Chapter 1

 

Cindy looked at her reflection in the mirror one more time before she went out.  She was wearing a low cut top that hugged her breasts and showed off a far bit of cleavage. Her skirt was short, so short that she would have to be careful how she sat. She had finished off her outfit with stockings and a pair of super high heel shoes.  It was not how she would normally dress; in fact, she had never worn anything like it before. She had gotten sick of sitting home alone every night and decided that she was going to do something to change that.  She had just begun her annual vacation, and was determined that she was going to use the four weeks to change her life. She picked up her bag and ran out to the honking cab so that she would not have a chance to change her mind.

 

Cindy saw the cab driver look at her and give a low whistle as she carefully got into the back seat. She could see herself in his mirror, almost not recognising herself with her extra makeup and died red hair.  “Where to love?” She realised the driver was talking to her and gave him the name of a club she had overheard some of the girls at work talking about. She had no idea what kind of club it was, but decided that for tonight at least, she would not be the kind of worrier she usually was. 

 

“Club Blue please, I think it is in the city.”  Cindy realised that she should have at least looked up an address, but she hoped the club was popular enough that the driver would know of it.  “Club Blue hey, I guess that explains the outfit, though I would have thought that leather would have been more appropriate.”

 

Cindy wanted to ask him why, but then remembered her decision not to worry about little things, so just smiled and turned to look out the window. The trip into the city only took about ten minutes and soon he was pulling up in front of the club. It looked like a typical club, with bouncers out the front and people in groups talking. She hoped that they would let her in, not knowing what kind of dress code they had. Paying the driver, she walked on slightly unsteady legs up to the entrance.  One of the bouncers asked for some ID and then asked if she was alone.  Cindy was a bit puzzled by this but said yes.  She was surprised to find one of the men taking her by the arm and leading her inside.

What she saw almost made her want to turn and run, but she couldn’t with him holding her arm. “Just wait here,” he had told her, and for some reason she did. She was standing at the entrance to the club and could see many people inside, but they were the kind of people she had only ever seen on the Internet.  Some girls were wearing almost nothing and some had collars around their necks.  She looked in one corner and saw a girl kneeling between the legs of a man dressed all in black, his hand resting on her head.  She was just about to see what would happen next, when she was startled by a man’s voice.

 

“Good evening, my name is Charles and I have been told that you are all on your own tonight. I am here alone too, so if you like, I can show you around the club. It can be a bit daunting the first time you visit, especially if you are alone.”  Cindy was mesmerised by the man talking to her, not only did he have the sexiest voice she had ever heard, he was very handsome too.  Like the other man, he was dressed all in black, with what looked like leather pants and a soft silk shirt.  His hair was also dark and he had soft brown eyes that seemed to gleam at her.  He wore no jewellery apart from a ring on one finger.  She suddenly realised that she had been so busy looking at him that she had not answered him yet.

 

“My name is Cindy and yes, that would be very nice, thank you.”  She had tried to sound confident but thought she had sounded more like someone responding to an offer of a cup of tea or something. He had not seemed to mind however and held out an arm for her to take.

 

Charles had been intrigued when the bouncer had come and told him that there was a young woman wanting to enter the club.  He had told him that she was all alone and did not really look like she knew what kind of club it was.  Charles had come along tonight just to look around and see if there was anyone he might consider taking on as a sub or even just to find someone looking for a little fun.  He had had a regular sub that had liked to play on weekends, but she had recently been offered a fantastic job in another city, which she had of course taken.  He missed her, but was also excited about the prospect of being with someone new.  He liked finding out what a sub liked and didn’t like, and with his previous sub he had been starting to find that they knew each other too well.

 

When he saw the girl, he was a bit surprised, as she did not look the usual type you would find in Club Blue. He thought that she had a pretty face, which for some reason she had hidden under a thick layer of makeup.  He liked her body under her clothes, though he would like to teach her the difference between sexy and slutty if he had the chance.  He could see her attention was taken with something in the corner and looked to see a woman servicing a man.  He saw the flush on the girl’s face and again thought how out of place she seemed, however he didn’t want her trying to navigate the club on her own.  When he had spoken, he had recognised that look that most woman got around him.  She had taken his arm and allowed him to lead her into the club.

 

“Cindy, can I get you a drink, perhaps a wine?” He could see her staring around the room, definitely seeing things she had never seen before.  He caught the eye of one of the drink waitresses, Cindy wide eyed at her clothing or rather lack of it.  All of the waitresses simply wore a collar with matching ankle and wrist cuffs and a small black g-string.  He saw Cindy look the girl up and down before turning away when the girl looked at her and smiled.

 

“Cindy, do you know what you want to drink or can I just get you a white wine?”
When she still did not answer he ordered her a wine and a scotch for himself.  He told the waitress they would be over on the couch and lead a still staring Cindy over to sit down.

 

Cindy sat down on the couch, trying to take in all she could see around her. She saw a waitress walk up with two drinks and suddenly she had a glass of wine in her hand.  Without thinking she almost drained the glass in one hit, needing something to calm her nerves.  She heard Charles order another glass before the waitress left and she put her glass down on a table, embarrassed at her behaviour. She turned to look at Charles for the first time since she had entered the club and saw that he had a grin on his face.

 

“I think you are lucky that I was here tonight, or you might have not make it out in one piece.”  Cindy just smiled but her former self started to emerge and worry about what he meant.  “Tell me, how did you know about this place. No offence, but you don’t really seem the type.” “Some friends told me about it, and as they were unable to come tonight, I though I would check it out myself.” She hoped that he would leave it at that, but he seemed intrigued by her choice of clubs.  “What did they tell you, these friends of yours?”

 

“Well, not too much, just that it was a cool place and really interesting. Tell me, Charles, what do you do?” She knew she was changing the subject, but hoped he would let her for now.  “I run my own company, we help small businesses set up websites.  What about you, what do you do?”  This was a question she had thought she would be asked and not wanting to say she was a boring office worker, she had decided on a more interesting career. “Oh, I work in the movie industry. I help to cast actors and find locations, that kind of thing, though I am on a break at the moment.”

 

Charles thought there was something not quite genuine about her answer, but again he let it go. They talked for a few more minutes, before the music stopped and the curtains opened indicating that the show was about to start. Charles was interested in seeing Cindy’s reactions, as he knew tonight’s performance was meant to be quite extreme.

