Part 14: The Penance
Dan returned to his apartment, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. Seeing Alice with another woman had been incredibly hot, but it also felt like a betrayal. The oral sex he’d forced on her had been more a release of his anger than anything else. And yes, he was still angry. He wanted to punish Alice for her infidelity. But how do you punish someone who gets off on being punished?
Alice had released Gina from the ropes. She knew the importance of aftercare and did her best. But in the back of her mind, she was thinking about having to face Dan. She had thought Dan enjoyed the session. But the way he walked out said otherwise. How would she make this right with him?
Gina was glad to be free of the ropes. Her statement of, “Okay, that was intense,” did little to clarify how she felt about her bondage experience. In truth, she wasn’t quite sure herself. She was used to being the strong one in a relationship. But being held down, unable to see or hear, silently pleading for someone’s touch-it was something new. Her mind rebelled against it even as her body flushed with heat at the memory.
Once again clad in her skirt and raincoat-but minus the restraints, Gina sat quietly in the passenger seat of Alice’s car. She had sensed Alice’s unease back at the apartment. Feeling like a guest that had overstayed her welcome Gina had said, “Well, I really should get going.”
Alice had wanted to be focused on her friend. She felt terrible that they couldn’t stay cuddled in bed together. But Dan’s final words to her weighed heavily on her mind. “We need to talk,” is never a good sign in a relationship.
“Thinking about your boyfriend?” Gina’s question cut into Alice’s thoughts. She gave a halfhearted smile. “Well, it’s definitely not the best thing for him to walk in on, is it?” Alice replied with a sigh.
Gina smiled in return. “No, I’m sure it isn’t. I almost died when I saw him in the doorway.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t use your safe word right then.”
“I did,” Gina admitted. “But you two were fighting out in the hall and I don’t think you heard me.”
Alice nearly ran the car off the road at the sudden admission. “My god, you used it and I didn’t stop! I’m such a shitty top,” she moaned.
“No-no it’s okay,” Gina retorted. “I’m glad you didn’t hear it. When you came back with that ‘Where were we,’ I frikin melted. I’d have taken the word back a dozen times over.” Gina paused before putting her hand on Alice’s knee. “I want only the best for you Al. But if it doesn’t work out for you and Dan, know that I’m here for you.”
Alice swallowed a lump in her throat. Gina was kind and decent and Alice had treated her like a toy for her own gratification. Sadly, she didn’t think she could ever be attracted to Gina like she was to Dan. The voice in the back of her head cackled gleefully ‘Yes, but she’d make one hell of a rope buddy.’
Dan poured himself a drink and sat down at his computer. He had an idea of what to do about Alice. But he wasn’t sure if she would balk. In the end he decided that they would either get through this and be together or they would split. He knew that wondering who Alice was with whenever she was out of his sight would eventually kill their relationship.
Calling up his design software Dan got to work. He jumped frequently to the net for basic ideas but would need more accurate measurements before he could start any kind of fabrication process. For once he wouldn’t mind going into work on a weekend.
Alice had said goodbye to Gina with an awkward hug on the front steps. Then she was back in her car and headed for home. Her mind was consumed with how she would play things with Dan. She thought of just going straight to his apartment and begging for forgiveness. But she was uncertain how that would go over.
She would be the first to admit that today’s adventure had been a bad idea. But how to correct the mistake? Alice settled on a one-two punch of contrition and sex. But once back in her apartment her nerve failed her. What if he rejected her out of hand? She didn’t think he would be so cruel, but had to admit that she had wounded him badly. In the end Alice simply climbed into bed, hugging her pillow and hoping Sunday morning would show her the way forward.
Sunday morning brought fresh resolve to Alice. She ran the shower while cleaning up the toys. The vibrators were wiped down, the ropes neatly coiled. Even the ring gag was cleaned, although her jaw muscles were telling her not to play with that particular toy for a while.
The shower steamed as Alice stepped in. Hot water sluiced off the dried secretions from her body and she gave herself a fresh shave, neatly trimming the edges of her mound as well as her legs. All this was followed by careful hair styling and makeup. She wanted Dan drooling over her.
