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Alice bound out the door toward the car. Naturally,
being the gentleman I am, I opened her car door for her and took her bags.
I care- fully placed her luggage in the trunk and quickly got back into
the driver's seat. Although we both knew what lay ahead this weekend
(sex), of course, casual smalltalk took over. We had known each other for
about a year at this time. Sex became something to look forward to for
both of us. But, we wanted to put a deliberate twist into our sex to liven
things up. Quite a few subject were tossed in the air and commented on as
we drove to the motel. But, not much substance to the conversation could
be recorded. Ultimately, like all conversations where some anxiety or
anticipation is present, the topic we returned to often was the weather.
And, ironically, it was an appropriate subject. It was hot. And, it wasn't
going to get any cooler.
Through the whole summer, we had exchanged letters. We often met on
weekends and had frequent retreats to motels. Sometimes motels could wait,
sometimes hotel rooms were paid for in haste with no real sleeping
involved, and sometimes we bummed around Indianapolis first to highten the
anticipation for what was to come. After each liason, our letters would
often jump into the subject of sex--literally. One subject never connected
to another. These discussions would often lead to fantasies that we would
both someday like to bring to reality. Unknown to myself, one of those
fantasies we discussed would soon be reality.
I was soon surprised. Our favorite cuisine for that summer was Korean and
Chinese food. As we were sitting in a Chinese restaurant, Alice casually
dropped her plans right in my lap.
"So, David, are you up for tonight?"
"Well," I responded, "that all depends on what is going to happen
tonight."
Alice smiled mischievously, "Well, I have a lot planned for tonght. Are
you up for a bet?"
Quite surprised at Alice's new lack of shyness I asked, "Uh, what kind of
a bet do you have in mind?"
"Mmm. I have a very challanging bet for you. I bet you I will give you the
wildest time of your life tonight. However, there is a switch. If you let
me be in complete control of everything from the time we leave this
restaurant, I will give you the best and most interesting sex in your
life...up until now. But, that is not the bet. I bet you that I can give
you the best sex you have had up to this point. If I win, I get as much
oral sex as I want for a whole weekend."
"And, if you lose...if you don't give me the best sex I've ever had?"
"I haven't considered losing."
"Oh, so you are so sure you can do this?"
"Yes. But, to be fair, I'll give you this--if I lose, I'll consent to
having sex in public with you."
"Even if it is the Mall? In Fredericks?"
"Right. I wouldn't bet this if I wasn't so sure."
"Well, don't be so sure."
"You wait David...You wait and see. You'll soon be using that tongue of
yours."
"You're on. I'll take that bet."
We finished eating, snickering the whole time, not believing either one of
us could win that bet. Admittingly, it seemed pretty bizarre. Not totally
out of line, but a little bizarre. I knew Alice. I wasn't too sure she
could do it. Writing about fantasies and what one wants sexually is one
thing, but actually doing it is another. As soon as we were finished
eating, we took a half hour walk to help digest our food, then drove to
the hotel.
Leaving out all the usual exciting pleasantries of getting the room
key....
According to the bet, Alice was in control as soon as we got back in the
car from the restaurant. But, I never knew it. I didn't see any evidence
of it until we entered the room.
Being the common man I am, I immediately had the boob tube turned on.
Within a few seconds, *click* off went the TV.
"David, there won't be ANY television tonight. None at all. Now, you
accepted this bet, and I am in complete control. Get out of your clothes,
put them in the extra trash bag over there and tie it up. Then, go take a
shower. Every inch of your body better be SQUEAKY clean. And don't take
more than half an hour. I'll get read while you are showering."
Now I knew she was serious. She ignored me as I disrobed. I was a little
slow to see what she would do, "Hurry up! What do you think this is
anyway. Get those rags off and in that bag!" Now I really knew who was in
charge.
I quickly shed the rest of my clothes, placed them in the extra garbage
bag that was inside the plastic pail, tied up the sides in a granny knot,
and raced into the bathroom. I turned on the shower to a nice warm, strong
stream, and began washing my hair. Soon, I had washed my hair three times,
cleaned the rest of my body twice, and shaved.
I vigorously dried myself, combed and dried my hair, and brushed my
teeth...twice. As soon as I opened the door, I was grabbed and faced
toward the motel room door. "You barely made it David. Don't turn your
head. Keep your nose to the door. You are my piece of meat for the rest of
the night."
