Wilson's Hard Lesson

by K. Anderson

“Alright,” Erik nodded. “I’ll get dressed while you collect yourself.”

  True to his word, Erik left her alone to think for a while as he gathered up his clothes and put them back on. Lindsay took this time to steady her breathing and take stock of her physical state. She found she was unharmed, but miraculously still horny, in spite of her powerful orgasm. In fact, it seemed as though she was even more desperate for touch than she had been before.

  “Here, let’s get you off the floor,” Erik said to her.

  He held out his hand and Lindsay took it. She allowed him to lift her up, and she leaned heavily on him for support.

  “Your dress should be dry now,” he noted, and Lindsay nodded vaguely.

  Erik fetched the dress, and Lindsay looked around for her panties, but could not find them, so she gave them up as lost. Erik came to her with her dress, and she allowed him to dress her in the garment. It still felt slightly damp, but she didn’t care.

  “Let’s get you home,” Erik said gently. Lindsay couldn’t help the sinking feeling that overcame her, and it must have shown on her face, because Erik frowned in concern.

  “What’s the matter?” he asked, tilting his head.

  “I…” Lindsay muttered, wringing her hands. “I don’t want to go home.”

  “Alright,” Erik shrugged. “We can go back to the party if you like.”

  Lindsay felt tears prick at her eyes. She was still unbelievably aroused, and the last thing she wanted was to go back to the party. But she didn’t have the courage to tell him what she wanted was for him to take her to bed and fuck her into the next weekend.

  “Lindsay,” Erik said firmly, and wrapped his fingers around her chin, forcing her head up to look at him. “You have to tell me what you are feeling so I can help you.”

  Lindsay shivered and sighed at his contact, and she felt her insides melt as she looked up into his blue eyes, which were looking down at her with care and concern at first, but then hardened into a darker emotion.

  “I see now,” he murmured. “You still need some attention, don’t you?”

  Lindsay released a tiny whimper and nodded as Erik began to gently stroke her face.

  “Cassie’s orgasm wasn’t what you thought it would be, was it?” Erik gave her a sympathetic smile, and Lindsay shook her head, feeling her heart begin to pound in her chest.

  “I could have told you,” Erik said, his tone somewhat chiding. “But you were being a bit cruel to her. I had to admit, I didn’t expect that from you. But, if you’re going to dish that out, you have to be prepared to take it as well.”

  Lindsay nodded. She would definitely think again before teasing anyone, especially when it could easily come back to haunt her. Now, though, Lindsay was more satisfied in the immediate resolution to the throbbing ache between her legs.

  “I’m sorry,” Lindsay whimpered out, her tone desperate and pleading. “I didn’t know.”

  “Well, now you do,” Erik gently stroked through her hair. “Life is all about learning lessons, don’t you think?”

  Lindsay nodded, more in an effort to appease him than anything else. Her core was tingling, and it was all she could do to keep from rubbing herself up against him for relief right then and there. This did not escape Erik’s notice, and he looked down at her with a chuckle.

  “Now,” he said, his tone smooth and calm. “What do you propose we do about your little… situation.”

  Lindsay seemed to be at a loss for words. Erik raised an eyebrow as she desperately searched for an answer.

  “I suppose you could always just spend the night here,” he shrugged, a smirk on his lips.

  “I… I want…” Lindsay spoke up, finally finding her voice. “Will you… please… take me home with you?”

  Erik’s expression darkened, and again Lindsay felt her stomach clench. Erik moved so that he was within inches of her face. He held her chin tight in his fingers, and Lindsay shook from a heady mix of fear and arousal.

  “Understand,” he said crisply and clearly. “If I take you to my home, we play by my rules. No exceptions.”

  Lindsay nodded, already feeling her body ache from his words.

  “Answer me,” he snapped. “Out loud.”

  “I understand,” Lindsay said breathlessly.

  “Good,” Erik released her and stepped away from her. His eyes scanned over her, checking her appearance.

