Maria and John by Leonard
Maria and John by Leonard Chapter 1: Plans for the Summer The light of the setting sun shone through Judy's short white skirt, making the silhouette of her upper thighs just as visible to her boyfriend Adam as the naked lower parts of her legs. She wore a short white blouse, ending high enough to show of her navel ring and her flat belly. Adam was sitting on a sofa in his flat, looking at Judy standing in front of the big living room window facing west. Judy was upset, but when exposing herself like this, Adam could not concentrate on what she was saying. He asked Judy to sit down next to him. "I want you to listen to what I'm saying!" Judy said. "Yes, I know, but it is easier for me if you sit down beside me." He hoped that this would make her calm down a bit. After a moment of hesitation, Judy did sit down to his left. The thing concerning her was their summer vacation. Judy Smith, who had just finished her first year of college, and Adam Anderson, who had been working for a year at a bank after finishing his degree in economics, had been dating for half a year. Judy had been promised that they could borrow her parents' summer house for two weeks. Now, she said that her parents had changed their mind. Adam still wore his business suit, just having arrived for work, except for the jacket. It did look good on him, Judy thought, but she did not hesitate in removing his tie, playing with it while talking. "So we cannot borrow their summer house?" Adam asked. He brushed a strand of her long, blonde hair away from her right eye. "Why, yes, but only on the condition that we'll bring Maria." Judy wrinkled her whole face. Adam thought she looked cute doing it, but found it wiser not to mention this. Maria was Judy's younger sister, though Judy had never really accepted her as such. Maria was adopted, her mother, who had been an loyal employee of Judy's mother, Mary, had been killed two days after being hit by a hit and run driver. Since Mary could not have any more children after Judy, and Maria's father was unknown, Mary had made a promise to Maria's mother before she died, that she would take care of Maria. The real problem, Adam knew, was that while Judy was an average young woman with average grades and average vices, Maria was a top student who would rather sit at home reading in the evening than going out with friends. Consequently, Judy knew that her parents were arguing much more with her than they did with Maria, and Judy felt that they treated her unfairly bad. This was even worse since Maria was not really their child. Adam pondered over this for a while, during which time he took his tie back from Judy's hands, instead tying them together with it in front of her. Judy smiled. "Why have your parents changed their minds?" he asked. "Because they will both be on business trips and Maria have no other place to go. She's fifteen, I could manage on my own at fifteen." Judy did not add, that her parents would never have allowed her to be alone for more than perhaps a day at the age of fifteen, even if she was certain she would have managed that. "What are you afraid of? Would she disturb us?" Adam kissed Judy's lips lightly. "Yes, I want to be alone with you!" Adam had his right hand on Judy's left thigh, it was slowly beginning to move up under her skirt. "At night, she can sleep in the guest cabin, can't she?" "Yes, I guess so..." They kissed again. Judy moved a little closer to Adam, as if they did not sit thigh to thigh already. "...but what about the daytime? Is it any fun if we have to bring her along every time we go somewhere? Another matter is her early mornings, Maria always wakes up early, then she will want to get into the house, and then we cannot have our morning sex." "She does not have a boyfriend to give her morning sex", Adam said, his left arm now around the shoulders of Judy. "No." "So maybe we'll get her one?" "What do you mean?" "Well, you like to be tied up once in a while..." Judy nodded with a broad smile. "...which stops you from disturbing anybody else. What if Maria would be tied up, thereby unable to disturb us? If she'd have a boyfriend, he'd tie her up." "Hey, I like that! She could have someone giving her good spankings too, wouldn't she deserve that?" Judy kissed Adam, wanting to hug him. With her wrists tied together, that meant she would have to raise her hands above his head and over it, but Adam stopped this by leaning over her. At the same time, his probing right hand reached her pussy, feeling her being damp through the fabric of the cotton panties. They kissed again, but Judy had something more to say: "Whom shall we choose to be Maria's boyfriend?" "What about my cousin, John?" Judy had met John a couple of times. He was just as intellectual as Judy's sister, studying law at Yale, and having a lot of intellectual interests besides that. "Is HE into bondage and spanking?!" Judy asked, surprised. "He says so himself", Adam said, "though he has never had a girlfriend, just like your sister has never had a boyfriend. "By the way, you came here before I got home from work. Why didn't you take your panties of?" Judy knew Adam liked her not to wear any panties under a skirt or dress