Chapter One, The meeting
A couple of years ago I met a man...he was tall, well built with silver gray hair and a mischievous twinkle in his eye. When I first laid eyes upon him my heart skipped a beat, I could feel myself blushing hotly. I hoped he hadn't seen my reaction to him! Never has any man affected me this way, he had about him a "look" that allowed no argument for lack of a better expression. It was as though he could see into my very secret soul and with no more than a look could freeze me in my tracks! Something I found to be more than a bit unnerving for a woman who until that time, had been Mistress of her own destiny and who answered to none!
We met at a kiting event. (Yes I do fly kites) It was a damp overcast day in the Pacific Northwest when a group of kite fliers decided to celebrate and have an international get together, enjoy one another’s company and indulge our passion for flying kites.
It was during one of the breaks I saw first him. I didn't know who he was but I found myself sneaking peeks at him now and again and each time my heart would skip a beat and I could feel my face flush red. I kept thinking this is silly...stop behaving like a schoolgirl, you're a mature woman!
During one of the breaks a girlfriend and I were sitting under a make shift shelter and just talking when out of the corner of my eye I saw him approaching us. He pulled up a chair and sat down beside us and began talking with my friend. I couldn't meet his eyes! A phenomena I found rather disconcerting, as I am for the most part rather bold and irreverent most of the time.
Most of the conversation was between him and my friend so I felt rather safe if not somewhat confused by my lack of confidence. Things were going well and I listened politely but kept my mouth firmly shut! Things went well until he decided he wanted to know about me! What did I do, where did I live that sort of thing. I told him a little of me and hoped he would let it be at that. He did however ask if we both had business cards, I had told him that I was a beauty consultant, hence his request I assumed. We both complied and I thought no more of it at the time, not realizing that it not only had my phone numbers, but also my email address!
We all returned to flying for a time but as the weather closed in more and more it was decided that we should all go to a local eatery for coffee or hot chocolate and perhaps a bite to eat! I arrived there before the main group did and there was one other couple there from the fly so I sat with them and we began chatting and waiting as the others slowly filtered in. By now I was back in normal mode, flirting and joking with all, when I became aware of someone beside me. I looked up to see who it was and my heart skipped another beat! It was him again!
He sat down next to me and just smiled, sliding easily into the conversation and bantering going on. As we looked over the menus I became acutely aware of a constant and insistent pressure against the side of my leg. Thinking perhaps He needed more room I tried to move away a little but the wall prevented me from going very far. The pressure eased. I was in the midst of placing my order when again that pressure against the side of my thigh became insistent. I couldn't move away any more so I sat wondering what was going on here!
I tried to put it, and him, out of my mind and concentrated on chattering happily with everyone. Our meals came and went and time came for me to leave as I had a two hour drive home again. He had gotten up from the table ostensibly to use the washroom, so I thought it a good time to make my exit too. I got up and said my good byes, and being a very tactile person gave hugs to many. When I turned to go I walked straight into his chest! He had come up silently to stand close behind me while I was saying good bye to another so when I turned, I had no place to go but into his arms and chest!
He looked at me and said, "Where is my hug?"
He took me in his arms as though to hug me but when I looked in his eyes I did NOT see "hug" there, I saw...more...more than just "I want a hug". I cannot really explain what I saw and felt. I felt like prey about to be devoured! It unnerved me yet again and in startled reaction, I put my hands flat against his chest, as though to fend him off! Quickly I tried to regain my composure and gave him a quick little hug then quickly moved away lest he see in my eyes the turmoil within me! I got to my car, breathed a sigh of relief and began my drive home, all the while trying to shake this feeling within me. Never had I experienced that "I want you... I WILL have you with no quarter given", look from a man. It was disconcerting to say the least!
By the time I reached home again, all was back to normal in my world; I had pretty much written him off and the experience as a passing flirtation. That was, until I got home and checked my email! My "You have Mail" icon was winking at me and when I clicked on it, his name fairly leaped off the screen at me! I couldn't believe my eyes I read the email, he wanted to see me again and could I meet him the next weekend for a kite fly and perhaps dinner! Now I was thoroughly intrigued. So I emailed him back and said yes. I could sense his 'power' even through his emails but I had to see if what I felt that first time was real or some fantasy of mine that had been triggered.
