0 comments/ 40707 views/ 6 favorites Untie Me By: Peccato I keep struggling and pulling at the binds that keep me tied to the wall. I hate it when they are soft and not biting into my wrist. It only shows his point that he's been trying to make all night. The wall I sit against is covered with soft carpeting. Not rough and brittle like his 5 o'clock shadow. His stubble makes his strong jawline more masculine and to make him all that more manly he sports a cleft in his chin. He has solemn eyes but they sparkle brightly, the color as green as the inside of a fresh sliced kiwi. Along with his short cropped blond hair that should make him handsome and attractive but instead he has me locked up in this poorly lit room. The exposed light bulb cast a weird light in the room and the deep red carpeting against the walls and floors create dark shadows in the corners where the light can't reach. Shadows that makes me feel unease. The bulb hangs crookedly high in the middle of the room. I can hardly see most of myself and my surroundings but I can tell there is no windows in this room. It is just me tied to a whore red carpet with pink satin ropes and my capture. He sits in the distance watching me with eyes that pierce through my clothing. From here I can see he has on a green t-shirt and a blue overall. I can't see much more with this poor lighting. I hope he has buttons on it and not a zipper. The longer it would take him to whip it out the better. I instead am wearing a white top with a long white cotton skirt, when I left this morning I was told I look like an Angel. It was a lie. I may be covered but not wearing a bra under this top exposes my pink nipples and my thin cotton skirt really does little to hide the black thong I am wearing underneath. My shoes went missing when I was pulled into the van. They were black stilettos and expensive too. What the hell am I thinking? I need to get out... "Stay back!" I screamed. I can't believe he is doing this to me. I want to cry but his approach stilled that thought. He comes closer and haunches before me. With a look that says stop struggling and give in. I don't want to give into him. He doesn't deserve me. After all he is just a poor commoner and I am daddy's princess. I am beautiful with black long curly hair and blue eyes. I love singing and playing the piano. I am a good girl and with a good reputation. For Christ sake, I am still a virgin and believe strongly in sex after marriage. But why does it have to be this way. He stretches his hand out towards my face and I pulled back. I want him to stay away but his cologne is intoxicating. I can smell it along with his sweat. He smells of masculinity and sex. My heart skipped a beat from the smell of him. His hands are warm against my cheek. He is moving his thumb back and forth brushing something away. I hadn't realize that I was crying but warm hands dried my tears quickly away. "I love you..." he says with such meaning in his eyes but I don't believe him. He wouldn't have done this to me, if he did. His thumb slid along my cheek and towards my mouth and pushed past my lips touching my tongue. The act was so seductive but yet somber as I can taste the salt of my tears on his thumb. I want to be released so I began sucking on his thumb. "No don't do that. I can't hold myself back from you." he whispered in a strained voice. It was so deep and low that it could have barley been heard. "Do it...just do what you want with me and let it be over with!" I said with more tears sliding into my mouth. I closed my eyes as he leaned in to kiss me. It wasn't an aggressive kiss. It was soft and purposeful. It was deep and seductive. Almost yielding and I nearly kissed him back. He felt my advances and pulled back. I must admit he is an attractive and handsome man. But he is a man. I can feel strength in his body as he slowly lean into my body. His chest heaves against my quivering breasts. Slowly he slid his hand down past my neck, along the side of my breast and towards my backside till he reached my feet. He grabs my skirt and hiked it up as far as he can. I struggle against him but I am to tired to give it my all. Instead I muttered to him, pleading for him to let me go and to not do this to me. He grabs my knees and pulls them vigorously apart . The force of the movement made me froze. I pushed harder into the soft carpeting. I turned my head away as he places his hands underneath and behind me against the wall. He leaned even more against me. That was when I felt the bulge against my belly. His overalls are buttoned but that was not what I was feeling. It was long and hard. It was being gyrated against my opening. I uttered a helpless