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I lay on the bed slowly waking up. My head seemed fuzzy and groggy. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly against the abnormally bright lights in the room. I moved my hand to cover my eyes from the light, but instead I found I couldn’t move my hand. I couldn’t even move my arm.
I was forced into the reality of my situation of waking up frozen with fear. I tried to move, but instead I found that I couldn’t move at all. I seemed to be tied down to what ever I was on. Panic was setting in. I tried to move, only to find that I couldn’t. It seemed to me that my ankles were strapped down, but not together. They were spread wide apart. I gulped in a deep breath realizing my arms were stretched straight out to the sides I could feel the wide cuffs on my wrists. Somehow I knew that there was no way I was going to be able to escape. Which only made me wiggle and squirm more trying to escape my confinement? I took a deep breath in, and that was when I realized there was also some kind of strap across my chest ‒ more like under my breasts. My bare breasts, I realized!
It was time to panic now. My mind was now racing as to why I was nude and strapped down on a table of some sort. My eyes popped open as I looked around the room, a room I had never seen before.
As I turned my head to the left, I saw a setup that looked like a showroom bedroom and living room. It contained a four poster canopy bed with red satin bedding. The bed had mounds of pillows of different shapes all done in black and white. A small living room suit was to the side furnished with black leather furniture. It was picture perfect, not a thing out of place.
As I turned my head to the other side of the room, what I saw scared the hell out of me and made me gulp for a breath of air. There were different benches and other things I couldn’t even begin to recognize or name. I couldn’t even begin to wonder why there was a large wooden cross on the wall. I didn’t even want to begin to imagine what this room was used for. Everything was painted black, and looked medieval and frightening.
So I did the only thing that I could do. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited. I hoped this was a dream. I prayed that I would wake up soon. But deep down inside myself I already knew the answer. It wasn’t a dream. This was reality. It was happening to me, and I had been abducted. This was something that happened to other people on the news, but never to someone like me. I could only hope that someone would rescue me. And I prayed that who ever took me would take pity on me and let me go. So I waited and I waited for what seemed like an eternity.
At last I heard the door open and close again and the echo of footsteps as someone walked across the tiled floor. Fear was my first instinct. Then anger set in quickly. Soon I was raving pissed off mad, at the person who had brought me here. My eyes squinted and went directly to the figure walking towards me. I looked at the well dressed man right in the eyes, not recognizing him. I spoke sharply to him. “Who the fuck are you? Let me go now!” I struggled against the restraints. I tried not to let my embarrassment of being nude and in a vulnerable position show.
The man clasped his hands behind his back and continued to walk around the windowless room. He spoke with a slow and very deliberate tone. “Feeling a little angry right now?”
I waited till he was close enough to me and I spit on him. “You’re a bastard! Let me go you fucking bastard!” My voice was dripping with venom.
“My, my, my, what a nasty tongue you have today.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “Well now little lady, that could be just a slight problem for you.” He cocked his head to the side as he looked at me. He removed a hanky from his pocket and whipped the spit off himself as he spoke. “You see, this is your new home.” He spread his arms wide apart showing the room off. “One of my clients has taken a fancy to you, and he has paid me quite well to acquire you for him.”
“Oh that is just sick. I’m not your whore! You… you… freak!!!” I screeched at him.
He turned on his heel and he spoke as he walked away. “I’ll be back later when you have calmed down enough to listen to me, and listen quietly.” He rang a buzzer, and the door opened to let him out, shutting with a loud thud behind him.
So I screamed out my anger to the now empty room. “Get your ass back here you asshole! I want to talk with you now! Not later, do you hear me? Let’s talk now! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! You’re a fucking son of a bitch! You bastard! Let’s talk now! Fuck You!” I twisted and turned as I screamed, fighting the restraints that held me down to the table.
As my screams faded into the silence I realized that I had tears falling down the sides of my face. I realized only then that my situation seemed hopeless for the moment. Taking deep breaths to calm myself only reminded me more of my situation.
So once again I waited. I waited to be told what my fate would be. I waited to be freed from my restraints. I waited for something. I waited for anything to happen. And yet I continued to wait even longer.
At last the door opened once again, and the same man entered once again. “Have you calmed down now?” I can always gag you if you can’t control your tongue.” His evil laugh rang in my ears.
I bit my lip as I took in a deep breath and thought my words out carefully. I was confused and angry, but I tried to hide as much of those emotions as I could. So instead, I pleaded. “Why can’t you just let me go? What is going to happen to me?”
He laughed as he sat down on the sofa across the room. “Now, isn’t that much better? See you can be nice. Would you like to be released so you can sit more comfortably over here?” As an afterthought he added. “And no you haven’t been violated in any way.” Under his breath he added a simple, “Yet.”
“Please,” I almost begged.
“If I do let you go, you must promise to behave. Otherwise I’ll call in my thugs and you will find yourself stripped once again and flat on your back right back on that table.” He sneered at me, putting extra emphasis on the word “thugs.”
“Just let me go,” I asked him, adding a soft “please,” hoping to earn bonus points.
“Well, since you asked so nicely, I might be able to let you out of your restraints.” He got up off the sofa and walked to one of the doors by the bed, removing a pale pink satin looking robe.
He walked towards me carrying the robe, draping it over my legs as he unbuckled all the restraints that held me down. I just lay there until he finished and helped me to sit up. Handing me the robe, I stood and put it on as quickly as I could. Feeling dizzy on my feet, I reached back to hold onto the table so I wouldn’t fall. He seemed to sense this and helped to stabilize me. I rubbed my hand over my face and nodded, and he helped me walk across the room and sit down on the sofa.
He made sure I was comfortable before sitting in the love seat across from me and continuing the conversation. “Now, isn’t this much better?”
I was feeling a bit lost and confused. I closed my eyes, wiped my face with my hand, rubbing my eyes as I took a deep breath before speaking. “So, would you please tell me why I’m here? When can I go home?”
“Well, as I already told you, I’m a very well known business man with a few interests on the side. That is why I live out here in the country, away from others. My ladies that are here are very well cared for. And you will learn to like it here.”
Now I was even more confused than ever. “You mea to tell me, that I won’t be leaving here? You’re going to make me your whore?” Somehow I just couldn’t resist my spiteful tongue and so I lashed out by saying, “One woman isn’t good enough for you? You need a whole harem of them to satisfy your needs?”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” he looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing. “Now this is where you are the one who is a little confused. You are not going to be one of my women. My slave Kayla takes care of my needs very well. Instead you will be one of the kept women of one of my clients. He’s also a good personal friend of mine, which is why I’m doing him this personal favor. You will remain here until he sees fit to take you away. He has paid me very well to acquire you for him and to keep you here until the time is right for you to leave with him.”
My jaw about hit the floor listening to him talk. I swallowed hard, panicking, I almost stuttered, “I will never consent to that! Who the fuck is you’re so called client? Do I know him?” I questioned, letting my tail feathers get ruffled once again.
The man stood up and spoke slowly. “No, you don’t know him. But he has been watching you for quite some time. And has decided he couldn’t wait any longer to train you for his needs.” He walked towards another door in the room, and he opened it. “I’m going to leave now. But I suggest that you bathe and prepare yourself for your first meeting with him.”
He pointed to the first door he opened to get the robe before continuing. “Your closet is over there, and all the clothing offered you has been personally chosen for you. But for now, after your bath, I might suggest that you put on your robe once again.”
Sarcastically I replied. “Oh like I have a big fucking choice in the matter.”
“You’re going to have to clean up that language for your new Daddy. He is not going to like hearing you talk like that. Unless you are willing to accept his punishments for that foul talking mouth. Hmmmmmmmmm…………..”
“What kind of punishment?” I asked slowly and cautiously.
