The Dark Cell: Naked and Bound
It's still dark, and wet. Although he can speak, little is said. With his arms bound tightly behind him, how will he survive?
Naked and BoundBy darkmaster03 May 4 2014 10:13am I awoke within that dark cell. The binding on my mouth had
been removed. Lying in a shallow pool of warm water, with my face staring
up at an endless void of darkness. I sat up, inhaled a deep breath from my now,
unbound mouth. I just sat there for a few moments, feeling as the water
droplets slid down the contours of my bare back, into the shallow puddle I was
sitting in. Thinking I was free to move, I noticed that my legs were
still bound, by the ankles as usual. My arms had gone numb, because I had been
lying on them. Wiggling my fingers, I felt sensation returning. My lower arms
were bound behind my back, feeling the cool metal of my binding, as it touched
my wet skin, made me shiver. Feeling a towel, wrap around my body. I was lifted upward...
It wasn't a towel, it was his fur covered hand. His powerful fingers pressing
onto my chest, as the fur from his palm made contact with my wet skin. I hated
that feeling... it was akin to a wet shirt sticking onto my bare skin. His yellow eyes loomed in front of me, giving my eyes a
point of reference to follow. As I was being lifted from one point to another. Had
he undone my mouth gag? Would he be in trouble, if they heard me speak? I was
afraid to say anything at first, thinking it would be best to stay quiet. I
didn't want to be removed, to be gaged, bound and alone. I didn't want to be in
a nightmare. Unable to resist, I spoke in a whisper. "All I can see, are your
yellow eyes." Looking at his eyes widen a bit, as I whispered. He spoke
back in a normal tone. "I did not know you could talk?" "You hadn't all day, so
I assumed all you could do was grunt." He said with a chuckle in his voice. The smell of that hand-soap was everywhere. As I felt his
other paw smear me with it, coating my entire body. Even dabbing wet suds on
top of my head, with his large index finger. As the large creature scrubbed my
short hair, he spoke. "This morning one of the staff members came into the
cell." "He took the liberty of removing your gag, along with readjusting your
wrist binds." "You were staring at me the entire time, with blank eyes."
Retorting in a low voice, I said "that's a lie...I wasn't even here in the
morning." That's when I heard the oddest response from him. "As he
took off your mouth gag, you fell limp onto your back, I thought he had killed
you at first. But he reassured me, that you would arrive back here...eventually."
He stated. I had to know, "What did he look like?" I asked, intent on
receiving a response. My eyes shut tightly, at the grim description of a
flat-headed feline with a white lab coat and black fur. "He looked like they all
do, with their smug expressions and know-it-all cocky attitude." He said,
adding that "I did over hear him talk to you...tell you, or rather complain to
you, that his favorite project had been scrapped. Due to inconclusive data..." I didn't know whether to be glad that it was finally over,
or start crying because my arms were worse off than they were yesterday. My
response was a rather anti-climactic "Oh, okay." I didn't bother saying any
more than that. Being more focused on the fact that I was being washed by a
titanic paw, which probably had claws that were longer than my torso. I was
even more bothered that, my haircut felt like it was uneven, and my face felt
like it had been scraped with a dull razor. As his thick fingers with their wet
fur, lathered my chin and cheeks. I felt my entire face sting and burn, the
sensation made me so uncomfortable that I pulled on my restraints. Pulling my
head back, in an involuntary jerk, as my eyes pinched shut. "Just wash it off,
my whole face is burning!" Feeling the relief of a palm-full of cold water, as
it was cupped over my face. It ran down my chest, carrying the soapy mixture. I
felt cooling relief, across my lower neck. Being pampered like this, under different allusions, would
have been sexy. Though I would rather not have been restrained. I would have
wanted to wash my own body, not having to rely on another. I would have wanted
to be able to see his face, and navigate around this gigantic cell. I would
have wanted to give him a proper kiss yesterday. I felt so bad about myself,
knowing that he didn't have to do any of this. The feline could have just left
me alone, to sit in the darkness, not even giving me a moment's notice, or even
a glance in my direction. This creature knew my weaknesses, he knew I was bound so
tight that I couldn't resist. He knew that he could have used me as his own
personal toy, to do with as he wished. Yet he still asked permission to give me
a full wash. "So you don't find me attractive at all?" Clenching my eyes
tightly shut, as I had stupidly blurted out such a question. I didn't want him
to take advantage of me, knowing that I had toyed with the idea in my head, the
entire time, as I felt his paw touch my groin. "No, I do. It's just that...well,
you are bound, and blind in the dark. I didn't want to torture you, any more
than you probably had been." He said. "I would do anything, just to feel the
caress of your warm tongue, against my chest right now." I said, as another
splash of tremendously cold water, was poured over me. Shivering uncontrollably now, standing naked in an ankle
high pool of water. Large yellow eyes turned to face in my direction, as I saw
them advance close, glinting like large gold mirrors. The tip of his large
tongue, pressed gently onto my chest. Widening tremendously as it slid down to
just below my abdomen, I pressed my cheek against it and turned my head, to
return a single tiny insignificant lick of my own. I felt the wonderful salty
taste. Almost like meatballs slathered in gravy. "You realize that you are the
first thing that I have ever tasted, since I arrived." I said in a low tone.
