Prologue
"Take your clothes off."
That was the first thing he said to her, just a few hours after she found his personal ad.
Jessica took a slow breath.
She had sent a few horny emails before, it made her hot and wet talking to the meanest looking guy she could especially when they asked her photographs. Posing in her school girl uniform was her ultimate ecstasy. Knowing her slender body could drive men insane with lust.
She steadied her hands then moved them to the buttons of her white cotton blouse.
Partly from nervousness and partly from wanting to tease her very new lover, her hands move slowly as she unbuttons, revealing the centre of her white cotton bra.
A hint of doubt crossed her mind. She could just re button her blouse and walk out the door. That is what most people would do. She knew nothing about him except his appearance and that his name, for their time together, would be sir.
He had a foot on her and at least a hundred pounds of muscle. He could do whatever he liked with her and she couldn't stop him. She was in danger and she knew it.
Her heart was beating hard in her chest as her blouse fell to the floor behind her.
She knew this was a bad idea as her shoulders slipped out of her bra. She dropped her hands to her sides. She looked for his reaction but all she found was an impatient vaguely menacing expression as his eyes danced over her pale b cup breasts and her hard nipples.
She slipped out of her black flats and white cotton socks.
He started walking towards her. She felt a shock of panic and stepped back but he walked past her. She turned to watch him lock the door and slide a deadbolt across.
Jess stood frozen as he pocketed the key.
"Take your clothes off." He reminded her in a more pressing tone.
Jess stepped out of her black skirt and pink panties.
"Put your clothes in the basket" he gestured.
She did as she was told being careful to bend at the knee.
"Come here and kneel in front of me."
She did as she was told resting her face close to his crotch. The bulge in his jeans made her bite her lip.
He moved behind her, putting her hair in tight pigtails.
He pressed a blindfold across her face. It was leather and heavy. He tightened a buckle and she heard a faint sound of scraping metal and a click as he closed a padlock, trapping her in darkness. The cold leather choker slid across her neck. It covered her whole neck from shoulder to chin and forced her chin up and restricted her breathing.
Another padlock clicked. A 'D' of steel looped through the back of the blindfold and the back of the collar, tilting her head back.
"Stand up."
She obeyed him.
He strapped her wrists with thick leather bracelets and locked them in place. Her raised her arms behind her head and padlocked them to her collar.
The lock closing sent a cold shiver through her body. Had she lost it? What was she doing completely helpless in a stranger's house. Then she felt a hot bead of moisture slide down her warm thigh.
Every reason she shouldn't do this was every reason she had to.
A leather belt was strapped and locked above her hips squeezing her firmly. Thick braces held her ankles.
His hands groped curiously over her body, squeezing her tits and ass. Sliding through her wet pussy lips and into her. She moaned softly. He withdrew his hand, his inspection of her body complete.
He attached a leash to her collar.
"Kneel and follow me."
This gave her some difficulty as she slid on her knees on the wooden floor behind him.
"Stop. Sit down."
Reacting to his commands was becoming instinctive.
A back rest rushed up to meet her back. He moved behind her locking her collar to the back rest. Her belt was fastened tight.
He lifted her ankles into a set of stirrups leaving her totally exposed.
The next thing she felt was cold oil on her chest.
She tried to jolt away only to realise just how totally ensnared in his restraints she was. His hands followed the oil warming it and pressing it firmly into her breasts. She moaned loudly and her cheeks flushed with warm blood.
He withdrew his hands and picked the widest leather flogger from the wall. He trailed the leather from her lower leg to her inner thigh. The leather slid up from the base of her pussy, parting her lips and dragging her cum over her clit.
She moaned again and he brought the flogger down hard on her chest.
The dull but heavy thud of the flogger caused her to whimper.
"New rule" he said. "Whenever you make a sound without permission from me, you get punished. Understand?"
Jess nodded.
A second dull thud rippled through her breasts.
"Answer me."
"Yes, sir"
A pause drifted in the air as she realised this was the first time he had heard her voice.
"Good."
