Night Watcher

Night Watcher
By: K.C. (kces1@hotmail.com)

She sat on the couch in her black silk night dress and dressing gown watching the television and sipping at a glass of chilled white wine. Droplets of condensation dripped down the glass and onto her warm hand, creating goose bumps on her skin. The only light in the room came from the television - a flickering menagerie of light and dark. The sound on the television was low but loud enough for her to hear and as she wasn't concentrating on the program anyway, it didn't really matter.

She was waiting. She strained to hear any strange sounds that didn't belong. When she heard something that wasn't the usual night sounds of the house, she would stay very still and just listen. She would visibly relax when she realised that the sound wasn't so strange after all and especially not what she was listening for.

She knew he would come though, he always did. He always came at night. So he could watch her. What he didn't realise was that she knew he was out there, watching her. She enjoyed having that secret knowledge, that power - that she knew he watched her.

The first time she realised that someone was out there in the night, was when she had decided to take a lovely, warm bubble bath with a glass of wine and soft music playing in the background. Then the telephone rang and shattered her relaxation time and she had to scramble out of the bath with water and remnants of bubbles dripping down her smooth skin and wetting the tile floor and swearing that she would be buying a cordless telephone the next day!

As she had jumped out of the tub though, she had caught a glimpse of movement and the streak of a pale face flashing past the window. Until that moment, she hadn't thought to put curtains up in the bathroom as that particular room faced the backyard and there were plenty of bushes covering the window. But, from then on, she kept a wary eye out for any other nocturnal visits from her ?Watcher', as she had started to call him.

So, now she lay on the couch in her living room dressed in her sexy and silky night gown, feeling wonderfully mischievous and slightly tipsy from the glass of wine and she was waiting, waiting for her ?Watcher' to make himself known. Her blue eyes glistened with repressed excitement and anticipation.

Without warning, she knew he was there. She would never have been able to explain how she knew - she just did. He had finally arrived. She slowly sat up and reached out for the bottle of wine and refilled her glass, running the tip of her tongue over her lips.

"Let the show begin." she whispered huskily to herself and proceeded to drink from the glass, almost draining the wine from it in one quick gulp.

Once she was fortified with alcohol, she slowly, deliberately allowed the black silk of her dressing gown slide from her milky white shoulders to reveal the slip of material called a night dress, which barely covered her ample breasts. As she was already sexually aroused, her nipples were quite evident under the shimmering silk.

Her breath came in quick, short pants as she began to run her own hands over the velvety silk covering her breasts - she was beyond aroused, her body tingling with delayed excitement. Touching and feeling her ample bosom as a lover would, exploring the soft roundness of white flesh and brushing excited fingertips over the hard buds of her nipples.

She felt sure her nocturnal visitor followed every movement her hands made, as they explored and caressed her swollen and heaving breasts. Part of her sexually charged and feverish mind wondered if her ?Watcher' had a hard on and whether he had already released his erection from the confines of his trousers. Then, she realised that thought wasn't as important as what her hands were doing to her body.

The naughtiness of touching herself so intimately was an extreme turn on. The knowledge of having a complete stranger spying on her as she attended to her own sexual needs was over powering and liberating at the same time. The fact that there was a danger element to her nocturnal activities also helped to build her excitement and sexual tension.

She moved forward on the couch a little and lifted her bare feet to rest on the coffee table, ensuring that her ?Watcher' got a look at as much bare leg as possible. This was done at a slow and deliberate pace, in order to enhance the visual stimulation of her visitor and to ensure he was able to see her smooth and firm legs as she lifted them.

Her hands slowly drifted down from her chest, caressing her flat stomach with first the back of her hands then moving back to her breasts using her finger tips. She repeated this action a couple more times, feeling his anticipation as if he was in the room with her. Her toes kept gripping the edge of the coffee table and her bent knees parted and then closed in time with the movement of her hands, her buttocks clenching and releasing.

