Gloria woke spread-eagled on a bed and covered with a bed spread. The room was dimly lit and beautifully decorated with a white ceiling, blue walls, and what looked like expensive furnishing. She saw John Tillman sitting in a chair, wearing a robe, with a flute of wine in his hand and reading a book.
When she stirred, he looked up. "I'm pleased your awake Gloria."
"Where am I? What am I doing here? What happened to Brad Litman? Why am I not at his mansion? Why am I tied to this bed?"
John took a sip of his wine. "My, aren't you full of questions. First, you in my mansion. Second, you're here because I want you here. Third, Bard is sleeping peacefully at his place. Fourth, I had you removed from his contraption, and fifth, your tied to the bed in the event you're not willing to cooperate." He smiled, "Any more questions?"
"Why do you want me here? What am I to cooperate with or to?"
"Gloria, I've wanted you since I saw you a year ago. I arranged for us to meet, and I've been asking you for a date for months. You accept a date and then leave in less than an hour claiming you're not to feeling well. I saw you speaking with Brad Liman, who is a sexual scumbag, and I suspect has something to do with your conversation with him. Am I right?"
Gloria didn't respond.
"Not going to answer my question. That's okay because I had your cab followed to Litman's mansion."
"After I found out where you went, I sent some of my men to disable Mr. Litman and to kidnap you. Even though you dumped me, I still want you. That's why you're here. Not to say how angry I am at what you did to me."
"Why are you so mad?"
"You dumped me for an S.O.B. who's known as a well appreciated cockman. Well I'm going to show you that I'm not bad in bed., but not until I finish my wine and the chapter in this book. By then I should have calmed down. Go back to sleep, I'll see to you in a while."
Gloria watched John's dip into the book and take a sip of his wine. He's going to rape me. The bastard is not man enough to actually fight for me or to win me over with his charm and his body. I've never been raped before, but if he's not rough it'll simply be a one-night stand."
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Gloria woke to warm, wet kisses on her cheek, ear, and neck. "Wh...what's going on?"
"I'm going to make love to you."
"No, you're not. You're going to rape me, because I'm not going to give you consent."
He looked at her with lust and determination and didn't stop. Slowly, he kissed and licked his way to the top of the bed spread and the top of her breasts. Using his nose and face he pushed the spread from her breasts. "You've got a great set of tatas. I can see why Brad was attracted to you, but I was captivated before he was."
Gloria strained against her bonds but couldn't stop John from kissing and licking around her breasts which were hanging back and down.
"There incredible even in this position." He lifted a breast to his mouth and ran his lips in circles all over it until he reached her nipple, which by this time was upright and rigid. "You have great teats and they appear to be ready." He stopped and took her other breast in his hand. He smiled before he dropped his head to her tit, fondled it by rubbing and squeezing it, and kissed and licked his way around it and again stopping before touching her nipple
Gloria had already gone through a long series of breast play by Brad, and now John was also trying to arouse her in a similar fashion but she resisted. She didn't want to be aroused by John because she didn't like him and wasn't pleased that she'd been kidnapped before Bran's long, hard cock had been able to enter her. She had anticipated and was ready for him to penetrate, fill her, and take her to sexual bliss. Her breast climax had prepared he for his fucking her, but she was cheated out of the bliss she expected to receive. She was angry with John for his interruption of her pleasure, for kidnapping her, and bring her to his home. She had just fallen asleep when he woke her with his kisses. Her hatred couldn't be any deeper.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm going to bring you to a climax no matter how long or how hard you resist. He used his face to move the bedspread from her boobs to her waist and finally completely uncovered her. "You're certainly the most beautiful nude I've ever seen, and I'm going to enjoy having you begging me to fuck you." He lifted her legs and kissed each toe as he stroked her lovely calves. His five-o'clock shadow gently scraped over her calves, and up her thighs. He stopped before he touched her opening, but he blew his breath over her most intimate place.
She cringed and tried to ignore the rasping of his beard over her legs and the blowing of his warm breath over her bald and waxed labia lips. Relieved, after his breathing warm moist air over her crouch stopped, and he rose back to the top of her body.
John gently kissed and licked from her face to her belly. He laid between her legs and fondled her breasts with both hands: rubbing, squeezing, and tracing circles over them but not touching her teats. "Am I as slow and gentle as Brad?"
She didn't answer, because she didn't want him to know that his actions had warmed her and lowered her resistance a little.
He used his thumbs to rub over her nubs.
Gloria jerked away as best she could, but John's body and the restraints prevented her from moving far. His touch sent small shivers through her body. She tightened herself as best she could.
His thumbs repeatedly brushed across her nipples
The sensations were more arousing than she wanted. She remained quiet.
There was a pause, before the palms of his hands swept over her teats. Back and forth, up and down, and in circles his soft, smooth hands skimmed over her hardening nubs. "I see you're reacting to me."
She didn't comment because she tried to stop her instinctive reaction to his touch.
He took her elongated nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and rolled them in one direction and then the other, slow and easy were his motions.
Gloria attempted to ignore his manipulations. but the thrills of his touch passed from her boobs pussy.
As he twirled his fingers around her teats he began to use his stomach muscles to pump against her cunt.
This added sensation added to the feelings rising in her body. She was being betrayed by her instincts. Despite her reluctance she was becoming aroused.
Continuing to pump his stomach against her snatch, he took a breast in both hands lifted it from her body, squeezed it into a cone, and flicked his tongue over the nub.
The sudden sensation of his tongue caused her to sigh, which became louder when he took her nipple into his mouth and gently sucked.
"I believe you like that." He returned to sucking and running his tongue over her sensitive teat.
Gloria was sighing loudly and squirming under the onslaught of his eager mouth.
He switched breasts and took his time molding her breast into the shape of a volcano with her nub at the top. He took it into his mouth and held it.
She waited and waited for him to do something, and she jumped when he gently bit her nipple. When she settled down he sucked like a new born as if trying to drain her dry.
He released the pressure and ran his tongue over and around her teat. "Gloria, you have gorgeous teats and I'm sorry I'm going to have to stop, but I'll be back." John held both of her nubs between his tongues and forefingers as he slid down her body with his tongue leaving a trail of wet saliva to her bellybutton and beyond.
Gloria was aroused by his playing and sucking on her nipples, and she dreaded where he was going. She resolved not to succumb to his attempts to bring her to a point where she would say yes to his advances.
John licked his way to her pussy but bypassed it and went to her thighs instead. He ran his beard along the outside and inside of both legs.
She sighed.
He smiled to himself as he licked her right thigh from the knee to her crotch stopping just short of his goal. He moved to the left and licked her left thigh to a position just short of her cunt. All the while he's continued to twirl her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Gloria was tense. She knew what was coming next, and she dreaded it because she wasn't sure she could resist having her most intimate organ stimulated.
John ran his face between her legs, and licked ovals around her split. Over and over, he lapped her twat. He stopped and blew his warm, moist breath over her moistened.
She shivered and lifted her hips.
"Now your getting into it Gloria," he said as he wiped his tongued horizontally over her lips."
