I Never Kiss on the First Date - White's Funhouse

"Mmm-hmmm. And I can be very generous to those who yield to me."

He leaned down and licked her right nipple between the clamps. He then began caressing the full breast. "The oil heightens the sensation, does it not?"

She moaned softly.

"It lets the hands slide over the body easier. Unless you mean the heightened sensation from already being thoroughly rubbed down."

"I mean both, precious." his hands cupped beneath her breasts again, almost as if weighing them. "Tell me what the blindfold does for you."

She moaned again.

"Nothing really. I dislike not being able to see."

He gave her a sweet kiss on the lips then slipped off the blindfold, holding her face in his hands and looking into her eyes.

"Tell me what your buttons are. What teases you the most. What will truly make you break." he grinned.

She kissed him as he looked into her eyes.

"I like being in control. You are still letting me control this situation. Even as I am bound."

"Hmmm." he mused, caressing her cheek and looking into her eyes. "That makes me wonder - does some part of you not wish to be in control?"

She smiled.

"Does some part of you not want to strip my control away?"

"Ooooooh, very much so." he mused. His hands began groping her again. "But you've been so accomodating. Where shall I begin?"

She smiled.

"I have given you all of the necessary information."

"Mmmm." he smiled, then moved back. Rai'dah could see Emseralda now. She was a beautiful girl of about twenty years with greek features. She was looking up at the Assamite with smiling eyes.

"Lady Ra'idah, have you ever been collared on a leash?"

She smiled again. At least the girl was pretty.

"Many times."

"Hmmm. You enjoy being a 'pet' don't you?" he squeezed her breast again, rather hard.

She moaned.

"Not particularly. But I can act as such if the necessity arises."

"Hmm. To what purpose? I have seen how you dress. I have seen something of where your tastes lie. Surely, there must be some reason."

Having this conversation now? She blinked and shrugged.

"The way I dress is not a reflection of my taste or personality. It is simply that. Clothing. It covers me so that I am not wandering around nude."

"Mmmm." he pulled her head back by her hair suddenly again. "This does something for you? Takes away a bit of your control?"

She hissed softly.

"Yes."

"You want me to continue to do that, yes? Forcing your body to bend to my pleasure."

She whimpered softly.

"Yes."

He grinned pulling harder. "Good."

Two things happened simultaneously. Down below, Esme suddenly withdrew her warm tongue and reapplied the ice cube, teasingly. White himself reached out with his free hand and groped her right breast.

HARD.

This time she whimpered loudly. She closed her eyes and seemed to press herself into his hand.

Her hair was released... only long enough for his hand to stick a rubber ball gag into her mouth. He quickly fastened the strap behind her head. It was very tight, and kept her jaw open wide.

He leaned in and kissed her cheek. "I will return your mouth to you when I choose to make use of it, pet."

She looked mildly surprised to find a piece of rubber between her lips. But she nodded once to indicate that she understood.

"So glad you approve." he suddenly ducked behind her again, and a moment later, she felt the bite of the flogger once more. This time, he had been clever. The flogger had cracked against the side of her tender left breast.