With the lights down low, I slowly undressed before him. I was ashamed of my body and was frightened to let him see it in the full light. I had no control over the situation however. If he wanted the lights bright they would be turned up. I was under his spell. Enchanted by his mesmerizing eyes I walked towards him. I heard a voice in my head, telling me to touch him. My hand reached out and touched his chest with a light dusting of hair on it. My finger ran over his hard nipple down the trail of hair to his stomach. I pulled my hand away; trying to figure out why I was naked before this stranger touching him in ways I would only touch my lover. The voice spoke again, telling me to take his dick into my mouth and caress it with my tongue till it was hard. I dropped to my knees and took his flaccid member into my mouth, moving my hands up and down along with my mouth, my tongue ring caressing the soft skin. Slowly, I could feel him begin to grow inside my mouth, growing larger with each stroke of my mouth.
My head was pulled away with the fierceness I had never felt from any lover. My eyes gazed into his and I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body. I tried to jump back from him, but I was held tight in my place. He stood, his naked body gleaming in the dim light, picked me up and carried me over to the bed where he dropped me rather roughly onto the bed. I tried to scream but the sound wouldn’t come out, however, I felt a gag being slipped into place over my mouth. I struggled to get up and get away, but I stopped without even realizing why. Soft silk scarves were tying my hands to the corners of the bed and then my feet came next so that I was presented in the spread eagle position and unable to move. My senses were heightened by the inability to see or move. I could hear every little noise around me, smell each imperceptible smell. My thoughts wondered how I got myself into this position.
I had been at my favorite bar, dancing and talking to my friends as I do ever Saturday night, when this handsome dark stranger approached me and asked me if I would honor him with the next slow dance. I accepted as I noticed his blue/black eyes gazing up and down my body. We danced to a wonderful love song and his moves were superb. I felt my body melting against his. We danced as if no one else was around us, our bodies becoming one it seemed on the dance floor. His hands were all over my body and with anyone else I would have made sure they were properly placed on my back or hips. However, his hands were moving into my pants and I didn’t have the power to stop him. It was as if I had lost all free will of my body and mind. He whispered in my ear for me to follow him out of the bar. I tried to say no, but heard myself telling him yes. I told my friends I was leaving and followed him to his awaiting car.
Nervousness overtook my body as I climbed into the passenger seat. I was scared not knowing what I may be getting myself into, yes excitement coursed through me as I thought of how erotic the whole thing truly was. As he drove, his hand found the waist of my pants once again and slipped down into them rubbing my clit through my panties. I could feel them growing wetter and wetter as he continued to rub. I felt an orgasm building up from deep inside and with a loud scream I came on my panties. He then moved his hand inside my panties and I tried to remove it. My clit was sensitive from my orgasm and didn’t think I could handle the continued contact. One look from him and I stopped my struggle. The feeling of his continued assault on my clit was more than I could handle, however, I couldn’t make him stop. I screamed as I came again and again, tears streaming down my face, begging him to stop.