when being alone with him. "Well, er, I forgot", she lied. Both she and Adam knew, that she knew that he was aware of her lie. "Will you talk to John, then? It is a good idea!" "I'll talk to him", Adam said, "but first you deserve a punishment for wearing panties." He started taking her panties off from under her skirt. Judy wriggled her body to make it easier for Adam to remove her panties. "I know, I broke the rules for being in your apartment", she said, then turned herself over to lie in his lap. "You know what is expected from you, when taking a punishment. That is commendable." Adam raised Judy's skirt to her waist, then slowly, almost absentmindedly, caressing her bare cheeks with his right hand. They were soft and warm. Adam's left hand held Judy in the small of her back. "John seems to like tougher bondage and harder spanking than we do, but I guess that is exactly what you want for Maria?" "Yes, it is." Judy smiled, a smile suddenly interrupted by Adam's first hit, his open hand landing hard in the middle of her rear end. "Ouch!" Adam proceeded to spank her in the rapid fashion that hurt well, and which they both liked. He spanked her fairly hard. She could soon feel the heat of the skin of her cheeks, her pussy getting more wet, his penis getting harder underneath his trousers. Soon, her thoughts left everything behind but the blessed spanking. Of course she had anticipated this when keeping her panties on, it was a sure way of getting a spanking. The spanking went on. She knew she wriggled around, Adam holding her still. She could not help it, all of her attention being on the spanking. Adam kept spanking her. There is always an end to happiness. The spanking stopped, and Adam stood up. However, he placed Judy on the sofa on her elbows and knees. She knew what to expect then, and she loved him for it. Very soon, she felt the weight of him in the sofa behind her, her legs being spread out a little bit more. Then his penis was inside of her. It was big, it was hard, but it slipped in easily. He moved back and forth inside of her. The tension grew even stronger. It was not long before they both came. He leaned forward and hugged her from behind. "You are not upset anymore, are you, my dear?" He asked in a kind voice. "No, I'm not, Adam. Now I'm glad for the sake of Maria!" They both laughed.
Maria and John by Leonard Chapter two: Rules It was not until Maria was sitting in Adam's Saab 9-3 on their way from her and Judy's home that she was told that they would have a fourth passenger in the car. Maria sat behind the driver's seat, Judy having of course taken the seat next to Adam. Maria had already been told that she would have to sleep in the guest cabin, since Judy and Adam wanted the house for themselves. She had readily accepted that, thinking that it would give her more peace and quiet. Contrary to Judy's beliefs, Maria had never had any intention of imposing herself on her sister and Adam. She was actually a bit embarrassed that their parents had decided that she would join Judy and Adam on their vacation. However, since Maria did not have any real friends, due to the fact that she was almost always staying at home reading or studying, she did not have anybody else with whom to make plans herself for the summer. Maria was even to shy to speak to her sister about this, all the more so because she knew Judy did not really like her and really disliked the idea of Maria coming along. Judy was often sarcastic or angry with Maria, who was therefore often afraid of Judy, obeying her or avoiding her. In Judy's eyes, Maria could never obey her enough. Judy just told Maria they would get another passenger. Maria acknowledged that she had heard this, but when Judy did not say anything more about the fourth passenger, Maria went back to the book she was reading. She could not concentrate on the text, though, wondering who the fourth person might be. "Who's this other guy?" Maria asked. She realised that they were taking the way through downtown, probably to pick the fourth person up. "It's my cousin John", Adam said, gently squeezing Judy's knee with his right hand. Judy had on a pair of tight white trousers and an equally tight T-shirt in the same blue colour as her eyes. The T-shirt, which some people would say was to small for Judy, was so short it could never stop anybody from seeing her navel ring. "You've met him", Judy said, turning around towards Maria. "You know, when you were at Adam's place." Maria nodded. She remembered the tall, fairly handsome guy with dark blond hair who had almost looked as out of place as she did. "He thinks you're cute", Judy said, smiling and turning back to face forward when she saw her sister blush and adjusting her glasses. The latter was something which Maria always did when feeling uncomfortable. "Will he stay with us?" Maria asked, without knowing why. She just had a hunch that maybe John would only travel part of the way to the summer house with them. "Where would he sleep?" "He'll be with us the whole vacation", Adam said, "in the guest cabin. By the way, here he is!" Adam stopped at the pavement, and the door on the far side of the back seat from Maria opened almost instantly. Maria recognised