Serina

Serena: Part 1

 

 

Escape: The Game

 

Chapter 1

They say that the reality rarely lives up to the fantasy especially when it comes to sexual situations and I suppose that’s true in a lot of cases. But the stars had aligned to make a long time fantasy of mine come true and I just couldn’t bring myself to forego fulfilling it. As criminal as it was it would’ve been even more criminal to pass it up, at least in my mind.

My step daughter Serena had gotten herself into a world of trouble financially. Between her six figure student loans, her rent plus other living expenses and the fact that her job paid barely $18 an hour there was no way she could make ends meet so she’d taken to coming to me for money to supplement her income. She’d already come to me twice to the tune of $1000 and now she was looking for another $500. While I could afford it I wasn’t happy about it. I felt like she was taking advantage of the situation and I decided that if she could take advantage of it then so could I.

Serena had lived with her mother and me for 3 years before she went off to college and a couple more after she finally graduated. During that time she’d never made even a hint of an advance towards me nor had I towards her. I think I might’ve kissed on the top of her head a couple of times but nothing more. Nevertheless her lithe cheerleader body and creamy complexion had always been a turn on. She’d never acted or dressed very provocatively that I’d ever seen although she knew what looked good on her and could sex it up without crossing the line into slutty.

She was 25 and kept in amazing shape with regular cross fit training, running and weight training. She was 5’1″ and about 102 pounds with big blue eyes, long blond hair and a nicely rounded peach shaped ass. The only area where she lacked was what can only be generously described as A cup breasts. Serena really didn’t need to wear a bra at all but she never went out in public without one on. I actually think she wore them to increase her size. Nevertheless, I’d seen her in a bikini several times and it never failed to give me a hard on which obviously can be somewhat awkward in certain situations.

And so I’d decided today was the day, my wife was out of town, preparations had been made, Serena had been called and I was ready to take things to the next level for lack of a better term. To say I was a little nervous would be an understatement so when the front door opened and Serena walked in my heart skipped a beat or two. She looked like she was dressed to go workout: shorts, t-shirt with sports bra and tennis shoes. Nothing fancy, nothing sexy but very appealing nonetheless.

“Hey what’s up? I just came by to pick up the check. You said you had it ready.”

“Yeah, it’s ready but you and I need to have a little chat first so go ahead and sit down.”

I’m sure Serena thought this was going to be one of those ‘this is the last time’ talks so while she didn’t actually roll her eyes I thought I caught a little sigh when she sat on the sofa across from me and her facial expression pretty much said, ‘Here we go’.

“So we’re looking at $1500 that you’ve gotten from us” I began the conversation, “and since you’re making a little over $18 an hour it seems to me you owe us about 2 weeks’ worth of work.”

Serena looked a little surprised but replied, “Oh, you mean like cleaning the bathrooms and stuff?”

“Not exactly what I had in mind” I thought. “No we don’t need that sort of help” I said.

“Well then what is it you mean?” Serena inquired with a puzzled look on her face.

“Let’s go upstairs and I can show you” I said as I got up from the couch. I needed to get her upstairs where the room was prepared without arousing her suspicions too much. Having to manhandle her up the stairs wasn’t in the plan.

Still sporting the puzzled look Serena got up and began following me up the stairs. “What’s upstairs?” she asked.

“Well for one thing the check”. I answered as I continued down the hallway towards the spare bedroom. She was definitely hesitant now but she was still moving in the right direction.

“Why is it in the spare bedroom?” I could hear the hesitancy in her voice now as she turned and looked at me with a slight frown on her face. The bedroom had actually been her room when she came back to live with us after college. It contained a simple twin bed, a nightstand and a set of dresser drawers. It hadn’t changed much since she’d lived there so I was hoping she’d be less suspicious because it was familiar. As I said, the goal wasn’t to physically force her into anything; it was to get her to submit of her own volition albeit under duress.

“The check is in the nightstand” I said pointing, “but before you get it you and I are going to play a little game.”

Now I could see her suspicions begin to increase. I mean who can blame her? She was standing in a bedroom with her step father and he’s talking about playing games. “What kind of game?” she asked hesitantly.

