The Room Under the Stairs · Part 2

The Room Under the Stairs · Part 2 (2/2)
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e way I like your skirt, with your feet like that you skirt has slipped up your legs, I can see your panties. I think the officer likes your panties also; he has a big grin on his face.”

My pussy was exploding; I just hoped I didn’t get the car seat wet.

We drove for what seemed like an hour, turning this way and that, stopping and starting. I had no idea where we were and it added to my excitement greatly. The car finally came to a stop and Susan turned the car off and she got out. Her door closed and all I could do was sit there waiting for her. My door opened and my seatbelt was removed. I could sense she was very close to me, suddenly I felt her hands on my breasts, squeezing and rubbing. My pussy exploded with the erotic image in my mind. I could just imagine people standing around looking at me.

Susan pulled my top up exposing my bra and then pulled my bra down exposing my breasts. Her warm lips started to suck on my nipples one at a time. My head was spinning with pleasure and any worries of being watched soon faded in the waves of pleasure Susan was giving me. Suddenly I felt her hand on my pussy rubbing it thru the thin strip of nylon. Her finger pushed slightly into me just parting my lips. I was going out of my mind.

“There, I think you ready for the next step”

I felt her hand on my one ankles opening the cuff. It was only open for a second when she relocked it around my ankle again. She took me by my arm and pulled me from the car, I was in such a state I did not care any more. I have never been so turned on in my life. She led me over uneven ground that was dirt covered. I was scared but extremely excited. I could imagine people pointing and whispering to one another at my humiliation.

“There are steps in front of you dear”

I climbed the steps one at a time. I could feel cooler air and then doors being opened then closed behind me. My heart was beating so fast. Was it her house, a friends place or an old abandoned house?

“Are you ready dear?”

Susan removed the sunglasses, it was my place. A wave of relief and disappointment washed over me. Susan moved behind me and unlocked my hands she them removed the leg cuffs, I suddenly felt like something was missing from me. Susan walked to the kitchen and got a bottle of wine from the counter and two glasses, we returned to the little room and settled in for more examining of the newly found treasures.

We started the second chest of drawers and the collection of toys was just amazing to me, it seemed like a magician’s hat, Sara kept pulling things out like there was no end. We got to the bottom two drawers and Susan stopped and looked at me.

“You said you wanted to know you Aunt Sara’s favorite toys. There in these two drawers and I know they were her favorites.”

She opened the drawer and I leaned forward to see what was hiding in there.

“These were made by a German company (SM-FACTORY) for Sara to her measurements and are rather expensive to purchase. I know these were her pride and joy, we had many hours of fun together with these”

Susan removed a collar from the drawer, it was silver and it looked beautiful in its simplicity. Handing it to me it was kind of heavy and it was very well made. Susan reached into the top drawer and removed a set of keys to open the collar. She held it to my neck and closed it, “CLICK”.

My hand went to my neck feeling the metal; it was snug but not tight. I jumped up and ran to the mirror in the hallway to see what it looked like. I stared at myself in the mirror; it looked and felt beautiful on me. I was pulled back to reality by Susan’s voice calling me to come back.

“There is more dear”

Susan pulled two more items out and asked me to give her my hands. Before I knew it she closed two matching cuffs onto my wrists both with a distinctive “CLICK”.

These matched the collar perfectly and I was thrilled. I started to get up to run to the mirror.

“Wait dear, there’s more”

Going into the drawer she pulled out two more cuffs, these were larger and closed them on my ankles.

“OH MY GOD”

I jumped up and ran to the mirror. I was mesmerized by what I saw. I could not keep my hands off of the collars and cuffs. The fit was perfect; they were snug but not tight. I repeatedly tried to pull the cuffs off my wrists and ankles just to prove to myself I had no control over them and they had the control, or should I say Susan had control of me. Susan walked up behind me and put her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. I felt her body mould to mine and my knees got weak. She leaned in and kissed my neck and a wave of heat ran thru me.