John, and they said hello to one another. Shyly, Maria turned her face to her book again. She did not think he would consider her cute today, with her long black hair just hanging around her face, her plain old black trousers and her baggy black T-shirt. Maria did not dare asking where she would sleep, if John would sleep in the guest cabin. It consisted of one small room with a single electric light in the ceiling, a door in one end and a small window in the other, and a bed attached to each of the other two walls. For the rest of the journey, she tried to read her book, while Adam and John had a discussion on whether to vote in the upcoming presidential election or not. Adam tried to convince John to vote for George W Bush, but John said he wouldn't vote for anybody except John McCain. They had dinner in a small town close to the summer house. It was dark when they arrived to the summer house, especially since the house was situated in the woods. There were not many stars to be seen between the branches of all the trees. Maria was just standing in the yard looking up in the sky while the others were unpacking the car. She still did not have the nerve to ask where she was supposed to sleep. There were two bedrooms in the house, theoretically, she could sleep in one of them, now that John would sleep in the guest cabin. However, Judy had told her numerous times that she and Adam wanted the house for themselves at night. Maria just could not believe her own suspicion that she was also supposed to sleep in the guest cabin.The summer night was warm, otherwise she might have shuddered from nervousness. Maria was brought back to reality when a small bag was put in her arms. It was one of her bags, and John put it there. He held two torches, giving one to her. The car was locked, no light in it, and there was a small light in the master bedroom in the house. Judy and Adam must have gone inside already. "Now go and use the bathroom, then go to bed", John said. There was only one bathroom, it was in the house. "I'm not sure where to sleep", Maria said, tears suddenly forming in her eyes. "Haven't Judy told you? You'll sleep in the guest cabin." His voice sounded hard and unforgiving. "Wh-where will you sleep?" "I'll sleep there too. Now go on, I'll use the bathroom after you. If you hurry, you may be undressed and in bed before I get back to the cabin." That was a possibility, Maria thought. She hurried away. When she got to the cabin, she realised that none of the beds were made and that the key to the lock on the door was not to be seen. She hesitated for just a moment, then quickly draped a sheet over the mattress of one bed, laid a pillow case over a pillow, took another sheet to go with the blanket and put them on the bed. Then she heard someone walking towards the cabin, whistling a non-descript tune. With a speed hampered only by her nervousness, she took her shoes of, then lied down still wearing the rest of her clothes. She wrapped the top sheet and blanket tightly around herself all the way up to her neck, holding it there with both hands. John got inside and stopped whistling. "Hi! Don't you take your glasses of before you go to bed?" he asked in a friendly tone. She just told him she had forgotten about them, and that this forgetfulness was something which occasionally happened. Then she took them of, stretching her arm up to lay them safely on a small book shelf mounted on the wall by the bed. "It's going to be a warm night", he said, "what do you wear to bed except for that T-shirt?" "Oh, just..." She hesitated. It was a bit embarassing to admit that she had not undressed at all. "It does not matter", John said, to Maria's relief, but the he continued by saying: "If I would decide, you would not wear anything at all." Maria just stared at the young man. He was friendly enough in his voice, but the words stunned her. "Of course, this can wait until we have made your bed properly." He emphasised his words by pulling lightly on the bottom sheet. This made Maria clutch to the top sheet and blanket even harder. Slowly, John backed off, sitting down on the other bed. Equally slowly, he began to talk: "We have to straighten some things out. First, we will live in this small cabin close together for at least a fortnight. This means that we have to have some rules, and that we need to be friends. The second thing is, you are a very attractive young woman and I am a man living together with you. This means that I want to take advantage of you..." "You can't do that!" Maria exclaimed. "Yes, I could as a matter of fact, I could do it. That is why I want to set up some rules. Will you agree to this?" "Well, yes, some rules may be a good idea." "First, I think we can promise each other one thing", John said. "We will always be friendly to each other, trying to settle any disagreements by discussing them." Maria liked that rule, she promised John to adhere to it. "Now, this is my idea on further rules", John said. "I promise to follow three rules of yours, then you promise to follow three of mine. I promise to follow your rules, whichever they may be, if you will promise the same for me. You may state your rules first, and my rules can't be in conflict to yours." Maria was not certain she had gotten this right. "You mean that you promise to follow my rules, even before I have stated what rules they are?" "Exactly as long as you promise to follow my rules before I say what they are." "...and I get to chose rules first?" "Yes." Maria smiled and agreed to this, eagerly sitting up, but with the blanket still clutched to her body. After giving the matter some thought, she stated the following rules, which John wrote down: 1. Neither Maria nor John will be naked or just wearing underwear if being together in the cabin. 