## Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress M/F Part 5 The End

Post by skybird137 » Wed May 14, 2014 10:28 am

Part 1
It was the normal Friday morning bus trip for Cecyme, although she caused a stir amongst the other passengers as she stepped onto the vehicle wearing her work clothing, which was immodest to say the least. A year ago, she would have worn a more appropriate outfit as she used to be very prim and proper as the expression goes, but her boyfriend at the time left her for a lady who could best be described as loose. After Cecyme had dealt with her betrayal, she decided to dress and behave in such a way as to win him back, and she was successful in her efforts only to ignore him as soon as he left the other lady because he had betrayed two women by then.
After this incident Cecyme decided to dress in such a manner as to cause other women to be outraged and men to be affected in a rather different way, and this Friday was no exception as she boarded the bus in her secretary outfit, or rather a parody of one. Her black patent high heeled shoes were normal, as were her sheer black seamed hold up stockings, but her black mini skirt just about reached down to her stocking tops and the split in the right side went so high that it even showed a hint of bare thigh. Her very thin white blouse was too small for her body, especially her bountiful bosom and it was clear to everyone that she was wearing a black lace bra underneath. When she took a deep breath, the material was strained so hard that it even showed the outline of her nipples.
She paused on the bus as the person before her made his way towards his seat, and when Cecyme stepped towards the driver she decided to drop a few coins on the floor by accident. “Pardon me.” She said as she bent over to retrieve the metal discs from the floor, and the rear of her skirt rose up to the top of her thighs so that the lace-patterned tops of her stockings were visible to the other people on the coach. The coins were retrieved, and she sat down on the front row of the bus, crossing her legs in such a way as to make sure that anyone getting on would receive a view of the top of her legs.
I do hope that everyone had a good look today, Just think of how they will have to go into the offices in their present state of arousal. She smiled at the next few stops when the men seemed to be walking in an awkward way when they exited the bus, and a few were carrying briefcases or newspapers in front of them, rather than to their side.
When it was time for her stop, the temptress stepped off the bus and lifted her legs high enough so the people at the stop may even end up catching a glimpse of her black lace panties, and by the time she was in the street there were more than a few red male faces, and a couple of burning female cheeks as well. How many of you will need an early toilet break? Well, it will teach you for lusting after me. She entered the door to the building where she worked, which was adjacent to the car park and took the elevator to floor where the business offices were. Although she knew how to drive and her salary could cover vehicle expenses with no problems, Cecyme preferred to distract the men on the bus as it was much more fun.
Once she was on her floor, she made her way down the open plan office, causing a stir amongst the men as she sat down at her desk, so she started up her desktop computer and checked her emails before typing the first letter of the day. She was the best typist and administrator in the building, and she guess that this is why no one had spoken to her employer about her behaviour, in case they were the ones who would get into trouble. Once the first set of letters were typed and printed, she picked up the letters from the printer and distributed them around the room, bending over the desks of her male colleagues to ensure that they would be able to obtain a good view of her bra, or that others could see a flash of her bare thighs.
Why should I ever be bothered about how you feel, after all it was one of you who betrayed me. Cecyme was a very efficient worker, and she helped to ensure the smooth running of the office, but she wasted no opportunity to tease as many of the male employees as possible during a working day. Even when she had to talk to one of the other workers, she would sit on the desk with her legs crossed so that the person would be embarrassed at the very least.
It was half-way through the morning and Cecyme had finished another letter when one of the other office workers, a lady by the name of Daniela approached her:
“Mr Jstreel would like to speak to you, Cecyme. Could you please go and see him straight away?”
“I suspect that he wants me to dictate an important letter for him, so I may be gone for a little while. Are you okay with typing my work while I am gone?”
“Yes, Mr Jstreel insisted on it in fact. I will make sure that this is completed. Don’t keep him waiting.”
The precocious woman left her desk and walked over to the stout wooden door at the back of the office, closing it behind her as she entered the corridor to the manager’s office. Jstreel had always been impossible to distract though, as every previous time she tried to use her appearance on him ended in failure. At the end of the corridor was a private elevator for visitors so that they didn’t have to go through the office and an old panelled door to his office.
Once she was standing outside, she knocked on the door and called out in a loud voice. “This is Cecyme Mr Jstreel. Did you want to see me?”
“Yes Cecyme. Please enter.”
The woman entered the luxurious office to find her employer standing in front of his black leather swivel chair as he waited for her to sit down in the chair on the other side of the desk. She didn’t stop there and she walked around the table so that she could sit on his desk with her legs crossed. There was no reaction from Jstreel as he sat down in his chair, and Cecyme was puzzled about why his response was not the same as the other men.
One day, I will have to find out how to arouse you.
“Cecyme, I know that you are a very good worker, but you are still causing disruption in the office by the way you behave. It’s not their fault that your boyfriend betrayed you, and to be honest about him, he got what he deserved. However, it is unfair to punish others because of the action of just one person.”
Has one of the men had the gall to complain about me? They all look at me with their tongues hanging out.
“These men see far worse on the television every evening, and it is not my fault if they are unable to keep a hold on their sex drive. After all, you are unaffected by my behaviour, so they should learn to be the same.”
“You are putting on a show for them which lasts eight hours a day, and a few of workers’ wives have found out about your behaviour, so it is causing friction at home for them as they have been accused of having an affair.”
“It is not my fault if their wives are jealous of me and I am not interested in any of the men, and especially not one who would betray a woman. Anyway, why aren’t you in a relationship?”
“I haven’t found the right woman yet, and I’m not going to jump into bed with just anyone.”
“Are there special conditions concerning this lady?”
“Yes, and unless these are met, I will not be interested. Cecyme, the main problem is that some of the men are considering resigning from the company so that they can save their marriages. That is something that I cannot allow.”
“Well, if they are unable to stand the heat, then maybe they should not remain in the kitchen.” Cecyme thought about what Jstreel had said and what it could mean for her. “Are you saying that my position is no longer secure?”
“Believe me, I hate the concept but your behaviour is causing me to give more than a little thought to the situation.”
The woman uncrossed her legs and stood up facing her employer. “I am your best worker though.”
“I cannot afford to lose a group of employees, much less have them bring charges of sexual harassment against my firm as a reason for constructive dismissal.”
“That won’t help them if they have to go to court.” Cecyme said as she unbuttoned the top of her blouse so that there was a clear view of her cleavage before she leaned over Mr Jstreel’s desk so that her stocking tops were flashed at him. “Oh Mr judge.” She said in a mocking damsel voice as she fluttered her eyelashes. “It cannot be my fault that these men suffer arousal from such a simple innocent as myself. Their lustful eyes have caused me so much grief.”
“Don’t behave like that, Cecyme, this is not a joke.” Jstreel said as he opened up a drawer.
“I would be able to wrap the judge around my little finger, so these men will have no chance of bringing a successful case. The reputation of this firm is safe, so there is nothing to worry about. Even if I leave here, that will just mean that men at another firm will go through the same ordeal.” Cecyme noticed that her employer had taken something out of the drawer, but she didn’t pay much attention as she had found something that she could use to tease him with.
“Listen, Cecyme. If you don’t promise that you will behave yourself, then I will be forced to do something that will protect these men from your behaviour.”
The lady smiled as she had discovered something that caused aggravation to her employer. “The worse you can do is suspend or dismiss me, and I will just seek employment at another firm. Go ahead, do your worst.”
