She could see the ropes cutting into his wrists and smiled. The more he struggled the worse it would get. He was a glorious specimen. A trusting friend, someone that always just sort of dismissed her as part of the back ground; they hung out but not the type to give a second glance to. When he had a hot date she was the one that got to hear about it, just one of the guys. But he would not be making that mistake again. She had just started experimenting with the dominate aspect of herself and found that not only did it fit, she liked it.
All it took was a nice little talk over drinks, so pliant so accepting. She had made the statement that she wanted to hear about his latest conquest, and he was hooked. They met at one of the local bars they liked to hit. It was never overly busy but never dead either. So when she went up to get the drinks and then casually slipped a little white pill into his, no one paid her any mind. After a few drinks, only one for her, liquid courage you know, he was already giddy and stumbling as they made their way out of the bar. They had already arranged to leave his car at her place and she would drive. He did not argue much when she assured him it was her turn for designated driver. On the way home he drifted in and out of consciousness in the seat next to her. They had made it back to her place and when she offered the spare room to crash for the night he was so groggy he gladly accepted. She helped him up the stairs and let him fall onto the spare bed.
Now she knew she had some time so she left him there to sleep while she went and got her things together. Most that she needed she had put in the bedside nightstand so she would not have to go looking for it, the ropes they were under the bed. She quickly got changed and gathered up her toys. Walking down the hall she could hear his deep breathing. He was good and asleep. She stood in the door looking at him and had a moment's doubt, what if this ruined their friendship, what if he hated her for using him. She shook herself, what if what if; I am finally taking what I want.
He was not hard to move around being so out of it. She was not a small girl and had some strength to her, so she manhandled him until she had him how she wanted him. After she had gotten him secured, she had added the blindfold and gag. After all no fun ruining the surprise too quickly, suspense is a good thing. Now she was taking her time cutting the clothing off him. He may be upset about the loss of the clothes but if this worked out how she hoped she would buy him a new tee and jeans. She cut the tee shirt off pulling it out from under him and all she got was a low groan of annoyance. The jeans went next slicing quickly down the seams. There was something very erotic about the sound of a sharp knife slicing through cloth. The underwear she decided was when she wanted him to start to wake so she pulled on the elastic and let it snap back hard before placing the sharp knife against his skin.
He came to, confused, she could tell. He was fighting her and she had to be very careful that the knife she was using didn't nick the skin, at least not yet. With one quick move she slashed through both sides of his underwear and pulled then off. As soon as he felt the cold air on his naked skin he really started to thrash. But she was good and those knots were not gonna slip for anything. Now with him completely naked she crawled up to straddle his waist. He went still as he felt her hands on his chest tracing lazy circles around his nipples. His breath came faster but he had stopped struggling.
She smiled and leaned down to whisper in his ear.
"Do you feel helpless?" She whispered, he nodded his head yes.
"Good, this is freedom I am offering you, will you accept?" He paused testing the bindings once more, then slowly nodded his head yes again. She grabbed his earlobe in her teeth, sucking hard. She heard his moans now and he was still struggling but it was different, he was pushing his groin up into her. Even though he was very pissed off and confused his cock was hard as a rock.
She left his earlobe to give some attention to something a little lower on is anatomy. One quick flick of her tongue over his nipple and he gasped behind the gag. "Oh I love the way that sounds." she said and took the nipple between her teeth. Just lightly biting and licking the one over and over, then moved to the other and gave it the same attention. He was pulling on the ropes again and his wrists were red from the rope burns. But the struggles were different more urgent, she sat back letting him feel her weight on his rock hard cock. She ground down and he cried out.
She leaned back and removed the gag. "I want to hear you beg." She said in his ear. He pulled away.
