A few years ago a group of family and friends gathered at my house in preparation for a social outing. In the group was a young lady by the name of Kim. She caught my eye for several reasons. First of all was her face. She has a unique look that I won’t even attempt to try to describe other than to say that I find it fascinating. I have seen her on numerous occasions since then and I am still undecided as to whether I consider her attractive, odd or somewhere in between.
The second thing that stood out was the rest of her from the neck down. She was wearing a plaid blouse that was flimsy cotton, sleeveless and unbuttoned to a modest degree showing just a hint of cleavage. A pair of extremely short denim shorts hugged her hips and her nicely curved bottom. Last of all was an attractive pair of long shapely tanned legs. She is a very well built woman.
She was there as the friend of a friend and I never did get introduced to her. I later found out she was a co-worker of my friend at the local pharmacy and since I do business at their place of employment I see Kim on a regular basis. Since we never met she doesn’t know me so we only have the standard customer/employee relationship. I’m not sure if she is even aware that it was my house she was at that night.
Whenever I go to the pharmacy I look forward to seeing her. The uniform there consists of tight black slacks and a short sleeved red polo shirt. The cut of it is suited to her figure and she looks good.
When you first walk through the front door you enter into the cosmetics and fashion area. The other day when I entered she was near the door by a new display rack. The rack was full of long sheer colorful scarves.
She was standing there holding a scarf in both hands. The scarf was a leopard skin pattern of black spots on a light gray background. She was holding it tightly over her mouth!
Had I known her better I would have offered to tie the knot and finish the gag for her. It would have been interesting to see how she would have reacted. She may have found it funny, she may have been offended, or I may have found a new TUG buddy. I’ll never know.
In the world of physics there is the theory of parallel universes. This theory states that everything that could have happened did happen. Think of it this way. When you arrive at a stop sign you can stop or you can drive right through; you have a decision to make. The theory says that at that moment both possibilities happen. In one universe you stop and in another you don’t. Every time a decision is made two universes are the result.
This means that in another universe I am with Kim in the store after closing. She is gagged with the scarf. Several more scarves have her lying bound hand and foot on the floor. If there are 60 scarves on the rack I have 60 choices for the gag, 59 choices for her wrists and 58 choices for her ankles. This means that just the bondage decisions alone result in the creation of 205320 universes. Now factor in the decisions made by her and me to get to that point, the decisions made on what to do after she is bound and all the other assorted choices that are made to accomplish one TUG.
I have now tied up Kim millions if not billions of times. Millions if not billions of alternate me’s are enjoying the pleasure of an attractive young lady who has consented (or not) to be my captive. As mind boggling as it seems it is little comfort to me here and now in this universe where Kim has no idea who I am and I am still fantasizing about a TUG that will probably never happen.