Tony Meets Nan Pt. 02 by mollycactus
Showering, Nan couldn’t help but be a little apprehensive about how today would go. She and Tony had agreed on a time for her to come to his house, and last night, he’d promised to tie her up and fuck her. She was rather used to self-bondage by now, but this was going to be different. This time, he’d be in control and would decide how she was to be bound. She’d be at his mercy! That thought made her body break out in goosebumps, and her pussy muscles squeezed internally.
It helped that she trusted Tony for a couple of reasons. She’d heard about his trustworthy behavior from both of her friends, Nicole and Jessica. Even though they’d refused to take part in his kinks, he took it well, not pressuring them and not acting badly toward them in any way. Second, she’d actually been at his mercy last night in the woods. She’d been chained to a tree and he’d grabbed and held the key to her cuffs. Instead of using her disadvantaged position to force himself upon her, he’d instead opted to pleasure her to a magnificent orgasm.
Of course, being a male, he also wanted to cum after that. But instead of fucking her while she was chained to the tree, he’d released her, giving her a clear opportunity to refuse his attentions. Pleased by that action, she’d fucked him enthusiastically, and he’d felt comfortable enough to ask her if she thought she’d like to experience some bondage with him. Which, unbeknownst to him, had been her plan all along. Her kinky desires matched or possibly exceeded his.
She had no real knowledge of his sexual preferences. She supposed she could draw upon her friends’ experiences with Tony, but she actually found it more exciting to find out for herself. So, in preparation for about anything, she’d given herself two enemas to make sure everything was clean in that particular passage, blushing as she thought of how much anal sex turned her on. Clean and dry, she checked that her hair looked lovely and inviting, but didn’t bother with makeup, since the odds were that he’d somehow make her sweat, and she didn’t want to look like a smeary raccoon.
He’d told her to only wear a raincoat, but she wanted to protect her feet on the walk from her house to his. “I can take my shoes off just before I ring his doorbell,” she promised herself. Slipping on her shoes, she put on the raincoat and stepped out of her house. Feeling naughty since she was completely naked underneath the raincoat, and walking like that in broad daylight, she set out. Cars drove past as she walked, and she got more than one curious stare since she was wearing that raincoat on a bright, sunny day. Every time she saw such a stare, she blushed a little, imagining that each person was aware of what she was doing. Thankfully, no one stopped to ask why she was dressed like that.
Sweating a little inside the raincoat, she finally reached Tony’s house. Slipping off her shoes, she rang his doorbell. She didn’t have long to wait — Tony was very prompt on opening the door and welcoming her inside.
“Let me take your coat,” he said graciously. As she handed it over, he made no comment about her nudity, nor did he ogle her. Acting as her host, he just put her raincoat on a hanger in the front closet. “Please come in and make yourself at home,” he said. “May I get you something to drink? Water? Tea? Lemonade?” he asked. A little surprised, she accepted the offer of some lemonade as she sat down on his sofa. While he was gone, Nan looked around the tastefully appointed room. She noted the artwork on his walls (mostly colorful abstracts), a small table covered with a snowy white tablecloth, on top of which were some bowls of snacks — she could see potato chips, nuts, and pretzels from where she sat. There was also a comfortable looking recliner in front of a large screen TV.
“What were you expecting?” Nan asked herself. “To be chained and dragged into some dungeon? This looks a lot like my own living room, although a little more expensively furnished.” As she was pondering this, Tony returned from his kitchen with two lemonades and handed one to her. She expected he’d sit down next to her on the sofa, but he took his own glass of lemonade and sat down in a chair across from her. “Isn’t this a lovely day, Nan? I love days that are sunny and warm without being oppressive with high heat and humidity.”
Nan almost choked on her drink. “I’m sitting here naked, and he’s over there fully clothed. I came here to be bound and fucked, and he’s being a host and discussing the weather? What the hell is going on here? Is he backing out, and trying to let me down easily?” she thought. She knew she had to enter into the conversation… she couldn’t just sit there like a lump. So as they engaged in the sort of small talk people might engage in at a dinner party, she answered, albeit her answers were sort of banal.
If Tony was engaging in this small talk to put her more at ease, it was having the completely opposite effect. She found her nervousness growing as this was not what she’d expected at all. Tony was good at reading body language, and was very aware that he was keeping her off-kilter which was his goal — taking control. Just as Nan was about to suggest that this meeting was a bad idea, Tony changed his tactics. He began asking her questions about things that he should not do to her for any existing medical reasons, and received assurance that she was perfectly healthy. Now he sought explicit verification of her consent.
Looking her right in her eyes, he said, “Nan, you’ve come here today so that I may tie you up in various ways and have sex with you. Is that correct?”
Nan’s eyes dilated, but she answered formally, “Yes, Tony. I’m here of my own free will, and I’ve come here for you to tie me up in various ways and fuck me.” She paused, but then continued, “I know a little bit about this, so I’ve decided my safeword is the word ‘red’ said once or even several times.”
Tony smiled. “Very well, girl. If I hear you say ‘red’ I’ll immediately stop what I’m doing. And are there any of your holes that I should refrain from fucking? And will it bother you to be called humiliating names or titles?”
Nan quivered a little, swallowing hard before she replied quietly, “All three of my holes are yours to fuck today, Sir. And you may call this girl anything you wish.”
Again, Tony was surprised at her submissive tone of voice, and pleased that she already used the word ‘Sir’ in addressing him. “Excellent, girl. Come and kneel in front of me, with your torso erect and your pelvis as far up from the floor as possible.” As she hurried to do his bidding, he added, “Put your hands behind your back, and push your tits proudly forward as if offering them to me.” This she did with alacrity. “Now open your mouth and extend your tongue far forward.” A little confused by this demand, she suppressed a giggle and obeyed. Putting a little steel into his voice, he instructed her, “Now, do not put your tongue back in or close your mouth unless I specifically tell you to do it.”