Samantha laid on the bed completely naked, except for a pair of white nylon socks, that covered her from her toes to the upper part of her legs. The young redhead was still in the world of dreams when Daryl entered the bedroom and he looked at her sinuous body. The man smiled, his eyes following the breathtaking shape of the buxom beauty and his mind turned back to that night and to the wild sex he had shared with his young co-worker.

She’d entered the Society two months before and since the beginning she was given over to his hands in order to teach her all secrets of the craft. She was very unprofessional at first, but some weeks later she’d achieved some very important results and now, that day, she had to solve her first order.

Daryl knew nothing of this order and Samantha didn't speak about it very much: she said only she had to ‘take a bath’. Daryl of course knew very well the meaning of that expression, but he was curious about the client of the job and the young lady refused to tell. 
“You know rules!” she said, “And all of us must respect them.”
“Yeah” he replied, “I know rules: I teach them to you everyday!”

Now the redhead was there, a sleepy and innocent beauty, her big breasts pointed to the ceiling and the transparent sheet that covered only partially her lower body. Her long hair laid on the pillow and positively shined in the light of the morning. Daryl approached her voluptuous body and put a finger on her lips, touching them gently. 
“You don't know how much I want to tie you up now, baby. You don't really know. But very soon I will give you the thrill to awaken one morning completely immobilized, tied hand and feet, gagged and blindfolded. You will know the feeling of falling asleep happily the night before and unconscious of your fate, and to awake in the hands of a sadist kidnapper the day after. But not today, darling. Today is your day: you have a work to do.”

Two second later Samantha slowly opened her eyes. “Good day, Daryl,” she said in a soft and sweet voice, “What are you doing? Thinking of kidnap me?”
“You read my mind as an open book, baby. If you didn't have a job today, I would already trapped you in miles of rope.”
Samantha smiled and replied, “But perhaps it will be my fate tomorrow?”
“Perhaps, the first rule is never let your client know when you will hit.”
“And second rule is distract him as much as possible, especially with sex.” the girl added. 
“Sex is an explosive narcotic.” Daryl said, “Better than chloroform. Give sex to your client and he will fall in your hands.”

Samantha left the bed and she reached a chair with her clothes. The girl took a pair of tennis shoes and put them on the nylon socks. Then she left the room and she went in to the bathroom. Daryl followed her and he asked, “Why did you put these shoes on? And the socks? You used them all night when we had sex.”
“Part of my orders,” she answered, “I received precise instructions: client will be gagged with dirty pantyhose. So yesterday I used these for my foot-work training.”
“And last night when we had sex. I think they are already dirty enough, don't you think? Why the tennis shoes too?”
“Because I don't think they are dirty enough!” Samantha answered while she observed her wonderful body in the mirror. 
“You want me to do a good job don't you?”
“Of course."
"You know it's my first order.”
“Well, if there is something I can do to help you....” 
Samantha looked at him and said, “Perhaps a simulation....”
“A simulation?”
“Yeah. So you can test if I'm ready.”
“What do you in mind exactly? Do you want me to tie you up in the bathtub?”
“No, no, you have already done it. I think you could be the client for me: I will tie you and you will tell me if I do a good job.”
“Well, I think that’s not a bad idea. So, Sammy, I'm your client. Do your job.”

Samantha smiled and she left the bathroom. After two seconds she returned with a bag and a handgun. 
“Well boy, if you don't want me to shoot your brains out, do what I tell you. Lie down on the floor and put your hands behind your back.”
Daryl shook his head and answered, “No, that's not the right way. You have to force the client, but at the same time take his mind away. You are naked now and this is a good thing, but if you oblige him to strip off he will be more co-operative.”
“Ok, client. Strip off and then lie on the floor.”
Daryl took off all of his clothes and he stood naked in front of her, but instead of going down, he said, “This is your second error: make him tie his own legs. If you tied him directly he would have an opportunity to hit you. On the other hand if you don't touch him, he can't reach you. And after he ties his legs he will be immobilized.”
“Ok boy,” Samantha took in the bag a long coil of ropes and she gave it to him. “Tie yourself. And make it tight or you know that will happen!” Daryl sat on the board of the bathtub and tied his ankles very tight.
“Good job, boy.” Samantha said while she took another coil of rope, “Do the same thing to your legs, around your knees.” Daryl obeyed and he tied himself very tight.
“Ok, now, hands behind your back.”

