Ropes un-tied… My version of events (to be read in conjunction with ‘Dianet’’s version.....

We’d known each other for a while and during one of our naked conversations, she’d expressed an interest at being ‘Surprised, tied, used and abused’… I apologised but said that really wasn’t my thing…

Some weeks later (and after having much more ‘normal’ naughty fun), we arranged to meet for a coffee in a National Park then went for a short walk in the forest (I couldn’t help but notice the occasional temperature change in the dappled light of the trail made her nipples stand out beneath her figure hugging dress… oh those curves!)

During our conversation I said I was busy later that morning but had accidentally left my watch at her place by the settee when we’d met the previous day and asked if I could follow her back to get it before going on (I hadn’t left it there, nor did I have to be anywhere else… it was all part of my plan!). ‘Of course’, she said, so after our walk, I followed her in my car.

On arriving at her house, I parked in the street while she opened her integral garage and parked her car inside. This gave me time to get a blindfold, gag and 1 length of rope from my car and put them into my baggy shorts pockets… I walked down her drive and into her integral garage just as the electric doors were closing. She opened the internal door from her garage into her hallway and walked in front of me whilst fumbling through her mail she’d just picked up… she was distracted, this was the ideal time…

Mail flew everywhere as I pounced, roughly grabbing her from behind I put one hand over her mouth, the other one grabbed her wrist and pulled her arm behind her back. I forced her into her lounge and onto the floor. I warned her not to make a noise as I blindfolded and gagged her. Pinning her down, I unzipped her dress to the nape on her back and released her bra clasp.

She struggled as I released my body weight resulting in a whispered warning in her ear not to resist me… Whilst the realisation of the predicament she was in started to sink in, I swiftly pulled her dress and g-string down her body to finally release those curves I had feasted my eyes on earlier.

Getting the rope from my pocket, I tied her wrists together behind her back, then brought her ankles up to her butt cheeks and tied them together, leaving her hog-tied and helpless. I left her there and went back out to my car to get the other 3 lengths of rope…

Returning to her front door I entered and locked it behind me. I removed my clothes and walked into her lounge. She was still in the same position that I left her in, but was now breathing heavily. I could sense her apprehension of what was about to follow. I walked to her, knelt beside her and without hesitation drew my hand back and forward, swiftly connecting with her left arse cheek, she whelped. Again I struck and her body contorted… these weren’t playful pats, these were meant to mark and concentrate her mind on the uncertainty of what was about to happen.

I tied 2 lengths of rope to her wrists, tied them together then released her initial binds. I tied 1 rope to her ankle then re-tied the initial length of rope to the other ankle. Now all 4 of her limbs had rope attached to them…the possibilities were endless!

Grabbing her hair, I told her to get onto her knees, she needed to find out the state of my arousal… I untied her gag with my other hand and pulled her face to within an inch of my hard cock. After giving her instruction to do so, her mouth opened and I pushed, all the way in. There was nothing subtle or gentle about it. She choked, retched and pulled her head back, gasping for air.

Obviously she hadn’t understood that she was not in a position to not provide me with what I wanted… I tapped her cheek with the palm of my hand, warning her of a much more forceful slap if she didn’t put some effort into the oral she was giving me… the very threat was enough to spur her on into a frenzy of licking, sucking and bobbing her head on my hard shaft.

However, I wasn’t going to let her get into a rhythm of lust and desire… she was to be chastised and used! Without warning, I roughly grabbed her hair again, replaced the gag into her mouth and pulled her upwards to her feet and forcefully walked her, by her hair to the foot of her stairs (which turn back on themselves and had a banister above).

Keeping the binds around her wrists, I untied the ropes that kept her hands together then muttered in her ear “I dare you to move!” She didn’t.

Grabbing the ends of the 2 ropes that were tied to her wrists, I walked up the stairs, pulled the ropes so her arms were outstretched above her head, then tied the rope ends to the bannister and walked back down the stairs. I stood in front of her, brought my palm to within 6-8” of her face then slapped her, not hard, but the shock of me doing such a thing made her body go taught. Again to the other side of her face had the same effect.

I slapped her left breast and squeezed her rock hard nipple until she winced, then her right one.

