Small Cock Frustration Pt. 05

Although I couldn't see her face clearly, it was clear she had a smile. "You are right, neither of us have anything to hide from the other. We are both very naked and transparent."

Alexa started, "I was born in Travis City, Michigan. My childhood was happy until the day my world collapsed. My Dad was killed in an automobile accident when I was 10 years old."

The sudden pause indicated she was still suffering emotional stress. I said, "I am so sorry for your loss. I can tell he was a very special man."

After a few moments she continued, "Thank you. It was the worst time of my life. My mother became very depressed. Fortunately, she is a nurse and the hospital's psychiatrist helped through those terrible months. The driver that smashed into my dad's car was drunk and walked away unhurt. He was convicted of DUI manslaughter and spent 10 years in prison. That was little comfort to our family. Despite some life insurance and a lawsuit against the drunk driver, we barely scrapped by for the next few years. Our lives improved about 2 years later when my mother met Otto Brickmeyer who was a patient in the hospital. He was from Grand Rapids and suffered a broken arm while on vacation. One thing led to another and within a year they were married."

She continued, "I was still struggling with the loss of my dad and wasn't ready to have another man in the family, but Brick, his nick name, was patient and assured me he would never replace my father but he wanted to help me and our family with a new life. Brick owns two jewelry stores in Grand Rapids and has been very successful. He lost his wife to cancer three years before meeting mom and was just starting to get interested in meeting someone. In life sometimes a "lucky break" can be a real break."

"The move to Grand Rapids was a real change. I was busy in school; became a cheerleader; learned how to look and dress like a lady; and found boys were cute but could also be crude. I graduated from high school and won a scholarship to Michigan State for my interest in math. During my first three years in college I studied, making the Dean's list every semester. I worked at the campus bookstore to earn extra money. My social life was the usual Friday night bar and party scene. For some reason I never became involved with sororities but managed to be happy."

My life changed when my roommate, Jenny, wanted me to join her for a weekend at Eastern Michigan University. Her boy friend was in school there and wanted her to come of a big fraternity party. I remember it was a cold February Friday as we made the drive over to the University. Her boy friend was a real good-looking guy who also had brains. I felt like a third wheel, but he insisted I go with Jenny and him to the frat party. He said, 'Who knows you might meet someone who rocks your world'. We both laughed about that. "

"At the party was Rick Williamson. He was a "big man on campus" and a football star. All the girls wanted to date and be seen with him. Almost like a movie from across the room Rick spotted me and made a beeline to meet me. Why I don't know."

I replied, "Alexa, I certainly understand. You are a beautiful woman. He was smart and wanted to meet you." Although I could not clearly see her in the dark, I sensed Alexa blushed.

"You are kind, but Rick had a reputation of being a real party animal and probably had slept with half the girls on campus. I just was probably just another one to conquer. But for reasons not clear at that moment, we clicked. We had a wonderful time talking and as the evening progressed, Rick remained a gentleman. Later Jenny commented, 'You must have his attention. I suspect you are the only girl on campus he hasn't tried to put in the sack within two hours of meeting him.' I thought the opposite. I didn't meet his expectations."

"The next morning before Jenny and I were ready to leave for Michigan State, Rick ran up to me and asked if could come over and see me. Shocked, I said, sure. He handed me a small bunch of flowers and kissed my cheek. That began our romance."

"Sex was a big part of those early days and I think I spent more time naked and in bed than I did anything else. We had fun and fortunately, no pregnancies. We both graduated in May and got married in June."

"Rick had been a second team All American and a good linebacker. His dream was to play in the National Football League but that never happened. He was not drafted by any team and couldn't make the Detroit Lions as a walk on. I suggested he might want to play Canadian football for a year or two and then try again. Our relationship started to change from that point."

"Rick's family owns an auto parts manufacturing firm in Toledo, Ohio. He accepted his dad's offer to work for the company and eventually become its president. Ford was a major customer and the plant worked 3 shifts a day when cars and trucks were selling. When the market's slowed down so did the company's orders. Rick's dad started a separate company that manufactured after market parts for all models. So financially we had no problems."

