0 comments/ 14802 views/ 1 favorites House Call Ch. 01 By: tk5555 Note: The sex toy is described in more detail in the story " Special Delivery" A gentle touch on the cheek woke Fiona from a deep slumber. She glanced at the clock, it read five thirty am. She slowly turned her head, Jade's face came into view. Fiona blinked. As the sleep left her head, the details slowly returned. She remembered Victor telling her the next meeting would be at her place. She remembered the outfit that arrived the previous evening. Jade smiled at her seductively. " I need you sideways on the bed." Fiona lazily stretched across the width of the king sized bed. She felt Jade's fingers drag along her arm, finally seizing her wrist. A supple leather cuff wrapped around Fiona's forearm. Fiona's mind recalled the previous night. The package contained a black silk pajama top. She had slipped it on and buttoned it up. As she fastened the top button the material stretched over her breasts. If Frank had been there, he would have approved. The next item from the box was the most scandalous. It was a G string. Flat nylon straps that all converged on a silver ring in front. The material did not stretch, instead there were flat ring buckles on each hip to adjust the tension. Fiona examined it, trying to determine why Victor had selected such an odd garment. Unable to guess his intentions, she pulled it over her hips. The silver ring rested right above her vagina. The straps were joined in the back by a triangular patch of leather. The last item of clothing was a silk skirt. Fiona was brought back to the present by a firm tug on her arm. Now both her arms were solidly attached to the bed directly above her head, and Jade was moving down to Fiona's leg. As Jade cinched the first restraint around Fiona's ankle, her mind drifted back to the box. The last item was a note instructing her to go to bed with her hair in a single braid using two black hair ties. At the time Fiona thought it was just Victor testing her. She expected to be quizzed about it like all her other homework assignments. A tug on her leg brought Fiona's attention back to her current situation. "It looks like I finished early, Victor's not here yet, " Jade said from out of Fiona's sight. "What ever shall we do until he arrives?" Fiona felt something touch her ribs. It was soft and cool. It move slowly down to her hip, the lifted away. It returned with a biting sting, and traced across her body to her other hip. Fiona realized Jade had the riding crop. The leather tip tapped against her skin, raising goosebumps as it got closer and closer to her breasts. Jade traced a circle around each one of Fiona's erect nipples with . The leather moved easily over the smooth silk of the pajama top. "For me, I'm flattered. I'd show you mine, but Victor said you are not a fan of women," Jade teased. Fiona felt the leather tip slip between her tits, tracing a path back down her body. Jade went down the outside of her leg. She smacked the inside of Fiona's thigh before sliding it back up between her legs, pushing the flimsy skirt out of way. Fiona involuntarily rolled her hips up, pressing her clit against the riding crop. Jade responded by tapping it against the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair just above the G string. Fiona raised her head and looked at Jade. She was still fully dressed. Jade had one hand inside her blouse, caressing her own breast. Her nipples were poking through the material. Fiona's eyes followed the movement of Jade's hand under her clothing. The blouse was unbuttoned enough to show an intriguing amount of cleavage. Fiona thought about her one experience with another woman's breasts, Jade's were much larger than Bobbie's petite A cup breasts. Fiona wondered how different it would feel to have her lips on firm round D cups. The tip of the riding crop pressed against Fiona's cheek as Jade met her stare. "Do you have the ribbon Victor gave you the first night?" Jade asked. "Yes, in the top drawer of the nightstand." "Good, hold this," Jade said as she placed the riding crop in Fiona's mouth. Fiona bit down on the middle of the shaft, the taste and smell of leather was almost overwhelming. Fiona heard Jade open the drawer and fumble through it. The drawer closed and Jade's face entered Fiona's field of view. Jade placed the ribbon on Fiona's forehead, then secured it to the bed so that Fiona could not raise her head. "I found a few other items of interest," Jade whispered to Fiona, " and since I finished my work early, I have some time to play." Jade held something in her fingers. In the dim light it took Fiona a few seconds to realize Jade had the brass nipple clamps. The clamps and Jade's hands disappeared from view. Something smooth and hard rubbed against Fiona's cheek. It was not Jade's hand this time. It was the Dildo that Victor had sent over. It felt so lifelike. The texture of the skin was a perfect copy. It was warm, just like the real thing. The only thing not real was the color, and Fiona could not see it. "You have no idea how happy I am to find this," Jade cooed in Fiona's ear. Fiona thought of the other woman from the first night with Victor. What had Jade been doing with her behind the curtain that made her moan. Was Jade going to do this same thing now? Fiona' body did not seem as concerned. The muscles in her belly began to clinch with anticipation. Jade straddled Fiona and leaned forward, looking at her hungrily. Fiona met her stare. Jade removed the riding crop from Fiona's mouth and placed it on the bed. "You don't know it yet, but you are really going to enjoy this," Jade said with a seductive grin. Fiona felt Jade's fingers unbuttoning her pajama top. As the silky material slipped down her breast, Jade's fingers lightly touched Fiona. The metal on metal sound of the nipple clamps opening and closing reached Fiona's ears. "I think you are ready for these." One at a time the clamps closed on Fiona erect nipples. The metal was cold against her skin. Jade's fingertips caressed Fiona's breasts. Fiona contemplated stopping this. She tried to recall the safe word, but her mind went blank. As Jade's hands slid across her ribs, Fiona struggled to remember the safe word. Her body was not helping her concentrate. Seemingly on their own, Fiona's hips began to move up and down. Jade's touch was electric, causing Fiona to writhe and strain against the straps holding her down. One of Jade's fingers touched the steel ring, pressing it against Fiona warm, wet flesh. All hope and desire of remembering the safe word was gone. Jade had picked up the sex toy and was rubbing it between Fiona's breasts. It was warm and smooth and hard, almost indistinguishable from a real cock. Fiona felt her nipples swell under the brass clamps. The silk ribbon on her forehead prevented her from seeing what Jade was doing, but her other senses were fully aware. Fiona froze as Jade slid a finger between her legs. It easily penetrated the wet, slick skin. After caressing her briefly, Jade's