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Mike and Ann
Part 2
June, 1985
- The Preparation -
I have prepared very carefully for this because I want her to enter
into it
without realizing what was going to happen. It must be built up to the
point
that she was seething in uncontrollable passion by late evening.
I wrote several notes for her and put them in places where she would
not find
them until I wished her to. I also went to a local sex shop and bought
some
"toys" that would be used later on in the evening. Before going off to
work I
let her know how much I loved her and made certain advances to seal the
words.
I whispered in her ear that "tonight would be a very special night."
and left
home for work. When I arrived, I made the first of the phone calls
home.
"Hon, I want you to look in my top drawer. I love you!" was all that I
said
and hung up.
The first note that she found read as follows:
Dearest Ann:
I want to show my love for you in a VERY SPECIAL way. However there is
a
condition attached to it. You must make a decision to trust me
completely and
do everything I tell you to do without question or argument. If you
agree
please call me back and tell me that you do. No questions are allowed,
just
your agreement.
Love, Michael.
Within a minute I had my call. Her voice was alive with excitement ans
anticipation! She tested the rule just once, but I ignored the question
as if
she never spoke it. Knowing what was coming excited me.
"Wonderful, darling. Now look under my pillow. I love you!", was all
that I
said and hung up the phone.
The second note was more to the point. It was more a letter then a
note that
said:
Dearest Ann:
You are the most wonderful and erotic woman I have ever known. At
times it
hurts me that we do not find the passion that we once knew. All that
is over
now and we are about to rediscover each other in new ways. This day is
yours.
Tonight you will know delights that you have never before known. Your
body
will tremble with a passion for pleasure that will only be fulfilled as
the
night wears on and only when you desire it to be.
You, my dear, are my most prized possession. I want to possess you
totally
and to do this, you must give me the gift of yourself, for nothing that
is not
given freely can truly be possessed. I want you to yield yourself to
me
completely and without question. I am relying on your trust for you to
know
that I would not do anything that hurt or endangered you in the least.
I want you to know that your body is wonderful to me. It is erotic and
sensual
and drives me crazy. The softness of your breasts, the hardening of
your
nipples as I suck on them, the warmth of your pussy and its sweet taste
feeds
my fervor for you. I know the wanton fires that burn inside you as we
make
love. Tonight you will feel them all the more.
Before you go on reading this, Ann, please go to the bedroom, take off
your
clothes - no questions, you have already agreed to do what I say. Lay
on the
bed and while you continue reading, I want you to explore your body
with your
hand as if it were me doing it for you. I want you to feel your own
womanhood
and all that gives me pleasure. Do it now before you read the next
page.
The note continued on the next page.
As I write this to you, Ann, I am aroused to the point where it is
difficult
to concentrate. My mind is filled with the sensuality of your body and
our
love. I burn with desire to make love to you now. I can imagine your
soft,
supple breasts as they yield to the pressure of my hands. I can almost
feel
the nipples as they swell and harden to my touch. I picture your legs
slowly
spreading to await my touch. I know how sensitive your breasts are, how
they
seem to be connected directly to your clitoris. I see you in my mind
as you
move with passion while I suck each of your nipples into my mouth and
delight
in their taste and texture. Ann, close your eyes now and use your hands
to
explore your breasts as you imagine me there with you. Try to feel
what I am
feeling right now! Do not touch your pussy -yet!
I wish that I was there now, dearest. But I will wait until this
evening.
Now, Ann. Just as I would do, let your hand stray over your tummy, do
it
slowly, let yourself go and let your desire build. Feel your own soft
flesh.
Experience my feelings as I thrill to the softness and try to resist
touching
your moist sex. When I am doing this, I can begin to smell your
muskiness
that is so sweet and wonderful. It is so hard for me not to just move
right
to the center of your pleasure, and mine!
Let your hand just brush the soft curls of hair. Then lift your leg so
that
you can trace your fingertips over the soft flesh of your inner thigh.
Start
at your knee and move slowly towards your pussy. As you move your hand
from
one leg to the other, let your fingers lightly touch your swollen clit,
not
for long, just a quick teasing touch. Now the other thigh. Do the
same and
imagine my mouth there, teasing and nibbling your soft inner leg,
moving
towards your pussy, licking in tiny circles. Close your eyes, hon, let
your
mind go. Think of my love for you and the passion that builds within us
as we
slowly build towards the ultimate fulfillment. I want you to let
yourself
dream for a few minutes, let your rapture build! Close your eyes and
let go!
