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As she sped through the night toward her destination, time seemed to stand still. She cursed the traffic and slow rain that impeded her progress. Her pulse raced and blood pressure soared at the seemingly infinite number of red lights that all appeared just as she approached them. She was thirty minutes late and could feel the precious little time she would have slipping through her fingers. She could also feel the tingling dampness that was the precursor of what she hoped would soon come.
The last two weeks had been a combination of torture and exhilaration; an emotional cocktail to which she had become highly addicted. She had almost given up all hope of future events when the email came. It was brief but clear; her services would be required again, and in the near future. The adrenalin rush was almost overwhelming as she read the instructions again and again. Certainly there were preparations to be made on short notice but that was of little consequence. Her schedule would have to be adjusted and a bullet proof alibi crafted but those were minor issues which she could perform in her sleep. Availability was all that was required. That and of course heels, a garter belt and a new pair of shiny, silky black stockings.
Willingness she had in spades.
In the distance she could finally see her destination. The anticipation which had been building for the past two weeks was now at a crescendo but mixed with it was now a touch of apprehension and maybe even a little fear. Quickly she parked and hurried from her car trying not to over think her orders. Just exactly what was about to unfold had been of no concern in her fantasy but the reality of the situation bit hard like the cold breeze blowing through her rain coat as she walked out of the parking garage. She felt her nipples harden and the dampness between her legs chill. Under the coat was little protection - from the elements or otherwise.
Walking through the lobby, she tried not to make eye contact with the attendants on duty but could imagine what they were thinking as they monitored her passing with interest. As the elevator doors closed, she took a deep breath, checked her phone, verified the number and pushed 14.
Suite 1401 was dark and expansive. Drinks were poured, quiet music was playing in the background.
Her eyes had not adjusted to the darkness before a familiar voice in the darkness said "why don't you hang up your coat and bring us a drink before we get started".
She stood transfixed, the very sound of his voice causing a bloom of heat and moisture between her legs, more like a Pavlovian dog than an intelligent woman. "I said take the coat off." This time the voice held more than a hint of warning, and she dropped the coat to the floor immediately, without a thought of disobedience. Her eyes had begun to adjust to the near darkness of the room, so on shaky legs she crossed the room, retrieved the drinks, and delivered them to her obsession, who was seated in a large armchair.
She stood before him for inspection, nearly naked. Her nipples, already hard from the cold, now tingled in anticipation of his touch. "Turn around," he commanded, and she complied promptly. "Hands behind your back." Once again, she did as she was told, knowing full well that he would bind her wrists tightly, rendering her further incapable of resistance. Her experience with him had taught her the hard way that disobedience would not be tolerated.
Once she was tied tightly, he turned her around, put her on her knees, and opened his robe...
With his left hand entangled in her hair, he forces her head back with such force she cringes and lets out a muted cry. With his right, he cradles her chin, squeezing her cheeks as he bends down to kiss her, stopping just inches from her lips.
She looks up at him longingly for what seems like minutes as his gaze pierces her soul. No words are spoken but much is communicated through their stare. She is there because she needs to be. Nothing else matters until the morning. Tonight she belongs to him and will suffer anything to fulfill his desires. She can't remember when she was more in the moment. Suddenly he descends on her mouth will a fury she had almost forgotten, driving his tongue deep inside while his right hand slides down and tightens around her throat. As he devours her flesh, her body tingles with anticipation and she feels the beginnings of the orgasmic roller coaster she will ride for much of the evening. Intoxicated with desire, she releases the last of her self control and begs to be fucked.
In response, he lifts her to her feet by her hair and throat, almost choking her. Moving directly behind her, he puts one arm around her neck and positions her before the full length mirror by the bed. As he admires the body of his victim, he massages her ample, exposed breasts and whispers in her ear "not yet my dear, not yet" and gently nibbles at her ear lobe. She can feel his cock hardening as he presses it against her tied hands. She grasps for it in hope of enticing him to expedite her fate but he pulls away from her grasp and punishes her with a sharp slap on the ass. Reaching toward the chair, he retrieves one of many fabric strips with which he blindfolds her tightly. She can see nothing nor does she dare to try and risk additional punishment. A pang of fear runs down her spine as she loses not only mobility but now sight.
