Chapter 5

 

Tera walked through the doorway. She was a relatively innocent girl. She was normally the type to curl up on a couch somewhere and watch Netflix and browse through social media on Wednesday nights. This was, needless to say, her first time for this experience. Was she in over her head? It was possible. Quite possible. She didn’t know what the hell she was doing, which she suspected was something Richard liked. He liked taking her innocence from her, showing her and taking her to places that she would never have gone by herself.

Richard went over to the wall by the bed, where apparently, he had a modern record player hooked up. He put on a record and music began to play as the record spun.

“Kinda old-fashioned, huh?” she asked.

“Can’t beat the classics,” he replied.

He stroked her jawline, brushing his knuckles against her lips. A shade of her lipstick clung to his fingers. He watched her very carefully as he did this, like he was testing to see what she would do. She didn’t know what he was looking for, nor, if she was completely honest with herself, did she care. He reached his hand behind her, around her lower back, and firmly pulled her close. They kissed passionately for several moments. He groped her legs with his powerful hands. She wanted to give in right then, to let herself go to him. She felt almost weak. He grinned. He knew what he was doing to her, the physical effect his presence had on her. He traced her chest between her breasts before drawing away. He was toying with her. Playing.

“Come on,” he ordered. “We’ll try something.”

Confused, excited, and turned-on, Tera followed him to the ancient dresser, maybe Spanish in origin. He opened the broad oak doors, exposing a series of items. A pair of handcuffs. A small whip. A silk blindfold. The list went on, all perfectly organized.

“Make your pick,” he told her, massaging her shoulders.

She looked at all of them. She slowly reached for the handcuffs, which were calling her for reasons she couldn’t quite explain. Her fingers grazed the cold metal. It sent shudders through her spine just touching it. She removed them, then snagged the blindfold.

“Hm,” he said.

“What?” she asked, immediately crimson. What if she picked the wrong things? She wanted to try being a sub. Was that wrong?

“An interesting choice,” he replied.

Richard led Tera back to the bed. She climbed aboard and slid her pants off. She unbuttoned her shirt as Richard produced a small leather rope. Her heart was pounding in her chest, loud enough to where she was slightly concerned that he would hear it. Holy shit. She was about to do the kind of sex most women only dreamed of. Kinky, passionate sex. She needed to sign up for more internships.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her shirt. One around her midsection fought her before she freed herself. She slid her shirt off, leaving her in her black lingerie panties and bra. She resisted the urge to cover herself. That wall window was right there. Anyone who looked up at the right angle at the right time could see inside. Who knows! Maybe they could see her right then.

Richard stopped in front of her. He planted his lips on hers. His striking eyes met hers with a very serious expression on his handsome face. “If,” he said, “-at any point you feel uncomfortable, I need you to tell me and I’ll stop.”

“Does it happen often?”

“Having had anyone say stop yet,” he replied bluntly.

She took a deep, excited breath and nodded quickly. He bared his teeth in a smile and put the blindfold up to her eyes. Her last glimpse was his tight abs tensing up as he moved his arms to her head. Gently but firmly, he secured the blindfold. The fabric was cool on her skin. She started breathing fast. She had no idea what Richard was doing, and somehow that made it all the better. Knowing her exposed, vulnerable body was at his mercy…. it thrilled her.

She felt him put the handcuffs around her wrists, and raise her arms above her head. She guessed he was tying her hands to the top of the bed, maybe.

“Oh man,” she said, biting her lip. “Holy shit holy shit holy shit.”

He paused. “Do you want me to sto-“

“No! Keep going!” she bit her lip again. “Keep going.”

He secured her hands above her head, not quite to where her arms were straight, but close enough that leaning down wasn’t much of an option. The music obscured almost all sounds, but she heard him getting undressed. She knelt on the comfortable bed with her arms above her head, waiting.

The first place she felt him was on her hip. His warm fingers rubbed her hip and ran down the inside of her thigh, the tip of his fingers touching her panties. She let out a sharp gasp. He stroked along the inside of her legs, once more toying with her. Even through the blindfold, she closed her eyes. Another hand showed up around her full breasts. Richard didn’t take off her bra, but instead palmed her supple breasts and used his index finger and thumb to locate her sensitive nipple through the bra. She was trying to stay still, but the sensation was too much for her to ignore. She curled her body, not to get away, but just instinctively.

Immediately, he used his hand around her hips to slap her crotch. Not hard, just enough for send the slightest feeling of pain and pleasure.

