ONE HOUR (2) (Part 5), a short story by Sun Tzu. Date added: 2012-07-14. Times viewed: 2608.
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- Intro: Fun & Games with my New Corporate Girl Friend
ONE HOUR 2
"So how can I help you miss?"
"Jilly, just Jilly."
"Very well, how can I help you Jilly."
"Well, I don't really know where to start."
"Why not start at the beginning."
"Ok, but this may take a while."
"That's quite alright."
"Well, its my boy friend..."
"We met up again some months back. Until that moment we'd had what I can describe as a very casual relationship, we saw each other once in a while if you know what I mean - it was great, no demands, no expectations and..."
"And - the sex was amazing! I mean that - we just clicked - he made me feel so desired, so sexy and desirable, the sort of thing a woman wants to feel and I was just blown away with how fulfilling sex could be! It was - a revelation!"
"Why was that?"
"Well, I'd never had sex like it before."
"Like what Jilly?"
"Like - being with someone who focused upon my needs - many, I didn't even realise existed. That's one of the main reasons I got divorced, my ex husband was such a selfish man - sex was climb on then roll off and me feeling very unsatisfied, just something to screw once in a while."
"We hadn't seen each other in while, I'd been focusing on my career and had finally gained a major promotion I felt I had arrived - but..."
"It felt so hollow. I had this great job and an even better future but, I had no one to share it with. So one evening I sent him a text to see if he was free, we met for meal and..."
"It just took off. I hadn't seen him in months we went back to his flat and it really started from there."
You see I'm no prude but I wasn't what you'd would call experienced either. I'd had a few lovers prior to getting married and certainly after but none fulfilled me in the way he does.
We'd had an amazing night of sex - it was a mutual blowing of minds - it started with who could make the other come the fastest - I won! I couldn't help but find myself excited by this, he was just so relaxed so free with his thoughts and desires. He'd tell me what he imagined about me, what I was wearing, the perfume I wore and how it made him feel - and how his body reacted - literally. It was such a turn on. No man had ever talked to me like this before or showed me what I did to them. I just never thought it possible that a man could see me in that way. Then the following morning I was getting dressed to go home - I had stacks of work to do. The next minute I knew he grabbed me, it was firm but gentle and before I knew what was happening I was tied to the bed!
I was gagged and my arms were tied to the metal head frame he stood smiling at his handy work and gloating at my helplessness, then he opened my legs and secured them, I couldn't move. I could tell he was aroused! He sat on the bed and opened his dressing gown. Oh my god he was so hard! He whispered in my ear how much he wanted to have me tied up, just like in his dream. I have to confess when he had told me about his dream it turned me on. And now tied to the bed, I felt a wetness between my legs this surprised me. Truth to tell I didn't really know quite how I felt at that moment.
Conflicted! Yes very conflicted. I was aroused at being tied up and yet I was appalled at the same time I admonsihed myself for such feelings but couldn't help myself. Plus I had to get home to finish my paperwork for the morning meeting.
I told him to let me go through the gag but he feined not understanding me. I tugged at the ropes but they held me firm I was helpless! Then he whsipered in my ear, it was gentle but at the same time a little disturbing, I felt a chill down my spine as he told me I was being held for ransom. But not money! No. I was to be the ransom.
He sat astreide me and removed the gag he then open his dressing gown and stroked my lips with the tip of his iron bar cock. Then he gently forced it into my mouth ordering me to open up. I did as instraucted and he started to slowly move his hips and fucked my mouth! I'd never experienced that before - not like that anyhow. His cock was big but the surprise was the girth it was wide and I had a job taking it. He whsipered I was to 'take it, take it all' as he fucked my mouth. I felt myself become so wet, so aroused. He told me he was replacing one gag for another, making me suck it, lick it! 'Take it, take it all,' he whispered over and over. Then he started to stroke my slit with his fingers. First the outer lips with the fingertips then he palmed me up and down at first, then circles. I almost came on that alone it was so intense. Then he probes between the folds and gently brushes my clit while at the same time sucking and flicking my nipples with his tongue. It hit me hard! How many times? I really don't know. I only know that it was amazing!
When I got home I was still feeling the combined after shocks of the night. But most of all... most of all it was playfulness, the mutual fun and being tied up like that!
I never imagined I could become so wet. He whispered that I was his 'captive corporate lady fuck toy.' I can't describe what that did to me. My promotion excited him, he loved the idea of me being this powerful woman executive it really fired his fantasies and if the truth be known - mine too Later I realised that he wasn't the only one with a bondage fetish. Being tied up like that had affected me in ways I'd never imagined possible.
"Did this realisation disturb you?"
"It did, but only briefly and it wasn't something we did a lot of, every time we met we did something different."
"Variety is the spice of life."
"Yes it is. And we certainly did some unexpected things."
"Well, the other week I was at his flat..."
He was making coffee and I was browsing his library, I knew he liked to read and had quite a diverse collection but I was drawn to one book in particular 'The Collector' by John Fowles, I recognised the title, I'd seen the film, it was about a man who has a fixation on a young woman, he is obsessed by her and eventually kidnaps and holds her captive; only, once he has her he's too repressed to do anything. I mentioned the in passing as he brought the coffee in and jokingly asked if this was one of his dark fantasies? He grinned and said that it was indeed except, that he most certainly would not be as repressed as that saddo in the book (and film) he would have taken advantage of the his captive. I couldn't help but feel aroused by that comment.
All was blackness I couldn't see a thing the blindfold was so tight. My arms were bound tightly behind my back the ropes bit into my wrists. My ankles were also tightly bound and the thick cloth gag in my mouth was making me dribble. I had no idea where I was except it was some sort of room, it smelt a bit damp which mixed with the mustyness of the mattress upon which I had been unceremoniously deposited. I lay quiet focussing on my breathing trying hard not to panic. Then I heard the squeaking and opening of the door followed by footsteps. I sensed his presence and felt my heart race. I felt his hands run gently over my body, one brushed across my right breast which made me shiver. He giggled then whispered that the gag was going to be removed and I was not to make a sound, did I understand? I nodded and felt the relief as the thick wad was removed, my jaw ached. He told me to drink and I felt the tip of a straw brush my lips. I did as instructed sucking the straw and felt the relief of iced water in my mouth. When I was finished he again told me not to speak, I nodded. His voice was a soft whisper as it told me why I was here. 'I have chosen you.' It said matter of factly. That is why you are here, do you understand?' I nodded, not sure how react or what was to follow.
To be cont...
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