Jo was a happy woman in her forties who loved sex. She lived alone, but dreamed of sex, read sexy stories, and watched porn as she masturbated every evening. And she kept herself shaved and ready for the day her dream man came along. She wanted him to be dominating, a guy who would tie her up and abuse her body, which would arouse her deeply. Then he'd take her and fuck her brains out, hopefully doggie style. That was her dream, anyway, but she was still waiting for it to happen.

Little did she know it would happen quite soon.

o o o

It was a normal Friday, with going to work, going out for drinks with the gals after work, and heading home. But home meant an empty house, and another evening of reading sex stories, watching porn, and using her vibrator at bedtime to relieve her desires. That always worked, but she longed for a man. Why couldn't some wonderful man just walk in the front door and take her? Was that too much to ask? She went to bed with that same wish every night, and even started leaving the front door unlocked in the hope a prowler would enter.

It was just after midnight that she awoke. She heard a noise from somewhere; was it inside the house? She got up and put her nightgown on over her lacy sleepwear to investigate. She wandered quietly to the hallway, stopped, and listened. The sounds were coming from the living room, so she snuck down the hall to look. As the living room came into view, she saw a man looking through the drawers of her TV credenza.

"Can I help you?" she asked, calmly.

Startled, the man turned and saw her. He started to head for the front door.

"Don't go! You can rob me, though I doubt I have much you'd want, unless you'd want me."

The man stopped, turned, and looked at her. Even in the darkness, he could see she was a nice-looking woman, short but well-proportioned.

"What do you mean, unless I want you?" he asked.

"I mean, I'd like some male company, and I could make it worth your while for the next twenty-four hours," she replied.

"Like how?" he asked with interest in his voice.

"Whatever you want, as long as you tie me up to pretend it's a real home invasion," she told him.

"Okay, lady. I'll play your game," he said.

"Good," she said, smiling to herself with anticipation of her dream coming true.

o o o

"So, what do you want me to do, you strong man?" she asked as she turned the light on.

Seeing her more clearly in the light, he saw an attractive, shorter woman in a robe, and felt a twinge of power at her seeming urge to please him.

"Ah, how about you take the robe off?" he queried.

"Okay," Jo said, and she slipped it off, revealing her lingerie beneath, which featured a semi-see-through top and a lacy bottom. They revealed her smooth, round breasts, perky nipples, and a hint of pussy behind a sheer bit of cloth.

"You look really pretty, lady," he said. "I like what you're wearing! Very sexy!"

"Do you want me to model it, or take it off?" Jo asked.

A little shocked by her forward offer, but pleased, he said, "Why not both! Do a little striptease for me, won't you?"

"It'd be my pleasure," Jo replied.

She slipped the strap of her top off one shoulder and eased it down as she swayed back and forth for her admirer. Then she did the same with the other side, and soon the fabric was barely hanging on her generous breasts. She wiggled and let it fall off, ending on her hips and exposing her full breasts, areolas, and nipples, which were prominent yet not quite erect. Then she grabbed the top at her hips and pulled it down and off, stepping out of it.

Next, she grabbed her lacy bottom at her hips and pulled it down a little on one side and then the other, teasing her intruder, who watched intently. When it cleared her pussy and showed clean-shaven pussy lips, he sighed audibly. Jo finished by pulling the bottom off and smiled at him.

"Very nice!" he said.

"I'm glad you like what you see," she offered. "What would you like me to do now?"

"Well, if you want this to play like a home invasion, then I should tie you up," he stated.

"Okay, I like that!" Jo said. "We can do some role playing, with you as the intruder, and me, the helpless teacher. I have some rope you can use. Let me get it."

So Jo went to her bedroom dresser, opened the bottom drawer where she kept all her naughty toys, and took the soft rope out. She walked back to the man and handed him the rope.

"Do you want me on the chair or the sofa?" she asked.

"Let's do the chair and see how it goes," he said.

"Okay. Can I have a 'safe word' in case it gets to be too much?" Jo said.

"Sure, how about 'pickles'?"

"That's good. Go ahead and tie me up," Jo exclaimed.

"I've never done this before," the man said. "Maybe you can help me out?"

"Sure!" she exclaimed enthusiastically. Jo suggested he tie her wrists to her raised ankles, so she lifted her feet and placed her hands alongside. This spread her wide open with her breasts, rear, and pussy all exposed. The man stared at her nakedness, and Jo could see the bulge in his jeans grow noticeably.

"Now you'll want to tie my wrists to my ankles, then run the ropes under the chair, and tie the ends together to keep me spread and unable to escape," Jo offered.