  “Follow me,” he said simply. Lindsay hurried to catch up with him as he turned on his heel and headed out of the lavish bathroom.

  Once outside and back in the building, Lindsay felt a surge of embarrassment, and she worried about running into other people from the party. That did not happen, though, as Erik led her through several less known hallways that somehow led them back to the parking garage. He walked Lindsay over to her car and turned to face her.

  “We’ll both drive,” Erik said. “If you change your mind halfway, you can stop following me and simply return home. But if you follow me all the way to my house, get out of your car, and enter my home, there is no turning back. You will be mine for the night. Do you understand?”

  Lindsay’s mind whirled at what he had just said, but she already knew her answer.

  “I understand,” she said, her voice shaking with excitement.

  “Good,” he said. And with that, he crossed the lot and got into his car. Lindsay followed suit, getting in her own car and turning the key in the ignition.

  Lindsay kept her eyes firmly glued to Erik’s car as he pulled out of the driveway. She was careful to follow him closely. All the while, a part of her mind urged her to divert her path. She knew that this would be highly inappropriate, and that if she did this, there would be no way she could justify it to herself.

  At the same time, though, Lindsay could not deny the hypnotic hold he had over her. Her body throbbed with every look and word he gave her. She believed him when he said that if she refused him now, there would be no other opportunities for her. And that was certainly not something she was willing to lose.

  Chapter Nine

  After what seemed like hours, they finally arrived in the driveway of a large, ranch style home. Lindsay watched as the lights of Erik’s car went off and he stepped out of the vehicle. Lindsay allowed herself time for a last minute doubt. Then, she took in a long breath to steady herself, and she got out of the car.

  Lindsay kept her eyes locked on Erik as she approached him. She watched as he opened the door to his home, and gestured for her to enter. With one last breath, Lindsay crossed the threshold and sealed her fate.

  Lindsay’s heart pounded as Erik shut and locked the door behind them, turning off the porch light. She felt his arms encircle her, and he pulled her in for a warm, tight embrace.

  “I’m glad you came,” he whispered into her ear.

  “So am I,” Lindsay said, and she was shocked at how very true those words felt.

  Without another word from her, Erik took her hand, and began to lead her through his home. Lindsay felt her excitement and apprehension build slightly as he opened a door to reveal his bedroom. Her eyes immediately landed on his king sized bed, and the metal frame that it rested in.

  “Go lay down on the bed,” Erik commanded her.

  Lindsay shivered, knowing without a doubt that her ordeal had truly begun. Without hesitation, she crossed the room, and got on the bed, laying down in the exact middle.

  Lindsay felt Erik’s fingers fiddle with clasp of her heels, until he finally got them undone and removed them from her feet. She was still as Erik climbed into the bed next to her, and she flinched lightly as she felt his hand slip between her body and the bed to undo the zipper of her dress. He slid the clothing item off of her, slipping it off over her feet.

  Lindsay released a sigh as she was once again revealed to him in just her bra. She had never recovered her panties, and she rubbed her thighs together to create some friction and ease the ache between her legs. Erik chuckled softly, and she felt him spread her legs wide so that the
re was no hope of them touching.

  After spreading her legs, Erik ran his hands up her thighs and over her hips, then up her sides until her slid his hands underneath her back to undo the clasp of her bra. Lindsay raised up a bit to help him brush the material off of her body, and she shivered deliciously as she was made entirely bare to him.

  “You’re a beautiful woman,” he uttered, and she blushed at his praise. “Now, raise your hands and hold on to the bed frame, as far apart as you can reach.”

  Lindsay hesitated for a moment, but then she remembered that she had, after all, agreed to abide by his rules. So, she spread her arms wide and took hold of the bars on the metal bedframe. Erik smiled at her approvingly.

  Lindsay watched with building apprehension as he withdrew a coil of thin rope from his night stand. She whimpered slightly as he wound the thread around her wrists, securing her to the bedframe. She wanted with every fiber in her being to protest, but she made herself remain calm.

