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Chapter 1 – Gina
Bondage was not something in her playbook. Nor was it anything she had every even toyed with. She had never given it a second thought but now, though not under the best of circumstances, she was learning about it firsthand.
Gina Dominelli, a gorgeous green-eyed raven-haired beauty of Italian descent was about to hit the jackpot. Now nearly 32 years old, she realized that all her hard work was about to pay off big time. She worked at her job as tirelessly and aggressively as she did on her own body. Countless hours at the gym had paid off with a magnificent body. Her five foot, five inch frame was complimented by just beyond shoulder length wavy black hair and a 36-23-25 figure. She had what many would call a perfect body with beautifully shaped legs, just the right amount of muscle tone and facial features you would see on a magazine cover. Besides the hypnotic eyes, flawless complexion and perfect lips that begged to be kissed, she also had those oh so sexy arched eyebrows that are so seductive to men.
So now, after four years as an associate realtor in one of Beverly Hills most prestigious real estate firms, she had latched onto a property listing that made her co-workers drool with envy. The Barron Estate, listed for a cool $25 Million in the most exclusive section of Beverly Hills was up for sale and thanks to the fact that the owner was a personal friend of her uncle as well as the obvious fact that the owner was completely taken by her looks, she had been awarded the exclusive listing. If she were to represent the buyer as well as the seller, she stood to earn a commission of $1.5 million.
Selling this property would provide her with instant notoriety and put her on the path to even greater rewards in the months and years to come. She could already taste it as she had been working with a potential buyer name Brad Cotton from New York. Brad had seen the house once already and seemed very interested in putting a deal together to buy the property, relocate from Manhattan and establish his company’s new West Coast headquarters in West L. A. Apparently, he was the CEO of a large East Coast security firm that was looking to expand westward.
She had spent several hours at the property with Brad one day earlier and had taken extra care to make sure he saw every inch of the fabulous home as well as the grounds and guest house. She was certain he was going to at least make an offer. The owners were away in Europe and would not return for a week but they were available by phone or teleconference in the event of an offer.
But tonight, she had plans that she was obliged to honor. Her boyfriend Matt was being honored by his company at a dinner event at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. And though they had not been getting along as of late, she felt obligated to support him on his special night. Gina had been contemplating breaking it off with Matt for some time. He had become much too needy for Gina and she was looking for the right time and place to tell him. Tonight would not be the night. That would be in bad taste given the circumstances.
Now on her way home from the office, she glanced at the clock on her dash and realized that she didn’t have much time to get home, shower, dress and be ready for Matt to pick her up at 6:45. She decided to call Matt and tell him to go ahead to the hotel on his own and she would meet him there by 7:30 or so. He was not happy with the change of plans but reluctantly agreed.
Gina arrived home around 6:30 and promptly removed her work clothes and headed for the shower. Thirty minutes later, she had done her hair, put on her makeup and was ready to get dressed. She had given a lot of thought to what she would wear as she wanted to look “hot” but not trashy, sexy but not slutty. She had the perfect outfit laid out on the bed. She had decided on a leather sleeveless top and short fitted leather skirt. The skirt was not a mini but it was still a good four to five inches above her knees. Both the skirt and top were made of very soft lambskin leather and extremely sexy to the touch as well as the look. She would finish it off with a pair of black patent leather ankle strap Louboutin 5” heels with the red soles.
From her lingerie drawer, she found a lacy black balconet bra, a matching black thong and some sheer black pantyhose. She quickly put on the bra and panties and was in the process of putting on the pantyhose when she accidentally caught her ring on one of the legs, snagging it badly and leaving a somewhat obvious hole right at the knee. She was perturbed by this but realized it was not the end of the world as she went back looking for another pair. But after a few minutes she realized she didn’t have a spare and she was concerned about what to do. It was cold and she didn’t want to go barelegged and now she faced the prospect of heading to the local department store to buy a new pair.
It was then that she remembered a purchase she had made some weeks back that was still in the original box in her closet. It was two pair of vintage black nylon stockings and a black garter belt. She had been feeling frisky when she came upon it during an Internet search and on a whim, she decided to buy them for some future night when she wanted to be particularly sexy.
