2. Pleasure and Pain in Berlin

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I've just had one of the most intense orgasms of my life in an incredibly hot threesome, but instead of feeling satisfied, it's as if something has been awakened in me, a hunger in my body that calls for more. One round is not going to be enough tonight. Our bodies are still a sweaty tangle on the four-poster bed.

That other room, the one behind the door marked pain? Milo perks up at that. Are you sure? I can feel a flush rising to my cheeks, but my heartbeat quickens in a way that says, yes, or at the very least, I'm curious to find out.

Now that's my girl. Let's go expand our horizons. The two of them talk me through a whole bunch of things I've never even considered before.

My kinky fantasies and hard no's, how to know the difference between an exciting edge and too much. By the end of our conversation, I have a safe word, a yes, no, maybe list, and a throbbing desire that desperately wants to be explored. We get dressed and Eva takes my hand as the three of us leave the pleasure room and walk back down the neon lit hallway.

And then we're there at the threshold to a whole new world. My heart is starting to beat faster. I nod firmly and tell them that I'm ready.

He leads us through the door into the pain lounge, and I am surrounded by sights and sounds I've only ever imagined. There are people all around displaying their fetishes and deepest desires without inhibition. Blindfolds, people strapped on giant X-shaped structures and being flogged, a sub wearing a chastity cage around his cock and balls, and a thick leather collar.

He's being led on a leash by his dominatrix, lovers everywhere doing all sorts of wicked things and losing themselves in ecstasy. It seems that pain and pleasure aren't separate things after all. Eva excuses herself for a moment, promising to come find us soon.

Apparently they have a regular locker here where they keep their toys and other gear. I guess I still have plenty to learn about my best friend. While she's off getting whatever she might have in store for us, Milo guides me to a smaller room off the backside of the main area.

Inside is another bedroom, this one distinctly less romantic, yet somehow even sexier than the last. All hard lines, metal and steel. Sturdy rings welded into the headboard and footboard, and mounted anywhere on the walls and ceiling you might possibly want to restrain someone.

I do as I'm told, then he leads me to the bed. There's an edge and a hunger in Milo's voice now. My pussy starts to swell just thinking about what it will feel like to submit to them fully.

I climb onto the mattress on my hands and knees, then press my palms against the headboard. Cool, metal against hot skin. Like this? He smiles and suggests I hold onto the top to better support my own body weight.

Unless I want more of a challenge, he says, trailing off. I'm not sure if it's a promise, or a threat, or both. Ooh, very good pet.

I see you've wasted no time. I turn to see her standing in the doorway, a black duffel bag slung over one shoulder and decked out in a black corset with long black latex gloves, skin-tight latex pants, and tall patent leather boots with a stiletto heel. I've always known how attractive she is, but never before this moment have I lusted for Eva so much.

With that same wicked grin on her face, she walks slowly over to the bench by the wall opposite the bed and sets down her bag. She casually pulls open the zipper, never breaking eye contact, and presents Milo with a silk blindfold. We'll begin with some light sensation play to help get you in the scene.

I don't mention that I don't need any help dropping in, because I can sense that she's teasing and tempting me slowly on purpose. Milo ties the silk over my eyes, and now, without vision, the rest of my senses are on high alert. I feel the warm brush of Eva's lips on mine, wet and soft, and then her strong yet feminine hands guiding me back to the bed.

Lay down on your back. I obey, reaching up to grip the edge of the headboard tightly. I can sense them around me now, but I can't quite tell exactly where they are in the room.

With all this unknown, every nerve in my body becomes significantly more sensitive and aware. Even the passing breeze against my skin from the air conditioning vent feels like a physical caress. Suddenly, I feel a small pad of leather, probably a crop, running up along my thigh.

I arch lightly into the sensation. She's so eager and needy. Show me how wet she is.

I can feel the crop moving lower between my legs, lightly grazing my entrance, and I gasp at the attention to my clit before the stiff leather is suddenly drawn away. Quite wet indeed. Now there's a colder sensation of metal being dragged along my breasts.

I can't quite tell what it is until suddenly my nipples are clamped. The shock of the pleasurable pain makes me release the headboard. My punishment is immediate as the crop is quickly brought down against my thigh.

The pain is shocking, but it only serves to light a fire within me. I do as he instructs, panting heavily. Please.

But I'm not even sure what I'm begging for. I just need more. I hear his pants drop to the floor, followed by the wet sounds of Eva sucking his cock and the low, gentle moans of his pleasure.

Then I feel the bed shifting as he moves onto it and positions himself between my legs. I nod pleadingly, hands gripping the headboard tightly, but instead of his body, I feel the crop being dragged slowly up my inner thigh again, then slapping my clit gently in sync with firm, rhythmic strokes that are rocking the mattress, but which I cannot feel. I can't see a thing, so I'm just laying here trying to concentrate on not moving my hands.

Desperate for whatever might come next, my clit throbbing, but my whole aching for anything at all to fill it. Eva's soft fingers are running along my clit now, stroking me lightly, teasingly, and then finally, light pressure against my opening, but only for a moment, and then again, and again. It isn't Milo's cock at all, but his balls slapping into me as he jerks off above me, just centimeters away.

It's far more stimulating than I would have expected, and it's driving me crazy. One of my hands slips from the headboard, and the crop comes down again hard, spanking my other thigh. Fuck! I cry out, grabbing the headboard desperately.

You may not come without permission, you understand? I manage to tell her yes. I'd say yes to anything right now, just as long as they keep giving me more.

Yes. Eva rubs my clit again in circles, harder now than before, sending electric shocks up and down my body. Before I know it, I'm rising, peaking.

Please, may I come? Mm-mm, not yet. Eva is cool, calm, and completely in control of my pleasure.

I do everything I can to hold back the energy that is building and straining for release. Milo groans, and I feel warm liquid spurting across my chest as he comes. My nipples pulse hard beneath the clamps, but the rest of my body feels like it's floating, belly fluttering in anticipation.

Eva laughs and leans over me, kissing me on the mouth. Such a good girl. She taps my nose before moving away again.

Moments later, I hear someone strike a match, and the sharp smell of sulfur curls into my nostrils. I want to see just how much pain my little pet can take. Milo, do help her, would you? I hear him kiss her quickly before moving to the other side of the room to get something else from the duffel bag.

Then I feel a toy of some kind between the lips of my pussy, sliding gently up, then down, being lubricated with my own wet juices. Eva tells me that if I'm a very good pet, I won't make a single sound. Such good behavior will be rewarded.

She asks if I understand, and I nod, already following her instructions. What a good pet. Go on then, Milo, reward her.

He switches the vibrator on, and I feel a low, pulsing sensation against my folds, just barely grazing my clit. I gasp sharply, but bite my lip to make sure I don't utter a sound. Now we wait.

I have no idea what's coming, and the pleasure and anticipation and fear swirl together inside me, my head practically spinning as I try to focus on not moving my hands. Then it comes, a sudden, searing burn as the hot wax drips onto my right nipple, pain that quickly twists into an intense kind of pleasure. Very good.

Let's take it up another level, Milo. I can hear the purr of a vibrator leveling up as the pulsations grow stronger, almost in time with my heartbeat. I'm panting heavily and my legs are shaking, wanting to open and accept it within me.

It's an odd and confusing moment, trapped between the sharp bite of pain and pounding of pleasure. My body and mind don't know what to make of it. Another drip of wax lands on my ribs and I hiss.

Ah, ah, ah. Bad pet.