The hem of the night dress kept riding up, revealing more and more of her thighs and the triangle of the bright, red silk panties between her legs. She was so turned on now, the panties were sopping wet. Finally, she couldn't stand the pent up tension any longer, and let her knees part slowly allowing easy viewing of her underwear as her hands caressed her inner thighs and began to touch the silky material that was giving her some semblance of modesty.

She dipped a finger into her soaking wet panties, delighting in how wet with excitement and desire she was. This was the most sexually stimulated she had been in a long time and she reveled in it.

Forgetting all about her ?Watcher', she lifted her butt cheeks from the smooth leather of the couch and pulled her red silk panties down to reveal her naked pussy. She kept her legs parted and let her fingers spread her flower like folds in order to plunge two fingers inside her wet, juicy hole, while her thumb sought out her swollen and sensitive clit. She flicked the pink bud and then circled the tip of her thumb around and around the smooth, sensitive flesh.

She threw her head back and cried out in pleasure as she brought herself to orgasm.

And then she felt his hands on her shoulders and, startled, she opened her eyes but as the room was dark and barely lit by the flickering television, she could not see his face as he was in the shadows.

"You want this." He whispered, in a husky and self assured voice, lightly massaging her shoulders.

All she could do was nod in agreement and exhale a breath she had not known she was holding. She felt the thin straps of her night slip fall from her shoulders as he brushed them aside, allowing for the bodice of the night dress to fall and reveal her ample bosom. His hands slid down the front of her body and grasped the rounded flesh of her breasts, pinching her rosy pink nipples and causing her to gasp in excited heat.

"Get on all fours on the couch." He ordered in his husky but commanding whisper.

Without thinking, she immediately obeyed. She stood and allowed the silk slip to fall to the floor, letting her ?Watcher' see her naked body up close for the first time. Then she was on all fours on the couch, her butt angled upwards and her breasts hanging low. She almost yelped when she felt his strong hands take a hold of her hips and pull her back towards the end of the couch.

"Close your eyes." He whispered his command and she again, obeyed without question.

She heard the distinct sound of a zipper and the rustling of clothing and then she felt those strong hands on her hips again. She could hardly believe what was happening. Somehow, she had lost control and her ?Watcher' was in command of her every move and desire. Deep down, she knew this was what she had wanted all along but she didn't dare admit that to herself.

When her butt was angled down by a firm hand and she felt the tip of a rock hard cock seek out her slick wet pussy, she knew it was real and was helpless to stop what she had started as the stranger took her from behind. She was so turned on, reason had flown out the window.

She heard him grunt as his cock pushed deep into her wet hole causing a sensual groan from her own throat. His erection was thick, long and so very, very hard. She gasped as the ?Watcher' began to fuck her with deep, long strokes pulling and pushing her overheated body on and off his thick, hard cock. His strong hands tightened on her hips as he began to thrust his shaft into her body in tightly controlled strokes.

"This is what you wanted, wasn't it?" he grunted between strokes.

When she didn't answer, his cock stopped thrusting into her body and she felt her blonde hair tugged back and her head forced up to face the ceiling. Half alarmed, half aroused she opened her blue eyes and wildly looked around.

"Answer me when I ask you a question." He whispered hoarsely, his cock fully and deeply imbedded within her body, his stomach jammed up against the smooth skin of her buttocks, his grip tightening on her shoulder length, blonde hair. "This is what you wanted, wasn't it?"

"Yes." She replied simply, realising at the same time that it was the truth - one of her fantasies had been of a complete and total stranger coming to her in the night and fucking her senseless. "Oh yes."

Suddenly, her hair was released and the stranger, her ?Watcher', bent over her back and grabbed her breasts in both hands and squeezed and kneaded the sensitive and rounded flesh, taking particular notice of the erect, pink nipples, pinching them just to the point between pleasure and pain. At the same time, he began to fuck her body in the long, searing strokes she was beginning to really, really enjoy.

She cried out in erotic passion. She was so close to cumming. This total stranger's thick cock was slamming into her body, fucking her to ecstasy and she was loving every minute. Suddenly, her breasts were released and the strong hands resumed their original position on her hips, grasping her in a grip that would bruise in the morning. The ?Watcher's' pace sped on urgently and she heard his ragged breath sounds as his cock thrust in and out of her wet pussy.