“I will, but remember that you were the one would told me to do it.”
There was a loud gasp from Cecyme as her hands were grasped in a rough manner, and pulled behind her back so that they were placed palm to palm before she even realised what was happening. As she turned her head to the right she managed to get a glimpse of her employer wrapping hemp rope around her wrists, and it was looped about twelve times before the cord went between her arms four times. There was no response from the lady as she was in a state of shock as the cinches were tightened so that the rope gripped hard against her wrists, and the ends were knotted off at a place which would be out of the reach of her fingers.
“You’ve tied my hands together, let me go right now!” She said as she pulled against the restraint that held her hands behind her back, but there was no give in the rope as she struggled.
“You said ‘Do your worst’, so that is what I am going to do.” Jstreel said as he reached into the drawer for a second time.
“If you don’t untie me right now, I am going to scream for help and you are going to be in major trouble!” The angry woman said, oblivious to what her employer was doing.
“Go ahead, this room is soundproofed and no one is going to hear your cries for help. Be as loud as possible if you want.”
“Help me! Somebody Help Me! PLEASE SOMEONE HELFF-.” Cecyme’s cries for help were interrupted as two large white cotton handkerchiefs were forced into her wide open mouth, pressing her tongue back and stifling her screams.
I could choke on this if I try to scream again. As the captive looked to the right, she saw that Jstreel was taking a long black tie out of the drawer and she trembled when she thought of the dark possibilities of the uses it could be put to.
One end of the tie was put at the back of her neck and wound clockwise around her lower head, so that it went between her teeth and this continued until there were two full circles of the head made by the material. The ends were pulled as tight as possible so that the handkerchiefs were pushed further into the mouth of the helpless lady, and the ends were secured with a knot so that the gag was impossible to dislodge. A long strip of white cloth was picked up by Jstreel, who folded it twice lengthways so that it was four times as thick, before this was placed over the bound woman’s lower face and tied off at the back of the neck.
A second black tie was twice wrapped around her head and pulled tight before the ends were tied together, and Cecyme shivered as she discovered that the layers prevented her from breathing in and out of her mouth. A blue satin scarf was unrolled by her captor who placed it over her face so that the top covered her nose, and when this was tied into place the pressure against her nose pushed it out of shape.
At this point, the captive panicked and she tried to kick out at Jstreel, but as she was still bent over the table with her back to him, this proved to be ineffective and a waste of time. In fact all this did was draw attention to her legs, and a coil of hemp rope was wrapped ten times around her ankles, before four tight cinches were applied with the ends tied off in a secure knot. Cecyme was made to stand straight before she was turned around to face her captor, and she was terrified about what was going to happen next, given that her present predicament was unexpected.
“Try screaming now, Cecyme.” Jstreel said with a smile on his face.
After taking a slow deep breath in, the captive attempted to emit her best shriek but because her mouth was stuffed and her nose pressed down, the best she could manage was a very stifled, quiet little whine.
I can’t fight, I can’t run, and this gag prevents me from calling for help. I’m in a state of complete helplessness, and you can do what you want with me. The bound woman trembled as she awaited the next move of her employer who had become her kidnapper.
“It’s not much fun is it, being in a situation where I am in control and you are unable to do anything about it?” Jstreel said, and the woman nodded in response. “Well, this is what you have been doing to my employees, so I think that you have to learn your lesson.”
It seemed to Cecyme that something very unusual was happening to her, as not only was there the fear that had been induced by her captivity, but there was also a strange thrilling sensation in her body as she stood helpless in front of her employee.
Oh no! There can’t be a part of me that likes what is happening?
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### Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress M/F Part 2

Post by skybird137 » Fri May 16, 2014 4:10 pm

Part 2
After a few seconds pause that made the captive woman nervous as her employer looked her up and down, Jstreel reached into the drawer and pulled out a large pair of scissors which had the result of making the helpless lady very nervous indeed.
Please, you can’t mean to use those scissors on me, unless your plan is to cut me free.
“As you have misbehaved in your use of clothing in order to torment your fellow employees, the right to wear proper outer clothing is no longer yours from this moment.” Her employer said as he cut away at the right shoulder of her blouse, snipping in a circle so that the arm was separated from the main body, and another cut was made from the top of her arm to her wrist which allowed him to pull away the cloth which left her right arm bare. This process was repeated with her left arm which still left her chest and abdomen covered with the white material, although the captive knew that it wouldn’t be long before this would be removed as well.
You are going to strip my clothes off me by using the scissors and there is nothing I can do to stop you, as begging is impossible through my gag.
“As you are so fond of leaving parts of your blouse unbuttoned, you won’t mind if I help you to show just a little more.” He said as he placed the tips of the scissors so that the thread which held the lowest button to her blouse was between them, and it only took a little pressure for the cotton to be severed which caused the small plastic disc to fly away from her clothing. “One down, three to go.”
The second from bottom button was the one to be cut away next and owing to the tightness of her clothing, it flew quite a few feet before bouncing on the floor, with the third going further still which left one remaining button which held the two sides of her blouse together. This was in line with her nipples and the cloth was so tense at this point that the buttonhole showed a very clear distortion, as the thread pulled on one side and it took one small snip for the button to be cut away. To say that the parts of the blouse flew apart would be an exaggeration, but it did pull apart and to the sides of her body so that her bra and ample bosom were on full view to the man who bound and gagged her.
It only took a few more cuts along the top of her blouse to severe the material at that point and he grasped the bottom, using just one strong pull to remove the last of the material from her chest. “Well, clothing that tight must be a health hazard, so I might be doing you a favour by removing it. You like showing your body off to other workers when you feel like it. How does it feel to be forced to show your flesh to someone when you have no control over your situation?”
Cecyme felt more than a little embarrassed at this point because only her bra covered her attributes, but she understood what she had done to the others by teasing them.
My lesson is going to be far from over, and there must be more to come, as my skirt must be next. I am just glad that I decided against coming to work without wearing a bra today. I’m surprised that you haven’t thrown me across your desk and taken full advantage of me as I cannot stop you from doing this, so you must have incredible self-control.
“This skirt must be too tight as well, so I must relieve the pressure for reasons of health and safety.” Jstreel walked over to the right side of the captive and placed the scissor tips at the top of the split in her skirt, taking one little cut after another so that it would take time for the black cloth to be cut up to her waist. This was worse to Cecyme than having it cut in one stroke, so at least it would be over, but the small snips were a tease in themselves as she didn’t know when the final one would be, which left her without being able to prepare for the moment.
She was surprised when the last cut was made and she blushed as her skirt fell to her floor, leaving only her black lace panties between her and the man who held her prisoner. She made an instinctive move to bring her hands around to her front so that she could provide herself with a level of extra modesty, but her face took on a look of frustration as she attempted to free her hands.
“It’s not much fun when you have something showing and you are unable to cover it up. Just think of how the men must have felt, day after day when you have had an effect on them.”
There was nothing the helpless lady could do about her situation, so she decided to stand straight with a defiant look in her eye, as her feelings were the only thing that she could control, but even that was doubtful as there was the strange thrill running through her body again as she stood there in her underwear. This is wrong, I’m not supposed to feel good in any way about this. I’ve been kidnapped, bound and gagged and stripped to my underwear, and this should be horrible without exception.
The buttons and clothing were picked up by Jstreel who folded them up into a neat pile before depositing them in a separate drawer before saying “Hop three times away from the table.”
