0 comments/ 21592 views/ 3 favorites All Tied Up By: Kellysed She can’t move. Not in any appreciable way; twitch, strain, tug, yes, but the restraints hold well and she is spread-eagled on the bed, unable to free herself. He is in the other room, watching TV. Knowing that making her wait heightens the experience. For her, not knowing when he will return, what he will do when he does, keeps her alive, keeps her senses awake. Her tools are there on the floor, near the bed; a vibrator that squirms, swirls, and rotates inside her while tickling her clit; an acrylic double-ended dildo, one end curved to reach her G-spot, the other knobbed for her anus. A stubby soft vibrator that fits wherever she wants to put it. She hears the television go off in the other room. But no sound of movement; his breathing is regular, she can hear him, but no footsteps. Not yet. The duvet cover feels rough against her bare skin. It’s raw silk; rich with texture, fibers that rub and tickle her ass, make her back itch. The stimulation goes straight to her cunt; it’s swollen already, slick with wet. The game started when she showed up at his apartment, carrying her things, ready for their out-of-town trip. He greeted her as always; with a loving kiss, a strong warm hug. Took her things from her, set them down. Held her face with both hands and gave her a deep, searching kiss, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth, drawing from her a sexual response that arched her body into his. He undressed her, then, before she could walk any further into the room. Pulled off her jacket. Unzipped her dress and then, as the sleeves caught on her wrists, fastened the first pair of restraints to her arms. Pulled down her pantyhose and wrapped the other restraints around her ankles. She was trussed; by her own clothes, and by the velvet-lined cuffs. He picked her up and carried her into his bedroom, laid her gently on the bed and pulled her clothes off. Still in her bra and panties, she lay without struggling’this was what she’d said she wanted’as he connected the straps to the restraints and pulled them snug, pulled her legs apart and fastened her ankles to the foot of the bed, her hands to the headboard. Then he pulled out a small, sharp knife and slipped it under her bra, the dull edge feeling sharp against her breastbone as he sliced through lace and silk and left the remains laying on the bed. He did the same with her panties, cutting through them at her hips, pulling them off. That was when he’d gone into the other room and turned on the TV. How long ago’ She couldn’t tell; since then she’d lain on his bed, pussy exposed by her spread legs, helpless to relieve the ache that grew there with every tick of his clock. She hears him moving; hears footsteps. Now he’s standing in the door, looking at her. ‘That’s a nice, wet, pussy,’ he says. ‘Look at yourself in the mirror.’ She’d been avoiding that, but now she does; the doors of his closet are mirrors, right at the foot of the bed. She can see how he sees her; feet wide, bare hairless cunt shiny with moisture. Labia swollen, red, so tumescent she swears she can see them pulsating. ‘Wouldn’t you like to touch yourself’ But you can’t, can you?’ He moves closer. ‘Maybe I’ll touch you. Let’s see, where shall I start?’ His hand hovers over her, closer and closer but still not in contact. An inch away from her clit; half-an-inch from a nipple. He leans in and breathes on her nipples, his lips so close she can almost feel them’but not quite. ‘Those are luscious. I’ll bet you’d like me to lick them, nibble them, bite them, wouldn’t you?’ Her cunt twitches; she moans, a sound far back in her throat. ‘Maybe you’d like to lick me?’ he says, and opens his pants to bring out his hard cock, swollen as she is, red tip engorged with blood. He touches her lips with it; her tongue darts out, catches the drops of slick liquid on its tip and traces the seam of the head before he pulls away. ‘No, not yet. I’m not ready yet.’ He turns away, walks into the bathroom. She hears the shower begin to run. Her pussy would moan, if it could speak; it’s convulsing, trying to come around nothing, groaning for penetration. Her fingers twitch; if she had one hand free, she would masturbate, and come to orgasm within seconds. She’s just on the verge, and needing it badly. She licks her lips; they’re so dry because she can’t stop breathing through her mouth, panting. The shower stops; water dripping, footsteps on the tile floor. Silence for a minute, then the blowdryer comes on. Shuts off. He emerges from the bathroom, dressed and groomed. And holding a new toy; a twitchy-looking thing, solid handle wrapped with braided leather, tail made of soft black rubber fringe, thick as a horses’ tail. He swishes it in the air. Pulling his other hand from behind his back, he shows her a blindfold; sets down the twitch, ties the blindfold around her head. The loss of sight heightens her other senses. She can hear his breathing; regular, calm, as if he were sitting at his computer reading news headlines. Hear the swish of the new toy as he twirls it above her nude body; feel the movement of the air between its fringe and her skin. He’s twitching it close to her nipples, now dragging it across them, and the slight sensation makes her gasp. There’s a pause; no sound, then a slap of the twitch across her abdomen, no pain but the surprise makes her jump. And makes her pussy clench, grow wetter, labia gripping pulsing looking for something to hold onto. The feeling; again, the soft stretchy threads dragged across her, tickling the insides of her thighs this time, dipping between them to brush her labia, softly stroke her clit’for a second’then gone. Then a slap; harder this time, on her thighs. Still no pain; in fact, the pleasure has her lifting her ass, offering herself higher. Silence. Sounds of clothing, of walking. Then the sound of a small chain; tinkling, like jewelry. His wet fingertips on her nipples stroke, pinch, squeeze; his lips, his teeth make them harder, make her nipples ache. Then a tighter pinch, the sound of that chain again, and another pinch’and she feels him tug on the light connection between her breasts, the small clamps pinching her nipples, but still no pain. Only incredible, exquisite, extreme pleasure’jolts of it, straight into her clit. ‘Oh, God. Please. Fuck me, please. With anything’a toy, your hand, a tree branch’please?’ But that doesn’t happen. Another tug, wordless, on the chain. Pause; and slap, the twitch comes down again, a little harder. Tickles her clit. Her pussy must be dripping on the sheets; it’s so wet, if she could move a hand she knows her fingers would slide inside instantly, no friction. ‘Please?’ Slap. Then; one foot disconnected from the straps her cuffs are chained to. It’s moved to the other side; both feet in one place, she wonders’ No; the other foot back where the first came from, and she’s twisted, half on her stomach, half on her back. Then the hands are switched, and she’s face down on the mattress, ass exposed. His hands trail down her back, softly, affectionately. Trace her spine; reach the cleft in her ass. Pause; this time she thinks she knows what’s coming’slap, but on her back. Her shoulders. Slap, slap, slap. No pain, though she can feel her skin warm; no, instead she’s squirming, writhing, begging to be fucked. ‘Please.’ The twitch hits harder, on her ass this time, and the stinging is intense, her pussy clenches, her whole body spasms, and it’s a screaming explosive come. Loud fucking orgasm. Wonder what the neighbors think is going on. He’s stopped talking; ignoring the pleas, the ‘please?’ until she feels his fingers on her ass, lubricated, playing with her anus. Slick her up; and she waits for’something’it’s not him’it’s the toy with the knobs. Feel one; fuck it, coming again’two; relax, he says, calm as if at a business meeting, ‘one more,’ and it’s in too and she shouts, screams, writhes on the bed, feeling the nipple clamps tug, pulled by her own weight, grabbing the rails of the headboard as if to pull herself to safety but she doesn’t want to get away, she wants to ride this wave like a crazy surfer, naked and ecstatic. Just as she comes down on the other side, she’s entered again’vibrator in the pussy, the one with the clit tickler, all on, all vibrating, and this wave is even higher. ‘Fuck me, fuck me! Fuck!’ Oh God ‘every inch focused on her pussy, on her cunt, on her clit and her ass and the lips wrapping them all together, fucking fucking fucking bucking like a horse riding that surfboard over a tidal wave that leaves her drenched, exhausted, shivering and still spasming face down on the bed. Pause. Then his hands, soft now, touching her back, gliding up her arm, unhooking a wrist. Untying her blindfold. The other wrist; she’s helpless as a child, incapable of moving to free herself, completely trusting. He removes her restraints, sets them aside, strokes her hair. Kisses the top of her head. All Tied Up Sally walked into the room. I was watching TV and didn’t really take much notice until that is she stood in front of me. She had her long blond hair tied back in a pony tale, pulled tight from her fore head. She was wearing her red and brown Basque and leather micro skirt. I could see the tops of her fishnet stockings peak from under the hem of the skirt. On her arms and hands she had full-length leather gloves. On her feet, she wore a pair of black stiletto shoes with long thin spiked heals. In her hand she held a black leather mask and was tapping it slowly against the side of her thigh. “Get up!” she ordered. I quickly stood to attention (in more ways than one). “You’ve been a naughty boy. I don’t like to be ignored. Stand still and don’t move.” She proceeded to strip me naked. After a few seconds, I stood there, my cock rising to the occasion. Walking behind me, she placed the leather mask over my head. I had air holes over my nostrils, but the tight fit meant that I could not utter a word. I could just about see through the small eye slits. The exquisite smell of leather came to my nostrils, ensuring that my cock came even more to attention. Sally came around to the front, and grasping my cock, walked me meekly out of the room and up to the spare bedroom. Once upstairs, Sally pushed me onto the bed. I lay down on my back. Sally connected some handcuffs to my wrists and attached them to the solid wood of the bedposts. I could do nothing or say nothing. Sally came up to my side. I followed her movements with my eyes. She leaned over and started to lick the leather around my face, at the same time running a leather finger up and down the length of my cock. My wrists strained against the handcuffs, but I remained immobile. “No you don’t you naughty boy. I’m in control and I can do what I want” With that she climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. Her black micro skirt lifted around her waist. Her damp pussy lips were in before my eyes. They were already puffy and open. I could smell her pungent aroma. With a laugh, Sally started to pull her pussy lips with her fingers and then slipped her leather digits into the wet gaping hole of her cunt. I could see the leather begin to change shade as her flowing juices were soaked up into the material. Sally flung her head back and started to moan. “I bet you’d like to fuck my cunt. Well I prefer my own fingers. I love the feel of the leather in my cunt. It’s sooooo smooth. Can you smell my cunt?” She lifted her hips above my face and lowered her cunt onto the mask where my mouth was positioned. Slowly she slid her cunt up and down my chin. I stuck my tongue out but the leather blocked it. Sally moved back and leaning over, lapped at the soaked leather mask. My cock was now pulsating. Sally glanced behind and smiled. “My, he is excited. Perhaps I can help him.” Sally got up and turned around. All I could see now was her buttocks with the staining garter straps pulling at her fishnet stockings. She spread her legs more and I got a good view of the tiny round hole of her ass. When I got out of this I was determined to give THAT some punishment. Then, however my attention was directed elsewhere. I could feel Sally’s leather covered hands closing around my cock and start to slowly move from the base to the sensitive tip of my cock. I thrust my hips upward, but Sally slapped my ass in mock anger. “Now, now, I play the shots, not you!” I turned my head and started to rub my face against the sides of Sally’s stilettos positioned at the side of my face. I could feel my balls tingle and my cock strain against Sally’s hand. I wouldn’t last out much longer. “So you like my shoes do you?” Sally enquired, rising from the bed. She let go of my cock. I was horrified, as I was so near to cuming. Sally stood and took off her shoe. Moving to the end of the bed she grabbed my cock. With some effort she pulled it back and speedily wanked it, swiftly moving her fingers. With the other hand she pushed the 6” stiletto heal into my ass. I could feel a stinging sensation as it forced its way in. slowly it penetrated and came to rest against my prostate. It was all I could take. The extra pressure in just the right place made me cum. A white pulsating jet of cum erupted from my cock, 3 and 4 times I pulsed, and it landed on my belly. I lay back exhausted. Sally rubbed the white liquid into my skin and into her leather gloves. With that she came over and released me from the mask. My face was covered in sweat. I expected to be released from the cuffs but how wrong I was. “Don’t expect to be released. I haven’t cum yet and I demand my rights. You sit back and rest, You’ll need it.” With that she got up and left the room. After 10 minutes I heard the front door slam and then silence. After I don’t know how long I fell asleep. I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up with a start, as the front door slammed shut. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Sally entered the room. I asked if she could release me, but she smiled and gave a nod of her head. She had changed clothes and was wearing a white silk blouse with a blue skirt that came just below the knee. As it was now winter she was wearing a pair of blue calf length boots. Sally turned to the door and smiled. She beckoned someone. I looked with a start. There was no way I could hide myself. A young woman walked in. It was Sarah, Sally’s work colleague. She was an odd one. She always seemed to be on her own. I never saw her with a boyfriend. She was about 5’ 5” with long blond hair half way down her back. Usually she wore glasses, but now she did not have them on. She was dressed similar to Sally: a white blouse and long black skirt. She was also wearing boots, but you couldn’t see too much of them because of the skirt. I could feel myself go red with embarrassment. Mind you, I was not alone. Sarah’s face was the same shade as mine. Only Sally looked in control of the situation. “Well John, I decided to let Sarah join in some fun. She’s always had a crush on you, so I thought she’d like to see you in all your glory.” With that Sally flicked my limp cock with her finger. “Oh dear that won’t do will it. I promised Sarah that she could do anything but fuck you. Go on love see if you can get it to stand up” “Are you sure Sally, I don’t want to upset anyone.” “No problem.” Said Sally “Be my guest.” I just looked on, dumb struck. Sarah leaned over and gingerly wrapped her long nailed fingers around my cock. A shiver of excitement went up the base of my spine. Sarah’s eyes opened wide as my cock started to stiffen. She slowly started to rub my cock up and down, her eyes fixed rigid to my 7” tool. “I bet you’d love to stick your cock in Sarah’s cunt, wouldn’t you love”, said Sally, lifting her long skirt, showing the fishnet stockings above her boots. Sally started to rub her own clit through the satin of her blue coloured panties. With the other hand, she reached for Sarah’s long dress and rubbed her hands up and down her legs under the skirt. Sarah gave a shiver, but made no attempt to move away. Indeed she moved closer to Sally, still keeping up the sensuous rubbing movement on my cock. I was powerless. The only thing I could do was move my hips up and down in time to Sarah’s hand movements. “I bet you’d love to see what Sarah is wearing wouldn’t you “, and with that Sally started to lift Sarah’s skirt. The boots seemed to go on forever. They eventually finished mid thigh, just below her black stocking tops. Sally’s hand finally arrived at Sarah’s panties. They were white silk. I could tell they were silk because it was easy to make out the stain over her cunt even from this distance. “Well well, John, I do believe you are making Sarah excited.” And with that she turned Sarah to face me, walked behind her, lifted her skirt and from the expression on Sarah’s face stuck her fingers under her panties and started to finger fuck her. Sarah turned her head in protest, but Sally told her to relax and enjoy the experience. “Go on Sarah, give him a good suck, his cock is gagging for it.” Sarah lowered her head, at the same time thrusting her buttocks onto Sally’s fingers. I felt her hot succulent mouth close over the tip of my cock, her tongue flicking at the sensitive part just below the head. I groaned in appreciation. This was the sign Sarah had been waiting for. Her wet lips traced saliva from the base to the tip of my cock. She also started to groan, as Sally’s fingers started to work their magic on Sarah’s cunt. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Then Sarah’s head was joined by Sally’s. Sarah lifted her head and I was treated to the sight and feeling of two tongue’s lapping at my pulsating cock. I raised my head, and could see the two smiling faces inches from each other. Two wet tongues were lapping at my cock, sometimes meeting each other as they fought to see who could cover the most flesh. Sarah’s hand came up and gently cupped my balls. Sally slowly slid a wet finger into my ass. I closed my eyes in ecstasy. Two tongues were replaced by two hands gripping my cock. The tongues were now exploring each other as Sarah and Sally joined wet lips together. There is nothing like the sight of two beautiful women kissing each other. Reluctantly Sally broke away and stood up. Sarah stayed kneeling on the floor. “I think John’s cock needs a nice wet cunt to play with and as I said earlier, only I can fuck John.” With that sally climbed up onto the bed, hitching her skirt around her waist. With the other hand she pulled her panties to one side and planted herself on my cock. “Come on, fuck me hard, I want you to make me cum like never before. Climb up here Sarah and face me.” Sarah straddled my chest and then slid back, forcing her crotch over my face. I was surrounded in darkness, her skirt falling over my head. I could feel and smell the leather of her boots next to my head. Her panty covered cunt pressed into my chin. Sarah was rubbing her clit onto the hard bone. I pressed my tongue into the slinky material, trying to reach her anus. With some wriggling of my tongue, I forced my way past the silky barrier and to her tight puckered hole. I could feel Sarah’s thighs give a shiver as I licked in and around the sensitive spot. Sarah’s action speeded up: she pushed down harder on my chin. I could feel Sally speed up on my pulsating cock. She felt wet, very wet. I could hear nothing, cut off from the outside world as I was, but I guessed that things had reached a peak. My body felt like a mattress as the two crazed women ground themselves into my body. They were obviously exploding to orgasm, but because I had cum earlier, I was still a short way off. That was to change in an instant. I felt Sally lean back and grab my balls. That was all I needed. With a final thrust, I exploded into Sally’s cunt. Two, three, four times I thrusted until finally I lay back exhausted. After a short while Sarah raised her leg and stood weakly to the floor. Sally slid off my now flaccid cock. Both girls stretched out on the two chairs by the bed. There was just one more thing on my mind. “Can you release me now?!” All Tied Up The evening has been spent peacefully. A quiet dinner, lots of interesting conversation, a couple of drinks, relaxing, no interruptions. During the conversation I ask how you feel about being tied up. You just smile that beautiful smile you have, and give me the distinct impression that you might be agreeable, but you are going to make me work for it. I know that smile all too well, and I know it means the night could get very interesting. I get up, and wiggle my finger asking you silently to follow me. I lead you back to the bedroom, and you are surprised to see the room lit only by candles. The soft scent of lavender in the air, just enough to immediately relax you. Lots of extra pillows on the bed atop a fur throw. There are several silk scarves laid out across the bed, and a bottle of oil on the bedside table. I wrap my arms around your waist, and pull myself up against you. A wicked grin of my own on my face. I tilt my head back slightly to look in your eyes. My tongue darts out of my mouth, and I gently run it across your lips, as they part. You open your mouth to allow my tongue to enter, but it doesn't, I start to flick it over your lips softly, and your smile broadens. I reach up and start to unbutton your shirt, kissing your chest as my hands move down, and finally pull your shirt tail out and push it back over your shoulders. Slipping my tongue softly over your chest, and slowing around each nipple. I reach down and unzip your pants and let them fall to the floor. I kneel before you, and remove your shoes, your socks, your pants, and your shorts. My hands slowly moving up and down your back, as I continue to kiss your neck, your shoulders and your chest. "I don't think this is very fair." You say, but the response you receive is only a giggle, and you have heard that giggle many times before, it means I am feeling particularly wicked. I take you by the hand and guide you over to the bed. "Why don't you lay down and get comfortable. I'm driving tonight." You laugh and say "ok." When you have gotten comfy, I take one of the silk scarves tie it around your wrist, and then to the bedpost. Going around to the other side of the bed I do the same with the other wrist. Then each foot. As I stand at the foot of the bed, I slowing begin to unbutton my dress,pull it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Under the dress I have on a red lace teddy, sculpted to fit my body, and thru the lace you see my nipples are already hard with excitement. I crawl up on the bed, and straddle you, sitting on your hips. I reach over for the bottle of oil, and pour a small amount into the palm of my hand, and rub my hands together to warm it. I reach up toward your face, and slowly begin to massage your forehead, your temples, across your nose, and your cheeks. Your soft moans of pleasure tell me you are becoming content with your predicament. I move down to your shoulder, and then move up one arm, gently rubbing each finger, then back down the arm. Following with the other arm in the same manner. As I lean over you to get to each hand, you feel the lace barely brush against your skin, and chills run up and down your back. With some more oil, I massage your chest, kneading your skin, and applying only a little pressure, run my finger tips in circles from your neck down to your navel. Paying particular attention to each nipple until yours are almost as hard as mine. I raise up, and move down between your spread legs. Adding more oil to my hands, I massage your thigh, your knee, your shin, the sole of your foot, and each toe. Then back up that leg, barely brushing over your swelling cock, and down the other leg in the same manner. I pour a little more oil into my palm, and