Ann, you are now to experience the very thing that makes me want you
the most.
Your sweet feminine sex. Let your hand move between your legs. Feel
the
smooth moistened flesh. Let your fingers glide over your sex, Ann.
Your pussy
is wet and ready for orgasm. It has prepared itself for pleasure, and
it is
almost time. Use two fingers and put them inside you to moisten them
with
your own sweet juices. Now spread them a little and move your hand
upward to
let them caress your clit on either side of its tiny sensitive shaft.
Feel
how swollen it is? Feel the shock wave of pleasure as you stroke it
ever so
gently. Oh, Ann, how wonderful you taste when I kiss you there. How
soft the
flesh as I gently suck the folds between my lips. It is so incredibly
silky
and warm there. Your pussy is the center of both of our passion, a
lovely and
wondrous place - bringing us both rapturous enjoyment. I love to feel
its
pliability as I move my tongue over its glistening smoothness. I love
to feel
you react as I probe into you with my tongue, how you move against my
face.
I can feel your body reacting, you feel it too, Ann. Let your mind and
body
go now. Use your hand to bring yourself to orgasm. Think of the
passion we
have together. Feel the growing sensations as your clitoris tries to
hide
from the coming explosion. Feel the contractions as they mount in
intensity,
building deep within you and rippling out with ever increasing intense
pleasure. You are rising now, Ann to the ultimate voluptuousness.
Your body
will soon explode with all of the built up passion into sheer orgasmic
satisfaction. I wish I could see your face at this minute, Ann. I
love you
so very much. I ache to be in you now, hon. Let it go, now. Do it for
me,
Ann. Let me feel your ardor over the distance. Reach out to me with
your
mind and body. Come Ann! Let it happen! Close your eyes now and let it
happen!
(on the last page)
Dearest Ann, while you are doing what I asked, I am sitting in my
office
imagining your gorgeous form laying on our bed and the pleasure is
beyond
description. Call me and tell me what you felt!
I love you. Michael.
And call she did.
When Ann called me, it was evident from her breathlessness that she had
done
what I asked her to. She was close to tears as she thanked me for what
I had
done to her with the letter. She told me how she had totally lost
herself in
the passion aroused by my words. I told her that I loved her and
indicated
that the best was still to come.
She said, "Hon, I am ready for anything you want. I love you! I really
wish
you were home now."
"Ann," I replied, "go to my grey suit hanging in my closet. On the
inside of
my jacket there is another note in the pocket. I will talk to you
later on.
And, Ann, thank you for your obedience."
Then I hung up. I was now having a hard time not leaving work to go
home to
her. This was amazing! I was getting so much pleasure out of this. It
was
working because I felt the same giddiness that I had felt when we were
first
married.
The next note read as follows:
My Darling Ann:
Take the time now to take a long hot bath. Pamper yourself. You have
the
rest of the day to think about what pleasures await you this evening. I
can
promise you that you will experience the utmost in sexual thrills. Your
body
must be ready for me as well as your mind. Tonight you will be kept in
constant awareness of your feminine beauty. For now, enjoy your bath
and
think of tonight. This is what you are to do to prepare yourself for
our
evening. Please do not question, just do as you are told.
When you are finished, do not get dressed, you are to stay naked until
you
complete what I have for you to do. After you are finished with your
bath,
please look in my blue overnight bag. In it you will find a box. Open
the box
and you will find further instructions. Now go and take your bath,
Ann. I
wish I was there to wash you.
Love, Michael"
Ann was to tell me later that she trembled as she stood naked, reading
the
note that followed. It read:
Darling Ann:
Your nakedness is easy to imagine. I can visualize you standing there
reading
this. Desire builds again! But we will have time for that later on.
For now,
you will see that in the box with this note are four black nylon straps
attached to velvet lined leather cuffs. I want you to tie the straps,
one to
each corner of the bed. It is here where you will be made helpless
later on
this evening. There is also a length of rope in the box. Pass it
under the
bed about two thirds down from the head board. Bring the ends up and
lay them
on the bed. This rope will be used to tie your knees apart, totally
opening
you up to me. Finally, there is a black silk scarf, it is to be your
blindfold. Place it on the pillows.
