Thread: the new beginning // randomname & sixlikesgoree

The human body was intriguing especially when things were related to sex. Jake read an article once that said it was possible for a man to reach an orgasm without any physical stimulation. It was possible for a male to reach an orgasm by only listening to something that aroused them. Of course, he intended to do much more than listen tonight. If it were possible, Jake figured one day he might cum because of the gag in Maggies mouth. He was almost certain it would happen should he just sit beside of his wife and watch her squirm while there was the sexy bandanna gagging her mouth. Taking the other bandanna, Jake felt his orgasm reach the highest peak. Close your eyes, now. Lets take away another ability of yours. After folding the bandanna once, Jake pressed the blindfold over her eyes while tying a knot at the back of Maggies head. At this point, she could not talk, she could not see, and she could not use her own hands. Practically, the only choice she had was to feel whatever her boyfriend was doing to her. It had truly been too long since this transpired between the happy couple. God, she was so hot struggling around on the bed and making those mmphing noises that he pieced together with enough syllables to understand her desired words. I was going to stop here, but I think I might add something else to keep you a little more restrained. Smirking, Jake leaned down to kiss Maggie over her gagged lips again. His large, calloused hands gripped Maggies smaller, softer ones. He squeezed her bound hands, pulling them against his abdomen as he trailed her fingertips below his V-line so her fingers could tangle just above his cock and against his trimmed pubic hair that was shaped in whatever way she preferred. Leaving Maggie on the bed, Jake walked towards the dresser again where he grabbed another length of bondage rope. One was a normal sized length while the other was much, much shorter. Sitting at the edge of the bed on his knees, Jake pulled Maggies feet together. His ropes started wrapping around her ankles until he reached that desired four or five rounds of rotation. Taking the ends of the rope, Jake weaved them in between the center of what was already wrapped around those ankles. A tight knot was tied in the center. It was tight just like her wrists, but not constricting. Something else I missed? These cute feet of yours. Even stranger than his love of bondage was his love of feet. Through research, Jake found out that foot fetishes were seen to be quite weird by many. The male was preoccupied with telling Maggie about this fetish even more than telling her about bondage. However, the woman took it in stride and tried it for him just like everything else he ever asked. Since then, Jake did not hold back from his foot fetish. Raising those bound ankles to his lips, the male started to kiss the sole of her left foot. He took his lips down the center of her foot and moved his mouth upwards to the base of her toes again. Jake returned his lips to Maggies right foot, kissing lightly on that sole as well until every inch of her skin had been caressed by his loving kisses. He loved watching her feet crinkle up and how her toes flexed when his rough, chapped lips went down her soft skin. He always felt amazed how well Maggie kept her feet for him. Jake did not stop here, though. Next, he attacked her toes. His lips wrapped around her great toe on her right foot. Then, he moved his mouth towards her lesser toes, sucking them into his mouth and kissing them as well. When Jake covered all the toes on her opposite foot, he was finally satisfied with that. Mmm, good thing it is Summer. It means you might be running around in flip flops. He loved whenecer she wore them because it was a way to pleasure him without anyone even knowing about it. She could easily slip out of her flip flops without causing a reaction from anyone else, place them into his lap, and rub his crotch so nonchalantly. It was time for the last length of rope much too small for her wrists or ankles. It was for her big toes. Jake adored toe-ties, using a small piece of rope to tie her big toes together. It would restrain her even further while catering to his foot fetish. He made quick work of that, tightly tying the rope around her great toes. Once that was finished, he pressed one more kiss to each of the soles of her feet. From this juncture, Jake brought her feet down onto his crotch. His cock was in between each of her bound feet and her heels were pressed against his balls. Now he was happy with how Maggie was bound, gagged, and blindfolded. She looked like such a sexy, helpless victim. No kidnapper could bind a captive better than this. I love you so much. Now, lets see you struggle for me. Try to get loose. Theres a gag in your mouth so you can even scream for help if you want. I will make love to you soon enough. Ive just needed to have a front row performance for a long time. After whispering this, he leaned down, cock still in between her feet, and kissed down the sweet spots of her neck. His hands groped her breasts, fondling the mounds of flesh as his palms cupped her nipples, pressing into her breasts. A moan left his lips quietly as he tilted his head back, his hips starting to thrust forward a bit, creating some friction with her bound feet and his manhood. ------------------------------------ Watching Charlottes reaction frustrated Shane. Judging by the look on the womans face, Shane had lost this battle. Although he accepted her terms and conditions, something told the young man he would regret this later. This could have been a fatal mistake. How was it possible for him to trust Charlie enough to accept that she would not kill him first chance she got? Something about the redhead was genuine. Something about this woman was convincing. Having a fuck probably won Shane over since he wanted to forget about Lori Grimes. What was the best way to forget about a woman? Find a new one, of course. When it came to Lori, Shane had fallen in love with the woman. Charlie did not exactly replace Lori in the sense that he had fallen for her already. In fact, it was the opposite. Shane looked at this redheaded woman and saw one thing a smoking hot body that he wanted to fuck. There was no emotion present other than lust. There would be no post-sex cuddling and there was probably no kissing involved, either. It was a purely physical desire, helping Shane forget about the one woman he wanted. Thinking about her, Shane scolded