Chrystine and the Salesman

It was a quiet evening as Chrystine sat in her favourite armchair, busy really doing nothing. She was wearing a pink and grey sweater, a grey knee-length skirt, white tights in lieu of nylons, and 2" grey sandals, looking through her glasses at the book she was reading.

The sound of the doorbell ringing made her look over. Glancing at her watch, she said “I’m not expecting anyone” before the doorbell rang again. Putting the book down, she walked out of her living room and through the vestibule to the front door. Opening it, she said "Yes?"

A tall man was standing there, wearing a blue suit, white shirt, tie, polished shoes, and carrying a case. "Good evening,” he said as he looked at the woman who had opened the door, “are you the lady of the house?"

“Yes I am, can I help you?”

"I do hope so," he said with a smile, "I am visiting houses in the area to discuss home insurance - I appreciate it is late, but can you spare some time?"

"Well thank you,” Chrystine said quietly, “but I already have home insurance."

"I am sure you do Madame - but if I may show you a brochure, I think you will be genuinely surprised at what we have to offer." She saw him smile again as he patted his briefcase, and was – intrigued.

“I guess it can't do any harm,” she thought to herself as she opened the door wider. "Come on in."

"Very kind of you," he said as he came in, looking round. "May I know your name?"

"My name is Chrystine. Please, the dining room is this way, we can sit at the table, but I have to warn you I'm really not in the market for anymore." He watched as she closed the door, and then led her into the dining room. Looking round, he opened his briefcase as he said "Well, as I say, I think you will be genuinely surprised at my offer." This is when he draws the gun from his briefcase and points it at you.

"Well we'll see---omigawd!" Chrystine gasped loudly as she saw him now holding a gun, pointing it at her as he smiled. Slowly, she raised her hands, feeling her body shaking in fright as she did so.

“Now Chrystine,” the man said quietly, “you're not going to be like other women in the area, and scream or make a fuss, are you?"

Silently she shook her head, her long auburn hair swaying as she did so. “N-N-No,” she stuttered, her eyes fixed on the gun.

"Good, good- and is anyone else at home?"

Chrystine shook her head again as she whispered "N-No one.....what do you want? W-Whatever it is, y-y-oucanhaveit!"

She saw the smile grow sider on his face as he said “all in good time - right now, we are just talking. Are you expecting anyone to call?" He never took his eyes off her, never stopped aiming at her with the pistol as he put the briefcase on the table.

"No, no one." Chrystine was thinking fast, wishing she was expecting someone, as she watched him open the briefcase again, then returned her gaze to the gun.

"Excellent - I do hope your home insurance is as good as you say it is, for you will be testing it soon. For now, let's just take care of you. Remove your watch, your jewellery, and put them in this." He took out a small velvet sack and placed it on the table next to Chrystine. She looked at it, took a large swallow, and then lowered her arms before removing her emerald ring, her earrings, then her necklace, placing each in turn into your small bag.

“O-Okay, now you can go,” she stammered “I promise I won't say anything to anyone…”

"Oh we are not finished yet,” he said as he looked at her, but I am curious. Why is a beautiful woman like you alone at home on a Saturday night?"

Shrugging a little, Chrystine whispered "I....just didn't feel like going out. I thought about going out later on my own, I think I definitely will now after you've gone. And don't worry, I won't call the police or anything.”

"I see - and you always dress so well just to sit around at home, Chrystine?" Shaking his head, he reached into the bag, and took out a roll of white tape.

"Like I said, I was thinking about going out later....." Her voice trailed off as she saw what he was doing, and get a feeling of dread inside her.

"No, I think not.” It was a simple reply, but she knew what was coming as he said “Please, put your arms against the chair back and hold it in your hands."

Chrystine shook her head as she pleaded "Y-Y-You d-don't have to d-do this.... please don't use that on me...." Involuntarily she pushed herself against the back of the tall wooden chair and gripped the sides tightly.

The man said nothing, but continued to smile as he turned her in the chair, and then took from the briefcase a length of white rope. Kneeling in front of her, he looked up and said “I want you to lift your feet, Chrystine, and put them on my knee, ankles crossed. Now."

She knew she had no choice, as she slowly lifted her legs and crossed her ankles, placing them on his knee, her gaze fixed on the rope as she accepted the inevitability of her situation. "Can't I please.....please talk you out of this?" she whispered as she watched him lift the rope and unwind it.

