“You could always come down here and hire me for nothing Kathy. I’ve acted my fantasy out a few times with male and female clients. It gets stronger every time. As I said, if you don’t like what I have planned for you tonight, stop me. Jean only gave you a straight double fuck over her kitchen table. Me, I like my sex kinky, long, rough, and hard, and I would like to experience it later as your prisoner.”
“Jean and I only fucked the once Tanis. She brought me out of the closet. She wanted to fuck me and told me so. We didn’t have time for anymore. It was quick in and out sex over the kitchen table. I loved every second of it, even as her captive. After that episode, I became a committed lesbian. I’d never had sex with any woman before Jean, except in my fantasy mind. Her sex has the ‘Wow’ factor. I always play the dominant role in my fantasy. With Jean, it was the opposite. It all happened on impulse. When she put the hard word on me, and later her hard dildos into me, I flipped. She was so dominant and attractive to me it tempted me into trying submissive lesbian sex with her.”
“I found her hard to resist too Kathy. But then, I’m bisexual, which made it easier for me.”
“Jean’s beauty and her experienced hands working between my thighs on the trip down softened me up to her will. As yours did on the motorbike. Now I only prefer women. Unless it’s Welland. He knows what a woman wants and makes love like a professional male prostitute.”
Tanis laughed. “I am a professional Kathy. I have a dinner date with Welland on Wednesday evening. I sensed you’d slept with him. Jean too, when you called her by her first name at the club tonight. The way you both looked at each other confirmed it. She has something most women want. Maybe I can give you what you crave too. After I’ve finished with you tonight Kathy, our future sex life will never be the same again. Unless you lose your bottle and say the word?”
“Which I’ve forgotten Tanis. I know too, Welland won’t let you down on your date either. I let Jean tie me up as it seemed to turn her on. It turned me on, once she’d started into me. I had never experienced such a strong orgasm before and wanted more of it from women like her.”
“This time it won’t be a quick in and out job Kathy. You’re going to explore all your true feelings with me tonight.”
“I won’t chicken out Tanis. I’m not experienced with women, so please be patient with me. I’d have liked my fantasy to stay my fantasy, as it scares me, being a genuine police officer. Yet, I’ll indulge your fantasy with you in private if it’s what you want from me. I won’t be able to control my feelings either once aroused. You are a professional, so able to take it as my captive lover?”
“You’re not gentle with your prisoners in your fantasy then, Kathy?”
“No. With you though Tanis, my regular sexual future does look brighter.”
Her heart hammering, Tanis continued. “You don’t know what you’re missing Kathy. Especially while fucking a willing prisoner you’ve taken in your uniform. Or a certain part thereof. Call it my strongest submissive fantasy.”
“I would be nervous the first time Tanis. I never thought I’d be lucky enough to find a willing woman prisoner unless she was a professional.” Could I be that lucky? Is Tanis telling me what she wants from me on a regular basis? She must have clients who feel as I do, being a professional submissive herself.
“Strong women like me. Now and again like to be out of control with a dominant woman in uniform pulling their strings Kathy. My feelings won’t be professional with you but genuine pleasure. Feel free to experiment on me.”
“By the look on your face Tanis, you look ecstatic.”
“I am. You’ve answered my question and may yet grant my secret wish.”
“If it’s what you want from me. Who am I to deny you your pleasure-pain Tanis? I’ll look forward to giving you whatever you crave.”
Tanis opened the door to the cellar and pushed her happy captive through. “First though, you are my prisoner to do with as I wish Kathy. Afterwards, take from my willing body what you will.”
Kathy began to tremble as Tanis held her upper arm and led her through the door into the cellar. She glanced around when her beautiful captor switched on the flickering electric candle type lights. Then pulled her by her bound wrists towards its darker corner. Her heart beating faster she cried, “Ohh Myy Godd Tanis!”
“It’s where Jean and I bring our willing captives, Kathy.”
