Title: GFH: A Night's Worth of Stringy Passion
Fandom: Loud House
Character(s)/Pairing: Lincoln x Haiku
Equipment used: Handcuffs, Rope, crop, Spreader bar, ankle-cuffs, ballgag
Extra Actions: Blowjob, Whipping, Groping of Breasts, Cop and Criminal roleplay
Sex Type: Vaginal
Sex Position: Reverse Cowgirl
After Putting Logan to sleep, Lincoln and Haiku celebrate by having a night of passion to themselves. All the while using a lot of rope.
It was a dark night in the 'peaceful' town of Royal Woods. All the lights in every house were turned off, signalling it was bedtime for the residents of Franklin Avenue. Well, except for two homes. One was the infamous Loud House, but things had slowed since many of the older children moved out, got married, and ran away to become a mercenary in the case of a confident white-haired lad.
It was still as crazy as ever, though. Another was the home of their former neighbour Mr. Grouse...May he rest in peace. A new set of Louds was living there...well, three. One original. One married into the family and one five-year-old boy.
"And the Vampire Lord vowed vengeance. That he will return and laid waste upon the land." A woman had just finished reading a vampire novel for her little son as he drifted off to sleep.
Haiku or Harriet stood up to those close to her and gently kissed her baby boy. Five years ago, she was pregnant, and now, she couldn't be happier with her life. She was an accomplished gothic novelist. Her husband was there even though his job meant he went abroad all the time, and well, her little bat was such a handsome boy. And the same could be for her in terms of looks.
Standing 5ft 14 inches tall with ghost white skin, raven black hair with a fringe covering one of her sapphire blue eyes. Her body didn't even look like she gave birth, with gentle curves meshing well with her body, wide hips that she sometimes swayed to tease the boys, and a pair of C-cup breasts.
Puberty and birth had been kind to her.
She was a living definition of a gothic MILF. She was wearing a dark purple see-through nightgown that hugged her curves and gave a bit of cleavage and a view of her lingerie consisting of a purple, frilly bra and panties. As she was about to leave the room, she turned to look at her boy one more time. She couldn't help but crack a smile at his sleeping form.
She was so enamored that she nearly didn't notice the presence of a hand about to touch her behind. Luckily, she grabbed the wrist...only to move it to her ass herself.
"Hello, my love," she said, turning her head to reveal Lincoln Loud in all his glory.
The lone son of the Loud brood smiled at his wife with that same charming, buck-toothed smile he had when he was young. Now 21, he stood taller than his wife at 6ft 3inch, with a lithe build like a gymnast and boxer, his hair was slightly longer, going down to his neck, and his blue-grey eyes were shown to have more maturity. He wore grey sweatpants and was shirtless, exposing his muscular body to his wife. He was covered in different scars and tattoos and wore dog tags around his neck.
"Hey." He replied and then looked at his son snoozing.
"He had a long day, huh?"
"Meeting his grandparents and a few of his aunts...I'm not surprised that he will be tired."
"Well, that's my family for ya… I'm just lucky there aren't any missions for a while."
"Oh? Why's that?"
Lincoln pulled his wife close, his left arm wrapped around her waist.
"I can spend more time with you."
Haiku couldn't help but blush at the compliment.
The two just looked at Logan in silence. Those who said teen pregnancy was a scandal didn't meet these two.
"Hey. Let's go to the bedroom," Lincoln whispered. And with that, the two made their way to the bedroom.
The bedroom was simple, with a few of their own tastes to reflect them. A king-sized bed with a mahogany frame painted midnight black coupled with a duvet with an orange cover and white pillows. Royal purple walls and a dark blue carpet with a large cupboard and a broad chest of drawers.
Hanging on one of the walls was a picture of them in a tuxedo (Lincoln) and a wedding gown (Haiku), with loving smiles and soft stares as they looked at the camera. Haiku's stomach looked bloated from being pregnant.
Their wedding day before Logan was born...good memories.
Though right now, Haiku was taking her sweet time in the bathroom. He had the patience due to living with 10 other women, but it was still unusual for her. She usually just washed her face. The only time she would take this long was…
Wait a minute…
The bathroom door opened, and Lincoln's eyes widened at sight. Looks like he was right, after all.
