1. Katie's Place (2 of 3)


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

    traded places for the night at least. Katie slipped out of her equally minimal clothing, which she left in an untidy pile in the middle of the bathroom, and stepped into the large shower where water started to pour from the oversized showerhead. She took her time examining the range of shampoos and body washes; a far cry from the almost empty home brand bottles that filled her shower. She dried herself on a large clean towel, wrapped another around her long dark hair, and walked into Tom’s walk in robe to find something to wear. Not surprisingly nothing fit her and she ended up wearing one of his blue shirts that reached down further than many of her dresses. She then picked up her favourite pair of jeans that were now decidedly worn and the sewing kit that she had brought with her, and sat cross-legged in the middle of his king size double bed and started to work. She had yet another idea to test on Tom. For Tom, it had been another surreal night where time had had little meaning and the captivity had played games with his mind, only this time heightened by the heavy clanking cuffs that restricted his movement even further. He could have removed Katie’s panties from his face, but the truth was that they felt nice and added to the sensation of being trapped and owned. The air was warm and still, and Katie’s scent still lingered both in the cell and on his body. At unknown o’clock, the light in his cell clicked on, thereby effectively returning his sight. A second later he ...
    heard the padlock scrap against the door and the bolt slide back. “Hi.” Katie smiled as she sat cross-legged next to him in a way that made her short blue dress ride up revealing most of her thighs and a glimpse of her white underwear beneath. She handed him one of the two takeaway coffees. “The other ‘guests’?” he asked. “Release back into the wild,” Katie smiled. Tom half smiled back and held up his manacled hands that had been hurting for the last few hours. “Please... my shoulders are starting to ache. Katie just sipped her drink indifferently while fishing a few wayward strands of her long hair from the coffee. “Please, just my hands!” “But you’re my prisoner,” she replied. “Katie, I just can’t get my hands out of here.” “Well of course not, I've cuffed them.” Her mouth was straight, but a smile was creeping across her eyes. “Well can you un-cuff them?” “Yes, I can.” Katie was starting to enjoy his frustration. “Will you? Please?” Katie continued to watch him with amusement for another minute before reaching out and simply touching the lock. Sensing her unique fingerprint, the lock immediately clicked open and she just watched some more as Tom struggled to remove the open padlock and release his aching arms. Katie just sat in front of him watching closely. After they had eaten and drunk, Katie held up her pair of worn blue jeans which she had spent the night modifying. She had made a cut through the crotch and then sewn in an extra piece of denim from another pair of jeans ...
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