As you prepare the bed for your captivity, think of what it will be
like to be
tied helpless to our bed, totally exposed for my pleasure. Imagine
yourself,
naked and helpless, unable to escape the manipulation of your body.
Your
breasts will be exposed, unprotected by your arms, as your wrists are
tied to
the headboard unable to respond to you. Your legs splayed wide,exposing
your
pussy to whatever I feel like doing to it. You will be unable to close
your
legs to prevent whatever I decide to do.
What will I do? Well, your imagination can devise answers, but you
won't know
until it happens. And even then you will only be able to guess at what
is
causing the pleasure because your eyes will be covered by the
blindfold. You
will not be able to see anything that I am preparing to do to you.
When it
happens, it will be a complete surprise. Suffice it to say, that all
has been
designed to bring you to the point of uncontrollable passion!
Now, my dearest Ann. After you have prepared the bed, I want you to
get
dressed. However, you are to wear my favorite skirt and that white
silky
blouse I love on you! Wear one of your new bras that unhook in the
front and
you are NOT to wear any panties. A garter belt and stockings are to be
all
you wear under your skirt. I want you to be aware of your sensuality
all day
long.
Oh, yes, I almost forgot. I want you to go to the store and get the
following
items, two 8 oz porterhouse steaks, a dozen large shrimp, some pate',
frozen
raspberries, and some sour cream. In case you thought of it, the
answer is
"no!". You will not wear panties out to the store either.
On the way home, stop by the office. When you arrive, I want you to
come in
and close and lock the door behind you. I will tell my secretary that
we do
not wish to be disturbed. You will come to my side and lift your skirt
to
your waist in the front. I want to see that you obeyed. If you are a
good
girl, Ann, I will allow you to have an orgasm there. I will help you
with my
mouth! Think of this while you shop.
Please be here by 3 pm at the latest. I love you, Ann.
Michael - The Office -
Ann arrived at my office right on time. She looked lovely. She was
slightly
flushed and I could see in her eyes that she was aching for my touch.
Without
a word, she walked to my chair and bent to kiss me, it was a passionate
kiss,
filled with promise.
Then she stood and with a quick glance at the door, she began to gather
her
dress to her waist. She did this slowly as her breathing came faster
and a
little more heavily. I looked, not at her uncovered legs, but into her
eyes
as she raised her skirt to expose her obedience. I knew when she had
it
totally drawn up because her eyes now begged me to touch her.
"Please", was all that she murmured as I let my gaze fall on her white
satin-framed pussy, the garter belt providing that extra erotic
stimulus.
I reached out to her and touching her thighs told her to spread her
legs which
she did immediately. I let my hand roam over the soft upper thighs and
tickled the flesh on the inside of her legs. Then suddenly I cupped
her
entire pussy in my hand and pushed a finger between the down-covered
outer
lips. Her pussy seemed burning hot as I heard her moan with obvious
delight.
My finger sank into her, meeting no resistance because of the wetness
that had
even soaked her soft brown hair.
I withdrew my hand and looked into her eyes again as I licked the sweet
juices
from my finger. Then I stood and turned her so that she sat on the edge
of my
desk with her tip-toes just touching the floor.
I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. I pulled the soft fabric
back
enough to expose her breasts. I could see that her nipples were
swollen and
aroused. She pulled me to her and tried to push my face to her breast.
I
resisted and told her to be still. I would decide what was to happen.
She
groaned and looked at me, her eyes begging me to make love to her.
While she was sitting there, I picked up the phone and told my
secretary that
we were busy and not to disturb us. Ann looked at me terrified. She
knew
that the implication of the call was that we were doing something at
which we
did not want to be caught, she would have to pass by Ida on the way
out.
I laughed at her concern and said, "Ahhh, but Ann, you could leave
right now,
if you wish!" She shook her head "no" and I moved to her and caressed
her
breasts. I heard the hiss of her breath as my hands found her warm
mounds of
flesh. Once again, she attempted to put her hands on my head to guide
my mouth
to her.
"Ann," I said as I placed her hands at her sides and on the desk, "Do
not move
again, or I will stop."
