The Most Pleasurable Pain

The pool house was a beautiful massive structure of marble and stone that housed twenty rooms referred to as the chambers of torture. All twenty rooms were 400 sq. ft. richly adorned in various colors of silk and velvet. The rooms represented themes that varied with the client’s desires and tastes. One room in particular was a makeshift snow white hospital room that provided the clients with bed pan golden showers and induced enemas. A classroom setting occupying another room was complete with student desks and two large blackboards. Lady Devon’s 10:00 session with Mr. Daniels would commence in the boardroom. The boardroom was located on the south end of the pool house. The room was adorned with a 14ft. oval oak table in a rich mahogany that was surrounded by executive chairs upholstered in burgundy and gold. The north wall was covered by a large projector screen. A large bureau ran the length of the south wall. The bureau had numerous compartments that housed various torture devices and handmade whips.

Stepping through the doorway, Lady Devon went to the bureau and carefully selected the devices needed for Mr. Daniels session. The devices consisted of a braided snake whip, a wide spanking paddle, and a red riding crop. Lady Devon sat at the head of the table to await Mr. Daniels arrival.

At promptly 10:00, a knock was issued on the boardroom door. “Enter” instructed Lady Devon. Mr. Daniels stepped into the room and shut the door. He immediately started to remove his clothing. Folding them into a neat pile, he placed them on the bureau. Turning towards Lady Devon, he awaited for her to issue him a command. Lady Devon pushed her chair back from the table, placed the braided whip in her right hand and issued her first command.

“Get down on your hands and knees and crawl to me.” Mr. Daniels placed himself on the floor and crawled to Lady Devon. “That is a very good boy.”
“Thank you Lady Devon”, replied Mr. Daniels.
“I didn’t give you permission to speak, you will be punished for your insolence”, replied Lady Devon harshly. She stood up in front of him and told him to kiss her foot. As he placed his lips to her foot, he felt the unmistakable sting of braided leather slash across his upper back. He let out a small his and was rewarded with another blow to his back. Stepping away from him, she ordered him to kneel. He didn’t move as fast as she wanted, so she grabbed him by the hair and yanked him to his knees. Letting go, she brought the whip down once again, but this time the leather braids found their mark across Mr. Daniels’ nipples. Placing the whip on the table, Lady Devon picked up the paddle and smacked it across her thigh.
“Mr. Daniels, stand up and place your hands on the edge of the table.” Bracing his hands against the table, she brought the paddle down firmly across his ass.
“Do you want more Mr. Daniels?”
“Yes, please Lady Devon, more.”
Swinging the paddle in a high arc she brought the paddle down in quick successive blows. She alternated between his ass and thighs as he lurched against the table with each blow. Placing the paddle on the table, Lady Devon walked over to the bureau and brought out a black leather neck collar with an attached chain. She walked back to Mr. Daniels and commanded him to drop to his knees before her. As he kneeled before her, she placed the collar around his neck and instructed him to get down on the floor.
“You will be my puppy for the rest of the session. Do you object Mr. Daniels?”
“No Lady Devon I do not object, I only want to please you.”
“The first lesson you will learn as my puppy is to heel properly. When I walk, you will remain directly at my side, not ahead or behind me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Lady Devon, I understand I am to remain at your side.”
Wrapping the leash around her hand, she grabbed the crop off of the table. She commanded him to go forward. As he proceeded to move, she abruptly yanked him back by his collar, causing him to gag and choke.
“I told you only to move when I did, not before. I see the puppy needs to learn how to follow commands more closely and learn to heel properly. Do not disappoint me again.”
Lowering his head like a scolded dog, he begged for her forgiveness. She reached down and patted the top of his head to reassure him that he had another chance to please his mistress. She placed herself to the right of her puppy and walked forward. Mr. Daniels matched paces with Lady Devon within a few short strides. Walking her puppy around the boardroom, she smacked him every so often to remind him of his place. Mr. Daniels was the perfect submissive and loved being dominated. The Fetish Club was his salvation and liberation. In his world, he is a powerful CEO of the world renowned IVEC Technologies Company that requires him to be in complete control at all times. In Lady Devon’s world, he could let go of everything and all that was required of him was to please her. Nothing more and nothing less.
Mr. Daniels snapped to attention when he felt his mistress stop short. Stopping in time with her, he awaited her approval of his performance. Lady Devon commanded him to sit, stroked his head gently, and told him what a good puppy he was. Lady Devon glanced at the clock and realized that their session was ending in two minutes. She reached around his neck and removed the collar.
