Message-ID: <35920asstr$1017475802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <004701c1d6e3$8af24ce0$4d01a8c0@Enigma> From: "Julian Renard" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 29 Mar 2002 15:35:26 +1000 Subject: {ASSM} Dilemma {Julian Renard} (MF, nc) Date: Sat, 30 Mar 2002 03:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: hecate, gill-bates WARNING! The following story contains explicit depictions of sexual acts. If you are under-age, offended by such material or if this kind of material is illegal where you live then DO NOT READ THIS!! julian975@yahoo.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/julian/www ==== Dilemma Sitting on the edge of the bed, he watched her closely with keen interest. She lay on her side, naked, her back towards him. Her breathing had quitened and the room seemed strangely peaceful in the relative silence. The cords were still tied to her wrists but he had released them from the bedhead to give her some freedom. She had made no attempt to remove them or the blindfold. She simply waited. He remained motionless and utterly silent as the seconds passed by. He needed to think but found it difficult to draw his attention from her loveliness. She was more beautiful than he had ever seen but there was no time for idle appreciation. He had a decision to make. He knew the game had gone too far but still could not bring myself to stop it. Not now. It was meant to be a present; one he had planned on stopping at the first signs of real distress. The distress had been real but so too was her unexpected responsiveness. She had tried her best to hide it but he knew her too well. He had taken great pains not to give himself away through familiarity. Having thoroughly explored her scantily clad body he had cut the few remaining garments from her body with a knife. He took great care but the effect had not been lost on her. Surely her lover would never have done such a thing. He saw her growing fear and might have stopped but for the contradictory responses he was seeing in her. It happened slowly before his eyes. The light flush to her cheeks, neck and breasts, the hardening of her nipples, the familiar patterns in her breathing; all these signs told him what he needed to know. When he'd tried to kiss her she had turned away. In response he grasped her nipple and firmly squeezed, gradually increasing the pressure until she was gasping in shock. When he tried again to kiss her, she did not turn away. As their lips met, he eased off the pressure and moved his attention to her other breast. He felt her apprehension grow as he lightly caressed her in ever decreasing circles. As time passed she could not completely conceal what she was feeling. He gently rolled and tugged her nipples, each in turn, and soon she was breathing heavily in response. When he reached down to stroke her sex, he found her surprisingly damp. The sound she made when he touched her made his heart leap with excitement. A few minutes later she was moaning into his mouth as he brought her slowly to a climax. He then made love to her. Leaving her bound, he moved his naked body over hers and, with comparative ease, forced himself into her. The feel of her warmth and the sound of her shocked gasping cry sent his passions quickly soaring. The knowledge that she believed him to be a stranger made his pulse race wildly. He stroked slowly and smoothly inside her, taking his cues from her tell-tale breathing. With his hands he explored her body eagerly, giving her no respite from the flood of sensations. With a skill borne from familiarity and love, he inched her gradually closer to a climax. Her attempts to hide this from him were becoming increasingly less successful. He sensed suddenly that she was right on the edge and, on an impulse, decided to proceed with one last surprise. As she drew close to orgasm, he fastened a modified clothespeg to her erect left nipple. The effect was astonishing. Arching up beneath him, she drew a long deep, shuddering breath of disbelief. The sound of her ragged breathing filled his ears as the relentless pressure flooded her senses and kept her on the edge. Immediately he fastened another to her right nipple, bringing a low moan of disbelief from her parted lips. As she trembled and murmured in shock he took her more forcefully, driving her headlong into an incredibly powerful climax. The clothespegs bobbed and danced on the tips of her breasts as she cried out and came three times in quick succession. He carefully removed them as her final climax began to fade. In the hazy afterglow, he lay beside her considering his dilemma. ==== If you liked this story you can find more at "Julian's Dark Dreams" http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/julian/www Comments are always welcome and very much appreciated. You can email me at julian975@yahoo.com ==== Copyright (c) Julian Renard, 2002 All rights reserved. Permission is granted for this work to be archived or redistributed in electronic form as long as this notice is included and no modifications whatsoever are made. It may not be distributed in printed form or for profit without the author's prior written consent. _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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