SECRETS

 

Chapter 1

 

I had always been interested in bondage but had never done anything more than look on from the safety of my lounge room, via the Internet.  I had also over the years collected a number of items that I could use for some self-bondage when the mood took me.  I can remember as a child trying to lie so still in my bed pretending I was tied down and the excitement when some TV show would have the heroine kidnapped.   Of course, as a child I had no thoughts that it was anything sexual, I just knew that I liked the feeling it gave me. 

 

As a young adult, I had discovered the Internet and the thrill of looking at images of girls gagged and restrained.  I really loved the images that also showed a strong male doing the restraining, these really firing up my imagination.  Later when I discovered some quality sites with videos, I could finally see bondage being done in a close to real life situation.   One of the interesting things about my interest in bondage was that no one that knew me had any idea of my interest.  In fact, I was sure that many of them would not only be shocked but would not believe it. It was my own little secret.

 

Even grocery shopping took on a new light, with the most everyday things having a double use as possible bondage items. I would get a secret thrill when I put pegs, dog collars and belts into my trolley, knowing the real way I would be using these items once I got home.  I had also spent a far amount of money on items bought over the net, with some being a complete waste of money and the occasional gem being found. The only thing I had not been able to bring myself to do was to find someone to tie me up.  I wasn’t even sure how I would react to having a real person take control of me, though I wished at times that I had enough courage to try it.  So I settled for self-bondage. Of course, self-bondage does have limitations, and as much as I could give myself a certain feeling of restraint, there was always a limit to what could be done.  On the other hand, you were able to stop anytime you liked.

 

The night that my little secret became not so secret started out no different than any other night. I had just gone to bed, the feel of the sheet on my naked body wonderful.  I had given myself some wonderful orgasms with my trusty magic wand just before I went to sleep and I drifted off with no trouble at all.  It was a noise somewhere in the room that woke me, and as I lived alone and had no pets, I knew it had to be something serious.  I had not even had the chance to turn on the bed lamp to see what it was, when a hand come down over my mouth.

 

I started to panic and tried to pull the hand away, but a gruff voice in my ear stopped me. “Don’t move and I won’t have to hurt you. Now, I am going to roll you over so you are on your back, so be a good girl and don’t try to fight me.”  I felt his hand on my shoulder and couldn’t help but whimper as he rolled me over. I looked up to see what he looked like but as the room was in almost darkness, all I could see was a dark shape.  As my eyes began to adjust a bit more, I could see he was wearing what looked to be some sort of a mask and that he seemed to be well built. He pulled a small torch out of his pocket, shining it at my face.

 

“Annie, I am going to uncover your mouth. Don’t even think about yelling out.” I wondered how he knew my name but was relieved when he removed his hand.  My heart was beating so hard I thought it would bounce out of my chest. He smiled and I felt a chill go through me but there was another feeling as well, one that was making my pussy  wet.  He moved  so that he was straddling my body, the sheet pulling down as his knees settled beside my arms.  My naked breasts were now on display and I felt my face starting to burn in shame.

 

He reached over and turned on the bedside lamp, my breasts now in full view. “Well Annie, I have been wondering what these would look like, but I must say they are truly beautiful.” How did he know my name?  I wondered if he was someone I knew, and decided  to focus on his voice to see if it sounded familiar.  A touch on my breasts made me gasp, his fingers gently rubbing around the nipples making them stand up tall.  I felt my breathing becoming ragged and realised I was becoming turned on. 

 

He must have noticed this too, as he laughed softly and began to pinch my nipples firmly in his fingers.  His pinches got harder until I started to moan. My pussy was getting even wetter, the moisture starting to seep out onto the top of my thighs.  “Oh Annie, these just feel so nice but lets see what else is under this sheet.”  I opened my mouth to protest, only to see him warn me by holding his finger to his lips. “No sounds Annie.” 

 

I found myself lying stiffly as he moved back on the bed, pulling the sheet off as he went.  He could now see all of my naked body and I began to shake, though whether it was with fear or excitement I wasn’t sure.  When he ran his hands down my legs and found my pussy, I just wanted to sink into a hole, the knowledge that he would see how turned on I was making me blush even more. I tried to squirm away as he spread my legs, but when he slapped by thigh, I froze. 

 

His fingers found my pussy and I heard him laugh as he pushed a finger right inside of me. “Oh God, please don’t.” I was so mortified by the sound of his finger squishing in and out of me, that I had not even realised that I had spoken. The slap on my breast was hard and made my whole breast burn. I sucked in my breath, looking up to hear his sigh.  “Annie, I really don’t want to have to hurt you, but you have to do what I say.”  He started to really pump his finger, making me rock on the bed.  Suddenly the flashlight he had placed up on the bedside table fell to the floor and he bent down to pick it up.