She feels him move by her and hears the movement of furniture and the tinkle of ice in his glass. "Spread your legs" he orders in a firm, low voice and she complies to the extent that her heels will allow. She once again feels his touch as he begins to caress her legs. Obviously seated in front of her, she feels his hands and face against her thighs slowly working their way toward her quivering, pulsating, and now quite soaked, cunt.
She was vaguely uneasy with this latest turn of events. Their entire relationship was based on the premise that she existed solely for his pleasure, not the other way around. When his tongue began to blaze a fiery trail up her inner thigh towards her throbbing clitoris, she took a nearly involuntary step backwards, and closed her legs. For her troubles, she was rewarded with another slap on the ass, this one harder than the first. "Do I need to stop and remind you of your purpose here?" he asked in a low growl. "No" she whimpered, and moved forward again, opening her legs even wider.
Her entire pubis was waxed and silky smooth, something she did just for him. He caressed and kissed it, taking care to completely avoid her inner lips; a move designed to drive her wild with desire. He knew her body better than she knew it herself, and within seconds she began to moan, and arched her back in a desperate bid for his attention where she desired it most. He chuckled softly at her complete change of attitude, sucked her swollen clitoris briefly while pinching her nipples mercilessly, and then rose to his feet. "You're still trying to rush me, and it's not going to happen."
He took her by the hair and her bound hands, and positioned her behind the armchair. In her heels, on tiptoe, she was just tall enough for him to bend her completely over the chair's back. Every orifice was now completely available to him, and he quietly promised her that if she was unable to keep her legs spread, he would happily tie her ankles to the legs of the chair. To demonstrate her total vulnerability, he grabbed her hair again, pulled her head back sharply, and forced his entire length into her mouth roughly, nearly choking her for the second time. As abruptly as he had entered her mouth, he suddenly retreated, and she begged him for more, but heard only the sound of ice clinking in a glass. The chill of fear had begun to return, when finally she heard him say, "Now I only have to decide where to fuck you first..."
She didn't have to wait long to get her answer. Again she felt his hand in her hair forcing her head backwards and the soft skin of his rigid cock brush her cheek. As she tried to collect it in her open mouth she was denied access. Slowly he stroked her face with his rod. Up one cheek, pausing briefly to permit her to lick his balls and then down the other repeating the process over and over. Each time she tried to capture his cock she was rewarded with a slap and a harsh reprimand. Again he repeated the cycle until she was so ravenous with desire she begged to be fed his hot sticky cum. "And so you shall" he said, "but not until I've sampled every orifice. I now know where I'm going to begin - AND end."
With his left hand firmly clamping her hair and his right holding his swollen member, he began to slap her face with it's length. Her mouth opened instinctively and she extended her tongue. Guiding his cock down her nose and over her upper lip, he laid it on her outstretched tongue and permitted her to suck its head. Slowly his hips began to thrust forward, penetrating her mouth but still holding back its full length. His free hand directed the penetration so that no part of her mouth was left untouched. Releasing his member and grasping the back of her head, he increased the depth and ferocity of each probe until she felt the pounding in the back of her throat resonate in her toes.
Pulling out just before she gagged, he let her catch her breath and slowly entered her again burying his cock to the hilt. This time he held her there trying to immerse every possible millimeter of his manhood into her hungry mouth. She had trouble breathing and yet he did not release her from his grip. She felt his weight crushing her face, a spasm deep in her throat and the return of fear and helplessness.
Just as she was about to gag he withdrew.
