Elizabeth Stark was overwhelmed by how boring her life had become. Walking out to her car after class it occurred to her just how far she has fallen. Most of the exciting moments from her life seemed only like distant memories that only hammered home just how dull things had become. So many days spent in front of a class full of mediocre students with the exception of one lazy genius who did nothing but fuel her distaste for the whole group. But then she remembered with a small smile as she was climbing into her car...tonight would be different. She has made contact with a group online and was heading to a party where truly anything could happen. The knots in her stomach were not only from this intense excitement but also a twinge of fear that she guiltily enjoyed. Elizabeth was so engrossed in her thoughts she reached home in an instant, or so it seemed.
She entered her home and rushed back to her bedroom, undressing along the way. She felt her heart thudding as she laid eyes upon her costume for the night, knowing it could be ripped from her body in mere hours. She started to dress slowly and immediately ran into a dilemma. She stared at the frilly laced pair of underwear in her hands, contemplating, planning, and plotting her night out in her head. Elizabeth tossed them away with a wry smile, gleefully noting that they would only get in the way. Her bra received no such treatment and was unceremoniously tossed upon the floor. She proceeded to put on her costume, the tightest business suit she could fit into with a matching skirt that left little to the imagination. A mere two hours later she was tying her hair into a tight bun atop her head knowing that only one thing remained before she could be on her way. She pulled the invitation and the sparkling mask out of the drawer next to her bed. It didn't cover much but the mask allowed her to be sure no one would recognize her, as if anyone from her daily life would attend such a party. She chuckled at the thought but grabbed the mask all the same and headed for the door.
The party was bustling slightly in the modest looking two story home. She heard distant music as she climbed out her car, her mask securely in place. After giving her invitation to the man at the door she entered beyond a dark thin alluring curtain. Many sights of pure sex filled her eyes and took her breath away. Who would have guessed such debauchery could be nestled unnoticeably in an innocent suburban house. Every corner of the room held a deeper sexual need being fulfilled. Hallways leading off in all directions held promises of further pleasure. Elizabeth gathered her wits and walked confidently toward the far hallway, deciding to take her chances and let no one see her weakness. Doors lined the hallway and even a small alcove led to a staircase. A simple sign read over the entrance "enter only if you dare". Images of a foreboding dungeon filled with chains and whips entered her mind unbidden. She shook them off and continued walking. A sign on the door at the end of the hallway said simply "heaven".
Curiosity grabbed the quiet always-together teacher Ms. Stark and pulled her quickly to the door. She was turning the handle before she realized it and a simple and empty room met her eyes. A bed in the corner...a desk off the side...nothing special. She decided to have a seat and get her bearings back before plunging herself back into the party. As she reached to close the door a hand grabbed her wrist roughly and pushed her forward to the bed. She landed in a heap and was face down in a moment being held as her clothes were torn from her lovely tight body.
A gruff intoxicating voice whispered in her ear. "having fun Ms. Stark?". Fear gripped her, he knew.
Questions overwhelmed her. How could he know? Who is he? She hadn't even used her real name on the site. No one here was supposed to know real names, that was the point. It was the only reason she had been able to talk herself into coming. He turned her over and smiled. "Don't worry about it, I won't tell anyone at the college, for now just lay back and enjoy yourself Liz".
Elizabeth shivered at the way he said her name, at the way his hands roamed so softly over her body, touching every inch. She started to fight against him but was quickly losing the battle as he pinned her wrists above her head and managed to hold them down with only one of his own. His deft fingers began to play across her inner thighs, teasing so close. His fingers moved closer. She found herself squirming trying to get him to touch her.
"Just a little more" she cried inside.
He pulled his fingers away and she literally groaned in frustration. She gasped as his fingers lightly pinched her left nipple and pulled at it until she began to whimper. He released her nipple and smiled.
"Not fighting anymore Liz? You need it now don't you?" It was at this point she realized he wasn't holding her wrists anymore, but she still could not move them. Reality set in as she felt the nylon rope biting into her. A warm wetness enveloped her right nipple and teeth began to graze it. She moaned and arched her back.
Her nipple was sucked, bitten, and finally licked by this anonymous man who somehow knew her, and she loved every moment of it. The mouth left her only to bring soft breath and a whisper right next to her ear as she trembled all over.
"I said you need it now don't you? Answer me Liz or so help me I will leave you here right now and lock this door, it'll be hours before the party is over and you are found. You know when to give up Liz, I can tell. Tell me you need it, NOW! This pleasure is yours if you'll only give in. It's so easy Liz. You like when I say your name don't you? You squirm a little more every time I do Liz. Now tell me you need it Liz or you will never get it and it will haunt your dreams for the rest of your life."
"I....I....I want it"
"So close but no Liz" he slapped her thigh lightly so close to her center that she could scream " Now tell me you need it."
"I NEED IT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs
Just as the words left her lips she felt a tongue on her inner thigh slipping up to rub against her lips lightly. She started moaning and shaking all over trying to get him inside. His tongue slipped in at once driving her to a new level as she nearly cried out from the relief. That tongue was driving her insane sliding in and out so quickly. Her eyes fluttered shut as her moans grew louder. "God, Yes please don't stop!". She felt it building inside now, closer and closer to that release. Time was lost, there was nothing in the world but his tongue. Hips thrusting she screamed out. And at that exact moment his tongue pulled away. The orgasm she was on the verge of disappeared. "NO"
