Catharsis

Eileen was in a bar with her colleagues from the hospital. She'd had a busy day seeing patients but the last one left an impression on her. The nature of her specialty meant that patients with no other options came to her, often they would not even know what was wrong. The unfairness of it all, and her powerlessness to change it, burned away at her.

She'd gone out with her colleagues not because she wanted to drink or wanted the company, she needed to be out of her office. She was vaguely aware of the conversations going on around her.

"Eileen?"

"Yes?" She said her attention returning to the room.

"You doing ok?"

"Yeah, today was hard." She said. "I should go home."

"Sounds like a good idea," her colleague said. "You look like you need some rest."

She didn't want to go home. She wanted to be in her lover, David's, arms, she wanted her brain to be quiet in the way that only he could subdue it. She wanted him to tell her what to do and make it all ok.

She left the bar and on her way to her car called David.

"Are you free tonight?" she asked. Getting straight to the point.

"What's up?" He enquired. "Not like you to come over on a whim"

"Difficult day. A kid with a horrible outlook and not getting better."

"I'm sorry you're going through that."

"It's ok. I had to tell the parents today." After a pause, David said:

"Sounds like you better come over."

"Thank you. I'll be there soon."

David put down the phone. His mind went to how he was going to prepare for her this evening. They were lovers but she was also His submissive. He instinctively felt that tonight was going to require tough love and he was going to have to get it right.

He got his restraints and a vibrator out of his toybox, cleaned them carefully, and put them to one side. In his living room he had a secret hook in the ceiling, he took the cover of that and attached the chain to it with a carabiner lock on the end of it.

He didn't have time to tidy as he usually would for her visits, but he did have a shower and got out his favorite pair of jeans and black dress shirt he enjoyed playing in. And, most crucially, put on the heaviest leather belt he owned.

He had just finished getting dressed when he heard her distinctive knock at the door. She was still in her nice work clothes, so tearing those off her was not an option this evening, but the thought went through his mind. He smiled to greet her.

She entered and put her forehead into his chest, she didn't meet his gaze. He put his arms around her and squeezed her tight.

"Hi." he said.

She replied with a sound of contentment; a formless word but the meaning was clear.

He put a hand between them and picked up her face and made her look at him. She glanced away. He put his hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss dissolved some of the tension she was holding as if she'd passed it through to him through their lips.

Her arms wrapped around him in an embrace as they continued to kiss. He started walking forward, maneuvering her as he went. Closing the distance between them and the nearest wall. When her back hit the wall, she realized she was trapped between the wall and him.

"Oh fuck!" she gasped, and her body began to groove as if inviting his hands to explore every bit of her.

He pushed home his advantage. With her stuck against the wall he began to kiss her neck, each kiss causing small gasps. Struggling to restrain himself, he bit her into her traps. She let out a low groan that lasted as long as his teeth were sinking into her.

Her groans made David instantly hard. He grabbed her by the hair on the back of her skull and pulled her head back. He looked at her with hungry eyes. The possibilities he was envisioning going through his mind: slap her, spit in her face, stick his fingers in her mouth...

He recovered himself and remembered his mission for the evening.

With her still between him and the wall. He ordered her:

"Get on your knees!"

She obeyed. Her knees found the space between his wide stance; settling into her place.

"Now get my cock out and put it in your mouth."

She explored his crotch with her hands and felt the hard cock beneath the jeans. She squeezed it. He smiled down at her.

"Yes, that's for you."

She smiled and began unbuckling his belt, pulling down his shorts. She took out his cock and explored it with her hands. She teased him with her tongue and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. It was working he felt his cock swell just a little more.

"All of it." he demanded "Let me help you." He gently lowered her head down his shaft with a fist in her hair.

"Hmmmmm" she groaned as she was breathing through her nostrils.

He held her in place for a few more seconds, allowing her to feel his already erect cock throb in her already full throat. He guided her back up not releasing her hair just yet. With his other hand, he wiped away some of the drool collecting around her mouth and chin as she was breathing heavily.

"Good girl" he teased. Combining cleaning up around her mouth with a caress of her cheek.

"Now take a deep breath"

She obeyed, but her eyes remained fixated on David's cock in front of her.

"Take an extra sip of air at the top, because you hold more than you think you can."

No sooner had she filled her chest with air, her head was forced all the way down him and it did not stop until her nose was compressed against his stomach.

"Stay there." He commanded. She settled herself, fighting the discomfort, fighting her body, but she had to do as she was told.

"Good girl, just like that."

He held her there for a time that was simultaneously a little too long but also nowhere near long enough. With a single motion, he pulled her head up and pulled her hair back to face him; he bent down to meet her mouth. Kiss her passionately cleaning up the drool around her mouth while adding to it with his own.

David stood up and motioned for Eileen to do the same. She was still fully dressed. He took off her cardigan and started to unbutton her blouse. He opened her blouse to reveal her small but firm feminine breasts hiding behind her bra.

