4 comments/ 29132 views/ 11 favorites Alaina Discovers Her True Self By: SubBabs This is probably the best erotic story telling I have done to date. It starts slow with a full development of the characters and then the evolving and self discovery of all three main individuals. This story tells what is happening from primarily from the point of view of the Sergeant, but also shows some insight into the minds and emotions of Alaina and her husband. It was 2001 when I was stationed in the Air Force in Germany at the Ramstein AFB hospital as a medic. My name is William "Bill" Shumway and I am now a Staff Sergeant. Since I had been an EMT back in Florida, the tech school and its qualifications were a snap. It was also something I enjoyed and took pride in doing well. I also enjoyed being in a career field that was mostly women. Yes, some were dogs, but many were young, attractive single and married women. I particularly was attracted to 1Lt. Alaina Hofmann, a married 22 year old R.N. She was short, about 5 feet two and weighed about 110 pounds. She worked out several times a week and had a firm, body. Her hair was between blond and brown and always worn up on the back of her head as required when in uniform. I could only guess at her breast size, as it was hidden in her scrubs or uniform. Her husband Gary was also in the Air Force, but stationed at Sheik Isa Air Force Base in Bahrain. They had been apart for a couple months. Gary would arrange a ride up to Ramstein whenever he could get at least three days off in a row. I did try to make some moves on what I knew was a faithful wife, practicing Mormon and an excellent nurse. It was like hitting a wall. She was always friendly and very professional, staying in her room in the B.O.Q. most of her free time. Her only times out were when she went to the base theater by herself or with girl friends. I did some research and discovered that Alaina had been raised in an ultra conservative Polygamist Mormon household near Provo, Utah. Her mother had three "sister-wives". Her father was Joshua Zoram, a very successful furniture maker and had ten men working for him. On a monthly basis they would take a load of completed items and sell them to retailers in some of the major cities in Utah. Alaina and her mother had a room to themselves in their large but plain house, as did the other sister-wives and their children. Approximately once a week, her father would instruct Alaina's mother to spend the night in his private bedroom. She told Alaina that this was the "duty" of each and every one of the sister-wives. Alaina slept alone in her room when her father called her mother after she became five years old. Before that when her father summoned her mother, she slept with another of her mothers. She was very bright and read everything she could get her hands on, especially if it had to do with health or medicine. That is how she was awarded a full scholarship at Brigham Young University in Salt Lake City when she graduated from high school. She completed Registered Nurses training and full certification. It was there she met Gary Hofmann, also a Mormon, studying to be a pharmacist. They only dated each other and were married when they both graduated. Although their families did not approve, Gary joined the Army and Alaina joined the Air Force. After officer training and her nursing orientation she was stationed at Ramstein. Gary went to officers training and a pharmacy orientation, then stationed in Bahrain. One evening, I was playing on the computer and for some reason I Goggled "Alaina Zoram". Surprise, I was shown a web page for a college Sorority in Utah. Following into several links I discovered a personal web page of a Fraternity in a neighboring private university, not affiliated with the Mormon Church. It was a semi-hidden page, several years old, posted by one guy now graduated and in business in New York. It had an email address and his name. I established a new email account on Gmail, using someone else's name and personal data. Taking a wild chance, I wrote him as if I was a potential employer, saying she had applied for a position with my firm. I did not say she used him as a reference but that I had used a search engine and using her unusual name, discovered him and his page. It was over a week before he replied. He said he considered ignoring me, but decided to write. He wanted to know what I was after; that he barely knew her and had only met her one time at a party his Frat. Bros. had one weekend. The only thing on his web page, which he built over five years ago, about her, was her name as having attended. After writing each other several time asking very vanilla questions, we struck up a friendship and he admitted that he did have an old file of pictures taken at that party. He also admitted that she had gone against her religion and had drank far too much alcohol in the "punch" that was provided. He was hesitant, but after my stating that we had hired another person for the job, I was just curious as to how she looked. He hesitated replying, but agreed to send some pictures which included Alaina. When the file arrived, I was shocked to find over 20 pictures which she was in, probably taken in her second or third year of school. I thanked him and went through every one carefully. You could clearly see that she was getting increasingly more intoxicated as the party progressed. She was dancing with several guys and her blouse was partially open and bra showing in a few. I wrote him back and said I wish he had more pictures of her, showing "more skin." He wrote back and said he did have some "very private" pictures he had taken later in the evening. I practically begged him to send them to me. After a week, he agreed and sent ten more pictures. Alaina was definitely drunk and had removed her blouse and was dancing with what appeared to be a massive football player. Several pictures showed him removing her bra and playing with her now bare, full, erect tits. The last few showed the football player lying on an overstuffed sofa, between her legs, and was definitely fucking her. Her skirt was up around her waist and she was topless. The pictures clearly showed her nude, long legs, her full face and the expression of erotic joy as she was screwing this guy. The pictures were much more than I could have even hoped to see. I spent many nights working on these pictures, clearing them up and cropping them to show as much of this lovely lady as possible. Besides personally enjoying them I began to have some ideas how I could use them to my advantage. I tossed out most ideas and tried to be as much a gentleman as possible, at least at first. I made a few small 5 by 7 copies and brought them into work one day. When I finally had Alaina alone in our break area, I called her over to see some pictures I had discovered on the internet. She was astounded and grabbed them out of my hands. I gave them to her, stating that I had