Haiku had freshened up with her hair steamed and straightened and a small amount of oil on her skin, making it glow underneath the light. She wore black lipstick, purple eyeshadow, and black mascara. Plus, her nails were painted black.
She wore a purple silk nightgown with a lowered neckline to show off her lovely cleavage and hug her curves. The gown stopped just above her knees. She wore black high heels and purple pantyhose, which clung to her toned thighs.
But what amped up her beauty was what she was wearing around her neck. A pendant with a purple gemstone with a silver chain threaded through it, the pendant resting on her heart and, most importantly, her wedding ring on a golden chain between the valley of her breasts.
Lincoln looked on with wide eyes, red cheeks, and a bloody nose. NOW she looked like a royal queen of gothic beauty.
Haiku looked with a gentle smile.
"I knew you would be speechless."
"You...you're wearing that...The only time you would wear it was when you…
Haiku just smiled.
As it turns out, both were into bondage, but Haiku reveled in being a sub, while Lincoln loved being a dom.
In fact, it was one of their usual romps that they did some bondage.
"Yeah...Honestly, we never got to have fun because of today."
Lincoln just smirked.
"So, you wanna make up for a lot of lost time?"
Haiku got on all fours and crawled her way to her husband with a sultry look in her eyes, her breasts bouncing in the confines of her bra, giving him a good view of her cleavage. Lincoln was fiddling with the pendant while showing discreet glances at his wife's breasts.
"Please, give me a night's worth of stringy passion...Master".
Lincoln wasted no time with an answer.
"In the bedroom or in the 'special room'?"
Haiku also spent little time with her answer.
"'Special room, s'il vous plait."
"Alright, let me prepare first."
Lincoln got off the bed and began to pack a few items in a small bag. All except a pair of handcuffs painted black, a pair of steel ankle cuffs, a purple ballgag, and a beaded secretary ID Necklace with black and white beads, with a rectangular piece of plastic to put in an identification badge. In it was a piece of white card which had a profile in bold along with her picture in the top right-hand corner
Name: Haiku Loud
Age: 21
Height: 5ft 14inch
Breast Size: C
Dom/Domme: Lincoln Loud
And below it was a sentence in Chinese reading 我的身體和靈魂是主人的財產，他可以按照自己的意願去做 [Wǒ de shēntǐ hé línghún shì zhǔrén de cáichǎn, tā kěyǐ ànzhào zìjǐ de yìyuàn qù zuò] (My body and soul is my Master's property for him to do as he pleases).
Deciding to get into the role, Lincoln began to speak in a tone of authority. "Haiku Loud? I am Officer Lincoln. We know that you've been doing shady deals with the drug lords. You're under arrest."
Haiku then played the role of a suspect about to be arrested. "Really, officer? I assure you that I am innocent.' Deciding to use her naughty side, Haiku swayed her hips as she placed his arm into her breasts. 'After all...you wouldn't dare harm an innocent maiden like me..." She said in a seductive voice.
But it didn't work.
"Save it, Haiku. Hands behind your head and turn around...now!" He ordered, and immediately, Haiku placed her hands behind her head, turning so that her back was facing him. Lincoln then began to feel up his wife, starting with her thick, toned thighs and ass, which he took great pleasure pressing and rubbing.
"Hmmm...extra thick..but nothing." He muttered and rubbed her panty-covered ass, causing Haiku to blush. The ass was huge, but he didn't feel anything.
"Um…sir? Are you done?" She said, panting slightly.
"Not yet. One more place to check." He answered.
From behind, Lincoln reached around and began squeezing her, causing her to moan.
"These are some finely sized tits..." He said as he let go. That was when he felt something.
"Hello?" He said as Haiku's eyes widened.
Pulling a small bag of white powder (talcum but for the roleplay, it's drugs), Lincoln glared at Haiku.
"Innocent, huh?" He said in a tone of disbelief.
Haiku sighed. "OK, you got me."
"On your knees," Lincoln ordered, and she did that, hands still behind her head.
He then bent down and fastened the ankle cuffs with a chain as long as a 30cm ruler. He then grabbed her right wrist, locking a cuff onto her wrist.
"Haiku Loud, you are under arrest.' He began as he brought her wrists behind her back, cuffing the left wrist and the right. 'You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be used against you. You have a right to an attorney. You will be assigned one if you cannot afford an attorney."
