The Halloween party was in full swing by the time Jerrod arrived. Ghosts, pirates, vampires, fairies, witches and the odd Frankenstein danced around with drinks and finger food. A macabre cocktail party. He had never been to one of Mara’s Halloween parties which was surprising considering they had been friends since childhood.
Jerrod scanned the crowd hoping to glimpse Kel but she was nowhere to be seen. Kel and he met a couple of weeks ago, by chance when he dropped by Mara’s workplace and since then had seen each other every day.
Kel was something else; long brown hair, smoky grey eyes and though of a similar height to Jerrod she had a presence that made her seem taller somehow. In a room, she did not go unnoticed.
Jerrod felt two arms slide around his waist as a teasing mouth nipped at his neck.
“Hello lover, what kept you?” Kel whispered softly biting his earlobe.
“I got tied up,” Jerrod responded.
“By anyone I know?”
Jerrod laughed, she said this sort of thing often. He turned in her arms and captured her mouth with his for a hungry and searing kiss then stood back to appraise her. Kel looked stunning in a sort of vampiress get-up comprising a black corset, tight leather mini-skirt and thigh high boots. Jerrod caught his breath; add a whip and she was his fantasy domme come to life. Shivers coursed through him; he harboured hope.
“You look fantastic!” Jerrod said.
“Thank you. I see you are Han Solo, what a dashing hero you make. Pity you didn’t come as Chewbacca I could have lead you around in handcuffs.”
Jerrod figured on being Chewbacca at the next costume party and hoped it was soon.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“No thanks, maybe later, but for now…Mara has this place all decked out, come on let’s go have a look around. She even has a dungeon set up downstairs,” Kel winked at Jerrod as she lead him away.
The dungeon was really a lock up garage that Mara had converted for some extra Halloween atmosphere and for anything else her guests might want. There was a St Andrews Cross at one end and stocks at another. Various implements of torture hung from one of the walls, some for show, some for play. The crossed swords and axes added to the detail and the walls had been painted to look like bricks. A fake skeleton also hung from chains its mouth ajar as though in agony or perhaps ecstasy one couldn’t quite tell. Next to the fake skeleton was a hidden door that opened to a small bathroom, it stood ajar and Kel closed it off as she walked past.
Jerrod was amazed at how much work Mara had gone to and they both wandered around the room looking and touching various things.
“She’s gone to a lot of trouble,” Jerrod noted.
“Oh, she always puts on a great Halloween bash,” replied Kel.
“I’ve always been out of town, usually visit with family this time of year, so I’ve never been to one of her parties before.”
“Then we shall have to ensure this is one you won’t soon forget.”
Jerrod was staring at the St Andrews Cross.
“Where did she get this gear from?”
“Oh, borrowed it from a friend I believe. Fancy a go? A bad boy like you really deserves to be tied to one of these.”
Jerrod couldn’t believe his ears, he went to turn around but Kel was behind him and kept him in place. She gently marched him forward.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about it,” Kel nipped his earlobe again. “You try so hard to keep it inside but I see it, all that desire shimmering on the surface. You like it when I take over, don’t you? You find it exciting, it arouses you.”
It wasn’t really a question but Jerrod answered anyway.
“Then here is the perfect opportunity to see what fun we can have. Give me you left hand.”
Jerrod did as he was told and she secured the arm to the X-frame.
“Now the other.”
Kel took Jerrod’s other arm and secured that also. She had not secured him tightly just enough for him to feel immobilised but not so he didn’t feel he had lost all control.
“Ah, yes,” Jerrod was unsure but wanted to see where this might lead.
“Well now,” Kel continued, “let’s have a little chat shall we. I have a bone to pick with you.”
Kel slid her hands down the front of Jerrod’s pants and rubbed his cock which had already begun to swell whilst she tied him up.
“Not that bone, but oh my, you do seem to be enjoying yourself. However, that is not what I wanted to discuss. Here we are two weeks into a delightful romance and I think it high time we both come clean. You see, I don’t normally date men like you.”
“What do you mean, men like me?” Jerrod asked confused.
“I mean I don’t date vanilla men. Do you understand what I mean by that?”
Kel continued to explore him with her hands as she spoke; teasing his nipples, cupping his balls and biting his neck. He should be worried about someone walking in but at the moment couldn’t care less, surely, she had locked the door.
“Yes, I understand, but there’s something I should tell you.”
“You don’t have to darling, I already know. Couldn’t believe my luck.”
“How did you…” Jerrod broke off…Mara, damnit he knew he said too much the last time they got drunk together.
“Well Mara and I have been friends for a long time too and there isn’t much we don’t discuss. But, I digress, as I said I have a bone to pick with you.”
Kel’s hands continued their torturous play and he was as hard as rock though it seemed she wasn’t ready to grant him any satisfaction just yet.
“As I said, here we are two weeks into a delightful romance full of possibilities and what do I find out? You still have your profile open on Tinder. Asking you to close any profiles on dating sites obviously was not an explicit enough request. Perhaps I just don’t speak plainly enough for you? Hmm?” She pinched his nipples hard and Jerrod gasped out his answer.
