Captive
Christyne
As Christyne
drove down the main street, she was already wondering what was going to happen
that evening. A comptroller for a local business, she was dressed for work a
beige business suit with a pale pink blouse under the jacket, a new silk floral
neck scarf tied as a cravat, nylons and off-white pumps.
Her plans had
been to head home and have a quiet night in but as she turned off the main
road, she wondered if that was really going to happen. She had left the office,
opened her car door, put her handbag on the seat next to her and then felt the
pressure against her back.
She had also
heard the male voice say “Don’t make a move or a sound. What’s your name lady?”
“Christyne “
“All right
Christyne this is a knife against your back. Do you live alone?”
“Yrs “
“Excellent
drive home, nice and casually, and don’t do anything to raise the alarm. I don’t
want to hurt you, but I will if I have to. Nod if you understand.”
Christyne had
slowly nodded and then started the engine, wondering why this had been the day
she had forgotten to lock her car after getting her lunch but as she turned
onto her street, she wondered what was going to happen next.
“Park up, and
remember do nothing to raise the alarm.”
As Christyne
brought the cat to a stop, her heart sank as she whispered “now what?”
“Keep your
hands on the steering wheel.”
She did as she
had been ordered, hearing the rear door of the car open and close and then
seeing the door on her side open up. “Come out, nice and slow, and don’t look
back.”
She slowly
stepped out, wishing she could scream for help but she was too scared, as she
stepped back and put her handbag over her shoulder, then closed and locked the
door.
“Let’s go
inside - and don’t think of calling for help, it would not be a wise move.”
Christyne felt the pressure on her back and swallowed hard, before she walked
up to the front porch and take out her keys, unlocked and opened the door, and
then walked in with whoever this was, into her supposedly safe haven
Hearing the
door close, the male voice said “is your cell phone in your purse?” Christyne
mumble and nodded, as the voice said “Good - hold it out to the side, nice and
slowly.” She slipped her hand into her handbag and retrieved her phone, holding
it out and feeling whoever the man was take it from her.
“Thank you
Chrystine - now, why don’t we walk to the kitchen, and you can pour us both a
glass of milk.”
She shook her
head and then walked through to the kitchen. Opening a cupboard door, she took
two glasses out and carried them to the fridge, draining what milk she had into
two glasses and then turning to look at the man who had kidnapped her. He was
young barely twenty years old with red hair, slim, wearing a denim jacket over
a white t-shirt, jeans and boots and holding a gun which was pointed at her. “Thank
you,” he said as he took both glasses, “now, sit on the chair, hands on your
head.”
“Okay.....”
Christyne slowly pulled out one of the chairs at the table and sat down,
bringing her hands up and clasping them together on top of her head. “W-What’re
you going t-to d-do with me? “
“Let you drink
your milk - in a moment,” the man said as he fished from his jacket pocket a
roll of black electrical tape, put the gun where Christyne could see it, and
taped her ankles to the front legs of the chair.
She slowly
picked the glass up and took a drink, before she stammered “You don’t have to
tie me up! I-I’ll behave!”
“I hope you do
Chrystine,” he said as he stood up and sat at the table, taking a drink from
the glass. “I just need a place to get some food, some rest, some money and
then move on.”
“I....I have a
little money in my purse, you can have it....”
Smiling, the
man said “we’ll see. I think you are wealthier than that, given your clothing.
But we will see.”
“No, no I
promise!” Shaking her head, Christyne stared at him as she said “I’m an
executive assistant, I’m a glorified secretary! I’m not rich, not rich at all!”
“As I said, we
will see,” he replied with a smile. “Drink up.”
Christyne looked
down at her taped ankles, and knew she was not going to be able to put off what
was coming any longer. She forced herself to drink the rest of her milk and set
the glass on the table, returning her hands to the top of her head.
“Now, I need to
have a look round, and see what I can find,” the man said as he stood up and
walked behind her. “Put your arms to the side of the chair.” Knowing she had no
choice, Christyne slowly lowered her arms and said “You’re really going to bind
me, aren’t you?”
As he started
to tape her wrists to the side of the chair, he said “well, if I am going to
cook, and shower, and rest, I need to make sure you cannot tell anyone I am
here, right? I need to see what I can find to use as well - so I need to keep
you quiet.”
