Marlies 2
Marlies sat on a chair by the kitchen table. She was wearing sneakers, a white tee-shirt and a faded denim jacket and there was color on her cheeks. Her legs were stretched out in front of her and her ankles were crossed. She held her glass towards him and he poured more red wine for her.
“So..”
“No, please let me, Paul...” she interrupted,” I am not sure that i´ll take the room, not after this has happened, but…
There was a long pause while she slowly took a sip of wine.
“I mean, it would be so...awkward, when we have...been together…
He let out a sigh and leaned against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed over his chest and still holding the wine bottle.
“I can keep a secret and I think that you can too, Marlies…
“I know, but it would still be…
“Don´t go anywhere...” he interrupted, put the bottle down and left the room. She could hear him going upstairs. In theory, she could run to the room, get her skirt and leave. She rose and topped off her glass, the sat down, exactly as before. She had no plans for the next day or so. She was the kind of woman who never stepped out of line or did anything wild and crazy. In fact, she even had “being more impulsive” on her list of things to do in 2019. She could hear him coming down the stairs again now. She realized that her heart was beating fast now. She tried to act cool, when he came back to the kitchen, she was casually putting her glass down again.
“So...you didn´t run away” he asked, keeping his hands behind his back. She said nothing, following him with her eyes and tried not to smile. On the kitchen counter, her phone vibrated with an incoming message. She ignored it.
“Should we perhaps discuss the...well, rules?
“Brilliant idea, Marlies...Which rules do you want?
“Ehm, I am kinda new to this..” she said, trying hard to sound ironic.
“So am I...but I am willing to learn.
“Are you gonna...tie me up, Paul?
“That was my idea...I mean, we have to start somewhere…
She realized that he was almost as nervous as she was. Then she sat up straight and took a final sip before she took her jacket off.
“Give me your hand, please…
She let out a loud, almost theatrical sigh, but held a hand toward him, without looking at him. She noticed that his hands were shaking a little as he began to tie soft white rope around her wrist.
“Are you going to keep me tied up all the time until Sunday?” she asked as she looked away as she held her other hand towards him.
“No...i have a 12 hour stint tomorrow.
“Ohh...What do you do, Paul?”
“I´m a doctor”
“Cool”
Her wrists were tied together now.
“We never got to discuss the rules…
“I know...i guess I just have to trust you now…
Then she rose, so violently that it made her chair fell over. That made him drop the rest of the rope. She grabbed his shirt with both hands.
“Look at me,” she demanded,” Yes, I am new to this, but I am very curious…
“And I, who thought that all young women were feminists these days…
“Oh, this is very much feminism...That I, a young woman, dares to explore her own sexuality…
He took one step, placed his foot on the rope, making her bend slightly over. She looked up at him. Her eyes were on fire, but a hint of a smile was lurking at the corner of her mouth.
“If you start talking about mansplaining too, I might have to spank you”
“That´s it!..That´s is our stop-word!”
“What, Mansplaining?”
“Yes, exactly...Will you remember and respect that, Paul?
He took one small step closer, putting the other foot on the rope, making her hands almost touch the floor and she had to bent her knees too.
“Yes, of cause!”
“Good” she said and dropped to her knees.
Then he turned around and took a few steps towards the hallway.
“Bring me the rope, please…
He held his hand out, but din´t look at her. She rose and took a few fast steps. Then she put the end of the rope in his hand.
“One thing,” she said as he put the rope over his shoulder,” Now that you made me do...well, this, I want it to be...real...I mean, i´ll get really angry if you cunt it short after half an hour or so...It is very unlikely that i´ll end up like this again…
“Don´t worry. I might decide to keep you until Sunday…
It was Thursday afternoon. Perhaps a little after 3 am. They were in the main hallway. There was black marble tiles on the floor and the walls were covered in dark wooden panels. The two tall, narrow windows on either side of the door were tinted glass. A few suits of armor would have completed the medieval look.
“On you knees, Marlies..
Gasping, she obeyed. The floor felt cool against the skin of her knees. He began tying the end of the rope to the banister of the stairs. She sat erect, with her arms above her head. She was still wearing tee-shirt, sneakers and pink socks.
“Damn, you look so damn sexy right now…
“Thank you, Paul” she replied, trying to make her voice sound neutral. That was not easy. She was pretty sure that if she rose, she would be able to untie the ****s. He began to open his pants. Got his cock out. Not circumcised, about what she would call average in size. Not that she had much to compare it to.
“I need to take a piss….
He opened a door that was hidden in the panels, went inside. She could hear him urinating. Her mind was racing. Has she gotten herself into the deep end of the pool?
Then he came back. Stood in front of her. One hand around her head, the other holding his penis towards her mouth. A single drop of clear fluid was on the tip. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
“Good girl…
As she began to suck him, she looked up at him. His eyes were closed. She had a drop of his urine in her mouth. It felt wrong and dirty and very, very sexy too. His erection came back. She thought briefly of her shy and always fumbling ex. About how he´d always asked politely before he did anything.