 

Cindy saw the curtains open to reveal a big stage, with something that looked like an old fashioned set of stocks sitting in the middle.  A man wearing nothing but a very tight pair of leather pants appeared on the stage pulling something behind him.  Cindy was shocked to see it was a woman, her hands tied to the rope he held.  Cindy could see she was naked and that she had something attached to her breasts. She was vaguely aware of Charles moving closer to her, his hand coming to rest on her knee.  Her inner voice was telling her to brush his hand away, but her mind was too taken with what was happening on the stage to listen to herself. 

 

Charles could see that Cindy was completely captivated by the show, and decided that this was an opportunity too good to miss.  He moved his hand onto her leg and noticed that despite a brief glance down, she was ignoring him.  He moved his hand up her leg and then down to her inner thigh, feeling the soft skin above her stocking tops. He could feel her breathing becoming short, though whether it was from him or what she was watching, he wasn’t sure, nor did he really care. He allowed his other hand to reach around her and sit on her breast for a moment, before slipping it into her bra when she did not move away. 

 

He started to rub her nipple inside her bra and was not surprised to feel the nipple grow under his fingers.  His other hand was still stroking her inner leg and he even thought she had moved her leg a bit to let him get better access.  He moved even closer to her, expecting that at any moment she would push his hands away or worse still, run away from him.  He was aware of a few people around him looking at what he was doing but for the most part, all eyes were on the stage.

 

Cindy could feel Charles’ hands on her, but still she did nothing but stare at the scene in front of her.  The man had forced the woman onto her knees and had secured her into the stocks, her body side on to the audience.  She had been able to see that she had some kind of clip on each breast and had tried to imagine what she must be feeling.  When the man had knelt down and placed what looked to be big ball bearings onto the clips, Cindy had not been surprised to hear the woman moan in what had to be pain.  All the while, she could feel a growing sensation in her pussy, as Charles continued to gently manipulate her body.  She felt him move his hand that had been stroking her leg and start to rub her pussy lips through her panties. The feeling made her gasp, as his fingers sent small shock waves through her body. 

 

She was about to say something when the man on stage picked up what looked like a whip and hit her with it.  The woman screamed, her body jerking in the stocks.  The man dropped the whip and picked up what to Cindy looked like a red table tennis ball with some straps attached.  He again knelt before the woman and lifted her head by gripping her hair in his hand. As her mouth opened, he pushed the ball in, letting her head drop as he tightened the straps.  He then used her hair to raise her head again, looking to be checking the fit of the ball in her mouth.  He dropped her head down once again and moved to pick up the whip, proceeding to whip her all along her back, bottom and upper legs.  With her mouth now blocked, the woman’s screams were muffled.  Cindy wondered if she should just run out of the club while she had the chance, not wanting anything like that to happen to her, but she felt like something was holding her to the seat.

 

Charles knew that Cindy was not really aware of what he was doing, but he could feel that her body was.  He had moved his fingers to rub her pussy through her panties, not surprised by how wet they were. He heard her soft gasps as he rubbed her, knowing that this time it was definitely him she was responding to. Her body tensed as the scene on the stage intensified and he prepared to grab her if she decided to run off.  It was not that he wanted to keep her here against her will, but he did not think it would be a good idea for her to be alone in the club and especially not the surrounding neighbourhood. He decided to give her something else to think about and moved her panties aside to allow his fingers to enter her pussy. 

 

This time her gasps were louder and he felt her body relax a bit under his fingers. He gently rubbed her, feeling her moisture on his fingers. Working his way further into her, he suddenly stopped, feeling her resistance.  He wondered that she could still be a virgin but he had the proof right there, at his fingertips.  He withdrew his fingers slightly, not wanting to hurt her, and moved up to rub her clit. 

 

Cindy had felt Charles’ fingers move to enter her pussy and felt a warm, tingling sensation spread through her whole body.  Her breasts felt heavy and the hand on her breast felt like it was part of her.  She was aware of him moving deeper into her and then stopping. She had thought for a moment that her virginity had tuned him off, but when she felt him rub her clit, she forgot all thought.  Cindy even lost focus on what was happening on the stage as she felt her orgasm approaching.  Though she had not had much experience with men, she had become fairly good at bringing herself to orgasm.  She had to admit, though, that she had never felt anything as intense as she was feeling now.  She was about to cum when he abruptly removed both of his hands and stood her up.

 

Charles could tell that she was close to cumming and didn’t want her first orgasm with him to be so public.  He knew the club kept rooms for members to use, and as he could see that most people were intent on watching the show, that there would be no trouble finding an available room.  He could tell that Cindy was confused by his actions and moved her quickly to the area of the club where the rooms were.  He used his member’s card to enter a room, and sat her down on the couch inside.

 

Cindy did not know why he had stopped what he had been doing or why they were now in another part of the club. He had sat her down on the couch, but when he had turned to shut the door, she had panicked and moved to the wall at the back of the room.  What had she been thinking, letting him touch her the way he had been before? What did he want now?  For all she knew, he wanted to do the same thing to her that was still being done to the woman on the stage. When he turned around to look at her, she could see his surprise that she wasn’t on the couch.  Expecting him to come for her, she moved back further into the wall.  When he simply moved to the small fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses, she still did not move. She watched as he poured out the drinks, placed the glasses on the low table near the couch and moved to sit down. 

 

Charles could have kicked himself, he had succeeded in doing the last thing he had wanted to do and that was to scare her. It would serve him right if she demanded to leave right away. When he had turned to see her not on the couch, but standing looking like a frightened child, his first instinct was to hold her in his arms, but he knew that would only serve to frighten her more. So, he had tried to act as if everything was normal and poured them both a drink. Now that he was seated and sipping the wine, he could see her start to relax and even find enough nerve to come and take the other glass.

 

He knew that he had to take it slow and decided to let her make the first move. As time went by and she said nothing, just sipped her wine and looked at him over her glass, he knew that he would have to be the one to break the silence. He tried to think of what he could say that would not scare her even more and hopefully keep her with him for a bit longer.

 

Cindy sipped her wine, still not sure what was going on, but starting to calm down a bit as Charles made no move to approach her.  She still was not sure if she was comfortable being in a room alone with him, but she felt that she was in no immediate danger. She sat down on a chair opposite the couch and continued to sip her wine.

“Cindy, I am sorry if I scared you, believe me that was not my intention. I had only thought to take you somewhere more private as I was sure you didn’t want everyone to see you cum.” At the mention of her near orgasm, not only did she feel herself blushing but became aware of her pussy throbbing.

