Closing Time14:02 Jan 14 2010
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The following is a fictitious encounter between two people who are struggling through a world that expects them to be anything other than what they really are. For a couple precious hours they find comfort in each other and explore the darkest aspects of their being and learn that sometimes what you need most can sometimes be found in the most unlikely of places.
On the surface it seems a tale of sex and perversion. What they are both about to learn is that lust, sex, pleasure and pain is just a byproduct to the means to an end. It is all a method to bring the mind to an ultimate state of bliss. I hope you enjoy reading of their journey as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Closing Time
I sit in the outdoor bar watching you work. You have spent your entire shift trying to avoid me and pretending to have no interest in me. As you talk with the other waitress and bartender you try to act so innocent. The fact that you work in a biker bar is no cover for the fact that your cutoff shorts are just a little too short. Your t-shirt is just a little too tight over those beautiful breasts. I can clearly see how erect your nipples are. I would know just from this that you are not exactly what you seem. There is more to you, I know, because you have visited my website. We have chatted online and you don’t even know it’s me. I know your secret dark desires. You thought you were safe behind the mask of the cyber realm. You have made confessions to me about desires so dark that no one you know would believe you were capable of such thoughts. If all of that was not enough, I have caught you looking when you thought I was not, staring at my reflection in the glass while you were taking orders with your back turned to me. So you know I am admiring your tight little ass and your amazing legs.
As the night winds down you go through the motions of getting the place ready for close until at last, all that remains to be done is to walk over to me and say, “sorry sir we are about to close you will have to leave.” For the first time that night you allow your eyes to meet mine. I see in your eyes a flash, was it fear or was it lust? I know from what you have told me about yourself that it was a little of both. You have tried so hard to keep these things buried deep inside yourself. I shrug and say, “well, I better be on my way then.” As I get up to leave I can’t help smiling to myself. I can’t help thinking that you have never been more right about anything in your life. It is closing time for the person that you once were. It is about to become an awakening of the person you long to be. The best part is that you have no idea what awaits you.
As I walk to the door the song “Creep” is playing on the jukebox. I slide into my car, thinking how I love this old ride; it's old and it is big as sports cars go. It was not built to be quiet or to blend in and it was never built to be “environmentally friendly”. It was however, built with a purpose. It was built to, above all else, shred asphalt and this it does very well. I turn the key and it rumbles to life. The lights are starting to wink out in the bar now. You are so busy with little last minute matters you don’t even notice that I never really left.
I leave the main parking lot and enter the smaller unlit parking lot that overlooks the main lot. I park in the back corner of this desolate lot. I walk to the trunk and as I open it to get my well worn leather backpack that holds all the things we will need, I feel that familiar feeling wash over me. Not so much a feeling rather a change in consciousness. The quiet and patient voyeur is now gone. In his place is a strong, controlled, man who knows what he needs and how to get it.
I hear the bartender’s Harley roar to life. Soon he and the other waitress have left the lot as they race into the night to savor the few hours left before the sun rises to wipe away the magic that is the night. The air is warm, there is a haze blanketing everything. As you cross the main lot you remove the clip from your hair and shake your head. Your blonde hair looks like the mane of a wild animal now. You are digging in your purse for something and you pull out your one hitter and lighter. As you light up I can almost feel the stress start to drain away even across the void that separates us. As you walk up the gravel incline that leads to the upper lot where you are parked you swing your purse carelessly. When you reach your car you don’t unlock the door to get in, rather you set your bag on top of the car to relight your little pipe. I decide to allow you a few minutes to come down from the stress of your day. I watch quietly all the while wondering what you are thinking. Your body suggests sadness. Is it just the stress of the times or the thought of going home once again, to someone who does not understand you or who can’t even begin to comprehend your nature? Maybe what is worse than the fact that he does not understand you is that he does not even try to understand you. He would never know what to do even if he did get it.
