Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, especially towards the end of this story. it might appear that i've drifted back into one of my old bad habits, overuse of CAPITALS. However, as my use of them here, is in the form of sharp and loud commands, in the sort of style that demands no disobedience at all! Therefore i do believe my use of upper case here is appropriate. You, of course, are perfectly entitled to dis-agree.
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A HIGH PRICE TO PAY
The moment that I stirred back into life I knew that I was in serious trouble. Firstly, I could see absolutely nothing, well apart from the total blackness of the inside of a satin blindfold but I guess that doesn't count, does it? I could, however, use my sense of touch, to feel. So, just what did that particular sense allow me to ascertain?
The satin sheet that had been placed onto the bed that I was now lying on for one thing. With the single pillow upon which my head presently rested being manufactured from the very same material, I noted. Yes, so I will admit that the feel of that felt utterly delicious against my skin, well apart from my legs which had been left in the sheer nylon stockings that I wore, but I was in no position to delight in the sensation. For I could clearly feel the silk bonds, that held me to the four solid corner posts of this bed, admittedly indirectly around my ankles, due to those stockings, but fully wrapped in a completely inescapable manner around both my wrists and hands. It took just seconds of struggling against them for me to realise that these bonds had been executed perfectly, whilst not too tight at all, presenting no danger, there was absolutely no chance of my escaping from them. And, apart from the aforementioned stockings, together with the satin suspender belt that held them, I was completely naked, my pussy and tits exposed to the open air, as my bra and panties had been removed from me.
I was, therefore, the utter captive of this bed, I found myself in a position where there was no prospect of me leaving it of my own volition, no I would remain bound upon it until somebody other than myself decided otherwise. Presumably the person, or persons, who had confined me to it in the first place. But who was that? And how, and possibly of even more significance why, had they done so?
A female voice that I didn't recognise at all, gave me my first clue. "Good evening, Darling, welcome back to the land of the living, as it were. Now then, as you've woken up firmly held within my hands, oh and by the way I'm acting completely alone here, there's no doubt a multitude of questions running around within that head of yours, aren't there?"
"Well, yes, I can't argue with that."
"Thought so. Probably though, the most pressing of which are just who am I, followed by just why I have taken you as my prisoner? And, of course, what do I plan for you now?"
"Again, correct."
"Don't worry all will be fully explained to you shortly, but not just yet!"
The next thing I heard was one of those vibrating wands starting up, and I believed that it was just about to used upon my own bound body. But no, it soon became clear that this woman was using it upon herself, unseen by me of course, with her panties still covering her own sexual organ. Therefore, the climax that she bought herself to was quite a mild one, her cries of joy being fairly quiet, but by this action had achieved her primary aim of covering the inside of her panties with her sexual juices.
Which completely dominated my sense of taste, and to some extent my one of smell too, as my tormentor swiftly removed them from her own form, and inserted them, quite forcibly it must be said, into my mouth, securing them in place with another silk bondage tie, that she secured around my head, tying it off right by my mouth. Taking, both her domination and her utter humiliation of me, even further. I was totally petrified by now, I must admit. Just what did she have planned for me, plans that I could nothing whatsoever to thwart?
My captor then proceeded to lift, not remove note, my blindfold leaving it resting on my forehead with the obvious indication that she'd return it to cover my eyes once more later, and it was now that I thought I recognised both the bed and the room that it was situated within, although I couldn't place my female captor within my memory.
"I can see that you recall this room, as you should do for you've been here before, haven't you, Darling?" There was no point in denying it, the expression upon my face told her all that she needed to know, so I made no attempt to do so. "Right, now I'm going to leave you alone for a while, to enjoy a little video, which should answer a few, if not all, of those earlier questions you have. Ciao!" Just before she walked through the bedroom door, locking it shut having passed through as if that was necessary for goodness' sake, she pressed a button or two upon some sort of remote control, and the large T.V. mounted on the wall opposite the bed sprang into life, giving me a clear view.
Upon the screen came this very room and bed, with again a person tied very securely to the four bed posts and firmly under the control of a second being, me. Yes, I'd acted as the captor that time, with my captive being a naked male. As the scene portrayed the suspender clad me proceeding to shag him, good and hard by the way, it suddenly dawned upon me, that my 'screen companion' here might have just left out a rather important detail within the conversation that had led to the events now being shown upon the T.V. unfolding.
Like the fact that he was actually married, or at least within a relationship, and not single as he'd informed me, clearly incorrectly. Presumably with the woman who'd captured me, and now obviously had some sort of punishment in mind for her assumed misdeed upon my part? Obviously not in any mood to believe that I, completely genuinely as he had lied to me, had no knowledge whatsoever of his married, or committed to another woman, status.
The video had just come to an end with the screen turning blank, when I heard the key turn within the bedroom door lock, said door opened and back into the room strode my captor, very purposely! To take utter delight upon the absolute look of pure terror upon my face, as my eyes bulged with fear at the sight of her, and just what she now wore!
