The black leather bustier pushed Nara’s breasts upward to astonishing heights; the mounds of soft flesh trembled with every step that she took. John sucked in a deep breath as she walked towards him. Her legs were on display in black thigh high vinyl boots, the heels of which had to be at least 6 inches high and devilishly pointed.
Her skin was all peaches and cream contrasting sharply with the dark clothing. Her hair was pulled into a high sleek ponytail that trailed down her back. Her eyebrows had been plucked to a perfected arch; her makeup expertly applied to accentuate her high cheekbones, dark eyes, and full mouth. He had never seen her look sexier.
Her lips were painted blood red and he watched, enthralled, as she ran her tongue around their plumpness with a look of pure hunger. In her right hand she carried a black riding crop that she was softly tapping against her milky upper thigh, leaving slight red lines on her skin.
His cock was hard as a rock now and pointed proudly toward the ceiling. He was strapped to a pole in the middle of the room, naked, the restraints biting into his flesh. He waited to do the bidding of his new mistress.
John had known Nara for a long time; she was, in fact, his usually straitlaced secretary. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined this. He and his wife had been having trouble lately and Nara seemed to be around more and more often. She had invited him out for a drink tonight, and now here they were.
The club that she had taken him to had been filled with people that looked like they had stepped straight out of a horror flick. Some even had fangs affixed to their teeth. The whole atmosphere had been hypnotic and very sexual.
The two of them had been sitting in a dark booth when a woman walked by with a completely naked man on a leash following closely behind her. He couldn’t disguise his arousal at that. Nara had laughed gently and then reached down and grabbed his hardening dick through his slacks.
He fought back his guilt at being with her in the first place and concentrated on the wonderful feelings she was bringing to his manhood. He knew that he had never wanted anyone as bad as he wanted her. She then had leaned over and whispered in his ear detailed instructions.
He obeyed quickly. He got up from the table, walked up the stairs into the third room on the right. A woman there, Annika, had taken him to a small room with a giant column in the middle and ordered him to get undressed. He did as he was told, as soon as he was completely nude, she tied him tightly to the column. There he waited on Nara.
She had definitely been worth the wait! As she drew nearer to him a drop of precum slid down the head of his cock. She came and pressed herself against him then cupping his balls in one hand roughly. She leaned in and bit him sharply on the neck. His breath caught and his eyes watered at the sudden pain.
Nara just laughed. She reached around and undid the restraints that were holding him captive. “Get down on your knees!” she commanded.
John quickly dropped to the ground and looked up at her lust clouding his eyes. She lifted one booted foot and settled it onto his shoulder; her heel dug into his tender flesh. Grabbing the back of his head, she pulled his face into her scantily clad pussy.
