1. Katie's Place (3 of 3)


    Date: 7/3/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: AndreaJordan, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    error on her part he thought. Strike that coffee, he would head straight to the bar for a beer. He swung again and felt a brick break free, he was only minutes away. At last the grille broke free and clattered across the cell. Tom sat up for the first time in over twelve hours and climbed to his feet, but as he did so he felt a jolt on his neck. “No!” he shouted as his eyes followed the heavy chain that connected his neck to the floor, “You bitch!” he cried. In his frustration, Tom picked up a brick and smashed it down on to the padlock. Nothing and so he tried again. The sweat was running down his toned biceps, biceps that were now bulging from the exertion. Now on his knees, he continued to smash down until the brick shattered into pieces. The next brick went the same way. He lay down panting, his bare chest, dirty, sweating and slightly cut, looking like something from a Rambo movie. Even with the cell door open there was no possible way to escape. “Tom!” a voice woke him from his daydreams. He looked up and saw long toned legs stretching up into the little rah-rah skirt above him. The legs then crouched down until the rah-rah skirt formed a tiny tent over his head. His anger immediately dissipated and he felt totally relaxed as he gazed out from underneath her skirt and watched as a manicured hand slipped a key into the slightly battered silver padlock. The key turned and the lock sprung open. The rah-rah skirt then rose until it towered above him once more. “Follow ...
    me,” she spoke gently. With the free end of the chain in her hand, she led him by the neck back upstairs and into the new shower. She removed his remaining clothes before swinging closed the barred shower door which locked with a small click. Tom stood naked in the small shower cubicle, surrounded by tiles on three sides and a barred door on the fourth. Tom reached through the bars and felt for the empty keyhole. “Won’t you join me?” he asked hopefully. He did look sexy covered in sweat and brick dust, but Katie just stood there in her little rah-rah skirt and turned on the cold water that fell from the oversized showerhead. “Arrh!” he cried out, unable to avoid the icy water. “What did you say?” she asked. Her slim hand pulled the lever again and again the cold water hit him. Half an hour later Tom was clean, but the suddenly bursts of hot and cold water combined with his sexy dominatrix - or should that be business partner - standing just the other side of the bars had left him exhausted on the floor. He listened as Katie released the guy in the suit from his cell. If she could be jealous of Jess spending time with him, why couldn’t he be jealous of her spending time with other guy? He certainly felt that way right then. With his face pushed up against the bars, he listened to Katie talking to the guy downstairs. Her calm, slightly clipped voice purring in a way that any guy would obey. He felt for the empty keyhole again as jealously started to consume him. With a shower and ...