Part 9: The Display
The exhausted lovers had fallen asleep in one another’s arms. But when Alice awoke, she was alone. Stepping over discarded ropes and toys Alice grumbled to herself, “Why yes, I had a lovely evening. Breakfast? Oh no I couldn’t-really.” She tossed on her bathrobe and walked through the empty apartment. “Couldn’t even leave a fucking note,” she sighed.
It was only when she stepped into the bathroom that Alice noticed she still had Dan’s makeshift collar wrapped about her throat. She touched the leather gingerly. Did Dan realize the significance of collaring her? And was she ready for the commitment of being collared? Her past failures stared back at her from the mirror. “Remember last time,” they seemed to say.
Alice unwound the belt from her neck, placing it carefully on the vanity. “He’s such a newbie he probably has no idea what he’s doing,” she told herself as she stepped into the steaming shower.
While lathering up Alice had her first unpleasant surprise of the day. She had struggled too hard against her bonds. About her wrists and ankles were lines of small petechiae. “Shit,” she hissed at the fine, purplish marks. Long sleeves would be the order of the day, along with slacks and socks. Alice did not want to have to concoct a story to put off inquisitive co-workers.
Stepping into the shower was a delight for Alice. As much as she enjoyed the previous night’s adventure (even the public bondage seemed exciting-now that it was safely past) it left her with sore muscles. Steaming water eased away the aches and pains.
By the time she quit the shower Alice was running late. She quickly dried off before attacking hair and makeup. For all her careful attention to her cosplay makeup the face Alice showed at work was a superficial affair. She combed out her hair before pulling it back in a tight ponytail.
As she exited the bathroom the discarded belt caught her eye. Scooping it up, Alice held across her throat. She looked in the mirror, imagining wearing the belt to work. With a sigh she lowered the makeshift collar. As exciting as the fantasy was, Alice knew she had nothing with a high enough collar to conceal it.
It was only in lowering Dan’s belt that an idea struck her. Alice pressed the leather to her waist, wrapping it around her body. She discovered that with the buckle on the shortest hole the belt fit snugly about her waist. “Who would ever guess,” she asked herself. And with a happy smile she turned to the bedroom.
Alice surveyed the mess in her bedroom. Some of the used ropes would definitely need washing-especially the ones she’d used for her body harness. Scooping up the cords, she plopped the whole mess in the shower and ran the water. If she skipped breakfast she could get them hung up to dry and still get to work on time.
With that chore accomplished Alice turned her attention to her wardrobe. She pulled a black long-sleeved blouse and matching slacks from the closet. But her plans started to unravel when she opened her lingerie drawer.
All of Alice’s bras were neatly stacked as usual. But the spot where her panties should be was empty. Well, not quite empty. An orange post it note was stuck to the bare wood. “What the hell?” Alice muttered as she pulled the note free.
Alice’s hand trembled as she read the note. “No panties for you today, Princess,” it read. “And I strongly suggest that you wear a skirt today.” Crumpling the note in her hand Alice muttered, “Fuck!” She looked at the slacks waiting on the bed, realizing that without panties they would be going back on the hangar.
A sudden thought sent Alice rushing to the bathroom. There in the corner was her little clothes hamper. She could retrieve a dirty pair of panties, wash them out and quickly dry them. Grabbing the white wicker basket she upended it on the floor. An orange square of paper fluttered to the top of the pile.
With a feeling of dread Alice retrieved the little square. On it was written one word, “nope.” She shredded the paper with a frustrated growl. How dare he manipulate her like that, she thought angrily. As she bent to pick up the scattered clothes (on the off-chance Dan had missed a pair) Alice felt the pinch of Dan’s belt against her stomach.
The sudden twinge deflated her anger like a spent balloon. Hadn’t she presented herself at his door as a neatly wrapped package? Had she tried to stop him from binding her and using her at all during the previous evening? Well, only the time she thought he was going to whip her. But other than that, she had gladly submitted to his will. Was this the time to call, “Time out!”
Chastised by her own inner monologue, Alice went to the closet and pulled out a skirt. It was a bit shorter than she would normally think of wearing to work. But most of her skirts and dresses were more suited to cosplay than the office. It would simply have to do.
The next challenge was the rope marks on her ankles. A skirt would have to be floor length to hide those. Although not really her style, a pair of tan panty hose might offer enough camouflage. It would even somewhat compensate for the lack of panties. But when Alice reached into the drawer, she saw that her lingerie burglar had struck again.
Not a single pair of panty hose remained. There were however several pairs of thigh high stockings in an assortment of colors. Alice used them, like her skirts, more in fantasy than work settings. Unfortunately, a nice boring skin tone wasn’t in the retinue. Muttering, “Well this is going to create a stir,” Alice pulled out a pair of black hose.
Alice toyed with the idea that she could stop at the drugstore on the way to work and pick up a new pair of pantyhose. But Dan had obviously not wanted her to wear them, or they wouldn’t have been included in his “panty raid.” She could just buy nude stockings, except that she was running so late that there wouldn’t be time. It was bad enough that her outfit was bound to elicit comment. Being late would draw even more attention.
In the end Alice accepted the fact that Dan had neatly boxed her in. She slipped on the stockings and skirt. Her blouse covered her wrists and was loose enough that it hid Dan’s belt that adorned her waist. Feeling a little slutty in the absence of panties, Alice headed off to work.
Dan was tired. He had awakened during the night, confused by his surroundings. Then the whole bizarre evening rushed in on him. He’d just sworn off the crazy, kinky stuff. Hours later he was getting head from a bound woman in the park. It was crazy. Crazier still was the fact that he was getting hard just thinking about it.
So, he was back to the dilemma of how to keep Alice from spiraling out of control. Maybe next time she’d show up at his work, or even some family gathering. “Hey Mom, this is Alice. No, we’re not really dating – I just tie her up and have sex with her.” The very thought threw cold water on his emerging erection.