Her eyes pleaded once more at the threat of not being allowed to
complete the
pleasure she had spent the last two hours imagining. I knelt before
her and
brought my mouth to her right thigh. It was hot and flushed. I felt
the
quiver as my tongue began to slide over her skin. Each inch of her
inner
thighs from the top of the stockings to the place where her aching
pussy
opened for my kiss was slowly explored. I could see how wet she was
and the
struggle that she was having to keep her hips still. I could see her
swollen
clit and inner lips, their pink hue exaggerated to redness against the
brown
curls that framed them. I let my tongue flick over them as I moved
from leg
to leg. Then I stopped and looked to Ann's lovely green eyes.
"Ann, tell me what you want! Tell me what you need me to do to you."
Ann had never been able to express herself when discussing sex.
She stared at me and tried to tell me, but all that came out was the
word,
"Please!".
"Not good enough, Ann, you know very well what you want me to do. Ask
me to
do it for you, Ann."
She flushed again and finally said softly, "Michael, please eat me."
Not wanting to loose the moment I let it go at that, she would learn to
be a
lot more graphic before the night was over. With that I moved back to
take
her to the height of pleasure that she ached for. My mouth found her
softness
as I spread her lips and drew the soft inner petals into my mouth. My
tongue
danced swiftly over her blood-engorged clit. I found myself drinking
in her
sweet juices in as they flowed from her warm pussy in response to my
mouth's
movements. I felt her tremble as the first wave of tiny orgasms
erupted
within her. I could feel the spasms as they alternately pulled the
muscles
and let them relax. I heard her as she allowed a gasp to escape her
mouth,
lost in the sensations rippling through the center of her being.
Her knuckles went white as she gripped the edge of the desk in a
useless
effort to remain still. I told her to caress her breasts. She did so
quickly
as I helped her through a series of orgasms that would leave her almost
unable
to stand up afterwards. Her hands squeezed her breasts and her fingers
pinched and pulled at her nipples as she arched her back and pushed
herself to
my face. Finally the over taxed sexual nerves detonated into a sexual
frenzy
of their own and released their pent-up energies into a tremendous
orgasm that
caused Ann to bite her hand in order not to scream.
When Ann had relaxed a little, I stood and held her close to me and
kissed her
lips tenderly and softly.
"Go home now, dear. Relax and I will see you at about 6:30. I love
you very
much Ann. You are a wonderful lover!"
She hugged me and whispered, "Oh, Michael, I love you too. I want this
to
last forever. Thank you so much for this wonderful day."
I walked her to the door and watched her as she knowingly and
carelessly
walked past Ida.
As I returned to my desk, I wondered if Ann realized as I did the new
dimension that we were allowing ourselves to enter into in our sex
lives. Ann
seemed so natural in her role that I regretted momentarily not having
explored
this with her long before. But the regret was short lived - I was
happy that
the time was here now. I gave her about ten minutes to arrive home
before I
called her again. This time there was to be no note at all, just
verbal
instructions.
"Ann, I almost forgot to tell you what I want you to wear tonight." I
said as
she answered the phone on the first ring.
"Oh!" was her only reply.
"I want you to detach the cuffs from the cords on the bed. You will
wear them
and also the gift that I placed in your bottom drawer this morning.
That is
all you are to wear. Is that understood, Ann?", I asked.
"Yes, Michael, I understand. I love you.", she responded as I hung up
the
phone and tried to go back to my work. As it turned out, it was a
useless
effort on my part. Visions of my "slave" haunted my every thought and
to
attempt to discard them was impossible. I struggled to contain myself
and not
leave work early. Finally I busied myself planning out the final
details of
the evening.
I tried to visualize Ann as she went to the drawer and found my
"present". It
consisted of a narrow leather collar and a gold waist chain which I am
sure
she would not figure out how to wear. It was designed to pass around
the
waist and through a small loop in the back. The end of the chain was
then
brought through the legs and fastened in front. It was adjustable and
could
be pulled tighter if one desired. The chain went between her legs and
snuggled between her pussy lips. I would be very surprised if she wore
it
right!
- Arriving Home -
Suddenly I realized that I had gotten lost in my thoughts. It was 6:15
and
time to leave for home. If you have ever driven somewhere only to
realize
when you arrive, that you do not remember the drive, then you know how
I felt
when I arrived! I hesitated a moment and gathered my thoughts. I knew
that
the intensity of the evening would require a great deal of control on
my part.
After the stimulation of the day, I wanted to -- Wait! That is an idea.
I got
out of the car, walked to the door and opened it. Suddenly, Ann
appeared in
the doorway to the living room. She was naked except for the collar
and cuffs
and the chain was dangling at her side after one turn around the waist.