Alice chose her outfit with equal care. White bra and panties with a modest amount of lace, she wanted a ‘sweet but sexy’ look. A white satin blouse and short black skirt came next. With a start she remembered the waist chain. Alice retrieved it from the bathroom sink and locked it back into place. Tucking her blouse into her waistband left it hidden but easily found for Dan when he undressed her. The final touch came with thigh high nude stockings and her black pumps with the ankle straps.
After a final check Alice picked up the overnight bag with its collection of bondage gear. “Showtime,” she muttered to herself as she headed towards the front door.
Dan had finished his morning coffee when he heard the knock on his door. He opened it to find Alice standing there, looking somewhere between ‘hot secretary’ and ‘sexy librarian’. He caught himself before he started to gape. “Please come in,” he said coolly.
Alice’s heart sank at the tone of Dan’s voice. ‘Strike one,’ she told herself. The two of them walked to the little living room area. Dan gestured to the sofa. “Won’t you sit down?”
Alice set the overnight bag down before dropping to her knees on the carpet. She lowered her head and laced her fingers behind her back. Pushing her elbows back, she thrust her chest forward. “I’m sorry Daniel,” she said quietly. Dan’s eyes widened, but he held himself in check.
Dropping to the couch Dan sighed, “Alice, just sit on the frickin couch, will ya?”
The words were like a gut punch. It wasn’t strike two. It was more like being hit with the pitch. Blinking back tears Alice got off the floor and sat on the couch. Her hands were clutched in her lap, her knees clamped together. She wanted to apologize again, but was afraid that she’d burst into tears if she spoke.
“You lied to me,” Dan said simply.
“I-I know, and I’m sorry,” Alice began. She could feel the tears leaking from the corner of her eyes. “It was a spur of the moment thing and I just got carried away. Gina had done some self-bondage without a backup and could have hurt herself and she called me and when I found her I just lost my head.” The words rushed from her, trying to fill the crevasse that had opened between the two of them.
“You took off the chain.”
Alice involuntarily clutched at her waist. “It didn’t go with my costume,” she said weakly. Slipping off the couch she knelt at Dan’s feet. “Please forgive me! It’ll never happen again, I swear.”
“So, I should just pretend that the whole thing never happened?” Dan’s tone was flat.
Alice looked up hopefully. “I can make you forget it if you give me a chance. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
Dan steepled his fingers. “So, you’re ready to atone for your sins,” he asked sarcastically.
Alice flinched at the tone. She felt like a mouse that was trying to pull the cheese from the trap. She nodded silently.
“How do I punish someone with your tastes?” Dan asked. “I could beat you. But I promised never to do that and I keep my word.” Alice winced at the statement. She obviously hadn’t kept her word and Dan was calling her out on it.
“You can beat me if you want,” Alice whispered. Her body trembled at the thought.
“I think not. I think perhaps I should keep you under my thumb for a week and see if we can salvage something.”
Alice wasn’t quite sure what that meant. She thought back to when Dan made her go all week without underwear. Well, that wasn’t so bad really. She thought of the strict bondage pole with its intrusive dildos. That was pretty bad, but she could probably do it again for a while. He obviously couldn’t keep her on the thing for a week straight. “Okay,” she said meekly.
Dan looked at her, his face betraying no emotion. “But there’s no yellow. From now to next Saturday your only option is red as a safe word. And if you use it, we’re finished. Still willing?”
Red only, thought Alice. It was essentially the same ultimatum she had given Gina. If she agreed she was essentially putting herself completely at Dan’s mercy for the next seven days. And mercy seemed to be in short supply. “Yes, Sir,” Alice said hoarsely.
“Fine,” Dan replied. He kept his voice neutral. Inside he breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn’t have a plan “B” if Alice had refused. “Stand up and turn around, hands behind your back.”
Alice’s heart soared. If being “under his thumb” for the week started with bondage then she was all for it. She sprang to her feet, presenting her hands at the small of her back.