"I've wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw you!" Her ?Watcher' grunted between strokes.

"Yes, oh yes." She cried out, lost in her own passion, her sweat soaked hands beginning to slip on the leather couch. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

The slap on her right butt cheek took her by surprise and she yelped at the sudden pain.

"I give the orders." He growled and immediately pulled his thick, 8 inch cock out of her soaking wet pussy.

She felt her head tugged back by her hair, forcing her to a kneeling position on the couch. Suddenly, she felt a tinge of fear for the first time mixed with the eroticism. She heard his breath at her left ear as his grip tightened on her hair causing tears of pain and fear to flow from her eyes.

"Where is your bedroom?" He asked and she somehow knew that she must answer. "Time for your punishment..."

She began to turn her head to look at her ?Watcher' but the grip on her hair held her head in place. Instead, she pointed towards the stairs.

"Up the stairs, first door on the left." She whispered defeated, beginning to wonder, for the first time, why she had played such a dangerous game.

"Because you have wanted this for a long time." Her ?Watcher' answered, as if he had read her mind. "Why else would you tease me with your solo sex play for months? If you didn't want me to come into your house and play with you, fuck you? Have my wicked way with you?"

Then he laughed as he pulled her off the couch to a standing position and turned her towards the stairs.

"It's my turn to tease you now..." he whispered hungrily into her ear and then sucked the lobe into his mouth, nipping on it sharply causing her knees to buckle with a mixture of pleasure, excitement and fear. "Keep your eyes closed. We're going to your bedroom. It's time for your punishment! Let the games begin........."

She was pushed forward and her ?Watcher' held onto her elbow and guided her up the stairs towards her bedroom, chuckling to himself. Anxious, she obeyed his command and kept her eyes closed.

When they reached her room, he let go of her elbow and left her alone and naked standing in the middle of her bedroom. Goosebumps rose on her skin. She shuddered involuntarily. A mixture of fear, adrenaline and alcohol was all that was keeping her standing there. There was also the fact that she was already so sexually charged, she was finding it very difficult to keep her mind away from their brief sexual encounter on her couch downstairs.

"Very nice." He said, smiling as he looked around the room taking particular notice of the four poster bed. "Do you have an eye mask? Silk scarves?"

"Yes." She answered simply, knowing instinctively what he wanted the requested items for and a shiver of erotic anticipation soared through her body.

"Where are they, my dear?" he whispered in her ear, making her jump in fright. She had not heard him creep up beside her.

"The eye mask is in the top drawer of the bedside table." She replied with a shaky voice. "The scarves are in the closet. Bottom drawer."

"Good, good." Her ?Watcher' muttered as he sought out the items he had requested. "Keep your eyes closed."

She kept her eyes closed as per his command and she heard the sound of wooden drawers and cupboards opening and closing. Then he was beside her again and tugging the eye mask over her eyes, plunging her into semi darkness.

She felt one of his strong hands at her elbow as he tugged her towards, what she knew, was her bed. When her knees hit the side of the four poster, she stopped and waited, trembling in anticipation.

"Climb onto the bed. Lie on your stomach. Arms and legs aimed at the four posts of the bed." He said, knowing full well that she would obey.

She was too far gone. Curiosity and sexual arousal had taken over her sense of logic and reason. She wanted him to fuck her again, so she climbed onto the bed and did as she was commanded.

He watched her feminine, hour glass figure as she climbed on the bed. Her white skin seemed to glow in the lamp light and his cock twinged at the sight of her rounded buttocks and glistening pussy entrance as she lay flat on the mattress, her arms and legs stretched out to the corner posts of the bed. She looked like a macabre ?X' laid out on the bed - sexy, naked, quivering flesh and she was his for the taking. He smiled and took his time undressing.

