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Lainie's Birthday Surprise

Lainie’s Birthday Surprise

~Written by HarleyGirl~ aka Sweet Harley
copyright-2006


Driving home from work Tuesday evening, Brian finally got it. He finally had the perfect present for Lainie's 30th birthday.

"I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner, but it’s perfect," he said aloud to himself as he navigated rush hour traffic. "If I set it up just right, she'll have no clue until it’s too late." He dialed a number on his cell phone and spent the rest of the drive making arrangements through his secretary, Michelle.

Pleased with himself, he hummed along with the sounds of Brown Eyed Woman emitting from the car radio. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel as he pulled the car into the garage.

Lainie was busily chopping and dicing her way through dinner preparations when Brian strolled through the door, still humming the Grateful Dead tune under his breath. "Hey there, how was your day?" she asked, tossing him a gr*pe tomato.

"My day was the usual, meeting clients and convincing them they need us." Brian caught the tomato, popped it in his mouth and laid his duffel bag on the floor beside the desk. "How about you?"

As Lainie told him about her day, he came around the corner of the butcher-block island she was working at and wrapped his arms around her middle. The planning of her birthday surprise had made him more than a little horny, and his swelling dick pressed gently into her backside.

"Are you happy to see me, or did you sneak a cucumber off the table?" Lainie giggled as she seductively wiggled her cute little butt against him.

"Always happy to see you." Brian nuzzled that back of her neck and pressed harder with his growing erection. "How long 'til dinner- do I have time for a shower?"

"If you hurry, you do. But if you can wait until after dinner, I'll join you." She said as she cut up the last of the ingredients for the salad and tossed them in the wooden bowl. "Why don't you just go change your clothes for now?"

"That", he replied, "Is the best offer I've had all day." He smacked her playfully on the ass and jogged up the stairs to change. "Be right back."

When Brian returned, Lainie had dinner on the table and two wine glasses full of their favorite Bordeaux. "Smells wonderful sweetheart, I'm starving."

As they ate the vegetable lasagna and drank their wine, the stress and chaos of the day melted away for both of them. The conversation came around to their plans for coming weekend and Brian was careful not to reveal too much.

"I have it all taken care of, don't you worry. Your birthday is my responsibility; you just never mind the details." He scolded her kiddingly as she dug for information. "All you have to do is make sure you have a relaxing day at that spa Sarah and Michelle are taking you to, and be sure to be dressed to kill when I pick you up. That's it, no more information."

Lainie resigned herself to the fact that she wasn't going to get any more out of Brian, and to be honest, she liked that anticipation and surprise. But she pouted a little, just for effect. "That's it? I can't do ANYTHING to make you tell me more?"

"All that pouting is going to get you is bitten on the lip." Brian smiled.

He wasn't always immune to her cute, sexy, pouty lips. In fact she got her way more often than not, but he was determined this time. This was too good to spoil by letting the proverbial cat out of the bag. Changing the subject he said, "Lets do the dishes later, you promised me a shower."

He pushed his chair back and extended his hand to Lainie. She clasped her hand in his and he guided her around the corner of the table so she was standing in front of him. Brian twirled her tan slender body around and she ducked under his arm and came about-facing him again.

Wrapping her strong arms around his neck, she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. Brian, bending slightly to meet her tender supple lips, inhaled deeply. Her scent was intoxicating. He parted her lips with his searching tongue and Lainie met him with her own. Their tongues danced and probed as he gently picked Lainie up and carried her upstairs to the large master bath.

Setting her on her feet gently, Brian continued the kiss, cupping her face in the palms of his hands. Lainie snaked her hands under his shirt and massaged the tense muscles in his lower back, kneading them with expert fingers. She loved the way his muscles felt under her touch- in her command to manipulate and contort, but ever at the ready to take her, should she need taking.

Brian broke their kiss and reached inside the glass doors of the shower to set the water temperature. As the steam began to rise up and out over their heads filling the room with a light mist, Lainie let the straps of her slip dress fall off her shoulders and to the floor. She was not wearing a bra, she seldom did around the house, and only a thin pair of black lace panties covered her closely shaven mound.

