Anne walked up to the motel room door, but hesitated before knocking.

The motel was nice - out of the way, discrete, convenient, not run-down like the average no-tell motel. She raised her hand, but again hesitated.

She had already met Jason for lunch a couple of times, they had spoken on the phone often, and had traded many, many erotic e-mails.

She felt she knew him pretty well, but how well do you really know someone until the moment of truth arrives? Well, she thought, might as well see what happens. Maybe, she thought, he chickened out and didn't show up either.

So, gathering her courage, she knocked a couple of sharp taps on the door. For a brief second, she thought that no one was there.

But then she heard the latch unlock and the door opened up.

'Hi there' Jason said as he looked at her with a grin. Anne gave him a little jab in the arm to punish him for his evil grin, but it only made the grin widen into a smile. Jason stepped backwards and let Anne into the room. The room was typical - closet, bathroom, queen bed, nylon and leather straps.. Anne did a double take as she looked a little more closely. On each corner of the bed was a nylon strap and leather ankle and wrist cuffs, lined in fur.

On the small table by the bed were a few more items - some candles, a bucket of ice water, a leather paddle, and a blindfold. Instantly Anne started getting nervous. She was expecting all of this, of course, but seeing it in front of her was a whole different reality. Jason noticed the brief hesitation and patted for her to sit down.

'Don't worry, I won't bite. Well, I will, but it will be good, I promise.' Again with the mischievous grin! 'Listen, I want you to feel totally comfortable. If you aren't ready or having second thoughts, it is OK. This is completely about trust and pleasure, not about sex and control.

' 'I'm not worried', Anne said, 'Just a little nervous. Nobody has ever done anything like this to me before.' Jason leaned over and gave Anne a gentle kiss on the lips, partly catching her lower lip in between his teeth and letting his tongue briefly glance across hers. 'We will take it nice and slow. Tell ya what. I'm feeling a bit keyed up. How about we take a nice shower to relax?' Anne nodded agreement and took his hand as he led her into the bathroom. There they slowly started undressing each other, taking time to caress and kiss as each article of clothing hit the floor.

Anne could tell Jason was excited - his length was standing straight up at attention, and seemed to bob up and down slightly with his heart beat. Anne was also excited, as evidenced by her erect nipples and the warm wetness between her legs. They climbed into the hot, steamy shower and proceeded to just rub and fondle and kiss and hug, letting the hot water pour over them and wash the filth of the day off of them. Jason had Anne sit down in the shower and he then washed her hair and massaged her scalp.

He could tell she was still a little tense and knew that this would help to relax her and get her prepared for what was to come. He leaned over and whispered in her ear 'OK, I think I've spoiled you enough. Now it is time for you to do what I say, or else, I'll have to spank you.

' Anne was a bit surprised, but by now she was all to willing to give in to his demands. He helped her out of the shower, had her dry herself off and then led her to the bedroom. She looked at him nervously, with a 'What now?' look. As if to answer, he guided her to lay on the bed. Once she was in position, he then went to the table and took the blindfold. He gently placed it over her eyes, making sure she couldn't see anything. He then meticulously put each wrist and ankle into its shackle, tight enough to where she could not get out and resist, but not so tight as to hurt. Anne suddenly realized that she was completely helpless, blind and immobilized and with a man she had just recently met.

Her heart started going faster as her mind started racing, realizing it was too late for anything now. It seemed a while before anything happened, which only added to her anxiety. What was he up to? She could sense him at different times at the foot of the bed, walking into the bathroom, standing next to her. Every once in a while he would lightly brush his fingertips against her hyper-sensitive skin, startling her and making her squirm against the restraints. Sometimes, when she least expected it, she would feel his warm mouth on various parts of her body her ear, neck, lips, nipples, inner thigh.

No rhyme or reason as to when or where, all to keep her guessing. Suddenly Jason spoke and broke the silence. Hmmm in order to do some of the things I have in mind, you should really be shaven clean. Well, no better time than the present. And with that she felt warm water trickle over her thighs and softness, which at the moment didnt need any help getting wet.

