Ms. C

I thought some of you might appreciate a sample of my custom erotica.  Maybe you’d like to read the end of the story, too…

He heard them outside before they came into the house. He’d been lying there in the dark, bound, blindfolded, nothing to concentrate on, nothing to think about except what was about to happen. She had locked the new chastity device on him before blindfolding him and binding him to the table. “I’ll be back later,” she had promised, “maybe with a surprise. You’d like a surprise, wouldn’t you?” He had nodded, mutely, only able to imagine what the surprise might be.

So he had laid there in the dark for what he estimated was an hour or maybe two. Time had begun to blur. He had thought about all the things she had told him in the past, the things she had done to him before, the threats she had made. “Someday I’ll bring my black lover here and fuck him right in front of you, give you an idea of what a real man does.” Each taunt had made him more excited, made it easier for him to picture it. He had laid there, unable to move more than slightly, thinking about everything she had ever told him, everything she had ever told him about her and her lovers.

He heard the car door slam, heard faint laughing outside, then a key in the door. The voices were muffled at first, but he wasn’t sure if it was because of the distance or because the words seemed to be punctuated with long kisses. He could make out occasional words, her voice higher, laughing, with a familiar teasing note to it and another he hadn’t heard, a trace of lust around the edges. The man’s voice was deeper, roughened slightly with his own hunger, no trace of blackness to his speech.

He concentrated, straining to hear her. “…surprise for you…a man…won’t bother us…see how a real man fucks…” The man’s voice was a little hesitant, questioning, but her responses were soothing, and he suspected that the silences were due to her more direct methods of convincing him. He heard them coming up the stairs finally, then felt them in the room, behind him…

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