Brian's eyes traveled over the beautiful, rounded curves of her breasts, down the soft swell of her hips to the firm, taunt muscles of her lovely legs and back up, to the gentle curve of her neck and they got caught in the deep ocean blue of her eyes. "My god, you still take my breath away."

Flirting a little, Lainie batted her long black eyelashes and winked wickedly at him as she ducked under his arm and walked into the shower. "That is the best line I've heard all day." She giggled, teasingly mocking him for his earlier comment. Suddenly her lace panties landed at his feet. "Please join me, its lonely in here."

Needing no further prompting, Brian quickly removed his T-shirt and shorts and joined Lainie in the steamy, hot shower.


Chapter 2

When Brian and Lainie designed their house, the master bath received much of Lainie's attention. She had always pictured a huge room in which to relax in and pamper herself. Candles lighted the whole room whenever she was home, and the flames bounced seductively off the mirrors and chrome fixtures. The shower was a work of art. It was quite large and the glass walls encased six showerheads set at different levels around the enclosure. Brian and Lainie often indulged themselves by using the shower as a steam bath, spending hours lounging on the built in benches.

Tonight, the combination of the candlelight, steam, and the music wafting from the radio was overwhelming. Brian wrapped his arms around Lainie from behind, cupping her firm breasts in his hands, rolling her erect nipples between his fingers. Lainie let herself fall back into Brian's strong arms, completely surrendering. The hot water from the shower jets hit the two of them from many angles as they moved together as one in their dance.

Brian slipped one hand down Lainie's belly and over the soft mound of her sex. He could feel the slick wetness of her juices flowing from her as his fingers caressed the soft folds of her pussy. Lainie moaned and pressed herself backwards into his hardening manhood when he found the erect little nub of her clit and rolled it under his fingers.

Brian continued to manipulate her, one hand teasing and torturing her stiff aching nipple, and the other concentrating on her swollen clit. Faster and harder his fingers moved, the cries of pleasure coming from deep in Lainie's throat.

Lainie could feel Brian's huge erection pressed firmly against her ass cheeks and she gyrated into him, working his cock between them. As he brought her closer to the edge, she moved faster and tightened her grip on his throbbing muscle.

Suddenly Brian released her and with one swift motion bent her at the waist, forcing her to catch herself on the bench with her hands. He grabbed his engorged cock and rubbed it roughly along her slippery slit, pushing into her. Brian buried himself deep inside of her with one quick thrust as he grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto him. Lainie gasped at the jarring intrusion and moaned with pleasure.

In the position Lainie was in, one of the shower jets was hitting her square in the face, making it difficult to catch her breath. She raised herself up slightly so that the needle sharp jets of water was pointed at her chest instead. The feeling of Brian pounding into her from behind as the sharp pricks of hot water abusing her tender breasts and sensitive nipples was exquisite.

Bracing herself, she threw her head back in complete abandonment and screamed, "Fuck me... take me...Oh God... fuck me harder!"

Brian felt the pressure mounting in the pit of his stomach, his balls tightening as he slammed his cock into Lainie faster and harder. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as his seed erupted in her wet pussy, sending streams of hot cum deep in her tunnel. Brian could feel the walls of her cunt gripping his pulsating cock, milking the length of his shaft. His groans bounced off the glass walls of the shower as he continued to pound into Lainie's tight snatch.

Lainie bucked her hips into him as her fingers found her swollen, aching clit and ground it into her pelvic bone. The fire building inside her was white hot, demanding release. When she felt Brian's pulsing cock explode inside her it sent her into an animalistic frenzy. From deep in her throat came a low growl as her whole body tensed and her muscles spasmed uncontrollably. Brian could feel the hot wet juices surround his cock as she came, her pussy gripping his cock even harder.

He held on to Lainie as she regained control of her senses, keeping his softening cock inside her as the aftershocks of her orgasm sent electric tingles up his shaft.

He pulled her back to lean on him, moving her away from the sharp stream of hot water, hugging her close as her jagged breathing slowly calmed to normal. "I love you, Lainie", he whispered in her ear.

She smiled, completed sated. "I love you more."



