I Saw Her Standing There...
“Well she was
just seventeen, if you know what I mean...”
With the
sound of the Beatles playing in the background, and the soft lighting, this
particular boutique is one of my favourites.
I love the styles of the past, as evidenced by the sleeveless blue denim
dress I was wearing, a pair of black leggings underneath and wedge heeled
sandals on my feet. I also had a
Palestinian style scarf tied loosely round my neck.
I’d just come
in to have a look round, to see if anything caught my eye, not expecting to see
anything that I would want to obtain – but that was when she came in, and I
could not take my eyes off her.
She was at
least six foot tall, with light brown hair that fell down her back, and wore a
pale cream short dress with short sleeves and a round neck. A wide black fabric belt was around her
waist, held in place by an ornate clasp at the front, but it was her legs –
like matchsticks, the sort of legs that old pulp novels would describe as going
all the way to her shoulders, enclosed in a pair of very sexy black over the
knee fabric boots with a three inch heel.
I watched her
as she started to look through a rack of dresses, my mind working overtime as I
did so. I wanted to meet this beauty,
but I wasn’t sure if she would notice someone like me – she had such an air of
superiority about her.
Eventually,
she made her selections and went over to the counter, and I watched as she paid
with a platinum card, and then collected her bag. Quickly, I followed her out of the store as
we walked along the tree lined street, keeping pace but hanging back enough to
not give her any suspicions.
As she
walked, I could see her bottom swaying under the dress, enticing me to the
thoughts I was beginning to have, as she walked into the entrance to an
underground car park. Following her in,
I wondered if I dared do this. It had
been some time since such an opportunity had arisen, after all, and I was
sorely out of practice.
The urge was
growing strong, however, so I walked a little more quickly as she approached a
Lotus, looking in her bag for her keys.
As she came up to the car, I walked behind her and reached up, using my
hand to pinch a particular nerve cluster near her neck.
The effect
was instant, as her eyes opened wide and then closed before she fell back into
my arms. For a tell girl, she was
actually pleasantly light, as I supported her on one side and picked up the car
keys, which had fallen to the ground.
The car was a two seater, which meant no real
trunk, but there was enough room in there to deposit her bags – and it would
only take me a few minutes to drive to where my station wagon was. So I sat her in the passenger seat, and set
off as quickly as I could.
My own car
was ten minutes away, and she remained out for the journey as I pulled up
beside it. I knew I would not have much
time, however, so I went to my car and popped the trunk. Looking inside, I found a roll of black
electrical tape, which I picked up and then went back to the Lotus. Opening the passenger door, I leaned her
forward and taped her wrists together behind her back, and then sat her back,
before smoothing several strips over her mouth and closed eyes.
I then lifted
her legs out, and taped her ankles together, as well as her legs below her
knees. I knew I was probably ruining the
boots, but that was a minor problem, as I lifted her and carried her to my car,
placing her in the trunk before I closed the lid. Throwing the keys to the Lotus inside, I
closed the door and removed my own gloves, before getting behind the wheel of
my car and driving off, thinking over what I was going to do...
I live in a
nice little cottage near a lake, out in the country, secluded, secure – perfect
for a woman of my tastes. As I pulled
into my garage, and turned the engine off, I could hear the muffled calls and
the banging on the trunk lid – evidence she had woken up.
So I got out
of the car, slipped on my gloves again, and popped the lid of the trunk. She was indeed awake, as she turned her head
up and said “whthllssgngnnn?”
“Hush,” I
said as I stroked her cheek, “remain calm.
I am not going to hurt you, but you must trust me and do as I say.”
“LTMMGGGGG!!!!!!”
“Quiet, or I may put you to sleep again.”
That made her
stop, as I lifted her out and carried her gently through the house. As I walked through, my housekeeper stopped
and nodded to me, I nodding back in acknowledgement as I took her into a room,
and laid her down on a bed.
“There now,”
I said as I looked at her, “do not move.”