"Rick's habits of being the life of the party and a heavy drinker soon became a problem for me. Our relationship started to change. I started working on my master's degree in psychology at the University of Michigan and Rick continued to live as if he was still in college. I became the designated driver and had to drag my drunk husband out of parties or bars and get him home. There were rumors that he was sleeping with several women who worked for the company. Our relationship became barely tolerable. I wanted counseling to help but he refused and said I was too emotional and had an overactive imagination. On several occasions while drunk he attacked me, and we had what amounted to rape."

"We were invited to a Super Bowl party at Rick's team-mate and best friend Al Langford. Al lived in Ypsilanti, Michigan which was about a 1 ½ hours north of our home in Toledo. There were 5 couples enjoying the food, game, and reliving college days. Al's wife, Connie, was a super hostess and the party was going great. Unfortunately, Rick and Al drank way too much and it soon became clear I was going to do the driving home. At one-point Rick grabbed my hand and pulled me into a bedroom. He started to kiss me and pull my clothes off. I told him to stop but he kept going and started to rip my clothes off. As I struggled, I felt another strong arm grab me and started ripping my clothes. With in a few seconds I was totally naked and crying. I tried to call for help but Rick jammed what was left of my panties in my mouth. He then said, 'You will love this so enjoy. You are going to have a sandwich.' Rick's big cock was rammed into my vagina. At the same moment Al's big cock penetrated my anus. I had never had anal sex before and it hurt."

"Both men pumped their cocks into me for several minutes before the warm flow entered me from both directions. I was hurt, humiliated, and embarrassed."

As Rick left me crying naked on the bed he smiled, "I know you loved it. Get yourself together and join the party."

"The last thing I was going to do was rejoin the party. My clothes were shredded. Fortunately, my coat, along with all the other guests' coats was in the room. I found my shoes, put on my coat, grabbed my purse with the car keys and left. I don't believe anyone noticed I was gone nor did they care. I left the heap that once were my clothes on the floor and as a message of indignation and defiance."

At that point I said, "You must have been in shock after that trauma. That had to be a terrible experience."

The sadness in her voice affirmed my belief as she continued. "It was a long drive home. I had lost my dignity, respect for Rick, and wishing I was far away from this entire place. Fortunately, I wasn't stopped by the Michigan State Police who were out in force looking for drunk drivers. Finally reaching home I took a long, hot shower wanting to wash the entire night off me. Humiliated and disgraced all I would do was stand in the shower and cry. Finally, I got out, dried off, put on my jeans, sweatshirt and gym shoes. Packed two suitcases with my clothes; a box full of shoes, and my computer. That was it. I left the keys to Rick's Mercedes on the kitchen counter. Loading my stuff into my Ford Fusion and left, never to return to that place once called home. I spent that night at a Marriott Courtyard and cried some more. In the morning I drove to Grand Rapids."

Touching Alexa's arm, I tried to show my support for her. She had been through a terrible ordeal and there was nothing I could say. After a moment of silence, I put my arm around her. "You are one magnificent woman." Touch of her hand told me she appreciated my concern.

Alexa replied, "Thank you but I am just a woman who has had to deal with a broken heart and determined to rebuild my life. Please never share this with anyone. Brick is very protective of his girls. My Mom is treated like a queen and his son's wife like royalty. His 'Prussian temper' only comes out when one of us are threatened or hurt. I am afraid if Brick found out what Rick had done to me; Rick's body would end up in the Detroit river. "

I said, "This secret is safe with me. So how did you find your way to Tampa?"

"That was relatively easy. I don't like winter and I wanted to go where the sun shined all year. After Rick filed for divorce, we settled quickly, and I was free to move on with life. He apparently had several relationships that didn't work out so great, but he was no longer my problem."

She continued, "My degree in math and work on my master's degree in psychology made me a good candidate for an analysist position with the Neilsen company in Tampa. I was offered the job the day my divorce was final and the next day started driving to Tampa. As the miles passed the distance gave me a new sense of being and freedom. This was the new beginning I wanted."

