Binding the Demon
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She inserted the key and unlocked the door. She entered the room tentatively, as if it was her first time. But it wasn't. She'd been here before. The furniture, the fireplace and the painting above the sofa all looked the same. The room was familiar, but the circumstances were different. Yes, it was the aura that had changed, not the room. And the man who awaited her was also familiar ... in the most intimate ways.
She had spent hours kissing him, touching him, tasting him. She knew every curve and crevice of his body ... the soft parts and the firm ones. She knew the feeling of him thrusting into her and his wetness between her legs afterwards. Yet, like the room, he seemed different tonight. She knew things were going to be different, even if the room and her companion were the same. Tonight they would take their relationship into a new dimension, for tonight she would submit to him as never before.
Her confidence in herself and her trust in him had finally melded with her curiosity about the realm of domination and submission. She wanted to know what it was like to let herself go, to let him have control of her sexuality, to let him use her for his pleasure. In the process, she hoped to know her own pleasure ... the pleasure of her sexuality freed of the bounds of society or stigma. And she hoped to be a part of his hedonism, to be present as he revealed himself through his yearnings. She trusted him, no doubt. She wouldn't be in this situation if she didn't. But still there was anxiety ... about what he would say to her ... do to her ... with her ... how she would respond ... whether the fantasy ... what he would expect of her. She was simultaneously aware of the pounding in her chest and the dampness between her legs. Patiently, he stood in the corner ... in the shadows ... as her eyes adjusted to the soft light and her mind adjusted to the situation. He was dressed wholly in black .... a turtleneck, slacks and casual shoes, which highlighted his face and his hands with their elegant fingers.
He offered her a glass of white wine, served with a warm smile. "Good evening," he said, the rich, familiar timber of his voice helping to put her at ease. "It's good to see you again." "It's good to be here," she replied. "But I'm a little bit nervous." "I wouldn't have it any other way," he said without elaboration. "Do you remember the safe word?" "Yes. It's 'freedom,'" she said softly. "Good, then are you prepared to submit yourself for pleasure?" he asked. She swallowed hard. "Yes," she murmured, surprising herself with the meekness of her voice.
He led her to the center of the room and left her standing in a pool of soft light while he settled into an overstuffed chair. Strains of David Sanborn wafted from the stereo. He threw a leg over the arm of the chair, fingering his wine glass, exuding comfort and relaxation totally at odds with her anticipation. She looked to another chair as if to sit, but he denied her. "No, stand there for a moment while I look at you." Self-consciously, she glanced about the room. To avoid looking into his eyes, she fixated on a painting of a campfire smoldering beside a foggy stream.
She put her glass to her lips. "Drink it all," he said. "And then remove your blouse." Raising the glass, she emptied it into her mouth and swallowed the final drops. She set the glass on a nearby table. Her fingers reached for the buttons, fumbling with a couple as she began to undress. Then the garment fell to the floor. The filmy black bra held ... shaped ... revealed ... her breasts. The white hills above the fabric ... the hard nipples pushing out. The room was comfortably warm, and heat radiated from the fireplace.
The hard points on her chest were from excitement. He stared at her, and she averted her eyes, looking down. "Remove your skirt and your shoes," he said evenly. His voice revealed neither eagerness nor anxiety nor excitement. It was level and steady. She kicked off her shoes and felt her feet sink into the deep carpet. Reaching behind herself, she lowered the zipper. She looked into his eyes as she pushed the garment over her hips, past her knees and down to her ankles. Then she stepped out of it and stood before him wearing only the bra and matching black panties.
The panties hid her most private regions but little more. The French cut emphasized her long legs. "Turn around," he said. "Let me see your bottom." Obeying his direction, she turned about face, toward the door through which she had entered this experience. She could feel the heat of the fire on one side and the heat of his gaze on her posterior ... the smooth globes encased in the tight fabric. The desire was building within her, and already part of her mind simply wanted to be taken and to collapse into his strong, reassuring arms.
