<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/70205054?pr=true">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="95192383" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Are you nervous?” Emma asked.</p><p>“A little,” I replied. I was naked and blindfolded in her bedroom. She’d instructed me to keep my hands at my sides and I’d done so since she’d taken my sight.</p><p>“I suppose I can understand why you’d be nervous,” she said. “We just met, after all. Tell me, why did you agree to let me blindfold you?”</p><p>We’d met at a bar. Emma had introduced herself. She’d come right out and said that she thought I was the sort of guy that enjoyed when a woman was in charge. I must have been giving off a submissive vibe that she’d picked up on. I told her she was right. We had a few drinks and she invited me back to her apartment where she promptly had me strip naked before blindfolding me.</p><p>“You turn me on,” I said. “The idea of being blindfolded, of trying something I’ve never done before, especially with someone that likes to be in charge in the bedroom, I couldn’t pass up that chance.”</p><p>I felt Emma’s hand on my chest. She held it over my heart for a few moments and said, “Take a deep breath.” I did as I was told and she gently moved her fingers over my chest. Her touch was soothing, which I suspect was her aim. “There’s no need to be nervous. It’s possible I’m going to hurt you tonight, but I’m not going to do any permanent damage. I’m not that kind of woman. I don’t hate men. I love men, particularly those that enjoy submission.”</p><p>Emma stepped back and I had a moment of longing for her touch to return. I heard what I thought was the sound of her clothes being removed, though I wasn’t certain of it until she stepped closer. Her body pressed into mine and I felt her breasts against my chest. They were large and spectacularly soft. It felt like her nipples were hard, too.</p><p>“Does that feel nice?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” I answered.</p><p>Emma kissed my neck as her body remained pressed against mine. I was tempted to try and kiss her back, but that wouldn’t have been the submissive thing to do. Instead, I stood there with my hands at my sides as she did as she pleased with my body.</p><p>“The blindfold will heighten your other senses,” she said. “Every touch will bring more pleasure, or pain, depending on how I choose to make you feel. The more you surrender to my desires the more your senses will be heightened and the greater your experience will be.”</p><p>Emma stepped back and her fingers danced over my chest. She gently pulled on each of my nipples and I winced both times. She walked behind me as her fingers traced over my chest, shoulder, and back. Once again she pressed her body against mine. She put her arms around me and held me tight. She kissed my neck as her hands moved down my stomach. She took my cock in one hand and my balls in the other. She massaged my genitals with expertise, bringing me to an erection and flooding my body with desire in a short span of time.</p><p>“Does that feel good?” she asked.</p><p>“It feels incredible,” I replied.</p><p>Emma released my cock, stepped back, and a moment later delivered a powerful smack to my ass. The sound of her flesh meeting mine reached my ears a moment before the pain reverberated up my back and down my legs. I doubled over, mostly from the shock of it.</p><p>“Stand up,” Emma said.</p><p>I stood and listened as she unbuttoned her jeans and took them off. A moment later I felt her lips on my lower back. She must have been on her knees behind me. She kissed the spot where my butt met my back and then offered the softest kisses against the flesh she’d just spanked. Her hands found their way to my cock once more and she stroked me. For a moment I thought she might give me the first rimjob of my life, but she didn’t.</p><p>“Turn around,” Emma said as she released my genitals.</p><p>I turned around slowly and felt her lips encircle the head of my cock. She sucked hard on it and her tongue engaged in the most wonderful swirling action. I unleashed a loud, intense moan as she bathed me in the most incredible pleasure. It wasn’t all that long before she was swallowing my cock, treating me to a genuine deepthroat blowjob for the first time in my life.</p><p>It was over as quickly as it started, though. Emma stood up and pulled my lips to hers. She kissed me and the tongue that had just pleasured my cock entered my mouth. I kissed her back and even gently sucked on her tongue.</p><p>As we kissed, Emma grasped my balls and pulled down hard. A unique kind of discomfort emanated from between my legs. It wasn’t anywhere near as sharp a pain as the smack on the ass had been, though. It was a little scary because she had my testicles in such a tight grip, and yet there was a certain kind of pleasure to it. She’d taken control of a very important part of my body, after all.