Compassionate Kink

Frank was on the phone in a heated discussion with someone. It seemed like he had been in a heated discussion with someone all day long. "All I care about is finishing the  damn building. You signed the contract, now finish your end. (pause) You're right. It's not going to do me any good to be fighting for scraps at your bankruptcy hearing. I  might be open to negotiating a little, and I mean precious little more money. You bring me your books, all of them. I want to see where every penny you've spent on this project has gone, every man hour, every screw, every nail. After I go over all that we'll discuss whether I can increase your bid. (pause) Tomorrow, eight am."
    Frank hung the phone up disgustedly and ran his fingers through his hair. He stared at the several phone lines still lit up. He paged his secretary over the intercom. "Are any of these calls especially important? (pause) Tell them all to go to hell. No. Scratch that. Take messages from all of them and tell them I'll call them tomorrow. I've had enough for one day. I'm not here."
    Caroline's day really hadn't been much better. Some days working for an advertising agency was great. Some days it sucked. This day started off bad and only got worse. She was behind on doing laundry and couldn't find what she wanted to wear. She couldn't even find any clean panties. She ended up pulling on pantyhose and no panties. She barely made it to work on time. Her main client that day hated all her best work and insisted on something she thought was not only tasteless, but not very effective as an ad. Oh well, they were the ones paying the bill. She just didn't want anyone knowing she created "that" ad.
    Caroline left work deciding she needed a break, something different. She called  Frank. "I'm going to pick up the kids and leave them and grandma's tonight."
    "Are you wanting to go out?"
    "No. I want to stay in. Just bring something home with you. I just need a break from this rat race."
    "I think I can take care of that."
    "Are you going to be late?"
    "No. I'll be right on time. I'm through with this mess for today."
    "I'll see you there."
    "Hey."
    "What?"
    "I love you."
    "I love you too."
    Frank opened his desk drawer and stared at a blue velvet box. Frank was incredibly organized. It was one of the reasons he had done so well with his business.  He had purchased Caroline's anniversary present a month early. He was thinking about springing it tonight. After all, she had said, "Bring something home." Frank knew she meant food, but he could do that too. Caroline got home and started taking off her clothes. She got down to the pantyhose and laughed at the fact that she didn't have any panties on. She decided to leave them on. Frank would get a kick out of it. Looking at herself in the mirror she thought, "You never know. He might get something else out of it too." All she wore waiting for him to arrive was the pair of dark red pantyhose and her white shoes.
    Frank hid the blue velvet box under his coat as he carried in the take out food. He came in to find Caroline seated at her drawing table, like he often did. The scene was so common for a split  second he didn't even notice her unusual attire. She stood up putting one knee in the chair and leaned forward pretending to be drawing something high on the table. Then she looked over her shoulder at Frank. She said, "This is  what I wore to work today. I thought you'd get a kick out of it."
    "I'm probably not the only one."
    "Oh, I had on a dress. I just couldn't find any panties this morning, so I just pulled on the pantyhose without any."
    Frank walked up to her and kissed her. He said, "You're right. I am getting a kick out of it. You should be dressed like this when I come home more often."
    Frank took the food into the kitchen. Caroline fixed the drinks. There was an uncomfortable tension through dinner. The meal didn't last long either. Caroline finished  and ran off to the bedroom. Frank found her on the bed on her hands and knees shaking her ass at him. He said, "If you keep shaking that ass at me, I'm going to put something inside it."
    "Is that a threat or a promise?"
    Frank put his hand on her hip and shoved her over on her side.  He said, "Both. Sit up a minute. I have something for you." He pulled a length of black rope out of the nightstand where it had been left far too long. He pulled her hands together in front of her and began to tie them.
    Caroline said, "My aren't we playful tonight."
    "Who said I was playing?" Frank said as he tightened her wrists together. "You're mine. I'm going to do whatever I want with you tonight, and you're going to like it." "Really?"
    "Oh yes."
    After Frank had her hands tied securely together. He told left her sitting on the edge of the bed and told her not to move. He went and  retrieved the blue velvet box from where he hid it earlier. When he returned he said, "This was going to be your anniversary present next month. I guess I'll have to buy something else. I'm just in the mood to give it to you early."
    Caroline gasped as Frank opened the box and revealed a double row pearl necklace with gold trim and matching earrings. With her hands tied together she tried to reach up to touch it. She said, "It's beautiful."
    "Hands back in your lap. I'll tell you when and if you can touch it." With her sitting there waiting, Frank took out the necklace and fastened it around her neck. He also very carefully put the earrings in her ears. He said, "Stand up. Over here." He marched her in front of the mirror so she could see her present. He said, "Do you like it?"
    "I love it."
    Frank said, "I rather like it myself," as he was reaching around her from behind touching the necklace. He then let his hand drift down to her bare breasts. He said, "I think you're going to get more than just a present tonight." He turned her around gently, kissed her and said, "On your knees."
    "In the middle of the floor?"
    "Now!"

