End Game

Postby putasockinit2 » Sat Aug 29, 2015 5:01 pm

“Who are you and why are you in my house?” was the phrase an exasperated yet nervous brunette woman called Kate whispered on reaction to a weapon pointing at her in her own home.

“Shut-up, the black box, where is it?” I replied, of course we both knew what I was on about. Working as the senior secretary for a local security firm, she had been entrusted with a small portable hard-drive that would be considered very valuable. It contained the security information and key financial details of most of the local businesses. Clearly for anyone planning a heist, this sort of information would be invaluable. The 25 year old beauty paused for a second; she knew this might even cost her career. However she didn’t give me too many problems as she walked with me to the safe room, entering the three access codes required, before the final steel safe door opened and the ‘black box’ was handed to me.

I kept my gun pointed at her, scanning the object with my eyes to make sure this wasn’t a fake. The serial number appeared correct, and a few checks soon allowed me to confirm this was the exact one that I needed.

“Thank you” I smirked before I pressed the weapon into the small of her back. “Walk upstairs to the small box room.” I replied, putting the hard drive in my bag as I followed the woman slowly upstairs towards the room in her house I had researched. Apart from her bathroom and bedroom, it was the only other room in the house to have its own door. Once we entered and I shut us in together, I smirked seeing just how out of control of the situation she was.

“This runs by the book, now strip and let me see those panties” I whispered in a teasing manner.

“Oh come on, really?...*gun clicks* ugh fine” she retorted, knowing that as the gun clicked, she was helpless to resist. Within moments she had stripped down from her secretary suit, with a short black skirt, down to her matching white bra, panties and garter belt, accompanied by a pair of stockings that showed off her toned legs.

“Excellent, oh you do look much better in your underwear for me” I laughed as she shot me a glare. I chucked her a bandana “Gag yourself”. Reluctantly she followed my orders, realising she had little choice but to obey. Once she was securely cleave gagged I pulled some ropes out of my bag and walked towards her, turning her around as I began to secure her wrists behind her tightly.

Once her wrists were secure, her elbows soon followed suit. I was finding it much easier and quicker to work without the distraction of her moaning about the situation. More ropes above and below her breasts made them bulge slightly as they did a good job at securing her arms to her back. After this was time for the crotch rope, something I took extra care on as I enjoyed slowly tying a rope around her waist before splitting her crotch with a rope twice, cinching it tightly upon completion. After helping her to sit down on the empty floor I pulled her legs together at the ankles and started tying. After securing her ankles, lower knees and thighs together, I pulled her legs back as far as they would go, before I secured her ankle bonds to her elbow bonds, making sure she was comfortably restrained yet helpless. I now rolled her on her side as I removed her cleave gag after spotting her used underwear hamper in the corner of the room.

She struggled as little as she could while I walked to the far side of the room and sifted through the pile, choosing a leopard print pair before I walked back over to her.
“Open wide” I smirked, folding them into a ball before I soon stuffed them into her expectant mouth. An entire roll of purple vet wrap sealed them in her mouth, muffling any sound she tried to make whilst duct tape wrapped over the vet wrap several times only added to its effectiveness. I reached out to her nipples. Noticing that they were hardening I gave them both a good groping and pinching, getting a good feel of her breasts whilst she was powerless to resist. After spending a few minutes massaging her breasts, I slid a hand south, rubbing my hand along the crotch rope and her panty covered pussy. I could feel her moistening a little bit already, presuming the crotch rope had stimulated her more than I thought. After fondling her for a few minutes more, I produced a vibrator bullet which was soon inserted and switched on moderate, before she was rolled over onto her front, gasping at the sudden sexual stimulation of her nether regions.

“Well Its time for me to say my farewells, I’ve enjoyed our time together and thanks for this” I smiled in a teasing manner, loving to watch her so helpless. “Don’t go anywhere…oh and maybe one day soon we can see each other again, maybe for a bit longer.” I laughed, giving her a wink as she grunted and moaned on the floor, squirming but to no avail. I shut the door to the room as I left, after taking some photos of course. After taking her keys and locking the house up, I took the ten minute walk to my car and drove off, satisfied with my days work.
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Re: End Game

Postby Shanyalovestape » Sun Aug 30, 2015 12:56 am

Perks of being a secretary ;)
Just your average,bondage-loving asian girl