attention turned to the G string. She gently tugged on it. "I think you are ready for this," Jade said as she drug the dildo down Fiona's mostly naked body. "I bet you wondered about the G string. It's also a harness for the toy. I found out it is difficult to control the didlo when things get, uh, athletic," Jade said as she loosened the buckles. The next thing Fiona felt was the handle end of the dildo sliding into her pussy. Her muscles instantly clinched around it, delighting in the feeling of fullness. She felt Jade pull the straps tight again, pushing the toy deeper inside. The shaft of the plastic cock pressed against her clit and a moan escaped her lips. "Victor told me you were not a fan of getting fucked by another woman. He also said you tied a man up and made him suck on your toy cock. If you liked getting a blow job with a toy, you are going to really enjoy fucking with it." Jade whispered in Fiona's ear. Fiona was lay still in stunned silence. Her mind was whirlpool of thoughts. Jade was taking her somewhere she had never even thought about. She was simultaneously shocked and intrigued. Fiona knew it was very unlikely Jade was bluffing. Suddenly Jade was straddling her, still fully dressed. She leaned forward so that her breasts were pressed against Fiona' naked body. Only Jade's blouse separated them. "Someday you will beg me to do this again," Jade said, " I set it to natural, I want to feel it when you come" Then she strapped the didlo remote around Fiona's bicep and tapped it a few times, bringing the toy to life. Fiona looked up at Jade, who was only visible from the waist up. Jade's shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to her breasts. The wet material had turned opaque, and the quarter sized dark spots of Jade's nipples were clearly visible. Fiona felt Jade grab the dildo, pulling it into a vertical position. The muscles in her belly contracted around the device as Jade moved it. The handle was rubbing against Fiona's G spot. Jade raised herself up and Fiona braced herself. Fiona refused to back down from this game of chicken, even though she knew Jade had every intention of going through with it. The dildo slid into Jade almost effortlessly. Fiona felt Jade's weight on her own hips. The sound of Jade's moans reached Fiona's ears. Both Jade's hands were inside her blouse, squeezing her own tits and tugging on her nipples. Fiona wanted to avert her eyes, but her body refuse to comply with her mind's instructions. The gently rocking motion of Jade riding up and down caused the clamps on Fiona's nipples to tug back and forth. Each time Jade went down, the dildo pressed on Fiona's G spot. Each time Jade went up, the bionic cock rubbed on Fiona's clitoris. Fiona watched as Jade's movements became faster and rougher. Her moans grew louder. It was pretty clear she was about to come, and Fiona's body wanted to follow along. Fiona felt her hips slowly thrust upward to meet Jade. She thought of all the times she had ridden a man the way Jade was riding her, and she thrust her hips up again. Fiona could feel the heat and wetness of Jade's orgasm. It was contagious. Jade almost fell forward, pulling her hands off her tits to catch herself. She was leaning over Fiona, hands beside Fiona's head, gasping for breath. "Don't stop," she moaned. Fiona thrust up again. Her body did not want to stop, no matter what she thought. "Harder." Jade whispered Fiona complied,and felt a spasm of pleasure between her legs. "Faster, please, faster," Jade pleaded. Fiona rocked her hips back and forth. She understood now what Jade had said about things getting athletic. Her muscles clenched around the toy and it went in and out of Jade. The straps of the harness bit into her skin. Fiona felt Jade's breasts pressing against her. She could feel Jade's breath on her neck. "You're going to make me come Fiona, Fuck me till I come!" Hearing her own name pushed Fiona over the edge. The orgasm rolled over her. Every sensation was magnified. The feeling of Jade's nipples pressing into her own breasts. The pressure of the clamps on her own nipples. The heat from between Jade's legs. Fiona felt the device begin to pulse wildly as it detected her orgasm. "That's it Fiona, come inside me, fuck me hard!!" With that outburst Jade collapsed beside Fiona. The toy slipped out of her, and rested on Fiona's hip. "You are a great fuck. I knew you would be, " Jade whispered in her ear. Fiona lay in stunned silence, not sure how she felt about what had just happened. It had been an incredible orgasm. Despite her mind's resistance, her body had won out. Fiona felt some someone touch her leg. She opened her eyes and saw Victors shadowy form on the edge of the bed. His arm was extended down, and his fingers were running up her leg. "I see Jade has you ready, and then some," he commented. She imagined he was grinning at the sight of her naked, tied up and with a fake cock strapped to her. She felt Jade climb off the bed. Victor's hand was resting on the inside of her thigh. She strained to raise her head and see what he was doing, but the silk band on her forehead held her back. Victor stepped away from her, and stood at her feet. He wrapped his hands around her foot, gently squeezing it. Fiona relaxed for a moment, enjoying the calm before the storm. She knew Victor was not here just to give her a foot massage. Jade's face appeared above Fiona, framed by tendrils of her hair. She was smiling, occasionally glancing at Victor. Fiona felt Victor climb onto the bed between her legs. Jade's hands pressed against Fiona's ribs, just below her breasts. "You should know," Victor said, " I am here for my pleasure, not yours." Fiona was not sure what to think. She wasn't sure what was pleasing to him, other than taunting her, and pushing her limits. Jade's hands cupped the outside of Fiona's breasts. She felt Victor straddled her waist. The thought of Victor doing what Jade had just done invaded her mind. Fiona went stiff, barely breathing. "I know what you are thinking," Victor chuckled, " and I am thrilled that you have expanded your horizons, but that's not going to happen." Fiona resumed breathing, still wondering what Victor's pleasure would be. Jade's fingers slid up the sides of Fiona's tits. Victor tugged on the clamps, pulling them off. Fiona's nipples were now free to swell up even more. Jade's fingers soon brushed against them. Fiona felt Victor's cock press against her belly. It slid easily on her sweat soaked skin. It felt so smooth. His throbbing penis pushed into her firm breasts. Her nipples were squeezed against Jade's fingers. Fiona looked up and saw Jade intently watching Victor tit fucking her. Fiona strained against the headband again. She wanted to watch Victor too, but all she could see was Jade's face. Victor was beginning to thrust faster. HIs pre-cum was mixing with Fiona's sweat, making her breasts even slicker. His thrusting became faster and rougher. His cock felt so smooth against her wet skin. Just as the head of his cock slipped between