Loss of control

Zoe looked at herself in the mirror and wondered, not for the first time, what she was doing here. It had all stemmed from a conversation with her friend Helen when she bemoaned the pressures of always being in charge at work, and always being the decision maker. “Every now and then it would be nice to just be told what to do, and get on with it” she said.

“I may know just the couple for you” replied Helen with a very naughty grin. Zoe was simultaneously intrigued and concerned.
“What sort of couple?”
“Well, basically you go and visit them for an hour and they take complete control, telling you what to do and expecting you to comply.”

Under Zoe’s cross examination Helen admitted that the service was essentially a sexual one. She was appalled, and told Helen so, even though deep down there was just a hint of a tingle down between her legs. Deciding not push it any further, Helen gave Zoe their names and number.

The chat meandered on to other topics before they finished their coffee and headed back to work. Sitting at her desk Zoe kept turning the bit of paper with the contact details on it over and over in her hand. It would do no harm to enter them in her phone, she convinced herself. That didn’t mean she would ever call them. It was just in case. She did stop to wonder “Just in case what?” a couple of times but quickly dismissed those thoughts.

It turned out that it was just in case she had an afternoon like today’s. Staff problems, customer complaints, delivery schedules going wrong, and everybody coming to her to sort it. As the office emptied at 5.30 she slumped, exhausted, at her desk. Almost before she realised what was happening she was listening to a man’s voice answering the phone. For once her air of confidence deserted her, and in stumbling, mumbling words she tried to explain about being given his number, and how she felt about always being in control. His relaxed cheerful manner eventually put her at ease, and suddenly she was making an appointment.

As she put the phone down she let out a massive sigh. Matt had explained to her that within pre-set parameters she would be expected to do everything that she was told to for the entire hour of their session. She did have a “safe word” to use if it all got t0o much for her, and this would end the session immediately. As she eased her skirt up her thighs she appreciated the potential for the combination of fear and arousal. Her skirt was now up round her waist and her hand down her panties.

The combined effects of her teasing fingers and wandering imagination meant it didn’t take long at all before she was coming. The physical release felt wonderful, and she licked her fingers clean before pulling her skirt back down and heading home. All time she was pleasuring herself she had been totally unaware that one of the graduate trainees was watching her through a chink in the blinds at her office window.

It was now a case of counting down the days, then hours, until 11 o’clock Saturday morning. And now here it was. And here was Zoe, in a very short black leather dress, with almost no back or front to it, and no underwear. She had never seen herself as a big fan of leather clothing, but had to admit there was something about this dress. With one last deep breath she wandered out of the changing room into a fairly large white tiled room. The room itself was not particularly remarkable, but some of the wooden frames scattered around it, and some of the articles hanging from the walls were (to her mind at least). There were all sorts of restraints, and a variety of whips and canes, along with items whose use she could barely guess at.

“Hello Zoe” said Matt “Come and stand over here”. He was dressed in black leather trousers and nothing else. Zoe couldn’t help admiring his physique as well as his air of authority as she went and stood where he had indicated. He then circled her, standing very close, commenting on how much fun he was going to have with her. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck as he stood behind her, his bare chest pressing almost imperceptibly against her exposed back. She shuddered involuntarily at the contact.

“Don’t move” he instructed as he walked over to one of the walls where, after much deliberation, he selected what looked to Zoe like a riding crop. She wondered there and then whether she should invoke the safe word and get out of there. However something held her back and she watched with bated breath as he walked slowly back towards her. He ran the tip of the crop up and down each arm, and then up the inside of her thighs, until it pressed against her naked pussy. She could feel herself tingling at the pressure from the crop, even though she knew this should be doing nothing for her.

Matt drew the crop away and ordered her to kneel down. Without hesitation she did as she was told. His air of authority and the release from having to make constant decisions for other people combined to make her much more compliant than she would ever have expected. This continued when he told her to undo his belt, and unfasten his trousers. As she lowered his zip she could see that he was not wearing any underwear. This made it easier for her to follow his next instruction to pull his cock out from the confines of his trousers. Here she hesitated slightly, but a hint of pressure from the riding crop against the back of her neck concentrated her mind, and there was she was kneeling in front of a stranger with his erection in her hand.

Zoe was pretty certain she knew what the next instruction was going to be, and sure enough Matt ordered her to put her hands on her knees and open her mouth. As he pushed his cock forwards between her lips he pulled her towards him through the pressure of the crop. Zoe couldn’t honestly say she was enjoying the experience, but there was no doubting the sexual tension that she could feel building in her body.

