Chloe's Obsession
Date: 18.05.2008
Keywords: Chloe's, Obsession,
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A new image careened into Chloe"s brain, as she crawled painfully and slowly over the broken glass in her mind, towards the brilliant white light of orgasm that marked her ultimate destination. Chloe was the naked virgin, on the altar of a pagan church, being scored and used by the all-powerful priest. She was being prepared for sacrifice, willingly offering herself up to appease the gods with the gift of her body and her pain.
The riding crop descended on her nipples, one after the other. Chloe screamed and her entire body convulsed in response, though only his cock, rammed deep in her throat, heard her agonized cry.
"Are you ready, Chloe?" he asked her.
Her head nodded, up and down, as she slurped and feasted on his cock.
"There is one spot on your body that I have not yet touched, Chloe," he told her in a low voice, while he stood close in front of her.
His words electrified her. She knew exactly what, and where, he meant.
"I am going to touch that one, last, virgin piece of flesh now, Chloe. I am going to strike it five times. When the crop lands there for the fifth time, you will deliver up your orgasm, and you will give it to me." He paused to gauge the effect of his words and to see if Chloe was still there enough to comprehend his intent.
Chloe"s head nodded, with his cock still buried in the depths of her mouth. She opened her legs wider, and held herself steady to signal her readiness. Her entire body was on fire, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She wanted this so much!
SMACK. The riding crop slashed across her labia. Chloe"s mind exploded in a firestorm of light and sound. SMACK. Again, she cried out. SMACK. Chloe sucked madly on his cock, urging him, willing him, to come with her, to flood her mouth with his come and to give her the gift of himself. The buzzing of the vibrator in her cunt was louder, faster, stronger.
SMACK. This blow landed directly on her clit. The pain was so wonderful, so unendurable. She embraced the pain, riding it, clinging to it like a rider on an out-of-control, stampeding stallion. She waited. And waited. Her cunt was spasming already, clutching madly at the huge vibrating dildo wedged inside her, as she trembled on the brink of orgasm, as she waited for her deliverance, her savior.
SMACK! Chloe was propelled into a mind-shattering orgasm by the overpowering mind-numbing pain of the final blow, again laid directly onto her throbbing clit.
Again, and again, and again, she came. Her body writhed in an unstoppable, orgasmic spasm of unimaginable intensity. It seemed to go on forever, and beyond.
His cock exploded in Chloe"s mouth, drawn into the maelstrom of her orgasm. It was as if their brains had been short-circuited and fused together. He felt each flash of pain arcing through her body, racing through his cock and up his spine into his brain.
Again he orgasmed, shooting ribbons of come on her upside-down face. His cock found her searching tongue again and it slipped into the now well-lubricated home she had made for him.
Together, they were like a single organism, one person, one orgasm, one being. Master and submissive blended into one incredible quasar of energy, flooding the galaxy with the fast-pulsing energy of their passion.
When was finally over, he leaned over Chloe and switched off the vibrator. He permitted her to lick the come off his cock before he moved to the side, away from her. He did not untie her. Instead, he left her there with her hand hanging down over the side of the bed, her legs askew, and with the fat, creamy gobbets of his come sliding slowly down her face and onto her hair pooled on the floor beneath her.
"Ohmigod, thank you, Sir," Chloe gasped. "That was so spectacular. I have never come like that, before. Thank you so much. You own me; you own my soul, forever. I will be your slave for as long as you will have me."
He wiped her face gently with her panties, mingling his come with that of Robert"s in the silk fabric. "Your afternoon is not yet ended, Chloe. There is more here for you. I want you to rest and enjoy the sensations in your body for a while, now. To ensure that you concentrate on your flesh, I am going to fill your mouth again." He opened Chloe"s lips and inserted another dildo into her mouth. "Hold this upright and steady," he instructed her.
"I am now going to place some ice cubes on your body. You will remain motionless, and you will not let the ice slip off. You will remain absolutely motionless, until each ice cube melts. Do you understand me, Chloe?"
Chloe grunted her assent. She heard him reaching into the ice bucket.
"Oh, god, that is so fucking cold!" she moaned to herself when he placed the first cube on her steaming hot, sweat-covered skin. She was suddenly chilled by the icy block of water that was sitting in the center of her chest, between her breasts. Then, another ice cube, this one nestled in the small depression at the base of her neck. The third one was placed over her navel. And the fourth and final cube was balanced precariously on top of her mound, directly above her slit.