“Well since I don’t know his exact style, I will be up to you if you want to find out. Still think your little potty mouth is worth it?” He asked with a smug smile on his lips.
“What the fuck is wrong with you people? You guys are just sick! Got that! Just plain fucking sick! You disgust me!” I screamed at him. I went into the bathroom slamming the door behind me. My fingers came up empty handed when they went to find the lock on the door. But then that really shouldn’t have surprised me.
I looked around at the elegant room in front of me. A whirlpool bathtub large enough to fit at least four people was in the corner. The tub had a large platform surrounding it. Along one edge of the tub wall there were many different bottles of shampoo’s and body washes and who knows what else.
There were large glass windows surrounding the room, flooding it with bright sunlight. I had to take a double take at the sight outside the window. The yard looked like it was sculpted by a professional. The rolling hills of the country side beyond.
Next I noticed that the shower stall was separate. And the walls for that were made of transparent glass. Very little privacy was allowed in this room. But the shower was also very large, more than enough space for several people. And it didn’t contain the normal standard shower head. It looked as if you would have a waterfall flowing over your head. With several jets located in the walls aimed directly at your body.
No expense was spared in this room. It looked normal enough. If it wasn’t for the large eye bolts strategically placed around the room, and the large locked cabinet. The unknown thoughts of their use made me shiver.
Closing my eyes, I stood in front of the closed door. Leaning back I sighed. A single tear fell down my cheek. I didn’t know what my fate was. I didn’t even know where I was. Was it possible that this was really just a bad dream? That I would wake up in my bed between my bubble gum pink flannel sheets. I could almost smell the freshly baked breads from the bakery down the street.
Taking a deep breath I opened my eyes. But no such luck. The elegant bathroom was still before my very eyes. I thought a bath just might not hurt. Why waste this chance of enjoying this beautiful bathroom. Somehow it made me feel like a princess in this little room. It was the things on the outside that scared the shit out of me. Yet there was a little tiny part of me that liked this excitement that I was feeling. I was shocked to find myself admitting this. I didn’t want to admit that I was getting turned on by my sexual thoughts.
I shook my head as I walked over and sat down on the edge of the tub and turned on the taps to the bath. I found the right temperature that suited me. As the tub filled I sat there with my elbows on my knees and resting my face in my hands. My thoughts bounced between good and evil. It was the mystery of the unknown that also attracted me.
Peeking at the tub I realized that it was half full, and time to take a nice hot relaxing soak. This tub just looked to sinful to pass up. Standing I let the satin robe drop to the floor in a puddle. Sitting on the edge of the tub I turned to look out the window. I slowly slid my naked body down into the steamy hot water.
Turning on the jets of the tub I relaxed. I would treasure this small moment of luxury. One that I knew I would never have the chance to have again. So I took full advantage of my time bathing with the sweetly scented soaps and shampoos.
“Get out of the tub now Missy!” was spoken sharply to me. It’s time for you to get ready for your meeting with Daddy.”
My eyes flew open. “Who are you?” I screamed at this new strange man in the room. I grabbed the washcloth to try and cover up as much of myself as I could. Curling my body up so there would be less skin to expose to this stranger.
He leaned against the door jam. Speaking with a slow southern drawl, “You can call me Phil. I’m here to make sure you’re ready on time for the arrival of Daddy.”
“Get your ass out of here! Now” I yelled at him. I reached for the first bottle within my grasp and threw it at him.
“Not a problem,” as he ducked from the flying bottle. “I was told you were a feisty one.” He laughed before continuing. “Get your butt out of that tub now, or I’ll do it for you. Put on your robe and come on out. But you had better hurry. Oh and don’t forget to use the vanity over there.” He pointed to a corner that was small and feminine. “Fix up that pretty little face of yours. Don’t forget your hair either. You’ll find it fully furnished and you are expected to use what is offered you.”
