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The first time 1 of 2
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The First Time
By - Demon Slave
I have always fantasized about being involved with a dominant woman.
For as long as I can remember, I have always been intrigued by powerful
and demanding women. Even as a child, my favorite times were when I was
caught and tied up in a game of Cowboys and Indians. Usually by Stephanie,
the girl who lived just up the street from me. I always gave up much too
easily. She knew it too, but she always seemed to get just as excited as I
did at the prospect of capturing and binding me. As we got older, we
continued to play our game of Cowboys and Indians. I'll never forget,
the last time we played was in the seventh grade. I was sneaking up on her
trying to capture her and she turned around and jumped on me, wrestling me
to the ground. She looked down at me from her position on top. She was
at this time several inches taller than me and weighed about 10-15 pounds
more than me. She put her knees outside my legs and, holding each wrist
tightly, pinned me down. She told me I had been "caught." I could see
a look in her eyes that seemed to be a mixture of excitement and
curiousity. She told me she would let me up if I promised to stay right
where I was until she came back. I agreed and sat there waiting while she
ran off into her house. She was gone about fifteen minutes and came back
with a piece of cord about four feet long and a silk scarf.
I looked up at her as she approached, and for the first time, realized
how attractive she was. Her breasts were just beginning to show signs of
womanhood and her tall thin body was gorgeous. I was at the age when I
had just begun thinking about girls, and I had hoped that she was starting
to think the same way. She stepped over me and told me I was her prisoner
and had to do everything she said. I agreed. She told me to roll over onto
my stomach and put my hands behind my back. She kneeled down, putting one
knee in the small of my back and lifted my arms straight up. She
told me to hold my wrists together and keep my arms straight up and down.
I did as she said, and before I knew it I felt her tying the cord tightly
around my wrists. When we had played before, we had always tied each other
loosly so that we could get away if we had to, but this time, I knew I
was really tied up. I protested, telling her how much she was hurting me,
and she smiled, and without saying a word put the finishing touches on her
work, pulling the ends of the cord tightly and tying it off in a knot.
She helped me to my feet and looked me over. She picked up the scarf off
the ground and tied it around my head completely covering my eyes. At first
I could see around it, but she flicked her finger near my eye and my whince
gave me away. She retied the blindfold several times, until she was convinced
I couldn't see anything. I asked her to take it off and untie me, and she
reminded me that it was my idea to play in the first place. I agreed and
began to feel a certain amount of excitement, as I began fantasizing about
Stephanie and what she looked like naked. I felt an erection growing in
my shorts, which were old and fairly tight. I couldn't see what it looked
like, but from Stephanie's giggles, I could tell it was obvious. She told me
that she always knew I liked being tied up, but never knew I liked it
THIS much, and laughed again. She grabbed the front of my shirt, and began
tugging at it, signaling for me to follow her. I knew we were going inside,
since we were playing in her backyard. Then it dawned on me, we were going
into her house, I was going to be bound, and noticeably excited it front of
her mother and older sister. I began to pull away, telling her to let me go.
She told me no one was home, and not to worry. I still resisted, but much
less. She backed me up and pushed me. I fell down, landing comfortably on
couch. She told me she would be right back, and not to go anywhere. I sat
there still, wondering what she was up to. In a few minutes she returned and
told me to stand, she wanted to take me upstairs to the bedroom. I agreed
and follwed her up, stumbling on the stairs several times as we walked.
She pushed me again, and I fell on her bed. Her pushing me must have been
alot of fun for her, because each time she pushed me, she laughed a little
to let me know she was enjoying it.
The next thing I felt was Stephanie unbuttoning my shorts and pulling
them down around my ankles. She commented on my erection that she could
see under my underpants. She told me she had never actually seen a
penis before, and asked if she could look at mine. I told her no, I was
much too embarrased at this point. She pulled on my underpants anyway
and before I knew it they were down around my ankles. There I was, half-
naked lying bound on Stephanie's bed. I begged with her, and pleaded
to release me, I told her the game was over. She told me that the game
was just beginning and that I was talking too much. The next thing I
know she is putting a wide piece of tape over my mouth and then another
and another, until my face is covered in tape from my chin to my nose.
