What Goes on Behind Closed Doors

[SuthernCumfort]

Closed for now for me and chronicle tenko read along, Comments welcome



Lizabeth walked a very straight line between good and bad. Right and wrong. She lived a life most would love to have. She worked nine to five at an advertising firm. She lived in a wonderful neighborhood. She was well mannered and quiet. Shy even if you wanted to go that far. Her voice was tinged with the slightest southern accent. Leaving just enough to make it sexy. She often found herself in situations where, at work, people were watching her mouth instead of her actual presentation.


She often found herself in the most pecular situations and lately was no exceptions. She had always found the idea of being a submissive personality a real turn on, and the men she always found herself with were no exception. They found her innocence a turn on. They seemed to feed on her vulnerability. She often found herself searching for someone to treat her like a piece of meat.

Her current boyfriend was no exception. Being strong, an athlete, he could hold her body down and use her well. She loved the feel of a resounding *THWHACK* when his hands met with her creamy skin. She also foudn herself rushing home on many occasions to strip out of her suited skirt and button down top to expose her ample curves for him to take advantage of. She always kept her brown hair neat and shoulder length and her blue eyes could blaze with lust as easily as anger.

She found her mind wandering lately as she sat in her office. She felt almost distracted by the need to be home with him. Calling him quickly, she made her way out and down the stairs to her car. It would prove to be a good afternoon for her.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Christopher. The boyfriend.

One year. It seemed a long time but he'd been with Lizabeth for a whole year. Something special seemed to need to be done. They'd been living together for around 3 months and they were becoming comfortable. Not that he didn't ravish her every night he was there when she came home, but someting special. Something to really explore and push that submissive lust in her.

She'd called from work and said she was coming home, he'd told her to ring the bell and wait outside for him to open it. It was a surprise.

It had been a week since he'd last really fucked her. And both of them were getting itchy he could tell. But Christopher held on, and stirred the home-made Marinara sauce. His stuffed calamari were Just about ready and he had a tray of fresh cooked buttered oysters. A botle of wine was sitting in a chilled Bucket full of ice and the Ridiculously easy but romantic seeming Baked Linguine and Chicken Parmigiana were ready to come out of the Oven soon.

The bell rang and Christopher took off the oven and Shrugged his clothes on. Shirt and pants leaving her to wait at the door. The bell rang again and he buttoned his Jeans, putting his belt on and straightening his collar just so. The rolled up sleeves of his simple plaid showing his meaty forearms. Cleaned and freshened he walked over to the door and opened it wide, Pulling Liz inside and kissing her deeply as he hauled her into the room, a hand sneakily worming to grasp her butt firmly squeezing the pert cheek in his palm. The kiss stopped far sooner than he would have wanted, and his hand slid away down her thigh and off to his side.

"I made dinner, and I have a surprise for you hon. so get a little comfortable." Christopher paused and his rich, deep voice trailed as he took a good look up and down of his woman. "And we'll get the appetizers ready for us both."

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Liz made her way up the stairs aware of Christophers eyes on her. Without thinking, she made her hips swing a little more, and her steps a little more deliberate.

As she started up, she began unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on her shirt and then stopping at the top of the steps, looking back over her shoulder at him, she let it drop to the floor. Turning now, facing him fully, she reach behind her and undid her bra allowing her breasts to fall out as it also hit the floor. When she reach back to undo the zipper on her skirt, as it slowly slid from her hips, she turned a wide arch, allowing him a good glimpse of her toned ass.

Calling to him from the banister, she told him she would be right down as soon as she changed. Her voice almost husky now with need, as she stepped into their bedroom. Meeting her eyes, laying on their bed was a box and a note.

"Liz, wishing you would try this for me. Chris"

She opened the box to find a silk japanese style dress. Very short, she almost wondered if it would be long enough to cover her ass cheeks, but the thong, and garter belt underneath told her it was not a concern.

Excitedly, she slipped her heels and her thong off, slipping the cool silk black thong on and attaching the garter belt to the black hose. When she picked up the dress, black also with intricate pink lotus flowers stitched into it with gold overlay, she held it to her naked skin allowing it to rub her aching nipples.