 

“I can see by your blush that you remember what happened out there. If you like, we can take up where we left off, or I can arrange to take you home.”  Cindy considered his options, the old, sensible Cindy screaming at her to go and go now, but she had never felt like she had before and knew that she would regret it if she didn’t stay for at least a little bit longer. After all, she had left home determined to make a change in her love life.  The throbbing in her pussy also helped to make up her mind to stay, her body crying out for more.  “Charles, if you are willing to spend more time with me, then I wish to stay and… and well…finish what you started.” Cindy was not used to talking about sex, especially in connection to herself. She saw Charles smile and ask her to stand up.

 

“Cindy, I need you to trust me and do what I say, do you think you could do that? I promise that no harm will come to you.”  Charles knew that he was taking a risk in asking her to trust him so soon, but he could see that he needed to take control as Cindy obviously had little experience. He actually liked the fact that she was so innocent, his mind running over all the things he could teach her. He was pleased to see her nod, her eyes showing some feint remnants of her earlier fear, but nothing more than he would expect to see in a situation like this.

 

‘Good girl, now I need you to stand and remove you shirt and skirt.” Charles waited while she took another drink before standing and starting to remove her shirt.  He could see she was embarrassed but this did not stop her. When she had her skirt off, he asked her to come and stand in front on him.

 

Cindy moved to stand in front of Charles, trying to cover herself as she stood close to him. She had bought new underwear and thought the see-through material sexy in the store, but now she wished she had her old sensible ones on again.   She could feel his breath on her stomach as he moved forward to examine her.  He gently took her hands and moved them to her side, tracing the line at the top of her panties.  She gasped, feeling a shock go through at this slight touch.

 

“Cindy, you are so beautiful. Now I want you to sit on the couch, with your legs spread and your bottom at the edge.” Cindy saw him stand up and she moved to take his place, sitting just as he told her to. She felt the cool air on her panties and knew that they must be soaking.  “Good, now remove your bra and place your hands on your breasts.”  Cindy followed his instructions, again feeling her face flush.  She felt him lift up her feet and remove her panties and then her stockings one by one. She tried not to think of the view she was giving him and just let her body relax. It felt strange that she was letting a man she had only just met touch her, but it just felt so right.  Cindy shivered as he ran his hands up and down her legs and closed her eyes to make the feelings even more intense.

 

Charles saw her body revealed and marvelled at how beautiful she was. He told her to start to squeeze her breasts, while he lowed his mouth to taste her pussy. He saw that she was not a natural red head, her pubic hair a mousy brown colour.  Using the back of his hands, he gently moved her knees out wider and used his tongue to burrow between her pussy lips. The sound of her moans reached his ears and he knew he had hit the right spot.

 

He sucked and used his tongue alternately until he sensed her orgasm was close.  Charles lifted his head to see her eyes half shut and her head moving side to side. “Cindy, Cindy! I want you to pinch you nipples.  That is right.”  He saw her pinch her nipples, making them stand up even more than they had been.  Charles lowered his head and found her clit, sucking it into his mouth.

 

Cindy felt the jolts through her body as first she pinched her nipples and then as he sucked her clit into his mouth. She could feel her orgasm building up to one even bigger than before. Suddenly, her world exploded, her body jerking uncontrollably at the most incredible orgasm she had ever experienced.  “Well, that was a beautiful sight.  Now, there is a shower here if you would like to freshen up before you decide what you want to do next.” 

 

Cindy was aware of him talking to her, saying something about having a shower, but her mind was still trying to come to terms with what had just happened to her body.  She felt him help her to her feet and lead her into a small bathroom. He turned on the shower and returned to the main room.  Cindy stepped into the shower, loving the feeling of the water on her skin. Without thinking, she let the water run over her head. Too late, she remembered her fancy hairdo and makeup. Knowing it was too late to save either, she relaxed and let her body enjoy the sensation of the warm water. She allowed her mind to relive the feeling of his mouth on her and that wonderful orgasm.  Cindy thought she could hear the sound of Charles talking, but was enjoying the shower too much to worry.  Turning off the shower, she dried herself with the softest towel she had ever felt. It was not until she looked at her reflection in the mirror, did she see how the water had ruined her makeup.  She had just begun to wipe away the worst of her running mascara, when she heard Charles voice behind her.

 

“Well, I am sure that feels much better and don’t worry too much about your makeup, the club keeps everything you might need in the drawers.  However, please don’t use so much this time, I would rather see your pretty face than a pile of makeup. When you are ready, I have taken the liberty of getting you some new clothes that suit the club better. Of course, you may wear your old clothes if you wish,”

 

At that, he left, not giving her time to respond. When she turned to see the dress he had hung on the door, she thought she had never seen anything so beautiful. It was dark blue and made out of the lightest of materials. She knew it would sit perfectly. Eager to try it on, she quickly redid her makeup, being careful not to use too much, but still more than she was used to.  She saw a hair drier on the wall and dried her hair, letting it fall naturally around her shoulders.  Once she was satisfied that she no longer looked like a drowned rat, she turned to put on her underwear, suddenly releasing that they were nowhere to be seen. She was just about to ask Charles where they were, when she spotted a bag hanging with the dress. On closer inspection, she could see that he had also provided her with new, very expensive looking underwear. 

 

She put on the bra and panty set, noting that though they were very light, they fit her perfectly.  She saw he had also provided her with new, silk stockings, and loved how they felt on her legs. When she pulled the dress over her head, she couldn’t help but stare at the image she saw in the mirror.  The dress exposed just as much skin as her previous outfit, but instead of making her look like a hooker, this dress made her look like a model. It skimmed her body while still showing off her breasts and hips in a feminine way. 

 

Charles stood in the doorway, watching Cindy looking at her reflection in the mirror.  He was amazed at the change in her, her hair and makeup looking much more natural and the dress was as prefect as he thought it would be.  “Cindy, you look stunning! I just knew that dress would suit you. Here are the shoes to match. Now, come and sit down, so we can decide how to best spend the rest of the night.”  He saw her sit, a curious look on her face.

 

“I know you are wondering about the clothes. The club provides many extra services for long-term members, including access to a range of clothes.  Now, this will finish off the outfit rather nicely.”  He held out what looked like a velvet choker with a sparkling blue gem in the middle.  He moved to fasten it onto her neck, stepping back with a satisfied look on his face.  Cindy could feel the choker on her neck and was reminded of the collars she had seen many of the women in the club wearing.  She was about to comment on this, when Charles started to speak again.

 

“Cindy, I have enjoyed my time with you so far, as I hope you have too.  I would like it if you would consider coming home with me tonight.  Of course, we can just spend some more time in the club and I’ll make sure you get back to your home safely. You don’t need to answer now, but just know that it would make be very happy if you were to agree.”  He could see her mind going over the possibilities and was glad that at least she wasn’t saying no right away. 

