Female Novel
Chapter 6: First Time Continued
Chapter 6: First Time Continued
Without being told to, I began struggling against the ropes. I twisted and tugged in sincere but uselessstruggles. It was a very strange feeling to be so helpless but not at all unpleasant. And I was very muchaware that I was again putting on a show. I had never felt so wanton in my life. I was a woman, I wasburning with desire, I was helpless - and I didn’t care what that led to. Mother’s advice could go to hell!
“I do believe you’re trying to entice me with your body,” Bob said with a huge smile. Those were hisexact words; I remember them very well because I was shocked to realize how true they were. But withthat gag in my mouth I couldn’t form the words to deny the accusation. “You need to be punished,” headded, reaching for more rope. My heart skipped a beat at that pronouncement. Punished? And howmuch more could he tie me? I was already tied hand and foot, as the expression goes.
Punishment was to have a leather collar buckled around my neck, and then to be hoisted up to myknees. A rope from that collar went up to a ring in the doorway, a ring I had never noticed before. Therope kept me from falling over, but it was still uncomfortable balancing on my knees. Then he tied somerope from my hands to my ankles and pulled until my feet were completely off the floor. I was resting onmy knees with only that collar and rope keeping me from falling.
Punishment also turned out to require that I balance there for fifteen minutes. The sentence was notgiven in a harsh manner, but it was firm. I accepted it without protest. After all, I had been thrusting mybreasts at him and wiggling my hips a bit too much. And I was well aware when my dress rode up untilmy thighs were showing. Yet I didn’t stop my wiggling, even though I wondered if he would soon beseeing my panties. I have nice legs, and I wanted Bob to see all of them. So I endure fifteen minutes ofpunishment. And loved every minute of it! The way I was tied made me feel so very helpless, and thatturned me on like you wouldn’t believe.
Not that Bob left me alone to endure my sentence. After half my punishment time had passed, he gotdown on his knees before me and, gently taking my head in his hands, he kissed my gagged mouth. Iwanted so bad to push that ball out and return his kiss with all the fire and passion that was burningwithin me. But I was so very helpless and could only suck in my breath as he gently kissed my face,trailing kisses down my neck. Not caring about the balancing act I was doing, I thrust my body againsthis. It was a hard thrust and meant to tell him just what I wanted.
Bob got the message. His strong hands were suddenly cupping my breasts and I could feel them burnat his touch even through the dress and my bra. I was panting as his hands explored my body, touchingwherever they wanted, exploring my private places where no man had ever gone before. He soon hadme panting hard, a bitch in heat if there ever was one. I think I was even moaning from the passionoverwhelming my body.
Then he slipped his hand under my dress and pulled down my pantyhose and panties. His fingersteased my most private place as he knelt beside me. His other hand grabbed my ass and squeezedhard just as his fingers found that one spot that drives girls crazy and teased it. I cried out, andexperienced the first real orgasm of my life. Skyrockets exploded in my head and I could see and feelwaves of color and heat wash over me.
Much later I came to my senses to find that I was no longer kneeling in the doorway. I was now nakedexcept for my panties. My arms were held tightly together behind my back by some kind of leather thingthat started at the fingers and laced tightly up to above the elbows, imprisoning my arms in leather. Iknow now that those things are called Single Gloves, or sometimes Arm Binders, and I love them. Butthen I only knew that my arms were quite firmly held behind my back. My legs were also tied together.When I tried to sit up, I found that I was stretched out on the bed by ropes tied to my collar and ankles.Just as I was beginning to struggle against this new bondage, Bob walked into sight. He was smilingand looking very pleased with himself. And he was dressed only in a very tight pair of jeans, a pair sotight that I could easily see the huge bulge where his male tool strained to get at me. I swallowed hardnovelbin
at the sight of that bulge. I was still a virgin, I assumed, but that intense orgasm had done something tome. I was feeling totally different about sex. Gawd, would my mother have had a fit!