many more and some even more erotic in color and full 8 by 10's. Alaina demanded that I give them all to her. I smiled and walked back to my work station. I wanted her to think about them and worry about what I might do. Would I send them to her husband? Would I post them around the base? Would I send them to the Commanding Officer? I was a lowly Sergeant and she was an officer. The next morning, a Friday, Alaina called me into her office and asked me where I had gotten the pictures. I refused to tell her anything. She offered me money for ALL of the pictures I had, but again I refused. She wanted to know just what I wanted and what I planned to do. I told her that if she would come to my apartment after work, I would let her know what I wanted and how she could get ALL of the pictures. I gave her the address of my apartment and said for her to be there at 7 pm. It was 6:45 pm when I heard a soft rapping on my door. It was Alaina in a long-sleeve blouse and a full skirt. She wore 3" heels and had her hair in a bun on the back of her head in military fashion. I invited her in, offered her a chair and a drink. She sat down and refused anything to drink. I sat across from her on the sofa, crossing my legs and leaning back with a sly grin. Alaina demanded the pictures and I informed her that being polite would get her a lot further than anger. She then said, "Please, give me the pictures." It was then I told her how beautiful she was both in the pictures and that evening. "Alaina I will not touch you or abuse you in any way this evening. It is important for you to understand and trust me. I will never tell you a lie. If I tell you anything, it will be the truth. First, I do not want any money, as long as you do as I ask, I will return the pictures, ALL of the pictures to you. Next I will never tell anyone about this happening. I simply want to see you, to see all of you." What I was actually doing was taking her the very first step into submission. She asked if I would then give her the pictures. I teased her and said, it depends upon how well she behaves and follows instructions. She asked me just what I wanted. I said, "To begin, I want you to stand up in front of me, as if you were the Sergeant and I was the officer." Alaina said nothing; she stood up and took a couple steps toward me. I then told her to remove her blouse. She hesitated and I asked her how the pictures would look posted on our Company Bulletin Board? She started unbuttoning the front opening blouse. The first step was taken into my dominance over her. Opening the sleeves, she slid it off her shoulders and down her arms. I asked her to lay it across the back of the chair. She walked back and carefully folded it on the back of the chair. Although she was unaware of it, I had set up two digital video cameras with very large memory cards, pointing from different angles toward the center of the room. Turning to face me, she held her arms over her bra and covered breasts. Again I asked her to step a little closer, still at least eight feet away from me. I then asked her to let her hair down. She removed several pins and her light brown hair fell, just touching her shoulders. "Alaina, I would love to see your legs. Please remove your skirt." She started to speak, and then without a word opened the single button on her side then pulled down the zipper. As it dropped to her feet I told her to step out of it and place it on her blouse. What I was wanting was the two cameras to video her as she appeared to volunteer to undress in front of me, then walk around the room so I could record her body from various angles. She was now in her old fashioned, military bra, some full panties and her 3 inch heels. Without my saying anything, she walked to the chair, placed her skirt down and turning, stepped back toward me. This time her hands remained at her sides. I said, "I am disappointed in your choice of bra and panties. They are something grandma would wear. Leave on your panties but take off the bra." Alaina said this was all I was going to see of her unless she saw the pictures. I opened the drawer to the end table next to my chair and pulled out a couple of the tamer pictures and handed them to her. "I am telling you the truth; these are the original pictures, as I made no copies. Now, the bra comes off," I said. Taking the pictures from me, she reached back and unhooked her bra. Leaning forward, it slipped down her arms and off her hands. Without my saying anything, she turned around, walked back to the chair and placed it on her other clothes. Turning back to me she stood up straight and arching her back, held her breasts out for me to see. I asked her the size of her bra and she said it was a 34C. "Cup your breasts as if you were offering them to me." Slowly she cupped both breasts and pulled them out toward me. I knew I had some fantastic videos. I handed her a couple more pictures and told her, "I am a man of my word. As badly as I want to touch you, I will now allow you to dress and leave." "Now, let's see if you can follow my orders. I will not ask you to remove your panties. However, next Friday, you are to come back here. Between now and then, you are to go downtown and buy some truly sexy bra and bikini panty sets. You are also to be wearing light brown nylons held up with a lacy garter belt. I will then give you some more pictures, originals, and I will not keep any copies. You do as I say and you have my word." Turning her back to me, Alaina walked back to her chair and bending over, started putting her clothing back on. She quickly turned and began dressing. "How many more pictures do you have?" she asked as she put on her bra. I ignored her and told her to leave, NOW! I waited nearly a week before being alone with her in the hospital break room. Thinking back, I believe it was Wednesday. I walked to her and handed her a picture of the football player standing behind her, cupping both of her bare breasts. She had no top or bra. Her hands were behind her butt and apparently full of his manhood. "Come back to my apartment at 7 Friday evening and I'll give you this picture, if you are a "good girl, having done what I requested." Without a word, she nodded and went back to work. It was a cold evening. Snow had started to fall in the middle of the afternoon, making for an exciting drive home in the heavy traffic. I wondered if Alaina would attempt to cancel our appointment. Since our last meeting, I had transferred the digital videos onto a DVD and they came out beautiful. They were clear and covered every move she made, from two angles. With careful editing, it appeared I was just sitting there and she was stripping and trying to seduce me. Depending upon how things went, I might show them to her. Regardless, I set up the cameras again in the same locations. At exactly 7, there was a knock on my door. I turned on the cameras and went to the door. Alaina was standing in a heavy, long coat and