Chapter 4 – Rope, humiliation, fear and force
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---Resuming, where chapter 2 ended---

I lie on the couch on my back, where he threw me. 

All still a bit shocking. What just happened sort of. I feel so alive, thrilled, scared and good. 

He's coming closer, climbing on me with something in his hand, I wasn't really looking as I laid there, I was just stunned by how he just took control. He has rope? 

He's on top of me, staring at me. 

"Put your hands together, wrists crossed," he said. 

I just looked at him, didn't do anything. I was still amazed, this is too good to be true. 

He grabbed one of my wrist forcefully, grasping really hard around it making me squirm in pain, as he does he places it above my head. 

"seem we got a problem with listening, do we?" 

I squirm out a "s-sorryy.." and put up my free hand where he put the other, crossing the wrists. 

"say, sorry Master." he says in a serious tone, all the while smiling. As he does, he grabs both my wrists and squeeze as hard as he can, it felt real painful but good. My heart is just going faster and faster and all the amazing feelings are just flowing through me, from my stomach, vagina, out up into the head, down into the legs and out into my arms. 

This build up... And the humiliation on top, it feels like I'm free, I feel. Free. 

"sor...y… m…ast…r.." I mumble out. A bit moany. I feel like I'm being violated, I realised I've been biting my lip and salivating... Did I moan?... 

"Speak up!" He yelled out and squeezed my nipple, making me moan out loud in pain. 

"Sorry master!" I squirmed out louder. 

Omg omg omg is going through my head. It hurts so much but it feels so fucking good. Now I want him to punish me more… It's. It is… thrilling, scary and just, great and freeing. 

While I was distracted, he had started lopping his rope around my wrist, now finishing a knot, tightening it. I noticed how it bite into me when I tried to struggle a bit with my arms. My already sore wrists, I moaned as I struggled without thinking. Ops. Did I moan? Omg. I'm probably blushing. I just want to hide my head, but he's in the way, I'm stuck...

His hands started touching me. Well, one hand he had near my throat, stroking. The other was on my boobs, playing around... I tried to struggle and turn, to see how he'd respond, couldn't help it just out of curiosity. 

"what are you doing." he said. Calm and annoyed. 

I turned around. Dug my head into a pillow, still arms above my head tied up.

"I'm.. I'm.. Embarrassed…" 

"You're forgetting something?" he said and slapped me on my ass, it felt like he did it with full force. It hurt, it hurt… I yelled out in pain, a bit surprised too... The pain pulsated through me, with it came pleasure, riding along tight after the feeling of pain that traveled from my ass out into all the parts of my body. Soooo fucking amazing… 

"master.. Master.. Sorry.." 

"Good, good." he said and patted me gently where he had struck me. 

Then, smack, I felt pain again, a bit more intense. Another spank on the same area. I moaned, loud. Dug my head into the pillow. 

"sorry master.." I said again. 

"You're learning. Good girl." he leaned onto me, pushed himself against me. 

That praise felt good. Weirdly enough. 

But before I could think more, he grabbed the rope, my wrists, and pulled them behind my head and started adding more rope somehow. 

"what are you doing?... Master?." I said, a bit moany, whimpy. 

"don't worry about it." he said and kept going. 

My elbows were arced up, beside my head, my wrists were where my neck ends. Stuck. Tight. He tied a rope from the knot around my wrists going around my torso, below my boobs. Then looped the rope again around me, going above them, but he looped it down the middle, so the rope was around each of them somehow. 

"but but.. Why?.. Master?" 

"Well, because I did it. Don't worry about it." 

He took his hand around my throat, pressuring lightly and whispered into my ear 

"doesn't it feel tight? Like you're stuck? Helpless? Weak?.."...

"..yes.." I mumbled… it did feel that way. And it was amazing. I'm at his mercy. 

He took out his phone and took a photo.

"Don't you enjoy it Nana?" 

The humiliation, together with it all. I feel like I could come any second sort of... He's just pushing me, teasing me.. I love it I love it I love it.. 

".. Yes…" I said quietly. 

He’s getting up. What’s he gonna do now? It feels like he’s been planning this for ages, like he’s just been waiting for this moment to strike.. All the details.. So perfectly executed so far.. 

"let's take some more photos shall we.."