2. John will not even try to have sex with Maria. 3. John will never be angry with Maria, whatever she does. John accepted these rules right away. He had, in fact, anticipated a rule like number two, as well as number one. The main thing was, that Maria's rules would actually not interfere with his own rules in a crucial way. The third rule was really good, John thought, because of the rules he had planned to make, he would never need to be angry with Maria if she would tease him or be angry with him. These were John's rules, which Maria had to put on paper: 4. Maria will subject herself to being bound and sometimes gagged, and stay that way, whenever John likes it. 5. Maria will subject herself to bare bottom spanking whenever John likes it. 6. Maria will always have her pubic hair completely shaved off. John had expected Maria to complain about his rules, and she did. However, she did not complain much after being reminded of her promise. She shrugged, lied down, and said: "can we go to sleep now? I'm, tired." "No, not right away", John said. "You have to be bound for the night first. You are going to be tied up all through every night here." "No! You don't mean that!" Maria sat up again. "Yes I do, and you have promissed me I can tie you up." Yes, Maria realised she had. More or less unconsciously, however, she actually had not believed that she would have to subject herself to John's rules. His rules did not seem serious enough, she thought. One part of Maria was about to accept being tied up right away, but she realised she could not make herself say it. She felt very nervous, her whole body was shaking. "There is one thing I have to ask you first", John said. "Your pubic hair is not shaved, is it?" "No", Maria said. "So do you want to shave it off yourself, or do you want me to do it? If you do it yourself, you must, of course, show me you've done it." Maria just stared at John. He had tricked her to promise him to give her a nightmare. She knew some women did shave their pubic hair, but she had never considered doing it herself, and now she did not want to do such a discusting thing. It would not feel right, it would feel like an obscene thing to do. Apart from that, he also wanted to tie her up and to spank her. She had never been spanked in her whole life, and she had no wish to find out what it was like being spanked. Seeing John smiling at her, Maria considered she might at least delay the humiliating shaving. "Can I wait until tomorrow to shave, please, John? Then I can do it in the bathroom, I have my razor there, and I guess it is more comfortable." "Well, I have a razor, I can shave you tonight", John said, but Maria would never allow John to shave her. She told him so, too. The idea of using his razor to shave disgusted her. "Your promise was to be shaved all the time", John said. "This means you have to shave right away." "What if I promise something else instead, just for tonight?" "Would you promise to be naked?" "No!" "Then, what do you propose to promise me?" Maria hesitated. "OK", John said, "what if you promise me never to complain about having to follow your promises any more? In that case, I'll let you wait until tomorrow morning to shave." "Yes, I'll agree to that. I promise", Maria said. "Good, now let's tie you up!" John opened up his bag and pulled a long white rope from it. (The story "Maria and John" will continue in Chapter three: Maria's first night in bondage.)
Maria and John by Leonard Chapter three: Maria's First Night in Bondage Before Maria was tied up, John helped her make her bed properly. Since Maria had not undressed, but had lied in her clothes under the blanket while talking to John, John urged her to decide what to wear for the night before he tied her up. John went outside for a minute while Maria changed into her night-gown. It was a long, grey night-gown, reaching below her knees, not revealing any of her female forms, and was thick and dark enough that nobody could see through the fabric. Maria kept her panties on, too. Then she lied down on her back under her blanket before calling out that she was finished. John came back in, and Maria really began thinking of what it would be like being tied up. She was very nervous. Her body was shaking. John took Maria's hands and tied them together by her wrists. He tied them hard, even though Maria's palms were facing each other, she could not press them together. The rope that went about Maria's wrists was long, and John tied it at the head end of her bed. Maria got some freedom of movement, because John did not stretch her hands up above her head. She could reach down to her