Author's Note: All characters are over 18 years old.
Quick synopsis:
Evelyn Larue is a 19 year old virgin heiress who was living a double life as a cam girl. Garret Anderson is a 44 year old divorced business owner and amateur body builder who hired her as a favor to her father. Eve attempted to embezzle from the company because she enjoys the feeling of taking from men, but was caught, and has now agreed to be completely subservient to Garret so he won't ruin her life. Their first evening together, Garret changed her wardrobe, hair, etc, but there was no sex. Eve is currently in his apartment, wearing an elegant backless halter dress and an armbinder, and is bound to a chair...
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Garret reached back from her face to the back of her neck and unhooked the clasp that was holding the halter dress together. He had had the seamstress add this feature in specifically, since he'd been planning to have her wear the arm binder. Even if he'd wanted to wait longer he simply could not have stopped himself from seeing more of her incredible body.
The backless dress dropped down to her waist easily after he slid the top free from the cross-strap of the armbinder, finally exposing her gravity-defying large round breasts in full. The chain hung temptingly from her nipples, shaking slightly with each breath she took and highlighting her flat stomach and very slim waist at the same time. She was wearing a small dangling jewel from her pierced belly button, and he ran his hands gently down her sides as he drank her in.
"I have to admit, you do have an amazing body," he said, stroking her skin in gentle circles and making his way towards her breasts.
He brushed his hands over them, avoiding her nipples, before squeezing each lightly with his hands, drawing out a quiet moan from her gagged mouth. They were absolutely perfect natural breasts, full and round with an incredible softness. Her skin was flawless, completely unblemished everywhere he looked, and the milky whiteness made him even more turned on.
As much as he wanted to continue to appreciate her breasts, he also had to see the rest of her. He loosened the strap holding her armbinder to the chair, slightly, and then pushed the dress down behind her until her hips were exposed. Then, with a hand on each hip, he lifted her slightly and kept her ass off the seat while he pulled the dress down her legs to her knees.
Now, the tiny white panties he had bought her were all that was covering her pussy from his sight. He could of course see her smooth, thin, and creamy white thighs and the lovely globes of her bubble butt, and he lightly traced over these new exposed parts of her body with his fingertips, causing her to suck in a breath.
He pulled the dress the rest of the way down and lifted one of her feet at a time to pull it free. She was now naked except for the panties and the white Mary Jane style high heeled pumps he had bought for her the night before. He ran his hands appreciatively along her shapely toned calves and then back all the way up her exposed body, going slowly until he reached her breasts again. She was panting through her nose now and let out a louder moan when he began to massage her chest again, more forcefully this time.
"You are mine," he said in a low and quiet voice. "All of this is mine. Don't forget it."
She nodded, keeping her eyes closed, and looked like she was almost in a trance.
He stepped away for a moment and brought back two small pillows from the nearby couch, and she watched him in anticipation as he approached her. Her eyes were lidded with desire, although there was still some fear in them too, but he could tell that at least some of what had happened was turning her on, a lot.
He grabbed her hips again and shifted her ass forward slightly in the chair before putting a pillow behind her to keep her there. He then did it a second time, causing her to grunt in discomfort at the increased stretch to her shoulders. Her butt was now at the front edge of the chair with her pussy and legs out in front of it. She kept her knees together and sticking straight out from the chair, obviously attempting to shield her pussy behind the thong, but he had something planned for that too.
He pulled two white leather cuffs from the bag and quickly attached one to each ankle, before pulling out and assembling a spreader bar as well, making Eve's eyes go wide with trepidation. He slid the bar behind the front legs of the chair, fastening it to them with short leather straps he retrieved from the bag, before pulling one of her ankles back and cuffing it to the bar loosely with another leather straps. He repeated the process with the other leg, forcing her to keep them spread open.
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Eve let out a frustrated whining sound, realizing in that moment to her dismay that the bondage had become even more restrictive. Her feet were positioned about twice as wide as her shoulder but she was able to still bend her knees inward to keep her hips from being spread wide and completely exposing her most intimate area to him. Still, her knees were at least a foot apart from each other even with her trying to keep them closed, so she hadn't really succeeded in hiding anything from him.
