Lost Challenge

Barbara stood nude and bound spread-eagled in his living room. She faced his easy chair which, in turn, faced the T.V. A banker's box of sexual toys sat on the coffee table.1

She had lost the challenge and was now his to torment with erotic denial as much as he pleased. He had implied that he would be 'lenient' and she wished she had a clearer idea of what that meant.2

But done was done and now it was her turn to live up to her end of the challenge. It had seemed like such an easy thing for her to do. Twenty minutes waving around five pound weights in each hand. How hard could it be?3

Now she knew. She heard Thomas walk softly up behind her and, cupping her breasts from behind, he nuzzled her neck. When he spoke, however, it left her more than a little worried.4

"Let's start you off with a good, solid whipping!" He said in a confident and cheery voice.5

She heard his belt whisper as it left the belt loops in his pants. Transformed from clothing accessory to an instrument of sexual torment; she found herself breathless with anticipation of its fiery kiss.6

"Breathe, babe! It isn't going to hurt quite that much!" Thomas still spoke with a cheeriness she could not understand. Lust was an easy emotion to understand under these circumstances. Cheeriness was much more difficult.7

She mentioned as much to her lover. Thomas responded that for him, tonight's challenge had been a win-win situation.8

"There was just no way for me to lose!" He said lightly, "You were at a disadvantage from the beginning."9

He continued more firmly before she could speak to that, "Stand ready!"10

She heard the whisper of the belt through the air. It landed on her warm unprotected back with a wet splat. She gasped in pain and shock as she pulled on the restraints that held her available for his cruel sport.11

The belt whispered through the air a second time to wrap around her nude torso and end on her taut stomach.12

Again she flinched and groaned. 13

The next several minutes of lashings brought similar results.14

"Well, all right!" He said with conviction, as he paused before continuing to strike her nude and available form, "Now that you are warmed up...we can get down to business!"15

She gasped in fear and reiterated shakily, "You said you'd be lenient!"16

"Oh, I am 'being lenient', babe!" Thomas spoke with an utter confidence ringing in his voice.17

She saw him walk past her and drop the belt on the coffee table beside the banker's box. He reached in and pulled out a pair of clamps attached to each other with a short silver chain.18

He also reached in again to pull out a phallus shaped vibrator, a bottle of lubricant and a washcloth. Returning to stand in front of her, he placed the lubricant and the wash cloth on the chair.19

He faced her then and raised the clamps by their chain on one finger. She looked horrified at them. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see where they were going.20

He smiled and proceeded to attach them to her nipples. First her left nipple stung with pressure and then it was her right one which ached.21

At first, she gasped and tried to pull away from the pain. Realising her mistake, she breathed deeply and welcomed it instead. Barbara made it a point to stand tall and proud, because of the pain in her nipples; instead of in spite of it.22

The pain was very much like a wave and when it had finished washing over her, she felt stronger than before. 23

She returned to the present to find her lover staring into her face. He seemed very impressed. When he smiled, she smiled back.24

That smile quickly turned to shock when he deliberately reached down to drive a hard forefinger into her sopping wet pussy.25

Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped as she convulsed in an unanticipated orgasm. Pulling on the restraints, she felt the pleasure engulf her. The pain in her nipples seemed to only to enhance the experience.26

"Oh, that'll cost you!" Thomas said airily, "No orgasms without permission!"27

But she knew that he had deliberately made her cum. 28

It did not dawn on her what he was really doing.29

"Maybe this is what he had meant by 'being lenient'." She thought hopefully to herself.30

Saying nothing, he stepped back, picked up the bottle of lubricant and washcloth. Turning to face the T.V., he sat down in the easy chair and draped the washcloth over the arm of the chair.31

She watched, fascinated, as he lubricated the vibrator up before rudely (but carefully) inserting it into her vagina. She flinched at the cool, wet contact. 32

Thomas smiled to himself and his apparent about face. Barbara still did not suspect a thing. But then again why should she? He hadn't said when she would be denied her orgasms. 33

