***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
I just got a call to go to a property. Someone is renting it, but the home owner said that the renters called snd said that the drains needed to be snaked. I texted the renter and verified that she would be available that day. I received a text back “yes sir.” Something about that reply had me excited, it wasn’t often that people responded to the business texts that way. I tried to fight the urge to drive by but I couldn’t help it and ended up driving by later that evening.
I’m driving by as her and her husband walk inside. I’m intrigued as I see the woman walking in. She’s short, around 5’3. Her hazel eyes see me as I’m driving by and she has a mischievous look on her face as we walks inside. Her big round ass was perfectly outlined in the yoga pants she was wearing and her nipples poked through her tank top revealing her lack of a bra.
As the day gets closer, I get more excited. I wonder what she sounds like, it will be fun to find out. The day final comes and I get together my kit, grabbing everything I need for the actual job as well as some extras. Extras being rope, a dildo, and a collar. I drive up to the house and grab my bag, then get out of the van. I walk up to the house, noticing the screen door is closed but the door itself is open but I ring the doorbell. She comes around the corner and to the door, smiling and welcoming me in. I notice she doesn’t have dogs or cats, that definitely simplifies things. She’s talking right now, but I’m taking in the space. I don’t want to be interrupted.
“So yeah, that’s the long story as to why the drain is needing to be snaked but here is the bathroom. I’ll be in the backyard, just yell if you need me.” She walked away, leaving me standing there in the bathroom. I took out my tools and begin to get to work. Once I finished, I yelled out to her that I was done and she came back inside. We called the owner and checked in with her. Once we made all the calls we needed to make, she walked me to the door. I couldn’t let her get me there so I said “I think I forgot a tool behind the toilet, I will be right back.” I went to the back and she followed, making polite conversation. Once we turned the corner, I turned around to grab her and cover her mouth quickly.
I took out the pocket knife that I brought along and put it to her throat. She instantly stopped struggling, freezing in place. “There you go” I said in a condescending tone. “Calm down now, girl there ya go.” Her body stiffened in my grasp, I dragged her to her office room and made her lay down face down on the carpet. She followed my instructions. I straddled her and took the rope out of my bag, quickly tying her hands. Once her hands were disabled, I rolled her over took the knife and ran it down her body lightly. She shivered and whimpered I’m barely audible fear. I spread her legs and her head fell back in defeat and she started to cry. I cut off her clothes, watching her flinch at the ripping of fabric. Now she was exposed, her torn shirt draped on either side of her and her pants in pieces next to her.
I looked down at her, running my hands along her body. I took my time, watching her reaction to every touch. Her arms, then her neck. Then her toes, then her ass. Her lips and then her cheeks. All soft, but invasive touching. She seemed repulsed and jumpy, I loved it. I was enjoying looking down at her, tied up and unable to escape. I spread her legs again, slapping the inside of her thighs. She flinched and closed her legs in pain every time. I would forced them back open and strike again. With the inside of her legs sufficiently red and rope for bruising, I took two fingers and slid them into her pussy. She kicked me, pushing me back.
Pissed, I stomped back towards her. I felt better as she attempted movement, each time tripping and falling back down onto the floor. I laughed at her “where do you think you’re going bitch” grabbing her leg and dragging her back. “I don’t appreciate being kicked” I told her as she looked away upset not responding. I roughly grabbed her chin and held her gaze “you’re going to be sorry for that.” Her eyes widens slightly as she tried to remain tough but she knew the repercussions would be painful. I took binder clips out of my bag and placed one on her clit. She screamed out, but I quickly covered her mouth. “Are you sorry yet?” I asked and laughed. She cried out, unable to form a full sentence through the pain. “Sttoppp, oh my stop take it Fuck take it off” she said as she rolled around, unable to move too much without making the pain worse.
I slapped her across the face, bringing her back to me. I crawled in between her legs and shove my cock into her pussy, hitting her tender thighs and rocking the binder clip on her clit. She whined out, crying and breathing heavy. I continued fucking her, her pussy incredibly wet. After a minute or two, I stopped and pulled out. I grabbed the clip on her clit and her head sat up “no no no-“ it was too late. I removed the clip and she cried out again, forcing me to have to cover her mouth. Her clit was larger than before, so I rubbed it with my other hand. She writhed and wiggled, the sensitivity taking over her body. She came hard, moaning and convulsing through my restraint.
I smiled “did you just cum?” She was breathing heavy still, recovering. She looked angry at me, not answering the question. She had though, I shoved my fingers in her tasting her cum. Then I picked her up and placed her face down, forcing her ass in the air. I held onto her tied arms and slid into her pussy from behind. I continued pumping into her for a while. She was warm and tight and I wanted to enjoy every second. She begin to lay there and take it after some time, and let’s me honest, that’s no fun.
I turned her around and grabbed the other binder clips I had and put them on her nipples. Her face scrunched up snd she yelled out “OWWW.” I spread her legs and started fucking her again. The clips on her tits rocking back and forth, causing her pain. The pain in her eyes almost made me nut, I was close. I punched her in the side of the tit on the right side as she clenched and screamed again. Her pussy tightening around my cock as she does. I repeat this on the left side feeling her tighten on my cock again. I pump harder “I’m going to cum in your pussy” I told her, seeing her eyes widen. “No you can’t do that, please don’t do that.” I spit on her, pumping harder as she continued to beg me not to. I pushed all the way in, grunting as I came in her pussy and then deflated on top of her still inside.
When I finally had the energy, I sat up and pulled out, my cum dripping out after. I cupped the cum in my hand, taking it from her pussy and rubbing it on her tits and face. “There, now you’re pretty.” I got up to get some water and get my stuff together. Once I was dressed and ready to leave, I untied her. She laid there, weak snd in pain as I left her house. I love my job.
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