Before Cecyme even realised what she was doing, she had made the movement that her employer had commanded. I just obeyed you without question and I shouldn’t be doing that for someone who has cut away my blouse and skirt. Disobeying you might not be a good idea though as I am already paying for that.
“Good. That gives me plenty of room to work in.” He said as he reached into the drawer.
Work in? What else do you have planned for me? The eyes of the captive were transfixed as Jstreel took coil after coil of hemp rope out of the drawer, placing it on the desk and it was the same type of cord that had been used to bind her hands and feet. You have already tied me up so that I can’t escape. Why do you need more?
One of the coils was picked up and wound ten times around her legs just below the knee, and four cinches were looped between her legs, before they were pulled tight with the ends fastened together with a secure knot. There was the strange thrill again, but this time it was stronger after her legs were bound together below her knees. This is impossible, something must be at work to have this effect on me, and it can’t be me, as this is impossible. The only extra thing that has been added is the rope. Wait, that’s it, this thrill is caused by something in the rope. You must have soaked them in some sort of drug or chemical so that it would have this effect on me. What is the purpose of this effect though, what is your plan for me?
Another coil of the hemp rope was selected by her captor and he wound it eight times around her arms, just below her elbows and this was pulled just tight enough so that her upper arms were taken a little around her back. The ends were wrapped around the cords so that they were cinched, and the sensation grew a little stronger in Cecyme’s body which confirmed her suspicions. That must be a chemical, and it must work on skin contact.
A third length was taken by Jstreel who wrapped it ten times around her mid-thighs before applying the cinching and tying so that it was secured just below her stocking tops. Not only had the thrill grown a little more but the gentle touch of his hands against her thighs and between her legs created a different sensation within her body. No man has ever touched my like this in that area, as they are only interested in one thing. You are different from any man that I have known, and maybe I shouldn’t have annoyed you.
One very long coil was picked up and this was used to tie her upper arms to her chest with ten loops above and below, and the remainder of the rope was wrapped between her arms and chest in cinches before the ends were tied off so that the loops pressed against her skin. A short length of rope was chosen and Cecyme was surprised when he looped this rope between her upper and lower chest ropes between her breasts and she gasped as this rope was tightened and tied off, because it forced the chest ropes against the top and bottom of her bountiful bosom, which created a very nice feeling. Even though he tried to avoid touching her breasts with his hands, the accidental stroke of a fingertip sent shivers down the spine of the captive, and she found it amazing that he was being so gentle with her.
There were one long and two short coils, and her employer put the short ones in his pocket before double-stranding the long one and wrapping the end with the loop around her waist. The double end was threaded through the loop part at her waist, and the part around her waist was pulled tight before a knot was tied to ensure that her waist-rope would stay in place. It was the next part of the procedure that shocked Cecyme more than anything else, as the doubled end was threaded between her upper thighs, looped over her elbow rope and pulled as tight as possible so that the cord pressed hard against the most sensual and intimate part of her anatomy, before the end of the rope was tied in a secure knot.
Every little movement of her upper body, and even breathing in and out caused the ropes at her chest and between her legs to move and caress her, sending new sensations through her being. As Cecyme moved her arms, the pressure of the rope between her legs increased, and she was very surprised to feel the flame of lust start between her legs, especially as she was bound and gagged.
It must be a chemical that you have put of the ropes, and to have this sexual affect on me, it must be an aphrodisiac. Oh my, you have made me aroused like this to teach me a lesson for embarrassing all the men in the office. This is how they must feel when I act like I do, so no wonder you are angry with me.
As she moved around in her bonds, the effect of the rope made her more excited, and a small moan of pleasure escaped through her gag which made her blush in response. When this happened, Jstreel walked around to her front and looked at her for a few seconds before a soft smile formed on his face, the type that meant that he had discovered something.
You must have worked out by now how effective your drug has been on me, and how well you punishment is working. I wonder what you have planned next, but I know that taking advantage of me is not one of them.
“Hop over to the large wooden cabinet over there, and stand in front of the door.” He said as he walked over to the solid structure that was as high, deep and wide as a person, and pulled the doors open, and pulled up two of the iron rings that were set into the floor.
I will do it even though I think that you plan to leave me in there, because I don’t want to make you angrier at me. The helpless lady hopped over to the structure, and she noticed that each little jump caused the ropes to provide a gentle caress of her sensitive skin which increased her sense of arousal. No resistance was offered by the captive as she was made to sit down inside the cabinet with, with her back to one of the rings and her feet sticking out. One of the two short coils was used to bind to ropes at her wrist to the ring behind her back, and her feet were taken around her right side so that her ankles bonds could be secured to the other ring, which left her in a half lying, half sitting position in the cabinet.
“Don’t go anywhere.” Jstreel said as he shut the door, leaving the helpless woman in complete darkness.;
Very funny. As if I can even move from the spot, let alone get out of this cabinet, and I think that you must have had this all planned out, because I remember that this was full of old documents just a few days ago. I know that I have to wait until you decide to release me from my cell. Wait, are you on the intercom? Through the thick wood, Cecyme could just about hear the voice of her employer.
“Daniela, could you come in please.”
This is my chance, if she comes in then I can scream for help and she will rescue me.
After half a minute later, there was the sound of a door opening and closing, and a faint female voice said “You called for me, sir?”
At this moment the captive in the cabinet attempted to scream at the top of her voice in the hope that her co-worker would hear her cries for help and rescue her from her wooden prison. Help me, I’m in here. Daniela please help me! HELP! HELP! Even though Cecyme tried her best to cry for help, the restrictions of her gag meant that the most noise she could make was a very quiet whine through her nose which wouldn’t have penetrated the wooden door in front of her. It’s no use, she’s just a few feet away from me, yet I might as well be in a dungeon for all the good my shouting can do.
“Yes, Daniela. Cecyme was dictating a letter for me when she became quite unwell and she asked if she could go home immediately. I not only gave her permission, but called a taxi for her so that she wouldn’t have to wait for the bus, and I suggested that she leave by the private elevator so that she couldn’t pass anything on to the other members of staff. When you have finished typing the letter I am about to dictate, could you bring me her handbag so that I may take it to her house after work.”
“Certainly sir. I must say that most of the male staff will be relieved to have a break from her antics, as she does cause quite a lot of trouble with her attire. I’ll bring her bag in when I’ve typed your letter, sir.”
You’ve even worked out a story to tell the others so that my disappearance is covered, and I can do nothing but wait here for you to open the door and let me out.
There was the sound of her employer dictating the letter to Daniela, but Cecyme was more concerned about her current predicament, as the ropes around her body were making her sensations stronger as time went on. At one point she even found herself trying to move her arms away and towards her body, so that she could increase and decrease the pressure of the rope between her legs, and receive a pleasing and teasing feeling that increased the strength of the lust in her loins.
The chemical in the ropes must be having an incredible effect on my body, as I am more aroused than before. There was the sound of the door opening and closing again as Daniela left the office, and the captive secretary knew that she was once more alone with her employer. It was only a few minutes later that she was moving in such a way as to stimulate herself with the chest and between-the-leg ropes, but this time a scenario was playing in her mind’s eye.
Cecyme was standing by his chair in her present state of helplessness, and her employer pulled her onto his lap before giving her a gentle cuddle around her waist. As she enjoyed the feeling of being close to Jstreel, she moaned as sweet little kisses landed on her neck as his fingers caressed her hair...
