Stacy looked over at her captive and couldn't help but smile. It was so satisfying having him all tied up and helpless. His hands had been bound behind his back as well as his elbows. His legs were tied just above his knees and at his ankles. She had secured his hands and feet with a secure tie to put him into a strict hogtie. She had gagged him with her panties that she wore during her last workout and taped over it with three pieces of silver duct tape. "He can chew on those and taste all the sweat he caused me to drip" she thought.
"How had she tricked me?" Bryan thought to himself. Even though he was loving every minute of it he still felt ashamed for letting his client dupe him into one of the most strict hogties he had ever been in. He had only been a personal trainer for two months and already he letting his clients take charge of him. It was a simple bet, she told him that if he could get out she would pay double his rate, if he couldn't not only would she get this session free but a while month. "What's the worst she could do?" He thought. "I love bondage and this challenge is too good to pass up, not only to I get tied, it prolongs are session so I get more money."
Little did he know, she loved bondage too...
"I can't believe he agreed to this?" Stacy thought to herself. "I'm glad he did though, little did he know I love bondage." She looked over at her captive squirming from side to side. She got all giddy thinking of all the things she is going to do for making her do all those push-ups, sit ups, squats, etc.. "At least I can get some payback, not that it's necessary, I hired him as my personal trainer. Although its always fun to get some tension out." She thought. As she watched her captive squirm she couldn't help but notice his color coordination for his outfit. His red T-shirt against his muscular body, his black track pants, his black and red Adidas running shoes, even she could see his red running socks from under his pants. "Let's have some fun shall we..."
The more Bryan struggled the greater the fact he was stuck. She had defeated him and now it was inevitable she was gonna make him pay for working her to the bone. He could see the smirk on her face as she was contemplating her next move. As she rose to her feet she said "let's have some fun shall we."
As Stacy walked over to her little bag of bondage she pulled out a scarf to blindfold her victim. "I don't want you to see what's coming" she told him as she wrapped it around his head. With that she sat crossed legged in front of him and pulled his hair to make his blindfolded eyes look up. "Even though I hired you to be my personal trainer, you've done a great job of torturing me with your concocted workouts. Now it's my turn to torture you!" She told him. "First lets see if your ticklish?"
"No." Bryan thought. "I am easily the most ticklish person I know, this will be absolute torture." He tried protesting but all that came out was a muffled "mmmffghnn." He tensed up as soon as she let go of his hair, and the next few seconds seemed to last forever.
Stacy looked over her victim and pondered where to strike first, "his sides", she thought, "or his legs, maybe I can squeeze my fingers into his armpits." She looked up and down and finally made her decision.
The agony of waiting was torture enough for Bryan. He heard Stacy get up from in front of him and walk off. As he lie there be gave one last ditched effort to free himself to no avail. "I just hope she leaves my feet alone" he thought. He heard Stacy's footsteps coming closer and waited...
Stacy had come back with a plethora of supply's. everything from feathers to hairbrushes, she had even brought a bottle of baby oil. "So here's what I am going to do, I am going to make you cry, and then when you are pushed to your limit, I am going to push you over it" she told Bryan. "First lets see how ticklish your feet are?" With that she slowly untied her prisoners left shoe and pulled it off revealing a red athletic sock. As she pondered for a moment she realized it was a women's sock as she had a similar pair. "So you like women's socks, huh?" She asked
"Yemmfff" Bryan tried to get out. The truth was he did, being a smaller guy his feet were too small for most mens socks but he found women's socks fit him perfectly. Not to mention they were a lot more comfortable and came in fun colors. He wasn't shy to admit it either, he loved that he had smaller feet for those reasons. With one shoe off he tried his best to wiggle his foot but she was quick to grab it with one hand. "Let's just see how ticklish your girly feet are?" She told him as he could start to feel her long nails go up and down his socked sole. "Naaammfffnn" he cried out as she tickled is foot. He squirmed against his bonds to no luck. She had do e a masterful job tying him up. She was determined to make him scream for mercy, she tried all the different spots until she found what she was looking for.
"Ah ha!" Stacy exclaimed as Bryan squealed and laughed into her panties taped in his mouth. She had dug right into the spot between his toes and arch. "I think I found your favorite spot" she told her captive as she started to untie his other shoe revealing another red sock. "Let's see if its the same on the other foot?" She said as she dug her fingers in...
