A Night With Elise part 2

"I want you to tie me up, use me as your whipping post. Let out all your frustrations on my flesh and when you are done you can fuck me as hard as you want." She then timidly bit her lip again, her cheeks turning scarlet as the man gaped at her. 

After a moment the head rush from what she had just done was fading and she quickly stammered. "I-I'm sorry. Was that too much?" She asked, looking up to the taller man for approval. 

"Fuck. That was perfect. Put your coat on, let's talk." The man smiled and she did as he instructed.

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Elise had dropped her coat on the floor as she intended, but did it without really taking in the man who answered the door. She could have just exposed herself to a Nun or something without realizing what she had done. In retrospect, there were only about a billion different ways this could have just blown up in her face, but luckily it hadn't.

Blade was a handsome if not rather scruffy man. He was tall and very pale, a paleness highlighted by the loose black sleep pants he wore, as well as the black dress shirt that was left partly unbuttoned, showing a bit of chest hair and the hint of angry purple and red scars that flecked the pale skin here and there. His hair was a sandy blonde and he had rough stubble on his face that gave him a sort of roguish quality in her eyes. 

His eyes were a bright green and the most remarkable thing about him. Those eyes held so many emotions all at once, she found that she could get lost in them if she held her gaze there long enough...

"Would you like something to drink?" He asked as he walked into the small kitchen with her trailing behind him. 

"N-no thank you." She answered quickly, her heart pounding in her ears. She was far too wired from the adrenalin to have any kind of thirst or appetite.

Blade was reaching for a cup but pulled his hand back and turned, smiling slightly.

"Well now." He gestured towards one of the chairs at the small, round, black dining table and she quickly took a seat before he sat down across from her. 

"I came here because..." Elise began but she was cut off immediately by Blade.

He waved his hand. "I think it's obvious why you are here. You don't have to explain." He said, smiling sincerely.

Part of her wanted to feel embarrassed by the first impression she had made, but she could tell he really did understand and that made her feel better.

"You've shown some spirit, but there is an interview process." He said simply. Though to be honest, the moment he had laid on eyes on her he felt his heart leap into his throat, he a grown man, felt butterflies like a schoolboy. She was something very special he suspected. Now to prove it.

"Alright." Elise replied quietly. 

"It's nothing bad. The physical part takes the longest, but let's chat first. What's your name?" 

Elise felt a sting of embarrassment but smiled quickly. "Elise."

"That's a very beautiful name. Can't say I've ever met anyone named Elise before." It was the truth, but then he had never quite encountered anyone like her before either.

"I'm Blade. It's a pleasure to meet you." He smiled. 

His smile, it was cloaked with sadness yet warm at the same time. Elise found herself both comforted by his gentleness as well as curious about what lied beneath. 

"So tell me, what are you limits?" He continued.

"Limits?" Elise repeated.

"More or less things you have zero interest in when it comes to sex, things that would be an utter turn off for you. In summary, things you don't want to experience under any circumstance.

She actually had to think about that one for a moment. Sure, a few things sprang to mind, but she answered in the simplest, most truthful way possible.

"I'm fine with doing whatever you want. I suppose if it is something I don't like I would just say so."

Blade grinned. "Giving someone that kind of permission could be very dangerous. Well in any event, and I want to be completely clear about this - if at any time you are uncomfortable or don't like something; all you have to do is speak up loud and clear. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do and you absolutely have the power to say no and end the session whenever you'd like."

Elise nodded her head.

"Well shit. Let's get started." Blade held out his hand for Elise and she felt herself blushing as she reached out and accepted it. 

Her heart was pounding as he gently led her across the living room towards a set of double doors which he paused at before releasing her hand. He pushed open one of them and smiled. "After you my dear."

Elise walked into the dark room before Blade flipped a switch, turning on the dim, but warm lighting that illuminated the chamber for her to see. The walls were stained a dark cherry color and there was a large canopy bed against the nearest wall in the long, rectangular room. Elise was guessing that it was originally intended to be the dining room before Blade turned it into what it is. 

The floors here had a thick, plush white carpet and there was a very large polar bear skin rug at the foot of the bed in front of a brick hearth. 

Blade must have noticed her eyes lingering on the rug. "Fucker tried to take my head off. I was faster."

She opened her mouth for a moment as if to ask something but then said nothing as she watched him move about the room. Aside from the bed there were a couple of tall cabinets and a couple of large wooden trunks lined up against the far wall, one of which Blade leaned against, pushing it across the floor until it was beside the bed. Aside from the bed there was a plush, deep arm chair near the door, just off to her side.

