Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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Kevin knew before he even swiped right, that she might be the best thing to ever happen to him. They talked for a few hours before deciding to meet up the next day. He couldn't stop thinking about her long hair, the way it would look so good wrapped around his fist as he...
He was getting ahead of himself. He knew he needed to be patient. He knew all he had to do was charm her and she would be throwing her panties at him in no time.
She looked in the mirror, tying her long brown hair into a tight ponytail. Her lips shimmered with the gloss she had just applied. Sophi her hands from her C cup breasts, over the black dress and down her ribs to the curve of her hips. She blew a kiss at her reflection and smiled as her heels clicked on the tile floor with every step she took as she walked away.
His eyes only wandered away from the stunning sight of her body when he was looking around to see who may be able to see them as they walked through the sculpture gardens. He loved using this is a date spot because he knew the area well. He lived in the apartment overlooking the large area, and worked there five years cleaning up the place. What he didn't realize is that Sophi had spent the last several years designing this garden. Her life's work had been to make this place into the beauty that the city needed.
Kevin had grown bored with the easy girls he'd been bringing to the gardens. But He knew Sophi was different. She would be just what he needed to rekindle his desire for good kink. It had been several months since he had walked through here. He had spent the last several months watching a silhouette of a woman in these gardens at night. She would run rope through the hooks he had placed in the boring statues made of rock. Kevin would stroke himself to completion while watching her play with the hooks he knew had been the cause of many squirting sessions. He had been using those hooks to bind up sexy girls.
He would leave them exposed in the night air. He got off knowing there were at least ten other windows that could see this taking place. The lighting in the gardens stayed on all night, allowing people to see the sculptures someone must have thought were beautiful. But the lights also allowed the sexy strung up bodies to be on full display when he would torture them with vibrators, floggers, and clamps.
He had begun posting the videos to a local NSFW blog. He got hard at the idea of others seeing his handy rope work. See the dripping mess of a girl after he was done with her. He rarely fucked those girls. He had no interest. He would stroke his cock when he got home. Cumming as much as he would want, without embarrassment of cumming too quickly.
And here he was, almost sunset, and walking with this beautiful woman who would not shut the fuck up about these stupid statues. All he had to do was change the topic.
Last April, Sophi had noticed a hook drilled into one of her favorite sculptures, but removed it. After that point, she kept a closer eye on all the pieces that had been created and donated especially for this garden. Especially her most prized piece. She called it, Entrapment. It was a lovely stone sculpture she had been carving for years, not knowing what it would become. That is, until she ran across a video posted online by a local unnamed man. He had videos of women bound to large stone works. The sculptures had caught Sophi's attention because it was the newest added piece that she happened to enjoy sitting near, on her breaks.
But that meant, this man was the individual who had been hiding hooks... drilling them into her precious sculptures. She watched the video several times before another had been released. She even found herself paying closer attention at the placement of the hooks and then the placement of the girls. She watched how he would slowly tease them. The girls were always happy to climb onto Sophi's beautiful works of art and lay their naked bodies over the cold stone. He would use strange devices, what she now knows are different floggers.
The man would tease the girls. Gently running he straps over their thighs, stomach, asses. Their bodies were bound with rope, twisted in intricate patterns over their skin. Sophi became more intrigued and began looking into the tags that were noted with the videos. She searched words like bondage, flogging, and edging. It wasn't long before Sophi found that she was very interested in all these things. Along with cropping, plugging, and denial. Her mind had raced with wonderful images of all these girls. Her mouse clicking almost as fast as she could blink, finding new things every day.
Sophi quickly discovered that pleasure and pain could go hand in hand. Just as the hand of control could easily change. She became curious of other terms that were tagged; pegging, CBT, and sissy. Her mind whirled. She felt her blood boiling as the moisture in her panties had increased. She loved researching new kinks and fetishes; they always gave her something new to think about when she would masturbate. She loved the idea of all these things being done to her. But, the new words, they weren't for her. Why then, did she love these more?
Sophi found herself wasting no time in learning all about these new play styles and how best to do them. She had already looked up rope play, along with edging and denial. Now it was time to see how these things could be used on men. Wondering how easy it would be to turn those power hungry, arrogant men into whimpering little sluts. Watching videos of women dominating men became Sophi's favorite thing to do. The way they stole all the power from these now, helpless men. She knew she wanted to try it, she had to!
