The best part of my job was the uniqueness of each client, I was always being challenged and I thrived from the excitement. Three weeks ago I had been contacted by a client I'd met with once before, telling me he would be visiting town for business, but his wife was joining him this time. Why would he tell me this you might wonder? Well he had a different kind of meeting in mind. I had been looking forward to this booking ever since he made it, and the day had finally come.
I carefully selected the items I'd be needing and packed them into my briefcase. First, I packed multiple lengths of nylon rope, some wrist and ankle cuffs, a blind fold, nipple clamps, a feather tickler, and a spanking paddle. These were the essentials I required when introducing beginners to bondage. I also packed a wand vibrator, a slim butt plug, and my favourite cherry lube. Neil was slightly younger than my typical clients, somewhere in his late thirties. Neil was a pleasant man, well mannered, genuine smile, and very gentle in the bedroom. This made me very eager to meet his wife, I wondered what her personality would be like and I was very keen to give her a different kind of sexual pleasure than she would experience with Neil.
I slipped into a sleek black dress, with the outline of my nipples clearly visible against the soft material. I matched my dress with an elegant pair of black heels, applied my most seductive shade of red lipstick and exited my apartment. Inside the cab, I was buzzing with anticipation as I re-read Neil's specific instructions. He knew exactly what he had fantasized about, and it was up to me to bring his fantasy to life. I walked down the long passageway until I reached door number thirty-two. After reaching into my bag I carefully tied a black satin mask over my face, retrieved my pocketknife, and carefully lifted the handle to the door. It was show time.
Firmly I kicked open the door, storming inside with the knife in the air.
'Sir, step away from your wife and sit in that chair with your arms up, and no one will get hurt!' I ordered.
'Who are you? What do you want?' He pleaded.
'Sit down and shut up!' I demanded, briskly moving towards him, the knife now just centimeters from his neck.
Nervously he sat down, his eyes shooting desperately between me and his wife.
'Pp-lease don't touch her,' he stuttered, his eyes wide with fear.
This guy's acting was almost convincing, he had really committed to his role. I'd managed a brief glance at his wife, and wow she was gorgeous. She had shoulder length reddish hair, which was loosely curled, a stare that looked innocent yet made you not want to look away, and a strap from her pink night dress had slipped off her shoulder, completely revealing one of her very large and undeniably perfect breasts. The kind of breasts that fill your hands generously, with nipples so tempting to bite, they nearly distracted me from my role. Moisture rapidly grew between my legs, a tingling sensation reminding my swelling clitoris what it was in for.
'Don't speak, just watch!' I sneered, acting irritated.
Using a length of the nylon rope I secured his arms to the chair, followed by his ankles. I smirked as he wriggled, testing to see if he could escape. I was excellent at tying knots, so I was confident he wasn't going anywhere.
'Don't worry your pretty little face, do exactly as I say, and you and your husband won't get hurt,' I cautioned, exploring every inch of his wife's voluptuous body with my eyes.
'Now get on your knees and face the bed,' I instructed her.
She obliged, quickly kneeling in front of the bed. I fastened the wrist cuffs in place so that her arms were secured behind her back. I pushed her onto the bed, one hand holding her head down on the bed while the other lifted her night dress up, revealing her lace panties, as she gasped in response.
'Spread your legs apart!' I demanded, using my foot to guide her legs further apart.
'Leave her alone!' Neil shouted.
'Hmm, I think you are going to be too loud and interrupt my valuable time with your wife, I might have to do something about that,' I retorted, turning to him wryly.
Vigorously I tugged at his wife's panties, removing them before shoving them firmly into his mouth, muffling his attempts to speak.
'That's much better. And what a pretty pussy your wife has, should I have some fun with it?' I asked, teasing him.
'What is your name?' I asked, firmly slapping her ass which made her jump in surprise.
"Maria' she replied, her breathing already growing fast.