moan. Which was answered by his own stifled in our kiss and more grinding against my crotch. I couldn't help it as the bulge open my vagina lips further and my spread legs made my thong stretched thin. I can feel bits of his overalls but more the bulge pressed firmly against my satin crotch. The sleek movements of his hips massage his length against my clit and opening. As I become wetter under his influences. I begin to feel his phallus pulse against my crotch. His tongue in my mouth took up the same rhythm and I was drowning in passion. His actions was so raw and open. That it burned and making my body become sensitive. My senses became aware and alert. I was tuned into to his body and the feel of everything. The soft carpeting against my back and his warm body against my breast and belly. All of a sudden I wanted to feel more. "Your becoming wetter. I can feel it through my pants." he said into my mouth. Not wanting to break our kiss and the spell he was putting on me. He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me deeply and sensuously. Our tongues doing a dance of swans. As we tried to wrap the other around our own. I began to buck and move against his hard on. I wanted to feel more of him on me. "Do you want me..." he asked softly. His voice is so deep and scruffy. Just like his appearance, but his eyes are so green. I really do like their color. "No." I said feebly. He pushed himself hard against me and my breath was caught deep in my throat. I felt my legs quiver and tense as my crotch pulse with passion. He pushed again and I moaned more in my chest. My body relaxed when he started to move his hands on my body. Touching me but not on my sensitive areas. The back of my knees, my belly, my back, my soul, my heart. I was drifting into his caresses. They weren't touching me but they where courting something. My body responded to his touch and as I close my eyes I whispered: "Please, touch me!" "But I am touching you" he said looking into my eyes. "No, you know where to touch me." I said finally. Breathing was getting harder for me. He kept looking at me. His eyes are so green!! Finally, he kisses me with such passion that I leaned into him. My kisses answered his and they came from a yearning. A yearning that was burning my body where ever he touched. I was melting into him and only because of him. His presence was making me quiver with lust. I knew what I wanted and only he can give it to me. I wanted sex, his sex. His hands finally cupped my breast. His movements were slow and deliberate as they move slowly up and over my mounds. I looked at his hands touching my breast. His course hands rubbing my soft flesh through my once white top. His dirty hands sullying the whiteness of me and my top. I feel a spasm in my nest as he past his hands over my perk nipples. And when he began to lightly pinch them I softly cried out. I couldn't look him in the eyes. I knew he was watching me because he stopped. If I look this time into eyes I would give up and give in. I was losing either way. The tug on my chin brought my face to his and he said again "I love you..." I don't want his love, but he is making me feel good. His hand left my chin and found my wet thong. His hands massaging the thin material. In such a motion that I moved involuntarily against it. I can feel little electricity shoot up my leg. There is something inside of me that tightens and release each time he passes his hands over my sensitive and wet clit. I want more. But I don't know what it is. I keep trying to breathe but it escapes my chest when he caress the right spot. "I want more.." I said pleadingly. "But I don't know what it is." I said leaning into him. He looked at me with a mischievous smile. "I know what you want but you would have to ask for it." he said devilishly. "Please, is that the magic word?" I said hopefully. "No! Say you want my dick to fuck you till you come." he said coming closer. I know what he is doing. He wants me to curse. My father abhors foul language. He once smacked my face for saying 'fiddle sticks'. He said it wasn't lady-like. So when I said: "I want you to fuck me with your dick till I cum." I nearly did. He rushed to open his overalls. As he was unbuttoning himself, I couldn't help myself and asked him to untie me. He did with ease. I reached out to his crotch and slowly unbutton the rest. He pulled his overalls over and off his shoulders. All the while looking at me and the way I watched him undress. I reached out my hands to touch his shoulders. They were strong and broad. He feels so manly and different to me. My fingers ran across his chest making his muscles ripple and tighten as I move them lower to his