~All Bets are Off~ *Closed Thread*

Mary Anne’s body shivers, gooseflesh raising every hair on mon her excusive body. A soft sensual moan escapes her moist lips , again a shiver, Mary Anne’s body becomes more and more responsive to my kisses and playful nips. I roll from her with one last kiss, my eyes holding hers.

“Strip for me Mary Anne.”

My command yes but also a sweet seductive invitation to my young student to come and share what her body craves.
 
Held by his eyes, I stand when he reaches a hand to help me up.

I slowly do just that. Pealing my shirt from my shoulders, unhooking my bra, watching him the while.

Unsnapping my jeans, stepping out of them.
Bending to remove my panites.

I stand before him naked, feeling the heat of the fire and the heat of his gaze.

I step closer to him. He doesn't move.
 
I watch intently as Mary Anne strips, her movements shy, self conscious, yet her supple body is so exciting, so seductive her its youthful perfection. I lick my lips my breathing becomes ragged. I hold my breath as this beauty stands naked before me. She steps forward and yet I do not move.

“Dance for me Mary Anne……..Dance for me my love.”

My voice barely a whisper, my eyes hold hers, they smile, and invite, yet my words are those of command a command that must be obeyed.
 
“Dance for me Mary Anne……..Dance for me my love.”

Can I blame it on the wine? The brandy? No, that can't be why I start to sway.

Staring at him, moving as though in a dream, I dance. Slowly. Seductively. Then I feel the blush as my hands move to my breasts and then waist.

I swallow hard and then moan at his expression.

I slow my movments and stop. I have no idea why I have just danced naked for my professor.
 
My eyes hold Mary Anne’s they sap her will with their unblinking gaze, A smile slowly bows my lips as Mary Anne’s hips start to sway. Her movements slow, sensual, seductive, her hands tease her nipples, fondle her youthful body, Mary Anne swallows hard moans, and the heady musky aroma of her arousal fills my nostrils. Mary Anne dance slow and stops, there is confusion in her eyes as she stands there naked vulnerable submissive as I stand. My lips crush hers in a savage kiss, I sweep my young student into my Arms, carry her to the bedroom. I lay Mary Anne down then trail a silken cord across her breasts. A loop, her wrist captured, secured, then again I tease her supple body and now both of her delicate wrist are bound. The third cord trails up along the sensual curve of Mary Anne’s leg over the soft flesh of her inner thigh to tease her pussy then down again her ankle soon bound, finally Mary Anne lays on the bed spread eagled her body spread wide open to me.

I suckle each of her toes, kiss, and lick and nibble my way up the supple firm column’s of her legs. My nose nuzzles the downy auburn wisp of her Venus Mound, suddenly my tongue darts out to lick Mary Anne’s rose pink folds. I have not spoken a word, I have let the anticipation of each act build in the haughty beauty.
 
In an instant he’s moved and kisses me with full passion. I’ve never been kissed so powerfully. Then he sweeps me off my feet to carry me to a bedroom. His eyes are so darkly expressive they burn me with heat.

Easing me down on the bed he teases me with a silk cord across my breasts, my nipples so hard now it makes me shudder, that light silken caress. Without a sound he binds my wrists, I start to shake. No one has ever bound me, it’s a deep dark fantasy. I swallow hard as he takes another cord and binds my ankle, then the other. The vulnerability is heady, laying before him in this way.

How did we get to this? When his mouth finds my feet, kissing and licking I moan at the sensations. Up further until his mouth licks me, my pussy spread open to his mouth. My body jumps as he licks and I cry out, I feel the rush of heat and wet he inspires and see him raise his head briefly to look into my eyes.

I don’t know what to do with the feelings, I can’t really move my hands or legs, and I try and arch up into his mouth and feel him press me back down. My breathing ragged as he teases me. So open and vulnerable to whatever he wants to do to me. I feel a moments panic, then he looks at me again, his eyes so darkly seductive I capitulate and allow myself to FEEL, just feel.
 
Mary Anne so cool, so collected, so in control at all times, this was the buzz around the campus ever sense her freshman year. Oh yes my little captive had quite the reputation for her conquests, how she used men, played with them till she got what she wanted and then cast them aside, as if they where toys in a game. Yet now she was bond, vulnerable and defiantly not in control.


I loved the way she moaned, the way her golden head lulled side to side, the way her seductively tempting body jumped at the first touch of my tongue to her rose pink folds I raise my head, our eyes meet, I hold hers captive, a flash of panic in her eyes, her sensual hips arch to my mouth, a gentle hand on her flat abdomen, Mary Anne lays still her breathing ragged, then she relaxes her eyes flutter close as my mouth once more claims her.

