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WARNING : The following story contains descriptions of sexual
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Caveat lector; you read at your own risk.
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Written by: The Dolphin

Another note:  The girl in this story is a real person, an ex-girlfriend of 
mine.  We parted amicably, and I still care about her a lot.  This story is 
a work of fiction - it never happened, although I have shared it with her, 
and she enjoyed it.  I hope you do too!  The names have been changed to 
protect us both.  Georgetta is the name of another girl that I have desired, 
but the physical descriptions of my heroine are of my ex-girlfriend.

There will definitely be more to this story.  A good number of readers have 
written me and begged me for more adventures of Chris & Georgetta, so more 
to this tale is definitely in the works!  Many of you have written in over 
the last week since I posted Chapters 7, 8, and 9 looking for the last 
three.  So, I'm happy to oblige!!!

Story Codes:
{ASSM} NEW Georgetta: The Bet Part II (11/12) by The Dolphin (MF rom slow 
bd)

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The Bet Part II: Saturday Morning
Chapter 11:  Georgetta Over Easy
Copyright 2000 The Dolphin31p@hotmail.com


Chris tied the shoe lace behind Georgetta's ears in a big bow knot. It 
wasn't really a formal piece of bondage gear - it just happened to have been 
left in the duffel bag from the last time his shoelace on his gym sneakers 
broke, but it did the job.  He had looked around quickly after shoving his 
briefs into her mouth for something to hold it into place, but she had used 
up all of his real bondage stuff when she tied herself to the table.

He really didn't intend to leave her gagged for too long - just a few 
minutes or so while he let his dick recover.  He could still feel the 
incredible sensations her mouth had done on his penis.  He had never had a 
blow job as incredible as the one she had just given him.  He wasn't sure 
just which had been the greater stimulant - the feeling of his entire length 
being engulfed by her mouth, or the feeling of power he had that came from 
fucking her mouth while she was powerless to stop him from doing what ever 
he wanted to do to her helpless body.  (Well, that wasn't entirely true, he 
admitted to himself.  If she had asked, he would have stopped and released 
her.  THEN he would have fucked her, but still...)

He poured himself a cup of coffee and looked over his bound girlfriend.  He 
still couldn't get over what she had done to herself.  He squatted in front 
of her, trying to figure out how she had gotten the handcuffs around the 
chain.  He stood up and walked around the table and admired her legs and 
ass.  He let his fingers trail softly down her back, and over her buttocks, 
and then softly followed the panty down the crack of her ass and forward 
between her parted thighs.  She stopped moving herself against the table 
edge and pushed herself slightly back from the table, pushing back towards 
his stroking fingers.  He allowed his fingers to reach up and stroke her 
panty-covered pussy - he stopped and moved his fingers slightly - he didn't 
feel the knob of the vibrator!  He knew it was in her - he had heard it 
humming, and she had jumped noticeably every time he adjusted the speed 
setting.  He picked up the remote and turned it back up to medium, and 
watched as she shook - it was inside her all right.  He realized that she 
must have pushed it completely inside while trying to get that little bit of 
extra stimulus.

He slid his first two fingers inside the leg opening of the panty - God was 
she wet - and wiggled his index finger inside her.  Her quickly found the 
base of the vibrator just inside her opening.  He nudged his finger, 
wiggling it around.  She shook her ass at him and wiggled on top of the 
table, and several muffled noises came from her mouth.  He moved his hand 
slightly and was able to slide his thumb inside the panty and then inside of 
her, and using both his thumb and first finger, grabbed hold of the 
vibrator.  Slowly and deliberately, he started moving the base of the sex 
toy in a slow circular motion, moving the tip around deep inside of her.  He 
reached over with his other hand and undid the bow on the panty on her right 
hip, and then reached across to untie the bow on the other side, and pulled 
the panty off her ass and dropped it onto the floor.

Her backside was completely exposed now, her ass and pussy framed by the 
white garters and stockings.  He squatted down behind her and brought his 
free right hand up, rubbing his fingers along the outside of her wet pussy.  
He moved his thumb up and began rubbing it against her clitoris, all the 
while continuing to move the vibrator in a clockwise rotation inside her.

Removing his thumb from her clit, he let his fingers trail upwards across 
her mound and then up over her anus and into the cleft between her cheeks.  
Repeating this motion several times, he left a trail of pussy juice upwards 
over the pink anus opening.  He plunged his forefinger into her very wet and 
juicy pussy, soaking his fingers in her juices, and then removed his finger 
and pressed it softly against the opening of her anus.  He felt her stiffen 
underneath his touch as he started working his finger back and forth over 
her second opening, dampening and loosening the muscles.  Then, softly and 
slowly, he wiggled the tip of his finger inside her.  A low and long muffled 
moan escaped from the other side of the table as her virginal asshole gave 
way to his probing finger.

