Jill paced anxiously around her room, absentmindedly tidying her and her roommate's belongings. Her long, brown hair stuck to the back of her neck. It was the end of September, but the Midwest weather was unseasonably warm. Her boyfriend Alex was visiting her for the first time at school and was due to arrive any minute. She tugged off her gray State U hoodie, revealing a pale pink camisole that barely brushed the top of her faded denim jeans. As she pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail, her cell phone rang on her desk. Text message, from Alex: "in the parking lot." Jill smiled and dashed down the stairs.
Alex leaned against his silver sedan, smiling his gorgeous half-smile. Jill ran up to him, and the two embraced passionately, smothering each other with deep kisses. Alex broke off, looking down at Jill. "Hey you," he whispered.
Jill shuddered. "Hey yourself." She snuggled into the crease between his chest and shoulder and breathed in deeply. He smelled the same -- a mix of musky cologne and freshly cut grass. She looked up at him and caught a knowing look in his eyes. "Follow me," she said, interlocking his fingers with hers.
Jill raced up the stairwell with Alex on her heels. She had bribed her roommate with money for dinner, a movie, and a bottle of wine, guaranteeing she had the room to herself until the morning. The two burst into the small apartment and wasted little time. Alex slung Jill's camisole and bra over her head, exposing her firm, full breasts. He cupped them in his hands, admiring their perkiness. As he ran his thumbs over their pert nipples, Jill sighed softly. It had been so long, she thought...
Kissing passionately, the couple fell back onto Jill's futon, pulled out ahead of time in preparation for Alex's arrival. Jill tugged at Alex's shirt, threw it to the ground, and fumbled with his belt buckle. The two stopped kissing to completely disrobe.
Alex stepped out of his boxers and looked over at the back of his naked girlfriend. Her chestnut tresses were curled ever so slightly from humidity. His gaze drifted down the curve of her spine, and he grew hard looking at her perfect ass, round and firm. Jill turned around. "Staring again, are you?" she laughed. Alex shrugged and began to rummage through his overnight bag. A glint of silver caught his eye, and he pulled out a shiny new pair of handcuffs.
Jill eyed them suspiciously. She and Alex had discussed "spicing up" their romance, but handcuffs seemed over-the-top. She looked at Alex, who oozed an air of casual sexiness. He stood naked as a half-smile played upon his lips, dangling the cuffs from two fingers. She laughed nervously. "Are those for me?"
He shook his head, laughing. "Lie on your bed," he said, commanding more than suggesting. A shiver ran down Jill's spine. He never spoke like that to her. She liked it.
"And what if I don't?" she said, teasing, seeing how far the domination would go.
Alex looked serious. "I said 'lie.' You do what I say." He swatted her bare ass hard, punctuating his authority. She jumped, surprised, but beating down any outward signs of excitement.
Alex didn't have to wait for Jill to moan to know she liked it. He hit her again, harder, and grabbed her butt cheek for emphasis.
Jill looked at Alex with the puppy-dog eyes that made him melt. The green-gray of her irises caught the dimming light of the late-afternoon sun, and Alex had to suppress the urge to grab her right there and kiss her until she begged for mercy. He was in charge. Those eyes couldn't, shouldn't, change that. He pointed to the bedroom, and Jill dutifully turned around and trotted towards the bed, the red outline of four fingers still glowing on her left cheek.
"That's better," he said, grabbing his backpack and following her.
Jill was wet from anticipation. She climbed on the bed, excited about the prospect of being dominated until she begged him to cum. She lay still, exposed and dripping. Alex carefully placed her hands behind the bedpost. The smooth, cold metal grazed the soft skin of Jill's inner wrist as Alex forced her hands between the cuffs. He snapped each one shut.
Jill was trapped. Her hands were attached to each other, and Alex had manipulated the chain between each cuff between a rung on her bedpost. Her arms were suspended above her head. Nasty thoughts raced through Jill's mind, thoughts that she had avoided in the past. Alex could do anything he wanted to her...
Alex surveyed his work, noting the look of fear and excitement in Jill's big doe eyes. Her taut, young body looked helpless and vulnerable against the sheets, nearly immobile. He watched her chest rise and fall, and saw she was clearly enjoying the anticipation of whatever sexual escapades he had in mind.
Alex's stiff member twitched at the sight, and a drop of precum formed at the tip of his full, pink head. He crawled on top of Jill, kneeling over her shoulders and head. "Lick it," he instructed, and leaned forward so his cock was mere centimeters from her lips.
Jill extended her tongue, barely grazing Alex's head as she caught the bead of precum. Alex inched forward, allowing Jill to take the mushroom of his cock into her mouth. She licked all of his sensitive spots with enthusiasm, giving special attention to the underside of his head. Jill moved her tongue in short, quick bursts, sending jolts of electricity down Alex's shaft. He thrusted, and Jill took most of his six inches into her mouth. She expertly accepted each forceful movement of Alex's dick, relishing in his hardness. Alex sighed, humping Jill's mouth harder and faster with every gyration of his hips. Jill's mouth was like a hot, tight pussy, and he felt a wonderful warmth washing over his body, signaling his increasing arousal.
After a few minutes of deep throating, Alex crawled off Jill. He walked over to his backpack to grab another toy. Jill moaned when he pulled out a smooth, glass butt plug. It was her favorite toy. The object was tapered perfectly to deliver the ultimate "filled" sensation. It was no more than a few centimeters wide at the top, but grew significantly to three inches in diameter at its fullest point. It had two heads. One pushed up against the wall between her anal cavity and vaginal wall, which seemed to triple the effect of each of Alex's forceful thrust. The lower head stretched her muscles so wide it almost hurt -- but the pain was so satisfying that Jill relished in each moment. Her anal muscles contracted as her memories with the butt plug flooded her.
Jill snapped back to the present when she heard a small *pop* from the foot of her bed. Alex had also brought lube, and had begun pouring it on the tip of the toy. He crawled over to her, grazing her taut thigh muscles with his hands. "You're going to take it all, Jill," he ordered. "You can't pop it out. You're not allowed to let it slip from your ass."