</p><p>Emma released her grasp on my testicles and stepped back. I heard nothing. I felt nothing. I saw nothing. For more than a minute I felt completely alone, and right when it got to the point where I could feel a sense of panic begin to creep in, Emma reached up and held my head in her hands. She gently pulled down and I bent over as she guided my lips to her breasts.</p><p>“Kiss them,” she said.</p><p>Her flesh was warm and impossibly soft against my lips. I kissed her breasts eagerly. I moved from one to the other as she ran her fingers through my hair and moaned so quietly I could barely hear it.</p><p>“Take my nipple in your mouth,” she said. “Suck on it. Make me feel good.”</p><p>I did as I was told and Emma rewarded me with a sensual moan. Her hand moved to the back of my neck and she pulled me closer. My face pressed into the soft flesh of breast and I flicked my tongue over her nipple as I sucked. My cock throbbed as I wished she would take me in her hand and stroke me once again.</p><p>Instead, Emma pulled hard enough on one of my nipples to make me release hers and cry out in pain. She held me against her breasts as pain spread from my chest. When she relented, Emma guided my lips to her other nipple. I took it in my mouth and I sucked and licked like I knew she wanted. My cock was still hard. She’d skillfully mixed pain and pleasure once again.</p><p>“It turns me on that you’re willing to suffer for me,” Emma said. A moment later she pulled on my other nipple. Pain exploded from the spot. I groaned, though this time I kept my lips around her flesh.</p><p>“Get on your knees,” Emma said as she released my nipple.</p><p>I fell to my knees in front of her. She put her hand on the top of my head and stepped closer. I felt her pubic hair against my nose and lips. I knew I was close to her pussy, and yet she hadn’t given me any sort of command so I remained still.</p><p>“Kiss it,” she said. “Kiss my pussy.”</p><p>I used my lips to feel my way through her pubic hair and to her labia. I dropped a little lower to get a better angle and I kissed it as Emma spread her legs just a touch. I kissed her pussy over and over. I felt her lips open up as mine applied just a little pressure, but I resisted the urge to push my tongue inside her. I wanted to taste her, but Emma had made it perfectly clear she was in control.</p><p>Her hand remained on the top of my head. She offered no guidance, instead keeping it there seemingly to remind me of her presence, of her control over me. There was something indescribably sexy about it.</p><p>“Bow down,” she said.</p><p>I fell to my hands and knees and lowered my face to the floor. It was as low as I could go.</p><p>“Very good,” Emma said. “Now kiss my feet. Use your lips to find them.”</p><p>I kissed my way along the bedroom floor in search of her feet. They were close by so after a few encounters with the rug I found her toe. I kissed my way towards her ankle before moving to her other foot. I felt small and submissive in a way that made my cock ache.</p><p>“Stand up,” Emma said.</p><p>I stood and her fingers once again encircled my cock. She gathered the precum I’d been dripping and used it to lubricate my shaft for what turned out to be a quick but vigorous handjob. Before long I felt like my entire body was vibrating with pleasure. There was a moment when I was certain she was going to let me cum. I got so close, and yet Emma released my cock before I could unload.</p><p>“Stay here,” she said.</p><p>I remained standing in her bedroom as Emma walked away. I heard a door open and looked towards the sound, though of course I couldn’t see anything. It sounded like she was searching for something. I heard a few drawers open, but I couldn’t have ventured a guess as to what she was actually doing.</p><p>Emma returned and tossed something onto her bed. A moment later she took my wrist in her hand. She slipped something soft over my hand and pulled it tight. She stepped away and my arm lifted towards the ceiling. I heard something click into place. Emma repeated the process with my other arm. Soon my hands were above my head and spread a little. She’d put me in some sort of bondage, likely using her canopy bed to secure the other end of whatever she’d wrapped around my wrists.</p><p>“This is a flogger,” Emma said as she rubbed something over my back. The material was soft and there were several thick strands of it. “I’m going to beat you with it. It’s going to hurt, though not as much as you might think. I want you to remember that your willingness to suffer pain turns me on. You can pull against the restraints, but you won’t be able to escape. I put you in them to ensure that you can’t run from the pain.”</p><p>Emma struck my lower back with the flogger a moment later. It felt like there were a dozen soft strands of leather, if not more. It must have been a light blow, because the pain wasn’t significant. I winced a little, but nothing more.</p><p>The second blow was in the same spot, but a little harder. This time I groaned and leaned forward as I instinctively pulled on the restraints. The third blow was harder and generated more pain as a result. The fourth blow was even harder and I hung my head and cried out at the pain generated.