This was another area that they had never explored, although he had read of 
it and seen it on the adult video they had rented.  He wasn't sure he had 
any interest in actually fucking Georgetta "up the ass," in the quaint 
terminology of the adult video trade, but he had read that the anus was very 
sensitive, and had wanted to try this on Georgetta.  And what better time 
when she was unable to resist?  In her aroused and completely  helpless 
state, he thought she might be more open to this bit of exploration.  She 
wasn't yelling or screaming through the gag at him to stop, so she wasn't 
exactly telling him not to, so...

Continuing his ministrations of her anus with his right hand, he resumed 
moving the vibrator inside her, flicking the speed up another notch.  He 
worked his right forefinger in and out of her ass while he increased the 
speed of the vibrator and its throbbing inside her pussy.

Moments later, the effects of his dual simulations resulted in Georgetta's 
third orgasm of the morning.  Her whole body shook and spasmed on the table. 
  He increased the pace of his thumb on her clitoris, and, slightly pulling 
the vibrator out of her bottom, flicked the speed to high and thrust it 
rapidly in and out and up and down within her, hitting every nerve ending 
and sensitive place inside her that he could.  He could hear her moans and 
yells, muffled by the gag.   He thrust his right forefinger deeper into her 
ass, pressing his finger up past his second knuckle into her, and this 
combination of movements set her whole body shaking and squirming on the 
table, barely held in place by the chains and bonds she herself had fastened 
to her arms and legs.  He rotated his finger inside her ass, pressing 
downwards so that he could feel the press of the vibrator inside her pussy 
through the wall of skin and muscle separating her vagina from her ass.

He stopped the motions of his finger inside her and the concurrent motion of 
the vibrator inside her pussy and stood up.  He withdrew the finger from 
inside her and brought his right hand up to her head and the bow-tie on the 
shoelace holding her gag, while still moving the vibrator inside her.  
Moments later, he heard the sound of her spitting his briefs out of her 
mouth, no longer fastened by the shoelace.

"Oh-my-god-oh-my-god- oh-my-god-oh-my-god- Oh-my-god-oh-my-god- 
Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-Ohhhhhhhhhh-that feels so good-mmmpf-mmmpf-mmmmpf- oh my 
god- I'm going to -ooohhhhhhhhhh- fucking kill---ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- fucking 
kill ahhhhhhhhhh-shit, don't stop- that feels so gooooood - kill you for 
---oohhhhhh- this--- Oh-my-god-oh-my-god- 
Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-Ohhhhhhhhhh..."

Her voice and moans were ranging through several octaves, sometimes starting 
low and finishing low, sometimes in a low bass that rose to a high shriek.  
Her moans slowed down and her voice returned to its normal pitch as he 
slowed the motion of the vibrator in his hand.  He would occasionally flick 
his forefinger across her clit, which resulted in a very cute "eek" each 
time in between the moans, "oh-my-gods", and "ahhhhs" she was letting out in 
a non-stop stream.

He dropped his hand from the vibrator and stood up.  His penis was beginning 
to harden, but he knew it would still be a while before he was hard enough 
to fuck her.  No, he thought to himself, there's still a bit more teasing 
that needs to happen.

He turned around and walked quickly back into the bedroom and over to the 
dresser.  He heard her call out to him as he walked away, but with the 
headphones still on she had no idea where he was or what he was doing.  He 
opened the middle drawer in her dresser and found the other package he had 
hidden there.  He walked back out into the living room and over to where 
Georgetta was bound, and opened the box, removing the second vibrator.  This 
was a smaller and thinner, five-inch purple vibrator.  It had been the first 
one he had purchased and had intended to use until he had found the 
"ultimate teaser" model.  Now, he knew of a use for it.

He reached down and removed the larger Teaser model from Georgetta, slowly 
pulling it from her wet opening.  Then, turning the purple one onto its Low 
setting, he touched the tip of it up against her wet pussy, turning it from 
side to side and working it slowly into her opening.

