His hands sliding along her thigh are cool, gentle, unyielding. She Closes her eyes, unbidden, and studies the backs of her eyelids, Waiting. “Smooth,” he murmurs, and kisses her ankle, just above the binding. “Fuck you,” she answers, barely audible. He pauses. “Open your eyes,” he says. She screws them closed Tighter for a moment, then does as he asks. The room is filled with Warm light, a dozen candles flickering. It is her own living room, But she doesn’t recognize it, doesn’t recognize anything in it, Even though all the fabric draping the walls and all the candles Along the mantlepiece, dancing and smoky, are hers. The rug beneath Her bare skin is hers, bought one morning when the sky was gray and Laced with rain. Idly, she remembers struggling with the carpet, Trying to make it bend to fit into her car for the five mile drive Home, finally leaving it hanging from the passenger side window, Hoping the rain would hold off until she got it inside. It was an Oriental, gray and cream and pink, hummingbirds and flowers. She meets his gaze finally. His eyes are the color of hazelnuts, Rich and brown. “Say it,” he orders. “No,” she answers, and looks at the ceiling, knowing that is not The right answer. “No?” he asks, and strokes her inner thigh gently. I will not squirm, she thinks to herself. I will not respond to This. But she has already responded, already tumbled laughing and full of Desire to the floor, to lie in his arms and follow him through his Kisses. Already reveled in the feeling of his cock stiffening Against her thigh, the feeling of power that his desire gives her. She likes this game; likes to arouse him with her smile and her Light, hesitant touch, then send him home full to bursting, when Her own desire threatens to overcome her. She almost didn’t play the game tonight, because the last time she Played, he refused to leave. He stopped touching her, but he sat Silent and grim on her couch for some minutes, then drew her to sit Nestled against him, and draped his arm lazily across her shoulders While habit and want made the decision for him, and he stroked faster and More firmly, holding her ever more tightly. She wanted to look Away. He spoke only once: “Watch me,” he said, as his hand flew sure and Strong along the length of his shaft, pre-come glistening under his Fingers. And at the last minute, he grabbed her hand and made her Catch his warm sharp smelling come in her palm. She stared at it. “Get out!” she yelled at him, but he didn’t move. She smeared her hand down his shirt, a shirt she had given him. Still he didn’t move. “Did you hear me?” she shrieked. “Get out! Out! Out out out!” Langorously he buttoned up his pants and inspected the stain on his Shirt, already drying. “Don’t be a cocktease,” he said finally, and Left. But it had not been mentioned when they saw each other next, nor The next time, and so she had decided to play the game. Only this Time not only did he not leave, he did not stop, kissing her and Caressing her breasts through her shirt until she couldn’t bear it. She had only two thoughts in her mind, to make him leave, and to Let him do whatever he wanted to her. Habit won out. “Stop,” she finally gasped out. “I want you to Leave. Please leave now.” To her utter surprise, he answered, “I am not leaving. And I will Not stop. You may accept this and enjoy what is coming, or you may Resist, and then I will tie you up.” She was so surprised that her desire faded. “That’s rape,” she Said. “Yes,” he agreed. “It is. Unless you consent. So accept that you are Going to have sex tonight. Whether it is consensual or not is up to You.” She made a mistake, then; she laughed. “You can’t be serious,” she Said, and went on saying it while he bound her wrists to her Ankles, right there where she lay on the living room floor, and While he went to the kitchen and came back with the utility shears, Which he used to cut away her clothing. “Stop saying that,” he told her, as he surveyed her, naked and bound. “I wanted to make love to you. And you won’t let me. So this is Your doing.” She stopped paying attention to him, while she considered this. She Didn’t know what a cocktease was, but she knew that her virginity Was a commodity, and a weapon. And she used it. It was all she had. She had barely noticed when he rolled her onto her back, spreading Her legs, and began sweetly kissing her belly button, the swell of Her stomach, her hip joint. Her eyes came wide open when his tongue Made a lazy circuit of her labia, sweeping swiftly and barely over Her clitoris. “Stop,” she whispered. Her heart leaped when his tongue touched Her; she had never felt a desire so strong that she didn’t know who She was. She was afraid that if she didn’t stop him, she would Never be able to let him go, never be sure any more whether her Decisions were hers or his. She wanted him so badly, and for the First time, she began to be afraid of him. “I will, eventually,” he answered, a ripple of humor in his voice. “But first you will beg me to fuck you, again and again, first you Will come and you will think the earth has stopped moving. And I Will not stop before I have had my pleasure of you.” She began to cry then, soft small tears that rolled from her eyes Down her temples and into her ears. They itched. She wanted