So, it was back to plan A. He needed to be the one in control of the games Alice wanted to play. And he had a pretty good idea where to start.
That was why anyone who might have been in the apartment hallway at five AM would have seen a man with an armload of lingerie quietly close the door of one apartment and enter the adjoining one.
Dan was two hours early for work that morning. It wasn’t unusual for him to come in early when his bosses needed something mocked up in a hurry for testing. But this morning Dan was working on a project of his own. He rolled up the heavy shop door and got to work.
One of the things Dan enjoyed about the little engineering company was that the two “enginerds” that ran it didn’t mind if Dan took on side jobs. So long as their stuff took priority, he could use what he wanted.
Working from the plans in his head Dan cut, shaped and welded the steel components he needed. What they didn’t have he listed in his phone to pick up at the hardware store. By nine AM he was finished.
Richard, one of Dan’s bosses, saw him loading parts into the back of his car and pitched in to help. “What the heck is this thing?” he asked curiously.
“Plant stand for a friend,” Dan answered casually as he slid a long steel pole over the seats.
“Must be growing baby redwoods,” Richard replied as he examined the thick steel.
“Yeah, well you know how I like to build in a hefty safety margin,” Dan answered with a grin. He locked his car before heading back in to start the regular workday.
Alice made it to work on time so she didn’t have to run the gauntlet of people sitting at their cubicles. Even so, her apparel caused some “prairie dogging” and numerous visits from male co-workers who suddenly had urgent work-related questions.
Self-consciously tugging on the hem of her skirt, Alice positioned herself to keep the tops of her stockings from showing. Brad, who considered himself the office hunk, hung around until Alice had to retreat to the lady’s room.
She was killing time before the bathroom mirror when Gina walked in. “Hiding out?” Gina asked rhetorically. Gina and Alice had been friends since they started working at the company. Alice admired Gina’s lithe form and cinnamon skin. Her long dark hair gave her an exotic look that drew stares wherever she went. “Your shift in wardrobe seems to have put you on Brad’s radar.”
Alice rolled her eyes. “If only he was as good looking as he thinks he is,” Alice smirked. “I still wouldn’t touch him, way too-eeew.”
“So why are you showing legs at work?” Gina teased. “New boyfriend?”
Alice blushed. Gina knew her too well. “Well, kinda,” she replied. We’re still getting to know each other.”
“Is he at least normal this time? Not like that Richie guy?” was Gina’s concerned response.
“Oh, he’s so normal it’s almost scary,” came the quick reply. Gina didn’t know all the kinky details of Alice’s life. But she vividly remembered when Alice’s last boyfriend went a little too far in the dom/sub relationship, and the marks it had left on Alice’s psyche.
“Just be careful, girlfriend,” Gina warned her. “I’ll swing by your cube and text you if Mr. Studly is still there,” she said with a laugh. She slipped out of the bathroom to complete her recon mission.
After getting the ‘all clear’ from Gina, Alice returned to work. The foot traffic died down after most of the staff had run out of excuses to ogle her outfit. Alice wasn’t sure if she should be flattered or annoyed, but the whole thing made her acutely aware that she was wearing a short skirt with no panties underneath. She wasn’t sure whether to cuss Dan out or jump on him when she saw him.
Alice waited until 1:30 to go to the break room for lunch. She was relieved to find the area deserted, as most of her fellow employees ate closer to noon. Since she had been too occupied with her wardrobe challenges in the morning Alice hadn’t had time to pack a lunch. She settled for a dry sandwich from the vending machine.
When Alice was finishing her meal Brad sauntered in. He smiled wolfishly as he poured a cup of coffee. “Ah, alone at last,” he said with a smirk. “I knew you’d wait for me.”
Alice made a gagging sound. She scooped up the remains of the sandwich and dumped it in the trash. “Sorry, just finished,” she said in a voice that sounded less than sorry. But when she turned from the trash can Brad had moved into the doorway.
“Aw, you’ve hurt my feelings,” he crooned as he blocked the exit. “You sure you won’t stay and keep a guy company?”
Alice stepped towards him. Her heart was pounding in her chest. “Brad, I have to get back to work,” she said anxiously.
“And deprive me of the opportunity to see how sexy you look?”
“Brad, you can finish your day in HR or the ER,” Alice growled. “Your choice.”
Brad reached towards Alice’s waist. “Oh, don’t be like that princes-ooof!”
He never finished the sentence. Alice stepped in past the groping hand. She raised a knee and drove it into Brad’s crotch. Stepping back quickly she watched as her would-be assailant turned white and crumpled to the floor.
Brad lay moaning on the floor, his white dress shirt soaking up the spilled coffee. “Uuugh, fucking tease bitch,” he groaned as he tried to rise.
Alice stepped one heel on Brad’s hand. She ground it in, wishing she’d chosen stilettos instead of kitten heels. “Don’t ever come near me again,” she hissed. She left the break room without looking back.
Dan spent his lunch break doing research on his phone. His project required materials that he couldn’t fabricate at work. Things like casters and eye bolts were simple enough to pick up at the local hardware store.
But some of the more “intimate” items were more of a challenge. With Jordan’s distaste for toys, Dan had never had to go looking before. Of course there were plenty of online shops, but that involved shipping and time. He had hopes of finishing his project that day.
In the end he found a local place with good reviews. At the end of the day, he found himself parked in front of a shop with windows that sported lingerie clad mannequins. A neon sign in red glowed with the words, “The Red Zone.”
Dan crossed the mostly empty parking spot and pushed open the front door. He had hoped to make an unobtrusive entrance. But an electronic chime announced his presence. From behind the register a slight blond girl called out, “Welcome to Red Zone!”
Muttering a weak, “Thanks,” Dan entered the store. He looked in awe at the amount of pleasure related items for sale. People were obviously having a lot more fun than he was with Jordan. But where to start in the search for what he needed?
