"The fifth and final Dare I have set you Julie is really quite simple. No public humiliation this time, it's all going to be very private. On Saturday night you are going to leave your front door unlocked and off the latch. Then if you want to meet my dare you are going to head up to your bedroom and undress completely. In the post on Friday you will receive a package with two pairs of handcuffs and two pairs of ankle cuffs, plus a specially designed blindfold. At seven o'clock on the Saturday evening, with the door left as instructed and you naked you will affix the cuffs to each corner of your bed. You will click the ankle cuffs on first then position the blindfold so you cannot see a thing, then you will put your wrists in the hand cuffs and manoeuvre them locked. Don't worry I have the key. That is dare five, once I arrive the real fun will begin."
Julie had been lying there for fifteen minutes, it felt like hours. Her arms ached, they were too stretched. Her mind raced. Had this been a terrible mistake? Or was she about to experience the greatest sexual experience of her life? Was that a noise downstairs?
Being restrained like this and so completely in the dark as this ingenious blindfold allowed seemed to heighten Julie's senses past their normal point. Yes, she was sure it was a noise coming from downstairs. But what if it wasn't him? What if it was an intruder and they discovered her helpless like this? My god what was she doing?
But what if it was him?
She lay there tense, waiting for the next five minutes, hardly daring to breathe. Her body was stretched and taut and sensitive to every draft of air that passed over it and her pussy was wet, so wet and desperate to be touched but of course she could get anywhere near it. And always at the back of her mind was the very real fear that no-one would come, that she would be left like this and while assuredly someone would check up on her after a couple of days the prospect of being discovered like this by either her mother or sister or brother was not very appealing.
Another ten minutes passed and then surely a creak from downstairs and then definitely the noise of her front door being both closed and locked! Julie braced herself and held her breathe once more.
A further 10 minutes passed without event. No further sound or sense reached Julie as she lay there immobile. No doubt, she thought, her mystery man was checking out her house. But her mind could not help but wonder if he were already rifling though her drawers downstairs in readiness of playing her for a fool. And then she felt a finger touch her thigh.
She nearly jumped out of her skin in fright. She had not heard him enter the room at all. The touch moved swiftly to her wet pussy and explored it at length, rubbing its lips, probing roughly inside and coming away completely slick with Julie's juices. Unseen by her the finger was then thrust up to her nose so she could breathe in her thick aroma of sex. It was like being one step behind for Julie, no sooner had she come to the realisation of what she was smelling than it was taken away and she felt him get up onto the bed and his bare legs straddle her stomach. A stomach that right then was full of butterflies. What on earth was she allowing to happen?