Crossing Diana

Crossing Diana

 

A million things were going through Diana’s mind as she drove to her Master’s farm.  What did he have in store for her this weekend?  She looked forward to it, anticipating the pleasure mingled with delicious pain.  Diana had dabbled in BDSM early in her marriage but it was outside her husband’s comfort zone so it had gone the way of the Dodo and now with his blessing she was again exploring the joys that only BDSM can give those who partake of its many facets.  Her Master was a kind, caring man in a similar predicament to herself; they had met online and had decided to take it to the next level in real life.

 

He had sent her an email with her instructions.  She was to come to his farm just outside the city in a semi rural area.  There they would have plenty of privacy and could play indoors or out depending on the weather.  For the journey there, Diana was to wear an overcoat.  She was to be completely naked underneath the coat and she was to call in at the local shop and buy him a newspaper, a bottle of bourbon and some chocolate.  A simple task to be sure but one that filled her with trepidation. What if the coat came undone while she was shopping?  At the same time the prospect of being seen like that was a real turn on.  She felt like a kid stealing an apple and not getting caught.  Her pussy was already moist as she pulled up at the store.  Thankfully hers was the only car in the parking lot and she set about buying the items Sir had instructed.  The clerk was bored and reading a magazine and apart from greeting her as she walked in kept his nose buried in the magazine.  As Diana walked through the shop she could feel her nipples rubbing against the silk lining of her coat, they were so erect it almost hurt and it just added to her excitement.  She purchased the items and noticed the clerk appreciating her hard nipples as she paid him.  She blushed slightly and made her way back to the car to continue the journey.  She pulled out of the car park onto the road that led to the farm and couldn’t help parting her legs and giving her pussy a stroke.  She was amazed at how wet she was and the temptation to pull over and masturbate was tempting but she knew Sir was waiting.

 

The farm was a beautiful property, one hundred and fifty acres of pasture and forest with the house set back on the property and surrounded by forest and hidden behind a small hillock.  A gravel track led to the house terminating in a circular driveway.  As she pulled up Sir was waiting on the verandah, a big smile on his face, obviously pleased to see her.  He walked out to the car and opened her door and took her hand as she disembarked from the car.  He pulled her to him saying nothing and kissing her deeply.  He sucked greedily on her tongue as did she on his and he unbuttoned her coat and slid it off her shoulders exposing her to the warm morning sun.  She had Goosebumps partly from the sudden exposure and partly because of her arousal.  Sir reached down and slid his fingers into her slick, wet, slit and gently rubbed her now hardened clit, causing her to thrust her hips in time with his stroking.  He bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, savoring the feeling of its erect state and then did the same to the other.  Diana’s head was spinning, here she was naked, outdoors and on the edge of a mind numbing orgasm and she had barely been there 5 minutes.  Her hips were moving of their own volition and as she teetered on the brink of orgasm she remembered to ask for permission to come.

“Please Sir may I come” she managed to somehow get out, and she looked up into his eyes pleadingly.  He smiled as only he could and she feared he would forbid her.

 

“Come my angel, my little slut, come for me and we will go inside.”

 

Diana’s hips bucked and ground against his hand, her pussy gushed as she came sending juices down the inside of her thighs.  She would have fallen had Sir not had his arm around her back to support her.  Her mind was a million miles away yet present in the moment as her orgasm sent her spiraling through time and space and then she was back looking into Sir’s warm caring eyes.  He took her weight while she recovered and then they gathered her things and went inside.

