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Not what she bargained for ! Part 3
I have not heard from Sheila since Tuesday night when I gave her a small taste . When she left my thoughts were. I would here from her right away.... As a few days have past... Maybe not.... Either way I had fun with her..... It's now 8pm on Saturday and I've been working around the house all day. I have no plans. It's been a long week and I needed to get some stuff done. The doorbell rings. I open the door and Sheila is standing there dressed in a baggy sweatshirt , sweatpants with flip flops. I think to myself this is interesting. I invite her in and she immediately starts bitching about how I treated her...... How dare I use her like that, what kind of asshole are you that you would treat another person like that..... I 'm a real person with feelings. I'm not some or that you just throw away....... I made the mistake of letting myself like you.....and this is how you treat me ....Take advantage of me.....Your a real fucking asshole.......I let her rant for a couple of minutes with this little temper tantrum.... One thing I did notice is that she had on a very distinct and wonderfully smelling perfume. Scent hound that I am. I tune out her twating and take in that pleasing smell. Who goes over to a man's house smelling like that unless your looking to get fucked.....Her tirade and continued cunting is starting to get me aroused.... After about the tenth time she called me an asshole........ I scream out.............That's it .........I had enough....... I pick sheila up off the ground and place her on my shoulders and carry her out the door to my garage kicking and screaming..... She starts yelling pretty loud get off me you jerk ..... What are you doing... I do love her feistiness. I grab some rope, put her down and quickly tie her hands together to the front. She does a pretty good job of resisting as she continues to mother fuck me and runs her mouth. I finally get her hands tied and attach them to my overhead cable crank. I walk to the wall and slowly turn the crank so her wrists are now tied together over her head. I keep cranking just enough to where her bare feet are now just barely touching the ground and she is getting a good stretch. During our little struggle she seems to have lost both of her flip flops. Sheila keeps up her angry little tirade yelling at me to let her go.....trying to kick me.......This is not normal... Who does this to another person..... you piece of shit.....Luckily for her I had a clean bag of rags on the floor. I grab a handful of rags and use them to shut this little pain in the ass up. I stuff her mouth full and use some thin rope to secure them in place. I am now enjoying her muffled protests. I think it's time to teach sheila a little bit about patience. and respect. I rip down sheila's sweat pants to her ankles , immediately I notice that she is not wearing any panties. I remove her sweats pants and grab some thick rough course rope. I tie a length around her hips and waist snug and taught. She has no idea what I am up to as she tries to kick me. I let her protest as I tie the rope to the back of her waist and run it through the crack of her ass. I give the inside of her thighs a couple of real hard smacks to get her to open and spread her legs wide for me. I pull the rope underneath her. Down through the crack of her ass between her legs. I open up her pussy lips already moist and glistening pulling the rope right through the middle of her cunt ....I tie a large knot in the middle of the rope so that the knot lays just above her clit. I throw the rest of the rope over the rafter as sheila's eyes are now fixed on me and the rope as she starts to worry about her predicament. I walk to the corner of the garage and return with a york 45lb barbell plate. I make sure sheila can see what I am doing. Her eyes are feverishly locked on me. I tie the cast iron plate to the end of the rope and let it hang as it pulls sheila's crotch rope tight and snug through the crack of her ass up through the middle of her thighs splitting her pussy lips in two..... Just touching her clit and that dark pubic mound .... Sheila starts her little protest dance... With each movement the crotch rope digs in tighter and deeper . She can feel every strand of the coarse rope...Now my disrespectful little . I am going inside to take a shower and clean up. I will be back in a hour or so. Take this as a learning experience .......Part of your training...Oh by the way ......Your pussy gives you away........ Or should I say My pussy gives you away.......You can't really be mad at somebody when your pussy is always soaking wet. ..... That cunt of yours... ..That cunt of mine... is always wet around me.........Feel free to hump your crotch rope..... I won't get jealous.... I promise....... Who knows you might like it..... My little slut.......With that I go inside to shower.... Mean while sheila struggles with her circumstance . Her shoulders start to ache from having her hands tied taught, over her head to the ceiling cable, with her feet just touching the floor and that horrible rope digging into her most sacred spot. With every twist and movement brings discomfort and pain. At the same time she feels that itch of uncontrollable lust from what is happening. How could she be so helpless and in pain. Yet at the same time so turned on , finding herself purposely rubbing her clit / pussy against the rope..... She thinks to herself this can't be happening..... He can't be doing this to me again...Why does this hurt so much ?....Why am I so aroused..... Slowly Sheila can't help but grind against the rope. Ignoring the pain giving in to the curiosity. She starts working herself in a steady controlled rhythm. Feeling the need to scratch that insatiable itch.... her calf's start to ache from standing on her toes....She grinds her self deeper into the crotch rope to get some relief pulling down hard on her bound wrists.... I finish my shower and walk outside and watch sheila from the window. I see her very slowly and with measured movements grinding her clit against the rope.... I can see a determined look of passion on her face.... I wish I had this video taped. This is an incredible scene going on right now. I know the pain/ pleasure she is going through at this moment. The conflict in her mind and the choice she made to try and get her self off... This little fire plug keeps surprising me. It's been about twenty minutes since I left her there. I continue watching the show. I won't interrupt until she finishes. I notice her movements increase as she stands up on her toes and then grinds her hips down more forcefully rubbing on the rope. I see the knot I tied is now beneath her clit as she uses it to increase the pressure on her sweet spot. Determined she works her hips in a slow steady rise and fall over the knot. I see the intensity and the passion on her face. I hear the muffled grunts/sighs and then an intense orgasm hits her. Quickly she starts cumming as her little body shakes and quivers. I can hear her low suppressed moans of passion through her gag.. She continues to rub her now swollen irritated clit and lips on the rope. Each time she grinds against the rope it brings new pleasure and intense pain.... As I watch more closely...I think she is in the middle of multiple orgasms. I am amused , perplexed and proud of this little slut. I glance down at the floor and see a small puddle of her juices. Her movements have now become more reckless as I watch her pull down harder on the over head cable so she can get a deeper grind against the rope. Nothing gets me more excited than to see a woman in the moment of her most primal orgasm with her juices flowing . Especially a woman like this who has never given into her primal lust before.... Finally her little dance of passion comes to an abrupt end. Her face is glowing, her body in distress. She just had the most intense orgasm of her life... She feels confused, defiant, helpless, entranced by this man. The dulled pain in her sex a constant reminder of her predicament.... She knows she likes him, part of her hates him already....Why is he treating me like this ? .... Why did I come back for more ? ....All she really knows is that she feels alive..... She has never been stirred like this before. |
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