by Carla Blake
Sam tried not to respond. But all she could do was wait to see if Anna would kiss her again. Moments later, she did. Harder this time. Her hand clasped to the back of Sam’s head, preventing her from pulling away, as her tongue probed at Sam’s lips until Sam reluctantly opened her mouth. The handful of hair Anna now had twisted in her hand a painful reminder not to bite.
“ Kiss me back.” Anna demanded, and Sam did her best. Fear and revulsion shortening her breath until she felt as though she could hardly breath.
“ Please.” She pleaded, “ I can’t breath.” And mercifully, Anna pulled away. But she wasn’t pleased.
“ What is it?” She demanded. “ Forgotten how to kiss?”
“ No, I’ve just never kissed a girl before. Feels strange.”
“ Feels great you mean. Get used to it.”
Anna kissed her again. Urgently and without restraint. Her lips pressed hard to Sam’s, her tongue in her mouth. Her breath coming hard through her nose as she tried to devour her mouth.
Revolted, Sam twisted away and spat on the floor.
Anna slapped her. Once, hard. Then immediately rubbed her hurt cheek better. “ Look.” She said, once Sam had finished swearing. “ This is so not helping. Just let me fuck you, okay. Then it’ll all be over and you can leave. Deal?”
“ And you really expect me to believe that? What do you think I am? Stupid?”
“ No. I think you’re gorgeous. And that really is the deal. I fuck you. You get to leave. No hidden agenda, that’s it.”
“ Really?”
Sure. I said so didn’t I? So do we have a deal?”
Reluctantly, Sam nodded her head.
Anna smiled. “ Good girl. I knew you’d come round in the end. Give me five seconds.”
Sam waited. She knew Anna was still in the room, she could hear her breathing and what she thought was the slight rasp of clothes being removed. Anna was getting naked.
Moments later, she felt hands on her shoulders. “ That’s better.” Anna said. “ Now I’ll be able to feel you.”
She pressed her body to Sam’s.
Sam felt warmth engulf her as skin touched skin. “ Our nipples are touching.” Anna informed, whispering into her ear and kissing her lobe. “ Our pussies as well. God, you feel lovely. Do I?”
“ Yes.” Sam replied. “ Lovely.”
No, you don’t! I hate this!
Anna smiled into her neck. “ Liar.” She said and kissed her chin.
She touched her, starting at her shoulders. Her hands lingering and savouring the feel as though it was the last female form she was ever likely to touch. Her fingers swept across Sam’s throat, tracing the sinews and a single finger pressed fleetingly but painfully into the dip beneath her windpipe until Sam coughed and gasped for air, not in the least reassured when Anna’s response was to chuckle.
“ Just making sure you know who’s boss .” She said and cupped Sam’s breasts, relishing the weight and pleased at how full and lovely they felt. Her thumbs brushed across Sam’s nipples and she gave them the smallest of squeezes. Smiling when Sam gasped and shuddered and Anna knew, that despite her revulsion, a tiny thrill had swept straight down to her groin.
“ You’re going to come.” She teased and let go of her breasts, running her hands down both sides of Sam’s body until she reached her backside and clasped her, grinding her pussy into Sam’s until her own body began to hum.
“ Hmm.” She sighed. “ You’re all warm. Are you wet as well?”
Sam didn’t respond. Instead squeezing her eyes shut tight, she allowed Anna to probe between her legs, find the soft, pink moisture of her slit and delve inside. Moments later, she withdrew her finger again. “ Not quite.” She muttered and moved her hands to Sam’s stomach and then her thighs, resuming, what felt to Sam, like a relentless exploration of her skin.
She tried to stand still and not flinch. Or show how much Anna’s stroking was tormenting her. Realizing that for now, she had to play along and let this sick, twisted lesbian have her way. If she was strong, if she could think of something else, it would soon be over.
