The implication was obvious. Elsie wanted to tie up Oliver and tease him. Dominate him. In other words, he wanted to torture him, but in the best of ways. He wasn't about to say 'no' to that.
“Should I get undressed the rest of the way?” he asked.
Elsie shook her head and grinned. “No. I'll take care of that.”
Ollie crawled back onto the bed, now wearing only his slacks. He did as Elsie asked and laid on his back, placing his head onto a pillow. He brought his hands up, feeling the cold metal of the wrought iron headboard. Elsie straddled over his lap and wrapped his blue tie around his wrists.
“You're so bad,” he whispered. “I had no idea.”
Elsie smirked. “I just like having a little fun once in a while.”
She pulled on the knot, clinching his wrists firmly together, then attached the tie to the headboard. Oliver had his hands above his head and unable to move them. He gently pulled downward, but it was clear that she'd done a good job with the knot.
“Jesus, Elsie,” he said, with a chuckle. “I didn't know you had been in Boy Scouts. You really know how to tie a knot.”
Elsie leaned forward and gave Ollie a quick peck on the lips. She didn't respond to his joke, instead, she placed her hands onto his bare chest and began to slowly move her hips back and forth over the front of his slacks. He could feel her warmth, as she pressed her weight down on top of him, and because she wasn't wearing any panties, he could feel just about eve
rything.
“Oh, my God,” he whispered, as he watched her move over the top of him.
She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes, quickening her movements. The friction against his cock sent waves of pleasure through him. He got so hard that his shaft throbbed, desperately wanting to be released from the confines of his slacks.
Elsie opened her eyes. She was breathing harder now. Her nipples had grown firm and pressed out against her dress. She looked so hot that Ollie could hardly stand it. He wanted to reach forward and touch her, but as soon as he tried, he was reminded that he and the headboard had become one. He couldn't move an inch.
“Just relax,” Elsie said, as she leaned forward and kissed his chest.
“I want you so bad right now, though,” Ollie said, as he pictured himself sliding inside of her.
She sat back up and Oliver watched as she reached her hands behind her back. She pulled down on the zipper of her dress, causing the front of it to fall a bit. The top of her breasts were released, but still not enough for him to see her completely.
“Please take it off,” Ollie begged, wishing so badly he could just pull the dress down for her.
Elsie crawled off of the bed and faced him. He watched her intently. The slowness of her movements increased the sexual tension and he felt like he was about to explode. He enjoyed it, though. It made the moment intense and interesting.
I'm going to make love to her like she's never felt before, he thought. Just as soon as she unties me.
Elsie breathed in through her teeth, creating a hissing noise. Then she slipped her fingers into the top of the dress and gently pulled it down. Her naked breasts were revealed, and her nipples grew even harder as they hit the cool air of the room. Ollie was practically drooling now.
“You're killing me,” he said, shaking his head. He checked the restraints again, wanting nothing more than to have her in his hands.
She just giggled as she shimmed the dress the rest of the way off. It slid down her smooth skin, all the way to the floor, rendering her completely naked. Ollie looked her up and down. She was perfect from head to toe.
“Please, come here and get me undressed,” he said, breathing hard. His blood was pounding through his veins with a primal urge that he could barely control.
Elsie made her way back onto the bed and straddled over Ollie's lap once again. She positioned herself just below the bulge in the front of his pants. Then she undid his belt and tugged his slacks down, taking his boxers with them. His dick, fully erect, popped straight up as she pulled his pants all the way down to his ankles. Ollie kicked them the rest of the way off.
“I kind of like having you like this,” she said, looking him over. “I can do whatever I want.”
“You can do whatever you want whether I'm tied up or not,” Ollie replied, with a wink.
“I like that you say that.” Elsie resumed her position, straddling over his lap. His cock stood tall, pressed against the lower part of her belly. She reached down and began to slowly stroke his shaft. Ollie pressed his head back into the pillow and let out a low moan, as pleasure filled him. She had the perfect grip. Not too firm and not too weak. She moved slowly and steadily, sending waves of pleasure into Ollie's body.
Oliver closed his eyes, just enjoying the pleasure. The sensation changed. Something wet and warm wrapped around his tip. He opened his eyes, to see that Elsie had gone down on him. He was in her mouth and she was bobbing her head down onto him.
“Oh, God yes,” he whispered, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as Elsie worked her tongue in the most miraculous of ways.
Ollie found himself bucking his hips upward, wishing for her to allow him deeper into her mouth. But she pulled away and looked him in the eye, wagging a finger.