Inner Desires The room was lit by two candles. It was an extremely sharp contrast to the florescent lights of the ante-room in which Anna had been waiting for over an hour. Anna walked slowly to the middle of the room. She could just barely make out the figure sitting in a high-backed chair across the room. She opened her mouth to say something. The figure held up a hand. "No. Take off your clothing." Anna shivered and did as she was told. Soon she stood naked in front of the prying eyes of this man. "Sit," she was told. She moved back and settled her naked bottom into the large leather chair across from the man. She let out a little gasp as the cold leather touched her wet pussy lips. The man gave a slight chuckle. "I'm sorry. I should have warned you that the chair was cold." Anna forced herself to smile. This was insane. She really shouldn't be here. "I've reviewed your interview tape. What type of experience are you looking for?" Anna started to say something, but was cut off. "Be truthful. Don't tell me what I want to hear. Tell me what you are really looking for in this session. I need to know or you might not enjoy it as much as you should." "I...I don't know." The man sighed. "You said much the same thing in your interview." Anna tried to think of something...anything. "No, don't." The man sighed again. "Tell me, did your parents ever spank you as a child?" "I guess so. I mean, as much as any child would have been." "Did they still spank you as a teenager?" Anna flushed. "Yes," she whispered as she lowered her eyes to the floor. The man sat back in the chair. He lit a pipe. The momentary flame allowed Anna a glimpse of his handsome features. "Did these spankings excite you?" "Yes," she whispered again. "Tell me about them." Anna paused for a moment. She hated the thought of having to reveal her innermost desires to a total stranger. But there was something strangely erotic about it at the same time. "I, uh, was about twelve when I first began to notice that I liked the spankings. Before that, I just cried from the pain, but at some point the pain began to excite me. I still cried, but I got wet all at the same time." "Tell me about a spanking you received." Anna took in a deep breath. She could feel that her nipples were already stiff, as if the man had been teasing them into an erect state. "The one I think about most is when I was fifteen. I had been out at a party and had tried some alcohol. Actually, I tried a lot of alcohol. The cops busted up the party. My mom was the one who had to come down to the jail and take me home. She didn't say anything to me; she just put me to bed. The next morning she came into my bedroom with a large wooden hairbrush. She made me take off my nightie and then she pulled down my panties. She made me turn over her lap and then made me tell her the reasons why I needed this spanking. She constantly argued against the idea of giving me one. I had to come up with sufficient reasons for getting one. Then she made me decide on how long and how bad the spanking should be. I remember that she finally agreed that four minutes with no stops would be sufficient. Then she made me call out to my father and younger sister to come and watch. Then she made me tell them why I was getting this spanking and why I deserved it. Then she paddled my bare ass with that brush right in front of them. It was the worst spanking I ever got, but I was so excited from it that after it was all over, I..." "Go ahead. Tell me. What did you do." Anna let out a sob. "I used my hand." "Used it where?" "On my...on my..." Anna broke into huge sobs. The man let her cry for a time. When she calmed down, he asked, "Did you enjoy it?" "Yes," Anna breathed out. "What did you feel?" "It was such a huge release. The feelings tore through me. I think I came about twenty times. I just couldn't get enough. I finally passed out from the pleasure." "Have you ever been spanked since then?" "No...well..." "Have you spanked yourself?" "Yes," Anna whispered and felt ashamed. "What have you used?" Anna was silent for a long time. The man just patiently waited. "I first started out with a hairbrush like the one my mom used. Then I bought a wooden paddle from a mail-order magazine. Then I tried a man's belt, but that didn't really do anything. Finally..." her voice trailed off. "I saw the marks, Anna. Finally you began to use some type of cord." Anna sobbed again. "It was from an old vacuum cleaner." "Did it hurt?" "Yes. But..." "But it felt good, didn't it?" "Yes." This admission brought on a new set of sobs. When she had calmed down, the man asked, "Why are you afraid of your feelings?" "They're not normal. I'm...I'm not normal." "Why do you say that?" "Normal people aren't supposed to like pain." "When did you lose your virginity?" Anna blushed. "When I was sixteen." "Did it hurt to have your maidenhead broken?" "Yes, but..." "But it still felt good, didn't it? The actual sexual experience felt good, didn't it?" "Yes." "So some pain is good, but other pain is not?" Anna didn't say anything. "Have you ever been tied up during sex?" "No," Anna said. "Have you ever intentionally dripped hot wax onto your body?" "No." "Hot water?" Anna didn't answer. "Where?" "In the bathtub. I let hot water run onto my bottom." "So your focus is all on your bottom. Have you ever tried anal sex?" "No. I've been afraid." "Ever inserted your finger into your bottom? Or had someone else do it?" "Yes. Someone else, that is." "How did it feel?" "Ok, I guess." "Stand up and turn around." Anna paused for a moment. Then she stood up and turned her back to the man. "Bend over and put your hands on the seat of the chair." She wanted to stop. But the feelings were racing through her body again, so she quickly bent over. "Spread your legs. Wider. Wider. There, that's good." She strained to listen. She could hear him get up from his chair. She heard a lid pop off of something. Then she felt a warm finger begin to work its way up into her anal opening. "How does this feel?" "Ummmm. Alright, I guess." She