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Chapter 2
Annie had been on my mind for a few months now, ever since I saw her shopping in the grocery store where I worked. She came in at least once a week and I usually tried to watch out for her. I was in charge of the bakery section and when I saw her coming, I would make sure I had some reason to be out the front. She was so beautiful, with long red hair and lovely green eyes. However, she didn’t seem to really notice me, apart from asking what kind of bread we had on special or if we had any bread rolls.
By the time she had been coming in for about six weeks, I decided I needed to do something to make her notice me more. I tried to engage her in conversation, and though she would be polite and sometimes even have a laugh with me, she still went off on her way without giving me a second glance. I even asked her out for coffee but she very politely turned me down. Then one day I was driving home from work when I saw her in the car going in the opposite direction. I did a turn and followed her until I saw her drive into a neat little home. I think that was when I started to plan my midnight visit.
I got home and tried to think of other ways of impressing her, but I kept coming back to this idea of just breaking in and making her notice me. It was not like I had ever done anything like it before but I was just didn’t think I could go on wanting to be with her for much longer. I spent the next few weeks watching her house from a safe distance and learnt that she really didn’t go out very much. She would be home every weeknight and except for two occasions, was also home most weekends. Another thing I found out was that she lived alone and rarely had visitors. She seemed to just go to work, the gym and the supermarket. I didn’t think she was a loner, as she seemed to get on well with her workmates and the people she knew at the gym but seemed instead to be enjoying a quite life.
On the night of my planned visit, I was nervous but confident I could get into her house without too much difficulty. I had seen her alarm system and had spent a far bit of time finding out about it from a friend who installed alarms. I was able to disarm it with his expert knowledge to guide me. Once inside, I had pulled on the mask and made my way into her room. I had to take a moment to gather up my nerves and decide if I really wanted to go through with this. I must have knocked the wall with my bag and saw her move, and knew what ever happened now it was too late to back out.
Her wet pussy had taken me by surprise but not as much as what I had found under her bed. I almost let her get away but managed to grab her leg. By the time I had flipped her over on the floor, I could sense that the fight had gone out of her, at least for the moment. I hadn’t really wanted to hurt her but now it seemed like she would need a much firmer hand then I had originally planned. Her face when I had suggested exploring the items in the box under the bed was a mixture of fear and what seemed to be longing.
I decided I needed to find out more about the contents of the box. Pulling her up, I moved her back so she was leaning against the wrought iron headboard. She was watching my every move, her body tense. I reached under the bed and pulled out what looked to be police issue handcuffs. Putting the key into my pocket, I attached her hands to the headboard so that they were behind her back. I then pulled out the box and placed it on the bed. The look in her eyes told me this was her secret and a part of me felt some shame in what I was doing, but on the whole I just felt excited. As I laid out the items on the bed, I saw her eyes go from me to her things a number of times before she eventually closed her eyes. I could hear the cuffs jingling as she moved her hands behind her back, but knew she could not get out, so was not worried about that.
Finally I had pulled out all of her secret stash and just looking at it all made me rethink what kind of girl she was. “Annie, this is an impressive collection, though I am not sure about some of the items. I think you will have to tell me about each one before we try it out.” I heard her moan and she slowly opened her eyes to look at me.
I think if she had only seemed scared I might have backed off a bit but the underlying sense of excitement kept me going.
I picked up the first item and showed it to her. “Annie when I hold up each item, you need to tell me what it is, where you got it from and how it is used.” Again I heard her moan, though this one seemed to be deeper and somehow more sensual. “Come on Annie, we are not leaving this room until you tell me about all your secrets.” I heard her take a deep breathe and then the sound of her beautiful voice filled the room, though it didn’t sound the same as when she was just talking in the supermarket. This time it had a slightly husky quality to it and I again knew this was turning her on.
“Um, it is a flogger.” She stopped at that and I took her nipple in my free hand and twisted it until she gasped. “Now Annie, that is just a taste of what will happen if you don’t do what I say.” Her look was now one of fear and she tried to squirm away from me. I kept her nipple in my fingers until she began to speak and then let go.
