Spied & Tied – Prologue

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Spied & Tied – PrologueA surge of adrenaline burned through Natalie’s veins as an in-rush of light suddenly illuminated her once pitch-black world. While her eyes adjusted to the light, the menacing figure of Matt Broadsword slowly climbing down the ladder into the cellar came into focus. Clutched tightly in his left hand he held a carrier bag, the contents of which rattled as he descended each rung.Natalie honestly didn’t know whether she’d been a prisoner for hours or days. Her bound wrists were numb; her whole body was wracked with a thousand tiny discomforts. Each moment was its own eternity; a cold fusion of low-level yet omnipresent physical pain and mental torture. Flicking the light switch on with his right hand as he set down the carrier bag that he held in his left, Matt looked straight at Natalie. His expression betrayed nothing. Natalie couldn’t meet his gaze, and so he brought his gaze to meet her, roughly grabbing a handful of her hair and using it to turn her head so that her eyes had no choice but to stare into the fiery coals set deep into his mask that he called his eyes.His other hand clawed at the neck of her vest, lingering there only a moment before tearing it from her, revealing her sweat-soaked white bra and prompting a short, sharp scream from her. Without unlocking his eyes from hers, he unbuttoned her istanbul escort shorts and let them drop to the floor.Reaching into his carrier bag, he took out a pair of scissors. To Natalie’s terrified eyes, they seemed oversized. Devoid of any plastic handles, the cold metal monstrosities pressed against her chest. Natalie held her breath and winced – and Matt made her hold it for several seconds before granting her the release of a cut. The cut was made to the material linking her bra cups, and was followed in quick succession by two more – one to each of the bra’s shoulder straps. Natalie felt cool air on her nipples. Even with her eyes tightly closed, she couldn’t escape from the reality of her predicament. The tits that she’d guarded for so long were in the hands of a total stranger who could do whatever he liked to them. As it turned out, though, whatever he liked was just to blow on them softly, the rough stubble on his chin gently caressing her small cleavage.His next few cuts were swift and incisive but, despite them, Natalie’s knickers still needed to be roughly torn free of her body. As Natalie felt him pull the last remnants of her clothing from around her bare feet, she felt her body respond to its enforced nudity. A sudden, overwhelming feeling of arousal avcılar escort washed over her; she felt her nipples and clit involuntarily hardening despite every fibre of her soul screaming at her to snap out of it, to hold on, to think about where she was, the danger she was in; her abject helplessness. But the more she did, the more the arousal intensified, and what Matt said to her next would send it into fever pitch.“You know I’m going to make you cum, don’t you?”Natalie’s breathing became rapid and shallow. With her eyes tight shut she could see nothing, but hear with heightened acuity the unmistakeable sound of a plug being plugged in and a cable being casually unfurled. It trailed across the floor, ever nearer.Matt stood only inches from her, his breathing deep and hungry. Natalie stifled a gasp as Matt’s calloused left hand traced a line down from her throat to her bikini line. Something large, cold and rubber pressed against the top of her tidy public hair. “Helpless,” Matt hissed. “Nude.”Natalie began to breathe so fast and hard that it was as if she was already being fucked.“I’ve wanted this for months, Natalie. So many girls have been down here with me. Some wanted to be here. Some even paid me to do this to them. Most I just took, like I took you.”He slapped her tits with his free şirinevler escort left hand, leaving its red impression across half her chest. “But I didn’t know them like I do you, darlin’. You’re real to me. I’ve watched you shower, change, brush your teeth in just your little knickers. I even watched you get fucked once. But I never thought…” Matt caught himself. “But here you are now. Mine at last. Naked. Immobilised. Totally at my mercy.”Natalie’s eyes were wide with puzzlement and terror. How long had he been watching her? And how? Matt pressed the rocker switch on the Hitachi and a low, steady hum obliterated everything else for Natalie. He moved the vibe until it was just over her clit, then he parted her pussy lips and used two fingers to hold them open, forcing the toy into prime position. Natalie let out a loud gasp as the wand powerfully massaged her clitoris. She couldn’t help but moan with pleasure as she felt her stomach muscles tighten and her wet pussy clench.“You’re not trying to hold it back, are you?” Matt chided. “I’ll have none of that.”He pressed the vibe’s rocker switch again, and instantly its pitch changed. Faster, louder. Natalie let out a soft and sensual, yet still somehow mournful, moan of pleasure as the device hit its full stride. Her moaning didn’t abate as Matt pressed the vibrator hard against her clit, almost as if he was looking to impale her. To his satisfaction, he noticed her fingers grasping and her toes stretching out. She was holding her breath as her tight stomach muscles began to contract. Matt realised his cock was about as hard as it had ever been. He was going to make her cum, and she couldn’t stop him.

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