Neighbourhood Lesson

This is a FICTICIOUS story that contains elements of non-consent, abuse, humiliation, gangbangs and other darker types of kinks. If such things offend you, please do not read. This story is meant to be entertainment only.

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Special thanks to TRCIII for editing this series! His efforts have improved my work no end.

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It had been just over a week since Matt's little play with Adele. She had continued to tease, bending over in a very short skirt on one occasion—and looking back to ensure he was looking. And just two days ago she had repeated the sunbathing facing his window, again topless. He was sure she was masturbating, but he had been too busy on a call to properly look. There had also been a few winks and blown kisses; she really was trying.

It was about 09:25 in the morning and the call he was on was just wrapping up. He had covered his section about 20 minutes ago, and they were on the boring parts, checking actions and the like; he didn't have any so was not really paying attention, as his door bell went. He wasn't expecting anything and, as the call was all but done and his next one wasn't for almost two hours, he hopped off his computer and went to the front door. Adele was standing there, looking mildly panicked; she had on very tight black leggings that showed off the curves of her legs, but the tightness also made it clear that she had no panties on either. Her white blouse was also tight and revealed a lot of cleavage and midriff. While her clothes screamed 'tease', her face and her words didn't at all.

"Matt, you have got to come help me! I don't know what I have done, but there is water leaking out from under the kitchen sink and it is not stopping," she pleaded.

Matt grabbed his keys and walked straight out, following her back to her house at a light jog. It was only when his feet hit the stony road that he remembered he was still in his nightclothes of t-shirt and shorts, and had no shoes on. "Too late now," he thought as he followed her.

As they entered the house she said, "It was just gushing out."

In the kitchen there was water all over the floor, and while it was not 'gushing' now it was still dripping at a rate of knots out of the cupboard under the sink. He opened the door and as he kind of expected having now seen the kitchen, a drainage pipe had been knocked loose and the water that she had probably tipped out not 2 minutes before had flooded into the cupboard, not the drain.

"I can see the problem, and I can defo sort it for you, take 5 minutes," he said. "I think clearing up the floor will take you longer."

"What is it?" she enquired, huge amounts of the concern dropping from her face.

Matt explained, and said how he was going to fix it, and how easy it was. By the time he had done, there was no concern on her face. In fact, she looked mischievous.

As Matt planned to have a shower anyway, and was wearing shorts, he knelt down into the water, and started to undo the joints that needed to be re-seated and re-connected. When he pulled his head out of the cupboard, Adele was not across the room any more. She was sitting on the sink unit, one leg stretched across with her foot the other side of the sink, and the other leg hanging just behind the door that he was knelt beside. The result of this was he was now looked directly at her pussy, not 4 inches away from his face, albeit it was behind her leggings. She was looking down at him with a face that just screamed, "I dare you!"

'Bloody tease,' he thought. "Does Arron have some locking pliers?" he enquired.

"I think so, if I am right on what you mean. They are in the draw over there," she said pointing to a draw just along from the sink.

Matt got up and opened the draw; what he needed was in there under a load of screwdrivers and other tools. He grabbed them, and returned to the sink. Adele had moved, just a little, but her pussy was now about an inch from his face as he knelt down to get in the cupboard. He started to tighten the joins, and said, "Didn't you learn anything last week?"

"I learnt that you don't know what 'NO' means, and that you don't seem to care about the law, or my marital status," she said in a voice that just screamed tease.

"Well, at this moment, you seem to want to learn what punishment is like," Matt said. He kept his voice level and calm.

"You wouldn't dare," Adele's voice had an edge of challenge to it, as he finished tightening the joins. Nothing else would be leaking from there today.

"Anyway, you got away with last week because you took me by surprise. It will not happen again." She was almost instructing him now. It felt like what she was actually saying was, "I can tease you all I want, and there is nothing you can do about it."

Matt stood, and as he did, he grabbed hold of her. She was light and small, so it was easy; he picked her up, as she shouted, "Get off me! Put me down!"

He did put her down, on the kitchen table, bent over the edge. With his left hand on her back, he pushed her down onto the table. Although she started to really use some force to the words, "Get off of me," and was fighting with more gusto than he expected her to be capable of, his bulk was enough to overcome her easily.

With his right hand he gripped those tight leggings and pulled them down to her mid-thigh, revealing her pert, shapely arse. He actually stopped for a minute as she shrieked with fright, and started to scream, "No! Stop!"

Matt completely ignored her and drew back his hand and then landed a hard slap on her bare arse cheek. The scream that accompanied it would definitely be heard in his house; unfortunately for Adele, the only person in his house to hear it during the day was him. Her effort to get away stepped up a level.

"Now you listen, young lady," Matt said loudly and clearly above the noise she was making. "I warned you that teasing would lead to punishment."

Another slap landed, then another, as she fought and screamed. She almost got loose before the fourth slap landed, but he managed to pull her back. The fifth slap was really hard and the clapping sound vibrated around her kitchen, and the noise from Adele turned to real tears. She blubbed.

"I thought you said I would never stop you teasing," Matt said as he stroked her arse gently, stroking away the pain.

Through the sobs she said, "You won't. I will still tease you; I am a stubborn bitch." She paused to suck up the sobbing, and when she continued her voice was more controlled. "No matter what you subject me to, I will still tease; I love teasing. It makes me wet when I see you looking. And I positively shook with joy when I saw your cock react when I bent over the other day."

Matt moved his stroking slightly to brush her pussy. It was soaking again, as he said, "So, you are not going to tell that I have spanked you?"