She lay very still as she listened to the sound of the rustle of clothing being removed from the other side of the room. She heard bare feet padding around on the carpeted floor of her bedroom and felt the tug of silk ties as he bound her wrists and ankles to the four poster bed. By the time her ?Watcher' had finished binding her to her own bed, she was a moaning, quivering mess.

Standing beside the bed, he ran a finger down her spine and she shuddered at his touch. He stayed on course until his finger reached her buttocks and traced the fleshy ridge separating the two cheeks all the way to her soaking, wet entrance. He could see her juices running down her inner thighs and when he plunged his finger into her hole, she cried out in pleasure and her hips lifted off the bed causing his finger to tunnel deep inside her body. He felt her vaginal muscles clamp down on his digit as he pulled it out of her inviting and warm, velvety hole.

He moved to the head of the bed and kneeled on the mattress, his cock directly aimed at the bound woman's succulent mouth.

"I want a blow job now, my dear." He said, in his now familiar husky and commanding voice. "I want to feel that mouth of yours on my cock. Do it!"

She felt the head of his cock brush her lips and she opened her mouth to him, sucking the sex muscle into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the head of his rigid cock and tasting his precome.

He pushed his hips forward, trying to get her to take more of his thick, 8 inch hard on into her mouth. To her credit, she managed to take almost all of his hardened flesh down her throat but it did take some maneuvering.

She grazed her teeth across his cock and felt him spasm within her throat as she sucked and sucked and let her tongue run over the rigid and prominent vein on the underside of his hard on. She moaned as her mouth slid up and down her ?Watcher's' shaft and she rubbed her groin on the bedspread, trying to find some sensual release of her own.

She froze when she felt another person climb slowly onto the bed and crawl between her naked thighs, calloused hands brushing the flesh of her calves as this new person settled onto the bed.

"I didn't tell you to stop!" her ?Watcher' growled and moved his groin to remind her that she was in the middle of giving him head.

She hesitated for too long and he pulled his cock out of her delectable mouth. An open handed slap landed on her buttocks, stinging in its sudden intensity. Her body lifted off the bed in fright at the sudden pain.

"Allow me to introduce my twin brother." Her ?Watcher' whispered mischievously in her ear. "We do everything together. And I do mean everything."

There was movement on the bed and then twin, open handed slaps across both buttocks and she somehow knew that the twins were slapping her in unison. She shuddered and squirmed at every smack of her buttock cheeks, crying out with every hand that connected with the rounded and tender flesh.

"That's for teasing us for so many months!" she heard one of the twins growl with one slap.

"That's for disobeying me downstairs!" she heard the other say, with another.

As suddenly as it began, the slapping stopped and she whimpered in pain. But there was also a feeling of erotic and sensual anticipation. She was so turned on, her body was enflamed with sexual need even as her buttocks burned from her brief punishment. She knew she should have been afraid - two strangers in her house, her bedroom and she, tied naked, to her own bed! But all she felt was wanton lust and only they could give her what she wanted, needed.

"I think she enjoyed that." She heard one of the men say.

She gasped as a hand fondled her reddened buttocks and then slid between her thighs. At least two fingers were dipped inside her body. She heard a chuckle as the fingers were removed.

"She is so fucking wet!" The other twin exclaimed. "You enjoyed that didn't you, my dear?"

Not sure whether she should respond or not, she just nodded in agreement, her body aching for him to touch her more.

"Speak when you're spoken to!" he said, slapping her already burning buttocks.

"Yes." She whispered hoarsely, quivering in submission. "Oh yes."

"You will call us Masters." A voice close to her left ear said. "I'm Master Alec and my brother is Master Adam. You can just call us Masters until you know which of us is which."

"Yes." Master Adam whispered in her right ear. "As I said earlier, my brother and I do everything together, so you will be.... Hmm, what is the word? Servicing. That's it. You will be servicing both of us. You're body has already told us that you like the sound of that."

"Now, I want to fuck her." Master Alec growled, barely controlling his need. "Untie her so I can lie her on her back. I want to see her face as I fuck her."

She felt the silk ties loosened at the bed posts but her wrists and ankles remained bound. The eye mask fiddled with, to ensure that she was still blindfolded.

