Termyn8or
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This is not even titled yet. I dunno if it's going anywhere or not. But have at it.
And hey, if you think it sucks, tell me that too ........
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It was a Monday, day like any other day, I left my…….that’s Foreigner, and I was surprised they played it on the radio as I drove to the jobsite. A quite nice house in the burbs, another one wanting a media room. We had the room up and the place was no longer a disaster, it was time to start running the cables. The customer had given me the keys and was at work.
I had to use the bathroom, not urgently but I was about to go climbing around almost in the walls so I didn’t want an interruption later. I opened the wrong door.
I didn’t think anyone was in the house but there she was, tied spread eagle to the bed with vibrators in. She saw me and I saw the fear in her eyes. For a short time I said nothing, I bet it was an eternity to her. She couldn’t speak but made a few noises. At this point I had nothing to worry about, there was noone else around. She squirmed and struggled, probably thinking I am some sort of a madman or something. Then I smiled, which didn’t calm her down a bit.
I sat down on the bed next to her and didn’t touch her. She looked scared. Finally I spoke "I seem to have walked into something here". She settled down a bit and I decided to remove her gag. I said "You know I do this sometimes too".
I checked her cuffs and the attaching chains "Pretty damn secure looks like" I said. Even with the gag off she had nothing to say. What the hell would she say anyway ? I could do anything I want and she could not do a damn thing about it anyway. She seemed to notice that I was avoiding touching her. And I think she noticed the bulge in my pants as well. She is a hottie too, but I have morals so there was a difference between what I want to do and what I do at times.
Working for my company you get paid Monday, up till last Friday, my phone rang. "We’re here, where are you ?". I said "Ummmm, rather not say, the paychecks are in my truck, it is not locked, just go to work and give out the checks at lunchtime like I do".
The cuffs she was wearing were special, not the usual cuffs, I had no key for them. She was still silent without the gag. It seems like she relaxed a bit, sort of ready to accept whatever happens to her. In a way I sensed that she sensed that I was not a bad Man or a psycho or anything. I could’ve already raped her and got back to work. No sweat, but I didn’t.
I looked at her and said "So are you going to talk to me or not ?" she said "Sure". I aksed "So I walk in on you like this and you don’t say a word ? Why ?". She said "Because nothing you said asked for a response". Ho boy, a sub ? This might turn out to be a really good day. As our conversation progressed I found out many things. She did this alone, nobody else knew about it, the keys would drop from the ceiling in about an hour, until then there was no way to release her. I thought of things like fire, well at least it is a brick house. I found out her cuffs were Cluejeso or something like that, and you look at these things, forget about cutting. I had never seen them before.
As we talked for that hour I learned a lot about her, she had had a few Doms, but once they found out she has money they always got after that, so she was alone. In this case, like the other times she did this, her fitness to be tied overcame her fear of being discovered. I have money, I don’t need her’s, so maybe something can happen.
The key fell on it’s string and I snatched it up, keeping it from her. I said "You want this, or you want this ?". She quipped "This would be fine". I said "I am not going to allow you to release yourself, I will release you". I proceeded to unlock her cuffs and then I held her. I know what it’s like. And she was horny too. Luckily my emergency rubber was still in my wallet, I boned the snot out of her.
I didn’t get much work done that day, but my crew was at it and sure as shit my phone rang "Where the hell are you ?". "I’d rather not say, what’s up ?". George told me "We got a major hangup here, there is a piece of concrete we can’t get the cables around". Fuckin figures. I had to go figure it out. Damn.
I told her "Why don’t you assume the position", she did. I reattached her to the bed the way I found her, but this time there would be no key dropping, it was in my pocket. We needed a special cement drill so the job was held up. I could’ve went and got one but I couldn’t leave at this point. They had to take my truck to go do another job, and one of the guys left me his car to get home. He asked "What are you doing here ?", I said "Don’t ask".
I went back into that bedroom and said "So how does it feel to think you might be stuck forever ?". She had no response. I was ready again, I didn’t last quite as long as last time but she seemed to enjoy it a lot more tied up. (or is that down ?)
Afterwards I released one of her arms. She wanted this, she wanted me. This is a pretty damn good job, really. Eventually I released her completely and she was all over me. She knew I couldn’t do it again so soon but she stuck to me like glue.
She felt it, it was coming, I started laughing. She was puzzled and asked what was so funny. I said well I just thought of a question for you, and started laughing again. She said "OK what’s this so funny question of your’s ?". I said "What’s your name ?".
