Lost & Found by Nat Cameron
Samantha had disappeared into the predictability of her life. She felt as if she had been sleepwalking through the last years of her marriage. Walking away, had been the right decision, but it had been hard on her family, and on her.
Id been way too vulnerable, she said to herself as she tried to understand and forgive herself for the disastrous relationship she jumped into shortly after her divorce. From day one, Bobby was so attractive, intense, seductive, yet incapable of connecting with the people in his life. Although he had trusted her enough to tell her why, she had known he was incapable of any kind of emotional intimacy. But they connected so beautifully when they had sex. She loved the sex, the lust that had been missing from her life for so many years. Eventually with Bobby, she began to explore her fantasies. When the inevitable happened, when the sex stopped and Bobby withdrew, Sam had felt more pain than the divorce had caused. The brightest light causes the darkest shadows had been her way of summing up that tumultuous time with Bobby; the beautiful stranger.
After all of these events, Sams decision to try on-line dating brings cautious optimism and many friends with all kinds of advice. She hopes to find a man who will combine Bobbys passion with the emotional connection she knows she will always have with her ex-husband Jeff, even though they had slowly grown apart.
Sam lets herself take the ultimate risk again, discovering a connection that is exciting and safe enough for her to love deeply and explore her kinkiest, most intimate sexual fantasies and secrets.
Heterosexual, Bisexual, Lesbian scenes of BDSM, Bondage, Spanking and Pet Girl Fantasies, Non-consensual, Humiliation, Punishment
“Open your legs,” he whispers, “no one can see.”
“What about Jinhai?” she asks breathlessly.
“He’s not coming back. He’s giving us some privacy. I told him when I made the arrangements we’re not having dessert, not here anyway…open!” he says.
Sam opens her legs. John’s hand strokes her inner thigh just above her knee and then it travels to the skin just above her stockings. He draws his breath in. “Baby, your skin is so soft,” he says quietly as he strokes her repeatedly. Sam is transfixed.
“I can’t wait to get you home.” John’s lust is unmistakable. “Come, let’s get a cab,” he says as an order she is delighted to follow.
“Don’t we have to pay?”
“Taken care of, I got here early and settled it all up.”
Sam smiles at John as he helps pull her chair out. She finds it hard to stop looking at him. They hail a taxi and anticipate the evening to come as they travel to his building. When they are alone in the elevator approaching his apartment, John moves very close to Sam. He holds her tightly and kisses her deeply while grinding her with his thigh, raising her skirt and exposing the garters and the wide seams of the stockings.
“What if somebody comes on?” she asks, her face flushed bright pink.
“They’ll wish they could have what we’re having,” he answers and they both laugh. When John opens the apartment door, they enter and everything is dark except the city lights, which are visible beyond his living room. He takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom. Walking ahead of her, he turns on a bedside lamp and soft light infuses the room. They stand facing each other beside the bed.
He whispers into her ear with an intensity she has never heard before, “I’m going to give you what you need, what you are aching for…but let me be clear about this, I am in charge now. You are going to do exactly as you are told. Show me you know how to be a good girl, show me the proper submissiveness and respect, or, make no mistake, you will pay! Do I make myself clear?”
“Take your shoes off and that skirt has got to go, too,” he says in a firm, matter-of-fact way.
Sam kicks her shoes off.
“What do you say?” he asks
“Perhaps a good, hard spanking will help you to remember your manners. Is that what you want?”
He ignores her response. “Now, go to the bed and lie down on your back.”
“Hands up,” he says to Sam when she lies down. “Don’t move.”
Sam lies on the bed with her hands raised above her head. She lies still as ordered. John goes into the bathroom and returns a few minutes later.
“Hmmmmm, maybe now you can be reigned in a little,” he teases as he stands looking down at Sam on the bed, his erection obvious and stiff inside his pants.
In his hands he holds black metal hand cuffs and a black blindfold. The sound of the metal-on-metal, cuffs excites her. John quickly places one cuff around her right wrist and tightens it. He then puts the chain behind one of the wooden slats on the headboard, places the left one around her left wrist, and tightens it. She loves the sound of the cuffs tightening, immobilizing her hands. Without speaking, he places the blindfold over her eyes.
“What have we here?” John asks as he touches Sam’s panties, stroking them up and down repeatedly. “You’re all wet. Are you excited?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Yes, sir, I am.”
“You are what?”
“I am excited, sir.”
“How do I know you are excited?”
“My panties are wet, sir.”
“Mmmm, yea… they are,” he says as he continues to stroke her, taking his time, relishing his position of power and control. He moves her panties aside and sees the soft outer lips of her pussy, her clit and her inner lips, only partly visible inside them. He has a good, long look. He then gently teases her clit with his fingers, slowly, giving her little amounts of pleasure one stroke at a time. She is moving herself against him.
“Patience, baby, you are a naughty little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes I am, sir.”
“I am a naughty little slut, sir.”
His finger gently teases her G spot just inside of her opening until he plunges it deep inside and removes it, soaking wet. He strokes her labia and teases her before returning to her clit where he strokes her gently from side to side adding to her tormented, aching pleasure. Sam begins to moan softly.
“Mmmmmn, you are becoming quite red and swollen I see,” he says as he looks intently at all of her secrets, so entirely exposed and open to him as one hand holds her panties aside and the other tantalizes her clit. He places her panties back and smoothing them he then traces the slit between her outer lips with the tip of his thumb, revealing her folds through the thin layer of cotton. He continues to stroke her.
“Lift your ass up, now!” his sharp tone sends waves of excitement through Sam’s body. She delightedly complies. John slides her panties off and in a proprietary way, pushes his index and middle finger into her pussy which is very tight and very, very wet. He enters into her forcefully and she receives him so eagerly, imagining his thick cock soon to be inside of her.
“Suck!” he commands, after placing both fingers inside of her mouth. The pressure of Sam’s sucking mouth on John’s fingers is hardening his cock still further.
“You taste good, n’est-ce-pas?”
“Oui monsieur,” Sam says with a giggle.
“Open your legs wide!”
John kneels, placing himself between Sam’s legs. He begins unbuttoning her blouse starting with the bottom button. As he continues, the blouse falls open revealing her soft, white skin. He strokes her belly, seeing how her hip bones jut out under the garter belt.
“Now those lovely little titties need to be included in our party, don’t they, my love?” The way John alternates between stern commands and tenderness, makes Sam feel as if she could submit to his will, love him and play with him forever.
“They certainly do, sir.”
“Oh, you are sure of yourself, aren’t you?”
“I certainly am, sir. I want you so much!” He leans down and tenderly kisses her cheek.
“Let’s see what I can do to pleasure your beautiful breasts.”
His hands open the clasp at the front of her bra revealing her breasts as the cups fall away to her sides.
He whispers in a voice quiet and filled with lust, “Mmmmmm, I want you in my mouth,” he said as he places his lips around her nipple and sucks. His hand pinches her other nipple in a matching rhythm.
“Oh…I could come just from this, sir.”
“You’ll come when I tell you to, is that clear?”
“Mmmmm,” John moves his body so that he is no longer between Sam’s open legs and his voice is again stern and business-like. “Put your legs together.”