Angel Doubt
Angels Doubt
It was a chilly December evening, well it looked chilly from where I was sat sipping my beer in the warmth Admiral Rodney Hotel bar in Sothwell. I’d been seated at a table by the window on my own for about an hour, I had drunk one pint already & was well into my second. I’d thumbed through Facebook on my phone for about the um*****th time & was getting pretty bored. She was either late or she’d decided not to come, either way I had decided to head back to my hotel once I’d finished this beer.
I groaned silently at the lack of anything interesting appearing on my smart phone & lobbed it with a little distaste & disappointment onto the table, I picked up what was left of my beer & begun to drain the last of its contents when the main door opened & she stepped inside. “Hello” I said from the corner of the pub grin beaming across my face “ you took your sweet ass, time I was about to leave” You smiled sweetly & said “ I’m sorry the traffic was murder, I think there was a crash on the motorway; wow it’s warm in here!”. You walked towards me, slipped your long coat off & my jaw nearly hit the floor… Along with a couple of the other male punters sat at the bar!
You where an absolute vision in a crisp white fitted long sleeve cotton shirt, a wide shiny black belt over a tight jet black satin pencil skirt, black seemed (I presumed to be) hold ups & a fabulous pair of black strappy heels. I laughed & said “I’d crash to if I’d seen you driving on the motorway! You look amazing, what would you like to drink?”
Let you tell you about Lisa. I had got chatting with her on a forum frequented by the likes of you & me. She had posted up a few really seductive pictures & a short video of herself that really got the blood flowing down below but it was the stories she had written that really gained my attention. They reignited an old passion of mine for writing utter filth. Years ago I’d even got some of my stuff printed in a little top shelf magazine called Forum. Anyway I digress. We had similar interests, made friends on the forum, got chatting, swapped stories, ideas & photo’s etc. Over the years we had built up quite a good friendship. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel any sexual attraction to her….shit, she was fucking gorgeous & I’m not made of wood! I had resided within myself long ago that nothing was ever going to happen, it was a platonic relationship, and it was simply, what it was..
“What are you drinking?” she asked, I replied “Stella, why do you want one?” She smiled & said “that would be lovely, in a half pint glass please… two of them” I laughed & headed to the bar whilst she sat down at the table. I ordered the drinks & sneaked a cheeky glance behind me. Lisa was looking down checking her phone, probably texting someone to tell them she was safe. I glanced back before she caught me staring, “fuck” I thought to myself, “she is sexy as fucking fuck!” then laughed at myself for having run out of suitable adjectives to describe her. I paid for the drinks, gathered them up & headed back to our table.
We sat & chatted for ages, we had both had a couple more drinks & any nervous inhibitions where rapidly falling away. The conversation had quickly switched to our favourite subject & we where deep in discussion about the best way to keep a woman bound up but at the height of pleasure. She had her thoughts on the subject, I had mine & they didn’t always meet in the middle.
Lisa is an intelligent girl & rubbing up against my natural male stubborn arrogance. I could feel the bitter taste in my mouth because she was glossing over all of my quite valid points & I was losing to her side of the argument; after all she was a woman & she knew what a real woman wanted, men are weak clumsy idiots yada yada fucking yada!.
I took a sip of my beer & leaned in close to her face, she instantly stopped talking & instinctively pulled her head back from mine, I grumbled at her in a low voice “Well let’s see who’s right tonight”, “What!” she replied with a little surprise in her tone, I continued in a low grumble just inches from her pretty face “Fuck off!.. I’m not stupid, so don’t act all surprised & innocent with me Lisa, I know this meeting only came about because we both just happened to be staying fairly close to each other, but your clothes give away the real reason your here”, she squirmed a little uncomfortably in her seat & said nonchalantly “ That’s not the reason, I just thought you’d like to see me in one of my outfits”, I laughed momentarily then in a low tone & gritted teeth I told her that I’d seen her in many an outfit over the years, I knew she loved to prick tease & once again she had succeeded. I also knew that the kinky side of her personality dominated over her natural instinct to run in the face of fear, and she would sit there & take it like the good little prick teasing slut that she desired to be.
She didn’t say a word, she didn’t get up & leave either, all she did was pick up the half pint glass full of Stella & take in a large gulp of beer. That’s all I needed.
