Title: When She Least Expected It Part 7: The Room
Author: Dane Hargreaves - Visit him at Twitter
This story © by Dane Hargreaves and used with permission.
Note: This story includes BDSM elements. It will be posted in 10 parts over 8 days.
If you haven't read part 6, you can do so here
Damon stood up
and helped her to her feet. They collected her shoes, and he put his tie in his
pocket and his suit jacket back on. Taking her by the hand, he started picking
his way through the foliage back towards the path. Candice had never felt this
utterly empty, utterly alone in the universe. She started wracking her brain to
figure out how to rescue this situation, to get back to what she was feeling
before. As they gingerly picked their way through the forest, her eyes fell on
this stump, cut clean in two places by a chain saw. She just stared at it,
knowing in the back of her mind that it was an opportunity, but it just
wouldn’t materialize in her mind. She stopped walking, determined to figure out
what it was. Damon looked at her then looked where she was staring. A smile
instantly started creeping across his face. Candice glanced at him and her
heart leapt. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but she knew it was good.
Maybe the night wasn’t over.
what do you see over there?”
on the stump, but was again lost. She couldn’t place it. She was quite
frustrated. She said, “What do you see?”
quite simply, “A chair.”
She thought to
herself, “okay, but what is it about that that grabbed my attention?” She just
shook her head in frustration and turned and started picking her way forward
something that surprised him, because he never, ever gave a second chance. “The
reason it grabs your attention is its shape and what is around it.” Candice
stopped and glanced back. The trunk had been cut in two places; one higher than
the other, so it looked a bit like a chair. She glanced around it and saw that
the ground around it was covered in soft grasses and ferns. Perfectly level.
But it was sort of sitting in an alcove in the forest, with branches
surrounding it on three and a half sides. Like a little room.
It hit her. A
little room with a chair and a soft floor. She was glad it was dark because she
turned 50 shades of pink thinking of Christian Grey’s red room of pain. Her
subconscious had recognized nature’s perfect spanking room. She knew damn well
that Damon had recognized it immediately, but wasn’t going to offer. He was
waiting for her to say something.
slightly then knew she had to try or everything was over then and there. She
thought of a way to couch the subject in a bit of humour, “I have had three
strikes against me tonight. Perhaps I could entice you to stay with an offer of
a few more, somewhat different, strikes?” Candice actually found herself
grinning an evil seductress grin. “I need to be severely punished for my
failures so far.”
Damon grinned as
well, but was obviously deep in thought. Finally, he said, “Candice, you are
asking me to break my own rules. If I do this, things will be stepped up a
notch. Do you think you can handle that?” Candice’s heart leapt; the night
wasn’t quite over yet! But she was now, for the first time tonight, a little
worried about where this could go. She had to calm herself down and get some
clarification before agreeing.
whatever do you mean, ‘step it up a notch’?”
Lowell, it doesn’t mean an increase in pain if that’s what you are worried
about. The level of pain I go to is always determined by my submissive. What it
means is that I will layer on a bit more in the area of humiliation. Like being
called a Slut. You did not like that at all. It could be worse, depending on
how events unfold. Normally, humiliation is not something that I get to with a
submissive until we have been together for a few months. But normally I don’t
give second chances either.”
that for a second. This was going to be a surprisingly difficult thing for her
to accept, but her pussy was already telling her what to do in no uncertain
terms. She had to listen to the purring down below. “OK, I think I can do
Damon smiled, “I
hope you do. I can tell you there will not be a third chance.” Candice smiled
her prettiest smile back at him.
there for a second, thinking deeply. Candice was in a bit of a panic since she
realized that he still wasn’t 100 percent sold on the idea. Finally he spoke,
quietly, with a sinister tone to his voice, “OK. Now answer me, you horny
fucking slut, how badly do you want to make up for the worst fucking blowjob I
have ever had in my life?”
inside, but let herself go, “Please, sir, I’ll do anything, anything at all to
make up for it!” She said it with such emotion and conviction that it seemed to
catch both of them off guard. She could see his eyes widen slightly.
In a new,
slightly different, deeper and sterner voice she had not yet heard, he
commanded, “You will go over to the front of that stump, take off every stitch
of clothing on you, and stand beside it with your eyes down. Go now.”
instantly, picking her way through the forest carpet to their little room. He
did not follow. Once she reached the stump, she stripped off all her clothing,
and stood there with her eyes bowed. She held her still stinging breasts in her
hands for comfort.
slightly when his voice came out of the trees to her left. She had not heard
him move. It just added to the mystery of this man. He commanded her to drop
her hands to her sides. Candice did so, exposing her breasts once again to the
night air. He walked over to her and standing in front, he put his right hand
under her chin and lifted her head. He stared down into her eyes. Holding her
gaze, he brought his left hand up to her pussy, palm out. Like earlier in the
evening, he pushed the palm of his hand firmly into her pubic hair and let his
fingers slide underneath to the wetness there. Using his fingers to separate the
delicate folds he barely penetrated her with his middle finger. He smiled at
the instant reaction from her, the moaning and the now very, very wet pussy.
Holding his left hand firmly in place on her pussy, he stepped to his right and
slightly around her, giving him access to her ass with his right hand.