As she sat
there, staring straight ahead, I removed my scarf, and then unzipped my dress,
letting it fall to the floor as I kicked my sandals off. My leggings came down next, before I walked
to my wardrobe and opened it, taking out a black leather catsuit
and slipping my body into it, the zip pulled almost to the top, but not
quite. I then walked round, and gently
pulled back the hair of my guest, using a black elastic band to hold it in a
pigtail.
“Whtrudnngg,” she mumbled as I stroke her cheek with the
back of my gloved hand.
“You will
find out soon enough,” I whispered into her ear before I reached round and
started to gently caress her chest, her wriggles as she tried to stop me only
making it more exciting as her breasts rubbed on the palms of my hands.
“I think you
may be getting a little warm,” I then whispered into her ear, reaching round
and unclasping her belt before removing it, “I can help with that, don’t move.”
I watched as
she stayed still, relishing the fear and uncertainty I could sense on her
fidgeting fingers, while I gently placed the belt on a chair, and went back to
the wardrobe, returning with several lengths of red silk rope. Laying them gently on the mattress, I knelt
behind my guest, and said “Just relax – you will enjoy this.”
“Plssltmmggg,” she whimpered, and I saw the start of a tear
try to escape from the tape blindfold.
“Don’t cry,” I whispered as I caressed her again, her struggles making
her breasts firm even more under my hands, “I promise you everything will be
all right...”
“Btwwwtntghmmm...”
“Be still, be
happy,” I whispered as I slowly unzipped her dress, pulling it down so that her
teal coloured bra was uncovered. As I
reached round and caressed her chest again, her pleas became more muted, and I
could feel her nipples under the silk getting firmer.
“See – it’s
only natural,” I whispered as I moved her ponytail to one side, and kissed the
back of her neck, gently, slowly, moving down her back as she arched it in
response.
“Is that so
bad,” I whispered as I stroked my gloved hands down her arms, smiling as she
shook her head, and then picking up the first length of rope. I gently wrapped it around her arms, pulling
them together so that her elbows touched and then securing them, the bands
going around and between her arms, her shoulders pulled back and her chest
forced out.
“Whtshpnnggg,” she moaned as I reached around again, and
caressed her chest, my fingers gently kneading her breasts as she let her head
fall to one side.
“Enjoy,” I
said quietly as I took some scissors, and cut the tape around her wrists,
taking her dress down to her waist before using a second length of rope and
binding her wrists together. I saw the
way she made fists with her hands as I did so, so cute and helpless, and then
her hands shoot open as I pinched her elbows.
“We need to
lose this,” I whispered into her ear as I unclasped her bra, and then cut
through the shoulder straps, “but don’t worry, I have a replacement in mind.”
She gasped again
as the bra came off, and then I wrapped a long, long length of rope around her
body, pulling her arms against her back as I tightened it under her chest, and
then took it above, under, above, under, above, each time pulling it tighter as
the band settled on her breasts. That
was tightened still further as I pulled the bands together, my lovely knot
settled between her shoulder blades, and then fed the ends over her left
shoulder, under the lower band and back up, then tied off behind her back.
“See, I told
you I had a replacement in mind,” I whispered in her ear before I kissed it
again, my fingers gently pinching her nipples as she moaned.
Yes, moaned
rather than pleaded – it appeared she had accepted her fate in this aspect, as
I kissed the side of her neck and then laid her down on her back, easing her
dress off as she writhed under me.
I sat across
her legs, getting pleasure from the way she was rubbing against me while I
massaged her chest, whispering sweet nothings as she moved her head from side
to side, the ropes forcing her breasts out, so prominent, so tempting to me...
I leaned down
and kissed her nipples, loving her muted gasp as I did so, and then looked at
her teal panties, seeing the dark stain in the middle.
“Stay still,”
I said as I fed more of the rope under her waist and then fed the ends through
the loop, pulling it gently before I knelt up, and then said “roll over.”
She complied,
a good first step, as I pulled the rope between her legs, and moved it to and
fro, loving the way she squirmed underneath me, and then bound it to her
elbows, saying as I did so “this feels good, doesn’t it?”