Chapter 3

As Lainie and Brian dried off after their shower, she watched him with loving eyes, and her mind drifted. He had been her sweetheart in high school, and he still was the love of her life, but there had been a space of nine years that they hadn't spoken, or seen each other. Both had married other people and were living relatively happy, if not fulfilling, lives. Three years ago, that all changed.

On Lainie's computer one day was an e-mail from Brian. She hadn't thought of him in forever, but seeing his name in print, the subject a simple 'Hi, how are you?' made her heartbeat increase to double-time and her hands shake over the keyboard. She inhaled deeply and opened her mail.

It was an innocent enough correspondence. 'This web site popped up telling me I could check out the people from my high school, so I did, I saw your name and here I am. How are you doing these days?'

Pretty simple, pretty generic. It turned out to be pretty damned interesting and exciting in the end.

Lainie thought back to the months of e-mail correspondence, then to the night they agreed to meet at a tavern that was equidistant between them. That night changed their lives. Chatting on the computer had gotten them both thinking that maybe the old sparks were still there. Seeing each other in person only served to confirm it. The electricity was strong, and the sexual tension palpable. By the end of the evening, they were both certain that they belonged together.

The ensuing year was hell on both of them. They carried on a secret affair for five months, meeting when they could, e-mailing and long conversations on the phone when they couldn't. Finally, unable to take the lying and deception any longer, they told their respective spouses about the affair. Brian's wife took the news a little better than Lainie's husband, but neither took it well. In the end, they were both divorced and starting over- together.

"Lainie? Hello? What are you thinking about, you're a million miles away?" Brian touched her arm gently, caressing her dewy soft skin.

Shaking her head Lainie looked up at Brian, and a brilliant smile spread across her full sexy lips, "Only three years away, my love, only three years." She wrapped her arms around his waist and tilted her head up, asking to be kissed. Brian obliged happily and lowered his head to devour her waiting mouth. "Mmmm", she purred as they broke away, “I will never get tired of kissing you."

"I would certainly hope not." Brian laughed as he padded barefoot and naked into their bedroom. "Now come to bed."




Chapter 4


The following three days went by quickly, and Saturday morning Brian awoke to the sounds of Lainie singing slightly off key from the bathroom. Laughing at her lack of singing ability, he nudged open the door between the rooms and watched her apply mascara to her beautifully long lashes. Leaning against the door jam, he started to sing along with her.

Startled, Lainie jumped and then laughed, embarrassed. "You shouldn't sneak up on people."

"And you shouldn't sing when people can hear you." Brian laughed. Her inability to carry a tune was an old joke between them. "Are you ready to be pampered all day today? That new spa sounds like it has everything you could ask for."

"Yes, I'm ready. Michelle is picking Sarah up at ten, and then coming to get me. What time should I be ready and 'dressed to kill', anyway?" Lainie still had no idea what Brian's plans were for her birthday, and she was very curious.

"I'll pick you up at six o'clock in the lobby. Be sure to wear whatever makes you feel special and sexy. Its your day." With that Brian ducked back into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He knew if he stayed, she would try to get more information out of him, and he didn't want to be tempted.

Lainie thought about what he had said. Wear what makes her feel sexy. She could do that, she thought to herself. As she finished applying her mascara she heard the faint click of the bedroom door closing. Brian had gone down stairs to make coffee and grab the daily paper. She slipped out of her robe and padded into the bedroom. She knew just what she was going to wear tonight, and she set about getting it together and packing it in her carryall. Looking at her watch she hurriedly finished getting dressed and ran down stairs.

Brian handed her a cup of coffee as she placed her bag by the door. As they drank their coffee, Brian pretended to read the morning paper. He was actually thinking about Lainie's birthday surprise and how much she would enjoy it. Luckily for him, it was a gift they both would enjoy.

Just thinking about the details gave him a massive hard on that he had to cover with the Sports section. He silently wished Michelle would hurry up and get here, he had a lot of work to do before this evening.

A horn blasting in the calm morning silence granted Brian his wish. Lainie jumped up and rinsed out her coffee cup. Kissing Brian on the cheek, she coyly whispered in his ear, "I will see you tonight, my prince. I will be waiting and ready for you, feeling sexy, and very curious!!" She blew softly in his ear and left before he could reply.

