Ellie hummed happily to herself as she danced around the kitchen, preparing dinner for her visitor. She pictured Ben in the next room, naked and locked in prisoner transport shackles. Those chains were so fucking sexy as they turned her gorgeous man into her helpless prisoner. Without the keys, he could do nothing more than hobble around and obey her command. His beautiful eyes would follow her every move and focus on nothing but her and her body. Just one word and he would go down on her or make love or kiss and worship any part of her body. 'Oh fuck', she had to finish cooking and get back to him quickly.
Ben had given up trying to escape from the shackles and was now looking out through the grille that covered the small open window. The humid air was blowing in as the storm clouds gathered. After spending time with Ellie, the outside world seemed a long way away. He turned around to see Ellie slink back into the lounge in her short fitted red dress.
"I can't help but think you're overdressed," he smiled.
"Really?"
Ellie gave him the benefit of a twirl that lifted her dress to reveal her underwear.
"Then unzip me if you like."
Ellie twirled again, this time finishing with her back to him, her long red hair in its ponytail brushing across his face. As tempting as it was to strip naked, the soft fabric of the dress felt sexy against her skin and its skimpy cut meant that Ben's lips still had access to all important areas.
She stood with her back to him knowing that there was no way he could extract her from her dress without unzipping her, and the zip started far too high for his manacled hands to reach. But suddenly she felt the tight fabric loosen around her body, releasing and revealing her breasts. By the time she reacted, she was fully unzipped and Ben was using his hands to ease the soft fabric off her body.
"You used your mouth!" she exclaimed as if cheated, now naked other than for the tiniest of panties.
"You're really beautiful with nothing on," Ben said with feeling as he hobbled over to kiss her.
Ellie kissed him reluctantly, a little annoyed by how easily her manacled man had stripped her of her clothes. She indulged him for a few moments before ending the kiss and pulling a pair of handcuffs from her handbag.
"You carry them with you at all times?" Ben asked, still buoyed by his victory.
"Yes..."
"Unfortunately I'm already wearing some," he said rattling his hands and feet.
"Oh really?"
With her lips pursed and a determined look on her face, Ellie grabbed Ben's balls and held them firmly in her fist.
"What are you doing?"
She then placed one end of the handcuffs around the base of his balls and cock and slowly started to ratchet it closed.
"No, no Ellie!" he begged, his victory now seeming a long way away.
She squeezed harder with the click... click... click... sound testament to how tightly she was locking the cuff around his balls, "Opps..." She continued to tighten the cuff until there was no possible way his balls and cock could ever be pulled out. Their lips were one again touching, now with ten times the intensity.
Ellie took the free end of the cuffs that now dangled from Ben's balls and used it to lead Ben over to the sofa, "On your knees darling," she breathed as she pulled him down and locked the other side of the handcuffs to the metal frame on the front of the sofa.
"Oh fuck Ellie, this is too sexy... let's do it."
"Sure darling, just come over here..." her voice was soft and betrayed arousal.
The sight of her naked body fooled his brain and he tried to edge closer. There was a clatter of steel on steel and his cock and balls stretched as far as they would go. He used his manacled hands and managed to move the sofa a few inches closer to the naked woman.
Progress was slow, literally 'painfully' slow and was he barely any closer when Ellie picked up the red dress and eased and wriggled herself back inside and stretched and turned to zip herself back in. Then progress got even slower as Ellie sat down on the arm of the sofa.
"Try to move the sofa with me on it," she teased, brushing his thick dark hair out of his eyes.
Ben laughed out loud in frustration and buried his face into Ellie's lap, his face submerged in the soft red fabric that hid her body from view.
"Pull darling, I want to see what happens to your cock."
With Ellie sitting on the sofa he had no chance of moving it, but still he pulled against the cuff, stretching his balls from his body. Ellie watched with excitement at his hopeless attempt to pull free and the way the fingers of his manacled hands desperately tried to squeeze his balls back through the cuff and to freedom.
"Are they stuck in there?" she asked, her legs opening and one foot now resting up on the sofa exposing the scented world beneath her dress.
"I can do this," he panted, pulling harder as the steel cuff pulled and bit into his balls.
"Good... I can't wait to see your impressive manhood escape from my handcuffs," she breathed, pulling her dress further and further up her thighs.
Ben was no closer to escaping and now had a huge erection, "Okay, I need the key," he conceded as he tried to fight off the attention of Ellie's bare feet on his cock.
"I have an idea!" Ellie exclaimed, jumping up and darting out of the room and returning seconds later with a pair of her faded blue jeans.
"Fuck Ellie, you should be wearing fewer clothes, not more!" Ben cried as she stepped into the jeans and pulled them up.
"Really?"
With the tight jeans now just below her butt, Ellie took the keys that had been between her fingers and dropped them into the crotch of her pink underwear. The keys now safely in the confines of panties, she eased the denim up and over her butt, hopping a little to force the high waisted jeans up and over her hips and into place.
"Okay, what were those keys for?" Ben asked warily, his cock having given up the battle with Ellie's sofa.
"They're for the handcuffs around your balls and this padlock," Ellie replied, having achieving the seemingly impossible task of zipping and buttoning the size 8 jeans around her waist. She then looped the small padlock around both the popper at the front of her jeans and the zip, effectively locking herself into her jeans.
The tight jeans seemed to hug her from all directions and the feel of the denim, together with the fact that the key to unlock them was somewhere deep inside, was playing tricks with Ellie's mind and she responded by running her hands over her own body.
"Maybe I didn't think this one through," she breathed excitedly, massaging herself through the soft, wore material.
"And I guess I stay chained up by the cock until you find a way out of your jeans!"
"Mmm... guess so."
Out of modesty, Ellie slipped a white tee shirt over her bare breasts and walked over to her where her tethered man was kneeling.
"You're good at finding a way into girl's pants," she breathed, pushing Ben's face against her crotch and thrusting forward against him, "Maybe you can bite, or kiss or lick your way inside?" she continued, already aroused by her self imposed chastity.
"Girls don't usually padlock themselves into their jeans," Ben panted, his erect cock bobbing rather hopefully between his legs.
"Guess not... but this girl has."
Ben kissed the seam that ran up between her legs and in return Ellie steadied herself against Ben's body and used one foot to crush his erect cock against the sofa. Ben quickly climaxed, followed by Ellie who then flopped down on the sofa and rested her legs up on Ben's shoulders.
"Mmm, that was fun," she half panted, half laughed, "but it didn't get the key out... I think it likes it in there."
"Such modesty," Ben replied, looking down at his cock, which even in its relaxed state was very much chained.
"Oh you disagree that it's nice inside there?" Ellie giggled, pointing between her legs.
"I didn't say that..."
"Good, then I'll leave you to play with yourself and figure out a way to get out of those cuffs," Ellie announced, standing up and walking back to the kitchen.
