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It was well after 9PM on a Friday. It had been a very long day at work, but Alex wasn't so tired. Renee had been sending him texts and emails all day, each one more dirty than the last. He finally had to just ignore her messages, even the ones entitled "Please Sir, Fuck Me Now" and "im a moanin little whore 4 u." "She's such a dirty little slut," he thought, "but she's MY dirty little slut!"
Alex mused over his situation as he drove to Renee's apartment. She was almost a perfect lover. She was smart, intelligent, funny and beautiful. Alex could take her anywhere, and she'd fit right in. To dinner out with friends. To the symphony. To a pool hall. To a work function. To a hockey game. Even out with the boys as the only female. She knew when to be funny, when to be vivacious, when to be elegant, when to be quiet. Renee was definitely independent and had her own thoughts on almost any subject, but she was also confident enough in herself to just let things take place and go along with the flow. She could basically have fun everywhere.
And fun definitely included the bedroom. Renee knew how to be sexy, and what exactly turned him on. Once in the bedroom she was a living fantasy. She would do practically anything to get him off. Any position, any time, though her favorite did seem to be doggy, with a penchance for having her long brown hair pulled while here ass was being slapped... But she did not have one particular style that she adhered to. Sometimes romantic, sometimes raunchy, and everything in between. She could give a chaste BJ (perfect for when Alex was driving), or a full-on whore mode, whack it on the side of her face, slobbering deep throat that made her eyes water... Her walk-in closet was filled with lingerie and sex toys, from refined and classy to raunchy and perverted. An elegant chemise? Sure. Dress up as Little Red Riding Hood and play act? Anything to please. Dildos? No problem. Watch a porno while having sex? OK! Dress like a cheerleader for a halftime blowjob while watching the big game? Rah! Rah! Rah! Whatever Alex wanted, she was ready.
His last email response had been direct. If she wanted to be fucked tonight, she should do the following: Be ready for him when he came over after work. Leave her apartment door open. Have something quick to eat on the table, ready and waiting. And be in the bedroom, all wet and sexually primed. He wanted her in a little white crop top t-shirt, very short white micro-miniskirt and no underwear. She should play with herself once she heard the door open, get herself really dripping wet. Bent over the side of the bed, ready for sex. Don't expect foreplay, don't even expect a "hello". Just expect his hard tool ramming into her within seconds of seeing her. Alex knew she would do it, and he was hard just thinking about it.
He pulled his car up to her apartment, went inside her building and took the elevator up to her 12th floor apartment. The doorman knew him very well and gave him a smile and a wink when he had arrived. More than once he had caught Alex and Renee in some kind of compromising situation - just last week the elevator door had opened with Renee on her knees and Alex's cock in her mouth... and this was on the way to a gallery opening! Damn elevator stop button hadn't worked. Renee just had giggled, thrown her cloak overself as Alex frantically pushed the button to close the elevator door. She had finished him off in the car, of course...
Renee's door was unlocked. Alex walked inside, threw his coat and briefcase on the sofa. All the lights in Renee's apartment were on. Alex could smell something very good - Renee had been frying something. Looking on the kitchen table, he saw a plate of what appeared to be fried oysters, some potatoes, greens, and a note. It read "Eat up, slugger. You'll need the energy. Renee".
Alex sat down and started to eat, adjusting his pants due to the erection that was now clearly tenting. The food was still very hot, and the oyster breading was still crisp. "She must have just finished this before I got here," he thought. It was delicious, and Alex wolfed it down as fast as he could without getting his mouth burned. He washed it all down with a cold beer she had left poured for him in a frosty mug. And he also saw she had even left him a breath mint! "The girl thinks of everything," Alex muttered with sly grin.