to Scratch them. And still his tongue moved in relentless circles Round and round her clitoris, making her thighs tremble and her Hips buck. His fingers played around the opening of her vagina, Stroking the underside of her ass and dipping gently to caress her Anus. He pulled her clitoris into his mouth and sucked, flicking His tongue over it, and she gave up. Her legs locked around his Head as her orgasm crashed into her, scattering her in all Different directions. When she settled back into herself, he was smiling at her. “Have You ever had an orgasm with another person?” he asked, and in a Moment of defenselessness, she answered simply, “No. That was the First.” She did not add that it was her first orgasm, because she Was afraid that if she did, she would also add that she wanted Another. He brought her a drink, holding her up so that she could swallow Without the water running all over her. She asked him again to Stop. He let her back down and said, “Not until we’re finished. Ask Me to fuck you.” She shook her head, slowly, side to side, while he removed his Clothes. She had never seen him completely naked, and she thought She would drown in the beauty of his body. “Say it,” he said, and Knelt at her feet, holding her left foot. “Say it,” he said, and Drew her toes into his warm wet mouth. And now she lies on her back in her own house, trussed hand and Foot, naked, while he plays his hands over her body and pulls forth Unwilling desire. “Do you know what I will do if you refuse again to say it?” he Asks, running his finger around her inner labia. She is wet from Her orgasm, open and wanting him. She shakes her head again; she Doesn’t know, but she knows it will be another thing that both Terrifies her and sends her reeling with pleasure. His finger Enters her, easily and firmly, encounters her hymen and stops, then Wiggles around, elicting a moan from her before she can clamp her Mouth around it. “Ask me to fuck you,” he says, withdrawing his finger and inserting It again. “Not. On. Your. Life,” she breathes, and he smiles, removes his Finger, and says, “So be it.” And then he scoots up between her legs, and she knows what he is Going to do. His erect cock, fat and slick with pre-come, is Pointing straight at her, and she wants him so much she thinks for A moment she has actually shifted herself down to meet him. But she Has succeeded in holding herself still, though even yet she is Unprepared for the smooth feeling of his cockhead pushing into her, Stretching her vagina. “Remember this,” he tells her, catching her eye. “There will never be Another first time.” He continues to slide himself forward, and she Lifts her head so that she can watch his cock disappearing into her Body. He cups her head behind her neck, holding her, watching her Face as he begins to pump slowly, a little more of him entering her With every stroke. At last his cock comes to rest against her hymen, and he pauses. “This will probably hurt,” he says. “Do you want it gradually or in One quick pop?” “You make a terrible rapist,” she flashes at him, and just as she Is drawing breath to rail at him, he gathers himself and plunges Himself into her, breaking her hymen and burying his cock as far as It will go in her. Her breath comes out of her in a long whoosh, but she does not cry Out. “All right?” he asks her, as if they are about to go out to Eat. “Fuck you,” she answers again, and he nods. “By all means,” he Replies, and begins to move his hips. She lets her head fall back, eyes closed, and abandons herself to a Welter of new sensations. She feels full, and completely open at The same time. Her body rocks of its own accord, rising to meet him And falling back to recover. She feels the beginnings of sweat Along her thighs where they meet his, she smells her own sex in the Air, weighted and carried along by the smoldering candles. Unbearably, her orgasm begins to rise, and against her will, her Voice breaks through her lips: “Yes. So sweet. So good.” “Say it,” he breathes, increasing his tempo, thrusting a little More deeply and fully. “Say it.” “Oh God,” she wails, and cries it out: “Fuck me. Please. Oh, please Fuck me.” He groans in desire and slams himself into her; she grabs him and Squeezes as her second orgasm plows through her brain. In the midst Of it, she is aware of a completely unexpected sensation: her body Filling with his come. He drops onto her chest and holds her, Laying his head against her breasts. His cock leaps and twitches Inside her clutching vagina, and she falls headfirst into another Orgasm. Slowly he gathers himself and withdraws from her. He unties her Arms and legs and stretches himself beside her, holding her gently. She is still shaking from her orgasm, and he wipes the tears from Her face and strokes her hair, absorbing her tremors into his Chest. She says something, but her mouth is against his skin and all that Comes out is a muffled burble. “Shh,” he says. “Don’t speak. Let me Hold you.” And she relaxes her balled up fists and twines her arms Around his neck, smelling him and wondering who she is now. His breathing is even, on her face. She recalls the sensation of The orgasms he gave her and wonders if they would have been any Different if she had consented, rather than saying no until the Very