"Maaaffgg" Bryan yelled into his gag as she tickled his most vulnerable spot. She didnt stop for what seemed like ages, finally she took her hands away.
Stacy contemplated for a few seconds and finally decided her next move. "I love your socks, but I think we will more fun with them off!" She told him as she ripped off the socks on both of his feet. "Now lets make sure you are as helpless as ever, she told him while wrapping a shoelace between his toes and tying it off. She then grabbed the baby oil and poured it over his bare soles. "What shall we use?" She taunted "I have feathers, a hairbrush, my fingers, and even a pink pen to write with. What do you think?"
"Nathmmf" Bryan muffed into his gag. "Ok", he heard and waiting, scared but curious. Within a few seconds he felt the bristles of a hair brush rake up and down his soles as he screamed for mercy. Stacy was relentless as she scraped the hairbrush across his soles.
Stay was enjoying hearing her captive cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time. She used the hairbrush for ten minutes and decided to switch tactics. She crawled over the her victim's side and rolled him over. She pulled up his shirt revealing his abs. They weren't washboard, but you could still see his muscles especially now that he was breathing heavily. "Ooh, look at these muscles. Are they ticklish too?" She said. All she heard was a groan before she started moving her fingers lightly up and down his stomach. As she did she could see his muscles contracting. Finally she went all out feverishly tickling his abdomen.
Bryan tried getting out a "please, please stop" but all that came out was a muffled mess. As she was tickling his stomach the erection Bryan was hiding the whole time could be faintly be seen. "Thank goodness he was wearing under armour spandex." He thought to himself. "Otherwise it would be completely obvious." Little did he know she had caught it as soon as she rolled him over.
As Stacy finished tickling Bryan she took a moment before brining out the elephant in the room. "So it appears you are enjoying this huh?" She asked. Bryan gave a defeated nod. "Well then, it seems this torture has not been as torturous as I had planned." She said. "Still though, you seemed to have learned your lesson.?" Again he gave a defeated nod. "I will admit I love this and I am guessing you do too?" Again he nodded. "Being how we both enjoy this, is it possible to work this into our workout routines?" She asked while trying to hide her excitement. "Yemmff." She heard in reply. "Yay" she exclaimed. " I am going to let you go, but before I do it seems that you might need to take a moment to relax so..."
Bryan was worried as be heard her get up and walk away. A few moments later he heard her footsteps growing closer and as she arrived she grabbed his pants pulled them open and be felt a very cold sensation.
"That should help you cool down" she mocked. Bryan screamed into her panties as she just grinned. "Now in order for me to release you you are going to beg and grobble." She told Bryan. "First I am going to ungag and take the blindfold of you." She directed. "Then you must squirm your way over to me and beg me to untie you as you kiss my feet, understood?" She asked.
Bryan shook his head confirming what she had told him. She walked over and took the blindfold off. Then she ripped the tape off his mouth as be spit out her worn panties. "I can't believe you put those in my mouth!" He shouted. She slapped him on his butt saying he probably liked it. She walked over to her couch and sat down. "Proceed" she told him. Bryan wiggled his way over to her struggling every inch. She had done such a tight hogtie he was barely able to move and now having to work his way across the room he had to use all his energy to manage it. When he finally got there after what seemed like an hour she was sitting there with her legs crossed. She was wearing a white tank top workout shirt with blank and white running shorts that came down to her mid thigh. She was also wearing white ankle socks with the grey tie and heel. He started to kiss her feet, as be did be found her feet did not smell, actually he could smell her laundry soap on the socks. "Please, please untie me." He asked. She just shrugged and stuck her foot in his face. He started to kiss her feet more and kept pleading with her to untie him. "I will do anything" he finally retorted after twenty minutes of begging.
"That's what I wanted to hear." She said. "Here is what I want. You are now my bondage slave, when ever we meet you are subject to my demands and must do what I say. You will call me mistress when in that role and nothing else. Before you come over you will ask what I want you to wear. Understood?"
Bryan's mind was blown. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He had basically met the girl he had always wanted too meet. A dominant female who loved bondage, he already knew his response. "I accept your terms if you accept mine. I shall come over whenever I please, you will be subject to my dominance and call me master."
Stacy's eyes grew wide with excitement. "Yes!" She yelled. She then untied her captive and as he stretched out he grabbed his new mistress by the waist, picked her up and slammed into the wall. Looking into her eyes he knew this was a out to become his best "client." He then carried her into her bedroom as she asked "What now Master?"