A little fantasy of mine.... - Sex Stories

A little fantasy of mine....

Chapter 2 Sayuna could hear the distant murmur of conversation and music becoming more muted as she was carried deeper into the mansion. Still slightly breathless from her experience at the balcony, she felt the front of her gown slip to the side, leaving her legs exposed all the way up to the hip and still moist pussy bare for him to see. Blind folded, hand cuffed, and carried with his arms around her back and behind her knees, all she could do was to wait in anticipation as to what was to come. Sayuna could feel a wall brush against her shoulder as she heard the sounds of a heavy set lock being turned. A door opened, and then some jostling as he took a few steps up. A door closed and the sensation of being in a vault came over Sayuna, the air was still, and the sounds of distant conversation totally cut off. All she could hear was the sound of their breathing as he ascended a spiral stone staircase. There was a pause, then another door being opened. The door opened into a large square room, a fireplace was set at the left end, with a wooden four posted bed set opposite on the right end. Facing the door was a full length walk in wardrobe spanning the entire length of the wall. A strong wooden beam spanned across the square room, and along the center a pulley was attached, where a thick static black rope dangled above the center of the room, ending with a steel screw-gate karabiner clipped into a figure-of eight loop. The other end of the nylon rope was tied off on an anchor ...

... near the door. As he carried over the threshold towards the center of the room, Sayuna could hear the sounds of a crackling fire and felt the warmth in the air. “Okay, on your feet now”, he ordered, as he slowly lowered her feet first on to the polished stone floor. Finding her balance, Sayuna stood up in her strappy high heels, her cuffed hands u*********sly and blindly reaching for the front of her gown. Sayuna, let out a quite chuckle, thinking how ironic it was that she still tried to keep decency after sexually surrendering herself to this man she had only met a week ago. Her thoughts were interrupted as he gripped her bound wrists and pulled them above her head. Blinded by the eye mask, all Sayuna could feel was the fur lining of the hand cuffs pressing against her wrists as the short chain linking the cuffs was clipped into the steel karabiner. An audible click as the spring loaded gate shut over the cuff chain, and the gate was screwed shut. Sayuna was again bound and helpless in front him. He moved over to where the rope was anchored and started to pull in the slack. Her breathing became shallow and rapid again as she felt her wrists being pulled upwards. The tugging pressure f***ed her to straighten her arms until she was standing straight and taut. Seeing her arms stretched above her head and unable to move except for tiny steps on her high heels to keep balance, he tied off the rope to the anchor and silently walked over to the wardrobe. Opening up a large display ...