breasts, if she wanted to, where she lied now in the bed. However, this freedom would get smaller. John reached down and dragged Maria down by her feet until they rested at the lower end of the bed. Maira's night-gown did not follow her body, and her knees would have become exposed to John, had they not been covered by the top sheet and blanket. Maria did not like this, all of her night gowns reached below her knees. With her hands tied up, not being able to reach below her chin now, she could not adjust the night-gown herself. At the same time, she would not ask John to do it. She would have to live with this. Maria's first thought had been, that John would tie her ankles together and tie them to the end of her bed. However, he spread her legs, tying her right ankle to one corner of the bed. Mara's night-gown ended yet another couple of centimetres up her thigh now, opening up because her legs were spread apart. Although the bed was not wider than 80 centimetres, she felt extremely exposed, and John tied her left ankle to the other corner of the bed. "Why do you spread my legs?" Maria asked. Her voice was shaky, she felt nervous. "Is that a question or a complaint?" John asked in return. Maria told him she did remember her promise not to complain. She did not say anything about feeling uneasy about it. "There is a very simple reason", John said. "Bondage is of small use to the binder, if it does not make it easier to have sexual intercourse with the bindee." "But isn't that a breach of your promise not even to try to have sex with me?" "No, not as long as I do not try to take advantage of you while being bound. Now, it is time for us to sleep." John bent down and kissed Maria on her forehead. "Good night, Maria!" he said with a friendly smile. John quickly made his bed, undressed, and went to bed, then he turned the light out and turned to sleep on the side with his back to Maria. Maria liked to sleep on her side as well. She moved further down in her bed to bend her knees and turn about, but she could not help that this made the rim of her night-gown move further up her thighs. "John?" "Yes, dear?" He called her 'dear'! "What if I need to go to the bathroom?" "Well, do you?" "No, but..." "Then don't worry about it. I want to sleep. Good night." Maria fell silent. It did not take long before she heard John sleeping. With her legs tied to the bed, she could not find a comfortable way of lying on her side, so she turned on her back again. To her disappointment, her night gown moved further up her thighs. She could not help thinking of how exposed she was. Her mind flowed with unpleasant fantasies of having a man seeing her like this without her top sheet and blanket. She realised that this man, in her fantasies, was John. It was not long before Maria realised that she was aroused. She further realised the nervousness of being bound and helpless built up her arousal. In her fantasies, the man – John – climbed into her bed between her legs. It was a thought that made her both excited and scared. Naturally, she did not want John to take advantage of her in any sexual way, the thought of it scared her stiff. At the same time, she was surprised to nitice that the very same thought made her excited and got her more aroused. Maria was the kind of girl who had never had any great urge to get sexual experience. She had never even kissed a boy, and John's good night kis was actually the first kiss she had had from a man not in her family. Maria wanted romance much more than sex, she had long since decided that it was more important to give her virginity to the man she loved on their wedding night. If she had been a different kind of girl, she would have regretted that being bound stopped her from using her hands to release the sexual frustration she felt now. Now, the thought did cross her mind, but she had always thought that doing such a thing was discusting. Even the thought of it discusted her a little. By the way, she could not even remember what it was called, when you did that to yourself. However, Maria had had sexual fantasies before, but none of them had been so real as when she was really lying there bound in her bed. She had never felt this excited or aroused before, either. She felt that her panties were wet. She wondered what it would be like lying like this with no panties. She actually wanted to try lying like this with no panties. Maybe she could lie like this with no panties, tomorrow night? She hoped she could, without John noticing it. Her fantasies kept coming back to having John between her legs, but she did not want him there, really. She did not want him there, did she? "No!" she thought, but felt less certain than she wanted. She knew that she would never let him, but she could imagine it, could she not? "Yes, of course I can, even though it is just fantasies", she decided. Having decided that, Maria fantasised about having John between her legs. In her fantasy, he ripped her panties of, then he entered her. Maria had no clue what this would feel like, but she imagined it would feel good. Maria felt that her fantasies kept making her more aroused. She did not know what to do about it, though. Try as she might, her fantasies