A Bed of Dreams

I was asleep in your bed, naked of course.

I woke up because I felt very uncomfortable, not being fully awake I couldn't work out what was wrong with me? I remember feeling very frightened at that point, because I couldn't move my legs or arms?

I am now wide awake and find my arms stretched back fully, crossed at the wrists behind the top of my head, and tied tightly to the bed head. My legs too, were tightly tied together to the end of the bed.

I looked down and saw a thin sheet covering my body.

Looking around the room, I couldn't see anyone. I remember it was very quiet. I tried desperately to get free; I struggled for what seemed like ages. The more I struggled the more my arms hurt. The door was shut and the room was dimly lit - I looked over my shoulder at the closed door. Tears slowly moved down my checks, they tickled and I wiped them away as best I could by turning my head towards the top of my right arm.

I then heard footsteps, they moved up, what sounded like stairs – but they were very slow footsteps, who ever it was, they certainly weren't in a hurry. I wasn't scared and thought surely this person would untie me and then I would be free to go and find you...

I watched the door intently, but never said a thing. Never called for help, nothing! It seemed to take ages for him or her to get to the door. Finally I watched the door handle turn, the door opened ever so slowly and in walked…………………… An impressive figure, wearing a long sleeved deep purple black cloak, which skimmed gracefully atop the carpet as the person walked. A large Sphinx mask covered any trace of who it was hidden under the mask – I felt a cold shiver run through my body - no not fear, but an unexpected excitement!

"Don't say a word!" came a muffled husky voice from beneath the mask.

"Not one word, do you understand?" The figure did not turn and look at me as it spoke - but slowly walked across the room in front of the bed, and around to my left side. In both hands it held a silver plate or tray – I could just make out a few objects placed upon it. I could see bottles, a white cloth or hanky a carefully folded piece of black material and two candles.

I watched as the figure placed the tray on a small wooden table, which sat under the main window of the bedroom. It was then I caught sight of the hands of my captor, - it was MALE! Strong small hands, tidy short fingernails – he was European and I could just see a touch of dark hair showing from below the cuffs of his cloak.

I desperately needed to see what he was doing! I turned my head until it was hard against my arm, by closing my right eye it enabled my left eye more clarity and I watched as he opened 3 small bottles and poured liquid from each of them into a bowl. He lit the candles and carried the table to the edge of the bed and placed it opposite my left breast.

"Not a word" he quietly said again looking down upon me.

I coyly moved my eyes to meet the eyes of his mask – I was breathing deeply my lips parted, I was excited…..I think?

He sat on the bed next to me.

"Tonight you will be a good girl,……. you will not speak or cry out" he touched my face and ran his fingers gently around my lips.

" You will be mine to do what ever I wish"

He moved his fingers slowly down onto my neck then took hold of the sheet covering my body and very slowly pulled it back over my breasts, down across my stomach and stopped just above my lower thighs.

The feel of the soft sheet moving over my body was intoxicating. My nipples were hard, my breathing heavy and I was aroused and ashamedly so! I knew not of this man and hated him for tying me up in such a way, yet he was arousing me, exciting me! I hated him for taking away my control.

Even though I could not see his eyes I knew he was examining my helpless body - I hated him for that too…….


I wanted to tell him my shoulders were hurting and that my wrists were sore, but what would he do to me if I spoke? I wasn't ready to find out just yet so decided to keep quiet - for now anyway.

From the silver tray he removed a glass-stirring rod, it was approximately 10 cms in length; I had seen these in a fancy kitchen shop in Ponsonby and had always wanted one.

He started mixing together the liquids he had poured into the bowl earlier and while doing so, watched my face. I kept my eyes on his, well where I knew his were……what did he hope to see in my face I wondered?

"This is not going to hurt – but you will stay perfectly still and remember – not a word!"

I nodded in agreement

Carefully, he drizzled the cold oily liquid over my warm body. Starting at my neck, then down between my breasts and onto my stomach. I shut my eyes tightly as I got used to the coolness of the droplets on my skin.

He removed the sheet from my legs and I heard it land on the floor behind my feet. He was standing now, and was moving along the edge of the bed toward my arms.

