Unwilling by Julia P. Lynde Page A

my mouth. She slid the thing into my mouth and somehow buckled it to the harness. It filled my mouth and served as an effective gag. I couldn't spit it out and I couldn't talk.
    "Is that choking you?" she asked. I shook my head. "Can you continue to wear it?" I nodded.
    She walked into the bathroom and came back with a small hand towel. She arranged it carefully on the bed underneath my chin. I looked down at it then up at her.
    "You'll figure it out eventually," she said to me.
    She stepped away and I heard her walk to the dresser. I tried to turn and look, but I didn't have very much mobility. She stepped back up to me and clipped something to the back of the harness on my head. Then she fumbled at the ropes binding my arms. After a moment she said, "You aren't going to like this." Then I felt the harness pulling my head back. She tightened it. When she was done I was flat on my stomach with my neck arched backwards almost but not quite as far as it would go so that I was facing forward towards the foot of the bed. "You don't understand yet," she said quietly. "But that last part was actually a kindness."
    She walked out of the room but came back after a short trip to the bathroom. She tossed a book on the bed. Then out of the corner of my eye I heard her get undressed. She left again then came back with candles and set them up in the room. She lit the candles before turning off the lights. She walked to the closet and came back after a moment. She tossed her riding crop on the bed next to the book. She threw one more thing onto the bed. I couldn't tell what it was.
    Then she climbed onto the bed, sitting with her back to the headboard and adjusting the pillows behind her. She spread her legs, resting her feet against my shoulders. I found myself staring right between her legs. She was glistening.
    "Here are the rules, slave," she said. "You may do anything you want except close your eyes. If you close your eyes, you get the crop." She picked up the crop and whacked me with it. It stung. "Blink once."
    I blinked.
    "One blink for no, two blinks for yes. Do you understand?"
    I blinked twice.
    I could do anything I wanted? I couldn't move. I struggled for a while, but she knew what she was doing when she tied me up . She smiled at me.
    "This is punishment for you and pleasure for me," she said. "Feel free to struggle. It will get me more e xcited. You can try begging . That will get me excited, too." She paused. "You're staying like that until I've had three orgasms. You get to watch."
    "Oh god!" I tried to say into the gag. All that came out was, "Mmm mmmm".
    And with that, she settled in a little further, picked up the book, and started to read.
    "Mmmm mmmmm!" I said.
    She looked over the book at me. "What's that? You say you love the way I tie you up? Excellent."
    "Mmmmmmm!"
    She leaned forward and patted my cheek. "I'm having fun, too. I'm so glad you're enjoying this."
    "Mmmmmm!"
    I tried struggling, grasping with my fingers for the knots. I had no idea where they were tied.
    "Where are the knots?" I asked into the gag. She ignored me.
    If I stretched, I could just barely touch my feet. I tried feeling for knots, but all I felt was rope.
    I collapsed for a moment. I was completely, utterly helpless, and all Alexandra was doing was reading a book. I had finally gotten her to do what I wanted and she immediately ignored me. My shoulders were already stiffening up. So was my neck. And I realized saliva was building up in my mouth, but I couldn't swallow. As the saliva began dripping past the gag and down my chin, I realized what the towel was for; it was to catch my mess.
    Alexandra looked over her book at me. "Figure out what the towel is for?"
    I blinked twice.
    "Are your hands and feet okay?"
    I wriggled my fingers and toes then blinked twice.
    "You look amazingly hot like that, Melissa. Are you enjoying being completely helpless?"
    I thought about it and blinked twice.
    She laughed. "Let me know how you feel in an