GAMBLING: 1. To play games of chance for money, etc. 2. To take a risk for some advantage 3. An undertaking involving risk.

Faye glanced into the mirror as she closed the last eye hook on her bright red silk and satin corset. Nimbly, she reached behind her back and drew the bottom corset laces tight, thinning her 26-inch waist to a svelte 24. Then, with a bit of additional effort, she pulled the top laces, drawing the eyelets nearly together. The underwire cup supports shaped her 40-inch triple D bosom into 2 massive mounds of flesh.

The brush flowed through her long, luxurious, light brown hair. The curls floating softly in the air to gently fall and frame her 39 year old face and hazel eyes.

She checked her make-up. She did not use much, just, a dab of blush and powder to cover a few of the left over freckles of her teens, and, a soft colored lipstick. She did not like the bright colors some of the other ladies in her support group used.

She twisted, admiring her reflection. Even without the corset reshaping her 40-26-38 inch figure, she knew she turned heads, but, with it.

“VA, VA, VA, VOOOOOOMMMM!” She laughed.

She buttoned the red silk blouse. Then, pulled the knee-length black leather skirt over her shapely legs. She carefully tucked the blouse into the skirt, fastening the hook and eye closure, then, smoothed the soft supple kidskin leather over her hips and round firm ass. After, zipping it closed she buckled the 4-inch wide black matching belt around her corseted waist.

She pulled on the black kidskin thigh boots, zipping the side zippers. They shaped her muscular legs and the 5-inch heels added to her 5-foot 6-inches.

“Gloria, I hope you know what you were thinking, after all you picked this outfit for me to wear to the casino. “ She whispered aloud.

Gloria was her closest friend in the AFTER DIVORCE SUPPORT GROUP they belonged to. She and 12 other members had planned a 4 day ‘GAMBLING TRIP’ to Tunica, Mississippi. And, Gloria insisted Faye come along.

Unfortunately, it was at the same time Faye had planned her get away trip. She was going to drive cross country to see the sights, visit relatives, and start a new life.

She had not been allowed to travel much or visit them in her 20 year marriage. He never wanted to visit any of her relatives. Actually, he never wanted to go anywhere, except, fishing or hunting with his friends. Of course, he went with them to Tunica a couple of times, leaving her at home, alone, to work and pay for his trip.

That is, until, he won that lottery money.

And, then, he was gone all the time, mostly to Tunica. He had met a pretty thing who was much younger than her and according to him made him forget he was getting old.

That was why he had wanted the divorce.

She studied herself in the mirror again.

“I may not look 20 any more,” she smiled. “But, damn girl, you don’t look over the hill, either. Gloria was right about that.”

When she married him, she gave up college and her dreams. They moved to his hometown and lived there ever since. It was a bit larger and had access to more diverse businesses than Milton, Florida, where she was born and raised, but, it was his hometown, not hers. She was never really comfortable here.

Yet, she stayed and made a home for them.

They went through the early years of learning each other. She worked though his revelation of a kinkier nature. He liked to fuck her while she was tied and gagged.

Which, actually birthed her own kinkier side.

It started with the enormous enjoyment she received in having sex. But, as time passed it grew into her continual need to feel the pleasure of being securely tied and gagged. Even now, she feels the need to be securely bound.

She could not count the number of times she ended up spreadeagled on the bed. Her arms and legs held tightly to the bed posts with rope, open to his every whim. One, two, or even sometimes three of her scarves, cleaved between her lips and teeth, or wrapped tightly over her lower face. And, there were the times, to her increasing delight, he did both and added a fourth scarf as a blindfold.

Other times, he would tie her arms behind her at the wrists and elbows. Most of the time he using extra long rope so the excess could be used as a crotch rope.

Then, there were the times he would tie them in a reverse prayer looping the extra wrist rope over her shoulders and around her upper chest over her breasts. After several years and hundreds of ties, she eventually trained her elbows to touch and remain together for long periods of time.

His touch changed, from one of love and caring, to unfeeling almost resentful gropes after he bound her. And, her emotional response changed too, from the enjoyment of his hands and lips engulfing her body to only the caress of the bonds holding her. She couldn’t count the number of nights she would do everything she could to get him to climax quickly so he’d roll over and fall asleep, leaving her bound and gagged for the rest of the night.

She loves waking up in the morning bound.

Then, 6 months ago she found the blue note on the refrigerator telling her it was over and that the papers were at the lawyer’s office.

He added, if she signed them without a fight he would split what was left of the winnings, evenly with her. And, she could keep the farmhouse, livestock, and land.

“He must have felt very guilty to let her have the family farm,“ she told Gloria, after the divorce was settled. “Or worried he’d lose all $3 million instead of just half.“

She sold the livestock to help her pay off the mortgage and all their other debts and was still able to put nearly a million dollars safely away in the bank.

“The farm and money weren’t his only loss!” She giggled, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

It had been over a year, prior to the divorce, that, he last touched her intimately, or for that matter, even tied and left her. So, she adapted. And, now being alone, she had become skillful at taking care of her sexual urges herself, as well as becoming fairly adept at self bondage.

She tried to date and hated that she had to be somewhat suspicious of most of the men in their town who asked her out. Mostly, it was the money, because word of his lottery win and their divorce settlement had become common knowledge, thanks to his young floozy telling anyone who would listen about it. But, also, the bitch had spread a lie that she was a horny divorcee who would go to bed with anyone, anytime, anywhere, for anything.

True, she was a horny divorcee. But, she had never went to bed with anyone other than him, at anytime before, during, or after their marriage.

The other was deeper and could be traced back to her adolescence.

She cannot help how she feels. It began when she started to develop. She was the first of all her friends and never seemed to stop until she was enormous. It made her very self conscious and shy. Even now she detests when people stare at her chest.

So, if a man could get their eyes above her chest and keep them there, she considered him. It did not happen often. And, of the times it did, none had worked out to where she felt any desire to sleep with them, no matter how horny she was.

She confided to Gloria, that there were a few members of the group, including her, that she was having some erotic lesbian dreams about. To which, Gloria blushed, but, admitted she and a few other members had discussed similar urges and decided while on this trip they were going to leave all of their inhibitions behind.

That statement kept popping into Faye’s mind last night.

As a result she did not stop her shaving and waxing with just her legs. It seemed to please him when she was clean shaven, so she gambled it may please Gloria and the other ladies as well.

As she finished loading her suitcases into her new SUV, the red satin thong sensually tickled her baby smooth skin and vaginal lips, which, added to her sexual frustrations.

Not wanting to cause a wreck or get a ticket on the 4 hour drive to Tunica, she reluctantly put the mini vibrator into her purse, instead of where she had originally thought to place it.

She slipped on the skirt’s matching jacket and her driving gloves. Then, tied her favorite 3-foot square black silk scarf over head to prevent the gusting March winds of north Alabama from destroying her hairdo, and backed her SUV out of the garage.

The drive seemed to drag. She was ill with herself for not going with the others on the bus. But, they left yesterday morning and she had 2 days worth of things to get done before she left for such a long period of time.

Faye told Gloria, that if everything worked out she would meet them there and start her trip from Tunica.

Thinking it would take longer to get everything done, she told Gloria not to expect her until after midnight.

“Don’t worry,“ Gloria replied. “They were given tickets to a play at the ORPHEUM THEATER in Memphis and would not get back before 10 PM.”

Everything fell smoothly into place and she left much earlier than planned. However, when Faye tried to call to let Gloria know she was on her way and hoped to get there in time to go with them to the play, she realized she had never turned her phone on. And, there was a message from Gloria.

“Hun, thought I’d let you know we’re leaving early, we got a deal to tour Beale Street and Graceland, before the play. See ya after, kissy, kissy….”

In frustration, Faye tossed the phone into the seat and watched it bounce onto the floorboard.

She knew she now had time to spare so she stopped on the way at a bite of breakfast.

As she neared Tunica, her anticipation grew. She had never been gambling before and the intrigue of that added to the possible nighttime liaisons brought a rise in her excitement.

It was just after noon when an excited Faye Fields walked into THE BEAUMONT HOTEL AND CASINO.

It was huge, bright, and loud. Dazzling lights, buzzes, whistles, and the sound of massive amounts of people overwhelmed her senses. She had never been in a place quite like this. She wandered about for 30 minutes in awe, watching everything, trying to take it all in.

She notice a majority of the men, as well as plenty of women, staring or at least sneaking a peek at her as she walked by. But, no one spoke to her. She wondered why that was, until she heard a sexy heavy German accented male voice behind her.

“You looking for anyone in particular or just can‘t decide which game to play?”

She turned.

“Or, are you just gloating at being the sexiest woman in here?”

She looked up to see the bluest eyes she had ever seen a man have. His blond hair was immaculate and his chiseled features reminded her of the East German Olympic swimmers she had drooled over while watching them on television.

She felt her knees weaken, but, got irked when his eyes could not resist the urge to ogle her chest repeatedly.

“I’m just waiting for friends,” Faye responded after clearing her throat and gaining control of her anger and disappointment. “This is my first time here and I’m not used to it, yet.”

“Well then, you need an experienced guide to show you the ropes and where the best places are to win.” He grinned, charm oozing from every pore. “I’d be glad to offer my assistance for the price of the honor of you allowing me to take you to dinner this evening.”

“That’s a marvelous offer and I’m extremely flattered, but, I have to meet my friends.” She graciously reclined, wishing he had kept his gaze above her neck. “I’m afraid they’re planning on keeping me tied up all weekend doing things.”

“Ah, well, then, it was my pleasure, perhaps another time, fraulein.” He bowed, then, offered his hand. “Oh forgive my manners, my name is Hans Riechmann. If you change your mind or get free from your friends, I am at your service. It was a pleasure to meet a woman as beautiful as yourself.”

Faye reached to accept his handshake, when, from behind her all hell broke loose.

“HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT….” A man screamed, as he jumped around whooping and hollering above the noise of the slot machine.

He had hit a super jackpot, and before Faye could grasp Hans’ hand a crowd flowed from nowhere and spirited her away toward the ruckus. They were all yelling and slapping the man on his back.

Three members of the casino security came running over to check on the fracas and offered to escort the man.

Faye looked around, but, Hans had disappeared.

Feeling a bit disappointed and self conscious, Faye slipped between 2 rows of slot machines. They were unoccupied except for an older looking grey haired man playing the next to last machine on the row to her left. She chose a machine on the right and tried to play it, but, was confused as to what to do.

Seeing as Gloria and the others would not get back until much later and she had turned down her only offer for company, Faye decided she had better learn what to do or it was going to be a long boring wait.

Getting flustered, she decided to watch what the older man did to see if she could figure it out. So she slipped behind him and watched quietly.

When she thought he had finished playing, she took a gamble and lightly tapped him on his shoulder to get his attention.

“I don’t want to bother you, but, may I please ask you a foolish question?” She asked slightly above a whisper.

“I don’t mind,” he said, turning toward her and smiling politely.

“Could you tell me how to do this,“ she pleaded.

