Twisted Moon - Book 3 of the Black Moon series - Chapter 41: First BDSM Scene

(Noah's POV - Sat. 4 April 2015)

I feel the excitement fill us right as we walk into the dark room of the Black Diamond, and yet, the four of us immediately reign in our emotions in accordance to our submissive status. The music is loud on that side and briefly peeking up, I notice that the dancefloor is already crowded with lots of people. However, as per our Doms' orders, we directly head to the VIP area to meet them. Master Aaron was clear on the fact that I wouldn't be allowed to go dancing until I would become a certified member of the club but I don't really mind because now that I am here, I am just craving for Daddy's presence and touch.

Still unfamiliar with the setting of the room, I just follow Liam's lead behind Shannon and Alex as we progress among the armchairs and couches on that side of the club until we reach the large couch in semi-circle shape where I sat last weekend. Shannon and Alex immediately go to kneel by their Master's legs, one on each side, but Liam lets go of my hand and circles an arm around my shoulders for a tight hug.

"Good luck for tonight, Noah," he whispers in my ear. "You should have glanced up and seen Master Camden's bulging eyes when he saw you..." he adds very quickly in a chuckle before he pulls away and gently pushes me to the center of the couch.

I don't dare glancing up like Liam told me but I recognize Camden's hands on the thighs in front of me, so I drop down to my knees as graciously as possible and as he taught me earlier this afternoon. My knees have barely hit the floor when two hands reach for my armpits and pull me up. Before I know it, I am straddling Camden's lap and an index finger makes me lift my head up to meet his eyes. The room may be quite dark but I cannot miss how his dark gray eyes are sparkling with pride and lust. His other hand moves to my butt and slide me closer to him until our faces are only an inch apart, making me feel his already hard erection against my swelling groin.

"You're amazing," he whispers to me as his right hand joins the other one on my backside.

"You're not bad either... Daddy..." I dare say with an impish smile, earning a well-deserved and firm squeeze of my buttocks, because to be honest, he is far more than amazing. Contrary to last Saturday, he doesn't have a shirt on. Like all the other Doms, tonight he only wears a pair of leather trousers and he has kept his chest bare; he has trimmed his beard very shortly and his hair is messily tied at the back of his head in a man bun; and fuck!! He just looks gorgeous! So much so that I wouldn't be surprised to see him wipe some drool at the corners of my mouth!

"Naughty boy... I doubt on your honesty here considering how fast you're hardening," he smirks at me, slightly raising his hips to bump his erection into mine. Holy shit! "How did it go?" he then asks, recovering his seriousness.

"It went... very well," I stutter, a bit disturbed by his sudden concerned tone. I don't want him to worry so I quickly cheer up. "The guys are really great. It was nice getting to know them better! And see? Liam even let me borrow a pair of shorts after Shannon convinced me to try some!" I explain, biting my lower lip.

"Nice initiative, I love it... Too bad they're not gonna stay on for very long," he replies with a smug smile before he closes the little distance between our faces and crashes his lips on mine. My hands move on their own accord from his abdomen, sliding up to his taut pectorals and over his shoulders to lace my fingers at the nape of his neck. I close my eyes and get myself lost in the kiss as his tongue firmly penetrates my mouth and quickly tames my own wet muscle; I just let him do as he pleases, knowing full well where my place is. His tongue swirls with mine for a moment before it withdraws and his lips then take over, sucking on my tongue until his teeth gently clench on my lower lip to pull it. "Hold on tight," he breathes out and I feel his muscles tense as he rises to his feet, lifting me up with him. My legs naturally wrap around his waist as he starts walking and I nest my face in the crook of his neck, now more than eager to reach his playroom.

"Already?" someone - I think Joshua - asks him ironically.

"I wasn't intending to stay here for very long..." he chuckles. "I'll talk to you guys later!"

I hear more chuckles but they soon dissolve as Camden progresses across the club, replaced by the loud music which eventually fades away once we are out in the corridor. My body and mind prepare themselves for what is to come, both filled with excitement and desire. Soon enough, we find ourselves in Camden's playroom, sharing another kiss while he still carries me in his arms and his hands kneading my buttocks send pleasurable sensations to my groin.

