I just got to my little apartment after a long day of work. I was walking out to my car when I heard a commotion in the street next to the apartment. By the time I got around the bushes that block the view I saw two people standing over a guy laying on the ground. They were laughing and kicking him. There was another guy setting fire to a car. I ran up to the two guys and after a short verbal exchange the three guys left. I then helped the guy they were beating on up and took him into my apartment to check out his injuries.
Once inside I sat him down at the kitchen table and looked him over. After I realized his injuries were superficial, I said, “These injuries look worse than they are. You are going to be sore for a few days but you should be fine.”
“Thanks for all your help,” he replied. “Since mine is broken can I borrow your phone?”
I gave him my phone and address then cleaned up the mess I made treating him as he made a call in the other room.
“Thanks again for helping me out and taking care of me. My name is Bill.” He said as he walked into the kitchen.
I took my phone back and shook his hand. “I’m Amy.”
“How can I repay you for your help?”
“Don’t worry about it. I am an EMT from the local hospital. I can replace the stuff I used on you. Just promise me you will pass the good deed along when you get the chance and we can call it even,” I told him.
“Amy, you are a dying breed in today’s world.” He commented. “First most people would have ignored what was going on and then you help me out, treat my injuries and want nothing in return. That is very impressive.”
I blushed and said nothing. After about 20 minutes of small talk over coffee and cookies 3 large well-dressed people arrived to pick him up. He thanked me again, gave me his card and left. I looked at the card after he left and I recognized the name and company. His first name was William and he is one of the richest people in the country.
A couple weeks later I get a call from a number I don’t recognize. When I answered, I was shocked to find out it was Bill (William). He invited me to dinner to discuss business. Naturally I say yes. I said yes because I am curious about what business he could have with me and the restaurant is the nicest in the city and he is paying. I put on the nicest dress I own and am ready when he knocks on the door to pick me up.
“Amy, you look nice,” he said.
“Thanks,” I replied. “You don’t look half bad yourself.” He offered me his arm and led me to a limonene waiting in the apartment parking lot. “Wow,” was all I could say.
The limo ride was nice but the restaurant was out of this world. Everything was beautiful but not overly much. Over dinner he asked a lot about me. I told him I was raised in a middle-class family. Both my brothers were in the military but I wanted to be an EMT. Actually, a medical doctor but I was still going to school for that. Once we finished dessert we got down to business.
“I still feel bad about not paying you back for helping me the other day,” he started. “I have an idea that will help both of us out. I have this large house on several acres of land a few miles outside of town. I own it for a tax break…it’s a long story. Anyway, I need someone to move it. I am offering you the place. All utilities paid except TV and internet. Those bills have to be in you name as proof you live there.”
It took me a minute to speak. “That sounds awesome. Tell me more.”
He told me how it used to belong to his uncle and his family. They died in a plane crash and the place has been empty for a few months. He said the bottom floor will be cleaned by the weekend. He gave me the keys and address before wishing me luck and leaving. I was excited about my new place.
I figured I would look it over before I moved my stuff and put in notice with my landlord. I drove out there on my next day off. The place was massive. It had two stories and a basement. The land around the house was wooded so the house could not be seen from the road. When I got out of the car, I could smell the ocean so I walked around the house and noticed it was built next to a cliff overlooking the ocean. The view alone made my decision about moving in. I managed to pull myself away from the view and went into the house. The inside of the sound was just as impressive as the outside.
Like Bill said the first floor was spotless. There was a large kitchen, two dining rooms, game room, TV/entertainment room, two bedrooms, a changing room and an indoor pool. Everything in the house was top of the line and looked almost new.
I spent the next few days moving in and making arrangements for my old apartment. I got some from friends from work and the move was done in a few hours. After which we tried out the pool. The next day I was cleaning up the pool area when the housekeepers came in and told me they would take care of it. After talking with them I gave up trying to help them and just stayed out of their way.
