Part 9
The following narrative is that of a retired Starfleet commander. Though many of the narrated details did actually occur all names are fictitious and locales and dates are changed to prevent individual identification.
As time went by Janet felt she had experienced everything possible in her life as a prostitute. But there was always more to surprise her.
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I was sent to an area of the city that had once been a mill area but the old buildings had been renovated and the area had become an artist enclave. At the top floor of the building I had been directed to I knocked at a door marked 3. A young man let me into a large loft and introduced himself as Anthony. He asked if I had been instructed to wear black underwear.
I replied,"Yes."
"Have you ever heard of Shibari?"
"No."
"It's a practice of tying one up with rope."
Being tied up didn't have any appeal for me. Actually it frightened me. He took out some photos to show me. Some of the girls in the photos were smiling as if they enjoyed it None of them appeared to be distressed. He assured me his sole interest was to photograph me in a series of poses and that my face would be covered so I could not be recognized. I consented to go through with his proposal. He wanted to go through three series of photos, first fully dressed, next in my underwear and finally naked.
He had me strip down to my underwear. He brought out a blindfold and a gag presenting them as the cover for my face. I didn't feel easy about them but he explained they would be loose enough that I would not be uncomfortable. Next was a black dress with a hood. It was so snug that he had to help me get it on. He pulled down a zipper in the skirt which snugged so tight around my ankles I was hobbled. It fitted so tight I felt like I might as well already be tied up.
I felt him start wrapping me in rope. He was slow and methodical brushing and smoothing the rope from my neck down. By the time he got to my boobs I was zoning out in a cocoon unable to see and with my hearing impaired. As he worked the rope around my boobs I realized I was getting horny. I could feel an orgasm starting and yet nothing was near my pussy. And I couldn't be sure if I was hallucinating, dreaming or fantasizing. I clearly had a vision of a young girl trying to climb up a giant cock which stood twice her height. She was dressed like a princess in a white strapless gown and wearing a tiara. She struggled up on to the top and buried her face in the slit licking and kissing it. I knew what was going to happen as I felt my orgasm build and break. A great spurt of cum caught my little princess right in her face pushing her head back. A second spurt caught her in the chest and she started slipping back down. My orgasm overwhelmed me rippling all through my body. I think I blacked out from the orgasm. I felt consciousness returning with Anthony holding me with one hand on my ass and another on my belly telling me, "I've got you. I won't let you fall."
I wondered if he could feel the orgasm that still rippled through my belly. It was a strange orgasm that seemed to continue on and on. I became conscious that my vision of my little princess was still there. But now she was down on the ground pinned under the no longer erect giant cock that was still dripping cum on her face. I thought at first she was desperately trying to get out from under. I soon realized she had her legs spread wide and was rubbing her crotch against the cock trying to get herself off. Shortly she apparently succeeded and seemed to tremble through an orgasm. Then the vision faded away.
I became more aware of Anthony now working rope around my ass and across my belly. I still felt my orgasm seeming to continue to go through me in waves. Anthony's hands brushing over my ass and belly and then my crotch only seemed to lend more energy to my continuing orgasm. I could feel my panties and my stockings were soaking wet as my juices dripped down my legs. As he continued working the rope down my legs I could only hope he wasn't aware of my whole body continuing to react to my orgasm. He finally reached my ankles and then there were a few pats here and there. Then I was left standing there completely immobilized.
Somehow I felt comfortable being so fully bound. It was like being embraced by someone who could hold me in their arms to comfort me. And I had the afterglow of my orgasm. Anthony apparently had enough photos of me standing. I felt him move a chair against my legs and then helped me to sit down. I sat quietly supposing he was taking more photos. After that he had to help me to a kneeling position. I was tied too tight to get down on my own.
After a while he unbuckled my gag and blindfold and lifted me back to a standing position. He untied the ropes working from my ankles up. I felt some reluctance about being freed again. With the ropes finally off he unzipped the hem of my dress and peeled it up and off. I don't know if he realized I was wet from an orgasm but he suggested I could take a rest and perhaps shower before we went to the next set of photos.
I grabbed my bag and went to the refresher. I stripped off my underwear and put everything in the cleaner on a fast delicate cycle. I planned to stay in the shower through the 15 minutes or so the machine would take. I still felt so horny I fingered my pussy and clit to another orgasm in the shower. I stayed in the shower until I heard the cleaner ding. I dressed in my clean underwear and went back out to rejoin Anthony.
He asked me to change my stockings as he handed me a new package of black lace stockings. I changed and resumed my place ready to be bound in rope again. He put me in a different set of blindfold and gag, these in white to match the color of the rope. He started again wrapping from my neck and around my shoulders. As he worked rope around my boobs I realized I was getting horny again. He seemed to work slower around my boobs. My nipples were fully erect pushing against my bra and when his hands brushed them it was like a little shock rippling down to my pussy.
