CHAPTER 1

Cindy lay on the black, silk sheet, her naked body limp and sated. She felt the burning
heat in her buttocks and the dampness between her legs and smiled to herself. It had been
a birthday to remember and now she was truly able to start putting her plans into action –
plans that from today would mean she would be the envy of all her friends until they
joined her exclusive little club and became one of The Taken. Beside her, Mario stretched
out on his side of the bed, contented that his evening’s work was complete. On the bedside
table beside him lay the paddle and the other equipment he’d used to give the eighteen
years old girl beside him the experience of a lifetime. 

                                         ***

It had all started a few weeks earlier. Mario had been dating Katriona for over a year.
She was twenty one and he was a year or so older. He had, of course, met her younger
sister, Cindy, but he had been unaware of her desires. Katriona still lived at home with
her sister and parents but she was a frequent visitor  to Mario’s apartment. They had kind
of made Saturday nights their special nights – nights when torrid passion had become the
norm for the happy couple.  What Mario did not know was that Katriona used to go home and
tell her younger sister all that took place – and as the months had gone by Cindy had
become hotter and hotter for her sister’s boyfriend.
     Katriona and Cindy had both had a strict upbringing and boys had been frowned on
until they had reached their late teens. Sex was considered a dirty word and both girls
had been unduly protected by their parents and were naïve. Mario was Katriona’s first
boyfriend of note and she had been frightened at first by his manly advances. She had
backed away from his earliest attempts to woo her into his bed but had finally relented,
on the strict understanding that whatever happened that first time, it had to be something
she would remember for the rest of her life. Mario had promised she would not be
disappointed so she had consented to her defloration.
     That first session with Mario was indeed a memorable occasion. He cooked a meal for
them both and provided a bottle of decent sparkling wine. They ate and chatted, though
their animated behaviour gave away the fact that they were both preoccupied with what was
to follow.
     “Trust me,” Mario pleaded as he led the hesitant young woman to his bedroom. He sat
her on the end of the bed and began to cuddle her. She’d done this before and responded to
his touch. She even parted her legs a little so he could slide a hand up her inner thigh.
He’d done that before and had even caressed her breasts. This warmed her body and she felt
the first trembling of arousal, trembling that was intensified by the knowledge that
tonight she would go all the way. 
     “How do you want me?”
     “Not yet. Remember, I promised you would remember tonight for ever – and you will.”
     Mario’s hand was on the small patch of knickers that covered Katriona’s pubes. In a
moment his fingers had teased inside the cloth and he began to stroke her labia. Katriona
had allowed him to do this before and as always, his touch made her gasp with
anticipation. Tonight though, instead of clamming up, Katriona lay back and opened her
legs wider for him. Mario took the hint and in a moment he had slid both her skirt and
knickers down her legs so they lay on the floor at the foot of the bed. The light in the
room was low, but enough for Mario to admire the naked sex that was now presented to him
through the thick thatch of dark pubes. Gently he teased the pubes apart and then the
labia, exposing the soft, pink flesh beneath. He found her prominent clitoris quickly and
teased it with his finger. Katriona was gasping more loudly now and Mario felt the
dampness of her arousal as his finger brushed lightly over the crack between her sex lips.

     “Oh, God,” Katriona gasped, “do me, Mario, do me.”
     “In good time, but first we have to create the memory.”
     Mario climbed on top of Katriona and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her full, firm
breasts – breasts that had dark areolas and pert, stiff nipples to heighten his own
arousal.
     “Beautiful,” he murmured as he kissed both nipples in turn, before taking one in his
mouth, playfully nibbling it.
     “You want a real memory?” He asked, already knowing the reply.
     “Yes, the best ever. Can you do that for me?”
     “I can, but you must trust me.”
     “Okay, what do you want me to do?”
     “Nothing, just relax.”
     Mario climbed off Katriona and knelt by her side, still teasing her nipple in his
left hand. Then he stretched her left hand above her head until it just reached the
headboard. The headboard was one of those metal tubular affairs, and in a moment Katriona
felt the strap around her wrist as Mario tightened the buckle, securing her hand in place.