Now please take off your pantiesShe slipped her thumbs inside the elastic band and pushed the skimpy briefs down her legs. In her bending, she further exposed her globes to his gaze. The cheeks separated as she pushed the panties past her knees, and he could see her most intimate regions. She wondered if he could see how wet she was becoming ... or just the swollen lips between her legs. Her panties removed, she stood again. Still facing away from him, she imagined she felt his gaze burning the flesh she was showing him. He'd always liked her bottom. She treasured the memory of the first night he had taken her there ... it had been so tender, so deliciously wicked and so powerfully erotic as he became the first man to enter her that way. She'd given him her final prize ... years after performing more conventional acts with previous lovers.
Since then, what they have experienced was more than lust it was pure, as it was exotic "Very nice," he commented, almost with detachment. Her cheeks flushed. "Let me see the front." Turning again, she looked him in the eye as he stared up and down her body. His eyes focused on the vee of her legs. She saw his hand slowly massaging the fabric over his crotch. She thought about his magnificent erection. It always excited her to see it jutting, twitching, leaking. She imagined what it looked like inside his pants as he rubbed it before her. now remove your bra he asked still calm but with enhanced heavy breathing she reached for the clasp in the valley between her orbs and unsnapped it.
She pulled the cups away to reveal her firm cleavage. The hard nipples pushed
out boldly, and her arms fell to her side, dropping the garment to the floor. He
continued to gaze at her while massaging himself. She wanted to kneel and take
him in her mouth, but she couldn't take the initiative tonight. She was his
plaything. "You must be fairly excited," he said. "Yes," she whispered. "Play
with your breasts, then. I know how much that can turn you on. Arouse yourself
with your tits." Shyly, she cupped her breasts. It was true that stimulating her
nipples was highly erotic for her. It was almost unreal the way that touching
her nipples could energize the nerves in her sexual region. It was as if her
body was wired wrong. It was like flipping a switch in the living room to
illuminate a lamp in the den or scratching her arm to satisfy an itch on her
leg.
It made no sense. But it was a powerful feeling between her legs whenever her tits were fondled. And he knew it would feel that way. Massaging her orbs, she was aware of the gathering wetness in her valley. Tweaking her nipples, she felt twinges in her pussy. Erotic energy crackled through her body. She closed her eyes to savor the sensations as she kneaded and squeezed her breasts. She thought about how hot she felt and how much she wanted to be touched on her sex. Reopening her eyes, she saw that he'd withdrawn his rod from his pants and was now stroking it openly. His swollen manhood in its shades of pink and red contrasted with the black garments that enshrouded his body. She loved to watch him stroke himself. He'd been shy about it when they met, but now his self-confidence had grown as he'd learned how it affected her.
He would let her watch him sometimes just to enjoy the erotic power it had on her. "You should pleasure yourself, too," he said. As much as she'd wanted to do it a few moments earlier, now she hesitated. It was still a most intimate act. He'd seen her before. Sometimes they'd done it together, propped up at opposite ends of the bed, their legs spread as they exhibited themselves and watched the other. The sight of him erupting was frequently enough to push her over the cliff of her own orgasm. But that had been voluntary; sometimes she'd even initiated it.
Now she was doing it because he told her to. It was beyond her control. She felt like she was on stage beneath the lights while he was in the shadows. It would be her show. "Do it now," he said more firmly. "Put your hand between your legs and rub yourself." The demanding tone of his voice startled her slightly, but he achieved his goal as she moved her hand to the place he was watching. Her fingers toyed briefly with the wisps of hair. Then she moved her feet apart to improve her access ... three fingers covered her sex and began to rub sensuously. The middle finger pressed harder and opened the lips of her pussy, sliding easily into the valley as the abundant lubrication welcomed the invader.