We met that following weekend and had a wonderful day...he was the perfect gentleman, we laughed and talked and quite enjoyed the day, even though throughout the day, he would do things that I now see were very possessive. Like coming up behind me when I was flying and had both hands engaged unable to fend him off, pulling me to him, holding me close with one hand while the other roamed freely. Not doing anything overtly sexual or in anyway inappropriate but with a familiarity that belied the short time we had known one another.
The day came and went all too soon and I had to return home again. But before I left he told me, not asked me, but told me that we had dinner reservations the following weekend at a very nice, VERY romantic restaurant overlooking the water, and said that I should meet him at a specific time and place that following weekend! It seemed so natural some how, I was to be there and that was all there was to that! No excuses, just BE there!
The week passed. Emails flew back and forth between us! You could feel the electricity generated between us as a palpable living thing. I was tossed in a maelstrom of emotion! The day of our dinner arrived; I primped and preened so that I might look my very best! We met at the proscribed place and I was told to park my car and ride with him.
We were early for our reservation so he said he was going to take me to his favorite little kiting beach on the way. We arrived at the beach and got out of the car and he started walking towards the shoreline. The ground was hard packed sand with the odd tuft of grass struggling to maintain a foothold, now I don't know how many of you have tried walking in sand in high heels...not an easy task to do gracefully!! However, I followed him out to the tide line and stood beside him looking out over the waters and the dazzling panorama presented by the ocean, the Islands and the setting sun.
Suddenly he took me by the arm and spun me into him and took his kiss!! Not just a mere peck on the cheek, but as I look back on it now, the kiss of a Master! My knees were weak and could barely stand when he released me, then he turned and headed back to the car saying we should be on our way.
How unfair!! Did he not know what he had just done to me?? My heart was literally racing and I did NOT trust my legs to move, notwithstanding the fact I was in heels and on that damn sand! He had gone maybe 20 feet when he stopped realizing I wasn't there and looked back saying, "are you coming?" I nodded and made my way back to him and eventually the car with a note to self...don't wear heels on the beach!
CHAPTER TWO...I am bound
Our dinner that night was the stuff of romantic novels, candlelight, and a table overlooking the Sound in a quiet corner of the restaurant. Bliss!! After dinner he said that there was something he wished to show me and again we set off in his car. As before he patted the seat next to him indicating where I was to sit. I slid over and he buckled me in and then looked over at me with a very satisfied look, an enigmatic smile on his on his face. We headed out onto the highway again and so I asked him where we were going? He just looked at me and said, “You’ll see."
So I laid my head on his shoulder and settled back to enjoy the drive. That is until he put his hand on my knee and slowly and deliberately started inching the hem of my skirt up!! This took me rather by surprise, or rather his boldness took me by surprise, and yet I made no move to make him stop. He would glance over at me from time to time to see my reactions as he moved his hand.
He drove me to a local "Lover's Lookout" overlooking the Harbour and the City lights, and in fairness I must admit it was a rather breath taking view. He unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me to him so that my back was to him but with his hands wrapped around me in such a fashion that they were, free to roam, so to speak but also to keep me from pulling away. Not that I was inclined to do so! With one hand wrapped around me and holding my breast he took the other hand and lifted the hair at the back of my neck and started to softly kiss my neck and ears! Each kiss sent electric shocks right to my core and goose bumps all way to my toes!
I don't know how long we stayed that way but when I next became aware of my surroundings in a cognizant fashion the windows were all steamed up and you couldn't have seen the view if you tried! I looked at my watch and said to him that I really did have to go as I had work the following afternoon and needed to get home for some well needed rest! Reluctantly he disengaged from me and we started back to where I had parked my car. All the while on the trip back I had this big grin on my face so he said to me, "what are you smiling about?"
My answer to him was "you really don't want to know"!
Wrong answer! Sheeesh!
He looked at me again with an eyebrow raised and said again, "what is the smile for?" Only this time there was something in his voice, almost as though it were an order or command. Sometimes I am not the brightest and again I said to him, "honestly, you really don't want to know!"
He pulled the car into the parking lot and stopped well short of my car and looked me right in the eyes and said, "YES...I DO!" Again it was more of a command than a request. I went beet red! I stammered that I couldn't tell him that it was embarrassing! He just looked at me even more intently with that eyebrow raised again so I kind of mumbled it under my breath.
"I can't hear you,” he said!
By now I was fairly scarlet, my heart was pounding in my chest, I could barely catch my breath and I just kind of blurted out..."I want to be rode hard and put to bed wet is what I was thinking about!!!!"
