Ending Linda's Inhibitions Ch. 01

Linda lay on the bed, her back on the crisp white sheets, her naked form exposed and vulnerable, her wrists and ankles securely bound to the bedposts. She gave a little shiver; the air felt cold, causing her nipples to harden, even though the heating had been turned on.

Brian stood at the foot of the bed, his arousal evident, as he sensually stroked himself, his eyes tracing every inch of her slender, athletic body. "You look incredibly enticing like this, my love. Utterly powerless, completely mine." He climbed onto the bed, his hands running up her long, firm pale thighs, his fingertips dancing lightly along her skin, eliciting shivers of anticipation. "You're going to give me everything I want tonight, aren't you, baby?" he said in a low, menacing voice.

"Please, sir, don't do this," Linda whispered, as part of the roleplay, her voice quivering with both nervousness and excitement. Her plea was part of their shared fantasy, and she trusted Brian to respect her boundaries. The skinny young man wordlessly responded by thrusting his erect manhood into her. Linda struggled with her bonds, as if trying to break free. The bed creaked with their hurried lovemaking, the smack of flesh, the grunts, and the moans. Thrusting rapidly, Brian quickly climaxed, filling the pretty young woman with his seed, and he collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing heavily.

Brian caught his breath, savouring a lingering kiss on Linda's lips after a few moments."That was incredible," he said softly. "Thank you, babe. Did you enjoy it as well?"

Linda responded with a subtle nod. "I need to freshen up, so please untie me now."

Her partner sensed a hint of ambiguity in her response, a lingering uncertainty that left him wondering if he had, indeed failed to spark the passion he had hoped for. Brian rose and deftly removed the ties.

Linda, now liberated, gracefully left the bed and made her way to the bathroom, leaving her lover alone with his thoughts.

What had just happened was the latest of Brian's ideas, attempting to make Linda more demonstrative and uninhibited sexually. The pair had been together since their school days--a bond of five years. Brian could not have asked for a more attractive partner. Linda was slender, tall, and athletic, had seemingly endless legs, perky breasts, with long, straight, light brown hair, and captivating blue eyes. She had a sweet and gentle personality, and they shared many interests; including a love of nature, which was what brought them together in the first place. Nonetheless, he sensed a missing spark in their most intimate moments.

Linda had only had one partner, Brian, and she was naturally shy, self-conscious, introverted and constrained by taboos and inhibitions ingrained in her conservative upbringing. These characteristics had always been a part of her; perhaps, that is how she would always stay.

However, Brian yearned for her to develop a wild, passionate side, to become more like the sexually uninhibited Japanese women he had secretly watched on Internet porn sites in the evenings, when Linda believed him to be playing computer games. Brian wondered why Linda did not have an insatiable sex drive like the women who acted like shameless whores on the screen of his monitor; sometimes she made him feel like sex was a chore that she had to do, like cooking or doing the laundry. He was filled with self-doubt-- was it because of him, his appearance, or the way he approached intimacy? If only he could be like the men in the videos--self-assured, assertive, and clearly desirable to women, judging by the way the females reacted.

A week had passed, and Brian had a fresh plan ready. "All right, let's set the stage for tonight's adventure."

Linda undressed and reclined on the bed.

"Good girl," Brian praised, his hands stroking her thighs as he admired her toned, supple body. "Now, spread your legs and arms."

"Like this?" Linda asked, nervously. Although they had lived together for well over a year, she still felt a little uncomfortable lying as exposed as she was, in front of her boyfriend with the bedroom light on. Positioning herself, as instructed, and keeping her gaze downcast in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed a bright pink; she felt too exposed and would rather not be in a position like this. It sent a shiver down her spine, and she wondered how far Brian would take their bedroom experience.

"Perfect," Brian replied, reaching for the ties he had already laid out. He was using old school neckties; Linda being restrained by the red and black coloured ties of Weltingbury High School, seemed fitting somehow. He started with her wrists, wrapping the smooth material tightly around them before securing it to the bedposts. She had been restrained before like this, as Brian tended to repeat scenarios, adding a little extra each time.

"Is it too tight?" he asked, concerned for her comfort.

She shook her head.

Brian moved to the end of the bed, binding her ankles with equal care, ensuring her complete immobility. The ties held her firmly in place. The naked girl felt a deep vulnerability and shame--like her very soul was laid bare, very aware of how exposed she was, longing for even just a scrap of fabric to shield her from view.

"Are you ready for the mask, babe?" Brian questioned, holding up the black lace that would obscure her vision.

Linda took a deep breath, nodding her consent. As the mask was placed over her eyes, she felt her senses heighten--every touch became more intense, every sound more significant.

"Are you scared?"; Brian asked, his fingertips teasingly trailing along her inner thigh.

"Maybe...just a little," she admitted, her breathing shallow, as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body.

Then, in a deviation from their prior experience, he picked up a pair of her panties, to put into Linda's mouth as a gag. "Open wide, babe," the man encouraged, holding the soft fabric in his hand.

She hesitated momentarily. With her eyes blindfolded, this was uncharted territory. Why was he asking her to open her mouth? Trusting Brian, she parted her lips, sensing the material being gently pushed past them. The scent of her own arousal on the fabric

awakened her senses. As the gag settled in place, her feeling of total vulnerability grew still greater.

"Can you breathe all right?" Brian asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Linda nodded, her cheeks bearing a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. The presence of the gag heightened her feeling of exposure, leaving her body entirely at her lover's mercy.

"Good girl," he murmured, his hand trailing along her side, causing goosebumps to rise on her velvety skin. "Now, I want you to focus on your senses. Listen to every sound and feel every touch. I've arranged a little surprise for you, a stranger will join us

tonight." With that shocking revelation, Brian left the room, the door closing softly behind him.

Linda's mind went into overdrive. This was surely just part of his game; he was just pretending; after all, in the more recent roleplays, she had been asked to imagine he was a stranger. As the seconds slipped away, turning into minutes, the girl's heart quickened, listening for any sounds. "Please, come back,"; she thought, the silent plea

concealed within the confines of her mouth. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, her nipples standing erect, as the air caressed them.

And then silence enveloped the room. The once-present footsteps had vanished, leaving her in a state of heightened anticipation. Her body was taut with tension, as she couldn't help but wonder what would transpire next. The only sounds that filled the room

were her shallow breaths and the soft rustling of the ties against her skin.

"Where are you, Brian?" she wondered silently, her mind racing. "What are you planning?"

Then, to her astonishment, Linda heard the doorbell ring, the front door opening, and the voices of men. She strained hard to hear more. It sounded like at least two men, voices she did not recognise, a murmur she strained in vain to decipher.

Her thoughts raced with every passing second. "What kind of twisted game is he playing?" she pondered, her chest tightening with a blend of fear and arousal. She strained to hear more.

Next, she distinctly heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs, the voices becoming more pronounced.

"Damn it!" she cursed internally, her body trembling with tension. In her bound state, the notion of being taken sent electrifying shivers down her spine.

Suddenly, a cool draught of air swept over her, and the room filled with the sound of a door creaking open, followed by footsteps drawing nearer. Linda's heart raced in her chest as she steeled herself for whatever depraved scenario Brian had concocted.

TO BE CONTINUED

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