My eyes opened wide, as I looked towards the vanity. It was one that every little girl dreamed about. I hadn’t noticed the items on the counter before. There were all kinds of lotions and potions. There were also bottles and bottles of perfumes and a box of hair thingies. “Wow! I guess I can have a bit of fun with all that stuff.” It just slipped out, and as soon as it did my hand flew to cover my mouth. And I blushed with embarrassment.
I heard a hearty laugh and the door closed.
Suddenly the reality was setting in once again. Fear was creeping into my mind. I began to wonder how I could even begin to enjoy this crazy nightmare. Why would I even want to enjoy this? Suddenly I was furious because I didn’t have a choice in the matter. I was drugged and taken here against my will. I didn’t know any of these people. I was stripped naked and restrained in a very vulnerable position, I might add. Maybe I could talk with this daddy person and reason with him. Make him understand that he needed to let me go.
Putting on the bathrobe I sat down to fix my hair and put on a little makeup. I put on just enough makeup to make myself look natural. But the best part was this fabulous body lotion. The scent was just a little corner of heaven.
I walked out into the main room only to find the same strange man that called himself Phil standing by the bathroom door. “Right this way ma’am…..” And he pointed to the same table I was restrained on before. “Please take off your robe and lay down. I’ve got my instructions to follow. Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be. And if you refuse, I’ll call in four other guys and you won’t have much of a choice in the matter. So you can make this as easy or hard as you want it to be. What’s it going to be?” His voice was very matter of face serious.
I stood there and just looked at him a little dazed and confused. I barely heard him talk. “You can close you’re mouth now.” He chuckled softly before continuing. “You might attract flies.”
It took me a minute to realize that my mouth was in fact open. Snapping it shut, for once I was speechless. My mind was racing. What was going to happen? Who was this Daddy man? Why did he feel the need to have me tied down? My heart began to pound faster in fear of the unknown. What was he going to do to me when I was tied down? There was no place to run to. And even if I did manage to get outside I had no clue where I was. And I had no idea where I would run to.
“Okay, just wait one minute here.” I put my hand to my forehead as if it was actually going to help me think and give me answers. “I can’t do this. Just let me go now, and I’ll find my own way home. We can just forget that this entire thing took place.”
His response was simple and to the point. “I’ll give you to the count of three. After that my men will come in here, and let me give you this little heads up warning. You won’t like the way they do things. So it’s up to you. One….. Two….”
I couldn’t let him get to three. My robe dropped to the floor quick as a wink. And I made a mad dash run to lie on that damned table once again. I closed my eyes and through gritted teeth I told Phil. “I’m not going to like this one bit. Not one damn bit! And when this is done, I’ll fight back with every ounce of energy that I have. You just watch me!”
With my last words spoken, Phil began to re-cuff me to the table. In the exact same position I was in before. I gritted my teeth as the cuffs were buckled. One by one they were cinched and buckled. I closed my eyes, trying not to face my embarrassment of this strange man looking at my naked body. But I knew my flushed face was a dead give away. I knew at this point I was beaten. And it made me angry to know that someone could violate another so easily. And get away with it.
But I knew I would get my revenge. I knew I would have my moment to strike back. To hurt them just as much as they were hurting me. But I had to wait. And wait patiently. My time to shine would come. With that last thought, the last cuff was buckled.
“I really hate to do these last two things to you. Believe me when I tell you that I’m really sorry that I have to do this. But I’m only following orders from the Boss.” He laughed before continuing. “Now little lady, had your language been a little nicer, I might not have to do this. But it will be up to daddy, if he wants to remove it or not.”
“What the fuck are you talking……” fear seized me. As a small rubber ball was quickly put into my mouth. And Phil buckled a strap around the back of my head. I screamed, but all my words were now muffled by that damn ball. I pulled and tried to get away. I had no idea that this would happen. I narrowed my eyes, squinting as my pupils turned into daggers. My anger was all directed at Phil with my facial expressions.
“Sorry, but rules are rules. Please don’t hold any of this against me. I’m just doing my job.” And with that last comment he placed a blindfold over my eyes. “Maybe this will calm you down.” He let out a jolly chuckle before stating the impossible. “It seems to work well with horses.”
