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I moaned and slid down as his fingers caressed me, his hot mouth kissed me. Laying back, looking up, then down at him. His fingers bolder, teasing at my ass.
I winced and pulled back. Then whimpered a bit. Myhands caressing his head.

"I have have never done that. Not really." Blushing and wishing i could hide myself in the cushions.
 
He removed his mouth from her clit, looked up at her, and said “I promise to be careful, and hope you’ll learn to enjoy and like it. And I have the feeling you aren’t opposed to it, since it was in my personal ad.”

After having uttered those words, he went back to teasing her clit with his tongue, and letting his fingers slowly and careful explore her tight ass, sliding in and out ever so slowly. First with one finger, but as she opened up, he added another finger to the play.
 
At first it was all I could do not to scream. It burned and hurt. Whimpering I tried to squirm away, but only made it easier.
But then his fingers in my pussy thrust deeperr. I was so wet.
Dare I stop him? Then his fingers seemed to twist and I moaned harder. The one in my ass pulled away and I felt empty. But then he was there.
No, no. I pulled away, trying to clench my cheeks together. But he persisted. Slowly, teasing. Rubbing at my clit, filling me with his fingers.
It burned again, and hurt, though it felt odd, and full too.
"Please." Trying to cover myself and my face at the same time. Knowing I was beet red, knowign I was being bossy and shy and naive.
He pulled me closer and held me, murmuring in a foreign language as he rocked me.
I wanted to cry. Had I disappointed him?

But his hands took my face and pulled me to him.

"I don't ever want to hurt you. You must always stop me when I do, or if I go to fast." My lip trembled and I knew if he kept being so gentle and sweet I would cry. But he fended it off by holding out his fingers.

"Clean me." Knowing my eyes must have widened. I licked, teasingly at first, then nipping a little as I licked and suckled at them. Biting a bit harder then I meant too. His pulling sharply away warned me.

"Oh, I didn't mean to hurt you. I bit too hard. pease." But instead of answering he pushed me to the floor. Pulling my head to his lap. Positioning me so I was kneeling in front of him, my head cradled in his lap.
I could feel his cock, hard, beneath his pants. Did he want me to undress him? Give him a blow job? But he only sat there, quiet.
Still and calm. Waiting.

So I started stroking his legs, and nuzzling at his crotch.
A swift hand slapped my ass and his other held my head.
"I did not ask you to touch me."
Kneeling there now, trembling I realized. He was testing my patience.
This was where I could easily fail. I wanted him, wanted sex. Wanted touch and attention, and would tease and cajole to get it. He had me so aroused.
He was telling me, with his stillness he wanted me to be still and wait.
But how long could I wait?
 
She probably had no idea how turned on he was at this moment, having her kneeling between his spread legs. He knew that she was wondering what he wanted from her, after she had licked his fingers clean of her juices, teasing him with her lips and tongue, even though she had bitten him a little.

After having let her wait for a while, as he continued to watch the movie that was still playing on the DVD player, he finally looked down on her, smiled a wicked smile, and said “I want you to undress me, and then it’s time for you to show me how well you use your mouth. But you are only to use your mouth as you undress me, and please me. To make sure of this, I’ll have to tie your hands behind your back. You’ll find a black silk ribbon in the cupboard over in the corner. And remember, you’re not to use your hands!”
 
I tried not to look so clumsy, though I felt it, as I moved to the cupboard and opened it. I couldn't help the gasp as I saw what was in there.
Yes, the silk ribbon was there. But it was wound around other things. Dildoes, vibrators, cuffs, blindfolds and other things I was unable to identify. I had to handle each one as I unwound the ribbon. Blushing and knowing he was watching made it worse. Then a whip, a small paddle. A candle, half melted. Then a pair of panties, red silk. Flushing deeper as I realized he was watching my reaction.

Turning slowly I walked back, but my hands trembled the slick ribbon slipped through my fingers and landed on his lap, instead of his hands.
 
Once she had returned to him, he gently cupped her chin in his hand, and started into her eyes, as he said “it seems like we’ll have to work on you paying attention to my words! I specifically told you that you weren’t to use your hands, and still you did it. You will get punished by that later my dear. For now you’ll strip in front of me, and when you’re naked, you’ll stand in front of me facing away from me, with your hands behind your back, so I can tie them up.”

Then he leaned back, looked at her, awaiting that she started to strip.
 