Racing to the closet, she found the box and removed one pair of the nylons and garter belt from their wrappings. She sat on the bed, lifted her skirt up to her waist and hooked the garter belt around her waist, taking care to place the straps under the thong. She was pleased to find that it sat on her hips perfectly, just as it was pictured on the packaging. She realized she was running late now and hastened her task as she grabbed one of the stockings, rolled it up with her fingers and pulled it up her leg. These were 100% nylon stockings with no stretch so she had to make sure they were smoothed out carefully and without any wrinkles. She attached the garter snaps to the top of the stocking and then repeated the process with the other leg, taking care to smooth out any wrinkles.
They felt incredible on her legs… like warm polished marble and she was delighted by the look and feel of the classic retro look. She wondered to herself why more women didn’t wear them because of the look, feel and sexiness of the fabric.
She hadn’t noticed before but this particular brand had the reinforced heel and toe that would not work well with open toed or sling back shoes but she realized it would not be a problem since her shoes were neither.
Now standing and looking at herself in the mirror, she paused for a moment to admire the sexiness of the darker band at the top of the nylons then pulled her skirt down to cover the stocking tops, hoping that the welt of the nylons as it was called would not show because of the short skirt. She was delighted to see that the skirt did indeed cover the tops though not by a large margin. She thought to herself that she would have to be careful when sitting so as not to put on a show for the stodgy old men at the dinner party. She could only imagine what they would think if they were to get a peek at the stocking tops and God forbid, the garter straps.
Quickly she slipped on the shoes with the sky-high heels, buckled the ankle straps and headed for the door. It was already after 7:00 and she knew she would likely be late. It was at least 30 minutes away in the Friday evening traffic on the West side of LA.
Chapter 2 – The Property
In less than a minute, she was in her car headed for Sunset Blvd. when suddenly, her phone rang. Her first thought was “who the hell could this be”? A glance at the caller ID indicated that the caller was her client Brad.
Gina – “Hi Brad. What can I do for you”?
Brad – “Gina. Sorry to bother you after hours but I just found out I have to be back in New York by tomorrow morning and I am leaving tonight out of LAX about 10:00 PM.”
Gina – “Okay.”
Brad – “Anyway, I’m very close to making a decision on the Barron Estate but I just need to check out a few more things at the property before I leave. I know it’s asking a lot of you but would it be possible to meet me there in about 15-20 minutes? I promise I won’t take more than a half hour of your time.”
Gina – “Sure Brad. I’m only about 10 minutes away now. I’ll meet you there. I’ll make sure the gates are open so you can just drive straight onto the property”.
Brad – “That would be great Gina. Thank you so much. I’ll see you in a few.”
Hanging up, Gina thought to herself that this was not going to make Matt very happy but there was too much at stake to not accommodate Brad’s request. This was too important to her career as well as her pocketbook and she would do whatever was necessary to make this deal a reality.
A few seconds later, she called Matt’s cell to let him know she’d be late but unfortunately, only got his voicemail so she left him a brief message without a lot of details other than her being delayed a little longer.
Making a U-turn at the first opportunity, she headed back towards the Barron Estate. She would have no trouble being there in less than 10 minutes. She figured that worst-case scenario, she could be at the hotel by 8:15 – 8:30.
Catching a red light at Doheny, she leaned back in her seat and wondered what Brad specifically wanted to see. As her mind was working on that thought, she glanced down to her legs now easily seen courtesy of the streetlights streaming in to the car. Her eyes widened as she now discovered that 2-3 inches of the tops of her nylons were clearly visible as her skirt had hiked considerably up her thighs, darn near to the point where the garter clasps attached to the tops of the stockings. She had an “Oh My God” look on her face and felt herself blush at the sight. She hadn’t given it a thought when she left her house because she was in such a rush and it was dark out but now in the light, she was somewhat shocked to see herself showing so much leg and stocking top to whoever might be looking.
The look was incredibly sexy, especially given the sheen of the light reflecting off the sheer stockings but she was more concerned with her modesty and decorum she would need at an elegant place like the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. “No time to worry about this” she thought, “I’ll just have to be careful, spend most of my time standing rather than sitting and make the best of the situation”.
In a few minutes she found herself at the gate of The Barron Estate. Gina was surprised to see that Brad was already there and sitting in his rented Mercedes. She reached into her purse, and activated the remote for the huge pair of gates and drove in, closely followed by Brad.
