Tied to Him

by Tia Siren

  “You need some energy. We are off for a hike around the island later,” I said.

  Once it was prepared, I watched Elizabeth as she dug into her breakfast. She had worked up quite an appetite last night in front of the fire with me. I couldn’t help but think about how cute she actually was. She seemed like much more than a plaything, but I didn’t want to go down that avenue. Fuck, she was only here for short-term gratification.

  Elizabeth finished her breakfast. “What now, Sir?” she asked as she wiped her mouth with her napkin.

  “Time for you to get dressed,” I replied.

  “What are you talking about? I have nothing suitable to dress in!” she said in a shitty tone.

  “My Elizabeth, have you no idea? Come with me,” I commanded.

  I led her back to the room where she’d slept. It was located next to mine, yet she wouldn’t sleep with me. I found the whole sleeping together and cuddling after fucking too personal. I just wanted to do my thing and get in and get out as quickly as possible. The romantic side of a relationship held no interest for me at all.

  I opened the room and led her to the closet. There were more clothes than she could have probably imagined, but from what I had learned, she had a big imagination when it came to shopping. This selection was large enough.

  “Wow, Sir, this is quite a range of clothes. They’re all my size. How did you know? No, don’t tell me; you did your homework. You paid attention, didn’t you?” she asked with a smile on her pretty mouth.

  “Maybe, and don’t get too fucking smart-mouthed kitten,” I replied in a firm tone.

  “Sorry, Sir. I didn’t realize. I was just blown away.” She walked over and looked at the clothes.

  I had paid attention to her when I had opened the closet. By the expression that had been on her face, she was blown away. One good turn deserves another.

  “Get dressed while I watch,” I ordered her.

  I watched as she slowly slipped off her robe and faced me. Her large breasts enticed me. I watched as she stood naked in the closet and decided what to wear. She ran her hands over her curvaceous body. Fuck, she’s mocking me. I sensed it. She was seizing her opportunity to try to take control of the situation.

  Elizabeth picked some black panties and a matching bra, followed by a short blue miniskirt and a white blouse. She walked toward the bed and laid them beside me. I glanced at her as she picked up the panties and stared into my eyes. Then she slowly started to slip her feet into the panties. I had started to become aroused. It was like a reverse strip tease, and it turned me on immensely.

  “Stop!” I commanded.

  “What? You don’t like them, Sir?” she replied with sexy pink lips.

  “Yes. I just had a better idea,” I said. “Get on the bed and finger yourself on all fours.”

  The was a twinkle in Elizabeth’s eyes. She had obviously thought something would happen, yet she was probably expecting a fucking, and unfortunately for her, that wasn’t going to happen. This session, like all the others, was for my gratification only. If she came, it was because I wanted her to.

  I stood up and watched as Elizabeth climbed onto the bed. I could see her pussy mound between her legs as she crawled. It was obvious she had already started to get wet, as I could smell her pussy. Fuck, it’s heavenly.

  Elizabeth rested on her forearm and reached back with her hand. She spread her young pussy lips and started to stimulate her clit. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the bed. I watched as her finger flicked wildly over her clit while she gripped the bedsheet and groaned.

  My cock became erect under my robe, but I didn’t want Elizabeth to see it yet. I placed my hands in my robe pockets and grabbed my cock through the fabric. I slowly started to stroke my cock as I intently watched her arouse herself.

  “Put your fingers in,” I commanded as I continued to masturbate through the bathrobe.

  Elizabeth opened her eyes and stared at me as she spread her pussy wider and slid her middle finger into it.

  “Ah, oh, Sir, this feels so wet. It’s so hot, Charles, just for you,” she said. She was a little bitch, trying to entice me like that.

  I stood my ground and showed no sign I had listened to her, but I’d heard every word. My cock throbbed, and I could feel that I was fully erect. I slowed the strokes along my cock so I could control everything and not get lost in the feeling of coming while watching Elizabeth's show.

  “Ooh, Sir, don’t you want a piece of this fine pussy I have made wet for you?” she retorted.