She then felt the coolness of what she imagined was shaving gel being applied liberally and gently between her thighs. Suddenly she realized that he would be shaving her, as in with a RAZOR! Uh, are you sure you know what you are doing? she asked. Of course I do. And with that came a smart little SMACK on her thigh from the leather paddle. Now, if you want me to do this right, I just need you to keep your legs spread wide and you need to be quiet. OK? Yes sir, she replied obediently.

Thats a good girl, Jason replied and continued. Anne felt the first touch of the razor and although apprehensive, started to relax. He did seem to know what he was doing, was very careful, and was extremely attentive! Soon the whole process become enjoyable, and then became very pleasurable. As he shaved closer and closer to her personal place, she started feeling the need for him to be inside of her.

She wanted his length deep inside her, pressing against her freshly shaved fresh, his mouth kissing her mouth.

She let out a small groan of pleasure. Well, I see someone realizes that I do know what Im doing, huh? Anne could almost hear the grin on his face. Oh, god, yes you know what you are doing! she replied huskily. Anne could feel him rub a towel all over her, cleaning up the remaining shaving cream and wetness. All clean! he announced, satisfied in a job well done.

And by the way, that is a lovely softness you have there. And with that she could feel his hot tongue trace a line up her thigh and deep into her, then he sucked her personal place into his mouth and ran his tongue across it a couple of times, sending waves of pleasure up through Annes body. Oh, god, I want you in me, please! she begged. Not yet. We have some more playing to do. With that she heard the strike of a match and the acrid smoke tickled her nose. She also heard the rustle of ice cubes in the ice bucket and knew something interesting was about to happen.

Sure enough, she felt the first icy drop of water hit her stomach, down beneath her belly button. She shock of the cold sent shivers up her spine and made her squirm. Suddenly, she felt the pinching heat of a droplet of candle wax against her skin, right above her nipple. Goosebumps ran up her arms and legs. Oh! she squealed as she instinctively tried to wriggle out of her bonds. And with that another smart swat of the paddle on the outside of her soft place. Now now, you need to be good, ok? Yes, sir Anne replied, her senses on fire. For the next 15 minutes Jason randomly dripped hot candle wax and ice water over her body until it seemed that she would scream from the combination of shock, surprise, anticipation and pleasure. She also understood why he shaved her softness candle wax and pubic hair would certainly not mix! Every once in a while he would let his tongue and lips roam across her body. By now her softness was aching, and she felt as if she would explode if he did not enter her, if he did not kiss her, if he didnt thrust himself into her body.

Finally, as if in answer to her unspoken longing she felt him position herself between her legs.

His chest pressed against her bare, candle wax spattered breasts and she felt his breath on her cheek. Suddenly she could feel the head of his length probing and poking into her wet, hot softness. Finally, at long last he pressed the full length of his length deep into her, filling her with warmth and pleasure. He started slowly and gently, all the while kissing her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth and playing a friendly game of tag with her tongue. His hands also continued to roam, running up her sides, pinching her erect nipples, squeezing her soft place and pulling her into him. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and hold him and squeeze him into herself but her restraints did their job, made her powerless against him and left her open to his ministrations and desires.

The pace continued to quicken, the groans of both became louder and more impassioned and pleading as if to hasten the end both of them wanted so desperately but they also wanted to stave off in order to prolong the pleasure.

Finally, when the sweat of their bodies had commingled and their hearts raced in time to each other, the first tremors of orgasm started running between their bodies, as if they were one person. Jason shouted out as he savagely thrust his length deep into her and Anne shouted out as she strained against her manacles as both came in a wave of passion.

She could feel his hot cum filling her up as her body shuddered with orgasm after orgasm, each sweeter than the previous. Jason collapsed onto Annes breasts, his breathing quick, his body hot, his heart pounding. Without breaking contact he reached up and undid the restraints on her wrists, so that she could finally hold him and pull him against her, their tired bodies lying together rejoicing in pleasure.