"I see," said the man, and tied her as she suggested. It was a little crude, but effective.

Jo enjoyed the feeling of being restrained, exposed, and made helpless by this man. Her thoughts ran wild with all the things she imagined he could do with her. But she realized this particular man wasn't of the same thoughts, not yet anyway, and she'd have to tell him what she wanted.

o o o

"I have toys in my dresser that you could use on me," Jo announced.

"Is that something you want?" he asked.

"Oh yes!" she exclaimed. "I've dreamed of someone like you tying me up and having your way with me. You can do whatever you want."

"Really? Is that why our door was unlocked? You know I only came to rob you, right?"

"Yes. I leave the door unlocked every night lately, hoping a man like you will come in and take me. Do you think you could?"

"Well, you are getting me turned on, so yes!" he said, warming to the idea. "You say you have toys?"

"Yes. Maybe blindfold me to start, then use a feather to tickle me, or a paddle to spank me. You can use anything you find in the dresser."

So the man went to the bedroom dresser, opened the bottom drawer, and looked around. He moved some things and found a blindfold, which he took. He also took a feather, a vibrator, and a dildo with a clit tickler attached.

Jo whimpered quietly while thinking about the turn of events. Not only did a man come into her house as she always dreamed, but he was going along with her fantasy to be tied up and assailed with her own toys. She shivered with anticipation, and her pussy was already wet with excitement!

"My name is Jo. Can you tell me your first name? I'd love to be able to use it when you begin to play with me," Jo asked when the man returned. "I mean, this was my idea, so it's not like I'm going to call the cops."

The man thought about it, and the sexual fun he had stumbled into. He believed she wouldn't report him to the police, and he decided to trust her.

"My name is Ted," he offered.

"Hi Ted," Jo said. "I hope you'll treat me as your personal slut and sex toy. Do whatever you want, as long as you don't injure me."

"Okay, Jo. So let's start by blindfolding you."

"That's a good idea. Blindfolding will enhance my sense of helplessness and make my other senses more alive."

With that, Ted put the blindfold over Jo's eyes and tied the drawstrings in the back.

Then Ted got the feather and started to tickle Jo's feet. Jo squirmed and laughed as he touched it to her toes, forced it between them, and then swirled it on the bottom of her feet. It felt good, but also annoying, as it tickled her and she could not stop it.

"Oh God, please stop!" she yelled after a few minutes of tickling.

"You are in no position to beg, my dear," Ted answered, but he did stop. Well, for a moment anyway. Then he moved to her luscious white inner thighs, and he ran the feather up and down her sensitive skin. Jo squirmed even more.

"That's sexier," she said, laughing a bit. "And my feet are so ticklish."

"Then let me move up to your pussy, and we'll see if you're ticklish there," Ted announced.

He slid the feather up Jo's thigh to her pussy lips and ran the feather all about.

"I like that," Jo told him, laughing slightly.

"Good. Then you'll like this, too," Ted told her.

He used his free hand to spread her pussy lips and expose her pink folds and clit beneath, then tickled them with the feather. Jo jerked and squirmed as hard as she could. It felt incredibly ticklish, but was also a huge turn-on.

"Oh my God!" she cried out. "I love that!"

So Ted continued to tease her tender pussy, running the feather up and down as Jo squirmed and moaned, rocking as she strained against the ropes. In a minute, she was leaking her pussy juices onto the chair.

"Oh, stop, please!" she yelled. "Anything else. Please!"

o o o

"As you wish, my dear Jo," Ted said as he was getting more comfortable with the power she had given him.

He took the feather away and grabbed the vibrator. He turned it on low and touched it to Jo's exposed muff. She jumped at its buzzing vibrations on her most sensitive place. It immediately felt good and removed the itchy tickle of the feather.

"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed.

Ted said nothing, but concentrated on getting Jo so turned on that she would cum. He ran the vibe up and down her pussy, sending waves of pleasure through Jo, and she was in heaven. She moaned loudly and pushed her pussy into the vibrator to feel it more intensely. Then Ted turned it on high and focused on her clit, and Jo lost all control. She bucked and yelled and came with a gush of her nectar.

"Oh my God!" she cried out.

But then Ted stopped.

"Why are you stopping?" she asked.

"It's not for you to ask," Ted told her, getting into his dominating role. "I'll decide what you get and when, and you'll be quiet and take it."

"Okay," Jo said, accepting the submissive role she had wanted all along.

Ted turned the vibrator off and set it down.

He undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor, then pulled his briefs down as well. His erection sprang out, ready for action. He pulled Jo to the front of the chair and couched slightly to get to the height of her pussy and aimed his rod at Jo's wet opening. She could sense what he might be doing, but being blindfolded, she wasn't sure.