</p><p>Emma’s hand moved over my back soon after. She rubbed the spot she’d hit with the flogger and then she kissed my upper back. She married the soothing pleasure of her touch with the pain the flogger had delivered, sending mixed signals to my brain. Later, when looking back on the encounter, I understood that she was very gently guiding me through subspace.</p><p>The next set of blows was focused on my ass. She delivered seven, each one harder and more painful than the last. By the end of it my knees felt weak and the pain was searing. This time Emma embraced me from behind. She wrapped her arms around me. She pressed her breasts into my back. She kissed my flesh. There was something about the warmth of her body and the tightness of her embrace that I found deeply satisfying.</p><p>“I want more,” I said as she held me. The strange thing is that I really did. It wasn’t that I wanted more of the pain. It was that I wanted to experience the cycle again. I wanted to experience the overwhelming feelings that came with the pain before I got to experience the warmth and kindness inherent in her touch.</p><p>“Very well,” Emma said.</p><p>She picked up the flogger and delivered more pain. This time she worked my back, my ass, and my upper thighs. She delivered enough blows that I lost count as the pain bordered on overwhelming.</p><p>When it was over she removed the restraints from my wrists and guided me into her bed. We cuddled as she moved her hands over my body and occasionally kissed me, all while I remained blindfolded and in darkness. I could still feel the pain from the blows of the flogger, but a sense of deep satisfaction had enveloped my body.</p><p>Emma guided my lips to her breast and I took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked as her hand found its way between my legs. She stroked my cock gently, quickly bringing me to a fully erect state. She teased the head, using my slippery precum to lube her fingers so she could deliver pleasure without much effort.</p><p>I couldn’t tell how much time was passing, but it felt like ten minutes passed before Emma gently rolled me onto my back. I heard a drawer open. She pulled something out and there was a tearing sound. A moment later I felt her fingers on my cock. She put a condom on me. My excitement was immediate. There was no guarantee we were going to have sex, but I couldn’t think of another reason she’d put a condom on me.</p><p>Without saying a word Emma straddled me and took my cock inside her. She leaned forward and her breasts pressed into my chest as our lips met. We kissed as she gently moved back and forth on my cock, slowly drawing me towards my orgasm.</p><p>“You were so good for me,” she said. “You deserve the pleasure of my pussy. You deserve to be inside me. You suffered like a good submissive should and you deserve to cum.”</p><p>She kissed my neck and rode me faster. I ran my hands down her back, and when she didn’t object, I grabbed her ass. She moaned as I grasped her flesh.</p><p>My orgasm arrived soon after. Emma kissed my neck and moaned as I climaxed. It is still among the best singular moments of sexual pleasure I’ve ever experienced. I’m not sure I’ve ever reached the heights of pleasure I traveled to in those few moments where my cock spurted cum into the condom.</p><p>Emma lifted her hips and I slipped from her pussy. She carefully removed the condom and sat across my chest. “Open up for me,” she said.</p><p>I knew what was coming next. I opened my mouth and Emma upended the condom and poured the cum into my mouth. She squeezed every bit of cum she could from the used condom and her fingers gently pressed under my jaw to close my mouth.</p><p>“Swallow for me,” she said.</p><p>I swallowed my cum and made a face. It was genuinely difficult getting it down, which seemed to delight Emma.</p><p>She slid her hips forward and sat on my face. “Make me cum,” she said.</p><p>I licked her clit and Emma closed her eyes and rolled her head back. Her breasts looked spectacular and her nipples were rock hard. She moaned and began to subtly move her hips. It was such a small thing, but it felt like she was riding my face and I found it thrilling despite my recent orgasm. I’ve since come to understand that if someone triggers my submissiveness, it doesn’t matter when my last orgasm was, I’m going to be aroused.</p><p>Emma rode my face for quite a while. She had one orgasm, took a short break with her pussy lips stretched over my mouth, and then rode me again. I was grateful for the chance to lie beneath her. It felt exquisitely pleasurable to be between the legs of a dominant woman who was happy to use me as her toy.</p><p>Eventually she had her second climax and dismounted. She moved to her back and I rolled over and cuddled up next to her. She put her arm around me and pulled me close. It was such a small thing, but it felt so good to reverse the typical gender roles in that tiny way.</p><p>“I’d like you to stay the night,” she said. “I like to play with my toys again in the morning.”</p><p>“I’d love to,” I replied.</p><p>She did play with me again in the morning, too. She even made me cum again, though I certainly had to earn it.</p>