I just looked at her as I locked the door and strode to where she
stood.
Without saying a word, I lifted her and carried her to a chair.
Bending her
over the back of the chair, I placed her hands on the arms and once
more told
her to stay still. I walked behind her and stroked the smooth curves
of her
ass. I let my hand glide between the satin-like skin of her cheeks,
down to
her pussy which was already moist. Without saying a word, I took her
roughly
from behind. I was unable to contain myself and from the moment I
entered her
I was out of control from the days pent-up passion.
I heard her as she responded to my use of her body. She began to
thrust her
hips backwards in rhythm to my forward movements. She began to make
almost
animalistic noises in her throat as she let herself experience the
force of my
desire. I could feel the muscles in the walls of her vagina as they
grabbed
at my thrusting cock. It was all that I needed and as I began to
explode, I
heard her scream, "Oh, my god! Please come! Fill me, Michael. I'm
coming.
Harder, I'm coming." I exploded inside her and felt as if my knees
would
buckle out from underneath me.
As I stepped back, Ann did an amazing thing. She turned and dropped to
her
knees and took me in her mouth. She moved on me keeping my erection
alive for
a few more minutes. I lifted her to her feet and kissed her softly and
spoke
for the first time.
"You are an incredibly sexy woman, Ann. Do you know that?", I asked.
She just stood there looking at the floor and shook her head
imperceptibly. I
reached to her chin and raised her head.
"You must learn to be proud of it! Tell me, did you feel like a woman
when I
entered you just now?" There were tears in her eyes causing them to
sparkle.
"Oh, yes, Michael, I felt so sexually alive.", she answered.
"Then be proud of your realization! You are mine and I am proud to be
with
you. I see the way other men look at you. You are a sexually erotic
woman. You
are to learn to be contented in that fact. Now come shower with me."
We went upstairs and I was pleased to see the black nylon straps
securely
fastened to the four corners of the bed, the rope ends protruding from
either
side and the blindfold neatly laid out on the pillow. I undressed and
turned
to Ann. I undid the cuffs and the collar and took the chain from her
waist.
"You will learn how to wear this later, Ann." I said as I led her to
the
shower and adjusted the water to slightly hotter then our skin.
- The Shower -
Once in the shower the hot water ran over us and relaxed us both. I
could
feel the tension draining from my body as I held Ann close to me.
Soaping her
down was always a pleasure, but this evening it took on new meaning as
I
gently pushed aside the shower's spray and covered her with soap. I
could
feel my passion rising again as I hugged her and felt the curves of her
body
press against mine, the soap providing that frictionless smoothness
which
heightens the senses ans sets the entire nervous system on fire. She
turned
in my arms and I felt my erection slide between her cheeks. She
reached back
putting her arm around my neck and pulled herself up on tiptoe forcing
me
deeper into her soft flesh. She rocked back and forth and I felt
myself
climbing towards orgasm again.
Then I realized what was happening she was maneuvering herself so that
my
hardness was pressing against the tiny opening. She pressed and I put
my arms
around her waist to help her keep her balance. Suddenly I felt myself
slide
inside her. She moaned as if it hurt her and I stopped moving until
she began
to press once more. Then I was totally inside her. She turned her face
up and
back and I met her lips with mine. She leaned forward and placed her
hands on
the wall as I grabbed her hips and started thrusting in and out of her
tight
hole. Soap was running between her cheeks making each stroke easier
and
smoother. I reached around her with one hand and began to stroke her
clit.
Her passion was obvious as she began to buck against me with more
violence.
The sight of her shapely ass meeting my thrusts raised my zeal even
further. I
reached for her breasts and felt them slip through my hands as she
moved
faster now. They were slippery and difficult to hold so I squeezed
harder in
an effort to keep them in my hands. The nipples were hard and Ann was
lost in
her own world of pleasure as her hand slid between her legs to tease
her clit
into an orgasm. Suddenly it was over. We both felt ourselves move into
that
world void of all else except focus on the center of sexual release.
The orgasm seemed greater then any before experienced and as she turned
to
hold on to me, we sank to our knees and let the warm water splash over
our
exhausted bodies. We knelt there for what seemed like an hour, kissing
and
caressing each other. Suddenly the water began to turn cold and
brought us
both back to reality.
