You tell me we are going out but won't tell me where.

You tell me to put on my highest gloss black heels, black stockings with that black lace suspender belt you always tell me you love to see me in and nothing more - I feel a shiver of excitement run through my whole body at your instructions and don't stop to ask what you have planned for me. After dressing to your instructions I sit in front of the mirror applying my makeup and finishing off my hair, I always try to look my best for you whatever you ask of me. I notice that my nipples are already very hard, I think maybe from the exposure to the air but I secretly know that it is with the excitement and the anticipation of what is coming - whatever that may be.

You call to me that is time to leave and I join you in the front room, my breasts bouncing gently as I make my way carefully down the stairs in my very high heels. You turn and smile at me as I walk towards you before you hand me my long black leather coat - "You need to wear a little more than that to travel"

We leave the house and walk towards the car, I feel that everyone in the neighbourhood is watching me even though there is no-one around that I can see. As we arrive at the car you unlock it and open the back door for me, I look at you quizzically as I climb into the car and sit behind the drivers seat. You start the engine and then turn to me with something in your hand, at first I don't realise what it is but as you hand it to me I realise it is a black blindfold, a sleeping mask from the airline that took us on our last long-haul holiday. As we pull away you instruct me to put the blindfold on and sit low in the car unless I want all the neighbours to see me like that - the thought seems to amuse you as you laugh quietly. I pull the blindfold over my head and make sure it sits comfortably over my eyes, the darkness is near total and I am now reliant on only the sounds that reach my ears. As you drive the situation causes me to flush hot with excitement and cold with a little fear, I trust you totally but all those what ifs ? Anyone could see me like this and how could you explain it to friends, colleagues or the worst one possible - family ?

We drive in silence for what seems like forever as my ears strain to take in all those everyday sounds and make some kind of picture in my mind but all my mind comes up with are scenes of my embarassment and humiliation at all the imagined people that are watching me as we travel. The seatbelt is pulled tight across my body causing the smooth cold inside of my leather coat to rub against my hard nipples which sends that electric message of excitement down into my pussy. You say nothing as you drive.

After an imagined eternity the car slows and then turns, slowing more. I sense we are approaching a building and as the sounds of the car echo I feel like we have passed through some kind of covered area, I guess at an archway. You pull the car to a complete stop and turn off the engine, turn to me and tell me to keep the bindfold tightly on and follow your instructions - I shiver with excitement and trepidation and nod my understanding. You open your door and I feel the car move as you climb out and shut the door behind you leaving me briefily to the sounds of my own breathing. The door next to me opens and you tell me to take your hand and step out slowly. As I do so I feel totally vunerable, my loss of sight making every sound intensified and confusing and I am aware of my coat slipping open as I swing my legs onto the ground and stand, a rush of air reaches my exposed pussy before the coat falls into place around me. You shut the car door behind me and put your arm around my waist to guide me forward, the feeling of your arm usually so comforting has now taken on an added dimension, a practically rather than a romantic gesture.

You walk me slowly forward my heels making a clicking noise against a hard surface, concrete or tarmac I suppose before stopping me and telling me we are at the foot of some stairs. You stand in front of me and take both my hands guiding me up each step in turn, a clanging sound echoes around as my heels meet each metal stair. You once again take my hand and guide me forward for a short distance, I am aware of a wall running next to my right and a flower perfumed fresh air to my left. As we stop I hear the harsh sounds of a key rattling against a fob followed by the more familiar noise of a key being inserted into a lock. You pull me forward and past you, I can hear all the sounds change as I step into what must be a room, the floor softer beneath my heels, muffled steps.

You walk me a little more into the room and then I feel you standing in front of me but you say nothing. You leave me like this for a few more seconds before you speak, telling me quietly but forcefully that I am not to move my hands or touch anything unless instructed to do so, the tone in your voice sends another electric shiver deep into my pussy. I nod my agreement, seemingly unable to speak and after I do so I feel your hands pull at the buckle that is holding my leather coat together until it releases swinging open to partly expose me to you. You slip your hands inside and push it off my shoulders so it drops to the ground and I tense slightly in the anticipation of feeling your hands over my body but the touch never comes as I hear and feel you pulling my coat away and picking it up.

My mind is now racing with confusion as I wait thinking that you will remove my blindfold at any moment to reveal where I am but instead your hand guides me over the the edge of what you tell me is a bed and have me sit on the edge of it. You tell me to slide back onto it until I am fully on my back with my arms reaching above my head towards where the head of the bed must be, legs out with my sharp heels digging into whatever is covering the bed.

