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Invited Intruder - Ver 2

This is a revision of something I posted a while back, hopefully now greatly improved. It's based on something that almost happened for real for me once but unfortunately being new to such things I was a little nervous about the idea of using a flogger, so ultimately it never came to be. Being a bit more confident now I've always regretted missing the opportunity and what might have been a really fun experience, so I wrote this out as an open fantasy of what might have happened, with a bit of humor thrown in. Hey, hopefully someday... :)

Anyway it's no doubt a disaster as far as grammar and story telling goes, but hey it's free and hopefully it may give a woman or two out there a thrill or at least a laugh and the reassurance of being able to say to themselves "I may suck as a writer, but at least I'm not THIS bad!" LOL!

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I got a call from her in perfect timing when I arrived at home, which had been typical of her as she knew when was the best time to catch me during weekdays.

We exchanged pleasantries and she asked me what I was doing that evening, being it was Friday night and I was done working for the week.

"Nothing" I said honestly, "Want to go out for dinner or something?" "No actually, I really don't feel like going out tonight" she said. Then betraying an enthusiasm she wanted to hide asked "Want to come over to my place for dinner? We can get takeout?" While I was initially caught off guard a little bit the implications were obvious and I wasn't about to miss this opportunity, I wanted her badly and she had been making me want her more and more since we first met online several months ago. Asking me over for dinner was akin to the old "do you want to come up to my place for coffee?" ploy after being brought home by your date, which was usually code for "let me get you alone so I can throw myself at you!" She was throwing down the gauntlet, and I being a sane heterosexual male was unable to do anything but pick it up.

I agreed and we set the time of 6pm, which gave me enough time to relax before showering and sprucing myself up.

I arrived at the address she had given me and she met me at the front door giving me a quick hug around the neck before leading me in to her kitchen, and there she had already laid our dinner and left a pot of coffee brewed.

We had dinner then sat and drank coffee for about another half hour. Up till then our conversation had for the most part remained innocent in nature and had centered on topics like our jobs, her house and such, places where had been for dinner and what we thought of them, etc. But towards the end as I suspected the subject would have begun to drift more and more into playful sexual suggestiveness, there were double-entendres to the point where even the late, great Mae West might have rolled her eyes and said "Oh for god's sake.. will you two JUST GET IN BED!!"

This wasn't the first time our conversations drifted into the sexual, but it was the first time it had gotten so in person.

We had been chatting online often since first meeting and after the first few relatively tame conversations our talks began to get more and more explicit in nature, then one evening during one of our playfully banters our pretenses suddenly dropped and a session of outright cybersex broke out between us. We pretended we were in bed together and wrote of what we would do to each other given the chance, a lot of which involved our mutually preferred subject of oral sex, afterwards we admitted to having both masturbated during it with both of us cumming particularly hard while fantasizing about each other.

Since then virtually every online conversation between us that took place at night ultimately ended that way, with us getting more and more explicit each time until we started pretending to engage each other's fantasies and physical desires while talking openly of how we both masturbated during it all. Outside of the pretend sexual conquests of each other we talked in more practical terms about again oral sex and how we liked to both give and receive it, different positions and which we preferred, our favorite masturbation techniques and such, and most excitingly speculating about what we'd do to each other if we were to ever get together to explore these subjects in person.

One thing that became noteworthy to me was the reoccurring theme with her desires centering on being dominated, she spoke of how being tied up and teased was such a major turn on for her and how she had allowed it to be done to her several times, which were clearly experiences she treasured. I had admitted it was something I had always wanted to experiment with too but hadn't as of then, and my admission seemed to intrigue her.

However when we finally met in person I found it humorously odd how both of us seemed reluctant to speak openly of all the online intimacy we had shared or suggest that we actually follow through with some of these fantasies, as usual the detached nature of the internet was proving how it could bring forth the boldest behavior from otherwise reserved or even prudish people.

We held normal a pleasant conversations like would be expected on any normal date, though underlying it all was sort of an unexpressed "wink and nod" between us, both knowing all the while later regardless what we failed to do in person we were going to do our bests in absence to ravage the each other online. If need be later our own hands would act in stand-in for the other's, as well as for each other's mouths and other intimate sexual parts.

She more or less smashed that possibility flat with one bold and simple question.

"So... do you want to fuck me?" she asked with a nonchalance meant to be a least a little humorous.

We had just been discussing the finer points of wine selection for a given meal and she had taken the occasion of the pause to change direction dramatically. I was just a little taken aback by her sudden bluntness, though that was not to suggest I was disappointed. Santa might as well have been handing Peter Billingsley the Red Rider BB gun.

"Is that a trick question?" I replied, after trying to keep my jaw off the floor.

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked again a little more insistent, tilting her head with a mischievous smile as if there was any doubt what my answer would be. She was enjoying my mild shock immensely.

"That's kind of like asking a Siberian tiger if it wants a T-bone steak! Of course I do damn it! Wherever, whenever and however you want! Heck on this table right here and now if you like!" It was clear my enthusiasm excited her.

"How about tonight? It's been a long, frustrating week and I really need it" she said, "I was just passed up for a promotion again and I really need some relief" As if I needed any further persuasion she casually opened a couple of buttons on her shirt and allowed it to hang open, revealing her magnificent cleavage. I wanted to dive into it, but the adult in me held me in check.

"So do I want you?" I pondered aloud, clearing my throat while trying to compose myself after the jolt of excitement she had just given me, "Well just name a time and place" She engage me with a sly, knowing feminine smile that could arouse even someone physically castrated.

"Oh it would be here and on my bed, and you get to pick the time, but... there's a catch"

This stopped me in my tracks and gave me a sinking feeling. I had been in this place before.

"I knew it" was my thought, "I knew it was too good to be true, here comes the punch line. The reason I'm NOT really going to have her today" "Catch?" I asked suspiciously. I was waiting for the hammer blow.