He just raised his head slightly, his eyes kind of slitted and pursing his lips, nodded slowly, then turned and drove me to my car. We got out and I went over to unlock my car. Once again he came up behind me and turned me to him, at the same time backing me into my car arching me back. He leaned down to kiss me but that is not what had my attention, his groin was firmly pressed to into mine and there was little doubt of his ardor.
Time however was not on his side that night and after a lingering kiss he let me straighten myself up. I was thankful the car was right behind me and that I could lean on it for support as yet again I had serious doubts that my legs would hold me on their own!
He stepped back from me and said, "I want to see you again next weekend!"
I just nodded not trusting my voice. He turned and walked to his car, got in and drove off with not so much as a backward glance. I, on the other hand collapsed into my car a jumble of nerves and emotions!
All the way home I was in analysis mode wondering just what in heck happened there! Never had I acted that way around a man, nor for that matter behaved in such a submissive manner. All my analysis only led to more questions so not much was accomplished on the way home. The week went by slowly, at a snail's pace it seemed!
He had phoned me early in the week and said that he would like to come up to see me on my home turf so to speak, to which I readily agreed. I went so far as to suggest he allow me to cook dinner for him, which he thought was rather nice. So it was set, he would come up early on the Saturday morning and we would go spend the day kite flying and perhaps sight seeing then we would return to my home for dinner and a movie. Sounds corny I know but that is exactly what we did! The day was delightful, we went around the park and some of the waterfront shops near my home but always he had me on his arm in a rather possessive way. Not that I minded, in truth it felt kind of nice!
I made him a delicious Baked Cod in Clam sauce, with steamed veggies and orange rice for dinner. I love cooking for a man who loves to eat good food and he ate heartily! After dinner we put on the movie and to this day I cannot remember what we were watching, or rather what he was watching! I was looking more at him than the show! I suppose I should explain here that we were sitting on my loveseat, him towards one end and me semi-reclined at the other with my legs up over his. A position that he seemed to quite enjoy as it gave him pretty much unrestricted access to my legs. He had confessed to me that he liked a woman in stockings and a skirt as opposed to slacks, so naturally I had worn a long flowing skirt, stockings and my strappy heels that day. I found myself wanting almost desperately to please him, again an emotion I was not used to!
At some point in the movie he had made a comment, which caused me to lean over and poke him in the ribs. Of course he jumped and I went, "Ohhhh ticklish I see eh?" and I poked him again!!
He just gave me that look again and said in an even voice, "don't, do that again!"
Now I'm not very good at taking orders, so I saw this as a challenge and poked him again with a mischievous grin saying, "and what, are you going to do about it??"
He said to me, "I warned you!"
Next thing I knew he had one of his legs up over both of mine pinning them firmly! He then set about to capture both my wrists and hold them in one hand, a move I had decided he wouldn't do! The fight was on; however, it wasn't long before I realized that I was in a losing position, that his superior strength was winning the day! Not long after this realization hit me, he did manage to have both my wrists crossed and held in his one hand.
So I said, "okay, you win,” thinking that would be the end of it. Was I in for a surprise!
He whipped off his tie and tied my wrists together with it and then looked at me saying, "I told you not to do that, now it's my turn!" I couldn't move, oh I could squirm some but he had me well secured. His free hand began exploring under my skirt, moving up the soft inner part of my thigh but stopping short of actually touching my private areas.
He kept this torment up till I began breathing harder and moaning softly, all the while pushing my hips at him trying to get him to put his hand where I now most wanted it. Each time his hand would come near and just when I thought he would touch me, his hand would move away again. I was in agony!! All I could think of was, I want him inside me! Oh God please, I want him inside me!"
Still he teased. I felt his hand in the elastic of my underwear and with a quick jerk he had torn them off me! I was all but out of my head with desire for him. I trembled in anticipation of his touch; I became vaguely aware that my skirt was now up around my waist and that I was completely exposed to him.
I didn't care!! All I wanted was him inside me; I didn't care where, the floor, the kitchen counter, bent over the end of the love seat. ANYWHERE!!! OMG! It just didn't matter where, just end this delicious torment!
I came to a place within me where there was nothing but his touch and my desires, the world had ceased to exist for me, I lived in that moment, and would have done anything for him.