He looked in his early sixties or maybe late fifties and his eyes were a soft blue, but, twinkled as he attempted to explain to her what to do. And, Faye did not fail to notice them, behind his glasses.

“’The best way to learn is to do’, that’s what my daddy always said, and young lady, you need to do.“ He smiled, realizing she was not grasping his teachings. “This machine isn’t going to pay off, so you pick one and I’ll walk you through it.”

His smile and deep soft southern drawl put her nervousness to rest and she couldn’t stop staring into his baby blues.

“Are you from around here?” She heard herself ask him, realizing she was staring again into his eyes. “It’s… just.. Your accent… is a true southern one….Are you from here?”

“No, no, I’m not from here,” he laughed. “But, I was born and raised in Milton, Florida, until I went to college”

“You’re kidding!” Faye gasp, excitedly. “So am I. I lived on Hightower Street.”

“Canal Street, here…” He grinned. “Howdy neighbor…You know there was this big ole white house on Hightower, about 3 houses down from the corner… They converted the porch and front room into a soda shop during the warm months.. Used to get some of the best home made ice cream from there on my way home.. A cone cost a nickel, but, the nice man that owned the place would let me have one for free if I swept his floor…. Of course that was about 50 years ago. I doubt you’d know about that place as young as you are…”

“I surely do!” Faye grinned. “That was my granddaddy’s home and my momma and daddy lived there until they passed away…. And, I hate to say it, but, I’m not that young.”

“Now, I’ve no choice but to help you win…And, nonsense, you look like you’re about, maybe, 25.” He grinned. “By the way, I‘m Benjamin Johnson…”

“Faye Thurmond…uh… I mean, Theresa Faye Thurmond Fields.” Faye stammered, a grin forming from ear to ear. “Thurmond was my maiden name. And, my friends call me Faye.”

“I’m, Benjamin to my friends, Faye. So, Edwin Thurmond was your Granddaddy.” He smiled holding out his hand. “Greatly pleased to meet you.”

Faye nodded and took his hand. He had a soft and gentle touch, but, a strong firm grip.

It may have been due to her the long lack of time without the touch of a male hand or her recent near brush with a German god, but, Faye held his hand longer than she thought.

“Do you have a rewards card?” He asked her, easing his grip and pulling his hand from hers.

“What’s that?” Faye replied, her cheeks softly blushing.

“That’s how they track how much you gamble and use it to build points toward freebees,” He grinned. “We’ll use mine this time, then, see about getting you one of your own.”

Faye felt herself giggle under her breath. He had not looked at her chest once, which surprised her.

He handed her his card and a twenty dollar bill, then, helped her take the stool in front of the machine she chose. She noticed he carefully placed his left arm on the back of the stool, never letting it touch her, not even brushing against her jacket. She also noticed, he kept his eyes either on the machine or gazing into hers.

She had only hit the spin button twice, when, bells and whistles and lights exploded from the machine. ‘DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING, DING’

It continued for several minutes.

“WHAT’D I DO!” Faye screamed. “WHAT HAPPENED!”

“YOU WON,GIRL!” Benjamin laughed, watching Faye jump in a panic.

“I WON?” She gasp, her eyes wide and disbelieving. “I WON. I WON. I WON….”

Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him exuberantly. His face turned red under his neatly trimmed grey beard and he gently eased her arms from around his neck.

“You just won $412.00,” he said, gently forcing her arms to her sides. “I’d cash out, if I were you.”

“It was your money… So, whatever you want, I’ll do….” She gushed, looking up into his slightly embarrassed face.

Faye’s face blushed bright scarlet, realizing she was a breath away from planting a kiss on him that may have given him a heart attack.

She was upset the coins didn’t drop out of the machine, but, calmed after he showed her the ticket receipt and explained how to cash it in.

“Let’s get your rewards card and cash this in,” he smiled, reaching for his cane that was leaning against the slot machine.

He offered her his arm, which, she gladly accepted. And, they made their way across the casino.

For the next 3 hours they chatted away, like old friends, playing different slot machines, winning on some and losing on others. He asked Faye about herself, her likes and dislikes, if she was married, and she freely answered everything and explained about her divorce situation. She asked about him, also. And, she was grateful that he attempted to teach her about roulette and craps.

Eventually, she asked him about his limp.

He hesitated, but, recanted upon her insistence.

He began by telling her about studying mechanical and chemical engineering and taking jobs at several different companies.

But, he had always been fascinated by magic and had dreamed of becoming a magician and escape artist.

He used his knowledge and experience to create his own equipment for many illusions and escapes.

After a training for some time, he spent his days off performing at local small theaters and vacations opening for musical acts at some of the lesser know venues in Las Vegas.

During one performance in Vegas, he hired a beautiful show girl to act as his assistant. She did such a wonderful job, he used her every chance he could.

Eventually, they married and he retired from 3M and they traveled around performing.

They were doing a complicated mid-air trick, where, he locked his wife in a trunk, shackled hand and foot as well as wearing a full leather hood.

He stood on a platform 10 feet away. Both were covered by a curtain of silk and lifted 8 feet above the stage. The audience would count to 10 and the curtain would drop. Standing on the platform would be his wife. After being lowered, the trunk would be opened and he would be in there shackled and hooded.

They used the specially built shackles and trunk he built so she could easily slip out and could he could slip in. They would swap after the curtain was lowered by crossing over the open space on 2 hidden cables connected to the supports that held the curtain and lifted the platform and trunk.

Twenty years ago during one performance the man controlling the lift had an epileptic seizure and released the support that held it all in the air.

It crashed to the stage, severely breaking his leg and killing his wife.

Faye saw the sadness in his eyes, and, suggested they step outside for a breath of air, because she needed to call Gloria.

She had told him earlier about having to meet with them about which room she would be in and how she needed to call Gloria to let her know she was there. And, she would look for them around 10 PM in the hotel lobby.

“This wind can really mess a hairdo,“ Faye said, tying the scarf over her head, before putting her gloves back on.

“And, getting colder, too.” Benjamin added, looking over her shoulder and continuing as if distracted. “Lovely scarf… As a magician, I used them often in my act so I have an appreciation for quality scarves.”

“On no, I left my phone in my car.” Faye moaned, after searching through her purse. “I’ll go get it and be right back and then, how about a bite to eat, my treat. I insist.”

“NO YOU DON’T!” Benjamin said, grabbing her arm as she started for the parking lot. “I didn’t want to worry you. Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but, those 2 men over there who seemed to be carelessly wondering about, have been following us. You may not realize it, but, it’s more of a gamble for a pretty woman like you to venture alone into a parking lot, than, any of those games in there. I’ll walk you!”

Faye glanced over at the 2 men. They were older, possibly Benjamin’s age or a bit older. And, thinking about it, she did seem to recall seeing them at several of the same crap and roulette tables. As well as, them walking through the row of slot machines they were playing a few times.

“My defender and knight in shining armor,” Faye smiled, batting her eyelids. “If you insist on protecting lil’ ole me, I’ll just have to put my precious body in your very capable hands.”

Putting her arm in his, they headed toward her SUV, continuing their chat.

“Damn,” Faye said, getting her cell phone from the floor of her car. “I left the thing on and the battery is dead…. No!…. I used the truck to run my errands, yesterday cause I had the car readied for the trip and I left the charger in the truck. DAMMIT!”

“You can use mine,” Benjamin said, pulling it out of his pocket and holding it out for Faye. “And, Faye, I’ll not tolerate such language from a lady in my company! Do you understand?”

“Thank you, but, it’d be useless, she won’t answer if she doesn’t recognize the caller.” Faye answered, smiling affectionately at Benjamin. “And, I’m so sorry, I don’t usually use such language.”

“I’ll forgive you this one tim…” He began, but, was interrupted by his watch.

‘BEWEEEP, BEWEEEP, BEWEEEP, BEWEEEP’

“I’ve been having such a good time with you, I lost track of time…. It’s 4:00.… That’s 30 minutes past the time I have to take my medicine…” Benjamin said, panic filling his voice. “I set the alarm to remind me.”

He felt in his pockets, then, turned.

“I left it in my room. I’ll have to go take it.” He sighed. “But, first I need to get you to the restaurant where I‘ll know you‘re not alone.”

“Nonsense, you walked me to my car, so I’d be safe. I’ll accompany you to your room to be sure you make it safely there and back.” Faye said, her voice full of concern. “Besides, you said how spacious and roomy the suites here are and I’m curious what they look like…”

Taking his arm and leading him toward the hotel, she added. “If anything were to happened to you, and I could have helped, I couldn’t live with myself.” They had just entered his suite, when, Benjamin grabbed his chest and began gasping for breath.

He leaned on Faye and she helped him over to the sofa in the living area of his suite. He sat there while she retrieved his pill bottle from the nightstand in the bedroom.

She quickly grabbed the bottle and got him a glass of water and helped him take his medicine.

“Is that enough water?” She asked.

“Yes, it is. Go ahead and look around,” He said in a raspy voice after a few minutes and she watched the pain on his face eased. “It’ll take a while for me to get my breath back and the pressure to go away. And, I know you want to.”

“I will in a minute,” she said, touching his forearm. “Are you going to be ok?”

“Yes, Thank you, I’m so glad you came up with me. Hate to think what may have happened if you hadn’t.“ He sighed. “But, it makes me angry with myself that this is going to spoiled your planned evening.”

“Nonsense, nothing’s planned and I’ve already had a ball,” she said, pulling her scarf and gloves off and setting them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. “I’ve had a wonderful afternoon. I gambled for the first time and won. Met a handsome and charming gentleman who has treated me like a princess.”

She gently touched his cheek.

“Who… I look forward to spending the rest of the evening with…” She smiled.

She stood leaving her hand on his wrist.

“Now, I’ll snoop around your room, while, you’ll get to feeling better. We’ll enjoy a wonderful meal. I’ll introduce you to my friends and I’ll get my room. And, if you keep playing your cards right….” She smiled and leaned down to whispered in his ear. “I’ll give you a good night kiss that’ll make you need another pill….ha-ha.”

“I’ll need more than a pill,” he grinned and watched her sashay into the bedroom.

Faye looked around the bedroom and bath. They were very organized and neat. A laptop computer sat on the bed. And, across the room in the opposite corner a large trunk was tipped onto its end. But, what caught her eye was a pair of handcuffs on the bathroom vanity.

They were not like any she had ever seen before. A 3-inch solid square block of metal connected the 2 curved restraints. There was no keyhole or hinge or chain between them.

“May I ask, what these are for?” Faye grinned, dangling the cuffs from her finger. “Planning a party?”

“Those…. those are the first pair of magical keyless escape cuffs I designed,” he said, blushing. “I had them out last night working them… Call it memories of an old man’s youth.”

Faye eyed him suspiciously, then, begged him to show her how they worked.

He told her to lock them on his wrists, then, cover his wrists and hands with her scarf.

She watched closely, but, almost instantly he dropped the cuffs to the floor and waved the scarf into the air with his freed hands.

“Oh, wow….” Faye applauded. “Now, teach me how to, please…”

“I’m not supposed to show anyone the secrets of magic,” he sighed. “Magician’s oath and all.”