I got a soft towel and dried her off kissing her all over as I did. As
I
dried each leg I let my mouth cover her pussy and gave soft, silky
licks to
the pink flesh peeking out from between the folds of her outer lips.
She
trembled and stroked my face.
Getting to my feet I led her to the bedroom and once again placed the
leather
cuffs on her ankles and wrists. I put the collar around her neck and
picked
up the chain. When I pulled the loose end between her legs she jumped
a
little and smiled at her own lack of imagination in wearing it before.I
knelt
and spread her lips again moving the chain between them, kissed her
there
again and got my robe.
- Dinner Lesson -
Ann needed the time to fix her hair and do whatever else women do to
make them
feel more desirable. While she was doing this I went down to the
kitchen to
put the finishing touches on the Scampi and char broil the steaks.
When I
walked into the kitchen, I noticed that Ann had set the table for a
romantic
dinner for two, candles and all. I opened the bottle of wine and
settled down
at the table to await her appearance.
Ann came down glowing. She came to the chair and on her own lowered
her eyes
and stood with her hands by her side, saying nothing. I took the time
to
drink in her sexiness. Her lightly tanned skin giving way to the milky
white
bikini line, accentuated her breasts and lower tummy. Her soft brown
pubic
hair, trimmed for her bikini, formed a small triangle pointing to her
sex and
just a hint of blushing pink showed at its apex. She was obviously
still in
an excited state. I reached out and with a moistened finger, slid
between the
folds causing her to jump slightly at the touch.
"Do you feel sexy, Ann?" I asked her.
"Oh yes, more then any other time in my life.", was her quick reply.
"That is wonderful, Ann. You are more then sexy, love, you are all
that
female sexuality is about.", I replied.
Looking at her did not even make her nervous now. I drank in the sight
of her
naked form. The black collar with its ring in the front, the black
bands on
her wrists and ankles and the tiny gold chain speaking volumes to me on
her
submission.
There she stood, totally fresh, erotic, sensual and completely
available to
me. It was then I realized that, while I may seem in control, this
woman,
whom I loved dearly, was actually in control of me.
Everything about her made me realize that there could be no other woman
that
could do to me what she was doing now. I was falling, charmed into
complete
worship of her entire person-hood. In asking her to devote herself to
me, I
received a gift from her which I now must handle with all the love and
care
that is possible. I was caught and hopelessly imprisoned by her
dedication and
love for me. Ironic as it was, by becoming her master, I had become
her
slave.
Ann served us dinner and I watched fascinated as her every move drove
me
further into the turmoil of primal urges. It was all that I could do
to keep
my hands off her while we sat and discussed what had already happened.
It
seemed that even though Ann was intimidated by this at first, she had
found
release in knowing that she was not in control. It seemed that it gave
her
"permission" of sorts to let herself go and release herself to sensual
pleasures. I was delighted to hear her able to express herself in this
way. I
talked to her and told her how I had felt and thanked her once more for
her
gift.
Now would come the difficult part. I wanted to make the roles we were
playing
be consistent with the idea of a master-slave relationship. I was
still a
little scared that pushing the fantasy too far may have an adverse
effect, but
decided to risk it. While Ann cleaned up the kitchen, I began to watch
for
some foolish thing that I could "blame" and punish her for. When I
found it,
it was foolish - for sure.
"Ann, I have been sitting here patiently waiting for you to serve
coffee. Not
only did you ignore my request, but you act as if you never heard it!",
I said
knowing full well that she could not have heard what I did not request.
"You didn't ask for coffee.", she answered.
"Ann, I believe you meant to say I am sorry, didn't you? You must
understand
that I was serious when I asked you for unquestioned obedience. Please
come
over here and kneel at my feet, Ann."
Ann moved to me, but slower this time and a little unsure of what I was
going
to do. She looked into my eyes as if to say "Be gentle", as she knelt
on the
floor.
"Ann, raise your hands above your head, please." I said this very
softly but
without a hint of emotion. She did so hesitantly, lifting her breasts
as her
arms went higher. I reached to her and as I explained what I expected
of her
once more I let my hands glide over the twin globes presented to me in
such an
unprotected way. Suddenly I took her nipples between my thumbs and
forefingers and pinched them. It was mildly painful, but not enough to
even
make Ann cry out. In fact she moaned softly and looked at me with love
written in her eyes. I asked her if she understood and she replied
with a nod
of her head. Again I pinched her and told her that verbal answers were
required when I spoke to her.
