
Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed
The Healing Touch Part 2: An Erotic Story of Bondage and Lessons
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This story does contain graphic descriptions of spanking, bondage and feminine dominance.
Claire has spent over two decades perfecting her craft as a massage therapist, transforming knots into serenity and tension into bliss. Yet, despite her impressive resume, she finds herself quaking in her sandals at the mere thought of Mark Studely—the once-illustrious football star who’s traded his glory days for a penchant for belittling anyone brave enough to touch him.
With a reputation for leaving therapists in tears and a personality sharper than a freshly honed blade, Mark is the last client Claire wants to face. But there’s something about him that ignites a fire she never expected. Maybe it’s his smirk, or perhaps the way he manages to be both infuriating and intoxicating all at once.
As Claire prepares to navigate the treacherous waters of their sessions, she finds herself drawn into a world of tension, desire, and the thrilling dance of power dynamics. What starts as a battle of wits quickly transforms into an exploration of boundaries neither of them anticipated.
In "The Healing Touch," Claire learns that sometimes the most dangerous lessons come from the most unexpected places. Will she be able to tame the bully, or will he unravel her in ways she never imagined?
Dive into this dark romance filled with sarcasm, heat, and the intoxicating thrill of enemies turning into lovers, and discover the true meaning of surrender.
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The final between justice and vengeance seems to be becoming more blurred with every moment, so many people. He is hurt, bullied, belittled. Hear her one chance to balance the scales of justice and dispense a painful lesson. Even in this moment of vulnerability, his ego screams his vain, arrogance and denial of his failings.
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Just put your earbuts in, close your eyes and sah to the pleasure of my voice caressing over you. And when you're ready to surrender to your darkest desires, just go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment, and then release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.
This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, Your time to release it in a passion as you listen to my voice and fill the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Claire slowly pulled the door ajar, pushing her head around the side, whispered conversation, and drifted back into the room, too quiet for Mark to hear. Despite his best efforts, Eventually the door clicked shut and Marked herned his head trying to see something of what was going on. Unfortunately, the medical trolley blocked his view of whatever Claire was doing.
Trying to cool out, his voice still muffled by the gag, he dropped his head back onto the pillow in desperate frustration. After what he might forever. Claire appeared next to the bed, leaning down. She whispered, still hard for me, I see, as she pressed firmly along his length with the heel of her palm. Mark did nothing but groan. Well, mister Studley, I have a surprise for you, she whispered, gripping his chin hard and turning his head to face the other side of the room. You remember Marie, you saw her last week, she said, with barely controlled rage. Marie is one of our most experienced massive therapis and has a very sensitive heart, she said, as she turned his head to face her again. But you decided to ignore her
attempts to help you, she said, squeezing his jaw to the edge of pane. I believe the phrase you used to was lard ass. Her eyes burned with anger at the man tied on the bed. Marie has a beautifully cavacious figure, and let me tell you, she hissed, she is all woman in fact, she is all my woman, Claire grinned as she held out her hand, inviting Marie to join her. Claire ran her hand through Marie's curly hair, bunching it gently as she pulled her lips towards hers.
Their mouths embraced in the most intimate of kisses, their tongues hungrily exploring each other. Claire's fingers slipped between the buttons of Maurice's tunic, releasing each one slowly, the material falling open to reveal her ample breasts. Standing back, Claire's gaze burned over Maurice's curves. Sliding her brass strap over her shoulder, she uncovered one breast and then the other, her erect nipples throbbing aggressively in the air conditioned room, kissing down her soft flesh. Marie moaned at the gentle caress of Claire's lips. Her legs buckled a little as Claire exclamed her stomach, sucking gently on the skin, the tip of her tongue, tracing a line down to the waistband of her pants. Claire could already smell her desire.