“No, it’s not that, I just thought…”
“That I should keep my options open, in case you weren’t interested in…” Jerrod got out with difficulty and hung his head in shame.
“But I am and do you know what happens now?”
“I’ll close it immediately, now if I can use Mara’s computer.”
Kel laughed and nuzzled his ear. “Of course, you will just as soon as you are free to but for now punishment is in order.”
Jerrod didn’t think he could get any harder but her laughter, warm breath and that word made him feel dizzy with lust. He felt her hands at his belt and seconds later his pants falling to his feet. He desperately hoped he wouldn’t disgrace himself and come before she even touched him and God he hoped the door was locked.
Kel pushed Jerrod’s underpants down but they got caught on his erection. She yanked them freeing him to the cool air and gripped him in her fist to slide slowly up and down his length a few times. Jerrod gritted his teeth trying to hold himself together. Kel let go of him and raked her nails gently over exposed buttocks and gave them both a hearty slap.
“How lovely to see my handprint there, it is almost like a mark of ownership. In fact, that is very much how I feel right now. But that isn’t what we are here for. This is not a good angle for spanking with my hand, so I think I shall use a paddle instead. Agreed?”
“You’re doing wonderfully and later we shall discuss all this in depth but for now…well let’s get this punishment out of the way. I’m just going to the opposite side of the room and will be right back…don’t go anywhere.”
Tied to the St Andrews Cross Jerrod could do nothing of the sort and he heard the laughter in her voice at her own joke and smiled to himself. She couldn’t believe her luck? Neither could he. A moment later he heard her boot heels clicking across the floor toward him.
“Since this is our first time together like this I’ll keep it simple. A dozen you will receive, no a baker’s dozen since we will be toasting buns. You will count them out for me.”
Kel delivered the first six, with increasing intensity so the first was with enough sting to get his attention and the last with enough bite for him to realise he had to endure seven more.
“One…two…three…four…five…six…” Jerrod uttered aloud after each one.
“Nicely taken, but remember this is a punishment and I would like you to remember them for at least an hour or two, so are you ready for the next six?”
“Yes, I’m ready.”
“Ask me nicely.”
“Kel, please give me the last six.”
“Good boy.” Kel dragged Jerrod’s head back by his hair and kissed him ravenously which he returned with as much gusto.
Kel then laid on six of her best at full swing. She spaced them out so Jerrod could catch his breath after each one and delighted in his groans and moans.
“Seven… ..eight……..nine………ten….ohhh….eleven…..ahhhhh…..twelve. Thank you, Kel,” Jerrod said stoically trying not to show how much it had hurt or how much he cherished every one.
“Thanking me so soon? Why, we are not finished. A baker’s dozen consists of thirteen not twelve,” Kel said softly. It sounded to Jerrod as though she too was out of breath. Was it possible she enjoyed this as much as he did?
“Thirteen,” Kel continued, “unlucky for some, but not for us, not tonight. I’m going to untie you but want you to remain in the same position for this last one.”
“Okay,” Jerrod agreed, it’s only one more after all.
Kel let fly with the last spank and managed to catch him squarely across the tops of his thighs sending a searing pain through the area. He had thought the other twelve were hard but nothing compared to this last one and yelped in response.
“Get down on your knees now,” Kel ordered.
Jerrod did so without thinking and watched as Kel hiked her skin-tight skirt up to her waist. She wasn’t wearing any panties and the sight of her neatly trimmed pubic hair and soaked pussy made his mouth water.
“Put your mouth on me.”
And he did, with pleasure. Her taste overwhelmed his senses and her moans aroused him unbearably as he licked, sucked and caressed her intimate flesh. She held his head to her as his tongue speared into her, lapping at her wet core. He felt the fine tremors in her and continued his assault bent on ensuring her pleasure until he heard her cry out in delight and grip him tightly. His mouth was flooded with her essence and he eagerly drank her in.
Kel moved away from him, her chest heaving and looked down to see his cock as erect as before. She immediately pushed him onto his back and straddled him on the floor taking his shaft inch by inch into her hot depths. Finesse be damned, he gripped her hips as she rode him and muscles corded and straining he came with blinding intensity.
Jerrod held Kel tight to him as their breathing returned to normal. She pushed herself up to lean on his chest and look at his face.
“You alright?” she asked.
“Never better,” Jerrod grinned at her.
“Come on time to get back to the party, besides someone else might want to use this room.”
They used the hidden bathroom to clean up and put their clothes back in order. Kel kissed Jerrod and smiled.
“Well, they would have got a hell of an earful if they were listening at the door,” Jerrod said continuing the conversation.
“An eyeful you mean, I never locked the door.”
“What? Then all that time…Oh.”
“Yes, Oh. Don’t worry if anybody had come in they would just have been jealous at the delicious scene we made. Now, we have some other business to attend to do we not? Unless you have changed your mind. Best to speak up now.”
“No, quite the opposite my beautiful Kel, quite the opposite.”
“Then Happy Halloween, darling Jerro. Let’s go find Mara.”