“Five years ago I told you that I had a creepy fantasy about being forced. Do you know that was the first time I ever felt genuinely turned on? But in all the time since them, I never asked any of the guys I dated to hold me down or tie me up or do anything really. I faked my orgasms and pretended it was enough. Eighty percent of women fake it. We shouldn’t have to fake our orgasms when real ones are there for the taking if we just say what we want, do what we want.
“The real problem is that we’ve conditioned ourselves to believe this is okay. We stroke our men’s egos, hoping they will figure it out on their own and then get mad when they don’t. How could they possibly? They think everything is hunky dory because as far as they know, we come every time. If there’s not a problem, don’t fix it right?
“The truth is, I think more women than we could possibly know want the same thing or something like it. But they are afraid that their man or their friends will think they are freaks. If everybody wants it, it’s not freaky – it’s normal! So, I’m done with that. I have found what I want and I don’t care how weird or freaky it makes me! I’m embracing it, Hannah. I’m okay with all of it.”
Chapter 8
It was Thursday afternoon and Krista had just returned to the office from her lunch hour. Unfortunately, she’d had no time to actually eat. Instead, she’d had to run to the convenience store to pick up double AA batteries for the plug wedged into her rear. She wasn’t sure how long the batteries were supposed to last, but could honestly say she’d gotten her money’s worth after wearing the vibrating gadget all day for six days straight.
She was following Tyler’s commands to the letter and wore the plug everywhere, only taking it out when nature called and in the shower. As a result, she’d also started taking frequent trips to the bathroom in order to keep the moisture level in her panties somewhere below soaked. Even her boss had noticed the frequent trips away from her desk. When questioned, she’d lied, saying she had a urinary tract infection.
Krista hadn’t any idea when Tyler had dictated this, how difficult it would be. The hardest part was not the constant arousal the vibration caused her. Nor was it her panties, always dripping wet. Not even the fact that she, a tomboy had been forced to wear skirts rather than pants to hide her arousal from her coworkers. The hardest part was not touching herself. Sometimes she didn’t even realize she was on the verge of it. She had caught herself grinding into her chair this morning, forcing the vibration deeper without even noticing until her body clenched down and she nearly had an orgasm at her desk.
With an involuntary clench of her pussy, she fiddled with the business card he’d given her. He’d said to call his cell sometime this week to let him know where he should pick her up on Friday. Not wanting to rush into it, she’d waited, telling herself each time she pulled out the card, to give it a little longer. For all she knew he was busy dominating someone else, the time they spent together forgotten. Finally, she could wait no longer.
Krista picked up the card and her cell phone and made yet another trip to the bathroom. After checking the stalls to make sure there was no one else in the bathroom, she sat down on the little bench at the side. Shaking fingers dialed the number. She wasn’t sure why she was so nervous, but it was with trepidation that she held the phone up to her ear after hitting the ‘Send’ button.
“This is Tyler,” his gruff voice said from the speaker on her phone. For a second, she didn’t say anything. Like a deer in headlights, she couldn’t seem to form cognitive thoughts. She shook her head, trying to break the daze. If she didn’t say something, he was going to hang up.
“Hello Master,” she said breathlessly, as if there wasn’t enough air in her lungs to fully form the words.
Krista would swear later that she could actually feel him smiling through the phone.
“Hello my pet,” he said, his husky words going directly from her ears to her clit. “I was starting to think I hadn’t done my job well enough.”
“No Master,” Krista said quickly. “Friday night was amazing.”
“Really,” he said, chuckling at her response. “Then why did you wait so long to call?”
“I didn’t want to seem too needy, Sir,” she answered. “We only just met after all.”
“True,” Tyler said. “So, now that you have shown me how capable you are of pretending I don’t exist, I am going to have to punish you, I think.”
“But, Master,” Krista whined.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Tyler said. “No buts. We’ll start with a question. Have you obeyed me this week?”
“Yes Master,” Krista answered. “It’s been hard, but I’ve been so good, I swear.”
“Very good,” he said. “So then you are wearing it right now, while you are at work?”
“Yes Master,” she said. “Although I had to take a moment to replace the batteries on my lunch hour.”
“Good girl, my pet,” Tyler said. “You pass,”
“Pass what, Sir?” Krista asked.
“My test,” he said softly. “You see, I’ve used that particular plug on other subs and know exactly how long the batteries in it will last, give or taken an hour. If you hadn’t said that you had to replace them, I’d have known that you weren’t wearing it all the time. Instead, you passed and deserve a reward.”
“Sir?” she softly, wondering what he meant.
“Where are you, right this minute?” he asked.
“I’m in the bathroom, Sir,” she said.
“Good,” he responded. “Go into one of the stalls, pull down your skirt and take the plug out of your ass.”
Krista did as she was told, wondering how he know she was wearing a skirt, but not caring enough to voice the question. She held the phone up to her ear with her shoulder as she slowly eased the vibrating toy from her sphincter.
“Okay, Sir,” she said. “It’s out.”
“Now, turn the dial up to full and put it back in,” Tyler said. “You’ll need to put the phone on speaker and set it down.”