her breasts, Victor's orgasm exploded. Fiona felt the hot fluid squirt between her tits and start flowing towards her throat. Victor stopped thrusting. She could feel his dick quivering as his orgasm finished. Victor leaned back. Fiona was sure he was gloating over his conquest of her. Jade leaned forward, lapping at Fiona's breasts, cleaning her up. Fiona found herself aching to feel Jade's tongue swirl around her nipples, but Jade was focused on the task at hand. Jade crawled onto Fiona, pursuing every drop. As she did, her own breasts brushed against Fiona's face Jade was still fully dressed, but her top was so sweat soaked it was almost transparent. Jade's tongue was now below Fiona's tits, and her hands were fumbling with the harness for the dildo. Jade's knees were now below Fiona's arms, putting the two of them into a 69 position. Fiona pressed her head back into the mattress. She could not imagine going down on Jade. One part of her mind tried to rationalize it. She certainly did not complain when any of her male sex partners performed oral sex. In fact, she frequently had her tongue in their mouths seconds after they finished licking her pussy. And she had no problem sucking on a cock that had just fucked her, or one of her friends. For some reason, the thought of 69ing Jade was a bit too much for tonight. As Jade's skirt slipped over her face, Fiona saw Jade's thong. Apparently she had just pulled it aside to fuck Fiona. It was stretched out and soaked, but still present. Slowly Jade withdrew the toy from Fiona, then disappeared into the darkness. Victor's finger ran along Fiona's leg, stopping on her mid thigh. "I'm not done with you yet." Fiona stared into the darkness, waiting to find out what else Victor had for her. She felt it on her ankle. A very light touch. The sensation followed the same path his finger had, but did not stop at her thigh. The feeling spread across her belly, then engulfed her breast. Then it was gone. Victor held up something. A black cylinder with leather tendrils. "It's called a flogger. But this one is special. You will find out how special some other time." Fiona resolved to kick his ass if he starting whipping her with his new toy. He must have sensed her disapproval. "I think you will find this just as exciting as the riding crop. I know better than to cross you Fiona. Frank has not said much to me about you, but he made it clear that I would not like it if I made you angry. I know Frank, he is pretty fearless, and he certainly respects you. I trust you will tell me if my behaviour is unacceptable to you." Fiona relaxed just a bit. Maybe it would not be necessary to kick his ass after all. He seemed quite concerned about making her mad. Victor drug the flogger across her skin, making lazy figure eights around her breasts. The leather gathered into her cleavage as he moved the toy between her breasts. Fiona's hips raised off the bed, as if asking to be included. Victor raised the flogger up, then swung it down, lightly slapping her breasts with the cool leather strips. As it struck her swollen nipples Fiona moaned with pleasure. "So you like that?" Victor asked rhetorically. "Mmmm, yes." He swung the flogger again, this time a little harder. Fiona felt dozens of stings on her breast, and the sound of leather hitting her skin filled her ears. Her hips made another jealous lunge upwards. Victor moved so that he was above her head, leaning over her just as Jade hand. Fiona extended her fingers, trying to touch him. Victor's erection slipped into her hands. As Victor slapped the flogger against her hips, Fiona explored his penis with her fingers. It was already hard again, and smooth. In fact, it was virtually hairless, just like she was. The soft skin covered what felt like a bar of iron. Fiona tried to imagine it between her legs. The flogger landed on her sex, with dozens of tendrils lapping at her pussy. Fiona began to stroke his penis. As her hands reached the tip she rubbed her palm over the head. She could feel the drops of pre-cum leaking out. She increased her efforts. She wanted to see Victor lose control. "That's enough," Victor said, gently brushing his hand against hers. Fiona pressed on, stroking even faster. "Enough," Victor said sternly, standing up. Fiona could not see him. He had withdrawn the flogger. "You clearly still have compliance issues. You need to be punished so you will learn to do what I ask." "Are you going to whip me with that thing?" "No. Hitting you would do no good, and I'm afraid you would kill me in my sleep if I tried anything like that right now. I'm not going to do anything to you. In fact, your punishment is what I am not going to do to you." Fiona lay still, trying to guess what her punishment would be. "Jade, come over here. I want you to crawl up on the bed." Fiona heard Jade approach and climb onto the bed near her feet. . On her hands and knees she crawled up until and her face appeared directly above Fiona. She still had her blouse on. It struck Fiona as odd that Jade was still dressed when she and Victor were both naked. "Move forward a bit more, " Victor instructed. Fiona felt her shift forward. Jade's hands were against Fiona's upper rib cage, and her wrists pressed against the sides of Fiona's breasts. Fiona looked at Jade. She had an odd expression on her face, a combination of sympathy and anticipation. Jade rocked forward, and her expression changed to one of arousal. Fiona realized Victor was fucking Jade. Right in front of her face. Each time Victor thrust his cock into her, Jade's arms rubbed against Fiona's breasts. Each time Fiona watched Jade's tits sway back and forth. Each time Jade let out a quiet moan. The smell of sex, which had permeated the room, became more powerful. Fiona could hear Victor's hips slapping against Jade's ass has he drove his cock into her. Fiona listened to the fucking. Victor thrusting over and over. Fiona tried to look up at Victor, but he head was still tied down by that damn silk strap. Fiona felt her pussy getting wetter and she watch Jade get closer and closer to an orgasm. She wanted to be mad at Victor, but he had made it clear he expected his requests to be complied with . She wanted to be mad at Jade, but instead was getting aroused watching her. House Call Ch. 01 The whole bed was rocking back and forth as Victor slammed his dick into Jade's hot, wet pussy. Jade was gasping for breath like she had just run a race. Finally she cried out, her arms buckled, and she collapsed onto Fiona. Victor thrust a few more time, then Fiona felt a jet of hot liquid splatter onto her vagina. Victor had pulled out of Jade, and was coming on her. It sprayed onto her belly, running into the small patch of hair. The last spurt landed right on her clit. He was giving her a reminder of what might have been, had she listened. Jade recovered, and climbed off the bed. Victor walked around the bed and stood behind Fiona. "You must learn to do what I ask. You will find you enjoy it much more. We are done for now, Jade will