Vanilla Sex

Dumped and Desperate

Chapter 1

Hands glided gently down her naked body. She came awake slowly. Her hands remained tied behind her. The blindfold still covered her eyes, impairing her vision. She wondered why she wasn't freaking out, why she wasn't screaming. Instead, her body hummed with need. Desire coursed slowly through her system. She groaned.

A rough voice laughed harshly in her ear. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He fisted his hand in her hair and yanked her head back. "We'll have to change that," he barked. The pain wasn't enough to knock her out of her arousal. He roughly grabbed her legs and spread them wide.

"Jason" he yelled.

"Come here. I want you to fuck her hard while I watch."

He held her legs as far apart as possible when she felt the first thrust. Jason thrusted hard and deep into her. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't comfortable either. She whimpered and tried to move, but it was impossible. The hands holding her legs apart were as strong as iron.

"Jason, I don't think you're doing a good job. Let me show you how it's done."

Jason withdrew from her body. He gently let her legs go while he moved around the bed, repositioning himself. Someone else roughly grabbed her legs this time. He slammed his cock into her body like a battering ram. God, his cock was bigger than Jason's broader dick. He pumped into her. "Jason," he growled. "Grab her damn legs." He kept pumping as Jason forcibly grabbed her legs once again. One free hand yanked on her hair. The other started playing with her clitoris, gently at first, then more roughly. Another groan escaped her lips. His big cock was now pumping at a steady rhythm. Jason raised her legs as the other man continued to pump into her. The sensation was incredible. Her body started to writhe. "Oh no, you don't." He shouted, pulling out of her. "You're not allowed to come."

There was excitement in Jason's voice as he asked, "The whip, do you want the whip?"

"Yes, and get a gag ball, too." "I have no desire to hear her cries."

Emma came awake with a start. Her heart was pounding, and her body was soaked and aching with need. Jesus, it has been so real. She was sure that Brad was the man who gave the orders in her dreams. Brad broke up with her a month ago. He had harshly told her that sex with her was too vanilla. Vanilla, what the hell did vanilla mean? So, like any intelligent person, she did some reading on the subject. Okay, maybe googling was more like it. Now she was having problems sleeping. Every damn time she tried to sleep; another erotic dream would play out in her head. This had to stop. She was hornier now than she had ever been in her entire life.

She got out of bed. Three a.m. in the morning, and she was already hitting the shower. What was wrong with vanilla sex? She turned on the water and quickly divested her body of clothing. She was glad to be rid of the hot, scratchy material. She was so wired she could come with a single touch. She was not going to touch herself, dammit. Oh God, she was a prude.

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