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Dangerous Desires - part 3
You’re sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of wine as you watch the crowd. It’s been a few weeks since your last encounter with Westwood, and you can’t help but feel a tinge of excitement at the thought of seeing him again.
As if on cue, the door swings open, and there he is – tall, dark, and mysterious as ever. Your heart skips a beat as he scans the room, his eyes finally landing on you. A slow smile spreads across his face, and you can’t help but smile back.
He saunters over to you, taking a seat beside you at the bar. “Hello, YN,” he says, his voice low and smooth. “It’s good to see you again.”
“Hi, Westwood,” you reply, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. “I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see you again after … well, you know.”
He chuckles softly. “Yes, our little adventure was quite something, wasn’t it?” His eyes sparkle with mischief as he leans in closer. “But I have a feeling we’ve only scratched the surface of what’s possible between us.”
You swallow hard, your body already responding to his nearness. “I-I don’t know,” you stammer. “It was pretty intense last time. I’m not sure if I’m ready for more.”
Westwood reaches out and takes your hand in his, his fingers warm and reassuring. “We’ll take it slow,” he promises. “I just want to explore this with you, see where it leads us.”
You hesitate for a moment before nodding your agreement. “Okay,” you say softly. “Let’s do it.”
Later that evening, back at Westwood’s place, you find yourself exploring his hidden BDSM room while looking for a bathroom. The room is filled with various equipment and devices related to erotic asphyxiation – ropes, gags, blindfolds, and more. Your pulse quickens as you imagine the possibilities they present.
As you’re examining a set of handcuffs, your attention is drawn to Westwood’s phone lying on a nearby table. On the screen is an open text message from someone named ‘Mistress M’. The message reads: “Hey there, sexy. Missed our little sessions last week. When can we play again?”
Your heart skips a beat as you realize Westwood has been keeping secrets about his BDSM activities. Feeling betrayed and confused, you make your way back to the living room, where Westwood is waiting for you.
“I found your phone,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady. “And I saw the message from Mistress M.”
Westwood’s eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly recovers his composure. “Ah, yes,” he says, running a hand through his dark hair. “Mistress M is someone I used to play with occasionally. But that was before I met you.”
“So, you’ve been lying to me this whole time?” you ask, crossing your arms over your chest. “Telling me you’ve never done any of this stuff before when clearly, you have?”
Westwood sighs and nods. “I’m sorry, YN,” he says sincerely. “I didn’t want to scare you off by telling you the truth. I wanted to take things slow, see if you were even interested in exploring this with me.”
You remain silent for a moment, processing his words. Finally, you say, “I understand why you did it, but that doesn’t make it okay. We need to have trust and communication if we’re going to continue doing this together.”
Westwood nods in agreement. “You’re right,” he says. “And I promise to be more open with you from now on. No more secrets, no more lies. I want us to explore this world together, but only if it’s what you truly desire.”
With renewed trust and understanding, you find yourself engaging in advanced erotic asphyxiation techniques with Westwood, pushing your limits and deepening your intimacy even further. As the night progresses, you discover new sensations and experiences that leave you breathless and eager for more.
Finally, exhausted but exhilarated, you collapse onto Westwood’s bed, your body still humming with pleasure. “That was … incredible,” you whisper, your eyes heavy with satisfaction.
Westwood chuckles softly and pulls you close, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he murmurs into your hair. “And I promise, there’s still so much more for us to explore.”
As you drift off to sleep in Westwood’s embrace, you can’t help but wonder what other secrets and desires he is hiding, and how far you will go to satisfy your shared passion for erotic asphyxiation.
You wake up the next morning, still feeling the aftereffects of last night’s intense encounter with Westwood. As you get dressed, you can’t help but smile to yourself, remembering the incredible sensations and the newfound trust between you.
Later that day, you find yourself back at the local bar where you first met Westwood. You share a drink and discuss your experiences from the previous night, both expressing interest in exploring more advanced erotic asphyxiation techniques together.
That evening, you return to Westwood’s place, eager to delve deeper into this dangerous yet exhilarating world. As you enter his home, you notice a faint smell of leather and a hint of something else – something that makes your heart race with anticipation.
Westwood leads you to his hidden BDSM room, and your eyes widen as you take in the array of equipment and devices related to erotic asphyxiation. There are gas masks, choking devices, and even a vacuum bed – a contraption that creates a feeling of weightlessness and enhances the erotic asphyxiation experience.
“Wow,” you breathe, running your fingers over the smooth surface of the vacuum bed. “This is… intense.”
Westwood grins at your reaction. “I know it’s a lot to take in, but trust me – we’re going to have an incredible time tonight.”
As you both prepare for your session, Westwood explains the importance of communication and trust in BDSM play. He shows you how to use a safe word if things become too intense or if you need to stop. You nod, feeling reassured by his concern for your well-being.
Westwood straps on a gas mask, and you do the same, the tightness of the rubber against your face sending a shiver down your spine. The restriction of oxygen makes your senses heighten, and you feel more aware of every sound, smell, and touch in the room.
Westwood guides you onto the vacuum bed, and as you lie down, you feel the soft cushioning envelop your body. He secures the bed’s cover over you, creating a sealed environment that amplifies the sensations of erotic asphyxiation.
As Westwood begins to control your breathing with a choking device, you feel a rush of adrenaline course through your veins. The combination of the gas mask and the restricted oxygen supply creates an intense euphoria, and you find yourself moaning with pleasure as Westwood expertly manipulates your body’s responses.
You and Westwood engage in passionate make-out sessions and penetrative sex in various positions, incorporating the erotic asphyxiation techniques into your lovemaking. The heightened sensations make every touch, every kiss, and every thrust more intense than anything you’ve ever experienced before.
At one point, you gasp, “This is so intense… I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Westwood responds with a low growl, “Trust me, baby. We’re in this together, and I would never let anything happen to you.” His words fill you with confidence and reassurance, allowing you to fully surrender to the experience.
As you both reach the height of your passion, Westwood growls, “You’re mine now,” emphasizing his dominance over you. The possessive declaration sends a thrill through your body, and you feel an overwhelming sense of belonging and satisfaction in this dangerous yet exhilarating world that you share with him.
After you both climax, you lie on the vacuum bed, catching your breath and discussing the intensity of your experience. The chapter closes with you and Westwood agreeing to continue exploring erotic asphyxiation techniques together but also acknowledging the importance of trust and communication in your relationship.