Christyne’s
heart sank as she whispered “Oh gawd, you’re going to gag me too......please
don’t, I promise I won’t scream.......”
“No, I know you
won’t” he said as he took her scarf from round her neck, and rolled it into a
band. “Open nice and wide...”
Christyne knew
she had no choice, as she opened her mouth and felt the silk on her tongue as
he pulled the band tightly between her lips and round her head. He then kneaded
her shoulders as he said “now, don’t go anywhere...”
“Pwff
nnnwwwph....”
He looked at
her and smiled before he walked to the basement door. Christyne followed him
with her eyes, and then as he walked down the stairs she started twisting her
wrists and ankles, desperate to break free, shaking the chair and mewing with
frustration into her new favourite scarf which was now gagging her.
She could hear
him searching in the cellar, and kept twisting and fighting somehow she managed
to turn the chair a little, and called out “Hlph!”
“Problem,
Christyne?”
Christyne
suddenly looked up, she had not even heard him coming back but she shook her
head and said “Nn-nnmmph”
He put a bag on
the table and said “Really? You look a little warm.” As the bag fell over she
saw the thin cotton rope. Her captor walked to the knife block and selected a
large knife, before he walked back over.
“Nww, Mm hlrddy
tpp’f uhph!”
“You’re not
going to complain, are you?” He measured some rope, cut it free, and placed it
on the table before going behind her...
“Mm-nnmph”
“Don’t move” he
whispered into her ear before he cut her wrists free, and then slipped her
jacket off. Christyne sighed she had been warm as he said “More comfortable I
hope,” as he held her arms.
“Mm-hmmff”
“Good - put
your hands behind your back and lean forward.”
Christyne had
seen this coming, as he moved her arms behind her back and crossed her wrists,
biting into the silk gag as she felt the rope tightly forcing her wrists
together.
“Is this the
first time?”
“Hmmph?”
Christyne twisted her head round Her first time.... being tied up? Being held
hostage? First time tied up against her will? Lowering her head, she slowly
nodded “Mm-hmph...”
He said nothing
as he tied the ends off out of reach of her fingers, and then cut a longer
length of the rope. “It often is when I have visited homes.”
Christyne could
believe it she could not move her hands at all.
“Don’t be
afraid” he whispered before he wound the rope round her, forcing her arms
against her sides and framing her chest as he formed two bands. Christyne felt
the pressure on her body and shook her head.
Tying the rope
off, he held her arms and said “I’m going to cut some more rope and then free
your ankles.” Christyne could only nod as he cut more lengths, and then cut
through the tape holding her ankles to the chair.
“Stand up and
walk slowly to your main room.”
Christyne
slowly stood, afraid of losing my balance, before she walked through to her
dining room and turned into her living room, a few steps inside and she stood
still.
“Nice couch,
good for the television. Sit down.”
She walked
across the carpet and sit as she had been told, looking up at him holding the
rope, and the knife, and quickly looked away toward the window.
“You’re
wondering if you can raise the alarm?”
“Nn-nnmph!”
Raising her
ankles, he crossed them on his knee and lashed them together with one of the
lengths of rope. “Relax Christyne it can be quite enjoyable” he said as he took
the second rope and secured her legs together below her knees. She stared at
him rolling her eyes as she felt him stroke her legs She then saw him doubling
another rope, and feed it under the bands framing her breasts, taking it back between
them and pulling it tighter
‘Wwwwmmmph!”
“Lie face down.”
Christyne
looked at him and then did what he had asked, swinging her legs up and then
rolling onto her front as the ropes seemed to tighten more. He then fed the
rope up between her legs and pulled it back, hiking her skirt up as he bent her
ankles back and tied the rope round them.
“There - try
moving now.”
Christyne tried
to move, with no success as she grunted “Mph!” She could also feel the ropes
rubbing between her legs
He rolled her
onto her side and sat in an armchair, cutting more lengths of rope as he looked
at her.
“Don’t you have
a partner Christyne?:
He saw her
shake her head, and smiled as he said “I’m surprised. It must be lonely.”
Christyne
looked at him and then closed her eyes, slowly nodding.