His eyes demanded my attention.
But how was I to have gotten the ribbon without my hands?
Turning slowly I thought. my mind racing from whisper to thought to the things I had seen, the things I felt.

Slowly I unbuttoned my top and let it fall, without notice, to the floor. Too distracted to think stright. Was I right? Was this gut feeling right? I trusted him, I think. Or was I about to become a statistic.
No.
The club was too exclusive and careful to allow a nut in. Besides, he wasn't a nut. At anytime he could have hurt me, trapped me. But, no. He was sincere.

My fingers did their work without my will. Soon I was standing in my thong and bra, and realized I had been for a few minutes. Turning I started to speak. But his fingers drummed the arm of the couch. His eyes on the tv.

He wasn't even watching me! How dare he ignore me. Wasn't I what he should watch, not some stupid movie. So there. I wouldn't finish. I could oulast him. Standing proud, tall. Not moving. Ignoring him too.

But minutes passed and he didn't move, his thoughts preoccupied with the screen. The talk and moans distracting me. I wanted to turn, to see it. But no.

I was not going to give in. He would pay attention to me. Slipping my hand beneath my bra I played with my nipple. My fingers chilled, adding sensation to the touch. Nothing.
Fine. Slipping the other beneath the elastic of my thong, playing with the curls, then slipping her further down as he continued to ignore me.

Oh yeah. Not for long. A moan escaped my lips as I threw my head back and let a single finger slip between the swollen, very wet lips into my pussy. I felt it from her to my toes to my lips. I was so aroused by him, by him ignoring me.
My eyes flew open as I felt his strong hand encircle my wrist, pulling my hand away from my pussy.
His eyes firm and controlled.
 
As he pulled her hand out of her panties, he could see that her finger was wet, covered with her pussy juice. He gave her a long look, smiled wickedly, before he moved her pussy juice covered finger to his lips, licking it clean. As he was doing this, he was thinking that his tactic of ignoring her had worked indeed. She didn’t know that he had a very good peripheral vision, so he had been able to watch her, as she were standing there, looking all beautiful and sexy as she played with herself.

Still holding her by her wrist, he pulled her in front of him, getting her to stand with her arms behind her back, facing away from him. Quickly he tied her hands together with the ribbon, making sure that she couldn’t get free from it. The he turned her around, before he took a tight grip of her bra between the cups ripping it apart, exposing her tits and the hard nipples. Then his hands went down to her panties, and ripped them apart at each side, so he could pull them off her, without her having to step out of them. His hand then found her wet pussy, letting two fingers slide deep into her easily for a few times, until he heard her moan in pleasure. After having removed his hand from her, he ordered her to kneel down between his spread legs. She followed his orders, even though it wasn’t easy for her to do it, with her hands tied behind her back. Once she was kneeling there, he opened his pants, to reveal his hard cock. He didn’t hesitate for long, before he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips, placing his hand on her head, so he could steer her mouth down over his cock.
 
He only tied them loosely, i could feel the give. But he had been watching me.
Blushing as he pushed me to my knees and I slid.
It was obvious what he wanted, so I leaned in and opened my mouth. No pretense he shoved it in, almost gagging me. My eyes teared up as I whimpered. Then felt his hands in my hair. Slowly he was teasing.
Looking up I saw his smile, then his frown. Quickly I went back to licking at him, though his thickness made it hard to move my tongue.
I was proud of my abilities with my mouth. Loving to give pleasure with it, but he wasn't being fair. I tried to move at my own speed, but just as I got a rhythym going he would switch. Taking control.

Taking control. isn't that what I had wanted? So I quit fighting it. Letting him move to his own speed.
And instantly found it easier. his fingers caressed my cheek as if to show me I should follow his lead.

For that was what I was here for, wasn't it?
 
She finally stopped resisting him, and at that moment he leant back and enjoyed the way her mouth and lips felt around his hard cock. As he caressed her hair and face, he could feel that it wouldn’t take long before he was going to climax. He figured that she would be able to tell that, so he decided not to tell her, just to see what she would do.

As she was pleasing him, he couldn’t stop images of what was going to happen in the future from entering his minds. The images of her being punished by him, of her tied up, and of her pleasing him with her mouth, pussy and ass really brought him to the edge, and after having played with her all evening, he didn’t plan to hold back.
 
