What’s Your Limit?

My nerves are settling in. I can feel my heartbeat picking up and a little bit of a tremble in my hands. I wasn’t nervous on my way here, but…

There’s a nondescript waiting room at the end of the hallway. I sit down and fiddle with my ring. I wonder if I should text her and let her know I’m here…?

Someone’s coming. Probably her… I hope.

“Are you my two o’clock?”

“Uh, yeah. That’s me. I’m—”

“This way.”

You’re… taller than I expected. I guess that’s because of the knee-high platform boots you’re wearing. And damn, that skin-tight black dress is… wow.

The room you lead me to is a stark difference from the narrow fluorescent lit hallway we were just in. It’s gray with floor to ceiling cement and the open layout is dotted by various pieces of… furniture? I don’t know what to call all of this. Sex furniture, I guess.

There’s a sex swing hanging from the ceiling in the corner. And a couple of massage tables near the door. And then something that looks like a dentist’s chair.

Oh, god, there’s that feeling again. That intense… need or hunger or something. That’s why I’m here in the first place. To feed these feelings I've been having but have never tried to understand.

Just the sight of all of these things is making me horny.

“Alright, so. Your first time at a dungeon. How exciting! I’m so glad Cherry sent you my way.”

“Yeah… we had a phone consultation and she recommended that you’d be a little bit better since it’s my first time.”

“Oh yeah, I get a ton of first-time clients. Don’t worry, I’m going to take great care of you. I promise you’re going to leave here ready to book your next sesh on the spot.”

Your smile is comforting. I think you can sense how much I need to be reassured right now.

“Yeah, great. I’m really excited, truly. I just… yeah, first time nerves, I guess.”

“Totally normal. So, before we get started, I always like to do a little consultation and make sure we’re still on the same page about everything. In your questionnaire you mentioned you’re new to submission and… you’re interested in a little bit of bondage, nipple play and… teasing? ”

“Um… yeah. That’s right.”

“Perfect. And… you might be interested in a little pain, is that right?”

“I think so, but… yeah, I’ve just never had the experience, so I’m not really sure… it’s just something I thought I might like…”

“Okay, no problem. We can always do a little experimenting. You’ve got a safe word for a reason, so if you don’t like it, we can stop, no problem.”

I nod along, feeling a little breathless. This is really about to happen. It feels a little weird to be talking about all of this intimate stuff in such a business-like way, but I really appreciate your efforts to make me comfortable. It’s definitely working.

“Okay, well I’ve got everything I need here. I’m ready when you are.”

“Ready.”

“Your session starts now. Sit.”

You point to the medical chair I noticed when I first came in. I glance from the chair to you and… fuck. The gleam in your eyes is… intoxicating. It’s like a switch has been flipped. You’re suddenly no longer the kind woman I could imagine getting coffee with. You’re firm and demanding and I can’t wait to do what you tell me.

I walk on shaky legs to the chair and sit. It’s only then that I notice the arms of the chair are outfitted with straps.

“Clothes. Off.”

I slip off my sweater while you gather a number of items from a metal cabinet next to the sink. Fuck, this is so exciting. My pussy is clenching over and over again.

“Faster. I said clothes off now.”

“Better. You want to please me today, don’t you?”

“Y-yes…”

“Good. Then make sure you do what I say when I say it. Put your arms on the armrest.”

“Very good. There we go. And now the legs…”

“Oh! I almost forgot… your collar.”

“When you’re in here with me, you’re mine, okay? Whenever you’ve got this collar on, you do what I say. You exist to please me and obey me. And you will use your safeword if you need, without hesitation. Got it?”

“Yes.”

The snugness of the collar is so nice. Like a constant reminder that you’re in charge of me, that I belong to you and you’re going to take care of me.

The straps keeping my wrists and ankles from moving feel so good to pull and struggle against. I’ve always known I liked the feeling of being bound, but… this… this is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s incredible.

You walk behind me so I can’t see you and my heart skips a beat.

You draw a feather across my bare shoulders and I jerk against the chair. You trace between my breasts… and circles each of my nipples with the soft tip.

“Oh, is this little feather too much for you? C’mon, you’re stronger than that.”

“Does that feel good? Be vocal for me. That’s an order.”

“Yes, that feels good, it feels really good…”

You drag the feather down my abdomen and slide it from hip to hip. Oh my god… and not being able to move my hands or my legs… the helplessness is starting to really sink in.

“That’s right, be a good girl for me... You’re mine, aren’t you? I can do anything I want with you for this hour of ours…”

The praise makes me feel hot all over. The anticipation of what you’ll say next, what you’ll do to me… fuck, knowing that you’re in complete control. It’s too much.

From behind me, your hand clasps my jaw and pulls my head to the side.

“If I want to just leave you tied here for the rest of our time, I can. I can just walk away and let you struggle for forty-five minutes.”

“I… I’ll do anything you want…”

“I know you will.”