I nibble at her clit, my tongue rapidly flutters across its fevered surface, two fingers easy in to the moist silken perfection of her vagina, lightly stroking, searching till I find that one illusive rough patch. They massage that sweet spot bring waves of pleasure to my captive beauty, I inhale deeply, and a cool stream of air bathes the feverish surface of her clit, Mary Anne, body quiver and squirms in ecstasy.
 
Professor Allen is quite amazing. Never being teased and tormented like this, I am lost in the feelings and lust he inspires. When his fingers find my secret spot, I flail against the cords and moan harshly. When the cooler air passes over my nub combined with the stroking it makes me strain more. Such teasing and torment, not enough to orgasm, but enough to make me insane with it.

"Please... please..." I pant, moaning and squirming. Begging for him to release me.
 
So many times I bring my captive little vixen to the very edge of ecstasy hold her there only to deny her the orgasm she so longs for.

"Please... please..."

Mary Anne pants, moaning and squirming, begging me to release her, to grant her some control. I am tempted, but do not yield to her, instead I use my mouth and fingers to please and tease Mary Anne she is now tittering again on the brink of ecstatic pleasure I start to ease her back down, but this time I lash her golden pussy with my tongue, my fingers fluttering across her G-spot till my bond beauty cums in a violent orgasm. Greedily I feast on her dewy sweet nectar till again Mary Anne’s body thrashes in her climax. I lift my head then kiss my way back up her supple form only to claim her lips, ravish her sweet mouth .

Mary Anne is breath less when I break our kiss. Slowly I get up and walk to the bathroom leavening her bound as I prepare my neck little surprise for her.
 
I am utterly shaken with the orgasm, my body quivering and quaking and spasming. I've never orgasmed with that kind of stimulation. When he continues to lick and drink from me, I come yet again.

As he kisses back up my body, his lips claim mine in a kiss that leaves me overcome with emotion and awe. Too soon, far too soon he leaves me disappearing while I am still bound.

I wait, and quiver. Try to free myself. No avail. I hear nothing, just the cabin settling around us.

My heart still beats frantically, I wait for him to return. Preparing to demand to be freed from these bindings. Wanting to make him feel even a 10th of what he made me feel. Wanting him to feel the orgasm, the passion.
 
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Ah Anna that smarts ouch.
I relax for a minute in the bathroom before making my preparations for Mary Anne’s next little adventure. I wonder what her reaction will be to what I have planned for her, well time will tell, as I lead her step by step to a world she never dreamed of, a world of sensual pleasure. Yes I muse to my self her days of control are now at an end.

I draw a bowl of warm steaming water, a bar of soap and the rest of what I’ll need then drape a hand towel over my shoulder. I return to my bond beauty so that she can not see what I carry, I let the anticipation of the unknown build to new heights as she lays there my adorable captive.

“Mary Anne you are so beautiful my dear so very desirable.”

My hands lovingly caress her supple body toying with her, teasing pleasing, rekindling all the sensations of pleasure she has so recently tasted. I reach down and bring the warm, wash clothe to her downy “Venus Mound” and I wash her it a very slow sensual manner. Next I lather that clothe and then Mary Anne’s soft downy pussy.

“Now lay very still my dear”

my voice soft tender sensual more a husky whisper , yet there is an edge of command to it. The razor glides across Mary Anne’s pussy leaving it bare in its wake I shave her pussy bare, not even the slightest wisp of down is left. I smile down at her the lower my lips to kiss her bare little pussy giving it a seductive lick.

“Mary Anne tell me what you want my dear?”
 
I can't get out the words demanding my release when he returns. He has me mesmerized. I feel his hands caress me again, making my body hum with sensation.

When he washes my pussy, I think that is one of the sweetest gestures a man can make until I feel the razor. Our eyes lock for a moment when he tells me to be still. Still? I wouldn't dream of moving- and I still have no voice. Me. Silent.

My god. This has got to be one of the most sensual moments of my life. I have often wondered what it would be like to be smooth but never seriously considered it for myself.

I find the razor gliding over my skin so erotic, so ... I don't even have the words for it. I am stunned by it. I wonder briefly about what I have gotten into here. I am out of my depth.

When he finishes the shave with a kiss and a lick, my body jerks and I moan.

“Mary Anne tell me what you want my dear?”

How can I tell him when I don't know? I shiver.

"Mary Anne, Tell ME," his voice is low, deep and has an edge to it. No shiver this time but a shudder passes over me in response.

"I DON'T know what I want. I want... I want..." My voice comes out shaky and that bothers me. My mind tries to work out what it is I DO want.

I start again with a steadier but lower voice, staring deep into his eyes.