“I think I got it over the Internet and I sometimes use it on myself.” I only had to give her a look for her to give me more information. “Oh God, I like to use it on my breasts.” This last bit of information was almost a whisper and she had dropped her eyes down as she said it.
Aiming a shot at her breast, not hard but enough to make a nice splatting sound, she jumped as the material made contact with her delicate skin. I saw that it had not caused any marks and hit the other one even harder. I continued to hit her breasts another few times until they started to get go a light pink colour and she was starting to breathe deeply. I decided to see if I could make her breasts red rather then pink and started to hit them even harder, her surprise making her jump and then squeal out loud. I was glad that she did not have any close neighbours, her house being on a corner with a park on one side and a vacant block the other. I hit each breast at least five more times before stopping to catch my breath and to see what they now looked like. I guess I must have hit her a bit harder than I had thought, as both breasts were now quite red and she had tears on her face.
I had not really meant to make her cry and felt a sorry for her, but didn’t want her to know that yet. I did, however, go and get the box of tissues I had seen on my way to her room, and used one to wipe her face. She was just sobbing quietly now and looking at me in an anxious way. I was a bit surprised by her reaction and then realised she had not mentioned any one else using the flogger on her, only that she had used it on herself. “Annie, have you ever had anyone else use the flogger on you before?” She looked up at me with her still tear filled eyes and just shook her head. Her reaction now made more sense. “Has anyone else used any of these things on you before?” Again she just shook her head and I could see that I could really have some fun, especially if she had nothing to compare it too.
“Let me just make sure I understand you. Are you saying you have only ever just used these things on yourself.” She had begun to blush and looked away from me. I began to understand how big a secret this was. “Annie, does anyone know that you like this kind of thing?” Instead of answering, she just started to cry and I again felt a slight twinge of guilt at making her tell me her secrets. Looking at the items on the bed, I picked up a vibrator, thinking I would give her some pleasure. However, I heard her moans as soon as I picked it up and was wondering why, when I remembered how wet her pussy had been earlier. Her eyes were pleading with me, but she still managed to tell me what I needed to know. “It is a vibrator that I bought over the net and I use it most nights.” It was an electronic one and I noticed it was already plugged in and ready to go. I turned it onto the low setting first and went to open her legs but she fought me to keep them together.
I turned off the vibrator and picked up what looked to be a couple of dog leashes, the kind that has a chain and a clip to attach it to the dogs collar. They also had a loop of leather at one end, so you could hold onto the leash. I hooked the leather around one of the knobs that were on the top of the bed head and grabbed her ankle. Pulling her leg out, I wrapped the chain around it until she was forced to keep her leg open. Repeating this with the other leg, I then turned on the vibrator and placed it on her clit.
At first she seemed to be fighting me, her body trying to back away from the vibrator, but then she stopped fighting and I saw the flush begin to rise up from her breasts to her neck and then on to her face. Her breathing was coming out in small gasps and she had closed her eyes. I pressed the button to make the vibrator go to its highest speed and she opened her eyes in surprise and then began to shake as her orgasm ripped through her body. I pulled the vibrator away and couldn’t help but notice the fluids that coated the head.
Annie was trying to catch her breath, her head lying back as she recovered from her orgasm. She almost seemed to have forgotten about her bondage, and me, jumping as I spoke. “Annie, that was something. Do you always cum like that or do you like being tied up?” Her beautiful eyes flew open and she just stared at me. “Come on, you can tell me.” Still she did not answer me and I was just about to remind her with a pinch on her nipple, when she started to speak.
“Why do you have to ask me? Isn’t it enough you are making me share my secrets with you?” In my head I knew she was right but I was not ready to give up our little game yet. “Annie, I thought we had been through all this. Now answer my question or you will have one very sore nipple.” She gave me a fearful glance and then began to speak again in a quiet voice. “OK, I have never cum like that before, there are you satisfied?” She was still giving me some attitude but I chose to let it go for now, as I still had plenty of the things on the bed I had yet to play with.