Laughing as she closed the door behind her, Brian removed the Sports section from his lap and rubbed the tent in his shorts thoughtfully. He briefly thought about taking care of the bulge in his hand, but decided that he needed to get a jump on the final preparations instead. "Save this for tonight", he thought as he stood and stretched his long muscular body and began to plan his day.

Brian had a few places to go before he picked Lainie up at the spa, and one of them was the adult gift shop. He wanted everything to be perfect, tonight would be a first for Lainie. He knew it was one of her wildest fantasies, and he also knew that it was one she never would expect to come true.

As he browsed the isles of the store for the few items he needed, he mentally patted himself on the back for thinking of it. After all, they hadn't even discussed this subject since their illicit rendezvous on the computer, so long ago. "She will be surprised", he thought to himself as he spotted what he was searching for. "Perfect… velvet." He picked up the item and went in search of something in silk.





Chapter 5

Lainie, her best girlfriend Sarah, and Michelle, her other closest friend and also Brian's secretary, arrived at the spa right on time. As they were ushered into the lobby by a very handsome doorman they giggled like schoolgirls.

"This place is wonderful", Sarah exclaimed as she looked around. The girls checked in at the desk and were escorted to their changing room by another attractive, muscular attendant. Soon Lainie lost herself in the mud baths and seaweed wraps, the deep relaxing massage, and the hot, steaming sauna. All too soon it was five o'clock and time to get ready for Brian and their date.

"God, I feel so good." Michelle sighed as they shrugged off their robes and began to get dressed. All three girls had known each other since high school and weren't at all shy about being naked in front of one another. "All my muscles feel like Jell-O!" She laughed, pulling on a fresh pair of panties.

Sarah glanced over at Lainie as she was unpacking her carryall. "Wow, aren't we dressing to impress tonight?" as she spotted a black lace thong and a sexy matching bra emerging from the bag. Sarah knew a little about Lainie's surprise, but not much.

"Brian is taking me somewhere for my birthday, I don't know where but he told me to dress provocatively. So, I am." Lainie smiled coyly. "I love the suspense, but I wish I had some idea what he had planned." She slipped on the bra and panties and unzipped the garment bag that held her dress. Pulling it out she asked, "Do you think this will turn his head?"

"Not that you need assistance doing that, but yes, I'd say that would do the trick." Michelle smiled at her friend and winked. She knew some of what was in store for Lainie tonight, she had helped Brian set it all up.

There were interesting perks to being both Lainie's best friend and also Brian's secretary. Michelle grew up with both of them, and knew every detail of their lives. Michelle loved both of them dearly, and was their greatest supporter during the rough first year of their reunion. She enjoyed helping Brian set up Lainie's surprise- Michelle knew the secret desires Lainie harbored, although she was sure Lainie had forgotten that Brian also knew.

Soon, Sarah was helping Lainie fasten the diamond necklace that Brian had gotten her for her last birthday, and Michelle was packing up the last of their bags.

"You look wonderful Lainie, Brian won't be able to get out of the car to open the door for you, he'll have such a hard on!!" Sarah laughed as the girls walked into the lobby. "Speak of the devil! There's tall, dark, and handsome pulling up right now!"

"Well girls, I'll see you all tomorrow. Thank you for a spectacular day, I loved it!!" With that Lainie swept through the door and into the arms of her lover.

"They are so right for each other, isn't it amazing that they found one another again? I mean, what are the odds of it all working out this perfect- a million to one?" Sarah sighed as they loaded Michelle's car. "I need to find a love like that."

"I'd just settle for getting laid like that once in a while." Michelle giggled and hopped into the front seat. "C'mon, lets get going. Maybe we can find a hitchhiker on the way home and seduce him!!" The two friends laughed and drove away.





Chapter 6


As Brian drove them into the city, Lainie tried to get a little more information out of Brian. "Please, at least tell me where we are going." She pouted, puffing out her bottom lip and batting her lashes at him.

"We are going to spend the evening relaxing and being waited on. That is all I'm going to tell you, so stop begging." Brian laughed at her attempts to cajole him. "I have the whole evening planned." As he said this, they pulled up in front of a hotel.