Then Ted touched his erect penis to her opening and pressed into her. Jo was so wet that he slid right in, to his surprise. It felt great for both of them as he began to push deeper, and as he drove in up to his pubes, she moaned with appreciation. Then he started to thrust, and she pushed back against him, feeling his cock touch the back of her vagina. It was thrilling, and like nothing she'd experienced, with the helplessness and blindness adding so much to her enjoyment.

Ted grabbed the chair arms and fucked her with gusto while she enjoyed the feeling, and synchronized her pushes with his thrusts. With the added impetus of her push-backs, it wasn't long before he climaxed and shot his wad, filling her with his semen. The thrill of its warmth and the feelings of his cock so far in her caused her to cum hard, squirting her juices all over him, and to cry out in her happiness.

o o o

After they were done, he pulled out, cleaned himself, and wiped the chair off before putting his pants back on. She was tied up and could not do anything about her after-sex mess, and Ted just left her as she was.

"Aren't you going to clean me up?" she asked.

"No, I want you to feel like the debased slut you're role-playing," he explained.

"So what are you going to do with me now?" she wondered aloud.

"I'm going to see what you have in the refrigerator and have something to drink while I consider what I want to do with you next."

"Oh. Well, I need to go to the bathroom. Can you untie me? I'll come right back."

"What will you give me in trade for letting you go to the bathroom?"

"What do you want?"

"While you're in the bathroom, I'll go through your dresser, and when you get back, I'll use whatever I find on you, no limits."

"Okay, as long as you'll let me use my safe word and stop if it's too much."

"Sure, I'll abide by the safe word, but otherwise, no limits," Ted stated.

Then Ted undid the blindfold and the ropes, and Jo went to the bathroom. While she was gone, he got a beer and opened the dresser drawer again. Adding to the feather, special dildo, and vibrator he already had out, he found a riding crop, nipple clamps, and a paddle. He took them all back to the living room.

In the bathroom, Jo peed and cleaned up. When she returned, Ted re-attached the ropes that held her to the chair, again tying her hands to her ankles, and tightened the ropes under the chair to keep her spread in a Vee. She was as helpless as ever when he put the blindfold back on her.

"Okay, I'm going to let your special dildo do my work for me while I get some food," Ted announced.

Then he turned the dildo on, pressed it into Jo's pussy, and set the tickler against her clit. The low buzz of the device as it swirled inside and buzzed her clit felt so good that Jo relaxed. She was soon lulled into a wonderful sense of calm with the added thrill of arousal. While Ted went to the kitchen to get some food, she enjoyed how the dildo slowly turned her on. The longer Ted was away, the more she craved the climax the device was driving her to, until the incessant arousal forced her over the edge. Jo came hard, her juices flowing onto the chair. She held down her screams of delight, but Ted heard her orgasm from the kitchen... and smiled.

After she came, Jo quickly felt the urge build again since the dildo was still swirling inside her and buzzing her clit. She jerked and came again, even harder than before, and more of her nectar flowed out. The chair was getting wet, but Jo didn't care; she loved the feel and intensity of her climaxes too much. The thing was that the dildo's tickler kept buzzing her clit, and she was getting turned on yet again. She came several more times, but there seemed to be some discomfort building as it was becoming a bit irritating. But she was in no position to stop it, and soon she spasmed and came again, but this time very little juice dripped from her. And still the swirling and buzzing continued.

"Ted, you can turn it off now. I've had enough," she called to him.

"I'll decide when you've had enough, my sweet slut," he answered, and remained in the kitchen.

Jo realized Ted was giving her forced orgasms, and he wasn't going to stop things. Even as she spoke, the buzzing aroused her again, and the urge to come hit her. She jerked and came, and this time she was very dry. That made the buzzing unpleasant, and it was irritating to have an orgasm. And yet she could not stop it from happening. Or could she...

She thought maybe she could push with her hips and squeeze her vaginal muscles enough to dislodge the dildo. She tried, and to her pleasant surprise, when she wiggled and squeezed just right, the dildo worked itself out of her pussy and fell between her butt cheeks. Being buzzed on her crack felt weird, but at least it didn't irritate or hurt, and her pussy calmed down. The orgasms stopped.

o o o

After a while, Ted came back and found what Jo had done.

"So, you've wiggled out of the forced orgasms, have you? Well, then I'll just have to spank you as punishment."

"If you must," Jo responded, thinking a nice little spanking would be a fun change.

Ted retrieved the paddle and tapped her rear, one cheek, then the other. He began to spank her, lightly at first, but then harder, and Jo squirmed at the sting of the paddle.

