Message-ID: <15120eli$9809090615@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/15120.txt>
From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com
Subject: {MarArch}JDR"A New Tie"( M/F bd ds pett )[1/1]
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to <abuse@anon.nymserver.com>.
Path: qz!not-for-mail
Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam
Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Original-Message-ID: <6t4tut$eru$1@sparky.wolfe.net>
JOHN DARK REPOST
The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are
below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic
erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story
codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas
that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author
make any guarantee. You should be aware that the story might raise other
matters that you find distasteful. You read at your own risk.
The enjoyment of these reposts can be increased by reading the "Coming
Attractions," which includes the titles to be reposted in the next week.
These stories have not been written by the person posting them. Many of
those e-mail addresses below the author's byline still work. If you liked
the story, either drop the author a line at that e-mail address or post a
comment to alt.sex.stories.d. Please don't post it to alt.sex.stories
itself. Posting the comment with a Cc: to the author would be the best way
to encourage them to continue entertaining you.
The copyright of this story belongs to the author, and the fact of this
posting should not be construed as limiting or releasing these rights in
any way. In most cases, the author will have further notices of copyright
below. If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as
well.
=====================
Another of my one time stories... ADULT. Please let me know what you
think.
===========
"A New Tie"
MarArch
MarArch@ix.netcom.com
She didn't believe it, even as it was happening to her... of course,
the first few days had been an adventure, and had taken her to places she
had never before even dreamed of, but this... this was something totally
new to her....
She had been lying on the bed, naked and recovering from the long
afternoon's play... smiling to herself and enjoying the tingles that still
played throughout her body... then, it began. He came into the room, and
when she looked, she saw the long coils of rope in his hands. She smiled
broadly and groaned playfully, but as she started to roll over onto her
back, he merely shook his head and smiled down at her. She stopped, a bit
confused. Then he had bent over and gently taken her shoulder and given it
a light tug. She instantly obeyed the move and allowed herself to be
flipped over onto her stomach.
This was pleasant, of course, and she slipped her hands under her head
and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation... and the feeling as she felt
her left leg being lifted up from the knee down and the rope slipping
around it.... She was reveling in these wonderful games, and felt as if a
whole, untouched part of her was finally being fulfilled. She lowered her
left leg back to the mattress as she sensed him moving around the bottom of
the bed and she was already raising her right leg as he arrived to begin
tying the next rope to that ankle.
Then the odd part began. She started to lower her right leg, but he
held the rope for a long moment before finally letting it slide down to the
mattress and rest. Then she felt his hand slip under her head and pull her
right hand out moving it downwards, turning it so that it came to rest
against her back just above her ass...
She felt him lean over her and take her left hand from beneath her
head and move it down as well, until it lay crossed over the right wrist
behind her back. Now she felt the upper part of her body, unsupported,
pressing into the mattress, an odd sensation but the pressure it put on her
breasts was not unpleasant at all.
She had not, of course, moved to assist him, lest she anger him and
find herself in something like the hanging, delicious torment from the day
before.... nice as it turned out to be. She merely lay, passively, and
allowed him to slip another rope between her wrists and her spine, looping
in over several times until they were snugly held together behind her
back.
What next, she wondered, but not for long. For then she felt the rope
attached to her right ankle being lifted, pulling her leg up behind her
from the knee... and a moment later she felt the loose end of the leg rope
slipped under her bound wrists.
Oh my God, she realized, he's hogtying me...
And at that thought, her sex began to well up with moisture and
tingling that rolled outwards through her body and centered in her tender
nipples, pressed hard into the mattress beneath her now.
She felt the leg rope pulled gently but firmly until her wrists were
next to the inside of the right ankle, and it was as if her body was
beginning to become a loosely drawn bow, pulled slightly but not
uncomfortably upwards from the mattress.
Even as she was adjusting to this odd new sensation, she could sense
him moving to the other side of the bed and taking up the left ankle rope,
bending the leg upwards and slipping the end of the rope between her now
drawn and bound wrists. Then that rope too was gently but firmly pulled
until her left ankle was drawn inwards and it too almost came to rest
against her bound wrists.
She felt him kneel on the bed beside her and make some adjustments to
the ropes... loosing here, tightening there, until she was finally tied in
a balance... her arms pulled straight back behind her, suspended between
the ropes that pulled her ankles upwards to meet them, her body pulled
slightly back, not enough to be uncomfortable, but surely enough to make
her aware of her now absolute and total helplessness...
Then the real activity began.
She felt yet another rope slipped around her lower thigh, just above
where the calf pressed against it and tied securely.... and the sound of
the rope being dropped to the floor and kicked under the bed.... his light
footsteps as he moves around the foot of the bed and bent to pick it up,
and then the other end being slipped under her other thigh...
