Dave sits across from Belinda and tells her she is beautiful. He pulls her head towards his and gives her a deep kiss, his tongue reaching far inside her mouth as if searching for something he has lost. Belinda feels light-headed and helpless to resist. While still holding her mouth against his, Dave reaches for her hands and ties them together quickly behind her with a length of rope he had been hiding in his lap. He tells her not to worry, he isn't going to hurt her, then leans down, pulling more rope from under the chair. He ties each of her ankles to the chair's legs. Belinda starts to kick but Dave is quick and sure with his knots, faster than she can exert herself against him.
Belinda yells at him to Stop right now! This is ridiculous! You can't treat me this way! Dave looks at her coldly. Who says? I'm the one in control. YOU can't do anything about it. Belinda realizes that she can't talk herself out of this. She's not sure what in the hell is going on, like, what game is this? What are you doing? she asks/pleads with Dave. He answers, We are going to play Slave and Master. You have tried to run away and now you must be tied up and punished. If you don't do what I say, then there will be consequences.
I'll scream, Belinda says. Go ahead - see what happens. Her scream gets cut short. He has jammed a pair of her old panties inside her mouth then wraps plastic wrap around her head several times, pressing it tightly. Belinda can make noise but not scream. She starts rocking herself back and forth in the chair. He forbids her but she doesn't stop. Dave rips her dress off roughly and slaps her tits. I told you there would be consequences!
Belinda feels a ripple of fear at being in such a submissive situation. He really CAN do anything he wants. Dave tells her that slaves have to be tied up and they have to obey their master. She tries to close her legs a little. He responds by tying a rope around each of her knees and attaching the ends under the chair to her tied hands. This pulls her legs even farther apart.
Belinda squeezes her eyes shut, feeling tears of shame come to them. He notices and gently wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes saying, I'm sorry, Baby, don't cry, I'm not gonna hurt you, this is for your own good. She squeezes out more tears, then breathes a deep sigh and nods her head. That's a good girl, he says. For that, I will let you know that what I'm going to do next will please me very much.