“Pppllleeeaaassseee….” Faye begged, batting her eyes at him seductively and putting her wrists inside the metal circles.

“Ok….Ok….” He grinned. “but, you have to promise not to divulge any of the secrets I’m about to show you. You’ll need to remove your jacket”

“I promise,“ Faye excitedly giggled, taking her jacket off and laying it over the back of the sofa. “What do I do, first?“

“We do this on 3 conditions,” he said. “First, if you can free yourself without my help, I’ll let you pay for my meal. If you can‘t, then, you allow me to provide your meal. Second, if you can‘t get free after 5 minutes, I help you. And, 3, if you want my help before the 5 minutes you get on your knees and beg me to release you.”

“It’s a deal,” Faye blurted out, holding her wrists up for him to cuff.

The twinkle returned to his eyes and he stared into hers as he locked the left cuff onto her wrist. Hearing a soft coo slip from her lips, he smiled and locked the other cuff.

A twinge of sexual pleasure washed over her as he snapped the cuffs over her wrists. It was not just having her wrists locked in the cuffs and the way her arms were pulled closer together making her breasts crush on each other that aroused her. But, the pleasure she saw in his eyes as he locked them on her.

Faye began tugging at the cuffs, stretching her fingers, twisting and turning her wrists, trying everything to pull her hands free. Her hair fell over her face as she wiggled her hips trying to help get some leverage to free her wrists.

“Give up, yet, you‘re not going to be able to do it.” He teased, after a minute of enjoying watching her struggle and the visible increase cleavage.

She was enjoying having her wrists handcuffed. But, she knew she could never free herself and her curiosity about how to get out of them overcame her pleasure.

“Help, I give up. You win.” She said, holding her arms out to him.

“It’s only been 2 minutes,” he grinned.

With a sigh, Faye carefully got onto her knees and held out the cuffs.

“I don’t hear any begging,” he snickered.

“Please, help me take these off.” She replied.

“You call that begging,” he looked down at her sternly, then, grinned.

For a moment a nervous anxiety slipped through her stomach, but, eased as she looked up into his smiling blue eyes.

“Please, please, please free me from these cruel instruments of evil,” she begged, then, a very naughty grin crossed her face. “Please, master…”

His face blushed red as a look of shock passed over it and blood rushed into his lower region.

Quickly, he regained his composure and hoped the kneeling woman before him did not see the erection growing in his pants as he reached for the scarf.

“Ok… ahem… But, we need your magical scarf.” He said, waving the black silk into the air and letting it fall over her outstretched wrists.

He told her to stand, then, stepped behind her, taking care to not rub his bulge against her, and reached his arms around her body and along her arms.

Slipping his hands under the scarf, he placed his fingers on top of hers.

“Bend your middle finger,” he said, pushing her finger with his. “There, do you feel a slight rise in the metal?”

“Yes, master.” She giggled, enjoying how his face blushed a moment earlier.

She turning her head so their cheeks touched.

The bulge in his pants increased.

“Ahem…. Run you finger in a clockwise circle over it,” he whispered in her ear, regaining his control. “When it moves press it.”

‘CLICK’

“Hey, I’m free.” She said, feeling the metal release from her wrists. “So that’s how it’s done. May I try it again on my own, please?”

“Yes, to both,” he nodded.

He returned the cuffs to her wrists and covered them with the scarf.

“Ready, on the count of 3.” He nodded. “One, two, three…”

The cuffs hit the floor and Faye spun in a circle swirling the black silk above her head.

“How was that?” She bubbled.

“Very good, well, better..“ He said, turning to hide his erection. “Ahem… But, magic is about appearances. The real trick is giving the audience a sense of mystery or danger with misdirection that lets you do the impossible. That’s what leaves them mystified. You see the real magic is in the illusion.”

“So, just being handcuffed with my wrists behind my back, wouldn’t be enough.” She said, more than asked. “But, if lets say, my legs were also tied and I had been gagged, so I couldn’t call out for help, would that do it?”

“It would depend on how you were bound and if there were any other danger,” he nodded. “The secret is to make it look impossible to escape, but, not interfere with removing the handcuffs. That is how my wife and I did most of our escapes. We used as many ropes and chains as we needed to make it look inescapable. But, never tying a rope or locking a chain to stop the handcuffs from coming off is the key.”

Faye thought for a moment and grinned. “You got any rope in here?”

“Of course, I’m a magician. But, why?” He asked.

“I want to this once more, but, do it like I was in front of an audience.” She said, excitedly. “I want you to handcuff me behind my back, tie my legs, and gag me. And, if I can’t get free in 30 minutes, I’ll be yours for do with as you please for the rest of the weekend.”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, swallowing hard, not wanting to show his eagerness. “I won’t make it easy for you.”

“Tie and gag me, just like you would for a performance,” she replied, handing him the cuffs. “Do your worst.”

“There’s some rope in the trunk, that’s where I lock up all my magic and other toys.” He told her. “Just incase the hotel maids come in, while I’m out. Don’t want to have to explain anything.”

Faye grabbed 3 coils of white cotton rope and a huge 4-foot square of white silk. She also saw several handcuffs, chains, and leather straps.

“Interesting collection you have in there,” she laughed. “I think, just having all that in there might qualify me as a damsel in potential danger.”

“Years of accumulations,” he grinned. “And, yes it does. I’d give you a private tour of it all, but, we don’t have the time, I’m afraid. Unless, that is you insist.”

His eyes twinkled as he spoke.

“Shall we get started,” he grinned.

He hoped she didn’t notice the increase in his excitement. Faye turned her back to him. His hands trembled as he brought her left arm back and clicked the cuff to it, then, the right followed.

“OOOOOOHHHHHH!“ Faye teased, her fingers brushing the front of his trousers as his face blushed again.

She purposely pulled her elbow closer together and thrust her chest forward, when he turned her around and squatted to tie her ankles. She heard him swallow hard when the huge mounds passed his eyes.

She could tell he was not going to make it easy for her when he cinched the loops he made around her ankles and below and above her knees. Her boots and skirt prevented the ropes from being as tight as they could have been, but, she would still need some luck to untie them with her fingers.

She wondered why he left the knots in front where she could see how to untie them, once the cuffs were off.

But quickly learned why, when he returned from he bedroom with another coil of rope and began looping it around her elbows. He looped the 2 ends around her chest twice making sure to keep them below her breasts. Again, he knotted the ends in front, but, left about 2-feet of cord on each end.

She wondered why, but, that thought jumped from her mind when she realized his eyes were linger on her chest.

“SEE ANYTHING YOU LIKE,” she snapped, out of habit.

She was immediately upset with herself for saying that. And, when she saw the hurt in his eyes her heart sank.

“I’m sorry, that was stupid of me to say.” She tried to apologize. “You’ve been nothing but a true gentleman all day and didn’t deserve that comment, please forgive me.”

He stepped back, lowered his head, walked around behind her, and said nothing.

“I’m, really, really sorry….” She pleaded, trying to follow him with her eyes, but, being careful not to fall with her ankles so tightly bound. “There no excuse for it. Please, forgive me… Please, say something….”

“I’ve handcuffed you….Tied your ankles, legs, and chest…. Ogled your body like a sailor on his first leave…. Am about to gag you….” He said, shaking his head slowly from side to side, after, he stepped back in front of her. “And, YOU are asking me to forgive you for making an understandable comment…. Unbelievable!”

“Well, maybe so,” she began. “But, that comment was inapropriammpppphh!”

He stuffed her balled up leather gloves into her mouth, using his fingers to force the wadding in completely. Then, he used her black scarf to hold the gloves in.

Somehow without her seeing him, he had tie a knot in the middle of it.

He held the knot over the wad of leather and looped the ends behind her neck. Then, he pulled the ends back around and knotted them over the first knot, silencing her. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” She screamed, taken completely by surprise.

She realized, he used his supposed hurt feelings as a misdirection to conceal his preparing her gloves and scarf to use as a gag.

His eyes admired her. But, his face told her there was more to come.

She silently watched him very methodically fold the white silk into a band 6-inches wide.

“This is going over your lower face, including your nose.” He said, holding the band in front of her. “It will cut the amount of air you breath in half. But, you will get enough if you don’t panic. Just, breath easy and slowly.”

He pulled the cloth over her lower face and knotted it.

Faye fought the panic building in her and soon had her breathing pace settled, but, she had another twist to endure.

He carefully laid her on her stomach and pulled her feet up so her heels touched the leather covering her firm ass. Making sure there was no give, he slipped the extra length of cord from the ankle rope through the left cuff and tied it off. Leaving her in a very tight hogtie.

Faye felt him reach under her and pull the ends of the rope holding her elbows and chest from under her. He pulled them around and tied them to the right cuff.

“There,” he grinned, squatting down so she could see him over the white silk covering her nose. “You’ve got 30 minutes… On your mark, get set, GO!”

‘CLICK’

The cuffs released her wrists instantly, but, the ropes were going to be a problem.

Carefully breathing through her nose, Faye reached the fingers on her right hand up over her boot and felt for the knot on her ankles. Her finger just brushed it. She arched her back and lifted her head as much as possible. Her nipples, that had hardened as soon as Benjamin began binding her, scrubbed the satin cup covering them and could be visibly seen protruding through her silk blouse. And, the white silk tightened around her lower face forcing the knots and leather filling her mouth deeper.

But, she was able to reach the knot and began working to loosen it.

“MMMPPPHHH!“ She moaned loudly, partly in satisfaction, mostly due to arousal.

Benjamin sat on the couch enjoying her progress. The bulge in his pants becoming uncomfortable.

He was shocked and amazed at how limber Faye was. And, how sexy she truly looked. Whether bound or not, he thought she was a very special woman.

“MMMMMMM!” Faye panted, triumphantly as the rope around her ankles gave way and she ventured a glance at Benjamin asking. “Mom Mam Mi Moominm?”

“You’ve got 20 minutes left, girl. Don’t dawdle on small victories.” He smiled. “It’s the whole gamble, you’ve got to win.” Faye harrumphed through her nose, then, regretted it, having lost a breath.

She left the elbow rope tied to the handcuff, she thought keeping it tied to the cuffs would help keep the knot holding her ankles within reach. And, it did. So, now she didn’t needed it and began to untie it.

Twisting onto her side, she felt the cuff hit her hand and grasp it. Unsure if the knot she started working on was the right one, she could only hope luck was with her. Several minutes passed before she heard a clank on the carpet and felt the weight of the handcuff removed from her elbow rope.

“mmmppphhh!” She sighed into her thick gag.

“Fifteen minutes,” Benjamin said.

Tucking her feet under her, Faye used her hands to get to a semi seated position, which took a lot of energy from her, now, panting and sweating body.

The black silk scarf was beginning to show through the white silk cover gag as drool soaked it thoroughly. Perspiration rolling down her forehead and cheeks added to the silks transparency.

Huffing harder, her chest stretched the buttons holding her blouse together, as Faye reached around her knees. It was difficult going with her elbows still tied together, but, she reached the knots above and below her knees and as quickly as she could undid the them.

