## Curiousity and Cats...

Post by HunterX » Sat Jun 29, 2013 5:09 am

A little rusty, so just starting out with a small intro to get warmed up...
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I've known her for well over a year, and we've always been "flirty" toward one another. She was absolutely gorgeous - 5'6", blonde hair, blue eyes, curvy little body that I just couldn't keep my eyes off. She knew all that, and loved the attention - would sometimes even wear things she knew I liked, just to know she was getting a reaction. As for myself, I've always felt I was average-looking, at best on the upper end of average. Brown hair, carrying muscle with a little too much padding around the middle, but have never had problems getting a girlfriend.
She *loved* talking about sex at work. Since we worked in small groups, it wasn't a problem for most people. A few months ago she mentioned that I never talk about what I like - I said it was because it wasn't exactly mainstream, and a lot of people are uncomfortable with the topic. She countered with a rather defensive "I'm pretty kinky too... I don't just have sex in the bedroom after all!" I smiled and nodded. Since then we've had a few more conversations of that nature, and her interest has been piqued - and she realized that what I was talking about went far beyond the adage of "location, location, location."
Problem was, she had a boyfriend... and she wasn't the type to cheat. So I stayed at a distance, always there for her to talk, helping her out with things, etc... She said that if she and her boyfriend didn't work out, she'd "give me a shot." I'd assumed it was a joke, teasing as she so often did, but a month later they were indeed broken up. And that, in a nutshell, was what led me to where I was now... namely, pacing in the foyer of my house, heart thundering in my chest as I hear the car door slam shut outside.
**
Allie brushed a strand of blonde hair back over shoulder and took a deep breath to steady her nerves. About two weeks after the breakup, she'd been asked if she was serious about "giving him a shot." It started out teasing, the two of them setting up the parameters of her stay... but somewhere in the middle of the conversation she realized that she was going to go through with it. He hadn't given her any details, just vague warnings and suggestions that she put serious thought into what she was strongly against... and she found that even phrases like that sent her pulse racing... the thrill of the unknown, the excitement of something new...
When she rapped her knuckles on the door, his response of "come in, kitten" was almost immediate. She opened the door and paused and his expression - his eyes widened slightly, gaze roving down the length of her body and back up. Allie had chosen her outfit to impress - short black skirt, tank top, ripped stockings that barely peeked above her thigh-high black leather boots. She'd considered pulling her hair back in a ponytail, but she liked the way she looked with it down, and he'd always complimented her hair. His expression of desire was unmistakable, and brought a flush to her cheeks.
"Kitten?"
"My nickname for you today," he said as a grin settled into place, "I'll explain later. Turn around, let me see the ensemble." Allie smiled back and spread her arms, beginning a slow pirouette to show off the clothes that she'd chosen. She felt a thrill inside, knowing that she was getting exactly the reaction that she'd been going for with them. Halfway through her turn, she felt him behind her, one of his hands on her hip while another caught a handful of her hair. She gasped as he pulled her head back, just hard enough to exert control. When he spoke, she could feel his breath tickling her ear, and a tremor ran down her body at the sudden loss of control.
"Do you remember the rules of today's visit?" His voice was deep, barely above a whisper, and she as she leaned back against him she could rest her head on his chest. Allie could feel his heartbeat racing, and her body responded almost unconsciously to his obvious desire.
"I do what you say," she replied, momentarily surprised at the breathless tone of her own voice, "I'm yours, for six hours."
"No questions, no arguing, no hesitation," he reiterated as he had when they were laying out the parameters of her visit. She nodded understanding.
"No questions, no arguing, no hesitation," she repeated.
"And when we're done, you'll leave hale and hearty - no injuries, no visible marks, no scars," he continued before chuckling deep in his throat. The sound made his chest rumble, and another tremor ran through Allie, "Were there any other limits you wanted to mention before we start?" Allie's mind was whirling with so many hormones she could barely process what he was saying much less consider a coherent response. She shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.
"Very well then, kitten," he released her hair, and the blonde girl gasped as a dark cloth slipped down over her eyes almost immediately. She felt the blindfold being tied in place at the back of her head, and instinctively reached up to feel the fabric - silk. He took a step back and Allie wavered for a moment, suddenly bereft of physical contact.
"First rule," he said, "you may only wear what I permit. Right now, that's limited to a blindfold. Remove everything else."