My breathing was turning fast with anger. Breathing through my nose, made it seem rugged and wild. There just weren’t words for how angry I felt. My mind was racing. My imagination was getting away from me darting here and there. I knew I was going to be . After all I was waiting alone in a room naked, strapped down to a table, legs spread wide apart. Fear gripped me. What if I became pregnant? What if he gave me a STD or something even worse? I didn’t want this. I did nothing to deserve this. This happened to other people, not normal people like me! I didn’t know any of the people surrounding me! I didn’t even know where I was.
I tried to calm myself down. Taking deep breaths in and slowly releasing them. That was when I noticed the noises that were going on in the room around me. I didn’t think that Phil left the room, but I also didn’t know if anyone else had entered either. I could tell that someone was walking around the room. But doing what I did not know. So I concentrated on my breathing. In... Out… In… Out… In… Out… and I continued doing this. Trying to let my mind think of nothing else but my breathing.
Suddenly I felt and hand on my shoulder and it startled me. “It’s just me, Phil. I’ve been getting the room ready for you and Daddy. But I’ll be leaving now. But before I do go I want to give you some friendly advice. You’re Daddy is really a nice guy. I’ve known him for quite some time now. He’s not your usual pervert, if you know what I mean. So what I’m saying is this. Be nice to him, and he will return the favor. But tick him off and you just might find yourself in a little trouble. Try and relax a little and enjoy your first time with him. Because I can just about bet that later you will want to savor your thoughts of this first meeting.”
I nodded my understanding. Not sure how I would react when I finely met this Daddy guy. But somehow I was slowly realizing that Phil was one of the nice guys but was just doing his job as directed. And it could really be much worse with a guy who would paw and touch the merchandise before it was delivered. He could be a guy who would say degrading things. But he didn’t. He really was nice. He did try to make me more comfortable with the entire situation. As the thoughts of his joke about the horse blinders ran through my mind.
Music was turned on in the room. I didn’t recognize it. But it was classical, slow and romantic. Erotic images went through my mind. The buzzer sounded and the door shut with a thud. Phil was gone, and I was alone.
Alone with my thoughts, the sound waves moved through my head. A combination of my breathing and the music helped calm some of my insecurities. I lay there strapped down, my mind relaxing to the music. I could envision myself dancing around the room in the arms of a faceless man. I rested my head on his shoulder, as his fingers found the bare skin of my back.
What shook me out of my fantasy was the fact that the door opened and shut. My body stiffened because I had no idea who had just entered the room. The gag prevented me from speaking, and the blindfold kept me from seeing who was now here with me, and what was going on.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, but I didn’t know who it belonged to. But deep down I knew it was curtain time. That Daddy was now in the room with me. I shifted and tried to move away as much as possible, fear gripping my insides. I was afraid of what would happen next.
The voice was deep and sweet sounding. “Ahhhhhhh my sweet precious princess, I have waited so long for you.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “You have nothing to fear from me. You will soon accept me as your Daddy. I will care for you and protect you. You will crave to serve me, and we will be very happy together.” His voice took on a more stern tone when he told me “You will learn this, and learn to obey me. I am a very patient man. But I am also a very greedy man as well. I know what I want, when I want it and how I want it. And soon my wants will become yours as well. And punishments will always fit the crime.”
As he spoke his hands roamed my body freely. He let his fingers skim over my bare breasts, shoulders, down my left arm. He touched each finger intimately. Then he continued down my body with my toes. He touched my feet and toes one by one. His large hands encircled my ankles, caressing them. As his hands slowly moved upward, touching both legs at the same time. I became stiffer as his fingertips crept closer to the junction at my thighs.
I froze in fear as his fingers curled around that furry part of me that made me a woman. His fingers pulled and twisted on the hair that covered my mound. “I think this will be our first change. But don’t worry darling, you won’t even miss it.”