“Probably not what you’re thinking right now” I answered being as truthful as I could. I was actually totally sure she had no idea what I had in mind and I was pretty sure I knew what she was thinking. I could read her body language and it told me she wanted out of the room as fast as possible. “It’s a game where I tie you up and you try to escape” I said as confidently as I could.

“What! No!” she exclaimed as she took a step towards the door. It was only a small spare bedroom so she was out the door in two steps.

“OK, that’s fine so I guess you don’t really need the check” I said as she cleared the doorway and headed out into the hall. She hesitated for a second but kept going around the corner. She would have reached the stairs by now but I didn’t hear her footsteps anymore. I waited for a few seconds thinking, “Oh well, it was a nice try” when I saw her coming slowly back down the hallway towards the bedroom.

I could see the tears forming in her eyes as she stopped in the doorway. “I really need that money. I can’t even pay my rent” she said, her voice thick, her bottom lip quivering.

Normally I don’t do well when a woman cries and for a split second I considered relenting right there and just giving up but something inside told me I was really close to reaching the prize.

“Well I told you what you need to do to get it” I said in a no nonsense tone.

She stood there for a few seconds with tears running down her cheeks before she collected herself and looked at me. “It’s too weird. Why do you want to tie me up anyway” she asked. “What if I just tell mom why you wouldn’t give me the check? What would you do then?”

“Then I’d just tell her you were going through another one of your episodes.”

Serena had been through a couple of minor crises during college resulting from too little sleep, too much stress and she’d ended up hallucinating in a very public manner. It hadn’t been pleasant for her or anyone close to her. Another sob escaped her as she hung her head knowing that I was right. Like I said before this was pretty much a perfect storm of opportunity for me and I could sense I was gaining the advantage.

“As far as why, well I’ve always been into tied up women. My favorite episodes of Batman were when Batgirl got captured and tied up by the villain. I tied up my girlfriend for the first time when I was 18 and I was hooked. I’m not into pain or whipping or even spanking. For me especially now the challenge is tying a woman up and seeing if she can escape. Believe it or not it’s not that easy to tie someone up where they can’t eventually get free.”

All of this was true if not the full story and Serena stood there looking at me with her big, wet eyes. I imagined she was having difficulty not only processing her conundrum but also the fact that her step father isn’t who she thought he was. She took her hand off the doorframe and folded her arms across her chest. “So you tie me up and I try to escape, is that it?” she finally asked.

“I tie you up and you try to escape” I confirmed.

“Just tie me up, right?”

“Look I’ve told you several times now, I won’t hurt you. You either decide to do it or you can leave…without the check” I answered carefully avoiding the actual question. There was no way I was “just” going to tie her up.

“Can I think about it?” she asked obviously stalling for time.

“Sure, you have fifteen seconds. There’s no reason to stall” I replied. I felt like I needed to get her to make the commitment quickly before she turned it over too much in her mind. The need for the money had stopped her from leaving once but I didn’t want to give her time for recrimination or to come up with more excuses.

“Alright I’ll do it but only because I need the money. I still think it’s really creepy” she finally acquiesced.

“You’re entitled to think whatever you want as long as you cooperate. Now come in here, turn around and put your hands behind your back” I commanded as I reached for the top drawer of the dresser and pulled out a wrapped extra-long bundle of white cotton rope.

Chapter 2

Serena hesitated for a long minute and looked hard at the rope bundle before she stepped into the room past me and stood facing the window with her hands behind her back. She was still hiccupping a little from her crying.

I knew once I got her hands tied I was in the home stretch. That’s why cops get people in handcuffs so quickly, because they know they have complete control at that point. Earlier I’d taken the rope and doubled it before wrapping it up so it took me only a few seconds to get it ready. I made a loop at one end and quickly slipped it over Serena’s wrists and up her forearms before pulling it tight. She jumped a little when I touched her but stayed silent. As I started wrapping and tying I explained the rules at least as far as she needed to know, of course.

