climbed off again. She repositioned the stool and using her left hand she guided his penis out of the jockstrap and into her vagina. The flogger in her right hand slapped him across the buttocks and thighs and he began moving. Faster and faster he moved but no matter how quickly he tried to move, the whip told him to move more quickly.
Bending to his chest she took his still sore right nipple into her mouth and began biting. Under the hood he moaned in pain and pleasure. The whip struck him and he moved faster. She bit him painfully and he moved faster. On and on the motion continued until his submission to her will was complete. She achieved orgasm at about the same moment as he did and dropping the whip hugged him tightly.
After several minutes of intimacy she moved away. Releasing his arms from the hooks in the ceiling, she rebound them behind his back. Taking the leash from the nearby table she attached it once more and led him upstairs. She let him urinate, then she forced him to lie on the floor beside the bed. Taking a short strap she connected his wrists to the chain on his ankle cuffs and pulled it snugly leaving him hog-tied. Satisfied that he was uncomfortable, she removed her outfit, showered, and went to bed leaving him shackled on the floor near her with the punishment hood attached covering the ball gag. For good measure, though it was not necessary because of his bondage, she attached the leash to the bedpost. Howard would not be moving anywhere this evening.
Lillian was tired, the experience had been trying. Lying in the warm
bed she occasionally heard a muffled groan. When the groans intensified
she turned on her side and pinched his nipples saying, "Shhh, I am trying
to sleep. If you bother me you'll be that way for a long long time!"
story continues in Journey of Discovery 9 by Victoria Mystere - Edited
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