Adventures with Jasmin the Masochist Part 3

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Adventures with Jasmin the Masochist Part 3Why Jasmin Stood Me UpJasmin texted me one time just before a Monday early afternoon get-together that she couldn’t make it. I was pissed. I had already paid for the hotel room, gotten psyched up. Jasmin apologized, said that she had partied hard over the weekend. She was too high to remember exactly what she did – but it was with two guys, it involved lots of sex and pleasurable pain. She had several whip marks on her butt and back and a few burns on her tits. She wasn’t in the condition to play again – in fact, she could barely get out of bed.Later, I pieced together a somewhat fuller explanation of that weekend, and let my imagination embellish the rest. Here’s what I think happened.On Friday night Jasmin was at a rather boring party for a girlfriend. Not much was going on. Loud electronic music was playing, some dancing, a bunch of drinking. No d**gs, not much of a vibe. Jasmin was dressed in very short shorts, her trademark, and a low-cut leather top. The leather straps of her sandals went much of the way up those beautiful legs. And for added effect, she was wearing a leather choke collar around her neck.A hunky six-foot blonde guy was chatting her up. Tom was hot. He clearly worked out a lot, his muscles rippled through his tight T-shirt. He said how much he liked her look, particularly her collar. He hinted at past involvement in kink – Jasmin said that she was very interested in kink, too. He kept on putting his hands on her, in innocuous ways – touching her shoulder-length hair, stroking her arm, tracing the tattoo on her neck. Jasmin could feel herself getting wet. The party was finally starting to get interesting.Things got more interesting when Tom’s equally good-looking friend Pete showed up. Pete, it turned out, was Tom’s roommate. “Why don’t we go back to our place and continue this as a more private party? We’ve got coke and blow.” Jasmin was bored with the party. It was the weekend, after all – time to let loose. She went to tell a girlfriend that she was leaving. The girlfriend cautioned her – she knew Tom and Pete and they played rough.That made them even more appealing to Jasmin. “I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.” Tom and Pete’s apartment was much nicer than the one she had just left. Modern, clean. The two bedrooms were small but there was a large open area that served as a living room and dining room.They made small talk sitting on the couch. Pete brought out the coke and they each snorted a few lines – with Jasmin doing twice what the guys did.After a brief lull in the conversation, Tom reached for her and began a gentle kiss. Jasmin returned his kiss with greater fervor. And she started to rub up against his big muscles. She was really getting turned on.Pete, sitting on her other side, turned her around so that he could kiss her too. His kiss was more aggressive. He even chewed a bit on her lower lip. Tom, meanwhile, had slid his hands into her blouse. He began to play with her pink nipples, admired her piercing. Then he began to pinch them.He started off easy. But Jasmin tore herself away from Pete’s deep kisses and said, “You can do it harder.” That was all the encouragement that Tom needed. He began to really press her nipples, squeezing them hard with his strong fingers. And then harder. He went on for a full minute until Jasmin finally gasped and moved his hands away.Jasmin began to pant. This was turning out even better than she had hoped. Now that she was so high, the pain did not really hurt at all, it just felt sexy.“We play hard, little girl. Are you up for it?” Jasmin responded that she could take all they had to give, and more.“Take everything off, bitch, even the slave collar.” Jasmin hurried to comply. “You’re a cheap little slut, aren’t you?” Jasmin just nodded in agreement. Tom’s hand shot out and slapped her across the face. “Answer me when I talk to you, bitch!” Jasmin offered her face up for a blow from the other side. “Yes, sir, I’m sorry, sir.” Tom proceeded to slap her face another 4 or 5 times, strong blows that rocked her from side to side.In the meantime Pete had stripped and wanted to get in on the action. He brought his big hands down on her butt. Hard. He alternated between the cheeks – 5 blows, then 10.Jasmin was already feeling it, and they had barely begun. She moved to get away from Pete’s beating. “Not so confident that you can take it now, are you, you slut?” Jasmin answered, “Yes sir, I’ll do what you say.” “Good,” was Pete’s answer. “Let’s see how well you suck cock.”Jasmin got down on her knees and began to lick all around Pete’s cock. She bathed his balls in saliva and did that swirling motion with her tongue on the cock head that always drove guys wild. Pete was no exception.“My turn,” Tom insisted. Jasmin turned to him on her knees. Same treatment, same reaction – moaning, compliments. She could feel Tom getting even bigger in her mouth and struggled to take all of his massive cock in. “C’mon, bitch, take it all down.” Jasmin prided herself on her cock-sucking abilities. She had had lots of practice, after all. Tom grabbed the back of her head and forced her down on his cock. Gagging, she took him down her throat. He let her back up after a few seconds, then did it again.Everyone was too coked up to engage in much foreplay. They could save that for a later round, after they had let off some steam.