First of all, I just want to say a heart-felt Thank you to all who commented here. Feedback is always very much appreciated and it is excellent to know that my work is appreciated by so many. I hope Chapter two lives up to the task. I regret that it took so long to finish, but I didn't want to shorten it or jeapardise the quality of the content. I'm genuinely sorry about the delay, and I can only hope that you all feel that the next Chapter has been worth the wait. Enjoy!
CHAPTER TWO: Hands, tease, and whoops-a-daisy
Josh thrashed and squirmed, but he couldn't escape. The back of his head was massaged by the cushy pillow as four fingers clasped tight over his lips. Katy’s left thumb rested neatly under his chin, completing the powerful yet delicate hand-gag. But that hand was doing next to nothing compared to the
other one.
The other hand was running riot across Josh’s midriff. The fingers stroked, brushed, tickled and prodded with an unsurpassable amount of experience. Katy knew exactly what to do when; her fingers having free reign. Josh’s back arched and collapsed and arched again, with shorter intervals in between; he attempted to roll from side to side – he attempted a number of things; his torso contorting in a variety of manners as it tried to escape the torture Katy was dishing out. He wanted to laugh but couldn’t; breathing was becoming more difficult by the second; he felt like she was tickling the life out of him.
She had begun gently enough; stroking and massaging his midriff; her hand sliding effortlessly across the skin, causing it to shiver as it did. All this under the T-shirt as she calmly massaged and probed, preparing him for more. Ever so slowly, so gradually – at a pace so stealthy Josh hadn’t even noticed, she had worked the garment up the way, so that the hem was now folded over across his chest, leaving the lower area exposed. Here was her playground for now. Although she had kept the zip of his jeans down, she had only playfully slipped her index finger through the hole once – an innocuous stroke of the pants was all, for now.
Josh wondered if Katy was aware of the havoc she was causing. This was torture – but the sort of torture that he would willingly come back for more of. Adrenaline was pumping throughout his entire system; the more he choked and strived for air, the more alive he felt. She was killing him softly; he had perhaps only a couple of minutes – and he didn’t mind one bit. She was situated right over his crotch, and there was a sure-fire reaction there too. He could feel the blood pumping in, causing the growth, the stiffness, the rising…
No! Don’t do that! He couldn’t convey the message as Katy did what she did. She was leaning in, bringing herself closer; her rounded breasts were in sniffing distance as he jolted and folded; he couldn’t resist – he tried to plead with her with his eyes, tried to get the message across…
Please! You’re too attractive! I can’t hold it in much longer! If Katy had got that message, she wasn’t letting on. She was grinning happily, and gave the smallest laugh as she saw the look of desperation on his face. The intensity of the tickling did not relent. It was increasing – now the knuckles of the fingers were getting involved, depriving him of even more breath that he didn’t have. He felt saliva building in his throat; he couldn’t swallow; he couldn’t do anything, almost every part of him was shutting down, except the trouser department…
Katy was getting closer and closer. His nose brushed against her shirt as he rebounded off the pillow; so violent were his spasms that her gagging hand wasn’t pinning him down completely. Her breasts were being put right into his vision; he closed his eyes; he still dry-wretched as she showed him no mercy, now he was really choking; he felt his mouth full of liquid; he opened his eyes again. He was just in time to see a white shirt completely obscure his vision as her bosom covered his nostrils… He couldn’t bear it any longer – all at the same time he was suffocating, choking, and about to come as the fingers danced around the navel –
And then it happened. The fingers stopped running free; the index finger stroked right up his centre; the girl on top of him rose as one. In the same instant he was allowed to breathe, gasp, and appreciate the relief of weight from his pelvis. Saliva escaped upwards from his mouth as it opened in an exhilarated groan of drawing breath; the now unrestrained head shot a yard off the pillow before plummeting down into it and burying itself there.
His mouth was wider than it ever had been; taking in air in hyper-ventilated chunks. He shivered once or twice as the oxygen raced into his system. Katy was doing absolutely nothing to him now and still he felt like she was torturing him. She’d done such a good job even the after effects were taking about a minute to happen. His heart rate was slowly returning to normal. He lay back, still on the edge that she had taken him to, wondering what she was going to do next. Had she finished?