Slowly the world swam back into focus; I remember looking up into his eyes and seeing a twinkle in them. I was shaking almost uncontrollably, so he pulled me up to almost a sitting position, cradling me against his chest, holding me there till the shudders subsided. When I had calmed down and the tremors stopped I looked at him and said, "Why? Why didn't you use me?
He just looked at me with an enigmatic grin and said, “It wasn't the time."
I didn't know what he meant by that, I was certainly willing and at some point obviously ready, and yet he did nothing, well not nothing, but he did not use me sexually. Which of course left me wanting!
Chapter 3: The Summons
After he left I tried to sort out the sea of swirling emotions spinning through my mind and body. What had just happened there, why hadn't he used me? What did he mean it wasn't the time? Questions upon questions flooded my mind, occasional shocks still flowed through my body, I was very much in need. I wanted Him so badly it hurt. I paced back and forth to my computer hoping he would have written, but nothing came.
Finally I fell into a fitful sleep, my dreams, explicit and erotic. I awoke in the middle of the night to find myself in the midst of a heart stopping orgasm; initially I thought I had lost control of my bladder so heavily did my juices flow. I got up and cleaned myself up still in shock at the realization that I had just had an involuntary orgasm in my sleep! What had he done to me? Back in bed I finally drifted back into a deep sleep my thoughts stilled.
Next morning I awoke with a start remembering what had transpired the night before wondering if it had all been a dream, but upon checking and seeing the towel by my bed I knew it wasn't a dream. I ran to the computer to see if He had written. It was there!! The "you have mail" icon was winking at me. My heart was pounding as I opened His email. He thanked me for the wonderful day and asked if I would care to come to a private party with him the following weekend! I was so excited I could barely write the reply!
The week dragged by, each passing moment a torment to my soul, finally Friday rolled around and I was up early doing my hair and make up, carefully choosing a lovely off the shoulder cocktail dress. I put on my merry widow corset, a black lace thong, the stockings with a seam up the back, the kind I knew he loved so much, found a nice pair of strappy heels and I was ready! I called a cab and hurried down stairs to wait for it.
The drive to meet Him took forever, but finally I arrived at the address He had given me, I did a last check on my make up and got out of the car and went up to the door. He met me at the door with a big smile and a very possessive kiss, my knees went weak almost instantly and I clung to him briefly. He took my arm and led me into a large very well appointed apartment, there were several other men and two or three women there, He dutifully introduced me to everyone. I thought it odd the looks the men gave me, a very predatory look, I brushed it off thinking it was just my over active imagination. We went to the bar set up in one corner and he poured me a very nice white wine, excusing himself momentarily saying he had to attend to some detail or other.
I circulated in the room chatting and flirting with the men and thoroughly enjoyed myself, he returned and asked if I would like another glass of wine. Normally I would have said no, I'm not much of a drinker and one glass of wine is generally my limit, but I was enjoying myself so I said sure and followed him over to the bar. He handed me another glass of wine and I returned to chatting to everyone there. It wasn't long when I began to feel rather dizzy and queasy; I put the wine down and went to find our host. I found him in the kitchen talking quietly with a couple of other men, they went quiet when I entered and just watched me, a rather unnerving feeling I must say. I told him I wasn't feeling too well and was there somewhere quiet I might lay down for awhile. He said of course, and led me down the hall to a large bedroom and indicated I might lie down on the king sized bed. Gratefully I thanked him and lay down, falling almost instantly into a deep slumber.
I awoke slowly, feeling very groggy and disoriented; I could hear the buzz of voices near by but couldn't bring my mind to register what was being said. As I came more awake I realized that I was naked, and moved to cover myself, much to my shock and surprise I couldn't move my arms or my legs, it was as if they were tied somehow, my arms above my head and my legs fully apart.
I heard a voice saying, she's awake now. My head hurt and felt like it was stuffed with cotton batting, I tried to open my eyes only to realize I was blindfolded. Alarmed I cried out! A hand quickly covered my mouth and a voice whispered in my ear to be quiet. The hell I will, I thought and made to scream, but the moment I opened my mouth, a small ball was shoved into my open mouth and tied in place behind my head.
Now fully awake and alarmed I struggled against my bonds, but to no avail, I was well secured on something that felt like an elongated X with a thickened middle, where I was actually laying. I heard a quiet hum and felt the top of this thing begin to rise, it went up till as near as I could tell I was at about a 45 degree angle, maybe more, it was hard to tell.