The other end of the buckle was already secured to the headboard.
     “That’s certainly memorable,” Katriona smiled, though she was obviously nervous.
     “It will help you to feel vulnerable.”
     Mario was already stretching her other hand up to the headboard and in a few moments
it too was secured in place.
     With her hands now bound securely above her head, Katriona was unable to protect her
body.
     “Now, we will fully expose your little sex and then we will set about the task of
creating you a memory. Have you ever been paddled before?”
     “Only by the headmistress at school – and boy did that hurt. Why?”
     “Because I have it in mind to paddle you a little tonight. It will add to your
memory and also, I think you will need to learn a little discipline if we are to be a
truly happy couple.”
     “You’re into domination?”
     “Oh yes, I like to dominate and I like my woman to be compliant. Does that bother
you?”
     “No, it’s just that I have never really thought about it.”
     “Well, tonight I will save you all that thinking – we will see what you think of
it.”
     Mario had slid off the bed and Katriona could feel him strapping something tightly
around her ankles. Her legs were dangling over the edge of the bed and when Mario had
secured the cuffs to her ankles he clipped the free ends of the cuffs to a thin pole that
was about three feet long. 
     “Now, we will raise the pole up and over your head and secure it to the bed head.
That way your pretty little bottom will be over your head and you will be able to see for
yourself when you are about to be paddled.”
     “I’m not sure I will like this. Can we stop, please, Mario, it’s turning me off.”
     “Just a little longer and I assure you, you will start to enjoy this.”
Mario lifted the pole over Katriona’s head and tied it with rope to the bed head. Her
knees were bent with her buttocks pointing to the ceiling, spread apart so her sex was
exposed. Mario smiled with anticipation as he located the small, leather ping-pong bat
shaped paddle he was going to use.
     Smack! The paddle landed mid-buttock. Not a hard swat but enough to make Katriona
squirm and gasp.
     Smack! Smack! Smack! The paddle landed a few more times, not hard but Katriona
gasped more loudly with each swat. Then she felt Mario’s hand on the area he had paddled.
His hand was soft and cooling on her flesh that was already beginning to show signs of
heat. 
     “You are going pink already,” said Mario. “Do you like the heat?”
     “Actually it’s not too bad,” said Katriona. 
     “Good,” said Mario, allowing his finger to drift into the crack between Katriona’s
sex lips. “Then we will do some more.”
     He had barely finished speaking before the paddle landed again across Katriona’s
buttocks. Again and again he applied the paddle until over thirty swats had been applied
and Katriona’s flesh was a dark pink and red colour. 
     “Oh God, that hurts,” Katriona was saying as each fresh swat landed. Tears were in
her eyes but she was not sobbing. The pain was slowly giving rise to pleasure – a burning
desire for release that had started deep in her buttocks and then filtered into her vulva,
causing her to become wet with desire.
     “So, your little pussy likes what I am doing,” Mario said as he ran his finger over
the crack between her sex lips again. “Perhaps I should whip your sex into a frenzy?” 
     “Yes, yes, do it,” Katriona surprised herself by her response. “Just make me come
Mario; I need the release of an orgasm.”
     “You have had orgasms before?”
     “Yes.”
     “With other men?” Mario knew she had never climaxed with him before.
     “No.”
     “How then?”
     “I have fingers and when I have been with you for the evening I often go home and
finger the heat out of my pussy. It was the only thing I could do without being fucked by
you.”
     “And you want to be fucked now?”
     “Yes, I need that release more than ever.”
     “And you will have it.”
     Mario parted her sex lips and slid a single finger deep into her vulva. Crooking it
so his finger rubbed against the upper side of the vaginal wall, Mario gently and slowly
stroked the finger in and out of her sex.
     “Come, my little one, you can release now if you want,” he smiled. He could already
feel the wetness in her sex rising as her upturned body responded to his touch. He was
quite experienced at this and knew exactly where to rub. Katriona had a well-defined
G-Spot and it swelled under his touch until the young woman felt the contractions in her
abdomen as the pleasure waves of the orgasm rocked her restrained body.