Smiling, she leaned in again. “Was that good?†she whispered.
Josh didn’t trust himself to form words, so he just nodded.
“Aww.†Katy crooned, realising his difficulty. “
Now do you see why people find it fun to get tied up? To give up control completely to somebody they trust?â€
Again, Josh nodded.
Katy was beaming at him. Then, slowly, she leaned in again. Before Josh could really register what was happening, they were kissing again. It was like she was paralysing him with her lips; a numbing sensation radiated through his veins. He felt like he wanted to suspend this moment forever in time. Was this right? Was this
real? This had to be too good… maybe it was all a dream.
She raised herself upwards eventually. He was sure there was a stupid expression on his face. He couldn’t help it; nobody but her existed for him now; he just had to gaze in wonder up at the vision of beauty. She was looking down at him, as though waiting for something. Her head was cocked ever so slightly to one side, and all she did was sit there. The moment of realisation hit him like a punch in the gut.
She’s waiting for me to say something!! Say something clever! Something witty! Still he just laid there, without saying anything… the seconds were passing by. Tick after tock after tick after tock after tick after tock and he
still wasn’t saying anything! This was bad; this was a good situation and now he was messing it up by not knowing how to speak to a girl. And for the first time in his life, Katy became a
girl.
Katy had always been a girl, but she had always been Josh’s friend too. They had grown up together; had first met and made undeletable ties of friendship as young children, before the age where it became weird for boys to play with girls. As such, Josh had never been self-conscious or nervous in speaking to Katy; talking to her had been as easy as talking to someone in his family. But now, feelings were racing through his head; now he felt the need to impress, and for the first time he was nervous about what to say to her.
Well something would be a start! About a minute had passed since they had stopped kissing, and still he had not said anything. This was becoming an awkward silence at high speed. He had to say something, and fast. And his brain was still frozen; all he knew was that words were going to form sooner or later, and when they did, they would be neither witty nor clever – he would be lucky to get a coherent sentence out. He was going to blow it, he knew it, and all that remained was to wait for the incriminating words to form in his mouth…
“Have you finished?â€
Josh felt his entire body freeze; just a moment after that his eyes screwed shut in the deepest embarrassment. On the one hand, that hadn’t been quite as bad as he thought it was going to be; on the other it was still a pretty stupid thing to say. He opened one eye to see what Katy’s response would be.
How would she take it? There was more than one way to take that sentence. It could be a suggestion that she’d gone too far, or a suggestion that she hadn’t gone far enough. She might take it as an insult –
What if she takes it as an insult? Hang on – she said something! “Why?†It was one word.
Why? Why had he said that, what had he meant; what did she mean… thoughts flooded through his mind in random order. There hadn’t been a very playful edge to the word. It had been more audible and more conversational. This was heading out of fun territory. On the up side, it looked like they were about to have a conversation, but on the down side, he
still had to be very careful about what words he chose. And a realisation came that it would be very easy to insult this girl right now, which was
not a good idea when tied to her bed, completely at her mercy.
“Well…†That word was a reasonable start. He was considering, and appearing to be considering too. But he had to get this next part right. “I don’t know what happens now.†– He decided a meek admission was a good policy. “I don’t know what you’re planning on doing next. I don’t know…†he trailed off. “This is all new to me. It’s great; don’t get me wrong, I just – what happens now?†He looked pleadingly at her.
Please understand!
Katy peered down at him, as if trying to work him out. After a few seconds, there was a faint trace of a smile returning. Just a trace, but it was there. Then, she leaned slightly closer to him again. “What do you
want to happen next?â€
Was he supposed to choose? He settled for: “You’re the one in control; you tell me†– and immediately he congratulated himself. That actually sounded like a proper response!
