For the umpteenth time, Janet glanced around the room frantically. She tried to scream in frustration but all that came out of her mouth was a muffled grunt. Countless turns of soft cloth had been wound around her head effectively sealing her mouth. Her lovely red lips were pried apart by the amount of cloth cleaving her mouth. Her long raven tresses were kept in control by the same cloth that served as her gag.
She sat in a simple wooden chair with a cushion on the seat. Her hands were pulled behind her and the chair's backrest and were kept immobile by the countless turns of rope that had been tied and cinched around her wrists. Glancing down, she could see her breasts highlighted through her thin lime green slip by the turns of rope above and below her ample chest attaching her body to the chair back. More rope encircled her waist and her wrists further immobilizing her. Looking further down, her smooth and creamy thighs were very much in evidence since her slip had hiked up to just below her very small panties.
Janet stared in fascination as her leg muscles flexed along her thighs and calves, struggling against the ropes above her knees and around her ankles. Her ankle ropes were attached to the bottom part of the chair.
"This is not what I expected tonight," she thought. After a nice and leisurely dinner, she and her husband Don had prepared for bed. Don had been flirting with her all night so she took the hint and dressed in one of her sexiest outfits. But as she was exiting the bathroom. She was grabbed and a large hand had covered her mouth. She initially panicked but relaxed as she smelled her husband's favorite cologne.
She was quickly moved towards a chair and quickly gagged with a long strip of cloth that filled her mouth. Don quickly bound her to the chair and left bedroom softly closing the door.
Janet struggled in a sorry way with her bonds only to realize that escape was out of the question. She hadn't been tied up like this since she was a young girl babysitting for two young boys. She was a little peeved but she could also not deny the heat and wetness forming between her bound legs. What was her husband's game and what was in store for her?
Janet could only moan in excited suspense....