“Now a couple of things: first I want to reiterate that there’s no pain involved in this game, I’m not going to hurt you in any way. However in any game like this it’s always good to have what’s known as a safe word. Have you ever heard of a safe word?” Serena sniffled and shook her head, “No” was all she said.

“Well a safe word is a word you use if for some reason the game gets too intense and you want it to stop. I repeat that there’s no pain involved with this game but it’s always best to have a safe word just in case. If you use your safe word then the game stops immediately. Period. Your safe word is Red. Do you understand?”

Serena nodded, “Yes” she said.

“Good, what’s your safe word?”

“Red”

I continued to wrap coils around her wrists then loop the rope through her arms and around the coils as I talked to her. The rope was so long that it took time to get it around and through. I may have exaggerated a little about the challenge of tying someone up so they can’t escape. There was really no chance of Serena getting loose.

“Have you ever been tied up before Serena?” I asked just to kill a little more time. “No!” she replied indignantly turning her head back to try to look at me. Even though she was over 25 she’d only had a couple of serious boyfriends and they seemed pretty vanilla to me so I wasn’t too surprised. I also thought it was a good thing since she really had no idea what to expect once she was helpless. Tying only really ends with the tying in the movies.

“OK then here’s the rest of the rules: I only get one rope and one shot at this. I don’t get to come back and tighten the knots or add any more rope. If you get loose you get the check and go home. If you don’t get loose on your own I untie you and you get the check and go home. You win either way. The only way you don’t get the check is if you use your safe word. If you use the safe word then the game stops, I untie you and you go home without the check. Clear?”

“So I get punished if I use the safe word?” she asked sounded irritated.

“Yes, if you use the safe word then you’re ending the game prematurely and I’m not paying you if you bail out.”

“And how long does this game last” she asked.

I looked at her outfit and calculated. “Let’s say 30 minutes” I said with a slight smirk. Fortunately Serena had her back to me and couldn’t see my face.

I finished tying up her wrists with a knot that she wouldn’t be able to reach with her finger tips and said, “OK hands are done now lie on the bed, face down.”

“Wait you didn’t say anything about the bed!” Serena protested.

“I’m not getting on the bed but you are. I have to tie your feet or you could just walk out! Now lie on your stomach and bend your knees up” I answered. I’d purposely left the rope extra-long so I could use one piece of rope for the whole tie. I had control of her now and I didn’t want to hassle with another rope.

Giving me a rather intense ‘fuck off and die’ stare she turned, lay face down on the bed and turned her head away from me. “Good now bend your knees up towards your butt” I instructed.

Serena had been a cheerleader all through high school and for a couple of years in college. She was what they called a ‘flyer’, the ones they throw up in the air so she was small and light and very flexible and I knew it wouldn’t be a strain for her to be hogtied. In fact it might even give her a slightly better chance to escape. I chuckled to myself as that possibility flitted through my mind. “No way in hell” I thought “I own this little bitch now” That thought almost made me laugh out loud.

I grabbed both of her ankles as she started to bend them up and folded them until they just touched her fingers. She jumped a little but didn’t protest as I pulled the 2 ends of the ropes I had left long and began the looping and wrapping process high up on her ankles and working my way down towards her feet. Cotton rope doesn’t stretch so her feet stayed where I put them. She would be able to touch the ropes around her ankles in fact with her flexibility she might even be able to grab the ropes but the knots would be on the wrong side for her to work on them causing her a lot of frustration. I was OK with that.

“Good I think that’s got it, now for one last thing” I said as I went back over to the dresser and retrieved a bright red ball gag out of the drawer. Serena has a fairly small mouth and I had to get one that would fit all the way inside past her teeth. I also needed one that had sturdy straps that wouldn’t stretch and let her spit it out. I’d been 100% truthful when I told her that I had no plans to hurt her and quite honestly the gag was more for show but still, if you’re going to do something might as well do it right.

Serena still had her head turned away from me towards the wall but she whipped it around when I knelt on the mattress. Seeing the gag her eyes popped wide open. “Wait, what is that for?” she exclaimed.

