Alexis and Justin

Alexis and her boyfriend had decided that they wanted some excitement. Alexis decided to confide in Justin one of her darkest secrets. She had stumbled upon the book almost a year ago. It was really an accident. She just happened to have tucked the sheets under the mattress of her parent’s bed when her hand felt something. She tugged and out came a tattered book, complete with illustrations. She flipped through it and was astonished by what she read and saw. The book had been read many times. Some of the pages had stains on them; something had been spilled, more often than not on the pages with illustrations. Oh those illustrations, beautiful women in various forms of bondage. The text described some of the devilish deeds being done to the women. As she read the stories, she felt herself getting warm in her nether regions. She was quite inexperienced, but she and her boyfriend had fooled around a bit. They had undertaken mutual masturbation. He had tasted her lips and she his cock. They were afraid of getting pregnant so he was willing to be satisfied with her lips or her fingers around his cock. Had he enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped in a cunt, the situation might have been different. She shared the stories with Justin. The whole idea of taking her by force was abhorrent to him at first. He loved her, he could never hurt her. But as she read the details of the scenes and showed him the illustrations, he had felt his cock stirring. It got harder by the syllable. He had realized that doing some of this with Alexis might be fun. Alexis watched Justin very closely as she read the stories. almanbahis She saw that he was aroused, just as she was. She knew that he would agree to her idea. She had managed to see a doctor who understood what a young lady such as herself was in need of. Her regular doctor knew her family and was just a likely to say something to her mother or father as not. Although she didn’t live at home any more she was still very close with them. That was why she was making the bed for her mother those few months ago. But she had her pills and no one knew. But Justin was about to find out. She had moved into a place of her own a month ago. It was out in the boonies. The rent was cheap. It had to be as she couldn’t afford a lot. The seclusion was also going to be what she needed for her plan. She had purchased a variety of tools and toys. There was a room in the basement that was ideal. She had told Justin that she was on the pill and that they were going to be able to have sex without being worried about getting pregnant. She also wanted to experience what was described in the book. She yearned to be restrained and toyed with. To be brought to the brink only to be denied. He got more excited as she described what she wanted. They agreed that they would play out a scene over the coming week-end. They agreed that if she said “Smores” everything would stop immediately. If she said “bonfire” he would stop to make sure she was OK. As Sherlock often said to Dr. Watson, “The game’s afoot”. She felt the sun warming her body. She stirred, opened her eyes and tried to stretch. That was when she almanbahis yeni giriş realized that she had been totally immobilized. She could turn her head and see that her wrists were above her head stretched out in cuffs that were attached to a spreader bar. Her glance down revealed her ankles in a similar position cuffed to another bar. As her mind woke up she started to remember where she was and what had happened to her. She had been watching television, when the doorbell rang. Her boyfriend was supposed to be coming over so she jumped quickly to the door and swung it open wide without a second thought. It was the classic “Oh No” second. It is the shortest period of time in the universe. The time it takes to realize you have just fucked yourself. The shape was menacing and unidentifiable. The face was covered in what appeared to be bandages. He, if it was a man, was at least six feet tall, but looked much larger because he seemed to be just a huge mass. Being just over five foot, most people seemed large to her. In an instant, she felt herself being scooped up into his arms as she fainted. When she woke from her faint, she found herself on the floor of a barren room. She was still wearing the tank top and shorts she had on when she was captured. Because she was expecting her boyfriend, the tank top was a little small so her 36DD breasts strained against the fabric. Not wearing a bra, the friction of her nipples rubbing against the material had made her nipples hard. She loved to have her nipples rubbed with coarse fabric. Her shorts were so short that you could see almanbahis giriş the pockets as they were longer than the legs of the shorts. Although she was short, her legs were to die for, perfect in every way. She was barefoot. The lock clicked as he entered the chamber. He said nothing. His face was firm with the hard bone structure that gave him the chiseled look of some older movie stars. His eyes were blue. They could be soft and warm but now they were icy cold. He had a hungry look on his face. His hands were long, the fingers slender. His nails were perfectly manicured. His hair was wavy blond. He was upon her in a couple of quick strides. She struggled as he grabbed her by the wrist. He pulled her up off the floor and pressed her arm behind her back and pushed her against his body. He wrapped a leg around her legs. She was immobilized, pinned against him. With his free hand he grabbed a cuff from a bag that was slung over his shoulder, but was hidden from her initial view. It took him only a moment to cuff first one wrist and then the other. Velcro straps made it easy for him to do this with one hand. Snapping them together was easy. Now she was basically helpless. She could run, but there was nowhere to go. He pushed her to the floor and attached the ankle cuffs. A knife suddenly appeared and in a flash her tank top was on the floor in tatters. Her heavy breathing made her tits heave on her chest. She had always enjoyed the looks she got from both men and women when she ran and her tits bounced. But this time she knew it was different. He grabbed her shorts, unzipping the fly and tugged them down. She remembered that she hadn’t bothered with even so much as a thong. Her legs were spread and he had an open view of her pink cunt. The wisp of hair that she allowed to remain was neatly trimmed to look like a goatee.