Vignettes - Friday Tryst

My company was bolstering the electrical service in my building in order to add more computer labs. For this work they were bringing in extra contractors to run additional cabling and such. I don’t know all the details…I’m hardly an expert on electrical work.

But I am an expert on handsome guys, and one of the contractors was seriously good looking. He was tall, brawny, with short dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard. And the t-shirts and nicely fitting jeans he wore didn’t leave much to the imagination.

As I was in and out of the server room where they were working, I had lots of good opportunities to check him out. While he was up on a ladder, down working under the floor, and one time I even ran right into him while going around a corner. He grabbed my arm to steady me, and I laughed and apologized. He smiled, and we went our different directions.  But after that I noticed that when I’d go into the server room that he would pay a bit more attention to me. He’d say hello, or hold the door for me, things like that.

We’d just gotten in a shipment of spare parts, and as it was my job to maintain the inventory, I was spending a lot of time in the storage room in that area. I had a lot to unpack and record, so to help with the monotony I had my MP3 player set to play a collection of boppy dance tunes that I liked.

The store room was towards the back of the large server room. There was no equipment in that area yet, so there was lots of open floor. Thinking I was alone back there I busted out some moves during a favorite song. When I was done, I was appalled to hear the sound of someone clapping. I spun around, and to my chagrin it was my handsome electrician.

Blushing furiously, I popped out my ear buds, “I didn’t think anyone else was back here.”

He grinned, “Sorry to interrupt, but we’re running some connections back here, and I need to get under your dance floor.”

I ducked my head and scooted quickly back to my store room. I was so embarrassed! I turned the music back up and buried myself in my work. I was in the process of moving some large power supplies into the store room, and didn’t notice him standing in the doorway until I turned around. Startled, I let out a little squeak.

Now slightly annoyed, I removed my ear buds again, “Can I help you with something?”

“Actually, I was going to ask you that. Those look heavy…do you want some assistance with them?”

At this point I got a bit defensive, “No thanks, I’ve got this.”

To prove my point I brushed past him, hauled up two more of the power supplies, and carried them into the room setting them down gently with the others. When I turned around he was in the doorway again, with a sly smile on his face.

“I guess you do. So, is there anything else I could help you with?”

“Don’t you have your own work to do?”

He shrugged, “I’m on break,” he kicked up the door stop and came into the windowless room. The door could only be opened from the outside with an access badge, and my co-worker had the only other one…and he was out for day.

I glanced down at his badge, and saw that his name was Ron, “Uh…Ron…what are you doing?”

He chuckled, “Oh c’mon…I know you’ve been checking me out. And I know this because I’ve been doing the same with you,” he walked up to where I was standing, and brushed my hair out of my eyes, “I’ve been thinking about some way to get you alone, and it looks like I’ve finally gotten the opportunity."

My heart was beating so hard, and my breathing had become shallow. Thoughts of him touching me with those rough hands had me all aflutter. Trying to appear calm I asked, “So what were you planning to do with it?”

He gave me a feral grin, “I was thinking that after I kissed you until you were weak in the knees, that I’d like to bend you over that table over there, and fuck you until you see stars.”

I laughed nervously, “Well, at least you’re honest.”

We looked at each other for a beat, and he lowered his head while I raised mine. When he wrapped his arms around me I was done for...he pulled me tight against him, and kissed me hard, his tongue nudging my lips apart and snaking into my mouth. I groaned and kissed him back with equal fervor.

His hands slid under my shirt, and expertly unhooked my bra. He pushed me against the wall, and his hands kneaded my breasts as he continued to kiss me. He pinched my nipples, causing me to gasp, and as he rolled them between his fingers, he moved his mouth down to my neck, letting out a growl.

I pulled his shirt out of his jeans, and let my hands roam over his slightly furry chest. He grabbed one of them, and put it on the front of his jeans. Taking the hint, I unbuttoned his fly and slipped my hand into his boxers. I stroked his length, and he bit down on my neck in reply.

I broke away, and slid down his body. I wanted to do more than touch him at this point. I pulled his jeans and shorts down to release his gorgeous cock, and didn’t waste any time taking him in my mouth. I circled his head with my tongue, then ran it down the underside. His scent was heady…musky and manly, and I savored it as I sucked on first one of his balls then the other.

