The Blind Man Sees CH03 This story is a continuation of the Blind Man Sees Ch01 & CH02.
It picks up on the events that followed Ronnie's first visit to my house. Ronnie and I lay on the sweat soaked bed curled up tightly against one another. Her back faced me and I had my cock nesting contently between her ample ass cheeks. I had one arm crossed over her body cupping one of her large tits. I could feel her large, erect nipple pushing into the palm of my hand. We both reeked of cum and sweat. Neither of us was making any moves to get up or end this sexual bliss. I figured it might be time to try to add some more fun to this sexual romp. "Ronnie, do you think you might like to try being tied up?" I asked. My cock was already starting to swell up again in anticipation of her agreeing.
"It sounds kind of kinky. I'm not sure I want to do that just now," she replied in a low voice.
"okay," I thought. Maybe it was time to go with plan B? "Ronnie, how about you try putting the cuffs on me first?" I offered. She did not reply right away. She just lay there seeming to be taking in my offer. Her left hand snaked around behind her body and slowly started to stroke my cock. I thought I was done for at least 30 minutes, but the stroking was turning me on again. I could feel my penis getting harder. This whole bizarre situation had my body in sensory overload. I was laying in bed with someone less than half my age. She was more sexual than any other female I had run across in my entire life. Her ass and tits were large and round and firm. I could think of nothing beyond this room. Bite those nipples, slap that fine ass. Bury my face and tongue between those thick thighs. Wanting to trace my tongue over her shaved, puffy lips and that firm bud of a clit of hers. Sucking and nibbling there until she came again and came hard. I was anticipating doing all of this when she suddenly rolled over and leaped on top of me.
"Okay lover. Let's see how you enjoy being my sex slave for a bit," she laughed. She grabbed each of my hands and firmly placed it into one of the velcro hand cuffs. When she was done, my hands were over my head and spread wide. She bent forward and started to suck and bite on my nipples. Her lips and tongue moved up my body to my neck. Without any warning she suddenly bit my neck and laughed. I struggled to free my arms and she laughed even louder. Ronnie then sat up, not saying anything or doing anything. She continued to sit straddling my body for a bit longer and then she got up and left the room.
"Ronnie, where are you going?" I yelled. She said nothing and I listened to her go down the steps. "Damm. Damm. I am so fucked," I thought. I was sure I was about to get robbed and maybe even killed in my own stupid house. How fucking stupid was i? I struggled to get my hands free. I wiggled both hands and twisted them trying to release the velcro cuffs. No fucking luck. She had drawn the velcro cuffs tight. No amount of twisting was going to get my hands out of them. If my hands weren't so far apart, I could have just reached over with one hand and released the other. I started to think of how I might flip my lower body up to get my feet to push against the velcro cuffs to loosen it. I am no gymnast. It took 3 attempts to flip my legs up. I was able to get one foot to push against the cuff on my right hand. If I could just keep on rubbing that foot, I might get the velcro to release.
I did not hear Ronnie reenter the room. My first warning she was back was when her hand made a powerful smack against my upturned butt. "Fuck it!" I screamed. My body went rigid and I received a second slap. "Stop it!" I yelled. This got me 3 more slaps in rapid motion before my brain told me to put my damm legs down to protect my ass. My butt felt like it was on fire. I was wishing for a block of ice to sit on to take the sting away. It felt like one of the slaps hit my balls. They were so fucking sore. the last time they hurt this bad was when I had been kicked between the legs in a bar fight.
Ronnie started to laugh at me. "I wish I had a photograph of that stupid pose," she offered. "If I didn't know better, I might think my little sex slave was trying to get away," she chuckled.
"So what happens now?" I asked.
"Well you had a few surprises for me...Now I have one for you," she said. She reached to my cock and slowly started to stroke it up and down. I felt her lean onto the bed and then her lips made contact with my balls. Everything felt like it was on fire. I should have had a limp dick. Sex was the last thing on my mind. I was scared shitless. I might be dead in the next 5 minutes. My balls were burning. Did my cock care about any of this? Hell no. It started to go rigid again. I tried to will it to go limp. It did not listen to me. When Ronnie wrapped her full lips around the head of my dick. It was a lost cause. So I was going to be robbed and maybe killed. My cock did not care. All it knew was it was wrapped in this moist mouth with a very talented tongue doing tricks on it that I had never experienced before.
I moaned, "Ummmm." I started to buck my hips up and stroke my cock into her mouth. This lasted for about 30 seconds and she stopped. My rigid pole was pointing straight up at the ceiling. "Why are you stopping?" I moaned in frustration. "What the hell is going on here?" was all I could think.
"Well lover. I gave you a surprise when I came here with a shaved down pussy. I think it is only fair that you get shaved down a bit too!" she stated.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked.
"I am going to shave your cock totally bald. then I am going to give your bald cock a ride in my young, tight, wet pussy," she answered. "I am going to fuck you till your dick breaks off!" She giggled. Now I was in a total panic. I started to wiggle my legs and body around to try to get loose again. Ronnie squeezed my cock hard. It was painful and I stopped trying to move. I was struggling to just get air into my lungs. "Glad you see it my way," she said.
She released her squeeze on my cock. The pain went away. I felt her using scissors to cut down my curly hairs. She had one hand on my rigid cock and the other using the scissors to trim me down. She was stroking me several times and then doing a short bit of cutting. In my entire life I had never considered shaving my crotch. Never, ever considered putting anything sharp between my legs. And now I was tied up being shaved with no possibility of stopping it. Ronnie took some sort of wash cloth or towel and wiped off my cock area. She then applied shaving cream to the area. "Now don't go twisting around. I never shaved anyone else before. I am pretty sure you don't wish to get nicked by this razor," she said. I went rigid. I was totally scared. I felt the first strokes of the razor on my crotch. If I could see, this might have been damm erotic. But as a blind, tied up middle aged man... It was totally scary.
Ronnie would shave a bit and then stroke my cock a bit. Once she leaned over and licked the head of my cock. I could feel her pulling my balls and then shaving each of them carefully. Then there was several strokes of the razor on each side of my rigid cock. "You are almost done," she giggled. I felt the wash cloth rubbed into my crotch again as she cleaned me up. "now a little Baby Oil to soften the skin," she said. I felt the cold oil being rubbed onto me from my sore balls to the tip of my cock. And then there it was. Cool air flowing across my cock and balls for the first time in almost 40 years. She had really done it. Shaved me down totally.
"lift your legs up again," Ronnie ordered.
"What for?" I asked. She grabbed my dick again and squeezed hard. I couldn't get my legs up fast enough to stop the pain.
"Keep your legs up. I'm not done shaving you yet," she said.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I demanded. But I made no move to lower my legs.
