Tied and Taken - Sex Stories

Tied and Taken

... from the wet bar in the living room with a glass of wine for himself and a blow job for me. He sat down on the sofa and I sat down beside him. He put his hand on my leg again but this time raised the hem of my dress a bit as he did. His fingers wrapped around so that they were touching my inner thigh. A chill ran through me. "I think this man knows who I am and still wants me," I thought. "So, what mutual interest do you think we might have?" he asked. "Do your earrings have any significance?" "Now what do I say?" I thought. Before I could answer, he ordered, "Put your wrists behind you." For whatever reason, I immediately, and without question, complied. As I did, I noticed that the position caused my breasts to protrude even further. I liked the way I looked. "You look very sexy that way," he said as he leaned over and kissed me. This time it was a deep, long kiss. I closed my eyes as I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I kept my wrists behind me. "You follow instructions well, Honey," he said. " "Let's see if that continues." Jim got up from the couch and returned with a pair of real handcuffs. "Here, put these on yourself," he ordered. "No, no. Behind your back." I took a deep breath and followed his order. I felt the cool steel and listened to the clicks as the cuffs closed around my wrists. His demeanor suddenly changed. He was not evil sounding but rather very much in control. "Now my little sissy slut, how does this feel? It does appear that we have interests in ...

... common. Let's see how much of a woman you really are." Jim grabbed me under the arms and lifted me off the couch. He pushed me down this long hallway and into what was obviously his bedroom. Without saying a word, he pushed me face down onto his bed. "Okay, Honey, I think I am going to get what I want and you are going to get what you have been fantasizing about. I haven't seen you around the club before, so I imagine this is your first time. I have done this with several girls but none like you." He must have been prepared because, before I realized what he was doing, he had taken some type of straps from under his bed, attached them to my ankles and pulled my legs apart. Next, he grabbed my forehead and pulled my head up. This caused my mouth to open. He quickly inserted a ball gag into it and strapped it tightly behind my head. I found myself with my wrist handcuffed behind me, my legs tied wide open and my mouth gagged. I felt my dress being lifted up over my bottom. I tried to say something but all that came out was a "mmmfff". I was the damsel in distress that I had fantasized about. How had I let myself get into the situation? What was going to happen to me next? "Now, let's get some of these other things off of that cute little butt. Sorry, but these scissors are going to ruin them." I could hear the scissors cutting through my undergarments. I felt the cool air on my now bare bottom. I felt my breasts pressing against his bed. "Oh my, you do have a cute little ass, Honey. ...