“I see you started without me”

Zoe started to turn to look at the woman whose voice she heard, but pressure from Matt persuaded her not to. She didn’t have long to wait though as Mandy walked round to stand behind Matt. If Zoe’s mouth hadn’t still been full of Matt’s cock she would probably have gasped at the sight of Mandy. She was a stunning leggy blonde, dressed in a black leather basque, with black fishnets and long black leather boots. She reached down and ran her fingers through Zoe’s hair, at the same time pressing against the back of her head, forcing her to take in more of Matt.

Zoe assumed that she wasn’t going to just have to give Matt a blow job, and that would be it, and she was right. Matt pulled away from her and ordered her to stand with her hands by her sides. Mandy stood close in front of her and started to undo the fastenings down the front of her dress.

Her fingers strayed over Zoe’s body as she did so, moving tantalisingly close to her nipples without actually making contact. As the last fastening came away she let the dress drop to the floor, leaving Zoe completely naked, other than the black studded collar round her neck.

Zoe had been so absorbed by Mandy’s attentions that she hadn’t noticed what Matt was doing. However as he told her to go and stand between the uprights of a large wooden frame she saw that he had been selecting four restraints from the collection on the wall. Still Zoe didn’t invoke the safe word as Matt fastened a restraint round each wrist, securing them with the Velcro so that they weren’t tight enough to be uncomfortable, but there was clearly no way of pulling free of them. As he did this Mandy was fastening the other restraints round her ankles. She could feel Mandy’s breath hot on the tops of her thighs as she fastened the Velcro cuffs.

Each cuff had a length of tape attached to it, and Matt and Mandy used these to tie Zoe to the frame, so her arms extended upwards at almost 45 degrees, and her feet were spread far enough for her to feel extremely vulnerable without being uncomfortable. Matt and Mandy stood either side of her, their hands wandering all over her body. As they moved about she could feel his cock and her breasts brushing against her. She was no longer sure what she was feeling, but she did know that she wasn’t going to call a halt to proceedings just yet.

Matt and Mandy had now positioned themselves so she was behind Zoe and he was in front. In unison they started to kiss her neck and then very slowly kiss their way down her body, so she was simultaneously enjoying the stimulation of Mandy’s little butterfly kisses on her back as Matt was kissing his way round her breasts. As they got lower Zoe was well aware that the only way to stop them was to stop things completely. And much as part of her felt that she should have actually done that long ago, another part of her was getting incredibly worked up by the attention she was receiving.

When Mandy got down to her buttocks she parted them with her hands and kissed and licked down between them. Rather than continuing to work her way downwards she stopped there, her tongue licking and probing as Matt’s mouth found its way to her pussy. She was now being licked by both of them at the same time and the physical sensation was like nothing she had experienced before.

Even though she was tied up, she was still able to buck her hips back and forwards which she did with increasing speed as her orgasm started to build. Just as she got to the verge of major climax they both stopped what they were doing and stepped away from her. She would never believe that she could have felt such a keen sense of disappointment at being left alone in such circumstances, but their skilled reading of her state of arousal had left her right on the edge.

To make things worse she now had to watch as Mandy got on her knees in front of Matt and began sucking at the head of his cock while her hand ran up and down the length of his shaft. When she decided he was ready she unfastened a stud at the crotch of her basque and bent over a bench placed directly in Zoe’s line of sight. Matt needed no second invitation and entered her from behind, thrusting his hips back and forwards as he hung onto hers.

Zoe was almost crying with sexual frustration as she watched the two of them. Adam was clearly very skilled and he quickly brought Mandy to climax but held back his own orgasm. As Mandy’s shuddering subsided Adam started to undo Zoe’s bindings. As her arms came free Matt took her hands and guided them to his still very hard shaft. She didn’t even need to be told what to do and instantly grabbed him and started to work up and down his length. As she did this Mandy came and stood behind her and reached round to stroke her clit.

Matt had clearly had enough of all this self control as he started to groan and tense before shooting cum all over Zoe’s abs and hands. The sight of this tipped Zoe over the edge, and as she started to come herself Mandy’s fingers worked faster and faster, bringing her to a supremely intense orgasm.

As she showered alone afterwards Zoe had to admit that she had enjoyed not being in charge for once, but she wasn’t sure whether she would want to do it again.