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It was next morning one day nearer to joining up, John lay listening to the street noises below the window, she lay naked her pretty blonde head on his left shoulder, lovely as a picture, sun streamed through the window, lighting her pretty face. In his heart he knew he was one day nearer saying goodbye, to this lovely lady, who had taught him so very much, he knew he would have to leave in just 12 days, and it was only 4 days since he lost his virginity, time was passing and off he would be going who knew where.
He was infatuated with this wonderful woman, he knew training that first few weeks would keep him in camp, but he had arranged for her to go visit his people, so she would be away anyway, but he knew he would be back, every leave every opportunity in her arms. His hand strayed to her breast she stirred then rolled over and lay on her side, her back to him, an involuntary move but a significant pointer he wondered. His arm released he eased himself from her and quietly slipped into the bathroom, he needed to relive himself
From the toilet he could see the big triangular bath, the site of the last film, her stood facing the wall an image in his mind, that massive black lifting her, impaling her, filling her and her cries clearly in his mind echoing round the room vivid as the film still stuck in his in his imagination too. He thought of her husband, Tony, and his dislike of the man, using this lovely woman so badly, Bad enough to take advantage but to sell out a precious partner, and to use her in such a way…
He finished and flushed opening a top window to clear the air, while he shaved, and then showered. The kettle soon on he found their cups, placing them on a tray on that big solid old table, another image popped into his brain, her secured while they used her yet again… quietly he returned to the bedroom and laced another film into the projector. He made and fetched the tea, then lay for a moment contemplating her lovely body.
She still lay facing the window her breathing steady and regular a few small scars on her lower back and under her buttocks that he hadn’t noticed before but were more easily spotted as the light fell on her at this angle. He gently called her from her slumbers and they sat first kissing, then drinking the tea, he went to set the film rolling but she stopped him saying she needed to pee first, to her surprise he said could he come with her if she had no objections, she laughed, then rising, she opened the curtains, which being bare of breast surprised a couple of workmen and a vicar on the top deck of a no9 bus just pulling away from the stop outside! She smiled then swiftly turned and taking his hand, to the bathroom they wandered. She asked him “what had brought on the need to watch her pee?” he replied, “that film, I had not thought of urine as an aphrodisiac before and had not given much thought as to how women pee!” she grinned then without a word she had him lay in the big bathtub, before straddling him, bending to kiss him, then letting her stream go, hitting him just below his chin. He watched for a second then sat up a little letting the stream hit his open mouth and savouring the taste before tentatively swallowing a taster. She sat on his very erect tool as she did, still managing to run the last little squirt or two onto his body, the fuck, as fuck it was, was no lovemaking gentle caring affair, but an urgent aggressive thrusting screw with her bouncing on his shaft like a body possessed, and him thrusting up into her from the cool porcelain with faint splashing noises from the drains of piss that was on the bath bottom. With a cry of joy, they managed to carry one another into an orgasm of sorts, before laying still for a few moments and then laughing and standing to shower away the residues. Fluffy towels dried each-other`s bodies and then together they cooked and ate breakfast, the film still temporarily forgotten.
The food consumed and the plates washed they returned to the bedroom, soon the bed was tidy, and they lay on the gold bedspread, both naked the curtain still open as the film began.
Luckily, they were below the window sill, and the screen as such was at such an angle it could not be seen from outside as the title in broad letters in black on a bright yellow background, would have made one or two take note! It said, first steps in bondage. The credits gave both Pat and Tim`s names as usual, but this time once again a fresh name, obviously false, Peter Piper.
Anne said that he would feature a bit in the next couple of films, and back then she had seen him on his stall, but after the next two films and he had argued with Tony, he had never been seen again, either here nor at the market. Reported as missing by his wife, despite a police search, his loss remained a mystery, though she had some worries Tony knew more than he had ever said.
