You wake up with a gasp, inhaling air as deep as your lungs can take it. Your mind feels fuzzy, like you’ve been out all night drinking and you might still be a little drunk. You open your eyes and see… nothing. It’s complete darkness. Still taking deep breathes you try and look around, try and move, blinking rapidly. Hoping for some bit of light, any kind of clue to tell you where you are.
Where are you? You try and move and realize you’re laying down on a mattress. Or at least you think it’s a mattress, it’s soft. You try and pull at your arms, just now realizing they’re above your head… tied. Of course you try and pull on the restraints, it’s rope and not soft rope either. It cuts into your wrists. Trying to move your legs you realize they’re tied as well, but spread apart and not only that, but you’re naked.
Something moves in the darkness, you feel it. You feel someone is looking at you, watching you struggle. You start breathing faster, pulling harder on the ropes, rolling and jerking against them as you feel the someone coming closer. You don’t realize why you’re not screaming, you take a deep breath to do just that and someone’s hand closes over your mouth. You scream loudly behind that hand anyway. Panic overtaking you. Your head isn’t fuzzy anymore it’s nice and clear and you realize that you’re naked, tied to a bed in complete darkness and someone is there holding in your screams.
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You knew the moment she woke up, you’d been waiting on it for hours now… Your pulse speeds up as you listen to her struggle, realizing everything so slowly. No lights… tied up… naked… helpless. You could feel the emotions roiling through her. You stand up slowly, moving towards the bed. You think to your self, she’ll start screaming any moment now. You hear her take in that terribly deep breath and step forward a bit quicker, knowing exactly where her mouth is you cover it. Feeling that scream vibrate against your hand you can already feel the blood rushing to your cock.
You lean down towards her, keeping your hand tight on that sweet little mouth, still screaming. You whisper right at her face, “Be quiet, or I’ll make you be quiet.” The words aren’t harsh, they aren’t stern but they having a feeling, a meaning behind them that tells her you mean business. You feel rather than hear her stop screaming, but her breath is hissing through her nose as she almost hyperventilates. You keep your hand tight on her mouth, her body goes still, the jerking stops.
“That’s better,” you whisper, still close to her face. “If you’re a good girl, I won’t hurt you. If you’re a bad girl… well I’m sure you know what will happen.” You feel the thoughts flow through her brain, everything shes imagining probably worse than what you’d actually do, probably.
“I’m going to take my hand off your mouth, if you scream I’ll hurt you. Plain and simple. If you’re quiet, then we’re off to a good start.” Still whispering right to her face you can feel her whole body tremble as well as her head nod under your hand. “Good girl, now remember you keep being a good girl.” Slowly you release your tight grip from the girl’s mouth. Bringing your hand up slowly. Even though you can’t see her face, you can feel the terror in her.
She takes a deep breath as your hand comes away. You hear her lick her lips then say, “Wh-what do you want?” The fear thick in her voice is like a drug to you. You feel your cock throb, realizing how hard it is.
You smile down at her, knowing she can’t see it on your face. “You know what I want.” You tell her. You can feel her shake her head, “No.. no I don’t.” What a cute little girl, “Of course you know what I want. I want you.” Your words grow quiet as you speak each word closer to her ear. Each word making her body jerk a little.
The fear comes stronger, you can feel it coming off her in waves. The begging starts of course, they always beg. “Please, please, please, don’t hurt me, please.” Her voice grows higher pitched with each plea. You grab her jaw, quick, keeping it tight in your hand. “Remember, be a good girl.” You hiss into her ear. You can feel the tears flow over your fingers as they grip her cheek.
“I promise, by the end of the night you’ll be as happy as I am. Well, almost as happy. From here on you will call me, Sir. Do you understand?” Keeping your grip on her jaw you slowly release it and let her have her head back, you wait for that first sweet use of your name…
“Y-yes, Sir.” The tears thick in her voice makes the sound of it even better. You back up slowly away from the bed and turn on the bedside lamp. Looking at her naked body in the yellowish light, seeing what you’re about to conquer, you feel your dick give a hard throb, eager to be at her.