Caught in the Act
Hello my slut,
I’m at my desk right now, wearing black thigh high stockings and a black bra, nothing else. In the shower I came up with this devious idea, and I couldn’t wait to send your instructions. You’re probably quite aroused as you picture me here, sitting in my leather chair, dressed so hot. You’re probably hard in your red thong right now. I’m sure it will be a very wet thong by the time you finish reading this email, and you’ll want so desperately to cum.
As an added torment, you must stroke your cock – my property – through your pants as you read this email. You also have to reach into your drawer and pull out a pair of binder clips for your nipples. That means you also need to shut you door. You’ll be unbuttoning your shirt and placing a medium binder clip on each nipple, just to keep you alert. I thought about making you tie a string between them and add some weight, as well, and turn this into a full blown nipple torment session, but I decided to save that for later, when I have you in a lace bra and body suit. Yes, I have that planned already.
(And, to let you know what will also be happening soon in your office, I will be controlling the cock shaped vibrating dildo that will be in your ass. Yes, I will be the one actually controlling it, even though we are in separate places. You will be tied up and unable to move as this happens, completely helpless to my whims. I’ll also have you on webcam so I can see the reactions on your face, see you squirming on all fours, see you sweating. You must be wondering how this is possible? Well, take a look at HighJoy, and you’ll see what I’m talking about. I already ordered this toy for you, slut, and it will be here soon. Is your ass ready for an entirely new level of violation?)
Today you are staying late in the office. That’s not such a change for you, you’ve been working late every night. Do you remember on Thursday when I was there waiting for you, when we were going to a club? You said you would be finished by 10:30pm, and I was so bored that I took a stroll around the office. No one was there. The offices were all dark, the cubicles were empty. It was so quiet.
Then, I saw someone. I heard a vacuum. That’s how late you were there, my slut, the cleaning crew had already arrived. How pathetic. When I was leaning against a cubicle trying to decide what kind of punishment you would endure, I caught a glimpse of the cleaning woman that does your floor. Have you seen her? She’s quite cute – hard to tell her age, petite, ethnic. Nice perky little breasts. She smiled sweetly at me. I smiled back.
That’s when I got the idea of what you’d have to endure. This is something I’ve toyed with in my mind before, but never had the opportunity.
You see, when I was younger, I used to get extremely turned on watching superheroes on TV trying to get out of very tight bondage in a short period of time. You know, the predictable plot when the hero is bound and helpless while a bomb is ticking. The desperate struggling, the biting at the knots, the beads of sweat. Oooh, that used to really get me wet, long before I even knew why. I was just a teenager then, but I’ve always considered that image to be so erotic.
You, my slut, are going to be that superhero. Or, should I say, super slut. Because you’re going to be bound and helpless and trying to get free, and I will get to watch your struggling via web cam from home, lounging with a glass of wine. I will probably be using my toys, I will be bringing myself close to the edge over and over again as I savor your struggle.
There won’t be any ropes or handcuffs though, my slave. I wanted you tied up in a special way, dressed up just for me. You’re going to be wearing pantyhose, a bra, a cami and pink lipstick. The bra will be stuffed, and the panties will be too tight so your cock will pop out and glisten at the tip.
I plan to bind you with my used pantyhose and stockings, and perhaps add a wet panty gag with some duct tape over your lips. I can already picture how you are going to look in that leather office chair, black stockings around each wrist and each ankle, perhaps your cock and balls tied up with pantyhose under the panties. Maybe I will use pantyhose to hold the panty gag in place, tying the legs of them around your head. The lipstick will be smeared. Oh, what a vision you’ll be.
I’ll add clamps under the bra perhaps, weighted enough so that I know every time you shift they will scream out in pain. This will make your struggle even more desperate, you see, and just make my show more enjoyable.
By now you’re wondering what the race against time will be. Well, my slut, I know what time the maid arrives on your floor. And I know she starts at the office at the end of the hall, and I know how long it takes her to vacuum inside each one. And, I can’t help but wonder – how would she react if she walked into your office and saw you there, squirming like that, in full lingerie? How humiliated would you be? Caught by a sweet pretty lady, seeing the look on her face? Maybe she would laugh, or think you had actually been kidnapped! And I would see your reaction on the cam – see your eyes widen, your cheeks turn so bright red. I’d see the humiliation in your face as your cock continued to throb in the panties.
I certainly hope you are in fine shape for this, my slut. Because there’s no doubt you would have been able to get free from this lingerie bondage a few years ago when you were flexible and quite used to my games. But now, you’ve gotten a bit lazy, you’ve been slightly out of shape. This is going to be even more challenging for you. You know how tight and unforgiving the knots are, you know how a desperate struggle seems to only make matters worse.
With the painful distraction of the ache and throb in your nipples and the fear of being caught, you’ll be looking very delicious for me. Like a terrified, squirming sissy.
You’re probably wondering how long you have. Well, I will arrive to truss you up around 9:30pm, and first give you a good dose of teasing, face sitting, and perhaps give your ass a bit of a workout with my new dildo. I’ll be careful and patient when I bind you, because the process will be such a turn on for me. Wrapping the hose around your wrists, and then your ankles, watching you as you prematurely try to test the bonds, realizing how truly intimidating it is.
I’ll leave so that you have about 25 minutes before the unsuspecting maid makes it to your office. Of course, it may be sooner, if any of the office doors on the way to yours are locked; perhaps I’ll mischievously lock a few on my way out. You’ll hear the vacuum getting closer and closer as you struggle. Meanwhile, my webcam will be capturing this all for me as I am on my way home in the car. I’ll be able to watch the full video when I get home, wondering, myself, if you escaped before you were caught.
Either way, I know I will enjoy the show. You better start stretching, my slut. You aren’t as young as you used to be….
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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