The Bondage Buff

by Cristiano Caffieri

Mia was a bit prudish before she met Jordan. Whereas she’d on slept with a couple of guys he’d slept with half the women in town. He’d fucked women front and back, standing up, kneeling down, in the hotel in town and in the flower bed in front of the County Court. He was a sexual adventurer.

Jordan took her back to his place after the second date and it looked like a medieval torture chamber. Her first inclination was to leave but when he served her champagne on a tray with a single rose on it, she changed her mind. After that, he showed her the bedroom with its king-sized bed, mirror ceiling and leather straps hanging from the walls.

Once more she was inclined to just say goodnight and leave but then he kissed her. What a kiss that was and then his hand moved slowly up her top and fondled her left tit, and Oh what a fondle that was! With his lips pressed firmly against hers, he then moved his hand up the hem of her skirt, along her smooth warm thighs and one finger found its way around that white strip covering her crack and then it penetrated her wet recess.

She gasped as his finger went further and further in and then he withdrew it and concentrated on rubbing his fingertip up and down her lips. Mia got so excited she helped him to take off her top and bra and then she slipped out of her skirt and panties.

She anticipated rolling around on that big bed with his naked body attached firmly to hers but that is not what he had planned. With their lips still locked together, he slowly guided her across the room until her back was against the wall. Soon he had her arms stretched out and secured by those leather straps and then he dropped to his knees, spread her legs and secured her ankles.

“What are you going to do to me,” she asked in a quivering voice.

He didn’t answer her he just took his cock in his hand and rubbed the end up and down her crack. It felt absolutely amazing but she was frustrated by being restricted by her bonds. She would have loved to grab his dick and plunge it into her mouth but she was entirely at his mercy.

Jordan went down on her, opened up her lips with his fingers and then proceeded to flick his tongue like a Hummingbird’s wing, she almost went crazy and tugged on the straps as the feelings got more and more intense. For a while, he used his tongue and his fingers at the same time to probe and explore. Sometimes he’d diddle her with his finger and lick the inside of her thighs at the same time and then – he stood up.

Because he was taller than she was he had to bend his knees to get his dick in line with her cunt and when he did he just drove it in. It felt like he’d pinned her to the wall.

With it buried inside of her he bent his head to suck on her tits and then grasping onto chains that hung either side of her head he proceeded to slowly work it up and down. She would loved to have had her hands free so that she could dig her fingernails into the cheeks of his bum to speed him up but she was trussed up like the Christmas Turkey and she had to be happy with what she was getting.

He did begin to increase the pace, a little faster and a little faster until he was banging her violently against the wall. Even though she kept tugging at her bonds as if she wanted to escape she actually loved being under his command.

The pace got frantic as he could feel his cum boiling in his balls and her nerve endings seemed to burst into flames. Both their bodies were dripping in sweat as he started to call out “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” and in response, she yelled “Cum inside of me – cum inside of me.”

He had no intention of withdrawing and shot a prize-winning load deep into her pulsating love tunnel.

“That was fucking marvelous,” she gasped, relaxing and literally hanging from the straps, “why don’t I strap you to the wall now and suck you off.”

“I’m sorry – I have a phobia – I can’t stand to be restrained.”

“What?”

“Well I once brought a woman back here and let her strap me to the wall but instead of sucking me off she just stole my watch and my wallet and took off. I hung on that very wall for two days until my brother, who couldn’t get me on the phone, came over to investigate.”

She wanted to laugh but she held it in until she was back on the street. People started to stare as she walked back home giggling uncontrollably. By the time she got back to the house tears were streaming down her face and she’d peed her pants.

“You’re a little late dear,” her mother greeted her.

“I’m sorry mom I just got hung up and she burst into laughter again. THE END

Sex games make life worth loving!

Copyright 2019 Cristiano Caffieri. You may not sell, license, sub-license, rent, transfer or distribute any part of these stories or the photographs herein in any format, or claim ownership.

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