I tried to move my mouth around enough to break the seal, but it was
secure. The only noise that would escape was a high pitched moan I would
make everytime she brushed against my cock. I was embarrased and
humiliated, but loving it! Stephanie grabbed some more cord and tied my
legs spread wide to the posts of her bed. The whole time she was
laughing and teasing me, calling me Geronimo. I tried to squirm free
and beg to release, but the bonds and tape held tight. She kneeled down
between my legs and began rubbing and licking my cock, telling me
she was going to figure out how to do it right. The sensations I was
getting were giving me clear signals she WAS doing something right.
After about fifteen minutes of rubbing and licking, she told me she
wanted to try something else. She had always heard that guys felt great
pain when they were kicked in the groin and she was going to use me to
figure out why. She started by slapping my cock. At first, gently, and then
slowly harder and harder. The whole time I was squirming and making as
much noise as possible from underneath my gag. Each time she kept telling
me that that wasn't quite it. She tried digging her fingernails into my
cock and scratching and flicking, but none met with her satisfaction. Finally
in frustration, she stopped. She untied my blindfold and asked me to take a
look at her. She had put on some of her sister's lingerie, a black teddy
and hose with garters. She asked me if I liked it and I nodded repeatedly.
Her tits filled out the teddy nicely, and she looked truely sensational. I
had never seen anything like it, except in Playboy. She told me that she
couldn't figure out what made boys tick and wanted to try a few more things.
I shook my head to say no, but she ignored me. Then it happened, she
discovered my balls. She began slapping them, watching my expression, but
not convinced that she had done enough. She took each ball between her
thumb and forefinger and began pinching. I tried to let out a scream, but
couldn't. She had discovered the thing that made me tick. She alternated
between slapping my cock and pinching my balls. As she did, I became more
and more excited until, finally, I had a tremendous, overpowering sensation
that began in my stomach and moved like a rocket through my balls and cock.
Before either of us knew it, my stomach and Stephanies hands were covered in
cum. I had had my first orgasm. She had no idea what had happened, nor did
I, I just looked up at her and tried to tell with my eyes to keep going.
She leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. My head was buzzing, and I
barely noticed Stephanie jump up and run out of the room, slamming the door
behind her.
From the hallway I heard a second voice asking Stephanie why she was
dressed that way, what was she doing wearing her sister's lingerie. Then the
door swung open, and Diana, Stephanie's sister, stood there looking at me
at first with a look of horror, and then one of amusement. She burst into
laughter. She called Stephanie into the room and asked her to explain.
Stephanie's face was beet red, and her sister stared at her and demanded
an answer. Diana couldn't hold back her laughter, and gave her little sister
a hug telling her, that it must run in the family. Diana stepped over to me
and looked me up and down, commenting on what a nice job Stephanie had done
of securing me, although she did think the gag was a bit excessive. I kept
squirming trying to get free, pleading to Diana with my eyes to let me go.
She looked down at me telling me I had made a mess and ordered Stephanie to
get a towel to clean it up. When Stephanie came back in the room, holding
the towel, Diana stopped her. She told her that although I had made the mess
that Stephanie probably had something to do with it. Diana told her she would
have to learn how to behave better, and that the mess that was made was
inexcussable. In addition, she seemed very unhappy about Stephanie wearing
her teddy without her permission. Stephanie tried to explain, but Diana
cut her off. She grabbed and length of rope and told Stephanie to turn around.
Stephanie obeyed, and I layed there, watching in amazement as Diana tied
up her sister. She tied her wrists together and then lashed her elbows
together, making her breasts stick out. She told Stephanie to bend over, so
that her ass was sticking out. Stephanie did as she was told, and Diana
began spanking her, gently at first, slowly building up until she was
smacking her ass with full force. Stephanie began crying, and Diana responded
by wadding up the towel she had brough and shoving it in her mouth. She
spanked her ten more times and then told her to clean up the mess with the
towel in her mouth. I had gotten quite excited watching the whole thing
proceed and my cock was erect again. Stephanie cleaned all around my cock and
stomach, occasionally rubbing the rough towel over my prick. Diana came
back into the room and examined her work. She found it to her satisfaction.