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Post by HunterX » Sun Jun 30, 2013 6:25 am

part two, posted amidst the sound of chirping crickets.. Comments are, of course, welcome!
**
Allie nodded and reached up to pull the tank top up over her head. She wore a black strapless bra beneath, barely containing her breasts. She was careful not to dislodge the blindfold as the slid the shirt free and allowed it to drop to the floor. Allie paused then for a moment, expectantly, but I remained silent and she reached behind to unfasten the clasp of her bra.
As she slid the fabric free, her breasts sagged only slightly, and I could feel my own breath deepen; I wanted her, so much that it was a monumental accomplishment of willpower that I didn’t take her right then. She unbuttoned the skirt and allowed it to slide down the length of her legs, and my gaze followed it, unbidden. Shock registered when I realized she had not panties on; that was most unexpected! My eyes lingered, watching the way her legs moved while encased in the leather boots before stepping up behind her.
I caught her long blonde hair in my hand again and pulled her head back, smiling at the gasp that escaped her lips. This close, I could breathe in the scent of her hair, her skin… I leaned down slightly to let my lips trail along the side of her neck, and a shiver ran through her body.
“Good enough,” I said softly, my lips brushing against the tender skin at the base of her neck, “The boots can stay.” I reached for the small table in the foyer, eager to move our encounter to the next level.
**
Ellie found herself leaning back against him subconsciously; denied her sight, she craved stimulus of some kind. She was unable to see his expressions, watch how he reacted to her – but the tone of his voice left no doubt that he was enjoying the view that she was giving him! She felt him step back from her, and barely suppressed a mewl of disappointment.
Gently he guided her arms behind her back, and she tensed as she felt the first few coils of rope being wrapped slowly about her wrists. Allie resisted the instinctive urge to pull her hands away, struggling to stay still as her arms were secured together at the small of her back. He took his time, arranging each coil so that it didn’t pinch skin, cinching it tight enough to trap her wrists but not so much as to be painful. The feather light touch of his fingertips traced up her arms, and she shivered.
“Is that too tight?” His voice was low and husky, and Allie felt a thrill at his arousal being so obvious. She shook her head, unwilling to speak. His arms slid around her, fingers brushing the undersides of her breasts and tracing a path around her nipples. She caught her bottom lip in her teeth, struggling to remain silent as she felt them rise in response to her own arousal.
One of his hands came up and brushed lightly across her lower lip. Allie parted her lips, her tongue darting forth to flick lightly against his finger. He rubbed it across her lips again, and she opened her mouth obligingly. A triumphant smile teased the corners of her mouth; even bound and blindfolded, she could determine the pace of this encounter. What happened next abruptly dispelled that illusion!
She gave a brief sound of shock as something was slid into her open mouth – not his finger, as she’d been expecting, but a hard rubber ball that was rolled deftly between her jaws. The process caught her by surprise, and before she could react her mouth was stretched wide with the offending device wedged behind her lips. Straps attached to it were pulled behind her head and buckled together. Already her jaw was beginning to ache, and she made a muffled sound of protest.
“Relax, kitten,” he whispered in her ear, touching her jaw below her ear, “trust me.” Allie took a deep breath and willed her jaw to relax; the ball in her mouth slid deeper, settling behind her teeth rather than squarely between her jaws, and she was able to close her mouth to a more comfortable degree. So much for her setting the pace, she thought as she realized that speech had also been stolen from her.
The strap for her gag was fastened beneath her hair, and he grabbed a handful of her blonde tresses and guided her deeper into his house. Allie walked along as guided, hoping that she didn’t fall over something as he led her to wherever it was that he planned to take her. Despite her helplessness and loss of control, the mystery of now knowing what he was going to do to her was lifting her curiosity to almost unbearable levels.
Abruptly the air cooled, causing her nipples to ache and rise to attention. As though in response, her captor released her hair and she felt him moving around her. Allie felt his eyes on her, studying her, seeming to bore through her as she shifted in the cool air.
She felt the tip of his tongue, moist and soft, swirling around her left nipple before he formed a seal around it and caught the tip in his teeth. Allie gave a sharp sound of surprise as she arched her back, thrusting her chest toward him as her desire rose to echo his own. She felt moisture, evidence of her own arousal, trickle down the inside of her leg, and moaned in frustration, and helpless desire.
After a few seconds (not nearly long enough!) he released her nipple and stepped close, allowing her to feel his breath on her neck as he leaned down and inhaled deeply. His lips trailed along the nape of her neck and along her jaw line, and her knees trembled as she struggled stay upright on legs that suddenly seemed to be made of rubber.
“Ready for the next step, kitten,” he asked softly.

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Post by Dreamingbound » Sun Jun 30, 2013 6:34 pm

Very Good Start. More please!

