Page 3 of Calling Her Bluff

She jumped and screamed as his hand came down on her ass. It didn’t really hurt, but it frightened her, yet the stinging pain it left behind in its wake felt kind of good. Oh, what was wrong with her?

“You weren’t thinking about going anywhere, were you?” Hot breath wafted across the back of her neck, and the low, growling whisper in her ear made her shiver. “Not after we made a deal. You lost the bet, princess. Time to pay up.” He turned her to face him, dark eyes burning into hers as he pressed his hips forward, and his erection dug into her stomach.

Trapped in his gaze, she stared up at him, licking her suddenly dry lips. “I wasn’t… I didn’t…” She was stammering again. Confusion reigned, fear and arousal fighting a heavy battle for dominance within her body.

Lips came down on hers, not hard as she’d expected, but passionately and almost sweetly. It had been a long time since someone had kissed her like that… if anyone ever had. Her body began to relax into the kiss, and her mouth opened to his probing tongue. When his hand began to run down her naked body, she recalled herself and tried to pull away, banging into the wall behind her. As she tried to turn her head away, the kiss became rougher, deeper, commanding her submission. The worst part was she wanted to melt and give it to him.

Grasping her wrists, Todd pushed them above her head, folding them into one of his hands, so his other was free to being roaming her body. Lips left hers and began moving against her neck and upper arms, leaving her panting and gasping for breath.

“Oh, Todd… what are you doing to me?” She didn’t mean what his hands were doing.

Allison had no idea what to do with the rising tide of lust in her body. She’d never felt anything like this before as if she was losing her grip on reality. Having her hands high above her head, body open to him, was nothing like any of the men she’d ever dated with their respectful close-mouthed kisses and their immediate capitulation when she removed their hands to a less sexual part of her body. This was raw carnality, taking control of her senses and burying her well-bred sense of decorum, making her quiver with need, and sweeping away the urge to protest.

Todd gripped her heavy breast in his palm, kneading it firmly with his fingers. Pleasure at his rough touch made her feel so weak in the knees, it felt like she was falling into a well of formerly hidden desires. His hard dick was pressing against her groin and upper thighs as he began to move against her, a parody of sex as he pressed her hips against the wall. Heat suffused her body, tingling between her legs and making her wriggle against him.

“Is this what youreallywant, sweetheart?”

Allison moaned as his teeth nipped at her collarbone.

“Yes… I mean no… I don’t know!” Her last words were a cry for guidance. She was on the edge of tears, torn between what her body and rebellious side wanted versus the strictures of her upbringing and her parents’ rules.

He tweaked her nipple as his tongue pushed deep into her mouth. She’d never been in such a conflicted sexual state. She’d always been the one in control, but now it seemed like she had no control, and he wasn’t taking “no” for an answer. At least not the confused “no,” which was all she had to give him. It was exactly what she’d said she wanted, exactly what she’d craved.

Finally, he pulled away, leaving her gasping for air, lips swollen from his kisses. Tossing her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing, he carried her into his bedroom, ignoring her pleas to slow down and talk about things. He tossed her onto the bed, then grabbed a couple of scarves from his nightstand. Her eyes rounded as he tied her wrists together, put them over her head, and tied them to the bed.

“Please,” she whispered. “Todd, please… not like this…”

“Not like what, Princess?” He raised an eyebrow, his hands hovering in front of her face with another scarf, obviously meant to be a gag. “Not like you said you wanted? Not the way I want since you promised to give yourself to me, however I wanted? Don’t worry. I captured you.” He grinned wickedly. “There’s no reason for Daddy to be disappointed. We’re going to go wild, and it’s not going to be your fault at all. Now, open your mouth.”

For one long moment, Allison stared at him, knowing this was her last chance to turn back and end the night. Todd waited patiently. She opened her mouth, and he pushed the scarf between her lips, securing it around her head. Being gagged made her want to resist again, so she kicked as he ran his hand up her inner thigh. With a laugh, he grabbed her ankles and soon had them spread apart and tied to each side of the bed.

Getting up, he stood at the foot of the bed and took stock of this new arrangement. Her pouty lips were spread around the scarf in her mouth, her perfect breasts heaving on top of her chest, nipples at attention, and the newest sight of the night—her pretty pink pussy with its neatly trimmed bush, slightly spread and glistening with her juices.

“You really do like it wild, don’t you?” he asked as he moved around to the side of the bed, so he could reach her body. Running one finger between her pussy lips, he coated it in her wetness, making her convulse with a spasm of pleasure. Allison moaned, not sure if she was protesting or asking him to touch her more.

“Wait right here,” he whispered, his mouth giving an amused little quirk before he turned and left the room.

Allison struggled against the scarves instinctually, the ones on her ankles especially uncomfortable. She was pissed as all hell he’d left her here! This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Somehow, she’d lost all control of her body and the situation, and without him standing there staring at her, she wanted the control back. Captured and tied up was not how she’d ever imagined losing her virginity. Well, at least not in her realistic fantasies. Granted, there had been a few, but Todd was not a pirate—even if he looked like one—and she wasn’t a captured princess.

These thoughts stopped cold when he re-entered with a video camera and tripod and started setting it up. “NO!” she screamed behind her gag. Sound emitted from her, and it was obvious she was protesting, but Todd just smiled as if she’d said yes and finished setting it up. Pressing record, he turned and left the room again.

Tears sparked in her eyes as pulling against the scarves only made them tighten further around her wrists and ankles. What kind of knots had he tied, anyway? She stared at the lens of the video camera and the little blinking red light underneath. What was he doing? It occurred to her that her breasts were heaving and bouncing on her chest as she struggled, and she was probably making the video more enjoyable for him to watch later. Clenching her teeth around her gag, she resolved not to make a great scene for him to watch.

Todd came back into the room, his arms filled with items. He set down two bowls on the table next to her—one with water and one with ice, some kind of massage oil, a razor, shaving cream, a small washcloth, and a large purple vibrator, long and at least seven inches thick with small bumps covering its length. Where the hell had he gotten it?

Seeing her looking at the vibrator, he grinned.

“That was my ex-girlfriend’s. Her favorite. She left it behind when we broke up. I figured I might as well keep it for future company.”

Allison was disgusted. Another girl’s vibrator in her pussy? The thought made her want to gag. He laughed at her expression.

“Don’t worry, it’s been cleaned.”

Like that mattered. Guys just didn’t get it. It’s not like she’d never had a vibrator inside of her—that’s how she’d broken her hymen—but that didn’t mean she wanted some random stranger’s toy inside her. The flash of jealousy, thinking about Todd with another woman, was something else to add to the ridiculousness of her emotions. Obviously, she wasn’t thinking clearly anymore.

Todd knelt between her legs with the bowl of warm water, shaving cream, and the razor. Allison started to struggle. She kept herself nicely trimmed down there—a shaved bush was for perverts who wanted little girls, not women. Todd ignored her mewls of protest and lathered her hair—not hard considering her bound position, even with her wriggling and struggling. Picking up the razor, he smiled at her, a wicked glint in his eye. He was thoroughly enjoying this.

“Better be careful, you definitely wouldn’t want me to accidentally cut anything down here.”

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