massage your stomach, your hips, and your inner thighs, being very careful not to touch your excited manhood. "You are wicked, woman." you laugh. I barely run my fingertips over your balls, and then the palm of my hand up your cock applying pressure. You moan again and I feel your hips thrust up. "Would you like something to drink?" I ask innocently. Your head comes up off the pillows, and you look at me like I'm nuts. I shrug my shoulders, get up off the bed and leave the room. "Oh God Shannon." I hear as I exit the room giggling. You lay there waiting for me to return, and I do several minutes later with a glass of water "Sure you don't want any?" "No, thank you very much." I go to the side of the bed, and sit the glass on the table, taking my time. I am close enough to you that you can see I am already wet, and you inhale that familiar aroma. I go back down to the foot of the bed, and crawl back up between your legs. You are fully erect at this point, and you are getting more excited by the anticipation. I run my fingers back up the inside of your thhighs. And then lean over you and flick my tongue over your balls. You jerk involuntarily, and I start to lick getting your balls wet with my saliva. Another moan. My nails move up your sides, softly scraping your hips and your stomach. My tongue goes to the side and runs up between your thigh and your hip, one side then the other. Your cock is jerking, begging for attention, but is completely ignored. You raise your head to watch for a few minutes, the lay your head back again and close your eyes relishing the sensation. I continue running my fingertips over your thighs, stomach and hips, very, very gently, barely touching you, and I keep getting closer and closer to your massive cock, but still not touching it. I then start to follow the same pattern with my tongue, going in circles over your thigh, up over your hip, up to your stomach, down to the other hip, and then to the other thigh. Up the inside of that thigh, barely touching you, across your balls, to the inside of the other thigh, and then starting all over again. My tongue gliding gently, my touch barely a tickle over your skin. Going all around your cock, but never actually touching it. Your swelling dick jerking up at the slightest hint of a touch, and moans escaping from your throat, your breathing increasing and becoming somewhat faster. Finally during one pass over your stomach, my tongue just barely flicks the tip of your cock, and your entire body jerks, you thrust your hips up, but I quickly move on, a very disappointed sound escaped from deep in your throat. With the next pass over your stomach I start to slide my body up yours. You feel the stiff lace against your cock, and you raise your hips to increase the pressure. As I go higher up your body you feel the swell of my breasts against you, and my nipples oh so hard, pressed against your flesh. My tongue moves up to your chest, and then from one nipple to the other, first just licks, then wrapping my lips around each, and sucking softly, then nibbling at first with just my teeth and the next time using my teeth and flicking my tongue roughly across each one at the same time. Your hips still pressing hard against me. I feel you strain to try and free yourself to be able to touch me, but you can not. My tongue glides up over your chest to your neck, kissing, licking, nibbling gently, then to your ear. I raise up just a little, and run my tongue across your lips, you raise your head, and we kiss, our tongues dancing over each other, our breaths mingling, and our lips locked together as though they were one. But all too soon I move on, over to the other ear, nibbling and licking it for awhile, then back down to your shoulder, back to one nipple, then the other, and moving back down your body. Your hips keep pressing up toward me as you feel my body slide back down between your legs. I sit up again, and pour a little more oil into my hands. After rubbing them together, I wrap my hands around the base of your cock, and I feel your hips thrust again, and hear a change in your breathing. I run my hands up and down the shaft, softly gliding with the help of the oil. I lean forward and flick my tongue over the head a few times, my hands still moving slowly up and down the shaft. I start to swirl my tongue around the head , and finally just under the ridge. I wrap my lips around you and sucking gently pull my lips up over the ridge and then back down, still swirling my tongue around and around. Every once in awhile scrapping my teeth over the ridge, and then just my lips again. One hand moves down and starts to caress your balls, as the other continues to move up and down the shaft, and my lips and tongue continue to make the head swell. I feel your hips moving to the same rhythm, and your body starting to jerk uncontrollably. Moans and "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS" coming from deep within your throat, very gruff sounding, animalistic. As your hips start to thrust upward harder with more intensity, I remove my hand, and in one stroke swallow your entire length completely down. Feeling the head hit the back of my throat and then slip past, all the way. Your hips thrust up again and you scream out. I very very slowly slide my lips back up the shaft, over the ridge, and with one last flick of my tongue over the tip, I sit up straight. "Oh NNNNNOOOOOOO" you moan "Baby please don't stop. That feels sssssssooooooooo good." But nothing else happens, you are sure that I have not gotten up off the bed, but you are not sure where I've gone. You raise your head, and look down at me. Kneeling between your legs. One hand separating my pussylips, and in the other a dildo, circling my clit, down between my lips, and entering into my dripping pussy, just barely and then back up and around my clit. You lay there watching, and aching for quite some time. You have no idea how long. The dildo begins to disappear inside my pussy, and you see me fingering my clit with the other hand. You lay there helplessly, watching me fuck myself, my hips moving to meet the dildo, my breathing speeding up, you notice a slight flush to my skin. You moan again, very loud. I remove the dildo, and bring it up to my lips. I start to run my tongue from one end to the other, licking up every drop, and you know that smile on my face all too well. Your head drops back down on the pillow, and you moan even louder. You feel movement and realize that I have removed the teddy. I kneel again between your legs, and begin stroking your cock slowly from the tip to the base. you feel me moving back up and straddling your hips again. With my pussy lips stil spread and dripping wet, I sit down on your cock, and move my hips up and down, slidding my witness up and down the length but not allowing you to enter. You feel the wet heat, and you feel me tremble every time my clit hits the head of your cock. You thrust your hips to increase the pressure, and for a very long time I continue to rub myself against you. I raise up just a little, and with my hand guide your cock into my wet tight cunt. But just the head, again you thrust your hips upward trying to drive yourself deeper, but I move away from you, and won't allow you any deeper than just the head. I move my hips in small circles over your hips, but will not allow you to go any deeper yet. Still moving my hips in circles, squeezing my muscles tight, and moving agonizingly slow, I start to lower myself on to you. It takes what seems like hours before you are finally completely surrounded by my pussy. For quite some time I just sit there very still, squeezing and then relaxing my muscles. Squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing. You try to thrust your hips up, to feel some friction, but my strong legs are locked, and there is little to no movement, except for the squeezing. "Shannon, FUCK ME." you cry out. Instead I lean over on top of you, and our lips meet again. You suck my tongue hungrily into your mouth, and our tongues dance again. My hands on each side of your face, our lips locked in a powerful embrace. As we kiss I very slowly start to move my hips, again in circles, still squeezing and releasing. Your hips continue to move to try and drive your cock deeper and deeper. The kiss lasts for what seems an eternity, both of us lost in a world of pure pleasure. Our tongues each teasing the other. My hips still moving in small circles and you thrusting up and back. My breath quickens, and I raise up, my hands on your chest, my head back, my back arched, and my pussy tight against you, melting into you. My body stiffens, and then begins to tremble. My mouth opens with a silent scream, and you watch my face contort in pleasure. You feel a warm wetness spreading over your hips, running down over your balls, and between your thighs. You raise up just enough to be able to flick your tongue across my rock hard nipples, and my hips thrust against you harder as I scream out and begin to shudder. You feel the muscle spasms squeeze your cock. After several moments, I lay back down on top of you, nuzzle my face into your neck, and then raise my ass just enough that you fall out. You try without success to stay inside me, but I continue to pull away, and then lay flat on top you. Your cock throbbing intensely, your body shuddering with mine, you want to wrap your arms around me, and then roll me over and fuck me until I scream. You move your head down slightly, and whisper in my ear "Shannon, untie my hands." I raise my head, my face inches from yours, and I grin. "Not yet my love, I'm not finished with you just yet." I say with an evil giggle. I feel a moan of disappointment come from deep in your chest. I straighten up, and slide all the way up your chest, my nectar running over you. I start to slide back down your body, the juices from my cum spreading over both our bodies. I start to lick my way down your body, lapping up the tasty liquid like a hungry animal. Not nearly as gentle as before, intensely, sucking, licking biting, across your shoulder over each nipple down the center of your chest, down your stomach, and my tongue finally flicks over the tip of your swollen throbbing cock. As I settle down between you legs, I lick my juices from your cock from one end to the other, licking your balls, underneath them, the inside of both of your thighs, moving almost frantically, with an intensity you have never seen in me before. Your body continues to trimble and shiver, you want to cum so bad, you feel as though you are going to explode at any moment. After I have licked almost your entire body clean of sweat and my nectar, I wrap my lips around the head of your cock, swirl my tongue around, and slowly start moving my lips down the shaft. An inch at a time, all the way back up to the tip, and then a little further down, sucking, and flicking my tongue up and down the shaft. You once again feel your engorged head hit the back of my throat and your hips thrust upward. I slide my lips back up to the tip, and then back down, past the back of my throat, and I swallow you completely, my lips pressed against your skin at the base of your cock. Very very slowly back up to the top, and then a sudden, quick thrust to take your length completely down my throat. You hips press up again against my face, and you cry out "God YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS, YYYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!" Slowly back to the tip, and then I let you drop from my mouth. "Oh NNNNNOOOOOOOO SHANNON GOD NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO Don't stop" I start to run my tongue back up over your hips, to your stomach, to your chest, you squirm underneath me, moaning loud, and starting to show your agitation. I straddle your chest, and you smell my aroma just inches from your face. You raise your head, and try to reach me with your tongue, but you just can't quite get there. I slowly reach up, and pull one of the scarves, and the binding loosens, you raise your hand and grab my ass, pulling my pussy closer to your face, as I reach up and pull the other scarf. You grab me with both hands and pull me up onto your face. Sucking my wet pussy lips in between your teeth, nibbling, sucking, and working your tongue up to my clit. My hips move back and forth pressing my wet pussy against your mouth, and your delicious tongue. Within just a few minutes, my body shivers again, and your face is covered with my juices, you feel my muscles jerking, and my body tremble over and over. My fingers are tangled in your hair, and you just keep licking my clit, easing for only a few seconds and then burying your face again you suck my swollen clit in between your lips and nibble gently. My body starts to tremble again, and I scream out loud, pressing against your mouth. You ease off slightly, my clit still between your lips, but only sucking softly. I raise myself up off you and fall on top of you licking my cum off your face, our tongues once again teasing each other, the taste shared between us, I lick more off, and give you deep passionate kisses, licking, kissing, licking, kissing, over and over. I raise up enough to move off you, and start to crawl to the end of the bed to untie your feet. As soon as both your feet are free, you grab me by the waist and pull me back toward you. You take your cock and rub it between my dripping lips, getting it as wet as you can. Then you gently guide yourself toward my ass. Your head enters, and my body stiffens slightly, until I feel that wonderful familiar pop, that means you have entered me. I look back over my shoulder "Yes, baby, fuck my ass, pleeeeaaaasssseeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" You start to slowly move in and out, a centimeter at a time, your hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me back toward you. I reach down between my legs, and start to play with my clit. My hips starting to meet each of your thrusts, as you slowly drive yourself deeper into me. When you are buried completely, you pull back leaving just the head inside me, and then thrust forward fast. Pulling out slowly, and then driving into me again. "Oh yes, fuck me baby, fuck me harder." Your thrusts get quicker, harder, driving your cock deep into my ass, feeling my muscles tighten around you, not sure how much longer you are going to be able to last. Your thrusts getting harder, faster, more intense. Your balls beating against my hot wet pussy. My body shivers again, and I throw my head back and scream out like a caged animal, rubbing my clit hard, and pushing back against you hard and fast. Muscles spasming, you can feel me cumming over and over again, you feel my juice spraying over your balls and your inner thighs, dripping down your legs. Your body stiffens, and with one final hard thrust I feel you explode, your hands wrapped around my waist, pushing against me hard, our screams and cries blending together, not being able to tell one from the other. We stay suspended for several moments, neither of us able to move, as though ours hearts have suddenly stopped. With one final scream, and one more plunge, we both fall forward, me on my face, you on top of me, still buried as deep as you will go. Your cum running out of my ass around your still throbbing cock. Our breaths finally starting to slow. You pull my hair back and run your tongue up my neck to my ear. And you whisper softly. "Just wait for the pay back my lover." We both laugh out loud, and lay there completely spent, and exhausted. All Tied Up Where this story ends doesn't sound like the end and maybe it isn't but for now it is. If you think I should go on, say so but if not then I'm pretty happy with the way it is. ***** It doesn't matter where or how I met Brenda. When I first saw her she was in her wheelchair where she had been confined since birth. She was born with muscular distrophy. Brenda was an extraordinary woman. Nothing in life was ever easy for her. She has a good mind and has used it to make a successful entrepreneur of herself. At 31 she is what people with no disabling physical problem oft times only hoped to be. I flew to meet Brenda at her home. She welcomed me and made me feel particularly special. She had come in a van. She didn't expect what I had in mind. Brenda told me where her van was parked and I told her not to worry about it. I nodded to a black stretch limousine just to our right front. I motioned for the driver to come around the car. He did so and opened the rear door for us. I had wheeled Brenda to the door. I told her to put her arms around my neck as I leaned over to pick her up. She did so and I put my hands under her butt and lifted her up so she was fully in my arms. The car door and seat were directly behind mind so a slight step to my rear allowed me to slowly bend at the knees until I was seated, my legs still out the door. I pushed my way into the car, still holding onto Brenda although now she was sitting in my lap. I found her to be relatively light in weight, at least as far as I was concerned. I pushed myself towards the middle of the car. Still holding Brenda by her butt I was able to place her easily into the corner of the seat of the car. I had an extra-long hand strap installed for her to hold onto. The driver placed her wheelchair in the trunk of the car and we were off. Brenda asked where we were going and I told her not to worry that she would enjoy it. I told her to use the car phone to tell her sister that she would be out of town for the weekend. I had given Brenda a phone number to call that would ring a pocket phone and told her to have her sister ring her back on it. She did and Brenda was looked quite satisfied at the events that far. She asked again where we were going and I told her to be patient, that she would have all the answers in just a few hours. I raised the translucent window between us and the driver. We could see him, though it was through a filmy glass but he could not see us nor did he have any control over the window. I am quite insistent on my privacy. I told Brenda to put on her lap seat belt to help keep her stabilized. She did so and found me sitting as close to her as I could. I gave her a long full kiss on her lips. While kissing me Brenda grabbed onto the hand strap to hold on. I broke the kiss and ran my hands around her back and gave her a long loving hug. My left hand ran up her right arm to where she was holding the strap. With a quick and easy move I was able to handcuff her hand to the strap. I pushed back and away to see her now. There was a definite look of shock in her face though she didn't say a word. From a small leather bag sitting on the other side of me I took a cloth rope which was looped on one end. I slipped this end around her right wrist and then tied it to the hand strap on my side. Brenda still had not said a word nor had she moved at all. I don't know if she were too surprised by it. I then took a second rope, this one made of a very soft sturdy material. I looped one end around her right hand and ran it through and tied it off on the handcuff on her left hand. This insured the integrity of the ties. I asked her at this point how she was feeling. She said she felt a bit strange in this position but she was not afraid. I assured her there was no reason to be afraid. With her hands secured and her seat belt around her waist, Brenda was rendered immobile in that she did not have the use of her legs. I explained to her at that point how trust between partners was paramount. She agreed. We decided upon a "safe word," a word or phrase she could use if she became scared or particularly uncomfortable at any time. We decided that the words "it hurts" could in no way be misinterpreted and so that became her safe word. I went to my leather bag again a produced a very sharp hunting knife. I warned Brenda that it was very sharp and if she remained calm I wouldn't even nick her let alone cut her. She smiled telling me that it was all right. To show her just how sharp it was I took the knife and with ease cut the top button of her blouse off. Brenda said I should be careful because she didn't have anything else to wear. I told her not to worry that everything hand been attended to. She told me she didn't understand but that she trusted me. That said, I slowly cut away the rest of her buttons one by one. I pushed aside her blouse enough so that he bra came into view. It was a white one of no particular note. I took the knife and slowly placed the knife underneath it where it held the bra cups together. Then, with a quick move, I pulled the knife to me, the material cut away as if it were only crepe paper. I noticed a shiver come over Brenda. She smiled and I told her not to say a word. She nodded her head in agreement. I then used the knife to move the bra first away from one breast and then the other. In each case, however, her position kept the blouse and bra pushing back over her breasts. I decided this was totally unsuitable. I stood up as best I could and used the knife to cut down the sleeve of one arm and then the other pulling it across the front on the blouse until some of the material fell away of its own and I was able to easily remove the rest. Finally, by simply cutting the straps of her bra I was able to pull it from her body leaving her entirely naked from the waist up. I took a little time to gaze upon her naked breasts for a little while. It came to me that I might try something which had the possibility of being very erotic. I moved myself as closely to her as possible. I took the knife and ever so lightly touched the tip of one of her nipples. I then moved it from there to the bottom of her nipple and very gently traced the bottom of her taut nipple. This made her nipple visibly harder. From there I pulled then knife tip lightly down her front, around her belly button to the top of her pants. As things were I decided to take the easy route, I pulled her pants and panties down at the same time leaving her completely naked in the car. There was something that did not seem quite satisfactory yet, however. I moved her legs apart so that her pussy was in full view. Now things were as I desired. It was at this point I pulled a blindfold from the leather case and told her of the inner padding to insure she could see nothing. I placed the pure black blindfold over her eyes and pulled the cinch in the rear for proper tightness. Now my mind was racing with what I would do first. Brenda was in total submission and I had every intention of making the most of it. I pulled some ice from the car's bar and rubbed it over and around her nipples. The melting ice dripping down the sides of her breasts and into the valley between them and finally flowing down to her belly button. I took some more of the ice and rubbed it along her lips. I had one large cube now and told her to lick it. She did. I took the cube and placed it into her pussy between her legs and removed my hand. Brenda squirmed underneath the coldness of the ice in her pussy. I pulled a lemon from the bar and squeezed the lemon quarter so a small bit squirted into the air. I asked her what it was she smelled. She said she couldn't tell me so I told her it was an orange. I told her I would place it to her mouth so she could taste it. I did that and she said how sweet it tasted. I decided to take this little experiment of mine one step further. I took a packet of sugar, wet my finger tips and took up some of the sugar. I told Brenda that I was putting salt on her lips. She slowly moved her tongue out to taste it and quickly retracted it saying there was so much on her lower lip she was afraid it would dry there. I told her not to talk so much and to worry even less. I told her the proper reply at this point was, "Yes sir.," to which she responded in like manner. Next