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"Wait 'til you get your hands free? Whatever makes you think that's gonna happen?"

He bent over and kissed her.

"Nope, what's gonna happen is I'm gonna make sure that you can't get away and then I'm gonna see just how much resistance you've got."

"Hmm I can be stubborn. It might depend on your... interrogation techniques." She joked and mock-struggled as he tied her ankles to the bed. Her hands pressed underneath her. She was at his mercy.
"How does this feel?"

"A little loose. You wouldn't want me slipping away would you?"
 
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"Hmm I can be stubborn. It might depend on your... interrogation techniques." She joked and mock-struggled as he tied her ankles to the bed. Her hands pressed underneath her. She was at his mercy.


"A little loose. You wouldn't want me slipping away would you?"

"Well I might," grinned Bob, "But I don't want you to lose feeling anywhere!"

Moving up the bed, he tied Claire's hands to the top of the bed so she was now spread-eagled.

He stood up and looked at her. Beautiful and vunerable, wearing only stockings.

"So, I'm off downstairs for something to eat."

He turned at the door and winked at her.

"Call me if you need me!"
 
"Hey." She barked playfully.

"Don't you dare leave me alone up here. Y'know someone could break in and take advantage of the situation." She joked knowing that would be the most impossibly lucky occurence ever for a thief to walk in on a tied down woman. She did it more to guilt Bob into staying.

"You walk out that door and I swear you're in sooooo much trouble mister." She added her hopeless threat countered by her struggling in her restraints.
 
Bob didn't reply. He knew exactly what he was after to eat and it wasn't food. Still they might as well both have some fun.

He collected the chocolate cream pie and syrup that Claire had brought and another bottle of champagne and the squirty cream from the fridge.

He walked back up to the bedroom and paused in the doorway.

Claire was sillhouetted on the bed, her slim figure sprawled across the black satin sheets.

"So, am I still in trouble?"
 
"Mmmm. More than you can imagine." She licked her lips. It seemed he had all the same ideas she had. They were perfect for each other. He was everything she could ever want in a man.

"You didn't bring any plates up." She joked knowing she was going to be his plate.
 
"Oh I knew I'd forgotten something," he laughed.

"Got any ideas what we could use?"
 
Claire looked down over her body.

"I'd say we could use you but I'm tied up. I suppose you'll have to make due with something in the room." She loved the playful banter and teasing between the two of them. Each of them wanted to skip past it right to the fucking, but the tease made it so much better. The build up excruciatingly slow but the pay off would be worth it.
 
"Well, why don't I feed you?"

Bob sat on the edge of the bed and took a spoonfull of the chocolate pie.

"Here you are," he said putting the spoon to Claire's lips. "Open wide."

While she was eating the first spoonful he took another and "dropped" it on his pants.

"Oh hell," he said in mock annoyance. "Look what I've just done. I'd better take these off before I get any more on them."

Bob peeled his shirt over his head and then stood with his hand on his zip, ready.

"Close your eyes now. Don't want you getting any ideas!"

As he lowered the zip his engorged manhood burst free - he'd dressed commando for the evening.

"No peeking!"
 
She took in the food with a low moan of delight and as per his orders kept her eyes shut except for slits as she watched him pull out his manhood. Her heart was beating fast, she was excited and very turned on. Looking closely one could see it in how her stomach muscles contracted, her pussy just begging to be entered as her legs were spread.

"I'm not looking." She lied.
 
Bob knew she was looking and liked that. He wanted her to see just how aroused he was. Apart from the chocolate there was a large wet patch on the front of his pants where his precum had soaked through.

"OK more food."

Bob took another spoonful and this time managed to drop it on her breast.

"Oh look I've done it again. I'd better tidy that up." He put the cake down and straddled her, bending forward to lick lick it off.

He could feel the heat from her belly against him as he swirled his tongue around her nipple, licking the chocolate from her.
 
Her body retracted and tensed from the cold ice cream landing on her breast, his warm tongue countered it though and she arched her back towards him.

"Mmmm." She moaned.

"Clumsy man." She joked, watching him lick and suck on her nipple. She didn't know if she'd last or not, he'd turned her on so much she was wet before he even set finger inside her.
 
Bob licked the ice cream from Claire's nipple and continued down her belly.
Whatever the plan had been he wanted her now.

