(This story has real life situations that have been turned fictional)
"Just please go check my dog," My friend Morgan texted me. Her family was out of town for a few days, and I had agreed to house sit for her.
I reluctantly drove over to her house. Expecting the house to be empty, I was surprised when I heard music coming from a window.
"Is anybody here?" I texted Morgan.
"Yeah, my mom might be," She responded.
I got excited. I had a really big crush on Morgan's mom, Brenda, since I met her. Morgan's dad left a long time ago, and she was single. Her husband had been a stock broker, and she was a doctor, so they were pretty well off.
I walked in, and I heard a door open.
"Who is it?" She called.
"It's Taylor," I called back. I walked near her bedroom. She was wearing a blue silk button up pajama top and matching bottoms.
"Oh, I thought it was a home intruder!" We both laughed.
I fed her dog, and was about to leave when Brenda said something to me.
"What if this was a home invasion?" She asked me.
"Well, I guess I would have to make sure you wouldn't go anywhere."
"Do you wanna pretend this is a home invasion?"
"Sure," I said, intrigued.
"Come make sure I won't go anywhere."
I walked over to her, and pulled her hands behind her back. I couldn't believe I was actually going to tie her up.
"There's rope under my bed."
"You naughty girl," I said, as I clamped my hand over her mouth. "You enjoy being tied up, don't you?"
She nodded her head as I walked her over to the bed.
I pulled the ropes out from under her bed, and quickly bind her hands together. I took my hands off of her mouth to see what else I could find under the bed.
"Mmmmm," She groaned to herself. "I haven't been tied up in years. It feels so good."
"I'm nowhere near finished tying you up, yet," I told her, pulling her legs together. I wrapped those with rope, tied them, and cinched them. I did the same to her knees, and then wrapped her torso with rope.
"And now," I pulled a ballgag out from under the bed, "It's time for you to be quiet."
She struggled to avoid putting it in, but I held her nose shut and forced it in. I peeled back the covers, and laid her down into her bed. I pulled the covers back over her.
"I guess this is the part where I have my way with you, isn't it?" She looked at me, and nodded. I couldn't believe how lucky I was getting this morning. And I didn't even want to house sit.
I leaned in close to her, and kissed her forehead. My hand started moving toward her crotch. I slipped my fingers under her PJs to find she wasn't wearing any panties.
"You naughty girl!" I called her as I slowly started fingering her. She was already wet, so I decided that she could wait for a while.
"I'm going to go back to my house for a little bit," I told her. "When I get back, you're going to do whatever I tell you to do, got it?" I removed the ballgag from her mouth.
"I will do whatever you tell me to do," She said as she took a breath of air. "You should put me in the closet. That way, I can't go anywhere."
"Very good idea, captive," I said as I pulled her out of her bed, and threw her over my shoulder. The closet was huge, as I expected it to be. There were lots of beautiful dresses and gowns hanging in racks.
"We're going to be playing dress-up when I get back," I told her as I kissed her head.
"Can you regag me before you leave?" She asked me. I bent down, and kissed her lips. She kissed back, and we made out for five or six minutes. I grabbed a scarf off of the wall of the closet, and quickly gagged her with it.
"I'll be back in an hour. Don't go anywhere," I said as I laid her down on the ground.
This was going to be the longest hour of my life. I couldn't wait to get back to my little captive.
to be continued.