Secrets

Chapter 3

 

I still could not believe this was really happening to me, or how strong my orgasm had been.  I had always thought that I would have a fairly strong reaction to being tied up by someone else, but I could never have imagined how it really feels. I could see him looking at the items on the bed and hoped he would not see the nipple clamps. I guess I must have looked at them, as these were the items he eventually picked up.

 

“You seem to be either hoping I will use these or I won’t, which is it?” He was now opening and closing them with his fingers and I dreaded him using them. “Please, use anything else, but please don’t use them. I bought them over the net but when I got them I found out they really hurt.  I’ll do anything you want, just please forget them.”  I could feel the tears on my face and hoped they would persuade him to put the clamps down. “Oh, I don’t know Annie, you have really got me interested now.  How about we just try them for a few minutes?”  Not giving me a chance to answer, he pulled on one nipple and opened up the clamp.  I think the reason I didn’t like them was that they clamped down on my nipple, not further down behind the nipple like where I could put the pegs. I had to scream as he closed the clamp on one nipple, the chain connecting the clamps pulling as he moved to the other one. That was the other reason I didn’t like them, the chain didn’t seem to be long enough, and the nipple that was already clamped was made to pull as the other nipple got clamped.  I realised he had them both clamped and looked from one nipple to the other as if I could change the situation by looking at them.

 

I was really crying now, the pain immense as my nipples were squished in the clamps. I could not even see his face as the tears blurred my vision, however I could feel his hands gently stroking my breasts. “Please, please, take them off. They just hurt too much, please.” It was the longest time I had ever worn them, the few times I had tried them, I usually hardly even got them on before I was quickly taking them off.  “Only a little bit more Annie. You are doing very well.”  It was strange, but for some reason his praise made me feel a bit better, though I still wanted them off me. 

 

Finally he removed the clamps and as they had not been on long enough to cause too much pain as he removed them, I relaxed a little.  I was still puzzled over how his encouragement had made me feel, wondering why it had made a difference to the way I had handled the pain.  I looked over at the clock and saw it was 2am.  Luckily I had no work tomorrow but still wondered how long he would be here for.  “Don’t worry about the time Annie.  I know you don’t have to go to work tomorrow, so we have no need to rush.”

 

Who was he? Was he someone I knew or had he just been watching me and knew my work timetable? The idea of someone watching me made me feel sick and I started to think about all the things he might do.  He was looking at the items he had not used on the bed when he suddenly put them back onto the ground and knelt up on the bed. My stomach did a flip as I saw him undoing his belt and unzipping his pants.  I began to panic, fearing what was about to happen. “No, please don’t.”  He paused for a moment and touched my face.

 

“Annie, I have no intention of hurting you, but you need to know that no amount of begging will stop me from having your body.”  For some reason his calmness just made me feel more scared and I couldn’t help but flinch as he lowered his pants to reveal an already erect cock.  He moved closer until his cock was resting on my lips and I could feel him pushing against them. I tried to move my head away from the pressure of his cock, but his hands gripped the side of my head preventing any movement.  Still I refused to open my mouth, despite the fear of what he might do.  I heard him sigh and then his fingers were on my nose, holding it closed. I held out for as long as I could and then just had to take a breath, his cock sliding in as my mouth opened.

 

This was just totally unreal, being in my own house, on my own bed with a stranger’s cock in my mouth.  I could feel every vein on his big cock as he pushed it down into my throat, triggering off my gag reflex. He pulled out again, but only long enough for me to catch my breath. I gasped as he took a grip of my hair and forced my head back to look at him.  “Annie, this time you are going to keep my cock in your throat until I say.” I tensed up as he lowered my head back down and pushed firmly into my throat. “1, 2, 3, 4.” I didn’t think I could last much longer and tried to move my head back.  “5, 6.” He let his cock slide out and I drew in a deep breath in an attempt to fill my lungs again.

 

His cock entered my mouth again, but this time he just let it lie on by tongue, “Annie, when I take my cock out, I want to feel your tongue on my balls.”  I moaned, the disgust I felt at his request making me feel sick.  He pulled out and slapped his cock down on my nose and forehead, his balls now close to my mouth.  I knew I had no choice but to do what he wanted and tentatively poked out my tongue to touch his balls.  They were hairy and tasted sweaty, but at least they seemed to be clean.  A cough above me made me jump and I slowly licked around each ball, hoping that would be enough. 

 

“Good, now take each one in your mouth and suck it.”  I could not believe he was asking me to suck his balls, but opened my mouth to allow one of them inside.  I tried to get it over with as soon as I could and when I had finished with the second ball, he again pushed his cock in.  He had not given me any warning and before I knew it, his cock was again stuffed right down my throat.  This time though he did not keep it there for long and pulled it out and reached to undo my legs. Moaning as I closed my legs, he reached around me to undo the cuffs around my wrists, pulling my body down the bed and re-cuffing my hands above my head.

 

 Looking up, all I could see was his eyes looking back at me through the holes in his mask.  A flash of recognition went through my mind, but then was gone. His hands went down between my legs and with a firm grip on my thighs; my legs were spread wide again.  Even though I knew it would not come undone, I again tried to get my hands free from the cuffs.  Feeling panic at what he was about to do, I tried my best to kick him off me, but his body stopped me from doing any permanent damage.  “No please just let me go.  We can play with my stuff some more, but please don’t rape me.” 

 

Not expecting him to stop, I was surprised when he sat up, his cock resting between my breasts and his bottom resting lightly on my stomach. “Annie, I thought I told you that though I don’t want to harm you, I will be using your body as I see fit. Now if you fight me, I can’t say what will happen, but if you just relax, you might just enjoy it.”  I doubted I would but then I felt the buzz as he began to rub my clit lightly.  How could I be enjoying this?  I wasn’t given too much time to wonder this, as he moved his cock to the entrance of my pussy and pushed in.  I was so wet, that he had no trouble getting all of his cock in with one thrust. His cock stretched me out and I knew if I hadn’t been so wet, it could have been very painful.  He began to really pummel me, the cuffs banging against the bed as the force of his thrusts caused my body to move up and down on the bed.  Grunting as he hit my cervix over and over, I began to feel my orgasm starting to build. When it hit, it was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I had little time to enjoy the feelings rushing through me, as he began to cum in me.  

 

He seemed to be filling me with his cum, as if he had not had sex for a long time. His breath was short and he rolled over onto his back beside me, one hand resting on my breast.  As I listened to his breathing, I couldn’t get that orgasm of mine out of my head.  What had happened was like nothing I had ever felt before and my pussy was still tingling.  Part of me hoped he would fall asleep, but after he had got his breath back, he sat up and looked at me. It was a look that shook me to my core, a mixture of desire and something darker that I couldn’t name.  I just hoped I would be able to cope with whatever else he had planned for me.