Monday, December 29, 2014

Bound Heart Ch. 01 byrilhawt©





In the middle of the woods Masa stumbled around. She tripped over roots and ran into trees. "Damn, where is the village? It should be around here somewhere." Lost and confused she continued to stumble around looking for the village. After a while she stopped to take a breather. She pushed her dark brown short cut hair out of her gray eyes using a tree to support her. The bindings on her chest weren't helping any, but she refused to take them off. She hated her breasts.

As she caught her breath she heard a thump a little to her left. Looking over it looked like there was a clearing through the trees. "It's either something dangerous or something that can help me." She pulled out a small dagger. "Either way I can handle myself."

Cautiously she made her way through the trees and to the clearing. Just on the outside of the clearing she hid behind a tree putting her back to it. Slowly she turned to look around the tree to see what had made the noise. All she saw was a man collapsed on the ground. Without sheathing her dagger she quickly ran to his side.

"Are you alright?" Masa asked crouching down next to him. He was wearing fitting light armor and had four weapons that she could see, two daggers and two swords. This man was obviously a warrior, but he didn't appear to have any wounds. She checked his pulse at his neck to see that he was still alive. "Mister!" She yelled shaking him rather roughly. "You're not dead so wake up."

It was then that Masa realized that the man's eyes were bound. He could be awake and she wouldn't even know. It was then that she also noticed that he had long shoulder length blue hair. She'd never met a guy who dyed his hair. Finally the man stirred. His mouth moved but she couldn't hear what he said. "What?" She asked leaning closer.

The man raised the volume of his voice so that she could hear. "So ... hungry." Masa sighed and rolled her eyes. He wasn't hurt, he was just a starving bum. No, not a starving bum, he had too many good weapons and armor to be a bum. Maybe a starving blade for hire? With a groan the man got up. Masa, sheathing her dagger, got up as well. "So Miss, what's your name?"

Miss? Masa deepened her voice. "I'm not a girl. My name is Masa-kun." She said hoping that would convince him. It didn't.

"Masa-chan huh? Well I'm Zionica Guardian of Light. Would you like to come have some lunch with me?" He dusted himself off.

Masa was annoyed. "Don't call me 'chan'. I told you I'm a ... wait ... did you say Zionica?" The man looked confused but nodded. "I have something for you." She swung her backpack off of her back and began digging around for it. Finally she found the scroll and gave it to Zionica. "My master told me to give this to a man named Zionica. He said I'd most likely find you here."

Taking the note Zionica opened it and read it quietly. "So your name's Masami Hitsuguri? That definitely fits you better than Masa." He rolled up the scroll. "Well Masami, from this day forward I will be your master. Our Master has commanded it."

Masa was at a loss. "No," she said grabbing the scroll. "No that can't be!" But there it was in black and white that she was to train under Zionica's tutelage. 'I have done all I can with her. The rest is up to you. If anyone can get through to her, you can.' Masa just couldn't believe it. She glared at Zionica as if it was his fault.

"Now," Zionica said rubbing his hands together. "How about that lunch?" Masa suddenly felt a pressure all around her. Next thing she knew her and Zionica were standing in front of a fancy looking restaurant .

Doing a total 180 Masa looked around her surroundings. They had moved and she was pretty sure why. "That was a flash step wasn't it?" She asked Zionica excitedly. "I've only read about them in books, but I had no idea you could take someone with you! That's so cool. You have to teach me how to do that." It was only then that Masa realized that she had followed him into the restaurant and was sitting across from him holding a menu. She took one look at the menu then leaned over to Zionica and whispered. "This is too expensive. I can't pay for this."

"It's on me." The waitress came up the them. "I'll have the usual and get one for my friend here but get her the mild one." The waitress nodded with a smile and left. "I'll teach you to flash step and many other things. But first you must learn control, focus, and acceptance."

"Pfft, is that all. I can have those mastered in a week." Masa said leaning back in her chair.

Zionica sighed. "You don't understand. You cannot master one without the other two. If you have control you have no focus or acceptance of your abilities. If you have focus you have no control or acceptance of what needs to be done. You have the understanding, but no power to do anything. If you have acceptance but not focus or control you are only trying to maintain who you are. When you master all three, no amount of power, no great enemy will be able to defeat you."