I listened for Alice as she walked away from me. She went into the
bathroom and took a shower herself. I knew better than move. I was never
sure when she might be looking. Even though the water was on, I couldn't
be sure she wasn't in the shower. It seemed like a long time. I could see
out the peep-hole and felt very exposed as I watched people pass by and
enter and exit their rooms. What did seem like a long time was not
probably. About 30 minutes later, I heared Alice's voice behind me, "Don't
move. I'm putting a blindfold on you."
This was no ordinary blindfold. First, Alice put a sleeping blindfold over
my head. These blindfolds are usually used to sleep in. And, they are
quite effective at keeping the light out. But, next, Alice put a bandana
around the blinfold and tied it snuggly on my head. "There, that should
keep you deprived of your site."
"Now, put your hands behind your back." Soon, I heard the tell-tale click
of handcuffs and felt the cold metal against my skin. "That should keep
your hands from getting into trouble. And these sould keep your from
running away." The next feeling I had was what felt like handcuffs on my
ankles. This confused me. I knew none of the handcuffs I had would even
fit!
"These are leg-cuffs. I bought them from a police supply house in St.
Louis. When you walk, take small steps. There is only about two feet of
chain between them. I don't want you falling. I can't damage my
merchandise."
Alice was playing this role to the hilt!
"Now, turn around big boy. Slowly. I'll guide you."
Alice was treating me, truly, like meat. As soon as I was turned
sufficiently, Alice stopped me. Then, I felt something rough around my
neck. It was a collar. It felt skinny, but big enough to be a dog's
collar. Soon, a leash clicked into place around the front of my neck.
"I will lead you now. Follow the pull of the leash, doggie, and you will
be quite safe."
Following the leash, I had no idea where I was going. Soon, to my
surprising embarassment, my cock began to enlarge and grow to a full
erection.
"Now, sit back. There is a chair behind you. When you sit, make sure your
knees are parted."
I moved back, hesitantly, until the front of the chair bumped the backs of
my legs. Now I knew where I was going. The feeling was reassuring. I sat
down and spread my legs as asked. My handcuffed wrists stuck out behind
the back of the chair.
"Now," Alice announced, "about the bathroom. I don't know how many times I
ask when we are together, but you left a mess. You'll have to pay. And,
you will probably regret the mess you made as I have never spanked a man
before, but you don't know how many times I wanted to. So, I have been
reserving my feelings for some time. You won't be disappointed. 20 strokes
ought to be enough, but, to make sure, I think I will write down some
numbers on pieces of paper and let you pick the additional strokes that
should make you remember your paddling."
Now I knew she was REALLY serious. But, my cock responded by getting as
hard as I think it has been in quite a while. But, how was I going to pick
those pieces of paper?
Soon, I found out. Pressed into my face was a hat. I couldn't figure out
what kind of hat it was since I hadn't worn any. But, that's what it was.
"Open your mouth and grab a piece of paper. There are five in there."
Alice shook the hat a little and replaced it over by face. I opened my
mouth and found nothing. So, I stuck out my tongue and touched a piece of
paper, brought it to my lips and held on. I Mmhmmed as a signal that I had
one.
"Ok, let's see what we have here." Alice took the paper from my mouth and
giggled. "Boy, you are going to get it. This is pretty good. This piece of
paper has the number 20 on it! You will be getting 40 on the ass. I will
make it read too. Maybe you won't soon forget to be civil and keep after
your messes!"
Alice began tugging on my leash. I got the signal and stood. "What's next
Alice?"
"Did I give you permission to talk, boy? I don't think I did. How would
you like to pick another number out of the hat?" I shook my head. "I
didn't think so. Consider that a warning."
Alice then pushed me from behind so that my calves met the bed. I wasn't
sure what side. She helped me up to my knees on the bed. "Now, I have
planned this for quite some time, as if you didn't notice. In front of you
are three instruments. One will be my hand. The other will be your very
own belt. And the third will be one of those paddles from a ball and
paddle game from WalMart. They don't lay in order in front of you. You
will pick a number from 1 to 3. I will then pick that instrument from
right to left using the number you give me. I will then use that
instrument to give you your well earned spanking. Now pick."
This was very interesting and exciting. Now only was I being deprived of
most of my senses, I was having to pick my own outcome in this punishment!
I was in control of my destiny (so-to-speak) yet, Alice was in total
control. It was driving me wild. So far, I felt like she was well on her
way to winning this bet! I had never experienced anything like this. It
was erotic/semi-humiliation/and exciting.