“Many women I
have spent time with are lonely. I guess my visit gives them some excitement...”
“Excitement is
an understatement I think” Christyne said to herself. She had never been so
excited for all of the wrong reasons in my life feeling that rope rub again
just shifting to get comfortable, almost impossible.....
“Would you like
a drink?”
As Christyne
nodded, he headed to the kitchen, returning with a glass of water that had a
straw in it. Kneeling by her, he untied and removed the wet scarf, Christyne
gasping “Oh gawd thank you.” She then took the straw in her mouth and drank
greedily, taking over half he glass in one go.
“Slow down or
you will be sick... Breathe Christyne...”
She stopped
drinking, gasping as she said “I’m okay.....”
“Now are you
going to stay quiet and talk softly?”
Nodding....”Y-Yessir....”
“Good” Ihe
whispered as he stroked her cheek, and then turned on the television before he
sat down. Christyne watched, and then gasped “Omigawd, that’s you!”
“Why so it is.
I imagine they want to warn people I escaped.”
Christyne
started to struggle again she struggled until the rope between her legs started
to rub her raw. Eventually, she stopped and looked at him, her mouth open in
shock, her imagination running wild.
“Don’t Panic
Christyne - I meant it when I said all I need is a place to lay low for a few
hours. Keep struggling like that you may discover something else.”
“Just....Just
what did you do?”
“Well, I guess
the technical term is Aggravated Burglary,” he said as he looked over. “I broke
into some houses, usually where only women were present, tied them up, made
them comfortable, robbed them - and occasionally...”
Christyne
opened her eyes wide as she whispered “and occasionally.....?”
“I gave them
pleasure - if they asked for it.”
“I see.... And
if they didn’t ask for it?”
He looked at
Christyne, his head to the side, and said “are you afraid I am going to rape
you?”
She bit her
lower lip, and then slowly nodded as she twisted her wrists behind her back.
“Christyne -
how do you feel right now, tied like that - and how does it feel if you move
your legs?”
She swallowed,
and then whispered Frightened, I’m not going to lie.... when...when I move
my.... it’s...different....”
“Do not be
afraid keep doing that. I want you to learn something, Christyne.”
As she closed
her eyes and moved, a strange feeling began running through her. Opening her
mouth slightly, she let herself continue, moaning quietly as she closed her
eyes.
“There - you’ve
never felt this way before, have you?”
Christyne
nodded, and then realized what she was doing as she blushed.
“Don’t be
embarrassed Christyne - continue... I want you to experience this...”
“But.....but
why....?”
“Why not?” he
had to admit to himself, he was enjoying watching her, but this was not the
time to show it
Christyne
stared at him, and then pulled at the wrist ropes as her mouth opened more. She
discovered she did not want to stop as she pulled the rope to and for
“Do you wish to
be kept quiet again, so you can let yourself moan?”
Christyne
surprised herself by nodding, saying “I think I better” followed by a louder
moan. He smiled as he shook her scarf out and then pushed it into her mouth,
the edges sticking out from between her lips.
“Keep going...”
“Mmmmmffffff......”
She realized it felt different with the gag, and felt her body start to climax
not in front of him, please
“Go on...”
“Nn-mmff....
Mmmhhhrrrmmmph!” She began to increase her struggles, felling the dampness, the
heat inside her - it’s going to happen..... He stroked her cheek as her body
started to shake
“HHHHRRRRMMMNMMMMFFFFWWWFFFPH!!!”
“that’s it -
let it all cum...”
Christyne
arched her back as her whole body shook, and she opened her eyes moaning loudly
before she stared to relax
“There - didn’t
that give you pleasure? “And did I force you to do that, or guide you?”
“Mmmfffnnnwwrrr”
Christyne looked at him he did, a little.....but in the end it was all her.....
“Would you like
me to guide you some more, Christyne?”
Christyne said
nothing, she was still calming down, and trying to process why she felt so good
about it
“I said, would
you like me to guide you some more Christyne?”
Christyne just
blushed, deep red.
“Good - but
first I am hungry, and I suspect you are as well. Can I trust you not to push
the scarf out of your mouth while I cook some food, or should I take steps to
make sure you cannot?”