He could sense her arousal and ran his tongue lower towards her slot, dipping it into her wetness, pushing it into her.
 
"Mmmmmm." She purred as his tongue probed ever downwards. She didn't want pretense, she couldn't wait.

"Please. Bob. Now." She whispered, her longing for him captured in her eyes.
 
Bob didn't need Claire to ask him, he wanted her now and was ready to take her.

He placed the swollen head of his member against her opening and pressed inward, feeling her heat and wetness, her sexual arousal lubricating his entry.

Bob's arms were fully extended taking his weight so that he could watch her reaction to him pushing remorselessly into until his full length was in her.

He had a powerful sense of owning her, of dominion over her as he started his rhythm, slowly at first and then driving into her, thrusting harder and harder, their eyes locked together.

He was pumping so hard that if her ankles hadn't been tied down he would have moved her bodily up the bed with the violence of his lovemaking.

She was unable to resist him and he wanted to take her, to have her.
 
It took little prompting for Bob to push himself into her. He forced his cock deep in her making sure she felt it before pulling out and thrusting back in. He picked up speed, he began pounding her at an incredible pace. It hurt but felt good, her orgasm near already. She screamed as he went fully into her. The look on his face, he liked seeing her under his control. She could see the lust for more power in his eyes. How he wanted to control her, in turn she liked being controlled. To be dominated, even degraded for his sexual pleasure was her fantasy. To make him feel that control, that power over her. She grunted and moaned as he pounded her with no pity.
 
Adam Marks
6'4" 215 lbs stays fit with mixed martial arts. Brown hair, piercing blue eyes.
35 y/o Police Officer recently moved here from Little Rock to assume command of the Detective Division. No uniform! Wears jeans and tight shirts to work.
He left his last job after being accused of arranging hotel visits for the Governor and being involved in a few cases of blackmail for sexual favors.
Adam likes to be in control.

He sat at his new desk looking at the on-going investigation files. The file tag said "Hub"
1)Husband reported missing by wife Claire. Signs of domestic abuse noted when interviewed, Recent facial trauma, states that she fell. Neighbor, Bob, seems overly interested in case. (Person of Interest)
2) Car found 200 miles away in an area of known prostitution. Man's suit jacket found in back seat. Yellow section of phone book found in pocket near by listing massage services. Car seat position questionable for such a tall man.
No signs of anyone ever seeing "Hub" in area."
3)Other neighbors interviewed: report Bob being around a lot more now, than before. Confirm suspicious bruises on wife and always make excuses of falls.

Needs further investigation.


Adam thought. (Hmmm looks like it could be a fun case to investigate tomorrow, but I will drive by there tonight on the way home.)

Adam pulled up in front of the houses and scribbled in his notepad. No lights noted in Claire's house. Bob's house appears to be lit with candle light. Activity noted in bedroom. Man of suspect carrying golf clubs and knocking on door. Small remote camera noted in tree.
 
Bob looked at Claire as he pounded her, thrusting his cock into her, using her.

There was a defiance in her eyes, a look of 'use me if you dare'.

He had learned over the last few days that he was deeply in love with her but he still had a need to dominate her, a desire to debase her, to dominate her.

He was in control of himself, his orgasm close but at his choosing.

He looked at her again, a fire in both their eyes.

"Ready?"

She nodded. He knew she was on the edge, ready to cum.

"Now."

It was a command for Claire to let go, to release her orgasm and as she did he withdrew from her and ejaculated over her, across her breasts, in her hair, on her face, even in her open mouth.
 
Claire nodded at his command and gave in to her orgasm. She let out a loud moan and when she did so his cum sprayed up across her chest into her mouth, on her face and hair. She obediently licked her lips and swallowed his juices while her own fllowed out, her body writhing from pleasure. She looked up at him with desire with the obedience he was seeking from her.

"Kiss me. Please?" She asked hoping he'd oblige her. Half hoping he wouldn't. The feeling of being controlled, it had become a turn on and Bob was pushing every right button. She wanted him and would do anything to have him.
 
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Adam opened the trunk of his car and pulled out a tracking device for wireless equipment. He followed the signal backwards to the home of a Ms. Sierra Anker. Adam wrote down the address. He would come back and question them tomorrow. Adam had plans for the night. He was going to head to a local strip club and pick up a stripper to abuse for the night.
 