I was apprehensive. I could pick any number, and it could be anything but
Alice's hand. I decided not to waste any time and anger her. So, I picked
number two.
"Ah, you got lucky. It is only the paddle." Only the paddle!?! Oh my.
Alice stood me up and began to tease me. She knew how much I like my penis
stimulated in any way. She gently caressed my balls and traced her soft
fingers around the head of my cock. Pre-cum had already oozed out the tip,
but she spread it around to make room for more to come.
Surprising me, Alice sternly turned me around and unfastened the
handcuffs. But, before I could do anything, she left my right wrist
secured, brought my wrists in front of me, and relocked the handcuffs.
Then, I was bent over Alice's knees. I was beginning to get apprehensive.
Alice carefully made sure my cock was between her knees. I could tell she
was naked, and enjoying herself. Even though I couldn't see, I knew she
was smiling. And, she was enjoying this. So was I.
The first 'blow' fell with a resounding SMACK. It didn't hurt too much.
But, no sooner than I began to think about how intense it was, another
fell *SMACK*. Gradually, Alice paddled my ass, slowly increasing the
intensity. All through the spanking, Alice made sure to move her thighs
about, mostly up and down. This was sheer torture for my cock which was
buried between her milky thighs. Several times I came close to
ejaculation...she knew it. And, she laughed each time. By 30, I was
praying she would stop early. But, she didn't. She prolonged my anxiety.
At 30, she slowed the pace of her 'blows' waiting for a random amount of
time between each one. She also made each stroke much harder. At 38, she
warned, "Now, these last two are going to be quite hard. Don't move...or I
shall have more fun with you later on." As promised, the last two were
quite hard. However, they probably felt worse than they actually were
after all the others I received.
She let me recover a few minutes and caressed my red as rubbing in what I
thought was baby oil. My ass was hot, but it was going to be soft too.
Alice again guided me to my feet. This time, I was lead to a bed (I wasn't
sure which one at this point). Carefully, Alice helped me lie face up on
the bed. I heard Alice enter the bathroom. The wait was terrible. But
soon, Alice was back.
I felt the bed give as Alice got up on the bed. I was limp once again, but
there was quite a bit of pre-cum on the head of my cock. I jumped slightly
as Alice bent down and swallowed my limp cock whole. Alice was good at
oral sex and she was quite proud of her skill. She slowly brought my limp
cock back to life using her warm, wet mouth. It felt like my cock was in
slightly unsolidified jello. Warm and silky.
Soon, with all the heavenly attention, my cock came back to life. It was
rock solid in less than a minute. Alice keep slurping loud enough so I
could hear, something she normally does not do. Her tongue was torture on
the head of my cock. It traced firm circles from the base of the head,
slowly like a corkscrew to the tip, taking time to lick all the pre-cum,
and then back down to the starting point. She continued this treatment
until I was moments from orgasm. Then, suddenly, she stopped. The
frustration got the better of me and I moaned and sighed.
Alice raised an eyebrow to that, "So, do you disagree with the way I am
treating my slave?" She giggled.
I chose to play safe and not let any sounds escape my mouth. I lay on the
bed for quite some time, and once again became soft. "I want my slave to
last when I fuck him. So, we will make him cum. We just can't have him
cumming before I do." Again, she giggled.
This time, she didn't use oral sex to tease me. She got down to business
and used her wonderful hands. One of her hands grabbed my balls, and she
gently began to caress them. With her other hand, she used a few fingers
to dance around the skin of my cock until slowly it began to grow to its
full length. As she continued to caress my balls with her hand, she began
to stroke my cock. She started low on the base of my cock and worked her
hand up to the head, then back down. She knew my pace and rhythm. Slowly,
she picked up the pace, pumping her small, soft hand up and down my shaft.
Soon, I found myself arching my back. Alice picked up her pace and pumped
faster and faster. She fondled my balls more vigorously, sometimes
squeezing gently, and pulling firmly toward the mattress. Within a few
seconds, my cum was shooting up and all over her hand.
Alice cleaned up my cum, and let me rest....
After about 20 minutes, I felt the bed again give way. I was surprised
that I didn't fall asleep with the blindfold still on. Alice took off the
handcuffs and transferred my wrists to some sort of ties on each side of
the mattress. They felt like neckties or some sort of very soft rope. One
thing was for sure...I couldn't move my hands very far. Before I had time
to think about it, I felt Alice crawl toward my head and her sexy thighs
stradle my head.