Again I heard voices, male voices mostly but with an occasional higher pitched voice of a woman, I sensed someone near me, I felt a warm breath on my neck as he whispered to me, “it's time” the voice said. Time? Time for what? I struggled and fought against my bonds, panic rising within me.
"Shhhhhh", the voice said, "be still now". I stopped my struggles and lay there my heart racing, blood pounding in my ears; tears began trickling from the corners of my eyes.
I became aware of someone between my legs, a strong hand grasped my left ankle, electric shocks shot up my leg at the touch, then another hand gripped my right ankle, again the shocks rocked my body. I struggled; my efforts brought a quiet laugh from near by. The hands on my legs began slowly and deliberately moving up, caressing behind my knees, moving upwards to the soft flesh of my inner thighs. I felt my juices starting to flow, tears now streaming from my eyes. NO...no...no I screamed in my mind, but my body was responding of it's own will, I had no control. The hands now caressing my most private places, my hips began rising to meet the touch, shudders began wracking my body, desire flooding through me.
Dimly I heard a woman laugh, I didn't care anymore, the hands now firmly held my hips, the thumbs gently opening my labia like the petals of a flower. I pushed my hips at those hands my need obvious now. I felt something at the opening of my vagina...I realized I was about to be fucked. My pussy now throbbing with need... but still he didn't penetrate me, his penis teased at my opening, pushing just the tip of his penis in, then withdrawing it, slowly rubbing around the opening. I was wild with desire now, my breath coming in short panting bursts, I struggled but those hands held me firmly, the penis teasing, the tip entering then withdrawing and entering again. My body trembling violently now, finally he thrust deeply into me...consciousness narrowing, all sound gone, only the feeling of him within me, thrusting, demanding. Surrendering I exploded into orgasm, shuddering, convulsing, electric shocks shooting randomly through my body. Finally, mercifully, he withdrew.
I lay there trembling, my mind swimming. A sharp pain shot through my body as I was penetrated again, deeply, violently, someone else I wondered?? Whoever it was had no intention of being gentle his thrusts were hard and at times painful but again, almost as though it had a mind of its own, my body began to respond. There was a flash of light from somewhere, briefly I wondered what it was, but soon my breath was coming in short explosive bursts, my body rapidly approaching a second shattering climax. I convulsed in orgasm...the feeling of His penis now painful as it rammed into my aching pussy, I was so terribly sensitive even the slightest touch sent electric shocks coursing through my body. Finally, mercifully he withdrew, my heart was racing, the blood pounding in my ears...tremors ran wild through my body.
Slowly the tremors settled down and my breathing returned to a modicum of normalcy, my vagina tingling and tender now. I lay there in the darkness and silence, straining to hear if yet another was to use me. But no sound reached my ears, then I became aware of a slight breeze over my glistening body, as though a door had opened, I strained again to hear, but nothing. I slumped back, my arms now aching from the restraints; I wondered what was to become of me. Then it was there, a soft faint rustling, someone was approaching! I shook my head back and forth, tears again streaming down my cheeks. NO...no...I screamed silently, but all that came through the gag in my mouth was a series of unintelligible grunts and moans.
The hands that touched me this time were soft and cool, the hands of a woman, gently they caressed me, probing my most inner places, a tremor ran through me again. I felt a warm breath on my now very erect nipples, soft lips closed on each in turn, sucking and pulling at each. The hands still probing, teasing...I could feel the heat beginning to rise in me...arching my body to meet her mouth and hands. She moved around between my legs, leaning forward over me, her kisses started moving down my torso, past my belly button...lower...and lower. I began writhing in my restraints, struggling, pushing my hips to her.
As suddenly as they had started the kisses stopped...there was movement again in the room, I felt a quiet whirring and the apparatus that was holding me began to return to the horizontal. I wondered what was happening. Was I to be released? But thoughts of release were soon dashed, I heard more soft rustling as though clothes were being shed, then I felt the soft hands again only this time they were at the back of my head, untying the gag and removing it from my mouth. I went to say something but a soft finger pressed against my lips indicating I was to be silent. I felt those soft hands again only this time on my hips, the angle felt somehow wrong.
Suddenly I understood why! Legs straddled my head; I could smell her juices as she lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I sucked in my breath sharply as her tongue and lips went to work on my clit, it was hard to concentrate, the smell of her muskiness, the feel of her lips on me, my senses were reeling. My tongue began lapping at her juices, working its way up to her clit. My lips slowly sucked it in, my tongue flickered back and forth across it till I felt her body tremble, I began to writhe in ecstasy again, but wait, that flash! What was that? There it was, again and again! Finally it dawned on me, someone was taking pictures.