waist. I tug at his shirt and he helped me get it up and over his head. Flinging it into the shadow of a corner. If anyone asked why it happened or why I did it. All I can think of was his eyes. They said so much in that moment as he looked at me. He kissed me some more before touching my legs, moving up to my waist and pulling my panties down over them. He took the black laced thong to his mouth. He sniffed them before he tasted the crotch. I felt so embarrassed as he did this. But it only excites me more. He leaned his head to my crotch and began to lick me. I can feel his tongue against my privates. It was another new sensation for me. I grabbed his hair and pulled him encouragingly closer to my open legs. When he began to suck. My legs spasm and open wider allowing him to have more access to my love nest. He was licking and sucking my opening. My clit felt tensed and tight. I wanted to do something more but I was scared to give into it. The more he dug his tongue deeper into me the more I pushed him back. Till he raised his head and lifted me up from knees. I slid up the wall which tugged my top down, exposing my breasts. He looked at them momentarily. And then back into my eyes. I flushed red from his look. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. I ran my fingers through his hair. I tasted myself on his lips and it was sour but sensual. "Come into me." is all I can say from there on. "I was planning to from ever since I started to work for your father." he said letting go one leg. He grabbed and rubbed his exposed member against my wet womanhood and thrust. I was shocked by the surprise more than the pain when he tore through my virginity. He was in me. His member, an appendix of his body was planted inside of my body. He waited until my breathing had a rhythm and I was beckoning him to move. He did with slow strokes. In he went to only pull out half way to slid in quicker back in. Each thrust was an engraving upon my body. As my body tighten to hold him still. I hadn't realize I was making noise till he whispered in my ear: "Yeah, keep making that noise for me." His thrust was meaningful and forceful but it felt godly inside of me. He grabbed my other leg to open my body to his thrust. His muscles became pronounced the more he thrust himself inside of my body. I felt fire and a torrent of derogative emotions. I felt guilt at loving the feel of him in me, shame for being exposed to a man and dirty for being fucked. I held on to him as he kept sliding himself into my snatch. I was lost to his efforts that when he spoke. I remembered there was more to him than his lower half. "Hey, look at me. I want to see your face when you cum." he said. I looked at him confused but then I felt it. Something began deep inside till it exploded up and out of my body. I cried out. It was such an unexpected sensation. I felt my walls tighten and spasm around his phallus. Then he too shuddered with the same emotion. As his body jerked and spew out his lust into me. "You came inside of me." I said bewildered. "Yeah and it felt good." he replied. We kissed some more and we live happily ever after.... Or so I hope. I know it is all a fantasy each time I masturbate in front of him on top of my balcony. I go outside in the same get up and he would watch me. He would stop what he is doing in the yard as I would begin to touch myself and he would just look at me with those green eyes. I would hike my skirt up and expose my racy underwear underneath. His body would react and he would go behind the tree to watch me. I would stoop low and show him how I would stick my fingers deep inside my pussy and work myself to a frenzy, but never cumming. I always tell him that was reserved for him. I know he would jack off behind the tree till cum start running down its trunk instead of inside of me. I wish he would kidnapped me. And break me free from these binds that holds me bounded to my roll of being a good girl. I want to be his, his bad girl but he must first break his binds that holds him back from doing so. We are all tied by society's binds when it comes to life's pleasures. So why don't you untie yourself and give in to them. So untie me and come and get me. Untie me! Edited By BlueEyed5ftAngel I was sleeping so soundly! That was the initial thought that came to my mind. As the gauzy, cobweb of sleep was pushed from my mind I struggled to figure out what woke me. Then as wakefulness took me, it was clear. I could feel your lips pressed to mine. They were soft and warm against mine. I could feel your body pressed against me, feel your need for me in your passionate kiss. I responded to your kiss with my instant need for you. Drinking