The shoes, also laying on the bed were black. Once the clothing and shoes were in place, she took her long hair and twisted it up allowing it to rest on neck and secured it in place with a white comb.

As she was admiring the way the dress seemed to conform to her figure inthe mirror, she heard his voice calling her from the kitchen. She smiled rubbing her hands over her body, and made her way into the kitchen where he was standing, back turned.

"Is there a reason you wanted me to dress for diner?" she said. The amount of lust that had been added to her voice, made the southern accent prominent and she hoped it would have the desired affect on him.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Christopher.

"It's a special dinner." The table was already set, Several decorations in place. A bucket of chilled wine on the middle of their table with appetizers around it. He'd dug out the silly rotating wine stand so it could be turned and appetizers could be reached witout passing. But most intriguing he thought were the Silk scarves he'd disguised as decorative napkins folded into different designs. A crane, a crown, a rose petal. but their actual napkins were folded into hearts sitting on each plate.

She was coming down the stairs thighs moving silkily in that short dress, the stockings and garter belt making her legs seem even longer than they already were.

Her voice as she asked that question was so sultry, her southern accent causing him to jump a little while he tired to remain calm. Soon, he'd have his fun with her but for now he was content to look at her. Gazing down the deep valley of her cleavage, or the tight swell of her woman hood outlined in her thong, visible for the briefest of moments when her hips swayed as she walked. He walked forward to kiss her deeply fiercely and give himself a small taste of what was to come grabbing her supple and tight bottom again. Squeezing the flesh tightly almost painfully in his grasp.

"I thought you'd like to have a special night to commemorate our first year together. So I cooked and I have a few surprises. Number one was the dress. I hope you like it."

With a guiding hand on the small of Liz's back Chris took her to the table and held her chair out for her to sit then pushed it in once she was.

"Wine?"

 

[SuthernCumfort]

He was definately in rare form tonight. She had to admit that to herself. When he kissed her, she felt a familiar jolt inside her body and had to steady herself by placing her arms on his shoulders.

Breathless, she smiled at him and shook her head at his offer for wine. She settled back into the chair and watched him go about his tasks.

She was entranced by his body as he moved. So lithe, so smoothly. He moved as a cat. His muscles rippled under his shirt appearing themselves to be alive. Many nights she had ran her hands over his shoulders as they lay sleeping to feel the skin on skin contact.

He was very athletic. That allowed for some interesting nights in bed, and many times, he exhausted her out of sheer will power. She thought tonight would be one of those nights.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Christopher.

He smiled as she sat, and he brought her napkin for her. Laying it nicely across her lap, stroking down the sides of the gown and her body as he let it fall. His hands smoothing it over her thighs as he bent over her. Powerful, his arms flexed for her benefit as he rubbed her thighs and the garter through the fabric.

Walking away again he sat at the other end and tipped an oyster. "Eat up lovely you'll need your strength tonight."

He stared lustfully at her. Shucking Oysters as he mentally underssed her. He let her know too as his gaze wandered so did his foot. Up and down her leg, tesing her calf and pressing down her thigh so tantalizingly close. Another oyster and he spread her legs for her roughly pushing one from the other.

"It's good food isn't it?" Some juice trickled down his fingers and he made an elaborate show snaking his foot up her leg as he suggestively parted his fingers and licked slowly up the knuckle. Powerfully letting his whole tongue lick his finger. It was terrible manners he knew but he wanted her reaction to him licking the flesh of his spread fingers while his foot pushed and stroked closer and closer betwen the thighs he was teasing.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

The feel of his foot on the nylon was driving her wild. Watching him deliberatly licking his fingers wasnt helping her.

She tried to adjust herself in the chair but could not get away from his foot. It was dangerously close to the thin fabric of her thong and just a slight push and his toes would be touching the drenched little thing.

In her mind, Liz envisioned him running his tongue over her lips much as he was doing his fingers now. She longed to feel his heated breath brushing her thighs as he went down on her.

Again, she wiggled to allow some relief in the discomfort she felt but to no avail. She moved into his foot and felt his toes pressing on her swollen clit and without thinking she cried out as the electricity shot through her.

