She had awoken that morning, from an intensely erotic dream, to find she’d been blindfolded and bound hand and foot to her bed. For years she had fantasized about being taken against her will, helpless to resist, forced to comply with whatever dark and devious acts her attacker might desire. She’d never dreamed her lover would be the one to make her fantasy real. But lying there face down on the bed, she reflected that he’d already made quite a head start. In almost no time at all, his skillful hands and tongue had reduced her to a practically speechless state; quivering, moaning, begging for a release he had so far withheld from her.
He had brought her to near orgasmic heights at least four times, and although he had also come close while he forced her to suck him off, she knew his control was strong. Under ordinary conditions, his stamina had consistently amazed her. She knew he was capable of maintaining an erection for hours, giving her orgasm after orgasm, foregoing his own pleasure and leaving her weak and breathless, shuddering in ecstasy.
As if reading her thoughts, he had leaned down and whispered into her ear, “Oh no, my dear. We aren’t going to be finished this quickly. There is so much more I want to do with you.” An involuntary moan escaped her lips at his words and her body trembled as he stroked his fingers down her spine.
“Please…” she whispered.
“Oh? Is there something you’d like, my dear?” He chuckled evilly, “You know all you have to do is ask.” He knew this was one of the hardest things for her, admitting that she needed – no – wanted him to take her roughly, hard and fast, until she screamed his name over and over.
“Actually, today I don’t think asking will be enough, I think today you’ll have to beg me… repeatedly.”
With that, she heard the hum of the vibrator start back up and he began rubbing it against her inner thighs, stroking closer and closer to her open, waiting pussy. She could feel the muscles in her cunt contracting, aching with the need to be filled, but he continued to tease her, running the toy lightly along her lips, touching the outer edges of her wet snatch, then trailing up to her darker hole. He did this repeatedly, constantly avoiding her most sensitive spots, until she thought she’d scream with frustration, but after his comments she was determined not to beg.
As quickly as he began, it ended. Still blindfolded, she could feel him get off the bed and stretch. Without a word, she heard his footsteps leave the room. Wondering where he’d gone, she tried to shift on the bed, relieving muscles that had become strained by remaining in the same position for too long. Instead, all she managed to do was get some of her long brown hair in her mouth and develop an itch that she was unable to scratch.
But, she’d also managed to dislodge the blindfold just a bit, enough to take a quick peek down the hallway to see where he was. Much to her surprise, her gaze fell right on his bare legs, his thick, erect cock just inches away from her face; he’d quietly returned while she’d been squirming. Leaning down, the stern look on his face frightened her. “I told you earlier to lay still,” he said, in a threatening tone. “Instead, you’ve disobeyed and loosened your blindfold up as well. You’ll need to be punished. Since you don’t seem to be happy in this position, perhaps I need to find another that will suit you better.” Roughly, he retied the blindfold, tighter than before. Now even the little bit of light that she had had was gone. She whimpered at the sound of his voice, it sounded so much colder than the tone he usually took with her.