Blade promptly sat down on the trunk before he curled his finger towards her. She stepped forward a couple of steps but then stopped when he held his hand up.

"Undress. I want to see your body." He said softly, though she could tell it was a command, not a request.

Without hesitation, Elise loosened the belt of the overcoat and shrugged it off, leaving her standing nude before the man she had barely just met.

Blade regarded her with an almost predatory gaze, slowly looking her up and down with a deliberate slowness, like a predator sizing up what would be its next meal.

"Put your hands behind your head, if you would be so kind." He asked and she immediately complied, gently folding her hands behind her head as she held her arms up. 

She realized that moving her arms put her small, perky breasts on full display so she arched her back out slightly, her chest rising and falling with an excitement she could do nothing to conceal.

He stood and slowly circled Elise once, his eyes raking her naked flesh as she fought back the urge to tremble in her fashionable shoes. He paused behind her, his strong chest pressing against her naked back as his hands gently slid around her hips, his fingers gently moving up her sides to her chest.

His large, powerful hands reached up and cupped her breasts, gently holding them as if he were weighing them in his hands before his thumbs brushed over her stiff nipples, his fingers firmly caressing her breasts in a smooth, circular motion that drew a hot sigh from Elise's lips. 

"Tell me..." He said softly, his voice practically a whisper in her ear as his hands slowly moved down her smooth stomach with an agonizing slowness. "What are your desires?" 

"I want..." Elise said, pausing to let out a soft moan as Blade pushed one hand between her legs, his fingers gently brushing her aching slit which he gently probed with his digits. "I want you to hurt me. I want to be hit, I want you to hit me." She said, biting her lip as he teasingly brushed her clit with his thumb before moving his hand away. Her body immediately missed the intimate contact and ached for more.

"You have a very beautiful body." He said.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"What else do you want? What is the desire that you are hiding so deep it's never seen the light of day, much less had the chance to become reality?" One of his hands fell down to her ass which he very firmly groped and kneaded. The way he was touching her, looking at her, it made her feel like she was a piece of meat being sized up at the marketplace. 

She loved it.

"I want to be choked, with your big, powerful hands. Or a piece of rope." She said, her breath quickening. "Or you could use me until you are satisfied and give me a rope dance." She answered, practically in a trance at this point. The rush she felt from uttering the words she had never spoken out loud before was intense beyond anything she had ever experienced.

"Rope dance, eh?" Blade grinned. "You've given a lot of thought to this, haven't you?"

"Yes." Elise sighed.

"What else?" He asked again.

"I... I want you to degrade me. Call me a cunt, a bitch, a whore, the words don't matter, but I want to be put in my place."

"Well it's time to stop dreaming." He said pulling away from her. Almost immediately she missed the feeling of his hands on her, the warmth and proximity of his body as he walked across the room to the trunk and popped open the lid. 

From where she stood, only he could see into the chest, but he quickly produced three small lengths of rope, each a different color and fabric before he shut the lid of the trunk and laid them out next to one another. 

"Pick one." He instructed. 

Elise moved over to the trunk, her eyes settling on the three strands of thick rope. One was red and made of what looked like satin, the next black and a soft fabric not unlike velvet. The third piece was white and made of some kind of fiber; it was a bit rougher than the other two, but still relatively soft compared to normal rope. 

She picked up the red piece of rope. "This one." She said, though she had no idea what it was for.

"An excellent choice by the lady."

Blade opened the trunk and put all three pieces of rope away before pulling out a large spool of the red satin rope which he quickly measured out by hand, glancing once up at her as if checking his measurement before he had the length of rope he needed. 

"Lift up your hair please." He asked and she complied, reaching up with one hand to bunch up her dark hair behind her head as he draped the soft satin rope over her shoulders. He gestured for her to drop her hair and she did as he pulled on the two ends of the rope until the ends were side-by-side, he then carefully tied a pair of knots in front of her neck, though the rope was still loose and had some slack as he fashioned a collar out of the material. 

Once that was done, he moved the rope downwards, careful to keep the two ends even as he tied another pair of knots just above her breasts, once the knots were secure he looped the rope around her breasts, tying it nice and tight as the soft rope lifted and separated her breasts before he looped the rope back through the harness and tightened it again. 

The rope had the right amount of tightness on her breasts, it was slightly painful, but in the best way possible. And looking down, she marveled at how plump they looked with the rope squeezing them and pushing them forward. 