I drew in a deep breath letting my body shiver in the thought of losing that little part of me. I tried to say “No!” But it only came out as a muffle. Inside my mind I was screaming “no” over and over and over. How could he even consider taking away that part of me? That part of me that made me a woman. I was mad, no I was more than mad. I was pissed off. I twisted and turned as much as I could on the table that I lay strapped to.
I could hear him deliberately snapping on a pair of rubber gloves. I froze because that could mean just about anything. I lay perfectly still. And I waited in darkness for him to continue.
My mind raced to every thought that I could imagine. I had to try and do something. I couldn’t just lay here and be still and quiet. So I screamed my muffled words.
“You want to please your Daddy, don’t you?” This is just one of the things that will make that possible. It’s just one of the things that I want from you. But in the end I know you will crave and desire to please me without my asking. I am truly sorry about the gag. Not the blindfold however. I like using those and we will use them often. But I was warned about your foul and loud tongue, so for now the gag will stay in place.
My mind was running wildly as I listened to him talk. How could he expect me to want to please him? That just blew me away to hear him say that when he has taken me away from everything that I knew and loved. That mother fucker would hear it from me loud and clear when this damn gag was removed.
As I lay there spread wide open I could feel his latex covered hands run across my hips. I shivered as a result. Once again I tried to scream at him not to touch me. But once again my screams were turned into muffles. I just couldn’t make him understand the mistake he was making.
His fingers continued to run through my pubic hair. Pulling the long curls taught. Then I felt and heard the cutting of hair. I stiffened because I now knew he was serious. I scream wildly. My mind was flying around the room as my imagination was running away from me.
His voice was stern. “If you don’t want to get cut, I suggest you lay still.”
I froze immediately because I didn’t want my girly parts to get nipped or cut. So I quietly begged for him to stop. But my please were worthless and went unheard. He continued to cut and snip until I was sure there wasn’t much left.
I could hear him spraying something. This time I assumed it was shaving cream. His other hand went to my mounds, cupping the area. Then sliding his fingers down, he took a moment to find and squeeze my clit. “Oh sweetheart, later I shall show you a few tricks I have for this sweet little button.”
His fingers worked lower, slipping one deep inside my pussy. “Oh baby, now if I didn’t know better, I would say you were more than just a little turned on right now. Your pussy is so slippery. If you didn’t need that gag right now, I’d make you lick my fingers clean.” He let out an evil chuckle. And I winced. “But quite frankly I don’t want to listen to you spoil the moment. I for one want to savor and enjoy it. And somehow I think you would spit nails if given the chance.”
He smoothed the shaving cream all over my pussy. He spread the soft fluffy mixture high on my mounds and down low on my labia lips. He continued to spread the fluff all the way down to my asshole. Surely he wasn’t going to shave that far down I thought to myself.
I felt the first stroke of the razor as the mystery man hummed as he worked. He worked slowly and diligently until the mounds was completely shaved bald. I laid there and whimpered at my new loss. Then he continued to shave around my pussy lips. I was glad that he worked very carefully around this sensitive area. I shivered as he took extra time to get that small patch of hidden hair just above my clit. Then to my surprise or rather to my horror, he started to shave the area around my asshole.
Taking deep breaths I tried to control my emotion. Fear once again was seeping into my body. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh my little one, that is going to feel so much better. I will promise you this. I know your going to love it and won’t want to ever grow it back out.”
Soon I felt his warm breath on that tender piece of skin. Breathing slow hot air as he rubbed his fingers across that now freshly shaved bare patch. “Now my sweet darling, are you ready to show Daddy how you can cum for me? You won’t be able to deny your body this pleasure. I will assure you of that.”
More than anything I wanted to ask him what he was talking about. Was he talking about orgasms? How was he going to make me orgasm? I had only few sexual partners in the past and didn’t know how it was possible to orgasm without penetration. Why would I even want to orgasm when I was tied down to this god damn table? Why did he think he could make me cum when I hated him so much? All I wanted was to be free, and allowed to go home.
