
As I pulled into the center of town it was hard not to see her displayed for all whom passed by. This stunning beauty bound and left for any strangers view or touch? I recognized her, who wouldn’t, she was the most breathtaking woman in our little village.
Now I obviously have *personal* knowledge of bondage and submissive behavior, but as I got out of my car and slowly approached for a better view, there was not a mark on her skin? Was she being punished?
I could hear a few whispered conversation so I stepped up to a few elderly men who were enjoying the steamy day’s entertainment. “What is going on?” I motioned in her direction as they heckled back and forth.
“She cheated on him?”
“No you old goat she must of stole from him?”
“That sweet thing, no way did she do any of that, I hear she likes to be *seen*”
I looked at the three old men standing there watching and presuming what was going on yet nobody went near her? “Who is HE? and why leave her here? Has he done this before?” since I had never noticed her with a man in town before nor recall a wedding ring.
This time they nod in agreement that this was a first “Her guy friend, filthy rich and..”
“….a bit of an asshole.” they chuckled together again. “Well some think I am a bit of a prick too.” I decided to approach her. I moved slowly as her eyes were closed. I doubt she was resting, maybe just not wanting to see who would forever know her in this way.
“Who leaves such an angel tied off to a post like cattle? What did you do to deserve this humiliating punishment?” I wondered if she would even respond but in the middle of my thoughts her eyes fluttered open yet looked to the ground, her soft voice whispered.
“I deserve this, my punishment from my Sir, for impure thoughts I must now be those same thoughts for others.” I nod as she confessed. “We all have impure thoughts, did you act on them?” Color filled her cheeks as she found her lip clenched in her teeth.
“Yes sir, I touched myself several times to them?” I smiled at her blush and surprising openness in conversation with a stranger. “Well we all touch, but I presume your Sir did not permit it.” But her eyes held mine and her breathing was beginning to quicken.
“He did permit me to touch Sir yet my thoughts were to be of him and they were of another.” I took a long look over each curve of her body. What man could of caught her eye in such a way. “We all notice beauty, we all crave and hunger for the forbidden. So this man who caught your eye must of been worth this punishment, you must of known you would have to deal with consequences?”
Her eyes lowered again “Yes Sir you were.” For a moment it did not register until the next lift of her eyes, a simple glance for most but I could see the heat in her gaze. “You took this punishment for thoughts of me.” A smirk as I stepped close enough for her to smell my cologne.
My breath caressing her face as I let me next comment whisper. “Tell me one more thing, when you touched, who’s fingers did you feel?” I could see the little hairs standing up on her skin in that moment. A quiet “yours sir….” trickled from her lips. I could see the turmoil yet feel the wanting from her.
I moved the hair off her cheek and pressed my lips to her ear. “Well then I want you to know that from the moment I noticed you I have let you be the motivation for my own pleasures, When I take my heavy cock in my hand I milk my passions, I have been thinking of what I am going to do to you some day.” She moaned lightly as her legs pressed together but it did not hid her sweet scent of sex that now dampened her panties.
“You are a good girl for taking your punishments but the moment I touched you in your mind you became mine. Do you understand?” She nodded, she loved her Sir but she knew it was true.
Her hand opened and inside it was the key to the shackles. I raised my brow “why would you hold the key yet stay in this discomfort?” She smiled “Because when I described my forbidden thoughts to him he said, if the man of my digressions came to me in my weakest moment, then it was my only true way of freedom.”
I took the key from her little palm “And do you wish for me to be your release or to return to what you know?” I knew the answer from the body language but we both needed her to say it, to commit to it. “I give myself only to you if you would claim me Sir?” I caressed her cheek then reach up and unclasp the brackets letting her arms fall to rest. So willing to take a chance knowing me only through a few glances. That had stirred her mind and body so deeply. I helped her down as she clung to me. “You’re safe now.”











