A Darker Fantasy

She felt the bed dip again and another sound. A faint clicking sound of something sliding into place. What was it? And why was he on the bed? She tried to bring her knees up to protect herself, but found she couldn't move them up enough to be of any use. Whimpering, she pressed her tongue against the sticky tape, trying to push it off of her mouth. This would enable her to call for help once again, if she could get her mouth free. Her wrists felt raw from tugging against the ungiving metal hoops, but she wouldn't give up! She couldn't!

She jerked slightly when she felt her uniform front being lifted up off of her body.

"What?!" She tried to ask but it came out as a muffled word he could not even begin to understand. But he had a thought of what she was asking. What was he doing? He smiled the anticipation of seeing her bared breasts turning him on. He was getting into this whole stranger/rape thing. One by one his pocketknife sliced off button after button, opening the front of her gown and revealing a very silky looking bra. He would have to guess she wore a C cup, but he would find out when he took it off. It did not matter, breasts were breasts. As long as it made her hot, he would toy with them and much, much more.

Sensitive nipples, which would turn her on to be touched, would in turn make him excited as well. He just wanted to taste her, every inch of her. Why he lusted for another man's wife, he did not know. But he wanted this one unlike any he ever wanted before. Reverently, he cupped her breasts into his large hands and squeezed gently, kneading the flesh. She tensed under his hand, and held as still as a frightened rabbit.

Her mind worked furiously! Why was he touching her? Why was he doing this to her? She wanted to rant and rave at the unfairness of it all! She felt her skin crawl at the thought this man, this stranger, was touching her where no one but her husband was allowed to touch. She whimpered, freezing in place, too afraid to move. He might think she likes it and wants more if she so much as breaths.

"Now, now, don't be this way Sara. I know you like sex, I know you crave it." He worked to disguise his voice from her. Hoping it was working he continued in a husky whisper, "The only thing in this whole house I want." He paused, "Is you." He said it with such finality, she cried and squirmed, trying to throw him off of her. This was cruel and the worst way to treat a woman! And the sickest part was, she had secretly longed for this, wanted it.

He chuckled at her obvious complaint to those words, but he would work extra hard to change her mind. He took his knife and cut the straps on her shoulders and the center between the cups. Pulling the bra off, he tossed it too, to the floor behind him. Her breasts bared he inhaled sharply, her nipples were larger than normal. Erect and standing in the air, "Looks like you are enjoying this Sara. Just do not wish to say so huh?" She shook her head in denial, adamantly trying to deny her mixed feelings. He chuckled again, his voice sending shivers down her body and nagging at her. He sounded so familiar, but not quite. Was he hiding his true voice from her?

He bent down, his tongue barely grazing the skin as he circled and teased just around the outside edge of her nipple. She gasped for air, she had been holding it so long she was going light headed from lack of it. She squirmed again, groaning out what he was sure was another denial and complaint. She was fighting this tooth and nail, not that he minded in the least. It would make her fall that much harder and deeper.

She squeezed her eyes tightly shut behind the blindfold, willing herself not to respond. Not to want this man's touch nor welcome it. She wanted to be cold, heartless, unresponsive so he would leave her alone. She did not know what to think nor feel when he informed her he was here for her. What did he mean by that? Why her? She led a sheltered life, home and work were about all she did. When did he meet here and more importantly where?

His mouth wrapped around her nipple suckling it into the heated cavern of his mouth. Unbidden came her response, though she tried to stop it. Her back arched up off of the bed, pressing her nipple further into his mouth. Hot saliva wash over her nipple before he suckled it off, drew back and blew gently over the tormented nub.

She whimpered in her throat, shaking her head no, willing him to get up and leave her alone. Leave her and vanish before she gave in to him and betrayed her husband. Gone were all thoughts as he latched on again and suckled hungrily at her breast. The blood engorged tip tightening up and sending jolts to her now wet pussy. She cried out behind the tape, shaking and wiggling franticly to make him stop. All this did was increase the amount of suction he had on her, and make his tongue work harder on her nipple.