Since I was off for three days, I decided to look around the rest of the house. The second floor was mainly for guests. There were several bedrooms and a few entertainment rooms. The basement stairs ended in a massive open area. The area was a large multipurpose entertainment area. There were sofas, a recliner and chairs. There was a projector and HD screen, pool table, air hockey table and foosball table. Behind all the entertainment tables was a full bar. The back wall contained a door to the restroom and a large hanging carpet with a picture of a pretty woman dressed really sexily. She was chained by a metal collar and chain to a pillar.
I spent a few minutes staring at the wall hanging when I noticed in the small gap between the hanging and the floor that there was a glass on the floor. I pulled the corner of the carpet out and moved behind it to get the glass. That was when I noticed a door hidden behind the hanging. Between the color and door’s shape it was hard to see but it was there. I turned the lever and the door pushed open. Behind the door was a large dark room. I reached around the edge of the door inside the room and found a light switch. I turned on the lights and discovered the room was set-up like a modern dungeon.
I walked into the dungeon and knew I had found my favorite room in the whole house. I have been interested in bondage for years. I had mainly done self-bondage since it was hard to find someone, I trusted to tie me up. The few times I had found someone I had a good time but the guy wasn’t too interested in repeating it. The dungeon was fully stocked with the usual type of things, a wooden X-frame, a couple of padded sawhorses, poles to secure someone to or in between, steel manacles attached to the walls, a large cage with a bed in it and a smaller cage for someone kneeling or sitting in it. On the walls were several shelves neatly covered with other bondage items. There were cuffs made from leather and steel, several different types of gags and hoods, there were also harnesses, armbinders, hobble skirts and body sleep sacks. There were even a couple of gimp petsuits. In cabinets along the walls were just about every kind of sex toy I had ever seen and more that I haven’t. There were also chastity belts, leather & latex catsuits and assorted panties and bras.
I continued to look around and discovered a computer and a very interesting looking bondage device. It looked like a latex catsuit hooked to pumps, wires and cuffs. I turned on the computer and while it was booting up, I decided to examine the device more. The lower part was a long single leg binder but it looked like the tightness was controlled automatically. The part around the waist had a built-in corset and the breasts were covered by cups that looked like some kind of suction device. The head was covered in a full hood that had a removable blindfold and gag. Behind the suit attracted to the corset were two pairs of cuffs. They were positioned so the person in the suit would have a hard time getting into them and a harder time, but not impossible, to get out.
Once the computer booted up, I spent about an hour looking through it. It turns out that lots of the devices and toys were controlled here. There were also cameras and lighting hooked to this. I found the control for the latex device I was looking at. The computer didn’t tell me much about the options, just how to set the time and intensity. I was disappointed that the minimum time was six hours so I would have to wait until my next two days off.
I went back to the computer and spent an hour or so looking through it. I got a list of everything it controlled and how to operate it. I also discovered there was a hidden closet in the master bedroom with more controlled items. I got the wi-fi password to this computer when I found out I could use my laptop or smartphone to control the items and door to the secret closet. I then went upstairs and to the master bedroom.
I used my phone to unlock and open the door to the closet. I found it in the back of the bathroom. The closet was more like a small room. Filling two walls were several latex, PVC and leather outfits. They were super sexy and some of them were inappropriate to wear out in public. Along the wall with the door were shelves and drawers filled with toy and sexy underwear. The last wall hung various restraints, gags and hoods. Next to the door was an envelope that said “Play me” on it. I opened it and found a memory stick. I plugged the memory stick into my laptop and played the message.
Bill’s image appeared on the screen, “Hello Amy. If you are watching this then you have found the basement and the closet. Everyone in my family has been into sex games for generations and you have discovered this house’s collection. All the items have been cleaned and are ready for use and the clothes all should fit you. Right now, the main computer is set up to not let me know when you are playing. There is an option you can set so my phone gets a message that you are playing and tells me what you are doing.” He didn’t say anything for a minute as if giving me time to process what I just heard. “This option was set-up mainly as a safety measure if you wanted to use the stuff by yourself. Some of the stuff is hard to get out of without practice and I will know if you get stuck. There are also options that grant me control over the session, naturally before I set those options up, we have to talk.” The message went on to explain how to set it up that he would monitor what was going on. It also told me that he would have options for the stuff in the basement.