 

I heard him whistle and without him saying anything, I knew he had found my supply of bondage gear that I kept in a box under the bed.  This was just too much too bear and I pushed out from under him while he was still leaning over the bed.  I had almost managed to get off the bed when he grabbed my ankle, causing me to tumble in a heap onto the floor. Struggling to get my foot free, his grip became even firmer as he began to pull my leg further up off the bed.  He slid across the bed to sit on the edge, and flipped me over so I was on my back. The wind knocked out of me, I just lay there, knowing that he had won that fight.

 

He seemed to sense this too as he let go of my foot and moved off the bed to sit down beside me on the floor.  “Annie, Annie, what are you doing?” As he spoke he gripped my hair and forced me to sit up. “Now, I found something very interesting under the bed. I think we should spend some time exploring, don’t you think?” I knew that all of my fantasizing was now going to become a reality and again felt that familiar feeling deep down in my stomach, not to mention the tingling in my pussy.  I had always wondered what it would be like to be in the control of someone else but had never had enough nerve to try it for real. It seemed like I was about to find out whether I liked it or not

 

 

 

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. 

 

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.

 

Chapter 4

 

I was still trying to recover from my own breathing as I sat up to look at her.  She could not maintain eye contact and had to look away.  Feeling like I needed a bit of time to get my own head together and work out what I would do next, I reached for the gag I had seen in her secret box.  She started to shake her head but I ignored her and pushed the gag into her mouth. It took me a moment to get it buckled tight; her groans letting me know she didn’t like it very much. Reaching over to turn off the light, I left her moaning on the bed and went out to her lounge room.

 

Sitting down on her couch, I closed my eyes, reflecting back on the night. My initial intention had been to have sex with her and then leave before she had the chance to work out who I was.  However, finding her secret box of bondage gear had changed things and I didn’t want to leave just yet.  I had not had a lot to do with bondage, but had seen it on the net and I had to admit it had been exciting to play with her earlier.  What had really surprised me was her reaction to everything. Obviously she had been scared but no one got as wet as she did and not be excited by what was happening.

 

I felt like I wanted to spend a lot more time exploring her secret with Annie but I was beginning to think I wanted it to be something she wanted as well.  My problem was how could I let on I knew her secret and not have her run to the police.  Even if she didn’t tell the police, would she want to spend time with me after what I had already done to her? In my mind, I saw us as I wished we could be, exploring the world of bondage together. 

 

Her moans were getting louder and I knew I would have to go and check on her soon. I still hadn’t decided what to do but part of me was thinking I should just go while I had the chance. I could always come back if I felt the need to.  Yes, that sounded like a plan. I felt a bit better with an idea in mind and went back to see how Annie was going.  When I entered her room, her moans stopped as she turned towards me. Sitting down on the bed, I could feel her edging away from me but she could only move so far.  I ran a hand over her breasts and heard her whimper. Turning on her lamp, I was able to see the worry in her eyes.

 

“Annie, I am going to remove the gag and then we need to have a little chat.  I am sure I don’t have to remind you to behave.” She just nodded at me and I bent down her head and undid the gag.  She sighed as the ball came out and I lifted her head so I could see her, pleased that she was not trying to yell out.  “Good girl, now there are a few things we need to sort out before I leave.”  Her eyes grew wide, though whether it was at the thought of me leaving or at what else I had to say I wasn’t sure.

 

“First, when I leave, you are not going to call the police or tell anyone about my visit, is that clear?  I will be watching and if I think you have told anyone, I’ll be back to pay another visit.  I also imagine you would not want everyone knowing about your secret, so your silence will work for you too.  Ok, now I need to hear you promise to do what I have said.”  Annie looked at me, her beautiful eyes almost making me change my mind and stay. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”  I could see a blush come to her cheeks and I wondered what she was thinking, but knew I had to go.

 

The last thing I did before leaving was to take off the cuffs but I did leave her with one arm tied to the bed, just so she couldn’t get up too quickly and see me drive away.  It felt strange to just leave her like I had, but I knew I had to go.  Somehow though, I had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time I would see Annie tied up.

 

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.

 

Chapter 6

 

At first I wasn’t sure whether she was trying to squirm away from me or if she really was into it. After she kept moving back to meet my cock, I was under no illusion that she was consenting to me fucking her.  I decided to just go with the moment and held her taped hands so I could increase my pace. She was moaning and I knew I couldn’t hold my orgasm off for much longer.  Just as I began to cum I could feel her orgasm, her body milking the cum out of my cock as her pussy clenched tight around it. My orgasm was one of the strongest I had ever had and I had to lie back on the bed to catch my breath.  I pulled of the condom and threw it into her bin, all the while my head spinning at what had just happened. 