                                     * * * *

Georgetta felt him withdraw the vibrator and then felt the tip work up and 
down her opening.  She felt him press it up against her vaginal lips, and 
then start working it inside of her again.  "I want you inside me," she said 
towards him, turning her head slightly.  A particularly loud guitar solo was 
playing in her ears, so if he replied she didn't hear him.  She felt the 
vibrator press deep inside her and then withdraw.  She felt him move the tip 
upwards to her clitoris and hold there, buzzing against that sensitive spot, 
and then trail down across her opening and touch against her asshole.  She 
could feel how very wet she was, felt the juices on her legs and dripping 
slowly down her thighs.  Then she felt the tip of the vibrator press into 
her asshole.  She moaned as he pressed the toy an inch or so in and then 
withdrew it.  Ten seconds or so seemed to pass, and then she felt the 
vibrator press back into her pussy.  He was moving it slowly into her, and 
she shook as he continued to press it inside her - he was going very slowly, 
and it seemed like the toy kept going and going and going, deeper and deeper 
inside of her.

She felt him continue to press against her anus as well.  She could feel his 
fingers run across the opening to her pussy, picking up her juices, and then 
continue up her ass to her anus, pressing softly into her anal opening.  She 
wasn't sure yet what she thought of this new trick - it surprised her to 
realize that her ass and asshole could also be a source of stimulation.

                                  * * * *

Chris pulled the purple vibrator out of Georgetta's pussy and quickly 
replaced it with the Teaser vibrator, pushing the larger toy back deep into 
her.  He let go of its end, now buried to the hilt in Georgetta's pussy, and 
then brought the smaller one up to her ass.  It was coated with her juices, 
but he took his index finger of his free hand and dipped it into the wetness 
around her pussy and then pressed it against her anus.  He felt her, 
surprisingly, press back against him, pushing towards his finger.  He 
pressed inside of her, continuing to work her juices into the opening.  As 
the lubrication from her pussy worked into her opening, her muscles 
continued to relax, and he worked his finger deeper inside.

He turned the speed of the purple vibrator up to high and then brought the 
tip of the vibrator up against her anus, and with a small push, sunk it four 
inches deep into her ass.

                                  * * * *

Georgetta stiffened as she felt the softness of his finger inside her 
replaced with the harder vibrator.  She knew she had the vibrator inside her 
pussy - so what was inside her ass?  She realized that it was buzzing too - 
another vibrator she wondered?

"Chris?  Chris - what are you doing to me?" she said.

She felt his hands still on her thighs, and then the soft touch of a fabric. 
  She felt the fabric press up against her backside, and then his hands 
between the front of her thighs and the table as he pressed the fabric 
around her front too, and then she realized that he was refastening her 
panty around her.  She felt the press of the fabric inside both of her 
openings, as the tight fabric pushed the two vibrators deeper inside her.  
She tried to ask him to take it away, but realized that she was already, 
moaning.  A lot.  And loudly.

                                    * * * *

Chris stood up and looked at the now-pantied backside of his lover.  The 
white fabric was pushed out by the back end of the smaller vibrator 
protruding slightly from her ass, but the panty seemed to be holding the two 
sex toys inside of her.

He walked back to the bedroom, leaving Georgetta squirming from the 
ministrations of two buzzing vibrators, and picked up his shorts.  He pulled 
them up to his waist, and then walked back out into the living room.  The 
table was shaking from her movements as he walked up to her and then around 
her into the kitchen.  He poured himself a glass of water and drank it, 
watching the continued motions from his girlfriend.  He had set the Teaser 
vibrator on its low setting, and not the off/on setting, so she was getting 
a steady thrumming from the larger toy.  The purple vibrator only had an 
off-low-high setting, but he had set it to high in order to see the affects 
of this stimulation in her ass.  She was moaning continuously and rubbing 
herself against the table edge as she had been when he had first found her 
there earlier in the morning.

He noticed that her panty had slipped from her hips slightly, so he stepped 
over and readjusted the item, pushing the vibrator in her ass a little 
further in at the same time.  He heard a distinctive "bastard" from between 
the moans she was letting out.  He put down the water glass and picked up a 
coffee cup, pouring himself half a cup.  He pulled a section of the paper 
out from the pile and concentrated on one Sports article for several 
minutes.

Finally, he dropped the paper back on the counter, after reading the same 
two paragraphs five times and still not having any idea what the writer had 
just described.  With a total hard-on now restored, and unable to resist the 
temptations of his helpless girlfriend, he set the coffee down and walked 
over and kneeled down in front of the table where her head hung.  A small 
stream of drool had escaped from her mouth, so he gently wiped it from the 
corner of her lip.  She raised her head at his touch, and he brought his 
lips forward and kissed her.  After a second, she kissed him back, and then 
he felt her tongue on his as they opened their mouths.  Their tongues and 
lips twirled and flicked back and forth, before she broke the kiss with a 
sudden shriek.