her hair was down as I preferred. Inviting her in, I took her coat, mainly to see what she had decided to wear. This time it was a conservative full dress. It was a beautiful blue, matching her brilliant cobalt blue eyes. I sat her down in the same chair as last week and hung up her coat. "May I fix you a warm drink to cut the chill?" She nodded yes. I had a fresh pot of coffee on and poured it in a cup with a couple shots of Ron Rico 151 rum. I also turned on my new sound system which had a recording of soft, pounding music from a Caribbean Island. Handing the spiked coffee to her, I again sat across from her on the sofa, facing her. I reminded her that I was a man of my word. I only had one set of her pictures and was giving her my only copies. She nodded and never smiled. We drank our laced coffee and I fixed a second. Alaina sat it on the end table next to the chair, not drinking it. "Alaina, did you make the purchases I requested?" She sat silently and nodded yes. "Are you wearing what I asked?" She responded that she had never owned or even worn anything so wicked and vile. "Well," I asked, "Are you wearing them?" Again she silently nodded yes. "Stand up in front of your chair," I commanded in a firm voice. "Once again I give you my word I will not harm you in any way as long as you do as I ask. I will also give you the only copy of the picture I showed you the other day." After a moment, wondering if I was in deed telling the truth, Alaina began unzipping the back of her dress. It seemed forever as it came open and she allowed it to slide down her arms. A lacy pink bra came into view as the dress dropped to her waist. Alaina paused as I sat back on the sofa, hoping the cameras were doing as good a job as they had last week. I said for her to continue and the dress touched the floor and she stepped out of it. She turned her back to me, showing the rear of her bikini panties, nylons and garter belt. Placing the dress across the chair she stood still with her back to me. I enjoyed the erotic view but wanted to see more. "Turn around you beautiful, bitch." I shocked her with the foul language, which is just what I wanted to do. Alaina turned slowly to face me and I sat back and took in a total view of the sexy garments I told her to wear. Her breasts filled her lacy bra and created a beautiful canyon between her tits. It was so sexy I hated to have her remove it. It was then I examined the bikini panties. They were what I had hoped to see, allowing full view of her belly. What I didn't like was that she had a full body of hair which overflowed both sides of her crotch and even over the top on the panties. What I did love was the nylons and garter belt which perfectly framed her love nest. I asked her to walk around the center of the room, turning slowly so I could see her body. I sure hope both video cameras were getting all of this on their discs. After a few minutes of embarrassing her and giving the cameras a chance to do their work, I told her to remove her bra and to place it on her dress. She must have expected this as she easily unsnapped it in back and dropped in into her hands. Her breasts stood firmly erect and I was happy to see her now erect nipples standing proudly, pointing to me. As she turned and placed it on her dress, the cameras and I got a beautiful view of her hard body. Alaina turned back toward me and placed her hands by her sides. I couldn't help but notice her clenched fists. "I told you I would not touch you, and I'll keep my word as long as you do as I say. I want you to caress your breasts and pinch and tug at you already hard nipples. Do it now!" Standing only a few feet in front of me, she began to cup and pull at her breasts. Her breathing became deeper and the nipples looked like erasers, sticking out nearly a full inch. I let her continue to move with the soft, deep rhythm of the music. She was closing her eyes and beginning to roll her head with the sensual beat. Her feet moved around the floor and several times spread further apart, allowing me a good look at her crotch and inner thighs. "One more thing for you to do before I give you the picture. While your left hand continues to massage your left tit, I want your right hand to go to your pussy and caress your vagina and clit." She looked at me with anger in her eyes and before she could speak I said, "I will not touch you and when you can show me a very wet crotch, you will be given the picture and you can leave." Her right hand dropped to her panties and cupped her mound. I could see her fingers start to move along her slit and heard a soft, deep moan. She must have had a hidden desire to exhibit herself as it only took a few moments until her feet were spread and her hand moved faster. Alaina was definitely becoming sexually aroused. I could clearly see some fluids starting down her inner thighs. I considered having her reach orgasm, but wanted to keep her on a high and unfulfilled. I let her get close, then stopped her. I had to stop her and told her to come closer and show me her now wet panties. Stepping forward, she spread her knees and showed me her now soaked panties. I thanked her and handed her the picture I had shown her in the hospital. She took it and still trying to catch her breath, went back and put on her dress. Looking back at me, I told her she could leave. Quickly she went out the door, grabbing her heavy coat on the way out. I sat there with the largest erection I can ever remember having. I wondered if she went back to her room and finished masturbating. The next week a went over the remaining ten pictures I had of Alaina, each being more erotic than any I had given her. Most pictures were with her having sex with a couple of guys. I also spent hours viewing and editing the two videos from that night. They were great, showing lots of detail and when put together appeared to be her trying unsuccessfully to seduce me! I left none of my orders or her complaints, only her moans and added my comments that she shouldn't be doing this since she was a married woman and an officer. It seemed I was trying to talk her out of trying to get me in bed while I was refusing. Alaina Discovers Her True Self On Wednesday I got Alaina alone in an elevator and showed her one of the pictures of her fucking a young, athletic stud. I made certain that the picture showed her face clearly as well as her being humped and her humping him back. The expression on her face was one of complete joy. You could see that without a doubt she was enjoying it and a full participant. It was as far from a rape as you could get. I said, "Be at my apartment Friday at 7, wearing exactly what you wore last Friday. This time I want you to bring with you a very sexy Baby Doll Nightgown. I will give you this picture when you leave." The door opened and several people got on. She casually commented that her husband had obtained a three-day pass and would arrive Saturday morning and return to