She had a well-toned body that she both punished and cared for to give the appearance of a flesh-colored statue. Her body was firm and hard on the eye; she had the body and soul of a warrior. But so soft and feminine to the touch. David loved that her femininity was best experienced through touch, and that was his to enjoy.

He took a moment to enjoy her. Touching her body, caressing her breasts over her bra, feeling her nipple piercings, and pinching those gently for her reaction. He worked his way down to her pants. He undid her button to allow his hand to slide into her panties and the warmth of pussy.

David traced his finger around her moist lips. She was breathing heavily. He made eye contact with her.

"What am I going to find when I finger you?" He teased.

She looked down, embarrassed.

"Let's see, shall we?" He said playfully.

Cradling her pussy in his hand, he slid to finger between her lips and felt her warmth leak out of her down his fingers.

"Mhmmm! That's my girl!"

The penetration and being called His caused her head to rock back in pleasure and she gasped. He dove in a little deeper to soak his fingers on her juices. He slowly exited and put his fingers in front of her face making her smell herself.

"What's this?" David asked, with a raised eyebrow. "Does choking on my cock turn you on, Eileen?"

"Yes." She said, bathing in the embarrassment. "It turns me on so much."

"That's what you're for isn't it?" David said "Your throat is my cock sleeve."

She eagerly sucked his finger and devoured every trace of her from it.

"I think you are wet enough to use, but you can do better"

He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his own muscular body. He did not have a large frame but he was solid to the touch and he was strong and powerful as Eileen knew from experience. He took off this shirt, leaving him wearing only his jeans with his cock protruding out.

He embraced her and kissed her neck and traps. Mixing up kisses with nuzzling and using his teeth to gently gnaw on her. Using the closeness to remove the rest of her clothing. They were now facing in each other in their primal states. He picked her up, and as he did so, her legs and arms wrapped around him in a well-rehearsed move.

He carried her to his bed and placed her down gently. Her body knew she was where she was supposed to be. Her body opened up for him, her arms spread out and legs invitingly wide. Letting him know that she belonged to him; all of it was His.

Of all that was one display for him, he was fixated on her breasts. The firm, proud yet so soft breasts, decorated with bar piercings. He kissed one and groped the other, taking her nipples in his mouth and delicately biting down trapping the sensitive flesh between hard metal and teeth.

Eileen moaned in gentle pain, and twisted her body toward him, offering him her other breast. He accepted the invitation as he greedily kissed her other nipple. He bit her hard on the flesh of her breast to leave her with a small signature bite mark bruise.

"For you to enjoy tomorrow." He said warmly, with an edge.

When he was satiated, he reached down between her legs her to reveal the inviting warmth.

"That's more like it." David said, approvingly.

He secured her in place with his large hand around her neck. With his other hand, he inserted two fingers inside her slit, while making circles with his thumb on her clit. Her body swayed around in pleasure and her neck straining against his hand. Her breathing was occasionally coarse as the pressure on her neck oscillated with David's movement.

He could not take anymore, he had to have her. He lubricated his cock with her juices. He needed to fuck her. His lizard brain wanted to bruise her, damage her, and make her know that it belonged to him. But in an act of control, he slowly but unrelentingly penetrated her and not stopping until her pussy had engulfed his entire cock.

Leveraging his grip on her neck, he forced her body down even further onto him.

"Fuck you feel good!" David growled. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you." She breathed back.

He fucked her slowly at first, then more violently as he found his rhythm.

"Who does this pussy belong to, Eileen?" He spat.

"It's yours, David, you own that pussy."

That made his cock even harder.

He slowed the pace, right before he put his seed in her. Slowing down to savor the moment. He held her down by the throat he an act of controlled violence, and slowly released the pressure on her neck as he emptied himself into her.

He lowered himself down on her breathing heavily. He was totally relaxed and he felt part of her body that was supporting him. Taking in the bliss for a moment, he recovered himself. He went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

When he returned to the bedroom, Eileen was in the same place he left her. Her eyes were a thousand miles away and focused on nothing in particular.

David thought this might be the case.

He went over to his nightstand to find his leather wrist cuffs. This got Eileen's attention. Her eyes followed the cuffs as they approached her. She held out her wrists, palms up in an act of submission and to make it easier for David to secure them on her.

She was not sure what was coming but trusted that David knew what she needed.

He took her by the arm and led her back to the living room, her wrists bound together in front of her. He secured her hands above her head to the dangling chain he had prepared earlier.

She had just a bit of slack when she stood up straight. He wanted her taut.

"You are so strong, Eileen," David said. "What you're feeling as weakness is you being strong for too long."

"Tonight, you are going to let go."

She remained silent, accepting her fate, head bowed.