He grabs something from a drawer in the table. A leash... What's he planning now… 

".. Okay.." I mumbled... So nervous... So intense feelings. I'm sure he wants me to explode, but not until I've suffered through frustration, humiliation, pain and everything he has planned out...

"I didn't quite hear that Nana, speak up." he said, cupping his hand by his ear, taunting me. Wants to hear me say I want it. Wanna make me say it, make me feel humiliated... 

"okay" I said, clear this time...

He laughed to himself a bit as he approached me with the leash, connected it to my collar and then took his arms around me. 

"time to get up then" he said and helped me get on my feet. It hurt a bit, as the rope dug into my arms and chest. Here I am. Still clothed, but tied up arms, tight behind my head. I let him put a collar on me, and a leash… why? It just felt right.. Humiliating, sure. But I trust him, I've known him for years now so why not. He seems to get me. He pushes me just right for now. Advances slowly, but still aggressive in all the right ways. Making me feel all the feelings, even now it still keeps pulsating through me. This warm, orgasmic feeling… A Mixture of being a bit scared, in a thrilling way and all the humiliation.. The pain, and the intense pressure of being tied with rope, unable to move even if I wanted to. 

*flash* I noticed he was taking pictures as I had zoned out thinking to myself about the situation. 

"look into the camera and smile" he said. He had let the leash hang freely as he'd backed up to take the photos... I looked up a tiny bit and smiled shyly.. 

*flash* it was like I could feel the flashes going into me, surging through me each time. This must be the most intense and humiliating experience I've ever had I thought...

"turn around for me" he said, now in his more serious tone. I looked at him, hesitant. 

He walked up to me, took the leashed and pulled me in rough towards his face so our cheeks touched. I felt his breathing against my ear.. Gaah. I could die.. My heart started racing again and I felt like I could come if he'd touch me.. He whispered

"turn around for me, lean forward and poke your ass out towards me." he paused, still holding me in place, breathing for a bit… it felt like an eternity, and I felt like I could explode… I Felt a bit scared.. 

"we both now you want it.. But... If you wanna stop.." 

"Noo.. I'll do it.. I'll do it.." I squirmed out, a bit moany without realising.. I'd been moaning a bit on and off.. How long had I been doing it? I felt like I was blushing.. He dragged me down so I was arced forward, spanked me hard.. Then let go and said 

" Well go on then Nana "

It hurt, so humiliating, the pain was throbbing... I stood up, turned around and leaned forward, exposing my behind for him. 

He squatted down and took a few pictures as I stood there... Shame... I felt shame, he commanded me and I did it. But I didn't say no... I want this... This is amazing. 

"good Nana, good girl." he said and approached me. He hugged me, hard and long. It felt really nice, I got teary. "thanks.. Master.." I said quietly, with tears in my throat. Didn't realise until I heard myself. It all felt like so much, felt so good. I felt loved. Well, I felt like a good girl I guess… 

"are you numb? Arms okay?" he grabbed my hands. "Squeeze" he said. "Okay master…" I said and squeezed his hands. Then after that, he let go and he started untying the back and torso, so I could put my arms in front of myself again. He left my wrists tied though.

"come with me" he said in a soft voice, took the leash and led me into the bedroom. He had a big comfortable looking bed, probably a kingsize. Headboard perfect for tying someone to. Red sheets and pillows. He sat me down on it, untied my wrists and took of the leash. 

He laid down and patted next to him. Signaling to lie down beside him. I did, cuddle up next to him. Spooning with him being the big spoon. 

"You're really beautiful Nana." he said and held me tight. It felt wonderful. Perfect break for a cuddle. 

"thanks... You're really beautiful to.. This, this is.." 

I paused. 

"This is?" he said curiously. 

"perfect day.." I said with an exhausted voice. 

We laid there for a while... I realised I still had the collar on... Did that mean he had more planned?... Doesn't matter. I'm ready for more. I want more. This Is amazing. And I'm still all worked up... I just want him more... I want to feel him inside me and I want to feel his ropes surround me... He's just exhausted me mentally, perfectly in all the right ways...

After a bit of spooning, I felt his hand pulling up my dress, I instinctively put my hands down to stop him. He leaned in towards my ear and whispered 

"now I'll show you just how weak and helpless you are" then he kissed my neck... He took one hand on my throat and choked me... My heart started racing… couldn't breathe... I tried to get his hand off but he had too strong a grip... I was too weak, helpless… He dragged up my dress with his other hand. Then he sat on me and forced me to lay stomach down in the bed, letting go of my throat. Pulling the dress off me. 

