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“No,” I admitted.
“It’s a word that you can use to tell me if you’re overwhelmed or hurt. It stops everything- it’s to keep you safe.” He thought for a moment. “Red. That will do nicely.”
It was comforting to know that such a thing existed, but I was committed to pleasing Luke. I wanted him to know that I was much stronger than he knew. “I won’t use it,” I said proudly. “I can take it.”
Luke sighed. “Then we’re done here. Take your clothes.” His voice changed as he walked away. I knew he was leaving without even having to look.
I spun around. “What do you mean? I thought you’d be proud.”
Luke shook his head. “Using a safe word isn’t about weakness,” he explained. “Your body reacts to pleasure and it reacts to pain. I’ll be subjecting you to both. No matter how strong your mind is, your body has limits. If you won’t tell me when we find them, we won’t proceed. I’m going to hurt you, but I refuse to damage you.”
I nodded. It all made sense when he put it like that. I had so much to learn, and I was grateful to have Luke to explain it to me. “I understand. I’m sorry. My safe word is ‘red.’”
“You’ll use it if you need to?”
“Without hesitation
,” I promised. I meant it, too.
He seemed to think for just a moment. He gestured towards the bed; it was a simple flick of his fingers, but I knew what it meant. I turned, wondering if he could see my broad smile as he did. A moment later, I was in the exact same position I had just moved from.
Something heavy and cold brushed against my skin. The sensation disappeared- I knew what that meant. When it finally came back down, I couldn’t stop myself from crying out. Nor, I suspect, did he want me to hold it in. I cried out again with the next one as well, and the ones that followed. Whatever he was using was heavy, and it hurt. He stopped just as my mind started to cloud over with the pain and something else that I couldn’t quite understand.
“You’re already wet,” he noted, touching my pussy lips; I knew he was right, I could feel it.
I blushed, and then nodded. “I like it,” I replied. Or tried to, at least- the word ‘it’ disappeared beneath a deep moan when touched me. The stinging of my ass was still sharp and distinct, but the pleasure that he was bringing gradually started to overshadow even that. He kept teasing me until I started pushing back against him.
I could feel my first ‘real’ orgasm, the first one from someone other than myself, building deep inside my stomach. I was right on the edge- so close to release. I started moaning as his finger slid in and out of me.
That’s the moment when he abruptly stopped.
I groaned. “I liked it,” was all I could think to say. It was both a statement and a question, and the best I could manage through the fog of my mind.
“I like it, too.”
He stood and walked to the bed. I turned my head to see what he was getting, but his body blocked my view. I was sure that was intentional, as the anticipation was far worse that whatever pain he was planning for me. He returned with a blindfold, which he placed over my eyes. I lifted my head to allow him to secure the strap in place, leaving me in total darkness.
With my eyesight gone, I had to rely on my hearing for hope of some warning of what was going to come next. I heard him stand and walk to the bed, but other than that I had no clue of what was in store. My breathing started to quicken. I could hear my heart drumming in my chest.
“You know what happens when you can’t see?” he asked.
I shook my head. I had some idea, but I was certain he had much more to say about it than I knew.
“When you lose your sense of sight, your other senses become much sharper. That means that everything I’m going to do to you, you’re going to experience it much more intensely.”
For just a moment, I felt just a hint of fear. The spanking and the paddling had hurt so much already, so I wasn’t sure how it would feel to be hurt by him when the sensations were intensified. But I was resolved. I would take it for as long as I possibly could.
I felt his hands on my bare breasts, caressing the skin and lightly teasing my nipples. He was right- it felt much better with my eyesight robbed from me. I sighed happily; this wasn’t bad at all.
I felt him lightly grasp my right nipple and pull; not enough to hurt, but enough that I knew he was there.
“This is going to hurt,” he promised.
I nodded, confused but ready. A moment later, something bit my nipple. I cried out and started to pull away, but he was ready for that. His strong, reassuring hand found my back and held me in place.
“What is that?” I gasped. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt that much pain. It was still there, too. Whatever it was, was still attached to my nipple.
“Nipple clamps,” he said simply. I felt his hand on my other, untouched breast and I knew what was coming. I took a deep breath, trying my best to prepare for it. I felt him pull lightly, wait, then another sharp pain