Without warning his hands gripped my hair and held me close, and he swelled, releasing. Swallowing as fast as I could, unable to stop the leaking down my chin, knowing I must look a slut.
His taste in my mouth, rolling it on my tongue as he slowly pulled away. Blushing as he lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. His tone softer as he spoke.
 
“You did well my pet, right now I’m very pleased with you. But I won’t forget that you disobeyed my orders, so you will have to take the punishment for that tomorrow. Now I suggest we retired to bed, so we can be well rested for tomorrow.” As he were speaking to her, he let a finger scoop up the cum that she had let run down her chin, just to slide it into her mouth, feeling her willing tongue lick it off his finger. He then rose from his comfortable position, stretched out his hand, and helped her get to her feet, before leading her to the bedroom.
 
I let him lead me to his bed, where we curled up in each others arms. Fitting together as if it had always been thus. My head on his shoulder, his bodies warmth covering me. The blankets so soft, his breathing slowed, as mine did.
Together we drifted off. Awaking in the night I fumbled to the bathroom and washed up, then curled back up with him, his arms automatically pulling me to him in his sleep.
What a lovely face. Watching him as I let myself sink again into restful slumber.
 
When he woke next morning, he was happy that Alana was curled up with him. Her naked body against his body was to big a temptation, so soon his hand was gently trailing her sexy curves over and over again, testing how much teasing she could take before she would wake up.

As he was teasing her, he was thinking about what the day would bring, and an interesting idea came to his mind. He would have to follow up on that, once she was awake.
 
I am a light sleeper so held still as he touched me, his hands felt warm. Then he tickled a light spot and made me flinch. Then another. Trying to hide my giggles as he continued, but soon he was deliberately tickling.

"Stop, please." It made her have to use the bathroom. But he pulled her tight against him when she went to get up.

"I have to use the bathroom, I will be right back." But he held her closer.

"Oh please."
 
He laughed a bit, as he held her closer, and continued to tickle her. When she was shaking from holding back, he let her go, so she could use the bathroom. He glanced at the clock radio, just to discover that it was mid morning on a normal working day! Quickly he got out of bed, wrapped a robe around him, and as he walked out of the bedroom, he called out to Alana, that she could find him in his office, since he had a few things to take care of.

As he booted his computer, and went to check his e-mail, he saw that there was an e-mail from the site where he had ordered the maid uniform. What Alana didn’t know, was that the shop had its warehouse in a city only a few miles away from his residence. So when he had ordered the items from them, he had asked if they would be able to deliver it the following day. The e-mail was a confirmation that they were going to deliver at his house between 10 am and noon. After having checked the clock, he knew that it couldn’t be that long before they delivered, since it was shortly after 10:00 am. As he continued to check his e-mail and write replies, his mind tended to walk to what would happen, after the items had been delivered.
 
When I finished and returned he was gone. So i slipped back and showered. Trying quickly to groom myself nicely, but my hands were shaking and i felt nervous.
We had goten along so well the night before,but this was so quick, and sudden. My mind seemed to spin. I let the heat of the water relax me, inhaling the steam deeply.
Then making a double check to see i was smooth and clean I stepped out. Wrapping myself in a huge towel. Oh, I loved it.
Combing out my curls I let it hang wet and free. It dried faster that way.

Where was he? Should I wander through the place? Making up the bed and straigthening a few things I got a sense of him. He was all man. Nothing feminine in the room. Most men had a few things, secret things, not him.
Looking at my dirty clothes with distaste now, I hated being dirty.
Well, in for a penny in for a pound as they say. Tying the corner of the towel at my hip, leaving my upper half bare. The house was just slightly on the cool side, making my nipples harden at the chill.

Finding the kitchen, and the coffee, I helped myself. Then turned and wandered back to the living room. Again straighening the pillows and fluffing up the cushions where we had sat. Looking at the blank screen where I had seen those scenes.
Could someone really do that? Really work like that? Feeling my face flush as I thought of it. What if he had me dress like this, with just a wrap. While he had guests?
And flushed harder, knowing I would be so aroused fromt he eyes watching me.



Office, that was where he dsiad he was, so leaving I turned and found it. His back to me he sat. My bare feet making no sound. Should I knock? the door was open. Swallowing hard I took a deep breath, hoping I had judged him right.
I slipped in quietly and laid a hand on his shoulder, keeping my eyes averted so I did not see the screen.
 
