Jess had just finished arranging a whole range of implements around the side of the bed. She looked at the room and considered whether to back out. She had been arranging this meet for a couple of weeks now.
It had been a long held fantasy, but she never thought she would dare follow through with it. Even when she had posted the meeting invite and booked the house in the country she was still uncertain as to whether she would actually complete this dark fantasy or whether she would chicken out, pull the invitation back and just have a quiet weekend in the country.
As she wandered downstairs her legs were shaking with nerves, even at this point she could still back out. It would only take the turn of a key in her car and she could run away. Her palms where sweaty as she turned the key in the door and unbolted the lock.
She quickly peaked outside making sure the coast was clear, but there was no one about. She had purposely picked the venue as there would be no one disturbed by strangers turning up during the night.
She placed the key under the plant pot and then dashed back inside the warmth of the house. Dressed in just some long socks, panties and bra it was no night to be hanging around outside.
If everything went to plan, the first of her visitors would be turning up in a few minutes. She had been careful when arranging this meet to invite only those men who had shown they were reliable at turning up to meetings with others before. It was difficult to see just the first glimpse of the profile without wanting to read more or check out some pictures. But that is what she wanted, strangers, unknown meets who could be anyone.
It was local enough that someone may know her, but she thought that was unlikely and during her communications no one had indicated that they knew her. Her legs just about carried her back up the wooden staircase, she was dying to have a drink to steady her nerves, but there was no alcohol in the house for very good reason.
Leaving herself vulnerable was one thing, leaving alcohol to her visitors would be a step too risky for her liking.
As she entered the bedroom, she picked up the blindfold, gag and laid back on the bed. She clipped the restraints to her ankles and then strapped the gag to her mouth and pulled the blindfold down over her eyes. The two restraints for her hands clipped together an finally she attached the bind on her hands to the top of the bed. That was it she was pinned in place, if she had any second thoughts now it was too late.
The seconds passed slowly and the minutes took ages. Whilst she was nervous that this could go beyond anything she had prepared herself for, she was also keen that someone should turn up and that she would not be left in this position all night long.
Jess was not sure how much time had passed, it felt like hours if not half the night, but it was probably only a few minutes. It was amazing how the passage of time altered when the senses were dulled. She would toss her head from side to side as her mind played tricks with her, unsure if she heard a knock on the door, the creak of a stair. Was there someone in the room with her or was she completely alone. Despite the elements of boredom that passed she could feel her pussy was still as wet as ever and her body was shaking with nervous energy.
Her mind wandered to strange thoughts about all sorts of topics all alone in the dark. She was contemplating thoughts about work as she heard a step. At first she dismissed it as her mind playing tricks once more, but this time it was not a one off creak of the building. Another step and another. Someone had entered the house. Whatever was going to happen tonight was about to begin. Would they be alone, would they have brought one or two friends? No! It was only one person ascending to her bedroom, she was sure there were no other footsteps.
She heard the door open, brushing against the rough of the carpet. Would he speak? Would he just jump straight onto her? Would he go for the implements she had laid out before hand? She could hear movements in the room, pointlessly she moved her head from side to side. Did she really want this?
A hand reached out and started to stroke up and down her leg. Instinctively she flinched away from the touch. She did not mean to, it was just involuntary. She hoped it did not put off her visitor. On the contrary it seemed to embolden him.
She felt the weight of a body rest on the bed. Hands pulled away at her thong and fingers started to probe her sopping wet cunt. There must have been 3 or 4 fingers deep inside of her, roughly pushing her pussy wide apart. She finally let a moan escape her lips, but she was muffled by the gag in her mouth.
If this has been a swinging club she would probably have told the man to slow down, but it was a release in a way to have no choice over what would happen next to her body. Her clit ached to be touched as did her tits, her neck, her lips and all the rest of her body. But he just wanted to finger her cunt hard. More moans came to her mouth as her orgasm quickly approached. She had done all she could not to touch or play with herself and so the thrill of this excitement was bringing her quickly to a crescendo. But just as her orgasm was beginning to rise from her toes it all stopped and she felt him leave the bed.
There was then the unmistakable zip sound and the fall of trousers hitting the floor. This time the weight of his body climbing on the bed was higher up. He was straddling her chest, his hands reached around the back of her head and unclipped the strap around her gag. As the gag was removed a cock quickly replaced it. It was almost as though the man dared not let her breath in case she started to object to what was happening to her.
She could hear his breathing as he stroked his cock in and out of her mouth.
But soon she lost track of the noises as his hands lifted her head closer and deeper. His cock was now bashing into the back of her throat. Jess was almost wetting herself with both excitement and a little fear. This is more like what she wanted. To be roughly man handled with no control.
Left entirely to the will of another. But would he go too far, would she gag and be sick or could she take all of his cock. She had deep throated before but she had no idea of cock size or how much they were going to abuse her body.
Yes they! My god she thought. This was only the first of the 5 she had invited. She had no idea if they would all come of if this would be it.
His cock thrust deeper into the back
of her mouth.
“Take it all you dirty bitch!” he said with a little aggression. He was clearly building into the part and was now feeling comfortable enough to start spewing a little filth from his mouth. She had had worse said about her before, so the dirty talk did not shock. But this was the first time that he could genuinely mean it. He grabbed her hair and started to yank her head up and down as much as he could given her restraints. She could not even suck him, properly at this point. Her mouth was simply there to pleasure his cock. She took breaths were she could. But his verbal assaults were now becoming more regular.
Filthy slut!
Dirty cow!
Cock sucking bitch!
She knew he was close. She was slightly disappointed that this would all be over so soon but also immensely pleased that she was able to bring him to the edge so quickly with so little effort on her part.
“Fuck it! Fuck it!” He screamed at her as he trust deep into her mouth. His cock swelled and spurted. There was no tasting just recognition as his cum hit the back of her throat that she had to hold on a little longer before she would be able to breath. He jabbed once again and Jess choked slightly as his cum and cock hit her windpipe.
He climbed off the bed and within a minute she could tell he was already leaving. He had had his use of her and he was gone.
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