Part 2
The next afternoon they met in town after work. She was wearing an long skirt
and a blazer. They embraced kissed and he looked at her. She wore against her
announcement the evening before, the anklet also a necklace and a bracelet both
golden . She smiled a little shyly when she noticed his look.
She looked into his eyes and asked " Does that make me your slave?" She wanted
to sound humorous also there was a kernel of truth in it.
He looked back at her " Do you want to be?"
She looked down taken aback by her own courage, "Rather your beloved and
respected toy"
He didn't answer just took her in his arms.
Arm in arm they walked down the main street with its shops.
" What would you like your toy to wear? She asked, she still couldn't believe
what she was doing. Nobody knowing her would believe that.
Firming his embrace he answered, and she sensed his hesitation, " Something
see-through".
She smiled having more or less anticipated and feared the answer.
He steered towards a boutique. Where they rummaged the place. Finally he held up
a black thin blouse and smiled.
She went to change. In the cabin she looked at herself. Her black bra was
clearly visible under the blouse. She peered outside and indicated to him that
she had changed not daring to step outside. He came to take a look. "Great was
all he could say"
"I cannot go outside like this" she said.
He smiled, "you can with the blazer over it"
She was reluctant but complied after she had assured herself in the mirror.
Outside walking home together he pressed her firmly to his side, she enjoying
his closeness.
He whispered in her ear" In the future, when we are alone, without bra" giving
her a loving smile. She couldn't answer, imagining her firm middle sized breasts
under this blouse.
At home she excused herself to the bathroom. There she took off the bra.
Wondering what she was doing. Also she felt that it was ok and the right thing
to do not knowing what all of this was leading to. But for the moment it was ok.
She put on the blouse. Looking at herself in the mirror. Her breasts were
visible underneath and she even felt a sudden pride looking at herself.
She went outside he was sitting in the living room some classic musik was
playing. He admired her when she entered got up and embraced her. Kissing her
his hands caressed her buttocks. Then he stepped back. Looking her over again.
To his extreme delight he saw that she had already crossed her wrists behind her
back. Standing there smiling at him. He took the clue, and tied her arms with a
rope he produced from under a cushion.
He whispered " I love you" taking her in his arms kissing her tenderly.
She stayed like this all afternoon. Enjoying his attention he gave to her. Also
enjoying that he did everything.
When he prepared dinner she stood beside him her hands still tied. Watching him,
when he took her into his arms slowly reaching under her skirt. His tender hand
caressing her inner thighs slowly pulling down her slip. He started to cares
her. Finding her clit he stroked it longingly. Whispering in her ear
" Maybe you should omit the slips in the future"
She started to moan when one of his fingers entered her slowly circling within
her.
She whispered " Please take me"
He took her up sat her on the edge of the kitchen table. Lifted the skirt a
little. Then while kissing her he opened his trousers. And slowly entered her.
His hands were all over her. He moved faster the table starting to creak. She
could only feel him inside her tied hands her inability to do much. Then she
came with a loud cry.
He held her in his arms gently stroking. Allowing her to rest.
Finally he sat her on the couch in the living room. The blouse was wet from
sweat clung to her body and so revealed even more of what was inside.
He looked at her. " I guess you need a rest while I finish dinner. He produced
another rope wound it around her ankles. She looked at him, still recovering
from her orgasm, feeling and testing the rope around her ankles. He went back to
the kitchen.
She tried to free herself less out of the wish to get free more to get the
feeling of being completely bound.
He didn't release her until late that evening.