Oh my, I’ve just fantasised about you being all loving to me while I’m bound, gagged and in my underwear. Just how strong is the chemical that you have put in the ropes, because it is having a major affect on the way my mind works, and I am becoming the oldest cliché in the books, a secretary falling for her boss. This can’t happen, it just can’t...
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### Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress M/F Part 3

Post by skybird137 » Tue May 20, 2014 8:26 am

Part 3
As the captive sat in her makeshift cell, she tried to work out how much time had passed, but there were no clues except for the occasional visit by Daniela and the first one was to bring the helpless lady’s bag in so that it could be handed over to her employer.
So much time could have passed by that it could be late afternoon and the other workers will be winding down for the weekend. The effect of the chemicals in the rope on my body has increased over time, and I don’t want to lose myself to the fantasies that keep appearing in my mind. Even trying to escape is not an option as the caress of the ropes against my body increases the strength of the effect.
Although the captive tried her best not to move while she was waiting for something to happen, she started to writhe in her ropes and another fantasy formed in her mind where she was tied down to a bed with her employer kissing her on her gagged lips. It was about a minute into the fantasy, with Cecyme enjoying every moment when the doors opened and light flooded in which brought her train of thought to a halt as Jstreel stood in the light. Although she could not see the state of her face, the flushed sensation informed her that her cheeks must have turned a pale shade of red.
“It’s lunchtime, and you need to eat and take a break in the bathroom. I think that you need to take the break first as you haven’t been since this morning.” Her employer said as he untied the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles to the rings that were set in the floor of the cabinet, before pulling her out and lifting her to her feet.
“Hop to the private toilet door, and I will remove the ropes from your arms and body so that you may take a break. You will be in there alone and there is a window, but it is frosted and there are bars for security reasons. Do not take long, as I will have to go in after you, and I would rather not do that.” Jstreel took hold of Cecyme’s left arm and guided her in such a way as to force her to move to the toilet door in little hops, and it only took a minute for her to reach it.
The first rope that was untied was the rope that went around her waist, between her legs and up to her elbows, and this was followed by the short rope that compressed her chest rope at the front. The long chest rope itself was the next one to be taken off her, and the cord that ran from one elbow to the other was untied before her wrists were freed. After Cecyme’s upper body had been freed, Jstreel pulled the toilet door open, and the captive noticed that there was no lock on the inside of the door which made sense as only her employer or visitors would use the facility.
She hopped in as her legs were still bound and the door was closed behind her as she turned around and sat on the seat, looking around to see if there was any way in which she escape from her predicament. There’s nothing I can use to fight with, and the only way out of this room is through the door. I’m not even sure that I can untie the ropes around my legs, and any attempt may be noticed and end my break. I had better take my break and hope that I spot a chance to escape later on. She preformed her break as fast as she could and cleaned herself, before pushing the door open and hopping out of the small room.
As soon as the captive was back in the office, she saw that the large visitor’s chair had been wheeled close to where she was standing and there was a pile of ropes on a small table nearby, but it was the white v-necked t-shirt in her employer’s right hand that drew her attention.
“You need to put this on of you are going to eat lunch, as I’m sure that you don’t want any food falling on your body.” The man said as held the item out to her, so she took it before putting it on over her head and the captive found it to be such a tight fit that it accentuated her cleavage.
“Put your hands straight out in front of you.” Her captor said as he approached her, so she followed his command and put her arms so that they were parallel to each other. One coil of rope was picked up off the table and it was double stranded before the looped end was wrapped around her right wrist three times with the double rope end threaded through the loop, and a secure knot was tied at this point with two feet of rope trailing from the wrist. Jstreel chose a second length of cord and it was wound around Cecyme’s left wrist with it tied off in the same way. The ends of the ropes were tied to each other, so that the lady’s wrists were bound together by what appeared to be a loose rope handcuff.
The captive watched as a long piece of cord was taken by her employer who double-stranded it, and wrapped it twice around her waist before putting the doubled end through the loop at the front and a knot was tied at this point. There was a shiver from the captive as the rope was taken between her legs and pulled tight as it was tied to her waist rope at the back, with her struggling to suppress a moan as the cord rubbed against her most intimate area.
“Sit back in the chair, my sweet hostage.”
After she had sat as far back in the chair as possible, the knot that bound her wrist ropes together was untied and her hands were taken around the back of the chair where the ropes were tied together again so that her arms were locked in place. A long rope was wrapped around the chair and her chest with five loops above and five below her breasts and this was tied off at the back of the chair.
If any more ropes are used on me, I’m likely to be immobilised on this chair.
Jstreel took two more lengths of rope and one was to be used on each side of her body, where it was looped between her upper and lower chest ropes before it was pulled tight and tied off to the rear point of the chair arm at that side. The result of this was to caress the soft flesh of the captive, so that she couldn’t help but gasp as the combined effect of the cords stimulated and aroused her.
“I’m going to remove everything that is on your legs before I tie them to the chair.”
At first, Cecyme thought that he was referring to the ropes that bound her legs together, and she was surprised when he placed his hands on her right shoe before grasping the heel and giving a gentle tug so that it would slide off with no problems. The left shoe was also removed without a hitch, which left the captive in a state of relief as her feet were starting to ache with no means of removing the shoes by herself, and she wiggled her toes as the ache diminished. The cord that bound her ankles was removed first, and this was followed by the rope that secured her legs together just below her knees, which left the ropes around her thighs. A shiver went down Cecyme’s spine as experienced felt the touch of his hands against her legs as the cord was unwound in as careful a manner as possible.
He placed his hands at the top of her right stocking, and she felt thrilled as he took his time in rolling down the item to her toes before pulling it off the end of her feet, with the left stocking being removed in the same way. What happened next puzzled her as Jstreel took four double stranded ropes, two of which were wound five times around her lower thighs, and the other two around her ankles for the same number of times before they were tied off with a few feet of cord trailing.
Her right thigh was pulled as far to the right as it could go, the end of the cord was wrapped around the front vertical strut of the right chair arm where it was tied off, and the left thigh was bound to the other strut in the same way, which forced her legs to be apart. Jstreel pulled her right feet backwards and up so that it was just under the strut, and the rope was knotted off so that her leg was locked in position, before her left leg was fixed into position as well.
I really am immobilised now, as I cannot move as inch while I’m bound like this. I just hope that you don’t say, ‘don’t go anywhere’.
“Well, you must want something to eat and drink, so I’ll go and bring in something. Are you comfortable in the chair?”
Cecyme nodded so her captor left the room, leaving her alone for the first time since she was tied up.
I am comfortable like this and it feels very pleasant, which must be due to the chemical that you have soaked the ropes in. I do feel very exposed like this with my legs spread apart like a common harlot waiting for her client to take her. I just hope that none of the staff come in and see me like this, as it would be very embarrassing. What am I saying? Just an hour or so ago, I wanted to be rescued but now I don’t want anyone to find me bound and gagged. In a few minutes my captor will be back and I will be at his mercy…
The imagination of the helpless lady took over again, and she created a situation where he came back and cut her t-shirt, bra and panties off before planting kisses over every sensitive part of her body…
“I’ve got lunch.” Her employer said as her employer walked into the room with a large tub and a bottle of cold water with a straw inside, and he put these on the table next to the captive before pulling his own chair over to in front of her. “This is what is going to happen. I am going to remove your gag and you are to remain quiet while we have lunch. Any speaking and the meal stops with you ended up being gagged again. Do you understand?”
