Page 13 of The Secret Stalker
I frown, surprised he really wants to know. “Really?” I question, unsure where this is going or why he wants to know.
“All of it. Every. Single. Detail. Touch yourself whilst you do it.”
Interesting,I think. Why? Maybe he is like a type of voyeur but retrospectively. Is that a thing? That doesn’t even makesense. But none of this makes sense. I give in trying to join up the dots so I tell him. I tell him every detail from the glass of champagne to the mask, the chair and Rory biting into my leg as the electro wand touched my clit and I came. I tell him about how Rory scooped me up and carried me to his bed and made love to me and how that had been the first time I wasn’t tied to his bed and I could see him. I enjoy reliving every moment, both in my mind and between my legs as my clit sparks and I chase my pleasure in front of Mack, for Mack. I admit that Rory asked me to dinner and to break the Clarendon rules and I had agreed whilst he was still inside me and then he fucked me into the bed before I fell asleep.
When I finish my story, Mack lifts his hips and pushes down his track pants to allow his impressive cock to spring free. I can’t help but lick my lips, turned on by my own story and the fact he too enjoyed it. He sits back in his chair and runs his palm down the length of himself staring at me. “Show me what he did to your neck, your hair is hiding it from me.” I don’t know what he means at first and I don’t know how he can see it but I remember what side Rory was kissing down and move my hair to show him. He pulls in a breath and I can see him fist and squeeze the tip of his cock at the sight of my neck and the marks that must clearly be visible.
“Did you enjoy Rory marking you, claiming your skin, your body?”
“Yes,” I breathe out as I circle my clit which is sparking wildly at his words.
“Would you allow me to brand your skin, claim my mark on your body too?”
“Yes,” I say on a ragged breath.
“You’d let two of us pledge our stake on your skin?”
“Yes.” This makes Mack smile, and then his teeth nibble down on his lower lip.
“Where, Master?” I ask. “Where on my skin would you mark?”
My question seems to please him as he groans and lets his head fall back to the headrest before straightening again to say, “Your breasts are mine, I would claim them as mine.”
That’s all I need to hear as I topple over the precipice of my climax as I look at Mack stoking himself urgently now. My whole body shudders and flutters in ecstasy, overwhelming my senses as Mack watches on, his fist moving quicker. I don’t know this man but what I wouldn’t do to open my mouth right now and ask to lick up his length and swallow him down… Instead I say softly, “I want to taste you, Mack. I want to feel you on my lips and taste you on my tongue before I take every inch of you and make you mine.”
My words hit as I had hoped and ropes of white liquid ejaculate from his angry red tip and fly over his hand and onto the floor where I can’t see, sadly nowhere near my waiting mouth. A strangled groan leaves his lips and I want my lips to be on his. I want to climb up onto his lap and ride his cock rather than watch it from a distance.
When Mack sits back in his chair, breathing deeply and sated, he says, “Apply for the Shibari job that is posted tonight. I will see you in the morning. Get some rest, my good fucking girl.” And with that the screen goes blank to leave me gaping at his words.Shibari?Another job.His job? Or another of his mates maybe? What the fuck is this game he’s playing?
Mack
Seeing her so freshly fucked… I knew what Rory likes to do to her but seeing it fresh and first hand hits in a different way. I feel jealous but I also liked seeing the evidence of my friend on her body. I liked seeing how much she enjoyed her time with Rory, especially as she was touching herself. I didn’t know how she would react to me not being in the job but hearing how well our plan went gives me hope we can pull off everything we had dreamed. We risked her choosing Rory and not wanting to play with me anymore but there she was, my perfect girl, showing up and giving herself over to me, like she just did to Rory.Oh Sophie, the plans we have for you, sweet girl. Sweet dreams, my angel.
Member 669
I reach for the tissues on my desk and wipe up the come from my hand. I cannot not reach for my cock at just the sight of my perfect naked Sophie sitting wide-eyed and open, cream still dripping from her pussy. She looks especially fuckable after being fucked so much. Even I enjoyed her stories of her time with Rory. I can share. I am sharing. I am letting Mack’s little plan play out. Sophie is the perfect slut for everyone. Playing into their plans like a good little whore. Everyone is getting a piece of her sweet, plump pussy and soon it’s going to be my turn. Soon it’ll be my cock sliding into her warm wet pussy, soon it’ll be my name she is moaning as she coats her come around my cock. Soon, it’ll be my mark on her body. That day cannot come soon enough. Patience. I’ve waited this long. I can wait a few more days.
EIGHT
Sophie
I am in too much of a hurry to do anything except sit on my chair, log into the Clarendon Playmates portal and see what job Mack is talking about. And there on the Amber board is a Shibari Job. I click on it and read:
Shibari, Thursday 3-6pm, Member 370, FP/MM 3hrs
I would like to tie you up and make you mine. I want you to give yourself over to me, mind, body and soul. Let me take you to a higher place and make you see God. It would be my pleasure to accompany you. I will enjoy tying you up so you are immovable and open for everything I will bestowon you.
Payment $3,000
I recognise the wording but I know members do cut and paste from other posts. They are always allocated a new member number for every post so as much as I’d like to guess who Member 370 is, the truth is, it could be anyone I’ve already played with or it could be Mack. I won’t know unless I arrive. And Mack asked me to apply for it, so he wants me there for a reason, for his game. Whilst I don’t understand this game, following his instructions hasn’t been bad so far. Wild horses won’t keep me from applying for this job if for nothing more than curiosity right now. I want to know if this is Mack or one of my regulars. I assume it’s one of my regulars because ever since the Charity Job, Shibari has been a favourite of mine this past year. And other than that first guy, there has only been one other that has posted the job and he has never declined my job application. So only time will tell. I begin to type.
Dear Member 370,
Tie me up and take me to meet my God. I want to hand my body over to you for an afternoon of utter submission and deliverance. I know the risks, I also enjoy the rewards, your rewards. Make me yours and I will give you all of me.
Yours, Sophie
I hit send, close my laptop and pull on some clean pjs.Dinner timemy stomach growls at me. I walk into my kitchen and quickly put myself together a roast salmon and vegetable dinner. I pick up my plate and settle on the sofa and put one of my favourite movies on. My body and my mind are craving cosy comfort right now. I tuck into my food and watch my favourite actors playing the roles I’ve seen them play athousand times before which calms my racing tangled thoughts. When I finish my food, I set my plate aside lazily and pick up my phone. I want to tell someone about what just happened today but I also don’t, I haven’t digested it myself yet.