Bob looked at Claire, coverd in his cum.
He was still full of sexual fire for her, still wanting her and still full of surprises.

"Kiss me. Please?"

Grabbing Claire by her hips he lifted her pussy to his mouth.
Her clit was still engorged from her orgasm and he sucked it hard, swirling his tongue around it.

He knew how sensitive her clit would be but he wanted her to feel the mixture of pain and pleasure that would come from from his mouth on her swollen bud.

Her juices were still thin from her orgasm but he wanted more, wanted her to scream with his attack on the sensitivity of her clit and the pleasure of another orgasm.

More than anything he wanted the taste of her cum in his mouth.
 
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Joseph was beating his meat and the beeping alarm on the monitor broke his rhythm.

!!!Wireless intusion!!! flashing right over the hot little pussy he was watching on one of his favourite Teenage Coed Upskirt cam sites.

Why the fuck did something always happen when he was on the verge of cumming?

He switched screens. There was a guy by the open trunk of his car holding what looked like a model plane remote, sweeping the aerial until he stopped with it pointing at Joseph's house.

'Gotcha you creep' smiled Joseph. He checked the record status of the tree cam. It was on and with the new 350Gb external drive he'd just charged to his mom's credit card there was no shortage of storage.

Even so Joseph knew it was wise to take precautions.
He switched to the vid file on his computer's hard drive.
"Audubon Society - how to observe and record bird behaviour in your neighborhod".

That would do.
 
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Adam wasn't at the local strip club for 5 minutes when he spotted what he was looking for; a guy handing a red headed stripper a little bag and her handing him some folded up money back. Adam took a picture of the transaction with his camera phone. (He looked towards the guy. and thought I will deal with you later!)

Adam followed the redhead back towards the dressing room. A beefy bouncer tried to stop him, but he had his badge ready. The guy backed off and pushed a button on the wall. All the lights in the dressing area started flashing. "Damn, You! Now I am going to have to work." Adam gave the bouncer a punch to the throat and took off in the back. Toilets were flushing and girls were running out the back door. Red was one of the ones he saw running. Adam started running after her.
 
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Dr. Charles Habib

Skylla said:
Sky could see that the guy was horny.. just the thought of a guy horny made her wet.

She leaned over further so the cold glass could harden her nipples that so needed attention..

Seeing the sultry blonde, Charles introduced himself, as the man with the golf clubs seemed a bit distracted.

"Hello, there. I'm Charles. I don't think that we have met."
 
Though the orgasm had taken a lot out of her, Claire couldn't and didn't want to stop him as Bob went at her clit again, sucking and licking, nibbling. She winced from the pain, though it was minimal, it of course increased her pleasure as she screamed. Her passion being controlled by his tongue. He kept her guessing what he would do with it.

"Fuck me. Hurt me. Make me scream. Dominate me as I am your toy to be used." She wanted to drive him mad, wanted him to want to be in her. To never want to leave her body.

(OOC sorry i took so long to reply. Lost the thread.)
 
:nana: Adam caught the long legged redhead and wrestled her to the ground without any problems. He straddled her chest and fished through her dress. "Ah! What do we have here! A little crack. I bet you really can't afford to be picked up for possession, can you." He grabbed her face roughly and looked at her face.

"Please, God, No! she sobbed. "The judge said one more time and I will have to go to prison."

"What's your fucking name? And don't give me some stage name bullshit! How old are you? Do you live close by and do you live alone?" Adam barked at her with his hand around her throat now.

She gasp a little and sobbed. "Shelli Todd, I am 19 and I live in an apartment around the corner, with another one of the girls from the club, but she is still at work."

Adam climbed off of her chest and jerked her back up to her feet, holding one of her arms behind her back. "Well, Ms. Todd, tonight is your lucky night. I am feeling horny and generous, if you can please me! You take care of me tonight and any other time I feel like it and I may forget about your drugs here. Do you want to go to your apartment or down to the station, Shelli?" Adam twisted her arm a little more, until she winced with pain.

Shelli was crying hard now. "I will take you to my apartment! Please don't take me to jail, I will do anything!"

"Shelli, you are going to do everything I tell you to do or some bull-dike bitch is going to be fisting your ass in a week." Adam let go of her arm and grabbed her wrist tight. "Lead the way, my new little fuck toy!"
 
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