Sally was high and horny. She had been smoking pot all day, waiting around, watching TV with nothing to do. She was a sophomore in college and it was Christmas break. Last year she had gone to Florida, but this year she did not have the money.
She certainly did not want to go home so the thought that she would hang around campus. She did not realize just how dead it would be, however. Hardly anyone was around.
On of those who was around was Joe, a senior who lived across the hall from her and the object of her horniness. He was dreamy and she had flirted with him all year. He had a bitchy girlfriend, Betty, who could tell how Sally felt and the animosity between them was obvious. It even carried into other campus activities that both of them were involved in.
Joe had told Sally in passing that his girlfriend had gone home for break, so she thought that this might be her chance. Joe had been over at his fraternity, probably drinking with the guys. Maybe they were watching porno flicks, Sally thought. She would throw herself at him this time.
They lived in a converted three-story townhouse, with two apartments on each floor. She knew that her and Joe were the only ones left in the building for the rest of the week.
At about 11PM she took off all of her clothes and went out into the hallway. At the top of the steps the banister continued down the hall from the steps and overlooked the stairwell. He looked like he would like kinky.
She brought handcuffs with her and hooked one to the banister. She knelt down and spread her arms wide. She hooked the other handcuff to another point on the banister which, when she cuffed them to her hands would extend her arms to their maximum span. With her head spinning, as much from the horniness as the pot, she cuffed her left hand to one cuff. With her right hand she felt the keys on the chain around her neck and reached to the other cuff. With her only thoughts being of Joe and sex, she cuffed her right hand to the other cuff.
What a sight she was. Totally naked but for the handcuffs and the chain with the keys around her neck. Her nipples rock hard. Her vagina almost dripping. Her heart beating so fast that she thought it could probably be heard outside.
Kneeling in the hall outside of her and Joe's rooms, her arms pulled wide by the handcuffs attached to the banister and the key where she could not reach it. It did not take her long to start to think that maybe this was not the best idea. After about a half hour, she wondered when he would be back.
Another logical question would be if he would be back. He could stay at the fraternity overnight. He could stay somewhere else. What if he came back with a date? What if he came back with a group of guys from the frat? What if he was too drunk?
What if he was not interested in her? How humiliating would that be? How humiliating would any of this be if it did not work out how she fantisized? What if he just ignored her and did not let her loose? Even if he did not appreciate her gesture, he would certainly be enough of a gentlemen to let her go. Wouldn't he?
There was not much she could do at this point. She was naked and helpless. She had seen to that. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became and the more naked she felt. Her arms would tug on the cuffs, but they would not budge until someone took the keys from around her neck and released her from her self-imposed bondage.
About midnight (which seemed like many hours to Sally) she heard the door to the apartment open downstairs. She held her breath as she heard the footsteps coming up the steps. At least they seemed to be only one person. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, she could sense Joe behind her. She didn't turn around, but he paused and did not say anything.
After a few moments, he continued up. He turned the corner and paused in front of her, looking at her with a drunken grin on his face. "Well Sally," he said, "It's nice to SEE you." "It's nice to see you" she replied shyly. "Did you do this for me?" he said. "I thought you might like it" she said as she looked down at the floor.
Joe didn't waste any more time. He quickly opened up his pants, zipped them down and revealed a raging hard on. He walked up to her and grabbed her hair near her ears. Sally couldn't wait for what was coming. She opened wide and he speared her mouth with his member.
She heard him grunt out "Suck it good, slut." She did what she was told. She sucked like she never had before. He gave it an in and out motion and she worked her tongue all over it. Her helplessness and vunerability made her hotter. She had never been naked someplace like this, let alone handcuffed.
She could picture the scene in her mind. She got hotter when she thought about other scenes, of multiple guys, one after the other using her mouth. She was bought back to reality when his cum spurted into her mouth. Joe pushed further than he had before. She did not like to have her lovers cum in her mouth, let alone swollow, but there was not much that she could do. Somehow, it seemed appropriate.
"Drink it all, you slut" he said, as if she had a choice. As he softened, he kept it in her mouth, telling her to lick it clean, which she did eagerly at this point. He finally pulled out, hitched up his pants and walked into his apartment, leaving her there.
She was stunned. "Hey, don't leave me here," she called out. He came out and immediately took a picture of her with a camera. "Hey," she said, "No pictures. I did this for you and for now. Now let me go." He snapped two or three more pictures and said, "What are you going to do about it. I can have lots of fun with these.
Again he left. She called out to him again, this time sounding more desperate. "I'll be back, I just have to call a few friends to invite them over," he replied.
Those words took Sally's breath away. The thought was too horrible to even consider as serious. After a few moments, she again called out "Very funny. Now come on and uncuff me." He didn't answer. After some time she called again "Come on, this isn't funny. Let me go." Again she got no answer.
He had left the door open and she heard him say "Remember that goofy girl who lives across the hall from me. Yea, her. Well, when I got back, you'll never guess what I found. . . No. . . No. . . Well, you're getting closer. Check your email for a picture and see if anyone wants to come over. I think I'll see you soon." She couldn't believe her ears.
Again she called out "This isn't funny. Please uncuff me. You're scaring me." She tugged at the cuffs again, but she was going nowhere until Joe unlocked the cuffs. She didn't think he was serious about calling anyone else over, but she was scared. Her heart was beating very fast again.
She kept calling him but he did not respond. About a half hour later, she just about jumped out of her skin when the doorbell rang. He did call his friends, she thought. She tugged frantically again at the immovable cuffs. "No! PLEASE! Don't let anyone up here to see me like this. Please!"
Joe walked past her, ignoring her pleas, and sauntered downstairs. Sally held her breath, hoping against hope that this was a just a joke and no one was going to come up. She heard the voices and footsteps coming up the steps. She tugged frantically at the cuffs, again without success.
