April’s Fool

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Alex Grey

Somebody trod on my foot.”Oh, I’m so sorry!” I said. I looked round into two beautiful, dark eyes and then down into a deep cleavage. A big, curvy girl, just my type. Long black hair. Black leather skirt. The hot girl was trying to push her way through to the crowded bar. She glared at me. “You could buy me a drink,” she suggested, as my pint arrived. “I’ll have the same.” I nodded at the barman and he poured a second pint. We moved away to a quieter corner of the pub. There weren’t any spare seats, but she slouched against the wall.”Cheers. I’m Nic,” I said.”April.” I noticed that she didn’t say thanks for the drink. It was as if I owed it to her.”But don’t think that buying me a drink will get you access to these.””Oh, sorry, was I staring?””Can’t take your eyes off them, can you?” she said.I couldn’t deny it. I felt my cheeks going red. “Oh, I’m sorry, I…  well, they… you… are very beautiful,” I stammered.”That’s okay, you can look. But don’t think you’re going to get your hands on them.”I was tongue-tied, amazed that I was standing there with such a sexy girl, gazing at her half-exposed breasts. Despite her remarks about not getting my hands on her tits, I got the impression that she liked me, or at least liked the way I was drooling over her. She even asked for my phone number, which of course I gave her. A waitress went past, carrying a tray of food.”You could get me something to eat if you like. I could murder a steak pie,” April said.”Oh, yes, me too, good idea.” I placed an order and paid, and we seized a small table when it became available. She sat down and crossed her legs slowly, causing her skirt to ride up her bare thighs.”But don’t think that buying me dinner will get you into my knickers.”Well, that was clear. At least I knew where I stood with her. The food arrived and we ate and drank, with little conversation beyond a few remarks on the quality of the steak pie and the beer. Her glass was empty, so I got a second round of drinks just before last orders.”Let’s go back to my place and have sex,” she said.I choked on my beer. What was she saying? Surely she was just teasing me.”What?”She shrugged. “If you aren’t interested, I could find someone else.” Her eyes scanned around the room. “No, of course I’m interested. It’s just that you said I wouldn’t get to touch you, so, I thought…”She gulped down the dregs of her beer. “My flat. Ten minutes walk. I’ll explain the rules as we go.”She got up and walked out of the pub, not looking behind her to see if I was following her. I hurried after her as she strode along the street.”First rule. You don’t touch me, anywhere, unless I tell you to. Agreed?””Agreed.””Second rule. You do what I tell you to do. No hesitating. No questions. Got it?”I gazed at the tight leather skirt swinging around her curvy hips. If I was really going to get to fuck this girl, of course I would agree to anything. “Got it.””You better. Break the rules and you’re out and you’ll never see me again. Obey the rules and you’ll get in my pussy tonight. And it’s a one-night thing, okay?””Okay.””Condoms. Do you have any condoms?” she asked.”Um, no, I don’t,” I said.”Well, you’d better get some.”What? Where was I going to get condoms at this time of night? I was about to ask her this, but then I remembered rule two.I looked around and saw that there was another pub on the corner kaçak iddaa that was still open. “I’ll be two minutes,” I said, and dashed inside, looking for the Gents and rummaging in my pocket for some coins. Shit. I only had notes, so I had to ask at the bar for some change. The guy didn’t bat an eyelid at my request and I got a packet of three from the machine. I emerged from the pub, half expecting that April would have disappeared, but there she was, waiting under a streetlight in her short black skirt.I followed her up the steep stairs to her flat, my face just inches away from the back of her tight skirt, my cock trying to tear a hole in my trousers. How I wanted to slip my hand under that black leather and feel those smooth thighs and her round arse. But I remembered rule one.”Take your shoes off and leave them by the door.”I did as she said. Rule two.As I bent down, she squeezed my bum. Unable to resist the urge, I turned round, grabbed her curvy hips and pulled her towards me. She pulled back sharply. “What was the first rule?” she said firmly.”Sorry. Um, the first rule of femdom club is, you do not talk about…” I realised that this wasn’t the time to fool around with silly jokes. My chance of fucking this gorgeous girl was hanging by a delicate thread. “No touching.””Right. Final warning. Now go into my bedroom, get undressed and get into bed.” She pointed the way. Fuck. I had never been with a woman like this before. It was thrilling and scary at the same time. I hesitated for a moment, then remembered rule two and hurriedly went into the bedroom, took my shirt, trousers and boxer shorts off, put the packet of condoms beside the bed, and got under the covers.She came in with something clinking in her hands. “Now, put your hands up above your head.” I hadn’t noticed that the bed had a headboard of ornate metal railings.I felt conflicting emotions of terror and arousal. If I refused, or questioned the instruction, I’d have broken rule two, and since I had already been given a final warning, that would be it, I’d be thrown out. I would never see this sex goddess again. Alternatively, if I let her handcuff me to the rails, what then? I’d be defenceless and completely at the mercy of this very strange girl I had only just met. But on the plus side, I might get to fuck her.”You can’t keep your hands to yourself even after I told you the no touching rule, so you’ll have to be cuffed.”My head said no. Too risky. She’s mad. Walk away. Get out while you can. My cock, throbbing, bulging and tenting under the sheet, disagreed. I remembered that rule two also included a no-hesitation clause.She pulled off her top, and I gawped at her full tits bursting out of her black bra. “I want you,” she whispered, as she kneeled on the bed and her skirt rode up her spreading thighs. “I want you in my cunt. Tonight.”I knew I had a second or two to make my mind up.I put my hands up against the rails. Cold steel clamped around my wrists and there was a firm click. They weren’t toy handcuffs. “Good. That should help with rule one,” she said.I immediately regretted it. What a foolish decision. I was now completely under the control of this wild woman.She pulled the sheet off and leaned over me, inspecting my half-erect cock. “Okay, let’s have a look.” She leaned over and examined me closely. “Is that as big as it gets? Maybe this kaçak bahis will help.”She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, slowly letting it fall forward, pausing and pouting like a stripper before dropping it on the floor. I gazed at the soft flesh of her breasts jiggling above my stiffening cock.”Would you like a blow job?””Oh fuck, yes, yes please!””Well, maybe later, if you’re a good boy.”She straddled one of my legs, and her skirt bunched up as she lowered herself over me and started to rub. I moaned as I felt her soft thighs squeezing my leg and her panties brushing over me. She put her hands on my shoulders and started rocking to and fro with a steady rhythm, grinding herself against my thigh.”Keep those leg muscles taut, I need something firm to work against,” she said.I wanted to suggest something else that was firm that she could press against, but I knew that wouldn’t be wise.Abruptly, she stood up, reached up under her skirt and pulled down her knickers, then lowered herself over my thigh again. I could feel her heat and her slippery secretions matting the hairs on my leg as her splayed labia worked up and down.”The condoms are on the bedside table,” I said.”Oh, we won’t be needing those,” she said. My cock leapt with excitement. We were going to fuck without a condom! That would be so much better, feeling her silky smooth pussy slipping down my shaft with no layer of rubber to inhibit the sensations. But I wondered why she had asked me to get them if she didn’t want to use them. “Now, what are we going to do with that?” she said, looking at my erect cock and sliding her pussy even higher up my thigh. “Would you like to slip it into something firm and tight?””Oh yes, please, April!””Right, I have just the thing for you. Something I think you’ll enjoy.”She lifted herself off me and reached into a cupboard drawer, returning to the bed with a big smile on her face and some clinking pieces of metal in her hand. I suddenly realised what it was. I felt faint. What a fool I’d been.”Now, we have a small, medium or large ring, what do you think?””No, please, no!” I said. But ‘no’ was not an option. “Um, medium?” I suggested.She wrapped her thumb and forefinger firmly around my cock and balls, as if measuring me. “Small, I think. It’s no good if it slips off, is it? Now, have you worn one of these before?” “No,” I said, weakly. I was