Jules arrived for a photo shoot with photographer Ben, having answered his ad on a website, to shoot women’s underwear ads. It required a bit of exhibitionism in a woman to pose for these kinds of photos, since she would be nearly naked, and her poses would be pretty explicit. But Jules didn’t mind, and the money was much better than posing in jeans or shoes.
On arriving, Ben found she was happy to be accepted for this modeling assignment, so he got right to it. First, he had her fill out some paperwork with her name, address, phone, parents’ names and address, etc., for his records, he told her. He also had her sign a page assigning him sole ownership of the photos he took. Jules was trusting and thought nothing of it, not realizing she’d given Ben all he needed to blackmail her if he ever wanted to.
And so they got started. Ben sent her to a dressing area behind a curtain where she would change into the various skimpy ‘bra and panty’ sets to be modeled, and later some lingerie. All of the items were either tiny or nearly transparent, but she didn’t seem fazed at all and posed in any way he asked. Ben tested her with poses that let him see her nipples and pussy, and he was getting the idea that this girl was quite an exhibitionist and very submissive to his authority.
When the official shoot was over, he asked if she would stay for some extra poses just for him. She said yes, so he asked, “What would you say if I told you to pose naked?”
“I’d be happy to, for some extra money,” Jules said with a smile.
So, they agreed to one hundred dollars extra, and he told her to undress, and he’d pose her. After she was naked, he had her stand with her hands on her breasts, playing with her nipples, then pinching and pulling on them. Next, he had her on her hands and knees, with close-ups of her hanging breasts and erect nipples, followed by shots of her ass and pussy showing her wet labia clearly.
With Jules’ full cooperation so far, Ben asked, “What would you say if I told you I want to tie you up for a photo?”
“I’m okay with it, if that’s what you want. How about another hundred bucks?” Jules asked.
Ben agreed, and then had her stand as he used lashes to secure her wrists and attach them to a strap hanging from the ceiling, before securing her ankles to a spreader bar he pulled from a closet. She was restrained and helpless as he shot photos of her smiling for him.
“Now I’m going to touch you all over your body,” he stated. Ben wanted to test her submissive resolve and wondered how she would react since this was no longer just for photos.
“That’d be okay with me, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy it,” said Jules, who had gotten totally turned on by posing naked for him.
So Ben proceeded to fondle her breasts, cupping them and running his thumbs over her nipples, and Jules responded with “Oh’s” and “Ahh’s” for how good it felt. Her nipples hardened, and he pinched, twisted, and pulled on them, but she seemed to like the pain. He was becoming more certain that this girl would make a good submissive, so he proceeded. From her breasts, he moved his hands down to her spread legs and ran his fingers up their inner thighs, to which she responded with squirms from the tickly feel of what he was doing. He intentionally traced lightly for a minute to make her squirm all the more. She squirmed and laughed, and when he thought she’d had enough, he rubbed her skin to remove the tickle.
“Now I’m going to edge you, taking you to the brink of an orgasm, but then I’ll stop, forcing you into orgasm denial,” Ben declared.
“I’d like that,” Jules stated with a smile.
Ben brought out a vibrator, turned it on low, and touched it to her pussy, running it up and down her wet, open slit, tracing over her clit. With each pass, Jules reacted more strongly, squirming with joy at the feelings she was experiencing. As she became more animated with her arousal, Ben focused on her clit, pushing Jules to the edge of orgasm. Then he stopped and pulled the vibrator away. He turned the vibrator intensity up a notch and repeated his actions, bringing Jules to the edge again, then stopped.
“Are you enjoying this edging?” Ben asked.
“Oh God, Yes! Please keep it up!” Jules replied, almost out of breath from her aroused state.
“Well, good. So, I’m going to fuck you now?” Ben told her.
“I’d love it if you would,” Jules gasped. “You’ve got me so horny, I’d love it.”