I took out two nipple clamps. One at a time a attached them to her nipples just tightly enough so they stayed on but not tightly enough so they could possibly hurt. I told Brenda that later on they would be tightened little by little. I told her I was going to check each to make sure they did not fall off. I took the time to actually tighten them a little more, Brenda seemed not to notice. The clips were tied together by a rope style silver chain. I could feel the car coming to a stop. I used the intercom to ask the driver why he was stopping. He informed me we needed gas. I thought it would be a good time to use the men's room, told Brenda and told her I'd be right back. She expressed a like need. I informed her that unless she desired to go entirely naked to the lady's room she'd have to stay where she was and that in good time she'd be relieved. I reminded her of the condition of her clothing, got out of the car closing the door behind me. Brenda protested however I didn't hear what she said entirely. It was not her safe word so I did not concern myself with it. When I was done relieving myself I went to the small convenience store within the gas station bought some water, candy and a few other food items. I returned to the car. The chauffeur was standing outside the rear door of the car. I told him not to bother with the door. He waited for me to get in before entering the car himself. We were off again. Brenda asked me how I was going to arrange for her to relieve herself and I told her that it was taken care of and she would be attended to in good time. I told her how important it was to be patient and to always do exactly as I said. She promised she would. I could see her strain a little at the ties on her arms. She didn't protest though. Once back on the Interstate I opened the bottle of water, took a drink and offered Brenda some. She took some to get the "salt" off her lips. I told her she needed to drink some more so she'd be satisfied for at least an hour. She did without a word. As I held the water up she tried to move away from the bottle by holding her head down and away from the bottle, the water fell from her mouth and onto her body. She asked me to dry her off. I told her it was not necessary, she'd dry off soon enough. Brenda then asked me how much longer it would be before we got to where we were going. I assured her that we were literally minutes away. The sound of stones crackling beneath the wheels of the car seeped through. Brenda turned her head as if to see where she was. The car came to a stop. I told her I would be back in one minute. I instructed the driver to remove several clothing bags from the trunk and take them inside the house. I gave him keys to do this. Having done that I told him to get in the car and when he heard the door slam shut to stay there for a minute before parking the car and going to the servant quarters of the house. I got into the rear of the car and removed the restraints. I told Brenda that she was not to touch the blindfold however. I assured her that we were on a very large estate which sat well back from the road. I got out of the car from my side and went around to where she was seated, undid the seat belt and picked her up. I carried her up the steps to the front door which had been left slightly ajar as instructed. Brenda then heard a woman's voice and asked who it was. I told her it was just one of the servants and not to concern herself with it. She told me she was a little bit scared. I reassured her there was nothing to fear. I told her she was going to be extremely well taken care of for the entire weekend. I told her not to remove the mask until told to do so. She agreed. I carried her to the master bedroom upstairs. Again Brenda heard a woman's voice, a different one this time. I noticed she was about to speak and put my finger on her lips indicating she should not say a thing. Actually there were two women in the room unknown to Brenda. I asked them if they fully understood what they were to do and they said they did. I told them to proceed. Now Brenda was aware of the second woman's presence. I placed Brenda in her wheelchair which had been brought up. One of the women pushed it into the bathroom that led off from the bedroom. One of the women took the mask off Brenda's face. Brenda seemed a bit shocked to see both women, apparently in their 20s, were completely naked. One of the women helped Brenda onto the side of the sunken oversized bath. To her it look more like a wading pool. The other woman took Brenda's legs and placed them into the bath. The water had already been drawn and Brenda found it to be just a little bit hot but not too much so. Once in the tub one of the women, wit light brown hair, stood in the tub the other woman holding Brenda from outside the tub. The woman in the tub took Brenda's right hand, lifted it just above Brenda's head, placed a handcuff around Brenda's wrist and attached the other end to a wooden handle that was suspended by a chain from the ceiling. Brenda was told to see if she could easily wrap her hand around the handle. She could. The woman told her that was just for safety, emphasizing the word 'just.' Brenda pulled on it and noticed that although it was sturdy there was some motion downward in it allowing her to pull it down a little bit. That done, the woman outside the tub placed a wooden chair into the tub and the two women helped Brenda into it. Brenda looked down at the bottom of the chair legs and saw there was some sort of rubber grip that stabilized the chair. The blonde woman who had been standing outside the tub now got in behind Brenda and asked her if she were comfortable. She showed Brenda two leather looped straps hanging from the ends of each arm of the chair, for purposes of safety she could grab onto them if she started to feel unsafe. Then the woman behind Brenda took a shower head which was at the end of a flexible metal hose, turned on the water and then directed the stream of water to Brenda's neck. Brenda could feel the very warm water stream down her neck over her shoulders and down her front. She started to relax under the water's soothing stream. The woman who had been standing in front of Brenda introduced herself as Donna and the woman behind her as Sandra. She explained it was their job to get her very clean so she would be ready. Brenda asked what it was she would be ready for. Donna told her that she would know that in just a little while and not to worry, to enjoy her bath. Brenda did so. Sandra gave Brenda a warm wet face cloth and told her to use it for her eyes while she shampooed her hair. At first the shampoo felt like any other Brenda had given herself. Then, she could feel Sandra's obviously strong hands massaging her scalp. It was obvious to Brenda that Sandra was expert in what she was doing, the scalp massage felt extremely good and very relaxing. Sandra explained to her that in addition to being clean she needed to be completely relaxed. Sandra pressed her finger tips against the sides of Brenda's head near her eyes and massaged there. Then she turned her attention to Brenda's neck. It seemed that Sandra was fully aware of every little place that could have any tenseness at all. Brenda relaxed her entire body as Sandra's hands expertly used a combination of the slipperiness of the soap and gentle pressure to relieve all signs of tension. As Sandra started working on Brenda's shoulders Donna took a bar of soap and began to wash Brenda's front. Donna was kneeling in front of Brenda as she soaped up her hands and then applied the soap to Brenda's chest. First she took that soap and worked up Brenda right arm. She took great care in using a combination of soap, wash cloth and her hands in exacting a complete washing of Brenda's right arm and hand. Sandra washed the soap off at Donna's request. Donna did the same thing to Brenda's left arm and hand. At that point Sandra told Brenda to be prepared to place the wash cloth over her eyes while she rinsed her hair. As everything else had been to that point great care was taken in assuring all soap was removed from Brenda's hair. Sandra told Brenda she was applying a hair rinse. Once again, exactly as she had shampooed Brenda, Sandra applied and rubbing in the hair rinse to her hair. The second massage was equal to the first and Brenda found this to be equally as relaxing as well. Brenda had been feeling sexually aroused by the attention of the women from the first time she saw them. At this point she was very aroused. She said nothing, however, but allowed herself to enjoy it to its fullest. As Sandra was rinsing Brenda's hair Donna began to soap Brenda's chest and stomach. As before, Donna paid very close attention to cleaning Brenda's entire front, breasts, stomach and arm pits. Brenda found herself become ever more aroused. Donna placed aside the wash cloth, took the soap in her hand and ran the soap and her hands over Brenda's breasts. Donna gently squeezed Brenda's breasts and then pushed her hands up on Brenda's chest, around to her underarms and then in a sweeping motion brought both hands down her sides and then back up over her stomach to her breasts again. The motions and sensations that Donna created were as erotic as any Brenda had ever felt. She felt herself shiver under Donna's touch a little more each time Donna's hands ran over her body. Brenda looked up into Donna's face but could not tell how much Donna was enjoying this, she gave no appearance one way or the other. The sensations were so wonderful Brenda lost herself in the feelings. Brenda opened her eyes just in time to notice Donna nod to Sandra. Sandra cleaned all the soap from Brenda's body. Where ever Sandra directed the water Donna followed using her hands to help clean off the soap. As they cleaned off Brenda's front she felt Donna pinch her nipples lightly as she ran her hands over her breasts. Just at about that point I entered the bathroom and went to the foot of the tub so I could watch the proceedings. I immediately took off the bath robe I was wearing and stood naked before Brenda. In watching these women work on Brenda, almost oblivious to my presence, my cock became erect almost immediately. Brenda fixed her eyes upon my erect cock. I smiled at her and she then blushed when she knew I had noticed her stare. Donna asked me if they should proceed and I told her to do so. Sandra wrapped her arms around Brenda from behind and under Brenda's arms. Her hands were directly over Brenda's breasts but did not clutch them. She instructed Brenda to grasp the handle next to her right hand to steady herself and then lift her to an upright position. Sandra pulled down an harness sort of device to hold Brenda upright and secured it. It wrapped around her chest and back and upward from under her arms where the support widened greatly. Sandra suggested that even though she was securely fastened, Brenda should still hold onto the strap which was still attached to her right wrist for steadiness. Donna now wrapped her arms around Brenda, her legs bent at the knees, and helped Brenda to her feet while Sandra tightened the harness. While she was holding Brenda, Donna took the opportunity to kiss Brenda on her neck. Donna's breasts were firmly pressed against Brenda's and Donna acted upon her own feelings. When the harness was in place and Sandra said it was all right to let go, Donna did not let go immediately. With a smile on her face Donna kissed Brenda full upon her lips and allowed her tongue to probe Brenda. The kiss did not last long but its effect was immediate and pronounced for both women. Donna let go and looked back at me. I nodded my approval. Brenda looked down and saw that the harness had lifted her just enough so her legs, though not straightened out, we resting upon her feet and bent outward at the knees. She also noticed that her feet were tied with about two feet of separation between them. Brenda looked back over her shoulder at Sandra and then back at Donna in front of her. She asked about the ankle ties as they seemed entirely unnecessary. I told her everything had a purpose and in due time she would understand it all. All Tied Up Once again Donna and Sandra set about the task of cleaning Brenda the rest of the way. Each took a leg and with close attention slowly washed each legs as they had her arms. When they finished with Brenda's feet they returned to kneeling upright. Brenda could feel Sandra washing her ass with the wash cloth. Sandra did this very slowly. Just after that Donna started to wash Brenda's pussy. It was obvious to Brenda that their first obligation was to get her clean. Still, when she felt Sandra spread he legs apart and then wash right over the inner parts of her ass Brenda shivered noticeably. Seconds later she could feel Donna take her wash cloth full of soap and from beneath her pussy wash upward through her pussy. Donna quickly abandoned the wash cloth and lathered Brenda's pussy with soap using her hands. Donna didn't miss any portion, Brenda was sure of this. It felt to Brenda as if Donna were intentionally masturbating her. Brenda started to ask me a question. I put my finger over my lips and shook my head indicating that she not say a word. She didn't. Sandra too had abandoned her wash cloth and was washing Brenda's ass with her hands. The sensation of the two women working on her was almost too much for Brenda to stand. Brenda could feel herself at the start of an orgasm though not into it yet. The feeling grew quickly. Suddenly both women stopped and Sandra was washing the soap off Brenda's body. When she reached around Brenda's body to wash off her front, Sandra put her right hand on Brenda's hip as if to steady herself and pulled Brenda's body into her. Brenda could easily make out the crush of Sandra's breasts into her back. She watched as Donna attended to thoroughly cleaning out her pussy. Brenda marveled at the wonderful expertise each woman worked with. Though the soap appeared to be entire cleaned off her pussy Donna continued to rub her hand in and around it. Again Brenda could feel her body start to rise in anticipation of an orgasm. This time she could feel herself getting closer and closer as Donna continued to rub her and making it obvious what she was about by paying particular attention to Brenda's clit. The touch of Donna's fingers to her clit allowed Brenda to forget everything, that she was tied in a harness, that she was in an unknown place being worked upon by people she did not know. The orgasm was quickly closing in on Brenda and just as she felt she was about to come Donna stopped. Brenda asked Donna why she had stopped. Donna did not reply. I told her that the moment was not right and she would find herself pleasured and satisfied in good time. Both women looked at me and I nodded to them. Brenda saw this but did not understand what was happening. While Donna stayed on her knees Sandra came around to the front of Brenda. Then, as if an order had been given, the two women moved on Brenda. The first sensation Brenda felt was that of Donna's tongue licking and sucking upon her pussy. Sandra had to place herself slight to the side of Brenda but still was able to lift one of Brenda's breasts and while holding it with her hand she suckled upon the nipple. Brenda's nipples were already very hard from her previous experiences. As the two women pleasured Brenda, Brenda could feel waves of sexual stimulation fall over her body. Brenda felt her body's heat rise and she could tell that those juices which made her pussy wet were running. Donna also seemed aware of this as she almost jealously licked and sucked at the hole from which the juices flowed. Sandra had lifted her head and began to deeply kiss Brenda again. Brenda returned Sandra's kisses with all the passion she could muster. Brenda struggled with the harness desiring to wrap her arms around Sandra but unable to do so. Sandra leaned into Brenda hugging her. Brenda could feel Sandra's right breast pressed into her left breast. Sandra's left breast, however, grazed over Brenda's other breast. Sandra moved her body slowly so that the caress of their breasts continued as they kissed. Brenda wondered how Sandra could do such a thing with all the ease she seemed to own. Brenda hadn't taken particular notice of the size of either woman's breasts but now she could tell that Sandra was at least a little on the large size. Brenda could feel the crush of Sandra's breast cover her entire breast and then some. It didn't take long for Brenda to reach her full state of arousal and to feel the familiar sense of an oncoming orgasm. This time as the sensation heightened the women increased their activity and Brenda found herself quickly come to orgasm. The orgasm had come as quickly as Brenda could believe it could happen. Neither Donna nor Sandra stopped their attentions to Brenda. They actually increased their individual attentions and intensity. It seemed like seconds later that Brenda came a second time and then a third time. With her third orgasm Brenda barely realized both Sandra and Donna ceased their attentions and moved away from her. The break actually felt welcomed by Brenda. Within a minute Donna wrapped her arms around Brenda again and pulled her tightly into her. Sandra lowered Brenda back into the chair. Once firmly seated and secured again the two women stepped away from her. Not far though. They looked at each other briefly. Sandra released Brenda's right arm. As she took her right arm down Donna took Brenda's left hand. Each woman had two pieces of a very soft rope which they used to tie Brenda's wrists to the arms of the chair. Each lifted a leather loop indicating to Brenda that she should use them for additional support. Next Donna and Sandra got a good grip on the rear of each arm of the chair, lifted the chair only a little and turned it around 180 degrees so Brenda was now facing the other end of the tub. They moved the chair down towards the end of the tub her back was to. A second, slightly large chair, was then placed where Brenda's chair had been. I stepped out of the tub and then back into it at the chair. I sat down. Donna and Sandra now assumed the same positions they were in when they tended to Brenda. I pointed to the ceiling and it was only then that Brenda noticed the ceiling over the tub was a series of mirrors. Depending upon which part of a mirror she looked at Brenda had a clear view of both women and me. I nodded to the women and they began the same procedure they had just performed upon Brenda. With both my hands free I took advantage of this to touch and feel each of the women as I desired. They continued their work as if that were the only thing happening. I glanced towards Brenda and saw that she had an unobstructed view of my very hard cock through Donna's legs. She appeared to be staring at it. I smiled and it was then Brenda saw that I had caught her looking at my cock. She flushed and I winked at her. When the women were done with my head and shoulders I stood up so they could continue uninterrupted. It seemed to Brenda that every motion she had felt on her body was being felt by me. It was. Sandra was taking great pleasure in rubbing her breasts against my back as Donna freed my cock and balls of soap. When she had continued that she started sucking upon my cock. Donna moved over to the side of the tub where she sat down and then leaned over to continue sucking on my cock. This gave Brenda a completely unobstructed view of Donna working upon my cock. As I felt myself on the verge of coming I placed my hand on Donna's head. Donna stopped immediately. Both women went to Brenda's chair and released her from it. Brenda was slowly lowered into the tub. Donna got behind Brenda and pulled Brenda's arms behind her and handcuffed them. Donna then sat down behind Brenda, her legs stretched out along side Brenda's legs. Donna pulled herself as closely into Brenda as she could and with help from Sandra slid Brenda down until Brenda was within six inches of my cocked. Donna continued to hold on to Brenda and started kissing her neck and shoulders. I looked into Brenda's eyes and then down at my erect cock. Sandra sat down on the side of the tub and between Brenda and myself. With her hand she motioned to Brenda to lower her head onto my cock. Brenda did this slowly finally engulfing my cock with her mouth. She began sucking on my cock and quickly got into sucking me off. That did not take very long at all. As I began to come Brenda went to pull her head away but found herself restrained by Donna's head and hands as she continued to kiss Brenda. As I began to spurt my hot hard cum into Brenda's mouth she swallowed it quickly realizing this the better route than gagging on it. I noted Brenda seemed to take pleasure in this as once I had ceased to come she continued to work on my cock, sucking upon it as if she desired to drain me of every bit of my cum. Donna was literally draped over Brenda and had Brenda's breasts in her hands, squeezing them and tugging at her nipples. Donna had been doing this right along but it was only then Brenda noticed it and moaned with the pleasure of the feeling. Brenda's experience had begun. Brenda, as most people would have, thought she had been very thoroughly cleaned. She shortly found that it was not the case. Donna left and shortly returned with a water bottle, long tube and several other objects Brenda was unable to immediately identify. It didn't take Brenda long, however, that Donna was preparing a douche for her and Brenda thought this was just a part of the attention to details she had been getting right along. She briefly felt funny but quickly discharged the idea realizing how intimate Donna had already been with her and this was just an extension of that. There were several small bottles which Donna took portions of the liquid each contained an poured them through a funnel into the hot water bottle. Donna had been very exacting about how much of each liquid she poured and when she was done the water bottle bulged with its contents. Brenda could not fathom why Donna needed so much. Donna told Brenda to relax and explained that this indeed was a part of the cleaning process although a bit more than Brenda had most likely ever previously experienced. Without asking her, Donna proceeded to insert the tip of the tub which extended downward from the water bottle into Brenda's vagina. The water bottle had been hung on a stand which looked exactly like a stand she had seen in hospitals which were used for hanging bottles of blood and other items. Brenda saw Donna place some sort of large tip upon the end of the tube just before Donna pushed it in her. It seated snugly in Brenda's vagina and Donna then released the clamp which held the contents of the water bottle back. Brenda could feel its sudden rush into her, filling her. The liquid was warm and pleasant feeling. Soon however Brenda could feel it pressing harder and harder inside her. When the bottle was completely drained she felt rather uncomfortable but not painfully so. Donna reached between Brenda's legs. Brenda waited to feel the fluid draining from her but when Donna stood up she was holding just the tube. She had left the plug in place and it was holding everything in. Over Brenda's protests Donna would only say that this was a necessary part of the process. Brenda asked what process but Donna didn't reply. Brenda noticed that Sandra had returned with several plastic razors. Brenda's feet were placed in two straps which were suspended from the ceiling and wrapped around each of her ankles. He legs were still slightly below her body but were spread apart. Sandra got between Brenda's legs, wrapped each in hot towels which Donna handed her. Starting with her left lower calf, Sandra removed the towels one at a time, slowly shaving each leg. Sandra