     “God that was good,” she gasped eventually, “but you didn’t fuck me.” She sounded
hurt as if she had been denied the real thing she had been after.
     “There is plenty of time for that.” Mario laughed gently as he fetched the small
horse-hair whip from a drawer in his dressing table. “This has a thousand fine hairs
wrapped into the handle. Each is about six inches long. A friend of mine showed me how to
use it once – you will soon be burning hot again.”
     Mario sounded preoccupied as he spoke and Katriona was once again afraid when she
felt the hairs of the whip as they stroked her labia. She was still wet from her climax
and her sex was fully exposed, her swollen clitoris still aroused and jutting out from its
protective hood. The fine hairs caressed her bud and Katriona moaned with the resumed
pleasure.
     Mario flicked the whip into the air and the hairs came crashing down right across
her sex. Katriona gasped from the sudden pain, a pain that seemed to cover every nook and
cranny of her groin, a pain that rushed through her sensitive nerve endings to her brain.
     “Yeeeow,” she cried out as the whip landed on her sex for the second time. This was
painful, much more so than the paddling. Mario flicked the fine horses hair across
Katriona’s bulging labia a dozen times, whipping her senses into a frenzy. Then he put the
whip down and took the tube of cooling cream off the bedside table. 
     With Katriona still bound to the bed and with her cunt pointing to the ceiling,
Mario dropped a decent glob of the cream directly onto her swollen sex. 
     “Oohh, that’s cold,” Katriona muttered.
     “It will soothe you.” Mario said softly. Gently he parted the damp pubes to expose
the fiery flesh beneath and then, with one finger began to softly, deliberately massage
the cool cream into her sex. 
     Katriona felt the pangs of arousal building up inside her once again and the
softness of his touch soon had her burning once again with desire. 
     “Oh God, Mario, you’ve got to fuck me, darling. I want to feel your cock inside me.”
She was becoming delirious as Mario continued to inscribed small circles with his finger
around the bud of her clitoris. 
     “Not yet, we still have more to do. To begin with I want to remove your long pubes
as it will make you more sensitive. Do you mind?”
     “No, not if you want to. Oh God, I’m going to cum. Arrrggghhhh,” Katriona gasped and
then with a loud grunt she panted as the waves of orgasmic release flowed through her
body. 
     “Good, then I will only be a moment.” 
     Mario was as good as his word. In less than a minute he has squirted the foaming
white froth onto Katriona’s exposed sex. Then he took the twin-bladed razor and began the
task of shaving the woman, removing the pubes between her legs and around her sex until
she was naked as the day she had been born. When he had removed the hairs he could reach
with her tied in the position she had remained in, Mario released the pole from the
headboard and helped Katriona bring her legs back over her head so she lay with her
inflamed buttocks on the cool, black silk sheets. In a moment Mario squirted more of the
foam onto the dark pubes that still covered her lower abdomen and then he was working once
again with the razor blade. 
     After a few minutes he had made good progress and decided it was time to give
Katriona a treat. Gently he placed his fingers at the lips of her ex and parted the
pouting, fiery labia once again. Then he slid one of his soapy fingers deep inside the
woman. She gasped as he stroked her firmly and evenly with his finger. She gasped when he
found the soft, sensitive patch inside her vulva and began to stroke it with a beckoning
action. She gasped even louder when she felt the tremble of her next orgasm as it crept up
on her and then overtook her senses.
     “Oh God, Mario, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” Katriona pleaded with the man and
struggled with the bonds that continued to hold her wrists secure to the headboard. She
was helpless and at his mercy and she was loving every minute, every second of it. The
orgasm was upon her. “Oh, oh, oh!” She gasped as she climaxed and the muscles in her
stomach contracted with the force of the release.
     Mario returned to the shaving and completed his task after a few more minutes.
     “Now, you look like you did when you were new born. Is it more sensitive now?” He
asked as he dropped a blob of cooling cream on the freshly-shaved area.
     “Mmm, it feels really weird, but nice,” Katriona had to agree with him. “Will you
fuck me now, Mario?”
     “Yes.”
     With that, Mario undressed completely and walked round the side of the bed.
     “Look at me, babe,” he spoke softly.