"Are we here?" Lainie asked. She had been dying to go to the restaurant that had opened recently in the hotel, but she'd heard that the waiting list was booked for months in advance. "How long have you been planning this, anyway?"

" I cashed in on a couple of favors, and here we are." He handed the keys to the valet and escorted Lainie inside. “Ready to be wined and dined, my dear?”

As they ate, Lainie’s thoughts turned to the evening ahead in anticipation. ‘ I wonder what he has in store for the rest of the evening? Something romantic and wonderful, I’m sure.’

Brian on the other hand, could barely finish his meal he was so excited about his plans for later that night. ‘She has no idea what’s to come’, he thought as a rakish grin spread across he face. ‘No idea at all.’

"Dinner was wonderful," Lainie exclaimed as they finished their coffee. "Thank you so much. I love it when you spoil me."

"The night’s not over yet. We also have a room here. I am going to spend the entire evening feeding you strawberries and champagne, and making love to you over and over again." Brian told her, watching her eyes light up like a child. "I'm not done spoiling you yet."

"Mmmm, that sounds wonderful. Can we start now?" Lainie giggled.

"We can do just that. Let me settle up here, and you go up to our room. Here is the key, I’ll meet you there in just a minute. I want to make sure that they bring the right champagne and fresh strawberries." Brian handed Lainie the key card as he walked her to the elevator. "Room 407." He kissed her as the doors opened and she stepped in to the elevator. "I'll be right up."


Chapter 7

Lainie rode the elevator to the fourth floor and found the room. She was daydreaming about the night ahead, and smiling at Brian's thoughtfulness. She didn't hear the footsteps behind her until it was too late. As she placed the key card in the slot, a gloved hand reached across her face, stifling the scream on her lips. Strong arms lifted her and carried her into the pitch-black room, shutting the door behind them.

Lainie couldn't think straight. All she could do was flail her arms wildly, striking out, trying to connect with something. The person holding her threw her down on the bed and she tried to squirm across it to the other side, but he caught hold of her foot and dragged her back to the center of the bed. She could hear her captor panting for breath, a little exhausted from the fight she had tried to put up. Realizing her mouth was no longer covered, Lainie screamed.

"Shut up, or I will give you something to really scream about." This unseen man growled as he bound the foot he was holding to the post of the bed with a strip of cloth. Lainie screamed again, and the man placed another piece of cloth in her mouth, tying it behind her head, muffling her terrified cries. He continued to bind her limbs to the other three sides of the canopy covered four-poster bed.

Lainie's eyes were becoming accustomed to the dark and she could make out slight shadows around the room. She could make out the towering rails that held the gauzy material over her head and also held her firmly in place. She could see the large shadow of a man as he circled back around the foot of the bed and bent over her. Lainie could feel his hot, labored breath wash over her as he whispered in her ear.

"So beautiful you are. I am going to enjoy this evening very much. But I think it will have to wait just a moment. I have something I need to take care of first." The man stood and walked to the door. "Don't go any where, pretty one." He laughed as he exited the room leaving Lainie sprawled on the bed, tied and gagged, struggling in vain to loosen her restraints.

As she fought to free herself from her bindings, Lainie's mind raced. 'Brian will be here soon. He will rescue me.' she told herself. 'He was coming right up behind me. He will be here any second.'

Suddenly the door opened again and Lainie could make out a dark silhouette against the harsh light of the hallway. She couldn't see his face, and she couldn't tell by the build if it was Brian or her captor, returning to do God knows what to her. She prayed that it was Brian, but when the figure closed the door and began to walk towards her without turning on a light or saying a word, she knew her prayers weren't being answered. Lainie had never been so frightened in her life.

Thoughts were racing through her head a mile a minute. 'What is he going to do to me? Is he going to kill me, r*pe me, cut me? Oh my god, what is happening? Why is this happening? Where is Brian?' Lainie could feel her heart hammering in her chest, and heard the short gasps coming form her throat as she tried to breathe. Those frantic questions in her mind were making her dizzy with fear.

