
It had been roughly four years since I had seen Janet. The last time I had seen her, me and my friend had been bound and gagged and at her mercy. Now, over spring break, I was going to spend a week with her out in California? Who knows how this will end...
I found her house, and knock on the door. She opened it.
"Lindsey!" She hugged me. She was wearing a black shirt and jeans. I was wearing a hoodie and sweats. "It's been so long!"
"Too long!" I responded and hugged her back.
"Well come on in," She opened the door wider and let me in. "I've taken the whole week off from work so I could spend time with you."
"Oh, you didn't have to do that," I sighed and smiled.
So we sat and talked for three hours or so, and by the time we were done, it was 9:30. I had spent all day in airports and on a plane, so I was really tired.
"I think I'm going to head to bed," I yawned.
"Okay, I'll show you to your room and help you get situated."
She lead me to a room in the basement. Her entire house looked beautiful. She had furnished everything off so nicely.
"I sleep upstairs, so if you have and problems, just let me know." She said as she turned to look at me.
"Here's your room," She opened a door to show a bed and two fleece blankets. Honestly, not really what I was expecting. The rest of her house looked so nice, and this just seemed shabby.
She watched as I got dressed into my pjs. I walked over to the bed, and got in.
"Comfortable?" She asked.
"I'm a little cold. I usually sleep with more blankets than this." I was trying hard not to be rude.
"Oh, sure," she smiled. "I'll go see what I can find."
I got out from under the covers, and set up on the bed. I noticed that the closet door was standing open. I have this really irrational fear of closets, so I got up to shut the door. I couldn't help but look inside as I shut it. I quickly opened it, and saw what I thought I had saw. Janet had a little cabinet in the closet, and it had three drawers. In the first drawer, there were many coils of rope. In the second drawer, there were six or seven rolls of duct tape. In the final drawer, there were different varieties of gags. I sat and stared at the collection in excitement and a little bit of fear. I heard her coming down the steps, so I ran and sat back on the bed.
"I found two extra blankets for you,"
She came in with another fleece blanket and a heavy blanket that looked really soft.
"Why did you pick this room for me?" I asked somewhat quickly. I felt like she already knew that I knew.
She laid the blankets on the bed, and then walked over to the closet.
"Remember those games we used to play?" She asked.
"Yes. Why?" I was excited. I had longed for this moment since I got off the plane.
"I really liked playing them," She opened the door, and pulled the first drawer open. "I wanted you to come visit so I could play them with you again."
"I would like to play them again, too." I said. I was basically partying inside my head, so I didn't know what to say.
"Good. Now, I was thinking, since this is my house, that you will be tied at most hours of the day, and only untied when I say so. Does that sound fun to you?"
"I think that's a little excessive, don't you?" I asked her.
"No. I don't. I could call your mom and tell her that you begged me to let you stay for another week, and keep you bound and gagged for the whole time your here."
I thought about it.
"How long will I be gagged?"
"Once I tie you up for bed, you'll be gagged. After that, the only time you'll be gagged is if I'm making a phone call, or I feel like you really need it. Sound fair?"
"I guess so," I stood up and put my hands behind my back.
"First things first," she grabbed something from in the closet. It was an old collar. She put it around my neck, and strapped it in the back. "You're my pet for the next week. If your bad, you will be punished. If you're good, you will be rewarded. Okay, dear?"
"Yeah, that sounds fine."
"When I ask you a question, you respond with 'yes ma'am!'. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good. Now open up." She put a red ball gag in my mouth, and strapped it in tight.
TBC (: