May 23, 2013: Kims Garage

After I talked to Jody Thursday morning, and confirming with Molly, I left to meet Kim in the area she was working about an hour south. However, she called with a change of plans and we’d meet at her house. I arrived around 11:00.  
 

After hugs and kisses, she apologized about changing plans but there was an unexpected situation with one of her clients. She needed to make several business calls. I dashed out to a nearby deli and got us some take out for lunch. When I got back, she was much calmer and we enjoyed lunch and some wine.

 

In our conversation, she remembered an instance a couple of years ago, in May of 2011, when I was at her house, she had to tie me in the garage while she conducted some business in her home. She asked if I remembered; I did. She thought that would be interesting, to leave me tied in her garage while she took care of her business. She said today is kind of like that and winked at me with this devilish expression. I felt this urge to let her do what she wanted. By the time she asked me if I was up for this, I was oozing and didn’t care what she did.

 

First, she told me to move my car out of her driveway and park on the side street. I diligently did what she wanted though I questioned it.

 

When I came back inside, she told me to undress and get completely naked. I stripped in front of her. She sent me to her bedroom to get her bag. As I did, thoughts flashed through my brain that she has a way of creating these little moments where I contribute to my own dilemma, getting the things my mistress wants to provide the intensity and torment. She took ropes out of the bag and tied me … wrists, elbows, arms behind my back, upper body and tits. She bent me over the back of a chair until my head was inches above the seat cushion. She put on her strappy and let me suck the tip then started fucking my mouth until I gagged.  I watched her move behind me, felt her tease my cunt then slide her girl cock in. It took forever for me to respond but I felt tingling in my toes that started up my legs and I said that I would explode.  She stopped and withdrew. I couldn’t get it off. My orgasm was poised in midair. I begged.  

 

She paused until I calmed down and reiterated that she controls my cumms and that fucking me is for her pleasure, not mine. Desperate for a cumm doesn’t begin to describe my state of mind, but I gave her a “yes Ma'am.” When I was rational again, she poked my asshole then lubed it and slowly pushed her cock into my hole. She let me settle against the cock then fucked my ass and spanked my butt as she built me up again. When my breathing intensified, she withdrew. I cried out for her cock again but instead, she popped her butt plug up my ass. I was literally in tears.

 

There was no doubt she was completely controlling me. In the past, she’d usually acquiesce to my needs but not this time. At that point, she led me through the kitchen and to her garage.

 

Her garage is a single car, has a passageway with a door to the back yard, a separate storage room in the back right corner that is maybe 6 x 10. She took me into the storage room, full of typical garage and yard stuff, and had me sit on the floor between some yard tools and boxes labeled “Xmas deco”. She had me cross my ankles and tied my ankles tightly then took another rope and ran it from my ankles to under my arm pits toed behind my back to the elbow rope then across my shoulders and back to my ankles, I was bent forward like a ball.

 

She hurled a few choice words at me, turned off the light and shut the door. That left me in near darkness sitting on the plug. For some time, I sat with my agony building by the minute.  No air circulated in the room and the temperature was mid 80s that day. Perspiration formed until my body was slick and sweat dripped off me. The plug in my ass was irritating but since I couldn’t see what I’d fall into if I rolled on to one side or the other, I chose to endure the plug. I was still desperate for a cumm, which was impossible. That was maddening.

 

Sometime later, she opened the door, and said she had to go check on her crews and would be back. Her girls would be home from school soon and I could decide how quiet I wanted to be. I went fucking nuts!! She called me her little garage whore then shut the door. I heard her car back out of the garage, the garage door shut and then silence.

 

I didn’t know what to do; Kim has never treated me like this. She usually beats me and fucks me like there’s no tomorrow.

 

I waited, sweated, ached and waited some more. I also wondered what happened to my clothes that I left in the kitchen.

 

I heard faint voices and tried to pinpoint where they were. I concluded they were from her girls inside the house. I assumed it was close to 3:30 and they were home from school. By this time, I was drenched in sweat, had pissed on the floor and needed relief. I’d been wiggling around a lot but I froze to catch any sound they made. One of them, or perhaps both, came out into the garage. Kim has a second refrigerator in a corner of the garage, across from the door to the storage room where I was.  Whoever came out asked the other one if she wanted an ice cream sandwich or a nutty-butty.  If she’d turned around and opened the door to the storage room, she’d have seen me in all my slutty glory.

 

They went back inside the house. I lost track of time and waited uneventfully until I heard the garage door open and Kim’s van pull in. As she walked by the door, she asked if I was okay and she’d see me in a little bit. I said yes ma'am. In a few minutes, she came out and opened the door. She saw the piss puddle and said that earned me a spanking. I nodded. Then she untied my ankles and the rope from my ankles around my back. I sat up straight and stretched a little. I was drenched in sweat but she ignored it. She pulled me to my feet, took off her belt and beat my tits and nipples until they were red.  Tears flowed down my face. She palmed my cunt and rolled my clit between her thumb and fingers until I was almost there, then stopped.

 

She asked if I wanted to meet her girls. I was so shocked I couldn’t answer. She led me out of the storage room and into the house. I was frantic. She paraded me through the house and every step I took made me think the next one would put me face to face with her girls.

 

She led me into the girl’s bedroom. No one was there.

 

She told me she’d sent the girls out to get something but they might return any minute. She beat my ass again with her belt again for pissing on her storage room floor then pushed me against the girl’s desk and told me to spread my legs. I sat on the edge of the desk and did so. she smacked my cunt then started frigging me.

 

I moved my hips back and forth in this whorish dance to absorb her fingers, trying to get off and straining against the mass of ropes still tied around my arms and upper body. My cunt was like a little machine humping back and forth. Yet part of my brain listened for any sound of her girls returning and avoiding the inevitable humiliation.

 

There was no doubt she knew exactly what she was doing. She told me her girls were 18 and 16 now and I could draw my own conclusions what might happen. Her whole focus was on my cunt and her girls. It was like a wickedly evil pendulum swinging back and forth in my mind. My cunt overruled my brain and I moaned out an electric orgasm and squirted, of all times! Gawd! Kim spanked my cunt and I cried out of sheer emotion.

 

I stood there shaking and recovering. Kim bad mouthed me then held me for a moment and began untying me then removed the plug. I told her I loved her.

 

She sent me to the linen closet for a towel to wipe up my residue. The room smelled like sex. She gave me some cleaning rags and sent me to the storage room to mop the floor and get the piss odor out. I worked furiously because I could envision the girls coming home any minute.

 

I rejoined her in the girl’s room. My clothes were on one of their beds. She handed me my rose-colored thong but told me to drape it across the back of their desk chair and leave it. She handed me a pair of dirty panties that belonged to her oldest daughter. I put them on.

 

I didn’t question what she was doing. She also denied me my bra and had me toss that on the floor. I will say this, the girl’s room is not exactly neat; it’s definitely clean but untidy and clothes lying around. My bra and panties won’t be obvious at first but, in time, I could see one of them wondering whose they are.

 

I finished dressing, kissed Kim, thanked her profusely and turned to go. She reminded me I had a birthday coming up in a couple of weeks and said I knew what she liked to do to me on my birthday. She expected me to be here, on the day, not a day earlier or later. I agreed. She smirked that she loved birthdays and birthday surprises. I opened my mouth to say something but she put her finger over my lips and told me to get my ass out of here and she’d see me on the 6^th.

 

Your guess is as good as mine.