Flynn entered the chamber and the first thing that assaulted his senses was the pulsating bass beat of Adele. It almost vibrated the padded, soundproof walls. The lighting was dimmed to just the glow of the red sconces hanging around the room. It made for an eerie atmosphere which was the point of the torture chamber.

None of this was helpful for his lack of sleep and raging headache. But then he saw Sally, and his mood lifted, and his cock twitched.

Sally was a beautiful woman. She was naked and kneeling facing the door. Her long blonde hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, making it easy to hold her head in place or give a good yank when she wasn’t following instructions.

Her head was bowed but he knew she was wearing fire engine red lipstick. It’s practically an unspoken rule here at the club for women to wear red lipstick. Men love to see that sweet red mouth swallow their cock’s whole.

Sally’s tits should be on display in a museum somewhere. Tits like hers bring most men to their knees. They’re not real, but they are perfect, big, and firm.

She had a slim but powerful build. There wasn’t much soft about this woman. Which is why some would be surprised that she is a submissive. Or maybe not surprised, because she spends her days conquering a still male dominated boardroom. When she needs to decompress, she comes to Club Bliss and lets the masters dominate her needs and desires. All she had to do is let go and let the bliss take over.

Flynn had already stripped down to nothing but his jeans in his office. After he closed and locked the chamber door, he slid his jeans off and walked to Sally.

Flynn ran his hand down the long ponytail, grabbing it and pulling her head towards his mouth as he leaned down.

“Good morning, Mistress Sally. Master Jack wasn’t available today. It’s me, Master Flynn. Are you okay with that?”

She gave a soft gasp and a quick nod. “It’s been a long time since we played, Master Flynn.”

Flynn wrapped his hand around her ponytail and tightened his grip.

“You know better than to speak unless I ask you a question. You will be punished for your insubordination. Now open that sweet mouth and take my cock.”

He could see her breathing quicken as she obediently opened her mouth wide.

Still gripping her hair, Flynn guided his painfully hard cock into her hot mouth. She groaned as she got her first taste of the precum dripping off the tip.

Flynn inhaled sharply as his cock was masterfully devoured by a woman that loved fellatio as much as he did.

He let his head fall back as he pumped his hips. “Come on, babe, take it all the way down your throat. Yeah, that’s it. Good girl.”

He could feel the slight tingle at the base of his spine begin. Sally was gagging and tears were leaking out of the corners of her eyes.

He eased his cock out of her mouth and wiped the spittle off her chin with his thumb. He made sure her eye mask was still firmly in place before he told her to stand up.

Flynn secured nipple clamps with dangly red beads hanging from them.

Sally flinched and gasped which was the effect Flynn was looking for. The clamps were new and tighter than most. Her reaction made his cock twitch painfully.

His excitement was building. This was the first time he was trying out some of the new features that he’d had installed in the torture chamber.

The feature that excited him the most was the bondage board that he’d had installed at the foot of the bed. The device looked exactly like a medieval stock. Which was exactly what they were.

Flynn led Sally to the bed and told her to climb on. He directed her body to the stock. First, he secured her hands and then directed her head, so her neck lay on the cushioned wood.

The moment he brought the top down and it clicked; Flynn saw Sally physically stiffen in fear. She had not used one of these before. She thought she knew everything in the torture chamber, but she was in for a surprise.

“What’s your safe word, Mistress Sally?” he growled in her ear.

“Banana,” she said with trepidation.

“Do you want to use your safe word now?” Flynn asked in a softer voice.

“No,” came the immediate reply.

“Good girl,” Flynn purred in her ear.

Flynn began to stroke Sally’s ass cheeks softly. He then picked up the paddle he’d thrown on the bed and gave her a hard whack.

Sally let out a scared yelp but otherwise said nothing.

He gave her five more hard smacks before he turned and did the same to the other ass cheek. Her ass glowed red and was hot to his touch. Flynn gently stroked her ass to calm her heavy breathing. Towards the end she was crying out in pain but never spoke.

He looked at his watch and was shocked that they only had a half an hour left of the session. Why hadn’t she just scheduled her usual two hours?

Flynn teased her seam until she was squirming and then he slid two fingers inside of her. Her loud moan and her soaking wet pussy told him she was almost ready to come. He wasn’t going to allow that quite yet.

Flynn slowly and deliberately slid his fingers in and out of her, not giving her the hard friction, she desperately needed.

He could feel her body getting ready, so he directed his cock at her entrance and drove into her.

Sally screamed and moaned. Flynn was relentless as he pumped into her tight heat. He felt her grip him like a vice before she cried out. The spasms were strong as she tried to milk him.

He didn’t let her rest long; he began to run his thumb around her ass ring. He could see her flinch and stiffen. He smacked her ass for flinching. She yelped but stayed still. He let his thumb sink into her sopping pussy before he again began to message her tight little hole.

“Relax your muscles, babe. Come on, open up for Master Flynn,” he urged.

Flynn could see she was trying to relax so he gently stroked her ass cheek as he reached for the condom and lube.

He lathered lube on his thumb and pushed his way into her tightness. Jesus, she was tight. Flynn wasn’t sure he would fit. There was nothing small about him.

Finally, her hole relaxed, and he pulled his thumb out and replaced it with his aching cock. He had just got the tip in when she cried out in pain.

Flynn went still to see if she was going to use her safe word, but not hearing anything, he grabbed her hips and pushed his way further in. The feeling was unbelievable. He let his head fall back in ecstasy.

He still was only partially inside her, but he let his hips begin to pump slowly to get her used to the sensation. It worked to let her relax even more into it, letting him inch his cock closer to being bottomed out inside her.

For that to happen, Flynn reached down and turned on the vibrator and inserted it into her pussy. She moaned loudly and within seconds was coming again. She screamed and that sound went straight to his cock.

Flynn dropped the vibrator and grabbed her hips. He drove into her tight ass like a madman until he bottomed out with every thrust. He had completely lost himself and didn’t realize Sally was screaming until he hollered and came harder than he had in a long time.

Coming back down, he slowly eased himself from her ass and tied the heavy condom, tossing it in the trash beside the bed.

He reached up and unlatched the stockade. The moment he did, Sally fell to the side and Flynn caught her up and carried her to the overstuffed leather couch. He wrapped a blanket around her and held her close to him.

Sally was crying when he took the blindfold off her. Flynn stroked her head and whispered what a good girl she had been.

She snuggled against him and closed her eyes. Moments later they were both asleep.

They didn’t sleep long. A buzzer sounded indicating that the scene was done. Flynn looked down to see Sally smiling up at him.

“Hi,” he whispered.

Sally beamed. “Hi.”

“Big day today?” he asked.

She sighed. “Yeah, a lot is riding on today’s meeting.”

Flynn kissed the side of her head softly. “You’ll kill it.”

Sally giggled. “Yeah, but I won’t be able to sit down.”

He helped her up and wrapped the blanket around her. “I hope it was worth it,” I said, giving her a hug from behind.

Flynn watched as Sally padded towards the bathroom. She turned and smiled. “It definitely was, thank you, Master Flynn.”