The Girl at the Window
Julie closed her eyes as she climaxed again. She only wished she could suppress the scream that was about to pour out of her throat, filled with a sense of fulfillment and desperation.
She thought that maybe this bondage play had exceeded its limits. She looked out the window at the patch of night unfolding and couldn’t help but moan from her dildo-stuffed mouth.
“Damn,” she thought, “he’s screwed me this time!”
Yes, Mark did screw Julie this time.
It is a variation on the “voluntary” bondage game, which they learned from the Bishop’s (note 1) work in Rainbow Press (note 2). The “voluntary” game of bondage is to make the victim automatically accept the bondage in order to avoid a greater torment or a worse situation.
For example, voluntarily biting down on the dildo that was inserted into her mouth, because it was attached to the clamps that held the two nipples; if it fell, it would hang from her chest and pull painfully on the two clamped nipples. Thus the victim “voluntarily” gagged herself to avoid further pain. Or she may “voluntarily” stand on tiptoe without letting the rest of her fall to the ground, or else a button will be stepped on that will send a current of electricity through her body, torturing some sensitive parts.
Tonight, Julie was the one who had voluntarily allowed the dildo to be in her mouth, but Mark had made a few changes to the whole script he had devised, changes that were, generally speaking, designed to avoid the even greater agony of the situation that the volunteer was forced to endure.
Yes, tonight’s game has a bit of a different twist.
Julie moaned again. She wanted to scream, but that would mean more trouble. Still, she wanted to scream. She really had a reason to want to scream.
Julie lives in a trendy, crowded area of Manhattan. She lives in an apartment building that faces a vast apartment complex area. The wide floor-to-ceiling windows looked out onto a great view. And now the city was twinkling before her eyes at night. Of course, the shimmering city could also see into her room, so she had to watch what she did.
Like most big city dwellers, Julie understands that a good view goes both ways. Living in a room with glass windows everywhere is exactly like living in a goldfish bowl.
She owned a pair of binoculars and no doubt had a pair behind each of the thousands or hundreds of windows that faced her. It was one of the best pastimes on dull, boring evenings to turn the binoculars to see what others were doing.
Over the years, she’d seen all sorts of shows: fights, parties, seductions, some very passionate lovemaking where she’d forgotten to close the curtains because she was so enthusiastic.
All the same, she knew that she must have put on the occasional show for the rest of the world to see. Sometimes, she hadn’t gotten dressed, the lights were on, the curtains were open, and she had no choice but to let her beautiful, proud, sexy body appear, naked, in front of the window.
There were times when, under the influence of alcohol or just in a bit of a mischievous mood, she would even stroke herself to the music, sway her body, and slowly undress to perform a short striptease.
What’s the connection?
Give them a little boost, she thought.
In any case, no one knows who she is.
“Give them a little boost.” The words echoed in her mind, haunting her.
That’s the essence of her current situation, absolutely.
This whole game is designed to give a little thrill to anyone who might be looking in her window, or anyone who has binoculars trained on her bedroom.
A thrill to crave, to dwell on, to never forget!
Julie’s entire body was naked except for the pair of black stockings that came up to the height of her thighs, which were only meant to make her look sexier if she could be any sexier.
Her long blonde hair, now hanging straight down to her waist, fluttered back and forth in what at first glance looked like a beautiful mane.
Her limbs were spread wide, wrists and ankles, tied tightly to the four posts of her upright antique bed. That bed had been dragged a step or two from the window so that she was facing it.
Two spotlights were aimed at her beautiful body, they were still off now.
As long as she doesn’t let the thick dildos fall out of her mouth, they stay open.
The dildo was made of heavy, smooth metal. It made it hard for her to keep it in her mouth. Her saliva made it even more slippery and there was no way for her teeth to tighten around it. The only way to keep it in her mouth was to keep sucking on it.
It would have been easier if she could have lifted her head a little, but a thin rope that started by encircling her forehead, then parted and tightened around both of her nipples, made it necessary to keep her head down.
At her lower back, a strap held a buzzing, writhing electric dildo in place in her cunt.
Since Mark had left her, she had had two orgasms inside of an hour far more intense than the two orgasms she had had during their previous lovemaking sessions.
She slowly wriggled her white pattering ass, succumbing to the constant thrill of arousal.
