Angel? Of Death?
I was working on my classic 1957 Chevy when I heard, “Matt Absom?”
It scared me into dropping my wrench, but I didn’t hear a sound as it hit the car. “Yes. Can I help you,” I said as I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. She was maybe, five feet, three inches tall, had light brown hair to her shoulders, with a few hairs in bangs across her forehead, a perfectly proportioned body and the most angelic face.
“It is time for you to die,” she said with a smile. “I am what is referred to as the Angel of Death.”
“Really? Right now?” I said as I wiped my hands on a rag.
“The death certificate will say you died at this time of a cerebral hemorrhage. You have been such a righteous man, completely free of sin, obeying all the commandments that the boss said to grant you a final wish. Before you ask, I can’t grant that all your wishes come true or for another thirty years of life, but I can grant almost anything else. Do you know what you want?”
“You mean I get rewarded for being an upright guy?”
“Yes, I’ve come to take you directly to heaven. You don’t have to go through purgatory or a judgment first and you get a wish. The boss said if everyone on earth was as outstanding as you he wouldn’t have to worry about this planet and could concentrate on some other places.”
“So I can have anything I want?”
“Yes, and don’t worry, your wife will be looked after, she won’t have problems after the initial shock is over, she’ll get along fine.”
“Can you read my mind,” I said as I put the rag down.
“Yes, I know what you are thinking about.”
“Then you know the fantasy I’ve been obsessed with for years. Could you grant me fulfillment of that?”
“Yes, I’d have to find a woman to join you in it but that shouldn’t take long.”
“Why not you? You look perfect to me but you know that I’m sure.”
She smiled. “Yes, that’s why I look like this.”
“So could you be human long enough to grant my wish?”
She thought for a moment and said, “I can, but I do have to deliver other people. Since time has no meaning for me, yes I can be your captive. Please explain what you want me to do.”
“I want a woman I can capture, without violence, whose body will be turned on by what I do to her while she’s tied and helpless, to the point she enjoys the session as much as I do. You can’t use your angelic powers! You have to act, and be a sexy woman.”
She closed her eyes a moment and said; “I delivered a woman last week who enjoyed rough sex, I can use her experience to be receptive to your using my body.”
“Okay, how do we start? Do I go inside and get my bag of toys and bring you in or what?”
“No, you will close your eyes for a moment and I’ll bring you to another location where you will be able to do whatever you want to me without interference. There will be a bag of ‘toys’ as you call them waiting at the door when you open your eyes. How do you want me to act when you walk in?”
“I’d like you to have your back to the door, act like you don’t know I’m there until I grab you and then act scared that I’m going to hurt you. Even though you know better, act scared. Once you’re tied you can struggle as if you wanted to get free. Once I start playing with your body allow your hormones to respond to what I’m doing to you. Think you can do that?”
“Sure, are you ready to start?”
“I can’t say goodbye to Gracie first?’
“No, she knows you love her.”
“Okay let’s go,” I say and close my eyes. When I opened my eyes I’m standing in front of an apartment door, there is a gym bag on the floor and when I look inside there is rope, cuffs, gags and light chains, all the things I dreamed about using on a willing lady. I ease the door open to see her standing with her back to me at a table doing something on with her hands. I come up behind her and grab her arms.
“Please don’t hurt me! I’ll do whatever you want!”
“Yes you will,” I say in my roughest voice. I cuff her hands behind her back, gag her with a knotted scarf, and put a blindfold over her eyes. She moans as I guide her to a chair, sit her down, tie her feet, and run a rope around her middle to tie her to the chair. I then look around the apartment and decide where I want to play with her. The bed is a four poster with wood lattice on the head and footboards. It will give me multiple places and ways to tie her.
When I look back at her, she’s trying to wiggle out of the chair and free her feet. I walk back to her and say; “You’re not going anywhere but with me, my pretty, you are all mine until I decide differently,” and give my evilest laugh. I was surprise she didn’t break out laughing, I just stopped myself from laughing.