The film was shorter than the previous one, Peter turned out to be a deft man with a rope, in this first film using cords of green hemp and binding her naked in a web of knots that left her incapable of movement her feet folded up behind her tied with a rope round her throat on the kitchen floor, a gag in place and according to the clock left in this excruciating position for almost an hour, the film faded then restarted in the bathroom this time showing ‘Pat’ on tiptoe, again in a fresh web of rope and knots suspended from a ceiling hook. Neither did a lot for John, hating ropes and knots since scouting as a boy.
He said as much to Anne, she shrugged, then said, “I had muscle cramp for hours after this too, I don’t mind being bound, in fact I prefer it in some occasions but ropes, no, prickly dam things!”
She smiled, “cuff`s or straps are quicker and less uncomfortable, and they take away my responsibilities and I feel …well, liberated.
I suppose, unable to argue, especially with a gag, and then the Dom, can do to me whatever he likes without my being able to object!”
“you said he, have you ever been used by a woman?” he asked, she smiled, then said, “well ,at school, yes I had a very close friend… very close, “ she smiled a memory returning, “oh and once here he fetched in a woman, he wanted to watch, and have a threesome, that was before he took to Jake of course, and she was more interested in me than him so it never happened again!” she grinned, “ one of my student girls, hinted last term, but I have not taken her up on it… yet, though now you’ve awakened my interest, that may happen next term, !” then she laughed again, nodded at the screen and said, “he left me in bondage for an afternoon, at the end of this but if you are not keen lets have the next, I thought I would die in that and even Tony was worried that’s what caused the big argument!”
He sent the film into reverse and it soon rewound, then he threaded the next, it was titled, ‘breath play’ the credits featured the same three names and it started in the kitchen, with ‘Pat’ secured to a chair, a carver, her arms strapped to its arms, naked as usual, a large vibrator embedded in place though not switched to vibrate, the camera on a tripod presumably and the two men sitting opposite her in shot and drinking tea. Casually Peter rose, walked round to her and slipping her ball gag into her open and ready mouth and strapping it in place, he then produced a large clear plastic bag and over her head, loosely placed it, for a moment or two she looked at him quizzically then he bent to switch on the vibrator, which she appreciated before he returned to his seat and began discussing death by asphyxiation as if it was an everyday game, explain to Tony that the senses are heightened and any erotic effects tripled just before u*********sness takes over!”
A look of alarm registered on her face as he no doubt knew it would, so finishing his tea he arose, placed his mug on the drainer and producing a leather strap, then from behind her he wrapped it around her throat, slipping the end through the buckle and then slowly tightening it to seal the bag to her neck and to restrict her throat whispering, “if you don’t panic you will last a bit longer my pet”
Her delightful husband, presumably to heighten the tension, then nodding at her said “it will be her last great orgasm then, if it ups the feelings it will be something special!” they then began talking about disposal of a body, and apparently ignoring her as the bag inflated and deflated with each breath, and it began misting up.
It was all for effect on Tony`s part, to heighten the tension in the film, but in Pete`s case…well…
Shear panic gripped her that was easy to see, the bag filling and flattening rapidly as both men sat apparently discussing her demise, and that blasted vibrator fetching her nearer and nearer to an orgasm with every buzz... like it or not and her eyes fixed on her husband in shear, terror. She knew she couldn`t last much longer, oxygen was in short supply now, the bag misting and the men becoming blurred.
As she slipped from consciousness, Peter filled his trousers, obviously excited by her falling from the conscious world. Tony however leapt up and rushing round the table tore the bag open and began undoing the belt with some difficulty, to cries from Pete of “let the baggage go, she`s only a whore, we can soon lose her body and get a replacement” and stuff like that. She soon showed signs of returning to life, and in a show of temper Tony threw the smaller man down the stairwell shouting after him he was, “a weird prat, and that didn’t he realise she was his nest-egg!” which showed his true colours in saving her!
