## The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Tue May 23, 2017 9:59 am

Hey everybody,
this is just a quick introduction for a story that I'm working on. Before I start posting it, please keep in mind that this is my first story and that my English may not be completely perfect from time to time. Also let me know what you think of it after I post the first parts. But anyways, enjoy!
Description: A high school student attends an exchange visit with a student from France. His counterpart turns out to be... different to what he would expect.
Main character / narrator
Name: Jason Carter
Appearance: Black messy hair, 5'11" tall, skinny, brown and green eyes
Part one coming soon...

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by xtc » Tue May 23, 2017 10:56 am

Don't worry too much about your English, several of our contributors are not native speakers.
Some of them are even Americans! Oops! How did that get in there?
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Tue May 23, 2017 11:00 am

Part 1 - Meeting her
Every year the school I go to participates in an exchange visit with students from a certain school in France. This year was no exception and since I was in junior year at the time, I had a chance to go as well so I decided to take it.
At the time I had no idea that this will be a decision I won’t forget for a damn long time.
About a month before we were supposed to set off to France, the teachers gave us the names and contacts of students whose houses we are going to be staying at. I read my host’s name out loud:
"Kelly Le Maitre…"
"Kelly, huh? Doesn’t sound very French if you ask me…" said my friend Nathan who was also attending the exchange.
"Yeah," I admitted. "The surname does though. If I’m right, 'le maître' means something like 'a teacher' or 'a master'."
Our teacher must have heard our conversation and stopped by.
"Oh yeah. Jason, I forgot to tell you, that Kelly is actually only half French. Her mother is American so she speaks fluent English."
"Well, I guess that explains the name."
"I’ve heard that she and her parents are really friendly people. You should write her an e-mail or something."
"Yeah, you’re right. I’ll contact her as soon as possible…"
*Fast forward to the day of the departure.*
I didn’t contact Kelly. Not because I would be shy or didn’t want to talk to her. I just somehow managed to forget about it. Now I was sitting on a plane that was heading to France, knowing that I’ll meet her face to face in about ten hours but not knowing anything about her.
"Well at least meeting her will be kind of a surprise for you," said Nathan, trying to make me feel better.
"Yeah, well I hope it will be a pleasant surprise…"
"You worry too much, Jason. What could possibly go wrong?"
/////
After what felt like ages, our plane finally landed. When we got all of our luggage, we exited the airport building to meet the French students and their families.
I recognized Kelly almost the second I saw her. Probably because she was holding a sign with my name on it. She was about 5'7" and had long blonde hair and blue eyes. I didn’t see her parents anywhere, but before I had a chance to go to her, one of our teachers ran up to me.
"Jason, I’ve got bad news." Yeah, welcome to France Jason! Time for bad things to start happening to you. "Kelly’s parents had to leave the town for a very important business trip. You think you two can take care of yourselves without them?"
"I guess so. But how are we going to get from the airport?"
"Oh don’t worry about that. One of the families offered to drive you to Kelly’s house."
With that he ran away again to talk to the French teachers about something and I decided to go and say hello to Kelly. As I approached her I noticed how beautiful she actually was. Well, it seems like things won’t be all that bad after all.
"Hey, I’m Jason, nice to meet you." I smiled at her and offered her a handshake.
"Kelly," she said and smiled back at me. "Nice to meet you too Jason. I’m sorry that my parents couldn’t make it."
"Oh that’s okay. I’m pretty sure we’ll be able to take care of ourselves."
"We sure will. Those people over there will take us to my house. Let’s go join them."
It turned out that the family that offered to take us with them was actually Nathan’s host family. They dropped us off right in front of Kelly’s house and when their car disappeared behind the corner of the street, me and her were left alone.
/////
I know that the intro is probably taking a bit too long, but stay tuned. Things will get a bit more interesting in the following part...