    Caroline got on her knees and watched as Frank took off first his shirt, then shoes, pants and underwear. Without saying another word he brought his cock to her face.  Holding the side of her face, he guided it into her mouth. She obediently sucked it in and out bringing it to a glistening wet shine. Frank gently ran his thumb around her ear  to the new earring hanging there. He brushed her hair back and held the back of her head, getting into the rhythm of her up and down movements. Not allowing her to push him over the edge yet, he stopped her and stood her up. He went over to the nightstand and pulled out a black silk blindfold, walked back over behind Caroline and placed it over her eyes, pulling it together behind her head. Caroline said, "What are you going to do to me?"
    "Whatever I  want to. Remember?"
    Caroline stood there, now without sight and listened as Frank walked off down the hallway. When he came back she felt something being placed around her neck and in front of her face. Frank said, "Open your mouth."
    "Whatummmph," came out of her mouth as the ball gag went in. Frank tightened the leather strap tightly behind her head so that she couldn't spit it out. He rubbed from her shoulders down to her elbows and kissed her on the shoulder. In one swift motion he threw the bedspread off the bed and then sat her down on it. Frank laid her in the center of the bed and pushed her arms up over her head. He used another black rope and tied it to each ankle leaving her hobbled and helpless. He pushed her knees apart and stood back stroking his cock.

    His wife of several years lay before him as beautiful as ever, his for the taking. He leaned over her and kissed her on the cheek. He rubbed his fingers lightly over the leather strap that held the ball tightly in her mouth, then every so lightly traced the outline of her lips encircling the ball. He kissed the soft flesh just under the necklace he had just given her working his way slowly down between her  breasts. He slid over to the right and sucked her nipple hard and full into his mouth, tonguing the tip inside. Caroline rolled her head from side to side in obvious pleasure. Frank began to massage her crotch through the pantyhose. After getting her nice and worked up, Frank stood up and stepped back for a minute. Caroline turned her head at little, freeing her ear from her arm, trying to  hear what Frank was doing. Frank wasn't doing anything other than slowly stroking his cock. He was only trying to make her wonder what he was doing. Finally he crawled back in the bed with her. He kissed her on each knee, slowly nibbling and  biting his way up. About halfway up her thigh he bit in a little harder than he had been pulling her pantyhose up with his teeth. He grabbed the thin fabric with his hand beside his teeth and ripped open a hole. Caroline  leaned her head up as if trying to see what he was doing. Of course with the blindfold it didn't do her much good. It only served to encourage Frank on ripping a hole in the other thigh, then tenderly kissing and nibbling at the bare flesh exposed.

    Caroline was ready for something, anything. She started rolling her hips, tempting Frank. He bit into the fabric directly over her crotch and tore the fabric  open, thrusting his tongue directly in the center then spiraling outward touching every tender spot before finding her clit. He slid one finger inside her, then another ramming them in and out quickly, trying to suck on her clit. When she was almost to the point she couldn't stand it, he stood up and backed away again. Caroline was grunting, trying to talk. She was rolling her head back and forth in an obvious  "No! No!" Frank untied the rope hobbling her feet together, pushed her knees up high and sunk his cock deep into her warm wet cunt. He fucked her feverishly.  They both became red in the face. Frank could see little glimpses of her teeth as her lips thinned out to a tight white line while biting into the ball in her mouth. He  held her wrists planted firmly against the pillow above her head. He bent down to kiss her face just in front of her ear tenderly as the rest of his body was treating her anything but tender. She kicked high and dug both her heels into his back as she came. He had to wait on her to release the hold of her feet in his back before he could resume pumping. He had one hand on her wrists and one hand down to her hip as he pumped himself over the edge holding deep within her as he came. The next day at work Caroline's friend said, "You seem to be in an awfully good mood today, seeing as how pissy you were yesterday." "I am in a very good mood, and I can assure you it has absolutely nothing to do with this place."