"So, you want to be bad in your fantasies with... with me?" she asks.
"Yes, I do. I definitely do, Sienna."
Her eyes widen and she turns away while rinsing her breakfast plate. I can’t see her expression.
"Will I be hurt?"
"No, but you might be scared. My fantasies are of dominance and of rough play. It might be uncomfortable for a time."
Sienna thinks and smiles, "Okay, I see that you need it, Jonathan. Okay."
I can't believe her. She is so fucken amazing. I warn her once more.
"You may be scared and uncomfortable, but always safe."
"Yes, Jonathan, I understand."
Sienna sips her coffee and her green eyes glow as they always do in the mornings. I go behind her and cuddle her and kiss her neck. She is mine, finally. Tonight, she'll get a taste my fantasy and it will be unbelievably good.
SIENNA
The ride to work was nice, except for my lipstick removal! I've never known a guy to be so into kissing. Not that bullshit kind of kissing, though. The real deal, where the guy is making you breathless and horny because he wants to passionately place his tongue with yours and feel the inside of your wet mouth.
Sometimes, I wished I could tell guys, especially the ones at college. I'd say, "Hey, you're doing it wrong. Don't grab the breasts. Go for the mouth. She'll be horny in two minutes flat if you do it right. Then you'll get to all bases after two, simple, passion driven minutes."
Okay Sienna, you're being very sarcastic this morning. Why? Ooh yes Jonathan's bad boy, rough fantasy thing, that'd be it! Shit!
Alright so scared and rough, but always safe. That will be alright, Sienna. Now get back to work.
The Langdon room was a great place to work. It was calm and the temperature was perfect. I had been given a list of clients to join the new group we were thinking of starting next month. I was to familiarize myself with the candidates and pull up any red flags and investigate them with Jonathan at eleven am. He would be in an app meeting until then.
Okay, let's see Denise Farrow. Schizophrenia... a history of theft and violence. Mmm, well they would be red flags. Okay, and hallucinations of dragons and witches and wizards trying to kill her. Okay, I don't know if they have medication for that! Poor woman, how terrible. She would definitely add character to the group, that's for sure!
Next is Charlie Groper. Severe manic depression with suicidal tendencies. Tried to commit suicide three times after the loss of his job three years ago, poor man.
Okay, Nancy Walker. Severe psychotic episodes and outbursts that are denoted by rage and severe panic. Umm, no comment.
Next is Louis Johnson a well-managed schizophrenic who has difficulty socializing.
Okay, well, they are all red flagged except for Louis. Wow, I can't imagine how exhausting life must be for them with the illnesses they have. There were no "normal" candidates really. It is a quarter to eleven and Jonathan will be calling for me soon.
I continue to the bathroom and fix my hair and add to my makeup. I like the professional look. It suits me, I think.
"Ms. Ruston, Mr. Ellis will see you if you're ready."
I walk over to the buzzer, "Thanks, Jeremy," I say.
Jonathan is sitting at his desk when I go through the door. I have all the files in my hand and I walk and go to sit down.
"No, don't sit. Put the files down and let me look at you," he says.
I place the files on the coffee table and I straighten up and look at him.
"Turn around so I can see the back of you."
I twirl around and notice the firmness in his voice. It turns me on.
"Mmm, very nice. Now bend over."
I bend forward so my ass completely faces him and I wait.
"Good girl, you can sit down now. Tonight, you will be commanded to do things in the fantasy. You must do as you are told or it may become uncomfortable for you."
I look at him, intrigued by his fascination with the fantasy he wants to make me endure. One-half of me yearns for it and the other half of me is scared to death.
"Jonathan, is there a safe word for tonight?"
"Yes, your safe word is Enough."
"Okay, thanks."
"Remember Sienna, you will always be safe just uncomfortable and scared. Please try and embrace it."
I look and realize that he yearns for it, craves it and can't wait for it.
"Yes, Jonathan. I will be a good girl."
