BDSM Erotica
"Waking Fantasy" a sex story by Raye
She awoke from a drowsy state, her senses becoming sharp once again, she was somewhere strange...unrecognizable. She tried moving, and to her surprise she was unable to...she looked around still finding her bearings. She was atop a sturdy table, a firm pillow placed snuggly under her. She was propped on all fours, soft straps wrapped around her wrists and tied to two cleverly placed O rings secured to small metal bars. She could feel her legs were tied similarly, her head was buzzing; maybe it was time to freak out...
Her whole body froze; she felt a presence, nothing menacing or mean, just another person moving across the room just out of her view. She thrashed a bit, confused and scared. He moved into her view, her big brown eyes darted up to see him. He was tall, lean, dark composure, soft pale skin. He was suited in simple black, all the way down to the shined boots. He had a kind mouth, but those aching dark eyes had a mind all to themselves, they made a shiver roll up her thighs. She wanted to conform to this odd feeling of excitement as he approached her. He was all too handsome, and the rhythm of his chest as he breathed her in was hypnotizing.
It was quick; he swooped down, touching hot lips to her perked ears, the flow of his breath almost caressing her ear drums. His voice was smooth, as he lay upon her ear unbroken French, something she could only listen to and not understand. The flow of his tone had escaped her ear drum and to her surprise ran straight towards her pert nipples; they hardened instantly causing him to cease his speech. Swiftly he reached down, removing an instrument from beneath the table and snapped on the nipple clamps before she could struggle. She winced, but her clit only grew more excited, pulsating between her legs. He moved farther away from her, slightly pacing, throwing a few swift glances at her, a smile pulling his pink lips up once and a while.
She took survey as he paced, of course her nipples were becoming a bit tender but they were used to far worse abuse. She was naked; she could see her clothes lying on a simple chair as she lifted her eyes. No one else was there, at least not in the room, it was quiet save for a rattling TV somewhere above them. The click of his boots on the floor had stopped, she focused her eyes back to him; he was watching her with a slight smirk.
"You wonder what all this is?" He inquired, a hushed low English, crisp to her ears yet accented beautifully. She quirked a brow, maybe out of defiance, but did not reply.
"You question my authority?' He continued, "You must not quite understand who has the power and who does not. I am the one free, aren't I?"
She smiled small, the deepest dimple giving itself away like a whore in Amsterdam. How could she not like him already? Attractive, and witty...and he was also quite right. He wasn't the one strapped down, legs wide letting the warm air touch his sex. He moved close to her, hovering one finger over her lips and inching down to her nipples, the place where his voice encompassed her entire body.
"At this very moment, you are mine in body. Eventually you will be mine entirely, but one has to take much effort in accomplishing such a feat with a girl like you. Am I wrong? For I hope I am and you can be mine from the first moment."
Her chest heaved, he must've seen it, or felt it as her entire body strained to move. She didn't want to reveal anything to him. Her stubborn will burned almost as painfully as the steadily throbbing pain in her still erect nipples. Her cheeks flushed, reddened like an apple. He stood erect again, his finger moved over her skin, the sharp clipped nail leaving a soft dull tingle as he trailed it along her long body. He stopped to admire her bent bottom, plump cheeks sitting so proudly. A grin inched over his face, knowing those were to be attended to soon. He stood back a bit as he reached the end, staring at the moisture on her sex. Dark hair peeked out, trimmed and nicely framing her inflamed pink lips.
She could not see him, he had aroused her in such a way that she forgot that she was captive to a stranger. She felt lips moving along her ass cheeks, little pecks of wetness moving rapidly over her taught skin. He backed off, and then landed a sharp quick slap with her bare hand on her left cheek. She squeaked a bit, another slap landed upon the other cheek. They became rapid, harder, switching off from cheek to cheek. Her clit throbbed with unadulterated excitement. She let out a moan, quivering through her rounded lips. He stopped, and she could feel him relishing in this release.
"Yes," his voice trembled a bit, "You enjoy the ache between those lovely thighs?" She felt his hand begin to caress her thighs, moving slowly to her sex. He smoothed a few fingers over her lips, catching the wetness and spreading it about. He dipped a finger between her puffed lips, moving it around to feel for the rock hard clit that ached for him. He pulled back, moving around to her, fingers held up. She lifted her chin to see him. He smelled his fingers and with a grin slipped them in his mouth sucking the wetness.
"My little devil, you're as tasty as you look." He reached down, slipping the fingers under her nose then over her lips. "I want more, but I wish to have you watch me indulge on your warm body."
Her thighs quivered at the thought, and for the first time he removed an article of clothing. His shirt, revealing erect tan nipples. She blushed a bit, admiring him, her sex growing hotter. He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down quickly, his hard smooth member addressing her completely.
"I am going to rail this deep inside your pussy. You will enjoy every inch, but first your mouth will know what it's like to have me deep inside."
Before she could even say a word his hard penis was already jetting into her mouth, he grabbed her by the hair and roughly pulled her toward him. The piece she laid on moved, her arms remaining tied now at her sides, she moved her head on him but his cock was buried so deep she could hardly breath. She sucked, her spit surrounding his penis with eager enjoyment. She could feel the tip poke the back of her throat then with a sudden push back he withdrew, setting her back into place. She was aching for it, practically dripping for his cock to be jammed with force deep in her. She moaned to arouse him more; he yanked a few times at her hair slapping his fully hard penis against her lips and chin. He moved around, grabbing something as it rustled form under the table. A low drone of buzzing started, then a cold rubber object started to push on her clit, hard and on full blast. She let out a loud moan. Her trapped nipples throbbed reminding her of the shiny clips that glinted as they moved back and forth. He moved the vibrator along the wetness of her vagina, getting it slippery. He rolled the vibrator to her anus, trailing the bit of wetness to the tender flesh. He dipped the tip in, she groaned, feeling the tight hole stretch just a bit. He worked the wetness around it, pushing it just an inch farther. She moaned letting the rumble remain in her throat, it had been so long since that flesh had been stretched. This eager vibrator was a bit on the big side for her little anus, she feared he'd ram it deep.