Resigned she held still a moment, panting through her nostrils, trying to breath in enough air to slow her heart beat down some. He chuckled and moved to the other breast, flicking his tongue over the peak before devouring it in his heated mouth. He pulled up off of her nipple slowly, tugging her nipple with his lips. He let go once he had it tugged a bit and pulling away from her breast, giving it more blood. He withdrew a little and blew across this one as well.

"You can fight me, or you can go with it, but eventually you will cave in Sara. Don't think, just feel. Enjoy what I am giving you." His seductive whisper reached her ears, and her body. She felt a twitching inside, she wanted it. Her walls were wet and her clit swelling little by little. She felt shamed for what he was able to make her feel, afraid that her desire was evident to this stranger as well. She flushed hotly from her thoughts, swallowing she tried not to think of the mortification she felt for being wet.

She was beyond looking for a way out, there was none to be found. All she could do now was hold onto her dignity as long as possible and fight this building lust inside her. She could feel the wet heat of his tongue sliding erotically, slowly up and down her torso. Her legs shook a little and she could feel herself getting wetter and hotter for more. His mouth felt sinful, soft as well. He smiled to himself, her reactions were an indication she was getting into this now. He teased around her belly button, moving ever so slow down towards his goal.

The musky scent of her reached his nostrils and he felt his mouth watering in anticipation. He knew she would taste as sweet as she looked, more so than he expected. He could hardly wait to feel her bucking against his mouth, filling it with her orgasms. Hearing her cry out in release, but fighting it as long as possible. He was rock hard, thankfully his boxers had enough room in there for him to adjust a little. All nine inches were hard and wanting in where his mouth was heading.

She pulled at her bonds, wanting to be freed of the restraints and hurt him for awakening in her this desire. She growled low in her throat, her eyes narrowed behind the mask in anger as her skin tingled to life. Her stomach tensed under his questing tongue and all it did was add to the sensations washing over her. Her pussy was wet enough now, she could feel her panties sticking to her folds. He was succeeding in making her respond and she wanted to cry with the unfairness of it all! Then she wanted to grind against his face and demand he make her cum. "Where did that thought come from?" She thought. She did not know, but she was aching all over for a hard pounding.

He placed his fingers over her mound and felt her heat through the damp lace separating them. He had to taste her, he hooked his fingers into the edge of the g string and pulled it down her thighs. Running his tongue along her hip as he slides, then down her inner thigh as he places a soft kiss on her knee. She whimpered again, arching a little, which only aided him in getting the g-string lower. Taking his knife, he cut each strap and slowly pulled it out from under her ass. She fought a moment, trying to press her knees together and stop his intentions.

He chuckled and gripped her legs, forcing them back open and wedging his shoulders between them. He was now face to 'face' with her most private part. Her secrets revealed before him, her folds spread and bare. They trembled slightly as her body shook. He could see the moisture on her folds, and knew she was warming up a little at a time.

She felt his breath flow softly over her bared center, giving her a slight chill. She knew she was wet, and now he knew it as well. Growling, she tried once again to close her thighs but couldn't. He groaned instead of chuckling at her, he was filled with desire for her. Lovingly he caressed her inner thighs with his knuckles, his head lowering closer and closer.

At first he just inhaled deeply of her and exhaled over her once again. She tensed under him, holding still and more than likely she was fighting it. He did not mind so much, his need too great now to care if she fought him. She would cave in, she wanted this as much as he did. He had read it in her journal and seen it in her mannerisms many times.

Without warning he pushed his hands under her ass to cup each cheek and lifted her in his strong arms. Resting them on his spread elbows, her pussy now even with his mouth. Instead of diving in, he ran his nose up and down her slit lightly, no pressing inward just yet. She gave a jolting bark under her gag and bucked a little. He waited until she settled down before repeating the action, this time with his lips. She moaned as if in pain and her hands fisted, gripping the bars of the headboard.

She inhaled sharply, her pussy creaming for the feel of his tongue. She couldn't help but adulate in his hands, grinding a little more urgently against him. He parted his lips, his tongue moving down lower. He pressed his tongue against her ass and wiggled a moment. He could tell from her tensed up body and groan she had never felt that before. She relaxed like melted butter in his hands and pushed slightly towards him.