I walked over to her and started unbuttoning her blouse. She wiggled trying to stop me and I ignored it. When I had her blouse open I saw her bra fastened in front, between the cups. That made it very easy for me to open and free her breasts. I started stroking, lightly pinching the nipples and licking and sucking on them. Her nipples got hard and pointed straight ahead. I pushed her blouse and bra back over her shoulders and down her arms. I then untied her from the chair, used that rope to tie her legs above the knees, and untied her feet. I took her arm, lifted her from the chair and walked her slowly into the bedroom. I then backed her up to one of the posts and roped her waist to the post. Once that was tied, I released the cuffs, pulled the blouse and bra off and re-cuffed her hands around the post. I stopped and backed up to look at her. She was a gorgeous captive! I then went back to her and dropped her slacks and undies to the rope above her knees, untied that and slid her remaining clothes off. I then tied one ankle to the foot board and the other to the side of the bed. She was now naked and wide open for my viewing pleasure.
She was still struggling to free herself so I had a very nice show. I went back to her, started licking and nipping her nipples, with the desired effect. Her breath was getting rapid, her face was getting flushed, and her tits were like arrows. My hand went to her clit and started stroking and lightly pinching. Her efforts to get away faded to nothing and she started pushing her pelvis into my hand. When I stopped and backed away, she moaned. I got myself undressed, without saying a word. I needed no other foreplay so I went back to her, tickled her clit again for another moan. I inserted my prick into her and hadn’t pumped more than five times before she had an orgasm. I kept pumping as slowly as I could and I could see her building for another orgasm as I felt myself getting ready to cum. This time we came together. After I had shrunk back to normal, I withdrew and stood back and looked at her. While she was still in orgasmic bliss I un-cuffed her from the post, re-cuffed her in front, untied her, put her on the bed and cuffed her hands to the headboard. I tied each ankle to that thigh, and took off the blindfold. It took a few minutes before her eyes could focus.
“Are goin’ to free me?” she mumbled through her gag.
“Not for a while! I’m having too much fun with that body! Rest a minute while I get ready for the next round of fun.”
She started struggling again, to no avail. I laughed and went to the other room to retrieve the bag. When I came back she was lying there quietly looking at me. I took a wand out of the bag. “Do you know what this is?"
She shook her head no.
“It’s an electric wand that delivers an electric shock to whatever it’s touching,” I touched the end to my hand and let her see the spark. Her eyes flew wide. “I will not use this on you unless you disobey me, understand?”
She nodded vigorously.
“Good. I’m sure a lovely lady like you knows what this is.” I held up two vibrators, one an egg, the other a wand.
She had a puzzled look when she nodded.
“Good. I am going to use these as necessary so that you have as many orgasms as possible while I have as many as I can. To start with I am going to sit on your chest while you suck me hard again. The electric wand will be in my hand in case you decide to bite, or scream. You do understand what will happen to you if you hurt me?”
I climbed up on the bed and removed her gag. I also offered her a drink of water which she drank. I then sat down on her chest and offered her my prick. She carefully started licking, kissing and sucking on it. Once she had started I reached behind me and started stroking her nipples which immediately rose into my hand. She moaned around my shaft, which was suitably getting hard. When it was as hard as it ever got, I slid down and inserted it in the appropriate spot. She was soon having another orgasm while I was slowly building to mine. By the time I came again she’d had three. When I withdrew I was surprised that I didn’t feel at all tired. It felt like I could go on all night, having as many orgasms as I wanted!
I then heard a voice.
“Okay Teresa, time to bring him home!”
Everything except the angel disappeared and she said, “Yes Lord, we’ll be right there.”
“Huh?” is all I said before I was standing in front of a larger than life man with a beard.
“My son, you’ve done it again!”
“Done what again?” Having no idea what he was talking about. He touched me with a finger and returned my memory all the way back to the beginning. “What do you expect Father, you send me down to see how the humans are doing by living among them, and I adjust to enjoy living there! That’s what you send me down there to do!”
“Yes my son that is what I send you down there to do but when I send an angel down to retrieve you, you corrupt one of my angels.”
“Look at Teresa now,” and he nodded towards her, “she is thinking about the pleasures of the flesh, which she never did before in her eighty years as a human.”
“Is it my fault that I bring out the physical perfection in all your angels? I thought you’d want them to experience everything that mere humans do.”
“You do that, my son, you do do that!”
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