He was intoxicating, empowering, addictive. Releasing the button of her pants. Claire pushed the material down Marie's legs, exposing her lace panties barely concealing a fine crown of pubic hair. Pushing her fingers inside the waistband of Marie's panties, she eased the lace material over her hips, letting it fall to the ground as she kissed over her trimmed mound, the caress of pubic hair teasing her lips, building her anticipation. Slowly, Claire pushed her tongue between Marie's thighs, teasing the first drops of her feminine pleasure on to her tongue. The sensation that shot through Marie and balanced her slightly, her hands grasping at Claire's hair for stability, her moans becoming more urgent. The light in the room twinkled across the
lust that slid down Marie's soft thighs. Sucking on the warm, slick gently, Claire moaned in appreciation as her fingers pressed gently on the swollen lips just inches from her tongue, rubbing each fold between her finger and thumb, pulling them gently, forcing moan after moan out of Marie's lips. As her body was raptured in delight, and somewhere in the background, Mark stutely watched with his eyes saw so wide moaning and lustful acony. He pulled frantically on his restraints, but to no avail, tormented by the sight of these two women in front of him, with no chance of release, despite his cock pulsing to the verge of explosion. Rising to her feet, Claire returned to the bedside. Wiping her
fingers along her pussy. She pressed it against Mart's gag mouth, teasing his lips. You could only dream of tasting a pussy that divine, she said, pulling her finger back sharply. Turning on her heel, Claire faced Marie as she said, turns out, miss Nasty here happens to like cavacious women like us, dominating and punishing him. Marie's lips bent into an evil grin. Mark tried to respond to Claire's statement, tried to refute it, but his words fell silent as he tried speaking into the gag. Claire turned back again to face a bed, placing a hand firmly on each of Mark's hips before turning him, exposing his ass to their derision. Claire nodded to Marie, who picked up a discarded shoe from the floor. This is v ladass, Claire
hissed as Marie brought the shoe down heavily across his buttocks, his cries of pain muffled to silence by the gag. His ass glowed red briefly before subsiding to his natural hand. Unsatisfied with the temporary punishment, Marie repeatedly spankd the shoe against his butt the glow eventually growing with every contact into something a little more permanent. Eyes stinging with tears as Claire removed her hands, letting him roll back onto that mattress. As the firm material kissed his red and skin, Mark winced, bucking his hips at the pain that stung the sensitive flesh. Oh, mister Stutley, I think her even more swollen now than before, Claire said, as she grasped his cock with one hand before spanking the tip repeatedly
with the other, each punishing caress punctuated by Mark's groans into his gag. Releasing his cock, Claire turned back to Marie, kissing her gently on her lips, before whispering something only the two of them could hear. Marie slowly unbuttoned Claire's tunic, pushing it over her shoulders. Her fingers slid down Claire's back and clasping her brow. Her exposed breast pressed against Maurice as Marie pulled the two women tightly against each other, their lips embracing as they melted into each other's heat. Urgently.
Claire unbuttoned her pants and pushed them over her hips, quickly followed by her panties, before she turned bent over the bed with her mouth just an inch or two away from Mark's cock. Anticipation swelled through his body, his cock throbbing furiously in the air. At last, he thought, closing his eyes and waiting for the beautiful caress of Claire's lips, or maybe both of their lips. Claire's fingers encircled his bulls and grasping them tightly, before gently rubbing the pat of her thumb over his tight scruton. You may have not seen this before, Mark, but today you're going to see the face of a woman who is actually enjoying sex. Mark twisted in her grasp, his body racked with desire. Careful, big boy, you might hurt yourself.
Claire grinned. Marie appeared behind Claire, her hands rubbing up and down her back as she pulled her hips against her. Claire moaned, gently, squeezing mark shaft, her eyes focused on his. You know what, Mark, is so much better when somebody pays attention to what you like, Claire whispered, as Marie's head leaned in and kissed her across the back, her lips sucking gently on the tingling skin, her tongue teasing so slowly, so provocatively, as a goosebumps peppered her body.
Can you smell how turned on I am right now, Mark, Claire said, her fingertips lightly caressing the underneath of his shaft. Mark just nodded, unable to speak because of the gag Claire heard as Marie's hands slipped over her hips, pressing her thumbs firmly into Claire's puck cheeks. Mark watched, transfixed as the emotions played across Claire's face. Her visage flooded with pleasure. She bit into her lower lip, letting it slip back out slowly from between her teeth. Suddenly, Claire's eyes dilated, her fingers squeezing his cocks so tight, it bordered on pain. Mark whelped in stunned response. With a graceful ripple movement, Marie's body moved against Claire's. A distant buzzing sound seemed muffled to Mark couldn't decide where it
was coming from. As that ripple moved up and down Marie's body like an undulating s shape, her hips pushing towards Claire, every movement punctuated by a gentle thrust that seemed to lift Claire onto the tips of her toes. So fucking good, Mark, So fucking good, she drawled out, her body squirming over his legs, her hand grasping his erection.
