Bound for Trouble

by Alison Tyler

  He comes forward, stands in front of her. She lifts her head and he brushes the hair away from her pretty face.

  “Do you think you could suck him while I spank you?” I ask Lexi. I ask it the way I might ask for a second round at the bar, in an if-it’s-not-too-much-trouble sort of way.

  Lexi opens her mouth. Dave undoes his jeans. In seconds, she’s sucking him, slurping him, wetting his cock all over, and I’m punishing her ass for her in a fast, powerful manner. I love the way her bottom looks now. All red and blushing. As she works Dave’s cock, I tug the thread of lace between her asscheeks, stimulating her asshole again. I tug over and over. She groans around Dave’s rod, and I decide it’s time to press forward. I slip the thong down her thighs and dip two fingers into her split. She’s drenched, as I expected.

  “Do you know what I like to do to a bad girl after I spank her?” I ask Lexi.

  She mumbles a word that sounds like “No,” around Dave’s cock. Dave moans.

  “I fuck her asshole.” I touch Lexi’s as I say the words.

  Lexi pulls off Dave’s cock and looks at me. Then she looks up at Dave. She’s panting, and we can all smell the perfume of her arousal.

  “Let’s go to the bedroom,” I say.

  On my big mattress, Lexi’s in the center. Dave has to fuck her first. He has to. Watching her get a spanking almost finished him off. Her blow job was icing. Thinking about me taking her asshole is too much for him to consider. Dave gets her doggy-style and he plunges his cock into her pussy. I stand across the room and keep tabs on the action. Lexi locks her eyes on me. She heard what I said before, and I know she’s thinking about what I told her. Has she had her asshole fucked before? I’m guessing no. I’m guessing that Lexi will blow you like a pro, that she will spread her legs over her head if you want, but that up until tonight, her tight pucker has been off limits.

  Dave fucks her, and leans forward, biting her shoulders, grinding his hips against hers. He is so excited, he can’t help but come quickly, pounding into her as he reaches his limits. Then he sighs and pulls out. His eyes meet mine. What’s next? He’s asking without words. What do you want, Hank? What do you want from me?

  I nod to the living room and he grabs up a blanket from the bed and heads out there. He doesn’t mind. Dave and I have that special sort of relationship with no jealousy and no pain. We serve each other’s needs. Right now, he’s willing to give me what I want: Alone time with Lexi.

  Her eyes are still huge at the thought of me taking her tight little asshole. I come to the bed and I say, “I’m going to tie you down for this. Are you okay with that?”

  She nods, so serious, then asks, “Will it hurt?”

  “No, baby. Not the ass-fucking. But I want to whip you a little more first.”

  She sucks in her breath and nods again. I’ve opened up a whole new world for Lexi. She puts her hands out, waiting. I have the cuffs ready. I bind her like the pro I am.

  As I stretch out her body, preparing her for my belt, I start to realize my feelings have changed. I have taken care of Dave’s girls so often that the movements had lost a bit of their thrill. But Lexi’s different. I suddenly find myself wanting to make this last. I show her my belt. I bring the metal buckle to her lips. She shakes her hair out of her face and she kisses the silver. My cock fucking throbs.

  I double the leather and snap the belt in the air. Then I stripe her. Lexi’s skin is still glowing from the over-the-knee spanking I gave her. The stripes manage to stand out in bold relief even over the pinkness on her plump cheeks. After I land ten, I drop the belt and rub her ass with my palms. Lexi draws her knees up under her body, and I see what she’s doing. The concept of me fucking her hole is mesmerizing to her. Unconsciously or consciously—I don’t know which—she’s splitting herself for me. I grab the lube and get ready.

  “I’ve never…” she starts, confirming what I thought before.

  “I know.”

  I drizzle the lube between her asscheeks and then I slowly begin to toy with her hole. Lexi moans and arches her body as if I am playing with her clit, arching differently from how she moves in the bar. Oh, dear lord. She’s one of those girls. I bet I could make her come if I kept doing this. But my cock is demanding satisfaction. I won’t be able to hold off forever.

  When I’m sure she’s nice and lubed—when my fingers slide easily inside her tight hole—I strip and join her on the bed. Lexi’s wrists are still cuffed, but she continues to make my life easier. She lifts her ass for me, parts her legs. I spread her wide and press the head of my cock at her opening.

  “You ready?” I ask, even though we both know she’s more than ready. She’s dying for this.

  “Oh, god, yes. Hank, fuck me. Fuck my ass.”

  I push hard, and she cries out. I think of Dave in the other room. He’s got to be listening and imagining what we’re doing in here. He’s probably jacking himself off on the sofa. I know I would be.

  Lexi starts to fuck me back, and my estimation of her rises again. She’s an active participant, unlike some of Dave’s girls who have just taken it. Accepted their fate. This is exciting to me. I hold still, and Lexi fucks my cock with her ass. My breathing speeds up. I feel like the virgin for once. How’d a girl like her, a girl I thought I could see through, change the power? I don’t even care at this point. I let Lexi fuck me hard and fast, and right when I know I’m at my limits, I reach my hand under her to tweak her clit. I press my thumb directly on her trigger, and she climaxes like a dream. Her whole body seems to contract and release, and my cock receives the pleasure in waves.