I sat back & watched her take another gulp from the glass of beer, I pulled a short thick black leather belt from my coat pocket, I slid myself closer to her, put my hands behind her sexy nylon covered knees, pulled them together & yanked her sharply towards me. The sudden friction made the hem of her tight skirt ride up a couple of inches; I buckled the belt tightly above her knees & tugged the hem of her skirt back down to cover it. I looked up at her, let out a sly grin, leaned in & said in a low sarcastic tone “You’re not running anywhere now are you bitch!” Before she had time to reply I’d stood up walked around the table & sat behind her. I pulled a thick industrial sized black cable tie from my jeans pocket; it wasn’t easy as it was jammed in by my cock which had stiffened at the thought of what was to come. I leaned in close enough for her to feel my breath on her neck, “don’t fucking move!” I growled into the side of her ear, her hair was up in a high ponytail & she smelled divine, “put your hands behind you, or YOU WILL pay for your insolence later I promise you!”.
I could see her chest heaving over her shoulder, her breath had become faster & a little shallow, she let out a little whimper & did as I’d asked. I wasted no time in slipping the cable tie behind her wrists & zipping it tight. Once again I leaned in close to her neck, breathed in her perfume & I said sternly “I’ll get your coat because we’re leaving”.
I placed Lisa’s coat around her shoulders whilst she remained seated, hopefully this wouldn’t arouse too much suspicion when she stood up, I certainly didn’t need a good up standing member of the public intervening & playing the hero at this point. Thankfully the bar was getting quite busy & no one really paid any attention apart from a few admiring glances from other men in the bar. I put my arm around her waist & guided her towards the door. I was quite surprised how easily Lisa managed to walk with her knees strapped together; I gave her a squeeze as I opened the door to exit the pub. As I let her pass by me at the door I whispered in her ear “I think you’ve done this before”, she smiled & replied with a sly grin “once or twice”. I looked into the bar before just as I shut the door & smirked, nobody had noticed a thing.
It’s only a short two minute walk back up the road to the Saracens head, the hotel I was staying in. I was walking half a step behind Lisa, just enough space for me to enjoy every delicious tiny tortured step. I helped her step off the pavement & across the road; I didn’t need any trips to A&E with ankle injuries to ruin my plans to teach this errant bitch a lesson.
Before long we passed under the overhang of the old coach entrance & up towards the Hotel door. Lisa made a small turn as if to enter the double doors, I grabbed her by the scruff of her coat & yanked her towards me, I grumbled in a low tone at the back of her head “ hold fire there trixy nix!... I need to fetch something from my car”, I nodded towards the large silver estate parked up the end of a short dark alley & then shoved her towards it.
As we reached my car I pulled Lisa into one of the dark open garage spaces located there. I pushed her against the wall, put my face up against hers & with venom said “stay here & DON’T FUCKING MOVE!”; she nodded a little & said quietly “yes sir”. Leaving her against the wall in the shadows I strode over to the boot of my car pumped the button on my key fob & popped open the boot, within a few seconds I retrieved the dark rucksack out, lobbed it over one shoulder & slammed the boot shut with a loud thunk!
I spun on my heels & headed back to Lisa in the shadows. I dumped the rucksack at her feet & as I opened the clasps on the lid I looked up at her & said through a menacing grin “let’s get you a little more uncomfortable before we head inside eh?”
Pushing my weight against her I unbuttoned Lisa’s coat, casting my eye down her mouth-watering curves under that skin tight outfit. I was close enough to feel the warmth of her body against the rise & fall of her chest. I stepped back a pace & pulled a length of red rope from the rucksack, I skilfully found the centre then slid the rope around the back curve of her slender neck. I passed the rope under hers arms, tied it tight at the back & wrapped each loose end around her upper arms. I gave each end of the rope a pull to ensure Lisa’s shoulders where pulled back & forced her chest out. Lisa let out a soft groan as I tugged the rope into position, passed both ends back under her arms & re-tied it tightly under her exquisite tits.
I pulled out another length of red rope from the rucksack, this one was slightly shorter in length, again I quickly found the middle, & placed it at the centre of her now arched back, I then wrapped either length around her slender shoulders & over the top of her now very taught tits. I tied off both ends at the front & ****ted the last of the length to the bottom front rope ensuring her tits where bound good & hard. Lisa’s eyes were closed, her head was tilted back slightly & I became aware she was gently rocking her hips back & forth.
I grabbed her bottom jaw roughly in my hand contorting her face slightly; she instantly focused back on my eyes. I leaned forward & curled my lip up in a snarl “Nearly there slut… Let’s see if I can make your little panties sticky.” I could almost feel her knees go weak as the words left my mouth. I released my grip of her & delved back into my rucksack. A moment later I produce two leather belts & a bright pink little mouse.