I could feel his dark cloak just brush my check as he stood next to the bed head. It was silk and it must have felt wonderful against his body. I could smell him!

The glass rod was now teasing my fingers open – I obliged and opened both hands. The oil ran down my forearms and over my elbows.

Apart form my face, the entire front of my body was now lined with oil. The smell of sandalwood, lavender and orange blossom adorned my skin.

I so much wanted to move, and remove the cold and uncomfortably sticky oil from my body.

I watched him carry the small table back against the wall. He took the strip of black material and tied it tightly around his hips. He placed the two candles on the wooden posts at the foot of the bed and then stood still in front of me. – He unbutton his cloak, but only to the waist …..

I could see his chest, I wanted to see his chest, his shoulders and arms! Oh god I wanted to see him and he knew it. He slowly removed his arms from the cloak and let it fall behind him exposing his firm muscular chest. The candlelight enhanced all his beauty I took a deep breath………….

"You will not move" he repeated coldly as he moved from behind the foot of the bed.

"You will be good and not say a word"

I watched as he got onto the bed and straddled my body.

I was breathing heavily as I looked up at his mask, I could just make out his grey eyes – cold, controlling eyes, I hated him!

He placed both hands firmly around my neck, then moved them up my arms until they found my wrists, and fingers. He carefully rubbed the oil around every finger. His chest was centimetres away from my mouth; I wanted to lean my face into him. I knew he could feel my warm breath against his skin and I was sure he liked it.

He moved down my arms and onto my breasts, his fingers gently massaging the oil into my skin and around my nipples. He was teasing me, and he wasn't going to stop!

I shut my eyes and let him take control of my pleasure.

His fingers danced over my stomach and around my waist – firm but gentle – he had me on fire!

Across my hips he moved, down further still, then my thighs, along my legs, over my knees and finally to my feet! I am slippery and warm. I am wet and horny. I watch him look up at me from the bottom of the bed. I want more……….I imagine him smiling at me.

I'm breathing heavier now, I want to moan – I want to move, I want him to hear how much I enjoy his touch – but I don't dare speak!

At the bottom of the bed he stops, his hands held firmly around my tied ankles.

I look at him wildly with parted lips and laboured breathing, – you bastard, I want to yell!

He laughs at me!

He suddenly moves quickly up along my legs and stops abruptly at my thighs – he looks at me again. Very gently he moves my legs apart and starts rubbing the oil into my inner thighs, he moves his fingers further and further in between my legs. He can see I am wet, he can see what he has done, but he never touches me there – just teases me feverishly, until I can no longer stand it.

"Oh god" I yell with a sigh.

He stops what he is doing as abruptly as he started – I watch as he put the top half of the cloak back around his shoulders, does up the buttons and removes the black material from his hips.

"I told you, you weren't to talk, not a word I said" His voice had changed, he is angry.

He walks toward me – "you will be punished for disobeying me."

"I'm sorry," I plead " I'm sorry ……please?"

He places the black material across my mouth and ties it firmly behind my head.

"I hate you" I mumble.

"You will stay like that until I decide you have been punished. You will have plenty of time to think about your disobedience." He picks up the silver tray and leaves the room closing the door behind him………….

I'm lying on your bed and felling like a helpless captured animal! I feel humiliated, cold and scared, my thoughts are all over the place. I look down at my ankles, then up at my hands – they are tied ever so tightly with strips of brown leather. – He had obviously gone to a lot of trouble; even the knot is one I hadn't seen before!

I struggle hoping I may just loosen these strange knots - as before, my shoulders start to hurt….

I am his and it will stay that way until he is ready to let me go!

I sob uncontrollably as I look at the closed door, and mutter through the gag "I'm sorry, I won't do it again – I'm sorry!"

Time drags by and I watch the two candles at the foot of the bed. I watch as the wax dribbles down the stem and onto the wooden post leaving a tangled mass of wax in its wake!

The yellow flames flicker out of 'step' and produce strange shadows on the walls. Huge dark and menacing shadows, just like my captor. I hated looking at them and tried to concentrate on something else, but always my eyes were drawn back to the dark moving wall..