  Erik then moved down to her ankles and repeated the process so that she was tied, spread eagle to the bed. Lindsay whimpered softly and struggled slightly in her bonds, only to find that they gave her very minimal slack.

  “And now…” Erik said, his eyes dark and his tone devious. “For the final touch.”

  Lindsay watched nervously as he reached into his coat pocket, and she blushed furiously as he withdrew her lace panties. A cruel smile spread over his face, as he proceeded to fold them up into a ball.

  “Open your mouth,” he ordered softly.

  Lindsay’s mind fought her, but it was a short fight, as her body instinctively obeyed. She had tried her hand at teasing and testing, and she had already paid the consequences. She knew that if she ever wanted to get the release she craved, she would have to do everything he said. And so, she allowed him to gag her with her own panties, tying them securely in place with a scarf.

  “Exquisite,” Erik said as he looked over her.

  Lindsay’s heart pounded, and though she had not expected this at all, she had to admit that she found it exceedingly arousing, knowing that there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him. With the gag in place, she could not even beg him. At the very though, a rush of wetness polled between her legs.

  “Now, where to begin…” Erik said slowly, as he lowered his fingertips to her stomach and began to trace circles over the skin there.

  Lindsay’s breath hissed even from that slight touch, and she moaned into the gag. His teasing touches send bolts of sharp pleasure to her core, and it made her throb all the more. She began to rock her hips in her need, and Erik laughed at her.

  “Already so eager,” he shook his head. “This will be more fun than I thought.”

  Lindsay felt a rush of frustration as Erik got up off the bed, but she stifled it when she realized he was removing his clothes. She felt her skin begin to crawl as his incredible body was revealed to her, and she moaned softly as he dropped his pants to reveal his manhood once again. He gave it a few strokes, and Lindsay wished it was her hand that was pleasing him.

  Erik looked back down at her with a smile. Lindsay was sure he had seen the deep longing in her eyes. He got back on the bed beside her. Lindsay shuddered as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, then on her cheek, and then on her neck. She moaned as he lingered there, tracing his tongue and teeth over her throat.

  Eventually, he moved lower, and Lindsay squirmed as he nibbled at her collar bones. Her heart pounded as his lips landed on her breasts. He slowly circled around the globe for a long time. Lindsay ached for him to take her nipple into his mouth, but just before he would have, he diverted to the other nipple. He repeated this process, alternating between one breasts and the other until Lindsay was practically thrashing in her bonds.

  Her body was on fire and her blood seemed to pound in her veins. Once again she was being cruelly denied what she desired most, and she wanted to scream. She whimpered loudly into her gag and moved around, trying desperately to at least cause something to brush up against her aching nipples.

  “Be still,” Erik commanded suddenly as he sharply withdrew from her.

  Lindsay clenched her teeth around the panties in her mouth and tightened all her muscles, forcing herself to remains still. Eventually, she was able to steady her breathing and relax. She looked up at Erik when she was calmer, and waited for his next command.

  Without a word, Erik reached into his nightstand again. This time, he withdrew a large, square piece of cloth. He folded t diagonally, and then into a small strip. Lindsay immediately recognized what he would use this for, and her pulse quickened. He proceeded to cover her eyes with the blindfold he had just created, and tied it at the back of her head. Lindsay could not see anything any longer. She could clearly hear her pulse racing in her ear and her own ragged breathing.

  Without any buildup, Lindsay felt Erik pinch both of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and squeezes them. Her reaction was instantaneous. He back arched up off the bed, and she screamed into her gag. Erik twisted them this way and that, and Lindsay cried out into her gag, moaning and whimpering, not caring if she was understood, but incapable of staying quiet.

  Finally, Erik let her aching nipples go, and Lindsay fell back onto the bed, her entire body shaking. While it had been painful, the rough treatment had left her more turned on than ever, and she could feel a constant stream of her fluids leaking from between her legs. She felt Erik’s hand move to gently massage her breasts, gently placing soft kisses on her abused nipples.

