Cut Loose Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

Cut Loose Ch. 3

“Can I take my blindfold off now?” I question as I feel the car come to a complete stop,

“No, not yet,” she answers, turning the car off and taking off her seatbelt, “Like I said, you’re gonna have to be patient, ok?”

“Ugh, fine.”

“Good boy.”

She steps out of her car and guides me into the house. We pass by what I can only gauge is the living room, the kitchen, and finally her room. I gotta admit, this is kinda annoying. I like kinks as much as the next guy, but can’t we just normalize keeping them in the bedroom? Why do I have to be blindfolded now?

She lays me down onto a bed and I’m struck with euphoria because now I get to see her and we can have some fun in her home. I’ve never actually seen her place before, so this’ll be a bit of an experience. But to my surprise, she doesn’t take off the blindfold. Instead, I feel her take off my shirt and grab my left wrist before hearing the familiar sound of handcuffs being applied to something.

“Oooh, so you’re even dirtier than I thought,” I say, admittedly enthusiastic at the thought of what’s next,

“What, you expected me to be a frail little damsel who just likes a bit of anal?” she responds, locking my wrist to the handcuffs before doing the same to my right wrist, “The dirtier it gets, the more fun the deed is.”

“Truer words have never been spoken. Speaking of anal, though, I’ll thank you to stay away from there.”

She giggles before giving me a peck on my cheek and saying,

“We’ll ...

... see.”

That’s a bit intimidating. Once she locks me in place, there’s a moment of stillness. I just feel her dragging her fingers from my left arm all the way to my chest, lightly humming in delight as she toys with my body.

“So yummy,” she purrs, “To think I had such a pervert ogling me for so long. And you didn’t do anything for eons until you got drunk. What took you so long, baby? Was auntie too...hot for you? Yeah? Was that it? Was I just so hot that you were too intimidated?”

“That’s a possibility,” I reply, loving the tone of her voice,

“Mmm~...Well, let’s tend to that issue, shall we?”

Before I can question what she means by that, I feel her stand up from the bed and head out the door. What could she possibly be thinking? The anticipation is killing me. Before my imagination can get too wild, though, I hear her step back inside and place something on the nightstand. She giggles again before walking to the foot of the bed, dragging her fingers along my body in the process and hooking her fingers onto my pants. She pulls them down along with my briefs, completely exposing me. Oh, fuck, I can’t wait for this!

“You’re really gonna like this,” she whispers.

I brace myself for whatever it is she’s planning. I have no doubt in my mind that she’s right. But right as I have that thought, I feel a damn near freezing sensation on my stomach, taking me completely off guard. I instinctively jolt at the sudden feeling of the chilling object being applied to my body, earning ...