He raised his hands to her ears and lifted off the headphones.  He set them 
down on the table near her.

"Do you want me to stop them?" he asked her.

"Yes!!" she said.  "No wait - so close!!  No!!  Yes!  Aaaarrrggghhh I'm so 
turned on I don't know what I want!!" she told him in-between moans.  She 
was shaking, he realized, and about to have another orgasm.  He stood up, 
picked up the remote control, and thumbed the Teaser vibrator to its highest 
speed setting.

He set the remote down and stepped behind her.  Two quick motions stripped 
the panty from her again, and he grasped the ends of each vibrator with 
either hand.  Using alternating in and out thrusts, he moved the vibrators 
in and out of each opening, withdrawing one while plunging the other deep 
into her.  After less than ten alternating thrusts, she came, shaking and 
convulsing beneath him.

"Ah - ah -ah- ah -ah- ah -ah- ah -ah- ah 
-ah-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit I'm coming again!! She shouted, 
each shriek louder and higher.   He thrust both vibrators inside of her and 
held them there, letting the fingers on his left hand caress the outsides of 
her pussy as she climaxed.

For a long minute he held the toys there, buzzing inside of her as she again 
slowed down her breathing and relaxed.  He was rock hard now, and wanted to 
simply bury himself into her, but he remembered that he had taken her from 
behind the night before.  He looked at her twin openings, each filled with a 
vibrator, and thought again about her anus opening.  He was momentarily 
tempted, but wasn't really sure that was what either of them wanted.  No, he 
wanted to fuck her, hard and deep.   Well, he'd just have to settle for 
taking her from behind a second time.  Life was really a bitch sometimes, he 
thought to himself.

He pulled the vibrator out of her vagina and turned it off, dropping it 
casually onto the floor.   Chris used his now free hand to push his own 
shorts down and slid them down his legs, stepping out of them.  While still 
holding the other vibrator in her ass, he stood straighter forward and 
brought the head of his penis against her pussy entrance, rubbing the head 
up and down her wet slit.  It took all the control he could muster not to 
just push inside her and take her right now.  When she felt him nuzzle 
against the lips of her pussy, she arched her back and tightened her leg 
muscles, and almost succeeded in pushing herself back onto his penis.  He 
moved his hips backwards slightly, and then rubbed just the head of his 
prick against her wetness and then stepped away.  As if realizing he wasn't 
going to fuck her just then, she relaxed her muscles and collapsed back 
against the table edge.

Leaning forward, he again nuzzled her opening with the tip of his dick, this 
time pushing himself inside her an inch or so.  He gripped the sides of the 
table on her left side with his free hand, at once holding himself back and 
also fighting the almost overpowering urge to thrust inside.  He looked up 
to see that she had raised her head and was looking back towards him.  
Summoning his willpower, he stepped back from the table and withdrew from 
her wonderful depths.

He stepped slightly to her side, but let his hardened prick rest against the 
outside of her leg.   Chris reached across Georgetta and lifted the 
blindfold off over her head, disentangling the item from her long dark 
tresses.  She looked back at him, blinking in the sudden bright lights of 
the kitchen.  She smiled up at him, and said "now will you please fuck me?"

"Now how can I resist when you ask me so sweetly?" Chris replied to her, 
stepping backwards behind her.  He lined up his dick with her entrance, 
grabbed the table with his left hand hand, and moved his penis to her 
entrance.  "Ready, slave?"

                                   * * * * *

Georgetta still couldn't believe she was going along with all of this.    
Her decision to tie herself to the table had been made when she was still 
horny from her morning masturbation session in the bathroom.  Now she had 
already had four more orgasms, and her body was crying out for even more.  
She was more turned on than she could ever remember being, and she was 
really enjoying all of this.  On the other hand, he was getting close to 
really pissing her off with his treatment of her in the last few minutes.  
He had upped the ante with the "slave" comment.  She had almost told him to 
Fuck-off when he had called her that.

But her body wasn't letting her be quite that rationale.  Somewhere in the 
last hour she had lost out in the battle between sensuality and pride, and 
right now she just really, really, REALLY wanted to be fucked, and HARD.  It 
seemed every pleasure cell in her body was standing up and shouting and 
begging for more sex, and overwhelming and attempt at reasonableness, 
sanity, or even outrage that her other more-intelligent cells were calling 
for.  There was also lurking in the back of her mind the extremely pleasant 
thought of what she would do to him when the cards were turned.  She filed 
the "slave" comment away for further use - her acceptance of his use of the 
word was a serious amount of points that she knew he would make up to her at 
another time.

