When I entered the bedroom I found her with her pants down and trying to kick them off her ankles. She had light purple panties on and her sweater was still on. She had a flustered look on her face and was struggling with her pants. I grabbed one end of them and gave them a yank and they came off without a hitch.
"Thanks," she said and looked around and sort of tugged at the hem of her sweater as she tried to figure out how to get it past the shackled hand. I sat on the edge of the bed and took off my boots and pants.
"Who, wait a minute big fella, you may be taking me in but you sure as hell ain't gonna fuck me." There was a hard edge to her voice and she sounded as if she could back up her implied threat.
"Don't you worry," I said, "your virginity is safe with me." And I took off my shirt and peeled back the covers on the bed.
"Wait a minute bucko," she was getting loud and scared, "This ain't right, you can't do this."
"Relax," I told her, "either you hang like that all night long or, I chain you to my wrist and you lie down. What would you rather have?"
She was considering hanging all night long, I could tell. She was processing a thousand different ways to avoid this, but in the end she said, "OK, But I swear to God, If you touch me, you'll never piss straight again. Got it?"
"I got it," I said wearily. I undid the cuffs and she rubbed her wrist.
"Now," I said, "if you want to sleep in your sweater, be my guest, if not, remove it now and I'll cuff you and well get some sleep."
She took her time considering what I said and let out an exasperated sigh and took the sweater off. Seeing her in her panties and nothing else was something straight out of Playboy. She may have been in her early forties, but she took great care of herself and it showed.
"Go ahead and look, buster, 'cause that's all you're gonna get.." She said it with a hard edge.
I snapped a cuff on her wrist and one on mine, and then I took the key and threaded it through the hair ties and wrapped it around my ankle. Should she make for the key, she would have to pull my upper body to it and that would certainly wake me up. I took a look around to see if there was anything she could smack me in the head with and decided she was weapon free.
"OK, ok, now get under the covers and go to sleep."
She slumped under the covers and tried to roll over, but the steel umbilical cord that attached us would not let her. Clearly exasperated she flopped on her back and let out a resigned sigh. Then she pulled the covers up to her chin, glanced in my direction with daggers in her eyes and turned her head away. I lay still and listened to her breathing. When her breathing leveled out I knew she was asleep and I shut my eyes and forced myself to relax enough to get a couple of hours of shut eye.
I felt the tug on my wrist before I was awake and knew she was making a try for the key. I snapped at her extended arm as she was pulling back the blankets to expose my ankle with the key around it..
"Fuck," she snorted, "what are you, one of those goons who sleep with one eye open all the time?"
I slapped her with my free hand across her face with a loud smack. Her head recoiled and she let out a startled squeal and then she looked at me with fear in her eyes as her cheek reddened. A single solitary tear slowly made its way down her bruised cheek and she was afraid to move a muscle. Her mouth was part way open and she was exposed to her waist, he ample breasts hanging free. It may have been chilly in the room because her nipples were hard as rocks pointing straight out, but, the temperature was close to seventy five in there and I knew something else was going on.
Something inside of me snapped. I knew I was going to take her and take her hard and rough and I was going to do it right now. I felt my blood boiling inside of me and it had nothing to do with sex but with dominating her. Making her submit to my will, humiliating her and degrading her I felt an animal urge to devour her. All of my muscles tensed and I was lost in the same blood lust it takes to wipe out an entire Vietnamese village during the war. It must have showed on my face because she uttered two words barley audible, a whisper, a plea, a request for mercy, "please don't".
I yanked her with me as I retrieved the second pair of hand cuffs and then dragged her back to the bed. I cuffed both of her wrists together and then undid the cuffs that bound us and again attached her to the vent overhead. She was scared and she was shaking all over.
"What the fuck are you gonna do with me?"
I slapped her again, "shut up". Then I went to look for something to tape her mouth shut. I found a roll of duct tape in the kitchen and peeled off a portion and plastered it across her mouth. Her eyes were wide and her sweat smells of fear. She is kneeling on the bed and to avoid being kicked I tape her ankles together with the duct tape. For a moment I watch her squirm and wiggle trying helplessly to extricate herself from her dilemma, but it is no use, I have her now. I grab her tits and squeeze them hard and suck on one of the nipples. She tries to knee me but I easily side step her and slap her across her face once again.
"Try that again and I'll really hurt you," I tell her calmly almost disinterested.
Her nipples are hard and I suck and bite on them as she writhes in her bounds. I place my hand on her panties over her pussy and rub her, using my other hand on her ass to push her into my hand. I find the vertical slit of her pussy beneath the cloth and run my fingers along its length. I can feel her clitoris and I give it special attention. She is not at all into this and is twisting and contorting her body to try and pull away from me, but I am persistent and I keep at it. I feel a slight dampness in the fabric and I decide it's time to pull her panties down to her knees. Exposed, I have a better view of my work ahead of me. She is making muffled cries, pleading for me to stop, but it falls on deaf ears.
I spread her labia wide and begin to lap at her clit and she is still twisting and turning trying to avoid me, but soon, she settles down and allows me to lick and suck her clit. I use my fingers to probe inside of her as I rub and suck her. I lightly slap her ass and she moans a little, and I think she is enjoying this on some level. I work on her as her breathing increases in rate and I can see the rise and fall of her breast, nipples sharp and pointed, I pinch first one and then the other. Then I suck on her clit and she begins to part her knees for me, offering her body to me. I use one hand on her ass and begin to insert a finger into her ass as I use two fingers inside of her pussy while I lick her clit. She is moaning breathing hard and I can tell she will climax soon. I bring her to just about that point and then I stop everything and step away.
I see her eyes pleading with me. She wants me to continue.
"If I take off the duct tape will you be a good girl?"
She nods her head vigorously. I take an end of the tape and strip it off quickly and her head snaps from side to side as I do. I gaze at the beauty of her body and the glistening of her sweat. She looks as if she has been oiled and the light in the room shines off the moisture on her body. She is glowing.
"Oh God, If you let me down I'll do anything you want. Just please let me down."
"I like you like this," I tell her, "you look so beautiful tied up like that."
"Your tongue felt so nice on me I want to do the same for you. Wouldn't you like me to suck your dick?"
"If you're a good girl, perhaps I'll let you do that. But only if you swallow."
"Anything you want, really, I'll do anything you want."
"All right then, let's see about that."
I fetched an empty bottle from the kitchen and gave it a quick rinse and dried it. When I returned, she looked at the bottle and asked, "What are you going to do with that?"
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