After the smoke cleared from that I found out her name is Charlene. She explained she was not loose, and kinda got a kick out the fact that we had sex twice before I knew her name. She is 32 and has just come out of her first divorce. That’s why she is back with her Parents right now. A three year marriage with very little communication, and she said her ex was boring in bed. She had given him hints, like leaving handcuffs out in the bedroom, but he wouldn’t take the bait. They had no kids. And she has enough money that she should never have to work unless she gets real stupid.
But I do, and I had to get back on the job. I gave her my business card and wrote my super secret cellphone number on it, I told her never to give this number out to anyone. Only five people in the world have it, well now six.
She called at bout 8 PM, and we talked. She said those vibes are OK but they do not satisfy her like a real Man. She told me of some more fetishes and we made a date, for her to come to my ‘parlor’. Mwuahahaha.
She arrived in a Lexus, and looking mighty fine I might add. When she got here I locked the door first thing, and then put her in my leather lined stainless steel cuffs. She really likes them, and they will be attached to something a bit later. For now I just used a 75lb. zip tie, tripled around the D rings to keep her hands behind her back. If she can break that I better watch out.
A bit later she proclaimed she had to go to the bathroom. Just a pee, but she needed a bit of help. I helped her off with her shoes and jeans and panties. It was cool watching her pee, and when she was done she expected me to help her back into her jeans etc., but I refused.
After a while she was bitching about the cuffs, but she said because she wanted to put her arms around me. I cut the zip tie, but left the cuffs locked on her wrists.
She was all over me, and then had a good look at the cuffs. She said "These things are incredible, they are so atractive and comfortable, I have never worn anything like this".
Charlene is mine now. We don’t need a marriage. The other day her ex called and she got upset on her phone, I grabbed the phone. I told the dick "OK what is the fucking problem muthafuker ?". She doesn’t want to give him bla bla bla, I barely heard it. Bunch of shit, fighting over furniture and bullshit. I told him "Look, you have issues but if you upset her fucking with her head like this, I am going to come and upset you very badly, and I can do it, and I can get away with it". I told him to be civil because if he decides to not be civil, I will not be civil. That is MY Woman and you fuck with her, you fuck with me. He seems to understand.
I’ve had Charlene for about a month now, and she is special. Our days are pretty normal, but our nights are far from normal. I taught her how to switch and I think she is enjoying it, hopefully not too much.
Later that month I had to hit her ex upside the head. I hit him really hard and caused a minor fracture of his cheekbone. I can hit harder but I figured that was enough. (so did he) I didn’t want to hit him in the jaw, people’s teeth fall out too easily these days and I don’t really want to do that to somebody. I know emotions are involved, so this is what I call a mess. But that day he would not go away. He needed to be stopped. He would not stop, and when he got physical it gave me a reason to clean this mess up in one fell swoop. Which I promptly completed.
Now, Saturdays are our day. Every fourth time she ties me up. So once a month I am relieved of ALL responsibility for a time. I struggle and bark, and she won’t let me loose until I calm down. I let it all out, stress from work, everything, the guy who cut me off on the freeway, all of it. One day I think I might pull a beam right out of the fucking wall. It is fantastic.
She does not fight quite so hard. Let’s face it, she’s a rich bitch. As we talked, the small slice of details I can get is "Well he lived off of me really good for a few years, but I am pretty sure he never loved me" when referreing to her ex. Now I have never taken a dime, and I won’t even let her pay for anything in my presence. I am thankful that we have not been to the Rolls or Mercedes dealerships because you have to draw the line somewhere.
I am successful and have money, but I simply will not throw cars around. I am not a millionaire, she is, I don’t care if she wants a Duesenberg, go ahead, just leave me out of it. Of course I wouldn’t mind driving it onct in a while.
So I got her chained up one night, the basic four poster deal and this time it was strict. No part of her body could touch another. Her nose started itching and she asked if I would scratch, or something. MWUAHAHAHAHA. No way.
Watching her struggle that way turned me on, and I was rock hard. Naked as she, of course she noticed. She stopped struggling. I know what she wants. I put my hand on my member and gave it a couple of strokes. She said "NOOOOO", thinking that I might leave her high and dry. I had before, just sometimes, but not today. That day I left her chained up until she had to go to the bathroom, and by then it was time to eat,,,,something, anything.
I think I’ll keep her.
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Now kill me for this. I am tired. LOL
T
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