She raised her head and sucked strongly on the metal shaft to keep it in her mouth, stifling a moan as the rope pulled on the clamps on her nipples.
She really wanted to just let that metal prick fall, longing to be free from its weight!
Julie knew that sooner or later she would let it drop. In this fight, she would eventually be defeated.
Too tired, the heavy metal rod would slip from her lips; or she would scream out from unbearable passion during any one of her orgasms!
The other end of the metal rod was attached to a simple chain shaped switch. That chain was attached to at the ceiling, controlling two bright spotlights, which were aimed downward at her naked body.
Her situation was obvious. Let go of the metal dildo, which will fall to the floor, and pull violently on that chain. Do that, and bingo, the lights would turn on! All the eyes that were peering behind those thousands of windows in the most fashionable areas of New York City would have a clear view of Julie humiliatingly tied up. Shamelessly in heat, orgasming again before everyone’s eyes from being tied up!
It’s ten o’clock.
She didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. Her drool had continued to drip from around the metal phallus stuffed in her mouth.
Once again, it was about to fall off.
She decided that only at the last second was she going to lift her head up and suck strongly on that metal prick mainly because of the torment of her stretched and tingling nipples.
Sweat glistened on her bare skin. A bead of sweat slid down her forehead falling towards her eyes.
She shook her head to shake it off and moaned in disbelief as she pulled on the clamps on her nipples once more.
She looked out the window at the city, those buildings one after the other, those dotted lights. She saw people in most of the rooms.
She was waiting for the moment of dawn.
Mark said he’d be back before dawn, well in time to rescue her before the rising sun exposed her predicament to everyone. Both of them knew it was unlikely that she could actually support herself until then, but that at least gave her a little bit of hope.
Once again, she barely wiggled her toes and they only just touched the floor, spreading the tension on her arms a little so that she could barely stand her body tied up in the “big” font.
She saw someone pointing in her direction from the apartment across the street. Though the two spotlights were still off, she worried if there was still enough light for someone across the street to see her.
Is there enough moonlight out there?
She saw a small group gathered across the street and suddenly learned that they had a pair of binoculars.
“Ah! God!” She thought, “They can see me!”
That thought immediately brought Julie to another climax as she pulled violently on the ropes that bound her, writhing in agony and swinging her hips wildly.
If they could actually see her, they did have quite a show.
As the orgasm faded, she relaxed a little, sinking deeper into her bonds, and immediately tensed again as she felt the dildo just about to slip out of her mouth.
Julie knew it would be painful, but she had to push hard to raise her head a little. The clamps pulled hard on her red, swollen, sensitive nipples and she wanted to scream, but couldn’t.
Once again, she took the metal object in her mouth at the last minute. As she took it as deeply as she could, she let her head drop forward slightly. Her nipples felt like they were on fire.
The crowd across the street remained gathered in the vicinity of the telescope.
Can they see it?
She had no way of knowing.
Then she got a good look at one of them, and her heart nearly turned to ice.
He’s Mark!
Dressed in a patterned coat, a white pullover sweater, and a beard he was indeed Mark!
Julie watched in amazement and horror as he moved away from the crowd and into a side room. She saw him sit down on one of the beds and begin to make a phone call. The phone rang and her message machine automatically picked up the call. After a long beep, she heard Mark’s voice.
“Hello, my sexy baby. All the guys here are guessing if there really is a naked girl across the street. There happens to be a small amount of bright light there that allows us to vaguely see a bit of an outline, but no way to see it very well. It had become the focal point of our little party. By the way, almost everyone has asked about you. I’ve assured them, my dear, that you will appear before the night is out, and you are now ‘tripping’ over the preparations for your appearance! Good-bye.”
He hung up and stood in front of the window to wave at her.
The others remained around the vicinity of the telescope, and now she could feel their burning eyes directly on her naked body.
Julie closed her eyes as she climaxed again. She only wished she could suppress the scream that was about to pour out of her throat, filled with a sense of fulfillment and desperation.
Note 1 Bishop: whose real name is Robert Bishop, is a well-known BDSM painter as well as author.
His profile and some of his work can be found here.
Note 2 HOM: A company specializing in the publication of English-language erotica and X-rated videos.