was constantly running her fingertips along Brenda's legs to assure they were as smooth as possible. Even through the discomfort of the fluid within her Brenda could feel her passions rise within her as Sandra's fingers caressed and inspected every portion of her legs. As Sandra worked around Brenda's upper thighs Brenda could feel her state of arousal grow markedly. It surprised her how this combination of discomfort and pleasure mixed so well so make her so aroused. As Sandra inspected Brenda's upper thighs she also took time to inspect her pussy. Not satisfied with the job that had been done earlier Sandra demanded a hot face cloth of Donna. Donna quickly responded and Sandra placed it over Brenda's pussy. The heat felt so soothing. Once Sandra had removed the face cloth she proceeded to shave all of Brenda's pussy once again taking great pains to assure its absolute smoothness. The motion of Sandra's hand back and forth, up and down Brenda's pussy made her forget how she was filled and left her feeling only Sandra's hand as it caressed her most intimate of parts. Brenda never asked but she felt certain that Sandra purposely ran her fingertips over her clitoris again and again just to arouse her. It worked, almost too well. Brenda could feel herself quickly becoming overflowing with her passions. She knew that very soon she would orgasm. She felt certain Sandra had to know this because she continued to become more and more aroused until she was just about to have an orgasm. Almost as if it were instinctive Sandra stopped what she was doing and sat back a little bit. Brenda felt disappointed that Sandra had not taken her all the way. She saw Sandra reach between her legs and remove the plug that had been in her. As the fluid gushed from her body something happened to her she would never have thought possible. The rushing fluid cause Brenda to have first one orgasm and then another. It was both the most unusual sort of orgasm and strong orgasm as she had ever experience. To describe it Brenda would have called it mind blowing. Neither Sandra nor Donna showed any sign of excitement over this occurrence. Brenda didn't understand this. As she felt her passions begin to subside Brenda saw Sandra releasing her legs from the straps and felt Donna securing the harness about her again. Again Brenda was lifted upright. She was forward more than enough so Donna was able to stand behind her without any trouble. Brenda could feel Donna using a hot soapy face cloth on her ass now. Donna gently spread Brenda's cheeks and washed her very thoroughly. She hadn't notice Sandra leave however now she saw her coming back with another obviously fully water bottle. It took little time for Brenda to know what they intended for her next and this, she felt, was too much. Brenda began to protest loudly and in earnest. As much as Sandra and Donna tried to calm her Brenda continued her protests. I had heard the protests and entered to see what was happening. I could see on Brenda's face the look of absolute fear and I ordered the women to cease this particular portion and continue right on to the next. I reassured Brenda that she would find the next thing very pleasurable. Before Brenda could reply I left the room. The two women went just far enough away so that Brenda could not hear what they were discussing. When they returned Sandra and Donna freed Brenda from all devices of restraint. Sandra then helped Donna sit Brenda on the side of the tub. Sandra then got on her knees with her ass directly in front of Brenda. With just a little bit of instruction and some trouble Donna was able to move Brenda down upon Sandra's back so Brenda's arms were wrapped of Sandra's shoulders and clenched together tightly. Sandra put her arms under Brenda's legs and got a firm grip upon them. Donna bent her legs down so she could grab Sandra under her arms and as she did Sandra rose straight upward. When Donna let go Brenda felt a bit surprised by Sandra's obvious strength. She could also feel her naked body pressed as tightly against Sandra's naked body as was humanly possible. This new sensation excited Brenda immediately. Sandra carried her into an adjoining room where Brenda saw four large padded tables covered by white sheets. Sandra walked to the mid point of one of the tables where she sat Brenda down. Donna and Sandra maneuvered Brenda so she ended up lying face down upon the table. Though stiff Brenda found the table to be rather comfortable. She lay her head upon the white linen encased pillow at her head. Brenda had closed her eyes only briefly when she felt a very warm liquid being poured upon her back and legs. Then she felt four hands rubbing the hot oil into her body. The feeling was quite luxurious and very relaxing. From the inception of the trip this was the most relaxed Brenda had felt the entire time. These women we expert masseuses, obvious to Brenda. Brenda felt like cooing she felt so good. The two women worked on Brenda for almost an hour. Brenda thought it had been only fifteen or twenty minutes. When Sandra had rubbed oil on Brenda's ass and especially when she rubbed it between the cheeks of her ass and down over the lower portions of her pussy Brenda once again felt herself become extremely aroused. The table was moved next to another table and Sandra and Donna rolled Brenda over onto the other table so she was now lying face up. Donna placed a pillow under Brenda's head. Just thinking about what she knew was going to happen excited Brenda. No sooner had she thought that then the hot oils were again being applied to her. This time, however, the hot silky touch of Donna's hands on her breasts and nipples excited Brenda immediately. Sandra had started at Brenda's feet but it wasn't long before her hands were upon her upper thighs and her hands running over her naked pussy. Sandra poured what seemed a lot of oil over her pussy and began rubbing it in. It seemed like it took only seconds before Brenda felt her first orgasm which was quickly followed by and second, then a third and a fourth. They came with such great rapidity that Brenda lost all count. Even Donna and Sandra's methodical, almost clinical approach to their task did not ruin the moment for her. What had been so relaxing now felt like a workout. Brenda felt certain she had become covered in her own sweat she felt so hot. Except for the hair on her head there was not a single spot on Brenda's body which the women did not cover in oil. Brenda began to plead with the women to stop. Her orgasms were so strong and so close together she felt she was becoming breathless. The very light touch of the women never brought any soreness to Brenda and they continued relentless ignoring Brenda's increasing strong begging for them to stop. Brenda's chest heaved heavily each time she had an orgasm. She fought for breath between her pleas which still went unheard, so she thought. Then, as quickly as they had begun, the women stopped completely. Cool towels were brought to the table and Brenda's body was gently cleaned. Brenda felt herself shiver as little orgasms continued to come over her. Again and again they came and even when Brenda thought they would stop they didn't. Brenda felt herself slowly calming down and her breathing become normal. She opened her eyes and saw Donna bending over her looking down at her. As soon as her eyes were open Donna placed a kiss on Brenda's lips, a long lingering kiss. Donna parted Brenda's lips with her tongue and probed her mouth then delicately bit her lower lip. Brenda did something she had never in her life done before. She pulled this woman, Donna, into her wrapping her arms around Donna tightly, pulling Donna's body into her. She could feel Donna's large breasts press into her breasts as they kissed and she loved the feeling. Then she could feel what she knew to be Sandra's mouth sucking upon her pussy and giving close attention to her clitoris. It felt like it took only seconds and Brenda surprised herself with an orgasm as great as any she had had. Her orgasm was so strong she could feel something dripping down her legs and she suddenly felt embarrassed that she had lost control so much that she had peed. She apologized to Sandra for doing that. Sandra told her she had not peed at all. Brenda asked how that could be as she had felt herself squirting. She heard Sandra whisper that it was the fullness of her orgasm that had caused her own sex juice to do this. Brenda was in disbelief. Such things were unknown to her. Yet, she rationalized, the entire day had been something unknown to her prior to then so it somehow made sense. All Tied Up At this point Donna and Sandra stood up. Sandra got a wheel chair for Brenda and with Donna's help got her into it. She was then wheeled through a pair of French doors into the backyard. Brenda was quite taken aback where she was still entirely naked and now outside. She was about to voice a complaint when she saw a tall young muscular man approaching her. As he came closer she studied him. The thought to herself how gorgeous he was and how she wished she could have him. She could see his rather large cock was fully erect. He came along side her and kissed both Donna and Sandra. The he leaned down a gave Brenda a short but very nice kiss upon her lips. Brenda moaned noticeably when he did this. She saw Donna smile at him and nod. His name was Able, she was told. Brenda was then wheeled next to a low sitting table and Able got up on it. When Brenda turned towards him she saw his cock standing straight out towards her face. She went to reach for it but stopped and looked towards Donna. Donna smiled and nodded her head in approval. At first Brenda was content in simply touching a cock larger than any she had ever seen, at least in person. She gently stroked it, touched around its tip taking a bit of the fluid that had come out and tasting it. He tasted very good to her. She placed her other hand below his balls and then gently grasped them. His balls were also very large. As she gently squeezed them she noticed a stream of transparent fluid emanate from the end of his cock. She could stop herself no longer and took his cock into her mouth. Brenda had of course seen the size of it but when she was able to get less than half of it all the way in her mouth she felt how incredible it was. Brenda could not belief its width either. Not only could she not take it all in but it seemed to fill her entire mouth. As she gently stroked the portion of cock she could not get in her mouth and squeezed his balls she suddenly realized where she was. This time she felt her mind totally at rest and shrugged it off. She was too interested in continuing what she was doing to care. As she continued to slide her mouth up and down on his huge cock she herself became aroused. Before long, however, he started to cum in her mouth with a power she could not believe. He natural tendency was to pull away but she did not. Instead he sucked harder upon him feeling the hot sticky fluid fill her mouth before she swallowed it. She sucked greedily upon him and he half filled her mouth again when she swallowed. Brenda still could not believe what she was doing or how much she was enjoying it. It was upon this point of enjoyment that she stuck to and allowed herself to continue until he thorough spent himself. She continued to suck on him after he was finish however he was not long in pulling away from him. Once again she could see the enormity of his cock and her mind filled with visions of it entering her. She wanted it and she asked for it. No one moved or said a thing. They did not look surprised, they just stood silently. Then, as if upon cue, he left and the two women moved her across the grass. She yearned for that large cock but it was gone. She sighed longing for it. Brenda was moved to a large table. With the aid of two other women she was placed upon the table on her back. Her arms we pulled out at ninety degree angles from her body and strapped down tightly at the wrist, elbow and under her shoulders. Her legs were then spread so that each pointed toward the corner of the table and were likewise strapped down at her ankles, knees and around her upper thighs. Although she had not at first noticed it Brenda could see that at each of the ties the wood had been cut away to allow for the contour of the parts of her body which were strapped down. As the table was slowly turned to an upright position Brenda became aware of how much support these grooved areas allowed her. Once she was upright another strap was run about her hips and finally a collar was loosely attach to her neck. Each was in turn attached to the table although the collar only provided for a limitation of her movement and was not intended for any support. Brenda was surprised how seemingly effortlessly the restraints held her to the table. She had expected the leather straps to bind against her skin but they did not. More than anything they seemed to add a level of comfort for her although being unable to move her arms at all was a bit unnerving at first. A woman she had not seen before, a statuesque brunette approached Brenda and stopped in front of her and inspected her. Brenda guess the woman to be close to six feet tall although she could not get over how very beautiful she looked even so, not gawky or awkward looking. The woman was totally naked and as far as Brenda could see she was beautifully proportioned. "My name is Brenda," Brenda said to the woman. "Do not speak until you are given permission. Shake your head yes if you understand," the woman command. Brenda shook her head in agreement. "Until now you have been treated too well. Your station is that of a slave and as such there are rules you will follow. Do you understand this?" Again Brenda shook her head "yes." "All right then, the rules are very simple. You are to consider yourself as the lowest person her and subject to the command of anyone. You will follow all commands fully and exactly as given. If you are a good slave your reward will come via the lack of punishment. If you are not, well, an appropriate punishment will be dealt you. Do you understand this?" Once again Brenda agreed. "Very good. There is no need for you to know my name, once I leave you will never see me again however be assured I will see you. You will learn to discipline your mind and your body to suit the rules of the house. There are no options. You will not, however, be held against your will. In a few minutes a young man will come by with a paper for you to sign agreeing to these terms. Failure to sign the paper will result in your immediate removal from the house. I recommend you sign for reasons you will learn as you go along." The woman had no sooner finished speaking when a very young man, Brenda thought he couldn't be more than 18, stepped in front of her with a piece of paper and a pen. He was completely naked as was everyone Brenda encountered. Brenda saw his cock was fully erect. Although his cock did not seem to be very long she was amazed by how thick it appeared to be. She wondered how and why he was walking around with an erection. She dearly wanted to ask this question but was unable. "So, do you agree?" the woman asked Brenda. Brenda shook her head in agreement. At that the young man placed a fountain pen in her hand and the piece of paper just below her hand where there was a large red "X" where she knew she had to sign. With some difficulty Brenda signed the paper willingly. "Adrienne will see you next," she said and turned to the young blonde man and said, "have Adrienne come here now." The blonde man held up the piece of paper and then the woman said, "Of course, you're right, deliver that to the Master and have someone send Adrienne to me. Now go!" The young man ran back toward the house and disappeared. A few moments later a woman who appeared to be in her early 30s came running towards them. She stopped next to the woman and said, "Yes Mistress?" "Adrienne, inspect this woman. Be very sure she has been properly cared for." "Yes Mistress," Adrienne answered and quickly turned to Brenda. Adrienne ran her hands through Brenda's hair closely inspecting it. "Mistress, she needs a coiffeur." "As I thought," the woman said sternly, turned around and lifted her hand above her head. Moments later a young man, very much like the previous young man appeared before her. Brenda noticed that his cock was erect and very hard just as the previous man had been. He was smallish although Brenda found his erection to be enough to bring out her desires. She desperately wanted to touch it and knew she could not. "Go, bring the coiffeur to me immediately!" the woman commanded the young man. He nodded his head and ran back to the house. Adrienne continued her inspection of Brenda's body. She ran her fingers lightly over all portions of Brenda's face as if she were searching out every pore. The extent of her inspection required Adrienne to move so closely to Brenda that she could feel Adrienne's breast first against her arm and then pressing into her own breasts. The sensation was exhilarating. These feelings Brenda was having were like none she'd ever had before in her life and although they were new to her she felt excited by them and desired them increasingly more. There were times when Adrienne backed away a bit and Brenda could feel only Adrienne's very hard nipple running across her skin. This sent a chill down her spine and she knew her goose bumps were quite visible. At first she felt embarrassed by the thought and then when nothing was said she felt good about it and desired it all the more. The degree of Brenda's desires were beginning to surprise her. It seemed that anyone who was near her she desired, without except. Old moralities in her mind confused her with her present situation which she found to be comfortable. Adrienne continued her meticulous inspection of Brenda literally looking over every inch of her body. Brenda shuddered visibly when Adrienne ran her long fingernails around Brenda's hardened nipples. Adrienne then placed a hand under each of Brenda's breasts lifting them slightly and looking toward the woman who had been watching the inspection. The woman nodded and Adrienne released Brenda's breasts and continued her inspection. Brenda thought she could feel the heat rising between her legs and she was certain that her wetness had become so great it would soon drip down her legs although she didn't feel anything at that point. When Adrienne's inspection finally reached Brenda's clitoris Brenda exploded in a sudden orgasm which caught her by surprise. Brenda heard Adrienne giggle a bit as her orgasm began to subside. "Keep to your work!" the woman commanded Adrienne. "Yes ma'am," was Adrienne's first response and only vocal response Brenda had heard from her that day. While watching Adrienne inspect her Brenda noted that Adrienne was definitely older than she however Brenda had no idea how much older. It was obvious to Brenda that Adrienne had taken great pride in her body giving it an ageless quality. It was some time later that Brenda found, much to her surprise, that Adrienne was 42. Brenda didn't believe it at first but soon realized it was true. When Adrienne had finished inspecting the front of Brenda's body a board was brought by a young man and tied to her front to the board behind her. Brenda could feel the straps loosened slightly from her ankles and wrists and her body moved ever so slightly downward. Although she couldn't feel it a board had been placed below her feet for support as the mechanism was rotated forward so Brenda's body was now lying on her front on the new board. She could feel her body being tilted more forward, pivoting at her feet and finally stopping. At this point Brenda felt uncomfortable. Her arms had been pulled behind her as there was not enough slack in the straps to allow them to go all the way forward. Almost immediately she felt Adrienne's fingers going down her back inspecting her closely again. Brenda winced with embarrassment when Adrienne pressed her hand between Brenda's ass cheeks and ran another finger down through it. Again the erotic feeling surprised Brenda, feelings she had not anticipated, feelings of great pleasure. Brenda felt her body being rotated backward so she was once again lying on her back. The straps were tightened again and the board in front of her removed. When she could finally see forward again Brenda noticed that the woman in charge had disappeared as had Adrienne. Now there was just a young man standing at her side. Brenda was still unable to get over the surprise at seeing an erection on every male who came into her presence. She couldn't help but wonder how they were able to maintain an erection constantly but she also knew she couldn't ask so instead she satisfied herself by staring at the young man's hard cock. As she stared at it she thought she notice a little droplet appear at its head. Just as she tried to get a better look he turned around with a jerk and Brenda looked up quickly. "Do you find him interesting?" I asked her. Brenda nodded yes. I looked him over and saw the droplet at the end of his cock. "Bend over immediately!" I commanded the young man. He did as I told him. I took the crop I was carrying in my hand and whipped his buttocks until they were extremely reddened and heavily marked by where the crop had hit him. "Stand up." I command him. He did so. "You know the degree of control which is required of you. Be very happy that the mistress did not catch you in such a state for she would have beaten you without mercy." I looked at him and then at Brenda and finally said, "Let her lick it off you." He moved in front of Brenda and looked confused about how he should get it done. He looked back at me with his questioning face. "You know how to do it, climb her!" I demanded of him. He bowed his head and then stood directly in front of Brenda, so close she thought certainly he would press against her. He didn't though. He was able to reach to the top of the board, grasped it with both hands and pulled himself upward using his knees to keep his cock from touching Brenda. It was an exercise in futility which I knew from the start. He was still too new to know everything he could do to accomplish whatever was commanded of him. "Now, listen to me," I said sharply to the young man, "get down from there, you look like a fool! That board is on a swivel which you should have noticed when you got here. I know you have been taught the lessons of attention to details. So, position the board so you can accomplish what I've demanded." The young man moved the board so Brenda was lying horizontally and lowered it slightly. He then walk to Brenda's head where he placed his hard cock directly in her face. Brenda could not see the droplet any longer however desiring to take advantage of the situation she greedily sucked in the tip of his cock. The feeling was marvelous to her. "Okay, that's enough!" I said to the young man and he quickly backed away. Brenda had only had his cock in her mouth for a few seconds. "Go to your mistress and tell her the details of what has just happened. Be sure to tell her that you had lost that little bit of cum prior to your placing yourself in this slave's mouth. She will deal with you for allowing that. Now be gone!" The young man scampered away very quickly a look of fear on his face. "Well," I said looking at Brenda, "what do you think? Do you like it?" Brenda said nothing as she had been told. "Ah, very good, you listened well, obviously. You may speak freely now." "Well, I don't know what to think," Brenda replied, "I like it but it scares me a little bit too." "I know you signed the consent paper but if you want out just say so and I'll see to it, no question asked." "No no, it's not that, it's just a . . .," Brenda paused trying