Monica's Innocent Kink

I didn�t know Ace that well, so when he invited me to his birthday party, I
was a little surprised. We saw each other at The Underground and had danced
a few times, but I didn�t know what he did for a living or where he lived or
anything like that. I did think he was hot. He had a confident way of
walking into a room and commanding attention � not in an egotistical way,
just because he had a lot of masculine grace. He looked much taller than his
five foot eight frame and he was solid. I held his arms one time when we
were dancing and they felt like steel. I thought we looked good on the dance
floor. He usually wore the same thing: boot cut Levis, a black t-shirt and
black biker boots. I think he and everyone who knew him considered it his
uniform. I thought about my closet jammed packed with clothes and shoes and
thought Ace�s way was much simpler. Maybe I could adopt my favorite red
halter dress as my uniform. Nah, I was too much of a fashion slave.

It was Friday night and as usual my friends and I were hanging at The
Ground. It was the only fringe bar in town, a place where people who liked
sex that wasn�t vanilla could go and be themselves. The city council of
Oakville had been trying to shut it down for years, but had never succeeded.
The cops raided it enough, but all they usually found was a bunch of people
in black leather or vinyl dancing to Skinny Puppy. It was all pretty
innocent. The Underground was more as a segue � a meet and greet for people
to get together and possibly wind up somewhere else if they chose to. But
most of the people who lived in this small southern town were threatened by
it and did not want it to be part of their community. Other than that small
mindedness, Oakville was a great place to live: mild weather, wide
sidewalks, dog parks, and hardly any litter.

I didn�t want to drink much because I had a full schedule Saturday. I�d been
a real estate agent for the last ten years. Lately, there had been a kind of
boon, seemed like everyone wanted to buy a house here; I guess cause it was
close to Pineywoods, a much larger town, practically a city. From Oakville,
it was only a fifteen-minute drive to Leafy Crest Mall and there you could
pretty much get whatever you wanted or needed. All the places around here
were named for trees. There must have been a big grove here back in pioneer
days.

I was sweaty from grinding with Ace to the throbbing bass of For the Sake of
Sarah. After the dance, Ace kissed me lightly on the lips, and whispered the
birthday invitation in my ear.

�Sure, that sounds like fun,� I said. �When is it?�

�Tonight. It�s nothing fancy, but it feels special. Can you make it?�

�Well, I�ve got a pretty busy day tomorrow.�

�It won�t be too late,� he said. �I�ll have you home by midnight.�

�Where do you live, Ace?�

�In the warehouse district. I�ve got a loft in the Silo Building.�

�I love that place,� I said. �I sold several units there last year.�

�I�m leaving here in a few minutes. You could ride with me and then I could
bring you back to your car,� he said.

�Okay. Will there be a lot of people there?� I asked thinking I wasn�t in
the mood to socialize in a large crowd.

�No, not at all. It�ll be very intimate.�

It seemed strange to hear a tough guy type like Ace using the word
�intimate.� It made me like him a lot more. I saw Janine by the bar. She had
been one of my best friends since the sixth grade.

�Hold on Ace. Let me go see Janine for a sec. I�ll be right back.�

�Okay, I�ll just wait here.�

She looked as beautiful as ever with her thick red curls tumbling around her
perfect oval face.

�Hey Sweet Pea,� I said kissing her on the cheek.

�Hey Ella.�

�Are you going to Ace�s birthday party?� I asked.

She looked puzzled. �I wasn�t invited.�

I felt badly. Janine had had a crush on Ace for a long time.

�Huh, that�s odd,� I said. �I know he likes you.�

�When is it?� She asked.

�Tonight. He said it wasn�t a big deal.�

�You know he�s a top, right Ella. He doesn�t switch or anything.�

�I thought he was dominant, just judging from his energy. I don�t really
know him that well. Does he know about me?�

�Know what about you? You mean that you�re a lamb?�

�Yeah.�

�I don�t know, but considering his nature and yours, it�s a little
surprising that the two of you never hooked up. I hear he�s really good
though, safe,� Janine said. �If you�re uncomfortable, I�ll go with you.�

�I think it�ll be okay. It�s not like I�ve never been there before,� I said.
�He�s sure is sexy. I�ll call you tomorrow and let you know how it went.�

We embraced and kissed each other.

�Love you, Ella.�

�I love you too Nina.�

Ace was waiting patiently by the membership counter.

�Ready?� He asked.

�Yep,� I said.

�My car�s right out front.�

It wasn�t so much a car as a hotrod: a super souped up orange El Camino with
black racing stripes on the hood. The interior was black leather.

�Nice car,� I said, noticing the miniature handcuffs hanging from the
mirror.

�Yeah, she�s my baby, I got her from the junkyard outside town and spent
five years fixing her up.�

�What do you do Ace?�

�I�m a bonds broker for Mutual Trust.�

�Really?� I couldn�t hide my surprise.

