Chapter 10
Ernie felt his cock grow hard in his pants. He leaned over, taking her hand with her drink, lifting the drink out of her hand so she wouldn't spill it, and finally moving his lips next to hers. At last they kissed.
He could feel her warm, receptive mouth opening to take his tongue in, and that he told himself was the best sign of all. He pushed his tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth, and he could feel her tongue moving over to meet his. He could also sense that her breathing rate was beginning to increase more and more.
He reached over to her blouse, and he started to massage her tits through her sheer material. He could feel her nipples beginning to stiffen more and more as his supple fingers played with them.
The kiss ended, and he moved away just a little.
"Would you like to go to bed with me now?" he asked.
"Sure," she said, and then she was the one moving her mouth back to his. Even as the kiss was going on, he was starting to unbutton her blouse. He had all the buttons open in a flash, and he was both happy and surprised to see that she wasn't wearing any kind of bra. He moved his mouth down to her nipples and gave them a couple of quick kisses.
He pulled away, wondering how he was going to spring his little surprise on her. There was one thing that he had already decided. He was going to have to tie her up first, just because she probably wouldn't know what to do to him. After he let her go, he would tell her to just repeat the same kind of things on him, with a little variation of course.
He decided another thing. He was going to surprise her a little bit. He lifted her up in his arms and started to carry her into the special room, the dungeon. He kicked the door open with his feet, and he laid her down on the bed. She gasped when she saw how beautiful and spacious the room was.
When she looked up at the ceiling and saw her reflection in the mirror, she thought that it was all so splendid. She could see her semi-nude form, and she could even make out his small but round ass cheeks as his robe pulled up a little bit over his buttocks.
He went on kissing her as his fingers started to work on her skirt. He soon had it pulled down around her legs and then, he was moving his fingers into her panties and starting to part her tender pussy lips. He could feel them spreading to take his fingers in, and he started to massage her clit.
It was swollen something fierce. Ernie didn't think a clit could swell that much. He realized for the first time that she wasn't just turned on ... she was in ecstasy.
He was delighted, and Bev was getting even more violently excited.
She could feel her passions beginning to rise from the minute she had walked into the apartment. When he had touched her hand she had felt a warm chill running through her body. The kiss put her in the right frame of mind.
She was in paradise. She was totally naked now, and he was massaging each part of her body as gently as he could with one hand while the other one continued to play with her pussy.
"M-m-m-m-m-m," she heard him moan in pleasure.
She hardly noticed as he slipped open his robe and let it drop to the floor. He moved closer to her, and the weight of his body was resting on hers. She could feel his hairy chest, pressing against her firm nipples. She could feel his legs covering hers and bringing her warmth. Best of all, she could feel his hard cock rubbing against her pussy hairs and stomach, and that brought her more warmth yet.
That's why she didn't react when he began to stretch her hands over her head.
Had she been more aware of what was happening around her, and not caught up so much in her own feelings, she might have objected. Ernie was using the same kind of technique that Adam had used. That was when he first bound her to the bed.
Ernie was now pulling her hands upward, covering them with his, bringing them closer and closer to the bedposts and the small nooses that hung there. She had been so caught up in her passions as he carried her into the room and made love to her that she hadn't even taken note of the strange paraphernalia.
By the time she felt them sliding over her wrists and pulling tight, it was just too late. Ernie moved his hands away from hers, and she tried to follow him. There was a pull on her wrists. Her hands wouldn't go anywhere. When he rolled off her, he began to pull at her feet.
What was happening to her?
She started to struggle but quickly gave up. She was in bondage again, his prisoner. She lay there in fear. Tears fell from her eyes, rolled down her cheeks, and it was only after he had her feet secure that he noticed what was happening to her.
"What's the problem, darling?" he asked.
"Well, I'll be," was all she could say.
"Is there anything wrong?"
"You mean that every man does this to a woman? I guess that's the way it must be. I made it with one guy before I got married, and he tied me up. Yesterday my husband did it to me, and now you. I don't understand it all. Is there something special about me that makes men put me in bondage?"
He moved next to her and sat down right beside here. He started to stroke her soft red hair, as it lay falling onto the pillow.
"This is the way to make sex something really wonderful," was all he said.
As he spoke, he was moving his hand to her nipples and starting to play with them. When they were as stiff as they could be, and he could see that she was moaning louder and louder, he was sure that she was getting into it just a little more. He moved his mouth to hers once again and he kissed her on the lips more tenderly than he had done before.
She responded, moaning loudly.
He got up and walked to a small equipment table on one side of the room. He took a long piece of rope and the whip. After he walked back to the bed, he lashed her.
She felt the leather land on her stomach, and she winced. Then she thought about it, and realized that it hadn't been all that painful. As a matter of fact, the feeling of the leather was more soothing than hurtful. She marveled at the sensations.
Then he whipped her some more. A couple of more lashes of the same severity, and these were followed by harder whipping. He was stroking her body with his free hand, at the same time that he was cutting her with the whip. She concentrated on the combination of feelings, and then it seemed as if the whip was caressing her as lovingly as Ernie's hand.
She felt a strange tingling sensation overcoming her, spreading through her naked body.