Dan smiled grimly to himself. He’d see how long Alice’s enthusiasm lasted. Although it was against his nature, he intended to be a total bastard for the next seven days. At the end of that time their relationship would either be stronger than ever or over.
Alice felt a shiver of excitement as ropes coiled around her wrists. She winced as Dan cinched them down. It was perhaps a bit tighter than his usual binding, but if that was her “penance” then she was good with it.
Dan finished his wrist binding. He toyed with the idea of adding other ropes but discarded the idea. Instead, he caught the hem of Alice’s skirt, hiking it up to her waist. Eyeing the lacy white panties he said, “Hmm, very nice. But I think pink is more your color.”
Before Alice knew what was coming Dan delivered a slap on her right butt cheek. She jumped forward with a yelp. Dropping her hand to her affronted cheek she looked back reproachfully. “You could’ve warned me.”
“Fair enough,” Dan replied. “Get back over here and bend over. How’s that for a warning?”
It was almost harder to follow Dan’s command than it was to get the unexpected slap. Now she knew exactly what was coming. Catching her lower lip between her teeth Alice stepped back. She folded at the waist and stared at the carpet. Her knees shook.
Dan had to gauge his next strike carefully. His own anger and hurt roiled just beneath the surface. But this was to be a spanking, not a beating. It could sting but not bruise. “Start counting, Adelais,” he said as he brought his hand down.
“Ouch-one,” Alice shouted. She involuntarily stepped forward. Correcting herself, she moved back. It was hard to keep her hands from sliding down to protect her thinly clad skin. The next hit was less of a shock, although she could feel her skin burning. “Two,” she said through gritted teeth.
On and on the punishment went. Alice found herself struggling to remember the count. She wanted to close her eyes, but with no support it made her balance tenuous. In addition to that she could feel a growing wetness between her legs as the count inched its way to ten.
Dan’s arm was trembling at the end of the spanking. He had quietly moderated his strokes as he watched Alice’s skin color beneath his hand. But finally, it was done. “Good girl,” he told Alice. “Straighten up, get the toy bag and hand it to me.”
Alice felt as if she was sitting on a hot stove. She imagined her skin as flaming red wreckage. But she had done it, and was proud of the fact that she hadn’t cried. Rising from her position she gingerly rubbed her bound hands over her backside.
The overnight bag was only a couple of feet from Dan. He could have easily grabbed it. It was actually an enjoyable sight to watch Alice with her skirt hiked up, showing off her stockings and panties as she squatted down to grab the bag.
Just as her fingers touched the bag’s canvas strap Dan interrupted. “Not with your hands,” he said calmly.
Alice almost gave Dan a sarcastic response. But her brain was still processing the pain signals from her backside and saved her from herself. She thought of kicking the bag over to him, but Alice had a pretty good idea what Dan wanted. With a sigh of resignation, she crouched down. She leaned forward, catching the carry strap in her teeth.
Keeping her balance while lifting the bag with her teeth proved to be a challenge. Alice was starting to regret the high heels she had chosen. She wobbled for a moment and saw Dan start to move towards her. Fortunately, she didn’t tip over, although it was reassuring to see Dan ready to come to her aid.
Once she had moved before him Dan relieved Alice of her burden. He fished around in the bag until he found the little we-vibe vibrator. Tossing the bag and the toy aside Dan knelt before Alice, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties.
“Spread your legs,” Dan said as he hauled down Alice’s underwear. “Hmm,” he said as he examined her sex. “Seems like a good spanking does you a world of good.”
Alice let out a moan as Dan’s fingers began to explore her pussy. Her body trembled as his thumb rubbed her clit. Two fingers slipped inside her, moving slowly in and out. A wave of heat engulfed her body. “Ohhh, yes,” she breathed.
Dan toyed with her until she was nearly dancing on his thrusting fingers. Getting to his feet, he caught the back of her hair with his free hand, holding Alice upright while he forced her to climax. Her whimpered cries of, “Oh god, oh god” did little to deter him. Only when she was standing before him, dripping wet and panting did he stop.
“Did you enjoy that, Adelais?” he asked quietly.
Alice swallowed hard. “Yes Sir, very much,” she said in a husky voice.
Confident that Alice wouldn’t topple over, Dan released his grip. Easing back on to the couch he unzipped his fly. As he pulled down his pants Dan’s engorged cock sprang into view. “Climb on princess, I’m not done with you yet.”
Alice’s nostrils flared. She had just cum and needed a moment, but Dan was simply too inviting. She moved gingerly forward, the panties stretched taught across her thighs throwing off her gait. She knelt on the couch, her legs straddling him as she lowered herself onto his erect member. As Alice felt him filling her up, she thought, ‘If this is punishment I’ll have to misbehave more often.’
Dan caught Alice by the small of her back, pulling her into position. “Get to work,” he growled.
Eyes closed, Alice began to pump her hips, sliding up and down on the rigid cock. She felt Dan’s fingers pressed against her lips, the musky scent of her own juices filling her nostrils. “Suck,” he commanded as he pushed them into her mouth.
Alice tasted herself as Dan’s wet fingers buried themselves in her mouth. The surprise caused her to break her rhythm of riding his cock. It earned a slap on the thigh. “You stop when I tell you,” he growled. “And I want my fingers clean.”
Arousal bloomed once more as Alice put her mouth to work. The taste reminded her of Gina, straddling her face and forcing Alice to perform. It felt odd to be thinking about a woman while being pleasured by her boyfriend, but somehow it made the arousal more intense.
They came together, panting and bucking on the couch. When they were done Dan eased Alice off his fading erection. He leaned forward, guiding Alice to the floor.
Alice felt Dan’s hand in her hair once more. He leaned back into the cushions, pulling her forward as he went. “Time for you to clean up your mess,” he told her.
Dan’s cock was glistening wet, the hair around it matted with their shared secretions. Bowing to the inevitable Alice allowed Dan to pull her down on him, dutifully licking him clean. As she ran her tongue over the matted hair Alice was again reminded of Gina.
Apparently satisfied with her work Dan released his grip on Alice’s hair. He picked up the little vibrator, toying with it. “Spread your legs,” he said simply.
Alice eyed the vibrator warily. She had just been fingered and fucked into two really good orgasms. She didn’t like the idea of going on to the toy so soon. “Could you just give me a minute, Sir,” she asked anxiously.
Sliding off the couch to kneel beside her Dan pressed the vibe between her thighs. “I could-but I won’t,” he said darkly. “Now do as you’re told, Princess.”
Suppressing a whimper Alice moved her knees apart. She felt the soft silicone slide against her as Dan positioned it, the head slipping inside while the tail pressed up against her clit. Then he was pulling up her panties, helping to hold the toy in place. It sat there, quiescent-but for how long?
Dan stood up before helping Alice to her feet. Catching the hem of her skirt he pulled it back into place. The vibrator was completely hidden beneath Alice’s clothes. With two fingers he brushed her hair away from her eyes. “I think you’ll do,” he told her as he steered her towards the apartment door.
Alice watched as Dan scooped up the overnight bag. He hooked it over one shoulder while guiding her down the hallway with his free hand. She stumbled, trying to slow down her departure from the relative safety of the apartment. “Uh, where are we going, Sir?”
“We need something from your place,” Dan said brusquely. His grip on her arm was firm, his pace unrelenting. “Drag your feet and I might have to throw you over my shoulder,” he said warningly.
It was only a few feet to Alice’s front door. The chances of anyone noticing her bound hands in that short space would be minimal. But if Dan carried out his threat someone would have a much better chance of seeing that things weren’t quite “normal.” She quickened her pace to keep up with him.
Alice put her back to the wall as Dan worked the key in the lock. ‘Nothing to see here,’ she said to herself. ‘Just a woman with her hands tied waiting to get into her apartment.’ When Dan had the door open, she quickly pushed past him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Dan demanded as he followed her inside. Alice turned with a look of confusion on her face.
“I thought you said you needed something from my apartment?”
“Yeah, this,” Dan said as he grabbed Alice’s coat from the closet. “Over here if you don’t mind,” he said bitingly. He held up the coat with the clear intention of putting it on her.
A lump of ice formed in the pit of Alice’s stomach. Putting on her coat meant that Dan was taking her outside. He’d had her tied in public before, but that didn’t mean that the idea wasn’t terrifying.
But with the tenuous state of their relationship, she decided not to argue. Throwing her shoulders back with just a hint of defiance she walked back to Dan. Turning her back to him she said, “Fine” in a tone that suggested that it was anything but fine.
Dan hid his smile as he draped the leather coat over her shoulders. Pulling the front of it closed, he tied the sash tightly across Alice’s belly. This kept the coat from falling open, but also pinned her arms tightly to her back. After tucking the empty sleeves into the coat’s pockets Dan turned Alice towards the door. “That should do,” he said simply.
Alice tried to calm her racing heart as Dan pushed her out into the hall. After all, only her hands were tied. The chances of anyone noticing were low. But with each step the little vibrator moved in her. It was dormant now. She knew with the push of a button Dan could make things very awkward for her.
Thankfully there were few people around, as the couple made their way down to the building’s lobby. Here things were busier, with people bringing in their shopping, or stopping to check their mailboxes before heading to their own apartments.
Dan chose the center of the lobby to stop. Alice looked up at him pleadingly. His response was to bury his fist in her dark locks. Pulling her to him Dan pressed his mouth hard onto hers. His free hand grabbed the back of Alice’s skirt, pulling it up until he felt the lace top of her stocking. A little whimper of dismay escaped her at the public display.
By the time Dan broke the embrace Alice was blushing from head to toe. She felt like everyone in the building must have been staring at them. Worst still, her skirt was still hiked up in the back. The tight fabric refused to drop down and cover her. Her only hope was that the hem of her coat provided some measure of modesty.
Alice breathed a sigh of relief when they finally reached Dan’s car. He led her to the front passenger seat, carefully guarding the back of her head as she slipped onto the seat. When her feet were inside Dan reached across with the seatbelt, buckling it low across Alice’s hips. “Okay let’s go,” she said quickly.
Dan gave Alice a shark-like smile as he leaned in over her. “I don’t want you to get too warm in the car,” he said as he reached for the sash of her coat. Untying the sash, he tugged the lapels of the coat wide open, exposing Alice’s blouse.
Looking nervously around the parking lot Alice said weakly, “I think I’ll be fine. I’m actually a little bit chilly.”
“Well, you look hot to me,” Dan replied. He deftly caught the top button on Alice’s blouse and popped it open. His smile broadened at the anxious look on her face. A second and third button followed the first, until the lace of her bra was plainly visible.
Alice wanted to protest, but she was fearful that any complaint would only push Dan further. She sighed in relief as he took his hands away, only to gasp, “Oh God!” as he seized the hem of her skirt. In seconds the tight-fitting black fabric was hiked up until the tops of her stockings showed.
“See I was right,” Dan said in a condescending tone. “Your face is a bright shade of pink. I probably just saved you from heatstroke.” With a chuckle he closed the car door and moved to the driver’s side.
Alice tried to stay calm as they rolled out of the parking lot. She knew Dan was angry with her, but having her tied and nearly undressed as he drove around town seemed a bit much. The little voice in the back of her head was quick to remind her that she had done the same thing with Gina.
As they drove through traffic Alice did her best to sink into her seat. Where were they going? Was he going to drive her to some wooded area and tie her to a tree? That idea both aroused and terrified her. After several minutes her imagination and curiosity got the better of her. “Excuse me Sir, where are you taking me?”
“I’ve got a project to finish at work,” he told her. “And since I can’t trust you on your own, you’re coming with me.”
“Your work!” Alice said incredulously. “I can’t go to work with you, not like this!” Sudden panic caused her to struggle against her bonds. She had the terrifying vision of Dan parading her before his leering co-workers. The terror of it was undercut by that dark voice in the back of her head as it whispered, ‘That would be sooo hot.’