"You've got to sneak into my house, and attack me" "Uh... attack you?" "Well just pretend of course, make like you're a stranger, tying me up and taking me against my will" I leaned back and laughed, it certainly was NOT the punch line I was expecting, at least on the face of it which would not automatically rule out physical sex between us in the immediate future. I had long since understood she was into being dominated by a man but I didn't know she liked it to that extent, I found myself suddenly intrigued and anxious to find out more about what she had in mind. Watching a woman in ecstasy was always my greatest turn on, and I was willing to adjust to a LOT to achieve that for someone even if what it was didn't do anything for me personally.

"Pretend to sexually assault you? Well, I don't know..." "Have you ever done that before? I mean just pretending, not for real of course! This is all just play!"

"No actually. I've never actually tied anyone up either, though I've wanted to for a long time" "Think you could do it?"

"Just pretending?" "Of course" I thought about it for a moment. I was 99.9999% sure what my answer was, but thought I'd had better exercise at least SOME caution just on the general principal of it.

"Define what you think a "pretend sexual assault" is to you? Have you ever had someone do that to you before?" "No not exactly. I've let a few guys tie me up a couple of times and I loved it, but I've never been quite ready to have it taken to the next level. I think I'm ready for that now" she said, and then gave a self mocking giggle at a thought of her own "Hell, I'm sure I'm ready for it! It's been my biggest masturbation fantasy for a while now, and it's the one that made me cum the hardest! By the way you've been the star of a few of those lately, hope that doesn't bother you?" she asked with a wink.

I wasn't kidding when I told her I'd take her right then and there on the table if she wanted me to, I was practically ready to break through the fly on my jeans. But in spite of it all I tried to play it cool and make sure we understood each other completely. "Well walk me through it. What would you want me to do to you during such a thing?" I asked "Don't hold back, tell me EVERYTHING it is you want and I'll tell you what I'm comfortable with. Don't be shy, little shocks me"

She considered.

"That's up to you, all I care is you take it from me and make us both cum a lot, you can do whatever you want, though I'd love to be tied up while you do it and not be able to resist. What you do would have to be within reason of course, I don't want to be actually hurt or anything or you to do anything gross, and if I say stop and let me go you do that immediately. But that said I just... I don't know... want be taken, and taken hard! I want to feel and hear you cum too! The more you do, the more I will! It gets me hot!" I thought of what she probably meant by "taken hard". Whatever it meant to her, it seemed certain to involve the use of my penis colliding with her vagina and other parts of her body in some manner pleasurable for both of us. But the rational part of me wanted straight answers first.

"Run through a scenario for me, just so I have a pretty good idea where the parameters are. Go from start to finish about what would turn you on? I can always improvise myself once I have an idea what's acceptable or not" She drummed her fingers on the table, nails clicking, and after pondering a moment she gave her answer.

"You sneak in late tonight while I'm in bed sleeping, creep up on me in the dark with me hopefully not knowing you're there, then you just pounce on me! Wake me up while pinning me down, then cuff me to the bed... you pull off my bra and panties then ties my legs... then afterwards when I'm at your mercy..." she said, as if in idle speculation, "Oh, maybe play with me and do what you want with my pussy... suck and feel my tits... finger and feel me up... tease me with your tongue and eat me... make me give you head until you cum in my mouth or all over my face... fuck me hard until we both cum... those kinds of things!" I smiled and leaned back in the chair, crossing my arms.

"Oh the horror..." I joked, "Aside from the manner of delivery it sounds like my usual to-do list anyway! Is that?s all?" "Well I've got a velvet flogger if you want to use that on me, I love being slapped on my nipples and pussy with it, especially on the clit, that really excites me and makes me cum harder. I'd really love you to use it if you could?" "I've heard of them but never used one. Can I see it?" "Sure" she said, then got up and left the room, returning a minute later with it in her hand and an eager look in her eyes. She placed it on the table in front of me and I examined it. While I wouldn't want to be hit on the balls with it, it didn't look too threatening either. "I don't know... I'm not sure how hard I'm supposed to hit with this" "I'll show you. Can I slap the back of your hand with it?" "Sure" She took careful aim and brought it down. It struck fairly hard and stung, again it wasn't something I'd want done to my sensitive parts, but it wasn't so brutal I would feel bad doing it to someone whom really wanted it, even on places so sensitive as nipples and a clit. The force she demonstrated seemed safe from causing actual bruising or breaking the skin, it would sting but wasn't likely to leave lasting soreness. If that's what she wanted I could deliver on that too, perhaps even enjoy it if she showed me she really liked it when done to her, and she gave the impression she would, I love watching a woman in ecstasy.

"I guess I could do that, but the instant I do it wrong or too hard I'd want to know immediately. I'm ok with whatever you want as long as it turns you on and doesn't do any real damage" "Oh don't worry, I won't let you hurt me"

"And how do I know you hadn't changed your mind in the meantime? I don't want to do something as aggressive as everything we've talked about and find out afterwards you changed your mine and it's not what you wanted after all? I don't think I could live with that" "You know what a safe word is?" "Yeah, I think so. I guess that helps, having something you can say that tells me to stop immediately, I'd feel a lot better about it knowing that" "Want to pick a word?" I thought for a moment.

"How about... "Marco Polo?" If you're good with what's happening and I ask, you just say "polo" and that'll tell me you're having fun and to keep going, and if it isn't good and you want me to stop immediately, say "Marco" and I'll stop right then and there and let you go" "Yeah, that sounds good" she said after a brief moment's consideration.

With that matter settled I brought up another concern I was having.

"However this being my first time doing something like this I'd like to have at least some kind of confirmation that everything is still a go when I sneak in, I don't want to have the only way I know you want to call it off by me scaring the hell out of you. And with my luck I'll find out it was a really a friend that just came to stay unexpectedly, or somehow I picked the wrong house or something stupid like that"

She chuckled.

