I didn't want to make her angry. I rested my head on her thigh insinuating that I was going to go easy. She slided her hand to my breasts. She had misunderstood my gesture. I wondered where would take us my mistake.

I couldn't help myself. I had to touch her. She wasn't complaining. She musted like it, I guessed. I kept touching her from time to time. Her nipples hardened at my touch. I also caressed her back, her shoulders, her neck... Focusing on her breasts would distort the message I was sending, although I wasn't completely sure about what message was that. For being honest, I just wanted to touch. About and hour and a half later she mumbled something. I unlocked and unbuckled her gag.

I had all the keys in my pocket. My apartment, hers, the smaller one on her pussy, my padlocks on her back and ankles which used the same key. All her padlocks also used just one. Only three different keys nedeed to keep her under my control. The thought made me shudder in a good way.

-Please, I need to pee.- Oh, shit, I forgot. People need to pee...

-Please what?- ...But the game is the game.

-I don't understand.

-You need to adress me properly.

-Oh..., sorry..., mistress?- Yes! She was into it. I had nailed it.

-Very good, slut, you're learning.

I took her to the bathroom, and cleaned her with a piece of paper once she was done. I thought it would be disgusting but it was somehow erotic. She winced a little when I touched her pussy with but didn't complain. Since she was being so cooperarive I didn't put the ball gag back on her.

-<<She wants me to call her “mistress” and watches me peeing. She must think this is fucking porn. The moment I have the chance I'm calling the cops. The joke is not funny anymore. It already wasn't... It was a little... Ok, I'm very horny. But I'm calling the cops... Maybe.>>- I thought.

We returned to the couch. She rested her head on my leg again. I kept studying for a while. An hour or so later, near midday, I decided it was time to play. As if I could contain my urges much more... I sat on the floor next to her, and put an arm around her shoulders. I grabbed her breasts and toyed with them as if they were mine and not an intimate part of a person I barely knew. She opened slightly her lips a couple of times, maybe because she was going to say something, maybe because she was enjoying my attentions... I wasn't sure so I kept going.

-Ok, slut, you have been teasing me all day long. I cannot let that unpunished.

-What? But I...

I put my index finger on her lips and she shut up. I did it, I couldn't help myself. I kissed her on her mouth soft but firm. I kept kissing her as my hands seeked her buttocks. Only lip play. And she responded! I reluctantly held back, my shyness betraying my wishes once more.

-This is not right. You're a little slut. Your mouth is supposed to be reeking of pussy. You have not fulfilled your first and more important duty. You will be punished for that.- Wow, I couldn't believe I had actually said that.

-<<Now I'm going to take a risk.>>- I thought.- <<I don't think it will work but I have to try... No, that's not true. I want to try. That's the truth.>>

I took off my boots, my jeans and my panties, and placed my crotch in front of her mouth, barely an inch from her. I was dripping wet, she surely could smell it.

-What are you waiting for, slut? Do what you are best at.

She's did it! She started toying with the small steel ring pierced horizontally on my clit hood. Then, she penetrated me with her tongue. I suspected that was the first time she did such a thing since she wasn't very skilled. Much less with a stranger. Such a brave girl. Not that I was going to complain. That one might be, the fucking best day of my life. No, it might not, it was, no doubt.

I couldn't believe I was doing that. The bitch was making me lick her pussy. Hell, the day was getting worse. Maybe after her orgasm she would let me go. I tried to do my best, since that my first time. It wasn't a bad taste, nor that I could compare. I focused my attention on her pierced clithood, as that would surely be the best shortcut. At least I could assume that she wasn't the old lady but the other one, the freak/goth/something... When she grabbed the back of my head I moved my tongue a little faster. A few seconds later she moaned and came in my mouth. Definitely not a bad taste. I could take more.

-<<What the fuck is gotten into my head today?>>- I couldn't believe my own train of thoughts.

She sat on the floor in front of me and removed the blindfold. As my eyes adjusted I could see her smiling. She wasn't pretty. Neither was she ugly. Her body was skinny. Her face was..., boyish. That was the best word I could find at that moment. Yet I kept staring at her. She had a steel ring pierced on her septum and a smaller one on the middle of her lower lip which I had felt earlier, when she kissed me. Also a stud ended in two small balls near the tip of her tongue. One ring on each earlobe and four more smaller rings around the top curve of her left ear completed the look. The few times I had seen her in the corridor, I assumed the two of us would never be friends. Much less could I foresee what would happen next. She kissed me again. The logical part of my brain musted be shut down because I was responding and enjoying it a bit.

-Now you taste like you are supposed to.

-Thanks, mistress.- For god sake, what the fuck was happening in my brain?