release you." He vanished into the dark. First Jade released the leg straps. She removed one of the wrist restraints, but then wrapped the silk ribbon around Fiona in its place. As she did she whispered to her. "You have to learn to trust him. He has a plan, and it is for your benefit. I know what he wanted to do would have been a lot more fun than blindly givng him a hand job". She release the other wrist, and tied it up as well, so that Fiona's hands were tied behind her head. "Can't have you following us. It should only take you a couple minutes to get free," Jade said, " and Victor said I should leave this with you." She placed the riding crop on Fiona's body, resting the handle between her breasts. "He thought it might remind to behave, " she said bending down and giving Fiona a gentle kiss on the lips." See you in my dreams." And like Victor, she vanished into the darkness. Fiona had her hands free in less than a minute, but Victor and Jade were both gone by then. She picked up the riding crop, using the tip to spread Victors cum over her body. She wondered what he had planned on doing. The tip feel between her legs, sending a tingle up her spine. Fiona pressed down, letting the tip spread her lips. She slid it up and down, thinking about Victor. Wondering what it felt like to have his silky smooth cock inside her. Fiona's hips began to move up and down as she thought about his powerful thrusts. Watching Jade had aroused her more than she realized. Fiona quickly reached orgasm, coming all over the riding crop. When she was done, she placed it between the nightstand and bed, pulled the cover over her half naked body and closed her eyes. She thought about the last thing Jade said. Fiona wasn't sure if she should be flattered or creeped out about being the subject of Jade's fantasy. She stretched out on the bed. Frank would be back later in the day, but for now she hand the entire bed to herself. She drifted off to sleep. House Call Ch. 02 Recap: Stripper finds out where Dr.House lives, visits his house and fucks him senseless. Now... ---- His eyes were still closed, and his breathing was laboured. I was still straddling him, and looking down at him in the dim light that washed in from the street, I savoured the rare look of satisfaction that he had allowed to steal across his face. I smiled to myself in the darkness, wondering what emotion his face would reflect when he found out what I was going to do to him. Just then, he opened his eyes and looked languidly at me, drinking in my luscious, naked body for (what he thought was) one last time. When he was done, when he had taken in every inch of visible skin, and many of the fun inches several times over, he made as if to rise. I slid off his now-flaccid cock, and he pointed me in the direction of the bathroom. His motion was so compelling that my feet mindlessly complied, and for one dreadful moment I thought all was lost. I fought the feeling with all I had, and resolutely turned back to face him. Smiling, I said "By the way, the deal includes a free massage..." For one split second I thought he looked self-conscious, awkward even, but it was gone before I could really make sure. The brazen confidence was back in place and he rejoined with "By the way, then, I'd love that..." He switched on the bedside lamp, and with the help of its light I found my handbag, (which I had unceremoniously dumped on the floor earlier) opened it, and pulled out a bottle of massage oil and some long handkerchiefs. When I turned back to him, he had rolled over onto his stomach and was inspecting me keenly. Before he could ask any questions, however, I clambered back on the bed. Straddling his hips with my knees, I poured the sensuous, aromatic oil into the small of his back. His lean, graceful body looked wonderful already and as I imagined him spread out in front of me, burnished, oiled and gleaming in the lamplight, a small shiver went through me and I felt my nipples get hard again. I began the massage. Starting from his lower back and moving downwards, I worked my fingers in circles, rubbing the oil into his skin. I spread the oil on his ass, and massaging it, I trailed my finger into the crack of his ass, all the way down until it disappeared in between his buttocks. The reaction was spontaneous. Goosebumps appeared on his skin, and he jerked his head around to look at me. I smiled wickedly, and proceeded to repeat the action over and over again with all the fingers I had at my disposal. Soon I had him moaning softly into his pillow, but I didn't want him getting too turned on too early, so I progressed on my way further south. Moving down his seemingly endless legs, beginning with the left, I rubbed the slick, sensuous oil into his surprisingly strong thighs. I could feel a vein standing out and I traced it with the tips of my fingers, down until it disappeared into the back of his knee. He had stopped making noises now, so I grazed the insides of his thighs with my fingernails lightly, which provoked the desired reaction. After I'd kept him moaning for a while, I went back to the massage. I kept alternating between easing out his sore muscles and arousing him. Just when I felt that he was sufficiently aroused, I'd go back to massaging him and just when his moans died down my fingers would dance over his sensitive areas and have him moaning again instantly. I tenderly stroked the v between his legs, brushing his balls, and I could feel the blood rush to them. He made a disappointed noise when I took my hands away, but I knew his balls would be getting a lot of attention really, really soon. I moved down to his right thigh, and massaged more firmly. His tendons and muscles were all messed up, and I took my time easing out the knots, until I was satisfied I'd done a proper job. Then I hopped off the bed and proceeded to work his calves and feet. After I was done, I went over to the head of the bed and began to massage his scalp. While I was doing this, he kept his chin propped up on the pillow and looked up into my eyes. Ever since I'd seen him that night at the strip club for five brief minutes, I'd been oddly mesmerised by his forehead. I'd wanted desperately to run my hands along his corrugated forehead, explore the creases, and etch them forever in my memory. As I wondered why I was so suddenly and so strangely fascinated by a part of the body I had never ever thought of in a sexual context, I brushed my fingers tenderly across his forehead, running them up and down, enjoying the sensations rushing across my fingertips. In a flash, the awkwardness returned to his face again, as if it had never gone, and the sexy creases were gone, gone as if they had never existed. He dropped his head down on to the pillow and I placed my hands on his neck. "Is it wrong that I find you unimaginably sexy, Dr.House?" I could feel his skin heat up under my fingers at that, and as I kneaded his neck muscles, and moved on to his shoulders, I knew he wasn't going to reply. I dripped a stream of oil in between his