Melanie sat down on the metal chair and shivered. “C-cold,” she whispered.
I hesitantly reached onto the bed and removed a silk necktie from the tousled pile on the duvet. I squeezed myself in between the foot of the bed and her chair. I sat down on the comforter. “Place both hands behind your back, lady.” Melanie did as she had been told. I tied her wrists together within three loops and then I collected my thoughts.
Her nude body was apparent to both Brent and the camcorder. I, however, was only privy to her shoulders, arms and the back of her head. I took her biceps in my grip with both hands. I closed my eyes and leaned toward her. I smelled her hair. The scent of coconuts filled my nostrils, my windpipe and my lungs. I was in a state of euphoria until I realized that I needed to check in with the boss. I opened my eyes with surprise and looked toward Brent.
He was deeply in the moment and said, “Don’t bind her legs to the chair. Please. Please don’t.”
I removed two more ties from the disheveled bundle and stood up. I walked in in front of her and I knelt before her as though I were preparing to propose. Instead, I was ready to insist. I seized her right ankle with my left hand. I pulled her foot around the right leg of the chair. Her ankle was pressed against the inner side of the chair leg. Her thigh was at a forty-five degree angle from her moist crease. I tied her ankle to the leg of the chair.
With the other silk tie, I tied her other foot to the chair. When I was finished, her legs formed a 90° degree angle. Her pubic arrow pointed toward a heaven of pink.
I turned to Brent for further instruction. He said, “Don’t. Please don’t.”
I dumped the contents of the briefcase onto the bed.
I lifted a small silver tray from the littered toys. I placed it between her legs and partially beneath her supple butt cheeks. The sound of the metal tray scraping against the metal chair obviously excited Melanie. Her eyes widened as she watched my masked face.
With open palms I slapped both of her breasts at the same time.
“Ooh!” she exclaimed with a moan.
“Quiet,” I demanded. I began lightly fluffing her nipples with my indexes and thumbs.
Melanie moaned timidly. I took a deep breath as I felt my own erection awakening. I stood up and she looked at my zipper with disappointment. Juggling the role had not afforded a full investment in this sexual moment.
Letting go of any sense of urgency, I picked up a handful of ‘d’ battery-sized padlocks from the bed. I returned to the chair and crouched in front of her. The smell of her vagina engulfed my senses. There is no other scent with which to compare it. I’ll say that it smelled like purity slowly simmering on a Sunday afternoon. My stomach was growling from hunger.
With my left hand I removed a padlock from my right hand. I held it up in front of Mel’s eager eyes. I pushed a release button at the base of the binding tool. The hinged loop popped up and swiveled slightly. Good, I thought, I am too nervous to be fumbling with keys right now. From the level of her eyesight I dropped the lock onto the silver tray which I had propped between her legs.
The metallic noises between the padlock, the tray and the chair on which she was sitting sent her into a fit of ecstasy. The vibration between her legs and beneath her glutes forced her to fight against her restraints. Melanie struggled to bring her knees together. I laughed at her helplessness.
I lifted another padlock to her eye level. I dropped it. It bounced off of her inner thigh and onto the tray. When the “Clank! Clank! Clank!” reverberated she squealed loudly. Brent groaned as though he were in pain.
Self consciously, I looked toward the front door of their suite. I snapped back to reality as I remembered that Ms. Vyce was somewhere out there waiting for me to make a pink slip mistake.
Fuck that bitch, I thought. I brought my hands together. I released the remaining four mini-locks one by one as they both writhed and groaned in pleasure with each, “Bang! Ding! Clank! Plink!”
The gig was going well. I felt like a D.J.
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