     Katriona turned her head to face his ten inch phallus. He was hugely erect and the
head of his cock jutted proudly out from the foreskin which was so tightly stretched it
looked like it must soon rip itself away from his manhood.
     “Christ, you’re big! Katriona gasped.
     “Which is why I have prepared you well. If I had simply plunged big boy here into
you, it would have hurt you. Now you should be ready for me. If it is too much, let me
know.”
     Mario grinned as he walked back round the bed. He climbed up and positioned himself
between Katriona’s legs. She lay there, pensive, waiting for the first feel of this huge
cock as it was presented to her body. Instead, Mario climbed up a little higher and
presented his manhood to Katriona’s breasts. Using his hands to push her breasts together,
Mario rubbed his cock between the soft, firm flesh that formed her cleavage. She felt warm
to his penis, but to Katriona, the cock between her breasts was burning hot.
     “Do it to me,” she whispered.
     Mario stroked his cock between her youthful flesh once more before sliding down her
body. She could feel the tip of his cock as it slid down her stomach, over the
freshly-shaved pubis and then nestled between her legs. 
As before, she felt Mario gently part her labia with a finger as he reached down to guide
his manhood into the right position. Not sure what to expect, Katriona closed her eyes and
screwed them up tight. Then she felt it. Like a red-hot girder, she felt Mario pushing
against her tiny love tunnel. It seemed for a moment that he would never get past the
outer portals and Katriona was involuntarily trying to move away from the monster that was
trying to enter her.
     Mario applied more pressure and finally his cock made some headway. She was really
tight; a true virgin in that respect, and Mario knew she would never feel so wonderfully
fresh and unused as she did this particular evening. Holding her hips with both his hands,
he thrust the full length of his cock deep into her sex. Katriona gasped and screamed as
he entered her.
     “Oh God,” she screamed, “you’re ripping me. I think you’ve ripped me, you’re so
big.”
     “It’s all right,” Mario reassured her. “Just relax and wait a moment.”
     The girder was burning her insides. Her desire returned as the pain ebbed away and
now she was longing for the rhythmical stroking of this wonderfully large cock that was
buried to the hilt in her pussy. 
     “Fuck me, Mario. Fuck me, long and hard.”
     And Mario did. For over five minutes he rhythmically stroked his big, thick penis in
and out of the woman. He listened to her moans of pleasure as she came again and again.
For five minutes he held her in one position, maximising the pleasure he was giving her
until he sensed the change he was looking for.
     Then, in a deft movement, he pulled his cock out of her cunt and inserted two
fingers.
     “No, I want cocky,” Katriona moaned almost beside herself.
     “In a moment. Trust me; this will blow your mind.”
     Mario found the soft pad of tissue he had stroked with his fingers earlier. Now
though, he curled his fingers, so his short nails caressed the tender spot. The pad
swelled under his vigorous administrations. As if it was a sponge soaking up liquid it
changed consistency until Mario knew the sponge was full and about to burst.
     Katriona was gasping loudly as the waves of orgasmic energy flowed one after another
though her body, making her lose track of time. Spasm after spasm of the delightful
sensations caressed her body as Mario continued to stroke her G-Spot with his finger.
Finally, the sponge could fill no more and with a great gush of release and a huge scream
as Katriona reached the ultimate climax, she jetted the clear liquid of her own
ejaculation out of her recently-stretched vulva onto the sheets.
     She was still gasping from the orgasmic climax when she felt Mario enter her again.
Her own ejaculate lubricated his enormous manhood as he thrust wildly into her. He pounded
her vulva for a further five minutes before he grunted loudly and Katriona felt the first
twitch of his pre-ejaculation deep within her body.
     Then his cock was jerking wildly inside her as spurt after spurt of his hot cum
flooded into her. He spurted into her for several seconds before laying down on top of
her, momentarily exhausted. He was panting loudly and it took a few minutes for him to
recover.
     He climbed off the exhausted, limp form of the woman, and untied her wrists and
legs.
     “Good enough?” He asked her.
     “Brilliant,” Katriona reached over and kissed him lovingly. Her first time had
indeed been something she would remember for a long time to come.