his base on Monday. She got off at the next floor and went back to work. We did not see each other the rest of the week, as we were swamped with patients to care for. I didn't even know if we could get off Friday, but things finally slowed down and we both left the hospital about 5 pm. I showered and put on sweat pants and a sweat shirt. I positioned one camera behind where I usually sit on the sofa, directly looking at the chair Alaina sits in, in front of me. The second camera I placed on a dresser with its wide angle lens seeing nearly the entire room. As the doorbell rang at a few minutes until 7, I quickly turned on both cameras. Opening the door, I saw Alaina wearing a plain dress and carrying a large plastic bag. Inviting her in, I offered another of my special rum drinks and ask her to sit in her usual chair. Surprisingly she quickly drank the strong drink and asked for another. Trying to make small talk, Alaina said very little and was very nervous as to what would be asked of her this evening, especially since her husband Gary would be arriving about noon the next day. I made the second drink even stronger. As she was finishing it I realized that she had consumed five shots of 151 rum. That was enough to put a horse down! "As you know Alaina, I do enjoy looking at your body. You have also learned that I am a man of my word. Without a doubt, I would love to take you to bed, but we both know this is not the time. So, I will not compel you. In addition, as before, if you do everything I ask, I will not even touch you this evening. Does that make you feel more at ease?" With a surprised and pleased expression she responded, "Thank you Gary. I do appreciate that." I added, "It is also true that the pictures I am giving you are my only copy. Tonight I will give you the one I showed you in the elevator." Again she thanked me. "Good, so the first thing I will ask tonight is for you to go into the privacy of the bathroom and put on the Baby Doll Gown over your bra, panties, garter belt, hose and your high heels. When you are properly dressed come back and stand in front of me. She picked up her bag, which I assumed had her clothing in it and walked into the bathroom, weaving as the alcohol affected her balance. It was less than ten minutes before she returned, dressed exactly as I had requested. It was obvious she had also applied her makeup and combed her hair the way I like it. Slowly she walked over to me, giving me time to see her beautiful body and graceful movements. It was as if she was beginning to enjoy showing herself to me. Stopping about six feet from me she posed like she would for a picture. I smiled and complimented her, as the Baby Doll was so sheer it allowed a clear view of her bra and panties. That must have been a choice she made on her own. I asked her to turn slowly and walk back and forth in front of me. True to my word, I never reached out for her erotic body. I was hoping the new angles of the cameras would catch all of her and her movements. Looking up at her face, I detected a sly and sensual grin. She must have wondered why I have not taken advantage of her further, like forcing her to have sex with me. There would be plenty of time for that later. I wanted her mind as well as her body. She staggered under the influence of my strong drinks, so I told her to sit back in the chair. Unknown to her a video camera was now pointing over my right shoulder and directly at her. She fell back in the chair and her knees came slightly apart, flashing her panties and inner thighs. I told her tonight I wanted to watch her caress her breasts and show me her hard nipples. Through her foggy mind, she did not hesitate, but pulled up her gown and reaching back, unsnapped her bra. Alaina removed it, showing me once again her beautiful, bare tits. Cupping both, she pulled them out as if offering them as a present to me. Her thumbs rubbed the nipples and I was amazed at how quickly they became hard and erect. For several minutes I sat and watched her. Her head rolled back and her eyes closed as she continued. I told her to remove her gown and it was quickly on the floor in front of her. Alaina continued with her breasts and finally I told her to remove ONLY her panties. She must have been very aroused as they were on the floor with her gown in only a moment. I said, "Alaina, I have something for you," and walked over to her. I handed her a delicate silk blindfold with an elastic strap. "I will go back to my seat and I want you to put this on." Walking quickly back to the sofa, I sat and saw that she already had it on. She did ask why she was to wear it and I told her it was so she could imagine whatever she wanted as she accomplished my next task. "Alaina, play with yourself, masturbate to orgasm!" I expected her to argue or say she could not do it. The alcohol mixed with her exhibiting herself and playing with her tits must have put her over the edge. Both hands went between her now widely spread legs. They rubbed up her thighs and covered her mound. I watched as her fingers spread her already leaking fluids across her vagina and over her outer and inner labia. A deep moan escaped her lips as she touched her clit. I loved her lying back, legs spread and both hands now working her pussy directly in front of me. She had slid her hips forward and was almost lying flat in the chair. Her head rocked from side to side and her fingers moved more quickly. I could not tell how many fingers were in her; her right hand concentrated on her clit, pinching and pulling it. Alaina was already approaching an orgasm. I had hoped it would take longer, providing a lengthy show. For the first time I heard her cry out during her first orgasm. Falling back with her hands now hanging by her sides, she tried to catch her breath, her blindfold still on. It was a good three minutes before she spoke. "Is that what you wanted to see tonight?" I thanked her for the magnificent show and told her she could now remove the blindfold and go get dressed. She waited after removing the blindfold and stared at me. I knew she had many questions but she remained silent as she regained her strength. Alaina picked up her clothes on the floor and walked back into the bathroom. This time it was nearly fifteen minutes before she returned fully dressed with fresh makeup and still swaying a little from the sex act and the booze. I offered to call a cab but she insisted she would be fine the few miles to her home. She did not need to ask; as I was holding out the picture she wanted. Going out the door, Alaina paused, turned and looked at me. There was no doubt, she smiled and started to say something. No words came out and she turned and went out the door, closing it gently behind her. Later I discovered that as soon as Gary arrived, Alaina took him to her room in the Bachelor Officers Quarters (BOQ) and nearly raped him. She told me that she had become so excited showing herself to me and "acting like a slut" masturbating with me watching, had created an erotic desire in her where she had to have sex. Especially true since I had not so much as touched her. She commented, "I needed a cock." Gary was surprised when she had sex with him three times before dinner. She later told me she had even given him a blow job before taking him to his plane Monday morning. That ws only the third time she had ever done that with Gary. It was almost a week without running into Alaina at work. Then late Thursday evening my phone rang. It was Alaina wanting to know if I had, "any more pictures" of her. I said, "Yes, I do. I have been enjoying several of them." She asked when she could come over and get another. I told her I could give her one if she came over Friday at 8 pm. She asked what she should wear and I said, "It doesn't matter, as you will be naked soon after you arrive. When you enter, you are to immediately remove ALL of your clothing and get on all fours in front of me. You are NOT to say ANYTHING, just do as you are told. Do you understand?" She took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, Sir". That was the first time she ever called me SIR; I never even requested that. It was obvious that she wanted more than the picture. Ever since last Friday, Alaina had been having very strong and very mixed emotions regarding what she had done in front of a near stranger. She readily admitted that I was an attractive and desirable man, but she was married to a man she really loved. Was it that she merely lusted after this compelling man, me? It couldn't be so. She had never had any desire for another man than her husband. Her Mormon religion told her that this was very wrong. Despite her repulsion to both her actions and her feelings, she had to admit that this situation was turning her on sexually and creating a mysterious craving in a strange way. And, the orgasm she experienced while masturbating in from of this Sergeant was a mind bending explosion, better than any she had ever experience in her life, including the sex with Gary last weekend. She briefly considered the time she had been away from her loving husband. Then she realized that what she had been experiencing was completely separate, as she almost constantly relived the experience of last Friday with me in her mind. She woke up in the middle of the night twice and found she was masturbating while dreaming about that experience. She knew she craved more. Her husband had always been so gentle, even asking her if she wanted to "make love" and even how she wanted it. He never simply took her sexually, which she realized that she really favored. This exceptional man (me) told her what he wanted and never asked her or considered her desires. Alaina had heard about Dom/sub relationships but never considered herself a sub or even desired to act it out. Yet, the demands of this man lit a fire deep within her. Secretly, she hoped he had more pictures, requiring her to visit him again and again, anxiously waiting Friday to arrive. She imagined him and what he would make her do. The doorbell rang a few minutes before eight. I had just finished a shower and dried myself, putting on some boxer shorts and a robe. I turned on the video camera behind my sofa and placed a second one in the bedroom on the dresser. It had a wide angle lens and could see all of the bed and most of the room. I was planning to dress in nice slacks and shirt, but did not have time. I opened the door and told her to come in, strip and get on all fours in front of me as I sat in my usual spot on the sofa. She wordlessly moved quickly, placing her dress on the chair and without looking at me or saying anything, removed her bra and panties, placing them on her dress. Turning toward me, I again instructed her to remain silent and get on her hands and knees facing me. Her breasts hung down and swayed as she moved. Alaina sat up naked on her heels and I had her drop her head placing her forehead on the floor and her hands behind her back. "This evening, Alaina, we are going to play a little game in costumes. You are not to speak unless I ask you a direct question. You are to remain in that position unless I move you. Do you understand?" She nodded her head in the affirmative. "OK, Again, I will give you my word that I will do nothing to hurt you in any way. Yet I want you to wear some items for our costume game." I pulled out a canvas bag from the closet and came up behind her. Opening the bag I removed a pair of 3" wide black leather wrist cuffs. I grasped both of her hands behind her back and fastened one cuff on each wrist and then connected them with a Velcro strap. I could see Alaina begin shaking, not from the cold air, but from fear of what was to happen next. In the bag was a 5" wide, very stiff black leather collar. Wrapping it around her delicate neck and against her cheeks on both sides, it forced her to face directly forward with her chin held high. I had her stand up and placed a 4" wide black leather belt around her waist and pulled it tight before locking it in place. I pulled her hands apart and fastened them both to the back of her stiff collar, elbows straight out to the sides of her head. This forced her to stand tall and extended her tits in front of her. Finally, I placed 3" cuffs around both of her ankles and attached a two foot spreader bar in between the ankle cuffs, thus keeping her feet apart, legs spread and her cunt open and available. I had expected Alaina to fight and struggle to keep me from putting this paraphernalia on her. Instead, she calmly and willingly submitted to wearing these items. Walking behind the woman now bound and standing tall, I placed a blindfold over her eyes. She only whimpered as she lost her sight. I whispered in her left ear, "If you REALLY want me to stop, use the word, 'sunrise.' You will immediately be released and instructed to leave my house, never to return." "In the past I have stated I would not physically touch you, and I didn't. Tonight I am going to touch you, but as I said, I will in no way hurt or harm you." While standing behind Alaina, I placed my hands on her naked hips and held her for a moment. Slowly I slid my hands up her sides, as she struggled, testing her wrist cuffs and their attachment to her collar. As I reached her rib cage, I moved my hands forward onto her chest, grasping her breasts. I squeezed tightly and tweaked her nipples. They were already as hard as rocks. I held them securely and stroked both tits, listening to her moan. Alaina thought to herself that she was amazed that she was so sexually aroused. Fear never crossed her mind. She trusted him when he said he would never hurt her. He even gave her a safe word which would allow her to stop whatever he was doing, however she knew she would have to leave and never be allowed to return. Being bound as she was, created a powerful sexual arousal throughout her body, emotions and mind. Was he