“Let’s spit-roast this chick,“ Pete suggested. “I’ll take her head, you can fuck her from behind.” Tom didn’t take much convincing and neither did Jasmin. Pete’s cock, while still large, was a little smaller than Tom’s. She could take it all the way down without gagging.Neither guy had yet to touch Jasmin’s pussy. But she was so hot and wet it wasn’t a problem for Tom, once he domed up, to penetrate her. The going was a little slow because she was so tight and he was so large. But it did fit.“Shit, that feels great” she said. “Get back to work on my cock, bitch” said Pete, forcing her head back down.They sawed away at her from both ends for a few minutes. “Fuck, I can’t hold off any longer” cried Tom. He let out a gusher of cum that filled the condom and warmed her pussy. Pete quickly followed. He let a torrent out into her mouth. Jasmin pulled back a bit, kept the cum in her mouth – except for a small bit of that big load that spilled out and ran down the side of her mouth. She displayed her mouth full of cum to both guys, and then swallowed it all.Both guys wanted to take a break before round 2. But Jasmin hadn’t cum.  It was all a little too fast for her. And there hadn’t been much pain aside from a few face slaps and that short spanking. “A girl’s got needs, too.” She urged them back into action. “Do you guys have any toys?”“Do we!” Tom went to the closet, pulled out a big box. It was full of S&M gear. Two paddles, both made of leather. One was short, like a ping-pong paddle. The other had a longer neck, it would pack a bigger punch. There were also handcuffs, two blindfolds, several pieces of rope of varying lengths.And whips – lots of whips. There was a short handled one with multiple short leather strands, meant to imitate a cat-of-nine tails whip. A similar one with a longer handle and much longer strands. Then there was a plastic one that didn’t look that intimidating but turned out to be the nastiest of the bunch.  Jasmin stroked the toys lovingly. “Tied or loose?” asked Pete. “Loose, if that’s OK with you, sirs,” Jasmin answered. “I like to demonstrate that I’m doing this willingly.”“OK, slut, are you ready?”“And how – let’s see what you guys got!”“Well, bitch, you asked for it. Here goes.”Pete picked up the short whip while Tom grabbed the long paddle. No gentle start from these guys. They used their powerful arms to take full swings. Tom started off beating her ass while Pete came around the front. He swung for her breasts. The whip landed with a satisfying crack.Jasmin was being moved forward and back by each strike from Tom or Pete. She was having a great time. Her coked-up brain turned all this pain into sexual foreplay. Soon she was moaning and panting. She spread her legs, offering up her pussy to the whip. Pete struck her there. The whip made a different sound when it hit her pussy, it must have been all those fine pussy juices leaking out.“Again – and harder!” Jasmin insisted. Pete complied. Tom, in the meantime, had put down the paddle after Jasmin’s butt had turned a darker shade. He picked up the bigger leather whip. He alternated blows between her butt and her back. All the while Pete continued to whip Jasmin’s pussy with the shorter whip.The beating went on for over 5 minutes. Anyone with a lower pain threshold would have collapsed long ago, but Jasmin held herself upright. She continued to spread her legs to make her pussy available to Pete.“I’m going to cum! C’mon, keep at it!” Jasmin’s voice was urgent. Pete and Tom both renewed their efforts. After a few more minutes of this two-sided beating, Jasmin collapsed to the floor. She reached down with her hands to her reddened pussy and began to manipulate her clit. Then she let out a loud scream and came, twitching like an epileptic, shuddering and moaning. It was a good thing that Tom and Pete’s neighbours were used to the sound of girls’ screams.Watching the little pain slut cum for almost a minute, lying on the floor, writhing and breathing hard, was a great turn-on for Tom and Pete. “OK, bitch, you had your fun. It’s our turn now.”Jasmin was winded. “So, what do you guys want to do next?”“How about you demonstrate those blow-job skills again? And this time you can kiss us all over, service us with your tongue.”Jasmin went to town on her two studs. She gave each of them long, excited kisses in turn, rubbing her naked body against their muscular frames. She was much shorter than each of the guys. Leaning on her tip-toes, she began to kiss as high as she could reach on Pete – around his neck and shoulders. Then she began to kiss her way down his body.Jasmin purposely avoided Pete’s now very erect cock. She licked and sucked all around it, watching Pete squirm. He began to thrust his cock back and forth in mock-fucking motions. She motioned for Pete to turn around and bend over. And she planted her mouth over his asshole, darting her tongue in. At first teasingly, then more seriously. At the same time she reached around with her hand and began moving it up and down his ever-harder prick.This went on for a few