But it wasn’t easy and despite her resolve, her body started to respond. Her muscles twitching and convulsing beneath Anna’s touch, responding to caresses they’d neither asked for nor wanted.
Meanwhile, Anna’s hands moved in constant, fluid motion. Up and down, over and over. Occasionally stroking her in the same spot for so long, her skin felt like it might grow thin from use and tear.
Her sigh of relief, when Anna finally stopped, escaped her before she could stop it.
Fortunately, Anna took it as a sign of appreciation. “ I knew you’d start to enjoy it.” She said, squeezing her arse. “ Now let’s get you really jacked up!”
Hands touched her breasts again. Thumbed her nipples. Sam tried not to let it effect her but the treacherous nubs hardened anyway and delighted Anna took one in her mouth.
She sucked her and wrapped her tongue around Sam’s nipple. She licked her, balancing the underside of Sam’s breasts against her mouth and murmuring appreciative sounds as she kissed the soft mound of flesh. Her hands gripped her bottom again and pulled her close, their fluff now touching, the heat of their bodies melding together.
Biting her lip, Sam thought about kneeling her in the groin and sending her sprawling across the cold, hard, gritty floor, then just as quickly dismissed the idea. She could hurt her, that much was certain, but then what would happen? She was still tied up. Blind. Anna could do anything to her. Nasty things. Painful things. Things involving knives.
The thought made her shudder. Anna was delighted.
“ Responsive.” She smiled, kissing the end of her nipple. “ I like that.” She moved her hands to part Sam’s thighs and told her she had a nice cunt.
Her hand slid in. Her fingers parting her vulva.
Sam blushed, embarrassed at being touched in such a way by another woman. Embarrassed, too, that her body, seemingly oblivious to the situation she was in, was now ceasing to take any notice of what her head was screaming and starting to respond to the stimuli it was being given. She could feel herself becoming moist for Christ’s sake. Her nipples were like fuckin’ stones! She didn’t want to come, she truly didn’t but God help her, if Anna kept this up, she didn’t think she’d have much of a choice.
Anna slid a finger deep inside her.
Sam, her legs trembling, moaned.
Anna kissed her. “ Gorgeous.” She said, moving her finger back and forth. “ So warm and welcoming. You’re like liquid velvet inside, Sam. So soft.”
She fucked her, alternating the strokes between hard and fast and slow and gentle until Sam’s body began to respond and her hips began to move in rhythm. Anna’s kept going, her finger gliding in and out with beautiful ease, her mouth on Sam’s breasts, sucking and nibbling at her nipples until Sam’s inside began to throb and she realized she was close to coming.
Then she withdrew her finger. Pulling free of the warm, sticky channel that so desperately wanted her to stay and teasing Sam’s clit on the way out by giving it the slightest of touches before disengaging.
“ Not just yet.” Anna said, bringing her fingers up to her Sam’s face so Sam could savour the aroma of her own desire. “ See how gorgeous you are? How sensual? I adore the smell of clean, fragrant pussy.”
Her hands slid down Sam’s body and cupped her mound.
Sam’s pussy twitched, throbbed. Melted in a pool of liquid.
Fuck, she thought. Then, oh, God, touch me.
Anna touched her. Her fingers sliding between the soft, pink folds to coat themselves in juices. Her index finger finding the entrance to Sam’s vagina and pushing inside. Warmth immediately surrounding her as she fed her finger in as far as it would go before easing it out again, hovering on the very edge of Sam’s cunt before quickly slipping back inside to a hot, t
hrobbing welcome.
Sam groaned and Anna’s response was to kiss her. Unsurprised when Sam truly returned it this time.
This kiss lingered and with her free hand, she cupped Sam’s tit, massaging it between her fingers. Her thumb playing over the nipple until it stiffened and Sam groaned once more.
Her mouth followed, enveloping the hard, pink nub in warmth and wetness, tasting salt and traces of pussy juices left over from her fingers.