himself. It was time to let go. It might become an easier task after his first adventure with Charlie. There were no manuals for this thing the apocalypse or women in the apocalypse. Who was stopping Charlie from killing Shane the first chance she was given? Besides, he had planned to kill her. It was not a spur of the moment where it was a baseless threat. Shane Walsh one hundred percent intended to shoot Charlie in the head. It was going to be quick and painless, ensuring she did not rise from the dead. She knew his intentions yet talked him out of it. How could a person trust someone that wanted to kill them and very nearly did kill them? Shane realized that was another mistake he made. If he was so easily talked out of it, perhaps he should not have made the threat at all. Who knew? The tables could have been reversed as well. Neither seemed like the humanitarian type so it was possible Charlie had similar plans. Shane could think himself to death at this rate. Instead, he tried to pack those thoughts away tight and deep into his mind as they were preparing to leave. Before exiting the camp, Charlie asked for that climbing axe. It was an interesting little weapon for the apocalypse. It was perfect. This weapon was shaped for digging into the skull of a walker with one swing. It was a weapon the male intended to keep for himself, not knowing that it was Charlies at first. It was sitting with the other weapons in camp that had probably been taken off a dead body before. Deciding it was for the best, Shane grumbled quietly and dropped the bag onto a nearby table. She was correct. It was unintelligent to walk around this world without being armed. If they got into a mess, she was useless to him. It might get him killed as well if she was not armed. At least with this pike, she must get close to him before killing him with it. With a gun, she could stand wherever the hell she wanted and put a double tap through his skull. It was the lesser of two evils and he decided to trust her again with the axe. It was buried underneath everything else but once it was recovered, he tossed the weapon across the air and did not say a word about it. Shane was too busy wondering if this would bite him in the ass during a later event. Around the vehicles, the pair agreed that the pickup truck was in the best shape out of the other machines. While Charlie prepared the siphoning tools, Shane opened each remaining vehicle to collect other supplies that were inside. The gunshots attracted a few walkers, but it was nothing Shane was unable to handle with his knife and patience. He finished searching the last vehicle right after the truck started humming. Damn, she was skilled at more than just killing. It made him wondered even more what she had done in the past world. Soon, everything was loaded into the truck. It was an extended cab so there was enough room inside the cab that not much was put on the truck other than the full gas cans. Once he settled into the passenger seat, Shane took one glance at Charlie but did not make any comment. Instead, he relaxed against the seat and watched the world pass through the window. They escaped at a perfect time. Walkers were piling into the camp now and it might have gotten ugly if they stayed longer. It appeared Charlie took the scenic route, leading them to an undisclosed location deep in the woods. Upon arriving at the cabin, Shane noticed all the traps and defenses set up around the location. It almost made Shane chuckle out loud, but it was stifled. This woman was not fucking around. He wondered how in the hell anyone managed to capture her. She seemed so careful and skilled. After the truck stopped, Shane almost wondered if he should watch where he stepped because of all the traps littering the perimeter. It took multiple trips before Shane brought in all the bags and gas cans but soon the room beside the front door was full of their mixed supplies. Satisfied, he closed the door behind him and noticed a generator. It appeared to be functioning and lowly humming. Did that mean she had running water and electricity? There was only one way to find out if it was truly working. A shower sounded nice about now. Covered in sweat and blood was commonplace, but it did not mean he liked it. Entering the living room, Shane noticed how Charlie was showing off her ass. It was ironic because Shane had always been more of an ass guy than a tits guy. He appreciated a firm backside. This was the only thought in his mind as Charlie played hard to get with the whiskey, but it did not last long because Shane stepped towards her quickly one hand gripped the bottle and the other hand reached behind of her and gripped her ass. Smirking, Shanes hand was just underneath hers as he pulled the bottle to his lips. Those fingers of his dug into her ass against the material of her jeans but he soon released both after the first sip of whiskey. All he did after that was offer the woman a knowing smirk and wink. Yeah, he could not wait until he was fucking this woman. It could not happen soon enough. I suppose Ill check out your showers. Its been quite some time since I had one. Sure, the Greene Family Farm had running water and generators but he had not been allowed inside for quite some time. Hershel and Shane did not exactly get along. After finding out there were walkers in the barn, Shane tore the old man a new one and that did not sit well. Finding the bathroom himself, Shane did nothing but strip nude in front of the mirror not even bothering to close the door. He was a confident man. If Charlie wanted to look, she should. There was nothing he felt embarrassed about. With his looks and the size between his legs, how could he feel embarrassed? When he was finally ready to jump into the shower after the water was nice and warm, he did just that. Shane was going to change back into the same clothes since there was no such thing as a clean set of clothes these days. Everything was stained, ripped, or torn and covered in blood. He used the soap to wash through his body and he used the shampoo to wash through his hair a few times. The male tried to not spend too long in the shower so he cut the water off once it had gone on long enough. At this time, Shane pulled the curtain open and started to dry himself off the door still wide open. The next object of his business was figuring where he was staying tonight. He sure as hell was not sleeping on a couch. If there was only one bedroom, Charlie better get used to sleeping on the same bed or taking the couch herself.