"And what would you do if I did not do this? No," he said quietly before he wrapped the rope round her ankles, and starts to bind them together. "You will do what I say Chrystine, is that understood?" She watched as he wound the rope round her ankles and fed the lengths through the middle, then pulled back as her legs were forced together. Gripping the sides of the chair, she whispered "I-I-I unders-stand…"

He looked at her, still smiling as he said "Excellent," then pulled the rope between her ankles and tied the ends off. "There - does that hurt?"

Chrystine looked at the binding, some old feeling stirring, but she pushed them down and shook her head as she said "No...". the man nodded as he lowered her legs, and stood up, going and selecting another length of rope from his briefcase before he came back and once again knelt. As he passed the rope round her legs below her knees and gently pulled it tighter, he said "tell me, Chrystine, do you have a safe?"

"Uh-huh." As she watched and felt the loops of rope pass round her legs, and felt the pressure through her tights, she said “A small one....."

The man then pulled the rope between her legs, making the binding tighter as he tied the ends off and stood up, coming behind her and placing his hands on her shoulders as he gently squeezed them.

"And where is it?"

Chrystine swallowed again – she did not want to tell him, as she gripped the back of the chair tighter still, but as his fingers kneaded her shoulders, she whispered "In my bedroom closet, on the floor."

"Good, good," he whispered as he selected more rope from the case, then whispered again into her ear "put your hands behind your back and lean forward." She shuffled forward, then leaned over and put her arms behind her back, holding her hands together, expecting him to bind her wrists.

"Th-This is all scaring me......you really d-don't have to tie me up....."

"But I am not hurting you, am I?"

A simple statement, but Chrystine opened her eyes wide as she realised that while she could not move her legs apart at all, it did not hurt – on fact, it was almost – comfortable?

"No....."

"So I am not going to start now, am I Chrystine," he whispered into her ear as he wrapped the rope round her arms, and brought her elbows together. "What is in the safe?"

She made a tiny noise, part surprise, part fear as she felt her elbows being drawn together by thew rope. She felt the binding continue, sighing as she knew she was going to be tied up, robbed… Sighing, she said "It's on the floor of my closet, bolted down."

"You already told me where it is, Chrystine," he said as he cinched that binding between her arms, selected more rope, and started to secure her wrists together. "I asked what was in the safe."

"I'm sorry---ow---just papers, personal documents....." Chrystine did not want to tell him everything, but as the rope forced her wrists together, she sighed as she said “.... a box with my late mother's jewellery."

She felt him tie off the rope round her wrists, flexing her fingers before he started to knead her shoulders again. "And the rest of your jewellery?"

As she sat there, Chrystine was aware of how much her breasts were rising and falling, how prominent they now where and how tight her sweater felt with her shoulder blades drawn back. She even heard another gasp as she said "Jewellery box, one on the dresser and a small one on the shelf in the closet............"

"Thank you - such honesty deserves a reward Chrystine." She wondered what he meant by that, before he pressed one hand firmly down over her mouth, and started to run his free hand over her breasts as she sat there. She squealed "Nnwww!!" and began to struggle in the chair as she felt this hand on her chest – never more grateful for the fact it was still covering her. Twisting round, she said into the flesh of his palm "Nwww, stph, dnnnfff!"

"A woman such as yourself deserves to be appreciated, especially when she has been so cooperative so far..."

"Pwff lph mm gwww!!" She was twisting in the chair now, knowing she had no way of escape, pleading, squirming, and suspecting he was being turned on by her doing this. A fact that became clearer as he started to gently squeeze her breasts, and said “no, dear lady, have I done anything to deliberately hurt you? After all, I cannot remove your jumper, can I?"

"Nwwwph,” she mumbled as she tried to pull her head away from his hand, but it was no use – and she could sense her nipples were hardening, feel them rubbing against the satin cups of her bra as he rubbed on the other side.

“Dear god,” she thought, “what is happening to me?”

"No - but I could do this," he whispered as he removed his hand, and pulled her jumper up above her chest, taking her by surprise as he quickly took a much longer length of rope and passed it round her under her chest.

Chrystine took a deep breath before screaming “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Don't do that, let me go!! HELP!"

"Hush, Chrystine - or do you want me to cut your panties away and stuff them into your mouth?" He was passing the rope round her again and again, pulling it gith as the two bands pressed up and down on her chest.

Chrystine gasped and said "You wouldn't dare!"

"Have I lied to you yet?"