His eyes closed as he slowly brought his tongue up, over her ass, up the little space between and then over her folds. Barely touching, he slid further up until he hit her sensitive button. She cried out again and began breathing erratically, moaning behind her gag as her muscles tensed in her arms and legs. Her heels dug into the bed as she attempted to get some control back.

He moved back down, this time pressing his tongue millimeter at a time in and out of her opening, shoving his tongue up inside her pussy. His tongue met some very tasty warm cream, her pussy juice was heavenly. Lapping at it like a mad man, he lapped and lapped until her folds spread wide and her hips were bucking on his face.

She couldn't stop herself, nor could she stop him either. She could only go with it or die on the spot, for surely not giving into this intense heat would have killed her. Crying out, she let out a lusty groan and bucked into his face when he stopped.

He looked up at her face, sweat pouring from her temples, her hair matted around her head and her arms were straining to hold the headboard as she rode his face. A mewling complaint actually came from her once he stopped. Urgent to make her cum, he went back down, thrusting wildly in and out, tongue fucking her pussy as fast as he could. His face was covered with her cream, he could feel it dripping down off of his chin and coating his fingers. The juices ran down her asshole and every now and then his fingers would get slippery from it.

He was groaning into her pussy as he lapped, panting as well from his own excitement. It was building now, her hips moved in jerkish movements. Her inner thighs trembling from their tenseness and her heels dug into the bed. A sure sign she was close, he could hardly wait. He set her back down on the bed, removing his hands from under her ass cheeks. He wanted more access to her now that she was freely fucking his face.

She cried out, wanting that damned gag off of her face so she could draw in air and tell him what she wanted! She couldn't take this much longer, but he wasn't giving her enough to push her over that edge, instead he was teasing her, brining her higher and higher and then slowing down again. Her lips felt dry and her heart hammered harder in her chest. Her clit was throbbing as was her inner walls, so she was so close to orgasming, if he would just help!

One hand went for her breasts, kneading and massaging before finding her hard bud and pinching it slightly. She cried out harder behind the gag from the new stimulation. His mouth moved up and over her clit, sucking it into his mouth and flicking his tongue rapidly over the nub. Gently with his lips he began to give her 'head'. Making a soft pocket with his lips, he moved his head up and down on her, stroking now and then with the tip of his tongue.

He kept rolling the nipple as he slid one finger up her slit, coating it with all of her juices he could. Once he was sure it was lubricated enough he slid it home, deep up inside her with on movement, wiggling it back and forth against that ridge inside. She bucked fiercely against his hand, humping for all she was worth. Panting harshly she moaned longer and louder, he let go of her clit to look up at her face. The pleasure written there was heart stopping and intense. God he had to have her!

Without worrying about what she might say, he reached up from her breast and tore off the tape. She cried out instantly, "Eat me you bastard!" Not caring about the sting from the tape. She rode up and down, even though he wasn't on her clit any longer, his single digit still danced inside her. He grabbed her nipple again and dove for her clit. Suckling it into his mouth, he add another finger inside. She cried out, groaning, "More! Fuck me harder!" her lusty growl sent shivers down his spine and he complied with her. Thrusting faster and harder in and out of her tightening walls.

She bucked harder, making the bed shake with the force of her movements until all the sudden everything was calm. Her legs locked up, her hips stopped their frantic movements. He didn't dare stop to watch her lovely face contort, instead kept up what he was doing, slipping a pinkie down to her anus and thrusting just barely inside. She let out a wild scream that shook the walls and was music to his ears.

"OOOOOOOOOH FUCK! I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG!" Mewling and stuck as if frozen, her wet juices poured with a wild burst from deep inside. He moved his mouth down, covering her pussy and suckling and flicking wildly with his tongue. Hot spurt and spurt shot out and into his mouth, greedily she ate her and drank from her.

Her legs locked around his head, holding him in place with their vise like grip as she rode out the waves. Suddenly she started thrusting again, riding out his tongue as the last was subsiding. He pulled back and watched her thrash on the bed, fucking the air with her lust for more. She was unaware of this, all she did was feel the intense rush come over her. She didn't even feel him leave the bed. He got up and stripped off his boxers, his cock so hard he thought he might cum on himself just from her one orgasm. He quickly rejoined her on the bed, moving up her body. He brushed his against hers as he got up even with her face.