 

Diana showered and dried herself still a little light headed after her orgasm.  She looked at her reflection in the mirror and was glad she had looked after herself.  She made her way downstairs still naked as per Sir’s instruction and set about making them both some brunch and they ate bacon, eggs and toast with a nice steaming coffee.  Sir read the newspaper as was his habit leaving Diana at a bit of a loose end.  She fidgeted with some uneaten toast wondering what she should do.  An idea occurred to her and she slowly slid down her chair onto her knees and slipped under the table.  Diana had a craving for some cock and decided it was time to suck Sir’s cock.  She fumbled with the fly surprising him a little and he made her job easier by opening his legs and allowing her full access but keeping up the pretense he was reading.  She undid the button of his jeans, unzipped the fly and took out his cock that was semi hard.  She stroked it as she looked at it.  It wasn’t huge but it wasn’t small either, it was circumcised and as she stroked a tear of precum appeared in the eye.  She tongued the eye and looked up at Sir who was beginning to loose interest in the paper quite rapidly and gave him a look of lust filled hunger, then proceeded to engulf his cock with her mouth and sucked it like there was no tomorrow.  Sir allowed her to do this for a couple of minutes and then told her to kneel up and hold her tits together while he fucked them.  Diana did as she was told, enjoying the sensation as his hard cock thrust between her tits, every now and then managing to get her mouth around the head.  She could feel her juices running down the insides of her thighs again and she marveled at what a wanton woman she had become.  Suddenly Sir stopped thrusting and stepped away.

 

“Is there something wrong” Diana asked alarmed that he hadn’t come.

 

“No my angel, it’s just time for some fun.” and he smiled.

 

He did up his jeans and removed his shirt exposing his strong upper body and well muscled arms.  Diana looked at him taking in the view appreciatively.

 

“All right my pet it’s time for a whipping and your crucifixion, come outside.”

 

Diana wasn’t sure she had heard him right and hesitated.

 

“Now.” He barked in a tone that brooked no refusal.

Diana got to her feet and followed him outside and he led her to the whipping frame.  She hadn’t noticed when she arrived but there were whips and floggers laid out on a table next to the frame.  Sir bound her hands together and pulled them over her head stretching her to allow full access to her body with the whip.  She felt a little apprehensive but trusted Sir implicitly and part of her ached to feel the whip snaking around her body.

 

“Angel I want you to trust me.  I’m going to use a very light single tail whip on you.  It will hurt a little and leave beautiful red stripes but they will fade and remember if it is too much use your word. Ok.”

 

Diana nodded and Sir readied himself.  His arm drew back and he sent the whip snaking around her back to impact across her tits with a slapping sound and causing them to bounce.  Diana squeaked more out of surprise than pain and looked down to see a thin red line form just above her nipples.  The next stroke impacted squarely across her nipples.  It sent a stinging burning sensation to her brain, both pleasurable and painful at the same time.  The next stroke wrapped around her ass and impacted just above her pubic hair.  Seven more were distributed evenly over her body leaving vivid red stripes on her skin.  She felt their fire and marveled at how that fire transmuted into pleasure.  Sir paused and walked up to her and traced the lines across her breasts, pinching her rosebud nipples then tracing the other lines.  He reached down and stroked her cunt which dripped honey thanks to the whipping and now his ministrations with his hands.

 

“Ah angel do you know how beautiful you look stretched like that and dancing for me under the whip?” 

 

He walked back to his position not waiting for an answer.  The whip curled and snaked out again wrapping around her ass and impacting across her pussy lips.  It almost seemed like it was trying to fuck her of its own volition.  The pain caused her clit to buzz maddeningly.  Sir watched her carefully not wanting to cause pain that would detract from the pleasure she was now experiencing.  After another nine lashes that made twenty in all Sir decided Diana had had enough and again walked to her and ran his hands over her body.  Diana moaned softly betraying the lust she felt and for the second time that day floated in subspace, observing everything from a place seemingly outside her body. 

 

Sir lowered her arms and grasped the rope that bound her wrists and pulled her towards a mound where the cross was laid.  He unbound her hands and laid her on the cross.  He tied her wrists firmly to the cross piece with soft rope and stood back to admire her.  She looked so beautiful laying there looking up at him her eyes filled with trust, the red lines from the whipping beginning to fade a little but still noticeable on her white skin.  He bent over and squeezed her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples, causing her hips to rise as the sensation coursed through to aching clit.  He then tied her feet soles flat on the upright and stood back to again view his handy work.  God she looked gorgeous and it was all he could do not to fuck her senseless there and then.