to find the right words, "it's all a little bit intimidating to me but I like it even though parts of me say I shouldn't and I don't even know why I shouldn't. Am I making any sense?" "I understand," I said with a smile, "Brenda, this is all entirely new to you. I doubt you've ever been referred to as a slave or a submissive before in your life have you?" She shook her head "no." "Don't take this wrong but it shows and we all expected it. At the end of the day you'll get another chance to decide if you want to stay or not or you can tell me right now that you've had enough and I'll take you home." "I want to stay," Brenda replied in a whisper feeling somewhat ashamed by her admission of her desires. "Good!" I said showing my happiness with her decision. "I can assure you that nothing will ever be done to you that will cause you any physical harm, it is not allowed here. Also, contrary to erotic myth, we absolutely will not keep anyone against their will. That would amount to kidnapping and rape. Everyone you see here is here willingly. Some of the people you have already met, by the way, are some very rich and very powerful people in this country. They pay dearly to be here and they return because of our reputation and knowing that their identity and reputation will be kept in tact. So, do you have any other questions?" "Yes, what's next?" Brenda asked grinning at me. "I can't tell you that. Actually I don't know. Ordinarily as your master I would have complete control over your every move, which I actually do have, however I given it up to Mistress Alana who you will meet next. She and I have been good friends for a very long time and she knows exactly how I like things done. Listen to her and learn from her. When you leave here you will find yourself a very changed woman. You will find yourself in command of your life more than you can possibly believe. I know that's very hard to understand right now so you'll just have to believe me." "Oh I do believe you," Brenda responded excitedly. Brenda looked down my naked body and saw my fully erect cock. I caught her look and said, "Sure, why not." I placed my cock in front of Brenda's face, she immediately drew it into her mouth and suckled upon it feverishly. "I see we're enjoying ourselves," Alana said to me wryly. "This must be your special guest." I was just a bit surprised by Alana's entrance and answered, "She is. What do you think of her?" Alana ran her hands down Brenda's face, over her breasts and down between her legs where she inserted two fingers into Brenda. "I think she's pretty wet, that's what I think." Alana responded with a laugh. Alana could tell I was close to cumming and allowed herself the pleasure of playing in Brenda's pussy. Just as I exploded into Brenda's mouth Brenda orgasmed heavily into Alana's hand. Brenda swallowed all my cum without allowing a single drop to escape. "You're very good!" I said to Brenda. Brenda looked up to see a very petite young woman coming up from behind me and then stand beside me. "Ah, Gerry, you're just in time. This is Brenda. She's our guest for the day and I want you to do with her hair what you've always been so good at." "Yes sire," was Gerry's only reply. "Brenda, I have some things to attend to. I'll see you after Gerry gets done with you." I didn't wait for Brenda to respond. I turned and walked quickly back to the house. In the mean time Donna and Sandra had reappeared. Brenda was happy to see two familiar faces. It occurred to her how strange to think of them as being familiar as she had only seen them for the first time earlier that day. Still, Brenda felt comfortable with them fondly remembering how well they had pleasured her. The women had brought a wheelchair with them and helped Brenda into it. As they were easing Brenda into the chair from her mount Brenda saw several young men bring a table and a number of other items to where she was sitting. She quickly saw that the other items were the usual fare used by hair dressers. When everything was set up the young men did not leave but stood on all sides of Brenda standing completely still and staring straight ahead. As with the other men she had seen each of them was fully erect. Brenda could not get over her continuing amazement at their ability to maintain this state. Each was of different size, which was of no surprise to Brenda, but she found herself fixing on their cocks one at a time daydreaming about each of their cocks dipping into her wet pussy. It was then Brenda thought of her own state of arousal and how she too seemed to be continually aroused so she thought possibly she should not be surprised that these men were in that state. All Tied Up Her wrists protest to her struggling, as do her ankles. Her neck begins to tingle as she desperately tries to keep her head off the sheets as he had requested. Her body is beginning to sweat with the sexual torment bound within her. She feels so alive, as her skin become sensitive to even the lightest touch. Her nipples rub against the sheets making them go hard. Her knees are spread and tied wide open. This is so her pussy and behind are clearly visible and easily accessible. With her body face down on the bed she cannot see behind her without a painful struggle. Suddenly he slaps her bottom, this is such a shock that her head falls to the sheets. He grabs her hair and pulls her head back up. He repeats his previous order and slaps her pussy three times for punishment, her pussy becoming sopping wet. The heat begins to ache and throb inside of her. He begins to tie something round her waist. Turning her over he brings the rope round so he can tie it up at the front. Deeply kissing her mouth he grabs her breasts and pinches her nipples, making her moan in delight and gasp with pleasure. Out of nowhere he dangles two nipple clamps in front of her eyes. She pouts and tries to roll back on her front. He pushes her back over and holds her down against the bed as she writhes beneath him. Grabbing one of her breasts his teeth descend and began to suck and nibble, making her forget her impending pain. Suddenly he clamps the clip to her nipple, she arches her head back as a mix of pain and pleasure rush through her body and to her pussy. He grabs her other breasts and pinches her nipple hard making her arch her back as he clamps the other clip into place. Her breasts feel captured and taken as he flicks each nipple in turn making her writhe at his physical command. She moans as he pushes her body back so her body is face down on the bed. Grabbing her hair he lifts her head up once more and grabs her cheeks with one hand from behind so she has to open her mouth. He then puts two of his fingers in her mouth and explores her tongue, teeth and lips. With the order to suck she complies as he slaps her bottom once more telling her what a dirty slut she is. Suddenly he plunges two fingers deep inside her hot, soaking pussy. She almost instantly cums as he asks how it feels to have both her holes filled and how he thinks they should be filled with something else. He takes his fingers out of her mouth and pussy but tells her to keep her head up. She suddenly feels something cold against the entrance to her pussy. It's her big vibrator, He decides that she isn't wet enough, which is a blatant lie, and says that he thinks she should suck it. Moving round to her head he lifts her chin up and grabs her cheeks again forcing her mouth open, he inserts the vibrator into her mouth and tells her to be a good girl and suck. She moans as he begins to slowly fuck her mouth with the vibrator, he pushes the vibrator as far as it can comfortably fit and tells her to keep it there and moves back round to her pussy. He tells her what a slut she is because he can see how wet she is without even touching her. He runs one finger down her slit, Slighlty lifting her bum up her places a pillow underneath her and caresses her bum, she moans round the dildo still in her mouth, He then slowly runs the tip of his cock down her slit feeling her hot wet pussy tickling and inviting him. Slowly, he pushes his cock into her pussy, going deeper and deeper as she moans louder and louder. He laughs and pulls out of her achingly slow that she moans in frustration. Then he pulls out fast and rams his cock into her, she almost drops the vibrator out of her mouth as she gasps. He pulls out again but doesn't enter. She whimpers wanting his cock to enter her and cure her frustration. Instead he moves round to her head and pulls out the dildo form her mouth. He comments on how wet she has made it. Moving back round he teases her again with the dildo's tip and runs it up and down her slit, he begins to prod her pussy, making her feel like a sexual object, she feels deliciously used and moans once more as he slowly inserts the dildo. He then grabs the spare rope form the front of her waist and bring it between her pussy lips and her bum cheeks and ties it to the back of the rope that he had tied round her waist earlier. She now had a dildo tied deep into her pussy. She riggles as she realises that the bunny ears are not touching her clit but her bum hole. A place that is sensitive to the slightest touch. At that moment he turns on the bunny ears to the slowest setting. Her eyes close in sheer sexual delight as he moved back round to her head. Looking deep into her eyes he kisses her mouth, whispering I love you in her ear he pulls her over to the side of the bed. Taking off his jeans and boxers in front of her, his body is so close. She wants to touch him so much, walking over to her his cock at the perfect height he tells her to suck his cock deep and hard. She willingly complies and fills her mouth with his hot, hard cock. Her mind and body is buzzing and he, somehow is able to lightly tug on the rope keeping the vibrator inside of her, making the vibrations touch everywhere and the dildo move inside of her, She does not feel like she is on earth anymore. She is being kept at the brink of ecstasy as he pulls out of her mouth and moves round behind her, untying the rope and removing the vibrator he plunges deep inside of her. He fucks her so hard, that she cries out in bliss as an orgasm shoots through her body, he cums inside of her stroking her back. They both collapse and he moves her back on the bed properly and pulls her on her back and kisses her face. He slowly puts the dildo inside of her once more and ties the rope back up. It's not over yet, he whispers. All Tied Up The day had exhausted me and the bed looked so damned comfortable with all my white bedding covering the green flannel sheets as I undressed to nothing. I love the winter time, but it has been so cold. I climbed into bed naked and I wasn't there long until Tony came in and turned on the light and sat down at the computer. I rolled onto my stomach and rested my head on my right hand. "You're kidding me, right? It's late and I'm tired. You know I had a crappy day." He turns and smiles at me. That smile always melts my heart but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a yawn. "Babe, I'm only looking into a few things and if you're so tired I'll shut the light off and promise to be very very quiet." He stood up and walked over to the light switch and turned it off. Tony then walked over to me and slid his hand underneath the sheet to rest on my naked breast. Our eyes met and I felt a jump in my clit as we stared at one another. His hand pinched and rolled my nipple between his thumb and I placed my left arm under my neck and my right hand found his arm and I leaned up to him and kissed his mouth. "Come to bed, Ton. Come and keep me warm." Tony chuckled and let my nipple go as he laid my head back down on the pillow. His hand slid down my body and between my legs. He rubbed my cunt up and down a few times nice and slow then let his fingertips dance on my lips before pulling away. "That should keep you warm. I need to look something up. You get some sleep. I'll wake you when I'm done." He got up from the bed and I pulled my pillow under my head. "You ass! Like I'm going to be able to sleep now. Especially all turned on." "Well babe, I never said you couldn't play. You know I love to watch and listen." Then I heard him chuckle as rolled onto my side and cuddled with my pillow. I lowered my hand to my cunt and began to rub the bare and plump lips of my cunt. Then I rolled onto my back and spread my legs as I slid my fingers up and down each side of my lips. I breathed heavily and looked upside down at Tony as he watched me in the mirror that was over the monitor. I bit my lower lip and grabbed my right breast and held it tight. "Tony, come to bed. I want you to fuck me." "I see you, sweetie. I'm watching. But I need to get this done." "Ugh!" I say as I throw off my blankets and turn the light on. As I walk to the closet I run my hand across his shoulders. Tony already knows I'm going for my toys. I pull one of my favorite dildos and the vibrator. Our eyes catch one another as I am making my way back to the bed. Tony turns around in his chair and I know I've got his attention now. I climb onto the bed and I'm on my knees. I bring the dildo to my mouth and I slowly slide it in. After a minute or two of this he walks over to me and grabs me pulling me to his body. His lips find my mouth and he slaps my ass hard. He walks away from me and I notice his hard on. "Tony!" "I told you to sleep or to masturbate. You'll appreciate it later." I walk over to Tony and try to see what he's doing on the computer and he minimized the screen. He turns around on the chair. "Chloe, bend over." I was shocked, but I heard the tone in his voice and I knew he meant business. "Tony, you said we were moving that play to Friday nights and it's only Monday." "Bend over, Chloe. Do it now!" I turn around and space my feet to my shoulder width apart and bend over with my legs still straight and my palms on the ground. Tony could see my entire cunt and anal entrance in this position. This was his punishment for me when I was being out of line. Sometimes he would play with me, other times he would punish me without a touch. As I waited for him wide open I felt a smack on my ass. His hand then rubbed over the spanked skin and then slid his hand up and down my wet entrance. His hand left me and I then stayed in that position without a touch for about five minutes before he asked me to stand. "Go to the bed and bring me those toys. Get into bed, keep those hands above the sheets and go to sleep." I sighed and did as I was told. I had a hard time falling asleep listening to the clicking of the keys on the computer keys and the feel of my cunt pulsating. As I slowly woke I the key typing was replaced by birds chirping and I was chilly. I tried to roll over and grab them but I couldn't move my right hand. I turned to look and saw that my hand was tied to the post of the bed. My eyes looked down and saw that my ankles were as well. Tony was working on my left restraint when he smiled over at me. "Hey, Babe." He leaned over and kissed my lips quickly. "Do you like your surprise?" I smiled at him and nodded. "God, why couldn't you just go to bed? Do you know how long I had to wait until you finally were still enough?" He chuckled and walked out of the bedroom. I tried pulling at the restraints and he did a great job. I couldn't budge an inch. "Are you testing my work?" He walked back in carrying a candle. "Candle play?" "Maybe, Mags. It depends on how long we can last." After the candle was placed across the room on the desk Tony walked back over to the bed and laid down next to me. His left hand pinched my breast hard and pulled it up until it could go no further. He released it and then began to smack my breast hard while making me watch my breast jiggle and count. Each breast got a hard bare handed hits of fifty. Tony's hand slid to my pussy and felt the slick juices seeping out. As he rubs my cunt he begins to tease it with his fingertips. Lightly sliding up and down between my legs. I begin to raise my hips inviting him to slide a finger in. He slaps my cunt hard and then grabs a pillow with a towel wrapped around it. He raises my ass and slides it underneath as my cunt is raised up more. Tony walks over to the desk and grabbed the candle that I had lit after work so I knew the wax must be melted to the top. I heard the chuckle escape his mouth as he climbed between my legs. "God, your cunt in this light..." his hand began to play with my wide open exposed cunt. "It's so beautiful, slick and juicy cunt." I smile as a chill goes over me and I see a flash. "What did you do?" "Maggie, you have to see how beautiful it is in the candle light." "I don't want those making a trip around the world on the inter..." Just then he spilt what felt like a cup of hot wax onto my cunt.. "Fuck me, oh my god...." I began squirming not going any place but feeling the hot wax run between my ass cheek. "Lay still, Mags. And let me do what I want." Just then he poured more wax and snapped another picture of my wax covered cunt. I inhaled quickly and breathed slowly as he chuckled and raised the candle over my breast so I could watch it spill out and onto my breast. Every bit of the wax felt like fire was licking my skin. He blew the candle out and placed it on the desk. Tony disappeared and went into the bathroom and came back with a warm washcloth. He began to clean the wax off and then started to slide his finger inside of me and rubbed my clit with his thumb. I began to writhe against him trying to fuck him but his other hand held me down. Our eyes met and held the gaze as he removed his finger and cleaned it off. He then turned around and untied my legs and propped them on his shoulders as his mouth found my cunt and he began to taste my cunt sliding his tongue over my clit and along the lips of my cunt getting every drop of wetness. Then he grabbed my ankles and slid his cock up and down my slit as I moved underneath him wanting to encourage him to slide it in. Finally he slid fast and hard into me as my climax built faster and faster and I pulled against my restraints as I released and you smiled. "Tony, fuck me. Slide it in nice and hard. I want you to cum inside of me." "Oh Mags, Mags oh fuck Mags you are so hot...." Tony screamed and fell on top of me and I felt his cum inside of my cunt and sitting inside of my pussy. Our breathing matched heavy and deep. He pull out and begin to untie my hands. Once my hands were free he removed the pillow and went to grab the pillows and blankets. I peeled the wax off my breasts and Tony walked back over to me and grabbed me. His lips kissed my mouth and then moved down my neck to my shoulder. "God, Mags....I fucking love you." I chuckled. "You fucking love me or you love fucking me?" I see him smile and he begins to place the pillows on the bed. "Is there a difference, Babe?" I walk over to him and place my hand on his back. "Yes, but I'll take you either way." I kissed his lips and walked into the bathroom. When I returned Tony was in bed and there was a black velvet box on my pillow. "What's that?" I smile and climb into bed. "What do you think, Mag?" I feel tears swell up and he smiles as he opens the box. "Mags, will you fucking love me forever and make me the happiest person alive by marrying me?" "What do you fucking think?" Tony grabbed me and pulled me under the blankets as he pulled me close to him and slid the ring on my finger. All Tied Up Dan woke up from his dream with a hard-on. He, in the fuzzy headed state-of-mind between deep sleep and true awareness, tried to remember the dream. He remembered something tugging around his hips, but he could never see it. Dan also remembered feeling like he was being pulled apart, with one arm going in one direction, and his other arm going in the opposite. It was the same with his legs. It was summertime, and the air conditioner in his Air Force dorm room turned on. The cold air being vented into the room washed over his body, quickly chilling it. Dan tried to reach down to pull his blankets back up over him, but found that he couldn't move his right arm, or his left one. They were tied in place to the headboard above his head, and he was instantly, completely awake. When he tried to move his legs, he felt that they were tied down as well. With growing dismay, Dan realized that he wasn't wearing his boxers either. He turned his head to look at the clock. The digital display read 3:41. Dan sensed movement in the room. The curtains were closed, so no light entered the room from outside. He couldn't see who it was that was in the room with him, but he moved his head as he tried to listen and follow them as they walked towards the bed. Whoever it was that was in the room with him got up onto the bed at the foot end of it. They were on all fours, he thought, from the way their weight was displaced on the mattress. The person moved up further, and he felt their weight distributed on the outside of his hips by hands that pressed down on the mattress. He was afraid of what may come next, or who it may be. When Dan felt soft hair drape down over his thighs though, and warm breath over his softening dick, he realized that it was at least a woman who was here with him, because no men in the military had hair long enough to touch his thighs. A wet tongue licked its way up the length of his dick, and cool breath blew on it back down. The pattern was continued over and over until his dick was hard. Dan felt the woman's nose touch his stomach as her warm mouth took his dick in. Her tongue washed over the head, slickening it with saliva. When that was accomplished, she took more of his dick into her mouth. It wasn't long before the woman started bobbing her head up on down on Dan's dick. Even with the uncertainty and slightest bit of fear Dan was feeling, a low moan escaped his mouth as he felt the head of his dick hit the back of the woman's throat. As Dan felt he was getting close to coming, the woman sensed it as well and let his dick fall from her mouth until the moment had subsided. As his hard dick lay upon his stomach, she licked it again from top to bottom, and this time took his balls into her mouth, sucking on them and warming them in her mouth. She shook her head, possibly to move her hair out of the way Dan thought, and she took his dick back into her mouth. She sucked it for a few more moments, and then she stopped. Dan felt her move up his body. He sensed the warmth of her body above him, and felt soft flesh touch his lips. He kissed and licked the flesh, and then felt part of it begin to harden in his mouth. He realized it was a nipple he was sucking on, and he greedily took more of the nipple and the surrounding flesh into his mouth. When the nipple was sufficiently hard, Dan held it between his teeth and then flicked his tongue over it. He heard a sharp intake of breath from above him, then a quietly whispered, "Oh, yes." Dan tried to recognize the woman's voice, but she had spoken to quietly for him to do so. As Dan was getting into sucking on the woman's nipple, it was pulled from his mouth, and the woman's weight was shifting on the bed again. Dan was disappointed momentarily, until he felt the woman's body rest on his hips and dick. She ground her hips against his, letting her wet pussy coat his dick with her wetness. Dan could also feel his pubic hair getting wet as well. The woman stopped again, and for the first time he could feel her hand touch his dick as it was guided into her pussy. She lowered herself completely onto him, and both Dan and the woman moaned. The woman slowly moved herself up and down on Dan's dick. He enjoyed the sensation a great deal. He only wished that he could hold onto the woman's tits as she rode him. She continued to ride him slowly, and she moaned every time she was fully impaled on his dick. Dan tried to move his body, or