1. Katie's Place (2 of 3)


    Date: 2/26/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: AndreaJordan, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    end of the next chain was a similar pair of rigid metal handcuffs. The end of the third chain had an unlocked padlock looped through the last link, presumably for locking around the prisoner’s neck. With his lips still in constant contact with Katie’s panties, he laid on the small mattress while she knelt above his head. She positioned the foot cuffs around his ankles and locked them with a padlock. He’d just been chained to the wall and lost the ability to separate his ankles by more than an inch. He could no longer walk or run and all he’d been concerned about was keeping his lips in contact with this woman’s underwear. A moment later and she’d taken away the use of his arms by cuffing his hands together. Two moments later and she’d also locked his neck to the wall. “Well done, you did it.” Katie smiled as she stood up, hands on hips. “Is that your new move?” he asked. “What do you think?” “It worked for me.” “Good, those cuffs cost enough.” He tried to edge his way closer to her sexy body but the chains held him frustratingly out of reach. The only possible contact was his lips with her bare feet and so he kissed them. He looked up at the ‘CK’ label on the back of her panties; they were probably the most expensive piece of clothing that she owned, certainly the newest. She was just a poor young woman, with who knew what problems and issues. Neediness and a fear of betrayal and abandonment had to be on the list somewhere. “Mmm and to think that you lost your freedom just ...
    because you were busy kissing my butt.” “It is cute, come here.” Katie smiled as she swayed her CK's from side to side for his benefit while keeping them annoyingly out of reach. Tom inspected the cuffs, pulling at them and trying to twist and wriggle his way out. “Quite secure,” he concluded. Katie nodded slowly and crossed her arms. “Special privilege for my business partner,” she smiled. “I guess the privilege doesn’t extend to being given the key to the cuffs?” Katie grinned and held up her fingers which she slowly kissed one by one. “Those padlocks don’t have a key. They only open with a fingerprint.” Tom looked and tried his finger against the sensor. Nothing happened. “Mine, not yours, silly!” Tom lay comfortably on the mattress watching his jailer giggle. It was warm and the noise and stress of the day seemed to have disappeared. He had nowhere to go, which was just as well as the shackles she’d locked him in would hold him for his lifetime and plenty thereafter. Maybe he had a proposition for her. “You need cash to kit this place out.” He didn’t mention the need to upgrade her flat and her wardrobe. “Why don’t you rent me this cell on a long term lease for me to use whenever I want?” He made her an offer, after which she opened her mouth and quickly covered it her hand. “On one condition,” she finally said. “Okay?” “You will use it whenever I want.” Without fully understanding the full implication of what she had said and struggling sightly against the cuffs, he passed ...
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