It seems i've done it again...
She was so nice too.
I hadn't known her all that long either. A few hours at most. We had met a coffee shop near where I was living and started talking almost as soon as she had sat down. I had already been there searching for a while and was about to leave when I saw her walk up to the door.
I knew right away.
She caught my eye as she entered and gave me a faint smile as she turned toward the counter to order. she sat next to me and started a conversation, the subject of which escapes me at the moment. Though, I'll probably never remember, that wasn't what I was paying attention to.
We talked for close to three hours and didn't leave until closing time. We talked as we walked (her unknowingly) back toward my home. However, I believe she caught on at some point.
We had hardly entered the front door when she kissed me. We stood there in the door was for several minutes kissing. Kissing led to groping and groping led us to the bedroom. We kissed during various states of undress, only stopping long enough to take off more articles of clothing. Finally, naked, we lay on the bed writhing against each other, me on top.
That's when I entered her.
The more I looked at her, the more I got into it the more I wanted a complete finish. Just like last time, though, i had other means in mind this time.
I leaned off of her and lifted her up as to enter from behind.
"Do you like it rough?", I asked her.
"Uh-huh," she nodded with a moan.
"Then close your eyes."
I slid off the sheets with her on all fours facing away from me on the bed, eyes closed. Reaching into the drawer on the bedside table I took out a roll of duct tape, some handcuffs I had bought from a novelty store, my camera and a retractable pocket knife.
"Make sure you keep your eyes closed," I said.
Raising her up onto her knees I took her hands behind her back and placed on the handcuffs.
"Oh, kinky," she said in a low seductive voice.
"It gets better."
I ripped off a piece of tape as quietly as possible, but I knew she heard it tear. She was smiling. I could see her face on the wall mirror I had on the side of the room she was facing. I had put it in hoping for an occasion like this.
She giggled as I grabbed her throat with my left had to hold her head in place. I then placed the tape over her mouth. I heard her moan through the tape.
I began taking photos. She opened her eyes and was trying to give me sexy looks and poses to the best of her ability considering her situation.
So vain.
Poor girl has no idea…
Moving back to the bed I knelt behind her. She was kneeling on the bed sitting on her heels. “I need you to close your eyes for me again.” She did so without hesitation and I could see her cheeks bunch up. Beneath the tape she was grinning from ear to ear. Slowly, quietly I unfolded the blade of my knife and grabbing her chin with the palm of my left hand, I leaned her head back. Leaning in close to her ear and tightening my gripe on her chin I whispered to her. “Thank you for everything, the pleasure was all mine.”
Startled, she opened her eyes wide. Her eyes met mine in the mirror and instantly fear crossed them. She tried to take in a breath as if to scream to just to get air so she wouldn’t pass out; but I couldn’t let her do either.
With a quick swipe of the blade it was over. My anxiety, the wait for satisfaction, and her life.
But, it wont last long. Soon I’ll be waiting all over again…
I hadn't known her all that long either. A few hours at most. We had met a coffee shop near where I was living and started talking almost as soon as she had sat down. I had already been there searching for a while and was about to leave when I saw her walk up to the door.
I knew right away.
She caught my eye as she entered and gave me a faint smile as she turned toward the counter to order. she sat next to me and started a conversation, the subject of which escapes me at the moment. Though, I'll probably never remember, that wasn't what I was paying attention to.
We talked for close to three hours and didn't leave until closing time. We talked as we walked (her unknowingly) back toward my home. However, I believe she caught on at some point.
We had hardly entered the front door when she kissed me. We stood there in the door was for several minutes kissing. Kissing led to groping and groping led us to the bedroom. We kissed during various states of undress, only stopping long enough to take off more articles of clothing. Finally, naked, we lay on the bed writhing against each other, me on top.
That's when I entered her.
The more I looked at her, the more I got into it the more I wanted a complete finish. Just like last time, though, i had other means in mind this time.
I leaned off of her and lifted her up as to enter from behind.
"Do you like it rough?", I asked her.
"Uh-huh," she nodded with a moan.
"Then close your eyes."
I slid off the sheets with her on all fours facing away from me on the bed, eyes closed. Reaching into the drawer on the bedside table I took out a roll of duct tape, some handcuffs I had bought from a novelty store, my camera and a retractable pocket knife.
"Make sure you keep your eyes closed," I said.
Raising her up onto her knees I took her hands behind her back and placed on the handcuffs.
"Oh, kinky," she said in a low seductive voice.
"It gets better."
I ripped off a piece of tape as quietly as possible, but I knew she heard it tear. She was smiling. I could see her face on the wall mirror I had on the side of the room she was facing. I had put it in hoping for an occasion like this.
She giggled as I grabbed her throat with my left had to hold her head in place. I then placed the tape over her mouth. I heard her moan through the tape.
I began taking photos. She opened her eyes and was trying to give me sexy looks and poses to the best of her ability considering her situation.
So vain.
Poor girl has no idea…
Moving back to the bed I knelt behind her. She was kneeling on the bed sitting on her heels. “I need you to close your eyes for me again.” She did so without hesitation and I could see her cheeks bunch up. Beneath the tape she was grinning from ear to ear. Slowly, quietly I unfolded the blade of my knife and grabbing her chin with the palm of my left hand, I leaned her head back. Leaning in close to her ear and tightening my gripe on her chin I whispered to her. “Thank you for everything, the pleasure was all mine.”
Startled, she opened her eyes wide. Her eyes met mine in the mirror and instantly fear crossed them. She tried to take in a breath as if to scream to just to get air so she wouldn’t pass out; but I couldn’t let her do either.
With a quick swipe of the blade it was over. My anxiety, the wait for satisfaction, and her life.
But, it wont last long. Soon I’ll be waiting all over again…