at least his hips, when she rested on him, because he wanted to try and stimulate her clit. He didn't know if it was working or not, but as she kept moaning, he thought it was. Dan was more turned on than ever. Even though he had been completely taken by surprise, amazed by how helpless he was, and though it could even be considered rape, he was excited beyond belief. He realized it was the thrill of the unknown. He had never done anything like this before, and he didn't even know the woman. The woman picked up the pace at which she rode his dick. She moved up and down rapidly. At one point, his dick fell out of her pussy when she rose up too high. She reached back down and guided it back into her. After that, she leaned over and put her hands on Dan's chest, bracing herself as she began fucking herself with his dick. Dan thought she was amazing, as it felt like she was only moving her hips and nothing else on her body. She would stop every few moments and just grind herself on him, and then she'd move her hips up and down again. She pushed herself back up again, and lifted herself entirely off of his dick. Dan couldn't believe that she could be done with him now. He knew he hadn't come, and he was pretty certain that she hadn't come yet either. Dan felt her hand grip his dick again, as it was guided into a different hole than he had previously been in. Dan's mind was blown as he realized she was putting his dick into her ass. "Oh, fuck!" he said. She began moaning and grunting loudly, and Dan imagined her face scrunched up in concentration, maybe biting her lower lip as well, as she let his dick into her ass. It took some doing, but he finally felt the entire length of his dick in her ass. She remained motionless for some time as he assumed she was getting used to the feeling of him in there. Dan was grateful for that, because he feared that he would have possibly blown his load right then and there. He tried to think of anything that would get his mind off of where his dick was. He thought of his fantasy baseball teams. He thought of his upcoming test in class. It didn't matter though as she carefully lifted her hips a few inches, then let herself fall back down on his dick. "Damn, this is so fucking good," Dan said. She began moving again, this time a bit quicker. As her tight hole became accustomed to his dick in it, the woman began fucking Dan faster. Dan reveled in the sensations his dick was feeling. It was different than being in her pussy. And even though her ass was tighter, Dan realized he missed the wetness of her pussy. Dan felt himself getting close to coming again. "If you don't stop soon, I'm going to come in your ass," he told the woman. "Thanks for sharing," the woman replied quietly. Dan tried again to recognize her voice, but still couldn't. She lifted her ass off of his dick, and she spun her body around. Dan felt her weight as she rested her torso on his. Her legs stretched out on both sides of his head, and the unmistakable smell of wet pussy was directly in front of his nose. Dan lifted his head and tentatively put his tongue out. He felt the wet folds of her pussy lips against his tongue. He smiled, and flattened his tongue as he licked the length of her pussy, just as she had done with his dick. When he got to her clit, he held his tongue and pushed his head further, increasing the pressure of his tongue on her bud. The woman moaned and whispered, "Keep doing that and make me come." Dan was about to begin licking her pussy again when he felt the woman's mouth envelop the head of his dick. He was shocked to think that the woman would suck his dick after it had just been in her ass. But he tossed the thought aside as he wanted to come in her mouth badly. He began licking her pussy again. Dan licked up one side of her pussy and then down the other, stopping occasionally to try and flick his tongue against her clit. Then, he tried to fuck her pussy with his tongue, but the stretching of his neck was too much, and he tired of that. He lowered his head to rest his neck. When it felt strong enough again, he went back to licking her pussy and clit. The woman was still sucking his dick. She was holding onto the base as she took as much of it as she could into her mouth. Then she pulled back and just sucked on the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around it. She kept alternating these patterns, until Dan knew there wasn't going to be any way to hold back from coming any more. Dan tried as best he could to pick up the pace of his licking. He wanted the woman to come before he did. He lifted his head up as much as his neck would allow. Dan said to the woman, "Come for me, now." He flattened his tongue out and applied pressure to her clit. He tried to mash his mouth against her clit and pussy, while his nose inhaled her scent. Dan moved his mouth back and forth as much and as quickly as he could, trying to maintain contact with the woman's clit. He could feel her thigh muscles clench on his shoulders, and they began to flutter some, enclosing his head between her legs. Dan knew his neck was going to be in pain in the morning, but he wanted to make her come. The woman was moaning while she was sucking his dick. He kept licking and sucking as much as he could. Finally, he was rewarded when the woman took her mouth off of his dick and loudly said, "Oh, I'm cummmming!" Dan felt her thighs spasm and lock tightly around his head. Moisture was oozing out of her pussy and drenching his face. She gripped onto his dick and held onto it until her body quieted, and she relaxed. Without a word, she began sucking on his dick again. Dan, having succeeded in getting her to come, let himself go and didn't hold back any more. Less than a minute later, he felt his legs stiffen and he said, "Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm coming!" He felt his dick spurt into the woman's mouth. She didn't release Dan's dick from her mouth and her hand until she had swallowed all of his come. Dan's body relaxed and his dick quickly grew flaccid. "Shit, that was good," Dan said. "You're amazing." "Thank you," she whispered in reply. Dan felt her weight lift off of his body, and then off of the bed. He listened as she put her clothes back on. As she got to the door, Dan realized that she hadn't untied him yet. "Um, could you untie me please?" The woman opened the door and took a step to go outside. She turned her head to look back at him. Though his neck still hurt, Dan lifted his head to look at her. Artificial light illuminated the common area between the four dormitories and backlit her body. She wore a tight t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Her hair was long and straight, and hung down past her shoulders. He wasn't completely certain at first, but quickly realized it was his girlfriend, Sue. "Maybe," was all she said. He saw her smile and she closed the door behind her. Dan was relieved to know that it was his girlfriend that he has just fucked. But he never knew that she could be so kinky though. As pleasant as those thoughts were, a dawning realization forced its way to the front of his mind. "If she doesn't come back to untie me, how am I going to get to class?" All Tied Up & More I met Robbie when I was 18. I had only been with 1 other man besides him but was very experienced. We talked on the phone a lot and online. Until we met. we moved in together and he didn't know what he was in for. Here is a few of our many sexcapades. All tied up and helpless Rob walked into the room, it was semi dark and I stayed quiet. He laid on the bed and went to sleep, still not knowing I was already home. After making sure he was fast asleep I tied up his arms and legs to the bed. I played with his cock for a few minutes, still he hasn't woke up. So I stopped playing with his now hard cock and started kissing from his stomach to his face. He soon woke up, and was confused. I didn't blame him if I had woken up all tied up I would have freaked out. He kept asking "who are you." I told him to hush I was his love, by this time he knew it was me, and started to squirm to try and get away. I smacked him across his face and told him to stay quiet and not to struggle. He did, I stoop up on the bed and plopped my already wet pussy on his face so that he couldn't breath. He was moving around and trying to scream, he was out of breath and tired quickly. He soon blacked out. When he woke I was riding his cock slowly at first then I rode him faster and harder and was grinding my pussy onto his hard cock. I could feel it throbbing inside me and knew his cock needed and wanted to cum, but by the look on his face he was scared of me and what I would do next. Before he blew his load and after I had my orgasm. I untied him and told him to get on the floor, he did. I then stepped onto his gut and started to bounce on him like a trampoline. He was getting very winded by this. I was watching his cock the whole time. I'll be damned he loved it. His cock grew another inch or so from me doing this, and before I knew it he was screaming out in ecstasy "KITTY II AM CUMMIN." He shot a huge load all over my legs, and I put them to his face and made him lick them all clean. He refused at first but one good kick to his nuts was all he needed. got piss? Robbie was in the bathroom taking his usual before bed piss. I walked in turned the light out and threw him onto the floor. He yelled at me "KITTY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU CRAZY BITCH." Was that bitch I heard.? I thought to myself "I'll show him bitch." After he had settled down I started licking his piss soaked cock, moving my tongue lightly up and down the back side of it and finally sticking it into my mouth. I sucked it in as far as it would go and started shaking my head like a dog playing with his chew toy. He loved when I would do this, it turned him on to the max. I suppose he didn't expect what was to come for him. I tied only his hands to the legs of our bathtub, and sat down on his face. He blacked out. When he woke I squatting right above his mouth and started pissing all over his face. He was trying to get away, but I had him tied tightly. After I was finished pissing I had myself a seat on his face again, but this time allowing him to breath. I told him to lick my pussy. He did. I played with his cock while he did this. His cock was so rock hard and I could tell he was going to cum soon. I got off his face and sat down on his cock and fucked him until he came inside me. I then went back to his face and told him to clean me up. He hated when I wanted him to clean his cum off of me, but he did it anyway because he didn't want to be hurt. He licked my pussy until I came and I turned on the shower and we washed together. After words we went to bed. What he did to me Robbie was in a rather odd mood this day and was very horny, but pissed at the way I had been treating him sexually. This time he waited until I was asleep and tied me up. I am a light sleeper so I woke up in the middle of him tying me down. I was to tired to fight him so I let him tie me down. I knew (thought) he would be gentle he had never been rough with me. He walked out of the room and when he got back he had something in his hand. He sat down between my legs and before I knew it He slammed something into my pussy and fucked me with it. My pussy was so sore from this object I had never experienced before. He fucked me with it until I was in tears. He kept yelling "YOU LIKE TO PLAY ROUGH DO YOU BITCH? I'LL GIVE YOU ROUGH." I was crying so hard and all he could say was "yes cry bitch I love to hear my little whore cry.......I am going to hurt you tonight whore." He untied my legs and put my feet up by my head and held them there with one hand. He then took the object from my aching sore used pussy and put the tip of it to my ass. I begged him not to put it there, but he said "whore I told you I am going to hurt you tonight." There was nothing I could do he was so strong. He slowly put the object in my asshole and then started moving it faster and faster and finally slammed the whole thing inside my virgin ass. I was crying very hard now, but inside I knew I wanted and deserved whatever treatment I got. He stopped raping my ass for a minute put my legs down and left the room again. Again he came back with something in his hand. He sat back down between my legs and lifted them back up the my head. He stuck the object back into my ass and then stuck another into my pussy this one was much larger then the last one and it hurt much worse. Knowing he could not fuck me with both of them at once if he had to hold my legs up he tied my legs to my hands, I was in a very very unusual position. He then started to fuck my ass and my pussy with the 2 objects. I was in pain for a few minutes then I started to enjoy it and the more I moaned in pleasure he fucked me harder my ass was hurting my pussy was sore, but I had to cum I had to have more. I screamed at him to fuck me harder rape my ass and pussy. He smacked my ass and said "don't talk don't make a sound." I shut up, but inside I wanted to scream just to see what he would do to me, but I didn't, my pussy and ass were hurting and I couldn't handle any more. He took the objects out of my abused pussy and ass and threw them on the floor. he got up and kneeled between my legs and stuck his 8 inch cock inside my sore pussy. He fucked me, smacked me, and made me cum within 5 minutes. He got up untied my legs and sat on my chest and spewed his cum all over my face and mouth. And then gave me a sweet, tender, passionate kiss, and said "I love you Kitty my sweet little whore" and untied my arms. I told him I loved him and turned on the lights to see what it was he fucked me with. I couldn't believe my eyes the first object was a 10 inch long 6 inch round dildo and the second was a 12 inch long 8 inch round cucumber. No wonder it hurt so bad. All Tied Up & No Where To Go Mr. & Mrs. Edwards were the first couple I met after the agency sent me out on interviews and I had no problem accepting their generous job offer. Being from America I called myself a babysitter, but in my new Kensington neighborhood it was fashionable to have an 'au pair' so this became my new title. The deal was pretty good since I got the use of a cute car and a cottage to myself instead of my little flat. The girls were nice kids and were never a problem and their love settled me in quite easily as their caretaker. Mr. Edwards is a partner at a very prominent British accounting firm and Mrs. Edwards busies herself with her position with the Royal Trust. Emily and Rachel were adorable little girls and my work with them soon became more of a parental duty to me since they saw more of me than they did their mother. We still have our daily walks and we go to the museums and...well, this isn't what my story is about. I have some wild ideas about sex and I have rape fantasies that I write in my diary as idle works of fiction to keep me busy while the girls are at play. My collection of stories is become quite extensive and it runs the gamut from abduction to gothic-style bondage. It's all stories about places and men I've never seen or met and I write it all as if it really happened. And it's all just fantasy. My only boyfriend clumsily made love to me a few times before he went off to the Army and then I ended up in England. His lovemaking was brief and as soon as he'd fill the requisite condom he'd pull out of me and then go watch TV. My sex life was as boring as I was. My stories are far more exciting than I am. Anyways; On certain days of the week I would bring the girls home from the park and we'd find Mr. Edwards home early. One day we came home and he was flushed and out of breath and he gave me the strangest stare, as if there was something on his mind. By the way, this was unusual for such a composed man as Mr. Edwards. Imagine a forty-year-old man with the appearance of Tom Selleck and the demeanor of Laurence Olivier and you'll have Mr. Edwards. Well, after I got the girls settled down for dinner I went back to my cottage and noticed that some of my diaries were out of order on the bookshelves. I thought nothing of it and just wrote it off to one of the maids being in to dust. The maids are all illiterate Bangladeshi girls so I didn't worry about them ever reading my stories. My daily routine never varied for the next three months and then one day Mrs. Edwards tells me of her upcoming trip to Australia to see some archaeological site where the first British house down under was built. Emily and Rachel were to accompany her on the four-week trip and I was to stay home and keep the house open for Mr. Edwards. The day came that they had to go and I drove them to Heathrow as Mr. Edwards had some important business with someone at 10 Downing Street. Mr. Edwards was very disapproving when I asked him if anyone special lived there. I saw the ladies off at the gate and watched the big jet roll away and get lost in the many planes rolling around the tarmac before I went home. I had to make the dinner as Mrs. Edwards had let the staff off for her holiday, expecting that I would attend to the household chores since I did not have the girls to care for. When Mr. Edwards came home he was a different person from the stoic man I had become so accustomed to over the previous months. He asked me to set out a plate for myself and join him for dinner and then he went on to tell me about his time with the Prime Minister. He was glowing as he told me of how the French finance minister was making arrogant demands about how the PM was handling the American Treasury Secretary and, well, he lost me. I paid very close attention to his tale, said, "Oh, no!" at a few key points, and generally tried to hide my vast ignorance of global finance policy. After dinner we sat in the family room and kept company as the Sky News gave the update on the world and then he flipped to the satellite to watch German news. In the course of all of this he'd poured me a sherry and I never noticed that my glass seemingly had no bottom. He was so accomplished that I never noticed him refilling the glass over and over through the night. By 10pm I was quite drunk and I fell asleep, or passed out if you wish, on the plush sofa. * * * It was the tingling in my hands that woke me up. My hands were painfully tingling and I woke up from my fog to move them and they didn't budge. Then I woke fully out of fear. I tried to scream and found my mouth blocked with a very solid rubber ball that was held in place with some sort of harness over my head. My hands were tied to the legs of what appeared to be a four-legged sawhorse-type of thing with a comforter draped over it. My ankles were securely tied to the other two legs of the sawhorse. "I was wondering when you would wake up, pet." I tried to turn and see Mr. Edwards but he was behind me. "You have had a very exciting life, haven't you, Renee?" The caress of his hand on my bare bottom made me realize I was naked and I struggled to break free and hide myself. "No, I don't think you'll get out of those cuffs, pet. Remember your time in San Francisco with Steven? I got the idea from your diary and had the carpenter make it to your specifications. You do like it, don't you?" I tried to scream again. "That's nice, pet. You scream just like you like to." He walked around to where I could see him and he cradled my head in my hands to look me in the eye. His dressing gown was loose and I could see that he had nothing on underneath it. "Mrs. Edwards and I have about the most boring sex in the whole world and I had given up on sex until you came along. Do you know I've wanted you since you first interviewed? I never thought we'd have this chance but then I read your diary and realized this is what you like. I should think that maybe I will like it, too." As he stood up and let my head down I saw the gown fall at his feet. I screamed and struggled as he went around behind me. I was now acutely aware of how vulnerable I was. SLAP!! SLAP!! SLAP!! I shrieked with the pain as he slapped my upturned and naked asscheeks. "Did you like that, pet? Or maybe I should go get a whip?" I screamed again just thinking about it. "No, I didn't think you'd want to go that far." I froze as his hands wandered over my body. His fingers wandered across my every curve, exploring every inch of my body. He touched the inner curves of my ears, the spaces between each of my fingers and toes, the backs of my knees, and even my elbows. It was disturbingly erotic how he teased me in my helplessness by touching me everywhere else n my body but my private places. His caresses evolved into a massage and I felt myself relax at his persistent touch. I can't say how long this went on, maybe an hour, maybe more. He lulled me almost back to sleep and when I finally felt his hands come under me to hold my breasts I didn't complain. He knelt behind me and I could feel his hot breath on my opened pussy as I wondered what he was doing. His first tentative lick of my pussy was also the first time a man had touched me there with his mouth. The feeling was heady and electric as he crossed another barrier between us and dove his raspy tongue into me. His hands came up to my hips as I involuntarily arched my back. "Yessss," he whispered, "That's a good girl." His searching tongue found my button and was soon swirling a feverish dance about it. I couldn't help the feelings he was causing in me and an occasional moan escaped me, as it seemed he probed my soul with his mouth. His mastery of my body was completed as I felt the powerful release building in my belly and I surrendered a wail of pleasure as the warm, glowing pleasure radiated through my unwilling form. I had thought he would stop as my pleasure crested but he redoubled his ministrations and drew an unknown pleasure from my body. He truly knew me better than I did as his tongue worked it's magic and a force more powerful than any I'd ever known burst through me. I fell completely limp and totally spent as I tried to regain my senses. I'd never experienced anything so powerful in my life! "You liked that, didn't you? I knew you would." I was so far gone it was like I wasn't even in my body anymore. I felt him undo my restraints and then found myself utterly helpless as he picked me up and set me in a hanging chair. First he secured my wrists over my head and then he lewdly spread my legs and I found my knees and ankles tied to the strange chair. "My wife has her own ideas about birthing a child and this chair was where she gave birth to Rachel. After Rachel was born I'd always wanted to make a baby in this chair but my wife has decided that she has had her last child. May haps you and I shall get lucky, what do you say?" I screamed. I know this is a little repetitive, but I could hardly say anything else. "You didn't complain a few moments ago," he punctuated this moment by abruptly slipping a finger into my damp pussy, "and I would say that you really aren't complaining now, either." For the first time he moved to where I could see his cock. It was only the second cock I'd seen in my life and while it was not as thick as the first one, it seemed impossibly long in comparison. Mr. Edwards saw me staring and he took it in his hand. "You like this, do you?" He moved closer to my exposed pussy. "Maybe we should see what you think after I get done." I bucked and screamed like crazy as he came closer still and he took me by the hips to steady me. I was terrified as I watched him touch it to my waiting pussy. He obscenely rubbed the head through my pussy lips until the head was glistening with the result of my recent pleasures. "Do you think I'll get it all the way in?" He chuckled and I fell silent as his cockhead slipped between my labia and began to probe my depths. It was like watching