tighter: the garage

the prologue
the apartment

The apartment had been rented out, but the garage underneath was still hers to use. The tenant was out for the evening. I parked the cars in the driveway and made a plan for the evening.

I brought the usual toys and supplies to the garage, and added a couple of new ones. I made note of a sturdy metal bar that ran across part of the structure, suspended from the ceiling at a height of about six-foot-six.

When darkness came, I blindfolded her in the house and led her down the path and through the side door to the garage. She knew where we were, but didn’t say a word.

I needed a warm-up. I pulled her shirt up over her head and off and placed cuffs on both wrists, which I clamped together behind her back.

“Get on your knees.”

“No.”

Slap!

I slapped her face. She dropped to her knees. She was not happy.

I pulled down my pants and underwear. I was already semi-hard. I stuck my cock in her mouth and said, “Suck it.”

She sucked obediently. I held her head and pulled on her hair a bit while she did this.

After a few minutes I was ready to proceed. I told her she had done a good job sucking me, and if she just did what I said from now on everything would be fine. I pulled up my pants and helped her to her feet.

I walked her over so she was positioned under the metal bar. I unclamped the cuffs, told her to remove the rest of her clothes, and she did so. I thought she could use a warm-up too so I licked and sucked her nipples and squeezed her breasts for a minute or two. A smile tried to form on her mouth but she fought it off and kept her arms at her side

I told her it was time to be fully restrained. I had her spread her legs so I could buckle on her ankle cuffs and attached then to the spreader bar. Then I took a length of rope, tied it to one wrist cuff, flung it over the metal bar, pulled until her arm was fully extended and wrapped it around the bar, tying off the end. I did the same with another length of rope and her other arm. She struggled against this and I was pleased that there was very little give and the rope stayed in place on the metal bar.

I removed the blindfold. While that eliminated surprise, sometimes there is more terror in seeing what is going to happen to you.

Although I hadn’t gagged her, she was silent.

I walked over to her and stuck my tongue in her mouth, pressing her body against mine with one arm. She responded, her tongue moving rapidly.

I disengaged and walked behind her to my bag of tricks. She anxiously turned her head, trying to see what I was up to. Rummaging in the bag, I found the cat-o-nine-tails. I let her see it and ran it across the front of her body. Then I pulled it behind her and began lashing her ass with it, alternating between cheeks. She cried out, but she didn’t ask me to stop. I continued until she was quite red and well-marked.

I whispered in her ear, asking whether her breasts wanted attention. She said “yes.” Her nipples were very hard again. I produced two wooden clothespins. Her eyes became very wide. I think she knew what I was going to do, but this was a new item for us. She had never experienced nipple clamps, much less this. She sucked in air and looked quite scared.

I clamped the clothespins on one nipple and then the other. As I attached each one she yelped in pain.

There was one other new item in my bag, which I produced now. A Polaroid camera. I felt we might not have a chance to do this again so thought I should capture the moment.

The pictures I took that night show her scared, struggling and flushed.

I put down the camera, walked to the side door and through it, slamming the door and leaving her quite alone. She couldn’t see me now, but I could see her, to be sure she was safe, and enjoy her terror.

She was a woman who had made a life of not being dependent on men. And now she was totally dependent on me. I enjoyed the power and the responsibility.

But I had a job to do and that was to make her cum.

First, the camera.

I came back into the garage, picked up the camera and documented the event with pictures from the front and back. Some were wide shots to show the full scene. Some were closer in of her entire body. Some were even closer, showing just her head and chest, or just her face, to really capture the state she was in.

Then I removed the clothespins. She would have collapsed in relief had she not been tied up.

Since I had forced myself on her orally, I thought the decent thing to do was to pleasure her that way. I got on my knees and started licking.

As expected, she was already wet, and her pussy tasted sweet as always. As I licked, I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs, around back to her ass and up to her breasts.

She was breathing heavily now and pushing her pelvis at my mouth. I took two fingers and plunged them into her pussy, slithering them in and out. With my free hand I was playing with her breasts, brushing gently over her tenderized nipples.

Moans escaped her mouth and her body trembled. I stiffened my tongue and licked hard up and down her clit. Her kegel muscles squeezed against my moving fingers and she groaned loudly as she climaxed. As the orgasm retreated, I stood, and holding one hand against her pudendum, I released one arm, switched hands, and released the other. Then I bent down to free her from the spreader bar.

Now I held her close to me and we kissed deeply.

She unbuttoned my shirt to lick and suck my nipples. I felt my cock harden and push against my pants.

She bent over and held onto her ankles. I dropped trou again, and quickly entered her. I moved in and out slowly, holding her hips and savoring the sensation.

But she was able to reach one of her hands behind and found my balls. Giving them a rhythmic squeeze increased the urgency of my thrusts and quickly brought me to a mind-blowing orgasm. It was as if I were a squeezable bottle of mustard, squirting forth its contents.

A bright light appeared and we realized it was the tenant’s car coming up the driveway. We quickly grabbed our clothes, put all the toys in the bag, grabbed it and scurried back to the house, laughing along the way.

the hotel