Destroying Dani Part 1: Reaching the shore
(We begin our story with two lovers, both in their late twenties. Dani the loving girlfriend with blonde-ish brown hair, and Tom, her usually doting lover, who has a lot of pent up desires. Together they are on a boat ride, Dani rowing them to a tiny Island on the Lake. Here, Tom will show her his true sexual self.)
Dani smiled lovingly at Tom as they reached the shore, a remote lake island currently populated by just them. Helping to Moor the small two person rowing boat onto the shore, she waddled her pale and skinny, yet beautifully curvaceous frame over to hug her man, looking perfectly sexual in her white tank top and tiny blue shorts.
"Well... here we are honey" she said, with a hint of lust. "So what now?"
He grinned at her in a way she had never seen. "Lie in the boat." He said.
Her eyes narrowed, wondering where this was going. "Um...What do you mean? Why would I do that?"
She spoke tentatively, her long wavy hair fluttering in the wind. "Because I told you to" was his titillating answer. "I want you lying in the middle of the boat, with your back straddling the central seat there, the one you've just been rowing on, with your head and your arms down on the deck and your feet and legs firmly together, resting in the footwell. I'm going to give you some boat based fun."
Clearly he'd been planning this, as was his way, though they'd never gotten too kinky with their ideas before, perhaps this was a chance to explore some deep unexplored sexual desire within him.
"Um..." she said quietly. "You... You won't like hurt me will you?" She began playing with her fingers, a typical habit of hers that often showed that she was either nervous, very horny, or a strange mix of both. He smiled, slightly more kindly this time.
"Of course not lovely. There's just something that's been bubbling in me that I thought would be fun to try. Don't worry, I think you'll love it."
Giving him a suspicious look, but some benefit of doubt for now, she began removing her clothing, unbuttoning her shorts, assuming that he wanted her naked at this point. "No babe" he said "keep those clothes on. Removing them will be my job, once I've done with your restraints."
Her eyes widened at this final word... "Restraints?" Darling, what are we talking about here?" He laughed. “Well I'll put it bluntly. You lie down, like the whore you are, and I tie you hard and firm to the boat by your hands and feet, taping your limbs tightly together, your knees and wrists, making sure you're fully stretched and narrow before me. You lie there like a wriggling salmon, bent backwards and unable to do anything but look at me as I violently undress you, taring off that pretty little tank top and yanking those pretty little buttons clean off your nice whorey shorts."
She looked at him severely, subconsciously placing a protective hand to her breasts. "My shorts aren't whorey" She protested, now worrying about her lovely boyfriend. "It's hot here! That's all! And don't you think this is a bit much? I... I'm not sure I want it.”
He looked at her expectantly, she continued. "I mean... I want sex, just... not this!" He stepped into her, placing two hands on her buttocks and grabbing her shorts, tugging them upwards, and giving her an incredibly uncomfortable but very wildly stimulating wedgie. She yelped with a loud "OUCH!"
"Yes you do!" He said confidently, gazing into her fearful eyes. "You want this more than anything in the fucking world. Don't you whore?" She sat in his wedgie for a moment, undeniably turned on by how it felt, her body language betraying her.
She leaned into him, showing her flexibility as she extended her torso backwards and pressed her crotch hard against him, rubbing herself up and down. She knew she was physically pretty, and physically capable of performing this idea, but what she ready for it? Whilst they'd never done restraints of any kind before, part of her was now morbidly curious. With a whisper she gazed upwards at him and squeaked out a tentative statement. "OK, let's do it honey, but only cos I love you.”