"Now you're gonna tell me how it really went," Camden suddenly says as he finally breaks our kiss and puts me back down on my feet. I am feeling a bit dizzy from the kiss and the confusion caused by his question doesn't help, so I hang on to his strong arms for balance, yet casting my eyes down. Damn! Does he expect me to tell me all the lewd jokes they cracked? Because that's not going to happen! Liam said it was our haven, like a safe place to discuss all our worries, but there wouldn't be a point if I have to recount everything to him.

"I told you, it went well... The guys told me a lot about their experiences and it was very interesting..." His fingers interrupt my blabbering by pulling my chin up, forcing my eyes to meet his dark scowl and blocking the words in my throat.

"That's not what I want to hear, Baby Boy, and you know it!" he scolds me. Ugh... I know what he wants to hear, but how could he know? "You, Subs, should know that we, Doms, learn to read your bodies and expressions," Camden says very seriously. "So, I'll tell you my guess. I have known Liam for long enough to notice a bit of uneasiness when you met us at the VIP area. It was only brief, but it was there, and Joshua certainly saw it too. Remember what I told you last weekend when we were shopping; how I wouldn't hesitate to tell Mark if I caught his Subs in a weird situation; well, I have no doubt that Joshua will make Liam spill the beans and he will tell me."

He pauses for a few seconds, certainly to let the information sink into my head. I do remember that conversation we had last Saturday at the mall and now that he has said it, I guess I won't have a choice but to tell him everything because he will find out in any case.

"Shannon and Alex seemed to be oblivious to the situation," he finally continues with the same sternness, "so I believe that something happened between you and Liam. My next guess is that the only possible opportunity was during the prep time since that's when Shannon and Alex must have been separated from you and Liam. Am I right or am I right?" I sheepishly nod in answer. "So, what happened?"

"I... I freaked out... just a little bit...in the showers, Daddy. I got scared about exposing my... scars among others..." I finally admit, averting my gaze from him but he tilts my head until our eyes lock again.

"You freaked out? Why didn't you ask Liam to take you back to me? I'm actually surprised he didn't do it..."

"He did! I mean, he did propose me to go to your room, but I refused. I didn't want to disappoint you and... I managed on my own... I was able to calm down... like I did last time I had a panic attack. I knew that I would soon be here and that you'd relieve... my pain..." His hands move to cup my face, his eyes drowning into mine as if to read my thoughts.

"Are you really ready for all this, Noah?" he asks with deep apprehension. Fuck, no!!! I don't want him to doubt me!

"Yes!!! Yes, I'm sure... I know it was silly and I swear I'll get used to this! See? I even borrowed shorts from Liam!" I plead, scared that he will get back on his decision and put an end to everything as I dreaded.

"You could also use my private room to prep and get ready in the future if you're not comfortable around the other Subs, but I'd really like you to get over your self-consciousness about your body, Baby Boy. You're not the only one with scars here; many other Subs have their own physical flaws, but they just learn to live with them. And to me, you're the most beautiful of all," he says very gently, making me blush.

"Thank you, Daddy. And don't worry... I will get used to it! I want to be a good Submissive and do like the others... And I've also seen another guy with many more scars than I have... he seemed so at ease that it convinced me to wear the shorts. I know I can do this, Daddy!" Camden's eyes narrow in an attempt to decipher all traces of lies in my eyes, but I am being really honest here. I am ready for this and I know that he can read it in my eyes.

"Alright," he says after a long minute of silence. "I'm really proud you managed to control your urges, Baby Boy." Now that sends such a warm feeling through my body that I am ready for anything! "Please never be afraid to tell me if things are going too fast or becoming too intense, okay?" I nod with a small smile and he lets go of my face. The sudden absence of warmth on my cheeks and the resolve in his eyes send shivers down my spine because I know that serious things are about to start; I take it as my cue to adopt the best attention position and lower my eyes to the floor. "Strip."