�I know it�s surprising for someone like me. It�s kind of my other life,
I�ve got a knack for it, so it pays well. Then I come home and change into
my real self � the self you see now,� he smiled and put his arm around me.
�My loft is like my cocoon.�

We pulled up to the Silo. I didn�t remember it being gated. Ace put in the
access code and the arm swung up. The units must have sold well because
there were hardly any empty parking spaces. He was on the second floor. We
climbed the stairs and he dug for his key. The door was made of solid steel.
I thought, no one would be able to kick in a door like that. His condo had
exposed brick and steel beams, and eighteen-foot ceilings. It wasn�t so much
a cocoon as a chamber. It felt like a chamber � modern furnishings, looping
trance music. The place was spotless.

�Is anyone else coming Ace?�

�No. It�s just us. I hope that�s alright.�

�Yes, it�s alright,� I said.

�Listen Ella. I know you�re a subby. I�ve always thought you were exquisite,
so much so that I could never bring myself to approach you. Last week I
decided for my birthday, I wanted to give myself an incredibly special
present.�

For the first time since we walked in I noticed a cake with candles on his
stainless steel coffee table.

�What�d you get?� I asked.

�I haven�t had it yet, you�re the only one who can give it to me.�

�Me? What?�

�I want to own you. I�ll be good to you. I won�t do anything to you I
haven�t tried on myself to make sure it�s safe.�

I could tell he was nervous, but just saying his desire out loud aroused
him.

�It�s okay Ace. I�ve always wanted to be with you. I don�t know what took us
so long and even though I don�t know you that well, I feel safe with you. I
trust you.�

He walked over and wrapped his arms around me.

�I knew you�d be like this,� he said kissing me deeply. His tongue felt like
a warm oyster in my mouth.

�Happy Birthday Ace,� I said, returning his kiss. �Hey shouldn�t we light
the candles on your cake?�

�We will. Let�s do it right now.�

We walked upstairs to his unusual four-poster bed. The posts were not
wooden; they were made of six foot steel stakes. At various points, there
were large polished bracelet like grommets through the center of each of the
stakes.

�Lay down on you back,� Ace instructed.

I did what I was told. He slowly, almost lovingly undressed me and then
stood up and looked down at me.

�Ella, your body is gorgeous, so soft and curvy and pale. You�re perfect for
what I want. Thank you.�

He pulled out a box from under his bed and removed four velvet cuffs and a
blindfold.

�Give me you hands,� he said.

He placed a cuff on each wrist and each ankle and then with the expert
precision of someone who I was sure had done this many times before, he
spread eagled me to his bed. He checked the cuffs to make sure they were
tight enough, but not too tight. He walked out of the room and came back
with the cake. I realized that the candles were not the typical birthday
candles, but rather the kind you see in Jewish synagogues � the tall white
candles used in menorahs. Ace was watching me.

�These are the best candles. They burn at a slightly lower temperature.�

It was then I realized what he was going to do. I had had a lot of
experience as a submissive slave for masters, but I had never done wax. I
strained against the cuffs thinking of the pain.

�Shhhh,� said Ace. �You need to surrender. You look so beautiful. I love
your breasts. I love how pale you areolas are � that�s how I like them a
creamy kind of pink. I don�t like dark brown ones. I�m going to blindfold
you now. You�ll be surprised by every drip.�

The world went dark. Suddenly I did very much feel like I was in a cocoon
and Ace was transforming me. I was expecting fire, but the first thing I
felt was ice.

�I need to get your nipples up,� he said rubbing the cubes over my breast.
Rivulets ran down the sides of my breasts and my stomach and made a tiny
pool in my navel.

�Ahhh, that�s it,� he said. �God, you�re so fucking beautiful.�

I felt a sharp pinpoint of heat as hot wax capped my nipple. I gasped and
arched my body.

�Be still Ella.�

His aim was good. He concentrated first on my nipples coating layers and
layers of droplets on me and then he started moving outward. It felt like
hot rain on my breasts and like a distant storm it quickly took on a
soothing feeling like something bigger than me existed in the world. I lay
still and let Ace cover both my breasts with dripping wax. I guessed from
the sound of striking matches that he had used at least half the candles by
now. What could be next? I felt his warm calloused hand on my inner thigh. I
jolted, trying to put my legs back together. As a submissive, I would of
course consent, but I didn�t want this.

�It�s alright Ella. I�m going to release you from the cuffs, and I want you
to turn over for me. I won�t take your cunt if you don�t want me to, but I
want your ass.�

I was relieved and when he removed the cuffs, I obediently turned over.

�You have a gorgeous bottom. Not like those pencil waifs I work with. You
are so womanly, so fuckable.�

He massaged my ass with both of his hands. I heard the strike of a match.
The wax dripping on my ass felt differently than it did on my breasts. The
pleasure and pain were mixed together, but the sting of fire wasn�t as deep.
It was like getting whipped with rose stems. I loved the feeling. It was
like a trance, like another dimension. I turned my head and saw that all the
candles on the cake were gone except one. Ace caressed my body and with his
fingers tenderly pulled and scraped the wax from my breasts and ass. He went
to the bathroom and came back with a warm towel and bathed me. He pulled me
up and held me in his arms.