“Relax,” Dan said calmly. “Try to get your mind on other things.” As the words left his mouth Dan pressed the remote for the vibrator lodged inside Alice’s panties.
“Ahhh!” Alice gasped as the we-vibe sprang to life. She lurched forward in her seat, causing the shoulder belt to engage. It threw her back against the seat.
Normally Dan used the little vibrator as a warm up. It was generally a low, teasing throb as the toy worked against her G spot while its outer tail teased her clit. But today he had gone directly to its most aggressive setting. To Alice it felt like waking up to find she was in the middle of some very rough sex.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she moaned, writhing in her seat. She clamped her thighs together as her pleasure centers lit up like the fourth of July. “I can’t,” she gasped. “I’m going to,” she panted.
Dan interrupted her. “You may want to rein it in a little bit, Adelais. I think you’re drawing attention to yourself.”
The words broke through Alice’s orgasmic fog. She glanced out the window to see the driver in the next car eying her curiously. “Oh shit,” she moaned. Closing her eyes Alice pressed her head against the seatback, willing her body to remain still.
A strangled sound escaped her as she climaxed. Her rigid frame collapsed onto the seat. Alice felt her chest heaving as if she’d just run a marathon. She licked beaded sweat from her upper lip.
“Is there something wrong?” Dan asked as he clicked off the remote. “I thought you liked orgasms? That you liked them so much that you had to recruit your friends to give them to you.” It was said in a mild tone that barely concealed the hard anger beneath it.
“I’m sorry,” Alice pleaded. “I’ll make it up to you, I swear. It’s just that being here, like this with people all around-I just can’t.”
“I can see that,” Dan said reasonably. “Hmm, that looks promising,” he said to himself.
“Where are we going,” Alice asked. Dan had changed lanes before turning down a side street. The suv cruised between two large office buildings. At the back there were parking lots for employees. Parking downtown was always at a premium.
Alice watched nervously as Dan got out. Walking around the car he opened the rear hatch before tossing in their bondage bag. When Dan opened her door, she looked anxiously around to see if there were any security cameras focused on the lot.
As she was pulled from the car Alice tried vainly to pull down the hem of her skirt. “Is this where you work,” she asked anxiously. She looked frantically around the lot, hoping that no one was there to see her.
“No, I just know that you were getting anxious sitting up front,” Dan said as he walked her to the back of the car. “Sit,” he commanded, pointing to the rear bumper.
Alice looked nervously at the empty cargo space. She’d never been tied up in the back of a car before. Suddenly the front seat didn’t look so bad. “You-you don’t have to put me here,” she stammered. “I can be good in the front seat.”
Dan lifted her ankles, tipping her back onto the cargo deck. “And you can be good here too.” He answered brusquely.
The world tilted sideways as Alice felt her legs lifted into the car. Dan worked like some evil magician producing rope seemingly out of nowhere to bind her ankles. She noted with interest that he managed to pass the cords under the arch of her feet before cinching them tight. She wouldn’t be kicking off her high heels anytime soon.
Dan pulled Alice’s bound ankles towards the side of the cargo deck. Some genius automotive engineer had installed metal tie down points in the corners to help secure heavy loads. Dan made use of them now as he lashed Alice’s feet to one of them.
Alice divided her attention between Dan’s kinky activity and scanning the parking lot. Although being tied up in the trunk was an alluring fantasy, the reality, and the very real possibility of discovery set her stomach to doing flip flops.
Knowing the area as he did Dan was not taking a reckless chance. The building before him was home to brokerages and insurance companies. They were strictly nine to five Monday through Friday. The chances of anyone seeing his little show was negligible. But Alice didn’t have to know that.
Passing a rope between Alice’s bound wrists Dan threaded it up towards the tie down on the opposite side of the cargo space. He pulled, drawing her arms up behind her and forcing her body to curl forward on the deck.
Alice felt the stirrings of arousal as the ropes tightened. It was like a strappado with her lying on her side. She wriggled her body experimentally, testing the bonds. She found there was enough movement to curl up and relieve the strain on her arms if necessary.