I thought about the message and it did make sense about the safety part. I also liked the idea of letting someone take control. Bill was an attractive guy and with his money if he really wanted to do something bad to me, he could have already. I decided to call him and set up a date at a nightclub for Thursday night after I got off work. He seemed eager when I told him it was about his message in the closet.
I spent the rest of the day and my time at work thinking about the basement and my date with Bill. When I finished work on Thursday, I took a shower and went to the closet. I decided to first put on latex panties that had a vibrator built in that would go into my pussy. It also had a vibrator for my clit. Next, I put on a pair of thigh high five-inch heeled boots. Lastly, I put on a steel boned latex corset dress. The dress went from over my breasts down to mid-thigh and was very tight. After some work and help from an automatic lacing machine I got the dress closed all the way. The dress took a good six inches from my waist and the steel boning prevented me from turning or bending at the waist. Even though the steel boning was replaced by a more flexible material, the boning that went down hips to the bottom of the dress I still had difficulty bending my legs at the hips. The top of the dress had a push-up design that gave me an impressive cleavage.
Bill called and told me he was almost at the house so I set the computer to give him access to the panties. The doorbell rang just as I finished so I went upstairs and opened the door.
Bill had a shocked look on his face but he quickly recovered and said “You look awesome in that outfit.”
After I looked him over in his sexy leather outfit I replied, “You don’t look bad yourself. Shall we go?”
“Of course,” he said and offered me his arm. I took his arm and he guided me to his luxury car. It took some work but I managed to sit in the car just as we started driving. The dildo inside my pussy started to vibrate slightly. When I looked at him, he said, “something to get you warmed up.”
We drove for about an hour making small talk, until we drove into a parking garage in the business section of downtown. We drove all the way to the bottom, which I thought was strange. On the bottom level of the nearly empty garage were several cars, all of them being really nice and expensive looking. Once we parked, he helped me out and again commented on how good I looked in the dress.
“This is a fetish club and it has really good food. We will fit in nicely with the way we’re dressed,” he said. He led me to the back of the car and opened the trunk. “Tonight is ‘Ladies Night.’ That means the ladies have to be restrained at all times. You can pick or trust me.”
I rolled my eyes before replying, “Since I am going to have to trust you all night I might as well start now.” He gave me a childish grin before reaching into the truck. I heard a bag being unzipped and he stood up holding a black, same color as my dress, latex mono-glove armbinder. “Should I be afraid that you have a bag full of restraints just hanging out in the trunk of your car?”
He laughed and said “I am an Eagle Scout and the scout motto is ‘Be Prepared.’ Since you made it clear we were going to be talking about the basement and closet, I took a chance. When I saw you in the dress and got the text that you gave me control, I figured take you here rather than where I had originally planned. I gambled and won this time, but to answer your question, if you let me put you into this then yes you should be scared.” He said the last with a seductive and mischievous look in his eyes.
I turned my back to him, put my arms behind my back and said, “Just make sure that if I regret this, I REALLY regret this.”
He leaned in close behind me and whispered into my ear, “I normally hate when a woman tries to top from the bottom, however for this one time, your wish is my command.” He then started to work the armbinder up my arms. Since I had already put my palms together, he had no trouble sliding my hand into the bottom of the mono-glove. With the ease he slides the armbinder up and around my forearm it must have been pre-lubed. Reaching around in front of me he crossed the straps at the top of the armbinder above my breasts and attached them to the top of the opposite side of the restraint and tightened them to his liking. Next, he grabbed the D-ring at the bottom of the armbinder and zipped the top. As the zipper raised my arms were forced closer together until my forearms were squeezed together. Once the zipper was all the way up, he used a padlock to lock it in place.
