Wednesday, September 29, 2010

chapter 5

I lay back on the deep blue blanket.  My eyes had closed as I awaited what had been planned for me next.  My tongue felt the back of the rubber in my mouth.  I could hear Sir around somewhere, I knew he was nearby.  The wind whipped over me, as I shivered and tried to roll over. 

"Easy, don't hurt yourself thats my job." His hands slide around my back, and undid the hooks on my bra and tucked it into the picnic basket.  The tank top was lifted and replaced over my breasts and the clover clamps that were anchored on my nipples.  He then set to replace my clothing for us to leave. The ropes were taken from my ankles, and the socks removed.  He moved to untie the rope from the divider, before the synthetic rope was wound, and tied onto my wrists before my body.  I wasn't going to have much freedom of movement wherever we were going.  Sir carefully laid the blanket over my wrists.

I lifted my arms, looking at the rocks in front of me.  I supposed it could be done, but it was risky.  I motioned between the blanket and the rocks at Him. 

"Very Carefully."

I opened my eyes in disbelief and made a motion as if I would fall. 

"You won't."

What did he mean I won't? I had to use my hands to get up there, and balance.  I could use the blanket, but I have to make sure I don't step on it.  Cracked head=bad.  So I made my way over to the rocks, carefully attempting to use the blanket over my hands to get up on the rock.  I managed to get to my knees but I was stuck for a moment  futively moving the blanket out of my way, and trying to stand up.  I felt  my balance give way.  Suddenly his hand was there steadying me. 

"See you didn't fall. Now scoot." His hand slapped my ass, as I moved towards the rocks higher and higher up.  I landed on the grass and turned around immediately.  My hair was still up in a ponytail, and there was someone walking this way.  It was going to be blatantly obvious that I was gagged.  I put my head down, watching Sir climb the rocks, hoping he would move just a little faster.  The breeze hit me.  FUCK, my pants had a wet stain.  I was squirming, when he finally reached me.  I whimpered and tossed my head a bit towards the older couple that was following the brick path closer and closer to us. 

"Well why are you standing here, get to the car."  I whined and turned on my toes, practically running through the grass hoping to get to the car without anyone seeing me. 

"Thats a good girl." He opened my door, and let me sit down before he took off the blanket.  I turned in the seat, and waited for him to finish packing the car.  As He pulled out of the driveway, and back towards the house I leaned my head over and rested it against his shoulder.  His hand rested on my thigh where it could.  However at the red lights, he would tug and play witht he clamps, pulling and stretching them.  "Checking them" as he put it.  Of course we somehow managed to hit all three redlights. 

When we finally pulled into the driveway he pulled the chain from the clamp up  out of my green tank.  "Maybe I should lead you up to the house like this? What do you think?"

I shook my head no.  Too many neighbors, too many busybodies who would be looking out the window.  It was going to be hard enough to avoid them seeing the gag.  His fingers reached up and pulled the hairtie free from my hair, and arranged it a bit so that it would cover the majority of my face. He got out and made one trip upstairs to the apartment before he came back to let me out of the car.  The chain was tucked back into my fleece, but not my shirt. 

I stepped from the car, and His hand grabbed the rope on my wrists, pulling me behind him and up into our apartment.  I kept my head down, hoping no one would look at me.  That was the last thing the neighbors needed to see.  Me gagged, bound, and trussed up walking through the common area of the complex. 

The door was unlocked, and he pushed me inside first.  His hand grabbed a fistfull of my heair and lead me over to his chair.  Stern guidance in his grip forced me to my knees.  His hand reached for the clamp chain and gave an instent tug as I lifted my eyes to him.  His other hand was on his jeans, undoing his belt, and the zipper.  Fire lit my eyes as I realized what he was after.  IF I could have licked my lips I would have.

One of the clamps sprang free from my nipple.  I screamed, muffled by the gag, and leaned forward, putting my forehead against his thigh.  My thighs were growing moist again, it wasn't a shock, I adored the pain that came from them being removed.  I took a few breaths, to calm myself before I felt the head of his cock, slapping my cheek. 

Piteously I looked up at him,"Eese? Ease er" Sadly the gag was in tight, I couldn't spit it out.  How badly I wanted him inside of my mouth, inside of me.  He only smacked my other cheek, and gave me that sadisitc fuck of a grin.  I closed my eyes, why would he deny me, I was trying not to get upset.  Suddenly the other clamp was torn from my nipple.  I gasped, eyes flyhing open.  The gag fell from my mouth as I was panting.  Had I not been attempting to recover my breathing from the last clamp, I would have eagerly sought out his cock without a thought.  Not that it would matter.

The head was pressed past my lips as I took a breath in.  It was instantaneous.  My tongue flicked out to meet the very tip, wrapping drool covered lips around the shaft.  A moan called from somewhere deep inside of me before I contiuned my adoration of him.  Dark lashes filtered the smoldering gaze that lifted up towards him.  I could see the desire in his eyes, the fire that matched my own.  My hands were not of any use as I began to bob back and forth over him, hungry eager for his pleasure. 

Too quickly, I began to speed up, furiosuly sucking on him.  It was suddenly like that first night when he had returned, I had no patience, I wanted him, and only him, and I wanted him now.  How beautifully he was playing with my body.  His hand gripped my hair, painfully pulling me free from him.  Teasingly, he brought my head closer, jsut out of reach.  The tip of my tongue was trying hard, ignoring the pain as he tried to pull me back.  It was useless.  I sat back on my heels and waited.

"Its not going to be that easy.  Not this time.  Stand up, I want you naked."

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