0 comments/ 34451 views/ 2 favorites See No Evil By: Lizard King Karl was sitting on the couch watching the tv. He didn't see nor did he hear Rebecca sneak up behind him with a blindfold behind her back. Suddenly, Rebecca took Karl by surprise from behind the couch and placed the blindfold over his eyes with a giggle, securing it with a knot. Karl jumped, "What the.. What are you doing Rebecca?" he asked "You'll find out soon enough, just come with me.." She whispered into his ear as she took his hand and carefully guided her blinded captive to the bedroom. She lead Karl to the head of the bed and began to strip his clothes off as he stood there helpless twitching slightly to the feel of her touching his skin. He felt her begin by making short work of his shirt buttons, pulling it off with one quick movement, then he felt her warm lips and breath on his chest moving down to his pants which again took seconds for her to pull off. And lastly his briefs where she took the opportunity to give his butt a quick squeeze making Karl breathe slightly faster which in turn made Rebecca chuckle. "Ok, now lie on your back on the bed" She said. He did as he was told, Rebecca helping him down, kissing him full on the lips before moving off leaving Karl in the dark. After a moment or two, Karl heard a rustle of clothing dropping to the floor and suddenly felt Rebecca's soft naked body astride him, her hands rubbing his chest. He felt something soft brush against his chest then Rebecca had a hold of his right arm and was pulling it tight to the bedpost, the same soft material was slid across his chest before being tied once again up by his left arm. "Ok, I just want you to relax and enjoy the sensations Karl, and no peeking, or else.." "Or else what Rebecca, or else you'll tie me to the bed blindfolded and have your way with me?" Rebecca reached out and gently pinched his nipple with her right fore finger and thumb nail. "Ouch" Karl said with a slight grin traveling across his face. "I said no peeking." Karl felt her dismount his chest and once again heard a rustling coming from further away this time. "The kitchen?" he thought. Then as fast as she left, she was back again straddled over his chest, this time nibbling on his neck, her long soft hair brushing against him for a moment before sitting up. He felt something trickle onto his bare skin, it was cold with a sweet smell and a liquid substance. Rebecca's tongue soon joined the mess she had made over him and he soon smelled chocolate in the air as she lapped away all over his chest and sucked on his nipples where the chocolate once rested. She hopped off him and squirted the sauce lower down his body following it with her tongue eventually reaching his member where she added more sauce, too, and took her time licking it off being careful not to leave any behind, listening to Karl moaning under his breath and squirming at the touch of her lips and tongue. She moved back to Karl's upper body and gave him a long, deep kiss, Karl tasting the chocolate on her lips and tongue. She watched his tensing strong arms trying to pull from the restraints and she let out gentle laugh as he paused realizing she was taking such delight in his struggling. Karl heard the bedside drawer open and close as Rebecca reached over to find her next toy to tease Karl with. In the darkness of his blindfold, he could've sworn he felt something brushing up his legs. He shuddered as he felt it sweep against his member and up and across his neck then down again to where he felt it first. This time it started at the base of his feet and once again tickled against his manhood more deliberately now making him struggle at his restraints and stopped at his chin where he felt soft lips take the feather's place. "I'm going to untie you now but you're going to keep the blindfold on, ok?" "Ok, I promise" said Karl, crossing his fingers as he gets untied. As Rebecca turns her back, Karl quickly raises the blindfold to take a short look around, but his eyes are still adjusting before he can find what was in store, then Rebecca turns around to find him desperately trying to pull the blindfold over his eyes again. "Hey I told you not to peek, I warned you not to peek." She said in a serious tone of voice. Karl's body tensed up at her tone finding himself becoming turned on showing Rebecca his obvious state of arousal. She let out a wide grin knowing he couldn't see her excitement. "Get back on the bed again NOW!" This time he heard a zip.. "Her boots.." he said to himself. "Ok, get onto your hands and knees. Time for your punishment." They'd both talked about using whips sometime but tonight would be the first time to use them. She'd kept them under the bed hoping she'd get the chance sooner or later. She kneeled down under the bed and grabbed one, a long black leather crop with tassels at the end which until now had been used on the difficult and frisky horses she'd ridden in the past. "Not so unlike Karl" she thought to herself with a chuckle.. She felt sexy and powerful in her black lace up high heal boots. She knew that Karl liked it when she wore them too, especially in the bedroom. Rebecca stood behind Karl, not being able to help herself staring at his well shaped tight butt. She put her