Daniel’s appointment with an Escort (part 1) - FF/M
Tags: Femdom, Bondage, Diaper, gags, submission
Daniel had been married to Clare for 5 years. He had a high powered job in Finance in the City of London and she worked on the creative side of an advertising agency. Both of them spent many nights away from home on business and at a weekend they always seemed to be entertaining friends so they had little time together Whilst they had a love life it was, by the standards of things he saw on the internet, conventional and certainly wasn’t regular or indeed frequent. During one of the lonely evenings Clare was away he found himself looking at various Escort websites and wondering whether he dared book a visit to try something new. Impulsively he decided he would, particularly when he came across a webpage describing Mandy. Unusually it had a picture that didn’t have a blanked out face and she was stunning. Her rates seemed reasonable so he decided to go ahead but some planning was required to keep this secret from Clare. He had watched enough TV programmes to know about tracing calls so he went to the local supermarket and bought a pay-as-you-go SIM card with no forms to fill in. He loaded £10 of credit on to it using cash, returned home and installed it in his smartphone. He hesitated having entered the number before pressing ‘call’. He wasn’t sure whether it would be an answering machine and if so what he would say, but the call was answered by a woman. ‘Hi … is that Mandy’ he stammered losing any confidence he might have had. ‘No’ said the lady ‘but I do her appointments. When would you like to meet and what services are you looking for?’ Daniel had prepared for this as he knew the next time Clare was scheduled to be away for a couple of nights so he gave the date and the lady went away and checked a diary and then confirmed Mandy had nothing on that day. She then told him that Mandy only did outcalls and he had to ask what that meant. ‘Well she can come to you or more usually the client books a room in a hotel’ she said. The thought of an Escort in his house wasn’t something he had contemplated and he didn’t know how he could book a hotel without a credit card and that would allow a trace back to him. He started to make excuses to end the call but the lady seemed to sense his dilemma and ‘if it’s a problem sir, Mandy can book the room and add the cost to her fee’ she offered. Things were looking up he thought. She then started talking about the services he would like and he found himself tongue-tied and at a loss when she started to reel off a load of initials clearly covered a range of services. He obviously came across as a client with no experience particularly when he blurted out ‘yes’ to everything she mentioned so she switched from a businesslike approach to one he could best describe as a motherly tone, a tone he admitted afterwards he liked. He found himself telling her his life story, his relationship with his wife and his frustrations. He thought he had managed not to mention any names or personal details but thinking back afterwards he wasn’t too sure. ‘Well you know Mandy does offer an overnight service for some clients and of course any additional services are only between consenting adults’ she continued ‘it is an expensive option I do understand, but you might find it more relaxing not to be rushed’ she said in a tome dripping with honey. Daniel surprised himself by agreeing before even asking the fee involved. The £1,000 fee plus hotel costs was far more than he had been expecting to pay but with his salary it wasn’t a problem. He would just have to be careful Clare didn’t notice the missing money but that was an advantage of separate bank accounts. The lady asked his name and he said Tom, giving the first name that popped into his head. She said Mandy would text the hotel address and fee to him on the number he was using and she ended the call.
Sure enough the details appeared on his phone a couple of hours later. He put the address into Google and was surprised it wasn’t listed as a hotel. He check on street view and there appeared to be a large property at the end of a country lane so he assumed it must have been recently converted and it was certainly a discrete location and was about 30 minutes away according to Google. He deleted the browsing history on his PC to cover his tracks and looked forward to the evening.
A couple of weeks later he waved Clare off as she got in a taxi to go the station. She had to get a train into London, cross to Euston to catch the evening train to Blackpool but at least she would get a meal on the train. He showered dressed and went out to the car. He removed all documentation that had their name or address on it and placed £500 on top of the spare wheel should he break down or anything as he didn’t want to take any credit cards or anything that would betray his real identity. He checked he had the money for her fee plus the hotel, locked up the house and drove to the address given. He got there a bit early so had to wait in a lay-by a couple of miles away as he didn’t want to arrive before the time they had agreed. Finally he drove down the lane and turned into the gravel carpark in front of the house. There no street lights and no welcoming Hotel sign which set alarm bells ringing but he got out and left his coat in the car and his house keys in the glove box and then locked the car and walked to the front door. Almost as if someone had been watching him arrive, the door opened flooding the porch with light and a tall lady with long blond hair stepped out. She was wearing a black leather short sleeved top and long leather skirt and thigh length leather boots. She smiled a winning smile and held out her hand ‘you must be Tom’ she said in a very silky voice. Daniel recognised her from the website and stammered ‘yes’. ‘Come on in’ she said turning and walking into the hall swaying her bottom provocatively. ‘I thought this was a hotel’ said Daniel looking around. She laughed ‘did Sue say that? No this is my friend’s place and she let’s me use it for clients that would prefer not to use a hotel if you know what I mean’ She took his hand kissed him lightly on the cheek ‘come on up’ she said. Putting his concerns to one side he allowed himself to be led up the stairs into a bedroom. The room was dominated by a large four poster bed, a door in one corner was open showing an en-suite bathroom and apart from a dressing table and a movable screen sectioning off one corner, the room was bare.