“Twenty five minutes,” Benjamin chimed out.

Faye looked around the room, panic began filling her eyes. Then, they widened.

“Must get to my purse,” she thought. “Then, what?”

Again, she glanced around the room stopping at the heavy lamp setting on the end table next to Benjamin.

“That will work,” she smiled, under her gag.

She got from her knees to her feet, coming close to falling only once. Then, she walked over to the coffee table, opened her purse, and dumped the contents onto the table. She picked up and opened the penknife she always carried in there and made her way to the end table.

Benjamin sat there, his mouth open as he watched the lovely lady wiggle her fingers under the open bottom of the lamp and pull it to the edge of the table. She wedged the handle of the knife between the lamp and table with its sharp blade up.

She squatted, maneuvering herself so the elbow ropes could be cut by the knife. And then, began moving her arms carefully back and forth sawing through each loop until she cut through the knot loop.

She stood and turned toward Benjamin.

Triumphantly, she reached behind her head and untied the white silk. “ACCCKKK!” She coughed forcing the soaking wet leather gloves from her mouth. “I…pant….did….pant….it……pant….”

Benjamin applauded and slowly rose from the sofa.

“Well done, excellent…” He laughed. “The only problem is it’s been 35 minutes. You loose….”

A dejected look crossed her face. She was upset with herself for taking so long. Sadly, she looked up at his grinning face.

“Well, a deal’s a deal… What’cha want from me?” Faye slowly said.

“It’s six o’clock, I think it’s time to eat,” He said, lifting her chin. “Use my bathroom and get freshened up. And, we’ll talk about it while we eat.” “And, you can explain, this….” He grinned, holding her mini vibrator in his hand.

Blushing fiercely, Faye nodded and slipped off to the bathroom.

She stepped back into the living room looking as fresh and cheerful as when he first saw her.

“I called the hotel restaurant and reserved a table for us in 45 minutes,” he said. “I’ll get ready and we’ll start down.”

“I’m going to get a diet coke at the vending machine, I’m a bit parched, would you like something cold?” She asked, getting her purse reassemble.

“No thank you,” he smiled, going into the bathroom.

Faye silently walked down the hallway, grinning as she replayed the last few hours in her head. A warmth filled her heart when she thought of how fortunate she was to have met Benjamin. She reached the vending area, but, did not enter.

Instead she spun, putting her back against the wall desperately trying to not be seen.

The 2 men who followed them outside to the parking lot were standing at the vending machines. Two women, older than Faye, were with them. They were well dressed and all had English accents.

On just the quick glance Faye got, she thought the women could be mistaken as twins. The one nearest to her was talking on a cell phone and the other was complaining about the selections offered.

“Yes, I’ll pass it on,” the woman on the cell said. “What about the bloke she’s latched onto? Yes, I understand, dispose of him. But, make sure we get the girl, first….. Right, I’ll tell them….“

“He said he knows they are in a room one this floor or the two above it,” she said, slipping the phone in the large purse on her shoulder. “He said, use the chloroform to subdue her. As for the old bloke, use your imagination. Just make sure he doesn’t interfere again.”

“We could have nabbed her at that bloody awful food place, Winnie, if Herbert hadn’t got ill.” The larger of the two men said, pointing a finger at the other man.

“Blimey, get off it, Edward. You’d have gotten deathly ill too if you’d have eaten some of those grit things….” Herbert replied. “GOD, I can still feel the ruddy stuff in my mouth….”

“That’s over, now, all we have to do is just what we came to do.” Winnie spoke up, taking control. “Pamela, dear, you do have the chloroform, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do!” Pamela said, selecting a can of diet coke. “ I do hope this tastes better than what they call ice tea. Perhaps, we should give the bloke a glass of that dreadful drink and let it take care of him. Then, we just take the girl.”

“No! I’ve got a shiv with his name on it.” Edward growled. “No loose ends!”

Faye quickly and quietly slipped back to Benjamin’s room and slid the extra bolt lock on the door, securing it. Then, told Benjamin what transpired in the hallway.

“We can’t call the police, they haven’t done anything, yet. You and I both know they were referring to us, but, there’s no proof they were.” Benjamin shook his head. “Hotel security would be the same. If they’re paying customers, which I’m sure they are, security isn’t going to risk losing them on hearsay and feelings.”

“Perhaps, we can wait them out.” Faye said. “They’re not sure which floor we’re on and they can’t go knocking on each door. If we wait until I can call Gloria and the others, they can distract them and we can leave.. Well, I can leave. That way you’d be safe. They only want me.”

“NO! I’m staying with you until I know you’re safe from them.“ Benjamin slapped his hand on the coffee table. “I wouldn’t sleep a moment not knowing if you were safe, let alone go on living. After all, we are neighbors.”

“Ok, OK, Sheesh, tell a man he’s your knight in shining armor and it goes straight to his head.” Faye grinned at him. “We’ll just have to wait a few more hours.”

“So what do we do? Care for a little television?” Benjamin asked, reaching for the remote.

“WWeellll, as I recall I was giving a performance. And, you did promise me a tour of your magic trunk when we had the time.” Faye smiled, innocently, and headed toward the bedroom. “I think we have the time.”

“As you wish, Milady…” Benjamin nodded with a snicker, slowly turning to follow her. “What would you like to try first?”

“That other set of handcuffs and shackles looked interesting,” She replied. “Besides, I need to get even. You’ve won the last 2 wagers we’ve made.”

“Yes, that’s correct….” He hummed. “But, what would the wager be. I’ve already won the privilege of feeding you supper, when we get out of here that is, and your company for the rest of your stay here. So, what is left for me to win?”

“Hmmm… Okay, um…. At the risk of sounding very slutty..” Faye sheepishly grinned. “How about if I get free, without your help, we’re even. And if I don’t I, um, I… Um… Take care of that, um, bulge I noticed in your pants for you.”

“Ah, oh, um, You noticed that.” He blushed. “Well, um, I’m ah sorry about that! Couldn’t help it. Um, with you here and so close….I ah….” “I understand, completely, and am quite flattered, actually….” Faye tactfully interrupted. “Do we have a deal, Sir Knight…”

“If it is what, Milady wishes, we do.” Benjamin smiled.

“Wonderful, cuff me then.” Faye giggled.

The handcuffs were different than the others Faye had escaped from. The circular restraints were covered with a soft rubber stainless steel colored coating. And, the metal body between the restraints was at least 2 inches thicker and perpendicular to them instead of parallel. Also, a half inch of the rubber coating was attached along the edge of the box. So, when He locked them on Faye’s wrists, they would look tighter than they really were.

There was also a one inch diameter hole running through the middle of the box from the top to the bottom.

Sticking out of the top was a metal rod attached to a stainless steel collar. The rod was long enough to reach from Faye’s wrists to her neck. The collar was an inch wide, but it too was covered in the rubber coating and had a half inch of the same soft rubber on the inside. It opened on the left side and was hinged on the right.

Faye could not see a hasp or bolt to lock it on, but, Benjamin showed her how one end slid into the other automatically locking it.

“It has the same unlocking system as the cuffs,” he showed her how to push a small elevated spot 2-inches from the end of the locking end.

“Interesting, another seemingly impossible item to escape from.” She grinned.

“Precisely,” he nodded.

Faye lifted the 2 small link chains. They ran from the hole in the bottom of the handcuff body to metal ankle cuffs. The ankle cuffs were also covered with the rubber coating and padding. Their locking mechanism was the same as the collar and also had a hidden release.

Satisfied, Faye turned and let Benjamin lock the hand cuffs around her wrists.

These cuffs felt a bit heavier than the others. The rubber coating and padding made them feel tighter, but, much more comfortable.

She twisted her wrists as he pulled the rod up and lifted her long hair free of the collar, before locking it around her neck.

“That feels weird,” Faye giggled. “It’ll help me maintain proper posture. But, I can at least twist from side to side.”

“That’ll change,” Benjamin laughed, locking her left, then, right ankle to the dangling chains.

The chains acted as a hobble.

Standing still, she could hold her feet about a foot apart. But, when she stepped forward the chain would hit her rear and cut her stride to 8 inches.

So, she adjusted by thrusting her pelvis forward with each step to give her more range.

Benjamin laughed at her attempts to walk from the bedroom to the living area and back.

“Are you going to gag me or not,” she spit out, exasperated by his laughter.

He reach into the trunk and pulled out what Faye thought looked like a handful of black leather straps, when, a the loud sound of metal scraping against metal filled the room.

‘SCKRINK’

Followed closely by Faye’s panicked shrill.

“WHAT’D I DO!” She screamed.

An inner metal rod, beneath the one connecting the handcuffs to her collar, was forced down through the hole in the handcuff’s body and over the 2 chains.

The force of it removed all the slack in the chains and pulled her ankle cuffs together.

‘CLICK’

The two rods shifted locking together inside the handcuff’s body, making one long body length rod. The force of them connecting lifted the collar around Faye’s neck against her jaws and made her fully straighten her legs and thrust her hips forward.

“HELP!” She cried out, struggling to keep her balance.

Benjamin leapt to her side and wrapped his right arm around her chest stopping her from toppling over.

His hand cupped her left breast as he steadied her.

“Looks like you’ve got yourself into a predicament, my sweet.” He whispered into her ear. “You were trying to cheat, so you automatically lose.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN CHEAT, I WASN’MMMMMPPPHHH!” She started, but, gasped when he pinched her nose shut and forced her mouth wide open.

Faye felt something hard and rubbery being jammed behind her teeth.

Straps tightened around her cheeks, holding the object against the roof of her mouth. She lifted her tongue to push against the object, but, it slipped through the opening hole in the ring and danced around outside of her mouth.

“You wanted a gag, now, you’ll have one,” He snickered. “A nice ring gag and head harness to go with the cheater’s pole and cuffs.”

“Mi mummem meamim,” she mumbled. “Mum mam mu mumim?”

“What am I doing? Why kidnapping you, my sweet. What did you think I was planning on doing from the moment we met.” He smiled, buckling the chin strap of the harness tightly under her chin, securing the ring. “I’ve been waiting for the appropriate time to strike and by trying to cheat and unlock the handcuffs before I said go, you sprang my trap early. So you‘ve given me no other choice but to stop playing with my prey and do the deed.”

He pulled the strap connected to the chin and gag straps up along her cheeks to the top of her head, buckling it tight.

“MMMMMMPPPPHHH!” Faye moaned, the strap tightening her mouth around the ring.

“You see, my sweet, I’ve been kidnapping women for a very long time.” He explained as he continued buckling the harness. “My wife didn’t die, it just makes me sound much more sympathetic. Actually, she left me for another, more popular, and successful magician. Ever since, I’ve used my special gifts to purloin unsuspecting women for those willing to pay me to do it. And, there have been many…And, are many more, who will continue to pay very handsomely.”

Faye stared at him, shocked at his confession.