He twined his fingers in my hair, and guided my mouth gently back to his cock. I sucked him for a few minutes, bobbing my head and hollowing my cheeks for maximum suction. I took him in until his head hit the back of my palate, and then I slowly began to take him down my throat. After a few minutes of massaging him with some swallowing motions, he let out a moan, and moved away.

He grabbed me up, spun me around, and walked me over to the worktable. I undid my jeans, and he pulled them down roughly, taking my panties along with them. He reached around and delved his fingers between my legs, finding me wet and ready. He stroked my clit until my breathing became ragged. I rolled my hips back up against him, and he chuckled.

“Just like a little bitch in heat, aren’t you?” he whispered in my ear. I shuddered a little and he commanded, “Bend over.”

I did as I was told, and he grabbed onto my hips. The plush length of his cock slid along my pussy a few times getting nice and slick, and then I felt it against my opening. I pushed back a bit to slot it in place, and he thrust forward then, spearing me on his length. His fat cock stretched me open, and I mewled as he began to piston it brutally inside me.

I grabbed the far edge of the table and let him take me as he wished. It felt so good, and I was more than happy to let him do all the work. He punctuated his thrusts with an occasional swat on my ass, and I reacted by wiggling it back up against him.

“Oh, you like it rough, don’t you?” he observed, “We might have some fun with that.”

His words caused another rush of moisture to release from inside me, and I bucked back against him, “Oh yesss,” I hissed, “I’d like that very much.”

His strokes became faster, and his fingers moved back between my legs to stroke my clit. I let out a little cry, and clenched my pussy tightly around him. He groaned, and leaned over me, doubling his efforts, and I was amazed at his stamina.

Amazement turned to bliss however, as the climax that had been building inside me finally exploded. I don’t remember doing so, but I must have made quite a racket, as he clamped his hand over my mouth to quiet me down, and surprised me by pinching my nose closed.

He continued to plunder me with his cock, and found myself struggling against him for air, but then calmed as he shushed me. I started to get a bit lightheaded, but between that feeling, his fucking me so relentlessly, and the way he stroked my clit, I felt another orgasm building. When this one hit, it was even stronger than the first, and I noticed little sparks dancing in front of my eyes. My pussy pulsated around his length, and he let go of my nose and mouth as he let out a grunt, and with a final thrust came deep inside of me.

I collapsed panting on the table, only to have him pull me up by my hair, and sit me down in a nearby chair. He held his cock with one hand, and with the other he urged my head forward. I hungrily took him into my mouth, tasting our combined juices, and spent a few moments sucking and licking him clean. He reluctantly moved away and quickly put his cock back into his pants and zipped them up, then leaned over and gave me one last soft kiss.

“I’ll be by your desk later to get your number, but I gotta go…break time is over,” he said as he opened the door and slipped out. I stayed in the chair a few more minutes, relishing the soreness I felt between my legs from his assault, and a little smile curled my lips. If only every Friday could be this good.

The Seduction of Elise - Part VI

Prior chapters of this story can be found in reverse order here.

The couple in the left hand room caught Elise’s interest immediately, as they were so methodical. The woman dropped the robe she was wearing, and was totally nude underneath it. She stood tall and calmly in her sky high heels as the man with her put his satchel on a nearby table, and began to lay out their tools for the evening much like a surgeon in preparation for surgery.

Once he was finished, they began. He turned her so she was facing the table, and handed her some little foam earplugs that she inserted into her ears. Then over her clenched fists he slipped on some unusual gloves to keep them bound that way. He then blindfolded her, and had her open her mouth so that he could insert an odd mouthpiece with a tube coming out of it.

“That’s strange looking,” Elise remarked.

“Oh, but it has a purpose, you’ll see,” Adam replied cryptically.

The man then picked up a roll of plastic wrap, and began to wind it tightly around his partner’s head. It was obvious then what the tube coming from the mouthpiece was for…it was the only thing that would allow her to breathe. Elise shifted in her seat, wondering at how uncomfortable that had to be. The woman put her arms behind her back as he worked the wrapping down her torso leaving only her breasts free. The man then attached weighted clamps to the woman’s nipples.

He then had her spread her legs slightly. In between them he put a large wand style vibrator with a rounded head, and placed it so that it was lodged firmly in her crotch. He held it there as she closed her legs around it, then he turned it on. The woman squirmed a bit, and he put a finger over her breathing tube as a warning until she went still. He bent her over the table, and after a few adjustments began to wrap her legs in the plastic. Once he was finished, she was bound so tightly that she couldn’t move.