As usual he was in his own little world, when he was sitting in front of the computer, with some good music playing at the same time. The touch of her hand on his shoulder startled him, but then he turned towards her smiling as he greeter her with a “hello good looking”. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her, before pulling her into him, so he could rest his head against her breasts. After having sat like that for a few minutes, he let go of her, but not before he had placed a kiss on each of her perky nipples. “If you need a computer, so you can check your e-mail and the news, you can use the one in the corner. I’ll just go and jump into the shower. Ohh and if it rings on the door, please go and open it, since I’m expecting a delivery.” She looked at him and nodded, before she placed herself in front of his spare computer.

As he came into the bedroom, he noticed how she had straightened it out, and how she had folded her clothes up neatly on a chair. After having pondered for a few minutes, and rechecked his watch, he took her clothes, and placed them high up in a cupboard, knowing that the delivery should be there within the next 30 minutes.
 
Quickly checking my email, and calling my safe number to let my friend know I was fine. I felt lost, a bit nude.

But where had I left my clothes? I swore they were there on the chair in the bedroom, but now they weren't. Feely more and more naked I looked at the shirt he had discarded. Dare I put that on?
The bell rang and I jumped. I couldn't answer like this. Quickly I pulled it on and let the towel drop, trying to button as I went to answer. It fell to my knees but it was obvious I was naked underneath.
I ran my fingers through my hair and smiled. The guy gave me the once over, but I played cool and distant, all the while feelign every eye on the street was wtaching.
Taking the packages I thanked him and set them on the fining room table.
Then wandered back to the kitchen and started a fresh pot of coffee. Taking a cup as it brewed and curling onto the sofa. Staring at the blank screen and remembering some of the scenes from the movie.
Had he been testing me? Was he really expecting me to try that?
I snuggled my nose into the collar of the shirt, it smelled like him, oh so like him. Arousing me as I remembered the night before.
 
As he stepped out of the bathroom, only with a towel wrapped around his waist, he was wondering where his shirt had gone. It didn’t take long, before he realized that Alana must have put it on, since she couldn’t find her clothes. Not even bothering to dress, he went out of the bedroom, searching for her, so he could get his shirt back. She weren’t in the kitchen or office, but he found her in the living room, sitting on the couch with a dreaming look in her eyes.

She looked up as he entered the room, and he instantly decided that it was time to start the game. He looked at her, trying to put a strict face on “Alana I did NOT give you permission to put on my shirt! So you will take it of right this instant, and then you’ll come over here, and kneel in front of me.” He was hoping that she would do as he said, even though he could see on her face that she was rethinking the situation. It took a few seconds for her to react, but to his joy, she got to her feet, took of the shirt slow, folded it up neatly, and then walked over to him, before getting down on her knees.

He couldn’t help but think that she was a pretty sight kneeling in front of him, with her eyes downcast. So he enjoyed the view for a bit, before continuing with the game. Quickly he loosened the towel, let it fall to the floor, before letting his hand find her chin. He lifted her head so he could look into her eyes, as he said “now I want you to suck my cock, and you are not to stop before I want you to! And as you are doing this, I want you to play with your pussy, so it gets wet and ready for me, because I’m going to fuck it after you have given me a blowjob!”
 
I knelt and listened to his words. His voice pretending to be harsh, but his eyes twinkling.\
Leanign forward I rubbed my nose on his cock, then began licking. Slowly tasting the salt and sweetness of him. My fingers slowly teasing my lips as I played. Inhaling his muskiness, knowign my scent would soon be int he air too.
His cock grew and became stiff as I teased it with my tongue, not swalling it in yet, just teasing at the eye, then running my tongue slowly down. Takign wach ball one at a time and scukling at them. Then licking at them like a little kitten. Making my tongue hard and lapping at him. His hand in my hair tightening as I kept on teasing and teasing.
My fingers at my pussy parting the lips, feeling her swelling already. ready now for fun, but making her wait.
Then taking his cock in my free hand and slowly, inch by inch taking it into my mouth, feeling it stretch my lips, pass my tongue, itself still in motion as it tried to lick. I am an oral person and love being filled with cock. Lettlign it hit the back of my throat and gag, then opening it and feelign it puch past and down my throat. My lips touching it's base.
 