shoulder blades, and watched it slide down and pool in the small of his back. Reaching over and scooping it up in my fingers, I drew long strokes along his back and over his shoulders, rubbing the oil in and loosening up his sore muscles. As I reached from the small of his back to his shoulders each time, my tits, which were hanging down, would skim his back, and set little pleasure waves tingling in my nipples and my clit. Soon I had closed my eyes and was concentrating on the sensations bubbling through me. The aroma of the oil only served to enhance the experience, and his muffled groans told me that I was not the only one enjoying what was happening. Reluctantly reminding myself that I had finished only half the massage, I detached myself from his back, got off the bed and asked him to turn over. He did, and I could see that his cock was semi-erect already. Knowing that I had turned on this beautiful, sexy, charming man with my fingers and tits aroused me even more, and my clit was throbbing wildly. I went back to the foot of the bed, climbed on, took the full length of his cock in my mouth, and convulsed my throat muscles around it expertly. In a flash I had him where I wanted him. His legs were spread apart, his eyes were closed, and his hands were holding the headboard above his head, enabling him to thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. I knew this was my only chance. Before he realised it, I grabbed the scarves and tied his hands together. It took him a moment to realise what was happening. By the time his eyes flew open; I'd tied his hands to the headboard and was tying up the good leg to a corner of the bed. I would've loved to blindfold this man; to me there is something very, very sexy about controlling a person in such a way that they are both powerless to see what's happening and to object to it. But I didn't want to be deprived of the company of those magnetic blue eyes, which were right now reflecting surprise, disbelief, and confusion. I covered the length of his body with mine, brought my lips to his ear, and whispered "I won't hurt you. I promise." He seemed reluctant to believe that, and I knew there was nothing I could do to make him believe it, so I just concentrated on the massage. Starting with the area below his cock, I began to rub in a renewed supply of oil. As I worked my way down the now-familiarly strong thighs, I looked up at him, bound and completely at my mercy. He was following every movement of mine keenly, and, not wanting to lose the opportunity, I locked eyes with him, bent my lips to his scar, and planted kisses all along it. "You have abasiophilia" he said, suddenly. "It's a psychosexual condition that-" "I don't", I interrupted "I just wanted to see if I could kiss your scar away". I smiled up at him, and went back to work on the leg. I was done soon, and once I again got off the bed, walked to the head of the bed, and started on his face. I ran my thumbs lightly along his lips, and as I looked down at him I saw in his eyes the reflection of my own, trembling with lust and desire and need. He still had his hands tied, so I swung my tits above his head, teasing him with the soft creamy mounds of flesh hanging just out of reach of his mouth. I massaged his neck and shoulders, as far as I could reach, and then swung my legs over the headboard and climbed on, straddling him in a sort of 69 position. I worked his abdominal muscles, stretching them out, trying to ignore for as long as possible the cock that was in front of my face. It was fully erect now, as were my nipples, which were still rubbing his torso, and my clit, which was almost in his face. I had been denying him release for the better part of an hour, and now it was time to make up for it. I sucked his hard cock into my hot, wet mouth eagerly, and ran my tongue along it, licking up the precum that had been oozing from the tip. Hot breath teased my clit and tickled my pussy lips, and as I rode his cock with my mouth, a series of lusty groans filled the room. I knew he wouldn't last long, and as I kneaded his balls with my fingers, I felt them tightening, and the first stream of cum erupted from his cock and hit the back of my mouth. I warred against gravity to not let a single drop escape, and as a second and third hot stream hit my throat, I found that the thrill of swallowing this fantastically sexy man's cum was a huge-turn on in itself. I was so close to cumming that I wished I hadn't tied him up. At that moment, his lips closed over my clit, and kissed it lightly. That was all it took. My knees began trembling as I lost control. Giving his cock one last lick, I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. When I came to, I felt hands running up and down my thighs. Hands! I jerked around, and saw that he had worked the scarf loose, and was looking at me with an evil glint in his eye. I scrambled for my life, but he had tightened his hold on my thighs, and the moment his tongue touched my pussy I suddenly didn't want to fight anymore. The last one hour's foreplay had not been sated with one orgasm; it had only made me needy for more. And more I was getting, as his tongue expertly slid in and out of my cunt, lapping up the juices that were gushing out of my warm, wet hole. As his tongue kept my pussy busy, his hand found my clit, and began rolling it expertly between forefinger and thumb. I shrieked, unable to bear the combined onslaught, but he carried on as if he hadn't even heard me. He had me groaning and yelling his name in seconds, and just when I was hurtling towards definite orgasm, he stopped. He took his hands and tongue away. I turned around to look at him, and he was looking at me with both eyebrows raised, a naughty, challenging look in his face. "Wanna come?" he said, and held out the scarf to me. It wasn't really a question. I turned around to face him, and he brought my hands in front of me and bound the wrists expertly. Then, grabbing my waist, he lifted me and slowly impaled me down on his cock, which had recovered and was semi-erect by now. "You should really learn to tie better knots" he said, "When I was in Japan there was this Ohhhhhhhhh Sweet Jesus..." The last three words had been a response to my suddenly clenching my pussy around his dick and ticking his balls with my bound hands. He opened his eyes and looked at me. Naked, wanton lust leaped out at me like sparks from those glowing cobalt orbs. "Do that again". And so I did. Soon I felt his cock grow to its full length inside me and fill me completely. I sighed in contentment. "Play with yourself. Let me see." As soon as he said it, my fingers flew to my clit and began toying with it. "Easy, baby, take it slow and easy" He gently pulled my hands away from my clit, grabbed my waist, and began to thrust me up and down on his cock. His strong arms effortlessly lifted me up and pulled me down, and soon we were both moaning in the throes of the fulfilment that we had both craved for the past one hour. As he began to lose control, his