He picked up a bottle of lube, and coated a very large butt plug with it, then holding open the woman’s ass cheeks, began to screw it into her rear hole. Then he stood back to look at his masterpiece.

Meanwhile, the couple in the other room had begun their own games. The man in that room had his corset clad partner more conventionally bound to a spanking horse, and was working over her creamy bottom with a flogger, striping it a bright pink. Elise glanced over at them for a few moments, but then found herself drawn back to the room on the left.

Adam looked over at Elise, and her face was scrunched up in such a way that he couldn’t quite tell what she was thinking. “Are you all right?” he asked.

“I’m fine,” she replied quietly.

He turned her face so that she was looking at him, “Does seeing this disturb you?”

“A little bit.”

“And why would that be?”

She opened her mouth and shut it a couple of times before she replied, “It just seems so… dehumanizing. And being so tightly bound, if it gets to be too much, how does she give him her safeword?”

A resounding crack from the room on the left startled her, and she turned and cried out with a little “Oh!” The man in the room must have heard her, as he turned his face to the window and with a snarl swished the cane he was holding so it thwacked against his partner’s buttocks a second time. The woman’s body jerked slightly as the blow came, and it left another angry red welt across her cheeks.

He rained blows down on her, and Elise found herself getting more and more agitated with each one. The woman squirmed on the table, letting out huffing sounds through the tube as the vibrator in her crotch brought her to a relentless and seemingly unending orgasm through it all.

Finally the man took down his pants to reveal his erect cock, which he shoved into the woman’s pussy, and began to fuck her roughly, grabbing onto her breasts and pulling hard at the clamps, as the woman’s grunts came through the glass. He turned once again to the window, a vulgar grin on his face as he removed the plug from the woman’s ass, and entered her there, fucking her with the same savagery.

Elise got up abruptly then, and walked around the couch so her back was to the windows. She put her wine down on one of the side tables, and wrapped her arms around herself defensively. Adam stood and closed the curtains, then came up alongside her.

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

He leaned in and whispered, “You’re conflicted, aren’t you? Your sense of morality tells you that what you just saw is wrong, am I correct?”

She nodded, and he brought his hand around, under her dress through the slit in the side. He slipped it between her legs, and found her pussy was slick, “But your body tells me that despite that, there was something about what you witnessed that got you all hot and bothered.”

He began to stroke her clit, “Do you realize that there was nothing in that scene you just watched that’s on your ‘Off Limits’ list? Granted, it may have been in a bit more extreme format, but in the end it was just another kind of bondage, sensory deprivation, and discipline.”

Adam wrapped his other arm around her waist, and pulled her in tight, “And deep down that’s what you want isn’t it?” he hissed in her ear, “You want me to bind you, to blindfold you, and to warm your ass with my hand, don’t you?”

“Yes!” Elise gasped as she writhed against his probing fingers.

“That’s my good girl. Because I’m going to take you back to my house tonight, and put those cuffs you’re wearing to good use. I think you’re ready to start your training in earnest, and you can prove it by coming for me right here, right now.”

Adam pinched her clit between his fingers, and then rubbed it roughly, and Elise came as commanded, shuddering against him. When he was satisfied she was finished, he removed his fingers and held them out in front of her lips, and she sucked and licked them clean as she knew he expected her to.

He leaned her against him, “If it reassures you at all, I’ve known the couple you watched for a long time. They are husband and wife, and he knows her limits intimately. He doesn’t do anything to her without her being in full agreement and he’s knows when to stop. That only comes from years of trust and time together. And believe me, when he takes her home tonight, he’ll treat her as if she was the most precious jewel in the world.”

Elise turned around, “But…does she actually enjoy it? Or does she do it just for him?”

Adam chuckled, “Of course she enjoys it. She is a true masochist, which is why they play so well off of each other. How about this…why don’t I give Tracy a call, and see if the two of you can meet for lunch one day? She’s a very sweet woman…and very honest and open. It might do you well to talk to her.”

Elise nodded, “I’d like that.”

He kissed her forehead, “Good. Now, why don’t we get out of here so that we can play our own games?”

He led her out, and she asked to use the ladies room. He showed her where it was, and she stepped inside and shut the door. She cleaned up a bit and washed her hands, then put her cool hands on her hot face.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked her reflection. After a few seconds she nodded resolutely, and when she walked out, she felt calm and collected. She greeted Adam with a smile, and he smiled back at her, and threaded her arm through his as they left.

