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“You may want to keep denying the truth,” Robin said, as she moved around the bed, “but I’ve seen the way you’ve stared at the pictures.”
“I’d rather not think about them,” Leslie groaned. The murder investigation was the last thing she wanted on her mind.
“Don’t worry, you’ll forget, just give me your wrist.”
Leslie followed her order, and Robin fixed her wrist to the bedpost with a quick simple knot. Then she moved to the end of the bed and finished binding her second ankle. “Sloppy knots,” Leslie noted, glad to see that each was very different from the others, completed in a haphazard fashion as if Robin hadn’t done this very often.
“Should I make them like Jane’s?” Robin said, smirking deviously.
“How do I know you’re not the murderer,” Leslie suggested, “going back to all your old lovers and knocking them off one by one.”
“Humm. Great idea. You really ought to have thought of that before now, don’t you think?”
Robin stood above Leslie as if admiring her work, then she descended to her warm body. “Relax, darling, the only crimes I want to commit are outrageous acts of hedonistic lust.” Her lips came down and pressed themselves on Leslie’s. “Close your eyes.”
“Is that when you strike?”
“Sure,” Robin said. “You just let me take charge. I know that’s tough for you but… you really have no choice, now, do you?”
Leslie’s heart beat a little faster… she wasn’t used to bondage, being out of control… letting Robin take over; it had never been that way before.
The sizzling snap of a whip brought her up short. Her eyes flashed opened.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a little whip. Be good and close your eyes.”
Soft blows rained down on her skin, her thighs, her breasts, her undulating belly. After a hard fist fuck, she was ready for more, as if insatiable, as if a savage new world had opened up before her. She twisted back and forth as the pain worked its way through her body… she hardly found it painful, just sensation, sensuous touch, exhilarating feelings that drove her to an ecstatic edge. If only Robin would play with her again…
The hardest cuts of Robin’s savage whip were laid across her breasts.
“Yeeeeshhhhhhhh!” Leslie seethed after the first two. She opened her eyes to see a wilting smile on Robin’s lips.
“I’ve always wanted to mark a woman’s breasts,” she said.
“You’re leaving marks?”
“Uh, huh. Beautiful ones.”
Robin snapped the whip again twice more and Leslie looked down to see the red lines rising on her undulating flesh. Robin followed with another two quick snaps of her wrist, and the whip came done hard across her nipples.
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeach!” Leslie threw her head back, the anguish ripping her body in two.
“Got your attention, huh?” Robin mocked her.
“My god, what do you want from me?” Leslie cried. The tears were streaming from her eyes.”Are you turned on?” Robin asked.
“Oh, gawd, yes!” She could feel the sensation tearing though her body, her hips writhing in terror and pain.
“Good. But you’re going to get me off first,” Robin said. Then she climbed on, straddling Leslie’s waist an
d moved up until her knees were on either side of her lover’s head and her crotch was directly over the brunette’s mouth. Leslie’s tongue immediately began its job, finding places she should easily remember for the many times they’d made this journey before.
“Yes, girl, that’s exactly what I want,” the blonde softly hissed. She ground her hips against the busy face. “Use your tongue, bitch,” as if Leslie’s tongue wasn’t already working furiously to bring Robin to a climax. She bucked against Leslie’s face, her wet juices spilling out to cover the submissive mouth.
Robin groaned, her body rocking back and forth. Then she grabbed for Leslie’s hair, holding on tightly, as the climax made her belly spasm. Her moans died off to a quiet murmuring noise that reminded Leslie that she had been satisfied.
Pulling away, Robin began to finger Leslie’s hungry snatch one more time. Another powerful climax was not that far off. However, it didn’t take her whole fist this time, just some artful play until her bound body tensed in a wave of redeeming pleasure, and finally went limp.
“You going to keep me tied this way forever,” Leslie finally asked, feeling Robin’s nakedness snuggle against her own.
