Tony had last seen Laura when he made his rounds the previous month, reading the electric meters on her street. Through a window, he saw her tied naked to posts in the basement and tried to rescue her, but it turned out she wasn't in danger. Seems her husband was also her Dominant, and he had her tie herself up and wait for someone else to find her later. Turned out she was skilled at self-bondage. So today, Tony would be coming to her house again to read the meter, and she had told him she'd leave the back door unlocked, that he should come in and find her in self-bondage somewhere in the house.
Tony arrived after reading all the other meters on his route, so he could spend more time at Laura's. He found the back door unlocked and entered. He was in the kitchen, and she was not there. He wandered about the first floor and soon found her. She was naked and tied to a coffee table, with a purple scarf or something wrapped around her head as a gag. We went to her and removed the gag.
"I'm so happy to have found you, Laura. I wanted you to be able to talk, but I'll replace the gag when we're done if you want. Did you put yourself in bondage for me?"
"Yes. I bound myself just for you, so you don't have to replace the gag. I won't need it afterwards. Now that you found me, you can let your inner dominant loose and have your way with me!"
"I'm looking forward to that. First I'll blindfold you, then I'll explore your body, maybe torment you a bit, and then fuck you."
"Sounds good, Tony. Have at me!"
So, Tony took the purple scarf, folded it, and placed it over her eyes, then tied it behind her head. Tony and Laura both knew that taking away her vision would enhance all her other sensitivities and make all that Tony did with her more intense. But Tony left her there, alone for a minute, while he went to the bathroom and got a towel. She heard him leave and wondered what he was up to. When he returned, he lifted her rear and slid a folded towel under her butt, then laid her back down on it. She felt the towel and knew good things were going to happen.
Tony started by putting his hands on Laura's breasts. She let out a nice moan of satisfaction in feeling his hands touch her there, and he caressed, cupped, and squeezed her gently. Then Tony squeezed her mounds with more authority, and she squirmed a little at the feel of his strength. Soon, he used his fingers to tweak her nipples, flicking them to further arouse them before taking them between his thumbs and fingers. He squeezed her nipples, which hurt, and Laura reacted with a sigh of pain. Then he pulled on her nipples, causing more pain, but they both knew it also aroused her once the pain subsided.
Laura squirmed more, within the limits her restraints would allow, when Tony squeezed and pulled her nipples harder and rolled his wrists over the sides of her breasts to gain leverage. He was pulling her nipples and stretching her breasts, giving Laura more pain than before, and she was feeling it all. She let out some loud 'Ah's of pain as Tony continued to assault her nipples and inflict anguish. When he finished, he kissed her very sore nipples, and as the pain let up, the arousal returned with even more passion. Laura was wet and ready for more.
Tony left Laura's breasts and nipples and moved his hand to her inner thighs, spreading them open as she lay helplessly tied to the coffee table. He caressed her from her knees to her crotch. Laura squirmed a little as it tickled her tender skin, but she loved it, especially when he grazed over her pubic hair and pussy. Tony knew he was turning her on, but wanted to tease her for a bit first. She enjoyed his teasing and wanted more before he dove into her snatch for something more serious. He liked to tease any helpless woman, so he continued while she cooed with enjoyment despite the tickling she felt. When he got her to wiggle wildly with his tickling, he finally stopped, then rubbed her where he'd been tickling... and she loved that he did.
Next, he turned his attention to Laura's pussy. He ran his fingers up and down her slit, opening it while she moaned with happiness. He inserted two fingers into her and began a nice, slow in-and-out rhythm, then added his thumb to rub her clit with each pass. The combo of being finger-fucked and having her clit rubbed by his thumb got Laura going, arousing her immensely, her juices starting to leak onto the towel, and she moaned loudly and bucked as much as she could.
"Oh fuck! Don't stop, please," she begged Tony.
But he had other ideas and stopped.
"Why did you stop? I was loving that. Please don't stop!" she repeated, begging.
Tony did not respond, but left her and went to the sex toys drawer in their bedroom, which he had learned about on his last visit. He picked out a riding crop.
Laura, fully turned on, wondered why he stopped playing with her cunt. Meanwhile, it was suddenly very quiet. She listened and heard him in the distance. A minute later, she heard him returning.
