Blindfold & Handcuffs

"Check your closet," Rory had told her. "The hat box, in the back."

A shiver went down Alex's spine. That was when she knew he had planned this. How long ago? When? Weeks, maybe. And he so knew how much she liked surprises. The thrill and excitement.

The hat box was an old thing, the hat long gone, taken by a summer breeze on one of their first dates. Alex pulled it down and felt the weight of it. Surprised at that. She hadn't had occasion to open this in months. There was a clink as she brought it down, of metal on metal. Excitement built inside her as she pulled off the lid...and then let it and her arm fall to the side.

There was a bed of pink tissue paper...and inside, two pairs of very professional-looking handcuffs and keys, all gleaming steel, and a black leather half-mask that would cover the eyes, forehead, and cheeks, to be cinched tight with cords.

"How?" Alex whispered. "How did you know?"

Two fingers slid between her thighs from behind. Rubbed right across her slit. Like a mechanic who needed to check the oil. Alex swallowed hard. Her engine was definitely running, and well-lubricated.

"I put it together. The way you watched certain movies. Books on your bookshelf. Once, you left your laptop open...oh, I didn't pry, but I saw the tabs, googled the websites. How long have you wanted to play this way?"

Alex sucked in air. "It started...when I was on my own for the first time. When I could finally indulge myself with pornography. See what it was all about. I was just so...fascinated...by the artistry of it all. I wondered, sometimes...but how do you even broach the subject with someone? Just tell them 'I want you to tie me up and fuck me like...'"

"Ssssh," Rory hushed. He reached around her and took the box from her hand. "You don't have to ask. Not tonight. No, tonight you do as you're told. You want to be a good girl, yes?"

"Yes," Alex said, a little breathlessly.

"Your safeword," Rory said. "Is 'phoenix.' Say it back to me."

"Phoenix," Alex reported. Her stomach fluttered. Still not sure this was really happening. How she felt about it. She had dreamed about bondage play for so long, but to actually do it...required a kind of trust in a partner she had never managed.

Not until now. Not until Rory.

"If at any point you need to stop," he said. "For any reason. If it hurts, if you have to pee, to scratch your nose, anything. Your mouth will be free the whole time. The rest of your body..."

Rory's chuckle made her toes curl.

He left the mask for last.

The first order of business was getting Alex into position. Her back screamed at her as, with her back against the bed, he pressed her legs back and back, until Alex could tuck them under her shoulders. Bent double, ass and pussy exposed. The first set of cuffs went about her ankles, and the second about her hands...which were positioned under her ass. Not as flexible as she used to be, Alex knew her body would scream at her in the morning...but for the moment, she was too excited to care about back spasms later.

Rory made she she got a good view of her own pussy, utterly unprotected, before the mask slipped into place. Cinched behind her.

"Not too tight?" he said. "You'll get a headache, if it is. Wiggle your fingers and toes. Make sure we haven't cut off circulation to anything important."

Alex did as she was told.

"Good," he said...and for a moment it sunk into Alex that Rory could do anything to her. Absolutely anything.

Yet for a long moment, nothing happened. Alex waited there for him to touch her, kiss her, fuck her, spank her, anything. Without sight, unable really to move, her sense of time immediately began to disassociate...but she could hear. There was a soft clunk as a drawer opened. Alex turned her head this way and that, trying to triangulate where Rory was, what he was doing...and then she realized he had gone to that drawer.

Since she had gotten with Rory, Alex hadn't felt the need to dip into her sex toy drawer as often. She barely had to scratch her pussy for him to offer to eat her out. Some weekends, when they both stayed at home, she just walked around in a t-shirt so he'd always have access. Still, like any grown woman, Alex liked to have a few options available...and those were now tools in Rory's arsenal of love.

Alex smiled at her own turn of phrase. Then she heard the pop of a cap, felt cool lube pour onto her exposed pussy...and ass.

"I...I haven't done much anal," Alex said, and heard the nervousness in her own voice. "I mean, I cleaned myself out, but I've never done anything more than a finger..."

Rory said nothing. But she heard him rummage around. Alex's mind filled with thoughts of what she had. A couple of egg vibes, an Hitachi massager, three dildos of different sizes.