Seeing her kneeling on the floor in front of him, starting to tease his cock was such a turn on, so his cock was hard and ready very quickly. The way she first licked and teased his balls, before swallowing his cock into her mouth, made him moan in pleasure. His fingers tightening in his hair, but he managed to control himself so he didn’t control her head, but simply followed her motions with it.

Then she surprised him, taking all of his cock into her mouth. He had never been deep throated before, and he instantly knew that it wouldn’t take long before he was going to cum, but that didn’t matter since he knew he would be able to maintain his hard on. After a few minutes of the deep throating, he felt the climax rupture in his body and let go. He was barely able to stay on his feet, but somehow he managed to do it as his cum flowed out of him, and down her throat.

Once he had calmed down after his climax, he let Alana continue to suck on his cock, so it stayed hard. After a few minutes of that, he pulled out of her mouth, told her to kneel on the couch and spread her legs. Slowly she did as ordered, throwing him teasing looks all the time, as she let her tongue tease her lips. When she were finally on her knees he let two fingers tease her pussy, just to find out that she were open and wet for him. Placing himself behind her, he let the tip of his cock rest against her pussy lips for a few seconds before slowly penetrating her wet pussy, filling it in one long slow thrust.
 
I moan and bite my lips as he starts to fuck me, archign up to meet his. But he moves so slowly, so wickedly wonderfuly slow.
Just as he starts to spread my lips it happens.

The door bell. rings. Swifter then I expect he is up and wrapping himself in his robe.

"Stay."

I flush, surely he cannot mean that? The voices as he greets someone sound like he knows the person.

No, I am not ready. Grabbing the shirt up I cover myself and retreat to his room. pulling the shirt on and tugging a pair of flannel pants on I see sitting there. Tying them tight about me.

Then I sit on the edge of the bed, and listen.
I cannot hear voices, i hear nothing.

Why had I paniced? I wasn't ready for someone to see me, like that.
My throat was dry, my lips parched as I pondered the thought.

In the bathroom I sipped from my hand and combed out my curls with my fingers, my eyes meeting in the mirror.

"You silly fool." There hadn't been any chance he was letting someone in the house. He wasn't that type, not yet. Maybe never. Did you trust him or not? My hands shook still, but I felt calmer and foolish.

He had told me to stay and I had not. Disobediance right off. Would he understand my panic? Shoud I admit why?

I could just pretend I had to use the bathroom, he needn't know. Yet.
If i wanted this to work, and I did. I could not start under false pretences, lies.

I had paniced and not trusted him. Acted like a foolish school girl.

I deserved it if he threw me out, or punished me. And here I was again wearing his clothes. When he had not told me I could.

Was there ever such a thing? I could not obey for two minutes.

I sipped a bit more water and stood still. But I stood too long, I could hear him approaching.

No time to strip.

Hurredly I knelt by his bed, my head up, my eyes cast down. Hearing him move closer. Only one footstep, whoever it was had gone, or was elsewhere in the house. Waiting, hearing my heart pound. The door opening,....
 
OOC: with permission of the thread starters ...

Samantha - Sam for her friends, Madam or Lady for her submissives - had heard her old pal James had found himself a new play-thing ... and she was quite happy to hear that. After all he was a quite inventive and skillfull man whose ressources she had hated to see laying waste... and specially his big heart full of warmth and caring that had nowhere to flow to.

As she was in the area and had some books to be returned to James anyway, she dediceded to just pop in and get the latest news on his latest adventures "first hand".

With a curious smile she rang his door bell, a smile that widened into a broad grin as she saw him answering the door in his bathrobe and slightly flushed.

"James - I can just skip my first question as I can tell you are obviously well and - if I may say so - rather happy! Do I disturb or will you ask me in for a minute to tell me all about your shining eyes and bright smile?"

James responded with his typical deep laugh and with a mock bow waved her in. "Welcome my Dear, and the answers are yes - yes - no - sure, come on in!"

Chuckling they went through to the living room and Sam took a seat in a chair at the table, now really curious about the obvious gem James had dug up, curious and thrilled about her friend's obvious happiness.

"Actually, " James said "I would like you meeting her if you have a few minutes. She seems to have a bit of an "obedience problem" if you catch my drift ... so maybe some additional educational encouragement may be quite usefull ..."

Sam nodded her consent, a delighted and curious smile curling her full ruby lips as she watched James disappear.
 
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