minutes. Tom was lying on the bed next to Pete esenyurt escort and Jasmin. “Hey, what about me?” Pete answered, “This rim job is something else. This chick really knows how to eat ass.”Jasmin turned her attentions to Tom. She crawled up his body to his neck, which she proceeed to drown with saliva. Then – with a pause to admire his six-pack -it was similarly wet kisses down his torso. Then she continued down to his cock. To her surprise it wasn’t that hard. Jasmin couldn’t resist teasing him. “What’s the matter, you don’t like me anymore?” “I like you fine, bitch!” came the answer. “I like to fuck you.”” He punctuated his remarks with a heavy slap to her face. “I like to hit you.” Another slap, this time to her other cheek. “I like to choke you.” He did so. Tom reached out and grabbed her by her tits, squeezing them hard. “And I like to squeeze your tits. How do you like that, bitch?”Never one to back down from a challenge, Jasmin answered, “I like it just fine.” She always enjoyed rough play. “And, judging by your cock, you like it too.” Doling out some pain to Jasmin had made Tom harder. He rolled over. “C’mon, you little ass-eating slut. Do me!”Jasmin went to work on his ass. She started off teasing him by giving him little pecks on his well-toned butt. She breathed down the crack. Then she began to give him really wet, sloppy kisses on the back of his thighs, his lower back, his cheeks – everywhere except on his ass-crack.”“Stop teasing, bitch, and stick your tongue down my crack. Or do you want me to smack you around some more?”Jasmin had to ponder that question for a while. She liked to be smacked around. But she wanted to keep things moving along. So, without saying anything, she stuck her long tongue as deep into Tom’s ass as she could reach. She licked it up and down, and then speared him again with her very skilled tongue. She kept it up for several minutes, as Tom made contented noises and “Shit, that feels great” exclamations. At the same time she reached under his belly and began stroking his cock again. By now it was quite erect.Tom rolled over and Jasmin gobbled him down. Her hungry mouth could only accommodate half of his massive prick at first. So she began pushing back and forth, licking the cock-head as she pulled back, each time going a little deeper and deeper. Jasmin barely paused to catch her breath. This sex addict was on a mission. She was going to get that massive cock all the way down her throat!Jasmin did succeed in her quest. She was able on one of her thrusts to completely swallow Tom’s cock. Her noise brushed up against his pubic hair.But she couldn’t keep it up. His prick was cutting off her air supply, she couldn’t draw in enough air through her nose. Jasmin came up gagging. He was simply too big for her, even with her considerable blowjob skills.Pete in the meantime had been casually stroking himself. While not as huge as Tom, his prick was still big – and now very hard. Jasmin pulled back from Tom and readied herself to give Pete another blowjob.“Forget that.” Pete didn’t want to fuck Jasmin’s mouth. “Let’s DP her!” he urged.Jasmin protested that she didn’t like butt play. She hadn’t prepared herself for anal sex, hadn’t cleaned herself out. And she found anal too painful. To have those two enormous cocks in her pussy and ass at the same time seemed too hard to accommodate.Her protests didn’t deter Pete and Tom. “It won’t be the first time that I get some shit on my cock. I’ll make you lick it off when I’m done. You ate my ass, why won’t you taste your own?” When she started to protest more loudly, they put in a penis-shaped gag. “That will shut you up and keep you busy.”Jasmin pulled away from the two hunks, but she didn’t get far. Pete grabbed her by the arm. “We’re way stronger than you are, bitch,” he said, pointing out the obvious. “Just relax and try to enjoy it.” Jasmin made some angry unintelligible noises through the gag.“How do you want to do this?” asked Pete. He suggested that Tom lie on the bed and have Jasmin mount him. Realizing the futility of her protests, Jasmin decided to go along. Truth was, she was now a little nervous about these guys. She remembered the warning of her friend that they were too rough. But that nervousness was also a big sexual stimulant. She began to get hot, again, and helped Tom fit his huge prick into her pussy. This time he was a gentleman and allowed her to go at her own pace as she eased herself down slowly.Pete, meanwhile, was lubing himself up with KY. He took a generous gob of the oily stuff, spread it on his index finger, and began to work it into her butt. Jasmin, as I’ve mentioned, was naturally tight. Pete’s passage was slowed as Jasmin’s body reacted to the attempted intrusion. Her pussy was already stretched beyond its usual limits by Tom’s humongous prick.Pete carefully worked in one finger, then a second. It wasn’t easy going. He paused to add some more lube. Tom, meanwhile, was pumping away in Jasmin’s cunt. Having just come 20 minutes earlier, his next shot was going to take a while.Pete got tired of the preparation and decided it was time to screw that beautiful ass. He positioned his prick at the entry and began to push. It was difficult to line up exactly with Tom pumping away. Pete had Tom hold still for a few