That made her think as he pulled the rope tight again. “Ow!" It was already incredibly tight, but it now felt tighter for some reason, her arms now bound to her body. She was more helpless than she had ever been in my life! The idea of her own panties in her mouth seemed to lodge in her mind as she shook her head. "N-No....." she finally said as she lowered her voice, "No you haven't...."

He nodded as he tied the ropes off, and then said "how do I open the safe?"

"You enter the combination....." Looking down her body, Chrystine was sure she had as much rope on her as she had clothing now. ".....6-1-6-4. And turn the knob." She watched as he took from the briefcase a small white wand, and then picked up the roll of tape.

"Good - now, purse your lips."

"Oh no........I guess it was coming....." But her eyes were fixed on the white device as she closed her mouth tightly, then felt the tape as he gently and firmly pressed it down over her mouth. She then watched as he pressed on the side of the device, a soft humming sound in the air before he began to run it over her breasts.

"Mmmwww... Mmmwwfffph!!!“ Immediately she began to struggle and push herself back against the chair as she tried to avoid the touch of it…

“I am going to go and look in your bedroom - but you deserve this reward..." she had no way of stopping him as he eased the cups of her bra down and then ran the device over her firm, almost erect nipples, making her shiver and squirm, moan in response.

"Does that feel good, Chrystine?"

"Mmmmwmwnnnnwwwmmmfffph......" Chrystine did not know what to do as she felt the touch – her breasts were swelling in response, and she could do nothing. She was helpless, and he was in control.

And yet she was starting to enjoy it… Chrystine lifted her eyes to look at him and mewled softly.

He smiled, and then slipped the wand under the bands of rope, leaving it stuck between her breasts as he said "don't go anywhere, I'll be right back" and walked off

"Mmmwwwwffff!!" Chrystine twisted her head round to watch him walk away, and then span back to see the way she was struggling in the ropes – and also writhing as this device vibrated on her there. She shook her head as much as she could, but it would not budge, and her brain was being confused by the signal her body was sending it now.

She twisted her hands and feet, but the ropes just seemed to get tighter, and that was also sending pleasure signals to her brain. She had never once expected to be tied up against her will - but her mind was going along with it, confusing her.....

"Hlllfffph!" did not sound as panicked as it should. She could hear him upstairs, searching her room, taking her things – but what this was doing to her was also giving her much to accept…

After a while, she lifted her head to see him standing in the doorway.

"How does it feel, Chrystine? I have to say, for me, you look - amazing."

"Mmmmwwwmmmph” Every now and then the vibrator touched a certain spot and she could feel her body responding.......... she could only watch as he came over and knelt in front of her, still smiling – and then he leaned over, kissing her nipples and running his tongue over them, making her squeal and close her eyes.

"Nwwwwww......" she tried to say, but it was a weak complaint as her body took over…

He looked at her, and said “why not? You are beautiful, your body to be worshipped." Gently, he squeezed her nipples and Chrystine moaned "Mmmwwwww..." She had expected it to hurt, but he knew what he was doing, and it just seemed to add to the pleasure she was starting to feel. Resigning herself to the situation, she moaned as he kissed and licked her again, and then gently pull down her skirt before seeing the dampness between her legs.

"I see you are enjoying the wand as well. Would you like to feel it between your legs?"

Chrystine was genuinely torn as to how to respond. "Wwwwrrmmmfffph" is all she could manage to say as she wondered how he could sue that on her like that with her legs tied – well, her ankles and calves…

"Or would you prefer this," he then said as he eased his hand into her damp panties.

"Mmmmmwwwmmmmmph!" she squealed as he pushed her hand in past her waistband and touched her sex directly, his fingers stroking her. She blushed, knowing he was discovering, much against her will, just how turned on she really was. In the past, being bound and gagged had turned her on, but never to this extent…

"OH my, you feel so damp, so sensitive - so aroused. Does that feel good," he whispered as he stroked her there. Chrystine nodded and closed her eyes, it felt so wonderful despite the fact she could do nothing to stop him...

"If I remove the tape, will you tell me what you want, honestly and truly?"

Chrystine opened her eyes and nodded. Her mind was a jumble, she had no idea how she would answer him if he ungagged her…

Reaching up, he peeled the tape away from her mouth as he continued to stroke her with his fingers, feeling the dampness increase as his finger slipped in, and she moaned loudly.

"Tell me what you desire, Chrystine."

"Rape me." The words just fell from her mouth before she had a chance to think of anything else. She saw him nod as she eased her tights and panties down to her knees, and then put his head between her legs and kissed her there.