“Okay, I’m going to untie you, and I want you to get on your hands and knees on the cot over there,” Ben told her. When she was released from the lashes, she went to the cot and got on all fours. He was pleased with her submissive surrender as he walked to her. He touched her pussy with his hands, running his finger up and down her wet slit, tracing over her swollen clit to further arouse her, which made her jerk reflexively. He pressed a finger to her opening and gently pushed into it, then pulsed in and out as he noted her wetness was complete. Knowing she was ready, he removed his finger, dropped his pants and briefs, and touched his penis to her cunt, slapped her clit a couple of times with it, and then pressed into her. He pulsed in and out as she squirmed in pleasure, the “Ahh’s” escaping her lips as she relished the feel of his cock in her. He fucked her deeply, pushing in, then backing off, almost pulling out, before pushing in again.
Ben fucked Jules for some time before she jerked and spasmed as her orgasm hit, gushing wetness over his cock. He kept thrusting into her, driving her wild with pleasure, her jerks and spasms continuing until she squirted her juices onto him. He drove deeply once more, then unleashed his load into her with each thrust until they were both spent, both of them now exhausted from their ecstasy. Ben pulled out and grabbed a tissue for them to clean up.
“That was great, Jules,” Ben said. “I want to be able to do that with you again, and often, if you’re game,” Ben said.
“I am, Ben. I’m yours any time you want.”
With such surrender in her answer, Ben posed his final desire, saying, “I want you to be my submissive. I’ll take care of you, and in return, you’ll do all that I ask you to. What do you say?”
“I’d love that! I’m a submissive at heart, and I’ve been waiting for someone like you to come along.”
“Good. Come back and see me here at seven tomorrow evening. In the meantime, I want you to edge yourself at bedtime tonight, take yourself to the point of orgasm as often as you like, but you are not to cum, no orgasm. Do you understand?
“Yes.”
“Make that Yes, Master.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Get dressed and go now, and be here at seven pm tomorrow, or there will be consequences.”
“What about my pay, Master?
“Sorry, my submissive. You will do what I ask without pay. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” Jules answered, feeling deceived, but ultimately not caring since Ben gave her something she had longed for over many months.
And so Jules got dressed, and Ben showed her out of the studio.
o o o
That night, Jules played with herself in bed until she felt like cumming, but then stopped, as Ben wanted. She did it two more times, then went to sleep, though that proved hard since she was aroused. The next day, Jules was still horny, but got through to the evening when she arrived at the studio, though she was twelve minutes late.
“I told you to be here at seven. You were late, so you must be disciplined.”
“But there was traffic, and I couldn’t help it.”
“You should have left early enough that you could deal with traffic, so it is no excuse. And you neglected to call me master. Take your clothes off now.”
Jules knew she was wrong and had disappointed her new master, so she complied and removed her sandals, blouse, jeans, and finally her bra and panties. Standing naked, Ben approached her, grabbed her, and walked her to an upholstered chair. He bent her over the back of the chair and tied her wrists with rope to the front legs, then he added the spreader bar he’d used the day before to force her legs apart.
“Wait here while I get some things to use on you,” Ben told her.
“Yes, Master,” was all Jules could manage to say.
When Ben returned, he took a cloth blindfold and put it on Jules, covering her eyes.
“Losing your sight will enhance the rest of this punishment for you,” he told her.
Jules was a little afraid, being tied over the chair back, naked, helpless, and unable to see.
“You’ve displeased me, my submissive, and I will punish you now. If you get turned on, enjoy it, but you are not allowed to cum. And if my punishment becomes too much for you, your safe word is ‘pickle’ to make it stop. Do you understand?” Ben asked.
“Yes, Master,” Jules whimpered.
Ben chose a flogger and slapped Jules’ ass with it, over and over, as Jules choked back a cry. It hurt, but she could take it, and after a while, it was a bit of a turn on. She found it odd how pain could arouse her, but it did. After several minutes with the flogger, Ben stopped. He noted that Jules’ rear was quite red, and her pussy looked surprisingly wet.
