bunsofsteel187
02-06-2003, 12:15 AM
She placed me on the floor parallel to the bed, and immediatley straddled my exposed crotch.
"If I remove the tape will you scream?" she asked.
I shook my head as much as I could.
"If you do i'll have to hurt you." she replied.
With that said she pulled a clothespin from her pocket and demonstrated its clamping motion for me. I shook my head violently and began to struggle. She opened it and clamped it onto my nipple. I howled into the tape covering my mouth, and again began to struggle, without effect. She removed the clothespin quickly, her point was proven, the pain was excrutiating.
"If you scream or disobey me in any way, I'll apply this for a full minute." she threatened.
I new from many drunken confessions from her boyfriend that Melanie was a horny girl, but I had no idea she was so sadistic.
She pulled the tape from my mouth in one quick motion.
"Please...." I pleaded.
"No begging." she said, cutting me off.
She leaned in close to me and put her lips on mine, not wishing to upset her, I reciprocated. She slipped her tongue into my mouth, and I put mine in hers. My erection grew to heroic proportions almost immediately, and she responded by rubbing her sex on it. After about fifteen minutes she terminated our liplock, and sat down on my erection.
"I'll be back." She said. "Not a peep." She added, placing a finger on my lips. She brandished the clothespin for good measure, got up, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
About five minutes later she emerged, and the sight made my then dead erection spring back to life. She traded the slacks and white shirt for an extremely short, tight black skirt, and a tiny black tube top. She walked across the room to the bedroom door, and went back into the living room. This gave me a chance to see every curve in her gorgeous body in motion. The mixture of fear and arousal was very new to me. She returned a moment later with the roll of duct tape, and made a show of dropping it on her way in. She turned her back to me and bent over to pick it up. She did this very slowly, and I watched as her skirt rode up the curve of her butt bit by bit, like the curtain rising on a much anticipated premiere. She did not dissapoint. I could see the thin black line of her thong, almost completely hidden by the ivory globes of her ass. It was hypnotizing. She grabbed the tape off the floor and slowly straightened back out, smoothing her skirt back down as she rose. She spun around on her heel and looked down at me.
"How long have you waited to see that?" she asked.
I said nothing.
"I've seen you watching me bend over many times. Don't you think you should show my ass the respect it deserves? Perhaps a thank you?"
"Thanks." I said
She laughed at this response and waggled her finger at me. She walked over and kneeld down at the top of my head. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down into my eyes.
"Don't be a smart ass." she whispered and applied a fresh piece of tape to my mouth. She moved further forward so that her knees were on either side of my head. She gently kissed my chest, and moved further down. She moved her knees to my shoulders and kissed my stomach. I could now see fully up her skirt. Moving further down she kissed the tip of my erection, and then twirled her tongue around it. She continued down the shaft, gently licking it with her tongue. She inserted the tip slowly into her mouth, and then slid the rest of the member in even further. She put her hand at the base of my penis and stroked it upward with the movements of her mouth. She did this slowly at first, and then increased her pace. I moaned into the tape as she teased me with a view of her panty-clad pussy above my head. When I came close to climaxing she stopped suddenly, and blew on my wet cock. Her breath felt cold on my penis, which twitched in anticipation of an orgasm that would not come. After a few moments as the feeling began to fade, she began agian, sucking and stroking. She was so very good at it and moments later I felt my climax coming again, but as before, she stopped it short. She continued this excercise for about fifteen minutes, though it seemed much longer, all the while tempting me with her womanhood. She stopped finally, leaving my penis aching to blow it's load. She sat up straight and moved down my body so she could sit on my stomach, her butt facing me.
She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder, she winked and gave me a mischevious smile. She grabbed the bottom of her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. She watched my eyes travel down her body and come to rest on her glorious behind. She slapped my cock to regain my attention and our eyes met. She put her finger to her lips, and slowly slid it inside her mouth. She brought it back out just as slowly, and then reinserted it yet again, mimicking what she had just finished with my penis. She continued this for only a moment, I could see her finger glistening with moisture. She reached behind her and slid her finger down the back of her thong. She rubbed her finger around her anus for a moment and then brought it back out. She moved her hand towards my face, finger extended, my nose the obvious target. I tried to recoil away, but it was no use. I twisted my head from side to side, but the strap on my neck made the movements painful. She held the finger in front of my nose and gave me a sample of her pungent aroma.
As she pulled her hand back, her intentions finally dawned on me. She watched my eyes grow wide with fear as she began to slide her butt backwards, right towards my helpless face.
