Not An Ordinary Girl I couldn't help myself any longer. I'd been at my new job for 2 months now and had been fantasising about Nadia for just as long. We both worked in the IT department and although I had only spoken to her briefly. I was dying to ask her out though. As far as I knew she was single, although I didn't really care either way. She was stunning. She had shoulder length light brown high with wisps of blonde highlights; eyes that could turn you on from a thousand metres and tits that were bursting at the seams of her low cut top. She also had a habit of wearing leather mini skirts with knee high leather boots, something that I had a real fetish for. It was Friday, and it was 4:30. "Nadia, I was just wondering if you might like to get a drink after work?" "Well, I don't know. I hardly know you..." "Sorry, if I'm being too forward I ..." "No let me finish. I love to go out with you, it's just that I'm not all I seem." "Well nobody's perfect," I answered. "So you've got a secret huh?" I smiled. "Not really, it's just that some guys let me frighten them away." "Well let's have a drink and if I call in sick tomorrow you'll have your answer," I said trying to calm her. We went to my favourite bar, O'Neil's. It went perfectly. We were flirting, touching and laughing. Before we knew it, it was closing time. "I best be going. I've got an early start tomorrow." I said. She looked disappointed. "You're married aren't you?" she said. I was shocked by this. "Where the hell did you get that idea from? I've got to go into work tomorrow. One of the weekend guys is on holiday." "Sorry. Still it would be a shame to go all that way home and travel all that way back tomorrow." I missed the hint. "I get used to it." I said. "Mmm. Still it is a shame, what with me living just round the corner and everything." That was it. We started kissing ferociously and staggered back to her flat as fast as we could. She led me up the flight of stairs that led to her door. Her peachy ass waving in front of me, encased in the leather. My cock grew just at the thought of bending her over and fucking the shit out of her. The long thin heels of her black shiny boots came to an abrupt stop and she put the key in the door. Closing it behind me, I turned round to see her standing in front of me, arms folded. "What do you think?" she asked. "God, I want you. You look so fucking sexy I..." "Of the flat you idiot." There was a sterner tone in her voice. "Yeah it's great. Now lets get it on." I couldn't control myself. I just wanted to rip her clothes of and get my hands on her tits. I grabbed her hips. She started unbuttoning the top of my shirt, then stopped and walked around me, her hand stroking my ass then my cock. "I'd tell you to have patience, but you prick obviously won't wait," she stood behind me, kissing my neck and biting it slowly, all the time caressing my cock to it's maximum hardness. "It's not everyday you meet a girl like me." She said. "I like passion, respect and lots of it." I turned round to face her and she kissed me full, her tongue lapping mine. I moved and tried to unbutton her top. "No." she said. "You first." I didn't know what she meant. "Take your clothes off." I undressed quickly, and as I took my jeans off, I heard her laugh. She had seen my thong. "What are you wearing?" "I thought I'd try something different today." I explained. "You don't know how different things are about to get for you do you?" she replied. "Leave it on". I was baffled as I stood naked before her, except for the thong, unable to conceal my erection. Why was she teasing me like this? I thought she wanted it. I tried to grab her again but she just grabbed my hands and started leading me to the bedroom. The bedroom was like a brothel. The walls were painted red, with black leather curtains and a big black iron bed that was covered with, you guessed it, black leather sheets. "What do you mean, different?" I asked. She laughed, a sly laugh, again. "I've already told you." "What?" "I told you earlier, I'm not an ordinary girl." As she said this she pushed me onto the big iron double bed. I laid there with my hands behind my head, smiling. "Come on Nadia, get those panties off." "What panties?" She replied, stroking the crotch of her leather skirt, with a wicked grin. I groaned as she slowly started to unbutton her top. I was stunned when she finally pulled it off to reveal a black leather bra with silver studs on the rim of the cups. Her breasts were massive and I sat up as she approached me. My dick started to ooze slightly, as this leather-clad goddess walked towards me. Black leather bra, black leather skirt and black leather boots with six-inch heels. Straddling me, she pushed me back down again. "Are you scared?" she whispered in my ear. Before I could answer I heard a rattle of chains and realised she had handcuffed my left wrist to the bedpost. I reached over with my right to struggle but she took that and chained my right wrist to the other corner. I liked a bit of leather but I wasn't sure that I liked the idea of bondage. I was helpless and she looked down at me ruthlessly. "What are you doing?" "I warned you didn't I?" She could see the fear in my eyes and she smiled. I was beginning to wonder if I was about to be killed or something. "What are you going to do to me?" "Don't worry" she said stoking my face. "You'll be quite satisfied. You've never done this before have you? Do you like leather? Do you like the idea of me keeping you captive as my sex slave? It's not every day you meet a girl like me Rob. I'm one of a kind. Men are so weak they're frightened of me. But not you Rob. I can tell you're different. That's why I took you Rob, for your strength. Be strong for me Rob." I groaned again and strained against my bonds, arching my back in the process. She kissed me and slithered down my body, biting my nipples and as she reached my dick, she started peeling my thong off so that my hard cock was released. I wished she would stop her kinky game and just sink my prick into that warm pussy and ride it. I had so much cum that I wanted to put inside her. At the same time though, she'd hit a nerve. I was loving every second of it. Being forced to fuck her and suck her cunt against my will. Have her do anything she liked to me to pleasure us both. It was different. It was exciting. I shuddered as she began to suck my cock. I looked up and noticed a full length mirror on the ceiling. All I could concentrate on was her leather clad ass and her head going up and down up and down on my penis that was about to explode