“Just one more strap,” he laughed, tightening the forehead strap at the back of her head and letting his bulge rub against her hip. “By the way, the pill you gave me was Viagra… And, seeing how your wager was to take care of my bulge….” “MO! Mo!, mo…” Faye screamed trying to shake her head no, but, he held it still.

She was angry at him for his deceit and felt foolish at being deceived so easily. But, she could not stop the enormous amounts of pleasure his bindings were forcing her to feel.

He slipped the thin strap attached at the middle of the forehead strap through the 3 buckles on the harness from the top buckle to the gag strap, then, pulled it back forward. Faye heard a padlock snap close and knew the harness and gag were there until he wanted them removed.

He stood back admiring his handiwork, staring at her in silence as the minutes ticked away.

She wanted to scream at him to go to hell. But, the longer he stood in silence admiring her, the more her body called out to him.

“Now, I want to see what’s under this blouse and that skirt.” He said, grinning evilly, breaking the loud silence.

“Mo, mo!” Her mind made her plead, but, her nipples betrayed her.

He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, then, unbuckled her belt and pulled her blouse free of the skirt.

“Oh my, a such a lovely corset, I do so love it when a pretty woman wears one.” He gleamed.

“You are a special, lady, Fa… OH MY WORD!” He gasp, his eyes widening as he detached the bra straps and the silk cups from the corset, freeing her breasts. “They’re real… And, so firm.”

He teased her intensely sensitive nipples with his fingers for several minutes before flicking them gently with his tongue.

Faye’s mind and body were at war. And, with each touch, he was slowly winning her mind over.

It took only moments for him to bring a deep low moan from her. Then, he unzipped her skirt and let it fall to her ankles.

“I knew it,” he grinned. “Thigh boots, I thought I felt them while I was tying your legs earlier, but, I didn’t want to get my hopes up to much….Faye, my sweet, you are a dream come true.”

“Meame, mem me mo….” She half heartedly pleaded, a glob of drool rolled over her chin and onto her chest .

He wiped the drool with a handkerchief, then, slowly stroked her sides gently with his finger from the top of her thigh boots to the bottom of her corset, tangling his finger for a moment in the side of her thong.

“OH GOD!” Faye thought as his thumbs replaced his fingers and he slipped them under the sides of her thong. “He told me he’s kidnapping me. Has me tied and gagged and is stripping me… And, all I’m worried about is what he’ll think of me because I shaved….. What is the matter with you girl….AAAhhhhhh ohhhh mmmmmmm…..”

Her face turned beet red, as she felt her thong tighten and embed itself into her moist pussy, then, disappear down her legs.

She closed her eyes.

“Oh yes, now I see why you‘re blushing.” He laughed. “Perfect, so smooth and baby soft….Pretty, pink and tempting….”

She could feel his breath on her labia. He curled his lips and softly blew.

A warm sensual shiver ran up her spine causing another soft moan to escape from her lips.

“OH GOD NO!“ Her mind panicked as fear tried to make its presence known.

But, it only added to her growing arousal.

“You’ve made an old man happy, my sweet.” He grinned. “Leather skirt and jacket, a corset, thigh boots, shaved and wet, and a silk scarf, all that is lacking is a pair of shoulder length opera gloves. But, before I collect on my wagers I think a few more things are needed to complete the fantasy.”

He turned back to his trunk and removed 2 more sets of odd looking cuffs.

“These are for you elbows and above your knees,” he said holding them for her to see. “The body opens to snap around the rod. Then the cuffs are locked around. There is no way to escape as you are now. But, these will just add to your feeling of helplessness.”

He waved one hand over the other, then, opened it. Two long dark objects swung back and forth from his fingers.

“And these are for your arms,” he grinned.

Faye’s eyes leapt from the gleaming steel to the black shoulder length leather opera gloves. She had always wanted a pair of them, but, her ex would never spring for something just for her pleasure.

She had always wanted to feel the caress of the tight leather on her arms, from the first time she saw a picture of a woman wearing a pair.

Anticipation filled her face and he saw it.

He draped one glove over her shoulder, letting the hand lay amusingly over her right breast. Faye’s nipple responded and so did she. “MMMMMMMMM……“ She cooed in contentment.

But that was short lived, when, he wrapped the other glove around her head, covering her eyes, and letting the hand rest over her nose.

The delicious aroma of leather filled her nostrils sending a shiver of pleasure through her. She knew she was moments away from euphoria.

So, did he, as he stepped behind her.

“I have rules, Faye. And, rule number one is….” He whispered in her ear. “You’re not allowed to orgasm without my permission.”

Faye knew he was serious by the stern and serious inflection and tone of his voice.

He knelt and worked a set of cuffs between her thighs and the rod, locking the cuffs to the rod, then, securing them to her legs just above her knees.

“I’m serious, my sweet… Don’t make me torment you until your nothing but a walking zombie.” He said, running a finger between her lower lips and circling her clit as he stood. “I’ve had to do it before… You won’t be damaged physically, but, mentally, you’d be nothing more than a blow up sex doll. With the only difference being, you would be flesh and blood.”

Faye quivered.

The orgasm building in her refused to stop. Her mind fought it. It grew closer and closer. Sweat began to bead up on her forehead under the leather harness strap and glove wrapped around her eyes..

But, she kept fighting.

She did not notice him wiping the sweat from her face and drool from her chin again.

Her breathing slowed and returned to normal.

“Very good, Faye. Your learning to gain control, quickly. You are exceptional.” He whispered again in her ear.

He unwound the glove from her face and looked deeply into her eyes.

“Now, I can cuff your elbows and unlock your wrists while we work these gloves on your hands. Then, recuff your wrists and unlock your elbows, while we worked them all the way on, then, cuff your elbows again.” He said, his eyes becoming stern. “Which, will upset me a bit. Or, I can just uncuff your wrists and you work with me getting them on and smoothed, and, then, cuffed again at wrist and elbows. I’ll be happier and I think so will you. So, what do…..”

She was nodding her head, as much as her bonds would allow, before he could finish his question. She wanted them on as much as he did.

They worked the kidskin over her hands and up her arms. The gloves hugging her like a second skin. He saw the pleasure on her face and she caught a glimpse of the man she met in the casino.

He stepped back, keeping his eyes glued on her, and treated himself to a few moments of quiet pleasure.

“Time to collect on your wager,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt and removing it. “You are special, Faye. I mean that.”

She watched him undress, knowing what was about to happen. But, she did so no longer as a victim. If she had been told what was to happen today, she would not have change a thing. She want this, and him.

A twinge of pain cross his face as he remove the heavy metal and leather brace on his left leg.

“My injury was real,” he quietly said seeing her eyes stare at the brace as he leaned it against the wall. “My wife did leave me, but, not before arranging the accident. She slipped on a safety harness, under her costume, and was lowered to the stage at a rate of speed much less than I.”

Faye gave him a sympathetic look as he spoke.

“She wanted out of our act. And, I assume she figured my death would do it.” He continued. “I was in traction for a year and a half. The divorce was finalized long before that and she teamed with a magician who traveled the world with her. She was in a new happy life. I was happy just to be alive.”

He hesitated a moment before continuing.

“I met a group of people who saw a gift in me. My first kidnapping was a cocktail waitress in Vegas. I did most of my kidnappings there.” He smiled. “The details of it are similar to most of the hundreds I’ve successfully accomplished. I pick them, stalk them, wait for an opportune time, and pounce. My cane has a needle in the handle to inject a drug making them act drunk. And, from the end I can spew a knock out gas. I’d take them to my room and as you know I have many ways of keeping them helpless.“

He took a deep breath and sighed.

“My last target in Vegas turned out to be very familiar. It was my ex-wife.” He laughed. “The magician dropped her as soon as he found a younger more alluring distraction for his act. My ex ended up in Vegas cocktailing and saw me. I had no problem getting her to my room. She is one of the zombies I told you about. I never went back to Vegas for that purpose again. I come here instead, 3 or 4 times a year.”

He paused and admired the beauty bound before him.

“Your kidnapping was, well, is the only one that’s different. Fate maybe, I don’t know. I normally wait and watch before picking a target.” He smiled. “You… you walked into my life like a breath of fresh air. A beautiful damsel in distress and opportunity favors the prepared.

He stood in front of her, his cock hard and aimed at her. He did not have the look of the crazed wild animal about to ravish its prey.

He calmly stepped behind her and touched a spot on the handcuffs body.

‘CLICK’

The collar eased from her jaw and lay at the base of her neck.

He shifted her, moving her toward the foot of the bed. Then, he gently laid her on the bed on her back.

He pulled a cable and clip from an eye bolt attached to the foot board of the bed and snapped it to the bottom of the rod behind her ankles.

He slid up along her bound body, letting his hard expression of manhood tease her wherever it rested. As soon as he reached her head he pulled her shoulders toward the headboard stretching the cable attached to the bottom of the rod taunt and clipped a similar cable to the top of the rod from the headboard.

Faye tried to shift the rod left or right, but, could not. She tried to turn but it was held in place. She was not moving from that spot on the bed.

He lifted her head and gently packed a pillow under it. She had a wonderful view of her breasts. The corset’s under wire helped to shape them into 2 large mounds rising from her chest.

He straddled her waist and slowly made his way toward her head.

His large rocklike hardon snaked between the mounds on her chest. He cupped his hands around the mounds and sensually massaged each nipple with a finger and thumb. Faye felt his thick hard cock with her breasts as he forced them around it and he began to shift his hips back and forth.

Faye’s eyes widen with fear and desire as she stared at the one eyed snake poking its head in and out of the huge mounds on her chest. She watched it thicken and grow knowing it was getting very close to an explosion at any second. She also had a very strong sense of what he was planning on doing.

Either he was going to let it spew its contents into her ring gagged mouth and over her face, or he was going to slide it into the gag for her to enjoy.

No matter which he chose, he was going to climax and there was nothing she could do to stop him. She wasn’t even sure she wanted him to stop. Having not eaten anything since this morning, she was getting hungry and it is a source of protein. She had been told. So, she may as well be ready for it.

She was not a stranger to the taste of a man.

It was something she enjoyed to do. Waking her ex, on the mornings they were both at home, with some oral pleasure. Especially, after having one of her wild dreams the night before. And, what had happened to her so far today was more erotic than any of those.

“MMMMMM, yeah, bring it on,” She thought to herself, knowing he was getting so very close to exploding.

Suddenly, he jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom.

“MOOOOOOOOOO!” Faye screamed, hearing him scream as he finished away from her, depriving her of the feeling she was prepared for.

She pulled on her bonds frantically, denied the taste of his pleasure. Then, she lay still her mind searching deep within her.

“Why was she so angry?” She wondered. “She should be happy he didn‘t use her. But…… she wanted him to.”

“OH GOD!” Her mind screamed at her. “You want HIM. You want HIS touch.”

She knew it the first time she looked into his eyes and he smiled at her.

She lay there motionless, waiting for him to return. She wanted to beg him to release her. Not to be freed, but, so she could give him all her passion and being.

He silently walked into the bedroom, put his brace on and slowly dressed.

She watched him, wanting to scream through the gag to beg him to take her, to ravish her. But, she knew, she had to wait for him to choose to.