the part of a horror movie that you dread to see yet you can't pull your eyes away. I so desperately wanted him to stop, but I was so fascinated with the miracle of his cock disappearing into me that I couldn't stop to complain. I had never seen a cock enter my body before and I was on a kind of sensory overload as I felt him go deeper and deeper into me and I watched him feed more and more of it into me. "You do love it, don't you?" He was looking at me with an almost pleading look, as if he needed my approval. I cannot believe what I did next. I nodded my consent and he closed his eyes and took me gently by the hips. His cock began its' first withdrawal, a slow movement back until his cockhead was free of me. His eyes opened and we both looked down at our bodies as we met again and our mating renewed. He continued this practice, pulling out of me and running himself back in, several times until I found myself in disbelief as the entire length burrowed into me, touching the very end of my sex, completing the defloration my boyfriend was not equipped for. Then, gently, he began a steady rocking rhythm, his cock staying deeply inside of me while he fucked me in earnest. I felt the unmistakable warmth of the pleasure rising in my groin with each passing stroke of his cock. "You're getting off?" He seemed surprised. Again I nodded. He responded with a crushing thrust into me and I felt the steely tang in my mouth as his cock met my cervix. I exploded and my lover continued his pounding of me until my pussy gave up its contractions of joy. "There now, that was good for you." I opened my eyes to look at him and found his eyes shut as he now worked on his own release. Helpless, I sat there in the chair as he fucked me so beautifully. All I could do was watch as he ground into me. His hands seized my ass and drew me against him with a grunt. He held my ass out of the chair as he completed our mating. His head went back and he drew a breath. I sear I felt the contractions of his cock all along its glorious length as it splashed his sticky come into my waiting womb. I couldn't believe the man as he kept thrusting at me, trying to get his spurting cock ever deeper into my body. He laid his head against my shoulder as the storm of his release settled and gave me little thrusts here and there. I amazed at the feeling of his throbbing cockmeat in my body, spewing sperm into my raped body. Oddly, though, it didn't feel like I'd expect rape should feel. I wanted this, I realized. I had actually needed this. My ardor was clear to him when I felt his cock swell up in me again and our mating began anew. * * * When Mr. Edwards finally pulled himself from my body I was sore, tired, and emotionally wasted. His limp cock fell out of me and his white gooey sperm dripped audibly on the carpet. He sat back to admire his handiwork and smiled. * * * It's now a week later and I have no idea what the future holds for me. What Mrs. Edwards might do if this comes out is unknown to me, too. For now I'm content to be the object of Mr. Edwards' desires and to let him have me anytime, anyway he wants. One thing I do know for sure: my diary has true stories in it now. All Tied Up By My Master ((Author's Note: This is a writing from my previous account which had to be closed due to personal issues. So please enjoy and leave me some feedback please as my reader's opinions and critiques matter to me.)) * I stand in the middle of the room. my wrists are cuffed above my head and spread outward. my ankles are spread apart by a spreader bar connected to leather cuffs. I know I am facing a wall but I cannot see anything as I have a snug silky blindfold over my eyes. I am naked all except for the cuffs around my wrists and ankles and the collar around my neck and the soft black fishnet stockings I wear with a lacy black garter belt. The rest of me is bare to you but I think you like the stockings as much as I love to wear them. I know you are near. I can smell the scent of Axe bath wash mixed with your masculine scent. its a smell I know by heart and love. I hear you behind me. you take a step towards me. I have no idea what you are going to do but I know I will enjoy it and the anticipation is running high through my veins. then I feel the very soft tickle of something fuzzy against my back. I recognize it immediately. it is a bunny mitt, a very soft fuzzy mitt used to calm and soothe. its also a tease considering you know that I am craving the sting of a flogger or the bit of a crop. Feeling the soft mitt against my cool skin I breathe deeply as I relax against my restraint though I continue to finger the cold chain above my wrists that keeps me in place. The soft mitt travels down my back and across my ass leaving a trail of sensual sensation in its wake. Just as I feel it start to travel down my left thigh, my breath hitches as I feel the sharp bite of your other hand landing across my right ass cheek. Sucking in breath between my teeth I fight to be still as I his a moan at the tendrils of pain slithering up my body. Oh yeah that is what I want. Feeling the mitt leave my leg and body all together I feel you leave your hand over the spot you swatted on my ass as it burns under your palm. You step closer to me and I feel your body press against my back as your lips gently press against the left side of my neck. My hair has been pulled into a pony tail so it is out of the way and gives you full access to my tender flesh. Moving my head instinctively t the side to allow you more room, I feel your hand move from my ass to grab my ponytail to pull my head back and hold me in place. I feel your grin against my neck as I inhale sharply at the sudden action and then let a soft breathy moan. "I would advise you keep silent and still." I hear your deep cryptic words breathed against my neck sending shivers coursing through out me. "Yes Sir." I reply in a husky soft voice as I remain still and allow you to do as you wish to me. I have no need to ask what will happen if I am not quiet and still for I know you will gag me and then tie me down so that I cant move a single muscle. Though the thought is not bad as it is actually arousing but I will not push you tonight if I can help it. I want to be good tonight for you. Feeling your hand keep my hair pulled tightly, you graze your teeth against my neck. I instinctively go to gasp and stop myself as I bite down on my bottom lip to silence it. Feeling your teeth retreat your grin returns against my skin. That grin tells me so much. You are enjoying this as much as me and you will push me tonight as far as you can. With one last gentle kiss against my neck, I feel you withdrawal from me and let go of me completely. As soon as you step away I fight back a whimper at the absence of your warm hard body against me. Being still I listen as intently as I can. You step farther away from me to the table where you have laid out all of the toys you have chosen for us tonight. This time I know none of what you have chosen as you blindfolded me and restrained me before getting them out. However I love a good surprise and tonight is proving to be full of them. Just as that thought fades in my mind, I a slight movement from the table. You have chosen the next toy. Feeling anxious I listen as you walk back to me. "Lets see if you can guess which toy this is my little slut." I hear you say as I then feel the hard thud of a flogger against my shoulders. With a soft purr you land its soft yet heavy falls against my back and then my ass over and over again. Some hits are hard while others are a soft tender kiss against my flesh. It takes me only a few hits to recognize it. I whisper that it is the purple suede flogger as I revel in the feel of the sensual assault on my body. The suede flogger is always a nice warm up flogger as we both know. Though it is not my favorite as you well know. However I do not know if I will get my favorite tonight as I have not seen your selection. After several more thuds across my back and ass, making my skin start to glow in a light warm pink I hear your smile in your words, my favorite words. "Good girl." I am thrilled to no end and yet we have just started. I hear you retreat once again and then I hear a rustle of toys on the table. I think you are trying to confuse me, did you just grab two toys? Or was it three? Maybe you are just trying to trick me by moving toys around to make me shudder and shiver. I am unsure until I then hear your foot steps draw closer. A light sting graces my left ass cheek followed by a heavier thud against my shoulders. Oh yes you do have two toys this time. I shiver and cant help the soft moan that escapes my lips as you alternate now between mild to sharp stings of one toy on my upper back and my ass and the moderately heavy thuds. I feel myself already starting to drift into the sweet bliss that our play takes me too. Quickly I try to concentrate on which toys you have in you hands but as I think I have them, you stop the blows upon my body. I hear a rustle of something, cloth like maybe leather.... oh god yes leather... the thought drifts off as I let a gasped moan at the feel of metal teeth of a vampire glove move over my shoulders then down my back and across my ass then back again. I hiss as I feel myself becoming so wet from the play so far. "Hush..." I hear you whisper into my ear as you lean forward while letting the glove travel down my spine one last time. I try to do as told but as I do I feel your teeth graze and nip my ear lobe. Another moan escapes me. I hear your deep chuckle against my ear as you pull away again. I hear you take a few steps back then before I expect it I feel the sting on my back again. With each lash of the cat o nine tails and then the thud of the heavier suede flogger. Together it is the perfect symphony of sting and thud mixed to drive me insane and make me want so much more. For several minutes you rain down mixed blows against my body. Each strike different and each one unpredictable. Biting my lip I try to be as quiet as possible as I purr lightly in loving the sensations spreading over my body. Far too soon for me, the rain of blows stops and I feel a moment of anticipation until I once again feel the grazing of the vampire glove over my heated skin. You take your time, moving the glove in slow rhythmic motions over me as you let me cool down only slightly. Just as I start to get used to this new sensation you pull away once more. This time I do whimper. I cant help it as I gradually fall further and further into the abyss of pleasure. I hear you tsk behind me at my whimper and I know I am in trouble now. Without a word you return to me but then time you step in front of me. I know this not only by the sound of your foot steps but because I feel your breath on my face as you tell me to open my mouth. Without a word I do as I am told and open my mouth wide only to feel you slip the rubber ball of the gag into my mouth. You tighten and secure the straps around my head and I know you are up to something sinister. You retreat once more and I begin to worry ever so slightly as I try to think of what you are up to. I do not have to wait long as I hear the rattle of chain as you return. Oh hell, not that, surely I am wrong. I feel your fingers move up to brush against my nipple lightly just before you take my let nipple between your fingers an pinch it hard. I whimper through the gag as you pull it and roll it between your fingers. Oh god you are going to do what I think you are. Shivering at the pain as you finally let o of my nipple, I feel the cold metal of the clover clamp bite into my left nipple. I half whimper have moan at the mixed sensation as you move to my right nipple to repeat the action once the left is secured into place. Once both clamps are in place, I feel you brush your tongue over my hardened nipple in the vice like clamp. I cant help but to try to press into you wanting more. As I do, I feel you pull away and then I feel the sharp sting of your hand against my left thigh. I yelp into the gag and squirm a bit. I wasn't expecting that reaction which you knew as I can hear the grin in your voice as you once again tell me to be still. I take a deep breath through my nose and try to recenter my being. I don't want to be bad. I have to be still. I keep reminding myself in my mind as I await what you will do next. The chain between the two nipple clamps rubs against my chest and momentarily it catches my attention. A mistake I realize as I now feel you run a finger along my clit. Taking it between your fingers you tease it and make it hard as well. I know only part of your plan now as I feel the clip being put on my clit. I whimper and mistakenly on my part I wiggle. I gasp through the gag as I realize you have not only chained my nipples together but that same chain is connected to the one on my clit as well. I hear your wicked amused chuckle as I feel you run the top of the chain to the ring on my collar. Now the slightest movement I make will pull and tug on all three areas. I cant help but to tighten my grip on the chains holding my wrists in place as I breath deeply through my nose and try to be still and save myself some pain. Granted I love this and you know it but I also know that if I succumb to it too soon that the play will end sooner than I really want it to. Trying to hold myself back as my emotions war with my body, I listen as best as I can. You have left me again. I hear you behind me once more. You have already chosen your toy of choice and are headed back to me. I have to wonder what it is you will do to me now but I don't have to wait long. Arching my back and rendering a whimpering moan from me as I move in response, I feel the tip of cane run down my spine and along the crack of my ass. Oh yes I want that. I love the sting of a cane. Oh please stop teasing me with it, I want to beg for it so badly. Enjoying my torment you take your time to retrace your path back up my spine with it. You chuckle once more, a deep rumble of sinister promise filling the air making me draw closer to the edge. I am already climbing so high on the tides of pleasure mixed with pain. You will surely push me to my limit this time. Its a thought that both frightens me and thrills me. As the ban then finishes one more pass down my back in such an agonizing tease, I finally feel what I want so badly. The sharp sting of the cane across my ass. Oh yes! My heart sings as I tremble, sending even more waves of stinging pain over me as I pull on the chain to the clamps. Another strike kisses my ass and then another and another. Then you move to place a few on my back that are only slightly lighter than the ones on my ass. All too soon you are alternating strikes of the cane to my ass and back as I writhe in pleasure and pain. I cant help but to wiggle and pull on not only the clamps but the chains of the cuffs as well while I moan deeply into the gag, not caring anymore on being silent or still. I know you don't mind it though as you rain several more strikes to my body before stopping. As you walk away, my body continues to burn and sting. Its a wonderful feeling which leaves me dripping with arousal. This time I do not wonder what you are going to do next. I have found my happy place. It is within my grasp. I know I cannot cum til you allow it as I cannot even beg through the gag but the sensations caressing my body is enough to sate me for now and spur me on further. I am sure my back in a nice bright red by now. It feels hot even to me. However you are not done yet. Minutes later I feel the heavy thud of the rubber latigo flogger across my back. I purr into the gag as I feel the need to arch into it but resist it. Staying still as I can I enjoy every blow to my already sensitive back and ass from this heavy flogger. Oh it feel so great and makes my skin burn even more than it already was. But I know I am reaching my limit. I don't want to stop but I know soon I will have to. Testing my resistance to the blows I endure just a little more. Just as I have decided I cant take anymore and I feel my body tense in recognition of reaching my final limit, the blows stop. I relax only after a few minutes have passed and I feel you return with the bunny mitt. I know that you read my body and knew I had all that I could take before I had to tell you. I love how well you know me. I hiss through the gag at its softness as it glides over my heated flesh. Leaning close, I feel your lips press gently against the top of my shoulder. "Good girl," I hear you whisper against me as I relax into you. I feel your free arm snake around my waist to give me more reassurance and comfort. For several minutes I simply breath deeply as you rub me down with the soft mitt and trail soft kisses over my shoulders, neck, and upper back. Oh I love what you do to me, its better than anything in this world. As my breathing returns to normal, I feel the mitt being pulled away and feel you move away slightly. Its then I feel you being to release my ankles from the cuffs and spreader bar. I must ad mitt its nice to have that little bit of freedom back but in the same token I now realize how tired though alive my body feels. Once my ankles are free and I am able to stand with my legs more together than before, I feel your arm return around my waist. I relax against you once more as I feel you remove the clamps on my nipples and clit and toss then over to the table that isn't too far away. The sensations of the clamps being taken off makes me shudder yet again. My body is still singing with so many feelings that its hard to discern anything other than the need. The need to be as close to you as I can get. It is now that I feel you reach up to release my wrists from the cuffs one at a time. All the while you hold me to you and help to center my weight. My arms feel much more tired now that they are free but I know we are not done yet. Curling my arms around myself as I feel your arms surround me, I revel in the feeling of having you hold me. I love when you hold me and pet me and show me you cherish me. A moment later you move me to the bed and lay me down on my back. The soft cool sheets feel so good. You retreat once again and I hear the rustle of clothing as you undress then return to me. With me sitting up just slightly, you remove the blindfold and gag. I blink a few times to get my eyes to adjust as I then look up at you and smile as you move over me, straddling me. You smirk down at me once more. I love that mischievous smirk of yours. But what I love more is the feel of those lips on mine. Its an urge I know not to give into. However you already know what I want. Bending to kiss me I moan at the taste of you as our lips meet. The kiss is quickly deepened from being a gentle loving kiss to a hungry carnal purge of my senses. I feel your hands now move to my wrists and capture them above my head once more. Pulling away, you grin once more. You are as breathless from the kiss as I am and I love it. "Now its time for you to give me pleasure," you grin wickedly once more as I fight the urge to roll my eyes at your words as I know you enjoy beating me and giving me pain as much as I love receiving it. Now is not the time to let the brat out. That would get me in more trouble that I want right now. Smiling up at you instead I purr a husky "Yes! Please..." As I realize how needy I am as well. Feeling your weight shift, you move to part my legs with your knee as you settle between my thighs. Our hard length pressing against me, I am so eager to feel you inside of me. With one deep hard thrust, you fill me completely. I cry out in sheer pleasure as you lean up still holding my wrists with one of you strong hands. With a almost savage groan you pull back only to bury your hard length back into me. I know I will not last long at this pace. My body is already strung taut from the clamps and the cane and flogging. Over and over again you thrust hard and deep inside of me making me cry out each time. I feel my climax rise fast but I hold myself back. I wont be bad and I wont let this end so soon. I am determined now and I endure your rough loving of my body. I tense as I fight my orgasm and I know immediately that you know what I am up to. With that evil grin of yours, move your free hand down to pinch and twist my tender right nipple. I cry out and whimper as I am now warring with myself. It takes every fiber of my being to not explode in pleasure. You are enjoying this too much I think. But just as I think I will succumb to my body, I hear your husky voice whisper to me as you lean down against me. Your lips brush mine briefly. "Cum with me!" You order of me. Those three little words are music to my ears as I explode around you just as you thrust hard and as deep as you can into me. You growl in pleasure as I cry out in pure bliss. It takes several minutes for me to return to the world around me as my breathing finally calms. Withdrawing from me, you move to lay beside me and pull me into your arms. I smile happily as I curl into you. As you kiss my forehead and whisper you love me, I lay my head to your chest hugging you as I whisper how much I love you as well as sleep soon carries us both away. All Tied Up For Christmas Are you kidding me? Laying my horn as hard as I can. Trapped on the highway on Christmas Eve. I can't be late. Christmas Eve with my family is the family event of the year. We are all together for one evening. It's my dads side of the family and we are small, I only have 3 cousins, and I'm the youngest by 6 years. I bought a new little black satin dress, strapless, short and form fitting to all my curves, but still somewhat appropriate for a family get together. I'm so short (5'3") I had to buy incredible uncomfortable 4 inch high heel shoes so I am at a decent height for pictures, everyone is so tall on this side of the family. Even my 84 year old grandfather still stands 6 foot with military posture. I'm driving into the city. I had to give my class their final exam yesterday. I am a college professor at a private college teaching introduction to opera and I have my own voice studio, teaching music students proper form in voice. The music field is cut throat, especially for female singers. Luckily, not only do I have an amazing voice and am an incredible musician, my smile, short skirts and revealing tops have gotten me far. I work hard and love my students and now that I've gotten this position I no longer have to play the hot chick card. I'm going alone to another family Christmas. It wouldn't bother me as much if my sister didn't always have a new boyfriend. But she always does. I really like her latest, Rick. He's very funny. He looks rough, with several tattoos and a couple piercings. And he always has a worn leather jacket on. I have never seen him take it off. He was over a couple times now for family dinners. My sis is a serial dater, so he won't be around much longer. She gets bored so easily. I know he's caught me checking him out a couple times. But he has never said anything. I've never been one to "stare" but he even has a nice bulge in his jeans. God, I need to get laid soon. So I finally get to my aunts for our traditional Christmas Eve. I hug and say hello to everyone. I wave to my sis and Rick from across the room. She looks pissed at him for something. But he doesn't seem to be too concerned. As the evening went on we had dinner, passed out a few gifts and most of the family left. My parents, aunt, uncle, sister and her sexy boyfriend(who she barely talked to the whole night). Later in the evening filled with small talk I got a head ache and excused myself to the guest bedroom where I closed the door to lie down until the aspin kicked in. It was dark and felt so good. I set the alarm on my cell phone just in case I dosed off, I wouldn't miss the whole evening. As