In front of Kathy stood a medieval stretching rack. Its platform split to take a soft vinyl roller, which spanned its full width. Controlled by electrics the roller could rise and fall under a victim’s lower spine at the touch of a button. Then stretch their racked naked body only enough to tighten their bits. Each corner of the rack held restraint posts fitted with soft leather cuffs. All the prisoner had to do was to say the magic word for release. The pillow roller behind the prisoner’s neck controlled the angle of their head up or down. The rack letting the dominant lover walk up to their captive’s body and place their open thighs over their mouth. The height of the contraption was compatible with the average height of a standing human’s pubic patch, with slight adjustments for size.
Too excited to do anything but stand and stare, Kathy said. “Ohhh My God Tanis! I don’t know. I’ve never done anything like this in my life before.”
“So, you keep saying, Kathy. What do you think those kinky people at Welland’s club, which includes Jean, are doing tonight? Let yourself go. There’s always a first time for everything. You may like it coming from me, as I’ll like it coming from you in your partial uniform. You can always say the magic word, and straight fuck me instead, as long as you wear the important part of my fetish while doing it?”
Without another word, Tanis released Kathy from her bonds and stripped her naked. Except for her tight police sweater and its essential logo. Then led her toward the rack and began to undo the straps.
Her prisoner, unable to stop her, because she was shaking so much, managed. “If I remember the word, you’ll release me, Tanis?” At least she’s left me my sweater. It is a little cold in here.
“I promise Kathy.” She turned her captive towards her and lifted her jumper. She took a hot breast in each hand, weighed them, then sucked on their big erect points, leaving them soaked in her venom. Kathy gasped. She glanced into Kathy’s shy eyes, smiled, then said. “You were saying, Kathy?”
“Nothing Tanis. I am starting to feel good with this.”
Tanis led Kathy to the rack and tied her down, making sure she could escape if she wanted to. “It won’t be long now Kathy.”
Helpless now, Kathy sensed a presence at her head and looked up. Excitement sparkled in her eyes. Her beautiful captor stood there in silence looking down at her. Their eyes met as Tanis led a finger from between her covered breasts up to the hollow of her throat. Following the neckline of her tight sweater, she caressed the pulsing veins in her throat as she did so.
The sparkle in her captor’s eyes and the hardness of her nipples told Kathy of Tanis’s hunger for her body. She said, “I do turn you on, don’t I Tanis?”
Tanis nodded, “Yes. It’s not all in the uniform either Kathy. You are an attraction I can’t resist. I know you haven’t done this before, all you need do is trust me. It’s why I’m a kinky professional.” She lowered the head roller and raised the spine one.
Kathy felt her head fall back. Her throat and breasts stretched into an exquisite tightness, under the restraint of her sweater. She had to clench her fists and hook her feet to stop them from slipping out of her loose cuffs. She couldn’t believe her words. “My cuffs need tightening Tanis. I’m starting to slip out of them.”
Tanis looked down at her prisoner’s tight throat and throbbing veins and smiled. “I’ll tighten them for you then.”
Comfortable and secure. Kathy glanced up to see the hidden twin peaks of Tanis’s erect nipples. Above the bare soaked golden hair of her dripping velvet. I’d like my tongue in there?
Tanis let her gaze wander down Kathy’s stretche
d body onto her dripping sex. “Somebody’s excited I see?” Kathy gave a sigh, blushed, then waited for Tanis to begin the First act. Watching fascinated as her captor’s swollen clit emerged from its tight hood only inches from her mouth. Her lips dripped with moisture as she sensed a feeling of intense hunger. A hunger she couldn’t explain.
Tanis’s hands moved over Kathy’s throat to steady her head. With Kathy’s enflamed arteries throbbing beneath her trembling fingertips, Tanis continued down to the firm swollen mounds of her beautiful captive’s hidden breasts. Then further down onto the small beads of moisture which bubbled up through the tight black downy curls of her velvet. She could sense the steady drip, drip, drip of her willing prisoner’s moisture as it fell onto the towel which lay on the cellar floor beneath her in a steady stream.
Tanis’s tongue moved over hungry lips. At last, Kathy’s all mine now.
“Ohhh Tanis, as your sexual captive, this feels awesome.”
“You have a beautiful body Kathy. You remind me of a dark-skinned lover I once had in India a long time ago. A lover who was both an Indian Princess and a fantasy Goddess all in one sexy package. One who looked as you do now.”
