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“It was my 50th birthday and my friends, knowing me like they did, took me to see a sex show.  It was in a local BDSM club and actually very good.  I was a pain whore, so the mild spanking and cropping in the show hadn’t affected me deeply, but I had a nice little ache in my clit and dampness coating my thighs.  

I hadn’t been hurt in so long, not at the level of pain I craved anyway.  The Dominants I’d chosen to play with had been great, just not for me.  At the bar I heard a couple of subs talking about the nights main attraction, Master Shade.

I’d heard of him before, he was notorious on the scene, a Master of pain, not necessarily  for punishment as much as for his pleasure. Mmmmmm what I’d give to feel his whip I thought to myself as I rejoined my friends.

Later that evening the moment I’d been waiting for had arrived, Master Shade took to the stage and the whole club fell silent.  He took a moment to prep the stage,  lining up his instruments on a table, lowering a hook from the ceiling  and attaching chain and cuffs to it.

My heart was racing with excitement already, just at the sight of him on stage.  My whole body, ached, craved.  

He attached a small headpiece with a mic and introduced himself.  He explained how he usually had a partner to do these demos with but tonight was a special occasion, he had a special volunteer from the crowd tonight…..then he called my name.

My friends were all smiling and hustling me towards the stage.  Before I knew it I was stood before him, in my little, black, leather dress, under the spotlights.  He whispered in my ear the general theme of the evening and gave me my safeword ‘birthday’.  I was confident I wouldn’t need it, I was so hungry for this.

He unzipped my dress, took my wrists, raising them above my head, placed them in the leather cuffs and immediately double slapped my face, mmmmmmmm that had been a short, sharp shock and I liked it.  My pussy liked it.

He tugged roughly at my nipples and spanked my clit before walking to the table.  He returned with weighted nipple clamps and a hand full of pegs.  My heart rate soared, I began squirming before he’d even attached the first clamp.  He smacked my outer thigh, hard.  I stilled, taking deep breaths as I waited for the euphoria of pain to overwhelm me.

Both clamps were on, deliciously stretching my nipples. My breathing was steady, but shallow.  I felt the hard pinch of the first peg on the flesh of my ribs and I whimpered, Master just smiled and continued to cover my torso in the brutal pegs.  He held up the last one, letting me see, letting me ponder where he might put it, but I knew.  Ohhhhh I knew where it was going.

I groaned as he parted my pussy lips and cried out as he clamped the last peg directly on my clit. Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuck it hurt, it hurt so fucking good.  Master rammed four fingers into my cunt and thrust a few times, so hard I screamed.

Tears streamed down my face and I whimpered again, earning me a flick of my pegged clit. Ahhhhhhhhh god!   Mastered returned to the table and picked up his whip.  He walked behind me, then paused.  It was as if the whole room held it’s breath, the anticipation was unbearable……then CRACK!   Again and again he struck my back, arse and thighs.

I lost count of the lashes, lost in the intense pleasure of the acute pain.  The next thing I knew, my arms were being lowered, the clamps and pegs were being removed and the rush of blood flow returning to the sensitive areas had me crying out again.  Though I didn’t get time to relish the pain this time, Master bent me forward and violently slammed his cock into me from behind.

Master fucked me brutally, using his sluts abused pussy, filling me with his cum.  Mmmmmm as soon as I heard him grant me permission I exploded, ahhhhhh god, from my very core I came.  Wave after wave of orgasm swept through my entire body.

When it was finally done and my body felt more used and sated than it had in years all I could think was….Best.  Birthday.  Ever”.

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