Sophie the Pain Slut

How did this happen I keep thinking to myself as I look at the naked form of the most loved and beautiful girl in school. The sound of the vibrator buzzing away is drowned out as her moans increase in volume, she starts to shake and the chains holding her in place rattle with her movements. I raise the whip in my hand and lash out striking her across the back causing her to scream in a perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

I should probably back up a bit and start at the beginning. Sophie is the most beautiful girl in school with long flowing red hair, medium sized breasts that fit her slightly athletic figure and a perfect ass the seems to defy gravity, she has deep emerald eyes, pale white unblemished skin and plump pink lips. She is loved by everyone in school, all the girls wanted to be her and all the boys wanted to be with her. She was sweet and kind to everyone the perfect picture of innocence but for some reason she was cold towards me, we had been friends when we were young but since we started high school she had distanced herself from me and now acted like she hated me and because of this others stayed away from me now as well so school was rough.

I usually keep my head down and focus on my school work and music. School was over and I was walking across the grounds towards the gates, I had one earphone in my ear listening to some technical death metal when I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder, I paused my music took my earphone out and turned around. Sophie was standing there looking down at the floor, “Erm Alex.” She murmured, she looked up at me her eyes sparkling and blushing, she handed me a small slip of paper, “could you meet me at this address tonight at 8?” her voice wasn’t much more than a whisper.

“Um yeah, ok, sure.” I stammered, what the hell is going on? Why did she talk to me again now? Why does she want me to meet her later? So many questions run through my head, I considered not meeting her but if this would reignite a friendship with her then I would take the chance, I miss our friendship.

I went about the rest of the day trying to do everything I usually would but it was hard, I was extremely anxious because I didn’t know what to expect from my later meeting with Sophie, I looked at the piece of paper with the address on it then checked it on Google maps. The address was for a nonde*********** house on the outskirts of town.

I stopped in front of the house for a moment and took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves, it didn’t work so I reached out and quickly knocked on the door. A moment after I knocked the door it slowly opened to reveal Sophie standing there in a black dressing gown that stopped just above her knees and was pulled lazily open at the top revealing a little bit of cleavage, the black contrasted with her skin and enhanced the colours of her hair and eyes. I just stood there for a moment unable to speak or take my eyes off her all I could do was think about how beautiful she was.

She blushed and smiled, “please come in.” Her voice was soft and quiet almost embarrassed. I took off my shoes and she led me into the living room, she sat at one end of the sofa and I sat the other, there was a moment of awkward silence then I felt her shuffle across the sofa so she was sat right next to me. I looked round at her and could see that due to her shuffling her dressing gown had been pulled down revealing a considerable amount of cleavage. I quickly looked away embarrassed, she giggled, turned her whole body towards me and spoke, “what’s wrong?” she paused and when she spoke again her voice was husky, “don’t you want to look at me?”

I tried to answer her but got all flustered and ended up unable to actually speak. I was getting so embarrassed, suddenly she swung round and straddled my lap. Her dressing gown had bunched up around her stomach revealing the fact that she wasn’t wearing any underwear, her long legs looked smooth and pale like they were made from porcelain. Her breasts were almost spilling out of the top of her dressing gown showing just a sliver of soft pink nipple, I licked my lips without thinking and Sophie looked up at me, her whole face was blushed red but she had a small grin on her face.

She bit her lip seductively and all I could think was what had caused this sudden change, one minute she wanted nothing to do with me the next she was straddling my lap half naked. I could feel myself getting hard and Sophie must have felt it as well because she looked down at my crotch and grinned, “I might be able to help with that.” She laughed at my expression, my mouth was gaping open and my eyes felt like they were about to pop out of my head, “I want you to do something for me first.” She slid off me lightly brushing a hand over my obvious erection as she did, when she got to her feet her dressing gown seemed to just give up and fell off her leaving her standing there completely naked.

I was about to ask her about her parents coming home when she spoke again, “don’t worry this is my house, my parents don’t live here so we wont be interrupted.” Holy shit I thought, this was really happening. When I took a moment to react she reached down and took my hand like she was leading me to my feet, I stood and with her other hand she made the come her gesture, turned round and walked away still holding my hand, like an obedient puppy I followed. She led me through into the kitchen and then towards another door, we walked through it and she gently pushed me ahead of her and closed the door behind her, she gave me another gentle push and I descended the stairs down into the basement, there was another door at the bottom I opened it and stepped into the room.

The room didn’t looked like any basement I’d ever seen before it looked more like a dungeon or torture chamber, there were chains dangling from the ceiling, a wooden table, something that looked like a pointed version of those things you were supposed to vault over in gym, hanging from the walls was an assortment of whips, canes, handcuffs and other things that looked like torture instruments. I turned to her shock written all over my face, “what is this?” I asked her. She ran a hand down her body pausing over her breasts with it coming to rest over her pelvis, my eyes followed her hand and I could see moisture forming below her hand and running in light trickles down her thighs. I pulled my eyes back up to her face when she spoke, “this Alex is what I want you to do for me.” She paused biting her lip I glanced down and saw her hand slip between her legs and start rubbing her pussy, “I want you to hurt me.”

She saw the look of shock and confusion on my face because she continued, “I want you to dominate me Alex, I want to feel vulnerable, helpless, totally at your mercy, I want you to do whatever you want to me under one condition.” She walked over to me slowly, one hand still between her legs slowly stroking her pussy, “I want it to hurt.” I must have still looked shocked because she continued explaining to me that this room was designed with only two things in mind pain and pleasure and every toy or instrument in here was meant to provide one or the other or in some cases both.

I was hesitant but she told me this is what she wanted, she gave me what she called a safe word and told me that no matter how much she cried or begged me to stop that I shouldn’t stop unless she said the safe word and then I should stop as soon as it was safe. She told me to have a look around and tell her when I was ready, I looked around and was shocked at the collection of items, there was dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, nipple clamps, whips, canes, needles, hooks, handcuffs, candles, cattle prods, handcuffs, rope, blindfolds, gags and more. There was a table that stood at crotch height, chains dangling from the ceiling, metal rings in the floor and walls, a wooden stall, a chair and a bucket. I asked about the wooden thing that I still thought looked like the thing you vault over in gym and she explained it to me, telling me it was a wooden horse and that I had to get her to straddle it and because of its height she would have to stay on her tiptoes or it would dig into her pussy causing pain and discomfort.

I wasn’t sure about this but she had said I could do anything I wanted to her, she had licked her lips when she said this and repeated the word anything, she would let me know if anything was out of bounds by using the safe word.

I told her to stand facing the wall with her hands flat against it, I went over and picked up a single tailed whip I walked back over to her and lightly trailed it down her back, she shivered in anticipation. I flicked the whip out and it struck her making a soft slapping sound, Sophie put her hands on her hips and turned around, “what was that?” she asked I stumbled over my words and she interrupted me, “I told you, make it hurt.” She turned around and placed her hands back against the wall, before she could prepare herself I lashed out with the whip, it connected with her back and a sharp slap echoed through the room followed by a moan of pleasure, “yes more.” She moaned.

I lashed out again and the whip connected with another sharp crack, she squealed in pain and her hand shot off the wall and reached for her back, for some reason this action caused something in me to snap.