Fun in the dark

Part One:

The message I received was short, she wanted me to entertain her in the darkness. I was allowed to do anything as long as I impressed her with my imagination and I did it in the dark. My first task was finding the suitable darkness. Fortunately a friend of mine was away for a week, and having a basement, I found my makeshift dungeon. Knowing how much of a fan of cobwebs she was, I took care in keeping the more impressive ones as I replaced the bulbs in the cellar with UV lights (keeping two emergency ones, after all nothing like being careful); bought in a shopping trip which resulted in many looks during the day.

So we met that evening; she had dressed up for the night, a tight black bodice keeping in her plump frame within, but allowing the imagination to run wild about that bosom (certainly mine for many weeks till I was allowed to play with them properly). a flowing skirt coming up to her delightful calves touching her the tops of her boots with those heels. Her arms were exposed but she was wearing gloves coming up to the elbows.

We exchanged the usual pleasantries about the day, the weather and how work is driving us to drink, she asked me had I risen to the challenge of finding something to do in the darkness. A side grin did rise on my mouth as I fell back into the chair; "My dear, my purpose is only to entertain. After all you keep providing these challenges and all I can do is plot and plan; you then judge the performance". She smiled "Yes, yes you do, so what play do you have for me tonight?"

"Come with me" and I led her down the stairs.


I heard a cooing sound as the metallic clink of her heels stepped on each step going into the purple tinged darkness. With a slight hum of an electric device in the background, she did indeed had noticed what I had done with the cobwebs, and I directed her to the table and gave her a pot of paint.

"Okay, my first demonstration this night. You won't need to take anything off, except those gloves. You are allowed to place five lines of paint on your body. Only five though as I shall be using that paint later."

She unscrewed the cap, and the green luminous glow emitted around the basement. She placed a line on the top of her right shoulder, along her left breast, the right knee and hurling her skirt on her left buttock. She was going to put a line across her mouth, but I stopped her.

"Not there hun, I like your mouth" I kissed her and directed her to her back as far as her arm would go, but she struggled away and slid her left finger across her right palm. She poked her tongue at me slightly licking the bottom of her lips. "Point taken" as I smiled back at her.

"So the lines on my body are for..?"

"Right simple task, those five lines on your body is where my crop shall touch. It's task is to remove the paint with sweeps of my arm and wrist." I decided to start with her palm, it was more fresh and I wanted to see what would happen. I started with one stroke, followed quickly by five more slaps on her palm. Each stroke juddering her palm, the occasional squeal from her mouth as she tried to keep in the pain. I then moved the crop along to her shoulder, but on the third stroke when I caught her collar bone the squeal became a yelp. I paused but the look in her eye asked me why I had stopped. I'd done worse in the past, so carried on.

The bruises developed a strange glow as I went along, more of the abrasion showing than you would normally see in the normal light. I ended my strokes along her body with the one on her bum. Before the striking of my wrist I pulled down her purple panties, with a black mesh to the front of them, and casually flinging them to the floor. Removing her knickers took away some of the paint that had dried onto her pants; the green line on those panties looking like she had done something far worse in her pants. It was about three strokes before the rest of the paint was quickly removed, having flacked off with each stroke.

"You look slightly disappointed" as she turned around catching that look in my face.

"Yes just a little, I was expecting that one on your bum to last a little longer"

"You just don't know your own strength"

"True, I do believe it is time to have you undressed, and see how strong I am!"

She started with the process of unbuckling the front of her corset, as I undid her boots, carefully taking the striped purple and black socks that clothed her feet with those boots. She stood up and dropped her skirt to the floor placing it carefully to the floor as I undid the back of her bra.

Naked, her large breasts moved with her breathing; her areolas had hardened into those nipples like the erasiers found ontop of pencils. Her belly a mass of flesh with every stroke of my finger rippling with giggles. The nail on my index finger sliding down, till coming to the top of her hiding place of her clitoris. She had shaved a few days ago and the slight stubble was comeing through.

I asked her to lay down on my lap as I sat, and gestured her to lie with her belly in my lap. I whispered into her ear; "And now I shall show you what I'm going to go with the rest of the paint".

I took the paint still very glowing and vibrant and painted it on my hand. "My second performance is to paint that ass of yours using my hand, but only slapping"

"Hun as we all know it'll hurt me more than you"

"And thats the way you like it" As the words left, the slapping started with my palm stretching fingers open, leaving a glowing palm imprint on her ample back side. She was tense with the next few slaps, though she made a remark about how firm my cock was hardening and jabbing into her belly. A few more strokes of my wrists as the paint began to settle on her ass, it took me ten more minutes with a strain to my elbow.

Still it was worth the effort as I got her to stand up and got her to wander across to the mirror to look at her green glowing ass.

"So whats next?"

Success, "Oh you'll see I need a little bit of a rest, though it's going to be a little painful for you, I promise!"