  “Shh!” I demanded.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  I didn’t want her to see that I was, in fact, yearning for her body. Fuck, I was hard, and my cock was aching for her touch. I kept my poker face and walked to the side of the bed. She had taken a belt out of the closet, so I had a plan. I slipped off my robe and let it fall to the floor. I watched Elizabeth as her eyes fell on my hard cock. She immediately mentally fucked me in about two seconds.

  “I want to fuck your mouth, Elizabeth,” I said. “Come here and suck it good.”

  I reached for the leather belt and held the buckle in my hand. I hit the bed a couple of times to gauge how hard it would be against her white skin when I slapped her.

  “A spanking? Have I been a naughty girl, Sir?” Elizabeth asked, her eyes showing just how badly she wanted a little bit of pain mixed with her pleasure.

  “It’s just in case you are. Now, no more talking. Start sucking,” I ordered. “Only your mouth so you can continue to fuck yourself.”

  Elizabeth crawled over to face me. She rested at the edge of the bed and placed her mouth tightly around the head of my cock. Her mouth gripped just under the head as I felt her tongue tease the slit. My body quivered as sexual fireworks exploded all over. Fuck, my body shuddered as I watched Elizabeth continue to finger herself.

  Elizabeth slid my cock all the way into her mouth and held it there until she gagged for breath. I sensed she liked what she was doing, so I raised my arm and brought the belt down onto her shapely ass. Her body jolted and the grip of her mouth tightened around my cock. Then her head continued to rock up and down as she sucked hard on my dick.

  She slipped it out for a moment. “Wow, Sir, your co—”

  I crashed the belt onto her ass.

  Her skin was red and welts had started to form. The image of the belt slowly appeared on her ass. I grabbed a fistful of her long blond hair and wrapped it around my fingers. I pushed her head harder onto my cock as she slid a second finger inside her pussy. I could hear how wet she had become, as the sound of her hand slamming against her sounded faintly like the lapping ocean crashing against the rocks.

  My mind wandered back to when I had finger-fucked her in the ocean. Will she come the same? Or Will she come in a different way? I wondered.

  I tightened my grip on her hair and raised my arm. Elizabeth thrust her head down and swallowed the full length of my cock as I popped her on the ass again.

  She arched her body and thrust out her ass, shoving her fingers harder into her pussy as I mouth-fucked her. I lifted and pushed the hand that had a hold of her hair, her head rocking under my control.

  She moaned loudly against my dick, sending a nice vibration down to my balls.

  The hotness of her mouth wrapped around my cock. The veins pulsed and my body twitched. I pulled on Elizabeth’s hair and raised her head. I looked into her eyes and saw the emotion within her. I stared deeply into her gaze and slapped her again on her ass. She blinked, and her eyes appeared damp. I pushed her back down onto my cock, and she continued to suck me.

  I paid attention and watched how Elizabeth’s body changed. Her ass stuck in the air, and she grabbed the sheets tightly. I wanted her to come without me touching her, and I also wanted to come, but without touching her.

  I tugged her hair and removed my cock from her mouth. “On your back!” I commanded.

  Elizabeth rolled onto her back and continued to finger herself. She gazed up at me as I continue
d to stroke my cock. With one of her hands, she reached for her nipple and started to pinch hard. She winced at the little bit of self-inflicted pain as her body started to get ready to release the fire in her pussy.

  She had spread her pussy lips and now had three fingers deep inside herself. She continued to gaze into my eyes as she erotically pushed, eager to come. She watched me frantically stroke and masturbate while I watched her fuck her pussy. Elizabeth’s body arched and her legs began to tremble. She started to groan as her body let forth the shower of feelings that emanated from her pussy and fled throughout her body.

  My balls were ready to explode. I had tingles running up my spine, my legs began to shake, my cock pulsated, and then my balls released their hot cum. It was better than good. It was heaven.

  I rested my hand on Elizabeth’s shoulder as I pulled back my cock and spurted my hot cum over her huge, perfect tits and face. I regained my composure and grabbed my robe. I turned and headed toward the door.