His eyes light up as I hit a nerve. He knows I understand as I speak to him in his language. I will be his submissive and the show will play out. I will be the main character in the theme of it all.
JONATHAN
"Sienna, have you found any red flags?"
She eyes her notes and looks up at me. I won't have her today because she'll be mine tonight.
"Um, they are all red flagged bar Louis Johnson."
I look at her puzzled, "Is Louis Johnson a schizophrenic?"
"Yes, yes he is."
I add, "Well then he is a red flag."
"Even though his file says well-managed?" she asks.
"Yes. He is still red flagged because if he does not take his medication..."
I wait for her to read the consequences.
"If he doesn't take it, then he thinks he is in a war fighting enemies and becomes very violent and aggressive."
"Yes, exactly," I say smiling.
Sienna puts the notes down and looks at me, "Then they're all no good. How can we help them if they are all too out there to be helped?"
I see her beautiful soul, the one that cares without question. I like it. I love the fact that she yearns to help them.
"Well, we will have to make sure we have security. It will cost a bit more but that doesn't matter. If we're going to help them, then we'll do just that."
Sienna smiles and her brightness beams inside the room. She is delighted at my answer.
"Oh, how wonderful you are to care so much, Jonathan."
I look at her and smile, "Yes, we both care a great deal, don't we?" I say.
Sienna looks at me and I can see that she is slightly aroused. I know she wants me but I don't want the night to be less intense.
"Sienna, we must behave so we can enjoy the fantasy tonight, okay?"
"How do you know what I'm thinking? It could have been about the carbs I want to eat for lunch."
I smile and pull up my sleeves. She bites her lip, "Um, no the thoughts were for me," I say cheekily, “Go and get some lunch!"
Sienna stands up and walks to me, kissing my cheek.
"I'll be a good girl tonight, Jonathan," she says.
Fuck. I don't know what to say to that. She is the perfect submissive that I need for my fantasy. She walks out and I watch her ass move beautifully as she goes out the door. Fuck.
I decide to ring David to confirm the plans for tonight, "Hey just want to check that everything's set."
"Yes, mate I've read the script and I know what to do. Should be fun. Your girl knows about it?"
"Yes, she doesn't know the details but she knows that I'm doing something bad."
"Great, see you later on then. Hey what's her safe word?"
"Her safe word is Enough," I say.
"Great, see you tonight."
I think about the script and how perfect it'll be. Sienna will be scared and she knows it's coming, tonight. I can't wait for it all.
SIENNA
Now I'm home from work I am glad to see Jenna. She is also getting ready for a night out with Juan and I can't wait to spend time getting ready with her. She's going to braid my hair now that I'm dressed. I am wearing a silver sparkly dress that she's loaned me for the night. The fit was a little loose on her and she is delighted to lend it to me.
"Hey Siena. So your internship is going well then?"
"Yes, really well. Tonight, we will discuss the sessions over dinner," I say lying to her.
"I hear that he's super hot! When he comes to college to lecture, he's gorg
eous. Some of the girls choose psychology just to see him."
"Really?" I say, acting dumb. "He's definitely handsome but you know me, always studying with not much time to look at guys."
Jenna brushes my hair and uses a comb to pull the hair for the braid.
"We'll leave some whispy bits at the sides because it's sexy," she says.
"I don't need to be sexy, just professional."
I know I am lying, but Jenna would tell everyone on campus if she knew I was fucking Jonathan. That was not going to happen, and I was happy to have a secret of my own.
Jenna finished and sprayed my hair lightly so that the look would stay in.
"Gotta go, my Juan is waiting out front."
"See ya, have fun, babe," I say as she goes out the door.
I check my makeup and get a text from Jonathan, "Stephen will pick you up at six-thirty and I will see you in the fantasy soon."
I look at my watch and see that it is six-fifteen. My watch is always spot on. I have got time to empty my bladder and double-check my makeup before I go outside and wait for my ride.