He forced her back to her feet, then turned her around, the sound of chains clinking. He admired the cuffed form of his beloved.
"I guess I still got it." He said with a grin.
Haiku smiled a small smile though her cheeks were still red. She then looked over her shoulder to see her cuffed wrists, fingers overlapping the other.
"That's true. Though, can't you tighten them a bit?" She asked, but Lincoln shook his head.
"Any more, and the blood flow will get cut off. But first.' He then took the ballgag out. 'How about I gag you before we get started."
Haiku simply closed her eyes and opened her mouth, allowing the rubber ball to be placed inside. She felt Lincoln buckle it behind her head and under her hair. With a smile, Lincoln gently took her cuffed arms and led her to where the dungeon, chains clinking in the air.
Haiku smiled through her gag as she looked at Lincoln. Her loins were warming up.
The particular room was in the basement, hidden behind a wall. Essentially, it was a sex dungeon installed after they bought the house and wanted to make some renovations. Packed with all the necessities for a couple wanting to get frisky.
From BDSM equipment to furniture used for S&M and several costumes should roleplay be used. Several whips, ropes, gags, and toys were also used to stimulate sex. Several shackles were hanging from the top, and I could go on, but we'll be here all day.
Lincoln uncuffed her hands when the two reached the dungeon's entrance. The only point keeping them on once they get started.
He began by threading a rope through the cuffs, knotting it off so they won't slide off. He then pulled the other end of the rope through one of the rafters so the cuffs were hanging just above Haiku's head.
With precise movements, Lincoln cuffed Haiku's wrists so that they were hanging above her head.
Lincoln moved to the front of his wife and blushed at the sight, clearly pleased with his work. Haiku moved her wrists to check on how secure she was. A little tight, but it was a start. She leaned forward to tease him, allowing an overhead view of her tits.
Lincoln sat across from her so they could talk...but first, he began to take photos of Haiku with his phone.
What? He's faithful, but even he needs to 'please' himself. He won't cheat on his wife, though.
After that, he took the gag from her mouth and placed it on one side.
"So, are you comfortable?"
"Oh yes."
"Now, let's get down to business. How will you like to be tied up?"
Hands still above her head, Haiku let out a hum in consideration. "Maybe before you tie me up...we'll use that spreader bar and whip me. And for tying me up...Do the way they do in Chinese prisons."
"OK. So you want the silk rope?" He asked, and Haiku nodded in confirmation.
"Yes. The silk will be nice. And I can give you a little show if you want." Haiku added.
Lincoln nodded in confirmation and stood behind Haiku, grabbing the rope and holding her cuffed hands.
"Before we do anything, let's tenderise that lovely rear first." Going over to grab a spreader bar, Lincoln then secured her ankles within the locks of the spreader bar, causing her clit to be spread slightly from her panties, giving her an impression of a damsel in distress.
"M-Master...please be gentle," Haiku stammered, slightly sticking her bum out and shaking it. She looked at her husband, who was holding a whip. Her cheeks were red.
"I'm using a crop. Gentle is the last thing you should be concerned about." Lincoln said.
Haiku let out a whimper.
"But first..." Lincoln muttered as he removed the dress and let it fall to the floor.
'No bra,' He mused as he licked his lips.
Lincoln brushed the crop against her thigh, causing her to flush.
"Now, how about this? Every time I strike your ass, count them and say thanks to your Master and request another. It will stop when I reach 10. OK?"
Haiku nodded, biting her bottom lip in anticipation
Lincoln placed the tip on her right buttcheek, gently rubbing it in circles. Haiku moaned softly as the rough tip traveled on her butt.
*SMACK*
Haiku let out a shriek of pleasure as the crop struck her ass, causing her to stick it out even further.
"Now you start counting," Lincoln commanded. And Lincoln struck her butt cheek once more.
*SMACK* It caused a heat rise.
"One. Thank you, Master. May I have another?
*SMACK* The heat was kindling.
"Two. Thank you, Master. May I have another?"
*SMACK* Now, the kindling became a bonfire.
"T-Three. Thank you, Master. May I have another?"
*SMACK* The bonfire started to go to the forest floor.
"F-Four! Thank you, Master. May I have another?"
