Red Dragon {mpellegrino}

[FONT="Comic Sans MS"][SIZE="3"]She enjoyed the feeling of his warm hands through her dress. Just having his hands in hers was a wonderful feeling and made her melt. She nearly forgot the little eggs sitting inside her and as she relaxed in his embrace she suddenly was brought back as she felt them slip a little and had to tense her pelvic floor to keep them lodged there. Finding that she needed to concentrate to keep the eggs in place certainly focused her concentration and she used Sir's hand to massage her bust. Not too hard but just so see felt her lust and desire rising within her even more but she couldn't give into it and let it wash over her, the eggs made sure of that and that made her more frustrated and feel the need to lose herself.

She guided one of Sirs hands down over her stomach and to her waist and then bending over up under the hem of her red cocktail dress. Her calves were aching in her red heels but the touch of Sirs warm hands on the flesh of her lower thigh sent jolts of electricity through her. She was starting to feel as if it was all too much as she guided his hand towards her mound. Then he was cupping her pussy. Her soft trimmed hair in his palm. She could feel herself trying to grind into his hand but he held it softly and she could find no relief.

Steve nuzzled her neck, and he kissed her there as he felt her chest through her thin dress against his palms. Her hands were hot and she was breathing deeply her chest pressing against his hands and the swell of her rigid nipples plainly felt felt by him. He could feel himself hard and straining against his trousers and he made himself remain in control with her. Bringing himself back to his senses he made sure his pelvis was far enough away from her cute ass so she would not realise how turned on he really was. As his hand slid under her dress he bent over with her slightly and then he could feel the soft hair of her pussy against his hand.

"I will take care of that Jenny." he says. She isn't sure what he means and for the moment doesn't really care. "Let my hands go Jenny and stand up straight please".

Reluctantly she lets Sirs hands drop and she feels her dress slip down again. She opens her eyes only to realise she is blindfolded. She had forgotten as she closed her eyes at the feel of Sirs hands. She can feel the heat of Sir leave her and hears him walk in front of her the dining table still behind her she is sure. "What next?" she wonders. Then quickly tenses her muscles to stop those eggs from dislodging.

"How do you feel Jenny?"

Her mind reels a little and then she speaks, "I feel excited Sir."

"I see, and this is how you usual act Jenny?"

Suddenly she is filled with the realisation. She never acts like this. She feels so wanton and she feels humiliation to have it pointed out to her in such a disarming way. Steve is amused to see her blush bright red yet again and watches as her her face betrays the way she feels.

"OH! No Sir. I have never done this before. Honestly I never have." She paused for a moment and then added "Sir."

"So you just act like this with me Jenny?"

She couldn't think of how to answer him, so she stayed silent. Then she heard a click and almost instantly a light hum and the eggs started to vibrate against each other making stoop over just a little.

"Would you like to answer Jenny?"

"I am sorry Sir... I... ahhhh... don't know what to say."

Steve enjoyed watching her like this. Seeing her discomfort being her pleasure. Her inability to be able to feel the pleasure. He clicked the remote again. The humming intensified and Jenny's hands moved to her crotch, pressing there as she tried to remain standing.

"You can of course go a any time Jenny, You can just walk out and leave Jenny."

She was pressing her lips together now and trying not to make a noise.

"Aghhh.... Yes Sir."

He clicked the remote again and she tensed expecting the vibrations to increase once more. The humming reduced to it's original lower pitch and she found in a few seconds she was able to compose herself a little again.

"Please sit on the table Jenny."

She took a step back and then falteringly another till she felt the edge of table against the over swell of her buttocks. Then she perched herself on the edge of table. She could feel the table cloth brushing on the back of her ankles and the back of her shoes slipped from her heels and suspended there.

"Please hold your hands in front of you Jenny". His voice sent a shiver down her spine now every time he spoke. It was almost as unbearable as the soft vibrating of the eggs. It made the hair on her body tingle somehow.

"Palms together."

She felt him slip a rope about her hands but she held them steady. She found that now her eyes were blinded she could feel much more keenly. The rope gentle abraded her skin as he moved it and she could feel his fingers work on what felt like a soft cotton against her skin. Her hands were bound tight but not pinching.

"Now lay back Jenny your arms above your head if you please."

She lay back feeling her tummy muscles tense as she performed the reverse sit up. Then she felt the table against her back and she relaxed for the first time since she got in the room. On her back the eggs were more secure.

Steve set about lifting her slightly more on the table so her body was centred and her knees flexed down over the side. Then Taking the white cotton rope he had neatly bound her wrists with he proceeded to tie her hands stretched over her head to a leg of the table. He took a moment to take the picture in. She was laying there the red of her dress and her pale skin contrasted with the black table cloth and the white cotton rope stood out shining white against it to. She lay there almost peacefully the velvet blindfold in place and the gentle hum of those eggs barely reaching his ears.[/SIZE][/FONT]