She realized again that she really liked this bondage stuff.  Chris was 
doing all the work, and she was just having one orgasm after another after 
another.  Yes, she had really worked hard on the blowjob she had given him 
earlier, but she had learned long ago that a good blowjob was a powerful 
weapon in the battle of the sexes.  Chris was in control today, but she 
would more than make him earn this little dalliance.

"Is this what you want, Slave" he asked her.  She could feel the tip of his 
prick nuzzling up against her, and knew he was going to fuck her now.   A 
vibrator buzzing in her pussy or her ass was one thing but... here it 
comes...  she braced herself for his thrust and the incredible feelings that 
would come from his prick driving deep inside her pussy and pushing and 
driving and...

But it didn't.   His head just stayed there, touching the lips of her pussy 
and nuzzling her softly, but pushed inside no farther.  He was teasing her 
even more, and she both hated and loved him for it.  But she wanted him and 
needed her inside her.  She could feel another orgasm building again, if 
possible, and knew that the feel of him inside her would be just the thing 
to push her over the edge again.  The idea came all at once.

"Please, Master, Fuck me.  Please fuck your slave now.  I need it so bad!" 
she screamed to him.  Every feminist cell and gene and leaning inside her 
screamed at her in outrage, but their combined voices were dwarfed by the 
remaining cells in her body that were screaming out for his dick.  She 
ignored the politically correct thoughts and begged him in her sexiest and 
most submissive voice.  "Fuck me master, fuck me hard!" -- 'That should do 
it," she thought to herself.

And it did.  Chris plunged his dick inside her with a hard and deep thrust, 
and she felt the head of his penis touch her cervix.

"That's a good slave" he told her as he thrust home.

It was wonderful, she thought, so incredibly amazing and wonderful that 
anything could feel this incredible.  She felt him pull all the way out of 
her and then thrust deep into her again, and then again, and again, falling 
into a steady and hard rhythm.  She felt his balls slapping hard against the 
backs of her thighs, felt his hard prick sliding in and out of her, the 
feeling of his thighs meeting hers as he fucked her.  Each thrust inward 
also meant his lower abdomen pushed the vibrator in her ass into her anal 
opening, and she found that if she flexed her buttocks muscles, she could 
push it back out just before his next inward thrust shoved it back into her.

The vibrator in her ass had surprised her at first, but now all she could 
think about how great it felt to have something filling both her openings.  
His large prick pushed in and out of her pussy and it felt even better than 
the "Ultimate Teaser" vibrator had.  It didn't vibrate but it still felt 
wonderful in so many other ways.

She felt his hands reach up and roughly pull the bottom of the camisole from 
underneath her stomach.  She flexed her back slightly, lifting her stomach 
up from the tabletop.  He rolled the white fabric upwards over her breasts.  
She shrieked as he let his fingers rub her nipples, twisting and turning 
them around within the grasp of the nipple clamps.

She screamed bloody murder when he suddenly undid the clamps on both breasts 
at the same time, and the blood went surging back from her breasts into her 
nipples.  "Oh-my-God, oh-my-god, oh-my-fucking GOD-that-feels-so-fucking- 
GOOOOOOODDDDD!!!" she screamed at him.  She was coming again, coming like a 
goddamned bat out of hell, runaway locomotive, get the hell out of my way 
cause this one is bursting loose baby!!!  She felt his hand clamp over her 
mouth, and realized she was yelling at the top of her lungs and the 
neighbors would come and break down the door and find her tied to the table 
top and getting fucked and coming and coming and soaking her kitchen table 
top in her juice and loving it and she didn't fucking care and tried to 
scream around his hand and "Oh-my-God, oh-my-god, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Then he was gone from inside her and in front of her.  His hand was pressed 
over her mouth but he had pulled completely out of her and wasn't even 
touching her anywhere.  She tried to tell him to put it back, but it came 
out more as "ppfggll itlld bbbppphhhh" around his hand.

"No screaming," he said to her in her ear, "or no fucking!" he continued.  
She really wanted to scream now.  He removed his hand from her mouth.

"You bastard - you're making me scream!" she told him, although much more 
softly than she had been screaming.  Her body was still spasming and she 
wanted his cock back in her.