“Just something to keep you quiet” I answered. “Now open your mouth!” She started to turn her head away but I grabbed her by the hair and gave it a tug to keep her from turning. “Be a good girl and just open your mouth. It won’t hurt”

“You pulled my hair!” she cried. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me!”

“I’m not going to hurt you, now open your mouth and let me put this in so we can get started. The sooner you start the game the sooner it’s over” I said sternly.

She gave me another dirty look but opened her mouth so I could get the gag in deeply. I pushed it past her teeth being careful not to let her bite me and then I lifted her hair up and wrapped the straps around the back of her head and buckled them. Then I pulled on the edges of the ball to make sure she couldn’t spit it out. I stepped back to admire my handiwork, took out my cell and snapped a couple of pictures from different angles.

“Alright, the clock starts now Serena. I’ll be back to check on you in exactly five minutes.”

I knew as I walked out of the room she probably wouldn’t struggle too much maybe a little just to test the ropes but then she’d figure all she had to do was just lay there tied up for half an hour and then I’d untie her, give her the money and off she’d go. She was a little naive.

Chapter 3

Five minutes passed pretty slowly. I’d gone into the bedroom next door which I’d turned into an office and relaxed in a chair. My pulse rate was probably sky high and I actually felt a little light headed. It had been a real adrenaline rush getting to the current situation with my cute, little, blonde step daughter hogtied on the bed in the next room and the thought of what was to come only added to the intensity. I closed my eyes, took a couple of deep breaths to clear my head and looked at the clock: three minutes to go. I listened carefully but didn’t hear any sounds at all coming from the other room. It was all quiet. One minute to go until the game really began.

Finally the clock ran out and I walked back into the room. Serena was lying on the bed exactly as I’d left her five minutes ago. I don’t think she’d even moved her head. The only movement was her flexing her ankles making her feet move up and down.

“Apparently I haven’t impressed upon you the sense of urgency in this situation have I, Serena? The game isn’t Serena lies there tied up for thirty minutes until I untie her. The idea is you try to escape”

She didn’t respond with so much as a twitch so I stepped over to the bed and grabbed one of her shoes. I untied the lace and pulled it off then reached for the other foot and repeated the process exposing her ankle sock clad feet. While I was doing this Serena squirmed and tried to talk around the gag. I was able to make out “What are you doing?” or words to that effect but the urgency of her tone was unmistakable.

“Well I could tell you I’m just making you more comfortable but I’ve been trying to be honest with you so I’m going to say that you need to work a little harder trying to get loose? Understand?”

I snapped a few more photos and without giving her too much time to contemplate my words I said, “Clock is running. See you in five minutes” as I walked back out the door.

Once again the clock seemed to drag. The excitement of thinking what was going on in the next room and the next steps were giving me honest to god cold sweats. I sat in my office chair and took more deep breaths to calm myself. So far this reality was even better than the fantasy. I thought I heard a couple of soft grunts and mattress squeaks from the next room which was a good sign. It meant that maybe she had started to grasp the stakes involved. The question really was how far could I push this before the money wasn’t enough? How far could I go until she used the safe word? I looked at the clock; guess it was time to find out.

This time it was obvious that she’d been struggling. The bedspread was mussed and Serena was actually lying on her side facing towards the edge of the bed. She looked at me with wide eyes as I walked in.

“Well that’s better but I see you haven’t made much headway yet” I observed as I inspected her bonds. Her fingers were still scrabbling at the ropes on her ankles trying to find purchase but the knots were as tight as when I’d tied them. Reaching down I grabbed the toe of one sock and pulled it off in one motion, rinse and repeat for the other foot. Her cute little toes curled up like they were trying to hide. Serena made a little sound from behind her gag that could have been “oh” or “no”, I really couldn’t tell which.

I took a few seconds to admire just how tightly she could be tied. Even if she could use her leg strength to pull on the ropes around her wrist she couldn’t get any momentum up because her calves were so close to her thighs and her hands were actually underneath her feet.