“Now show Daddy how you can cum in delight. I want to see you wiggle; I want to see you squirm. I want to hear you scream. I want it all baby. I want to witness my control over your body. I know you don’t want to submit to me, but trust me you will. And in time you will crave to submit to me. And you will do it willingly.” He whispered as his fingertips toyed with my nipples. “Ahhhhhhhhh…… see your nipples are already hard as rocks. You can’t deny that your body wants to be touched. You can’t deny you want me to touch you right now. You want more, don’t you baby?”
His warm wet tongue swirled around my left nipple. He suckled on that same breast as his hand wandered and found the other breast to toy with. Meanwhile my mind was fighting the emotions my body was taking me through, and whimpers slipped through my lips.
I wanted to fight these new feelings that were bubbling up inside me. But my sensitive nipples were making it so hard to concentrate. I wanted to hate him. He was making my mind feel like jell-o. I felt like begging for more. I felt so torn between the simple pleasure of his touch and my anger towards him.
Soon his mouth covered my other nipple. As he suckled on it he drew it deep and hard into his mouth. Soon I could feel his hot breath blowing across the wetness he had left behind. He was making me shiver in delight. I wanted to give into to this pleasure of the flesh, but part of me was still fighting him.
My mind was boggled with these new emotions as his mouth worked its way down my flat belly. I had to laugh when he stuck his tongue in my belly button. It tickled so much, and I couldn’t fight it any longer.
Yet his tongue worked lower and lower. Till his fingers were working their way through the folds of my slick pussy lips. His fingers managed to find the secret place few had ever found hidden deep within. His tongue found my sweet spot instantly.
He began to violate my pussy by inserting his fingers inside. His tongue tickled my clit and I quivered because I was unsure how to react. A moan slipped out and it shocked me to find that I was responding to his touch like this. But yet I found that I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t fight him anymore. I couldn’t fight the feelings of pleasure as they shimmered through my body.
I had always thought the g-spot was a myth, but now I knew first hand that it wasn’t. He was rubbing it faster and faster as his teeth nipped on my clit. Sucking on it. Pulling on it. Teasing it.
I could feel my muscles contract. I could feel the tension of pleasure mounting. I wanted to deny what I was feeling. I wanted to tell him to stop what he was doing. But instead he brought me closer to the edge of relief. It was building up. It was bubbling. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own, as they arched up to meet him. Thrust for thrust we met together. My body wanted to feel the wave of ultimate pleasure that would soon overtake me.
Moaning against the gag, I wanted him to complete what he had started. I wanted to cum. I needed to cum. I was arching my body towards his fingers and his mouth in a whore like way.
But just as quick as he started he stopped what he was doing. His lips moved back up the length of my body stopping at my ear. And once again he whispered in a very husky voice, “You wanted to cum didn’t you little one?” He laughed before continuing, “but don’t worry baby, you will cum soon enough. I want to make this first time with us together good for you. I want your body to learn to submit to my touch. I want your mind to learn to submit to me.”
Now that my mind was released from his control I tried to figure out how my body could betray me. I didn’t understand how he had managed to crack the wall that I had erected around myself. Or even why he was doing this to me. But yet deep down I wanted more. I needed to orgasm. He left me feeling empty and unfulfilled. I had no choice but to lay there and wait. Wait for him to decide what he wanted to do next.
The music continued to play. But now I found it relaxing. Even with the blindfold on, I closed my eyes and took in deep slow breaths. Trying to imagine what he might do next. I was trying to calm myself. I was trying to think of what this man might look like.
Soon my thoughts turned towards this man. Who was he? Was he someone I really knew? Was he a complete stranger to me? Was he old, young or somewhere around my age. Was he tall or short, thin or a little fluffy? What color was his hair; maybe he was blond or had black hair. For all I knew he could have fire red hair. I had all these questions and no way to get any answers.