 

“Charles, I am not sure what to say, you have been so kind to me. The clothes, your company and, well, you know.  I will certainly think about your offer.”  She saw him smile and was pleased that he was not doing anything to pressure her. “Charles, this chocker, it reminds me of what many of the women in the club are wearing.  Does this mean the same thing?”

 

“No love, your choker is for show but for many of the woman in the club it means that they are slaves.  The collar showed that they have a master or mistress.”  Charles saw her go pale, and realised he may have given her too much information.

 

“Slaves, what do you mean they are slaves?”  Cindy felt herself go weak at the thought of people owning other people, and remembered all that she had seen before she had been brought into the room.  “Love, I have scared you again, I just keep forgetting that all this is new to you.  What if I arrange for you to talk to one of the women in the club, so you can see that it is not as bad as you are obviously imagining it to be?  Remember, we can leave or I can send you home whenever you want to.”

 

Cindy looked at Charles, the honesty she could see in his eyes convincing her that she should at least stay for a while. “Ok, I will stay for a while.” 

Chapter 2

 

Cindy walked out behind Charles back into the main section of the club. The stage area was empty and it seemed like there were less people than there had been earlier.  She was aware of several sets of eyes looking at her, not all male either.  She saw that they were heading toward a couple sitting in the corner. The girl was kneeling on he floor while the man stroked her hair. Cindy noticed the man look up at her, his gaze making her feel like he could see into her very soul. Then Charles shook his hand, making him look away. 

 

Charles knew that what he did now was crucial to what choice she would make later.  He had seen Simon as soon as he moved back in to the club and knew that Tina, his slave, would be the perfect one to talk to Cindy. The two men exchanged small talk for a moment before he got to the point. “Simon, I have a favour to ask.  I see you have noticed Cindy and I really need Tina to talk to her.  I am afraid that I put my foot in it and mentioned that the collars mean that someone is a slave. Now, I have big hopes for her, but I won’t get anywhere if I scare her off on the first night.” 

 

Charles waited while Simon considered his request, his eyes on Cindy the whole time. “Simon, would it help if I promised that if she becomes mine, you can come and play one night?”  He saw the gleam in the other man’s eyes and was sure he had him. “Ok, I will let you share Tina for a while. Slave, go and talk to our new friend over there and do a good job.” Charles saw Tina stand up and approach Cindy, hoping that one day it would be him with Cindy kneeling at his feet.

 

Cindy had felt very exposed while she had waited for Charles to talk to the man, all the while feeling the other man’s eyes on her. When she saw the girl coming towards her, she knew that she was going to find out maybe more than she wanted to know about being a slave. ‘Hi, I’m Tina and you must be Cindy. My Master has asked me to talk to you a little bit about my life as a slave. Come and sit down and we can have a chat” Cindy sat down on a chair at one end of the table that the two men were sitting at.  They were far enough away that she could not hear what they were saying, but close enough to keep eye contact.  Once they were seated, she didn’t know what to say and was grateful when Tina began to speak.

 

“Cindy, I don’t know you but would I be right in saying that this is all very new to you?”  Cindy just nodded. “Ok, then I will just tell you some basics, so you can get a bit of a feel for how I live my life.  First, I heard Charles say that you were curious about the collars that many slaves wear.  It is simply a visible sign that you belong to someone, just as a married couple wear wedding rings.  My Master presented mine to me when I signed my slave contract. Oh, by the way, do interrupt if you have a question, as I tend to talk a lot.”  Cindy just had to ask about the contract.

 

“Tina, what do you mean when you say you signed a slave contract? Is it like when you buy a house or something?”  “Well it is agreement between a slave and their master in which the limits of the relationship are set, the time frame and other important information. You see, with a real Master, there is always communication, even though they are in charge.  For example, I have a safe signal that I can use if I need to stop what is happening and if it is used, my master will try to find out what is wrong. “Why do you let him treat you like that though, kneeling at his feet and letting him treat you like a pet.  I’m sorry if that sounds rude, but I just can’t understand it.”

 

“I can see how to someone outside of our world, it could look like that.  I just know that with Master Simon I feel protected.  He would never mistreat me in a way that other men have. It may sound strange but our relationship is very intense and I know that he thinks about me almost all the time. I suppose what I am trying to say is that I am happy and isn’t that all anyone wants.”

 

Cindy had to agree, looking up at Charles as he talked to Tina’s master.  He looked so confident and she still could not believe that he was so interested in her.  Usually men rarely even gave her a second glance let alone chose to spend time with her.  “How long have you known Charles for?”  She turned back to look at Tina as she answered her question.   “Oh, we only just met tonight, I came in alone and one of the bouncers at the door introduced him to me.  I must say that it has been a very interesting night so far.”  Cindy did not want to go into details and was glad that Tina did not pry.  “Well, I can tell you that he is a great guy and would be a fantastic master if that is what you are looking for.  He used to come over to play sometime with his sub Cleo, but she left a few months ago and we haven’t seen her since.”

 

“What do your mean by a sub?”  Cindy was almost afraid to hear the answer, her mind already picturing Charles with a girl at his feet as Tina had been before. “A sub is someone who is submissive to another, but does not want to make it more formal like I have. Often they only see their master or mistress for a few hours or maybe a weekend.  It is a way for people to enjoy the feeling of being mastered but not have to give up their usual life.”  

 

“So Charles had a slave, or a sub, who he was master to?” The news that Charles had been involved in the things Tina was telling her about made Cindy feel strange and she felt like she needed some air.  Before she knew what she was doing, she was trying to find the way out, pushing past people until she found an exit.  It was not the way she had come in, but she did not notice this in her need to get outside.  Cindy ran down the street, not paying any attention to where she was going. 

 

“Hey baby, have you come to play? Come on over here so I can find out what is under that pretty dress.”  Cindy heard the man’s rough voice and screamed as he approached her. In her shock, she did not notice the other man until she felt an arm grab her around her waist and lift her off her feet.  She screamed even louder, until she was dumped on the ground, her breath knocked out of her. She looked up to see two faces leering at her and wondered how she was going to get away from them. She began to struggle as they moved down closer to her.

 

“Joey, you grab her legs and I’ll get her hands.  Now darling, if you want to survive, you will do exactly as I say, or else.” At that, he pulled a small knife from out of his pocket and held it to her throat.  Cindy got the message and stopped her struggles, not knowing if he would carry out his threat, but not wanting to find out either.  She felt hands on her ankles and then Joey grabbed her hands and pulled them up above her head, holding both of her hands in his.  Cindy felt like she was in the middle of a nightmare, but the feeling of her undies being pulled down reminded her it was all too real.