Paul was holding her head with both hands now. Several times he went deep, almost making her gag and bringing a few tears to her eyes.
“You´re my toy now…
She looked up at him. They had eye-contact, very briefly. She was wondering how long he was going to keep her like that. As his toy. Surely he could not be serious about keeping her until Sunday!
She gasped when he pulled back. His cock was against her chin, just out of reach.
“Not my girlfriend, not my next wife,” he said, sounding very calm,” Just my very lovely little sex-toy…
No man had ever talked to her like that!
“You shall remain my...property, until you say the stop-word...and you can only use that stop-word once...or until I kick you out…
At that moment, it was the most sexy thing any man had ever said to her. She cleared her throat.
“I...accept my...faith” she said, looking up at him. Then his cock was back inside her mouth. His grip was softer now, letting her control things. Was he going to be contend with “just” a blow-job?
He could do anything, she had literally just given him permission!
He must really be confident that she was not going to say the stop-word. She could count on one hand the number of times she had made a man come blowing him.
“Look at my, Marlies…
She did. He had his cock out of her mouth again and was wanking slowly. This was how most of the movie clips she had seen on the internet would end. Her ex had wanted to do that, but she wouldn´t let him.
“I..am your...toy now, Paul” she said and kept her mouth open, her tongue just below the tip of his cock. Well at least he wouldn´t ruin her make up, because she wasn´t using any today. Maybe she had some in her purse. She did not really know what to expect from this, her new role.
He was moaning softly now. She stretched her head towards his cock. Looked up at his closed eyes, then twitched as the first thick ray of sperm splashed across her face. In her hair, too, by the feel of it. Then three or four more ejaculations.
Then she had his cock in her mouth again, sucking him and feeling very, very naughty and very, very obedient.
He moved back a little. Just out of her reach.
“Want to get your freedom back, Marlies?”
“Well, I haven´t said the magic word, has I?” she asked back with a little smile. He still had his cock, now back to it´s normal size, in his hand.
“There is a first for everything, Marlies…
She lick a few drops of his sperm from her upper lip. Then it dawned upon her. She gasped and then closed her mouth.
“Can you remember the stop-word?”
She nodded. She could.
But giving up now, would be so anti-climatic.
“As a doctor, I can assure you that this is not harmful...it is merely a….clarification of your current status…
She nodded again. Then is began. His urine landed on her chin and ran down her body.
“Can you manage a little taster?”
They had eye-contact as she let her mouth form a tiny O. Then, he was doing it!
Since he was still looking at her, she grew bolder and opened her mouth wider, just as the stream began to dwindle.
“And swallow….
His hand under her chin, closing her mouth
Marlies drank.
“So..”
“No, please let me, Paul...” she interrupted,” I am not sure that i´ll take the room, not after this has happened, but…
There was a long pause while she slowly took a sip of wine.
“I mean, it would be so...awkward, when we have...been together…
He let out a sigh and leaned against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed over his chest and still holding the wine bottle.
“I can keep a secret and I think that you can too, Marlies…
“I know, but it would still be…
“Don´t go anywhere...” he interrupted, put the bottle down and left the room. She could hear him going upstairs. In theory, she could run to the room, get her skirt and leave. She rose and topped off her glass, the sat down, exactly as before. She had no plans for the next day or so. She was the kind of woman who never stepped out of line or did anything wild and crazy. In fact, she even had “being more impulsive” on her list of things to do in 2019. She could hear him coming down the stairs again now. She realized that her heart was beating fast now. She tried to act cool, when he came back to the kitchen, she was casually putting her glass down again.
“So...you didn´t run away” he asked, keeping his hands behind his back. She said nothing, following him with her eyes and tried not to smile. On the kitchen counter, her phone vibrated with an incoming message. She ignored it.
“Should we perhaps discuss the...well, rules?
“Brilliant idea, Marlies...Which rules do you want?
“Ehm, I am kinda new to this..” she said, trying hard to sound ironic.
“So am I...but I am willing to learn.
“Are you gonna...tie me up, Paul?
“That was my idea...I mean, we have to start somewhere…
She realized that he was almost as nervous as she was. Then she sat up straight and took a final sip before she took her jacket off.
“Give me your hand, please…
She let out a loud, almost theatrical sigh, but held a hand toward him, without looking at him. She noticed that his hands were shaking a little as he began to tie soft white rope around her wrist.
“Are you going to keep me tied up all the time until Sunday?” she asked as she looked away as she held her other hand towards him.
“No...i have a 12 hour stint tomorrow.
“Ohh...What do you do, Paul?”
“I´m a doctor”
“Cool”
Her wrists were tied together now.
“We never got to discuss the rules…
“I know...i guess I just have to trust you now…
Then she rose, so violently that it made her chair fell over. That made him drop the rest of the rope. She grabbed his shirt with both hands.
“Look at me,” she demanded,” Yes, I am new to this, but I am very curious…
“And I, who thought that all young women were feminists these days…
“Oh, this is very much feminism...That I, a young woman, dares to explore her own sexuality…
He took one step, placed his foot on the rope, making her bend slightly over. She looked up at him. Her eyes were on fire, but a hint of a smile was lurking at the corner of her mouth.