I looked down and noticed that with my arms squeezed together my breasts were even more pronounced and bulging ready to pop out of the top of the corset dress. I realized that there was little to no chance of them remaining in place all night. I wiggled a little to test the armbinder and quickly figured out that I wasn’t getting out of it without help. “Nice, although I don’t see how I am going to be able to eat like this.”
I hadn’t noticed that when I was testing the armbinder he had retrieved something else from the bag. I was surprised when he wrapped a three-inch-wide metal collar around my neck and clicked shut when both sides connected. “O shoot! I forgot and left the key at my place, so you have to come over so I can release you from the collar,” he said with a mischievous grin.
Rolling my eyes I said, “Lead the way, Master.”
He turned back to the trunk to retrieve something when the vibrators inside my panties increased in activity. I was already worked up from the vibrations of the trip here, but all I could do was moan since the dress prevented me from ever wiggling my crotch. He then attached a leash to the collar. “Follow me, my pet,” he said and led me towards an unlabeled door. I saw another car drive up and a couple got out. They were also dressed to play but the woman wasn’t restrained yet.
We followed the other couple through the door into a short hall. Music could be heard plus people talking. The couple turned left and went into a small door. Bill led me to the right and through a nicely decorated black set of double doors. Beyond the doors was a bondage / fetish club right out of some of the stories I have read and fantasized about.
There were people all over dressed in every possible fetish out imaginable. There were people in leather, latex, PVC and in nothing but restraints. You had people in pet play gimp-suits, ponies (both male and female) and even the servers were wearing latex and minorly restrained. The club also have several bondage devices and a couple forced fucking machines. There were chains and cuffs hanging all over against the wall, ceiling and attached to the floor in various places. There were two bars with stools and a third bar but it was just for servers’ use. Some of the bar stools had dildos sticking up from them and had cuffs for the occupant’s ankles so the person could not get off the dildo.
I was led to a high table and assisted to the best sitting I could do in my dress. Just as I sat down, I moaned loudly as an orgasm erupted between my legs. The orgasm was a long one and restrained like I was all I could was ride it out. I twisted and struggled as much as the armbinder and corset dress permitted. Bill grabbed my face and forced a very passionate kiss on me. My orgasm continued and his kiss lasted, which seemed like a long time.
When I came down from my ecstasy, Bill released my face and asked, “Are you ready to order?” He laughed when I just looked at him still breathing as hard as the corset let me. “Ok, I’ll order for the both of us. After he ordered he noticed I was struggling and squirming. “You know that’s distracting and if you keep it up concentrating on dinner is going to be difficult.”
“Sorry Master,” I replied. “I’m kind of distracted by the ‘warm up’ toys you have me wearing.” He just chuckled and let me stew. I had another orgasm, which was more intense, before the food arrived. I hadn’t even fully recovered when a plate of food was placed in front of me.
“Let me help you with that,” the waitress said. She then reached into the top of my corset and pulled the breast that hadn’t popped out during the struggles of my second orgasm. She looked over to Bill, who nodded, and then she leaned over and began to suck one of my nipples and use her fingers to play with my other one. In no time I was rocked by the biggest orgasm yet. My whole life was centered around the pleasure coming from my crotch and breast. The pleasure finally ended and the waitress kissed me as passionately as Bill had, “I’m Wanda. Come back tomorrow and we can continue,” she whispered to me after she broke the kiss. She thanked Bill and then left to return to work.
“Look at you, making friends already,” Bill said. He then began to eat. In between his bites he would cut my food and feed me. It was the most exciting dinner I ever had. Since Bill never turned off the vibrators, I had two more orgasms. After we finished eating, he said, “It looks like you’re well done.”
Breathing heavily, I replied, “If you turn off the damned vibrators and give me a few minutes I’ll be good for a little bit.”
“It looked like you were really enjoying them.” He reached into one of his pockets and turned the vibrators up to a very high setting. I moaned loudly and began to struggle. “Since you have trouble watching your language you will have to endure this setting or,” he reached into another pocket, removed a cockgag and dangled it in front of my face.