He turned looking at her. The expression on his face brought tears to her eyes. She did not know why he looked so sad, but, it brought a pain to her heart.

“MMMMMOOOO MAM MOM MAMM!” She screamed, when she heard the hotel door open and then sadly close.

She cried, wondering what she must have done to have made him so sad.

Time crept by. She was not sure how long it had been when she heard the hotel door open again.

“MIM MOMMY!” She screamed, hoping he understood how sorry she was for hurting him.

Her eyes were glued on the open bedroom door longing to see his face. But, she only saw a shadow pass on the far wall.

Then, the figure who owned the shadow entered the bedroom.

Faye’s eyes opened wide and she screamed for help seeing one of the women from the hallway enter the bedroom with the other just steps behind her.

“My, my, hello luv….Looks as if you’re in the mood to play.” Winifred Wentworth licked her lips. “Pamela, doesn’t she look just delicious?”

“I’ll say, Winnie..” Pamela Windgate smiled, running her finger up Faye’s leather covered leg over her thigh and up to her breasts. “Look how firm and meaty these are. And, her mouth… it’s just waiting to be used…..”

“I know the perfect place to use it too….” Winnie laughed.

“So do I….” Pamela chuckled, letting her finger travel down Faye’s corset and settle between her legs. “Oh my, she’s so wet one could bloody well drown.”

“They must have seen Benjamin leave,” Faye thought. “Oh God! That means the 2 men with them probably went after him.

“Me first, dear sister, after all I am the oldest.” Winnie grinned, already starting to unzip her dress. “You can pet her pretty pussy, while, I let her feed mine…”

“By 6 minutes….You’re older by just 6 minutes…..” Pamela guffawed, unbuttoning her blouse. “Rock, paper, scissors to see who’s first…… Ready, 1, 2, 3, go…. Damn, lost again.….. Go ahead I wanted to see if her tongue is as talented as her body looks, anyway.”

“MMMMMOOO, MUM, MAM, MU, MOOMIM!” Faye mumbled, trying uselessly to shift in her bonds to keep Winnie from planting her pussy over the ring gag.

“Come on, Luv… stick that tongue out through the ring and let me enjoy it.” She chided, pushing her wet cunt over Faye’s open lips. “OOOOOOOHHHHH YYYYEEEESSSS….. THAT’S IT LUV, USE THAT TONGUE……. OHHHHH YESSSSS….”

Faye knew she had no choice. So she did what seemed to come naturally to her, hoping that Benjamin was safe and that he would come back soon.

It only took a matter of minutes before Winnie was a quivering mass of female flesh. Her loud screams filled the room. Pamela greedily watched her twin being sent into realms of euphoria by the bound woman and used her fingers to torment Faye.

It took Faye’s total concentration on Winnie to prevent Pamela’s fingers from driving her to orgasm.

Her tongue would wind up giving both women much pleasure several times each, but, she would not give either of them the satisfaction of making her climax.

Faye determined that pleasure was to belong only to Benjamin.

Pamela’s body screamed out for the fourth time and collapsed on the bed next to Winnie. Both women were panting loudly, but, Faye was able to hear the hotel door open. She lifted her head as high as the collar allowed, hoping to see Benjamin entering.

But, her heart sank and worry filled her mind.

Herbert Wentworth and Edward Windgate bounded into the suite, excitedly.

Faye never saw or realized Pamela and Winnie were not just alternating using her mouth, but were also taking turns using a cell phone to snap pictures and send them to the men.

“Would you look at that, mate.” Edward laughed. “She’s worn the both of our wives out in no time…..Bloody hell…..”

“She’ll fetch a good price on any market,” Herbert nodded, reaching for his cell phone as it rang. “Hello…. Yes, we’re here…. They’re here, too… Well, mostly… Looks like the lass is pretty fair with the women folk, judging fro….”

There was a long pause before Herbert’s next response and his face became sullen. An angry deep southern voice could be heard coming from the phone.

“Are you sure?” Herbert asked the voice on the other phone. “She’d really bring in a good price…… NO!… Are you sure?……Damn, I think you’re wrong, but, you’re the boss….”

Herbert closed the phone. His face emptied of color and his voice fell to just over a whisper as if speaking to himself.

“He said to let her go…….. DAMN, I knew it, I knew it, I knew it…. When I saw the way his face lit up while he was walking around with her….Damn!” Herbert sighed. “Untie her and let her go…..”

Faye looked stunned, just like the other three people in the room.

“Dammit,” Winnie moaned, as she rolled, well, fell off the bed and into the chair next to it, her body to sexually drained to stand. “He’s smitten with her….. I suspected it from his voice when he called wanting us to make sure she came back to the room.”

“I can understand why,” Pamela moaned, stretching her pleasure tortured body. “I’ve got feelings for her, too. If her mouth is that good, what about the rest of her.”

“I want to know what she did to him?” Winnie said. “It’s not like him. He never got mushy over any of the others… Not even his ex, when we sold her.“

“But, the bloke told us he didn’t fuck her…..” Edward said. “And, one thing about Benjamin…He’s never lie to us about that….”

“True,” Winnie said, her face illuminating as she lifted a hand to her forehead. “OH NO! The bloke’s in love with her, I’d wager…..”

“From the look on his face earlier, I’d have to agree with you, my dearest.” Herbert nodded.

“Well, what do we do?” Pamela asked, gingerly getting to her feet next to the bed and staring longingly at the bound woman listening carefully.

“We do what we’re told,” Herbert answered. “Release her!”

Forty five minutes later, Faye stood at the door to the suite, dressed, refreshed, and totally pissed off.

She had already unloaded her ire at the 3 people cowering in the room.

“Where is he!” She demanded. “You said, you think he loves me, I want to hear it from him.”

“Oh my God! You are in love with him, too.” Winnie gasp. “This is getting to be to much.”

“WHERE IS HE!” Faye repeated, emphatically.

“He said he needed a drink and was going to the pub near the restaurant,” Herbert said, stepping back into the room from the bedroom. “I just talked to him to let him know you were free.” “But, Benjamin doesn’t drink!” Pamela said, surprised.

“He is sending his possible one true love away. What would you feel like doing….” Winnie stood and stepped over to Faye. “It’s up to you. He is a good man, honestly. Go and talk to him, Luv…..”

Faye nodded and left the room, heading for the elevators, her mind flooding with all the things she wanted, no needed, to say to him.

The 10 floor trip seemed to take forever and her heart raced.

“What if he’s not there and this is another sham for some ungodly reason to try and strip my emotions bare,” she thought. “NO! I know how I feel and I sense how he feels too.”

She exited the elevator and walked past the restaurant toward the pub, blind to her surroundings.

“For years I experienced what a man’s touch is like who doesn’t love you.” She thought. “And, I know his touch was full of love. And, I know it was for me.”

She stopped when she reached the open entrance to the pub and saw him sitting at the bar with his forehead resting in his hand. He looked to be deep in thought.

Swallowing hard, she started to enter when a voice spoke from behind her.

She was concentrating so hard on what she needed to say to Benjamin, that it sounded distant and barely audible.

“So meine Liebe, after debating on it all day, you’ve decided to accept my dinner offer.” Hans Riechmann touched her shoulder with his fingertips. “I am so glad.”

Faye turned, unsure if it was to gaze into his deep blue eyes again or to give her an extra moment to collect her thoughts before facing her true love.

“Um, no, I’m afraid not…” She stammered, looking up into his eyes and feeling nothing. “I’m meeting a man in there for dinner, actually.”

Looking into his gorgeous features, all she could do was think of Benjamin.

“Pity! It is my loss, however…May I, at least, escort you in to meet the one who was victorious over me.” He sighed, putting his left arm around Faye’s back and taking her right hand in his, as he turned her toward the pub. “It would help my ego feel better if you allow me this courtesy, lovely lady….If you do not, I‘m afraid it will be crushed and irrevocably damaged….”

“Oh all right, how could a woman say no and destroy something so precious.“ Faye smiled, humbly. “I’m meeting that handsome gentleman sitting at the end of the bar. Helouch…..mmmmpppphhhh…..”

As Faye answered, Hans stepped between her and the entrance and used his left arm to whirl her toward him, effectively blocking anyone’s view of her face. While, he tightly clenched her right hand, letting the tiny needle in his ring inject the quick acting drug into her system, he pressed his open lips over hers muffling any calls for help she may make. To any bystander present all it looked like was a couple of lovers sharing an intimate moment with a passionate kiss.

In reality, Hans held her right arm securely between them and her body inescapably tight to his chest. He effectively gagged her in a lip lock, while he waited for the drug to take effect.

Faye’s attempts to escape were futile at best. Her left arm flailed once at his head. But, the drug removed her control and it fell across the back of his neck adding to the illusion of a her enjoying a warm deep kiss.

Her muffled calls for help turned to slobbering blathers as the drug made her tongue feel thick and swollen. As her vision blurred and her legs became rubbery, he slipped his tongue between her lips and mercilessly exploited her.

“That’s not the only appendage I plan on putting in there,” he grinned as he pulled his face back. “You really pissed me off, when you refused my generous offer, this afternoon. Now, you have no choice, you’re coming with me….”

He turned her so she was leaning against him. Her mouth moved but her cries for help sounded like gibberish. He pressed his lips over hers, letting his tongue torment her 3 more times to make sure the drug took full effect.

“I told you darling you had to many,” he said, aloud, putting his right arm around her to keep her on her feet.

His hand settled on her right breast and he took every advantage to enjoy its feel.

“Let’s get you to the room before you get ill or pass out,” he added, making sure he was heard, before he whispered in her ear. “That drug won’t let you speak, see, or control your arms and legs, but, you can hear….. And, you know that you‘re mine….”

The wall of people between them and the elevators parted like the Red Sea for Moses, giving him a clear path to abscond with Faye.

As they started toward the elevator, Faye managed to look back in hopes of seeing Benjamin coming to her rescue. But, he just sat there oblivious to her peril.

Hans led her to the elevator and her vision had become so blurred that she could barely recognize the figures they passed as people. Several joined them as they rode up to the eighth floor, but, another passionate kiss prevented her from calling out, so, none realized she was being kidnapped.

As they exited the elevator, Faye thought she saw an older couple waiting to get on, but, the harder she tried to focus the more they looked like blobs.

He whisked her down the corridor and into his room.

Faye tried to make out the suite number, but, the gold colored numbers 8124 just melted together.

He dragged her into the bedroom and let her fall onto the bed. Her purse fell from her shoulder onto the floor and he kicked it against the night stand.

After taking a moment to ogle her corset and boots, he finished stripping her.

“Oh my God, look at those tits….. I am going to enjoy the hell out of those…..“ Hans grinned, taking a massive orb in each hand and fondling them until he heard a soft moan come from Faye. “I’ve been thinking about what was under that blouse, ever since you slipped away from me.”

He had to force himself to stop fondling them. But, not before he let one hand slide down her to her pussy and slip a finger into her.

“ooooooohhhhhhhh….” Faye moaned louder.