He looked at
Christyne, as she slowly shook her head, and then took from the bag a roll of
silver tape. Coming back, he pushed the scarf fully into her mouth and then
covering her lips with strips of duct tape.
“Now stay there
- I won’t be long, but I will be watching,” he said as he kissed her cheek, and
walked to the kitchen.
“Vrrw fnnhh.”
As she lay there, Christyne tried to process what had happened. This was not
like her at all she was the one usually in control, which was how she had moved
up the ladder but this man had taken all that from her mad her cum gagged her
and now he was cooking dinner? This was all so unusual, and she pulled on her
bonds, this tighter gag making her want to try it again.
And oh those
ropes rubbing her!
She saw him go
up the stairs, and heard him moving round, before he went back to the kitchen.
As he came back in with a tray in his hand, she set it down on the coffee table
and then removed the rope from between her legs, before he helped her to sit up
and then removed the tape, the soaking wet scarf from her mouth. She worked her
mouth and jaw, and then said “I just bought that you know....”
“Then you have
exquisite taste Christyne. I could tell from your wardrobe.” He patted her
cheek as he tucked a napkin into her blouse, and then started to feed her the
chicken casserole.
“When you went
upstairs you were robbing me?”
“I was want a
drink.”
As she nodded,
Christyne said “I have to say, it’s very good. Why don’t you cook instead of
rob and kidnap for a living?”
“Who said I did
not do both? But I am glad you like it. Some more? Oh - and you’re the first
person I have ever had to kidnap...”
“Oh yes,
please.... just bad timing? You needed timing a quick hiding place so you
picked my car?”
He put some
more food in her mouth. “Well, you did leave it unlocked right?”
“Well, I
usually do lock it, I just wasn’t thinking today I guess....” she said as she
gratefully ate another spoonful.
As she took a
drink from the glass, he smiled and said “well I for one am grateful for that.”
“I’m sure you
are.”
“I think you
have discovered something as well,” he said quietly. He kept feeding her and
letting her drink, before he said “Let me know when you have had enough.”
“I think I’m
done. Thank you.....”
He wiped her
chin again, and said “can I trust you to sit quietly for two minutes?”
“I’ll be
good....”
“Good” he said
as he stood up, kissed Christyne on the forehead, and then took the tray to the
kitchen, returning with his own food.
“Thank you for
feeding me first.” Christyne wriggled round, but still felt so different
“You’re
welcome,” he said as he started to eat, and then looked at her. “Go on, ask”
“Ask what?”
“The questions
you have in your mind.”
“I’m not really
thinking of any.... I do think I am going to survive all of this; I don’t know
why but I do....”
“Christyne,” he
said quietly “I’m not a killer...”
“I know that
now.....but you have to understand, from my point of view I don’t know what’s
going to happen.... But I trust you somehow, you’ve been very good to me so
far.....”
He smiled and
said “thank you, but what else are you thinking?”
Christyne shook
her head. “Nothing....how long are you going to stay here, keep me like this?”
“I need to
rest, change - other things. So I’ll go in the early morning. As for keeping
you like that...”
Christyne sat up
and listened as he took his tray to the kitchen, walked back and picked
Christyne up. “Come with me” he said as he carried her upstairs, and then
helped her to stand at the bathroom door.
“I’m going to
untie you, and you do what you need to do.”
Christyne was
ecstatic as she said “Oh gawd thank you!”
As he untied
her, however, he said “the door stays open, but I will be waiting out here.
Understand?”
“But.....”
“Christyne...”
“All right,”
she said as she walked in, and sat down, wondering what else was going to
happen as she held herself. Eventually, she waked out and they went into her
bedroom. She was not expecting the sight that greeted her - her drawers pulled
out, the empty jewellery box, seeing her intimates pulled out unnerved her.
“I want you to
change into something more... comfortable Christyne.”
“Y-You....you
do? A-Anything in particular?” She was worried he meant lingerie, but when he
said “there is a short-sleeved wrap dress in your wardrobe. Put that on...
unless you’d rather be naked...” she nodded and made her way round.
“No, I’ll put
it on!” She had only worn it twice, but as she put it on she realized he had
picked this, wanted to see her in it.