"That's not very likely. I live completely alone, but if by some strange quirk of fate someone does have to stay over I'll give you a call. As far as picking the right house I think you can handle that, it's not like the neighborhood is dense and my house looks distinctive enough" That was true, it was a pretty nice neighborhood actually with large yards and the houses good distances apart, I shouldn't have to worry about any screams of passion frightening the neighbors into calling the cops.

"True, but god sometimes has a very strange sense of humor"

She gave an amused nod.

"Yeah, that he does"

"How about you tie a ribbon around the bedroom door's outside knob? That way if I see that I'll know you're still expecting me and want me to go through with it"

"Um... ok, I guess that makes sense" "I'm not going to hit or hurt you, I wouldn't even if you wanted that, but I think I can handle using the flogger, play the part of a villain pretty convincingly and be insistent about what I do if that's what turns you on. Now do you plan on trying to fight me? Beg me to stop, stuff like that?" "Fight? No. Beg? Oh definitely! Oh I'll be soooo scared! Far too much to fight whatever you want me to do, or do to me!" she said with a knowing and playful smile.

"You don't plan on actually screaming though, do you? I don't think I would be comfortable with that" "Not if you threaten to hurt me if I do"she said with a wink, "But when I cum? Well I can't make any promises there. I can be... vocal sometimes, whether I intend to be or not" I laughed. I liked an expressive girl.

"Now THAT kind of screaming I can handle! Just don't forget that safe word, ok?" "I won't, trust me! So do you want to do it?" "Well let's see... get to do pretty much anything I want to a super hot chick without having to ask and watching it get her off to boot? Do you need the answer right away?" "No" "Well let me think about it for a little while... ok, I'll do it!"

We laughed.

"So what's the earliest I should get here? I'll make sure it's some random time after that" "Probably anytime after midnight is a good, but don't keep me waiting forever"

"Ok, it's a deal!" She took her key ring out of her pocket, taking one of them off and handing it do me.

"That's my spare house key, DON'T lose it! And don?t worry there's no alarm to set off here and I like I said I live completely alone, I don't even have any pets. Here, let me show you around so you know where everything is" she said getting up.

At first I was a little hesitant to stand in front of her, I was as hard as a rock and it was going to be more than obvious. But then the ridiculousness of my shyness struck me and caused me to chuckle.

"Uh, ok. I was about to be a little embarrassed standing up in front of you right now, but considering the subject matter I think you?re not going to be surprised"

"Embarrassed to stand?" she asked, looking confused. When I stood she immediately understood.

"Oh... Oh excited, aren't we sweetie?" she said looking at my bulging pants and stared at it with a broad, intrigued smile.

"Hmmmmm..." she started to say as she took a few steps towards me and for a moment made a motion with her hand as if she intended to reach out and touch it, but then paused and seemed to reconsider before returning her arm to her side.

"No, not yet. I want you super hungry tonight, I want you to go wild on me and for it to be the first time we have each other"

"Oh go ahead, please!" I started to say disappointed that she had held herself back. "No matter what you do to me right now trust me, there's no way I'm not going to completely ravage you later!" "Sorry, I really want to but no, this is the first time I've even done something like this so I want tonight to be incredible, for both of us" she said, clearly enjoying that she was capable of causing me so much sexual frustration, "Now come on, let me show you around"

I had a quick tour showing the basic layout, where the kitchen and bathroom were, and especially the bedroom. I took a close look at everything in the bedroom paying particular attention to where the bed was and how it was oriented, watching me do this seemed to excite her a little, I guess in anticipating what I was thinking and envisioning doing to her on it. She went to her dresser and pulled out the bottom drawer, then withdrew a tackle box-type container and handed it to me.

"I had the cuffs already but a lot of the other stuff I just bought, whether or not I ever used them with you I figured one way or another I'd eventually use them"

I opened it in peered inside. There was a set of padded, cloth covered handcuffs of the type meant for BDSM, and what looked like a couple of pairs of leg cuffs designed the same way, all of them had short lengths of rope attached to them with loops at the other end, which I suspected was meant for putting over the bed posts, there was also another coil of rope wrapped neatly around itself and an adjustable aluminum rod with wide fabric cuffs on each end, making me suspect it was what was known as a "spreader bar"

I took the bar in my hand and examined it.

"You know what that's for?" she asked.

"To keep someone from closing their legs, right?" I asked.

"Yep! When I saw that I knew I had to get it! That idea of that REALLY turns me on" she said with a hungry sparkle in her eyes, "That my pussy will be completely yours to do whatever you want to, I won't be able to resist you at all! All I will be able to do is lay there... and experience!"

I fixed her with what I suspected was a very hungry look.

"God I want you soooooo badly right now!" I said.

She flushed and I could tell I almost won in that moment, but she swallowed hard and somehow contained herself. She took the spreader bar and with a longing look in her eyes behind her smile she put it back in the box along with the flogger she take gotten earlier, then snapped the box closed.

"All good things come to those who wait" she teased, then took my hand and lead me to the front door.

Before leaving I turned to her and put the box temporarily on a nearby lamp table.

"Do I get a kiss at least? Seems kind of ridiculous that we haven't even done that much before I... well..." She stepped forward and without hesitation circled her arms around my neck and pulled into a passionate kiss. I reached down and felt her butt, thinking that given what I was intending to do later if she resisted even something that minor there was something clearly wrong with the situation and I had to reconsider.

She seemed to guess my thoughts, reached down between us and began to feel and stroke my cock through my pants, which was still rock hard and a bit damp from our conversation. I reached down and did the same for her, she felt hot and damp through her jeans to the point where wetness began to be felt through the fabric. We made out hungrily and we felt each other get excited through our clothes, when she broke our kiss I spoke.

"Are you still sure we need to wait for tonight?" She gave me the "bedroom eyes" again and unzipped my fly, then reached inside, stroking my cock through my damp underwear. I couldn't help but lean my pelvis towards her as she did it and practically melt. She knew how to touch a man, there was no doubting that.