The valet got Adam’s car, and they headed back to his apartment. The ride was a quiet one, and once they were safely ensconced upstairs, he poured her a drink. She took it gratefully, and moved over to the living room’s floor to ceiling windows. He let her have a few minutes to herself, and then moved up behind her.

He was worried she would pull away, but instead she leaned back into him. With a smile, he put his arms around her waist and held her close. He caught her eye in the window’s reflection, and she smiled back at him.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured.

Elise reached up and stroked his face, and he buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent, and nipping at her earlobe. His straightened, and after taking her drink and setting it aside, unbuckled the strap around her neck and began to peel the dress down her body. She protested weakly, but remained pliant as he pushed it past her hips to puddle at her feet.

He could feel her skin warm as she blushed.  She covered her sex with one hand, and put her other arm across her breasts.

“No, no, no, my pet,” he whispered, “You don’t cover up around me when I want you naked. Never.”

He grabbed her wrists, and pulled her arms back behind her, leaving her fully exposed in front of the window for a moment before spinning her around to face him. “This body of yours, your breasts, your ass, your pussy…it is mine to use as I wish. Understood?” She nodded and he continued, “One of these days you’ll beg me to fuck you in front of this window for anyone to see. But tonight I have other plans.”

He led her to his bedroom, and from there to a set of doors she had assumed before was a closet. Instead they opened up to a room much like she’d seen earlier at Madame Margaret’s, lined with all sorts of interesting looking contraptions. She stood there with her mouth agape until Adam chuckled and put a finger under chin to close her mouth. He led her over to the spanking horse…the apparatus that the couple in the right hand room had been using.

“So, my dear…I noticed that you barely cast a glance over at the couple using this earlier this evening. Why is that?”

Elise looked uncomfortable, “It was something I’d seen used before, so it wasn’t as…interesting as what the other couple were doing.”

Adam cocked an eyebrow, “Oh really? Something you saw when trolling around the wicked internet?”

She blushed, “Yes, Sir.”

“But it’s not anything you’ve actually been on before?”

She shook her head “No, Sir.”

“Is it something you’d like to try?” His line of questions had her fidgeting…he loved how she was so easy to fluster.

“I…suppose so, Sir.”

“That was a yes or no question, my dear…you have to be honest with me.”

Elise wanted nothing more than to be put over it, but was finding it difficult to say so. But finally she answered, “Yes, Sir…I would like to try it.”

“Good girl.”

Now, he had two options. He could just drape her over the narrow width of it and secure her that way, or he could have her lie along the length of it with her legs straddling it. That way certainly left her more vulnerable and open, but he felt she could handle it. After all, he wasn’t going to punish her that badly for her first time.

Having decided, he walked her to the end, and scooted her onto it, then put his hand on her neck, and urged her down. Once she was prone he used the chains attached to the floor, along with some adjustable hooks, and clipped them onto the rings on her wrist cuffs and shoes.

She tested the bindings in a way that showed she was curious more than struggling, and then settled into her position almost immediately. Adam rubbed her bottom, and she pressed it back against his palm. She was mentally steeling herself for the first blow, but was surprised when it didn’t come. Instead, Adam came around and squatted down so that they were at eye level.

“So, Elise…it’s time to discuss your punishment. I had originally planned on being fairly easy on you this evening, and maybe giving you about 15 blows. However, your disregard for my wishes that you not wear panties this evening has earned you an additional ten.

Elise squeaked a little when she heard the number and Adam gave her a cruel smile, “Part of your training is to learn to obey my orders. When you don’t do that, you have to pay for your transgressions. That way you remember not to repeat them. I’ll go easy on you in that I’ll only use my hand, but next time I won’t go so lenient.”

He stood behind her, and was pleased to see that her pussy was definitely wet. She really was into this, and he was going to make sure she enjoyed herself.

“Now, you will count after each one. If you forget then we’ll start over, and we’ll continue this until you properly follow my instructions. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” came her meek reply.

“Good, let’s begin.”

He rubbed her bottom again, and he felt her tense slightly. Then he pulled his hand back, and let it fall on her right cheek with a resounding smack. She jerked a bit, and he waited a beat.

“One,” said Elise breathlessly.

The second blow landed hard on her left cheek, and again she jerked against her bindings, but counted dutifully. Adam continued his assault, but took a break when he got to 15 to check on her. She hadn’t used her safeword, but her voice had a ragged edge to it that concerned him.