I could see on her face that she wasn't as comfortable as I guessed she would be, proven that I was just doing what I thought was expected from me to do. Musted be a part of her performance. Anyways, I kept doing my part. I went to my bedroom and put on my harness. It had two plastic penis-shaped protusions. The one inside me was shorter but its tip pressed against my g-spot. A small bump at its base woud take care of my clit. I wanted my captive's ass. I hoped the dildo wouldn't be too big. I would go slowly anyways. I buckled tightly on my rear the waist and crotch straps. The crotch strap was wider at the front, covering all my triangle of hair and just a strip between my buttocks. When I entered the living room she opened her eyes a lot. If she was pretending to be scared she was being very convincing.

I lifted her and placed her face down on the couch, her knees on the carpet, her ass on plain sight. I knelt behind her, and rubbed the tip of the plastic cock on her still wet pussy. I was just pretending, actually, I had coated it with lube in my bedroom. I intended to be assertive, not a psycho. I put the tip on her ass and she tensed. I thrusted slowly in and out only a pair of centimeters. I went a little deeper with each stroke. She was still tense but not complaining so...

-Please stop. Please. All this has gone too far. I'm calling the cops. I've tried to be patient but this is too much. I'm going to escape sooner or later and call the cops. This is too much.

She was crying for real. My stomach clenched.

-<<This is not what I... This is not good. It wasn't a permormance, she was truly scared. But she was wet, and... What is happening!? I... I don't... Oh, shit. Ooooh, shit. What am I going to do? This is bad, very bad.>>

-Please, don't rape me. Please.

I looked down. I was still inside her. I thrusted out quickly and took off my harness. I put on my panties and my jeans and looked around thinking. Trying to find something..., anything to do, or anything to say.

-Please untie me.

She kept crying. I had to explain myself. The chat with her boyfrend. The misundertanding. All of it. I had to untie her. Or... No, I had read about that. I had to make her feel confident. It was my attempt to take her ass what had scared her. She kissed me. She was still wet. Not everything was lost.

-<<I'm not giving up just yet.>>- I decided, resolute.

I put her on the floor again, with her back against the couch and I sat in front. She didn't want to look at me. Fear or shame I didn't know.

She kept looking at me. I musted be her last prey, or something like that. The last of many, perhaps. She placed her hands over my thighs.

-I swear, for whatever you want, god, family, whatever, that I'm not going to hurt you.- She was loooking directly into my eyes.- I swear to you that I've thought you were liking this.- She made a pause. Her eyes always on mine-. I can let you go right now, but, please, please, let me explain.

I was more relaxed then. A predator, maybe, but vegetarian. I stopped crying.

-Ok...- I hesitatingly accepted what predictably wouldn't be more than a bunch of  poor excuses.

For about ten minutes she told me everything. The chat with Julian. My misunderstood body responses... Not entirely misunderstood, though. She explained everything to me.

-What do I have in my pussy?- I asked still trying to asimilate the info.

-A pair of Ben Wa balls.

-Oh, so this is it. I..., like them.

-I also do.- We laughed. Somehow the short conversation had changed my mood so much that I cannot say that I wanted to go back to my bedroom yet.

She placed a towel on the couch and helped me sit. With all that I had not realized that I was still bound and naked.

-Can you release me?

-I'll do it right now if that's what you want, but there is a problem.- I tensed a little.

-Which problem?

-Well, you've had a taste of my pussy. It wouldn't be fair not to reciprocate.

-Yes...?- I, for sure, wasn't expecting that.

-Yes and...., I'm afraid that, if I release you, you will go away. Instead, if you remain like this, then, it would be easier for me to..., well... What do you think?

-I don't know...

-There is another option. I can let you go now, and visit your place, tomorrow tops, in order to get..., what's mine.

-But...

-Or I can put your ball gag on you again and rape you.- She showed me a key and put it on the padlock on my pussy.- The clock is ticking.

-Undress.-Definitely my brain was not were it should be.- Fully. And you can lick me now.- Yep. Goodbye logic. I was on fire.

She smiled and took everything off. I was little surprised when I saw the two small steel rings piercing her nipples horizontally.

-<<I want to kiss all of her piercings. Wait, what? Oh, shit. What's happening to me? I should be angry at her, or Julian and his big mouth. But I'm so horny...>>

She opened my pussy, and kissed my clit softly. If I had any doubt it had already faded away. She had needed just a second to make me tremble. Then she kissed my four rings one by one. For I moment I wondered if she culd read my mind. The piercing on her tongue proved to be very useful when she entered me. The stud rubbed my g-spot while the tip of her tongue made the Ben Was shake. Barely a few strokes and I reached the stars.

After that, she hugged me as we lay down on the couch. She was face up. I was on my side, my right thigh on top of hers. I kissed her on the lips which surprised her.

-So you are not scared anymore?

-Shut up.- We laid down there a little longer.- I don't know your name.

-Didi.

-Glad to meet you, I'm Sam.

-I knew.

-You knew?

-Yes well..., I like girls and you are hot so...

-Oh, I see... I'm sorry.

-You are sorry?

-For being cold. For not welcoming you to the building.

-Oh, shut up.- While we talked she kept caressing my asshole.

-You still want to do it, right?- I asked realizing at that moment that the idea didn't sound as frightening as before.