“Uh, would you
mind turning around please?”
He turned round
as Christyne removed her blouse and skirt, unaware of the mirror he was looking
in but then when she had fastened it up, and turned, she realized
“That dress
does suit you Christyne.”
“Thank you....”
She smoothed down the dress, wondering if it would stay like this.
“Now I need to
get some rest and relax so I have to make sure you stay in this room. So you
have a choice - I can tie you on the bed, or to the bed.”
“But could you
trust me by not tying me to the bed?”
He raised an
eyebrow and said “what do you think Christyne after earlier.” She saw his
smile, and groaned as she realized she had just talked herself into the
situation, before she said “I guess you’ll want to tie me to my bed.”
“That is your
choice Christyne?”
Christyne
meekly nodded and removed her glasses, handing them to him as he said “lie on
your back.” She slowly lay down in the centre of the bed, and then realized she
would have to move to one side.
As he picked up
a long scarf from the floor, he said “Give me your right wrist.” Christyne held
her hand up as he tied one end of the scarf round her wrists, and then lifted
it above her head as he tied the other end to the headboard.
“I never knew
my scarves could tie me up so well” she said as she tugged on her wrist.
“Now your other
wrist.” As he secured her left wrist above her head, he said “not just useful
for keeping you quiet...:”
“They feel
soft....”
As he tied her
ankles apart to the foot of the bed with more scarves, he looked at Christyne
and said “you’re surprised?”
“Maybe a
little.....” Christyne was regretting what she had said, but it was not
uncomfortable in fact, the secure feeling made her feel even better
“There now,
comfy?”
“I think
so.....I guess a gag comes next?”
“You’re much
more accepting of this than earlier Christyne. “
“I just know
what to expect now.” After all, the term I always heard growing up with playing
games like this with my cousins was “bound AND gagged”
As he stroked
his hand up her leg, he said “so are you still afraid?”
“Maybe a
little.....”
“Of what?”
“I don’t
know....”
He stroked her
cheek as he said “do you think I would hurt you?”
“I just don’t
know what to expect. I’ve never been tied up before.... not like when I was
younger, those were just games. Ironically, Cops and Robbers.”
“Well I am a
robber... Relax Christyne I will not do anything bad.. “
“I trust
you....” She said it even as she felt she did not know why she just did
“Time to be
quiet.” He picked up a clean set of pantyhose, and started to ball up the
gusset, Christyne watching and then opening her mouth as he gently ushed it in,
then tied the legs round her head to keep the gag in place.
“Mmrrwwff” was
all she could say as he lowered her head onto the pillow.
Stroking her
cheek, he smiled as he said “stay there...”
“Wrfffnnmmph.”
Not a recognizable sound, but he smiled and kissed her forehead before he left
the room, Christyne struggling as she heard the water running. She felt the
scarves tightening, keeping her secure. Every move she made reminded her of
what happened on the couch, and the gag just added to the sensations as she
moved round
She saw him
walk in, just wearing boxer shorts, as he lay by her and put his arm over her,
looking at his captive. Christyne turned her head to look at him, and then
realized something was different
“What do you
want Christyne?”
“Nfffnng....yww?”
He stroked her
cheek again, and then said four words. “May I kiss you?:
“Mm-hmff....”
He turned her
head and gently kissed her lips, Christyne closing her eyes and wondering why
it felt so nice as she felt her nipples hardening, rubbing on her bra cups
He then started
to kiss her neck as his hand went down and stroked over her chest, and then
started to gently squeeze them as her body responded. She moaned and closed her
eyes as he continued to do this, and then started to open her dress up.
“Whrrywwdnn?”
Christyne looked at him as he exposed her bra.
“Admiring you.
Do you want me to stop?”
“Nwww....”
He smiled as he
opened her dress up and knelt across her waist, slowly easing her bra up to
expose her breasts and then he kissed them, sucking gently on her firm nipples
“Mmmmfffwwwmmm........”
Christyne
pulled on the bindings again as she moved her hips, grinding against him as he
continued to kiss her there. He grunted softly, and then moved down and pulled
her panties away, before kissing her between her legs
“Hmghhddddhhhttt
“
“Do you want me
to Christyne?”