Apparently, Dan noticed her discovery as well. With a muttered, “Well that won’t do,” he pulled another length of rope from the toy bag. He slipped the end of the rope under Alice’s neck, looping it twice around her throat before loosely tying it off.
A thrill of panic ran down Alice’s spine. The rope wasn’t tight, but when Dan pulled on it, she was forced to straighten her spine. She watched anxiously as he tied the ends to the tie down nearest the cargo hatch. As her body uncurled Alice felt her arms take up the strain.
Her predicament was fiendishly simple. She could let the ropes pull on her wrists, stressing her shoulders. Or she could curl forward to ease the strain. But that would press the cords about her neck up against her airway. Alice had created enough predicaments for herself to know that I the end she would alternate between the two in a frustrating dance.
Dan viewed his work with satisfaction. “Well, that should keep you out of trouble for the rest of the trip. Do you think you can avoid drawing attention to yourself back here?”
Alice was feeling more the kidnapped heroine by the minute. “I might make some noise, Sir. I can’t help it if I do. Maybe you should gag me?” she suggested hopefully.
“Hmm, I’ve already given you the opportunity to choke yourself. I think a gag might be tempting fate. He was confident that Alice couldn’t asphyxiate herself with her current bondage. But having her gagged while he couldn’t reach her sounded like too much of a risk.
“I think I have a better idea,” Dan said as he fished around in the toy bag. He pulled out the suction cupped dildo that Alice had used in her self-bondage games. “Open wide Princess,” he demanded.
Alice put up a show of resistance, turning her head away from the fleshy toy. As she had hoped, Dan seized her by the hair and dragged her head back. Her gasp of feigned surprise gave him the opportunity to shove the fake cock deep in her mouth. Alice put on her best wide-eyed shock look for him.
Working the toy in and out of her mouth Dan said warningly, “This stays in your mouth for the rest of the trip. If I find that you’ve spit it out you won’t like where I put it next. Is that clear?” He patted her backside for emphasis.
Alice nodded, wide eyed at the implication. She wondered if it was an idle threat. They’d never done anal play before and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to start. And certainly not with something as large as the toy that filled her mouth.
“Good,” Dan said smugly. “Now you practice with that and I’ll give you the real thing when we get to the office.” Ignoring her squeal of protest, he pulled the privacy cover over the cargo space and slammed the hatch.
Alice tried to slow the hammering in her chest as the hatch closed. She was trapped! Old memories rose up like shadows from the corners of the dim trunk. She had only been locked in a car trunk once before. Ritchie had hog-cuffed her, driven out to the woods and left her for the night. By morning her wrists were bloody and her voice was raw from screaming. Her ex’s only response was to beat her for bleeding on the trunk’s carpet.
Sliding back into the front seat Dan was again caught by the absurdity of his situation. He had a scantily clad woman tied up the trunk of his car, sucking on a sex toy. It wasn’t that long ago that he was quietly living his life, half watching TV with his girlfriend and wondering if he was going to get her into bed.
And now? He had a woman with an almost insatiable desire for sex and bondage. A woman that wasn’t afraid to go outside their relationship to satisfy her needs. And how do you punish someone who gets off on being punished? He knew he couldn’t beat her. The whippings he’d seen in some of the online videos had made him queasy.
But he had an idea. And step one was giving his oversexed neighbor everything she wanted. He started the car then hit the button on the remote. The muffled squeal from the trunk brought a smile to his lips.
Alice nearly spit out the dildo as the vibrator leaped back into action. It was once again on its most intense setting, working furiously on her tender spots. Recovering from the initial surprise she sucked the sex toy deeper into her mouth. Dan’s threat as to where it would go next if she dropped it was something Alice didn’t want to test.
As the heat built between her thighs Alice tried to sort through her emotions. Dan was clearly angry and hurt. She understood that taking advantage of Gina had been wrong and she needed to atone for that. But taking her out in public was really pushing Alice’s limits. She almost would have accepted a beating as opposed to being seen in bondage by some passerby. And if that person called the police? She shuddered at the thought.
