Part 1

His rapier wit was what attracted me first.

Then I moved onto the way he moved across the room, His hair was long
but pulled back, his eyes sparkled when he laughed. I looked up to
notice he was looking back at me, our eyes locked and the sparks flew.
He made his way over to me as I was inspecting a plant. I didn't hear
him as much as feel him, I felt a heat behind me, smelled a manly
scent, no cologne just all man. I felt just the brush of him against
me. I backed up and realized that he was quite hard against my ass. A
soft moan escaped my lips.

I turned to look up into the most beautiful set of eyes I'd ever seen.
A smirk played across his lips . . . teasing me, making me wonder what
it would be like to kiss those lips, taste them, feel them on my skin.

Hi, was all I managed to stutter out thru my attempts to gasp for air.

So Mae West? He said.

I turned my head to the side in that quizzical manner, then realized I
was at my best friends costume party. His very presence had made me
forget where I was in the world . . .

OHHh yea. I said.

Nice.

I looked him up and down and he was dressed conservative in a nice pull over a cargo sweater and jeans, doc martins.

And um you are?

To find that out you will have to follow me. He said with the faintest hint of a smile.

He leaned down so his lips early touched my ear. The vibrations sent shivers all the way from my head to my toes.

And said. Do you trust me?

I laughed a little and pulled back.

I trust no one. But we can see can't we

I followed him outside, down past the pool, into the pool house, it was
set up to look like a medieval dungeon. He walked over to a near by
table and grabbed a pair of handcuffs . . . ran his hands down my sides
and whispered again.

Do you trust me?

My heart was racing but I thought what the hell..

For the moment I do. He placed my hands in front of me and cuffed my wrists kinda tight.

He told me to close my eyes. That if I opened them, he would stop.

My pulse was racing my mind going thru all kinds of things. I felt his
hands at my back, undoing the zipper, feeling the warm air touch my
skin as my dress hit the floor.

Felt his hands in my hair undoing the many pins and clips keeping it
up. it tickled my skin as it touched it. I couldn't hear him moving so
I jumped when I felt his hands on my back, softly stroking. Almost like
I was a cat., the goose bumps were now covering every inch of my body.

I could smell him. It was like a cross between fresh leather, and
horses, and the smell of the sun on skin. My nose was about to make me
orgasm just from smells alone.

I was standing there my breasts hanging a little lower then most but
they are large, he took them both in his hands and lifted them up
supporting them like a bra, then I felt his hair brush them, ever so
slightly, like a breeze, tickling the nipples making them pop like jack
in the boxes.

I felt his hot breath on them, then felt his mouth engulf one,
flicking, biting, pinching. My breath caught in my throat, swaying in
the same rhthym as he was sucking . . .

I hadn't had anything to drink but at that moment I felt as tho I was drunk, the world seemed surreal around me.

He places his hands on my shoulders and I could feel him moving me from
behind. I heard him sit and he moved me to sit across his knee, I could
feel the rough material of his jeans brushing my thighs, and my
underwear was starting to get soaked.

He kissed my closed eyes, moved his lips to my ear again and said,

Do you trust me?

Not a bit, but please go on.

He kissed my eyes slowly, then down the bridge of my nose, then slowly
moved his tongue across my lips, I moved in to kiss but he pushed me
back, making me rub myself down on his leg.

He licked my lips again this time I held very still, he nibbled them,
he gently bit them, then he kissed them, softly at first a friendly
kiss, then parting them ever so gently his tongue searched out mine
playing tag. Then he took a deep breath in, literally stealing the
breath from my lungs as well as my soul with it. He gently finished off
the kiss with a kiss to my nose.

His lips made a trail back to my ear. Breathier this time.

Do you trust me? Again my answer,

Umm no but please don't stop.

He moved his hands to my back, pulling me close to him, the roughness
of his sweater caught me a little off guard because I realized I was
the only one here who was mostly naked. The only things I was wearing
was my heals, hose, garter and panties. While he was fully dressed
still.

He started off early petting my back like a cat. causing me to arch and
moan, and press myself down on his leg, squirming . . . the world
seemed to be spinning. Then he started scratching, long scratches down
my back, making me cry out in pleasure, I then felt his lips on the
curve of my shoulder on the top, softly kissing as the scratches
continued.

I was squirming even more now, so he moved me so my back was facing
him, and sat me down on his lap so I could feel how hard he was. Only
thing between us was cloth and mine was quickly getting wetter by the
second.

I squirmed a little more and he leaned over again and asked,

Do you trust me?

Moaning more now. No but please don't stop.

I heard the sound of a knife blade flicked open. I tensed not knowing what was going to happen.

Leaning over his hair tickling my skin,

he whispered, I'm not going to hurt you just sit really still.

I felt the coldness of the blade slip between the waistband of my panties, and felt them cut away. Fall to the floor.

This will make some things a little easier he chuckled.

Giving my ear a gentle bite that relaxed and tensed me all at once.

He picked me up like I was weightless to him. No small feet considering
I'm a substantial amount of women. And laid me on the rack. Tying my
hands and feet, my legs were apart, but arms close together.

He started at my ankles strong hands, rubbing out all the tension,
working his way up my knees, to my thighs, so close, I could feel the
heat from his hands brush the hair of my mound. I was squirming so hard
I thought I was going to come off the table. Sighing and moaning. My
eyes still tightly shut. Hell I sure didn't want him to stop.

His hands worked their way up my stomach, along my ribs, massaging my
breasts, up my arms.. Then I felt him use his hair like a feather
duster and run it down the length of my body. Every cell screaming for
release.

