I met her online, medium height, red Hair, green eyes, a beautiful curvy figure and an active imagination. It soon became apparent that she responded to my confessions that I loved bondage and teasing etc, and as we talked we began to plan our adventures. I reflected on all this as she stood in my office, dressed in her best sexy secretary outfit- white blouse, knee length black skirt and ankle boots. Upon entering the room, I sat behind my mahogany desk with leather writing surface and did not offer her a seat.
"Hands behind your back, I said." She complied immediately.
I opened my top draw and pulled out a coil of soft, white hemp rope. I started playing with it in my two hands, looking purposely at her and watching her eyes go wider as she parted her lips unconsciously.
"Time to make you helpless, lover," I said, hold out your hands.
Slowly she showed me her hands, crossing them at the wrists and looking at me with a smile that betrayed more than a little defiance- oh, she was in so much trouble!
I approached her and tied her wrists. looping the coil around a number of times, then cinching the knots to ensure she could not escape. I was still left with over 5m of rope unused, but this was part of the plan. I could see the confusion on her face when I pulled up a chair in front of her. Only when I stood on the chair and she looked up at me did she understand her fate. The remaining rope was threaded through an eye hook attached to the ceiling. From there I moved to the coat-hooks in the corner of the room and smiled at her as she turned to follow my movements. I pulled the rope tight and her hands moved over her head, then coiled the rope around a coat-hook and tied it there. I did this carefully so that her arms were high, but not uncomfortable. Now she was just where I wanted her.
"So, lover, you want to know how it feels to be helpless and at the mercy of your man?"
"Yes," she replied, so,so deliberately, squirming slightly as she pulled against her bindings. I pulled her to m and kissed her passionately, enjoying her attempts to press against me and the moan that e****aped from her mouth as my arms pulled her to me.
"You look lovely, so vunerable, and so mine, lover, but I think more work is needed.
With this I began slowly to unbutton her blouse from top to bottom, noticing how deeply she began to breathe. Soon all the buttons had been undone and I could enjoy a glimpse of the white flesh underneath, flat stomach and beautiful breasts ****king out of her bra.
I began to unclip her skirt and unzip it as I explained my rules to her.
"You are mine to enjoy, lover, as we agreed, and here is my plan...". Her skirt fell softly to the floor.
I let m****nds touch her cheek and was startled as she turned to kiss, then attempt to suck my finger. For a second I complied, she was so turned on it was hard to resist, but I withdrew my fingers from her mouth to let them roam down her breasts and stomach and inside her panties, palm flat against her and my index fingers moving agonising slowly towards her cunt.
"If your cunt is dry, lover, I will release you and let you go. I have no desire to cause yo distress, but (I let my fingers slip lower) if you are wet, I am going to use you in every way imaginable. Do yo understand."
She surpised me once again by arching her back so that her pubic mound pressed against me. "Yes....sir," she answered as she let me feel her wetness. I pressed my hand firmly against her so that from her clit , right across her cunt she could feel me press against her. My index finger ran from back to front end, finally resting at her clit as she moaned and strained against her bondage.
I withdrew from her about a meter away and enjoyed her arousal and disappointment. There was plenty of time for that!
"Such a tart, I said. Have you no shame?" She looked at me with such innocent eyes as she shook her head slowly.
"No sir, I have no shame." I thought I could see a hidden smile after her comment, and hoped I could hide my delight in her answer.
"Well, lover, girls like you do not deserve to wear these...," with that I approached her and pulled her panties down her legs and to her feet. I made her step out of them and put them in my pocket as a souvenir- she would not be allowed to wear them for the rest of the night.
Exposed now in just a blouse, bra and heels she looked at me hungrily, "Fuck me!" she said.
I responded by facing her and pulling her blouse over her head and to her bound wrists, tying it to the rope above her bound arms. I then unclipped her bra and did the same with that so she was naked except for heels and bound before me.
I circled her twice, stroking her in various places and enjoying her responsiveness.
"Are you ready for all I have planned, lover. "
She looked at me hungrily, puling against her bonds once again and responded.
"Please, sir...please fuck me!"
