Darla's ordeal

Postby putasockinit2 » Mon Oct 26, 2015 4:57 pm

When Darla awoke she was confused as to exactly where she was for a few moments before her surroundings soon became apparent to her. She was in the basement of her small office, in a sound-proof room alone. She was completely naked and a locked metal collar was fitted tightly and securely around her neck with a chain connecting through a loop in the ceiling making sure she couldn’t run off. How had this happened? The last few hours were a blur.

After 10 minutes of walking around she was relieved and anxious when the door opened and someone came down the steps. Maybe they were here to free her. As the figure approached increasingly nearer she was surprised to see it was her boss, known as Danny.

The large breasted brunette looked stunned for a few moments as the man walked behind her and slapped her exposed ass hard a few times.

“What…what on earth is going on?” Darla replied completely bewildered by her position and why this was happening to her.

“I want you to myself. You are to be my slave and you will learn to follow my every command. I want you to please me, to tie you up and for you to be willing to accept whatever I have in store.”

Danny smiled at the curvaceous beauty as she took in exactly what he was saying. This was something that would completely change her life.

The pair had first met when Darla taught English at college to Danny and the pair formed a secretive relationship. She was 3 years his senior and the relationship lasted until he left. However as soon as he left, the pair broke up and decided to act more professionally. This professionalism and various other circumstances meant a few years later, when the rich and successful Danny needed a secretary that he knew of one woman he wanted to employ; the one that had made him the happiest in the past few years. This professionalism meant that for her first year in the job he treated her with respect, setting her work just like any other secretary. However after a year had passed, Danny wanted to rekindle this union between them and so he set this plan into motion.

“You still like me don’t you.” She smiled as she turned around to face her captor. The man blushed as the pair glanced at each other. “So you are kidnapping me and giving me a new erotic life just for me to be your little play thing? Cute” she laughed as her hands wrapped around the shoulders of Danny and she gave him a kiss on the lips.

Once the kiss was initiated, Danny slowly embraced her. His hands were resting on her pert ass before he decided to get down to business.

“Isn’t that obvious?” he winked before he pulled a large roll of black duct tape out of his pocket.

“What’s that for?”

“Like I said, you are my little slut I can do whatever I like to which will be a lot of bondage. I’m just simpy beginning things.” He grinned as he pulled her wrists behind her and wrapped from her wrists to her elbows tightly. Her legs were then wrapped from her ankles to her knees, before the chain from her collar was removed and she was allowed to hop towards the doorway.

“Where are we going…I don’t have any clothes on?” Darla asked, a little confused as she was still adjusting to this complete lifestyle change.

“That’s the point…I think your naked body looks fantastic as it is.” He teased before he picked up her sky blue thong from the pile of her clothes on the floor and forced it in her mouth, sealing it in by wrapping black tape around her mouth thoroughly.

This move was unexpected but logical to Darla after running it through her mind. She wasn’t used to the sensation of having to chew her own underwear however she had the feeling she had a lot more unexpected surprises awaiting her as she was picked up and carried over the shoulder of her captor upstairs and through the office to the back door. It was dark and she presumed he had returned for her in the middle of the night. How long had she been down there?

After the door was opened all she had time to see was the small grass area outside as a sack was pulled over her head and fastened around her neck. She felt herself picked up again and carried for a short time before she was dumped in what felt like a car trunk and she suddenly heard the door slam on her freedom. It was only then she realised just what she might have signed up to. A short time later the car started and drove off with her destination and what she would be doing a mystery.
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