Anna from Across the Hallway Pt. 7

Flannery could be so deliberate, once she set her mind to something. She showed me a very silky and sexy bondage video on her laptop, where a blonde wearing a dark skirt and white, fitted shirt, along with a tight-laced waist cincher, skillfully handcuffed a curvy, nude woman with near-perfect breasts to a four-poster bed by her wrists and ankles. The nude twisted against her restraints, just to keep things active.

As I watched with interest, Flannery was looking at me. She had done up her hair -- unusual for her.

The video "top" began to play with her prisoner's breasts, tweaking and pulling her nipples before attaching what were obviously clamps, which made the woman pull back a little. Those sexy clamps had to hurt! The nude sucked in a deep breath, and her tormentor laughed.

"Oh, I know you really love it, don't you?" she teased.

The woman shook her head "no," then laughed herself, but not as wholeheartedly.

The top then teasingly pulled on a slender chain connecting the clamps..... doing so was like stepping on a Corvette's accelerator as the restrained woman's body tightened.

And so on!

*****

Flannery wanted to replicate this porn scene closely, except for a few variations. So after I waited for her on her bed, dressed in a tight skirt, heels, and form-fitting black top over my tits, she entered wearing only black lace panties, handing me a multi-strapped ball gag and an eye mask, which I carefully affixed. This was all new territory for me, and I hoped I was meeting her expectations.

Then, according to plan, I rather aggressively pushed her onto her bed, positioned her, and attached leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles. As in the video, she struggled a bit against them. And just as in the video, I attached clamps to her petite nipples and she reacted, yes, just like the woman in the video, except that she couldn't vocalize. This was making me quite wet!

I need to add here that Flannery's body was on the skinny and bony side. I preferred Anna's filled-out, sexier body.

I then departed from the video somewhat. If she didn't like the direction I was taking, there was no way she could complain! Lying next to her, and brushing my lips along her ears, I ran a finger down her belly from her tits, but stopped just south of her belly button.

She stopped moving around and just lay there. I couldn't tell if she was turned off, embarrassed, or just waiting for more. I could only proceed, so I then ran a hand up her inner thigh until I was only an inch from her cunt! I stopped, detecting some wetness, just like mine.

She began having some trouble breathing through her nose, so I had to remove her ball gag. When I did, she slobbered a bit, then was breathing heavily. Smacking her lips. Suddenly she seemed more like a real person to me, not a mannikin or something.

It was time to grab the nearby Warm Vibes vibrator and turn it on low. I first contacted her clamped nipple with it, and that made her wiggle slightly. Then I touched her cunt with it for just a moment.

"No, NO," she suddenly spoke. "You evil person. I have extreme self control and you will never overcome me. You may have me restrained, but I won't allow you to control me sexually, like you want."

"I don't know about that," I whispered in her ear. "You cannot resist what you want so badly, my dear."

With that, she struggled mightly against her bonds. It was time to bring the head of the vibrator to bear against her vaginal lips and clit, and at the same time I sucked on and kissed a clamped nipple.

She literally lost it, with her midsection buckling upward. I followed her motion gingerly, unmercifully keeping the vibrator's head in contact with her sex. Lowering her hips back down onto the bed, she took some heavy breaths, screamed a little scream, tightened and loosened, and then lay flayed out on the bed in a sudden sweat.

"Stop the vibrator. Stop the vibrator!"

I did, releasing the nipple clamps also, and then covered her with a blanket. I left the room, but not before placing a tiny kiss on her slender lips.

*****

I returned a half hour later. She hadn't uttered a sound, and I think I did right in leaving her there, because when I removed her restraints, she gave me a big hug.

"Oh, Lisa, what a thing that was! I think that was the most awfully glorious orgasm I've ever had. Better than watching a porn flic."

She was smiling. Flannery was not one to smile much.

*****

As a thanks, she insisted I lay down while she placed her powerful vibrator down under my short skirt, up against my tight panties, which had kept my bulge from showing.

I had never used a vibrator before, much less a Warm Vibes one, and its sensations took a little getting used to. Those vibrations were so insistant, and I'd been so turned on attending to Flannery, that -- well, I told Flannery to look away while I took control of the sex toy. I pulled out my dick, and probed all around it and my balls, and then between my balls and anus, and those vibrations kept penetrating deeper and deeper, and my hot pool of pleasure grew until I tossed my gurl head back and came, yelling and screaming, and getting too much jizz on my skirt and hands.

Fortunately, she'd brought a towel, which I used before I told her she could return her gaze.

"This is all just too much," she half complained. "We really must get all showered and cleaned up, and get this bedroom all neat again.

"Like a Barbie dollhouse," I kidded.

"No, like a Flannery townhouse," she added. "Do some people do this stuff, like daily, or a couple times a week?"

I nodded yes.

"Oh, for me, this would be a once a month thing. It's so consuming and messy, you know. It just knocks all the stability out of me, and I need a lot of stability. It leaves me too ragged, dear. But I shouldn't complain. You performed your role perfectly."

"Do you want me to tie you up before you go to bed tonight?" I boldly asked.

"Oh, that's something I'd do myself," she answered.

*****

We didn't even speak the two weeks before she invited me over for dinner. Did she want another B and D experience? I was dressed on the sexy side, with makeup and patterned pantyhose.

Rather than going for that bait, she now wanted to know what my own deepest fantasies were. She insisted I tell her everything. Other than becoming Lisa, I hadn't spent much time fantasizing or searching out porn that might point to my needs.

I thought about it. It all revolved around Lisa.

"Well," I began, "I think more in terms of relationships. I think about being in a lesbian relationship, of kissing, woman to woman. I dream about having real breasts and a cunt and vagina. But when I think about it more sexually, I have fantasized about being strap-on fucked by a woman while kinda believing I'm one, and also being used by a woman who wants a chick with a dick to fuck her."

"So, there you have it, all of it ..... Oh yeah, and going clothes shopping with a woman. Cuddling with her; holding hands."

"Oh, what a mix of sex and love and womanliness," she said. "That's kinda beautiful, Lisa."

"Oh well, there are fantasies, and then there's the real world," I said. "Basically, I just really need to be Lisa, and feel sexy as a woman, which helps me forget the dullness of being a delivery guy. Of course I do wear panties at work!

"Oh," I suddenly added, and there's one more thing I haven't mentioned, and it will turn you off 100 per cent. I have fantasized about eating erect cocks, as Lisa."

"Ugggg," said Flannery. "I'll forget you said that. Don't ever mention it again. I have NEVER had any sort of attraction to penises. I think they look kind of ugly, actually."

"That's what I figured. Don't worry about my male clit. I'll never show it to you, promise."