deeply of you; sliding my tongue between my lips to meet yours. I reached up and folded you into my arms. Feeling your soft, bare skin under my hands; letting my fingers slide slowly down your back and sides. Momentarily I was surprised when I reached your waist line; discovering you were completely naked. My surprise must have registered with you, as you broke the kiss and smiled down at me. "Do you like that lover?" You whispered to me. All I could manage was a husky, yes. But my immediate like was obvious as I leaned up and buried my face in the side of your neck, kissing your neck and ear. I could smell your lotion. It was a light sent but so familiar to me, the light sent of gardenia. It always drives me wild and I know you knew this! I gently rolled over, putting you beneath me. Leaning down, I softly kissed the tops of your breasts. Slowly running my hands up and down your sides; slowly caressing you, letting my hand play over your skin. Letting my hands caress your shoulders. Bringing them up the sides of your neck, running my fingertips along your jaw line and face, up into your hair. As I continued exploring your body with my hands, your hands were not idle. I could feel your hands on my chest, running your fingers through the hair and teasing my nipples with your fingertips. Leaning up and sucking into your mouth first one, then the other nipple. I felt your hands tickle their way down my sides and along my lower back, finally coming to rest on my ass. As your hands reached my ass you started squeezing and caressing me and it was quite a turn on. Than you did something that was totally unexpected! You slapped my ass. I don't know what was more surprising the slap or that you had never done this to me before. It was definitely a turn on and I could tell you knew by the wicked smile on your face. You leaned into me and whispered you had something new you wanted to try but you needed me to trust you. This excited me more than I would have believed even though I had no idea what you had in mind. You told me to let you up then sit on the bed. As I sat on the bed you went to a drawer in the dresser and pulled out a dark blue, silk scarf. I could tell you moved some other stuff around in the drawer but did not take it out. You moved to me with this smile on your face and asked me if I trusted you. I told you I trusted you more than any one else. With that, you took the scarf, tied it around my eyes so I could not see then helped me lie back on the bed. It was very quiet and I could hear you moving around the room and bed. With my eyes covered, I could only hear your movements and I wondered what it was you were doing. Than as I felt your hand grasp my wrist and wrap something soft around it, what you had in mind was clear! As you tied my other hand I could feel your excitement! After you finished tying each of my ankles I had a moment of panic! I couldn't hear you! You must have sensed this because you ran your hands down my torso causing me to jump before telling me to trust you. You soon removed your hands and I soon felt something soft and feathery tickling me. Running up and down my body; it felt amazing. After awhile you replaced the object once again with your hands. But before I felt them I felt a warm liquid dripping onto my body. You started rubbing it all over. It felt like oil and your hand soon had me squirming. It was so good and frustrating because I could not control any thing you did. I felt like it couldn't get better but then the combination of your hands and oil found my cock. You slowly stroked the length of me sliding your oiled up hands up and down. I was so excited that in no time I was close to cumming. Then you stopped! I felt helpless to you, unable to touch you, unable to make you continue! It felt so good! It was just so frustrating! I know you loved the control you had over me. The next thing I felt was your body pressed against mine. Our warm bodies meeting, oil making us slippery. You slid your hands all over me. Straddling my body and lowering you onto me! I heard you sigh with pleasure. You began to ride me slowly at first,then settling into a gentle rhythm. It was an odd sensation not being able to touch, see or influence you but very erotic. In no time I was close, I know I was going to explode into you. Then you just stopped! I felt your hands on my chest rubbing… teasing. You told me not yet lover! Even though I couldn't see you, I could just imagine the smile and amusement on your face. You soon started moving on me again. You felt so good wrapped tight around me. You were soon moving with an urgency that was unmistakable. I knew you were close. I could hear you moaning. I