There was a nod from the captive as her stomach had started to rumble when she saw the food being brought in, and she didn’t want to end up hungry for the rest of the day. Her captor stepped behind her, removed the four layers of gags and put them on the table, before pulling the two sodden handkerchiefs out of her mouth which were put into a bag. The tub was picked up by her captor before he sat down in the chair opposite and moved it forward so that they were as close as possible, before the top was removed which revealed a crisp, cold salad and a fork. “Do you want to eat this?”
That looks delicious, you got that for us? Wait, you aren’t really fond of salads which means you got this for me. Cecyme nodded before opening her mouth wide to receive the first forkful of salad, and it felt very pleasurable for her to be fed while she was helpless. There was silence as they continued to eat, with him taking a mouthful while she was eating, and every so often she was offered the bottle so that she could take a sip of water from the straw.
It was a wonderful meal but there came a point where she ate the last part of the salad, and everything was put into a drawer except for the external parts of her gag before two fresh handkerchiefs were taken out to replace the ones that were soaked.
I still have a chance to speak right now, and there is something I must know before you gag me, as I don’t know when I’ll be able to speak to you again.
The lady took a deep breath before speaking, and said “Pleasepleaseplease, one question, that’sallIwanttoask, thenyoucangagme Iwon’tputupafight. Pleasepleaseplease.”
He stopped before her and put the two handkerchiefs on the table. “I won’t promise that I will answer, but go ahead and ask your question.”
Thank you. “What chemical did you put in the rope so that you could affect the way that I feel? I’m sure that it must be some kind of aphrodisiac?”
There was a smile from Jstreel as he said “What effects have you been feeling since you have been bound and gagged?”
“There was a thrill going through my body when I had to stand in front of you in my underwear, and the ropes you tied over my breasts and thighs create an incredible feeling in my body. Nothing compares to the ropes between my legs because when they rubbed against me, I feel so ar- so aroused. These ropes even take over my imagination and create fantasies in my mind.”
“Cecyme, I promise that I will tell you the truth once I have gagged you. Everything will be explained to you so that you will know just what the situation is.” Jstreel said as he picked up the two new handkerchiefs, and the captive opened her mouth wide so that they could be inserted between her teeth. One of the black ties was wrapped twice around her face before it was knotted off and the large blue satin scarf was positioned so that the top part was over her nose when the ends were tied tight together behind her neck. The second black tie was wound over the blue scarf twice with the ends knotted together, and the folded white cloth strip was put over her mouth and tied so that it pressed hard against her face so that she would be unable to breathe out of her mouth.
I hope that you are going to keep your promise about telling me what is happening
The captive was wheeled over to the monitor on her employer’s desk as he said “I think that you should read something first on the screen before I provide my explanation.” He activated a browser program before selecting a webpage and Cecyme’s eyes widened as she read the article that appeared on the screen.
There were comments by women who had been bound and gagged, which mentioned that they had experienced the same things that she had, and the article explained how these were common in women who found intense pleasure in being tied up. As Cecyme continued to read the tales, there was a growing sense of shock in her, along with a suspicion of what her captor was going to say.
“Cecyme, the truth about the chemical is that there is no chemical! Everything you have experienced is due to the fact that you have been bound and gagged. The fact is that you love it, but rather than admit it you have decided that there must be an outside force at work.” Jstreel said as he selected another page which provided a definition of the word bondage.
OMG, if there is no chemical, then it must be me and I am enjoying it. I thought bondage was all about chains, whips and torture, according to one of the expose stories in the local newspaper, but this page mentions something that is very different. It says that bondage can be just about the pleasure in being bound and gagged. Does this mean that I- I love being in bondage?
A third site was brought up and a video was showing of a woman who was describing the sensations as she was tied up and about the thoughts and images that were appearing in her mind. That’s just how I’ve been feeling, and there is no way that you could have made this up. This morning I thought that I was just like everyone else, and now I have to accept that I am a kinky woman who enjoys being tied up and made helpless by a man. The others in the office must never know what I’m like as I will never live it down.
“Well, Cecyme, do you admit that you like being tied up, and that you enjoy bondage?” Jstreel said as he closed the browser, and the captive nodded as her cheeks turned red.
Suddenly, the buzzer sounded which that someone outside the door wanted to come in. “That must be Daniela, and she must be bringing something that I need to sort out. I’ll let her in, so that she can hand it over to me and she can see your situation which will result in you being rescued.”
There was a look of terror on Cecyme’s face as her binder said these words and she shook her head from left to right, as the very idea of being discovered in her present predicament was something that she had became frightened of.
No, you can’t let her in, you can’t let her see me in bondage!
(To be continued…)
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### Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress M/F Part 4

Post by skybird137 » Thu May 22, 2014 6:07 am

Part 4
“What’s wrong, Cecyme? I thought that you would have wanted someone to come in and rescue you, seeing as you were taken prisoner and tied up against your will.”
The helpless woman shook her head again and stared at the door. That was before I discovered that I was a complete and utter pervert who enjoyed being taken captive. If you open the door, Daniela will find me like this and she will know that I am a kinky woman who has been placed in bondage by her employer. I will never live this down.
“Do you want me to hide you so that no one can see that you are tied up in your underwear?”
There was fierce nodding from the bound office worker and she motioned at the large wooden cabinet, suggesting to her captor that she should be placed in there so that her predicament would remain hidden from the rest of the staff. Put me in the cabinet, and soon before she decides to come in see why no one is answering.
“Okay, I’ll keep you safe from the others so that they won’t find out about your terrible secret.” Jstreel said as he opened the door to the cabinet, and returned to the captive so that she could be wheeled into her refuge, which was an ironic situation as it served as her prison up to an hour ago. “I’ll check on you every so often, just to make sure that you are okay, but relax and enjoy yourself, there’s no need to be ashamed of anything that you feel or think.”
There was a sigh of relief from the lady in bondage as the door to the cabinet closed, and she heard Daniela’s faint voice through the thick wood.
“What’s wrong sir, I buzzed several times but there was no response? I was getting more than a little worried as I thought that something had happened to you.”
“It’s okay Daniela. I was in the toilet and I wasn’t in a position to open the door until I had finished. I’m sorry about that. Anyway, I take it that you have some documents for me to check?”
“Yes sir. Is it okay for me to return to my desk?”
“Certainly Daniela. I’m sorry that you have to be stretched because of Cecyme’s absence, but hopefully she will be back at work on Monday.”
“It’s a pity that she’ll be dressing the same as usual, Sir, as it does cause disruption in the office.”
“I wouldn’t worry about that, Daniela. I think that I will be able to persuade her to behave and wear a more conservative style of dress when I contact her over the weekend.”
“She can be very headstrong, sir. How do you think that you can convince her of this.”
“I think that I have a way that I can use to get her to cooperate over this. Don’t worry, I’m sure that she’ll be a new woman on Monday. You never know, maybe I’ll even get her eating out of my hand.”
“That will never happen in a million years. Anyway, I have to go and get some typing done. I do hope that you are successful when you talk to Cecyme.”
There was a silent giggle from the woman in the cabinet as she listened to her co-worker leaving the room. Never in a million years. Oh, Daniela, if you only knew that in a way I have been eating out of Jstreel’s hand just this lunchtime. I won’t cause any problems in the office in the office though, as I don’t want to create a rift between people anymore.