Letting this all sink in Masa thought about all of this and wondered what she would have to do to get all of those mastered. It was then that their food arrived. Masa's was green and Zionica's was red. Other than that they looked the same. In the green food Masa recognized four different types of meat and two that she couldn't. Either way she took her chopsticks and began eating.

Normally Masa ate silently and slowly. But since she's been posing as a boy her eating habits had to change. She picked up her plate and began eating fast. Zionica sighed again. "You have to incorporate control, focus, and acceptance in all things you do. This includes eating."

Masa looked up at Zionica, her mouth full of food. She swallowed her food and put the plate down. She copied Zionica's pace in eating. It was still a little faster than she normally ate, so to show her control she ate the way she normally ate. Zionica was finished before her, still she continued eating. "That's better." He said watching her eat.

Turning her head away from him with her chopsticks still in her mouth she muttered, "Will you stop watching me eat? It's creepy." But he didn't. He stared at her as she ate slowly. Finally she was finished. No check was sent to their table, yet Zionica stood up and looked at Masa waiting for her to get up. She stood. "What about the bill?" She asked not wanting to dine and dash.

Waving dismissively Zionica started walking away. "Don't worry about it. I own the place so they never charge me." Masa tried not to be impressed. She didn't think that he could keep a restaurant up and running, not with all his training and Guardian duties she'd heard so much about.

"So where do we start?" Masa asked following Zionica. "Flash stepping? Barriers?" The sooner he taught her what she needed to know the sooner she could get back to her true master.

Zionica sighed. "I told you. We're starting with control, focus, and acceptance."

Looking confused Masa came up beside him. "How are we going to do that?"

"Well Masami," Zionica said not looking at her. "You could start by taking off your bandages and just accept that you're a woman."

Masa stopped. "No way!" She said covering her chest defensively. "There has to be another way?"

She caught up to Zionica and fell in pace with him, which was hard since he had longer legs than her. It was then that she truly saw how big Zionica was. He was at least a foot taller than her with wide shoulders and a slim waist. Something stirred in Masa, it must be hate, she thought to herself. "There is no other way. You need to accept yourself for who you are."

Hating Zionica with all her heart she moved her hand to her chest to feel the bindings holding her breasts in place and out of the way. She had a reason for wanting to be a man. She was a woman, but she didn't really want to be.

Finally they came to their destination. It was a three story house. "This is my house." Zionica announced. "After you. Go explore and find a room. You'll know your room when you see it."

Nervously Masa walked through the door. The first room she walked into was a hallway. There was the kitchen and dining room to her right. To her left was a closed door. As she opened it she found a meditation room. Next to that door were stairs to the next floor. On the side of the stairs was another door. She opened it to find a brick wall. There were a couple more doors on the first floor but Masa didn't feel like looking in them. Instead she went to the second story.

Masa walked past door after door or bedrooms. She was confused about how to find her own. But halfway down the corridor she felt impressed by one of the doors. Turning to see Zionica had followed her she pointed at the door. "This is my room." Zionica nodded and Masa went in.

The walls were painted a burnt orange color and the carpet was bright blue. There was a double four post bed with orange bedding and blue drapes. "Get some sleep." Zionica whispered behind her. "We start training in the morning." He then left closing the door behind him.

Going to a dresser in the corner Masa took off her shirt and began unbinding her chest. She found it hard to sleep with them on, so night was the only time she didn't wear them. She got into her bag and pulled out night wear which was an overlarge t-shirt and some boxers. Putting that on she climbed into the bed. "What am I going to do about this? Accept myself?"

A five minute walk from the house, Zionica sat naked in a hot springs. He was gazing up at the moon which was just a sliver in the sky. Next to the hot spring there was a tree, a gorgeous tall Willow Tree. Zionica leaned his head up against it. "What am I going to do my love?" He asked the willow. "I have to deal with this gender confused twit. How am I going to train her?" After a moment of silence he nodded. "Yes you're right. I just need to be patient. Thank you my love."
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Thursday, December 4, 2014

Long Distance Lust bysizzlestrider©

If he left Reno and she left San Diego at around the same time they could rendezvous near Owens Lake by both driving about five hours. Rustic Lake Motel. That was the plan. The excuses were easy: problems at work, emergency in another office location. Their perspective marriages were... let's say... they left room for wanting more... and Drew and Eliza wanted more.

