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TRYING SOMETHING NEW
Chapter 1 - Bound
The young girl took a sip of her brandy and stretched luxuriously on the couch that she was reclining on. Megan, or Meg to her friends, was an attractive 22-year old. She stood at five feet and three inches and she had long brunette hair which flowed past her shoulders. Her body was slim with small but shapely breasts, small waist, wide hips and long, toned legs. She had large brown eyes, a cute nose and full lips. Her appearance projected youth and vitality.
She wore nothing but white silky panties and a white silk robe that was loosely knotted at the waist. Her cleavage was tantalizingly revealed and her toned legs was stretched out comfortably. Her flawless tanned skin glowed with a healthy sheen.
Meg was a store clerk who moonlighted as a weekend model and escort. She found herself now in the luxurious bedroom of one of her best patrons.
“This brandy is exquisite,” said Meg in a somewhat high-pitched voice punctuated by a girlish giggle.
“I’m glad you like it, dear,” said Sheena. Sheen stood at seven inches over five feet but she looked taller thanks to the 2-inch heels of her pumps. This served to make the lovely skin on her legs taut and highlight her toned leg muscles. She was long-limbed, shapely and sported an impressive bust. At 36, Sheena owned a successful trading business. She had been widowed three years ago and her son already had his own job and life. She had given up their old house and moved into a condominium in the city. She had been lonely until she met Meg in the store that the latter worked in. That meeting turned into a talk over coffee, then dinner until she had discovered Meg’s other activities. She became Meg’s regular customer and they saw each other once a week.
Now Sheena walked over to Meg and planted a quick kiss on her lips. She also held a snifter of brandy and wore nothing but a silky black camisole top, black panties and sheer black thigh-high stockings. She extended her free hand and Meg took it, rising from the couch like a cat. They walked together hand-in-hand towards the bed. Sheena took Meg’s drink and placed it on a side table along with her own.
Sheena hugged Meg and kissed her deeply and their tongues intertwined. Sheena untied the knot on Meg’s robe and slipped it off the girl. Sheena towered over the girl and Meg felt herself submit to the presence and power of the older woman. She now stood almost naked, clad only in her panties. Sheena slipped these down Meg’s lovely legs. She momentarily drank in the sight of the nude and lovely girl before her before gently pushing her onto the bed.
Sheena straddled the smaller woman and kissed her once again. Her hands roved all over the pristine nudity beneath her.
“I’d like to try something new, dear,” whispered Sheena into Meg’s ear, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do, Sheena!” said Meg.
Sheena reached into the drawer on the side table and brought out bundles of soft white rope.
Meg’s eyes widened as she saw the neat bundles in Sheena’s hands and looked questioningly at the older woman.
“Will you let me tie you up? I promise I won’t hurt you, only bring you pleasure,” assured Sheena.
Meg swallowed before answering, “Yes I do, Sheena. I trust you. Do with me what you will.”
Sheena smiled with delight and hopped off the bed. She unfurled one rope bundle and took one of Meg’s small wrists. She tied a thick hank of rope around it before tying it off to a corner of the four-poster bed. Meg could feel a fluttering in her stomach. She felt excited and scared at the same time. Her bare breasts rose and fell as her breathing started to speed up.
Soon, her other wrist was similarly captured and she now lay on the bed already helpless. Sheena paused to rain butterfly kisses all over Meg’s neck and breasts. She licked each dark nipple with her tongue and Meg arched her back, moaning in pleasure.
“Don’t be impatient, dear. I have to finish binding you first,” purred Sheena.
Sheena took one of Meg’s legs and brought it towards another corner of the bed. Rope was once again applied and it was soon immobilized. The other leg was also tied off to the last corner and Meg now lay, completely naked, restrained and helpless.
Sheena looked down at the lovely girl stretched out on her bed. Her lovely young face lay on the pillow, expectant and nervous. Her young breasts stood up firm with the nipples already hard. Her stomach was concave from being stretched out. Her shaven slit was very much on display and looked moist and ready. Her leg muscles twitched as she pulled against her bonds.
Meg also looked at her helpless body for the bed had a canopy with a mirror on the ceiling. She looked up and marveled at her helplessness. Her current state contrasted sharply with her captor, who stood clothed and free. She looked so vulnerable and desirable and this served to fuel the fire in her loins.
Sheena sat on the side of the bed. Her hands explored the nude body. She caressed Meg’s neck, chest, breasts and stomach. Her nails grazed the smooth and full thighs. Meg could only lie there helplessly and accept the torment being inflicted on her.
In a tiny, pleading voice, she uttered, “Please…please…I can’t take much more of this!”
Sheena silenced her with a finger on her lips and reached into the drawer once again to bring out a long strip of silk. She inserted the cloth between Meg’s lips and wound it around her head twice before knotting it tightly.
“No more talk, little one! All you can do is submit!” said Sheena in a low and husky voice.
Meg looked up, her helplessness heightened by the gag and nodded in reply.
“Just one more thing to do,” said Sheena as she rose and took another length of rope. Meg wondered how else she would be bound.
The rope was doubled and brought around her small waist before being brought between her legs. The doubled strands were nestled into her moist slit before being knotted to the rope around her waist. Now the slightest movement would trigger the crotch rope and Meg groaned as she squirmed and the rope sent jolts of pleasure into her groin and belly.
Meg looked up at her captor, anticipating with excitement the torments that would be inflicted on her.