going to fuck her? Is that what she wanted? What would her husband say if he saw her like this and how would he react? The big, muscular hands on her tits felt so wonderful, causing them to become even more firm and her nipples harder. She noticed a warm fluid beginning to run down her inner thighs. Oh God, she thought. What kind of woman am I to actually derive pleasure from this type of aggressive treatment? Alaina's breath caught in her throat as he massaged, kneaded, stroked and caressed her naked, palpitating breasts while standing behind her. He was pinching at the tiny, hard, cherry sized nipples and rolling them between his fingers. This caused a new, wild sensation to jolt excitedly through her entire body. An intoxicating enchantment was enveloping Alaina. Silently, she hoped he would continue this erotic, exciting torment. Instead, he removed his hands and walked around to the front of this bound beauty. I asked, "Did you enjoy that?" and Alaina, trying to catch her breath, said, "Yes, Sir". That is when I knew I had her. Looking between her spread legs I could see the flow of vaginal fluids beginning to coat her inner thighs. Taking two fingers, I coated them with the sweet, fragrant fluid. Placing them against her mouth, I said for her to clean my fingers. She immediately opened her mouth and began sucking them clean. Alaina didn't resist; she had gone this far, so why fight it now. Whatever she had thought of this situation, her being blackmailed and threatened, for some unfathomable reason her emotions and feelings were no longer the same in her. He had rekindled all of her womanly needs and desires, disregarding her loyalty to her husband, Church and morals. Her needy, unfulfilled, hungry body was taking control. Yet she couldn't deny the evil, immoral yearning she felt, not fighting his lustful attentions but rather accepting them with a growing desire. Alaina attempted unsuccessfully to find justification in the fact that she was being blackmailed. It was time. I kissed her, placing my tongue between her tender lips and into her mouth. She took it and began sucking on it. My left hand remained on her right tit while my right hand went smoothly over her left tit, down her side, across her sensitive belly, finally reaching the moist velvet of her vibrant, sensitive vaginal split. Toying momentarily in the sparse brown pubic hair I continued, discovering her already excited, erect clitoris. I tweaked it and she gasped in my mouth. I gently pinched her clit and she repeated the gasping. My fingers ran down through the damp, sensitive, raw flesh to the opening of her vagina, still tongue fucking her delicious, receptive mouth as she sucked harder on my tongue. My middle finger slipped up into the moist, quivering passage. Alaina broke our kiss and moaned uncontrollably, "Oh... God!" Alaina fell back into a near coma, attempting to spread her legs further apart. She asked herself, "How long had it been since she had known such erotic joy? She could never remember anything that put her into this magical cloud of pleasure. One thing was certain; she could never remember anything that made her feel this way. Her entire body had seemingly come alive with a burning sexual desire. His wonderful hands were setting her off into cyber, sub-space. Who was this man making love to her? How had her bondage and submission completed this erotic adventure? She felt his fingers slipping smoothly in and out of her rapidly dilating passage, creating a new wave of exciting sensations rippling over her flesh. Struggle as she did, her movements were almost completely stopped by her bondage. She groaned, "Oh, my God, I can't take any more." His fingers, coated with her own fluids were like a soothing balm coating the inside of her cunt. Alaina whispered to me, "I must be a whore, I am your whore. I feel like a bitch in heat. Take me, please, use me. I need you now." I opened both of her ankle cuffs, removing the spreader bar. Taking her in my arms, I asked her directly, "Do you want me? Do you want me to take you sexually? If you do, ask me, ask me loudly so I will know for certain." Alaina cried out behind her mask, "Please fuck me...PLEASE!" I told her the only way I would take her was if she allowed me to tie her spread eagle on my bed. In addition, she was to keep the blindfold on and beg me to take her. Alaina was in tears, "Please put me in your bed and take me." I quickly placed her on her back in the middle of my bed and hurriedly fastened her cuffs to chains already in place on all four corners of my bed. Tightening the chains to stretch her out fully, I checked her blindfold and made certain it was still in place. Finally satisfied she was absolutely bound, I cupped her pussy and rubbed my fingers up and down her slit. "Tell me again what you want." "I want to be your whore and slut," Alaina nearly screamed. "I want you to fuck me." I was certain her voice had been recorded with the video. I dropped my robe and boxers and crawled between her widely spread legs. Sliding the tip of my cock into the inner folds of her labia, Alaina raised her hips, presenting her pussy for my use. I was slow as I wanted this to be wonderful for Alaina. I could have slammed into her and climaxed in a few strokes, but I knew I had to have her reach orgasm with my cock deeply within her. Alaina Discovers Her True Self Inch by inch I went deeper into her open, wet cunt. Her groans filled the room as she continued to beg me to stop teasing and to fuck her. As I could tell she was nearing climax, I rammed hard fully into her and started humping as fast as I could. Within a moment, she screamed out, "Oh god...yes, yes, yes," as she had an orgasm that appeared to be a near seizure. Shaking for a full minute, she collapsed back on the bed and appeared to pass out. I held my cock deeply in her and without moving, shot several streams of cum against her womb. Holding it firmly there until Alaina began to awake and my cock began to soften. Alaina softly said, "Oh that was wonderful. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." I kissed her gently before I removed her blindfold. Getting up, I went around her still body and removed her cuffs and her collar. She laid still and fell asleep. I covered her up with a blanket and went back into the living room. It was an hour before Alaina came into the room wearing only my robe. She sat next to me, placed her hear on my shoulder and hand on my thigh. In her own, unique way, told me that the sex was by far the best she ever had and that she never thought it could be that wonderful. Leaning over, she kissed me and said she wanted to shower and get dressed, as she should get home. She left, forgetting the picture I had promised her and said that she would like to see me again next weekend. I said that I would see her at work and would arrange something. So, Alaina was turning into a bondage slut as I had hoped. It took awhile to get her to realize the enjoyment of bound sex. Her actions and comments confirmed that she was really turned on by our adventures. Now I had to take the next step. I had to consider it carefully, so I designed several scenarios and looked at the pros and cons of each one. Whatever I did, it had to be more and more exciting for Alaina, taking into consideration her growing desire for helpless sex and dominance from me. I did not want to be too radical or certainly not painful or injurious in any way. After considering many possible actions I narrowed it down to public exposure and humiliation of Alaina or secondly, having several men take her sexually. Either way it had to be done without divulging her identity as I would not hurt her military career. I called her Monday evening and told her how beautiful and wonderful she was last Friday. Slowly I worked the conversation around to her reaction and feeling about being bound during sex. Hesitantly, she admitted that she found it electrifying and definitely produced a sexual arousal and fantastic series of orgasms. That is what I hoped to hear. From there I asked Alaina if she would be up for a new experience, one which would be a challenge. She didn't wait long to respond. She said she was hoping I would take her to new and exciting adventures. It was then I told her about a German place several miles from town that catered to BDSM and bondage "games" for couples. I told her if she accepted my invitation, she would be taken, in costume, and be able to do and see as much or as little as she wanted or would dare. She said she was afraid she would be recognized, but I explained that she would be in costume and have on a full face mask. She would be going with me as my "pet" and my "slave." I told her this place was called "Der Kerker" The Dungeon, and encouraged couples to live out their fantasies, or simply watch others. I stressed that no one would be able to recognize her and that if she became uncomfortable, we would immediately leave. I reminded how honest I had been and that I always told her the truth. As I had to go, I told her to think it over and that I would call her tomorrow evening. Hanging up, I hoped she would agree to live out this exciting activity with me. At work the next day, Alaina got into the elevator with me and asked when and where she should meet me. She excitedly asked what she should wear. We only had a minute so I told her she was to buy a very brief bikini and hand carry it to my apartment at 8 pm Friday. She was to bring her black garter belt, full length black fishnet hose and 4" black heels. I would provide her full costume. She was also to cleanly shave her pussy. The doors opened and she scurried back to her duty station. Arriving right on time Friday, she was full of questions, but I put her off, explaining that we had an hours' drive and had to hurry. I had her strip naked and put on only the bottoms of her bikini. They were very low cut and barely covered her freshly shaven pussy and showed at least an inch of her ass while fastening on both sides with a hidden snap. They were made of a nearly clear white lace with a thicker area over her crotch. She then put on her fishnets and garter belt, but I told her to leave off the top of her swim suit. I had purchased two, bright red, three inch bulls eyes made from soft rubber with a sticky substance on the back. Carefully I stuck them firmly on her nipples, covering just that part of her tits. To fit into the proper apparel for Der Kerker (The Dungeon), I place the heavy black leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, the collar around the neck and to hide her identity, I had purchased a full leather head and face cover. It even had a snap on blindfold and cock gag if I wanted to use it. She put her long hair into a pony tail and it fit perfectly coming out of the opening in the back of her hood. So one could not possible recognize her. Covering her completely with a full length coat, she was ready for the trip. I left off the blindfold and gag for the long drive to The Dungeon but Alaina wore the hood. It gave me a chance to explain what this place looked like and what she could expect. It was a quiet drive as neither of us had much to say. When we pulled up, a valet took the keys while I attached a leash to her stiff collar. My final instructions were for her to remain totally silent unless she used her safe word, "sunshine." Entering we found the room nearly full of couples with only a few single men. A trio was playing some soft jazz for background music. There was a lot of talking and laughter, scattered with a few of the slave women crying. Everyone was in their choices of costumes. A few of the Doms were dressed as pirates and all of the slaves, including a small number of male slaves with female Doms, were either naked or in some costume. I removed Alaina's coat, exposing her beautiful body to the entire room and handed it to the coat check girl who must have been someone's slave as she was naked. Alaina was astounded at the dress of the Doms and subs. What really got her attention were the many various pieces of furniture and seemingly torture items scattered around the room. Some were being used and some were waiting for someone to use them. One woman was completely naked and hanging from a large X frame and being whipped by a Dom, maybe her own and maybe someone elses. She was crying and yelled out with every stroke of a thin cane. Right next to her was another female hanging from her wrists from the ceiling and being fucked from behind. She was moaning and experiencing multiple orgasms. I asked Alaina what she thought about everything and she said that she had no idea a place like this existed and that so many people were into this behavior. I asked her if she wanted to leave and she instantly said, "no". She wanted to look around for awhile. I left off her blindfold and led her around the room, displaying her to many staring strangers. One Dom came up with his female slave on a leash, on all fours. He complimented me on my exquisite sub, as he was not to speak directly to someone else's slave. A could see Alaina smile with pride. She stopped in one corner and watched as a woman was on a mat, on her knees giving oral sex to one man while another man was taking her from behind. I heard her say softly to herself, "Oh god, that looks good." Examining Alaina, I could see the moisture forming down her inner thighs. It was time to demonstrate one chair that I loved to use. It was similar to an examination table used in a doctors office with both rigid extensions for her arms and legs. The major difference was that it had canvas straps that attached a sub securely. I didn't want Alaina to see it, so I put on her blindfold and asked her if she wanted to experience some "real pleasure." Alaina nodded and said she would try. I walked her to the table and laid her on her back. Placing her feet in the stirrups, strapped