Two men, both dressed in all black. We will call them Greg and Steve. Greg is the clear leader of the pair. Steve is just along for the ride. They met at the gym and, over many lifting sessions, discovered they have something very unique in common. Tonight is the night they will put all their conversations into action.
They have watched her for weeks. Even spoke to her a few times. They are such gentlemen; she would never suspect. Mostly just helping her put weights away. Steve once told her that her form looked good when she was squatting. All she did was glare at him. That is when they knew she was the one. They would teach that snobby little bitch a lesson. Both men had been fantasizing for weeks about those perky tits and big, round ass. And the fear in her eyes. Greg, in particular, is looking forward to seeing that.
She’s there on her bed, sound asleep. Unaware of what is about to happen. Steve was able to pick the lock on her back door easily and quietly. Trusting little cunt didn’t even have a deadbolt. Not that it would have deterred them. She’s laying there, on top of the covers on this hot summer night. Nothing but a tiny thong and matching tank on. She’s on her belly, one knee up. Greg can see just a little of her shaved pussy lips, and he is immediately hard. Steve stands near her head, Greg ready to grab her legs.
Something isn’t right; I just know it. Even though I am mostly still asleep, something feels off. Just as I think of opening my eyes, I hear a whisper. “Wake up, little girl, it’s time to play.” And before I can even panic, I feel the weight of two men on my body. My primal fight or flight brain engages, and I begin to thrash like a wild animal. That’s when I feel something cold and sharp pressed against my throat. I immediately still. “That’s right. We are in charge. Fight like that again, and we will stop being so gentle and nice.”
What??? Do they really believe that they are being nice? Dear God, what are they going to do to me?
“Slowly turn over onto your back.” Still feeling the press of the knife, I comply. It’s still dark in the room, so I just see the dark outline of one of the men. Panic takes over, and I scream. A slap so hard that my vision goes dark momentarily rocks my head to the side. “Shut the fuck up. I won’t tell you again.” And I believe him.
Greg is so turned on by the struggle and the scream that he almost wants to let her continue. But he knows they need her to be quiet. While Steve has the knife to her throat, Greg takes the duct tape from his pack binds her wrists and ankles to the four corners of her 4-post bed. Then Greg turns on the bedside lamp to get a better look at her. Fuck, she looks so helpless, exactly what both men have been fantasizing about.
Oh my god! I know these guys. I always see them at the gym. They gave me such an uneasy feeling whenever I caught them staring at me. The fact that they allow me to see their faces is terrifying. One of them walks over to my desk in the corner and grabs the scissors. I suck in a breath to scream again, but he just looks at me and shakes his head. “Shhhh,” he croons. “Be very still.”
Greg takes the scissors and runs them down her body and back up again. The look of terror on her face is intoxicating. He snips the straps of her tank and then cuts down the length of it, exposing her full, perky tits. Steve grabs the ruined tank and uses it to tie around her mouth as a gag. Greg takes the opportunity to run his finger up her abdomen and then to one nipple. He pinches it hard, and he sees her wince and whimper behind the gag. But bother her nipples immediately get hard, which makes Greg wonder if she’s already enjoying this. He might be able to prove his point easier than he imagined. His theory is that all women want to be dominated and fucked hard. Put in their place. And tonight, he would prove that to her.
The pinch to my nipple hurt like hell, but part of my brain registered the pleasure. What the hell is wrong with me?? I like it rough but never like this. This is a nightmare. One of the men, the one who seems to be in charge, says, “You see, I think you like this.” I emphatically shake my head. No fucking way do I want this! “Oh, I know you THINK you don’t, but I’m going to prove you so very wrong.” He is grazing my thigh as he speaks. “I will make you a deal. If I can’t make you cum in the next 15 minutes, we will leave. But I am confident that won’t be the case. I think that tight, plink little cunt will be BEGGING for more when I finish.” Something about his tone makes me utterly terrified, but also, a small part of me knows I’m curious. I hate that part of me that is betraying me. I don’t want this!
Greg runs his fingers up her thigh, she is shaking with terror, but he knows a small part of her is aroused. He can see her nipples getting visibly harder the closer he gets to her pussy. That freshly shaved little treasure. He takes the scissors and carefully snips the crotch of her panties., exposing her fully. He can’t resist and quickly dips his head down and sucker her clit between his lips. She gasps at the suddenness of it, and her hips involuntarily raise up. He stands up again and grins at her. She looks at him with pure hatred. But he knows some of that hatred is for herself for enjoying that. His finger finds her clit and begins to circle it. Meanwhile, Steve begins to grab her tits and tease her nipples. There is a soft moan from behind the gag.