"Yes, Michael, I understand.", she said.
Again I caressed her breasts and told her that the rest of the evening
would
be considered training for our new positions in our relationship. As I
talked
I had her stand and indicated that she should spread her legs. I
reached
between them and felt that she was totally turned on now, responding
amazingly
to the whole situation. I continued to talk to her while petting and
stroking
her pussy. My fingers were soaked. She listened as if in a trance. I
told
her that tonight, she would learn how to ask for what she wanted and
not be
afraid to tell me in exact terms, her thoughts, desires and needs. I
led her
upstairs to the bedroom.
- Ann's Captivity Begins -
Ann hesitated just the slightest moment as we entered into the bedroom.
Later
she would tell me how her thoughts carried her into mild panic that
afternoon
when she had prepared the bed for this night. She knew that I would
never do
anything to harm her, but it was unimaginable to her that she should be
tied
there helpless to hide, conceal or defend her body in any way.
Ann also confessed to me later that she never really felt sexy while
naked and
that she had feared feeling like a fool by complying with my desires.
Not that
she wasn't capable of passion, for she was to an extreme, but not until
she
crossed some remote threshold of ecstasy that broke the barriers, she
never
believed that she was capable of arousing erotic desires with her body.
As with all of us, she did not see her beauty and allowed some other
mental
image of the perfect woman to stand in the way of her awareness of what
she
was to me. Ann was about to learn that she was all that I needed or
desired
in a woman. She was about to come to terms with her own eroticism and
sensuality. Ann would know soon, that I loved her exactly as she was.
The
only change I wanted in here was her knowledge that she was my woman
and
capable of fulfilling all that I could ever desire in a life's partner.
Ann walked to the bed and I felt her tremble as I touched her shoulder
and
pushed her once more to her knees. I took the blindfold and carefully
arranged it so that she could see no light.
I then stood her on her feet and said to her: "Ann, you and I have had
a
relationship that has grown stale in some ways. We have not been able
to
trust each other with our innermost secrets and desires. We have,
until now,
not expressed our needs or wants for fear that somehow we would be
rejected. I
have risked a lot in this experiment, and so have you. Now it is too
late to
turn back even if we wanted to. I am going to bring you pleasure
beyond
anything that you have known so far. Tonight is just the beginning of
our new
life together. Tonight by becoming my slave, you will find total
freedom!"
With these words, I picked her up, kissed her soft lips and laid her on
the
bed. I gently took her hand and after kissing it and caressing it,
pulled it
taut and fed the nylon strap through the steel ring on the cuff. I
then did
the same to the other hand. Walking to the center of the bed, I took
the rope
that was passed under the bed and tied a loop around her right leg just
above
the knee and then went to the other side and did the same pulling them
open so
that her knees almost touched the mattress. I then secured the anklets
to the
nylon ties at the foot of the bed.
Ann was now tied in such a way that she could not close her legs or
move her
arms. I then took a pillow and raising her hips tucked it under her
lifting
her shapely behind off the bed.
I then told her that she was not to talk or make a sound unless I gave
her
permission.
"Not a sound, Ann, is that clear?", I said to which she responded
"Yes." in a
whimper-like voice. That was greeted with a slap across her raised
behind and
again the command, "Not a sound!".
This time Ann shook her head yes and received a quick kiss to each
breast and
on her mouth. When I kissed her, the hunger in her mouth was evident
as she
struggled to prolong the contact. She was looking for reassurance. I
gave it
to her!
As I stepped back to observe my handiwork a feeling of satisfaction
that I had
never known overtook me. Here before me on the bed, tied and helpless
was the
form of the faceless woman of my fantasies. Wonderfully erotic in her
helplessness, overwhelmingly sensuous in her glorious womanhood, and
animalistically arousing in her nakedness, she had me in fully in her
power
and I would never be the same again. I was helpless before her charms
and
hypnotized by her wanton beauty.
I moved to the bedside and sat next to her. Next to the bed was a
small
bottle of scented and flavored massage oil. I took the bottle and
began with
her right arm. After pouring the oil on it, I began to rub it into
each tiny
area of exposed skin. The oil got warm when rubbed or blown on, as a
matter
of fact it got hot. I blew softly on it, heating it up and then used
my
tongues in soft velvety licks to remove the oil from her wrist. Next I
did
the same to her shoulders and neck. For the next hour I busied myself
covering every square inch of exposed skin with the exception of her
breasts,
inner thighs and her pussy. I momentarily touched her there and she
was
dripping wet with desire now, but relief was still a long way off for
Ann.
