EXTRACT FOR
Home Alone
(Mistress Daria)

It was the end of July. Mom had gone for a week's vacation. She had asked Amy if she wanted to go, but declined the invitation. This gave Amy an opportunity to do some more of the elaborate sessions she had been thinking about. 





She slept late that Monday. The past three days had been quite a challenge. In preparation for today's activities she had stopped herself from having any orgasms. She thought that maybe it had been the longest she had gone without touching herself since discovering the pleasure of it. She started the day with a simple breakfast and just a glass of orange juice. She didn't want any bowel or bladder issues to interfere with her plans. Next she took a very long bath. While in the tub she carefully shaved off all her body hair. After her bath she "girly-ed" herself up a little with some of her mom's bath powder and a drop of very expensive perfume on both cheeks. Then she went to the kitchen and took the 5 inch block of ice out from the freezer. It had a key frozen inside. The house was warm so she thought it would take about 90 minutes or so to melt. Back up in her bedroom she started to set everything up. First, she put on a pair of red fishnet one piece garter pantyhose. Wearing this helped her get into the fantasy. Next she put a second key on the nightstand at the other side of the bed from where she was going to be. A third key was in a doggy bowl sitting on a stool. The key was at the bottom of the bowl. She had filled the bowl with toilet water.





She went back to her chair and started the bondage process. When she was done she had a chain locked around her ankles, and another locked around her knees, a third chain went under the seat of her chair and was locked snuggly in her lap. She had a wood dowel in her mouth like a horse's bit. It had a large rubber band which ran behind her head, looped over with each end holding it tightly in place. Finally, a pair of clothespins biting down on each of her nipples. When she was finished, she took the final step. She had a new pair of handcuffs she had just gotten that week online. School books she had told her mom about. She put one cuff on her left wrist, ran the other cuff under the knee chain and snapped it on her right wrist. The ice with the key sat on a small table in front of her, just within reach. Once locked in, there was no way out and nothing to do but watch the porn on her laptop, feel her lust and anticipation grow while  waiting for the ice to melt. 





She was about thirty minutes into it, wet as a rainforest entering into a realm of her own creation when she heard a sound. Someone was in the house. She froze, she thought if she didn't move, if she didn't breathe they would go away. But even if that were true the lady on the laptop was yelling loudly in German at a woman crawling at her feet.

"Amy?" a woman's voice called.





Who was this? It wasn't Mom. The voice was familiar but no one comes into their home.

"Amy are you here?" the voice was coming closer. She heard footsteps coming down the hall to her room.





"Amy are you in there?" someone knocked on her door.





Who the fuck is this? "Don't come in, don't come in" she suddenly screamed. But she had the wooden dowel in her mouth and it came out as gibberish.





The door opened. In the doorway stood a voluptuous woman in her late 40's.





Her name was Sabine. She was her mom's boss.