I imagine him towering over my body, his wonderful heavy chest – his hands all over me, his mouth on mine. Who was this man who could humiliate so? Then in the next breath give me such enduring and selfless pleasure?

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again – I'm sorry, please come back?"

Again tears welled in my eyes and then slid slowly down my checks…………

An hour passes, and I start to shiver with cold, my mouth is dry and the gag is cutting slightly into the corners of my mouth.

Suddenly I hear a noise outside the door – and I look quickly towards it, my eyes wide and my heart pounding.

I watched the door, it opened, and two blonde haired women walk slowly into the room – each wearing a short sleeveless see-through white blouse. Two small buttons high around the neckline keep the garment shut. I could clearly see their hard nipples pushing against the material. They were both wearing white lacy G-strings, which sat high on their hips enhancing their beautiful curvaceous bodies.

A thick black velvety tightly fitting facemask covered their eyes and their blonde hair was tied back in a long ponytail. Around their necks they wore a brown leather strap.

They were both very beautiful and I felt totally disgusted as I looked down at my body.

I too could look like that I thought? But look at me, I've been tied to a bed naked for hours, covered with greasy oil, and my mouth gagged – I must look terrible and I felt ashamed.

The two women stood side by side at the foot of the bed facing me. Their moist pink lips glistening in the candlelight; they did not speak and they did not move, they stood silently watching me………….

A voice came through the door as I lay admiring the two beautiful women standing in front of me.

" Have you been a good girl? " he inquired as he ran his hand roughly up the arm and around the neck of one of the girls. She did not move, and stood as still as she had done a few minutes before his arrival.

He turned and faced me, his large heavy mask now replaced with a fine black well fitted one. I could see his lips and mouth, the outline of his face and head; his eyes were clearly defined showing light brown eyelashes and eyebrows his eyes still as menacing and cold as before.

"I'm sure you have." He said calmly " You will now do as I say!"

He moved between the two women, and I watched as he placed his hands inside each of their blouses and firmly grasped their breasts. Again they did not move – not a sound, their lips showing no emotion, not so much as a quiver.

Slowly he unbuttoned each blouse and parted them carefully with both hands – he ran his hands carefully over their breasts and stomach. He then walked behind one of the woman and took hold of her hair and firmly pulled her head back.

"Look at her body – beautiful isn't it?" He said as he put his mouth against her neck. He did not take his eyes off me as he caressed her neck and shoulders.

" You will not move and you will not say one word"

He was enjoying this torture, his torture of me!

He took hold of the second woman's hair and pulled her head back just as he did with the first.

"Look at her breasts – small and beautiful, gorgeous nipples, just like yours wouldn't you say?"

Still holding her head back he moved to her side and placed his mouth over her breast, he stopped and looked over at me, then continued his torture. I could feel everything he was doing to her, his tongue firmly moving over her nipple, his teeth gently nipping her. I closed my eyes and let out a silent sigh of pleasure.

He moved away and let go of her hair, she lowered her head and stood as before.

My heart was pounding as I watched him stand behind each of the women and ever so carefully remove their blouses. He gently undid the brown leather straps from around their necks but left them where they were. . He never once took his eyes off me – "Stop, stop, stop I wanted to scream"

He slowly removed their underwear until both women were standing in front of me naked – white female flesh, beautiful sexy flesh, hard nipples, nicely shaven pubic hair – Were they there for me?

No I had decided! This was his game, I was just an unwilling participant in a game called… pleasure, a game called control maybe?

One at a time he caressed their bodies with his hands. I could see his hands deliberately move seductively over milky white breasts, hard pink nipples, then down onto firm flat stomachs. Into and around blonde pubic hair, between shapely legs and then back again… I was so hot, so wet – my breathing noticeably shallow, I was in pain and I hated him even more for how he was making me feel.

"You have been very good, not one word as come from your lips," he said to me as he undid their hair and let it fall around their shoulders.

He ran his fingers through one of the girls hair, grabbed a handful, pulled her head back and kissed her passionately on the lips.

No matter what he did they never moved…. I could just see through the mask around their eyes an occasional blink now and then.

Were they twins I wondered, same bodies and hair, even their lips and mouth appeared the same shape and size. I was puzzled and thought for a moment I could be drugged, god perhaps I was dreaming? If it was a dream did I want to wake?