 

Joey pushed his lips onto hers, his teeth rubbing against her lips until she was forced to open her mouth.  She could taste cigarettes and beer on his breath and had to try hard not to gag. She heard the sound of a zipper and then a heavy body was lying on her. Not wanting to look at the men’s faces, she closed her eyes. Suddenly she felt the body that had been pressing onto her move away, and as she opened her eyes to see why, she could see the man who had been on top of her lying on the ground at her feet.  What surprised her was the hand that came down and dragged him up to his feet. 

 

Charles saw Cindy lying on the ground, her stockings torn and her panties on the ground near her feet. He had seen Simon pull the thug off her and throw him to the ground.  He saw the other one, who had a knife in his hand, look up in surprise and then run off in the opposite direction.  Simon went off to chase him, leaving him with Cindy and the thug on the ground.  He could see him moaning, holding his arm.  Charles grabbed this arm and pulled him to his feet, his yells of pain filling the air around them. 

 

“Listen to me, you asshole, and listen good. You are going to get out of my sight as fast as you can, and never, ever treat a woman that way again, do you understand me? But first, there is something I have to do.” Charles could see the fear in his eyes and was pleased that he was feeling some of what he had put Cindy through. He reached down and pulled his pants completely of him, leaving him naked from the waist down. When he let his hand go, the man ran off, holding his injured arm to his chest and the other one over his penis. If the situation were not so serious, he would have laughed out loud.

 

Cindy had not moved as Charles dealt with the man, the enormity of what could have happened sinking in. She felt herself start to shake and knew that there were tears on her face. She jumped as a hand touched her shoulder, looking up to see Charles looking at her in concern. “Cindy, are you ok? Did they hurt you?”  Cindy tried to answer but only managed to shake her head.  “Good, I know we should have called the police, but they would take forever to get here and then you would have to answer lots of questions, including why you were running down the street at night. I hope you don’t mind.”

 

Cindy was about to answer when Simon came running up, his breath coming out in gasps.  “Man, I am out of shape. The punk got away and I saw the other one running like the devil was behind him, crying and trying to hide his dick.”  Cindy saw him turn to look at her, his stare not seeming quite so intense now.

 

“How are you sweetheart? We got such a fright when you ran out of the club.  It seems like we got here just in time.”  Cindy had been managing to control her tears, but at his reminder of what the men were about to do to her, she couldn’t keep her sobs in any longer.   She was vaguely aware of Charles picking her up and hearing him say that he was going to take her home. She buried her head in his shirt and let him take her to his car. 

 

Charles said a quick thank you and goodbye to Simon, promising to contact him soon.  He could feel Cindy hiding her head in his shirt and hoped that she would be ok.   He still wanted her to spend the night with him, but he was realistic enough to realise not much could happen.  He placed her gently in the passenger seat of his car and pulled her seat belt on. “Cindy, do you want me to take you back to your home?” When he got no response, her sobs still rocking her body, he decided he would just take her to his home, and let her go back to her home later if she wanted to.

 

Chapter 3

 

Cindy was only partly aware of being carried and placed in a car. She just could not seem to stop crying. When she felt herself being picked up again and then placed onto a soft surface, she did not protest.  It was only when she felt a glass being placed at her lips and felt the warmth of the liquid moving through her body, did she became aware of her surroundings.  “Charles?  Where am I?  How did I get here?” 

 

Charles was relieved to hear her voice, having been worried about how she had sobbed all the way to his house.  “Cindy, you are at my house.  I didn’t know where you lived and did not want to leave you alone while you were so upset.  How are you feeling now?”

 

Cindy thought about his question and realised that although she was still a little bit shaken, she was feeling much better.  “I am feeling ok. Whatever this drink is, it certainly woke me up.”  She took another sip, again feeling the warmth spread all through her.  She knew she should be concerned that she was in Charles home with him, but at the moment she just felt so safe.  “Charles, I don’t think I said thank you.  I know it was a silly thing to do, but I didn’t think about it at the time.”

 

“Do you think you can tell me why you ran off? Tina was beside herself thinking she had upset you.” Cindy thought back on what had set her off, and wondered if she had enough nerve to tell him.  “I’m not sure. I think I was just feeling overwhelmed by the whole night and talking to Lisa just made things more real.  Do you think I will be able to tell her sometime that it wasn’t her that upset?” Charles could tell that she was not telling him everything, but knew that now was not the time to press her for more detail.  “I can contact Simon and ask him if he could tell his slave.” He saw her look up again at the reminder that Lisa belonged to Simon and wondered if that was the root of her problem.  “Cindy, does the idea of someone being submissive to another person bother you? Is that why you ran off?” Cindy decided that since he had been so good to her, he deserved some honesty.

 

“Charles, before I stumbled into the club tonight, I never even realised that people lived this way.  I mean, I liked Lisa and even though I was not sure about Simon, it didn’t worry me too much that she was his slave.  In fact, what she told me was somewhat interesting.  However, when Lisa mentioned that you used to have a girl, a sub I think she said, well I just felt strange.”

 

He could see that this time she was being honest and tried to be honest with her as well. “ Cindy, it is true that I used to have a girl, a sub or submissive, who used to like to play on the weekends.  Cleo didn’t want to be a slave full time, like Tina is to Simon, but she liked to let me take over on the weekends. She left to take a new job and I have not really been looking for a replacement, but when I met you tonight, it just seemed to feel right. I suppose it is up to you whether you would like to explore what bondage is all about.” 

 

“I don’t know how I feel about everything I have seen and heard tonight. As you no doubt have noticed, I have not had much experience with men and I have certainly never been made to feel as sexy and wanted as you have made me feel.  If you are not sick of me, then I would like to stay and learn some more.” 

 

Cindy could not believe that she had actually told him she wanted to stay the night. She began to worry what he would expect of her, but stopped herself and decided she had to trust him. Charles looked at her, amazed that after all that had happened she still wanted to stay with him.  He knew that he would have to take things slow.

 

“Cindy, I won’t expect you to submit fully on our first night, but I would like to introduce you to some of the things I like. I might be a bit rougher then I was earlier, but I need you to know that you can stop whatever is happening at anytime. If you need me to stop, you either say the word tropical or you show me a thumbs down signal.  If you are unable to do either of these two signals, then you grunt in the SOS pattern. I need you to tell me you understand.”