The order comes as expected in a firm and deep tone, sending a shock of electricity to my groin. Without hesitation, I quickly get rid of my shorts and shoes; I discard them on the floor by the door and return to stand in front of him, stark naked. His thumbs move to my nipples, swirling around to turn them into little erected pebbles and I wonder if he would let me get them pierced like his. My already semi-hard cock hardens a little more with the shocks it gets from the rubbing sensations and when he starts pinching them, I can't withhold a moan of pleasure.

"I guess you're ready indeed, Baby Boy." Oh God, how I like when he calls me this!!! I just can't explain the waves of warmth washing over me.

"I'm ready, Daddy," I breathe out, unable to suppress an impish smile on my face as he rests a hand on the top of my head. I hear him stifle a chuckle but I'm sure he's getting to like it a lot too.

"Let's see what this smart mouth is capable of. Kneel," he then orders, adding a little pressure to his hand and making me drop down to my knees in front of him, facing the big bulge of his crotch. Oh Shit! Now comes the time not to fuck up! I haven't performed that many blow jobs in the past and I can only pray that he will be patient enough for me to learn better. I eagerly watch him unbuckle his leather belt and slowly undo the long row of buttons of his pants, from his lower belly down to the underside of his balls, finally allowing his huge and hard cock to spring free. However, this is not so much his size that my eyes focus on, but the jewel adorning its head. Holy shit!! That's hot! A curved barbell is passing through his urethra opening and along the underside of the glans with two little ball heads sticking out of each hole. My first thought is Fuck, it must have hurt! But then, this is so fucking sexy!!

"May I speak, Daddy?" I ask shyly.

"You may, Baby Boy." I sense the pride and lust in his voice at my surprised expression.

"That... this wasn't there when we..." I stutter, my eyes still locked on the jewel.

"I removed it on our first time, but today, you'll get to feel it. Get familiar with it using that sassy mouth of yours, Baby Boy..."

His husky voice sends flutters to my groin and makes me even more ardent for what is to come. I kneel up to reach the perfect level, my hands still on my thighs, and lean over to reach for his perfectly straight member. My tongue pokes out and shyly touches the bigger steel sphere at the tip of his cock, lapping a bead of precum that is escaping next to it. I hear Camden hiss when my wet muscle swirls around the head, gently teasing the orb sticking out close to his frenum. I like the sensation of the metal on my tongue and wonder how much I will feel it once it goes into my ass. For now, it just makes me forget about his large size as my lips encircle his girth.

"Mhhh yeah, that feels good, Baby..." Camden moans as my lips pass a little further after the head. "Take it slow, I'll teach you to deepthroat later. Use your hand to stroke the base for now," he encourages me. My right hand tentatively reaches for the base of his shaft, my small fingers barely able to completely circle the circumference, and I start pumping, gradually adding some pressure to my fingers as my cheeks suck harder. My left hand rises to rest on the soft leather of his pants just above his knee. Camden's groans intensify as the tension amplifies in the muscles of his thigh and I get to taste more and more of his precum on my willing tongue. "You're doing great. Keep it going, Baby, I'm close..." he pants as his hand makes contact to the back of my head.

He grabs a handful of my hair and gently tugs, allowing me to meet his smoldering eyes. God! I could almost come from the pleasure I can see on his face! I guess it wouldn't be my place to tease him and slow down to make it last longer, so on the contrary, I add a little more fervor to my moves and a few seconds later, a stream of semen hits the back of my throat. Camden utters a loud and deep groan forcing himself slightly further inside my mouth as more salty juices fill me up before they run down my oesophagus. In a zealous attempt, my lips clench around him again and milk him dry while I sensually stare at his expression. There is fever in his dark-gray eyes, and an intensity I have never seen before that has my own erection release more precum.

"You were amazing, Baby Boy," Camden praises me warmly as he tucks himself back into his pants, only attaching the first button. With a finger, he cups the little cream I wasn't able to swallow and brings it to my mouth, making me suck on his digit. Could that be any hotter?

"Thank you, Daddy," I whisper, casting my eyes down and biting my lower lip with a smile. Camden chuckles and raises my chin with his finger again.

"You're such a little minx... but I truly get to like this, Baby Boy. A lot!" He then lets go of my chin and walks past me to the back of the room. I patiently wait kneeling where he left me while he fumbles with some accessories behind me. "Stand up, Baby," Camden suddenly orders although he is still over there.