He was kneeling just in front of her, naked.  She glanced down between his 
knees and saw his prick, hard, and firm, and looking very, VERY large.  She 
could see light reflecting from the juices coating it - hers and his 
combined, she knew.  If she had thought him to be about seven  inches long 
when he was excited, then he was completely fucking ecstatic at this point - 
she had never seen his prick as large and thick as it was now.  For a 
moment, she feared it would rip apart her sensitive pussy, but then she 
realized it had just been inside her before her uninhibited screams had made 
him pull out of her.  And she wanted that monster back inside her now!

"I'll be good," she told him, flashing her eyes at him and trying to give a 
winsome smile.  "Please put him back in me, baby?" she asked him, pleading.  
"Please" she intoned, softly winking her eyelashes at him again...

"That's better," he said, and stepped back to the bottom of the table.  She 
lifted her head off of the table and saw him position himself between her 
legs, and then saw and felt him thrust into her again.  "MMmmmmmmpphhh" she 
moaned, much more softly, as inch by inch he thrust himself into her.  He 
was working it in slowly, holding onto her hips with either hand and pushing 
into her inch by slow agonizing inch.

"Much....mmmmmppf...better...mmmpph....oh yeah baby more.... Mmmmphhh,,,, 
that's it", she managed to say back to him.  She tried to watch him as he 
resumed fucking her, but the feelings were just too much and she stopped 
straining and let her head hang, and closed her eyes.  She felt his hips 
meet up with hers, and then the additional pressure in her ass as he pressed 
the vibrator into her anus, and then felt him touch bottom inside her, and 
then withdraw out and resume the pumping motion.  She knew she was making 
small moaning and "mmmphhh" noises, but she tried to keep the volume down.

She loved it when Chris fucked her like this, even if she had never been 
fucked while tied up before.  At least once a week she and Chris made love 
doggy style, and she loved how his penis filled and stretched her when he 
entered her like this.  Standing up was slightly different too, she 
realized, as he seemed to be hitting different sensitive points within her.  
"Mmmpppf" she moaned again.  And the new feeling of the vibrator buzzing 
inside her ass was just an extra bit of sensation - as if she needed 
anymore!

She heard him start to moan, and opened her eyes and swiveled her head as 
far as she could to see that he had closed his eyes and was now just 
concentrating on thrusting and removing his prick from her pussy.  She felt 
his pace increase, the hard thrusts building.  His face was starting to make 
its cute expression as he built to a climax, and then, with several hard and 
fast thrusts she felt him come inside her.  She thought, or imagined, that 
she could feel the pulsating streams of semen as they erupted from his penis 
deep inside her.  Thrust after thrust, he continued pumping into her, 
slowing from the rapid thrusts to a slow and steady in-and-out before coming 
to a stop still inside her.

She felt him lean forward over her back, and then kiss the top of her head.  
He lightly kissed down her head to her left ear, and then down her shoulders 
to the middle of her back, whispering "wow" through her tresses.

"Mm-hmmm, lover," she agreed.  "That was pretty incredible," she told him.  
She tried to turn her head to meet his lips, but couldn't quite get around 
to him.  He kissed her on the ears and cheek instead.  She gave his dick a 
quick squeeze with her vagina muscles, giggling at him.

"Hey - stop that!" he said into her ear.  "You'll push me out and make a 
huge mess!"

"Hate to tell you, Romeo, but I've got all sorts of stuff dribbling down my 
legs already, she told him, giggling further.  She felt him straighten up 
and move behind her, probably peering from side to side around their 
penis-to-pussy connection to see her legs.

"I guess you're right," came his voice from somewhere behind her, "but God 
was it worth it!"  She felt him momentarily place his hands on her behind, 
and then felt him withdraw from inside her.  Seconds later she felt a soft 
tissue press against her, dabbing lightly around the lips of her pussy.  She 
felt him grasp the vibrator in her ass and slowly withdraw it.  She felt it 
slide easily out her anus, and then felt his hand press the tissue against 
there as well.  He slowly wiped her entire backside and the tops of her 
thighs down to the tops of her stockings.

"My hero!" she told him with a laugh.

"Quiet, slave" he replied, and she felt a slap on her butt.

"Hey, enough with the 'slave' bit already" she told him.

"Should I remind you that you are still tied to this table, and completely 
within my power?" Chris replied.  She felt his fingers press against and 
then into her pussy and ass to punctuate his words.

