1. The Dance, Part 2


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: partygirl20, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    He sat there in the chair, still one hand cuffed to it. There was a mess on his lap, a mess that he had created. Where was Officer Sarah? Suddenly the light went out. He could see nothing. His pulse quickened as he wondered what was going on. Listening very closely it sounded like someone breathing, not too far away. In fact he heard what sounded like several footsteps. They were coming from a distance in front of him... closer still. Now they sounded right like they were right beside him. Who was it? What was going on? There were footsteps that were coming from behind him, too. He reached out all around him but felt nothing. "Who is there?" He finally asked aloud, trying not to sound nervous. She let his confusion go on for only a minute longer. Then she began laughing. At first her laugh was almost a whisper, but then the laugh grew louder. He heard the laugh grow louder. It was coming from behind him, he knew that for sure. Realizing he was only restrained by one hand, he began to stand up. She stopped laughing. It was time to get moving. She turned the light back on above him and commanded, "Sit back down, sweetie. This isn't over." After he obeyed, she put her hands on his head, one spread above each ear. As she ran her fingers through his hair she whispered, "I've got something else in mind for you." He instantly recognized the voice as Officer Sarah. What did she mean? What was her plan? Questions stirred in his mind while he let her hands wander around in his hair, ...
    pressing gently against his skull. Officer Sarah finally let go of his head and walked around to face him. She was dressed in a blue bikini top, a blue thong, a belt, and her leather high heeled boots. For a minute he forgot the state he was in. He looked her up and down. Could he take any more from her? What would happen next? Should he leave now? Since she was standing over him, blocking his way he decided to stay. She stood in front of him and took something from her belt. It was a crop. She grabbed something from behind him and tossed it to him. "Clean yourself up. You can't be all sloppy for company." He grabbed the towel with his free hand and began to clean up. As he was, Officer Sarah stepped behind him and released him from the other cuff, making cleanup easier. He then felt the crop touch his neck. "Don't be thinking about leaving. You have a special treat since you behaved." Officer Sarah came back around to the front of his chair, the crop in one hand and what appeared to be a rope of some kind in the other. His gazed fixed upon the rope. It draped from her hand to the floor. But it didn't stop there. He followed it along the floor and saw that it went behind him into the dark. "You'll get your reward soon enough, but you must be ready." Officer Sarah stepped right over to him. She winked at him, poked his thigh with the crop, and whispered, "Ya might wanna get stroking, I'm not letting your reward do it for ya." So he had been good. He was getting a reward. What ...
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