His cock head brushed against her parted wet folds and he rolled his hips a little. Wanting more friction, as much as she wanted more. He wet pussy juice lips met hers and she for the first time tasted her self on him. Not thinking, she kissed him back in her wild lust. Their tongues meeting and dancing as he lined up and thrust against her. She panted against his face, moaning out as he butted again and again.

She broke away, "Please! Fuck me!"

He couldn't deny her, he wanted it as well. Reaching down between them, he lined himself up and slowly pressed inwards. His buttocks tensing as he pressed in a bit at a time. She was tight for having two kids, damned tight. "Oh god!" Came her grunted reply to his entry. He wasn't even all the way in and she was gasping for air. His hips lifted and sank, his cock making head way a little at a time. He did not want to hurt her, but damn it he wanted inside!

He clenched his jaw with the effort it took to go slowly for her. She whimpered out, "It's too big! Ooh my goooooood!" Her voice, a sweet melody to his ears. He smiled, though she couldn't see it, he kept going. She spread as far as she could go, and lifted up and down in time with his thrusts. She was climbing again as he thick cock plunged in and out. Hitting deeper and filling more than any before him.

He leaned back on his knees, his hands roughly taking her hips as he angled her as he wanted. This allowed deeper harder thrusting, what they both needed. He was close to losing it and she was clenching him like a soft velvety fist. "Oh god baby! I'm going to cum deep inside your pussy! Cum for me." He moaned out, his eyes watching her tits bounce and sway hard from his thrusts. "CUM dammit!" He commanded again, again from her own words, she wanted to be told what to do.

She cried out, pleading, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!" The words she had never used before tumbled from her lips, it was sinful but it felt good to spew them. "Tell me what you want Sara?" he pleaded for the words he longed to hear.

"Tell me what you need baby…" His urgent words hit her, making her shiver. She didn't care the consequences any more, She cried out, "You! I want you! Cum inside me, feed my pussy!" His fingers dug deeply into her skin, his thrusts now frantic and hard hitting. The steady slapping of skin echoing in the room as both grunted and panted in animalistic ways.

She tensed up, "oh god! I'm gonna…." She stopped there, her word cum coming out as a long cried out exclamation. He lost it when her muscles inside clamped down hard on his cock, trying to suck him into her womb, not wanting to let him out. His cry was deep and hoarse, "FUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Saraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He came deep inside her pussy, filling her with his hot seed. Spurt after spurt hit against or even into her womb as he thrust one last time, buried to the hilt inside her. She writhed on his cock, dancing and grinding as hard as she could as her pussy spasmed around him, hot juices once again shooting out to coat his cock, balls and pelvis.

"Oh yes baby! That's it! Cum all over me, give me that sweet cum Sara!" he commanded her as she bucked and twitched. It was hot watching her, witnessing the flushed and sweaty skin quiver. He caused this, he gave her something she had been wanting for a long time. He glanced up and could see the tears falling down her cheeks from behind the blindfold.

"Are you alright Sara?" She nodded, unable to form words for her mouth was tingling. She ran her tongue along the roof of her mouth and smiled faintly. This was hot, damned hot. She wasn't sure if she should be afraid or not.

"Bill?" She paused, that voice? Could it be him?

He tensed above her, sliding out quickly and grabbing his clothes. Saying nothing, he hurried to gather everything he could that was his. Taking the keys to the cuffs, he placed him in her hand, kissed her deeply and vanished out the way he came in.

It couldn't have been? Was it? She groped around until she got the key into the hole and unlocked one of her hands. Working she got the other freed and then sat up. The bed was soaked with their combined juices, her body as mass of quivers and tingles. Glancing around she seen nothing, her eyes sight not adjusted just yet. Her lights came on and she jumped, fearful suddenly Mike was home. Quickly she moved to her feet, taking off the cuffs from each ankle and grabbing her robe. She glanced out the door, seeing no one and hearing nothing.