Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  Still in my skirt, stockings and heels, I walked back to him and began to unclip the handcuffs. I could see the relief wash over his face, but then he realised that I had unclipped them only from the chain above, and not from him.

  I grabbed the handcuffs and led him by them to the bed. As I pushed him down onto the sheets, I looked down and asked, "What do you want the most?"

  He seemed stunned by the question, and was quiet for a moment. I took this moment and tied a scarf around his mouth, keeping his silence. He blinked, stunned, and tried to talk through the scarf. Hearing only moans, I carried on and leaned over him, my breast looming over his face as I attached the handcuffs in turn to the bedposts above him.

  Again taking a scarf from over the head of the bed, I wrapped its length twice over his eyes before tying it. The knot was between his eyes and I knew he wouldn't be able to see a thing. I took a condom from the box on the cabinet and, ripping away the wrapped with my teeth, rolled it quickly over him.

  - -

  She sat on me quickly and I could feel the heels of her shoes against my legs. The outside of her pussy pushed my dick against me, and she shifted slightly over the feel of it. I felt her fingertips run over my chest, my sides, and through the hair that led to my pubes. Raising herself slightly, she let her fingers trace that line down to my crotch and took hold of my dick, guiding it.

  I was helpless.

  - -

  As I pushed down, he thrust his hips up into me. I edged my skirt a little farther up as we shifted around each other and sat fully on his length. He felt great and as I fucked him, all he could do was moan against the gag and make those sweet, subtle movements under me.

  - -

  I wanted to tell her that I was about to cum. I had been struggling so long to contain myself. I strained against the restraints, pushing myself into Molly. Her moans had grown to screams and I knew she must be about to cum.

  The idea- the idea of Molly cumming- drove me wilder and I knew I couldn't wait.

  - -

  I watched as his cock twitched, spurting the last of his cum. Slowly I leaned over him, edging forward with my legs straddling his torso. I raised the blindfold slowly from his eyes. He blinked and then, slowly, focused on me. His eyes were wide and startled, and I knew then that he hadn't expected this.

  "What?" I said, undeterred. "Next time I won't be gentle!"

  He'd get used to it.

  Hello

  After chatting online for almost nine months, talking on the phone for hours until finally we decide it's time, and nervously make plans at last. You book a room allowing you to feel safer, more in control. Friends knowing where you are, still in your hometown, but not ready for me at your home. I drive 2 hours to meet you, almost turning back twice; will you want me, like me? Feeling like a teenager on a first blind date, I continue. You call to let me know you are there, giving me the room number, telling me to hurry.

  At last, I get there and find your room, palms sweaty, and throat dry I knock on the door. You stand there wearing only a black silk robe, dark stockings and heels. We stand and look at one another, the light from the open drapes framing you 'My god you're more beautiful than I could ever have imagined'.

  Closing the door behind me, I step forward take you in my arms and we kiss. Gently at first savouring our moment together after a long wait, I smell your perfume simple and natural just shampoo and soap, As we kiss I taste you, you're fun side coming out as I taste strawberry on your lips and I feel you smile knowing I'm tasting it. Reluctantly I break the kiss, stepping back I just want too look at you. As we pull apart, I gently tug your robe a bare, beautiful breast slips free of the material, our eyes follow its path and then we catch each other's eye and smile. You take your breast in your hand raise it to me as I lower my mouth I begin to lick and suck your nipple taking it in my mouth softly holding it between my teeth, my tongue flicking over the tip. Your hand holds my head pulling me to you, as my hands remove your robe it falls silently to the floor I move to your other nipple; again sucking it deeply into my mouth.

  Eventually, reluctantly I take my mouth from your tits. Stepping back I look at you, naked except for your stockings and shoes, gorgeous, body, smooth, soft and curved; tits slightly drooped with motherhood, nipples hard and inviting, pussy bare and smooth, labia peeking through already wet with anticipation. God, I want you. I pick you up, carrying you through to the bed. I lay you down and remove my jacket and shirt before hesitating nervously then removing my shoes, socks, and trousers, you watch, fingers teasing your lips and me both, as you play. You remember how much I like to watch. Naked at last, I join you on the bed.

  Starting at your feet, I begin to lick and kiss my way up your body. Each toe gets a small kiss before I begin my journey up your legs. Raising them, I tickle behind your knees, my tongue trailing down your thigh, your hips rise- ready for me, but I won't take the invitation and continue my journey to your belly, your tits and finally your mouth ... before lowering myself again to your belly, moving down until at last I reach your hot mound. You bend your knees, raising your hips to meet me, as my tongue touches your hard bud. Your hands grip the back of my head, pulling me in, forcing me onto you. I suck your clit into my mouth, my hands slide under your raised ass gripping your cheeks as my thumbs pull your pussy petals open. You relax your grip on my head allowing me to explore you. I lick round and round your pussy lips, tasting you, savouring you, I lap up your juices as my tongue enters you reaching deep within you. The scent of your sex fills my lungs as I breathe it in. I start to fuck you with my tongue, gently in and out, then move to your clit licking , teasing, biting softly, feeling you tense and moan as I do. Knowing you like a little pain, I bite harder as two of my fingers enter your pussy reaching up in you, finding your g spot. The gentle assault on your body continues fingers deep in your wet pussy, mouth on your clit.

