Just a little make-believe-fantasy I hope you enjoy!
Beth had spent all evening at the mall, looking through the stores, taking in a movie, and hanging out at the food court. When she'd come across friends, she'd hang out with them, until they left.
Now, with the mall closed, she's standing inside the bus stop shelter, glad to be out of the rain, and checking her reflection in the glass. She tosses her head, and pushes her long, straight, red hair behind her shoulders. She straightens her tan cropped top, and adjusts the red belt in her, black, baggy, cargo shorts. Lastly, she looks down at her black, high top sneakers, to make sure the shoestrings are still tied.
She turns her slender, 5'6" frame, side to side, pleased with her long thin legs , and firm B cup tits that hold her top away from her body, with her nipples making their own tiny bulges in the fabric.
She's about to sit down on the bench when a car pulls up, with the passenger window down.
"Beth, can I give you a ride somewhere?"
She immediately recognizes the voice as her senior year math teacher, Mr. Delton. "No. I'm ok."
He puts the car in park. "The rains only going to get worse, and the buses always run late in the rain."
A big gust of wind blows through the shelter, bringing rain with it. She crosses her arms, her hair blowing wildly. "I'm good. I'm not in a rush to get home, anyway."
Suddenly there's a bright flash, followed by a loud boom of thunder, causing Beth to jump and cross her arms tighter.
He laughs. "Are you sure?"
Beth quickly makes her way to the car, and gets in. "I guess I can take a ride."
He puts the car in drive and pulls away from the curb. He drives across the empty parking lot. "So, how's it feel to have graduated, and be an adult now?"
She puts her window up. "It feels good."
He glances at her. "Where can I drop you off, since you don't seem to want to go home?"
She pulls a bag from under her, that she'd sat on when she got into the car. "I don't know, anyplace that's open."
He glances at her again, this time his eyes going directly to her legs. "I don't think anyplace is open around here." He turns his attention back to the driving.
Beth pulls a couple magazines from the bag. "These are bondage magazines." She starts slowly thumbing through one of the magazines.
He nods. "Yes they are."
She continues looking through the magazine, studying each picture.
He starts driving toward the exit. "Does bondage interest you?"
She turns the magazine sideways when she gets to the pullout poster in the center. "Some, I guess. I've never done it, but I've seen videos and pictures online."
Before leaving the mall parking lot, he stops under one of the lights, and turns to her. "Why don't you want to go home?"
She takes a big breath. "My dad, and his new girlfriend left today for a two week cruise. He didn't want me to go, since she's not into kids." She looks out the window. "He never wants to do anything with me." She looks back at the magazine. "Anyway, my house is kind of scarry when I'm alone there, and it's worse in a storm." She looks at him. "There's woods in the back of my house, and I hate how the trees move around in a storm."
He thinks for a moment. "What about your mom."
Beth shrugs, and returns to the magazine. "She remarried some guy, and moved to somewhere in California...or Arizona...somewhere, I'm not sure where."
He turns to her. "Since the malls closed, and we don't know of any place that's open, why don't we go by your house, so you can pick up a few things, and you come hang out at my house for the night?"
She looks around. "I don't know."
Again, there's a flash of light, followed by a loud boom, causing her body to tense up.
He puts the car in drive. "The storms supposed to be over before morning, I can take you home then..." , He smiles at her. "...and I have a pool."
She tries not to sound too excited about the pool. "That'd be cool."
After watching her open the other magazine, he pulls out of the parking lot, into the road. "Yeah...cool."
When they get to Beths house he waits in the car, while she gets her things.
Ten minutes later they're pulling into the driveway of his house. He uses the remote to open the garage door, drives in, and closes the garage door behind them.
He opens his door. "We're here." He takes her small suitcase from the trunk.
Beth puts the magazines back into the bag, and follows him inside. "Wow, Mr. Delton, you have a huge house!"
He places her suitcase at the bottom of the stairs, and hangs his windbreaker over one of the dining room chairs. "Sometimes I think it's too big."
She puts the bag down on the dining room table, and walks over to the large window overlooking the backyard. When she looks outside, she can see the pool in the outside floodlights mounted on the back of the house. She puts both hands on the window. "I can't wait to go swimming."
He points to the kitchen. "Feel free to get something to eat, if you're hungry."
She yawns, and shakes her head. "I ate at the mall, before it closed."
He picks up her suitcase. "Then, I'll show you your room."