arms started trembling, so I guided them to my breasts, and I began riding his cock, hard and fast, harder and faster, for all I was worth. His fingers danced around my breasts, touching and teasing and tormenting, sending emergency signals to my pussy, and then, just as his balls clenched, his fingers locked around my clit, and in a tornado of Oh-my-Gods and Jesus-Christs, we both came, toe-curlingly, heavy-breathingly, body-heavingly, fucking came. ****** When I came to, I was lying by his side. The lamp by the bed was still on, and in its light I saw that I was lying under the blankets and one of his arms was thrown around me. For a moment I savoured it all, all that had been mine in the past few hours, knowing that it would never be mine again. Imprinted each detail in my memory. The play of the light on his arm, his gentle, rhythmic breathing, the way he slept like a baby. I crept across and kissed him on the forehead, slid out of the bed, and began to dress. As I reached for my coat, his voice reached out to me. "Hey". I turned around, and he was scanning me lazily, a half-smile on his face. "That was good. That was really, really, good." "I know. I'm a pro, remember?" I left my card on the nightstand. He saw me to the door, and the last view I had of him was exactly the same as the first, as he stood framed in the doorway, in his t-shirt and shorts, the glass of bourbon somehow magically re-appearing in his hand. The door clicked shut behind me. __________________________________ Many thanks to switchclsh for patiently clearing my doubts. Readers, I'd love to hear your feedback. And vote, please! House Call Ch. 02 I'd never even kissed a guy before and here I was with a complete stranger. Him kneeling on the floor in front of me, and me sitting on the side of my bed, us both passionately kissing and madly fondling each other. He continued to thrust his fingers in and out of my tight cunt while I moaned and loosed his pants, letting his large cock spring to attention. 'Oh wow' I bit my lip, and touched the first cock I'd ever laid eyes on. It was thick and veiny and I liked it. I wrapped my hand around it and he groaned, I could see moisture at the tip and used it to lubricate my strokes. He lulled his head back and let me build him up until his body was rigid. I could tell from his breathing he was so close and I wanted to take him all the way, but he stopped me. 'Mmmmh, not yet,' he said tensely, pushing my hand away. My whole body was searing with desire, I wanted him inside me. He was so big and powerful, I could feel his brawn from the way he handled me. I loved feeling slightly helpless and vulnerable. I pushed myself closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he suddenly lifted me off the bed. He was getting up and taking me with him, his huge arms made no effort with my weight. I wrapped my legs around him and continued frantically kissing him. I could feel his cock grazing my wet pussy lips just below me, the sensation caused some of my juices to trickle down onto his shaft. The next time I opened my eyes I saw we were on the other side of my room, and my drawing desk was just below me. It was the perfect height for him, standing, to slide his cock right into me. I felt his head tracing the edges of my lips. Just then I thought to mention something, 'This is my first time,' I said, out of breath. He paused his hands and looked at me seriously, then laughed. 'You don't have to say that to turn me on,' he shook his head and ran his hands up and down my legs, intermittently toying with my lubricated clit. 'I'm serious! I just wanted, oooh, to say, mmmh.. Something before, mmmmh!' I leaned back on the tilted desk and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He was looking down at the hot little pussy aching for him, and it seemed like he was thinking. I was so riled up I just wanted him to thrust in right then. I took his cock in my hand and aimed it toward my sweet tight hole. 'And you wanna lose it to me?' He said, I could tell he was almost bursting with the desire to be inside me, but he waited. 'Yes!' I almost screamed, 'it's not a big deal, I just want you to fuck me right now. Please!' And without further adieu he unceremoniously slid his cock inside me. Pain and pleasure intertwined inside me and sent shivers through my body, 'Oh God!' I yelped, and looked down at his cock, only halfway in. 'Holy shit, you really are a virgin,' He moaned and pulled himself out a little, then pushed in again, slowly thrusting and getting himself further inside me. He was being gentle with me, which was strange to see in a man of his stature, but I appreciated it in the beginning. Soon the pain subsided and pleasure replaced it with full force. I gyrated my hips along with his thrusts, my pussy heating up and eager for him to pound me. 'Oh Derek, fuck me hard.. Yeah.. Yeah, just like that, oh! Ohh! Aaah! Ohhh fuck!' My moans got louder and cruder as he began fucking me like a feral beast. The desk rocked with our movements and I gripped the edge, voicing my delight. 'Oh fucking hell, yes! Fuck me! Fuuuck me, ahh!' He took the backs of my knees from his shoulders and pushed them back toward me, so my feet were in the air and my pussy was fully at his mercy. I grasped his bulky upper arms and my nails dug into his flesh. He threw his head back, clearly in ecstasy. I could feel his cock pulsating inside me, growing larger, and each second he grew, my pussy seared with peaking orgasm. My hips gyrated wildly and he lifted me off the desk, by my hips, to pound the last of the overwhelming wave of pleasure into me. During the seconds of my cunt walls tightening around his cock, he erupted inside me. I felt the warmth of the liquid being pumped into me and I pulled him out, stroking him to the finish of his powerful orgasm. 'Ugh, holy fuck' He moaned gutturally, and emptied the rest of his load on my belly. He gently moved my legs down onto the desk and let me stand. My knees weakened for a moment and my head was still light, I leaned on him and kissed him, after a few moments I pranced away. I quickly retrieved a towel from my ensuite and wiped his creamy seed off me. When I returned he was sitting on my bed, apparently dazed. His pants were still at his ankles. 'Christ you're tight,' He sighed and patted his knee for me to sit, which I obeyed. I whipped my legs around him again, so I was straddling him. I giggled and kissed him, my raw pussy grinding lightly on his now flaccid cock. I pushed him down so he was laying on the bed. The feeling of my still moist pussy must have excited him, or maybe it was the way I was sitting up on him, like I was riding him, and playing with my own nipples that stiffened his cock again. 