I don't know if I should meet him where he is, but then I guess he would have told me if that's what he wanted, so I just rise to my feet and stand where I am, adopting the attention position; I keep my feet together, rest my arms along my body and straighten my back; I hold my head straight but lower my eyes. I hear Camden walk back to stand behind me and a finger slowly starts running from the nape of my neck and along my spine, making me shiver, until it stops for a few seconds at the bottom of my coccyx. The tension and the silence of the moment have me panting and craving for a more intimate touch. Camden fulfills my quiet desire when the tip of his finger shifts and starts a new painfully slow journey within the cleft of my ass. I can't avoid moaning when the finger finally reaches its destination and begins to probe my entrance with a gentle massage, causing me to spread my feet further apart for a better access. The sudden removal of the finger and a sharp sting on my right buttock make me gasp and squeak.

"I didn't ask you to open wider, Baby," Camden scolds me as he walks around to face me, his perfect chest filling my sight.

"I'm sorry... Daddy..."

"It's okay, Baby Boy. You're learning. Let me guide you. Surrender your body to me. Just abandon all control so that you can only focus on the pleasure you will get from the decisions I make and the orders I give you. Can you do that?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He raises both his hands and pushes his index fingers past my lips; I naturally begin to suck on the digits, coating them with my saliva. After a few seconds, he pulls them out and rubs their tips over my erected nipples. Once he deems them enough prepared through massages and pinching, he pulls out two weighted clamps that he clenches on each of the buds, making me hiss at the immediate combination of pleasure and pain.

"These are adjustable clamps," he explains while rubbing his thumbs over the tips of my nipples. "For now, I have set them on the minimum, but I'll strengthen their tightness later on." With that, he wraps his arms around my waist, resting one hand at the small of my back and the other one between my shoulder blades, and forces me to lean backwards before he starts teasing the little prisoners of the clamps with his tongue. Surprised by the sudden move as much as by the sensations on my pinched nipples, my hands reach for his biceps and I squeal from the weird tingles it sends to my groin. However, he all too soon leans back up and leads me further in the room, but not toward the cross I had hoped we would use tonight.

"Don't be upset, Baby," he says - and I guess that my disappointment must have reflected on my face - as he grabs my right wrist and wraps it in a large leather cuff that he ties up with three buckles tightly enough. "We're gonna start slowly and we'll keep the cross for another time. Tonight, I want to enjoy both your front side and your back side," he explains while he proceeds with my left wrist. "What are your safewords, Baby?" he then asks as he connects both restraints with the help of a snap link.

"Yellow to slow down, and red to stop, Daddy," I reply, feeling my heartbeat pick up now that things are getting more serious.

"Good boy." The sting caused by the clamps and their little weights has eased off a little bit but when Camden lifts my arms to attach the snap link to a chain above my head, making my back straighten and the skin of my torso stretch, the pain comes back and makes my cock twitch in pleasure. It intensifies when he pulls on the chain, stretching me further until I barely stand on the soles of my feet. My hands naturally wrap around the chain for better support. "Are you okay, Baby Boy?"

"Yes, Daddy!" I reply without hesitation. I am actually more than okay!

"Then I guess you are..." he chuckles. "Don't move while I admire this beautiful body of yours," he then says as he begins to slowly walk around me. I try to remain as still as I can, thanking the good lords for giving me a rather good balance. Feeling his stare on my body as he circles around me once, twice, and more is so arousing and I think that my dripping cock is proving it. Each time he passes in front of my eyes, I get to witness his beautiful chest and I can feel his assessing and lustful eyes, until he finally stops behind me. His hands start roaming all over my stomach and the top of my chest, teasing my nipples by gently pulling on the little weights that hang from the clamps while his teeth graze the soft skin of my left arm.