whip to one side and slid her palms on each of his buttocks feeling Karl tighten his butt up even more with her movements. She then took hold of her crop again and lightly whipped his right cheek. "Owww.." He said tucking his ass in from shock. He relaxed once more and again Rebecca struck Karl this time with a little more force. She heard him repress a deep moan. She knew he was enjoying it as she was. Her body was beyond slightly aroused but only she knew this for now. She continued to strike Karl with force, the more she'd strike, the deeper the moan she heard from Karl. Rebecca stopped and put down the whip hearing only Karl's heavy breathing subsiding. She went and got a bottle of lotion and soothed Karl's slightly welted backside with her soft hands, massaging his buttocks in circles. She reached further down with her massaging sliding her fingertips between his buttocks, Karl's manhood once again rising the deeper she stroked. Rebecca took the opportunity to slide a slippery lotioned finger into Karl, moving in and out of him in time to her massaging. "Aaahhh.." Karl said and relaxed into her fingers as she slid in another with the first. Rebecca loved being able to have such power over Karl, it gave her a confidence she didn't usually have out of the bedroom. Rebecca continued to move her fingers inside of Karl which was plainly working as he backed closer into Rebecca's movements, breathing heavily and moaning. As he still couldn't see, every sound and movement Rebecca made was crystal clear. He heard her sighing in time with her movements inside of him and he felt her actions growing stronger with each pulse. Rebecca eased her fingers out then Karl heard her rummaging round in her drawers again. He heard the sound of buckles being done up followed by footsteps walking behind him then silence for what seemed like forever. Suddenly Karl felt her cold strap on pushing against his asshole which made him gasp, lurching forwards abruptly to his knees immediately giving Rebecca better access to his ass which she took, plunging into him in one forceful action. She held herself there giving Karl the chance to catch his breath for a moment, her left hand grasping his hip, the other trailing up and down along his back. As his breathing slowed, Rebecca once again thrusted her hips against him, penetrating Karl with her strap on, watching his body this time move towards her. "Aahh, God.." Karl said as he felt Rebecca push herself deeper into him, swiveling her hips and hitting his g-spot in doing so. Rebecca hearing his moans, brought up the pace even more concentrating on thrusting downwards to where his pleasure increased. Rebecca's body was starting to tremble and she felt herself giving in to the pleasure her movements were creating. She eased her strap on out of Karl as he moaned in frustration and tried to push back into her. "Not just yet, I'm not quite done with you yet. I haven't finished your punishment.." Rebecca took off her strap on and instructed Karl to lie on his back once again. He hesitantly did as he was told and she straddled his chest, removing the blindfold allowing Karl a full view of her arousal. Rebecca leaned forward over Karl and kissed him deeply, massaging his tounge with hers. His hands wrapped themselves around her, then once again, she bound his wrists, this time with cuffs. While she did this, Karl took the invitation to take one of her nipples into his mouth. "Mmmmm..." moaned Rebecca, grasping his hair as she felt Karl's wet, soft lips take a hold of her areola and tease it with his tounge. She slid herself down his body until she rested at his thighs. She took a hold of the base of his member and, with a quick glace of delight at Karl, instantly took as much of him as she could into her mouth then stopped and sat up. Karl bucked upwards towards Rebecca's actions and groaned under his breath.. "Did you like that?" Asked Rebecca with her serious tone of voice again. "Ohh Yeah..so much.." Moaned Karl under his breath. "Want me to keep going?" "I do..please Rebecca.." Karl begged almost whispering. "Please Rebecca what, please stop?" Teased Rebecca, climbing off the bed. "No! Uhhh.." "Ohhh, you'd like me to continue? Why didn't you just say so Karl?" Rebecca said with a smirk as she lowered her mouth once again down onto Karl's erect manhood.. It wasn't long before she started hearing his moans of intense pleasure and she began bobbing her head up and down on him faster, occasionally taking him out of her mouth to lick while gently squeezing his scrotum. "Ohh, aahhh, aahhh, God.." Karl's wrists were straining hard, his breathing was becoming more and more rapid and she knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Rebecca took him out of her mouth, sat up, and looking into his eyes, slid herself down onto his erect member, quietly sighing and closing her eyes as she felt him filling her the deeper she sat. She began with slow, gentle, circular movements brushing her hands against her breasts and up into her hair, Karl again, struggling to be freed. She sped up the pace and felt Karl bucking upwards into her deeper, making Rebecca tremble again as she started to come. Rebecca took a hold of Karl's thighs and thrusted in time to Karl's actions inside