A Binding Relationship
Copyright© 2008 by Jane Copper
Chapter 22
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 22 - Kim finds herself pulled into a place she never thought she would go. Her friends help her open up a new life. She finds she enjoys the ropes more each time.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Romantic Fiction BDSM Light Bond Humiliation Oral Sex Sex Toys Foot Fetish Leg Fetish
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walk over to my car and look inside. There is a pair of the leather cuffs on my seat with a note. I open the note. I feel myself getting wet. If this was any other time or from someone I know I would be scared. I read the note. I SAW YOUR ACTS OF KINDNESS. YOU WILL BE REWARDED FOR THAT. YOU ARE A GOOD FRIEND TO HER. I look around the parking lot and slip in to my car. I sit there for a few minutes and touch the cuffs. I slip up one of my pant legs up and place the cuff on my ankle. I look up and see on the dash just in font of the speedometer there are two little padlocks. My hands start to shake. I reach up and take one of the locks and listen to its evil click. Never giving the thought that it is there until I am trapped with this on until the person that has the holds the keys releases me. I place the other leather cuff on my other ankle. I look up after placing the lock on and see Amber standing at my window. I jump and let out a scream. I open the door. She grabs my arm and pulls me out of the car. She says nothing and pulls me over to Pete's SUV that is parked three spots down. I never saw them pull in. Amber pushes me into the back of the truck. I look for Pete. He is not in the truck. Before I can react Amber has a pair of handcuffs on my right wrist and it locked to the handholds in the back of the truck. "What are you doing?" I finally ask. Before I can say another word she has that ball-gag in my mouth. She grabs my other wrist and it is locked to the other handhold on the other side of the truck. I struggle I feel the leather blindfold placed over my eyes. I feel Amber take my shoes off. She throws them in the front seat. I feel her secure my ankles to the tie-down in the floor. I moan and make some muffing noises through the gag. I feel her hands stroke over my feet. I feel the softness of her hands and the feel of the nylon that covers them. I feel Amber move around in the truck. She blows the horn.
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