She slipped onto the barstool and waited. She knew it would take no time at all before she had a man at her side. They would see her as she sat alone at the bar and assume she was a lonely, needy female who would swoon at their feet if they paid her any attention. This routine was getting so old but it worked so well.
Right on cue a man walked up and asked if he could buy her a drink. She looked at him with just the right amount of blush to her cheeks, to make him think she was easy prey. "Why thank you, I would like that."
She had to play the game and be easy but not too easy. That took all the fun out of it if she went too quickly. She at least made them work for it a little.
"So tell me, what is a beautiful lady like you doing sitting here alone at this bar?" Oh my God can't these guys come up with a better line than that. The lines they use make her really have to concentrate not to laugh in their face. She had to think ahead and realize it is all a game. He plays his part she had to play hers.
She smiled shyly. "I have been alone for quite some time now actually. I usually am content to stay at home, but sometimes, like tonight, I grow lonely for company." She glanced up and let her eyes say just enough for him to understand exactly what she meant.
"Well pretty lady, you don't need to be alone tonight if you don't want to be." He put his hand over hers as he said this and she smiled and looked down so he would still believe he was in control of the evening.
They drank their drinks and did the appropriate small talk and then she asked him if he would like to take her home for a night cap.
He only smiled and paid the bartender. They both knew the game well enough. They agreed to take his car and he would bring her back to hers.
They arrived at her house and after she took his coat, she asked him what he would like. "I have wine and I also have beer and gin. What can I get you?"
"A glass of wine would be perfect, thank you." He went over to the CD player, "Would you mind?" She smiled. "Please go ahead." He selected a CD and hit play. She gave him his drink and knew she would have to play along through one dance before the tranquilizer would kick in.
She gave him his glass and he of course had a toast. "To a most interesting evening." She smiled and drank her wine. He finished his in two drinks and as he sat his glass down he reached for her hand. She let him pull her to him and begin to dance. Their bodies touched completely, they moved against one another as the music played softly in the background. He lifted her chin up to face him and he kissed her softly. She moaned appropriately and allowed his hands to wander over her back and down to her buttocks. He pulled her to him and held her against his hardness. He started to lift up her dress slowly when just then he stepped back and looked at her. She made sure she asked him if he was alright. He put his hand to his head and stepped back another step as the drug took affect. She grabbed him and headed him for the couch. "Here sit down and I will get you a glass of water. You must have drank your wine too fast."
She returned to find him passed out on the couch, just where she wanted him.
She took off his shoes and picked him up to take him to her bed. She smiled as she thought of how he would react when he woke. After she undressed him and laid him on his back, she made sure his hands and feet were securely tied before she broke the ammonia caplet under his nose.
He came too with a yell and tried to turn his face away from the smell. His eyes watered and he fought to get up. "What the hell are you doing? Let me up from here. Now!"
"My, my you sure woke up in a foul mood. Oh but I have such fun planned for you, I am sure I'll have your mood changed in no time. Isn't this what you wanted? To be naked with me, in your bed. You don't like being tied I take it? Oh but I will make it worth it trust me. I will make you feel things you never thought possible." With that she smiled and moved her hands over his face and down his chest.
"This is not funny, I don't like being tied. Please untie me and let's begin again. I want my hands free to touch you. Let me up." She saw the fear in his eyes but he did a good job of keeping it out of his voice. He sounded very convincing.
"All in due time, I want to enjoy you first. I want to hear you moan first." She pinched his nipples lightly between her finger and thumb. She wanted him excited, she needed him excited. She kissed his mouth and ran her tongue over his neck. He began to moan and she knew he was trying not to give in to her touch. She kissed his nipples and moved over him to straddle him as she bit down on each one and then bit harder till he cried out. "That's better, I want to hear you. I want to know that my touch excites you. What does it feel like to be totally helpless. To not be able to fight or break free? Does my touch excite you?"
"You know you are exciting me. How can it not be exciting? You're a beautiful woman and I came here to make love to you. This just isn't what I had in mind is all."