Suddenly, the man was beside her, kneeling so that he was eye level with her as she lay sprawled and helpless on the bed. He reached out one gloved hand and caressed her cheek, almost lovingly. She dared to hope for a second that this man had changed his mind about hurting her, his touch was so gentle.

He traced the curve of her neck with his leather glove, his hand barely whispering across her skin. Down her shoulder to her breast, circling her areola, the thin fabric of her dress failing to hide the deceit as Lainie's sensitive nipple betrayed her and began to grow under this man's touch. Lainie began to think maybe she would be okay, maybe he wasn't going to harm her after all.

Just then, he stood. Towering over her he seemed so huge, larger than life, almost unreal. But the terror she felt was very real. Reaching down he grabbed the delicate fabric that lay in folds across her chest and ripped it from her body. The light fabric tore easily, baring her body completely for him. Lainie lay there in her lacy, sexy bra and barely-there panties shaking uncontrollably.

Mad with fear she whipped her body from side to side pulling the restraints that bound her wrists and ankles tighter, cutting into her flesh. Her attempts at screaming came out muffled and barely audible though the gag in her mouth. Tears were streaking down her face.

The man tossed the tattered remains of her dress to the floor, and stepped around the end of the huge bed. He looked at Lainie, spread open like a beautiful sacrifice, waiting to be slain to please the gods. Removing his gloves, he ran his hands slowly up her legs, feeling her trembling beneath his touch. As he neared the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, he could feel the heat radiating from her body in waves. He massaged her thighs gently, kneading the muscles into submission.

As he caressed and manipulated her, one hand brushed, almost accidentally, the gusset of her panties. Looking up at her face he smiled, although he could not see her, because she was wet and excited despite her fear.

He continued his massage, continued to brush a thumb or finger across her sex, watching her body tense up every time. She was whimpering in fear, but at his touch he could hear a soft moan escape from her throat.

The man reached higher and began to remove the lacy black panties from Lainie's body. She fought this as best she could, but it was futile as she was bound to the bed. He lowered them below her hips and with a quick jerk tore them from her body, the material biting into the soft flesh on the back of Lainie's legs. She shrieked in pain as her torso bucked upward in protest and came back to the softness of the bed with a gentle thud.

Smiling to himself, he lowered his body onto hers. Lainie could feel his skin in contact with her own, feel his hot breath on her stomach as he kissed her belly. She tried to think clearly, but she couldn't.

'When had he removed his clothes and mask? What is he going to do to me? Why am I so turned on when I am so unbelievably scared??!!' These thoughts ran circles in her head as he rained kisses on her tender flesh and she became more and more aroused, in spite of her fear.

She silently cursed her body for betraying her. Lainie could feel herself getting wetter, her juices seeping out and soaking the delicate folds of her pussy, her sensitive nipples erect and aching to be touched. She tried in vain to stifle the gasp that escaped her lips when he parted the soft folds of her pussy and glided his finger along them to her swollen, aching clit.

The man was paying very close attention to Lainie's clit, rolling it between his fingers, the slickness of her juices enticing him to increase the pace. He brought her close to orgasm several times. Each time he would stop suddenly, feeling the reluctant tension of Lainie's muscles relax in disappointment.

He inhaled her musky sweet aroma deeply. He could feel her squirming against his hand, not wanting to succumb to the sensation but having no choice. He slid a single finger inside her cunt just then, and she gave in. He could hear the muted sigh of pained acceptance from above him, and he smiled.

Lainie could feel her captor adjust his position, and suddenly one of her legs was freed, then the other. Before she could react he began sliding something large and firm into her cunt. His free hand found her clit again and she momentarily lost all thought of resisting. Suddenly, Lainie's whole body shook as the vibrator began to hum and dance inside her. His ministrations to her clit intensified as she bucked her hips against his hand, forcing the vibrator deeper within her.

Her mind tried to control the unacceptable reaction of her disloyal body, but it was no use. She was ashamed for allowing herself to feel this pleasure. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should be fighting, but the feeling of complete helplessness was part of the excitement, she reluctantly admitted to herself.