He picked up his jeans from where he left them earlier in the evening and removed the belt. He took it over to where Eileen was strung up. He placed the belt over her shoulder, she reacted slightly to the cold metal buckle dangle against her skin.

"I'll need this later."

He left her to consider this. In the meantime, he went to get her favorite vibrator and put it close by but out of her sight.

David walked up behind her, letting her sense his presence, but not physically feel it.

"You didn't cum for me tonight."

"No." She said. "I couldn't get there. I'm sorry."

"That's alright." David said, knowingly.

This wasn't unusual for Eileen, she had the most intense of orgasms of any woman he'd been with but her mind and body needed to be totally aligned for it to happen. And crucially she needed to let go, and feel like she deserved to.

He started by caressing her buttocks and squeezing her ass.

"Let's get this warmed up first."

Smack! He spanked her ass, hard. She let out a gasp. Just as she recovered from the shock of the first impact. Smack! On the other cheek.

He alternated sometimes spanking her several times on the same spot, causing her to tense up. Then backed off, and moved to the other side and did the same thing. He placed both palms of his hands on her ass and felt the warmth radiating off them.

"Warming up nicely."

He rubbed them gently to give a little relief. He took the belt off her shoulder. He saw her knuckles whiten as she gripped the chain that was holding her up. The rest of her body gave no sign and was resigned to what was to come. Her breathing was deep but gave no sign of distress.

He moved around her silently behind her and cracked the belt against the sofa causing her to jump. He stepped in front of her, her head was bowed, her eyes looking up at him. With the belt in one hand, he cupped one side of her face with his hand. Almost imperceptibly she leaned into his hand, he stroked her face gently -- a sort of "I'm proud of you in advance gesture".

With this unspoken understanding, she stood up a little straighter, prouder. He retook his position behind her.

"Count these down for me." David ordered. "Starting from 10, lose count and we start over. Wrong number, and we start over."

David stuck her across both her cheeks.

"Ten!" she said. Followed by a short sharp intake of breath, are ass briefly retreating but coming back to its place.

He allowed her a few seconds to recover, then struck her again.

"Nine!" This time with a hint of a groan in her voice.

"Good girl, you are doing well". She pushed out her ass invitingly; thwack!

"Eight! "

"Two coming up one after the other." She nodded.

He gave her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. Thwack. "Seven!" And then a backhand on the other "Six!"

Her legs were starting to shake now, and her breathing becoming strained.

"You're halfway, you are doing so well." Smack.

"Five!" She said with a hint of a whimper in her voice.

Her body was tense now. He placed a hand on her hip and gently moved her back so that her ass was protruding invitingly. He took aim and smacked her hard.

"Four!" She screamed. She was holding back tears now. Thwack!

"Three!" followed by some incomprehensible complaining.

"You are almost there, Eileen. You don't need to hold it anymore, I want you to feel every bit of these last two."

Her legs were wobbly but she remained standing. "Notice the heat on your ass, notice how it feels and radiates up your body. Notice how despite it all you are still standing. You can take more than you think." She basked in the agony few seconds, became comfortable with it, shared her existence with the pain. She began to cry.

"Good girl, let it out." Smack!

"Two!" She somehow articulated through the tears.

He lined her up one last time. "Ask me for this last one."

"Urgh." She sobbed. She composed herself sobbing. Then controlled and with composure she announced: "Please, smack me again. I want you to hurt me, please!"

Smack!

She screamed. "One!" she whimpered. David took her weight in his arms to give some respite to her legs. He moved around to her front and put her head on his shoulder. Tears flooding from her eyes now.

He undid her restraints. David picked up his girl and carried her over to the sofa. She was crying like a child. He comforted her, rocked her, and let her cry. He rubbed her back encouraging her to let it all out.

After several minutes the tears started to run on empty. She was melted and formless on David's chest, he put his arms around her and rocked her gently, as she made sounds of peaceful contentment.

He reached for the vibrator he had stowed away, placed it between her legs, and turned it on. Her body accepted it, synched with it. The reverberations moved frictionless through her body to her endorphin-soaked brain.

All the tension and hurt were gone, she was free. Her toes and fingers began to curl, and her body started to gently contort signaling an eruption beneath the surface.

David recognized the signs, he'd seen many times before. "Cum for me, Eileen; you've earned it!"

Her breathing was now so deep and getting faster. Eventually, she held her breath for what was both an instant and an eternity. She let out a guttural scream. "Oh my fucking god!! "She was grimacing through the ecstasy.

Her powerful body contorted and doubled her over. David held the vibrator in place, not giving her any respite. She placed her hand on David's wrist and imperceptibly tapped to signal she was done. He released his grip on her.

She giggled a little, in part at the embarrassment of the noise that she made. The giggling subsided as the relaxation overcame her.

She knew she'd done everything she could. She knew David was proud of her, and she felt proud of herself. She fell into a deep sleep on David's chest. David gently played with her hair and let her fall into stillness.