I could see
the hesitation as she lay there, and then she turned her head and slowly
nodded.
“Good,” I
said then as I cut the tape on her legs, and bound them tightly together with
the rope, then moved down and cut the tape from her ankles, before retying
them, and pulling them back, securing them to her crotch rope.
“I need to
take care of some things,” I whispered into her ear as I rolled her onto her
side, “lie still, relax, and consider how this makes you feel. I shall not be long.”
As I walked
off, I turned and noticed how she started to move the rope between her legs,
before leaving, closing and locking the door behind me.
“Mistress?”
I turned to
see my housekeeper standing there, her head bowed, her hands clasped in front
of her.
“Mistress,
have I displeased you?”
“OF course
not,” I said as I looked at her, “what gave you that idea?”
She looked to
the locked door without saying a word.
“Ah – no, you
have not displeased me. I will explain
in due course, and I will require your help later. For now, prepare food for all of us, and
inform me when it is ready.”
“Yes
mistress,” she said with a smile as she turned and walked away...
Ninety
minutes later, I unlocked the door, standing to the side as my housekeeper
wheeled a trolley in. On the trolley was
a plate of food, with water in bottles.
She raised
her head and moaned, and as I untied her ankles and let her legs fall down I
could see the sweat on her back, which I kissed gently. I then untied the crotch rope, seeing the
dampness on it and her panties as I and my housekeeper helped her to sit up.
“I am going
to remove the tape from your mouth so that you can eat – do not make any loud
noises, as nobody else will hear you. Do
you understand?”
She nodded
slowly as I peeled the tape away, and my housekeeper gently used a moist wipe
to clear away the residue.
“Where...
Where am I,” she whispered.
“With me,” I
said quietly, “now, open your mouth.”
“Why?”
“Are you
hungry?”
She nodded,
and then opened her mouth, as my housekeeper placed a forkful of the Spaghetti
Alfredo in her mouth. I watched as she
slowly chewed, her chest rising and falling in the rope bra, and then swallowed.
“That tastes
good – who made it?”
“Not
important for now – open your mouth again.”
I watched as
my guest was fed, and then allowed to drink some water before she wiped her
mouth.
“Please,” she
said as she looked round, “I want to go home.”
“Do you not like
what has happened?”
“It’s not
that – but you kidnapped me. I want to
be let free...”
“That’s what
we’re going to do – in a way,” I whispered into her ear as I began to caress
her chest in my hands. I smiled at her
sigh, her moan, as she said “But...
Please...”
“Hush,” I
said, motioning to my housekeeper. She
smiled as she walked forward and knelt down, starting to caress my guest with
her own hands as I kissed her neck and her back.
“Oh god,
that’s so wrong, but it feels so good...”
“Do you wish
me to remove the blindfold?”
She nodded
slowly, before I said “if I do, I must do other things first, so do you still
wish it?”
“Yes...”
Nodding, I
took the scissors and cut at the sides of her damp panties, sniffing them
before I made a wad and said “open your mouth.”
“Please, be
gentle...”
“I am – now
open your mouth.”
As she did
so, I pushed the cloth in, and pressed on her jaw to make her close her lips
over it. Getting off the bed, I returned
to the wardrobe, and took out a wide roll of white medical tape, which I
wrapped tightly round her head, while my housekeeper continued to caress and
kiss her chest.
Slowly,
carefully, I removed the black tape blindfold, and as she blinked the first thing
she saw was my housekeeper, in her black leather dress, her black hair cut
short, her face lit up by the smile as she continued to kiss her body.
I then walked
in front of her, and her eyes widened as she recognised me, even in my new
attire.
“Welcome,” I
said quietly as she closed her eyes and moaned again, “my housekeeper is going
to untie your legs, and remove your boots.
Do not resist.”
She nodded
and watched as the ropes were removed from her legs, and then her boots were
slowly pulled down, the hands stroking her soft skin as she moaned even
more. As she rebound her legs below her
knees, taking the rope between them to tighten it still more, my housekeeper
smiled and said “thank you for this mistress.”