The orgasm built, pushing away dark memories and unanswered questions. She curled forward, bearing down on the toy and easing the strain on her arms in the process. The rope tightened warningly at her throat. Opening her mouth, she sucked air past the dildo, blowing out saliva around it as she exhaled.
With spots dancing before her eyes Alice climaxed. She rode the wave of sensation, fighting for breath until she could take no more. Arching her back, she felt the grip on her throat loosen, giving her the oxygen her body craved.
Dan listened intently from the front seat. He wished for a button camera in the cargo area so he could keep an eye on his captive. The gagging sounds, the heavy breathing were having a predictable effect on him, causing his cock to push hard against his jeans.
He switched off the vibrator. The noises from the back abated. “You having fun back there?” he asked. “Moan once if you’re green.”
Alice considered remaining silent, just to mess with Dan’s head. But she knew that they were on thin ice together. It was better not to push it. Straightening her body was already making her shoulders ache, so the moan she gave Dan was certainly not feigned.
Thinking about it, Alice decided that she was getting everything she wanted out of the ride. The bondage was tight enough that she could struggle helplessly against it. The rope around her neck was new and borderline frightening, but she was pretty sure she could manage that. The toy cock in her mouth did a fair job as a gag. She could easily imagine herself as a kidnapped heiress being stolen away.
Alice didn’t know how long it was before the vibrator started again. It wasn’t enough time for her to fully recover and the buzzing in her damp panties made her whimper. Biting down on the dildo Alice willed herself to relax. ‘It’s like the turbulence on an airplane before you get to the smooth air,’ she told herself.
Dan listened intently from the front seat. As a driving soundtrack it was both erotic and dangerously distracting. He cruised through a red light, cursing himself and looking frantically for any patrol cars in the area. “Focus Dan, focus,” he muttered as the sounds from the trunk increased.
Alice slowly curled herself into the fetal position as her arousal built. Her face dragged through the puddle of saliva she’d left on the rubber mat, but that didn’t matter. She sucked hard on the dildo, imagining her captor using her mouth the same way.
She curled into a tight ball, bringing blessed relief to her shoulders. But the price to be paid for that respite collected its fee at her throat. The struggle for breath, the frantic vibration between her legs, the tight ropes in the dimly lit trunk combined to give Alice a shuddering orgasm.
An eerie quiet caused Dan to pull out of traffic. Pulling into a ‘Buses Only’ space he jumped out and ran to the back of the car. Unmindful of who might see his passenger he threw open the hatch. Terror clutched his heart at the still form that lay there.
Alice was in a blissful, erotic headspace after her last orgasm. The flood of light and anxious cry from Dan snapped her back to the here and now. Her eyes widened as she saw the busy downtown traffic whizzing by.
“Awk,” Alice squeaked around the sex toy. “Close it, close it,” she frantically garbled.
Dan slammed the hatch, his own heart pounding. “Shit,” he muttered as he walked back to the front. “When doesn’t she freak me out?”
For the remainder of the drive Dan left the remote alone. He really didn’t want to stop again before they reached their destination and he wasn’t sure that he could trust Alice not to choke herself out. Of course he could have just untied the rope at her throat, but a busy street was no place to be rearranging her bondage.
Alice lay in the dim trunk, waiting for the vibrator to kick back in. When it didn’t, she entertained herself by squirming against the ropes. Dan had done a great job with his bondage. It was wonderfully secure and the angle of her arms made for a challenging predicament.
As Dan navigated city traffic Alice alternated between the pressure on her windpipe and the strain on her shoulders. All the while she pressed her thighs together, praying that the toy tucked up inside her would spring to life.
When the car finally pulled to a stop Alice tensed. Where were they? Was this Dan’s work? Alice realized that she really didn’t know much about what Dan did for a living. She knew he made stuff (the brutal standing frame he’d built for her was proof of that.) But she had no idea of how many people worked there-or whether they were in on the weekend.