Parking in front of the main door on the huge circular driveway, Brad exited his vehicle and rushed over to open the door for Gina. Try as she might to exit in ladylike form, Gina couldn’t help but show a generous amount of the tops of her nylons as she swung her legs out of the car. The smile on Brad’s face was a dead giveaway that he hadn’t missed it either but not wanting to embarrass her, he said nothing.
As they headed for the doors, she noticed that Brad was carrying his briefcase, something he had not done prior but she thought nothing of it. “Just part of his management style” she assumed.
Once inside, she headed for the security system panel located in the coat closet nearest the entry. Gina entered the alphanumeric code she had been given and the alarm was disabled.
Gina – “Now what would you like to see Brad?”
Brad – “I’m interested in the study and the smaller office area adjacent to the master bedroom”.
Gina – “Okay, both are on the 2nd floor so let’s just walk up.”
Brad – “Lead the way”.
Brad followed her up the stairs, following two steps behind her as they ascended. He couldn’t help but peek at the nylons that were visible under her skirt from this vantage point. The short leather skirt did little to hide what was underneath and he was able to get a fleeting glimpse of the garter snaps attaching themselves to the rear of her stockings. Gina was somewhat cognizant that he might be getting an eyeful but at this point, she could do nothing about it and just did her best to ignore her embarrassment. Worst-case scenario – it can’t hurt the potential sale for him to want to see more of her so she wouldn’t worry if he were looking.
First stop was the main office that also functioned as the study. It was a large room that was at least 400 square feet. Brad went through what seemed to be a set of inspections of the office equipment, electronics and the like and taking notes on a ruled pad he had removed from his briefcase. He also had used a tape measure and taken some measurements of the room, desk area and closets.
Finishing up, they moved to the master bedroom which had another smaller office area set up in the manner of an anteroom but open to the bedroom portion and containing a large executive desk, leather executive chair and two guest chairs in front of the desk but angled toward each other. In the corner behind the desk was a small bar with several carafes of cognac, brandy, etc.
Brad duplicated his inspection and measurement exercises and after 10 minutes or so, he announced that he was finished with what he needed to find out.
Gina was standing on the other side of the room closer to the bed looking somewhat anxious but doing her best to be professional and not rush Brad into leaving for fear of offending his fastidious nature.
Brad – “Okay Gina, I’m finished with what I need to see and measure. I hope I didn’t inconvenience you too much”.
Gina – “Not at all. I’m happy to accommodate you any way I can”.
Brad – “Is that so? In that case, let’s have a sip of that brandy over there and celebrate the fact that you will be writing an offer for me on this place.”
Gina – “That is awesome Brad. Music to my ears. Do you want to pour?”
Brad – “My pleasure.”
With that, he walked to the bar, retrieved two snifters and poured two fingers of brandy into each of them. Walking back to the guest chairs, he sat in one and gestured for Gina to sit herself in the other.
Of course Gina’s first thought was because she was facing him, whether she should set with her legs together or cross them. Together, he could likely look straight up her skirt but with them crossed, he would be treated to the tops of her stockings and the black garter straps as her skirt hiked up her leg. Either way, she was going to be revealing something so she sat with her legs together but tightly closed.
She was right if course because even as he tried to not be obvious, she could see him take subtle glances in the direction of her legs from time to time as they chatted. But she was now much more relaxed and less concerned about what she may be showing him. A few minutes later, she took it upon herself to rise and pour them each another drink. As she sat back down, she crossed her legs and noticed that even she could see the dark tops of the stockings so she could only imagine what Brad was seeing.
There were flirtations taking place at first but now, they had become something more. They were giving each other “that look” that said “let’s do this”.
Gina was now less than enthused about pleasing Matt and his dinner party and started fantasizing about climbing into the nearby bed with Brad. She was getting close to making a move in that direction but Brad, sensing the way things were going, took it upon himself to make the first move.
Rising from his chair, he approached Gina, bent over and gave her a passionate kiss while simultaneously sticking his hand down her leather top cupping and fondling her breast through the lacy black bra. Gina offered no resistance and Brad then let his hands now caress her legs under the skirt. He was growing hard as he ran his fingers up and down the stockinged legs and toyed with the garter straps.