“Oh god – rape me…”

"Do you want to be gagged and blindfolded?" Chrystine nodded as she groaned "Gagged definitely......" she could see through misty eyes as he took a penknife from the briefcase, and then cut her panties free before he wadded them up.

"And your eyes?"

"Go ahead......" The words came unbidden as he smiled, and said "as you desire. Open wide..."

She was starting to focus again – and then she opened her mouth and tasted herself as he pushed the wadded, damp silk cloth into her mouth. She had never had her own undies in her mouth before, as the wand kept vibrating while he did this.

"Close your lips."

Chrystine slowly closed her lips over the stuffing, wincing slightly as she got used to the taste, the feel – and then the fresh white tape as it was pressed down over her mouth. She then watched as he slowly opened his pants, seeing just how aroused he was as he stood there.

"Mmmmwwwmmmph." She wanted him now, as she saw what she was doing to him.

"Close your eyes"

Nodding, she closed her eyes, hearing the peeling sound of the tape coming away from the roll and then the pressure on her eyes as he pressed the tape down over them, then kissed her neck and chest again, sucking on her nipples this time. She had not been blindfolded since college – and being plunged into darkness just seemed to add to her helplessness, her acceptance…

"Mmmmmmmmmm....."

"I'm going to help you to kneel down." She felt him easing her off the chair and onto her knees – it was scary, having to put all her trust in the man who had bound her, gagged her, blindfolded her, and was now preparing to take her – but she felt perfectly safe as she was helped to kneel, and then sensed him kneeling behind her. She could feel his cock with her fingers, his lips on her neck, his hands on her arms, gently holding her, gently teasing her as she stroked him. The wand kept vibrating between her breasts, only adding to what was happening to her…

His hands then started to massage and squeeze her chest again as she pressed against him, running her fingertips and feeling the throb in his member as she did so. It was wrong, so gloriously wrong… It had been so long since someone had done this to her, since she had been tied up and......and this........ Long hidden passion came out as she moaned loudly and gripped his cock, and never was she so grateful she was silenced…

"Lean forward and put your head on the seat." As she did so, Chrystine was wondering what he had in mind, as she moaned "Rfff mmm...."

"Good," he whispered into her ear – before he took her from behind, holding her as he slipped inside her, Chrystine moaning "MMMMmmmmfffffffff........!" She was overwhelmed by the sensations, pressing her hips back against him, twisting and turning not so much to get free, as to add to her fantasy and their enjoyment… She could feel the throbbing inside her as she groaned “Mmmwwwph…"

He was beginning to throb inside her, pressing on those long neglected sweet spots as she felt the sweat on her body. He was still gently kissing her as he thrust forward, gripping her, kissing her…

"Does that feel as you hoped, Chrystine?"

"Mm-hmmph" she replied, unable to nod but gripping her with her own muscles, squeezing his shaft as he moved to and fro and feeling her own pleasure increasing as well…

"OH yes - you are so good at this," he whispered as he felt the throbbing intensify, and hoped you were coming along as well. Chrystine could not answer, but she felt the same. She was no longer in control of her body, gripping tighter, responding naturally and feeling amazing doing it…

"Hllfff mmm..." Her calls for rescue were not meant, but added to her own enjoyment, the sense of knowing rescue was not coming as the pressure and intensity built inside her. She struggled harder and called to more loudly "Hhhmmmmffph!" as she squeezed him – encouraging him to push harder as she felt her juices flow along him.

She could now feel him twitching inside her and worked her hips back and forth, biting into her undies and tasting more of herself as she did so. She felt embarrassed and naughty at the same time, struggling and pulling harder at the ropes as se feel an intense climax building............

"Mmmwwmmmmfffph........."

"AHHHHH!" And with that he exploded inside her, giving all that he had as Chrystine threw her head back and screamed out "MMMWWWWMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRNNNNNNMMMFFFPH!!!" Her limbs strained at the ropes as her orgasm ripped through her, intense, wonderful! Her muscles were locked, her head raised as she screamed through her gag at what was happening, how strong she felt, even as her knees began to weaken!

He held her for as long as possible, kissing her as her body shook until he had given all, waiting until her head fell forward before he slipped out.

"There, Chrystine - was that good for you?"

"Mm-hhhmm...." She nodded slowly as her head lay on the seat, exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. He gently kissed you as he said "good - but you need to be cleansed - and I will do that for you."

“Whthrdhmhnn…”

Chrystine felt him roll her over and then lift her, as she was carried away…

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