At least, Katy liked it. Her head went back the way and she laughed. “Good boy! You’re learning.†Then, she was leaning closer still. “You asked me if I was
finished.†she said dangerously. The words were harshly spoken, but even an amateur like Josh could detect the playful edge returning. “Did you
want me to be finished?â€
Josh considered, but he felt like he had time to come up with a proper answer. “I said you could do whatever you liked with your hands.â€
Katy smiled. Then she moved without warning. In a few seconds flat, his jeans were unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down to his knees. “I did
that with my hands.†she grinned. The playful element to her words was returning in full. But there was still a harsh and dangerous quality to them too – a quality that Josh did not particularly mind at the moment. “You scared?â€
Josh maybe didn’t have a lot of experience talking to girls, but he thought he knew what he was supposed to say in this situation. “Bring it on!†he smiled.
Katy’s eyes widened. Her mouth opened just a little; part smile, part surprise – and partly a look that said
OK, you’re for it, Mister! Here eyes conveyed a message that he couldn’t quite place. Her tongue rolled across her lips before she spoke, with the playful edge heightened even more. “Is that – a
challenge?â€
Josh smiled. “Yeah; I guess it is.â€
Katy was smiling with her eyes, and Josh suddenly knew what they were saying. It wasn’t a message to
him. Katy’s eyes had lit up like she’d hit the jackpot. She was hearing everything she wanted to hear. Her head lolled back a bit; taking him in; sizing him up. Then she was on top of him again; straddling his pelvis; facing him eye-to-eye. “What do I have permission to do?â€
“Anything with your hands.â€
“Is that
all?â€
Josh considered. “What else do you
want to do?â€
Katy smiled superiorly. “Oh no, you challenged me – I’m not letting you know what my plans are! If you’re
really not scared, then give me permission to do
anything to you. Then you’ll find out what happens.â€
Josh considered. That did sound very tempting. On the other hand, he already knew how good he had felt when she was just using her hands, and a challenge was a challenge. “I’m making it difficult for you. Stick to anything with your hands. You
did give quite a long list of the things you could do just with your hands.â€
Katy’s eyes widened for a moment, but she was smiling. “Okay; you asked for it!†Her right hand placed itself on his midriff, and immediately it was sliding downwards. This time it was sliding under the pants… he felt the fingers run across the shaft… and now she had a firm grip on it.
Josh had heard a lot of things from various sources about girls. A lot of the “information†came from his school friends – not what he’d considered to be a
reliable source. A teenage joke had resulted in his friends talking about masturbation – and how it made sense when girls weren’t around. One of his friends had said that if a girl
was around, she sometimes would
do it for you. Josh had taken that with a pinch of salt – after all, surely not? Today he was finding out it was true. Katy hadn’t come to hold what she was currently holding by accident – she knew what she was doing, and as he felt the tug and pull from her delicate fingers, he knew exactly what her intentions were too.
The left hand got it on the action too. Not in the downstairs department, but tickling mercilessly upstairs. He was forced to writhe and squirm; he couldn’t help it. She had him exactly where she wanted him, slowly exhausting him, and all the time a reaction was happening…
He could feel the blood rising into his member; he could feel the stiffness and the rising and he knew that Katy could feel it too. There was no denying what was happening; she knew what reaction she was getting. Her fingers down there stopped the ticklish caressing and progressed into a tugging and rubbing. He was getting very excited very quickly.
He tried to hold back. There was a scary vision entering his head – of what Katy would think of him if he was to come; if the stuff sprayed all over her hand. She’s a girl, she would find that disgusting – so he tried in desperation to calm down; not to suffer the embarrassment of premature ejaculation. How experienced was Katy? Did she know she was irresistible?
There was no holding back; he was being taken right there. He had no more defences available; no energy left to resist. Katy was just too good. The moment came when he gave in. There was a moment of realisation when he accepted his fate – he was
not going to be able to stop this. He tried to console himself – it was a natural reaction; he felt the preliminary feeling – a slight burning sensation, a tightening in his genitalia and the feeling that he was bursting for a pee – it was about to happen –
But it didn’t. The hand released him just in time. The other hand stopped tickling. At the very last second, Katy had shown some mercy. He was teetering over the edge but not falling. Whether Katy knew how close she had been, he didn’t know. But gasps and groans were escaping from his mouth as relief flooded through him. He hadn’t wanted his first girl-created orgasm to happen like that, and Katy had obligingly stopped just when it had seemed too late.