“Ah!” she yelped, closing her legs.

He tapped the inside of her thighs again. The message was clear- open. Expose. Trust me. She would never have believed it, but the naughty, rough sex turned her on much quicker than she expected. She started to get wet, and she eagerly obeyed his command and opened her legs, breathing hard, having no idea what might come next.

He pushed her knees apart. She was normally a flexible woman, so she was able to easily comply. Although not quite doing the splits, her legs were quite spread, and her vulnerable body exposed to whatever he desired. She heard movement, but not enough to fully decipher what was going on until she felt his tongue on her slit.

“Auuughhhh,” she moaned immediately, reacting before relaxing and melting with pleasure. It felt… it felt like heaven. He knew what he was doing, a fact that became increasingly obvious as he used his tongue to tease out delightful sensations. He didn’t stop. She bit her lip as he worked. He played with her for what seemed like an eternity, bringing her to the edge before pulling back so she couldn’t orgasm. A horrible, yet surprisingly delightful sensation. Though she hated him for it, she loved him for doing it and drawing it out. After a period of time that seemed like forever, he pulled away.

“Hey,” she said, “Why did you stop?”

“Patience,” he ordered.

She heard a low hum. She hesitated. A vibrator. She recognized that sound, but she had only a moment to comprehend this before Richard placed the vibrating end against her pussy. She bucked immediately and tried her hardest to keep herself on the vibrator. She let out a low moan.

Richard laughed quietly. He groped her breasts with one hand while pleasuring her through her panties with the vibrator. Spasms of pleasure echoed through her body.

“I’m g-g-gonna co-“ That’s as far as she made it before she orgasmed.

Richard pulled the vibrator away. “Hm…” he muttered. “Quick. I thought you would last longer.”

She panted as pleasure shot through her body. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t have any idea how it happened so fast.”

She felt him remove her blindfold and remove it. “Looks like you’re a bit of deviant.” He was smiling with predator-like ease, with the cockiness of an alpha. “I’m enjoying learning more about you.”

With Tera’s arms still above her head, Richard felt her breasts one more time. She let herself slump, amazed at how seductive bondage apparently was to her. He kissed her breasts one at a time, allowing a moment for each to bite down slightly on her nipple.

“Holy shit,” she murmured. “That… that was amazing.”

“Stick with me,” he said. “I’ll teach you things about yourself that you don’t even know about yourself.”

He clapped her slit again, making her jump. The site of watching her, helpless and loving it, brought a funny look in his eyes. “You are truly a magnificent creature,” he said thoughtfully. “You intrigue me.”

The last sensations of pleasure began to die out and she started to catch her breath. “I guess that’s the closest I’ll ever get to a compliment.”

He reached to her handcuffs and untied her. “That’s correct. You’re still a shit nurse.”

She scowled. “Fuck you, man.”

He unlocked her hands and she slid her hands free. “If you’ll help,” he said like he had earlier.

She laid on her back. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. “Whoa…”

Tera stared at the ceiling, thinking about what she’d just done. Not just that, but about what she’d loved. She ran her slender fingers along her clit, eliciting a few more sensations of pleasure. She must’ve zoned out, because the next thing she knew, Richard was standing nearby with a shirt on, buttoning his sleeve and watching her.

“Oh,” she said.

He raised his eyebrow at her. “Having fun, are we?”

“You have no idea.”

“No, I don’t. You orgasmed too quickly. I expected you to last at least a few minutes to where I would join.”

“Oh, I’m sorry!”

“No need to apologize. I’ll just tease it out more next time,” he said with a naughty smile.

She watched him dress. “Where are you going?”

“Hospital,” he replied. “I was just called in.”

“Oh.”

“Are you going to lay there, or are you going to come?”

“Wait, you want me to come along?”

“No,” he said sarcastically. “When I asked if you were coming, I was kidding.”

She sighed. “Yeah. I’ll come.”

“Get some clothes on,” he said, “And I’ll give you a ride.”

She watched his muscular body slowly vanish from view, covered by clothes, as she climbed out of the bed and put her old clothes back on. “I’m sorry you weren’t able to join in,” she said.

He finished buttoning his sleeve. “I have a feeling you’ll fix that at the hospital.”

“Ah,” she said, then understood what he meant. “Ah.”

“There you go.”

After they finished dressing they left the room and headed out to his car. Before she left the room, Tera paused at the doorway and looked back at the toy and bondage stuff. She couldn’t explain it, but it felt so right in a way that few things did.