*SMACK* The Flames began to spread.
"F-Five! Th-Thank you, Master. May I have another?"
*SMACK* The fire soon reached a nearby bush.
"S-S-SIX! Thank y-you, Master. May I have another?"
*SMACK* The Burning bush then rushed up a nearby tree.
"S-S-SEVEN! T-Thank you, Master. May I Have another?"
*SMACK* The treetop is now on fire.
"E-EIGHT! T-T-Thank YOU, MASTER! Give me more!"
*SMACK* The flames from the treetops spread across the trees in the vicinity.
"N-NINE! T-THANK YOU, MASTER! I WANT ONE MORE!"
*SMACK* Soon, the whole forest was set ablaze.
"T-TEN! Thank you, Master...for the treatment…." Haiku let out a deep sigh. Haiku's ass was now covered in bright red lashes and was warm like a hot cross bun, while her face was flushed, and she let out weary breaths.
Lincoln then put some lotion on her whipped ass to relieve the pain, causing her to moan in relief. Haiku felt the stinging sensation be lifted from her as the cold cream spread its way over her lashes.
With a few swift movements, Lincoln unlocked the cuffs holding Haiku up, allowing her to collapse into her arms. Luckily, she was able to stand on her own two feet.
Recovery time was getting quicker.
"What should we do next?" Haiku asked as she stood back up.
"I always wanted to see you dressed like a sexy secretary," Lincoln said.
"Well, let's do that. Nothing is more forbidden than an office romance between a CEO and his secretary." She stated.
Lincoln then went to grab some other clothes: a sleeveless black blouse that was a few sizes small, a black miniskirt, black stockings, and a pair of black stiletto heels. Haiku got the idea and put them on, the skirt hugging her ass tightly while the blouse was unbuttoned, revealing her lovely cleavage and the tightness it had on her body and her jewellery.
"Wow…" That was all Lincoln could say. Haiku smiled lovingly as she walked up to him, swaying her hips as she did, getting him caught under her spell. She then wrapped her arms around his neck while he did the same around her waist. Moving closer, Haiku pressed her bust against his chest.
"If it weren't that I'm going to be tied up, I would stay like this forever," Haiku murmured into his chest.
"Hey. After this, we can cuddle in bed."
After a few seconds in his arms, Haiku managed to move away from his embrace to turn around. Just in time, Lincoln had pulled out a considerable length (about 3m) of black rope and made a mini noose in the middle.
Now to begin.
He first placed the rope around her neck, letting the rope cascade over her shoulders. He then began to loop the rope around her right arm to her wrist, fitting the rope through the last loop and repeating the same process with the left, slipping the rope through the loop near her wrist.
Grabbing her wrists, he forced Haiku's hands behind her back, the wrists overlapping each other, giving an impression of them in an X formation, fingers pointing to the opposite parts of the shoulder blades, then tied them off so they wouldn't collapse, with Haiku clenching her fingers to increase the hold.
Finally, he put the rope through the loop, pulling it down like a cord for a curtain, causing the bound wrists to be forcefully lifted to be about a centimetre from the middle of her back. Then he wrapped it around her neck, then knotted it against the coil.
Binding the rope in a braid-like fashion, he secured the rope with a knot away from the fingers. The final part was another rope wrapped around her waist, then knotting it off. The remaining extended piece was brought down and pulled deeply into her clit, causing her to gasp from the treatment. This formed a crotch rope.
"So...what do you think, hun?"
Haiku walked to a mirror, though it was hard in the heels, ankle cuffs, and crotch rope, rubbing her nethers. She twirled to better understand her bonds and liked what she wore. She was also lucky that the rope was soft silk.
Turns out that mission in China had some uses, mainly for the sex life.
Haiku managed to return to her husband, swaying her hips and getting Lincoln caught in a trance. She then gave him a deep kiss and was cursing to herself that she couldn't wrap her arms around his neck, but she did enjoy his tongue slipping in her mouth and his hands massaging her ass, causing her to moan in his mouth.
They separated with a string of saliva connecting them, their faces red and half-lidded stares filled with lust.
"So...I take it as a yes?"
"Oh yes."
"Well, let me add one more item before we start the photoshoot.' Lincoln said as he held the ID necklace in front of her face. 'Bend your head so I can put this around your pretty neck."