I wasn’t sure how long I waited but my eyes flew open when I felt something attach to my nipples. I cried out with surprise. It didn’t exactly hurt, but it made me more aware of my already sensitive breasts.
“Don’t worry baby, I won’t hurt you.” He told me in a soothing voice.
I was unsure how to react so I just kept quiet. Except for the few soft grunts when he pulled on whatever he attached to my nipples. Nothing short of a bomb exploding was going to get me out of this situation. And it didn’t take long before I heard a different sound that I couldn’t place. It was a hum of sorts. I had no idea what he planned now. All I could do was wait for him to work his magic. Heaven or hell I was ready for it.
As I lay there I tried to relax as I listened to the new sound. But it didn’t take him long to let me know what he was up to. I felt the fast vibrations against my clit.
I shifted my hips as much as I possibly could; I tried to avoid contact with whatever he was using on me. But as I tried to escape it he slid the buzzing vibrator deep into my already wet pussy. It felt just huge inside me. My eyes were wide open against the darkness because I had never felt something so big inside me before. I felt so stretched. Yet I moaned in pleasure because it also felt so good.
As the buzzing continued his fingers found my still sensitive clit once more. Between his fingers pinching and his teeth nipping I was moaning over and over against the gag. My clit and pussy had never seen so much action at once time. It was a little new and shocking to me. I didn’t realize that a woman’s body could undergo so much pleasure.
His vibrator was now quickly forced in and out of my pussy repeatedly. It was like someone else had control over it. It had a mind of its own. It was fucking me repeatedly over and over, harder and harder. My mind was spinning out of control.
Yet again I could feel my body reacting to his touch. I knew he was going to make me cum. He knew that I didn’t want to. He knew that my body was already betraying me. My mind didn’t want this man’s touch. But my body told a very different story. I was wet for him. My hips moved to give him better access and I wiggled to enhance what I felt. What I wanted from him. And just as he predicted, in the end he would win. He was not only going to win the battle but also the war.
“Does my sweet little slut like what Daddy is doing to her?” he questioned me.
All I could do was whimper. The gag prevented me from answering. But I wanted to scream. I wanted to tell him to let me cum. I wanted him to know that I liked what I was feeling. I could feel my body climbing towards that desired climax.
The closer I got to that plateau the harder I was fucked with his toy. The harder he sucked on my clit. Then all of a sudden he stopped. He left the vibrator still buzzing deep in my dripping pussy. He removed his hands from my aching body.
I moaned, I whimpered, I wanted to cry. I screamed my frustration against the gag. I thrashed against the restraints that held me down. I didn’t know what I wanted or needed. But I knew I felt frustrated because I needed to feel that sexual release.
I felt Daddy’s lips against my ear. “Isn’t my princess happy?” He spoke softly. “Does this make you happy? You wanted me to stop touching you so intimately. Are you happy now that I have quit?” He ran his hand along the naked skin of my upper body. He fondled my tits with one hand, while his other spanned across my belly. “Do you like it when Daddy touches you?”
My mind was racing and I didn’t know how to respond to his questions. I wanted to shake my head no. But I couldn’t. I knew I had to say no. So he would stop violating me. Making him realize that he couldn’t keep me, and let me go back to my own world. But in the end, I lost against myself. I nodded my head yes.
I turned my head in shame as a tear slipped down my cheek. The blindfold hid this secret. But I knew that this man had opened up a whole new world to me.
3/14/2006 8:24 am
Well well well.....|
Blush, that was a wonderful story. I so enjoyed sitting in the corner and watching the tale unfold. So, what happens next?????
3/14/2006 10:09 am
You will just have to see what happens next.|
Yes I will be writing several more chapters to this tale.
3/15/2006 4:44 am
I'll be watching for the rest.
3/18/2006 8:53 pm
I commend you for your energy and creativity.|
9/5/2006 2:11 pm
Please finish the story...! I'm dying to know how it ends! Who it is that has demanded her, pleasured her!|