“Are you all right, my girl?” he asked, as he stroked her now sopping slit.

She gasped at his touch, and let out a moan. He noticed her makeup had run from the tears eked out by his stinging punishment.

“I’m fine, Sir,” she finally managed to answer.

“You know how to end this if it gets to be too much.”

She let out a little sob as he circled her clit, “Yes, Sir, I know.”

He then probed her pussy with two of his fingers, and moved them inside her as he said, “Ten more it is then. Don’t forget to keep counting.”

She let out a whimper as he removed his fingers. Her punishment so far had been exactly what she’d been hoping for. With each swat of his hand, with every blow, the pain had turned into pleasure radiating through her body, then centering on her core. She had hoped he’d take pity on her and let her come after the first 15, but that wasn’t to be the case. As the last 10 swats cracked against her ass, she became a weeping bundle of nerves. All she wanted at this point was for him to take down his pants, and to fuck her senseless.

Adam could tell just how turned on Elise was. He could tell by how the muscles in her body clenched and released that she was right on the edge. So when he was done, he did what he knew would make her crazy. He walked out, a smile curling his lips as he heard her quiet but plaintive, “No!” as he did so. He figured he’d leave her there stewing in her own juices for about 10 minutes.

What she didn’t realize, was that walking out and leaving her was just as difficult for him. She’d been so good and had performed so well, that he was almost painfully aroused. He wanted the same thing she did. To take his pants down, and fuck the daylights out of her while he admired her now bright pink ass…but she had to learn her place. She had to learn that he was ultimately in control of not only himself, but of her pleasure as well.

He walked out to get a drink, and forced himself to sip it slowly as he walked back to his playroom. At the entrance, he could hear her groan quietly, knowing that she was desperately trying to get relief, but that she was too tightly bound to get any good friction.

After he was done with the drink, he sauntered back in. She stilled as she heard his footsteps come up behind her.

“Please, Sir…” she begged.

“Please what, my pet?” he answered coolly.

“Please, Sir…let me come!” she cried.

“Ah, you remembered to ask permission. But you weren’t doing that earlier were you? You were humping on this thing trying to get yourself off, weren’t you?”

She was quiet for a moment, and then in resignation replied, “Yes, Sir, I was.”

He grabbed her ponytail, lifting up her head and with a hard edge to his voice spoke into her ear, “You will only come when I say so, remember that. Any future endeavors like what you just tried will end up with you trussed up for the night. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Sir,” she squeaked.

“But other than that little display, you’ve done well this evening. So yes, I will let you come.”

As she heard him unzip his pants, she let out a little sigh of relief, and that sigh turned to a groan as the head of his cock began sliding up and down her puffy nether lips. Then with excruciating slowness he began to thrust inside her.

She was ready to scream with frustration…she didn’t want it soft and sweet…she wanted to be ridden hard. But at this point she felt lucky she was getting anything at all, so she resigned herself to whatever he wanted.

Adam watched her as he moved slowly inside of her. He saw just the moment when she gave in completely to him. At that point, he began to circle her clit with his finger, and to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

Elise nearly swooned as he took her harder and harder, his cock filling her so completely, the pleasure of their coupling beginning to overtake her. She whimpered when his body began to slap against her tender ass, spreading the heat even deeper inside her, and gasped when he grabbed her hair once again with his free hand.

“Come for me, babygirl. Make me proud,” he growled. Elise’s hands clenched into fists as she tightened around his cock and with a few strokes on her clit her body stiffened, and she came with a wail. He followed quickly, releasing into her with a grunt.

After a few moments he pulled out, and realizing she must be exhausted, he undid the hooks holding her down. She attempted to stand, and collapsed with a giggle back onto the horse.

He looked at her quizzically, and in a fit of laughter she said, “My legs are asleep!”

He tried not to laugh, but hers was so infectious that he couldn’t help it. He took off her shoes, and helped her to stand. He leaned her against the horse, and knelt down to rub her legs briskly. She hissed as the pins and needles took over, but soon they subsided.

Adam stood then, and took her in his arms. He looked at her a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her tenderly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and melted against him. He picked her up with ease and took her out to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.

He joined her, and after covering them both with the duvet, he pulled her to him. Before he could even say anything to her, he realized she was asleep. He stroked her face and kissed her forehead, and she snuggled tight against him in response. He took long enough to remove the tie holding back her hair, then settled in and soon joined her in slumber, humbled and happy to have found a woman that suited him so well.