The rip of tape knocked her out of her mental cataloging. Then the hard plastic of a vibrating egg pressed against her left nipple, held down by tape. The performance was repeated on her left nipple. Rory worked carefully, methodically, as he did when he measured the angles on a corner of the house. The Hitachi wand was laid along her stomach, so long that the handle nestled between her breasts, and taped down carefully so that the head pressed against her clit.

Click. Click. Click.

The vibrators hummed into life, and Alex let out a little gasp. The electric rumble of the motors stimulated all three erogenous zones at once. That was something Alex hadn't tried before...and Rory was only getting started.

"This dildo...the smallest one. Purple. It has a vibrator in it too," Rory said aloud.

"Yes," Alex said.

"Pussy or ass?" he said, voice pleasant.

"I...I don't care!" Alex said, as excitement built inside of her. Rory was going to fuck her with her own toys.

"Ass it is, then." He said, and Alex felt the slim, hard plastic of the little tube against her well-lubed little hole. Rory pushed it in slowly, and she wondered if he watched her face as he did it, because at one point the four-inch little dildo paused and he added a dollop of more lube. Pulled and pushed it in a little bit, just to see her body begin to shake, and then he pushed it all the way inside until only the flared base was outside.

Click.

"Hnnn," Alex said as her ass began to hum. The little vibe was something she normally used on her pussy, especially during her period because it was easier to clean; she could even wear it under her panties and just walk around in it. Now it was up her ass, and her pussy felt...neglected.

"Now, this middle one...it's about the size of my cock, wouldn't you say?"

"Y-yes," Alex said, and was glad that the half-mask covered her blushing cheeks. Rory wasn't hugely endowed, and one of the things that made them so compatible sexually was that his cock was just about the size of her go-to favorite. The glass rod that she'd had for years. Sometimes when she had to travel, she packed it in her back and slid it in and out of her at night, eyes closed as she rubbed her clit, and thought of Rory fucking her.

"This one also goes...up the ass."

"What!?" Alex ejaculated. "You can't...it won't fit..."

"We'll see," Rory said, and she felt lube drip onto her bottom-hole...and then the smooth hard, rounded tip of the dildo pressed at the pink edge of her sphincter.

It was a challenge, as he pressed harder, and slowly pushed in the edge of her rectum. Alex quivered in discomfort as her asshole was stretched. The safeword swam into her mind. She could end this anytime...and oddly, that made her hang on longer. The knowledge that she could escape at any time made it a personal challenge. How much could she take?

More than she thought, as it turned out. Her toes curled as the glass dildo slid into her ass, stretched her bottom-hole out even wider. Rory went exceedingly slow and gentle, always added a little more lube. Yet the buzz of the vibrator in her ass pressed against the glass dildo as well, and combined with the attack on her nipples and clit, Alex could hardly stand it. The whole thing was too intense...

"There you are, love. What a trooper," Rory said in admiration as the second dildo, longer and thicker than the first, slid in as deep as it could go nestled against the smaller, slimmer vibrating dildo. Alex panted, and instinctively clenched and unclenched her pussy. Her ass was too stretched to even push out the toys inside.

One more and he'd break me, Alex thought, her heart a-flutter.

Then she felt his thumb rub against her labia. Alex felt her breath come in small pants, the vibrations of the massager pressed against her clit echoed through her pussy, which was leaking like crazy.

"I want you to know something," Rory said, as he rubbed both thumbs up and down her slit. "I never believed in love at first sight. I thought relationships built up slowly...that first initial infatuation, then a gradually growing, deepening emotional connection. But that's not us, is it? Because from the first...the very first...I wanted to be with you."

Rory peeled her lips open with his thumbs. Instinctively, Alex flexed her pussy.

"When I got to know you, it was everything I hoped for. Except for one thing."

The tip of his swollen cock rubbed against her hole.

"There's a part of myself I've never been able to share with anyone else. That I kept secret from even you. I didn't want to lose what we had. But I had to hope...which is why I bought the handcuffs. To see how you'd react. If you and I really were the same."