Mr Anderson was now slowly stroking his fingers up the creamy white surface of her soft inner thighs, now that they were available to him, and worked his way towards the apex of her legs. She knew that she must be wet but hoped that it hadn't made a visible spot on her panties yet.
She opened her eyes and glanced down to see, and immediately froze. The thin white panties were completely soaked, and transparent, and her engorged clit was sticking out from the top of her slit like a sore thumb, literally begging to be touched. Even worse, Mr Anderson was staring directly at it. She turned an even deeper shade of red and thought she might die of embarrassment.
His hands gently glided over the wet material and her hips jerked involuntarily at the pleasure of his touch.
"Let's see what's under here," he said quietly, completely focused on what was between her legs. He grabbed the top of her panties and pried them down and away from her body, and Eve looked down again to see just how bad it was.
Thick strands of her viscous nectar were strung between her panties and the perfectly smooth pink skin of her innie pussy. She was wetter than she had ever been before, and then some. Even during her cam shows when she faked it by squirting lube inside herself in advance, she had never before been this messy. She had been too distracted before to realize that every time her body had clenched, it had pushed out another burst of her juices.
"Um, wow," he said, looking as shocked as she felt and seeming to break momentarily from the calm and cool exterior he had been showing her. But then it returned just as quickly and he smiled an impish grin.
"Looks like someone has gotten
really
turned on! I wonder what did it? Was it being tied up? Or maybe having those clamps on your nipples? Or maybe you're just incredibly attracted to me?"
Eve groaned, this time in deep embarrassment and turned an even deeper shade of red as she shook her head to try to deny it. He pulled the panties down to her knees, running his fingers next to her swollen mound and staring at her pussy with naked desire. He released one ankle momentarily and slid the tiny garment down to her feet, leaving it around the other leg, and then re-attached her free foot once more. He then shortened up each strap, one side at a time, gradually forcing her as wide open as possible.
Her hips were now splayed obscenely wide into what was essentially a full split, but with her knees bent and her high heels sitting flat on the floor out to her sides. Her feet were pointing in almost the complete opposite direction from each other, and her thighs and groin muscles strained against the difficult stretch. She was glad that she had trained her flexibility extensively for her cam show, or this position would have been completely unbearable.
Now, with her legs spread wide, her pussy was wide open as well, showing him her dripping opening and short, soft, pink lips. She knew that her hymen was also definitely on full display. He caressed and massaged his way towards her love button, exploring every millimeter of the outside of her sex before finally brushing his fingers over it. She had been holding in a moan constantly since he had begun touching her, but now she couldn't resist any longer and groaned loudly, sucking in a huge breath through her nose.
"Well you are most certainly a virgin," he said with a chuckle as his fingers briefly entered her to brush lightly against the thin wall of skin. She sucked in a breath sharply, worried that he would break it right then an there, but his fingers retreated and went to circle around her clit instead.
He began to gently rub it, and Eve realized suddenly that this man was about to make her cum, without really even trying. She held back, tensing her entire body even more than it had been in its bound position and straining against the leather that held her. Her cumming for him in this way, when she had no power at all, would just be another way that he showed that he owned her body completely, and although a part of her knew that she wouldn't be able to stop it for long, she still decided to fight.
Within another minute of his ministrations, she gave in. She was helpless to stop him, and her body seemed intent on betraying her, so what was the point of feeling so much tension? She relaxed her muscles and breathed deeply, loving the feeling of his fingers on her most sensitive tissues. He could see her surrender and smiled up at her victoriously.
Eve felt herself rapidly approaching the point of no return, and her thighs started to quake as that delicious tension built. She was almost there, just about to go over the edge, when he stopped rubbing her clit and instead carefully spread her pussy even wider open by pressing his fingers on either side of her mound. The position brought her needy clit even further forward and it twitched in protest of the pleasure that had been denied it while he calmly watched.
He kept her that way for a full minute, until she had come back from the edge, and then leaned in and began to kiss, lick, and suck around her bud instead. Eve bucked against her restraints again. It felt so good. She was still sensitive after getting so close to an orgasm and his tongue felt amazing.