seconds while he ensured that he was lined up. Then, two or three really hard pushes and he got the head of his prick past Jasmin’s sphincter opening.Jasmin felt like she was taking a massive dump that didn’t want to come out. She hadn’t lied when she said that she didn’t do much anal. Despite the pain it wasn’t her thing. And she was so small that she found it hurt – and not in a good way.But it was not as if she had a lot of choice. She couldn’t even scream with that gag down her throat. So she decided to go along, hoping that her body would turn pain into pleasure as it usually did. She also hoped that the guys wouldn’t hurt her too badly. That uncertainty about how far they would go was actually an added turn-on. The element of danger made the sex hotter. What might these two hunks end up doing to her?Pete was surprisingly gentle as he slowly worked his prick into her ass. Tom helped the process by forcing Jasmin back on each deep thrust, right into Pete’s prick. As Pete had already gained entry, the rest of his cock gradually made its way in to her ass. After a few minutes, he was in all the way.“Fuck, this chick is tight,” Pete said between thrusts, starting to huff and puff. He reached down and grabbed Jasmin’s tits. At first he just held them by the base and squeezed. Then he grabbed the nipples and squeezed harder. The nipple with the small bar was indeed quite sensitive, Jasmin started to make squealing noises through the gag. Her noises didn’t even slow Pete down.Tom decided to make things more interesting. He reached for her neck and started to choke her. Not too hard and not too long, but enough for Jasmin to feel it.Jasmin was getting over-stimulated. A huge prick in her ass and another in her pussy, Hands squeezing her nipples hard. Another pair of hands choking her. She had never felt so full. She wondered if she was bleeding from her ass. “What if they really fucked me up?” she wondered. That thought actually got her excited – this was one twisted masochist. Jasmin put a hand back to her ass – no blood. To her relief, they hadn’t torn her up. The lube had evidently done its job.Both guys were getting hotter. Tom allowed Pete to set the pace. He began to pump furiously, with her sphincter “popping” each time he pulled out. Jasmin felt like a rag doll, getting shoved back and forth between these two hard guys. Faster and faster, until there was hardly a pause between Pete’s and Tom’s strokes. She was surprised that she was again approaching a climax.“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” shouted Tom. He let out a bellow and another load of semen. Less cum on his second time, but still very satisfying for him. His orgasm triggered another climax for Jasmin, her second This time she was stuffed so full that it was harder for her to shake all over.Pete wasn’t far behind the other two. He just grunted, then his whole body shook. He stayed in Jasmin’s ass, twitching and shaking for a long time.Tom had slipped out of Jasmin’s pussy, and then undid the gag. “How did you like that, bitch?” Jasmin answered, “You guys really hurt me. You’re too big for a DP.” “Bullshit. You didn’t even bleed,” Pete answered. Tom added, “You seem to know what you’re doing. It wasn’t the first time that you’ve been fucked in both holes, is it?” Jasmin admitted that she had done it in the past. “We told you that we play rough.” Jasmin nodded, “You sure do.”“Let’s rest up a bit and then play some more. Do you want to do more coke?” Of course she did, Jasmin never turned down free d**gs. She and the guys each snorted a few lines. There wasn’t much small talk, somehow it didn’t feel right after this wild sex. Pete reached for his iPhone and increased the volume on the Nirvana compilation that had been playing in the background.20 minutes passed in relative quiet, with everyone getting into the music.“So, slut, you ready for another round?” Jasmin had to think it over a bit. Her butt was really red from the earlier spanking and still hurt from Pete’s reaming. Her breasts had been squeezed so hard she felt the guys were looking for milk. And her pussy was sore, both from the earlier whipping and from accommodating Tom’s massive cock.Jasmin had a very high sex drive. And the coke flowing through her gave her added energy. She looked at Tom and Pete’s limp cocks. “Sure, why not? But it doesn’t look like you guys are up for it.”“Don’t worry about us. We’ll be ready” said Pete. Tom added, “Especially if we play some more games first.”Jasmin asked, “What do you have in mind?” Pete, with a grin, pointed to the plastic whip. “Think you can take this?” That was a challenge that Jasmin wasn’t about to pass up.Tom lit a joint and told Pete to go ahead and get started, he’d join in a little while. Jasmin somewhat nervously looked at the plastic whip. It looked nastier than what she usually did. But she wasn’t about to turn cautious now. “How do you want me?”Pete replied, “We better tie you down.” He reached for the hand and wrist cuffs. It didn’t take long until he had attached one to each of Jasmin’s wrists and ankles. Then he tied them to the posts at each corner of the bed. Jasmin was thoroughly spread-eagled avrupa yakası escort on her stomach, unable to move at all.Pete started off slow. He wanted Jasmin to get