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Post by Rob66 » Mon Jul 01, 2013 2:38 am

WOW!

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Post by Mister Mistoffelees » Mon Jul 01, 2013 10:12 am

Nicely intense erotica!...
Welcome to Snowden! Enter at your own risk...

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Post by HunterX » Mon Jul 01, 2013 12:35 pm

My guest gave a muffled grunt of assent accompanied by a curt nod. I grabbed another coil of rope and reached around to circled it about her chest, settling it under her breasts. The rope was long enough to circle her four times, another under and twice over her ample chest. Each time around I found myself momentarily distracted; she was amazing, and she was mine.
When I was finished her arms were trapped against her body as well as together. After admiring the view for a few seconds and allowing my touch to linger across her breasts and nipples, I led her to the only piece of furniture in the room – a wooden table that came to just below her waist. Gently I guided her to it and bent her over forwards, so that her bare breasts were against the coarse surface. A small whimper rolled up from her throat, and I watched with a grin as she shifted her hips and ground her legs together in frustration.
Straps on either side of the table could be connected across her body, holding her in a position bent over. I ran my hand down the side of her body and across her ass, barely suppressing my own groan of desire as I felt my erection straining against my pants. As I slid my hand down lower, she hesitated only an instant before spreading her legs obligingly. I let my touch trace lightly down the back of her leg and up the inner thigh, and was rewarded as I felt the muscles tremble beneath my touch.
I lifted my hand and smiled at the moisture that slicked my fingers, reaching out with my tongue to taste the fluid that served as such clear evidence of her arousal. Kneeling down, I wrapped one of the leather cuffs attached to the table leg to one of hers and slowly guided her legs wider. I repeated the process on the other side, leaving her spread wide, bound, and helpless to resist anything that I chose to do. I had a feeling that it was going to be a very, very good afternoon.
**
Allie’s whole body tensed as his touch glided up her inner thigh. She felt exposed and helpless, every nerve in her body sang with the need for attention and release. The blonde girl could barely squirm in her bonds, and each touch brought forth a fresh wave of arousal. When he pulled his hand away she gave a sound that was half whimper, half groan of frustration.
There was a pause that seemed to go on forever before she felt his touch once more. Yet another rope was wrapped about her, this time around her waist and looped through itself to hang between her and the table. He worked in silence for the most part; that and the blindfold made it impossible to think of anything but the few fleeting touches she’d felt from him, and the incessant thrum of her body as it craved release.
“Relax, kitten,” he said, his voice soft. Once again she felt his touch on her inner thigh, gliding up and sliding between the tender, moist folds that he found there. Allie groaned and tried to rock back into his touch, but her restraints made that maddeningly impossible. After a few seconds he slid his fingers inside, and the bound girl gave a muffled groan as her body bucked against the straps that held her against the table. Before she could achieve actual release however, he pulled his hand away once more. Allie growled through the ball that filled her mouth.
Almost immediately however, she felt something else pressing inside her; at first she thought he’d entered her himself, but realized almost immediately that the texture wasn’t flesh. Allie groaned as it slid deep inside, and he brought the rope between her legs up over it to hold it in place before tying it off to where it encircled his waist. The rope between her legs was essentially holding the device inside her.
“Time to play, kitten,” he said, as the device inside her sprang to life. It vibrated furiously inside her, and she gave a muffled cry of surprise as her body responded instinctively to the stimulus. She tried to grind her hips against the edge of the table, to rub her legs together, but she was helpless to do anything to encourage or deny the orgasm that was rushing toward her with all the inevitable power of a freight train. She sucked in air through her nose, grunting as she bit down on the gag in her mouth. Her whole body was taut, when suddenly the vibrations stopped.
Allie froze, her thighs trembling at the sudden denial. She tried begging for more, for him to keep going, for him to give her the release she so desperately wanted. All that came out was a pitifully muffled series of grunts and gasps for breath.
“Not that easy, kitten,” he said, sliding his hand across her ass as she writhed helplessly, “We’ve only been playing for twenty minutes, so you’ve got a long while ahead of you yet.” Twenty minutes? Her mind whirled, was that all?? Allie didn’t think she could take another fifteen minutes of this, much less five and a half hours!
“Although,” he said thoughtfully, “I suppose I could give you some release before that point, if you were willing to earn it. How does that sound, kitten?” She grunted in affirmative, nodded her head quickly for emphasis. She didn’t know what he wanted, and it didn’t matter. As long as it earned her what she wanted, she was more than willing!

