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With Fall just underway, my favorite time of the year was here. October. The time for decorating, candy, and costumes. Most of all Halloween.

  Sinful Delights puts on a massive Halloween Party for the members with every member of the staff going all out. When I was growing up my mom and I would make my costumes, but I doubt a fully covered ghost would be the right call for this occasion.

  The week before the club opened Mel took me to a costume shop. Well shop wasn't the right word for the place, more like megastore. Every costume you could imagine, and some you couldn't, hung in rows on the walls and shelves.

  Mel took us toward the back where the x-rated costumes were located. After trying several on Mel decided on a sexy Wonder Woman , while she talked me into getting the smallest Little Red Riding Hood costume I'd ever seen. I felt almost naked, but Mel said she would do my hair and makeup and I would totally own the outfit.
  When Mel and I were side by side in the mirror looking at the finished results I had to admit we both looked damn good.

  Mel's costume didn't cover much either. The gold bra was heavy with metal designs painted gold to match the superhero's lasso. The skirt was made of leather strips hanging down just long enough to cover her bare cunt and part of her ass.

  My red coat came just past my shoulders with the hood up and my hair in ringlets flowing down to chest. The white tube peasant top barely covered my nipples. While the black micro-miniskirt showed the bottom of my ass. Mel finished my look with a deep red lipstick and thigh-high leather boots with a six inch pointy heel.

  My costume was unlike anything I'd worn before. I'd never gone somewhere with clothes that barely covered me. I didn't dwell on that though. If I did I probably wouldn't leave the house.

  Mel and I left our apartment, taking our usual cab to the club. We made it twenty minutes after four. The lobby was filled with people in different costumes. Mel pulled us to the counter to talk with Duke before going into the club.

  The entire time we stood there I felt eyes burning into the back of my flesh. I didn't turn around to see who it was, instead I kept my arm in Mel's waiting on her to head inside.

  We made it down stairs with ten minutes till the bell. Since we had to wear our costumes tonight we didn't have to change. We went straight to the break room to see our assignments for the night.

  Mel's name was off to the side with 'Private Booking' beside it. This time I was scheduled at the St Andrews Cross.

  Funny enough, that was one of the few pieces of equipment that I actually knew anything about. After reading a dark fairytale in high school where said cross played a big roll I'd always fantasized about being tied to one. Wondering what it would be like to have the bite of a whip on my back. The feel of a riding crop against my ass.

  The only drawback to the St Andrews Cross in The Hole it's out in the open where everyone can see me. I couldn't possibly do that! What if someone from NYU were here and recognized me? I turned to Mel about to tell her I couldn't do it. She stopped me before I could utter a word with a palm over my mouth.

  "Don't freak out, you'll be ok. You have to wear a blindfold the entire time your out there. Plus your face is toward the wall, and everyone knows the rule. You can't show the submissive face."

  I blew out the breath I was holding along with my nerves. I shook my head ok. Mel took me back to the main room and walked me to the St Andrews Cross.

  She took the blindfold that was hanging off the wooden arm then tied it around my eyes. She unhooked my cape from around my neck, the gave me a small nudge in the back making me step up onto the Cross. Once I was standing how she wanted me she reached up and placed a kiss on my cheek.

  "Have fun Abs. I'll see you at the end." Then Mel was gone.

  I stood there for several minutes till the bell came through the speakers. Both of the dungeon monitors assigned to The Hole for the night came around and shackled my arms and legs to the cross seconds before the heavy jazz music started playing through the club speakers.

  Voices started coming from the direction of the stairs bringing with them a whole new set of anxiety trying to bury itself inside me. My legs started to shake, my knees feeling weak.

  Someone came up behind me gliding their fingers along the back of my shoulders from one side to the other. Goosebumps following in their wake.

  "Diana you sure are a wonder of a woman. Do you need my lasso of truth against your porcelain skin?" The deep whispered words said into my ear made my nipples harden and cream coat the inside of my legs.

  "Or do you need something with a little more bite to make you cum? How about a Dragons Tip? The thick line would look glorious against your skin tone." The strangers hands continued to touch every part of my exposed skin while he talked.

  I wasn't sure I was suppose to answer him so I just kept my mouth shut. The hands that were making their way around my body followed the curve of my hips to the front of my skirt, then ran his fingers along my soaked lips.

  I bite down hard on my bottom lip to stop the moan from leaving my mouth. The man behind me pressed his bare chest into my back then sent a low growl into my ear. He brought his hands out from under my skirt before speaking.

  "Sweet girl, you taste like my favorite candy. Tart and sweet at the same time. I can't wait to eat you up."

  Before I could process the growled word lips and teeth started leaving a trail of fire down the side of my neck. I twisted my neck giving him better access. His hands went to my hips pulling my ass into his crotch.

  My ass fit perfectly against him letting me feel his hard shaft for the first time. The corded muscles in his thighs helping me stay up. His chest covered me completely from behind, broad shoulders and muscles everywhere.

  This man must be huge, I've never felt so small compared to someone else. Leaving no space left untouched on my neck and shoulders, once he was done, the stranger reached around and pulled my beast free of the top.

