My husband had been hinting for ages that he had got me something special for my birthday. I couldn’t wait to see what it was. I pestered him non stop for days before the big day. The only thing that took my mind off it was chatting on the internet. My husband didn’t know of course but I had been chatting in bdsm chatrooms for some time now. My husband was totally vanilla and I was afraid to even bring the subject up with him. My fantasy was to meet with a real life Master at least once and experience everything I longed to try.
The day of my birthday dawned and I woke up very excited. My husband was such a sweet man and he loved me so much. It was a pity he was not my Master, for then I would have everything I needed right here at home. But, at least I had my internet and that kept me going. My husband brought me up a special birthday breakfast and a beautiful birthday card. I asked him where my present was but he said I would have to wait. I got up and had a bath. While I was in the bath my husband came in and told me we were going out somewhere for my present. He told me to make sure I wore a skirt and top so I figured we were going out somewhere special for lunch.
I got out of the bath and dressed in a pretty skirt with a silky top. I wore lacy white underwear and stockings. I was not sure where we were going so I put on kitten heels. I called down to George that I was ready to go and he came upstairs to look at me. “You look beautiful dear” he said with a smile. “It’s really time to get going now though if we want to be on time”. We went downstairs and got into the car. Then George turned to me and to my surprise, insisted I wear a blindfold.. I was curious, but thought he just wanted to keep the suspense going. I put on the blindfold, feeling a little silly.
We drove for quite a while until finally, the car stopped and I heard George put the radio off and engage the handbrake “Are we here yet” I asked him. “Yes” said George “we are here”. “Can I take off the blindfold yet” I asked. “No” he said “not yet”. He helped me out of the car and guided me up a path and some steps. I heard a doorbell ring and someone came to the door. We were guided in and then down some steps. I imagined it was some sort of basement. Perhaps a restaurant although I could not smell anything cooking. My curiosity was boiling over by then and I begged to be allowed to take off the blindfold. George said “Yes it is time” and undid the blindfold.
I looked around and was amazed. We were in a dungeon. There were vaulting horses and benches, tables and stools and a cross within a wheel on one wall. The walls were hung with whips and canes of all different kinds. I looked at George. “Yes dear I know about your sex chatroom” he said “I read your emails” and I know what you really want. Just then a man came into the room. He was dressed in black leather and was a powerful looking man.. “This is Master Patrick”. For several months now I have been taking lessons from him so I can be what you want. “We will try out my new skills when we get home later today” he said. “But first, I want you to have the experience you have always wanted. You are to be Master Patrick’s slave for the next two hours. You will do as he tells you. Whatever he tells you. When the two hours are up, he will return you to me. With that he was gone and I was alone with Master Patrick.
I saw that Master Patrick was carrying a riding crop. I began to get nervous. I had never done any of these things in real life. “Take off your clothes” Master Patrick said to me in a pleasant voice. I hesitated. Before I knew what was happening, I found myself picked up and carried to a sofa. He sat down and pulled me across his lap. He pulled up my skirt and pulled my panties down to expose my ass. He brought his hand down hard across my bottom and started to spank me in earnest. I started to protest but it did no good, he just kept on spanking me harder and harder. I began to cry but still he kept spanking me. My bottom was on fire. “This is what you wanted isn’t it” he asked “Yes Master” I sniffled but not quite so hard”. “You will feel much harder than this before our time is up” he said. He took his hand and felt between my legs. “Look you are wet already” and we’ve only just started. His fingers brushed against my clit and I nearly came.
“Now take your clothes off” he said “Yes Master” I replied and this time I did it right away. “Nice ass” he said “nice to work with. He picked me up and threw me across the vaulting horse. He swiftly tied me down so I could not move. “So” he said “your husband tells me that this is your fantasy and what you dreamed of. “He has proved a good pupil with me and I think when you get home you will find he is much different than before”. It was his idea that you have this experience with me to fulfill all your dreams”. He went to the wall and selected a cane. Oh dear God I thought what have I let myself in for, but there was no escape. He brought the cane down across my right cheek and I yelled. He did the same with the other cheek and I cried out in pain. “I have had enough of this now thank you” I said. He laughed “I have not even started yet”. He thrashed me with that cane till I was crying and begging him to stop. Still he kept on. “You wanted the full experience” he laughed and you are going to get it”.
He felt between my legs again and to my shame I was dripping wet. “You say no but your body says otherwise” he said. He undid me and carried me over to a padded table with hooks in it. He bent me over it and tied me down. “Not more” I thought. I felt something cold being rubbed into my asshole and wondered what it was. Then I heard the buzzing and he showed me the butt plug that he intended to use on me. He slowly inserted the plug and I was on the edge of orgasm. He turned it up full and left me like that while he went and found what he was looking for. He came back with it and showed it to me. It was a leather paddle and it looked like it would be painful. He playfully flicked my clit and I almost exploded. He began to beat me with the leather paddle and the pain joined with the pleasure from the plug. He smacked my ass hard with that paddle and with each stroke I grew more excited. Finally he fingered my clit and shoved two fingers inside me. I came harder than I have ever come before.
He untied me and picked me up again. He carried me over to the wheel on the wall and strapped me down to the cross, facing the wall. He took out a blindfold and placed it over my eyes. I heard the crack of a whip before I felt the sting across my back. The next crack landed on my sore ass and made me scream out loud. He was relentless with that whip and the pain from it was like nothing I had ever felt. I thought the whipping would never stop. but finally it did and he left me there tied to that cross for quite some time. I don’t know how long I was there. I heard his footsteps leaving the room.
I heard him come back after a while. He carried me to what felt like the arm of a chair and bent me over it. By now there was no resistance in me. I felt the touch of a riding crop trailing up my arm. Moments later I felt the crop slash across my bottom. Again and again he brought that crop down. When he finally stopped he put his hand down and felt to see if I was wet. I was. I heard a zipper being pulled down and felt him enter me from behind. Something George had never done. The pain joined with the feeling from my pussy and I have never been so horny. He fucked me hard and long stopping every now and then to apply another stroke of the crop. I couldn’t stand it, I was so aroused I wanted to scream.
I felt guilty about George but mostly I just wanted to cum. I lay there with my poor beaten ass tilted high and him pounding into me. He pounded away until I couldn’t take it any more and I screamed as I came. It was the best fuck I had ever had. I heard him come round and crouch down next to my face. He kissed me and removed the mask. It was George squatting down looking into my eyes. “Happy Birthday darling” he said.