Beautiful. I do look pretty cute. The dress hugs my figure perfectly and I feel good.
I get outside and the air is cool but not freezing. I know that Stephen is always on time and it is six twenty-eight.
There is a black car coming down the road and I move forward to the curb to see it. It is going fast and pulls up next to me. It is not Stephen so I walk back to my door.
"Get in the car, now!" the voice says.
I hear the man behind me and I look to see a hooded man wearing a balaclava. I run as fast as I can.
Before I can get to my door, I have a light bag put over my head and I am grabbed from behind by an exceptionally strong man. I can't even breathe, let alone say anything.
We fall to the ground and I can only feel my heart beating out of my chest and fear overwhelms me.
My face is pushed down and I can smell grass and my hands are tied firmly with rope behind me.
"Get up you fucking whore, now!"
The man sounds American but extremely angry. I walk with him and I hear a door open to the car. It was black but not the Mercedes I'd been waiting for.
The man sits me on the edge of the car, it feels like there is someone else there. I am terrified as I am placed in the car with a seatbelt on.
I am sitting tied, gagged, blindfolded and scared. I can't breathe. I can't see a thing and I just wish I'd stayed inside.
"Don't try to talk, bitch. You understand?"
I nod my head and know that they are serious. There are two of them. The other man is driving and has not spoken.
"Hurry up, drive faster."
The acceleration speeds up. The car slows down and we pull into a gravel driveway, from the sound.
The door opens and I am pulled out and my hands are sore from the rope.
"You're a bad girl, Sienna and you haven't had enough yet have you?"
I realize that the words signify the fantasy. ‘Bad girl’ and ‘enough’. Enough is my safe word and he's reminding me of it now.
He unties my gag, "I'll be a good girl."
He pulls me into a door and it is a house, I think. The door closes behind us and I am placed standing on my own.
"Glad you could join us. You can't escape you know."
It is Jonathan and I can hear his voice and its meanness.
"I'm a good girl," I say.
The other man moves closer to me and unzips my dress and I stand in my stockings and underwear.
"Fuck, she's hot," says the American.
His hands move over me like I am prey and he unties my hands and lifts them above my head. They are cuffed and attached above me so I cannot move away. I stand and wait, still blindfolded and unable to see.
Jonathan says, "You have been so bad that we're going to put you back in your place, Sienna."
I nod my head and I feel my chest heave.
"Whip her," says Jonathan.
I feel my leg move as it is hit from behind, just under my ass.
"Oh!" I gasp.
"Again," he says firmly.
The whip cracks again, and I shudder in pleasure and pain. I know not to talk.
"Pull her clothes off."
The man moves to me, rips my bra and pulls on my underwear. It won't break so he pulls harder.
"Cut it," says Jonathan loudly.
My breath is taken away as the American man cuts off my lingerie. The scissors next to my skin feel dangerous and cold.
"Oh, god…," I say, still a bit frightened.
Jonathan says, "Are you going to be a good girl?"
"Yes, I am a good girl."
My hands are untethered and I am walked to a couch and made to sit upright and waiting.
"Do you like cock?" says Jonathan.
I nod a ‘yes’, trying to be good.
"Do you like black cock?"
I don't know what to say. "Um..."
"You will like it because you're a good girl."
I am excited by his mean voice. He is going to watch me with another man, for his fantasy. I nod another ‘yes’ and feel my breath quicken.
"Open your legs and play with your pussy. Just your clitoris."
I do as he says and hear the American next to me breathing heavy.
"Fuck yeah," says the American watching me.
"Place your hands out and touch his cock."
I do as I'm told and I feel a large cock in front of me. I am excited by this and touch it.
"He is going to fuck your mouth. Do you understand?"
I nod a ‘yes’ and feel the cock on my lips and then inside my mouth. It is slightly bigger than Jonathan's and I try not to gag as he moves it in and out slowly.
"Oh, fuck yeah, she's good," says the American.