"There we go." he said in a calm way. He grabbed my wrists and put em on my back, crossing my wrists at my spine. Then gripping them hard as hell with one hand. He squeezed so hard it hurt, I moaned... I couldn't stop moaning and squirming... I tried to struggle, but I couldn't get loose. He had me pinned with just his strength alone. It all started pulsing through me again, the shame, feeling of being helpless and weak... His strength, feeling it in use against me was so damn sexy. I felt that orgasmic feeling building up...

He pulled off my underwear, but left my knee socks on...

"What to do now with you, I wonder.." he leaned in and started kissing my neck, touching my now naked body all over with his free hand.

I tried to struggle, to resist, to get free. Not that my goal was to escape, it's just so damn sexy for some reason to try struggling and fail, feeling how strong he is compared to me. And there's something thrilling about really getting proof that he easily could take me anytime against my will... I want him of course. I have no idea why I love it so much…

Exposed, I can't cover up. He's looking at my body, still holding my wrists tight... He stopped kissing my neck and watched my face, just playing with my nipples and watching my expressions... It feels awkward and humiliating, but still, nice...

"please… let me hide my face.." I moaned out.

He kept going. "it's nice to see how you react.. You can try and stop me.. Go ahead." 

He turned me, so I was on my back, still clenching my wrists tight with his hand. 

So frustrating... I kind of just want to tell him to go ahead and do me already... I'm going insane. 

He's moving his hand down slow, stroking my stomach. Just above my vagina now. I cross my legs. Just to make it harder for him, see what he does. 

"c'mon, either spread em or ill do it for you." 

He grabbed a bottle next to the bed, lube. Opened it with his thumb, turned upside down and poured it on me, from my stomach then drew a line down to my vagina where he just kept pouring it out. 

"w.. Why…" I said quietly... 

"Well, why not. Don't you like it, being drenched?" he said. 

It felt great, just feeling the liquid forcing itself down and everywhere. Just, pushed it a bit extra, almost feeling violated too, together with everything. I couldn't help but moan as it was cold compared to my body heat, I'd feel it going down between my legs slowly. Then he shoved his hand in between my crossed legs and stroked me slooooowly, going up and down with his hand. 

"fuck" I said without thinking as I bit my lip and moaned. Then realised it. Did I just say that out loud? He was looking at me, seeming pleased.. 

I did say it out loud...

He leaned in and kissed my boobs, focusing on my nipples as he shoved a knee in between my legs, forcing my legs apart. It hurt, but it just made me moan more. 

I felt his finger enter me. Teasingly slowly... 

Pain shot through me as I felt him biting my nipple. I yelled out "fuck, fuck fuck.." in pain. 

"I told you to spread em.." he said quietly. As he slowly slid his finger further inside me. Then he smiled at me and slowly went down, kissing the other nipple. I got really scared, feeling a bit terrified. 

"please.. I'll behave master, I prom-" 

Pain, I yelled out "fuuuck.." followed by a teared up "Sorry sorry, I'll behave sorry, please master.." 

He slowly pulled his finger out. 

It still hurt, it pulsated through me. It was amazing all together. I got that punishment I fished for, I got the thrilling feeling, he made me feel genuinely scared there but still followed through even though I tried to beg. It was amazing, my mind was completely free, blank, there was nothing except me and him, I felt like I was in heaven so to speak. 

"Do you even deserve it?" he said snarky. 

"w.. What?.." I was confused and a still a bit scared… what now? He turned me, stomach down, then took a steady grip with his other hand around my throat again. Still keeping my wrists tightly together with the other hand. 

"Me.. Do you deserve me inside you? Sure, you're beautiful, but who knows where you've been you filthy bad girl." he said as he put just his tip inside me as I was squirming, moaning… 

Omg... So evil… He Wants to drive me mad as well… 

"arent you a filthy slut though?" he slowly entered me a tiny bit more then pulled it back a tiny bit. Keeping just the end of it in me. 

"no… No.. Mast.. Er.." 

"don't lie to me, you're a filthy bitch, a bad girl. And you want to beg for it don't you?" 

Oh what the... Fuck... I'm dying.

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