 

Cindy had felt as if she was in another reality as she listened to Charles tell her the signals.  She hoped she would not need to use one, but was pleased she had an out if she needed it.  She could see he was waiting for her response. “Yes, I understand that I need to use one of the safe signals if I need to stop.  Will you be upset if I have to stop?” Charles could hear the worry in her voice and wanted to put her at ease.

 

“No love, I will not be angry, disappointed maybe, but not angry.  One of the most important things about setting off on any new relationship is communication, but it is even more important in this kind of relationship. I never want you to think you can not be honest with me.” He could see the serious look on her face and decided it would be a good idea to start before she changed her mind. “Ok then, let’s get started. Come with me into my room.”

 

Cindy heard the dominant tone in his voice and found herself following without any hesitation. Once in his room, he told her to undress while he did the same thing. She had seen only one man naked before and that had been when she had walked in on her brother in the bathroom.  She couldn’t help but stare at Charles’s cock, it seeming to be very large to her.  Charles saw her looking and told her to kneel down on the ground in front of him. He saw her hesitate and hoped he hadn’t blown it already, but then she moved and gracefully knelt down before him.

 

“Take my cock in your hands so you can feel it.”  He saw her reach out and he almost came on the spot as he felt her first tentative touches. Cindy was surprised at how heavy and warm it was as her hands slide up the length of his cock.  “Now, reach down lower and feel my balls. Let them lie in your hand.” Cindy did as he said, her curiosity overriding any fears she was feeling. “Good girl, now I need you to take just the head of my penis into your mouth and just let it sit on your tongue. I promise I won’t move until you are ready.”

 

He saw her open her mouth and moved to put his penis onto her tongue. He was grateful that he had learnt to control his orgasms over the years or he would have been spurting into her already.  He loved the way she was looking up at him as she held him in her mouth.  “Good Cindy, you are doing very well. Now I am going to move my cock further into your mouth.  You will need to open up wide and breath evenly through your nose. Nod you head when you are ready.”

 

Cindy nodded and then felt his cock move further into her mouth.  She felt her lips spreading wide around him and gagged when he hit the entrance to her throat. He moved back and rested the head on her tongue again. “Cindy, you noticed that you gagged when I reached the entrance to your throat. Another time, if you want, I will teach you how to take all of my cock into your throat, but now I just want you to move up and down with my cock in your mouth.

 

Charles let her work his cock in her mouth for a few minutes before taking her by the shoulders and bringing her to her feet.  “Now, I am going to tie your hands behind your back. Remember you can stop at anytime.” He hoped she would not need to but knew it was important to keep on reminding her every so often.  Cindy felt a bit nervous about having her hands tied but was not ready to stop yet.  She felt Charles turn her around and tie her wrists using what felt like rope.  When he was done, she tested the bonds, feeling some movement but knowing she would not be able to get loose either.

 

“Anytime you are tied and you feel that your circulation has been cut off, let me know.  It is normal to feel a tingling but numb is not normal. How does that feel?”

“It is strange but not too tight.”  Cindy felt his hands come around from behind to pinch her nipples, her fingers coming into contact with his cock.  He took one nipple into his fingers and began to squeeze. “I need to check your pain levels, just so I know how far I can go without hurting you too much.  I am going to squeeze and you need to tell me when it is too much for you to take.”

 

Cindy gasped as he pinched her nipple tighter until she had to tell him to stop. He repeated the same process on her other nipple, reaching about the same level until she again said stop.  He then rubbed her nipples gently, making her forget the pain. After a few minutes, he began to pinch again and pull her nipples out, though not enough that she couldn’t take it. Charles was pleased; she seemed to have a fairly high pain threshold for a beginner.  He moved away from her and reached into the bag he kept behind the couch for his pegs. He was not too sure if she would be able to take them yet, but he thought he might as well try.  Cindy saw him get something from a bag he placed on the couch, but it was not until he was holding the peg up to her nipple that she saw what it was.

 

“I am going to put these pegs on your nipples. Now let me know if they are too much and I will remove them.”  Cindy felt him pull on her nipples a few more times then watched as he held the open peg over her left nipple. He pushed the peg down onto her nipple and she was surprised that it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would have.   He repeated the same thing with her other nipple. “How do they feel? Remember I need you to be honest with me.”  

 

“They feel OK, I mean, I know they are there but there is no real pain.  Is that how they are supposed to feel?”  “They would feel different to everyone, I am glad you don’t mind them as they look really good on you.”  Cindy looked down, thinking how strange it was to see pegs attached to her nipples. Charles stepped back to look at her, and then reached into his bag for a ball gag.  He saw her look at the gag and take a step back. 

 

“Cindy, I just want to see how you look with a gag, I promise that if you don’t like it, I will remove it before we go on. Would you let me try it?’  Cindy had been thinking about the girl on the stage back at the club and the way the straps of the gag had looked so tight on her checks.  She had been about to say that she didn’t want it in her mouth, but after his promise, she decided to at least try it. 

 

“Ok, I am a bit worried about how it will feel, but if you really will take it out if I want you to, than I’ll try it.”  She saw Charles smile and come closer with the gag in his hand.  He stroked her hair. “Cindy, I am so glad you are willing to trust me. Now, I need you to open up wide and let me check the size of the gag.”  She felt him try to push the ball into her mouth and then go back to the bag to pull out a slightly smaller one. 

 

“Ok, let’s try this on.”  He pushed the ball against her lips and this time the ball slipped into her mouth.  She was surprised that the ball was not too uncomfortable, but then she felt him pulling on the straps. The ball moved further back into her mouth and she did not feel quite so comfortable anymore. 

 

“Cindy, I need you to try to push the ball out with your tongue.” Cindy tried but couldn’t move the ball, it being well and truly lodged in her mouth. She found her breathing getting shallow.  Charles came around to look at her, noticing the look of panic that had come into her eyes. 

 

“Cindy, nod if the gag is too tight.” Cindy nodded, and he loosened the ball a bit more, so that she could move it a little bit but not push it out altogether. She felt her breathing return to a more normal pace. Charles came back around and was pleased to see her looking far more relaxed. “Good, that seems to be better.  You will have to let me know if things are too tight. Are you ok to leave the gag in for a while?”

 

Cindy thought for a moment, and decided that now he had loosened the straps she thought she could stand it for a while.  She nodded and he again stroked her hair. 

“Now, I am going to stand behind you and I want you to use your hands to rub my penis.  If you succeed in making me cum, I will remove the pegs but if you fail, they will stay there for longer.”  He walked around behind her and felt her reach for him. He felt her rub her hands up and down his cock, as much as her tied hands would allow.