More photos were taken and I left the room with the words, “Five minutes”

The sounds of struggles intensified now. I could hear more grunting and a slight keening every so often as well as mattress squeaks. It was a serious turn on along with the fact that after my next visit there would absolutely be no doubt in Serena’s mind what was in store for her. This was where the game really became exciting. Would this be the end? Would she say “Red!” and stop the game? What was going through her mind right now? There are lots of people who love being tied up. They find it titillates them to be helpless. Some don’t discover it until later in life when they find the right partner who can safely fulfill their fantasies. I firmly believe there are a lot more who don’t even know they might enjoy bondage.

Regardless the five minutes had expired and it was time. I reached into my desk drawer and pulled out a pair of utility scissors, the kind without a sharp point but with razor sharp blades and went next door.

The bedspread was a mess now. Serena had been squirming and twisting trying to get some sort of leverage on her bonds. Of course it had done no good whatsoever and while the rope may have stretched a little the knots were still tight, her limbs immobile.

Serena heard me walk in and twisted her head around to look at me. Her eyes bulged when she saw the scissors in my hand. It sounded like she said, “What are those for?” although that’s hard to say for sure but the “unh uh, unh uh” wasn’t hard to interpret. She was also shaking her head back and forth which since her long hair was already a little messy was rather sexy.

“Relax Serena” I said. “I’m not going to hurt you. I made you a promise and I’m keeping it. But if you had any doubt about how this game is played I’m going to remove it now along with your shirt” She settled down a little but continued to look wide eyed back and forth between my face and the scissors. I reached down to the bed, grabbed her arm and rolled her onto her back. It took a little effort but she’s a very small woman. Once I had her there I put my left hand on her stomach to keep her from squirming. She had amazing abs from all of the workouts. With the scissors in my right hand I slid the tip underneath her shirt and sliced my way up to her neck. The cloth cut like paper. Then I reached over and sliced each sleeve from cuff to neck. I rolled her back on her side, reached behind her and pulled off the remains of the shirt.

Serena began to cry again and I prepared myself for the word “Red” from behind her gag but she didn’t say anything. Instead she opened her eyes and looked at me with what I can only characterize as a look of defiance. In fact she even rolled onto her back and stared into my face as if to say, “Is this what you want? Well get an eyeful you bastard!”

I raised an eyebrow, took out my cell and snapped several pictures as she lay there with nothing but a sports bra covering her chest. I immediately realized what she was trying to do and that I needed to wrest back the control she was attempting to gain. A little psychological stress should do the trick so I took the scissors, held them up so she could see them and then placed them on the nightstand right next to the bed. She needed to understand who was really in control here.

I held up my right hand with my fingers splayed then wiggled them at her and walked out the door.

Once I was back in the office I let out a sigh of relief since we were still playing. I felt like we had crossed a threshold but we still had a ways to go. It wouldn’t take much for her to ‘tap out’. She may be feeling a spark of defiance right now but it could be easily quenched and then the safe word would appear. Again I could hear the sounds of struggle from the next room. It had been fifteen minutes however and fatigue had to be rearing its head. As the last minutes ticked by there seemed to be more frequent times of silence between the sounds of struggles. My own excitement had leveled off but began to ramp up as the clock wound down. Finally the five minutes was up.

Serena had succeeded in getting her body over towards the edge of the bed where the nightstand stood and she was laying on her side facing the nightstand which really made no sense since if she was going to pick up the scissors she would need to get her hands on them but who was I to judge? I walked over and picked up the scissors, “Is this what you’re after?” I chided.

She gave me yet another dirty look and turned her head to the side looking up at the ceiling. I pushed her over onto her back and she again turned her head so she could continue staring at the ceiling as if she could ignore me. I chuckled as I reached down and slid my finger under the leg on her shorts. I followed it with the scissors and sliced one leg up through the waistband and then the other. Then I pulled the front down and slid them out from under her butt. Underneath she wore a rather modest pair of French cut panties which I discovered as I rolled her back on her side were thong style. Very nice. She really did have a lovely ass even though it was mostly covered by her bound hands and feet and I simply couldn’t resist giving it a firm caress. I could tell she was holding back tears but she refused to actually sob which was fine with me, the goal wasn’t to make her cry after all.