used to this harsher whip. So he swung his arm gently as he started with her ass. Then he moved down to her thighs before continuing on to her back.Jasmin thought to herself, “This isn’t so bad. And it’s kinda fun.” Unfortunately, in her d**gged state, she didn’t realize that she had expressed those thoughts out loud.Pete felt that he was being disrespected. He increased the speed and strength of his blows. The whip would make a loud crack before it snapped into her backside. Her already sore ass was becoming really painful. Jasmin thought that a few of the blows had broken skin. She could feel a trickle of blood slide down her ass onto her leg.That trickle didn’t slow Pete down. He did change his direction to hit her on her less-marked-up back and thighs. Soon the trickles of blood spread wider. There were 5 or 6 separate thin cuts in her skin.“Still finding this fun?” There was an edge to Pete’s voice now. He ran his hands over the welts on her backside, gathering up some blood on his finger. “Here, clean this off for me.”Jasmin found all of this activity incredibly stimulating. She readily sucked on his fingers, cleaning them.That was Pete’s signal to flip her over. Tom pitched in to help. It took the guys less than a minute to loosen the handcuffs at her wrists and ankles and then re-attach them as she lay on her back. They were skillful at this – it wasn’t their first rodeo.Jasmin, now truly scared, asked them to go easier on her more sensitive front. “Don’t worry, bitch, you’ll love it.”Pete put down the brutal plastic whip. It was his turn to light up a joint and let Tom take over.Tom picked up the long-handled leather whip and began to flick it slowly at her breasts and stomach. In her heightened state of arousal, that didn’t do it for Jasmin. “That almost tickles. I can hardly feel it,” she complained. Tom started to hit her somewhat harder – and then harder, again. By now she could definitely feel it. But Tom, somewhat surprisingly, was still holding back. These guys may play rough but they weren’t stupid, they didn’t want to get into trouble with the cops by going too far.By now Pete’s joint had been smoked most of the way down. He signaled to Tom to hold up on the whipping and approached Jasmin with the joint. “You up for a little burning action?” Her eyes followed his hand holding the joint as it approached her left breast. Jasmin thought it over. She had long fantasized about burns but had never tried it. This seemed like just the right situation. “OK, but not too hard.” Then she added, “Don’t grind it out, I don’t want scars. And not on the nipple, please.”Pete grinned as he grabbed her breast and gently slid the joint alongside her flesh, barely brushing her skin. He took another toke. The end of the joint glowed red. “Go ahead – do it!” she urged. Pete took the joint and held it against the upper part of her breast for a few seconds.” Jasmin gave out a loud scream. “Fuck – that hurts!”Pete pulled back in alarm – had he gone too far? “Again!” Jasmin urged. Evidently not. He took another toke to heat up the roach. This time he held it against her other breast, just below the pierced nipple. He didn’t grind it, just held it there for 5 seconds, when it went out on its own. The roach left a small black mark on her skin. The smell of burning flesh was evident.Tom signaled to Pete that it was enough. Besides, he wanted to get back into the action. He decided to leave Jasmin’s burned tits and beaten stomach alone. Instead he started – gently – to stroke her hungry pussy with the leather whip.Tom started Jasmin off slow, waiting to see the familiar signs. Sure enough, Jasmin soon started to breathe heavily. She began swaying her legs. It wasn’t long until she began to thrust her pussy towards the whip. Tom took the hint and began to hit her with greater force.Pete was your run-of-the-mill sadist. He didn’t often get to burn his chicks, and had been tremendously turned on by Jasmin’s response. Watching Tom beat Jasmin’s pussy made him even harder. So he released her wrists from the two bed-posts and fed her his prick.Jasmin gobbled him down. She deep-throated him from the get-go and began to pump her head up and down on his cock, going faster and faster. All along Tom continued to beat her pussy. The lips were getting redder but this whip wasn’t as devastating as the plastic version, it didn’t break the skin.Tom wasn’t up for another shot. So he backed off and watched Jasmin doing her thing on Pete’s cock. She used one of her hands to reach down to her well-beaten pussy and play with her clit. Tom slapped her hand away. “I’ll do that for you, bitch!” He used two hands. With the first he put two, then a third finger of his massive hand, again stretching her pussy. Jasmin worried that he might attempt to fist her. Despite her love of edge play she understood, even in her coked-up state, that she wouldn’t be able to accommodate his massive hands.Tom didn’t need a warning. He was quite content to finger-fuck her pussy with the three fingers, while his other hand played with her erect clit. As he felt Jasmin getting closer to yet another climax, he grabbed hold of her clit and sgueezed it with his powerful fingers.Jasmin was getting a little punch-drunk from lack of oxygen as she continued her very