Her finger touched her clit, and a jolt of pleasure shook her body. Her other hand returned to her chest, squeezing and kneading a breast harder than before. Were she not stimulating herself, it would have been like the classic pose of modesty as an uncovered woman tries to cover her charms with her limbs. But this was too wanton and too indulgent. She was obviously stimulating herself. And her mind wandered to fantasy as her eyes closed."Cum for me," he ordered. "Show me how hot you get when you're horny. Make yourself cum." Oh, god. She needed to hear that. She had held back slightly because she didn't know what he would want. Now she had a green light to go all the way one ... and then powww ... the explosion started in her pussy, right beneath her fingers and spread through her body in a nanosecond.
She gasped and moaned as the pleasure shook her core. Her knees buckled. Her fingers continued to manipulate the bud, and tremors rocked her. Seconds elapsed and felt like hours as the orgastic pleasure filled her mind and body. Unable to stand, she sank to her knees on the thick carpet. She opened her eyes to see him grinning, stroking and staring. "That was a good start." he said without emotion other than a faint smile. "Do you want to suck this?" he said of the turgid rod in his hand. "Yes," she said breathlessly. "Do you like to suck cock?" "Yes!" "Do you like to suck until it spurts in your mouth?" "Yes," she replied ... groaning ... ready to beg him for the pleasure. "Well, I'm glad to know you're getting into the right mood," he said. "But you can't have this yet." And he pushed the rigid staff back into his pants, buttoning the fly and standing.
His condition was apparent even when covered, for the erection pushed at the front of his slacks. But now it was out of sight ... more distant than it seemed when she could see it in all of its glory. "Put your hands behind your head," he said. She did, and her breasts stood up more pertly than before, the nipples still swollen. He walked around her and opened a drawer behind her. She dared not move or look. She heard him approach her and stood silently. His hand fondled her bottom ... the first time he'd touched her all night. It squeezed one globe and then the other ... a finger trailed along the crack. She felt something made of fabric skim her back, and he began to wrap it around her wrists, binding them together. Though soft, it was a rope, she decided. He tied it firmly without hurting her. Her wrists were captured. Her arms were no longer free. "You may lower your arms in front of yourself now, if it would be more comfortable," he said, and she accepted the invitation gratefully.
Then she watched a strip of black velvet descend before her face, and he pulled it snugly against her eyes. He tied it behind her head, checked to see that it was comfortably taut and said, "Now it's time for us to begin." A shiver of anticipation coursed through her body, and she tried to comprehend the idea that what she'd already done ... the brazen display of her sexuality ... was only a precursor of what he had planned. She felt his hands gently upon her hips as he helped her stand again. "Turn to the right," he said. She complied, and he stopped her after she'd turned about 180 degrees. "Now walk forward." Based on her knowledge of his home, she figured she was walking toward his bedroom.
Tentatively, she stepped in the direction he wanted, and his hand cupped her elbow to guide her. He leaned forward to push the door open before she reached it, and she stepped into the room, the uninterrupted carpet massaging her feet. He stopped her a few feet into the room. "The bed is directly in front of you. Get onto it and lie on your back." Awkwardly she lifted a knee and climbed onto his king-size bed. She rolled onto her side with her hands still bound before her, and then onto her back. Unavoidably, her legs splayed open to expose her moist pussy. She heard the rustle of fabric ... a zipper ... and figured he was undreassing himself. The strains of music still lilted in from the living room. "You may not cum without my permission," he said firmly. "If you feel like you want to, you must ask me. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir," she replied. His fingers touched her legs and lightly skimmed up the side of her calf. The fingers slowly roamed up one leg, across her abdomen and down the other. Then back up again, across her stomach, down and back up one arm ... and finally she could no longer perceive it as a trail and was merely aware of one erogenous zone after another reacting to his touch. Heavier ... softer ... her neck ... her ears ... her forehead ... down the center of her chest ... down her legs again .... every place except where she wanted it most. Then his mouth began to participate ... kissing and sucking her earlobe ... then across her cheek ... and finally planting his lips upon her mouth, her tongue instinctively meeting his. Their tongues danced in the wetness, and she could hardly comprehend where his hand was touching her now.