“Well dear, you’re down to two garments. The good news is that’s only ten minutes so you’re nearing the end of the game and you still have a chance to escape. I’ll be back in five minutes and I’m betting I’m going to be seeing more of you than I ever have.”

I put the scissors back on the night stand snapped several pictures and then left the room.

Chapter 4

I walked back into the office amazed that the game was still on. Serena was half naked with the likely prospect of being at least topless and most likely completely naked in the very near future and she hadn’t used the safe word. Reality had officially eclipsed fantasy by a large margin and now I had to honestly contemplate how the rest of this game would go. What was going through her head? Why hadn’t she used the safe word? Was it really the money or were there some other factors at work here? How desperate for money did she have to be? The more I thought about it the more it intruded on the high I was on so I went back to focusing on what I could hear from the next room which wasn’t much at the moment and I looked at the pictures of Serena bound & ball gagged in nothing but a thong and a sports bra. Now that was sexy.

Five minutes elapsed rather quickly this time and I got up to go back into the other room. There was still not much in the way of noise emanating from inside so I wasn’t sure what to expect. As I walked in Serena lay quietly on her side. Her eyes met mine as I moved over to the nightstand and picked up the scissors. I stood looking down at her and tried to read her eyes. I couldn’t read defiance or apprehension, the best way I could describe it was anticipation but that could have been wishful thinking on my part. It might have just been plain old fear but as I started to roll her onto her back she actually did it herself.

“I guess you’re just not very good at this game Serena or maybe I’ve gotten better with my rope work but either way it’s time for you to pay the penalty” I said as I reached down and grasped the front of her bra. I glanced up at her face and I could see her working the gag. I anticipated hearing the word “Red” at any second and I think I actually hesitated an extra second because I was so sure but she didn’t utter a word. Her eyes stayed locked on mine only glancing down at her chest once. I pulled the bra up a little with my left hand while I slid the scissors under it right between the cups or what passes for cups on sports bras. The blades parted the fabric easily and the elastic snapped the bra open exposing one of her small breasts. Cutting the 2 straps came next and then I pulled the whole garment out from under her.

Surprisingly Serena didn’t make a sound while I was exposing her. Her tiny breasts were almost flat in this position but that wasn’t stopping me from enjoying them. They were creamy and very pale; Serena was much too modest to ever go topless even at a tanning booth. Her nipples were pink and quarter sized and quite erect at this point. I heard a slight intake of breath from her as I gently squeezed her left tit and pinched her nipple before moving to the right. Putting the scissors down I used both hands to fondle her cute little boobs, pinching her nipples between my thumbs and fingers and pulling on them.

After a minute or two I started to hear a change in Serena’s breathing and I noticed she had closed her eyes, “You have lovely breasts Serena, I’m glad I finally got to see them” I told her as I stopped fondling her. “You have five more minutes to escape then I’m coming back. You know what’s going to happen then”

A few more pictures and I left the room for the final time. The next time I went in Serena’s modesty would be completely gone. Entering the office I went straight for the desk drawer with the whiskey in it and poured myself a healthy shot. My pulse was pounding and I had a serious hard on. This whole thing was going better than I could have ever imagined. I still couldn’t believe Serena hadn’t used her safe word. Her step father had tied her up, stripped her topless, fondled her tits and was going to come back in and cut her panties off but she wasn’t giving in and unless I was seriously misreading it she actually might be enjoying it just a little.

I took a sip from the glass and felt that comforting burn roll down my throat. Opening up the photo app on my phone I looked at the most recent photos I’d taken with Serena topless. I zoomed in on her face to see if I could get any more feedback from her eyes. In the last photos they were half open looking at the camera but I really couldn’t read much more from the pictures. She could still use the safe word and end the game but at this point why would she, I reasoned. It was then I pretty much decided I would go for the gold. She could always say “Red” at any time and I would stop but things were just going too well not to try for the prize. Five minutes had elapsed and I got up and went back to her room.