When Ben touched her next, it was with a vibrator he turned to low. He ran it up he inner thigh to her pussy, then down her other thigh, to warm her up to the idea that he would be getting her very aroused. When he paused longer at her pussy and made sure to buzz her clit, she squirmed but could not escape the wonderful feel of the device on her tender spot. As Ben turned up the intensity of the vibrator and continued, she was losing control. She was loving what he was doing to her, but she was getting so turned on that she was afraid she could not last much longer.
“I’m going to cum if you keep doing that, Master,” she gasped at Ben.
“You will hold it back. You are not allowed to cum,” Ben stated calmly.
Ben continued to buzz her cunt and clit, and Jules squirmed in an attempt to hold back her orgasm. She clenched her teeth and held her breath, but nothing was able to stem her arousal. She was leaking her juices onto the vibrator, and moments from cumming, when Ben spoke.
“You have pleased me with your orgasm denial, and you may cum,” he told her.
Jules never heard sweeter words, and she let go. With the vibrator still stimulating her, Jules’ pussy exploded in pent-up desire, her juices gushing from her cunt, running down her leg, and dripping on the floor. She jerked and spasmed over and over, screaming with joy as tears ran down her face. After a minute, she was empty, her pussy sated, and she relaxed.
When she finished her orgasms, Ben turned off the vibrator, undid his slacks, and moved to the front of the chair. He pulled his briefs down and held his erect penis in front of Jules’ mouth. When he touched it to her lips, she felt him and in no time realized what it was. She knew what he wanted her to do, so she licked his cock and sucked on its head, taking him into her mouth. She was not able to move her head easily, and Ben could see that, so he started to move his cock in and out of her mouth. She licked and sucked him as he did, and Ben started to moan, and when Jules took his deepest pushes, he groaned and spurted his first load into her. She continued to suck on him, and he continued to cum in spasms. After a minute, he was spent and pulled out.
“You’ve been a good submissive, Jules. Now go ahead and swallow,” he told her.
“Thank you, Master. It was my pleasure,” she replied and swallowed his semen.
Then Ben took her blindfold off and untied her from the chair. She was a little slow to stand, with tightness from being bent over for so long. They both cleaned up with tissues and got dressed.
“I’ll want you here at seven on Friday evening. And I’ll expect you to be on time. Do you understand?” Ben asked.
“Yes, Master,” Jules replied.
Then Ben kissed her, and she left. She planned to leave early on Friday and be on time. On the drive home, she thought about the flogging she got and how surprised she was that it aroused her. And then how hard it was to keep from cumming while he buzzed her cunt over and over. It was all so erotic, and her orgasm had to be the best she’d ever had. Then she wondered what he might have planned for her on Friday.
o o o
When Friday came, she left extra early to drive to the studio and arrived ten minutes early. Ben let her in, hugged and kissed her, and told her to sit and relax for a few minutes. She sat on a sofa and dreamed about what her master would do with her this time, not knowing if it would be painful or ecstatic… or both.
“Tonight I’m going to see how long you can last having forced orgasms. You’ll be tied to my bed, and I will torment you with toys to arouse you and make you cum, and I won’t stop until you beg me, but maybe not even then. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Master,” Jules replied with a smile. She loved the thought of being aroused until she came, and then beyond. It sounded so controlling of Ben, and she loved the idea.
Ben walked Jules to his bed at the studio, which he used for some shoots. It was a king bed with a four-poster frame. He had her undress and lie on her back, and tied her to the corner posts of the bed. Then he added a blindfold so she couldn’t see, to enhance her experience, he told her. She lay blindfolded and naked, her arms and legs spread to the corners; helpless… and she loved it. The thrill of not knowing what he would do to her, and not being able to do anything about it, was such a turn-on for Jules. Soon, she felt Ben put his hands on her breasts, and he attached something that pinched her nipples; clamps! Then he pulled on them and secured them to something that kept pulling on her nipples, hurting them. She squirmed with the pain, but she noticed that it subsided if she lifted her chest, so she tried doing that. But when she lowered her chest again, her nipples were pulled again and hurt.
Next, she heard Ben doing something near the foot of the bed, followed by a hard shape touching her pussy lips. She felt Ben making some adjustments to it, and then he left it resting on her pussy… she hoped it would be a pleasant feel when he started to use it. Then she felt another item touch her vaginal opening, and he seemed to be inserting it slightly. Soon, he was done with whatever he was doing, and Jules waited.