It seemed to be everywhere, generating electricity that crackled throughout her body. But the sensations were tinged with frustration. Her hands still bound, she couldn't respond. She wanted to touch him, too. She imagined his hairy chest ... his erection ... knowing its hard magnificence from previous encounters ... the thrill of touching it when she was excited ... but today she could neither reach nor see it ... and had to content herself with the memory of how it looked in its red, turgid state. His kiss and his touch continued to inflame her. She moved her hips to suggest where she wanted to feel his fingers, but he ignored her. then without hesatation he was massaging her tender flesh, squeezing the nipples and giving her hope that her pussy ... her hot, swollen clit ... might also receive some desperately wanted attention. The two hands continued to fondle and stroke her breasts as his kisses moved lower ... down her neck ... warm, wet kisses down the middle of her chest ... the tongue trailing across her stomach ... teasing her navel ... and then toward her ultimate prize ...Finally, his chin grazed her scant pubic hair, and he grasped a few strands with his lips and tugged them gently. She lifted her sex for him. "What do you want?" he asked. "Lick me, fuck me ... do anything" she gasped. "I don't think you're eager enough," he whispered. "Please. Please lick me." "Lick you where?" "My pussy. Please suck my pussy." "Oh, yesssssss." And finally the tip of his tongued entered her hot, wet furrow.
He teased the tip of her clit and then slid lower to her steaming entrance. Her clit felt as rigid as she imagined his cock to be. Her groin felt on fire, even though it was soaked with her excitement. The effect of his tongue was immediate. She felt the cum begin to build inside her. A finger trailed up her inner thigh and tickled her lower lips. It easily slipped between them and explored her slit. Skillfully, the finger slipped up and down and found her clit, manipulating it and flipping it side to side, rolling it. The fire in her groin, barely cooled by the interruption, returned hotter than ever. a second passed before the orgasm exploded inside of her. fingers expertly stroked and manipulated her bud, and the power of the experience overwhelmed her body. Thrashing, she cried in pleasure and tensed herself to perpetuate the sensations that were shaking her. Without restraint, she cried out her pleasure, The pace of the fingers slowed as her spasms subsided. Her heart racing ... a flush across her face ... her body gently relaxing ... she savored the sensations that had consumed her body. She felt him reach behind her head and release the knot of the blindfold. As it slipped from her eyes, now its your turn to pleaure me, he said looking into her eyes He paused with the tip pressing into her wet pussy ... urged it forward slightly ... she raised her hips to welcome it ... slowly he eased it into her ... inch by inch ... slowly opening her lubricated channel ... until he was in fully ... grinding his pelvic bone against hers.
Holding it there for a moment, he withdrew slowly and then pushed it back in again ... faster this time ... another withdrawal ... another plunge ... the sensations of him fucking her pervaded her body. another orgasm was building in her sex. Each thrust fueled her lust. Erotic images filled her brain. The feeling of his pumping cock stoked her passions. From there his pace quickened also he pressed harder., He began to inhale and exhale the smell and taste of his love, his trusting was now to much for her to handle as he looked at her and let go of his chains and was going to let lose The prospect of his orgasm inside of her sent a final shudder through her body, and then he thrust deeply into her ... and amidst loud groans she felt the spasms that heralded his release. She welcomed his sperm, eagerly accepting his warm, sticky effusion. He lurched atop her and pressed in as deeply as he could ... their pubic hair matted together ... and she knew he was releasing the liquid she loved ... filling her with it ... emptying himself. She relaxed slightly as he moved beside her and cradled her against his hairy chest. Her legs splayed open, It felt good, but her last orgasm of the day had passed. Now she relaxed and savored his touch .....she felt his hands unbinding her wrists ... and drifted into the abyss of post-coital bliss.