"I can't take this!" She let it out in a half groan straining against the restraints a bit. "I want you. Your dick is such a delight. I need it pounding my aching pussy, please fuck me!"
He let out a moan. She felt him release her feet, and then shuffle up to her wrists untying them with a smile. "I knew you'd give in." He said this breathlessly helping her off the table and to a standing position. He took her hair down from the loose bun. A few strands were already loose from his pulling, the rest fell down her back in soft curls. "I will continue to keep you captive, that hasn't changed, give me your wrists, hold them together." She listened, pushing her wrists together. Again he wrapped her in the satin ties, silky and cool to her flesh. He lead her to another room, a king sized bed, sheets white and soft. He pushes her on the bed, taking the loose ties on her wrists and fastening them to an unseen hook on the headboard. Her legs he spread wide and he disappeared below her waist. She could feel his probing fingers slip inside her wet hole. A hot erect tongue pushed violently against her clit, rubbing at the hard knot sending shock waves of pleasure up her already trembling body. He skillfully flicked it around, fingers moving in and out of her wetness.
He let out a grunt looking up at her over her heaving mounds of pink breast. He slapped her thighs before he moved cunningly up her body. With a flick of his fingers he removed the clamps replacing suckling lips over her nipples each time. His hands pushed the weight of her breasts, making them jiggle back her aching raw nipples sending twinges of delicious pain to her clit. He slapped each nipple, grabbing hold of the right one with his teeth. She could see his hard dick pushing against her leg as he enjoyed her milky white body. His hand jetted up, grabbing a hold of her brown locks, and tugging as he moved to her face. Showers of kisses fell on her eyelids and cheeks. He passionately kissed her, moving his flexible hips to her, letting his hard dick rest upon her hungry wet lips.
He grabbed her shoulders, pressing his slender body to hers, and in French he spoke to her. That same caress in his voice that practically lifted her to the skies. She lifted her hips, aching to meet his, to feel that throbbing phallus deep inside her. He slipped inside, slowly at first, face stern as he watched her gain satisfaction. Inch by inch it entered her, then a fast hard thrust of his hips pushed her almost to climax. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her writhing body to his as he pounded her. His mouth covered her left nipple, feeling his teeth gently gnawing as he ground his hips to hers. He sat back, pushing her legs wide apart as he drove his cock deep inside, his thumb met her clit pushing on the little hard knob swollen and swimming in her juices. She moaned, moving her body to him loving the feeling of her arm helplessly dangling as he fucked the hell out of her. She threw her head back as he railed her harder, his hands on her hips pulled her to him as he thrust. He pounded her so hard that she felt like she would rip apart, he pushed her legs open wider, then towards her as he leaned in. Her hips rolled up into him more as she screamed in ecstasy. She could feel her juices release all over his hard penis, she let out a hard scream, looking at him as he watched her with a pleasured grin.
He stopped, only to release her binds then with a rush of strength he flipped her over. "Get on all fours, I want to fuck you from behind." He had been quiet all this time, only releasing grunts and stifled moans as they fucked. She obeyed his command, presenting her round soft ass to him. Warm sure hands grabbed at her ass cheeks, then grasping her hips he pulled the dripping slit to his cock. Suddenly he was deep inside her, a hand found her long hair and wrapped it around to grip better. The other hand had started slapping her ass, he watched it jiggle as he ground his throbbing member inside her. It was slow at first, grinding deep inside her wet pussy as he reddened her ass with his bare hand. She let out a series of squeaks and moans feeling her hair getting yanked even harder with every sound she made.
He moved faster, now grabbing her hips and pounding her soft ass into him. His probing dick throbbing to cum from this hot wet encounter. Her juices mounting upon his dick, willing him to reach that final breaking point. He reared back a hand as he thrust harder, laying that hand upon her right ass cheek ferociously. With that he let out a very loud moan, his dick retreated, and the warm rush of cum squirted all over her reddened ass. He fell beside her, panting. "A towel is on the table, your clothes on a chair, all in the front room. You can leave, I am done with you."
His words had grown cold, this made her body ridged and a bit nervous. She looked over at him, sitting in a kneeling position not caring about the feeling of the white gooey stuff moving down her buttocks. He faced away from her, staring at nothing as it seemed but fully awake. She grinned and landed a small peck on his cheek, satisfied with the play they had. "I will see you tomorrow Chad." With that he produced a very grand smile, and a little sigh of contentment. She stroked a few stray hairs from his forehead and peered sweetly at him. Then a tiny pout appeared on her lower lip, "No more drugging my wine, it isn't fair." She laughed a bit as he looked at her, then slapped him playfully.
"Get out of here princess." He chuckled, darting his eyes to her. She smiled and proceeded to leave. She stopped at the door to look back at him, his long body laying in a wash of morning light.
"Until tomorrow my love, may the shadows not give you too many grievances."
She left and he tumbled into a deep slumber, with visions of his darling in his dreams.
Originally published August 2006 - "Sweat"