I slip on my leather gloves as I silently cross the distance between us. I see you tense up as my fingers slide up the back of your head to grip your hair. You are absolutely frozen with fear. My other hand is clasped over your mouth. I am surprised that you don’t even try to struggle. You feel my warm slow breathing on your neck as I start to speak in a low menacing voice. I am not here to harm you or rob you. I am here to bring you what you have longed for all your life. If you give to me your mind and soul you will not regret it. I already have your body and there is nothing you can do to change that. Will you give yourself to me? You begin to tremble. “YOU” I say, “are ms.naughty 72. I AM Night Demon666, ring any bells?” I tighten my grip on your hair and lift you in case you are thinking of struggling. Then I can feel you relax as the memories of your online confessions come flooding back to you. I can tell there is no longer a need for the hand over your mouth. The inner suffering is over; that wait is at an end. Your breathing is starting to deepen as my hand comes away from your mouth, I hear you say, “Yes Master, I will obey.”
I make you undress for me all the while still holding your hair. As you lower those little shorts to your ankles I notice that my hunch was right, no panties. You kick off one shoe then the other and with one more small kick your shoes and shorts are cast aside. You stand there attentively awaiting further instructions. You know that you can’t pull off that tight t-shirt while I’m holding your hair. You flinch at the sound of my switchblade opening; the razor sharp edge cuts the fabric of your shirt all the way up your back and through the collar. As you discard the tattered remains of the shirt I cut the straps of your bra. With one final slice, the bra falls away leaving you naked. Now you are truly a sight to behold. Your tanned body looks so lovely in the very dim light of the parking lot. You are straining now. You are torn in so many directions of fear, lust and curiosity. I relax my hold on your hair as I realize you are standing on your tiptoes now. I let loose just enough as not to allow you to turn your head to see me. It’s just enough to allow you some relief.
As I run my leather gloved hand down the front of your body I can feel your stomach muscles quiver and I stop just short of your freshly shaven pussy. A soft moan escapes your lips. At this point, I instruct you to bow your head, look at the ground and hold very still. I slowly release the grip on your hair. I reach into my pack and pull out a pair of handcuffs. You go tense as I fasten them into place. The cold steel feels good against your flesh. Once the realization that you are now defenseless and that this is really happening sets in, you relax a bit. Next I place the blindfold over your eyes. I am taking your senses from you one at a time.
Now that I’ve captured and subdued you it is time to examine my prize. I take a small step back to take in the sight before me. What I see nearly takes my breath away. I have never witnessed so much beauty in my entire life. You stand before me naked, bound and blindfolded with your legs spread slightly and your head bowed. Then in a brief moment of moonlight, as a cloud drifts away from the moon, I notice a glistening on the inside of your legs. Your arousal has reached the point that your sweet juices are running down your legs. I step behind you again and retake my hold on your hair. I make you spread your legs even farther. I’m now towering over you. As I run my hand down the front of you again my wrist grazes one of your erect nipples. From your reaction, I’m afraid I have triggered an orgasm. I pull my hand away to avoid pushing you over the edge too soon.
When you feel my hand slowly take hold of your neck you freeze and you nearly stop breathing. I can feel your fear now. Will I try to take your breath the way I have taken your freedom? My hand lingers a moment as I enjoy the hell you are going through. I finally take my hand away only to immediately replace it with a stainless steel collar. You flinch a bit when you hear the padlock that runs through the collar’s clasp click shut. As I am attaching a short chain leash to the collar I realize you are rubbing your body against the bulge in my pants. I let the chain hang from the collar the cold steel is soothing against your hot skin, but it falls just short your clit and you need so badly to be touched there. I retake my hold on your hair once again and tilt your head to the side to fully expose your neck. My hot breath sends shivers down your spine. I had no idea your neck would be so sensitive so I tease a bit nipping at your neck but never giving the bite you seem to crave so much.