  His other hand went back under the front of my skirt to circle my clit. With my top bunched under my chin, the man did the same to the back of my skirt. Rolling the material up till my ass was on full display. The front of my legs in the shadows with one lone drop of cream leaving a trail down the inside of my legs.

  He placed his right hand against my center, cupping my sex in his hand. He moved my hips grinding them into his hardening shaft. His thick fingers slipping in my sex helping him to control my movements. I couldn't stop the moan of crazy need from escaping that time.

  The body that was pressed against my back left at the sound. Two stinging slaps one on each of my ass cheeks stopped my silent plea. The strange rubbed the sting from my cheeks before whispering in my ear. Keeping us in a bubble in this crowded room.

  "Oh Sugar, you just learned a lesson. For every moan, cry, or plea that leaves your gorgeous lips your ass will pay the price. You answer with "Yes Sir" and that's all when I ask you a question, understand?"

  I had to wet my lips and clear my throat before my voice finally came out. "Yes Sir." That sultry voice could NOT have been mine!

  The man reached up grabbing my braid, pulling my head back. A surprised cry leaving my lips. The strikes came quick, grinding his palm into my core as he kept me from moving.

  "I think my good girl wants to be bad. My hand print covering both ass cheeks while my cock is covered in your sweet candy. Do you like my idea of bad Sugar?"

  Fuck! He asked that as a question! What's going to happen if I tell him yes? Can I stop this if I don't?

  As if sending my unease the stranger backed his lower half away before coming back to whisper in my ear.

  "The choice is completely yours Sugar. If you want me to stop at anytime just say stop. But remember, it all stops, so don't say the word unless you mean it. If you can find it in your heart to trust me a little I promise I'll make it worth your while. I'll give you as much pleasure as your body can handle."

  I searched my feelings seeing if I could somehow tell if this stranger was lying. Instead all I got was a vibe of complete honesty off him. I blew a short breath out and turned my covered face toward his. "Yes Sir." I felt him run his hand down the side of my face then he was gone.

  I stood perfectly still feeling very exposed. I'd had the safety of the wall covering my face every time before. Standing in the middle of the room strapped to the cross with my shirt pulled up and my ass hanging out. The blindfold was still in place.

  I felt naked and slightly afraid in an almost scary way. Before my brain could run away completely with different scenarios the man came back placing his chest against my back.

  "I went trick-or-treating Sugar. I got us a few toys. Would you like to play with your new toys?"

  Dear Jesus I was vibrating in anticipation. "Yes Sir."

  "Good Girl. First I'm going to open the spreader bar some more." His fingers trailed down the outside of my body. Starting at the swell of my breast, across my stomach, then along the curve of my hip. Gliding down farther to my ankles he moved my legs farther apart.

  I was almost doing the splits. My arms taking more of my weight helping me stay up.

  "Magnificent. I have a new piece of jewelry I'd like you to wear. Let me just clip it on for you."

  I heard plastic being opened then fingers circling my clit. He pulled my hood back then clamped something to my exposed clit. He twisted a little wheel tightening the clamp.

  I opened my mouth in a silent scream/moan. The weight hanging from the end of the clip pulled my clit sending shockwaves through my entire body. I took a deep breath in and let it out trying to calm my racing heart down.

  "Exquisite. That sapphire stone goes beautifully with your complexion. Ready for your second gift?"
  "Yes Sir." My voice was desperate for this burning pleasure to make satisfied.

  "Your second gift is geisha balls. Keep them in and don't let them come back out, understand?"

  He didn't wait on my answer instead he went to his knees behind me. I felt cold metal rubbing against my center then around my lips moving the jewelry with it. I could feel the inside of my cunt spasming. My climax just out of reach.

  The man pushed one ball into my core then repeated the process with the second. When both were in my dripping cunt they gave me a feeling of almost being full. I tightened my muscles around the balls just to be safe they wouldn't move. Sweat was rolling down my chest and neck with the different sensations going on in my body at the moment.

  Sir stood back up and came back to my ear. "Are you ready for your third present?" His voice sounded hoarse, his need showing almost as great as my own.

  "Yes Sir." My reply was breathless. Any moment now I would be floating on clouds. I could feel it.

  Sir opened another package, then I heard something being squeezed from a bottle. His fingers circled the ring of my ass muscles spreading lube from his fingers along the way. First one finger then two started working themselves inside my ass stretching the muscles.

  His fingers started rubbing, gliding, scissoring the muscles, softening them up for whatever he had planned. When Sir removed his fingers he replaced them with a silicone butt plug. My first climax hit me like a bolt of lightning.

  I moaned, loudly in fact. Moving my hips trying to ride out my orgasm as long as I could. When I came back to reality I knew I'd fucked up. Sir's body was no longer touching mine, but his sinister laugh was right in my ear.

  "Oh Sugar, who told you you could cum? Rule number two, only cum when I say you can. Understand?"

  I had the strangest feeling I'd let him down. Disappointment bleed into my soul. I lowered my head and said as small as I could. "Yes Sir." He came up behind me pressing a kiss to the curve of my neck.