The door to the cabinet opened and the lady struggled for a few moments before she realised that it was her employer who had come to check on her situation. “Are you okay.”
A nod from the captive let him know that she was fine and she was left alone in her bondage when the door was closed. I wish I was your ‘right woman’ Jstreel, but a kinky lady who is into bondage is going to be as ‘wrong’ as it can be, and I’m sure that I don’t meet your special conditions. However, maybe I can get you to tie me up on occasion, perhaps in exchange for me behaving myself with the others.
As the afternoon went on, Cecyme experienced fantasy after fantasy as she squirmed in her bondage, and the erotic caress of the ropes kept her in a constant state of arousal. Every fantasy involved her employer, and she always ended up bound, gagged and naked with him making love to her with her screaming in pleasure as she was taken by him.
She was so occupied by her imagination that she didn’t even notice the door open, and she would have jumped if it wasn’t for the ropes that bound her to the seat when he said “The working day is over and everyone is going home. I think that you need a toilet break and a drink.”
He took hold of the chair, wheeled it out of the cabinet and over to the toilet door before he untied the ropes at her ankles and her lower thighs before removing the rope that had teased and tormented her most sensual area for the afternoon. There was no resistance offered by the woman as he took a pair of fresh black sheer pantyhose and rolled it up her legs before putting her shoes on her feet. Maybe he’s going to set me free in a little while, and he has more clothing for me to wear. three lengths of cord were selected and they were wrapped around her legs, at the ankles, just below the knees and at the mid thigh, with ten winds around the legs and four cinches between before the ends were tied together.
I think that I’m going to be your bondage prisoner for a while longer, but that isn’t a problem because I enjoy it now.
“Given what you now know about yourself, I don’t expect that you will cause trouble for me when you take your break. Do not remove your gag though, as I will do this when you can have your drink.” He said as he opened the door to the toilet. “Once I have removed the bonds that hold you to the chair, you can take your break, but don’t take too long.”
It only took a few minutes for her chest and arm ropes to be untied, and Cecyme hopped over to the toilet, closing the door behind her and sitting down on the seat. One thing had been a minor annoyance while she had been tied to the chair, and it was that her nipples had become erect, with them being constrained by her tight clothing. I don’t think I will get in trouble for this, and it will make me a little more comfortable. The lady removed the t-shirt by pulling it off over her head, and unhooked the bra before taking it down her arms, with her breasts feeling better as the pressure was taken off them. That is such a relief.
After she had cleaned herself up, the woman hopped out of the toilet, turned around so that her back was to her captor, and she placed her hands together behind her back so that her wrists could be tied together. “You are willing to remain helpless, I see.” The girl nodded and blushed as Jstreel as he crossed her wrists before he took a coil of rope and looped it five times in a vertical and horizontal way with three cinches to tighten the loop. “I noticed that you are topless now. Is that because it was troubling your erect nipples?”
Cecyme again nodded as the pieces of cloth that gagged her were removed from her face and put into a bag which was put into the drawer, while a bottle of water was removed and lifted up to her lips so that she could drink her fill. Once her thirst was sated, the bottle was placed back in the drawer, and the helpless lady looked at an unusual item which he picked up that appeared to be a large red rubber ball with a black leather strap going through it.
It looks like one of the gags that was worn be a girl in bondage on one of the sites. I think that this must be something new that I need to get used to. As he approached the bound lady, she opened her mouth wide so that the ball could be squeezed between her lips and the straps were taken around to the back of her neck where they were buckled together. Oh my, I’m starting to get saliva in my mouth.
After a minute or so had passed, she could feel the liquid build up to such a degree that she could feel it on her lips at either side of her mouth. “Well, it seems that a ball-gag does seem to have quite an effect on you.”
“Now, the punishment for your misbehaviour is not over, and even though I’m sure that you have learned your lesson, there are a few more steps to be taken. That is why you are coming home with me for the evening. Don’t worry I won’t take advantage of you sexually.”
The woman looked at her captor in horror and shook her head when she heard the words ‘coming home with me’ but it wasn’t the thought of being taken advantage of that frightened her. To go to your house means being going to your car, and to do that, I have to hop out of here and through the car park. Someone could see me like this!
“I can see that you are not going to go willingly, and it would be dangerous to carry you if you struggle, therefore I have just one other option.” Jstreel said as he took a chain out of the drawer with what appeared to be small clips on the end, and walked back up to her. “One last chance, are you going to cooperate?”
The woman looked terrified as she shook her head again. I can’t take the risk of being seen like this, I just can’t. One of the clips was lifted up to her right nipple and she screeched as pain shot through her breast as the clip clamped down onto her sensitive flesh. There was another cry from the lady as her left nipple was clamped by the second clip, but after a few seconds the feeling subsided to a strong ache.
“You are to hop to the car park, and every time that you do not comply, I will pull on the chain until you hop forward. I haven’t finished with you yet, Cecyme, so follow me.” He said as he hooked the middle of the chain around his right index finger
There was pause in which the women stayed motionless, and then she screamed as his finger jerked the chain so that a torment was inflicted on her helpless breasts. She took a hop towards the door, but even this caused her to bite into her gag as her motion caused the clips to shift just a little which caused a shock to her body. She did her best to move forward, but every so often she felt that she had to stop, although this just earned her another pull on the chain which encouraged her to start hopping again.
After a minute, both of them were out of the office which was locked by the captor, and the bound lady was forced to make her slow way towards the private elevator, which was used to take them to the ground floor. Cecyme was very relieved to discover that the car park was empty except for Jstreel’s car as the elevator doors opened, but each little jump still pained her as the clips tugged at her bruised nipples.
There was a puzzled look on her face as she looked around once they had reached the rear end of the vehicle, and she noticed the smile on her employer’s face. “I told Daniela that everyone could leave an hour early today, so that we would be the only ones here at five o’clock. I wasn’t going to expose you to the others,” He said as he opened the large trunk of the car.
So, now the bound and gagged woman is to be placed in the trunk of her captor’s car to be transported to his lair. Well, even though it is stereotypical, it does make sense.
“I’ll get you in and then I can take you to my house.” He said as he lifted the helpless woman up and placed her into the trunk of the car before rolling her onto her front, which left her in more than a little discomfort as the clips on her nipples were pushed into an awkward position between her breasts and the trunk floor.
I’m on top of the clips! This is not good.
Her legs were bent at the knees so that her heels were taken up to her bottom and a length of rope was used to tie her wrists to her ankles so that she was left in a strict hogtie. The lid of the trunk was shut, so that the captive was left in darkness and within a minute the engine of the vehicle started up with her feeling the vibration in her nipples. The car accelerated away from its parking position and every movement of the journey translated into more torment for the captive’s breasts but she was distracted by the incredible situation that she found herself in.
Oh my God, I’m bound, gagged, in my panties and hose, and I’m only a few feet from hundreds of people who don’t know what is happening to me. I’ve never felt so thrilled by anything ever before. I just hope that I get to do this again sometime. Even the pain in my nipples doesn’t subtract from this experience.
The car came to a halt, the engine stopped, and the lid up the trunk was lifted up before her hogtie rope was removed by her employer who put the rope in his pocket. “You’re at my house now, in the attached garage and I have an internal door to the house so that you cannot be seen by anyone else.” He said as he lifted her out of the trunk and helped her to stand on the floor before holding the chain with his right index finger. “Follow me, Cecyme.”