"Cross your forearms behind your back. Now comes the fun part." He grinned, making another pair of knots just below where her breasts were tied, that paired with the collar making a sort of harness, though unlike any she had ever seen before in her limited experience.

She folded her arms behind her back as Blade ran the pair of strands of rope down her stomach and between her legs. She let out a quiet sigh as he teasingly brushed the soft satin back and forth over her aching, glistening slit before he pushed the rope between her thighs, catching it behind her back with his free hand. 

He pulled up on the pair of strands of rope, the soft material digging into the sensitive flesh of her public mound on either side of her slit. She had already figured out what he intended to do with the harness by the time he adjusted her arms, her forearms resting parallel to one another behind her back as he bound them together with the remaining bit of satin rope.

Blade tugged gently on her arms, pulling them back, and in turn the satin rope rubbed firmly against her slit, causing her to groan. She had to admit that he was very creative, and it only left her eager for more. 

"Parts of this may seem weird or mundane but I have to know what you are capable of, how well you follow instructions and, well, a few other things as I gauge your abilities. So I need you to follow my orders and do your best. You may of course refuse, but as the interview goes on, there may be consequences for not following my instructions. Understand?" He asked, tilting her chin up slightly to stare down at her with his vibrant green eyes. 

Elise's heart fluttered and she slowly nodded her head yes.

"Now, on your belly little worm." He said playfully, but all the same snapped his fingers as he pointed to the floor. 

She obediently dropped to her knees and then carefully lay on her stomach on the floor; it was then that she realized why there was such thick, soft carpet in the room, it felt so soft against her hot, naked flesh. 

Blade wheeled the trunk to the far side of the room, beside the chair and promptly sat down before popping the lid and once more rummaging around for a few moments before he closed the lid, placing a handful of objects on the flat top of the trunk. 

From her place on her stomach on the rug, Elise couldn't see what the objects were and her attention shifted as Blade sat down on the edge of the of arm chair and gestured towards the objects on the trunk. 

"I want you to crawl across the floor over to the trunk. Once there, you may pick one of these toys; put your mouth on the one you would like." He grinned at her and then quickly added. "Oh, and you aren't allowed to cum. Not yet." He said, giving her a knowing look. 

Elise merely nodded her head in acknowledgement and shifted around, she was still tightly bound, though far from immobilized as movement wasn't impossible, but would certainly be difficult without the use of her arms for balance and mobility. 

It took her a moment but she began to wiggle forward across the floor, and almost immediately his comment about her not being allowed to cum made perfect sense, as she squirmed and wriggled across the floor with an agonizing slowness, the satin rope ground back and forth into her aching mound, causing her to let out a soft whimper. 

Additionally, the rope tightly binding her breasts had slowed the circulation, making them even more sensitive and slightly swelled, her stiff, sensitive nipples dragging through the plush carpet was incredibly stimulating, the sensation heightened by her added sensitivity. She wiggled like a worm on her stomach, the satin rope sliding back and forth over her burning, aching mound as she panted from the pleasure, and effort it took to make it across the room. 

She paused only once, taking several deep, slow breaths to calm her herself, the humiliation, the bondage, the sensation of the rope on her cunt as she crawled on the floor, it was nearly enough to make her head explode, not to mention the explosive effect it was having between her legs. She staved off her orgasm and then pushed forward, finally making it over to the trunk where she pulled herself up to her knees, her breath quick as she tried to calm herself. 

There were three toys sitting on the lid of the trunk on their wide, flat bases and each were black in color. The first was long and slender, not particularly thick, followed by another that was short and pretty thick, but not gigantic, no, that was the final toy, a short, thick plug with a tapered end. 

She elected for the second option and leaned forward, her hair cascading down on her right shoulder as she tilted her head, placing her mouth around the shaft of the medium sized toy, her lips lingering on the latex material as if sharing an intimate kiss before she sat back down on her heels and looked up to Blade for further instructions. 

"Excellent choice." Blade said, picking up the remaining two toys before he placed them back inside the trunk. He took the one she had chosen and put it on the edge of the bed near the arm chair. 

"So far, so good, now for the next task."

Blade reached down and untied the cord at the front of his black sleep pants, Elise had been on her stomach, and across the room at the time, so she didn't notice the very large, excited bulge in the front of his pants. Her eyes focused on his groin, following the outline of his large bulge where it strained against the thin, cotton fabric of his pants before he pulled open the front of them, her eyes going wide at the sight of his cock. 

It was a long, thick cock, not overly long, but certainly girthy. It was devoid of hair, the broad tip of it was swelled and a dark purple color, beneath his smooth cock hung his tight, and%