His Masked Mistress

gh the door, her stiletto heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She took a moment to appreciate the gra

noted, glancing u

been waiting for this moment for weeks, ever since their initial online encounter. She had been

. "You look... adequate," he said, his tone neutral. Celine felt a flash of excitement at

t perfectly. His eyes were dark and piercing, and she felt them on her even as she tried to remain calm. "Take

ell you to," he murmured, his hand reaching up to gently, but firmly, grasp her ch

sion coiling in her stomach. She had read the rules, knew what was expected of her,

e guided her towards a large, ornate chair in the center of the room. "Sit

led a sleek, black leather mask, the kind that covered the eyes and left the rest of the face

tion in the shiny metal rings that adorned it. Slowly, she lifted it to her face, the leather c

coverings. She heard his footsteps as he moved away, and the sound o

weet floral perfume she had dabbed on earlier. She could feel her h

ound of a zipper. The ant

neeling in front of him. She could feel his erection pressing against her cheek

nd she reached inside, her fingers wrapping around his cock. It was thick and firm, a thrilling sense

nd opened her mouth, letting the tip of his cock brush against her lips. She tasted

to suck, her tongue swirling around the head, savoring the taste of him. His brea

him deeper, feeling the leather of the mask tighten against her cheeks as she worked. His han

nding shivers through him. She knew she was doing well, that she was pleasing him. It was all she could think about, her entire

h of his cum on her cheek, the stickiness of it against her skin. H

his voice thick with sat

. She had passed the first test, and she knew th

and she could feel his gaze even through the mask. "You've proven your willingness,"

The sudden influx of light was momentarily blinding, but she blinked away the darkness to find him ho

he chair, pulling her arms tight and securing them in place. Celine's breath caught in her th

When he returned, she felt something cold and metallic against her skin. A sh

a jolt of excitement through her body. She could feel the heat between her legs, her pa

gasp. The pain was sharp, but it quickly morphed into pleasure as her body responded to the sensation. He

work. "Perfect," he murmured. "Now,

ring menacingly in the low light. Celine's heart raced, her breath coming in shal

ulder. It stung, but it was a good pain, a pain that made her body come alive. He began

erwhelming. Celine moaned, her body moving of its own accord to meet the str

room was silent except for their ragged breathing. She felt him lean down,

voice a whimper.

ught her closer to the edge. Her mind was a whirlwind of sensation, the pain

m giving herself completely to another. And with every strike, she felt hersel

orgasm building, a crescendo that she knew would be explosiv

dy begging for release. "Please," sh

darkly. "Not

pain making her gasp. Before she could recover, she felt

growled, his voic

n that moment, she knew she was his, completely

ted to reveal her lacy black lingerie, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. He stepp

voice a dark promise. "And I'm g

e as he reached around to unclasp her bra, the fabric slipping away to expose her breasts to

tark contrast to the metal of the clamps. Celine felt the beginnings o

itive skin around her nipple before moving to h

er breasts, the leather strips leaving a trail of fire across her sensitive skin. She

tomach and then her thighs. Each hit sent waves of pleasure t

inst her soaking wet panties. "I can feel how much you want this,"

frustration building, the need to climax almost unbearable. But

e side. He ran his thumb over her clit, and she jolted at the contac

den intrusion sending her spiraling closer to the edge. He pumped them in and out, hi

her body wound tighter than a coil. "Please

he asked, his

me come,"

ng his fingers. She whimpered

his hand. "Now, let's see if

skin. She could feel the blood rushing to the surface, the sti

rwhelmed. And then, just as she thought she couldn't tak

thick and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Celine's mouth watere

. She took him in, her eyes never leaving his. He tasted

at her entrance. He pushed in, filling her in one swift motio

nder their weight, the leather cuffs biting into her wrists. She c

slap of his skin against hers a declaration of hi

s cock. She felt so alive, so alive that it was as if she had been born in this very moment.

y were both still, their breathing ragged and uneven in the quiet room. And then,

from over. He reached for the cuffs, releasing her wrists from their leather co

trembling legs. "Come," he said, his voice a gentle command

ay. He laid her down, the fabric cool against her overheated skin. He re

with awe and possession. "And now, I'm going

aiming it just as he had claimed her body. The kiss grew deeper, more

the remnants of her dress and lingerie, leaving her fully exposed to

again. This time, there was no pain, no hesitation. Only

asm building, a crescendo that washed over her in waves. She clutched at

ng with the force of it. They lay together, panting an

over her. This was where she was meant to be, with him, in this world of

t she would neve