As she gasped for air, she felt herself being lifted again by the hair and d**g blindly across the room and flung down on her back, diagonally across the edge of the bed. She felt her thighs being parted and strong hands under her knees pressing them to her chest. From his vantage point, he admired the feast before him before once again burying his face in her sopping cunt. She was in ecstasy.
As the tremors of an explosive orgasm began, she felt a bite on her clit that made her yelp in pain and the tremor subsided. Rolling her on her side, he lifted one leg, straddled the other and entered her with a suddenness that took her breath. With full unobstructed access, she felt his penetration deeper than she had thought possible. Leaning forward, he squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples till the pain almost outweighed the pleasure she felt. Almost. His rhythm quickened and his hand slid upward to around her throat pinning her to the bed. The pace was now brutal and she felt as if she might be split in two.
This time when the orgasm came, it was undeniable. Her entire body convulsed as she gave in to the electrical impulses that eminated from her pelvis and shot through her limbs. Pulling away, he watched her there on the bed, convulsing as new waves of orgasm streaked through her nervous system.
She was temporarily satiated - but he was not done.
Rolling her over on her face, he instructed her to kneel on the edge of the bed. Again he entered her but this time only to lubricate his cock. With a moistened finger, he begin to probe her ass. When she began to moan again, he pulled out of her pussy and moved north. Applying light pressure at first, he entered her ass and slowly buried the full length of his still engorged cock. She felt pain, then pleasure then the beginning of another orgasm as he brutally attacked her ass. He grasped her tied hands and pulled back for leverage, pounding her harder with every stroke. Just as she felt as if she might lose consciousness, she once again was lifted by her hair till she kneeled upright on the bed. Still in her, he groped her breasts and bit her neck till she begged for his cock in her mouth. With a final thrust, he flung her on the bed and d**g her head to the edge. Straddling her head he ordered her to suck his balls, then his cock.
He leaned over her, a hand on each breast and lowered himself into her throat. From this position she could not move. From this position she did not want to move. Up and down he thrust, squeezing her breasts, harder, harder, deeper and deeper until he could not prevent the inevitable. He came with extreme intensity shooting a river of cum down her throat, her reward for a job well done.
Able to stand no longer, he collapsed on top of her. Stopping only to release her bonds, he fell into a deep and much needed sleep.
The last two weeks had been a combination of torture and exhilaration; an emotional cocktail to which she had become highly addicted. She had almost given up all hope of future events when the email came. It was brief but clear; her services would be required again, and in the near future. The adrenalin rush was almost overwhelming as she read the instructions again and again. Certainly there were preparations to be made on short notice but that was of little consequence. Her schedule would have to be adjusted and a bullet proof alibi crafted but those were minor issues which she could perform in her sleep. Availability was all that was required. That and of course heels, a garter belt and a new pair of shiny, silky black stockings.
Willingness she had in spades.
In the distance she could finally see her destination. The anticipation which had been building for the past two weeks was now at a crescendo but mixed with it was now a touch of apprehension and maybe even a little fear. Quickly she parked and hurried from her car trying not to over think her orders. Just exactly what was about to unfold had been of no concern in her fantasy but the reality of the situation bit hard like the cold breeze blowing through her rain coat as she walked out of the parking garage. She felt her nipples harden and the dampness between her legs chill. Under the coat was little protection - from the elements or otherwise.
Walking through the lobby, she tried not to make eye contact with the attendants on duty but could imagine what they were thinking as they monitored her passing with interest. As the elevator doors closed, she took a deep breath, checked her phone, verified the number and pushed 14.
Suite 1401 was dark and expansive. Drinks were poured, quiet music was playing in the background.
Her eyes had not adjusted to the darkness before a familiar voice in the darkness said "why don't you hang up your coat and bring us a drink before we get started".
She stood transfixed, the very sound of his voice causing a bloom of heat and moisture between her legs, more like a Pavlovian dog than an intelligent woman. "I said take the coat off." This time the voice held more than a hint of warning, and she dropped the coat to the floor immediately, without a thought of disobedience. Her eyes had begun to adjust to the near darkness of the room, so on shaky legs she crossed the room, retrieved the drinks, and delivered them to her obsession, who was seated in a large armchair.