I asked, "How did you meet Master Michael?"

Alexa replied, "I will tell you after I go to the restroom. By bladder is full and I can't hold it much longer. I am only worried that Master Michael might still be looking for us."

I got up and walked to the locked door with the desk which I hastily pulled in front of it. Moving the barricade from the door, I slightly opened it to listen. There were no sounds and the lights were off. "I think everyone has gone. I'll make certain before you come out." After a minute or so it became clear the building was empty.

"Alexa, its safe to come out no one appears to be here." With that a naked Alexa emerged from the room and headed straight for the restroom. After a few minutes she came out and said, "Thank you, I was about to pee myself. That would have been embarrassing and not a good way to impress you."

I replied with a smile, "After all we have been through today, I thought you were a goddess and didn't worry about these worldly annoyances. At least I think you are a goddess."

"Hardly, I am just a girl from Michigan who met a knight in shining armor tonight. I really think highly of Sir Jim."

Blushing, "I am hardly a knight in shining armor. Just a guy who met a beautiful woman that I could help. Let's see if we can find our clothes and get out of here. You have a flight to catch this morning."

Searching the room at the far side of the club where I first met Master Michael, neither mine nor Alexa's clothes were found in that space. A further search of the entire club resulting in nothing. It was apparent that Master Michael had taken them so we would have nothing to wear. After 30 minutes of futile searching for our clothes or anything to wear, I made the decision to go to my car which was still in the parking lot. Fortunately, I had left my keys, wallet, and cellphone locked in the car. My Ford Explorer had a keypad on the driver's side door. Running bare foot on a gravel driveway was no fun but I made it to the car and quickly put in the code, 58128, and the car was unlocked. Starting the engine, I immediately drove to the club entrance. Motioning to Alexa to come out and get in front. Which she quickly did. Nothing like having a beautiful naked woman in my car but this was not the way I ever wanted that to happen. Pulling around to an unlit side of the building, I pulled a windbreaker and a gym bag from the back seat.

I handed the windbreaker and a pair of gym shorts to Alexa. "Sorry, this is the best I can do. Put these on so you will be modestly protected in the event we are stopped by the police for any reason."

I pulled a sweaty T-shirt and an athletic support out of the bag and put them on. "At least if we are stopped, the cops can't charge me with indecent exposure. Maybe bad wardrobe selection but that's not a crime."

Alexa started laughing. "That outfit might start you on a whole new career as a fashion designer. GQ magazine will be calling tomorrow."

We both laughed as I pulled away from the club and headed to my house which was approximately halfway to Alexa's apartment.

"You asked me how I got connected to Master Michael. His company hired Nielsen to a customer demographic study. He scheduled an appointment to provide the specific parameters of the study. After spending an hour discussing the project, he invited me to have lunch. It seemed appropriate and I was interested in learning more about his company."

"We had a nice lunch and he asked about my work. I told him that I was working on my PHD in psychology specializing in human sexuality variations. I was especially interested in learning more about the desires of men and women that went beyond the 'normally accepted sexual standards.

Michael indicated, "I also have an interest in understanding while 'normal men and women' hold secret desires and passions that they must eventually act upon."

We discussed some of the concepts that I was developing for my PHD Thesis. This included the fact the both men and women suppress their primal desires until a major change forces or allows them to explore them. Popular wisdom has been that men are naturally inclined to drift into perverted activities, while women do not. My study has indicated that both are equally likely to stray from normal sexual behavior.

Michael told me that he had a club where men and women gather and release their inhibitions in a safe environment. He thought I might find it a valuable experience to attend one evening to see how people act when they are not restricted. He asked, "Have you studied or had and Dominant/Submissive experiences. This is one of the most exciting and revealing expression of uninhibited sexual freedom."

He continued, "There will be a gathering tonight at our club. I would like to invite you as a guest to observe people free in a D/s environment."