“Mr. Daniels our time is up. You may lick my boots, redress, and go.”
Bowing his head, he licked her calf boots from bottom to top. When Lady Devon was alone, she gathered up her toys and placed them in a garbage bag to be disinfected. Exiting the pool house, she made her way back to the main house. In the kitchen, Devon disinfected the equipment from her session. Heading back to her office, she paused briefly at Lisa’s desk to inform her that she will be leaving for the rest of the day. She changed quickly into her business suit, shut down her computer, and headed straight for the garage. The sun was shining warmly upon her and there was a slight breeze in the California air. Fumbling in her purse for her keys, she had her head down and didn’t see him until she ran directly into him.
Hitting him full force in the chest, she started to apologize until she met his eyes. Suddenly, she lost the ability to breathe. She felt herself being transported back to college. The shy, quiet victim that would do anything to be accepted. Seeing him again brought that girl back in her. She felt the world spin as her past stared deep into her eyes. Those eyes that had mystified her and held her captive from the first moment she had seen them eleven years ago. All the memories of him smashed down upon her in one huge tidal wave as she felt her knees go weak.
The long hours of obeying his commands, fulfilling every one of his wishes as he brought her mind and body to the extremes of pain and pleasure. She had withstood pain, humiliation, and degradation under his tutelage. He had broken down the victimized shy girl and built her up to be a strong, confident, powerful woman. More memories brought her to the time when she was given the title Master and acquired three beautiful submissives to be used as she saw fit. A gift that bestowed upon her to let her know she had graduated and that she was truly special. She felt completely in control and special until he took not only her power but her body and soul as well. All the anger and hatred she experienced that day came crashing to the surface. With a fire in her eyes, she turned to Stephen and demanded to know why he was darkening her doorstep. She wasn’t prepared for the words that came forth from him. He wanted her forgiveness for his behavior and his irrational actions that ensued the morning after. She couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to ask for her forgiveness for his cruel actions. Unbelievable!
“You come to my domain to ask for forgiveness. You don’t call, you don’t write and you have the nerve to think that you can walk right back into my life after an eight year disappearance. I want you to leave my property right now and never come back. You are not welcome here, ever! Do you understand?”
“I don’t blame you for hating me, but please hear me out. I want to make things right between us. I made a huge mistake when I left you that way. My actions were cowardice, I know that. I left because I was scared. Scared of you, scared of how you made me feel, and scared of what we could have had.”
Devon was speechless, never had she seen him so vulnerable, so sincere. But, she couldn’t allow him back into her life, not now, not ever. The wounds he inflicted were scars that never healed completely. She was wrestling with her conscious when he moved towards her until they were mere inches apart. He cupped her cheek in his hand, staring deep into her eyes he said, “Please Devon, meet me at my house tonight and let me prove to you that I want to make everything right between us. I am not asking for your trust, com passion, or understanding, I am only asking for a little bit of your time.”
Devon couldn’t reply as his eyes bored into hers and she felt herself becoming lost in the icy blueness of them. Wrenching herself from his grasp and looking him dead on she told him, “You fucked me once Stephen, you are not going to fuck me again. You took advantage of me when I was in a state of weakness. You preyed on me after I poured my heart out to you. You will never get a chance in hell with me again and you have already wasted enough of my precious time!” Brushing past him, she attempted a hasty retreat, until he grabbed her arm and spun her around. Facing him, she saw the anger flash in his eyes. In a low and barely controlled voice laced with venom he told her, “I never took advantage of you and I do not prey on anyone. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you.”
She was flabbergasted; she couldn’t believe his nerve and arrogance “You are unbelievable! How cliché is that. You sound like you did me a favor! Thank you for clarifying things for me! I guess I was some charity case that you took pity upon! I am surprised you didn’t jump on this free ride sooner! Go to hell, Stephen!” she screamed at him as she stormed towards the garage. As she was opening the garage door, Stephen grabbed her from behind and pinned her against it.
“I have never used you, not ever! And I could have fucked you from the moment I first spoke to you. Deny it all you want, but you know it’s true, he told her harshly. I didn’t because I saw potential in you. Potential to be a great submissive of which would create the best of masters and I was right on both accounts. The submissive is always in control in our world, you know that. All the illusions, games, and training you underwent; you were always in control.”
“Why are you telling me things that I already know Stephen?” cried Devon as Stephen held her tight against him.