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Post by HunterX » Mon Jul 01, 2013 10:46 pm

I unfastened the straps holding her to the table and helped her stand, but kept her ankles shackled and spread. Working slowly and carefully, I untied her arms and wrists. Once freed, I paused long enough to rub some of the feeling back into her wrists; she’d been tugging at the bonds, and I didn’t want to take a chance that she would hurt herself.
She seemed relaxed once more, so I pulled her arms in front of her and wrapped the bonds about her wrists once more. She stood quietly if not patiently, her breathing slowly returning to normal while I worked. Once her wrists were secured, I lifted her arms above her head and attached them to hook above her head. The hook was attached to another rope, which passed through a pulley and down to an electric gearbox mounted on the wall. The previous owner of the house used it to haul engine blocks out of cars; sometimes I wonder what he would think of how I chose to use his equipment now that it was mine.
Standing behind her, I reached around to tease her nipples. Allie was by far and away the most exquisite creature that I had ever laid eyes on; resisting the urge to leap to the main event was perhaps the most delicious torture I could imagine! In this position I could smell the sweat that was drying on her skin and feel the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. With a low rumble from deep in her chest, she ground her ass back against me, and I found myself unconsciously pressing back as my body tensed at the contact.
“Soon enough, kitten,” I whispered in her ear before backing away. As I moved to the wall, the lie left a bitter taste in my mouth. It wouldn’t be “soon enough” for me… My body was already aching with the desperate desire to make her mine, to lay physical claim to the angel I was holding bound before me.
A surprised gasp came from her as I hit the button and the winch started to tighten. Her wrists were pulled higher, forcing her to stand straight up before I stopped the machine. I moved to the wall and selected one of the toys hanging there – a riding crop – and strode toward my guest for the next phase of our game.
**
Allie’s level of arousal had faded to something more manageable, which was a mixed blessing at best. She was now once more acutely aware of the ache in her shoulders which was made even worse by having them now stretched in the opposite direction. The air in this room seemed cool, damp… the garage, she concluded as she thought of what she saw of his house while driving up.
Something touched her ass then, sliding down to the top of her leg and returning upward to her back. Allie wasn’t sure what it was, although she suspected this was part of the “earning” that he had mentioned before. Whatever it was, it got pulled away an instant before she heard the whistling sound of something slicing through the air. A bright flash of pain caused her to cry out instinctively into the gag that filled her mouth, and she pulled helplessly at her wrists.
“Shhh,” he whispered close by her ear, his hand sliding down over the area of her ass where the strike had landed, “Focus. Breathe.” Allie took a deep breath, and realized that her reaction was borne more of surprise than actual pain. Once more his hands slid around her body, pulling her close as he caressed the tender skin of her nipples, teasing them as his lips brushed against the back of her neck. Allie moaned and leaned back into his embrace, her back arching as the device inside her surged to life once more.
All too soon it stopped though – his arms receding, the device lapsing once more into silence. She Allie felt his hands unfastening the buckle, and the invasive gag that had filled her mouth was pulled free. She worked her sore jaw as her captor ran his hands tenderly through her hair.
“Each hit from the riding crop,” he explained softly, “will earn you thirty seconds of pleasure. After each hit, you can say one of three things: MORE will get you another strike, READY will let you cash in the pleasure you’ve earned, and ENOUGH will bring a stop to everything. Understand?” The game was simple enough, and Allie tried to figure out how much time she’d need to achieve release.
“I understand,” she whispered, her voice soft and yearning, “I’m ready.”

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Post by HunterX » Mon Jul 01, 2013 11:14 pm