“Do you like them; they were your Aunts favorite. She would wear them all the time around the house. Will you be mine?”

The question took me by surprised at first but soon realized what she was asking. I turned and looked into those eyes and said “I would love to be hers”.

“You will be my submissive, not my slave! You will belong to me after work and on weekend, we will vacation together and travel together. You can always tell me if there is a reason you cannot be with me if I call for you.”

“Yes Mistress”

“There is one more thing I have to show you from the room. If you decide to wear it will show your commitment to me and will seal your acceptance to being my girl”

Her words sent thrills thru me; my knees were weak just listening to her request. Susan held my hand and told me to remove all my clothes.

“This is you first test to see if you obey me, and I do mean everything! Do not move from this spot and keep you eyes closed”

With trembling hands I removed all my clothes and placed them on the steps. I felt very exposed standing in my own house naked. Susan walked into the hallway; I stood there wondering what could top the beautiful jewelry. Susan’s voice called to me and told me to put my hands behind my head and to spread my feet. I was also reminded to keep my eyes closed. I followed her instructions to the letter; a thrill ran thru me not knowing what was to come in just a moment.

I heard Susan walk up to me, she was very close to me.

“I don’t want you to move a muscle or open your eyes, if you do, you’ll be punished. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress”

“I’m going to place something around you waist, it might me a little cold at first but it will warm up”

I felt it wrap around my waist, there was something hanging down accross my ass. The part around my waist became snug. I felt her hand reach between my legs and suddenly I felt something cover my pussy. The object over my pussy cupped me and I could feel my lips being pressed against something.

“Open your eyes dear”

It took me a second to realize what Susan had put on me; it was a shiny metal chastity belt. I was shocked and amazed at the sight before me; I was the captive slave girl with beautiful jewelry locked on me. Susan knelt in front of me, her hands holding the belt closed around me.

“If I close this you will belong to me! Do you want to be mine?”

It only took a second for me to answer her question.

“YES MISTRESS!!!!”

CLICK

A wave of excitement rushed thru me, I almost had an orgasm at the thought of being Susan’s submissive.

Susan slapped my ass to bring me back to reality.

“Stay still and focus your attention to the image in the mirror. You’ll see that your lips push thru the front shield, see.”

She leaned down and ran her tongue along my protruding lips in the shield, a bolt of pleasure jolted thru me. I wanted to cum so bad I could almost cry. My knees were shaking and weak.

“Look in the mirror; you see your lovely pussy?”

She held another piece of metal; it was curved and had holes in it.

“Say goodbye to it, it now belongs to me and so do you!”

Susan inserted the metal into a slot on the front of the front piece and brought it up the front of the shield. I watched as the new piece closed over my lips and disappeared. She held up what looked like a lock of some sort and clicked it onto the front of the metal shield.

“There you go dear, you're mine now! You all locked up safe and sound”. She opened her blouse and pulled out keys on a chain that hung around her neck.

“You may try to remove belt if you wish. I need to get something so do not move from this spot.”

My hands moved to the belt and tugged and pulled on it, it fit me perfectly and I knew down deep it would not come off without the key. Susan returned and as I looked in the mirror she lifted my hand and connected the cuffs on my hands with a short piece of chain and two padlocks. The chain was about six inches in length. I watched and she did the same to my leg cuffs but the chain was a little longer.

“There, you’re all safe and secured, I'll call you tomorrow.”

Susan replaced the keys around her neck and then held up a ring of keys for me to see. She slipped them into her purse and headed for the door. She stopped and came back to me; she put her arm around my waist and pulled me tight against her. Her kiss was soft and warm, her other hand squeezed my breast and raked her thumb over my nipple. I could feel my pussy get wet and my knees became weak.

She turned and walked to the door. She stopped and looked back at me. “Oh, you know where the emergency keys are, don’t you? Maybe it’s in the back yard, someplace, byeeeeee!”

I stood there and just looked at the door as it closed. I was naked, chained and wore a locked chastity belt. I was in shock but also extremely excited. The phone started ringing and I shuffled to get it, it was Susan on a cell phone.