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Chapter 1 - Bound
The young girl took a sip of her brandy and stretched luxuriously on the couch that she was reclining on. Megan, or Meg to her friends, was an attractive 22-year old. She stood at five feet and three inches and she had long brunette hair which flowed past her shoulders. Her body was slim with small but shapely breasts, small waist, wide hips and long, toned legs. She had large brown eyes, a cute nose and full lips. Her appearance projected youth and vitality.
She wore nothing but white silky panties and a white silk robe that was loosely knotted at the waist. Her cleavage was tantalizingly revealed and her toned legs was stretched out comfortably. Her flawless tanned skin glowed with a healthy sheen.
Meg was a store clerk who moonlighted as a weekend model and escort. She found herself now in the luxurious bedroom of one of her best patrons.
“This brandy is exquisite,” said Meg in a somewhat high-pitched voice punctuated by a girlish giggle.
“I’m glad you like it, dear,” said Sheena. Sheen stood at seven inches over five feet but she looked taller thanks to the 2-inch heels of her pumps. This served to make the lovely skin on her legs taut and highlight her toned leg muscles. She was long-limbed, shapely and sported an impressive bust. At 36, Sheena owned a successful trading business. She had been widowed three years ago and her son already had his own job and life. She had given up their old house and moved into a condominium in the city. She had been lonely until she met Meg in the store that the latter worked in. That meeting turned into a talk over coffee, then dinner until she had discovered Meg’s other activities. She became Meg’s regular customer and they saw each other once a week.
Now Sheena walked over to Meg and planted a quick kiss on her lips. She also held a snifter of brandy and wore nothing but a silky black camisole top, black panties and sheer black thigh-high stockings. She extended her free hand and Meg took it, rising from the couch like a cat. They walked together hand-in-hand towards the bed. Sheena took Meg’s drink and placed it on a side table along with her own.
Sheena hugged Meg and kissed her deeply and their tongues intertwined. Sheena untied the knot on Meg’s robe and slipped it off the girl. Sheena towered over the girl and Meg felt herself submit to the presence and power of the older woman. She now stood almost naked, clad only in her panties. Sheena slipped these down Meg’s lovely legs. She momentarily drank in the sight of the nude and lovely girl before her before gently pushing her onto the bed.
Sheena straddled the smaller woman and kissed her once again. Her hands roved all over the pristine nudity beneath her.
“I’d like to try something new, dear,” whispered Sheena into Meg’s ear, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do, Sheena!” said Meg.
Sheena reached into the drawer on the side table and brought out bundles of soft white rope.
Meg’s eyes widened as she saw the neat bundles in Sheena’s hands and looked questioningly at the older woman.
“Will you let me tie you up? I promise I won’t hurt you, only bring you pleasure,” assured Sheena.
Meg swallowed before answering, “Yes I do, Sheena. I trust you. Do with me what you will.”
Sheena smiled with delight and hopped off the bed. She unfurled one rope bundle and took one of Meg’s small wrists. She tied a thick hank of rope around it before tying it off to a corner of the four-poster bed. Meg could feel a fluttering in her stomach. She felt excited and scared at the same time. Her bare breasts rose and fell as her breathing started to speed up.
Soon, her other wrist was similarly captured and she now lay on the bed already helpless. Sheena paused to rain butterfly kisses all over Meg’s neck and breasts. She licked each dark nipple with her tongue and Meg arched her back, moaning in pleasure.
“Don’t be impatient, dear. I have to finish binding you first,” purred Sheena.
Sheena took one of Meg’s legs and brought it towards another corner of the bed. Rope was once again applied and it was soon immobilized. The other leg was also tied off to the last corner and Meg now lay, completely naked, restrained and helpless.
Sheena looked down at the lovely girl stretched out on her bed. Her lovely young face lay on the pillow, expectant and nervous. Her young breasts stood up firm with the nipples already hard. Her stomach was concave from being stretched out. Her shaven slit was very much on display and looked moist and ready. Her leg muscles twitched as she pulled against her bonds.
Meg also looked at her helpless body for the bed had a canopy with a mirror on the ceiling. She looked up and marveled at her helplessness. Her current state contrasted sharply with her captor, who stood clothed and free. She looked so vulnerable and desirable and this served to fuel the fire in her loins.
Sheena sat on the side of the bed. Her hands explored the nude body. She caressed Meg’s neck, chest, breasts and stomach. Her nails grazed the smooth and full thighs. Meg could only lie there helplessly and accept the torment being inflicted on her.
In a tiny, pleading voice, she uttered, “Please…please…I can’t take much more of this!”
Sheena silenced her with a finger on her lips and reached into the drawer once again to bring out a long strip of silk. She inserted the cloth between Meg’s lips and wound it around her head twice before knotting it tightly.
“No more talk, little one! All you can do is submit!” said Sheena in a low and husky voice.
Meg looked up, her helplessness heightened by the gag and nodded in reply.
“Just one more thing to do,” said Sheena as she rose and took another length of rope. Meg wondered how else she would be bound.
The rope was doubled and brought around her small waist before being brought between her legs. The doubled strands were nestled into her moist slit before being knotted to the rope around her waist. Now the slightest movement would trigger the crotch rope and Meg groaned as she squirmed and the rope sent jolts of pleasure into her groin and belly.
Meg looked up at her captor, anticipating with excitement the torments that would be inflicted on her.
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