“Can I help you find something?”
The voice at Dan’s side made him jump. He hadn’t seen the little blonde come from behind the counter. He stared at her in panic. She looked young, with a nice figure and red streaks through her long blonde hair. “I’m, uh, well,” Dan stammered.
The sales girl smiled. “It’s a bit overwhelming, isn’t it? Why don’t you let me show you around? Are you looking for something for yourself or someone else?”
“Uh, someone else,” Dan stammered.
“Well, this aisle is all lingerie. I’m Alice, by the way. That’s Angie behind the counter, but I don’t make her get up cause she’s six months along and her feet swell if she walks too much. So, boyfriend or girlfriend?”
It took Dan a minute to assimilate all that the girl had to say. When he finished sorting, he realized she was asking if he was gay or straight. “Oh, ah girl-definitely girl,” he said awkwardly. Realizing he sounded like a prude he finished, “Uh, not that there’s anything with guys, but uh…” He finally realized that he should stop digging the verbal hole he was in.
Feeling like a complete fool Dan finally threw himself at the mercy of the little sales clerk. “I just really need to find a dildo.”
“Oh, sure,” chirped the clerk. “We’ve got a ton of ‘em. Just follow me,” she said as she skipped down the aisle. Dan found himself staring for a moment before rushing to catch up.
Dan was led through a wonderland of sex. As he passed a pair of leather clad mannequins standing guard by a fenced off section of the store he glanced at the sign over the entrance. It said, ‘The Darkroom’. “What’s that?” he wondered aloud.
Apparently, the sales girl had very acute hearing. “Oh, that’s where we keep all the BDSM stuff. You know, like bondage, fifty shades stuff,” she paused to explain. “The boss was afraid those things might offend the more vanilla customers so he built a wall around it. I think it makes people more curious, but I just work here,” she said with a tone that suggested her boss was an idiot.
When they arrived at the dildos Dan was amazed at the variety of shapes and colors. He recognized the suction cup model that Alice owned. There were some that he doubted were modeled on any human being due to their size and girth.
As he stared in bewilderment at the variety, he was interrupted by the clerk asking, “Will you be needing a harness?”
“A what?” Dan asked in obvious confusion. Happy to make a sale, she launched into an explanation of harnesses for holding the dildo in place for sex. Dan had the bizarre vision of leaning over a bound and helpless woman while sporting two erections. He shook his head to dispel the vision. “No, no harness, thank you.”
After a brief primer on the many qualities of dildos Dan picked out two-one a more normal size, the other much larger and more rigid. The sales girl looked dubiously at the larger item. “Better be careful with that one,” she warned. “You don’t want to tear your partner up.”
Dan promised to be cautious as they headed for the front of the store. He glanced longingly at the BDSM section. But as much as he wished to explore his brain was overwhelmed as it was. As he checked out, he told himself that he’d definitely have to come back again.
After grabbing some fast food and a stop at the hardware store Dan headed home to complete his project.
Alice asked Gina to grab a bite after work. Word had quickly spread through the office that Brad had gone home early after suffering an accident in the break room. Alice just had to tell someone. The two girls laughed over dinner salads, washed down with a bottle of wine.
Before they left Gina put her hand on Alice’s. “Look, I know you like to push the limits with your sex life,” she said earnestly. “But I want you to be careful, okay?” When Alice agreed Gina continued on a different tack. “And if you’re going to go without panties, you need some looser skirts.”
Alice sputtered a denial, which was quickly slapped down by her friend. “If there’s panties under that skirt, they must be thinner than tissue paper,” she challenged. “We can go to the lady’s room and prove me wrong if you like.”
Blushing furiously, Alice admitted the truth. “Dan asked me not to wear any,” she said quietly.
“Asked you-or told you,” Gina asked archly. “Girlfriend, that’s some seriously manipulative shit. Are you sure you want to do this again?”
Alice couldn’t meet Gina’s glare. “He’s not like that,” she said defensively. “It’s like he’s just learning.” She self-consciously stroked the belt hidden beneath her blouse. She didn’t dare tell Gina about the playground incident.
“If he’s got you going around with your coochie hanging out I’d say he’s learning pretty damn fast,” Gina growled. “Look, I don’t want to tell you what to do,” she said in a conciliatory tone. “Just promise me that you’ll keep me in the loop this time. You might need the advice of a friend.”
Alice agreed, and the two friends walked to the parking lot. Gina walked Alice to her car while suggesting a couple shops open late that would have some more conservative style skirts available. Just before she left Gina said, “I’m not trying to ruin your fun. I just care about you.” She leaned in and gave Alice a quick kiss on the cheek before turning and scurrying to her own car.
In a daze Alice climbed into her car. ‘What the hell just happened,’ she asked as she rubbed her cheek. She had been friends with Gina ever since they started at the company. Was that kiss something more than friendship? She shook her head in bewilderment. Life was getting way too complex.
After shopping for a couple of skirts Alice headed home. She’d passed up on several skirts that were snug around the back, keeping in mind Gina’s comments about not seeing any pantie lines beneath her clothes. She’d opted instead for looser, flowing skirts that hopefully wouldn’t attract too much attention. But Alice fully expected to go next door and demand her purloined underwear be returned anyway.
Once home, Alice gathered up the clean ropes. She neatly daisy chained them before shoving them in a used shopping bag. Looking out the balcony slider, she could see that Dan’s lights were on. That was good. She’d drop off the ropes, collect her panties and get to bed early. But her vanity demanded she drop the low heels she’d worn to work and slip on a pair of five-inch heels. ‘Might as well keep him interested,’ she thought.
Dan had just finished assembling his project when there was a knock at the door. He opened it to find Alice there. “Perfect timing,” he said enthusiastically. “Won’t you come in?” He took the bag of cordage with a “Thank you,” and led her down the hall.