I embraced her from behind once more, one hand lightly brushing across her breast while the other moved down to slide between her legs. She tried to spread them, catching her as my fingers massaged her swollen clit. I leaned forward to kiss the side of her neck, and she rolled her head to the side with a moan. I smiled, sure that she could feel the motion with my mouth against her skin.
“Good girl,” I whispered, taking a step back and picking up the riding crop once more. She was obviously prepared this time, her body tense in expectation. As the first hit landed, she gasped and clenched her hands into fists, but didn’t cry out.
“More,” she said quickly, barely taking time to catch her breath before the word came out. The next hit landed across her bare ass, and the breath that she’d been holding came out as an explosive exhale. This time my kitten took a couple seconds, long enough to inhale through her nose and blow out through puckered lips.
“More,” she said, taking a deep breath in anticipation.
**
The third hit landed solid, causing Allie to gasp in shock at the sudden flare of pain. She wasn’t sure if he was hitting harder, or that she was getting more tender from what she’d already suffered. The blonde girl bit her lip against the burning sensation in her behind and nodded, “More.” The next hit took her breath away.
“Fuck! More,” she said it quickly, not fully registering until the following strike left an angry, white hot burning line across her exposed skin. Allie whimpered and instinctively tried to move away, but she was bound securely in place. Despite her helplessness, she wasn’t afraid. This was something she could wrap her mind around – a challenge, a game where winning meant so much more than she’d expected on her drive here!
“Please try to refrain from swearing,” her host said, his voice light and teasing.
“Sorry. More,” Allie said it before she had time to change her mind, crying out as the blow landed. She took deep breaths and exhaled as she tried to focus on something other than the pain. She thought about the aching of her shoulders and wrists, forcing herself to release and clench her hands a few times before continuing. How many had it been? Four? Five?
“More,” she said, wincing as the crop landed once more. The thought crossed her mind then, wondering just how much she could take. Ten or twenty maybe… but that was a test for another time – her body cried out for release, her nerves singing like piano wire.
“Ready,” she said softly.
Once more he was behind her, one hand fondling her breast while the other moved up to caress her cheek. She moved her head to the side, and was rewarded by the feel of his lips on her neck. Allie gasped as she felt his teeth brush lightly against the skin there, and gave a low groan of pleasure was he nipped at her shoulder tenderly.
Abruptly the vibrator began its motion once more. Allie gasped as her back arched involuntarily as her body responded to the stimulus. She felt her muscles clamping down on the device inside her, heard his low moan of desire as his hand slid from her cheek down the side of her torso and round to slip between her legs.
“Yes,” she whispered breathlessly, her hips grinding against his hand as he teased her without mercy. She pulled at the ropes that held her wrists tight, her body trembling as the inevitable wave of arousal reached its peak. He pulled her back against him, and she could feel his erection pressing against her through his pants. That was when the first waves of her orgasm washed over her, and all thought dissolved into a wave of pleasure. Allie was distantly aware of his arms around her, of words being spoken softly as she rode out the crush of her climax.
“Good girl,” he murmured softly, stroking her hair and supporting her as she leaned against him, spent from the force of her orgasm.

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Post by HunterX » Fri Jul 05, 2013 11:21 am