 

Cindy could feel his cock harden as she rubbed. She had found that if she bent her knees she could reach it better.  His hands come around and rubbed her, one hand on her clit and one on her breasts.  She thought back to the last time he had held her like this, when she was in the club, and hoped he would not leave her waiting like he had then. 

 

Charles knew that he was about to cum and rubbed her clit harder.  He heard her gasps and knew she was close too.  Cindy felt her orgasm rising again and rubbed Charles even harder, wanting to make sure he came before she did. It felt strange to try and breath through her nose with the gag in.  Drool ran down her chin and onto her chest.  She heard him moaning and then felt a sticky substance on her hands. Once he had cum, she concentrated on her own orgasm and it wasn’t long before she was cumming too. 

 

Struggling to hold onto her, Charles turned Cindy around and sat her down on the bed.  He then sat down beside her, breathing hard.   Neither spoke for a few minutes, as they got their breathing under control.  Once Charles could speak again, he turned her around so they were sitting facing each other on the bed. “Cindy, I am very pleased with you. Now I promised to remove the pegs, but I think I might take off your gag first.” Cindy was pleased he was removing the gag. It had not been too bad, but she didn’t like the drool, and her jaw was starting to hurt.  She felt him reach around behind her head and undo the straps.  As the ball came out, she could feel the relief in her jaw.

 

“Now, about these pegs.  Tell me what your nipples feel like now.” Cindy realised she was not really feeling too much. “They aren’t really sore at all.”  Charles smiled at her in a way that told her there was something she didn’t know yet.  “Cindy, let me tell you what will happen when I remove the pegs. At the moment, the pegs have stopped the blood flow from getting to your nipples, but when I remove a peg, the blood will flow back.  You have not had these on for too long, so it won’t be too intense, but you will feel some pain. Are you ready?”

 

Cindy nodded again, knowing now that the longer they stayed on, the more they would hurt.  She braced herself as he took one peg in his fingers and opened it.  The feeling of the blood coming back into her nipple was like nothing she had ever felt before.  She gasped as he rubbed her nipple firmly in his fingers.  She looked up at him and saw a gleam in his eyes that she hadn’t noticed before.  When he went to touch the other peg, she pulled back. 

 

“Honey, I have to take it off. Now just take a deep breath and it will be off before you know it. Ready?”  She took his advice and took a deep breath at the same time as he took off the peg.  Though she still felt pain as the blood came back, it did not seem to be as bad as before.  She wasn’t sure how she felt about what had just happened, the feeling of pain mixed with pleasure a new one to her. 

 

Charles reflected on what had happened and decided that he would not push her too far tonight, not that he wouldn’t have loved to continue.  “Cindy, turn around so I can untie your hands.  I think we might leave it there for tonight, unless you want to continue.”  Cindy turned around slowly, part of her wanting to continue while the more sensible part wanted to stop. When Charles had untied her wrists, she turned back around to face him.

 

“Cindy, what are you thinking?  I could tell that you found it hard when I took the pegs off. Was it something you never want to do again or have I managed to spark your interest?” Charles held his breath, waiting for her answer.  Cindy was considering how to answer him, her mind a jumble of emotions. 

 

“Charles, I am not so sure how I am feeling, but I still trust you and think that maybe I would still like to explore more with you, but not tonight.  It was strange how I just found myself wanting to do as you said, even though it was all new to me.  Is that how I should have felt?”

 

“Darling, it is different for every one, but I certainly would like to think that any girl I am with, wants to do whatever we do together.  I am not into forcing someone to do something against their will, which doesn’t mean I won’t push a few limits.” He could see her looking at him with some confusion, but choose to wait for another time to give her a more detailed explanation.  “Ok, I don’t know about you, but I am feeling quite hungry. Come into the kitchen and I’ll whip us up something to eat.” 

 

Hearing him use the word whip made Cindy think back to the scene in the club, but he seemed not to have noticed he had even said it.  She was still amazed that this handsome, sexy man wanted her, the girl that she knew others at work called the mouse.  She had never been sure if it was because of her mousy brown hair or the way she never said anything much while at work.  She did know that they had laughed at her modest clothes and her lack of social life.  What would they think if they could see her now?  

 

“Cindy, do you want to eat?”  “Charles, I am a bit  hungry, but you don’t have to go to any fuss over me.”  Her words fell on deaf ears as he was already heading down the hall and she had to almost run to keep up with him.  On the way, she noticed the expensive paintings on the wall and the nice thick carpet on the floor.  As she entered into a large, open kitchen area, he had already started to pull out some things from the fridge.  “Can I help?”  “No, I have this under control, though you can pour us both a glass of wine.” 

 

Again Cindy found herself doing as he asked and soon she had two glasses of wine ready for them both. Sitting down on a stool near the bench, she watched as he prepared a simple omelette.  As he sliced up some mushrooms, she watched his hands, thinking of how they had felt on her body.  Taking a sip of her wine, Cindy thought over what had to be the most amazing night of her life.  The smell of the omelette cooking made her feel hungry and when he placed a plate in front of her, she could hardly wait to take a bite. 

 

“Eat up, don’t let it get cold.” Charles saw her take a mouthful and then smile as him. “That is wonderful, you must teach me how to make this some time.” He smiled back, pleased that she was planning at least one other visit.  When they had both finished, he asked her something he had been curious about all night. “Cindy, you can tell me this is none of my business but how have you managed to remain a virgin?”  Her blush was bright on her face and I thought she was not going to answer me. She busied herself with putting the dishes in the sink, before she came back and sat down again, this time looking at me with a serious look on her face.

 

“Charles, I am not usually like this. I can’t tell you how many nights I have sat at home and dreamed of meeting a man like you. I have never been popular and before tonight, no one had ever said I was beautiful or sexy. I guess what I am trying to say is that as I didn’t get asked out, and I wasn’t really the type to go out and find someone, I never really had the opportunity.” She wasn’t looking at him and he could see that telling him had been hard.

 

Reaching out, he lifted her face and gently kissed her. When he pulled back, he could see she had tears in her eyes. “Cindy, I didn’t mean to upset you, I was just curious. I suppose the big question is do you want to do something about changing it.” 

 

Cindy had dreamed of the man who would take her virginity and although Charles was more than she could have hoped for, the knowledge of his love of bondage made her pause.  She knew that if she had sex with him, she would want to stay and as yet, she had not made up her mind if she wanted to find out more about his lifestyle. Standing up, she walked over to the sink and poured herself a glass of water. She was confused, wanting so much to experience sex, especially with a man such as Charles. 