I hear and sense you walk alongside the bed towards my head before I feel your hand firmly grasp my wrist and slip something cold that feels like a bracelet over it and then with a sharp clicking noise I feel it tighten. With a moment of panic and shock I realise that you have just cuffed me and as I pull against it you take my other wrist firmly, pin my arm back and with another click cuff that one as well, as pull against it I realise you have cuffed me to the head of the bed with my wrists connected via some kind of connection, as I can't hear much noise I guess at rope, giving me no way of putting my arms down but with limited movement above my head. As I struggle against it you lean over and whisper in my ear that it is everything I ever wanted, that you know my darkest desires and how much this secretly excites me and as I slowly stop trying to fight against the cuffs I know deep down that you are right. You lean over and kiss me on the lips say "trust me" and then with a start I hear your footsteps moving across the room away from me followed by the bang of a door shutting.

I lie on the bed in my darked world with thoughts and images racing through my mind, where am I ?, has to be a house or hotel, hotel most likely, what is going to happen ? too many possibilities to consider, what must I look like secured to the bed like this ?!

After a few minutes I hear the door being unlocked, you are back and I wonder what awaits me next, I strain to hear more sounds and with a shock realise that I can hear too much breathing and too many footsteps for it to be you alone. I flush hot from head to toe at the shock, embarassment and excitement of the realisation of what is happening and about to happen but I still tense through subconcious reaction as I sense someone getting closer to where I lie exposed. I hear the footsteps stop and can hear someone breathing heavily next to me,  I squirm against my bindings as I wait for what is going to happen next, body tingling and tense awaiting the inevitable touch, guessing where it will be on my body.

When the touch happens my whole body jerks in surprise even though I knew it was coming, a rough feeling hand slides up my leg and over my thigh, rough like sandpaper, a hand that is used to manual labour, not soft like your touch. The rough hand contines to slides up my thigh and cups my pubic mound as it gets to the top of my thigh, I feel a thick finger push against my pussy lips and I squirm against the touch, legs still together as some kind of last defence against what is happening. The finger keeps pushing against my pussy lips until I give in to the inevitable and open my legs more to allow his finger to part my lips and gain access to the building heat within me. His finger continues to probe my lips and runs up and down over my harden clit causing me to shiver with the thrills starting to run through my groin and back up my spine. As abruptly as the touch started it ends leaving me in a confused state of arousal and even a little happy that this unseen man is no longer probing my most personal of places.

My confusion and happiness is short lived as I hear the sounds of clothes being removed, a shirt maybe being pulled off but definitely the sound of a belt being undone followed by the sound of a fly zipper being undone before I feel the end of the bed sag as someone climbs onto it. He, as I can only assume from the touch that it is male, pushes my legs apart as he works his way up the bed sending a whole new wave of excitement through me and nerves tingle the length of my body as I fight the urge to close my legs as tightly as possible and scream for it to stop, every nerve in my body in a state of total alert. He slides his hands under my hips and lifts me up and towards him into position as much as he can within the confines of my bindings, I feel the head of his cock pushing against my pussy lips as he works it up and down teasing up against my clit causing me to open wider ready to accept him. He slowly starts to push the head into my pussy and I am shocked at how thick it feels already as it slides past my lips and starts to enter my already wet pussy. He keeps sliding it in and as I surrender myself to him I can only imagine what it looks like to anyone observing, or more exactly to those I know as much as I can know to be observing, me tied hands above my head to the bed, stocking clad legs, black heels still on spread wide with this stranger between them working his cock slowly into me. Everytime he pauses to tease me more I think he is fully in but each time I am shocked as he has more to give me, your cock has given me many orgasms over the years but cannot compete with this one for size or thickness ! Once he is fully in he holds it there for a few seconds and I have the wonderful feeling of stretching and relaxing to take him all, a fullness I have never experienced before. He starts to fuck me slowly at first, leaning forward to lick and kiss my naked breasts and hard nipples as he starts to increase the thrusts, pulling out until he is almost out before plunging back deep into me causing me to moan with the waves of pleasure that are starting to build within me. He starts to fuck me hard and before I reach that point where the waves of pleasure turn into that firework display that come with my orgasm he pulls out and I feel his thick warm cum spray up my belly and land over my breasts, spurt after spurt falls on my naked  body as I moan at the frustration on the subsiding waves of pleasure. I feel him wipe his cock head against my pussy lips before he backs off the bed leaving once again alone but now covered in his cum and frustrated.