She looked up
and nodded as he pulled his boxers off, and she saw his manhood, groaning as he
slipped into her and she gripped him there.
“Hyyhshsss ..”
She moved with him, feeling the throbbing intensify as he groaned and moved
with her, feeling him growing larger in there and rubbing against those most
special, most sensitive of places. It had been so, so long
She groaned as
the pressure turned into a pulsing, sending shocks through her body before she
felt the jerk.
“MMMMFFFFMMMWWW
HHHWWWRRRRMMMMMMMMMPH!!!”
He groaned
softly as he felt the rush from him into her, and felt her body shake under him
as he gave all he had
“Mmmmmmmmmfmffffffmmmmmmmffffff!!”
She collapsed onto the mattress, the sweat glistening on her body, as she
twisted the bindings again and saw him come out, kiss her chest, and then lie
next to her.
“You’re
wondering if the scarves have loosened aren’t you? Try.”
“Whh mmhf?”
“Satisfy your
curiosity...”
Looking up at
each hand in turn she pulled and tugged, but it still felt tight if
comfortable. She tried to move her legs as he moved with her, and realized she
could not stop him again.
And she was not
sure if she wanted to stop him
“So, what would
you like to do now,” he whispered as he stroked her chest.
“Mwph?”
“Do you still
think I am going to hurt you?” As Christyne shook her head, he said “of course
I’m not, but you have discovered something about yourself, yes?”
Christyne
looked at him, as she slowly nodded.
“So, my
question is, do you want to try something else?”
“Lhff whph?”
“If I untied
you, would you like to put some night clothes on?”
“Mm-hmph”,
Christyne said as she nodded she loved this dress, and at least all she would
have to do now was clean it
Smiling, he got
up and untied her hands and legs, watching as she slowly stood up with her
dress open and her bra up. “The gag stays... for the moment.”
Christyne
slowly nodded she knew it was necessary, and if truth be told, she was used to
it by now, it remined her she was a hostage. Slowly turning, she cleaned
herself with some tissues from a box on the dresser, and then stripped before
she put on a pink baby doll nightdress.
“Very nice -
and short. That will be good.”
Christyne
smiled if he was going to use her again, then this would work
“When you are
ready, come over this side of the bed.” As she walked round, he said “sit down
I am going to secure your legs first.” As Christyne sat, she watched as he
bound her ankles tightly together with rope, and then her legs below her knees.
“Not too tight?”
“Nsshhfhn,”
Christyne said as she twisted her legs round, and then grunted as he helped her
to stand up and take her hands behind her back. She steeled herself for the
rope holding her wrist together but then she grunted as she felt the rope
pulling her elbows together, as her chest was forced out.
“Whhtthruddhhnnhh?”
She then felt
the rope round her wrists as they were secured together, and then watched as
the rope was passed round her below her chest and pulled tight, the material of
her nightdress stretching over her chest as the bands were formed above and
below her breasts.
He pulled the
ropes tighter, and then fed the rope under one arm, up and around the back of
her neck under her hair and then under her other arm before he tied it off...
Christyne was
mewling, each tug making the binding tighter and her nightie stretch even more
but she still felt safe
“Tell me how it
feels,” he whispered into her ear as he gently caressed her chest from behind.
Christyne rested her head on his chest, and said “Mmrrrfffrrr....”
He started to kiss
her neck again, as she watched his hands fondling her chest, forcing her to
squirm as she tried to stay standing
“Not yet,” he
whispered as he stopped and walked in front of her, feeding another rope under
the bands that framed her chest, and then pulling them together.
“Mwph!”
“You look so
beautiful like this...” he said as he dropped the rope to the floor, and walked
behind Christyne. He then reached through and pulled the rope back between her
thighs and then pulled it up and back as the cords sank between the damp lips
of her clit.
“Mmmfff!” She
twisted her head round as the skirt of her nightdress was hiked up, and he
secured the rope to her elbows.