What the fuck is wrong with me?? I don’t want this. And yet my body is only registering the pleasure from so much stimulation. I begin to cry from sheer frustration at my body’s betrayal of my mind.
The tears rolling down her cheeks only encourage Greg. He slips one finger inside her, only to find her soaking wet. “What a needly little whore’s cunt you have,” Greg whispers. He slips a second and then third finger in, and Steve pinches one nipple and sucks the other. Greg finds that spot inside her and massages it intensely. Then he uses the flat of his other palm to stimulate her clit. She screams behind the gag, but he knows it’s a scream of pleasure this time.
My brain is completely switched off now. All I am is my body. All I can feel are their hands. I will hate myself forever for it, but I’m falling into the heat building between my thighs. I can feel the juices dripping out of my disloyal slit. I don’t care anymore; all I can think about is the release his fingers are promising.
Greg feels the moment when she gives in. And it’s like a drug. He moves his fingers inside of her faster and harder, increasing the pressure on her clit. He can feel her swelling, preparing for release. Her juices are covering his hands. Steve is sucking and teasing her tits. Greg nods at him, and Steve removes the gag from her mouth. Greg wants to hear this.
I feel the gag slip out of my mouth, and I cry out, not from fear but from pure pleasure. His fingers are making me feel sensations I have never experienced. I feel pressure building and building until I think I will pass out.
Greg knows the moment is close, and he wonders if anyone has done this to her before. The thought of being the first spurs him on, and he speeds up his rhythm. At the exact right moment, he roughly rips his fingers out of her pussy, and a torrent of her juices flood out and cover his hand, arm, her thighs, and the bed.
I feel the flood pour out of me, and it’s like nothing I have ever felt before. I feel my pussy pulsate over and over, and my body is thrashing to the very limits of my bindings. And then he leans close to me and whispers, “The night is just getting started.”
Author: mylionskitty
A Night at the Movies- Part 2 (MF) (Public)
……and like a good Dom, he discreetly raised them to his nose to take in my scent. I sat back down in my seat and reclined again, turning the little side table so it was over my lap. I spread my legs just enough to give him access to what was now my soaking wet pussy. His hand traveled up again, and I could hear a quiet intake of breath as he discovered what a slippery mess I already was. He began to softly flick my clit back and forth with just his pinky. The task of staying quiet and still was becoming increasingly more difficult. I could feel my orgasm building by the second. I stared at the movie screen, but didn’t really see it. My mind was focused entirely on his finger and the waves of pleasure rolling through my body. When the orgasm hit, I had to slap my hand over my mouth to stifle my moans. I gripped his other hand hard as my pussy clenched over and over. As soon as my orgasm subsided, he raised his hand to his mouth to lick off my juices, and then leaned over to kiss me so I could have a taste as well.
I knew his intention was to repeat that process again soon, so while I recovered, I reached over to stroke his cock. I pushed the leg of his shorts up just enough so I could tease the tip, using his fluids to run a slippery finger around the head. I could feel him throbbing with the pleasure. And sure enough, when I looked over at him, there was just enough light from the screen to see that Dom look in his eyes. The one that makes me shiver. I knew he was ready to make me cum again.
We repeated the entire scenario twice more, him making me cum so hard with just a flick of his pinky and me stroking his cock while I recovered. No one around us was the wiser, but their presence made it that much more hot and naughty. He attempted to coax a 4th orgasm from me, but alas, the movie ended and the lights came up.
A Night at the Movies- Part 1 (MF) (Public)
A boring movie doesn’t have to be boring. Let me explain…..
When I suggested to my Lion recently that we see the new escape room movie, the look he gave me was one of utter confusion. That is, until I pointed out that it would be a dark room, full of people, with reclining seats, and a movie that we don’t mind missing parts of. Realizing this situation would satisfy my fantasy about public shenanigans while still remaining discreet, his reply was simply “what a naughty kitty”.
Naughty indeed! Just the idea of him touching me while strangers sat close made me instantly wet!
Movie night came and I made sure to wear a short dress for easy access, and we purchased seats in the back corner. We were both very excited by the idea of this new experience. We are extremely adventurous when it comes to sex, but the closest we’ve come to anything public is fucking in his truck.