In the living room Alice saw a strange construct. It was made of gleaming steel. A circular base about two and a half feet across was mounted on small casters. Eye bolts projected around the circumference of the disk about every twelve inches. But the main feature was a steel pole set to one side of the disk.
“What in the world…” she said in shock.
“I was hoping you’d come by,” Dan said as he took her by the hand. Leading Alice to the edge of the disk he said, “Step up.”
Alice found that the metal base was covered with an anti-fatigue rubber mat that gave slightly beneath her feet. But what drew her attention was a steel rod projecting from the pole at about shoulder height. It was held in place by a clamp that suggested its height was adjustable. On the other end was a semicircular band of steel, flanged on the ends with threaded studs
Dan turned Alice about, backing her toward the waiting steel band. “I actually came over to see if I could have my panties back,” she protested as Dan pressed her back. The inside of the steel band was lined with rubber that gave slightly as it contacted the back of her neck.
“We’ll talk about that later,” Dan said. He picked up a second semicircle of steel. Sliding it over the studs he pressed it to Alice’s throat. A pair of nuts were pulled from his pocket. He quickly threaded them onto the studs, joining the two parts together.
Alice reached a tentative hand up to the steel collar. For indeed that is what it seemed to be. She watched with growing trepidation as Dan applied a ratchet to the nuts, tightening them down. “So, this is-unusual,” Alice said uneasily. Her exploring fingers felt a third metal stud that projected from the front of the collar but she couldn’t discern its purpose. She reached behind her to see if she could reach the clamp that bound the bar to the pole, but it was out of reach.
Dan’s eyes glittered as he walked around the stand. The steel collar was loose enough for Alice to turn. But when she started Dan quickly told her, “Stand still, Princess.”
And in that one word, Alice knew that nice neighbor Dan was gone. She was in the power of “Dominant Dan,” again. “Yes, Sir,” she said quietly. And truly, what else could she do? There was always the safe-word. But this was so different from simply being tied up that she was loath to use it. ‘Let’s see where this goes,’ she told herself.
Alice was staring straight ahead as Dan finished his circuit. He had stopped behind Alice long enough to adjust the height of the clamp on the pole, raising it slightly to lift Alice’s chin.
Dan sat down on the sofa, “Take off your blouse,” he said quietly.
After a moment’s hesitation Alice reached for the buttons of her blouse. She could feel the color rising to her cheeks. ‘You’re embarrassed now?’ she asked herself. ‘He’s seen you naked enough times that this shouldn’t matter.’ But it did. This was different. Dan wasn’t undressing her for some intimate play. He was ordering her to strip, watching her like she was part of a show. It had a demeaning quality to it.
Dan’s eyes widened slightly at the sight of his belt wrapped around Alice’s waist. “So that’s where that went,” he chuckled. “You can drop it. I’ll have to find you something better later on.”
After discarding his belt, the next command came. Alice was to drop her skirt. With her neck locked in the collar it was impossible to bend. She was able to unzip the tight skirt and slide it over her hips. But after that she had to wiggle her legs to get it to slide down over her stockings.
When Alice felt the skirt pool around her ankles she carefully stepped out of it. Balancing on one foot she used the other to kick it off the platform. She was down to just her bra, black stockings and heels. She was glad she’d slipped out of the more mundane work shoes, but regretted the fact that her bra was simple white, with a minimum of lace. But then, she hadn’t expected to be put on display this evening either.
“Now I’d like to see your lovely breasts,” Dan said brightly.
With an inner sigh Alice reached behind to release her bra. Dan interrupted her.
“No, keep it on,” he chided her. “Just pull down the cups and pop them out for me.”
Alice blushed anew as she caught the edge of her bra. Tugging the cup down with one hand, she used the other to lift her breast. The strap pulled tightly against her shoulder and the cup tugged up against the underside of her breast, pushing it upward.
Repeating the procedure on the other side, Alice was struck by the fact that being exposed like this, she felt so much more naked than simply taking her clothes off. It made no sense to her. But she couldn’t deny that she felt mortified in her half-clothed state.
“That’s excellent, Princess,” Dan enthused. “Now if you wouldn’t mind playing with your nipples. I really want to see how perky they are.”
Alice had a moment of confusion. “You want me to…” she said hesitantly.
“Well, I could do it myself,” Dan replied casually. “But it’s been a long day. I might not be as gentle as I should be.”
The threat was mild, but there none the less. If Alice didn’t want her breasts manhandled she had better get to it. It wasn’t as if she’d never played with them. Many a self-bondage session was sweetened with her bare breasts rubbing against the duvet. Closing her eyes she brought her hands up to her bare breasts.
“Look at me,” Dan told her. Alice’s eyes snapped open at the command. “No sneaking off to fantasyland tonight, Princess,” he warned her. “You’re mine to play with until I set you free.”
Alice swallowed a lump in her throat. She suddenly felt very helpless. And her captor seemed to ooze confidence at his control. She wasn’t sure if she was aroused or terrified. But one look at Dan sprawled across the sofa and Alice could see that her situation was definitely turning him on.
Working her fingers over her nipples Alice could feel them respond. They puckered and raised, becoming erect little buds. Alice licked lips suddenly dry. She felt the heat building in her body.
“That’s good,” Dan said gently. “But I think you’re being a bit too gentle. You need to rough them up a bit.”
Alice was dismayed at the quiet command. Did he really want her to abuse her own breasts? A desperate look from her brought a smile and a nod from Dan. That was exactly what he wanted. Alice winced as she grabbed her own nipples and pulled.
Dan watched Alice’s discomfort as he forced her into self-torment. He felt elation mixed with a heavy dose of guilt. His hardened cock told him that he was enjoying the show. But the rational side of his brain said he should not. Still, wouldn’t she be tormenting herself with her self-bondage games if he wasn’t there?
His conscience getting the best of his libido, Dan told Alice to cease. “That was excellent, Princess,” he said approvingly. “Now let’s see how wet you can get without going over the edge.”