“There now -
you were saying,” he whispered into her ear before he caressed and kissed her,
Christyne biting into her gag as she started to breath more heavily. The ropes
the ropes
“Kneel down,
Christyne...” She wondered how she was going to do that, but she managed to
lower herself to her knees as he held her, her fingers stroking over his crotch
as her eyes opened wide. That felt so good
As she fell
onto her knees, she felt the caress on her chest and the kiss on her neck,
before he walked to stand in front of her. He cut through the gag and removed
the soaking wet cloth from her mouth, before he said “do you see something you
want?”
Christyne
gasped, and then said “just take me.....now!”
“No - I want
you to take me.”
He opened his
pants and she saw his cock again, long, large, hard. “Is this what you want....”
she said before she leaned forward and kissed the head.
“that’s right -
keep going, and feel free to bring yourself on as well...”
He kissed the
member again and then glided her lips along the shaft, before opening her mouth
and taking it in as he held her head in his gentle hands.
“Thank you
Christyne - now take it in your mouth...”
She nodded and
complied, moving the ropes between her legs as she did so and started to push
it in and out as she sucked gently. He started to move in time with her as she
felt the cock engorging, pressing her tongue down as she felt the throbbing
She groaned as
she felt the movement and the hands on her head but she was focused now on
bringing him on despite herself, as the ropes started to drive her crazy with
their movement as well.
“Oh yess...” he
moaned as Christyne started to vary the sucking she was making, and tasted the
pre-cum on her tongue. The pressure was immense, the throbbing and pulsing
intense as he groaned more and more
I moan as I
close my eyes, my cock pressing your tongue down and throbbing...
Squirming on
her knees meant she was rubbing herself as well, but she could feel him harden,
and felt a jerk as she increased the speed, the movement
“I.... I hope
you are ready....”
Christyne
steadied herself and then it hit her the hot, salty flow on the back of her
throat as he moaned out loud, and she swallowed as much and as quickly as she
could. Eventually, after what seemed an eternity, she felt the flow lessen as
he released her head, and her lips popped as he withdrew.
He knelt down
and put his hand on her cheek as he said “there now are you ready for bed?”
She slowly
nodded as he helped her to stand and then lie on the bed, panting as he pulled
her ankles back and hogtied her, tying her ankles to the ropes round her chest.
“So, do you
think you can raise the alarm and try to escape?”
Christyne
struggled and shook her head as she said “Right now I’m not.... you’re seeing
to that.... You know I’ll never get out of this.....” With a slight shifting of
my legs I don’t think I want to, not too soon anyway.
“I’ll alert the
authorities once I am far enough away. Now open wide.” She watched as he picked
up something from the floor.
“Not too soon,”
she opened her mouth, then saw he had picked up a pair of her panties
“No not too
soon,” he said as he folded the panties and pushed them into her mouth.
“Not my
undieffph!”
“Please
Christyne at least they were clean ones.” He left and came back with a roll of
sticking plaster, tearing a strip off and pressing it down over her mouth.
“Wwrrmmmffph!”
She felt him pressing the brown fabric down, felt the ropes rubbing on her
again
“There - want
to know one advantage of leaving you like this?”
“Mwph?”
He leaned over
and whispered into her ear “nobody is going to hear your screams of pleasure,
not until rescue comes.”
“Hwh nwwf...”
Christyne knew he was right, but to hear him say it was an invitation to do
just that as she moved her hips. He smiled as he got dressed and watched her.
Christyne
looked at him. He was a good looking man despite what had happened to her
today, and as she watched him she was grinding herself, mewing, struggling and
rubbing herself deliberately....
“Don’t be
embarrassed any more Christyne - be what you want to be.” As he pulled his
trousers on, she screamed “Mmmhhhhhnnnmmmmff....” as another climax washed over
her.
A climax goes
through me, I try to hide it wondering if you noticed.....
“Better?”
“Mm-hmph.”
Christyne blushed red as she realized he had noticed
He leaned over
and kissed her forehead. “I’m not embarrassed - don’t you be. I’m going to
borrow your car - you’ll get it back, I assure you.”
“Mh crr?”
“Your car. Now,
I would say sleep well, but I suspect you are going to be keeping yourself
awake. Anything you wish to say before I go?”
“Gd lgph”
“Thank you -
you were amazing Christyne,” he said as he turned the light off, Christyne
listening as the front door opened and closed and then her car moved off,
before she started to move the rope between her legs again