The Bar Pick Up

Feb 02, 2008 00:17

She walked in the bar where they were to meet for the first time. She was very nervous, but anxious. She ordered a screwdriver and patiently waited. It seemed like an eternity. Hy had seen her come in and was biding Hys time watching her. She seemed attractive enough, wearing a mini-skirt and cotton top as hy had requested. He wondered if she had followed all of hys directions and then hy saw a glimpse of skin above the stockings where her skirt had slid up slightly. She pulled her skirt down as she readjusted herself on the barstool.

Hy walked over to her, lightly touching the back of her neck, just enough to let her know hy was there. Hy sat beside her. She, never looking directly at him, felt her heart beat rising. Hys hand touched her leg, sliding the skirt just where hy could feel her garter. She started to pull it back down again, but hy commanded her to leave it. "Let's go," hy said. Hy picked up her bag and walked behind her directing her to his car. "Get in," hy said and opened the door for her. Hy got in the driver's seat, looked her over from top to bottom, took both of hys hands and pulled her skirt up until hy could faintly see the light compression of hair between her legs. Again, she started to pull it down. Hys grip was strong on her wrist and she subdued to hym.

They came to a house and she followed hym inside. Hy took her bag into another room, but she did not follow. Unsure of what to do next, she stood motionless. Hy asked if she wanted a drink. She did. Hy took her to the kitchen. She was going to pull up her stockings, but hy grabbed both wrists and held them behind her back, looking straight into her eyes. Hy told her she was to do nothing unless hy commanded her to. Hy held both of her hands with one of hys and hys other hand slid between her thighs. Hy told her to spread her legs and she obeyed. She was indeed wet. Hy smiled and let go of her. Then gave her a drink and led her to the bedroom. She seemed uncomfortable and hy told her to sit, pointing toward the bed. She saw the chains at the top of the bed and didn't move. Hy took her by the arms and sat her down, saying to her that she didn't listen very well. Hy spread her legs apart, sliding the skirt up, stood back and looked. "Take off your skirt and your shirt." She slowly pulled her skirt down and pulled the shirt over her head. Hy told her to turn around. She obeyed. Her heart was pounding, her breath quickened. Hy could see her chest move with each breath. Hy told her to lie down. She looked again at the shackles. She stood. Hy proceeded to assist her, but she shook her head and tried to resist. Taking one of her hands, hy went behind her. Then pushed her face down on to the bed held her hand behind her. Hys hand slid over her clit putting pressure against it and warned her against fighting hym. He let go of her. She was on her knees and her body was flat against the bed. Her hands still lay beside her where hy had let go of them.

...She pushed up on her hands and hy directed her not to move again. Hy put restraints on each ankle and hooked them to the bed. She could not move her ankles very much, but her hands were still free. Hy took a silk blindfold out and covered her eyes with it. She took it off and immediately a sting rang through her back and echoed in her head. It happened again and again. Hy touched her face. "I told you not to fight me. You will do as you are told." Hy moved hys hand between her legs, sliding each finger up and down her clit. First it was gentle, then gradually hy increased the intensity and momentum. Her breath turned rapid and her body began to move with hys designations. She was so close, if hy would just... She grabbed hys hand. She wanted hys fingers to enter her pussy. Hys fingers slid once then pulled completely away. She sighed and begged hym, "please". Once again the crash of the whip came down upon her back. She stood up on her knees. It came again. She reached between her legs- she needed to cum; she was going to cum. Hy grabbed her wrists and hooked them to the bed. Hy whipped her again and again. Whelps were coming up on her back and she grunted with each delivery. Hy stopped. All was quiet. She didn't know where hy was or what he was doing.

...One wrist was released. Her bra was unfastened and slid down the arm that was still restrained. Hy secured her once again. And all was quiet. Something cold, wet on her back. It ran down the center of her back and around her sides to the tips of her nipples. Hy slid hys hand under her, pulling hard on each nipple and covering her breasts with the slippery fluid. Hys fingers played games on her skin, jumping from place to place. Each touch unexpected, the oil making its way over her back. Hy unfastened a stocking, then the garter belt, pulling each stocking to the ankle. Hy slid hys hands up her calves, between her thighs teasing her clit, and continuing over her ass and to her back. Hy grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back." Do you like this"? faintly " yes" The whip came hard on her a slight scream escaped her lips. She could feel the tails of the whip gently brushing from ass to thigh to pussy and back to her back. The muscles of her pussy quivered at the thought of all of this. Hy ran the whip over her again, noticing how her hips moved so that the whip would touch in exactly the right spot. Hy decided to use her willingness and hy slid the whip just until she was fully extended, then stung her with it. She felt it. The sting led from just above her clit to her asshole. Immediately she pulled away, but gently set herself into the same position again. "You are very bad!" Hy moved away from her, she heard hym. Something else cool. Hy slid it up and down her back. Hy took it down to her pussy and slid the head in. Realizing what it was, she pushed against it. It had been such a long journey; surely hy would allow her to cum now. Hy pulled away. "Easy girl" Hy slid it in her slowly, making every curve of the massive dildo be known to her. She was easy at first, but tried to push harder and faster. Hy thrashed her hard. Her back stung, the intensity mounting with the intensity of being fucked and she slammed against hym. Screams of ecstasy filled the house; her moans gradually came to a stop and she collapsed on the bed.

