Chance Encounter

A/N - Thank you for the review. I think this story has took over every thought in my head today so I tried my best to proof read this, and forgive me for any mistakes for it will probably be a bit rough. Reviews are always a welcome of course

Disclaimer - still own myself...nothing more...nothing less

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As he walked up the stairs, he thought about what had just happened and was even surprised at himself. It had been a long time, almost too long, since he had sex. The touring and recording had totally consumed him. But now...now he was done for a while. He could retreat back into the sanctuary and start to think about the next project. But first...

When they reached the doors to his bedroom, he pushed them open and put on a single light. He immediately went over to light the array of candles near the bed and in no time soft, sensual light filled the room. The single light was shut off and only then did he turn to look at her.

Her pale skin shown in the candlelight and he wanted her all over again.

He collapsed on the bed and began to take his boots off. Cyndi stood perfectly still in the middle of the room, still reeling from the previous encounter and watched him. He smiled to himself as he slowly unwound the long laces from the steel eyelets of his boots. He was definitely going to enjoy this night.

After the boots and socks, came the t-shirt. Feeling more comfortable, he lay back against the dark satin and sheets and gazed to where she was still standing.

\"Come over here,\" he said softly as he put more music on. He silently thanked the engineers who wired his house for sound.

Cyndi walked over to him and stood next to the bed. She trembled ever so slightly as she regarded his body. It was as lean and hard as she knew it would be and she wanted nothing more than to have his arms around her.

\"I think you should take your clothes off.\"

She nodded slightly and the pale hands opened her jacket and slid it off her shoulders. Without a word, she dropped to the floor.

\"You\'re very pretty.\"

Cyndi felt her cheeks flush. \"Thank you...\"

\"I love red hair. It\'s so sexy.\"

She smiled at him now and began to pull her top over her head. Now she was in the mood. She wanted to show him her body and have him worship it and fuck her and drive her wild. After all, this was her ultimate fantasy come true. Well, except for the spanking part. She hoped that he would forget about that part. Her past sexual experiences were not very kinky at all. In fact, there weren\'t too many memorable ones.

As the top fell to the floor, her hands slid behind her back to unhook her bra. She heard him sigh as she pulled the lacy black cups from her breasts.

\"Oh god, they\'re so beautiful...so white...touch them for me.\"

She smiled again and brought her hands up under her C-cups and squeezed the firm flesh there. Her pink nipples began to harden slightly and she shivered.

Seeing he was satisfied, she brought her hands behind her again and found the zipper to her skirt. She eased it down and let it drop to the floor and stepped out of it. Her black, satin panties came into view.

\"Mmmm...take those off too.\"

She slipped them down over her legs, making sure she bent over to give him a different view of her breasts.

Now she stood naked except for her thigh-high stockings. Her shoes had been discarded earlier.

\"Leave the stockings on,\" he said as he got up.

She braced herself for him to touch her - she was practically aching for him to do so, but he walked by her and went into a large, walk-in closet. How she longed to feel him on her skin. In one clad hand was a set of handcuffs and in the other, a rope.

\"Oh my god,\" she said when he approached her.

He said nothing and grabbed her hands, forcing them behind her back and quickly locked them with the cuffs. Next, he roughly pushed her down face first on the bed and began to bind her ankles together with the rope.

She lay there stunned, not ever believing this could happen, but deep down she wasn\'t surprised. She had heard the lyrics and seen the videos. She knew what he liked.

He stood there and looked at the creature before him tied up. Her creamy white ass was presented to him and it was begging to be spanked. He grunted as his cock began to stir again and press against his jeans. Ignoring that for now, he knelt on the bed next to her and began to caress her ass with his hand.

He heard her take a sharp breath and knowing the time was right, he brought his hand down on her flesh with a firm SMACK.

She cried out loudly but he ignored her and watched mesmerized by the red handprint left on the pure white skin. He brought his hand down on the other cheek even harder. Again, her cries were loud and full of pain.

\"Yeah, you weren\'t expecting this, were you?\" he asked.

She shook her head and he watched as her red hair tossed from side to side. He brought his hand down again.

\"Ohhhh...please, noooo...\" she cried.

He ignored her and spanked her again and again. The music was angry and loud in the background and his own voice urged him on. He smacked her ass again and the skin grew redder. He felt the frustration of the last year begin to well up and he knew what he must do next. It would be painful for her, but the only way he could deal with his own pain was to give it to someone else.

Cyndi was crying softly, but he couldn\'t hear her over the music. He removed his jeans and his cock sprung out fully erect and leaking precum. Kneeling down next to her, he began to rub her sore cheeks.

The redness was angry-looking as his nails slid over the skin. He knew all too well how it felt and brought his tongue to caress her. When he did that, he could feel her muscles start to relax just a bit. Smiling, he continued to bathe her ass with his tongue and his fingers began to pull her apart.

She was relaxing more until his tongue found the tight entrance. He licked and probed lightly and she jumped at the sensation.