Alice wasn’t sure if she should be relieved or not. Her nipples burned like fire from her rough play, and she was glad to stop. But now Dan wanted her to masturbate in front of him. Worse still, she was to deny herself any release.
It wasn’t as if Alice had never pleasured herself. In truth, that was the focus of many of her self-bondage sessions. But that was private-intimate. It wasn’t standing half naked on a platform while her captor ogled her.
It was only when Dan said, “Well, I’ve got all night. How about you?” that Alice slipped her fingers down between her legs. At their touch nerve endings fired, messages raced to the pleasure centers of her brain. The word came back, ‘Yes, this is good, do more.’
As her fingers grew slick Alice had to remind herself not to push too far. She massaged the button of her clit, gasping at the sensation of her own touch. Somehow having Dan watch her brought a new intensity to the act of self-love that nearly pushed her into orgasm. In a panic she drew her fingers back. She was told not to cum by the man who was becoming her master.
Dan’s smile was warm as he unfolded himself from the sofa. Stepping onto the little platform he slipped his arms around the woman pinioned there. Leaning in, he opened his mouth, placing it over hers as he pulled her against him.
Alice nearly climaxed just from the kiss. Though her neck was fixed in place, her hips pressed forward, grinding against the hard bulge in Dan’s trousers. Her nipples, still tender from their torment, sent shrieks of excitement to her brain as they brushed the fabric of his shirt.
When Dan broke the kiss Alice said in a husky whisper. “I can do so much more for you if I’m in your bed.”
“True,” Dan replied as he stepped back. “But you make such a delightful decoration for the living room that I’d hate to rush things.” He turned and headed for his bedroom, calling over his shoulder. “Let me just get a couple things and I’ll be right back.
Alice watched him go with a sense of disappointment. She’d pretty much offered herself to Dan and he’d said no. It bruised her ego, especially after getting herself hot and bothered at his request. ‘Well,’ she said to herself, ‘if I can’t be seductive, I can always be a brat.’
With that thought in mind Alice began turning her body on the platform. There was enough play in the steel collar to allow it, although the neoprene rubber lining dragged at her skin. Turning to face the pole Alice found the knob that held her collar clamped to the pole.
She had just begun to twist the knob when Dan’s voice made her jump. “Enjoying a little exercise?” he asked.
“Uh, just stretching my legs,” she replied offhandedly. ‘Nope, nothing to see here, just a half-naked girl trying to escape,’ Alice said to herself. She yelped as Dan’s hand swatted her naked ass.
“I said I wouldn’t beat you,” he whispered harshly. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t spank you if needed. So why don’t you finish that little turn you’re doing.” He stepped back to watch as Alice turned slowly around to face him.
“Hmm, I like that,” Dan said appreciatively. Alice had completed her turn and was facing him once again. “Maybe I’ll install a turntable beneath the platform. Then you could spin for me all evening. I might even install some colored lights to show you off.”
Alice couldn’t tell if Dan was joking or not. But the idea of being held there, naked as she slowly pirouetted on the stand was both arousing and humiliating. Before she could decide how she truly felt Alice’s attention was drawn to the bag Dan had brought from the bedroom.
Dan reached into the bag, withdrawing a pair of handcuffs. “I think you’re familiar with these,” he said as he held them out to Alice. “Put them on, please.”
Alice reached out to take the cuffs. She hadn’t touched them since that disastrous episode in Dan’s shower. It seemed that this evening’s bondage session was going to be less a “struggle to escape” and more of “You’ll stay there until I free you.”
The sound of ratcheting steel sounded loud in her ears as Alice closed the cuff on her wrist. She draped the open one over her other wrist when Dan interrupted her. “Behind your back, if you don’t mind,” he said politely.
Coloring slightly at being caught in her ploy, Alice reached around behind her back. She fumbled with the steel jaws for a moment before closing it around her wrist. ‘I’ll leave it a bit loose,’ she thought to herself. ‘With a little work I can slip out.’
But as if he read her thoughts Dan said, “A clever girl might not have those cuffs tightened all the way. But if I were to find them loose, I might make them very tight.”
Alice felt the heat rising to her face at having been caught out in her little subterfuge. She suppressed a sigh as she closed the steel jaws tighter on her wrists. Pulling against the steel confirmed that the cuffs were too tight to slip out of. ‘You’re really stuck now,’ Alice told herself.
Dan walked behind her to verify that the handcuffs were secure. “Don’t worry,” he told Alice. “You won’t need those for long.” He then reached into his bag and pulled out a metal bar.
Alice eyed the device warily. It was about ten inches long with a flange on one end. The flange had a hole drilled in it. On the other side of the bar sat two metal hose clamps on raised metal blocks. She could make no sense of its purpose, but something told her that she wasn’t going to like it.
Dan took the device and brought it up to Alice’s steel collar. The threaded stud slipped through the flange at the end. Dan produced a nut and threaded it over the stud, joining the collar and bar.
Alice found that the metal bar projecting from her collar had the effect of keeping her from lowering her chin. But it didn’t explain the hose clamps that were sitting before her. She didn’t have to wait long for an explanation.
Dan reached into his bag again. Alice let out a gasp as he withdrew from the bag the large dildo he’d purchased. “Oh my God,” she blurted out. “You can’t put that in me!”
“No, Mister Ed here would tear up the playground,” Dan agreed. He laid it on the metal bar and began feeding it through the hose clamps. “But I’m willing to bet that it’ll fit in your pretty little mouth.”
Alice watched with growing alarm as the fake cock moved towards her mouth. She turned her head aside, twisting in her collar. Dan grabbed her by the hair, forcing her head back into alignment with the toy. “Now, now, Princess,” he crooned. “The more you fight-the deeper it goes.” He pressed the toy to her lips.
If Alice intended to protest the invasion of her oral cavity she failed miserably. As she opened her mouth Dan thrust the phallus forward. The hard rubber pressed against her teeth, forcing her mouth open.