I led her quietly through the house, and she followed in silence. Between her recent orgasm and the blindfold still in place, she was willing to use me for support and guidance. When we got to the bedroom I had her stand in place unaided as I gathered the items I would need for the next phase of our day together.
“One hour down, five to go,” I said to her, gentling pulling her arms behind her back once more. She placed her arms back obligingly, but rather than go for her wrists I slide a doubled over loop of rope under her arms higher up, near her biceps. As I pulled it tight, it drew her elbows closer together behind her back, eliciting a startled exclamation from her.
“Relax,” I said softly, pausing to reach forward and knead the muscles on her shoulder, “Deep breath, let it out, and relax. I’m not going to let you get hurt. She nodded, long blond hair bouncing on her shoulders as they rose and fell with her breath. Gradually I increased the tension on the rope, bringing her elbows closer.
We took breaks when she seemed to be uncomfortable, and resumed when she nodded her assent. In this manner, eventually she was able to get her elbows to within a few inches of each other before I was satisfied. I cinched the rope between her arms and wrapped the trailing length around her torso, above her breasts, before knotting it off.
A stout piece of rope was used at that point to bind her wrists together; her arms were essentially immobile at this point, leaving her helpless once more. I stepped up behind her and reached around, clamping one hand over her mouth to silence her as I forced her head back. A moan rolled from her throat as my lips sought out the side of her neck, just below her ear. I jerked a bit in surprise as I felt her bound hands stroking me through my pants, and my cock twitched in response to her touch. My body was already screaming for the opportunity to take her, and I felt I was tormenting myself more than her at the moment!
Her tongue slid along my finger where it was over her mouth. I couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath, and in the instant that I loosed my hold across her mouth she leaned forward and caught my finger in her teeth. I felt her lips close about it, my body tensing with the surge of arousal at the sensation of her gentle sucking.
“Hey now,” I said, pulling my hand away reluctantly, “You don’t get to be in control today, remember?”
**
Allie imagined what he would feel like inside her as she stroked his erect cock through his pants – the thought brought another wave of moisture to her groin. She could feel the tension in his body, the way he held her, the way he talked… his desire was almost palpable in the room.
“Control,” she asked as a smile played across her lips, “I’m all tied up, I can’t be in control. I just want to know when you get taken care of?” Unconsciously he ground his hips against her, and Allie heard the breath catch in his throat. She leaned forward, thrusting her ass back toward him as she moaned softly.
The blonde girl felt his fingers running through her hair before he grabbed a handful and forced her head back. She gasped at the sudden sensation, the feel of his breath hot on her neck as his free hand slid around to cup her breast. She could feel him swelling even through his pants, and struggled to wrap her hand around him as best she could.
“Ah-ah,” he chastened her, pulling his hips back and away from her, “Patience.” He guided her forward a couple steps, and she bumped into the edge of a bed. Her captor slid a hand down her back and across her ass, and she squirmed as his touch passed over the tender skin and hypersensitive welts that had been left from the riding crop.
“Up,” he ordered, “and lay face down.” He punctuated the order with a sharp slap on tender area he’d just been caressing. Allie gave a startled cry of surprise; it wouldn’t have hurt at all, had she not just suffered at his hands a few minutes ago. Awkwardly she threw a knee up on the mattress and shifted her weight to draw her other leg up. She balanced precariously on one leg for a moment, denied the use of her arms for balance, and tumbled ungainly forward.
Immediately his arms were there to catch her and prevent her fall; he eased her to the mattress and placed a pillow beneath her head. A strand of hair was brushed back from her face, and she felt his fingers caressing her cheek for a moment.
“You,” he said softly, his voice deep and husky, “are absolutely breathtaking.” The emotion in his voice left no doubt of his sincerity, and Allie shifted in the bed as much to improve the view as to find a comfortable position. She didn’t know what to say in response, so remained quiet in anticipation of whatever he chose to do next.
Allie felt his hands on her legs, just below her bound wrists. He massaged at the muscles there, slowly working his way down to her ankles. She gave a contented moan, relaxing at his touch and letting him knead away the tension in her legs. After a few minutes, he crossed her ankles and bent her knees to draw them up toward her hands. She felt rope encircling her, holding her feet securely together.
The trailing length of rope from her ankles was brought up and tied off to the rope between her elbows, holding her in that position. Once it had been knotted off to his satisfaction, she heard him take a step back to admire his handiwork. Allie gave a tentative tug at the ropes, rocking back and forth to test the viability of an escape. She realized almost immediately that she was stuck there for as long as he chose to keep her, but the thought didn’t bring about disappointment or trepidation.
“Almost perfect,” he murmured softly, letting his lips brush lightly across the outside of her ear, “Just two more things…” When opened her mouth to reply, he slipped a cloth between her lips and pulled it back between her teeth. Allie gave a slightly muffled growl of frustration, although she was secretly thankful that it wasn’t the ballgag that had been used on her before! This might hinder actual speech, but she could still generate as much volume of sound as she wanted. The cloth was knotted behind her head, and then she felt his touch lightly on her cheek.
“I’ve got to take care of some things,” he said, standing up, “I’ll leave you here, but I don’t want you to get too bored.” Allie froze; he was leaving? Where? How long? She turned her head and made a sound through her gag that he would probably have understood as one of concern. Her sound turned to one of surprise as she felt the vibrator hum to life inside her once more. Allie buried her face in the pillow and ground her hips into the mattress as moisture flooded between her legs once more.
“You be a good girl now,” he said, stroking her hair, “You will not have an orgasm without permission, do you understand?” Allie gave one startled querying sound, then sighed and nodded. She heard his footstep recede and the door close, leaving her with nothing to focus on aside from the sounds and sensations emanating from the wickedly tireless device that was trapped deep inside her.
**
I watched her from across the room as she writhed on the bed. Allie ground her hips against the mattress, and muffled grunts and moans rolled from her as she struggled in her bonds. She twisted her wrists within the ropes that held her fast, stretched her fingers to reach the rope that passed between her legs, chewed on the bandana that was tied between her teeth…
I wasn’t entirely sure if she was trying to get off, or trying to resist getting off… in fact, I think she changed her mind a few times while I left her bound on the bed. Seconds stretched to minutes, and the sounds that came from her grew more and more urgent. It didn’t take her long to realize that by pulling on the crotchrope she could move the vibrator inside her – she would rhythmically tug on it at times, then give a frustrated growl and release it to bury her face in the pillow and tense as she took long, deep breaths.
After about ten minutes I walked to the bed and stood over her, watching closely. Her hands would alternately grip tightly into fists, then release suddenly. She continued to grind her hips into the mattress, and the sounds that came up through the pillow sounded more like whimpers of frustration than anything else.
My physical “time out” did little to curb my own arousal, and the temptation to end her torment was almost unbearable. I studied the pink welts that were raised on her ass, and thought back to the way her body trembled and shook as her orgasm took her, the way she felt with her body pressed against mine as the tremors slowly subsided and she leaned against me in exhaustion.
Her motions on the bed were helpless and yearning, and it was obvious that she craved a release that she was either unable to unwilling to achieve at the moment. Either way, it seemed cruel to torment her much longer – I thought about my own nerves on end, the way my body responded to the slightest touch from her… how much longer could I torment myself before it became cruel?