Without any warning I stuffed it up between her legs & pushed it as hard as I could into her crotch. Laughing I said “that’s woken you up hasn’t it..? It might be on your clit….if you’re lucky!...However it might be halfway up your tight little ass, to be honest I don’t give a fuck, either way it’s gonna drive you nuts!!” I strapped the other two belts over her skirt & around her thighs, one above the other. Combined with the belt she already around her elegant waste it pulled her legs tight together & forced her ass into a more extenuated curve. Once again I laughed & said “That mouse isn’t going anywhere without a fight!” I pulled her coat around her shoulders & buttoned it back up.
I picked up my rucksack, slung it over my shoulder & stepped back to admire my handy work. I adjusted my stiff cock in my jeans & gave him a pleasurable squeeze. I then pointed in the general direction of the hotel & said “shift your ass..” Once again I was surprised at Lisa’s grace & poise as she took little elegant steps down the alley towards the hotel entrance…
I lingered behind to watch the show. Once she’d managed to get a couple of meters away I thumbed the remote control on the pink mouse, I grinned as she stopped for a second & took a small side step to steady herself. I thought to myself “this thing’s got about fifteen different settings.. I wonder which one that was hah!”
I helped her through the double doors, the bar to the right was busy but as we headed past the reception the desk was empty. In front of me I heard Lisa give out a small complaint, I laughed to myself. She had quite obviously seen the staircase up to the next floor; I quickly caught up with her & with one arm kept a tight hold of her waist as she struggled up the deep carpeted steps. She smiled sweetly at me & said ”you bastard!”, she had also realised that my other hand was flicking through the various remote settings of the pink mouse wedged securely somewhere around her pussy. I smiled back & said “well I wouldn’t want this to be too enjoyable for you”.
Fairly soon we had reached the landing & pushed on through to the room I was staying in. I fetched the key out of my pocket & opened the door. I stepped back out of the way & allowed Lisa to step gingerly inside. I glanced around the empty corridor, stepped into the room & slammed the door behind me.
What greeted her was a lovely old coach house room with a four poster bed.
Part two to follow soon..
M.
It was a chilly December evening, well it looked chilly from where I was sat sipping my beer in the warmth Admiral Rodney Hotel bar in Sothwell. I’d been seated at a table by the window on my own for about an hour, I had drunk one pint already & was well into my second. I’d thumbed through Facebook on my phone for about the um*****th time & was getting pretty bored. She was either late or she’d decided not to come, either way I had decided to head back to my hotel once I’d finished this beer.
I groaned silently at the lack of anything interesting appearing on my smart phone & lobbed it with a little distaste & disappointment onto the table, I picked up what was left of my beer & begun to drain the last of its contents when the main door opened & she stepped inside. “Hello” I said from the corner of the pub grin beaming across my face “ you took your sweet ass, time I was about to leave” You smiled sweetly & said “ I’m sorry the traffic was murder, I think there was a crash on the motorway; wow it’s warm in here!”. You walked towards me, slipped your long coat off & my jaw nearly hit the floor… Along with a couple of the other male punters sat at the bar!
You where an absolute vision in a crisp white fitted long sleeve cotton shirt, a wide shiny black belt over a tight jet black satin pencil skirt, black seemed (I presumed to be) hold ups & a fabulous pair of black strappy heels. I laughed & said “I’d crash to if I’d seen you driving on the motorway! You look amazing, what would you like to drink?”
Let you tell you about Lisa. I had got chatting with her on a forum frequented by the likes of you & me. She had posted up a few really seductive pictures & a short video of herself that really got the blood flowing down below but it was the stories she had written that really gained my attention. They reignited an old passion of mine for writing utter filth. Years ago I’d even got some of my stuff printed in a little top shelf magazine called Forum. Anyway I digress. We had similar interests, made friends on the forum, got chatting, swapped stories, ideas & photo’s etc. Over the years we had built up quite a good friendship. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel any sexual attraction to her….shit, she was fucking gorgeous & I’m not made of wood! I had resided within myself long ago that nothing was ever going to happen, it was a platonic relationship, and it was simply, what it was..
