It was 7:15. Trey should be here at any time. Trey was the associate at work that I had been assigned to work with on a huge advertising account. He was an incredibly handsome man, the kind of handsome that sometimes made a person have to catch their breath. He was about 6'5", 225 lbs. of solid muscle under a taylored Armani suit, with jet black hair and ice-blue eyes. Many of the girls in the office lusted after him, but he never paid any female any attention at all. No one had ever heard of him having a girlfriend, he did not go out on dates, and he did not flirt with the secretaries like most of the other male staffers. His coolness towards females in general made a lot of people wonder what was wrong with such a good-looking guy. Despite his good looks, Trey wasn't exactly too popular with either the PR or advertising staffs. He tended to be domineering, a little too much on the egocentric side, and expected a lot of the people who worked under him. Many of us felt that what he needed was to be put in his place.
Trey had made the mistake earlier in the week of insulting me at a business meeting. He had clearly expressed his doubt that a woman could do the job as well as a man, and I intended to see that tonight he would pay for every little slight he had given me in the six months he had been working with our company. Getting together this weekend to work on the account had given me the perfect opportunity to put the little plan I had concocted into motion...
I had changed after work and was now sitting in my living room in cut-off jean shorts and a sleeveless, moderately low-cut red top. My feet were bare, showing off my freshly-painted red toenails. Tae-Bo and weightlifting kept my 5'8", 115 lb. body in perfect shape, and I was proud of my long muscular legs and high, full 34D breasts. I casually flipped through the papers in the file my boss Mr. Trammel had given me for the new account and was looking things over when the doorbell rang. He was right on time. I opened the door to find Trey standing there, dressed in a pair of Levi's and a black shirt that showed off his upper body.
"Come on in. Would you like something to drink? Soda, iced tea, water?" I asked him as I lead the way to the living room.
"Iced tea would be fine." he said in his normal cool manner. He seated himself on the sofa as I went into the kitchen to get the drinks. I poured two glasses of iced tea from the pitcher and to one I added some of the powdered tranquilizer my best friend, who just happened to be a doctor, had given me when I'd told her about my plan for tonight. She assured me that it was harmless and instructed me on precisely how much to put in a glass of tea. I stirred it up well and dipped my finger in to taste...you couldn't tell at all. I walked back into the living room with both glasses and handed Trey's to him. We immediately went to work on reading the numerous papers in the file and making notes.
Trey finished his glass of tea rather quickly, and about 20 minutes later I noticed that his eyes had glazed over a little bit and he was yawning rather frequently.
"Are you all right?" I asked, feigning concern.
"I'm fine. Just a little sleepy, and feeling a little lightheaded."
"Lightheaded? Well maybe you should go lay down and I'll get you a glass of water. We can wait a few minutes and then get back to work." Trey agreed that we should take a break and he laid down on the sofa.
"That sofa is way too short for you and I doubt you'll be comfortable. Why don't you go on into my bedroom and lay on the bed. It's much bigger and I'm sure you'll rest better there. It's the first door on the right. I'll bring your water in just a few minutes."
Trey didn't question my instructions, just went into my bedroom and lay down on the bed. I busied myself in the kitchen, straightening up and waiting for the tranquilizer to take complete control. About 10 minutes later I went in to check on Trey and found him passed out in the middle of the bed.
"Perfect." I said to no one in particular. I looked at my watch and calculated the time I would have before he woke up....30 minutes at the most. I had to get to work, and fast. I went over to my closet and took out a duffel bag hidden in the back. I set it on the bed and began to empty its contents. A pair of fur-lined arm cuffs that wouldn't be too harsh, a pair of identical leg cuffs, several lengths of steel cable, and several padlocks. I quickly went to work undressing the massive man on my bed and then securely fastening each of Trey's arms and legs to the four posters of the bed, leaving him lying spreadeagle and totally naked. I stood back and looked him over from head to toe, my gaze coming to rest on his groin area. Even flaccid, his dick was huge...I guessed it would probably be at least 9 or 10 inches erect. This was going to be more fun than I had imagined. There was no way he would ever be able to get out of these bonds, no matter how much he might struggle. And I anticipated him struggling a lot, at least at first. I then lit the numerous candles in the room and turned down the lights. My next task was to strip out of my shorts and top, leaving on only my lacy black bra and black thong panties. I then sat down in a chair in the corner and waited for my captive to wake up...
It took about 30 more minutes before Trey was fully awake, and about 10 minutes more before he realized where he was and that he was naked and tied to the bed. When he did make the realization he began to struggle and cuss under his breath. When no one answered him he began to yell and fight harder against his bonds.
"It won't do you any good to struggle. You'll never get out of those bonds until I let you out," I said from my seat in the corner.
"What the hell are you doing? Why the fuck am I tied up like this? You can't do this!" he screamed.