“Aggrh,” Alice cried as the toy filled her mouth. Its girth stretched her lips and pinned her tongue to the floor of her mouth, and still it pressed forward. It advanced until it hit the back of her throat. Only when she gagged did Dan pull back. Twice more he advanced the dildo and twice more Alice retched. Finally, Dan pulled it back just beyond where Alice’s gag reflex kicked in. He then tightened the hose clamps with an electric screwdriver, locking the toy in place.
As Dan stepped away Alice tried to take stock of her new gag. She had pressed her neck back against the steel collar when Dan had shoved the toy in. Now she found that she had to keep her neck pressed back against it or the massive dildo would gag her. And there was zero chance that she could turn her head with her mouth impaled on the thing.
“Remember, you’re going to hoot twice for yellow and three times for red,” Dan instructed Alice. “Give me one to let me know you understand.
Alice gave a weak grunt. She could already feel the saliva pooling in her mouth. But as long as she maintained the proper position the dildo wouldn’t gag her. Still, this was a very different kind of bondage for her. It was hard not to panic at the inescapability of it.
Leaving Alice to adjust to her new gag, Dan moved on to the next phase of his plan. He slipped in behind her, reaching for the clasp of her bra. Freeing the little hooks he eased the straps down off Alice’s shoulders. He pulled until her breasts were completely freed from the now useless garment.
Though still struggling to adjust to having her mouth filled, Alice appreciated that the under-wires of her bra were no longer digging into her breasts. Unable to turn her head or look down she caught Dan’s movements out of the corner of her eye. There was the flash of something silver in his hands.
Dan had taken two hose clamps and linked them together to make one large clamp. He slipped the clamp over his wrist. It hung there like some oversized bangle. With his hand he reached up to cup Alice’s left breast. As if a magician performing some sleight of hand, he slid the clamp off his wrist and over her breast.
Alice let out a whimper of protest at the feeling of cold steel against her skin. She could do nothing as the circlet of steel was pressed to the base of her breast. The whirr of the electric screwdriver followed and the band began to tighten.
Dan watched carefully as the hose clamp squeezed inward. He stopped when he saw Alice’s breast bulging over the steel. Slipping a finger between her flesh and the metal Dan checked the tightness. He backed off slightly, ensuring her circulation was not compromised.
Ignoring Alice’s muffled cries of protest Dan gave her right breast the same treatment. When he finished her breasts were bound in twin circles of stainless steel. The delicate flesh swelled above the clamps, assuring that they could not be removed without loosening them first.
To Alice it felt as if two great hands had taken hold of her breasts. Although she had often tied chest harnesses in her self-bondage games, this was a whole new level for her. She imagined that she could already feel her breasts engorging with the restraints.
Dan took a moment to admire his work. He gently caressed Alice’s breasts, enjoying the groans of pleasure and distress his touch elicited. Checking the tension one last time he asked quietly, “Still green?”
Alice paused. Dan was taking her in a direction she’d never been before. This was her chance to turn back. The road ahead was dark and frightening. But this quiet man had been careful of her safety before, even when pushing her limits. Steeling herself for what might come next, she gave out a single grunt of affirmation.
In response Dan laid his mouth on Alice’s left nipple and gently sucked. The touch sent shockwaves through Alice’s frame. Her knees wobbled on her heels. Fire raced through her body, exploding at the apex of her thighs. A long sensuous moan escaped her gag.
As he broke contact Dan said, “Be patient Princess, we’re almost finished.”
Alice wondered what else he could possibly do to her. With her neck, wrist and breasts locked in steel there was little else except restraining her legs. That, she thought, would be truly terrifying, for if she lost her balance the only thing supporting her would be the steel collar locked about her neck.
Dan disappeared from her sight again as he moved around behind her. She heard the clank of metal, felt a vibration through the post her collar was clamped to. What new deviltry was this, she wondered?
The answer was not long in coming. From behind her came the command, “Spread your legs, Princess.” When she hesitated, she felt hands pushing in between her thighs, forcing her feet towards the edges of the platform. The shift in stance put more pressure on her collar. The dildo slipped deeper into her mouth, gagging her.
Alice struggled to stabilize her difficult position. She drew her head back, getting the massive dong off the back of her throat. She had just planted her feet more firmly on the mat when something cold and wet touched her sex.
For a quiet, unassuming guy Dan had the mechanical mind of Torquemada. He had fashioned an L shaped steel bar. On one end was a clamp to attach it to the pole. The other end was adorned with the second, more normal sized dildo he had purchased. Having liberally coated it with lube he pressed it up between his captive’s labia.
Alice’s initial reaction was to slam her thighs together. But this brought a sharp slap on her exposed backside. “Don’t move,” Dan growled at her. “You don’t want me to mess this up.”
Steeling herself, Alice stood still. She felt the cold silicone shaft sliding up inside her. She let out two frantic hoots as the tip bottomed out. Her reward was the intruder’s slight retreat.
Satisfied with the placement Dan tightened the clamp, locking it in place. The final feature of the device was an electric wand vibrator that was hose clamped to the underside of the bracket. It was fixed in such a way that the buttons were up against the metal and unreachable. It would simply go on when it was plugged in.
“That should do nicely,” Dan said as he gave the clamp a final check. He stood up, catching Alice’s cuffed hands. “You probably won’t need these anymore.” Fitting the key into the lock he freed her hands taking a moment to strip her now superfluous bra and toss it aside.
Alice raised her hands before her uncomprehendingly. Dan had spent the last half hour binding her. Was it only to let her go? She brought her feet closer together. It eased the strain on her neck. The dildo lodged inside her moved slightly, but not enough to slide out. Unable to look down, she sent her fingers to explore the strange device.
Dan was about to plug in the vibrator when he had a sudden inspiration. “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” he said stupidly as he hurried to his bedroom.