 

“Alright angel it’s time I raised you.  I’ll do it as gently as I can but there will be a bit of a jolt as the cross hits the bottom of the hole. Ok.”

He raised the cross and it slid neatly into the hole and he secured it with earth and some wooden wedges and Diana hung there crucified in all her glory.  Sir’s cock was bulging underneath his jeans and he couldn’t help but unzip his fly and take it out and he slowly stroked it as he looked up at her.

 

The scene was surreal and Diana was amazed that she had quite calmly allowed herself to be crucified.  The sensation as the cross was raised was incredible.  She was tied securely to the wood and surrendered herself to the sensation as she was lifted from the ground to hang between heaven and earth.  Her legs took her weight as the cross became vertical and the strain on her arms told her that she probably wouldn’t last long in this position.  She pushed up with her legs easing the strain and settled into a rhythm of easing down and pushing up as her chest became tight and she needed to breathe more easily.  The Romans called it “the dance”.  Sir had a piece of wood in his hands and was moving towards the cross.

 

“Angel this will make things a little easier for you.  You will be able to rest your weight on it.”

 

He put it in position between her legs and stepped back to see her reaction to the sedile.  Diana lowered herself onto the wood, it nestled between her soft pussy lips, spreading them slightly and she was grateful for the respite it gave her arms.  All good things must come to an end and it was not long before the welcome resting place became a nasty infiltrator and she had to push up and let the blood flow back into her mound.  Diana couldn’t see it but the piece of wood had provision for an attachment and Sir had decided it was time for the attachment to be put in place.  It was a small rubber dildo probably about four inches long and she would have to decide whether it would penetrate her ass or her pussy.  She waited as long as she could then lowered her dripping cunt onto the dildo.  The sensation as it penetrated her was delicious and she found new strength to begin the dance anew.  Sir stood there stroking his cock as she danced on the cross.  Diana looked down at him as he did so wishing his cock was in her mouth and this helped quicken her thrusts up and down on the dildo.  Her juices were flowing freely and she was rapidly approaching orgasm.  Sir moved forward and started to massage her clit as she ground her hips and cunt into the dildo.  Her breath was coming in gasps and she grunted unashamedly, her lust at an all time high.  She looked down at Sir and the need in her eyes was incredible.

 

“May I come please Sir.” She said.

 

He simply nodded unable to speak such was her affect on him.  Diana’s back arched as she bore down on the dildo, her tits thrust out and she screamed as she came.  Her pussy ejaculated a stream of fluid that hit Sir in the chest surprising him at first but delighting him also.  Diana thought she would lose her mind her orgasm was so powerful.  It was like she stood on a mountain and all creation was laid at her feet.  She was in awe that she could feel this way.  Sir took her down from the cross and carried her to the house in his arms.  He laid her on the bed and took off his jeans and boots, his cock was nearly bursting and he had to fuck her.  Diana spread her legs and reached out for him and he fell on her passionately, kissing her neck and whispering how beautiful she was in her ear.  His cock entered her and he began to thrust.  Diana wrapped her legs around him finding a new reserve of strength and met his thrusts eagerly crying out for him to fuck her like the dildo had on the cross.  Her orgasm began unbidden and her cunt milked Sir’s cock as it convulsed again and again taking him over the edge.  Jet after jet of white hot cum coated the inside of her pussy and leaked out around his thrusting cock and he collapsed to her side exhausted.

 

They lay there and laughed at each other as they breathed hard from their exertions with Sir noting that she had come without permission and would have to be punished later.  Diana laughed and couldn’t wait, but first she needed some sleep and she drifted off listening to Sir breathing and his beating heart.