"I will remove the gag from your mouth for your obedience" he smirked. He made his way over to the little wooden table below the window and picked up a small bottle and walked over to me.

"Not one word now!"

Lifting my head, he removed the black gag form my mouth, he waited and allowed me to move and stretch my mouth back into some normality.

He placed the bottle against my lips and carefully poured into my mouth a much needed drink of water.

" We are nearly ready"

Ready for what, oh please untie me, and please let me go. Let the game be over! I looked into his eyes; hoping he would understand me, hear me even…………

He went over to the little wooden table and placed the water bottle down.

He then walked over to the two naked beauties standing at the end of the bed and in turn, ran his hands across their buttocks, up their backs and stopped at the loose brown leather straps around their necks.

Carefully, the straps were skilfully tied into slipknots, and then placed over the bedposts where the slowly burning candles sat - still flickering out of step! Their ghostly dark companion on the wall behind bearing silent witness to what was unfolding on the large bed below.

The scene in front of me was like a dream!

I must be dreaming I had decided, this can't happen in real life can it? -

Two masked and beautiful naked women, candles casting menacing shadows, leather straps tied to the bed, and an intoxicating captor intent on torturing me with nothing but…… pleasure?

The excitement and desire so deftly wound inside my mind was scary - this man had managed to manipulate my whole being with his words and gestures. What was most clever about this moment was the uncertainty he had created! I hated him, but loved him for it!

I followed him with only my eyes as he moved around to where I lay tightly bound, his hands carefully unbuttoning his cloak as he walked. He picked the black gag up off the floor and again placed it around his hips and tied a knot. He removed the top half of the cloak and I looked upon his wonderful chest and arms…Oh god I thought trying to keep control of my speech and movement… oh god!

He sat high up on the bed next to me, and I watched as he placed his index finger into his mouth and gently and seductively rolled his tongue around it. I could just see the movement of his moist fleshy tongue, his lips were glistening with the moisture he produced while doing so.

He then placed the same finger slightly inside my mouth and moved it around the inside of my lips.

"Do not move! If you move I will gag you again." He kept his cold eyes fixed upon mine.

"Do not speak!" he calmly said. "If you speak, I will gag you again."

He continued teasing my lips – and every so often, returned his finger to his mouth and tongue, I greedily waited for its return.

He then moved his fingers down onto my nipples watching me as he did so. As before, a repeated performance followed.

Each nipple responded to every moment, every pinch, and every stroke of his wet finger. His stare had changed from cold and calm, to much amusement. For a split second, I was sure I saw a glint of pleasure come from his grey eyes.

Again the words "Do not move, do not speak!"

I was breathing heavily and enjoying my captors' torture – but I was ever so mindful of obeying him, I did not like the gag and did not want to feel the tightness of it around my mouth for a second time…

He moved down onto my stomach, not with his finger this time but with his tongue ..in and around my tummy button he probed, lightly kissing and nipping my flesh. I could feel the firmness of his teeth on my skin, - he looked up at me and I could see he was enjoying my pleasure even feeding off it!

I shut my eyes tightly, opened my mouth and allowed my heavy breath to flow from my mouth as quietly as possible –

I felt the leather strap loosen from around my ankles…I thought nothing of it...I didn't care!

I felt a warm hand take hold of each ankle...but I didn't care!

My captor had control of all my senses…..his tongue and lips now caressing my thighs…

I felt each leg slowly move apart....but I didn't care!

He was now between my legs, kissing, licking, probing...

I felt both ankles tighten as they were tied to the bed again...but I didn't care!

He was always very close to my wet and swollen lips, but never quite there.. never quite there... I thought I would come!

He seemed to know this and would move his mouth away... I took a deep breath, clenched both fists and opened my eyes.

My body was covered with beads of sweat, my mouth dry and my breathing fast and shallow, I felt as if I were drunk!

He had stopped, why?

I looked down, eyes searching wildly in the dimly lit room.

Don't stop, please don't stop… the words screamed through my mind…

I saw him slip off the bed as calmly as he had got on to it, and walk around behind the two women. It was then I realised my legs were wide apart and tied securely to the leather straps which he had attached to the bed earlier.