He began stroking my breasts and teasing my already erect nipples. His touch was very light but it sentshivers through my breasts and all the way down into my loins. I wasn’t gagged, but found myselfunable to speak. Or unwilling to. I just wanted to lie there and enjoy the incredible feelings he wasmaking in my body. For a long time he continued to pleasure my helpless body, alternating between mybreasts and teasing around my vagina. He never did touch me in a way to make me come to anorgasm like he did before. Which made his touch wonderful but frustrating. And when he sucked mynipples and tickled them with his tongue, I thought I was going to cried aloud with the pleasure thatgave me.
After a while, just as I was about to beg him to touch me on that spot that would drive me crazy, hestopped. Untying the rope around my neck and ankles, he changed my bondage to something thatmade me feel even more helpless than I had before. He rolled me onto my stomach and untied mylegs. As he was doing that I found that the fur bedspread felt very good against my breasts andstomach. Quickly he retied my ankles after crossing them. Then rope went from my ankles to my wristsand I was soon in the first hogtie of my life.
I could feel him wrapping more of that rope around my arms all the way up to my collar, making mybody even more helpless. When his hands left the ropes I began struggling. At first, it was just to learnhow much I could move. Which I found was very little. Then I turned my efforts turned to fighting theropes. I twisted and turned and pulled. I jerked at the ropes. I arched my body to its limits. And Ienjoyed every minute of it. I had never felt so excited, so sensual, so... Well, horny, in my life. I think Iwas moaning some. And maybe I even pleaded for his hands to touch me again.
But Bob just let me work myself up by fighting the ropes. When he sensed that I was at a high pitch, heflipped me over on to my back and pulled me down to the end of the bed where he lowered me to the
floor so that I rested again on my knees, my back against the bed. I know I was moaning then. And Iwas thrusting my hips forward in the motion of lovemaking - although I didn’t know that at the time.
Bob teased my body until it was burning with lust; plain raw lust. I think I kept begging for him to dosomething before I exploded. And I think his reply was that exploding was the purpose of all this. I’mnot sure about that part, I was so high on sex.
But I do remember opening my eyes to find Bob standing directly in front of me, his jeans gone, andthat huge weapon aimed directly at my mouth. I moaned in both fear and passion, instinctively knowingthat this tool would bring me pleasure, yet fearing it at the same time. But why was he pointing thathuge thing at my face? I might have been a virgin, but I knew where it was supposed to go. Bob tookmy head in both his hands and turned my face up to meet his. The kiss was like nothing else I had everfelt. My body ached with desire - a pain I had never really felt before. I bent forward in a bow, hoping totouch his body with mine. The end of his tool poked one breast and that touch was electric. I wasactually touching the male tool that my mother had taught me to fear.
“May I screw you? Please?”
It took me a minute to realize that Bob was asking me if he could ravish my body. And politely, too! Yes!Yes! Yes! I screamed. Virginity seemed like such a waste.
Strong hands lifted my naked and helpless body back onto the bed where I lay on my bound arms, aquivering bundle of burning girl flesh. His body was suddenly on mine, his tool pushing its way into mylove tunnel. His thrust was gentle but firm. I cried out in ecstasy as I felt him sink deeper and deeperinto my flesh.
My second climax was ten times as intense as my first. There was a little pain, and then my mindexploded into skyrockets of incredible colors. Pure fire washed over my body. My mind wentsomewhere else.
When I returned to this world, I was completely naked. I was also tied spread-eagle on Bob’s bed,bound with very tight ropes round my wrists and ankles. Bob was nowhere in sight but I heard theshower going. I didn’t care that I was again helpless. It felt so very natural. And good. I knew that Iwould always love the feeling of ropes around my body making me helpless.
When Bob came in from his shower, his magnificent body was dripping with water and his tool showedme that he was ready again to ravish his helpless girl. I licked my lips, felt the heat beginning in myloins, and knew I was ready, too. I hoped it would be a long, long night.