Part 11: Reset
Dan woke to the smell of coffee. He turned towards the kitchen, wincing at the stiff neck that sleeping upright on Alice’s sofa had given him. Alice appeared with a steaming mug in her hand. She was still in her pink bathrobe, but it hung open, giving Dan flashes of bare flesh as she moved.
“You might want this,” Alice said as she handed him the mug. “Hope you like it black-I forgot to buy creamer.” She leaned forward to hand him the mug, giving him a clear view of her breasts in the process. “I’m going to take a shower,” she announced. “Feel free to join me,” she said over her shoulder as she walked away.
After taking a big gulp of the steaming brew Dan stretched his cramped muscles. His neck was still stiff, but so were other parts. He figured a shower with Alice might resolve multiple issues. Taking a second big gulp of coffee and burning his tongue in the process he headed for the bathroom.
The little bathroom was already filling with steam as Dan entered. Alice’s robe lay in a heap outside the shower. Her naked body showed as a blurred image through the frosted glass door. Dan quickly stripped.
Dan stepped into the shower. Alice stood under the cascading water, her head up and back as it cascaded down her body. He watched little rivulets run down between her breasts. He glanced down at his growing erection, feeling slightly embarrassed. Prior to this he would have slipped into his dominant persona, but after yesterday he wasn’t sure how to proceed.
Alice opened her eyes as Dan entered. She smiled to see his physical reaction and the discomfort it caused him. “Should I do you first and then you can do me?” she asked. She giggled as Dan’s eyes widened. Grabbing a bath scrubber, she squirted body wash on it. “You know, soap?”
Obviously enjoying her game, Alice stepped in close and began rubbing the soapy loofa over Dan’s chest. She worked the scrubber over his shoulders and down his arms in a slow sensuous rhythm. Easing herself to her knees, Alice shifted her attention to Dan's lower regions.
Dan stood before his kneeling neighbor, water sluicing off his body. He was at a loss as to what he should do. Two days ago, he would have pinned Alice’s hands behind her back and forced his cock into her mouth. But the last twenty-four hours had turned his expectations on their head. He did note with interest that Alice still had the chain locked about her waist.
With an impish grin Alice washed Dan’s engorged member. Gentle strokes with the soapy sponge cause it to pulse threateningly. She let the cascading water rinse the soap. Suppressing an impish grin Alice leaned in, taking the head of Dan’s cock in her mouth. She held in a giggle as Dan moaned. ‘I am such a little slut,’ she told herself as she attacked him.
Dan pressed his hands against the shower walls. ‘Grab her head,’ the voice in his mind said. ‘No, don’t do that,’ came the counterpoint. ‘Don’t freak her out again!’ He realized there really was no etiquette for such things ‘Maybe I should ask on reddit, WHOA!’
Alice had taken Dan fully into her mouth while simultaneously working the sponge over his legs. She almost burst out laughing at his reaction when the sponge slipped between his cheeks. The sudden action pushed him deeper into her mouth and she resisted the urge to gag, instead closing her lips tightly and slowly pulling back.
The timing was almost perfect. Dan’s cock left her mouth just as he exploded, spraying her with his jizz. It spattered her chest, congealing into a sticky mess on her wet skin. She rose to her feet, a quiet smile on her face. Holding out the scrubby she said, “Don’t you think you should clean up your mess, sir?”
Dan took the sponge from her. “Thank you,” he said hoarsely. Alice wasn’t sure if he was thanking her for the sponge or the oral. But she responded with, “My pleasure, sir,” as she tucked her hands behind her back.
While Dan added soap to the sponge Alice worked her fingers under the chain that encircled her waist. She felt it press in against her stomach as she worked her hands down beneath the steel links. Alice wasn’t actually restrained, but it gave her the most wonderful feeling to imagine her hands locked behind her.
When her hands slipped behind her back Dan noticed the subtle change in Alice’s demeanor. Whereas before she had been playful and coquettish, she now seemed demure. Her eyes, that had met his boldly-even when going down on him, were now downcast. ‘Could it really be as simple as that for her?’ he asked himself.
Dan did not immediately clean the semen from Alice’s breasts. Instead, he pushed her back into the water. Letting the scrubby hang by its strap he tilted Alice’s head back into the stream, running his fingers through her hair. “Your hair is getting long. Are you growing it out?”
“Would it please you if I were?” Alice purred in response.
“I like to have things to grab hold of,” Dan said as he tightened his grip on her hair. Lowering one hand he found her wrists, crossed beneath the chain. He pulled her to him, guiding her mouth onto his and holding her there.
Alice’s knees wobbled at the intensity of that kiss. When Dan finally released her, she gasped for air. ‘God, you can do anything to me now,’ she told him silently. Alice closed her eyes-she was kidnapped by a madman, who had spirited her away to his mountain cabin. There was no one around for miles to hear her pleas for help. He had locked away her clothes, leaving her naked and barefoot with no way to escape.
The touch of the sponge on her neck made Alice jump. She opened her eyes, back into the real world. A little sigh escaped her as Dan worked the lather over her shoulders. The warm, soapy water slid down, running around the twin orbs of her breasts.
Dan watched Alice’s reactions as he bathed her. He’d have given a lot to know what it was she was thinking, but he was just enjoying watching as he gently stroked her neck. He again reached back to hold her wrists with one hand while the other moved the sponge down between her breasts.
Alice closed her eyes and drifted into fantasy once more as Dan pinioned her wrists. The sponge made circles around her breasts, moving even inward in a maddeningly slow dance. The scruffy sponge ran a figure eight pattern, as if her body was some sort of racetrack. She let out a happy moan when it finally brushed across her nipples.
