afternoon, announcing that they were abducting her for the weekend. Katy had laughed and gotten into the SUV, reminding them that she had no clothes and not a thing to wear in the cool, autumn weather in the mountains, but actually happy to get out of the city with this neat, attractive couple. After the first hour of driving, Ellen switched seats with Katy and she got into the passenger seat while Frank drove. Sitting on the dash board, where Ellen had left them, were a pair of chromed police handcuffs.
“Hey,” said Katy, picking up the cuffs and admiring them. “Where did you get these? They look very high end, Smith and Wesson, Professional grade.”
“Boy,” said Frank, laughing with Ellen. “You sure know your bondage gear. They are top of the line. Care to try them on?”
“Bondage gear?” asked Katy, turning to Ellen and then looking at Frank. “You guys into the scene?”
“Ah, yes, sort of,” responded Frank, concentrating on looking ahead and not at the cute blond with the flip hair and green eyes.
“Oh, my gosh,” said Katy slowly.
“That bother you?” Ellen asked.
“Bother me? Hell no. I had heard some stuff while in your offices, but just assumed it was the usual water cooler trash about the boss and really didn’t give it a second thought…until now. I just don’t know anyone else in the scene and I haven’t been in the city long enough to explore. I’m pretty careful, but do my own thing and have a pretty good collection of gear.”
“Really!” said F&E together, happily.
“Well, you found two of us now, Honey,” Ellen said. “We are definitely into it, but very private as well. Too many nutcases wandering around, wanting to tie you up and then not knowing what to do as a follow up.”
“Right,” said Katy. “So are your guys abducting me and should I draw up my will?” She laughed, looking at each of her hosts. “Can I try these on? You do have the keys, right?”
“Sure,” said Frank, digging into the unused ash tray and pulling out a pair of standard handcuff keys. “And there’s another with a long stem on my belt and Ellen has one too, so we won’t keep you in them….at least not for long,” he said, smiling at the blond.
“Wow,” spouted Katy, slipping off her jacket and handling the new cuffs like they were an expensive piece of Harry Winston jewelry that someone had just given her. She was wearing a chamois leather vest that fit snuggly around her waist and breasts. Under that, she had on what appeared to be a Lycra body stocking. Her expensive, fitted blue jeans were tucked into knee high dark brown leather boots with a flat heel. “Front or back?” she happily queried, looking back at Ellen for approval.
“Front,” said Ellen.
“Back,” said Frank. They all laughed and Katy put one cuff on her left wrist, picked the keys out of the ashtray and used one end of the key to set the ratchet lock on the cuff, then put both hands behind the seat and closed the second cuff around her right wrist. Because of the thickness of the seat back, she had to press her back into the seat and then put her arms fully around the seat so that her elbows were far enough back to allow her to bring her hands together behind the seat.
“Oops,” she said. “I really didn’t want it that tight. The keys are in my hand Ellen, would you loosen the right one up a tad?”
“Sure enough,” said Ellen, taking the keys and unlocking the cuff, letting the ratchet slide a bit, then testing its tightness. “How’s that? Ok?”
“Oh yes,” said Katy brightly, blushing prettily. Her eyes, Ellen noticed, were literally sparkling, as if she had suddenly been given a valuable and much desired gift. “I just love it and this is better than doing it by myself. Please set the lock, okay?”
Ellen used the keys to set the lock on the right cuff and then reached forward, putting the keys back into the ashtray. “Happy, Katy?” Ellen asked, sitting back in her seat and
“Hey,” said Katy, picking up the cuffs and admiring them. “Where did you get these? They look very high end, Smith and Wesson, Professional grade.”
“Boy,” said Frank, laughing with Ellen. “You sure know your bondage gear. They are top of the line. Care to try them on?”
“Bondage gear?” asked Katy, turning to Ellen and then looking at Frank. “You guys into the scene?”
“Ah, yes, sort of,” responded Frank, concentrating on looking ahead and not at the cute blond with the flip hair and green eyes.
“Oh, my gosh,” said Katy slowly.
“That bother you?” Ellen asked.
“Bother me? Hell no. I had heard some stuff while in your offices, but just assumed it was the usual water cooler trash about the boss and really didn’t give it a second thought…until now. I just don’t know anyone else in the scene and I haven’t been in the city long enough to explore. I’m pretty careful, but do my own thing and have a pretty good collection of gear.”
“Really!” said F&E together, happily.
“Well, you found two of us now, Honey,” Ellen said. “We are definitely into it, but very private as well. Too many nutcases wandering around, wanting to tie you up and then not knowing what to do as a follow up.”
“Right,” said Katy. “So are your guys abducting me and should I draw up my will?” She laughed, looking at each of her hosts. “Can I try these on? You do have the keys, right?”
“Sure,” said Frank, digging into the unused ash tray and pulling out a pair of standard handcuff keys. “And there’s another with a long stem on my belt and Ellen has one too, so we won’t keep you in them….at least not for long,” he said, smiling at the blond.
“Wow,” spouted Katy, slipping off her jacket and handling the new cuffs like they were an expensive piece of Harry Winston jewelry that someone had just given her. She was wearing a chamois leather vest that fit snuggly around her waist and breasts. Under that, she had on what appeared to be a Lycra body stocking. Her expensive, fitted blue jeans were tucked into knee high dark brown leather boots with a flat heel. “Front or back?” she happily queried, looking back at Ellen for approval.
“Front,” said Ellen.
“Back,” said Frank. They all laughed and Katy put one cuff on her left wrist, picked the keys out of the ashtray and used one end of the key to set the ratchet lock on the cuff, then put both hands behind the seat and closed the second cuff around her right wrist. Because of the thickness of the seat back, she had to press her back into the seat and then put her arms fully around the seat so that her elbows were far enough back to allow her to bring her hands together behind the seat.
“Oops,” she said. “I really didn’t want it that tight. The keys are in my hand Ellen, would you loosen the right one up a tad?”
“Sure enough,” said Ellen, taking the keys and unlocking the cuff, letting the ratchet slide a bit, then testing its tightness. “How’s that? Ok?”
“Oh yes,” said Katy brightly, blushing prettily. Her eyes, Ellen noticed, were literally sparkling, as if she had suddenly been given a valuable and much desired gift. “I just love it and this is better than doing it by myself. Please set the lock, okay?”
Ellen used the keys to set the lock on the right cuff and then reached forward, putting the keys back into the ashtray. “Happy, Katy?” Ellen asked, sitting back in her seat and
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