Delving Into Dark Minds

Thursday, October 21, 2010

ENSNARED

Ensnared

I WAS SITTING IN A LOUNGE OFF   AN OLD COUNTRY ROAD WHEN HE WALKED IN,  I WAS THERE TO JUST SIP A VODKA AND LIME AND UNWIND, MAYBE TAKE A BREAK FROM MY WRITNG FOR A WHILE.  I SAT IN A DARK CORNER IN THE BACK, REALLY JUST WANTING TO BE LEFT TO MYSELF. THEN HE WALKED IN,  DARK HAIR, A MUSTACHE,HAZEL EYES, NOT THIN, NOT HEAVY.  A PERFECT PIECE OF MEAT FOR MY WEB.
HE MET MY GLANCE AT THE DOOR, I COULD TELL HE WAS LIKE ME, THE WANTON LOOK IN HIS EYES GAVE IT AWAY. HE SAT DOWN AT THE BAR., AND I IMMEDIATELY SUMMONED THE BARTENDER OVER TO MY TABLE. “GIVE ME ANOTHER VODKA AND LIME, SEND IT OVER BY THE STRANGER, AND TELL HIM HE’S PAYING FOR IT.”
HE APPROACHED MY TABLE WITH MY DRINK  IN HIS HAND. I  MADE SURE MY HAND GRASPED HIS WHEN HE PASSED  ME MY DRINK. I NONOTICED A SAD LOOK IN HIS EYES. “SIT DOWN,AND TELL MW WHAT’S GOING ON WITH YOU, HANDSOME STRANGER.” HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO ME, AND INTRODUCED HIMSELF,” FIRST OF ALL, LOVELY LADY, I AM ERIC,, AND I WOULD REALLY LOVE TO KNOW WHO I  HAVE THE PLEASURE OF SHARING DRINKS WITH.”
“YOU DON’T RECOGNIZE ME FROM TODAY, DO YOU? I  SAW YOU AT TOM’S FUNERAL TODAY, HE WAS A VERY CLOSE FRIEND OF MINE. MY NAME IS JANE..” I SAID , GAZING INTO HIS LOST EYES.
“TOM AND I GREW UP TOGETHER,” HE BEGAN, TAKING MY HAND,” WENT THROUGH  HIGH SCHOOL TOGHETHER, THEN ON TO COLLEGE.  TOM AND I WERE AS DIFFERENT AS NIGHT AND DAY THOUGH, BUT THERE WASN’T ANYTHNG WE WOULDN’T DO FOR EACHOTHER.  I REALLY AM GOING TO MISS HIS WILD STORIES THOUGH..”
TRYING TO BE COY I QUERIED AS TO THE WILD STORIES. ERIC STAMMERRED A LITTLE WHEN HE BEGAN HIS RESPONSE.”TOM LED THIS DOUBLE LIFE. HE WAS INTO THIS WORLD OF KINKY BDSM STUFF THAT I NEVER COULD UNDERSTAND. SOMETHING ABOUT WOMEN WHIPPING MEN.  NOT EXACTLY SOMETHING A SUCESSFUL BUSINESSMAN LIKE TOM WOUL BE INTO., OR AT THE VERY LEAST TALK ABOUT.”
“I KNEW THAT SIDE OF TOM,” I SAID, TAKING ERIC BY THE HAND. “I WAS HIS MISTRESS. HE WAS DEVOTED TO ME. HE LIVED ONLY TO PLEASE ME,”
“WAIT A MINUTE!” HIS EYES GREW WIDE. “ YOU WERE A PART OF HIS SECRET LIFE?  I UST CAN’T SEE IT BEING THAT SERIOUS, OH MY GOD! I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ABOUT SOME WILD SEX PARTIES, SPANKINGS AND LEATHER.”
I OPENED UO MY PURSE AND PULLED OUT A LEATHER COLLAR, VERY FASONABLE WITH A TINY  SOLID GOLD PADLOCK HANGING FROM IT. I PLCED IT IN FRONT OF ERIC, AN BECAME EMOTIONAL.” THIS WAS TOM’S. HE WAS WEARING THIS WHEN HE GOT INTO THE ACCIDENT. HE WAS MINE. HE WORE MY COLLAR, FOR FIVE YEARS HE WAS A LOYAL AND OBEDIENT SLAVE TO ME. WORSHIPPED ME LIKE NO OTHER. AND I ADORED HIM. “ ERIC’S EYES MET MINE, SOULFULLY.
“PLEASE LET ME TRY IT ON  YOU, “ , I SAID , LOOKING WOEFULLY INTO HIS EYES. “ IT WOULD LOOK SO GOOD ON YOU.”  I WALKED BEHIND HIM AND CLASPED IT AROUND HIS NECK, LOOKING DOWN I NOTICED HE HAD ACHIEVED A RATHER HUGE ERECTION.” OH LET ME COME LOOK AT YOU.”
