The Room of Requirement

Chapter 4 The Room of Requirement


Jenny turned sharply around and, one hand on her chest, took in the scene before her. There was a man standing tall and imposing in floor-length black robes. He had coal black eyes to match black hair that grazed his shoulders and fell in curtains around a long, pale face. His nose was rather large and although he was clean-shaven, she could imagine a pointed beard and moustache that would enhance his fiendish appearance. He looked at her as if to be indifferent and appraising but with a flash of something in his eyes that belied his dismissive manner. Need. Lust. Yes, that was it. Having spent a life trying to please others, Jenny had learned to read people fairly well. A shift in the aura of the two occurred, as if a lock clicked into place, and she knew he liked what he saw. This man radiated a controlled power that made her shiver. He was not handsome, truly, but he was immensely compelling. This was her fantasy man! He walked (or rather, stalked) around her and she resisted the temptation to follow suit by turning around. Suddenly he was behind her breathing in her ear: “Do you know why you are here tonight? What will be expected of you?”
“Yes,” she replied, more confidently than she felt.
“Tell me,” he ordered her. Her mind raced as her instincts kicked in. What she answered, however, was apparently inadequate as she had her shoulder length brown hair being pulled sharply back. She felt her heart stop. What did he want her to say? Why was she here? Why did she want to be here? She was so sure all those times she fantasized about this, but she had still been in control then, hadn’t she? This is what she wanted. Her second try yielded a sharp pinch to her nipple and a threat for all to end before it began and then the answer came to her without conscious thought and she said it. Submission. He murmured an endearment to her and she was rewarded with a soft stroke down her neck and the side of a breast. She felt a surge of achievement. She had pleased him! He had barely touched her yet she already wanted to please him and feared he would stop or that she would wake and this would be over. He spoke of rules and she tried hard to pay attention through the haze of unreality. As quickly as a bolt of lightening, his hand shot out and pinched her other nipple. She was almost unable to suppress a yelp. He ordered her to take off her gown. She complied and he proceeded to study her intently. She felt more naked than ever before and looked down at the floor feeling her face get hot. This man could see through her and his appraisal left her nervous that he would find her wanting. Jenny felt a heady combination of fear and arousal. She saw his feet walking away from her and he returned shortly. She risked a gaze upward and saw that the lust in his eyes had grown. He stretched out a hand towards her and held out a piece of cloth that Jenny realized was a blindfold. “You will put this on,” he said in a manner to brook no rebuke. She felt him behind her again, and this time he began touching her. Oh, the most light but firm touches! She felt shocks of sensation low in her belly and tried to move into his hands to get more of the touch she craved. He chuckled darkly and she thrilled at his control of her and his pleasure. He touched her in places ignored by others and these spots seemed painfully sensitive. Again and again he bypassed her nipples and her core and the ache to have him explore these places became an ache so great she felt as if she would die. Just as she could bear it no longer, he abruptly stopped and stepped away from her. Where was he! Her heart beat in staccato as her stomach dropped in fear and disappointed lust. He seemed gone for an eternity, but in reality it was perhaps a minute or two. She felt the whisper of breeze nearby and sudden wet coldness on a nipple that made a stab of sensation shoot down to her core. Ice! He traced the ice on her chest as he made both rose colored nipples harden to sharp points. He removed the cube and before she could take breath, it was on her lips and in her pussy. Her legs buckled and he stepped back, allowing her to fall.

He was displeased! Desperation sliced through her. She could barely think straight but heard him order her up and to the bed. He guided her there a bit roughly and pushed her down to bend over. She felt him return the ice to her throbbing cunt and hold it there as the cold became frigid and painful. Jenny felt her parts would freeze and drop off before long, but thankfully the ice melted. She briefly experienced the joy of relief when he smacked his hand down hard on her bottom. She yelped in surprise and he made to silence her and continued his assault until she could not control the leaking of tears from her eyes, shut despite the blindfold. She was beyond hearing his whispered words of succor when his hand began to gently stroke and soothe and then slip down further. She found her lust surging back at his stroking of her folds and felt wetness trickle down her thighs so she complied in repeating his words as he instructed, yes, she was naughty and wanton and desired nothing more than for him to fuck her until she lost consciousness traveling to the world where lovers dream and pleasure. She would readily do anything for this man. When he ripped off her blindfold and ordered her to her knees she complied willingly. She wrapped her hand around his considerable length and began to lick the salty drop from his head. He was thick and long and she wondered if she could take him all in. She licked the vein along the length of his shaft and sucked the empurpled head. She felt him urging her on with his hands and heard his moan when she almost swallowed his length. He became harder until she thought he might cum in her mouth and he pulled back, gesturing her up and towards the bed. She lay down and cords encircled her wrists and ankles, pulling her open, spread eagled. He had gone to the bedside table and returned with items that she could not clearly see from her vantage point. He climbed on top of her, cock rigid and bobbing in the air, holding a small jar of something. Answering her unspoken query, he re-assured her as to its contents and began applying them to her intimate parts. If she had felt aroused before, it was nothing like what this felt like. It was as if a switch had been flipped and all her neurons were awakened. Everywhere the salve had been placed felt hot and cold and sensitized at once. Her pussy throbbed and swelled and she could swear a bag of waters had burst she was so wet. It was then that her arousal was engaged to a higher level as the swish and crack of a whip sounded in the air and she had its strokes on her nipples, her thighs and across her mound. He skillfully guided this to the sensitive area near her buttocks and she thought she would scream. Jenny could hold out no longer and she began to beg him in earnest. He looked at her with the most intense lust and hunger she could recall seeing as she pleaded with him to fuck her. Her world was ending and beginning and all resting on the hard cock she had teasingly before her. So close and yet so far. She could stand it not a minute longer when in ecstasy he entered her swiftly and deeply. He pumped into her savagely and hit the sweet spot that triggered her orgasm. She cried out at the intensity and it took little time for her to cum again, seeing stars behind her eyes and barely hearing him follow her as she slipped into unconsciousness.