Chapter 3: Alex's discovery
Without breaking eye contact, Anna motioned for Alex to approach her. Bowing his head submissively, he crawled towards her, ready to submit to her desires entirely. Feeling a surge of power rush through her veins, Anna reached downward and stroked his dark curls gently. "Good boy" she said, and continued "You've been so obidient, I think it's time for your reward".
Anna, still sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned forward and took a hold of the hem of her dress. She slowly stood up while lifting the hem to the height of her thighs. Alex was on his knees only inches away from her, his penis rock hard with anticipation. He felt himself quivering with impatience and eagerness, craving her approval as much as the fulfillment of his own needs. He wanted to taste her, smell her, please her. He could feel the warmth radiating from her.
"You can remove my panties." Anna whispered seductively to him while holding the hem up. Alex’s hands trembled with anticipation as they reached up Anna's dress and toward the lacy fabric restraining Anna's curves. Gripping the thin material firmly, he carefully lifted it past her curvy hip. As Alex lowered her panties further, something bounced out of them and pressed against her dress, creating a noticible bulge on the thin fabric of her dress. Anna let out a faint gasp. Alex was too eager to notice this, as he kept sliding them all the way down. Anna stepped out her panties one leg at a time. Alex took the panties in his hand and pressed them to his nose. He took a long sniff. The scent of her perfume combined with the intoxicating fragrance of her genitalia filled his nostrils, sending his brain reeling.
Unable to resist, he bent his head forward and tried to bring her essence closer to his mouth. His fingers traced upwards the familiar contours of her thighs brushing against the soft, sensitive flesh there. Meanwhile, Anna moved towards him, placing a gentle hand on the top of his head to guide it under her dress. He pushed his head under her dress in to the darkness. But as Alex tilted his head up to taste the sweet nectar of her pussy, he was shocked. Instead of a pussy he found a large, smooth shaved, erected cock and a pair of good sized balls.
Shocked, Alex instinctively retracted his head from underneath her dress. He couldn't believe what he saw. This must be some kind of joke! Even though he suspected that there was no joke involved when looking into those serious dominant eyes above him. This revelation stirred within him confusion and bewilderment, causing his earlier feelings of eagerness diminish... but not completely vanish.
"Oh no, my sweet thing. There's no turning back now." Anna said as she placed a firm hand on his head and guided it towards the tip of her hard cock that glistened with pre-cum. Alex didn't know what to do, so he just opened his mouth as he was expected to do. Despite the initial surprise, his innate curiosity took over. Taking a deep breath, he brought his lips nearer to the tip of Anna's throbbing phallus. Surrendering to her will and submitting to his primal urges, he closed his lips around her large member and allowed his tongue to explore the moist area surrounding it. Each tiny movement caused Anna to emit a small groan, clearly enjoying his attentiveness despite the unexpected change.
The thought of pleasing Anna, however strange the situation may have seemed, motivated him. He moved his lips more expertly around her thick cock, occasionally licking across the underside to collect the precum. Anna grunted softly in encouragement, running her fingers through his hair. Alex felt ashamed and a little disgusted, yet a newfound thrill coursed through him, as his mind raced trying to understand why she possessed such power over him. Physically he could have just left but emotionally and mentally he was under her total control.
Anna tightened the grip on his hair. "Deeper." She grunted huskily to Alex, as she pushed his head firmer towards her loins driving her cock further in to his mouth. With each passing moment, Alex surrendered deeper, succumbing to the erotic thrill of having this powerful woman direct him. Despite the strangeness of it all, he lost himself in the act, allowing his natural hunger for sex take over his consciousness. He loved the sense of powerlessness that came with doing things he never imagined possible - his body moving autonomously, responding to Anna's commands. Even as his mind told him to pull away, his body betrayed him with relentless desire.
The tip of her cock hit the back of his throath, and Alex's gag reflect took over. Anna kept hold of his head and pushed her hips forward, forcing her shaft deeper down his throuth. Alex was gagging and convulsing. He could feel saliva dripping from his mouth and tears beginning to form under his eyes. She held his head there for a few seconds until releasing him. Alex pulled his head away and from under her dress as he collapsed to the ground panting and coughing.
Anna stood there, towering over Alex as he was regaining himself on the floor. Anna looked down at him with a mischievous smile and said "Aww, you little boy, couldn't quite handle all of me?" She let the hem of the dress fall down and cover her glistening cock.
Alex felt conflicted in the most bizarre way. He felt shame for sucking a cock, but on the other hand he felt shame for not doing it well enough to please her properly. He noticed the large window again, and felt exposed in his vulnerable state.
Embarrassed and unsure, he hesitated before replying. "I... don't usually... this was my first time" he admitted sheepishly and looked away. Anna laughed slightly, a mix of amusement and cruelty in her voice. "And yet here we are, little one. It seems like fate had a plan for us." Her tone made it clear that his confession hadn't affected her. "Maybe we need try something else. Get on the bed" she commanded with authority.
Alex obeyed without question. He wiped the saliva and precum off his face with his arm, got up from the floor and climbed on the bed. Once Alex was on the bed, she walked to the dresser, opened the top drawer and took out silk binding restraints. She turned around and walked back to the bed, her gaze glued to Alex's.
As she approached him, her every step was deliberately measured. In the air hung an eerie silence, punctuated only by the sound of the delicate clicks of her high heels as she approached the bed. Unwilling to break this solemn atmosphere, neither spoke nor made any sudden movements.
When she finally stopped beside the bed, she began uncoiling the silken ropes with practiced ease.