There was the occasional cry from the captive when she halted because of the torment to her nipples that were generated by her hopping, but she was soon in the hallway and entered a luxurious bedroom with a beautiful large brass bed. She was brought to a halt under the lighting which had a hook hanging down from it, and her employer brought her elbows together before using the hogtie rope to bind and cinch them in place. He opened a chest out of which he took out a coil of rope which was looped over the hook in the lighting, and one end of the cord was tied to the bound woman’s wrists. The other end was pulled by Jstreel and the helpless lady was forced to bend over so that she was parallel to the floor, with her hands high above her back as the rope was tied up.
This is such a restrictive position, yet it proves to be such an incredible thrill. I just wish that I was the right lady for you, Jstreel. Oh my, that feels so good, keep doing it, don’t stop. There was a wonderful feeling in her Mound of Venus as he placed his right hand between the top of her legs and provided a soft caress of her most intimate area which caused her to moan in pleasure. The caresses increased in strength and intensity, and over time Cecyme’s arousal was amplified to such a degree that she felt that she was going to explode in pleasure if this continued for much longer.
However, just as the woman in bondage thought that a few more strokes would bring her to a state of pure ecstasy, the caresses stopped and Jstreel walked out of the room, leaving her screaming through her gag in protest as she suffered from the denial of her orgasm. Please, come back, you can’t leave me like this! I need you to finish me! All Cecyme knew was the need in her body for fulfilment, and she knew that she was unable to do anything about her new torment as she trembled in her bondage.
As time went on, the ache between her legs diminished but there was to be no relief as her captor walked back into the room, and caressed the lips of her lust by putting his hand under her panties and hose so that she was soon brought back to the edge of orgasm. When the tormented lady had reached this point again, he left her alone in her suffering, and Cecyme discovered that pleasure can be just as much a torture as pain.
This happened two more times to the lady, and as he stopped the caresses for the second time she was unable to take anymore of the torment, so she burst into tears at the thought of being treated like this all night long. What happened next was a real surprise to her as he went around to her front and unbuckled the straps of her gag before pulling the ball out from between her lips.
“Okay, I guess that there is something that you want to say to me.”
“Please Jstreel, please Sir, please Master, please allow me to orgasm. I know that you have been searching for the right lady, but couldn’t you compromise and use me as your ‘right-now’ lady? I’ll do anything that you want to me, you can tie me up anyway that you want, as you have already tied up my heart. I don’t ever want anyone else to ever tie me up or make love to me, I am yours and yours alone. I’ll always be a good lady at work, and I’ll never be disruptive again. You are a good man, I’m a bondage loving harlot who is the ‘wrong lady’ with none of the special conditions, but couldn’t you just make an exception and accept me. I’ll be your slave if you’ll take me.”
“Open wide, my Cecyme.” He said as he held the ball up to her lips, but she was still sobbing as he inserted the ball and strapped the gag onto her face. “You may not believe it, my Cecyme, but your actions today have proved to me that you are the right lady and you meet all of my special conditions. I accept your offer to be my slave, and I consider myself the luckiest man in the world as you have selected me to be your master. Now, I need to help my new slave with a problem that is bothering her.
The despair of the captive turned to joy as her new master walked around to behind her and she screamed in anticipation as her panties and hose were pulled down in preparation of what was to come…
(One more part to go)
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### Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress M/F Part 5 End

Post by skybird137 » Fri May 23, 2014 6:39 am

Part 5
Once her master was behind her, Cecyme heard the sound of a zip being pulled down, and she thrust her hips at her master because she didn’t want her denial to continue. A loud scream escaped her lips as her aching void was filled by his engorged shaft, and her sighs turned into moans as he slid in and out of her in slow and gentle motions. After a few minutes have passed, the thrusts into her became faster and stronger which caused her to cry out at each caress of her most intimate area, as the flame of her lust grew ever stronger. Soon, the slave was pressing her hips against Jstreel in order that she could obtain the maximum pleasure from his thrusts into her, and ever second took her closer to the moment of bliss.
Jstreel thrust into Cecyme with a motion that was as intense as possible, but just as his slave was on the edge of her release, he slowed down so that she could be teased for one last time before he sped up so that she could obtain the bliss that she had been desperate for, and had been denied throughout the evening. There was a long loud scream from the helpless lady as the feeling of ecstasy erupted between her legs and engulfed her entire being, which caused her to jerk and convulse in the ropes.
After her orgasm had run its course through her body, she had only a vague awareness of the untying of the rope that bound her wrists to the ceiling, and how she was carried in his arms to the bed, where she fell into a deep sleep…
How long have I been asleep for? It must have been a deep sleep, as I’m no longer bound and gagged, and my shoes, hose and panties have been removed. The lady sat up on the bed and spotted a written note on a piece of paper which told her to take a break in the bathroom along with a shower, before dressing in what had been left for her and returning to the bedroom. It took less than half a minute to get to the bathroom, and she took her break before entering the shower, luxuriating in the touch of the warm water against her skin which was mixed with the sensual caress of the gel.
It took a few minutes for Cecyme to dry herself off, and she noticed the bag that was placed next to the door which she opened to discover a cyan camisole with black dots, plus a matching pair of panties. These must be the items that my master wants me to wear, and I do like the outfit that has been provided for me. She put the camisole on over her head, and it only took a few seconds to take the panties up her legs so that she could make her way back to the bedroom. Once she walked into the room, she could see that Jstreel was waiting for her with plenty of ropes on the bed and she shivered with anticipation of being placed in bondage by her master.
The willing slave walked up to her master with a smile on her face and turned around before placing her arms behind her back with her hands together palm to palm. “Just think, Cecyme, during this morning you fought against me tying you up, and now you can’t wait to be restrained and helpless.” Jstreel said as he took a length of rope and wound it around her wrists ten times, before cinching it four times with the knot tied off where her fingers could not reach.
“That was before I discovered that I loved being placed in bondage and that my place was to be your slave.” She said as he took another coil before walking around to her front and he wrapped it ten times around her ankle before cinching and tying it off as with her wrists. “Oh, I’m sorry, master. I forgot to call you master.”
He stood up straight and she was surprised when he held her in a warm embrace before running his fingers through her hair as he said “The look in your eyes says ‘Master’ and the tone of your voice says ‘Master’. Why should I get annoyed about you forgetting to say something to me, when you are telling me this all of the time?”
Any attempt by Cecyme to reply was stifled when his lips pressed against hers and soon the kiss became passionate as their tongues became as entwined as their feelings were for each other. They stood there for several minutes until Jstreel pulled back and Cecyme surprised by just how wonderful this kiss was, as none of her previous encounters had ever been anywhere close to being this good. There was silence from the submissive lady as he took three more lengths, and she enjoyed the deep thrill when the material pressed against her skin as the cords were bound to her legs, below and above the knees and at the mid-thigh.
A long piece was select next and this was wound ten times around her body and just below her elbows with the gaps between the arms and her body cinched in order to secure the tie, and another coil was wrapped around her chest just below her breasts. Next, a double stranded length was used to bind her arms to her body above her breasts, but one wrap was taken over her left shoulder and around the back of her neck before it went back over her right shoulder and back to her arms. This was cinched like the others, and it was tied to her chest ropes at the centre of her back before it was taken over her right shoulder and down between her breasts where it was looped around four strands of the lower chest ropes. The rope was taken back over the left should and pulled tight, so that the chest ropes pressed against the captive’s breasts and the end was tied off in the centre of her back.