  I come on the end of her orgasm, filling her ass with my spend. She dissolves onto my sheets, turning her head, seeming to bury herself in my pillows. I pull out, undo her wrists, kiss her parted lips.

  Then I take her to the shower, to wash her. I know Dave is probably asleep on my couch, his fist wet with his own come. He won’t bother us, won’t think to disturb us.

  Lexi’s ass is still lovely and red. I shampoo her hair; I scrub off the rest of her makeup. When I towel her dry, she is luminous. I dress again, then stand her in front of the mirror in my bathroom and I reach for my scissors. Lexi stares at me, but she doesn’t say a word. In a few minutes, I’ve changed her hairstyle, gotten rid of those long feathers, given her a neat, slightly punkish cut. I always know. That’s a gift more than a skill. I can see a piece of furniture and understand what I have to do. I can see a girl and the same feeling runs through me.

  Lexi’s too-short skirt, her skimpy halter, seem inappropriate now. I get her one of my white work shirts and she buttons it up, rolls the sleeves, stares at me expectantly, then over my shoulder.

  She’s looking at the strop on the back of my door.

  “Not for now,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re not ready.”

  Everything about her is different. She’s the human embodiment of my best work. I saw the raw material. I made something new without destroying the old.

  “Can I sit next to you tomorrow?” she asks me. Her voice is hushed, subdued. I tousle her hair. I kiss her lips. “I’d expect nothing else,” I say.

  “Can I ask you another question Hank?”

  I wait for it.

  “Why don’t you ever fix that bar stool? The scarred one.”

  I lead her by the hand to my studio. We’ll let Dave sleep in peace. “I only take the time to fix the things I care about,” I say. “I don’t waste my time.”

  She has her hand on my belt. She’s pulling loose the buckle. “Fix me again,” she asks.

  I push her hand away. My cock is hard. I don’t know how we’re going to make this work. Lexi, and Dave and myself. But I’ve got all the tools, and I’ve got the time. And in my world, that’s all anyone needs.

  ABOUT THE AUTHORS

  VIDA BAILEY lives in Ireland and occasionally takes breaks from her busy schedule of procrastinating to write a saucy story or two. You can find her upcoming work in Kristina Wright’s Sweet and Sexy anthology and Aliso
n Tyler’s Big Book of Bondage, Sudden Sex and Morning Noon and Night.

  KRISTY LIN BILLUNI (sexygrammar.com) is a writing teacher and ten-year owner of a small business called Sexy Grammar, which arouses writers with free online lessons, editing and collaboration services. Before she found her life’s work as The Sexy Grammarian, she tramped through San Francisco’s and Boston’s kink and sex-work undergrounds.

  LAILA BLAKE (www.lailablake.com) is a bi-lingual German native with an MA in applied linguistics, working as a translator and English teacher in Cologne, Germany. She spends her evenings and weekends penning character-driven romance and erotica and is just about to sell the rights to her first novel.

  RACHEL KRAMER BUSSEL (rachelkramerbussel.com) is the editor of Please, Sir; Yes, Sir; He’s on Top; Cheeky Spanking Stories; Spanked, Bottoms Up; Anything for You: Erotica for Kinky Couples; Twice the Pleasure: Bisexual Women’s Erotica; Baby Got Back: Anal Erotica; Best Bondage Erotica 2011, 2012, 2013 and many other erotica anthologies.

  HEIDI CHAMPA (heidichampa.blogspot.com) has been published in numerous anthologies including Best Women’s Erotica 2010, Playing With Fire, Irresistible and Best Erotic Romance 2013. She has also steamed up the pages of Bust Magazine. She can also be found at Clean Sheets, Ravenous Romance, Oysters and Chocolate and The Erotic Woman.

  ANDREA DALE (andreadaleauthor.com) has been called a “legendary erotica heavy-hitter” by the über-legendary Violet Blue. Her work has appeared in twenty year’s-best volumes as well as about one hundred other anthologies from Soul’s Road Press, Harlequin Spice and Cleis Press. She’s fascinated by doorways and portals, and the mysteries and opportunities they represent.

  KIKI DELOVELY (kikidelovely.wordpress.com) is a queer femme writer/performer whose work has appeared in various publications, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2011 and 2012, The Big Book of Bondage, and Say Please: Lesbian BDSM Erotica. Kiki’s passions include magical realism, the Oxford comma and taking on research for her writing.

  AMY DILLON’S fiction has appeared in the anthologies Her Way: Romantic Femdom Stories and Asking for It: Female Submissive Erotica. She lives in California with her boyfriend, a cat and at least one yummy pair of boots.

  BENJAMIN ELIOT loves his wife, his kids, and his old piece-of-crap car. For the record, he can fix a toilet and even install a faucet. Benjamin was never one for fairy tales, but in college he found he could really get into a good meaty Greek myth. His work has appeared in Alison’s Wonderland.