"You're so beautiful, Baby Boy. You have no idea about all the things I want to do to this body," he says and his deep voice sends more tingles through my body. "I can't wait to see this already toned skin turn to a brighter red," he whispers with a slap on my backside before his right hand moves from my chest to grope my privates, making me moan as he squeezes my shaft between his fingers. "I can't wait to play with that stick of yours," he continues as I sense a finger poke the slit, reminding me of all the cock accessories I saw earlier today. "I can't wait to tie these plums," he then adds, imprisoning the sack of my balls where they meet with my shaft between two of his fingers and thus stretching the skin of my cock, and I now remember some pictures I saw on the internet of men with their crotch all tied up with thin rope. There is a sucking noise and his other hand moves to the crease of my ass; without any warning, he shoves a wet finger inside my hole and the surprise has my ass clench around his digit "And I can't wait to ram into this tight hole once it has gotten used to rough sex."

"Nggghh please... Daddy..." I whine as his finger thrusts deeper and deeper and as his hand strokes my cock, edging me toward an imminent climax.

"No, no, Sweet Boy... We don't want you to cum already; not just yet. You only get to come once tonight, but I promise that it's gonna be blissful..." he says and the next second, I am left cold and shivering from the sudden absence of his warmth and from the tension in my body that was about to reach an orgasm, when he moves to get something else.

He returns, standing on my left side, carrying a bottle of lube and a fairly sized plug with a large handle that he rests on a small table beside him. He pours some lube in his right hand then immediately dives between my ass cheeks and two fingers invade my orifice.

"Relax that hole for me, Baby... like you can do so well..." he purrs as his left hand goes to pull on the weight attached to my right nipple.

The mix of pain from my clamped buds and pleasure from his fingers in my butt has me writhing and moaning within only a few seconds. I just wish his hand would move to my cock to achieve my orgasm. I can't tell if he sees it coming, but Camden adds a third finger in my ass, making it a little more uncomfortable and slowing down the buildup of my pleasure for a while; and just as I feel it getting close again, his touches once again disappear, leaving me frustrated and shivering as he grabs the plug and coats it with more lube. Without a word, Camden walks to stand in front me and his left hand lifts my chin up to meet his gaze. He slowly leans downs and crashes his lips on mine for a very greedy kiss. His tongue assails my mouth at the same time as something cold slips between my ass cheeks, searches for my entrance and pushes past the ring of muscles to penetrate my intimacy. I wriggle from the slow invasion causing Camden to grab my jaw to hold me still.

"Just let it in, Baby Boy..." he growls amidst our kissing. The strong authority of his order melts me down and my muscles finally relax to allow the plug in. "Good boy," he murmurs briefly once the thing is settled in. Camden pushes and plays with the big handle, making the toy move inside my tunnel. I just can't help a long moan that reverberates around his tongue inside my mouth.

"Enough, Baby Boy. You're not to cum just yet. Let me go and see how this looks like...." he says with a smug expression. "Beautiful!" he cheers as he kneads my parted buttocks. "Can you guess the interest of a plug with such a large handle, Baby?"

"No... Daddy..." I pant confused as to why he should find it nice. I mean... I can only imagine how the large round piece of silicone must be jutting out of my ass and I wonder if this is what excites him.

"With such a large handle, it keeps your ass cheeks wide open and prevents them from clenching. I don't want those cute buttocks to clench while I smack them with the crop or the flogger..." he murmurs. As my brain processes his words, it commands my ass to clench but the only result I get is to feel the plug move against the walls inside my rectum but my buttocks barely contract. "You see what I mean?"

"Yes... Daddy... May I ask what the point is?"

"You'll soon find out, Baby Boy..." he chuckles. I see him walk toward the rack on the wall that holds all the whipping instruments and walk back with a crop and a flogger. He slips the second one in the back pocket of his pants and raises the first one to rest the square piece of leather on my erection. "I'm not gonna flog you here until a long time, but you might get to like it at some point..." he says softly, rubbing the crop along my shaft and all over my scrotum. What the hell happened to the Camden who was scared shitless to hurt me only a few days ago?? Forget it! I don't want to know! I like that better too and I surprise myself wishing that he would try and slap that damn crop on my stick. However, instead of landing it on my crotch, Camden slams it on my thigh, though rather gently.

"My goal in the coming weeks will be to learn to read your body, Baby Boy and to see how it reacts to various degrees of pain. Until then, I want to make sure that you will safeword if necessary. Can I count on you?"

"Yes, Daddy! I won't go beyond my limits," I reply honestly.