By now, Cecyme had closed her eyes and she was emitting soft moans as she took pleasure in the cord that restrained her body. “This is incredible, Master, even without the rope that goes in my most intimate place.” She said as she writhed in her bondage.
“Are you referring to a crotch-rope?” Jstreel said.
“That is such a banal name for a wonderful placement of a length of cord. I know that I should not make suggestions, but couldn’t we call it a ‘special’ rope instead?”
“Okay, let’s get you into a kneeling position on the bed, and then I can apply a ‘special’ rope.” He said before helping his slave get onto the bed and placing her in a kneeling position. He took a length of rope which he double stranded before tying the doubled ends around the bottom two parts of her elbow rope at the front and taking the looped end between her upper thighs. This end was taken over the ropes that bound her wrists together and looped around the bonds at her ankles where it was pulled tight and tied off, which left the slave in a kneeling hogtie as well.
“That is wonderful, Master. As I struggle and try to move my feet away from my hands, I get tormented between my legs for my trouble.”
“I’m glad that you like it Cecyme. Now I have to get something for us to eat and drink, and we also have a lot to talk about for the future. It’s boring stuff like rules, limits, safe-words, but it’s best that we set things up now.” The helpless lady looked on as her master left her alone in the room, and she looked back on how the day went.
I understood why I let my ex walk all over me as I was being submissive even then. This time I am lucky as my Master would never treat me like that as he is so caring.
After ten minutes had gone by, Jstreel returned to the bedroom and he brought in a meal on a large tray which he placed on the bed to Cecyme’s left side. Many things were discussed during the long meal, and Cecyme felt as if she was going dizzy as she tried to remember all of the details.
“It seems that I have a lot to learn about being a submissive.” Cecyme said as she smiled at her master “I hope that you will help me with this.”
“I have a lot to learn about how to be your master, as every relationship is different, even one like ours. We can take things one step at a time, but never forget your safe-word or safe-signal as these are very important.” He said before pausing for a few seconds “There is also the matter of what you have been doing to the others in the office, which has been going on for quite some time.”
“Don’t worry, Master, I will behave myself in the future. I won’t tease anyone and I’ll dress in a decent manner from now on.” Cecyme said.
“I have no doubt that my slave will act with decorum, but there is the possibility that some people may become unhappy if you behave normally again without having to be subjected to some kind of punishment. I don’t want to see any of them becoming aggrieved about you getting away with your actions.”
“I understand, Master. The bad little girl has to be seen to be punished so that the others will be happy about my continuing to work there. What can we do to satisfy their desire for justice?” Cecyme said and she was surprised and shocked at the idea that her master had come up with, but he was her master and it was her duty to obey him.
“Are you sure that we can get away with this? What if someone overreacts and tries to stop it? It is scary at the very least, Master, but if you are sure that this will help to calm the situation, then I am not only duty bound but willing to be of assistance.” It was this moment that a yawn escaped the lips of the captive. “I am so sorry, but it seems as if the day has caught up with me at last.”
“I’m not surprised, Cecyme, after all it has been an amazing day and you have experienced a most incredible adventure. Perhaps it is time for you to get some sleep, so I’ll help your to lie down on the bed.”
“Thank you, master. Oh, something had slipped my mind, but I have remembered it now. I talk in my sleep, and there have been times when members of my family ended up recording conversations that I have had with myself. Maybe you should put me in a closet, or another room, so that you can have some peace and quiet.”
“Don’t worry, my wonderful slave, I already have the solution right here.” The master said as he took out four strips of cloth out of a drawer.
It looks as if I’ll be mumbling in my sleep from now on. The woman in bondage opened her mouth wide so that her master could ensure the effectiveness of the gag, and two large white handkerchiefs were pushed between her lips so that her mouth was stuffed. A large cyan spotted scarf was picked up which matched the clothes she was already wearing, and this covered her face from just below her eyes to her throat before it was knotted off at the back of her neck.
It appears that I have a matching set of underwear and gag right now. This must be what the well dressed submissives are wearing this year.
The second scarf which was dark with a pattern was folded lengthways before it was placed over her open mouth above the cyan scarf, and the ends were taken around to the back of her neck where they were pulled tight and knotted off so that the other material was pushed into her mouth. After her gag was finished, her captor moved her and laid her down on her right side, with her head on a pillow so that she could look at the centre of the bed. Her special hogtie rope was untied from her ankles and pulled tight before it was retied in the same place, so every little movement or even deep breathing served to tease the special place between her legs.
Cecyme closed her eyes, and she felt a gentle caress on her left thigh which made her feel even more comfortable as her need for sleep grew inside her.
“Sleep well, Cecyme.” He said, and she felt a gentle kiss on her left temple. “Sweet dreams.”
I hope that I will have sweet dreams, and all... of... them... have... you.. in.. them...
Monday Morning
It was nine in the morning, which was the start of work time and Cecyme was nervous as she waited in the corridor that led from her master’s room to the main office, so she stood by the door listening to what Jstreel was saying to her fellow workers.
“I know that Cecyme has been a bit of a problem for her fellow office workers, but we have sympathised because of the reason for her behaviour. However, I felt that this had gone on for long enough and the situation was detrimental for everyone. Over the weekend, I had a long conversation with her, and she not only agreed that she had been very unfair to everyone, but that she should be punished as that was the fair thing to do. Please note that she is nervous this morning, and that is unsurprising, but there is to be no laughing or pointing of fingers. I will bring her in now.”
I really hope that they don’t laugh at me.
The secretary watched as the door opened and her master appeared so that he could lead her into the main office, to be shown to the rest of her co-workers. There was silence as she was led into the room, wearing a long black skirt that reached down to her mid calves, black low heel shoes and black stockings, and on top she wore a loose fitting, long sleeved, white thick cotton blouse that was buttoned up to her neck.
It wasn’t the fact of the prim and proper clothing that made them quiet, so much as the extra items that were attached to her in various places, and she was led into the room in a literal sense because of the thick black leather collar around her neck, with a D-ring that had a lead attached to it that was held by her Master. She walked with her wrists in front of her, which were bound by handcuffs that had a linking chain which was about a foot long, and a similar set around her ankles ensured that she could only take small steps. There was a long chain around her waist which was padlocked into place, and another padlock secured the trailing end of the chain to the links of her handcuffs so that the movement of her hands away from her body was limited.
Even Cecyme was speechless at the unveiling of her punishment, as the large red ball-gag that she was introduced to on the Friday evening was back in her mouth again, and the trickles of saliva from her lips had started.
“If anyone interferes with Cecyme’s punishment in any way, they will be in very real trouble.” Jstreel said, but amongst the shocked faces there were nods and smiles of approval at the way the misbehaving secretary had been treated. The captive was taken to her desk, where she sat down before the lead was detached from her collar, and she booted up her PC as her master left the room.
There were moans from the captive as she shifted in position on the chair, because not all of her punishments were visible ones. If only they could see what is going on under my clothing. She wasn’t wearing a bra under the loose blouse, and her erect nipples were being tormented by the same chained clamps that she had to endure on the Friday evening, plus the only thing that was hidden under her skirt was a tight knotted special-rope that teased the naked flesh of her most intimate petals.
Every movement was a distraction that the office worker in bondage had to endure, and she wondered how many days of punishment lay ahead for her as she moaned from the teasing and tormenting of her body.
At least there’s lunch time, Master, when I can bend over your desk for some relief as you take advantage of me...
The End
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