felt a second finger join the first. "And now?" "Ok." She felt the fingers withdraw. Then she felt a much larger intruder enter her. She gasped out in pain as she felt the walls of her rubbery anus stretching. She felt the liquid fire of his cock as he pushed it into her. "How does this feel?" "H-Hurts." She felt the movement stop. She felt her body adjusting to the large intruder. The muscles of her anal opening began to relax and actually welcome the cock. "Feel better," he asked after a long time. "Yes," she breathed out. She felt the cock begin to stroke in and out of her tight opening. Nettles of pleasure raced from her bottom into her pussy and up to her brain. She began to rock her hips in time to the strokes. She could feel every inch of his cock as it pulled back for another thrust. She felt each separate enlarged vein as it tickled her inflamed anus. She felt the head as it pressed her opening a little wider and then finally begin its next descent into her bowels. She let out little moans of pleasure as she felt the first stirrings of an orgasm. She rocked her head back and forth as his cock pulsed inside of her. She cried out soon in pleasure as the orgasm rocked her world. When it was over, she still felt the cock worming its way in and out of her. She drank in the feelings. Finally she heard him give a little gasp and she felt her insides being coated. Then he pulled out. She remained bent over for some time, reflecting on her experience. "Sit down," he stated. Anna dropped into the seat again. There was a little pain as she sat, but it was nothing compared to the feelings she had just experienced. "Did you enjoy it?" "Yes," she said. She could see that he was cleaning himself with a rag. She felt some of his cum leaking out of her and running down the leather of the seat. "What did you enjoy about it?" Anna thought about it for a time. "I liked the pain and the intimacy of it." "Was it normal?" "I don't know." "Spread your legs. Wider. Hook your knees over the arms of the chair. Good." Anna watched as he withdrew a huge dildo from beside the chair. She watched in both fear and fascination as he greased up the large instrument. She drew in a breath as she saw him move closer to her. She felt the large thing invading her wet pussy. She let out a gasp of pain as she felt her poor pussy being stretched beyond reason. "How does this feel?" "H-Hurts!" He slowly shoved it to its limit and told her to close her legs. She did and she felt the large tool trapped inside of her. She ran a hand down her flat belly and felt a large bulge in it. She knew that this was the dildo. The man waited for a time. Then he reached behind his chair and brought out a large ball of some type. She could see a small nozzle or something that protruded from it. He told her to spread again and he withdrew the incredible intruder. She watched as he attached the immense dildo to the small nozzle. He then set the ball down on the floor and told her to stand. Then he told her to squat down on the ball. She did and gasped again as her sex was forced open to accommodate the enormously proportioned monster. He then told her to spread her legs out and let the ball hold her weight. She did and then felt the man grab her wrists. Then man lifted her in the air for a ways, then let her bounce back down. Again and again he did this until she screamed out in orgasmic glee as an incredible wave of passion tore through her. He helped her back to the chair where she collapsed into its comforts. "Did you enjoy that?" "Yes," she gasped out. "Did it hurt?" She thought about it. "Yes, at first." "Was it normal?" "I...I...I don't know." "Why don't you know? You think that enjoying the pain of a spanking is not normal. The pain from a good fuck in your ass is not normal. The pain from a large cock fucking into your pussy is not normal as well? What is normal, then?" Anna was silent for a long time. "Sex?" "But if that dildo had really been a cock on a well-hung man, wouldn't it have been the same thing?" Anna didn't know what to say. She was confused. "Why are you here?" "Excuse me?" The man leaned forward. "Why are you here? Why have you paid money to be here?" "I don't know. To find out about myself, I guess." "What have you discovered?" "I don't know." "There are other things we can do, you know. I can shackle you to the walls and apply clothespins and nipple clamps to you. I can drip hot wax onto various portions of your anatomy if you desire. I can even take a whip to your back, bottom, and thighs until you bleed if that is what you want." "I don't think..." "No, I suppose you wouldn't want any of that. You have to tell me what your innermost desires are so that I can fulfil them for you. I can guess on some things, but others are as obscure as a fortuneteller's predictions." Anna thought about it. She weighed what he had said against her own inner reactions. "I would like to be spanked." "Is that all?" "And fucked, and fucked up the ass, and my mouth flooded with the cum of thousands of men." The man laughed. "I don't think I have that many people around here. But I can arrange for a few. Why do you want this?" "Because I deserve it." "Why?" "Because I not normal. I need to be punished." "Do you enjoy this type of thing?" "Yes," she whispered and looked at the floor. "Do you suppose others enjoy it?" "Yes, I suppose so." "Are they normal?" "I don't know." "You liked the large dildo. Do you think every woman likes a large cock now and again? I mean, those woman who prefer the company of men as opposed to women." "I guess so." "So every female on the earth is not normal, is that what you're saying?" "Yes...No...I don't know." "Do you think a cock as large as that might be painful to most women?" Anna looked at the large dildo. "Yes, I suppose so." "Would they also enjoy it once they got used to it?" "I guess." "So the price of pain would be worth the later pleasure?" "Yes," she whispered. "Is it normal?" Anna thought. "Yes." "Good. Take my hand. That's it. Now lets begin your fantasy."