'And you're an amazing fuck,' I replied smugly, 'But how 'bout we see what I can do?' . . . We screwed senselessly like rabbits for the next two hours, then I made him leave, in case my parents came home early. The computer was fixed, and I was deflowered, satisfied and raw. He left his card and I pinned it to my corkboard, using the number many times on nights where my new found masturbation wouldn't satiate my aching need. House Call Ch. 02 The sound of the front door closing awoke Fiona. She continued to lay face down on the bed, her pajama top still unbuttoned. The short skirt she had on barely covered her ass. The sound of Frank's footsteps grew louder as he approached the bedroom. Fiona glanced around the room. Jade had put away most of the evidence of the night's activities, but the wrist and ankle restraints were still tied to the bed frame. She heard Frank open the door. "Looks like a missed quite a party," Frank said, looking around the room. Fiona was face down on the bed. One cheek of her ass peeked out from under a short skirt. "You don't know the half of it." Fiona replied "I'd love to hear all about it," Frank said, dropping his bag and walking towards the bed. He stopped next to it and slipped off his shoes. "Don't you want to tell me about your trip?" "No, is there room for me?" "Only if you are naked." Frank began to unbutton his jeans. "So, tell me about last night," he said, sliding his jeans to the floor and stepping out of them. His underwear quickly followed. Frank shook his head. He always felt ridiculous wearing just a tee shirt. He quickly stripped it off and tossed it on the floor. Why was it that Fiona in just a tee shirt was sexy, and him in just a tee shirt wasn't. "I was bad." Fiona said. "Tell me more," Frank requested as he climbed onto the bed. He straddled Fiona's legs below her knees and began to caress her thighs. "I did not listen well, and was punished." Frank put his hands on Fiona's ass. It was round and firm and was more than a handful. She moaned with approval has be began to caress her. He flipped the thin material of her skirt out of the way. His erection ached to feel her. Frank moved his hands to the small over her back, pressing his thumbs into the muscles along her spine. He inched his legs up until his thighs were alongside hers. Fiona moaned again has Frank's thumbs pressed along her shoulder blades. She felt his cock brush against her ass. Knowing that he was so close to her made the muscles in her belly clench in a particularly enjoyable fashion. As he kneaded the muscles in her back her breasts rubbed against the sheets. Her nipples felt so stiff she thought they might poke a hole in the fabric. Fiona raised her ass up to feel Frank's cock. She felt herself getting wetter as his thick cock slipped between the cheeks of her ass. She had been craving a cock inside her since Victor left hours ago, and nothing would make the feeling go away. Not that she had not tried In fact she had used every sex toy and cock shaped item she could get her hands on, but none had quenched her desire to have a throbbing hard dick between her legs. Fiona felt Frank began to thrust against her ass. The entire length of his penis cleaved her cheeks apart, and the downward pressure rubbed her clit against the bed sheet. Fiona moaned in approval. Frank stopped rubbing her back, and wrapped one arm around her. His hand engulfed her breast, squeezing it tightly. Frank began to moan as his thrusting intensified. "If you come on my ass I'm going to have to punish you, " Fiona warned, sensing Frank was close to the edge. "But you feel so good Fiona. I don't know if I can stop," Frank replied breathlessly. Against her better judgement, Fiona tightened the muscles in her ass, and was rewarded by loud moan from Frank. "Your ass feels so fucking good." Fiona decided she wanted to be on the other side of the punishing process. "If I feel as much as one drop of your cum on my ass you are going to lick it off," she said, rocking her hips back and forth. She could tell from Frank's breathing that he was close to orgasm. He tried to slide is cocking into her hot, wet cunt, but she kept her ass pressed against him. She wasn't going to let him get away with coming as soon as he was inside her. "I want to be inside you," he groaned, clearing straining to hold back. "I thought you liked my ass. Doesn't it feel good when I squeeze your hard dick with it?" she said, grinning into the mattress. Frank had clenched every muscle from the neck down to hold back his orgasm, but he knew he was past the point of no return. The sirens song of Fiona's backside had been too strong, and he and gotten too close. The combination of her breast rubbing against his hand, her ass grinding against his cock and her dirty talk was too much. He thrust one more time and then exploded onto her. A stream of hot sticky come flowed over her, running along her spine from the small of her back to just below her shoulder blades. His dick quivered and spasmed as waves of pleasure rocked Frank's body. Fiona steeled herself. She had made a threat and needed to go through with it. When Frank stopped moving she spoke. "You have been bad, and now you need to make it up to me. I told you what would happen if you came on my ass. Now clean up your mess," she commanded, bracing herself for Frank's objections. Fiona hardly considered this a punishment. She licked up Frank's come from his cock, her own breasts, his chest, her face, and pretty much any body part that she could reach with her tongue. She was pleasantly surprised when he complied without saying a word. His lips and tongue worked their way up her back until she was completely clean. Fiona rolled over onto her back. Frank was on his hands and knees, hovering over her. "Now you are going to entertain me until your dick is hard enough to fuck me to a proper orgasm," she said, grasping his half hard cock. It still felt quite thick. She considered pushing him onto his back and using her mouth to make him hard, but decided that was hardly punishment for him. "You can start here," she pointed to her lips," and work your way down." Frank was surprised when Fiona ordered him to clean up his mess. They thought of licking up his own cum did not excite him, but Fiona's tone of voice did. He dutifully licked her clean, and the waited above her on his hands and knees for the rest of his punishment. When she rolled onto her back her pajama top fell open, revealing her breasts. Her nipples were swollen. Frank wondered if it was from her dominatrix act, or the activity that led up to it that made them erect. Her instructions to him were hardly what he would consider punishment. Her lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. Right way her tongue penetrated his mouth. Her lips felt soft and warm. Frank felt something else, something narrow and firm pressing on his shoulder. Turned his head just enough to see what is was. Fiona had produced a riding crop, and was pushing him down towards her tits. Fiona licked her lips as she guided Frank towards her breasts. The taste of his mouth and removed any doubt she had about him cleaning her up. The taste of his cum was still in his mouth when she kissed him, and it aroused her. It wasn't the actual taste, but rather the knowledge that he had obeyed her