“I love you dear, look at the tree in the back of the yard.”

The phone went dead, I shuffled thru the house and it quickly became clear how helpless I was. I went to the kitchen window and looked out at the old tree at the far end of the yard. I could barley make out a small box lying on the ground. I would have to be a true emergency for me to venture outside to look into the box.

The day went slow and I hoped Susan would call me again. I just wanted to hear her voice. I had my problems during the rest of day but it just enforced the sense of submissiveness in me and I really enjoyed the feeling. As the day drew to a close I realized I could make a dash for the keys in the back yard. As it got darker I watched to see if it was dark enough to make a try for the key.

Finally it was dark enough to try. I edged out onto the back porch and looked and listened for any sign of activity. I knew there should not be anyone around living in the country, but being helplessly bound as I was, I wanted to make sure. My heart was pounding and I was very excited. The thought of being caught outside like I was sent thrills straight to my pussy. I moved to the edge of the back porch and looked around. The short chain on my ankles forced me to take the steps one at a time so I would not fall.

The yard seemed much bigger and sinister than I remember. As I shuffled across the yard I discovered it was still wet and muddy. I had to get to the box and retrieve the keys so I could escape because Susan didn’t say when or if she would return. I could hear the wind blow thru the trees and it added to the sinister feel of the night. The further I got from the house the yard got wetter as I went. By the time I reached the tree I could feel the mud between my toes.

When I reached the tree I stopped and looked around to make sure I was not being observed, not that I could do anything about it. Reaching down I retrieved the small box at the base of the tree. Opening the lid I could not see in, reaching in there was no key. There was a piece of folded paper. Unfolding it I tried to read it with the ambient light, it was imposable. I turned this way and that trying to get the most light, but there was none.

Suddenly the entire back yard lit up, a light fixture on the back of the house came on. It scared me to death and I stumbled on the uneven muddy ground. I landed on my side, in a rather soggy patch of earth. Most of me was now covered in splattered mud and I was not a happy girl. Getting up I hid behind the tree not knowing what had just happened or who turned the light on. I thought Susan had come back. I shuffled to the house as fast as I could.

Taking the steps one at a time I was leaving big muddy footprint as I went. I managed to get the kitchen door open and got in the house. I was making a terrible mess of the floor but at least I could mop the floor. I dared not venture into the dinning room or the carpeting would be ruined. I felt like crying, I sat at the kitchen table trying to keep it together. The phone rang and I wondered who way calling at this hour.

“Hello dear”

“Oh Susan I’m a mess” I told her what happened and started to cry.

“I'll be right over”

I wasn’t sure if I heard her correctly. She’s coming out in the middle of the night to help me.

Some time passed and I just sat there hoping Mistress would come soon.

I heard the door open (I did not realize she had her own key, but it did make sense) and my name being called; she did come to my rescue.

“Oh you poor dear”

Susan went to the sink and started water running. She took a towel and put it in the water. She came to me and knelt in front of me and washed my feet. It felt so nice having her take care of me. When my feet were clean, she cleaned up and put things away. She came to me and grabbed me by the chain between my hands. I was lead upstairs to the bathroom. She turned on the bathtub and the room became nice and warm. Susan removed the cuffs on my hand and ankles then the chastity belt. The tub was steaming and the bathroom was warm. Susan washed every inch of me and then my hair; it reminded me of my mother taking care of me when I was a little girl She dried me with a big fluffy towel and blow dried my hair. I was clean and warm and pink. I felt wonderful.

Susan replaced the cuffs on my hands and ankles with the chains. She put me in bed and connected my collar to the head board of the bed with a chain and padlock. She looked down at me and I felt loved and protected. She turned to leave but stopped. Susan came back and started to remove her clothes. We made love late into the night and I have never been more happy with my life.

Susan gave up her apartment and we now live together happily ever after.

The Room Under the Stairs · Part 2 (2/2)
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