Drew hit to road at 3pm on Monday. He said his goodbyes and made his hopefully lasting apologies and said he'd call on his way to... LA... he said. Drew was off. And he was early.

Eliza took more time. She was an organizer, a planner, needed to make sure she had everything she might need. And then she rechecked. She jumped when Stephen, her husband came upstairs to check on her. It had been too long since she felt desired. It was too long since she had seen someone look at her the way Drew looked at her.

Drew and Eliza were friends of friends. They met at a reunion of sorts and bonded over marathon running, training, diet and other mundane and boring things. But they both knew that when they were talking and later texting about running that it wasn't just running they were talking about. There were times when Drew didn't want to change the autocorrect of rubbing to running. But he did... at first.

ETM became part of their text vernacular. Erase This Message. Messaging led to a few chance encounters. Business brought Drew to San Diego, the two were in LA for a mutual friend's wedding. Finally a straw broke or a foot dropped and they were taking to plunge into Owens Lake, a meeting place in between their respective homes.

They weren't meant to meet until 10pm at the Motel but Drew wanted to be early. It was years since he had been with anyone other than his wife and although his lust ran deep for Eliza he was nervous and afraid. He was so full of energy and vitality and life and did not want to disappoint. Plus the romantic in him wanted to set the room up with a few candles and accoutrements before her arrival. In truth, he needed to check in and find the nearest bar.

Eliza got on the road and called Drew.

"Are we really doing this? Where are you?"

"I got on the road early. I'll be there around 8ish."

She wasn't in control suddenly and Eliza was excited and frustrated all at the same time. "You said 10. I was planning on 10."

"I'll still be there at 10 Liza."

She loved the way he said Liza and she immediately forgave him. "Are we really doing this?"

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"I just want to see you."

"And I want to see you."

"Okay. I'll see you around 10."

Drew smiled. "Call me when you get closer... or before if you want."

"Okay."

"Okay."

They hung up.

Drew drove. Eliza sped up and decided not to care about the potential of police. She unsnapped the top button of her pants and then the next. Then the next and had enough room to slip her hand into her pants. She was amazed and surprised, happy and nervous, to find herself dripping with anticipation. She left her hand there and slid her middle finger around enjoying a feeling she had not had in quite some time.

A few hours passed and Drew was at the Motel. It was rustic as the name insinuated but very upscale. The Jacuzzi tub was all they advertised and more. He opened up his bag, pulled out a few candles and placed them around the tub. He unscrewed a few light bulbs to darken the mood yet keep enough light that he may gaze upon Eliza's sensational body.

Eliza had a runner's body. She was lean, her legs drew shapely and muscularly into her amazing ass, perfectly plump from long runs and squats. He thought about the times he had grazed against it and excitement built that he would potentially hold it in his hands tonight. Her stomach was lean and he never saw it but imagined the outlines of a muscular six pack beneath her clothing. Breasts were perfect- not too big not too small. But his favorite part, that spot between her neck and her shoulder that he wanted to hold and rub and touch and grab onto as he made love to her.

The room was set. It was time for liquid courage and the restaurant bar seemed as if it wanted some company. He shot off a quick text. "We are checked in. I'll be awaiting your beautiful arrival at the bar. Call me when you get close."

Eliza's heart skipped a beat. She thought about the first time she saw Drew. Friends of friends - happens all the time... but this time was different. From the first look it was the look of what else is going on behind those eyes? Subtext seemed to override every conversation. She would deny it ever happened but she would always take any opportunity to gaze his muscular shoulder or playfully grab/tap/gently slap an arm. She wanted to touch him. She always wanted to touch him. And the last time they were together in one of those random rendezvous she told him she had to leave due to the fact that she wanted to fuck him so badly at the moment. It was the safe thing to do at the time.