completely. She was beginning to understand why Victor insisted on her absolute compliance. She pressed the riding crop to the right, and Frank engulfed her breast with his lips. The feeling of his tongue swirling around her nipple sent waves of excitement through her body. She wondered if he was hard enough to fuck her yet, then decided it did not matter. She was going to take full advantage of his willingness to be punished. Fiona cupped her hand around her breast, pushing it against Frank's face. He doubled his efforts, thinking he was not pleasing her. She watched as he practically devoured her firm,round breasts. Just a light tap with the riding crop and Frank switched to her other tit and repeated his performance. Fiona pinched her nipple between her fingers. It was hard and wet from being in Frank's mouth. The feeling was delectable. Fiona pressed the tip of the riding crop between her legs. A moan escaped her lips. Frank gently pinched her nipple between his teeth, then resumed kissing and licking her. She began to move the riding crop back and forth, wondering if Frank even noticed she was playing with herself. Fiona knew if she made herself come like this Frank would have so spend more time going down on her before she came again. It would just have to be part of his punishment. Fiona raised the riding crop up and pressed it against Frank's dick. It was certainly harder than before, but she decided he needed a little bit more time. She lowered it again, and began to slide it against her wet vagina. The braided leather shaft slid over her clit. She moved it faster. Fiona could feel her orgasm building. Poor Frank, she thought. He probably had no idea she had come when he was rubbing his cock against her ass, and he might not know she about to have another orgasm. If his mouth felt as good on her pussy as it did on her breasts, she would probably have a third before she let him fuck her. It was that thought, the idea of his thick cock penetrating her that pushed her over the edge. She bit her lip as her body shuddered. Frank continued to lick and kiss her tits and Fiona quietly enjoyed her orgasm. When she was done she put the riding crop back on Frank's shoulder. He shifted his body so he could put his mouth between her legs. Fiona tapped him on the cheek with her toy. "Not so fast," she scolded, " no skipping ahead. I told you to work you way down. That means every inch." He was busted, and rightly so. Fiona had told him to work his way down, not just skip from her mouth to her breasts to her pussy. She had just been so excited and aroused when he had his mouth on her breasts. Frank had been caught up in the moment. He wanted to finish with his so called punishment and be inside her. His cock felt fully erect, but he knew that Fiona would exact her revenge for his earlier indiscretion before she would allow him another orgasm. Frank pressed his lips to Fiona's ribs, and inch by fantastic inch, he kissed and licked his way down her body. When he kissed her hips he began to feel the heat radiated from between her legs. There was no doubt in his mind that his dick was fully erect. She had to know that. He wait briefly for her to release him from his assignment, but she did not. Frank maneuvered his head between Fiona's legs and ran his tongue over her clitors. He felt her whole body shudder in response. Fiona spread her legs, giving Frank full access to her sex. He paused for a moment, looking at her pussy. She was drenched, as was the bedsheet below her.The sight made his cock ache with desire. More than anything he wanted to plunge his throbbing cock between the wet lips of her cunt. With just the tip of his tongue he gently rubbed the lips of her pussy. Using only feather light strokes he lapped all around her clit. Fiona pushed her hips towards him, trying to increase the feeling. Frank continued to tease her, just as she was teasing him. The next thing Frank felt was the sting of the riding crop on his shoulder. "You know what I want," Fiona said," stop teasing me and make me come with your mouth." As soon as she made her desire know, Fiona felt Frank's mouth press against her. First his tongue penetrated between the lips of her pussy. She reveled in the feeling of his soft warm tongue as it wriggled toward her clit. The feeling of his lips and tongue brushing against her felt wonderful. Two of Frank's fingers thrust inside her, and she clenched her muscles around them. He was pushing her towards another orgasm. Fiona rubbed the riding crop on Frank's shoulders to remind him who was in charge. He began to slid in fingers in and out of her. Each time he pushed them in, the knuckles of his hand pressed against her ass, heightening her arousal. Fiona felt her orgasm building. Her hips involuntarily began to thrust up, pressing against his face. Then it swept over her Her body shuddered as she came. She dropped the riding crop and balled her hands up into fists as the feeling of bliss enveloped her. "Fuck me,' Fiona stammered, " Fuck me now. Fuck me hard." Frank wasted no time following her command. In one quick movement he was on top of her. He buried his cock inside her as deeply as he could, then pulled it all the way back out. Frank reveled in the feeling of of penetrating her. Each time he felt the head of his cock part the wet lips of her pussy he inched a little closer to his climax. The sharp pain of Fiona's fingernails digging into his back did nothing to stop it. If anything it increased his pleasure. Frank raised himself up onto his elbows, looking down at Fiona. With each thrust he watched her breasts quake. He looked down at her pussy. He could see her engulfing his flesh. Frank lowered himself just enough to feel her breasts against him. As his hips slammed into her thighs, her swollen nipples rubbed against his chest. Frank pressed his lips to Fiona's mouth. She tasted intoxicating. Her eyes were open, but unfocused. Between kissed she moaned and stammered out his name. Frank wasn't sure if she was coming again, or had never stopped. Regardless, it was clear he had served his sentence. He could feel her squeezing his cock. He pushed himself into her as far as he could before erupting in climax. Fiona's head was swimming in euphoria. It had started when Frank went down on her, and become even more intense when he started fucking her. The feeling of his cock, his lips, his weight pressed against her was overwhelming. She had been lusting after this feeling all night, and now she had it. She felt his penis spasm and jerk as he flooded her with his cum. Fiona grabbed his ass and held him, trying to pull him even deeper into her pussy. Slowly realty returned. She felt the bed below her, and the noise of the world became audible again. Frank kissed her one more time, and the lay beside her. "You are, " Fiona panted, " a free man. Your sentence has been completed. I hope you have learned a lesson from this." "I have, but it probably isn't the one you intended to teach me." Frank replied. And they both drifted off to sleep.