I stopped, left her there and went into her kitchen… a wooden spatula was to be my new spanking implement of choice. I returned and stood in front of her for a couple of minutes to allow her mind to wonder what I was going to do… I stood behind her then tapped the inside of her ankles with my foot, she opened her legs wide.

I moved next to her and put my left hand onto her smooth but now soaking pussy. I rubbed my hand up and down, keeping 2 fingers on her labia until I bent them. They entered her pussy with ease as I felt her body shudder.  Continuing to move my fingers in and out of her, I picked up the spatula from the step and swiftly put it across her left arse cheek. She squeezed her bum cheeks together and winced, I did it again, then on her right cheek. The red marks were already starting to show while all the time my 2 fingers were in and out of her pussy. Her body contorted with a mixture of pleasure and pain as I alternated with putting my 2 fingers inside her, pulling them out and running her clit whilst all the time un-rhythmically spanked her reddening arse with my wooden tool.

She started sobbing, but no safe words were muttered… At that point, I knew this is where SHE wanted to be! I deliberately dropped the spatula and brought that hand around to grab her breast. Her hard nipple jutted out even more giving me no option (?!) other than to flick it with my tongue, occasionally sucking it then back to tongue tip only…

Her sobbing stopped and her knees started to buckle with pleasure… but hold on, this wasn’t meant to be for HER pleasure! I stopped, walked up the stairs and untied the rope from the bannister.  As her weight was released from the rope, her legs gave way and she fell forward onto the stairs...., but this was not her time to rest! I walked down the stairs, grabbed her by her hair again and said ‘come with me’, she staggered forward until she reached the top of the stairs. I swiftly walked her to her bedroom, pushed her back onto her bed then straddled her chest as I tied both her wrists to her metallic bed frame posts, followed by her ankle binds to the same posts which naturally brought her knees up and ankles up to her arse.

She was now splayed, tied and once again, totally at my mercy.

I took her mobile and photographed her. She heard the ‘click’, but didn’t say a word. Her smooth pussy was glistening… it needed, yearned for more attention, so I went to her bedside drawer and grabbed her 8” vibrator and her small ‘u shaped’ ‘we-vibe’ one.

I immediately inserted one end of the we-vibe into her, which placed the other end fully on her clit, then slid the entire length of the large vibrator into her.  I held these 2 vibrators in her with one hand and squeezed her right breast with the other, nibbling and biting her nipple. Her body heaved and buckled uncontrollably.

I wanted her… and with all the lust and testosterone swirling around my body, I was going to have her… but this wasn’t going be with any thought of wanting to make myself ‘last’, I wanted to fuck her with power, strength and force and knowing she wanted to be ‘used’, I was going to do just that!

I removed the large vibrator and maneuvered myself into an almost missionary position, grabbing her arse from underneath. Keeping the we-vibe in her, I thrust my cock deeply and in one stroke into her soaking pussy. Feeling the amazing buzz against my shaft I fucked her hard, squeezing her arse, putting my entire body weight on top of her and biting her earlobe.

This was all for me and I loved every second of it, but there was one more thing I had to do, one area that had to be taken to enforce my total dominance… I pushed myself up and off her chest, leant over to the drawer and grabbed the lube…

I stayed inside her pussy as I pushed myself back onto my knees. I individually untied her ankle ropes from the headboard, moved her binds to her knees then pulled them. This had the effect of pulling her arse cheeks almost off the mattress and giving me full access to the tight hole I was about to penetrate…

A squirt of lube, mixing with all her pussy juices that were running down to her asshole, I positioned myself at the entrance. She knew what was about to happen. I gently pushed whilst her body tightened and relaxed. Further and further until I was all the way in her wonderfully tight orifice. I started with a slow tempo, but soon picked up the pace as her body shuddered underneath me as I watched her facial expression contort with a mixture of pleasure and pain. I was soon in full flow and remorselessly fucked her with shameless vigour.

Within minutes I felt my already rock hard cock swell even more and, desperate to burst and release all I had into her, I grabbed her breasts and pushed deep into her. Her muffled cries were drowned out by my own vocal expletives as my cock finally relented and released all I had deeply into her.

Jointly gasping for air, I swiftly released all her binds, gag and blindfold.

She wrapped her arms around me, quivering, we cuddled…