I turn you around and place a hand on your shoulder. You drop to your knees and at once it seems that my slave has already learned her place. I take up the end of your chain in one hand and pull your head closer to me with the other. You rub your face against the bulge in my pants. I unzip my pants, pull out my hard cock and rub it across your lips. You lunge for it so I use your leash to hold you back. I tell you that you are allowed to lick it but must not attempt to take it into your mouth. If you do you will be punished. You begin your worship as soon as I relax my pull on your leash. You do your best to please me and obey my orders but your lust gets the better of you. You take as much of me into your mouth as you can before I pull you back. I speak in my most menacing voice that you have disobeyed me and now you will suffer. I jerk you to your feet by your hair, spin you around and bend you over in a single motion. I tell you I’m going to spank you until I feel you have learned your lesson and not to bother begging for mercy because it won’t help you. I begin your spanking a slow and deliberate pace. There is no need to hurry because I want to enjoy this. At first you take your punishment without uttering a sound; I guess you must not want to give me the satisfaction of hearing you scream. In the end though this is a contest we both know you are going to lose. I continue to spank you till I hear a few shrieks of pain. Once you have satisfied my need to hear you scream, I rub my cock against your swollen dripping pussy and remind you we could be fucking now instead of this. I return you to your knees and remind you that I own you and I make all decisions for you. You have no rights only privileges that I can grant or deny as I see fit. You bow your head and in a voice almost too quiet to hear you say “Yes Master I am sorry for being disobedient it will not happen again”. I tell you to begin again. Your tongue slides teasingly along the length of my cock you taste your own juices on me and that seems to fuel a fire inside of you. I command you to take it into your mouth as you do you go crazy sucking as though you think I may take it away again. I look down to see that a mixture of your saliva and your sticky sweet juices from my cock has dribbled on to your chest and those beautiful tits. Your nipples are still rock hard. After a couple minutes of this I am in danger of losing control of myself and that is something I can never allow. You have not yet earned the privilege of tasting my seed just yet. I do feel that you have certainly earned a reward though. I stand you once more and make you spread your legs a bit more this time so that you will have better balance for what is to come. Your breath is coming in desperate gasps now. I retake my grip on your hair and tilt your head to the side so I can nip at your neck again. This time though I stop teasing you and bite you right below your collar at the base of your neck. You feel my eye teeth nearly pierce your skin. At this point, you lose all control of yourself a purely primal scream escaped you as the explosion of your orgasm rocks you to your core.
As the darkness claims you for the first time in our encounter you go limp. I catch you and cradle you in my arms my most precious possession. I hold you till the darkness parts and you return to me. Once I think you have the strength to stand I stand you in front of me to admire your beauty for a while. I tell you how proud you have made me; you stand there on legs that feel as they are made of rubber. I hear your voice barely a whisper “Thank You Master”. I take up your leash and lead you back down the hill and around the back of the building to the outdoor bar. You follow me without faltering or hesitating trusting in me that I will not let you take a wrong step or let any harm come to you as you walk across the parking lot blindfolded. Once we reach the rear of the building where there is much more light. I sit in a chair and admire your beauty while I decide what to do with you next. I can see the streaks of wetness on the inside of your legs have run down past your knees now. You are so vulnerable and exposed you have no way to hide anything from me. Every aspect of your body and mind are mine to manipulate. I unlock one of your cuffs and refasten them with your hands in front of you this time. Then I unhook the chain leash from your collar so I can fasten it to the chain between your cuffs. I lay you on your back on one of the tables. The cool surface causes goose bumps all over your body. I fasten the chain to one of the table legs stretching your hands above your head. Now I tell you that I’m going to eat your pussy but it is for my pleasure not yours. You are not allowed to orgasm without my permission under any circumstances. You may beg for an orgasm all you like but you may not have one or attempt to interrupt the pleasure I am giving you in any way. If you fail me I will release you immediately and leave you forever you will never be allowed to serve me again. I begin the slow and cruel torture. I lick slowly at first then steadily speeding up my attack on your clit. I am enjoying your helplessness to a degree that words can’t express. You are so frantic now you are thrashing and screaming; moaning when I speed up and almost sobbing when I slow down. I enjoy pushing you right to the edge and stopping till you are crying and promising to do anything in the world I want you to do if I will only let you cum. I have known all along that you would do anything for me. Your submission is unconditional now. For what seems like hours I push you to the limit and beyond human endurance. Your devotion causes a swell of pride in me that I have never felt in my life. You seem to be losing your fragile hold on consciousness. Subspace is trying to claim you for the second time. I stop long enough to remove your blindfold and remind you that you are still mine and I will NOT share you with anything just yet. You WILL stay with me. I resume my attack on your clit and at this point your mind has sunken so deep into submission you no longer have the ability to form words and speak. Your mind has regressed to a basic animal state so much so that even your facial expression has been altered. You are barely recognizable as the woman that was waiting tables only an hour or so before. Your humanity is gone and you are now growling like a feral animal gnashing your teeth at me. Finally, I feel you have had enough. I burry two fingers in your swollen dripping pussy and growl “CUM FOR ME RIGHT NOW BITCH!” Almost before I finish speaking you begin to convulse. Every muscle in your body is trying to tense and relax at once. I can see your stomach muscles rippling as though there were waves under your skin. You raise yourself up till the only thing touching the table is your toes and the top of your head. A noise that is a mix between a scream and a growl escapes you. I start to fear you may be having a seizure. You collapse back onto the table repeating over and over Thank You Master.
