Joy walked into her apartment upset from having to walk home. She was expecting James to pick her up hours ago, but he didn't show. When she entered and saw him sitting there she got very upset.
"Oh, you are so gonna pay for standing me up! Whatever your lame excuse is, I don't want to hear it. You knew that I was going to be there waiting for you faithfully." Joy spoke with a very strong authoritative tone. She was not happy. Usually she is a very understanding person, but after waiting outside hours, the rage within her grew.
"You know better than to be disobedient James. We've been through this before. I thought you were better trained than this. How could you deliberately hurt me so? Now you must prepare yourself for your punishment." Joy continued as she paced around the apartment.
"I want you to stand up in front of me and look at me. Don't move." Joy demanded.
James silently stood up immediately knowing better than to try to say anything while she was upset. It was understood that he would only make things worse if he spoke.
You don't look the least bit sorry. You were probably out fucking some whore from the street. Now strip before me as I watch you. No dancing or anything cute. I just want you to stand before me naked." Joy ordered.
James removed all his clothing and let them fall in a pile on the floor leaving him totally exposed in front of his lover without saying a word. Joy loved his body. He was tall and lean with short dirty blonde hair combed off to the side. The muscles in his body were well defined.
"Now James, I want you to go sit over there in that wooden chair and not move." Joy commanded. She stood almost as tall as James with her arms crossed and longs legs spread slightly but firmly dressed in a tight white top and short black skirt.
James, standing at 6 feet tall, looked at Joy with his light brown eyes seeming to say he was sorry. She was not in the mood for apologies. He lowered his head and took a step towards the seat across the room by the large bed. He knew he was wrong and that he had hurt his lover greatly how could he tell her it was all a big mistake when he knew she wouldn't listen to him anyways?
"What do you think you are doing?" Joy's voiced bellowed at him loudly.
"I was just going to sit as you requested." James answered softly keeping his head facing down.
"Shut up you fucking dog. You don't deserve any luxuries. Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over there." Joy instructed clearly as she stepped closely behind him and slapped his ass. He jerked from the surprise more than the pain, which only upset Joy all the more. Using her strength, she put her boot on his side and pushed him over. He lay there not sure what he should do now looking up at her towering over his sprawled out body. He could see the hurt in her deep dark eyes and knew he was about to be punished.
"Get up you fucking waste of time, get your sorry ass over to that chair so that I can begin your punishment." Joy ordered.
James positioned himself on all fours again and began his slow crawl over to the chair. The floor was hard under his knees, but he knew better than to complain. As he was seating himself, Joy was taking a large amount of rope out from a bag that she kept by the bed. James understood that he deserved whatever Joy had planned out for him. He knew Joy well enough that in the end that this was going to be pleasing for both of them, and stayed in his role that she was designing for him.
Joy started wrapping the rope around James, tying his arms down against his body and onto his legs. James sat quietly speculating what the impending torture would be. She continued down around his legs and secured them tightly in place as he thought of previous punishments in which Joy had tied him to the bed for her own sexual gratifications. She usually would get herself off and let him suffer extensively before she would allow him to cum too. James wondered why this time she chose to tie him to a chair. Once she had finished, she grabbed a bandana and covered his eyes, knotting it in the back.
As James sat tied to the hard chair unable to see anything, he had to depend on his hearing to know what to expect. He could hear Joy walk across the floor in her high heeled boots and then a jingle sound. James questioned in his mind what that noise was, could it have been her car keys?
James listened to the sound of the handle turning, the door opening, and then Joy's footsteps out into the hall closing the door behind her.
Thoughts just whirled around. James couldn't believe that Joy just walked out the door with her car keys and left him naked and tied to a cold hard chair. What in the world could she be doing he wondered. He started conjuring the possibilities. He thought that she must have wanted him to wait a long time like he had made her earlier and that this was her revenge.
James could only sit, wait and think. His mind started dreaming of the day he had met Joy....
James and Joy have a great relationship consisting of all sorts of experimentation. They had met each other through some mutual friends at party. He was a handsome business man fresh from a long day at work, dressed in his finely pressed clothes and shined shoes. He was a very intelligent man who enjoyed helping others understand the intricacies of money management. His work required him to always be in control portraying the proper business image. His hair was short and well kept and he had a very shy smile. He was having his first drink when Joy arrived.