 

Did this mean she would welcome me without me having to force her or was she just reacting to the stimulation?  I decided that once we had both had a change to recover, I would ask her.  Beside me, I could hear her trying to catch her breath and realised the gag could be giving her some trouble.  Sitting up, I removed her gag, hearing her sigh in relief, however I left the blindfold on. I was not yet ready to see her eyes in case I was mistaken and she still wanted me gone. 

 

I turned her over and pulled her up so she was sitting.  “Annie, tell me. Did you like that as much as I think you did?” She was blushing and for a moment I thought she wasn’t going to answer me.  “I ..I did like it.”  Her voice was so low I could hardly hear what she was saying.  I knew it must have been hard for you to admit that to me. “Annie, thank you for being honest.  Now, there are just a few toys left to try.” 

 

Reaching into the box, I pulled out a packet of pegs and a number of belts.  Not sure what to do with all the pegs yet, I used the belts to tie her legs up again with a belt around her ankle and one above her knees.  As her hands were still tied, I tied a belt above her elbows, making her thrust her breast out.  She groaned as I tightened the belt and almost began to talk, until a finger over her mouth stopped her. I had been looking at some bondage sites during the week and had seen girls tied this way, though I realised it was not a position she could hold for long. “Annie, are your shoulders hurting?” “Yes, please undo them.” 

 

There was something in me that liked not only how she looked but also that she was suffering for me.  “Annie, I know you are hurting, but if you can stand it for a while, I will give you reward later, I promise.”  I realised I was starting to sound more like the guy on one of the bondage videos I had seen during the week and again found I liked how it felt.  Annie had even managed to calm down a bit and instead of her constant moans, she was now just panting.  I braced myself for her reaction to the pegs as I clamped onto one first onto one and then the other nipple.  Her panting increased but to her credit she still managed to keep her composure. 

 

“Good girl, Annie you are doing very well.” She sat up straight at my words and the feeling that she was trying hard for me filtered into my brain.  Maybe, like me, she had spent the week thinking about what had happened and had actually been waiting for me to return. Before I left, I would have to find out. I picked up a few more pegs and started to place them on her breasts, again something I had seen on the net. They didn’t seem to worry her too much and because she was doing so well, I took off the belt holding her elbows together. “Thank you.” 

 

Those two little words stunned me, not that I didn’t think she had manners, but because of the way they made me feel.  I was beginning to see why people liked bondage, though I don’t know if I would handle being the one being tied up as well as Annie was.  I didn’t know what to do now, so just sat back and looked at her for a while. When I saw the flogger, I thought why not, and proceeded to hit her stomach and by accident I knocked on of the pegs off.  Her cry was exciting to me and I then began to knock of the other ones, except those on her nipples. By the time all but those two were gone, she had tears coming from under the blindfold.

 

I took it off her and kissed each cheek gently.  I suddenly felt very possessive of her and didn’t want her to be upset. She looked up at me with a look in her eyes I found hard to read.  It was part worry but mostly it seemed to be a mixture of excitement and wonder.  “Annie, have you been thinking about our last visit all week?” Without her saying anything, her eyes gave her away. She dropped her head and just nodded.  Wanting to see her eyes, I raised her head again. “What were you thinking about the most?”  I could see she wanted to look away again, so I placed my hand on her chin and made her keep still.  “The way it felt to be controlled.”

 

My heart was beating so fast that I wanted to tell her everything, but knew it would be best not to.  Instead, I gently pulled her off the bed to stand and had her hop into the lounge room. I loved the way she had to rely on me to help keep her balance and to ease her onto the lounge.  Sitting down beside her, I hoped I had not misjudged her interest in bondage with interest in me, but knew I could not just keep breaking in to her house in the middle of the night.  “Annie, I need you to listen and not speak until I am done, understand?” She nodded and taking in a deep breath, I started to tell her my idea. “Annie, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head all week. Well actually it has been months, but since I learnt your secret, I have become more interested in it too.  My intention was not to hurt you but to be with you for a while, but now I don’t think that will be enough.”