The film abruptly stopped. They lay, him shocked, and her regarding him with a steady eye, before saying, “oh Tony made a couple of phone calls while I was still secure, and Pete was never seen again, they hadn’t switched of the vibe, so I was fairly busy and I didn’t hear what was said, but that climax just before I passed out was way bigger than I had ever had before, and we did the belt part again on occasions but with Tony and well, I knew he wouldn’t let me die, whatever his reason, so it wasn`t so frightening.” She smiled then with a straight face added, “Would you like to try the belt sometime John, could we trust one another enough?”
It was a challenge, here was she asking basically if he trusted her, or was this just a one way street, like Tony`s reign, “if you want me that way missy, then I trust you and yes you can do that if you say it`s good then I am willing!” tears formed and she kissed him, whispered, “you’re a star, John, a star.” And with that took him into her mouth and spent some minutes sucking on his rod with the fervour of a woman in love. After they dressed, it was decided to go to a picture house. An hour or two watching a western, was what was needed, John Wayne soon had them in a backrow, ices in hand, pretending they were both teenagers, which of course John still in reality was.
The next few days were frustrating for John, Anne had caught flu, and took to her bed, she insisted he slept in his own room so, as not to catch it so near joining up but it was he that fed them, and supplied the medications. Time was ticking away they both knew that. The five remaining films sat in the locker beside the bed, just 10 days now. She began to repair; however, she was tired, and he knew it would take a couple more days till she was fit enough for any real action!
Mother phoned, and they chatted for some time, he told her of this wonderful landlady, how she was with the flue, then checked that the holiday would be ok as arranged. It left mother puzzled but proud of her son for helping the lady in her time of need. I suspect she expected Anne to be a big elderly matron who her son felt sorry for…!
With just 8 days left, he awoke with a stiff neck. For some reason he had not slept comfortably. He crawled out of the blankets, his need priority one, was for a pee, he stood at the bowl dozy and yawning leaning on the dividing wall when a hand sneaked quietly around his waist, knocking his own hand away and taking a hold, as his heart leapt, she was back, his stream dried, he turned and their lips met, it was like a homecoming.
It was next morning one day nearer to joining up, John lay listening to the street noises below the window, she lay naked her pretty blonde head on his left shoulder, lovely as a picture, sun streamed through the window, lighting her pretty face. In his heart he knew he was one day nearer saying goodbye, to this lovely lady, who had taught him so very much, he knew he would have to leave in just 12 days, and it was only 4 days since he lost his virginity, time was passing and off he would be going who knew where.
He was infatuated with this wonderful woman, he knew training that first few weeks would keep him in camp, but he had arranged for her to go visit his people, so she would be away anyway, but he knew he would be back, every leave every opportunity in her arms. His hand strayed to her breast she stirred then rolled over and lay on her side, her back to him, an involuntary move but a significant pointer he wondered. His arm released he eased himself from her and quietly slipped into the bathroom, he needed to relive himself
From the toilet he could see the big triangular bath, the site of the last film, her stood facing the wall an image in his mind, that massive black lifting her, impaling her, filling her and her cries clearly in his mind echoing round the room vivid as the film still stuck in his in his imagination too. He thought of her husband, Tony, and his dislike of the man, using this lovely woman so badly, Bad enough to take advantage but to sell out a precious partner, and to use her in such a way…
He finished and flushed opening a top window to clear the air, while he shaved, and then showered. The kettle soon on he found their cups, placing them on a tray on that big solid old table, another image popped into his brain, her secured while they used her yet again… quietly he returned to the bedroom and laced another film into the projector. He made and fetched the tea, then lay for a moment contemplating her lovely body.