For the first time in what seemed like hours, I watched the two naked and masked women move. They turned and walked to him.

They stood either side of him, side on, with their hard nipples just touching his arms.

They removed the black gag from around his waist and as they did the cloak fell to the ground.

The three of them looked unbelievable standing in the candlelight – their bodies a soft glow of yellow.

The ghostly shadow on the wall behind them had now become one large wondrous sexy shapely silhouette.

"You will not move or speak Jenny, you will be a good girl and do as I say?"

"Christ he knows my name, he knows me?" I very nearly spoke.

He placed both hands around the two woman's hips. They moved an arm up onto his chest, kissed him passionately, and then moved away!

I watched as they moved around either side of the bed and slithered, just as a snake would, up onto the bed at my feet.....

He wouldn't do this to me, he just wouldn't, he couldn't! – I closed my eyes, and bit my bottom lip. I tried not to cry but tears started rolling down my checks.

I was now experiencing sensations I had never felt before – female flesh on mine!

I felt my feet being gently massaged by soft hands, my legs and thighs being kissed and caressed in a way I could only know?

They made their way up my body seductively – each and every movement of their bodies controlled and planned. I could feel moist swollen lips and hard nipples slide over my legs.

It felt divine – I didn't feel ashamed, the tears had stopped and I wanted to experience more. I had no choose but to experience what he had planned for me!

I opened my eyes and watched as two beautiful women thoughtfully caressed my body in a way I wanted.

I saw him watching – I was sure I could hear him breathing and for the first time I smiled at him……………..his mouth was no longer hard and cruel, he was moving his lips feverishly and running his hands along the wooden end of the bed, I watched as his hands gripped it firmly…….so I smiled again!

I knew his cock was hard and I knew he wanted me!

It was him being tortured and I liked that. I was not going to say a word, never!

I felt fingers explore my wet and wanting lips, exploring gently – carefully, the way I would have done. I felt warm lips kiss and squeeze, tongues dart in, out, over and across.

I was going to come and I could feel it building…………I was on fire!

They moved up onto my stomach, biting as they went. I felt their legs all over my lower body – soft and smooth.

I closed my eyes again.

I felt teeth on my nipples, lips and tongues……. Biting, teasing, sucking.

I was going to come! I felt drunk… I was lost…. I was drunk… I was going to come!

My neck now, biting - sucking - kissing.

They had reached my mouth,.

I could only fell one set of lips, but I didn't care. I kissed back, and I couldn't help it.

Her tongue was in my mouth and mine in hers.

She pulled away and whispered in my ear – "You will not speak, you will not move"

I opened my eyes and looked around the room – he no longer stood at the end of the bed

I felt dizzy and blinked a few times to bring my head back to normal. My body was covered in sweat and I could smell a sweet milky scent. The smell of the two women's bodies were mixed with mine; I shut my mouth and took a deep breath!

I wanted him more than ever, I needed him more than ever –I desperately wanted him inside of me, this is what he wanted?

I knew it was what I wanted - all along!

*I finally took control of what normality I had left and turned my head toward the window where the little table stood.

The sight that greeted me was not a pleasant one, certainly not what I had expected – Christ the surreal events of the entire evening were unexpected, for me anyway! So I wondered why I should feel any different to what was taking place before me now…

I became agitated, angry even - My sexy captor was standing sandwiched between the two naked women, his head back and mouth open slightly. He moaned softly with pleasure, as his body was being 'pawed' over from both sides.

"No, no, not them – please not with them!" I said to myself shaking my head with disbelief and anger.



I watched as his neck and shoulders were caressed and kissed, his back and waist rubbed sensually with soft breasts and hard nipples!

She slid down him and pushed her face into his buttocks, her legs wide apart and leaning against his. I could see her tongue dart in between his buttocks, her mouth and lips nipping and exciting him. Her hands, white knuckled held fast to his ankles.

"No… no, not with them" I struggled trying to free myself.

His hands were tightly holding the other woman's wrists at her waist – she was facing him, her pubic bone pushing hard into him while she kissed and sucked his neck! – then down onto his hair covered chest – He moved her arms up onto his shoulders and held tightly still to her wrists

"No no – please not with her…." I whispered shakily.

