June 6, 2010 Harper’s on Sunday.

After brunch, I needed to get out, needed some alone time. I privately called Harper, left a message, she returned my call and I told her I was aimless and would drive out (its 25 miles or so) if she was going to be around. She told me to come on.

I picked up a bottle of wine on the way, got there, still dressed in really nice clothes I’d worn to brunch that morning. I told her I’d had a pissy weekend, didn’t tell her any details, and she didn’t ask. After killing most of the bottle, she suggested we go out to her shop. As soon as we did, she leaned against a work table, had me sitting o a low stool in front of her and motioned me to her pussy. I took her shorts and panties down, and still dressed, I ate her. While I did she stripped me naked from the waist up.

She had me take everything else off while she smoked a cigarette and told me she was deciding what to do with me first. She had me kneel, knees really wide apart, sitting back, and my ass against my heels. Hands gripping my ankles, but then she cuffed right hand to right ankle, left to left. Stood in front of me, used a crop and hit my cunt repeatedly, then would stick her pussy in my face and have me eat her. She had another orgasm and kept tapping my cunt with her crop. She turned, bent at the waist slightly, and stuck her ass back in my face. I sucked her ass. She kept swatting my cunt, not really hard, just enough to make me winch, rub the leather patch of the crop over me, hit me and so on. She wanted me to cumm from this. We went on for a few minutes sweat streaming down all over me from the heat, my tongue probing her ass, until I orgasmed. She turned around and pissed all over me, told me now I looked like the whore she knew. She had me piss for her.

My knees were aching. She uncuffed me, let me stretch my legs. She debated about (as she put it) tearing me up but since I came to her voluntarily, she’d be nice and save the really diabolical stuff for another time. She mentioned there was a girl she wanted me to meet but that person wasn’t in town this weekend.

She cleared some junk off her work table and had me lay face down, my hips at the edge, feet wide apart on the floor. I gripped the sides of the table with my hands but she tied my wrists with strips of leather to the front table legs and my ankles to the back legs. She left me like that, walked to her house and came back with a strappy and huge dildo. When I saw it, I went omg. She laughed, lubed my ass, put on her strappy and eased the monster in me. Eventually I adjusted to it and she literally raped my ass. To make it interesting, so she said, she attached clamps to my cunt lips, added weights (how much I don’t know) and fucked me. She was fucking me so hard the table would jiggle, weights would swing, slapped my ass with her hands then a stick. She told me not to dare cumm until she said so. I was in agony but I held back until she eventually let me cumm. She removed the strappy, crawled up on the table, locked her thighs around my head, pulled my head back by my hair and had me lick her off one more time then dribbled piss on my face.

She got off the table, removed the weights, and told me she was on the verge of losing control and simply torturing me. I nearly panicked. However, she said she was going in the house and take a cool shower until the urge passed. She left me like that, locked the door to the shop and went to her house. I laid there in a daze until she returned. I pissed again.

She came back with a wet towel, untied me and let me wipe off. I dressed and thanked her. She told me that Stephanie wanted a school’s out party and she might let them have it at her place; she still hadn’t decided because she isn’t too keen on most of her friends. But then she added it might be interesting to see them use me and that other whore, Linda. I told her I’d leave that in her hands. She told me to leave before she changed her mind. I thanked her again and left.