Much better than just fucking me with his pathetic excuse for a dildo, Mark, she said, as she glared at his cock, her free hand slapping it brutally. Releasing his she grasped at the skin on his stomach, her nails digging tightly in enough to turn his bronze flesh white. Finger my ass, please, Marie, Claire, whimpered. Marie adjusted her position and, just out of Mark's view, she drenched her fingers in Claire's slick from along the vibrators she had strapped on pushing the globes of Claire's ass apart. She thrust a single, dripping finger through Claire's tight ring of muscle, before releasing her cheeks and resuming her hypnotics thrusting movement.
The shock of the sensation forced Claire to bite into Mark's eighs, stifling a loud moan he felt vibrating through her body. The sting of the pain sent shockways to the tip of his cock, burdening it with even more desire. Even more lust and desperate, Mark pushed his hea hips upwards, hoping to feel the friction of caress, Claire's mouth, her tears, anything to help him achieve satisfaction, but he found nothing.
His persecution continued despite any effort he made. Oh bad boy, Claire hissed as she spanked his thrusting cock, card electricity course through his body. How fucking long could she keep him on the edge like this? Why the fuck won't she let him come? Mark bit into the gag in frustration to make his torture worse. He could hear the sounds of clare slick rubbing, and all he could imagine was having his hard cock insider Right now. He could feel that beautifully swollen pussy, taking his erection and clutching it to the very edge of coming. Fuck. His precome was so intense now it coated his co he could see the lights of the room glistening on it as it pulsed an intense red. Claire grasped his cock again
as Marie's movements became more intense, her hips and hands moving in perfect time, invading Claire's body, stimulating every nerve. Claire's hand twisted in the throes of passion, twisting Mark's cock, igniting a wildfire that forced him to yell into his gag. Looking down, her eyes burned with lust as her body glided up and down his leg, the sensation of her tits around his thigh, pummeling his tightened bulls ricocheting arousal through every nerve in his body. Mark grasped at the head of the bed, clutching on to sanity. Watching Claire's face alone was enough, he thought. Swamped by her pleasure, he could not help but feel it in his own body.
How the fuck was she going to make him come like this? Marie leaned over Claire's bag, her thrust discovering new places to connect and deep inside Claire's possey. The bed rattled with the motion of the two women. Claire's face tightened, with the muscles in her neck tensed as she licked her lips before parting them in that expression of silent agony. Her eyes dropped closed, as if immersing herself in a flood of pleasure. She grasped at his cock, holding it as if in a state of pure bliss.
Her whole body held in a moment of beautiful, suspended animation, until she fell over the edge, Moaning Marie's name. Her body jerked into the grip of her orgasm, writhing along his leg. Mark's orgasm fell back lost to him again. Despite the intense rousal he felt watching Claire's pleasure, the torture of emotions etched into her expression, doing nothing but fueling his own need. Claire stared at him with a curious look he couldn't quite place. As Marie shifted back, releasing herself from her partners, still pulsing pussy, her breathing still labored, She took the longest moment before she was able to speak, Well, it felt really good for me, Mark, she grinned, grasping his pulsing erection. Didn't you enjoy it?
Mark could only make a muffled attempt of a response that vanished into his gag, but he suspected his eyes set everything. As she spanked his cock gently, her attitude towards him seeming to soften. What would you do to be satisfied right now? Mark, she asked, as her eyes studied him. Mark tried to respond, his own burning frustration strangling his voice as much as a gag. Claire slowly dragged her fingertip along the length of his cock, pausing as if thinking before she gave him a gentle smile and asked, would you do anything right now for an orgasm?
An orgasm that would truly blow your mind? Mark moaned loudly into the bandage gag as he nodded furiously. This intense need, this weight of lust that occupied every cell in his body, invaded every thought he needed to release. He needed satisfaction. He could think of nothing else. She kissed his cockhead gently as she lifted herself from the bed, turning to face Marie. The tune naked women whispered a conversation between them whilst exchanging affectionate caresses. Mark strained to hear the conversation, but his attention could not move from the sensual touches the two women shared. His imagination burned with fantasy. Eventually they seemed to reach an agreement, and Claire returned to the bed, lowering her head to Marxy
as she whispered, Wow, looks like you might just be our little man whore for a little while, she said, as her fingers circled his girth, loosely stroking up and down his shaft. Just relax and do exactly what I say. I promise you'll not have had an orgasm not like this before. Mark nodded enthusiastically in agreement. He had never seen himself as submissive, but if it didn't feel so good to just let go. Claire collected a pillow from a store's cabinet, moved back beside Mark. She put it on the bed next to him, and then placing a hand on each of his hips. Just turn over onto your face, she commanded, releasing his leg tce and helping Mark turn on the bed, pushing the pillow underneath him.
