This is the first time I've ever attempted to write a story like this. Hopefully it isn't too bad!
I was leaving the house early on a Friday morning, setting off for my usual day at work in my standard office job. As I walked from my front door of my rented one-bed apartment towards my car, I looked up into my neighbours window and caught a glimpse of Sophia, a gorgeous 27-year-old lady who was seven years my senior. She was a pretty brunette, 5'8” tall with dark brown eyes and long, wavy hair. As was the norm by now, she was getting dressed and the curtains were slightly ajar, leaving enough of a view to see her. She was wearing a standard black bra and matching thong. I would take my time walking to my car and subtly admire the view, which to my knowledge she had no idea I was doing each day or for that matter probably even noticed me there. Today though, there appeared to be something slightly different about Sophia. She turned around and although I don't think she saw me staring up at her (I was quick to make it appear as if I was finding my keys in my pocket), she seemed to stand for a long period of time at the window, showcasing her exceptional physique to anyone in the neighbourhood. At this point, I hopped into my car and set off for work, not thinking any more of this.
After a long tiring day in the office I returned home, it was dark outside and I was so excited to get home, grab a beer and a takeaway and relax in front of the television. After about an hour I heard a crashing sound outside and abruptly ran to see what was happening. I opened the door but could not see anything. The next moment, Sophia popped up in front of me outside, causing me to jump. She was wearing a short black dress with high heels and pushed her breasts into me.
“Sorry Tyler, I didn't mean to scare you. I had a little too much to drink, came out for some fresh air and tripped over your bin!”
“That's ok Sophia,” I replied, laughing. “Do you want me to see you back to your door?”
“Well I was wondering if I could come in and have a glass of water to sober me up?” she enquired. She was swaying around a little at this point. “I don't feel like being alone all evening in my state, would you mind having an ugly lady join you for a couple of hours?”
“You're anything but ugly!” I said, stunned that she wanted to socialise with me, even if this was in part due to her state. “Of course you can come in, I'm just having a relaxing night in and a beer myself.”
We went inside and I offered her a glass of water. She didn't appear to be stumbling around any more which I found a little odd but did not think much of this. She brought out a hip flask from her handbag and asked if I wanted a taste of her favourite drink. She would not tell me what it was but she appeared to be quite drunk from this so I thought it must be worth a try! I took a small sip and almost wretched at the taste but as I was pulling the flask away from my lips she cupped her hand under my chin and lightly forced my chin up, encouraging me to keep trying the drink. We sat down on the sofa and I felt my head suddenly feeling light and I was becoming dizzy.
“Tyler, are you alright?” she asked, with a slight smirk on her face. “You don't look well at all!” The sight of Sophia and my living room became blurry and I passed out within seconds of her last words.
When I awoke, I took a moment to open my eyes and stretch my body which felt very tight and achy. It did not take me long to realise something was not right and I noticed I was in my bedroom, with my arms tied to the posts of my bed and my feet in a similar position tied to the bottom of the bed. I was in a spread-eagled position and began to panic. This panic turned to full on struggling when I also realised I was naked, except for my black boxers. I tried to piece together what was going on. I remembered letting Sophia into my house earlier in the night and sampling her alcoholic drink. The door to my bedroom then swung open. Sophia walked in with a smile on her face and sat on the bed next to my tied body.
“Sophia? What's going on? Why am I tied up on my bed?” I asked. “And where are my clothes?!”
She flicked her hair up and lightly bit her lip in a playful way. It took her a moment to answer my constant questions about what was going on when she finally replied.
“Every morning you stare at me Tyler. I see you through the opening of my curtains staring up every single day! You think I don't see you don't you? Or do you think I'm purposely letting you gawp and perve on me each morning?”
By her tone and stance I could tell she was not drunk and had used that as a rouse to get into my house and trick me into drinking from her flask. I was stunned by these revelations that she knew all along. How did she see me each day? It seemed that she only noticed possibly this morning but I was obviously less casual about looking than I had realised.
“I saw you staring again this morning and decided enough was enough. I stared out into the neighbourhood and there you were, just like always, pretending to search your pockets for your keys or check your phone. I bet you try to sneak pictures of me while you're at it don't you?”
“I do not!” I replied angrily, upset that she could even think such a thing. But the game was up, she knew I'd been spying on her and now she was in control and despite my struggling the entire time she spoke to me, I quickly discovered I was not getting out of this until she allowed me to.
“I'm so sorry Sophia,” I mumbled, “I guess I just got caught up in your beauty. It's not every day you get to see a girl a few years older than me in her lingerie. I won't do it ever again, I promise. Just please let me go, these ropes are hurting now.”
“I'll let you go once I'm convinced you've learnt your lesson and once I'm sure you won't do this again. A pretty lady like me needs her privacy you know, and there are certain ways to behave if you want to be seen as a gentleman.”