Eliza didn't call. Drew was left at the bar looking at his phone every 16 seconds. Instead she knowingly let him live in that tortured state and got all the way to the parking lot. She called and he picked up immediately.

"I'm having second thoughts," she said.

"Okay..."

"What happens after this happens?"

"I don't know. We aren't there yet."

Eliza is quiet and Drew looks around before he speaks again. "Where are you?"

"I stopped."

"Eliza."

"I always liked that green plaid shirt, I hope you are wearing it."

"I'm hanging up."

"No you're not."

"Please come inside."

"I'll come inside."

The subtext was deafening. And she did. The door opened and they locked eyes.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Drink?"

"Yes."

Drinks flowed and tongues got loose. When things got heavy or intense they both purposefully lightened the mood and eventually Eliza asked the bartender for one more round, the check and whether they could bring these drinks back to their room.

The bartender obliged on all accounts.

On the walk to the room Eliza was the one to speak first.

"Let's not talk."

Drew took the key card and opened the door. Eliza walked in and took off her jacket, throwing it casually on the countertop near the television. Drew reached out and moved her hair off her shoulder, grazing her ear. She stared into his eyes. She hadn't seen the eyes of "I want you" in far too long and Drew hadn't known the eyes of "I want you" for just as or even longer.

They let the first kiss happen naturally and as they pulled away there was a smile of recognition of the moment. His hand never left her neck/ear/hair and she melted into it. Drew brought his right hand down her side leaving his left hand near his favorite spot. He lifted her shirt and as Eliza felt what was happening helped get her shirt over her shoulders and head. Drew touched her warm skin and basked in her beautifully soft and tender feel. They continued kissing as he dragged his finger in her waistline.

Feeling the need to have his skin on hers and also feeling a need to take some semblance of control back, Eliza spread both her hands under Drew's shirt and in one motion had it over his head. Their skin touched. Eliza's bra was quickly off, hands were in pants and their naked bodies fell on the bed.

Lust prevailed.

Liza naked, Drew wanted to take it all in. He dragged his hands from her feet, gently massaging them, to her ankles and calves. He placed her feet in the crook of his elbow as he took her calves, knees and then beautiful thighs in his hands. And he kissed his way up from her knees to her thighs to her sex, letting his cheek and the stubble of his beard just gentle tickle her before he completely committed.

When Drew finally dragged his tongue along Eliza's slit she shuddered in ecstasy. She opened up her mouth and uttered the only word she could think of. "Drew."

"Let's not talk." He echoed her earlier words.

Eliza arched her back as Drew dove deeper and deeper into her sex, taking every pleasure in her amazing scent and soft feel. Eliza's legs tensed and locked and her toes folded as she had her first orgasm of the night, letting out a stifled scream and loud breath of air.

In an "are you fucking kidding me tone" Eliza popped up and grabbed onto Drew's shoulders. She had to have him take him devour him all in the same instant. She sat up stood up spun him and pushed him down on the bed. Drew smiled knowing she had thoroughly enjoyed what he had just done. Eliza dove down on his hard cock, dripping with pre-cum, and devoured it. Drew's head rocked back on the pillow as Eliza's hands ran down his legs and up his stomach and along his chest. He had to have her but was enjoying the ecstasy of everything that was happening. She sucked his hard cock until he couldn't take it anymore and in one swoop took her into his arms, spun her around and placed her on the end of the bed so he was standing between her long beautiful legs and at the corner of the bed the two were there... wanting... Drew silently checked in asking (in a manner) if this was okay. Eliza nodded without nodding and he plunged his hard cock inside of her. She grabbed onto his hips cumming instantly all over his rock hard cock. In and out, he pulled and pushed and pushed into their dual-oblivion / dual-ecstasy / dual-mesmerization! Drew moaned that he was about to cum and Eliza still shaking from the continual orgasm she was having somehow told him to pull out and cum on her in some manner or words that no one remembers and he did...

Drew collapsed on Eliza and she happily held his warm body on top of her.

After what seemed like both a quick minute and an eternity, Drew spoke.

"Let's take a bath."

Eliza answered.

"I'd love that."

(To be continued...)
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