Lift yourself up onto your elbows, she said, as she slid her hand underneath his stomach. And grasping his cock gently, Marl lifted himself up onto his elbows. His ass followed, presenting himself into the air, allowing Claire for access to his begging cock. Claire released his erection and moved back to the medical trolley, picking something up as she walked behind Mark. Pressing his thigh apart, she tied his ankles once again to the foot of the bed before her fingers explored his bulls, the cold caress of loop only serving to heighten the sensitivity of his bulls as she massaged them before running her palm up and down his shaft. Fuck, he mumbled as he felt his precump teasing from his slit.
Lea slid her hand back over his balls and teased between his bud cheeks with a loop covered finger. I think you lied this earlier, she said, as she pushed her sole finger in through his tight resette. Mark gasped with the first cold shock of the sensation. He did like it. It felt fucking amazing, but he didn't want to admit it to anyone. Another finger joined her first, the sensation of both fingers inside him driving his passion wild.
He never felt a pleasure like this, so fucking intense, so fucking taboo. He groaned in disappointment as he felt her fingers drop out of his ass, leaving him frustrated and empty. Claire moved back beside him, her fingers grasping his cock and squeezing it. Just breathe, Mark, she whispered. Suddenly, the feeling of Marie's hands on his ass, parting his cheeks shoked a loud moan from his lips. As she pressed something hard against his ass. His rosetta clutched at the sensation of the loob covered strap on vibrator pushing inside him, pressing along the inside of his ass. He growled loudly, his hands grasping at the bandied restraints. Fuck, he cried into his case. As she started to thrust in slow, determined movements. Suddenly, the vibrator sprang to life,
violently caressing every inch of him. The initial shock of discomfort subsided as waves of pleasure cascaded over his body. Without thinking, his hips moved to mirror her, thrusting his cock, pushing over the rough material of the pillow. Repeatedly, she pounded into his virginal ass, the vibrator sending shocks of pleasure, ricochetting through every nerve, biting into the gag, trying to control his body, to deny himself the orgasm that was already pounding through every cell, and Clergia stood in front of him, rubbing her clip furiously, taking his body out of his own control. Suddenly, she pushed the gag down over his chin aloud. He marked and moan loudly before she he thrust her dripping fingers into his mouth. The
erotic taste of her pleasure filled his body, his mouth unable to do anything else but suck the juices from her fingers. As he tensed around the vibrator in his ass, His thighs tightened and shook in the throes of dark pleasure. His eyes closed as suddenly he could hold back no longer. Hot streams of his cumb finally exploding from his cock, covering the pillow and spreading over his stomach. As he thrust out the final drops of satisfaction, his body twitched with sensitivity. Shocks of light felt his vision. So I bet you didn't expect to come so hard from being fucked in the ass like that, Claire whispered. Marie stepped backwards the vibrator, gently humming as she pulled it from his ass, before spanking him hard on his still throbbing
rosette and giggling to herself. So let's do a deal here, Mark, Claire whispered menacingly. You can keep coming every week for your therapeutic massage. You'll be nice to all of our therapist here, and the film of you being fucked in your ass and enjoying it will never leave my possession. Mart nodded silently, his body devoid of any strength to resist. Good.
And if you're very good, maybe Marie and I will make you our man hore again, just for an hour or so, she grinned, watching him just blink once for no, twice for yes, if you haven't got the strength to speak, marbling twice in agreement. Good, she said, cheerfully, spanking his ass with the rest sounding clapping sound before releasing his bandages. Now, please, mister Stuteley, take a moment before you get dressed. We don't want your knee injury getting any worse, now, do we, she said, as he dressed, both ladies giggling at the mention of his supposed knee injury. So another story draws to a close next week another story. Yes, so until next week when we can get wild in bed all over again. And this is devil in wild. Wish you
solacious dreams.
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