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Post by Stacy22 » Fri Jul 05, 2013 3:00 pm

Oh wow!!! That brought the temperature up in the room!!!!

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Post by HunterX » Mon Jul 08, 2013 5:02 am

Last part to this story...
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Allie lay bound on the bed as the vibrator hummed deep inside her. Her body seemed to move almost of its own accord, hips gyrating in an effort to increase the stimulation. The bound girl’s mind was whirling; where had he gone, how long would she be left alone… she groaned through the gag in her mouth as she toyed with the idea of whether to strive for orgasm or not.
He’d warned her clearly not to – and her burning ass spoke volumes. If that was what he did as a form of stimulation, then any kind of punishment would be worse. Still, the longer she was left in her predicament made her think that the decision may be taken from her hands. Her arms were entirely immobile, and she had only minimal movement of her legs. Every time she tried to stretch them to alleviate their immobility, she forced her back to arch to accommodate the movement.
It was no doubt a torment, but liberating at the same time. Denied even the opportunity to tend to someone else’s needs, she had nothing to do but focus on what she was feeling, the sensations that were rolling through her body. Sweat beaded on her shoulders as the muscles there tensed, her body aching for a second release.
She had no idea how long she lay there, tormented by her helplessness and constantly pushed toward orgasm by the device inside her. All she could focus on was trying to control her arousal, to fend off the inevitably approaching orgasm… but as time wore on, she felt as though it was like trying to hold back the incoming tide.
“Not bad, kitten,” came his murmur near her ear, causing her to jump in surprise. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head up slightly. The very touch of his hand made her already sensitive nerves to leap in response, and she sensed that her release was near.
“Have you had enough teasing yet,” he asked, and she frantically nodded her head in assent. Her nostrils flared as she struggled to keep herself calm, but her body was already on the edge of orgasm before he’d touched her. The bed shifted as he moved closer, and she felt his breath on the back of her neck, heard his voice as a whisper that barely drifted to her ears.
“Beg for release, kitten,” he said softly, “tell me you’re mine.” The gag was pulled from her mouth to hang down around her neck, and she gasped for breath as her body clenched with the effort of holding back her orgasm.
“Please,” she gasped, “I’m yours, please let me cum.” Under the blindfold, her eyes were clenched shut as she struggled to focus. His hand slid down her back and between her legs, stroking her inner thigh as he paused.
“Cum for me, kitten,” he whispered, his hand sliding up from behind to tug at the rope between her legs. This pulled the vibrator deeper inside her, and she gave a harsh, throaty cry of release as her second orgasm washed over her. She strained against the bonds that held her fast, reveling in the feeling of helplessness as she rode out the force of her release.
Exhaustion washed over her in the aftermath, and she let her head fall to the pillow. Allie was distantly aware of him stretched out on the bed beside her, idly stroking her hair as he whispered softly, reassuring her and letting her feel his presence. Allie shifted slightly, resting her head on his shoulder as she caught her breath and allowed herself to relax once more. At some point after her collapse he’d turned off the vibrator, although she couldn’t recall exactly when.
Allie felt his hand working at the knots that held her legs in place; it was slow, because she was lying on his arm. Eventually they were freed both from her elbows and from each other, and she stretched them with a small wince of pain as the range of movement was restored to her lower appendages. He leaned in to kiss her cheek softly, and she turned to face him, their lips brushing lightly before he pulled back.
“So,” she asked quietly, “What do you want me to do next?” There was a hesitation, and she waited patiently.
“I want you,” he replied, “on your knees.”
**
I watched the smile play about her lips as she slid from the mattress to the floor. She caught her lip in her teeth momentarily as she struggled for balance, settling down with her ass on her heels. As I lay there watching her, she moved about in an attempt to find a comfortable position – eventually settling on one where her knees were spread just more than shoulder-width.
I swung my legs out of bed and sat before her, reaching out to trace the line of her jaw with my fingertips. She lifted her head, exposing her neck and breasts. I found my gaze drawn downward, taking in the sight of the beautiful woman on her knees before me. For a moment I froze, speechless, amazed by the vision before me.
She leaned into my touch, rubbing her cheek against the palm of my hand before turning in and placing a kiss on my inner wrist. Her lips were soft, and as she pulled back I felt the moist caress of her tongue on my skin. It caused a shiver to move up my arm and across my shoulders. As though sensing the effect she had on me, she kissed the hell of my hand, letting her teeth drag along the skin there.
