Secrets

Chapter 5

 

It took me a few minutes to untie my hand and even though I rushed to the window, there was no sign of a vehicle that didn’t belong in the street.  I sat down on the bed, trying to come to terms with what had happened to me.  I had been tied up, flogged and raped, but if I was honest, it had not been all bad.  I thought back to how he had made me promise not to tell anyone and I had no thoughts of ringing anyone, my secret something I didn’t want anyone to know.  Stretching, I decided to have a shower, the thought of the warm water on my sore body all I wanted to think about. 

 

As the water helped to soothe me, I thought about my reactions and knew that in the right circumstances I would like to repeat some of what my assailant had done.  Of course, next time, if there were a next time, I would know like to know who the man was.  Again I had the feeling I did know him, but I just couldn’t recall him yet.  I was starting to feel very tired and once I had finishing drying off and examining my body for marks and bruises, I fell in an exhausted heap on my bed. 

 

 By the time I woke up in the morning, I was surprised to look at the clock and see it was actually mid-morning already.  My visitor in the night seemed like a dream, except for the fact that my secret stash of bondage gear was still spread out all over the floor beside the bed and my pussy was tender. I decided the best thing to do was to put it behind me, after all I was ok and in fact he had helped me by playing out some of my bondage fantasies.

As I cleaned up my room later and returned my bondage gear to the box, I almost came just thinking about what he had done.  I had to stop mid way through and use my magic wand to satisfy the itch in my pussy. Panting as the orgasm hit me, it was his eyes and his hands that kept me going and going.  I saw his eyes in my head and then it hit me, I did know him, he worked in the bakery at the supermarket! I spent the rest of the day trying not to think of him, but no matter what I did his voice and what he had done kept coming back to me. 

 

I tried to think of the times I had spoken to him and if there had been any indication of his true nature.  However, all I could think about was him been just another friendly guy, who I had on occasion had a laugh with.  I knew I should hate him but there was something inside me that just got excited each time I thought about it.  It was like someone had flicked a switch inside of me and all I could think about was him. Finally, after three days of trying to put him out of my head, I knew I had to at least see him. 

 

I was feeling so nervous as I parked the car in the supermarket car park, that I thought I would be sick.  A few deep breaths helped and I tried to look like any other shopper as I entered the store. Despite the fact that I should have been doing a real shop, my fridge getting very bare, all I could do was stand back and watch him as he worked in the bakery.  I made myself go up to the counter, though I didn’t have any idea what I should do once I was there.  Standing at the counter, all I could do was look at his hands, recalling again the way they had felt on my body. 

 

“Excuse me Miss, can I help you?”  I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of the young girl serving behind the counter. I must have looked strangely at her, as she began to look at me with a worried look on her face. “Miss, are you ok?”  I didn’t know if I wanted him to notice me or not, his attention at the moment taken up with a difficult customer.  “Um, sorry, can I have a loaf of wholemeal please?” She seemed satisfied that I was ok and went off to find the bread. 

 

At the same moment, the difficult customer stormed away and he turned to look right at me. I felt like I couldn’t breath but made myself smile. “ Looks like she wasn’t too happy about something.”  I was surprised my voice sounded normal, with the way my heart was thumping wildly in my chest.  The girl came back with my bread before he could speak and before I knew it, I was heading off to the checkout.  I longed to turn around but wasn’t sure I wanted to see if he was watching me or not. 

 

Once I was back in the car, I felt like I didn’t want to leave but wasn’t sure I wanted to go back inside either. Just as I was trying to decide what to do, I saw him walk out the side entrance and stop to have a cigarette.  He was looking around the car park and I wondered if it me he was trying to find. Suddenly I felt scared, what if he knew I had worked out who he was?  I started up the car and headed out, looking straight ahead as I drove passed where he was standing.  When I got to the exit, I looked in the rear view mirror, but couldn’t see any sign of him.

 

As I drove home, I convinced myself there was no way he could know and that his being outside was properly more his reaction to seeing me.  I was able to stay away for another few days, shopping at a store further away from home.  I don’t know how I made it through each day at work, my mind not fully on what I was doing.  Luckily no one seemed to notice and somehow I made it through to the next weekend. It was a week now since his midnight visit and I still went to bed each night with the fear and the hope that he would pay me another visit.

 

It was around midnight when I heard the sound in the room and even before I felt his hand cover my mouth, I knew it was him.  “Annie, have you missed me?  I have really missed you. I realised we hadn’t explored all of your little toys yet.”  I could feel his hot breath in my ear as my heart thumped in my chest.  My pussy was already becoming wet at the thought of him controlling me again and yet I felt a rush of fear run through me too.  He rolled me onto to my back just as he had the last time and again straddled my body. He hadn’t yet turned the light on, so all I could see was a dark shadow rising above me. 

 

Letting his hand come off my mouth, he held a finger to my lips to remind me not to speak. I wondered if I should tell him I knew who he was, but didn’t think this was the right time.  I still didn’t really know him and couldn’t say how he would react.  I heard him pulling my box out from under the bed and unlike last time, didn’t even try to get away.  As he sat up, he turned on the lamp and I could see he was wearing the same mask over his face again.  However it was what he had pulled out of my box that really had me worried.

 

The first thing he did was to put the gag back into my mouth, the ball being pulled in even deeper then last time. I found it hard to swallow and grunted at him to loosen it. He looked at me in confusion, not understanding what I was trying to tell him.  “Annie, is it too tight?”  I could only nod and hope he would loosen it a bit.  When he did and I could finally swallow, I could see in his eyes that he had not meant to cause me such discomfort.  I closed my eyes and felt him grip my hands and just expected him to tie them to the bed again, so when he flipped me over and tied my hands behind my back, I was very surprised. He used the roll of thick tape I had in the box and knew from my own experience that it was very strong. My ankles were then tied together as was the area just above my knees. I turned my head to try and see what he was doing but was surprised by something being put over my eyes.  I guessed it was one of my own scarves but it didn’t matter what it was, it worked.  Trying not to panic, I tensed as his hand came down to rub my bottom. 

 

The first slap was not too hard, not were the next five or six.  He must have moved off the bed and I held my breath, sure that now he was going to use the flogger I had seen him pick out from the box. I didn’t have long to wait as I felt the first sting of the flogger on my butt cheeks.  Moaning, I could feel my ass getting warmer as he continued.  Luckily each time I would think I could take no more, he would stop and rub my butt for a little while before resuming.  Each time he would start again, he would hit me harder until I was grunting in pain with each strike. When he put the flogger down and rubbed my butt again, I was bracing myself for more, when I heard a familiar sound as he turned my magic wand on.

 

The vibrations made me shake as he tried to push the head of the vibrator between my legs.  He must have been having trouble as he turned it off and used something to undo the tape around above my knees and my ankles.  My legs were pushed apart, leaving him with a clear view of my pussy.  Again I heard the vibrator and then I was lost, lost in the intensity of the feelings rocking my body.  I was just about to cum when he pulled it away.  I rocked my body to try to rub my clit on the bed, but just couldn’t ease the itch he had started.

 

The sound of a zipper made me freeze.  I wished I could see him but then being blindfolded did mean that my other senses were just so much more attuned to what was happening.  His cock felt so big as he rubbed it up and down on my pussy and I just could not help but squirm as he made me feel so hot.  Not even thinking about what I looked like, I tried to let him know that his cock was welcome in me.  When I felt his cock push in to me, I moaned in pleasure and pushed back to meet his thrusts. I never wanted it to stop.