end. She raises her head and looks at him. He smiles at her. She loves his smile, helplessly. “You raped me,” she says, but it does not sound like an accusation. “Do you feel raped?” he asks. He does not seem to be trying to get Her to absolve him. “Yes,” she answers. “And no. You did something to me I did not want You to do. But, oh, it was wonderful.” “Are you angry with me?” he asks, and she considers this. “Yes,” she says finally. “I want you to feel this way. I wish I Could tie you up and rape you.” “I thought you might,” he says. “But it will not be quite the same, Because I will be consenting, and you were not.” “What do you mean, it will?” she asks, and he smiles, gestures for Her to wait, and goes to the doorway to get his bag. When he Returns he is holding a dildo and a leather apparatus and a tube of Lubricant. “If you wish,” he says, carefully laying each object on the floor Next to her and avoiding her eyes, “you may tie me up and rape me.” “But you are asking me to do this,” she says, reaching for the Dildo but drawing her hand back before she has touched it. “Not exactly,” he answers. “I am not asking you to do it; I am only Saying that you may if you wish to.” “Have you ever done this before?” she asks, darting a look at him. He is sitting crosslegged beside her, relaxed and easy. “Raped someone? No. Had sex? Certainly.” His voice is calm, but he Does not look at her. “No, I mean, have you ever had—that is, has anyone ever, you Know.” She cannot bring herself to say it. He is silent a moment; when she looks up, he is smiling again. She Blushes, but does not look away. “I should make you say what you Really want to know,” he says gently, “but I won’t. No, I have Never had anyone fuck me up the ass. I have a vague memory of Getting an enema as a child, but never i’ve never had anything Inserted in my ass.” “Do you want me to do that?” “The idea of being sodomized does not greatly arouse me,” he remarks, Then adds: “But the thought of you wanton and in control of my body Drives me insane with lust.” She finally picks up the dildo, turns it over in her hands, Examining it. It is about six inches long, and thin, with small Bumps all over it and a flare at the base. The plastic is cool and Smells faintly of disinfectant. She runs her fingers over it, then Says: “Yes. I am going to tie you up and rape you.” He nods, then helps her don the leather harness that will hold the Dildo to her. She laughs when it is finished, at this small plastic Cock protruding from her. “I look so silly,” she says. “You look beautiful and fearsome,” he tells her, and kisses each of Her palms. He lies on his back and she binds his wrists to his ankles, as well As she is able. She has already made up her mind to do to him Exactly what he has just done to her, though before this night she Has never even seen a naked cock, let alone taken one into her Mouth. She reaches out and laces her fingers into his hair; it is a Gesture she sometimes makes with her own hair, when she is nervous Or unsure. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth slightly, and on Impulse, she drops her hand to his mouth, dips her fingers inside. His lips close over them and his tongue runs over the balls of her Fingers; she sighs at the unexpected flash of desire this gives Her. She bends over him and kisses his chest, over his sternum, then Abruptly fastens her mouth onto his nipple. His breath escapes him In a sharp gasp. She withdraws her fingers from his mouth and bites Him. “Yes,” he murmurs, his voice coming out in a sibilant whisper. “You like to be bitten?” she asks in surprise. “Occasionally,” he answers, opening his eyes. She continues to meet His gaze as she lowers her head and bites him again, this time on His pectoral muscle. A hum of pleasure greets this. “Odd,” she says, and moves her hand to his cock, half limp and Still sticky. With one finger, she traces a vein from his balls to Where it disappears beneath the crown, then runs her fingertip Around the head, following his circumcision scar. The skin bunches Below the helmet, puckered and soft. A poor surgeon removed his Foreskin, but she discovers that what remains is remarkably Sensitive, and she spends some time playing her fingers over it, While she works up the courage to suck him. Finally she reaches out and tentatively places her tongue against The shaft of his cock. He makes no sound or motion, and she curls Her tongue into a point, and lets it follow the trail her finger Has made moments before. She hears his head shift and a long Contented moan emerges under her hand, resting on his stomach. She cups his balls shyly with her other hand, feeling the cool Loose skin and the hairs growing there. Beneath his ball sac his Anus flexes erratically, as if it is periodically remembering what She is going to do to it. Taking a deep breath, she kisses his penis. Her lips open, almost Of their own accord, and take the tip in. He tastes strongly of her Own sex, sharp and fragrant and almost a little bitter. She cannot Get more than two or three inches into her mouth before she begins To gag, so she contents herself with sucking hard what she can get In, and alternately stroking and pushing at his balls. His head Rocks from side to side, but he seems only to be enjoying himself. “I