her feet in place first. Next I placed her arms out on the bars above her head and strapped her wrists and biceps in place with more straps with Velcro closures. Bringing another strap across her belly, I tightened it firmly in place, keeping her from moving her body. Finally, I strapped her calves and thighs to prevent and movement of her legs. Surprising her, I placed the cock gag in her mouth and tightened it with a strap on her hood. I stepped back, taking in the sight of my now solidly bound beauty. I had hardly finished when two men came up and requested to "caress" this new slave. Alaina tried to shake her head no, but the collar prevented any movement. I told them they could only look, for right now. They obviously thought I would be using her first and moved next to her, visually examining all of her body. They continued as I moved the tables legs that held her feet. Spreading them wide, I also raised them at the knees so her bikini covered pussy and ass were open and put on view. For her first experience I removed the two bulls eye stickers over her nipples. Pulling out from under the table two clear plastic cups with four inch round opening at one end. The edge was lined with soft rubber trim. The cups decreased in size out to about eight inches where a small plastic tube was attached. The tubes ran together then to a small electric pump. I coated the rubber trim with a little Vaseline and placed them over both of her breasts. Unable to see anything, she felt her tits being covered with stiff plastic cups. I whispered in her ear, "You'll love this." Then I turned on the pump. It drew out the air and sucked her tits and especially her nipples into the rigid cups. I kept it running until all of her tits were fully drawn into the cups and her nipples were sucked deeply into the tubes then shut it off. It held her tightly and I enjoyed her groaning with delight. I noticed a woman staring closely at Alaina with the biggest smile. I asked her, an obvious Dom by her black leather pants and bra, if she liked what she saw. Her response was a grin and sticking out her tongue in a licking movement. Thinking for a moment, looking at Alaina with her legs spread wide, I asked the Dom if she would like "a taste." Without a pause, she nodded in the affirmative. I reached down and unsnapped both sides of her bikini pants and removed them, exposing Alaina's crotch. The Dom pushed me aside and leaned her head in between the legs of my beautiful and already excited woman. Her tongue stroked Alaina; coating her inner labia. She attempted to cry out, but only a groan escaped around her gag. She could not move, but she quivered as the Dom grasped her clit between her teeth and sucked it into her warm, wet mouth. Alaina could not tell who was doing this to her and only assumed it must have been me. I removed her gag during a pause in the oral action and asked if she, "was close?" She responded, "Oh god yes, please don't stop." I stepped back and asked the Dom to continue. Placing her mouth back on Alaina's pussy she sucked her clit and ran her tongue into her cunt. My lady began a strong orgasm and shook as much as her bonds would allow. As she climaxed, she fell back as if she passed out. As she came out of the total body cum, I removed her blindfold and she was able to see the woman raising her head from between her legs. "Oh my god...It was a woman!" she cried. The Dom replied, " The best oral is always given by a woman," she thanked me and walked away. Telling Alaina that the evening had only begun, I put the gag back in place, leaving the blindfold off so she could observe the next action. I checked her cunt and found it open and flowing. The Dom had done an outstanding job turning her on. Leaning close to her, I said, "Now you are ready for an orgasm with a cock." I had seen a man standing next to the table staring at Alaina with an obvious expression of desire. He was wearing dress slacks and very expensive shoes. His shirt was only a T-shirt but it proved that he had spent a lot of time working out. Large biceps and a rippled chest were obvious. I asked him if he would like to "try her out". His smile was the answer I hope to receive. Alainas' eyes were open so wide there were visible inside of her mask. I could see she was trying to tell me NO. However, her gag and strict bindings prevented it. I told her in a loud voice, this is another present for you on your first visit to Das Kerker. The man looked at me and told me his name was Dietrich as he dropped his pants and boxer shorts and stepped between her widely spread legs. He bent his knees until his cock nudged against Alainas cunt slit. Slowly he strainhtened his legs causing the thick shaft to sink inside and beginning to stretch her vagina. She was going wild trying to stop this invasion of her body by this muscle bound stranger. He grasped her ass and pulled tightly against her immobile body, thrusting upward and driving it deeper into her cunt. Her screams were filtered out by the large cock gag. When it was fully buried, Dietrich began fucking her. One long, forceful stroke after another pounded and stretched her pussy. His pubic bone hammered repeatedly against her clit bringing gasps of erotic pleasure. The thud of his pelvis against her mound mixed with her growing moans of joy. Fully penetrated, Alaina was pushed harder against the table she was tightly strapped too. She grunted each time his huge cock pounded into her. She jerked and quivered trying to give her new lover total access to her cunt. I could see him slowly withdrawing until only the head was in her. Then he slammed his full cock back into her. Alaina shrieked around the gag with intense pleasure. I unfastened and removed her gag in time to hear her cry out. "Oh god, I'm cumming again. YES, YES, YES!" She exploded, shooting her cum out around his cock and down her legs. As her orgasm eased, Dietrich kept ramming his cock into her, preparing for his own climax. He stiffened, shooting his load of cream into her still moving, upturned cunt. Her juices and his cum mixed and tightly plugged her vagina. Rather than pull out, he maintained his erection and their sex play and fucking went on for almost another hour. I was unable to keep count with the number of orgasms she experienced. I counted at least four for him, all without removing his dick from Alaina. As he finally moved away, she called me and begged me to take her home. I agreed and unfastened her, massaging her very tight and stiff muscles. After a little while, she was finally able to stand. Never bothering to get her bikini bottoms, she led me toward the door. Three men asked if she "was available," and I had to refuse their request. We got into my car and drove away. All the way home she slept with her head in my lap, whimpering, "that was so marvelous, it was fantastic". I wondered what would happen the next time her meek husband Gary would politely ask her to "make love."