"Tempting... but save it for later, you can have this and anything you want then, I mean that, ANYTHING" She withdrew her hand and carefully zipped me back up, gave me another quick kiss, handed me the box again and showed me out the door. Fortunately the neighboring houses were far enough away that I was confident anyone watching wouldn't be able to see my bulge from their distance.

"I'll be waiting" she said suggestively over my shoulder as I left.

I pulled in her driveway at around 1:20 in the morning, I had gone to bed earlier to get as much sleep as I could knowing that I wasn?t likely to get much more once I went there, but naturally I got very little.

I parked next to her car, got out and went to the front door. I unlocked and carefully opened the it trying to make as little noise as possible. It was dark and as I expected she had turned all the lights off before going to bed, I resisted the impulse to flip the light switch as I stepped inside then closed and locked the door behind me as I had tried to remember the layout she had shown me earlier.

It occurred to me the reason for such complete darkness and as I looked about at the kitchen and living room I could see she had drawn and closed all the shades in the house. "Clever girl" I thought, "It's nearly a full moon tonight, the sky was clear and seeing me coming would have been easy if they remained open" I crept into the kitchen and in the dim light of the microwave's LED display got my bearings. I had the tackle box in my hand and placed it on the counter, from it I retrieved the handcuffs and zipped them in my jacket pockets, then got the fabric cuffs for her ankles with their ropes and zipped them in the other, they were the first things I was going to need if I was going to play the predator as she wanted, making sure I got control of her immediately. With those secured I took off my sneakers and socks so I was now barefoot on the cold hardwood floor.

The anticipation was killing me, I wanted her badly, but this is the way she wanted it so I was going to do my best to fulfill that. I checked the watch one more time, 25 minutes had passed since I arrived, it was time to start stalking my prey...

"Ok, here we go" I thought. I picked up the tackle box and went to the corner of the kitchen and the hallway, looking around it in the direction of her door. I had given my eyes quite a long time to adjust and while they were certainly better it was still nearly impossible to make out more than just the broadest details of everything. I slid each foot forward before slowly transferring my weight to them in order to try to minimizing any creaking sounds the floor may make, it took me a full minute to reach her bedroom door, I intended to do this right.

It was closed and in the dim light I could see there was a piece of paper taped to the center, something that hadn?t been there when he was in the house earlier. However I couldn't quite make out what was on it, so I took out the penlight I had put in my pocket before leaving home and chanced using it, being sure to hold it as close as possible to the paper so as little light would shine elsewhere. It was a piece of paper with an image on it that had clearly been printed on with the use of a computer laser printer. It was the lower body of a woman laying on a couch, the one in the living room, and she was naked. While one hand was off screen apparently holding the camera the other positioned as though she was about to masturbate. Scrawled in pen below the picture was the statement "Yes my nervous lover boy, GO FOR IT!" followed by a smiley face sticking its tongue out and an arrow pointing at the knob.

Yes, the ribbon was there.

With as much stealth as I could muster given my excitement I slowly turned the knob and opened the door just a crack. I could hear the sound of what might have been a fan, then I risked opening the door enough to take a peak in to the room.

She had an LED clock and like the microwave its display gave me JUST enough light to make out her on the bed, she appeared to be sleeping on her side, unmoving, seemingly unaware or doing a good job pretending to be. She indeed did have a small fan running, sitting on the dresser blowing across the room at apparently its highest speed, not blowing on her which would have been too cold that evening but away and making enough noise to mask other subtle sounds, like say the creaking of a floor. Again "clever girl" I thought.

I carefully got to my knees putting the tackle box on the floor off to the side just inside the room then lay myself on my stomach. I felt like a kid playing commando, it was all I could do to keep from laughing. I left the box where it was while not wanting to risk the noise it would make being pushed across the floor, knowing I had what I needed in my pockets to initially take control of her I could go back for it afterwards.

Taking as much time as it needed I belly crawled my way around the corner, then slowly across to the side of the bed she was facing away from. When I got there I took a moment to assess the situation, she made no sound other than her breathing which I could still hear over the fan. I ever so carefully rose to my feet and looked down at her. In the dim red light from the clock I could see she lay there without a blanket, that had be pushed to the foot of the bed, she was clad in nothing but her bra and panties. I could smell her skin, she had clearly showered not long ago and smelled wonderful.

I impressed myself with my own stealth capabilities, while the fan helped I had hardly made even the slightest sound during my crawl from the hallway to her side, and perhaps she could have felt me standing there looking at her but it was plausible she didn?t know I was even in the house yet.

"Ok" I thought, "let's get ready" I felt the cuffs for her wrists zipped in my pocket to reassure myself they were there and the leg cuffs in the other then looking down at her once more went over the plan in my head. There was no mistaking it, I had the right woman, and determined now there was nothing to do but go for it. I wasn't sure but I thought I could sense the tension of excitement in her and perhaps she was now aware I was there, but either way what was expected of me now was clear.

"God help me, here I go" I thought, and crossed myself like in church, just for good measure.

I scrambled onto the bed, pushed her onto her stomach and straddled her across the small of her back.

"WHA.." she started to say, but I pressed a hand against the back of her neck, holding her head down. I gave my best impression of a movie villain as I leaned over her and spoke into her ear.

"Scream and you?re dead!" "Please don't hurt me! I'll do whatever you say!"

I sat back up again and put both hands on her back to hold her down.

"I know you will, because if you don't I'll kill you! Now HUSH!" I said as I undid the clasp on her bra.

"Put your hands above your head, NOW!" She did so, and I worked her bra up from under her and over her arms until it was freed, then I tossed it aside. I unzipped the pocket with the hand cuffs then took one and locked it around one of her wrists, looping the end of its rope over the opposite bedpost so as to allow me to turn her back over without them twisting around each other.