I flushed in shame, but her lips and tongue were doing their work and soon I was shaking uncontrollably on the verge of another orgasm. Somewhere I heard a man chuckle, I didn't care. I wanted her, my tongue buried itself in her now dripping pussy and together, shaking and moaning, we climaxed! She collapsed on top of me, gently stroking my legs. Carefully she climbed off of me, I heard her move away, then the sound of running water. A few seconds later a soft cloth began to slowly and deliberately wipe away the sweat from my now aching body.
Moments went by, I felt the cuffs holding my wrists being undone, I brought my aching arms down and crossed them over my abdomen rubbing the wrist to help restore circulation. My ankles were similarly released and I tried to sit up. A soft hand gently pushed me back, "wait", she said. I nodded, she removed my blindfold, but in the almost total darkness I still couldn't see her, only her silhouette.
She said as she turned to leave, "your clothes are here, you may get dressed and come out", and she was gone.
I rose stiffly my whole body ached from the fucking I had received, I dressed as best I could in the semi-darkness. I opened the door to the room and realized immediately it was not the bedroom I had gone into however long ago to rest. I made my way out to the living room, He was standing looking out the window, I stood silently waiting. Finally He turned and looked at me, I couldn't meet His gaze, my eyes lowered, I blushed in shame.
He pointed to the coffee table saying. "Those are for you. I have another set in my safe; they are a reminder to you that you will be at my beck and call now".
He continued, "I will expect you to come when I call you, promptly and without question is that clear?"
I nodded feebly.
"If you do not obey my wishes, the photos I have in my safe will be sent to your employer and posted on the internet, do you understand", he asked?
"Yes", I said quietly.
I had a rather high profile job and pictures of this nature would ruin me, quickly and thoroughly.
"You may go now, there is a cab waiting downstairs for you," he said, turning his back to me and gazing out the window.
I left shaking and unsteady, making my way to the elevator. True to his word there was a cab waiting to take me home again. On the drive home I put my head back and tried in vain to sort out in my mind what had just happened to me, I was shamed and yet somehow exhilarated by what had happened. Two very conflicting emotions!
I arrived home and immediately went to the bathroom and began running a hot bath adding scented oils to the water, stripping off my clothes I sank into the steaming water. The heat melting away the aches and pains, finally the water cold, I climbed out of the tub and toweled off, walking to the bedroom I turned down my bed and slid naked into the coolness of the satin sheets, drifting into a fitful, dream filled sleep.
When I awoke in the morning and stumbled out to the kitchen for a coffee I noticed the light on my answering machine blinking. I pushed the button to hear my message. It was Him, he wanted to see me again the following weekend!
Close Encounters~ The Apartment
The week dragged by slowly, nervously I watched the hours tick by. Finally the day arrived and I prepared myself carefully in accordance with His instruction, a simple dress, stay ups, heels...that was all I was to wear other than my coat.
I called a cab...waiting nervously for it to arrive, feeling very vulnerable knowing under the skimpy dress I was naked.
Finally the cab arrived and I was off. Arriving at the apartment tower at the appointed time, I buzzed the number I'd been given. A male voice answered, telling me to come up.
Entering the building, I walked to the elevators; nervously I pushed the button for the designated floor and waited nervously as the elevator whisked me up to my appointed meeting! I knocked and was immediately let into a darkened room...lit only with a few candles, then told to remove my coat, purse and shoes. I was to put the coat is hung in a hall closet, the purse I dropped by a chair, my shoes kicked off where I stood.
A voice from the shadows said, "go to the bedroom on the right and strip, I will be there in a few minutes"! The tone of that voice made me shiver; it left no room for argument!
Quickly I moved down the hall to the bedroom, I stood by the bed, hands trembling as they reached for the straps of my dress. Slipping them off my shoulders I watched as the dress fell to the floor. I stood there in the dark trembling, waiting, wondering. Finally, the door opened and the figure of a powerful man stood silhouetted by the light from behind him, I couldn't see his face clearly.
He said. "Turn around...face away from me", but it was more of a command. I obeyed instantly! A blindfold was slipped over my head and eyes then I was guided to the bed and made to lie down on my back, my arms were then pulled up over my head and my wrists slipped into leather cuffs already installed there.