"I want to feel ...more, but you scare me a little." Is scare the right word? I don't know. What I do know is how I want to feel him. Feel him in me, on me. I want to feel his climax. I want ...more.
 
Another brush of his lips against me, I shiver. Then he raises is head and stares at me, in me.

The heat of his gaze make me shiver again. Oh god... I want so much.

"I want to taste you. I want to make you feel like you made me feel. I want to feel you all over me."

I can't think of a thing more to say and feel my face flame with embarassment and break away from his gaze. Laying spread eagle on the bed, my now bald pussy exposed, I have never in my life felt so vulnerable and so ...wanton at the same time.
 
"I want to taste you. I want to make you feel like you made me feel. I want to feel you all over me."

I smile at Mary Ann and kiss her tenderly. I rise and reach under the bed. I fasten a collar around her slender neck, the chain light delicate but strong. I release her bonds and cuff Mary Ann’s hands behind her back. Slowly I strip in front of her wide eyes.

“Yes now please me my dear.”
 
I look up at him as he stands before me, my hands cuffed behind my back. The question of how must loom in my eyes for he nods when he sees it answering silently.

Leaning forward, I close my eyes and press my face against his stomach. Inhaling his scent, rubbing my face against him. I shift until I can have more movement and nuzzle him, drifting downward as my lips and tongue begin to caress his stomach, navel, lower belly then thigh. Lower I move until I can nudge his legs apart with my head and licking up his inner thighs.

I take a moment, shift and look up at him.

"Yes Mary Ann, just your mouth."

I lick between his balls and his thighs, one side then the other, letting my tongue wet him there before moving under his balls. Nipping and licking, kissing and using my tongue to explore his heavy sack and below. His cock is hard and jerks when I hit certain spots and it's obvious to me he enjoys this.

I lick up his cock, taking my time to tease his knob and suck him in for a moment before licking back down his shaft. Dammit, I want to touch him, use my hands, and it's frustrating to be hindered. I look back up at him and know with certainty he knows this, knows how I want to touch him.

With a moan I take his cock in my mouth and suck him in as deep as I can. Using my tongue to glide along him, sucking him and releasing his cock on the outslide to suck him in again. His moan is music and I suck harder, quickening my movements when I feel his hips begin a slight surge toward my mouth.

Is this what he wants? I look up again, his eyes are slitted with lust and I guess I have my answer. I feel the wet in my pussy as I suck him and realize I'm squeezing my legs together in time to my sucking mouth.

I suck him and slow when I feel him start to move faster. Letting him come to the edge and then not bringing him there. My jaw beginning to ache, I do it again, then again. My shoulders tense and strained with my hands behind my back, my thighs tight and straining.

When he grabs me by the hair and starts fucking into my mouth I suck greedily, harder, wanting his pleasure as intense as possible.
 
The bound beauty looks at me in otter disbelief, yet there is a fire in her deep dark eyes that betray the dark desires burning in Mary Ann’s inner core. I smile down at Mary Ann as her tongue tentively reaches out to taste me for the first time. Soon she has abandoned her self to pleasing me with her ruby red lips. The soft grating of Mary Ann’s pearly white teeth of the ridged ardor she cokes from me is heavenly yet I see a little smile of contentment as she smiles around my cock now lodged deep in her warm sweet mouth .

“So my proud little beauty thinks she is in control.”

My fingers curl cruelly into her lustrous locks their silken perfection the perfect hand holds as I cruelly ravish her mouth. I use her throat and mouth as I chose, Mary Ann gasps and swallow in a desperate effort to keep up with my pounding , cock that now processes her sweet mouth and throat so completely.

Just before the delight of her mouth can bring me to fulfillment . I suddenly withdraw. from Mary Ann’s mouth. Forcing her to her hands and knees I spread her lily whit thighs and then ram my harden lust into her moist grasping pussy and then hold her completely motionless ,in her need and burning frustration I demand that she tells me of her need, to beg for what she now wants more than life it’s self.
 
All I have control of .....

is my lips and mouth. I suck and taste him. I open my mouth and let his length slide down my throat. Silken hardness. My mouth closes around him and I suck deeply. I hear his breath - ragged and costly - he feels me - he knows. I suck him deep into my mouth - hard - harder - deeper - I must lick my lips at his sex. So hard and now with my mouth so wet.

I do not do anything with him more, I'm unable. I can only use my mouth. When he snatches himself from my mouth I don't know what to do.

This was my trial, my obsession. I lay here with my arms and legs bound and can't really fathom the reason, except this has gone wrong. The scenario my roommate and I have proposed has taken a life of its own and I NO LONGER HAVE CONTROL.

That is it.

I don't control this situation. That scares me.
 
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