Georgetta thought about this for a minute.  She decided that his payback for 
this was going to be an awful lot of fun, once she could reverse their 
positions.  In the meantime, she was still tied to the table, and really 
needed to get out of the bonds.  Now that Chris had stopped fucking her and 
the vibrator - correction - vibrators - weren't buzzing away inside of her, 
she was beginning to feel some soreness in her muscles from being in this 
same position for so long.  Her breasts were also slightly sore from the 
nipple clips.

"Very well, Master.  But your slave's back is starting to hurt and she 
requests that you untie her from this position," she told him.  Just let him 
think she was being submissive -- for now, she thought.  The next time he 
falls asleep in the bed, whammo!  We'll see who is tied up and helpless 
then!

Chris removed his fingers from inside of her and walked around the table in 
front of her.  He kneeled down in front of her and placed a hand under her 
chin, lifting her face up to his.  They kissed, entwining tongues and lips 
for several long minutes until she broke the kiss and shook her wrists down 
in front of him, jingling the chains on the handcuffs.

"The keys are on the chain around my waist," she told him.

Chris stood up in front of her and stepped to the side of the table.   She 
noticed that he had pulled his shorts back on.  Then she felt his hands on 
the skin near her waist, sliding the chain around her to find the clasp.  
Then she contracted her stomach muscles and felt the pull of the chain 
against her skin as he pulled it from around her waist, retrieving the keys. 
    Then, he walked around the table, pausing to set the gold chain on the 
kitchen counter.  He bent over and used the master chain lock key to undo 
the lock on the chain holding her neck collar to the lower chain between the 
table legs.

Leaning down next to her ear, he whispered "I'm going to release you from 
this position, but I want you to cooperate fully as I do this.  Otherwise, I 
may just have to go to the dry cleaner and a few other errands before I can 
release you...and I'll certainly replace a few things before I go."  They 
locked eyes and they both knew exactly what 'things' he was referring to.

He was smiling as he said this though, and Georgetta grinned back, nodded 
her agreement, and gave his cheek a quick kiss before he ducked away.

Chris switched keys and unlocked the handcuff holding her wrist cuffs to the 
chain between the table legs, but left her arms hanging over the table edge 
still locked together at the wrists.  Striding around the table, he leaned 
down and unfastened the chains from her ankles to the legs of the table, 
leaving her legs still fastened to the spreader bar.

He stood behind her, carefully pressing the bulge in his shorts against her 
ass, and carefully wiggled his fingers and hands up under her arms.  
Carefully grabbing underneath either arm, he lifted her backwards and 
upwards, standing her straight up and pulling her back against him.  His 
hands dropped down around her waist and steadied her as she wobbled 
unsteadily on her high-heeled shoes and struggled to find her balance.  She 
realized her hands were still locked together too, fastened together at the 
wrists by the one closed handcuff.

She felt Chris' arms around her, holding her, and then the feeling of his 
kisses on the side of her neck and on her shoulders.  His left hand was in 
the middle of her back, softly massaging the skin and muscles that were 
starting to protest their forced positioning of the last hour.  She felt his 
other hand slowly work around her back to her stomach, and then up to softly 
caress the underside of her breasts.

She felt the tenderness in her breasts, and winced when his fingers gently 
fondled her left nipple.  It would be a while before she put those nipple 
clips back on her breasts and then tied herself breast-down onto a table, 
that was for sure.  Then the hilarity of that thought struck her and she 
started laughing.   She realized then that she actually would consider tying 
herself back up again.

"What's so funny, love?" Chris asked her.

"It's all your fault you realize," she told him.  "What have you done to 
me?" she asked him, looking back and up at him.

"Done to you?  Me?" he asked her, in mock confusion and denial.  He moved 
around beside of her and then came and leaned against the table in front of 
her.  He kept his hands on her waist to steady her.

"Well, you realize that I tied myself up for you this morning, don't you, 
dear?

"Yes, I had noticed that," he replied.

"Did I surprise you?" she asked.

"Honestly, I was completely blown away by what you did to yourself," he told 
her.

"And you liked it, didn't you.  I know it turned you on - I felt it" she 
said, giggling with the last sentence.

"Yes, I was very turned on by what you did this morning."

"Well, to my complete surprise - so was I." She said.    "If you'd have told 
me last night that before the weekend was out I would place nipple clips on 
my breasts, masturbate myself with a vibrator, and deep throat you after 
tying myself to the top of our kitchen table, I'd have walked out on you.  
I'd have been completely convinced that you were one of those lunatic sex 
freaks you read about in the paper.  And yet, just now I was thinking about 
doing it AGAIN!

"Well, I-um-well-I-um- wait -- did you just say again?  Chris sputtered as 
he digested her words.