“Continue,” I
said with a smile as she untied my guest’s ankles, removed the boots and the
ankle socks she was wearing, and then re-tied her ankles. As she did so, I say her squirm as the
fingers ran over the soles of her feet, so I said “Lie down.”
As she did
so, my housekeeper smiled at me, before she began to suck the toes of my guest,
her moans increasing with each touch of the red lips on her digits.
“I thought as
much,” I said quietly, “you’re a submissive, aren’t you?”
Her eyes
narrowed and then she slowly nodded as I said “Good – would you care to spend
the night with her?”
“May I mistress,” my housekeeper said “in the usual manner?”
“You may – go
and prepare,” I said quietly, my housekeeper rising and bowing as she went out
backwards.
“Mstrsss....”
“Are you
commenting on her response to me, or are you talking to me?”
She looked at
the door, and then at me, before she said “eddntknwww.”
“Good – you
and she will spend the night together, but first I need to properly prepare
you.”
She watched
as I picked up another length of rope, as well as a white object, lozenge
shaped, about four inches long. Smiling,
I reached down and kissed her clit, making her shiver before I inserted the
object into her passage, and then tied the crotch rope back into place.
“I am ready,
mistress.”
I turned to
see my housekeeper, standing naked save for the crotch rope she had tied
between her own legs. She handed me a
small box, and then stood in front of the bed, smiling as she moved her hands
behind her back, and I began to bind her.
Fifteen
minutes later, she and my guest were kneeling on the bed, facing each other as
I secured their upper bodies together.
My housekeeper was bound in the same way as my guest, and I had tied
ropes around their waists and their shoulders to hold them together. Their legs were also secured to each other
above their knees.
“Now, lie
down,” I said, the two of them falling to the side as I adjusted their legs,
and put cushions under their heads. My
housekeeper was also tape gagged, and as they looked at each other their eyes
connected in a real way.
“I require
sleep now,” I said as I walked away, “but you have both performed well today,
and you deserve a reward.” I started the
vibrators nestling in their passages, both women squirming as their taped lips
brushed, and I turned the lights off...
The next
morning, I came in, wearing a silk kimono, and saw them lying there, their eyes
closed, smiles under the tape. I smiled
in turn as I untied them from each other, and then released my housekeeper. She started to wake as I did so, and stood
up, her hands clasped in front of herself.
“Go – shower,
change and start to prepare breakfast,” I said as the guest started to
stir. “I will see you later.”
As she walked
out, the other girl looked at me and said “plssmmetlk?”
“What is it,”
I said as I peeled the tape away, and removed her damp panties.
“Last night,
I was not sure what I was saying,” she gasped as the vibrator continued to
work. “Are you her mistress?”
“I am – she
came some time ago, like you, and remains with me.”
“Of her
own.... Ahh.....
Her own free will?”
“Indeed – she
is allowed to come and go as she pleases, but she is mine. Why do you ask?”
My guest
looked at me, and said “you were right – I am a submissive, and I seek a caring
mistress.”
“Is there
something you wish to say?”
“May I serve
you?”
Smiling, I
removed my kimono, revealing my body as I said “if that is what you desire,
then show me.”
Nodding, she
said “will you help me kneel please, mistress?”
“Of course,”
I said as I helped her to her knees, and she started to kiss my neck and chest,
showing her pleasure...
We now live
in the shack as a threesome – she moved her things in, and is my secretary,
taking care of my correspondence as I write my novels and travel. With my Housekeeper, they serve me willingly,
and serve each other. I allow them this
in my absence, and as a reward in my presence, but I
am their mistress, and they never forget that.
There is
complete trust, complete joy in their service and devotion, and I reward them
for that – as is right and proper. In
fact, as I type this, they are facing each other, in their leather dresses,
their arms round each other, their panel gagged mouths touching as they force
the double headed dildo deeper into each other, the ropes holding them
securely, lost in their love and devotion.
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