He pushed in. With the dildoes in her ass, Alex was tighter than before. There just wasn't that much room inside of her. Yet Rory wasn't as gentle as he normally was. Alex grunted as he pushed into her, more roughly than ever. His hands grabbed the back of her knees and **** her legs back a little more, her already-tense muscles pushed to the brink of pain...and then he bottomed out inside of her.

"Do it," Alex panted. "Fuck...fucking fuck me! Do it! Do whatever you want. Fuck my pussy, my ass, my face. Cum wherever you want. Flush my birth control! I don't care...as long as it's you, I don't...I want..."

She gulped. Rory hadn't moved. His cock jumped inside of her. Alex was on the edge. She could feel it.

"Do you...want to impregnate me?" she said, and even to her own ears her voice sounded small and soft.

"In time," Rory said. "Absolutely. For tonight..."

Click.

The Hitachi massager slipped into its most intense mode.

"Cum for me."

Rory began to move. His cock, slick with lube, pushed in and out of her tight hole at a faster pace than their typical lovemaking. He pushed himself harder, rougher. Balls slapped against the dildoes stuffed in Alex's ass. Cockhead punched as deep into her cunt as it could...and Alex felt herself slip into some mode where she was just there. Utterly focused, utterly present, but powerless, her muscles tenched, unable to do anything. Passive but stimulated beyond anything she had ever experienced in her life up to this point.

Alex wasn't surprised when she slipped over the edge. When the pumping prick and intense vibrations melded together into an intense exultation that made her twisted body strain and shake. That **** animal noises and grunts from her throat. Clamped her cunt even tighter around her lover's cock as he only sped up, turned on by her climax.

No, what surprised Alex was that as soon as she reached her peak, had a moment to breathe, the next one started. She had heard of mutlple orgasms...but she had never experienced it. Yet now, it wasn't a matter of being able to cum.

It was that she couldn't stop.

A keening wail filled Alex's ears, above the hum of the vibrators and Rory's boar-like grunts. In the dark behind her mask, Alex couldn't stop the brain-blanking waves that roared throughout her body. Every muscle was pushed to its limit, every nerve seemed to sing, and Rory humped her defenseless cunt like a goat in heat.

Something hot and sticky dribbled out of her pour abused fuckhole and down over the dildos in her overstretched ass, but Rory kept pumping on. Alex's throat grew hoarse, her hands balled into fists so that the nails dug into her palms, and for a while she thought her clit and nipples would go numb.

Time lost all meaning. She was three holes, suspended in darkness, two of them fucked so hard and fast and yet it seemed to go on and one forever. Until at last Rory collapsed on top of her, sweaty dead weight, his softening prick spilled out of her jizz-filled cunt.

When Alex finally realized what was making the sound, she stopped.

Hoarsely, she whispered:

"Phoenix."

Exhausted as he was from the marathon fuck-session, Rory immediately grabbed the keys and unlocked the cuffs. Alex's body unfolded painfully, and she pulled the vibrators off of her nipples herself as he untied her mask. The wand and the dildo in her poor overstretched ass still vibrated away, and Alex fumbled at their controls with sweat-slick fingers.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?" His voice was completely different now, all authority gone, all concern and worry.

The vibrator in her ass still buzzed away as she rolled over and pulled him into a kiss.

"I just need a little break," she whispered, after she took her tongue out of his mouth. "To pee."

He sat on the bed and watched her stagger, knock-kneed, toward the bathroom. One hand over her pussy to keep his jizz from dripping on the carpet.

Seated on the toilet, the toll of their rough lovemaking soon became evident. Her ass hurt. Back ached. She pissed into the bowl as his seed oozed out of her in what seemed an endless stream...and Alex's eyes went to the little pill-counter on the side of the sink.

One day, Rory had said. A part of her thought about flushing the pills right now. Then "one day" might be sooner than he thought.

Her tongue touched her lips. It was a thought.

When she emerged, the toilet swirled behind her. She smiled at her lover, who sat on the bed, idly stroking himself back into hardness. Alex licked her lips.

"Round two," she said, and reached for the handcuffs. "But this time, I want to cuff you..."

Rory smiled. There was something more than relief in that smile. It was the smile of a sailor who had finally come into sight of his home port, after a long and arduous journey. Alex smiled the same smile back to him. They were two people who had found they wanted the same things...and their lives would never, ever be the same.