She still lay facing the window her breathing steady and regular a few small scars on her lower back and under her buttocks that he hadn’t noticed before but were more easily spotted as the light fell on her at this angle. He gently called her from her slumbers and they sat first kissing, then drinking the tea, he went to set the film rolling but she stopped him saying she needed to pee first, to her surprise he said could he come with her if she had no objections, she laughed, then rising, she opened the curtains, which being bare of breast surprised a couple of workmen and a vicar on the top deck of a no9 bus just pulling away from the stop outside! She smiled then swiftly turned and taking his hand, to the bathroom they wandered. She asked him “what had brought on the need to watch her pee?” he replied, “that film, I had not thought of urine as an aphrodisiac before and had not given much thought as to how women pee!” she grinned then without a word she had him lay in the big bathtub, before straddling him, bending to kiss him, then letting her stream go, hitting him just below his chin. He watched for a second then sat up a little letting the stream hit his open mouth and savouring the taste before tentatively swallowing a taster. She sat on his very erect tool as she did, still managing to run the last little squirt or two onto his body, the fuck, as fuck it was, was no lovemaking gentle caring affair, but an urgent aggressive thrusting screw with her bouncing on his shaft like a body possessed, and him thrusting up into her from the cool porcelain with faint splashing noises from the drains of piss that was on the bath bottom. With a cry of joy, they managed to carry one another into an orgasm of sorts, before laying still for a few moments and then laughing and standing to shower away the residues. Fluffy towels dried each-other`s bodies and then together they cooked and ate breakfast, the film still temporarily forgotten.
The food consumed and the plates washed they returned to the bedroom, soon the bed was tidy, and they lay on the gold bedspread, both naked the curtain still open as the film began.
Luckily, they were below the window sill, and the screen as such was at such an angle it could not be seen from outside as the title in broad letters in black on a bright yellow background, would have made one or two take note! It said, first steps in bondage. The credits gave both Pat and Tim`s names as usual, but this time once again a fresh name, obviously false, Peter Piper.
Anne said that he would feature a bit in the next couple of films, and back then she had seen him on his stall, but after the next two films and he had argued with Tony, he had never been seen again, either here nor at the market. Reported as missing by his wife, despite a police search, his loss remained a mystery, though she had some worries Tony knew more than he had ever said.
The film was shorter than the previous one, Peter turned out to be a deft man with a rope, in this first film using cords of green hemp and binding her naked in a web of knots that left her incapable of movement her feet folded up behind her tied with a rope round her throat on the kitchen floor, a gag in place and according to the clock left in this excruciating position for almost an hour, the film faded then restarted in the bathroom this time showing ‘Pat’ on tiptoe, again in a fresh web of rope and knots suspended from a ceiling hook. Neither did a lot for John, hating ropes and knots since scouting as a boy.
He said as much to Anne, she shrugged, then said, “I had muscle cramp for hours after this too, I don’t mind being bound, in fact I prefer it in some occasions but ropes, no, prickly dam things!”
She smiled, “cuff`s or straps are quicker and less uncomfortable, and they take away my responsibilities and I feel …well, liberated.
I suppose, unable to argue, especially with a gag, and then the Dom, can do to me whatever he likes without my being able to object!”
“you said he, have you ever been used by a woman?” he asked, she smiled, then said, “well ,at school, yes I had a very close friend… very close, “ she smiled a memory returning, “oh and once here he fetched in a woman, he wanted to watch, and have a threesome, that was before he took to Jake of course, and she was more interested in me than him so it never happened again!” she grinned, “ one of my student girls, hinted last term, but I have not taken her up on it… yet, though now you’ve awakened my interest, that may happen next term, !” then she laughed again, nodded at the screen and said, “he left me in bondage for an afternoon, at the end of this but if you are not keen lets have the next, I thought I would die in that and even Tony was worried that’s what caused the big argument!”
He sent the film into reverse and it soon rewound, then he threaded the next, it was titled, ‘breath play’ the credits featured the same three names and it started in the kitchen, with ‘Pat’ secured to a chair, a carver, her arms strapped to its arms, naked as usual, a large vibrator embedded in place though not switched to vibrate, the camera on a tripod presumably and the two men sitting opposite her in shot and drinking tea. Casually Peter rose, walked round to her and slipping her ball gag into her open and ready mouth and strapping it in place, he then produced a large clear plastic bag and over her head, loosely placed it, for a moment or two she looked at him quizzically then he bent to switch on the vibrator, which she appreciated before he returned to his seat and began discussing death by asphyxiation as if it was an everyday game, explain to Tony that the senses are heightened and any erotic effects tripled just before u*********sness takes over!”