Her mind reeled with the sensation as she pushed closer into his waiting foot and slowly moved her hips back and forth allowing the pressure to ebb and flow. Watching him lick the juice from his fingers made it more impossible to stop the chain reaction he had started.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Christopher.

How could he miss it. Liz's Writhing, he humping his foot and bringing herself to orgasm using his toes. her caught breath. Still he kept licking, cleaning beyond what he needed to while slowly edging his foot away. she followed sinking in the chair somwhat till his leg dropped.

"My dear. Look at you Lisbeth honey. Slumped at your chair and barely eating. you must be so tired from your day at work. But i went through all the trouble of cooking this meal for us. It's a special day, and you're just going to insult me by not eating it? Shameful." Despite the words coming from his mouth Christopher had a big grin on his face. the wrods dripped authourity and sarcasm. An almost contempt even, but his eyes said that it was all for her benefit.

"I think you may need some help sitting up at the table, and maybe you'll need some support." Christopher had stood now and picked up the scarves, Moving towards her he wouldn't care if she fought, He planned to over power her entirely As he grabbed her wrists and pinned hauled her to her feet. the chair hat she had been sitting on had a wet spot in it, which he'd clean later, but he had bought something. He hauled her to something begind a curtain and whipped it of. A special chair. Cold and PVC coated the chair had something that could only be described as half circles to pin legs. He almost threw her into it and began to spread her thighs wide to fit her calves int to openings. Wide so he could see her black thong and he began to tie her legs into place ensuring she wouldn't move. Her hands were next tied together and then to the chair back itself pinning her arms behind her and as an added treat forcing her chest higher in that dress, a nipple threatening to pop out. He kissed her as she sat. Then picked her chair and all to take back to the table.

"Happy anniversary honey. And we've only just begun."

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Liz was still in a state of bliss from cumming when Chris took her. Shocked out of pleasure, she started to fight him the minute he pinned her wrists. Tightening his grip on her, she was aware of the coldness when her ass hit the chair.

"Christopher, okey, this is enough, honey. Stop" she said trying tokeep her voice from waivering.

"Dont please, dont tie me here, Christopher listen, I will do whatever you want baby, just let me up okey? Let me up CHRISTOPHER" she said. She was panic striken now as he forced her legs apart and thrust her breats up into her neck.

Scared, tied, unable to move, she was aware of him when he sat her back down at the table.

"Happy anniversary honey. And we've only just begun."


"Wha, what do you mean Chris? Honey come on this is a little extreme dont you think" she said. She was aware of the cool air blowing up between her wide spread legs and hitting the warm wetness of her freshly teased cunt.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Christopher.

Checking her blood flow to mkae sure she'd be fine Christopher smiled at her. her struggles and cries were falling on deaf ears. he knew that she had really wanted to be bound for some time, Enough small hints and nudges had revealed her dark fantasy to him. And why not? It was a safe enough thing. To tie her up and keep her, To use her for a while in love of course. They both had an easy enough Safe Word. Dubuque was rarely something they heard or talked about and it made a good word to strop when they had experimented a little last month. But this was new, He was going to control her and bring her to heights of pleasure she'd not bee to before. The next plateau. But first her energy, she did need to eat. An dhe liked watching her struggle to some degree. He always had, when wrestling or just playing with her, he loved his control. He always won by dominance.

But he was sweet and held her a moment to calm her down, His arms around her soft and sweet, as he cut a piece of chicken for her holding the baked chicken on the fork and swirling it in the tomato sauce before bringng it to her lips.

"open honey, it's vey good."

 

[SuthernCumfort]

She felt betrayed yet, with his muscular arms around her, she felt safe. Not safe enough to stop stuggling but safe.

He held the chicken up to her lips and she took it gingerly. It was good. There was no doubt about it. Her senses were in overdrive and she could not sit still.

She wiggled, forcing the scarves a little tighter instead of the intended loosening. She turned her attention to Christopher. SHe was amazed at how lithe he was, beneath that quiet exterior lay the prowess of a lion. She loved how he looked without his clothing on, how the muscles seemed to ripple and how he was so stunning.

Yet, all that was cloaked by her fear. That fucking safe word! she thought. If she could only remember that. It was on the tip of her tongue, but she lost herself in his movements, his body, and that sexy seductive voice.