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                         Surprise Package

 Bill Strickland was worried about Joanie Purcell. He'd know her since they
 were kids (thought he was 5 years older) and he thought of her as a kid
 sister. But now!Bill went straight through the army after high school and
 then went to work for the postal service. He hadn't seen Joanie since she
 was thirteen, but he knew she had gone on to collage and become a highly
 paid professional artist. He hadn't expected ever to see her again until the
 day she walked into the post office and asked for him by name.It had been a
 real shock to see what she had turned into. The baby fat and braces were
 gone, leaving sweet curves and raven-haired beauty in their place. And the
 way she moved! She swayed as if machined out of greased ball bearings and
 springs.But the real shock came when she invited him to dinner. It didn't
 take long to realize that she wanted him-though he couldn't imagine what a
 highly paid professional saw in an assistant post master! He knew h e was a
 fool not to take the messages she sent out, but he just couldn't. It
 would've been like fucking his kid sister. Besides, he was afraid of her.
 She was just too beautiful, and he suspected she was smarter then he. She
 was certainly better educ ated! He was afraid she'd turn him into a ball-
 less wonder, so he chickened out and pretended not to understand.
 Unfortunately, she was persistent. She just kept after him, and he kept
 refusing. After awhile, it got to be a habit and he felt himself t ighten up
 inside the moment she appeared. Finally, half-ashamed of himself, he asked
 her to stop visiting and calling him.He just didn't know what to do.
 Intellectually, he knew he was a fool not to take her up on her offers.  It
 wasn't like he didn't enjoy a good romp in the sack! But he just couldn't do
 it.It was absurd to be frightened of her, he thought as he drove into his
 parking lot and went to his apartment. He was six feet-six of hard bone and
 muscles, and she was no more than five-four.  But he was. He sighed
 regretfully as he opened his front door and went to the kitchen for a beer.
 She was far better looking than his regular bed partner, Cheryl, but somehow
 he just couldn't do anything about it.He got a beer and headed for the bed
 room. A hot shower and a night in the sack seemed indicated, he thought
 moodily, switching on the light. Then he dropped his beer in shock.Joanie
 lay in the middle of his floor- but mat as he'd ever seen her! She was flat
 on her back, knees drawn hig h by the ropes that bound her crossed ankles to
 her handcuffed wrists! Her pretty mouth was stretched around a fat ball gag
 and a leather blindfold hid her eyes.That was arresting enough, but all she
 wore was a tiny silk bra and blue bikini panties, plus mesh opera hose and
 flower-embroidered thigh garters! She was sweaty, too as if she'd been there
 awhile.Bill didn't know what to do! He wanted to pull out his cock and step
 right up, but he was afraid to. What the hell was happening? He was stil l
 wondering when he saw the tiny key and the envelope on his bed. He was
numbed with shock as he tore the letter open."Dear Bill," it read. "You've
always been the only man I wanted, though it took me years to find you again.
But you can't see me as anything but the dopey kid you used to play cowboys
and Indians with. All right. I'm giving it one last try. A girl I know
suggested this and I let her demonstrate it a little. I loved it! So what you
see is what you get, as they say. There's a suitc ase if things under the bed
and you can use them any way you want. Just enjoy me-that's all I ask. If you
don't want me in the morning well, all you have to do is kick my ass out.
Joanie."Bill stared at her in disbelief. There wasn't anything wrong w ith
her hearing so she knew he was there-but she never budged. She just lay
there, gift-wrapped, while he read a note he couldn't possibly misinterpret
and slowly realized she had bound herself for him. Shit! She really meant
it!He found the suitcase . It was big and heavy, and his eyes widened at the
collection of ropes, straps, gags, blindfolds, lengths of chain, and tiny
padlocks. There were even two whips, for God's sake! One had five thongs of
braided rope with knots every six inches and the other was a vicious little
ridding crop. There was a note fastened to the whips and he picked it up."For
use on slaves," it said in Joanie's writing. Bill smacked his palm with the
five-thonged whip. He jerked his hand back and waved stinging finger s.
Christ! It hurt like hell!He sat on the bed, staring at Joanie. His mind said
he should turn her loose, but his glands said he should take her offer and
run like a thief-and that was the louder voice. He looked down at his bulging
fly and knew whe re he wanted to put his cock. Images swam in his mind. If
Joanie meant it, there wasn't anything he couldn't do! Up the pussy, up the
ass, in the mouth  she'd take it anywhere! And those fucking whips! Bill had
never beaten anyone in his life, but su ddenly he wanted to beat Joanie. He
wanted her to yell and cry. He folded the note slowly and made his decision,
kneeling beside her. She turned her blindfolded face towards him."This is for
real, isn't it?" he asked startled at his calm tone. She no dded. Well, shit!
