BDSM: MY CAPTOR TALES

I had my first orgasm at the backseat of a car with three other strange individuals I had not met until that day. He slid his hands under my knee length gown and grabbed my knee, inching up deeper with the gasps of my uncontrollable breathing. He worked his fingers to my panties and danced around my camel toe before shifting my panties and placing his fingers in there. I kept mute and tried controlling my breath without daring to look at his face lest I get swooned by emotions. He knew his way around my vagina and did not have to travel round like he was trying to find his way out of a maze. I remember the song playing when I orgasmed with a straight face, it was Daddy Yo by Wizkid, and in that moment I had made him mine. He was my daddy.
I can’t forget the day I orgasmed because it made me feel so strong, how could I have resisted his touch so much that day but today I felt my knees get wobbly when he touched me again. My hands are spread eagle wide and hooked to the bed stand and my eyes are burning with desire and expectation.
He brings out his fluffy whip and runs it all over my body. The softness of his whip is intriguing, he draws round circles with his whip from my neck down to my toe and repeats from my toe to my neck, allowing it rest for a moment between my thighs, rubbing against my clitoris and daring me to moan. He moves away from my thighs and caresses my chest slowly, passionately before bringing it down forcefully. I almost forgot they were whips.
‘This is for moaning when I touched you in the car’
I knew it was for moaning but I couldn’t control it, I wanted him. Not the compassionate person but the brutal lover, whose whips awakened raw emotions. I can feel liquid on my body and I almost wince. Cold chocolate is moving down from my stomach to my thighs, it’s so cold I almost feel numb. He allows it trail down to my vagina before raising his whip and descending on me again. I’m getting excited and filled with lust at his gestures.
‘That is to get you ready to feel the burn of my pleasures, no sounds, lest we start all over’
And then he touched me. The tip of his thumb on my numb skin triggered healing into my body and his mouth sucking on my toe paralyzed me taking away my self-control and I moaned.
‘Oh shit’