She wasn't supposed to be there. She was supposed to be at work. She wasn't supposed to be at his house. But she was.
She showed up at his place early in the morning. She was wearing the dark blue scrubs she wears for work everyday. Her long brown hair hung down over her shoulders. She was beautiful. She stood in his doorway as a chill ran over her from the cold morning air. She seemed so vulnerable.
He told her how pretty she looked. He finds her irresistible in her scrubs. They are like lingerie for him. But then, he thinks she looks gorgeous in anything she wears, because she does.
Without saying a word, he pulled her out of the doorway, towards him, his arm around her waist. They kissed deeply and passionately. He grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her. She jumped up slightly into his arms. He carried her to the couch where they continued to kiss. She pulled away to tell him that she brought something to change into. She asked if he'd prepared for the day they had planned. He had. She went to the bathroom to change as he went upstairs to get everything ready.
In the days leading up to this he had been busy. He purchased wrist and ankle cuffs online. He found plans for, and made, pvc spreader bars. (He didn't even know that spreader bars were called "spreader bars" until he looked for those plans online. The sole purpose of these bars are to restrain a person, literally spreading thier arms or legs open. Of course they can also be used in other ways too. They are so simple, but so complex at the same time.) He had placed ropes with special knots in them under his bed to tie restraints to. He had practiced tying knots, something he has a natural affinity for. He learned special knots that he could tie very tight around her arms and legs that wouldn't cut off her circulation. He had placed a mirror in a strategic place too, because he knows how much she likes to watch herself as she gets fucked. He had put together a special mix of music for the day. and he had new batteries in his camera. Yes, he was ready for this.
As he put the last few touches together, and just as he hit play on the music, she walked upstairs. As well as he knows her, she knows him just as well if not better. She was wearing the classic school girl outfit. She had put her hair up in pigtails. She wore a lacey white, button up shirt and a very, very short plaid skirt. She had thigh-high white, lacey socks on, and chunky black shoes with a 4 inch heel. He was at a loss for words just looking at her.
He walked over to her and took her by the hand. He told her how amazingly hot she was as he wrapped a rope around her wrist and tied it off. She didn't say a word. He told her that he was going to tie her up as he tied a rope around her other wrist. She didn't say a word. He told her that he was going to tie her to his bed as he wrapped wrist cuffs around he slender upper arms. She didn't say a word. He walked behind her, swept the hair from her shoulder as he kissed her neck and attached the wrist cuffs to a short spreader bar behind her. She didn't say a word.
He walked her over to the bed. She climbed up onto it. She was on her knees as he saw that she was wearing small white panties. This turned him on even more. His dick was already hard, he could feel it swell even more at the sight of her firm ass in those panties under that tiny skirt.
He climbed onto the bed with her, laying her down on her stomach. He wrapped restraints around her ankles, then attached those to longer spreader bar. Then he tied the ends of both spreader bars off to the ropes under his bed. Finally, he tied the center of the spreader bar at her ankles to the center of the one tying her arms behind her back forcing her to arch backwards. She was quite the sight to see. He stood up and told her what she looked like. He took a picture of it to show her later. He reached down and lifted her skirt, and unbuttoned her shirt. He took pictures along the way. She has smallish tits, a "B" cup. They are perfect to him.