Monday, January 7, 2013

Victorian Secrets

"It as been a while." she said with that seductive tone of raw sensual lust that only a woman of high sex drive and kinky experience can truly wield. She said it, as she stood there aiming a high-velocity pistol at his temple while she leans into to almost brush a whispering kiss to his to rest right there under his right ear lobe.

"I have been wishing to fuck....” Then she breathes in his ear so that nothing is audible. That leaves his senses wanting to know more but she then sternly demands 'To your knees you bastard, if you wish to live."

Maximus knows that he has no power. He has no weapon, no rights here and no means to getaway for seven women with pistols surround him. None of which seem willing to be anything less than formable modern combat warrior. That is even if they each are a beautiful princess to look upon. Thus, he is lost to be anything but submissive to the request of the leader for he is found trespassing on private property. So as he is commanded to kneel he understands that this place of a high wooden fence, with a Victorian house encompassing within, is a place that is Heaven and Hell all at the same time.

Within an hour, he is taken within the confines of the house to be kneeling mid room space in what seems to be a meeting room for ceremonies. He isn’t too uncomfortable but yet he is for the hard to climb walls on the outer perimeter have cut his knees and so the kneeling isn’t an easy one. That, however, he has no choice in doing and enduring for the muscled man of thirty-something is powerless. No power or freedom for he is now bound and chained to the four large metal D-rings embedded in the wooden floorboards. So it hits him that he is bound, in begging position and is beaten at the game of peekaboo by seven beautiful warrior women.

He is peeking behind a security fence that is notorious for making trespassers disappear, and is known for only having women enter and leave the premises alive. Beautiful women coming and going as they please. Amazing lively creatures of female goddess like status arriving in limos and sports cars. Beautiful women that often seem to come on weekends when loud music screams from within the house during twilight hours and the only light at darkness is dim candlelight softly glowing out through heavy curtained windows. That is all fine if it wasn’t also true that men just never return from trespassing on the property. With Maximus knowing these facts he isn’t sure if he should be turned on or scared shitless.

Scared is interesting, and he would be more in the depths of fear if he wasn’t hyped on wondering about the way the leader looks at him. Yes, she does look at him in stimulating ways. She, in fact, seems to almost devour him with her stare. A staring that makes his cock instantly twitch and grow harder. Yet, he fights the thought of that to make himself understand that real danger also seems to live here in this place. So in the end, he is still kneeling in an empty room while bound in heavy silk ropes. Consequently, his final thoughts as he hears footsteps behind him are, ‘She never said who she is wishing to fuck.’


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