"PLEASE! Don't do that! I'll do what you want! You don't have to do that!" In spite of everything else including the ribbon and paper on the bedroom door, I had to ask.

"Marco?"

She got irritated that I broke from our role playing.

"Polo damn it! Do I have to tie you down instead to get you to fuck me? DO IT!"

I laughed and got back into character

"I said QUIET!" I growled.

I was not going to be in line for winning an Oscar that much was for sure, in fact I felt like Snidely Whiplash twirling his mustache as he tied the damsel in distress to the railroad tracks. Though certainly earning no Oscars herself she was a lot more convincing, but I could tell there was no real fear behind her pleading, in fact there was a subtle Br'er Rabbit-like "Oh PLEASE don't throw me in the briar patch!" quality to it. It was all I could do not to burst out laughing, but this was clearly exciting her and that was good enough for me, I was going to do the best job I could for her.

I locked her other wrist and looped the rope on the other post. I climbed off of her to my feet again at the side of the bed, grabbed both her ankles and rolled her over onto her back in the direction the ropes would allow, exposing her bare, big and beautiful breasts to me for the first time. Afterwards I pulled her away from the headboard to take away enough slack so she couldn?t easily throw the loop off the post. She was now more or less under my control, though her legs could move. Time to fix that I thought.

I roughly pulled down her panties and yanked them off. As I held them in one hand I could feel that they were warm and damp, and that was the point where I lost any doubts about whether I was doing what she wanted and doing it correctly, it was clear I was turning her on something fierce.

"No please don't! Stop! I don't want to be tied up!" I took out both leg cuffs and straddled her middle again facing the other way, as if I wanted to keep her from fighting me. I cuffed one ankle and secured it to the bed post with the loop, tightening the slack enough to keep her from working it free but not so tight as to be uncomfortable, then spread her legs as I cuffed the other and secured it as well. I climbed off of her and to my feet at the bed side and retrieved the tackle box, put it on the night stand and got out the spreader bar, attached its cuffs just below each knee and adjusted it to force her legs wide apart, wider than the ropes forced them on their own. She was unable to free herself now given there was not enough slack for her to kick or throw the loops of the ropes off any of the posts, and the spreader bar kept her from using the slack she did have to partially close her legs.

She was mine now, I had her completely under control! I gave her a pat on the pubic area just above her pussy, she was shaved and felt silky smooth, and I could literally feel the warmth of its near presence. She was breathing heavily and I caught her smiling for a moment until she realized she was doing it. She tried to put back on the scared victim face but there had been no mistaking the look in her eyes, it was of excitement and hunger on a level that almost frightened her, like she was already on the very edge of cumming, in fact I wondered if she may do so on her own now before I had even genuinely started on her.

Taking my time I walked to the other side of the bed to the window and opened the blinds, letting the moon light in. She looked beautiful in it, he eyes sparkled in the light, her creamy white skin glowed, I could see how rock hard her nipples were and her excitement glistening down the seam of her pussy's lips.

"I'm begging you! PLEASE don't hurt me!"

"I won't" I said in what I hoped was at least a somewhat menacing voice as I took off my jacket and tossed it aside, "But you've got to be nice to me! be nice to me, and I'll be nice to you!"

"OK! I'll be nice, I promise!" I walked over to the box and took out the flogger, showing it to her.

"I know you will, because if you don't..."

And with that, I slapped it down on a nipple. She jerked on the restraints.

"OW! NO! Don't do that!"

Again, I heard more "briar patch" duplicity in her tone and the hint of a smile sneak past her. I brought it down on the other nipple, just a little bit harder. She reacted as before.

"Marco?" I asked. All considering I just had to be sure.

"Polo, damn it!" she said, breathless and as before a little irritated with me for interrupting the moment for her. I wasn't worried, I was about to make it up for her.

I brought it down again, this time right on her pussy. With a grunt she pulled hard on the restraints and thrust her pelvis upward, as if towards what I had just done.

"Oh yes! Uh I mean OW! Stop it! Please stop! I'm begging you!"

I nearly laughed but stopped myself. I spent about another minute or so of giving her a number of lashes on both nipples and her pussy, then I leaned in, spread her lips with the fingers of one hand and gave her a slap right on the clit. She was literally dripping wet and I felt her cum splash a little with the impact.

"OH YES!" she cried, this time not caring if she broke character for a moment.

I spread her wider and hit it again.

She gave a loud grunt and clinched her teeth.

"OH GOD! PLEASE STOP!!" "Are you ready to behave now?" I asked with a taunt.

It took her a moment to speak she was panting so hard.

"NO! I mean yes, please stop!" I took the hint and gave her another round of swats across the nipples, 3 more on the pussy and 2 directly on the clit, though I held back the force a bit on those as no doubt I was risking getting it very sore. She was sweating and panting hard then shuttered and moaned, I wasn't sure but I suspected I had just given her at least one mild orgasm. It made me want to give her more to see if I could make her cum even harder, but I decided I had better give it a rest for a while.

"Ok then, I think you?ve learned your lesson" and with that I put the flogger on the night stand. It was wet.

I looked at her pussy, my eyes had adjusted nicely to the moon light. She was soaking wet and swollen, although I doubt it was the whipping alone that had made her so engorged, she was seriously turned on and excited, VERY excited, and knowing that made me excited too. Watching a woman cum is my biggest turn on, and I was getting the impression I was going to make her cum a lot tonight and HARD, it was all I could do to contain myself. Then a thought occurred to me.

"You know it's kind of warm in here, I think I'll take off some clothes to cool down"

I took off my shirt then my pants and tossed them to the floor. I was as hard as a rock and bulging in my underwear, which was soaked through with precum in a bunch of places. I'm nearly like a woman when it comes to that, I get hard, I get turned on, and my underwear starts getting very wet. She was looking at it with hungry, pleading eyes, and I decided I'd give her something to really look at. I pulled down my underwear and stood next to her naked from the waist down, my hard and wet cock pointing at her.

