Learning the Ropes

“You know Abi; whatever happens here doesn’t go any further than these four walls as far as I am concerned.”


She thanked him.


“So you can open up Abi.” He told her. “I am here to help you.”


“Thank you.” She said softly.


“I know it’s not easy.” He said. “I can see you are a shy girl and a very inexperienced one at that but I want to help you Abi.”


She smiled nervously again.


“So what is it that you think about then?” He asked her. “What is it that you fantasise about when you are in your bed at night; when you slide your hand inside your panties and touch yourself; when you start to play with yourself; what is it that brings you to orgasm Abi?”


He mouth fell open.


“Tell me Abi?” He said as he drew his hand up her leg. “I will do anything you want me to do Abi. Tell me Abi; let me help you do it for real.”


She remained silent but he knew that within her sexual excitement was stirring. He didn’t need to touch them to know that her panties were probably very damp.


“I appreciate that it is not easy Abi talking to a complete stranger like this; telling someone that you don’t even know what sexual thoughts you are having. You don’t want to sound like a slut do you?” He said. “You don’t want me to know what a dirty little girl you are Abi, do you?”


She mouthed an almost silent “No.”


“But you are a dirty girl aren’t you Abi and you want me to make you even dirtier, don’t you Abi?” He said as his hand pushed the hem of her skirt further up her leg.


“Yes.” She sighed softly.


Jack adjusted himself on the settee so that he could sit almost sideways facing her. “You know what I would like to do with you Abi?” He said as he returned his hand to her knee. “What I would really love to do with you just now?”


“No.” She answered nervously.


“I would like to do what I did with another girl just like you Abi.” He told her.


She glanced at him momentarily before looking shyly away.


“Not far from here Abi is a club I know. It’s a private club for people like us; people into BDSM. I took her along one evening; just like I would like to take you.” He told her.


She was looking at him now.


“Next to the bar is a large pole that stretches from the floor to the ceiling. It is like one those lap dancing poles but it has a small bar across it about half way up.” He explained. “I tied her wrists to the bar Abi so that her hands were stretched above her head. Of course, she was in a helpless and vulnerable situation, just like you are.” He told her.


He could see that she was forming a picture in her head of the girl and the position she was in.


“Anybody going to the bar for a drink would have to pass the pole and, well you know what guys are like Abi, always ready to take advantage.” He said. “They would pass her and touch her. They would go past and touch her breasts.” He told her as he lifted his hand to her breasts.

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