This is the first part of a story that will go off in different directions. You can chose where to follow. The start is in Fetish, I think that is an appropriate place, however, there will be two chapter 2s. You'll be able to see where you'd rather the story goes once posted.
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All characters, as stated within the story are over eighteen and are purely fictitious. I hope you enjoy!
Fyrestarter
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Lissa didn't know how she had gotten into this position, well, not in an overall picture sense, but she knew that if she didn't figure a way out soon her life would become very difficult. The ties on her wrists strained as she pulled against them once more. They didn't budge. She didn't know what was worse, the fact she was tied to the bed naked, or the burning sensation from her full bladder...
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Three hours earlier Lissa had pulled up at the apartment block. She looked down at her watch, she was a little early, but that was due to her excitement. She had been talking to Brent for weeks now. They had swapped pictures, more nude ones than not, and chatted online daily. As her position of head of department in her company she had her own office. This allowed easy, un-disrupted use of the internet and a way to take the pics she was asked to take.
It was true, Brent had tapped quickly into one of her least known traits. Lissa liked to be told what to do when it came to sex. In her office she had to be in control, order others to do her bidding and make sure it was all done on time and correctly. In the bedroom, however, she prefered to take more of a submissive role. Not to the point of licking a guys shoes, but just to be told what to do and when sparked the fire between her legs.
Brent was very good at this and often had her taking her panties off at her desk and taking a pic for him. One time making her masturbate for him, viewed via webcam while she was on a conference call to head office. That had been one of the more erotic times.
But now they had progressed to the point that Lissa was ready to meet Brent. He had never asked for a real life meeting, which made Lissa feel even more secure, but now they were doing it she had a mixture of sexual arousal and nervous fear thumping through her veins.
The elevator doors opened and Lissa walked down the corridor to Brent's apartment. The door was unlocked as he said it would be. She was under orders to go inside, find the bedroom and strip naked. Her heart beating faster with each moment, Lissa had obeyed. The glass of wine on the bedside table had been downed almost in one as she slipped off her skirt and blouse.
The large mirror on the wall showed Lissa's 5ft 4 frame nicely. Her running kept her 32 year old body in shape, her round B-Cup breasts barely moving at all when she dropped her bra. Lissa could already feel her nipples tighten in the air conditioned room as she slipped her panties down revealing her waxed-smooth pussy. Another order from Brent.
A second glass of wine from the open bottle and Lissa put the blindfold on, tying it tightly behind her head. As if he knew, Lissa heard Brent enter. His foot-steps on the hardwood floor getting closer and closer. Just knowing that she was finally in the same room as the man that had brought her to more orgasms in the last few weeks than she had had in the last two years aroused her beyond belief.
Lissa could sense him close, his breath on her skin, exciting her further. Lissa almost jumped to the ceiling when she felt a tongue circle her nipple, stopping as quick as it had started. Her knees went weak and she felt her pussy moisten.
Hands were on her body now, fingertips trailing down her arms, back up, over her shoulders and down her back. She let out a little squeal when her ass was squeezed hard. Before she knew what was happening Lissa was being pushed back onto the bed. A little wary, Brent had not yet said a word, she allowed it, the aroused, scared feelings still fighting each other. Her wrists were held above her head and tied one by one to the corners of the bed post. That was it, she was totally under Brent's control now and her body tingled at the prospect.
Lips found their way to Lissa's nipples once again and she arched her back, trying to force her firm breasts and achingly hard nipples deeper into the sucking mouth. She heard Brent chuckle as she fought to get more pleasure from him.
Kisses trailed down her flat stomach, nothing more than lips caressing her smooth skin, not stopping as they went lower and lower on her body. Already extremely turned on from the fantasy they had discussed at length finally coming true, Lissa was already very wet for Brent when his lips finally met hers.
She felt him open her up slowly with his tongue, circling her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her body, then running down, pushing slighting against her hole and further between her ass cheeks. They had never discussed anal play, but as Lissa felt Brent's tongue run over her tiny hole she couldn't deny the dirty sexy feeling it gave her.