He walked down the hallway to Renee's bedroom, perhaps a bit more loudly and a bit more slowly just to make sure she could hear him. What was that whirring sound - a vibrator? In any case, there was a note on the door. "Knock 3 times. If you don't hear an answer, then wait 2 minutes then come right in. You better be hard and ready, because I want it soooooo badly, Sir." She had written it with red lipstick. His semi-hard member now became rock hard. He noticed that there was a small key taped to the sign with the words "save this" beside it.
He knocked 3 times. No answer, but he heard a rustling inside the room. Alex counted the time with great anticipation, then opened the door.
The room was well lit, but the curtains were open, showing the city skyline twinkling at night. But what his eyes immediately set on was Renee. The little brunette was indeed bent over the bed, hair in long pigtails, legs spread, back arched and ass sticking out invitingly from a very short, white skirt. It didn't appear to be a micro-mini, but some kind of tennis skirt, though a couple of sizes too small. As instructed, she was not wearing panties. She was wearing a very cropped white shirt.. Her very ample DD's were straining at the fabric, the bottoms of her tits falling out of the shirt. And she was wearing her 5" stripper heels that they had purchased together once at a cheesy mall store. He had never seen her wear them until now.
But despite this pornographic view alone, what caught Alex's eye were four things. First, Renee was wearing a red ball gag, the straps running around her head. Second, her hands were handcuffed behind her. Third both of her ankles were also handcuffed to the legs of the bed frame, effectively spreading her legs wide. Fourth, she was wearing what looked to be like a dog collar, with a leash trailing over her shoulder and down her back. He was momentarily stunned. "Just how in the hell did you do that to yourself?" Alex muttered. She obviously could not speak, but her eyes looked at him, twinkling. He now knew what the taped key was for. He and Renee often played games. She had obviously wanted him to assume a dominant role, so he started to play the part.
"Are you waiting for me, little slut?" Alex asked in a slightly condescending voice. Renee nodded quickly, her eyes not leaving his. Was that a tear he saw coming down her eye? What an actress!
Alex walked over to her and put his hand on her shaved cunt. "Dripping wet again, are we, Renee?" She looked over her shoulder and nodded again. "What kind of predicament have you gotten yourself into? You look like you are just ready to be someone's little sex toy." Renee nodded again. Alex removed his belt and dropped his pants, kicking them off. He held out his hardened cock. "Is this what you are waiting for?" Again, another anxious nod. "Well, little slut, since your mouth is otherwise occupied, I only see two other holes that might be useful here. Which one should I take?"
Renee's eyes widened. Anal sex was not something they had tried before, though they had discussed it from time to time. It had never seemed that important to Alex. When she had put herself into bondage, she had never considered he would take advantage of her anally. She tried to struggle against the cuffs to see if she could free herself, but to no avail. Alex walked up right behind her and put the head of his cock against her puckered little hole.
"Want me to put this here, Renee?" Renee now shook her head, a little violently.
"Hmmmm, don't want it there, huh?" said Alex with an evil grin. "Well, you're in no position to argue." Alex rubbed the head against her, and Renee wondered just what the hell she had done. She squeezed her sphincter tight reflexively, and she started praying he'd be gentle. Alex saw her little hole clench, and he chuckled. "Squeezing it won't help much, little slut. I know where you keep the lube."
It was true.. Renee kept lube in the bedside drawer. It was good for tit-fucks and the occasional handjob (sometimes given when both of them were watching a good porno). Alex had also reached for it in the middle of the night at times - he'd lube her pussy up while she was asleep and just enter her, which she loved. But now he was going to lube up her ass - not for her pleasure, but just to slam his cock inside her! Oh why had she ever thought of this - to think she trusted him!
Just then, Alex backed off. "I bet you'd do just anything to not have me ass-fuck you, wouldn't you?" Renee heard his voice and felt a huge sigh of relief come over her. He wasn't going to take her most private of holes, he was just playing with her! OK, she could play this game. She looked back at Alex over her shoulder again, and with her best puppy dog look (which was tough due to the ball gag), she nodded with a pleading look in her eye.