Katy was leaning in and smiling again. She had arched her pelvis off of his body, giving his member some air. More crucially, there was no pressure being applied to it. But he could feel the erection; it was pointing upwards – it still made contact with her trousers. She had to know what she’d done. There was no hiding it. If she looked down, she’d be able to see it, and she’d certainly have felt it with her fingers.
“I can tell you’re enjoying this.†she smiled. “The gasps tell me so.
But… I don’t think it’s a good idea to be so loud. After all, we wouldn’t want anyone hearing you, would we? We wouldn’t want anyone coming to rescue you.†She winked, and climbed off of him – off of the bed in fact.
“What do you mean?†Josh asked.
Katy took a step away and admired the view from afar. “Would you really want anyone except me to see you like that?†she asked playfully.
Josh looked down. His penis was beginning to feel cold, but it still hadn’t wilted. The waistband of his boxers barely touched the shaft, which had escaped out and up from them long ago. It was pointing upwards towards the ceiling. “No, of course not!†The thought was horrible. He could only bear
Katy seeing it because she was the one that had put him like this. He certainly didn’t want anyone else to find out about this.
“So trust me.†She smiled, and turned away from him. He watched as she headed over to the other side of the room – to her walk in wardrobe – and disappeared inside. She was only out of view for a matter of seconds, but Josh’s trepidation was rising. She clearly had something planned next, but he’d no idea what it was.
He felt none the wiser as she reappeared and walked towards him with two small items, which as she drew closer appeared to be silk handkerchiefs. His inexperience was obvious as he still had no idea as she climbed back on top of him with a seductive smile that was supposed to give away what was about to happen to him. The clue did not help at all.
Initially, there was nothing. She laid them down at his side without doing anything to them. But then there was a clear moment when a thought struck her – a momentary pause as it came to her. And then came a look – a look that could penetrate right into his heart. The look told him she was overly gentle and playful, things he knew already. But there was something else as well. As their eyes met, he realised something he knew had already been obvious, but he hadn’t appreciated – this girl had a dirty mind.
She picked up one of the silk handkerchiefs, and gently draped it over his upstanding helmet. Her hand grabbed the shaft through the cloth, and pulled on the silk, sliding it down the shaft towards the base. Then, she picked up the other handkerchief. This one started at the base, but wasn’t moved upwards – instead, she cupped it over his testicles. She pressed it there for a moment or so, and in so doing, was literally holding him by the balls.
Josh didn’t know what to make of this. Was this what girls normally did to guys? So far had been so good, but he didn’t know where she was going with this. He still had no real guesses as she took the second one away, and grasped his erection through the silk again. It had eased off a bit by now; the colder air getting to it. She pulled it downwards, and gently helped it back inside his pants, removing the handkerchief. Then she pulled his trousers up. She had to feel around and massage his buttocks to slide the back up to behind his waist, but she got there. Then she zipped him up and buttoned the trousers too. He was now pitching a small tent as the last of the erection was still there. The helmet was chafing against the material; he hadn’t had enough “cool down†time, he realised he was still in danger of coming. That danger was confirmed as she slid her pelvis on top of his, putting pressure on the area. And what was she planning?
He soon found out. The silk scarves were brought upwards. Katy was fluid as she moved, and he could see some of her working, but still couldn’t quite see how she did it. But somehow, the handkerchiefs were unified in a tie around his cheeks and head, and they protruded into his mouth. He felt like he was part eating them, and it took him a moment longer to work out what had actually happened. She had gagged him. And that wasn’t all, he realised – gagged with handkerchiefs that had been in contact with his private parts.
“Now what will I do with you?†She examined her prey. Tied, gagged – totally helpless. Once more, she took full charge of the situation, straddling him. But she was gentle this time, transferring some of her weight to her knees, taking the pressure off of him. She took hold of the T-shirt and gently rolled it up as far as it would go. His entire chest was exposed. Then, she leaned in, her head going down towards it.
