Her Place 1
I arrived at her place at 9pm on the dot and found the key where she had
hidden it. I let myself in and headed down to her basement. I started
to follow the directions she had sent me. I stripped and put my clothes in
the corner. I went to the chair that was in the center of the room. I took
the items she had requested out of my bag and got to work. I used a short
chain and padlock to secure a pair of hand cuffs to the crossbar between the
rear legs of the chair. Then I set the keys on the coffee table where she had
instructed me to leave them. Next I took the leather belt and the ropes and
sat in the chair. I tied my ankles and knees to the legs of the chair so they
were held wide open. Then I put the belt around my waist and through the
slats in the back of the chair, pulled it very tight, and buckled it. I just
sat there for a second, part of me screaming, don't do this. You are going to
change your mind when she gets started but by then it will be too late. I
knew that I was going to change my mind, that I was going to want her to stop
when we reached a certain point, but my heart was racing, and another part of
me was overcome with a craving and lust to do this. To really give up control
completely, to be taken past the point where only I wanted to go. I wanted to
do this, to give myself to her. This would be special, because I was not a
willing victim, there would come a point when I would panic, start to
struggle, and want to stop, but then, that would be the magic point for her,
knowing that right there at that point i really wanted her to stop and turn
me loose,,,,, and that would be the point when she would feel the rush, and
the juices would fill her pussy, and she would look into my eyes,,,,,,,smile
at me,,,,,,,,and say no I'm not letting you out yet. As if in a dream I felt
myself reach behind the chair and close one cuff then the other around my
wrists. The sound as the cuffs clicked through the ratchets seemed so loud.
As soon as the second cuff closed and locked around my wrist, I could hardly
breathe, I was instantly consumed with lust. I was finally in the chair and
there was no escape. The candle light glinted off the keys lying on the
polished surface of the table in front of me. My freedom only inches away,
but completely out of reach. I squirmed in the chair testing my bondage and
could hardly move. A sigh of pleasure escaped my lips as I strained against
my bonds, my cock getting very hard. The feeling of helplessness washed over
me with a sexual flush as the feeling of horniness hit me but there was no
way I could give myself relief. Then I heard a noise and looked to my left,
there she was,,,,, just standing in the doorway,,,,, looking...at...me. It
had started.............
hidden it. I let myself in and headed down to her basement. I started
to follow the directions she had sent me. I stripped and put my clothes in
the corner. I went to the chair that was in the center of the room. I took
the items she had requested out of my bag and got to work. I used a short
chain and padlock to secure a pair of hand cuffs to the crossbar between the
rear legs of the chair. Then I set the keys on the coffee table where she had
instructed me to leave them. Next I took the leather belt and the ropes and
sat in the chair. I tied my ankles and knees to the legs of the chair so they
were held wide open. Then I put the belt around my waist and through the
slats in the back of the chair, pulled it very tight, and buckled it. I just
sat there for a second, part of me screaming, don't do this. You are going to
change your mind when she gets started but by then it will be too late. I
knew that I was going to change my mind, that I was going to want her to stop
when we reached a certain point, but my heart was racing, and another part of
me was overcome with a craving and lust to do this. To really give up control
completely, to be taken past the point where only I wanted to go. I wanted to
do this, to give myself to her. This would be special, because I was not a
willing victim, there would come a point when I would panic, start to
struggle, and want to stop, but then, that would be the magic point for her,
knowing that right there at that point i really wanted her to stop and turn
me loose,,,,, and that would be the point when she would feel the rush, and
the juices would fill her pussy, and she would look into my eyes,,,,,,,smile
at me,,,,,,,,and say no I'm not letting you out yet. As if in a dream I felt
myself reach behind the chair and close one cuff then the other around my
wrists. The sound as the cuffs clicked through the ratchets seemed so loud.
As soon as the second cuff closed and locked around my wrist, I could hardly
breathe, I was instantly consumed with lust. I was finally in the chair and
there was no escape. The candle light glinted off the keys lying on the
polished surface of the table in front of me. My freedom only inches away,
but completely out of reach. I squirmed in the chair testing my bondage and
could hardly move. A sigh of pleasure escaped my lips as I strained against
my bonds, my cock getting very hard. The feeling of helplessness washed over
me with a sexual flush as the feeling of horniness hit me but there was no
way I could give myself relief. Then I heard a noise and looked to my left,
there she was,,,,, just standing in the doorway,,,,, looking...at...me. It
had started.............
10 years ago