This is the first in a series. I hope you enjoy it and the rest.
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Katherine entered my house and sat herself down comfortably on the couch. I lit the fireplace and looked up at her. She was a very beautiful woman with dark sensual eyes. Her long, dark hair was pulled back in a thick ponytail and she was dressed as I'd always seen her; in a black leotard with a long skirt with black knit warm-up leggings and cloth shoes. The black color accentuated her skin and her dark eyes. I drank in her beauty.
I moved beside her and kicked off my shoes. I leaned back into the corner of the sofa and wrapped my arm around her shoulder pulling her close to me. I held her for a moment and then leaned over and kissed her cheek. I pressed my lips to hers and she responded warmly. Katherine liked being kissed and did so passionately.
I'd met her in class and we'd traded some notes and a few barbs. She was quick witted and we both enjoyed the banter. She was a bit put-off by some of my opinions and she thought that I was a chauvinist. Which I am to a degree. She was taken aback when I told her that I wasn't interested in her as a potential lover since she was too liberated. She'd never met a man who told her he wasn't interested in her. She was upset and challenged.
As I walked her to her car that night after the class, I leaned against her car door and putting my arms around her, kissed her deeply. She responded with surprising passion, her tongue pressing into my mouth and then sucking my tongue into her own mouth.
"I wondered what kind of kisser you'd be." she quipped.
"How did I do?" I returned. She pressed her mouth to mine and thrust her tongue deep into my mouth once again. I hugged her to me and caressed her back with my hands.
She pulled away and said, "I've got to go."
I laughed and released her.
I called Katherine for a date and we went out several times together. Each date was a good time with a lot of banter but also a lot of kissing and hugging but she was very resistant to any fondling or caressing of her lovely body. She also kept bringing up my attitude problem.
Now she'd invited herself over to my house and sat in front of a roaring fire on a rainy afternoon. As we kissed, I slid down and lay across the sofa with her body in front of me. We continued to kiss and I rolled over on top of her. She began to resist and I tickled her. We began to wrestle on the couch until I wedged one of her arms under my side and holding her other arm tightly, I gently stroked her breast through her sheer leotard. We struggled and teased until I eased the collar of her leotard off of her shoulder and I slid my hand into the top of her lacy bra and trapped her hard nipple between my fingers.
Katherine fought hard and squirmed out from under me, dropping onto the plush carpet. She pulled her leotard back up and scrambled to her feet. As she broke for the door I caught her wrist and spun her around to face me. As I pulled on her arm, I bent over and as she fell forward over my shoulder I lifted her body into the air in a fireman's carry.
It happened so fast, the young beauty could not react in time. I held her wrist tight as I ran my hand across the back of her thigh. She started to thrash about as I carried her into my bedroom.
Once inside, I threw her body down onto the huge bed. Katherine was stunned as she looked up at me towering over her. She'd never been treated quite this way before. Before she could react, I reached for the sash of my robe on the footboard and climbed on top of her. Panic filled her face as I took hold of her wrists and tied them together with the soft cloth of the sash. Once secured, I pulled her arms over her head and tied her wrists to the rail of the headboard.
"Just what the hell do you thing you're doing?" she demanded.
I sat back as I looked down at her. "I'm about to satisfy your curiosity." I said.
"Oh?" she asked sarcastically.
"Yes. I'm about to satisfy your curiosity about what kind of lover I am." I taunted her.
Katherine blushed deeply.
"You know all your cock-teasing these past weeks has a clinical term. It's called approach avoidance. Well, now that you've been kind enough to approach, I've taken away your ability to avoid."
I could see that Katherine was angry. More with herself I think, than with me. She'd been pegged and she didn't like being that emotionally vulnerable, especially when she was also so very physically and sexually vulnerable.
"This has gone just far enough." she weakly threatened. "Let me go now and I won't say anything to anyone about this." she said trying to be tough and to sit up. She failed at both.
"You're even wondering how long it will take for me to make you cum and how many times I can do it." I teased.
Katherine's mind was racing. I had read her very thoughts and it made her uneasy. The day was still young and she knew that I could keep her here for hours without anyone wondering about where she was. This frightened her but also filled her with excitement.
I looked down at my beautiful captive. Undressing her did not look too easy given what she was wearing. First I removed her slippers and then unzipped the side of her skirt. Taking hold of the waistband I pulled her skirt over her hips and then down her legs. Katherine thrashed about on the bed but her movements only made my task easier.
She lay before me in only her leotard and tights. I placed my hand on her thigh and could feel the warmth of her body. I smiled at her as I teased the top of her thigh. She started to kick but it was hopeless.
"I thought you were restrained enough. But if you like I can tie your legs wide open." I said.
"You wouldn't dare!" she threatened. "I'll scream rape!"
"I can gag you also if you insist." I threatened as I glared down at her. "But I think your mouth can be put to better use." I taunted her. Katherine was a bit frightened but also quite excited.
"You've lost. You don't control the situation anymore and I know that that bothers you immensely. Why don't you just lie back and enjoy the next several hours. I'm only going to do what you've been wanting me to do since we first met." I said as I continued to stroke her thigh. Katherine blushed deeply because she knew that I was right. The thought of several hours of sex also appealed to her.
"I know that you want to be dominated - even abused a little." I told her and she blushed even deeper.