“Yes Master,” Krista said. She changed the settings on the phone and set it on top of the toilet paper dispenser. Then she complied with the remainder of his request. When the toy touched her already aroused sphincter, she shivered, goose bumps running down her arms. As it pushed inside her, the increased vibrations stirred the beginnings of an orgasm and the pressure began to build.
“Now, lean back, and play with your pussy.”
Krista moaned deeply as she submitted to his request.
“Pinch your clit, my pet,” Tyler said. “Pinch it hard, enough that you want to cry out, but keep quiet.”
As her fingers pinched her already aching clit, pussy cream squeezed out of her. When she thought she could take it no more, she let go, breathing hard.
“That’s it,” he said. “Now take three fingers and slide them all into your pussy as deep as you can go. Slide them in and out Krista, while you play with your clit with your other hand.”
“Master, please,” Krista said as pleasure rolled through her veins, igniting every molecule of her body as she followed his directions. “I’m already so aroused. Please give me permission. I need to come so badly. I’ve needed to for days.”
The sound of Tyler chuckling through the phone washed over her. “I didn’t say you could come, pet. I said that you deserved a reward for being good. Your reward is to be able to touch yourself, right now while you are on the phone with me. I also said that I planned to punish you for making me wait so long to hear from you. Your punishment is that you cannot have an orgasm.”
“No Master, please.” Krista begged, sexual frustration mounting as she continued to touch herself, knowing that she couldn’t let the pressure break around her. “Please, I beg you. Don’t make me wait.”
“You will wait for me, Krista,” Tyler said harshly into the phone. “Or your next punishment will be much worse. Is that clear?”
“Yes Master,” Krista replied. “It’s just so hard.”
“I know it’s ha
rd,” Tyler said. “But there’s reason for it and you will come to appreciate it in time. Now be a good girl, and go back to work, before you get into trouble. Oh and turn the dial back down to low.”
“Yes Master,” she said, complying with his command.
“When you get off the phone, text me your home address so I can pick you up tomorrow night.”
“Yes, Sir,” Krista said, taking deep breaths in an effort to reign in her libido. “Have a safe trip.”
“Thank you Krista,” Tyler said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
When Tyler hung up, Krista stood, picked up the phone and went to splash some cold water on her face. She blotted the excess water with a paper towel and looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, but other than that, she looked just the same. Thankfully, her sexual frustration wasn’t evident on her face. Nobody would know that she had just spent fifteen minutes masturbating in a bathroom. She texted him the address and went back to work.
Chapter 9
The doorbell rang at precisely eight o’clock as Krista stood in front of her bathroom mirror, brushing out her wet hair. She had rushed home after work, thrown together a quick spaghetti dinner and then hopped in the shower. She’d done everything at twice the speed she normally did and she still wasn’t ready.
The butterflies in her stomach had suddenly multiplied by about a hundred as she walked through her house towards the door. She didn’t know what he had planned tonight, so she hadn’t dressed up. Wondering what was going through his mind, she rubbed her sweaty palms down her thighs as she walked up to her front door. Taking a deep breath, she pulled it open.
“Hello pet,” Tyler smiled, walking through the open door. She was dressed in sporty sweats and her long wet hair was leaving little wet spots on the back of her tank top. She looked good without make-up, he decided, fresh with a touch of innocence.
He closed the door with his foot and pulled Krista into his arms. He hadn’t wanted to admit it to himself, but he’d thought about her a lot this week. On Tuesday afternoon, he’d begun taking every ‘private’ or ‘unknown’ call that came through on his cell since he didn’t know her number. By Thursday, he’d pretty much given up on hearing from her and been grumpy, biting everyone’s head off without even knowing it.
“Hello Master,” she whispered, just before he claimed her mouth. He pushed her head back and plunged his tongue aggressively between her teeth. The kiss wasn’t a greeting. Nor was it a prelude to sex. Truthfully, he wasn’t sure what it was about. He had dreamed on the plane about punishing her again for making him wait until Thursday to hear her voice. Maybe it was that.
Tyler put all of his feelings into the kiss, filling it with the mounting frustration he’d carried around each day that went by without her call. When he finally pulled his mouth away from hers and stepped back, they were both breathing hard. He saw her lift a hand to her lips, touching them as if to prove they were still there.
“I’ve missed you pet,” he said, breaking the silence.
“I’ve missed you too Master,” Krista said softly. She wasn’t sure what had just happened. The kiss was amazing, but way more emotional than she’d been expecting. There was something simmering beneath the surface and she wondered what it was. “Are you okay Master?”
“I’m okay,” he said. “Just glad to be home. Have you been good this week, my pet?” Tyler asked. He was looking forward to taking the plug out of her and replacing it with his dick.
When Tyler asked the question, Krista’s heart sank. She had worn that stupid plug all week long, just as he’d asked, only to leave it lying on the bathroom counter after her shower. She couldn’t believe she had forgotten or that she hadn’t noticed before now. She’d grown so accustomed to the way it felt buzzing inside her. Now that she thought about it, her backside felt dreadfully empty.