“What are you drinking?” she asked, I replied “Stella, why do you want one?” She smiled & said “that would be lovely, in a half pint glass please… two of them” I laughed & headed to the bar whilst she sat down at the table. I ordered the drinks & sneaked a cheeky glance behind me. Lisa was looking down checking her phone, probably texting someone to tell them she was safe. I glanced back before she caught me staring, “fuck” I thought to myself, “she is sexy as fucking fuck!” then laughed at myself for having run out of suitable adjectives to describe her. I paid for the drinks, gathered them up & headed back to our table.
We sat & chatted for ages, we had both had a couple more drinks & any nervous inhibitions where rapidly falling away. The conversation had quickly switched to our favourite subject & we where deep in discussion about the best way to keep a woman bound up but at the height of pleasure. She had her thoughts on the subject, I had mine & they didn’t always meet in the middle.
Lisa is an intelligent girl & rubbing up against my natural male stubborn arrogance. I could feel the bitter taste in my mouth because she was glossing over all of my quite valid points & I was losing to her side of the argument; after all she was a woman & she knew what a real woman wanted, men are weak clumsy idiots yada yada fucking yada!.
I took a sip of my beer & leaned in close to her face, she instantly stopped talking & instinctively pulled her head back from mine, I grumbled at her in a low voice “Well let’s see who’s right tonight”, “What!” she replied with a little surprise in her tone, I continued in a low grumble just inches from her pretty face “Fuck off!.. I’m not stupid, so don’t act all surprised & innocent with me Lisa, I know this meeting only came about because we both just happened to be staying fairly close to each other, but your clothes give away the real reason your here”, she squirmed a little uncomfortably in her seat & said nonchalantly “ That’s not the reason, I just thought you’d like to see me in one of my outfits”, I laughed momentarily then in a low tone & gritted teeth I told her that I’d seen her in many an outfit over the years, I knew she loved to prick tease & once again she had succeeded. I also knew that the kinky side of her personality dominated over her natural instinct to run in the face of fear, and she would sit there & take it like the good little prick teasing slut that she desired to be.
She didn’t say a word, she didn’t get up & leave either, all she did was pick up the half pint glass full of Stella & take in a large gulp of beer. That’s all I needed.
I sat back & watched her take another gulp from the glass of beer, I pulled a short thick black leather belt from my coat pocket, I slid myself closer to her, put my hands behind her sexy nylon covered knees, pulled them together & yanked her sharply towards me. The sudden friction made the hem of her tight skirt ride up a couple of inches; I buckled the belt tightly above her knees & tugged the hem of her skirt back down to cover it. I looked up at her, let out a sly grin, leaned in & said in a low sarcastic tone “You’re not running anywhere now are you bitch!” Before she had time to reply I’d stood up walked around the table & sat behind her. I pulled a thick industrial sized black cable tie from my jeans pocket; it wasn’t easy as it was jammed in by my cock which had stiffened at the thought of what was to come. I leaned in close enough for her to feel my breath on her neck, “don’t fucking move!” I growled into the side of her ear, her hair was up in a high ponytail & she smelled divine, “put your hands behind you, or YOU WILL pay for your insolence later I promise you!”.
I could see her chest heaving over her shoulder, her breath had become faster & a little shallow, she let out a little whimper & did as I’d asked. I wasted no time in slipping the cable tie behind her wrists & zipping it tight. Once again I leaned in close to her neck, breathed in her perfume & I said sternly “I’ll get your coat because we’re leaving”.
I placed Lisa’s coat around her shoulders whilst she remained seated, hopefully this wouldn’t arouse too much suspicion when she stood up, I certainly didn’t need a good up standing member of the public intervening & playing the hero at this point. Thankfully the bar was getting quite busy & no one really paid any attention apart from a few admiring glances from other men in the bar. I put my arm around her waist & guided her towards the door. I was quite surprised how easily Lisa managed to walk with her knees strapped together; I gave her a squeeze as I opened the door to exit the pub. As I let her pass by me at the door I whispered in her ear “I think you’ve done this before”, she smiled & replied with a sly grin “once or twice”. I looked into the bar before just as I shut the door & smirked, nobody had noticed a thing.
It’s only a short two minute walk back up the road to the Saracens head, the hotel I was staying in. I was walking half a step behind Lisa, just enough space for me to enjoy every delicious tiny tortured step. I helped her step off the pavement & across the road; I didn’t need any trips to A&E with ankle injuries to ruin my plans to teach this errant bitch a lesson.