worried, but also kind of turned on by the thought.”Good, it will be a fun new experience for you, won’t it! I’ll explain the procedure as we go. First, we pull your balls through the ring.” Sitting on my thighs, she grabbed my sack and pulled one of my balls through the steel ring, then tugged on the loose skin, gradually pulling it through, until the other one popped through as well. With my wrists padlocked to the bedstead and her substantial weight holding down my legs, I could do nothing to resist.”Now we have to squeeze your cock through there as well.” “That’s not possible! it won’t go!” I insisted. I was three-quarters erect, as a result of the beautiful young woman’s fingers handling my cock and balls. The small ring was already a snug fit around my balls. There was no way my cock could get through the ring as well.”Well, we’re going to have to do something about that erection, aren’t we,” she said, gently fondling my cock with her fingers. She leaned forward illegal bahis over it, until her mouth was just inches away and I could feel her hot breath. “I could suck you off, make you cum, to get you soft before I lock you away. Would you like that? No, wait, I’ve got a better idea.” She left the bedroom, leaving me helplessly cuffed to her bedstead, and a minute later returned with a packet of frozen peas.”No!” I squealed when I realised what she was going to use it for. But she wrapped the ice-cold packet around my erect cock and held it there. The effect was instant. As the sharp cold seared through my cock, my erection wilted rapidly.”Hey, look at that!” she laughed. “It’s not just going soft, it’s getting really tiny!””But it still won’t go through that ring, there’s no room!” I said.She grinned. “You reckon I can’t get that shrivelled little dick through the ring? Watch and learn.”She tugged the top of the ring upward with one finger, pulling my balls up uncomfortably. With the other hand, she took the tip of my foreskin and tucked it into the ring. Then she got hold of the little flap of skin from the other side and pulled. To my horror, the remnants of my shrunken manhood seemed to disappear almost completely and then slowly reappear through the ring. She pushed the ring back until it fitted snugly behind my cock and balls.  “Now for the really fun part!” she said. “We have three cages, large, medium and small.” She wrapped one hand around my cold, limp cock and held the cages alongside it. I felt that I knew which one she was going to choose. The small one was less than two inches long. I started to swell up and harden again under her touch as the effects of the ice-pack wore off.”Now, don’t start getting hard again, you silly boy, that would be very foolish,” she said, as she caressed my cock in her hand and held the cage over the head. “It’s important that your tiny dick stays small and soft while I put the cage on. So don’t look at my tits.” She leaned forward, dangling them over my head. “And don’t think about what it would feel like to slide your cock into my pussy. Now I just need to wet it a little so it will go in easily, but remember, no getting hard!”She bent down over me and I felt her tongue run gently up the underside of my cock. Her lips encircled the head, sucking me into her mouth and coating me with her saliva. I cried out with the pleasure of the intense stimulation, but after a fleeting moment of ecstasy my cry turned to one of frustration as she pulled her mouth away and slipped the little cage over my knob.I was fully erect again. The steel ring behind my balls felt really tight as I thickened up in response to her teasing words, her soft fingers around my shaft and the briefest oral sex session I had ever experienced.”Oh, stupid boy! Shall I use the frozen peas again?” she teased, picking up the packet from the floor.”No, please, no!” She slowly pushed and wiggled the cage down over the head of my cock while pushing my skin up into the device. “Okay then, we’ll do it this way. I’ll just apply steady pressure, and gradually crush your erection.” The husky tone of her voice told me she was going to enjoy doing that. She pressed down on the cage, with its four steel loops coiled around the head of my cock. I tried to maintain my hard-on, confident that the four inches of stiff, bulging cock between the end of the cage and the ring would prevent her from locking me up in the device. But I watched with horror as my penis started to yield and the cage slowly edged its way downwards. 

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