He rolled her onto her stomach, before he began binding her.

“You know, I was just going to kidnap and use you myself for a while before I sold you.” He continued, as he looped the white thin cords around her wrists behind her back. “But, instead I’m going to take my old sweet time and thoroughly enjoy breaking you completely.”

He looped the cord around her elbows, pulling on them until they touched, drawing another soft moan from her lips.

“When I’m finished you’ll be nothing more than a used piece of ass. Just a slut whose only desire and goal in what’s left of your pathetic life will be to suck and fuck any man who will have you.” He glared at her. “You’re the only bitch who ever turned me down… And, slut, you‘re going to pay… And, pay big…..”

Faye felt him pull her arms behind her and tie them together at her wrists and elbows. She seemed to be in a dream state, as he bound her legs at her ankles and above her knees.

He lifted her head and flashed a light into her eyes, then, slapped her cheeks.

“Come on, slut, wake up…. I want you to know what I’m going to do to you.” He added one more hard slap and she roused.

“Good, it’s beginning to wear off,” he said, pulling a large 3-inch diameter white ball gag head harness from the night stand drawer. “This will let you drool and keep you quiet enough, until I’m ready to put my cock in there in its place.”

Faye felt the leather tighten around her head and was transported back to Benjamin’s room. She looked at the blur working the buckles and her mind transformed him into her handsome Benjamin.

“MOMP, MOMP, MEEME, MEM ME MUCM MOOME MOMK.” She pleaded, working herself to her knees.

“What?“ He asked stunned. “You want to suck my cock, now?”

Faye shook her head emphatically up and down, not realizing the drug and her mind were playing tricks on her.

Unsure what was going on, Hans looked around the room to make sure there was no one behind him, before, he removed the ball from her mouth, and, unzipped his pants to let his cock dangle in front of the bound kneeling woman.

Faye’s eyes widened and she greedily lunged for it. Taking the tip into her mouth and holding the shaft between her lips. She let her tongue sensually begin to caress the tip and sides. She felt it grow and heard his delighted moans.

She glanced up and saw Benjamin’s face grinning at her lovingly.

That encouraged her zeal to please him even more.

Her head bobbed up and down taking every bit of the 8-inch thick fleshy shaft into her mouth.

If he had had better, Hans could not remember one right then and came sooner than he ever had before.

“YYYYEEEESSSS!!!!!” He bellowed, grabbing Faye’s hair and thrusting his cock into her mouth up to its hilt.

“OH GOD!” He screamed, feeling Faye suck as he exploded his contents into her mouth. “OH GOD, YESSS… SUCK IT…. SUCK IT …THAT A WAY…OH YESSSS…”

He thrust again, wrapping his fingers in her long hair.

“SWALLOW…ALL….OF….IT….SLUT!” He ordered, panting.

Faye was way ahead of him.

“Oh fuck , you are a cock loving slut, aren’t you.” He cooed.

She had licked him clean, before sucking his ball sack into her mouth. She hummed delightfully as she gently and playfully toyed with the interior orbs.

“I may not sell you, after all…” He said leaning back, enjoying his purloined new sex toy. “I could get used to having a slut like you to clean my cock for me everydaIIIIIIIIEEE!!!!!!”

Faye had looked up at him and her eyes filled with fury.

He caught a glimpse of her new expression and then had the worst pain imaginable burst through his body.

Clamping tightly around his balls was Faye’s mouth. The drug had worn off enough for her to realize who it was she had let fuck her mouth.

He instinctively tried to pull free of her mouth, but, she refused to let loose.

His howls filled the suite, then, a loud firm ‘SLAP’ exploded in it.

Faye saw stars when his hand smashed against the side of her head, forcing her to release the vice like grip she had on his boys.

It sent her toppling onto the bed on her side.

“YOU GODDAMN BITCH!” Hans screamed at her, cupping his aching loins and rolling off the bed onto the floor. “ARE YOU INSANE?”

His head lay on the bed and it took all his energy to get to his feet.

He remained bent over, but, moved quickly.

“Thought you were someone else,” Faye said, shaking the cobwebs from her head. “If I’d known it was you I’d of bit it ofmmmmmmppppphhhh….”

Panting like a mad man, sweat pouring down his face, he stuffed the gag back into her mouth and tightened the straps as tight as he could, before, settling back onto his knees on the floor.

He opened the nightstand drawer and reached in, his breathing becoming more regular.

“The drug in this will send you into LALA LAND for hours,” he snarled, pulling an injection gun from the nightstand drawer. “If I use it for 3 days in a row on you, you may be strong enough to keep your mind. But, if I use it for a week straight….. You’ll be nothing but a fuck toy after that……Best keep that in mind, you bitch!!!”

He put the gun back into the drawer and climbed back onto the bed. After pushing her onto her back he straddled her and grabbed her left tit and twisted it hard.

“MMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!!!!” She screamed, tears filling her eyes.

“Awe did that hurt…..” He squeezed and twisted her right nipple. “Hmmm I think you liked that…..”

He did it again and again switching back and forth from nipple to nipple, increasing the muffled screams coming from Faye’s ball gagged mouth. The hotel phone by the bed rang and he answered it.

Faye’s breasts were bright pink from his slaps and her nipples were elongated and purple from his assault on them. She lay there in pain watching and listening to his conversation.

“Yeah, I have her… And, she’s a find….No! No!… I’m not selling this one until I break her.” He said. “Alright, I’ll meet you…At the bar… Yes….. Give me 5 minutes…..”

“I’m going to go and negotiate a price for you,” he grinned. “After I get back, you’re training is going to start, bitch…. And, I’m going to make you wish you had never been born……”

Faye lay on her side, her head hurt from the drug and her breasts still felt the sting of his hand. She needed to let her head clear, then, she’d think about escape.

After, she heard the hotel door open and close she decided to have a look about to see if she could spot anything to aide her in escaping.

The lay out of this suite was the same as Benjamin’s. A living area with a separated bedroom and bath. When he brought her in she was drugged and could not remember anything about the living area. But, she was alert now and quietly rolled around on the bed and surveyed the bedroom.

Her clothes and boots were spread about the room. He just tossed them anywhere. He was quite sloppy and had tossed and tied her on an unmade bed. She didn’t see anything useful, until, she rolled to the right side edge of the bed and saw her purse laying on the floor. “If I can get my ankles free and slip off the bed unnoticed, my knife is still in there.” She thought to herself, rolling back to the middle of the bed.

She could only hope Hans had left as she pulled her legs up so her fingers could reach her ankles.

“Damn,” she thought, every time she arched her back to reach the knots her legs slipped away.

Taking a deep breath Faye bent her legs as far as she could. Then, screaming into her gag, she rolled onto her back, locking her legs under her so she could reach the knots with her fingers.

“MMMMMMPPPPHHH!!!!!” She grunted and groaned, panting fiercely through her nose. “Yes….. Got it!”

She struggled with the knot for what seemed to her hours, but, was only about 5 minutes when she felt the tension on the rope ease. She wiggled her feet and ankles and felt the rope give way.

“He’s no where near as good as Benjamin is at tying knots,” she mused, worming her way back to the edge of the bed and rolling to her right side. “Now to roll off and onto my knees.”

She landed a bit rough, but, kept her balance. Carefully she shifted herself to the nightstand and twisted to reach her purse. She dumped it as before and got the knife open.

“Careful, girl….” She said to herself, twisting the knife so the blade could cut her wrist ropes.

Feeling the pressure of the rope ease, she knew she was nearly finished cutting through them.

Her face was dripping with sweat and the large ball in her mouth prevented her from taking the breaths she needed. Time was passing by quickly and she wasn’t sure how much longer she had.

Finally, she felt the rope drop to the floor.

She put the knife back into her purse and wiggled back up onto the bed, then, heard the hotel door open. Faye quickly rolled back to the middle of the bed and slipped her feet under the blankets.

“I’M BACK!” Hans snickered, entering the room, in his hands a bag of ice. “Good news, I’m fine and raring to go. The bad news is….”

“DAMN, THE ROPE……” Faye suddenly remembered.

It lay next to her purse on the floor.

He dangled the ice over her chest, letting a few drops of condensation drip onto her nipples.

Faye shivered, moaned, and prayed he didn’t see the rope.

“I brought you this bag of ice to cool off that temper,” he grinned and wedged the bag on Faye’s chest between her breasts, sending an instant spark of cold pain through her. “Enjoy, like I said you’re end is beginning.” She didn’t want him to know about her ankles and wrists so she fought the normal urge to try to throw the bag off her chest. But, the cold pain from it sent her into a frenzy of convulsions.

He gleefully watched her breasts jiggle with each shiver the ice sent through her. Her mind screamed at her to roll back and forth to toss the ice off, but, she was afraid he would see she had untied her ankles and wrists. So, she suffered minute after minute.

She was about to give up and gamble that his eyes would stay on her chest, when a knock on the door interrupted them.

“That’s our interested third party,” Hans grinned. “The person he represents wants before and after pictures…. So, when he takes your pictures, do smile really big for him.”

“MMMUUUMMM MMMOOOMMM!!!!” She growled at him over the ball.

He closed the bedroom door, just incase it wasn’t who he expected.

Faye knew she had to do something quickly. Her mind raced. She didn’t have time to get to her purse and try to cut the rest of her bonds.

“The drawer!” She thought. “The injection gun…… That’s it….”

She was getting very cold and the ice was making it hard to take deep breaths. Not to mention, her knees and elbows were still bound. And, with her body shivering from the cold, controlling her limbs became a much harder task.

But, she had to keep the bag in place. It would be the only way to keep Hans and whoever else was with him unaware of her slight freedom, if they came into the bedroom.

Her feet swung free of the blankets and she used her arms to get herself seated on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t risk falling and needed to remain standing on her feet to reach into the drawer.

Her fingers trembled, as were her legs. She was half squatting so her hands could reach the drawer.

“Damn, it won‘t stay open!” She cussed to herself, her fingers not cooperating as she needed. “Concentrate, forget the cold, focus on what needs to be done.”

She got the drawer open and dropped her hands into it to stop it from closing.

She felt around and hit something. It was the injection gun.

“YES!!!!!” She nearly screamed out. “Oh no!”

She heard voices at the bedroom door.

Holding the gun with both her hands, she launched herself onto the bed, spinning in mid air to land on her side.

She rolled onto her back and returned her feet beneath the blankets.

Panting through her nose, she looked down at the bag.

“NO!” She cried.

It had slipped down onto her stomach.

Taking a deep breath, she dug her heels into the mattress and thrust her hips up into the air.

Her gamble paid off and the bag flipped end over and landed back between her breasts.

“Here the slut is….. Hmmmm, just as I left her…..” Hans leered at her.

He walked over and grabbed her nipples.

“MMMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHMMMAAAAARRRRMMMMM!!!!” Faye screamed, when he twisted them.

“They’re ice cold and very tender….. Does that hurt slut…It should as cold as they feel… This should really be painful….” He sneered and swatted each breast hard. “Oh yes, I love it when they scream…..”