  BEATRIX ELLROY is an ex-librarian book-hound with a love of words: the dirtier the better. This is her entry into the world of erotica as a writer. Previous work has included everything from articles about computer games to literary fiction, but erotica is her passion and her weakness.

  As a naughty girl on a journey of self-discovery as an erotic writer, TAMSIN FLOWERS (tamsinflowers.com) is as keen to entertain her readers as she is to explore every aspect of male and female erotica.

  GRAYDANCER’S (graydancer.com) sex-positive fiction and nonfiction has appeared in many anthologies. He is a sex educator, performer and activist and part of the Erotication websites. He is known for his “Ropecast” (a kinky podcast) and kinky unconferences (“GRUEs”) throughout the world.

  TILLY HUNTER (tillyhunter.co.uk) is a British author and newspaper journalist with a wicked imagination and a fondness for stories of good food, simple living and BDSM. Her work has been published by Xcite Books and the websites Every Night Erotica and Oysters & Chocolate.

  D. L. KING’S (dlkingerotica.blogspot.com) short stories have appeared in titles such as Best Women’s Erotica; One Night Only; Luscious; Please, Ma’am and many others. She is also the editor of Seductress, The Harder She Comes, Spankalicious, Voyeur Eyes Only, Carnal Machines, Spank!, The Sweetest Kiss and Where the Girls Are.

  ANNABETH LEONG (annabethleong.blogspot.com) has written erotica of many flavors—dark, romantic, kinky, vanilla, straight, lesbian, bi and ménage. She frequently gets schooled at bondage cons for not using hemp rope. Her work has been published by Cleis, Xcite, Circlet, Coming Together and others.

  K. LYNN (writerklynn.com) has been a longtime fan of the erotica market, sneaking in reading time when no one was watching. She enjoys subverting the gender stereotypes in her writing and looks forward to exploring that more in the future. When she’s not writing short stories, she’s working on her novels.

  SOMMER MARSDEN’S (sommermarsden.blogspot.com) been called “…one of the top storytellers in the erotica genre” (Violet Blue) and “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler). Her erotic novels include Boys Next Door, Learning to Drown and Restless Spirit.

  GISELLE RENARDE (donutsdesires.blogspot.com) is author of the 2012 Rainbow Award–winning trans-lesbian romance The Red Satin Collection, 2011 Rainbow Awards Honorable Mention My Mistress’ Thighs: Erotic Transgender Fiction and Poetry, as well as Anonymous, Ondine, Audrey & Lawrence and many dozens of e-books.

  TERESA NOELLE ROBERTS (teresanoelleroberts.com) writes sexy stories for lusty romantics of all persuasions. Look for her BDSM romance Knowing the Ropes from Samhain. Her work has appeared in The Big Book of Bondage; Best Bondage Erotica 2011, 2012 and 2013; and other provocatively titled anthologies.

  KATHLEEN TUDOR is a writer and editor who sometimes walks on the wild side. Her work has appeared in anthologies from Cleis, Xcite, Mischief HarperCollins and many more. Watch out for news of new releases as well as hot stories on her website, KathleenTudor.com.

  SOPHIA VALENTI (sophiavalenti.blogspot.com) is the author of Indecent Desires, an erotic novella of spanking and submission. Her fiction has appeared in a number of kinky erotica anthologies, including The Big Book of Bondage, Twisted and Cuffed.

  SASKIA WALKER (saskiawalker.co.uk) is a British author whose short fiction appears in over eighty anthologies. Her erotic novels include Rampant, The Harlot, The Libertine and The Jezebel. Saskia lives in Yorkshire, England with her real-life hero, Mark, and a house full of stray felines.

  ABOUT THE EDITOR

  Called “a trollop with a laptop” by East Bay Express, “a literary siren” by Good Vibrations and “the mistress of literary erotica” by Violet Blue, ALISON TYLER is naughty and she knows it.

  Over the past two decades, Ms. Tyler has written more than twenty-five explicit novels, including Tiffany Twisted, Melt with You, and The ESP Affair. Her novels and short stories have been translated into Japanese, Dutch, German, Italian, Norwegian, Spanish and Greek. When not writing sultry short stories, she edits erotic anthologies, including Alison’s Wonderland, Kiss My Ass, Skirting the Issue and Torn.

  Ms. Tyler is loyal to coffee (black), lipstick (red) and tequila (straight). She has tattoos, but no piercings; a wicked tongue, but a quick smile; and bittersweet memories, but no regrets. She believes it won’t rain if she doesn’t bring an umbrella, prefers hot and dry to cold and wet, and loves to spout her favorite motto: You can sleep when you’re dead. She chooses Led Zeppelin over the Beatles, the Cure over NIN, and the Stones over everyone. Yet although she appreciates good rock, she has a pitiful weakness for ’80s hair bands.

  In all things important, she remains faithful to her partner of eighteen years, but she still can’t choose just one perfume.