Alice watched him go before returning to her exploration of her predicament. She tried pulling down on the shaft that impaled her sex, but it was immovable. Changing tact, she braced her hands on her collar and tried lifting her left foot. Even raising her leg as high as she could did not allow her to slip off the thing. It did cause the phallus to shift around inside her, rubbing on sensitive nerve endings.
Defeated by Dan’s vaginal device, Alice addressed the steel bands that encircled her breasts. Her flesh felt taut and sensitive as the returning blood pooled there. Wincing, she tried to slip the band up over her swollen breast. She let out a whimper as the steel bit at her flesh. Alice realized the bands would have to be loosened before they could come off.
Frustrated by her situation Alice turned her attention to the large dildo that filled her mouth. She wiped at the saliva that ran from the corners of her mouth. Pulling back on the clamp did little to move it. Everything had been securely fixed in place. Despite having freedom of her arms and legs Alice had to acknowledge that she was quite helpless.
Dan had been thinking that Alice made a beautiful display piece when he suddenly remembered an item left over from the previous Christmas. The office held a ‘retro’ Christmas party, complete with fake aluminum tree. But best of all was the item he pulled from the back of his closet-a color wheel. He grabbed it and rushed back to his captive.
Alice was still wrestling with her gag when Dan returned. He smiled at the look of frustration on her face. Kneeling down, he set his toy on the floor. The electrical cord ran to the outlet where the plug for the vibrator waited. He took them both and plugged them in.
Alice gave out a satisfying yelp as the vibrator shook the toy lodged inside her. Dan watched as her hands dropped to her pussy. She clutched at the head of the vibrator as if she could stop it. At the same time her naked form was bathed in pale red light.
Dan frowned, he had been hoping for more of an effect from the color wheel. At the Christmas party it had illuminated the fake silver tree nicely. He thought for a moment before reaching for the light switch. The effect improved. Soon he had turned out every light in the apartment.
The effect was perfect. As the wheel slowly turned Alice’s body was lit with alternating colors of red, blue, gold and green. He smiled at the memory of his co-worker who wanted to drop the color wheel at the charity shop after the party. Wouldn’t he be surprised at the answer to his question of, “What are you going to do with it?”
Things were happening so fast Alice had trouble processing it all. The vibrator had started its teasing, the lights had gone out and colored lights were shining in her eyes. Although it was impossible to turn her head, she could glance down to see the lighted disk as it slowly rotated. She held her hand before her face, watching as it changed from red to blue. And outside the circle of light Alice could see Dan, watching her. His eyes seemed to glow in the dim light, like that of a leopard that’s found its prey.
Dan stared in wonderment at his creation. The thought of making the platform rotate once again fixed in his mind. But this would do for now. Alice was naked, helpless and on full display. “Strange, isn’t it,” he asked her. “Your arms are free but you’re still completely bound.” He stepped in closer to drag his fingers across her swollen breasts. Alice reached up to pull his hands away but his fingers tightened, causing her to whimper. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he said warningly.
Alice lowered her hands, a garbled “Please” struggled to escape her gag. Understanding her intent if not her words, Dan eased his grip. “That’s better,” he mused. “I don’t really care what you do with your hands,” he told her. “In fact, I imagine they’re going to want to help that vibrator get you over the top shortly. But the one thing they can’t do is interfere with me, is that clear?”
Alice gave a grunt of acknowledgement. And Dan was right, the vibrator was doing its job, but it probably wasn’t enough to satisfy her. She had already masturbated in front of him. Did he want her to repeat the performance? She’d ask him if her mouth wasn’t full of synthetic penis.
Dan adjusted himself. He was going to be more than ready when this session was over. Hopefully this would help to cement the idea in Alice’s mind that their relationship would be based on more than just physical restraint. Although it wasn’t something he’s sought, he knew that he had to take control and keep it.
Turning away from his captive, Dan headed for the kitchen. Not wanting to spoil the effect of the color wheel, he clicked on the light in the range hood. Tumbling ice into a glass, he splashed whiskey over it. He reminisced for a moment. Jordan always disapproved of hard liquor, but that was hardly an issue now. He sipped his drink and smiled.
Alice found herself bathed in red light. She watched Dan as he retreated to the kitchen. What was the end game of his bizarre bondage device, she wondered? She shifted uneasily in her heels, wishing she had stayed with the low-heeled work shoes she had on earlier in the day. ‘So much for trying to be seductive,’ she thought ruefully. But the very act of moving her feet moved the dildo lodged inside her. Her hands dropped reflexively to her crotch as the toy shifted.
The light in the kitchen winked out. Alice watched through a blue haze as Dan’s silhouette ghosted across the room. Her eyes widened when he stopped by the apartment slider. With a tug and a clatter Dan drew the blinds, exposing his apartment to the night. Alice let out a muffled wail.
Alice was a lovely shade of emerald green when Dan returned to the sofa. He was amused at the pose she had adopted, one hand attempting to cover her crotch while her arm tried to shield her naked, bulging breasts. Dan would not have opened the blinds if he thought there was any real risk of discovery. The likelihood of someone seeing the colorfully lit woman and thinking that it was a real human seemed remote. But he was thoroughly enjoying Alice’s distress at the possibility.
Alice moaned and pleaded with her eyes. Covering her sensitized breasts with her arm was a challenge. Touching them was like touching an open electrical circuit. Covering her pussy was simpler, but her fingers had the inclination to play. To all of this Dan seemed unmoved. He smiled pleasantly up at her while he sipped his drink.
The feelings of arousal were becoming irresistible. Hoping to climax discretely Alice tried moving her body up and down on the vibrating shaft. Unfortunately, with her neck locked in steel there was little room for play. Closing her eyes, she slipped her fingers in alongside her unwelcome guest.