just hoped I could hang on until you came. Then you were there, screaming out that you were cumming, "Oh cum with me baby!" you screamed. I could take it no longer and I reached crescendo with you shooting myself deep within you! You collapsed onto my chest. I could feel you pulsing all around my cock still within you, you felt wonderful. You Reached up and removed the scarf from my eyes and kissed me deeply. You asked me if I had liked your little surprise. To which I replied I had; "Only next time I think it is your turn." You smiled at me with a mischievous smile and said. "We'll just have to see." You put your head on my chest and were soon snoring lightly. All I could do was lay there and wonder when you would wake up and untie me! Untie Me, Clayton! *This is for you Clayton! Enjoy!* Clayton eats pussy good. I don't know how else to describe how he does it; it's kind of like a drug addict who hasn't had a fix in weeks. He just goes at it like he's never gonna have it again! I mean, the fire alarm could go off and it won't faze him. When Clayton gets himself concentrating on eating me, there's no stopping him. Which brings me to why I am telling this story. Woman all over should beware of Clayton and his pussy-eating-habits. Yes, he is a very sexy guy, with dreamy blue eyes and a tight muscular body, but it's his "bedroom attitude" that makes him a superstar in bed. Our night together started out innocently. We had fucked many times and enjoyed numerous BDSM type activities. I guess it was the fact that I just got out of the bath, smelling all sweet and freshly shaved. Clayton loved to lick me head to toe after I bathed, which he gladly obliged a few times IN the bath too! "Claaaaayyy-toooonnn", I called in a playful voice, "You wanna play?" "Right now, babe? I just got home from work", he said, setting his laptop case on the desk. "I mean, can I sit and relax first, or is it an emergency?" He laughed. "Well, I got off work early today, so I thought I'd get a head start!" I said, laughing. "My, my, what a horny little devil you are today!" He wrapped his strong arms around my waist. "I wanted to play, that's all!" I pouted, sticking out my bottom lip. Clayton responded by grabbing my lip with his mouth, sucking on it gently. "Oh, look at the lip, aren't we upset?" he taunted. "Ok, tell you what, let me go grab a drink and I'll meet you in the bedroom!" He raised his eyebrows in anticipation. I squealed in delight, and then hopped off into the bedroom to enjoy the fun. Clayton came into the bedroom and put his drink on the nightstand. I turned the lights down low, lighting a few candles to add to the effect. I was SO in the mood for some fun with Clayton. He never fails to entice me, especially with those blue eyes. "Lie down, on your back, babe", he whispered. A shiver ran through me; I knew we were going to have some fun tonight! I lay down on the bed, spreading my legs for him. I knew he'd appreciate my hot bath and shave. As he brushed his face past my pussy, I swear he could smell how wet I was already. Clayton teased my clit by playing "eskimo kisses" with it, with his nose. I wanted so badly to grab the back of his head and shove his face into my whole crotch, but I knew Clayton would take care of me. I lie as still as I could, my chest heaving with desire. He licked up and down my legs, paying close attention to my inner thighs. I was so fired up that I thought I would hyperventilate! My breathing was fast and hard. He began to use his tongue flatly around my hole, teasing my clit. I raised my hips, to meet his tongue, but he kept dancing around my clit. "Oh please Clayton, please lick my clit! I need to cum sooooo badly! Please, please give me an orgasm!" I said in a hoarse whisper. I writhed in pleasure as he rammed two fingers easily into my wet pussy. He was so sexy, I thought I was gonna faint! I twisted my nipples, scratching them lightly with my nails. Clayton made me feel so good. I guess that's why I was madly in love him! "Please, please make me cum!" I begged, my hips bucking to meet his fingers, now wet from my gushing hole. "C'mon Clayton please!" I licked my lips, wanting him to kiss me deeply, so I could taste myself. Clayton placed his thumb in my pussy for a minute, and then slowly drug it down further. "I love to finger your tight asshole", he said. "It's so tight and feels so good when I fuck it." With two fingers in my cunt and his thumb now in my ass, I was ready to explode. He sensed that I was close to an orgasm and sucked greedily on my clit. Within seconds, I was cumming madly! "Oh god Claytonnnnnnnn", I screamed. "That feels sooo gooooddd!" I thought I would never stop cumming! A