His breath again near my ear. If I asked you a question would you be honest with me?

Of course what is it?

Just curious if you believe in Vampires?

What? Like as in blood suckers, gay looking guys wearing black capes? Well no. they are only in movies.

Well you wanted to know what I was dressed as. My costume is the modern day Vampire.

I laughed and started to open my eyes. He placed his hand over my eyes . . .

Ready to quit so soon?

OHHh we aren't finished? Well by all means please continue.

So you wouldn't mind if I bit you?

Well uummm I guess not.

I felt his lips trail kisses down my body, along my ribs, down to the
backs of my knees, licking so sweetly, then up and up. I could feel the
breath tickling me, I heard him inhale, then I heard him moan for the
first time. I felt his hand part my thighs, felt his hair brush me as
the fire in me started. He parted my lips and gave me such a gentle
kiss that I was unprepared for what happened next.

His tongue was lighting fast, faster then any vibrator, faster then my
own fingers, it caressed my clit, it battered it, it soothed it. I was
carried up, up, and as soon as I was ready to go over he stopped. I
could barely breathe my breath coming in gulping gasps. My whole body
shaking.

I felt him move up my body again pressing his still clothed one to mine.

Do you trust me?

Huskily I said, no but if you stop now I'm pretty sure I'll die.

I felt his hand move down my body, tweaking my nipples on the way by.
Moving down, his hands so soft gently tickling, he moved his fingers
the way his tongue had moved, faster and faster,

Until I was read to go over the edge then he stopped, leaned over I
could feel his hair on either side of my face, And kissed me full,
hard, demanding, sucking the breath from my lungs again, and in the
middle of the kiss I felt his finger probe me, search me, he moved his
tongue and finger in the same motion, I was moving my whole body with
the kiss, I had forgotten I could breath.

And he pulled his finger out and started back to work on my clit,
moving so fast, as his kiss speeded up, he sucked the breath from my
lungs as he let me climax, the pleasure washing over me in broken
waves.

Leaning down next to me as I lay bearly breathing.

Do you trust me?

Umm well Umm no. but that is sure one helluva good, start . . . OHHh my thank you .

He asked me to open my eyes. I stared at him, he had taken his shirt
off and as I gazed at his beautiful skin he started to remove his
pants. He was wearing black silk boxer shorts, and it was obvious that
he was very excited.

He walked over and placed his knees on either side of my shoulders. I
watched in awe as he pulled out his cock. It was harder then anything
I'd ever seen, the skin was smooth as silk as he brushed my cheek with
it. He kept it a little distance away from me, almost as if he was
unsure if I wanted to. I flicked my tongue out to the head, and he
moved forward a little more to allow me access to more of it.

I wrapped my lips around it, and pulled it in with the section,
wrapping my tongue around it, tasting him, smelling him that same
intoxicating smell was even stronger now that I was down where I wanted
to be. I looked up to see him staring down at me smiling. I hadn't
notice how white his teeth were before. His eyes that incredible blue
was almost myst colored now.

I moved my tongue under the head teasing it, flicking it, moving my
head so I could take him all the way down my throat, moving the head to
the back of my throat so I could constrict the muscles making it
tighter and tighter as I pulled his cock down my throat to his balls .
. . the scent of him so close was making me feel that drunk feeling
again. His soft moans were making me move my mouth faster and faster. I
could feel his balls twitch ever so slightly against my chest.

I saw his stomach starting to twitch, felt his body tense and moved his
cock to the back of my throat so his hot cum could shoot down my
throat. It had an odd metallic taste to it but other then that was all
right.

He moved down my body, just laying on me, brushed my hair from my face, and kissed me sweetly on the forehead,

Thank you. It’s been a long time since anyone has done that.

So do you at least trust me a little more now?

Still, tied down to the table.

Look hon, it's nothing personal, I'm just weird I have a lot of trust issues.

Don’t worry none of them are concerning sex.

But as far as honestly trusting anyone. It is never going to happen.

I felt him starting to harden again.

I can show you such pleasure, but you have to trust me, even if it's only a little bit. I promise I won't hurt you. Ever.

I started getting scared at this word ever. I mean here I am, naked, tied down to a table. I don't even know this guys name.

I might but tell me your name.

He leaned down and whispered it softly in my ear, almost as a moan.

OHHh okay well I'd shake your hand but Umm I'm a little tied up at the moment. I'm Laura.

He untied my feet, but left my arms secure and flipped me over onto my
stomach gently. His hands moving me up onto my knees. He begged me,
pleaded with me. Just say you trust me. Just a little . . . and I
promise pleasures beyond your wildest dreams. I could feel his hardness
stroking me, almost as if it had a mind of it’s, own, silky sweetness
brushing my thighs.

I trust that you won't hurt me. But that is as far as I go.

I heard him let out a moan behind me. Felt his cock grow even bigger
then it was before. As it brushed my leg caressing it. His moan in my
ear the scent of leather grew stronger.

I've waited so long I wasn't sure if I could hold out any longer he said.

Waited for what?

I felt him start to kiss the hollow of my shoulder near my neck,
nibbling sucking. He was right this felt really good. I was starting to
get all worked up again just from a few nibbles. His breath was coming
faster. He was moaning loudly just from nibbling.

His voice became insistent . Please. Just tell me you trust me and it can begin.

I figured what could it hurt.
He seemed to be in almost physical pain.
I thought maybe he had a sexual hang up where he felt like he couldn't
have sex without complete trust.
So against my better judgement I said
it. Breathy, and filled with Lust . . . Those three little words . . .

I Trust You..