He leads her up the stairs, and to one of the bedrooms. He places her suitcase onto the bed. "Here you go."
She looks around the room. "This is bigger than my dads bedroom!" Inside the room is a bed, a desk, with a mirror and chair, a dresser, a full length mirror, and a large TV. "This is awesome!"
He leans against the dresser. "It was my nieces room when she'd visit, but she's married now, to a man in the military, who's stationed overseas and travels around a lot." He stands in the doorway to the room. "You can use the closet and dresser, the bathroom's down the hall." He walks into the hallway. "My bedrooms downstairs, get me if you need anything."
She nods. "Ok."
He smiles, and goes down the hall.
Beth unpacks her suitcase onto the bed. She carries the things she wants to hang into the walk in closet, where she finds several items already there. She hangs her things, then looks through the clothes that were left, finding a couple sheer blouses, a sheer, black babydoll nightie, and a few, more 'normal' pieces hanging from the rods. On the back of the door is a really short robe.
The things she puts in the dresser, only fill the top two drawers. In the third drawer she finds various kinds of bras and panties. She picks up a sheer bra, surprised at the holes where it appears her nipples would be exposed. She puts the bra back in the drawer, and takes out a pantie, and puts her finger through the large hole in the seat. She whispers. "No way!"
She puts the pantie back, and opens the bottom drawer. Inside, to one side, are a white string bikini, and a red one piece that's shaped like a 'V', with a deep plunging front, and a string up the back that fits like a thong, then splits into two strings that continue up the back, one on each side, until they connect with the front at the shoulders.
On the other side of the drawer are a bondage catalog, four red leather cuffs, and some chrome chains. She sits on the bed holding two of the cuffs. She whispers to herself ."She must've been into bondage too."
After taking her makeup and laptop out of the suitcase, and putting them on the desk, she puts her suitcase in the closet, and wearing just her cropped top and pantie, crawls into bed. She barely has time to pull the covers over herself, before falling asleep.
In the morning Beth is spread eagle under the covers, and staring at the ceiling, when she decides to check out the pool. She slides off the bed and pulls the two bathing suits from the dresser. As fascinated as she is by the red one, she tosses it back into the drawer. It takes her several time to get the bottom of the bikini tied on evenly, since it has ties on both sides. Once it's on, Beth grabs a towel from the bathroom and rushes down to the first floor. Discovering Mr. Deltons bedroom door is still closed, she decides he's still asleep, and goes down to the basement.
Before going out the sliding door to the backyard, she stops. She's shocked to see all the bondage furniture in the room. There are several metal racks, and two tables, one normal height, and one knee high, and everything with red leather, padded inserts.
There are also several chairs in the room, a poker table, a bar with stools, two dressers, a camera on a stand, a large TV on a rolling stand, and miscellaneous items hanging from the walls. She slowly walks over to the lower table, with a rack on top that's designed to keep the user on their hands and knees, and red leather cuffs chained to rings on the rack at the four corners.
Overtaken by curiosity, she climbs onto the rack, and wanting to get an idea of how it feels, she kneels, reaches behind her, and clumsily puts a cuff on each ankle. She leans forward, her hips resting on a bar shaped like a 'T', with the bottom of it attached to the bottom of the rack, with her hands on the table, and tries to move her ankles.
With her ankles cuffed securely, she uses one hand to cuff her other wrist. Once that wrist is cuffed, she tries to cuff her other wrist, but with only that hand to use, it's impossible. "Ugh...Damn it!"
"You'll never get that cuff on."
Beth quickly looks over her shoulder, and sees Mr. Delton, dressed in a t-shirt, swim trunks, and flip flops. "I'm sorry!" She starts to uncuff her wrist. "I just wanted to see what it feels like!"
He laughs. "That's normal." He tosses the towel he's carrying onto the other table. "When you weren't in your room, I figured you'd be on your way to the pool." He leans down and gently grabs the wrist of her free hand, and with a little force, pulls it to the unused cuff. "If you don't find out now, you'll always wonder." He quickly cuffs her free hand. "How's it feel?"
She tries moving her arms and legs. "I can barely move anything."
He slides his hand along her back. "That just means we did it right."
He walks to one of the dressers, and take something out. When he returns he's holding a gag. "Open wide, sweetie." When he holds the gag in front of her, it's shape is a ball, with a three inch, thick cock molded to one side.
Beth shakes her head. "No, sir...I...I want to get up now!" She pulls at her cuffs, but can't move.
