Her First Bondage Date (BDSM ice tease and denial)

Laura's been trying to explore her bondage fantasies for a while now, but keeps striking out.  Now she's on a date with Kenny, who promises to fulfil all her kinkiest desires; but can he live up to his own billing?

Warning: This kinky short story contains 5,500 words of adults-only filth, including bondage, discipline, tease, denial, rope, ice, heat and good vibrations...

Excerpt:

She wrapped her arms round him, holding him close, rubbing her thighs together.  If only he'd continue for a little longer!  She might just cum, then and there!  But that was her own downfall.  He noticed her movements and pulled his head back, she moaning desperately, hunger in her eyes as she looked at him.

"Naughty!" he said, and shame flooded through her at those words.  "It isn't nearly time for you to cum yet."  He dipped his head again, took her nipple in his mouth again, and this time his teeth caught that nipple between them, clamping, and then gently pulling it outwards.

She didn't moan; she screamed.  And as she did, Kenny's mouth opened, letting her nipple fall back, her boobs bouncing gently.  Kenny was laughing.

"Oh, wow", he said, his voice temporarily as it had been in the bar.  It seemed like hours ago that they'd first met.  "I am going to have so much fun with you when you're ready for it..."

He cleared his throat noisily and shook his head.  When he spoke again, the iron had returned.  "I think that I may need to do something to stop you pleasuring yourself, dirty girl."

"Yes, sir", said Laura, her voice shaking a little bit.
"What do you think I should do, dirty girl?"

Laura sat there silently, her chest heaving.  She'd never given voice to her desires before.  She'd typed them out, but it was a completely different idea to actually speak them out loud.
"I asked you a question!" said Kenny.  "You will give me an answer!"

Laura fought for breath.  "Tie...t-t-t..."  She stopped, and couldn't look Kenny in the eye.  Instead, she looked at his cock, still securely imprisoned in his bulging pants.  "T...tie my hands up?"

A thunderous expression came onto Kenny's face, and she struggled to get out one more word.  "Sir?"

And Kenny laughed out loud.  "Oh, Laura", he said.  "I'm just too lucky..."  He shook his head again.  "To find such a dirty girl as you...by random chance..."  He sneezed.  "Lie on the bed."

She lay down, head on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling.  There were words of some sort up there, but she couldn't make them out without her glasses, which she'd taken off with her blouse.  Kenny had gone to one wall and opened it, revealing an enormous walk-in closet.
"Get the rest of your clothes off", he said over his shoulder.  Now!"

Laura fumbled and kicked with her skirt, nylons and panties.  Her earlier dexterity had completely vanished, and now she was all fingers and thumbs.  Finally the tangle of clothes freed itself from round her left ankle and spiralled towards the floor.

And now Kenny was coming back out of the closet, and that was rope in his hands.  It couldn't be anything else.  He looked at her.  "I told you to lie down, dirty girl."