“My client wouldn’t want her to be damaged,” A familiar voice said from the doorway. “You wouldn’t want to loose this deal, would you…”

“Benjamin….” Faye thought to herself. “You came to rescue me!” “What have I said that could possibly lead you to believe that I care about his offer?” Hans said curtly, running a finger down her cold stomach and forcing it between her legs. “How about a little heat with that cold…..”

“But, that’s what we’re all about here, isn’t it?” Benjamin said, entering the room and stepping over to the end of the bed. “The only reason we take the risk to snatch them is the money……”

“Most of the time, Old Man, most of the time…” Hans grinned, wiggling a second, then, a third finger into Faye very wet pussy. “But, this one…. This one’s innocent naivety grabbed more than my greed…. From the moment I saw her, I wanted to do this to her…..”

He added a fourth finger and laughed, seeing the angst in her face and her back arch lifting her completely off the bed.

“I could tell she liked to fuck, but, man she also know how to suck…..” Hans laughed quickening the in and out pace of his fingers.

Faye was not ready for his fingering her and immediately began moaning deeply. Her body leaped into overdrive. It was going to take all her concentration to not succumb to his torment.

“Mind if I get a closer view of this and a few snapshots of you enjoying yourself?” Benjamin asked, pulling a digital camera from his pocket and chancing a quick supportive glance at Faye. “She truly does look delicious.”

Faye tried to signal him with her eyes.

“If you’d like…. Why don’t I let you take some pictures of her first training session.” He grinned and removed his shirt. “I’ll pop that cherry ass, first…. That, should loosen her up a bit…. Don’t you think, Benjamin….”

“I’d rather you didn’t….” Benjamin said, looking at Faye. “Tell you what, I’ll pay your full price for her right now.”

Hans gave him a weary look.

I’d really enjoy having the pleasure of using her for myself……“ Benjamin added quickly. “You do understand…. Hell, I‘ll pay whatever you ask right now…. And, even retire from the business… You’d have no competition, then. Completely Unhindered, with free reign to abduct and sell anyone you wish in this city….”

“You’re willing to pay my price and retire….. To give me free reign over this city.” Hans sighed. “Benjamin, Benjamin, Benjamin….. That’s something I can take anytime I want…“

He slowly slipped his fingers from Faye, purposely rubbing her engorged nub until she moaned even louder.

“No, Benjamin, I told you before, it’s not the money with this one….I want the pleasure of breaking her. That’s worth more to me than all the money you could offer…” Hans replied, a bit irritated. “She and I have a score to settle and I intend to settle it the old fashioned hard way….”

“I can’t let you do that,” Benjamin said, lifting his cane towards Hans.

“Benjamin, you poor pathetic old man…. Why do you care so much about this slut?” Hans replied, turning to face him. “I saw you with her earlier today. What is it? Do you think you love her or she that she loves you? Get real, she’s not worth it, OLD MAN!”

Faye gasped at the sight of a pistol grip sticking out from Hans’ pants and his hand slowly reaching for it.

“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMMPPPHHHHH!!!” Faye screamed, trying to warn Benjamin about the pistol.

“Yes, I do and I believe she does, also.” Benjamin confessed, taking another glance at Faye and seeing the terror in her eyes. “And, your dead wrong…. She’s worth everything I have….”

“Well, in that case, Old Man, I saw her first… Possession is nine tenths of the law… And, all that rubbish….” Hans eyed Benjamin carefully. “Are you thinking of trying to take her from me, Old Man?”

He shifted his feet almost unnoticeably as he taunted Benjamin.

“You may have bested my father several times years ago,” he sneered. “But, you’ll find me much different and ruthless….”

Without a saying a word, Benjamin lunged toward Hans, swinging his cane at the much younger man’s head.

Hans twisted, grabbed the cane at mid shaft and pushed it away from his face.

“You‘re quicker than I thought, Old Man….” Hans snickered, forcing of the tip of the cane past his shoulder. “But, not quick enough….. I‘ve known about your special cane for years…..”

The tip of the cane was now over Faye’s bound body. Her eyes darted from it to the worried expression on Benjamin’s face and back.

Her eyes widened as she watched a purple gas cloud emanating from the cane’s tip above her.

The cloud hovered in the air briefly, then, slowly sank until it covered Faye’s body.

“Oops!!!!!” Hans laughed, watching Faye’s eyelids flitter then close and her head slump sideways. “Looks like she’s going to miss all the fun….”

“YOU BASTARD!” Benjamin roared, pulling his cane from Hans’ grasp and swinging it wildly at him.

Hans easily ducked out of the way and pulled the pistol from his pants.

“You always were a thorn in my father’s side. And, you’ve hindered me for the last time, Old Man…….” Hans said, aiming the pistol at Benjamin’s head. “You know, I could let you live long enough to watch me fuck your precious slut into a mindless sex slave….. That would be torture for you….”

He waved the pistol, motioning for Benjamin to move to his left.

“Then, take you out to a secluded spot and order her to give you a blow job..” He grinned. “And, just as she’s about to make you cum, blow your fucking brains out in front of her….. Now, that’s a plan I think will work…”

Hans reached into his pocket and tossed Benjamin a pair of handcuffs.

“Those are real, not one of your fakes, Old Man…” Hans sneered. “Put them on!”

“Please, I beg you, don’t do that…..” Benjamin pleaded, his eyes staring at Hans’ face. “Just kill me now!”

Benjamin saw Faye shift on the bed, but, he kept his eyes trained on Hans.

“Begging, Old Man….” Hans snickered. “How sad…”

Faye quietly pulled her feet from the blanket and swung them off the bed with enough momentum to lift her onto the floor.

Even with her knees bound she managed to move unnoticed behind Hans.

She twisted, bringing her arms around her right side as far as her bound elbows would let her.

She leaned forward and pressed the injection gun against Hans’ back and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

‘PFFT’, ‘PFFT’, ‘PFFT’, ‘PFFT’, PFFT’, ‘PFFT’, ‘PFFT’

“WHAT THE HELL!!!!” Hans screamed, feeling the needle stick him over and over.

He spun, striking Faye and the injection gun.

Faye was sent sprawling onto the floor next to the nightstand and the injection gun bounced off the side of the bed and landed beside her.

“THAT’S IT, I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU AND YOUR BITCH…..” He bellowed and aimed the pistol at Faye. “YOU’RE BOTH DEAD! YOU FIRST Sluuuuutttttt….”

Time seemed to stand still and Faye closed her eyes awaiting her fate. She listened for the loud explosion to be immediately followed by severe pain and death.

But, she heard and felt nothing.

She carefully opened one eye at a time, dread filling her gagged face.

Hans just stood there wavering back and forth, the pistol loosely rocked back and forth dangling by the trigger guard upside down on his finger. His eyes were glazing over and his lips quivered as he tried to speak.

“There….. Were…. Nine…. Doses….. In…. There….” He whimpered. “How… Did… You… Get…”

Faye looked down at the injection gun and saw the drug vial was empty.

“How did she get free?” Benjamin said, moving past Hans to get to Faye. “You shouldn’t have used rope….. And, she’s fairly adept at holding her breath…”

The sound of the pistol hitting the floor was followed by the sound of Hans collapsing onto the bed.

“Are you alright?” Benjamin asked, reaching down to help Faye to her feet. “Easy, now, easy… That’s my girl……”

He looked into her tearing eyes and sighed.

“I knew it from the moment I turned and saw you at the slot machine,” he said softly. “I didn’t want to admit it to myself or say anything to you because I was afraid you’d think I was just a foolish horny old codger, who’d say anything to get you into his bed….” “MEMEME ME, MEEME!” Faye mmpphhed, exasperated, turning so he could release her elbows.

“Sorry, wanted to say that before I lost my nerve…..You and Hans passed Winnie and Herbert when he was getting you off the elevator. They said you acted strange and didn‘t recognize them. Knowing Hans as I do, I felt you were in grave peril…..“ He said, untying her elbows and reaching for the head harness. “But, had I known, he was foolish enough to tie you with rope, I‘d not been as worrimmmmmmmm….”

As soon as Faye’s arms were free she threw them around his neck and pressed her ball gagged lips to his.

“Let’s get this off you and your legs free, shall we my sweet….” His eyes twinkled staring deeply into hers.

He had to pry the ball from her mouth, but, was rewarded with a hungry deep wet kiss, that seemed to last an eternity, as soon as the gag popped free.

“We will keep that to add to your trunk, won’t we.” She grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck and passionately kissing him again over and over.

“What to do with him…. I don’t know how a full vial of that drug will affect him…. He may awaken anytime, or, he may never recover….” Benjamin said, as soon as Faye relaxed her lip lock on him and his mind returned to reality. “Either way I won’t let him come after you, ever again….”

“Wwweeellllll, um…. He told me it would virtually wipe out my mind… So…If you’re willing…. We…. um…could strip and tie him on the bed as a gift for Gloria, who’ll be my Maid of Honor, and my other 12 friends will be my bridesmaids…..” Faye coyly suggested, batting her eyes seductively at him. “If you’re willing to gamble on having me as your wife…..”

“Are you serious?” Benjamin asked, hopefully. “You’d really want to marry a 60 year old man….. Honestly, I don’t want you to marry me unless it is what you really want. And, what would we do after and where would we live…”

“It is,” she gushed. “I knew it when I first looked in your eyes. And, I don‘t care how young you are… I felt your love and strength as you bound me. And, I want that feeling every day for the rest of our lives together……“

She kissed him again, deeper and longer.

“And, we‘ll live in my farm house. There are plenty of rooms for you to tie me in. And, then we’ll make passionate love for hours.” She grinned. “And, you’ll perform magic and I’ll make unbelievable escapes at the local schools and library for the area kids. And, we’ll enjoy each other every day….”

He took her in his arms and sealed his lips over hers.

An hour later, Faye and Benjamin were in his suite. They had bound Hans spreadeagled naked on his bed. Faye had called Gloria. And, after explaining her feelings and the events of the day, Gloria was very happy for her and agreed with all the other women to be in the wedding.

Faye got a distinct impression from Gloria’s questions about Hans and the background comments she heard from the other women, that, Hans would be very busy over the next 2 days. Also, whether or not his mind returned, he would be traveling back with them to be their private frustration relief.

“Gloria said they were going to eat at the Rendezvous, so, they’d be running 2 hours late.” Faye grinned.

“So, what do we do until then…” Benjamin asked.

“Well, I never did pay off on the wagers I lost to you,” Faye smiled evilly, removing her clothing, then, spinning the harness ring gag around on her finger.

She tapped the handcuff, collar, and shackles combination with her hand, before unbuckling and unzipping his trousers. She grinned as she let them fall to the floor, followed closely by his boxers and leg brace.

“You still haven’t fed me, yet…” She giggled, locking her wrists into the wrist cuffs and turning around so he could finish her binding. “And, this time don’t even think about leaving until I’m full…..”

Gambling is about winning or losing. There is always a winner and a loser. But, on the rare occasion when the stars and planets align and love overshadows all, both sides win, and live happily bound ever after.