She was on vacation when it first happened. Late that evening she fell asleep in the little private villa she'd rented for the week, not thinking anything at all about leaving the back door unlocked. But this was a private vacation club, members only, so she didn't think anything was wrong with that.
She was wakened in the middle of the night by someone's touch. Immediately she tried to sit up, but she wasn't able to, she was completely stunned to find that her wrists were bound to the headboard, and also that her eyes were covered. Panic seized her as all kinds of horrible thoughts began racing through her mind, god, she was going to be raped and killed! But as her body started filling with terror, the person who was there spoke then.
"Relax," came the masculine voice. She tried to place the voice but she was sure she'd never heard it before. "You're going to be fine," he told her. She didn't believe him.
"Who....who are you?" she asked weakly, almost afraid of the answer. "What are you going to do to me?" She couldn't see him of course but she could easily hear the smile in his voice.
"Ssshhh, I said you will be fine. Relax, we have a long night ahead of us, plenty of time for you to find out about that." He bent closer to her then, she felt his lips against hers but she held her lips together tightly as his tongue pressed against them. He leaned back and chuckled a little. "Okay, so we will skip the kiss for now. I see that I must relax you a little more first."
"Please let me go," she pleaded. "You can't....can't do this to me."
"No, you're not being set free yet. And I can and WILL do anything I want to do to you....but as I said, you should relax, when I take you it will be because you're begging me to do so."
His voice was still so smooth and soothing, even though there was a tone of authority in it as well. And his last words were very soft, almost a whisper, and his lips were just barely a breath away from her ear. She couldn't help the sigh that escaped her lips as she felt his tongue move along the outer edge of her ear and then inside of it. She always HAD loved to have someone's lips and tongue on her ear and neck....and now that's what he was doing, slowly making his way from her ear down the side of her neck and then across her throat while one of his hands began caressing her body. She moaned as she felt him massaging her breast and felt his fingers pinching her nipple lightly. She didn't WANT to enjoy this but she did, she couldn't help it. When his lips moved down to capture one nipple she arched her back, wanting more. To her surprise she got just that, he bit her, much harder than she'd been expecting. She screamed out in shock but even though it was painful, it was still pleasureful as well, and she couldn't help that she enjoyed it, she enjoyed his expert touch.
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She was shocked just after she screamed though. He released her and she felt his breath on her face as he leaned closer to her, his voice now sounding more stern. "Silence," he hissed at her. "I did not tell you to scream out. You are to be quiet. Understand?"
Part of her wanted to scream out again just for spite, just because he'd told her NOT to do that. But part of her humbled to him, wanted to obey him. She nodded slowly and that was all that was spoken, his mouth went immediately back to her breasts. He did it just to punish her this time, she knew that's why he was doing it, his teeth caught her nipple and he bit her as before. She did her best to remain quiet, biting her lip and trying to stifle the scream that threatened to escape. Apparently he was pleased by this because when he moved to the other nipple, he wasn't quite as rough. Even though she wanted to cry out then, she was able to contain it much easier than before.
His hand moved down her body, between her legs that parted against her will. Why wasn't she protesting? Why wasn't she at least keeping her legs together instead of encouraging him this way??? She didn't know, and was starting not to care either. He parted her pussy lips and quickly shoved two fingers inside, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning out at the pleasure that shot through her body.
"Well what is this?" he asked in a mocking tone, moving his fingers in and out of her pussy, taunting her with the audible sound of her readiness. She was ashamed of how wet she was for him, and he knew it, that's why he was taunting her. "See? I told you that you would enjoy this. Look how VERY ready you are," he said, still pumping his fingers in and out. "My servant," he whispered and then lowered his lips to hers.
His kiss wasn't rough as she expected considering his actions earlier, but it was a most thorough kiss, his tongue forcing itself deep into her willing mouth as he continued shoving his fingers deep inside her pussy. She moaned into his mouth, unable to stop herself, and she began moving her hips against his hand rhythmically. The thought kept running through her mind that she should be protesting his actions, even though she couldn't push him away, she should at least be attempting to plead with him, but she couldn't bring her body to agree with her mind on that. She loved this stranger's touch, he knew her better than any other lover she'd ever had before. God she was terrible, shamelessly fucking his hand this way and returning his kisses, and she didn't even KNOW this man! But what he'd called her was right....she was his servant now, a willing slave to anything he wanted.
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When he broke the kiss, he pulled his fingers from inside of her and he left the bed. She didn't know where he'd gone or what he was doing, but she strained to try and hear. It couldn't have been long that she lay there waiting, but it felt like forever to her as she lay there bound and blindfolded, wondering what he was going to do to her. He hadn't left the bedroom but he was being very quiet as if he knew she was trying to hear what he was doing. When he joined her on the bed again she realized what he'd been doing, he had been undressing. She felt his weight over her, his hard cock pressing on her belly as he slid one of his legs between hers. Immediately she began moving against his leg, seeking the friction that would bring her pleasure, and moaning out against her will. But he made her stop, slapping her hip and hissing at her again.