Her final thought as she gave up trying to gain control was 'Oh my God, this can't be real', as she arched her back and screamed through the gag in her mouth while the most intense waves of ecstasy rushed through her. Jolt after jolt rippled through Lainie's body, the walls of her pussy gripping the vibrator tightly, her hips thrusting into her captor's hand as he manipulated her throbbing, aching clit. He continued to fuck her with the vibrator and finger her through her orgasm, causing cascading spasms throughout her body.

As she calmed down and her body relaxed, her fear returned. Wild-eyed she strained to see what this man was doing now. She couldn't see him and she couldn't feel him. He had moved off the bed and she couldn't tell where he was. Her body was quivering from the aftermath of her orgasm but she was also shaking from fear.

'Where was he, what did he have planned for her?' Lainie got her answer as he climbed back on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his knees and straddling her.

The man ran his hands down the length of her body, slick with the sweat of fear and pleasure. Slowly he explored her nakedness, his hands moving across her breasts, his fingers brushing her straining erect nipples. Down her stomach, tracing circles around her dimpled belly button, around her hips and under her ass where he kneaded the firm globes tenderly.

He could barely make out her features, but he knew there was fear in her eyes. He could smell her, the scent of expensive perfume mixed with the raw animal scent of fear. He wanted to take her right then, take her and make her his own.

But he resisted the urge, choosing instead to manipulate her further. The thought of overpowering fear with intense feelings of sexual pleasure was addictive. He leaned over her, inhaling one of Lainie's large nipples into his mouth. He teased it with his tongue and teeth, making Lainie moan involuntarily. His hands caressed her body, inch-by-inch he traveled, feeling her shake and quiver from both the heat of his touch and the anguish of the unknown.

Lainie was torn by what she was feeling. She could feel her body respond to this man's touch, knowing that she shouldn't enjoy it, knowing that this was wrong. But his touch, the way he worked her body- finding all her pleasure spots and manipulating them to a heated frenzy, she couldn't help becoming aroused. His mouth on her breast was hot and wet, his roaming hands were like electric jolts coursing through her.

Her body was on fire and her mind was screaming 'No, don't do this, don't hurt me...' and then... 'Don't stop...please don't stop'.

He knew she was grappling with the mixed signals between her body and mind, and this added to his excitement. He could feel his cock throbbing, aching for release. He wanted so badly to fuck her. To take her now and make her scream, make her beg for more. He released her nipple from his mouth with one final sharp, painful bite, feeling her arch her back in pain and pleasure. His hands found the hot wet folds of her pussy, splaying them wide, her juices flowing freely.

With an effort, he delayed forcing himself into her long enough to lap up her juices with his tongue, savoring her salty sweetness. A taunting encounter between his tongue and her clitoris produced a low growl of pleasure from deep in Lainie's throat. Her hips thrust up to meet his tongue, begging for more. Yes, he thought, she is ready.

His mouth left her then and he could hear a disappointed sigh. She has given in completely, he thought. No matter what her mind is screaming at her, her body and her senses are in control. The pleasure has conquered the fear, and she is mine. The man raised himself to his knees and brought the smooth, rounded center of Lainie's calves to rest on his broad shoulders. She was at his mercy, and he was going to take her, body and soul.


Chapter 8

As Lainie was chastising herself for moaning aloud and encouraging this man, he lifted her legs up draping them over his shoulders. She was so completely defenseless in this position, and she could feel her face flush with excitement, and then shame.

Her deepest, darkest fantasy; come to life. To be taken by surprise and conquered. Made to feel helpless and vulnerable. This man had not spoken a word since he returned to the room, not a word to threaten her. He had not hurt her either but she was at his mercy, all but begging to be taken.

And take her he did. He rubbed his cock against the wet slick folds of Lainie's cunt, toying with the sensitive hood of her clitoris before thrusting his hips and entering her hot tunnel. Slowly he pushed into her, deeper with every motion, his hands gripping her legs tightly. Burying his throbbing muscle deep within her he paused, listening to Lainie's labored breathing, knowing she wanted more.

He pulled away slowly, until just the head of his cock was still inside her, feeling the muscular walls of her pussy gripping him, trying to hold on to him. Suddenly he rammed himself back into her, his balls slapping sharply on her ass. Pumping harder and harder he assaulted her, using his legs as pistons he drove his cock deeper and deeper into her tight cunt.