I reached out with my other hand and lifted the blindfold from her eyes. She blinked at the sudden light, as she’d been blindfolded for over an hour now. I shifted my hand to under her chin, lifting it slightly so that she could meet my gaze. We studied each other for a moment, her shifting her arms in their rope prison while I felt as though I’d been paralyzed.
**
When Allie’s vision cleared, she looked up at him and paused in shock. The expression on his face was difficult to describe. She knew what it was like to have a man want her – that had happened any number of times in her life. She knew what it was like to be desired, lusted after, even loved. This was different… in his gaze, in his expression, at that moment… she knew that to him, nothing else existed in the world but her. She might be bound, but he was just as caught up in the moment as she was.
That moment stretched out while her gaze dropped to his waistline and below, then rose once more to meet his eyes. She gave him a tentative smile that grew in confidence as she read the desire on his face, and gestured with a curt movement of her head.
“On my knees, sir,” she said softly, her tone light, “Is this where I get to take care of you?” His answering smile would have been answer enough, and he rose to his feet. She waited, watching as he slid his pants down and allowed his cock to spring free of the confining clothing. It was hard already, and Allie licked her lips in anticipation. She knew what he wanted, and to her surprise was more than eager to please him.
**
As soon as I sat down she leaned forward, her eyes closing as her lips brushed the head of my cock. Even that gentle touch made me gasp, and I couldn’t resist the shiver that ran through me. Her small pink tongue reached out to lick the tip, and she spread her lips to slide it deep in her mouth.
The gasp and groan that came forth from me was unexpected, and I felt myself swelling in her mouth. Teased too long, aroused for hours before getting release, I could already feel my own orgasm building. I heard and felt the moan that sent vibrations up through my body, my back arching at the sensation as I struggled for control.
She was moving fast, sliding my cock deep in her mouth and back. I could feel her tongue swirl around the shaft each time she took me deep, and gasped at the sensation. My hips were moving of their own accord, and I was trying not to thrust deep in her throat. I knew I was getting close, and would have to do something to avert my impending release if this were to last much longer.
**
Allie was surprised when he grabbed her hear and insistently pulled her away from him. She gave a disappointed moan of frustration, then caught his gaze and read the expression. “Up,” he commanded, and she struggled to get to her feet. As soon as she was mostly upright, he lifted her and spun to deposit her on the bed.
The rope between her legs was released and pulled loose, and he removed the vibrator from inside her. Then next sensation she had was his lips on her inner thigh, working up until his tongue could slide between the soft folds between her legs. Allie gasped and cried out, writhing on the bed as his tongue dipped inside her then pulled out to swirl about her clit. After two orgasms and two hours of arousal, every nerve was already on edge. She arched her back and tried to writhe on the bed; her arms bound as they were made any constructive mobility impossible.
“Please,” she begged breathlessly, “Just fuck me!” Abruptly he was on the bed, and she spread her legs as he guided himself inside her. Allie cried out, throwing her head back as he buried himself deep. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, trying to take him deeper and deeper. Allie looked up and saw him over her, felt him thrusting fast and hard. She could feel him driving deep inside her, stretching her with each thrust as she felt him swelling inside her.
He drove himself deep inside her and held in place, his whole body tensing and the strain of his oncoming orgasm. Allie felt her body responding to his, saw the sweat beading on his brow and rolling down his cheek, heard how his breath came in deep, desperate gasps of air. His groan became a rolling cry, and he threw his head back as she felt him releasing inside her.
That was enough to push her over the edge; her muscled clamped own in a spasm on his shaft, and he gasped at the sensation as they rode out the mutual orgasm together. Even after he was spent he moved inside her, the desperate thrusts giving way to a more relaxed motion, as though he was savoring the sensation and wanted to get all he could out of the experience.
After a few minutes he collapsed on the bed beside her, and drew her to him. Allie rested her head on his arm and breathed in the scent of sweat and sex, smiling at the memory of the last couple hours. She placed a kiss on his shoulder and neck, and then nestled in to rest her head once more.
“I think,” she murmured softly as his breathing slowly returned to normal, “I could get used to this!”

### Re: Curiousity and Cats...

Post by Dreamingbound » Mon Jul 08, 2013 3:26 pm

Love it.