Cold Iron

Mike had put in a special request to his usual escort agency for a girl who was both submissive and a bit adventurous. The escort agency boss knew Mike to be a regular and reliable outcall customer, so he assured him that finding a suitable girl wouldn't be a problem.

And Lucy had duly arrived. She was medium height, with short blonde hair, blue eyes and a sweet smile. She looked less like an blonde Kiev outcall escort than the complete girl next door: she could have been the prim and proper daughter of a vicar rather than a horny Kiev outcall escort. But the escort agency had assured Mike that she was certainly the girl for him.

Mike, you see, liked bondage, and he'd recently acquired a few pieces of equipment that he was keen to try out. He asked Lucy to go through to the bedroom, take all her clothes off and put on the underwear she found there and lie on the bed. The sexy young escort did as she was told, and dutifully called through to tell Mike when she was ready.

Mike went through, carrying a big cardboard box which contained all his new gear. He found the sexy young girl where he'd asked her to be, lying on the bed, her perky nipples and pussy lips showing through the thin T shirt and knickers he'd bought for the occasion. He didn't want her expensive call girl knickers getting spoiled. She lay still, completely passive. The first thing he retrieved from his box of tricks was a black silk blindfold. Carefully, he wrapped it around the sexy young escort's head, making sure none of her smooth blonde hair was trapped in it. When he was sure she was comfortable, he headed back to the box for some restraints.

As far as Mike was concerned, handcuffs were old hat. He picked out two iron bars. One was shorter than the other and each had a strap cuff at either end. The longer one was a leg-spreader; the shorter was for immobilising the submissive outcall escort's arms so that some kinky bondage action could follow.

He put the bar of the arm restraint under the middle of her back, and attached the cuffs at either end to her upper arms above the elbows. Her arms were pulled back, forcing her cute, c-cup breasts further into the air. This was exactly what Mike wanted - he noticed with satisfaction that her nipples were already hardening. He could see that the escort agency had sent him the right call girl.

The longer iron bar, the leg-spreader, he attached to her ankles so they were spread wide apart. It was adjustable, with a ratchet in the middle. He cranked it out so that her legs were spread as wide as they would go. He took a pair of scissors from the box next. Taking care not to scratch the immaculate body underneath, Mike cut two holes in the thin cotton of the T shirt so that the escort's breasts could poke through. He cut a third hole in the knickers, so that her pussy was exposed. Shiny with juice, it pouted at him, ready for penetration.

But he wasn't done yet. The last items he removed from the box were a pair of nipple clamps. He put one on each nipple, and tightened the clamp slowly - so that it was just nice and tight rather than actually painful.

By this time the sexy young Kiev escort on the bed was clearly expecting him to slide his shaft inside her, and she repositioned her pelvis to take his cock as comfortably as possible. But that wasn't what he had in mind at all. Rather, he left the room and went through to the kitchen. Opening the fridge door he took out a third iron bar, about ten inches long and smooth and rounded at the ends. He also retrieved a bottle of liquid lubricant he'd been keeping in there, and returned to the bedroom. He took off his clothes so that the sexy young escort restrained on his bed could hear him, then knelt between her legs so that she would think he was about to penetrate her pussy with his long, hard cock.

His cock certainly was hard at the sight of the VIP call girl spreadeagled on his bed - almost as hard as the iron bar. But despite what she was obviously expecting, it wasn't the cock that was going to go inside her. He took some of the ice cold lubricant and rubbed it along the cold metal of the bar, carefully, with his fingertip, so as not to warm it up too much.

'Are you ready?'

'Oh yes' said the blindfolded blonde escort. 'Slide inside me, big boy.'

He didn't bother with tickling her clit or labia first - the bar was well-lubed, and her pussy was wet. He pushed it in with a single thrust, all ten inches of cold metal penetrating her tight young call girl's pussy. She shouted with surprise and pleasure, and came instantaneously. Wanting to bring her to another orgasm quickly, he began to pump the metal bar hard. He wrapped the palm of his other hand around his own cock and began to work on bringing himself off. He had to work quickly. He wanted another orgasm out of the sexy blonde escort - currently writhing in ecstasy on the bed - before the metal got cold. He also wanted to come all over her.

He didn't have to wait long, arching her back in an awesome mix of pleasure and pain from one iron bar buried in her pussy and another pushing into her shoulder blades, the escort girl came harder than Mike had seen anyone come before. At the most intense part of her climax he pushed the bar as deep inside as she could take it, and reached his own orgasm. Gouts of thick, white cum briefly described an arc through the air between them before spattering all over her creamy, clamped breasts.

That was one of the best bondage experiences either client or escort had ever had. And Mike had only just opened his box of tricks...