I stood up and slipped my head between her lifted arms.
- Your hands are now trapped. We can imagine that you can't resist me and that I can play with your chain between the boobs as I want. We can imagine, and imagine only, that I can touch your boobs or pussy without getting your approval. Of course, such simulated non-consent sex is a possibility for me only if we have a prior agreement that you allow me to experiment during sex without asking for your consent every 10 seconds, which is totally non-erotic. If you have that kind of love, I can wear the mask for you, as Leonard Cohen used to say. If you want real non-consensual sex, then I'm not your man.
- You can do anything you want to me. I trust you as I never trusted any person in my life.
I cupped her boobs and gently twisted both of her clamps. She moaned softly, so I continued to massage her. When I sensed that she was aroused I slid both hands down her belly towards the buttons of her pants. I unbuttoned them and allowed them to slip down to her ankles. I grabbed her panties and pulled them down to her knees. When I finally put my palm on her crotch, she was moist. I massaged her lips for a few seconds.
- Do you want me to continue, or shall we postpone this to a more appropriate time?
- Continue. I will not shout, I promise.
I started rubbing her pussy for real. With my left hand, I occasionally tugged the chain, sending pleasure to her nipples. In five minutes she was panting, so I searched for her clit. She whispered "
Fuck me Master Omerbegović
", so I pressed on her clit and started to move my two fingers in a circular motion. She whispered, "
Keep it here, I love it. Yes, just like this
". In a few minutes, she came on my fingers. I hugged her from behind and waited for her to calm down. I bowed my head and released her hands from my hold.
- Turn around, Lina, I want to untie you.
Since I used cotton ropes, there were no scars on her arms. The cotton ropes only work if the play is consensual. The person tied could get the wrists out of this tie anytime she wanted. Lina looked at me and I nodded. She got fully dressed before I unlocked the door.
- Time for my coffee break. I suppose you will go with me.
- Of course, I will go with you. Can we talk about the orgy?
- Sure. What do you want to know?
- First, who is that lady friend of yours?
- Perhaps I mentioned her name is Jill. She is from New Zealand and works for a big international travel agency, where she designs travel arrangements for Australia, New Zealand, and various island nations. She helped arrange our vacations to the Cook Islands. By the way, how about our vacation in Prague, you, Zahra and me? Would you be interested in something like that?
- Yes. Prague is great fun and also not far from Krakow. Nobody knows me in Prague, so I could walk around relaxed. Czechs are much more sexually liberated than Poland society will ever be. Nobody over there would be surprised by our threesome.
We sat at our usual table in the corner. Before I could say a word, the ever-smiling Aparna was at our table.
- Welcome, professor. Do you want a cappuccino?
- Yes.
- How about you miss?
- Also a cappuccino.
- Thanks for your order. I will prepare those cappuccinos immediately.
Lina laughed.
- I wonder how many girls here would subscribe to your sexual education class.
- Do you think Aparna is one of them?
- Of course, mister Omerbegović, she just called you a professor.
- Students usually pay no attention to the university staff hierarchy. Let's discuss practical matters.
- About the possible orgy?
- I think that it's an almost certain orgy, which is much more than possible. I cannot imagine Jill would veto your presence. She never tries to cross me, because we can have our threesome any weekend we want. She is in no position to give me orders, whom I can or cannot invite to my orgy.
- So what kind of woman is this Jill?
- Honest and intelligent. Politically she is a liberal, left centre, who fits well with the mainstream of the Labour Party. She works for a big international company, but this is just because we all must make money to survive. She is not a British national, so she doesn't go to elections.
- Tall or small?