of her. Karl began to grunt as he bucked faster and harder sending Rebecca into orgasm. "Aahhh, aahhhh, Ohhhhh God!" She said as she hit the point of no return, tilting her head back and grasping Karl's thighs tightly as her eyes forced themselves closed. Karl too began his orgasm shortly after Rebecca, his hips grinding against her, his arms straining hard against the cuffs, his hands in a fist, knuckles white. "Uhhhh, uhhhhh, aahhhh, Oohhhh.." Rebecca slowly dismounted Karl and reached up unlocking his wrists, rubbing them in her hands and kissing them. She then lay down next to Karl, her head rested on his chest listening to his heart beat. "Promise not to peek again..?" Rebecca said with a large smile as she held her head up off Karl's chest for a moment, waiting for a response. "Sure, I promise.." Said Karl, his eyes closed, a grin appearing on his face, showing Rebecca his crossed fingers. See No Evil Picture the scene: 2 chairs facing each other at opposite ends of an otherwise almost empty room. The lights are low; music is playing. Next to one chair is a box, a bucket of ice holding a bottle of champagne, and two glasses. On the other chair is a blindfold and a note: "Wear me". Sitting down, you fasten the mask to your eyes and wait. Unable to see, your other senses become heightened. You can smell the faint scent of my perfume in the air; hear the beating of your own heart clashing with the rhythm of the music; feel the hardness of the seat against your legs and back. Feel the coolness of the air on your skin. Feel the warmth of my breath on your neck. Your skin starts to tingle as you sense me next to you. Although I'm not touching you, you can feel the change in the air around your face as I check that your blindfold is in place. You reach out to touch me but I have already moved behind you. Grasping your wrists in my hands I pull them together behind your back and cuff them in place. I don't want you touching me; not yet anyway. A smile creeps across your face as I whisper in your ear: "I am gonna do things for you tonight that I've never done before". You feel my lips on your earlobe; my tongue tracing the outer edge of the ear; soft, slow kisses running down your neck and up onto your cheek. My mouth crosses yours and your lips part slightly, letting my tongue slide in to meet yours. You taste strawberries. Fingers go to work on the buttons of your shirt, exposing your chest to my kisses. You feel a gentle sucking on your left nipple as my hands run down your smooth skin, from the collar bone to the waist. You gasp as I run an ice cube down the same path, the cool water pooling in your belly button and sending a shiver through you. You become aware of a different sensation: a tickling across your shoulders. Something light, fluffy -- a feather. Coldness on your back -- another ice cube. Warmth on your neck -- my lips kissing you again. Then nothing. Nothing but the sound of the music. Then light: the blindfold slips from your eyes and settles around your neck. Blinking, your pupils adjust to the dim light. You can make out a shape in the doorway; I start to move towards you. You take in what you can see: a white shirt -- a man's shirt -- undone enough to reveal the black lacy bra underneath; black stockings held up by suspenders; high heeled black shoes. My dark hair is tousled and hanging onto my face, framing my smoky eyes and soft red lips. My eyes lock onto yours; you can see the desire in them. As I approach you, moving in time to the music, my hands run over my body. My hips roll; I turn around and drop my hands to the floor, crouching, then slowly rise, bending forwards to show you the little black pants I'm wearing with the stockings. I turn to face you again and as I sway in time with the music, I begin to unbutton the shirt. One by one the buttons loosen until the whole shirt is open. I let it slide from my shoulders and fall to the floor. Now you can see more of me: the contrast of the black bra, pants, suspender belt and stockings against my olive skin. My body moves, sexily, seductively; I'm dancing for you. My hands run all over my skin, brushing across my breasts and over my stomach, stroking the smooth fabric of my pants. Laying my left hand on your left shoulder, I walk behind you; my hand runs across your back to the other shoulder and I reappear on your right side. Turning, I lower myself onto your lap, side-saddle, and lean back; my back arches and I raise my right leg over your head. Swinging around, I drop my leg onto your left shoulder and raise the left leg onto the right shoulder; my hands on the floor for support. I let my hips rise and fall in front of you; you can see the damp patch already forming and know that my pussy is wet. I move my body backwards and slide my legs down your arms and onto the floor. My arms wrap around your neck and I grind against you, feeling the bulge in your shorts press against me. Letting go, I reach behind my back and unfasten my bra. I throw it to one side and you get and eyeful of my naked tits. Leaning forward you fasten your lips around a nipple and suck hard. I push you back: there's time for that later. Rising again I dance some more for you, giving you the chance to watch my body from every angle. You can feel