 

Knowing he was waiting for an answer, she made her way back to where Charles was sitting.  He held out his arms to her and she just fell into them. “Cindy, as much as I want to make love to you, you do know it is your choice.”  Being held in his arms, Cindy did feel safe and wanted, but she could not get all she had seen and heard tonight out of her head. It was just such a new world and she felt like a child trying to find their way around a new school.  She decided she had to be brave and talk to him about it, or else he might just think she didn’t want him.

 

Unhooking herself from his arms, Cindy moved to sit back on her chair. Taking a deep breath, she began to try to explain what she was feeling. “Charles, I want so much for you to teach me all the things I have been missing but there is something worrying me.” She paused and could see him looking with concern at her.  “What is it love, you know you can tell me anything.”  “Charles, even though I have just met you, I can tell you are an honest and caring man, however I am not sure if I am ready to submit myself to you. I mean with the bondage and stuff. It is just all so new and a bit scary too.” 

 

Charles replaced a strand of hair that had fallen down across her face.  “Cindy, listen to me.  Though I love bondage and I certainly like my girls to like it too, I would never make you submit to me if you didn’t want to.  However, I would love to be the one to show you the joys of sex.”  He could see she was thinking hard and decided to give her some time to think about things.  “Cindy, how about you go and have a bath, and think about this.  I have a few phone calls to make anyway, so you can have some time to yourself. Would you like that?” 

 

Nodding, Cindy followed Charles into a beautiful bathroom and watched as he filled the bath with bath oils.  By the time the bath was full, the room was filled with the aroma of lavender.  Charles left the room and she sighed as she stepped into the bath. She relaxed back onto the pillow that was stuck to the bath and let the water soothe her body.  Charles’ offer to take her virginity kept going through her mind and by the time she heard him outside the door, she knew she had made up her mind.

 

Chapter 4

 

When Charles re-entered the room, Cindy was already half way out of the bath and reaching for a towel. She knew what she wanted but had to be certain he would agree to her terms. “Charles, thank you letting me have some time to think but I have to be talk to you about something first.”  She saw him nod and quickly dried off so he would not have to wait for long.  Wrapping the towel around herself, she headed back to his room, Charles following along behind her. Once in his room, she sat down on the bed, tapping the bed for Charles to join her. 

 

“Charles, I have made a decision but you need to agree to something first.” Charles nodded and Cindy took a deep breath before continuing.  “As I said before, I am not sure if I am ready to find out more about bondage yet but I don’t want to leave without letting you make love to me. I just need you to agree not to become upset with me if I want to take things slow or even if I need to stop.  There is also one more thing I need to know, what happens tomorrow?” 

 

Charles looked at her and wasn’t too sure what to say. He certainly didn’t want this to just become a one night stand but wasn’t sure either if he would want to be involved in a relationship that did not include at least some elements of bondage.  He could see her worried expression when he didn’t answer straight away and could not stop her when she moved to the other side of the room.   “Cindy, to be honest with you, I really don’t know. I don’t want you to think I do this type of thing all the time either, because I don’t. I can’t promise that I would want to carry on a relationship if you decided you never wanted to experiment with bondage again but I also don’t want that to influence your choice too much either.” 

 

Cindy turned around to face him, her face looking pensive as she considered his words. Coming back to sit on the bed, she reached up to kiss him softly.  He had to fight the urge to take control, instead gently running his hands through her hair.  When she pulled back, she looked like she had made up her mind. “Charles, I usually worry about everything but I have tried my best tonight not to.  So, to hell with tomorrow and let’s just enjoy tonight!”

 

She pulled off the towel and lay down on the bed. Charles moved to get a condom from his drawer and once it was on, straddled her body.  He knew that more then ever he needed to go slow and hoped he could withhold his natural urges.  Leaning down he kissed her, at the same time letting his fingers explore her pussy. He was pleased to note that she was wet and moved a bit deeper inside of her, hearing her breath getting shorter the faster his fingers moved.

 

Breaking off the kiss, he looked down at her only to see her eyes closed.  Not wanting to spoil her moment, he used his other hand to fondle her breasts, her moans growing louder.  He found her clit and rubbed on it and before he knew it, she was cumming.  He watched as her body shook and then she opened her eyes in what seemed to be surprise. Charles did not want to wait too much longer and moved so that his cock was poised at the entrance to her now very moist pussy.  Keeping eye contact he gently pushed in until he met her resistance and bent down to kiss her as he pushed more firmly until he could feel it give way.  Her groan of pain was quickly replaced by ones of pleasure as he moved very slowly in her.

 

Cindy thought she had never felt anything as wonderful as Charles’ cock moving inside of her. It had hurt when he had first pushed in but the feeling had soon faded to be replaced by the toe-curling feeling that was washing over her body. Without realising what she was doing, she lifted her arms up over her head like they were tied there and it wasn’t long before Charles was holding them in his own hand.  He was moving faster now and his thrusts were starting to rock her body up and down. The strange part though was that she only felt like she wanted him to go faster. “Faster, Charles, do it faster.”

 

He looked at her with some surprise and then he did as she asked and began to thrust even faster into her. Cindy’s mind began to spin as her orgasm approached and then her mind was filled with nothing but the feelings in her body as her biggest orgasm yet rocked her.  By the time she was recovered enough to be aware of what Charles was doing, he was in the middle of his own orgasm. Charles collapsed on Cindy and she could feel his chest rising and falling on top of hers.  He still had her hands above her head and as he raised his head to look at her, she could only smile up at him. 

 

Charles let go of her hands and rolled over, while Cindy pulled her hands down and just lay back in total relaxation.  After a few minutes, Charles propped himself up on one elbow and ran his other hand down her breast. “Well, what did you think?”  Cindy tried to figure out how to put what had just happened into words. “It was.. it was wonderful!”  She knew she wasn’t being very descriptive, but it was all her brain could come up with at the time.  Charles smiled at her. “ I thought so.  If you want to have a shower, feel free otherwise I don’t know about you but I need to get some sleep.  Don’t go worrying about what will happen tomorrow, will you.” 

 

Charles kissed Cindy one more time before he rolled over and was soon snoring. Cindy lay awake for a bit longer, thinking of how this one night had changed her life forever.  She also realised something else, she was not so sure she didn’t want to explore more bondage with Charles. She rolled over to cuddle up to him and smiled as she thought of telling him her decision to find out more about him and his lifestyle.  She felt at peace and knew her life would never be dull and boring again.

The end.