Moving in




"Alright, that should be the last box. Can you put it over there please?"

I gave a nod and set the box in the indicated spot, on the floor by the closet
of the bedroom. With a sigh, I wiped my sweaty brow with my forearm, and
turned to the girl standing by the foot of the bed.

"You know, Caitlin, you could've helped out a bit more." I said jokingly.

She gave me a playful smile and shook her head, her shoulder length chocolate
hair whipping around her face. "And miss the chance to make you flex your
muscles for me? Not a chance." She said with a laugh.

Chuckling at her comment, I stood and stretched, feeling tired after bringing
in all of those heavy boxes for her. "So, when is this roommate of yours
supposed to come and move in?" Caitlin, who I had been dating for the past two
years, was moving into a rented house. It was a two-person place, and she had
said she was taking on a roommate, though she hadn't told me who she would be
sharing this place with.

In response to my question, her smile grew, and her hazel eyes seemed to
almost flash with mischief. "Oh, you'll see soon enough." Caitlin stood, and
sauntered towards me, and ran a hand slowly up my chest. "Now, I should thank
you, for being so helpful in helping me move ... " she purred into my ear.

The effect of her actions was instant, and I could feel my pants becoming
suddenly restrictive. And I wasn't about to let whatever fatigue I felt from
helping my girlfriend move in stop me. "What did you have in mind?"

Taking my hand, the brunette pulled me towards the bed, before turning me and
giving a good hard shove to my chest. I hadn't been expecting that, so I
quickly toppled and landed with my back against the bed. As I tilted my head
to look down towards her, Caitlin climbed onto the bed, straddling my waist,
that same mischievous look in her eye.

Before we could go any further, a thought struck me. "W-wait. What if your
roommate shows up?"

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it if I were you ... " Her hands slid slowly up my
torso, continuing on to my arms. When she reached my wrists, she moved them
from my sides to above my head. I didn't mind at all. I was content to let her
move my sore limbs for me. If only I had known her intentions.

"Actually," She whispered, her breath tickling my ear. "There's something you
should know, about my roommate ... " I tilted my head to look at her, and saw
her wicked grin.

"It's you."

Before my mind could process these words, I felt a coil of soft yet firm
material wrap around my wrists. Looking at my hands, I saw that they were now
held in place by white rope! My eyes widened in panic, and I looked up at my
girlfriend's smiling face. "Caitlin! What are you-?" I was cut off as her warm
hand covered my lips.

"Shhh ... " she whispered. "You just be quiet now, ok?" While one hand was
keeping me silenced, the other was fishing around beneath the mattress of her
bed. When it came back out, her fingers were clutched around a shiny red ball,
with leather straps and a buckle dangling from the sides. I had seen these
sorts of things before, but I had never imagined Caitlin would have one. She
moved her hand so she could put it in my mouth, but I kept my lips firmly
pressed together.

"Alright, if that's how you want to play ... ." Smirking at me, her fingers
began to dance across my ribs. Having been dating for so long, she knew all of
my ticklish and vulnerable spots. As hard as I tried, I couldn't keep my mouth
shut for much longer. When my mouth opened in laughter, she was ready, and
immediately pressed the rubber ball into my mouth, past my teeth. Reaching
around my head, she tugged at the leather straps until they were starting to
dig into the corners of my mouth. When she was sure the ball was as deep as it
would go, she secured the buckle behind my head, keeping the gag in place.

Spinning around, she grabbed onto my flailing legs and held them down at the
foot of the bed. It didn't matter how hard I struggled. I was already forced
into submission. Even without the ropes, she could've held me down. That's
what I get for doing all of the heavy lifting.

As she finished tying my legs, leaving me spread eagle, I realized that I had
been set up. The ropes had already been in place under the bed, as had the gag
that was keeping me from doing anything besides moaning or grunting. Why was
she doing this?

As if reading his mind, Caitlin turned back around to face me. "Now that I
have your attention, there's something I'd like to discuss with you. And I
don't want you to interrupt me until I've had my say, ok?" Yeah, like I was
going to be able to do anything but lay there quietly.

"Good. Now ... I want us to move in together."

"Hhhmmff?" That's what this was about? She had asked me a month ago, and I had
told her that I wasn't sure about it. I know we had been dating for a long
time, but that just didn't seem long enough to me.

"And before you say no ... " She leaned down and whispered into my ear, while
her fingers unzipped my fly. "Give me a chance to change your mind."

Given the way I was tied, she couldn't remove my clothes entirely, so she had
to settle for pulling my pants down to my ankles, as far out of the way as
possible. Despite my situation, or looking back, perhaps because of it, my
boxers were tenting, my member brought to attention beneath the thin layer of
fabric. She began to slowly rub it, giggling. "Well, you certainly don't seem
opposed to the idea so far ... "

Hooking her finger in the elastic waistband, he yanked the boxers down, and my
erect manhood sprang out eagerly for her. Ignoring my muffled protests, she
wrapped her fingers firmly around the shaft and moved her hand slowly up and
down. Her other hand gently cupped my balls. Caitlin began to squeeze and play
with them, still stroking my shaft.

To say I was enjoying this would be an understatement. I had tried to fight
her off at first, but her warm touch was more than I could stand. My eyes
rolled in my head, and my eyelids slid shut. Moans of pleasure came nonstop
from my gagged lips, and I found myself moving my hips slightly, trying to
hurry and reach my climax.

Unfortunately, she could tell when I was on the brink, and immediately moved
her hands away, bringing me to a halt. Opening my eyes and looking up at her,
I pleaded through the shiny red ball for her to finish what she had started.
She just giggled. "Not yet, dear. I have to make sure that you're completely
convinced."

She waited a few minutes before resuming her innocent torture. I wasn't sure
how many times this process repeated itself, or how much time had passed. It
seemed like an eternity, where she kept me constantly hovering over the edge,
laughing softly at my silenced pleas.

Finally, she stopped and leaned over me, smiling at my predicament. I looked
up at her, my vision hazy from the tears welling up in my eyes. My chest
heaved as I breathed through my nostrils like a winded race horse.

"So, what do you say?" She spoke into my ear, her warm breath tickling me. "Do
you want to move in with me?"

It was hardly fair for her to ask me while I was in this condition, but that
was the point of this whole thing, wasn't it? Bring me to the point where I
would agree to anything, if only for the sweet mercy of release. I nodded my
head slowly. "Mmmfffhhmmm."

The brunette gave me her sweetest smile. "I'm glad you see it my way." She
lowered her slightly, and began to stroke me slowly. This was it. I was so
close, just a little-

And like that, she stopped again. I raised my head up, and saw her climbing
off the bed and heading for the door.

"Hmmphh?! MMMFFFFF!" I shouted into my gag. Looking over her shoulder, she
continued giving me that damned perfect smile of hers. "Sorry baby, but there
are some things I need to unpack right away. Don't worry. I'll come back ...
eventually."

I continued grunting into my gag, pulling at the ropes holding me down as hard
as I could, but it still did no good. Shutting off the light, and closing the
door, I was left unfulfilled in the darkness.

Laying on the bed in mute frustration I wondered if it would always be like
this, staying as her helpless plaything ...