“Turn it off,” I almost yelled. “Please turn them off.” He turned the vibrators off and gave me a drink of water. When he put the glass down, he held the gag up in front of my face. I opened my mouth and he shoved the gag in. The cock was sized good enough that it didn’t trigger my gag reflex but was thick enough that it would keep me quiet. He helped me up and led me away from the table by my leash.
I was led around and got a good look at all the restraints, toy and machines. Bill guided me down a hall with several doors. Opening a few of them he explained they were for private sessions. He ended the tour with us at one of the bars.
“Do you like what you say?” I nodded and then he said, “I’ll be back.” Just before he left, he waved Wanda over. “I need someone to keep my pet here out of trouble.”
“Sir, I will be happy to,” she eagerly said. He handed her my leash and walked away. She knelt me down next to a bar stool and removed my gag, before she unzipped the crotch of her latex catsuit. She climbed onto the stool and slowly lowered herself so her ass was filled with the attached dildo. After she pushed some buttons on the bar, she put her ankles into metal cuffs under the stool. The cuffs locked themselves firmly around her ankles. She turned so her crotch was facing me.
I noticed the way she was sitting, her pussy and clit were right at the edge of the stool. I pulled forward until my face was buried into her wet pussy. I felt something wrap around my collar neck and heard a click. I tried to pull back but discovered I was stuck to the stool with my face shoved into Wanda’s pussy.
“You’re stuck there for 30 minutes,” she said. “If you don’t make me cum twice, I will tell your master you misbehaved. Feel free to make me cum as such as you can.” I eagerly began to lick and suck her. It didn’t take long before she had her first orgasm. I continued to lick and suck her, dragging her orgasm out. Since I kept going it didn’t take long before she came a second time. This time, when she was cumming down, I bit her clit just hard enough for her to explode again in a brand-new orgasm. I brought her to a third orgasm before we were released.
I was helped to my feet by Bill. “I am very glad you are enjoying yourself,” he said. “I set you up with a membership here. If you want to come back, you can. I hope you don’t come back without me but the choice is yours.” After he helped Wanda off the stool and thanked her for keeping out of trouble, he put the gag back in and led me out of the club.
After a short drive we pulled into a large estate. He helped me out and led me to the house. Once inside I was led to a large bedroom. He released my leash so I could look around. The bedroom was large and impressive. Everything was made from solid matching wood and looked good. He walked up behind me, turned me to face the bed and gently pushed me to the edge of it. Bill took his time unlacing my corset dress, turned on my vibrators to a high setting, then he reached around me and began to play with my nipples. I moaned into my gag and leaned into him enjoying the sensations. He continued to play with my nipples until I orgasmed. When my orgasm started, he pinched both my nipples which increased the intensity of my orgasm. I screamed into my gag and struggled against the armbinder, but just leaned into Bill and came like a made woman.
I was still having orgasm aftershocks when I was bent over the bed and my leash was attached to something keeping bent over. The vibrators were turned off and then my panties were removed. After the panties were slid off my legs, my ankles were spread out and cuffed preventing me from closing my legs. I yelped around the gag and Bill shoved his face into my pussy and began to eagerly lick and suck all my juices. He got me off again before he stood up. Without warning he forcefully shoved his cock deep into my wet pussy. He fucked me like a madman. His thrusts were long, forceful, and fast. Since I was sensitive I came twice in rapid succession before he grunted, twitched and shot his load into me. The last orgasm was more than I could handle and I passed out totally exhausted.
I woke up laying in the most comfortable bed in the world covered in the softest sheet. I sat up and looked around only to discover I had nothing to wear and that the collar was still locked around my neck. I got up and took a long hot shower. After the shower I walked out of the room and followed my nose to the dining. Bill was there and grinned when I walked in.
“God, you're an attractive woman.” He got up, took my hand and guided me to a seat. After I sat down, he asked, “What did you think about last night?’
“It was an awesome night,” I replied.
I guess the saying ‘No Good Deed Goes Unpunished’ is true.