I started to move my hips, tried to move my legs, I wanted to be there, where they were………….me Jenny, It was my turn – to give him what he had given me!

My bonds held me tightly – I wanted to be free!

He moaned loudly, as she found his nipples, her tongue firmly rubbing them, her teeth nipping gently, pulling, then sucking each one in turn.

He moved one hand swiftly to her hair and took hold of it and pulled her up to meet his lips – I watched as he moved his hips against hers, his hard swollen cock rubbing against her belly. He pulled her head to one side and took a mouth full of her white glistening neck – she let out a muffled groan – I closed my eyes and succumbed to the ecstasy she was receiving. I could feel everything and I wanted it all!

He let her go and gently pushed her down to his hardened cock – it was then he looked over at me! Even though I could not see his face, I was sure I knew him, I knew those eyes and that wicked teasing mouth….. I was shaking my head at him

"No not with them" I gestured with my eyes, - he smiled as he watched a number of tears trickle down my face.

He moved his legs apart. The naked beauty behind him moved down and nuzzled his inner thighs, she was on her hands and knees as her tongue gently teased his testicles. I could see many small beads of sweat covering her arched back; they were stunning and shinning like diamonds in the candlelight.

From the front, his cock was being gently sucked and caressed - further into her mouth it went, pink lips tight around him, tongue teasing, lips firmly gripping! Backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards – his moaning grew louder……. His hands were firmly caressing her neck and shoulders and moving up through her blonde hair, he was looking down at her - his open mouth taking in every bit of air his lungs could hold, the pleasure he was experiencing I could only imagine was, over-whelming ……..

"Nooo more, please stop, No more damn you!"" I wanted to scream as I watched the three of them deliberately perform in front of me.

I struggled again, my arms and shoulders burning with pain, my face covered with tears….!

He turned his head suddenly and looked over at me.

Did he see me struggling I wondered? I was terrified and tired to stay perfectly still, I had disobeyed him!

"Stop!" he said out of breath.

Both women obeyed immediately and stood up, their black masks clearly wet with sweat, their breathing laboured - he kissed them both heavily on the lips, they then turned from him and walked back to the end of the bed.

Facing me, he lowered his eyes - He said not one word – nothing! He didn't need to his eyes said it all. He was angry, he was horny and it was now my turn….

He walked slowly toward me, his breathing shallow, his mouth firm and determined. His eyes never left mine, he was scaring me!

I wanted him desperately, I had wanted him all evening, but now I was afraid……..afraid of my captor, afraid of what he would do to me....

"Naughty, naughty, Jenny" he said as he ran his hands up my arms to the leather brown strap that bound my wrists to the headboard. He removed the strap from the headboard but left my wrists still tightly bound together. My arms were then gently brought over my head and placed across my stomach.

How good it felt to let my arms feel freedom again.

"You must learn to obey me," he said quietly. He slowly inspected my naked body as he moved down to my ankles.

I felt humiliated lying there with my legs wide open - with the two masked women watching, even though earlier they had tasted me. I looked away as he slipped each ankle from the slipknots that held them firmly.

"Look at me!" he demanded firmly - I did what I was told

I kept my eyes firmly fixed on him as he carefully moved my legs together.

"Do not move, and do not speak!"

He moved back up the side of the bed to my waist and untied my wrists – I did not move, I did not speak and I never took my eyes from his.

*The brown leather strap was placed on the bed next to my head.

Holding my wrists tightly, he caressed the red marks left behind from the leather straps. He moved around each wrist soothing the fine welts with the moisture from his tongue and lips. I closed my eyes and took pleasure from his tender touch.

Unexpectedly, he bent down and placed his firm lips on mine and kissed me with a passion so blinding I thought I would faint.

I allowed him to slowly bring my arms above my head and onto the pillow. Still holding my wrists tightly he kissed my neck and shoulders and then back onto my waiting mouth. I kissed him back more wanting than ever.

He moved away and stood up next to the bed.

"Do not speak" he said coolly.

He took hold of my wrists and pulled me to my feet – I was dizzy and found it hard to stand. He held me firmly with my hands at his chest.

I could just feel him against my skin, my nipples hardening as he moved closer toward me.

I let my head tip back just a little and shut my eyes tightly, I took a couple of deep breaths and could feel the blood start to follow freely again through my body.

"Look at me Jenny" he said

I did as I was told.

He lowered my arms and placed them against my hips – abruptly he spun me around, brought my arms together around my back and tied them tightly with the leather strap he had placed next to the pillow. He forced me firmly over the edge of the bed, with my toes just touching the floor.

"Do not speak"

He was breathing heavily as he held me there. I could feel his legs against mine. I could feel his hardened cock move against my buttocks…..

I wasn't afraid – I wanted my captor to control me, to dominate me, to punish me, and to screw me. ………

I turned my head and lay there looking at the two women behind the end of bed. It was my turn and I wanted them to watch and want just as much as I had been made to!

"Do not move"

He placed both his hands around my neck and firmly rubbed them down over my shoulders and arms and onto my back – He bent over my naked body and bit gently into my neck. This sent a wave of intense shivers all over my body – I closed my eyes………

His body was on fire as he rubbed himself over my skin. He kissed and sucked seductively each of my fingers as he moved over my tied wrists. He was at my hips now, kissing, controlling and dominating my body with his touch. Lower now, onto my buttocks. Each one in turn kissed and caressed, I could fell his heavy breath between them, I could feel his tongue between them – I thought I would come right there.

I wanted to moan, oh god how I wanted to moan – I fought to keep control!

He moved each of my legs apart with his knees and then ran his hands firmly down the inside of my legs. I was supporting my legs on the tips of my toes as he tightly took hold of both ankles, he proceeded to kiss and tease my inner thighs working his way closer and closer to my wet swollen lips ……….He didn't stop…. He kissed and licked and sucked and teased me until I came…….oh fuck!

I bit down hard into the sheets to stop from making any noise, I couldn't take anymore, I wanted him to stop.

"Do not move Jenny" he said deeply and out of breath..

"Do you want me, do you want all of me Jenny?" he asked whispering in my ear.

I would not speak and I would not now disobey him.

I nodded in agreement.

He leaned against me, his hard cock between my buttocks;

"Well then, you shall have all of me"

I felt him move back from my body and heard him remove the black mask that had covered his face. My captor was unmasked and I wanted to turn and look, I was excited I needed to know who he was – who it was that had put me through this strange night of pleasure – a pleasure I had never felt before.

He placed the mask next to my face. I could smell his sweat, - I could see his sweat….he was still torturing me!

He moved toward me and carefully placed his cock against my lips and very very slowly entered me.

He griped my hips and slowly moved back and forth but only just inside of me, not too far, but just on the very edge, massaging my now very wet and swollen lips…..

I wanted all of him, I needed all of him!

I stayed perfectly still and softly moaned with every movement of his hips.

He moved his hands up onto my waist and as he did he entered me just a little deeper, still methodically moving back forth - his breathing had become heavy and deep. I could feel him getting harder still…… back and forth, back and forth.

I moved my legs further apart and lowered myself so I could feel the floor with the balls of my feet.

I felt him stumbling to untie my hands – he then placed them on either side of my face…

" screw me " I whispered

"Oh god" he said, as he pushed hard against me, back and forth, harder still, back and forth –

He leant down and bit gently into my left shoulder and neck – I could fell his face against mine, I could smell him – I knew that smell, the scent of his aftershave - I knew him!

He moved further inside of me until I had all of him – harder against me he moved, faster, firmer……….into my buttocks he moved.

I knew him, I knew my captor!

I opened my eyes and looked at the two women still standing at the bed, they were removing their masks!

"No, no, no" I called out - I could feel I was going to come again, it was building, – so intense like nothing before, unbelievable, a dream even!

"Screw me Grant?" … I called his name.

I watched as the two naked women dropped their masks to the ground…….

"Oh god, oh fuck " he said as has he came deeply inside my body!

He kept moving inside me, back and forth – harder, and harder!

The two women standing at the foot of the bed, well I knew them too. They were me!

I watched as they smiled, I watched them both and smiled back as I came……….