  Your moans grow louder, a beautiful sound for me knowing I'm bringing you to climax. Your hips begin to move, your hands tight on my head, slowly but surely you begin to cum. Your body tenses then begins to shiver, your moans grow louder until a small scream escapes your lips. I take my fingers from your pussy, releasing your clit as my mouth clamps tight over your pussy, sucking you in, drinking your juices as you cum, a beautiful food for my soul. More and more they flow filling my mouth until your climax subsides. I make my way back up your body as you relax and we kiss deeply our tongues dancing. You taste yourself on my lips, eventually, unable to breathe, we pull apart, look deep in each others eyes...and speak our first word...

  Another Letter to “v.”

  Dear girl, of course you can sit on My lap. Why, in fact, I insist you do. I also insist that you be nude while doing it. So, that way, I can "accidentally" slip My penis into your dripping vagina. But don't cum yet (I know you will, for you always cum before Me) or I'll need to spank you. Uh ohhhh... It looks like you've kept true to form and cum all over My lap again. Naughty girl! Now I will have to spank your tight, little bottom.

  Stretch out across My lap, like a good, little girl, would you? Ahhhh, that's soo nice. Can you feel My hand on your bottom? Can you, My sweet? you know what's coming, don't you? But you love this treatment, don't you? Of course you do. you even relish it. you never flinch or clench or shy away. No, My pet, you merely wait for that inevitable first slap on your soft buttock. I hear a sigh of relief escape your mouth as the first blow comes with a resounding *SLAP!* Then another. And another. After the third, I feel you start to squirm on my lap. So, as usual, I slip my free hand between your legs and feel your juices start to flow freely from your sex.

  I take a breath through my nose and let My nostrils and mind fill with the glorious scent that is your womanhood. Ahhhh. It recharges My resolve to give you what I desire: What you, yourself, desire – Discipline and purpose. And Love.

  With each consecutive spank to your bottom, I feel more and more of your juices flow from your vaginal orifice and run down my thigh, forming a p
uddle on the floor beneath us. This punishment continues, as it always does, as it must, until its inevitable conclusion.

  So, I continue spanking your, now reddened, bare bottom. After each stinging strike I give you a little reprieve by rubbing your buttocks with My soft hands. (The reason My hands are so soft is because, every night, before bedtime, I give you a nice, lotioned, full-body massage. I do this, of course, because it makes our bodies slide so slickly into each other as we make love. And the extra lubrication never hurts for those nights that I crave your tight, oh-so hot, puckered, pink anus!) Each slap gets progressively harder and shorter so it stings, just a little bit more. They also come farther and farther apart. I give you more time to concentrate on the pain/pleasure that you're receiving. But the rubbing of your buttocks becomes harder and rougher, which makes it even more painful. Eventually, it reaches the point where you don't know which is worse: The painful spanking or the constant pressure that My fingers are putting on your assaulted flesh!

  you squirm. I laugh, outwardly, which causes you to shudder in mock fear.

  *SLAP!* I land another one on your now crimson buttocks. I take a finger and rub it lightly across your vaginal labia. With that same hand, now dripping with your own wetness, I slap your bottom again. The wetness makes the sound even more pronounced and you jump! Startled, you try to escape. But you know that I will not let you up until you've achieved your goal so you calm back down when you feel My hands grip you tighter. The safety of My strong hands and big lap makes you feel so warm, so loved.

  Just then, I rub My hand across your sensitive clitoris much harder than before. I do it again and again and, each time I do it, it feels like a million volts of electricity are coursing through your nervous system. I know this because your whole body spasms each time I assault it!

  Ohhhh, my dear, little girl... your body seems so fragile when it's curled up on My lap like this. I love it when you somehow manage to end-up curled in my lap from the stretched-out position you had originally assumed. I don't like cats (being allergic) but, if I did, I would want one to sleep in My lap, exactly like you're doing.

  But, right now, My hand is cramping so I want you to cum for Me, little girl. "Cum as if your very life depends on it," I whisper in your ear. This permission is all you were waiting for as your body goes into near-violent convulsions and your vagina literally explodes, spilling your juices on My thighs!

  Ohhhhhh, my little friend! That fragrant perfume fills My senses and overloads My mind, causing My erection to swell to Titanic proportion! Seeing My discomfort, you get down on all fours and beg Me out loud to use your body. Without a word, I drop to My knees and sink My manhood into your creamy slit and cum as soon as I hit bottom.

