Our own way of justice

Postby putasockinit2 » Tue Sep 08, 2015 3:51 pm

Lexi was a real estate agent that had just finished her day’s work having arrived home, ready for the evening’s entertainment. Her tanned skin, youthful looks and blonde, wavy hair made her a striking woman. Add to that her busty frame and toned legs and she was the perfect match. I waited outside in an ordinary looking builders van as I waited for her to come out jogging. Sure enough she didn’t disappoint, running down the drive in a tight pink lycra top and black leggings. White trainers and socks covered her feet, completing her outfit as I noticed her breasts bounce as she ran. I had to admit, my affections ran deep for her. After all she was incredibly hot and from what I had seen, her personality was reasonably nice too.

With her now out of the house I calmly waited 5 minutes before I picked up the spare key from under the rug and let myself into her house. After taking a good look around I eventually found the best place to hide, the walk in wardrobe in her room. I wasn’t doing this to stalk; no I had bigger plans, better plans than just that. After another 10 minutes I heard the front door open and close, as the sound of her shoes dropping off and hitting the floor was followed by footsteps to the kitchen, followed by her movements up the stairs towards the bathroom. I began to hear the bath running before she came into her bedroom and placed her drink on the side. To my delight, my own little strip show was about to start.

Both her lycra top and leggings were removed first, followed shortly after by her blue thong and matching bra. As she dumped them in the laundry basket I smiled to myself, seeing her naked busty, petite body in all its glory for the first time. As I waited for her to finish her bath, I began to prepare myself for what I was about to do. After all this was all about revenge deep down, but in my own unique way.

After 20 minutes she came out of the bath, a towel around her middle as she began to do her make up. I waited for her to finish before I made my move, putting my stun gun behind me. She had her back to me, looking in her wardrobe as she sat on the edge of her cream duvet bed. I sneaked right the way behind her before I calmly whispered in her left ear.

“It took me a while to find you Lexi”

She gasped as her head shot around, “Huh? How did you find me? I skipped town and I hadn’t heard from you in months. What do you want?” she paused, noticing the bag on my shoulders and the fact I was holding something behind me.

“What do I want? What’s rightfully mine, returned to me. Don’t play dumb, I know you have it. As for what to do to you, oh believe me I have lots of ideas of how to deal with a little sneaky thief like you. “

She paused looking at me for a few moments, seemingly her last stand before she stood up and walked over to her wardrobe, retrieving a padlocked wooden box before she handed it to me.

“That’s all I took, believe me”

“Thanks” I said, taking it from her grasp as I dropped it in my backpack.

“Quite the scandal could come of this. I could blow apart your entire career in an instant. Your short but successful career granted. I want more than the box for finding you again.”

“Don’t leak this, I’ll do anything…I don’t want the shame anymore.”

“Anything? Good, because you are going to quit your career and join me.”
“Why would I do that?”

“I have a stun gun. Or maybe I should just phone one of your many branches of offices. “

“No please, okay fine. But what do you want with me?”

“You will serve your own punishment as my willing bondage, sex slave. You will agree to do whatever I ask, you will hand me control from now on. You must be willing to please me sexually and through bondage whenever I wish. In return, this little secret business of yours doesn’t get out and I can keep an eye on you. “I spoke with a slightly rehearsed tone in my voice as I looked at her face drop. She had very little option but to accept. After stealing the box and its contents this deal was very much for her own good.

After a little while she nodded her head, accepting my deal as she knew from our past I was very much a ‘one deal and that’s it’ kind of guy. She removed her towel, letting it drop to the floor as she exposed her whole body to me.

“If you want me to yourself, then I am yours” she whispered, letting me drop my bag to the floor as I approached her like a tiger stalking its prey before the attack. She was the gazelle, watching as my prying eyes eyed her body up. Still she stood firm, but the closer I got the more she submitted herself to me. I kissed her neck. She kissed my forehead. The tension that filled the room was overpowering. I tackled her onto the bed, much to her giggles and delight. My body pressed into her from above. My hands held hers out as far away from her body as possible. Not that she minded, she liked it. I could tell from the way she looked at me with that bit lip, she was ready to accept her new found future. It was like a reunion of emotions.

Then at that moment, after grabbing some contraception, we made love for the first time as master and slave. Passion ripped through us that had been vacant for too long.
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Re: Our own way of justice

Postby putasockinit2 » Tue Sep 08, 2015 3:52 pm

*1 year previous*

The wooden box we speak of didn’t belong to me or her, but it was the temptation of greed that forced her to take it. We had both previously worked together for a security firm, running the night shift together. We had grown quite close from our time together, the previous 3 years in fact that our relationship was showing the signs of having the potential to be something special. We both shared a love of bondage and we tried it together a few times. She loved me a as a dom, I liked her as a sub. It worked. That was how we were really, there were no major arguments or anything like that. We just sort of…worked.

That all changed with the break in. We tried holding the 5 masked men off with our weapons but it proved near impossible. The building we were protecting was huge and they quickly found ways into the building that bypassed us completely. Suddenly, their van speeds to the corner near us. We see a figure running to jump in the passenger side, however with the sound of police in the distance when he tripped and fell, he didn’t have time to look for the box. Amongst the other possessions they stole, they needed to get away as soon as they could. Once the van had left, this was when she suddenly sprang into action.

She leaped across the garden to where she had witnessed the box to fall, before she soon ran to the back of her car and dumped it in her trunk. When she returned to me I could hardly look at her. She was stealing from our employer and managed to convince me that I couldn’t tell a soul. If I did, they would think I was in on it too, we would both be in trouble. When the officers arrived, she told them that the box had been stolen by the thieves. Surprisingly they were never found.

Once she had persuaded the police, she waited for the right moment and opened the box, taking the safety deposit box key for the bank and making a visit. On the day before she left, she told me in secret she had over £1 million in cash. Safe to say, her security job was quickly abandoned, she moved house and joined a successful real estate firm. This is how we met today, the reasons I was so keen to find her were numerous both in good and bad reasons.

*Half an hour after we began making love*

We both lay there, resting a while as we began to come to terms with what had just happened. She lay there naked, while I was in my boxer shorts. After a few moments I got up and got changed again as I chucked her a roll of clear tape and a pair of worn white panties from her washing basket.

“Gag yourself” I said, straightening out my outfit as she reluctantly complied.
She took the panties and began folding them into a tight ball before she opened that mouth of hers and pushed them in. She then used a pair of scissors to cut several strips of the tape, placing each of them tightly over her mouth. The first pouted her lips slightly, giving her a sexy gagged look in my view.

Now she was gagged she sat there and faced me in silence on her bed. She waited till I was ready before she crawled down onto the floor, kneeling beside me like a dog. I took a roll of grey duct tape and after pulling her arms behind her, began tightly taping them together at the wrists and elbows. Once these neat tape bonds were done, I taped tightly above and below her E cup boobs, making sure to pin her arms behind her back effectively.

Now her upper half was tied I wasted no time in pulling both her legs together, taping around her ankles to begin with the duct tape, before following on with bonds above and below her knees, as well as one around her thighs as she lay on the floor tightly secured. Her nipples received a tight squeeze before I picked her up and carried her outside to her car. I opened the trunk and dumped her inside. “Its time to take you to where you belong” I whispered before I shut the door, grabbed some of her clothing in bags and drove away from her house. The wooden box now back in my possession as I dusted all the finger prints off before I dumped it in a post box, in its own envelope to our former employer. This was making things right after so long of wrongs.
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