“Ummm, about that,” she said backing away from him as he suddenly began to advance on her, “I actually have. I wore it all week long, everywhere I went. But I took it out to take a shower, just before you got here and forgot to put it back. I’ve really worn it all week though. I swear I have.”
“You know there’s a way to determine if you are telling the truth, pet.” Tyler moved towards her, his dick hardening instantly. He lifted his shirt from his pants, pulling it over his head and tossing it on the floor as he kicked off his shoes.
Krista was still backing away from him, not exactly afraid, but definitely showing signs of apprehension. He thought about commanding her to stop, but he needed time to undress anyway. Besides, she was moving towards the kitchen table and he intended to bend her over it.
Tyler pulled one of the condoms out of his pocket before unbuttoning his pants and letting them fall to the floor, leaving him naked except for his socks. He stopped moving to unroll the sheath around his dick just as Krista backed into the table. She was a few feet away from him and he could see the pulse jumping in her neck and her quickened breaths.
“Are you frightened?” he asked, taking a step towards her.
Krista licked her suddenly dry lips, not daring to break eye contact. She didn’t know what she felt, only that she’d felt very much like prey as he stalked her through the house.
“I don’t know Master,” she said nervously as the kitchen table brushed against her ass. “Maybe.”
“Why,” he asked, taking another step towards her and thrilling in the fact that he could see her heartbeat increase.
“You seem predatory tonight Master,” she said, trying to swallow her nervous reaction. “It’s unsettling."
One more step would bring them together. He hadn’t intended to fuck her until they got back to his place, but the opportunity presented itself so he went with it. He stepped forward again, brushing his thighs against hers before spinning her around to face the table.
Krista gasped at the sudden movement, then felt her body melt into him as he pressed against the back of her from her calves all the way up to her neck. She relished the way his teeth felt against the sensitive spot beneath her ear, moaning as he slowly bit down, harder and harder until she cried out.
Tyler released the flesh of her neck to leave dark red teeth marks behind. He moved her hair out of the way, exposing a smooth expanse of throat on the other side and bit down again, slowly. When he heard her cry out again, he let go.
Krista lifted her arms as he grabbed her shirt and pulled it up her body. He took the sports bra with it, flinging both onto the floor as they came free of her wrists. Every thought in her brain disintegrated and a deep moan escaped her mouth when he reached around to squeeze her nipples, rolling the pebbled tips between his fingers.
“Time to find out, pet,” Tyler moved away from her and pulled her sweatpants and the panties underneath down to her ankles. Standing, he stroked his aching cock with one hand, pushing Krista’s chest down onto the table with the other. He pushed into her pussy, so tight and wet. Tyler drove into her several times, opening her up and making her pussy creamy.
“So wet,” he said.
Tyler pulled his dick out, repositioning it at her other opening and pushed forward. She’d been telling the truth. He sheathed himself deep inside her ass with one stroke. Working his hips, he began to drive in and out of her, squeezing her hips and pulling her towards him at the height of every thrust.
“Oh god,” she said, reveling in the way her anal muscles were already trembling around him.
After such a long period of enforced arousal with no satisfaction, Krista was peaking after only a few seconds. She was going to come. Her ass muscles were squeezing around the dick that impaled her and she was about to break into a million pieces.
“Do NOT come yet!” Tyler exclaimed, his dick pounding into her, balls slapping against her pussy lips with every thrust. “You will wait until I tell you.”
“Oh please Master,” she cried. She had been so horny, all week long and didn’t think she could take another moment. “Please, please, PLEASE!” She begged, hoping he w
ould have mercy on her and give her the release she sought.
“Had you been wearing the plug when I arrived, you would have come already as a reward. Now you will wait for me.”
Krista groaned, all the while loving the way he felt inside her. If he was determined that she would not come until he did, her only choice was to turn up the heat. She clamped down on him with her anal muscles every time he pushed into her and relaxed them as he pulled out. Over and over again, until her ass was quivering with unreleased tension and she thought she would lose her mind. Her hands searched desperately for something to grab hold of to gain some leverage.
“Good girl, pet.” Tyler said as he hammered her into the table. “Come Krista. Come with me!”
Tyler thrust deeply as his orgasm burst from his balls. He could feel Krista’s release coincide with his, their convulsions mirroring each others. A few seconds later, their orgasms subsided. Pulling slowly from her ass, he took the used condom off his dick and dropped it in the trash.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, pulling her off the table. “My dick is covered in come. Lick it clean.”
Krista was so thankful for a break in the pressure she’d been carrying around all week, she dropped to her knees in front of him and licked the come oozing from the tip of his cock. “Yes Master,” she said between licks, cleaning the come off his dick with her tongue.
Tyler leaned his head back and fought through the urge to push her off him. His dick was so sensitive after an orgasm, he often couldn’t take anyone sucking him for several minutes. But he’d barely gotten started yet with Krista and this would speed up his recovery time. He clenched his hands as she sucked his penis deep into her mouth. All he had to do was last until the tingles subsided.
Chained (When Bondage Meets Innocence) Page 8
