This is based on a fantasy I've had for a while. None of it is true and unfortunately I don't have the same anatomy of the character. Hopefully it's still hot for everyone. I'm new to this so let me know if you have any feedback or if you want me to turn this into a series. Enjoy!
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It was a warm summer day, and there was a nice breeze as I walked through the park. I had just gone out for a stroll, so I wasn't wearing anything fancy. I had on a white T-shirt that came down to my belly button, from there a lavender skirt came just around my knees. I'm about 5'5, with a small frame. I've got long, dark hair that goes down to the middle of my back. I'm not the curviest of people but I'm definitely not flat. I was feeling particularly pretty that morning. I had woken up early and heard the birds, I was feeling nice and fresh.
The wind blew my skirt up a bit as I walked, forcing me to stop and readjust.
"Hi there!" a voice said from behind me. I turned to see a man coming towards me with a curious face. "You know, I've lived here for quite a bit and I don't think I've seen you around here before." I looked at the man approaching me. He was tall and lean, but there were definitely some muscles showing through his blue running shirt. I looked up to his intrigued face. He was hot. Clean shaven and handsome.
"Oh I'm just visiting Florida for the summer," I said, "you live close by?"
"Yeah, just a couple blocks down," He looked me up and down, almost studying me. "You know, you're a very pretty girl. Has anyone told you that you could be a model?"
"Uh..." the quick change of subject startled me a bit. "No, not really..."
"Well I have a proposition for you." He pulled out a business card and handed it to me. One side read "Daniel Katz" in black letters, followed by a phone number. On the other side was a silhouette of a woman in handcuffs. Gold lettering read "Chains and Canes Bondage Films" I stared at him, my mouth wide. After a second, though, I began to wonder. He would certainly not be the worst person to be tied up by.
"What, uh... what kind of stuff would we be doing?" I asked hesitantly.
"That is entirely up to you." He said, "I can send you a form to fill out and you can check off all the boxes that you're comfortable with."
"Alright, I'll text you when I get home" I said, still in a little disbelief that I was agreeing to this.
"Alright, I hope to see you again." He said with a smile.