Breaking character temporarily again, she smiled and licked her lips.

"Are you cold? You nipples look so hard" I said as I reached in and pinched both of them. I made sure not to do it too hard, but enough to give her a bit of a sting.

"Ow! No! They're sore!"

I reached down, wetted a finger tip of each hand with her cum and began to circle her nipples with them.

"How about that, does that feel any better?" She said nothing, and lay with her head thrown back and her mouth hanging open, breathing heavily.

I climbed on her to straddle her stomach. Once there I circled them again and again with my fingers, then I placed my palms down over both and began to massage and knead them around and around. I gave both her breasts a hard squeeze with both hands, and she whimpered, I did it again and got a similar response.

"You've got delicious, soft looking skin! Are your nipples still sore?"

"Yes!" she gasped.

"My finger tips might be a little rough, I've got something softer that might feel better" I leaned forward, took my cock and began to circle and stroke her right nipple with the front of the head. She was still wet with her own cum I had put on my fingers, and she felt wonder. Again she lay there with her eyes closed, her mouth agape and breathing heavily. Apparently it felt pretty good to her too. I did the same to the other nipple and she lay there in apparent ecstasy.

I climbed back onto my feet at the bed side, leaned in and took a nipple in my mouth. I teased it with my tongue... flicked it... sucked it hard... sucked it between my teeth until it gently popped through between them... I gave a repeat performance on the other nipple. Both tasted salty sweet of her cum, she began moaning.

I left her breasts and began to gently massage her stomach. This was hardly something a predator would do but I did it none the less, then the massage traveled lower to her pubic area. I could feel the stubble of her shaved pubic hair. I love how that kind of stubble feels against my tongue, and I had full intent to feel hers later.

"Oh please stop! I hurt down there! Don't touch me!"

I ignored her and massaged my hands into the creases that separated her pussy from the thighs, she pulled and squirmed in the restraints as I massaged her lips together from the side, rubbing her enlarged clit between them. She continued to squirm and started moaning again. I ran two fingers in between her lips and slipped them down between them, passing over the clit and then curving inward to penetrate deep into her. She gasped then sucked air through her teeth as she pulled hard on the restraints, lifting herself off the bed, as if reaching for my hand.

"You can't stop me, I can do this all night if I want! ALL night! I can keep making you cum over and over until you pass out, then when you wake up start ALL over again!" She couldn't speak as I repeated the action over and over and over, just moan, whimper and squirm. With each pass over a clit she flinched and with each penetration she thrust herself at my hand, teeth clinched, as if to fuck my fingers.

"You have to cum for me now, you have no say in that, but I want you to cum REALLY hard and loud! I want to feel your whole body tremble! If you don't do it hard enough, if you don't impress me, I'm going to get out the whip again!" "NO NO! I promise I'll cum for you! Don't hit me again!" I started massaging her clit in a slow, circular motion. She started whimpering and crying out. I picked up my pace... god she felt so hot and wet... I wanted to taste her, but I was saving that for later.

"Oh my god!! Yes I'll cum for you!! Don't stop!" I went faste. Her pussy was making a delicious wet noise as I massaged her.

"OH GOD!! I'M CUMMING!! CUMMING!!" She cried out and thrust herself hard at me, then she let out a scream. I kept massaging her furiously as she trembled and squirmed, and she kept thrusting and crying out, I felt her hot cum run out onto my fingers until they were dripping and the bed beneath her was soaked. I kept massaging until she started to calm down and fell limp, only her moaning and heavy breathing continued. I stopped, I had accomplished this part of the mission, leaving her a total wreck of ecstasy and exhaustion.

"VERY good!" I said, "I think you?ve earned yourself a little break! Just a little one, but I'll let you catch your breath" She murmured something that sounded like it may have been "thank you", but I wasn't sure, in fact I wasn't sure she hadn?t passed out with those words.

I gave her a few minutes to collect herself before moving on to anything else. Then I remember what she had said about making her give me head, and I climbed up onto the bed close to her face. She smiled, she knew what was coming, and had been hungering for it. I positioned myself and taking her head in my hands guided her mouth onto my cock, which she took in eagerly. She greeted it with a long, hard suck and a tease on the front of the head with the tip of her tongue, then continued sucking in rhythm as I guided her head back and forth and my cock in and out of her mouth. She gave a content sounding moan, the vibration of which felt good.

"Purse and tighten your lips as I force the head through them" I commanded. She complied and I felt them grip my cock as I repeatedly pushed it through them, they locking around the rim of the head with each insertion and a hard suck each time I withdrew it. She felt impossibly soft, yet tight, hot and wet. I heard and felt her swallow, it was probably a combination of her own saliva and my precum.

I started experimenting in how deep I could push it in without gagging her, and found I could pretty much push it all the way to the base without her seeming any worse for wear. I started getting lost in the sensation, the unimaginable ecstasy of oral sex from a woman whom was infinitely skilled at it as she had proven herself. I started going faster? and faster? then I realized what I was doing.

I was one of the hardest things I had to do in quite a while, but I stopped and withdrew my cock from her mouth's loving care, I didn't want to cum just yet. I could tell that the first time she was going to make me cum tonight was going to be an epic orgasm on my part and it would take me time to recover, she on the other hand seemed able to keep going immediately after at least a few orgasms, so I wanted to concentrate on her pleasure first before indulging myself.

I got off the bed, my legs feeling a little shaking and my cock feeling like it might cum just from the memory of what she did to it, but I managed to compose myself. I found my underwear and put it back on.

"I don't want you to take any liberties with that until I say so, because in a minute it's going to be in your face for a while" I said, then began to climb back onto the bed, facing the other way now. I had put on my underwear because otherwise my cock would be in her face and no doubt she would be trying to play with it, lick and suck it, and I didn't want to cum yet or be distracted, I wanted to totally concentrate on what I was about to do. The implications of what I intended to do were obvious and she got back into character, despairing for the briar patch again.