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Title: lovelylaura22Rating: NC17Summary: Not k**ding. I keep getting these emails in my spam folder from "lovelylaura22" with the subject "Looking For A F-Buddy??" Well, what if this was the real thing?Always Jan got these email messages in his "spam" folder. Always he immediately deleted them without a single thought.But as Laura's birthday got closer and closer, he imagined that one of them did contain the real thing, that it really was from the Laura Dianne Vandervoort that he was in so very...
for a long time I look at all the horny women here on the forum and rub my little willy in front of the monitor. Since no one can suffer me, my mother had always hung me as c***d sausages about the neck so that at least the dogs play with me. Now, I wanted to play along here so gladly and post also horny picture on the hamster. But from where should I take them? Not a single healthy woman wants to have me however. Therefore, I have ordered a whore from the lokal advertising. My Harz4 money has...
Chat Night Guest: Eddie Glover On Monday July 19, 1999 6 PM PST Edited by Anne-Mal I arrived a little late in the middle of a conversation... (*Anne-Mal) So did I miss anything good? (Eddie) I'm ready for my close up Mr. Demille! We were just speaking on the joys of computer freezes or lack thereof! (Carrie_g) It becomes the cruelest editor. :) (*Anne-Mal) At least you are forced to rewrite! (Eddie) No problem. I'm not nervous or anything. Really. :) (Carrie_g) I...
This Story is pretty much true I came home early one time my parents where out but my bedroom light was on.I crept up stairs and looked through the crack in my door! What I saw has changed my life forever! My sister was laid on the floor with her legs up in the air totally naked playing with herself.I looked on eagerly watching through the crack in door and started playing with myself my phone fell out of my pocket. I bent down too pick it up and when I looked up my sister was looking at me. I...
As long as I can remember I always had a hunger for a big hard cock. I'm not really sure when this all took place inside my body. I often wondered if I should have been born a female because I have female tendencies. It started when I was in the military that I had my first encounter with a big dick. I was staying in a hotel in San mataya with a friend and we were invited to a party. I was surprised when we got there that there was only men there. There was an...
As long as I can remember I always had a hunger for a big hard cock. I'm not really sure when this all took place inside my body. I often wondered if I should have been born a female because I have female tendencies. It started when I was in the military that I had my first encounter with a big dick. I was staying in a hotel in San mataya with a friend and we were invited to a party. I was surprised when we got there that there was only men there. There was an...
James William Casey did not know what happened. All he knew was that he went to bed one night with his wife in the two storey suburban home and woke up in Point Place Mercy General hospital's intermediate care ward. The machines beeped and their sensors felt strange on James' now enlarged and bulbous chest. Carolynne, James' wife stood in the room and looked at him. She clutched at the wad of Kleenex in her hand and listened as the dr. whispered to her. When he stopped talking,...
Cheaters never prosper, they used to tell me. I've made a life of cheating, and while I wouldn't say I've prospered, I wouldn't complain. My wife never really understood me. Hell, I never much understood her. But over the years, we managed to develop an "understanding". We don't pry too deep into each other's affairs, business or otherwise. I still remember the first time I broke those solemn vows to love no other but my lovely, frigid, back-biting, bitch wife. I mostly remember that girl's...
TabooMany think badly of shoe fetishists. Despite our opening up of society to the subject of sex and fetishism, we are for the most part very limited in what we subjectively view as "normal". But why is that so? Why is a man who finds only anal sex with a woman really satisfying any different from one who seeks physical and emotional satisfaction from a much more private and intimate object of his beloved? After all, let's think more about it - how long do we wear a pair of shoes on average? What...
Some time passed after the ski camp, what felt like an eternity. Tamara and Marie winked at me more often during class, but nothing more happened. Neither could I - as usual - go into the girls' cabin during physical education classes, as we had swimming lessons for this grade. Unfortunately, it was in the municipal bathing complex, where it was almost impossible to get into the women's changing room without being seen. To make matters worse, there were also lockers with locks, no, my chances...