I set on the bed I ran my hands over the soft skirt of my dress disappointed in myself. Not really in anything, just in general. Sucking it up, I swung my feet up on the large 4 post bed my aunt has in the perfectly decorated guest bedroom. As I lay there I hear the door. I open my eyes and see nothing, it must have been the bathroom door in the hallway. But as I open my eyes a second time I see a shadow standing infront of me. I try to focus my eyes but can't. The shadow is a man, but not familiar. He takes off his leather jacket and tosses it on the floor. As I'm about ask something rough hand presses itself against my mouth. He climbs onto the large bed and knees infront of me, situating himself between my spread legs. He removed his hand from my mouth and leans back. He then, moves his rough, warm hands up my soft legs to my silk panties. I feel a thick finger press against my panties separating my lips. He quickly removes his finger, grabs my wrists pulling me up so my face is inches from is face. He reached behind me, unzips my dress just a little and pulls my dress over my head throwing it somewhere in the dark room. As I reach for the zipper of his worn jeans he stops me by guiding me back to lying on the bed. I see his faint shadow in front of me do something. He then grabs both my wrists again, this time raises them above my head and wraps his leather belt around them rather tightly. I am now lying with my hand tied together above my head in nothing but my panties and lace bra. I can see his shadow undressing, not hurried at all. He takes his time. He gets back onto the bed and lowers himself on to me. His hard cock is pressing against my panties, he's not trying to penetrate, but teasing my clit. I lie there helpless, but not scared, knowing all I'd have to do is yell, and someone would be here. He is feeling my body with his hands, stroking my curvy sides and running the side of his face against my stomach. His hands find my tits and he pulls down the cups of my lace bra and hold one in each hand. I can still feel him teasing me down below, my panties are wet all the way through. Once he is done getting familiar with my body he pulls my panties down and forces himself deep into me. He moans in surprise. I haven't had sex in awhile, so I'm probably very tight. Defiantly tighter than my sister has ever been. He thrusts himself into me harder as he gets going. He is digging his hands into my thighs as me must be getting closer because the thrusts are getting slower and deeper. At once he stops, pulls out and backs away from my body. I open my eyes and don't see him. My body needs to finish, I need to finish. I turn my head to look and with out warning I feel him wrap his hand around the length of my hair and pull tight. He turns me on my side, with his hard cock in his hand I take him in my mouth. His cock is so smooth and thick. He's still holding my hair and showing me the rhythm he wants. I just lie there and enjoy his smooth cock. He's being gentle, but still showing me he's in charge. Then, a hot eruption into my throat. He loosens his grip on my hair to enjoy it. After a minute or so he lets go of my hair and comes back to the bed. He spreads my legs again and begins to lick my pussy. He spreads my ass cheeks as he's licking to let me feel his tongue go deeper inside me. I close my eyes again and rock my hips as he pleasures me. I finish and let out a loud gasp. He continues for another minute then sits up. He dresses himself as I lie on the bed enjoying the end of the orgasm. He unwraps the belt from my wrists and adjusts my bra. He finds my dress in the corner and dresses me. He then finds my fragrant panties and speaks his first words. "Can I keep these?" I nod. Before he stands to leave the room, he gently folds them then puts them in an inner chest pocket of his jacket. A few minutes later I follow to rejoin my family in the living room. We don't speak that night. Jess breaks up with him a few days later. And even though I will never tell her, she gave me the best Christmas present that year! All Tied Up...Sort Of It's been three weeks now since I made my last diary entry and things had been pretty normal. Mr. Edwards went back to treating me as just another one of the hired help and I found myself doubting if he had ever raped me at all. My period came as usual a few days after he blackmailed me and raped me so at least I wasn't pregnant. I made an effort to get out of the house to get on birth control pills, just in case, but I was always with the girls and how would I explain that to them? This morning I had my mid-cramps as I call them. That's when I ovulate. It's painful enough for me to think of it as a mini-period, but it only ever lasts about an hour and then it's over. After I got dressed I got the girls out to music class and then started my chores followed by planting the order of flowers that came in from the nursery. I ended up getting pretty filthy and I was actually relieved when Mr. Edwards called to say that he had picked up the girls at the school and was dropping them at a friends house for the night. He added that he had a flight to catch and that I should take the rest of the day off. It was unusually generous of him, but I didn't dare question my good fortune. I spent the next two hours finishing my work in the flower beds and then I headed to my cottage for a well-earned hot shower. I left my dirty garden shoes at the door to my little mudroom and I dropped my clothes in a neat little pile just inside the door. My toes luxuriated in the plush carpet as I walked naked to my bathroom. A few minutes later found me in utter rapture as the warm water soothed my sore body and washed the earth from my skin. I lathered up and then decided to go ahead and be a little feminine as I shaved my legs for the first time in a few weeks. I sat on the shower floor thoughtlessly wrapped up in watching the blade turn stubbly skin into smooth skin. Satisfied with my legs I stood up and washed my hair and followed that up with a liberal dash of conditioner. At this point I shut off the water and popped open my baby oil to moisturize. "Clink!" went the bottle and I poured the soothing oil on my body. I massaged myself all over, even between my toes, until I was a glorious and sopping mess of conditioner and baby oil. It was wonderful! I massaged my scalp a bit more and then figured that it was time to turn on the water and rinse off all this mess. The water came on and was soon set to just the right temperature. In a few minutes I would be a completely new woman with a fresh outlook on the evening. Maybe I'd head into town and see about a movie? Yes, that's what I'd do, a movie would be great. "Oh, yes." I screamed out of absolute fright as I heard Mr. Edwards behind me. "Get the FUCK out of here now you goddamned bastard or I'll..." My head spun from what had to be the most solid slap I'd ever taken. I fell to the floor of the shower in a daze, my senses just blown by the sudden assault. "Come on, get up you git, you'll not pass out on me now." He stood me up and leaned me against the cold tile. The shock of the cold helped me get my bearings and the blackness began to fade from my sight. "Clink!" I couldn't quite make sense of the sound when Mr. Edwards pulled me tight against him. "Ohhh, I have been waiting for this! You didn't think I forgot about you, now did you pet?" His cock nestled between the globes of my ass and I felt him rut at me. A chill ran over me as I feared he was going to do what English men are notorious for. "Mmmm, pet, I love goosebumps, did I ever tell you that?" His hands ran over my slickened body, inadvertently massaging my baby oil into my skin. I stood there silent, fearing another slap, as his hands explored me. Our silent dance went on for several minutes as he continued his molestation. Finally, his hands met on my breasts and then followed down my sides until he firmly held my hips. I was just starting to wonder what the hell this was all about when I realized what he had done with my baby oil. "Ohmigod!!" I gasped as his oiled cock slid up my pussy in one stroke. The sudden intrusion was more shocking than my first rape since this came without any warning at all. His left arm wrapped across my chest and his right arm came across my belly to clamp me to him as his cock plowed my depths. I was just stunned for a moment as he fucked me and then I realized what had happened today. "No! You've gotta stop! I can't, no WE can't!" I exploded in tears and began to struggle with him and was rewarded when his cock slipped from me and he turned me around to face him. The world went completely black with the force of his second slap. He had me pinned up against the tile when I came to, my breasts squeezed flat on the white ceramic. My feet weren't touching the floor. His breathing was mixed with moans and then my awareness included his firm cock pistoning deep into me. He seized me round the belly and I started crying again as I felt his cock swell up inside of me. I almost tried to fight him again but found it pointless as he caught his breath and hugged me tight. The bastard. Time seemed to slow down for me and I swear I felt his cock ripple inside of me. The first wave began in the base of his cock and it swelled past my pussy lips and up into my body where the shot of cum splashed hard against my cervix. The futility of fighting overcame me and I stood there stupidly as Mr. Edwards' pumped his cum into me. His vibrant, potent, sperm-laden cum. Into my fertile body. And then he was gone. The water was starting to get cold so I went into practical mode and washed out the conditioner, soaped off the baby oil and cum, and then dried off. I sat up in bed for at least an hour wondering if maybe jail wouldn't be so bad after all. All Tied Up With Lasting Love Dazed and somewhat confused, Samantha looked about her room. She felt the tightness of the ropes holding her to the bed. Dressed in a black satin bra and underwear set, she plays over the events of the previous night in her mind. Who was that man? Was I drunk? What did we do? Suddenly her thoughts are interrupted by a small knock on the door. "Awake, Sam?" It was Alan. "What the hell ..." Samantha mumbled as Alan entered the room with 2 glasses of champagne. He set them down on the bedside table and turned to her. "Feeling alright? After all the screaming you did last night, I'd think you couldn't talk this morning," he said with a cocky smirk on his face. Samantha just looked at him. "I don't remember last night. How did I get here. Al, what the fuck is going on?" She was pissed now. Alan was a very handsome man. Dressed in his silk black dress shirt and black leather pants, even Samantha had to admit he looked gorgeous. But she would never say anything about it. But now, staring at him as he removed his shirt and pants, staring at the rock-hard body, she couldn't help but want him. To feel him, to taste him, to fuck him, ... "Sam, last night you were so drunk. It was amusing. We left the party last night and you wanted to come back here because you said your apartment is so lonely these days. We came in here and one thing kinda led to another and now ..." He trailed off. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her voluptuous body. Those breasts, those nice, firm breasts, ... Without another word, Alan, completely naked now, climbed onto the bed and knelt between her spread legs. All Samantha could do was look at him. She was so angry, but at the same time she wanted him inside her. So badly ... "Why am I tied to the bed?" she asked him as he stared down at her. "You're a very sensual and VERY kinky person, Samantha. Last night, you did things to me that I never dreamed possible. I never thought of you as much of the bondage type, but damn woman ..." It was true. Samantha loved bondage. Being tied up made the animal in her come alive. Suddenly, she remembered what had happened between them last night. A night of heat and passion, of animal lust and exuberance; a night of sweating and screaming; a night of heat. They both felt that there was no need for words. With his expert hands, Alan began to massage her legs. Beginning at the ankles and working his way up to her thighs. Such beautiful, shapely legs, he thought to himself. When he got to her panties, he began to rub the inside of her thighs, pushing his thumbs inside the sides of her panties to tease her. He massaged her legs and her mound until she started pushing her pussy up against him. She wanted him. He loved the sense of power he received. Keeping his hands going in the same motion in the bend of her legs, he bent over her and brushed his teeth across her erect nipples through the lace of her bra. She gasped and arched her back slightly. "God damn you, Alan. Quit teasing me," Samantha managed between moans. His work on her pussy immediately ceased. He wanted to tease her until he himself could take no more. He felt his member getting excited, stirred from its sleep. He felt the 9 inches of manhood growing hard. Not now, he thought to himself. There's so much more to come! Thankful that her panties tied on the sides, he reached his hands up to her breasts and began fondling her. Pinching and twisting her nipples, hearing her gasps and moans of pleasure. He reached down with his teeth and untied the sides of her panties. There it was. That beautiful pussy of hers. He took his fingers and gently played with the folds, feeling how unbelievably wet she was. He then took his cock and slid it up and down her slit, driving her absolutely wild. She began bucking her hips erratically, wanting more. But he placed his hands on her hips and pushed them to the bed. "Not yet." Making sure not to enter her, he laid atop her and positioned his cock between her pussy folds vertically, rubbing her clit. He undid her strapless bra and feverishly began sucking and biting at her right nipple while twisting and massaging the left. She was in ecstasy. Bucking her hips against his, she breathed "Please, Alan ... fuck me. Fuck me hard! I want to feel you in my pussy. Alan, PLEASE fuck me. I want you in me so bad. That big cock ... ooohhhhh." Using both his hands to massage her tits, he reached up and kissed her. So hard her lips bled. That only added to the heat. Finally, Alan could no more take this torture. Leaning back on his knees between her legs, he lifted her les up slightly and plunged his raging-hard 9-inch cock into her. Samantha screamed at the intrusion of her tender pussy. Alan left his member inside her a second for her to become accustomed to it. When her breathing became somewhat normal, he slow started pumping his cock in and out of her. So slowly ... Samantha was bucking her hips and screaming "Fuck me hard God damn it!" Alan was relentless then. He plunged into her as deep as he could go, then began pumping faster. Samantha could feel her thighs bruising, but she didn't care. She was in heaven. Alan continued slamming his cock into her pussy for ten more minutes before he felt that familiar feeling. He knew he was going to cum soon. Seeing those rock-hard nipples and firm tits bouncing back and forth on this blond goddess ... "Sam, I'm going to cum soon," Alan said as he tried to pull out. Somehow in all the movement, the linen ropes that bound Samantha's feet had come lose and she pulled them free, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him to her, taking in all of his 9 inches. "Cum in me, Alan. I want to FEEL you cum in me." With that, Alan began slamming into her cunt as hard as he could, with those full breasts bouncing all over the place. With one final slam, he shot his load into Samantha. "Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned. His moaning set off the orgasm that had been building up in Samantha all this time. She strengthened her grip on him and held him deep inside her, screaming with passion and pleasure, almost crying. It hurt so bad, but felt so good ... After about 10 minutes, they collapsed to the bed. The ropes on her hands had come free by then. Alan lay on his back with Samantha curled up in his arms. He kissed her forehead and said "Sam, can I ask you something?" "Go for it," she breathed, still trying to catch her breath. "Well, this isn't just going to be a once in a while thing is it? I mean, I love you and ..." Samantha covered his mouth with hers in a deep, passionate kiss. The tongues entwined and played together for at least 15 minutes before she broke the kiss. "I love you too, Alan." And with that, she sat up and climbed on top of him. Immediately, Alan was hard again. She smiled coyly and slid his stiffening cock inside her. "Wanna play?" she asked wryly, knowing the answer immediately. And their night of passion continued on. All Tied Up with No Way Out He reached his hand around and covered her mouth. "It will be easier if you don't struggle." He said as she squirmed in his arms. He had been watching her outside of her college classroom every night when she got out of late class. "Please...." She gasped as he fondled her body and she squirmed to get out of his grasp while screaming. He slapped her. "Shut up." He glanced around, nervously, hoping no one had heard. He dragged her small frame to his van. He opened the door, threw her in, and then got in after her. She glanced around. There was a make shift bed of cushions and blankets. And then she saw them. The restraints. She got her bearings and tried to dash to the door as he tackled her down. "Oh no." She thought. She had to get out of here quick. She squirmed and struggled. She tried to poke him in the eye as she learned in her self defense class but she was no match for his strength and her struggle only encouraged him. He pinned her to the ground and kissed her neck. She tried to pull away from him but he pulled her hands over his head. He held them there single handedly as his other hand felt her curves. He rubbed her body and squeezed her nipples. A small gasp escaped her lips. He looked up excitedly as she yanked one of her hands free. He tried to grab it but she was able to slap him hard across his face before he had both hands pinned over her head again. "Oh you little slut- a feisty one aren't you? I am going to take that feisty right out of you. Your pussy is going to pulse all over my cock as you cum against your will." He reached for the restraints with his free hand. She struggled and managed to get free again. She scratched him across his cheeks in an attempt to claw out his eyes. He got one arm in and grabbed the other arm while sticking his hand down her panties. She squirmed harder in another attempt to flee but instead pushed her hips farther into his hand allowing his fingers to go deeper inside her. He finally got her other arm in the restraint. "Oh my sweet, you are so hot." He glanced over her body. He lifted her dress. She had sexy lace tiny panties on. They were red. He couldn't wait to see the back. He flipped her over, twisting her arm in the restraints. "Please..." she cried. "Oh, how could I stop now?" He asked as he glanced at her hot ass, thong stuck way up there, curves for days. He slapped her ass hard. She cried out and his cock pulsed. He leaned over and bit it. It was so firm and soft. She smelled like vanilla. He pulled on her thong and kept biting her ass. She tried to crawl away. He grabbed her legs and pulled her back towards him. "No escape, little slut." He said but then heard something outside. He pulled out a gag and tied it around her mouth. She kicked her legs and he smiled watching her all tied up, helpless. "Sorry little doll. We are going to need to go somewhere a little more private." He got in the drivers seat and drove for awhile. He then pulled up somewhere and parked. "Now, it's time for some fun." His voice was sinister as he gazed once again at her sweet, little body - She had flipped back over onto her back during the ride but her dress was still pulled up to her waist, her red panties so sexy, her legs so long... He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. Her eyes got wide and she tugged on the restraints again. "Do you really think you are going to get out of those? You are not getting out of those until I take you out of those and we are going to have some fun before that happens." Her eyes got wide again when he pulled off his pants to expose his large, hard cock which was standing at full attention and throbbing with anticipation. "Nice one, isn't it?" He crawled on top of her. She kicked her legs and squirmed. He crawled all the way up to her face with her legs kicking behind him. He put his cock up to her mouth. She sealed her mouth tight. "Oh no, little cutie, you are going to open your mouth and you are going to suck this as if it was your favorite activity to do or else I am going to knock every one of those pretty teeth out of your face." Her eyes started to tear up. "Open up." She opened her mouth slowly and reluctantly as he jammed his cock down her throat. She gagged and choked. He pulled it out and laughed then put it back up to her mouth but gently fed it in. "Use your tongue." She reluctantly began to mouth her tongue up and down on the shaft. Each time she went up, she hit that spot and he quivered. He couldn't take the slow tongue action anymore and pounded his cock deep in her mouth. She had a hard time controlling it with her hands above her head so just made a seal around his dick as it banged in and out of her warm, wet mouth. He slowed down again "I am going to put it deep down your throat now so just relax." She began to squirm, her eyes got wide. "Don't worry just relax" and slowly pushed his cock farther and farther into her mouth until he could feel the back of her throat. "Close your mouth around it." He sat there for a moment enjoying the warmth and sensations. He slowly moved it in and out. It was so deep down her throat, he was having a hard time not cumin straight down her throat. "Whoa." He pulled out of her mouth. "Must be careful now." She was breathing heavy lying there, slightly swaying. He reached back, pulled down the lace panties, and touched her pussy to find it dripping wet. '"Oh someone enjoyed that, didn't they?" He stuck one finger inside of her. It was so tight and warm up there. She groaned a little as he stuck a second finger in. He then crawled down her body and pulled her dress all the way over her head on to the restraints behind her. He licked every curve of her body on the way back down - tongue around her nipples, biting the tender soft under curve of her breast, licking her stomach until he got to her perfectly shaved pussy - so small and tight. He licked it and she groaned more. His face moved up and down all over her clitoris and she was starting to cum. He stood up fast and rammed his cock into her with one swift motion. She screamed from the shock of it and cumming all over his cock at the same time. Her pussy pulsed hard and she shot hot cum all over his cock as he banged her hard over and over. It was so hot and wet and tight. He didn't know how much he could take. It was so tight as he came hard deep inside of her while letting out a major grown. He collapsed on top of her and felt her pussy clenching his cock repeatedly and he quivered. He laid there for awhile on top of her and then sat up. "I told you that you would cum all over my cock tonight." She looked away. He tied her mouth gag back on, pulled down her dress, and then got dressed himself. He got into the driver's seat. "Time to take you home." He brought her back to the parking lot he snagged her from and threw her out of the van. Later that night after he drove 3 hours home, he found her red panties as he cleaned out the van and smiled remembering that sweet tight pussy. She stumbled to her car and got in with a large smile. "Ah, until next week," she thought.