Moving back to her upper torso, I rubbed the oil into her breast, being
careful not to touch the nipple. I spent a long time gently massaging
and
blowing on the slick skin, heating the oil and sensing her reaction.
Each
time Ann would move to try to get me to suckle her swollen nipple, she
would
receive instead a pinch instead. I was lost in the softness of her
beautiful
breasts and the textures that I seemed to newly discover with each
passing
moment.
Finally sure that Ann was worked to a fever pitch, I stopped and asked
her,
"Ann, what would you like me to do for you now? You can talk to me,
hon."
"Please, Michael, I am on fire, please!", she said.
Of course I could imagine what she wanted, but would not give in.
Instead I said, "Ann, you have to be specific. I know what you want
and you
know what you want. Why can't you tell me? I will not continue until
you
do.", to emphasize this I reached down and cupped her soft, wet mound
in my
hand momentarily. Ann instantly moved herself against it and I pulled
away.
"My god, Michael, I need you. Please!", she said. I said nothing. I
moved
from the bed to a lounge chair and sat quietly.
"Michael?" Ann said after a minute, "Michael, where are you?" Again I
was
silent.
Ann struggled against her bonds now only to discover for the first time
that
she was indeed helpless. After 10 minutes of not answering, I walked
quietly
to the bedside once more.
I removed the chain from between her legs and said, "You wish me to
continue
the massage?"
"Oh yes, please, Michael, please.", Ann was frantic in her answer.
I took the oil and smoothed some of it on her inner thigh from the knee
to
where the flesh curves inward to form the outer lips of her pussy.
With slow deliberate care, I began to alternately rub and blow on the
oil.
Then ever so slowly began to lick it off of her working upward until I
got to
those soft folds of down covered flesh. Momentarily I let my tongue
flick
over her clitoris and withdrew to the other thigh, where I began the
process
all over again. By the time I had once more reached her wide open
pussy, her
own juices were visibly coating her cheeks and some had already stained
the
pillow. Ann was delirious now. She began bucking to reach my face,
but I
avoided all but the briefest touches to her sex. Ann began to plead
with me
now in earnest.
"Michael, please eat me. Please touch my pussy, Michael, I can't take
this
any longer! Let me come, Michael, please let me come.", she was almost
crying
now.
As a reward for her honesty, I leaned forward and kissed her full on
her
spread pussy lips. I poured some oil on it and watched the fluid as it
ran
over her mound, flowed across her swollen inner lips and into her open
vagina,
to mix with her own sweet juices. Ann hissed thru her teeth as she
moved her
hips trying to contain her passion which was about to explode in
uncontrollable wantonness.
I laid down between her splayed legs and softly blew on the oil. I
could feel
the heat from her pussy as it combined with her own. She let out a cry
at the
sensations I was causing her to experience.
"Oh god, please, let me come, Michael, please don't make me wait any
longer.",
she cried out.
I then began to slowly lick the oil and her natural lubricant from her
exposed
sex. She shook violently each time that I touched the fleshy hood
covering
her clit. Shock waves of pleasure shot thru her body as she thrusted
her hips
and tried to grind her pussy into my face. I did not allow that yet,
but kept
distance enough so that only the tip of my tongue touched her.
Finally I moved up and clamped my lips over her clitoris and biting
ever so
gently took it into my mouth and flicked across it with my tongue. I
had
never seen Ann react this way before. She became an animal and her
cries
matched her fury.
I slid two fingers inside her and reached her g-spot letting her press
downward and move against them. I felt her muscles tighten and loosen
in
spasmodic contractions as she began her orgasm. It was like a string
of
firecrackers. One after another they came each one more violent then
the one
before. I used my tongue to tease her clit as it attempted to withdraw
from
direct stimulation. Licking each side of the tiny shaft, rolling it
between my
lips until Ann collapsed in exhaustion and lay still.
I moved to her face and heard her soft sobs. She turned to me and her
lips,
swollen from her own biting, parted for a deep hungering kiss. She
then moved
her mouth to taste her own passion which was on my face still. I had
never
been with this Ann. This was a whole new woman, a whole new adventure
in
sexuality.
After that, I released her and we made slow, passionate love.
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