She came over to me and quickly tore off the tape from my mouth, the pain
was incredible, and Diana seemed to know it. I began to ask her to let me
go, but she cut me off, telling me I was in too deep now, and there was no way
I was going home. She told me not to say another word or make another sound
or the tape would be put back on. I nodded to let her know I understood. She
asked Stephanie to explain what was going on. Stephanie told her she was trying
to learn about sex, and told her all about our game. Diana looked at me and
though a minute. She told her that if she wanted to know about sex, she
was going to learn. She reached down and removed Stephanies panties and told
to lie down on top of me and begin kissing my mouth, she obeyed. Diana
watched and began rubbing herself while she watched. Next she told Stephanie
to begin using her tongue, probing the inside of my mouth. This was our first
kiss. Diana took a small belt out of the closet and got a length of cord. She
tied the cord around our necks, so we couldn't separate our heads, and then
while Stephanie was kissing me, she looped the belt around our heads, over
our ears and buckled it tightly. We were unable to separate our lips, we were
bound together in a kiss and both getting very horny. Diana left
and returned with a bag. Out of it she grabbed a set of clothespins and began
clamping them on our nipples and my balls. The pain made both of us kiss
each other fiercely, our tongues mashing together. Stephanie began grinding
her hips into my leg, and softly moaning into my mouth. Diana slapped
her ass over and over, telling her not to do that, that she wasn't ready.
Stephanie continued, each slap making her grind harder and harder. Diana
stopped her, holding her steady and grabbed and set of nylon straps from the
bag. A long one was slid underneath the small of my back, and six samll ones
placed under each of my legs. She lifted Stephanie on top of me and had her
tight wet pussy come down and engulf my rigid cock. She began grinding again,
but this time with each grind, Diana tighetened one of the belts. First at
our ankles, then two at our calves, next our knees and finally two more on our
thighs. Our legs were bound together, niether of us could move. Stephanie
continued to move around, what little she could, but the feeling in my
cock stayed the same. As much as I tried I could not move inside or outside of
her at all. Finally, Diana tightened the belt around our waists, and whatever
movement Stephanie was capable of before she had lost. We were together, in
bed, kissing involuntarily, with my cock buried deep inside her, unable to
move. We were both sweating and the heat of our bodies made us both
itchy and uncomfortable. We wanted to beg for mercy, but we were gagged by
each others tongues. Diana left the room again and we could hear the phone
ring over the sounds of our heavy breathing. When Diana returned she
looked over at us and smiled. She told us we looked very cute, and hoped
we were enjoying ourselves. She also informed us that the phone call was
their mother, saying that her parents weren't going to be home tonight, they
were planning a weekend with some neighbors. In fact, she told us, those
neighbors were my parents and they wanted to know if it would be too much
trouble if Diana could watch the house and babysit me for the weekend, if
it wouldn't be too much trouble. Diana looked at the expression on my face.
I couldn't believe it. She looked me square in the eye and said, "I'm sure
it will be no trouble at all."
So there we lay, looking to each others eyes. I felt both frustrated
and excited. I had just begun to think of Stephanie as attractive. Now
I began to think I was falling in love. The look in her eyes made me
believe she was thinking the same thing. Our mouths were beginning to get
dry and pasty, but we kept kissing as if it were the first time. Stephanie
kept bucking with all her strength against the belt that held us together,
wanting desperately to grind her hips against mine. Diana told us that
we hadn't even started the evening yet, much less the weekend. It was
Friday night and she was going out, but she told us she would be back
around 10:00, and she would bring over some of her friends. She also told
us, they were no where near as nice as she was. She left the room, took
a shower, got dressed and left. It was only 7:30.
Continued in frstime2.txt
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