For the next several minutes, Thomas steadily built up Barbara's feelings of pleasure. The vibrator worked its mechanical magic and Thomas seemed not to notice. 34

He sat and watched T.V. while apparently unaware that he was having a powerful effect on her. He slowly tormented her pussy with the phallus shaped vibrator. In and out and all around her clit before it went in again yet his face seemed to show nothing. 35

Barbara was only too happy to let this happen. She assumed that he had simply changed his mind. The slow powerful sexual stimulation felt so good! 36

Finally, she could take no more. With an erotic moan and a powerful spasm, she convulsed in orgasm. Pulling on her restraints, she let her head hang as she shamelessly humped the vibrator in her lover's hand.37

Thomas turned his head to stare at her with frank admiration.38

"That was so hot, Babe!" He said with a lust filled voice, "Let's do it again!"39

And he did. Over the next several minutes he made her cum many times on the vibrator he held in his hands.40

She'd pull and jerk and groan and cry. She had a good time and so did he. Shamelessly, she let herself get completely carried away by the sexuality of the experience.41

Finally, as her next climax began to build, Thomas smiled to himself. Now that she was very excited, he had something to withhold. This was something that had an intensified value. 42

Pulling hard on the restraints, Barbara tensed her stomach and shamelessly humped his hand and the vibrator it held. With utter abandon, she groaned and with eyes shut tight, let her head whip forward and back as her climax neared.43

Thomas had given up any pretext of watching T.V. Instead, his hawk like stare took in every nuance of his lover's passion.44

Just when it seemed that she'd cum, he gently withdrew the vibrator from her pussy. In fact, he stopped having any contact with her. He waited for her reaction and it wasn't long in coming.45

At first, though, Barbara wasn't quite aware of what had happened. She moaned in frustration and arched her swollen labia toward her lover. Seeking a continuation of the pleasure he had been giving her.46

When it wasn't forthcoming, she opened her eyes in confusion and surprise.47

Thomas was staring up at her. There was a look of anticipation on his face. Suddenly it dawned on her what he had been doing!48

"That wasn't nice!" She said accusingly, her eyes narrowing in anger, "You deliberately ramped up my feelings!"49

Thomas smiled brightly before he answered, "Yes! I did. I never said 'when' I'd start withholding your orgasms."50

"That isn't fair, Thomas!" She said, her true feelings of frustration coming through.51

Thomas smiled even more brightly and chuckled, "No, it isn't, is it?"52

"Well, sometimes life isn't fair!" He laughed then and taking a deep full breath continued to explain, "To deny someone their orgasm when they are not feeling very sexual is not much of a punishment. It's rather like denying food to a person who is full; they aren't likely to care much."53

Barbara's eyes got wide and she felt even angrier when she realised just how he had set her up.54

"So you deliberately let me cum several times, just so you could deny me later." She finished his explanation.55

"See, that is what I like about you; you're a quick study." Thomas responded evenly, "And I intend to make this a long, long night!"56

So saying, he suddenly stood up and let the buzzing vibrator rub against her still swollen clit.57

She gasped and tried to press up against it in spite of herself. Looking away, she felt ashamed at her earlier actions.58

Thomas would have none of it. He grasped the back of her head by her hair and forced her to look into his face.59

"Hey, if you don't like this game, if it isn't okay to play this one, then say so now. Use your 'safe words' and I'll be happy to let you do the buck and struggle on my hand for the rest of the night." He said all this not unkindly.60

"I have absolutely no intention of forcing myself on you, Babe." Thomas looked deeply into her tear filled eyes before continuing, "You either go along cheerfully or not at all."61

The realisation of his approach hit her like a cup of cold water thrown in her face. 62

"I...I'm sorry." She managed to say contritely, "It's just that it felt so good and I felt so vulnerable. It was just too intense. I let myself get carried away with it."63

"So, do you want to continue or not?" Thomas asked patiently.64

Barbara nodded mutely and looked down, as much as possible given the firm hold he had on her hair.65

"Uh, uh!" He said warningly, "How do we answer someone whom we trust freely?"66

She looked up and saw his friendly face staring into hers. She smiled then. Taking a deep breath, she let her anger and resentment dissolve before responding.67