energetic blowjob on Pete. Not one to sit there passively, Pete ran his hands along some of the welts on her back and ass, squeezing them, letting out a very thin trickle of blood.The combination of stimulation to her clit and pussy with the pain was all it took to bring Jasmin over the edge one more time. As she launched into her third climax she dropped her attention to Pete’s prick. But he was so turned on that he commenced a very energetic face fuck until he approached his third shot. With a grunt he let out what by now was a pretty thin stream of semen.By this time the trio had been playing together for almost 2 hours. The effects of the coke had worn off. Pete and Tom were mellow after multiple orgasms and the joint that each had smoked. Jasmin hadn’t smoked a joint and had done just as much coke as they had even though she weighed less than half as much. But even the coke couldn’t keep up her energy after her very strenuous sex marathon and the effects of coming so many times.Jasmin soon fell into a deep sleep on Pete’s large bed. Pete climbed in next to her and quickly drifted off as well. Tom headed off to his room in the apartment to sleep alone.They woke up in the late morning. No-one was in the mood to play more – they were all fucked-out after the excesses of the previous night. The guys prepared Jasmin a hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast. She was very hungry after her strenuous night. They made small talk, and agreed to get together again in a few weeks.Halfway through that breakfast Jasmin suddenly remembered that she was supposed to be meeting with me. She sent me a quick apologetic text without going into too many details, but promising to make it up to me in the future. I was pissed. I had already paid for the hotel room and could not get a refund. More importantly, I was also wound up, ready for painful sex with my little painslut. This was a big disappointment.But I kept my anger in check. Where else could I find such a wild chick so great at sex and so into rough stuff? Sure, she was a little flaky and unreliable, but that was the price of playing with a hot young woman. Jasmin wasn’t just play-acting at being a sub, she was the real thing. Besides, she was great looking with a dynamite body and a huge sexual appetite.So I overcame my anger and disappointment, texted back that I understood. I added that the next time we got together I’d make her pay for standing me up.Jasmin just sent me a smiley-face in reply. What a woman.The Price for Standing Me UpTwo weeks later we got together again. This time it was at an AirBnb in an inner suburb. Jasmin was late again, I went to pick her up from the subway station. She started off by apologizing for standing me up last time and promised that it wouldn’t happen again. “And you kept me waiting for 15 minutes now!” I was genuinely pissed off. “You’re going to pay for that.”We got to the AirBnb room. It turned out to just be a room in someone’s house, without a great deal of privacy. Jasmine wanted to shower first. She was a personal hygiene fanatic. I prepared my toys while waiting for her. Today I was determined to push her limits and see if I could discover her boundaries. My being pissed off at her was added incentive to go hard.Jasmin came back to the room carrying her clothes, wrapped in a towel. I waited for her to put her clothes down. “Drop the towel, slut!” It fell to the floor. I reached across and gave her a hard slap to the face. “That’s for standing me up!” Jasmin didn’t say anything. Another slap, to the other cheek. “And that’s for making me wait.” Jasmin was still silent, although I did start to hear her breathe a little faster. “And that’s just because I feel like it!”This time Jasmin came up to me and pressed her body to mine. She ran her hands over my naked back and prepared to go down on her knees to suck me off. “Not yet, slut. First you have to be punished some more.”Jasmin looked at the toys arrayed on the bed and smiled. I started with the handcuffs, cuffing her hands behind her back. Then the blindfold. She stood still, allowing me to arrange her the way I wanted.This was too easy, Jasmin was too compliant. I wanted to keep her off-balance. The lessons of her failed relationship with her trucker boyfriend Hank had not been lost on me. His lack of imagination eventually caused Jasmin to lose interest. Jasmin needed new and different stimuli. And my decades of reading and watching S&M porn had fueled my very active imagination.With her hands behind her back and her blindfold cutting off her sight Jasmin couldn’t see what was coming. Without warning I punched her hard in her stomach. She let out a “woooosh” but managed to maintain her balance. So I hit her there again. This time she was wobbling. I immediately followed up with a hard punch to her pussy. Jasmin collapsed to the floor.“I’m really going to go hard on you today, bitch. Is that alright with you?” Jasmin caught her breath. anadolu yakası escort From her position on the floor she answered. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry I stood you up and kept you waiting. I deserve to be punished.”