"Wrists together." Mark said, and Sue obediently held out her arms.
He took her bra from her shoulders and slid it down her arms and over her hands. Dropping it onto the floor he looped the rope over Sues wrists and bound them together carefully, taking his time, concentrating on his work. He then reached up and slid it over the bar set into the ceiling. Bringing it down, Mark pulled Sue up to her full height and continued to raise her until her toes were only just making contact with the floor. Binding her wrists once more he stood back and surveyed his work.
Sue stood, stretched, head up, looking at Mark defiantly, her eyes blazing, boring into his, her mouth ready with a stream of expletives and abuse, feeling humiliated, hanging like a side of beef swinging, whilst he watched, amused.
"DON'T." Mark said sharply before Sue could get more than a breath into her.
He walked towards her. "Now then, I DO hope you are ready for this because now, you are mine."
Sue suddenly looked alarmed and pulled on her restraints, her pride not letting her plead. Mark walked around her and stood behind her, his face close to her ear.
"You will do as you are told. It's not a request, its an order and you WILL obey." Sue nodded. "You have a get out clause, a safe word. I have chosen it, would you like to know it?" Sue nodded once more. "I cannot hear you, you will answer when spoken to, is that clear? Now, do you understand me?"
Sue took a deep breath, "Yes, yes I understand." She answered defiantly.
"I really don't like your tone you know, I think it calls for a reminder of what happens if you continue with it." Mark told her, his hands moved around Sues waist and undid her jeans, sliding them over her hips onto the floor.
"Lift your legs," he commanded. Sue lifted them, pulling herself up using the strength of her arms and Mark removed them. She stood, still defiant, self willed in her panties, stretched and on her toes. He was aware of how stunning she was and he felt his cock twitch in response. Putting his fingers in the waistband of her red satin panties he pulled them over her hips, his nails scraping her skin as he did. Her round backside quivered as he felt the anger coursing through her making her whole body tremble, making him more and more aroused. He stood straight and leaned forward once more whispering one single word in her ear. That done, he walked around to the front of her and looked down.
"Anything to say? Think carefully." He asked.
Sue blazed. "NO, NOTHING," she said, with a little too much emotion in her voice. Mark looked at her and cocked an eyebrow, turning to the bag, he unzipped it and put his hand in. As he withdrew it again, Sues' eyes widened as she saw what he had. With a flick of his wrist he swished the cane, her eyes getting wider as he came towards her, she tried to follow him as he moved behind her, swinging around on her toes.
"You stand still." Mark demanded and swung her back around so that she was back the way she had been facing, her back to him. As he did, she heard the swish and felt the sudden sting of contact on her backside. She yelped as she registered it, tears welling in her eyes.
"Fuck," she said sharply, Marks' hand swished once again and the cane made contact with the softness of her skin once more.
Mark swished the cane once, twice more until finally, Sue had six straight, long, red welts across her backside.
He walked around and looked at her, tears ran down her face as he stood, arms crossed, no trace of sympathy, as she looked at him from under her fringe. Anger mixed with fear as she watched surreptitiously, wondering what he would do next. He bent and took one breast into his mouth, biting her nipple. Sues' head went back and she moaned as the thrill of the pain coursed through her, his teeth playing with her, while his tongue flicked, his hands running over the welts on her ass, making her his with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Standing straight once more he looked her in the eyes, a hardness showing as he slid his hand between her thighs and into her lips. Taking them one by one between his fingers, pulling them and pinching, stretching them roughly, while his other hand trailed nails across her skin, across her hips, teasing her backside.
Marks' pinches made Sue moan loudly, as she offered her hips towards him. He drew his hand back and slapped her backside with the flat of his hand. Sue yelled, a mixture of pain and a moan escaping her, the sting making her eyes tear, the pleasure of the sudden pain making her cunt wetter. His fingers glided between her lips, sliding over her clit, down into her hole briefly and back up again to her clit, fingers working fast, rubbing hard and deep, making Sue convulse and jerk under his attention.
Pulling on her nipples with both his fingers and teeth, he brought her quickly to orgasm. Unable to contain herself Sue shuddered deeply as her orgasm spread from her stomach up to her fingers and down to her toes, her entire body swinging with the force of it, Mark pulling back from her breasts as she came, his fingers working hard and fast, continuing his assault on her clit, never stopping, while she moaned his name repeatedly, opening her thighs as much as her position would allow.
Knowing that her orgasm had been so fast, Mark also knew that Sue had a lot to release and he continued to rub her, endlessly, wantonly, needing to hear her cum again, to fulfil his want. He watched her, her head hanging forward, her muscles tense and quivering, eyes shut, nipples hard and her body taught. Every muscle defined as she hung there, standing on her toes, lost in the mixture of pain and ecstasy that was an orgasm, already feeling the next one move in, threatening to overtake her once more.
She raised her head and looked at him, "Please, oh fuck, please," she pleaded.
Mark looked at her, "You know your options," he said, his hand never stopping, "You want to, you can use it."
A spark of defiance lit in Sues' eyes and she surrendered herself to his hands, letting wave after wave overtake her, unable to breathe as the convulsions ran through her, her mouth open in a noiseless scream. The vehicle shook with the force of her orgasm and Mark stood with his legs braced against the roll of the suspension. As her orgasm waned she hung limply, panting as her legs buckled under her.
Mark slid his fingers out of her cunt and moved them back up her body to her face, running them over her lips, her tongue winding around his finger, sucking it into her mouth, greedily tasting her own juices, sucking deeply as Mark swapped his fingers over, watching them disappear into her mouth, feeling his cock twitch as he watched her, knowing he had to replace his fingers and soon.
He reached up and untied her wrists, They dropped down to her sides and she flexed them to get the blood circulating once more.
"Hold your wrists out again." Mark commanded.
Sue held out her wrists in front of her and Mark rebound them leaving a gap between her hands. Holding the rope, he looped it behind her and pushed her into the attendants seat. She sat down with a thud and shivered as her bare backside hit the cold leather of the seat. Mark looped the rope over the rear of the chair, pulling her arms backwards and forcing her shoulders forward so that she leant towards him. Mark stood back and surveyed her, still not satisfied.
Reaching into his bag he withdrew two lengths of wide scarlet ribbon, something that had been left over from a previous escapade. Normally he would have disposed of something so trite, but they held some appeal for him so he had kept them. Now he stood looking at Sue, he knew why. Bending down he lifted her legs and sat down on the trolley, her feet on his knees, watching quietly as Mark bound her ankles in scarlet ribbon. Satisfied, he put her feet back down on the floor and then proceeded to do the same with her knees. Finally he stood back, satisfied. In a moment of pride he removed his mobile phone from his pocket and took a photograph of her, knees and ankles bound but otherwise naked, shoulders forward, arms back, head down, her hair curtaining across her face.
She sat helpless, unable to move and Mark felt his cock stir in response to his thoughts of the sight he was looking at. She looked erotic, sensual and vulnerable all at the same time and he sighed deeply with pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, he undid his jeans and removed his fast hardening shaft, watching her as it suddenly sprung to life in his hand, twitching, almost seeking its prey. He took one step forward and stood directly in front of her.
