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| A PLEASANT PUNISHMENT by Enola You have butterflies in your stomach! You've locked yourself in the toilet and you have no intention to go out. Tom, that idiot, broke his leg 2 days ago and left the band in trouble. He's the singer and the lead guitarist while you play the other guitar and always sing 2 or 3 songs. But tonight it will be different 'cos you'll have to sing 15, or more, songs. You planned that gig ages ago and as you can't cancelled it, you are obliged to replace him. The other 2 guys from the band trust in you much more than yourself and did everything to reassure you, but you're unyielding, you don't want to sing! Singing 2 or 3 songs it's ok for you, but singing 15 changes everything! Someone knocks at the door. "Whoever you are, go away!" you say annoyed sat on the ground with your head leant on your knees. "It's me, open the door" says James kindly. "Leave me alone!" you mutter aloud. "C'mon, don't be such a baby! Open the door or I'll pull it down!" his voice is still kind, "Go to hell!" snap you. "Fuck, open! You have 5 seconds, then I'll pull this door down!" Now he uses a stern angry tone, so you stand up and open the door because you know he's talking seriously, when he says something he does it. He stands motionless with his hands in his pocket staring at you and after a moment he says, "You look horrible!" and after a pause he goes on, "What's the matter with you? You didn't ever behave like this before." So you explain him you are scared and you can't sing, or rather you don't want to sing cause you're sure that it will be a disaster. He replies you don't have to worry about that because you are very clever, he understands you, he knows it's normal being nervous before a gig, but you have to get over your fear cause the club it's almost full and people are expecting to see a good concert. He shouldn't have said that! The very thought of the club is full makes you feel sick. James grasps your hand and drags you till the bar, but you try to free yourself, you can't because his hold is too tight. "James, what the hell are you doing?" you protest, "Let me go, you're hurting me!" When you reach the bar he puts his hands on your waist and rises you on a stool and ask the bartender a whiskey, then he pushes the glass towards you. You scowl at him and mutter, "According to you, I should drink that muck! You perfectly know I don't like drinking." He grasps the glass and holds out it and orders, "Drink! You won't die for that!" You take it and you bring it near to your mouth, you pretend to drink, but suddenly you move quickly your arm and throw the whiskey on his face whispering a *fuck off*. You stand up quickly and you rush away, but he manages to grasp your arm, "Why are you so naughty tonight? I should spank you!" A half an hour later, Eric, your drummer, knocks at the toilet door, where you have locked yourself in for the 2nd time, to tell you it's time to go. You reach the stage, grasp your guitar and go close to the microphone. You feel your legs like jelly your heart's beating so fast and you feel as if you were about to faint. You close your eyes for a while, then you announce you're going to sing because of Tom's accident. After 2 songs you feel really better even because people are very nice to you and it seems they are enjoying the gig. Meanwhile, you've noticed that James is still there, sat in a corner quite from the stage and you're not sure if he's enjoying the concert, the expression in his face is ambiguous and you're amazed to see him still there after all that you said and did previously. As you don't usually behave in such a nasty way, you're already repented and you think you'd do something to apologize to him, so you dedicate a song to him. "Erm… I'd like to dedicate next song to one of my friends," you say looking at the people in front of you, "He's still here…" and looking at him you add, "so, I wanna tell him I'm very sorry, I behaved so badly with him before while he was just trying to support me. I hope he can forgive me." The song is over so you glance at him and see he's smiling at you, that means he's not angry with you! After the last song you thank people for their kindness (nobody didn't throw anything to you after all!!) and leave the stage. After a while you see James walking slowly towards you and in his face there's that ambiguous expression once again, when he's close to you he mutters, "You'd just deserve a sparkling!" you're struck by his serious tone and that angry look in his eyes, so you're about to apologize to him once again, but he astonishes you 'cos he holds you tight and lifts you up and in a funny way he says, "You were absolutely fantastic!" then he puts you down slowly leaving one hand round your waist, "Poor Tom, I think he'll have to look for another band!" he says after a long sigh smiling at you. Afterwards, he suggests going somewhere for a drink, but he tell him you're too tired and all that you want is a good sleep, so he offers to bring you home. In the cab you whisper to him that your zip dress often sticks, so he'd help you to open it. When you are at home he tries to undo it, but he doesn't managed to do that. You tell him to try again, and he tries till it breaks up. "Fuck!" he exclaimed upset and shows you