My legs were then spread wide and fitted into similar cuffs at the foot of the bed. Trembling I waited for Him to come to me, but would it really be Him? Or another who slips silently into the room with me? I remembered back to the last time!
A rough hand grabbed my bare leg, I started to cry out but was quickly and very efficiently gagged, a sharp stinging slap on my thigh told me to be silent! The hand returned to my leg, slowly, deliberately tracing its way up towards my knee.
A harsh whisper said, "Good girl", his breathing the only thing I could hear.
Then my ears picked up the sound of soft leather rustling as it unfolded. I trembled in fear and anticipation!
He slowly and deliberately drew His whip across my breasts and down over my tummy, with each movement my body would jerk uncontrollably, behind the blindfold my eyes became wild with fear!
The bed moved and I felt him climb between my legs, I was extremely vulnerable, frightened and yet feeling some how exhilarated, wondering what...who??
His hands were now on both of my legs and begin tracing lazy patterns as they slowly work their way up...and up...making their way up my soft inner thighs...inching ever closer to my most inner spot. I could smell my own juices as they began to flow! Frustrated by my body's betrayal I wanted to cry out, to fight my bonds, to stop what appeared to be inevitable!
I could not. He had complete control of me, my body, my mind and my orgasm.
His hands gripped my hips now...His thumbs slowly and deliciously opening me...exposing my now wet pussy I squirmed and struggled, trying in vain to free myself, but my body betrayed me, a soft moan escaped from deep within me, my hips began writhing, pushing themselves at his insistent hands, my need grew stronger now, my breath coming in short shuddering gasps.
My thigh suddenly exploded in pain as another sharp stinging slap echoes off the walls, "DO NOT MOVE" he said. I moaned pitifully, my need now strongly upon me, I struggled trying to regain control of my senses, of my body, I could feel my own wetness leaking down over my legs and bottom.
A thumb started to massage my now swollen clit, I wanted to move, to push myself onto that probing hand, but the hot memory of that slap on my thigh was still very fresh in my memory! I tried valiantly to remain very still even though every fiber of my being was screaming for me to move! A muffled cry escaped me as my body began trembling uncontrollably.
"Do you want release little one", he asked? I quickly nodded my assent.
The thumb on my clit increases its speed and pressure ever so slightly, my juices now flowing freely. Suddenly something was shoved into my very wet pussy!
It was too hard to be His penis, and it was being rammed in and out of me, all the while that thumb on my clit kept going faster, and faster!
Blackness enveloped my senses, my world disappeared. There was nothing, only His insistent touch and the sensations flooding through my body.
Then as suddenly as it had come, whatever it was that had been rammed into me was withdrawn, the insistent pressure of that thumb stopped.
My breathing was ragged now, my body charged with electricity.
I felt His hands on the bed up near my shoulders; a weight bore down upon me. He roughly entered me, his thrusts deep and powerful, my body shook almost violently now, my back arched, a guttural cry came from deep within me as I exploded into orgasm! I lay there spent, occasional tremors shooting through my body, I felt Him lift himself off, my grateful body now sucking in great gulps of air, my heart raced, the blood still pounding in my ears!
I felt my ankles being unlocked from their leather fetters...slowly I pulled my still trembling legs back together. He moved to my hands unlocking them from
the leather cuffs.
"Sit up", I was told.
I struggled to rise to a sitting position, my vagina still throbbing, was sending little shock waves through my whole body.
"Turn your back to me", he commanded.
I struggled to turn around on the bed, I felt hands at the buckle at the back of my head, the gag was quickly removed.
"Do not move till you hear the door close" he said, lightly tracing my back with the handle of his whip. The touch of that making my body leap yet again!
"Your clothes are beside the bed", he said.
"You may dress when I am gone, I'm sure you can find your own way out, there will be a cab waiting for you," he continued.
I heard movement behind me, the door opened then closed and He was gone. Slowly I removed the blindfold, leaving it on the rumpled pillow. I rose unsteadily, not trusting my legs to hold me and slipped the skimpy dress back on. I looked around and saw my coat, purse and shoes piled neatly at the foot of the bed.
I slipped on my shoes and coat and walked unsteadily to the door and out into the hallway to the elevator. I walked out of the building, the night air fresh and clean revived me some, true to His word a cab was waiting for me, the cabbie holding the door attentively, a knowing smile on his face.
to be continued....
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Submitted by : Aiyana
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