  Panting and puffing we regain our composure. No easy task, that, because it feels like we've released our sanity through that orgasm. But, once our heart rates return to normal, we know that everything will be all right. Nothing on this Earth can harm us as long as we face it together.

  ~~~~~~~~~~

  Now, it's getting late so go get ready for bed, My pet.

  Get out the lotion and be ready to assume your rightful submissive position.

  Ahhhh, it's going to be another great night.

  Pampering

  Its late afternoon, You have been here for a couple of wonderful days and nights, Wwe have decided that Wwe will actually get out of bed at some point and go out for the evening. i am watching You sleep and i am tempted to just lie there beside You until You wake, but i want to do something nice, to surprise you.

  i get myself showered and looking good for You, but there is no cleaning the thoroughly fucked look of my face, so I grin at myself in the mirror and quietly prepare a treat for You.

  i run the bath, adding some spicy smelling oil to the water and watching it colour the water. Having drawn the blinds in the bathroom, to shut out the sun, i fire up a number of candles, moving them about the bathroom to get a soft, warm glow in the room, enough to see by, but not much brighter. i light a couple of small burners, with exotic smelling oil in them to fragrance the room, and i lay out all the things i think i will need.

  Still being quiet, i go into the kitchen, to get You a bottle of pepsi, going back into the bedroom with it, placing it on the table on Your side of the bed.

  You are sleeping still, like a starfish, opened up and covering half the bed. i know that under the covers, You are still naked from Oour earlier, wonderful sex and i have to fight the impulse to just crawl under there with You, but fight it i do, and i kneel on the mattress near You and lean down and kiss Your mouth gently and stroke the skin on Your shoulder and out flung arm until You wake. Then i kiss You deeply and offer You the drink. While You sit up and sip, i tell You i have run a bath and would be delighted if You let me bath You. Even after all Wwe have done over the previous day and night, my skin still colours up at the look You give me.

  In the bathroom the candles are flickering, bouncing light around the room and off the mirrors, and the water is dark and smooth looking. After making sure i got the temperature just right, You slip into the warm water which feels slightly silky from the oil. i place a small pillow behind Your head and smile at You as You lay back into the water and look so relaxed and pleased. i have two sponges, one is soft as silk and one is rough. i start by washing Your face with the soft sponge, kissing Your forehead, Your eyes, Your cheeks as i work around Your lovely face with the cloth. i am wearing only a satin robe and the sleeves get damp from the steam and the drips of water from the sponge, You notice and remark on this, but i only smile and carry on.

  i move to the bottom of the bath, sitting on the edge, i take Your foot, resting the heel on one open palm, i take the rougher sponge, covered in bath gel, and i begin to wash Your foot, slowly, careful to stroke every inch and every nook with the sponge, working it between Your toes, along the instep, over the heel and back, only pausing to draw a toe occasionally into my mouth to slide it against my tongue briefly, before returning to the sponging. i work the sponge up your calf, moving in small circular motions, being very gentle, knowing the scrub of the sponge is working against Your skin and will feel rough, but good with the warm water and the soothing oil. i massage the back of your knee, and kiss the clean, spicy smelling skin above Your knee. i work further up Your leg along the length of your thigh, up to your hip, kissing each area of skin once i have washed it, only ever shifting my focus from my task, to look at Your face, taking delight in Your closed eyes and slight smile. i return to my starting position, and repeat this process slowly and carefully with Your other leg until i am back at your hips, my face and hair a little damp from the wet skin i kissed as i worked.

  Kneeling now beside the bath, i take Your hand and slip Your index finger into my mouth, holding it firmly in the warm wetness against my tongue and sucking slightly while i wash Your arm, looking into Your face as i do. i slide Your finger out of my mouth, nipping the tip slightly and briefly with my teeth and smile quietly at myself as You raise an eyebrow at me. As i wash and kiss Your other arm, i hold Your hand in mine, tightly, feeling all the small bones through the slippery skin, remembering what these hands have done to me over this visit.

  i cant help myself, and i have to stop and lean across the bath to kiss Your smiling mouth again, before moving onto washing Your chest and Your stomach. Still kneeling, i lean over the bath to reach and massage the gel directly onto Your skin, mixing firm and gentle strokes with my fingers over the soft skin, careful to pay enough attention to Your nipples to raise a fresh smile from You, which makes me kiss You again.

  i ask You at this point if You would please sit up and lean forward, i want to be able to reach Your back and shoulders, You move smoothly into the new position and i sit on the edge of the bath again, behind You and admire the skin stretching across Your shoulders and with the sponge again i work a fine lather across, then down Your back.

  i tilt Your head forward and soak Your hair with the shower nozzle, massa
ging the exposed back of Your neck as i do, and then rub shampoo into the short hair, working my finger tips in hard and tiny movements from the back of Your head to the front, making Your scalp tingle and waking You up thoroughly from the softly relaxed mode You had slipped into in the midst of the warmth and the flickering light. i rinse the lather from Your head, and i wipe and kiss Your face dry, before You stand up and step out of the bath, into my open arms as i wrap a warm towel around You and hold You so close to me.

  It is very, very much later before Wwe actually get out the house.

  Summertime

  A hot summer day where your only choices are to swim or to stay in the shadow. Obviously you can't wear anything but swimming suits and there are times when even a bikini is a drag. I'm talking; hot!

  On such a day, I was cooling myself at the bar with a drink. I had only black bikinis on. My dear friends were at the mall, shopping for bikinis or whatever. I was thinking of keeping my skin dry until they arrived, but it just got too hot and I had to get into the sea.