  "You are absolutely perfect Sugar. Trust me, your gonna love this, and hate it also."

  Sir stepped back giving my ass it's deserved punishment. I tried not to move or follow his hands as they made contact with my heated flesh.

  When he was finished he left me there alone again. My brain going in every direction trying to figure out what was coming next. I just couldn't center myself with all the need coursing through my body at that point.

  Aroused like never before in my short life. Hot burning flames were raging through my blood stream. A need unlike any other for whatever this man wanted to give me. I would take it all. The promise of something I'd never felt before in his words.

  Sir came back then. I wasn't sure how I knew, his body wasn't touching mine, but I felt him behind me. He lent forward whispering in my ear. I craved his voice so close to me, bringing me back to center, when my mind was gone somewhere else.

  "We are gonna start slow Sugar. Have you ever wondered what the sting of a riding crop feels like?"

  I felt my entire body flush at his question. "Yes Sir."

  Sir took a step back then let the first strike land. Hitting the flesh beside the clamp attached to my clit. Before I could catch my stolen breath a second strike landed on the opposite side of the first. Then a third directly to the hanging jewelry making it swing.

  Stars exploded behind my eyes, my muscles clenching all over. The sweet pain turning into pleasure almost sent me over the edge into my second orgasm. I fought it. Thinking of everything I could to calm my body down. It worked, I didn't cum, but I didn't know if I would be able to stop it again.

  Sir's fingers started gliding along the sensitive flesh at my core. He brought his mouth back to my ear making goosebumps breakout along my skin.

  "Are you ready for your last two surprises Sugar?" His voice promising something dark with his words.

  "Yes Sir." There was a click then my tidal wave of an orgasm came back harder. The plug was now vibrating in my ass. Alternating speeds with no set rhythm when it changed. I gritted my teeth to stop myself from begging this stranger to cum. The fire and fullness with the bite of pain was more than I could ever dream of.

  Sir started to laugh a slow gravelly sound. "Such a good little bad girl aren't you? The last of your gifts for tonight are four strikes from my Dragons Tip. I can see them so perfectly now. Two strips on both of your hips marking you like a tiger that I know you are. When you've taken all four I'll let you cum, Ready?" His whispered words caressing my moist lips then straight to the inferno raging in my core.

  I tried to stop the whimper from leaving my lips at his final promise of being able to finally cum. I covered it with a quick "Yes Sir." My response dripping with my need. Sir stepped back far enough I could barely feel his presence anymore.

  I was standing there trembling from head to toe. My arms holding even more of my weight. I was caught up in the mess of toys between my legs to notice the change in the wind behind me.

   The lash of the whip teased the crease of my ass. Moments later I felt the brush of leather against my right cheek. I sealed both of my lips between my teeth to stop the moans.

  The toys working there magic on every spot of my sex cease to matter. My entire spirit was waiting on what the man behind me was about to give me. He didn't make me wait long.

  The whip landed on my right hip first followed closely on the left. It felt like Sirs hands clamping down on my hips in a vice like grip getting ready to slam his cock into me. The shocking pain that left my hips added to my arousal giving me the feeling of floating on a cloud above us.

  Sir walked up behind me running his hands in a kneading motion along the strikes he just made. His warm ruff hands were like raw electricity to my skin. His fingers gliding back and forth just a few times before stepping back again. Not before giving his marks a quick squeeze.

  I was biting my lips so hard blood was trickling in my mouth. My silent whimpers being covered by the music and moans from around The Hole. Before I could get my body to calm down a notch Sir struck his final two blows. Both inches from the others on my hips.

  Coherent thought fled my brain. Instead my Mind was sent higher with each new bite of pain/pleasure on my skin. Sir came up behind me dropping what I guess was the Dragons Tip to the floor. He wrapped his strong fingers in my hair turning my head and sealing his lips to mine.

  Sir's kiss was demanding, dominating, whispers of ownership, and being the only man who could make me feel like this. His teeth nipped my abused lips making me gasp. His tongue thrust inside my mouth hard and demanding, just like his cock wanted to.

  Sir broke the kiss I followed with a whimper of my own. Shaking, floating, not sure of anything really. Sir chuckled running his fingers along my cheek.

  "You've been so perfect for me Sugar. Thank you for your trust in me. You have no idea how proud it makes me feel. Are you ready to Cum now Sugar?"

  Nodding frantically I almost shouted "Yes Si...OH FUCCCK!" My world blew apart.

  Sir took the clamp off my clit before I finished talking. My climax hit me like a tsunami crashing through me with monstrous waves. My pussy still held the balls, but I felt liquid squirting out around them. My scream heard throughout the entire floor.

  When I slumped forward spent from whatever power Sir had over me the music in the speakers cut off signaling the end of the night.

  Sir gave me a kiss on the crease where my neck and shoulders meet. He inhaled my scent then let out a deep moan. "I'll see you next month My Sugar." Then the mysterious man was gone.

  Slumped against the polished wood holding myself up barely I knew my world would never be the same again.

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