the little metallic piece between his thumb and his index finger! Consequently, you're even more upset than him 'cos there's no other way to remove it as his too tight. James looks at you and grinning he says, "There's a way to take it off…" so you are anxious to hear his suggestion, "I can tear it!" You scowl at him, "You're totally mad! Do you know how much I paid this dress? It has cost me a fortune and you'd like to tear it!!” You say aloud visibly angry and you slump in the sofa sulky. As you stay there still without saying a word, James takes his jacket and says, "Since you don't appreciate my suggestion, I go away:" You immediately stand up and run towards him to stop him and you beg him to help you in some other way. He tries to open the zip for about 15-20 minutes until he loses patience, "I'm sorry, but it's impossible to open it up! Anyway, my proposal is still valid!" he grins while his eyebrows lift. You look at him perplexed and after a while you give in, so James grasps your dress, but he looks at him and withdraws his hands from you, "I'm sorry, I can't do that!" he says while he goes away from you. Then he comes behind you and after another attempt he manages to break the zip up. You're so happy that you throw instinctively your arms round his neck holding him tight and thank him tons of times. Consequently, the zip opens completely leaving your back uncovered. At the beginning James keeps still, but after a moment you feel his hands over your naked back brushing it slowly. You look at him while your hands brush the nape of his neck, then you kiss him sweetly at the beginning, then more and more roughly. While you are still kissing he grasps your hands and lower them to take your dress off, then he stops kissing you and mutters, "You've been so naughty with me tonight while I've been even too patient, you'd deserve to be punished." You look at him intensively for a while, then you kiss him again aggressively to let him understand he's right and he can do everything he pleases. He kisses your back as roughly as he did before, then he unhooks your bra and pushes you over the sofa collapsing over you. "Now you'll be a good little girl and you'll obey me" he says brushing your face, then he kisses you starting from your neck and finishing over your belly, so he removes your tights and your knickers and orders you to touch yourself. You put your hands on your neck and let slide them over your breast and massage your tits slowly and gently, then your hands keep sliding over your belly and over your thighs. At this point he tells you to stroke your clit and slip your fingers into you and he keeps on looking at you and you can understand how horny he is from the way he's looking at you. You stroke your wet clit gently for a while, then you let your fingers enter you and you move them while with the other hand you brush your thigh. You're enjoying it a lot, but suddenly James grasps your hands and tie them to a table by the sofa with your tights and he comes over you again holding your wrists tight and biting your lips while his tongue probes your mouth with strength. Then his mouth runs quickly over your breast and your belly and stops on your pussy and he licks it, then his lips grasp your clit gently and suck it while simultaneously his hands cup your breasts. Afterwards he stands up and undresses quickly, then unties your hands from the table and raises you to tie your hands again but this time he ties them behind your back. He sits on the sofa and tells you to go down on your knees and he orders to suck on his cock. Now you're a bit perplexed… you tell him you've never done it, but he replies he'll give you all the instructions step by step. Firstly, he tells you to lick the tip of his dick very slowly, so you bend and do what he's just said. At the beginning you're very worried, so he tells you to close your eyes and to relax. Since you're getting more and more confident, he gives you a new command that is to open your mouth to let enter it a bit and suck it as a lollypop, in and out, in and out… He keeps on repeating you're fantastic and gives you the last order: to open you mouth as much as possible to give hospitality to his cock. He blocks your head with his hands and pushes his cock till your throat and you feel as you were about to choke, but you like it too much, so you don't care about that. After some minutes he stops and unties your hands and lets you lay down over the sofa. At this point you're sure he's about to fuck you and you're looking forward to it very much. He ties once again your hands to the table, and finally, you feel his huge cock penetrate you quickly. He moves inside you quicker and quicker thrusting his dick deeper and deeper. He's hurting you, but you don't want him to stop because the pleasure he's giving you is 1000 times (even more!) stronger than pain. You'd like to touch him and dig your nails on his back, but the only thing you can do is keep on screaming his name. After a bit he suddenly frees your hands, so you can finally touch that wonderful body, that soft skin and that muscular chest… He's still lying over you out of breath with his head on your breast. You stroke his hair gently and say, "If you always punish me in this way, I'll always be really naughty with you!!" <<< Enola’s stories |