As he felt the soft moisture on his skin, just below his thumping heart, it took him a moment longer to realise she was kissing him, just ever so slightly, on his exposed torso. He felt it again, in a slightly different area, and again, and again. The touch of her lips was as delicate as could be; as tender as he had ever felt, each one paralysing him a little bit more as she kissed around his heart. A slightly different sensation rippled through him and he realised that now the tongue was getting involved. She kissed and caressed with her lips, licked with her tongue, and now – what was she doing to his nipple?
Josh wanted to commit the moment to eternal memory. He’d never felt this way before and he was enjoying it immensely as he realised she was sucking on his nipple. How long she carried on this routine, he did not know. He did not care. He did not want it to stop.
When she finally did raise her head, there were clear signs it wasn’t over yet. The sly look was back on her face. “Well, I think I have thoroughly explored
your upper half. Now… question. Would you like to see
mine?
Josh’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was she really going to show him her…? He nodded as fervently as he could. He was done playing games; trying to work out what the right answer was (although he was pretty sure it was yes). He knew that Katy knew that he knew that she had him where she wanted. There was no point denying anything to her.
She grinned slyly, and took the pressure off her knees. Her pelvis came down on top of his again. But she had carried on; she was leaning in; the two perfectly supple, rounded breasts, hidden beneath that white layer, were leaning in again… He couldn’t see them yet but he felt his anticipation rising… something else was rising too but he paid it no heed.
With one hand, Katy was reaching for the topmost button that was still done up. With the other, the fingers were crawling across his skin towards his T-shirt. “Okay, here goes.†she said. Her finger was on the button; it was half way through the slit already. But then, out of nowhere, the T-shirt came up, over his eyes, taking away his vision just as the two seams of her top parted to reveal the bra. For the tiniest nanosecond he might’ve seen it, but now she was tucking the front of the T-shirt behind his head, keeping his sight obscured. Her legs tightened their hold on his sides and he felt the bra rub against his chest. This sent a shiver right through him…
And it happened. His broken resistance finally gave way completely and immediately he felt his pants fill as it all escaped. He moaned into his gag as the ejaculation sent a spasm from top to toe, with a small but firm shudder accompanying it. A tear formed in his eye as he shuddered again, slighter this time, hoping against hope that Katy had not noticed what he knew; that she had brought him to orgasm.
As the high of the release ebbed away, it was overcome by a sense of panic and shame. How could he let this happen? It had been going so well. What would Katie think of him when she found out? He couldn’t see how he’d be able to hide it from her in his current state.
For the next minute, he barely registered what Katy was doing to him, sensual as it was. He was still panicking about being made to let go prematurely – how was he supposed to have held it in? His brain was racing, trying to figure a way out. But there was none. He could feel the semen creeping across and down his leg, beginning to reach his trousers now. This was a mess, a complete mess.
It didn’t get any easier. If Katy had noticed him come, she was doing a very good job of hiding it. She was carrying on regardless with more tickling and sensual probing. She had “forgotten†to take the T-shirt back down. He no longer knew whether her bra would’ve been visible if he could see.
The air was hot and claustrophobic – he didn’t know how long his lungs would put up with eau de Josh being forced into them. The oxygen was thin. His breaths were becoming shorter.
“So, you’ve now been tied up and teased.†Katy told him. “What do you think? Am I a good girl? Would you like some more?â€
Josh genuinely had no idea what to say (nod or shake); he lay rigid and still. Luckily, Katy took it as a good sign. “Awww, poor baby’s tired.†she crooned. “I think I’ll need to go and get some…†she breathed in audibly, searching for the word. If she found it, she didn’t speak it – just left it hanging.
He felt her rise and slide off of him; heard her feet hit the floor as she stood up. His breathing was becoming even shorter. He felt in danger of passing out. Then he heard words which really chilled him.
“Back in fifteen minutes.†He felt her kiss him on the cheek, but then sensed her move away. This was confirmed as he heard the unmistakable sound of her bedroom door closing behind her. Katy had left him alone, wallowing in his own dread. Fear of what had happened; apprehension at what was to come. Katy was not finished yet.