I lead you by hand into the bedroom, the black
blindfold robbing you of your vision. The sweet smell
of vanilla and gentle incense waft throughout the
room, dominating your heightened sense of smell. Small
flickers of light dance upon the edge of your vision,
perhaps permeating the blindfold, or maybe the
blindfold is not too all encompassing. My hands now
rest on your shoulders, and I slowly push you down
onto the bed. Not fighting, you let yourself be
lowered onto the bed.

I push your arms back over your head. You feel
something encirculating your right wrist, tight. After
a moment something tightens around your left wrist.
Both arms are suddenly pulled hard towards the top of
the bed, and then you cannot move them at all. Your
breath starts to pick up, and you can feel your
breasts heaving into the air as your chest expands for
air. Was this part of the deal?

Suddenly the weight on the bed shifts, and you can
feel something enclose your left ankle. Then your
right ankle gets tied, both legs can easily move
around. The bonds are not tight. Suddenly both bonds
start to tighten at once, but not towards the foot of
the bed as your arms were. Your legs are being forced
apart, pulled by the bonds. You fight back a bit. This
definitely was not part of the deal. You can feel
yourself being exposed, and sheer panties you have on
providing little protection. Your legs get stretched
quite far, maybe a bit uncomfortable, but not far
enough to cause pain. 

You can feel your underwear clingy very close to your
pussy, held by the moisture that has grown unbidden.
The excitement of the situation is starting to arouse
you immensely. You try to grind your hips, but the
movement is quite limited. You feel helpless. You
cannot see, cannot move and feel exposed for the world
to see.

Suddenly you feel cold metal at your waist, and a
quick snip sound fills the air. Your panties loosen
substantially. Then the cold metal reappears against
your skin on the other side. Another snip, and you
feel the panties being pulled away. The sudden influx
of cool air onto the wet lips of your pussy indicates
you are truly not open for the world to see. The cool
air starts to arouse you. Your juices start to flow,
leaking down between your ass cheeks.

You feel something warm on your lips, but not flesh.
You part your lips slightly, and a small ball of
something is forced in. Strawberry? Yes, that is it.
You start to chew a bit on the strawberry, and
swallow. The lack of movement and sight has heightened
your senses, and this strawberry tasted like none
before. You feel yourself transported to a lush green
field on a mountainside, wild strawberries covering
the ground. Lying on a blanket, with your lover
feeding your wild strawberries during a picnic.

Your senses are suddenly drawn back to your current
situation. You feel a light touch at your ankles,
moving along your calves. It is flesh, perhaps
slightly moist and pointy. You feel my tongue trailing
it, leaving a path of moisture and goose bumps as I
move up your body. Your pussy starts to ache and
yearn. Will it run through the slit, and touch your
clit? Would your pussy finally get some relief from
the craving?

Alas, no. The movements trail up the side of your
hips, and along your side. Your breath starts to get
ragged. The flesh and the tongue move along the sides
of your breasts, and across your neck. Suddenly you
feel the tip of the flesh poking at your lips. Banana!
You open your mouth in a little o shape and starting
sucking on it.  I let it slowly slide into your mouth
an inch or two, then start to pull it out. You
increase the pressure, and force your head forward as
much as the bonds allow, trying to get more into your
mouth. I relent, and let more of the banana goes into
your mouth. The sweet taste of the banana starts to
dominate your thoughts as your swirl your tongue
around it. As it reaches the back of your throat, it
gets pulled on again, attempting to leave.

You start to bob your head forwards and back, enjoying
both the taste if the banana, and the feeling of the
cock like shape moving in and out of your mouth. You
feel your hips grinding more as you make love to this
banana with your mouth.

Suddenly the banana is pulled out, and not replaced.
What is next? You feel my weight leave the bed, but
you cannot hear anything. Enya is playing in the
background. When did that start? Suddenly, my weight
is back on the bed. Your breath starts to get deeper,
anticipating what may be next. Suddenly something cold
and wet drips onto your neck, just below the chin.
Damn, not cold, freezing. The heat in your pussy is
suddenly forgotten about. Another drop, this time on
your belly button.

“Open your mouth, lets see your tongue.” I ask.

This is the first time I have spoken to you. Not a
question, not a request, but a firm order. You open
your mouth and stick the tip of your luscious tongue
out, anticipating the freezing water to fill your
mouth, dripping down from your tongue. Suddenly your
nipples shoot erect, with pain and pleasure. Through
the rapture coursing through your body, you feel an
ice cube placed on both nipples.

“Uhhh, ohhhhh” you cry, unable to constrain the cries
of pain and ecstasy.  Your nipples go out of control,
pulling taught, revealing just how much pleasure is
coursing through your body.  The ice is now starting
to melt, and cold rivulets of water are starting to
work their way down your breasts to either side. A
small pool starts to form in the deepest part of your
cleavage, but the coldest stream move to the outside
and start to run down the outside of your breasts and
onto your side, sending shivers throughout your body.

You then hear a little pop, and some liquid starts to
form on your belly button. You feel my tongue, licking
and sucking it up. A few small drops are now on your
breasts. I suck and lick your breasts repeatably.
Suddenly a few drops fall on your lower stomach, just
above your public hair. My tongue starts it cleanup
job, so close to your pussy. You start to thrust with
your hips, suddenly aware again of how open you are,
and how much attention your pussy is craving.

You then feel a small weight between your breasts,
long like a banana, but warm. Obviously my cock you
think as you feel something soft just behind it like
two balls in a sac. Liquid starts to pool between your
breasts, running off my cock. Whatever I poured on you
I know had poured on myself. You feel me move up, and
place a finger at your mouth. You greedily suck it in,
realizing it was red wine that I was using. You
lovingly make love to my finger, sucking on it.

I then remove my finger, and you feel me move up even
closer.  You keep your mouth open anticipating what is
next. My cock starts to enter your mouth, tasting of
red wine. You gently start to suck on it, reveling in
the taste, the texture and the fact you are finally in
control of something. You start to bob your head,
sucking, swirling your tongue, giving pleasure. You
move your hand, but the bonds hold it tight. You want
to move that hand down between your legs, and start
massaging your pussy and clit, but it is not allowed.
You start to moan in between sucks, thinking about the
last time we cybered on the computer and how you used
your fingers to produce a monstrous orgasm. You need
that feeling now! You have a glorious cock in your
mouth, but your other needs are unattended.

I then move away, and start kissing your mouth in
earnest. I lie down on you, kissing you. You feel the
head on my cock poking around between your legs, but
never quite touching your pussy or clit. I then start
to move down, running my tongue over your neck, your
breasts, and stomach. You feel my tongue on your pubic
hair, just above your slit.

“Yes, yes, please” you cry. My to your dismay I lift
my head slightly. You can feel my tongue just out of
the reach of your clit. As I move down the full length
of your slit I start to blow hard. As open as your
legs and pussy are, it almost as if something with
substance is doing the invading. Your juices flow even
more, your breath picks up …

My tongue continues down your thighs and calves. When
I reach your feet my tongue is replaced by something
impossibly light, dry and … feathery. Bordering on the
edge of tickling, I move the feather around your whole
body, breasts, sides, thighs, pubic hair, etc.

Then without warning you feel the tip of my tongue on
your slit. Pay dirt. I start to work it along the
inner lips of your pussy, spreading moisture and heat.
You feel the tip of my tongue on your clit. It is too
much. You feel waves starting to build in your pussy,
spreading to your stomach and head. A wave of heat and
ecstasy roll through your body.

“Uhhnnnnnn, god, I’m cumming ….” You scream. Your body
convulses and shakes, but is held tightly in place by
the bonds that are holding you. After what seem like a
minute the shudders and waves start to subside. You
then feel my full tongue strokes, starting so low
between your legs you think my tongue may be touching
your ass. Each stroke starts here and quickly moves
all the way up your pussy, finishing just after
stroking your clit. Again, and again. The heat becomes
unbearable.

“That is it, cum on my face, on my tongue” I request.

“Uhnn, no, no, Damn …. Yes …” you scream, the now
familiar waves of an orgasm starting. I keep working,
sticking my tongue up into your pushing, and put a
finger on your clit. Your body shudders, the bonds are
stretched to their maximum. You are squirming,
fighting as if the orgasm wants to leave your body.
You keep grinding your pussy into my face, demanding
more and more … You feel my cock on your leg, and my
hand around it. I’m stroking myself, too horny now to
care. I need release. But not yet.

My tongue suddenly leaves your warm nest, and you feel
a warm piece of rubber replace it. I place the dildo
at the head of your pussy and start to tease it.

“How does that feel?” I ask.

“Give it to me, please.” You beg.

“Stroke my cock for me, and I’ll give it to you. “ I
reply, with a grin you cannot see.

“You’ll have to untie me” you remark.

“Oh no, cannot to that. Do you want to squirm some
more?” I quip. You hear a click, then a buzz. Sudden
the action on your clit intensifies. It’s a vibrating
dildo. I move it up and down your slit, generating
mini orgasms every time it touches your clit. I then
put the head of the dildo at your opening. You thrust
your hips, but to no avail. Realizing I cannot take it
anymore, I start my move.

I move up on the bed, and mount you. I put the tip of
my cock on the top of your pussy. I start to move it
up and down the slit, over your clit, and your
opening. Finally I cannot stand it, and start pushing
the head of my cock into you. Your well-lubricated
pussy does not fight back, and accepts my cock. With
little effort the full I push the full 6 and a half
inches into you. Your legs, forced so far apart, start
quivering as I start to move in and out, pushing and
withdrawing. You become even wetter, feeling full.

“Is that what the little girl wants?” I ask.

“Yes” you reply.

I stop the movement. “Yes what?”

“Yes, I love you fucking me.” You reply.

“Do you love me fucking your mouth?” I ask.

“Yes, oh yes please. Will you fuck my mouth some
more?” You manage between breaths.

“Perhaps later. How does your pussy like me fucking
it?” I add.

“Yes, my pussy loves it. God I love it.” You reply.

“Fast, slow?” I ask.

“Fast, fuck fast. Please, fuck me hard. Use me. Take
me. My pussy is yours … please”. You beg.

I cannot help myself. I start to thrust hard, full
strokes. Our bodies are banging together, slapping,
wrapped in sweat and moisture. You try and move, but
are tied quite tight. The bonds have not loosened.

You feel me growing. I’m getting close, and so are
you. “Please, I want you in my mouth.” You ask.

“Are you close?” I reply.

“Yes”

“Good.” I start to fuck even harder, pushing you to
the limits. I reach down with a finger and start to
work on your clit.

“Yes” You say “Please,more. Gawd, fuck me. Yes harder
…. God, Oh fuck, please … yes. Uhnnnn Christ yes ………”

As your orgasm subsides, I remove myself from you, and
move up to your face. Your mouth opens, and I slide my
cock in.

“Umm” is about all you can manage as I stuff your
mouth with my cock. You work it in. As it is well
lubricated it slides in and out easy.

Suddenly one of your wrists is freed. “Play with
yourself baby, just like the last time on the computer
when I wrote that story for you.” I ask. You quickly
move your hand down to your pussy and start
masturbating.

Watching you play with your pussy is too much. As
well, now with one arm free your head has much more
room to move, and you are bobbing your head back and
forth with the full length on my cock in your mouth. I
feel myself getting closer. You can feel it too. My
cock is growing, getting ready to explode. You quicken
your movements, relishing the sweet taste of my silky
cock as it enters your mouth and fills it, and slowly
moves back out. You are getting close, and your hand
starts to work overtime, one finger on your clit and
two up your pussy, pushing at your G spot.

I start to let lose. I feel my cock expand and
contract as a jet of cum flows through it, shooting
into your waiting mouth. Again, and again, I start to
empty myself into you. You keep sucking, keep bobbing,
and start to have your own orgasms, your fingers
finishing the job.

I collapse on the bed, and slowly untie you. After the
blindfold is removed, you look into my eyes and say
“Well, what is next after that for an encore
performance?”

I smirk and say “This time I tied you down on your
back. Next time I am tying you down on your stomach …”