But I don't have time to think about this or dwell on how much I need to cum as the bed sags once again - is he back to finish what he started - that would be a good ending. I soon realise that this is a second man, I knew I could hear more than one set of breathing and footsteps when the door opened, as there is an urgency and roughness to this man that instantly identifies him as not the same person. His hands grab my legs and push them apart roughly, snagging my stockings as he does so. There is no foreplay or subtlety about this man, he wants to fuck and fuck hard, he places his cock against my throbbing pussy and forces himself deep in to me, as I feel him plunge deep in I am glad that I had built up near to orgasm with the first man, my wetness making this time bareable and even exciting. He fucks hard, I feel his balls banging into me as reaches the end of each thrust, the bed groaning and the headboard banging the wall in sync with rythum. He is is not as big as the first man but his energy and the excitement of being used in this way combined with his thickness starts me building nearer and nearer to orgasm but never quite getting there due to some of the discomfort he is causing me. He fucks me harder and harder until I feel like he will drive me through the bed until with one final deep thrust he collapses onto me and I feel his cock juddering within me as he pumps his cum deep into my womb and at that moment I realise the implications of what has happened, sex with others was a major step but you have arranged to allow these men to pump their cum wherever they like including the most intimate of my places, the one that takes your cum. I lie there with his cock in me, erection subsiding, he is muttering something I can't hear before he pulls out and I am once again left in my dark world, now used, a little bruised with the marks of other men both on me and now deep in me.

I don't even bother to wonder now, my mind seems to have switched from a set of fervent images and thoughts to considering nothing but the moment and where my orgasm is coming from if anywhere at all. I lie there now legs spread wide exposed for all to see, I can feel the wetness of my own juices and the last mans cum as the air hits them, waiting for the next man or men to join me and use me as they have been instructed or want to. As I lie there in this moment I am surprised to hear a floorboard creak next to me at the head of my bed and then a soft hand runs over my left breast, pausing briefly to stroke my nipple before running over to my right breast - this soft hand could be be you, it feels a lot like your touch but there is something in my mind that tells me that it is still someone else. The hand plays gently with my breasts stroking and caressing, teasing and tweaking causing that invisible wire between my chest and pussy to start to pull tight and twang, I start to moan softly and wriggle as the pleasure waves slowly start again. Just as I think this is going to be my moment it stops and I hear the man walk away - maybe this is how it is going to be, tease and cum, tease and leave. No sooner have I had this thought than someone climbs on the bed next to me causing me to start - between my legs I was expecting but not next to me. He runs that soft hand the length of my body, from breasts to thighs, snaking over my belly, around my pussy, back over my inner thighs, a light touch on my inflamed pussy lips before repeating the cycle. Now this is a man who is a skilled lover and not just a man who is here to fuck, he is already pushing me quickly towards that shattering orgasm that has been building since I dressed on your instructions what seems like a lifetime ago. His hand stops its sliding over my body and I a little disappointed but he immediately uses one hand to spread my pussy lips wide and expose my throbbing clit and inner lips, even the cooler air over them excites me in my aroused state but when he starts to gently rub around my clit with his finger I start to buck wildly on the bed, oh god that feels so good, the start of the release of all those waves of pleasure. He keeps working his finger around my clit as I get hotter and hotter, the feelings getting more and more intense until he finally moves his finger directly onto my clit working it around in tiny circles. I explode with wave after wave, the lights go off in my head, sparklers, fireworks, rainbows all combine with an intense heat pulsing through my body as I scream and scream finally close to blackout as I clamp my legs together onto his hand. After I regain control he does fuck me, a business like procedure which I am all to grateful to give after him after the magic he worked with me, he cums in me and leaves as quietly as he arrived.

This time no-one else joins me and I hear people leaving and the door shuts behind them leaving only silence and my deep breathing from all the exertion I have just been though. I think I doze off as I jump as you kiss me hard on the lips and tell me "time to go"  as you unlock each cuff in turn and help me rub life back into my dead arms, You still won't let take me take the blindfold off and help me back into my coat, you won't let me clean up either but I am beyond caring now, just tired, used and happy.

You help me retrace my steps back to the car and then we are pulling away, from where I will never know but I will never forget what happened during that first time.

Epilogue

For weeks, months after I asked you who the men were and you never would tell me, just smile at me and change the subject. Everytime a man would smile at me a certain way in the street, a stranger said hello in the most innocent of places, even when a work colleague made a risque joke I would blush and wonder if they were one of them and everytime I did it would start that tingling going again in my pussy - I even asked you if your Dad was one of them after he remarked on how good I looked in heels over Sunday lunch one week and you still just smiled. You tell me you have pictures of it all, that the video would make a bestseller on the Internet and I never know if you are joking with me.

You know that you can get that reaction from me now anywhere, you whisper in my ear at parties, in bars, friends houses, work social events - "was he one?" and then watch with amusement as I flush red with the thought.

You changed my life forever.................

..........I love you even more for that xxx