The best birthday party, pt 6 [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [swing] [oral]

We drank more, and then I guess a bit around midnight Mary asked to be taken upstairs.

Mary was slightly older than the rest of us but not by much. She was of South Asian origin and had beautiful brown skin, sleek long limbs, dark brown eyes, long black hair. and small but perky breasts. She liked to be hurt and she wasn’t really in to affection. She was a lot of fun to torture.

She had worn businesslike clothes and undressed in a businesslike manner, revealing and quickly discarding businesslike underwear. I noticed Monica, saint that she is, had snuck in at some point between Sandra leaving and now, changed the sheets, and left out my toolkit. I ordered her to lie spreadeagle on her back on the bed, and I attached the restraints and used the ratchet to pull her taut. She’d bought her own gag from home she preferred better, and the stuff we were doing was safe enough that we could make do with safe handsigns so I used that.

Then I set to work. I rubbed icecubes on her nipples. I dripped hot wax on her breasts. I attached bulldog clips to various parts of her body. I fired staples into other parts. I burned her with a lighter. I threatened her with the lighter to make her hold her palm outstretched so I could hit it with a birch cane. I told her where and how on her body I was going to hurt her and then gave her a moment to think about that, then to writhe and struggle helplessly in a futile attempt to prevent me doing exactly what I said I would. I used a flogger on her crotch. I held a buzzer to her clit until she came and then kept it there to hurt her. I then got out a car battery and wired up some crocodile clips on each side of her nipples. I took the two loose wires and held them together in front of her face, making her suffer the anticipation of guessing when the circuit would be closed and electric shocks passed through her nipples. Out of sight there was a variable resistor so the strength of the shock would vary too. Sometimes it would be so powerful bring an immediate gasp from her, sometimes it would just be a gentle buzz – but then I could leave it running and start twirling the dials on the resistor up and down.

And then I blindfolded her and did it all again from the beginning.

What’s really fun about torturing Mary is she’s really cold, really unemotional and fairly unresponsive until you break her. Then she becomes this hysterical, shrieking, sobbing wreck. She becomes really quite desperate, in turn frantic and pathetic. But she almost never safewords.

So it was tonight. For a long time I was mostly amusing myself, enjoying causing pain but not getting much response back from the cold fish strapped to my bed. But then by the end I was standing over this sweaty, crying, wailing, thrashing, barely human mess deciding just how cruel I really wanted to be. And then, after due consideration, deciding that yes I did want to be very very cruel indeed.

After a while I decided I wanted to fuck her and so I pulled my trousers down, removed the electrodes and the gag, penetrated her, and held clingfilm over her face, riding her as she fought for breath and pulling the clingfilm away only when I thought she might pass out. After doing that three or four times I gave her a few seconds to recover and then I put my cock in her mouth and the buzzer back on her clit, ordering her to suck me dry. I’d come seven times that day already so this took a while, and her clit was an aching mess by the time I was done.

We both thanked each other for a delightful evening, Mary shook my hand (she is weird sometimes) and then we went down to the party, where everyone had done molly, was doing shots, and was hammered.

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