Orgasm in Time

Slightly sore headed, 'Time Traveller Lily' woke to her new, sexually pure and inexperienced partner Marcus, laying on his back, sound asleep, wearing only his boxer shorts.

Desperate to start a new life, and taking care not to wake him, by avoiding any bouncing on the mattress, she positioned herself so that her cuffed hands could open the front of his underwear and fish out his sleepy cock.

Slowly she turned around and ever so gently sucked his member up into her lips to begin working on it with her tongue.

Laughing to herself and wondering what he might be dreaming about, she slowly raised and lowered her head, causing his breathing to change its rhythm.

With a grunt and a snore, he woke to the sight of her head bobbing up and down on his rigid morning glory.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!" He shouted, jumping up off the bed, wide mouthed in disbelief.

"Relax. It's only a blowjob." She mocked him. "I'm sure masturbating is allowed in your strict book of faith."

"That's not masturbating, and it's not pure."

"What, are you trying to tell me that you've never had a wank?"

"I'm not talking about wanking. I'm talking about you putting my cock in your mouth without my permission!"

Lily laughed at his straight laced attitude to celibacy. "Well it's done now. I've got that part of your virginity, so why don't you chill out and let me finish you off?"

Standing to use the bathroom, he ordered her to, "Get up!"

Intent on relieving herself, she twisted her medieval metal waist belt around her belly, bringing her cuffed wrists to her right hand side, and began unfastening the leather belt buckle of her shorts.

In only his boxers, he left himself open to ridicule with her standing behind, where she further mocked him as she waited to use the toilet. "Does that mean you have to marry me now?"

"No, it means that you've just earned yourself the rest of the week in those chains." He snapped back. "I was going to town today, for a saw to cut you free, but after what you've just done I think I should make you suffer until the end of the week."

"Wait." She said, squaring up to him, face to face. "Look. I'm sorry. That was silly of me."

He allowed her cute little smile accompanied by the attempt of an apologetic kiss that followed, to remind her of her status and win back his authority.

"What can I offer you to take that back?" She asked, pushing his bum against the sink with her body, whilst hunting for any sexual awakening.

Marcus ripped the leather belt from its loops around her waist and lay it by the side of the sink, then dropped her clothes to the floor to assist in her preparation for using the toilet.

With her eyes closed and her head now tilted back, she whispered to him, "For fuck sake will you please just touch me."

He quickly stepped behind her and placed his hands in her damp crotch, pulling her body towards him as his mouth hovered over her shoulder. Curious of something he'd never experienced before, he slipped his finger inside, to judge, by her slick, the level of arousal she truthfully had for him.

A pleasing "Mmmm." and the pretend collapsing of her legs within his arms, meant that he had to hold her tighter to prevent her from dropping to the floor.

"Nobody would know if we did anything." She openly tempted him.

Marcus quietly agreed, and celebrated the warm wetness he seemed to be causing with a kiss to the side of her neck.

His erection now pressing into her behind indicated this being a good time for her to turn around and continue seducing him.

"With or without these cuffs you know you can do whatever you want to me." She said, touching her chest against his. "So what do you say?"

"I vote for, 'With the cuffs'." He breathed back into her face, destroying all her propositioning. "And I say well done. That almost successful advance just made it two weeks." He said softly but firmly, before reconfirming her position of inferiority, this time with a forced kiss to her neck.

Stepping back, he picked up her clothes and grabbed the belt from the side of the sink.

Lily stood still in disbelief and accepted his patronising kiss, before he walked away from her, into the bedroom.

Let down and disappointed by him once again, she used the toilet and cleaned herself up as best she could, before entering the kitchen, semi-naked, apart from her knotted shirt.

"Tinned beans and sausages in the microwave I'm afraid." He attempted cheering her morale. "And black coffee until I go out for food."

Ravenous, she once again found her sanity under scrutiny at the interrogation of the man tasked with looking after her welfare, as he fed her on a simple snack that took her back to her childhood.

They stood and talked sensibly, but dissatisfied with her reluctance to break, and tell him the truth about herself, he resorted to cleaning her face with a degrading rough wipe from a wet cloth.