Keeping his left
hand firmly in place on her pussy, and his middle finger frustrating quiet at
the point of “just penetrating”, he stroked her naked back with his fingertips,
eliciting shivers from Candice. He traced his fingers down to the top of the
crack of her ass, drawing little circles in the delicate skin. More shivers,
and some moans. He then spread his hand wide and gently massaged her right
buttock. Moving to her left buttock, he repeated the gentle massage. He
alternated between her two buttocks, slowly rubbing harder. His left hand was
pressed harder on her pussy the front, driving her ass into his hand. The
sensations were overpowering to Candice. She was actually feeling an orgasm
start to build from deep inside her when he brought his hand back and slapped
her right buttock hard. No warning whatsoever! Candice yelped out of surprise
and at the sudden stinging in her ass. The two sounds combining to create a
pretty loud echo in the forest. The slap had stung her ass cheek badly, but the
reaction of her body to the slap and the accompanying finger fuck occurred from
head to toe. Like electrical shock. It seemed to drive her mind and her
subconscious violently into her new status in this relationship. She started to
accept where the path ahead lay.
her but did not move. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “That was a
little too loud. I have to lower your volume a bit.” With that He produced a
short, but thick stick from his jacket pocket. Candice quickly realized what he
had been up to in the forest to her left. He told her to open her mouth, after
which he had her bite down on the wood. “OK you filthy slut, you will not under
any circumstances let that stick fall from your mouth. Are we clear?” Candice
nodded. He repeated, “Do you understand?” and again Candice nodded.
“Do you want to
pass this test so you can swallow my cum, like a good slut should?” Candice
nodded vigorously. He reached up and pulled the stick from her mouth, then
said, “Then ask properly.”
into his eyes, thinking about exactly what she should say to please him. It
took her a few seconds. Finally, she said, “Sir, I have disappointed you so
much. I need to be punished severely for what I have done. Please spank me,
flog me or do whatever you need to do to teach me my lesson. Then please let me
suck your cock again, please let me swallow every single drop of your cum.” She
was watching his reaction, and he definitely looked pleased. He put the stick
back in her mouth.
He let her go,
and then moved quietly over to the stump. Candice once again noted how silently
he slid through the forest carpet. She was in bare feet and wouldn’t be that
quiet! It was actually fucking creepy. Damon removed his jacket, but sat down
on the stump fully clothed. He motioned for her join Him. Candice walked over
to stand directly in front of him, keeping her eyes earthbound. He said, “Now
slut, present your tight ass for me right now, over my lap.” Candice walked
over to his right side, and lay down across his lap, hands and feet on the
ground, ass positioned as requested.
slowly, with a few gentle slaps on her left buttock, followed by the same
treatment on her right. He moved the target from the middle of her cheeks to
the upper portion, increasing the intensity markedly. Candice bit down on the
wood as the slaps continued to increase in frequency and intensity.
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.
He moved the
target back to the centre of her buttocks.
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.
The pain was
incredible. Candice was breathing shallow, air bursting out of her lungs with
every slap. Slowly the ladylike little sounds morphed into low, guttural moans.
Her ass was absolutely burning, each slap feeling like she was getting hit by a
flat piece of hot steel. She closed her eyes tightly, fighting against the
tears forming in the corners. All of the sudden, the spanking stopped. She opened
her eyes, but remained motionless.
She heard him
rummaging around beside the stump near her feet. He had picked up something
from the foliage and fumbled with it for a few seconds. Candice didn’t have but
a few seconds before she found out what it was. She gasped out loud as a swatch
of branches hit her ass. It was a new sensation; very different from being
spanked with his hand. The sting went across her buttocks in finite points and
lines. Candice surprised herself – she knew she was getting really into this
spanking thing, and these branches were like a cat ‘o nine tails. Erotic as
hell. She knew her body was reacting in ways it had never known.
hear the slight whistle in the air as the branches were swung back and down
again. The sting on her buttocks forced little screams from her lungs, but also
sex into her mind and into her pussy. She was loath to admit how turned on she
was getting. Candice realized if Damon kept this up she might have an orgasm.
Suddenly the flogging stopped, and a frustrated Candice felt her breathing slow
Candice felt his
hand slide between her legs and was not at all surprised when he was able to
easily slip two fingers into her pussy. She realized how turned on she was by
the spanking and the flogging. She thought, “Jesus, please Sir, fuck me, fuck
me, fuck me now” but was smart enough to not say or do anything. Then she felt
something new and intoxicating. He must have lubricated his thumb a bit,
because as soon as he started finger fucking her pussy, she felt his thumb
lightly penetrating her butt. Rubbing it, teasing it. At this point Candice
seemed to lose complete control of her mental faculties, letting her emotions
and feelings take her forward. She was gone. Her ass was on fire, her pussy was
being finger fucked and her anus was being teased. Candice had never
experienced a height of pleasure like this, and could feel an orgasm building
He knew it. He
stopped. Candice moaned a soft sound of disappointment. However, it wasn’t
over; He was merely teasing her for the main act. She heard him drop the
branches. Candice was slightly disappointed, but he was pretty good with his
hands. He shifted his target lower, to a spot just above where her legs and her
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.
This spot was
definitely different! Each slap sent a pulse of energy at her clit. It was new,
it was excruciatingly painful, and it was erotic beyond anything she had ever
felt. The orgasm came almost without warning. Almost equal to the pain in her
buttocks, it seemed to come from deep within her body, spreading outward.
Massive convulsions wrecked her body, causing her to violently shake on his
lap. She squeezed her eyes even tighter, and bit down on the wood so hard that
pieces of it came loose in her mouth. He knew just when and where to hit her
during her orgasm to make it continue, and continue, and continue. It seemed to
go on forever, the result of the spanking and of years of near sexual
When it finally
subsided, Candice collapsed like a rag doll. He pulled her up into a sitting
position on his lap, tucking her tear-stained face into his neck. She was lost.
Her mind was in some subzone of reality and she was in no hurry to get out.
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