Chloe sobbed to herself as she struggled to remain motionless. The icy rivulets of water began to pool and slide down her body. The worst was the one over her pussy. The water drops slid down each side of her labia into the crack of her ass while a few wayward droplets found their way directly into her slit, searing her painfully throbbing clit with their icy kiss.
*The Third Circle: Fucking Chloe*
"Do you know how long you have been here, this afternoon, Chloe?"
Chloe"s mind lurched back into gear at the sound of his voice, after coasting in neutral for so long, mentally willing the ice to melt - and savoring the lingering pain that still enveloped her small form, bound on the altar of the bed. Her mouth was surprised when he withdrew the dildo she had been holding in it all this time, like a totem pole.
"No, Sir. I cannot tell. It seems like forever. A "good" forever, Sir."
Being blindfolded had stripped away so much of the sensation of time that Chloe had no real idea of how long she had been here. Was it still daylight? Had night fallen? How long, really, had it been? Her next thought, jumped into her mind completely unexpected and unannounced: " Where is Robert right now? Is he in his hotel room yet? What is he doing? Is he thinking about her? Perhaps, is he trying to call her at home, right now? Is he listening to the telephone ring and ring, and then hearing his own voice tell him what he already knows – that his beloved Chloe is not home?"
"It is only three hours, Chloe. Three incredible hours. I have one more challenge for you, one more opportunity to for you to give all of yourself to me, Chloe. Are you up to it? Do you want it?"
Chloe was awash in a sea of conflicting emotions. Every inch of her body hurt. But, yes, she wanted more. If he deemed her worthy of another whipping, another pain-wracked orgasm; and if he had gauged her tolerance for pain and submission accurately to know that she would be able to bear it for him; then, yes, she wanted it.
"Yes, Sir. If you offer it to me, I accept. Use me again, Sir. Permit me come for you again, at your command."
"Good. We shall begin now."
He moved to untie Chloe"s bondage. Her arms and legs fell heavily to the surface of the bed when they were released.
"Relax your arms and legs," he told her. "Bring them back to life, before I lift you to your feet."
Every inch and sinew of her body hurt. "Oh, god, how it hurts!" Chloe tested her limbs, stretching and moving her muscles as she reasserted control over her body. She was in charge of herself, for the moment. She knew she would willingly surrender it again soon enough.
Chloe made no attempt to remove the dildo and plug from her pussy and ass. That would be presumptuous of her - she knew that. She sighed deeply, when he knelt on the bed between her legs and slid the two rubber implements out of her holes. Her body felt suddenly empty, as if some part of her had just been surgically removed.
Then, Chloe was lifted to her feet. She wavered, unsteadily, before she regained control over her balance.
"Take a deep breath, Chloe. Empty your mind. Prepare yourself, now, to descend into that small, dark place deep inside yourself."
His hands were on her biceps, holding her gently, while Chloe did as she was bidden. He watched as she began to center herself, readying her body for its third painful ritual of submission and devotion.
The next thing Chloe knew is when a pair of Japanese cloverleaf-style nipple clips were clamped onto her erect, pencil eraser-shaped nipples. She gasped and moaned in pain and surprise. The searing, white-hot waves of pain rippling through her body almost knocked her over. Only his hands, again wrapped around her hair, held her upright.
These clamps were the most severe, the most challenging of any kind she had ever worn.
The words came jumbling and tumbling out of Chloe"s mouth, in between fast, shallow gasps for breath. "Ohmigod, Sir, ohmigod, oh please, please, please. Ah, ahh, ahhhh, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I can do it, Sir, I can do it. Damn it, yes. I can do it."
A fresh sheen of perspiration adorned Chloe"s angelic, tormented face. And when he lifted the chain and tested the tightness of the clamps, a rush of low, keening whimpers escaped from between Chloe"s lips.
"These will help to open the next door for you Chloe. They will light the way for you as you follow the path of pain, into the third circle."
He tugged on the clamps, one after the other. Chloe moaned loudly as he tested their iron-like grip on her nipples. Each tug ratcheted them tighter, pinching her nipples into scorching-hot nubs of rippling pain.
Chloe breathed deeply, long and slow, as she struggled to adjust. Her entire body was again bathed in sweat, the salty fluid making the long, ribbon-like welts that decorated her body sting and throb.
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Keywords: Chloe's, Obsession,
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