At this point, she stood up from the bed and put her hand under her dress, pulling her thong down, the same black thong she was wearing this morning. I felt my crotch region growing and she noticed this as well, as she said, “Looks like somebody is getting the wrong idea here!” With that she grabbed the back of my hair and jolted my neck back. Before I could utter much of a protest, she shoved the thong inside my mouth and pushed as far as she could. She held this in place with one hand and pulled a ball gag out from her handbag. I shook my head wildly, realising that once she locked the gag in any cries for help would be completely muffled. However, she was older and stronger than me and pushed the ball into my mouth, causing the wet thong to go down onto my tongue and locked the strap behind my head. She stood back and admired her perfect job of silencing me as I thrashed about on my bed, barely able to move and no longer able to speak. All that came out were a chorus of “Mmmmpppphh” sounds. I glared at Sophia angrily but this just encouraged her further and she mocked me and laughed at my predicament. I was annoyed with myself for letting her trick me into thinking she was drunk in the first place and allow myself to taste her disgusting drink which had clearly been drugged as part of her plan to tie me up. She then grabbed my crotch through my boxers and gave it a hard squeeze, causing me to groan in pain. She took my phone from the bedside cabinet and placed it inside my boxers. She winked at me with a knowing look and I was concerned about what she could have done with my phone.
“I'm going to leave you to it for a bit and let you think about what you will do next time you see me getting dressed for work in the morning. I hope you enjoy the taste of my underwear, you can probably tell that you got me quite worked up all day thinking about what I would do to you tonight. I pictured you gagged and chewing on my thong while I was at work!”
“Mmmppph?” I tried to call out for her to come back but she left, slamming the door shut on her way out.
I was left alone, wondering how long she would leave me here for and wondering what she was doing now. I could hear her roaming around my house, which caused me to struggle more, feeling angry that my privacy was being abused. I was more angry, however, at what she had done to my phone presumably when I was unconscious. It vibrated every 30 seconds and caused my penis to throb in excitement. There was nothing I could do to stop this and I was craving for a release by the time she returned, maybe 15 minutes later.
This time, however, she had changed from her black dress. She was still wearing her black high heeled shoes but this was complimented only with a matching red bra and thong. She looked incredible and she knew it. I tried pleading with her through my gag as she approached but she just smiled and climbed on top of me. I looked at her with a confused expression, unsure what was about to happen. She felt under my boxers gently and grabbed my phone. She smiled at me.
“Did you like my little phone surprise? I thought you'd enjoy it!”
“Mmmmphhh! Mmmmphhh!”
She laughed again and placed her right hand back under my boxers and grabbed my hard penis, causing me to gently groan in pleasure. She looked into my eyes and smirked as she continued to tug up and down, telling me the entire time that I was all hers and she was in control of me. I was about to release and she abruptly stopped, laughing and mocking my silenced groans of anguish.
“Oh no you don't!” she remarked. “This is my night of revenge and it won't involve much pleasure for you. You've been very naughty and I'm going to teach you a lesson!”
I continued to plead with her but it was clearly no use.
“I bet your jaw aches with that ball gag on doesn't it?” I nodded, hoping she was starting to ease up and might at least remove the gag and her dirty thong. “And my thong can't taste good after the busy day I've had!” I shook my head, agreeing with her statement. “Well I'm going to head home for the night” she said. “I don't quite think you've learnt your lesson yet but I'm going to be nice and take off the gag for you so that you can rest your jaw and think of the best way to phrase a sincere apology to me so that I can untie you in the morning and we can both forget this and your perverted spying ever happened!” She unbuckled my ball gag and pulled this out of my mouth. I spit out her thong and she picked it up off the bed. “I'll take this to be washed. If I leave it here you'll only keep it for your perverted ways.”
“You sick bitch!” I shouted. “What is wrong with you? You can't leave me tied up like this all night! Let me go right now!” She cupped my mouth with her hand.
“Oh dear, looks like you haven't learnt anything so far have you Tyler?” She let go of my mouth but then pulled out a sleeping mask from her handbag and covered my eyes with it so that I could not see. I then heard sounds but could not see what she was doing. I then felt fabric being forced into my mouth and the ball gag was tightly sealed back in place. “Well I really am going home now. I'll be back tomorrow morning. You lost the privilege of being able to talk for the night and can stay like this now! Enjoy chewing on this lacy thong. Sweet dreams Tyler!”
I bashed about as much as I could, praying she would untie me or at least remove the gag or blindfold but it was no use. I heard the sound of the door shutting to my room and then she walked out the front door. I was left in darkness, unable to speak, see or move and wondered when she would return to untie me in the morning, or whether she would even let me out without further punishment!