A look of alarm registered on her face as he no doubt knew it would, so finishing his tea he arose, placed his mug on the drainer and producing a leather strap, then from behind her he wrapped it around her throat, slipping the end through the buckle and then slowly tightening it to seal the bag to her neck and to restrict her throat whispering, “if you don’t panic you will last a bit longer my pet”
Her delightful husband, presumably to heighten the tension, then nodding at her said “it will be her last great orgasm then, if it ups the feelings it will be something special!” they then began talking about disposal of a body, and apparently ignoring her as the bag inflated and deflated with each breath, and it began misting up.
It was all for effect on Tony`s part, to heighten the tension in the film, but in Pete`s case…well…
Shear panic gripped her that was easy to see, the bag filling and flattening rapidly as both men sat apparently discussing her demise, and that blasted vibrator fetching her nearer and nearer to an orgasm with every buzz... like it or not and her eyes fixed on her husband in shear, terror. She knew she couldn`t last much longer, oxygen was in short supply now, the bag misting and the men becoming blurred.
As she slipped from consciousness, Peter filled his trousers, obviously excited by her falling from the conscious world. Tony however leapt up and rushing round the table tore the bag open and began undoing the belt with some difficulty, to cries from Pete of “let the baggage go, she`s only a whore, we can soon lose her body and get a replacement” and stuff like that. She soon showed signs of returning to life, and in a show of temper Tony threw the smaller man down the stairwell shouting after him he was, “a weird prat, and that didn’t he realise she was his nest-egg!” which showed his true colours in saving her!
The film abruptly stopped. They lay, him shocked, and her regarding him with a steady eye, before saying, “oh Tony made a couple of phone calls while I was still secure, and Pete was never seen again, they hadn’t switched of the vibe, so I was fairly busy and I didn’t hear what was said, but that climax just before I passed out was way bigger than I had ever had before, and we did the belt part again on occasions but with Tony and well, I knew he wouldn’t let me die, whatever his reason, so it wasn`t so frightening.” She smiled then with a straight face added, “Would you like to try the belt sometime John, could we trust one another enough?”
It was a challenge, here was she asking basically if he trusted her, or was this just a one way street, like Tony`s reign, “if you want me that way missy, then I trust you and yes you can do that if you say it`s good then I am willing!” tears formed and she kissed him, whispered, “you’re a star, John, a star.” And with that took him into her mouth and spent some minutes sucking on his rod with the fervour of a woman in love. After they dressed, it was decided to go to a picture house. An hour or two watching a western, was what was needed, John Wayne soon had them in a backrow, ices in hand, pretending they were both teenagers, which of course John still in reality was.
The next few days were frustrating for John, Anne had caught flu, and took to her bed, she insisted he slept in his own room so, as not to catch it so near joining up but it was he that fed them, and supplied the medications. Time was ticking away they both knew that. The five remaining films sat in the locker beside the bed, just 10 days now. She began to repair; however, she was tired, and he knew it would take a couple more days till she was fit enough for any real action!
Mother phoned, and they chatted for some time, he told her of this wonderful landlady, how she was with the flue, then checked that the holiday would be ok as arranged. It left mother puzzled but proud of her son for helping the lady in her time of need. I suspect she expected Anne to be a big elderly matron who her son felt sorry for…!
With just 8 days left, he awoke with a stiff neck. For some reason he had not slept comfortably. He crawled out of the blankets, his need priority one, was for a pee, he stood at the bowl dozy and yawning leaning on the dividing wall when a hand sneaked quietly around his waist, knocking his own hand away and taking a hold, as his heart leapt, she was back, his stream dried, he turned and their lips met, it was like a homecoming.
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