"Good boy! This, for example, was extremely light," Camden explains.

"I can take much worse, Daddy..." I boast off and right then, a much stronger sting spreads on my hip, making me hiss and bite my lower lip.

"I know that, Baby Boy. But watch your tone or I might not let you cum tonight," he scolds me.

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry Who?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy..." I reply with an impish smile. I'm so happy that he plays along with this kink and that he seems to enjoy it. I still wonder how much his friends teased him earlier, but now is not the right time to ask. This of course has nothing to do with my father; thank God, Camden is nothing like my old man and anyway, I don't think I really ever called him that... or I don't remember.

"Good boy... Now let's see if I can give this body a nice red color," he then says.

And for long minutes - I can't tell how many - Camden applies himself to smack almost every inch of my body, alternating between different parts as he walks around me at a slow pace. The first strikes are rather soft, but they quickly increase in intensity as my moans get louder. My muscles contract each time the square piece of leather makes contact with my skin. I am so lost within the stinging tingles on my skin which are followed by soft caresses and words of praise when they get harder that nothing else matters. I have long forgotten the pain I felt in my head earlier and the only question that bugs my mind is why the hell does he keep avoiding my jewels and my butt? Well, I know the answer to the first part since he said he wouldn't do that before long, but damn... how I wish I could feel the slaps on my buttocks.

"This is getting nicely pink, Baby Boy," Camden finally whispers after a long moment. The crop is caressing my bottom now, running all over the skin that hasn't tasted the sting yet. The contact suddenly breaks for the briefest second before the crop hits my left buttock in a much more painful whack, making me squeak in a high-pitched tone. I could swear that Camden refrained on his strength compared to the last strikes. "Did it hurt, Baby Boy?" he asks in a playful tone.

"Yes, Daddy..." I pant.

"That's normal. Now you get to see what it feels like to be whipped on a muscle that cannot contract," he says as he walks back in front of me, lifting my chin once more to allow me to look up at him. "When you clench your muscles, it kind of alleviates the pain of the whipping. But when you can't, the pain increases and even for the masochistic Subs, it is much less pleasurable. My point is to show you that you should not try to push me or misbehave because that is an option for punishment, and trust me, you won't like it. Understood?"

"Yes, Daddy..." Well I truly trust him here.

"Good boy. I guess once was enough then, so now I'll remove the plug and continue with ten minutes of flogging, mostly on your backside," he says, leaning down to kiss me while his hand sneaks to my butt and slowly, very slowly, pulls out the plug, making me moan. "And then, I'll fuck you," he murmurs against my lips. "I can't wait to ram into that cute little hole... but first..." He leans back up, drops the plug on the table and his hands move to my right nipple; I watch him turn a little wheel on the clamp. "Let's tighten this grip a little harder," he explains and as he does so, his lustful eyes never leaving mine, a huge wave of pleasure-pain shoots through my chest and down to my groin, making me hiss. "Are you alright, Baby Boy?"

"Yes, Daddy..." I breathe out, feeling my cock leak more precum on the floor. He proceeds similarly with the other clamp and then, he disappears behind me again.

Seconds later, he begins a new series of whipping, with the flogger this time and he mostly concentrates on my bottom and the top of my thighs. I can feel my skin heat up very quickly but the sensations provoked by the lashes of the instrument combined to those of the clamps also drive me into a weird state of dizziness. I feel like my mind is floating somewhere high in the clouds as if I was reaching some kind of heavenly place. At the same time, I am still conscious of Camden's praising words and of my throbbing cock which won't stop leaking. The pace and strength of the strikes pick up speed, together with Camden's groans that get deeper and deeper. All too soon it stops and the flogger is discarded on the floor in a loud thud.

"How are you feeling, Baby Boy?" Camden asks as he softly rubs his hands against my sensitive ass cheeks. I am actually feeling exhausted and on the verge of falling asleep. Yet, my body is craving for more. It is craving for him to fill me up.

"I'm good, Daddy... very good..." I whisper through my heavy breathing.

"Would you like something here?" he asks suavely as two of his fingers penetrate my hole.

