The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

... other for the rest of the period. The bell rang some time later and we stood up to go our separate ways. As we walked past one another - Danielle heading towards the main door, me back towards the school building - she turned, glanced around, then asked quietly: "Your place on Friday?"

"See you then." I said.

I watched her walk out the doorway while retrieving a pack of cigarettes and lighter from her bag. As she turned the corner out the door, she lit one up and disappeared from sight.

~

Chapter Four - The Danielle Domination

Over the course of that week, much of my internet "research" had focussed on the strange enjoyment I had experienced in causing Danielle pain and the way she seemed to derive pleasure from experiencing it. I discovered a whole genre of porn I'd never been interested in, watching girls tied up and forced to orgasm repeatedly while being whipped, spanked and electrocuted. It was so weird to me, but also a total turn on! I fantasised about tying Danielle up and caning her ass, forcing her to cum over and over, that she was my sex slave to do with as I pleased.

I saw little of Danielle in school the next few days and when I did I had been careful not to interact with her. In French class I had to resist making an excuse to follow her out the classroom when she was once again dismissed to see the head teacher. Although I did then wonder if she was hoping I would do.

I spent some of my week looking for ideas of how we could spend ...

... Friday (based on my research). As a result I now had in my room a collection of "toys":

1) One paddle ball (ball and string cut off)

2) The ball.

3) An old leather belt.

4) Tow-rope from the boot of our car.

5) Clothes pegs from the laundry.

6) Half a garden cane.

7) One pair of plastic handcuffs.

The final item I had found at the bottom of the old toy box in the loft (along with the paddle ball) and figured they might be fun. I didn't have the key but knew they could be easily opened by shoving a biro lid in the lock. The rest of the items I just hoped wouldn't be missed.

When Friday came around I was a little nervous. I knew Danielle had enjoyed the pain of having her ass stretched open for the first time and of me squeezing and pulling her nipples, but how would she react to what I was now thinking of. It was pretty kinky, she could be totally freaked out. I decided to pursue a cautious approach. Greeting her at the door with the paddle and rope probably wasn't the way to go.

Danielle arrived at my house a little after school. I'd had time for a quick shower as it was a warm day and changed into jeans and a t-shirt. She had apparently also been home, having changed out of her usual school attire. She was wearing a white tank top which seemed even tighter than her usual v-neck and a pleated skirt that evoked that 90's Rachel Green look. She had finished her ensemble with knee high boots which matched her bag.

"Hey" she said as I opened the ...