Before long we passed under the overhang of the old coach entrance & up towards the Hotel door. Lisa made a small turn as if to enter the double doors, I grabbed her by the scruff of her coat & yanked her towards me, I grumbled in a low tone at the back of her head “ hold fire there trixy nix!... I need to fetch something from my car”, I nodded towards the large silver estate parked up the end of a short dark alley & then shoved her towards it.
As we reached my car I pulled Lisa into one of the dark open garage spaces located there. I pushed her against the wall, put my face up against hers & with venom said “stay here & DON’T FUCKING MOVE!”; she nodded a little & said quietly “yes sir”. Leaving her against the wall in the shadows I strode over to the boot of my car pumped the button on my key fob & popped open the boot, within a few seconds I retrieved the dark rucksack out, lobbed it over one shoulder & slammed the boot shut with a loud thunk!
I spun on my heels & headed back to Lisa in the shadows. I dumped the rucksack at her feet & as I opened the clasps on the lid I looked up at her & said through a menacing grin “let’s get you a little more uncomfortable before we head inside eh?”
Pushing my weight against her I unbuttoned Lisa’s coat, casting my eye down her mouth-watering curves under that skin tight outfit. I was close enough to feel the warmth of her body against the rise & fall of her chest. I stepped back a pace & pulled a length of red rope from the rucksack, I skilfully found the centre then slid the rope around the back curve of her slender neck. I passed the rope under hers arms, tied it tight at the back & wrapped each loose end around her upper arms. I gave each end of the rope a pull to ensure Lisa’s shoulders where pulled back & forced her chest out. Lisa let out a soft groan as I tugged the rope into position, passed both ends back under her arms & re-tied it tightly under her exquisite tits.
I pulled out another length of red rope from the rucksack, this one was slightly shorter in length, again I quickly found the middle, & placed it at the centre of her now arched back, I then wrapped either length around her slender shoulders & over the top of her now very taught tits. I tied off both ends at the front & ****ted the last of the length to the bottom front rope ensuring her tits where bound good & hard. Lisa’s eyes were closed, her head was tilted back slightly & I became aware she was gently rocking her hips back & forth.
I grabbed her bottom jaw roughly in my hand contorting her face slightly; she instantly focused back on my eyes. I leaned forward & curled my lip up in a snarl “Nearly there slut… Let’s see if I can make your little panties sticky.” I could almost feel her knees go weak as the words left my mouth. I released my grip of her & delved back into my rucksack. A moment later I produce two leather belts & a bright pink little mouse.
Without any warning I stuffed it up between her legs & pushed it as hard as I could into her crotch. Laughing I said “that’s woken you up hasn’t it..? It might be on your clit….if you’re lucky!...However it might be halfway up your tight little ass, to be honest I don’t give a fuck, either way it’s gonna drive you nuts!!” I strapped the other two belts over her skirt & around her thighs, one above the other. Combined with the belt she already around her elegant waste it pulled her legs tight together & forced her ass into a more extenuated curve. Once again I laughed & said “That mouse isn’t going anywhere without a fight!” I pulled her coat around her shoulders & buttoned it back up.
I picked up my rucksack, slung it over my shoulder & stepped back to admire my handy work. I adjusted my stiff cock in my jeans & gave him a pleasurable squeeze. I then pointed in the general direction of the hotel & said “shift your ass..” Once again I was surprised at Lisa’s grace & poise as she took little elegant steps down the alley towards the hotel entrance…
I lingered behind to watch the show. Once she’d managed to get a couple of meters away I thumbed the remote control on the pink mouse, I grinned as she stopped for a second & took a small side step to steady herself. I thought to myself “this thing’s got about fifteen different settings.. I wonder which one that was hah!”
I helped her through the double doors, the bar to the right was busy but as we headed past the reception the desk was empty. In front of me I heard Lisa give out a small complaint, I laughed to myself. She had quite obviously seen the staircase up to the next floor; I quickly caught up with her & with one arm kept a tight hold of her waist as she struggled up the deep carpeted steps. She smiled sweetly at me & said ”you bastard!”, she had also realised that my other hand was flicking through the various remote settings of the pink mouse wedged securely somewhere around her pussy. I smiled back & said “well I wouldn’t want this to be too enjoyable for you”.
Fairly soon we had reached the landing & pushed on through to the room I was staying in. I fetched the key out of my pocket & opened the door. I stepped back out of the way & allowed Lisa to step gingerly inside. I glanced around the empty corridor, stepped into the room & slammed the door behind me.
What greeted her was a lovely old coach house room with a four poster bed.
Part two to follow soon..
M.
12年前