  Lindsay whimpered softly as he maintained his soft treatment for a while, grateful to feel his soft touch. Gradually, he began to move lower, his hands tracing a path down her sides to secure her hips, and his mouth lingering at her navel. He nibbled at the edges, and licked at the tiny cavity there. She felt him shift his body so that he was nestled between her legs, and she rocked her hips slightly as he moved his hands to place them each on the insides of her thighs.

  Lindsay gasped and whimpered as he traced his thumbs up and down her outer folds. She rocked her hips into his touches, and he laughed at her. He traced a finger up her slit to collect her juices, and then swirled his finger over her clit.

  “You’re always so wet,” he said, his tone marveling.

  Lindsay nodded, again trying to do anything to appease him. Her core tingled with the knowledge that he was so close, and could give her what she wanted. She did not want to do anything that would even remotely hurt her chances.

  Erik continued to trace his finger up and down her slit, and Lindsay bit down on her gag as she fought her desire to squirm and thrash under his touch.

  “Well, you’re certainly wet,” Erik mused aloud. “But I wonder just how tight you are…”

  Chapter Ten

  Lindsay felt a thrill of excitement, and she had to school herself not to beg him through her gag. She felt her heart pound in her chest as he lined up his finger with her entrance and slowly but surely slide into her. When his finger was inside of her, Lindsay could no longer control herself, and she let out a long, keening moan.

  “God,” Erik said, his tone almost worshipful. “So tight. How on earth am I going to fit inside you?”

  Lindsay breathed heavily through her nose as Erik began to slowly pump his digit in and out of her throbbing pussy. Lindsay shook in her effort to remain perfectly still, and a light sweat was glistening on her skin.

  “You’re being so good,” Erik praised her, and Lindsay felt herself glow from his praise. “How about a little reward…”

  Erik proceeded to press another of his fingers into her, and Lindsay tightly gripped the metal frame of the bed. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she felt like she was being slowly torn apart from the inside out as he began to curl his fingers up against her g-spot. Lindsay could no longer control her actions, and her hips bucked up off the bed. He laughed lightly, and she feared that he would withdraw from her, but he did not.

  In fact, Erik kept up his slow, torturous pace. Lindsay ex
perienced extreme pleasure, but he was careful to keep her just away from the edge of no return. It was driving her crazy, and her head thrashed from side to side as she was overwhelmed with the torturous sensations. Erik laughed gently, and Lindsay moaned.

  “Would you like me to remove the gag?” Erik asked her.

  Lindsay did not answer, suspicious that this was some kind of trap designed to trick her into disappointing him.

  “Just nod if you would like the gag off,” Erik explained patiently. “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to set you up for failure.”

  Lindsay hesitated a moment more, but then nodded slowly. With one deft move, Erik untied the cloth securing her panties in her mouth, and then plucked the garment out of her mouth. Lindsay worked her jaw for a moment and licked at her lips to regain some moisture in her mouth.

  “What do you say?” Erik prompted her, gently stroking her hair.

  “Thank you,” Lindsay answered, her voice croaking and dry.

  “Very good,” Erik praised her. “I ungagged you for a very important reason. Can you guess what that is?”

  Lindsay thought for a long moment. She vaguely thought that he just wanted to hear the sounds of her suffering more clearly, but she didn’t dare say anything like that.

  “No,” she finally answered, shaking her head.

  “I’ll tell you,” Erik said, his voice soft. “I took it out, because I need verbal consent before I enter you.”

  Lindsay felt a shudder and a rush of excitement pass over her body at the idea of his thickness plunging into her. Subconsciously, she began to arch her hips up into the empty air.

  “But more than just that…” Erik said, his tone growing sinister. “I want to hear you beg for it.”

  Just as he uttered those words, Lindsay gasped as she felt the tip of his cock sliding up and down her entrance. She gasped and moaned immediately, beside herself with her need.

  “Oh God please!” she bit out desperately, frantically bucking her hips in her haste. She heard Erik laugh and felt him secure her hips with his hands.