the pulsing of your cock as it strains against your shorts, but you can't touch yourself as your hands are still cuffed behind your back. My eyes are heavier now; I feel so turned on dancing for you that I want to touch myself. I move to the other chair and sit down. My hand slides down between my thighs and start to caress my clitoris through the fabric of my pants. The other hand runs across my tits and plays with the nipples. I bite my lip; your eyes are still fixed on me and I love watching you watch. Feeling more aroused, I raise myself from the chair and slip the pants down my legs, leaving the stockings, suspenders and heels in place. My fingers slide into my pussy: it's soaking wet and you can see the juices glistening at the tops of my thighs. Leaning back, I finger myself slowly, enjoying every inward stroke. I lick my lips and then I lick my fingers. You ask me to let you taste my pussy too, but I stay put and carry on pleasuring myself. After a few minutes, I stop and lean over towards the floor. You see me opening the box. Out comes a dildo. I bring it up to my mouth and suck the end, making it nice and wet. You imagine me sucking your cock like that and you're overcome with desire again. As you think about my lips wrapped around the swollen head, I run the dildo down my body and then pause, holding it just at the edge of my pussy. Looking you right in the eye, I push; a long moan escapes my lips as it enters me. It feels so good; I imagine it's your cock sliding deep inside me. With this thought, I start to fuck myself, moving the dildo in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. My other hand circles my clit. I open my legs as wide as I can so you can clearly see the shaft moving in and out. The pleasure on my face is easy to read and every few strokes my back arches and I let out a little cry. I talk to you: "Oh God, this feels so good. Don't you wish it was your cock fucking me so hard? Don't you want to come over here, grab my hair and push me onto my knees on the floor so you can fuck me hard? Don't you want to slam in and out of me until you're ready to cum all over my arse? You love watching me don't you? Watching me fingering myself; fucking myself with my toys. You love the fact that I'm a fucking dirty bitch who'll do whatever it takes to make you cum." Within minutes I am in ecstasy, riding the plastic like a real cock, my hips rolling so the tip can hit my G spot. My breathing is heavy; my face is flushed; every thrust makes me moan with delight. My legs start to shake; I throw my head back and let out a scream as I cum, juices flooding from my pussy and onto my thighs. You stare at me as I try to compose myself: my hair is dishevelled; my eyes are closed. The dildo is lying on the floor. Eventually my breathing starts to slow down and I look up at you. I smile. Now it's your turn. I pour two glasses of champagne. Getting onto my knees, I crawl across the room towards you. I put the glasses to one side and quickly unbutton your shorts; pulling them off, I leave you naked on the chair. Your cock is huge. I take you in my mouth, the warmth smothering you, and run my tongue up and down the shaft. Removing you from my mouth I lick the swollen head like an ice cream, long lapping strokes that tickle you. Then I suck you back inside my mouth again. Settling into a slow rhythm, I can taste the pre-cum on my lips, salty like cookie dough. Then, almost as soon as I have started, I stop. Your cock twitches, desperate for more. I take a mouthful of champagne and then I slide your cock past my lips again. The ice cold bubbles send shivers of pleasure up and down your spine as I suck you deeper and deeper into my throat. The warmth begins to return; I take another mouthful of champagne and repeat the process. My fingers scratch and rub your balls adding to the pleasure. You feel close to climaxing. I stop and stand up. Stepping onto the chair with one foot, I rest the other one on the back of the seat, over your shoulder. My fanny is poised in front of your mouth. Your lips part and you trace your tongue over my clitoris, tasting the juices that flooded out when I made myself cum. You start to lick me out. I moan; the feeling of your tongue drives me wild. Your hand slaps my arse, a burning pain which only serves to excite me even more. In no time I am on the edge myself. I drop back down off the chair, turn around so I'm facing away from you, and lower myself onto your cock. You slide inside smoothly; the feeling is incredible. Very, very slowly, I roll my hips back and forward, my arse brushing against your stomach as my pussy strokes your cock from the tip to the base. We are both so turned on we know this won't last for long, but it feels so good while it lasts that we both cry out in euphoria. My muscles start to tighten around you; the pressure in your balls reaches explosion point; and with one final, long, deep thrust I begin to cum. The quivering of my pussy sends you over the edge and you let out a long, deep moan as you fill me with your hot cum. I fall against you, my back resting against your chest, and we breathe heavily as we both begin to relax again. I unfasten the cuffs and you envelope me in your arms, your mouth nuzzling against my shoulder.