Georgetta pressed herself up against his chest and looked up at him.  "My 
love, you have no idea how turned on and horny I am right now.  All I can 
think about it taking you deep into my mouth and throat."

She paused for a second and collected the rest of her thoughts.  "You have 
no idea just how incredible it was to have you deep inside both my mouth and 
then my pussy.  Even in my ass!!  GOD there are so many sensations I can 
vividly feel right now."

She brought her hands up his chest, pressing her fingers wide against his 
skin and chest hair, the loose half of the handcuffs trailing below her 
hands.  She took the sides of his chin and face in her hands and pulled him 
towards her, meeting his lips in a fierce kiss.

She broke the kiss and looked directly into his eyes.  "Finish untying me so 
we can go back to bed and fuck some more!" she told him.  He practically 
jumped up to get the keys from the table.   He realized just how true her 
words were as he bent over to unfasten the spreader bar from her ankles.  
She had willingly just moved their sexual relationship well past the point 
they had been at any other time in their two-year relationship.  And she was 
still looking for more!

He undid the clips on the spreader bar but left the two ankle cuffs around 
her ankles - he somehow didn't think they were done with those yet.  He 
stood up and grabbed the handcuff holding her wrists together, and unlocked 
the cuff.  He left the two wristbands on either wrist.

She was just so incredibly beautiful as she stood there waiting for him.  
She still had the white camisole up around the tops of her breasts, although 
as he watched she reached up and unrolled it down over her breasts, settling 
it just above her belly button.  "Naughty Angel" was written in red 
lettering stretched across her breasts - he hadn't been able to read it from 
behind when he had lifted it up to remove the clips from her breasts.

Her legs were still encased in the white stockings, although one of the 
garters from the white belt around her waist had come loose.  He kneeled 
down and refastened it for her, and then stepped back up.  Leather bands 
were still locked around her neck, wrists, and ankles, and she stood on the 
four inch white heels, watching him watch her.  Her dark hair was slightly 
disheveled, and the ponytails weren't quite straight anymore, but it only 
made her more appealing.    She did a quick pirouette for him, delighting in 
the attention he was giving her.  She knew just how beautiful she was, knew 
that he thought she was beautiful, and especially loved to show off for him.

He reached down and lifted her up onto the table top, setting her just on 
the edge.  He stood between her legs and slowly rubbed each arm up and down 
several times.  She had the slight pins-and-needles feelings in both arms, 
and felt the numb sensation slowly go away as he rubbed her.  She placed her 
arms around his stomach and hips and pulled him towards her in a hug.  He 
brought her hands down to her chin and lifted her face upwards, and dropped 
his lips to hers in a long and luscious and wonderful kiss.  She dropped her 
hands to his butt and squeezed each cheek.  He chuckled in the midst of 
kissing her.

Chris slowly trickled his fingers up the outsides of her thighs, over her 
hips, and up the side of her stomach and to the sides of her breasts.  She 
felt him work his fingers up under the sides of the camisole, working the 
white fabric up and over the swell of her breasts.  She raised her arms up 
to allow him to lift it up and off of her.  He bent over to softly kiss and 
nibble on her right nipple, and she shook slightly as the sensation of his 
mouth on her breast.

She leaned back slightly and let him lick and kiss either nipple, but when 
he used his hands to push her breasts together and took both nipples into 
her mouth, she had to push him back as her tortured nipples just couldn't 
stand the attention.  "It's just too much right now - they are just so 
sensitive!" she told his hurt expression.

"Why don't we go back to bed?" she asked him.  She reached out and grabbed 
hold of his shoulders, and pulled him to her. He came to her willingly.  She 
wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and her legs around his hips.  She 
felt the press of his quiescent penis against her mound through the fabric 
of his shorts.

"Place your hands under my ass, pick me up, and take me to the bedroom," she 
told him.  Then a second thought hit her.  "Slave," she added quickly.  "To 
the bedroom, Slave" she told him in what she thought was a commanding tone.  
She locked her legs around his hips and pulled his chest to hers.

He grinned back at her, and she knew he had accepted the change in command 
of this weekend.  "Yes Mistress," he told her.   She felt him reach down and 
slide his hands up under her legs, felt his hands gently grasp her ass, and 
then lift her upwards.  Then he carried her from the kitchen and into the 
bedroom.


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Continued in Chapter 12:  Now who's in Charge??, to be posted sometime in 
the next several days.

(The best part of this is the slow build-up - I can't give you the ending 
immediately!!)

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