He did not speak, but tapped her inner thigh with the leather end of the crop. It was a light tap, and her reaction was one of wondering what it was. He tapped her other inner thigh a second later, and she was pretty sure it was a riding crop, or maybe a cane, but not a whip or flogger. Just as she was deciding that, Tony smacked her inner thighs again, a little harder, and she knew it was the riding crop.
Tony began to flick the crop back and forth, striking each of Laura's inner thighs in turn with the leather tip. It felt good to her, despite the sensitive skin there. She squirmed a little as he picked up the pace and intensity. She imagined her skin was starting to turn red as the flicks were stinging and starting to hurt more. He kept flipping the crop back and forth, smacking the same areas on her inner thighs, and it started to hurt quite a bit. Laura squirmed in discomfort now, sighing in pain as Tony kept flipping the crop back and forth. Finally, it hurt too much, and she screamed out.
"Please stop. It really hurts now!"
"Would you rather I struck you somewhere else?" Tony replied as he continued to strike her.
"Yes, please. Anywhere but my thighs!" she begged.
Tony stopped and waited a moment, but when he started again, he smacked her exposed pussy. He hit her lightly with the leather tip of the crop, she felt it and squirmed immediately.
"Did you like that?"
"Yes. It was arousing and much better than the thighs," she said.
So, Tony smacked her pussy again, lightly, and Laura moaned in pleasure. He continued, making sure to tap directly on her clit each time, causing Laura to jerk a little and let out a nice moan. Tony took his time, letting Laura enjoy the feel of each strike, and to think about when the next one would come. Tony began to add a few harder strikes, giving Laura another two things to think about: when would the next strike come, and would it be a light tap or a hard strike? Tony did a good job of mixing them up, and she never knew what was coming next. He gradually mixed more hard strikes in, and Laura jumped whenever a hard one hit, sighing a painful 'Ah'.
Tony smacked Laura's clit repeatedly as she squirmed against the restraints of her self-bondage. She screamed out when a particularly painful strike hit her clit just right and hurt a lot, but knew she would be wet with desire when the pain faded between hard strikes. He continued for several minutes, until she was screaming in pain quite often, and he decided she'd had enough. He stopped.
Laura's pain subsided and she was left with a strong arousal, her cunt leaking her juices and soaking wet, while her desire, her need, grew as she wondered what Tony would do now. The blindfold kept her guessing as to what he was up to, though her hearing was acute, and she detected him pulling his jeans down. Then she heard the coffee table creak as he apparently got on it. Next, she felt him touch her pussy, caressing her slit again, and touching her so sensitive swollen clit. She jumped at that, but he kept rubbing her clit lightly, making her squirm uncontrollably, driving her wild.
Then Tony took his hand away and replaced it with his erect penis. He tapped Laura's clit a few more times, testing her ability not to scream again at the extreme sensitivity there. Then he pressed his cock's head to her hole and pushed in. She relaxed and accommodated him, accepting his hard-on's push. Tony drove deep into her, and she felt his penetration to her cervix. She moaned in delight; her needs were finally being consummated. Tony withdrew partway, then pushed deep again, starting a smooth rhythm as he fucked Laura with passion.
She moaned in pleasure as he kept pumping her, his cock giving her yet another arousal, but this one would be seen to its conclusion. Tony groaned as he reached his climax, his penis swelled a bit more just before he jerked and spasmed, squirting his load into Laura. He squirted over and over, filling her with his semen. She felt the warmth of his ejaculate inside her, which triggered her orgasm. She tensed, jerked, and came in waves of ecstasy, and squirted her feminine juices onto his balls and the towel. They both saved their best for last as they ended together, spent.
After Tony pulled out, he offered to untie Laura from the coffee table, but she insisted on showing him how she could get loose. Laura deftly got hold of the loose strap end and latch at her right wrist, loosened that ratchet and got it off, then quickly undid the others. She was a master of the art of DIY bondage!
Tony dressed, and after a hug and kiss, he returned to doing his meter reading route. Laura waited to dress until after he left. On his leaving, she made him an offer:
"Every month, when you come by on your meter-reading route, try the back door. If it's unlocked, it means I'm tied up somewhere in the house, waiting for you, Tony. Do come in, find me, and indulge your desires... and mine!"
