Chapter 6 – The Confession
“So you and Cathy were together? For how long?” asked Ed.
“It went on for a little over a year. It ended just before I started working for your parents,” said Elsa.
Ed nodded. He was completely naked and tied spreadeagle on the bed. His pale white body shone with the sheen of sweat and exertion. Elsa had given him a blowjob that left him tired, satisfied and open to Elsa’s confession. Elsa sat on the bed between Ed’s outstretched legs also naked with her long black hair flowing down her shoulders and somewhat covering her lovely breasts.
“Why did you leave her?” inquired Ed.
“Cathy was tender and loving at first, but I noticed she was slowly becoming more dominant and…selfish.” Elsa said slowly.
“How so?” asked Ed while squirming for a more comfortable position.
“It came to a head one day…” said Elsa.
(Elsa’s POV)
I had just come home from work. She met me at the door and embraced me planting a kiss on my lips.
She whispered in my ear, “Glad you’re home. I wanna tie you up.”
Somewhat surprised, I tried to fend her off by saying, “Well, sure. Just let me freshen up a bit.” I went to the bathroom.
Cathy pounced on me as I left the bathroom. She handgagged me and pinned my arms to my sides. She pulled me to the bed and quickly stuffed a pair of her panties in my mouth before I could protest. She tied a long piece of cloth around my head to keep the panties in place. I was shaking my head and struggling but she was too strong for me. She sat on my back as she pulled my arms behind my back. She tied and cinched my wrists tightly together. She rolled me onto my back and unbuttoned my blouse. I could see the lust blazing in her eyes and that scared me. She pulled the front of my blouse apart and pulled down my bra cups. She attacked my exposed breasts with her mouth and hands. She squeezed and pinched before suckling my boobs viciously. I was helpless to stop her and tried to tell her to stop but the gag muffled my pleas.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to just cut loose and have my way with your sexy body, you teasing bitch!” she snarled as she unzipped my skirt and pulled it off. She also pulled off my panties so my bottom was totally exposed. She kissed and licked my exposed body. Her hands squeezed my boobs and I cried out in pain. Her fingers twisted my nipples. Throughout all of this, she smacked my exposed bottom hard. She was like a bear manhandling her prey. I could only groan and grunt as she found a new part of my body to torment.
When her frenzy abated, she shoved me onto the bed and I looked up at her with my heart pounding in my chest. She looked down on me with undisguised lust. She was breathing hard and her smile seemed cruel.
Cathy then disrobed. She reached into a drawer and brought out what looked like a belt until I saw what looked like a cock attached to it. She put on the belt and it was as if she had sprouted a cock between her legs.
She pushed my legs apart and ate me ravenously. Her mouth and tongue felt like a red-hot brand searing my flesh. I moaned helplessly, struggling but also turned on. She then brought the strapon into position and skewered me, plunging deeply into me. I could only grunt and moan as she mercilessly pounded into me. Despite my position, I was slowly succumbing to her torment. I felt violated but also felt myself getting wet. Fear, lust, revulsion, desire, torment and need mixed together into a searing heat overtaking my body.
She then flipped me facedown and positioned me on the bed so my bum was in the air. Tears rolled down my cheeks as she took me from behind. Her hands squeezed my butt cheeks painfully but I could not ignore the heat slowly rising within me. Again, she spanked me and I wept as the pain and the heat seared my butt like a red-hot brand.
Cathy then crossed my ankles before tying them tightly together. I was not going to be able to stand up and escape. I struggled to roll to one side. I was panting from the assault inflicted upon me. My bonds were tight and unyielding. My gag muffled my attempts to cry for help.
I don’t know how long I lay on the bed, helpless and bound until Cathy returned.
Once again, she denied me any release as she turned me onto my back. She untied my ankles only to retie them to the bed’s corners so that my legs were spread wide apart. She sat me up and I was too drained to resist as she removed the last of my clothes. I was pushed back down and my arms were stretched to the last two corners of the bed before being tied off with more rope. I now lay naked and spreadeagled on the bed. I was vulnerable and totally available to Cathy’s lust.
I thought that Cathy’s cruel frenzy had abated, but I was sorely mistaken. This time, her torments were slow and calculating. She tied my nipples with string and pulled at the opposite ends even as she used her tongue to tease my womanhood slowly and cruelly. The mixture of pain and pleasure was overwhelming.
She then put one, then two fingers inside me. She thrust in and out slowly, making me squirm anew. All this time, my nipples were being tormented by the string. She climbed up my naked body and used her mouth on my neck, chest and breasts. Once again, I pleaded to be released but the gag did its work. She ignored me and went back between my legs to torment me once again. Her mouth, tongue and fingers became sources of ecstasy then torment as I lay like a prisoner on the rack.
She squeezed painful handfuls from my thighs as she ate me out anew. My thighs were marked redly where her fingers cruelly squeezed me.
She then used the strapon again and assaulted me—slowly at first and then speeding up—but only to deny me final sweet release.
She tormented me through the night and I grew weaker, becoming a mere puppet in her hands.
Finally, she did not relent in pumping me and this time forced me over the edge as I screamed into my gag as multiple orgasms swept over me.
It was finally over. Cathy had assaulted me and taken me beyond my limits. She untied me then and tried to hug me, but I pushed her away.
“How could you do this to me? You tied me up and took advantage of me and you didn’t care how I felt. Whether I was hurting…or tired…or…or!” I babbled on, angry at how she treated me.
“I’m not your personal fuck toy! I’m a person…that deserves some respect!” I went on. She just stared at me unblinking.
“I…I’m sorry, Elsa! I…!” she answered.
I stood up angrily and put on some clothes. I packed my bags and left without a word despite her pleas to stay and talk.
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“And what happened to her?” Ed asked.
“I don’t know and I don’t care!” answered Elsa as a solitary tear rolled down her cheek.
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