  “Wash up and get dressed,” I commanded.

  “Yes, Sir,” she replied as she wiped her face and body.

  I entered my room and quickly showered and got dressed. I walked back down the hall toward her room as lust danced through my veins. I harshly banged on the door with my fist, hoping to scare her a little. She was still way too ballsy for her own good.

  I walked down the stairs as she moved up behind me.

  “That was beyond awesome, Sir,” she said.

  With no mention of it, I headed into the kitchen.

  “Be outside in ten minutes max,” I demanded as I slipped on my boots and headed toward the kitchen door. “If you are not outside in ten minutes, I’ll have to show you some real discipline and put you in a cage. I’ll then leave you there and fuck your body only when I’m ready. It’s about time you learned your real place around here.”

  Time to get rough. Time to get real.

  Chapter 11

  Elizabeth

  We had walked for ages, and the sights had been fantastic. dotted around the island, Charles had had a few rest houses constructed in case it became too hot; he had thought of everything. We had walked along the clifftops and seen signs of shipwrecks from years gone by, and the water had been as clear as anything.

  Charles had had many areas planted with exotic fruits and vegetables, and there was even a village for the workers. Yet Charles, being Charles, had sent them to the mainland along with Jonathan. When he said that he paid attention and did his homework, by Christ did he mean it. Every single “t” had been crossed and every “i” had been dotted.

  I had started to think he was not actually human with the way he perfected every single thing in his life. Surely, he must have had one chink in his armor, but if he did, he was good at hiding it.

  “These views are fantastic, Sir,” I said as I looked out at the ocean. “Even from here I can see the coral reef and the fish. Wow, it’s awesome.”

  “You can now see why I come here so often. It’s much more relaxing than the city. I bought it cheap and have invested a lot. I could quite easily live here and be self-supported—no need for anything from the mainland, apart from the Internet of course,” he added with a tiny chuckle.

  “Well, Sir, it has surprised me. I was just expecting a tiny hut and a dirty mattress,” I replied with a huge laugh.

  “Think you’re funny?” he replied through his poker face.

  We had been resting in one of the rest huts for a while, and I had lain down and closed my eyes. I pictured what it would be like when I actually got back to the mainland. I had gone past being turned on. I was in the zone, and what a fucking zone it was. Every stimulation you could imagine had been through my pussy since we had arrived on the island, and the orgasms had been mind-blowing.

  I started to realize that once Charles let me go after the weekend, I would be free to resume what I had thought was an exciting life, but I knew I would be addicted to him before we hit the pier on the mainland. My life would be in utter fucking turmoil, and I would find myself in the same position I had put others in before. I too had fucked with others’ lives, and they could not get over me, and now I would be thrown into the same state. I would find that every guy I went with would leave me wanting. There wasn’t an alternative to Charles. He was it.

  I tried to shake off any thought of what my future boring life would be like, but it was stuck. Charles just kept coming back into my mind and ruining everything.

  We left the rest hut once the sun had mellowed a bit and carried on walking toward the hills. The tracks slowly started going upward, and we entered the small jungle. I heard birds, insects, and monkeys chattering among themselves but keeping out of eyesight. The trees cleared ahead of us, and I could hear the noise of running water. I thought nothing of it until we cleared the trees. I had just seen the most exotic location in the world. We stood by a small lagoon of crystal-clear water, and at the side was one of the best waterfalls I had ever seen.

  The whole area was isolated from the outside world, and it appeared the only way you could see it was from actually being inside this ring of trees. Even the beams of sunlight were semi-blocked by the overhanging trees, and the overflow from the lagoon ran under rocks before it made its way into the river below us.

  “I’m sure you could not design a location any better than this. Mother nature truly is remarkable,” Charles said as he smiled and kicked off his shoes.

  “Yes, Sir. This is wonderful. I feel like I have died and gone to heaven,” I replied as I walked around the lagoon.