She turned to face him and kissed him long and hard on the lips and he allowed her tongue to explore his mouth, She flicked her long hair back off her shoulders and dropped her hand to his groin noting with a smile the bulge of his erect cock ‘somebody’s ready’ she purred, unbuttoning his shirt and unbuckling his trousers. His trousers fell to his ankles and she quickly pulled his silk boxers down freeing his cock. Within five minutes of meeting her he was naked and she was still dressed. ‘Why don’t you step out of your clothes’ she commanded, unzipping her skirt and her pulling off her top. When he had kicked his clothes into a corner he found himself looking up at her naked pert breasts. She had removed her boots so she stood in front of him just wearing a very short black silk dress that hardly covered her modesty. She gently took hold of his erect cock and walked him to the bed. She sat on the end and let herself fall back onto the black silk sheet. There was a cracking noise as she got comfortable, feet on the floor and legs wide open. She flipped up the short skirt exposing her shaved privates to his gaze. ‘Come on big boy, what are you waiting for’ she said huskily messing her hair and throwing her arms out to the posts at the head of the bed. He hadn’t been expecting such a service but recalled Escorts offered “full service” to some clients and the lady on the phone had mentioned something about services between consenting adults but he didn’t recall saying yes but then again he couldn’t recall saying no to the offer either. Anyway he was here and his instincts took over and he leant over the end of the bed and inserted his cock into her surprising wet pussy and he started to fuck her. He had just got in the rhythm when she stopped him and rolled out from underneath. ‘What’s going on’ he demanded. ‘Nothing’ she said ‘I just think you need to take things more slowly and enjoy it before we see what we can learn together. You lie back on the bed and I’ll show you what I mean’ It was a command not a request. She helped him onto the bed so that he was in the middle. She kissed him long and hard again and then took hold of his left hand and moved it up the vertical post of the four poster bed noting with pleasure he didn’t resist. She pulled out the silk scarf from under the sheet. It was already tied to the post and she used the free end to tie his wrist to the post. ‘Hey what’s going on’ he demanded. She put a finger to his lips ‘shush, just go with it you will enjoy it I promise’ Quickly she secured his other wrist and his ankles in the same way and now he was staked out on the bed naked. She sat astride him and lifted up the short skirt to allow her hand to guide him back inside. Her strong vaginal muscles started to pump his cock as she slowly built up a rhythm moving up and down on the bed making sure not to allow him to escape from her pussy. His climax was inevitable but it took longer than he was used to with Clare and he told himself it was more enjoyable. She climbed off and went into the bathroom making no attempt to release him.
He assumed she was going for a shower because that’s what Clare did but there was no sound of running water and Mandy was soon back. Rather than returning to the bed she opened the door and another woman walked in. She was wearing a silk dress which could best be described as a baby dress with frills everywhere. ‘Who are you’ Daniel said ‘This is Sue’ said Mandy ‘you spoke to her on the phone and because of what you confided in her we knew you were the type of person we could work with. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ he shouted ‘just untie me and I’ll be on my way there has been a terrible misunderstanding’. ‘Well I don’t think so’ said Mandy walking over to the bed carrying a tablet PC Sue had brought with her. On it was an image of him leaning over Mandy, who was on the bed. His cock was clearly impaled in Mandy’s pussy just as he remembered it but in the photo she was tied to the bed as he was now, she was gagged and she was clearly in distress. This was a rape photo if he didn’t know better. ‘This coupled with your semen sample I have taken will play well with any court I think. How will your wife feel I wonder?’ Mandy laughed. ‘What do you want’ he stammered ‘Only what you came here for, a night of fun and passion but the only difference is we do it our way. Now Sue, go and check his car for any information that might be useful’. ‘You won’t get away with this’ he said feeling a little braver ‘oh but we do all the time. It’s quite easy to identify people like you, people with money who are naive and have something to lose if this was exposed. But that’s enough explanation I think’. She walked to the cabinet and collected a pair of scissors and stooped to pick up his silk boxers, Watching him she cut the elastic off. ‘Hey those were a present from my wife’ he screamed. ‘Well enjoy them’ she said cramming them into his mouth. Before he could push the wad out she twirled a silk scarf round and knotted it over his mouth to hold the boxers in place. He tried to reason with her but the gag meant it just came out as a mmpfh noise. The door opened and Sue returned with his coat and a travel rug which he knew had been in the boot. She dropped them on the floor with his clothes. ‘ Nothing much in the car’ she said ‘it looks like he was pretty thorough in removing documents etc but he has left his phone and I found £500 in the boot on the spare wheel’ she said looking with pleasure at his embarrassment. ’Anything on the phone’ said Mandy ‘Well it might be locked let’s check’ Sue said. Daniel cursed that he hadn’t put a pin code on the SIM card but there wasn’t anything on the card other than Mandy’s number so he wasn’t worried. Sue powered the phone up ‘hmm just our number on the call log and your text. Hello there’s a couple of numbers on the phone’s internal memory though, one says Home and one says Clare’ Daniel strained against the bonds but he was going nowhere. Sue dialled the home number ‘well well well’ she said ‘the home phone goes to an answering machine that says Daniel and Clare are tied up right now so leave a message. Not far from the truth except Tom is actually called Daniel and his wife is called Clare’. Mandy turned to Daniel ‘ok Daniel I guess you can work out that if you don’t co-operate we will text that photo to your wife Clare so what’s it to be?’ He closed his eyes and nodded.