Warning:  If you're not 18 or older, don't you dare go any farther.  
This is a bondage story.  Explicit sex is also described.  Parents, I 
don't even want to hear it if your precious children don't follow the 
rules.

Dedication:  To Annie (Timina) for being the first to guess that the
last line hinted at a sequel.  ;)

Captive, part 2
by Audra Denning


        She was being watched.  She could tell.
        She could feel those eyes on her with every step, even when her back
was turned.
        Slowly, she turned to face him, the soft white gown fluttering about
her.
        He lay on the bed, ankles and wrists bound to each corner post.  A soft
length of black cloth covered those delectable lips.  His eyes were on
her, that bold cerulean gaze following her every move.
        They had played this game once before, and she had been the one bound
and blindfolded as he brought her to the heights of glory.  But the
situation had changed.
        He was her captive now.
        Moving to his side, she reached a hand down, feathering a touch to the
dark blond curls sprinkled across his chest.  She found his nipples,
teasing them with her fingertips, elicting a groan from him.  Then her
head descended to his stomach and then below that.
        "Oh my," she said softly, brushing her hand over his groin, feeling the
bulge there.  "You seem to have a problem.  I guess we'll have to do
something about it, now won't we?"  She rose and went to pick up
something from a nearby table.  Turning, she came back toward him.  Once
he saw her in the light, fear washed over him.  She had a dagger in one
hand--and a wicked gleam in her eyes.
        Seeing his eyes widen in alarm, she smiled reassuringly.  "Don't
worry--I won't hurt you.  But you're already tied, and there is no other
way to get these off--"
        With that, she sliced through his pants, cutting the seam on each side
down to the knee.  Laying the dagger on his chest, she used her strength
to rip them the rest of the way, flinging them aside.  Then she tore the
sides of his briefs and slipped them off, flinging them aside, too.
        He was already aroused by this time and when she caught his erection in
her hands, he moaned loudly.
        She picked up the dagger, pausing only to set it on the bedside table
before returning to her prisoner.  Keeping him in one hand, she trailed
her fingertips up his thigh with the other.  He moaned again and tugged
at his bonds, to no avail.
        Bending her head, she kissed the tip of him, then took him in her
mouth.  She alternated between licking up and down his length and
sucking gently, drawing moans from him that increased in intensity. 
When she felt him tense, she released him.  Slipping the gown over her
head, she tossed it aside and watched with satisfaction as his eyes
widened.
        "Do you want me?" she whispered seductively, hovering above him.
        He looked at her with pleading eyes and nodded.
        Without warning, she plunged down onto him.  His cry was muffled by the
gag.  She was briefly startled into inaction at the feel of him, but she
soon caught her bearings and began moving upon him.  As the climax began
to build, his muffled moans grew louder.
        He was completely unaware of anything else but her.  The feel of being
so helpless, her hands on his chest, buried deep inside her wet warmth,
took over his senses.
        The climax hit so suddenly he had no time to realize it before she
tightened around him and the intense pleasure crashed through him.  Her
cries echoed through the room.  Then she collapsed on top of him,
trembling violently, still contracting around him.
        After a minute, she sat up, leaning down to untie his ankles, then up
to free his wrists.  Lastly, she removed the gag before collapsing on
his chest once again.
        His arms reached up, encircling her small frame, one hand trailing up
and down her spine in a comforting caress.  As he moved onto his side,
she curled up against his chest.  For a minute, she was silent.  Then
she spoke.  "How did you like it this time?"
        "It was different--I've never been tied up before.  But I did enjoy
it.  How did you like being in control?"
        "Like you said, it was different.  But it was also fun."  She looked up
to smile at him.  "I will never forget that look in your eyes when I
asked you if you wanted me."
        He laughed.  "Well, I'll never forget the way you begged me to take you
last time."
        "All right, then we're even."
        Smiling, he drew her closer and kissed her before he ordered the lights
out as sleep overtook him.


© 1998 by Audra.  Characters aren't mine, story is.  Comments -
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