A Little Death

A Little Death A Little Death

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Alessa wakes up in an unknown location with three strange women. What is going on and what do they want with her?

Summary

Alessa wakes up in an unknown location with three strange women. What is going on and what do they want with her?

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Submitted: December 08, 2015

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Submitted: December 08, 2015

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I could feel myself coming back. There are muffled voices of laughter, they seem to be female. It is too dark too see anything. I slowly try to get up but I feel dizzy, too weak to pull myself up. My hands are restrained and I have been blindfolded. I am getting scared. Who are these people? Why was I passed out? Why am I tied up? 

Oh no, I hear footsteps approaching. I try to pull my hands free but all I can do is squirm.  “What’s going on? Who are you?” I demanded.  “Shhhh... it’s okay” says a soothing womanly voice as she strokes her fingers through my hair. “My name is Amanda. We met at the bar tonight, remember?” “I don’t remember anything!” I start to cry. What is going on? What do they want from me? Someone help me! She pulls down my blindfold and suddenly there are three of them. “This is Misty and this is Sarah.”  Amanda appeared to be tall and quite slim. She had long curly red hair, I actually envied her. Misty was a short and tiny. She had blonde short hair with a feathered fringe above her eyes. Sarah was an average height with graceful curves.  She had long brown silky hair. All of them were in tight black lingerie. They wore knee high stockings with a garter to hold them up. They looked like they could be some sort of sex cult. “You agreed to come stay the night with us. We won’t hurt you. We just want to have a little fun.” Misty explains as the other two nod. “Why am I tied up? And where are my clothes!”  “You won’t be needing them tonight.” “Untie me, I want to go home.” “Chill out Alessa, just relax. It’ll be fun.” I do not even know why I am here. I do not want any part of this. Wait, how does Misty know my name? Right, the bar… Why can I not remember?

“Your legs are divine.” Sarah mumbles as she runs her fingers slowly up my thigh. “Don’t touch me!” I exclaim. “Girl, if you want things to go well, you better start cooperating.” I closed my eyes; wondering why this is happening to me. Why are three females holding me captive? Do they think I am a lesbian? I have a boyfriend. James. Where the hell is he? “I was at the bar with my boyfriend, James. What happened to him?” “We told him to go home. He knew you were coming over for a night with the gals.” “He wouldn’t leave me with a bunch of psychos.” “WHO ARE YOU CALLING PSYCHO?” Amanda yells. “Amanda, it’s okay. It’s probably just the drugs talking. Let get this night started.” Sarah explains to Amanda. “I was drugged?” I questioned. “How do you think we got you here? Why do you think you can’t remember things clearly?” “I’ll be right back.” Misty says as she she exits to the corridor. 

“The safe word is red.” Misty mentions as she walks back into the room with a big wooden chest. She places it in front of me and starts to unpack what looks to be various sex toys. “Have you had any experiences with these?” Misty asks with several items in her hands. “No, I don’t even know what half of those are. Nor do I want to know.” “We’ll teach you. Amanda, Can you move Alessa onto the bed?” Amanda walks over, unties me from what seems to be a heater and drags me onto the bed. “Let start this off slow.”

I am tied down on the bed, arms and legs cuffed to the bed posts. They recovered my eyes with the satin blindfold. My mind and body are ready to give up. There is no way I am getting out of here. A tear falls down my cheek as one of them climbs on to the bed. “This won’t hurt.” Amanda whispered. I could feel her hands exploring my body; her fingers tracing my collar bone, slowly working their way down my torso and ending in my thigh. I try to pull away but there is no use. I am stuck here. She cups my breast in her left palm while her right hand is making its way into my slit. I cringe upon contact. “Please stop.” I whimper. “shhh…”one of them murmured. Her finger circles my clit. “RED!” I exclaimed. “That is not what that word is for. If for some reason you deem unsafe, a life threatening matter, that is when it is used. Now because of this, you need to be punished. Misty, bring the riding crop.” I feel my body being moved onto my side and then, smack. “Ah!” And again. Smack. I can feel the leather burning my skin. Tears are pouring from my face now. I just want to go home. They turn me back over and Amanda proceeds by sliding her finger into me. She pulls it out and begins to rub my clit in a back and forth motion. I cannot deny the pleasure I begin to feel. Is there something wrong with me? As she moves her finger faster I can feel myself getting wetter. I am actually enjoying this. She proceeds to finger me again but with two fingers this time. She slowly moved her fingers in and out and then back and forth against my g-spot. My body is getting warmer and I am starting to squirm. I lightly begin to pant and continue to moan as I get closer to climaxing. She then removes her fingers and I feel something wet against my lips. She is now kissing my vagina and teasing me with her tongue. I growl a powerful moan. She proceeds to lick my clit in circular motions and periodically sliding her tongue inside of me. My legs tighten as I feel it approaching; I grasp onto the bed rails and just let myself go. Amanda immediately uncovers my eyes and then begins to kiss me. I started to kiss back. I do not know what I am thinking; all I know is that it feels right.


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