A low moan rose to a muffled shriek as Alice pleasured herself. Saliva dribbled from her mouth, spattering her cleavage. One hand reached up to wipe it away but brushed her breast in the process. It was the stimulus that pushed her over the edge. Her body went rigid as she clenched her muscles around the dildo.
Alice was unsure how long she stood in the throes of ecstasy. When she opened her eyes, Dan was half off the sofa, staring at her. “Wow,” he breathed quietly. She was bathed in golden light.
Sweat cooled on her body as Alice shifted her feet. The vibration toy that was a source of pleasure moments ago changed to an uncomfortable annoyance. Alice was ready for the feeling, having tied herself with vibrators in place before. But she had never had to maintain such a strict posture while waiting for her latency period to pass. Her legs trembled beneath her.
Dan was always fascinated by Alice’s capacity for orgasms. His mind drifted back to his ex. Could she have done the same thing? He knew that he couldn’t provide the stimulus without help and they had never pursued the idea. ‘If she could only see me now,’ he smiled at the thought.
Alice watched as Dan rose from the couch, glass in hand. He stepped into the light and his face was cast in red. Dark shadows outlined his features, giving him a sinister look. Her only warning of what was to come next was the tinkle of ice on glass.
An icy electric shock raced to Alice’s brain as Dan pressed the cold glass up against her breast. A garbled cry that might have been, “Oh fuck!” escaped her. Of their own volition her hands reached up to grab the glass.
Dan stepped back, pulling his hand from Alice’s frantic grasp. “I warned you that you aren’t allowed to interfere with me,” Dan said quietly. “You’re going to stand here until you learn that. Now put your hands behind your head.”
Alice raised trembling hands. Closing her eyes, she laced her fingers behind her head. ‘It wasn’t really that bad,’ she told herself reassuringly. ‘It was more surprising than anything else.’ As convincing as that sounded, she still screamed when the cold was applied to her other breast. Though her body trembled she kept her hands locked behind her head.
Dan eyed the swollen orbs. He ran a finger along the steel band, trying to slip a finger underneath. When he could not, Dan put down his drink and grabbed the electric screwdriver. The little device gave an electric whir as the bands loosened.
Alice felt the pins and needles of returning circulation as Dan eased the bands off her breasts. For a moment it brought back the dark memory of Richie and the needles he used to torture her nipples. But Dan was easing the blood back into circulation with a gentle massaging of her breasts.
With his hands on her nipples and the vibrator still buzzing away down below Alice felt the ashes of her last climax flare to life once again. She let out a needy moan as her hands dropped from her head. Fingers found the slippery toy and the little button of her clit.
Dan could feel the trembling in Alice’s body. He had seen her manage multiple orgasms before and she was certainly on her way to her next one. But he was concerned that she would be unable to support herself through too many. And if her legs did give out only the collar at her neck and the bar between her legs would be there to support her.
Slowly Dan dropped to his knees before his captive. He reached out, taking Alice’s hands in his. She let out a whine of protest as he pulled her away from her play. “Put your hands behind your head and keep them there,” he commanded.
Alice didn’t want to obey Dan’s instructions. But when he pushed her hands up, she knew she must. After all, he could simply tie her hands up out of the way if he so chose. In some ways Alice wished he would. It would be easier to struggle than to hold her hands back willingly.
Dan ran his hands down Alice’s stocking clad legs. Yes, they were trembling with the strain. He gently pushed her legs apart, giving him an unobstructed view of her dripping sex and the dildo lodged inside her. Raising his hands he ran his thumbs along her labia, enjoying the wetness and the low moan from behind Alice’s gag.
Leaning in, he let his tongue explore her. There was a jump from his captive as his tongue found her sweet spot. Thumb and fingers closed on her folds, pinching her in a warning. She was to remain still for him.
Alice felt a wave of heat at Dan’s touch. Her knees wobbled and she steeled herself to stay upright. The desire to grab his head and mash his face into her most intimate of spaces was overwhelming. In fear of breaking the spell Dan was weaving Alice gripped her own hair, curling her hands into fists. The pain made a delicious counterpoint to the heady pleasure emanating from her loins.
The climax came unexpectedly to Dan. For a moment he thought Alice was in distress as her body went rigid. But hearing her impassioned cries he realized that all was well.
Alice rode the wave of ecstasy until it collapsed beneath her. Then she was spent, all energy sapped from her. Knees buckled and steel bit into her neck. There was a moment of dazed panic, then Dan was there, supporting her.
Dan felt Alice sag. He wrapped his arm around her legs, supporting her with one while the other hand worked to release the clamp holding the dildo in place. Sliding the dripping toy out, he tossed it carelessly aside.
With a grunt Dan rose from his knees. He let his supporting arm slide up Alice’s naked form as he rose. Holding her with one hand he fished the ratchet from his pocket with the other. Ignoring the large dildo still lodged in Alice’s mouth he worked the bolts on either side of the collar.
Alice let herself fall forward as her neck came free of the collar. She gagged again as the dildo shifted in her mouth. Not bothering with the clamps, Dan pulled the bar and the half collar back, freeing her mouth. A wave of saliva followed, running down her chin. “Oh God,’ she gasped.
Dan felt Alice’s hands tremble as she gripped his shirt. He half carried, half dragged the exhausted girl to the bedroom. ‘I’m gonna have to hit the gym if I’m to carry her,’ he thought ruefully. He lowered her to the bed, pulling off her heels before levering her legs onto the mattress.
Alice watched as Dan padded out of the darkened bedroom. She vaguely wondered where he was going, but in reality, she was too tired to care. Still trying to decide whether this evening had been exhilarating or utterly terrifying, Alice drifted off to sleep.
Dan returned from the kitchen with a bottle of water for Alice. He raised her head to the open bottle when he heard the gentle snore. “Well fuck,” he muttered as he lowered her head. He thought of shaking her awake. Or perhaps just climbing on top of her and letting her wake up when he penetrated her. But that seemed kind of creepy. With a sigh he acknowledged he was out of luck.