“I lost control that night, Devon. I lost control the moment you told me how you felt. I didn’t know how to deal with the emotions that your words invoked in me. I should have walked away right then and there, but I couldn’t. I had been denying how I felt about you for far too long. I had fallen in love with you Devon, long before that night. It scared the hell out of me. I have never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so out of control. For the first time in my life, I lost the one thing I believed no one could ever take from me, Control. I wanted to hurt you for that. I wanted you broken and bleeding, screaming at me to stop as I pounded into you furiously. Wanting you to hate me, to see me as a monster.” The word “monster” came out in a whisper as he pressed himself closer into Devon’s body.
Tears slid down Devon’s cheeks as she listened to every word. She couldn’t see his face as he held her against the garage door. Wiping her tears away, she tried facing him but he held her in place. “Stephen, there wasn’t anything that you could have done to me that would make me believe you were any kind of monster. I gave as good as I got.”
Stephen smiled as he recalled their night spent together. He wanted her to resist, to tell him “No” as he bruised and battered her body for his own pleasure but the only word that tumbled from her lips in a whisper was, “More.” She met every one of his frenzied thrusts, as their pelvises slammed painfully together until she came, screaming his name. In the morning when he awoke, she was cradled in his arms. As he slipped from her embrace and pulled back the covers, he was mortified. The damage he inflicted upon her once creamy unmarred flesh made his stomach lurch. Her hips bore his finger marks where he had painfully gripped her as he slammed into her over and over. Her shoulders and arms were covered in bite marks where he ripped her flesh open. He was a monster. How could he have done that to her, she didn’t deserve it. He wanted to break her, to make her pay, but he was the one who was broken. He longed to hold her in his arms, to tell her how wrong he was. But, he couldn’t bring himself back to her side, he was a coward. So, he left, but not before he kissed her gently and whispered, “I am so sorry Devon.” He walked out of her life then, a broken and defeated man. But, as the years went on, he never forgot her nor did he ever stop loving her.
Devon knew he spoke the truth, every word. God, she wanted so much to hate him, but she couldn’t think straight as she felt every hard line of his body pressed against hers. The fluttering in her stomach increasing as she felt his breathe against her ear. She remembered how he felt inside her that night. The sheer blinding force and intensity of their sexual tryst left her breathless. He was rough and demanding and she enjoyed every moment as he brought her to dizzying heights of pleasure. She was bruised and every part of her body ached as she awoke that morning. Her body protested painfully as she got up from the bed. She ambled slowly into the kitchen, wincing with every step. There was a note on the table from Stephen and as she started to read, her hand flew to her mouth to silence the scream that erupted from deep within her. Her body screamed as she fell to her knees crying. The physical pain was pushed aside as she felt her heart being ripped out of her chest as she read every cold and callous word. The memory of that morning still caused an ache in her chest.
Pushing against him, she made an attempt to dislodge him but only succeeded in causing him to groan as her ass made contact with his groin. “Stephen, let me go. I can’t do this again, it is too painful. I am sorry I cannot help you. Please leave me alone.”
Stephen turned her to face him as he kept her pinned to the door.
“Please Devon, I never meant to hurt you. I should have never touched you in anger. You didn’t deserve that. I am so sorry. Give me a chance to prove it. I will do anything that you desire, anything at all. Just give me a chance, please.”
Devon could barely breathe. Her face was flushed and she could feel herself grow wet from the close proximity of their bodies. She hated the way her body betrayed her but she couldn’t deny her feelings. She still wanted him and she knew deep down in the farthest recesses of her heart she still loved him.
Pushing past him she made her to her car. As she was opening the door, Stephen caught her hand and placed a small piece of paper in her palm. He turned around and left her standing there without saying a word. She heard an engine start up and the crunch of gravel as Stephen pulled out of her driveway. She drove home then, took a hot shower, and made herself a pot of coffee. She went to her purse and found the crumpled paper he had given her. Opening it up, she read it over a few times. He had written his address and phone number and nothing more. As she sat there contemplating the events of the last two hours, she made a decision. She called the number he had written and when he picked up the phone, the only thing she said was yes. He told her to come over at 8:00. Hanging up the phone she thought about the last thing he had told her. He was willing to do anything she desired. She smiled as she thought about how she would make him pay for her misery and pain. As idea after idea flew threw her head she felt doubt creep in. A nagging thought that wouldn’t go away, telling her that she was making the biggest mistake of her life.