Trouble Bound by Mike O

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Trouble Bound

(Mike O'Connor)


It was her master who would receive the surprise

It was her master who would receive the surprise. Samantha had been working on her welcoming scheme for several days, until it was fine-tuned to the smallest detail. She had been having second thoughts, but as the moment drew near, recklessness got the better of discretion.

She was looking as close to perfect as she ever would and he might arrive at any time. He would probably park his car a short distance from the house, in order not to attract suspicion, so she would not hear him arrive. She had to hurry. The last thing she wanted was the embarrassment of being caught in mid-preparation.

All the necessary equipment was collected and carefully concealed in her closet. The details had been worked out with a little help from her online friends on the fetish site. As long as she could trust her Master to arrive and release her - and she knew she could - there was no danger.

Drawing the wooden chair from the dressing table to the center of the room, she discarded the cushion. She then switched off the main light and angled the two bedside lamps, so that their yellow beams hit the spot where her Master would find her. She fashioned four nooses with black silk scarves and tied one to each leg of the chair. Then, she thrust a red rubber ball gag into her mouth and secured the strap tightly at the back of her head.

Even before she slipped the scarf nooses on the front legs of the chair around her ankles and pulled them tight, her body was quivering with desire. It was not the same as being tied up by her Master, but in a way, doing it herself was even more deliciously perverse. She wondered how he would react. Would he gallantly hurry to untie her, or would he tease her first, savoring her self-inflicted helplessness? Whatever his reaction, he could not fail to be impressed by the way she had packaged herself for him.

Though she had mentally rehearsed every act of this scenario, she was hit by a sudden attack of nerves. What if something went wrong? What could go wrong? she chided herself. This wasn't some kind of kinky self-asphyxiation ritual she was about to perform. All she was doing was presenting herself to her Master, in the wrappings of a true slave.