"Ouch!" she yelled.

"Quiet, slut. You deserve this for wiggling out of your forced orgasms. I think I'll have to spank you until your butt is red!"

At first, the spanking wasn't too bad, and Jo was enjoying it. In fact, it was a turn on, even after all the orgasms had worn her out. She squirmed with each strike, and Ted was no longer being gentle, but she found to her surprise that it was arousing her! As she squirmed with each paddle hit, she also felt the return of her wetness. Before long, she was totally aroused, very wet again, and wanted his cock in her.

"Any chance you could fuck me now?" she asked.

"Maybe," he said, then paused and considered it. "Well, if you insist," Ted finally admitted as his arousal took over.

He put the paddle down and enjoyed the view of her well-reddened cheeks. He rubbed some lotion on them with his hands, and she reacted with a sigh of appreciation, and anticipation.

"Could you take me doggie style?" Jo asked.

"It would be my pleasure. Let me untie you," Ted replied.

So he undid the ropes, helped her up to bend over a chair arm, dropped his jeans and briefs, pointed his spear at her pussy's target, and plunged into her.

"Oh God, that feels good," she exclaimed.

Ted simply pushed deeper and began to thrust faster as he continued to fuck Jo with enthusiasm. Perhaps the break while he let the dildo do the work had reinvigorated him. Or maybe it was the spanking her that turned him on. Either way, he was enjoying the sex and fucked her with abandon.

Jo loved the feel of him in her from behind, and the deeper, the better. The way she was bent over, her could drive all the way into her, and he did, banging against her cervix with each full thrust. Soon, both of them were panting and approaching their climax. Ted came first, his hard cock exploding into Jo's hot pussy, squirting his load into her. She felt the warmth hit her and jerked, spasmed, and came. It felt so good for them both that they soon collapsed, she rolling over and falling back into the chair as he pulled out and knelt on the floor, resting his head on the chair beside her.

o o o

The sun was just rising when they awoke for their latest romp, many hours later.

"Well, that was fun!" Ted announced to Jo as she awakened.

"Yes, it was. And we slept so well! Can you stay for a while?" Jo asked

"Maybe. What do you have in mind?" he asked coyly.

"Well, you can keep me tied up and play with me all you want until midnight. Oh, could you? Please?" Jo begged.

"Since you put it so nicely. Sure. I'd like nothing better than to torment you and fuck your brains out, all day long."

o o o

And so they began a day of role play, with lonely teacher Jo tied to the chair and intruder Ted trying her toys on her.

He started by putting her nipple clamps on her erect nipples, and every time he felt like it, he'd give the chain connecting them a pull. He enjoyed seeing Jo, who couldn't see it coming, scream out, more at the surprise than the actual pain.

He found he also enjoyed slapping her with the riding crop. He quietly approached and swatted her inner thighs, back and forth between them, as she sat spread apart in a Vee. The blindfold always made it a surprise.

Of course, tormenting Jo gradually aroused her, and she grew increasingly eager for the surprise attacks on her nipples and thighs. Both hurt, but also turned her on with anticipation, mostly because Ted often followed them with a good fucking.

And so it went. Whenever she needed it, Ted untied her to use the bathroom or get food or drink, and she freshened up and returned to be tied up again, ready for more.

Ted enjoyed spanking and swatting her ass and thighs, and had found they both liked it when he used the riding crop on her pussy. That really got Jo aroused, and she squirmed for all she was worth from the pain, and then from the turn-on that always seemed to follow. Ted always rewarded her for taking the crop so well by fucking her to a fine orgasm. He got off on it as well, and they both rested afterward.

And so they spent Saturday. At dinner time, Ted released Jo, and they made a fine dinner together, enjoyed it, and then he tied her to the chair again. All evening, he found ways to assail Jo and turn her on. They played their roles of abductor and captive so well, and they enjoyed it equally.

When midnight came, Ted released Jo.

"It's been twenty-four hours," he said. "Time to set you free, Jo."

"It's been fun, Ted! Would you like to come back and do it again?" she asked.

"When?" he wondered.

"How about next Friday evening. You could come by earlier, and maybe we could condense things to a few hours of fun. What do you think?" Jo asked.

"I could do that. Let's make it a date!" Ted agreed enthusiastically.

o o o

And so they began a weekly role-playing affair, which they both enjoyed as Ted played the intruder who tormented Jo, while she played the not-so-innocent school teacher who lived alone and loved her intruder. And so it was that Jo got the weekly dose of pain, arousal, and sexual pleasure that she always dreamed of.