I had just gotten home, anxious to get out of my work clothes. I much preferred casual attire (shorts, T-shirt, and bare feet) to the white linen suit I had on. The red form-fitting blouse and red high heels matched the red buttons on the jacket, but it wasn't designed for comfort and I shed the jacket as soon as I walked in the door. I had dressed for an important meeting and as usual had gotten my agenda passed. Taking the clip from my dark hair and letting it fall softly below my shoulders, I headed for my room to change.
The doorbell rang before I could ferret out the T-shirt I was looking for. "Damn," I thought as I headed for the door. "Not Alicia now." I had a list of errands and was anxious to get them over with. My best friend, Alicia, had been having guy problems and some days I was certain she was watching for my car to pull in the driveway, so she could come over to talk. I needed to get some things done and had told her so the day before. I would stop over later, but maybe she couldn't wait. Well, she would just have to run errands with me.
At the door, stood some Fed-Ex guy with a package. I sighed with relief that Alicia wasn't going to pour her heart out about Phil. Alicia was into some kinky stuff and it was my opinion that Phil was taking things a bit too far.
Opening the door, I realized the Fed Ex guy was kind of cute; tall with blonde hair almost down to his collar, and the most unusual gray eyes. I could always appreciate a good- looking young man.
"Package for you, ma'am," he stated flatly. His arms held a clipboard and the biggest zip-lock baggie I have ever seen. In the baggie was a rather battered and torn box. I looked from the baggie to the Fed-Ex man. He was staring at me intently, as if trying to decide something.
"The package was damaged in shipping, ma'am," he offered as an excuse.
"So I see," I responded. The only package I was expecting was an order I had placed for some adult toys. Alicia had convinced me to order a few things, when she was getting some handcuffs and other kinky stuff. She knew I masturbated daily and she had promised me I would just love having toys as well. I had taken her advice and ordered what she had recommended. We had combined our orders to save postage and they were being delivered to my address. Although battered and torn, the package was discreet and it didn't seem to be obvious what was in the box. Decisively, he walked past me and laid the package on the small entry table, next to my keys.
"I need to make sure nothing was damaged......other than the box," he stated.
"Oh, I'm sure everything is fine," I shot back, almost too quickly. I was anxious to get on with my errands and there was no way I was unpacking this box in front of some stranger.
"Ma'am, Fed-Ex will replace anything that we damaged, but it has to be reported. I have the claim form right here and it won't take a minute to fill out," he offered. His eyes were smiling, but the rest of him was strictly business.
"No, no, I'm sure there was nothing breakable in the box," I countered. He handed me the clipboard, grabbed the baggie, and carefully removed the boxed before I could protest.
"Now, if you'll just check the packing slip with the items, I can be finished with this form and on my way," he said. He grabbed the clipboard as he tried to exchange it for the package. A side of the box I hadn't seen was flapping and the contents tumbled to the floor. It was obvious what the items were. Before I could bend down to scoop them up, he was sitting on his haunches over the pile of toys, grinning at me. I was flushed and knew I must have turned as red as my shirt. Picking up some kind of whip (obviously from Alicia's order), he offered it to me.
"Does this look damaged to you?" he asked merrily.
"Uh no, no," I quietly stuttered and grabbed it from him. I bent down to pick up a bright pink dildo wrapped in clear plastic. I was too mortified to look at him. The dildo was huge! What in God's name did Alicia do with something that big? I decided I didn't want to know.
"Do you think these still work?" he questioned with raised eyebrows. I looked over to see him holding the Alicia's handcuffs.
"I'm sure they do," I mumbled, continuing my reach for the dildo.
"We better make sure," he announced, quickly wrapping one cuff around my left wrist.
"WHAT?" I yelled as I tried to pull my arm away. He let it go to grab my right hand and in a flash, he had the other cuff on me. I stood up a bit too quickly, unsteadily getting my balance and backing away from him.
"Take them off," I ordered, "Take them off NOW."
"Is this what you wanted?" he inquired, as he examined the dildo. His other hand reached for the box that had the picture of a vibrator.
"Take the cuffs off me right now," I demanded.
"Well, ma'am, I haven't come across the key just yet, so let's keep looking, ok?" he laughed at me. "Which to you prefer?" he asked holding out the vibrator and the dildo to me.
"I don't know," I growled. "Just find the damn key." Not one to wait for anyone else, I decided to call Alicia. Certainly she must have an extra key; she seemed to have enough of these damn cuffs. Her perverted sense of humor would get a kick out of my embarrassment too. I left the Fed-Ex guy smiling at me, as I practically stomped to the phone in the hall. Before I could pick it up, he was behind me, trying to place a blindfold over my eyes. I shook my head and smashed my heel onto his foot. He yelped and I screamed, hoping one of the neighbors might hear me. He used the blindfold as a gag, quickly fastening it behind my head. It was effective enough to ensure that the neighbors wouldn't hear anything.
He hands grabbed my breasts, mashing them roughly through my blouse and bra. I tried to spear his abdomen with an elbow but that wasn't very effective. Shoving me back to the living room he glanced around while holding me tightly. He snatched down the large fern I had hanging on a hook and grabbing the chain between the cuffs looped in over the hook. I was stretching on tippy toes to keep my balance.
"That should do for the moment," he stated and walked off to pick up the scattered toys. Maybe, if I was lucky, Alicia would decide to pop in, I thought. The Fed-Ex guy brought an armful of articles to the coffee table, slowly and deliberately laying them out, like a display. Unwrapping the large pink dildo, he walked over to me and rubbed it against my cheek. "You like big cocks, huh?" he asked. All I could do was shake my head and try to say no through the blindfold in my mouth.
Rubbing the dildo over my face and down my neck with one hand, his other hand started to unbutton my blouse. As much as I tried to back away from him, I couldn't, still stretched up on my toes. He finished unbuttoning the blouse, revealing the bright red bra that accentuated my 36C breasts. He shoved the dildo in my cleavage, and mimicked fucking my tits. Unclasping my bra in the back, he pushed it up, exposing me to him. He grabbed a nipple and swirled it between his fingers. Then pinched it until I yelped. He did the same with the other. My nipples were hard from his attention, and he flicked them a few more times, before rubbing the dildo over my breasts. Then he began to suck one breast while he teased the other with the dildo.
Dropping the dildo to the floor, his mouth still nibbling my tits, he grabbed my ass and started kneading it through my skirt. He wasn't rushing or frantic, just determined. Walking behind me, he pulled the skirt up over my hips and whistled at white satin panties.
"Nice ass," he complimented. SMACK! He hit my ass with his hand and I screamed into the gag. The tears started. I was determined not to cry believing I was too strong for tears. But his spanking had taken me completely by surprise. I was gasping for air through my nose and my arms were aching.
"Hey, I thought you liked this stuff," he said when he saw the tears. I shook my head no. "Look, I'll take out the gag if you promise not to scream, ok?" he offered. I nodded and he removed the gag. I gulped for air between sobs.
"Please let me down," I pleaded. "My arms are killing me." He kissed me, squarely on the lips, very soft but very firmly.