Then he started with rope. She couldn't believe it when he wrapped a thick cord around her waist, almost like a belt. When he tied it in a knot, he did something else. He slid the knot around to her back, lifting her ass of the bed very gently. Then he was pulling the remainder of the cord through her legs. She could feel it easing between her buttocks, and the feeling was one of extreme pleasure.
The rope was cutting into her pussy lips. Yet, it wasn't bad at all. He tied the rest of the cord to the waistband that he had formed earlier. Then he stood back to admire his expert work.
She pushed her ass off the bed for a second, and she was pleasantly surprised when she felt the cord pressing into her vulva. For the feeling was a terrific sensation as far as she was concerned, and she could feel her pussy beginning to swell with pleasure.
He was glad to see that she was finally getting into it all. She was no longer crying. In fact, her head was thrown back on the pillow, her mouth wide open, her eyes closed, and a look of total and complete satisfaction oil her face. He couldn't help it, but he had to feel those lips. He moved his hand to them, and he ran his fingers along the curve of her smooth lips. She stuck out her tongue and she started to lick his finger, moaning at the same time.
He was delighted by her reactions. He saw where he wanted his cock to be. He knew that he should, in fact, lash her a good bit more. She was too attractive for him to turn away. He straddled her tits, and he started to move his cock slowly into her mouth. When she felt it coming, she opened her eyes, looked at him, smiled and then stuck her tongue out to meet him halfway.
He felt a pleasurable tremor going through his body as his cock sunk its way deeper and deeper into her mouth. She started to suck him, thrusting her ass off the bed at the same time to keep up her own horny pleasures. She had never known before that a rope could do something like that to her, and she had to admit to herself that it was a most pleasurable thing.
She was rocking her ass up and down off the bed, faster and faster, feeling the way the rope was pressing into her, making her want to work herself toward a fierce and steady climax. She could already feel her juices beginning to flow, her pussy beginning to spasm. She started to suck on his throbbing cock harder and harder, and when he felt himself pulsate, he pulled out of her mouth.
"Why?"
He was too turned on to stop and engage in a conversation with her. He was sliding down the length of her body and he was already busy, fumbling with the knot that he had made, fumbling to untie it and set her pussy free so he could finally enter her. He rubbed his hand over the soft red hair that was her pubic triangle as he finally ripped the knot open. He slid his fingers into her pussy to see if she was wet enough to take him. She was.
He took firm hold of his hard cock and he started to prod the head of it near her pussy lips. He could feel them opening and closing, as if they were begging him, no, pleading with him to enter. He wanted that just as much as she did and he slid himself right into her.
She felt a rush of pleasure as he slid in, and her pussy started to spasm even more than it had been doing before. He was moving his mouth to hers and kissing her as he started to move his ass up and down, sending his massive cock in and out of her ever-spasming pussy. He couldn't believe what a comforting feeling he was getting from fucking her. She was so warm and receptive.
She was already past the point of paradise. She felt as if she would never have an experience to top this one. She didn't even mind now that her arms and legs were bound. In fact, had one told her, it just would have been like this was the first time she was ever learning about it. For all the pleasure was coming from her pussy, and it was spreading through her whole body.
She could feel it in her tits as his warm manly chest went on rubbing against them. Most of all, she could feel it mentally. She was in the most erotic state of mind, and for her part she would have liked to stay like that forever.
Forever was only as long as he could hold out, and he could already feel his cock starting to pulsate wildly inside her. He would have liked to see it last a little longer, but he just didn't care.
The feeling was building at such an incredible rate Ernie just wanted it to come to its climax. He didn't care if it would end at that point. He only cared about finally reaching that point.
He started to thrust harder and harder inside of her, till the tension was building up from his ass. He could feel his balls becoming more and more sensitive as the tension built and they continued to hit her body with each inward thrust. Then it was more than he could handle. He tried to hold back for as long as he possibly could, but it was too much.
His cock started to throb violently, and he could feel his come shooting out inside her warm, receptive pussy. Even that first spurt was not enough and he went on thrusting. He felt more and more of his semen being released from his cock-hole.
Bev could feel it too, and it was a whole new sense of pleasure. She could feel her warm, sweaty body writhing in ecstasy. She could feel her pussy spasming more and more as his juice began to line her sensitive cunt walls. His hard-driving cock was smearing it all over the inner walls of her cunt.
"0-h-h-h-h," she moaned loudly. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. I'm going to come. Oh. Oh. Oh. 0-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!!!!"
Then she was spasming madly and humping up at him with all the strength in her loins. Again and again she thrust upward to meet his powerful down-thrusts as he spurted his last into her.
"0-h-h-h-h-h!" she groaned once more. "0-h-h-h-h! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh! Oh! Oh! 0-h-h-h-h!!!!!!" And then she collapsed down onto the sheets in a sweaty heap, the exhausted man falling over her.
Bev lay there, her thought processes gradually returning. She felt a smile spread over her face. She knew now that she dug the kind of treatment this man had in store for her. Bondage was her thing, and she was willing to experience any kind of pain to get this much pleasure.
By day, she would have this strange man in his weird dungeon room, and by night she would have her husband. She suppressed a laugh. Neither man would know what the other was into. She would fool them both. Neither would know that they were each into the same thing. She loved the idea. It would make for a ve-e-e-ry interesting marriage.