At first, I was reluctant to accept this offer. What would I be getting myself into? This could be dangerous and besides I have only known this man for a few hours. The memories of that Super Bowl party in Ypsilanti, flooded back into my mind. But Michael is very persuasive, and he seemed to be a responsible person. I finally agreed.

"Okay, I will pick you up at 7:30 and drive you over to the club. This is an informal evening so wear whatever makes you comfortable." Little did I know that would eventually translate into wearing nothing.

Uncomfortable about having Michael pick me up at my apartment I told him I was working late and asked him to pick me up at the office. He agreed. At 7:30 he drove his Corvette up to the front door. I was waiting for him.

We arrived a little after 8:00 in front of what had been a warehouse. He said, "I converted this warehouse into a club for adults. It is a safe place for everyone who enters."

Walking through the front door I noticed a lobby area and a set of rules posted on the entrance into the main hall. Michael ushered me quickly past the sign and up a flight of stairs into a small seating area that overlooked the main hall. "Sit here so that you can watch all the activity that will begin very soon. I must go down and change into appropriate clothes."

Unsure about what was about to happen I sat in shadows compared to the well-lit main floor. Within a few minutes people started to enter. Five naked women entered with four men and one woman who were dressed in dark, almost menacing clothes. Michael entered wearing black leather pants, a leather vest with no shirt underneath. His was in sharp contrast to the way he looked when he brought me to this place.

He ordered, "Slaves assume your position of respect." With that all of the naked women went to their knees; put their hands behind their backs; and bowed their heads." A strange, erotic feeling came over me which I tried to suppress.

After a moment Michael simply nodded to the first male. He immediately ordered his woman to her feet. Securing her hands to a hanging bar, he began to flog her. I did not want to look at first but as the flogging continued, I couldn't help but watch. To my surprise the woman started to moan in a sexual way and after another 5 minutes or so she screaming as she had a very amazing orgasm. After which she went limp. Her man immediately untied her hands, wrapped a blanket around her, and held her. I had just witnessed a BDSM sexually induced orgasm. The next couple started their entrance into sexual release.

As the evening progressed it became clear that the naked women were receiving pure pleasure from what would otherwise be considered perverted violence. The final couple was comprised of two women. It was very clear the dominant woman enjoyed controlling the naked one. She eventually pulled a dildo out of her pocket and brought her slave to a full and I might say amazing orgasm. The sub collapsed from exhaustion. My wet panties provided the telltale sign that I too had been aroused.

"After another 10 minutes or so Master Michael climbed the stairs and in a soft voice simply said, 'come with me'. It was almost like he had taken control of me because without hesitation, I obeyed."

Once on the main hall floor with the naked women sitting in a semi-circle around me and their dominants behind them, Master Michael looked at me with a stern face and simply said, "Take off your clothes."

Standing there in disbelief I hesitated and refused to obey. I wanted to leave but also wanted to stay. My wet panties indicated I had been aroused and wondered if I was ready to experience this type of sexual release.

"Take off your clothes and assume the position of an obedient sub."

The first woman who had been flogged and had an amazing orgasm whispered to me. "Go ahead and obey so you will find a new sense of freedom. Just take your clothes off and submit to your innermost desires."

For reasons I don't understands I started to remove the blouse I had worn to work. Then my skirt slid down my legs. At that point my bra, panties and nylons were still on.

"Now take the rest off. You are free to leave but you want to stay so remove the rest of your clothes and do it quickly." Master Michael's voice was almost hypnotic, and I felt compelled to obey.

Standing on one foot and then the other I took my nylons and shoes off. That was awkward as I attempted to balance myself as others watched me. As I stood there for a moment one of the women came up behind me and unclasped my bra and slid it off my shoulders. My breasts were exposed, and I felt both embarrassment and a strange sense of freedom.

Only my damp panties remained to protect my modesty. At that moment the woman who had just removed my bra placed her fingers under the waist band of my panties and pulled them down. I stood there naked in front of a room full of strangers. It was the most unusual and erotic sensation I had ever experienced.

Master Michael then spoke, "You are now a free being." Looking to the woman who had just finished removing my last shred of modesty he ordered, "Bring her to me."