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"If I remove the tape will you scream?" she asked.
I shook my head as much as I could.
"If you do i'll have to hurt you." she replied.
With that said she pulled a clothespin from her pocket and demonstrated its clamping motion for me. I shook my head violently and began to struggle. She opened it and clamped it onto my nipple. I howled into the tape covering my mouth, and again began to struggle, without effect. She removed the clothespin quickly, her point was proven, the pain was excrutiating.
"If you scream or disobey me in any way, I'll apply this for a full minute." she threatened.
I new from many drunken confessions from her boyfriend that Melanie was a horny girl, but I had no idea she was so sadistic.
She pulled the tape from my mouth in one quick motion.
"Please...." I pleaded.
"No begging." she said, cutting me off.
She leaned in close to me and put her lips on mine, not wishing to upset her, I reciprocated. She slipped her tongue into my mouth, and I put mine in hers. My erection grew to heroic proportions almost immediately, and she responded by rubbing her sex on it. After about fifteen minutes she terminated our liplock, and sat down on my erection.
"I'll be back." She said. "Not a peep." She added, placing a finger on my lips. She brandished the clothespin for good measure, got up, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
About five minutes later she emerged, and the sight made my then dead erection spring back to life. She traded the slacks and white shirt for an extremely short, tight black skirt, and a tiny black tube top. She walked across the room to the bedroom door, and went back into the living room. This gave me a chance to see every curve in her gorgeous body in motion. The mixture of fear and arousal was very new to me. She returned a moment later with the roll of duct tape, and made a show of dropping it on her way in. She turned her back to me and bent over to pick it up. She did this very slowly, and I watched as her skirt rode up the curve of her butt bit by bit, like the curtain rising on a much anticipated premiere. She did not dissapoint. I could see the thin black line of her thong, almost completely hidden by the ivory globes of her ass. It was hypnotizing. She grabbed the tape off the floor and slowly straightened back out, smoothing her skirt back down as she rose. She spun around on her heel and looked down at me.
"How long have you waited to see that?" she asked.
I said nothing.
"I've seen you watching me bend over many times. Don't you think you should show my ass the respect it deserves? Perhaps a thank you?"
"Thanks." I said
She laughed at this response and waggled her finger at me. She walked over and kneeld down at the top of my head. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down into my eyes.
"Don't be a smart ass." she whispered and applied a fresh piece of tape to my mouth. She moved further forward so that her knees were on either side of my head. She gently kissed my chest, and moved further down. She moved her knees to my shoulders and kissed my stomach. I could now see fully up her skirt. Moving further down she kissed the tip of my erection, and then twirled her tongue around it. She continued down the shaft, gently licking it with her tongue. She inserted the tip slowly into her mouth, and then slid the rest of the member in even further. She put her hand at the base of my penis and stroked it upward with the movements of her mouth. She did this slowly at first, and then increased her pace. I moaned into the tape as she teased me with a view of her panty-clad pussy above my head. When I came close to climaxing she stopped suddenly, and blew on my wet cock. Her breath felt cold on my penis, which twitched in anticipation of an orgasm that would not come. After a few moments as the feeling began to fade, she began agian, sucking and stroking. She was so very good at it and moments later I felt my climax coming again, but as before, she stopped it short. She continued this excercise for about fifteen minutes, though it seemed much longer, all the while tempting me with her womanhood. She stopped finally, leaving my penis aching to blow it's load. She sat up straight and moved down my body so she could sit on my stomach, her butt facing me.
She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder, she winked and gave me a mischevious smile. She grabbed the bottom of her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. She watched my eyes travel down her body and come to rest on her glorious behind. She slapped my cock to regain my attention and our eyes met. She put her finger to her lips, and slowly slid it inside her mouth. She brought it back out just as slowly, and then reinserted it yet again, mimicking what she had just finished with my penis. She continued this for only a moment, I could see her finger glistening with moisture. She reached behind her and slid her finger down the back of her thong. She rubbed her finger around her anus for a moment and then brought it back out. She moved her hand towards my face, finger extended, my nose the obvious target. I tried to recoil away, but it was no use. I twisted my head from side to side, but the strap on my neck made the movements painful. She held the finger in front of my nose and gave me a sample of her pungent aroma.
As she pulled her hand back, her intentions finally dawned on me. She watched my eyes grow wide with fear as she began to slide her butt backwards, right towards my helpless face.
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