�Thank you Ella.� He placed the cake between us on the bed and lit the
solitary candle.

�Happy Birthday Ace. Make a wish.�

�I�ve already gotten my wish,� he said and with a soft warm breath, blew the
candle out.

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Miranda was in beautiful Cabo San Lucas on vacation. A well deserved
vacation since she hadn�t taken one in three years. Now was the perfect
timing since she had just split up with her boyfriend before she left. She
had been here for six wonderful days and wasn�t ready to leave but tomorrow
was her last day. She was sunning on the beach when she saw him. A God, the
most gorgeous man she had ever seen! He had long, dark, wavy hair, beautiful
bronzed skin, and muscles protruding everywhere. Miranda thought she was
dreaming until he looked directly at her and smiled the wickedest smile she
had ever seen. He walked up and picked up his towel which was lying right
beside her never saying a word. Miranda stared at his gorgeous, tight ass as
he walked away wondering what it would be like to hold onto that ass while
he was pumping his hot cock into her.
�Snap out of it girl you are dreaming, you are never going to see him
again.� she thought to herself.
She leaned back dreaming of him a little longer before going back to her
hotel room.
Later that night there was a party on the beach thrown by the
hotel. At first Miranda wasn�t going to go to the party but then she figured
what the hell she needed to get laid at least once on this vacation before
she left tomorrow. She showered and put on a sexy purple flowered sundress
and sandals. She wore her long, blonde hair up on top of her head because it
was a hot, muggy night. She went down to the party. There was a lot of
people, loud music, and alcohol. She went over to the bar to get a drink.
When she looked up he was staring at her from across the beach.
�Oh shit, it�s the gorgeous God from earlier today. What do I do?� she
thought to herself.
Before she could move he was standing in front of her. He took her drink and
her hand and led her away from the party. They walked on the beach for a
while without ever saying a word. They stopped at a small secluded area back
off the beach. There was a beautiful waterfall and a beautiful moonlight. He
turned to face her and kissed her with the most passion she had ever felt.
Her knees were buckling beneath her.
Then he said, �I have wanted you since I first saw you this
morning lying in the sun. You looked so sexy like you were lying there just
for me.�
Miranda stood there silent for a moment before she replied, �I
am all yours for tonight.�
He kissed her again with more fierceness this time like he couldn�t get
enough of her. She knew she would never get enough of him. She was already
dripping wet and aching so badly for him. He pressed against her and she
could feel his rock hard cock bulging through his pants needing, wanting to
be set free. Just as she started to unbutton his pants he walked away from
her tore off all of his clothes and jumped in the water.
He smiled that wicked smile at her and said, �Are you coming or
are you just going to stand there?�
Before she knew it Miranda was naked and in the water pressed against him.
They kissed feverishly and then swam under the waterfall where they kissed
even more. She could still feel his rock hard cock pressed against her
belly. She groaned wanting him inside of her. She reached down and grabbed
his cock taking him by surprise. She stroked him and caressed him until she
thought he would explode. He groaned loudly with pleasure. He grabbed her by
her ass and pushed his cock between her legs.
�I can�t take it anymore you are driving me fucking crazy! I
have to have you now!� he told her.
�I want you inside of me, deep inside of me now.� she replied.
In one swift moment he was inside of her. He felt so good she didn�t know
how long she would last.
�Oh my God you feel so fucking good. Fuck me, fuck me now!� she
screamed at him.
He did just that plunging deeper and deeper into her unto he thought he
would be lost forever inside of her. He moaned so loudly she thought the
whole island would hear. She wrapped her legs around him leaning back into
the water. He thrusted harder and harder into her while she rubbed her clit.
He watched her rubbing her clit and he couldn�t take it any longer.
�If you don�t quit rubbing your clit I am going to cum!� he told
her.
�Good fuck me hard and release your hot, sticky cum inside of me. I want all
of it. I want you to fill me up.� she answered.
�Oh fuck,� he hollered �I am going to cum!�
�Oh yes, yes, yes!� she screamed as she came on his hard stiff cock.
At the same time Miranda felt his warm cum filling her wet, dripping pussy.
She didn�t think it was ever going to stop. She leaned back up hugging him
tightly and kissing him lightly on the lips.
�Now what?� she asked. �Do I even get a name?�
�It is Carlos.� he replied. �And yours?�
�I�m Miranda. It�s very, very nice to meet you Carlos.� she
answered.
They swam for a little while longer making love many more times that night.
The next morning he was gone leaving her a note saying �Glad we met hope I
made your vacation fun and memorable. Love, Carlos�
�You have no idea how fun and memorable� she thought as she grabbed her
belongings and left the room. On the flight home she thought about him and
how this vacation had turned out to be quite enjoyable and one she would
never forget.

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