If you want it, honey, you're gonna get it! You understand that?"She nodded
again and Bill rose, wild anticipation filling him. He looked around the
room, considering his options, and grinned.The dresser was heavy but Bill was
a pow erful man  he had no trouble dragging it to the center of the room. He
tried the key in her handcuffs and as he'd thought it opened them. He grabbed
her under her shaven armpits, feeling sweat in their hot hollows. She began
to tremble, but she didn' t resist as he lifted her and leaned her over the
dresser, swaying on her bound feet. He panted with lust as he dragged her
half over the dresser, using rope to fasten her wrists tightly to the back
legs. Then he untied her ankles and roped them to t he front legs and stood
back to survey his helpless prize.God, she was beautiful! The roped held her
as if she were praying to the dresser, the big, cut glass knobs gouging her
belly and tights painfully. Her breasts crushed against the top and her t oes
just touched the floor. Her ass thrust out boldly, and he knew just what he
was going to do.He let her hang while he removed everything but his jock
strap. He wanted freedom to maneuver for this! Then he unsnapped her bra. He
couldn't get the sho ulder straps off while she was tied, so he broke them
and yanked the silk roughly from under her crushed tits. She jerked and
moaned with pain and his cock twanged even more erect, swelling his jock
strap away from his flat, muscular body.Taking her bra emboldened him and he
reached for her panties. He peeled them off her quivering ass and shredded
them. There wasn't a piece as large as a quarter when he finally dropped them
gloatingly.Joanie trembled before him and his eyes drank her in. The ro pe
strained her graceful limbs tight and her spread legs opened her ass cheeks,
showing the tantalizing circle of her tight, dark little anus. Her cunt
showed clearly from behind, a few ebon love curls shining in the light. He
slid his hand between h er thighs and gripped her harshly, squeezing the heel
of his hand into the hot wetness of her cunt while his fingers gouged the
soft belly above her pelvis. Her head thrashed and she groaned, but her
prisoned cunt pushed against him eagerly. He beame d in delighted disbelief.
This was wonderful!"I never whipped anyone before," he said hoarsely. "but,
since you've offered, I'll just make up for my depravation, Joanie." She
tensed in fearful anticipation. "I'm going to use that nice rope whip to he
at up that nice ass. Then I'm gonna cut me a piece of fresh, hot cunt.
Understand?"Joanie sobbed in fear, but her blindfold head nodded. He thought
he'd come in his jock strap! The bitch meant every word she'd written!He
snatched up the rope whip, wa tching her ass cheeks tense and relax in
frightened captivity. Cunt juice leaked down her thighs and she made little
moaning sounds of fear-but he heard lust in them, too. She was drinking this
up, was she? Well, fine. Just fine!He struck the first b low, the five lashes
splaying over her quivering ass like fingers. His hesitancy robbed the blow
of full power, but the ropes slapped their knotted lengths over her dusky
flesh with a sharp popping sound. Joanie flenched and jerked, emitting a
gagged wail of pain. Bill frowned. What was wrong with him? The slut wanted
it, didn't she? Well, all right!He struck harder, The whip hissed and clawed
at her viciously, the sound like a  pistol shot. Joanie lurched, bucking
wildly. Her back curved painfu lly and she fought her ropes with all her
strength, whining in her nose with anguish. Her trembling muscles etched her
satin skin and the lashes laid dark red lines across her flesh-lines that
rose to stinging welts, darker red where the knots had bi tten. Power boiled
in Bill's veins and he struck again, even harder.Bill grinned fiercely,
savoring his power and her pain. He lashed her with every ounce of muscle in
his arm. The lashes shrilled in the air and sank bitterly in the quaking
softness of her helpless ass.Joanie screamed, the gag strangling the sound
into an animalistic mewling. The whip left her hungrily and five fresh welts,
dark and burning, pusled hotly on her body. Her knees clattered against the
dresser, but he gave her no ti me to recover. He struck again and again,
taking some force from the lashes-but not much. Knotted rope danced on her
sweating flesh like a demon lover, each hempen kiss raising welts, drawing
forth its own shriek of pain.Bill didn't count the lashes.  He kept it up
until his willing victims ass was streaked and criss-crossed with angry
welts. He kept it up until his lust  could wait no longer. He dropped the
whip, snatching off his jock strap. Joanie still shook and moaned from the
last lash when he grabbed her hips, yanking at them. He slammed into her
dripping cunt doggie style, burying himself to the balls in one thrust.Bill's
eyes popped as Joanie squalled in anguish, Joanie convulsed, sobbing in pain
as he lunged into her brutally opene d pussy. Her muscles jerked and twitched
in shocked inexperience, writhing around his plundering cock. he gave another
cunt-splitting heave, and Joanie pushed back! He moaned in delight, feeling
her hips surging submissively while her muscles still w rithed in
inexperienced pain. She was answering his pounding assault!Joanie adjusted to
his attack, Her muscles began to clasp him as he pounded her. Shit! She might
be inexperienced, but she had the right instincts! She gripped like a bear
trap, tig htening for all she was worth! He moaned in bliss, hearing her sobs
of pain and pleasure answer. He plumbed her like a battering ram, faster and
faster, her whines keeping time. He felt her muscles strain towards climax
and he hastened himself. He wa nted to spray his load at precisely the right
moment.Joanie's eyes bulged against the blindfold at what seemed a quart of
seething heat-like boiling soup, she thought pantingly-blasted her. She
shrieked, tumbling into a multiple orgasm that blasted h er from peak to
peak, flogging her with pleasure, She wanted to die, because nothing else so
gloriously wonderful could ever happened to her again. Her head thrashed, her
gagged warbles of delight pealing.Bill withdrew from her sucking pussy
slowly.  Jesus! He'd never seen a woman come like that! If ropes and whips
did that for everyone, there'd be a rush at the hardware store the minute
people found out! He sat back panting, wondering why he turned her down so
many times.