Meanwhile, her other hand continued to fuck her helpless captive. Her finger gliding in and out of Sam’s cunt with increasing urgency until Sam begged her to touch her clit.
“ So you want it now, do you?” Anna teased, slowing her fingers until they were barely moving. “ Are you sure about that? I don’t think your cunt wants me to leave, it’s practically sucking the fingers off my hand.”
“ No.. Yes…Please!”
“ Which?”
“ Touch me.”
Anna withdrew her finger, loving the way it felt almost glued with the fruits of Sam’s passion. She licked them clean. Smacking her lips so Sam knew what she was doing.
She kissed her throat, her breasts and then down her belly. Her tongue teasing the hollow of her navel before she got down on her knees and knelt in front of Sam’s pussy.
Gently, she blew on her fluff, and breathed in the warm aroma of musk. She smiled when Sam twitched and touched her thighs, marveling at the soft skin between her legs.
Her hands parted Sam’s pussy lips and she gazed at the swollen, deeply pink folds, thinking how lovely this was going to taste.
And then she licked her.
Sam gushed. She didn’t want to. She would have given a year’s salary not to. Except her sexuality didn’t seem to have cottoned on to this desire, and instead of standing there, stiff and uncaring, she was starting to come and not just come but really, fucking come!
Anna licked her, her finger, once more, buried deep inside her, stroking her cunt even as her tongue played havoc with her pussy. She found Sam’s clit and licked that too, pleased when Sam shuddered and her insides clenched at her finger. She twirled her tongue round the tiny bud, tasting the wonderful tang of pussy juices and feeling waves of heat roll off Sam’s body as her legs began to tremble.
She fucked her harder and hooked the end of her finger to find her G-spot, knowing she’d hit the spot when Sam moaned and thrust her groin in her face.
She stroked it remorselessly, jacking up the desire, her tongue licking and sucking at Sam’s clit, whilst above her, Sam writhed and gasped for breath and begged to be fucked harder still.
She all but came when Anna slid another finger inside her.
“ Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!” She cried, the fact she was tied by the wrists probably the only thing still keeping her upright. “ Fuck me! Take me!”
Anna fucked her. Her fingers moving in and out, her tongue lapping at Sam’s cunt. Fucking and tonguing her until finally, unable to hold back the wave of pleasure any longer, Sam stiffened, arched her back and came in a gush of juices.
Anna washed her face. The bowl of water she had used to wash Sam earlier was only tepid now, but it did the job and drying herself on the towel, she turned to where Sam still hung by her wrists and gazed at her. She wished she’d stop crying.
She’d been sobbing like that ever since she’d came. Great, hitching gulps that almost made Anna wish she’d gagged her too. She wouldn’t have been able to cry like that with her mouth tapped over that was for sure and she didn’t even know why she was crying? Not really.
Okay, she’d come. So what? It can’t have been that bad. She’d practically broken her fingers when she’d reached orgasm, her insides clutching her so hard she felt her knuckles crack. So why the big heartbreak now?
Getting up, she wiped Sam’s face with the edge of the towel and told her to hush. “ Why you crying?” She asked, wrapping her arm around her waist and giving her a squeeze. “ I know I shouldn’t have drugged you and tied you up and had my wicked way with you, and I suspect I’ll probably go straight to hell for doing it, but I sorta got the impression you were kinda enjoying it towards the end. You came like a fuckin’ train.”
Sam sniffed. “ I was.” She admitted.
“ So, what’s the problem? I do intend to keep my side of the bargain you know. I am going to have to knock you out again, I’m afraid, but I will dress you and I will leave you somewhere safe. I promise I am not going to hurt you.”
“ I know.”
Anna waited.
Sam swallowed. “ I don’t want you to.”
“ You don’t want me to, what? Knock you out? I’m sorry sweetie, but I’m going to have to. This place, it’s..”
“ No, not that.”
“ What then?”