"Turn over." One of the twins commanded and she immediately obeyed and she was retied to the posts of the bed.

It was as if she had found her calling. The tables had most certainly turned. One moment, she was in total control of her situation and in the next, she was completely out of control and dominated by two Masters.

Someone crawled onto the bed and knelt between her thighs. She knew it was Master Alec and when her hips were lifted from the bedspread, she realised he was just as strong as his twin brother. She felt his cock brush her nether lips and then he shoved it into her in one quick, possessing stroke. She cried out in shock and passion as the orgasm crept up on her and exploded through her veins.

Master Alec thrust his rigid sex muscle into her eager and cum soaked hole and established an even rhythm. He looked down her smooth, pale skinned body and watched her ample breasts and dark pink, erect nipples bounce in time with his thrusts. He grinned at his twin and nodded.

Master Adam returned the nod and then knelt down on the bed beside the groaning woman's head.

"What is your name, my dear?" he asked, pinching her right nipple, as his brother fucked her willing and over heated body.

"Kara." She cried out, her voice husky with passion and need and no longer caring that two strangers were fucking her body, only caring that they did it.

"Kara, you're going to finish my blow job now." He stated simply and turned her head towards his erect and hard cock.

Eagerly, she took Master Adam's hard on back into her mouth and tried to establish a sucking rhythm while his brother thrust into her body in long, deep, hard strokes.

Kara felt her hips drop onto the bed as Master Alec let her go and collapsed onto her body, slowing his pace down but sucking on her left nipple while fondling the rounded flesh of her right breast. She could feel his cock thrusting into her pussy as she clenched her buttocks and shifted her hips to meet his thrusting groin. With every thrust, his pelvic bone rubbed against her swollen clit, causing flashes of pleasure to course through her body, to her very nerve endings.

Meanwhile, she sucked with all her might on Master Adam's stiff cock, swallowing as much of his thick length down her throat as she could while he held her head in his hands, fingers threaded through her hair to hold her in position.

Master Adam thrust his cock into her mouth in time with his brother's strokes, as he felt her tongue and teeth work their magic on his rigid hard on. He could hear her moans and groans of pleasure as she sucked his cock.

Kara tried to concentrate on all the new feelings. The feel of one hard, thick cock thrusting into her mouth while, at the same time, another fucked her velvety, cum soaked pussy. She was overwhelmed with erotic sensations and it turned her on all the more.

She bobbed up and down on Master Adam's rigid sex muscle, sucking and allowing her teeth to graze the sensitive member. She concentrated on the head and was soon rewarded when her new Master groaned and his seed spilled into her mouth and down her throat. She eagerly swallowed as much of his salty cum as she could and then licked the length of him clean. When Master Adam released her hair, she was able to turn back to the man thrusting his cock into her hot pussy.

During all the sex play, Kara's blindfold had slid up slightly over one eye, allowing her to see a tattoo of a cobra on the chest of the man above her, thrusting his cock into her body. She felt his searing strokes speed up as the cobra loomed above her, as if ready to strike. When she heard Master Alec grunt in release and felt his cock explode his cum juices inside her welcoming body. At the same time, that last long, hard thrust hit her g-spot and she exploded in release, her arms and legs straining at the silk scarves that bound her to the bed, technicolour lights exploded behind her closed eyelids.

"Fuck!" she heard her Master say as he collapsed onto her chest, breathing hard.

They lay on either side of her on the bed, gently brushing their fingers up and down her sensitive and pale skin.

"You belong to us now, my dear." Master Adam whispered into her ear. "Sleep. We'll be back to visit again soon."

Kara just nodded her head, exhausted but sexually fulfilled as she had never been in her life.

The twins loosened her bonds, quietly dressed and silently left the house.

Kara slept like she had never slept before and when she woke the next morning, her wrists and ankles still had the silk scarves tied loosely around them and her body felt gloriously and sexually used. When she showered, she found the red raw hand prints on her buttocks and savoured the discomfort she felt when she dressed.

It was all she could do to keep the satisfied grin from her face.