He had been watching her all evening, and she could feel his eyes on her as she moved to the bar to get one last glass of wine. It was getting late and she should go home; but the music had been so hot and there had been no shortage of dance partners.
He hadn't asked her to dance all night. He'd just kept watching her. Every time she looked up his eyes were on her following her every move.
As she stood at the bar drinking her wine, the music changed. Oh Lord, she loved that song. The slow, sensual, heavy rhythm beat its way into her body. She closed her eyes and began to sway slowly to the music; wishing someone would ask her to dance.
She felt a hand on the small of her back and turned to see him standing there; behind her.
His eyes bore into hers and she caught her breath as he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. He pressed her close to him, his hips firm against hers as they moved in rhythm to the pulsing music.
She could feel herself begin to grow moist with excitement from the music and the feel of his muscular body moving against hers. She nuzzled the soft spot behind his ear and breathed in the scent of him. God, he smelled so good! Her stomach fluttered as she felt him quiver against her belly in response to the touch of her lips. As the music faded he led her out of the club and to his car. He opened the door and she got in; her heart pounding in her throat; her brain fuzzy with the wine and the dancing and she wondered why she was getting in a car with a complete stranger.
They drove without a word, the music from his CD player filling the silence between them. She felt his hand brush her leg in the darkness his fingers sliding softly up and down the sensitive inside of her thigh; fingers sliding close to her wetness, but withholding, teasing⦠she closed her eyes and let herself drown in that feeling.
She felt the car stop and opened her eyes; they had pulled in at a small park near a lake. He turned the car off leaving the music playing on the CD player.
"Stay here for a minute, I'll be right back." he murmured; his voice was deep and sexy.
He went to the trunk and took out a satin comforter and a black bag. He spread the blanket out on the grass under the trees and opened the bag. He returned for her and helped her from the car.
Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her long and deep; his mouth hot and urgent against hers.
āBe still and do exactly what I tell youā he whispered in her ear as his lips trailed liquid fire down her neck to the hollow of her throat.
He unbuttoned her blouse, kissing the soft skin under each button. Her nipples hardened in excitement and she waited for him to remove her skirt before she reached out to touch the hardness she had felt on the dance floor.
She heard a gasp and a low groan in his throat and she began to unbutton his pants. He held her hands to stop her
āNo, you must do only what you are told.ā
He unfastened her bra releasing her aching breasts; taking one of her hard puckered nipples into his mouth. He took it between his teeth biting it; and she arched her breast toward his mouth in pleasure.
She felt him doing something with her hands and she looked down to see him looping a rope through the restraints he had fastened on her wrists. She let out a little cry of fear as her arms were pulled up over her head and secured to the tree branch above them. He pulled her up till she was stretched almost on her toes. Her arms were fully extended above her head making her tits so vulnerable to his pleasures.
She started to protest hotly for him to let her down, but he just looked at her and smiled as he tied a blindfold around her eyes. He forced a cloth between her lips and secured it there with another scarf, tying it behind her head. She screamed against the gag, and he stepped back to admire his handiwork.
āWith you restrained this way you will have to do what I tell you to, my beautiful toy.ā
He left her hanging there in the darkness for long agonizing minutes, her stomach knotting in fear; her pussy growing very wet with in anticipation of future dangers.