Haiku bent her head slightly as Lincoln placed it around her neck, slipping the lanyard under the collar of her blouse. The cardholder was now below her breasts, making her look like a sexy secretary.
"I…' Haiku bit her lower lip as she blushed 'I feel like a secretary, beloved."
"Yeah…but that's the idea. Now then, time for the next part." Lincoln said, making his way over to her.
Grabbing the braid he had made, he guided Haiku to where a white backdrop was placed along with a camera on a tripod. He primed the camera to take photos, with Haiku getting into various positions.
But first...
"Now then, you criminal whore, look into the camera," He said as he aimed the lens at his lovely wife, getting into the officer role. The lens was primed with a flash and took a picture of Haiku's impassive gaze. The camera was primed again as Haiku turned her head 90 degrees to the right as the moment went off.
"Now that's over. Let's start the photo shoot," Lincoln said as Haiku began to pose in a series of lewd positions.
First, she got on her knees and licked her lips seductively with a half-lidded stare, bending her neck downward, her body facing the side.
She then turned her back to the camera, looking over her shoulder with the same stare she had on, showing her bound arms.
Finally, Haiku stood back up, bending over, causing her ring, pendant, and lanyard hanging from her neck. It also gave a good view of her breasts.
A few minutes later and Lincoln had stopped the photos. Haiku walked up to her husband with an expectant look. Lincoln managed to get the message quickly. It was clear she wanted more stimulation.
But before they went back up, he grabbed the purple ballgag, placed and fastened it in her mouth, and her hair moved out of the buckle so it won't get caught. With that, the roleplaying couple returned to their bedroom, Lincoln keeping a firm grip on Haiku's right arm and the braided rope.
The two lovebirds entered the bedroom, Lincoln holding the back of the rope, helping Haiku in. Sitting at the front of the bed, Lincoln said his first order.
"Start walking and add a sway in your step."
Haiku began to steadily walk around, swaying her hips occasionally, each step causing a bounce with her breasts. Each step caused her to moan and drool into her gag, and her clit felt shocks of pleasure due to the crotch rope.
Despite her being gagged, she smirked as she saw the blood flow out of Lincoln's nostrils and decided to cock her hips to form a sexy pose every time she stopped to turn around. Looking down, she drooled over her gag, blushing as the tent constructed in his pants. They may have done it a few times, but she still will be enthralled by his 'sword.'
"O, ou ike at oo ee, aster? (So, you like what you see, Master?) Haiku said through the gag as she swayed her hips to Lincoln and began to grind her ass against the tent in his pants.
Lincoln's response? He turned her around and gave her a long, passionate kiss on her gagged lips...as well as his hands squeezing her ass, letting out moans from Haiku. While kissing her, Lincoln unfastened the ball gag from her mouth, taking it into his hands and placing it on the bed stand.
"Now, my slave. Get on your knees. You have something that needs to be done," Gently forcing his wife to her knees. Slowly, thus building up the anticipation, he lowered his sweatpants revealing his erect penis, causing Haiku to flush red at the thing. It was huge, standing at 9 inches with a 3-inch-wide girth.
What is it with skinny guys being the ones with the big dicks?
Licking her lips in anticipation, she slowly began to lick the underside of his penis, causing him to groan in ecstasy. She then began to lather her tongue all over the cock, lathering it in her saliva before separating her lips from the cock, breathing a bit as her hot breath touched his wet cock, causing Lincoln to shiver.
She then wrapped her dainty lips around his cock, sucking it like a meaty lollipop. Lincoln groaned in happiness as Haiku began to bob her head around his cock, making sucking noises around his crotch. Lincoln then grabbed her head and 'assisted' in her blowjob, holding it in place as he thrust into her mouth. Haiku began to increase the pressure in sucking on his cock, giving Lincoln the impression that his cock was trapped in a vacuum cleaner.
She then was released and used her tongue to lick his balls before continuing back to lick the underside of his penis. Lincoln sighed in relief. Time in Melody and fighting Lost Cause meant she was very pent up.
It was then Lincoln who began to feel the pressure building in him and moved her head and began to stroke his cock quickly while Haiku kept her mouth open, waiting to catch any cum that was shooting out. It then shot cum out like a fizzy bottle, long streams of cum launching to Haiku's face and mouth.
