tighter: the apartment

the prologue

She had a barn-style garage with an apartment above. Currently, the apartment was between renters, so it was empty.

I went up to the place one afternoon and screwed a sturdy hook into a stud on the wall above the doorway between the hall and bedroom. I left behind various implements: ankle and wrist cuffs, rope, a spreader bar, a blindfold and ball gag.

That evening, I took her across the yard and up the stairs to the apartment. She didn’t notice the hook. I said nothing, but began removing her clothes. Once everything was off, I positioned her in the doorway and buckled on the four cuffs.

She had this quizzical look on her face and asked me what I had in mind. I didn’t need to hear that. I told her to put her hands over her head, and I snapped the wrist cuffs together. I went behind her back and tied the ball gag on. I pushed her legs to the width of the spreader bar and snapped that to the ankle cuffs. I told her, that yes, I had a plan and she would pay for questioning me. Even with the gag on I could see her smirk.

I took a length of rope and tied it to the snap holding the wrist cuffs together, flipping the other end over the hook which she still hadn’t seen. Her eyes narrowed. I yanked on the rope and up she went, standing on tippy toes. She let out a muffled yelp and her eyes widened.

Holding the rope with one hand I reached around to spank her. Alternating buttocks I whacked her repeatedly. Each hit produced a yelp or a grunt. Her ass was getting good and red. This is how I tenderized her.

I reached around front, sticking a finger in her pussy, and true to form she was already quite wet. I got a couple of fingers nicely lubricated in there, going in and out a few times and then teasing her clit. She whimpered, which was her way of begging me to continue stimulating her clit, but I was going to have none of that.

I fastened the rope so that she was still on toe without my help. I took the blindfold and tied it on. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead. I walked away and down the stairs. Then I removed my shoes and padded silently back up, sat in a corner and watched.

This was one of my favorite times, she naked, exposed and totally fucked if I left her alone. Of course I didn’t leave her alone, and she would get totally fucked.

After five minutes, which must have seemed much longer to her, I silently walked to her and squeezed both nipples. She yelped behind the gag.

I removed the gag. “You thought I didn’t have a good plan, didn’t you?”

“No, I was sure you had a plan.”

Whack! “Liar. What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Not so fast.” And now I stuck my tongue in her mouth and squeezed her erect nipples as hard as I could. Still with my tongue owning her mouth, I reached down, stuck two fingers in her pussy and used my thumb to tap on her clit.

“Please,” she said.

I pulled back. “Please what?”

“Please let me cum.”

She couldn’t see me smiling. I started triangulating: my mouth on one tit, one hand on the other, and the second hand working down below.

I knew it wouldn’t take long now. My suction and speed increased. And then I stopped cold. She didn’t say anything, but I could see she was mad as hell.

Whack! I reminded her of who was in charge. She still looked mad. I removed my clothes.

Standing close to her, I rubbed my dick against her clit. I couldn’t get the angle to fuck her, but that would wait. I went back to my mouth-and-two-hands routine.

She was dripping wet and making gurgling noises. Her nipples were titanium hard. I let go of her tits and used one hand to rub her clit, which I could do with a fair amount of pressure now, as the other hand finger fucked her.

She started contractions on my fingers and made those little indescribable sounds that signaled her orgasm.

I knew once she came she couldn’t stand to be elevated, so I immediately released the rope from the hook.

Then I made her bend forward and snapped the wrist cuffs to the ankle cuffs.

I stood behind her and had the perfect angle now. Holding her hips, I stuck my dick in to the hilt and fucked her, with my pleasure being the only concern.

She was so slippery that it felt great but took a while for friction to develop. I didn’t mind. I was thrusting hard, balls slapping against her and finally I came. I don’t cum quietly. I roared and felt my balls empty as I shot my load into her.

I pulled out and quickly released her from the cuffs. She reached back and untied the blindfold, smiled and let out a giggle. She kissed me and said, “that was a good plan!”

the garage
the hotel