“ I don’t want you to leave me somewhere safe. I don’t want you to leave me at all! I don’t know what to say. I was so scared! I thought you were going to kill me. I thought.. it was all over. That you were going to kill me and no one would ever know where I’d gone. Then you said you only wanted to fuck me and I didn’t believe that either. No one kidnaps someone just to fuck them.”
Anna chuckled. “ Wanna bet?”
Sam carried on as if she hadn’t spoken. “ But you did and I was determined, I was so determined not to come! I wasn’t going to give you the satisfaction. It wasn’t going to happen.”
“ Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men, pardon the pun.”
“ But you did! You made me come like.. like..”
“ That train?” Anna suggested.
“ Yes! And now.. Christ I don’t believe I’m saying this, but now I don’t want it to end. I want it to carry on. You and me, I mean. I want to be able to touch you, Anna. Fuck you. I want to know what it’s like. Sucking another women’s nipple. Touching her cunt. I want to know what it feels like when you come around my fingers. Shit! I am making such a balls of this.”
“ Balls are one thing I don’t do.” Anna laughed. “ Are you serious?”
Sam nodded. “ Yes! I know what you’re thinking. That I’m probably saying all this just to make you untie me, but I’m not! I really, truly want to fuck you.”
“ Do you know where you are?”
“ What do you mean?” Sam frowned. “ I don’t understand.”
Anna patted her bum. “ Then let me enlighten you. Right now, we’re miles from anywhere. Literally. It took me five hours to drive you out here. Five hours! Therefore, if I untie you and you do anything to me, the chances of you reaching civilization all by yourself are remote to non existent. There is no sat nav in my car. Do you understand that?”
Sam nodded silently.
“ Good. Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to let you go. I gotta say it’s against my better judgment, but I’m going to do it. If only because I could do with a good fuck after that and you’ve got to be better than something with batteries.”
“ I will be!”
“ Alright. Your arms are going to feel weird though, and you’re going to have one hell of a lot of pins and needles. Are you ready for that?”
Sam signaled she was.
Anna cut her down.
Released at last, Sam sank to the ground and tore off the blindfold. It was gloomy in the garage? House? But her eyes still stung and she wiped them with her hands, grateful when Anna passed her the towel. She buried her face in it.
Anna squatted down beside her. “ There’s a mattress in the corner.” She said, “ it’s old but it’s clean. When you’re ready, we’ll go over there. How you feeling?”
“ Alright.” Sam muttered behind the towel. “ Aside from my arms. And my face feels.. gritty. Is there any water left?”
“ I’ll get it for you.”
Sam stopped her. “ No, let me. I.. need to move. My arms. Shit! You weren’t kidding.”
Rem
oving the towel and avoiding looking at Anna; now she was under control again it was uncomfortable gazing upon another naked woman, Sam scuttled over to the bowl and rinsed her face. The water smelt musky. Her arms ached. Her pussy felt like it had been fucked by an army and her head throbbed. She wished she had a bloody big drink.
Instead she asked Anna to drag the mattress out to the middle of the room.
“ I’ll be able to see you then.” She said by way of explanation. “ It’s so dark in that corner and I want to be able to see all of you. I want to see you come.”
“ Can’t argue with that.” Anna said and went off to fetch it.
Sam waited. Waited for Anna to drag the mattress, dump it and then spread herself out on it. She wasn’t bad to look at she supposed. Her hair was long and dark, her body lean. Her breasts, although not overly large, were firm and her fluff was trimmed.
She beckoned Sam over with a single finger and patted the mattress beside her.
Sam settled herself down. The mattress felt chilly and lumpy. Her skin exposed. She breathed deep, amazed at what she was about to do.
Tucking her left arm behind Anna’s neck, she pulled her close and kissed her.
Their bodies touched Their breath mingled.
Sam held the knife to Anna’s throat.
“ Now.” She smiled, exerting the smallest amount of pressure. “ How does a girl go about tying you up?”
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