with orgasm. I felt it well up in my stomach and just as I was about to shoot, she pulled away. I was gasping for breath. "What the hell are you doing?" I shouted. She stood up again and began walking round the bed. I was almost in convulsions here as my dick tried to come but couldn't. She was making me dizzy in the same way she had done when she circled me and stripped me off in the front room. "Patience my darling" she said. As she said this, she stooped down to open the cupboard door at the side of the bed. She produced two leather ankle cuffs and chained my feet to the base of the bed so that I was spreadeagled. "Would you like to be gagged?" she asked sadistically. She strapped the rubber ball gag into my mouth before I could answer. I looked up at the mirror again. It was a pitiful sight. She put a hand over my eyes. "I'm not sure I like you seeing all of this." She declared. "After all, you nearly came a second ago. I can't have you getting that excited just yet." She knelt down to the cupboard again. My head span with the possibilities of what she might pull out next. My dick tingled at the thought and was I was edging closer to breaking point. She was depriving me of pleasure and frustrating me. "In all my years of doing this," she said " I have learnt that the only way to break a mans spirit is to sexually torture him mercilessly. He will submit to your every demand if you treat him like a dog. Promise him sex as a reward and he will cave in. Most don't return for more, but you will Rob, because you're strong. The weak run away but the strong worship me. Will you worship me Rob?" I nodded. "Good boy" She blindfolded me with a length of material and I heard her walk out of the room. She re-entered and I heard her place something by the side of my chained up body. "This is only the beginning Rob. I've got two things for you. One is hot, one is cold. Can you guess what I'm going to do." Her words were having a hypnotic effect on me. I pulled at my restraints again and I felt her place her heels on my chest to hold me down. The next second I felt boiling hot candle wax being poured in a line over my torso, starting at the chest at working it's way down. "Oh all that pain Rob! All that pleasure and pain Rob. Torturing your strapping chest and six pack stomach has never felt so good has it Rob" she cooed giddily. I writhed on the bed, moaning through my gag. She knelt on the bed next to me and poured the rest of the wax over my dick. I screamed as much as I could. The heat and pain was searing and intense but did nothing to diminish my hard-on. She laughed and poured back my foreskin and poured some over the most sensitive part of my helmet. My entire body was taut. She laughed and the next thing I felt was an ice cube against my cock, cooling the pain and giving way to pleasure again. "It's not the pain that gets you off is it Rob? It's because I'm in control isn't it. If it was anybody else it would be the pain turning you on but because its me and you'll do any thing to please me, you're turned on by the fact that YOU are at MY mercy. She whipped the blindfold off and looked deep into my eyes and licked my face. She sat up and pulled her bra off slowly, then her skirt revealing her neat cut pussy, so tight so fuckable and yet there was nothing I could do. She placed her cunt right in front of my face. "You'd like to lick it wouldn't you Rob, but you can't because you're all chained up." Her tits were gorgeous, with her pink nipples erect. She draped her leg over my crotch until my dick was about an inch away. It was straining to get inside the walls of her moist vagina. Then without warning, she stood up and walked to the base of the bed. She unlocked my ankles and quick as a flash, lifted my legs over my head and tied them to the same bedposts as my sore restrained wrists, leaving my arse stuck up in the air. I heard a zip and realised she was taking a boot off. She stood on the bed, and towered above me. "This is what it feels like." She declared. Without warning, she lifted the leg that still had a boot on and began to slide the six-inch spiky stiletto up my ass. The pain was unbearable. I bucked and writhed all over the place, screaming through my gag with tears in the corner of my eyes. She slid it up and down up and down bringing me to orgasm and I shot my load all over my own face. Still she kept on fucking my ass. It was strangely pleasurable though and she laughed as she did it. I could never work out if she was laughing at my helplessness or through her own pleasure. She stopped and removed her remaining boot, tossing it into the corner of the room. She picked up the bra and began to whip my ass. Events were coming quicker now, as she became lost in the punishment and discipline that she was dishing out and I became lost in the enjoyment of it. After six strokes and with my backside already in tatters, she untied my ankles and tied them back to bottom of the bed. At last she straddled my cock and licked the come off of my face. She rode me for hours, faster and faster, stopping every time I got close to masturbate herself. This was torture unlimited until she finally finished me off in a crescendo of screams and wave of juices, my come spilling out in all directions, her slapping me across the face as I did so. Exhausted she rolled off into the mess that we had made off her sheets. She removed my gag and I struggled to speak. "I think we've opened some new doors tonight haven't we Rob?" I was in confusion. She had put me through agony and ecstasy yet all I wanted her to do was do it all over again. She was the best I had ever had and I told her so. "So you think this was just a one night stand?" Her tone had changed again. "No not at all." "What then?" "Look, when you untie me, you do realise that I'm going to fuck you a hell of a lot harder than you've just fucked me." I tried to joke. She didn't see the funny side. "I was serious Rob. You'll be back for more of the same, you haven't learnt yet. And if you think you can take control of me then maybe this will change your mind. She walked over to the television set and turned a video on. It was me and her and the sadistic events of the last few hours. She had taped us at it. "What would the boss say if he saw this? What about all of your colleagues too? Even when you walk out that door in the morning I'll still be in control." She was blackmailing me but I loved it. Even when she untied me and I finally walked free out of the door in the morning I knew that I would be back that night. For my punishment wasn't over yet...