Being short on funds and in need of a job i had recently gained one in the mansion of Charlotte Jones. She had been a very succesful businesswoman, although she barely left the house. She paid people to run her businesses for her whilst she took the easy life. Masses of fortune seemed to roll in every month, every day almost as the endless chequebook was occasionally used. As her personal butler, i was one of the few people that got to spend a lot of time with her. She was 29 years old, with long, golden locks of hair. She had a busty chest and a nice ass, a pleasant site that i had the pleasure of viewing occasionally as i brought her her drinks or whatever she asked for. She was incredibly gorgeous, however i knew i was beginning to get ideas above my station.
The day i made a fascinating discovery she was downstairs at the time, checking her e-mails and having her breakfast whilst i made her bed. It was as i was doing this very task that my hands hit something flat and hard beneath her pillow. I reached under and soon found a pink tablet. Curiosity began to get the better of me. I wasnt supposed to look into her things, but maybe there was something exciting inside. I teqsed myself in a do i, dont i moment.
'It probably has a password anyway' i reasoned with myself as i pressed the on button softly and the home screen popped up. I swiped as indicated to the left and i was in. It was unprotected. Now i had gotten this far i couldnt resist nosing and looking at her messages. Once that was done, her browsing history was next before i paused and admired for a second the websites she had been looking at. I scrolled through each one, surprised to see so many different types and interests in the same thing...bondage.
One link particularly caught my interest as i read it. It was from an internet forum between bondage lovers. Her post wws longwinded but mentioned how she would love the opportunity one day to explore her kinky side, to serve someone as a slave yet she had too many responsibilities at the moment.
"Well." I thought. "This could well be your chance. You have the tablet as evidence here. Fortune favours the brave and all that." I thought to myself in a moment of motivation before a moment of pre-planned madness.