She felt her thighs being pulled outwards now, slowly, steadily,
opening her in an obscene and delicious way, until her entire body was
stretched like a taut bowstring... her thighs parted wide, her wrists and
ankles bound in a tight package behind her back.... she was totally
immobile now and more helpless than in any of their other games... not even
the certainly of feeling normal sense of weight.
"Now, my little slave" she heard him say in his deep, soothing tones
above her "we're going to play a little game. It's called.... rodeo cowboy.
It's really very simple. You are going to have to make yourself cum for
me...the exact number of times I specify. And that will be determined by
your answers to the following four questions. Are you ready?"
She could merely nod her head, too stunned to speak.
"Very good" he soothed. "Question one.... have you been enjoying our
little games this week-end?"
She nodded her head sharply.
"I see" he almost moaned... "Question two... Who does your body belong
to."
"Y...you." she managed to squeeze out with a rush of breath.
"You.... what?"
"You Master" she quickly amended...
She heard him tsk his tongue for a moment and knew she was in trouble.
"Question three... the next time you visit, who will be setting the
limits to our games..."
She hesitated for a long moment, but finally the rush of throbbing in
her sex and her nipples, the drawn pulling of her entire helpless body
virtually ripped from her in a rush of breath... "You Master".
"Very good" he cooed. "And question four.... do you want your score on
the survey to become the highest in the room?"
"Oh yes Master" she moaned and felt her sex contract, straining for
stimulation....
"Very, very good" he said. "In that case, I will release you when you
have come.... four times..."
She was about to ask him how she would be able to accomplish that, her
clit, though sensitive was not able to grind against the mattress enough to
provide her with release in this tight binding.... But then she heard him
move across the room and in a moment return and felt him kneeling on the
bed beside her....
"And just to make it really interesting" he said, I'm going to give
you a help and a hindrance... which would you like first?"
"The help" she whispered, almost desperately "please, help me,
master."
"Very well" he said, and the felt the cold touch of the devil pressed
against her sex, and slowly inserted into her, one torturous inch at a
time, until it was fully seated deep in her sex.... Now she could grind her
hips just enough to feel it moving slightly inside her and she was about to
try and establish a rhythm, when she felt the other vibrator, the thin,
shorter one, pressed against her ass and slipped slowly into her as
well....
She moaned loudly as the sensation of being completely filled welled
through her, and her hips began a tiny rolling to move the toys inside her.
Then, suddenly, the vibrator in her ass leapt to life, followed a
moment later by the devil, and now her trapped, taut body was assaulted by
the waves of sensation, her hips moving in sharp, tiny thrusts against the
mattress.
"Do not cum yet, little slave" she heard him say and she moaned,
desperate to obtain the release. Then she felt the butterfly slipped
beneath her, spreading her naked lips and pressing against her clit, and in
a moment, it too was alive with shuddering motions against her. Her entire
body tensed with the rush, her head drawing up and back, a loud, almost
startled moan escaping her lips...
"And now, the hindrance"
And then she felt the first drops of the hot wax against her ass, just
over the nexus of her wrists and ankles... It stung and swelled through
her, and almost instinctively drove her hips down, hard, against the
butterfly, causing the vibrators inside her to brush her inner walls.
She felt a sob of pure pleasure well up and burst from her lips, her
mind exploding with the rush of unspeakable feelings that now conquered her
rational thought.
"Now, slave, you may start cumming"...
And as if well trained, she exploded, more intensely than ever in her
life before... the combination of the new position, the new torments, the
drowning sensations overwhelmed her and she cried out as if dying, as the
wave tore through her body and escaped from her mouth in a screaming rush
of pure cumming.
And even before that wave had rolled completely away, the next struck,
deeper, longer and more intense.
"OH GOD, MASTER" she wailed, her voice disbelieving "OH GOD! I'M
CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD! OOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!"
And the sensations rolled through every part of her and tore her to
shreds, reassembled her and tore her again....
And even as that wave began to ebb, she felt his hand between her
legs, taking the end of the devil and slowly beginning to turn it deep
inside her... and the third cumming ripped through her.
Now she was beyond words, merely wailing and sobbing like an animal,
her entire body twitching, pulling on the tight bonds...
And even as that began to drift down she felt the devil being slowly
drawn from her and then pressed, firmly, back in, deeper than it had ever
been, and the fourth cumming exploded inside her.... making the first three
feel like mere heralds of it's intensity...
And even as she was torn apart by it, she could feel the slip knots on
her ankles pulled and her legs dropped to the mattress, her bound wrists
falling against her back and her entire body sagging down, pressing her
face into the cool sheets.
She lay there sobbing in pure ecstasy, and from somewhere in the
little portion of her mind that remained she though about what she had just
said, how she had answered his questions.... and she thought to herself...
with a tiny inner smile... "Oh shit... I'm in trouble now..."
The End
To each his own.... (Yeah, I know it's trite. Sorry.)
===========
"A New Tie"
MarArch
-30-
--
+----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+
| <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> |
| Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |
<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>