- Tallish; 176 centimeters. More than most women. Three centimeters higher than you, thirteen centimeters higher than Zahra. Athletic body from swimming and fitness. Natural blond with a ponytail. Zero fat, almost too skinny for my taste. Boobs are feminine but their size is probably below the average. She likes my ideas about sex and is open to experimentation. She has no problems playing with Zahra, so she might be called bisexual, not that I care about the labels. She is too busy in her life, to be involved in protest movements. Moreover, she is under the influence of a centrist PR bullshit, so she thinks that wars can be classified as just and unjust. She probably still thinks that at some point war in Afghanistan was just. I don't start political debates in her presence. Politics is politics, while sex is sex.
- Deep Zen shit, Master Omerbegović. Your Margareta is thrilled by your infinite wisdom.
- Margareta obviously likes spanking, so she is trying to make the Master angry.
- Okay, no more jokes. I'm listening. I'm your good girl.
- We need to plan several things. We need a small vibrator. Preferably even two of them. We have two dildos, enough rope, and a flogger. I have one real blindfold, so perhaps we need some. We have two cameras, a very good one which is mine, and a mid-range one, which belongs to Zahra. We have four sets of lingerie, black, white, blue, and red. Lingerie consists of chemise, panties, and stockings.
- I have a small vibrator. I used it sometimes for masturbation. Now you take such good care of me, so I'm not horny at all, when I leave you. I haven't used it for at least a week. I will bring it with me.
- Tomorrow morning I expect delivery of three vintage mirrors that I will use for studio photography. I hope Jill has one as well. Otherwise, I will order one tomorrow. So we must only think about what to eat, who is going to prepare it, and who is going to do the shopping. We must have enough food for three breakfasts, four people in attendance. We will be together at Friday's dinner in a Chinese restaurant. We need to think about two lunches and two dinners.
- We can order from somewhere. There are plenty of restaurants to choose from.
- Cooking during the orgy can be a fun activity. We could cook pasta together. One with Bolognese sauce, the other one with tuna and garlic. Something not too large for the evening meal.
- I fully endorse your idea about pasta. I love the idea of 4 nude friends dancing around the kitchen and cooking pasta. We could order something we rarely eat. Indian restaurants are my favorite, despite the fact that they are too expensive for foreign students.
- Let's recapitulate what to propose in my email. The orgy starts on Friday at 19:00 with a dinner in a Chinese restaurant. On Saturday morning we prepare an English breakfast, from the groceries we will buy. On Saturday afternoon we order masala lunch from an Indian restaurant. Saturday's dinner will be a pasta Bolognese, which we will cook ourselves. On Sunday morning we will prepare a continental breakfast. On Sunday afternoon we will order biryani dishes from an Indian restaurant. On Sunday evening we will cook pasta with tuna sauce. The orgy ends with a joint English breakfast on Monday morning when we all go to work or college.
- Will you send an email to Zahra and Jill?
- Also to you. This a stage 0 of our plan, so we can start negotiations. The ideal preparation would be if we could all go shopping on Thursday afternoon. Are you free?
- Yes, I will make myself free. I like being a volunteer for pro-piece organisations, but not so much that I would sacrifice all of my private life.
- I will have to go now. I will pay and return to my office. Where are you going?
- I would like to be with you and watch you work. I have a Žižek book that I read. It's called Sex and the Failed Absolute. I started to read it on Sunday evening.
- Okay. Came with me.
We left the cafeteria and went back to my office. I sat in front of my computer.
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> Please include all three emails in all replies. I have a serious proposition of an orgy at our Atelier. The orgy would start on Friday at 19:00 with a dinner in the Chinese restaurants. On Saturday morning we prepare an English breakfast, from the groceries we will buy. On Saturday afternoon we order masala lunch from an Indian restaurant. Saturday's dinner will be a pasta Bolognese, which we will cook ourselves. On Sunday morning we will prepare a continental breakfast. On Sunday afternoon we will order biryani dishes from an Indian restaurant. On Sunday evening we will cook pasta with tuna sauce. The orgy ends with a joint English breakfast on Monday morning when we all go to work or college. This is a version 1.0. It can be discussed, commented, improved, changed, expanded, etc. Feel free to contribute anything you want to.
