A Christmas story told from 2 different points of view. Merry Christmas to my fellow kinksters and thanks for reading my stories. Darla
We relaxed in the evening watching a Christmas movie after a day working on Mistress' seemingly more and more successful business ventures. She had recently returned from a lecture on the west coast where she met her new friends Jane and Sylvia. She told me about Jane being kidnapped and sold to Sylvia. ('Smoking is bad for you' is Jane's story). If I hadn't been caged I would have had an erection listening to Mistress. I have a kidnap fetish as you know from my previous stories and had been after Mistress to tie me up and leave me alone in the house as Jane had been left for Sylvia. She kept refusing, saying it wasn't safe and shouldn't be done.
I watched Macauley Culkin as Kevin frustrate the would be robbers in 'Home Alone' and decided to ask Mistress again to fulfill my fantasy.
"Darla, you know how I feel about that. Things worked out for my new friend Jane but it still wasn't safe. Our Jane has left you alone in her cabin but as we now know, she had cameras and wasn't far away. I know watching this movie has you thinking about it again but I'll point out Kevin is not a crossdressed slut and is definitely not tied up."
"Mistress, I agree in principle but I've never had any problems with your bondage and I'm certainly experienced. You know I can stay tied up for hours. Please! It would be such a fun Christmas present."
"You are incorrigible, you know that. I'll think about it. Let's get some sleep. I've got errands to run tomorrow."
Mistress.
Little does Darla know I had been thinking about her request and had come up with a plan to make it come true. I also had a twist that would make it fun for me. I reviewed my plan as I drifted off to sleep.
Darla.
I fixed our breakfast and chatted with Mistress the next morning.
"Well, did you think about it?"
"Darla, you've worn me down. Just a caution. Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. Dress in your catsuit. No skirt. Locked heels and collar. Get moving before I change my mind."
She didn't have to tell me twice. I did my makeup, hair and nails. I put on my long red Darla Crane wig that I gathered into a pony tail. It wouldn't do to get hair in my eyes without anyone here to help me with it. I climbed into my black catsuit over DD's. I pulled the laces on my under bust corset tight and locked my heels and collar in place. I paused in front of the full length mirror and lit a Winston. Not bad, if I do say so myself. My clit strained against its prison as I thought about what was to come.
"Look at you. Nice job. Maybe I should stay home and fuck you silly. But no, you'll get what you asked for. First let's tighten that corset a bit more. Kidnap victims shouldn't be too comfortable even though I doubt many are corseted, cat suited and wearing 4 inch stilettos. On the other hand, Jane was so you can pretend you were kidnapped from a fetish club when you went out for a smoke. Now your captors are going to sell you on the dark web."
"Thank you for doing this Mistress. I know you have misgivings."
"We'll see if you thank me later Darla. Go pee. If you had an accident I would be really pissed."
I hurried to the bathroom and emptied my bladder. As I walked back into the living room Mistress had what looked like hundreds of feet of coiled rope in her hand as she stood by our low backed chair.
"Last chance to back out Darla. No? I thought not. Hands behind you Missy."
Mistress wrapped turn after turn of soft cotton rope around my palm to palm wrists then cinched them tightly. She placed the knot up high. No chance that I could reach it.
"Sit down. It's bad enough I'm doing this but at least you won't be hopping around as you so love to do."
I sat down with my arms over the chair back. Mistress tied my elbows but not too severely. A bar wrap between them assured that the ropes wouldn't slip but just to be sure she tied them to the chair. She did my ankles, above and below my knees with multiple coils before cinching each tie quite tightly. Then she looped rope above and below my breasts, cinching each side and attaching the harness to the chair. I thought she was finished but no. She threaded rope between my wrists, ran the ends through the loop and brought it under the chair to my ankles. I might as well be glued to the chair.
"That should hold you. Feel free to struggle. I won't be here to see it but it turns me on when you do. I'll wait a bit to make sure nothing goes numb immediately. Cigarette before I go?"
Mistress put a Winston between my fuck me red lips and held the lighter for me. I enjoyed smoking it while I was tied. Another of my seemingly endless fetishes. I finished it and Mistress stubbed it out.
"I've got an idea to make this a bit more fun. I'd ask your opinion but why bother, I'm going to do it anyway."
She unzipped my crotch and used her key to remove my cage. She took a thin cord and wrapped it tightly around the base of my clit behind my ovaries. She twisted the cord and used it to separate my ovaries before tying it off. Now I was erect and would stay that way.
"How cute! I just love the way a tied clit looks. Another added benefit is you won't soak your catsuit with precum. But wait, there's more! I sound like one of those TV salespeople. This was going to be a Christmas present but it will be perfect today."
Mistress went into the bedroom and came back with a small box. She took out a vibrating egg with a clip attached. The clip fit perfectly between my clit and ovaries. It was not coming off.
"You might be wondering what's so special about a vibrator. We've certainly got a collection already. Well this one has a remote function I can control with my phone. Let's see if it works."