"I know what you're thinking but please don't! Anything but that!" "You pussy is MINE girl, and I'll do whatever I want with it!" "No but it's sore and this is embarrassing!" she pleaded.

Having gotten into the traditional 69 position, I leaned forward and took her in my mouth, silencing any further attempt by her to talk coherently. She was as hot and wet as she looked and I teased her clit with my tongue. I circled it, flicked it, stroked it up and down, drew letters and shapes on it with the tip, occasionally stopping to give it a good hard suck. She squirmed and thrust herself at me so I took control by grabbing her butt cheeks with both hands and squeezing them, holding her pussy to my mouth like I was afraid she might fight against it. But in fact there was nothing she could do, if I wanted to I could following through on my "threat" to keep making her cum over and over again all night.

I couldn't see her face but I could feel her heavy breathing on my crotch, and I could hear her moan, whimper, murmur an occasional hollow plea for me to stop, and give occasional grunts and cries when what I did was particularly successful. My face was soaked and I loved it, and as mentioned earlier I could feel the sharp stubble of her recently shaved pubic hair prickle my tongue, it made me want to take my underwear off again and let her have her way, but in spite of myself I resisted.

The stubble reminded me of the first time I went down on a woman, she had just shaved too, and it was a great experience for both of us as I proved myself competent with my mouth and discovered the erotic satisfactions of pleasuring a woman that intimately.

I started to get more aggressive. I squeezed her cheeks a little harder, used my tongue a little faster, and began for longer periods to suck her clit hard rhythmically. The rhythmic sucking in particular drove her insane and she became almost tough to control as she squirmed beneath me, and when I decided it was time to be decisive in my actions I concentrated mostly on doing that, stopping occasionally to tease it with my tongue.

"OH GOD! OH GOD!" was all she kept moaning, until that was replaced with pleas of "DON'T STOP!! DON'T STOP!!", and then that replaced with her loud cries of ecstasy. When she came she screamed like she had the first time and trembled violently underneath my body and against my face, I held on and continued doing everything I could to make the orgasm as powerful and long as I could, and only stopped when I suspected my actions were now causing more physical irritation than pleasure.

I climbed off of her by lay at her side, my head resting between her stomach and pubic area as I slowly, gently and idly continued stroking and massaging her pussy, she giving occasional strong shudders underneath me like the aftershocks of an earthquake. I lay there for quite a while listening to her calm down, I was total enraptured with her afterglow, it was more than worth the price of having not yet cum myself. I wondered if the roles were reversed if I would be as thoroughly controlled by her in my pleasure as she was by me now?

I thought of how it felt when she had my cock in her mouth and if she were able to do that without me being able to stop her, and suspected I would be even more so and she could probably literally exhaust me into unconsciousness. I sincerely hope to find out in the near future.

I got up and decided to let her relax for a bit longer and used going to the bathroom as an excuse to do so. I didn't have to urinate but I took the opportunity to straighten myself out a bit, then I poked my head in the door and asked her if she wanted a drink. Given the amount of fluid her body had expended already I suspected she must be very thirsty.

"Oh god yes, thanks! Grab me a bottle of ice tea out of the fridge, and there's some straws in the cabinet to the right of it"

I got her a bottle, one for myself and a straw for her, then I sat on the bed next to her holding it and waiting patiently for her to sip the entire thing. I finished mine and put the empties aside.

She lay back with a big smile on her face, stretched against her bonds and made a content sigh.

She was one HAPPY girl that was for sure! But the evening wasn?t over yet and I had many more things on my "to-do" list.

"Hey, you're pretty selfish you know!" I said in mock irritation, "There you lay having cum like a teenager in the back of a car and here I stand with a neglected cock you've barely touched!" She pretended to get scared again, but she had a hard time losing her smile or putting on a convincing tone.

"I'm sorry! It won?t happen again! Don't hurt me, I'll take care of you!" "You BET you will!" I said, and started on my next plan. I took a coil of rope from the box and as she watched curious I tossed it under the bed so it ran underneath and was reachable from either side.

"I'm going to untie the ropes, but if you try to move or make any false moves! well I'm quicker and stronger than you, and remember the whip! You have no idea how hard I can hit with that thing and maybe next time I'll never stop!" Given how much she enjoyed it the last time I wondered if I had made a mistake with that threat and she would deliberately try to provoke me, but she seemed to know I was ready to move on to something else.

"I won't move, I promise!" I did as I said and removed the ropes binding her legs to the bed posts, though leaving the cuffs themselves and spreader bar in place, then I freed the rope tying her cuffs to the head board. She relaxed and brought her arms down to her stomach and relaxed, I figured the asshole I was pretending to be would probably threaten her for that movement but I wasn't about to, her arms no doubt had gotten tired in that position. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her so she was laying across the middle of the bed on her back.

"Turn over!" I demanded, and she did so. Now she lay on her stomach, and I picked up the rope underneath the bed on that side and tied it to the middle of the spreader bar.

"Oh yes..." I heard her softly murmur, breaking character. I pretended not to hear as I went to the other side. I pulled that end of the rope through both loops of the cuff's ropes, pulled out what I hoped was a sufficient amount of slack before tying it then went to the other side and inspected the position and tension on her legs. I pushed them a little closer to the bed leaving her bent over and exposed, then I adjusted the tension on the spreader bar so while it wasn't too tight there was little slack left in it, leaving her unable to resist whatever I did to her in that position.

I went back to the other side and knelt down on it in front of her, she craned her head up to look at me. I broke character, gently took her head between my hands and kissed her, she returned it in kind. He lips and mouth were hot and wet from all the drooling and panting she had done that evening and there was a sweet taste of the ice tea, she was delectable to kiss and I could feel her smile as we did.

I stood up went back to her legs and looked at my handy work? it worked out just as I had hoped it would when I planned it. I've always thought pussies in general looked cute from behind, and hers was particularly so. And while it hadn't been part of my original plan I had gotten the impression she was ready for some more of her favorite treatment.