"I'll remember you for the rest of my life." I added, feeling the rough felidae
tongue, slowly rising upward, ever so gently. Then it was over, I felt his furry, wet fingers run over me
with another pass, as his sticky saliva washed down, off my body. He dried me
off with his towel (since I hadn't been provided with one of my own), before
placing me onto our bed. I just sat there, mesmerized as I watched his eyes
dancing in the darkness. Hearing the trickle of water, as I saw a pleasure in
his eyes, the water flowing down onto him, soaked into his fur as his eyes
shown through the strands. My mind was filling in the gaps with beautiful
imagery, of him washing himself. Running his fingers through his chest fur, as
he lathered himself with soap. His hands caressing his furred sheath, as the
water gleamed over the black organ peeking out. I became immensely aroused, as I tried to think of something
else...anything else. I just couldn't think of anything except him. My mouth just
spoke on its own, my mind overwhelmed by intense feelings of love. "You're the
most beautiful creature that I have ever seen. Nothing compares to the feelings
I have for you..." Before I could stop myself, I had blurted out a poem of
everything I felt to this creature, this feline whom I realized mere moments
after, I didn't really know. We were forced to cohabitate by mere coincidence.
My feeling were the desperate outpour of having been locked in a prison cell,
with a giant cat. Yet...as he dried himself off, and picked me up. Plopping down
onto the bed, while caressing me in his soft fur filled grasp. I didn't want to
take any of those words back, I loved him. He loved me just as much, if not
even more so. "I want you to know, that I meant every word I said...I love you."
I told him in a benign voice. Seeing his eyes light up, as a big glistening smile of razor
sharp teeth, reflected their yellow glow. I was ready, even with my hands bound
and unable to move. Capable of merely wriggling, and gyrating in one place. I
placed my life into the paws of this giant feline in the darkness, whom I could
barely see. Feeling myself rise upward, gripped in-between his massive fingers.
As I felt my legs get buried into his large crevice, as he was holding his
massive organ straight up in his other paw. I heard him moan, as I slowly sank inside him. The copious
pre slickening my descent, as his thumb pressed me downward even more. Seeing
his feline face, scrunching together, teeth flashing as the intense bursts of
spine tingling pleasure reached his brain. As I was pressed up to my waist
inside of that cavernous slit, his heart started beating with evermore
intensity. That wide urethra, of magnificent proportions started to quiver all
around my bound legs, the motion of which pushed me back up. He moaned again, louder this time as his thumb pressed me
back down. Fighting against the controlling strength of his rippling gyrations,
as they attempted to push even harder against the unwelcome intruder.
Desperately pulsing in a wave-like motion, in a vain attempt to push me out
once more. I felt the pressure of his thumb keep me in place, as he forced me
down even more. Up to my waist now, I felt the intense ripples, as they
caressed my groin. As his large thumb kept me from shooting out, I let out a
long moan. My head was spinning from the massage, which my entire lower half
was receiving. "I love you more than life itself!" I said, my voice barely audible.
It was met with a single wink, as I took a deep breath, before his thumb pushed
me through every pleasurable zone, he had. I was pushed inside with his thumb
keeping me there, preventing all upward movement. My entire body was rippling alongside the moving walls, as I
couldn't contain my seed any longer, the caress was intolerable. I started to
wiggle, as I exploded inside of his pulsing flesh, with uncontrollable spasms.
Mere moments after, I heard him roar like crackling thunder, from overhead. The
sound instinctively made me want to crouch, causing a quivering shake to
envelope my body. So dominating was the tone, that upon hearing it a second
time, I started to instinctively wiggle with every ounce of strength I had. I felt my lungs burning, as my supply of precious oxygen was
running dangerously low. As I opened my mouth to breathe whatever I could, he
finally came. The first blast hit his thumb, as he continued to cover his slit.
Seed burst out in a magnificent circular pattern, as he attempted to hold it
in. Removing his thumb for the second blast, I was pushed out onto his
pectorals, having flown dozens of feet outward in a massive, sticky glob of
cum. Feeling my body land on his fur with a loud splat, all I could do was
twist my body, and look at his face. Those large yellow eyes, squeezing tightly
shut as each burst of pleasure burst outward, in a magnificent display. As I felt the rhythm of his massive heart, beating under my
bound semen covered body. I felt his hand, the same hand which was holding that
immense pillar of pulsing flesh upward. Thick warm fingers, wrapped around my
body and placed me onto his tongue, as he bathed me in his saliva. Rolling me
around in his mouth coating me from head to toe. I tensed again, my body
dizzily floating on his rough tongue, as I erupted a second time, with more
lust than ever in my life. My body slid from his mouth, landing and rolling
onto his furry chest. Panting erratically, engulfing deep breaths, and having
been entirely wiped of all strength. Unable to move or talk, I lay there and
buried my face into his warm fur. As I awoke this morning, I whispered the poem which I had
spoken to him, as I witnessed his eyes dancing under the cascading waterfall.
You made my life worth living today. Tomorrow I will be somewhere else.
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