With a low moan, her mind slowly cleared. All was black and she couldn't move. She felt the blindfold on her eyes, the gag on her mouth. She moaned again. She tried to get up, but now realized her hands were handcuffed behind her back and she was somehow tied to a chair. She remembered vaguely saying that she had had enough to drink and was feeling very sleepy.

She leaned back, and wondered if this time their little game was going to outdo all the other ones. She hoped it would. She smiled, licked her lips and closed her eyes, immersing herself totally into the thought of what was to come.

Then, as she leaned back, she heard a door open. She held her breath, listening, heart beating. Someone came in and shut the door behind them. She could now hear footsteps coming towards her. She waited. She could feel a bit of sweat trickle down from her temple.

He leaned down and whispered, “You’re mine now.” She felt his fingertips graze the tip of her ear running down to her jawline, to her throat. She tried to get away from his touch. He chuckled, and continued running his finger along her throat and placed his hand just above her left breast. He could feel the pounding of her heart now. It excited him.

His hand rested on her, until she finally stopped struggling and sat quietly. He bent down and whispered, “The less you struggle, the better off you will be.”

She willed herself to be still. She waited for his next move. He moved his hand lower, as his body moved in front of her knees. She felt him move her legs apart with one hand and his knee. She fought him again, but lost. He chuckled again, squeezed her breast through the material of her blouse, then opened the top buttons and slipped his hand inside her bra. She struggled again, but this time not as long. She was tiring faster now, which was his goal. His other hand came up, and he massaged both breasts until the nipples hardened. She whimpered, still trying to fight him. He chuckled again.

After some minutes, he could smell the heat coming from between her legs. He smiled to himself and stood up, giving her hardened nipples one last pinch. She leaned against the chair, breathing heavily, waiting. He again whispered in her ear, “Don't scream, I am going to take the gag off.” As it slipped off, she took a deep breath as if to scream, but he clamped his mouth on hers before she could utter a sound. He kissed her deeply, while holding her head in his big hands.

As he kissed her, her struggles became weaker until they stopped. She finally welcomed the kisses, and moaned softly. This was what he was waiting for.

Keeping his mouth on hers, he now slipped his arms under her legs and back and lifted her up. She tried to struggle against him again, but now most of her strength had been used up. She realized this was what he had wanted all along.

After about a dozen steps, he stopped and laid her on a bed, and rolled her onto her side. She felt him remove the cuff on her right hand. She tried to swing her hand up to strike him, but he was too fast. She felt his hand grip her wrist like a steel clamp.

While pressing her body down, he brought her hand up, stretching it above her head. Then she heard a click, and she was secured to a bedpost. Realizing this, she fought him now with the last of her strength, to no avail. He easily got her other hand and handcuffed it as well.

She said, “What are you going to do to me?” In response he got onto the bed, straddled her and started to undo the rest of her blouse. He spread the edges of it to reveal her push-up bra, her breasts round and voluptuous. He bent down and licked the lace edge of the bra, his mouth going up one side and down the other.

She said, “Please don't.” He kept on, going over to each nipple and working his tongue over the thin material.

Her nipples hardened. She moaned.

He now straightened up and his hands pressed her breasts together. She gritted her teeth, not wanting him to see that her body was responding. He chuckled again, knowing she had no choice but to respond.

He found the clasp at the front, and freed her breasts for his eyes to feast on. So round, so perfectly shaped. He licked his lips and bent down to suck on them. He took his time, giving each nipple the attention it deserved.

She said, “Please....don't.” After long minutes, he started to move down her breasts, to her midriff, leaving a wet trail. When he got to her belly button, he put his tongue in and out of it. She now trembled, moaning again. His hands moved back up to her breasts, to massage and work the nipples. She moaned louder now. Her breathing quickened.

He then moved downward between her legs and lifted her shirt above her waist. He could smell her excitement now. He pressed on her mound with the heel of his hand. She bucked and moaned louder, ending in a whimper. His hand came away soaking wet with her juices. He smiled.

He now hooked his thumbs on each side of her panties and slowly pulled them down enough to see her wet glistening pussy. He took a deep breath of her heady fragrance.

He could not wait any longer. He tore her panties off of her and started to rub her. He spread the lips of her pussy and found her clit. He put his mouth on it and gently licked, then sucked on it.

She cried out, “Please....don't!”

He lifted his head up and said, “You’re mine now.” He put his mouth on her and continued licking up and down the folds, always going back to her clit. He slowly slid one, then two fingers inside her, reaching in deep until he found her g-spot. He raked them over it again and again.

Her body writhed back and forth now. He kept on, knowing she couldn't take much more of this before having an explosive climax. He kept on, knowing he wanted to put his rock hard cock in her very soon.

She said, “Please.......don't.......stop.......oh.....god.....I'm cumming!”

She gushed her juices all over his hand. He bent and lapped it up as it flowed out. Her inner muscles clutched at his fingers over and over again.

He let her recover while he removed his clothes. He bent down and kissed her lips, letting her taste her own juices. Her breathing had slowed down a little. He whispered, “You’re mine, now and forever.”

Then he positioned his body between her legs, guided his cock to her wet pussy, rubbing the head of it with her juices. Slowly, oh so slowly, he pushed it inside of her until his balls hit her butt. He paused, enjoying the tightness, the heat.

He heard her groan as he pressed deep into her pussy. He lifted her legs up and started to move. She was so slick, so tight, he felt a heat like never before. He pulled teasingly just about all the way out, then back in to the hilt. In and out, faster, slower, faster again, he kept on thrusting at her. The build- up was incredible; he knew this climax was going to be like nothing he had felt before.

His balls started to tighten, his cock throbbed, he was coming now. He felt a roaring in his ears, but through it all he heard her cry out, “I'm cumming again!”

Both their bodies shook as they climaxed together. He filled her pussy to overflowing. She took it all in, her vaginal muscles squeezing on his cock with every thrust.

When they finished, he collapsed onto her body, exhausted. He rolled off, and soon after his breathing returned to normal. He looked over to her, lifted his arm and slid the blindfold off of her eyes.

He said, “Oh Kara, that was the best fuck I have ever had with you, love.”