Hy unfastened her, took off the blindfold, and gave her ice water. She lied motionless for a while. It felt good to be on her back...

Hy gently took each wrist and tied them again to the posts. She was still quite tired and didnt care to fight. Hy placed the silk over her face. Her breasts were still moist from the oil. Hy rubbed what was left into her stomach and shoulders. Hys hands were warm and relaxing. Hy left her alone for a moment. Watching her movements, hy pulled hys cock out and began stroking it. She waited. Her body was still aroused and her hips moved so that she could feel her lips rub against each other. It was the only sensation she could create in the position she was in. Hy continued to watch, taking hys own pleasure from the situation. She was beginning to relax again. Hy grabbed the matches and lit the candles. She smelled the burning of the matches and the scent of the candles. Hy sat beside her, following the curves of her body with the whip. She had tensed initially, but was soon able to enjoy the sensations. Hy took the handle of the whip and pressed it against her clit, ever so slightly and gently sliding it up and down. Hys hand, slippery with oil, replaced the whip as it made its way up her stomach. Hy slid hys fingers up and down, in and out, covering every region of her. She was in another world, her body moving to catch hys manipulations. Finally hys hands went with her body, sliding the full length, pussy to clit. She controlled the pressure and speed by her body movements. Faster and faster...Hy saw that she was almost out of control, her orgasm was coming. She begged hym "please!" "Please what?" "Please make me cum, please..please..." Until only her mouth moved without a sound coming out. Hy drove into her, deep, massaging inside her. The walls caved in on hys fingers, spasms never-ending. She screamed, fighting the binds that were holding her down. She was ready to tear hym apart. It was best that she was tied. Hy slowly pulled hys fingers out- hy could feel each muscle inside her tighten, trying to hold hym in. "You have been very, very bad." Hy covered her face once again. She felt the warmth of hym next to her. A couple of hys fingers ran just behind her ear, down her neck, across the indentations of her collar bone, and to her chest. Hy played with her nipples, pulling and, rather hard, pinching. She wondered if she could take any more..she was exhausted..but parts of her body still reacted. Hy placed a candle on her sternum, between her breasts; she knew what it was. She heard the ice from the water he had brought earlier. One drop of water fell to her chest and she jumped. Hy picked the candle up and created a path for the wax so that it would only drip as hy wanted it to. Hy allowed a few drops to hit her sternum and she gasped....A few more hot drops towards her belly button. Her stomach caved in. Hy touched her downy hair with hys hand and she jumped, gasping once again. Hys hand was warm on her breast as hy held it, drop, drop, drop, hot around her nipple. Then cold. She felt the sting, the heat of the wax, and as it approached her nipple, the tension built...And then it hit. The cold that can only come from ice. It dripped down the side of her breast and into the sheets. Hy toyed with her, bringing tensions up, intensity up. She felt her skin get hotter and hotter and then hy would relieve her, sliding the ice around the hardened wax on her flushed skin.

Hy moved hys way down across her waist, and then brought the pleasure/pain to her other breast. She made small noises with each drop. Hy wondered just how far hy could take it. She did too. "Spread your legs" She did not... The thrash of the whip upon her legs, had she forgotten? Her legs opened, but they slightly closed once again and he was not pleased. The harsh sting hit on her inner thigh. "Yes, Syr," she thought and spread them wide. She felt the cold of the ice dripping in her hair and on her clit. The sensation was extreme. She knew hy still had the hot wax, but where and when... ...right outside of her hairline the pain- the heated sting encompassed her. Hy touched her pussy, sliding hys fingers in and out. She moaned at hys touch. Heat and pain struck her inner thigh causing her to jerk and hy thrust his fingers in her. The wax again, only closer to her clit- how close is it? And then she knew. The next drop touched the very top, not quite entering the fragile area- she knew because there was no hair to stop it from hitting bare skin. Her attention was drawn back to her pussy when she felt the cold of the ice entering her. She began to pull away, but the cold was followed and invaded with the dildo. Hy slid the ice over her upper body, fucking her hard with the dildo and brought her to another orgasm. Only this time, it was silent. Exhaustion set in. Hy untied her for the last time. Hy pulled his cock out, ready to satisfy hys own needs. She reached over feeling hys hard cock and began to slide her hands across hys length. She got the oil and held firm to hym watching as hys pleasure increased. Building up the tension she moved her hands with deep strong motions, she saw it coming, the look on hys face, the tension in hys legs and arms. Hys cock swelled in her hands and then hy exploded. She rubbed hys cum on her chest where it had landed. Hy took her hand and led her to the shower, and bathed her. She brushed her hair as hy cleaned up. They slept. Hy took her back to the bar to get her car... after that... ???
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