"Ok slave David, now its my turn. Unlike males, females need a jumpstart.
I need to get my motor purring so I can help out your ego by cumming when
you do. Start licking sweety."
With that, I felt Alice move up over my head and hook her calves under my
arms. She squeezed, now cutting off another sense...my hearing. She
lowered her pussy to my face, bumping it first along my nose, making sure
I would get a snootful and helping me to orient myself. Since I couldn't
move my head too well, I was restricted to how and where I could lick.
Then, I figured out that that was the way she wanted it. She didn't want
to be teased. She wanted to get down to business. I opened my mouth so my
lips could meet her pussy lips. As my lips met her sex, I was again
surprised. She was clean shaven! Never had Alice consented to shaving her
pubic hair with the exception of her usual bikini area hair.
I began to lick the outsides of her lips. As soon as my tongue touched her
lips, I knew this whole evening was turning her on as well. She was wet. I
never knew her to be as wet as this. I was in heaven. I began recklessly
lapping like a dog drinking beer. I wanted more. Soon, though, I felt her
thighs begin to squeeze. I immediately saw that a signal to improve my
oral sex technique. I slowed my pace and moved to her inner lips. I snaked
my tongue up to her clitoris, then back down, around. I again attacked her
clitoris. She began to sway her hips, moving them in small circles. I
inserted my tongue into her vagina trying to fuck it. She pressed her
pussy back against my face as I tried to stick my tongue in as far as I
could. I pulled my tongue out and slid it back to her clitoris. I made
small, but firm circles around the hood, then licked it directly. Alice
jumped a bit. I then sucked her clitoris between my lips and tugged the
best I could and released it. Alice began to moan. I sped up my tongue and
drove it back into her vagina. I then moved it back to her inner folds and
licked faster. I moved to her clit again, and sucked it between my lips
still stimulating it with my tongue. I felt Alice shudder, her legs
quivered, and finally, her low, throatly moan and then she shaked.
She didn't move for a while, but released my head. Soon, she moved off
from over my head and moved to the side of the bed. She took my cock in
her mouth and began to suck my cock back to life again. Alice was soon on
top, slowly guiding my resurrected cock into her slick tunnel. Very slowly
she lowered herself fully onto my shaft. Then, she sat for a few minutes.
Slowly, she raised herself up to the tip of my cock, and slowly lowered
herself back down. Alice continued this slow fuck pumping up and down ever
so slowly. Again, Alice slowed to a stop. This time, however, she leaned
forward and unfastened my wrists. Then, she reached back and took off the
leg cuffs. She wanted my movement.
Alice started once again. She warned me that she was to be in control and
I was to cue off her movements. Up and down she slowly fucked herself, and
me. It was mind boggling. She increased the tempo slowly to a comfortable
pace, but again stopped, and sat only moving her hips gently in a circle.
Over and over again, she would fuck me slowly, then stop. Each time, she
increased the tempo, and would stop. After doing this six times, I thought
I would go mad. Alice removed my blindfold. I squinted at my new
surroundings after being deprived of light for what seemed like days.
I caressed Alice's breasts and massaged her thick nipples. She began to
rock her hips backwards and forwards pressing her pubic bone into my hips,
trying to get clitoral stimulation any way she could. She began to pump up
and down my cock at an increasing pace, this time not holding back. She
began to moan and girgle as she always does when she nears orgasm. I met
her downward thrusts with upward thrusts of my own. Soon, the bed began to
bang against the wall in that tell-tale way associated with many motels.
Alice began to sigh and squeal. I began to moan myself. I felt an orgasm
coming, but it wasn't near yet. Alice began to thrust harder. She reached
back behind her and under her ass and began to caress my balls. She knew
how to pull my strings and enhance my stimulation. Soon, I was nearing
ejaculation and she was near an orgasm. As I tried to keep massaging her
breasts and nipples, she began to shudder. I thrust harder upwards to keep
up the pace as she began to lose control. Within seconds we were both in a
frenzy of erotic babblings. Alice squealed quite loudly and I let out a
long, and unusually loud moan as we came together.
As we layed there under the covers, cuddling, and fondling, we rested from
our recent ectasy. Alice coyly smiled and asked, "So, who wins the bet?"
No question at all in my mind. "You do."
Alice smiled. "Good. I knew I would. Next weekend when we meet, you'll
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