You push two fingers into my mouth.

Your other hand drifts down to my nipple. You rub your thumb over it so slowly…

“You’ll suck on my fingers. You’ll lie there like a good girl. You’ll let me tease you to your very limit… won’t you?”

“Will you let me put something in your other holes?”

“I’ll take as a ‘yes’.”

You pull your fingers out of my mouth and show me a small silicone plug.

“Do you know what this is? Probably not since you’re such a little newbie to this world. This, my helpless little sub, is a pussy plug. I know you’re all strapped down, but open your legs as wide as you can. Good girl.”

You push the tip of the plug up against my pussy, which must be dripping wet by now.

“I’m going to go in nice and slow…”

Your eyes meet mine for just a moment and I feel comforted by the fact that you’re watching my reaction as you push the miniature dildo inside of me.

“There you go! What a good girl. Mmm, that plug is going to feel so nice, huh?”

God, you’re right. My pussy immediately clenches around it. Fuck, fuck, I’m so wet…

“Ohhh, god… f-fuck…”

“Okay, but you’re making a wet mess all over my nice chair. Say you’re sorry.”

“I… I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Mmm, I don’t think you really are. I think you like making messes. And if that’s what you like to do… then, here.”

Your hands push something hard and rubbery into my mouth. It’s a ball gag. My whole body rushes with warmth and pleasure.

“There you go. Now you can drool all over yourself.”

It sits comfortably in my mouth, loose enough that I could still say my safeword, but tight enough to humiliate me.

My mouth and my pussy feel so… full. And it’s like I’ve been missing something for so long… Ignoring that part of myself that so desperately wanted this.

“Now, I’m going to pay a little more attention to these incredible breasts. Your nipples are just getting so hard for me. I love it.”

“I think they would look even better with a little bit of jewellery…”

You attach nipple clamps to each of my breasts. It’s not biting, not particularly painful, but just stimulating enough to make me squirm. To make my vision a little blurry and mind a little hazier.

Even though you haven’t really even touched me… I feel like I could explode.

“There you go. You can handle all of it. I know you can, because you’re mine. You’re my good girl and you just want to please me.”

The hush of your voice in my ear sends tidal waves of pleasure through me. My whole body is writhing in your chair, desperate for more, desperate to reach my limit.

“So, you liked the feather, huh? I want to see how you like… this.”

You hold up a pinwheel, a metal ring with small dull spikes around its circumference.

“The Wartenberg pinwheel. Look at all those spikes… don’t worry, it’s not as painful as it looks. Well, I could make it painful, but I don’t want that for my good, sweet girl.”

You drag it slowly down my arm and it feels like nails raking down my skin.

The spikes roll so smoothly down my abdomen… down my upper thighs…

“Nice, isn’t it? Oh, here, let me get that gag off… you had enough punishment for being messy.”

I realize as you pull the ball out of my mouth that I had indeed been drooling. Despite my embarrassment, I kind of miss the sensation of having it to bite down on.

“Now, tell me how you like… this.”

“G-good, that’s… that’s good.”

The pinwheel tickles my hips from left to right and back again.

“Just ‘good’? That’s it? Hmm, well… let’s try a little harder.”

“Now that’s the reaction I like to get. See, it’s not too painful.”

God, I can’t take much more. I can feel my pussy clenching again and again and again. I’m going to cum whether I want to or not.

You recognize my pattern of breathing, my endless fidgeting and the writhing of my hips.

“You look like you’re getting really close, huh? You know that I don’t have sex with my subs, but… I think it would please me very much to watch you touch yourself and take care of this little orgasm you’re clearly about to have. Would you like that?”

“Yes, please… yes…!”

“Okay, okay. Let’s get these straps off, then…”

You free me from the confines of the chair and my fingers go straight to my clit.

I can feel your eyes watching me as my face and neck get flushed red with heat. You reach forward and pull gently on the chain connecting the two nipple clamps, filling me with white hot pleasure.

“F-fuck, fuck… I’m gonna…oh my god, I’m going to… I’m going to cum.”

“That’s it, be a good girl. Cum for me. Show me how much you enjoyed this.”

“Here you go. Have a sip of water when you’re ready.”

“Um… wow. That…”

“Don’t worry if your mind is a little hazy. That’s pretty common after first sessions. Just relax and breathe.”

“So, how was that?”

“It… was incredible… I can’t believe you… it’s like you knew exactly what I… what I needed…”

“A lot of people don’t realize how much of this job is just basic psychology. I’m really glad you enjoyed it.”

Your voice is soft, just like when you met me in the waiting room. I feel safe with you, comfortable. The nerves are totally gone and all that’s left is this lightness.

“You really impressed me for a first-timer. I feel like we’ve only just scratched the surface of what you came here looking for. Am I right?”

“I… yeah, I think so. You were right, what you said earlier. I’m not leaving without booking my next session.”