I really did cut it fine, the address of Jessica's colleague, who I had discovered was named Anna Fields, was a lot more difficult to reach than the one of my previous "Mistress" had been, and I only just made it before her ten o'clock deadline. Still panting for breath, as I'd ran the final part of the journey, I rang the doorbell, and the door opened with Anna just standing there in her normal clothing, having made NO effort for the occasion, unlike Jessica had done.
"Oh, it's you, so you decided to turn up then? You'd better come in!" That was it, no subtlety at all, blunt as a piece of wood, compared to the sharp "rapier" style of Miss Hawkins. Which rather suggested an awkward period of time ahead, yes I'd felt apprehensive when I'd "reported" at Jessica's door, but that was NOTHING to the bad feelings I was experiencing now.
You see, if you recall, during the time on the roadside, as she was making her offer to me, and even before I'd accepted, Jessica made it crystal clear that she'd bear my safety and welfare very much in mind whilst she was going to play her "games" with me, and for all of the time whilst I'd be in her hands and kept as her prisoner. A promise, that as I've made clear, she absolutely kept. Which didn't detract from the fun at all, if anything it TOTALLY enhanced the whole "sexperience!" Because I could relax, I felt utterly comfortable and at ease, despite being at her mercy, and in no position to escape or deny her desires. I could FULLY enjoy what she did to me, for I knew that she wouldn't go too far, and wouldn't put me in ANY danger at all. Which meant that I could, and DID give her everything I had in response to her considerable efforts. That combined with her extra-ordinary levels of skill and ability was what led to that whole weekend being SO memorable and completely earth-shattering!
At all times, even if FULL of lust, her eyes and facial expressions were welcoming and warm, yes very dirty and suggestive, but NEVER threatening. Jessica had her ego completely under control, her competence giving her a level of confidence that meant that she could just ENJOY what she put me through, she knew EXACTLY what she was doing, and those positive vibes seeped out of her and into me to a large degree. And there was NEVER any doubt in my mind that she cared if I too was enjoying what she did to me, she wanted me to also enjoy being with her, and as you all know I very much did! She didn't feel ANY need to prove anything to anybody for she had nothing to prove, she was completely, utterly and totally superb, and boy, as I've already said, didn't she just DELIVER!!!!!
Unfortunately Anna was as different as it was possible to be. Whilst, just like Jessica, she was stunningly sexy to look at, there the similarities ended. For she was vain, this was always just going to be just about HER, and her alone, my role was simply to provide for HER! For example, NO such reassurance about my safety was given, which rather put me "on edge" as it were. And it didn't take long for me to realise that she was insanely jealous of Jessica Hawkins.
Again, we need to remember that my time in Jessica's hands had started slowly, before as Jessica herself had called it the "main course" had commenced, she'd put me through a couple of, again using her terms, "starters." And just like during a posh meal, those "starters" had deliberately been pursued to build things up slowly, to set the mood, and bring us both in a state of sexual anticipation and excitement that had built and then crescendoed! All orchestrated brilliantly by Jessica, the teasing, the shower we took together, the placing of both of our bodies in stockings, it ALL ramped up the enjoyment, so that by the time when I'd found myself tied to her bed, and remember just before then she had given me a chance of escape, when I wasn't subject to ANY bondage at all if only for a few minutes, an "opportunity" that I had completely rejected, we were both READY!
But there was NONE of this with Anna, without any "foreplay" at all, she simply took me by the hand and pulled me up her stairs. Straight into her bedroom, where she just shouted "STRIP," without any of the gentle teasing, but enticing, manner that Miss Hawkins had employed. I did so, of course, but it was almost mechanical, almost as if I didn't want to be there. Because, quite frankly, I wasn't entirely sure that I did.
Don't get me wrong, I fully accepted that I was now in Anna's bedroom because, another thing she and Jessica did have in common, she was offering me a way out of a situation ENTIRELY of MY own making. In both cases, I had, quite deliberately, broken the "law of the land," I'd ridden my motorcycle at a speed that was far in excess of what I should have done. Never mind any arguments that I might have tried to excuse my behaviour with, like it was early in the morning so very little or no other traffic was about, the weather and road conditions were good, and the bike itself was meticulously maintained. In other words what I did possibly wasn't stupidly dangerous. However, be that as it may, I had wilfully done something I that KNEW I should not. And both Ladies had offered me a chance to avoid the normal, and many would argue proper, consequences of that action.
Anna removed her own clothing at the same time as I did, again no "show" or subtlety, then snapped, "ON THE BED! NOW!" I obeyed, because she hadn't yet deleted the display of 109.3 MPH on her "speed gun" yet. Thankfully she did do so, but not until she'd tied me, again as Jessica had, in a spread-eagled form, to her bed. But, once more she'd done that task almost as if she was tying a parcel, no feelings exhibited, no teasing, or gentle entrapment. It wasn't an act of pleasure as it had been with Jessica, it simply felt like a "job" to be done. And also, the bonds were possibly a little too tight, unlike before, these bonds of Anna's actually hurt.
And I'm sure it'll come as NO surprise to any of you that the level of sexual enjoyment was NOWHERE near the level that Jessica had taken me to. Again, how can I put this, it felt like a complete mechanical act, an "assignment," something that needed to be performed as opposed to be savoured and enjoyed. Anna simply pumped herself on my cock, which struggled to remain hard, because, NO, I wasn't really enjoying it.