“No,” he answered “You committed another mistake: your order is “a bath”. So make the bath: put your victim in the bathtub, belly down. Then you can tied his hand and arms without danger: he can't react in that position.”
“You are an wonderful source of ideas and knowledge. So, mister, in the bathtub, belly down.” Daryl obeyed again and the girl took his legs and she bent them so that his feet touched his bottom. Then she tied his hand and his arms, as tight as his feet and she connected his ankles to a rope tied at his waist.
After this, she controlled all the knots and she tightened a pair of loop.
“Ok, I think you are ready now. Your opinion?” Daryl tried to free himself, but very soon he said.
“No way. You are not very good in the procedure, but you know the ropes, baby. I'm absolutely trapped. If you don't release my, I will stay here, all wrapped like a package!”
“I'm happy to hear you say this.”
“Yeah: if you succeed in tieing up your victim, he will be lost.”
“And what do you think about the ‘bath’”
“Well done, very well. You hogtied me strictly: I can't lift my head beyond the board of the bathtub. So if you open the water and fill the tub I will drown.”
“Well, so I'm ready. Let's going on with simulation.”
“Going on?Hey baby there is nothing more to do.”
“You are not gagged. I want to test my skills in gagging.”
“If you gag me, I can't tell you your errors.”
“You said: there is nothing more to do. The gag is the last passage. If I do well, you will not be able to release from your silence and I will succeeded. In the other case you will show me how to gag in the right way.”
“Ok, baby, do your worst. And remember: if you fail, you will take my place for real.”

Samantha came back to her bag and she picked a roll of white adhesive, elastic, bandage. From that position Daryl couldn’t see her and the girl took off her tennis shoes and her nylon socks. Then she made a ball with one sock and returned to him. “Open wide, baby!”
“What do you use for....”
Samantha put the sock in his mouth and she held it with her hand while she began to wrap his head with bandages.
“Silence please. Of course I’ve got to use my dirty socks. I think you can smell it now. This elastic and adhesive bandages will prevent your futile attempts to release your mouth.”
Samantha continued to wrap him, passing the bandages more and more time over his lips and neck. Then she picked the other sock and she pulled it over his head, covering it totally with nylon.

“Dirty enough, boy? I can smell it from here! I don't really imagine what you can smell with one in your mouth and one over your nose. But you have taught me well. Now let me make this gag more secure!” She finished the roll wrapping again around his head over nylon and the already placed gag. “Ok, now I think it's perfect. What do you think?”
“Hmmf,hmmf,hmmm,hmmm!” Samantha smiled again and she said, “Ok, I think another well done job”
“Of course” he thought “A well prepared bath. Everyone tied and gagged in this way will be completely immobilized for the rest of his life.”
“Hmmph, frmmm memmm, mphummm”
“Sorry boy, I can't understand you.” she answered while she took a little fine rope and began to tie together the two big toes of the man. “Assume this as my signature.” she said making the final knot. “Now you are completely immobilized. And now I can speak to you about my first order: you are my job! I received an order to do 'a bath to you'. So we can now stop with simulation and pass to reality.” Daryl for a moment observed Samantha and then he started to squirm when the girl opened the faucet.

“Don't worry darling: five minutes and you will be gone. Water will fill rapidly taking the life of my first well gagged and tied client. You are right about sex: men become extremely stupid when using their cocks instead of their brains. And this night I fucked you very well. Now all you can do is die. Have fun!” Then Samantha left the bathroom.
Ten minutes later she came back and shut off the faucet. From the tub emerged only a pair of tied feet.
Immobile tied feet.
 
 

08.07.02