Tales of the Rope

Chapter 22: Surprise Continued

Brandy was helpless, a naked woman tied down to a man’s bed with legs spread wide in invitation, blind and silent, and quite unable to free herself. Her nerves were tingling and she felt a delicious spasm of fear that both excited and tormented her.

Brandy sucked air in through her nose and smelled that wonderful leather smell. She let go of the chain and clenched her fingers into fists. The steel cutting gently into her flesh was hard and cold and impersonal. I will hold you prisoner, it told her. And she knew it did not lie.

The position was awkward, mostly because of the pillows under her bottom arching her hips upward. But those pillows had the effect of raising her sexual parts off the bed, into plain view, readily available to anyone. She knew how obscenely but deliciously available that position made her. And she smiled under the tight leather.

Bill, when he came home tonight, would find an unexpected surprise awaiting him in his bedroom. She knew he always returned from his job at about seven o’clock. That was forty-three minutes from the moment she clicked shut the final padlock.

Of course, he might not be exactly on time. There was traffic that might slow him down. His boss might ask him to work a little late. Brandy shivered with delightful fear at that thought. How many hours might Bill have to work late...?

The naked young woman settled down as comfortably as she could to await her boyfriend. She had debated not using the hood so she could see the look on his face when he found her naked and tied to his bed. But when she planned this little adventure, it just seemed right to make herself as helpless as possible. It would impress Bill more when he came in. Not only would he find a naked woman tied to his bed, she would be blind and speechless. Brandy assumed he would instantly know it was her. He had seen her naked body and tied it down to that same bed enough times so that he should recognize it even without the face showing.

Surprising Bill was not the only purpose of her scheme. No, she was not going to these extremes just so he could get a pleasant surprise. She knew full well the affect finding her like this would have on him. And she almost giggled as she thought of his hands upon her body and then that wonderfully huge rod of his entering her pussy. She looked forward to a long, hard ride with his weapon embedded deeply into her sheath, followed by a rousing climax for both of them. Oh, how she look forward to that!

But for the moment there was only darkness and the feeling of restraints upon her limbs to keep her company. She explored the steel of the handcuffs with her fingers and confirmed that she had locked them very snugly. She would not be slipping her wrists out of those steel circles.

She felt the tightness of the rope around her ankles and wiggled her feet a bit to enjoy it. She tried to close her legs and couldn’t. For practice, she humped her hips up and down, pretending that Bill was within her, pounding down while she thrust upwards. It was fun to imagine what would be happening soon. She tried to giggle but found it was nearly impossible with her mouth filled by rubber ball. Not that she hadn’t experienced that feeling before.

struggling against the handcuffs and ropes to show her how helpless she was. Wild ideas of what might delay Bill flashed through her mind. He might be

and horny. The frustration was the worst of the pains; it was an ache between her legs that would not go away - in fact, it grew with each passing minute. After what seemed like hours, there came a noise from the other room. Brandy sucked in air and quivered all over with excitement. Any second now she expected to hear his gasp of surprise followed by his strong hands upon her body. She shivered in

told herself. That wouldn’t be fair! But then she reminded herself that the carpet was thick and she would probably not hear his footsteps. He might be standing right

was already erect and

Then there was nothing.

screaming for sex before royally screwing her? Would he even withhold it to teach her a lesson about sneaking

was over it, a tongue gently stroking around the rigid nipple, and then a soft sucking. Brandy moaned into the gag and thrust her chest upwards to the limits

her breasts and nipples by fingers that knew how to alternate pressure with soft stroking to excite a woman. And a mouth and tongue that had never performed so wonderfully before. Those hands roved over her body, teasing here and exciting there. For a long time they freely explored her nudity, touching, caressing, teasing. But they stayed away from the one portion of her body that she wanted touched most of all. She thrust her hips upwards and wiggled in wanton demand, but the hands did not touch her there. She moaned with

lay there panting, convinced that he

legs.

pleasure into her body. Those strong hands slipped under her

all men did. But never had he descended to lick, lap and caress her private parts in the wonderful way he was now.

the bonds that held it.

she had ever experienced, she lay there, still bound, still silenced and blinded by the discipline hood. For a very long time she simply lay there,

come to an end. Eventually muscles in the backs of her legs and in her hips protested the strain of the position. Her wrists hurt where the metal edges had

wondered. And