Kathy sighed. “To call her sexy, a Goddess too. You must have loved her Tanis.”
“I did.” Tanis pulled Kathy’s sweater up. Then started to comb the sides of her prisoner’s stomach and ribs with light strokes of her fingernails.
Kathy’s stretched nerves began to jump. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. She felt the soft touch of a blindfold over her eyes. Strong fingers in her hair pulled her head back to expose her throat. She could feel hot lips closing over the swollen arteries to either side of her wind-pipe. Helpless and in darkness. Her spirits heightened by Tanis’s venomous love-bite. She waited for her pleasant torture to begin…Ohh Myy Godd! What a sexy woman. Instead, from somewhere above her, she heard the strains of a beautiful Mozart sonata floating down to her. Oh Tanis, how lovely. The music must be to occupy my mind. To keep me from coming too soon. She felt her sex-charged body relax, as the exquisite music invaded her soul. It continued for a few minutes, then stopped.
Kathy strained for any sound, which might help her to locate Tanis’s presence, or what she intended. Panic set in. I could escape once. Now Tanis has tightened my bonds...at my request. Holy Shit! I don’t know her that well. She’s the same Tanis who killed four well-known thugs in Welland’s nightclub tonight. All, in the space of two minutes.
Moreover, here I am racked, helpless, and her prisoner! Her police mind began to work, and she became suspicious of Tanis’s motives. She struggled to free herself. You’re a bloody fool, Kathy. She waited for Tanis to enter. She sensed a movement at her head, and said, “What do you intend doing with me now Tanis?”
“You are here because you want to be Kathy. You did ask me to tighten your cuffs, and you can still say the magic word for me to release you?” With hunger in her eyes, her thighs wide open. Tanis approached her blindfolded victim’s dark, sweat soaked body. Her long tongue hardening in her mouth, she parted her predatory lips to free it. What a beauty Kathy is.
“I can smell and almost taste you, Tanis. Please tell me where you are.”
“You’ll know in a moment, Kathy.”
Kathy heard a low hum and felt her body stretch almost to its limit. In disbelief. She found herself balling her fists to keep her tightened cuffs from slipping off. The rack tightened in delicious stages of tension. When it had taken her body to its comfortable extreme, it stopped. She felt hands on the inside of her moist groin pull her sweater up to expose her breasts and upper body. Afterwards, soft fingertips began to comb their way over jangled nerves, onto hard bared nipples, to stretched stomach, then to wet velvet. Then back up again.
Kathy sighed as she felt strong fingers tug with gentle pressure on her swollen cunt lips. Two entered to open her up. She groaned in ecstasy and began to come. When they moved up to close on her erect button of desire. She moaned louder. Her body filled with slippery pleasure and her clit sprang from its cover to give a sudden jerk of surprise. She sensed something long, firm, and alive slip past her clit into her moist open tunnel to pump at her wet insides. She felt it sucking at her moisture with greedy pleasure. Its soft pointed tip tickling the entrance to her womb.
Kathy detonated with a cry. “Aaaahhh. Ohhh Myyy Goddd Tanisss!” She felt her mouth gagged with its own muff of soft velvety hair. Her tongue darted into Tanis's body to explore further. As a vibrating finger thrust deep into her arse to heighten her pleasure. Her lips soaked with the sweetness of passion, Kathy gave a silent scream and came into her long second spasm. As she felt her moisture leave her shaking body, she screamed again. “Aaaahhh. Oh, My Fucking God Tanissss! I feel awesome.”
Believing Tanis was fucking her with a long soft realistic hand-held vibrator. Kathy responded with her tongue. Helped on by her captor’s deep thrusts into her helpless body she came, then came again. Her stretched body held in secure confinement by her wrists and ankles. With the soft roller pushing up into her lower back. She tried to arch herself further into her powerful convulsive body orgasms. Instead, in a strange heightened ecstasy, her body stretched to its limit, she was content to pump her sweet sexual juices in silence, into her hungry captor’s mouth. Only when she had finished coming, did her exhausted body relax into its final unconscious surrender?