"You know... I've been thinking about it and I think you've been bad girl after all! a REALLY bad one!" "Oh not the whip again! PLEASE! I'll be good, I promise!" I retrieved it and stood behind her, weapon raised.

"Marco?" I asked in a taunting way.

"Oh polo, PLEASE more polo!" this time laughing instead of getting angry. She was too dizzy from her previous orgasms to hold ill will against anyone.

I brought it down on one butt cheek hard. She threw her head back and grunted. I hit the other cheek, and she repeated the action. I alternated back and forth between each cheek for about 5 blows each until they looked pink, sensitive and tender, and she lay with her head down panting.

"Yes..." I mocked, "A REALLY bad girl!" I said, and with that I reached under her with one hand, spread her lips wide and slapped the flogger underneath striking her hard on the clit, across her pussy almost all the way up to her anus.

She grunted and said "OH GOD YEAH!" gulping her afterwards.

I hit her again and she gave further enthusiastic commentary. I dared only do it 2 more times but didn?t want to go any further, fearing I was going to do her genuine harm even if she seemed to want it.

"Are you ready to behave?" I asked.

"I'm not sure!" she gasped.

"Are you ready to make me happy?" "Yes! Give me your cock!" she gasped again with obvious enthusiasm.

I walked around to her side of the bed, and dropped my underwear. I was already quite hard again.

"Prove it!" I demanded, stepping forward and offering it to her mouth. She eagerly accepted it. She treated me as wonderfully as before as I at first slowly and then at an increasing pace pumped myself between her lips. She understood well how incredible it felt for a man to push the head of his cock between tight lips and skillfully engaged mine.

Again I found myself getting dangerously close to cumming, but I withdrew myself, leaving her drooling, panting and smiling. Yes it was finally time for me to let her make me cum, but not from this side, I wanted her to do so with me.

I saw her tense with anticipation as I walked around behind her.

"Not in the butt! Marco on the butt!? she warned breaking character, "And I'm not pretending on that! It hurts too much and you're too big!" "Ok" I hastened to assure her, "Don't worry that wasn't my intention, I'll keep things strictly vaginal! Now stop breaking character!" I laughed. She did an impressive job of stepping right back into the role. "Please don't put it in me! I'm sore and tired! If you want I'll give you head and you can cum in my mouth, but don't fuck me! PLEASE!" I was about to fuck her but then I decided not to be too hasty about it. She was still plenty sensitive from the flogger and was in the perfect position for me to play with. I took a small chair for the other end of the room and pulled it over behind her, sitting down it put me at just the right height for what I wanted to do. With two fingers I reached down and gently massaged her clit for a few moments, getting them hot and dripping wet as she struggled and squirmed in place, seemingly not knowing what to do with herself under the stress of the pleasure. I stopped and slowly inserted a finger deep into her, her body greeted it by tightening, I was impressed with how strong her muscles were. She felt impossibly hot and wet, and the texture of the skin inside promised unbelievable pleasure for my cock. I slowly moved it in and out of her, feeling and probing around as I did.

"Oh yeah..." she said from over the bed, "Oh god please don?t stop!"

I inserted the other finger next, and she at first seemed to pull away then pushed herself back at me. I pushed them together deep and probed around, then began pumping them slowly in and out, stopping occasionally to probe again. She pulled on the restraints and was becoming very animated. I felt around and found her G-spot, and began to massage and press upon it rhythmically.

"Ohhhhhhh yeah! Don't stop! Right there!" I continued doing that as she struggled against the restraints, pushed herself back at me, and began letting out whimpers with each press. Cum started literally dripping out of her, I wondered how much fun 69ing with her atop me would be given how wet she got? I might drown, but I'd drown a happy man!

While I did continue until I thought she was getting close, I decided it was time to try to have us both cum together, so I withdrew my hand, stood up and pushed the chair back. "And... let's go dive into the briar patch!" I thought as I positioned myself, pressing the head of my cock into the seam of her lips, then with one hard thrust shoved myself all the way in.

God she felt soooo good?

"UH!!" she grunted through apparent clinched teeth, "OH YEAH!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!" "You're breaking character" I teased.

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!!" she snapped, "JUST FUCK ME AND FUCK ME HARD!! OH GOD YES!!" I began pumping myself into her... she felt incredible as her body squeezed and tried to take greedy possession of me. She was tight, soooo hot and unbelievably wet! I could feel her textures caress me as I pulled out and then shoved it hard back into her as deep as I could go, my testicles slapping up against her. She let out moans, gasps and grunts with each thrust.

"DON'T STOP!! HARDER!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! I'M CUMMING!! HARDER!!" I went faster and harder. I didn?t think anything could feel better than her mouth, but this did. She came right before I did and I felt her body tremble violently and tighten around me, it was the final push I needed and joining her and we both cried out as I continued to pound her hard as she thrust herself backwards to meet me.

"OHHGODD!!" she yelled and I made a similar noise as I cummed harder than I had in a LONG time, if ever as hard, and my legs trembled and my body shook as did she. I came inside her as her muscles clutched and caressed my cock as it did. We slowed down our furious action together gradually and when it was over I climbed onto the bed next to next, and as I lay there I crawled closer to where her head hung over the side and we looked at each other. She was hanging over the bed a panting, drooling, sweaty, disheveled mess delirious was afterglow, and as she looked up at me and smiled she couldn't have looked sexier.

"Did... Did I behave?" she asked breathlessly, then gave me a wink.

"Oh baby, nobody ever behaved better" I assured her with equal breathlessness.

I got up, uncuffed her wrists then her legs, tossed them to the floor and helped her onto the bed to lay next to me as we cuddled. We lay there a long time in silence enjoying each other's company, until she finally spoke.

"It's your turn next you know?" she asked, turning to me with an impish grin.

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