Serena had rolled back onto her side a little, probably just to take some of the pressure off of her feet and legs. Undoubtedly they weren’t comfortable being bent up underneath her when she was on her back. She lay there very quietly but turned her head to watch me cross the room to the nightstand. She knew what I was going for. Her eyes followed me as I moved to the foot of the bed and grasped her knee and used it to roll her onto her back again. Her legs spread a little when I turned her and I could see the crotch of her panties clearly. I hadn’t spoken a word to this point, I didn’t see any reason to. We both knew what was going to happen. I slid the scissors along her hip under the waistband and squeezed the handles. They sliced through the thin fabric and elastic easily. Then I moved to the other side and did it again.

Serena lay there not moving at all, I could see her eyes watching me intently. I thought I could detect a little moistness in them but I couldn’t be sure. I stood there looking at her, the waistband was cut and the front of her panties rested loosely on top of her pussy. Like I had with her bra, I hesitated waiting for her to bail out although at this point I wasn’t really expecting her to. Finally I reached out and pulled the front of her panties up and out from under her and tossed them on the pile of butchered clothing that was all that remained of the clothes she arrived in. Serena’s entire outfit now consisted of the ropes securely holding her hands and feet and a red rubber ball gag.

Serena kept herself immaculately groomed and her pussy was no exception. I could just see a very narrow, blonde landing strip of pubic hair running down towards her pussy lips. Her legs were still closed but I couldn’t imagine there was much hair south of there. I walked back around the bed and sat down on the mattress next to Serena facing her head. This was what it all came down to. Could I close the deal right now or was this as far as the game went?

“It looks like I won Serena and while you know what would have happened if you won, you never asked me what my prize was if I won. Do you know what my prize is for winning?” I asked as I began toying with her breasts and nipples once again. Her tits were so soft and smooth and her nipples got hard so quickly. It was wonderful. “Hm mm” she said looking at me apprehensively.

“It’s you Serena, you’re my prize” I said as I moved my hand down her flat stomach, slid it over her landing strip and between her legs. Reflexively she squeezed her legs tighter to prevent my hand from actually reaching her pussy. Her eyes were wide as my words sunk in and my hand reached her most personal of spaces. I could see and feel her inhale and her mouth start to work and I thought to myself “Here we go”. I fully expected to finally hear her say “Red” and I’d have to untie her and let her go. Oh well, I’d had 30 minutes of fun and games and it was nice while it lasted. Instead she put her head back on the bed, looked up at the ceiling and closed her eyes. A small moan was the only sound she made.

Chapter 5

As Serena laid her head back I felt her legs relax allowing my hand to slide further down finally reaching her pussy lips which were soft and silky smooth. I’d been right about the hair situation; there wasn’t a follicle to be found. Just a hint of her inner lips protruded out past the outer lips at the bottom of her vagina otherwise it just beautifully clean and smooth. I rubbed my fingers gently over the outer lips several times from top to bottom and back up. I looked up at Serena’s face but she still had her head back and her eyes closed. I could feel a slight quickening of her breathing though.

With my right hand I continued playing with her breasts and nipples while I used my left to caress her pussy eliciting another moan from Serena. After a few more gentle strokes on the outside of her pussy and I began to slowly work my middle finger further inside. I parted her lips at the top of her crack and slid into her inner lips then on down to her pussy opening. I was a little surprised to find out how wet her pussy was as I pushed my finger inside it, not too far just far enough to wet the tip before I slid it back out and moved it back up until I reached her clit. I started running my freshly lubricated finger around her clit very gently at first then a little faster. Serena moaned loudly, spread her legs wider and arched her pelvis up to meet my hand.

Again I pushed down into her pussy coming back even wetter this time and back up to her clit which had become swollen with all the stimulation. A steady stream of moans and groans were coming from Serena now and her nipples were hard as diamonds, she even lifted her head and looked at me as if to say, “What are you doing to me?” before slamming it back on the mattress and arching her pelvis even more. Taking advantage of the angle I pushed my finger as deep into her pussy opening as I could until I ran out of finger and actually used it pulled her hips upwards. Serena said something from behind her gag that sounded suspiciously like “Oh my god!” and thrashed her head on the mattress.