The breathing was becoming more labored at this point and Brad now raised Gina to her feet while kissing her neck as she tottered on the sky-high heels. Now leading her to the edge of the bed, he unbuttoned the leather top, removed it and tossed it aside and unzipped the tiny leather skirt allowing it to drop and leaving it in heap around her ankles.
Brad bent her backwards so that she was now lying on her back on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge, her feet a few inches from the floor. He stepped back to get a better look at her in what surely was her sexiest and most seductive lingerie. She lay there waiting for him in her black bra, thong, garter belt and stockings and of course the sexy patent leather shoes. Her chest was heaving and Brad was likewise ready for what was inevitably next.
Laying on the bed as she was, she was in perfect position for him to pleasure her orally so without further ado, he fell to his knees, pulled the tiny thong down her legs leaving it dangling around one ankle and proceeded to drive her to orgasm courtesy of his well trained tongue. Gina came not once, but twice in the span of less than five minutes.
Determined to return the favor, it was Gina who now dropped to her knees and showed Brad that she was no amateur in the blowjob department. She was incredible in her technique and Brad came hard and quick in her mouth.
Now after four or five minutes or recovery and laying side by side on the bed, they decided to have sex the conventional way. They kissed and fondled each other, as he let his hands probe every inch of her legs, boobs and butt. He toyed with the idea of removing her remaining underwear but decided that he loved the look she was displaying and thought better of it. He was once again hard in an instant and wasted no time entering her. The feel of her nylon covered legs rubbing up and down on his back and legs was a sensation he hadn’t felt many times but knew it was something he would likely want again. Her large lace covered breasts moving back and forth across his chest was all he could stand and within a few moments, he came inside her with an explosion he had not experienced very often.
Chapter 3 – The Betrayal
Now, they were once again completely spent and laying face up on the bed in recovery mode. They chatted back and forth for a few more minutes before Brad sat up and moved to the end of the bed. He paused for a few seconds to take hold of her sexy little black thong that was still dangling from one of her legs, raised her other foot to thread it through the other opening of the thong and pulled it back up her legs, gently positioning it in it’s proper place. He let his fingers slightly brush over her pussy lips as he got up and felt her wince slightly as he touched her still ultra-sensitive private parts.
Gina remained prone on her back on the bed and was a sight to see in her sensuous black underwear, her chest still heaving and her breasts seemingly attempting to escape from the bra with every breath. Still wearing her garter belt, nylons and those oh so sexy shoes, she was a vision of every possible sexy thing in a woman.
But things were about to change quickly for Gina.
Brad had retrieved his briefcase and was returning with it to the bed. Sitting next to Gina, he opened it with the top partially blocking Gina’s view of what was inside.
Brad – “I’m afraid I have a confession to make”.
Gina – (looking puzzled) “What are you saying?”
Brad – “Well, I’m sorry to say I will not be making an offer on this property”.
Gina – “But why? I don’t understand Brad. What changed your mind?”
Brad – “I didn’t change my mind. I never intended to buy this house or any other for that matter. My apologies for deceiving you Gina but you see, I’m not really Brad Cotton. That’s just the name I’m using from the actual Brad Cotton. In fact, we resemble each other quite a bit but that’s neither here nor there. The fact is I’m a thief! And not just a thief, a rather accomplished one at that and I specialize in high-end jewelry. And the bottom line here is that I came here to L. A. specifically to get my hands on a few pieces of jewelry that are in the safe in Mr. Barron’s study.”
Gina laid there on the bed with her mouth half open in disbelief and her eyes starting to tear up. She was beginning to realize that she had been duped. After a few seconds of total silence, Gina was now attempting to sit up and get away from “Brad” but he was too quick and reaching into his briefcase, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Gina.
Brad – “No no young lady! I’m afraid you’re not going anywhere. I have plans to carry out and I can’t have you interfering with them”. And with that, he once again reached into his briefcase and came up with several coils of white cotton rope
Gina – “What are you going to do with that?
Brad – “I’m going to have to tie you up. I have work to do and I can’t have you running around this place or trying to leave while I’m busy in the other room. I need to tie you up good so I’m not worrying about what you’re doing. But don’t worry, I’m not
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