She sexually hunting me – 2

Eleanor sat there in shock as he pulled the four black cuffs out of his briefcase. She gave a sharp jerk as he dropped them in her lap. “Time for you to put these on,” he said softly but there was a hint of iron underneath.

Eleanor ‘s hands shook as she picked up the cuffs. “I don’t want to,” she heard herself whisper in a shaky voice but a shiver ran up and down her spine all the same.

“Oh yes, you do, that is if you want to keep me from emailing our little home movies to the office and to your parents and sister. Blackmail is messy but very efficient, don’t you think?”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Try me and find out,”Paxon  said menacingly.

Eleanor stared atPaxon  with her mouth open. She couldn’t believe any of this about the cameras. He had her trapped; she knew he wouldn’t think twice about sending the movies out. It was do as he said, or be fired from her job and shunned by her family.

She took one last shuddering, shivering breath and started putting the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. “Good girl,”Paxon  told her. She didn’t dare look at him; she would burst out crying if he was smiling.

*****

Eleanor had the cuffs on andPaxon  had clipped the ones on her ankles to two hooks at the base of the seat. Her legs were spread wider than before and her skirt was up around her waist. The ones on her wrists were clipped to hooks in the roof behind her head and to each side. She was totally restrained and helpless.

AsPaxon  unbuttoned her blouse, he said, “I was going to take you back to the office and have my way with you. I was going to strap you to your office chair, gag and blindfold you, and fuck the ever-loving shit out of you. That is after I spend the afternoon taunting and teasing you with tons of mind-blowing orgasms.”

He caressed her breasts and leaned over to lick and then suck on her nipples. Eleanor tried to ignore what he was doing but her body betrayed her as her nipples hardened. Then she moaned softly as his hot mouth and nimble tongue did wonderful things to her.

By the time he sat back, she was moaning almost continuously and breathing raggedly. His mouth and tongue, her body all spread out and tied down, the driver’s eyes in the mirror, the movies, and the fact that he was still filming. The whole situation conspired to build her passion quickly to heights she didn’t want to think about. She was on the ragged edge of another orgasm.

It wouldn’t take but a touch to set her off. The funny thing was that she wanted that touch; she wanted it more at that moment than anything else in her life. She loathed herself for admitting it but it was true and there was nothing she could do about it.

Paxon took out his cell phone and dialed. “It’ll be your secretary, you ate bad sushi, and you’ll be out for the afternoon,” he said as he held the phone up to her ear.

Claire, her secretary, answered and said, “Good afternoon, Ms. Park’s office.”

“Claire, it’s me, I need you to cancel my afternoon and evening matters. I’m not feeling well.”

As Eleanor finished speaking,Paxon ‘s fingertip flicked her nipple back and forth sharply. Eleanor made a gasping sound as Claire asked, “Was it something you had for lunch?”

“Most likely,” Eleanor said and then made a sobbing, moaning sound asPaxon  pinched and rolled the nipple hard.

“You go on home, Ms. Parks, I’ll take care of everything and if you’re not feeling better, give me a call later and I’ll take care of things in the morning,” Claire said, concern heavy in her voice.

“I’ll do that and thank you, Claire,” Eleanor got out before she moaned loudly andPaxon  closed the phone.

His fingers rolling her clit around had been the last straw and Eleanor ‘s body was racked by an orgasm unlike any she’d had before today’s experience. Wave after wave of pure pleasure washed over and through her, as her hips bucked and jerked against his fingers.

Her body strained against the bindings on her arms and legs, her head was thrown back, and she shook it at the intensity and power of the climax. Her mind lost track of time as the rockets and fireworks continued to go off behind her eyes.

*****

Paxon was sitting back from her and they were once again parked as time resumed once again for Eleanor . Paxon’s son was facing sideways and his eyes were drinking in her completely exposed body. A look of lust and appreciation were mixed on his face and he would lick his lips from time to time. His look thrilled Eleanor and made her whimper.

“Welcome back,”Paxon  said grinning. “Isn’t it nice to have the afternoon off, even if you had to play sick to get it. I wonder what we should do. Is there anything special that comes to your mind?”

Eleanor ‘s eyes flicked back and forth between the two men for a moment and then she shook her head. She wanted to yell for both of them to fuck her but she didn’t dare. That would make her sound like the slut thatPaxon  had earlier accused her of being.

With a soft sigh,Paxon  said, “Well, let’s see. We could spend the afternoon teasing and pleasing you here in the car or we could go to Central Park. I know a nice little out of the way spot that has these two trees that are perfect for hanging around between.”

He paused to brush his hand over her nipples. “The air outside is probably a little cool for these to be on display so why be there, if you can’t. It would be fun though, to see how you would react to being blindfolded and spread-eagled naked between those trees. There are some real characters floating around in that park.”

Dipping his head,Paxon  sucked on her right nipple and then nipped it a couple of times lightly. Eleanor whimpered softly and then gasped as his teeth closed on her nipple. It hurt a little but the pleasure shot straight to her pussy.

When he raised his head he went on, “You would never know who was touching you, fondling your breasts or pussy, or who was licking your pussy or fucking it for that matter. It might be some homeless guy or a banker out for a walk, or even a gang of hoods looking for a quick score.”

He ran his hands over her breasts roughly and then squeezed each one hard and sharp. He gripped a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and then rolled it back and forth varying the pressure from light to very firm as he did.

Eleanor gasped loudly as he squeezed a little too firmly and then moaned as he slacked off just a little. Pain and pleasure her mind supplied. They were so close to each other. It hurts so good, it hurts so good. Both led to the same place, she realized.