want to put it in you now,” she tells him, holding his cock in one Hand and rubbing her saliva into the skin and the dark curls. He opens his eyes again and takes a deep breath. “Okay,” he says, At length. “Use a lot of lubricant, and go very slowly.” She pats around on the floor for the tube of lubricant, and finding It, she kneels back to apply it to his asshole. He squirms when the Cold gel touches his skin, and she does not pause to rub it around And warm it. “Put some on the dildo,” he says, and she notices that his erection Has faded. She complies, generously dabbing the jelly onto the Dangling plastic. And now there is nothing left to do, so she Places the tip of the dildo against his asshole and awkwardly bucks Her hips. “Don’t pump, yet,” he says. “Push first, slowly. It will open up And take you in.” She stops, wondering for a moment how much she really wants to hurt Him, and then she does as he directs, pushing firmly against his Asshole until the small ring parts on its own and the first part of The dildo slides into his body. “Ahhh…..ah!” he says, his voice rising at the end, and she Freezes. “I’m ok,” he adds. “I just need to get used to you in There.” She is both amused and non-plussed at the way he refers to The dildo as “her” although she cannot feel his insides, the way he Could feel hers. At last he nods at her, and she begins again to hump her hips, Brokenly, because this is not a motion she is used to, but at last She acheives a kind of gentle rhythm, drawing the dildo almost all The way out before sliding it all the way back into his rectum. She Marvels at how easily his body accomodates this foreign object, and Then she notices that her foot is falling asleep, so she shifts. Immediately, he cries out, in a tone of unmistakable pleasure. His Cock leaps up from his belly and falls back down again, almost Visibly throbbing. “Do that again!” he hisses, and she obeys, as Far as she is able. It is awkward, shifting and rocking her hips this way, and he does Not come. His neck is stretched to its limit, as he strains toward His orgasm, but when her hips are shot through with flashes of Pain, he still has not come. She stops. He whimpers, but says nothing. “Look at me,” she Commands. When his eyes fasten on her, she blushes and swallows her Words several times before she can say, “I want you to do this to Me.” “You want me to fuck your ass?” he asks, sturggling momentarily Against his bonds. She nods. “But no ropes, this time. I want you To hold me and kiss me and tell me that you love me while you do It.” He smiles slyly. “While I do what?” he asks. She withdraws the dildo from his ass. It is warm and slightly Dirty. She inspects it for a moment, then says, “Help me get this Thing off. You can’t do it while I’m wearing this ridiculous get Up.” “You have to untie me first,” he answers. “But what can’t I do?” Hurriedly, she pulls at the knots, letting his arms free. “You Can’t do anything,” she mutters, untying the ropes around his Ankles and tossing them behind her, towards the door. He sits up, pulls her to him by the leather straps. “Say it,” he Begs. “Tell me what you want me to do.” She looks down, at his fingers undoing the buckles of the harness. “I want to feel you next to my skin,” she answers. “I want you to Make love to me.” The harness falls away and she finishes: “I want You to fuck my ass.” The force of his kiss takes her by surprise, But she dives into it anyway, only vaguely feeling his arms grab Her close to him. He lies her on the floor on her side, then pulls her left leg up And asks her to hold it. She can feel his erection resting against Her ass cheeks, and she has a moment of rampant fear. As if he Senses this, he drops his head to her ear and whispers “You are Beautiful, do you know that?” And he kisses her again, while his Fingers smear the lubricant over her asshole, darting into her anus And back out again. His right arm slips under her, holding her, and she can feel his Cockhead pressing against her asshole. There is a sharp sensation, And then without warning, he has buried his cock in her rectum, and She feels as if it is pointing straight out of her mouth. A moment of stillness, and then he throws his left arm over her and Reaches for her pussy. His fingers meet no resistance, and he moves His hand in ever narrowing circles over her clitoris as he gently Pumps his cock into her asshole. “This is much better than rape,” she says dreamily, and pushes Herself back against him, then forward against his hand. “You’re so Wet,” he murmurs into her ear, “so wet.” His fingers move a little More rapidly, his cock a little more strongly, and without warning, Her orgasm grabs her and shakes her, tossing her up in its teeth Like a cat with a mouse. She shrieks, this time, in pure pleasure. His fingers do not stop, and his cock moves faster, and when he grabs Her and comes into her ass, she is moaning and jerking again, Shivering in the circle of his arms. Her back is slick with his sweat, and his breathing is ragged in her Ear. But he raises himself up, as his cock slides from her ass, and Kisses the side of her neck. She lifts her foot and with a little Struggle, she pulls a blanket off the couch. He helps her throw it Over them, and they sleep, fading into each other’s skins.