However, despite the complete lack of emotional feeling, she was a fit, young girl with plenty of energy, and eventually she bought me to a stage where nature did indeed produce an "output." But there was NO real sense of climax, no orgasm at all, a pure and simple ejaculation. After which my cock went limp immediately. Leaving a completely frustrated Anna, she was NOWHERE near any climax of her own at all, and now knew that she wouldn't be getting one ANY time in the near future!
Now I really wished that this situation could have been avoided, and if she hadn't charged into proceedings like a "bull in a China shop," then it probably could have been. But it was HER who had set the agenda, she had dictated the pace, after all I was tied securely to her bed, and helpless to really intervene or guide her in any way.
Not that she was in ANY mood to accept that fact. "So, you can't be bothered to give me what you gave to Jess then! Or was she simply exaggerating the pleasure that you and her enjoyed. I'm going to leave you here for a bit, and I suggest that you do some reflecting on how to improve your pathetic performance so as to give me want exactly I'm looking for from you!" And with that she simply stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut for good measure and locking it too!
Now, I don't scare easily, I own a VERY fast motorcycle, and as you've seen I'm not afraid to use its FULL performance at times. But I'm more than willing to admit that I was absolutely petrified at that moment in time. Here I was the total and utter prisoner of this woman, who was clearly well and truly pissed off by the disastrous events SHE had caused! But had convinced herself that it was ALL MY fault! I'm sure you'd all agree, not a comfortable position at all to find myself subjected to. I was damn relieved that I'd managed to go to the loo just before I'd arrived at Anna's place, otherwise my bladder could well have added wetting her bed to the perceived list of my misdemeanours in her mind.
So it was with a large degree of trepidation flowing through my body that I heard the key in the door lock turn, about one hour later. I wasn't looking forward to facing up to Anna entering the room, and making more unfair demands of me!
The door opened and Anna stepped into the room. But this wasn't the snarling, angry Anna who had left, this Anna, wearing a lovely silk dressing gown, was almost tearful, and quiet. "I'm sorry," she opened with softly, "I just can't get it right." Now the tears flowed as she approached the bed, and started to untie me from her bondage. "Please, you're free to go, I won't keep you any longer, I accept that it's completely down to me why earlier was SO dis-appointing, I ALWAYS get it wrong, and I don't know why! Why is Jess Hawkins SO good and me so bloody POOR?" It rather appeared it was Anna herself, during the time when she'd left me alone, who had been reflecting, not me.
Now released, as Anna sat herself on the bed, I sat next to her, put my arms around her, holding and cuddling her gently as she cried her eyes out. Then I looked her straight into those tearful eyes and just said, "Anna I'm not going ANYWHERE! I want to stay here with you and help you ALL I can. If you're willing to listen, maybe I can answer that question and explain just why I think things went wrong. And then, maybe between us, we can work together to put some of it right, and have an enjoyable time with each other after all!"
"Do you mean it?"
"Very much so, please let me help you, Anna. I REALLY want to." And I did, whereas beforehand she'd annoyed me, here was somebody who'd decided after all to face up to their own problems, yes she might have blamed me at first, by now she was accepting full responsibility. NOBODY is perfect, we ALL make mistakes, and yes I very much include myself here, but Anna now wanted to learn from it I gleamed. So yes, I was now completely willing to help her. She was now showing me respect, and therefore had earned mine.
"Thank you."
"But, it will mean I might have to say things to you that seem a little harsh, I might have to mention some "home truths," as it were."
"I understand. And once again thank you, for being willing to give some of your time to me."
"Right, well the first thing you MUST do is stop comparing yourself to Jessica. She's NOT here, you ARE! Remember she's a few years older than you, and obviously more experienced. And THAT is the big difference, you're an utterly gorgeous and sexy looking Lady, so the "raw material" is there alright. For example, you're a fully trained and certified Police Driver, which means, and as a "biker" don't I just KNOW it, that you're REALLY skilled behind the wheel. But were you the first time you tried to drive?"
"No, I kept stalling the bloody thing the first I tried."
"But you are NOW, so you've learnt and vastly improved. Jessica's just further down the road when it comes to sex, that's all, but I can see NO reason why you can't better yourself and at some time in the future match her current level. Do you think she hasn't ever got it wrong before and made mistakes?"
"I guess she has."
"Exactly! But the one thing that Jessica understands, and you need to learn, is that great sex, whether in bondage form or not is as much to do with the mind as the body, ( something incidentally that I, as myself in reality and not any character I've created for a story, believe is REALLY true btw.) that at present is the big difference between the two of you. Jessica "enticed" me, she started slowly and gently built up the atmosphere between us, teasing and tantalising me, and reducing me to a state where I'd have done ANYTHING for her to shag me. But, and this is where I'm going to sound harsh, you simply charged in at full speed, like a bull in a China shop! Are you surprised I couldn't respond? You never gave anticipation and excitement an opportunity to take hold of me."
With that I grabbed Anna's head, found her lips with mine and initiated a long kiss, into which I put as much passion as I could muster. And she responded, exactly in the manner that I'd hoped for. When I released her, I simply asked, "did you enjoy that?"
"Very much."
"And I'll bet it's got some of your juices flowing. You see you don't have to go charging in. A nice kiss like that beforehand would have improved things no end. But may I ask one thing of you Anna?"