Each upper grade was allowed to go on a grade trip for one week. For most of them it meant being further away from their parents for the first time and being able to do what one wanted. In addition, you could choose where to go. There were different cities in Europe to choose from. I didn't really care which one I would take because I had already visited them all “privately”. So I simply chose it based on which other people would go with it. There was the group of the “cool” - those who mainly...
Her name was Sabine (name changed). A cute mouse, about 1.60 m tall, very thin and brunette. Always in the front row, most would say she was a nerd. Basically no one liked her either - she was the one who would gossip about every matter to the teacher. I had known her since 5th grade, together with Marie (name changed). But this is another story. Now it's about the typical wallflower Sabine. Even her style of clothing was inconspicuous, almost boring. She only wore jeans or denim skirts, but...
It was a rainy winter day. New Year's Eve was long gone, but winter persisted in the rural area where our school was located.The school itself was actually quite nicely located, next to a river and a mountain with a small castle overlooking the panorama. A few weeks had passed since my last visit to the girls' changing room. At the moment I didn't even have the urge to know exactly what it was I couldn't pin down. Sabine hadn't really noticed it back then either. Sure - that the shoe was in the...
What, I've got to do another one? Is there no end to this unmitigated shitfest of hormonally imbalanced, self-pitying, tripe? You do know I've got a red carpet event tonight, don't you? Yes, of course it's an everyday occurrence what with being the world's premier agony aunt, but I've got to pop down to Hegleby Master Butchers for some thinly sliced, unsmoked bacon.Now, I'm not one to complain but that's one of the problems with being a worldwide famous A-list celebrity, like what I am, it's...
College SexThis story is difficult to believe in its entirety, but I assure you every word is true and right on the mark, at least to the best of my recollection. I have noticed there are some gaps in my memory bank that seem to be getting a little wider and a little deeper recently. I feel pretty certain it is not that same sickness of the brain that visited my ma in her declining years because I am sort of a youngish fellow with lots of energy and stamina. My suspicion is that parts of my brain is...
(Three views, three pleasures) Tommy I never imagined I'd get this way over anybody. It had been a while and I promised the little monkeys I'd be good while I was away from them, but it was calling me. I remember feeling a dull ache when I woke that morning, a pull, and a niggling voice. As I showered later, I recognised the sensation... heat, like a shot of Jager. Not in my throat, but somewhere deeper. I needed some love. "Fuck, Nikki! We're in Australia... only weird, blonde self...
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Dawn had come and gone leaving nothing remarkable in its wake. Discounting of course that during the previous night The Emperor of the most powerful Dynasty in known space had made planet fall. And at some point, just before the approaching noon, the closest male friend of one Kiyone Makibi would be married and thus recognized as It's crown prince. So, Key had wisely allowed additional sleep time for both Mihoshi and herself. Certain that calling what was to come 'hectic' would be the...
By Christmas, I had received so many offers and calls from scouts and coaches from around the country, that even I was convinced that I would be able to play college soccer on a scholarship. Pick's offer sheet arrived, and he followed up with several phone calls. Florida was offering me a full scholarship, room and board, reimbursement for books and fees, plus an employment package that would pay me for working about ten hours a week in one of the stadium gift shops. I also got offers from...
Series 9, Episode 1: Gayle McGhee (29), from London. An establishing shot of a modern two-story building – red brick and grey render, signs declaring this to be “Newman College” A few students, all of them 17-18 year old girls, are hanging around the doorway in the background, trying to get on camera – smiling, waving, shouting to the camera – one of them posing, pulling the top couple of buttons of her blouse open, leaning forward to show off a reasonable amount of cleavage. They’re all...
Love Home Porn? I know I do. What’s not to love about amateur porn? Well, let me rephrase that—what’s not to love about amateur porn done well? Obviously, there is a fuck ton of amateur porn out there that really puts an emphasis on the “amateur” part of it. I’m talking about shaky cameras, shitty recording quality, 10 or 15-second video lengths. I mean, seriously, who the fuck records a video of 10 seconds of them fucking someone from behind in which you can maybe see the girl’s ass for like 2...
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