Some went into her mouth while drops went over her body and slid into the valley of her breasts and over her blouse.
Lincoln didn't look exhausted as his cock was still erect and didn't look like it would slack any time soon. Putting his pants back up, he grabbed the braid in her bonds and forced Haiku back to her feet.
"Looks like you passed the first level," Lincoln commented, helping Haiku.
"Thus, your reward is to be given." He proclaimed, undoing the crotch rope.
"Thank you, Master," she said, relieved when he undid the rope. There was a lot of pressure placed on her clit.
Lincoln then grabbed the ball gag and, after a quick clean, placed it in her mouth, buckling it behind her head.
"Now for the next level." He replied, sitting on the bed. Haiku was dragged onto his lap, her ass being poked by his cock. Lincoln then began to fondle her breasts. His rough hands clashed with the soft mounds that were her breasts, and her nipples began to leak a bit thanks to Lincoln's thumbs rubbing over the dark nubs. Soon Lincoln's right hand moved to her crotch, gently rubbing it, eliciting moans from the boob squeezing and the crotch rubbing. He began to rub her clamped nipples, causing a slight screech of pleasure to come from Haiku.
Haiku began to push herself into his lean body, rubbing her nose into his neck, causing Lincoln to blush. He then squeezed harder and fingered deeper, causing her to moan loudly.
Luckily, Logan didn't hear. Bright as he is, they needed more time to be ready to teach him the birds and the bees.
Next, the white-haired soldier placed his index and middle finger into her clit, entering them through her vagina and slowly pumping them, causing Haiku to squeal in pleasure through her gag.
A few minutes later, after Lincoln fingered his wife, Haiku leaned forward with a glassy look, not noticing Lincoln had removed the rope securing her ankles nor taken the clamps off, leaving her tits slightly red.
Haiku regained her bearings when she noticed Lincoln had removed her panties and they were on the floor somewhere. Lincoln then positioned her so that her back was facing him and positioned his cock against her clit.
"You ready?"
Haiku uttered a muffled yes, and soon Lincoln thrust into her, causing her to moan loudly.
Lincoln began to hold his position, allowing Haiku to get comfortable.
"S-So...are you comfortable?" Lincoln grunted, to which Haiku responded with a muffled yes as drool leaked over her gag.
"Good." And with a firm grip on her hips, he slowly thrust into her, taking extra care not to make her feel extreme pain during the intercourse. He squeezed her sensitive breasts with each thrust, gently squishing them as the milk leaked.
"-Aster, -uck –e –arder!" (Master, fuck me harder!) Haiku moaned into her gag, drool covering it. Lincoln obliged and soon began to rock his hips faster, causing the pair of C's on his beloved wife's chest to bounce along with her pendant, ring, and ID.
"It feels good, right?" Lincoln spoke through his breath as he thrust his cock into her walls. Haiku moaned but nodded her head in confirmation.
"You're one filthy little slut, aren't you?" He added as he continued to penetrate her, to which Haiku nodded.
"-Es –Aster! -M –othing –ore –an a –illy –ut!" (Yes Master! I'm nothing more than a filthy slut!") she yelled in a muffled manner.
Soon Lincoln began to increase in speed, squeezing even harder on Haiku's breasts, causing Haiku to gain a glassy look on her face.
Soon, Lincoln began to feel some pressure building up in his cock. With that, he started to increase in speed.
"Haiku! I'm gonna cum!" He said aloud.
"-ES! -UM –SIDE –E, -ASTER!" (YES, CUM INSIDE ME, MASTER!") Haiku yelled out in lust. After pumping his hips with the speed of a piston and soon the cum building up in his cock, exploded into Haiku while her clit leaked out.
They were at it for 45 minutes.
The two flopped backward onto the bed, exhausted, but Lincoln unfastened the gag from her mouth, allowing her to breathe.
"Wow…" She breathed out.
"We were pent up for a while…." Lincoln agreed.
After catching their breath, Haiku shifted Lincoln, making him realise that he had to undo the ropes.
Rubbing the marks to get the blood flowing and getting the rest of the clothes off, Haiku and Lincoln went into the covers of their bed.
Soon the Sandman came, and they went to sleep.
Indeed, they enjoyed a night's worth of stringy passion.