Maid to Order
Mike and Sandy had been friends for a while and had only recently started flirting and then going out on a few dates. They were both around 40 and were both in great shape and liked to take care of themselves although neither would consider themselves model material; they were in fact just attractive, regular people.
They knew each others likes and dislikes for the most part but neither really knew the other was into tie up scenario's, not wanting to ask for fear they'd freak the other out and ruin their great friendship. Sandy always had a fantasy of being surprised and tied up tightly and gagged by Mike and Mike always wanted to capture Sandy and have her helpless before him. Trust of course was major. How could he assure her that if he had her so vulnerable before him that she would be safe but would hopefully enjoy the experience enough to want to try it again or even come up with some scenarios she wanted to explore with him as her delighted captor.
That all changed one Friday night when he was over at her house to watch a movie. He said he had to check something for work and went to use her computer. When he sat down he saw a window already open and looked at the bottom info bar.
"French maid tied...really?" Mike mumbles to himself as he clicks on the page. Much to his surprise and delight, sure enough she had been watching a clip of a woman dressed in a French maid costume, surprised by a male that she was doing some house work for and then tied up and teased. In fact he noticed that Sandy had watched it several times. A wide smile crept on his face as his mind started to race. But how to get Sandy into it and still add some element of surprise. Then an idea struck.
"Hey Sandy," he heads into her living room. "Want to watch the football game?"
"Wasn't that on earlier today?" Sandy asks.
"Yeah but I didn't catch it on cable," Mike lies. In fact he had come home early and watched it and knew the score. For a few seconds he felt bad at lying to his friend, after fearing that her trust would be gone, but hopes she'll forgive him after their experience.
"Alright sure we can watch. This movie is boring anyways."
"Want to make things interesting?"
"Such as?"
"A wager," Mike innocently suggests.
"Yeah like you win and I make you dinner? Nice try."
"Oh come on, it'll be fun."
"Alright fine, but if I win you are making me dinner."
"Fair enough. I pick first."
Sandy just shrugs and gives in and both settle in to watch. But as suspected Mike ends up winning and looks at Sandy with a wide grin. "Hey can we add something."
"Such as? I'm not doing your laundry," Sandy insists and Mike laughs.
"You know that French Maid costume you wore to Mary's party last week?"
"You want me to cook in that?"
"Yeah would you mind? Just to make it…well more fun."
Figuring that since Mike had already seen in that it was no big deal so finally gives in and says she'll do it. But only dinner. Mike can only smile and heads home that night, his heart racing as he pulls out his toy box and starts to prepare for their adventure tomorrow.
MSMSMS
Sandy arrives early Saturday afternoon as requested. But as soon as Mike opens the door and she steps inside and sheds her coat, his heart nearly explodes. She was perfect. She had pinned the small white lacy headpiece into her short black wavy hair. The dress was black satin with white lace and exposed her back and chest perfectly. She wore a black lace push up bra and black elbow length satin gloves. The dress even had the white lace apron. She had finished the piece with a black lace thong (which he would see later), black fishnet stockings and 6" black stiletto heels. She was delectable.
"Wow you look amazing," Mike smiles and Sandy's smile widens. Oh how women love those compliments. "So uh want to look around the kitchen."
"Sure," Sandy shrugs giving him a smile. Sandy was about 5'7 without the shoes but Mike was taller and knew he could easily overpower her, even in those delicious shoes. She heads into the kitchen but isn't prepared for what happens next. Her heart was already racing, dressing up in such a sexy outfit always made her feel amazing but after watching the clip yesterday her mind wondered what it would be like to be tied up in such an outfit. She would soon find out!
"I don’t se…" is all Sandy manages as Mike surprises her from behind by clamping one hand over her mouth and the other wrapping around her waist, pinning her arms at her sides.
"Mmmmmm," Sandy tries to talk into the firm hand clamped over her mouth, her body now struggling in Mike's firm grasp. Her heart was racing but not with fear, especially after Mike had whispered 'trust me' into her ear. Now her heart was racing with delight and anticipation as to what was next.
Mike drags Sandy's still captive frame over to his large black leather ottoman and wrestles her to her knees, bending her forward so he can get to work. He then removes his hand but quickly pulls both arms behind her back and captures her gloves wrists in a pair of handcuffs.
"Wha…" is all Sandy gets out a second time as Mike had stuffed a thick white cloth between her teeth and was tying it tightly behind her head. A cleave gag – her favorite!
"Mmmmm mmmmph!" Sandy moans testing the gag but finding it very effective. The feeling of not being able to anything but moan was actually a rush. With her wrists now cuffed, Mike takes some white rope and proceeds to tie her stocking'd feet together, shoes and all.
"Mmm mmmmmm," Sandy tries to protest. With her bent over the ottoman, Mike gives her ass a small spank, causing her to slightly jump and struggle some more and his smile to widen. She was already so delicious and he was only getting started. With her ankles now tied tightly with the white rope he starts with her elbows, wrapping a few coils over the shiny black satin. Then he removes the handcuffs and with her palms facing each other starts to tie her wrists tightly together.
"Damn it Sandy you are so sexy like this," he breaths as she struggles in his grasp.
"Mmmmph mmmmm," she moans as she tries to move her arms but cannot. Her body temperature raises and her heart races with delight. Mike then finishes his task of wrapping some white rope around her thighs and then just below her knees. She was effectively caught – his captive!
He then places her on her side on the black ottoman and stands up to admire his handiwork and the beautiful woman he now holds captive.
"Love the costume and all the black with the white rope."
"Mmm mmmmph," Sandy mumbles as she starts to struggle in vain, testing her tightly tied bonds but realizing that she really was caught. There was no give, no slack, no room for escape at all.
"All tied up and no where to go. Lucky for me," Mike grins.
"Mmm Mmmmmph!" She looks up as she continues to struggle for his pleasure.
"I could watch you like this forever," he smiles as his fingers start with her bound feet and travel upward, teasing her legs and then moving upward. "But I have so many things planned and I hope you like them all," Mike tells her, telling himself that today was going to be amazing.
"Mmm mmmmph," Sandy moans, pulling on the ropes. Secretly loving the feeling of not being able to escape. Being in costume was only adding to her captive delight. But what else did Mike have planned for her? What other things?
"But first," he sits down to watch her struggle before him. "I just want to enjoy you like this for awhile." Today was going to be a real first for them both and he hopes this is only the beginning of many fun tie up games to come!
Well how are you liking it so far? Again I hope it's not to long. I sometimes start writing and get carried away!