She stood before him for inspection, nearly naked. Her nipples, already hard from the cold, now tingled in anticipation of his touch. "Turn around," he commanded, and she complied promptly. "Hands behind your back." Once again, she did as she was told, knowing full well that he would bind her wrists tightly, rendering her further incapable of resistance. Her experience with him had taught her the hard way that disobedience would not be tolerated.
Once she was tied tightly, he turned her around, put her on her knees, and opened his robe...
With his left hand entangled in her hair, he forces her head back with such force she cringes and lets out a muted cry. With his right, he cradles her chin, squeezing her cheeks as he bends down to kiss her, stopping just inches from her lips.
She looks up at him longingly for what seems like minutes as his gaze pierces her soul. No words are spoken but much is communicated through their stare. She is there because she needs to be. Nothing else matters until the morning. Tonight she belongs to him and will suffer anything to fulfill his desires. She can't remember when she was more in the moment. Suddenly he descends on her mouth will a fury she had almost forgotten, driving his tongue deep inside while his right hand slides down and tightens around her throat. As he devours her flesh, her body tingles with anticipation and she feels the beginnings of the orgasmic roller coaster she will ride for much of the evening. Intoxicated with desire, she releases the last of her self control and begs to be fucked.
In response, he lifts her to her feet by her hair and throat, almost choking her. Moving directly behind her, he puts one arm around her neck and positions her before the full length mirror by the bed. As he admires the body of his victim, he massages her ample, exposed breasts and whispers in her ear "not yet my dear, not yet" and gently nibbles at her ear lobe. She can feel his cock hardening as he presses it against her tied hands. She grasps for it in hope of enticing him to expedite her fate but he pulls away from her grasp and punishes her with a sharp slap on the ass. Reaching toward the chair, he retrieves one of many fabric strips with which he blindfolds her tightly. She can see nothing nor does she dare to try and risk additional punishment. A pang of fear runs down her spine as she loses not only mobility but now sight.
She feels him move by her and hears the movement of furniture and the tinkle of ice in his glass. "Spread your legs" he orders in a firm, low voice and she complies to the extent that her heels will allow. She once again feels his touch as he begins to caress her legs. Obviously seated in front of her, she feels his hands and face against her thighs slowly working their way toward her quivering, pulsating, and now quite soaked, cunt.
She was vaguely uneasy with this latest turn of events. Their entire relationship was based on the premise that she existed solely for his pleasure, not the other way around. When his tongue began to blaze a fiery trail up her inner thigh towards her throbbing clitoris, she took a nearly involuntary step backwards, and closed her legs. For her troubles, she was rewarded with another slap on the ass, this one harder than the first. "Do I need to stop and remind you of your purpose here?" he asked in a low growl. "No" she whimpered, and moved forward again, opening her legs even wider.
Her entire pubis was waxed and silky smooth, something she did just for him. He caressed and kissed it, taking care to completely avoid her inner lips; a move designed to drive her wild with desire. He knew her body better than she knew it herself, and within seconds she began to moan, and arched her back in a desperate bid for his attention where she desired it most. He chuckled softly at her complete change of attitude, sucked her swollen clitoris briefly while pinching her nipples mercilessly, and then rose to his feet. "You're still trying to rush me, and it's not going to happen."
He took her by the hair and her bound hands, and positioned her behind the armchair. In her heels, on tiptoe, she was just tall enough for him to bend her completely over the chair's back. Every orifice was now completely available to him, and he quietly promised her that if she was unable to keep her legs spread, he would happily tie her ankles to the legs of the chair. To demonstrate her total vulnerability, he grabbed her hair again, pulled her head back sharply, and forced his entire length into her mouth roughly, nearly choking her for the second time. As abruptly as he had entered her mouth, he suddenly retreated, and she begged him for more, but heard only the sound of ice clinking in a glass. The chill of fear had begun to return, when finally she heard him say, "Now I only have to decide where to fuck you first..."
She didn't have to wait long to get her answer. Again she felt his hand in her hair forcing her head backwards and the soft skin of his rigid cock brush her cheek. As she tried to collect it in her open mouth she was denied access. Slowly he stroked her face with his rod. Up one cheek, pausing briefly to permit her to lick his balls and then down the other repeating the process over and over. Each time she tried to capture his cock she was rewarded with a slap and a harsh reprimand. Again he repeated the cycle until she was so ravenous with desire she begged to be fed his hot sticky cum. "And so you shall" he said, "but not until I've sampled every orifice. I now know where I'm going to begin - AND end."
With his left hand firmly clamping her hair and his right holding his swollen member, he began to slap her face with it's length. Her mouth opened instinctively and she extended her tongue. Guiding his cock down her nose and over her upper lip, he laid it on her outstretched tongue and permitted her to suck its head. Slowly his hips began to thrust forward, penetrating her mouth but still holding back its full length. His free hand directed the penetration so that no part of her mouth was left untouched. Releasing his member and grasping the back of her head, he increased the depth and ferocity of each probe until she felt the pounding in the back of her throat resonate in her toes.
Pulling out just before she gagged, he let her catch her breath and slowly entered her again burying his cock to the hilt. This time he held her there trying to immerse every possible millimeter of his manhood into her hungry mouth. She had trouble breathing and yet he did not release her from his grip. She felt his weight crushing her face, a spasm deep in her throat and the return of fear and helplessness.
Just as she was about to gag he withdrew.
As she gasped for air, she felt herself being lifted again by the hair and d**g blindly across the room and flung down on her back, diagonally across the edge of the bed. She felt her thighs being parted and strong hands under her knees pressing them to her chest. From his vantage point, he admired the feast before him before once again burying his face in her sopping cunt. She was in ecstasy.
As the tremors of an explosive orgasm began, she felt a bite on her clit that made her yelp in pain and the tremor subsided. Rolling her on her side, he lifted one leg, straddled the other and entered her with a suddenness that took her breath. With full unobstructed access, she felt his penetration deeper than she had thought possible. Leaning forward, he squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples till the pain almost outweighed the pleasure she felt. Almost. His rhythm quickened and his hand slid upward to around her throat pinning her to the bed. The pace was now brutal and she felt as if she might be split in two.
This time when the orgasm came, it was undeniable. Her entire body convulsed as she gave in to the electrical impulses that eminated from her pelvis and shot through her limbs. Pulling away, he watched her there on the bed, convulsing as new waves of orgasm streaked through her nervous system.
She was temporarily satiated - but he was not done.
Rolling her over on her face, he instructed her to kneel on the edge of the bed. Again he entered her but this time only to lubricate his cock. With a moistened finger, he begin to probe her ass. When she began to moan again, he pulled out of her pussy and moved north. Applying light pressure at first, he entered her ass and slowly buried the full length of his still engorged cock. She felt pain, then pleasure then the beginning of another orgasm as he brutally attacked her ass. He grasped her tied hands and pulled back for leverage, pounding her harder with every stroke. Just as she felt as if she might lose consciousness, she once again was lifted by her hair till she kneeled upright on the bed. Still in her, he groped her breasts and bit her neck till she begged for his cock in her mouth. With a final thrust, he flung her on the bed and d**g her head to the edge. Straddling her head he ordered her to suck his balls, then his cock.
He leaned over her, a hand on each breast and lowered himself into her throat. From this position she could not move. From this position she did not want to move. Up and down he thrust, squeezing her breasts, harder, harder, deeper and deeper until he could not prevent the inevitable. He came with extreme intensity shooting a river of cum down her throat, her reward for a job well done.
Able to stand no longer, he collapsed on top of her. Stopping only to release her bonds, he fell into a deep and much needed sleep.
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