“We can’t make too much noise in this room, there are other people around. I’m going to have to gag you.” Jasmin obediently opened her mouth and I slipped in the rubber ball gag, tightening the tie firmly. “OK, let’s try this out. Try to talk to me.” Her speech came out garbled and not very loud. “Now try to yell.” That was a little louder, still indistinct, and wouldn’t be heard outside the room.I slipped off the blindfold – I wanted Jasmin to see what was coming. “Well, let’s warm you up with a whipping!” Jasmin awkwardly got to her feet, unable to use her hands handcuffed behind her back. I undid the handcuffs and had her lie on the bed on her stomach.I had expanded my collection of toys. The long paddle seemed like a good place to start. I began to spank her ass gently. This time I was going for length rather than intensity. I knew that Jasmin could turn pain into sexy feelings and wanted to give time for her endorphins to kick in.So  I started off slow, without much power. Back and forth, cheek to cheek. First one cheek, then the other. The paddle gave a very satisfying “thwack” each time it landed.Slowly I increased the intensity. It’s hard for Jasmin’s deeply tanned body to show red, but her butt was beginning to take on a darker hue. I couldn’t hear it clearly from the gag but it seemed to me that Jasmin was sighing. I did notice that she ws breathing heavily.After five minutes or so I decided to further increase the intensity. I reached for the short-handled leather cat-0’-nine-tails. Unlike the whips of harder S&M porn this one wouldn’t do a lot of damage. It made quite a loud noise when you snapped it but the impact wasn’t so severe. I had tried it on myself and found that it hurt quite a bit – but then again, I wasn’t a pain slut like Jasmin.I took my time with the whip, lingering between strokes. It looked like her butt had taken enough punishment, so I started up on her back and thighs. It was interesting to gauge Jasmin’s reactions to the blows to different body parts. Her ass was pretty thoroughly red by this time. She squirmed with discomfort whenever I struck it. Her thighs, on the other hand, were lean and muscled. They could really take hard strokes without Jasmin reacting much. Her back was different – it was quite sensitive. She made strangled noises after several strokes to her back.“OK, now it’s time for your front.” Jasmin was happy for the respite from her backside. Even though her front would be more sensitive, it was still a change. And her tits and pussy offered a more direct connection to the sexual excitement that she sought.I started off on her perfectly flat stomach. I wasn’t holding back, either. I was getting really into the scene. My anger had long been forgotten, now I was just doing this for fun. And Jasmin certainly didn’t seem to mind. Of course she couldn’t articulate her desires with the ball gag firmly in place. But she was not trying to evade the blows. If anything, she seemed to rise up off the bed to meet the whip as it came down to her stomach.Then it was on to her breasts. You’ll recall her warnings that the breast with the nipple piercing was sensitive. I might be a sadist but I’m no fool, I wanted Jasmin to come back willingly for more play. So I went easier on those lovely breasts. The whip did cause them to bounce from side to side in a very satisfying way.Rather than proceeding to beat her pussy as Jasmin expected, I put down the whip. “Ever done hot wax?” I asked. Jasmin nodded her assent. “Want to try it now?” This time she nodded more enthusiastically.Reaching into my backpack I pulled out a red candle and a white one from my backpack, along with a pack of matches. I flipped Jasmin over to lie on her stomach. Her less sensitive thighs were my initial target.Starting off I held the candles pretty high above her thighs, allowing the wax to cool somewhat before it hit her reddened skin. The red and white wax formed interesting abstract patterns across her thighs when I decided to move up to her butt.When I saw that she could take that without complaint, I started to hold the candle closer to her skin. I accidentally dropped one drop of wax on to my hand. Shit, that really stung! And that was only one drop! Yet Jasmin didn’t seem to mind as the red and white wax dripped steadily on to her bubble butt.Time to up the ante some more. I held the two candles just above her ass crack, allowing the wax to fall right on to her ass hole. That evidently was too much, Jasmin made pained noises through the gag and moved to get away. So she did have some limits, after all!With one hand I got Jasmin to turn over and began the same process on her front. First her stomach, then her breasts. Not the nipples, though. The White Stripes, playing on my iPhone, were providing a great accompaniment to my actions. I moved the candles down to her pussy. As usual, Jasmin’s pussy was perfectly shaved, a beautiful peach-shape. I could see her body rising a bit from the bed in fear. “Don’t worry, I won’t do it right in your crack,” I reassured her. “I’m a sadist, not a monster.” I spent the next several enjoyable minutes arranging an inter-lacing pattern of red and white alongside her pussy but avoiding the pussy lips and hole.I blew out the candles and picked up the whip. Took a few gentle swings and then harder ones, on her stomach and breasts. The porn books talk about the sadist beating the wax off the masochist. It