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by Jason Toddman » Tue May 23, 2017 11:24 am

I like the fact that the evident sub in the story is named Jason.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by xtc » Tue May 23, 2017 11:42 am

Please don't apologise for taking your time setting the scene. It should help readers to understand the rest of the story.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Tue May 23, 2017 11:57 am

Hah I actually changed the name to "Jason" in the last minute.

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Tue May 23, 2017 11:58 am

> xtc wrote:Please don't apologise for taking your time setting the scene. It should help readers to understand the rest of the story.

Thanks! As I said, it will get more interesting very soon

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Wed May 24, 2017 12:05 pm

Part 2 - First bondage encounter
"Alright," Kelly said. "I guess we can move inside now."
She pulled out a set of keys out of her pocket and unlocked the front door. I noticed a separate keyring on it with two tiny silver keys dangling off of it. I wondered what they could be used to open…
Kelly then held the front door open for me to carry my suitcase inside and then closed and locked it behind us. She then led me up the stairs and about halfway through a long hall into a guest bedroom. I walked in, put my suitcase on the floor and sat on a bed in the middle of the room.
"Alright Jason, now it's time for some house rules. Rule number one – no roaming around the house at night."
She said that in a tone that was completely different to what she was like until now. It made me a bit nervous at first, but then I figured she was probably just joking.
"Got it," I chuckled nervously.
Without warning she suddenly threw me onto the bed and straddled me. I was surprised by how easily she managed to do it.
"Kelly, what the hell?"
My eyes widened as she reached in her back pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Now I know what those tiny keys were for.
"I’m serious,” she said and cuffed my wrists to the headboard of the bed. "And I won’t hesitate to make sure that you respect that rule."
She got off of me and moved to a drawer in the corner of the room.
"Come on Kelly, let me go. I thought you were just joking."
"Rule number two," she said, ignoring me, as she pulled a roll of duct tape out of the drawer. "Don’t disturb the peace at night."
She ripped a long strip from the roll and approached me again.
"Oh no, Kelly please don-MMMMMPH!"
She just gave me an evil smile and set the duct tape down on the bedside table.
"Sleep tight, Jason."
With that, she switched the light off and left the room, leaving me in total darkness. What a start. I checked for some sort of a safety lever on the handcuff still hoping that they might be fake, but they were as real as the tape I was gagged with. Seeing no other option I just closed my eyes and decided to try and get some sleep, despite the discomfort.
/////
I woke up to Kelly opening the door to my room. I don’t know how I managed to fall asleep with the cold steel cutting into my wrists, but I guess I was just so tired that I managed to forget about it. Kelly then walked in, unlocked the handcuffs and removed the tape from my mouth.
"Come downstairs for breakfast when you’re ready," she said and left the room.
I got out of the bed and quickly changed my clothes, descended the stairs, went to the kitchen and sat down at the table opposite to Kelly. It kind of seemed like she felt almost sorry for what happened last night.
"So uh…" I started. "Why did you-"
"Look Jason. I want you to know that you didn’t do anything wrong, okay? It’s just that I… I like tying boys up."
I didn’t know how to react to this. I knew that something like that was a thing, but I never thought that I would get involved in it. What crossed my mind at that moment though was that it actually felt pretty good. I somehow wasn’t even mad at Kelly.
"So… Yesterday probably wasn’t the last time you tied me up, was it?"
Seeing that I’m not angry with her apparently made her feel better.
"Not at all," she smirked. "But I am willing to make things much easier for you if you cooperate..."
To be continued...

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by Jon Snow » Thu Jun 22, 2017 4:18 am

I am LOVING where this is going.
I love how Kelly seems almost shy to admit that she likes tying boys out, it's a cute and honestly quite realistic touch!
Keep this fantastic work coming, buddy!

### Re: The exchange visit

Post by JayDee » Sun Jul 02, 2017 1:24 pm

> Jon Snow wrote:I am LOVING where this is going.
> I love how Kelly seems almost shy to admit that she likes tying boys out, it's a cute and honestly quite realistic touch!
> Keep this fantastic work coming, buddy!

Thanks a lot for the kind words! I should have a bit more time soon so I'm planning on getting back to working on this