“If you start talking about mansplaining too, I might have to spank you”
“That´s it!..That´s is our stop-word!”
“What, Mansplaining?”
“Yes, exactly...Will you remember and respect that, Paul?
He took one small step closer, putting the other foot on the rope, making her hands almost touch the floor and she had to bent her knees too.
“Yes, of cause!”
“Good” she said and dropped to her knees.
Then he turned around and took a few steps towards the hallway.
“Bring me the rope, please…
He held his hand out, but din´t look at her. She rose and took a few fast steps. Then she put the end of the rope in his hand.
“One thing,” she said as he put the rope over his shoulder,” Now that you made me do...well, this, I want it to be...real...I mean, i´ll get really angry if you cunt it short after half an hour or so...It is very unlikely that i´ll end up like this again…
“Don´t worry. I might decide to keep you until Sunday…
It was Thursday afternoon. Perhaps a little after 3 am. They were in the main hallway. There was black marble tiles on the floor and the walls were covered in dark wooden panels. The two tall, narrow windows on either side of the door were tinted glass. A few suits of armor would have completed the medieval look.
“On you knees, Marlies..
Gasping, she obeyed. The floor felt cool against the skin of her knees. He began tying the end of the rope to the banister of the stairs. She sat erect, with her arms above her head. She was still wearing tee-shirt, sneakers and pink socks.
“Damn, you look so damn sexy right now…
“Thank you, Paul” she replied, trying to make her voice sound neutral. That was not easy. She was pretty sure that if she rose, she would be able to untie the ****s. He began to open his pants. Got his cock out. Not circumcised, about what she would call average in size. Not that she had much to compare it to.
“I need to take a piss….
He opened a door that was hidden in the panels, went inside. She could hear him urinating. Her mind was racing. Has she gotten herself into the deep end of the pool?
Then he came back. Stood in front of her. One hand around her head, the other holding his penis towards her mouth. A single drop of clear fluid was on the tip. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
“Good girl…
As she began to suck him, she looked up at him. His eyes were closed. She had a drop of his urine in her mouth. It felt wrong and dirty and very, very sexy too. His erection came back. She thought briefly of her shy and always fumbling ex. About how he´d always asked politely before he did anything.
Paul was holding her head with both hands now. Several times he went deep, almost making her gag and bringing a few tears to her eyes.
“You´re my toy now…
She looked up at him. They had eye-contact, very briefly. She was wondering how long he was going to keep her like that. As his toy. Surely he could not be serious about keeping her until Sunday!
She gasped when he pulled back. His cock was against her chin, just out of reach.
“Not my girlfriend, not my next wife,” he said, sounding very calm,” Just my very lovely little sex-toy…
No man had ever talked to her like that!
“You shall remain my...property, until you say the stop-word...and you can only use that stop-word once...or until I kick you out…
At that moment, it was the most sexy thing any man had ever said to her. She cleared her throat.
“I...accept my...faith” she said, looking up at him. Then his cock was back inside her mouth. His grip was softer now, letting her control things. Was he going to be contend with “just” a blow-job?
He could do anything, she had literally just given him permission!
He must really be confident that she was not going to say the stop-word. She could count on one hand the number of times she had made a man come blowing him.
“Look at my, Marlies…
She did. He had his cock out of her mouth again and was wanking slowly. This was how most of the movie clips she had seen on the internet would end. Her ex had wanted to do that, but she wouldn´t let him.
“I..am your...toy now, Paul” she said and kept her mouth open, her tongue just below the tip of his cock. Well at least he wouldn´t ruin her make up, because she wasn´t using any today. Maybe she had some in her purse. She did not really know what to expect from this, her new role.
He was moaning softly now. She stretched her head towards his cock. Looked up at his closed eyes, then twitched as the first thick ray of sperm splashed across her face. In her hair, too, by the feel of it. Then three or four more ejaculations.
Then she had his cock in her mouth again, sucking him and feeling very, very naughty and very, very obedient.
He moved back a little. Just out of her reach.
“Want to get your freedom back, Marlies?”
“Well, I haven´t said the magic word, has I?” she asked back with a little smile. He still had his cock, now back to it´s normal size, in his hand.
“There is a first for everything, Marlies…
She lick a few drops of his sperm from her upper lip. Then it dawned upon her. She gasped and then closed her mouth.
“Can you remember the stop-word?”
She nodded. She could.
But giving up now, would be so anti-climatic.
“As a doctor, I can assure you that this is not harmful...it is merely a….clarification of your current status…
She nodded again. Then is began. His urine landed on her chin and ran down her body.
“Can you manage a little taster?”
They had eye-contact as she let her mouth form a tiny O. Then, he was doing it!
Since he was still looking at her, she grew bolder and opened her mouth wider, just as the stream began to dwindle.
“And swallow….
His hand under her chin, closing her mouth
Marlies drank.
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