Red Room VIP Experience

As the door clicked shut, the muted sounds of the outside world fell away, replaced by the soft, rhythmic hum of an air conditioner somewhere above. The red velvet of the chair pressed cool against my skin through my clothing, a stark contrast to the heat of my flushed cheeks. The blindfold tied securely over my eyes plunged me into darkness, amplifying every sound and touch. "Please, stand up" a deep, velvety voice instructed from somewhere in front of me. The man's voice was unfamiliar yet oddly comforting, laced with a calm authority that prompted me to obey without hesitation.

I felt his presence as I stood, the air shifting as he moved closer. His hands were gentle yet firm as they guided me to what I assumed was the centre of the room. "You will find a selection of garments on the chair to your left," he continued, his breath faintly brushing against my ear as he spoke. "Please, change into the lace lingerie. You will find it suitable for what I have planned for you. To your right is a wall with various, floggers, paddles, nipple clamps, leg spreaders, dildos and toys."

gasped at the list of equipment my face flushing.

He paused, and I could imagine him watching me, assessing my reaction. "You will not see anything that happens; the blindfold will remain. But you will feel, perhaps more acutely than you ever have before." With his guidance, my fingers brushed against the silky fabric draped over the chair. The lace was intricate, luxurious under my touch as I picked it up, fabric cool and light. The act of changing, usually mundane, felt charged with an electric thrill, every rustle of fabric echoing in the quiet room.

I took my time changing into the silk thigh high stockings, corset that cinched in my waist so tightly, boy leg lace panties and a balconette bra that my large breasts spilled from. I sat in the red velvet chair and waited, shivering with excitement the 5 mins it took for him to return felt like an eternity in for him to stride into the room, I heard what sounded like a zipper which could be on his pants. I heard heavy footsteps as he crossed the room, my senses heightened by the blindfold. I ran my

tongue across my lips as my imagination took hold. I felt a hand on each wrist and the cold metal of a cuff securing each to one another with a click of the handcuff clasp.

His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of nervous anticipation and excitement building within me. "We will begin with touch," he explained, his voice closer now" I will use various objects to stimulate your senses. You are to focus on what you feel, let your mind interpret the sensations without sight to guide it." I nodded, my breath catching slightly as I felt the first touch—a feather, light and teasing, traced a slow path down my arm. It was unexpectedly intense, each soft stroke sending tingles through my body. The feather moved with painstaking slowness, tracing over my shoulders and down the sides of my neck, each touch lingering just long enough to leave me wanting more.

“Open your mouth”, he said and without letting me even process what he had asked me to do, he took his hand and yanked my mouth open, pushing his cock inside of my mouth and letting me suck on it. I liked how it felt, my pussy throbbed with excitement. The satisfying stretch as the fat head of his cock slid slick across my tongue. The taste of sweet skin and fresh salt. The smell of his soap, clean and bright and the slight, heady musk of him underneath. Stronger as he eased his way inside my throat until my nose was nestled against the soft little tuft of hair at the base of his big throbbing cock. My body

betrayed me as my back arched, my nipples erect, fully turned on in a matter of minutes.

He reached over my body, stroking the curve of my back before roughly pulling my lace panties to one side, exposing my ass, he rubbed it for a few seconds, and I felt a sharp sting on my ass cheek, he was spanking me, again and again as I deepthroated his cock and I felt my wetness soaking my panties. He forcefully pulled my head from his cock and twisted my body round so that my ass was now facing him, he continued spanking me and I cried out, my nails gripping onto the velvet chair as he reddened my ass cheeks.

His spanking turning to soft strokes, his fingers gliding over my lace panties, down my covered ass and pussy, again and again before I felt some pressure there as he pushed against my two holes with each stroke. I shuddered with pleasure. Suddenly he grabbed my throat from behind, twisting me up towards his face. As he grabbed me his other hand sunk into my panties, two of his fingers rubbed against my clit and slipped inside of me. He began fingering me roughly, I cried out with pleasure and joyous sensation. He stood behind me, his grip on my throat tight, his fingers deep inside of me. “Beg for my cock”, he said as he fingered my pussy, my orgasm so close it hurt. “Please please, I want your cock, please!”, I

said through gritted teeth. “Good”, he said, letting go of my throat and getting behind me. He pulled his fingers from my pussy abruptly and I felt his hard, bulging cock against my opening, it slid over my entrance, and I cried out, begging him again and again. I wanted him too badly. His cock went from my pussy and against my ass. I went to protest but his cock began pressing against my ass and before I knew it, it had slid inside of me, filling me up and he was fucking my ass brutally, holding my throat once more as he fucked me mercilessly. I cried out with glee; sex had never felt so good. As he fucked my ass with his bulging cock, one of his fingers pressed inside of my pussy, my orgasm was so close. I felt so good, my skin was crawling with desire. “Beg for my come”, he said as he spanked my ass, making it sting. “Please, please, come, I want it so much”, I said breathlessly, craving his come and craving my own orgasm that I knew was going to be incredible.

He continued spanking me before letting out a guttural moan, loud and intense as I felt his cock pulsating inside of my ass, depositing his load deep inside of me. I gasped for air as he pulled himself from me and I pushed his come from my asshole as he watched. I turned around and I heard a vibrator, I spread my legs with anticipation, and held it against my

swollen clitoris. I moaned and wriggled beneath its touch, he reached for my breasts and pulled on my rock-hard nipples, groping me harshly. I was so excited to come, my body trembling and suddenly it was there, I was about to be at the peak of my orgasm, gasping and crying out when he pulled the vibrator from my clit. “Get back onto all fours and spread your legs”, he said, spanking me and reaching for some restraints. I closed my eyes and felt my wetness dripping down my thighs, I had never been so aroused, and I never wanted this VIP experience to end…