Lainie felt like a rag doll, her whole body shook with the force of his thrusts. Her thighs ached deliciously from the tightness of his grip. The stretched muscles in her arms felt wickedly divine. Her abused and swollen nipples longed for more attention. Her pussy begged for more, gripping and milking his huge throbbing cock, her hips meeting his at every stroke, driving him further into her tunnel. She needed to cum so badly, she ached for release.

She could feel the heat in the pit of her stomach brighten, the steady rise of a scream in her throat as he fucked her. Every muscle in her body tightened and she could not breath as the explosion hit her. He continued to pound into her as she moaned with pleasure and the walls of her pussy spasmed around his cock. Lainie lost all cognitive thought as wave after wave of beautiful orgasms assaulted her.

He could not see her face, but the response of her body was enough. He could feel the tension in her building as he plunged ferociously into her oh-so-willing cunt. He knew that he had taken her completely as she let go and succumbed to an earth-shattering orgasm, her body shuddering uncontrollably.

The combination of victory mixed with the sensations of power and lust was overwhelming. He felt the pressure as his balls tightened, he bore down on her legs and ground his hips into hers as he came. A deep animalistic cry from deep within him let loose as he pumped stream after stream of hot cum deep within her womb, filling her completely. The bolts of lightning that Lainie's muscle contractions sent up his spine were excruciating.

For several moments he could not move, nor did he wish to. He remained inside her, the feeling of their cum, slick and hot, flowing over his dick and seeping out around it was satisfying to him, like evidence of a job well done. He’d had a goal, and he had achieved it.

He gently ran his hands up and down her silky smooth, beautiful legs. He lowered them carefully to the bed as his flaccid cock slid from her. Her breath was still jagged and harsh, and she sounded parched.


Chapter 9

Easing himself off the bed, he quickly got dressed, and after fumbling around a little in the dark, poured her a glass of water from the pitcher on the nightstand. Lifting her head, he slid the gag from her mouth and held the glass to her lips. Lainie drank deeply, enjoying the cool wetness as it slid down her throat.

When Lainie had finished the water, the man quickly replaced the gag in her mouth. Walking to the end of the bed, he felt around the floor, and finding it, donned the ski mask he had worn earlier. Feeling secure in his attempts at disguise, he rounded the bed and began to untie one of Lainie's wrist restraints. Seconds after he undid the final knot, he was gone, escaping into the hallway, the door shutting behind him.

Lainie, still shaking in disbelief, pulled the gag away from her mouth and reached over to untie her other wrist. She still could not see a thing, and she wondered how it could be so totally black in the room. Completely free now, she felt around until she found a switch and flicked it on.

Momentarily blinded by the sudden influx of light, Lainie blinked rapidly to adjust her vision. The room slowly came into focus. It was beautifully decorated, but there were unusually heavy curtains on the windows, pulled tightly shut. She guessed they were the reason for the absence of any light in the room.

Rubbing her raw, sore wrists, Lainie continued to scan the room. Her torn dress and undergarments lay in tatters on the floor, and there was a vase with a fresh bouquet of gardenias and wisteria arranged on the table. Brian must have had them delivered to the room earlier, knowing they were her favorite, she thought absently. Lainie felt dizzy and lightheaded, like a fog was rolling through her mind.

'Brian!', her mind screamed suddenly. 'Where is Brian!' Lainie began to shiver, although she knew it wasn't cold in the room. She slowly made her way to the bathroom where a robe was hanging and slipped into it, hugging herself to quiet the shaking. Just then she heard the door open and a familiar voice call her name.

"Lainie darling, where are you?" Brian called softly as she came around the corner and into his arms. "Come here, you're shaking." He wrapped his strong arms around her and held her trembling body close. "Shhhh... I am here now."

As Brian held Lainie tight and tried to calm her, he slid his hand into the pocket of his dinner jacket and removed something, tossing it into an inconspicuous corner.

'I'll calm her down first', he thought to himself as he eyed the black ski mask in the corner and grinned to himself.

THE END

Copyright 2006 HarleyGirl

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