Staying close to her, he unfastened the knot in the front of her shirt and let it drop down open, to admire her chest.

Hands visibly shaking, his thumbs toyed with her nipples as his eyes looked on in amazement.

"So beautiful." He said, glancing momentarily at her sweet adorable smile, "I'd love to stay and play, but I have to go out."

With that, he reached for a pair of scissors.

"Where do you have to go?" she asked.

"To get us some proper food, and you a new top by the looks of it."

Starting at her shoulder, he cut all the way down one arm, followed by the other so he could remove the shirt completely.

Bundling her clothes in one hand he announced his departure. "But I'm taking this lot with me to make you think twice about wandering off naked."

Alone and in his absence she snooped around the tall, circular converted windmill, exploring each level of the family holiday home, with interest.

The very top floor had a locked door which she probably wouldn't have entered anyway because from memory, when they first arrived in the dark, the roof had a glass observatory on top.

The television eventually took over her life, scrutinising the news channels for any other changes to this current timeline that only seemed to be having an effect on her life.

The sports news eventually woke her from her dose, then the repetitive re-roll of headlines she'd already seen, urged her to stand and make use of herself.

Naked in the main bathroom on the first floor, she sat on the side of the bath and put in the plug with her feet. The taps were simple to operate and she found bubble-bath to soak herself, within easy reach.

Not caring about the damage her cuffs were doing to the bath's surface, she thrashed around happily until such time as her toes began to prune.

Removing the plug from the drain, she stood carefully and walked over to the shower to rinse herself in its warmth.

Spreading out the towels on a separate bed to the one they had slept in, she lay down, dripping wet, and rolled herself about, until dry enough to walk around without wetting everywhere she went.

An hour or so later, she heard the pleasing sound of Marcus's car coming through the gates, so waited naked by the door to greet his return.

Hands full of groceries, he kissed her and placed them on the ground to do another run to the car.

This second trip brought an apology in the form of flowers and a red, love heart shaped, box of chocolates, exactly like the tattoo she had beaming at him from her hip.

The two kissed like they'd missed each other but cut it short because of her cold wet hair getting in the way.

Unpacking the food and groceries, he casually placed a bag containing her clothes on the table in front of her.

Lily tipped out her shorts and torn shirt but also found new socks and, rather drab elasticated underwear, as well as a white sleeveless top, still attached to its hanger.

Excited, she thanked him with a smile, but the look on his face made her suspicious.

"Did you get anything else?" She asked, hoping for condoms or lubricant, more than wishing for a pair of shoes that she actually needed.

He put his hands in another plain bag and pulled out a box containing a vibrator. "I got one of these to pleasure you in the area where I can't."

Lily's eyes lit up at the sight of the pink, curved device inside the box and asked for a look at what would soon be acquainting itself with her more intimate side.

The most striking little feature came off at a tangent to the front, designed obviously to press against her clitoris once inserted.

"It's operated by remote control." He told her, "You need to put it in, before you get dressed."

"So what are we waiting for." She agreed.

"Let's give it a chance to charge whilst I dry your hair."

Upstairs, Marcus blow-dried her long blond mane and brushed it, savouring the feeling of her company with each stroke as he sat and studied her beautiful features closely.

"Do you think it will be charged?" She asked, after her twenty minutes of grooming.

Before letting her stand, he kissed her and apologised. "I'm sorry I came across as horrible yesterday, I said a lot of nasty things that clearly aren't true."

Apology accepted, she pecked him on the lips. "Meet you back downstairs."

In the bedroom Marcus took her new top from its hanger and held it up for her to see. "This is the only sort I could find that would wrap around you."

Lily looked at the satin white lace up, corset-boned top, as he fitted it around her, sucking in her tummy so he could tuck it down between her body and the metal of the waist belt.

"Nice." She approved, glad of her own feminine clothes at last. "Thank you."

The cups pushed her breasts up out of the way, leaving her cleavage on display from above, whilst the lacing happened around the back, lower than her bust height.

Pulling the chords at her rear had to be done hole by hole individually, to work it closed inch by inch.

