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This is a work of fiction for adults only. Do not read this if you are 
under 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your Country. 
This was written as a fantasy piece for a friend, and so any resemblance 
the characters have to people in real life means that your friend is me. 
Or her. Or you're crazy.

This is strictly a first draft, and is going up mainly because there may 
never be a second draft. Any email is welcome, and In fact since I don't 
have anyone to edit my work if you would like to act as an editor feel 
free to drop me a line with any comments/corrections.

grazz332@gmail.com

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Story Codes: (mf, bdsm)   



Bound
By Grazz
(c)September, 2004
       
       You test the straps around your wrists and ankles, feeling the 
soft air currents of the room playing lightly over your spread, naked 
body. You lay there, sinking into the soft mattress beneath you; your 
senses heightened while you're eyes are blinded by the silky blindfold 
over your eyes.
       Shivering to yourself your self you wait for his touch. You hear 
something rustle on the carpet near the door, and you shiver again in 
anticipation. You feel a slow, warm breath on the side of your face, 
and you can almost feel... yes it's there! Fingertips run down your 
left side, so lightly as to almost not be there at all. You feel a 
second set running down your stomach, and you try and rise to meet them 
but the phantom fingers are gone as if they were never there. Now the 
breath is moving down your neck, and when it reaches your shoulder 
blade it changes, blowing lightly, raising goose bumps in its wake.
       As it reaches your right nipple you feel the nipple growing 
harder, straining against itself. Fingers appear, right above your 
hips, all ten trailing up, and pinkies just hanging off your side. Now 
back down again, this time with the nails, and the breath is blowing 
down the bottom of your tit, and now around, up the center. The fingers 
don't stop at your hip, but follow the bone into the center. As they 
meet they move down and out, reaching the point where hip meets thigh, 
and following the lines down. As the nails reach your inner thighs they 
spread out, running farther down. As the fingers were tracing the 
contours of your body, the stream of air loosely followed. It runs 
down, down your stomach to play over your belly button, and down to 
your hip where it moves outwards.
       Fingers coming back up your body, your inner thighs, as the 
breath moves up and out along your side. Now it's hot and slow again, 
steamy, leaving your skin to shiver in its wake as the moisture 
evaporates. The breath traverses up, along your side, over the sides of 
your breasts, and now onto your neck. There it pauses, allowing the 
hands to catch up from your upper thighs where they'd been tracing 
patterns over your quivering flesh. Your breath is coming a little 
faster now as you strain to feel every touch, every caress, however 
soft. 
       The hands move up to the undersides of your breasts where they 
are again drawing patterns. You feel a pair of lips brush against 
yours, and again the breath is at your neck. So lightly you barely feel 
it the tip of a tongue flicks your neck and you moan as you melt into 
the hot moisture on your neck. Again the tongue strokes the hollows of 
your straining neck, a quick flick, and the breath moves closer. A soft 
kiss, and another, tongue flicking out again and again as you issue 
another soft moan. You can feel yourself melting into the lips on your 
neck, the hands now applying some real pressure, lightly dimpling the 
skin as they massage it.
       The kisses continue down your neck, and onto your shoulders; the 
fingertips run farther down, rubbing circles and lines into your sides 
as they go. The kisses are traveling out onto the outskirts of your 
shoulder blades and in, below them. You can feel the mouth move its way 
down your breasts, and pause just above your nipples. The fingers from 
before are now lightly tickling where your inner thighs meet hip, 
teasing the tender line of skin. The tongue is out now, tracing circles 
about your nipples, as the fingers continue to trace along the skin 
down there, up and down, fingers occasionally detouring to run out in 
little semi-circles halfway up to your lips. You can feel the heat and 
moisture emanating from it. The tongue stops its tracing and you can 
almost feel the lips hovering around your nipple, pausing, and then... 
the tip of the tongue, flicks your nipple, the fingers move in ever 
widening arcs, and lips close around it. They tug gently but 
insistently on it, pulling it up and letting it slip out repeatedly. 
After a few second you feel the teeth gently join in, biting down on 
it, rolling it a little, and tugging on it. You moan and strain up 
again against your bonds. 
       You feel one set of fingers stroking now, around the outside of 
your pussy, just missing the inner lips by a hairs breath. The tips of 
two fingers trace the edges of the wetness, leaving you shuddering, 
straining up, and trying to get more pressure. Your breasts are 
flushing further, reacting to the insistent tugs on your nipples as the 
fingers continue their up and down movement. One of the fingers moves 
to the center, and runs up, both of your pussy lips feel it between 
them, and then - oh god! Your clit screams in pleasure as the finger 
runs up it, and then back down, between the lips and to the bottom. Up 
again and in this time, the finger plunges smoothly in, coming out 
trailing along the upper wall, and out again to the clit. The mouth on 
your nipples is more insistent now, biting and sucking them in, as the 
finger massages your clit, circling the outside of it, running over it. 
The sensations are intense and driving you crazy, buckling and moaning 
with every stroke, biting your lip, trying to press your pussy against 
the hand harder! 
       The mouth is suddenly gone and you gasp for a moment at the cold 
before the sensations around your clit make you buckle again. The mouth 
is back, nibbling and kissing its way quickly down your belly and over 
your hips. Before you know it a tongue joins the fingers around your 
clit. The fingers move down as the tongue works on your clit, fingers 
running up and down a few times while you strain trying to get them in 
you! And then they're in! Two fingers push in deep and then out again, 
and begin pumping lightly as you moan for more. You just wish they'd go 
faster; the sensations are combining with your clit to drive you crazy. 
You're getting lightheaded and the sensations are getting to be too 
much as the tongue keeps flicking, strongly aware of every inch of the 
strong fingers in your cunt. You scream as you strain against the 
bonds, and the fingers change their angle, adding a third and pressing 
from below now so as to press against the upper wall of your pussy and 
G-spot on every stroke.
       Your clit is straining as the mouth sucks on it hard, and teeth 
lightly nip at it. The fingers are filling you up now and you can feel 
yourself screaming from a distance, as your pussy begins to spasm in 
orgasm. Your cunt is rhythmically milking the hand, grinding into the 
face and mouth as you continue to spasm. Slowly you come down from it, 
buckling less and just shuddering... The fingers slowly withdraw 
inciting another jolt of pleasure which you can only weakly shudder to, 
and the face moves out... Laying there for a second just panting, you 
hear the feet moving around. A second later, you feel a few strings of 
material running across your body. They feel about half a centimeter 
wide, like... leather....
       End Part 1