She touched her phone and on it came.
"Cool. Not only can I turn it on and off but I can also control the strength. I'm going to randomly turn it on while I'm gone just to keep you on edge. I have to admit despite my hesitation about this whole deal the thought of you tied up and me remotely vibing you is kind of sexy. Here's your challenge. Don't cum and when I get home I'll give you a good fucking. You should be all hot and bothered by then. Understand?"
I nodded that I did.
"One last check. Everything ok baby? Nothing numb? Good. I'll be back soon or maybe not. If I was kind, I'd turn the TV on for you but not today. I know you love being gagged but not this time. That really would not be safe. Maybe when I get back. Bye now."
"Thank you Mistress".
"I hope you enjoy your fantasy baby. Have fun".
She gathered her purse, walked out and closed the door. I was truly alone. I wriggled a bit but didn't bother to struggle much. Suddenly the vibrator sprang to life. It definitely worked.
Well I had gotten what I wanted. Tied up and left alone. It was a bit strange knowing that Mistress wasn't in the next room if I needed her but it was undeniably exciting. I felt like a true damsel in distress, a scene straight out of some of my favorite movies and TV shows.
I imagined my kidnappers, bad girls of course, tying me up and leaving to collect my ransom. They would turn as they left, 'Go ahead and scream, no one can hear you'. If it was a real kidnapping I would probably be tied with torn bedsheets, lying on a dirty mattress in an abandoned warehouse instead of expertly bound by Mistress. But hey, it's a fantasy.
Just then Mistress turned the vibrator on low and I tried to suppress my sexy thoughts. Following up my kidnap fantasy with a sexy woman fucking me would be perfect. I leaned back into the chair and enjoyed the ropes.
Mistress.
What Darla doesn't know is that I did place tiny cameras in the house. I watched on my phone as the vibrator kicked in. As for my errands, a little fib. I drove out of the driveway and pulled into our next door neighbor Betty's house.
I rang the bell and Betty answered.
"Thanks for having me over Betty."
"Of course, we haven't visited in an age. Come in. I just opened a bottle of wine. I'll pour you a glass. Then you've got to tell me what's going on with Darla. It sounds like such fun."
I had told Betty a little about Darla's request when I arranged to visit. Betty lit a Winston, a habit she acquired from Darla. I reached into my purse and realized I had left my VS's at the house. I lit one of hers, took a sip of wine and showed Betty my phone as I explained Darla's request and my little fibs to make it come true.
"Mistress, that is so diabolically clever. I love it. Particularly the remote vibrator. I've simply got to have one. I'd love to torture my boyfriend Frank like that. I'll tie him up and torment him from another room in the house. And you say it also has a random function?"
"Yes it does. You can turn it on and forget it."
"That would be perfect to keep him happy while I get a few things done. He does get a bit eager sometimes."
"Betty I still can't believe Darla and I thought you were so prim and proper when we first met. You're as bad as she is and that's saying something."
"Well I have you and Darla to thank for that and I mean it sincerely. I can't imagine a life without my fetishes and fantasies."
"You have to promise you won't tell Darla about the cameras. If you do I might have to tie you up and torture you."
"I've got a better idea Mistress. I'll tell her if you don't tie me up. Frank has been busy with work and I haven't been properly tied forever."
"I take it back Betty. You're even worse than Darla. Go get the rope."
I tied Betty's hands behind her then wrapped her ankles and above the knees. I pinned her arms to her chest and voila, another damsel in distress. I gave her a sip of wine and lit a cigarette for her. All this time I paused every now and then to give Darla a jolt from the vibrator. Now I had two tied up sluts to deal with. I swear, a woman's work is never done!
Darla.
Well I'm still here and definitely still tied up.
I don't know for sure how long Mistress has been gone. She positioned the chair so I couldn't even see the clock. On purpose, I'm sure. I do wish she'd left the TV on but I guess real kidnappers wouldn't. I did have an erection thanks to her clit bondage and periodic vibrations courtesy of the absent Mistress. I wondered how long she would leave me alone. A real kidnap victim would have no idea when their captors would return and neither did I. I wouldn't ever want to be in real jeopardy but I did love the kidnapping fantasy. Oops, there goes the vibrator again.
Mistress.
"Well Betty. It looks like Darla is holding up well. She hasn't cum yet but I do plan to make it more challenging for her a bit later."
"I don't know how you keep coming up with these tortures for Darla. I know she loves it. By the way, thanks again for letting me learn how to peg using Darla. Frank can't get enough. I'm getting more and more dominant in our relationship."
"I love to hear about female led relationships. You go girl!"
"I do still love to be tied up myself. Thanks for helping me out."
"Just remember, you can't tell Darla. Keep quiet and I'll tie you up whenever you want. It's not like I don't enjoy doing it. Let me give Darla a little jolt."
"I'm jealous that Darla is getting vibed."
"In that case, I'll be right back. I've got an extra camera in my purse. I'll keep an eye on you. I won't be a minute."