\"Ever been fucked in the ass?\" he asked.

\"Noooo...\" she said in a scared voice.

\"Mmmmm...you\'re gonna like it.\"

He continued to lick her some more but she was trying to get away from him. This pissed him off and he grabbed her hair and forced her to stay still.

\"If you move again, I\'ll get the paddle and you\'ll really see what it\'s like to get spanked.\"

Cyndi whimpered a bit, but stopped moving. He got up and applied some lube to his aching cock. Since her ass was virgin, he might as well be somewhat gentle.

Straddling her stocking-clad legs, he brought his cock to her entrace and began to rub it slowly up and down. The lube made it slide easily over the firm, white flesh. He wondered if she was enjoying it, he knew he was.

\"Ok, you little bitch, relax your muscles or it\'s gonna hurt like hell.\"

He pushed his throbbing head against her exit and began to push it in. Cyndi raised her head and began to scream in pain. He smacked her ass.

\"I told you - relax it!\" he yelled.

He pushed a little more and the lube helped him enter her. He felt some resistance but suddenly it gave way and he was in. His cock filled her and he kept it there for a minute and leaned over her.

\"You know how much I give to everyone?\" he whispered in here ear. \"You know how much they take it from me? Over and over...night after fucking night...\"

Cyndi listened to him and said nothing. Her ass was painfully filled with his cock when all she wanted was for it to be inside her elsewhere. Tears streamed down her cheeks as his hot breath touched her ear.

\"Well, tonight I\'m gonna take some of it back.\"

He pulled out of her ass a bit and pushed back in. Cyndi cried out.

\"Ohhh...please, don\'t do this to me. Whatever I did - I\'m sorry...\"

\"You didn\'t do anything, darling,\" he laughed. \"Not a fucking thing.\"

He grunted and began to slide his cock in and out. Cyndi squeezed her eyes shut and listened to him talk about giving and taking. Around her his recorded voice talked about fucking and possession and emptiness. She tried to focus her attention elsewhere and shut out the pain of him raping her once virginal hole.

She knew her friends did anal sex and most of them raved about it. But she had never tried and she couldn\'t understand the attraction of it even with his cock lubed. She could barely move a muscle tied as she was.

\"Mmmmm...fuck, your ass is sweet...\" he grunted in between strokes. \"I\'m gonna take you hard and fast...\"

And he did. With amazing strength, he pumped her ass over and over, his climax building like a giant wall of fury and pain. He no longer saw her as she was. Instead she was a body - white skin and red hair, accepting his cock and milking it with her tight muscles. The sensation was far better then her lips around his cock and with that thought he began to cum.

\"Ohhhh...fuck!\" he yelled and his seed spurted deep inside.

Cyndi felt his cum and shut her eyes. At least it\'s over for now, she thought as his moans filled the air, covering the other voice. For now...

His orgasm carried him somewhere else for a few seconds. All he could feel was the sweet sensation of his cum letting loose into her tight ass. His own voice echoed in his ears. His own music filled his soul.

At last he could finish and pull out of her. Cyndi felt his wet cum begin to leak out of her and sobbed in relief.

But the loudest sobbing came from the collapsed body next to her on the bed as the first rays of dawn crept into the room.

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Cyndi lay on her stomach and watched it rain outside. Lying on her back was out of the question, at least for now. At least it was better than the first day. She winced as she thought about it. In fact, the whole incident made her wince. But she had to go back one more time and think about it.

After he spent himself in her, he lay there and sobbed. She lay next to him unable to move to comfort him or slap him across the face. Eventually the music ended and so did his sobbing. As her ass throbbed in pain, she began to shiver. It must have been the shivering that brought him to his senses.

He got up and untied her ankles and unlocked her cuffs. Without a word, he helped her to her feet and showed her to the bathroom where she could clean up and get dressed. Cyndi gathered her clothes and locked herself into the bathroom.

When she looked at herself in the mirror, she gasped. Her makeup was smeared all over her face and her eyes were puffy from crying. Her beautiful red hair was matted on one side. Sighing, she began to run the hot water to clean the sins from her. What she really wanted was a hot soak in the tub, but that would have to wait. For now, she just wanted to look somewhat presentable so she could get home.

Sometime later she emerged from the bathroom and found him sitting by the window fully dressed. For a moment, she didn\'t think he sensed her there and she able to take him all in. He had on faded blue jeans and a loose shirt. On his feet were running shoes. His face was moody and pensive as he gazed out into the garden.

She cleared her throat and he turned to look at her. Within an instant the mask went up and his face was unreadable.

\"My limo is outside. Just tell my driver where you live, he\'ll take you home.\"

She opened her mouth to say something and found she could not. Her eyes searched for some clue, some sign of what he was feeling from their encounter, but there was none. Just a big emptiness. Her shoulders slumped and she turned on her heel to go downstairs and out of that place.

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A/n - not quite the end; I think I\'m going to enjoy writing a bit more to this