Everyone in this story is over eighteen.
It's summer and I'm eighteen. Russell Backstrom takes me out for dinner. Russell and I aren't dating, but he calls me and asks me to go out. He's a year older, a former football captain. He dated my almost best friend Brittany, also a year older, and the best-looking girl I know. He has a reputation for roughing girls up and I admit I am intrigued. I have to figure out what the attraction is in being knocked around. Nobody I dated ever hit me.
Britt and he had not been a real item but she had slept with him, so I have to check with her before I go out with him. It's no problem with her that I see him but she says he hit her a lot. With Brittany's OK I agree to go out with him. After dinner I take him home to the apartment over my parent's garage. I don't like him that much but I'm horny and I'd like to get it rough just to see. Unbeknownst to him I turn on the security cameras so I can record the event for posterity. And for the cops, if he won't stop when I tell him. Which, according to Britt he might not.
"What kind of stuff do you like to do?" he asks politely. "I mean sex."
"I want to be tied down and have you do me."
"OK, I'm down with that." I pull open a drawer and hand him the restraints I want him to use on me. I want to be stretched so tight I can't move. I tell him to strip the bed to the sheets. I busy myself stripping me. I take off my jewelry, even my earrings, and unbind my hair. Off come my flats. I pull my dress over my head. Everything goes on the same chair, in case I have to dress in a hurry. He takes the bedclothes off the bed down to the sheets, and discards the pillow. He lays the bondage restraints on the four corners of the bed. He turns and looks at me. He's more than ready to fuck me.
I finish the job of stripping. My bra comes off, freeing my tits. Round and firm and high. Big enough even for his large hands. I'm naked except for my boy shorts and my navel ring. The ring stays in, but the boy shorts come off. I'm buck naked and he likes what he sees. I'm shaved bald as a doorknob, my bare ass is smallish but firm. You can bounce a quarter off my tummy.
Still fully dressed, he advances toward me and pulls me into his body. He's strong as an ox. He doesn't kiss me, but grabs my tits and then my bum. His hand finds my cunt and the first part of him to enter me are his fingers. He hurts me but I say nothing. He throws me onto the bed, and I position myself best I can so I'll be spreadeagled evenly between the four bedposts.
Eagerly he binds me to the bed. He pulls one of the bondage cuffs over my right wrist and binds it tight, then ties the end of the attached cord to the nearest bedpost. He jumps on top of me and binds my left wrist with another cuff and stretches the cord as tight as he can and ties it off. Down at the bottom of the bed he grabs both of my ankles and pulls my body taut. Then in turn he binds each ankle and stretches the cords until my body is as tight as he can get it. He doesn't tie the cords to the foot posts though but instead pulls my legs as far apart as he can and ties the cords to the sides. I'm completely helpless. By now I'm panting with desire, my body aching inside with anticipation. He starts to undress. He's big and muscular. He fairly rips his pants off to reveal his penis, semi-erect and getting bigger. He's as big as a cucumber in season.
"I'm going to fuck you until you pass out!" he says. I lie there helplessly, waiting to get it. He surveys me. I keep my body in great shape.
"You have a nice body," he says. My long blond hair is freshly washed and he splays it out neatly on my pillow. He runs his hand up my long brown legs, feeling the smooth sensation of my bare skin. Then up to the hot, damp hollow of my groin, lightly fingering the pink lips of my eager wet cunt. Then up to my tits. There he stops, sitting beside me, a hand on each tit, first massaging softly, then harder, then squeezing until I cry out in pain. That seems more in character.