She was beautiful. She was tall and lean with long muscular legs. She had her dark wavy hair up with just a few strands dangling down framing her face. Her succulent breasts and hard nipples were protruding through her tight blouse. When she turned James couldn't help but notice her sweet round ass. Nasty thoughts of bending her over and taking her right there and then entered his perverted mind, but being a gentleman, he would never act on his impulses. His thoughts were always bold and wild, but in reality, he was too shy to act on any of his fantasies.
James approached her and offered her a drink. She looked at him with her dark doe like eyes and flashed him an inviting smile. "Yes, I would love something to quench my thirst." She responded in a sultry voice with a sexy wink. He handed her a beverage and smiled. He was under her spell, at a total lost for words. "Well, I see the cat has certainly taken your tongue hostage. I guess that means I will never know the hidden talents that it has to offer someone such as myself." Joy teased while slowly licking her lips.
Recovering quickly and not wanting to pass up such an open invitation, James stood up and brought himself real close to Joy. He was obviously nervous in the company of such a good-looking lady, but he wanted an opportunity bad enough to take a chance. James could feel his heart beating faster through his shirt. He was going to kiss her hard and full on the lips and let her know what he could do with his tongue. He mustered up the courage and leaned towards her and kissed her ever so gently on the cheek. The gentleman within him won. It always did. James closed his eyes and turned his head disappointed in himself for blowing his odds of more.
Joy thought that it was a sweet gesture feeling flattered by a real man with manners. She seemed to understand his vulnerability to her. Joy's hand reached over and tenderly took James' chin in her fingertips. Gently she directed his face towards hers. She pressed her full lips against his wanting mouth and kissed him deeply, presenting him with her tongue to dance with.
James couldn't believe that this was happening to him. He was not about to stop this and responded by moving his mouth and tongue with hers. He wrapped his arms around her hot body and lightly caressed her. She joined her hands together around his neck loosely, bringing him closer. James was heaven. His hands moved up into her hair and slowly back down her back.
He liked the fact that she took control. He released himself to her enjoying the full luxury of being taken by a woman. A groan escaped from her mouth as they were still joined and James instantly felt his cock twitch beneath him, and this was just the beginning of an incredible relationship.
James continued to think about how he enjoyed having his lover take over. He thought it must be odd to be a male submissive type, but also, how much he thoroughly loved letting go and gaining real freedom by listening to someone else and having her command his every move.
The more comfortable James and Joy were with each other, the further creative their role-playing became. James never knew when Joy would want something from him and secretly adored the unpredictability from her.
Today was another example of the unforeseeable inventive flow of his lover on a mission of sexual gratification. James knew that today was going to be very different than all those other times she had punished him for being late.
James started to move his head in a circular motion trying to work out the kinks that were building in his neck from his long wait. He couldn't move his hands or feet at all. He felt a chill coming over him as he sat and waited thinking that this was going to be an easy punishment to get through. Then he heard the familiar sound of keys unlocking the door. At last she had returned and would release him and begin the fun he thought.
Straining to listen, James noted that there was another set of heavier footsteps. Now he was starting to feel a little uneasy, after all he was sitting naked tied to a chair. No voices could be heard, but there was a familiar wet sound he couldn't quite make out. Then it dawned on him, it was the sound of kissing. He knew that Joy was fond of using her tongue and lips, but whom was she embracing?
As James struggled to figure out what was going on, he failed to hear Joy approach him. "Well, lover. It's time to continue your punishment. I want you to meet my friend Sean." She stated as she took off the blindfold from around his head. James quickly readjusted his eyes to see who was there. Joy took the bandana that had been around his eyes and fastened it securely around his mouth. She bent over and kissed James lightly on the forehead without saying another word, she returned to the man that she had brought home.
James didn't recognize this person at all. He was a ruggedly handsome man with short dark hair and a mustache. The rather tall stranger looked over at James and smiled, but didn't offer a greeting. Joy had obviously given him instructions what to do.