I pulled my middle finger out of her hole and added my ring finger to the mix. Now I could sandwich her clit between two fingers as I rubbed them up and down her lips. Her clit became so swollen that I actually pinched it between my fingers and squeezed it firmly for just a second eliciting an actual squeal from my playmate as she practically bucked my hand off with her hips which was a testament to her flexibility since she was still bound tightly hand and foot. I responded by inserting both fingers into her pussy as far as they could go and pushing them in and out, finger fucking Serena. She arched her back so hard her tits flattened completely with just her nipples standing proud. She bucked her hips even more as she tried to meet my finger thrusts.

After several minutes my wrist began to get tired but Serena wasn’t. Even as I started to slow my thrusts she was trying to speed them up. I abandoned her breasts and slid myself down the bed further so that I could bend my elbow up to get a better angle. This also allowed me to use my right hand to play with her swollen clit while I continued to finger fuck her with my left. Apparently that put her over the top. She arched her back as far as it would go, thrust her pelvis hard onto my fingers and proceeded to have an orgasm that made her whole body shudder as she exclaimed over and over, “Oh, oh, oh, oh” from behind her gag. I could feel her pussy muscles spasm as a flood of her cum rushed past my fingers.

I extracted my fingers from her pussy and picked up what was left of her t-shirt to wipe off my hand. Serena was still in the throes of post orgasm so she didn’t resist at all as I rolled her over onto her stomach. I quickly started working on the knots that held her feet & ankles bound and had them picked loose within seconds. Working as fast as I could I unwrapped the multiple loops and coils until I had her feet freed completely. I left her wrists tied however, no sense in taking unnecessary chances after all. After her feet were loose I slid her down to the foot of the bed so her legs hung off the end. Serena seemed to be taking little notice of my actions as I let go of her ankles and dropped my shorts and boxers to let out my raging boner. I grabbed an ankle in each hand and lifted them up and spread them apart as far as my arms could go. I was pretty sure Serena could have spread them even further but they were far enough for my purpose.

I looked down at her beautiful pussy spread wide before me. I considered going down on her but between the tying, stripping, fondling and finger fucking I figured we’d had enough foreplay, it was time to get to the main event. I looked up to see Serena had opened her eyes and was staring at my rigid cock. Her big blue eyes looked amazingly sexy right then because the only thing I could see in them was desire. I stood there for a few more seconds before she stopped staring and looked me in the eyes. I kept looking into her eyes as I lowered my cock towards her pussy. I felt the tip touch just a little north of the target but without looking away from her eyes I adjusted my hips and felt it hit her hole.

Serena’s eyes widened just a bit when she felt the invasion begin. I held it there for a few seconds before it demanded to be let loose to play. With a single thrust I buried my cock to the hilt in Serena’s wet, warm pussy. Serena let out a soft grunt as I drove myself home and pushed her hips up to meet me. Her pussy was at the perfect height for me to stand straight up holding her ankles. I could feel the marks left by the ropes on them. l looked down and even though she was spread wide and very wet I could still feel her cunt tighten around my dick as I pulled it back. Her lips looked like they didn’t want to let go of my cock. Just before the head came out I thrust it back up inside her as far as I could go.

After several minutes of pumping I slid my hands down her calves and behind her knees. Then I began to push her knees towards her chest as I leaned forward. I know I’ve mentioned several times how flexible Serena is so it was no strain and soon her knees were up against her chest and I was pounding straight down into her pussy. I finally had to get on my knees on the bed so I could lean over and keep fucking her. Serena was making little moans and staring straight into my eyes each time I thrust into her so I thought she might be getting close to coming again. I let go of her legs, squatted back on my thighs and used my thumb to manipulate her clit as I kept pumping my cock in and out of her. It took less than a minute before she flopped her legs against my shoulders and bucked her hips as she came a second time moaning into her gag. This time I could feel her pussy spasm on my dick and I pumped even faster. Just as she finished her last hip thrust and with a loud grunt of my own I spurted my load into her hot pussy.