second orgasm rushed over me in a wonderful wave. He reached under me and lifted my hips, his mouth more able to get deeper, and his fingers penetrating harder. I was lost in a sea of pleasure. All I could think about was Clayton's hard cock in me. As soon as the second orgasm passed, he lowered my hips gently to the bed. He withdrew his fingers and rolled over to the nightstand. His hard cock had pre-cum dripping from it. I wanted very much to take his cock down my throat and return the favor. With a devilish grin, he retrieved the leather wrist cuffs and wooden leg spreader bar. I knew the fun was far from over. Clayton secured my wrists to the corners, as well as my ankles. I was not going anywhere! The wooden spread bar made it impossible to close my legs. "I love when you're all spread open for me," he whispered. "I'll bet you would be awful angry if I left you tied up here for a while. Maybe I'll make you wait for my cock." "You have got to be kidding!" I cried. "You're crazy! You can't just get a girl all horny, and then leave her here! I swear Clayton, if you do..." my voice trailed off. "Clayton please, I need to be fucked, c'mon baby!" I pleaded with him. "I want your hard cock in my cunt right now!" "Mmmmmmm", he moaned, licking my slit from bottom to top. "Tastes soooo good". Clearly he was ignoring my request! I wouldn't have minded the extra innings except the fact that after more than two orgasms my clit becomes really sensitive. Also, I had the spreader bar between my legs so there was NO way I could resist! I loved that he adored pussy eating, but now I feared I had created a monster! He ate me with such greed that I was afraid I'd pass out from pleasure! "Clayton baby please, stop, my clit is freaking out there!" I said. His response? Sucking on my clit full force! I instantly orgasmed! The waves rose through me, the spreader bar adding to the effect. His fingers penetrated my asshole again and I knew I was going to cum. I tried in vain to close my legs, but couldn't. He tongue-fucked my pussy hole and moaned. The vibrations were wonderful! "Oh Clayton, yes YES!" I cried, rubbing my hole all over his face. "That's it, YES! Eat your pussy! It's all yours! OH YES!" I came hard, and then started to relax. I begged him to fuck me, but after planting a few kisses on my inner thighs, he moved his head down to my crotch and ate me some more!" "Clayton please, I can't take it anymore! Untie me, Clayton!" I begged, tears in my eyes. "My clit is throbbing and my asshole is burning!" I needed him in me, right now! "You want me to fuck you?" he said, those dreamy blue eyes mesmerizing me. "I'll fuck you. And I'll fuck you good and hard." He uncuffed my ankles from the bed, leaving the spreader bar on my legs. "I'll fuck you REAL good and hard, baby!" He lifted my legs up to my chest. With one thrust, his cock rammed into my soaking wet pussy. "Oh god, CLAYTON!" I screamed. "Yes, oh yes, fuck me hard, fuck your pussy good and hard baby!" And fuck me hard he did! I came all over his cock! He was thrusting hard and deep into my wet hole, his fingers twisting my nipples. I pulled at the leather cuffs in agony. I couldn't move and he knew it. I bit my lip, bucking my hips to meet his. He leaned down and, grabbing my lips with his, he sucked on my mouth. As he fucked me hard, his tongue rammed deep into my mouth, his kiss leaving me in an ocean of pleasure and pain. The fucking was always great with Clayton. I mean, sure, the foreplay was better than anyone else I'd been with, but when it came to the actual dick-in-pussy part, he was the man! I wanted him to give it to me doggie-style, but I don't think he wanted to go through the trouble of untying me just yet. "You like my hard cock in your wet pussy, don't you, you slut?" he said smiling. He kissed all around my ankles, which tickled me and left me giggling. I shivered and my nipples ached from their lovely abuse. I started deep into his eyes before closing them to enjoy my pounding. I could smell his sweat. Our fucking felt like it had gone on forever, as I felt like I was floating on air. The more he pounded me, the more I came. When he began to grunt, I could tell that he was close to cumming. "Aah, jeez, here I go!" he cried. With that, he thrust deep into me. I gave a yelp as the sharp pain spread throughout my pussy. He always likes to go out with a bang, so he pounded me real hard a few more times before collapsing his head onto my breasts. After he came, he gently licked from my breasts up to my neck. He then uncuffed me and held me close. Even though I think he is crazy sometimes, I felt comfort in the thought that I was all Clayton's and he was all mine.