didn’t work out that way in my case. Maybe I didn’t have the right type of whip, more likely the books were bullshitting – their intersection with reality was pretty rare.In any case the whip didn’t do the job, Jasmin was still covered in wax front and back. So I sent her back to the shower to scrub herself down and get rid of the wax. Jasmin was always up for another shower.My prick had gotten really hard when I was beating and dripping wax on Jasmin. It drooped a little when she went off to the shower, but she came back quickly. She dropped the towel as soon as she came in to the room, proud of the red marks left by the whip and candle on her front and back. “So what are we going to do now?” It was clear that she was eager for more.I pulled some more toys out of the paper bag. There was an array of thin sewing needles, and a box of thumb tacks.“Have you tried needles?” Jasmin nodded. “Did you like them?”She hesitated. “You have to be really careful with needles. They can really fuck up if they get in your nerve endings.”I promised to be careful.Jasmin added, “Not in the nipples or my clit. They’re off limits.”“But otherwise everything is fair game?”Jasmin gave her assent.“Do you need the gag?”Jasmin said that she was confident that she could keep her reactions under control, without getting too loud.I started off with Jasmin lying on her front. First I reached out for the assorted thumb tacks, and s**ttered them in no particular pattern around her ass. Jasmin barely reacted to them, they didn’t go very deep.OK, time for something more intense. I reached for the sewing needles. They slipped in between the thumb tacks, pinching off bits of skin. I quite happily stuck 10 or 12 suckers in, restricting myself to the better padded areas of her butt. Remember this girl was a fitness fanatic, there wasn’t a lot of fat on that butt.“OK, now roll over.” Jasmin was in no hurry to comply. She knew that it would really hurt, resting her weight on her well-punctured butt. “C’mon, bitch, get going!” That’s all it took. Jasmin turned over, letting out a muffled screech as her punctured ass came in contact with the sheets.“Now let’s decorate your front.”I didn’t bother with the thumb tacks this time, they didn’t seem to register with Jasmin. I pinched a small amount of screen on her breast and slid a needle in. Jasmin gave a slight jump but didn’t make much noise.I proceeded with the other needles. 6 of them nicely decorated each tit, forming a circle around her nipple. A shame to leave those beauties unm*****ed, but a deal’s a deal.Next I proceeded to her beautiful flat stomach. Several needles there pinched the skin. I noticed that two of them had broken the skin and caused a very thin trickle of blood. I rubbed my hands in that trickle, then brought them to her mouth. “Here, taste your blood.” She sucked my fingers hard.Now it was on to her pussy. I slid two fingers in easily. Jasmin was really wet – this slut was getting off on the needles!I paused in the torture to eat her out a bit. Initially I was all gentle, fucking her with my tongue, sucking lightly on her clit. But I quickly remembered that gentle treatment did not get Jasmin off. So I started biting. Little nibbles at first. Then I began to really chew on her pussy lips, hard nips that caused her to gasp. Jasmin’s breathing got louder and her pussy even wetter.With Jasmin approaching another orgasm, I paused in my meal, and reached for more needles. I carefully pulled out her left pussy lip and slipped in a needle, Then a second, and a third. Followed by equal treatment for the right lip. Her clit was twitching as her excitement mounted, but I resisted the temptation to stick a needle in that hyper-sensitive sex organ.Time to stick in something else. I pulled the needles out of her pussy lips but left them in her tits and stomach. I climbed on top of her and quickly forced my engorged prick between her abused pussy lips, into that very wet and welcoming hole.My weight drove Jasmin’s thumb-tack and needle-pierced butt into the bed. And her front had to be feeling the effects of the multiple stickings, too. But that didn’t slow either of us down. Jasmin fucked me back with great urgency. My mouth sought and found hers, and she thrust her tongue in. God, it was exciting fucking a hot girl pierced all over with needles! I started going faster and faster. I tried to hold off cumming. But the sight of this hot chick with needles sticking out of her tits and a thin trail of blood down her stomach made it impossible to hold off for long. With a grunt I reached my climax, pumping her (or rather, the condom) full of semen. Don’t know (and didn’t care, this time) if she came too.It took me a few minutes to recover from my huge cum. Jasmin just lay there under me, squirming with the pain of the needles and thumb tacks. I rolled over, told her that she could remove the needles from her front.  I then took out the tacks and needles from her butt.“So, slut, did you have a good time?”“Yes, sir, that was really hot. I love the way you always think up new ways to abuse me.”“Anytime, bitch.” I left the well-earned envelope on the night table. We made small talk as we cleaned up. Both of us needed a shower by this time.

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