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The room was pitch black and it felt like the middle of the night. The dream floated away from her grasp, like sand running through her fingers, but memories of a tall, chiselled, alarmingly sexy gardener remained with her. She opened her mouth, in order to shout for help, when out of the darkness a hand came forward and covered her mouth. If you keep quiet, you can stay as you are. I am not going to hurt you. Meg lay there disbelievingly. This could not be happening.

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Being blindfolded had heightened her other senses and she was very aware of the man walking about the room, moving items around. She pulled down on her restraints but to no avail. Her mind was churning through the men on the course with her and whether they might potentially be this man. Nobody had a voice this deep though and no-one was Scottish. Her chaotic thoughts were rudely interrupted as he began to speak once more.

How had he worked out who she was? She had never told anyone her pen name; never shared her secret. And which scene was he referring to? Or perhaps it was better not to know what was coming next. Behind her, Meg could hear the sound of scissors as the intruder cut through both straps of her silk black camisole, and then straight down the length of the material, leaving her naked, accessible and fully exposed to whatever he had planned.

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Meg gasped loudly. She was completely vulnerable. You are dealing with an unknown quantity with me. She felt movement on the bed and some tapping. Through the darkness, Meg could feel drops of warm oil cascading across her spine, between her buttocks and down the back of each leg. At first, he gently stroked his palms across her body, smoothing the oil into her skin. His touch was warm, gentle and soft and Meg was soon breathing deep and slow. Picking up on her relaxation, he gradually ramped up the pressure, commencing what would become a mind-blowing massage for Meg. His strong fingers worked relentless into her tense neck and shoulder muscles, forcing them into submission, making her relax despite the circumstances in which she found herself.

As she lay there, inhaling deeply, he leant across her and Meg thought she caught a subtle scent of him; clean, tangy, expensive. Picking up on her faster breathing, his right hand slid further round her breast, creeping underneath her body to locate her taut nipple. Meg moaned involuntarily, as he gently rolled her nipple between his oily thumb and forefinger. Despite her fear, she could feel how swollen and wet she had already become and seemed powerless to prevent the reaction this man was forcing from her body. Returning both hands to her back, he moved slowly down her torso, eventually rotating across her buttocks.

From a far away place, Meg heard the quiet sound of gentle music playing.


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In a relaxed daze, Meg slowly became capable of rational thought once more. Should she ask him to stop or to continue? In all honesty, she was torn. Of course, her mind knew the sensible thing to do would be to get this stranger out of her room and make herself safe. Whilst she lay there, his hands had ceased moving, with the exception of the ball of one thumb, which he continued to gently grind into the deep muscle of her right buttock.

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And the price of each additional ten minutes I continue is your agreement to submit to me for something I request in the future. Commencing with a deep massage of her buttocks, Meg returned almost instantly into a transcendental state. Gradually, his hands moved down her body, his slippery fingers snagging on the very edge of her over-sensitive lips, as he massaged her inner thigh. Meg gasped loudly in response. She could almost envisage the satisfied smirk on the face of her antagonist and vowed to stop this when the ten-minute alarm next rang.

Trailing the backs of his fingers slowly down the inside of her left leg, Meg grew more and more turned on.

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When his slippery, confident fingers finally reached the underside of her foot, Meg groaned from the pleasure that pulsed through her body. As he ran the pad of one soft, oily finger gently across the base of her foot, from her heel up to her toes, Meg could feel a corresponding twinge in her swollen pussy lips. Twitching with desire, she wriggled her body, becoming aware of the extent of her arousal as she did so. Meg could only imagine the sight this stranger was getting as her arousal pooled onto the sheet below her body.

Gradually, his hands migrated back up to her inner thigh, fingers moving so quickly that her overstimulated body could barely keep track of the sensations. She was hopeful that in the next ten minutes, he would surely drive her to orgasm. But it soon became clear that he had different ideas. The focus of his massage had moved solely to her inner thigh and buttock area now, but he failed to provide the relief Meg so desperately needed. Occasionally, a stray finger would glide lazily across her swollen lips or accidentally lightly graze her sensitive perineum causing a gasp of shock but he seemed intent to stick to his word; he was going to make Meg beg for her orgasm.

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Yet he seemed to be revelling in her slow torture, now graduating to allowing one finger to very lightly slide along the astonishingly slippery mess between her legs. Besides, your ten minutes is up again. Meg twisted and jerked about but to no avail. I could be anywhere and able to give you pleasure. There was a short delay, whilst Meg could hear some tapping taking place on a touch-phone. Her body tensed, knowing what to expect, but not knowing when it would happen. And then the low, gentle rumble of clitoral vibrations started. But the pulse had been set at such a low frequency, in order to make her feel unendurably turned on but unable to orgasm without further stimulation.

Or would you like another ten minutes on the clock? Same terms.


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Blindfolded, restrained at the ankles and wrists, Meg lay helpless, unable to escape her predicament. The vibration settings would regularly change to ensure she was kept in a perfectly balanced state of tension. The vibrations stopped altogether at one point and Meg relaxed, thinking her ordeal might be over. But a moment later, the vibrations had returned, ramping up and up until she was sure she would reach a climax. Predictably, that joyous moment was not allowed to happen, as the vibrations dropped right back down to an infuriatingly low level and the cycle commenced again.

By the time she heard the door open and he eventually returned, Meg was at the end of her tether. The vibrations ceased and she was intensely aware of how her exhausted body was desperate for a form of relief that only this man could provide. Exhausted, she lay lethargically on the bed whilst a cold finger was stroked between her legs, causing her to gasp. He then removed her ankle and wrist restraints and put his hands between her shoulders. When his hands reached the cleft of her bottom, they separated, running along the inside of each buttock.

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