Once fastened all the way to the bottom, and its hourglass fitting could be compressed no more, Marcus stood back to admire his choice of fashion.

The look of amazement in his eyes bounced off the look of content in hers where his hands stroked down from the forced narrowing of her wasp-like waist, to where the corset flared out above her naked hips.

"You're so attractive." He said, shaking his head in disbelief as he watched her wriggle her body to familiarise its self with the new shape.

His obvious words of lust excited her, quietly readying her for trying out the vibrator, waiting patiently on the bedside table.

Without losing eye contact, she sat down on the bed and lay back with her legs open slightly. Marcus held the vibrator in his fingers and almost touched her awaiting wetness before being stopped.

"Let me kiss it first." She suggested. "To lubricate it."

The vibrator entered her mouth for its pre glazing of saliva, followed by a caring visit to his mouth before being slipped slowly inside its new home between her legs. Next he helped with her underwear and shorts which required no extra manipulation when fastening them, due to the constriction of the corset around her waist.

"Ok, I'm ready to be tucked in for the night." She laughed.

"Not quite." He said, "Give me a minute." Marcus walked outside and Lily heard a car door slam. On his way back in, he detoured to pick up her leather belt and brought it over to where she stood waiting.

Assuming nothing out of the ordinary, where the belt would be going around her waist to form her usual dress code, and assuming he'd been out to retrieve the remote controller from the car, she had to question his next move.

"What you doing?"

He fed the non-buckle end of the leather belt down the front of her metal waist belt and pulled both ends between her legs.

Threading it through the ring holding her cuffs behind her back, he buckled it tightly, to increase the pressure on the vibrator in her crotch, which in turn pulled her wrist cuffs down hard against the top of her shorts.

"Whoa." She said, shocked by the sudden increase in sexual pleasure down below, and at the same time as realising this would cause a loss of rotational freedom from the waist belt and the cuffs.

"And then there's this." He held up the open padlock that he'd brought in from the car, to show her.

By folding the trailing end of the leather belt back on itself, he was able to match up two holes, one before and one after the buckle, so he could fit the padlock in place. In the silence of the room, they both heard the finalising click, and the playful slap he gave her to her rump.

"Is that really necessary?"

"Absolutely necessary." He told her, "The key to your new chastity belt is in the car. So if you succeed in seducing me again, which I must say, won't take much doing." He smiled coyly, "Then I'll have to get dressed and walk outside, giving me time to cool off and think."

"Good idea, but what about the remote control?"

"It's here." Marcus held his phone in his hand and swiped the screen to open it. Turning to the app, he pressed the relevant place to fire the vibrator into life. "So you just sit back and enjoy the ride my dear."

The couple lay down with Lily staring at Marcus.

"You thinking about getting the key yet?" She joked.

"I'm thinking; can I really get away with keeping you here like this for two weeks?"

"You can get away with keeping me here for as long as you want, I have nowhere else to go remember?"

"You're right." He stood up off the bed to remove his top and trousers. "I'm going to leave you with that thought, and a bit more of this." The input by his finger increased the fluctuating vibrations inside her. "Whilst I have a shower."

Not fazed by being naked in front of Lily, he stood and attempted to menace her with the size of his erection as he took another look at his beautiful bundle of feminine responsibility.

"Marcus wait." She held his attention for a little longer. "I can see that you want this as much as I do, so why don't you let me finish off what I started this morning? The sin can't be repented now and there is no going back, so please, if nothing else, just give me a chance to return the favour that you're doing for me."

Still facing her, he pressed his erection upwards against himself with a stroke of his palm.

"All you have to do is stand there and nobody will ever find out. I promise you your cock will be cleaner than when I started and I won't leave a trace of evidence."

Not convinced that he'd been talked into taking her up on the offer yet, he surprised her by sitting next to her and laying back on the bed. "You'd better not spill a drop."

The pulsing inside her suddenly took on a purpose, changing from mundane vibrations to a more sensual feeling now that the sex games were beginning.

Without needing any warmup, she went straight for the suction lip seal and head bobbing, with minimal guidance from his hands in her hair.