Dan’s ministrations had washed away the jizz from between Alice’s breasts. He focused his attention on her nipples, lightly brushing them, teasing them to hardness. Satisfied with his work, he turned her into the water to rinse them off before moving on.
It was only when Alice had been turned back to him and the sponge was making lazy circles on her abdomen that Dan lowered his mouth onto one of Alice’s pert nipples. The surprised, “Ohmigod!” from Alice stopped him. He looked up at her questioningly.
“Sorry, sir,” Alice said demurely. “It won’t happen again.”
The fact that Alice was still calling him ‘Sir’ suggested to him that she still wanted to play. He decided to push the game a bit and see what happened. “I think I can make sure of that,” he calmly answered. Releasing his grip on her wrists he said, “Now don’t move.”
Alice watched with interest as Dan opened the shower door and leaned out. She took a moment to admire the view of his bare backside. When he turned back to her Dan was holding the sash to her fuzzy pink robe.
Holding the sash out with both hands Dan ordered Alice to open her mouth. Suppressing a shiver, Alice complied. She felt the pink fuzz brush across her tongue as Dan pressed the sash between her teeth. The sash was quite long. Dan was able to wrap it twice around her head before knotting it at the back. It filled her mouth as he tightened the knot.
“Not too tight?” Dan asked her. When Alice answered with a garbled “Ho”, he replied, “Then all we have to do is test it.”
Before she knew what Dan was doing, he had caught her nipples in both hands. With a sharp pinch he tugged upward on the little buds. Alice bit down on the gag, emitting a stifled scream at the sudden pain. Her hands jerked against her waist chain. Had it not been there she would surely have grabbed Dan’s hands. She rose up on her toes to ease the pressure while willing her hands to remain behind her back.
“Yes, that should keep the neighbors from complaining,” Dan said as he released his grip. “I hear that guy who lives next door is a bit of a prude,” he said jokingly.
Alice let out a sigh as the pain faded. “Ho, hees eally a ick astard,” she mumbled, looking at Dan reproachfully. Her nipples throbbed.
“A sick bastard?” Dan asked. “Well, I’ll have to speak to him about that. But your nips do look a bit tender. Here let me kiss them all better,” he said as he covered one with his mouth.
Alice let out a frightened whimper as her nipple disappeared into Dan’s mouth. She felt his teeth lightly touch and steeled herself for a bite. Instead came the most glorious sucking sensation. Alice felt her knees buckle as Dan’s tongue swirled about the erect bud.
Dan supported her with one hand wrapped around her waist. The other had taken up the scrubby sponge. It returned to her lower abdomen, moving in slow circles that matched the rhythm of his tongue.
Breaking contact with her breast Dan commanded Alice to spread her legs. She was already aroused from Dan’s attacks on her nipples. The simple, quiet command of “Spread your legs for me,” nearly made her climax.
Alice held herself in check, knowing that there was more to come. She closed her eyes, yielding up a satisfied moan as the rough sponge stroked her labia. She arched her back, pushing her pelvis forward. But Dan simply moved his hand back, keeping only the lightest touch on Alice’s sex.
She growled in frustration at Dan’s persistent teasing. It was only then that he broke contact with her tingling nipples, slowly sinking to his knees before her. Dan caught the dangling end of Alice’s waist chain, gripping it tightly to hold her in place. His free hand still held the sponge. He worked it up the back of her legs as he lowered his mouth onto her clit.
The first flick of Dan’s tongue hit Alice like an electric shock. Her body twitched, hands pulling against the chain. But Dan’s grip was enough to hold her where he wanted her. Alice closed her eyes, once again the kidnapped woman in the hands of her mad captor.
While Dan’s tongue worked Alice into a frenzy the sponge moved to her backside. Alice felt her cheeks spread as Dan continued tonguing her clit. The sponge fell away. Alice was shocked to feel the sudden pressure of Dan’s finger pressing against her anus.
“Ohhgh,” came her garbled cry of shock. Alice clenched her cheek muscles, trying to force the finger away. But Dan held his hand there, exerting a steady pressure. It wasn’t enough to force his way in, but it told Alice that he wasn’t going away either.
Alice had never had anal sex. She feared the pain of it and doubted that she could derive any pleasure from such an invasion of her body. Sphincter muscle clenched tight, Alice found herself up on her toes as Dan applied pressure.
As he knelt before her Dan could tell that Alice’s butthole was off limits. The darker part of him wanted to explore that resistance. But they were just to the point of smoothing things out and he didn’t want to press the issue. That didn’t stop him from using that leverage to force her pelvis forward, giving him the access he wanted to finish his work.
Alice arched her back, wobbling on her toes as Dan pressed her. She was about to call ‘yellow’ through her gag when Dan’s mouth seemed to engulf her. He sucked, pulling on her clit and driving her to climax. She bit down hard on the pink fuzzy gag as she howled in ecstasy.
Dan had to steady Alice as she came down off her climax. He rose to his feet, holding her with one arm while he removed her gag with his free hand. “Still mad at me?” he asked.
Alice slipped her hands from beneath the chain. She wrapped her arms around Dan, holding him tightly. “I’m not- I mean I wasn’t. It just got so-I don’t know,” she finished weakly.
“How about dinner at my place tonight?” he asked. “Maybe it’s time for more talking and less playing.”
Alice agreed, they would meet at 6:30. After leaving the shower and toweling one another off the drudge of a workday morning set in. Dan gathered up his clothes and dressed enough to get back to his apartment without scandalizing the neighbors.
Alice made a show of putting on a pair of her recently returned panties. Dan noticed that even though he had given her the keys Alice hadn’t removed the chain from her waist. It was only when he was standing before the door to his own apartment that he found Alice had slipped the padlock keys back into his pocket. “Yep, definitely a lot to talk about,” he muttered as he held up the keys.