There was a long pause before she replied and Matt started to work on her clit, so when she did there was an edge to her voice, "I didn't want what you did last week, but I can't deny it was amazing. And I didn't want what you have just done or are doing now, but it is all a response to my teasing. And I want a response; the effect I have is what makes me so wet. God, even Arron doesn't know this. I fantasise about the consequences of teasing, and I masturbate to it."

There was a long pause as he started to apply pressure the way he had last week, then after a moan she continued. "You are bringing my fantasies to life. You are in no way the man I fantasise about, but nothing is perfect." There was another pause, as she moaned. "So, I am caught in a quandary: I don't want you doing this, and I will fight and try to stop you. But I also don't want you to stop."

Matt thought about what she had said for a moment, as he pushed his fingers into her, vigorously rubbing her G spot. Then he said, "Do you have any red lines, something that would be too far to accept?"

Adele, laughed and moaned together; it was a really weird noise. But she said, still laughing, "What?! You want a safe word for when the sexual assault crosses the line?" She stopped to moan loudly this time, and the there was a shudder from her, too. "No red lines. I will accept whatever crimes you commit against me, if they are a response to my teasing." Again she paused, catching her breath, then continued with a note of uncertainty. "If you go too far, I will probably stop teasing, but I can't think of anything you could do that would cause that."

Matt took that as consent to continue, and pushed his thumb into her clit. The moan that accompanied it was carnal and loud; she was enjoying this. He stepped up the torment on her clit and G Spot, but doubted he could make her squirt again, as she fought to get away a little more.

He picked Adele up and turned her around, laying her down on her back on the table, with one hand he grabbed both her hands and forced her back onto the table, it was then a bit of a fight to get her legs back apart, but he got there. He bent and put his tongue, on her clit, flicking it about as she twisted and still tried to get away, and bizarrely moaning at the same time.

He looked up at her, and said, "You know this is going to happen one way or another. Any chance of some cooperation?"

"I'm not going to make it easy for you, but I think I might have left some things out you can use," she said, with a slight giggle to her voice.

Matt looked about the kitchen, the only thing he could see to help was a large tea towel. He grabbed it and stood Adele back up, turning her around he used it to tie her hands behind her back. The knot was clumsy but seemed to hold. She fought and twisted her hands, but she seemed unable to free herself. As he laid her back down on the table, he lifted her legs to make sitting up difficult and then circled his arms around them to hold her tight as he moved in towards her pussy.

The leggings got in the way and he pulled them off and discarded them across the kitchen as Adele said, "You know this is not that comfortable."

"Maybe you should have cooperated more, and it would be more comfortable," he replied.

"But less fun," she added.

He looked at her and said, "I will warn you now. If there is a next time, I will gag you, tie you to something, and then brutally fuck you. You can't say you weren't warned."

Adele did not reply but her body shook in what appeared to be excitement, and there was definitely a look of joy on her face. He only took that in for a moment before be buried his face in her pussy, which was very wet and responded immediately to the contact. His tongue plunging into her pussy, she gasped, and tried to wrap her legs around his head. But the positon he had her in with her legs raised made it all but impossible, although she did manage to squeeze his head with her thighs.

The squeezing made it hard to move but Matt did manage to get to her clit and sucked it up into his mouth, pushing it against his teeth and twisting it. Adele shook and rocked about, moaning as he did. She was moving very quickly to orgasm.

Matt used his hands to force her legs apart a bit to give him some respite from the pressure, and then he plunged his fingers back into her pussy. Spasms and tensing of muscles as Adele crested into an orgasm. Matt did not let up, adding huge pressure to her pubic mons as his tongue and teeth tortured her clit. Her breathing changed as she tried to cause the orgasm to fade, but he was not going to allow that. He increased the pressure, moving his fingers inside her to pressure her G spot.

Through inconsistent and pained breathing Adele, moaned, "No, you can't...I can't...take...that again." A pause as she squirmed and moaned. Then, "Please stop...I beg...you!"

Matt ignored her and doubled down the pressure as he could tell that inner orgasm that Adele clearly denied herself normally started to rise. The way this happened for Adele really fascinated him; with other women it arrived as a big overwhelming orgasm after several smaller ones, but Adele seemed to stay in an orgasmic state that then exploded out into something bigger. He wanted to witness it again.

Adele was close to hyperventilating when every muscle in her body seemed to lock up; Matt was nowhere close to moving fast enough, and she squirted all over his face, screaming in carnal delight.

Matt gently lowered her body back onto the table; he had not even realised how much he had lifted her during that bout, but only her shoulders were in contact with the table. As she lay, there lost in the orgasmic afterglow, he grabbed a tea towel to clean his face from the squirt he had not swallowed. He walked around to where her head was and bent over, kissing her on the lips with all the passion he could muster. She kissed back, not fighting anywhere near as much as before. He was not sure if that was acceptance or exhaustion. He guessed he would find out next time.

He gently lifted her and released the towel that was tying her hands. She did move them away to her sides as they were released, but made no attempt to move more.

"Your sink is all fixed," Matt said. "When you are up to it, I think you need to come over and we can discuss how much you want me to rape you."

Adele opened her eyes that had stayed closed from the moment she had cum, and looked at him. Then, after a moment she replied, "OK, I am sure you don't want Arron to know you have sexually abused me, and plan to rape me. But I don't want him to know either, if you understand."

"I do," said Matt, knowing that she did not want her husband knowing of her kink for being a forced and unwilling participant in sexual activity.

"See you later, "Matt said, as he headed for the door, a big smile on his face.