Eventually, feeling his tip throbbing inside her mouth, and his hips begin quivering, she milked him by swallowing, as instructed, until he snatched her head up to his, for a thank you kiss.

Throwing himself on top of her, his leg pressed into her crotch, increasing the intensity of the vibrations and multiplying the sensation of his embrace.

"Your breath smells of testosterone." He tried belittling her, annoyed with himself for being so weak against her seductive beauty.

"That could be a common taste if it works time off my two weeks in these cuffs."

"Not a chance." Marcus cautioned her, "That selfish act of manipulation just earned you a month."

Lily's heart sank with the shock. "You can't be serious?" She half joked, smiling in the hope of turning his words around into harmless banter. "I thought you liked me?"

"You see my dearest of damsels. Out here I own you, and it's starting to feel good."

"Fuck off!" She sprayed out in disgust. "You said you were going to help me."

Marcus reacted by rolling her onto her front and squatting down on her calves.

Reaching for the vibrator setting, he selected full speed and sat back to watch her reaction.

"If you can resist these vibrations then we'll keep it at two weeks, but if you give in, like you just made me give in to you, then you're going to be spending a whole month with these pretty little trinkets on." He took hold of both cuffs in his hands and pulled them with the ring that secured them to the waist belt behind her back, currently being held fast by the crotch strap running through her legs.

"That's not fair. I could have said the same to you about not coming in my mouth, but I still let you do it."

The tiny spur from the main vibrator pressed firmly against her clitoris, super enhanced by the pressure of the leather chastity belt, padlocked in place, supposedly to resist any temptation of him touching her.

There could now be no way of her stopping the steadily building vibrations thrumming away inside.

"Resist it or suffer the consequences." He teased her.

"You know that will be impossible. I'm going to be screaming the house down in a minute because of you. And what? You're wanting to punish me for orgasming? Thanks!"

By placing his fingers around the crotch strap and lifting her hips slightly from behind, he applied extra pressure, encouraging the inevitable to happen quicker.

"Then I'll be able to keep you as a slave." He further taunted her.

The thought of being cared for by Marcus wasn't too far from what she wanted. If she could get back onto his estate, then maybe an orgasm with her new vibrator in the witches' chamber would free her, so she decided to play his impossibly single sided game.

Without holding back, she allowed her orgasm to run its course, reaching the point of no return when her condition caused her to fight against the crashing waves of pleasure, as well as her bonds, much to the surprise of Marcus sitting on her lower legs.

Bucking and screaming, she threw him off, to then let her anxiety struggle alone, with her problematic self-control demons.

"Fucking hell!" She panted.

The come-down that followed brought calm and gave her the chance to apologise for her aggression.

"What an amazing sight to see." Marcus turned off the vibrator, to give her a break, and tickled the side of her face with the back of his index finger. "You are one rampant princess."

"Yea, sorry. Didn't hurt you did I?"

"No you made me want to ride you." He admitted. "That is exactly why I left the key to that belt in the car.

He squashed himself on top of her, then rolled his weight off to her side, cuddling her like he never wanted to let go.

"That's nice." She tilted her head down, presenting her hair into his face and laying still, to recover.

The next morning, laying on her front with her head to her side in the crook of his arm, Lily woke to the reassuring feeling of still being cuddled, and a dreamy kiss through her hair, only to be reminded of her restrictive imprisonment, as soon as she tried bringing her hands to her front.

"Oh god." She groaned at the pressure of the locked belt between her legs, pressing against the discomfort of the vibrator, which still resided inside her. "Can you take this thing out of me now please?"

Her genuine reasons for its removal never registered in Marcus' head, due to his arousal over the thought of the power he held at his fingertips.

Still living with his mind in the euphoria of the previous evening, he looked down at his helpless submissive, with the excitement of teasing her into a second round of pleasurable torture.

"No! No! Turn it off!" She argued. But Marcus hadn't finished with his fun yet. "Please, I need to pee!"

Knowing that unlocking her and removing the vibrator would be a long process, he reluctantly agreed to a temporary reprieve.

"Ok, but it's going back in."