Jonathan is quiet as the man is moving his huge cock in and out of my mouth. I am not tied up anymore and my pussy is getting wet.
"Pull your cock out and touch her pussy."
I wait as the large hand gropes my pussy and a finger slides in. It feels so good and I gasp without meaning too.
"Oh, oh!"
"I thought you were going to be a good girl?" says Jonathan.
I dare not speak as I am tied to the lounge with my hands placed above my head.
"Do not move or there will be pain, Sienna."
My feet are free but the top half of me is tied. I am uncomfortable but not scared anymore.
"Ice her nipples."
The American is next to me and drips ice water on my breasts, trying to hit my nipples. My nipples harden and it is desperately cold.
"Lick it off."
The American breathes on my chest and uses his tongue to lick the water off. I feel numb and very turned on at the same time.
"Spit on her."
I lay still, as my pussy is spat on and my legs are pulled apart. The man is firm and has very large hands. The spit goes onto my clitoris and falls down my slit.
"Fuck…, do it again," says Jonathan, watching my pussy.
The spit lands on my opening and I am severely turned on, knowing that he is watching. The fact that I can't see makes it even more erotic.
"Turn her over."
Although my hands are tethered, it is possible for the tether to swivel. The American pulls my body and places me in the doggy style position. My hands are in front, and I am laying that way too, chest down and ass in the air.
"Spit and rub it in."
The American spits on my ass and rubs it in on my ass and down my pussy. I try hard not to, but I can't help but moan.
"Ah… oh!"
"Spank her."
My ass is whipped hard and more spit goes on, and is rubbed in. I want to be fucked so badly it hurts. Jonathan is turned on by me being touched by this man. I am turned on knowing that he is watching.
"Do it," says Jonathan.
I wait and I feel nothing. There is no touch or sound for a moment and I am breathing in silence.
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bsp; Then all of a sudden, I am entered by the American's cock and I am shocked at the pleasure I feel as it goes in.
"Fuck her hard," says Jonathan.
I am stuck face down and the huge cock pushes into me relentlessly as fast as he can go.
"Oh, fuck… fuck…," says the American.
"Slow it now," says Jonathan.
The intensity moves to a slow pace and the huge tip of his cock touches my G-spot every time he pushes it in.
I can't help but moan and Jonathan grabs my hair from the side.
"Suck my cock, Sienna."
I open my mouth and his cock goes in. It tastes like pre-cum and Jonathan is extremely turned on by the scenario. His cock is rock hard.
The American quickens the pace and Jonathon moans as I suck his cock. Then he pulls it out.
"Untie her and take her blindfold off. She's been a good girl."
I am untethered and laid on the lounge. The American places his cock in my mouth and Jonathan fucks me hard and fast, knowing already the rhythm that I need to make me cum.
"Oh, oh yes."
I cum as Jonathan wants and he smiles at me.
"Get up and sit on him."
The beautiful black man lies down with his huge cock saluting me and I climb on.
"Lean forward," says Jonathan.
I do and he places his finger in my ass with lubricant on it, then his cock slides in almost effortlessly.
"Oh!"
I can barely move as he pushes it in and out of me, and the American pulls my body up and down on his cock as well. I am being fucked by two men and the intensity is unbelievable.
The two men get into a rhythm holding me and pushing cocks into me like a toy. I love it and my body has never known such pleasure. The American is in Heaven as his cock is taken by my very wet pussy. His hands move over my breasts and it is so erotic.
The men continue to pummel into me and then Jonathan pulls out.
"Can we tie you up again?"
I nod a ‘yes’ and I am tied down on a mattress in a starfish position.
Jonathon entered me and the American placed his cock for me to suck.
Jonathan pummels into my pussy as he watches me lick and suck on the stranger’s cock.
"Oh, fuck yeah, Sienna. I'm cumming…"
The American pulls out his cock and I continued to lick the tip in ecstasy.
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