It was about then my fantasy returned. I saw my little princess again. But now she was completely naked. She seemed to be standing bound to a post with belts around her neck, waist and thighs. Her hands were behind her presumably bound together. The monster cock was there again but now it was reclined in a position pointing at her. The cock let go a gigantic spurt of cum directly in her face while she had no way to avoid it. That was when I knew I was going to reach another orgasm. Just as a second spurt hit her boobs Anthony was passing rope between my legs. His hand brushing against my sensitive erect clit was too much and the orgasm pulsed through me. It caused me to stagger and I had to spread my legs for balance. Anthony attempted to support me but it was with one hand cupped against my pussy and the other on my ass. The pressure of his hand on my pussy only intensified my orgasm. Once it had peaked I managed to stand by myself though little remnants of the orgasm continued shuddering through while Anthony continued to bind rope down my legs.
He finished and left me to continue his photography. After a bit he settled me on the chair for further photos. While I sat still I was able to relax and recover from the orgasm. As expected he helped me to kneel for more pictures but I was surprised when he removed my gag. Before I could ask what he was doing I felt his cock at my mouth. I couldn't do anything but open my mouth as he pushed in to my throat. Bound helpless there was nothing I could do but purse my lips around his cock. Holding my head he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth almost constantly pushing into my throat. I felt his cock pulse against my tongue and he pushed hard and held his cock in my throat as his cum spurted into me.
He went away for a moment but came back with a washcloth and wiped my face and chest clean. He removed my blindfold and helped me to stand. He started untying me and was very apologetic about taking advantage of me. I told him it was alright and I was OK. He offered to skip the naked photos but I talked him into continuing. I did sit and rest for a few minutes.
In a bit I stood and stripped out of my stockings and underwear. Resuming my position before the cameras I let him fit me with a blindfold and gag. As he started wrapping rope about me I felt I was horny again. As his hands brushed my boobs I could feel my nipples were fully erect and very sensitive. His touch against them sent waves of pleasure rippling down to my pussy.
My fantasy or hallucination of my little princess returned. But now she was lying down under the cock again completely covered in cum. Her arms appeared to still be bound behind or under her back but her legs were free and spread wide as she tried to wrap them around the giant cock. She appeared to be grinding her crotch against it to get herself off. Just as she climaxed Anthony passed the rope between my legs brushing against my clit and pussy. I was hit with a massive orgasm rippling all through me and seeming to turn my insides to jelly. All I knew for some time was the feel of my body deliciously melting as waves of pleasure rolled through me.
As it finally subsided I realized Anthony was down to my ankles tying the end of the rope around them. Still weak I knew the only thing holding me up was the immobility imposed by the rope. I was frightened that I could fall with no ability to raise a hand to protect myself. Shortly I felt Anthony guiding me with his hands on my shoulders. But rather than settling me in the chair as I expected he had me bent over at the waist. Then I felt his cock slipping into my pussy. There was nothing I could do but to accept it.
Actually it felt good. I was enjoying the whole scenario. I was helpless to do anything but stand there bent over with him holding my hips bound completely helpless as he slid his cock in and out of me. I relished having no control and I wanted him to screw me while I was helpless. I welcomed him to do anything he wanted with my body. I felt I could enjoy being left tied up all night while he screwed me any way he wanted; in my mouth, my ass or over and over in my pussy. I couldn't remember ever being so horny despite having already reached so many orgasms. I knew I was building up to another one. As he made his final hard thrust and held it to spurt his cum in me my orgasm delightfully erupted in me and rushed all through me in pleasurable waves.
I tried to clamp my pussy against his cock to hold it in but it wasn't enough to keep him from withdrawing. He helped me stand straight again, them undid my blindfold and gag apologizing profusely for taking advantage of me. I wasn't ready to admit how much I liked it but I told him it was alright and I was OK. I proceeded to get dressed while Anthony fiddled with his cameras and computer. By the time I finished dressing he was ready to show me the photos. I was ready to leave and he offered to dump the whole series to my communicator so I could look at them at my leisure. I let him have my communicator and he passed everything into it.
He picked up an envelope from his work table and I watched him take some money from his wallet and place it in the envelope. He held it out offering it to me,"I don't know what is normal procedure, but I'd like you to have this aside from what I paid Jerry. And I hope you'll come back again. I'd like to have some more photos of you."
I took it and thanked him. I called for a hovercab to take me home. He came down to the street with me apologizing a couple more times before the cab arrived. I assured him again there was no problem. At least not with him. I really wanted to get home and relax to try and sort out how I felt being bound helpless. That night I finally got to sleep determined to research the web on the subjects of bondage and fantasies when I felt fresh in the morning.
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story continues in An Ensign's Fantasies 10
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