always came back when thinking of something else. She always imagined it was John taking her. Finally, Maria drifted of to sleep. She dreamt of walking with spread legs on top of a roof, either leg on each side of the ridge of the roof. There were people on the ground, far down, staring at her, and she realised she was naked. She felt embarassed walkning there in the nude, but did not know what to do about it. She woke up early, just as she used to do, and stretched her arms above her head. Suddenly remembering where she was and that she was tied to her bed, she felt an urge to get free. Her hands felt numb and she needed to stretch her legs. Her hips felt awkward, with her legs having lied spread out all night. John was still asleep, but Maria called his name to wake him up. "What?" John murmured. "Could you untie me...please, John." "I wanna sleep, be quiet." "Please!" "Quiet, or I'll gag you!" John smiled at her, then turned around again. Maria sighed. She kept quiet for a while, then silently said: "John, my hands are feeling numb." John did not answer. It seemed to Maria that he had fallen asleep again. Perhaps that was just as well, she thought, she did not like the idea of being gagged. Her mind went back to the fantasies of the previous night. They were not so bad. She could still not get rid of the thought that John would be the man taking advantage of her when being bound, but she considered this to be a logical development by her subconscious mind from actual facts. Therefore, she did not mind. As a matter of fact, she thought John was handsome, and he had an interesting mix of decisiveness and kindness. She wondered what it would be like being gagged by him as well as bound. Considering her experience from the night before, she was not altogether surprised to find that the thought aroused her. This thought gave birth to another idea. Maria could always yell at John, provoking him into gagging her. That would make her feel what it would be like being gagged. The thought appealed to Maria from another point of view. She was not inclined to ask John to gag her, it was self evident that she could not even give him a hint of the fact that she actually enjoyed being bound. Maria pulled the emergency brake of her train of thought. Did she actually 'enjoy' being bound? Was that the word she had used when stating her thoughts in words, and if so, did the word give her mind a correct description of her feelings? She realised, to her own amazement, that 'enjoy' was an adequate word to use, when describing her feelings. The bondage made her aroused, and who would not enjoy being aroused? The feeling of helplessness, the feeling of her legs being spread apart by force, and the feeling of being at the mercy of a man in this way aroused her, and this did make her feel that she enjoyed being bound. Of course, she would not feel happy about being bound by a disgusting man, a rapist or the like, Maria thought. Here, she was among friends and family, nothing could go way out of line. John had even promised her to obey some of her rules, and the thought of this made her smile. On the other hand, Maria wondered what might have been in the future, had she not made John promise not to try to have sex with her. She was glad that she had thought of making that rule, but at the same time, her fantasies when being bound like this did involve John actually having sex with her. That would be rape, she told herself. Having settled that, Maria's mind went back to being gagged. However, labeling the scenario of her fantasies 'rape' made her less inclined on being gagged. The single word rape made her lose her feelings of arousal and joy. Maria got angry with herself for thinking about being raped. Then she thought that maybe she would rather be angry with herself for calling the events of her fantasies rape. On the other hand, if John would actually do those things, which Maria fantasised about him doing to her, it would constitute rape. Unless, of course – that other voice of her mind said – she would actively agree on being bound and exploited in that way. Maria settled on telling herself that she would never going to admit to John, or any other man, that she had had fantasies of being raped, but this did not stop her from enjoying such fantasies in the privacy of her mind. John turned in his bed again, looked at Maria and smiled. "Did you have a pleasant night?" Maria nodded to him with a smile, then quickly turned that into a half-smile and said: "It wasn't quite as bad as I thought it would." "That's good. Now, do you want me to untie you?" "Yes, I would like that very much", Maria said. She could not believe she had almost told John that the night in bondage was pleasant. John released Maria, and she stood up on the floor, flexing her hands to let the blood flow freely through the veins. This was the end of her first night in bondage. Maria felt glad, it was a terrific morning, until John reminded her that this was the morning she had promised to shave her pubic hair off. Well, the thought did put her down a bit, she did think it was a rather disgusting idea, but she had had a good night after all.
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