“Now we will begin. I will let these devices arouse you until you beg me to stop them. Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes, Master,” she answered, with a mix of thrill and fear in her voice.
When Ben turned the vibrator on, its head was low on her pussy, just above her vagina, which seemed odd. Then he turned on some other device which sounded like a motor, and the object by her opening pushed into her. It was large and smooth, and she realized it was a dildo. And when it moved into her, the vibrator moved with it, up and over her slit and clit. Jules was shaken by the intensity with which it hit her. A huge dildo was stretching her pussy and driving deep into her, filling her and feeling wonderful, while a vibrator was riding up and down her slit, and on a low setting, it was subjecting her clit to a slow but intense buzzing, riding over it twice with each cycle. She shivered with arousal from the start.
The machine was relentless, and Jules’ cunt was inflicted with wonderful pressures and vibrations. The dildo was fucking her gently, while the vibrator was giving her clit a regular dose of arousing vibrations, and both were working to turn her on further with each push. And the clamps on her nipples were still pinching, pulling, and hurting, but less than before. She felt a particularly intense urge from her clit and arched her back, and the nipple pain almost vanished. But she couldn’t hold the position, and when she lay back down, the pain made her jerk.
On and on the machine went, pushing the dildo into her pussy, and floating the vibrator over her clit. She loved the feelings she was getting, and her arousal was in full bloom. She squirmed and writhed as her cunt was alive with feeling, and the nipple clamps were not even hurting anymore. She moaned endlessly from the stimulation, unable to escape it even for a moment. Soon she came for the first time, oozing her juices and further lubricating the dildo and vibe. When she bucked with a second orgasm, she arched her back, and the relief on her nipples drove her to another surge, another spasm of juices, and, falling back to the bed, the sudden shot of pain in her nipples triggered a third orgasm.
The machine was relentless, and she was soon at the point where she was about worn out. While the feeling of the dildo fucking her was wonderfully filling, and the vibrations on her clit were arousing to the point of overwhelming, she was beginning to feel like it was enough. She could not stop having orgasms, and she was starting to get sore.
Jules had no idea where Ben was or what he was doing. Was he watching, or gone to another room? Would he hear her if she screamed out as her limit hit? Meanwhile, the machine continued to fuck her and buzz her clit, and she kept having orgasms. And Jules learned the thing about forced orgasms was that the pleasure became so intense it turned painful, and she was there. She bucked and screamed under her breath as the orgasms consumed her. She could think of nothing but the overwhelming need for it to stop.
“Make it stop, Master. Please!” she cried out.
But there was no reply from Ben, and the orgasms, along with the pain derived from too much pleasure, continued.
“Master!” she screamed. “Please stop the machine!”
Suddenly, the sounds changed. The motor sound slowed and stopped, and the dildo and vibrator stopped moving. Then the buzzing stopped, and she felt the clamps being removed from her nipples. Finally, she had some relief from the forced orgasms.
“Happy to help, my poor submissive,” Ben said as he started to remove the toys attached to the device.
“Oh, thank you, Master,” Jules gasped.
When Ben untied her from the bed frame, Jules was so relieved. Her pussy was sore from overuse, but now that it was over, she felt wonderful. He gave her a tissue to clean up and watched as she dressed.
“So, would you do that again?” Ben asked.
“If you wanted me to, yes,” she replied.
“Good to know, my obedient submissive. I’ll see you next Friday,” he said.
Then Ben hugged her and kissed her, and Jules left.
o o o
Ben was everything Jules fantasized about, a man who pushed her to her limits and made her orgasm like no one ever had. She was in ecstasy every week when they got together at his studio. He tried so many things on her, new and old, and she never knew what would happen. And that was part of the thrill, the not knowing, along with the helplessness, which she loved. She would never want to miss out on the sexual thrills she got from Ben, so she would never skip a Friday. She looked forward to those evenings and orgasms all week!