  On the opposite side of the lagoon, there was a pathway through the cascading water. I gently walked along the rocks, and the water flowed over me, my long blond hair sticking to my body as my clothes became soaked and weighed me down. I held out my arms and just let the cold water flow over me. Goose bumps formed on my body and my nipples become erect as the water washed away any signs of the morning's trek to reach here.

  I shuddered and crossed the remainder of the pathway. I looked at Charles, who had perched himself on a rock. I jumped back onto the tiny sandy beach and walked over to a low-hanging branch. I placed my hands on the branch and just stood as the water dripped from my clothes.

  Charles stood and headed in my direction. He reached into his backpack as he approached me and then pulled me close to his chest. He raised his arm, and as I looked up, I saw he had expertly handcuffed me to the branch.

  “What? Sir, what’s all this in aid of?” I said with a slight bit of panic.

  “Playtime,” he replied with a grin on his face.

  “You-you should let me go! This isn’t fucking right,” I shouted.

  “Just relax. This is your next lesson,” Charles said.

  He dropped his backpack on the ground and pulled out a large knife.

  “Keep that away from me,” I shouted as I kicked my legs in the air.

  “I’m not going to hurt you,” he replied as he quickly slipped the knife under my shirt and sliced it open. Then he took the blade and sliced through my bra straps.

  As the remnants of my clothes fell to the floor, Charles opened my pants and slipped them from my slender legs. Then he used the large knife to cut the elastic on my panties.

  I breathed heavily as Charles grabbed my panties and tore them from my body. He held them to his nose before he shoved them into his pants pocket. I stood naked and shackled to the tree, and I wondered what Charles had in store. God, to humiliate me and to bring me to another climatic end... I couldn’t know.

  He slipped out of his clothes and reached into his backpack. I could see he had thought of this before we had even left the house, as he pulled out a small riding crop and what looked like a small dildo. My legs trembled, and I wondered how I could even contemplate trying to have any ounce of control in this situation. Charles had me helpless as he started to stroke his toys over my body.

  I thought of home and how I wished I had never agreed to all of this. So far, not only had I endured what he had done to me,
but I actually got turned on by him doing it.

  “Have you see or used one of these before?” Charles asked as he ran the thin dildo over the lips of my mouth.

  “Yes, Sir. I have tried one once before, Sir,” I replied as I tried to free my hands from the branch.

  “So, you won’t mind me using it on you now then?” he replied.

  “No. Just be careful, Sir,” I snarled as he rubbed the thin dildo against my pussy.

  He ran the handle of the riding crop over my breasts and toward my mouth. The handle of the whip was shaped like a small penis, and he rubbed it over my nipples and placed it close to my mouth.

  “Suck it. Suck that little cock, Elizabeth,” Charles said as he placed the penis handle into my mouth.

  I pursed my lips and sucked on the tiny penis handle as Charles wiggled the thin dildo around my pussy. I got wet and lubricated the toy. Charles smiled at me as he kicked my legs and pushed the small dildo against my ass. I gasped for breath as he pushed with gentle pressure and it slowly started to slip into position up my ass. I had a sharp intake of breath as it slid into place and my pussy tightened with the extra pressure.

  “Ah, my pussy is throbbing,” I said as I wiggled my ass and felt my insides being stimulated by the vibration as he turned it gently.

  “I know, pretty girl. I wanna hear you come long and hard for me. Got it?”

  I nodded. The more I moved, the more I got turned on, and the more I hated myself for enjoying it. My body quivered as Charles ran the whip handle down my body and rubbed it against my clit. The heat was building up inside me, and I wanted him to push me further, yet I tried to fight the feelings. I thrust my hips forward and tried to push my pussy onto the tiny penis handle, yet Charles saw I was doing this and pulled the whip away.

  I wanted something big inside me. I wanted to be fucked. Oh, God, I wanted Charles. I wanted to feel his huge cock inside me.

  Charles masturbated, stealing my attention. He thrust the handle into my pussy, and my head bowed. I tried to fight it, but I was in that erotic, pleasure-filled zone. Charles had taken me to that dark place of his again, and my animal urges took over me, forcing me to want carnality and lust.