"Please... Please Daddy..." I beg. The next second, Camden is back to the table beside us, kicking off his boots and taking off his leather pants. "Don't worry about the piercing Baby, you shouldn't really feel it with the condom on. And even without it, it wouldn't be painful for you," he explains as he unrolls the protection along his member and coats it with lube. Camden walks back to my rear and wipes the remnants of lube from his hand between my buttocks, not missing to probe my hole at the same time.

"You still okay, Baby?" he asks, now rubbing the tip of his cock between my ass cheeks and gently poking it at my entrance while his left hand fondles my tight balls. I can vaguely feel the hardness of the little sphere on my soft skin. Damn!! What is he waiting for? I can't wait to have him fill me up!!!

"Yes, Daddy... Please!!!" I beg in a whining tone. Enough teasing!!! I want the real thing!

"Do you need this?" he asks suavely, pushing the tip a little further. Argh!!! I don't need it!! I'm craving for it!!! In an attempt to satisfy my own desire, I try to push my hips backwards, but he just grabs them very firmly to hold me still. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it doesn't work like this, Baby Boy. You get it when I decide..." he says with a deep domineering voice, making me moan in frustration. And yet, I can feel that he is ready to start the dance, the head of his shaft still at my back door, so I will all my muscles to relax, especially those down there. His thumbs press at the bottom of my spine, forcing me to arch my back and there it goes. Finally!! Camden strengthens his grip on my hips and slams into my ass, with the exact force I was expecting. All I know is that I now feel full and content despite the painful sting at my entrance.

"Relax, Baby Boy..." Camden growls. "You're still so fucking tight!!"

He doesn't move for a long minute, allowing my hole to adjust to his girth, but my needy moans finally encourage him to move. Camden begins to thrust in and out, pushing his wand deeper with loud groans each time he gets back in. The chain above my head helps me to support a little of my weight but Camden does most of it with his left arm wrapped around my waist while his other hand slowly strokes my cock.

"Hold it, Baby... as long as you can..." he whispers but right then he slightly pulls me backwards, allowing him to take a different angle, and hits that bundle of nerves inside of me that makes me see stars and scream of pleasure. "Oh yes there it is!" he cheers, obviously happy with himself. Fuck! I won't be able to hold back my orgasm for very long... "One more minute, Baby Boy..." he orders, pressing his thumb at the slit of my cock while his other fingers squeeze it tighter. The slight pain deriving from this almost sends me overboard. Camden continues to pound into my ass but I can tell that he is somewhat refraining on his strength because the squeeze could be much tighter and the pounding much harder, I guess.

"Please... Daddy..." I beg again. My balls are so tight from the need to release their juices that they have become really painful, and as much as I love that pain, I can't wait to finally let my mind wander in hazy skies.

"We're getting there together, Baby Boy, get ready for a little more pain..." he growls as the hand that was holding my waist starts moving toward my right nipple. "Take a deep breath, it's going to sting!" I do so and as he removes the first clamp, a huge stream of pain reverberates from my nipple down to my crotch, making me scream from the intense need to cum. When I feel his hand reach for the other clamp, I take another deep breath, as best as I can from my heavy breathing. "Cum for me, Baby..." he murmurs as he frees my left nipple and slams one last time into my butt, burying himself deep inside of me. The second wave of pain reaches my groin at exactly the same time as he releases the pressure on my member, causing me to shriek from all this intensity as if I were drawn into a tsunami of pleasure. My body shakes under this immense climax and in my dizzy state, I can still feel both my throbbing cock spurting its streams of juices and Camden's twitching shaft as it delivers its load in the condom.

After that, I simply black out. The only thought I have as my body goes completely limp is wow... and it was merely a light scene, he said...

Published on 15 June 2017

First off, thank you so much for all your get-well messages in the last chapter! The operation went well, and now I just need to recover with rest. Since there wasn't too much to edit in this chapter, I'm still able to publish on time, so there you have it!

Hope you liked this first BDSM scene, even if it was light enough. There'll be more in further chapters of course (and no worries, they will never be too extreme), but now we're about to enter Noah's real training and first mistakes... As for the end of this scene, you'll get it in Camden's POV in the next chapter ;)