Once the darkness has fully claimed you for the second time, your muscles finally stop twitching as you lay still and silent. There is a look of utter bliss on your face. I stand guard over you. I will not allow anything to harm you; I would give my life to protect you. You have earned my love and my respect in a way that only another slave or master could understand. Most of the world could never ever comprehend what has happened here tonight. I remove the chain and handcuffs before you regain consciousness. As you return from the darkness the clouds in your head begin to part. You look into my eyes; still wild and feral is your expression. I am holding you in my lap you are still very shaken from the sensory overload. Tears are streaming down your cheeks. I kiss your cheek and in the process taste your tears. You look into my eyes with burning intensity and beg me not to stop now not to give in not to be too soft. You are not ready for this to end. I respond by ordering you to your feet. I tell you it is time that I fucked you like the little bitch you are. I stand behind you and bend you forward onto the table. I start to enter you little by little only the head of my cock at first, giving a little then taking away. You beg for each and every inch. At last, I push my hard cock in all the way and you groan as I hit bottom. I slowly, ever so slowly, begin to speed up my pace. Soon I am pounding away at you franticly and you are meeting my every thrust with an equal and opposite one of your own. You have one hand between your legs now furiously rubbing your clit as we fuck. I am nearing the point of no return now. The intensity is threatening to overwhelm me. I am seeing bright flashes of light in my head. My fingers are digging into your hips I know you are going to have bruises to tell this tale tomorrow. I just can’t hold out any longer I smack your ass and shout “CUM NOW!” We reach the top at exactly the same moment. The muscles of your pussy grab my cock in a vise like grip and begin to pulsate. I feel your hot sticky juices explode all over me. My seed explodes into you. You collapse onto the table: I fall forward holding my upper body just above you. I am still buried deep inside you. As the last of my hard on slips away I pull out of you. There is now a mixture of our juices running down your legs. I wipe some up with my fingers and offer it to you. Hungrily you clean it from my fingers. Then you kneel before me and lick every last drop from my cock.
Once I have fully returned to myself I realize dawn will soon be here. I reattach the chain to your collar and lead you back to your car. I tell you to drop to your elbows and knees, you do so at once. Without even being told you arch your back and stick your tight little ass up in the air. I put everything back in the pack until all that remains is the collar and leash. I reach down to unlock the collar you beg me not to take it away since you worked so hard to earn it. I unlock it and put it in my pack and say well I guess you will just have to earn it again sometime soon. I tell you that you are to stay in this position until you can’t hear my car any more. I take one last look around to see your clothes or what is left of them strewn around. I can’t send you home without a shirt. I remove my simple black sleeveless shirt and drop it beside you. I’m walking to my car when I turn around to look you are still holding your position with your eyes cast straight down. I want so much to return to you. I can’t break now we have come so far, any weakness on my part will shatter everything into a million tiny shards.
I reach my car throw the pack in through the t-top and climb in. As I key the engine to life I look at you once more you are unwavering. I guide the car onto the road and head for home. As I race away I eventually fade from sight and at last you can’t hear me any longer. You pick yourself up and slowly get dressed. Your one hitter and lighter are still sitting on top of your car. You consider having one more hit but decide it would never come close to the effect of the high you are already in the middle of. You drop them into your purse and head home.
I am several miles down the road now. Even though the speedometer has passed 100mph I feel as though I’m crawling along. I don’t want to move away from you. I look into my rear view mirror and am confronted with my own red rimmed eyes. It is only now that I understand the sheer magnitude of this encounter. Why am I heading back to my hollow lonely existence where I am not fully understood? It is “Closing Time” indeed. Neither one of us is ever going to be the same after this night. There has got to be a next time.
COMMENTS
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XxBitexMexHardxX
13:19 Apr 18 2010
very nice