"Yes, please, I'd very much like you to continue tormenting me and denying me when you see fit." She said as contritely as she was able.68

Thomas smiled back and let the vibrator rub against her clit once more. He was rewarded by her immediate arousal response.69

"Maybe, we'll just skip this game right now." He said evenly as he inserted the buzzing device into her still wet pussy.70

A couple of minutes brought her right to the brink and he spoke again, "And then again...perhaps not."71

So saying he abruptly pulled the vibrator from her body.72

All the time he did this he held her hair tightly and stared deeply into her eyes. Never had she felt so open to anyone. Never had she felt so cherished or cared for. 73

Never had she felt so controlled. It was an odd combination of emotions and she had a hard time dealing with them. On the one hand, he wanted her and on the other he wanted her to feel what he wanted not necessarily what she wanted. Always that struggle for power between them.74

It was as if he was reading her mind when he spoke then, "First Anchovy Rule, babe; All women need to be controlled!"75

Even though he still held her head tightly, still stared deeply into her eyes, she chuffed in outrage at such a sexist remark!76

"Where do you come up with such drivel?" She asked in a mocking tone.77

She thought that was very brave of her considering her current predicament. Nude, bound, spread-eagled and at the mercy of a man who clearly intended to show her no mercy.78

Thomas thought so too. He said as much before letting her go and, carefully wiping off the phallus shaped vibrator, he returned it to the banker's box. There he pulled an electric wand out of the box along with an extension cord already attached to it. He walked over to the wall and plugged it in before resuming his seat in the easy chair.79

"As I said, babe, that was a brave thing to say; dumb under the circumstances, but brave." Thomas spoke calmly but firmly while he pressed the wand against her exposed clit and turned it on.80

She gasped at the intensity of the wand's power as it buzzed away against her clit. She grunted and tried desperately to turn away from its insistent hum.81

There was, however, no escape and she merely put on a good show for her lover.82

It was just too intense for her to cum immediately. She tensed her body and pulled helplessly this way and that against the cruel power of the wand. 83

Finally, she could sense that she was about to convulse. It was just too powerful to be called an orgasm. She shook, then moaned and he pulled the wand away from her naked pussy.84

She gasped with relief only to feel him place the buzzing head of the wand back against her sensitive pussy. Within a few seconds she was once again gasping and struggling. Her face was a mask of fear and pain warring with lust and passion.85

Again, just as she'd reach the brink, he'd pull the wand back and allow her a few seconds of relief. On and on this went, for what seemed to her like an eternity.86

After a very long time, she could feel her endurance beginning to fade. It was just too much and it was going on too long. 87

Thomas could see she was starting to lose her ability to continue, as well. So the next time she approached her climax, he simply held the wand against her helpless pussy.88

She suddenly realised that she was going to cum and that there was nothing she could do about it.89

She gasped, "I'm going to cum!"90

Thomas smiled at her shock and said simply, "Cum!"91

She did. It was as powerful as any she had ever experienced. The orgasm seemed to go on and on. She pulled on her restraints. She ground against the head of the wand. Barbara cried out at the intensity of it.92

Thomas watched her with renewed interest. Then, without withdrawing the head away from her sopping swollen pussy, he reached over and turned the wand setting from 'low' to 'high'.93

She gasped and shrieked. Pulling desperately to get away, she was unsuccessful in her attempt.94

"Oh, is this too much?" He asked with mock concern.95

"Oh yes! Please turn it down! Please! Please! Please!" She shrieked, her body taut with discomfort.96

Mercifully, Thomas withdrew the wand head from contact with her body.97

Turning it off, he set the wand down and lifted his hand and thrust his forefinger deep into her pussy again.98

She yelled lustily and climaxed hard on his hand.99

He smiled and withdrew the finger before standing up. Stepping in close, he cupped her face with his hands and kissed her deeply on the lips, moaning softly.100

After cupping her quivering mound briefly, he laughed softly and untied her, leaving her in a mess as he exited the room.