 

Knowing I was sounding like a stalker, which I supposed I was, I was pleased that she was not looking at me like I was a madman.  In fact, she looked like she was hanging on my every word and I wondered yet again, if maybe she wanted what I wanted.  “Annie, I would love to spend more time with you but not like this. Not with me breaking in, though I would still like to find out more about bondage.”  I watched her eyes, looking for signs of fear or repulsion, but instead saw a longing I had never seen in anyone’s eyes before. “In a moment I will give you time to respond and I just need you to know, I will respect your decision, though I can’t promise to like it, not will it mean you won’t see me again.”

 

Even to me my offer sounded strange and I wondered why I thought she would want to spend time with a man who had already broken into her home twice, tied up and raped her. Though I clung to the hope that tonight it hadn’t been like a rape at all and hoped she thought so too.  “Annie, now it is your turn to answer.”  She looked at me for a moment and then looking down, began to speak.  “I have always been fascinated by bondage but never had the nerve to go to a club or to try to find someone to tie me up. What you have done, though I know it was wrong, had just made me so excited.” 

 

I wanted to pinch myself to make sure I was not dreaming and it really was my beautiful Annie telling me everything I wanted to hear. “I ..I know who you are, Andrew,  though I don’t know anything more about you than where you work.” It took me a moment to realise what she was saying and could see she was looking concerned at my response.  “How long have you known?”  “I worked it out the next day and then had to make sure by coming into the supermarket.  Please, I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”  This time there was some fear in her voice, but I wasn’t angry, in fact it meant I didn’t have to decide if I should tell her who I was.  Taking of the mask, I leant down to kiss her.  After some initial surprise, she began to kiss me back.

 

Realising she still had not told me if she wanted to see more of me, I let her go. “Annie, I am glad our secrets are being shared, but I still need to know if we can start again without all the drama and breaking in.” She smiled at me and I began to hope again that we could make something work out of all this. “I have to tell you I went to bed each night partly hoping you would come back.  I would be lying if I didn’t say I was scared of what you seem to be able to make me do and feel.  However, I loved it too, once I knew you weren’t out to really harm me or anything, tonight I just let go and it was scary and fun and most of all I came like I have never cum before.  What I am trying to say is ok, I am willing to give spending some time together a go, but I think I need to know a few things first.”

 

She seemed almost her normal self, her voice strong and clear and if it wasn’t for the fact she was still tied up with pegs on her nipples, we could have been any couple discussing the future. “Andrew, why me?”  I tried to think of an answer that would not make me sound weird but then it was properly too late for that.  “I used to see you in the store and even though you were nice and friendly, I found I wanted more. Just so you know, I have never done this before and hopefully I won’t have to do it again.  As I said, my intention was never to harm you and it was only meant to be one time, but once I found your secret box, well you know, things just got more interesting.” She nodded and seemed to accept what I was saying.

 

“If I agree to spend time willingly with you, and things don’t work out, will you be able to let me go?”  That was a good question and one I had to think about.  She looked at me while I thought, wriggling a bit in the belts.  I moved over and started to undo the tape around her wrists and the belts and then removed the pegs, her fingers rubbing her nipples as I continued to think. “Annie, I honestly don’t know. All I can promise is that I am willing to try and make it a relationship you won’t want to leave” She looked a bit less certain of this answer but it was the truth.

 

She stood up and I had to fight the urge to pull her back down, knowing I had to let her be free to make her own decision. The clock on her wall said 1.35 and I watched it tick over another five minutes before she spoke again. “Andrew, this has to be the strangest thing that has ever happened to me.  Part of me is telling me it would be too strange to spend time with the same man who broke into my home and raped me, but one the other hand, what you did just made me so wet.  Besides, you seem to be enjoying finding out about bondage and I think you will grow to like it as much as me.  Even tonight, you seemed different, like you had learnt some things over the week. So, yes, I would like to see you again, but not in the middle of the night, unless that is what we both want.” 

 

I moved so fast, she was in my arms within seconds and we just embraced for a long time. When I lifted her head to look at me, the tears on her face concerned me.  I hoped she had not agreed to see me out of fear. “Annie, what is wrong, you aren’t still scared of me, are you?”  She looked at me with those stunning green eyes and shook her head. “No, that is not why I am crying, though it will take me a while to not feel scared about my choice.  I am crying because it just feels so right to be here, with you. I feel like it is meant to be, sorry if that sounds too girly.” 

 

Girly or not, I had to agree completely. “No, I agree.  I think I felt that way the moment I saw you and definitely since that first night.  We may have started out in an unusual way but I hope we can make this work. But for now, I think it is time to get some sleep.” I gripped her hair in my hand and headed for the bedroom, pleased to see a smile on her face, despite the pain she must be feeling. I think I could learn to love bondage almost as much as I loved Annie and now we had all time in the world to find out.

 

The end