Gasping, at first, she felt like she wanted to wriggle away from him, yet it didn't happen. She clenched her hands into fists, and her grumbling with herself took over. At the same time, she felt that the strange man behind her would catch her of all people. Strangely, there was something familiar about this embrace that she didn't understand.
Slowly, he let his fingers wander over her body, caressing her as he continued to hold her with one hand.
This pleased Sera very much, and she began to relax. It was a very different feeling from when she had been held against her will. The man was indeed gentle, and she closed her eyes with pleasure.
"Are you nervous?" he asked harshly against her ear, running his free hand under her top to caress her there in a circular motion.
Sera jerked forward, startled, and tried to pull away from him but didn't make it through his grip. "Yes, I am," she whispered back hoarsely, shuddering. She wasn't used to something like this.
He made a pleased noise and continued to stroke her gently. "We're here to have some fun," he whispered. "So relax."
Closing her eyes, Sera forced herself to stand still. "It's been a long time since I last relaxed and had fun," she replied. At the same time, she felt goosebumps spreading to the places where the man touched her. Most certainly, he could feel it, too.
"Then it's time," he breathed, continuing to caress her as he began to push her top up further.
Still, she put up with it. He couldn't take it off because, after all, her hands were tied. Somehow it was arousing to be touched like this. But still, Sera was nervous.
As he ran his fingers along her lower chest, a shiver ran through her. It felt so new and exciting.
Actually, even very nice, but the fact that a strange man she didn't know was doing this stroking unsettled her a little.
Sera felt another shiver, and she clenched her hands into fists again. In a way, she felt helpless and at the mercy of him, but she hoped that the man would really let go when she didn't want him to anymore.
He began to kiss her neck, sending little flashes through her body.
As tender and gentle as he was, she couldn't help but moan and close her eyes.
"That's it," he breathed and then slowly led her around the room until he sat her down on one of the armchairs.
In such a way that she touched the excellent leather with her bound hands. From below, Sera looked at the man, who seemed even more intimidating when he stood in front of her. What was he up to?
He slowly squatted down and lifted her legs to rest them on the solid armrests.
This position was very provocative and showcased her middle, which was thankfully dressed. "W-what is this?" asked Sera in confusion, making moves to lower her legs. Simply because she was unfamiliar with the position.
"I just want to enjoy the view," he whispered, stopping her from closing her legs.
Sera blushed and looked away, ashamed. The position was humiliating, but since he kept her from putting her legs on the floor, she had no choice but to remain that way.
"You are a beautiful woman," he said, sounding pleased as he eyed her.
Only briefly, Sera glanced at him, wondering if he said that to every woman. Possibly. After all, just like Sera at the moment, they were female customers who probably wanted to hear something like that.
Sera forced herself to breathe calmly and keep her eyes open so as not to miss his movements. She wanted to know what happened next. At the moment, her legs were dangling down the sides of the armrests.
He began to slowly stroke her legs. To do this, he had to let go of one of her legs, and it seemed like he was testing to see how she reacted.
She remained calm. Almost submissive, as if she was giving up resistance. Or it was because she was wearing high boots, and they gave her some confidence that he couldn't just take them off like that. She couldn't fight back except to kick against him, but that probably wouldn't be necessary if she said that particular word. That was the only reason she let the strange man continue.
He seemed content, however, to just stroke her through her clothes or under her top.
Was that normal? Because it was her first time here? A taste of whether she liked it?
He had said he liked to show newbies how things worked here. Actually, Sera had expected a brutal Dom. That was probably because she had had a completely different impression at the beginning.
He gave her time to get used to it she found it very lovely and soon she closed her eyes again more relaxed and moaned softly.
His fingers caressed her in a way that showed her how experienced he was. Even though she didn't know him, she felt like she could trust him.
I wonder if that was important here. His caresses were even arousing. It had been a long time since Sera had felt this sensation, and the heat inside her slowly increased.
They did not speak, but Sera's low, inhibited moans filled the room.
Then he ran his hand provocatively over her middle, which not only sent a shiver down her spine but also made her gasp.
There were already telltale marks there, which made Sera curse in her mind. Why hadn't she put on black pants?
Lightly she squirmed on the armchair, not even knowing what else he was going to do. The man had been so gentle with his gesture but firm.
"May I see more than your belly?" he asked, stroking her shame provocatively.
Again she shuddered and winced. She had never felt as insecure as Sera was at the moment. "See what, exactly?" she asked hoarsely, brittle.
"I'd like to take your top off," he said promisingly.
Questioningly, Sera tilted her head. "You can't do that if I'm tied up, can you?" she wanted to know, not sounding reluctant.
"I'd untie you, of course," he said with a grin. "Besides, there are much more interesting positions."
Would he show her those? Briefly, she considered before agreeing with him and finally taking her legs off the backs to stand up so he could remove her bonds.
Only now did she feel how warm she had become from the position, but also from his touch.
He pulled a key out of his pants pocket and unlocked the cuffs with it before he began to push her top up, exposing her skin.
The coolness in the room gave Sera goosebumps again, and she rubbed her arms after the man had removed her top.
The man examined her extensively and then approached one of the cabinets to retrieve a rope from a compartment. With that, he turned to her and looked questioning.
Sera herself looked questioning. What did he want with it?
"Come here to me," he urged her, appearing as she had imagined. Demanding and dominant.
His voice had also become rougher and a little more complicated. As if he would not tolerate any backtalk.
Slowly Sera stood up and came to him. She didn't seem afraid but cautious and curious at the same time. Two steps away from him, Sera stopped and eyed the dome in front of her.
"Turn around," he requested, and Sera slowly complied with this request. She immediately felt his warmth in her back and then the ropes on her skin. They snaked along under and over her breasts, and then he lifted her arms to tie them behind her back.
The rope rubbing against her skin was a very different feeling than with the plush handcuffs. Her breathing became more erratic as she realized she could only move her arms a few millimeters now. Otherwise, the rope around her torso tightened. What was he going to do next? The phrase, "There are much more interesting positions," was still buzzing around in her head. I wonder what he meant by that.
Instead of sitting her back down, however, he wrapped his arm around her belly and pulled her to his chest. "Does it hurt?" he asked softly against her ear, and with his free hand, he stroked her belly and now and then gently, almost accidentally, over her breasts.
Gasping at how strangely good his touch felt, she nodded. "A little. I haven't been tied up like this before," Sera confessed softly, unable to help but enjoy his muscular chest. His upper arms, which showed quite a bit of muscle, even caused a protective feeling.
His fingers ran along the ropes as if testing them. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction and nudged her n****e.
Sera's body was struck by a flash, and she gasped. Not only because his stroking had heated her up but also because it felt intense and so different.