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 "Forced" Fantasy

   Edward was careful to wait until he heard the front door shut.  He
peeked out his window to make sure the car was driving down the street
before he left his room.  Then he grabbed his supplies and went to set up.
He only had a few minutes and this had to be perfect.

   The blinds had been shut for a couple of days so Sarah paid no attention
to the fact that they still were and easily missed the blanket over them
stopping any ray of light or peeping eye from getting in.  She walked in
the door, set down her coffee, and felt familiar arms reach around her. 
This wasn -(TM)t a hug, though...  she was pressed against his naked body
and it made her blood race as she began to wonder what was going on. 
-�Remember the safe word you picked ages ago?  -� she nodded in response,
-�Good.  Tell me what it is.  -� -�Broccoli.  -� He reminded himself of how
many times she had hinted that she wanted this type thing...  she had told
him over and over she had this fantasy.  He tightened his left arm around
her waist and let his right hand wander up to cup her breast through her
clothes and was encouraged by the way her body seemed to press against him
and push her boob harder into his hand at the same time.  He unbuttoned and
unzipped her pants slowly, gauging her reactions, making sure she still
wanted it once it was happening.  He slid his hand inside her pants, over
her panties slowly enjoying how soft they were.  Even knowing she was
turned on he wasn -(TM)t quite ready for how soaked she was.  -�Pull them
down, -� he instructed, not loosening his hold on her waist, -�but not off
and don -(TM)t try to take off your shoes.  -� -�Just my pants or panties,
too?  -� he could hear in her voice that she was trying not to sound overly
eager to comply.  It made him want to bend her over and fill her right
then. -�Both.  -� She wiggled her butt as she pulled her jeans and panties
down past her hips.  He bent forward with her as she pushed them past her
knees, pressing his hard cock up against her bare ass.  Her smell filled
the air.  Now that her feet were effectively tied together, it was time to
work on the rest of her.  He used his free hand to pull her shirt over her
head and behind her back, leaving her arms in her sleeves at the elbows. 
Then he let go of her waist long enough to slip both bra straps off her
shoulders and pull the bra itself off her breasts and down even with her
elbows, too.  Then he took two zip ties from the table and looped them
through each other around her wrists, being careful to leave them loose
enough that if she wanted to she could get out of them.  I am fulfilling a
fantasy, I am not a real predator.  he told himself as he took her
shoulders, turned her around and pushed her down on her knees.  He adjusted
her position so that her back was against the little half wall near the
table and his dick was right in front of her face.  Her knees were open and
her fingers were right in front of her wet pussy impatiently waiting to
play.  The look in her eyes was love and lust, not fear.  He took a half a
step back.  -�Take your first and ring finger and spread your wet lips
apart.  Now put your middle finger inside.  Good.  Hold it there until I
tell you to move it.  -� He positioned himself in front of her again and
said, -�Now suck it like a good little slut.  -� He propped himself against
the wall and started pumping as soon as her mouth opened.  He was careful
to push her just a little past comfortable without hitting her gag reflex.
Without her hand around his shaft, that took a little more concentration
than he thought it would.  He could feel her body moving with each thrust,
but she obediently kept her hand in place.  -�Do not cum.  -� He knew she
was getting close and that she wouldn -(TM)t be able to hold off for long.
Her hand was slightly out of time with her body -(TM)s movements which
meant her one finger was teasing and already aroused clit.  He could feel
her muscles tighten as she tried to comply with his command and stopped
moving just in time for her to almost orgasm.  He watched her silently
while her excitement faded slightly.  Her eyes were closed, but her face
read like an open book.  She was ready to do anything if he would just give
her what she needed.  She was consumed with the need to orgasm over and
over.  Edward wasn -(TM)t quite ready to let her.  He pulled her to her
feet and guided her over to the couch.  He moved a shirt and pulled the red
leather, fur-lined restraints out.  The long black ties dangled to the
ground.  He paused for a moment, holding them in front of her then removed
the zip ties and put one restraint on each wrist.  Once they were fastened,
knelt in front of her to suckle a nipple while he pulled her arms out of
her shirt one at a time and made sure the ties didn -(TM)t get tangled in
the shirt.  -�Unhook your bra, -� he told her without entirely letting go
of the nipple in his mouth.  She arched forward pressing into his face as
she reached for the hooks of her bra.  Once released, it fell quickly to
the floor between them.  He brushed it aside and pulled her to the floor
without letting go.  She wasn -(TM)t sure when in that movement he had
grabbed both ties, but the gentle tug on both her wrists told her that he
had.  When she was on the floor, he reached between her legs to feel for
himself that she was still as submitted to the fantasy as she thought she
would be.  She was so completely soaked that he reached for the towel he
had worn when he covered the windows and put it underneath her.  He played
for a minute with her clit, teasing and sucking her nipple.  She
immediately began to rock against his fingers.  Again he stopped short of
her orgasm.  He pulled the straps, crossing her arms in front of her body
and pressing her breasts together.  He leaned over to whisper in her ear.
-�You are my plaything.  -� He began to roll and pinch her nipple.  -�Admit
it.  -� -�I am your plaything.  -� -�And you will do anything you -(TM)re
told to do.  -� She nodded almost desperately.  He straddled her shoulders
and put his shaft between her boobs.  -�Suck my balls.  -� He wrapped the
ties around her legs so he could pull them both with one hand and keep her
wrists crossed in front of her and use his other hand to make sure her
breasts stayed tight around him as he began to take his boob job.  He
switched the ties to the same hand that held her boobs so he could use the
other for balance and was surprised that she became more energetic. 
Watching her exposed pussy squirm in front of him was too much, so he
decided to give her her first orgasm of the morning.  He put himself back
in her mouth and leaned over.  As soon as his tongue touched her he felt
her muscles tighten and try to pull away.  For a second, he thought she
didn -(TM)t like it.  Then he realized she was still very close to cumming.
He briefly considered making her do it without permission.  Her legs were
bent at the knees and spread wide from the ties of her wrist restraints,
inviting him.  -�Don -(TM)t pull away, -� he told her a little softer than
he meant to, -�You have to give me what I want, -� she nodded, -�and right
now I want to taste your cum.  -� He spread her lips so he could see her
clit and started sucking it enthusiastically while rubbing it with his
tongue, then began to alternate between sucking and licking.  Her hips
moved with him, the sounds she made vibrated as she sucked, then she let go
of him got louder as she came into his mouth.  Even though she bucked and
squirmed, he didn -(TM)t stop until her orgasm subsided.  He waited for a
moment to let her catch her breath and changed position.  He pulled her
arms up over her head and tied the straps in a slip knot around the leg of
the couch.  She was close enough that she could hold on to the leg of the
couch with her hands or pull out the knot if she needed to.  He pulled her
legs up and put them on one of his shoulders, then slipped just his head
inside of her and began to move slowly.  She tried to thrust against him to
pull more of him inside of her, but he wouldn -(TM)t allow it.  Yet.  He
removed her shoes, one at a time, and slipped her pants and panties off. 
More for effect than anything else, he put the restraints on her ankles,
too.  He braced himself on the couch and rode her hard through several more
orgasms.  When he had held his own orgasm off as long almost as long as he
could, he pulled out of her and paused for a moment with his head not quite
entering her ass.  -�Do you still remember your safe word?  -� he asked her
softly.  She nodded, unable to speak right then.  -�Do you need it?  -� he
asked, knowing that sometimes she didn -(TM)t want it there after cummking
so much.  She smiled and shook her head, no.  He slid in slowly, making
sure it wasn -(TM)t going to hurt and pulled a vibe out from under the
couch, releasing the slip not when he did.  He put the vibe in her hand and
pulled it down to hold it to her clit.  She continued to hold the leg of
the couch with her other hand.  Her boobs bounced with every thrust.  The
faster and harder he went, the more she responded obviously getting close
to another orgasm when she looked up at him and asked, -�Cum with me,
please!  -� Then he could feel her tighten as it started.  He complied with
her request and pulled out in time to cover her in cum.  She rolled over on
her side, still on the towel so she didn -(TM)t drip on the carpet.  He
used the shirt he had covered the restraints with to wipe off, then spooned
behind her.  -�Was it what you hoped for?  -� he asked softly, he mouth
almost overtop of her ear because he was propped on his elbow and leaning
forward.  She smiled and turned her head towards him a little, -�MMmmmm,
And then some.  If you enjoyed it half as much as I did, we may have to do
this more often.  -� -�I had planned to do so much more to you, but you
were so sexy cumming like that I just couldn -(TM)t stop.  -� He reached
over to take the first cuff off her wrist and she put her hand on his. 
-�We have all day.  Give me a nap and you can show me what else you had in
mind.  -