HE WAS STUNNING, PRFECT SLAVE MATERIAL. AS I SAID PREVIOUSLY, NICE BODY, SWEET, SOFT LIPS, EYES THAT SHOW THE SOUL, AND BY TE LOOKS OF THINGS A RATHER PLEASIN G COCK. “ OH YOU LOOK PERFECT IN IT , ERIC.”
“ HEY , DO YOU MIND IF WE GET OUT OH HERE, I AM NOT TO CRAZY ABOUT WEARING A COLLAR IN PUBLIC, BUT I WILL DO IT TO CHEER YOU UP, JANE.”
JUST THEN I HAD AN IDEA, MY WEB WEAVING SKILL WERE ALREADY AT  WORK WHEN HE WAKED THROUGH THE DOOR, IT WAS TIME TO DRAW HIM CLOSER TO THE CENTER OF THE WEB. “ LET’S GO BACK TO MY PLACE AND SHARE SOME WINE, TALK OVER OUR BUDDY’S LIFE TOGETHER.”
I LED HIM OUT TO THE PARKING LOT, AND AROUND BACK TO MY CAR. WE STOOD THERE IN THE DARK FOR A MOMENT. I GRABBED HIM AND KISSED HIM FORCEFULLY, PUSHING MY TONGUE DEEP WITHIN HIS MOUTH SWIRLING IT IN HRD SUCKING BREATH FROM HIM,SQEEZING HIS BALLS WHILE I DID IT.
“JANE,” HE STAMMERED , “ THIS IS SO FAST, I AM NOT LIKE THIS.”
I GRABBED HIM AND KISSED HIM AGAIN, TAKING HIS HAND AND LACING IT UP MY DRESS. I GUIDED HIS FINGERS TO WHERE I NEEDED THEM TO BE. I RUBBED MY PUSSY FEVERISHLY ON HIS FINGERS, GRINDIG MY CLIT INTO HIS HAND , UNTIL MY UICES WERE FLOWING LIKE A RIVER. “ NOW GET IN THE CAR AND EAT MY PUSSY I COMMANDED!”
I LAID DOWN IN THE BACK SEAT AND PULLED MY DRESS UP.  “ MISS JANE, I CAN’T WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME? THIS IS N’T ME,’’ HE PROTESTED, AS HE LEERED HUNGRILY AT MY PUSS.  HE MOVED IN CLOSER.
“I AM FUFILLING YOUR DESTINY,” I SAID LOOKING AT HIM IN THE EYES.” YOU NEED THIS, YOU HAVE ALWAYS NEEDED THIS. YOUR COCK GREW WHEN I PUT MY COLLAR AROUND YOUR NECK. YOUR HARD NOW. COME NOW MY PUSSY SLAVE. WORSHIP ME.”
HE BENT TO MY PUSS, LAPPED ONCE, LOOKED UP AT ME, SMILED, WENT BACK DOWN, LICKED A LITTLE MORE. LOOKED UP AT ME AND WINKED, I SHOVED HIS HEAD DOWN THE THIRD TIME AND HE BEGAN TO DEVOUR MY CUNT, FENCH KISSING IT. SLIDING HIS TONGUE IN AND OUT, LAVISHING ATTENTION ON IT , THE LIKES OF WHICH I HA NEVER KNOWN BEFORE. I SUIRTED CUM EVERYWHERE, HE EAGRLY SWALLOWED EVERYDROP. HE WAS LOST IN MY PUSSY, A TRUE SLAVE TO IT. I COULD NOT STOP CUMMING, MY ORGASMS WERE SO POWERFUL I HAD TO SCREAM. I HAD TO PULL HIM FRO MY PUSS AND PUT HIS COCK IN ME. HE ENTERD ME  WITH A POWERFUL THRUST, RAMMNG  ME AS IF HE WERE A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD BOY. LICKING MY BREASTS, KISSING MY NECK, HEIGHTENING MY ORGASMS. HE BEGGED FOR HIS RELEASE “ MISS JANE , MAY I CUM?”
“ YES, MY PET’, I ANSWERED BREATHLESSLY.
THUNDEROUSLY HE SHOT WHAT SEEMED TO BE AT LEAST SIX OUNCES INTO ME, DRAINING HIMSELF.
“YOU OWN ME, YOU TRULY OWN ME. I DEVOTE MY LIFE TO YOUR PLEASURE.” HE SAID KISSING MY FOREHEAD.
I WOVE MY WEB THAT NIGHT, AND ERIC WALKED INTO IT, AND WENT STRAIGHT TO TEE CENTER OF SEDUCTION.  RIGHT TO THE POINT OF ENSNAREMENT.


Friday, October 8, 2010

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