If she had wanted to, Tanis could have taken Kathy as prey in her last magic moments. Kathy had been ready, her blood pounding in her veins. Instead, she let her prisoner continue to pump her hot juices into her mouth.
Filled with an insatiable lust for the beautiful young policewoman she had made her willing prey. Tanis came into her own. Jean’s right Kathy’s too good a tight fuck. She shows a lot of promise. She’ll make a good host for my people one day. I can’t take her gorgeous body yet…not just yet.
Kathy awake once more, gave another muffled cry at the unexpected violence of Tanis’s continued intrusion. She closed her ravenous lips over the offered contents of her beautiful captor’s powerful second coming. As she swallowed, Kathy came into Tanis’s mouth until she could drink and cum no more. Fighting for breath, she gasped. “Ohh Myy Godd! Tanis. I’ve never felt this hungry for another woman’s cum before.”
Tanis continued to drain her young victim’s body of its sweet starter of sexual juices until empty. Her appetite abated, with reluctance, she released Kathy from the rack. In time, she’s mine anyway.
For a full thirty seconds, Kathy had pumped her cum into her predator’s mouth. Little realizing how close she had come to the death of her body and the flight of her mind. Drained. The last thing she remembered was the release of her wrists and ankles from their restraints. Then a feeling of heightened euphoria when a soft mouth closed its hungry lips and sharp teeth over the pulsing arteries in her throat again. Only when safe within Tanis’s arms in the bedroom. Did she surrender her senses once again…?
Moments later she awoke to the beautiful sounds of another Mozart sonata floating down from above. Then lapsed into sleep again as she started her dream…
****
The arena echoed to the screams of the bloodthirsty crowd. In its centre. Her hands raised with a Roman short sword in each hand. Stood a magnificent red-haired warrior woman in black scaled armour. Around her were four other gladiators, two men and two women. Both women, remarkable in looks, could have been her doubles.
Her head covered with a great silver winged helmet. The tall gladiator woman faced a balcony draped in royal purple. Her voice carried into the deepest corners of the arena as she shouted. “We who are about to die, salute you, Caesar.”
Although dreaming, Kathy could see and almost touch everything it was so realistic. She found herself looking through the bright amber eyes of the woman gladiator in black armour. Somehow, Kathy knew this to be a duel to the death, and she was afraid. She heard a gong sound, and the battle commenced. The two warrior women, each paired with a man. Approached the lone gladiator woman in
black armour from both sides. She turned toward them, her swords moving in a vicious circle about her. The pair to her left made a rush, and with a fierce cry on her lips, the gladiator jumped forward to meet them. One quick sword thrust into the man’s throat severed his spine. Another sword thrust, as fast, plunged between the armoured breasts of one woman into her heart. The woman dropped without a sound. The beautiful gladiator turned to face the other pair who were almost upon her. Sweeping low with her sword, she disembowelled the man. Leaving him to stagger off trying to hold his entrails in. Then with a catlike spring, she caught the remaining lone women by her hair and spun her around. Forcing her to her knees. She knocked the sword from the woman’s hand and pushed her head down across her muscular thigh, her throat exposed. Drawing a short dagger from the buckle of her belt, she looked up at the purple.
The man on the balcony stood up with his clenched fist pointing at her. In a bored voice, he said, “Tanis, it becomes tedious when you kill them so quickly. Let them live a little longer, I beg you. Is there none who can stand against you?” His thumb darted downward. “Kill her if you must.”
Kathy watched in horror as the small broad blade sank to the hilt into the woman’s throat like a knife into butter. Then moved across her arteries and windpipe slicing them open. The woman fell onto the sand, her blood splashing her victor’s face. Her dying eyes staring upward. Christ! How cruel. Why did the Emperor call the gladiator Tanis?
With an immediate effect, the scene changed, and Kathy found herself in the vast marble bedchamber of a luxurious villa outside Rome. Two women were on the bed, one raping the other with a massive ivory phallus strapped to her muscular thighs. She recognised the woman as the winning gladiator from the arena. The fighter held her victim’s arms straight up behind her. With her wrists twisted and her hands turned upward. With one leg braced on the floor, the other with its knee on the bed. The gladiator was thrusting the phallus into her victim’s moist open body.
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